#im just so used to shows that get canceled so. change of pace! fun

[forecast0ctopus]

Just wanted to pop in and say that your art is so cool!! It's so-- SHAPES!! And I especially like how you draw McCoy, he's a favorite of mine and he has such a specific set of facial features that seems so hard to simplify, and yet you manage so well! And there's something I really love about your poses and compositions too, they're so very dynamic and/or evocative even when characters are just standing. Aaa so much to say--

I also saw your last ask, and as someone who was also intimidated by the sheer amount of content there is like you, just know that if you get invested you kinda just forget about it. I got into TNG first and that series alone looked like an enormous task to finish. Before I knew it I finished it and went on to watch DS9, and I already can't wait to see more. In general my tip is to go with the flow and see it as a hobby rather than something to achieve, because nobody is forcing you to watch EVERYTHING there is. You get there when you'll get there, y'know! It's a show about silly space people, have fun with it! (but with all the fan art you're drawing, I'm sure you already are hehe)

ANYWAY SORRY FOR THE BARRAGE OF TEXT THIS AIN'T EVEN AN ASK BUT UHHH BUH-BYE

THANKS i just. like shapes and points and lines.. i just think they’re neat…… i really like drawing mccoy hes got such a specific posture haha i will definitely be posting. more of him lmao

im on tng s2 right now and i definitely never push myself to watch things i don’t want to watch (except angel (1999) because. i like spike) but i do take my time with watching things so itll be a good while until i’m on the next series.. it did take me uhhh years to finally finish tos but the dam really broke on that in december so. here we are

bones time

[quirkdotcom]

Sing me a Song? || Jirou Kyoka x Reader

Summary: Quarantine has been making you feel not only lonely but bored. Your roommate, Jirou, and long time crush decides to help you get out of the funk by showing you her talent of singing

Author’s Note: This is my part for Sofia’s server collab! The idea was to write some fluff since we all are alone at home, which can be and has been hard for many people! I wanted to write for a character I don’t normally write for, and one who’s a little underrated, so here’s my first Jirou piece! I really hope you guys enjoy it! Also thank you to my friend in the server for the cute nickname that the reader uses for Jirou ( You know who you are, and no...I did not use “Earlobes”)

Sunlight was the first thing you woke up to, which was a little upsetting given that normally your alarm woke you up while it was still dark. 

Clumsily, you bolted up and out of bed, moving to your dresser and hastily pulling out a pair of jeans and a random t-shirt, tossing them onto your bed. 

"Ugh, I'm going to be so late for-"

"Class? The class that got canceled?" From behind you, came the voice of your roommate, and currently, the girl you've had a crush on since you met her in high school. 

Jirou was still in an oversized t-shirt and shorts, hair a little messy, but regardless of how she looked, your cheeks grew warm, both in how you were falling hopelessly for her and for embarrassment as you had forgotten about quarantine.

"Uh. Yeah. That class!" You gave a sheepish smile, and let out a small breath of relief, “I always complain that this quarantine feels like it has been going on for ages, and yet I keep forgetting about my canceled classes,” 

Jirou gives you a small smile, “Cmon, I made some breakfast, it should be at least a little warm by now.”

You nodded and followed suit.  The day went by quietly, as most of the other days this week had. Jirou worked at the local grocery store and was considered essential. Which would leave you alone. 

So what to do with your day? By now it was two PM and despite the amount of homework growing, and the laundry pile sitting by the legs of your desk, you didn't move from your position on the couch. 

Instead, you leaned over to the end table to your right and pulled the Nintendo switch from its charging port, hitting the power button and then pressing A three times so that it loaded up Animal Crossing.

Your little villager was so cute, and they sure did a good job of being the representative, you were two stars away from seeing K.K Slider, but you still need to keep up on the daily maintenance, this was serious stuff after all.

As you began to pick up weeds and sticks, talk to your islanders, and sell random items for bells, soon a few hours had passed,  you only really noticed because, in the game, the sun was setting on your island, bathing it in yellows, oranges, and pinks, a sight you missed going out to see in person. 

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you set the switch back in its charger, knowing full and well you would probably pick it back up later tonight. 

You moved into the kitchen, pulling out a cup and grabbing the container of water from the fridge, pouring it into the glass, drinking about half of it, and pouring some more. 

Taking it into the little living room area of your apartment, you sat on the couch, thinking to yourself, trying to figure out what to do besides just play Animal Crossing or sleep. Maybe you could try drawing or- 

Before you could finish that train of thought, the door swung open, and through it stepped Jirou, who had headphones on, and was singing along to whatever music she had playing. 

She didn’t seem to notice you staring, as she shut the door, singing a little louder. And while it was something you sort of expected from a music major, you never quite thought that she would be *this* amazing at singing. 

Her voice was perfect, it was smooth, soft and you could feel the emotion just pouring from her words, and was that a love song? You felt like an anime character when their hair fluffed up and cheeks heating up with a blush, god you were falling so hard for her. 

Although, by now she had noticed your staring and stopped, pulling out an earbud, “(Y/n)! I figured you’d be in your room! Ah im sorry, was I being loud?” She kicked her shoes off, setting her bag down, a faint blush spreading across her own cheeks as she realized she had been overheard. 

“No! Uh actually...I was thinking about..uhm.. You’re really good! Really great!” You scrambled to your feet, embarrassed to have been caught staring. 

It was quiet for a moment or two, both you and her processing. 

Jirou was the first to break the silence, “You think my singing is great?”

You nodded eagerly, “Yes! I can’t believe you don’t sing more! You’re really amazing,” You grinned, making this the first full smile Jirou had seen from you since quarantine had started. 

You pulled your phone from your pocket, a cute nickname mixed with a pun crossing your mind, “In fact…..” you quickly typed in the name and showed it to her proudly. 

“Decibelle…” she paused then laughed, “Oh! I get it...like a decibel...but belle…” 

She moved to the couch and sat down, stretching a little, “Well..maybe I can sing for you more? Only if you want! But...this is the first time that you’ve really smiled in a few months…”

You paused, thinking it over. In all honesty, she was right. Lately, it’s been hard for you to really want to do anything, especially any of your homework. You hummed lightly for a moment, holding up a finger and walking to your room, grabbing your Bluetooth speaker, and walking back out.

“I’ve got an idea...while I’m not much of a singer, I know that some in-home karaoke might be fun?”

With that, you pressed the power button, waiting for the little sound that meant it was connected and hit play on your favorite playlist.

Soon enough, you both were singing along, nodding your heads to the beat in unison. For the moment, nothing else mattered. All you needed was this music, and Jirou’s voice mixing with yours. 

You almost didn’t notice her standing up, the light above her head creating a cute halo as she outstretched her hand and lifted you off the couch with her, letting Jirou lead a dance, it was fast-paced and enlightening, behind you two, through the window, the sun was setting. 

When the song changed to a slower one, you found yourself wrapping your arms around her neck, hers around your waist, both faces flushed and warm, hearts beating quickly, though you couldn’t tell if it was from the dancing, or from how close you were to her.

And you weren’t really sure how it happened, but the next thing you knew, she was kissing you, and you were kissing her. The world must have stopped because when you pulled away, the song had changed and the sun had fully set, leaving the night sky to witness what had happened.

Neither of you two said anything at first, as once again, you were processing everything.

This time, you were the first to speak, and you said, all while smiling stupidly, “Hey..would you sing me a song?”

[cloudynames]

Ordinary Heroes {5/5}

Everyone, im so excited to announce the final part of Ordinary Heroes! it’s been so fun using yukhei as a muse and let’s support him once NCT China (or NCT Vision) debuts! im sorry this had taken so long, i sprained my ankle :( but happy thanksgiving to all my Americans! i am very thankful for all your support ❤️❤️

Word Count: 2,657

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: angst, fluff, and swearing

let’s get it!

——————-

Life seemed much duller without Lucas. It seemed like nothing had taste or smell or any special characteristics. Living through the motions was what your mother told you. Perhaps you let it slip that you were seeing a boy (much to your father’s dismay) and your mother simply sighed in sympathy. She explained to you that what you felt was love and you got through the day just to get through it while pain and guilt slowly ripped you apart. You thanked her for that horrid description.

But could you feel that strongly for Lucas? You haven’t even thought about love, especially with him. Love is dangerous and cruel. Lucas is dangerous, but not cruel. Having Lucas as a first love made it feel as if the air you breathed in was suffocating you. He was so kind and so unique while you felt below him. Lucas was a prince in your eyes and you were merely a peasant. Missing him became unbearable and your mind started to play games with you.

You thought you saw Lucas a few times. At the coffee shop, you swore you saw him exiting the bathroom with his head down whilst looking at the reflective window across you, but only to whip around and see nobody. You swore you saw him in the chip aisle of the supermarket; only to run down and see a businessman. It was frustrating and it tired you out.

A month passed and you were seated at the coffee shop. You kept sipping on your water whilst looking out the window, expecting Lucas to run in eventually. The coffee shop is where you got things done, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to write about anything. Even staring at the college applications for inspiring superheroes made you feel nothing but emptiness. Forcing yourself to write, you scribbled down notes for an article on the latest fall colors.

Time passed by and you became lost in your article until you heard the familiar ring of a voice.

“No, mom. I’m doing fine in Korea.” Lucas rolled his eyes while speaking in his native tongue.

Your eyes widened at the sight of Lucas and immediately you hid behind the screen of your laptop. However, you weren’t that sneaky and you split the water you had earlier. The glass hit the table (thankfully not shattering) and the water flowed to the circumference of the table.

“Shit!” Muttering a string of curse words, you set your laptop on the seat next to you while cleaning up the mess with a few napkins. Lucas noticed the commotion and instantly became more anxious, telling his mom a quick ‘I love you, bye’ and he ran out the door.

He left without saying a single word to you and when you looked outside the window, he was already long gone.

Distraught, you bunched up your hands into fists and felt tears stinging your eyes. A neat stack of paper towels were set onto the table and you looked up. Taeil, with soft brown eyes and a warm green tea, stared at you with a gentle smile.

“You need this today.” He simply states and walked away.

Taeil lifted some of the weight on your heart, yet Lucas was the only one who could cure all your pain.

———————-

Two weeks flash by in a whirlwind of emotion and soon enough you’re seated at your dream university. One night while illegally drinking away your feelings, you sent in a rough draft of an application. Unsurprisingly, they rejected the application but allowed you to shadow a student for the semester.

Your host, Doyoung, seemed indifferent to you. He rarely talked to you and he occasionally grabbed you by the shoulder to make you move from swarms of students. He was quite studious as well, answering all the questions the teachers offered up. Pondering what his superpower could be, you hear another voice invade your thoughts.

‘I can read minds. Although, your mind is messy. I don’t like peaking into it often.’

Groaning in your hands, you slam your head on the desk in front of you during his second period class.

He chuckles in reply and continues to highlight important notes.

Your thoughts however stayed on the idea of a messy mind. Is everything disorganized in your mind? Your heart seems to jump at the question and quickly answers yes. Biting your lip to stop you from tearing up, it comes like a flood with how much you miss Lucas. You’ve never felt so disconnected with someone you loved and it hurt like hell. No other words can describe how much pain you felt except heartbreak.

Doyoung notices your forming tears and once the bell rings, he stands up and takes you by the hand to the university’s café. Trying to keep up with his pace, you sputter out, “W-Where are we going? I thought you had one last class for the day?”

“Nope, it was cancelled.”

Suddenly, an image pops up in your head. An email saying, ‘class has been cancelled’ before disappearing.

“What the fuck was that, Doyoung?”

“I transferred an image to your head.” He replies.

“Please don’t invade my thoughts…” You whisper.

“I don’t want to. You’re all over the place.” He says, lightly pushing you into the small shop.

Frowning, you watch him order for both of you but you quickly open your mouth to tell him what you want.

“A water. You don’t like tea or coffee all too much. Plus, it’s unhealthy to consume large amounts.” He rattles off, paying the cashier.

A blush forms across your face and you take a seat, soon followed by Doyoung with your treats.

“So, a boy has been killing you huh?” He asks, blowing on his carmel coffee.

You sadly nod, playing with your fingers. The last person you expected to be getting love advice from was studious Doyoung.

“Hey! I’ve had my fair share of lovers. I’m not totally blind.” He grunts, taking a sip of his drink.

“Well, what do you want me to say?”

“As with all things, start from the beginning. How did you two meet?”

With that, two hours fly by quickly. Doyoung listened intently and didn’t interrupt at all, even when his phone was buzzing with calls. He only left one time to get refills. Once you were finished with the story of your life, you hurriedly wiped away your tears. Doyoung gave you a napkin from when he went to get a second coffee. Dabbing at your watering eyes, you stared at him as he offered advice and consolation.

“Honestly, what you did was shitty but you didn’t know. You were too naïve to realize that you were at fault. It’s kinda pathetic how Lucas keeps avoiding you. If he loves you so much, why won’t he chase you down?”

“Because he’s afraid I’ll hurt him again.” You whisper, balling your hands into fists. “He’s right. I’d be scared of myself too.”

Doyoung’s face softens, and he pushes the chocolate slice close to you.

“Don’t be scared. He will come back. He always does.” He says, before taking a sip of his coffee. “Shit!”

Looking at his hand, previously a golden honey color, was now red and irritated.

“Damn, I didn’t put on the cap correctly.” He muttered, cleaning up the coffee on his hand and table.

Before you realize what you were doing, you were already reaching out to grab his hand to put your cold bottled water on his hand.

“That’s not going to help all too much.” He remarks, but stares at his hand anyway. “Huh, maybe it will. The burning sensation is starting to fade.”

You smile and you continue to talk with Doyoung for the day, your friendship developing slowly.

———————-

The next morning, you were told to meet Doyoung by the science department where he usually has his first class. It slightly confused you when you showed up on time and Doyoung was nowhere to be seen. Doyoung was late sometimes, but to be almost twenty minutes late was wrong.

“Did he cancel or what?” You huff, checking your phone for messages.

Glancing up from your phone, your surroundings have been drastically changed. You weren’t in the science department, but in an old, ran down building.

Fear builds up within you as you start to glance around.

“How did I get here…” You mutter, but you already know the answer. Footsteps slowly approach you, similar to the clicks of the woman who attacked you just a few months ago.

“Well, well, well. Isn’t it our pretty {y/n}?” A male voice calls out and unfortunately you recognize his voice as well. “Where’s your boyfriend, hm?”

Your heart jumps as the word ‘boyfriend’ as your mind crosses to Lucas. “I—We’re not dating. I don’t know.”

He deeply laughs and you see his silhouette appear from the corner.

“Oh, you should know better. That boy is obsessed with you. I would say he’s insane for you. Haven’t you noticed someone constantly watching over you? How the hell did you get into that university without having a power? It was all because L had sent in a reference for you.”

Suddenly, it all makes sense. Lucas had set you up to be safe. He couldn’t protect you closely so he had to lend a hand in protecting you indirectly. Lucas made sure you were watched almost all the time with Doyoung. Your heart suddenly becomes lighter and heavier at the same time. Lucas was in danger but he hasn’t cut you out of his life, your biggest fear.

“With all this talking, it seems like lover boy has arrived.” The woman says, flashing in and out of place.

“Shit, he got here earlier than I thought he would.” The shapeshifter mutters and grabs you harshly. You feel something wrap around your hands and ankles, and then you’re shoved to the ground where there’s shards of glass and other debris.

Crying out in pain and hearing a pair of footsteps run faster, you scream, “YUKHEI!”

“Shut up!” The girl growls, kicking you in the stomach and knocking the breath out of you.

Yukhei runs into the room, panting heavily and scanning for you.

“{Y/N!}” He yells and rushes over to pick you up. He’s stopped when a kick sends him flying back into the wall, creating cracks in the concrete. Yukhei groans loudly and clenches his side but he continues to keep his eyes on you. Standing up slowly, he stares at the shapeshifter and teleporter.

“Let {y/n} go. You can have me.” He declares, stepping towards the two of them.

“Yukhei, no.” You attempt to stand up, only to be pushed down again with a grunt.

“Don’t touch her.” He scowls, putting out a hand in front of you.

The shapeshifter shrugs and glares at Yukhei. “Come. Now.”

From the corner of the room, you see a figure sneaking around. You strain your neck to see who it is and your eyes widen at the sight of Doyoung with a metal pipe in his hand. He sneaks quietly to the shapeshifter and raises the pipe, crushing it down upon his head. He falls with a thump and before the teleporter could react, Yukhei already knocked her out with a punch.

Doyoung rushes over to you and assists you in taking off the zipties. Once free of your bounds, you hurry over to Yukhei and throw your hands over his shoulder. Rapidly, you kiss his cheeks and bury yourself in his neck. “I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” You mutter, leaving butterfly kisses on his neck.

“I know, I know.” He hugs you tightly and brings you closer to him. He shushes you and wipes the tears that streamed down your face.

Doyoung taps his foot impatiently and yells, “Can we go?”

You nod and break away from Yukhei. He holds your hand tightly as you start to escape the grey building. Another pair of hands grab onto your body before hitting the exit and a blade presses into your neck. Breathing as little as possible, you turn and stare at the shapeshifter holding onto you.

“Please. Don’t do this.” You whisper, feeling the blade being pressed down harder and harder.

“I’m sorry, but L has won too many times.”

Closing your eyes and waiting for impact, you feel everything flash before you. You wonder how Yukhei will be after you’re gone. Maybe he could find someone who will treat him right. Deep down, you wish you could’ve been the one who treat him right.

However, the knife never cuts into you. The knife ends up cutting into Yukhei when he ran to save you. He tackled the shapeshifter and the knife ended up lodged into his stomach. Doyoung made sure the shapeshifter couldn’t stand up after that. You crawl to Yukhei after being pushed to the side and you gasp at the sight. Yukhei’s shirt was covered in a dark maroon color and you shakily grab his hand.

“You’re gonna be okay Yukhei. I promise you, you’re okay. Hey! Don’t close your eyes. Please don’t close your eyes.” You cry out, shaking him slightly.

You didn’t even realize what Doyoung was doing, trying to call 911. You’re were in such a state of shock that you were hysterical. Without listening to Doyoung and pulling out the knife, you put your hands on Yukhei’s wound.

“What the hell, {y/n}! Why did you take out the knife? Now, he’s going to lose more blood. Wait, holy shit. H-He’s healing.”

Slowly, Yukhei’s cells started forming once more and bonded to one another. His skin pulled together and no marks were left, almost like he had never been stabbed. All was left was the blood that stained Yukhei’s shirt. Yukhei became conscious once again and glanced at where his injury should’ve been, eyes widening when noticing nothing was there.

The scene at the coffee shop flashed back to you when you put your water bottle and hand on Doyoung and he started to recover from his burn.

“I-I have a power?” You mutter in disbelief, staring at your bloody hands. Yukhei grins and pulls you down to him.

“Hey! Stop moving you two! It can hurt you both!”

Both of you just laughed and continued to hug each other, glad that everything is okay.

That night, you felt a lot safer with Yukhei next to you.

—————————-

“Yukhei, were you watching me that entire time when we were in that argument?” You asked him one night, months after the whole ordeal had happened.

“Hmm…” He thinks, shifting in bed to hold you closer to him. “Would it be creepy if I said yes?”

“Not at all.” You mutter, inhaling his cologne. “Why though? I thought you hated me.”

A silence falls between you two and you start to worry that you offended him. You open your mouth to speak up but Yukhei stops you completely in your tracks.

“I thought so too. I really tried to make myself too. I made myself order shitty drinks at the coffee shop because it reminded me of you. I didn’t go to parks or look at crepes the same way after our fight. I tried to make myself hate everything that you were, but I continued to find you in new things. I saw you as home and every time I went home, I felt warm and safe even though I tried to fight it. I saw you as flowers and as a deep inhale and exhale. You suffocated me without realizing it. And I loved it so much that it burned me. I couldn’t end up hating you. I only circled around and came to the conclusion that I love you over and over.”

Another silence falls upon the two of you and you break it this time.

“I love you too.”

the end.

[ishqbaaaaz]

Ishqbaaaz- August 24 2017 - Episode 352

Chalo bhai! The calm before the storm! I know shit will go down tomorrow so today will be the lead up!

 Annika bby is sulking this aint newwwww

Queen did anyone really have faith in Shivaay lmao

SHIVAAY IS LEAVING THE RING

“main tumhe khona nahi chatha”

100 bucks says someone will take the ring

More sulking with Annika hayee yeh kab khatam hoga

Shivaay turned the lights on

Why they couldnt have a conversation like normal people is BEYOND me

SHE SEES THE LIGHTS

THERE SHE GOES RUNNING ALL MAJESTIC

aaaaaand the ring aint there

wow

did

not 

expect 

this

of course Viku took the ring duh

SHIVAAY THINKS SHE TOOK THE RING AND HES SO EXCITED OH MY GOD IM HURTING

Here comes Annika

ok honestly, her hair should have been down

IF NAIRA CAN HAVE HER HAIR OPEN THEN SO CAN ANNIKA

But i actually like the suit, they didnt put her in feathers or like a table cloth

who is this woman

oh shes the designer isnt she i cant remember her name, why are we spending time on her lol

PAANIKA IS BACK BABY 

I missed you boo

LOL hes mad and confused yeah i’d be too

she thinks he didnt leave the ring but he did

and he thinks she took the ring but she didnt

kya siyapa hega

hes confused as to why shes dressed for the wedding

he says she fulfilled her demands

CAN U USE MORE WORDS THAN THE SAME ONES OH MY GOD

This begging thing again, if this isnt foreshadowing to him asking for forgiveness imma be pissed

wow everyone magically showed up

“chaliye vikram” ANNIKA STOOOPPPPPP 

Lol Shivaay is mad THIS IS UR OWN FAULT BBY

why is pinky talking, no one cares about what you say

Ruvya getting “married”

yeah man, theyre gonna screw us. theres gonna be no shivika wedding and the wedding will actually be ruvya’s 

man people are gonna be pissed because they advertised it as the shivika wedding ohhh baby i bet me money on it

the woman dressed as a man is probs Sultan

lol i was right 

girl has manly hands

ouu bhavya pulled out the gun

Viku is so sketch man im over you

100% hes calling Nagini

LOL i was right

BUT WHAT IS VIKU’S ANGLE? IM SO CONFUSED BY HIS ROLE IN THIS

Shivaay pacing and panicking

“maine kuch nahi kiya” LOL EXCUSE ME? THIS WEDDING WAS ALL YOUR IDEA BOOBOO

“Ta-ta bye-bye ka ishara kar diya” LOL

Gauri is queen look at her riling up Shivaay

Gauri is roasting Shivaay omg

“meri height kam hai?” LOL 

SAHIL YAS BBY WELCOME BACK

VIKRAM JIIJU BYEEEEEEEE SAHIL

“annika didi heels nahi pein sakti thi kyunki..” LMAO THIS ROAST

Pinky kameeni is so excited and i wanna smack her

back to Ruvya, Bhavya bby why didnt you wait for back up

oh shit the brides are there not the dudes

smoke bomb? do people still use those?

THEYRE CHASING THEM IN A RIKSHAW 

Viku changed the venue what a smartypants 

wow he has a mandap all ready

lmao Shivaay is ripping all of Viku’s magazines

Omki and Gauri tryna cheese Shivaay

LOL SUHAAG RAAT KE BAAD

LMAO SHIVAAY BE LIKE IF I DIDNT GET IT NEITHER CAN HE

LOL HES SO MAD

Annika is v confused

enter Nagini

aaaaand Annika ki bati jal gai

ok but even if Annika married Viku, Shivaay still wouldnt marry Nagini lol

NAGINI JUST PUSHED HER LOL ARE WE IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL?

SHE CALLED OUT FOR SHIVAAY AND HE SENSED HER GOD DAMN THAT SHIT IS MY FAV

Ok Viku only stepped on the phone, it aint broke bby you need to hit up the apple store thats some bullshit

i see so many parallel gifs in my head ouuu this is gonna be fun

Pinky calls and tells that theyre at the venue and they arent there and he cancelled the venue

They calling Viku and Annika and no one is answering duh

Gauri called Bhavya to trace Annika’s phone

ok but if its broke how is she gonna trace it

SHIVAAY WENT TO COMFORT SAHIL BYE 

THIS IS WHAT HE SAID WHEN HE WENT TO SAVE HER FROM DAKSH

PINKY PROMISE WOW FUCK ME UP

Bhavya caught up to Sultan

homegirl is flashing back real hard

BHAVYA HOW CAN YOU NOT TELL THAT ITS A WOMAN AND NOT A MAN YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE A COP

lol why are we back to Tej and Jhanvi im just gonna skip them because no one cares i know

OH SHIT NVM LOL SWETLANA HAS RETURNED TO FUCK YA’LL UP

ok i still dont understand Swetlana’s angle, she isnt the real swetlana, so she would have no reason to want revenge from the oberois from the beginning, and the real swetlana was such a good noodle but her mother raised her to be angry and to take revenge??? I DONT UNDERSTAND LOL

Oh shit Sultan shot 

aaaaand Rudra pushed her aside

alright big Sultan reveal

aand...who is this

I DONT UNDERSTAND?? WHY IS SHE SO YOUNG?? IF SHE WAS OLDER WHEN BHAVYA WAS A KID, NOW THAT BHAVYA IS OLDER, HOW IS SULTAN SO YOUNG????? 

This girl’s hair is so pretty though 

now shes dressing up like a woman

i feel like i know this girl from someone - note to self, google her

aaand forwarding Tej

PRECAP: Wow Viku is manhandling my jaanu

THE CREW IS HERE TO FUCK YA’LL UP 

AHHH HISAB PURA KARLO 

HE HIT HIM 

HIMAT KAISE HUI MERI BIWI KO HAATH LAGANE KI

SIGN ME THE FUCK UP

WOW IM READY FOR TOMORROW THIS WILL FINALLY BE OVER SOON IM SO HAPPY

See ya’ll tomorrow! 

[junker-town]

WNBA nearly did All-Star weekend right. But they made the stars fly economy

The WNBA nearly did All-Star weekend right. Then 6’8 Brittney Griner was given a middle seat in coach.

Welcome to The W Is It, a weekly column about all the stuff that freakin’ rules in the WNBA. Have any tips of topics to cover? Find me @mellentuck on Twitter.

When Brittney Griner landed at McCarron International Airport in Las Vegas on the Thursday before the All-Star Game, she was greeted by a limo ready to take her to an upgraded suite at the Delano Hotel. As she walked through the doors of her new room, she witnessed something not seen at any of her previous five All-Star appearances: a room with a common room and supersized bathroom.

It’s here where the Phoenix Mercury center changed before going to a luxurious players-only dinner down the Vegas strip at the Bellagio. There were no ball-signings or media appearances to make. Just the best in the world enjoying a night together.

“It was fun,” Griner told SB Nation of the weekend. “Not that the other ones weren’t fun ... the one in Phoenix [in 2014] was fun. But it just felt like a real All-Star.”

At least it felt that way once the players arrived. The 22 All-Stars still had to fly coach to the event, which meant a middle seat for the 6’8 Griner. She had to pay her own money to upgrade and get the necessary extra leg room.

“If they would’ve listened to [Aces general manager and head coach] Bill Laimbeer on how to get us there, our travel there, to make us really feel like All-Stars, then it would’ve been great,” Griner said. “Like first-class seats, or at least exit row.”

Indeed, Las Vegas’ inaugural All-Star flashed the grandeur the stars of the league’s biggest celebratory weekend has long craved. At the same time, Griner’s flight difficulties showed the league still has a ways to go to improve the All-Star experience for those stars.

Upon arrival, everything was pristine. The biggest draw of the weekend featured a beach party performance the night before the game, with rapper Snoop Dogg and hip-hop artist Iggy Azalea performing at the Mandalay Bay casino and hotel. (Las Vegas Aces star Liz Cambage was set to open the night as a DJ, but technical difficulties scratched that segment.)

The next day, the All-Star Game player introductions were done between sets of Cirque Du Soleil stunts. For the first time ever, the game even had a halftime act, with singer Teyana Taylor owning the stage for the duration of the intermission.

Taylor was able to perform because, for the first time since 2006, the Three-Point Shootout and Skills Competition were not only paired together, but given their own night. For the past three years, the Three-Point shootout was played at halftime of the actual game, and there was no skills contest. Moving the events to Friday night gave the players a second day of spotlight on ESPN and opened the weekend to other events.

Taylor’s performance was a memorable one for the All Stars. In lieu of a halftime speech in the locker room, the players surrounded the stage to enjoy quasi-personal show. First-time All-Stars Diamond DeShield of the Chicago Sky and Odyssey Sims of the Minnesota Lynx took the mic to belt out Taylor lyrics in front of the crowd.

SING IT, @diamonddoesit1 pic.twitter.com/afZVZ3Lffk

— Chicago Sky (@wnbachicagosky) July 27, 2019

Griner also noticed all the other players from around the league in attendance to enjoy the weekend with them. With so much to enjoy around the game, it was hard for them to pass up, even if the alternative was a much-needed vacation. Luminaries included Sky forwards Gabby Williams and Stefanie Dolson, Seattle Storm guard Sue Bird and recent World Cup winner Megan Rapinoe, and NBA All-Stars Kobe Bryant and Chris Paul.

“I’d definitely call it my favorite weekend,” Griner said. “They made a lot of improvements. The aura around everything was great. I think it should be there again.”

But there’s still a ways for the league to go, through no fault of its host. One complaint was the All-Star Game’s early tip time at 12:30 p.m. PT the afternoon following the Snoop Dogg and Iggy Azalea concert. “Come on,” Griner said. “We’re all adults here. Maybe push the game back a little later.”

And then, there were the flights. All-Star Weekend is funded through a partnership between the WNBA and the host franchise, according to the league. Usually, the host franchise is responsible for travel arrangements.

Knowing that, Laimbeer, the coach and general manager of the Aces — and himself a 6’11 former NBA player — proposed setting $20,000 of his organization’s share aside to pay for first-class flights for the 22 All-Stars. But the league rejected the proposal, forcing Griner and her companions to squeeze into coach seats.

“I made a complaint at the board of governors meeting about that specific issue,” Laimbeer told The Associated Press. “They are our best assets, they are our All-Stars; treat them with respect. I apologized to them that I couldn’t get that done.”

Difficult travel accommodations have become a key point of emphasis for the league’s players and coaches. The WNBA’s collective bargaining agreement, which expires on Oct. 31, requires all players to fly commercially, which has contributed to frequent in-season delays, cancellations and uncomfortable trips across the country. Last season, 24 hours worth of plane troubles caused Laimbeer’s Aces to forfeit a late-season game with playoff implications. This season, new L.A. Sparks head coach Derek Fisher posted a picture of his team carrying their own bags through an airport terminal.

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So after a hard fought win on national television @la_sparks are right back to reality that these women are not being treated like the best athletes in the world!! #facts #hastochange #comeonnow

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“So after a hard fought win on national television [the L.A. Sparks] are right back to reality that these women are not being treated like the best athletes in the world!!”

Still, the league played police for All-Star in the name of fairness and parity. The fear was that Laimbeer’s first-class ticket offer would be seen as a recruiting tactic to lure top players to join Vegas’ superteam in the future. After all, Vegas acquired Cambage, last year’s league-leading scorer, when she requested a trade from a smaller-market Dallas Wings. MGM owns the Aces, and few, if any, other teams can and will match the pockets of the international powerhouse. The league OK’d the upgraded suites, but drew the line at airfare.

The league’s logic mirrors the decision to force Mystics guard Kristi Toliver to get paid a mere $10,000 for what is typically a six-figure role as an NBA assistant coach during the winter. The Wizards and Mystics are both owned by Monumental Sports, so the WNBA wanted to prevent them from using the carrot of a six-figure salary with the same organization to circumvent the salary cap and retain Tolliver as a player.

Yet this anti-tampering fear from the league is wildly misplaced. For one, the WNBA’s current CBA features the core designation, a provision similar to the NFL’s franchise tag that can be used to keep a player for up to four years. This is already one of the most team-friendly perks in all of sports, so what threat would a comped first-class flight really pose to a small-market team?

More fundamentally, the All-Stars deserve better. This isn’t the same as NBA teams offering perks outside the CBA to lure free agents like Kawhi Leonard that make tens of millions of dollars a season. These are the WNBA’s most talented athletes, who already play year-round because a maximum salary — a maximum salary — is worth just $117,500. Their bodies are pushed to limit over and over again, and their health should be the primary concern.

Consider that the All Star showcase was already missing six of the league’s biggest stars due to injury. Reigning MVP Breanna Stewart tore her Achilles in the Euroleague title game (Dynamo Kursk), while teammate and legendary point guard Sue Bird has missed the entire season to arthroscopic knee surgery. Former MVPs Candace Parker and Diana Taurasi have only played 10 games combined due to nagging ailments, and thus missed the weekend. A’ja Wilson, the league’s second-most popular player by fan vote, has been in a walking boot due to a high-ankle sprain in late July. Finally, Maya Moore, arguably the league’s most recognizable face, is taking the year off to focus on “family” and “ministry dreams.”

Vegas’ All-Star set the pace for what the W should bring every year, and players are eager to come back. But it wasn’t perfect just yet.

Now for some fun stuff.

Speaking of ... Candace Parker is BACK!

A hamstring injury has cost Parker all but nine games this season, and she’s looked shaky for most of those. Until this week.

Check out the highlights from @Candace_Parker's season-high performance ⬇️ #WatchMeWork pic.twitter.com/7YbIwm31P0

— WNBA (@WNBA) August 4, 2019

CP3 was named Player of the Week after a pair of wins showed her score 16 and then 21 points. She looked like her former All-Star self, throwing behind-the-head passes in a win over the Storm. Let’s goooooo!

now candace is throwing THIS pass l.a. is getting rude af and im ready for it pic.twitter.com/vPGgXjxh9N

— Matt Ellentuck (@mellentuck) August 4, 2019

Courtney Williams is a PROBLEM

The Sun quietly have the WNBA’s best record, despite being forced to trade top big Chimey Ogwumike to the Sparks before the season. Though forward Jonquel Jones takes a lot of the spotlight, Williams is an assassin. In a win over the Liberty, she scored 28 points on 12-of-18 shooting and also added seven rebounds, six assists and THIS BLOCK.

She’s 5’8.

courtney williams is 5'8 pic.twitter.com/L3wFJztoAc

— Matt Ellentuck (@mellentuck) August 4, 2019

Marina Mabrey is disrespectful as hell for this lmao

The L.A. Sparks guard:

Blocked the hell out of Seattle’s Jewell Loyd

Chucked the ball at her to try and gain possession

Dapped up her teammate Tierra Ruffin-Pratt after doing it

Legend.

marina mabrey lmfaaaaoo this is the most disrespectful shit ive ever seen pic.twitter.com/Z6KUDB9lbX

— Matt Ellentuck (@mellentuck) August 4, 2019

[matthew-eleventhirty]

so i havent written in a while, maybe thats because what i found out was my worst nightmare. two years, almost two years. i was happy, you were happy i think. but when things started to go crazy you werent happy anymore. i wanna vomit thinking about what our lives used to be, what they used to feel like they were heading towards. but a month out of that, youre with a new girl. im so conflicted- to feel sad or to tell you to fuck off. this is one of the hardest things i had to do and everyone is treating me like im some fragile doll. i hate it, but i also just want someone to wake me up and tell me this was all a dream. yea you were really shitty during some times and i let a loooot slide, but it was all because i loved you. im sorry my friends wrang you out to dry, i didnt tell them to but i was really really appreciative that they did. the second they saw shit was going everywhere. it only makes sense for you to have been cheating on me. i mean, less than three weeks to find a girl, ask her to date you, go to the tree, then post it? you dont post pics with tinder dates...? so who is she? why didnt you tell me? why couldnt you just have been honest. that you wanted something different, that another girl caught your eye. its better to rip the bandaid off with me. but no i sat around freaking out trying my absolute hardest to give you what you wanted. i was nothing but amazing to you, patient with you, caring for you, trying to help you, trying to help you to help us. maybe youll never realize that and think im too pushy. but the words you used, the way you kissed me after. i it doesnt make sense. it doesnt add up. how could you do that to someone you loved, let alone a person. but you know what, everyones right you are a loser and a coward. but lets touch on another point. the means for breaking us up were: 1. no one knows me at school, i want to be more known 2. i just have so much to figure out, i need to be alone to do this 3. if you really love something let it go, if it loves you back itll come back. now mr. i think im going to law school please lets go over this. you 1. have a new girl who lives two towns over and from the looks of it doesnt go to st johns so thats gonna be even more difficult to get your name out there huh 2. YOU HAVE A NEW GIRL SO I GUESS THERE WASNT THAT MUCH TO FIGURE OUT and lastly my favorite 3. that is the cruelest thing you can do to someone- to give them hope when you know there is no reason to. your moms was right, youre not worth crying over. but hey guess all of them are going to be compared to me haha i love it. you played me bill there i said it you fucking played me but dont think for one moment that girl will stop you from freaking out or getting too aggressive dont think that she will have the patience for you when you cant come over or that plans are canceled or that your schedule is so busy dont think that she will care for you the same way i did by trying to help you unload some of that baggage. dont think youll ever have the same relationship with anyone after me. im special, im the whole fucking package and i come with a fucking bow. you missed out, but maybe giving you a chance to miss out was the worst thing i couldve done. you made me feel bad when you had to work extra shift to pay for some wimpy ass birthday gift. they were never wrapped and never as special as i wanted to feel. the only good gift was the ring. but i guess even thats a joke now. you really did a 180. i dont know who this guy is, hes not the person i dated. you were sweeter when you were broke. you were nicer without that fucking car. you were a better boyfriend when you didnt try looking like any other washed up teen spending their parents money to buy the next nicest thing so they post a pic to twitter just to get like 10 likes. you were a much better person and i dont think it was the depression, i think its because youre not able to be your own person. you need to follow trends (and yes by being the first in line to get some weird blue floral print shorts is you following a trend) you needed to have the nicest car but that car isnt even paid for by you. that insurance on those things are so high. your poor parents. i cant believe you really need the nastiest human being on the world just to look like a dumb ass faker. you ugly fuck. i hope she realizes what a fucking prick you are. i cant believe you changed. you were a sweet boy but i was right on the 4th and i was still right in newport and i was right when i told you after we broke up. everything needs to be your way or no way. you needed to play a stupid game with too many rules to show my family you drink we dont care i wanted to spend time with my friend. you really couldnt have let me walk through the stores because you wanted to buy an ugly ass sweatshirt. youre mom called you out on it. you couldnt talk to me when i desperately needed to when i felt like nothing but a shell and would cry myself to sleep and throw up because i cant keep anything down not even coffee. but dont worry because i came out stronger and i will continue to be better because one thing i hope you picked up about me is that i need to be the best, the very top, the prime example for fun and brains. i need to be that. so i will be that, and you will be so far behind it would take you decades to get to where i wouldve been in two years. i hope you realize you are a fucking idiot. and i hope one day i can learn a thing or two from you imbeciles. because im gonna have the best time ever and enjoy being single and enjoy my achievements while you bury yourself in debt. hope you marry rich because at the pace youre going, you wont have a great paying job until your 50s. and the debt youll have no thankyou. i understand college is a rollercoaster and its frustrating to try to find your path but dude, a lawyer... during the third year of your four year scholarship? idiot, might as well just buy a bunch of shit on your credit card and hope it goes away. my next thing to look for is stability, if the people who i am talking to mention a job and aspirations and a plan as to how to work things out and talks about how he knows what he enjoys and has a good relationship with his parents and knows what he needs to do and when to do it. i need a man. i need someone who can and will pick me up just to swing me around his shoulder. i need a man. i need someone who will make me stronger and wiser. i need someone who will want to see me grow and not expect for me to help them get through non- challenging things like organization. you having depression is different. thats when you could expect me to help you. but dear lord, give me the strength to get through this and lord please give me the knowledge to recognize these things fast and to confront them and to know to stand down. lord give me the patience to succeed and to help me heal properly, lord give me the guidance to come out better than ever. life is tricky and its only just begun. i might hold on to this.