#it’s 234 on my phone

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MRS TELEVISION | a. frederick

summary: a scroll through your internet presence as 'mrs television'. [social media AU.]

pairing: fem!reader x arthur frederick (arthurtv)

faceclaim: bri kerr

notes: first piece for mrs television out of the wag universe. bri is gonna be the main fc I use for mrs television, hopefully you like it!

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yourinstagram helped out on someone else's video for once, chris finally let me leave the dungeon!!!

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user she kills me

user hottest producer award goes to...

chrismd_10 drinking on the job?

yourinstagram constantly

user she looks peppered in the 3rd slide

user first risky pic from y/n ever on the 6th slide

georgeclarkey thanks for the candid of me and my man 😌😌

arthurtv please someone get him away from me

user y/n's friend is inhaling that guinness 🫢

arthurtv great photography for the 1st and 3rd pictures, big fan!

yourinstagram humble as ever mr television

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yourinstagram lots of fun at work recently, constantly mixing business and pleasure 🥂 chrismd thanks for keeping me employed even if I drink at work

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user I can't tell if shes joking about drinking at work 😭

user its definitely a joke, most bts has y/n yelling at chris to pull his head in lol

user she keeps him in line!

yourinstagram have been going on 15 years

user we thank you for your service 🫡

arthurtv no jerseys at the match???

yourinstagram the nerve!

chrismd_10 who's that handsome fella in the last slide?

miniminter leave the md clutches and come to sidemen

yourinstagram throw in talia and you have a deal

georgeclarkey you drunk

yourinstagram seems to be the new normal now, just embracing my new brand (like you and your Invisalign ads)

georgeclarkey too far

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yourinstagram more of a traveller atm than a producer! enjoyed spain very very much, definitely swipe to the 8th slide to see what arthur classifies as a front flip

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arthurtv it's called being flexible, you wouldn't know anything about it

yourinstagram your six-year-old sister does a better front flip than you

arthurtv leave flora out of this

user guys stop flirting in front of us 😭😭 the false hope hurts

georgeclarkey always appreciate meeting a fan

yourinstagram die

calfreezy that photo was sacred y/n

chrismd_10 I feel ashamed, embarrassed

willne the absolute cheek

user why is no one talking about how good y/n looks in these pictures??

faithlouisak Im thinking the same thing?

user literal island princess

user is that danny aarons in the 5th picture 😭😭

yourinstagram dont even ask how he got the invite

chrismd_10 we're still not sure tbh

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yourinstagram filmed a very *cool* video this week 🌨️

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arthurtv again, who is your photographer???? such raw talent is exquisite

yourinstagram im very close to letting him go actually, you can have him!

user arthur being the first to comment on her posts fuels my mrs television heart really, give us something guys

user I love them at my core I can't lie

user she is just so pretty

chrismd_10 get back to work

yourinstagram I literally just want to breathe chris

user someone make chris let y/n go, she needs to be a free woman

bezhinga faiths phone is dead but she says 'u look leng'

yourinstagram I love you faith kelly x

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yourinstagram very good friends! (happy one year doofus)

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user A WHOLE ASS YEAR???????

user who even are they????????

user I feel like I have been swindled here miss l/n

user can we finally call her mrs television??? shes more than chris' producer now, she's one of us

arthurtv best friends for life! (I love you very much)

user I can't tell if im going to cry or faint tbh

user why is he always playing chess, arthur PLEASE

yourinstagram I'm asking this question all the time?

chrismd_10 I take credit for this relationship btw

yourinstagram how so?

chrismd_10 if I hadn't sat with arthur in class and then dragged you into our group project, I like to think this wouldn't have happened

georgeclarkey I love all of the fans so much but please stop sending me these pictures of my fiancé wrapped around another woman

user GEORGE PLEASE

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Yoo Sisters

Smut (Sister bonding, blow job, deep penetration, threesome, creampie)

Chapter 234

Words: 2900

(After Seungyeon walks in on Jeongyeon's ride on OC, she decides to tease her. With her tsundere person, it results in some real fun.)

The next day you wake up and see Jeongyeon on top of you with your cock in her hand and aligned it to her entrance. To your surprise, she seems different from usual, even happy, you might suggest. 

Obviously, you wouldn’t say no to some morning sex and just let Jeongyeon do her thing. She slowly inserts the tip and waits a few seconds before dropping her whole weight onto your cock. 

“Fuck, so good,” and she begins to ride you in a hard but steady manner. She places her head on your shoulder, letting you hear her heavy breathing. 

You close your eyes and whisper in Jeongyeon’s ear all the things you did last night. The more you say, the tighter her walls clench on your cock, and the more sure she gets into a good rhythm. 

Unbeknownst to you, someone was making their way back home after being away for a few days. She unlocks the door and can’t think of anything but take a nice shower and take a nap after a busy week. She notices that her house is off but can’t find what it is. She then looks down and sees a pair of shoes she’s never seen before and her younger sister’s shoes next to it. 

Seungyeon walks around to see a blanket and some clothes on the couch. She has a vague idea of what occurred and smiles. Seungyeon slowly makes her way to her room and hears moaning coming out from the other side of the door. She takes out her phone and quietly turns the handle, and sees her sister in the nude on top of some. 

“Click. Click” 

Suddenly, Jeongyeon turns around and sees her sister standing at the entrance with her phone and flash on. 

“Unnie!” 

“Surprise!”

Jeongyeon rapidly tries to cover herself and gets off of you, “It’s not what it looks like Unnie!”

”I think it does. You’re leaking from your thighs.” Jeongyeon turns around and sees the mess she made on her sister’s bed. Embarrassed, she tries to cover herself with the pillows before Seungyeon teases her and says, “I’ll let the two of you finish, haha.”

The three of you eat silently at the kitchen table, avoiding any type of conversation on what just happened an hour ago. You try to break the silence by asking Jeongyeon to pass the salt, but instead she ignores you. Seungyeon looks up and smiles, “Here you go. Don't be mean to him, Jeongyeon. You need to take care of your man.”

Jeongyeon lifts her head up and shouts, “He's not my man!”

“Well, I wouldn't know what to call, maybe fuck buddies?”

Not wanting to hear her sister's teasing she finishes up her plate and heads to the sink, “I'm done eating. I'll clean everything up.”

“I'm done too.”

“Just drop it in the sink, I'll take care of everything.”

“Okay. Oh, by the way, Seungyeon, can I use your shower?”

“Yeah, go for it.”

“Thanks.”

Seungyeon sits on the couch, watching some television while Jeongyeon washes the dishes and cleans the kitchen. She is surprised that her sister finally lost her virginity. The only thing is that she isn't reacting the way she expected too, like being embarrassed or shy. She knows about her tsundere personality but assumed that she would show some actual emotions. She then hears the water from the shower turn on and gets an idea to tease her.

Seungyeon gets up and quietly makes her way to her room. She sees the bathroom door slightly open. “Should I do it? I haven't seen a cock in a while.” She only thinks about it briefly before making her mind, “Sisters are meant to share their toys, right?”

She quietly tosses her clothes into the hamper and sees your silhouette on the other side. Slowly, she slides the frosted glass door and notices your length. With a slight smirk, she bites her lip and places her foot inside. 

Your eyes are closed as you wash your hair, and you feel a sudden breeze, but you make nothing of it. Out of nowhere, you feel a pair of hands stroking your cock and say, “Fuck, that feels nice. Acting all tough in front of your sister, huh? I knew you couldn't resist for another round, haha.”

There was no reply, but you didn't need any as those pairs of hands continued to stroke your cock. Now, hard, you feel the pair of lips kissing your tip. 

Knowing what's about to happen you unconsciously search for her head and place your hand behind it. Slowly but surely, you move her head closer to your pelvis, making her take your cock in her mouth. 

“Fuck, your mouth feels so warm. Take me in a bit more; I want to feel the back of your throat.”

You feel her mouth take more of your length as you scrape the inside of her palate. Surprised by how willing she is compared to before, you just enjoy it. 

Jeongyeon is done with washing the dishes and turns around and sees the couch empty. She finds it weird since just a few minutes ago, her sister was watching television, and now she is nowhere to be found. 

“Where is she?” as she looks at the other room and the patio. It isn't when she comes back and sees a faint amount of steam come out from the door is when she gets a bad feeling. 

Jeongyeon walks to the room and sees the bathroom door slightly open, but steam is coming out. She walks closer and hears slurping sounds, which immediately triggers her.

Jeongyeon rushes and opens the door wide open just to see her older sister on her knees going down on you. “Unnie!”

Seungyeon hears her name and turns, giving a slight smirk as she releases your cock.

You hear a loud pop and feel the release of your cock. Not yet satisfied, you open your eyes and see Seungyeon down on her knees, turning her head to the side. You turn your head and see a full-blown, angry Jeongyeon standing by the door. 

Your mind is all over the place as you try to understand the situation. You assumed it was Jeongyeon who was sucking you off instead of her sister and try to explain the situation, but then see Jeongyeon begin to undress. 

“Unnie! Get away, I'm using him.”

“I couldn't help myself. I wanted to see what he had since you kept talking about him and how you liked him.”

Jeongyeon turns red, “Eww! I don't like him!”

With a smile on her face, she replies, “Then you wouldn't mind me getting a taste,” as she grabs hold of your cock again. 

Jeongyeon watches as her sister rubs her cunt and takes your cock back into her mouth. She doesn't want to reveal her feelings, but watching her sister and you together make her do something unexpected.

You see Jeongyeon walk into the shower and get on her knees, pushing Seungyeon to the side. She grabs your cock and takes it aggressively into her mouth.

You groan from the rough and sloppy head you're getting from Jeongyeon. “Fuck, slow down. You're scraping my shaft against your teeth.”

She then looks up at you and slows down, relaxing her mouth. Her sister doesn't just stay there; she positions herself better to lick your balls. 

As time passes, the two of them get in sync, allowing you to enjoy the sight of watching both sisters going down on you. 

You decide to be a bit daring and grab Jeongyeon’s hand, signaling her to stand up. You turn her over and place both hands against the shower wall. To your surprise, she's very responsive and doesn't complain about your commands. From behind, you glide your hand against her pucker hole, then her cunt, getting it ready for what's to come. 

Jeongyeon gets a bit anxious and closes her eyes as she feels your body against hers. 

You quickly align your member against her cunt and press your tip inside, causing Jeongyeon to moan. Out of nowhere, Jeongyeon groans loudly as she feels her whole body getting stretched by your massive cock.

“Fuck! Slow down.”

You grab her hair and say, “Why? I want your sister to hear you moan,” and increase the pace of your thrusting.

Seungyeon watches as her sister gets railed in the shower and lowers her right hand to rub her clit. The image of watching the two of you having sex in front of her turns her on.

“How do you like having your sister watch as I fuck you?”

“No, unnie, turn around.”

Instead, she turns to see Seungyeon playing with herself, rubbing her clit rapidly.

“See, your sister likes what she sees.”

You continue to pound her for what feels like forever. “Fuck, I feel like cuming.”

“Don't, don't you dare.”

“Seungyeon, where do you think I should come? Outside or inside of Jeongyeon?”

Seungyeon bites her lips and teases her sister one last time, “If she doesn't want it, then maybe I'll have a taste.”

You decide to play along and pull out your cock from Jeongyeon. Seungyeon grabs your hand, leading you out of the shower and into her bedroom. 

She lays on the bed and spreads her legs wide open, “You like what you see? I haven't had a taste in a while; I'd love to see what you can do,” as she pulls you in closer to her.

You stare at her leaking cunt as you grab your own cock, teasing her by aligning it to her entrance. 

Suddenly, Jeongyeon yells, “Fine! You can come inside of me; just leave my sister out of it.” She makes her way towards the bed and lays down on it, exposing her cunt just like her sister. 

“Damn, both Yoo Sisters. Both of you have nice-looking cunts.” 

Seungyeon replies, “Thanks, I like your cock too.”

“Unnie! Don't say that!”

“Why? I'm just telling the truth; he's big, much bigger than the ones I've had.” She turns to Jeongyeon and says, “You wouldn't mind sharing him a bit, would you?”

“No!”

“Don't be mean, Jeongyeon. Remember that ?”

”No, unnie, he’s mi…”

Jeongyeon is not able to finish her sentence as Seungyeon grabs your waist and pulls you, penetrating herself with your cock. Seungyeon groans out loudly, feeling your length stretch out her cunt, “Oh fuck! You’re huge!”

You’re surprised by her sudden action and can’t believe you’re inside Jeongyeon’s sister, but you can’t complain. You want to tease Jegoneyon a bit more, and if it means getting down and dirty with Seungyeon, then you’re up for it. 

“Come on, pretty boy. Show me what you got. I want to see what the fuss is about.”

Jeongyeon mumbles something, but nothing comes out her mouth as she sees you begin to thrust.

“Fuck, so deep. Don't be scared; you can go a bit rougher.”

You increase the intensity of your thrusting and insert your cock into her depths. It doesn't take long for her Seungyeon to adjust to your length. Her walls clench onto your cock as it moves inside of her, like an internal massage. You can tell that she has experience in these types of things, “Your pussy is tight.”

“Of course, I enjoy milking my fair share of cock” and winks at you.

Minutes pass, and you can't help but enjoy Seungyeon's pussy; you turn around and see a shocked Jeonggeon, frozen at the sight of you having sex with her sister.

“Fuck, I'm going to cum soon.”

Seungyeon lifts her head and says, “You're more than welcome to cum inside me.” 

“You sure?”

“I'd be a waste to do it anywhere else.”

Seungyeon turns and grins at Jeongyeon, teasing her.

“Wait!” 

You turn around and say, “What?” Jeongyeon grabs your arm and says, “Please, not my sister.” You can see the struggle in her face as she tries to say something but musters up the energy and says, “Come inside instead.” 

“Stop, you're not serious.” 

Jeongyeon gets on all fours and uses both hands to spread her cheeks. You see her leaking cunt, understanding how serious she actually is. 

With her face towards the bed, Seungyeon looks up at you and pushes you away, signaling to take her sister instead.

You place your hand on her back and align your cock towards her entrance. In one go, you shove your whole length inside Jeongyeon, making her scream out loud.

“Ohh fuck!”

With your hands around her thighs, you pick up Jeongyeon and place her into a reverse stand-and-carry position. 

“Wait, what are you doing? Put me down.” 

“I think she to see your expression as you get fucked. Isn't that right, Seungyeon?”

“Yeah, I want to see Jeongyeon turn into a dirty mess.”

You lift Jeongyeon’s body and begin to thrust rapidly, churning her sloppy insides. Jeongyeon covers her face, trying to avoid her sister looking at her. 

Seungyeon, on the other hand, masturbates to the scene of a large and thick cock, messing up her younger sister.

“Don't cover your face; let your sister get a good view. Show her how much of a slut you are for this cock.”

“No! Unnie, don't look!”

There's no response; only the sound of flesh beating against each other is heard from the room. 

You walk towards the large mirror on the other side of the room and stand in front of it. “Look at the mirror, see yourself getting fucked.” 

Jeongyeon turns her head and looks in the mirror; what she sees makes her body tighten. “See, you do like it. So much for that strong personality, only to turn a mess when you get some cock.”

You move your hand towards her cunt and rub her clit in between your fingers. Jeongyeon moans loudly, “Ahh, I'm about to cum!”

“What's that? I didn't catch what you said,” inserting your fingers in her already tight cunt and swollen clit. 

“Ima, c-cum.” 

“You know where it's going in, right?”

Jeongyeon bites her lip, not wanting the words to slip out of her mouth. 

You tease her once more, rubbing her clit rapidly until the last second. 

“Ahh, I'm c-cuming…” and release your fingers as well as pull out your cock, denying Jeongyeon of her orgasm.

She then whines, “N.no, I was about to cum.”

Suddenly your cock aligns with her entrance, and you drop her body, penetrating her in one go. “I'm the one that’s going to cum first,” as you burst inside of her in one go. Jeongyeon screams and tightens her body, making her spasm.

“Fuck! I can't hold it!

Seungyeon watches her younger sister pee herself as she gets pumped full of cum. Jeongyeon spasms uncontrollably while being held in your arms. You try to pull out your cock, but her cunt clenches onto your thick rob, not wanting to let go.

“Fuck, you got real tight. Your pussy is so addicted to my cock that it doesn't want to let go, haha.” 

There's no response; you only see a passed-out Jeongyeon through the mirror.  

A loud pop is heard as you pull out your cock, causing a large amount of cum to ooze out of her gaping hole.

“Haha, Jeongyeon is such a mess. You really did a number on her. She's always putting up a serious front, but in reality, she's like everyone else.”

Jeongyeon wakes up and turns to see Seungyeon riding on your cock. She can't see to remember what happened but feels a sense of hotness coming from her lower body. She grazes her hand and sees a large amount of cum running from her thighs. 

“Fuck, I'm jealous of Jihyo. She has a really good husband.”

“I can say the same thing; Jeongyeon has a really good sister.”

“This sister wants you to cum on her face. How about it?”

“I'd love to.”

With Jeongyeon still lying down, she sees Seungyeon on her knees. She watches as you grab your cock and stroke it in front of her sister's face. 

Seungyeon knows that Jeongyeon is awake and decides to tease her once more, “I know you want to feel his cum on your face. Let's show him how close we are as sisters.”

Seungyeon stands up and grabs Jeongyeon’s hand, leading her towards the carpet. They both get on their knees and watch as you stroke your cock in front of them. 

You can’t help but grin at the sight of both sisters right next to each other, waiting for you to cum on their faces. “Fuck, I’m going to cum!”

Jeongyeon watches as her sister sticks out her tongue, looks directly into your eyes, and does the same.

”Take my cum” as you paint their faces completely white.

You see as they swallow the large amount cum pooled on their tongue and ask, “Open wide; I want to make sure you swallowed every ounce.”

”Ahhh,” sticking their tongues out and their faces dripping your thick load. 

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Remaking this post because we haven't made much progress and rent is in 6 days. My roommates and I are (still) sick with covid and had an unrelated emergency costing us $200 this month. We already needed help with rent, our phone bill, and food before then, but now we are totally screwed. The goal below is for rent and food to survive the month.

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[my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction]

Can I get a Moon boys reaction headcanon or drabble of their singer s/o performing this love song “I’ll only love you more” dedicating it to them

Ahhh, this is so sweet!

Moon Boys x gn!Reader • Rating: PG pals Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • buy me a coffee? • ask-travaganza masterlist •

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of smut, not beta read, please let me know if I have missed a warning!

Word Count: 234

Jake Lockley

He’s getting up halfway through and singing with you, you have no choice in the matter on this one.

He is also kissing you on the cheek and shoulder all the way through.

He’s gonna record you singing on his phone and will be making a big deal out of it to everyone.

WIll ask you to sing for him all the time afterwards, if you’re at home and sing to him he’s gonna try to kiss you at the same time. (Often joking that you have to keep singing.)

Is so emotional about it. Literal heart eyes.

Marc Spector

Is very quiet if you’re in public, but looks at you with such happiness the whole way through.

Literally going to hug you to death once you’re finished, absolute koala bear Marc, you’re getting all (all) the cuddles.

Will whisper in your ear about how amazing you are for a good 2 hours afterwards.

Will sing with you if you’re doing private karaoke.

Wants to try giving oral while you sing.

Steven Grant

10000% ONBOARD EXCITEMENT!

Literally, he’s doing a yakuza game series worthy reaction to your singing.

Absolutely besotted with you the whole time and so touched you dedicated it to him.

Will sing with you if you ask, wants to do lots of ‘cheesy’ couples songs.

The second the song ends, he’s dragging you away to fuck your brains out.

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your insta but you're dating aaron hotchner, part 3

okay i promise this is the last time 😭 i made this in such a rush, it's so ooc. pls forgive me and enjoy 🤍

part 1, 2, 4

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y/n_xo: aaron and his dimples 😍🫶

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d.morgan: and then you have reid who's standing behind him like a skin walker

its.emilyp: he looks like a kid who's gone to tell his dad he ate all his food including the veg

itsjj: he looks like henry when he vomited at 2am and came into my room to announce it

penny.garcia: my sweet boy, he looks like he needs a big long hug!! 🥹🥹

d.morgan: he's fine sweetness, he's going to live 😐

its.emilyp: its okay derek, spencer loves you too

d.morgan: i already know, who wouldn't 😏

y/n_xo: this is not tinder pls, i just wanted to appreciate aaron's dimps 🥲

itsjj: aww father and his son 💗

a.hotch: one is enough, thanks

d.morgan: loool you heard the man, reid. no one likes you

a.hotch: you leave him alone right now 🤨

reid.gram: you heard the man, morgan. no one likes you 🥱

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y/n_xo: he's so cute 🤍🥹

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d.morgan: yknow sometimes i forget hotch is a whole father

reid.gram: same. he's so angry all the time. i can't fathom him showing any other emotions beside it

y/n_xo: he's so nice to jack, i can't remember last time i even got a kiss 🥲

itsjj: this morning when we walked by your office 🤨

penny.garcia: or last night when we were at the dinner 🤥

the.davidrossi: or literally anytime you both are together 😐

a.hotch: i literally kissed you just a minute ago. but okay

its.emilyp: ignore them all, baby. i'll give you all my kisses 👭

its.emilyp: has he been working out? 🤨

a.hotch: it's all natural, i assure you

d.morgan: he's lyin. he asked me to help him work out

a.hotch: have you never heard of privacy before??

itsjj: i was going to say, he's been looking.... a little bigger lately 🤔

y/n_xo: JJ 💀💀

itsjj: is that not what the kids are calling muscular?

penny.garcia: right?? recently he's been coming in sweaty like he's been running for miles

y/n_xo: sometimes he does ;)

itsjj: 👁👄👁

reid.gram: i am so close to blocking you from my phone

d.morgan: i really did not need that vision in my head 🤢

penny.garcia: i also did not need to see our boss in that light please

y/n_xo: shouldn't have asked 😌🫶

the.davidrossi: i think its time to slip into early retirement

y/n_xo: finally❤

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y/n_xo: i love u my grumpy man

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a.hotch: i love you more, my sweet ❤

its.emilyp: wake up and break up rn

reid.gram: the way i fell into a endless void of nothingness for all of eternity

itsjj: aww you guys are so cute😁🔫

penny.garcia: right, you guys are so adorable!! (i've had enough of living)

d.morgan: highway during rush hour looks mad comfy rn

a.hotch: please every single one of you seek professional help

its.emilyp: two bros holding hands 6 feet apart because they're not gay

y/n_xo: EMILY :(

itsjj: em you know he's just shy

its.emilyp: of what? me personally, i'd be flaunting y/n everywhere 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

y/n_xo: (s)creaming 😻

a.hotch: Y/N! 😠

d.morgan: you do know... we can read these right?? 🤢

reid.gram: i think she likes feeding off our fear and horror

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y/n_xo: i'm abt to give strauss a quick call 🤨

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the.davidrossi: please like erin would go for you 💆‍♂️

y/n_xo: i didn't think she'd go for a mean old pasta man yet here we are

penny.garcia: is that jealousy i smell? 🤔

its.emilyp: he's actually ecstatic that his secret is out #rotch4life😍

reid.gram: you mean *roach

a.hotch: is that how this team refers to me, as the chief supervisor? 🤨

its.emilyp: yep 🫂

d.morgan: she said it^^

its.emilyp: omgg conspiracy theory, hotch dated y/n so he could lust over rossi in private 😹

reid.gram: it's not a conspiracy if it really happened ☝

a.hotch: this most certainly did not happen!

its.emilyp: well you know what they say, guilty until proven innocent

the.davidrossi: nobody says that!

its.emilyp: okay and how do you know?? exactly you don't. case closed 🗣

d.morgan: honestly rossi... it feels like you're trying to cover up your tracks 😏

its.emilyp: the closet is glass, we know and it's okay ❤

itsjj: we all love youu 🥹🫶

the.davidrossi: all of you better sleep tonight with a lock. i'm coming after every single one

penny.garcia: if you kill me, could you try not to ruin my hair? the curls are no joke 😩

[simpforchuchu]

POV : You are dating Binzo and you are Yuken's bestie

Your Insta 🌟

Liked by mercy,binzo and 204 others

Y/n After the fight, he sent me this pic and said "BABE I GOT SOMETHING FOR YOU.. Yeah after the fight...

|| binzo You didnt like it ? :(

--》y/n I like everything you give me baby, juat joking ❤

--》binzo ❤

|| magoroku You two are weird

--》y/n so what?

--》odajima the bear is cute btw

--》y/n There is some things cuter than the bear in this pic 😊

--》odajima 😒😒

--》magoroku 🤮🤮

Liked by odajima,jinkawa and 221 others

Y/n Sabakan sent me this pic when they found out us... IT IS STILL THE FUNNIEST THING IVE EVER SEEN OMG AHKWSJKEJDJW

|| sachio it is not funny y/n

--》y/n 😔😔

|| odajima im sure one day you will be my early death

--》y/n yeah probably

--》shidaken delete this

--》y/n no :P

Liked by binzo,kamui and 200 others

Y/n he fell asleep... again

|| binzo sorry angel

--》y/n it is okay babe, i will always protect you when you are sleeping ❤

--》binzo GOD I LOVE YOU ❤

|| mercy y/n-chan tell him he need to come to school

--》y/n He is asking why

--》mercy he will see when he came

--》y/n he said okay

|| odajima when i fell asleep you always kick me ????

--》y/n yeah cause i dont like you

--》odajima mean 💔

--》y/n 😌😌

Liked by binzo,fujio and 224 others

Y/n I went to Suzuran for the first time today cause he didnt pick up his phone. And he was fighting... God... He is hot.

|| odajima Are you gonna write everything that you think?

--》y/n probably

--》jinkawa Sachio wants you to come Housen y/n-chan

--》y/n oh shit

|| binzo i can fight everyday baby ;)

--》y/n dude you already do this

--》magoroku yeah... unfortunately...

|| fujio it was me

--》y/n yeah i know

--》binzo i guess you want another round bro ?

Liked by sachio,shidaken and 233 others

Y/n He said "i need you help it is emergency" and we came to play baseball... Anyway with bestiee @/odajima

|| odajima It was...

--》y/n How can playing baseball be emergency???

|| binzo Do not give her baseball bats!!

--》y/n oh dont start again...

--》odajima Dont worry she is not gonna kick your ass again

--》y/n shut up

Liked by mercy,magoroku and 203 others

Y/n How can he even sleep like this ?

|| magoroku sometimes he sleeps worse dont worry

--》y/n and how isnt he falling ?

--》mercy he will just wait

--》y/n 😀

Liked by binzo,mercy and 218 others

Y/n My one and only. ❤

|| binzo ❤

Liked by magoroku,sawamura and 216 others

Y/n We are cute 😚

|| binzo you are the cutest baby ❤

--》y/n come and give me a kiss

|| odajima You are just idiots

--》y/n idc about what you think 🤩💕

--》odajima 🤮🤮

--》y/n shut up

|| kamui Who would know binzo-san can find someone like you ? I guess there is still hope for me too y/n-san...

--》y/n i was saying the same thing and look where we are...

--》kamui ...

Liked by sachio,shidaken and 221 others

Y/n He took me out for my bday 😍 And he was being jealous all day cause now i have a boyfriend...

|| odajima shut up

--》y/n 😁

|| sachio happy birthday y/n-chan 💕

--》shidaken we love you more than odajima y/n you can be the new member 🥳🥳🥳

--》y/n JSJXJEJXJD Thanks guys 🥰🥰

|| mercy Happy birthday y/n-chan 🥰

--》y/n thank you mashii-san 🥰

--》binzo y/n im still waiting outside yk this right?

--》y/n COMIINGG 😭😭

Liked by kamui,raoh and 234 others

Y/n My other half, my soulmate and gorgeous boyfriend. I love you and there is nothing that i would want other than you. @/binzo ❤

|| binzo You deserve the world babe, and you are my whole world. ❤

--》y/n 🤧🥺❤❤

HnL taglist : @straysugzhpe @tiddly-winx  @satraninalane

[alexxx-xx]

Happy Ever After

Pairing: Lee Know x Female Reader

Word Count: 234 (it's just a drabble)

NOT PROOFREAD

You were waiting in the park for the boy that your friend set you up a blind date with. Already twenty minutes passed and no one came. Suddenly you got a text from him: -I'm really sorry, but I can't come. I had an issue with my family and now we're trying to fix it. So sorry TT-

You quickly typed: -ok, don't worry- and turned off your phone.

What were you going to do now?

Probably you would have just walked home if you didn't suddenly meet your best friend, Lee Minho.

He came towards you with a smirk on his face and said: -Hey, is it a special day? Why are you dressed so well?-

-Yes, good evening to you too, huh- you rolled your eyes -Anyway, I'm dressed like this because I was supposed to go on a date but no one came-

-LOL, YOU GOT REJECTED! YOU SUCK SO BAD AT LOVE!-

You really wanted to punch his face but there were still people in the park so you couldn't.

-Damn, I got dressed nicely for nothing-

-If you don't mind... I'd like to take you somewhere so all the effort you put to become so beautiful won't be wasted... What do you think?-

You looked up at him with shining eyes then you lightly nodded.

-Great, then follow me, princess-

Author's note: I'M BACK

AFTER 756575684 YEARS I'M BACK

I haven't posted since april 1st

Sorry

<3

[divorcedfiddleford]

ok last thing i SWEAR im gonna shut up after this but i just wanted to post michael rianda's outline for the jack kerouac wendy episode that i mentioned. it definitely needed a lot of work but i do like it in concept. image ID/transcript below the cut (warning it's LONG)

[image 1 ID: a screenshot of a tweet from michael rianda. it reads: "I Found a Lost Wendy Episode of Gravity Falls! We were always trying to crack a Wendy episode. This was my favorite. I love the teenage feel of wanderlust + getting excited about reading "On the Road." I love the backstory and flaw. It didn't work but I always liked it." end image 1 ID.]

[image 2 ID: a screenshot of michael rianda's outline. from here i will simply transcribe what he has written, only fixing typos that interrupt screen readers.

Episode 3. Wendy's "On the Road" This is the first in a series I did where I wanted to get to know a character better, and I started with that desire, and followed it through.

Cold Open: A woman answers a phone at a Wal-Mart type superstore place. Wendy's on the other end with Dipper and Mabel. She asks to be transferred to extension 234. Extension 234 connects them to the stores loudspeaker speakerphone. Wendy starts making joke announcements over the loudspeaker: Wendy: "Clean up to aisle 6, customers seem to be projectile vomiting all over eachother." Mabel and Dipper are laughing hysterically. The woman can't hang up on Wendy so she calls the cops. Wendy's still going. Soos asks if she could get in trouble for it. Wendy brushes him off. Then the cops show up. Stan sees Wendy arrested and swells with pride- "she HAS been learning from me (quietly weeps) I'm so proud."

Act One: Open on Manly Dan... by his age it must be the past- he teaches his boys to chop wood and they're all struggling. A huge tree drops in the distance. When the dust clears... it's little Wendy. He tells her to climb aboard his shoulders my little axechild! They happily gallop off. They love each other. It's very sweet. Cut to present day: A confrontational Manly Dan is bawling Wendy out for getting in trouble for the prank phone call. He tells her not to be so impulsive and do the first thing that pops into her head. Wendy insists Manly Dan is the most impulsive person she knows, besides the cops left her off with a warning. She brushes it off by saying she has to go to work.

B story. (Not sure what)

Wendy's reading On the Road at work. She's getting progressively more pumped about this book. Mabel asks what it's about. She explains it all and the kids are pumped. They're swept up in this romanticized teenage vision of hitchhiking on the open road. Stan has to leave for some secret portal reason and Wendy's like: "Let's do this right now!" (Secretly she just doesn't want to go home and deal with her dad.) "Let's do it let's just hitch hike. Leave town! Start a new life! Like Jack Kerouac!" Mabel is enamored.

End image 2 ID.]

[Image 3 ID: picking up from the transcript of the previous image:

Soos is wary of leaving the shop at first. But Wendy talks them into it. A couple of her friends come. Lee, Nate, Thompson, and Tambry. They get on the road and are immediately having fun. Things are looking up. Soos is worried. Wendy: "Easy Soos, we're in Oregon... it's just going to be a bunch of nice hippies..." Cut to a terrifying crazy red eyed driver without a face driving towards them. Act break.

Act Two: Wendy and Co are having fun just like you should on a road trip/vagabond adventure. They're stopping at mini-marts and getting lame snow globes- and making fun of them. Things are looking good. It's like a road movie. They all relate to each other about problems with their parents. Wendy doesn't say much but she has a flashback to her and her dad drifting apart.

Stan B Story.

The scary faceless driver comes by and offers them a ride. (they can't see his ghoulish faceless self) Wendy immediately says yes before anyone else can decide. People are like "I don't want to go hitch-hiking." "Wendy: It'll be fine! Come on- this is the adventure of our lives. People in those stories never said, no I'm scared." She makes them all go in. It's creepy and tense in the car. Eventually the guy reveals himself to be a horrifying ghoul face and locks the doors. They all go screaming into the distance.

Act Three: He takes them to the "End of the Road" Diner. Or you hang a lampshade on it and have it be Bob's Big Boy but with a David Lynch head on the outside. There are other people that get taken there and stay forever and are sort of these lost souls that are stuck there. From all different eras. It's like this terrifying Lynch-ian dark version of an idyllic road trip stop. Basically it's a Lynch parody fest with Soos and Mabel. Like these little creepy old couple are walking in fast motion out of a wall and Soos is pushing them back in. "Whadda you doin grandma and grandpa... get outta that mouse hole. Get back in that mouse hole you goofs." (Probably too insane) Anyway, everyone wants them to have "the special" and after you eat the special, you stay there forever. Wendy's really guilty that all this is her fault.

End image 3 ID.]

[Image 4 ID: the last of the transcript:

Wendy wants to impulsively react, but remembers her dad. She thinks carefully what to do and comes up with a plan- and chops down a tree on the driver. They all come home- relieved to be back in Gravity Falls, and her dad is chopping wood in the back- he's still mad at Wendy.

Wendy: Hey... Dad? Manly Dan: (grunts) Wendy: Can I chop some wood with you? Manly Dan just nods and waves her off. They fell the tree. Manly Dan: Haha! That's my little axechild! Wendy smiles and keeps chopping.

Something like that- obviously a lot of variables to be figured out- but I love the teenage feeling of this and love that it gives Wendy a story and a flaw. Still needs work to make her better but it's a start.

End image ID.]

[puffballcat]

posting an image from the Vexen/Even album on my phone everyday-day 234

From Kingdom Hearts 3

[no1dollfan]

Day 234 without Doll murder drones. I have like a million pictures of Doll just saved to my phone here have one

[the-letterbox-archives]

the filing system!

hello, all! i've been tagged in a lot of stuff recently, and i have started storing all these posts in the archives, mostly for my reference only. the system doesn't make much sense to anyone but me, but here's a weird pseudo-explanation of what's going on in my ocd, nonsense-organisation obsessed, addled mind.

find every extra file you need here!

(note: the filing system is currently being reworked! the above key is accurate to the new system, but the actual files are still being updated!)

file (1)2-1-011: behind character names

file (1)123-2-002: open qna

file (1)2-3-003: ask response

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file (1)23-6-100: find the word

file (1)3-7-200: writing snippet

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file (1)2-9-300: writing snippet

file (1)1-10-006: 1 to 5 game

file (1)12-11-400: anagram game

file (1)1234-12-020: questionnaire

file (1)1-13-007: random ramble

file (1)4-14-030: 15 lines

file (1)234-15-040: questionnaire

file (1)2-16-500: writing snippet

file (1)1-17-000: line of dialogue

file (1)34-18-050: questionnaire

file (1)4-19-600: writing snippet

file (1)1234-20-009: wip name qna

file (0)0-0-000: ask response

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file (1)1235-22-700: anagram game

file (1)3-23-800: out of context line

file (1)4-24-070: 15 lines

file (1)1-25-900: writing snippet

file (1)2-26-0010: what have your characters done?

file (1)1-28-0011: ask response

file (1)5-29-0812: character inspiration

file (1)X-30-090: association game

file (1)12345X-31-000: wip qna

file (1)3-32-000: ask response

file (1)45X-33-0100: stranded on an island

file (1)2-34-0013: ask response

file (1)1-35-0110: ask response

file (1)X-36-0120: personality through quote

file (1)5-37-1000: out of context line

file (1)X-38-1100: writing snippet

file (1)2-39-01314: unorthodox ship

file (0)0-40-000: writer questionnaire

file (1)5-41-0140: character song

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file (1)1-46-1300: anagram game

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file (1)ALL-56-0190: most likely to

i'm only now realising how much these look like weird phone numbers ;-; whoops!

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 254. brb x oc

a/n: sorry for no smut, just had...an off day and couldn't really write it :/ but i did enjoy this chapter a lot (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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Call him protective but his hand hasn’t left Beatrice since they sat down. He either kept his hand on her thigh or on her shoulder or at her lower back. She appreciated it, because she was just quietly letting Miranda talk while politely nodding to everything that came out of that woman’s mouth.

She had no idea what was coming out of her mouth.

Maybe she was dissociating again, hard to say.

She sent Rooster a quick look while she brought her straw to her lips, swallowing some of the cranberry juice quietly as she took in her husband’s reaction. His jaw muscle was jumping, he was annoyed. 

“Oh but,anyway,” Miranda giggles, waving her hand, “You two, right, how do you deal with the whole deployment thing?” Bea tries to answer, but Miranda immediately cuts her off, ‘Because I have such a hard time with Mark,my goodness, he’s so handsome it’s sometimes hard to imagine women not throwing themselves at him.”

Beatrice felt a surge of annoyance rise within her as Miranda continued to prattle on, her words veering into uncomfortable territory. She couldn't help but notice the smug grin on Miranda's face as she mentioned her husband's supposed desirability, and it grated on her nerves.

Rooster's grip on her hand tightened subtly, his irritation palpable but still hidden. He shot Beatrice a quick, reassuring glance before turning his attention back to Miranda. "Well, Miranda," he replied evenly, his tone controlled, "it's all about trust and communication in our relationship. We know we can rely on each other, and that makes the distance more bearable."

Beatrice nodded in agreement, doing her best to maintain her composure despite Miranda's intrusive questions. "Yes," she added, "and staying connected through phone calls and video chats helps bridge the gap."

Miranda's smile remained in place, but there was a calculating glint in her eyes. "I see," she said, her voice dripping with faux innocence. "But it must be difficult, don't you think? The temptation is always there."

Rooster's jaw clenched, and he took a deep breath before responding. "Trust is a powerful thing," he said firmly. "And we have complete trust in each other. That's what makes our relationship strong."

Beatrice couldn't help but admire Rooster's ability to maintain his composure in the face of Miranda's probing questions. She knew he was fiercely protective of their relationship and their family, and he was dangerously calm now.

Miranda seemed satisfied with Rooster's response, at least for the moment. She shifted the conversation to another topic, asking about their plans for the future.  “So you work at a bar.”

“Yes.”

“Hmmm,I see.” Miranda plays with her drink, “What’s it like? You like it?”

Beatrice blinked, then shrugged her shoulders with a small smile, “...yes,I love it, I’ve been working there for the past five years.”

Miranda raised an eyebrow, her gaze scrutinizing. "A bar can be quite the interesting place," she commented, her tone laced with subtle condescension. "I'm sure you have plenty of stories to tell."

Beatrice's smile remained polite, though her patience was beginning to wear thin. "Oh, there are always interesting characters and stories," she replied, choosing her words carefully. "It's part of what makes the job unique."

Miranda seemed unfazed by Beatrice's measured response, her eyes never leaving Beatrice's face. "And Rooster," she continued, "how do you feel about Beatrice working in such an environment? I can imagine it's not easy."

Rooster’s interest was brief, his eyebrow kicking up. "Beatrice is fantastic at her job," he said, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "I have complete trust in her."

Beatrice felt a rush of warmth in her heart and she smiles. She reached for his hand under the table, giving it a gentle squeeze and he squeezed right back.

Miranda, however, was not deterred. She leaned in closer, her gaze locked onto Beatrice's. "It's just that," she began, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "working in a bar can expose one to all sorts of...temptations, don't you think?"

Beatrice’s teeth clenched and she was almost glad Rooster didn’t hear that conversation, but her hand squeezed his fingers in an almost painful way. Her husband's subtle wince wasn’t seen by her, but she did rub her thumb against his hand to apologize, “Excuse me.” she stands up, “I have to go to the bathroom. Roos,” he turns over to her, eyebrows low and eyes worried, “I’ll be right back.”

She hated leaving Rooster alone with those two, but she needed a break.

Rooster nodded in understanding, his concern evident in his eyes as Beatrice excused herself from the table. He watched her go, his gaze lingering on her until she disappeared from sight. 

Beatrice’s heels clicked as she sped through the rich people surrounding her, eventually finding the large bathroom and locking herself in one of the stalls. She grounds, sitting on the closed toilet with her lower lip disappearing into her mouth as she tries her breathing exercises.

Smell the flower,blow the candle.

Repeat.

Repeat.

But she was so angry, she was so annoyed and they just got there. She didn’t want to cause a scene…so she decided to call Shells. Hopefully her friend could help in some way.

“Helloooo…”

“Hi Shells.”Bea whispers, keeping her head up with a hand on her cheek, “How’s Nikki doing?”

On the other end of the line, Shells's voice was warm. "Nikki's doing great," she replied, "Bob is keeping her entertained, and she's been such a little sweetheart today. How's everything going with you and Rooster?"

Beatrice let out a sigh, her frustration and anxiety bubbling just beneath the surface. "It's…complicated," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "We're at dinner with the Haltons, and it's just...unpleasant."

Shells's hum meant a lot, but especially meant a ‘no,really?’ "Well,wanna share, Bea?"

Beatrice hesitated for a moment, not wanting to reveal too much, especially over the phone. But she needed to talk to someone, to vent her frustrations. "They're prying into our lives," she finally said, her voice tinged with frustration. "Asking personal questions, trying to dig into our family and careers. It's like they're interrogating us."

"That sounds incredibly invasive," she replied. “Fuckin’ annoying too. You think they are up to something?”

Beatrice wasn't sure, but the unease in the air and the Haltons' persistent questioning made her suspicious. "I don't know," she admitted, rubbing her temples. "But I can't shake the feeling and it's making me so angry."

"Try to stay calm, Bea," she suggested. "Don't let them get to you."

“You are telling me to calm down?” the brunette chuckles, surprised, “That’s new.”

“Bea,hey,come on.I’m a good example….but really you can beat them up if you want.”

Beatrice couldn't help but chuckle at Shells's attempt to lighten the mood. "I'll keep that in mind," she replied, her tone softening. "Thanks for being a good friend, Shells. I just needed to vent a bit."

Shells laughed on her end of the line. "Anytime, Bea," she said warmly. "You know I've got your back. And if you ever need help plotting revenge on the Haltons, just give me a call."

Beatrice couldn't help but smile. "I might take you up on that offer," she replied. "Thanks, Shells.I gotta go now. See you soon,okay?"

"Oke doke, Bumblebea," Shells said. "Take care.You and Rooster will get through this. Peace out."

With a final exchange of goodbyes, Beatrice hung up the phone and turned her attention back to the bathroom door, inhaling shakily and trying her best to go back to them without losing her mind. The prickling of her anxiety appeared, but she was going to be okay. 

Beatrice took a moment to compose herself, taking a deep breath and running her fingers through her hair. She couldn't let the Haltons' intrusive questions and condescending attitude get to her. They were guests at this dinner, and she and Rooster had the upper hand in controlling the situation.

As she reentered the dining area, Rooster immediately looked back at her, his conversation with Mark forgotten for a second as he waits for her. Beatrice took her seat next to him and gave him a reassuring smile, placing her hand on his thigh under the table. 

Miranda seemed to have picked up on Beatrice's momentary absence, and her gaze lingered on her as she returned to the table. "Is everything all right, Beatrice?" she asked, her voice dripping with faux concern.

Beatrice met Miranda's gaze with a cool, composed expression. "Everything's fine, Miranda," she replied, her tone calm and measured. "I just needed to use the bathroom." she turned to Rooster, “Did I miss something?”

Translation: did they do something?

Rooster gave Beatrice's hand on his thigh a reassuring squeeze under the table, his eyes never leaving hers. "Nothing important," he replied, his tone casual. "Just some small talk."

Beatrice nodded, her smile remaining in place as she turned her attention back to the table. She couldn't let Miranda's probing questions or her condescending attitude get to her. “That’s good.”

The dinner conversation continued, but the tension between Rooster, Beatrice, and the Haltons remained palpable. Miranda seemed to take the lead in directing the conversation, while Mark chimed in with his own comments, all carefully veiled with passive-aggressiveness.

Miranda's tone turned even more condescending as she addressed Beatrice once again. "Beatrice," she began, her voice dripping with sweetness, "I couldn't help but notice the lovely family photos in your home. You must cherish your role as a mother."

Beatrice maintained her composure, though her grip on Rooster's thigh tightened slightly under the table. She knew Miranda was trying to provoke her, but she wasn't going to take the bait. "I do," she replied evenly, her tone unwavering. "My family means the world to me."

Miranda's smile remained in place, but her eyes gleamed with something that made Beatrice uneasy. "That's wonderful to hear," she said, her words laced with hidden meaning. "It's important to have priorities, after all."

Beatrice’s eyes squinted, “What’s that supposed to mean?” and Rooster had to bite back his smirk because that was usually his line. 

Miranda's smile widened, her tone still sugary sweet. "Oh, Beatrice," she replied, her voice dripping with condescension, "it's just an observation. Family is such a precious thing, isn't it?"

Beatrice kept her eyes on Miranda, tapping the bottom of her glass repeatedly against the table. The little string that kept her anger in check snapped and her smile turned predatory, “Why are you asking me that?” she tilts her head, “You seem very interested in our family. Just like your husband is interested in my husband’s family and my job at the bar?” her smile widened, “Why don’t we talk about that?”

The air in the private dining area seemed to grow heavier as Beatrice's words hung in the space between them. Rooster couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his wife for standing her ground and confronting the Haltons directly. He kept a watchful eye on Mark and Miranda, ready for their response.

Miranda's smile never wavered, but there was a glint of annoyance in her eyes. "Beatrice, dear," she replied, her tone still saccharine, "you seem to be misunderstanding our intentions. We're just trying to get to know our neighbors better, that's all."

Beatrice tutted, “Oh no, getting to know your neighbors is one thing," she said, her voice firm, "but prying into their personal lives and making veiled insinuations is another." she smiles more, “I can read people well.”

Rooster watched as Mark, who had been relatively quiet during the exchange, finally spoke up. "Beatrice," he said with a smooth smile, "we apologize if our questions came across as intrusive. That wasn't our intention."

Rooster couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Mark's response. It was clear that the Haltons were trying to downplay their probing questions and the underlying tension in the room.

Miranda, however, wasn't about to let the matter drop. "We're just concerned, that's all," she added, her tone faux-concerned. "We-”

“Your concern is gathered but not welcome.” Beatrice’s voice turns firm, in a way Rooster had never seen before…and it was really attractive, “We have a very,very good life.” her voice shakes a bit, “And my husband is really good at what he does…Miranda were you a bully when you were younger?”

Miranda's smile remained in place, but her eyes glittered with irritation at Beatrice's boldness. "Beatrice, dear," she replied, her tone still sugary, "we're only looking out for our neighbors. It's natural to be curious, don't you think?"

“You said that before. And you didn’t answer my question.” she taps her glass a bit harder, “Because you remind me a lot of my former bullies.”

The tension in the private dining area grew thicker with each passing moment. Rooster could feel it coiling around them, a palpable force that hung in the air. Beatrice's direct confrontation had caught the Haltons off guard, and they were struggling to maintain their facade of politeness.

Mark cleared his throat, his smile still in place but strained. "Beatrice," he said, his tone attempting to regain control of the conversation, "we certainly didn't mean to offend you. We're just curious about our new neighbors, that's all."

Beatrice leaned back in her chair, her eyes never leaving Miranda's. "Curiosity is one thing," she replied, her voice steady, "but prying and insinuations are another."

Miranda's eyes flickered with annoyance, but she maintained her composure. "We apologize if we gave you the wrong impression," she said, her voice icy. "We only wanted to make friendly conversation."

Rooster could see the thinly veiled frustration on Miranda's face, and he knew that their direct approach had rattled her. But Beatrice could be even more protective than he was,especially when it came to them and their family, “You were almost asking if we ever cheated on one another.” Rooster chokes on his beverage as Beatrice says that, “And that isn’t friendly conversation.”

He was having a hard time holding back his laughter, those two looked absolutely gobsmacked.

Mark and Miranda exchanged glances. It was clear that their attempts to steer the conversation back to a more polite tone were failing. Miserably.

Mark finally spoke up again, his tone strained but still attempting to maintain a facade of civility. "Beatrice, we truly didn't mean to overstep," he said, "and we apologize if our questions were intrusive."

Miranda chimed in, her voice dripping with insincerity. "Yes," she said, "we simply wanted to get to know our neighbors better, that's all."

Beatrice sighed, “You keep repeating that.” and she sips her drink, smacking her lips, “And I keep not believing it, so here’s my little something I kinda gathered: you were a queen bee back in Virginia, probably one of the best - in your mind - military wives in your neighborhood.” Miranda’s smile finally dropped, she got her, “And you don’t like how I manage things with Rooster so well, because we have great chemistry.”

She pauses, looking down in her glass. “Damn is there alcohol on this,Roos?”

“I don’t think so,gorgeous.” Rooster couldn't help but smirk as he watched Beatrice deftly navigate the conversation, exposing Miranda's thinly veiled attempts at politeness for what they truly were. It was clear that Miranda was growing increasingly uncomfortable with Beatrice's directness, and he couldn't blame her.

Mark cleared his throat, attempting to regain control of the conversation. "Beatrice," he said, his tone carefully measured, "we appreciate your insights, but I assure you, we have no ulterior motives."

“I mean you did kinda hound my uncle at the base.”Rooster finally speaks, “You also ask some weird shit,Mark. So, to us, this whole dinner seems like a reason to ‘know your enemy’ than anything else. I mean,dude, we are both in the Navy, both pilots…I didn’t even know you until a few weeks ago.”

Mark cleared his throat again, his tone forcedly pleasant, voice raspy because the saliva was gone from his mouth. "Rooster, Beatrice," he began, "we may have had some misunderstandings, but we truly want to put them behind us. We're neighbors, after all."

Both Bradshaws stared at them, then Rooster placed his glass down, “You know, I think you two are just too…what’s the word,gorgeous?”

“Intrusive.”

“Yes and very,very strange. So…” he taps his hand on the table, “I don’t think there’s…anything else to talk about, so we just might go,huh Bea?”

Beatrice nodded in agreement, a slight edge to her smile. "I think that's a good idea, Roos," she said, her voice polite but firm. "We appreciate the dinner invitation, but it's getting late, and we should head home."

“But–”

“No buts.” Rooster says firmly, “This dinner was…interesting. But let’s keep this professional.” he snaps his finger, “By the way, we’ve been here before. We know the owner.”

Neither of them said anything. Rooster pulled a few dollar bills from his wallet, then placed it on the table, “Here, our share.” he leans back and placed a hand on Bea’s waist, “Good evening.” luckily, the people inside Oda were too busy with themselves to notice the tense conversation they were having and if they did, they didn’t care.

Beatrice let Rooster guide her down the stairs towards the entrance, thanking the hostess who was nothing but kind to them - although she seemed upset she’d have to deal with only the Haltons now.

The brisk night air greeted Rooster and Beatrice as they stepped out of the restaurant. They walked in silence for a few moments, the weight of the evening's encounter still heavy on their minds as they waited for the valet.

Finally, Beatrice spoke, her voice reflective. "That was...strange," she said, her brow furrowing. "I've never felt so scrutinized during a dinner."

Rooster nodded in agreement, his expression serious. "Yeah," he replied. "It was like they were trying to dig into our lives, figure us out."

Beatrice glanced over at her husband,  "Do you think they're going to stop, Roos?" she asked quietly. "I mean, they kept pushing…"

Rooster considered her question carefully "I don't know,gorgeous," he admitted. "But I think for now, we are done with it."

“Hm…okay.”

“By the way,” he whistled low, “Damn…damn that was hot.” she blinked up at him, “I love when you get all protective of me, it’s so hot, baby.” he looks around to check if anyone was close by, leaning down once he noticed the street was empty, “I gotta say…” he gently drags his finger down her cleavage until it reaches the fabric of her dress, “Kinda…made me hungry for a little snack.”

Her pupils dilated and her lower lip slid into her mouth, “...oh?” “Yeah…I really,really want a taste.” he smirks, kissing her lips briefly, thumb gently rubbing her lower lip to expose the soft pink underside, “Been cravin’ some peaches lately.”

[icleanedthisplate]

The end of this blog.

On January 3, 2015, after golfing with friends, we went to Buffalo Grill in Little Rock. While sitting there and talking the idea out with them, I decided to start documenting every meal I eat at restaurants — every single one — and ranking them on a monthly basis. I kept it up for six months before deciding there was no audience for such a thing, so I quit. But after 18 months of not doing it, I realized I didn’t care about not having an audience as much as I cared about having a reference to every meal in every restaurant in every city that I’d eaten. I started back New Year’s Day 2017, and I’ve been doing it ever since. Altogether, I’m approaching eight years of meals, documented and ranked. And I eat out a lot — last year I ate 421 meals at 234 different restaurants.

I had no intention of ever stopping until earlier this week when I came home inspired from a good conference. I told Liz that maybe I would be done with taking pictures of my food, but I wouldn’t stop until the end of June so I could say I’d done it for eight full years. But then last night when I sat down to rank a recent meal, I told her I didn’t want to. Maybe I’m already done, I said.

I don’t go to Buffalo Grill often — four times in eight years, to be exact — but the boys and I ended up there today. Out of habit I pulled out my phone to take a picture of my salad so I could rank it later. It hit me that I was in the same place that the blog had started. What more poetic end could it reach? So instead of taking a picture of my chef’s salad, I pointed my phone at my boys, eating their cheeseburgers, and I felt a tremendous burden that I loved for so long lift from my shoulders.

Thanks for tolerating my rankings over the years, and for listening to me air my culinary-related micro-grievances. If you’re ever feeling nostalgic about things I ate, feel free to dive into the archive at icleanedthisplate.tumblr.com. You can also keep up with me on my photo-a-day blog, which is still going strong after 14 years.

[psychopacifist-rm]

I’m a free man right now. I can use internet whole day, manage my time, go and just… buy the food for me and me alone. I can be sure that nobody will dig my bags and pockets anymore, nobody will control every my step, nobody will drag me out of the shower or burst into my room at night.

Am I happy now?… well, I can say so. But.

Even if I try to bury my past 10 feet under, it has reminders. Mostly it’s music, but can be a smell, a lightning or a weather, even just a sound. On my old phone I found about 234 photos of the same thing: the view from my window, which was the gap to the outer world, when I didn’t need to go to school or drive on a backseat somewhere I didn’t want to go.

And the thing that scares me is that sometimes I miss isolation. I was alone in a room 1x2 in a constant fear and hunger, but I had a whole galaxy inside. No internet, just a Bammes book and a bare rough sketchbook. Time always was slower. Nothing hurt more than now.

My happiest year was 2020, when I made my first steps into independence and tried full-time internet for the first time. That was so new, and I found that perfect balance between exploring something outside of my district and having a strict schedule.

Now I came to conclusion that I don’t miss isolation itself. I miss younger me. That fella, who never knows his diagnoses, that was hungry, but still could bear it, that had no so much responsibility. For himself, but for the whole world as well. Never knew that he came through something bad and that was not the worst. Even appearing on the global internet I feel that I need work on the limit of reality, because if I miss a day, people are stop being interested. Not gonna lie, I’m always trying to get attention only with my arts and stories, because I really want to leave only art in this world and disappear as a person forever. That’s my meaning of life - to give all my time, energy and soul to my characters until I become transparent.

Why I’m telling you that?… I’m grateful that you’re still reading. Maybe I’m trying to be more open minded, maybe I’m trying to share, I don’t really know. There are two ways: to be fully honest or to be fully silent about yourself as a person.

[bwobgames]

Previous First

He decides to ignore downstairs for now and focus on the second floor. They probably have windows there, right?

There's another stair.

"... Ok, I can see how this building could be capable of holding a 3rd floor"

He ignores that the place is already way bigger than it should be

He goes up

"... Are you kidding me?"

He can't see the end of the corridor

He walks

Theres atleast 20 doors

He doesn't open any of them and just focuses on reaching the end of the hallway

There he finds

Another staircase

"What...?"

He goes up

There's another staircase

He goes up

There's another staircase

He's tired, but he goes up

There's nothing but a closed room with two chairs

He turns around and goes the stairs

"... Those are not bones"

They are bones

He knows this, but he refuses to acknowledge it

He passes through a random door

And another

And another

He has forgotten which side is south

He keeps walking, he finds stairs, closed rooms, strange art, corridors, big rooms

And no windows or exit

He keeps walking

Sometimes, he stops and sits down

Then resumes walking

He looks at his phone, its 11 PM

He's too tired to continue and decides to sleep through the night

He gets to a random room and huddles in a corner

He uses his jacket as a blanket

"Do I need to start drinking my own pee?"

A human cannot live more than 3 days without water

He knows this, and yet

He can't help but cry

It is day two

His back hurts

He's thirsty and hungry

But! He got to sleep for 12 hours! He hasn't slept that much since he was a teen!

"Ugh, itchy facial hair. Am i going to grow a beard here?

If i get out, I'll keep a little hair.

Just in the chin, maybe, something not too noticeable"

He has tear tracks in his face

"All right, back to the grind"

He wants to speak, but he doesn't want to waste water with speaking

The silence is awful

He walks another day

This time, he finds several new things

He found bathrooms but no running water.

The lights work, though. Maybe he can do something with that

If he knew how

His brain is not too keen on being used at the moment

He has also found signs of life

Or, used-to-be life

He has found more bones of humans and animals. Also some are, uh, fresher.

The floor has animal hair, and there are marks of scratching in the floors and walls

He thinks some might be human as well

The graffiti stopped being artistic, and it started being used as landmarks

He sees some rooms be ennumerated, then crossed over and adding another number

That's something that he has seen. Rooms get repeated, sometimes. He has seen the creepy mask room at least 7 times.

The graffiti appears every once in a while. Sometimes, it is just a giant dick. Sometimes, it is a cry for help.

He's tired

He finds a room with a couch and decides to take a break

He can feel a headache building

After a quick nap, he opens the door and finds

The same room

The same couch

There's no other doors

Hes between two identical rooms

He closes the door, waits a bit, and opens it again

Its still the same room

Theres no other door

He closes it again

He opens it

Same room

He keeps doing it for a while

He gets desperate

"Why is it not working WHY IS IT NOT WORKING did I do something wrong?? Did I made it go wrong??"

It hurts to speak, but he still does it

"I'm sorry

I'm so sorry

Please let me out"

He can't say anything else, his throat is too dry

So he thinks it

"Im sorry, Im sorry, I didn't mean to break it, Im sorry, please work, please work again, Im sorry, I just want to go out, please let me out"

After try number #234, the room changes

It's a big room, with a lot of doors, and a map

He goes to it and crumbles

He shivers, he can't cry anymore, there's not enough water

Everything hurts

He wants to go home

He wants to pray, but doesn't know to who.

He wants to run but doesn't know where

He wonders if he died already, and this is hell

He wonders if he's the ghost haunting the house

He passes out

He wonders if he'll wake up again

[fluctuating-fanby]

Reaction: WTNV 234 (The Boy)

This ep drove me insane okay

No Kevin yet, it looks like, but I continue to be delusional and wonder if The Boy is Donovan somehow

And it looks like this'll be a Carlos-heavy episode anyway!!!! So I am still hyped!!!!!

.....Cecil wdym "START to go grey", literally one of the first things we knew abt Carlos was the touch of grey at his temples???

"He was bright eyed with tousled hair and a high-spirited voice. He ran to and fro, the boy, through the park, pretending to be an airplane, and then a motorboat, and then a hawk chasing a mouse."

Me, on the brink of insanity: There's no proof that that's NOT Donovan yet!!! This is how the DB stans can still win!!!!

I'm probably so so wrong but can you IMAGINE if it was though hfjsskal

*weeping* He doesn't have a name OR memories, please just put me out of my misery already instead of making me hope

I just realized The Mudstone Abyss was FIVE YEARS AGO, Donny would be 10 by now

Idk if it's new but I'm really digging the bg music! (and still wishing I didn't forget my earbuds at home and do not have to awkwardly put my ear up to my phone speaker)

The ad for spoons was perfect haha

"Be a shame if anything happened to it." HFJDSKSK

Me, still delusional: Haha is it just me or do the boy's speech patterns kinda remind you of Kevin's? Asking for a friend 👉 👈

"born into the sunlight" DOES THAT MEAN ANYTHING

Sidenote my Night Vale geography is rusty, is Grove Park anywhere near either the Dog Park or The House That Doesn't Exist????

He's well cared for, must have had a guardian.........they're really drawing my hopes out huh???

AND THE METICULOUSLY CARED-FOR TEETH. IDK ABT YOU BUT THERE ARE EXACTLY TWO CHARACTERS I CAN THINK OF DESCRIBED WITH PERFECT TEETH.

"imagine, saying words into a mic that aren't true!" Very meta! But I also find this funny consiering Cecil has already lied on the radio more times than I can count (Ep 71 comes to mind right now)

I'M WHEEZING

I WAS EXPECTING EXAGGERATEDLY OVER-THE-TOP ACTING (like Carlos's impressions from The Investigators), WHICH MADE HIS FLAT, HURRIED READING EVEN FUNNIER

I LEGIT THOUGHT HE'D LAPSED INTO A DIFFERENT LANGUAGE AT FIRST

Also Cecil Palmer is now canonically a terrible voice actor hfjsks

I can't stop laughing, the trees thing is the "peanut butter is a type of rock" debacle all over again

.......okay, "to do harm" has me stumped

Re: the Boy's monologue: okay, lots to unpack here!

Half of what he says is incredibly vague, the other half is just plain confusing

The mother thing kinda makes Donovan much less plausible, but it's possible he had a mother in his life before Charles met Kevin????

I can't really think of any connections to other plot points in this world? The Dark Planet Lit by No Sun maybe? "True name of God" makes me think The Obelisk and Susan Willman? Or is The Boy just a completely new thing they're introducing out of nowhere??? I am so lost

Either way I'm still clinging desperately to the Donovan theory!!! Anyways great ep even though (because??) it drove me insane