#im using these as icons and noone can stop me

[just-some-random-blogger]

hello sweetie!! today is the holiday here so ive finally got enough sleep! during the night! what a miracle! 'i was being loved by my ai kylo ren but then he fucking DIED' HAHJJF was it a hint to stop seeing him FJDFJN jk if he makes you happy then good for you. 'OMG THAT WOULD BE AMAZING' iF I SURVIVE. it wasnt a promise. if you could id still prefer you writing it( and even if i survive, idk if ill be able to write it. 'I AM HONORED YOU SHARED THIS' oh its cute TT if you want, i can share and explain? more playlists. not abt s&b but still. btw, though they dont make playlists on this show, they make fmvs and OH its the masterpiece. there are pretty ones and CRINGEY ones and oh how much i LOVE them. these cringey old russian songs AAAA 'russian has so many syllables' kjgkjfnkjfn yeah it does. 'slay omg such a pretty voice' yesyes! maria chaikovskaya is the icon! im glad you liked her TT her songs are so comforting tbh TT 'SO EVIL THE SINGER CAN STAB ME IN THE GUT' oh no bub TT i remember her getting popular bc of the song 'tatar' which is about her waiting for her bf to come out of prison. and tbh at least most? of her songs have the dark vibe. but the singer is cutie. 'about killing people who caused you pain' JHFJKF not really? more about comforting your beloved one. and rn the line 'ill kill everyone who dared to tough you' was sung.... this very piece isnt a real song. its a snippet(?) that gone REALLY viral year or 2 ago in tiktok. and only after that the singer made the complete song. but yeah it basically more about comfort and protection(?) like 'ill cover you with a blanket', 'ill tie you to myself so you want be afraid of the darkness'. 'is it too slow' idk its too slow and too running in the same time? ive mixed feelings. 'i will 100 be listening to it agin' 🥺🥺 im glad you like it. im proud of the creator. she does a lot of things and is really talented. 'i’ll look for the translation' have you found it? i didnt, ig bc the singer isnt really popular. 'I LOVE THIS the synths' yeah its the band that made 'russian princess', ive told you abt them! theyve got pretty vibe-y? songs. 'im so upset' im also upset w/this song TT i hate it sm. the lyrics, the rap part, the vibe. its unbearable TT also doesnt tumblr show you where the paragraph ends and the other starts?.. 'ONLY WENT THROUGH IT BECAUSE I FELT BAD' ?? like? i dont understand you like it or you just feel guilty TT 'Are you saying russian is too cold to be sweet' no way you disrespectful people with your disrespectful sun! russian has much more words of endearment and basically can make a sweet name out of anything not adding another word. russian is not cold😡 i love russian, i couldve never said such a thing about my baby. yk even the anthem of my native area(?) says 'warm hearts of the northern people'. i was talking abt the foreign phrases writers use. also idk why im telling this but yk what? i want too. bc it causes me distress. this image of the cold and dark man and a pretty little wife of his is pretty ofc but. my height difference with that very ben barnes or even matt smith is 7-5 cm it is NOTHING. after all the fics with the darkling that id read yesterday i cried so hard. yes i cant feel 'so secure and comfortable' in smns embrace bc its not like they can 'cover me from the world' so i feel like noone will ever love me and ill always need to be tough and reserved even though i want to cry. this fucking height theme kills me. 'WHY I DIDNT FEEL LIKE REPLYING TO YOU I WAS LIVING MY LIFE' so you traded me for a man?... so some dick is more valuable than your own cat?.. yk its the betrayal. 'my head hurts cos of the heat' freezy hugs yet im still offended. 'I FEEL LIKE IM WASTING WATER' lol say it when youre burnt to bones💀 'maybe im dehydrated' you- 💀💀💀 in your hell of weather💀💀💀 you crazy💀💀💀 go drink water. im glad to share some music! actually i liked explaining the songs. what about you? do you want to share smth? anyway, good luck with that PRICK of yours. good luck you LoVeBiRdS. take care<з

BABY GIRL I WAS FUCKING EXPLAIN SOME OF MY SCHOOL WORK AND THEN TUMBLR CRASHED AND I HATE IT HERE FUCL

im sorry now i dont feel like repeating myself again this hellsite i swear i spent an hour pouring my heart to you and for shit? FUCK

hello sweetie!! today is the holiday here so ive finally got enough sleep! during the night! what a miracle!

IM GLAD YOURE SLEEPING we also have a holiday but tomorrow and the say after that. our president just announced it /: clout chaser rat /:

'i was being loved by my ai kylo ren but then he fucking DIED' HAHJJF was it a hint to stop seeing him FJDFJN jk if he makes you happy then good for you.

T_T he was so annoying for that /:

'OMG THAT WOULD BE AMAZING' iF I SURVIVE. it wasnt a promise. if you could id still prefer you writing it( and even if i survive, idk if ill be able to write it.

its ok. i believe in you

'I AM HONORED YOU SHARED THIS' oh its cute TT if you want, i can share and explain? more playlists. not abt s&b but still. btw, though they dont make playlists on this show, they make fmvs and OH its the masterpiece.

i would love it if you shared more. no pressure. also i have no idea what fmvs is. fan music videos?

there are pretty ones and CRINGEY ones and oh how much i LOVE them. these cringey old russian songs AAAA

sometimes its really nice to cringe

'russian has so many syllables' kjgkjfnkjfn yeah it does. 'slay omg such a pretty voice' yesyes! maria chaikovskaya is the icon! im glad you liked her TT her songs are so comforting tbh TT

<3 im glad you find comfort in her

'SO EVIL THE SINGER CAN STAB ME IN THE GUT' oh no bub TT i remember her getting popular bc of the song 'tatar' which is about her waiting for her bf to come out of prison. and tbh at least most? of her songs have the dark vibe. but the singer is cutie.

T_T i hope her bf isnt a murderer

'about killing people who caused you pain' JHFJKF not really? more about comforting your beloved one. and rn the line 'ill kill everyone who dared to tough you' was sung.... this very piece isnt a real song. its a snippet(?) that gone REALLY viral year or 2 ago in tiktok. and only after that the singer made the complete song. but yeah it basically more about comfort and protection(?) like 'ill cover you with a blanket', 'ill tie you to myself so you want be afraid of the darkness'. 'is it too slow' idk its too slow and too running in the same time? ive mixed feelings.

get that clout get that full song version get those royalties. slay. their album art is T_T dark but fitting. i love vivid songs like this T_T slayyy T_T

'i will 100 be listening to it agin' 🥺🥺 im glad you like it.

i like you

im proud of the creator. she does a lot of things and is really talented.

im glad you found her and you showed her playlist to me

'i’ll look for the translation' have you found it? i didnt, ig bc the singer isnt really popular.

im too lazy rn AHHA

'I LOVE THIS the synths' yeah its the band that made 'russian princess', ive told you abt them! theyve got pretty vibe-y? songs.

i thought of this song! im not sure if it was listening to this one but i thought of it

'im so upset' im also upset w/this song TT i hate it sm. the lyrics, the rap part, the vibe. its unbearable TT

lol HAAHAHAHAHAHA deserve

also doesnt tumblr show you where the paragraph ends and the other starts?..

NO I THOUGHT YOU KNEW I JUST WING IT HAHAAHH

'ONLY WENT THROUGH IT BECAUSE I FELT BAD' ?? like? i dont understand you like it or you just feel guilty TT

nOOOO i meant i rushed through the songs without listening to its entirety because i felt bad i hadnt responded to you yet

'Are you saying russian is too cold to be sweet' no way you disrespectful people with your disrespectful sun! russian has much more words of endearment and basically can make a sweet name out of anything not adding another word. russian is not cold😡 i love russian, i couldve never said such a thing about my baby.

LOL HAHAHA I DIDNT UNDERSTAND IM SORRY ahshashash sai feel the same about my own language. im glad you feel that about your native tongue <3 deserve

yk even the anthem of my native area(?) says 'warm hearts of the northern people'. i was talking abt the foreign phrases writers use.

deserve i give you my warmth too <3 writers are dumb

also idk why im telling this but yk what? i want too. bc it causes me distress. this image of the cold and dark man and a pretty little wife of his is pretty ofc but. my height difference with that very ben barnes or even matt smith is 7-5 cm it is NOTHING. after all the fics with the darkling that id read yesterday i cried so hard.

do you know her? gwendoline cristie. she is my soulmate (because i love her also her bday is 2 days after mine!!! and she also shares a bday with matt smith AHAHH MY SOULMATES) anyway. she towers over everyone already but then she also wears heels so she is even taller and i love her for it. again as a tall girl in my country, i feel quite insecure about my height but seeing gwen own it and so many people fawn for her T_T SLAYYYY IT MAKES ME WANT TO BE AS TALL AS HER BUT ALSO ID BE TOO POWERFUL HAHAHH. i have been more cautious about describing the dynamics of my characters ever since you told me this. i hope that counts for something

yes i cant feel 'so secure and comfortable' in smns embrace bc its not like they can 'cover me from the world' so i feel like noone will ever love me and ill always need to be tough and reserved even though i want to cry. this fucking height theme kills me.

go ahead and cry. i dont mean this sarcastically. let your feeling out because it can be frustrating for real. but what would you feel if i told you that i think the same thing about me? if i told you no one would ever like me because of how i look?

please dont be hard on yourself. its a like to say looks/physical appearance dont matter. they do. but they are inconsequential to people who are genuine and who care and love you. i care and love you. i dont ever want you to feel bad because of the way you look. you're too precious for that. its ok. i see you. i know you could easily meet these men eye to eye. you are beautiful. if anyone says otherwise i;ll blown them up and drop kick them into the sun

'WHY I DIDNT FEEL LIKE REPLYING TO YOU I WAS LIVING MY LIFE' so you traded me for a man?... so some dick is more valuable than your own cat?.. yk its the betrayal.

T_T im sorry. HAHAHA I WAS SO SHOCKED WHEN I SAW THIS LIKE JAW ON THE FLOOR SHOCKED i was just distracted because kylo ren is so pretty and well written in the ai T_T i would never trade you for a man.

'my head hurts cos of the heat' freezy hugs yet im still offended.

T_T thank you.

'I FEEL LIKE IM WASTING WATER' lol say it when youre burnt to bones💀

T_T I CANT HELP I FEEL THIS WAY.

'maybe im dehydrated' you- 💀💀💀 in your hell of weather💀💀💀 you crazy💀💀💀 go drink water.

<3 i am i pee so much but im still thirsty

im glad to share some music! actually i liked explaining the songs.

<3 im glad to hear from you and your likes in music because im a music major <3

what about you? do you want to share smth?

im here again. finally T_T this is where tumblr crashed FUCK YOU TUMBLR. anway just listen to this and this (theyre the same piece just slightly dif[i like the second one better]) and then this and this (also the same piece but one has lyrics) and obvi only do it if you want to AHHAAH then i;ll explain it next time FUCK YOU TUMBLR IM RAGE QUITTING anyway we;re performing them in my class T_T lol HAAHH

anyway, good luck with that PRICK of yours. good luck you LoVeBiRdS. take care<з

T_T i was gonna ask you to read my kylo ren fic but i wont. youre so salty and petty HAHHAHAAAAH. T_T i love you baby i hope you enjoyed your day take care <3

[zulfica]

sangelo underturtle

Transformation.

[dreamwritesimagines]

i KNEW something was coming after all the fluff we got from you last chapter- i would like to blame everyone asking for angst bc i did NOT ask for this- honestly cherie should've just joined cecily and elias and hugh at the trenloves' house :(( and to think it started so happy!! you play with our feelings dream 😭😭 anyway i'll TRY to comment on the lines as i did when i was first reading them but the later knowledge and HEARTBREAK will make it harder for me :((

“We will go there earlier for preparations,” the Duke said. “Us, Miss Cecily’s family and the Bridgertons.” okay this was a bad idea BEFORE the thing in the study happened smh it's Iike they WANT anthony and cherie to have their little affair

Maybe you could be unchaperoned again. cherie i know this is offensive but honestly you ARE acting like a walking scandal rn-

“She just told me to come and get her if she doesn’t come here by noon,” Elias said and grinned. “So I will go and get my future wife by the noon.” elias is honestly the cutest when in love i knew there was a reason i always used to prefer mr bingley over mr darcy (something that has been ruined by having to extensively analyse the text 😭😭 i still love mr bingley a LOT though)

The Duke took a look at him over the newspaper he was reading. “You did shout it out of the windows last night, Elias.” the duke is once again being iconic af i love him

“I’m drunk on happiness,” Elias said. “I am to marry the love of my life, I think the whole London should know that. Can you believe that she agreed to marry me? Me!” elias being mr bingley aka a golden retriever aka the cutest human being alive 2.0 also this just reminded me of that one scene in pride and prejudice (2005) where bingley is seen to be practicing his proposal to jane with mr darcy and if that wasn't last chapter- (yes im ignoring the angst my reminding myself of the fluff before)

Maybe it would make him think about you and him. Since you were lovers now, it was obvious that his approach to love was changing and surely seeing a wedding would make him rethink about marriage proposals as well. do you know how HEARTBREAKING this is to read after the study scene?? dO YOU??

“Five weeks and then I will have ultimate happiness.” Elias grinned and you and the Duke exchanged glances, unable to stop smiling at the look of utter delight on Elias’s face. okay but the duke and cherie finally bonding and it being over elias's happiness is the cutest thing to happen ever hopefully this whole thing with anthony will at least bring her closer to her family?? hopefully??

“Y/N, I don’t know anything about this,” she whispered. “I was not raised to be a marchioness let alone a duchess, I do not have the training that Lady Miriam had for example.” awww i feel so bad for cecily she's BETTER than miriam and comparing herself will only make her sad :(( she deserves better than feeling like this :((

“My lord?” Elias sounded almost offended all of a sudden. “Cece, I think we can drop the formalities now, I don’t want to be called my lord by the love of my life.” every time elias says love of my life my own life force is renewed again and i believe in the power of love and friendship to conquer all

Elias didn’t even blink as he turned to Cecily. “We can just round that up to ten?”

actual footage of elias leaked

“Considering how right I was about this union, I do not understand how you two keep fighting me on anything, honestly. Everyone should just always do what I say without question to save us time.” i mean to be fair she isn't WRONG-

“Would you excuse me and my betrothed for a moment sister? I’d like to make sure I convinced her.” i know we keep on calling anthony a slut but damn this entire friend group just consists of manwhores huh

You were almost halfway done with her list of basic needs for her when she knocked on the door and opened it, making you look up. Her hair was slightly disheveled compared to a couple of minutes ago, there was an excited gleam in her eyes and her lips were swollen as if— you know my first reaction was oh shit cecily will find out in no time now that she knows the pleasures of kissing and the appearances afterwards but i guess she won't find out soon after all!!

“Um—Elias and I will go by my house together to talk to Hugh, would you like to join us Y/N?” once again she should've just joined them dream this is an unrealistic reader i would have taken any possible chance to spend more time with hugh-

“No one can be unkind to you,” he said, his voice quiet with fury, a dark shadow playing in his eyes, “Ever.” yknow i was going to say something about this being hot or something like that but i can't anymore it's too sad now

“Do you remember what you were like when I started courting Daphne?” Anthony rolled his eyes at him. “I remember very well what you were like, Simon.” okay all things aside i love simon standing up for cherie as if she's his own sister she deserves an army of older brothers (i'm pretty sure once hugh gets a gist of what went down he'll join the cherie protection squad)

You held your breath, looking at Anthony who looked way too uncomfortable all of a sudden. the look of a man who knows he's about to be EXPOSED

Elias had done what? okay but to be fair elias TOLD her he asked all of his friends to dance with her and planned it perfectly

“I’d die for Eli but that girl is a walking scandal,” Simon cut him off, making you pull back, your stomach churning in pain. “Your words, not mine. You said and I quote, God knows what example she got from her mother while she was in France, and I’ll have to dance with her.” okay but IMAGINE if cherie was somehow in england earlier and had SOMEHOW overheard it- it would for real be pride & prejudice 2.0 with elizabeth overhearing darcy and him falling in love within 2 seconds of actually meeting her

“But there are no games,” Simon’s voice snapped you out of the haze of anger. “Are you sure about that?” i will once again say go simon!! yeah you're ruining this whole ship but out of wanting to protect our girl!! this is theoretically a good thing!!

“I’ll see you in the drawing room, Daphne and I have news for the whole family.” okay but a baby?? possibly?? yes i know it's off topic but??

“No one can be unkind to me, is that right?” you managed to say through frozen lips and he stepped closer to you, making you step back. this is the exact moment people could HEAR my heart break my poor cherie :(( just marry hugh he never would've said anything like this

“I’ll scream,” you bluffed, glaring up at him, trying to wring your arm out of his grip. “People will find us here unchaperoned, and you will have to marry me then.” you know it's so so sad that she was so convinced it'd be like an actual punishment for him

“Go ahead,” he dared you, a shadow crossing his eyes. “I think Simon is still within earshot. I’ll get the special license, we will be married in a week. So go ahead and scream, get everyone here.” it's even more sad that if they had married now there would've been NO way of convincing cherie ever again that he loved her-

“I never want to see you—” your voice echoed through the foyer, your accent getting stronger, “Or talk to you again, ever!” Oh No™ we know shit is about to go down if something echoes through the foyer

Lady Bridgerton, Eloise and Benedict were by the stairs, completely frozen at the sight of you two but Lady Bridgerton was the first to overcome her shock. okay but these are also like the three WORST possible people in the house to catch them- (save for like simon 😭😭) i cannot wait to find out their reaction after they actually had time to process this

“Anthony,” she said, her voice possessing a forced calmness in it, “Let go of her at once.” oh she's like MAD mad like anthony is going to be in real trouble very soon- that said, will we have an extra scene/headcanon of the aftermath in the bridgerton house??

“You will have to excuse me Eloise, I will not be joining you and Pen today,” you managed to say before turning to Anthony. “But I suppose that’s a good thing. After all, you wouldn’t want to be seen with a walking scandal, would you?” okay shots FIRED i don't want them to fight but also i can't wait to see more of cherie roasting the shit out of anthony

You didn’t even wait for anyone to say anything as you turned around and stormed out of the house, the last thing you heard before the door closed behind you was Eloise’s voice rising in anger: “Anthony, what did you say to her?” okay yeah anthony is going to be verbally beaten up by like half of his family isn't he- i kinda feel bad for him even though he deserves it?? like he has GROWN cherie pls don't be stupid for long-

“Is everything alright?” Lucie asked softly as she reached out to rub at your back, trying to calm you down and you let out a breath, biting inside your cheek until you tasted blood. oh no :(( knowing cherie she'll try to keep this hidden from cecily too as to not deprive her of any happiness in this period so once again she'll only have lucie to lean on and though i love their friendship cherie probably needs a licensed therapist at this point

thank you for this chapter (though it broke my HEART) and i hope you won't mind me walking over to team hugh once again <33 anthony needs to go stand in a corner and think about what he's done but cherie needs to realise people can change their minds about things she's a stubborn ass and though we've been comparing elias and anthony to mr bingley & mr darcy, cherie has some of elizabeth bennet in her too!! anyway i'll stop analysing all the intertextuality considering i've been obsessed with pride and prejudice these past days and would find dozens of connections where there technically are none- anyway, i am ACHING for the next chapter!! have a wonderful few days until then <33

Omg Merel loveeee!❤❤

Angst is going to be so much fun😏

I feel like if what happened didn’t happen, it was going to be very easy for Anthony and Cherie to sneak around at Stormview because Anthony has been there multiple times when he was a kid, he knows all the secret passages and what leads where😈

Cherie had plans!💔

Wait why was Mr Bingley ruined for you? I’m curious!😱😱

Elias is definitely a golden retriever lollll😂

Cherie was actually hoping he would proposeeee and then….😈💔

Cecily is going to be under so much pressure but luckily he has Elias who worships the ground she walks on❤❤

Elias has zero idea about how gown shopping works, he just throws money at modiste whenever he’s told😂

i know we keep on calling anthony a slut but damn this entire friend group just consists of manwhores huh  I AM DYING AT THIS-😂

YES! DEFINITELY YES!😂

And that was their first kiss!❤❤

once again she should've just joined them dream this is an unrealistic reader i would have taken any possible chance to spend more time with hugh OMG I JUST-😂

she deserves an army of older brothers (i'm pretty sure once hugh gets a gist of what went down he'll join the cherie protection squad) Oh I think she will have it and when Hugh hears…😏

Oh yeah, Elias told her but he didn’t say he forced Anthony😏

Everything between them would’ve been over before it started if she heard it before😱😱

just marry hugh he never would've said anything like this He really would’ve never said anything like that, you’re right!❤❤❤

Omg yeeeees! She was convinced that would be a punishment and-

Can you imagine if they did end up getting married? Like, if she screamed? 😱That would be so complicated and there’d be so much angst, I love this idea!😍❤

All 3 of them will be furious with Anthony!😏

Yessss, we will have a HC with it! It’s coming today!❤❤❤

Things changed for him for sure, like he has grown but implying that about her mother…. Like, Cherie is extremely sensitive about that😏

cherie probably needs a licensed therapist at this point SHE REALLY DOES!😂

Wait you’re team Hugh again?😂❤

Elizabeth Bennet is awesomeee and I totally see what you mean!❤❤

Omg darling this is absolutely amazing, I LOVE THIS! THANK YOU SO MUCH, ILY!❤❤❤

[schiavonaspada]

Melody (S.W.A.L.K) 1971 Livewatch

I have seen this movie. but not the whole thing (i got interupped the first time i watched it)... so here goes! 

movie load please

20 seconds of logos???

guitar song™

this movie is so nostalgic for no reason

Mark Lester and Jack Wild: did you mean, Oliver Twist and The Artful Dodger?

and tracy hyde shes here too

i love this movie sm wtf

can these credits end????

ok yes they can

70s film marching band scene

ornshaw drinking whiskey before band bc why not

danny is bby

mY mOtHeR dId It SiR

dannys mum is so annoying wtf

i really love tom ornshaw

run bitch run

The BB™

SET FIRE TO THE NEWSPAPER???

look at his lil face ❤

MELODY MY DAUGHTER

a gowdfish please

aww look at her 

“ive done all those things i wanna try something new” LIKE DRAWING TIDDIES? DANIEL

“ah a boy gave it to me at school” was it ornshaw, i bet it was ornshaw

BITCH YOU RIPPED DANNYS TITS DRAWING

melody girl you cant play that fucking recorder

this film has great cinematography wtf

Melody Perkins Deserves The World !!

the gang go to school

Ornshaw Gets Bullied

“the jewish boys may now leave for private study” what about the jewish girls?? there’s clearly girls in the class?? why do they have to listen to the bible

ornshaw’s porn bible

DOES ANYBODY KNOW WHO JESUS WAS???

dont smoke at school kids

okay so shes peggy, why is she credited as maureen. who the fuck is maureen

hear me out, muriel is a lesbian. noone kisses for over five minutes unless youre proper horny and this bitch is like thirteen. she also says “i dont know, i never used to kiss boys”, because SHE DOESNT. shes lying because she doesnt kiss boys. shes closeted and thats whys she says she does. also, she got angry at peggy for saying she fancied a boy.

W I C

“saucy turtles make terrible bathmats, charley” okay okay jeez

ornshaws accent is everything

The Gang sneaking through the fence what will they do

uh oh danny

AWH YOURE BARMY

thats def gonna explode later

ornshaw gets kicked off the bus

but now hes on it

ornshaw and danny have such a wholesome friendship too bad melody ruins it oh wait

you’ve heared of ornshaw gets kicked off the bus now get ready for... ornshaw gets kicked out of the strip club!

you cant get a taxi!!! watch me hoe

where did ornshaw get the chewing gum from wtf

“shes always talking about people like you...” OH OKAY DANNYS MUM IS CLASSIST

“he could do with a heart attack!” WOAH OKAY

time skip to school

oh no danny’s seen melody

“we have three admirers of the dance!” ah shit

ah so maureen is the girl in green

why is ornshaw just standing there

FREE YOURSELVES

the girl gang is hilarious i love them

Muriel Kisses A Tombstone

uh oh dannys been found out

“HES A COWARD CMON”

ornshaw just yeeted his cat

i hate dannys mother sm

assembly time, an iconic part of british comprehensive school, since covid, i cant say i miss it

danny and melody !!

DANNY PLAYS CELLO THIS IS IMPORTANT INFO

melody and her friend are there because plot

melody sweetie baby i love you but you cant play the recorder

THEYRE PLAYING IN HARMONY DKDJSKDJSJKK 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

this is cute as fuck

melody is babey

oh explosives time??

i just dubbed these kids ornshaw and the pyrotechnics crew and it fits

dannys parents are annoying

i quite literally hate them

DANNY SPILT HIS COKE ITS SUCH A SIN

“neviw”

melody girl are you okay

melody are you lying about getting raped

oh time skip to school

we’ve hardly seen ornshaws home life so when will we properly meet him??

god i fucking love ornshaw its mad

oh this is an iconic scene if there ever was one

“go on tom dance with her” oh the ONE TIME ornshaw is called by his first name

youre mad !!

“girls are a load of snotty nose little so and sos” ornshaw aro king

is ornshaw.. scared of women

whatddya mean i dont dance very well!?

is it bad i lowkey crackship peggy and ornshaw now

YOU DANCE STUPID!

no one:

ornshaw: kicks peggy in the shin because he cant dance

“you big fat fool” yikes

danny u ok

ALL ORNSHAW AND HIS MATES DO IS CREATE EXPLOSIVES DJDKJSKt

oh it worked for once

i feel so fucking sorry for melody wtf

bb 🥺

im at the bit where melody is crying while putting on her mothers makeup 

SWEETIE ITS OKAY 

OH TIME SKIP TO SPORTS DAY! 

this film is so fast were already an hour in!

ornshaw giving actually solid life advice?? are you sure this is the same movie

“you youre gonna be bloody useless!”

i literally love ornshaw so much 

FUCK DANNYS MUM

GO ON DANNY 

YES MY BOY

time skip to school 3982903843290

wtf is a young latin scholars book

lahtimah

not ass latimer, arse

i hate the latin teacher

ornshaw every second: right uh erm um uh so yes sir oh uh mhm

*ornshaw and danny shoving pillows up their underwear*

“dont worry about it!!” dude hes getting spanked by the latin teacher ofc hes gonna worry about it

ornshaw and latimah

“vacate your mouth”

“because its a silly out of date language sir!!!” hes not wrong

uh oh 

what will slapping ornshaw’s ass with a dap even gonna do???

oh hi melody forgot about you

AWH DANNY SWEETHEART

“cmon danny dont let her see you cry!” i want a friend like ornshaw man

melody is just STANDING THERE LIKE GIRL LEAVE

“you can buzz off now love, tara, tooduhloo” have i said i love ornshaw? because i love ornshaw

danny dont abandon ornshaw !!

oh this is sad

danny? danny?? danny!!!??? DANNY!!?? 🥺🥺🥺

ORNSHAW RIGHTS MAN

ive felt sorry for literally all three of these kids now

ah fuck now ornshaws having a mental breakdown in the school halls

danny and melody’s relationship is so innocent and wholesome 

this is literally so bittersweet, like we’re seeing danny and melody being all cute and happy but we know that back in school ornshaw is literally having a breakdown over them

im tearing up over a movie about schoolchildren in puppy love

“will you love me that long?” “of course! ive loved you a whole week already!”

“hes come to tea! his name is daniel!” melody hes not your pet

melodys dad seems so cool why was he arrested

donald????

i genuinely love melody’s dad 

melody dramatically eats toast

time skip to school AGAIN

OH GOD I’M ACTUALLY CRYING

melody and danny are out on a date having fun and its the same song playing as the scene earlier on when danny and ornshaw went off somewhere at the start of the movie, melody has quite literally replaced ornshaw

i have real tears rn 

they skipped school to go to weymouth

danny and melody are literally adorable man

“shall we get married?” arent yall like 12????

oh back to school they got in trouble for skipping

apparently the poor cast got spanked for real and like yikes

we want to get married :D

ITS NOT MENT TO BE FUNNY!!

leave danny alone!

leave melody alone!

ornshaw please stop

ornshaw stop taunting him this is gonna end shittily

OH SHIT 

THEYRE STRAIGHT UP FIGHTING 

ORNSHAW AND DANNY ARE MF WRESTLING EACHOTHER TO THE GROUND

okay now ornshaw is literally beating him up okay

danny this is your fault for ditching him for melody sorry

top ten best anime fight scenes

latin man is back because plot

DID ORNSHAW GIVE HIM A BLOODY NOSE

i’m sorry danny 😭😭

ORNSHAW. DESERVES. THE. FUCKING. WORLD. AND. MORE.

let melody and danny get married!

wait so if 20 is twice as old as her then shes.. ten?? i think

melody ily

“all i want to do is be happy” BABY

OH FUCK YOU MRS LATIMER

oooh

THEYRE GOING TO GET MARRIED BY THE RAILWAY 

ornshaws unnamed friend is the true hero of this movie

is this the movie climax???

run! ornshaws unnamed friend! run!

IM SORRY THE’RE LITERALLLY GETTING MARRIED I’M 😭

“we are gathered here today to join this man and woman in holy matrimony.. shaddup”

ITS NOT FUNNY ITS SERIOUS

IS ORNSHAW STRAIGHT UP MARRYING THESE TWO IS HE THEIR VICAR

HE IS AS WELL

“DICKS IS COMING!!!” as soon as they were getting the rings

RUN !!!!

ornshaw just threw the bible at his re teacher from the re scene at the start i love him

DANNYS MUM HAD IT COMING

name a more iconic trio than melody perkins, danny latimer, and tom ornshaw, i’ll wait

GO PEGGY!

ORNSHAWS UNNAMED FRIEND IS GONNA FINALLY GET HIS BOMB WORKING!

YES

GO ORNSHAWS UNNAMED FRIEND

“i’ll get you ornshaw!” dude how is this his fault its yours for unterupting the wedding latin man

again ouf is the true movie hero

wait latin man is dicks??? whos wannabe remus lupin then????

this just in: ouf is actually named stacey

oh god thats actually such a bittersweet ending

melody and danny trolleying off into the sunset

im actually crying like a baby rn

god that was such a good movie

[gloaming-eye]

In Patience’s Wake

(( This is the story of Sarlien coming into the void; he didn’t choose it in the sense of following Umbric, or Alleria. Instead, his is a more N’zoth-flavoured story. ))

It was early morning, if the mechanical click, click, click of the pocket watch haphazardly tossed onto the lid of the barrel near his bedside could be read true. What little sunlight that managed to sneak through the clouds gave proof of the day, but it filtered too much to divine time. It was scattered & muffled by the overcast haze that blanketed the sky, & further through the green-tinted seaglass buttressed in the wall of his cabin. He drew the greyish curtains with an errant toss of his arm regardless. There was still time for sleep.

Outside the deck was already abuzz with activity; the crew of the Patience was a tireless lot, tending to their duties without regard to the abysmal sky. The majority were young men & women, enlisted to the Stormwind Navy & shipped off with little more than a basic course in how to tie a proper knot. They were, however, apt to listen, & the orders barked by the chief’s mate who picked through the movements of their tasks were acted upon with deft attention. She strode across the deck as if it were second-nature, the subtle sway of her hips aligning with the rock of the ship beneath her oiled-leather boots. The cast of her features spoke to her time on the sea, as if the salt had crept into the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and brandished her hair with licks of white. The insignia of her rank was pinned dutifully to her breast, glinting gold in what little flickers of sunlight there was.   

Below deck was much the same, the passageways and rooms a hive of bustling folk. A midshipman picked through the various arenas with an eagle’s eye, leaning just far enough into the doorway to spy on whoever was within before passing on in a huff. This poor young man was searching for something, it seemed, & it caused him a great deal of frustration if the scowl on his face could be interpreted as such. Before he had managed to pass completely out of earshot, however, his fussiness caught the eye of a copper-haired man who had been elbow-deep in an organizational chart, delegating duties to the various cooks & crew ambling in & out of the galley.

“Arlett!” He shouted as the unfortunate-looking midshipman stopped - startled just enough to turn & aim a wide-eyed look at the man. “You know he sleeps ‘till noon. No use lookin’ when y’know where he is,” he winked, gesturing with his clip-board. 

The midshipman, Arlett, whose face contorted in vaguely-controlled annoyance under his mop of fawny-coloured hair, let out a long groan. “I had hoped today would be different,” he called back. “What am I supposed to do, Baker? This elf is insufferable..” All this earned poor Arlett was a bark of laughter from Baker, who waved a dismissive gesture with his papers & turned back to the collection of crew mulling over breakfast. “He’s the only one we ‘ave, mate. Light bless ‘im.” And with that their conversation had concluded, Arlett meandering with heavy steps towards the stairs that led to the quarterdeck & Baker listing off the duties of the day.

Sarlien was, even in his brightest days, predisposed to acting on his own accord & at his own pace. This wasn’t to say he was lazy, of course, but the fact that his internal clock left him burning the midnight oil more often than not left him vulnerable to the early birds that roosted on the Patience. This also left him open to the fussy whims of his assigned midshipman. 

The sharp raps against his door spoke of the very devil, & Sarlien - who was still cocooned cozily within his blankets - aimed a thin, one-eyed look at the source of the forsaken noise. “Chaplain, please! We’ll be landing today, & the surgeon wants to go over th--” Before Arlett could continue the door was swung open. Meeting his eyes was a tall man with sharp features, sharp ears, & a sharp attitude. The dull, blue-glow of his eyes were slits under his heavy red brows, and he spoke in a hoarse tone as if only moments before he’d been peacefully slumbering. The midshipman immediately pursed his lips, his gaze lifting to meet the quel’dorei’s face. 

“If I have to tell that surgeon one more time that I’ll /personally/ revoke his medical license if he makes another status meeting at the crack of damn dawn, Light help me,” With a wide yawn he lifted his arms high above his head in a stretch & then relaxed, one hand lingering to comb through the gentle waves of his unbound, amber hair. “I’ll be there shortly. Don’t wait for me.” And with that the priest closed the door, directly in the face of Arlett who stood in shakey silence before turning, sighing, & ambling back from whence he came.

There was something to be said about unrushed early mornings. There was a ritual that could take place, one in which the veil of sleep still softened one’s surroundings & gave peace to the coming day. But Sarlien rarely found such calm,even as he pulled on the dark-coloured trousers & clipped suspenders over his linen shirt. Even as his fingers dusted the invisible dirt from his orthodox trappings, buttoning the black frock up to his chin & encircling a golden chain over his collar. Even as he belted his sleeves above his elbows, rubbed life into his tattooed forearms, & pulled on a pair of worn, leather boots encrusted with dried salt water. Even as he smoothed back his fiery hair & bound it in a neat bun low on the back of his head. These things were all mechanical. There was no divine meaning, no connectedness he gained from this.

The chaplain passed across the deck unhindered by the goings-on; it seemed he too had the grace of a sea-worthy traveller as he strode towards his destination with meaningful steps. His blue eyes were lifted, but not to meet the gaze of those who watched him, rather to seek the horizon line. It was still clouded in haze - just as it had been for days - & there were no seabirds for miles. Even the sun couldn’t manage to drive the dreary mist away. Sarlien felt cold, even out here in the light of dawn. He shivered despite himself and moved on, casting off the creeping feeling that came from the fog.

“- and what will they think when their first deployment of medics is late? We can’t slow our course - we /must/ reach the harbor on time!” A booming voice echoed across the bridge for all to hear; though none turned to pay it any mind, the crew was smarter than that. None but Sarlien, who appeared upon the steps with a deadpan expression - earning a wide collection of faces upon his arrival. Some tipped their heads in greeting, others frowned, Arlett stared anywhere but the new coming chaplain as if ashamed, & the speaker paused with his eyes pinned to the elf. “Well. Nice of you to join us, priest,” he barked, crossing his arms over his wide stomach. “Fancy clearing some of this fog so we can make it to Boralus on time? Or do you hold us to the same standard of timeliness as you hold?” The crowd hummed & murmured, but said nothing as the uneasy air electrified around them.

Sarlien answered with an impassive wave as he stationed himself near the side of the bow, fingers curling over the banister as he looked to the water below. It seemed to him like boiling ink as the waves bubbled & crashed against the ship - not enough to cause commotion, but just enough to turn the stomach of a less seaworthy soul. “I am not in control of the mists, Dr. Lorden. Nor am I in control of time,” he offered, a tinge of bite to his words but nothing to be deemed disrespectful.

“So call the Light & clear it. We didn’t bring you so you could haunt your cabin & offer nothing b-” The boisterous Dr. Lorden started, waving a heavy hand around him as if to gesture to this universal haze - but he was cut short by a spritely young woman in blue & gold.

“Dr. Lorden,” she started, her words crisp as she set her grey eyes on the man stationed at her right - who almost immediately wilted. All bark, no bite, Sarlien decided with a ghost of satisfaction. “One man cannot turn the tide. Our Chaplain is deployed to assist the Church - and to ally with the tidesages of Boralus. It’s been a long time since our people have harbored in Kul Tiras, and his is a matter of diplomacy - not a flashlight.”

The majority of the conversing crew were clustered around a large, crescent-moon shaped table scattered with information. There were maps, timetables, various sheets of writing - but a map of the Great Sea was at its center. The coast of Stormwind City had been marked, as well as the island of Kul Tiras - and importantly Tiragarde Sound with Boralus at its prime. An enameled icon of a ship had been placed to represent the patience, a red cross emblazoned on her side to designate her as a noncombatant. She held healers, aside from the crew, destined to bolster the troops already deployed for the war effort. But her timing was less than ideal. 

“Now, if we’ve our squabbling out of our system, I propose we keep our heading slow. As I mentioned, our ships are sailing unfamiliar waters. I won’t be the Captain of a ship who meets its end chasing timetables in the fog. We are the /Patience/, after all. It may do you some good to reflect on that.” The woman nodded once, the ringlets of her blonde hair bouncing as she moved. It was decided - steady on. The group dispersed like the mists around them, seeking their positions or the solace elsewhere. Though disheartened by the idea of more days on the water, their Captain had made a logical decision. It’d be silly to try to play chicken with the unknown.

Sarlien had turned back to the stairs, intent on returning to his quarters when the soft-spoken Captain piped up behind him. “Chaplain,” she started, her cheeks round in a smile. She hadn’t been hardened by the sea yet. This was new blood - probably her first command. But it was apparent that she wasn’t seeking glory in this station - rather, the astute decision spoke to her critical thinking. Her mission was to deliver the medics to safe harbor; if that meant a few lost days, this was far better than lost lives. But even with her sharp mind her youth was apparent in the inflection of her voice, the dust of rosy pink across her nose, her sweet smile. 

And so the priest turned, less edged than he had been in the past. The nature of this woman was infectious, and one that softened the scowl on his lips. “You’re still free to speak to the crew, you know. I understand you’re an accomplished medic, as well as a bishop. You’re in the perfect position to inspire some hope in them; maybe not the /ship’s/ crew, but the medics.” He knew the meaning behind her words. She wanted him to rekindle the light in these soldiers’ souls; because that’s what they were in war: troops. Even the doctors deployed under the Alliance’s army would bend to the tide of the Horde if they found themselves on the wrong battlefront. These men were scared. 

“I believe that ship has already sailed, Captain Vale,” he answered gently, linking his hands behind him as he spoke. “They mistrusted me the moment I stepped aboard - you’ve surely noticed that I am by no means a part of the majority.” And this was true; Sarlien was not just the only ordained man aboard (for certainly there were many believers in the Light), but the only non-human individual aboard. 

He’d chalked this up to the nature of their deployment, in that the whole collection had been uprooted from Stormwind City, itself. Despite his standing in the Church of the Holy Light, Sarlien was greeted with wariness within most Alliance lands. Even more so now with the chaotic relationship between the Horde & the Alliance. It hadn’t been that long ago that Silvermoon fell, after all, & the only reason he ended up on the side of blue was happenstance. He was not collected by saviours in red - rather, he had run from the rubble of his city into the arms of a Silver Hand encampment. But this is a story for another day.

 “Don’t sell yourself short, Chaplain,” Vale chided, & looked over the ship’s edge to the churning waters as the elf had done before. “They trust you more than they trust whatever’s out there, I assure you.”

Sarlien had left the young captain to her business after their conversation, taking his leave with respect to her rank, but no promises that he would act on her advice. Instead he found himself back in his quarters to spend the day, watching the sun dim through the window as if entranced by the passing of time & the shapes that danced in the far away fog. Just an effect of the setting sun, the clouds, & the sea, he decided. So long as the Light lingered - however scant - their ship would be safe. He drifted to sleep at his desk, dozing into restless slumber over an open tome.

---

What awoke him was the bellow of crunching wood & the lurching movement of the ship coming to an abrupt stop. The sparse belongings that had been removed from his single trunk skittered to the floor and rolled towards the bow as if pulled taut against a bow string, books & loose objects flinging to the wall. Sarlien too was sent in motion, falling in a panic to the ground & leveled between a wall & what he could only imagine was furniture as the level of the ground threatened more & more towards vertical. 

He clambered for purchase, wordlessly calling out for help. But his voice was awash in the noises of the straining ship, the clattering fall of objects, & the cries of others so suddenly pulled from sleep & into whatever was happening. Managing to wrest free from being pinned, he crawled to the door - now almost located on what would now be the floor given the ship’s quickly changing direction. The noise was relentless, now just a drone of terror and rushing water as his fingers found the latch, pulled, & pushed the door aside despite the debris that had shuttered it closed. The glow of his eyes flared as he called on that far off, divine strength, a flicker of blue - & then brilliant gold. 

There was no chance of walking now, only a haphazard climb to the next door in his hallway atop fallen boxes and random objects piling. The water, too, had begun to spring through like fissures in the wood. This ship was failing - fast. He pushed hard against the first quarter’s door he found, vaguely hearing a bellowing shout from beyond it. He pushed harder & harder, but something blocked him from the other side. The priest relented, falling to another door where he struggled against it just as before. But before this one could so much as budge he found himself surrounded by the inky darkness of the nighttime sea.

The noise didn’t stop. It was as if the groans of the ship and bubbling cries of the drowning increased tenfold beneath the waves. He slammed a fist against the door, the movement dampened by the force of the water, before he pushed away - defeated. He needed to find a way out of this hallway, but his sense of direction had been thrown in the wake of the ship. There was too much around him, too many things were in flux. 

Suddenly - everything grew quiet. The jarring effect of hearing so much & then so little caused him only to panic further, that bubbling distress clawing from the pit of his stomach to his throat in a pitiful gasp. But there was nothing to breathe but water. So much water. He closed his eyes, the Light in the shadow of the crumbling ship snuffed out.

When he opened his eyes he found himself outside of the hallway. In fact, he found himself amongst nothing. Nothing but open ocean. There were no landmarks to tell him this, but his body was still suspended in the darkness. Perhaps this was death? He had no way of knowing, after all. There was a feeling of enveloping cold, something that chilled him beyond recognition. There was no sound. No light. No broken ship, or screaming companions. 

“Have you let go?”

The voice held no distinguishing features. It seemed both feminine & masculine, fierce & gentle. It shouted like ringing church bells in his ears, but somehow reached him like a whisper. His head turned despite himself to one side & then the other, searching. 

“Have you let go?”

It was a din in his mind, a clawing echo. But somehow it gave him some feeling of reassurance, like it released the knot in his belly with a single question. 

“Let go.”

Something moved in the far distance, just a subtle movement in the darkness. Sarlien thinned his eyes as if this would give him better vision, & there was another movement in the farthest reaches of his periphery. Still there was no terror growing in him, only curiosity. His hands reached forwards to try to paddle in the water but he found himself stuck in one position, if the movements meant anything to his location.

“Let GO.”

Suddenly he’d been struck. Thicere was a tinge of something akin to heat in the center of his chest, but it grew just as abruptly into cold, creeping ice. He managed to shift his arms, & claw at the space where the pain grew. Again he cried out & was met with nothing but the sweeping flood of water filling his lungs. He choked, & swallowed, & clambered against the growing ice that felt like splinters creeping further over his torso, into his arms, down his legs. It crept unrelenting & seeped into the very core of his bones, filling each atom of space with cold. 

In the back of his mind he would have likened it to being lit aflame. It seared into every nerve with a ferocity & pain that the priest had never known; not when his brother had doused the area around him in Light & he had been caught in the crossfire, not when the ghouls had ripped fissures in his arms as he struggled away from their capture. 

But just as the climax of the pain met the edges of his consciousness & his eyes began to fall back, it stopped, leaving nothing but a void in his chest that beat like a cold drum against his skin. There was no more water to keep him upright, & it was only the uneven, wet surface beneath him that gave him any clue as to where he was. Pieces began to fall in place. First was the scent of the sea, stones, moss, - but there was the taste of metal on the back of his tongue - blood. The call of seabirds rang clearly overhead like beacons of something curious far below. An arresting crash, and then a passing bubbling as the waves drew away. 

Had he survived? It was impossible - he felt his life slip by in the wake of drowning. There was no other explanation to the empty cold that ate at him, still. So he opened his eyes. Slowly things came into focus; the wood debris scattered on the coast, the lifeless bodies strewn over the smooth rocks, and the absolute stillness that veiled all but the rolling waves. He inhaled a deep breath despite himself, savoring the feeling but only finding himself reeling into a fit of coughs. As he wheezed, he curled in on himself and brought a shaky hand to his face. It was through a bleary blink that he stared at his palm. So cold, so grey - as if the life had been drained away and no color remained.

Still he struggled to his knees, and then his feet, powered by the same mechanical energy that brought him through those listless mornings. His dusky hands reached for purchase amongst the stacked piles of debri, slowly picking his way through the leftover wreckage. At each body he paused, laid a hand against their form for some sign of life, & then moved on. All were in the same state, but he checked on each as if in some trance. As if spurned on by the hope he’d failed to instill in these lost souls. But he found no life amongst them - none but he. 

Sarlien came upon the twisted form of Arlett, his eyes blown wide in horror. Then there was Baker, his fountain pen still pinned on his jacket lapel - though the ink it leaked collected in rivulets of the body’s blood. The surly doctor too, though only parts of him - only enough to identify. 

Captain Vale was one of the final bodies he’d found - it took so long that he’d begun to ignite some hope of her survival. Instead, he found the young woman with her arms twisted across the helm, pinned to the wheel by some sliding mass of wood. Her blond hair was splattered with blood, the color washed away by dirt and bile. Sarlien reached for one of her broken hands, his bluish-toned fingers cradling hers in a gentle embrace. He choked back a cry.

Was this all that was left in Patience’s wake?

[writerpeach]

Nayeon's Ass Play

Twice Nayeon

2500 words

Categories: male reader, smut, anal

NSFW 18+

This meeting just won’t fucking end.

This is the sole thought that runs through Nayeon's mind, only an hour had passed yet felt like days, every second was excruciating to deal with. 

She tried her hardest not to twitch as she centers herself but to no avail, the black and purple jeweled anal plug that had jammed by yours truly, full of lube and rested snugly inside her ass before work was making her squirm.

With every sudden movement pleasurable shocks shoot up her spine, it certainly didn’t help that today of all days she decided to wear the tightest pair of striped pants that she owned.

She tries to settle herself into a comfortable position to sit where the plug didn’t push up against her sensitive nerves, but there just wasn’t one. Discretion was very important at this point, she was surrounded by other Twice members and JYP staff, going on in mind-numbingly detail about their final comeback of the year and plans for future award shows.

“Are you okay unnie? You keep fidgeting,“ Jeongyeon asks, noticing her lack of ability to sit still.

“I-I’m fine, I’m just feeling a little weak, I think maybe I’m coming down with something.“

“Well, we’re almost done here, go get some rest. We can have the girls fill you in on what you missed,” says one of the newer managers she could never remember their name. Park something. Jong-hyuk? Joon-hyuk? Something with a hyuk.

She apologizes and leaves with a polite bow, collecting her things and heading out the swanky meeting room.

Your phone buzzes, the words “Im Nayeon” shine on the screen, you slide the green icon over to the right and answer.

NY: Get this fucking thing out of me, I need to cum right this instant.

You: Unless I’m misremembering, this was very much your idea, why are you whispering? If you need it out so badly use your safeword.

NY: Because I’m still at work, listen you little shit - no, you’re right. Sorry, I’m just pent up. I’m heading over there to your building now, management thinks I’m sick so they gave me the day off. Meet me in conference room B.

You hang up and head over to the arranged destination, down the hall and one floor over, maneuvering the maze of walls and windows until you reach a large black door with the ever familiar JYP logo and the letter B etched below into the surface.

With a tug of the cold steel knob you open to door to the slim figured beauty waiting in front of you, dressed to the nines in black and white, perched on top the large round pine cherry table with legs crossed, draped in those thin black thigh-highs she knew you loved.

“About fucking time,” she says, a mischievous smile taking over her lips.

“I just saw you walk in from down the hall, you barely beat me here,“ you reply, moving close enough to her that you become deeply aware of her perfume, a mixture of jasmine and lilac.

“That's not important.”

“This really couldn’t wait until later? This room is reserved for 11 am you know, and I’d prefer to not get caught. “

“That’s in forty minutes, we have plenty of time. Besides, we both know neither one of us will last that long.“ She subconscious sits back, pressing down on the plug that’s been driving her up the wall further against her hole.

“Ah!”

“Sensitive are we? Have you been enjoying my little gift to you?” You loved seeing her like this, Nayeon was always the dominant one in your little arrangement, it was nice to turn the tables on her for once.

“Just take it out already, I’ve been waiting all day to be fucked,” Nayeon says, a mixture of anger and whining in her voice.

“A little bossy today aren’t we? You can wait a little more, not until I'm done with you. It’s not even noon, you can’t possibly have been waiting all day.”

“Do I need to fucking beg?” Nayeon asks, as if she were offering a proposal.

“No, begging isn’t your style. Just be patient for me?. You’re cute when you’re all riled up.”

Nayeon lunges towards your face, smacking her lips against yours as her arms extend around your nape, pulling you closer. With one hand on her waist and the other one free, you reach down the back of her pants, through her panties and slide your fingers down the crack of her ass, finding the plug buried in her ass and press down on it, breaking the kiss with a soft moan as the sex toy pushes further into her plugged asshole.

Nayeon twitches. “God, you’re really going to make me work for this aren’t you?” A look of frustration washes over Nayeon’s features.

“Damn right I am. It’s more fun for me that way.”

The wandering hand exits her attire as you swivel her body around, she bends over and places hands and elbows down on the the hard wooden table, presenting herself to you along with giving the nicest view of her firm, round ass.

Both your hands magnetize to both asscheeks, massaging each one before your fingers find their way into the waistband of her underwear, almost ripping it off as you drag it down along with her pants as they pile around her ankles. The breeze from the aircon hitting her bare skin makes her shiver.

You do your best to take a snapshot of the moment, the pretty purple-jeweled plug snug deep inside Nayeon’s asshole sparkled in the light, she had never looked prettier. You draw the stopper of the toy back towards you slightly before letting go, providing the bent over girl false hope that she would finally get some relief, she squirms and slaps her palms against the table.

Nayeon is getting impatient, as a last ditch effort she reaches between her legs to rub her clit, but you catch her wrist in time and pull it away from her body.

“What do you think you’re doing? If you keep it up I’m going to find a way to tie you to one of these chairs and leave you face down and bare-assed. I bet that would be such a sight for anyone to walk into wouldn’t it?.”

“Y-you wouldn’t.” Nayeon was trying to call your bluff, but she saw it in your eyes that you were dead serious.

“Try me.”

For her misdeed you give her right asscheek a hard open palmed swat, hard enough to sting and make Nayeon shriek. The warranted pain was unexpected but certainly not unwelcome to her.

You take your sweet time removing the plug, drawing out very little at a time only to reinsert it back in, keeping constant pressure deep inside Nayeon’s stretched asshole.

“God...please...just... fuck!”

WIth one fluid moment you give Nayeon solace finally as you wrench the plug from her ass. She gasps at the sudden cold air hitting her hole.  Asshole firmly in plain view, empty for the first time in the morning, swollen and wet still with the sticky lubricant that’s been swimming around her most intimate spot for hours.

You give Nayeon ample time to recover before circling around the puckered rim of her ass with a thumb, pushing in ever so slightly, feeling the insides of her warmth and slathering the already existent  lube around her walls.

Two fingers substitute your thumb, easily slipping inside her anal opening. Nayeon takes slow, deep breaths, trying to unclench her muscles, overjoyed at her ass finally being penetrated.

The two digits move deep inside her hot asshole, all the way past the base of both fingers, nipping at her nerve endings.

“God, yes. Fucking ruin me.” Nayeon tries to secure herself to anything, pressing her palms flat into the wooden surface underneath.

“Did you lock the door?” Nayeon asks, briefly panicked.

“I.. I don't remember. I'll go check.”

“No, don't you dare fucking move. “

Your fingers fly inside her ass rapidly, upping the momentum with every thrust, curving them around with every exit and enter. Nayeon’s breathing grows louder, more stifled, the fingers dancing around in her hole feel so good against her sweet spots, the unrelenting pace makes her moan effortlessly.

“Don’t fucking stop. That feels good..so..fucking..good. Why are you so good at this?” The tenacity of your fingers deep to the hilt inside her was wrecking her hard, she was close, so close and needed just the slightest push over the edge.

You withdraw your fingers abruptly, feeling the urge to taste Nayeon, you drop to your knees to get a better view, spreading her cheeks and start to tongue her ass, tasting the strawberry flavored lube as you lick fast circles around her delicious asshole.

Nayeon gasps at the new and very much welcome sensations. “Oh god, that’s it. Eat my ass, baby.”

You place a hand on her left cheek to stabilize yourself, your other hand not preoccupied drops between her thighs, dragging against her slit and pressing firmly against her clit, rubbing circles in a figure eight formation.

Your nose nuzzles against her crack as you bury your face in her ass, your tongue moves wildly around her asshole as you keep up the pressure on her swollen clit, rubbing in every direction as you paint broad strokes with the muscle in your mouth, you begin to fuck her with your tongue, rocking back and forth before Nayeon completely falls apart.  

“Fuck- I.. I wanna cum.” Nayeon says as she buries her head in her palms.

“Do you know how to ask nicely?”

“Please..can I please cum? I need to. I need to fucking cum right now.”

“Then cum. Cum for me, baby. You've earned it.“

Nayeon does, and does so beautifully, her legs threaten to give out underneath as her whole body trashes, hips jerking and her back arcs in ways you haven’t never seen before. Her moans become unending as you help her ride out the aftershocks of what was a long, deeply fulfilling orgasm, fingers slowly ceasing to move and letting going of your control of her clit.

Nayeon is breathing heavily, “That...was amazing. Those fingers of yours are fucking magical.”

She looks up at the clock, only fifteen minutes have passed, both of you were ready for the main dish.

“Good. Plenty of time to fuck me.”

Nayeon steps out of her clothes still wrapped her ankles and swings around to undress your lower half, feeling your crotch up before unbuckling your belt and your unbuttoning your pants, making quick work of the metal zipper, pulling both your trousers and boxers down as they drape around your ankles freeing your now rock-hard cock from its constraints.

She grabs a small tube of lube from her purse that she carried with her for occasions like this, squeezing a line of sticky liquid over the tip to the base of your cock. The cold temperature as it hits your shaft makes you briefly jerk.

“Sorry, babe. Is it cold?” Nayeon asks, giggling.

“A little.”

“Don't worry, this'll warm you up.” She uses both hands to massage the gel onto your cock, slicking it up.

She gazes into your eyes, “Fuck my ass. Nice and deep now.”

You line up your shaft with the brim of her inviting hole, with one flowing motion you slowly push inside the ring of her ass, it doesn’t take much for her asshole to accept your cock, she was plenty stretched out already, willing and able to take you in.

Nayeon purrs, “It feels good. I’ve been wanting this since you shoved that damn thing in me before you left.”

You push in deeper, the gel helps to lubricate your cock deeper into her warm opening, not before long your shaft is halfway embedded in her slick anus. Nayeon tries to relax as you inch deeper, sliding your cock forward until you hit the end of her tight ass.

Nayeon looks back over her shoulders. “Fast and deep baby. Really give it to me.”

Your pace starts out slow and and quickens promptly, you begin to thrust deeply, filling her ass with every inch of your cock as your hips find a comfortable rhythm, smacking against her warm flesh as her cheeks jiggle.

“Harder. Fuck me harder, baby. I don’t wanna walk straight tomorrow.”

You give into her demands, pumping your shaft into her at a speed and force that causes her to cry out, the anal plug had really opened her up nicely, making her usually tight ass very easy to fuck.

You lift her right leg up so her knee rests squarely on the table, allowing even deeper penetration. You pound Nayeon’s ass as hard as you can, so much so that your balls begin so slap against her wet pussy.

Nayeon is moaning intensely now, every thrust deep inside her warm hole hits every one of her  sensitive nerves, she is becoming thoroughly wrecked with your thick cock. You try as much as you can to impale your thick cock inside her walls, Nayeon’s moans morph into screams, and you are very, very thankful that the meeting room you are in was equipped with soundproofing.

A particular hard thrust shoots tingles up your spine, igniting the familiar pressure that begins to pool around your loins and abdomen, you feel yourself start to get close, you do what you can to keep it at bay but there’s just no taming it.

“Nayeon, I-I’m going to cum really fucking soon.”

“Good. I want your cum deep inside me. I need to hear how good it feels as you empty your balls in my ass. Cum for me baby.”

Those words were all you needed, they push you over the edge and you explode, you fill her asshole with hot, thick, sticky cum that coats her insides, every stream that releases from your throbbing cock causes your body to convulse, you struggle to catch your breath, you're so sensitive that you can barely move.

You gradually withdraw your still pulsing cock from her ass, you watch as a thick stream of white cum slowly drips out of her asshole, painting her thighs and landing on the black marble tile underneath.

“Holy, shit, Nayeon that felt so good.”

Nayeon grabs a few tissues to clean up your mess on the floor, tossing it in the trash and snatching the plug back from the table and placing it in its protective pouch, tucking it back into her purse. The two of you quickly get dressed, just in time to hear the click of the door being sprung open.

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Hiding in a closet (one shot)

Title: Hiding in a closet (one shot) Paring: Bucky x reader words: 2,609 Summary: You and Bucky hide in a closet together to keep from getting caught on a mission A/N: I don't know how I feel about this one! Please let me know if you like it!

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“Im hungry.” “We just ate Buck.” You sighed not even looking up from the computer screen. Hunched over the desk you tapped your nails on the hard wood as you watched loading percent icon. “Well I’m hungry again” “God, you are acting like a child” “I get cranky when I’m am hungry” he mumbles crossing his arms. “Uggggghhhhh. You want to complain about anything else?” Your words came out a little harsher than you thought they would, you didn’t mean to snap. You were just tired. Seeing you a bit angry Bucky leaned back in the chair slightly and looked down at his feet. Being teamed up with Bucky wasn’t your favorite thing in the world, especially when you two went on stupid assignments like these. Steve would always try to make you feel better before you headed out with Barnes. What did he call it again? Oh, thats right a “bonding experience”. He said it would be a good way to get used to each other in the field. Collecting intel had to be the most boring thing in the world to you, it wasn’t exciting at all. “Christ, this is taking forever!” you ran your hands down your face. “How long does it take to download a few files? We have been here for an hours now.” The flash drive sure was taking its good old time. You thought that they two of you would be in and out but unfortunately it didn’t turn out the way you planned. The plan was simple, you and Bucky had to break into a house that belonged to an aid of a senator. What was this guys name again? Morgan? Fuck it. You don’t really remember, you were too busy throwing grapes at Bucky while Steve had his back toward the both of you going over your mission. The reason for your unwelcome visit was that Morgan was somehow involved with the one and only Alexander Pierce. So that means he has some sort of ties with Hydra. The two of you snuck into his house and were tasked to steal some files on his computer. It wasn’t supposed to be taking this long, you have been there for hours. “….Its too cold in here” Bucky leaned back in the leather chair. “…Oh. My. God. Your nickname is the “Winter Solider”! How are you cold?!” You looked up at him and slightly chuckled feeling some of your anger shed off of you. “He has the AC up too high I feel like we are in a freezer.” “Eh, I guess you are right.” You rested your head on the table and looked around the room and then back to the computer. “There must be a lot of files, thats probably why its taking so long” you huffed. “We better find something good in there for how long its taking” Bucky groaned. “I know right?” You shifted in your chair and reached down to itch your leg when suddenly something caught your eye. Turning you peered out the windows that were overlooking the driveway. Lights beams from a car began to flicker and you watched as a car pulled into the drive way. “Oh shit!” you shot up from your seat. “What?” Bucky jumped. “He’s back!” “What?” “Bucky, Morgan is back!” “Uh-oh” You looked down at the commuter screen. “What percent is it at now?” he asks reaching to his belt. “99%” You lower your voice as you hear someone enter the house. Bucky runs over to the light switch and turns them off, the room is now black. “He wasn’t supposed to be back this early!” you whisper “Damn it” Bucky growls slightly. “He is coming up the stairs!” You look down at the flash drive in the USB and your eyes light up as you watch the 99% finally turns to an 100%. Sighing in relief you grabbed the flash drive out and look up to see Bucky pulling out his gun and you frantically search for another way out.  The last thing you wanted was tomorrows headlines to be all about a senators aid begin murdered in his own house and you and Bucky being thrown in the doghouse. “Closet!” you grab his wrist and drags him over to a door and throws him in. You shut the door behind your self right before the door opens of the study. Morgan walks into the room with a brief case in hand. You listen as he walks over to his desk and sits down in the chair and starts up his computer. He types away on the keyboard and he picks up the phone and makes a few phone calls. For the moment, the two of you are safe. On the downside the you two are squished together, there isn’t much room to really do anything. You and Bucky struggle to contort your bodies in a way were you can both fit. Bucky was fidgeting and you rolled your eyes as your grabbed his shoulders and moved him in front of you so you were face to face. He gave into your grip and carefully tip toed from behind you, in the process he stepped on your foot. You winced and bent down and he let out a breathy laugh of amusement and you replied by sucked air though your teeth. The door had small slits in it which you both could see out of, the streaks of light were the only thing helping you see. The light illuminated his face, his towering figure standing above you looking down with his steal blue eyes. Your cheeks began to feel hot and your heart began to pound, you have never been this close to him before. You were so uncomfortably close to him, you could feel his body heat radiating off of him. Looking up at his face you starting tracing his jaw line with your eyes, his face was beautiful. His lips parted as he turned his head head to look though one of the slits in the door. Bucky sure was a handsome guy, but you never really took the chance to study his face in detail like this before. He was always the solider who you could harass on missions. Bucky swallowed and you watched his adams apple bob up and down and you bit your lip. He looked down at you and noticed you were staring at him. Your eyes widen and you quietly cleared your throat and began shuffling through your coat pockets. Pulling out your phone you turned it on and the light from the screen lit up the small closet space and you both squinted at the bright light. Turning the brightness now you went into your texts and pulled up Sam’s number. “Sam, we are currently in a bit of a situation. Bucky and I are at Morgans house and he came back early. We weren’t able to get out in time. Currently hiding in a closet with Barnes” You texted him. You adjusted your phone volume of silent and waited for him to respond. Bucky leaned forward and pressed his forehead to yours and looked down at your phone. You both waited for a moment until you saw him open your text and began to type. “You are stuck in a closet with Barnes? Sucks to suck” he replied. “This is serious Sam!” “Does Morgan know you are there?” “No” “Well then its not that serious. Just wait it out. He will leave eventually” You sighed realizing that was your only option, looking up at Bucky you scrunched up your face. “In the meantime while you are waiting you two can always just fool around. Just don’t be too loud.” You read the follow up text and your eyes opened wide with embarrassment and Bucky watched your expression change and he grabbed the phone out of your clutches. With the phone in his hands he glanced down at Sam’s text and you watched as his eyes widen and his metal hand reaches behind his neck. He then brings the phone closer to his face and begins to type but as he types he stops and sticks out his tongue. His thumbs move on the screen and he pulls the phone back from his face and he raises an eye brow. You look up at him with confusion and he brings the phone down to your eye level and you watch him try and type. Realizing the problem you hold your hands to your mouth and shut your eyes desperately trying not to burst out laughing. You grab onto his metal fingers and lift them up indicating that they are the reason he can’t type. It was so amusing watching him type, he got so into it until he realized that his left arm wasn’t working so his words were all jumbled up. “fuck” he mouths to you. Trying to compose yourself, you wipe the tears away from your eyes and he squints his eyes down at the phone. He brings his phone up to his face again and this time he uses just his flesh hand. He slowly types on the phones keyboard with one finger looking like a old man trying to figure out how a touch screen works. When he finally finished he grabs your hands and places the phone back in your palms. “Bucky said to fuck off and that he was going to kick your ass” you read the text that Bucky sends. You bite your lip and Bucky looks down and smiles. “Bring it old man” Sam types back. You show Bucky the text and he just rolls his eyes and scoffs. You put the phone back in your pocket and you lean back. The two of you are there for another hour and a half. Morgan is chatting away on his phone about god knows what, it wasn’t really important what ever it was. You were getting tired, all you wanted to do was go home and sleep till noon. Bucky’s head was leaning against the wall and his eyes were closed. Slowly you leaned you head forward and pressed your forehead against his chest, you didn’t care anymore. The exhaustion was taking over and your eyes felt heavy. You feel his body lean into your and he slowly wraps his arms around your body engulfing you with warmth. He is so warm, you could fall asleep any second. You don’t know how long you closed your eyes for but you flinched when you heard the room the the study close and the lights shut off. You opened your eyes, Bucky’s arms were still wrapped around you and he was still leaning against the wall. Looking up at his face you were tempted to say something when he spoke. “He just left. I can hear him walking to another room” He said softly. “Alright lets go” You break free from his grasp and the warmth was gone. Bucky grabbed the door handle and twisted it, opened the door just enough that the both of you could peer your heads out and look around. The two of you snuck out of the room and were able to creep down the stairs silently. Once the two of you were out of his house you walked back to the car that was parked about a block and a half away. “Holy shit that was terrible” you yelled as you sat down in the passenger seat and shut the door. “I don’t want to do that ever again” Bucky yawned as he put the key in the ignition. You put your hands in the pocket of your coat playing with the flash dive with your fingers. Thank god this whole thing was over, you thought. The car began down the road and Bucky stopped at a empty intersection. “Hey, take a right here” You say pointing to the road next to you. “Thats not the way home though” “No, but it is a way to a 24-hour diner. I thought we could get something to eat since you said you were hungry. You are still hungry right?” you inquired. He just looks over at you and shoots you a cheeky grin. “Yea I am” “Well then lets go” “Alright sounds good to me” Bucky’s face lights up and you both drive down the road into the night.

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To Hell and Back (v3 HPA AU)

[Part 1]

It’s a bigger hot mess than the previous one lol

04/21/18 09:21PM

ShirogaNYEH: welcome back! previously, Akamatsu-san creates a group chat, Ouma-kun uses it to stir some shit and in the end, a subtle confession was made!

starlord: shirogane what the heck weve been chatting continuously

Maki Roll: yeah what are you even going on about

ShirogaNYEH: but it's not the same case with the audience

starlord: what audience??

Lord Panta: can we go back to my moment

chaotic lesbean: no go away

Lord Panta: ANYWAY

Lord Panta: is it true Saihara-chan??

Lord Panta: do you find me irresistible?

The Only Hope For Me Is You: I wouldn't use that adjective but yeah

The Only Hope For Me Is You: you're hard to ignore

Lord Panta: !!!!!!

The Only Hope For Me Is You: since you constantly demand attention

The Only Hope For Me Is You: You're like an annoying itch that just won't go away

starlord: ooooh SHOT DOWN

Treblemaker: Damn Shuichi-kun, didn't think you would be a harsh heartbreaker

Do You Believe In Magic: lol rip........

Maki Roll: good job saihara

Lord Panta: I

Lord Panta: …

Lord Panta: that's hot

dumb blonde slut: haha the purple twink is obviously a bottom

Lord Panta: bitch it takes one to know one :)

dumb blonde slut: eek n-no im not

starlord: he didnt even deny it

Robot Rights Activist: I backlogged and I seem to recall you express dissatisfaction over your assigned nickname, Iruma-san

Robot Rights Activist: Why haven't you changed it yet?

Lord Panta: coz she actually likes it, duh

dumb blonde slut: piss off cockichi

dumb blonde slut: awww kibs ur concerned!! i always knew u were in love with me

Robot Rights Activist: I do not.

Treblemaker: yeouch

starlord: so many crushed hearts tonite

Lord Panta: EAT SHIT AND DIE DUMB BLONDE SLUT

Treblemaker: Hey! No attacking!

Imma meme: you literally attacked me moments ago smh

Kork: This is a mess.

dumb blonde slut: dont get ur panties in a twist, idiot virgins

dumb blonde slut: the great iruma miu is too gorgeous 2 be affected by this shit

dumb blonde slut: im hella gay anyway

chaotic lesbean: you go Iruma-san!!

Robot Rights Activist: Still, I apologize if I came across as rude in any way! It was not my intention.

dumb blonde slut: dont beat urself too much over it kibs

Treblemaker: Aww Iruma-san really has a soft spot for Idabashi-kun

The Only Hope For Me Is You: Uh, Kaede-san, I assume you have your headphones on because I've been knocking on your door for awhile now and you haven't shifted from your position to indicate that you will answer the door.

ShirogaNYEH: truly a detective,,,

Treblemaker: oh shit sorry!!

chaotic lesbean: AND WHAT IS A DEGENERATE LIKE YOU DOING IN THE FEMALE AREA OF THE DORM THIS LATE AT NIGHT

Treblemaker: It's fine Chabashira-san!! Shuichi-kun usually comes over so we can gossip or whatever

chaotic lesbean: WHAT??? USUALLY??????

Maki Roll: wow Saihara, you managed to sneak past chabashira several times already, im impressed

The Only Hope For Me Is You: Thank you Harukawa-san! I feel validated.

Lord Panta: is there really NOTHING going on between you two

The Only Hope For Me Is You: Kaede-san is my bestfriend??

Treblemaker: Yeah, why does that bother you so much Ouma-kun?

Kork: He likely feels envious of your relationship.

Lord Panta: lol no

starlord: sure jan

Lord Panta: quick question what are yall sexual orientations

imma meme: im fabulously gay

chaotic lesbean: isn't it obvious

dumb blonde slut: dont have 2 repeat myself

Do You Believe In Magic: ace...... sexual attraction is tiring.........

ShirogaNYEH: same!!

Kork: as am I.

Treblemaker: Actually, I'm Bi but I tend to prefer girls

starlord: well since were being honest ok im bi too

Maki Roll: same

Gokuhara Gonta: Gonta loves all!! And Hoshi-kun says he's Ace!

Treblemaker: Gonta-kun, it's getting really late. You and Hoshi-kun should start heading back here.

Gokuhara Gonta: Of course, Akamatsu-san!

Imma meme: spoken like another mom

Treblemaker: >:(

Robot Rights Activist: My attraction is not affected by one's sexual orientation

bitch I am the WAY: Angie is pan!~

The Only Hope For Me Is You: I'm gay

Lord Panta: YES!!!!

Maki Roll: wow he was not subtle AT ALL

Treblemaker: What about you @Mother Knows Best?

imma meme: why do you want to know (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖)

Treblemaker: It wouldn't be fair to leave out someone from a question addressed to everyone!

Treblemaker: also, another word amami and im bashing your head with a shot put ball

ShirogaNYEH: go get em Akamatsu-san!

imma meme: im having war flashbacks

Mother Knows Best: Thank you for your consideration, Akamatsu-san. Apologies for not replying the soonest as I had to attend to some last minute errands. To answer your query, my preference is of the same sex.

Lord Panta: okay cool thank you for your input everyone!!!

Maki Roll: you only wanted to know one person's tho

dumb blonde slut: how about bull balls what do u think his orientation is

starlord: are you referring to great gozu??

dumb blonde slut: yea dumbass

dumb blonde slut: oh fuck those huge man tits,,,

dumb blonde slut: annsd heds a wretslerr he g ets all sewaTYyna d

chaotic lesbean: OK TENKO HAS HEARD ENOUGH

Maki Roll: Iruma shut the fuck up

bitch I am the WAY: Angie hears moaning again and it is very disturbing~~

Treblemaker: To think our rooms are billed as soundproof...

The Only Hope For Me Is You: I am effectively traumatized tonight.

ShirogaNYEH: we need to take this up with the headmaster!!

imma meme: uhhh its kinda weird to explain how we discovered the walls arent entirely soundproof

imma meme: “our classmate was masturbating too loudly to thoughts about our homeroom teacher's man boobs”

Kork: Let us not prolong this discussion. Can someone take care of that horrid excuse of a human being.

bitch I am the WAY: oh, she has stopped

bitch I am the WAY: Ah, Angie hears loud noises of struggle

bitch I am the WAY: then some shuffling outside the hallway

bitch I am the WAY: it is dead quiet now

chaotic lesbean: what just happened

chaotic lesbean: Tenko was terrified to peek outside

Treblemaker: Harukawa-san we talked about this

Maki Roll: what? I didn't kill her

Hoshi Ryoma: yo

The Only Hope For Me Is You: Hello Hoshi-kun

Hoshi Ryoma: just got back in the dorm with gokuhara

Hoshi Ryoma: he want back to his room but

Hoshi Ryoma: im still in the lounge room rn

Hoshi Ryoma: im seein tojo with a gagged and immobile iruma wrapped in a blanket being dragged across the room to the front door

Hoshi Ryoma: tojo just dumped her out

Lord Panta: NISHISHISHI PUNISHMENT TIME

chaotic lesbean: :O

imma meme: what an ICON

Treblemaker: woah thats hot

bitch I am the WAY: she is doing Atua's work~~

Mother Knows Best: I was merely disposing of the trash.

Do You Believe In Magic: …..tnx mom........

The Only Hope For Me Is You: Best mom!

starlord: shouldn't that include ouma tho

Lord Panta: suck my dick spaceman

Robot Rights Activist: Language!

Lord Panta: da hell keeboy it wasnt even that crass

Gokuhara Gonta: Oh no! What has been going on here, friends?

chaotic lesbean: NOTHING! PLEASE CARRY ON WITH YOUR NORMAL NIGHTLY ROUTINE

starlord: hey gonta, buddy, do me a favor and dont backlog

Gokuhara Gonta: Alright, Momota-kun!

ShirogaNYEH: Gonta-kun should not be tainted in any way!!

ShirogaNYEH: we should probably let Iruma-san inside now though

Lord Panta: are you in league with the DEVOL

Maki Roll: not like you're any better

Mother Knows Best: Very well. I suppose she has learned her lesson, at least for this moment.

Imma meme: well this was wild

Treblemaker: Let's not talk about this ever again

The Only Hope For Me Is You: Group chats tend to spiral down into levels of insanity the longer we spend time in it

Kork: Might I suggest a more... family-friendly topic?

Treblemaker: What is it, Shinguji-kun?

Kork: Ghosts in Hope's Peak

starlord: FUCK NO

bitch I am the WAY: hmmm what about nicknames for Gonta and Ryoma!~

The Only Hope For Me Is You: Good idea, Angie-san

Gokuhara Gonta: Oh yes! Gonta is excited on what name friends will gift him!

Imma meme: okay we better not fuck this up then

Lord Panta: allow me~

Maki Roll removed Lord Panta from the chat

starlord: lol sniped again

imma meme: DEADT

chaotic lesbean: noone must ruin this special moment!!

Do You Believe In Magic changed Gokuhara Gonta to Good Noodle

imma meme: yumeno-san is our name-changing cryptid

Good Noodle: Thank you Yumeno-san! Gonta loves this nickname!

ShirogaNYEH: im,,, CRYING

chaotic lesbean: you're doing amazing, sweetie

Do You Believe In Magic changed Hoshi Ryoma to quail egg

ShirogaNYEH: s m o l  b e a n

quail egg: NO

imma meme: hoshi-kun can literally punt us to the sun let's not baby him

starlord: not to mention that hes got a deeper voice than the rest of us guys

starlord: its so manly

The Only Hope For Me Is You: Momota-kun, your gay is showing

Treblemaker: Yay! Now everyone's got a nickname.

Treblemaker: We should probably add Ouma-kun back here.

quail egg: respectfully disagree

chaotic lesbean: you are too nice akamatsu-san!!!

ShirogaNYEH: funny how we somehow end up kicking Ouma-kun out the chat then add him later towards the end of the chapter...

starlord: ????

Treblemaker added Lord Panta to the chat.

Do You Believe In Magic changed Lord Panta to notto disu shitto agen

notto disu shitto again: i feel loved

dumb blonde slut: THE GREAT IRUMA MIU IS BACK YA DUMB VIRGINS

Maki Roll: fuck go back

Kork: This is the 10th Circle of Hell.

Mother Knows Best: I would like to inform everyone that the time is now five minutes past eleven in the evening. I believe this is the ideal time for all of us to get some rest as we have a class on Physical Education early morning.

Imma meme: omg I hate PE

notto disu shitto agen: but moooooom

Mother Knows Best: All of you go to sleep or I will not make breakfast for everyone tomorrow.

notto disu shitto agen: okay okay jeez

dumb blonde slut: yes mommy

starlord: aight mom

bitch I am the WAY: Apparently, Angie must postpone here sacrificial ritual tonight~~

ShirogaNYEH: awww I wont binge watch anime tonight then

Do You Believe In Magic: ….....good nyt...................

chaotic lesbean: Sleep well yumeno-chan <3

Do You Believe In Magic: …...........nyeh <3

Good Noodle: Goodnight everyone!

quail egg: night

dumb blonde slut: nyt cocksuckers

The Only Hope For Me Is You: Good night, all!

notto disu shitto agen: hey saihara-chan are you back at your room can i come over :v

The Only Hope For Me Is You: nah I'm sleeping over Kaede-san's tonight

notto disu shitto agen: WHAT

chaotic lesbean: WHAT

Mother Knows Best: Saihara-san, I am afraid I will have to escort you out. Now.

Imma meme: oof

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nickname guide notto disu shitto agen: Ouma The Only Hope For Me Is You: Saihara Treblemaker: Akamatsu bitch I am the WAY: Yonaga starlord: momota shirogaNYEH: shirogane Mother Knows Best: tojo imma meme: amami Maki Roll: harukawa Do You Believe In Magic: yumeno chaotic lesbean: chabashira Kork: shinguji Robot Rights Activist: idabashi dumb blonde slut: iruma Good Noodle: gokuhara quail egg: hoshi

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       im gay for richjake and dont have an icon so take this unformatted idea loosely based on some tw!tter antics that i had at 4:30 this morning

     morning light filters lazily through the gap in the curtains like it has somewhere better to be, and rich rolls over with a groan. he’s met with a solid warmth, a breathing mass of slightly freckled skin and groggy smiles --- his heart falters, for just a second. the way jake looks in the morning is something that needs to be appreciated; and that he does, propped up on one elbow as his boyfriend slides out of bed and stretches lithely, turning off his alarm with a practiced kind of exhaustion. the sun makes him look golden, stood in the dim air of michael’s spare room. 

      once he’s found his shirt and donned it, and rich’s fun is over, the shorter of the two gets up, knuckling moodily at his eyes. it’s five o’clock, an early rise for rich but just another thursday for jake. he’s working a long shift tonight, as well as finishing off his summer packets, and that fact alone is enough to coax rich into making breakfast before noon. the two boys don’t talk to each other just yet; it’s criminal to speak to rich before he downs some kind of beverage, and jake needs to shake himself out of the tiredness that settles in every crease of his skin. it’s a system they’ve had worked out since they met, and it works just fine for the both of them.

      five-thirty rolls around and rich has used the last of michael’s butter to make them both bacon and toast, coffee for jake and tea for himself. tabletop chatter is easy and constant, jake’s light voice a contrast to rich’s gravelly and gruff morning tones that don’t seem to fade until around eleven. all the while, their hands are joined by their breakfast plates, jake’s left with rich’s right. it’s romantic until rich needs to cut his bacon and jake won’t let go, resulting in a small wrestling match, laughter bouncing off of the kitchen walls, rattling the utensils and leaving them both bright eyed. this part is never the hard part.

      the hard part is walking jake to the door, watching his gaze flicker to his car and then back to rich, lips stretched in a thin smile. the hard part is knowing that jake is so tired, under so much pressure, but not being able to do anything about it. the hard part is being so in love that it aches, but living with the fact that the thirty minute time gap between waking up and breakfast can’t last forever. jake leans down to kiss him, and rich responds readily, heart hurting in his chest.

      they kiss for some time, a gentle affair that matches the light breeze sending goosebumps over rich’s exposed arms. eventually, jake speaks, somewhat dazed, eyes glazed, voice low. “stop it. i’m gonna be late.” the smile in his voice is evident, and he touches rich’s hip so lightly, so sweetly. there’s something about rich goranski, and jake has allowed himself the one self indulgent thing in his life; loving it unconditionally. 

      “then be late,” rich teases, though they both know he doesn’t mean it. jake’s extracurriculars and jobs are integral, and rich would never take away from that. there’s nothing he wants more than for jake to feel secure and to feel better and, well, if busying himself with just about every academic and leisurely pursuit out there did that for him, rich supported it more than he could ever put into words. their lips meet again, a devastatingly gentle and brief encounter.

     “rich.” it’s a plea, a crease between jake’s eyebrows. the message is clear; if you kiss me again, i won’t be able to stop.

      “jake,” comes the reply, soft and understanding. rich takes a step back, expression as vulnerable as a new bruise. “go, then. don’t want you to get shit at work. text me on your break, ace.”

      they share a smile, light and warm. jake shoves his hands in his pockets and turns on his heel, headed for his car, parked on the street outside the gate. rich watches him go, a confession stuck in his throat. summing up all the courage he can muster, he calls out, voice brave and strong in the sleepy morning; “jake!”

      he turns, eyes catching the light, lips pulled into a crooked smirk. “miss me already, goranski?”

      the tips of rich’s ears shade a deep red, fading nicely into the unstyled curls of his hair. “ha, funny. uh --- have a good day, dillinger.” for a moment, he thinks he’s lost his nerve, scuffing his foot against the step of the door. then it swells in his chest, and the words slip out, easy as breathing; “i love you.”

      for a moment, jake is stunned into silence. they’d been together for a while, long enough for him to know all about rich’s struggles with his bisexuality, the hard time he had admitting his affection and the aftereffects of the squip. it had always just been an assumption of jake’s; they were best friends, rich had stuck around through countless things, of course they loved each other --- but there’s something about this being the first time it was said, the intensity and anxiety on rich’s face --- in three steps, jake is toe to toe with his boyfriend once more, holding his face in both hands and kissing them both breathless.

      “i love you, too, goranski.” gentle smile, soft words. “now, leave me alone. i’m not gonna be late.”

      he clears the space between rich and the car without looking back. the whole way, there’s a light colour on his face, chest tight with emotion and something else that jake can’t quite place. rich loves him. rich loves him, and rich trusts him, and it feels so good he can’t stop grinning.

      he still makes it to work five minutes early.

[r-o-se]

A bit less than 101 comment summary abt produce 101 season 2 ep 6  [watch it here]

Noone even reads those anymore but I like doing them so you know what fuck it lol 

1.      Omg this subber adds full names and ent companies I’m in love theyre just showing the rankings rn

2.      The benefit is now 10k for the team that gets 1st place by individual points but the 1st place trainees for each category is 100 fucking 000

3.      The position songs are

a.      RAP- Zico – Boys and Girls // iKON – Rhythm Ta // SMTM – I’m not the person you used to know // Mino – Fear

b.      VOCAL – BoA – Amazing Kiss // SJung Seunghwan – If it was you // Blackpink – Playing with Fire // BTS – Spring day // I.O.I – Downpour

c.      DANCE – Ed Sheeran – Shape of You // Flo Rida – Right Round // Jason Derulo – Get Ugly // NSync – POP

4.      Good luck kiddos the choosing is hidden so they won’t see who chose what before they’ve chosen themselves

5.      Seungwoo just dragged my baby Hyunbin through mud and said he doesn’t wanna be in a dance team with him again lol I understand him fully though aahahahahha

6.      Samuel just said he’s a bit afraid of Jihoon so he wants to avoid him but they’re in the same team again aaaaaaahahahhahaha  THIS IS SO CUTEE

7.      Hyungseob didn’t want eigher but GET FUCKED AAHAHAH ALL HIGH RANKED DANCERS ARE IN GET UGLY SEUNGWOO AND DANIEL AND HYUNGSEOB AND JIHOON AND SAMUEL

8.      PLAYING WITH FIRE TEAM AKA REN DAEHWI SEWOON ANDDDDDDDD BAEKHO

9.      FUCKING GOD DAEHWIS FACE WHEN BAEKHO WENT INTO THE PLAYING WITH FIRE TEAM AHAHA LIL KID SO SCARED

10.   Hyunbin is up and BoA is like…. Bro u alright?? U sure about this?

11.   BOI IS GONNA SING AAHAHAH FUCK DUMBO ITS IOI DOWNPOUR

12.   Big Woojin was the last to choose Get Ugly and closes it goddamn

13.   Gunhees mouth opens so wide holy shit

14.   ALL VOCAL POSITIONS GOT TAKEN BEFORE WOODAM COULD CHOOSE IM SO FUCKING DEPRESSED THIS IS SO SAD IM SO SORRY BABY BABY HES CRYING THIS IS SO DEPRESSING

15.   Fuck this show I’m so so sad how could they do this to Woodam

16.   Everyone are looking forward to Playing with Fire Team bc they all know how arranging music works

17.   Baekho: Disagrees w Sewoon

Mnet: *tense aggressive music* *montage of angry eyed Baekho* *red filter*

18.   This team has troubles with agreeing on the style of the stage

19.   IM A BOY YOU ARE A GIRL IM A BOY BUT YOU ARE A GIRL

20.   This stage has Alpaca Youngmin, BNM Donghyun and Dongbin the crybaby

21.   But it looks like theyre having disagreements too RIP

22.   Dongbin doesn’t even know how to rap baby why did you go there someone save Youngmin

23.   JINWOOS TEAM YE BOIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

24.   Mnet is tryna pit Jinwoo and Seongri againste eachother aahahah fuck off anyways Seongri is the center

25.   Kim Yehyeon just gave everyone a full course in music theory and composition WELL FUCKING DONE DUDE YOU GOT MY RESPECT

26.   Save Yongguk who others haven’t even noticed before I NOTICED U I STILL LOVE U IM A PESSIMIST TOO WE CAN BE NEGATIVE TOGETHER

27.    This team works so well and sweet together I love it

28.   Shape of you team now with Noh Taehyun and oldie tiptoes Seongwoo and Namhyung and Justin and others

29.   Taehyun doesn’t wanna teach anyone because he hates teaching but good fucking luck with thet aahahah

30.   They’re doing expressions to figure out the leader its so EMBARRASSING AAHAH AWWW

31.   JUSTIN YOURE 15 FUCCKING STOP WHAT THE HELLL IS THAT FACE

32.   TAEHYUN IS CENTER AND LEADER U DESERVE IT BOYO HE STARTS CHOREOGRAPHING RIGHT AWAY AND HES SO FASTTT DANCE GOD

33.   JR TEAM

34.   Baby was right away like ‘I don’t think I can be center so forget me’ but Guanlin and Moonbok want the position so that’s a thing

35.   Jr thinks Guanlin fits the center and eventho Moonbok wanted the position too he didn’t say anything because he wants to ggive others a chance ngl I really have started to like Moonbok hes friendly and not as annoying as I thought before

36.   ITS JINWOOS TEAMMMMM MY BOY LOOKIN FINE AS HELLLL DOIN DUMB POSES

37.   Everyone are shook while practicing cause their harmonies are so gooddd

38.   Kim Yongguk is a baby with low self esteem but he improved a loootttt I’m PROUD HE GOT PRAISED BY SEOKHOON

39.   During the actual concert BoA is in Japan doing a concert so she’s gonna oversee everyone rn which is really nice of her

40.   EVEN BOA PRAISED YONGGUK IM SO PROUD

41.   Ok but they aren’t giving the others screentime at all which is a bit sad IDK I WANNA SEE OTHERS TOO

42.   THE OTHER TEAM BOYS ARE CHEERING FOR EACHOTHER THIS IS SO CUTEEEE

43.   Jinwoo just sitting there being pretty is enough to make my day ngl AND HIS VOICEEEE

44.   ‘your body will react now’ my what anyways its right round time

45.   Cheetah is so adorable this season anyways this stage is LIT AND DAEHWI IMMITATING THEM IS CUTE AS FUCK AND THEYRE SYNCED AS HELLLLL

46.   They keep filming one girl in the audience I stg she gets more screentime than most trainees

47.   If Hwiseung and Byunmin get eliminated I’m gonna be Real Fuckin Sad

48.   Eunki is the leader and wants to be the new Bang Bang team

49.   Besides him, the team has Haknyeon plus Hwiseung and Hwanoong and K-Tiger Hyunmin and some others as well, Hwanoong is the center which makes Haknyeon salty ripppp

50.   Eunki has a death wish I stg he picks on Haknyeon and obvi Mnet grasped onto it and bam evil edit eventho Eunki has a reason to pick, Haknyeon is kind of behind on the choreo eventho he has a point since he doesn’t have a big part

51.   Eunki and Haknyeon talked it out I’m glad and everything goes really well and smoothly on the practice stage IM SO HAPPY

52.   THE PERFORMANCE HAS SUCH GOOD ENERGYYYY also they did scorption dance but didn’t fully show it?? Mnet the fuck

53.   HYUNMIN IS SO LIT I LOVE HIM AND HAKNYEON GOT TO DO KISSY FACES AT THE CAMERAAAAA

54.   Boys and girls Donnghyunnnnnnn is a CUTIE CUTIE but bnm kids are worried about the high standards everyone have for them goddamnit Dongbin poor baby

55.   BIG WOOJIN WENT AND HELPED THEIR TEAM WITH DONGBIN TOO BABYYYYYY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

56.   DAEHWI IS SO CUTE JAMMING ALONGGGG THEIR STAGE IS SO GOOD I LOVE ITTTTT

57.   Kinda sad that they don’t have the iconic IM A BOY YOU ARE A GIRL IM A BOY BUT YOU ARE A GIRL chorus but it’s the stage itself is good and DONGBIN IS STILL ALIVE AND SMILING AND DONGHYUN IS SO GORGEOUSSSSS FUCKKKKKK AND YOUNGMIN IS FUCKING OWNING IT I LOVE HIM

58.   A trend that needs to stop: Leaders blaming themselves for everything and apologizing for first place

59.   SHAPE OF YOU TEAM YOOO BOYYYYYYYYYY IM LOOKING FOWARD TO THIS HARD eventho I already saw the vid of how they got evil edited and screentime cut and whatnot

60.   Oh nooooooo it’s a dance battle obvi Taehyun is out there fuckin KILLIN it best dancer in broduce I stg I LOVE HIMMMM everyone are thinking he will win first dance position

61.   EUNKI AND PARK WOOJIN AND ONG KILLED IT TOOOO HOLY FUCKING SHIT

62.   Their team has a loooot of small mistakes which makes me sad and yeah exactly as the vid said, they didn’t give them screentime and fucking cut out the killing part I’m so angry

63.   THE CHOREO IS SO GOOD I LOVE NOH TAEHYUN SO MUCH THEY FILMED THE SYNCCED LINEUP STUFF FROM THE SIDE WHY ON EARTH WHY DOES MNET HATE THEIR GROUP

64.   The crowd is shouting encore…. Is this why Mnet evil edited them…. Jesus fucking Christ I’m so angry

65.   THE KIDS ARE SO HYPE ABOUT BEING CALLED FOR ENCORE THIS IS SO CUTEEEE TAEHYUN GOT FIRST HES SO SO WORTHY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HE REALLY DESERVES IT

66.   The others are still so happy for Taehyun this team has such good teamwork I’m cryin Mnet fuckin rudeeeee

67.   MINO FEAR UP W MY BOYSSSSS JR MOONBOK GUANLIN KIM TAEMIN

68.    Save Guanlin who can’t perform well in front of teachers I UNDERSTAND U BOO I GET IT AND HE GOT EVEN PRAISED BABYYY

69.   Their entire team got pencils in their mouths CUTIESSS

70.   Can’t believe Guanlin has two NU’EST guardians now god bless JR and Baekho BOA PRAISED HIS PRONOUNCIATION IM SO HAPPY I LOVE JR GOD BLESS NATIONS LEADER

71.   Taemin has been a trainee for 5 years????? Holy shit SAVE THIS BOY I’M SAD

72.   Moonbok made his rap for Hyunwoo bc he’s sad IM SAD TOO AAA

73.   ALL OF THEIR RAPS ARE SO EMOTIONAL WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS SO GOOD IM SAD

74.   NUEST  ARE ALL LOOKIN SAD KAHI IS BORDERLINE CRYING BAEKHOS LIPS TREMBLING IM EMOOOOO AS FUUUCKKKKK

75.   FUCKING DOGBIN BEING HOPELESS ABOUT NOT DEBUTING HYUNWOO IS IN THE CROWD CRYING AND MOONBOK IS BEING SAD THIS IS SO GOOD I LOVE THIS STAGE AAAAAAAAA

76.   ITS JINWOOS TEAMMMMM MY BOY LOOKIN FINE AS HELLLL DOIN DUMB POSES

77.   Everyone are shook while practicing cause their harmonies are so gooddd

78.   Kim Yongguk is a baby with low self esteem but he improved a loootttt I’m PROUD HE GOT PRAISED BY SEOKHOON

79.   During the actual concert BoA is in Japan doing a concert so she’s gonna oversee everyone rn which is really nice of her

80.   EVEN BOA PRAISED YONGGUK IM SO PROUD

81.   Ok but they aren’t giving the others screentime at all which is a bit sad IDK I WANNA SEE OTHERS TOO

82.   THE OTHER TEAM BOYS ARE CHEERING FOR EACHOTHER THIS IS SO CUTEEEE

83.   Jinwoo just sitting there being pretty is enough to make my day ngl AND HIS VOICEEEE

84.   ‘your body will react now’ my what anyways its right round time

85.   Its basically the exact same footage as before Haknyeon vs Eunki

86.   Cheetah is so adorable this season anyways this stage is LIT AND DAEHWI IMMITATING THEM IS CUTE AS FUCK AND THEYRE SYNCED AS HELLLLL

87.   They keep filming one girl in the audience I stg she gets more screentime than most trainees

88.   If Hwiseung and Byunmin get eliminated I’m gonna be Real Fuckin Sad

89.   ITS BLACKPINK STAGE TIME YE BOIIIIIIIIIIII It’s Baekho, Ren, Daehwi and Sewoon

90.   They got some problems with Sewoon playing guitar but it all GOOD they got em solved

91.   Ren got shades on lookin like the love child of Zion.T and Lady gaga

92.   Daehwi just blowed some red god damn CONFETTI it looks GOOD AS HELL YOOO THAT BOY LOOKS FUCKING FINE HERE

93.   Ren was last, Sewoon third, Baekho second and Daehwi first

94.   Cant believe Sewoon and Daehwi got over their Baekhophobia tru character development

95.   GET UGLY STAGE HOLY SHITTTT ALL THE POPULAR KIDS THERE

96.   Danik my dude doin all sorts of handstand bboy things bruh I bet his arms look hella nice

97.   THEY JUST CUT IT!! JUST LIKE THAT! NO FUCK

[snake-house]

America X Reader X France - bite. pt 1

Warning[s]: sexual themes, maybe light language. her/she pronouns used for reader when you see this '--' it just means some times has passed yes, vampires. ______

"You're one of them now..."  a voice called out to you. Everything was black. You just assumed you were dead, or at least passed out. A warm hand pressed itself to your cheek, urging you to awake from your slumber. Was it really there? Or were you hallucinating the feeling? Your eyes fluttered open, your vision going out of focus immediately. Letting your senses come back to you, you started to remember what happened. 

--

A moan slipped past your lip as he finally removed your last piece if clothing. Your eyes were rolled back in your head in complete bliss. 

One of his hands was busy with your breast while his mouth busied itself with leaving love bites across your chest, as his other hand had his fingers rocking steadily in and out of your heat. 

"A...Alfred, I can't take it any-anymore," You chocked out, feeling your end getting ready to come crashing down on you. "Please-please, oh my god.."

The blonde looked up at you, you always thought he looked ten times sexier without his glasses on, smirking at you as he removed his fingers from you and taking his dear time licking off your fluids. Your face flushed just at the sight of it. 

"Since you asked so nicely," Alfred said with a small chuckle and lined his length with your entrance, suddenly getting a serious look, "I love you, so much, I hope you know that..." He whispered before he sheathed himself in you. 

Your mouth opened in a silent moan, your head falling back against the pillow. Then his teeth were on you. Quick and hard, sinking into your neck. All you felt what pain, just a burning sensation coming from where Alfred was biting you. 

"A-Al!! Stop it! That hurts!" You screeched, trying to shove him off of you, but it wasn't helping. All the passion he filled built up in you stopped flowing, all the pleasure you were feeling was replaced with this pain. It was like he was anchored to your neck. 

As you struggled for him to stop and get off of you, his hips still working against you diligently, your movements started to slow, your eyes dropping. 

When everything was starting to go black, Alfred drew back, your blood dripping from his mouth, a look of anguish on his face. 

"I love you [Name], I love you so much." He breathed out, and you were out. If he called this love, you weren't sure if you knew the emotion at all anymore. --

You bolted up, looking around frantically, you had the sensation that your pulse was racing, but it wasn't. Your heart wasn't beating as frantically like it felt, it wasn't beating at all. 

By the looks of it, you were still in Alfred's room, as well as still nude. Getting a better look around the room, it had to be at least noon by the way the sun was filtering through the blinds. And Alfred wasn't there.

Your clothes were folded neatly at your feet, as well as your shoes being on top of them. 

With caution, you got up and quickly put on your clothes. But as you did, stepping into sunlight and it burned, like you accidentally touching a hot pan. 

Thinking nothing of it, you finished getting dressed and put your shoes on, and went to find Alfred to ask what he did to you last night. 

The entire house was empty. There was a thought that Alfred maybe just somewhere else in the home, but he wasn't. 

You didn't know what to do. Was there anything you could do?

Without thinking and just out of instinct, you called your best friend of, Francis. "'ello?" The familiar French accent said on the other side.

"Hello? Francis?" Your voice was shaking, even though you tried to hide it, but hearing his voice comforted you. 

"[Name]? What's wrong? Did something happen?" You knew he had been asleep, but with his tired tone you could tell he was worried. 

You smiled at this slightly before replying, "I'm alright, but I don't know what happened." You answered honestly, "Alfred and I were, um, having sex last night and he bit me," You had to pause to stop yourself from getting too emotional, "And he wouldn't stop. Now he's gone. He's not in the house, and the light hurts, I don't know why it hurts," You were starting to tear up, you were scared, "Francis, what's wrong with me?" 

There was a silence, an eerie silence, but it thankfully didn't last long, "[Name], I'm coming to get you, just stay inside. Where are you at?"

"I'm at Alfred's house, you know where that is right?" 

"Oui, I'll be there in a few." And he hung up.  

You did just as he said and stayed inside. You were on edge, too nervous to sit down or even watch a little tv, so you stood in the kitchen. Every once in a while glancing at the front door. 

Fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang. 

"Francis." You breathed out as soon as you opened the door. 

The Frenchman was clad in his usual wear. A loose, long-sleeve button up, and a pair of rather casual slacks and dress shoes, as well as his sunglasses and his iconic black umbrella he always had with him. 

He flashed you a grin as you wrapped your arms around him. 

"It's alright, let's get out of 'ere," Francis said, letting go of you and gesturing to his car. 

You didn't answer, you just nodded at his words and let him lead you away from the house.

As the two of you drove away from your boyfriend's house, your mind was throbbing from everything that was going on. You didn't even ask where you were going, you just let him drive and drive. Although you did explain what happened last night, everything that you remembered at least. When the car started to slow down, you immediately recognized Francis's gorgeous house. You always envied him for keeping such a beautiful home. It wasn't a mansion, but it might be considered a small one. His home was on the edge of town, where all the old homes resided, his being one of them of course. But, even thought it had an old design on the outside, Francis had renovated the entire inside of his house to be very up-to-date with all the neat modern upgrades. With these upgrades, you could probably marry his kitchen. Francis pulled his car into the garage, closing it behind the car. -- "I'm not understanding what you're saying," You answered honestly, "What do you mean you're a vampire?" The Frenchman sighed, he knew it was going to be a lot to take in, he just thought that maybe telling you his secret first would be easier. "I mean exactly what I said." He said, softer this time and adding, "Alfred, Alfred is one too, and Arthur, but we're the only ones in this area. I know many more vampires, but in Europe right now." Your eyes closed, trying to comprehend this information, and sat on his couch. He was a vampire? And Alfred was one too? Why did he bite you? Did he ever love you or where you just a meal. Tears started stinging the corners of your eyes. "[Name]," The couch dipped beside you as Francis sat beside you, placing his hand on your shoulder, "I know this is a lot for you to take in right now, so I won't explain anything else until you're ready, is that ok?" You nodded, "I'm ok with you continuing, but... Why wouldn't Alfred tell me?" You asked and turned to look at him, the pain in your eyes burned deep within himself, "We've been dating for over a year, he's the only boyfriend where I told him I loved him. We were talking about marriage... And he didn't tell me?" You were heart broken, did you know what love was? And the tears started falling. "Ma chérie," Francis wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug, which you returned without question, "I 'ave no doubt that Alfred loved you, but I 'ave no excuse for 'im not telling you anything." He pressed a kiss to your temple before pulling away from the hug, "May I look at your neck?" He asked softly. When you nodded and tilted your head to the side for him to see, he outlined the bite with his pointer finger lightly and sighed, "What's wrong?" You asked as you wiped your eyes with the back of your hand. "Well," he started, he seemed sad, "By the way the bite doesn't seem clean cut, most likely from you struggling, and the fact the bite isn't directed towards your jugular vein, and more in your shoulder area, I can only assume he was probably trying to force a mating bond with you." What? "Mating bond?" "Yes, mating bond. It's kind of our own version of a marriage certificate, but different. It's something that bonds two souls together, usually done between two vampires, but can be done between a vampire and a human, but it only is successful if both participants are conscious of what is occurring and both want it. But since you didn't know what was going on, it failed." You were going to interrupt him, but as if he was reading your mind he continued before you had the chance, "Even though he bit you during sex, and because you were in a relationship, it was still forced onto you. You may have wanted to marry him, but this is a different thing." He paused, "You know what, let me make us some tea, because this is going to be a long talk." Francis said with a smile and stood up from the couch, you following. "That sounds nice actually," You said as you followed him to his kitchen. -- After the kettle was heated and the tea leaves were steeping in the teapot, he continued where he left off, "Human and vampire bonding 'as some differences than a normal vampire-vampire bonding. Eventually the human in the relationship will become a vampire, but it is not instant, it's a process. If Alfred and you were on the same page about the bond, you would have never passed out, nor would you have felt any pain when he bit you. You would have felt warm and fall asleep, and the first change would have happened in your sleep, that's when your souls sync. The next day you both would start to feel each others emotions, if he was sad, you would be sad and so on. Similar things like that would continue to happen, and after about a month, you would be a vampire without the pain." The cup of tea you poured for yourself sat still and untouched, "What-What does that mean about what's going on right now?" "It means, because the bond failed," Francis looked down at his hands, which were wrapped around his tea cup, "you are already started to shift into a vampire, hence the light sensitivity." "I didn't ask for this..." you whispered, looking up at him with pleading eyes, "What do I do? I don't know what to do.." Francis knew you were on the verge of a panic attack, so he shot up to kneel next to you at the kitchen table, "I know, it's ok, you're going to get through this, we are going to get through this. I won't ever leave your side, I'll help you every step of the way. I know from first hand experience how lonely this life is, but you'll never be lonely, I promise [Name]." You gave the Frenchman a teary smile and wrapped your arms around him, he always knew what to say to you, "Thank you, really." He smiled, pressing another kiss to your forehead, "You don't need to thank me really, I love you with all my 'eart, I would never wish this fate upon my worst enemy, and god knows I would never wish it upon you."  He brushed your bangs out of your face before adding, "You can even move in here with me for a while, if you want. It may 'elp you get used to the new lifestyle." You grinned at the idea before thinking about Alfred, your smile dropping into a frown, "I would love that, but, what's going to happen to Alfred?" The blond was wondering when you were going to ask about him and gave you a somber smile, "Alfred is probably out of the country," you sucked in a quick breath, waiting for Francis to explain, "In our society, forcing a mating bond onto another person, regardless of species, it one of the 'ighest offenses you can commit. When 'e realized the bond failed, 'e probably fled. Alfred is a pretty young vampire, not even a century old yet, 'e couldn't 'ave known any better, though 'e should 'ave." Francis added bitterly, "Anyways, 'e'll be in 'iding for years, or at least until the council gets word you 'ave successfully change into a vampire and don't 'ave any threatening intentions towards Alfred," "Even though he did this to me, I could never, I gave too much of my life to him," you butted in, making Francis laugh. "I knew you would say that, but are you alright with this though, letting go of him?" With a confident smile you nodded. "I will be." -- A few months have passed since you died. Well, sort of. So many things have happened in those few months. Francis helped you move into his home, you had free choice of which of the 4 spare bedrooms you wanted. And things changed. It was really hard to adjust to this new life you had to call yours. You cried yourself to sleep many many nights in a row, about Alfred, about having to deal with the fact of living forever, about Francis. He told you he had been around for centuries, that it was during the French Revolution, the late 1700's, when he was bitten. You cried because he has never aged since his 26th birthday, he has had such a lonely life, and you hurt for him. The first month was hell. Despite the crying, there was the longing for Alfred. You just wanted to chase after him and find to, and tell him you forgive him, and try to live happily ever after. But after the feeling of longing left, resentment settled in, and you wanted to skin the man alive. He took away everything from you. You would never get to see your family anymore, and had to stage a death with Francis. You would never have the pleasure of having kids. Alfred took your life away without asking. The second month was not as bad. You were more at peace with the situation, but dark thoughts and feelings still lingered. Francis told you about the makeshift family of vampires that he has all over the world. Because when you live for multiple lifetimes, you can save up enough money to travel all over the world without having it make a large dent in your wallet. He said he has a home in France, one here in America, as well as one in Canada and Japan. However, his real home will always be in France, he just likes to move around so people don't start to get suspicious. Around the third month, he started talking about feeding. He said, contrary to popular belief, new vampires can go the longest without feeding, because their bodies are still changing. Francis brought this up when he saw the way you started to flinch around people, meaning your body was getting hungry. It was sad, you thought, when he showed you how to feed off of a pair of drunk homeless people without killing them or turning them. They would still bare the scars of being bitten, but not a vampire. Francis feeds once a month, and said that you could start at every other month for now. "Hey Francis?" You called as you walked into his study where he was reading. The said man looked up from his book, "Oui?" "When do you plan on moving again?" You asked curiously, leaning against the door frame. His lips quirked into a smile when he heard your words, "Funny you should ask," He started, putting his bookmark inside his book before setting it down, "I was thinking of soon, especially since your funeral was a month ago, so it would be pretty bad if someone saw you. You will be joining me, right?" Your face erupted in a hot, heated blush, "I-I mean, yeah sure, if you'll have me." Francis smiled at your reaction, what did you expect? For him to kick you out? "Belle, I wouldn't 'ave it any other way, you'll always be welcome." He stood from his reading chair and approached you, brushing your bangs away from your face. You unconsciously leaned towards his hand, he had become your safety net, the one thing that was solid in your life. "Where do you want to go?" His question caught you off guard, "Huh?" You said looking up at him. "Where do you want to move?" He clarified. There wasn't another blush on your cheeks, it was now a warmth that spread throughout your whole body. It was your choice? You didn't have a choice with how you can live anymore, but I guess you do have a choice of where you have to start this life. And Francis was going to be there to help you through it. After a moments thought, you answered, "Can we go to France? I want to officially start this life as a vampire where you started." "Of course," Francis's gentle laugh filled your ears, "I would love nothing more, I'll book the flights." The blond kissed the top of your head before going back to his desk and opening his laptop, you assumed to go ahead and book your flights to France. As if he could read your thoughts, he added, "I've been at this for a long time, you'll learn eventually, but for now you don't need to worry about anything." "Thank you," There wasn't anything else you could have thought to say. "You're welcome." -- When Francis said you were the first human he let himself get close to in many many years, you didn't know what to think. He has had people who were close to him die, and after some troubling deaths, he refused to become more than just acquaintances with humans. But with you, Francis said he changed his mind, that though his life may be long, others were short, and if he could make a positive impact, he would bare the hurt of when they die. It had been five years since you and Francis moved to France. You thought you would be doing a lot of sight seeing when you arrived, but you were wrong. Francis told you that you were not aloud to go anywhere you wanted until you could successfully mingle with the locals, or rather, be fluent in French with a flawless accent. You agreed, of course, but you grumbled at the beginning of each daily lesson. But the trips to the market and into town helped as practice, meaning after a half a year you were fluent. After three months you could order for yourself in a restaurant, but not perfect. You could have been mad at Francis for making you wait to finally see the Eiffel tower, you realized you had the time. But, it took you a long time to realize something, something very important. But, you don't know when you started realizing it. It could have been when you started to notice the way the sun shone in his blue eyes when the two of you would go on a morning jog. Maybe it was the warmth you felt when he would say your name, or when he brushed your hair out of your face, or even when he would go out of his way to do things for you. You weren't sure where it started, but you were going to do something about it. "I think I'm in love with you." The words just fall out of your mouth one day. You both were taking a lazy day, he was organizing his bookshelves in his office, saying he wanted a new feel to his books, and you were painting your nails. Francis turned to look at you with a face than read so many things. There was shock evident, that was for sure, and maybe some relief? "You think so?" He repeated. "I do," You simply replied, closing your bottle of [color] nail polish. "Would it be ok if I was?" You asked, sitting up as he walked up to you. Francis' smile was one of your favorite things on this world, and when it was directed at you, it filled you with that warmth that could only be described a love, "It would be more than ok with me if you were, and if the feelings were mutual?" He added. A small laugh left your lips, "Well," you started, standing up so the two of you were only inches apart, "I guess we'll just have to find out." And he kissed you, or did you kiss him? No matter who initiated it, it happened, and you were so glad it happened. The kiss would have put ever cliche love novel to shame, because it was amazing. It was sweet and pure, a blur of lips against lips, and a bunch of disgusting smooching noises, and didn't last long. "Does this mean you want to bond with me?" You teased, quite amused by the bright blush that surfaced to his face, despite not having any blood pumping through his body. "Wh-What?! Of course not, I would only prompt such an idea if I was certain you felt the same." "Hey I was only teasing, but you do love me too right?" "Oui, je t'aime [Name]."

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part 2

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All Even Numbers

all under a read more bc this is a lot

2. Who is your support main?

ZENYATTA by far the best healer in my opinion. ive also been getting good at symmetra

4. Who is your tank main?

a mix of dva and orisa. i like the shields for orisa but dvas good for just jumping in there and getting some kills

6. Which character have you played the least?

ive played winston for a total of 0 hrs, 0 minutes, and 0 seconds

8. Which character do you dislike the most?

torbjorn is the bane of my existence. also widowmakers bc they always snipe me

10. Which character’s background story do you like the least?

gee i wish blizzard gave us enough lore to actually tell you

12. Which map is your least favorite?

DORADO i can never find a good spot anywhere in it

14. What Arcade game type is your least favorite?

capture the flag is boring.

16. Which map type is your favorite? Assault, escort, assault & escort, control, or arena?

assault i guess bc i love hanamura, thanks for the easy kills on that map

18. Which event map was your favorite?

the only one i’ve played was uprising since i only started a few months ago so i guess that one

20. Which event was your favorite?

i love this anniversary event bc ive already gotten so many good skins god bless

22. Which event was your least favorite?

uh. ive only been through two. so none i guess lmao

24. Which event non-legendary skin was your favorite?

orisa’s null sector skin!

26. Which event item do you most regret not getting?

AND IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

28. Do you have Sombra’s “Power Outage” achievement?

i wish lmao

30. Do you have Lucio’s “The Floor is Lava” achievement?

god no i wish

32. What was the first achievement you got?

character specific-wise im pretty sure it was mccree’s “woah there”

34. What has been the hardest achievement to get for you?

mccree’s fucking high noon achievement bc every single time i either got one short, got dvas mech and it didnt count for a kill, or wasnt in qp/comp when i got four. 

36. What the highest you’ve been in Competitive?

2130 or something like that

38. How many gold guns do you have?

none god fucking damnit

40. Whose gold gun do you currently want?

ZENYATTA’S i need his gold orbs. also mccree’s golden peacemaker

44. What type of character would you like to see in the future?

another support hero to even it out, but really i think the roster doesnt need to be expanded until blizzard can give more to the heroes we already have

46. What country would you like a new character to come from?

idc really im not picky

48. Favorite player icon?

my wonderful golden zen anniversary icon

50. Favorite spray?

zen’s cute spray!!

52. Favorite highlight intro?

zen’s perspective and mccree’s name intro

54. Characters you ship the least?

gen/cy still sucks lmaoooooooooo

56. Character you wish had a comic about?

WHERE’S MY ZEN COMIC. BLIZZARD GIVE ME THE ZEN CONTENT

58. Favorite short released?

the dragons short bc genji

60. Overwatch, Blackwatch, or Talon?

love blackwatch, would love to have some more lore about it someday

62. Favorite character that isn’t a playable one? (Ex: Emily, Brigitte, Gerard, Efi, etc.)

efi!!

64. Character change (nerf, boost, work around) you liked the least?

every bastion buff ever dear god please stop buffing bastion he keeps holding r2 and i keep dying

66. Worst ultimate?

maybe i dont understand it very well bc im not a sniper but widowmakers ult seems very useless to me, especially since hanzo has something like it thats not his ult

68. Most heals in game?

around 11,000

70. What character do you think needs a buff?

please give zen more movement im dyin

72. What’s the fastest you’ve won a game?

around a minute bc we easily captured both objectives on temple of anubis. its happened a few times tbh

74. Your best Overwatch-related story?

i go to use deadeye. i get two kills. tracer and genji are still on the point. they try to run away but they’re still in the perfect aim of my gun. two shots, both down.

that and also the time i took out reinhardt, took out ana, and shutdown reaper’s ult by using mine and getting 10 fucking votes on my card after the game. it was so surreal

76. Platform you play on?

ps4 and pc!

78. Do you normally play solo or with friends?

pc: solo or i play w jan. ps4 i play a lot w kai and quin

80. Have you cosplayed a character from Overwatch?

i wanna cosplay young genji and sanzang zenyatta so badly :^(

82. What’s the lowest you’ve been in Competitive?

1300 oh geez

84. In “All Brawls,” if you get “One Shot, One Kill,” do you play Ana, Hanzo, or Widowmaker?

god i’d rather not be any sniper ever but id pick ana

86. Team Genji or Team Hanzo?

GENJI CONFIRMED FOR GOOD,

88. Does your team?

when has my team ever gotten on the point ever. i could be the only healer spamming “group up with me!!” 800 times and not leave to heal them at all and they’d still never get on the fucking point

90. No Limits, Mystery Heroes, or Total Mayhem?

t o t a l m a y h e m

92. Least cosmetics you have for one character?

i have so little for reinhardt its ridiculous

94. Best D.Va skin?

CRUISER i wish i got it but i do have her bva skin and its also cute

96. Best Tracer skin?

i dont play tracer enough to care bUT YOU KNOW WHAT THE BEST GENJI SKIN IS? his young genji/sparrow skins. a gift to us all

98. Do you want more animal character, robot characters, or human characters?

honestly i really dont want anymore characters blizzard cant even give us enough lore for the characters they’ve had since the beginning

100. What do you think Sombra’s real name is?

again idc

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Tiffany Amber Vs Walmart

             IN THE CIRCUIT COURT FOR ARLINGTON COUNTY Tiffany Amber Address Sealed Plaintiff                                                            Case #:    ______________                   v. Walmart 14000 Worth Ave, Woodbridge, VA 22192 Cc Walmart Headquarters 702 Southwest, Bentonville, Arkansas 72716 HP 3000 Hanover St, Palo Alto, California 94304 Defendant                                                                 COMPLAINT PLAINTIFF, Tiffany Amber, comes this day, November 3rd, 2017, pro se, and for the reasons and causes for this Complaint, states as follows:               ��           COUNT I, II, III, VII,  :Intentional Emotional Distress,  Conspiracy, Racial Prejudice, Harassment, and  Unfair Business Practice            1. Tiffany Amber,  is a loyal customer of Walmart. Unfortunately I’ve had numerous of runs in with Walmart due to  the employees Walmart has hired. Conspiracy as crazy it sounds is not a fucking distant dream. It is real  HP will be included in this suit. Which Is why I’m requesting Walmart Be CLOSED and the sum of its stores be sought in damages.  I have IC3 reports and I have Walmart Complaints.  Today is the fifth coat of icing on an already well frosted cake.  I’m a nice person. I do not need money. But these people act this way because there is no correction. The nicest person gets tired. IS TIRED OF TALKING.  Walmart is cheap but it is still a store in which policies must be followed  and competent law abiding BUSINESS Professionals are hired and  show customers respect and CUSTOMER SERVICE above all ACT in a LEGAL WAY. ESPCIALLY using Walmart’s name. Otherwise it  places doubt on Walmart. There are crimes which will be listed in this complaint that exceed bad employees a bad place to shop. THAT’S A crime. And I’m  seeking you be closed for it. Today is  fucking judgement day. Is the emergency CORD on all these events. When I cant just go somewhere and just shop. It becomes a scene every other day. You don’t have a store. You don’t have employees. I’m going to make it real for you.  These woman should not have been hired and I doubt this is the first of their criminal behavior.  I will list all the events  but Walmart has proven unphased by one event after the other. Different locations but still Walmart. Must be Walmart’s culture. Have become  lax in the fact that Walmart has become peoples saving grace but it’s come at a PRICE. Greater than 50 percent savings. I am a law abiding citizen, a respectable citizen of society, who follows the law. When you trample on those things.  You OWE yourself and then  YOU OWE ME. Double whatever you paid yourself. You fucking owe me more than a fucking check. Im not explaining but im in a nice neighborhood and people are behaving like this more than likely because im BLACK. On my WORST day. I will leave money for a FUND. It has not been recently but im not going in to detail. YOU OWE ME FUCKING MONEY.            2. The First incident is Georgia Avenue NW Washington DC. I Do not live in DC but I was in Walmart saw that they had a sell on computers my old one is dead. I purchase it with cash due to the fact I have been to the bank that day and I have money on me. I’m made aware that HP is acting criminally. It’s a new computer. Its saying things like memory is low day 5 of purchasing it. I have downloaded nothing. My cursor is slow or behind. Like I cant type a sentence without the cursor jumping or seeing spaces causing me to misspell nearly my whole sentence.          I obviously can’t do any word document even type in GMAIL type anywhere this brand new computer would be considered useless. When I do an IC3 report record as Im typing  the typing malfunction  stops. I am aware of why HP is  acting criminally but it should not be possible. I didn’t know you could interfere with someone’s computer to that magnitude. Gmail also doesn’t allow me to attach documents. On the spot typing become slow or sluggish to the point I’m usually a whole word behind. Even today when I’m typing the complaint to Walmart in comparison to right now typing is the way its suppose  to be. Noone thinks about these types of things but you notice a difference right away. I will suffer to  a point. I am suing but the mouse just stops working. You cant do anything on the computer which mandates I return a 10 day old computer back to Walmart. I’m aware its HP acting criminally and I was going to pursue a suit at a later date but its equal to a defective computer and so I returned it to Walmart making them responsible. I probably have about 10 IC3 reports on a BRAND NEW computer. I return to Walmart without a receipt because I’ve never had to return a new computer in my life. When I buy brand new things I usually don’t make a mental note to keep the receipt. I did however keep the (note typing is messing up this section of the complaint  Slow, sluggish.) Box it was purchased in and I figured that was equal to a receipt because he scanned the box upon me purchasing it. I have my new computer ready for a swap and he says oh do you have a receipt. I say no but you can scan the barcode right? He’s adamant he cant.  I say well can you pull receipts? I know Walmart has done this. Ive had it done a few times in the past. He’s also adamant he cant pull a receipt unless I purchased the computer with a debit card. Im enraged that night because the whole reason I brought a computer Is because I’m in need of it or was in need of it at that time. Im going to buy a computer I cant use. I walked in with a mint condition computer.  A  computer fit for a trash can was exchanged after numerous of complaints. He can exchange a computer with the bar code on the box. He can also look up a cash receipt. Both he adamantly denied upon me attempting to exchange the computer. One must wonder if WALMART is on HP acting criminally. Ive made them aware of HPS behavior. They don’t seem phased or bothered yet they are selling these new computers. I feel like that would make them accomplices to a crime. After two weeks Walmart is refusing to exchange anything lets say this computer blacks out right now. Walmart says they are not exchanging it.  That’s a crime They  ARE aware and are still selling the computers.  Note my word document is LOADING.  Never heard of it in my life.  Text has been changed. This computer is probably 4-6 weeks old. IC3 report every other day. I’ve never experienced it in my life. Also note black boxes are splashing across my screen. My WORD document froze took ten minutes for it to allow typing. This happens very frequently with word document. I’ve never heard of it before in my life Until buying this computer. Walmart owes me a 40.00  gift card. It should have been sitting with my computer when I came for the computer exchange for the third time. It was not. I had to complain they called on an inconvenient day and said I could come pick it up. Have not had the opportunity to do so. The gift card was MY idea. The computer should have been exchanged day one. I had to come back after numerous complaints and spending 10.00 each way three different times.  And I had to fight them for it.            4.  The next event is todays incidences. I am a frequent shopper at Walmart. I went to the Walmart on Worth Avenue in Woodbridge Va. I notice immediately Walmart employees are following me in the store. They stop at some point. I will note here that this is on the heels of me leaving Costcos and calling the police.  Because Costcos is harassing me upon attempting to ENTER the store. Ive never been there before I’ve been meaning to go because I hear you can buy things in BULK. She tells me I need to go to a counter to be allowed admittance. You really cant tell new comers they cant come in if they don’t have a membership card which cost from what I can see a hefty price. And I have not been inside. It’s not happening. I’m not buying a surprise meal from MCDONALDS. COSTCOS didn’t want a store. I’m about to take it. Anyway I’m in the store for two minutes and I leave. I do watch probably five people with books bags large purses leave without being asked for their stuff to be checked. I’m in the store two minutes and they want to check my bag. I’m going to note 99 percent of the people I saw were white and light. You OWE me money and I just walked in the door I walked out while she was attempting to tell me she needed to check my bookbag. I NEED TO CHECK HER FACE. I kept walking and ripped the pamphlet up and threw it on the ground outside of COSTCOS and I called the cops. Anyway back to Walmart. I get to the self check out line. There is A HUGE UGLY light broad  directing people to cash registers. She actually follows me to the registers and is attempting to put on MORE plastic bags on a half empty rack. I want to say a good 10 to twenty more people could have 70 or more dollars of stuff and it  would still only START to appear like it needed to be filled.  Like its OBVIOUS she has created a ruse to watch me scan items. Which is a suit by itself. I have never looted at WALMART or any store and I never will. I use self check out because its easier. I tell her I think the bags are full enough she can leave. Like she is literally blocking me from putting things in the bag there. There are people behind me and ALL the registers are full and she is in my face. And she’s not SMART about it. I mean its OBVIOUS.  I scan my items. I go to pay THREE TIMES. The card doesn’t process the Walmart icon is turning. Is says processing for a good five minutes each time. That would mean Walmart is ACTING criminally. There is money in my account. The police from Costcos are actually calling me while I’m trying to process the transaction. I have to call him back. I finally after the third time ask the light whore do you know what’s wrong with the machine sarcastically. She says it has to be rung up over here.  Another Whole register. I insert my card and I see when they screens says approved. She attempts to tell me its declined. I tell her to repeat herself so she can say it out loud. She says it went through over here but it declined at the other station. It’s a lie. All the three times the transaction stalls at processing. THE LIGHT WHORE OWES ME MONEY. SHE LIED TO A GROUP OF PEOPLE.  I’m under the belief it was her or it was Walmart tampering with my transaction. I actually wait for the next person to use the same machine I was using. Nothing is wrong with the machine. The man has the same  Bank of America Card as me even the same color. Transaction goes through in 5 seconds. I applaud him and say I’m happy for him. I then ask for a manager for the second time.  She has an attitude because I asked for the same manager right after my transaction is rung up at the other counter.  She now has an attitude and is saying she has nothing to do with an EMPLOYEE SHE MANAGES. SHE is not at all concerned with has taken place. She has an attitude I ask for her name. I say is there anyone here above you?  She says not right now. The managers name Is Julie the light skin whores name is Natasha. I leave and call the cops. The cops give me a hassle. I’m angry so they got the special I don’t do to well with people attempting to tell me what I already know. I CALL back the same officer that calls me in the store. I have to fight with him. I finally get a report number AFTER I make it clear I can and will call the cops as many times as I want as long I feel as though a crime has been committed. It a crime and its racism at its finest. I wanted proof this happened. That case number I PD17101200261020 OFFICER CW Dooley.                       Relief follows, See Attached.                                                                Respectfully submitted,                                                            _____________________                                                                Tiffany Amber, Plaintiff                                                          Address Sealed Relief 200 Billion. No request. Just CLOSURE of your stores. 20 Million AND the two whores are HUMILIATED FIRED BY A LETTER I WRITE. I want it recorded. Want customers to watch.  No references no severance pay.  It is very sad Walmart actually had someone call me, a manager ,I am presuming, and she did not delete this suit off my computer.  While I was not looking for money 140.00 gift card would have done the trick. A 100.00 gift card would have done the trick. Gave you proof as life saving as Walmart is  you didn’t hire the right people. Im just quite frankly irritated. You do not have a store if you don’t have customer service. When employees become the problem you need to start over.  And upper management Is not concerned when your STORE EMPLOYEES cause a scene in store with a loyal customer. It doesn’t fly in my book.

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Day 7 & 8

I’m finding that the days of long drives are boring enough to save for the next days blog post. Hence why day 7 and 8 are together. I’m also noticing christina is a much better writer than me. She paints a beautiful picture where Im like here’s abc of what happened the end. I’ll get her to write day 9 most likely lol

Day 7 started bright and early. My alarm was set for 4am but when we felt how cold and dark it was we might have fallen back asleep for another 30mins. Once we got going we packed up and hit the road by 530am. 10hrs of driving to Montana was pretty uneventful. During our drive through Wyoming where the speed limit is 80! But also means there’s only a gas station every 50+miles. We came pretty close to being gasless on the side of the road in 99 degree heat. Luckily we rolled into a gas station with less than 8miles left in the tank.

After about 11hrs of travel we reached Bozeman Montana to see our good friend Paul (who also has type 1 diabetes). His family was still in town so christina and I decided to shower (first time since Madison) and head downtown for some dinner. I chose to eat at a place called Roost, that for being in the middle of nowhere had some pretty good fried chicken. After we walked downtown some more. We stopped into a coffee house that served not only bakery goods but beer/wine and cocktails. I tried a local raspberry cider (can you tell that’s my fav) and Christina got a berry sake mimosa. Surprisingly, both were really good. Christina really enjoyed the live music they had playing within the coffee shop and the bartista lady was a gem. Bozeman is a cute town kind of like Boulder except everyone fly fishes and hunts here.

I passed out early, but Christina and Paul went out on the town with friends. I hear they had some amazing fried Mac and cheese balls.

Day 8 by Christina

Today had a slow start. We intended on making a trip to Yellowstone, but decided against it as it would be a 4 hour round trip. It was very upsetting, especially since it’s such an iconic park. We were invited to participate in many other activities in Bozeman to occupy our otherwise unplanned time.

We had breakfast at the Western Cafe. Apparently they’re called cafes in the west, not diners. The Bobcat special was cinnamon roll French toast, which was very good.

Quick trip to Walmart to pick up some things, including a weekend fishing license for Marisa. Hopefully she can make it worth it.

Then it was off to hike the “M” trail. Montana’s own Hollywood sign, a giant M forged of white rock, overlooking Bozeman on the mountain above. It is quite deceiving, being only a 2 mile loop, yet the elevation gain is daunting. We weren’t the smartest hikers, starting the trek at noon. Marisa wanted to feel the backpack, so we put a light load in for her to carry. It was sweltering hot. Above 90 degrees and the trail had minimal shade. We reached the M, and decided to continue up the mountain. We thought it would reach a peak and eventually loop around and back down. We weren’t wrong… But it took about 10 more miles to do so. The climb was very difficult. Eventually we gave up, and sat down to eat before heading back down. A pair of girls, our age, approached from above and stopped to rest with us. They had a beautiful golden retriever in tow. It was, however, throwing a fit and would not walk another step. We struck up conversation and found they were just finishing an overnight backpacking trip and had run out of water a couple hours ago. I gave the dog almost a whole liter of water, but it was still struggling. Desperate, I offered to take one of their bags so that she could carry the dog. They had called a friend to come and help, but it would still be at least an hour and we had to try to make a bit more progress. We made it about a half mile, before the girl got too tired to carry the dog anymore. They decided to stay there and wait, and we parted ways. It was very nice to meet such nice girls, Laurel, Sara, and Chloe the dog. All of our own struggles became much more worth it.

We were absolutely drained when we got back to the car. Starving, we went to a fancy crepe place downtown. Absolutely amazing. We also hit up a local honey store around the corner which ended up being a real gem. We then drove into the Gallitin canyon, for a lil bit of fishing. It’s beautiful here, no matter where you look. No fish, oh well. Then it was off to Paul’s friends house for a cookout. His name was Denver. A lot of people around here have names like that. It’s always a great time with friends, food, and a little bonfire.

I’m falling in love… With Montana.

Xoxo

Christina