#in this house we love johnny depp

[what-would-your-blorbo-do]

why are you johnny depp posting on this blog i thought there was like. a gimmick you were intending to stick to.

1. because it’s my blog and I can post whatever the fuck I want 😍

2. Johnny Depp supremacy

[questions-about-blorbos]

do you only tag your johnny depp posts w johnny depp or would you be willing to tag them with an additional tag unique to your blog? i want to filter the johnny depp posting w out filtering every post with the johnny depp tag

its no big issue if you dont, but if you wouldnt mind replying to this i would greatly appreciate it

Probably # in this house we love johnny depp ? I know this is unoriginal but it’s what I could think of off the top of my head right now lol.

Also the main theme of this blog is still Blorbo game so I’m not turning it into a Johnny stan blog or anything (since I have a separate fan blog for him), I might just occasionally reblog Johnny content on here from time to time, but other than that, this blog’s main theme is still polls about Blorbos!

— Admin 1

[seleneee12]

Lilith in synastry💋😈🔥💣

Lilith has been a big topic in Synastry lately.

Everyone gets so excited when they talk about a man’s Lilith conjunction to a woman’s inner planets. Lilith contacts create an intense sexual attraction in Synastry in general. I’ve noticed that women have an easier time and love their Lilith conjunct a man’s personal planets, but a man has a more difficult time when his Lilith is conjunct another’s woman’s personal planets. Men usually like when a woman’s personal planets oppose, square, or trine his Lilith. Ex: ( Liam Hemsworth’s Lilith is very closely conjunct Miley’s sun and moon). We see that even though he was magnetically attached to her for years, he couldn’t control her making him even ashamed of her and her persona. With rumors that he even cheated on her. Now he is with Gabrielle Brooks who has her sun and possibly her moon opposing his Lilith. Making the magnetic pull stronger and easier for him to handle. Another fictional example is the new movie “ The idea of you” in the movie Nicholas Galitzine character is obsessed with Anne Hathaway (I mean who wouldn’t lol). The chemistry in the movie is undeniable! Nicholas has his Lilith directly opposing Anne’s Sun and Venus. Chris Evan’s was the biggest bachelor. He dated Minka Kelly (his Lilith conjunct her moon) off and on for seven years and never married her. He dated Emmy Rossum (his Lilith conjunct her Venus) breaking things off after one year. When he met Alba Baptista he Married her after 2 years of dating (His Lilith is squaring her Venus trining her Sun). Another big example of a man’s Lilith in Synastry is Johnny Depp. His Lilith was conjunct Winona Ryders sun and Venus, his Lilith was also conjunct Kate Moss’s moon. He dated both of them breaking things off with both of them. Winona and Kate took the breakups really bad. He never intended to Marry either of them, with him breaking his engagement to Kate. Johnny Depp got his relationship Karma when he Met Amber Heard. Amber has her Lilith conjunct Johnny’s Venus, he cheated on Vanessa (his Lilith conjunct her ascendant) with Amber and then went on to marry her. Lilith in a woman’s chart isn’t always a home wrecker. When it comes to a woman’s Lilith, if she makes a direct conjunction with a man’s personal planets, especially his Venus. She has put him in a magnetic spell. This I’ve seen in many Synastry charts of long term married couples. This is because he loves her sexual lilithian nature, and embraces her wild femininity. Ex:( Taylor swift and Travis Kelsey, David Beckham and Victoria Beckham, Jessica alba and Cash Warren, Michael Fassbender and Alicia Vikander). There’s a lot more examples of this if you read many different celebrity couples charts.

In my own personal experience: my Fiancé and I have so many Lilith contacts in Synastry. It’s crazy. Our chemistry and sex life is off the charts. He has his Lilith opposing my Venus, moon, squaring my mars and Uranus, with a sextile to my ascendant. My Lilith is conjunct his Venus, Sun, Uranus, trining his moon. The sexual chem may also be do to our 8th house Synastry, with his mars, Pluto, and ascendant all conjunct in my 8th with my mars trining all 3. We broke up once but we never got over each other. He came back to me three weeks after the breakup, Now he asked me to marry him. Ooop! It might also be because he has his Eros and Juno conjunct my Venus, Moon, Eros, trining my ascendant. My Eros is also in his first house, but now I’m just bragging lol. Let me know if you want me to make an Eros and Juno in Synastry as well as 8th house overlay💕

[vanfleeter]

Six Weeks // JTK

Pairing: Jake x Reader

Warning: Fluff

Author's Note: Full House has been inspiring me lately. Quick little Jake blurb.

Summary: You and Jake begin making plans for your wedding.

Relaxing in the living room with his guitar resting on his lap, Jake strums a random melody that’s been swimming around in his head for the past three days. He’s so focused on his playing that he doesn’t even notice you walking into the room. That is until you’re sitting in front of him on the coffee table. He lifts his eyes to look at you, not once faltering as he continues playing.

You give him a wide smile and he chuckles.

“Okay..” He smiles as he halts his playing and puts his guitar off to the side. “What do you want?”

“Your mom’s asking if we picked a venue and a date yet.” You say.

“No, we haven’t.” He says. “Though we should soon.”

“Yes and I was thinking we could do that now,” You say. “If you don’t mind.”

Jake shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t mind.”

“Great. Do you have any ideas?” You say as you move to sit next to him on the couch.

“Pirates.”

Your shoulders drop. “Pirates?” Jake eagerly nods his head. “Jake, I adore your love for pirates, you know I do. But I do not want pirates at our wedding.”

“Oh come on babe, think about it.” Jake stands from the couch and walks around the room. “It’d be so much fun.”

“So not happening.”

“Okay, so what do you have in mind?”

“I was thinking maybe something simple, small. Oh there's this perfect little white chapel in my hometown that would just be the most beautiful place to have it.”

“Babe, it’s too country for me.”

You feign offense. “No it’s not.”

“Yes, it is. I am not wearing cowboy boots and yelling “yeehaw” when we tie the knot.”

You cross your arms over your chest. “You won’t have to wear cowboy boots and yell “yeehaw”. But I don’t want to struggle down the aisle wearing a dress that cuts off all air to my lungs and looking like I just stepped out of a Johnny Depp movie.”

The front door opens and Josh steps into the house. “Well hello my lovely engaged couple. Have we settled on a place and date yet?”

“Currently figuring that out now.” Jake says. “But she doesn’t like my ideas.”

“Let me guess, pirates?” Josh says, raising an eyebrow.

“He wants to dress as a pirate.” You say as you stand from the couch.

“I don’t think mom would like that either.” Josh says, noting the look on your face.

“Well help us out here.” Jake says.

“Umm no..” Josh says, shaking his head. “I really only came by to pick up those lyric sheets.”

“Oh right, right.” Jake sighs. “I’ll be right back.”

When he leaves the room, you grab hold of Josh’s shirt in the grip of your hands. “Help me please.” You beg.

“Woah there babe,” He says, prying your hands off of his shirt. “Damn, I just ironed this shirt too.”

“You gotta convince Jake to pick the white chapel. Please. It’s super simple and small and intimate.”

“Babe, I don’t like meddling with yours and Jake’s issues. Especially something like this.”

“If you don’t do this, you’re gonna be standing on that altar wearing a pirate costume.”

“Would it be that bad?”

“Oh Josh..”

He laughs and lays his hands on your shoulders. “I’m kidding.. But like I said, I’m not meddling.”

You groan and stomp your foot. “You suck..”

Jake comes back into the living room and hands the lyric sheets to Josh. “I added a few more things, I hope you don’t mind.”

Josh shakes his head. “Not at all.” He says as he reads what Jake added. “In fact I think you made it more intimate.” He says and shoots you a wink.

Jake narrows his eyes at you. “What’d you tell him?”

You shake your head. “Nothing.”

“I have to go.” Josh says. “Have fun!” He quickly slips out of the living room slamming the front door closed behind him.

Jake folds his arms over his chest. “Let’s compromise.” He says.

“Okay, compromise how?”

“I’ll do small and intimate but you have to-”

“I’ll let you dress like Johnny Depp.”

“Hoop earrings?”

“Fine.”

“Okay so we’ve got that settled,” Jake says as he pulls you into his arms. “What about a date?”

“It has to be special.” You say looking up at him.

“What if we made it easy?” He says. “Make it the day we met.”

“That would be perfect.” You say.

“Alright then it’s all done,” He says. “I’ll call the chapel in the morning and get it booked.”

“Jake..”

“Yeah?”

“Tomorrow is Sunday. The preacher won’t be available.”

“Mmmkay, I’ll call on Monday.” He says. He hugs you tightly. “Geez, can you believe that in six weeks we’ll be married?”

You smack your hands to his chest. “Six weeks?!” You exclaim. “Shit, Jake! That means we only have six weeks to find my dress and you need a tux and catering and we can’t forget about the flowers. Oh god, we have to get the save the dates out and the invites and–”

“Babe, babe!” Jake chuckles. “It’s going to be okay. You’re freaking out over things that we can get help with.”

“What if we eloped?” You say. “Quick and simple and-”

“No offense babe, I’d marry you tonight if we could but my mother would kill me if she doesn’t get to see us get married.” He grabs your hands. “Listen, I’m calling the chapel on Monday and after that I’ll rope Josh into helping me find a caterer while you go with Ronnie and my mom to look for a dress.” He still holds your hands and presses a gentle kiss to the top of your knuckles. “We can do this."

O fim

[chimcess]

Waterlog (5) (Teaser)

Pairing: Jimin x Reader Other tags: Olympic Swimmer!Jimin, Ex Olympic Swimmer! Reader, Swim Coach!Reader Genre: Strangers to Friends to Lovers!AU, Coach!AU, Swimming!AU, HEAVY Angst, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, fluff, eventual smut, I'm so soft for these two it's crazy. Word Count: 11.8k+ Synopsis: After a car accident ends her athletic career, Y/N has slowly started rebuilding her life again as a high school swim coach. That’s until she gets a request from an old friend and finds herself back in the spotlight as the new coach of Olympic swimmer, Park Jimin. Warnings: Panic attack, small argument, mental health discussions, past mental health issues, past anger issues, past violence talked about, nothing super graphic, pda, they are THAT couple, super supportive friends and family, Jimin is an angel, and he likes to call reader that ;), little to no knowledge about how swimming works but i'm trying my best; more to come in official posting... Release Date: est July 5th at 6pm est

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“What do you think of the place?” He asked.

Blinking, I tried to disguise the fact that I had not been paying attention to a single thing since we walked inside. Letting my eyes wonder, I almost laughed at how accurate Jimin’s description of his house was. 

Standing in his living room, I marveled at how dark everything was. Black leather sofas, a dark gray fluffy rug, a flat screen, and a black iron fireplace were the stand out pieces. There were a few family photos on the mantle and a fake potted plant beside it, but other than that it was completely barren. It was just as sad and depressing as he said it would be, but instead of feeling disappointed it only made me smile. Everything in here was his and now I was included in that. 

“I love it.”

He laughed, squeezing me impossibly closer, “You don’t have to lie. I know it’s the quintessential bachelor pad.”

“I’m not lying,” I argued. “It’s perfect. Very you.”

“Even the dusty, ugly, fake Der Rose Jungkook got me as a housewarming gift?”

“Especially that,” I joked.

“Okay clown,” He laughed, pulling away from my side. “Go sit on the couch and I’ll make us some hot chocolate. Need to warm you up.”

Giving me the remote for the very large television hanging above the fireplace, Jimin promised to be back soon and left me in charge of finding something good to watch. After flicking through a few channels, I ended up settling on 21 Jump Street and ogled at Johnny Depp and Holly Robinson Peete. My dad and I used to watch the show together when I was young, and it brought me back to the few happy times that we had. I really needed to call him.

“Damn that’s a handsome man.”

I jumped, “Jesus you scared me.”

Jimin laughed, setting down two mugs on his coffee table. They were steaming hot and I decided to leave mine to cool off for a few seconds. Taking his seat next to me, Jimin was quick to throw his arm around my shoulders and pull his legs up onto the sofa. 

“Get comfortable,” He said, crossing his legs. “It’s just me.”

“Yeah,” I snorted, curling my legs up next to me and placing my head on his shoulder. “That’s the problem.”

“You’re being extra flirty tonight,” He teased. “I like it.”

I chose to stay quiet and watch the show. This was one of my favorite episodes. Hanson, Hoff, and Loki go undercover to try and solve a string of drive-by shootings between a couple of gangs, and Booker is trying to investigate a dirty cop on the force. I always loved the scenes between Johnny Depp and Holly the most. They were so cute together and the chemistry was crazy even though their characters never ended up together.

Jimin started playing with my hair, his fingers gently caressing my neck before scratching my scalp. It felt amazing and I relaxed even further into his side. After that episode was over, he leaned down and put his head on top of mine. Another episode came on, this was the second part to the previous, and I let my eyes close. This was really nice. And to think I almost let it all go to shit because I could not keep myself from spiraling.

“I’m sorry about earlier,” I mumbled.

“Don’t be,” He whispered back, placing a small kiss on the top of my head. “Never apologize for being upset.”

Taking a deep breath, I thought about what Hoseok had said. There was no reason to tell him anything right now, or at least, the “L” word did not need to come into conversation. Still, it felt wrong to keep him in the dark. Jimin was always willing to listen and I felt awful for lying to him earlier.

“I really like you and sometimes it scares me,” I admitted quietly. “I called Hoseok to see if he had any advice. Sorry I lied about that.”

He shook his head, “I’m not upset with you, angel. Sometimes they scare me, too.”

“Really?” I had never really thought about that before.

“Of course,” He chuckled, moving away to look down at me. I lifted my head in a rare act of bravery. “I don’t think you understand just how amazing you are.”

I smiled lazily, unable to look away from him. He looked so beautiful in this lighting. The tv on one side of his face, the darkness in the rest of the house casting a dark shadow on the rest of it. I noticed his head inching closer, eyes heavily lidded as he watched me, waiting for a reaction. Heart pounding, I did the only thing I could think of. I closed my eyes and tilted my head higher.

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[thenightling]

Goth CINEMA is not dead!

Whenever I posted about the revival of Goth culture in the mainstream I always get at least one reply telling me "Goth culture never died!" But it did fall out of the mainstream and now it seems to be back. (i.e. Target having a Goth section on their website, the new Wednesday series on Netflix, Neil Gaiman's The Sandman getting a TV series, the popularity of Monster High, etc...) Now that The Crow (2024) is failing and failing hard, I'm starting to see the easy blame of "People don't like Goth things anymore." It's like when Johnny Depp's horrible Lone Ranger movie came out and people shrugged it off with "No one likes Westerns anymore." No, no one likes crap anymore. I can argue that Westworld, and The Manderlorine (despite being scifi) bear resemblance to traditional Westerns. Universal Studios made (And somehow continues to make) the mistake of thinking the era Van Helsing (2004) is set in was the problem. This is not true, as proven by the failing of the 2017 The Mummy. Now it seems people are being quick to dismiss things that are Goth or Gothic because of The Crow 2024 being... just pretty damn terrible. Now to point out why Goth and Gothic is not the problem. We have had several successful Gothic films in the last few years. Some that technically were considered flops like The Invitation (2022) even though I loved that one. And some that are destined to linger in the cultural consciousness like Renfield. In the last two years we had The Invitation, Morbius, Dracula: The Original Living Vampire, Hotel Transylvania: Transformia (Hotel Transylvania 4), Renfield, The Invisible Man, Last Voyage of the Demeter, House of Darkness, Five Nights at Freddy's (which has a surprisingly Gothic ambiance), as did M3gan, Abigail, Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire, Asylum's Monster Mash, Wednesday (TV series), The Sandman (TV series)... And next week, for better or worse, we get "Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice." There's also another Dracula movie and another Wolfman remake in development right now. Out of all of these the most "Goth" and not merely Gothic would have to be Wednesday, The Sandman, and Beetlejuice. I think the fact that all of these things found an audience (and not merely around Halloween) proves that Goth IS alive and well in cinema. The Crow 2024 didn't fail because it was Goth. It failed because it was edgy, mean-spirited, un-romantic, cruel, cynical, crap. There's a romanticism to real Goth culture, not cynicism. Real Goths aren't twelve-year-old 90s Edgelords. And the people behind The Crow 2024 didn't realize this. So again, please don't blame Goth culture. We didn't make this dumpster fire. Nihilistic edgelords did.

[trollprincess]

Okay, look, I’m going to see “The Whale” on Saturday morning because I try to see all the Oscar-nominated movies prior to the ceremony each year. I love Brendan Fraser. I would see him in anything. But I want to quote Darren Aronofsky in a People magazine article in which he says:

I show you that so that I can introduce some of you to Darlene Cates:

This is Darlene Cates, who played the mom in “What’s Eating Gilbert Grape.” There is a lot to complain about when it comes to that movie. Johnny Depp is in it, so your mileage may vary on seeing *him* in anything anymore, and a very young Leonardo DiCaprio plays a mentally disabled kid, one of the biggest “yikes” in his career. (And his first Oscar nomination because of course the Oscars decided to possibly award that. Thankfully, he was up against Tommy Lee Jones in “The Fugitive” and no one can win against that.)

Anyway, Darlene was not an actress before she was approached to play the role by the author of the book and the writer of the movie, Peter Hedges. He saw her on an episode of “Sally Jessy Raphael” entitled “Too Heavy to Leave the House,” which I imagine was as sensitive as it sounds.

Darlene plays the mom of five kids, four of whom still live at home, half of whom are grown, one of whom is unfortunately Johnny Depp. The kids have conflicting feelings about Mama, whom they all love, but who draws the sort of repeated teasing and harassment you can imagine in a small town when you’ve gained so much weight moving is a struggle and you rarely leave the house.

Despite never having acted before, Darlene is the movie’s warmth. She is loving but not one to put up with bullshit, she worries about her kids (especially Leo’s character), and she will defend those kids even if it means making herself the subject of public view. In retrospect, she should have been nominated for Best Supporting Actress, but I suppose it’s hard to get that sort of attention from the Academy when Leonardo DiCaprio is also on the screen literally beheading grasshoppers with the mailbox while laughing.

Aronofsky saying, “We couldn’t find the right actor that size for the job,” is bullshit for several reasons - Daniel Franzese from “Mean Girls” is in the same article all, “If you were looking for someone to play a fat gay guy, I am RIGHT HERE” - but … fine. You can’t find the right actor, look for someone with the proper qualifications who’s not an actor. You think you can’t find a fat gay man in THIS country? In America? For real?

“But I have to know they can act first!”

No, you said you need someone who can “pull off the emotions” of being a fat gay man with health issues. Again, you think you can’t find that person in this country? Peter Hedges found Darlene Cates on an insulting talk show. Her performance feels authentic because it IS authentic. All of what she goes through in the movie are things she’d spoken of going through herself. The teasing, the harassment, the shame and anger. All of it.

Unfortunately, Darlene passed away in 2017. But I feel like if she were still here she’d have something to say about all this.

[heartbreakgrill]

kol mikaelson; best friend’s brother, pt 1.

“cause he’s such a dream. and you know what i mean. if you weren’t related...”

a/n: dividing this into multiple parts because it will be well over 20k words when i am done lol 

"y/n! come in, come in!" rebekah's bright smile appeared as she pulled open the front door. her grin was infectious, and i felt my cheeks dimple in response. she stepped aside, ushering me in with her hand.

i'd been to her house before, though it was a short visit to pick damon up one time when he had been vamp-napped. but that didn't stop me from admiring the architecture of the beautiful building. it was a wondrous mansion, full of gorgeous marble carvings, scooping staircases with rounded edges, and windows, none smaller than i was tall.

"hurry, before my brothers come to terrorize us," rebekah snapped me out of my longing gazes, bursting a giggle from my throat.

she pointed to the stairs with another wisp of her hand, and i followed her up it. "my room's the first door up here."

when we reached the landing, i took in a new part of the house i'd never seen. the continued modern elegance theme of the house took up the second floor, as well. rebekah's door was cream, matching the color pallet, but it was hanging wide open. she had probably raced down the stairs the second she heard you press the doorbell.

she shut it tightly behind the two of us, and clicked the lock for extra security. "so, did you bring it?"

rebekah watched as i dumped my purse and book bag on the bed. i had promised her a few weeks ago that she could borrow the copy of my favorite book. having missed out on the last century of the universe, rebekah was somewhat behind on her reading. and she was a sucker for romance novels, which was part of the reason we got along.

i revealed the bent and torn copy, a sly smile growing on my face. "one copy of the duke and i for miss rebekah mikaelson."

everyone thought rebekah was a bitch. she could be- i had seen my fair share of it over the past month that we'd been friends. when i'd disagree that leo dicaprio was the hottest 90s actor, and instead argued that johnny depp was, rebekah didn't speak to me for three days. and, sure, in the past she had tried to kill your friends. but, everytime was a testament to her ability to survive. she was fervently loyal to her family, to me as her friend.

everyone was beyond shocked when they discovered i was hanging out with her. caroline threw bitch-fit- as always- and bonnie tried to talk me out of it in a sensible, respectful manner. but i ignored them.

rebekah just needed love. she needed someone to spend time with, someone to talk to. she needed humanity.

i could relate. sometimes- most times- the supernatural mess i was involved in left me constantly feeling lonely. being one of the only humans in my friend group felt like being a black sheep in the herd. plans were constantly cancelled, elena was always prioritized because of stefan and damon's tunnel vision; friday night football games turned into picking up extra shifts at the grille because of your messy schedule, or running across virginia looking for some ancient spell.

i had lost my identity as a teenage girl throughout the mess.

and rebekah was helping me feel normal again. except for when she'd substitute soda for blood bags. that was always a laugh.

we'd become friends after the most recent supernatural conflict, wherein elena had dug a metaphorical knife too deep into rebekah's back. she had brought up rebekah's constant failed connections, the fucked up dynamic of her family, while trying to make rebekah help them with some campaign against klaus.

it had been in the middle of a restaurant downtown, where we were having dinner with caroline and bonnie. just trying to have dinner with Caroline, bonnie, and elena at a restaurant downtown. i thought if we went to a different place than mystic grill, we'd avoid any entities. but, low and behold, elena always managed to draw out the crazies.

after she smeared rebekah, i watched the blonde turn on a sharp heel and retreat to the bathroom with tears falling down her face. i excused myself, and snuck off to the stalls, feeling a tug on my heart. i was always the peace keep in my friend group, the one to comfort people when they cried, whether it be after a breakup or after they turned into a vampire.

she was at the sink, attempting to clean up her mascara with a paper towel. she didn't hear me come in- but saw my frame appear in the mirror. rebekah tensed up, a dirty look on her face.

"come to twist the knife?" she sneered, balling up the paper towel tightly in her fist.

"no, i-" i hesitated, unsure of what to say. maybe she wouldn't believe me, but i wanted to help.

i stepped up to the counter beside her, set my purse on top of it, and began rummaging. i brandished a small plastic container of on-the-go makeup wipes and held them out to her.

"i always care these with me," i offered, attempting to smile.

rebekah eyed me skeptically, but took them from my hand. she tugged one out of the lid, and began to clean up her eye makeup. "you know, i'm on a date."

my heart shrunk a little at the sad revelation. "is it going well?"

"it was," rebekah laughed darkly. "elena ruins everything."

i gave a sad nod of understanding, "i know it's not her fault, but sometimes she can put a damper on things."

it was wrong- but we bonded over the fact that elena managed to always rain on either of our parades. i spent ten minutes talking to her, helping make her feel better after the awful interaction. unfortunately, most of the conversation was cracking jokes about situations we maybe shouldn't have laughed at, but it helped. it felt normal, more normal than the dinner i wet back to. i managed to hype her up, too, and sent her back out on her date with a bright smile on her face.

a day later, she'd texted me asking if i wanted to go shopping. i realized how lonely she must be- every man she'd ever loved completely betrayed her, tried to kill her, or died. she'd spent thousands of years running from her villainous father, with brothers who constantly caused problems and picked on her.

she didn't have a single friend in the entire history of time.

so i went shopping. and to lunch a few days later, to a movie, then i spent the night for the first time. she always came to my house- considering her brothers were always home, wreaking havoc. and it ended being so much fun, that she spent two nights- the entire weekend- at my house.

that was two months ago. this was the first time she was letting me stay at her house. she'd told me last week about the various rooms in her house- a pool, an in-home movie theatre, a game room. i practically jumped on her in the school hallway, threatening to stab her with a dagger to stay the night. she laughed ecstatically at my  joke, but said yes.

and here we were- sitting on her bed, holding out my copy of the duke and i. she quickly took it from my clutch, squealing at the sight of the half-naked boy on the cover. i laughed, giddily, commenting, "isn't he hot?! i mean, wait till you read it-! he's so posh, and-and, ugh, he's so mean to her, but-"

"you're going to spoil it!" rebekah shoved my shoulder lightly.

we shared another laugh at the exchange. rebekah kicked off her heels and sat on her knees beside me on the bed. "i want to send you home so i can read it now," she admitted.

i scoffed at her remark, taking the book from her hands and tossing it on the back of the bed, "bitch, i want to swim! and watch a movie and play pool. so, if you do that, i'm never hanging out with you again."

rebekah giggled, "okay, okay. fine. do you wanna swim now, or later, when the sun goes down?"

"oooo," i pursed my lips in thought, "later! night swimming is so much more fun."

"i have some wine," rebekah pointed to the bar cart in the corner of her ginormous room, "and we have speakers outside."

i was finally able to take in her room, and began gushing about the decorations, there wasn't much, considering her and the rest of the mikaelson's had only move in two months ago. but, what was in the room was expensive, luxury furniture. "i'm so poor!"

we spent the next hour in there. rebekah had managed to collect things through her life- small knick knacks, favorite sweaters, hats, a few journals here and there. klaus was a back stabber- but every time he killed his siblings, he'd store their things for later. rebekah said so with a distant smile, a faraway look in her eyes. she loved her brothers.

it was a silly detail, but it made my heart so happy.

after she showed me the whole room, i felt my stomach growl. "i'm starving," i huffed, patting my stomach.

rebekah shook her head with a smile, "wanna order a pizza?"

i quickly brandished my phone, and i found the local pizza shop's contact. i okayed the order details with rebekah before clicking the dial button. i ordered a large pizza with extra cheese, and a side of break sticks. they gave me an eta, and i hung up.

i went over to my  purse and dug around for my purse. "i got it this time."

rebekah grabbed my hand, "no way. this ones on me."

i knew that meant she'd compel the pizza boy, which sometimes made me uncomfortable. it wasn't fair, or practical, and bit the pizza shop in the ass. but, sometimes being with rebekah let me feel dangerous in an empowering way. like we were sneaking beers from her fridge. with bonnie ,caroline, and elena, all of my other friends, i always felt coddled. looked down upon for being human. in dangerous situations, even in ones where i could help, i was always laughed out for offering my hands.

while we waited for the pizza, rebekah said she'd show me around.i'd never gotten to see the whole layout. it was three stories tall, the mansion, but rebekah said the top floor was basically klaus' weird torture dungeon, and i laughed that maybe it was a sex dungeon. she shoved my shoulder with a high-pitched, "ew!"

rebekah shivered at the gross thought, and continued with a small grimace. "that end of the hallway is finn's room," she pointed her manicured finger to my left. "and that one is kol's."

i glanced towards the former, and then to the right. my eyes lingered on the latter, at the cream-colored door, shut tight. i had met finn, but never kol. i heard plenty of stories about his psychotic vampirism, but i had seen a picture of him on rebekah's phone. apparently, he'd stolen it from her a few weeks ago when he discovered what a selfie was;

rebekah had shown with annoyance lining her tone, but she giggled when she pulled it up to show it to me. i laughed, too, but my eyes lingered on his own for a moment. he was kinda cute. i

i shook the memory from my mind. there was a thin line of light streaming from underneath the door. but, there wasn't much movement. what did original vampires do in their off time, anyways?

i asked, "what does everybody do all day?"

rebekah shrugged, "i think finn wants to get a job in town. history reservation or something. elijah writes, as you know. kol plays video games. he's just discovered call of duty, whatever that is. he might go back to college. i go to school, obviously. and klaus just tortures."

i tittered slightly, "sounds fun."

she shrugged with a small laugh. "okay, first floor."

i followed her down the steps. she'd long since switched her signature pumps to house slippers, red, glittery ones that scraped against the floor as she walked. i was just in your socks- ones with little puppies all over them. the floor was cool against my toes, but it felt good.

as we reached the landing of the first floor, rebekah began talking again, "this is technically the foyer, though i don't know why it's so big. that's the kitchen over there, attached is a dining room, sitting room, and the library. this way is the living room, and elijah's room. there's a bathroom off the kitchen and one next to his bedroom."

i perked up at the mention of the library, and rebekah looked at you sweetly, "would you like to go see it? klaus is an expansive collector."

thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang. i was on top of the ladder in the library, running my fingers over the spines of the collection before me. the entire shelf i was wondrously gazing upon were first editions klaus had collected. anything from pride and prejudice, to a tale of a two cities. i wasn't the biggest fan of classics, but the history seeping from these novels, with a rustic cloud of smell, was engaging. my head tilted towards the sound of the doorbell, and i glanced down at rebekah.

"i got it," she nodded, waving me off. "keep looking. you seem happy."

i grinned at her retreating back. then i turned my attention back to the books. i stopped on the spine of an old classic, gently tugging it from its spot in the shelf. . i looped my arm through the ladder to balance myself as i began to open its pages.  a voice sounded from the doorway.

"hello, darling."

i jumped slightly, and i gripped the ladder tighter. my heart thumped on my chest at the possibility of falling. with a hitched breath, i looked to the voice and saw a familiar boy standing there, hands in the front pockets of his sweatpants. i offered a gentle smile, "hello," i spoke quietly, shyness lacing my features and stomach. my heart rate steadied, but it still ran quick.

rebekah has always made sure kol was never around. she said he was flirtatious and obnoxious, and that she didn't want me to get caught up in his advances.

kol held my eyes in his own, a burning stare glinting in his brown eyes. he nodded towards the book in my hands, "which ones that?"

i glanced back down at the cover, then looked to him, "alice's adventures in wonderland."

"ah," kol stepped down into the room, slowly making his way closer. he continued, his eyes burning into mine, "'tis love...tis love that makes the world go round.'"

i furrowed my brows, a flurry feeling enlightening my stomach, and the corner of my lips lifted in a short smile. "you've read it?"

"when you live forever, you manage to read quite a lot of books," kol laughed lightly.

i turned from him, hoping if it broke eye contact, it would steady my heart. i slipped the novel back between the books on the highest shelf. "i'm not a fan of it, to be honest."

kol scoffed, "what! how?"

i began to ramble, turning back to face him, "i just don't like it. it's chaos. i know it's supposed to be- but there's no moral for me to connect to. i-"

amidst my rambling, i lost your footing on the ladder. i yelped as my felt your body tugged down by gravity, and my arms reached out, trying to grab the ladder. i was falling.

i heard a whoosh beneath me and, suddenly, i landed gently in someone's arms. i threw my arms out, holding tightly to their neck, and shoved my head up against their shoulder. my eyes were squeezed shut, an attempt to look away from the ground as i fell, but i slowly peeked one open. my heart was beating out of my chest.

i turned my head to the side and caught kol's eyes. his breath was warm across my face and a worried look creasing his brows. "you okay, darling?"

i immediately blushed, and shoved myself out of his arms. i found your footing on the ground, and put some distance between myself and him. i shoved my back agains the book case. "i'm fine," i breathed outwards, with a hand against my thumping chest, "thanks. i'm- fine."

kol went to respond when rebekah's voice sounded from the hallway, her slippers making that scuffing sound across the flooring. "that delivery boy was cute, y/n. i'm going to get his number for you next time-"

as she turned the corner into the room, her voice cut off. "kol! leave y/n alone!"

i blushed a deeper shade of red, feeling embarrassed that i was interacting with her brother. it wasn't like it was a crime, like she had banned me from doing so. but the situation felt secret, scandalous. i pressed my lips together in a thin line, staring at the floor beside rebekah's slippers.

the air was tense.

kol crossed his arms over his chest, "oh, sister, im just trying to introduce myself to your friend. you never let me meet her."

rebekah set her hands on her hips, "because you're creepy."

i wanted to laugh at the sibling rivalry, the funny quips and remarks they shot at each other. but, knowing their short tempers, i minded my business.

"ah, that's not true," kol replied. "don't make me look badly in front of your friend. y/n, is it?"

he met my eyes again, and a heat ran through me. i nodded, but rebekah interrupted the moment.

"well, you've introduced yourself. now, get out. don't you have some slaughtering to do?" rebekah's voice got a little higher, annoyance thick in her tone. she was losing patience.

i smiled politely, "it was nice meeting you," i turned to rebekah and began making my way to the door. "let's go watch a movie. i'm starving still."

rebekah sent another glare in kol's direction before giving in, following me out of the library. "just try to ignore him, please," she spoke.

i shrugged, "it's okay. he didn't bother me too much."

rebekah, a quick walker due to her impatience, quickly got ahead of me. i trailed behind, and almost stopped dead in my tracks to glance back over my left shoulder. kol was in the doorway, watching our retreating figures with a simple gaze, one of curiosity.

i sent him another smile, and waved my hand. kol's smirk grew.

he winked at me.

—

i was barely watching the movie. i kept staring the door with anticipation, wondering if he'd crash through them with that same smirk on his face. i knew it wasn't realistic- why would he? but i was craving his gaze.

i could feel the heat of his hands lingering on my thighs, on the curve of my back. i wanted to touch him again, just his arm or his cheek, to see if he was really that warm, or if i had imagined it. it was like he had burned me, and it was lingering on my skin.

i peeled my eyes from the door, and refocused onto the pizza box on the coffee table. rebekah flicked her eyes at your movement, but her wide-dough eyes were mainly yearning to consume the entertainment on the television. i took a big bite of the pizza slice, swallowed, and reached for my soda can. i almost rested it's opening to my lips, but the weight of it felt extremely light in my hold. i shook it, and heard the remnants of the soda rattle at the very bottom of the can.

here was my excuse.

i sat up, body stiff with anticipation. i cleared my throat, ran my tongue over my teeth to clean off the pizza. "iiiiiiiiii...m- im gonna get more soda..." i dragged out my words, trying to be careful. "you want some?"

rebekah flicked her hand in my direction, murmured something denying the offer.

i slyly set my pizza slice into the box and, with the empty can in tow, slipped out of the room. i practically tip-toed through the halls, towards the kitchen. every time i passed a doorway, i extended my neck to look through it. to look for him.

i felt foolish and silly- but giddy with excitement. what would i say if i ran into him? what would i do? he was probably in his room, playing call of duty. but what if he was waiting for me, too? there was that look in his eyes-

oh, my god. i'm pathetic. i want to be a typical teenager, but this is extreme. i shook my head of the cheesy thoughts, finally reaching the kitchen.

i dumped the trash into the garbage can. i didn't know where the cups were, but i really wanted a glass of water. i placed my hands on my hips, glancing around the cupboards before. i didn't know where the glasses were, so i began rummaging through every cabinet in search of them.

all of a sudden, within the moment of a small gust of air being interrupted, and the ruffle of the hair on my shoulders, i felt a presence engulf my back. my breath hitched, for the second time this evening, and i watched from the corner of my gaze as an arm reached around my head, pulling open the cupboard above me.

he closed his fingers around a glass, and brought it down to in front of my face. the moment lasted much longer than 10 seconds- but in actuality, it felt like the single blink of an eye. i let out the breath that filled your stomach, shaky with a curios ruin. my heart rate spiked.

"looking for this, darling?" his voice was hot as it breathed past my ear. it spiraled goosebumps down my body, tickling every sense along my spine.

i tried to steady my hand, but it was shaking as i took it from his grasp. "t-thank you."

i turned to face him, sure he would step back, but he stayed at his sultry distance. i backed up against the counter as much as i could, hugging the glass to my chest.

the corner of his pink lips curled into that signature smirk. he leaned in further, pressing both of his palms into the counter beside my hips. i finally got a good look at his eyes- and they were brown.

a golden hued, chocolatey brown that oozed warmth, radiated comfort. and bled desire.

my eyes flickered away from his. i remembered what rebekah said. he was a flirt. this is what he did. and i felt silly for thinking it was because of me.

i made my eyes refocus on the collar of his shirt. attempting to ground myself. "i-i've gotta get...back. to rebekah."

"bekah won't miss you too much if you stay here a moment longer," kol shrugged. he tilted his head to catch my gaze again.

i went red-hot all over my body- the blood rushed to the surface of my skin, as if to embarrass me in this moment. man, he was great at this.

i averted my eyes again, and pulled my body back further. i hugged the cup to my chest in an attempt to shy away from him. maybe he would back off if he saw i was uncomfortable.

though that was a lie.

kol did. his smirk faltered for a single second once he noticed i was shrinking away. he took the glass from my hands, fingers barely grazing my skin, and filled it up at the fridge.

i caught my wrist with my other hand and nervously wrung it for a moment. watching as he filled the glass, my heart rate began to steady and the heat dissipated. distance was good.

"here you are, love," he presented the cup like a golden apple, "one glass of water."

i cracked a small smile, managing to elicit a cheeky response now that distance was between you. "are you a waiter now?"

"might take up that profession," kol leaned back against the island, making a questioning face with a pursed, deep frown. it was silly.

i giggled, "have fun with that. and thanks for the water."

kol sent me another wink as i headed for the exit, "anything for the beautiful damsel in distress."

i laughed again, but quickly sped out of there.

he was really good.

—

rebekah was in love with julia roberts.

as i picked up your trash from the movie room and hauled it to the kitchen garbage, she ranted on and on about the actresses portrayal of the woman in notting hill.

i tossed the pizza box, a few paper plates, and two more soda cans into the trash. distantly listening, my mind began to wander. again. what was wrong with me?

it was like his very presence in this house was putting me on edge. it felt like i was playing cat and mouse- only i was a not-so cautious mouse with a death wish. every time i heard a door close, every time footsteps shook the ceiling, my heart jumped out of my throat.

rebekah poured a blood bag into a glass, decorating it with a pink straw that had an umbrella on it. she began to go on about julia roberts purse, but i interrupted. i knew it was a bad idea, to plant this conversation, but i needed to know something.

"so, what's with kol, anyways?" i asked, distant.

her mouth hung open slightly, "what?" rebekah furrowed her brows.

i shrugged, sliding up onto the bar stool. "what's his deal? like, i know about you, elijah, and klaus. but what about kol?"

"he's a psycho, y/n," she took a sip through the straw, manicured fingers holding onto the end. "he throws temper tantrums and runs off to kill dozens of people constantly. he's the most problematic of all of us. he was wreckless before he turned and it's only enhanced by his immortality."

i nodded along to her words, my fingers playing with one another atop the counter. i couldn't say you were happy to hear that the one original vampire you thought was cute was a murdered. but the information helped ground me more. there it was; another reason to snap the hell out of it. "oh, joy...do you guys not get along well?"

rebekah continued drinking, and as she swallowed, she thought. "depends on the day. i can't say that we always do. sometimes. he's just very- closed off, i guess. sometimes i try to bridge the gap, but he doesn't let anybody in."

the hurt was evident in her eyes, and she tried to play off his discomfort by staring into her drink. i quickly changed the subject, settled on dropping him from my mind for good. he could flirt as much as he wanted, but i wasn't going to let him toy with me. i was better than that. "let's stop talking about your brother and go swimming. it's finally dark out."

rebekah glanced over my shoulder, to the sliding patio doors. the back yard was completely pitch black. she thought for another moment before a smile lit up her face. rebekah walked over to the doors. she slipped a switch, and the porch flooded with light.

"now that sounds like fun."

i perked up at the sight of the ginormous pool. the deck extended out over the yard, providing a direct drop off into the pool. there were lounge chairs, couches circled around a fire pit.

"hey, can we have a fire later?" i offered. "we can make s'mores."

rebekah looked at you with a bewildered face, "what the hell is a s'more?"

"just say yes," i tittered with a tease, jumping off the stool.

we quickly went upstairs and changed into our bathing suits. rebekah offered a beach towel, still with the tags on it. i laughed at its newness and ripped the tags off. i wrapped it around my shoulders, chilly from the stale air of the house. vampires didn't need heat, or air, so the cold virginia night seeped through the cracks in the molding between windows and doors, sending shivers down my spine.

"the pools heated," rebekah noticed the goosebumps trailing my bare skin. "let me go ask somebody about the house, though. don't see why we can't cater to you considering we can't feel much."

i nodded with a smile, and followed her down the stairs, again. though it was magnificent, the house was like a built-in gym. to get from any point a to any point b, we had had to cross numerous football fields worth of space. i took a deep breath as we hit the first floor landing, feeling silly and human at the fact that i was out of breath.

rebekah took a sniff, which was strange, but after she turned her head to the kitchen and made a determined march towards it, you remembered that's how she operated. she located people by smell. klaus, finn, and elijah were all sitting around the island, just...hanging out? all the warnings my friends had given me remained more and more untrue every single day. this was a family- a normal, old, ordinary family.

sometimes they hung out in the kitchen, drinking beers and playing a game of rummy. finn must have still been learning, because he looked distraught and confused.

"oh, little sister, perfect," klaus waved her over with a finger.

rebekah rolled her eyes, but stepped closer to his shoulder. "yes, nik?"

"tell me; does this look like a worthy risk to take?" klaus smirked, though it was not as menacing as his others have been in the past. it was simple mischief. brotherly cheating in a card game.

i smiled slightly as elijah slapped his cards into the table with a groan. "you cannot cheat, niklaus! we've been over this!"

klaus looked offended, "it is not cheating if i ask someone not in the game!"

"that's literally the definition of cheating," the words slipped from your tongue with a giggle. i expected them to be angry that i bugged into their conversation, but elijah simply looked to me with comradery.

"thank you! it's the definition, klaus," elijah took a swig of his beer.

"if anyone gets to cheat, it should be me," finn groaned. he looked up at me with these puppy dog eyes, tilting his cards slightly towards my gaze.

i stepped closer with an encouraging grin. "let's see..."

elijah groaned even louder, slapping his cards to his face this time. "oh, i give up!"

i helped finn pick out a set of hearts, 9-J to play off of elijah's 6-8. finn was so happy, he stood from his chair and hugged me tightly.

rebekah finally got annoyed by her brothers and cleared her throat over the rowdiness. "can someone please turn the heat on in this house for y/n? the poor things freezing."

everyone looked to me, concern lacing their features. elijah set his cards down on the table and stood up, "let's see. i think there's something called a thermostat."

klaus looked to his brother curiously, but finn was focused on his hand. "what's that?"

rebekah pulled out of her phone, "i'll look it up."

a laugh burst out of my chest, and i went red as everyone looked to me again. i padded over to elijah, saying, "i know how to do that."

there was a vent beside your feet, and a warm shiver trailed your body as it burst open and air trickled out. "ah, there we go," i sighed in content. "thank you," i nodded up at elijah.

he smiled kindly. "are you two going swimming, then?" he pointed between us, glancing at the lit-up pool.

"figured we might as well get some use out of those dreadful house," rebekah commented as she leaned against the counter.

klaus set down the cards in his hands, and fumbled with his beer. he looked thoughtful, "swimming sounds intriguing."

finn looked up, "swimming is an activity these days?"

rebekah shrugged, "it's strangely fun."

"well, enjoy yourselves," elijah spoke, sliding back onto his seat.

rebekah pushed off the counter and grabbed two wine glasses from a cupboard. the bottle of wine she brought from her room sat in her other arm. she looked at me with raised brows, "oh, we will, brother. let's go."

bubbling with excitement, i moved to the sliding glass doors and opened one for rebekah. she stepped out into the night, and waited for me to close it. "okay, you probably know how to use this better than i," rebekah said as she neared a set of speakers. "it's bluetooth? whatever that means."

i laughed for the millionth time, "don't worry. i've got it."

i slumped onto a lounge chair near the speaker, fiddling with the buttons and volume in order to connect my phone. rebekah set the wine glasses and the bottle onto the outdoor dining table. she opened the bottle without even using a wine opener, and poured it into the two glasses.

she brought one over just as the speakers beeped, indicating my phone had connected. i put my playlist on shuffle, and rebekah cheered as a one direction song came on.

"oh, i just love harry styles," she gushed, taking a large gulp of her wine.

"me, too," i swirled the wine around in my glass. "you know what i love even more? swimming. so, peace out."

i stood from the chair and padded over to the pool. i crouched down, setting my wine glass on the concrete siding, and plopped onto my butt. i dipped my feet into the water, and with my palms pressed against the ground, pushed myself into the pool. it came up to my stomach, and i yelped at the cold.

rebekah laughed at my response, tip-toeing to the water with a giant pink pool floaty in her hands. she went around the to the steps and carefully balanced onto the float. as she passed me, i grabbed my glass of wine and downed a large sip.

"this is amazing," rebekah commented, her head lolling back as her eyes fell shut.

i took another sip of my drink before setting it down. "i know, right? this is peak luxury."

rebekah snorted at my comment. "you really are poor."

i scoffed and splashed her with water. her face scrunched up as she flinched, and she kicked her floaty away from me. using the hair tie on my wrist, i pulled my hair up into a very messy bun.

"not all of us have spent eternity, dining with kings and queens," i mocked the last part in a faux-accent.

"i've never dined with a king. a few queens, yes. an emperor? yes. the president? sure. but never a king."

i rolled my eyes, "whatever."

rebekah's floaty spun away from me slowly. she was humming to the one direction song, looking fully content with the relaxing moment.

turning from her, i took a deep breath, shut my eyes, and dove into the water. i swam down to the deep end, and when my hand met the wall, i came up for air. i wiped the water from my eyes, holding onto the edge of the pool so i didn't have to tire my kicking feet. i spun to face the doors to the house, planting my elbows onto the side of the pool.

then, i spotted kol. he was walking through the kitchen, a beer in his hands. he was obviously teasing his brothers, based on the smirk he wore and the annoyance seeping from his family members' expressions. my eyes followed him while he peered over klaus' shoulder, and a chuckle fell from my throat as klaus shoved him away. kol put his hands up defensively, but his ear perked up at the sound of my laugh. his eyes met mine through the glass, his lips lifting further into a grin.

i quickly turned away, taking another breath to dive back under the water. but, i heard the sliding glass door peel open within the span of seconds. i watched rebekah lift her head off of the back of the floaty and glare at the new presence on the patio.

"kol, leave."

i faced him, anticipating a cheeky response. "oh, but beks, this looks like fun. let me join!"

elijah stood from the island and stepped outside, "kol," he spoke, firmly, "leave them alone."

kol raised his hands defensively, again, "i'm not trying to cause anything, 'lijah. i honestly want to swim, as well. look, they've got music, drinks. it seems like a great time."

elijah looked to rebekah, who was glaring at the exchange. he gave her a knowing look and she drew back, beginning to yell out a no, but elijah said, "if we can't swim in a pool together, what kind of family are we?"

elijah, kol, and i looked to rebekah expectantly, awaiting her permission. she glanced at me and i shrugged, "i don't mind. maybe we could play chicken."

"kay," rebekah furrowed her brows, "i don't know what the hell that is. but..." she paused, stared deeply into her wine glass, took the biggest gulp, and said, "what the hell!"

elijah, klaus, and kol changed into bathing suits. finn went out. klaus tried out the diving board and showed off an insane front flip into the water. elijah took the steps, carefully and skillfully entering the water. i held onto rebekah's floaty, laughing with her at klaus' flip.

i reached for my glass of wine on the side of the pool when, all of a sudden, we heard kol yell from inside the house. he came running out, yelling all the while, in a pair of pineapple swim trunks. he jumped into the middle of the pool, cannon-balling. i let go of my wine glass and, instead, braced myself on the concrete. the water shook us all around, mini-waves swirling from his jump.

rebekah groaned, while elijah and klaus shared a laugh. i smiled, and watched as kol popped out of the water. he flipped back his head, his wet hair sending a splash towards klaus. the former brother pounced in response, tackling kol into the water. they wrestled for a moment, laughter ringing in my ears, before kol pushed klaus away.

"so, what is this chicken game, y/n?" kol said, through heavy breaths from the exertion. "does it involve chickens?"

i looked to him, the grin never leaving my face. upon meeting my gaze, his lips lifted up a bit. i faltered, but pushed on, "i don't know why it's called that. there are no chickens involved. basically, two people sit on two other people's shoulders and each tries to push the other off. its really fun."

"i'm game," klaus raised a finger.

i glanced at him, then to rebekah, "how about you?"

she shrugged, "i wanna relax. that sounds stressful."

elijah, of all people, swam over to her. she looked at him warningly as he got too close, "don't be boring, sister." suddenly, he lifted the bottom of her floaty and flipped her off of it. rebekah screamed as she went, her wine glass falling in beside her.

i gripped the side of the pool, laughing my ass off at the exchange. i glanced around and saw kol was staring at me with the brightest smile. my face flushed red and i stopped. he scrunched his nose at me, as if to acknowledge my resistance, and looked away.

rebekah came out of the water with an angry expression on her face. "oh, you're dead!"

rebekah claimed klaus as her fighting partner instantly. she got onto his shoulders with determination as elijah climbed onto kol. they moved towards a shallower, yet still deep enough, end of the pool. the water dipped beneath kol's chest as it rippled. i let my eyes wander there for the first time, and i blushed red. i was hot- though it was chilly outside- to the very core. kol caught my expression for what felt like the millionth guilty time and he winked.

he had to stop doing that.

i pulled myself onto the edge of the pool letting just my feet sink in the water as i watched them fight. "okay," i caught everyone's attention, "no super strength! it's not fair. and, on 3- 1...2...3!"

rebekah reached forward with all her might and began shoving elijah at his shoulders. kol held on tightly, though, white knuckling elijah's thighs. it took a while for one of them to fall, but, eventually, elijah fell back into the water. kol managed to evade the crash and swam out from under his brother.

rebekah looked to me with excitement. she shook her triumphant fists in the air, before grabbing klaus' head and tugging it around. he laughed at his little sister's antics.

shortly after everyone calmed down, rebekah demanded she go again. "but, i want y/n to play! this was her idea, after all."

klaus nodded, still holding his sister on his shoulders. "yeah, cmon, y/n!"

i lifted myself into the pool, smiling at their encouragement. scanning kol and elijah, i hoped to myself that the former would be the one to hold me on his shoulders. elijah went to offer, but kol cut him off, "i've got you, darling."

kol held out his hand, the one with his daylight ring on the finger. i swam over, trying not to stare at the veins running from his knuckles and up his arms. i delicately placed my hand in his and let him pull me closer. i could feel eyes on us and i knew it was rebekah. she was more than likely pissed at kol, and glaring daggers into his skin. but i tried to ignore that. even if his flirtasious advances were just how he was, i could relish on his skin touching mine.

even if that was wrong, too.

kol placed my hand on his shoulder as he pulled me around, to his back. "ready?" he peered over his shoulder, and when i nodded, he pushed down into the water. i braced my hands on his shoulders, swinging one leg at a time over them. i felt his large hands stable my legs on him and, when he felt they were, he came up.

i squeaked at the easy force, as if i weighed nothing, and gripped onto his hands. his skin really was that warm. kol looked up at me, "you okay, love?"

i nodded, "y-yes. let's get 'em."

i, unfortunately, did not get anybody. rebekah either couldn't not use her supernatural strength, or she was just abnormally strong. she pushed me under twice, and i was not willing to try a third time. each time i fell off kol's shoulders, he'd quickly whip around and fish me out by the hips. it was too much for my little heart, which was beating completely out of my chest.

in the last round, kol spun as soon as he felt me slip, and caught me so my legs were wrapped around his waist, his hands gripping the underneath of my thighs. i gasped as the space between our faces was non-existent. his breath was minty like before, hot and sharp as his chest pushed in and out heavily. kol contemplated my face, eyes flickering between my lips and my eyes.

the world around us felt like it froze in time. as if kol and i were encased in a snowglobe, the laughter from his brothers and sister were muffled onlookers. as if we were sitting on a shelf, in some faraway shop, price tagged for a moment that was forever occurring. just him and i, floating through time.

my fingers slipped through the hair at the nape of his neck, and i felt him shiver at my touch. but, as the moment came to a jarring snap back into time, i twisted my lips into a frowning smile. i slid my hands to either of his shoulders, squeezed gently once, and pushed myself back from him. i slipped into the water and kicked lightly to put distance between us.

whatever that was- whatever was happening here, needed to stop.

rebekah was fervently loyal- so much so that she was territorial. she had lost so much in her life- friends, lovers, parents, and siblings. she made sure that what she had was hers- even if it meant people would die.

if she knew her best friend and her brother had shared as many moments as they had today, that they had both felt a spark, felt a shimmer of something, she would surely dagger kol.

she wouldn't lose to me, especially not to him.

as i swam back from him, kol's eyes downturned with restless confusion. i knew, from the way his hands gripped at my skin, the way his vision desired me, that he meant more than to ruffle my feathers. that he held felt an attraction towards me.

and i had felt it for him, too.

i bit my lip harshly, hoping to bleed out the feelings, and shook my head.

no.

we couldn't.

[bebx]

in this house we love Johnny Depp

[ghostgorlsworld]

Violent Delights Chapter 6

Okay. I know I've been gone for a while, but I'm here to apologize and bring a new chapter lol I love you all

Summary: Billy Hargrove is the silent, angry coworker you've been trying to avoid for months, unwilling to get yourself tangled in Hawkin's bad boy. But one day, you begin to notice the scars on his body, the random attacks of headaches and violent flashbacks, the way you always had a nagging feeling there was someone else peeking at you from his eyes--you've never been able to resist a mystery.

Part One and Two can be found right here: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/writerwannabetree/689499396213243904?source=share

"You're two hours early," you say wryly from your front porch. 

Billy is standing in your driveway, grinning like a vandal with his hands shoved in his pockets. "I didn't want to wait." "You're going to have to wait anyways," You say, gesturing to your wet hair and baggy Elvis shirt. "I just woke up about an hour ago." His eyes drop to your bare thighs, mouth curling at the freshly shaven skin, and you roll your eyes. 

"Where's the parents?" Billy asks, glancing at the empty driveway. "Dinner party with their friends," you answer, stepping back into the house and leaving the front door open behind you. Billy takes the hint, following you into the empty house with a shrug. 

"Are you hungry?" You ask out of politeness. "You want a drink?" "In a minute." Billy eyes your house with interest, the repainted cabinets and second-hand furniture, your baby pictures hung over the mantle. He takes one down to inspect, you in your sophomore year of high school, dressed in a jersey from your boyfriend at the time with your back against your parent's truck.

"I'm in this picture," he says, passing you the frame, "Look." Sure enough, his Camaro is parked in the very corner of the frame, his denim-clad back just barely visible through the blurriness of the camera. "Look at that," you say, "I never noticed." He takes the picture and sets it back on the mantle. "I never knew you dated Smith." "The jersey?" You laugh. "Yeah it lasted a whole month. I dumped him at that Halloween party, I think you had just came into town."

"Remember when I came into town, do you?" Billy asks, his eyes still on that picture. 

"Of course, everyone does. You were the most exciting thing to happen in Hawkins High since Jerry Jones accidentally set fire to the chem teacher." You head into the kitchen to pour yourself and Billy a glass of Kool-aide from the pitcher on the counter. "I'm going to have to get dressed before we go to the movies, you know."

But Billy isn't paying attention—he's too busy pushing open the door to your room. He grins at the fluffy pink bedspread, the piles of books, the embarrassingly large poster of Johnny Depp in the corner. You have pictures tucked into your mirror frame, Steve and Robin grinning beside you in most, the three of you squeezed into the same picture booth. 

"Cute," Billy says, brushing his fingers against a picture of you sunbathing in a skimpy swimsuit. 

"I feel like a zoo exhibit," you say as he snoops around your room, his scarred eyebrow raising at one of Steve's sweaters lying forgotten on your desk chair. 

Billy takes a seat on your bed, sprawling out as if he belongs there, his shirt riding up his stomach to reveal hard stomach and a blonde happy trail. "Nice bed, the springs don't even squeak." There's a double meaning there, his blue eyes dark and languid as they return to the bare flesh of your thighs.

"Oh stop," you say, making a face. "You're getting horny teenage boy all over my room." You reach into your closet for the dress you were planning to wear tonight, a short floral number with sweeping hippie sleeves and a daring neckline. 

Billy whistles, admiring the dress with a tilt of his curly head. "I ain't a teenager anymore, babe." You laugh. "That's even worse." 

***

Billy's POV

Billy is laying on a bed the color of Pepto Bismol, the fabric soft enough to make him want to close his eyes, her smell filling up his nose like the best kind of drug. He had taken off his jacket and left it on her desk, a reminder to both her and Steve that he had been here.

She hums softly from the bathroom as she dresses—if he listens carefully, he can almost hear the fabric sliding against her skin, his stomach filling with heat. Fuck, this room, it was so much better than he could've imagined.

Billy has never been early for a date before, but he couldn't seem to wait. He had done all the things he used to do before a date, showering and slicking his hair with hair gel—he spent fifteen minutes debating between his silky red button up and a plain white shirt before finally deciding she would like the white better, dabbing cologne on his throat, his wrists, below his belt. He took his time, enjoying the anticipation, the nervousness curling in his stomach. It felt like his first time, like he was fifteen again and twitchy with want, with excitement. 

But there was still two and a half hours left, and Billy ran out of cigarettes shortly after he got out of the shower. Fuck it. 

He likes her house, the childhood pictures on the fireplace, the yellow kitchen, the fact that her parents are nowhere to be seen. There's more books in her room than he's ever read in his life, and enough movie posters to wallpaper a small house, but he likes her room—specifically, he likes imagining her in it, showering and changing and reading under her pretty pink covers, wearing only a baggy shirt and panties that make him want to sink his teeth into her plush thighs. 

"Are you behaving in there?" She asks, her voice muffled by the bathroom door. 

Billy grins at the ceiling. "I always behave, sweetheart." "Liar."

Billy looks towards the bathroom door, the leftover steam from her shower still curling into the air. Before the Mindflayer, they would have never even made it to the goddamn movies, not with this empty house and soft bed. He likes to think he would've called her the next day, but honestly, he's always been a fucking asshole when it comes to women.

He liked being an asshole, he liked leaving just because he could. He liked not feeling anything for any of those girls—screwing his way through Hawkin's High was a fun pastime, leaving little cheerleaders crying in the parking lot.

That Billy would have laughed himself fucking sick if he could see him now, sprawled out on a girl's bed with a hard-on just from sniffing her pillows. He couldn't imagine leaving, he couldn't imagine not wanting more.

God, what did the Mindflayer do to him? The next few hours go by in a blur, movie theaters and popcorn, his hand sliding to her lower back when they took their seats in the theater. Just that small movement made his chest hurt, his hands clenching against his seat possessively. 

The movie is boring, the girl wants the rich guy, the best friend wants the girl, and the rich guy is a dickhead—a love triangle, she explains to him in a whisper, I hope she ends up with Duckie. That distracts him to the curve of her breasts in her low neckline, her softness that makes his mouth water. 

The Molly Ringwald chick doesn't end up with Duckie, which pisses him off for some reason. The rich guy doesn't know what he wants, he's unsure and helpless and doesn't understand her, yet somehow he still got the girl. It's bullshit, and that's what he tells her on their way out of the theater, his hand tucked in her back pocket like a claim.

She shrugs, "Sometimes girls are stupid, you know? What's best for us isn't usually what we want."

"Are you talking about me?" She grins, "I don't know, do you think I want you?" "You wouldn't be here if you didn't," Billy says wryly, leading them to his car. "Are you ready to go home or…do something else?" She leans against his Camaro as he opens the door for her, looking at him in that contemplative way again. "What's something else?" "We could go back to my house." Her face winces, and he quickly adds, "To kiss and shit, not fuck. I'm just not ready to bring you home." She thinks about it, he can see her pretty cogs turn. "Okay." "Okay?" Billy asks, taken off guard. 

"Okay."

[vivianbernadetteaurora]

Capricorn ♑️ moon 🪷🪐🤓🖖🏻🐐

Going into the moon signs again and here we come to Capricorn man which is in detriment when I sign is in detriment it’s not so comfortable here unlike full. It’s not the hardest placement but it’s still harvest some quite uncomfortable feelings so let’s get into that, cancer, being the opposite side to Capricorn, good at expressing emotion on the whole, Capricorn, rules, structure, hard work, social status. It certainly doesn’t rule emotion let’s be real so then let’s talk about the relationship with Capricorn moons and their mother.

As a Capricorn moon, your mother may have shown traits of a Capricorn.

she may have been hard-working, statuses could’ve been very money orientated, loyal, witty, patient, reliable, cautious, practical, charming, ambitious, strong world, independent, determined, resourceful, ambitious, tenacious organised on the dark side. End of this, your mother may have been emotionally, detached, selfish, critical, aloof, Maverick, naive, and eccentric, cynical , egotistical, plodding, loners, pessimistic, cautious, cheap melancholy, rarely satisfied, .

So let’s be straight with this. A lot of Capricorn moons are going to have the latter half maybe unless there’s other aspects in your chart such as Venus and 10 house placements and the 10th, possibly which would heighten the fact with your mother. whereas in the fifth house, in the fifth house, may make a better relation with the father because of fifth house rules. Leo that being the son also, and here’s a perfect example of this my mother, she’s a Capricorn moon. Her mother is a cancer. She’s an Aquarius. Her father is a Capricorn and she’s a Capricorn stallion. He he easy all that works and her mum is in the 10th house , so let’s just say Saturn is the planet of lessons, it’s the planet of when the Saturn return happens which is in Capricorn, so a cap rising a cap stellium ,Saturn in Capricorn. Thing with Capricorns as well as they often feel like the parent., almost like a Virgo, but without the talking, especially if you like my mum and you have a water sign parent or should you not say compatible with moving opposition in someway in your birth chart it’s going to be really difficult for you to feel close to your mother, I mean there’s plenty of Capricorn men. I’m sure out there who have good relationship with their mother because they could be the first half of what I put in the top of this page where their mother showed them about hard work, their mother showed them, but this is the way to do it. The moon could’ve been balanced out it’s just the parents gonna show the traits of your main sign. That’s why I was thinking like okay there’s five children and they’ve all got a different moon sign it’s gonna represent how they see their mother. so here we have Johnny Depp at the time of his court case. I found it funny and I felt disgusted at myself now because it discredited BPD which I suffer from anyway, Mr dep had a not so good relationship with his mother. find a meaning she was never proud of him. This could be the Saturn and Capricorn expectations being skyhigh of their children and not to ever being ever living up to the expectation of the Capricorn moon parent., I feel Johnny Depp never felt loved by his mother in the way that he wanted to be loved. which is sad, because YoungBoy dap wanted to just be loved by his in the ways that she could not express another example of this, another example of this is Amy Winehouse and her mother, in the documentary, both Amy and her mother say that she could walk all over her, and that she’d have to call in Cynthia, which is Amy‘s paternal grandmother because she would’ve just walked all over her, so she had a lot of halfway maybe the dad was more dominant for Amy, which would be her dominant planet being mercury in Virgo her dad being a mutable sign, although I’m not too sure of what Amy‘s mum is and I will keep looking. It seems the father was a lot more dominant parent but Amy was able to run wire because much similar to Nancy spudgen. He was also young Jewish girl, they may have needed authority of an older in the family and older lady. and then as far as I’m by Freddie Mercury, although gay man which is a different relationship with the mum I mean I’d love to have a gay son. Personally he loved his mum. I think he suffered more of his dad so you see that have the Capricorn moons it’s either going to be mother or father, or it’s going to be a generational thing where everybody gets involved and like I said with my mother he’s another prime example the grandparents constantly got involved and although I said about things with property my Nan my mum‘s mum rented a property off her parents which was beautiful and my mum told me that she turned the place into an absolute shambles. Bless her, she must’ve suffered with 12 anyway, but also. Hoarding things..

Celebrity examples, : Sarah, Jessica Barker, Reese, Witherspoon, Abraham Lincoln, Pete Davidson, Dwayne Johnson, Amy Winehouse,, Cher , Courtney, Kardashian, Milan, Trump, Matt, Damon, David Beckham, Freddie Mercury, Johnny Depp, Zooey Deschanel, liv Tyler, Jeffree Star and Stevie Nicks , Jennifer, love Hewitt and Emma Roberts.

So with all the examples I gave there you can see which ones had bad relationships with the mother and which one third bad relationships of the father. I mean some of them, you can’t even see their because of the secretiveness that comes with the Capricorn moon not so much secret, but just like they don’t wanna hear my problems we do though, we do wanna hear your problems?

Aquarius moons♒️🌚🥸🤖🦨



The Aquarius man and the relationship with their mother, the synchronies and hardware is having an Aquarius mother or mother with an Aquarian dates. I believe Aquarius has his way of switching things and this is Uranus energy. They can think pink is the best colour and they have loved it the whole life so the next day thinking it’s not the colour for them and won’t even remember saying it that is Aquarius for you, that is who they are.

So, going back to this, your mother may have been friendly, creative, dependable, thoughtful, idealistic, humanitarian, loyal, friend, individualist strong, willed, independent, intellectual, generous, original, tolerant, intuitive and witty among the other, many aquarium traits because they’ve gone through nine other bus before they’re gonna pick up a lot along the way, but I go with the whole modern day and traditional rulership believe in the traditional rulership of Saturn, paying a big part on some aquarium some maybe more Uranus ruled, I believe the ones who are a bit more rigid of Saturn, the ones who are a bit more out there and more Uranus Road, that’s just Leon mind isn’t making it up and making it make sense to me too. To outsiders astrology must look very complicated an air sign being a water carrier, hell no, if they really knew there is no way that Aquarius could be a sign a fixed sign. Yeah a water sign no to the no no no, i’m in, can you imagine an emotional they do however have a massive ego as some people say as big as Leo funny thing as it’s just a different shape is that Uranian shape, mystical and weird and strange, as I get quite offended sometimes singing my like these guys another part of it I’m like I’d love to be like these guys.

Now here comes the part of it of what your mother may have been like, or may have exhibited traits of

Positive qualities, faithful, selfless, systematic initiative, caring, honest, independent, popular amiable, idealistic, creative, trustworthy, intelligent, and altruistic.

Negative traits

Capricious discontented,detached unmanageable, rebel, rebellious, pigheaded, narcissistic, and mal, disrespectful, confused, perverse.

So I know I love to frame my family and her and he’s a good point only because like where one of five each of us, my brother is an Aquarius,moon, mum and dad are Aquarius sons were full siblings. Me and my brother. Our oldest three sisters are half siblings so I don’t know if I said in a place before dad took in charge with Jake my brother and mum took in charge of me, leaving us both disconnected with the other parent, I believe

So I can’t speak from Jake, but I do know him very well and we grew up very close together. Although he bullied me relentlessly he felt like he denied needs to protect dad because my sister slag him off and me me on the other hand, I feel like I need to defend mum to the hills and back my sisters have all had kids we haven’t and they want to do things differently, but mum only tried her best.

So let’s pretend I’m Jake for a moment, he may have felt that mother was attached unmanageable, rebellious, pigheaded, narcissistic, and malicious,.. disrespectful and perverse not so much pervert I don’t think I’d think that of our mum so much, we talk happened in our childhood we’re both Scorpios come on well he’s a Scorpio and I’m a Scorpio man and I think he holds, until he talks to his liaison sister and we get it all out there like mum having an affair dad then going with the sister if this history from what our other sister said, who exaggerates, anyway, I won’t bother you any more of the family drama. Let’s look to some of these celebrities.

Prime example, Britney, Jean Spears, and her evil mother, who, in many ways, I believe, is a lot worse than her father. Jamie, now Lynn wrote a book about Brittany called through the storm and how it was hard growing up with a daughter like that. excuse me, Lynn excuse me, Lynn what was hard about it, you have one child who you were a stupid stage parent with from such a young age you made her go out with all the boys, so she became more popular like what the hell you made your 13-year-old go out of an 18-year-old are you frigging kidding me you want your baby girl, your second born you’re only girl at the time to go through this. Of course she was the middle child. Of course Brittany was the middle child the forgotten child, the one who made all the money, middle child let’s not forget a successful people, I’m saying, successful on an emotional level than,them. Sharon Osborne, once stated that Brittany was staying in this really dirt apartment with her mother in New York, to do I don’t know stage acting singing well Jamie Lynn, Brian and Jamie were all at home. Having a good old time getting drunk. This is what Brittany was out and doing, now in the early days it seems like Brittany had a ball of the time and she did but as a child it sent her that this was normal in her book. She states how what sort girl Jamie was Jamie Lynn, that is too many southern

Celebrity examples

Jesus Christ , Marilyn Monroe Princess, Diana, Britney Spears, Billie Eilish, Eminem, John Lennon Gigi Hadid, Sandra Bullock, Charles Manson,  Victoria Beckham, Jessica Alba, Bruce Willis call, Cara,delivingne , Sophie loren , lil Wayne, Kate Bush, millie, Bobby Brown, ���



Pisces moon , 💦♓️🌚🥺🧜🏼‍♀️🧚🏽‍♂️🐠

Pisces man is the last water sign of the zodiac. It is a mutable sign. The last main sign.  Although the last sign of the zodiac Pisces are connotations many childlike traits like they’re dreamy eyes. They’re innocent eyes that even in childhood have already seen so much probably most of the time they can’t help it. They were born into this sign. so Pisces, what is Pisces Pisces is, a mutable water sign, so we think mutable water it could be the rain. It could be the rain coming in on a real wet day that moves around so fast, it could be a thunderstorm it has elements of mutable water, see the thing is Pisces represents everything of the zodiac, it is been through every connotation of what is before it, I’m Pisces, sure as hell is that Pisces often portray such a way of innocence about them but guys I know what’s really going on with you, you know a lot more than you try to learn and it ain’t that obvious to a fellow water moon. it kind of is, there’s many types and a real creative outlet for the water moons and specially a Pisces water moon is the music, the arts artist have water sign Pisces in them, prince is a moon, Pisces, Kanye West is a moon and Pisces Elvis Presley, even the sun sign of Pisces have it Justin beiber ,Kurt cobain , Johnny Cash. so you might have had a mother, who is a very creative type , on the positive end of spectrum that means she was very good at making you feel loved. She was extra sensitive, she’saw through every kaleidoscope, and I’m sure she lived through it too many times. Your mum was probably somebody who is kind of strangers would give her friends her last penny, hindering herself, not necessarily a good thing that could be a dark age spectrum thing too, but maybe she wanted to teach you kindness and goodness in the world, it could’ve been very likely that she was raised by somebody who wasn’t as kind and saw the dark side of the world and she didn’t wanna put that onto her children. She wanted to see you the best in the best in humans. and she felt this was the best way in showing you how to do that. You may also have had a mum who was in alternative treatments, such as aromatherapy, holistic therapies, and maybe even witchcraft or paganism or Buddhism, she could’ve also worked in mental health or addiction or an institution where she was able to help people on a daily basis, because it felt like the right thing for her to do, and she was so natural at doing so Expressed it really beautifully. On the darker side of the scale, your mum may have been an addict herself. I’m suffered with addiction, alcoholism, mental health problems, hysteria, what such bipolar schizophrenia, or just being a highly sensitive person, which I expect is true, either way on the diet, dark or like end of the spectrum because Pisces people naturally are in touch with the spirit world, or anybody who has a 12 house, moon or other placements in this house .

Pisces man are often close with their mums. Anyway, they are type of people that will have a home in their parents house well into adult hood. In fact I’ve noticed with people who have Pisces placements in general the grandparents are often involved and might be secondary parents to the actual child or the child’s child, but they definitely have a bedroom in their parents house,  way into their 40s and beyond, well let’s say Pisces moon have a mother who might be linked to fame or had a mother who is in the music industry or can sing beautifully or has the creativity, to make music, many many moons ago I did have a Pisces moon a friend I’m not gonna lie it’s not my favourite placement. This person didn’t have many amazing traits but I will say she drunk like a fish and you know how they say Pisces can be liars sometimes well, this one dead she won’t forget about things years ago that didn’t even happen, I told him many times don’t ring me when you’ve been drinking please it’s just one roll I wanna have so what did she do should turn up and when she was drunk so someone who hated alcohol at the time it was not nice. but I will say this she was fun to be around or in short doses she could make you laugh. She could talk your ear off but yeah she could make you laugh. See this is the unknown trait about Pisces is they can talk man and they are books, smart, they are intelligent as anything.

Traits of Pisces moon

Empathetic, sensitive, artistic, deep emotions, whimsical, subjective, idealistic, introspective, indecisive, weak boundaries, powerful intuition traits of the mother and the child, sensitive intuitive, sympathetic, temperamental, compassionate, escapist, thoughtful dramatic dependent, trusting creative, romantic. Oh yeah, these guys love twin flames . The ideal love story, but because they’re a mutable sign like an easily bright blow that up into flames as well . So that’s look at a few celebrity examples

Celebrity examples,

Kim, Kardashian, Kanye West, Sabrina Carpenter, Vanessa Hudgens, Michelle Obama, Michael Jackson Elvis Presley, Prince Hillary Clinton, Catherine Zita, Jones, Grace Kelly, Robin Williams, Audrey Hepburn, Chavira, Winona Ryder, Cindy Crawford, Kesha, and SZA 



[what-would-your-blorbo-do]

I don't mean to be a cunt but I did follow you for johnny Depp posting :,(

teehee enjoy your stay! Johnny Depp's fan first, human being second forever and everrrr

IN THIS HOUSE WE LOVE JOHNNY DEPP

[artisticdemon]

I'm bored so here are the songs I have in my phone

What the title says. Also I have a lot of songs. You've been warned.

50 shades - Boy Epic

Αντιο φιλε - Σταθης Ψαλτης & Γιωργος Σαλαμπασης

Να Μ' Αγαπας - Παυλος Σιδηροπουλος

Μεγαλωνουμε - 12ος Πιθηκος

Μην Μου Λες Αντιο - Κωστας Μακεδονας

Τα Αντιθετα - Βασιλης Σκουλας

Φωτια Μου - Μιλτος Πασχαλιδης

ΧΙΛΙΟΜΕΤΡΑ - Madclip & Hawk & Light & Sapranov

Always On The Run - ISAAK

Another Life - Motionless in White

Armin Meiwes - SKYND (If you love true crime just listen to this singer, she is amazing)

As Above So Below (Slowed and Reverb) - In This Moment

Beast Within - In This Moment

Bed Of Nails - Alice Cooper

Bernadette (Slowed and Reverb) - IAMX

Big Bad Wolf - In This Moment

Black Tar & Nicotine - Dorothy

Black Wedding - In This Moment

Black Wedding (Slowed and Reverb) - In This Moment

Bones - Imagine Dragons

Burning Our Bed - Alice Cooper

Carry Me Down - Demon Hunter

Closer - In This Moment

Closer - J2

Columbine - SKYND

Crazy In Love - The Eden Project

Custer - Slipknot

Cut Me Clean - Johnnie Guilbert ft. Jake Webber & Yung Scuff

Dark Nights - Dorothy

Daylight - David Kushner

Demons Are A Girl's Best Friend - Powerwolf

Devil Trigger (Devil May Cry 5) - RichardEB ft Lolita & Little V

Dirty Little Animals - Bones UK

Don't Speak - Hidden Citizens (I swear Hidden Citizens are so underrated!)

Doomsday Blue - Bambie Thug

Ecstacy - Jake Webber & Johnnie Guilbert

Edmund Kemper - SKYND

Eternally Yours - Motionless In White

Favela - Rack

Fight Fire With Gasoline - Self Deception

Flesh - Simon Curtis (I have read too many smuts while listening this in the background)

Gimme Some Truth - Johnny Depp

God Is A Woman - Ariana Grande X Imagine Dragons (100 times better than the original)

Guns For Hire - Woodkid

Hayloft II - Mother Mother

Heart Of Darkness - Tomme Profitt ft Sam Tinnesz

Heart Shaped Glasses - Marilyn Manson

Hellsing Intro - A Word Without Logos

Highway To Hell - ACDC

Hold My Hand - Lady Gaga

Hope It Haunts You - Citizen Soldier

House Of Fire - Alice Cooper

Hymn For The Weekend (Slowed and Reverb) - Coldplay

(Tired? We are still in the middle)

I Am The Spider - Alice Cooper

I Bet My Life - Imagine Dragons

I Feel Like I'm Drowning - Two Feet

I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight - Hidden Citizens (perfect for all you fellow sadists that read/ write whump or heavy angst)

I Would Do Anything For Love - Meat Loaf

I'll Bite Your Face Off - Alice Cooper (I need to make it into a shirt)

I'm Not A Vampire (Slowed and Reverb) - Falling In Reverse

I'm Your Gun - Alice Cooper

Irresistible - Fall Out Boy ft Demi Lovato

It's A Dangerous Game (Lucy & Hyde) - Anthony Warlow

Jim Jones - SKYND

John Wayne Gacy - SKYND

Kiss Me You Animal - Burn The Ballroom

Kiss The Goat - Ghost

Love Is Blindness - The Damn Truth

Love's A Loaded Gun - Alice Cooper

Low Lays The Devil - The Veils (Lucifer had THE BEST music I have ever heard of)

Masterpiece - Motionless In White

Mediterranean - Sidatra ft Sasuke

Mobscene - Marilyn Manson

Monster's Ball - Queen Bee (Helluva Boss)

Never - Voltaire

Oh Lord - In This Moment

One For The Money - Escape The Fate

Paint It Black - Ciara

Paint It Black - Hidden Citizens

Paint It Black - Wednesday Addams

(Paint It Black is my theme song)

Paranoid - Black Sabbath

Paranormal - Alice Cooper

Personal Jesus - Marilyn Manson

Poison - Alice Cooper

Prisoner - Raphael Lake (We all know where this is from, moving on)

Rain - Grandson

Raised By Bats - Voltaire

Repair - Johnnie Guilbert

Revolver - Madonna ft. Lil Wayne (If I was an undercover agent, posing as a stripper, this would be playing while I kill my enemies from the dance poll during a mission in the strip club)

Rock Is Dead - Marilyn Manson

Roots - In This Moment

See Me In The Mirror - Alice Cooper

Sex Metal Barbie - In This Moment

Shameless - Sofia Karlberq

Sleeping With Your Ghost - Johnnie Guilbert ft Shannon Taylor (The first song I ever heard from Johnnie, it's so sweet and sad)

Steven - Alice Cooper

Supermodel - Måneskin

Sweet Child O' Mine - Guns N' Roses

Sweet Dreams - Marilyn Manson

Switchblade - Neverware

Tainted Love - Marilyn Manson

That's The Way I Wanna Rock 'N' Roll - ACDC

The Beginning Of The End - London After Midnight

The Black Widow - Alice Cooper

The Fighter - In This Moment (Holy Hell just go listen to this, Maria's voice is just phenomenal)

The Fight Song - Marilyn Manson

The In Between - In This Moment

The Loneliest -Måneskin

The Summoning - Sleep Token

The Wolf - Siamés

This Is Love - Air Traffic Controller

Thunderstruck - ACDC

To Paint The Angels - Second Salem (can't wait to hear more from them, the singer is amazing)

Umbrella - J2

Vengeance Is Mine - Alice Cooper

Venom Of Venus - Powerwolf

Vent'anni - Måneskin

Venus In Furs - Johnny Depp

Voices - Motionless In White

We Will Rock You - In This Moment

Welcome To My Nightmare - Alice Cooper

Welcome To The Jungle - Guns N' Roses

Werewolf - Motionless In White

What Could Have Been - Sting

Whore - In This Moment

Zitti E Buonni - Måneskin

Zombified - Falling In Reverse

The End. For now.

[purplesurveys]

1858

Do you know anyone who has divorced and remarried the same person? What do you/would you think of someone who does that? I don't think so. In theory I wouldn't care, but tbh I don't encounter divorce all that much. It's not legal here so I can't say I understand the complexities of it all that much.

Do you say goodnight to anybody before you go to bed? If so, does it feel weird if you go to bed without saying it to them? No one, unless we count the dogs. Yes, I need to say goodnight to them otherwise I'd feel bad. I also have this whole routine with them where I pinch their cheeks and tell them how handsome they've been today, before I head up myself to turn in haha.

Do you have a favourite role of Johnny Depp's? If you don't like him, what is your favourite role of an actor you like? I do not have a favorite Johnny Depp movie. But to answer the other question, I loved Matt Damon in Good Will Hunting. Okay, him and Robin Williams because he was also terrific as the therapist.

Why did you/your parents choose to live where you do now? Would you move right now if you were able to? Why/why not? If so, where would you like to go? It's a quiet village, and it remains conveniently close to my grandma – meaning while we have a place of our own, it still allows us to reach her quickly for any emergencies. We also wanted to get out because of all the alcohol problems going on the duplex; and because, simply put, living as 12 people in a home designed for 5 was just too suffocating.

I can't move out now if we're talking about my dream location (BGC) because it's too expensive and I want to save up quite a bit more if I want to be able to afford that lifestyle. If any other place than BGC though I think I could already start managing.

If someone broke into your house and robbed you, what could they take that would piss you off or upset you the most? To what lengths would you go to get it back? Has something like this already happened to you before? The dogs, including Kimi's urn. Also my phone tbh, since all my memories are there.

The phone will probably be easy enough to give up, but I won't stop fighting for the dogs, I imagine.

Was there something you were afraid of as a child that just seems silly to you now? Alcohol. I thought it was poison based from how horribly my elders managed their drinks. When I tried it out for the first time and learned to enjoy it, that's when I discovered that it really just depends on the person.

Do you like coffee? I love coffee, which is proving to be torture for me right now because I went through a recent health scare that requires me to skip coffee :(

When did you last make up a baby’s bottle? Never.

Do you eat your dinner at a dining table, coffee table or just off your lap? Either at the dining table or living room couch. Much infrequently, my room.

Did you go to high school with your current best friend? Yes. I even went to college with her, albeit for different degrees.

Do you take part in paying the bills for your household? Technically, no, because my parents refuse my help; but I send them a cut from my pay every two weeks nonetheless.

How many cars can fit in your driveway? Around 3.

Have you ever slapped someone in the face? Yes.

Last person you took a nap with? I guess the overnight with my workmates last month counts as a nap? We had an event with a 2 AM calltime so we went ahead and booked a hotel nearby, but we didn't start turning in til 12 AM.

Does seeing your mother cry automatically make you feel sad as well? Sure.

Have you ever given up on someone, but then went back to them later? Kind of, yeah.

Is your last ex currently in a relationship? I neither know nor care. I haven't for a while now.

Do you think the last person you kissed has feelings for you? No, they don't.

Have you ever been punched in the face? Nope.

Are you the type of person who seeks out revenge? The most I do is visualize it in my head for that brief feeling of satisfaction, but I have never acted any form of revenge out.

Have you ever been asked out by someone you didn’t want to be with? Yes.

Who is the last person to call you gorgeous? I can't remember.

Do you think a lot before you fall asleep? Nah, I just go through IG reels for some funny memes lmao. I never want to be back in that phase where thinking keeps me up at night.

Would you rather have your parents catch you having sex or smoking weed? Sex, I guess. They'd have a much more violent reaction with anything related to drugs.

Do you like it when people call you babe? No.

Would you ever get your nipples pierced? Never.

Does it bother you to get shots in the mouth? Does it hurt? Well so far, no. I've gotten shots in the teeth twice for wisdom tooth extractions, and they both felt like nothing. I guess it's a matter of the dentist and if they'd be heavy-handed or not.

Ever ride in a limo? When did you last do so? Never been in a limo.

Do you have a lot of self-discipline? I'd say for the most part I have it in check, but I'm awful in a few contexts lol like how I always get food delivery even WHEN I DO NOT HAVE MONEY

Have you ever been to another country’s capital city? I have been to two – Bangkok and Kuala Lumpur. I'm not counting Singapore, lol.

What’s something that has upset you lately? Hearing of instances of pet neglect/abuse.

What’s something you don’t think people take seriously enough? Education. I could very well go on and on about this. It's very frustrating.

Have you ever dated someone who had a child from a previous relationship? Nope.

What’s your favorite kind of soup? I love a good creamy mushroom soup, or miso soup.

Have you ever been 4-wheeling? Once with my family, on our trip to Ilocos over a decade ago.

Will you be attending any weddings in the near future? Probably :)

Do you have any important anniversaries you celebrate? [trigger warning: suicide] It's important to me, but April 7 is the day I discovered BTS; I've also associated it as the day I was pretty much saved from killing myself, because I already had had plans to do so that month.

What will be the next concert you attend? Not a concert but I am thinking about going to Kim Soo Hyun's fanmeet next month.

Have you ever seen a horseshoe crab? They’re scary, right?! Yeah, I see what you mean.

When was the last time you had a hangover? May last year.

Do you own many pairs of shorts? I wouldn't call it many. It's like, 5 pairs.

Who was the last person you texted? Hans.

When was the last time you felt like letting it all out and having a cry? I cried every day, January to February of this year. I thought it was never going to end. I'm very happy I managed to get myself out of that rut.

When was the last time someone made you feel like an idiot? Ooh that was like last week when I was asking a question sincerely and my mom answered me like I was the dumbest. I haaaaaaated it and wasn't able to hold back either – I remember asking her to please don't talk to me like I'm stupid.

Would you allow your children to date prior to 16? Sure.

What was the last restaurant you made a reservation at? Circles.

Would you rather read a book, or listen to the audiobook? Read.

What is your favorite book? I haven't found it yet.

What is something you're insecure about? Mmm, maybe the bumps on my forehead. They're not a lot, but it still bothers me because it used to be clear.

What do you consider your biggest accomplishment? Moving on from my breakup allowed me to heal and soar in a way I've never done before. Hans and Angela always remark on it.

Who knows you the best? I don't know. I want to say Andi.

Will anyone be visiting your house any time soon? I don't think so.

Scroll through your camera roll quickly without looking, then stop it with your finger. What's the first picture your eye lands on? Jungkook.

Have you ever been chased by a dog? Only in a playful context.

What's your favourite kind of soda? Ooh, I don't like soda.

Do you have a drink with you right now? What is it? Just water.

What was the last app you opened on your phone? Photos, because you asked me to check my camera roll.

Is your voice high, low, or somewhere in the middle? It's ever so slightly on the low side.

Are you wearing any rings right now? Nope.

How many beds are in your home?F Four.

What is the last thing you ate? Paella.

Who is your favorite person to spend time with? Angela and Hans.

Are you considered a "clingy girlfriend"? When I was in a relationship, I used to be.

Are you good at multitasking? Yes, especially at work.

When's the last time you went to a nightclub? Around three weeks ago, but it was for work because it was an event that was held in a nightclub.

[drcanerys]

DRCANERYS⸻ INDEPENDENT, MUTUAL EXCLUSIVE AND SELECTIVE BLOG FOR DAENERYS TARGARYEN FROM A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE AND HBO'S HOUSE OF THE DRAGON AND GAME OF THRONES. SELECTIVE KNOWLEDGE OF SEASON SEVEN UP TO SEASON EIGHT EPISODE ONE. CST + 3. SHE/HER. WRITTEN BY CALI. (#)

psa: in this blog, both jon and daenerys are azor ahai and the prince that was promised, stated by george, she is the fire and jon is the ice. daenerys focus now in westeros is getting the throne and gathering allies and have a peaceful surrounding. in most threads, she will reside in dragonstone.

promo. carrd. hotd dany. headcanons.

temporary rules under the cut:

01ㅤ| ㅤㅤintroductionㅤ : ㅤmy name is CALI (SHE/HER, CST+3) born in 1994, 21+ .welcome to my DAENERYS TARGARYEN muse blog. this blog is private, selective and mutually exclusive. meaning i won't interact with blogs that are not mutuals with me. [this blog is open to plotting both on discord via tupperbox and tumblr].

02.ㅤ| ㅤㅤactivityㅤ : activity on this blog will be medium to low through the week days. i'm mostly active at nights and from fridays to sundays activity will be higher through the weekends and through tupperbox on discord .best way to reach me will be through discord that can be asked upon request to create a 1x1 server or just to talk. [please don't pressure me for replies or asks. as well, communication is key, i'm not a mind reader so if something is bothering you, asking me is okay.].

03.ㅤ| ㅤthreadsㅤ : ㅤthreads will be dropped and asks will be cleared. we are always welcome to do multi threads at the same time. if i get overwhelmed i will usually drop things to start over. i have a generalized anxiety disorder so that affects my productivity too asks are always welcome to be turned into threads . do not reblog memes from me unless we are mutuals. [and if you want to unfollow me, please softblock. as well, if we are friends, always reach out if you are uncomfortable, i will do my best to improve]

04.ㅤ| ㅤㅤformattingㅤ : ㅤfrom january, 2023 , this blog is forced to have only the BETA EDITOR + TRIM. please keep this in mind while roleplaying with me if you are still using the legacy editor. I no longer use small text as my go-to formatting but i might use it at times. i am still available to use legacy when required but do keep this in mind ㅤ[BETA EDITOR + REGULAR TEXT + DOUBLE SPACE. WILL USE ICONS IRREGULARY.]

05.ㅤ| BANNED FACECLAIMS. elizabeth olsen, scarlett johansson, jeremy renner, amber heard, allison mack, gal gadot, johnny depp.

06.ㅤ| ㅤㅤcreditsㅤ : psd, graphics, promo are all done made by me through my resource blog. some days i will be iconless and others i will use them, mostly when i'm at home. [i write novella, multi-para and single line as well text roleplay via discord/tupperbox and tumblr as well].

07.ㅤ| ㅤㅤshippingㅤ : ㅤ shipping is wonderful and it's one of my favorite things in the world. no jon x daenerys will be explored here. i admit my guilty pleasure ship for her is daenerys and jorah as well robb and daenerys but I'm more than welcome to other dynamics, if we have roleplayed before, you know I love many things. daenerys relationship with khal drogo will not be romantized. mentions of past incest in the targaryen dynasty will be mentioned and referenced.

08.ㅤ| ㅤㅤDNIㅤ : ㅤ due to personal reasons, i won't be roleplaying with characters from the following fandoms. DC'S STARGIRL, PEACEMAKER, MUSES FROM THE BATMAN (2022) AND HORROR MUSES BASED (SELECTIVE), WRESTLING FACECLAIMS. unless we are friends. on my other non ck related muses i don't mind but i have had some bad experiences in the past [personal DNI can be given in privacy, however no name drops will be given here as none of the people are bad and DNI worthy, just uncomfortable].

09.ㅤ| ㅤㅤetiquetteㅤ : ㅤ don't godmod my muse. small things are welcomed. if your muse wants to hurt her psychically, you need to let me know i just want to be given a heads up if you will ever do a thing to hurt them. i assure you, i will not mind if plotted. [as well, don't assume ships with me unless we are friends].

10.ㅤ| a song of ice and fire : ㅤ the world of a song of ice and fire involves death, gore, betrayal, medieval like talks, fantasy talk as well mentions of incest, all will be present so keep this in mind.

11.ㅤ| changes: ㅤhere are a few of the changes regarding my daenerys from show and even book. if you don't like, don't follow. and if you do, please respect the choices.

daenerys is not fireproof. those conditions were made due to the blood magic, in both times she is seen surviving fire in the show. but targaryens are not fireproof, but she does stand heat more than others and runs warmer too.

she resides in dragonstone while travelling in the north to help with the white walkers. her eyes are set in dorne first as well the news of aegon, her supposed nephew's arrival at the stormlands.

she wants a peaceful surrounding of king's landing. while she might use her dragons to attack the keep, there would be no attack to the citizens of king's landing themselves. she is not aware of the wildfire unless she is informed by jaime or others who know.

daenerys can have children, however, pregnancies are difficult to reach to term and she has to be careful, the years of inbred and her own worries about the maegi's curse.

daenerys will give the north it's independence if they support her claim and another pact of ice and fire would be made at this time.

her biggest conflict is at the moment at dorne and their support toward myrcella as well quentyn's death tarnishing a potential alliance.

one of the thing that worries daenerys the most is putting all the effort to regain the throne but unable to produce her own heirs. so she has to stablish a good line of succession if she is unable to have an heir.

mayor divergency, please read:

according to the drafts of the book in 1993 and 1994, the confrontation of drogo and viserys happens, and drogo kills viserys, dany is said to buy her time and eventually, kills drogo herself in revenge, after learning that drogo never intended to give them an army and basically "stole" and abused dany. she is joined in her escape with a few dothraki and her handmaidens and in a cave, she finds the dragon eggs.

I prefer the idea of dany finding the eggs or the eggs, finding her as well than just being gifted. a small change I do is that viserys is not dead, rather, he is alive, exiled, but he was left badly wounded by drogo. she still holds viserys accountable for selling her to drogo but upon seeing drogo's true colors and how he had no desire to help her and viserys go home, she snaps back to reality.

so this is not mad dany this is just dany reclaiming some of her power back and as in a hero's journey, her reward are the dragon eggs. she is found by the dothraki and tried to be burn alive with drogo's body and the eggs hatch at the same time as the book ends. the only difference is that dany doesn't have that many dothraki at her service. which i'm totally fine with.

[pamphlettyr]

JKR has always been a fascist and i can prove it mathematically

Exhibit A: Wizard School is British Public School. The School admits the elite regardless of origin. The Bell Curve had just been released, and basically the only 3 people who knew about it were scientists (disproved the concept) leftists (ethically negated the concept) and racists (loved it). Whether she had read the book, she reproduces the idea here. Hence why hermione must hyper-overachieve in order to prove her place. 

Exhibit B: Magic system is just servants. This is why it goes straight from ubermensch to slaves, because the servants have been erased. This is why the magic is dogshit, because instead of tapping into the divine, it is rendering the mundane as mystical. "carry this for me" "run and grab me the thing" "give me the chamberpot, and then take it away for me". This is why the three unforgivable curses are "kill him" "torture him" and "i don't care what it costs, make him do it anyway". The elimination of the caring labor that makes society actually run is deeply misogynist, but is also a cornerstone of fascist ideology. There are mothers, there are aurors, there are business owners, and there are slaves. 

Exhibit C: pottermore and the liberal brownie points debacles. Everyone pretends this was her being weird and the falling into reactionary ideology ass-first, but her behavior absolutely follows the patterns of other right wing ideologues, creating sensationalist, spreadable content which also contain right wing ideology. In her case specifically If she was a liberal but stupid, she’d have made dumbledore gay *and* tonks trans, tonks trans is a slam dunk, a no brainer. But that’s not what she did because she has always viewed queerness as degeneracy, and views tonk’s ability as an analog for getting a makeover by a team of professionals. You can tell she views queerness as degenerate because she displays the 3 types of gay experience that fascists will allow in society: You can be an invisible celibate monk like dumbledore, a victim who does everything right like lupin, or a pedophile rapist like fenrir.

Exhibit D: JK wrote House Elves as black people. Fascists constantly tell jokes which reproduce the idea that black people would be and had been happier under slavery (and if i understand correctly, segregationists said the same thing about segregation too)Indeed the speakeasy in Fantastic beasts has a House elf Jazz Singer. Her staunch argument in the story, and on Pottermore that slavery is good for the elves is a paternalistic one, and paternalism is the cornerstone of colonialism, which itself is the foreign policy of a fascist. Understanding this, we are legitimately lucky that she never had a reason to show wizard america in the 80’s because she would doubtless have introduced us to a little guy named rocky who can’t get enough of his crack pipe.

Exhibit E: the naming conventions. I know it’s innocuous, but fascist both require a teaching method that prevents you from imagining others complexly, and also find pleasure in reducing people to stereotypes. It is aesthetically pleasing to them, and fascism loves smuggling itself in through aesthetics, since it takes a massive fucking post to unravel them.

Exhibit F: The post HP franchise elements. The play where the kind guy who is murdered by a fascist, isn’t murdered and joins the fascist because it turns out you can be a nice dude and a wizard nazi. Same play where the woman who staunchly argued against slavery and was belittled for it was portrayed by a black woman. Black Hermione just tickled JK Rowling, that’s how she put it too. Also, nobody can say enough about How fucked fantastic beasts is, the movie in which we have to stop johnny depp from preventing the holocaust because the wizarding way of life is actually immoral, but that won’t stop the guys with the torture prison. Exhibit G: The casting. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that all the queer british actors, and queer allies didn’t wind up getting cast in the film, even as cameos, when the list of british actors who did wind up in the series is 20 miles long. Exhibit H: the goblins: A ton of ink has already been spilled about this, but I think something needs to be said. By “reading you into” the wizarding world, and giving you the secrets about what’s happening behind the scenes, you can already see where this is going, it flips the moral calculus about who is wrong in antisemitic violence, and creates a conceptual framework that a fascist could exploit. Crucially it doesn’t have to be jews, For the sake of argument, let’s say, she could expertly slip into this kind of rhetoric where she reads you into the secret way that the world is being ruined by trannies like me. Exhibit I: new labor. If you know you know, I'm not going to rehash the last 30 years of British politics for you, but JK supported new labor, even in their choice to attack Iraq in support of America's genocidal slush fund.

Conclusion: Orson Scott Card, noted bastard and Direct Descendent of Brigham Young, wrote the novel “Ender’s Game”. Ender’s siblings engage in a political project in order to catapult ender’s brother into political prominence, and inject his ideas about how to solve the world into the public discourse. To accomplish this Ender’s sister starts Demosthenes, and Ender's brother starts Locke. Demosthenes' job is to constantly pull in liberals with lowest common denominator crowd pleasing stuff, Locke's job is to bring in a dedicated audience of hierarchically minded fascism enthusiasts. Demosthenes will grow her audience, until she has sufficient margin, and then begin to signal how Locke has some good ideas, weeding out the savvy audience who would reject Locke anyway. This sets the stage for an accelerating rightward shift which takes people who might never have come to Locke on their own, and grabs the furthest left available audience and everyone between Demosthenes’ original position and Locke’s platform, and rapidly sweeps any who could be even temporarily bamboozled into supporting Locke into doing so at a critical juncture.