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typicalopposite · 18 hours ago
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I have actually never really sent a prompt to anyone . So idk how much to ask for or how to really give one . But I guess some idea of
118 responding to a horrible bar fight and they find Tommy seriously injured. Buck sees the guy who did it at the scene and he gets furious.
Idk if I asked right lol
Here you go <3 I hope you like it!
(gonna kill two birds with one stone here)
Fuck It Friday
tagged by @bidisasterevankinard & @nine-one-wanton & @lavenderleahy love you all! thank youuu!
(TW: homophobia and racism)
Buck tries to hide just how many times he pulls his phone out, opens the screen and checks to see if Tommy is typing again. He keeps it down by his leg, turns his back to the rest of the team, even hides out in the bathroom a couple times just to stare at the spot where for such a brief moment Tommy was considering saying something… but then changed his mind. 
It’s late and he’s laying on one of the top bunks, eyes fixated on the screen, when Eddie pushes the door open. “Come on Buck…” he sighs. “You gotta give it a rest, man.” Buck tightens his hand around the phone, anticipating Eddie trying to snatch it away again, but he doesn’t. Instead he slumps down to the bottom bunk and goes quiet, leaving Buck alone with that very minimal advice and still no more bubbling. 
The bell rings just as Buck is starting to doze off. 
A bar fight; a bad one at that. They arrive on the scene and Eddie pulls the ambulance up and parks it right behind the engine. The customers are scattered all around the dirt lot, some talking to each other, some on their phones, some talking with police. Bobby said Athena was the first to arrive, but she’s not outside so Buck assumes she’s in the bar talking to the owner. 
One of the bartenders directs them towards a guy sitting hunched over on a bench, holding his face. Eddie goes to him and Buck follows, while Hen and Bobby head inside to where people are saying the more severely injured victim is— or maybe it’s the perpetrator… they aren’t exactly sure what even happened yet. Eddie starts on cleaning the man’s busted brow, and examining the black eye already forming around it. Buck pulls an instant cold compress out and offers it to him for the swelling. All the while the man drunkenly rambles on about how the owner has let the place go to shit… letting just anyone in. Not caring about the patrons who funded them for years with their business. 
Buck listens to his hate filled tirade, but only partially, also tuning in to a server who is telling Athena’s new rookie about what happened. How the guy Eddie was working on had antagonized the whole thing. She seems extremely worried about the other guy taking multiple kicks to the stomach and to the head. “He wasn’t even bothering anyone,” she says, voice shaking from crying. “He was just talking to Darlene about—” she pauses and gives a soft tearful laugh. “Well, he kept calling him ‘his Evan’. But he was so sad because he said he wasn’t really his anymore.” 
It was as if all the sound around him vanished, and his feet were moving before his brain could register where they were going. 
A hand on his chest stopping him from crossing the bar snaps him out of it; it’s Athena. She’s wearing that stern Sergeant Grant look, though it’s fraying around the edges with worry. “Is it him…” Buck starts, looking past her to where Hen is knelt down. Athena purses her lips, furrows her brows… and nods. Buck sucks in a sharp breath and tries to bypass her— he could easily bypass her if he wanted to, but he won’t. He allows her stiffened arm pushing against him to hold him back. “H- How bad is it,” he asks, fighting back against the tears rushing to his eyes. 
“He’s pretty banged up, but he’s in good hands,” she gestures back towards where Hen is working feverishly over— over Tommy. Buck feels like he might pass out. Athena moves so she is in his line of view, and his focus is back on her, then gives him a sympathetic look. “Now I need to go out there so I can arrest the man who did this… soon as Eddie is done with him; and I need you to try to stay calm and not do anything… rash.” 
Buck clenches his jaw, looking over her once again towards Tommy; he can barely see him for the tables and chairs, and multiple first responders hovering around where he’s sprawled out on the floor. 
Athena squeezes his arm and he reluctantly follows her to stand outside. “Just wait here, okay…” she says, before walking over to Eddie and the man who hurt Tommy— his Tommy. He glares over towards them, his blood is boiling. He clenches his jaw tighter, gritting his teeth together. 
The guy looks up at Athena as she starts explaining that he has been identified as the perp, and she is arresting him. Before she can begin reading his rights, though, he leaps up— eyes bulging, lips pulled back in snarl, a finger pointing angrily right in Athena’s face. “I’ll be damned if I’m getting arrested for this; for– for doing a public service,” he spits. Athena stares at him, unfazed. “Besides, he attacked me!” The man gestures towards his face.
“He did not!” The server snaps back. Athena offers her a smile, putting a hand up for her to not argue with him. 
“I see what he did to you, and after the story I heard— about all the things you were in here ranting and raving about, with your chest puffed out like you're some big man just ‘cause you’re supposedly brave enough to say the all hateful things on your mind— hell, I can’t say I would have blamed him for doing more.” 
The man sneered, but stepped back. “Yeah, I figured someone like you would sympathize with someone like that. I guess I might as well chalk this up to being demonized for being the normal one.” 
“I’m sure you demonized yourself, all by yourself,” Athena says with an eye roll. She shoves him around and handcuffs him. “And I’m sure you’ll easily demonize yourself among your fellow inmates as well… though I highly doubt you’ll get lucky enough to get the upper hand again.” 
She grabs his arm and leads him towards her patrol car, passing Buck while keeping a good distance from him. It doesn’t stop the man from looking over and catching Buck’s name tag. “Buckley…” he says, then chuckles. “As in Evan Buckley…” he throws his head back and fully laughs. “So you’re the one he was in there sniffling over like a poor love sick fa—” Buck is charging at him before he can finish the slur… they can fire him for it; who cares. He is stopped by Eddie, and held back long enough for Athena to get the man in her car. 
Eddie loosens his hold and Buck shoves him the rest of the way off, then turns towards the bar. He can hear Eddie calling after him, he just doesn’t care enough to listen to anyone on what they think he should do anymore. Right now he just wants to see Tommy. 
“Buck,” Bobby says, moving towards the door as he comes in. Buck walks past him, shying out of the way of the hand reaching for his shoulder. He pushes through the people, and reaches Hen just as they are getting the gurney lifted up onto its wheels. 
He sees Tommy. 
His shirt has been cut open and dark bruises are covering his torso from the man’s boots. His arm looks broken. His face— Buck sucks in a sharp breath— his face is unrecognizable. He wants to run to him, but he can’t move. 
The jolt of the gurney locking into place causes him to stir. He groans and lolls his head to the side. “Easy there, Tommy.” Hen says, gently laying a hand on him so he doesn’t move. 
“H- Hen?” Tommy turns his head towards her, but both of his eyes are so swollen and completely shut. “Oh god… Ev— B- Buck… he’s not here, is he? I don’t want him to see this…” His lip trembles and it takes the broken pieces of Buck’s heart and grounds them to dust. 
Hen looks at Buck, and Buck shakes his head. “No, he— he was man behind for this one,” she lies. “He’s not here.” 
Tommy breathes, it comes out haggard. “I– I’m so stupid, Hen… I- I was so scared and I hurt him. I didn’t— I didn’t mean to; I didn’t want to. ” Hen looks over the gurney at Buck. Buck still can’t move, he can’t speak, he can’t breathe. “I- I need to tell him I’m sorry. I was going to text him but— I can’t do it over a text…”  
Hen encourages him to lie still, and save his energy. “You’ll get the chance to tell him Tommy,” she says, flicking her eyes to Buck. 
“I– I love him, Hen… I want him back…” 
Buck’s heart clenches; it feels like it's being ripped straight out of his chest. “I know you do,” Hen says softly, still looking at Buck. The gurney is taken away, towards the ambulance. Hen lags behind, walking over to Buck. “Well…” she says, offering a smile. “There’s your answer.” She rests her hand on Buck’s back and leads him out of the bar towards the ambulance. 
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seungfl0wer · 3 hours ago
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*𝘽𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝘽𝙤𝙮*
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Pairing: Bunny!Hybrid Felix x Reader (Fem)
Genre: Smut
Warnings: Friends -> Lovers, Multiple: Orgasms/rounds and creampies, unprotected sex, Ear Kink? Idk man lol. Oral (Both), Hickeys/bite marks, 69, Squirting, slight face fucking. Sorry for any mistakes or missed warnings.
A/N: Posting this funny enough on my birthday lol. I love love love this I hope you guys do to!
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Today was your best friend’s birthday. You kept asking him what he wanted and all he would say was just to hang out with you. Your friendship to others would seem more than friends. Felix always had some part of him touching you. Whether it be his arm around your waist or holding your hand. He just had to be close. He would always say it was just a hybrid thing, that he liked your body heat and it made him feel calm. I mean it was true, however Felix always had the massive crush on you. Ever since he got to know you almost 6 years ago now.
You met by chance from a friend of a friend who ended up leaving you alone at the cabin you all rented. You stayed up all night just talking about everything and anything. You’d be dumb to deny you had any feelings for him. Because in reality you may be more in love with him than he was with you. That pretty blonde hair of his, the way it draped over his face so perfectly. The way he smiled at you so warmly every time he saw you. The way those soft floppy ears would perk up as soon as he laid his eyes on you. Not to mention that cute little tail of his that always gave him away.
He had such a habit of laying his head on you wanting you to play with his hair, to touch his soft sensitive ears. He would melt like putty anytime you would too. Almost purring like a cat when you did. To everyone else you were together but neither of you ever confirming or honestly denying it either. It was almost a limbo of “are we together? Are we just friends?” Kinda thing. Neither of you dated or even looked for a partner.
You had everything set up for his birthday, you know he’d whine seeing you put so much effort into it but you wanted to make it special. After getting the apartment ready you slipped into Felix’s favorite outfit. Nothing special something you never understood why he liked so much. It was just a pair of sweats and your favorite crop top. He always told you how much he liked to cuddle up to you like that. How warm and cozy you felt all comfy.
When he arrived letting himself in you could hear him whine just like you knew he would. You decked out the place with his favorite color, made his favorite dinner and stopped at his favorite bakery to pick up the cookies he loved so much. When you saw him he looked like he could cry rushing over to you to give you a big hug. His little cotton tail moving like crazy, his cute nose twitching at all the good smells. “Y/n you didn’t have to do all this” he whined more.
“Ssh let’s go eat birthday boy” you said with a smile giving him a little nose kiss before making your way to the kitchen. You both sat and ate, listing to Felix talk about his day. He looked so handsome, his hair a bit messy, his black t shirt clinging to him a bit showing off his toned body. The way his sweats tugged down a bit to show off his little happy trail he had. Ugh and those eyes, those big eyes that could get him away with murder. They way the shined, smiled even while talking to you. You were hopelessly in love with him.
“Lixie I got all the blankets out on the pull out! We can snuggle and watch whatever you want!” You said with a smile.
“Is that why it’s so cold in here? You always make it freezing so ‘we need all the blankets’” he said with a chuckle.
After putting the dishes away you had to swat his hands away when he wanted to wash them. He always had that habit, trying to help you with everything. “Nuh uh, I appreciate it but today’s your birthday” you said pushing him slightly to go to the living room. He chuckled but did as you told him making his way to the couch as you put the dishes in the washer. You found him already cuddled up under the covers, he smiled at you.
“Come on, you got it so cold I need your warmth. I may die!” He whined. He moved the covers letting you take your spot. Slinking his arms around you, laying his head in the crook of your neck. “Mm you smell so good and so warm” he said with a little purr. You snuffled into him toes touching his legs making him jump “stooop you’re cooold” he whined more.
You put on some movie Felix had told you about. Felix couldn’t help but move a bit the way you had your body pressed against him now ass against his slowly hardening cock. He felt his head spin. You could feel his breath on your neck, the way it hitched a bit as you moved to reposition yourself. You could feel him pressed against you. Maybe it was that you had enough of whatever limbo you guys were in. Maybe it was the atmosphere of it being his birthday, having his cock so nicely pressed against you. You couldn’t help yourself your hand found its way to the hem of his pants making him jolt.
You glossed your hand over his hardening cock making him let out a soft whimper. You felt him move himself pushing his hips against your hand. You turned your body not saying anything before dipping under the covers. His eyes went wide, he felt you lower yourself on him. “Y/n-“ he choked out looking down out you, holding the covers up to see you.
“It’s your birthday lixie let me take care of you?” You said softly. And all he could do was nod. He watched as you slowly pulled his pants down letting his cock finally free. It was almost cute however you weren’t expecting how thick he was. He wasn’t big on length terms not small either but what he lacked in length he made up in sheer girth. He was so thick, his tip already leaking pre cum. You licked over his tip making him shake at the sensation. You were quick to take his hand in one of yours before taking him slowly back your throat.
The way his body trembled under you, the way he squeezed your hand and oh boy the way he moaned. It made your core tremble. You could feel yourself becoming wet at just the sound of him. You slowly bobbed your head on his length your other hand coming up to slightly touch his balls. “You- you’re gonna make me- ah ah” he said bucking his hips up cumming without any warning. Well he tried to but it came on so fast he couldn’t even get the words out. You swallowed around him, drinking in everything he had. To your surprise though he was still harder than ever, so you didn’t stop.
You moved your head faster, fondling his balls more. “Fuck y/n” he moaned out taking his other hand to move your hair. When you looked up at him, when you met those glossed over eyes you moaned. The vibrations sending a shock wave through him. He was already close again- fuck he was so close again. Something about bunny hybrids was they had tremendous stamina. They could cum over and over and still keep going.
He watched as you took him all in, if his brain was fuzzy before it definitely was now. Your eyes locked on him as you took him all back, tongue twirling around him. “God I can smell how wet you are” he said his voice low. His hand came under to cup your face pulling you off of him with a pop. “Let me take care of you too?” He said moving your body so he could lean back to touch you.
“But it’s-“ you started to say only to be cut off by him.
“Yeah and I say I wanna feel how drenched you are” he almost growled.
He pulled down your sweats groaning at the fact you didn’t have anything under it. He moved his hand down your stomach before pressing it against your clit. He quickly moved down a little feeling how wet you were. “Mm you’re soaked- fuck” he said softly before pushing his fingers into your needy hole. You moaned finally getting some stimulation to your throbbing cunt. You quickly moved your head back to take him in licking at his tip before slowly taking him back your throat.
He bucked his hips up, his cock head hitting the back of your throat. He felt you clench around him making a low groan come out from deep back his throat. “Y-you like me using that pretty throat of yours?” He asked. You hummed in response, he wanted to chuckle but fuck it was so hot. He moved his hips more fucking slowly into your throat as his fingers explored your folds. “I can’t take it anymore- need- I need to- ah taste you.” He moved his body laying on his back before you could even say anything in response he was pulling your body down on top of him.
He attached his lips to your dripping cunt lapping at every juice that dared to flow past his lips. His hands gripped at your ass and thighs keeping you on his face. Wanting nothing more to be surrounded by your warmth and essence. He ate you out like it was the most tastiest dessert that had ever graced his lips. His tongue darted at your hole fucking it into you. His thrusts into your mouth were becoming more erratic as he chased another orgasm. You were close behind him, feeling your body melt into him. The stings keeping it at by ready to break at any moment.
When he nipped at your clit sucking on it harshly is all it took. The strings snapping cumming in his tongue with a loud moan. His eyes rolled back pushing his cock back your throat one more time before cumming. His cum shot down your throat as you swallowed it once more. He licked your cunt clean not wanting to waste any of the sweetness he had only dreamt about tasting.
He quickly grabbed you, flipping you to your stomach before getting behind you. “Need you- I need you like I need fucking air- please y/n” he whimpered his cock pressing at your core begging for entrance.
“Felix, ah lixie please- fuck me, I’m all yours always been all yours” the words that came from you were almost desperate. You moved your ass back pushing him into you. The sound he let out was almost pornagraphic and the way his hands flung to your hips gripping them tightly.
“Shit-“ he choked out. He took a moment for his head to wrap around what was actually happening however the way you clenched around him he couldn’t help but move. He started off a bit slow still trying to adjust to what was happening but hearing you moan made him lose it. His thrusts were so deep, his thick cock grazing against all your sensitive spots. He pounded into you fucking you like bunnies do. “Shit- shit- gonna- ah I’m fucking c-cuming!” He screamed hands digging into you surly leaving marks.
The hot cum filling you, making him glide in and out even better. He gripped ahold of you pulling you back. He had you on his lap now his chest pressed against your back. He thrusted up into you even harder the new position making him feel even thicker. “Always wanted this, wanted to be burred so deep into you- to fill you full- ah-“ he babbled out. His hand came down to rub your forgetting clit. His master fingers bringing you close to another orgasm.
He was relentlessly, his thrusts so precise but also so sloppy. He left kisses to your neck sinking those bunny teeth into them. He needed to mark you up, needed to let everyone know you were finally all his. You felt your high ready to crash over you this time it felt stronger you knew that feeling from only one time before. Funny enough you were thinking of him that time too, riding your bunny dildo thinking of your best friend. It was the first time you ever squirted and you knew you were gonna do it again.
His other hand came up to grip at your neck softly pulling your had to the side to give him full access to your neck. He sucked purple marks all over leaving a bit indent of those cute little bunny teeth. With one more harsh thrust one more deep bite you were cumming. Felix’s thrusts stuttered as he watched the stream of fluids come from you. Squirting all over the couch body shaking violently. “Ah- ah that’s it fuck- I can’t believe you just- shit!” He groaned against your neck pushing as far as he could cumming deep into you once more.
He wasn’t done yet though, he moved your body once more laying you down on your back before thrusting into you once more. This time more desperate. “T’much” you stuttered out tears pricking at your eyes. You were so sensitive so fucking sensitive. Each thrust made you feel like you were gonna cum again.
“One more angel, please- you can give me one more right? For my birthday? Just one more- need- need to see you cum on my cock. I wanna-“ he panted out. “I wanna see that beautiful face while you cum all over me- please you can give me one more right?”
“Anything- anything for you lixie- you feel so fucking good” you croaked.
“God you feel so good to- so fucking good- you’re so warm so fucking wet- ah you’re all mine- all mine right angel?” His eyes had a gleam in them you’ve never seen before almost animal like.
“All yours! Always have been lixie!” You almost screamed.
He quickly attached his lips to yours kissing you hungrily as he ponded into you. Your hands flung up to his hair pulling him deeper into the kiss. Your hands grazed his ears making him whimper. “Ah- wait don’t” he started today but it was too late. You started to stoke his ears, they were always so sensitive but this was a different kind of sensitive right now. His body shook, he put all his body weight in you. His head in the crook of your neck letting out soft moans and whimpers. You gently pulled on his ears and he lost it.
His thrusted harshly into you feeling his high about to spill once more into you. He pulled away looking down at you. “Gonna-“ he choked out before cumming deep into you for the third time of the night. It was enough to bring you over the edge again cumming with him. He watched your face contort in pleasure feeling you clench so tightly around him.
He leaned himself back down to you cupping your face to kiss you lovingly. He brushed some hair from your face looking tenderly in your eyes. “The best birthday gift I could ever ask for is to just have you as mine” he said sweetly.
“Lix- I love you” you said breathily wrapping your arms around him to hug him tightly.
“I love you to, I love you so much” he said nuzzling back into your neck.
You felt his hips move slightly feeling him hard again. “Seriously?” You said in a jokingly voice.
“Sorry angel, can’t help it. It’s what bunnies do best” he said with a chuckle.
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lostsyren · 3 days ago
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i have a request for a scene based on these seemingly cut out scenes in episode 4 for part 1
https://x.com/rafeslut/status/1848180750941552843
maybe how it would've turned out if it had not been cut out and how it led to that contemplation scene and eventually influenced his decisions in episode 5 in goat island, idk if that makes sense
𓆉 ❀ 🫧 the right thing
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{a/n: thank you for the request, sorry it took me so long to get to it, but I hope you enjoy it and I hope it’s what you expected of the deleted scenes!}
{summary: what happened between rafe and sofia after the showdown in s4 episode 4 on the beach, and a little context to the deleted scene pictures we got from them!}
𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼
It was downright cruel the way they were all treating Kiara and her friends, Sofia thought, face etched in concern as Ruthie plowed straight through the group all waving their hands at her to stop– to no avail despite their persevering efforts. Ruthie was like that, in the months Sofia got to know her– relentless.
Sofia glanced over at Rafe, who had a small smirk on his face, as if he was trying to hide his glee, but failed, even letting out a little laugh. Her discomfort grew, squirming as she listened to the defensive outcry coming from the other side of the beach.
She inhaled deeply, wrapping her arms around herself. At least it was over now.
But then Sofia heard the low rumble of the engine revving yet again, her frown returning.
The jeep sped up, sending sand flying in its wake, as Ruthie and Topper once gain hurtled past the pogues, who all dove for cover, before Ruthie tipped out her drink over Kiara.
Sofia’s heart sunk for the girl, as she lay on the ground, crestfallen with her hair dripping wet. The way Sofia’s supposed kook friends treated all the pogues made her wonder if they’d do the same thing to her, if it wasn’t for Rafe. The thought made her nauseous, imagining being humiliated the way Kiara was right now and like she was a couple days ago, when she’d overheard Rafe, Topper and Ruthie ridicule her behind her back.
Sofia looked over to Rafe, she didn’t know why, (perhaps for backup, perhaps for comfort), but he remained indifferent, gazing at the scene across the sand with a cool stoicism, lazily sipping at his beer. She shook her head in disdain, finding his behaviour repulsive. She didn’t care about Ruthie, Topper and the others– she cared about Rafe, still, even after he slandered their relationship to his friends.
Sofia spotted Kiara stride over to them, her face twisted in anger.
“Here she comes guys, on a warpath– get ready.” Topper teased with a deriding tone. Sofia observed from a safe distance, mouth still pursed in reproach.
“Look what you did– is this ok?” She yelled, holding out her hands. Sofia peered over to see a baby turtle, crushed in her palms, granules of sand stuck to its lifeless body. Ruthie glanced away, her mouth twisting in an unreadable emotion.
“No look at it! There was a turtle hatch you idiots– you drove right over it!”
Sofia had to avert her gaze, a sickness settling in the pit of her stomach. She hated being on the wrong side of this– being one of the people Kiara was yelling at.
“I understand you’re upset Kiara-“ Topper began.
“I’m more than upset Topper.”
“Alright but it was only one and I mean look,” Ruthie pointed out, tone casually cruel, “there’s so many more of them. A hatch is what? A hundred turtles? Most of them don’t make it anyway.”
“I think it’s like one in a thousand.” Topper added
Kiara shook her head in disbelief. “So?”
“So I think you should go throw that to the seagulls– cycle of life right?” Ruthie plastered on a scornful smirk, her eyes squinted as she stared down Kiara. Sofia could feel the tension fizzle between them.
“Cycle of life? Getting flattened by a truck?” Kiara jumped up suddenly, shoving Ruthie square in the chest.
Sofia bristled in shock, her arms falling away from around her waist as she stepped back from the commotion. Looking around for Rafe, she found him topping up his empty beer bottle, just disregarding the spat completely. She couldn’t help but scoff in annoyance at his as insouciance whilst Topper pulled back Ruthie and JJ reined in Kiara.
“Your move Kie, what are you gonna do?” Ruthie goaded.
Topper held out his hands placatingly, “I would just walk away ok? We’re not doing this.”
“There’s something seriously wrong with you people.” Kiara avowed, Sofia glancing down at her feet at her words, a sinking shame tricking its way down her insides, before Kiara spun around back to her friends.
“Yeah that’s right, go back to your side Kie!” Ruthie called out, right before Kiara shoved their speaker to the ground.
“You come near her or any of us ever again, and I’ll come back and kill every single one of you.” JJ warned, before joining Kiara as they walked away.
Sofia hated this. Hated all of it. Her frown was stark on her face as she ignored the chitters of laughs and fragments of conversation around her, from people she barely knew.
She huffed a deep breath, before stepping back to look for Rafe– someone familiar, someone comfortable.
“I mean did you see that?” Ruthie commented as she walked past Rafe, Sofia hovering a couple feet away from him. She was waiting for him to say something…anything. He could’ve put a stop to this– Topper would’ve listened to him. But no, all he did was watch in silence, drinking like he always did.
“I saw it. All good shit, Ruthie.” He chuckled. Sofia crossed her arms around herself yet again. All good? It wasn’t all good, and she wished that her boyfriend had done something. These were his friends, not hers.
Sofia waited for him to come her way, her hands resting on her hips, face a picture of dismay. He locked eyes with her, and she hoped he’d apologise, criticise what had just occurred. say anything, but all he did was look at her with embarrassment, as if he forgot she was there.
“Not cool Rafe.” She scorned, as he walked past her to take a seat in one of the beach chairs, inciting Sofia’s rage to burn hot and fast.
“They deserved it,” he muttered.
“I wanna leave.” She instructed, her lips twisting in ire when he had to audacity to glance back at her with shock.
“Now!” She spun around, not waiting for him to follow, ready to gather all her things and head home, her mind swirling with shame, rage and disgust.
“What do you mean you wanna leave? We just got here!” He called out from behind her, as she frantically stuffed the sun screen and lotion into her beach bag.
“You serious right now Rafe? You feel good about what just happened?”
Some of the people surrounding them cast glances their way, beginning to whisper and quietly snicker behind shrouding hands.
“Ooo Rafe’s in trouble,” one person chided.
“Why’s she so pressed for?” Another pestered.
“Because she’s a pogue herself– didn’t you know?”
Sofia didn’t care though, but she could tell Rafe did.
“Look just chill ok? I thought you wanted to sunbathe?”
“Yeah well I don’t anymore– I want to go home.” Sofia pulled her tube top over her bikini as Rafe warily eyed everyone around them.
“Baby, just stop a minute yeah?” He tried a more consoling tone, which only cause Sofia to get even more angry.
She stepped through her white skirt, slipping on her sandals, and hoisted her beach bag over one shoulder, before wrapping her arms across her chest.
“I’m going.” She said with a stern face, turning on her heel ready to leave the beach.
Rafe ran a hand through his cropped hair, cursing under his breath before following Sofia down the sandy trail where his car was parked.
“Why are you so mad for?” Rafe wandered after her, easily keeping up with Sofia’s irascible stride with his long legs.
“The fact you have to ask me that is making more angry.”
“Oh come on, it was Ruthie and Topper, what was I supposed to do?”
Sofia stopped in her tracks, swivelling around to face him. They were far away from everyone else at the beach, protected by the thicket of trees encircling them.
“You could’ve said something�� anything, but instead you just stood there and watched.”
“Yeah well I didn’t see you speak up either.” He muttered with an eye roll.
She scoffed, piercing him with her unwavering stare, “because in case you’ve forgotten Rafe, I’m a pogue too. You heard they way they were speaking about them– how do you think they’d react if another pogue told them to shut up huh?”
Sofia’s words were thinly veiled from her own insecurities, her hurt and rage at his previous comments resurfacing like flotsam that thrashed in the waters of her heart.
“I’m not living with a pogue…I have standards…”
“You’re not…” he trailed off, for once thinking before her spoke. “it’s different.” He didn’t elaborate how it was different though.
“Whatever Rafe, I saw you laugh and smile as if it was just some big joke– it wasn’t funny, it was straight up bullying.”
Rafe let out a short laugh, “bullying?” He scoffed, “that’s nothing compared to what they all did, they deserve whatever bad shit comes their way Sofia.”
“Yeah well I want no part in it.”
She left him, heading to his car, getting in the passengers seat with a sigh. She hated fighting with him. They both could be so different sometimes, and when they didn’t see eye to eye, it was never a good thing. She was stubborn like her father and Rafe was so…rageful– never towards her though, but when he felt strongly about something, she could feel it radiating off his body in scalding waves.
A moment passed before he got into the drivers seat. She could see him pace the leaf-strewn path, his ring clad fingers running though his buzz cut and he breathed in and out. She rolled her eyes at his dramatics.
The car door shut behind him with a loud bang, Sofia unable to see his face since she’d twisted away from him.
“Are you going to be mad at me for the rest of the day now?” He asked, tone sharp, as he tried to make eye contact with her.
Sofia just shrugged non-committaly, gazing out of the window.
“I did nothing wrong Sofia.” He tried to reason.
“You didn’t do the right thing either.”
Rafe didn’t respond to that.
She felt his hand hover over her knee, “look Sof, I don’t want to fight with you ok? Especially over something as stupid as this, yeah?”
She turned round to face him, her mouth still folded in a frown, “I want to go.”
He retracted his hand from her leg with a deep sigh, “fine– stay mad.”
𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼
Rafe had tried everything to get her to speak to him normally again. When they reached the house she’d left straight away to have a shower, locking the door– she never usually locked the door.
And when she got out, she got dressed and went and made her own dinner as the sun began to set, the sky doused in the orange glow of the Outer Banks.
Rafe entered the kitchen, hoping to try and make amends yet again.
“Hey baby, what you making?” He murmured gently, sliding his hands around her waist from behind. His fingers brushed away the strands of her freshly shampooed hair, the decadent smell of strawberries filling his nose as he inched his head down to press soft kisses against her neck.
She quickly shrugged him off.
“I’m not in the mood Rafe.”
Stepping back, he tried to hide his dejected expression, leaving her to cook alone in the kitchen, disappearing in the study to let her have the house to herself for a bit. Maybe then she’d cool down.
It was getting late– they’d usually go to sleep around this time. So Rafe got up, shutting his laptop and left to go to their bedroom.
He heard Sofia brush her teeth in the en suite so he went and sat down on the mattress, waiting for her to come to bed.
After a while, she did, entering the room an impassive expression on her face. He tried to smile at her, but she didn’t look his way, instead walking up to the bed and grabbing a blanket, turning back around again.
“Wait, where are you going?” He asked getting up from off the bed, his brows stitched on confusion.
She remained calm, face as still as a lake. “I’m sleeping on the couch,” she said plainly, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
“Sofia… you can’t still be mad at me?”
“I’m not mad…I just need some space.”
“I won’t get too close then.”
Sofia shook her head, “night Rafe,” she said softly, before heading out of the room, blanket trailing behind her, leaving him to curse exasperatedly under his breath– leave it to the Pogues to find a way to mess with his relationship too.
𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼
After an hour or so fruitlessly grasping at sleep, Rafe paced the bedroom, biting at his thumb.
“You didn’t do the right thing either.”
Sofia’s words spun around his brain, making him think about all the shit he’d done. The memory of seeing Sarah today had lingered with him surprisingly, their silent gaze across the windswept beach reminding him of the terse look they shared a year and half ago on the tarmac, where he unknowingly sent his father to his death.
“Look it’s Sarah, do you think she’d want to talk?”
Sofia had asked him as she sat beside him earlier on the warm sand, with that sweet, gentle voice of hers. She always seemed to nudge him to do the right thing– the moral thing. And he always seemed to do the opposite. Rafe realised he couldn’t stand to disappoint her.
Quietly exiting the bedroom, he pattered down the stairs, heading to the living room. There she was, nestled into the sofa, the blanket fallen on to the floor. Rafe smiled to himself seeing her look so pretty and serene, noiselessly approaching and draping the blanket over her exposed legs.
He then meandered over to the gaping window, the cerulean night sky silhouetted by the swarthy trees and faint shape of boats lining the dock.
His eyes snagged on to the picture frames he’d packed from Tannyhill, the final memory of the family he once had. In all honesty, he was going to put them in the trash, or at least let them gather dust in some storage unit miles away; Sofia had been the one to convince him to keep them when she was helping him move out of Tannyhill all those many months ago.
“They’re your family Rafe, you can’t just throw them away like that, come on I’ll help you pack them up.”
It hurt to see that picture of him when he was in his early teens, making Sarah what? Ten? Eleven? Because all he could think about was how she looked when he held her under the water– the terror in her eyes, the tremble of her body. She’d turned into a little girl in that moment, so frail and scared..
“It’s Sarah…it’s your sister…please stop.”
She’d begged, clutching at him, clawing at him. The recollection made him nauseous.
His father used to always say “Family is the most important thing” and here he was alone and unmoored, his two baby sisters no longer with him. His heart ached with a sudden and deep grief, as if he’d just realised the extent of what he’d lost.
But he wasn’t completely alone…he still had Sofia. He sometimes thought of her like light– she had this effervescent, incandescent quality to her. The way her eyes would light up like liquid gold, how her hair glinted bronze in the sun, her smile exuding lustre. She’d make him feel lighter too. Rafe mulled over her words again.
She had a point– he didn’t do the right thing. And he was going to fix that by amending his relationship with Sarah, getting Wheezie back from Rose’s clutches, and finally start a family of his own– with the woman he loved. Sofia wouldn’t lead him astray.
Rafe walked over to her slumbering body, crouching down as quiet as he could be, taking a seat next to her. She stirred slightly, but stayed fast asleep, almost subconsciously nearing him in her dream state. The thought brought a small smile to his face.
His thinking drifted back to the morning, when they were getting ready for the beach. She was telling him how maybe Hollis’ deal was legit, about how the patrons of the club were all gunning for it.
Rafe knew how to show her he listened, show her he valued her– he’d take Sofia’s advice seriously. And with Goat Island soon to be his, Rafe could start that new life and finally start that family, all with Sofia by his side.
𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜ 𓆉︎ ☼
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impactrueno · 17 hours ago
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I don't think the crew's comments about Lydia and Beetlejuice being endgame should be taken seriously. If that was seriously considered I feel like the movie would have gone on a different direction, they were pretty consistent with Lydia being disgusted by Beetlejuice and he's the villain all the way to the end
yeah that's kiiind of how i feel too. i would not say he's the villain though? i think he's more of an anti-hero type of character in this one. definitely not a good guy though lol not by a long shot
ultimately the cast isn't the one who's making the story here, however they do have some insight the audience might not have. like i feel like they know something we don't and that's why they feel that way, because they were all VERY sure about it.
this is just my guess so take this with a grain of salt, but i feel like the cast might be a little biased because they know michael personally and he's nice to everyone behind the scenes, you can tell everyone has a lot of love for him. i don't like assuming stuff like this so AGAIN don't take this as fact, but i remember winona saying something along the lines of like, him making sure she wasn't uncomfortable while filming the first movie, so maybe that kinda stuck with her and she conflated it with beetlejuice's character. she speaks of the whole thing in a very shy fangirl manner (which is honestly kind of adorable winona youre 52 and acting like this) like she knows it's silly and she knows she shouldn't want them to be endgame but she does anyway. so THAT feels like it really is her own personal opinion that hasn't much to do with what's planned for them (if there's anything planned at all because we don't know anything for sure, we can only guess and hope there'll be a third one)
tim burton has talked about how he wanted the whole macarthur park scene to be straightforwardly romantic and emotionally intimate, in its own fucked up beetlejuicey way of course. i think it can be all that and still be pretty one-sided idk i personally enjoy the one-sided aspect? macarthur park IS a breakup song after all. so i think i kinda see where he was going with that. it's uh. kind of an enigmatic scene once you stop laughing at the ridiculousness of it all and try to analyze it lol
sorry i lost my train of thought there i got interrupted many times while typing this
i think what i was trying to say is that, even with the one-sidedness and breakup song and all that, there could still be a possibility that things take a strange turn in a third movie if it happens. it's just. wow. how would they even make THAT work, you know? because this movie didn't push hard enough in that direction. it's not impossible but if they do go for it, it will be insanely hard to pull off successfully. fics are one thing, you can do whatever you want in fanfiction, but canon can't be approached like that.
who knows man. lately i've been thinking about how i would've reacted to learning about the events of the sequel if i hadn't been eased into it with trailers and promos and through the movie and its storytelling, and i just know i would've thought "that's insane and would not happen, ever, come on" and now here i am. accepting it. breaking it down and analyzing it. enjoying it! i love this crazy ass movie.
at this point i think anything could happen even if i'm also very skeptic about everything. i won't believe anything until i see it.
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aakariiiii · 22 hours ago
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Hii there <33 shiri!! Can you do my request 🙏 pls? Can you do a kenma fic where he gets jealous when his gf spends her time with her guy bestfriends instead of him?? Please? Thank you in advance if you decided to do it.
a/n: okokok I’m sososososo sorry for disappearing and answering the req like a year later, had some exams that were detrimental as they were for uni and I passed n got into uni! I wrote this like a year ago n idk why I didn’t post it so here it is, so so so sorry for the late reply, hope u enjoy this!
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Third person’s pov
“He didn’t make it to practice today, seemed a bit annoyed by the fact that you keep hanging out—“
“He was feeling unwell today, y/n-san! You should go check up on him,” Yaku cut off Kuroo as he dragged him away, sweat gliding down his forehead, leaving you all alone outside the the gates of school.
annoyed? What would he be annoyed at? And what would annoy him so much to make him skip practice and not tell you?
Your mind raced with possibilities, ranging from everything to nothing.
Determined to find answers, you made your way to Kenma’s home, confusion and concern weighing heavily on your thoughts. Why wasn't he at practice, and why didn't he let you know?
You reached his doorstep, and as your hand hovered over the bell, uncertainty swept over you.
One ring.
Two rings.
Three rings.
Why is he not answering? Is he even at home? you question as you grab your phone out of your pocket and begin to dial his number, only to be met with silence.
What is wrong with him?
You send him a couple of texts as you begin walking back to your home.
ken <3
y/n
ken
why aren’t you answering?
are you okay??
a few minutes later
kenma? is everything okay?
ken <3
yh
im js not feeling well today
y/n
want me to come over? I can make you some food since your parents aren’t home
and cuddle!
ken <3
i’ll pass, i’m really not feeling well y/n
maybe some other time
y/n
oh that’s fine
take care ken.
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Confused and unsettled, you tossed your phone aside and stared at the ceiling, sleep evading your weary mind. Kenma never refused cuddles, making this situation even more perplexing.
As you drifted into restless sleep, questions of what could have upset Kenma haunted your thoughts, leaving you yearning for answers to mend the sudden rift.
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y/n’s pov:
I stumbled into the classroom after waking up late due to my mind being preoccupied with thoughts about Kenma, the teacher's stern gaze instantly falling upon me.
“And what makes you so sure that you’re going to be attending my class late, miss l/n,” the teacher's voice sliced through the silence.
“Haha—I’m really sorry, sir. Won't happen again,” I muttered, trying to mask the unease as I scratched my neck. I could sense Kenma's piercing gaze fixated on me.
“Grab a seat,” the teacher snapped, annoyance evident in his tone, while I made my way to an empty spot, shooting a sharp glare at Kenma, who appeared far from unwell—contradicting his earlier claim.
I felt a surge of frustration building within me, mingled with confusion and hurt. The teacher's voice interrupted my thoughts again.
“What would the answer be, Ms. l/n?” His tone held impatience.
“Uhhh…would it be—”
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“You better have a good explanation for all of this, Kenma,” I drag Kenma away from Kuroo and the others after class into an empty room, annoyed by his childish behaviour.
“Stop dragging me, dumbass. I can walk alone,” he mumbled, pulling his hand out of my grip and taking his warmth away with him.
“Why are you acting like this, did I do something?” I asked, hurt lacing my voice.
For a split second, I could see Kenma’s eyes soften. But that was only for a split second.
“Dunno, you tell me,” he shrugged, turning his head away to avoid my gaze and placing both hands in his pockets.
“Seriously! I spent the whole night thinking about what I could’ve done to annoy you but I couldn’t think of a single thing!”
“‘s that so? That’s me done, then” he muttered silently as he began walking away.
I follow him, blocking his entrance.
“You aren’t going anywhere until you tell me what I did wro—“
I was cut off by the door opening, revealing Lev.
“Y/n-Chan! I was searching for you everywhere, come here, I wanna show you something,” His tall figure towered over me as he was about to grab my wrist.
Except, he didn’t. Because Kenma grabbed it first, pushed Lev away and proceeded to drag me out of the room.
“Does that make more sense to you?” he asked while speed walking out of the school. I wasn’t as athletic as Kenma is, meaning that I wasn’t as athletic at all and I was beginning to lose my breath.
“Ke—Ken—w—wait! Let me catch my bre—breath,” I snatch my wrist away, collapsing down to the ground in an attempt to catch my breath as he hid his hands back in his pockets.
After a few minutes, I look at him, his gaze locking on mine.
“I’m—I’m sorry Ken. I didn’t know that this was the reason why you were annoyed at me,” I mutter a silent apology as I drop my head in embarrassment.
A sigh of relief danced its way out of Kenma’s mouth, making me confused and so, forcing me to look up at him again, except for the fact that he kneeled down in front of me instead.
“I wasn’t expecting an apology—didn’t even need one. I just wanted you to know that—uhm—y’know…I don’t like it when you spend time with guys who…aren’t me. I thought you were gonna break up with me because you’d think that it’s annoying and I was preparing an apology,”
I let out a giggle.
“I didn’t know Kenma Kozume gets jealous easily. Don’t worry Ken, my eyes are only on you, besides, I’d never break up with you for a reason like that,,” I wriggle my eyebrows teasingly as I lean to plant a kiss on his cheeks.
“Do—don’t word it like that—you’re embarrassing me—“ he turns his head away, blush flushing his cheek as he raises his hand up to his mouth.
“Don’t get too excited though, I’d break up with you only for one reason,” I warn as I stand up.
“Which is?” he asks.
“You should know this Kenma! No touching my food!”
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gem-de-lune · 3 hours ago
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Chit Chat and Updates
Hey guys, how are you all doing? I hope you are keeping strong!!
I have a few things I wanna cover for today.
1. I plan to do a reading today focusing on us and what we can still do that can ultimately have an effect and support RII7E.
As many of you know, I am unable to proceed with the usual method i use due to the sensitivity of the situation and there being some boundaries in place. But I am still monitoring and trying to see what little bits I can divulge when possible. Until then, we will be focusing on us.
Similarly and not related to this, I will reiterate to new people- Please do not ask:
When will SH come back?
What are the chances SH will come back?
Will SM bring him back?
When will SM bring him back?
The answer to all of these is: it depends on how long and hard we fight for the outcome. If we give up it is 100% over. Please do not ask me these questions. Instead of wanting an easy answer lets ask HOW we can make it happen, yes? I want to support everyone but we cannot just sit around hoping the outcome we want comes naturally and use a guaranteed answer as a means for motivation...that's like only studying bc you know you will get 100%. Who does that? Not only is it impossible to guarantee something with 100% certainty, but it just incites complacency. We don't need that.
2. Recently, as yall may know, I have been on the bird app to post my readings and incite some motivation....but good god, i am reminded of why I absolutely detest that app. The hyper consumption of knowing everything going on, both good and bad- yet still being within a tiny bubble community is so so so emotionally draining and even though I understood this was the cause of a lot of your negativity and depression before, I FEEL it now. I am not depressed or anything abt the situation in my personal realm, but it's more like I am forced as an empath to feel everyone else's feelings with every new post. It is soul sucking and gut-wrenching.
I wanted to stay updated and just help people, but it's insane the amount of literal life sucking energy that app has even amongst the silly bits.
So i want to say this to yall: PLEASE GET OFF OF TWITTER SOMETIMES.
Get your news, get your general vibe, like some posts, and gtfo until you need another BRIEF checkup. The longer you scroll, the more it sucks you bone dry and the more likely you see stupid things that make you upset.
Please please please get off there sometimes and spend some time in nature outside or at least on Tumblr.
My blog, while I wanted it to be a safe and positive space, has become a little tension filled due to this vibe i have been carrying with me, and i want it to end. I will be doing what I stated above too bc gosh, I really need my safety bubble back.
I hope you all heed this advise a little. It's okay to stay updated but scrolling for hours is not necessary and is going to take a toll of you mentally and emotionally even if you are not an empath.
3. I am thinking of doing live readings.
Idk abt the logistics yet, but I'm thinking a voice call situation so people can ask things realtime (this is lowkey bc i am tired of typing lately, hehe but pls do not blame me)
Some options are a Discord or maybe even just voice notes for my tumblr readings. Idk though. Yall lmk if you would bee interested in those!
I could also do little beginner lessons for new readers on a live format since some of yall are interested in learning tarot. It could be fun! Lmk if yall have any ideas.
That's all for now, I hope yall are doing okay. Just trust and wait!
For the outro pic, here is a pic of the cutest manhwa cat i have ever seen from this manhwa i have been reading lately:
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Love yall!! 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵
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trashyandtiredsol · 3 hours ago
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1. Oh it's "Piltover Boxing League" I thought that it was an underground fitting ring in Zaun ajfjajgjdkgj
2. HELL YEAH HELLO VI
3. She knocked that guy's jaw off in one punch god damn 💀
4. Dang she has REALLY hit rock bottom after that whole breakup incident with Caitlyn last act
5. Oh yeah deeeeefinitely definitely rock bottom
6. NO NOT THAT SCENE FROM SEASON ONE IN CAITLYN'S BED DON'T REMIND ME OF HAPPIER TIME RIGHT NOW 😭
7. Welp here's a Vi and Jinx reunion for y'all ahfjjdgjdkgkxkgj
8. Now Vi knows about the whole Vander thing yay family bonding time incoming!! 😀 (they're fighting to the death actually)
9. OKAY so Ambessa is NOT dead- only her mask thing is fucked up minus just one singular scratch (literally it's just a fucking scratch what??????????)
10. MEL MEL MEL ARE YOU ALRIGHT PLEASE BE ALRIGHT FOR FUCKS SAKE PLEASE
11. Oh fuck no she's suffering BAD D:
12. NO ELORA'S FUCKIN DEAD I WANTED TO SEE MORE OF HER D:<
13. Y'ALL WE FINALLY GET TO MEET MEL'S BROTHER KINO HELL YEAH I WAS WONDERING WHEN THAT'D HAPPEN
14. Oh joy let's go into a mine where there's probably a literal killer beast who barely even remembers you besides in glimpses 😒
15. Lol they gotta clap to keep whatever the fucks in those mines glowing
ALSO- what the fuck are those glowy things???????????? Some sort of organic crystals????
16. Jinx just ate one??????????????? AND SHE ISN'T EVEN SURE IF THOSE ARE TOXIC??????????
17. Aaaaannd they're fighting 🙄
18. Bro not Ambessa making Singed an advisor for her instead of putting him in one of those isolated/not even humane dungeons
19. Oh yo we get Medarda family lore time lessgo!!!
20. "For love." Indeed
Also YAY WE FINALLY SEE HIS DAUGHTER!! Not under the best circumstances but still- more lore!!
21. Y'all Kino's being creepy as shit moving around like that I do NOT like it one bit ajdjskgjskgjsjg
22. Y'ALL I DON'T THINK THAT'S ACTUALLY KINO THERE WAS A VOICE DISTORTED THING GOING ON JUST NOW
NUH UH THAT SOME CREEPY SHIT DUDE BACK THE FUK UP
23. YEAH HE AIN'T MEL KNOCK HIM OUT
24. NO NOW SHE'S THE ONE CHAINED UP D:
25. I hope Mel survives that- kinda seems like she will with how that scene just ended but I just want some reassurance :(
26. OH FUCK VANDER/WARWICK SNIFFED OUT ISHA'S BLOOD THIS AIN'T GOOD
27. OH IT'S SOME OLD PLACE VANDER AND SILCO USED TO GO TO/POSSIBLY LIVED IN
28. OH SHIT HE FOUND EM THAT AIN'T GOOD
29. VI AND VANDER SHOWDOWN NOW
30. Oh we getting some flashbacks with younger Vander and younger SILCO and someone named Felicia who I believe's Vi and Jinx's mom!!! Fuck ye lore drops are awesome in this show!! :D
31. OOoooh her hair looks purple!! Lol that'd be funny- plue and pink make purple and VI and Jinx got pink and blue hair (or was it blue and red??? Idk :P)
32. Their dad's name is Connol????? Weird, but fine I guess
So Felicia and Connol make Vi/Violet and Powder/Jinx- nice :3
33. Aww Vander gave her the name Violet 🥺
34. THEY'RE HUGGING I REPEAT THEY ARE HUGGING AND NOW I'M FUCKIN CRYING HELL YEAH VANDER VI AND JINX ARE HUGGING 😭
35. Aww and Isha to!!! :D
36. YO YO YO WE GETTING SOME HEXTECH SHIT NOW YAY
Also who's the one in the white cloak?? Cuz I know that ain't Viktor- Viktor is purple as fuck and doesn't have blonde hair
Also this white cloaked figure has some metal designs on their legs that is VERY similar to the arcane's design
37. JAYCE MY BOY FUCK YEAH HE RETURNS
Also- WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO HIM IN THE HEXTECH CORE THINGY!?!!!??!!
38. SALO IS THE WHITE CLOAKED FIGURE??????? HE GOT MIRACLED BY VIKTOR I BET
PLUS HE'S WALKING NOW AND- AND HE HAS THOSE METAL DESIGNS AHFJSKGKDKGI
39. HOLY SHIT I JUST FUCKIN GASPED- I NEVER GASP OUT LOUD FOR A SHOW OH MY GOD VIKTOR IS TALKING THROUGH SALO NOW HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK
But aww Viktor misses Jayce 🥺
40. Well yeah Vik Jayce's mind did suffer he just fuckin crushed Salo with his fucking wonky new hammer
Also he's saying the Arcane is a curse now so- yeah some shit definitely went down when he touched the Arcane
Tho.. I think he's probably thought about slapping Salo or something before this- though I doubt he would've actually killed him then
WELP EPISODE FIVE IS NOW FINISHED ONTO THE NEXT.. after lunch tho cuz it's currently noon and I've only had cereal today like- a few hours ago and I'm hungry
First live reaction thing
ALRIGHTY GONNA GET STARTED ON ACT 2 :D
First things first: CAITLYN AND MADDIE!???????!?!! BRO WHAT
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xxplastic-cubexx · 1 month ago
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Hi!! Your Cherik is so good and gorgeous 🤩🤩 If you don't mind wanna try to draw some Fall of X Cherik please?
thank you so much !!
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i have a couple of ideas relating to the fall of x period specifically since theres. A Lot i wanna play with, so i hope this lil thing may be a satisfactory start :]]
and the obligatory bonus:
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#xmen#xmen comics#fall of x#cherik#charles xavier#erik lehnsherr#erik magnus lehnsherr#max eisenhardt#professor x#magneto#snap sketches#for clarity on of this tag ramble im calling magneto max OK ok#sorry it took me a while to answer- ive been busy this week !#but yah like i said theres a lot of Fall Of X moments i wanna poke at#one i really wanted to doodle around was max's time with the shadow king from Resurrection of Magneto#the third issue is prob my fave in general if im so tbh .... but i wont prattle bout that ill go back to my previous prattle#i dont think i have a comic in mind prob just a doodle with shadow charles....#i mean if im devious enough i can def turn it into a comic but for now i just know i wanna do something with that#honestly even this moment i might revisit when i have more time to draw something. a lil better#i dont hate this its a sound start- but i THINK i wanna draw a smooch. a lil kiss. idk we'll see#cause im cheeky like that. 'will this be the last time i see you' 'girl idk we can kiss about it though' etc etc#god not to get off topic but im so curious what will happen with these two ... but thats for a diff post i guess#honestly if you guys have any runs i should read lemme know !! i just finished way of x and bar that ive just been reading the 60s issues#i have a couple on my list i wanna check out but im always excited to look into recs if yall think theyre worth it !!#but ya. thats all from me for now#my time is so finite this week i hope i can draw these sillies again soon .. i have a lot of ideas i fear#maybe i can sneak in one more doodle tonight ... <- doubtful
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triglycercule · 3 months ago
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"killer. what is this supposed to be?"
"oh, i commissioned one of my fans to draw art of us! isn't it totally cute??"
"well, it's definitely... something."
"... no, it's cute. but how'd you pay for it? last i heard, your balance was..."
"..."
💜/💙/❤️
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noxious-fennec · 1 year ago
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It's pomegranate season :)
A redraw of this piece from around a year ago
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imminent-danger-came · 5 months ago
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Lady Bone Demon: "Do not lament your fate child, you can rest knowing you served your purpose—destiny has found you."
(2x10 This is the End!)
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Lady Bone Demon: "A reminder: it seems you can not be trusted to willingly follow the path of destiny. But know this: If you betray me again—one misstep, one failure in any way—I will erase the very memory of you."
(3x04 The Winning Side)
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Tang: "You're wrong. I know I'm not a strong as they are. I may still be searching for my purpose—but what I do know, is that doing it alone is not the path I'm destined to take. Deep in my heart, I know my place is alongside my friends."
(3x08 Benched)
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Lady Bone Demon: "I sent you a task—you were to retrieve the Monkie King and his protégé, yet you refused the path of destiny and so there will be pain."
(3x08 Benched)
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Tang: "STOP! It was me! I mean, yeah, Macaque forced me to do it and I am definitely starting to have second thoughts on the whole thing now but- I don't know how and I don't know why, I just felt like I had to. Like it was...destiny!" Lady Bone Demon Voice Over: "Destiny can not be undone Sun Wukong."
(3x10 The Samadhi Fire)
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Lady Bone Demon: "No matter what you do, you cannot change the path of destiny." MK: "I don't know if this all happened because it was destined to, but I have to believe that I found the staff so I could use it for good." [...] "If you really believed that destiny can't be changed, you wouldn't be using every ounce of power you have to keep him contained!"
(3x14 Destiny Fulfilled)
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Lady Bone Demon: “Know this, monkey, you and I are not so different. We both fight for what we think is right—that pursuit only leads to one thing." MK: "Hmmhm. To destiny, right?" Lady Bone Demon: "No. To pain."  
(3x14 Destiny Fulfilled)
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MK: "I can't believe that worked!" Tang: "Eh, if that was destined to go wrong, then it would have!"
(4x03 The Great Tang Man)
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Tang: "If your bonds of friendships our strong, then you will always find your way back to one another!"
(4x04 Pig Napped!)
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Macaque: "Wukong was on a path of self-destruction, we all were. But when he met the monk, it set him on a different path." MK: "Ah! The path of the good guy! Making those good life choices?"
(4x11 A Lifetime of Mistakes)
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Purpose, Pain, and the Path of Destiny
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pleasedontcareaboutme · 1 month ago
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It's missing my father hours rn so imma just dump a bunch of pictures here and cry
( sorry i don't know the source of anything I just had them on my phone)
(also dont read the tags i just need to let it out lol)
#I just realized I can call him dad easier than my real dad and now I understand why am I so damn attached to him#I always knew he was a parental figure for me#but now I connected the dots#How when u have an absent dad and a d34d mom a guy shows up in ur life#that tells u life advice that both of ur parents failed to do so#and makes u feel safe the first time in ur life#ofc ud become attached#i know for sure its unhealthy how much i love and miss him#he occupies most of my thoughts honestly#But how could i not cling to him so much when he was the only one who gave me hope in life#i try to keep going and even tho he is not here i keep telling myself whatever he taught me. i keep reminding myself he wants us to live an#bloom and be free#and that's what ill try to do#but you know somedays i wish i could just disappear and be wrapped in eternal happiness#its so fucking hard to pull yourself out of the slump man im so fucking tired im so so tired#somedays i wish id have the courage to off myself but i know that deep down i want to live and ive always wanted to live but i have no idea#how to live. i feel like i finally found a purpose and someone i love. but at the same time im always doubting myself and im scared of losi#g this little hope again and i know i should cherish and use it instead but each day i have this anxiety because rn i have nothing else if#lose this i seriously will lose everything atp. but ill still try bc rn its this or death so i should try im just damn tired yes anyways#sorry for being depressing some days just dont work out but thats okay#yes at the same time i want to get out of my head and try to find some friends but i cant deny that im highkey fucked up and i just cant le#go of my past and i still feel like that helpless unloved kid and idk how to form relationships this way. i dont trust myself at all so idk#how to trust others. and i feel like in order to find ppl that would love me i have to overshare abt my whole lifestory bc it still dictate#my life heavily. and since i met this band its better cuz im learning to deal w it and i want to heal from everything but yes at the same t#me who would wqnt to be friends w. someone that has like a year of life experience and 18 years of depression lol#so yes its complicated. bc i have friends but im like the funny friend. the one that is as shallow as puddle and has no problems but honest#y im genuinely sufferint qnd have been sufferinz all my life so i want to come out of my funny friend role. but that wojld mean i have to t#ll the shit i went through to all my friends but tbh it would be so random so ye. i do have a plan though. how it could work. But yes im ti#ed have been tired for 7 years now. But this time around i hope i can successfully get out of this torture cycle lol.#ok sorry this is what happens after puberty guys i could beva research case for a damn mental institute atp xdd
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deoidesign · 6 months ago
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#ok finally making a post about meds#I've not ever tried taking medication before. I was sorta raised with that classic 'dont rely on meds you have to learn to manage without'#I mean I was also raised with the idea that therapy is stupid unless you have 'real' trauma. and also like idk.#can't stay home from school unless your temp is over 100 or you're throwing up. etc. very suck it up mindset#so I was just really nervous to start. also of course worried about losing myself or whatever I know that's a silly fear but#it's also a common fear for a reason!!! anyways#so I finally was like 'I need to do something' when I realized I was so anxious I couldnt even get myself to go outside alone#like I just don't want to do ANYTHING alone to a detrimental effect. and it was butting into my ability to do my work...#for various reasons. but then ALSO adhd has been a constant issue with my work as well!#it is SO hard to write and draw on a weekly pace like I am without being able to focus#my whole life I've had these terrible nightmares constantly and I've always woken up constantly in the night#sleep has always been terrible so I've always dreaded going to bed.. ESPECIALLy because it didnt even make me less tired#it was more something that I just did because I had to.#but going to bed was always terrible. there have been times I was too scared to go to sleep for weeks on end...#I've been mitigating this for years of course. and recently I've been taking melatonin which has been helping too.#but I've also always struggled to get up. because I've always been EXTREMELY exhausted#but also anxious of what the day might bring... idk.#anyways it has all hit a point that I was like okay. I am doing as many coping mechanisms as I can. the psych said they were good too#but... it just has never been enough. it's never been enough to make me not tired it's never been enough to make me not scared#so I finally talked to the doc about it. and she was like youve def got smth wrong basically. which yah I know.. but yknow#anyways so I started taking wellbutrin. and I am so frustrated now. because it's WORKING#that constant looming sense of dread is gone. I'm excited to get up. I'm excited to go to bed BECAUSE I'm excited to get up#I feel like for years I've been holding on to the idea that I have to get up because I have to put something good out into the world#and I've been clinging to knowing that if nothing else. I am able to help other people feel better.#but now for the first time in my life I'm like. free of it. I didnt even know it was possible... and I'm so sad how much I've lost out on#and so frustrated how my whole life I've been told to put up with it and push through it. and treated like a failure for it being too much.#and just. It has only been 2 weeks. but the lack of anxiety is SO noticeable I'm so...#I'll never miss it. the adhd is still pretty present but like whatever. I can manage that better.#and I'm just crying because of all this combined.#I just. I hope I get to finally be the best I can be now. for myself but also for you guys!
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maxthesillyy · 4 months ago
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thinking about. i dont know how to phrase this really but. chloe and frank.
like. when Chloe killed Frank i (, personally,) feel like her guilt from it was less because she killed Frank, and More because she Killed Someone (and their dog).
but!!! thats not to say she didnt feel guilty for killing Frank. because she definitely did. because on some level. despite everything. despite all of his shitty behavior. a part of her still cared for him. that tiny 15-17ish year old part in her still cared for him.
because that 15-17ish year old with intense abandonment issues in her only had. a small handful of people in her life that actually cared for her, and when THOSE few people aren’t even doing the best job at it— it’s no shit that Chloe’s standards for Good Friends are going to be Immensely dropped.
and so. it’s kind of like what happened with Rachel, but WAY less intense. when she found someone who didn’t hate her, and was willing to hang around her—after so so long of people hating her and not wanting to be around her— it makes sense that part of her would kinda latch onto them a little bit.
and so, even after all of the shit she’s learned he did— even when Frank starts to hate her— even when he threatens Max and her’s lives— part of her keeps remembering him as one of the few guys who stuck around when no one else did.
it’s just that. no matter how bad the person— if you’ve known someone for years, and they were one of the only nice people to you in a town where theres like. four people that are nice to you— it’s gonna hurt if you kill them. even if it was self defense. even if it was entirely their own fault— even if you two aren’t on even remotely good terms anymore.
ESPECIALLY for such a sentimental person like Chloe. taking that in consideration it makes me wonder. maybe she didn’t feel bad for killing Frank. maybe she felt bad for killing the person Frank used to be to her. but maybe she realized that That Frank already died long ago.
but yeah. im mentally ill. take everything i said with a grain of salt considering it is 12:07 AM.
#my thoughts are a mixture of coherentness but also just enough of radio static that i cant write much of it out Correctly#but anyways dont you think it’s a little fucked that.#and maybe im reading it wrong but#like.#she really wanted to be friends with him in bts#she was really put that position#god idk#feel free to discuss about the whole. “chloe felt bad for killing Somebody not just frank” thing. that’s not something im 100% set in stone#with LOL. im open to other interpretations of it#that isnt to say the rest of this isnt open to discussion— but that part In Particular is#this post is mostly about how “frank was chloes friend” more than anything#it’s about how. out of the entire town. the shitty drug dealer is one of the guys who gives an actual shit about her#and about how. something happened in between BTS and LIS to make them hate eachother#like YES the 5000 dollar debt but that just CANT be it can it? was it rachel’s disappearance that destroyed them?#or did frank start declining after the whole dameon thing??? WHAT CHANGED THEM…..#anyways im sure im not the first to think of this and im ready to hear other peoples opinions on it#SCREAMING AND CRYING BC CHLOE IS LITERALLY SUCH A GOOD CHARACTER BUT PEOPLE ARE TOO MISOGYNISTIC TO SEE IT RAHGDHSGSHGA#if i had a nickel for every time i said “even” “despite” or “because” in this post i’d be rich#life is strange is a game about tragedy. and. misogyny.#ALSO TAKE IN CONSIDERATION. if u read this far.#that chloe likely met frank Before she was Really Truly convinced that there was zero hope for her to find somebody who cared for her#so it took a lot less effort for someone like frank to leave an imprint on chloe atp of her life.#and also partly why it was So Much More intense with rachel#hoping to god this is coherent#lis#life is strange#chloe price#frank bowers#rachel amber#…. i really doubt it will happen
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mintypsii · 10 months ago
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i wonder how zeff would've reacted to sanji's bounty poster changing to "only alive" and then later to sanji "vinsmoke" (well known former conquerors/royalty of the north blue)
whether sanji's told zeff about germa or not, zeff would be stressed OUT
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