#jessi reyes

[msmelissalin]

FOR: @jessi-reyes WHEN: 23rd of February, 2024. WHERE: Barbican Centre. Post Auction.

"Jessica, it's been a long time." The corners of Melissa's lips curled into a cruel smile.

[msmelissalin]

"My grammar? Seriously? That's your comeback? Okay then, moving on." she flicked her wrist as if she were over it. "My categories are questionable, I'll be the first to admit," Melissa wasn't going to deny something she couldn't hide from. "But then from your own experience, they're just a way of riling us up, no?"

"If you haven't guessed by now, nobody can make Johnathan do anything."

"You and I," she corrects, "I am fine, only had one drink so far, but fine nonetheless. Excited to see what you win tonight, considering some of your categories,"

"I see you made Johnathan dress up. Got tired of bringing your son to functions?"

[goldsbitch]

Could we dance in the past?

part 2 to I gave so many signs

summary: First unrequited love is not the one to ever leave your mind. Y/N looks back at her missed connection with Charles Leclerc from the time they were just teenagers and regrets having him slip away.

song fic (disclaimer: rights belong to the respectable owners)

right where you left me - Taylor Swift Before love came to kill us - Jessie Reyes

warning: Present time, the past....alcohol and typos

Charles did all he could to appear normal and not give away that he was shaking on the inside. He was used to masking his true feelings, can't let other drivers know you're nervous, ever. Years of training and overused trick with digging his nails to his palm paid back. His latest girlfriend didn't seem to notice.

Life's good and I'm gettin' paid, mm But I think about you everyday, oh no (still) When I miss you I medicate (pour up drink, drink)

They went home earlier than planned, but Charles could not spend another minute locked up in the same space as Y/N without acting out or worse - getting up to talk to her. It was surprising that his lame excuse worked and hadn't caused any alarms with his girlfriend. He tried his best to look chill, laughed at the jokes he would have, listened attentively, contributed to the conversation, kissed his so called love on the cheek and took her home, where he made her feel good, as he normally would. Only once she fell asleep, only when he was really sure of that, he allowed his mind to roam free. He had to get up and leave the bed their currently shared. If he had been a smoker, this would be the moment to drag out half of pack. In the end, he opted for a glass of his favorite drink, or at least something that would resemble that. As he sipped his faux Moscow mule, he cursed the day Y/N showed him this drink.

For a moment at least I know You were mine and it was beautiful

"Ok, ok, listen, listen Charles," Y/N insisted, waiving her drunker finger around with a drunken sassy demeanor. "Yes, mon chéri," he replied, so alcohol flowing through his system one could be surprised he was still lucid. "I absolutely hate this...this thing," she pointed to the contents of her glass. "Oh, come on! You can't leave me alone in this celebration!" he moaned like a little baby. It was right after one of his biggest achievements in racing yet, but he was just too young to celebrate publicly, so there they were, two teenagers discovering the limits of alcohol in Y/N's empty apartment. Charles was over the moon when he found out that her parents were out of town, already being high on the post race hormones. Sometimes the starts just align. "I'm not going to leave you alone, you're stuck with me. But! We have to stop pretending like this tastes good," she nearly threw her fancy glass containing her dad's whiskey. "I mean, it is absolutely horrible," Charles admitted and made Y/N laugh. One of his favorite things. He got closer to her, one narrow kitchen counter parting them. "So what will we do?" "Let's get creative," she exclaimed and started to google around and sent Charles over to the fridge for a variety of ingredients that did not go together in any situation. "We need to find our signature drink. I want to walk over somewhere one day and be like...one martini, dry," she played a parody of her older self. "Yeah, you're right. Because the whiskey is definitely not it," he agreed and spit the rest of his out. "That's like few hundred euros you spit there, buddy," she whispered. Charles's eyes went wide and immediately started to apologize and offering to pay back. He was not amused when she laughed at him and brought it up when he went to the toilet, saying that he did not have to pay for the toilet paper. When he came back from the bathroom, he managed to bump right into Y/N, who though that the best thing to do was to jump at him from a corner. This resulted in her spilling her Moscow mule on both of them. Charles found it funny at first and took it as a great opportunity to take his shirt off, with a little hope that it might actually impress her a bit. He had worked out a lot lately. This had totally backfired the minute he noticed that Y/N was also soaking wet. He had already noticed earlier that she was not wearing a bra and tried not to imagine what she would have looked like without her loose t-shirt. His imagination could have gone on vacation now, her nipples were poking through and the t-shirt hugged the shape of her breasts tightly. Once again, as he had been times before with this girl, he was speechless and frozen. The internal battle being that he wanted to be as respectful as one could be, but his dreams were also becoming real right before his teenage eyes. She seemed to be drunk enough not to take care. He peaked several times and cursed himself when he heard the diplomatic words coming out of his mouth, informing Y/N of her situation. She thanked him dearly and covered herself by wearing his hoodie. This image made Charles's situation ten times worse, especially when he saw the little blush on her cheek. For a moment he imagined that she was his and only his. Took him two years before he washed that hoodie again.

But I wanna hold ya Like it's June in the west end Back when you were my best friend Before love came to kill us

It was always hard, seeing Y/N. He thought with time and age it would get easier, but all those talks about talk about time healing wounds did not align with his experience. He somehow got over it, had several girlfriends after her and discovered he really was the relationship type. But she just shined in colors brighter than anyone else. They understood each other. Charles was aware of that when he was young, but underestimated the rarity of that kind of a connection. Years had passed - and it didn't seem to matter.

Trends change, rumors fly through new skies But I'm right where you left me

He loved his girlfriend. He must have. The note was there simply in case she woke up when he was on his fake midnight jog. Occasional midnight run was something he did from time to time, so it was not suspicious. To sell it properly, just in case, he put on his running shoes and a hoodie. Strangely similar one to the one he gave Y/N that one Moscow mule night.

She must have stopped going to their usual café spot. It had been weeks since they talked, Charles took the events that happened at her prom to heart and decided that it was time for him to get over his best friend. He was sure you'd be friends again, sooner rather than later, but he needed some time to process. Or at least he thought, this was all very new to him, nobody to talk to about it and nowhere to get some decent advice. But that was what all the songs he blasted for hours on end seemed to agree on, so he tried that. No contact. He caught himself taking the roads that lead pass the spots he knew you might be, whenever he was back home. His body playing tricks on him. He always peaked into the café window - what if... After sometime, the realization that Y/N had stopped coming there hit him hard. Suddenly, the possibility of you two never talking again started to look a little too realistic. No word from her, which was odd. She would always be the one to bombard Charles no matter how bad it got.

Help, I'm still at the restaurant Still sitting in a corner I haunt Cross-legged in the dim light They say, "What a sad sight"

And with days adding up to their friendship hiatus, he started to literally occupy that café, way more that when the pair hung out there together. There were only two waiters there changing their shifts back and forth. What Charles didn't know was that they put a bet on how long it would take for the girl that used to accompany the young man, whom they'd known by his name at that point, to come back with him one day. Young love, they used to reminisce of their own first heartbreak whenever he left the door.

They expected me to find somewhere Some perspective, but I sat and stared Right where you left me

He imagined this is what it felt like to have an heart attack. She finally sent him a message. And with that one text, he threw away all the work he tried to accomplish by keeping his distance and ended up right back where he started. Madly in love.

It's gettin' late And I should go

He knew he shouldn't have. Was old enough to know better this time. Understood that it was all super toxic for him and that he was in a much better place now. Oh, and then there was the fact that he had a girl back in his apartment. And it wasn't Y/N. But still, he casually jogged right back to the bar they'd left not even two hours ago. Surely, she'd be gone by now. He'd just check it out, have one last Moscow mule of the night and call it a day. That would have worked just fine. Hadn't it been for Y/N, standing alone in front of the bar entrance. Charles saw her getting shocked the moment she noticed him and dropping her cigarette. He slowed down and stared back at her. As if to make clear that him being here was not an accident this time. And also to finally look at her gorgeous, now adult, face without having to hide it.

So under the mask of the moon Could we dance in the past? Before love Before love came to kill us

part 3

[totaly-obsessed]

Portland Thorns Appreciation

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[esqueletosgays]

SMILE (2022)

Director: Parker Finn Cinematography: Charlie Sarroff

[spookytuesdaypod]

spooky tuesday is a (now not so new!) podcast where we’re breaking down all of our favorite slashers, thrillers, monster movies and black comedies on the new scariest day of the week.

heyyyy, bestie. how are you doing after the last few weeks? feeling any better? well, we weren’t when we recorded this episode. we were still processing some pretty bad news — but that’s actually sort of to theme. on our newest spooky tuesday, we’re talking about smile (2022), a movie all about trauma and trying to grin-and-bear your way through it. a few years back, this was one of the season’s most hotly anticipated flicks, but it didn’t necessarily stick the landing. opinions were split here at spooky tuesday, but after chelsea and monica saw smile 2 in 4dx (which totally slayed, btw), we were finally ready to revisit it and get sydney’s take. join us as we discuss curses, share our theories, and lay the groundwork for our eventual episode where we give skye riley the shine she deserves.

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[moshkelgia]

i need the next season of queer ultimatum to come out bc clearly i need a reminder of why my ass is better not in the lesbian dating scene

[david-pavoncello]

Who: @jessi-reyes

Where: after party post plot drop

David made his way through the manor, looking for his people, when he heard female voices coming from a room. He gave one rap with a knuckle.

"Tutti al sicuro lì dentro?" He spoke in Italian, knowing it might not be the smartest, but that didn't mean he wasn't ready for a fight.

[at-sabohteurs]

@fablelike, continued :/- twelve years old and alone in the big wide world, easy pickings to be swallowed whole, and yet she survived. that's what she is. a survivor. she's seventeen now and five years is a long time to form bad habits, and trust issues ocean's deep. no one's ever been in her corner before, no one's bothered to try bring her into theirs. ( OUT-CAST, STREET-RAT, LONE-WOLF. ) 'i get it kid, really, i do' - they always get it. but they lie. all they care about is the social applause for rescuing a stray, domesticating them, declawing them . . . hannah's heard it all before- it's a little unsettling, how easily she believes jessie now.

but WILD DARK EYES drift, flitting to the background and fixing on the curious face staring back at her through glass. instinct demands her hackles rise, the barest twitch of her lips restraining a snarl as animal within predicts TRAP! head turns, between the girl and her mama, offering hannah something, which isn't always better than nothing, but this time- maybe?

" no bullshit? " hannah says warily, brows pinched as she shoves her hands deep into the worn pockets of her hoodie. she raised herself, her childhood LOST to the paperwork of child services- but she is, despite her age, still a child nonetheless. and some things are sacred. one hand pulls from the bare warmth of her pocket, arm outstretched as far as her wingspan will allow, pinkie finger extended. " swear it. n'if you break it, i get to eat you. " a hearts beat passes, before the tiniest of smiles breaks through. she won't eat jessie ( MAYBE ) . . . but saying she will makes her feel better.

" and i can leave anytime ? you won't lock me in a cupboard or somethin' ? " the inflection in her tone implies the threat is not unfamiliar to her. hannah'll fight teeth and all if she feels even REMOTELY cornered. if this is a trick, or a lie, jessie'll never see her again. the system got something right in her file. hannah reyes IS a flight risk.

[amescastaignede]

FOR: @jessi-reyes​

WHEN: 31st of March, 2023. 

WHERE: Yacht, After Party.

Amélie's perfectly pedicured, heeled foot touched the sleek deck of the yacht, a gentle sway of the waves beneath her caused her to lose her footing. Thankfully, she quickly regained her balance and lifted her head to take in the luxurious scene before her. The soft glow of the lights bathed the deck in a warm, golden light, casting Amélie’s gaze to a dark-haired woman. 

‘‘I’m-- I...I’m sorry to disturb you. I’m, uh, Amélie, and I was wondering where you got that. By that I mean dress. Sorry, I’m not good at the...peopling thing.’‘ 

[josh0555]

Those are the µ's from LoveLive. They are composed of 9 members Kristine Hermosa, Angel Locsin, Coleen Garcia, Shaina Magdayao, Ellen Adarna, Louise de los Reyes, Jessie Mendiola, Ivana Alawi and Maja Salvador who portrayed the characters Honoka Kousaka, Eli Ayase, Kotori Minami, Umi Sonoda, Rin Hoshizora, Maki Nishikino, Nozomi Tojo, Hanayo Koizumi and Nico Yazawa. In 2010, They were the rivals of the South Korean boy band Momoland which was composed of 9-members during their pre-debut. The members are Ji Chang-min, Lee Hye-bin, Park Joo-won, Kim Tae-ha, Kim Na-yun, Lee Min-hyuk, Lee Ah-in, Lim Yeon-woo and Kim Young-jae. Before the group was formed, Frozen director Steven Spielberg knows that the group µ's would reference to girl group BTS which will contain 9-members wearing in their respective color in their pre-debut. Kim Seok-jin wears orange, Kim Tae-young wears light blue, Lee Nam-seon wears grey, Jeong Jung-kook wears dark blue, Jung Ho-seok wears yellow, Min Yoon-gi wears red, Park Ji-min wears purple, Choi Soo-young wears green and Kwon Yu-ri wears pink. Somehow, They are mentioned by Optimus Prime during the staff meeting. In the 2001 movie Men in Black, Tom Cruise as Agent J learned the truth that the Hot Wheels cars from the 2000 video game Hot Wheels Burning Rubber references to girl group BTS in their pre-debut, The Orange Power Pistons from the 2000 Mad Maniax, The Light Blue Rigor Motor from the 2000 Tony Hawk Skate Series, The Grey Mega-Duty from the 2000 First Editions, The Dark Blue Overbored 454 from the 2000 First Editions, The Yellow Shredster from the 1999 Game Over Series, The Red Cat-a-Pult from the 1996 First Editions, The Purple Evil Twin from the 1998 Techno Bits Series, The Green MS-T Suzuka from the 1998 First Editions and the Pink Hammered Coupe from the 1999 Game Over Series. Before Kristine Hermosa, Julia Montes was originally a member of the group. She started her career on TV5 in 2005 during it’s first launch. However, Julia Montes decided to move to GMA so that she can have a different life in 2010. When Julia Montes retired from TV5. She was replaced by Kristine Hermosa. Kristine Hermosa was born in August 15, 1985, In 2011, Sam Milby married to her when he broke up with Maja Salvador. Angel Locsin was born in January 22, 1986, She is only girl to have blonde hair that is tied into a ponytail like Alice Dixson. Coleen Garcia was born in December 30, 1985. Coleen Garcia's hairstyle is similar to Kristine Hermosa but it's longer and grayish-brown. Shaina Magdayao was born in March 22, 1987. She is the only girl that has blue hair like Ritz Azul who is known as “The Blue Haired Girl” and Luis Manzano who is known as “The Azure Superstar”, Eventually in the talk show Face to Face, Luis Manzano got jealous of those two girls, So Luis Manzano refuses to marry Ritz Azul. Instead, He marries to Shaina Magdayao in 2015. Also, Ellen Adarna was born in October 9, 1990, She was known to be the youngest of the group. But she also has orange hair similar to Kristine Hermosa but shorter. Louise de los Reyes was born in February 4, 1989, She is the only girl to have red hair like Arcee Muñoz who is known as “The Scarlet Superstar” and Kim Chiu who is known as “The Garnet Queen". But Arcee Muñoz, Kim Chiu and JC de Vera are the only crew members of TV5 that have red hair. Somehow, Jessie Mendiola was born in June 8, 1985, She is the only girl to have purple hair but tied it into twin tails. However, Ivana Alawi was born in June 5, 1990. She is the second girl to have short hair just like Ellen Adarna. But she has brown hair. Eventually, Maja Salvador was born in September 29, 1984. She is known to be the eldest of the group. However, She is also the second girl to have twin tails just like Jessie Mendiola but her hair is now black. Due to this, Maja Salvador originally had dark blue hair and purple eyes when she was in GMA. She took over the role of Hinata Hyuga in the Naruto series in 2000. But in 2012, She will retake the role of Hinata Hyuga when Naruto starts airing on TV5.

[maksimkurylenko]

She talked far too much for his liking, but he followed along doing his best not to wince at the slices of his skin when it touched his t-shirt. He'd played it off, not wanting to draw attention. And he knew her. Maksim shifted uncomfortably on the bed, a mix of skepticism. Jess, seemed determined to dig deeper, and he wasn't sure if revealing his true identity was the right move. However, her assertive nature and direct approach intrigued him. Perhaps a bit of honesty wouldn't hurt.

maksimkurylenko​:

-

Maksim couldn’t help the playful smile that tugged at the corner of his lip, although it way coy and filled with a sense of impending dread. “I’m your problem now?” Maksim winced as a sharp pain shot through his side, a reminder of the recent altercation that had left him injured. Despite the discomfort, he maintained his stoic expression, refusing to show weakness in front of his subordinates. ’‘You aren’t wrong – can I see you, privately for a moment?“

-

“You are my problem till I deem otherwise,” she remarks pulling up the intake chart and scanning him over. Jotting down some notes, she meets his eyes once more, “That’s why I’m here- a bed just cleared and you-” Jess looks to the list to see the name he gave only to roll her eyes, “John Doe… really? Is creativity so hard to come by? Anyway, you’re up next. Follow me,” she turns and guilds him to a bed before pulling the sheet around to conceal them, “Alright, just you and me. What’s your real name?”

[critterdotcom]

heehee… urm another singing video…

[groovetrill]

Yeah, ridin'

Windows down, yeah, we're ridin'

I lean the seat back, let you right in

With the other hand, you're still drivin'

Oh, we're wildin'

Yeah, slide home

You take my Levi's right off

I tell you to turn the lights on

'Cause I like to see what I ride on

What I ride on, yeah

Hold me, since love always hurt me

Baby, I'ma need you to choke me

Since love always let me drop

I'ma need you to hold me

Let me deep inside

Breathe me in like a coke fiend

I'm like a drug, more than morphine

Promise I'ma have you singing

"More, please," for kisses

And, "More, please" for touchin'

More, please

I promise that you gettin' no sleep with me

[hannahwatcheshorror]

SMILE (2022)

😿Cat Dies 💁‍♀️Strong Female Lead

This movie has a spooky hook with the creepy smiling and as a psychiatric patient myself I don’t think they are too disrespectful to psychiatric patients (like some horror movies can be). The pacing is very good, though there are quite a few jump scares to be aware of (your heart rate just goes back down before the next big jump scare). It feels like a very well rounded film with good practical and special effects.

(TW Suicide)

⭐⭐⭐⭐

Dr. Rose Cotter (welcome back) is our overworked and highly traumatized psychiatrist who wants to help make everyone feel okay! Too bad she doesn’t listen when her boss (Kal “Grinning” Penn) tells her to go home for the day, she takes one last patient who ends up giving her some sort of Smile Demon. (Mondays, am I right?) This is reminiscent of the movie “It Follows” but less sex and much more suicide.  Rosie thinks nothing of it (because she’s a man of science) but then the demon literally and actually killed her cat, packaged it up, and gave it to her nephew as a gift for his birthday. WHICH all had happened on the night of a break-in so Rose should have at LEAST been able to get Holly (I see what their mom did) to agree that MAYBE someone ELSE put the dead cat in the box instead of the real gift?? But maybe that is just me? Also If a movie is going to go through the trouble of making us see a dead pet, (I hate them already BUT) why is it always such poor CGI that you can barely tell what it is in the first place? At least use a prop for goodness sake! What is the worst that will happen: people will be upset? They already decided to kill off the family cat, which they named Mustache, by the way (kind of adorable), so how dare they make it look crappy to then try and skirt around THEIR bad choice.

Petition for horror movie couples to not have pets. Let the horror movie monster just plop some fresh roadkill in the giftbox, that's more gross anyway AND you’d be worried about rabies. Plus in the context of this movie, if baby boy Jackson pulled a run over raccoon out of the hobby shop box, then everyone at the party would have been asking, “Did Dr. Cotter go down by the tracks and get herself a ‘coon?”

Finally she tries to tell her fiancée (A-Train, who at first he is super nice and reasonable so you forget about all his A-Train crimes and just see him as a very handsome man) but he doesn’t believe her, which is kind of fair because what she says is hard to believe (other than her saying she didn’t kill their cat, he should believe her on that, especially because he knows about the break in that night) but we (the audience) know that the Smile Demon is real so the more A-train doesn’t believe her the more we just feel bad for her and don’t like him. (And now I'm getting strong “They Look Like People” vibes, actually they might have even said that exact line a few times during this film… just go watch TLLP)

Which brings in her ex-boyfriend the cop? And it is giving the STRONGEST “Killer Klowns from Outer Space” third wheeling vibes but I digress… He pops up and Rose needs to use him for his police connections and he believes her about the demon because he sees all the suicides. I guess it's romantic? (Him believing her, not all the death.) I don’t know how we are supposed to feel about it other than just being glad Rosie has someone who believes her. Then she has to go fight the demon who is looking like her mom and it turns out Rose let her mom die as a kiddo, but that’s okay! Because reasons! And trauma! And honestly Dr. Cotter was such a boss when she told off her mom/the demon at this point. I am really not sure if this was a hallucination for her benefit or the demon trying to fuck with her and failing, but hey, it was cathartic for Rosie. But then her mom turns into Slenderman doing drag and it is, wow, it is rough. And they are yelling about who controls Rose’s mind, and then flames!

NOW this is where I WISH the credits roll. Because what happens next is... Just okay. So. She goes to her cop ex-boyfriend's place to have a heart to heart and it is super weird. It felt like the movie genre shifted to romantic drama but then cop ex started smiling. Turns out it wasn't over and cop ex was actually there IRL. And then Dr. Rose is covering herself in gasoline. And Cop ex watches her burn. And “lollipop” is playing loudly as the credits roll and I feel like I’ve missed something with the plot.

But yeah so it ends and I feel a little bit ripped off right there at the finale but that is often a feeling I get when watching a horror film. Overall the movie was full of suspense and a building fear so it still keeps its high score.

[thebutcher-5]

Smile (film)

Benvenuti o bentornati sul nostro blog. Nello scorso articolo abbiamo messo in pausa il cinema e siamo tornati ancora una volta a parlare di fumetti, questa volta con il primo volume di una nuova serie fantasy nostrana che sembra avere un grande potenziale, Kalya. La storia ci narra di Kalya, una ragazza che insieme al suo amico goblin Tagh vive alla giornata per sopravvivere, fino a quando non…