#kell doing the bare minimum

[jmmoreaux]

Reading the fragile threads of power and it's honestly so fun because im like where's is my man Kell and then i know about him through someone else's pov and he's just like frowning and sighing and rolling his eyes or just dropping the most iconic line and im like "yep, that's my man, that's the love of my life, the myth, the legend"

[purplebass]

I'm having tough days and I don't feel like interacting with people. I'm keeping irl interaction to a minimum because of personal reasons (mainly, I am not okay and I'm retreating into myself and into my sense of loss), but I want to interact with people here. I don't want to lose human touch. I feel like I can talk freely if I talk to everyone and anyone at the same time.

What am I doing? Not that anyone cares but.

Aside from studying because of an upcoming exam (one of the causes of my distress atm), I am writing. Well, this is nothing new. I'm writing different pieces at the same time. One is a missing scene from TOP featuring Kell and Lila, because they are one of the few fictional reasons I'm able to go on. I love exploring their dynamics. Another piece is about my dear blackdale. I am ready to write some M-rated stuff about them set in the future. I'm also writing other pieces featuring thomastair, even tho those ideas aren't fleshed out yet. And then? I'm also reading.

I'm reading Divine Rivals by Rebecca Ross at the moment. What caught me was the cover (they remind me of Wessa but also of Blackdale aesthetically). I have read half so far, and I was hooked from the prologue. I find Iris and Roman cute even though the whole gods thing is still a little unclear to me, but alas, I haven't finished the book yet.

These are the things that are getting me going right now. Life savers, while I feel lonely and lost. My mood is a bit dark lately and I don't even know how to put it into words. I just feel empty, lost, at loss. Without feelings. As if I'm barely surviving. I don't know how to shake my shoulders and wake up and do something to change this situation. Part of it is while I'm keeping people at a safe distance irl: I don't have anything to say nor to offer. My life is an endless cycle of the same old, the same old. I'm in a loop, and I can't came out of it. I don't know how. Later I'll see my therapist. No idea if he has any clues, but I'll try to talk about this with him, even though I believe no one can really help me, if not myself.

[ruthlesslistener]

Taniks Headcanons

-Taught himself engineering and computer sciences so that he wouldn't be dependent on others. His style is well-known for being crude, yet efficient

Also mandatory disclaimer that I've only been playing for a couple of months now so if anything contradicts canon, that's why

-The very definition of feral. He doesn't know how to cook or anything, he just eats the components raw. Part of this is because his previous Kell treated their dregs like shit, part of it is just Taniks not being picky about his food. He's probably eaten roadkill before with no qualms about it

-Doesn't actually care about the killing part of being a mercenary, just likes the challenge of the fight. He's always seeking new ways to beat his old records, and has the trophies to show it

-Taught himself engineering and computer sciences so that he wouldn't be dependant on others. His style is well-known for being crude, yet efficient

-Fucks. A lot, actually. He's pretty sure that he's sterilized himself, so he's pretty much fair game. Generally won't go for anyone lower than a baron, though, partially because he's rough as hell and partially because he enjoys pissing off those who consider themselves to be higher-ranking than him. He'll do anything to get his dick wet, but he does have some standards, even if they're pretty much negligible

-Will not submit or listen to anyone unless they have the strength to properly impress him, and even then it's a gamble on if he's actually choosing to be respectful or just fucking with you. The leaders of most houses that enlist his service learn real quick that Taniks should be left to his own devices if they want to keep their arms, and to keep dominance displays to a bare minimum. Those who've had the most success dealing with him are the ones who know that he'll try to bait others into pulling rank specifically so that he can push back against them and make a fool out of them

-Rules are suggestions that are fun to throw around until they become a hindrance. So is honour. He likes to pretend to be honourable and follow his employer's whims, but it's never anything more than that- a farce

-One of the few Eliksni that actively spent a great deal of time away from any social groups, which reflects on his mental state. Eliksni are highly social beings, and part of the reason why Taniks can go from mildly amused to murderously unhinged at the drop of a hat is because of how isolated he is from other Eliksni. As well as the brain damage from several subsequent deaths, but that's negligible compared to the damage done by his lack of proper socialization/family structure

-Has many games downloaded to play in his visor when he's bored. Doom is one of them.

-Has purposely made himself immune to alcohol and most poisons, mostly out of boredom rather than necessity. If a guardian can't kill him, then poison sure as fuck won't

-Tends to avoid the hatchling, dreg, and elder sections of house ketches like the plague. Most assume that this is because he has a deep disdain for weakness, but others claim that they've seen him freeze up when he hears a hatchling cry. Taniks himself won't admit to such behaviors, and remains carefully neutral when the topic is brought up to him, so nobody knows what the actual answer is

-Has an odd fondness for raw carrots

-Surprisingly intellectually driven/curious; if he wants to figure something out, then nothing will stop him. If he wasn't batshit, he might have made a good scholar, scientist, or tactitian, but he was never given that chance, so now he whets the blade of his mind on the corpses of Guardians

-Intentionally rigged himself to be part machine so that he would never have to depend on others for Ether; all the rest of the machine bits just got added on the more he got mauled while killing things. Pretty much all that’s organic of him now is his lower abdomen and upper thighs.

-Not Riisborn, so no horns or nubs of where the horns might have once been, but if he did have them his head would look like a horned lizard. Observe.

-Any area that he lives in is extremely neat, with a meticulous level of organization that would startle most people. The only exception is his nest, which is almost always a barebones mess of whatever scraps he could find haphazardly chucked together. Comfort doesn't really mean much when you can turn off your pain receptors on a whim.

-Natural carapace colour is a muddy, super dark pink

-His scent glands have been obliterated, so he pretty much just smells like old blood, burning flesh, and hot metal all the time. He acts like this doesn't bother him, but he is far more territorial and possessive than any Eliksni that can scentmark their belongings

-...Come to think of it, pretty much all of Taniks can be boiled down to 'was treated like absolute shit as a child so now the lack of socialization and proper care makes me batshit crazy'

-Respects any and all Eliksni that can potentially kill him, however Eramis is one of the few people that he genuinely holds a deep respect for. This is because she never tried to pull rank on him and is an absolutely terrible enabler. As such, she is the only female allowed to use his broodpouch for its intended purpose, if anyone else even suggested laying eggs in him he'd claw them half to death. Just because he's sure he properly sterilized himself doesn't mean he's okay with some random asshole laying eggs in him, Eramis is pretty much the only egg-producing Eliksni he trusts enough to let near him during breeding season

-His sexuality is 'if it can probably kill me, I'm putting my dick in it'. Romance is completely off the table, there’s no way in hell he’s going to let himself become weak for anyone

-Compulsive picker/chewer, would claw his own carapace off if he had any left. Chewing is luckily relieved by gnawing on random crap, but until he replaced his body with mostly metal, he had to have his claws wrapped up so that he wouldn’t continuously tear open any wounds he got. Still pulls off his own metal plates, but he’s fiddled with the latches enough that he can easily pick them off and then put them back on again

-Can only fall asleep to the sound of soft music or the hum of a moving skiff/ketch. Any other form of rest is just him resting his body, he’s on much too high alert to fall asleep otherwise.

-When he does fall asleep he prefers the cat shrimp position

-Likes spicy food well enough, but prefers sweet things over spice. Or maybe in combination. Really anything with flavor is something he’s going to savor

-In all honesty I think the best summarization of his character is a feral tomcat that got separated from his mother far too early and is now roaming the streets as a wild beast that cannot be tamed. He either needs to be neutered to calm down or he needs someone to teach him how to mingle with other Eliksni, perhaps with force and a fuckton of weighted blankets

[kingjasnah]

marsh's character..SO intriguing. what is going on inside his head. obsessed with the fact that he's called Death and Ironeyes in era 2

i made a post abt how he's the symbol of death of scadrial (go off goth king 💋) whole technically being alive and how our kelsier is you know, the survivor while being technically dead and i still think that slaps. love that for them. i want marsh to show up in everything i want him in era 3 I want him in stormlight give MARSH the novella this trying

but even before the ironeyes stuff he's saying an interesting character in just like bare minimum of bg info we get on him. HE was the idealist of the two of them, he lead the skaa until kell and mare got caught and like......over and over again even while under the influence of steel spikes he managed to break through and do good. he was the one who fucked over the lord ruler before vin killed him and what did he do in book 3? he fucked over ruin before vin handled him. king of being at his core a good man with iron self control. if i think about how kelsier banked everything on that i will start crying.

[mgkconfessions]

He said in his live “I’m constantly thinking of ways to make you guys happy, constantly thinking of ideas and being like will they like this?” But all we want is simple interactions with him. Like it doesint even have to be deep but just maybe upload some story’s on insta, maybe do a few lives just with him, like we are just missing interacting with him like how we use to. It just feels weird bc his entire career for wat 10 years he always interacted with us, even when he was down or mad he always interacted with us and was always real and then all of a sudden he completely stopped, he doesint tell us about pop up concerts, he doesint tell us about magazines, he doesint tell us about features and he expects us to be like ok cool whatever but we are used to him being him for so long and I feel like he changed overnight

That's the strange thing about his statement how he's always thinking about making us happy and thinking of ideas as if he was planning lots of things to drop and do for us, because where are they? The couple merch that even their shippers didn't like? The row of surprises that he announced one time leading up to some release but never happened? He doesn't announce anything, he doesn't promote anything. Without fan pages doing all the work for him most of us wouldn't hear anything from him. I don't see where he's planning and doing all these things for us. And like you said we don't want a lot, we just want Kells back who was chilling and simply sharing things with us that were happening in his career. And I don't let the explanation of depression count here, because he is filming content. We have often seen him film something on his phone but he never posted it for the public. Maybe he posted it only on close friends settings but apparently for the public it wasn't good enough then. So he is capable of filming, doing interviews and going on trips but he can't do the bare minimum that fans are asking for like posting on his Instagram story, informing us about his projects or nominations when these things take 30 seconds to do. :(

[r3b3lgrrrrrrrl]

A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 8)

"What'll it be, Jack?"

After about an hour of kicking it with the crew, Luna heads back to Ashley's house. Colson is going to pick her up around 10p.

Luna and Ashley take the extra time hanging out and catching up. They speak daily but haven't seen each other since Christmas. It's now the end of April. Snacking on the couch, Luna asks Ashley if her and Dom want to come out tonight. Ashley says maybe to the club later, but most likely not because they're going to dinner and will probably do something more low key. Luna loves her honesty. She then asks Luna what she intends to do at the strip club, Luna tells her, her elaborate plan and why.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! THAT was YOU!?? He's told me about that night and THAT GIRL!!" She's laughing. "I never put 2 + 2 together!!!" She continues to laugh. "I feel so dumb! Because now all of a sudden it all makes sense." She says whisping her hands around. "You guys are cosmic." She says with a huge smile. "ANNNND!!! YOU are fucking nuts!!" Ashley laughs. "BUT he is going to LOOOOOVE it!" She stops for a second. "I didn't realize you guys were connected like THAT. I thought shit just popped off last night."

"Nah.." Luna says. "He's not a rando." She stops before asking her friend. "Is this ok? Colson and I? With you? You know I'd die for you Ash, so fuck a dick." Luna says. Silently regretting her words.

"No, no, no, Loons!! You know how that was. Kells and I are roll dogs."

"Still. It's the first dick we've shared... EVER!" Luna emphasises.

Ashley laughs and looks at her friend square in the eye. "But, HE'S YOUR DICK, Loons. He was never mine."

Both satisfied with the conversation they move on to shit talking for a bit.

Shortly after, Luna starts to get dressed for the evening.

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Colson pulls up to Ashley's. Walking up to the door he notices he has butterflies.

"Fuck, I've been here before. Why am I so nervous?" He thinks to himself. "Because it's not the place. It's her." He suddenly realizes.

After a solid knock, he can hear Jagger barking from the other side of the door. Colson loses his breath when Luna answers it. She's dressed slightly casual in a pair of high waisted cutoffs and over the knee laced up wedge boots. His eyes are immediately drawn to her voluptuous breasts on display in a nude bra under a sheer, star sprinkled black shirt. She's littered in her usual jewelry. Again, she has minimum makeup up but a deep red lip.

He can't help but notice. "She really is naturally beautiful." He muses to himself.

"My Kitten, you look WONDERFUL tonight." Colson tells her while licking his lips. She laughs.

"Is that a thing now?" She asks, standing on her tippy toes, throwing her arms around his neck before kissing him 'Hello'. Their tongues tease each other's happily.

"Which one?" He asks kissing her with a smack.

Pleased with his answer, "Doesn't matter, I like them both." She says smiling as she releases him, leans down, grabs 2 bags and closes the door.

"You better." He says, smacking her on the ass. He takes her extra bag as they walk to his Rover.

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The strip club is loud but not too crowded. Everyone sits down in VIP, begins to order drinks and enjoy the girls. After a bit, Slim dips off to procure Colson a private room. Once Slim returns, Luna excuses herself to go to the bathroom. Instead she grabs her extra bag out of the Rover and proceeds to find the small help she needs. It's not long before Luna is chatting up one of the girls, mentioning how it's her boyfriend's birthday and she'd like to dance for him. She follows her new friend, Ginger, back into the dressing room.

"Did I just call him my fucking boyfriend?" She asks herself, making her way through the club.

The backstage dressing room is busy and loud. Luna's has friends who dance so she's familiar with the scene. Ginger takes her over to her station. "Feel free to use anything you need. You're not working so the other girls shouldn't bother you." Ginger reassures her before heading back onto the floor.

"Thank you." Luna says. She's not worried about anything and has everything she needs already. She smiles and blushes, thinking of the first night she saw Colson. She loves that he remembered her by her coat. It's one of her most cherished, vintage pieces and she doesn't go many places without it.

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Colson is sitting in a private room. He hasn't seen Luna for a while and is trying not to over think his current situation of Slim shoving him in this room.

"I REALLY hope this doesn't piss her off..."

His thoughts are broken when the door opens. He sees one black heeled, fishnet leg slide between the crack. There's a black bow at the top of the high highs. As the door opens fully, Luna steps in. She's wrapped in the cheetah print coat and fishnet stockings. Colson can't see much more. He feels his dick instantly grow. "Holy Shit, Luna." He says sitting up in his seat, as she slowly let's the coat slide open, walking towards him. He admires her body as it comes into his full sight. He loves that she always seems to wear black lingerie. As she comes closer, she begins to sing Happy Birthday as she straddles him, unbuttoning his shirt. He slides the coat off of her body. "Happy Birthday, Dear Bunny." She sings seductively in between sloppy kisses, grinding and opening his shirt, caressing his bare chest. "Happy birthday to you." She finishes with a smile and a giggle.

"You are so fucking awesome." He breathes into her as his hands make their way over every inch of her body. She throws her head back in pleasure as he kisses her neck, grinding hard into his cock. "I fucking WANT you." He pants.

"Take me." She heaves into the air.

With those words, he straightens her out, pushing her back by her hips and grabbing her by the back of her hair to look directly into her eyes. "Once I fuck you. You're fucking MINE." He says firmly.

She grabs him by the jaw, never breaking eye contact, stating "I better be your FUCKING ONLY." Before kissing him hard on the mouth. Then she stands up over top of him on the couch. He nibbles her scorpion, making her squirm and giggle. Kissing her stomach and hip bones, he slides her black panties down her thighs, exposing her pussy. She lifts her right leg, sliding one leg through the panty hole. She rests that foot on top of the couch as Colson grabs the back of her thigh tightly and buries his face in her sopping cunt. He's devouring her, hungrily. Luna grips his hair and the wall to balance against his strong arms. She moans in pleasure.

"We're doing this.?" She half asks herself. "We are and I don't fucking care." She thinks. Letting any rule or worry drop away. Focusing completely on Colson.

He licks each fold slowly and firmly. It's not long before she's twitching, pulling on his head begging for him to be inside of her. He pulls her down so that they're nose to nose. Looking into her hungry eyes. "Are you sure?" He asks.

She nods pulling his face to hers. "I'm all in." She heavily breathes. He beams as they kiss each other passionately. He moves his mouth to her neck. She unhooks and slides off her bra, leading him to kiss her pierced breasts. She unbuckles his belt, sliding his jeans and briefs down with his help. She takes his huge cock and slides him slowly into her tight, dripping pussy.

"OHHHHH FUCK." Colson thinks.

He's so big she has to adjust a couple times to take him fully inside of her. He groans in pleasure with each shift. Once he's finally in she begins to slide up and down his cock slowly, shifting her hips along the way. Through deep kisses they both moan in ecstasy. Sliding deeper and faster "Put your hand around my throat" she whispers. Colson's dick rages at her request.

With this, Colson throws the cheetah print coat on the couch beside him. Staying inside of her, he lifts and lays her on it. He slides out when he throws her fishnet covered legs over his shoulders. She inhales excitedly as his dick slides back into her plump, wet pussy.

"Does my dirty, little, whore like that? He asks as he slightly tightens his grip.

"Mhmmmmm" she moans bucking harder against him. She can feel her walls gripping his cock

Luna throws her head back as her mind goes black.

Her body grips his tightly and giggles the way she did for him last night. He can feel her cum on his cock. Smiling he flips her over. She groans in pleasure as he enters her again from behind. After a few pumps, she's slamming her ass against his dick.

"Shit! I don't know if I'm fucking her or if she's fucking me." He thinks amused as he pulls on her long blonde hair, drawing her head back and slapping her shaking bare ass.

He's quickly learning what she likes as she flares up from his actions. He can feel her about to cum. Again. As she bucks harder. He swings her back around. Throwing her legs back over his shoulders, diving deep into her sweet pussy. After a few moments he lets out a loud groan, exclaiming "I'm cumming, Kitten!" as he releases himself inside of her.

"HOLY FUCK!! HOLY FUCK!! HOLLLLLY FUCK!" Her brain can only scream.

She squeezes tight, bucking against his throbbing dick a couple more times before exploding all over them both. Again.

"Me too, Bunny." She giggles lowly in his ear, kissing him on the cheek. He rests his floating head her back.

Their chests heaving together. Him laying warm inside of her. A few moments later he shifts, popping out of her. He rolls her over into his arms, raising her chin and looks into her heavy blue eyes with a bit of fear. "I need you to meet Casie. Because. I'm in love you, Luna. And I'm falling harder every second."

He sees her eyes light up. A tinge of fear as she looks deeply into him. Her heart is racing. She can still feel him sweetly inside of her. He can feel her soul race as she squeezes her thighs tightly around his waist and nods her head.

"I love you too, Colson." She says before they passionately kiss. Once they break away, they lay together, contently wrapped in each others naked bodies. She kisses him on the jaw. "We should go." She says.

"You're probably right." He agrees, helping her up. Standing together, he takes her face in his big hands. "That wasn't my dick talking," he says "I mean it. I love you. Have since I first laid eyes on you all those years ago."

"I know." She says with a smile "I have too." She's reaches up high to kiss him.

As they gets dressed, she sees the 3 cameras in the corners she had meant to look for when she first entered the room. She had anticipated them beforehand.

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Colson returns to the crew in VIP as Luna heads back to the dressing room to change. Once dressed she heads back to VIP. She's looking for Benny. She spots him off to the side, away from Colson.

"Good." She thinks.

Wearing the cheetah print coat, she makes her way over to Benny, slides her bag in VIP, behind the table on her way. As she approaches him, she leans up to his ear, asking him if he'll help her real quick. He nods in agreement. She leads him out of VIP and the main room, off and down a long side hallway. She stops and turns to him. "Imma about to pull some shit in here." She says. "I've got this." She states. "I just need you to stand hard, watch my back, never break character and most importantly... Trust me. Can you do that?" She asks.

Kells has gotten him into crazier situations with less of a heads up. So, he shrugs. "I got you, Brooklyn." He responds with a smile.

"Thank you." She says before turning and firmly opening the black door behind her.

Luna walks directly into the room. There's a man and dozens of monitors. Benny realizes they're in security. "Hi! How are you?" Luna says to the man, not missing a beat. "I'm Luna, you must be Jack." She says with a bright smile, shoving her hand out. He shakes her hand reluctantly. "I've got a problem Jack, that only you can help me with. Now, I'm sure you have an idea of who I am." She says leaning against the counter, both hands in her coat. Lifting her left foot up to his chair and slightly resting it on his dick in a very dangerous manner. "So, let's play a little game. I have 2 numbers in my pockets. "A 5" she says, shaking her left elbow, "that'll help us both. Or." She continues staring Jack in the eyes, emotionless. "A 9." At the end of that sentence, everyone in the room hears the cold, click of steel. Benny, shocked, maintains his composure. Luna smiles. "What'll it be Jack?"

"What do you want?" He asks.

She pulls out a flash drive. "All 3 cameras in Room 2 from the last 2hrs. You know what I'm talking about. I know you watched. 5 or 9, Jack."

"5." Jack says sheepishly reaching for the flash drive. Luna glances over at Benny. They're ok. She keeps her position, watching over Jack's work. In less than 5mins he hands her the flash drive.

"Now. Erase it." She says pushing the ball of her foot further into his cock. He looks at her, equal parts angry, scared and turned on. She feels him begin to grow. "You know you don't want the 9, Jack." She says flatly. With that she watches him delete the footage. While pulling a wad of cash out of her left pocket, she removes her foot. "Thank you, Jack." She says sweetly, handing him the cash and pecking him on the cheek. "Have a good night." She says, lifting off the counter and sauntering out as Benny follows her.

Your dude's a lucky guy." Jack says behind them.

"He knows." She tosses back to him. Thanks again!"

Walking back down the hallway slightly in front of Benny, Luna asks him "You ok?"

"Yup." He says

"Questions?"

"Some."

'Shots and then the fuck up outta here?"

"Yup." With that they round the corner and head to the bar.

At the bar Luna orders 2 double shots of Jameson. "Loaded?" He asks.

"Not even close." She smirks, downing the first shot with him. "Answer anything else once we're outta here and I tell Colson?" She asks.

"No problem, Brooklyn." He tells her as they cheers and slam the last shot. "Let's go round up these Assholes and get the fuck up outta here." Luna agrees and follows Benny to VIP to collect Colson. Suddenly, he stops and turns back to Luna. "How'd you know he'd take the money?" He asks.

"They always do." She shrugs, with a disgusted look on her face before walking passed him to find Colson.

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Colson is back in VIP with the crew and a bunch of girls. His head is swirling.

"I can't believe that just fucking happened! She's a fucking hellcat!" He thinks to himself pleased. Looking around he begins to wonder where Luna is. He thought he'd seen her come back and her bag is by his feet. "Where the fuck is she." He thinks looking at his phone. He has a missed call from the Dr. "Shit, I need to check my voicemail..." He mind drifts as he sees Luna walking through the crowd with Benny. She has on The Cheetah Print Coat. It makes his dick hard immediately. "God Damn, she's fucking hot..... Wherever she was, I'm glad she's smart enough to take Benny with her." He thinks relieved as they enter VIP.

Upon entering VIP, Luna climbs on top of Colson's lap. "Ready to split?" She asks. 'I'm kinda hungry."

Colson laughs "I am too, after that work." He says kissing her. "We ready to be out?" His yell is matched by groans. "Oh well, Bitches.." He starts again. "We gotta be at Nightingale by 1A. So, LET'S GO!! WE OUT!!"

Luna climbs off of him, slides her coat off and sticks it in her bag. Colson takes it, and her hand, leading her through the crowd, outside, into his waiting car.

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As Benny sits down in the driver's seat, Luna and Kells climb into the back. It takes everything for him not to ask Luna a million questions. Not that she could answer, her and Kells are heavily going at it again. He slides up the partition to give them privacy.

"I think my Mans has FINALLY met his match." He can't help but laugh to himself.

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To be continued.....

[marlettwrites]

3, 89, 92, 64, and 65 for the 93 OC asks!

OOoh thank you!!

3.  What is the meaning behind their name? Do they have any nicknames?

Jude: There’s no meaning behind his name, other than I really like the way it sounds. As for nicknames, Jude IS his nickname. His full name is Judeas, but nobody ever calls him that.

Kul: Kul is just Cole spelled weird. I wanted his name to be easy to pronounce, since he’s one of the main characters.

Hathor: Hathor is named after the goddess Hathor, who was a motherly deity. The goddess could also be incredibly violent, however. 

One of the stories involving her has her sent down to kill humans by Ra. She kills to many and Ra sees that she’s enjoying it way too much, so he fills the Nile with red wine. Hathor drinks it because she thinks it’s the blood of the people she killed, ends up super drunk, and turns back into her kind motherly self. (I hope I got that right, please correct me if I didn’t, it’s been awhile since I read that myth.)

So I chose that name because Hathor is usually very kind and motherly, but she can also get quite violent if you threaten her or her loved ones. Not to the extent of the goddess in the myth, but she will throw hands.

For nicknames, Kul and her friends call her Hath sometimes.

Braheem: I got his name from a name generator, which I used because I don’t know many Egyptian names off the top of my head, and I wanted to avoid making up a bunch of names that ‘sound Egyptian’. 

I go through several names when I do this, and pick out the ones I feel would best suit the character. The name Braheem just kind of sounds like a name that a gentle person would have? It feels very fatherly to me, so that’s why I picked it.

Kasaika: This is another one that I got from the name generator. It screamed ‘asshole’ to me, so there it is.

Kasaika does actually have a nickname! When he was younger, Jude couldn’t pronounce ‘Kasaika’, so he always called him Kasi instead.

Akela: Another name generator name. It sounded badass and feminine, which is why I picked it.

Her nickname is ‘Kells’, but only Hathor gets to call her that. ;)

89. What is their D&D alignment?

Jude: Lawful Good at first, later becomes Chaotic Good

Kul: Chaotic Neutral

Hathor: Chaotic Good

Braheem: Chaotic Good

Kasaika: Lawful Evil

Akela: Lawful Neutral

92. Describe them as a John Mulaney gif.

Jude:

Kul:

Hathor:

Braheem:

Kasaika:

Akela:

64. Do they get cold easily? Do they get overheated easily?

Jude: Jude is always cold. He has like, 0% body fat due to getting the bare minimum amount of sustenance for most of his life.

He’s also pretty sensitive to heat because he spent most of his life underground where it’s cold. The slightest bit is too hot.

Kul: Kul hates the cold. He loves warm places, and it’s very difficult for him to get hot.

Hathor: Hathor gets overheated easily and loves cooler temperatures. She’s a ‘curl up with a blanket, a book, and a cup of tea’ kind of person. She wants to be warm, but only if everything around her is cold.

Braheem: He loves warm places. Being forced underground makes you really hate cold dark areas.

Kasaika: He can’t stand heat, but won’t ever admit it. He sees the weather as a thing to overcome and power through, and expects everyone else to do the same.

Akela: She doesn’t have much of an opinion on temperature. She doesn’t like being too cold or too hot, but isn’t particularly prone to either one.

65. What’s their immune system like? Do they get sick often? How do they react to getting sick?

Jude: His immune system is shit. The slightest bit of cold weather, and he’s out for the count. The only time he can recover quickly from an illness is if he got it by healing someone. 

Unfortunately, Jude is also the type of person to insist he’s fine and can keep working while actively vomiting blood.

Kul: He doesn’t get sick very often, but when he does, he’s mad about it. His dad, who is already super overbearing, becomes even more so, and Kul always ends up with at least five different healers in his room lighting five different scents of incense and/or candles. There’s always at least two who try to cram gross-tasting herbs into his mouth.

His dad always uses some version of ‘If you could see, you’d know how bad it is!’ to justify this.

Kul just wants to sleep.

Hathor: Hathor gets sick about the normal amount. Maybe slightly more often than the rest of her family, because she actually leaves the palace once in awhile. She’ll drink soup and tea and read in bed. Mostly, she just sleeps.

Braheem: Braheem doesn’t get sick too often, but when he does, he isolates himself. He knows if he so much as shows his face anywhere near Jude, he’ll bug Braheem nonstop until he lets Jude heal him.

Kasaika: He’s built up a pretty strong immune system. He tends to get angry when he’s sick, and is of the mindset that he needs to just ‘power through’. 

He always eventually ends up crashing so hard that no one sees him for at least two days.

Akela: She doesn’t get sick often and tends to handle it like a reasonable person. Sleep, lots of liquids, and relaxing activities. If there is a pressing matter at hand (ie: I dunno... the royal kids she’s supposed to be looking after go missing and she has to bring them home safe?), then she’ll ignore the fact that she’s sick and push herself until the problem is resolved.

Thank you so much for these asks! I had a lot of fun with them, especially the John Mulaney one! 

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[fallenidol-453]

@fireflyslove

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line.

Openers under a cut, I don’t want to overwhelm ya’lls dash.

- On top of a large hill overlooking the sea, a bare pinprick in the distance, stood the towering Ravenhearst Manor. (Act I; Mystery Case Files: Ravenhearst saga)

- Olympe hears nothing but her own screams as she watches Ronan crumple to the ground. (a life for me, not them; 1789: Les Amants de la Bastille)

- It had been a long time since Réka had dreamed this deeply. (speak to me, do not play the tyrant; István a király)

- They are drawn into the mob almost on accident, lured by the loud noise. (what’s a mob to a queen?; Marie Antoinette das Musical)

- Anne rubbed her eyes tiredly as she stared blankly at the black video screen on her computer. (Golden Tears; Dark Parables)

- It was a pity Takhisis no longer had a physical form since Raistlin defeated her. (like ash, like shadow; The Last Trial [Dragonlance])

- They lay side by side in bed, inside a borrowed palace suite, the fire light reduced to mere embers. (last night, first dawn; Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

- Rosamun watches Caramon thrash and writhe in the depths of his nightmare, a scream ready to tear out of his throat. (heart’s pain; The Last Trial [Dragonlance])

- Something wet hit Byleth's eye. (a little drop; Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

- Dagen been born on a cold autumn night, in a room crowded with women, to an elf who desperately tried to keep her screams of labor to a minimum. (exeunt; Mythica movies)

- There was no greater honor than to die beside his War Prince. (a desperate flight to nowhere; The Dragon Prophecy trilogy)

- The weather had taken a bad turn in the early afternoon, with dark clouds bearing down nastily on everyone as they scrambled to seek shelter from the encroaching blizzard. (a place to shelter; Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

- Raistlin lies cold and still under her hands. (how sweet this burn, how cold this death; The Last Trial [Dragonlance])

-��The last those who slither in the dark member was finally cut down by Byleth’s sword. (a close shave; Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

- This was a temporary reprieve, Byleth told himself. (a comfortable spot; Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

- Hubert’s not sure what lands the killing blow first: the lance stabbing through his armor, or the burn of poison that splashes into the wound a heartbeat later. (death is on my side; Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

- The bloodthirsty shouts of the mob echo in his mind no matter how hard he tries to shut them out. (kell még egy szó; István a király)

- The battlefield where Koppány's army was routed is a decaying sea of bodies and jutting weapons. (i walk in the valley of shadow; István a király)

-  Once his duties in the Sanctuary of the Star are completed for the day, Harwing goes straight to his sleeping cell and locks the door. (i am made of memories; The Dragon Prophecy trilogy)

- When the knife plunges down, Idalia is not afraid to die. (aeternum; The Obsidian Mountain trilogy)

Well, I clearly love trying to set the scene with someone’s emotions or just. Trying to set UP the scene.

Personal favorite openers are 16, 18, and 20. I see no patterns //shrug

[thecaptainsdesk]

  Wherever you go around the world, you’re most likely to use public transport at some point. Once you get to the airport, taxis are normally the best option, especially if you have lots of heavy luggage. However, in most countries around the world – in my experience after 30 years of travelling – public transport is sorely lacking.

Here in the Philippines, it’s a very different story. I’ve travelled to every continent, and covered 132 countries, both as a tourist and a soldier, but in all of that time, there has never been a “public” transport system to match that in the Philippines. That’s not to say it is the same all over the country. There are many remote regions where public transport is not as good, such as remote areas of the provinces where people live miles apart, and riding your carabao (the Philippine domestic water buffalo) is still considered the fastest way to get around.

However, in the area where I live, in the Province of Laguna, public transport is unbelievable. Moreover, it is like that in almost every part of the country where there is a decent population. Everywhere I go around the world, I like to try out the public transport systems. From the rickshaws in India and Thailand (here we call them pedicabs or traysikels) to the dolmuşes of Turkey (a kind of minibus on a set route), I’ve tried them all. However, in none of the countries I have visited could you travel from door to door, on a motorized public transport vehicle, without walking more than a few yards. Here you can, and I will explain how later.

I use public transport here all the time, whether it is a journey north to Ilocos Sur, or a quick trip to bayan (town centre – pronounced buy-an) to get some groceries. After I first came here, I soon discovered that Filipinos drive like no-one else on the planet – with a complete disregard for any other road user, and an “I have the right of way” attitude that makes me want to blow up their car, with them in it! I had a few near misses in the first couple of years, driving the car, my motorbike, and my father-in-law’s traysikel, and finally decided that I was going to give up driving. Road rules are completely ignored, and it is not uncommon to have traffic driving contraflow and blocking the road for oncoming traffic, which they then blame for slowing them down. Safety first – let someone else drive!

Local Transport

So, let’s look at the forms of local transport we have here in the Philippines, and how each one works, both on its own and in conjunction with the other types of public transport.

Taxi

Metered taxis are common in Manila and most major provincial hubs. Flagdown fare starts at around P40, and a 15-minute trip rarely costs more than P150. Airport taxi fares usually start at a minimum of P70, then a per-kilometre charge.

Most taxi drivers will turn on the meter; if they don’t, politely request that they do. If the meter is “broken” or your taxi driver says the fare is “up to you”, the best strategy is to get out and find another cab (or offer a lower price). Rigged meters are also becoming more common, although it must be said that most taxi drivers are honest.

Though it’s not common, there have been cases of taxi passengers being robbed at gun or knife point, sometimes with the driver in cahoots with the culprits or the driver himself holding up the passengers. Get out of a cab straight away (in a secure populated area, of course, not in the middle of nowhere or in a slum area) if you suspect you’re being taken for a ride in more ways than one.

An alternative is to arrange a car and driver for the day – from P2000 to P4000 – through your hotel or another trustworthy source.

Uber

The Uber system of getting a car through an app on your smartphone has had major problems in the Philippines, as the whole concept of using a private vehicle for paying passengers is illegal. The Land Transportation Franchising and Regulatory Board (LTFRB) has put a hold on new drivers, and wants Uber to disassociate themselves from drivers without proper documents.

Meanwhile, the Land Transportation Office (LTO) regulations state that in order to carry paying passengers, vehicles must have a commercial license plate, and carry insurance as well as the driver having a professional driving license. Uber drivers being able to continue in the Philippines is as yet uncertain. The costs are not that low either.

Light Rail/Manila Rail

Some parts of Manila are served by an elevated railway system, akin to rapid transit metro. Known locally as LRT-1 (the Green Line that runs north-south) and LRT-2 (the Blue Line that runs east-west), and MRT-3 (the Yellow Line, which runs along the north and south lanes of Epifanio de los Santos Avenue, known locally as EDSA), these three railway lines transport more than 1.25 million passengers a day.

The major benefit of the LRT and MRT lines is the speed at which you can get from one part of Metro Manila to another. With Metro Manila comprising of 16 cities and the municipality of Pateros, this huge metropolis, known collectively as National Capital Region, covers an area of 619.5 km2. To complete the journey along EDSA by bus or car, from south to north, would normally take 4-5 hours, due to the immense volume of traffic.

The main drawback of the LRT and MRT lines is the crowded carriages. No matter what station you get on, chances are you will be standing the entire trip, and crushed up together with hundreds of other commuters.

Jeepney

The first jeepneys were modified army jeeps left behind by the Americans after WWII. They have been customised with Filipino touches such as chrome horses, banks of coloured headlights, radio antennae, paintings of the Virgin Mary and neon-coloured scenes from action comic books, as well as national flags and scenes from different countries, depending on the work location of the Overseas Filipino Worker (OFW) that paid for the jeepney.

Jeepneys form the main urban transport in most cities and complement the bus services between regional centres. The starting fare is usually P8, rising modestly for trips outside the primary distance allowed for that P8 fare. Routes are clearly written on the side of the jeepney, and signs in the windscreen show what locations the jeepney will pass through.

Jeepneys have a certain quirky, cultural appeal, but from a tourist’s perspective, they have one humongous flaw: you can barely see anything through the narrow open slats that pass as windows. The best seats are up front next to the driver.

Again, in most places, jeepneys can fill up fast, especially during rush hours, and sitting cramped with 10 other people on each side of the jeepney is normal. Drivers try to cram as many people in as possible, to get the maximum possible fare, and some passengers are even hanging on to the back, while standing on the step or the rear fender, although this is technically illegal. In more remote areas, it is common for jeepneys to have a roof full of passengers.

I have to say it, jeepneys are one of my favourite forms of public transport here, and I love to commute around the country. Although I can drive, I don’t like to here, and it’s much nicer to let someone else worry about the traffic while we watch the world go by through the small “windows”.

Traysikel

Found in most cities and towns, the traysikel (pronounced try-see-kell) is the Philippine rickshaw – a little, roofed sidecar bolted to a motorcycle. The standard fare for local trips in most provincial towns is P8, which goes up piso by piso the further you get from the pickup point. Traysikels that wait around in front of malls, restaurants and hotels will attempt to charge five to ten times that for a “special” trip, which is like hiring the whole vehicle. Avoid these by standing roadside and flagging down a passing P8 tricycle.

The general rule is, if you flag down a passing traysikel it is single fare only. And they will normally slow down to ask where you are going as they go past. If they don’t, it usually means they are going home or are probably not for hire. Travelling on a traysikel can also be done from a terminal. Just like buses and jeepneys, traysikels have terminals (or should if they are franchised, although some “colorum” traysikels just roam around without the correct plates or licenses picking up passengers along the way). A trip from the terminal, unless you ask for the “special” trip, will cost a single fare.

For example, if I get a traysikel from bayan to the house, it’s P13 if it’s shared. The “special” costs me P52, the price of four normal passengers. Prices can vary from terminal to terminal, so it’s best to always ask the fare before you ride. Traysikels are my other favourite form of public transport here, and the drivers work hard to make enough to feed their families, but they will rarely try and rip you off, even as foreign visitors. If the single fare in your shared traysikel is P8, that’s what you’ll pay.

You can also charter tricycles for about P300 per hour or P150 per 10km if you’re heading out of town.

Pedicabs

Many towns also have non-motorised push tricycles, alternately known as Pedicabs or padyak, for shorter trips. Padyak is a the Tagalog word for stomping or forcefully stepping, which is the action used by the drivers when they are pedaling a pedicab with passengers.

Fares are really cheap, sometimes as much as a few pesos less that traysikels, but they will only go short distances. Many open subdivisions (our kind of housing estate) have Pedicabs at the entrance, as well as dotted around inside, for resident’s convenience.

Habal-habal

In the mountain barangays or in the countryside where roads are steep and unpaved, Filipinos always find ways to make things faster and easier to navigate. So, motorcycles are turned into motor-taxis to replace carabaos as a mode of transport.

The normal motorcycle or motorbike is enough only for a passenger and a driver. However, the “habal-habal” motorcycle can carry 2 to 8 passengers (if installed with wooden wings). They are most common in the Visayas and northern Mindanao, although the motorcycle taxi is making inroads in Metro Manila in recent years, just taking only one passenger at a time.

ONLY IN MINDANAO. A motorcycle with 6 passengers ply the Pagalungan highway in Maguindanao province on June 8, 2012 MindaNews photo by Ruby Thursday More

In some areas in the Visayas and Mindanao, “habal-habal” is the term used to call a motorcycle-taxi where the driver and the passengers are in “habal” (animal) position. “Habal” is a Bisayan term that literally means “the sexual (act) intercourse of animals” but now, it seems like the meaning has evolved to mean the mode of transportation… probably due to the “intimate” way passengers are crammed together behind the driver.

Kalesa

A kalesa (also known as caritela or karitela) is a horse-drawn calash used in the Philippines. It was one mode of transportation introduced to the islands in the 18th century by the Spanish, and was initially reserved for only nobles and high-ranking civic officials. These are rarely used in the streets today, except in the tourist-frequented areas of old cities and some rural areas.

A kalesa looks like an inclined cart, and is drawn by a single horse. It has two round wheels on each side and two rows of seats that can accommodate four persons. The driver sits on a block of wood located at the front of the cart near the horse.

Although the kalesa has become a rarity, century-old examples are still preserved in areas of the Philippines, such as in Vigan and Laoag. Kalesas can also be found in Intramuros, where they cater to tourists and Binondo in Manila, as well as in Iligan, where decorated kalesas can be taken for a ride along a specific street. In Cagayan, kalesas are common, especially in Tuao and other municipalities of the province. In Tuguegarao, the carriages are a part of the traffic along with private cars, motorcycles, tricycles, jeepneys, trucks, and bicycles.

Bus & Van

Philippine buses come in all shapes and sizes. Bus depots are dotted throughout towns and the countryside, and most buses will stop if you wave them down. Bus “terminals” also run the gamut. Some are well-secured large garage-like structures with destinations clearly signposted and even ticket booths, whereas others are nothing more than a few run-down outdoor sheds with drivers clamouring for your business. I have even known some locally that are “terminals” in the car park of the local Jollibee or SM Mall.

More services run in the morning – buses on unsealed roads may only run in the morning, especially in remote areas. Night services, including deluxe 27-seaters, are common between Manila and major provincial hubs in Luzon, and in Mindanao.

In NCR, there are normally two kinds of buses. The air-conditioned buses, with closed windows and cool, have their refreshing AC running at close to freezing all the time, while the “ordinary” buses are open, old and amazingly fast. Whereas the AC buses run along the highways almost following the road rules, the “ordinary” buses, which have no air-con except the open windows and rust holes, race along at breathtaking speeds, changing lanes at the drop of a hat, and not slowing down for anyone or anything smaller than them.

While it is nice to ride the AC buses in the hotter weather here, the “ordinary” buses have more character, are cheaper, and often get you there faster, unless it is rush hour in Manila. They look and sound as if they are about to fall apart, but I’ve not ridden on one that has… yet! And when they are going at speed, the open windows give you a cooling breeze, even if it is smog-filled from traffic fumes.

When riding the buses in Manila, especially the “ordinary” ones, be aware of the fares from place to place. It pays to listen to where the people around you are going, to know how much the ride will be, as the conductors will often add a little “surcharge” to foreigners who don’t know the fares. In more than a year of daily trips from Laguna to Makati, I was often told the fare was P10 more than it actually was.

Air-con minivans shadow bus routes in many parts of the Philippines (especially NCR, Bicol, Leyte, Cebu, Palawan and Mindanao) and in some cases have replaced buses altogether. However, you may have to play a waiting game until the vehicles are full. While they are a lot faster,  they are not allowed to stop anywhere in Metro Manila, unlike the jeepneys, and there are many that are run illegally, with private use plates instead of commercial plates.

Door-to-door Service

As I mentioned earlier, the Philippines is the only place I know where you can go door-to-door without walking more than a few yards. And I said I would explain how, so here it is.

The best example is going from my house, inside a subdivision, to my wife’s tita (aunt) who lives in Parañaque, Metro Manila.

From my house, I can get a traysikel just outside the house to the main highway. Since I live inside a subdivision, a little village of sorts inside the city limits, traysikels often drop passengers off inside, and then go back out. Since they are often not part of the TODA (Traysikel Operators and Drivers Association) for that subdivision or barangay, they cannot go to the nearest terminal, and will pick up roadside passengers along the way, to maximize their income for the trip.

From where I get dropped on the highway, I can get a jeepney across the road to take me to Alabang, in Muntinlupa, which drops off inside Starmall.

The terminal for the buses going all over NCR is right outside, and I can get on one that says “Ayala Ibabaw” on the signs in the windscreen. Conductors are always touting for passengers, and will help with which bus you need to take for people who are not sure.

The bus route takes me all the way to Parañaque along SLEX (South Luzon Expressway) and Metro Manila Skyway, and drops off at the Sucat exit.

Cross the road, and I get a jeepney going to San Isidro, which is a single fare price of P8. Get down from the jeepney at the BPI Bank at Greenheights Ave, and cross the road, to the compound where my wife’s tita lives.

The return journey is much the same. A jeepney going past the road outside the compound will take me back down to the Sucat exit, where I can jump on the first bus back to San Pedro, Laguna. Both AC and “ordinary” buses run the route, and there are hundreds of them going that way looking for passengers. (Alternatively, I can get the bus back to Starmall, and do the journey exactly backwards, but I prefer to get a bus all the way to San Pedro.)

At San Pedro, a jeepney passing by can take me into bayan, and drops off around 20 yards from the traysikel terminal for my subdivision. Another P8 fare for this part of the trip.

From the terminal in bayan, the traysikel takes me back to the subdivision, as a shared ride for only P13, and I can direct the driver on which turns to take to get to my house, though since most of them know me from the terminal, I often don’t need to direct them.

What about the other passengers in the traysikel? Well, it’s the norm here for traysikels to carry rideshare passengers (see, we had rideshare and pool vehicles years before Uber!), and there is a courtesy to let the closest one out first, even if it means travelling through many streets to get to your own house after dropping them off.

Another thing that we have with the traysikels is service. Traysikel drivers are some of the nicest people you can meet here, and will gladly carry your shopping bags and sacks of rice to your door, and even inside (if you don’t have nasty, biting dogs like I have), for no extra charge.

So, if you are thinking of coming to the Philippines, try to travel on the local public transport, and experience commuting the Filipino way. It really is “More Fun in the Philippines”.

Travel in the Philippines – Commuting like a Local Wherever you go around the world, you’re most likely to use public transport at some point. Once you get to the airport, taxis are normally the best option, especially if you have lots of heavy luggage.

[mgkconfessions]

I also find it highly disrespectful when people without any knowledge or people who are fans just straight up lie say how he has full custody of Casie. Such an insult to her mother who does a great job raising her child. They also love to act like her mother is an absentee parent like she doesn’t exist. He gets praised for doing the bare minimum and also potentially putting his child in danger when his constant drugs usage/bad behaviour!

I don’t remember ever hearing Kells talk about their custody in detail, but since Casie spends majority of her time with her mum, I think she’s the main caretaker of her. I can’t say if they have shared custody, but I assume they have. Obviously Kells is allowed to see Casie and she’s allowed to stay with him too, and with all respect to Kells and everything he did for Casie and her mum, her mum raised her more than he did since majority of the time Casie lives by her. I assume that he’s quite ashamed about his issues in front of Casie and it’s definitely questionable how he has used her as a therapist before he had a professional one, but I don’t think he would intentionally put Casie in danger. Even his stupid decisions aren’t done with a lack of care for her well being although they objectively may be.

[mgkconfessions]

Why is Megan recording people running after the car like it’s for her? Or even when she stood at the mic waving to everyone. She said this is crazy ummm girl ur a celeb too or did u forget that? She’s definitely going on tour with him bc she wants the fans running after her, she wants people screaming her name, she wants all of that

Allegedly people were calling her name and of course Queen Megan will then wave to her peasants. ^^ She could have all of that if she put half the effort into her own acting career that she's putting in riding off Kells' clout. But she seems incredibly lazy and like she doesn't want to work for recognition and admiration. She expects to be admired for doing the bare minimum.

[mgkconfessions]

So your thoughts on their video paparazzi walk? Dont hold back for our sake please.

It’s just like Denver, but they took the criticism and tried to make it better this time. It was to be expected that after Brian and Tina showed a lot more chemistry and happiness in their pictures that Megan’s relationship needed to be better than that. For a whole month they looked like it had rained for three days, but now suddenly they’re all smiles and can’t keep their hands off each other ;). Alone the headline with the creepy smiling picture of Megan, where she looks like a possessed doll made me laugh out loud! ^^ However they still look uncomfortable about their PDA, at least Kells is still giving us a half assed show with always his hand in the pocket and this finger holding, which I suppose should look cute and they’re shy around each other or something like that, but it looks like they’re doing the bare minimum to give everyone a “convincing” show of their love, because neither of them is a 100% into this and it doesn’t come natural. Kells’ tweet afterwards also made it clear that no, he isn’t happy, just because he occasionally smiles again. Then when the paparazzi asked them if they were just having fun or if they were serious made me laugh again, because Kells put so much effort into letting everyone know about how in love they are and the dude is still questioning it! ^^ It’s kinda ridiculous that they couldn’t just say that they’re together after everything that they put into our faces tho! Overall it just looks like someone read the comments and noticed that they looked unhappy and disinterested into each other for a month, so they wanted to look better now. When they stood at check in or something, they looked like they were posing just for the paparazzi. Head on shoulder *click click*, now weird fist hand position on her waist *click click*, and now you Megan arm around his waist *click click* and now to end the scene hand on his chest *click click*. Thank you, we got a couple of nice shots ^^! You might not see it on the pictures, but it looks very robotic in the video as if they’re literally going through couple poses that they know about. Also Kells putting his head on her shoulder looked like he wanted to hide from the paparazzi for a second, because he felt insecure and embarrassed about this. But if he doesn’t want to do anything with Megan, why is he still doing it? Nobody should force him to show PDA. They could also just stand next to each other and talk and I believe that Kells would have felt a lot more comfortable just doing that. For whatever reason he does it, he agreed to it in the first place. Now he has to live with it.

[mgkconfessions]

RE the anon saying you can’t criticise his parenting based on what we see on the internet: I have 2 kids. Raising them is very difficult. It’s a full time job that offers no breaks, and it involves a hell of a lot more than what we see Colson do. The absolute bare minimum he could do on the occasion that he does have Casie is actually spend time with her, but he’s proven himself incapable of doing even that atm because Megan is new & exciting & he’s got PR to maintain. He’s lost my respect

I don’t understand either why some people think that it must be hard and exhausting for Kells to take care of Casie when she visits him these few times, when he isn’t actually the one who does the main work with raising her. I believe that he does the best thing that he can and he works so hard so that he can provide for her and she has a good life, but it’s confusing when he gets the time to see her finally, he rather meets his fling and paparazzi, although he might earn money from the paparazzi pictures too and probably hopes that the relationship with Megan also helps him to sell more songs and album copies, which benefits Casie again. At least I hope that this is what he was thinking and not just that Megan is new and exciting and he doesn’t want to upset her, so he better spends time with her and keeps her entertained.

[mgkconfessions]

when you have absolute free time and this means in months, (I'm not absolutely telling you what to do, just a friendly suggestion of someone who appreciate all of your blog) can you do a "girls, girls, girls" update about his baby mama and amber rose?

I can include Amber Rose and a bit about his baby mama, but only the bare minimum, because she’s completely out of the limelight and Kells doesn’t post about her either. Thanks for asking so politely about it :)!