#like okay? he can say whatever he wants but I'm watching what he's doing and I'm not impressed

[koenigami]

mullet-talk

“so-” he knows something's up. can hear it in your voice. the little lilt in it as you drag the short word, all while playing with the hair on the back of his head.

it’s not that he doesn’t like it. caleb’s craved your touch and warmth long enough, so that every caress of yours feels like a gift sent from heaven itself.

but the way you do it now, with your nails drawing idle shapes along the nape of his neck, twirling the ends of his hair around your fingertips in a way that it sends shivers through his body-

you have something on your mind, and whatever it is, it must have put you in an awfully good mood.

“when's the last time you cut your hair?”

caleb turns his head awkwardly around to look at you, so fast that he feels an uncomfortable twinge in his neck. he’s definitely been spending too much time on writing reports.

what kind of question is that?

he eyes you from head to toe as you sit beside him, all comfortable, looking anything but innocent because he’s known you for far too long to not see right through you. your arm's propped up on the back of the couch as your hand is still very much buried in his hair.

“i'm not sure… maybe around three weeks ago? why you asking, pipsqueak?”

he watches you bite the inside of your cheek as your gaze drifts from his eyes to his hair, a contemplative expression on your face. one would think you must be pondering over something very much important.

“so it grows quickly.” you conclude, and he’s not sure whether he should kiss the smile off your lips or be afraid of it. yet when you throw one leg over his thighs and position yourself so that you can comfortably stradle his lap, he freely accepts it and keeps you steady with his hands on your hips.

the hand on the back of his head moves to the front as you suddenly start combing your fingers through his fringe. first in one direction, then the other. then you part his hair in the middle but quickly ruffle it away when it doesn’t seem to look to your liking.

“hey.” his grip on you tightens, warm fingers digging into your waist and deconcentrating you from your little task at hand. “what’s this all about, baby? hm? if you want to play hairdresser so badly, i can go and buy you a doll.”

you roll your eyes and tousle his hair again for some good measure, not the slightest bit bothered by the way his hands slide closer to your backside in a silent warning. “don’t be ridiculous, caleb. the doll could never be as pretty as you are.”

with a squeak, you jump in his lap when he does end up giving your rear an enthusiastic squeeze, and eventually cease to mess around with his hair.

“what do you think of mullets?” you finally speak up as you lazily wrap your arms around his neck, that stupid grin back on your face.

“a… mullet? where is this coming from?”

eagerly, although also a little shyly, you retell the dream that you had last night about him and his completely different hairstyle. of course, you leave out the bits and pieces of it that make your heart beat a little faster and your face feel slightly warmer.

“oh, i see. so is that it? have all my qualities been reduced so heavily to my looks now that all you can think of is a new haircut?” again his grip on you tightens as he sizes you up with a raised brow and a charming smirk curving his lips. he scoffs indignantly with a breathy chuckle when you don’t deny his remark immediately.

only when his teeth graze your cheek, do you give up and splay both hands on his chest to push him back. “okay, okay. of course you have other qualities.”

with a firm squeeze on each peck that makes his eyes go wide, and your smile even brighter, you admit. “these aren’t so bad either.”

let's say that the qualities he proved to you afterwards weren’t far too different from those that transpired in your dream the previous night.

[takes1]

ur blog is so pretty...

if you are okay with it, do you have any headcanons bout what type or p0rn the Karasuno boys would watch? 🌹

what type of p*rn would the karasuno team watch?

warnings. heavy nsfw under the cut. minors DNI

characters. suga. daichi. asahi. tsukki. kageyama. hinata. nishinoya. tanaka. yamaguchi. details. lots of kink discussion - just about anything you can think of

links. my masterlist. my ao3. more haikyuu. my imagines. requests open.

suga९᠀ - likes a good storyline video. loves a bad one. shitty acting gets him laughing, and he needs every chance he can get to feel as though he isn't sinning. won't say no to an amateur flick, but he likes the structure of 4k videos, and is a suuuucker for the 'oiled up' aesthetic.

asahi९᠀ - buddy has a rampant size kink that doesn't get much of an outlet. downside: most videos that cater to this are not what he wants, because of the unavoidable infantilization in most of them. so he opts for amateur vids with bigger guys turning out their smaller girlfriends, wives; extra props if there's some real, organic dirty talk, or if it happens to be super low-quality.

daichi९᠀ - has no shame about his oral fixation. face fucking. deepthroat. he's got any video with some lucky dude getting good head memorized by the title and the preview. his favorites are either: when the guy stays hands-off and silent, or when she takes a load down her throat. not much in between.

tsukishima ९᠀ - is a filthy animal with a porn addiction. will watch/has watched just about everything under the sun. he had a bukkake faze, a gangbang faze, but is now proudly serving his bdsm faze with specific interest in femdoms. shiny, black heels get him hard in an instant. has done the tried-and-true bdsm questionnaire in his spare time and does heaps of research on the community, usually as a pregame to jerking off.

kageyama ९᠀ - no particular preferences. but if he's got a crush on somebody, he will strictly watch lookalikes. it wasn't a conscious habit at first, but after the third time it happened, he couldn't articulate any other reason to look up seven descriptors in the search bar and get 0 results. how well/quickly he gets off is based on how well the actor or subject looks his crush. it's a long endeavor, too. he edges for as long as he can, and almost always does it twice.

hinata ९᠀ - can't watch porn long enough to build any strong preferences. has sensitivity/premature ejaculation issues, so he tends to just listen to whatever video he landed on. this has opened more of a pipeline to nsfw audios, instead. loves the sound of two bodies coming together, especially all the little pants and huffs in a video that aren't faked. has gotten insanely good at being able to tell if it's fake, too.

nishinoya ९᠀ - doesn't watch videos; similar problem to hinata. instead, yuu buys physical hentai novels. big fan of monster-fucking. tentacle stuff is a staple in his readable porn. he guards his collection with his life and would sooner lose a limb than have anybody go near the shelf that he keeps them hidden behind. once, asahi stood too close during a sleepover and -naturally- yuu bit him as a distraction, just to get him away from the area.

tanaka ९᠀ - wlw videos. solo-girl vids. he can't stand to watch something with a guy in it. it's huge turn-off, especially when the dude is too loud, or in the way, too soft, or straight-up ugly. learned to love the slow, women-catered stuff that's 40 minutes long and has plot to follow. also picked up a lot of tongue tricks from these vids, too. (congrats, kiyoko!)

yamaguchi ९᠀ - mmf threesomes. i think ya'll know what i'm getting at, here. either he 1: is poly and doesn't know it, 2: is gay and doesn't know it, 3: is genuinely very enticed by the idea of overstimulating a gorgeous girl, OR 4: can't see himself as enough for a potential partner, and this might be a subconscious way of evading that insecurity.

notes. i'm very sorry to any who were looking for ennoshita, kinoshita, or narita. i tried, but genuinely couldn't get anything going for any of them. they all seem like nice guys, but there's no material that i can properly make nasty.

taglist. @integers @paradoxicalwritings @yuchacco

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[scorpio1205]

My Boyfriend Dyes My Hair? Q&A

Summary: Bambi films a YouTube video with her boyfriend, Matt.

Warnings: swearing, fluff, Matt being a simp, Matt being in love, kisses, hair dying, flirting, lore drop and suggestive behavior

Bambi turned on the camera making a face "It's definitely on. You think I'd know how to work a camera" She snickered.

"If it helps.... I struggle too" Matt smiled walking into the frame. "But you're doing great sweetie."

"That sounds very sarcastic, Matty Blue."

Matt gasped "Me? Never"

Bambi snickered slightly shaking her head at him before looking at the camera "So, for anyone watching..... I'm dying my hair and Matt is gonna help me, we're going to answer some questions and just have a little fun."

Matt ran his fingers through her hair lovingly with a smile.

"Okay so now...... Moon.... look away cause we're just winging this" She laughed. "so for those of you who don't know as a teenager my hair was always a different color. I've had red, pink, blue, purple and blonde..... I had a peekaboo where the underside of my hair was pink.... All done by myself and my mom."

Matt nodded along "And she looked gorgeous as always" He pecked her cheek sweetly.

"Aw, thank you, my love" She grinned leaning into him. "But, um, I took a break cause I didn't want my hair to fall out due to damage so this is all virgin hair-"

There was a soft laugh at the word 'virgin' making her turn to Matt with raised eyebrows "sorry"

"what?" she raised her eyebrows confused.

"Just been a while since I heard you refer to yourself as a 'virgin'"

"Matthew Sturniolo!" She gaped turning red as he burst into laughter. before regaining her composer "Um, but I have a bunch of different hair dyes and shit so we're just gonna wing it and answer questions."

"Okay so bleach is mixed" She mumbled putting her gloves on. "and now we start.." She started to apply the bleach to her hair.

"Okay first question, Why is your brother never in your YouTube videos or posted on your Instagram?"

She smiled as he mentioned her brother. "Well firstly my brother is a minor, and some of you beautiful people are a little mean or out there and I don't want him exposed to that. Secondly, my brother just doesn't wanna be online. He finds me a bit embarrassing which is whatever but yea."

"Yea, he's a little shit" Matt mumbled jokingly before looking at the camera. "And I can say that cause I've known since he was a year old"

She giggled softly continuing to do her hair "Yea he is...."

"Oh, this one just says 'please debunk some of the rumors about you, or you and the triplets."

"Um, where should I start" She laughed. "Firstly, I don't live with the triplets. I have my own apartment like 20 minutes away."

He nodded with a pout. "I do wish she lived with us though."

"Matt and I talked about moving in together in early 2023 but we felt like we were too young for that and we still needed to learn who we are and our own spaces. But hopefully we'll take that step soon"

Matt leaned up pecking her lips happily. "Yep, hopefully very soon."

She flushed a bit with a giddy smile before looking at the camera "Oh, another one." She lifted the hand that was covered with a blue glove though you could see an outline of her ring. "This isn't an engagement ring, I've seen a lot of fan theories that Matt and I are engaged. This is a promise ring. We sadly aren't engaged"

"Sadly?" He moved closer to her with raised eyebrows. "You ready to marry me right now, beautiful?"

She giggled softly "Yea" She whispered, her eyes moving to his lips before moving back to his eyes "We can talk about this later though."

He nodded his eyes still staring into her intensely, his eyes full of love.

Bambi and Matt sat on the floor with the camera on the table as the bleach processed in her hair.

"Someone wants to know why we call you Bambi."

"Oh this is actually a funny question" She shifted a bit getting comfortable. "Um so, my older cousins and I were all named after my grandmother.... So my oldest cousin has my grandmother's name, *Oldest cousins name*, my other cousin, who is also older than me, is *Muddle cousins name* and my name is a Y/n" (Plsss use similar name think like Angela, Angelina and Angel or something like that) She shifted her chin onto her knee. "So it would get complicated when talking to us when we were little even with me living in boston and them living in Brooklyn.. So I started just going by the nickname I got called the most."

"Yea, Bam's family has a lot of very similar names. Like her mom, Aunt, and Uncles names all start with the same letter. and her great aunts and uncles all have the same first letter as well. and theirs a lot of jr's" Matt mumbled thinking of all the names he had remembered over the years.

"Yeah, do you know how many times my mom has called me by my cousins names. And what doesn't help is our names are so similar down to our middle names. We all have variations of the same first and middle name, this isn't my real middle name but think like Marie. There's O/C/N Marie, M/C/N Luc-Marie, and Y/N Jay-Marie. Again these aren't our real middle names" She laughed. "So name wise the names are so similar that it kinda fucks us. Even my brother and I have pretty much the same initials."

Matt looked at his phone "Lets go get that bleach out of your hair Bam"

"Ok.... so this all surprisingly even" She dried her hair in the mirror. "So..... I was thinking of doing a darker blue.....I'm sure you guys all know that Matt's favorite color is blue and I think he'll like it."

Matt walked into frame with more gloves and a washed hair bowl "Let's do this"

She let out a giggle "Soooo, Matt is gonna do this part cause you can't screw this part up."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Baby" He laughed sitting her down on the stool. "You just sit here, read the questions and look pretty while I do your hair."

She scoffed playfully "Sir yes sir" She looked through the questions as Matt started doing her hair. "Have you ever dated Chris?"

Matt made a face immediately, his lips turning into a kinda pout.

"No. I have never dated Chris, let's clear that up real quick." She laughed. "Chris is my best friend. The only 'date' like thing we ever did was go to prom together and it was cause neither of us had dates"

"I was gonna ask you." Matt replied suddenly catching her off guard.

"What?"

He nodded softly "Yea... the day Chris asked you to go with him. I had a whole promposile thing.....then I heard Chris asked you so I curled up in a ball and died."

"Aw, baby" She leaned up kissing him with a pout. "You're so cute. I freaking love you."

"Okay, this is the final reveal, drum rolls please, Matty Blue."

Matt laughed drumming the counter as she slid into frame with her new hair

"What do you guys think? I fucking love it. Comment down below how much you love it. But uh that's it for today's video guys, I hope you enjoy. Have a beautiful day, my beautiful butterflies and see you next Wednesday." She blew the camera a kiss as Matt waved and the video ended.

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[t4tlottie]

hey so idk if you reached this in the film yet, so veryyy minor spoilers for companion BUT

that sex scene between josh and iris that lasted like one second and he busted his nut but she looked SO BORED

i have a thought about reader overhearing it, and then when iris goes to shower or whatever r waits for her and somehow seduces her or wtv and straps her THE FUCK down…poor girl cums for the first time in her botlife

You feel like throwing up all the wine you had as you watch Iris pull Josh into her arms to dance with her. That fucker doesn't deserve her. You don't think you deserve her either, but you'd sure as hell treat her better than he does. I mean, calling your robot girlfriend, who doesn't even know it, by the way, beep-boop? As a nickname? You just wanna go over there and punch him.

But you don't.

You quietly slip away and head to your room which takes you about 5 minutes to find because of how stupidly big this house is. By the time you pluck off your socks and faceplant on your bed, you hear two people rush by your door while giggling. The door a few doors down from you slams and you feel your stomach sink. Josh and Iris. They're in the room closest to you. You shut your eyes and try to think of something to distract you from the disgusting noises you're about to hear. A minute goes by and you hear Josh groan loudly, and you genuinely let out a snort. Motherfucker couldn't even last two minutes with her? Then you get irritated. Does he ever please her? Sure, she is technically a sexbot, but imagine how fun would it be to go down on a robot! Has she ever cum from him? Does she even know what it feels like to cum?

You have to know.

Your feet lead you to their door before you can even properly think about what you're doing. Of course it's unlocked, and you silently pump your fist in the air when you spot Josh passed out on the bed. The bathroom door is ajar, and the sound of running water fills your ears. You slowly sneak forward, glancing in between the gap to see Iris in her bra and panties, placing her clean clothes on the counter. Glancing once more at Josh, you shuffle toward the door and slip in while Iris' back is to you and then close it.

"Josh?" she says, voice sounding too chipper for your liking. She turns around with a smile but gasps when she sees you. Her eyes go wide, and she tries to cover herself up. "What are you doing here?"

"The door was unlocked," you respond like you're stating the obvious. "I heard you guys fucking. Not for long, though. I wanted to see if you were alright."

"If I'm...alright?" Her arms loosen around her body, figuring you're not a threat anymore. She thinks you're here to check up on her because of the noises. You must've been worried. "I'm okay."

"You sure?" You step closer, glancing down at her cleavage. Iris backs up against the cold sink, her arms slowly dropping to her sides. "Sounds like you didn't have fun. I only heard him. Are you sure you're alright? You don't need any help?"

"Help?"

You nod and give her a toothy grin. "I know he didn't make you cum."

Iris doesn't know it, but she's programmed to be devoted to Josh and only Josh. But something inside her wants to claw its way out and have you. Another part of her thinks it's wrong. You're her friend and she's with Josh. She shouldn't be thinking about this with you.

She laughs awkwardly and shakes her head, looking at you with innocence. "It's okay. It doesn't really matter. As long as Josh is satisfied, I'm happy."

Your eyes darken as she says that and you feel jealousy rise in your throat. "Has he ever made you cum, Iris? Has he ever even touched you?"

Iris thinks about it. All those times with Josh and not once did he repay the favor. But like she said, as long as Josh is happy.

She shakes her head and shifts on her feet, not knowing whether the wetness in her panties is Josh's cum or her own lubrication from this conversation. She throbs either way.

"No." she murmurs, swallowing hard.

You shuffle closer until your noses are barely an inch away. Her eyelashes flutter as you rest your hands on the sink and lean in, ghosting over her lips. "I can be your first."

Iris hums but it comes out like a whimper. Her hand comes up to pathetically push your chest but her nails dig into your shirt and she pulls you back last second to make you stay. "What about him?" It takes Iris too long to remember Josh's name as you stare her down like that, but she glances at the bathroom door.

"He doesn't have to know." you reassure her, grabbing her hand and looking for any sign of discomfort before sliding it down to cup your strap bulge. "Not like he'll be able to smell me on you anyway."

You speak again, letting your hand go from hers just to see if she keeps it there. She does. "Do you wanna do this?"

"Yes." she nods, looking down and squeezing your bulge.

You smirk and a thought comes across your mind. Josh has given Iris robot commands right in front of her face and she didn't even know it. You really wanna try it out.

"Iris, bend over." Your voice is a little timid as you speak, but there's a roughness to it.

Will it even work? Does she only respond to Josh's voice?

Suddenly, she's twisting in your grasp and showing her ass to you, waiting for you to take her. Holy fuck. It does work. Your eyes widen at how easily she listened, and now you kind of get why Josh does it so often. But fuck him still.

You quickly unzip your jeans and take out your strap, already breathing hard at the fact that you're going to be the one to make Iris cum for the first time. You hold onto her waist and smile at how she jumps with nervousness. Hooking your fingers into her panties, you pull them down and shudder at how glossy her pussy is. You admire it for too long apparently because Iris backs up and huffs, looking over her shoulder with big eyes.

"You said you'd make me cum." she impatiently whines.

"And I am. Bet Josh would already be passed out inside your cunt right now, huh? You're left throbbing around him, pretending you're satisfied, but you know you want more." You wrap your hands around the dildo and rub the tip up and down her slit, your heart beating rapidly when she moans loudly. "I'm gonna take my time making you feel good."

Slowly you enter her, desperately wishing you could feel her tight hole struggle around your cock as you watch it disappear inside. Iris' jaw goes slack as you bottom out, and she hisses in slight pain when you grip her hips to hold her hips tight against you. Fuck. Josh isn't nearly as big as you. She can feel her brain go numb as you start to move slowly, and the hand she has on the counter slips momentarily, causing her to lean forward and arch her back.

"Oh, my God." she moans, eyes rolling to the back of her head. She nearly chokes on her spit when your thumb rubs at her clit, and her hands start to shake.

With one hand on her hip and the other on her back, you roughly start to thrust into her. The sounds she makes plus the skin-on-skin contact makes you throw your head back, relishing the moment you've thought of for so long.

Iris's brow furrows as she feels this weird sensation in her lower belly. She looks at you in the mirror but you have your eyes closed. The pressure builds and builds until she can't hold it anymore, and she gushes all over your strap. You have to slap your hand over her mouth to conceal the moans spilling out of her lips. You're worried that she'll wake Josh, and as hot as that might seem, you really don't wanna have that conversation right now.

Iris pants against your hand and if you had a real cock, it would be leaking so much cum inside of her right now. She's so fuckin' hot, you think. Especially as you feel her body shake uncontrollably as she tries to come down from her first orgasm.

She taps your side with a weak finger and you remove your hand from her mouth, noting how much drool is now on it.

"That's what they feel like?" she breathes out heavily, trying her best to sit up a little straighter to look at you in the mirror. You laugh at her stunned face and she cracks a smile too. Her mouth makes an 'O' shape when you slowly slide out of her, and she shakes her head desperately. "No, stay inside. Please? Just for a little longer."

Her voice sounds shy and needy as she asks, and how could you ever deny her? You push yourself back in and grunt at the sloppy sound her pussy makes, leaning forward to rest your body weight on her as you hug her.

"Can we do this again soon?" you mumble against her cheek, thumb rubbing soft circles on her arm.

"Josh is a heavy sleeper. Why not do it again right now?"

[donttxtathebeach]

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yn.nolan_updates Yn's storeis the last couple of days. what does this mean?

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user I saw that you posted, and I thought it was about Yn and Drew, but it was just her rhode obsession.

user for real got my hopes up

ynlover i mean that girl does love her rhode

yn.nolan_updates I know, but like, she never posts about them every day?

user sigh

user jojo have you learned nothing?

user I know for sure Yn and Drew have been hanging out. I mean, it's been a month since their interview dropped, and they have posted on each other on their stories.

user i fear you may be on to something

ynolan_updates THANK YOU

yn.nolan

Jungle-Le'ts Go Back

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yn.nolan life as of late!

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jonothan.nolan glad i got to see you, my tiny dancey

yn.nolan @drewstarkey and @ellefanning literally the best surprise ever.

ellefanning anything for you

drewstarkey you kept saying how much you miss your dad so it only felt right to surprise you with him

user he has met her dad already!

yn.nolan hate to be the bearer of bad news, but my dad litterlay has met everyone I'm friends with.

user girl, let us have this one thing

user they have known eachother for 3 months give or take and he already is surprising her smh.

user i wantto be her friend so bad

user her and cooper on FaceTime I love them

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yn.nolan Hey, I was hungry.

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ellefanning excuse me

user elle is like a jealous ex

user everyone say thank you yn for the 4 pictures of Drew

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jonathandavisoffical thank you for taking pictures of my man

yn.nolan your welcome jd

austinnorth55 we do drew and i look like little kids watching tv

madelyncline because you are.

drewstarkey 🤨

user maybe @ynolan_updates was not wrong about the rhode thing

ynolan_updates see

haileybieber You really are this generation's girl.

yn.nolan I will be whatever you want me to be.

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user drew stand up please

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yn.nolan @drewstarkey we talked about this, im not your baby

drewstarkey you can be

yn.nolan drew, please.

drewstarkey okay, pretty girl.

user Poor Drew can't get out of the friendzone

ellefanning in 30 minutes, she will post something on her close friends about how hot he is.

user not elle airing her business

yn.nolan That is not true, and you know it. stpp talking, matter a fact, get out of my sight

ellefanning girl, you're beign dramatic

yn.nolan I would like for people to not have a false narrative about my relationship with Drew; again, we are just friends.

drewstarkey would i really be that bad?

yn.nolan please take this out of my comment section.

user DREW

user her and drew in the 12th slide WHAT

user they're going to say that they're just friends; please, they filmed their vido in November, it dropped in December, and now they just hang out. I do not buy it one bit.

yn.nolan again Sorry to disappoint, but we are just friends.

user ariana what are you doing here? @dualipa

dualipa she's my lover

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drewstarkey what even is that picture of me?

yn.nolan You + a hangover = reconnecting with nature. hope that helps

user diva down

ellefannning in the clerb we only listen to lana

yn.nolan what does that even mean?

ellefanning Sometimes I forget you're not chronicallly online

yn.nolan sorry to disappoint

user WAIT yn is on TikTok??

yn.nolan no.........

user I bet she only goes on their for edits of Drew.

yn.nolan guys, My account is private, so you won't find it, and no, I am not on that part of TikTok.

alexconsani my queen

yn.nolan oh how i love you

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drewstarkey she is not free anytime soon

ellefanning get in lineStarkey, I am priority; I am her BEST FRIEND. and as of now, no one occupies the boyfriend role so that is also my job

yn.nolan text me babes, and we will figure it out!

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Peter Bjorn and jhon- Young Folks

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yn.nolan my reno baby

yn.nolan wait, send me those

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yn.nolan are you okay?

drewsarkey just peachy

yn.nolan oh.... okay.

user oh, that was hard to see

user poor yn is probably so overwhelmed.

user he is trying so hard

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brooke_starkey drew I love you, but maybe tone it down a little.

drewstarkey anything else?

brooke_starkey actually on second thought, do you

madelyncline these are so cute

jonathandavisoffical how mad do you think she will get if i take her dog

drewstarkey i dont know man, thats her baby

yn.nolan not my reno; hes just a baby

user l love their friendship.

user her smile

user drew, Take care of our girl, please; the world has not been kind to her.

user he is pretty tame

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Hi guys, I'm sorry for the long wait. I had some issues occur in my family last week, so I have been trying to get back on my feet, so hopefully I can update more regularly.

[starriisarchives]

── ϧ𝑒 I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU

ᝰ.ᐟ jj maybank x fem!pogue!reader | duration 615

description jj comforts you after you wake up from a terrifying nightmare.

content sfw ﾉ fluff ﾉ hurt ﾉ comfort ﾉ angsty ﾉ mention of jj getting shot ﾉ character death but not really.

thoughts ahhh, my first jj fanfic!! i’m always so happy to post a new fic. if you want to see more fics from me, you can always send some prompts in w your fave characters, prompt list is link down below!!

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Your heart shatters into pieces as you watch the light drain out of jj’s eyes, holding him close to you, tears spilling from your eyes, heavy sobs leaving your mouth. Wishing that this isn’t real, that he’s going to open his eyes at any moment, saying it's a prank but it never happens as his eyes close and he takes his last breath. “JJ…no no please don’t leave me…!” you scream, hugging him tighter than ever, never wanting to let him go. 

The plan was to come to Morocco for some answers, it isn’t supposed to end up with you clutching your boyfriend to dear end, watching him die in front of you and you couldn’t do anything to prevent it.

Your head hurts from all the crying but you couldn’t seem to calm down, no matter the others trying to get your attention, your eyes stay glued to jj’s lifeless body. All the memories you spent together flashing in your mind; to your first date to your anniversary date where he went out of his way to impress you, knowing that this is the end of your life together.

You wish for a second chance to spend a little more time with him, you always picture a future with him, this wasn’t part of the plan. You didn’t know how you’re going to move past this, what are you supposed to do if you couldn’t see his loving laugh one last time? Who would you run to for whenever you needed to just vent?

He's your safe space and forever will be. “JJ… please I’m begging you to please come back!” you sob, forgetting to breathe, feeling nothing but pain and agony when he doesn’t do what you ask. A blood curdling scream exits your mouth as you continuously shake his body. 

Your eyes snap open letting out a big gasp, tears leaving your eyes, your heart pounding as you look up into jj’s blue eyes. “Baby you’re okay, breathe for me,” he speaks as he watches you inhale and exhale. “Good, keep breathing just like that. Nice and slow, tell me what’s wrong?”

“I…I had a dream that you… died after getting…shot,” you stutter, tears falling down your cheek, his hand cupping your face as his thumbs wipe away the fallen tears, placing your hand on top of his, gripping it tight. 

“You were gone…and I couldn’t do anything to stop it or bring you back. It was like a nightmare I couldn’t escape,” you let go a breath you didn’t know you’re holding, more tears falling down. “Shhh baby…Whatever you saw in there isn't real. I'm real, okay? I'm here.” JJ says, his voice calm as he pulls you closer in his embrace, you place your ear on top of his heart, hearing it beat is what helps soothe you. 

“I…I just don’t want to lose you.” you sniff. “You won’t because I’m not going anywhere,” jj reassures you, rubbing softly up and down on your back. “You promise?” 

“I promise baby.” he kisses your head, breathing in your lovely scent. “How about I make you some hot chocolate while you pick a movie?” he asks as you pull away to look into his eyes. “Can I come with you?” you question and he just nods softly, placing a kiss on your forehead.

A smile tugs at the corner of your lips, you’re in relief that it was just a nightmare, happy to still be able to breathe in his scent, happy that you get to receive his forehead kisses that you love so much. With how strong your love is with JJ, there’s nothing that can separate him from you.

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[bluhourz]

when he yells at you

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After a few days apart, you finally had an evening to spend with Beomgyu. You’d missed him more than you realized, and the moment you walked through his door, his presence alone made you feel at home. But something felt off. He hugged you tightly at first, holding on for just a second too long, before pulling away with a sigh.

“You okay?” you asked, searching his face.

“Yeah,” he mumbled, offering you a small smile. “Just tired.”

You could tell there was more to it, but you didn’t want to push. Instead, you laced your fingers through his and pulled him toward the kitchen.

“Come on,” you said. “Let’s make dinner together. We haven’t done that in forever.”

Beomgyu groaned dramatically as you tugged him along. Flopping onto the counter, he sighed excessively. “Do we have to? Can’t we just order something?”

“Nope,” you grinned. “I'm in the mood for something specific so homemade ramyeon it is.”

He sighed but didn’t protest further, instead watching as you gathered the ingredients. You knew he actually also preferred this, even as he argued against it. After a few moments, he started helping — chopping green onions, cracking eggs, even playfully poking at you when he thought you weren’t paying attention. It felt nice. Comfortable. He wasn’t as talkative as usual, but you didn’t push him. You tried to keep things light, telling him stories about your week and cracking dumb jokes, hoping to ease whatever weight he was carrying. He laughed a little, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

When the ramyeon was finally ready, you carefully lifted the pot to dish it up. But as you set it down, your grip slipped just slightly, and some broth splashed onto the counter. You didn't think too much of it since this is something you do more often than not.

Before you could grab a towe thoughl, Beomgyu suddenly yelled, “Seriously? Can you just be careful for once?”

You froze, startled by the sharpness in his voice. Your heart lurched in your chest as you turned to look at him, not understanding what just happened. But his gaze was hard, his brows furrowed in frustration.

“I—” you started, but you caught yourself. Instead, you swallowed and nodded. “Sorry.”

Beomgyu exhaled harshly, running a hand through his hair. He didn’t say anything else, but the mood had shifted completely. You finished serving the food, setting his bowl in front of him before sitting down.

The air between you was heavy. Neither of you spoke as you ate, the only sounds in the room being the quiet clinking of chopsticks against bowls. You kept your eyes down, not daring to meet his gaze. The whole time you were trying to figure out what just happened.

Dinner felt like it lasted forever though. When you were finished, you got up wordlessly and started washing the dishes. You couldn't sit there any longer than you needed to. The running water filled the silence, giving you something to focus on besides the weight in your chest.

As you scrubbed the last bowl, you sensed someone behind you. You turned your head slightly and saw Beomgyu standing in the doorway, watching you. You could see he wanted to talk so you waited him out.

After a few minutes of silence, you decide to head to bed. You met his eyes as you walked in his direction, but you didn’t say anything. As you went to walk past him, his hand reached out, fingers curling gently around your arm.

“What is it?” you asked quietly, glancing at him quickly.

Instead of answering, he pulled you into a hug. You stiffened for a moment, surprised, but then slowly brought your arms up to wrap around him. It felt like he needed it. He clung to you, his face buried in your shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, voice barely above a whisper.

You stayed still, waiting.

After a moment, he spoke again. “I shouldn’t have snapped at you. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

You pulled back slightly, looking up at him. His expression was tight, his lips pressed together like he was holding something in.

“What’s wrong Gyu?” you asked gently.

Beomgyu sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I just… I don’t know. Everything’s been piling up lately. Schedules, expectations, feeling like I have to be ‘on’ all the time. And then I finally get to be with you, and instead of being happy, I’m just… tired. Frustrated. And I took it out on you.”

You searched his face, taking in the exhaustion in his eyes, the slight downward curve of his lips. Your heart ached for him.

“You could’ve just told me,” you said softly. “You don’t have to act like everything’s fine all the time.”

He let out a shaky breath. “I know. I just—I didn’t want to ruin our time together. But I ended up ruining it anyway.”

You shook your head. “You didn’t ruin anything, Beomgyu. You’re allowed to have bad days. You don’t have to pretend with me.”

His grip on you tightened. “I don’t deserve you.”

You frowned. “Don’t say that.”

“I mean it,” he murmured. “You’re always so patient with me. Even when I really don’t deserve it.”

You reached up, brushing his hair out of his eyes a bit. “You always deserve kindness. Even when you’re struggling. Especially then.”

His eyes softened, and for the first time that night, you saw a hint of the Beomgyu you knew—the one who loved teasing you, making you laugh, holding you close just because he could.

“Come on,” you said, nudging him gently. “Let’s get ready for bed.”

He hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Okay.”

The two of you moved through your nighttime routine together—brushing your teeth, washing up, changing into comfortable clothes. It felt normal again, like the tension from earlier had finally started to fade.

As you climbed into bed, Beomgyu pulled you into his arms, pressing his forehead against yours.

“I love you,” he whispered.

You smiled, threading your fingers through his hair. “I love you too.”

He sighed, his body relaxing against yours. “Thanks for being here.”

“Always.”

With that, you let the quiet settle around you, his warmth and steady breathing lulling you both into sleep, the heaviness of the night finally giving way to peace.

[marscantread7]

Bp Xavier thoughts😛😛😛 mdni😕😕😕

Anyways! Thinking abt Xavier and u js minding ur own business, watching a movie and like, it starts off innocent. U guys hold hands, and scoot closer together. Maybe the hand holding turns into a hug, and maybe that turns into cuddling, and maybe that turns into soft kisses that js start becoming harder and harder, more sloppy as time passes by. Next thing u know, Xavier's under u, begging u to slow down as u rub ur cunts together, he's so wet and shaky, body twitching as he grasps onto ur shirt, when all of a sudden the door slams open, and u jump off of him, falling off the couch, both of u screaming as u look towards the door.

"SYLUS?"

"ONICHYNUS GUY?"

And Xavier looks at u scandalized! "U know him by first name basis?!"

And ur at a loss of words bc, "Everybody in the association does??? Xavier did u not- how do u know he's w/ Onychinus- nevermind. I didn't even know this was gonna happen??? He never told me he was coming over."

"Kitten, when do I ever warn u abt me coming over?" And Xavier js looks to the side mouthing 'kitten???' Before turning back to Sylus.

"We were in the middle of smth."

"I'm well aware. I heard ur pathetic moans loud and clear Lumiere."

"You told him I'm Lumiere???"

"I didn't even know he knew of u???"

And Sylus js rolls his eyes, taking a seat on the table in front of the couch, waving his hand. "Well, don't let me stop u, continue what u were doing."

"Idek u, what makes u think I'm gonna let u watch me have sex?"

"Well, u can leave, and I can take ur place."

"???????"

And u js sigh, finally sitting up and looking between the two men.

"Xavi, would it be better if we were covered by a blanket." And all u got was a shrug in return. U alr know why Xavier's so hesitant... it took him long enough to come clean abt having a cunt to u, and suddenly he has to decide whether he should expose that to the leader of Onychinus of all people.

"I alr know abt ur little... secret. U really should get curtains for ur place, I've seen u fuck that pussy of urs on that pathetic dildo more times than I can count, always begging for more. So greedy hm? Wishing it was bigger, warmer, like the real thing, right? I'll give u what u want if u let her finish u off."

Xavier looked at Sylus, jaw wide, before looking to u. He js looked back and forth between the two of u, utterly confused. Maybe he really should invest in some curtains, bc that's js embarrassing. Making up his mind, he looks at Sylus, determined.

He settles on, "U can watch... js... no touching me. I'll leave when we're done, and u guys can have ur fun."

"Who's to say I don't want u to stay and watch us?" Sylus is quick to refute, and Xavier shoots a glare at him.

"Why would I want to stay and watch u fuck her?"

"Do u really want me to answer that, bunny?"

"Bunny???"

But before Sylus can speak again, ur on Xavier, pinning him down before settling urself over him. He goes to speak, but ur quick to cover his mouth.

"No more speaking, Xavi. Js let me get u off, okay? Then ur free to do whatever." And that earns u a quick nod, wide blue eyes staring up at u.

U quickly sink down, moaning as ur wet cunts come into contact, the sound absolutely sinful. Xavier grips onto the couch, bucking his hips into urs, and u quickly shut that down, telling him to stay still.

"Js relax and take it like a good bunny," u hear Sylus groan, looking over and seeing him stroking his dick. "Pretty boys like u shouldn't have to put in any work."

U felt Xavier's pussy quiver under urs as he looked over at Sylus, letting out a cry at the sheer size of that cock. He needed it, and he needed it NOW.

U js rolled ur eyes, grinding down harder w/ a groan, cursing under ur breath as ur clit caught onto his, making him twitch under u. U could tell he was close as he started to tremble, once again on the brink of an orgasm. He clutched onto ur shirt, throwing his head back, moans getting higher and higher, hips twitching into urs. He fell apart so beautifully under u, so sensitive to any touch on his little clit.

When he finally came, u watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, constant praise falling from his lips, but u weren't done. U weren't stopping until u came too.

"Wait, wait- It's sensitive!" He gasped, pushing at u, but u js grabbed his hands, pinning them on the arm of the couch, earning another groan from Sylus.

"We're not stopping until I get to cum on this sloppy cunt of urs. I'm so close Xavi, js a little more my sweet prince."

On the side of u both, Sylus js kept stroking his dick, moaning occasionally as he watched u scissor Xavier until u finally came. He stroked a few more times before he finally finished as well, the room filled w/ the sound of everyone's panting as u all tried to catch ur breath.

U were abt to get up, when suddenly the soft sound of snoring filled ur ears, looking down to see Xavier passed out under u, and ur confused. U try to shake him awake, but to no avail.

"When u get a UTI from not peeing, I don't wanna hear it😕😕😕" this caused a laugh to ring out from Sylus, as u both looked at e/o.

"As much as I'd love to, I'm pretty tired too."

"That's all u, sweetie. I can js leave, or we can carry him to ur room and all go to sleep?"

"Sounds great actually."

"Perfect!"

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Lowkey hella disappointed in this and hate it and it's gotta be the worst thing I've written yet, but enjoy!!! I've been wanting to write abt bp Xavier and the reader scissoring and getting walked in on by Sylus since forever!!! But I js never did. Hope u enjoy, this could be 10x better though. Again, also sorry for not spelling everything out, I'm js lazy😕😕😕

[ropebunnykant]

Your post about Babe makes me think this is a safe space to vent briefly! I love this show dearly, it's hands down my fave show of last year, I foresee much rewatching in the future, and though it's clearly imperfect, up until now those imperfections haven't interfered with my enjoyment. But - and maybe it's because there's only one ep left so the prospect of certain things/conversations happening is looking increasingly unlikely, or maybe it's because for the first time I felt the screentime/writing apportioned to each couple this ep felt noticeably unbalanced - post ep-11, I'm feeling a little wistful/frustrated at opportunities missed. Babe is a super obvious one - it feels like Style's dad has had more screentime than him, and even though Style's dad is awesome, in terms of importance to plot/character motivation, Babe clearly comes out on top, and yet as you mentioned, the writing hasn't really reflected that. But I think Kant and Kant/Bison in general have sporadically been curiously underwritten - in their post-truth scenes, imo, they've never really been given the space to explore their feelings to the same depth that Fadel has. And I think I just sort of ignored it before cos all the other stuff (not just the kissing!) was so delicious, but then in this ep, the contrast tween the burger joint scene and the tattoo scene (which seemed almost truncated) just felt so stark that it thwacked me over the head. The obvious exception is the beach scene (and maybe the swing scene?), the meat of which we now know was improvised. Which makes me wonder if it's partly because they think they can get away with it or don't feel they need to write as much detail cos FK are there to do the heavy lifting for them? And yes, FK can speak volumes with eye contact alone cos they really are That Good, but some stuff DOES actually have to be verbalised!!! And I'm not necessarily saying their scenes needed a lot more dialogue, but maybe just to be given a little more time to breathe? I remember thinking that about the opening of ep 9 with the memory box - yes, the deflection and flirting is probably in-character to a degree and most definitely the latter is a lot of fun to watch, but even just giving them a moment longer to reflect on their pain/loss before they diverted to daddy kink would've made a big difference imo.

Again, I can't necessarily point at anything in particular and say that's what should've been cut out to make room for xyz, so maybe it really is just a matter of not quite having enough eps to fully cover all the material they were working with (think that's definitely the case with Keen and Lilly, but they are fundamentally side characters, and it's side characters who always get shafted! Whereas Kant/Bison...). And yes, again, that's what fic's for, I know that. But still...the what ifs are always the worst! What if we got actual onscreen acknowledgement from another character that Kant, too, has been a victim of grooming/coercion/exploitation/whatever you want to call it, and also deserves to engineer a reckoning for the person responsible (and I'm not counting the blackmail scene cos he's still not in a position of power there given the stakes)? What if we got Bison bringing up their first encounter (since there's absolutely no reason for him to think it wasn't part of the scam) and Kant getting the chance to reassure him that night was 100% real? What if we got recognition from Fadel that Kant is basically just another tired older brother doing what it takes to protect his nong? What if we got actual follow-through on the Captain's threats after Kant returned from their torture island getaway? Imagine the parallel we could have had tween him coming home in ep 7 to find Babe with Bison vs. him coming home in ep 10 to find Babe with the Captain! What if we got just one scene where Kant finally gets to be the one who breaks down and is comforted? What if we got anything explicitly BDSM-related (okay maybe still holding out hope for this one!)? Now I'm more than happy to eat my hat if any of that comes to pass in the finale, and don't get me wrong, I'm still very much enamoured with the show and with these characters and am delighted at the prospect of prison hijinks cos I thought we'd be getting a time skip! And tbh the main reason I want to vent is just to get it out of my system so I can return to my previous state of blissful indifference to the niggles and the quibbles! ...Which is really unfair on you, I am realising at this late stage in the game! So apologies for the (tempered, not full-blown!) negativity and if you'd rather steer clear feel free to delete and ignore! I do think part of it is just the risk you run watching a show week to week when there's SO MUCH TIME to speculate and analyse and headcanon - you're virtually always going to be disappointed in one aspect or another, whereas when you binge-watch there's just no time for expectations to even be formed let alone undershot! But then of course you lose out on the sheer bananas entertainment and mass hysteria that is the collective experience of watching something real-time, and, after all (at least for those of us on tumblr I suspect!) the obsessive speculation/analysis/headcanoning is a large part of the fun!

first of all, i'm glad you consider this a safe place to vent and i totally get having frustrations about certain choices and what not, i obviously have vented my own about the whole situation with babe and the way it could have been very easily handled differently. which, my main gripe with that is that it was a very easy change to make, and a lot of my other complaints about this show i feel in general just come from them not having enough time. the babe situation would have been very easily solvable had they thrown in even ONE line referencing that kant had called babe and he was fine. no need for a whole scene or anything that would take up too much time! just a brief mention, maybe in the scene when kant checks in on style in ep9, and style asks if he's gotten to call babe. that is literally all i would have needed to feel better about that situation.

however, truthfully i don't feel like there's actually that much of a disparity in terms of how kantbison are written versus how fadelstyle are, especially not in ep11, but i have seen this take a couple of times now! i can understand why it may come across that way because fadel and style were having a lot of vulnerable conversations, whereas kant and bison weren't as much, however, i also think it comes down to what each of the brothers needed on that last day. fadel does not trust as easily as bison does, he has a LOT of self doubt and fears that style will leave. what fadel needed on his last day was the reassurance that style was gonna be there and that he wasn't gonna leave while he was in prison.

whereas bison, i feel like he needed the hope of them having that future outside of that one night. it's why he and kant talked about getting married and traveling and talked about their dreams when they were younger. we also have to remember that bison and kant reconciled a whole episode before fadel and style did, so of course they had more time to have those conversations - which we do get to see between ep8, 9, and 10. they have plenty of conversations about their past, about their future, plenty of moments reassuring and affirming their relationship. fadel and style i think are kind of playing catch up before they have to be separated in that regard, which is why it seems more unbalanced. i'm sure if you asked someone that was more into fadelstyle, they'd probably say that ep8 and 9 felt unbalanced but for fadelstyle in that regard. we have to remember these couples and these characters are not only different from one another, but in different places.

and look, that's not me saying that there aren't things i DO wish we'd gotten to see kant and bison talk about more, and i do certainly have my complaints about the fact that firstkhao had to improvise most of the reconciliation scene. i just also think because kant and bison had a lot more lies and deception between them, it's going to feel more like we're missing things when they DON'T talk about things on screen, and i again think a lot of the things we haven't seen have been an unfortunate fact of them not having enough time for everything. cause like i would have loved to see everything you mentioned here, especially kant getting the chance to have a proper breakdown cause he deserves it. i do think it's possible we'll get some of those things next week, though, as i am for sure holding out for another proper bdsm scene until the final moments

i think in general final judgements do kind of need to wait until the show is over because if we don't have a full picture, how can we really judge? that being said, i do adore this show even with the complaints i have and what i would want to see, and while watching live can be stressful and lead to some disappointment and fandom wars, it is VERY fun to get to watch and analyze and theorize live so i really wouldn't change it for the world sjdskjf

[thatbitchery]

I hate men too. And i am shocked this mindset has saved me so much time.

whats so funny to me is male apologists and I'm NoT a FeMiNiSt ass women have to wake up every day, watch life unfold, watch the news, talk to other people and still gaslight themselves out of the very life that they live with their fathers and brothers and sons and coworkers and males and convince themselves it's not a men thing people are just evil with that it's not the gun at fault it's the shooter mentality just so they can live this 'fantasy' and be accepted by men and then get treated like TRASH and have to still gaslight themselves out of that when us man hating open misandrist actually get top tier men because by virtue of being a misandrist the fact that a man is in my space automatically makes him top tier bc why else would he be here? And actually get worshipped and we don't have to act like we are stupid and lie to ourselves out of the fact that actually men are the problem and they don't deserve shit so we automatically are more empowered because we live in reality while the *mY feMiNism iS aBoUt eQuAliTy fOr AlL* girls have to act like they're not terrified of something as simple as walking home alone at night or are frustrated at all the restrictions being feMiNiNe place on them and constantly having to meet imaginary standards created for the basic purpose of making you as little human looking as possible and infantilize you to make you easier to take advantage of I'm doing iT fOr MySelF yes Sarah you have silicone in your face and paid someone to reconstruct the body you came in into something more fuckable and spend 5k a month looking as close to a porcelain doll and dont eat enough and refuse your body it's fuel and wake up one hour earlier to *gEt ReAdy* in literally self torture and feel shame when your body does what a human body does (grow hair, bloat, excrete, etc) for yourself okay anyway I just want you to know I slapped retinol and sunscreen on and I have everything you want but good for you whatever you say queen.

[lost-inanotherlife]

this post by @eponine119 made me wanna write about Jack Shephard even more than my usual so brace yourselves for a Jacknaissance moment!

So if you follow me you probably know that I'm a certified Jackgirl who's 100% traumabonded with him when the show aired back in 2004. Now I'm not usually a blorbo-person, I'm very much more interested in plots, relationships and the general meaning of a story but Jack Shephard is the proverbial exception to the rule. I'm telling you all this for a full disclaimer bias alert but I hope you'll read further because I promise I can also be objective about him.

Both back when the show was airing for the first time and 20 years later I've noticed the "let's hate on Jack Shephard" trend and honestly? I've never fully understood it. I mean, you can definitely not like him because heaven knows LOST is THEE show about morally grey people making morally questionable choices so I can understand if you don't like him or any other characters for that matter. They're all not exactly likable but they you can definitely symphatize with (at least some of) them because the show does put them into SituationsTM.

And this is what I don't actually get, i.e. how people don't symphatize with him. Why do they seem to find so abrasive? Let's see some of the main issues here.

Firstly, I'm not making excuses for anybody, okay? I praise LOST because it's a fucking great show but it's also a clear product of the 00's. Like, LOST today is still immensely enjoyable but there are some things that are less credible than 20 years ago (thank god). For instance, nobody believes (or has ever believed tbh) that the Oceanic 815 plane was full of straight people. Nuh-uh. Or everybody can finally see in 2025 how great characters such as Kate Austen or Juliet Burke were sacrificed to advance the subplot of a trite love triangle/square/whatever for the benefit of the other two male characters. That's simply regrattable. Last but not least, LOST has a racism issue notably in the shape of Michael Dawson, but other characters too (Ana Lucia, Mr Eko, Rose and I could go on).

So homophobia, misogyny, racism, the sad usual. When it comes to Jack the most glaring of this trifecta is surely misogyny: yeah, he's a dick for stalking Sarah, yeah, the whole Thailand adventure is a pure nightmare to watch, yeah, he makes love to Kate while seeing her crying and making him promise not to mention Aaron anymore. The record is definitely not stellar for Jack.

Now, I don't want to make excuse for him but, among these three examples, the only one that actually makes sense within the narrative is the first. Yes, Jack has masculinity/sexuality-related issues. Yes, he's the usual insecure white man with daddy issues. Yes, marrying his former patient while not being 100% sure about this commitment is a total dick move. As you can see, I'm not denying the allegations. What I'm trying to say is that they have a narrative function to show us things about Jack. Which, again, it's fucking sad that female characters have to bear this burden all.the.fucking.time but also see the homophobia point above. LOST was a show so committed to not showing queer relationships to the point that a lot of interactions, specifically Jack's with other male characters, wind up being really homoerotically charged. This is something that can be debated from an in-universe pov and that is valid.

On the other hand, everything that happens to Jack in his trip to Thailand is just bad writing. Like, we can discuss it for sure but the writers themselves have admitted to that. They said that they had run out of ideas and wanted to show ABC how bad a show could be if it went longer than it should have. I don't know if they were trying to justify their shitty writing but what I know is that S3 other characters get the same treatment: take Locke in "Further Instructions". Come.the.fuck.on. I'm not saying the episode is "bad" per se, I'm saying that the meaning behind it is clearly redundant. Yes, we already know that Locke is easy to manipulate. Yes, we already know that he craves for connection and wants to feel special etc. The episode isn't telling us anything new and it's, frankly, even more absurd than Anthony Cooper scamming his son for his kidney. Or maybe not, the FBI letting go a white man run free is, perhaps, not exactly absurd but still. My point is that episodes like this or "Stranger in a Strange Land" cannot be really taken that seriously in-universe becaus 1. you can feel they're weird episodes and 2. the writers have admitted that they run of ideas for s3 and it simply shows.

So yes, Jack is a complete douche in that episode but it's just an escalation of what we already knew, an escalation that was executed very, very badly. Not saying we shouldn't count it, just saying that the writers weren't being serious with what they wrote so I also feel entitled as a viewer to not take what they wrote seriously.

As far as pre-island Jack and Kate in S5 are concerned, that's the cost of keeping up old cliché and trite tropes. I've already said it multiple times but the love-triangle between Kate/Sawyer/Jack was done for in S3. Like, there was absolutely nothing more that was worth telling. But, alas, TV writing is writing for profit so... they had a cow and they decided to milk it dry. The insistence on the love triangle has affected Kate and Juliet THE MOST and I'll forever hold the writers accountable for that. However, it has also hurt Jack AND Sawyer because it makes them look even more pathetic, loser, insecure men than they already are. And I think it's unfair to them as well, although, clearly, the show also made sure that their stories (Sawyer and Jack) were still focused on themselves.

So yeah, Jack seems rather callous re: Kate coming to him in tears and asking him to never mention the name of his nephew again to her. Like, Jack, babygirl be a grown-up for ONCE. But I argue that this is an OOC moment to further a love triangle dynamic that was already dead 2 seasons prior.

Finally my point is: people see these things and, rightly so, call Jack out on them at the expense of other moments where Jack's story is better written and makes definitely more sense within the show. Again, I'm not arguing for not seeing these things, I myself have just pointed them out, but I am arguing for seeing them in the broader context of in- and out-of- universe events.

On the island Jack, albeit very slowly, is shown trying to become a better person who can make better decisions. Of course he must fail otherwise there would be no story and no arc but I think we should recognize these moments too.

And speaking of that I have more things to say that will follow!

[halfbaked00q]

Im soooo weak to when Bond is like casually being used or exploited at his expense for some ostensible Greater Good except the situation doesn't HAVE to come to that, not really, and he's so inured and even numb to it that he barely pays it any mind; meanwhile, Q absolutely minds and is very indignant on his behalf and works overtime to like either try to avert or forestall the situation before it gets to the point where Bond has to dig his own claws into more of his soft underbelly to offer up on the sacrificial alter of politics of all tawdry things, or to manufacture a way in which he does the needless "needful" so as to spare Bond at least one unnecessary additional wound upon his psyche.

bonus if Bond finds out and maybe after being angry or indignant about it - I don't need you to do my job for me, Q, this is what I'm here to do - and either Q tells him/lets slip or he deduces that like, this isn't Q thinking he can't get the job done, this is Q finding him precious and worthy of protecting, and like. he's just very in awe of that and does in fact feel very safe and cherished within the cradle of his Quartermaster's regard

[horsemage]

I think we should bring back basic etiquette lessons such as shutting the fuck up when you’re watching a movie in a group that is not exclusively your friend group 🙂

[seluvian]

So, we really need to be using our critical thinking skills here. Joe Biden claims he's been secretly working behind the scenes to get peace and a longer/permanent ceasefire in Gaza. That's what he said. And immediately I'm seeing an outpouring of appreciation, other liberals writing essays about how he's really just not good at marketing himself or talking about what he's doing, that's all.

Why do you believe him? Think about it for a moment. What has he actually done to show you that his claim is honest?

We know he has a PR team whose job it is to market him and talk about what he's doing. In the face of millions of people protesting nationwide and globally, he didn't take that opportunity to reassure the public he's here for peace. In fact, he doubled down. He called the Palestinian numbers false. He said Israel has a right to defend itself against a threat that barely exists, and certainly not as presented by Israeli media. He tried to win himself the right to send more weapons and money to Israel to fund and arm their death squads without having to run it by Congress or admit it to the public. He did that twice.

Why do you believe him? Does the evidence of his behavior match his words?

Staffers walked out in protest over the refusal to call for a ceasefire. Multiple staff and a few politicians resigned. Those who resigned spoke on how Joe Biden wouldn't entertain even the mention of ceasefire, that the mood in those rooms was hostile to people who were standing up for Palestinian lives. These people spoke on the fact that it was very clear speaking for Palestine was a move that would end a career of a staff or low level politician. At higher levels, we saw Rashida Tlaib get censured for talking about what Israel was and is doing. Only her. Is it a coincidence that she's Palestinian?

Why do you believe Joe Biden just because he said he wants a ceasefire? If he's telling the truth, why are so many politicians and staffers saying things that contradict that? If he's telling the truth, why does his behavior contradict that?

He's not immune to agenda just because he's blue. If we can't hold our leaders to the same standards as we do republican leaders, if we refuse to turn the same critical eye on our guy that we do on their guy, we are not sticking to our principles. If it's bad and evil when a republican does it, it must also follow that it's bad and evil when Joe Biden does it too. Because I think...I think the point is that these things are bad when anyone at all does them. And we need to demand better of our leaders, not give them the thumbs up because they gave us a wink and a crossed-fingers promise.

[elytrafemme]

call the hairdresser and call the mediator because the way i'm splitting to the fucking ends right now

[lymtw]

Miss You Already

"Toji, you do this every time." You have your massive bear of a man clinging to you, watching you through the mirror on your vanity as you apply lipstick. He watches your fingers mold around the cylindrical make up product, before his attention shifts to the dark, bloody shade of red that you're smearing on your lips.

"Do you really wanna go? You don't have to. You can stay in with me," he suggests, wrapping his arms tighter around your waist.

You smile at him through the mirror, already noting the subtle longing expression on his face, though, you haven't even left, yet. "I'll be back, baby." You drop the lipstick into your make up bag and zip it up, taking one final look at yourself in the mirror to see if anything needs to be adjusted or tidied up.

"You don't have to go," Toji repeats, slowly dragging a hand up your body to cup your breast. Almost instantly, he feels your nipple harden and press against the material of your dress. "Stay and look pretty, just for me," he murmurs, rubbing the stiffened peak. His other hand pushes up your dress and makes its way between your thighs to tease you over your panties. "I'll take such good care of you. You won't even be bummed about ditching your friends."

You let out a soft sigh, when Toji's fingers apply pressure to your clothed clit, the sultry sound followed by an equally seductive laugh, as you gently pull his hands off of you and turn around to absorb the neediness he's doing a poor job of hiding.

"It's just a couple hours," you assure, but clearly, that's not enough of a reason for Toji to relent, because he wordlessly takes your hand and puts it on his clothed hard on. He moves your hand back and forth over the bulge, not breaking eye contact with you for a second. "I know, honey," you coo. "I'm sorry. I swear, i'll let you do whatever you want to me when I come back, okay? I'll make it up to you."

"No, doll. Please," he almost whines, walking into your embrace and burying his face into your neck. "Stay," he pleads, brushing his lips over your delicate skin. "I want you."

"Baby." You laugh, letting your hands settle on his back.

He's nosing at your neck and your jaw, getting strong whiffs of the pretty scent you spritzed on. "Need you, pretty. Please don't."

You don't know what it is about going out, that turns Toji into the clingiest man ever. Your friends tell you that their partners practically push them out the door and say that it's fine for them to go out, as long as they act responsibly, and yet here you are, fighting for your night out.

"Alright, Toji. Come on," you say, patting his back. He pulls away from you and follows you to the bed. "Sit, baby," you instruct, when he just stands there, staring at you like a dog that's about to be abandoned. He does as you say and sits down on the bed, watching as you climb up and sit on your knees. "Pull it out. Come on, let me see it," you say, with a sly little grin.

He lifts his hips and pulls down the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers, freeing his drooling cock. He then wraps his hand around the length and smears his oozing precum over it, eliciting a few quiet, low groans. You crawl over to him and straddle his lap, holding his gaze with a soft smile on your face, when his hands go under the skirt of your dress to move your panties aside.

"I know you don't want me to go, baby," you start. His leaking tip meets your warm, soft skin and instantly, a chill runs down his spine. He pushes the tip in and you begin to slowly lower yourself onto him. "I-I know," you utter, trying to keep it together as you take in more and more of him. Once you're fully seated, you let out a sigh, and wrap your arms around his neck, leaning forward to speak softly into his ear. "I'll be back in a couple hours. Before midnight, love." You raise your hips and lower them again, luring a small, but needy groan from him. "You have my location, so you'll be able to see where I am."

"Mhm," Toji hums, dragging his blunt nails up and down your back.

"And you'll know when I'm on my way home," you murmur, kissing his earlobe and giggling at the sight of the lipstick that transferred onto his skin.

"Yeah... That too, mama," he replies. His hands go lower, beneath your dress, again, to rest on your ass for a mere second before he starts rubbing and squeezing it.

"And—fuck, baby—you'll see when i'm right around the corner."

"Twenty s-seconds," he says, breathily, as you leave more kisses on his ear.

"Right, twenty seconds," you say, pressing a kiss to his temple, knowing it'll leave a red lip print behind. "Twenty seconds, and the car-" you cut yourself off with a sharp gasp, lured out by the feeling of his fingers reaching your clit and rubbing it. "Fuck," you moan, when he bucks his hips up to meet your movements. "Twenty seconds and the... the car, will be parked in our driveway."

"And then you'll be home," Toji says, certainty riddling the statement.

"Then, I'll be home," you confirm, pressing a kiss beneath his eye, then another one on his cheek. You hear his low chuckles and when you lean back to look at him, he has the most lovestruck expression on his face. "What? You like my kisses?" You ask, reciprocating his loving gaze.

"Your lipstick is smudged," Toji says, his eyes pinpointed to the color that escaped the lines of your lips. You still look gorgeous, even with that slightly messy detail. His breath catches when you roll your hips on him a little faster and lean in to decorate his face with more a your warm, affectionate kisses. "Fucking love your kisses, ma." He can see hints of the color you left on his skin through his peripheral vision and he notices that each time you pull away, you have less color on your lips. By the time you finish covering his face and the side of his neck with kisses, the pigment that once was on your lips, remains as merely a faded blush.

"It's all gone, doll," Toji groans, breathing a little more heavily as you up the pace of your hips one more time. He sounds like he's just as close to his peak as you are.

"I know... It's okay. Do I still look pretty?" You ask, your breathy laugh mingling with the sweetness of your sultry sounds. Without a warning, Toji leans in and kisses you in a manner full of affirmation. He's guiding your hips, assisting you in quickly bouncing up and down his cock, now. Every sound you make is sealed in the kiss and greedily devoured by him, and when you both cum, the kiss gets sloppy and you lose synchronization, leaving both of you to just moan, groan, and pant into each others mouths. The overly tight grip he uses to still your hips to avoid overstimulation, would be painful if you weren't so blissed out by your orgasm.

"Fucking gorgeous," Toji mumbles. He tilts your head slightly to expose the side of your neck and presses gentle kisses along the area, just before sucking on the delicate skin and leaving his own longer lasting mark on you. "There you go, pretty baby. Gave you a little peck, too," he says, after rubbing the small patch of his saliva into the mark.

The sight before you makes a lazy smile curl on your lips. Toji's entire face is scattered with your red kiss prints—even his lips have a slight tint to them. He looks loved, and by the looks of the soft expression on his face, he must feel like it, too.

You slowly lift yourself off of Toji and he fixes your underwear, patting the front, before letting you get off the bed. You head to the bathroom to fetch him a towel, and once you hand it to him, you make your way over to your vanity and use a make up wipe to remove the previous layer of lipstick, so you can reapply a new layer on a clean slate.

You see Toji looking at you from his spot on the bed and smile at him before zipping up your make up bag. Once you feel satisfied with the way you look and you finish buckling the ankle straps of your heels, you go over to Toji to say goodbye.

"You look like Valentine's Day incarnate," you tease, running a thumb over one of the kisses on his cheek. He wants to smile, but all he can think about is how in a minute, you'll be gone and he'll be spending the next few hours alone. You see that same longing look from before return. He looks so soft and it's chipping at your heart, but you can't fall for it. He does this every. time. It's only a couple hours. You'll be back with him before you know it.

"Take a nap or try to sleep through. When I get back and finish dressing down, I'll slide right into bed with you, alright?" You offer him a soft smile, and wait for him to respond so that you can go.

Toji sighs, like it physically pains him to watch you leave. It's not going to be as easy to get to sleep without you. Getting a taste of your loving just made him want you to stay even more, but he knows he can't keep you from spending time with your friends. They don't see you every day, and he does. He wakes up to you every morning, he spends the rest of his day with you when he comes home from work—with the exception of those few times he accepts invites to hang out with his colleagues. Even on those rare occasions, he's never experienced you trying to convince him to stay home, because you know, at the end of the day, he'll take his place next to you in bed. Plus, it's not like you're sleeping over at one of their houses. When you're done hanging out with your friends, you'll come home, and you'll sleep next to him, as always.

"Yeah, okay," Toji says, finally letting up, to avoid holding you back any longer. "Call me for whatever reason. You know you don't need one."

You lean down and leave a dark red kiss on his forehead, then wait for him to meet you halfway for a peck on the lips. "Love you," you murmur.

"Love you, ma," Toji responds, catching one more sweet smile from you, before you leave the bedroom and set out for your night.