#my babies have ✨attachment issues✨

[darlingsfandom]

Those fics of cillian being obsessed with the reader's boobs are sooooo good 🤤 could we have a one shot about cillian with a sucking kink and mommy issues (even though the reader is younger than him) and he makes the reader come when he is sucking her tits and he unexpectedly cums too without even touching himself???

It helps that I love boobs myself! Boobs are great! Thank you✨

Tw: nipple play, nipple sucking, boob play, mommy kink , swearing and not proofread!

“Baby if you don’t hurry up, we’re going to be late!” You brushed out your hair while Cillian sat on the edge of the bed trying to fix the button on his pants.

“It’s only dinner with my family!” He was frustrated at this point and let out a huff before laying back on the bed. You set down your brush and walked over to him. Your hand ran over his arm gently as you straddled his lap. Cillian held onto your hips as he sat up to see that you had on the black bra with white polka dots , that one that cupped your boobs nicely. His mood instantly changed. A smile grew on your face seeing him so happy only to realize that he was more than just happy.

“What is it?” You asked tilting your head. His fingers pulled down the straps of your bra slowly before he reached behind you to unhook it but you smacked his hand away. “Baby! What do you think you’re doing?”

“I need to see your tits, please… mommy?” He gave you that signature pout that drove you crazy. The one that you can’t say no too! He knew what he was doing with that, the way his bottom lip stuck out with his blue eyes looking sad you knew what he needed.

With a soft sigh you nodded your head which made him light up like a kid on Christmas! He unhooked your bra faster than you could take a breath.

“So pretty mommy.” He wrapped his lips around your left nipple while his finger tips toyed with your right nipple gently. A soft moan left your lips when his warm wet mouth attached to your nipple. To some it might seem odd that your his “mommy” when your twenty years younger than him but neither of you cared. It made both of you feel good in a way that neither of you cared to explain. Your fingers ran through his hair carefully while he sucked your nipple.

“Who’s a good boy hmm?” You asked sweetly.

“Me! I’m yer good boy mommy.” Cillian looked at you through his eyelashes while mumbling his answer against your nipple. He pulled away for a split second only to switch nipples. His mouth wrapped around the right nipple which was more sensitive for some reason and he knew it! The way he licked the bud , swirling his tongue around it made your thighs clench.

“Yes you are! My good boy, yes that’s it baby, suck on mommy’s tits!” You praised while bucking your hips against his. You enjoyed humping him with your clothes on because it added extra excitement knowing that both of you were that needy. Cillian hummed around your nipple enjoying sucking on your tit, his cock was twitching feverishly in his pants which you could feel too since you were on his lap while he had lowered his head to suck your nipples.

“Fuck! Keep going baby! Yes!” Your nails dug into his scalp enough to make him groan against your boobs that were now covered in his drool. Red marks appeared around your nipple because he did bite little love bites around your nipples, he loved your boobs!

“So pretty mommy!” Cillian pulled away from your nipple to catch his breath. His lips were raw, red, swollen and covered in drool from sucking so much. You felt your orgasm about to hit. The combination of his mouth on your nipples sucking so hard and humping his thigh was about to send you over the edge. Cillian pulled on both of your nipples which let out a loud moan from your lips making Cillian almost cum in his pants.

“Baby baby baby! Yes yes yes! Keep going just like that! Oh fuck! Mommy’s gonna cum!” Cillian twisted your nipples hard before sucking on the left one making sure to look up into your eyes and when he bit down you pulled on his hair.

“FUCK! GOOD BOY!” You cried out shaking on his thigh as your panties got soaked and leaked onto dress pants.

“Oh mommy ! Call me a good boy again! Please!”

“My good boy! My pretty good boy! Fuck!” You huffed only to feel another warm liquid spilling onto you.

“MOMMY!” Cillian cried out bucking his hips upwards. “You made me cum in my pants.” He pouted again until he realized that you were smirking.

“Such a good boy for me!” You teased in a loving manner. Cillian pulled you down and rolled you over so you were on your back while he laid on top of you with a smile. The two of you shared a soft sweet kiss before he stroked your cheek and looked down at your boobs to see all the bruises and new bite marks he had left. He always enjoyed admiring his work because he knew he would be the only one who gets to see it.

[jenniekrj]

Surprise {GP!Bada x Fem!Reader}

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Warnings:Oral sex,gp Bada,penis,penis,penis,penis,penis, penis,penis,penis,penis,penis, penis,penis,penis,penis,penis, penis,penis,penis,penis,penis.

A/N: Just enjoy 💗✨

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The whole week you had been extremely stressed,not just from work,but from family issues,your friendships slowly falling apart and most importantly -to you- your relationship with your girlfriend,Bada.

You’d never meant for all of this to happen,but lately you’ve been very busy with work and it was all because of the new boss at the company you work at.

He was such a pain in the ass and all he did was be an asshole to everyone,especially you.You could tell he didn’t like it let alone enjoy your company around him,so that’s the reason to why he gave you such additional work every week.Ever since this new boss came around,your life started to fall apart and it was killing you.

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You shoved the keys into the door and once you unlocked it you took a deep breath in and let it out.You loved Bada and would do absolutely anything for her,but with all the tension and arguments between you two,this past week had been extremely awkward.

Your bond and love wasn’t like before and although Bada always fought back hard in the nonstop arguments,you knew she still loved you deep down and would do anything for you.

You walked through the door and into your shared apartment as you stopped in your tracks just to zone out into a manspreaded Bada,her eyes fixated on the movie playing before her.The expression on her face was just full on anger,dangerous like.

Her head then turned to your small figure that was still stood on the doorway.

“Come here.” Bada said as she patted the empty space next to her.You walked almost slowly and hesitantly after you locked the door behind you.You sat down slowly beside her as she looked you up and down with light smirk painted on her face.

“Look baby,I know this whole week you’ve been extremely stressed and I know how your boss in being such a dick to you,so I want to make this night a relaxing and stress free one.” Bada said with sincerity in her eyes as her hand ran up and down you thigh,her fingers occasionally glazing over your clit.

She then moved closer to your ear and whispered, “Plus,I’ve got a situation of my own down here,so if you don’t mind I think we’ll have fun tonight.” You looked down and right there was a big bulge sticking out of her sweatpants staring right back at you.Right after her words flowed out of her mouth,her lips suddenly attached to yours,your lips moved in sync as you both were very aroused.

Her lips moved down to your neck,sucking every spot there was possible,making you moan at the sudden action.

“Bada…please.” You didn’t know exactly why those words got out,but you knew you wanted so from her. “Yes baby,want something?” Bada stopped her movements to look up at you,only to see your red and flushed face staring back down at her. “I want to…ride.” You said,you would be embarrassed if your shame and self respect wasn’t thrown out the window as soon as you both started that heated make out.Bada let out a little laugh and said, “Don’t worry my love,you’ll get to in a moment,just let me take care of you right now,you good with that?” You nodded as a response and she continued with her action.

Bada was now on her knees as she gave you a reassuring look before she took off your pants and underwear in one go.She kissed up your thighs and once she got to your pussy,a devious smirk was painted on her face.She licked up your clit before giving it a kiss and working her tongue lower.

You almost screamed as Bada’s tongue thrusted in and out of your hole at a fast speed,and the whole time she maintained eye contact with you.She sucked onto your clit and you said, “I-I’m cumming,Bada….please.” Bada mumbled into your drenched pussy, “Go ahead baby,don’t hold yourself back.” And with those words,cum rushed out of your cunt as Bada stayed sucking and working on you just to catch your high.

“Fuck,I missed how you tasted.” Bada said as she sat back next to you. “I missed how you ate me.” You said with your head still rolled back,unexpectedly making the both of you laugh.

You’ve missed this,the moments where you were focused on just loving your partner,your significant other,your one and only,the person who has always been by your side and for all of those wonderful memories you wanted to repay her,so why not ride her?

You straddled the other,making her give out a surprised yet shocked expression on her face. “You said I’d ride you,isn’t that right?” You said looking straight into her eyes as you pulled down her pants. “Who said I was stopping you? Go on.” Bada replied as she bit her lip.Her cock sprung out as soon as you removed her clothing,making you need her more.

You positioned yourself above her dick and lowered yourself onto it.You eyes rolled back at the satisfaction,finally you have her thick cock inside of you.You then began to bounce up and down on her and her hands almost immediately clung onto your hips to control your movements.

“You like that? You like how my dick destroys your tight little pussy?” Bada said,almost out of breath because of how much action there was going on.All you could do was nod and of course she took that as a yes. “I know you do,baby.” She cooed and her thrusts became sloppier by the minute.Soon after,both of you came at the same time,and you both came hard.

Your head fell onto her chest that was rising up and down.You looked up at her only for her to already be looking down at you. “Thank you Bada,I really needed this.” You said,and it was true,you needed this so bad you didn’t know if you could live without it. “No problem princess,I hope you liked the surprise.”

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[bagopucks]

T. Zegras - Stand By Me

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Trevor Zegras x Reader, platonic Jamie involved in one bit.

Requested✨

Word Count: 2.2k

Warning(s); general angst, the reader has an auto immune disease called lupus, one mention of blood, sorta-kinda-maybe smut if you squint.. but like.. not really.

I did some research, but because I didn’t want to cross any boundaries and be too wrong, I didn’t go into much depth over anything. I listened to too much Billy Joel while writing this. I’ve decided Billy Joel love ballads go well with Trev.

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Trevor Zegras as the world knew him:

The aggressive, egotistical, hotshot hockey player. Rough and tumble, always mouthy. The loud, constantly moving, big expressions and huge personality kind of guy.

Trevor as I knew him:

A kind, gentle, considerate boy. Who made sure he set my pill organizer out for me every morning before he went to practice. Who made sure we were always stocked up on prescribed lotions and ice packs. And would spring up from the couch at the first sign of a fever. And learned how to cook on nights when I was in so much pain I could hardly move.

It took forever to get officially diagnosed with lupus. Trevor had been there from the beginning, when symptoms first began. At first, we hadn’t thought much of it. I passed off body aches for period or ovulation issues. I assumed the rashes were allergic reactions, and the fevers were just random waves of California heat. We had been oblivious. When things got worse, I began seeing a doctor.

Test after test had been run through. I was prescribed various medications, some of which helped and others didn’t. But the ones that did help, never lasted long. Eventually, it got to the point that Trevor feared leaving me home alone. Especially on the days he would wake up, and I would be unable to pull myself out of bed. I hated it. He hated it. We feared the unknown.

As much as it overwhelmed me, I knew it overwhelmed Trevor too. All the road trips, calling me, feeling horrible for leaving and saying how he wanted me to call somebody at home if I needed them. He was scared, but it was knowing he wasn’t in control that freaked him out. I assumed that’s why he became so observant and vigilant when we finally did get a diagnosis. Because at last, he could control things. Not everything, but some things.

Trevor hadn’t been home the day I got the diagnosis from my doctor, but it gave me time to really figure things out on my own. I knew little about the autoimmune disease, and as much as I loved Trevor, I knew his endless questions would only overwhelm me more than this new information already did. So I did my own research, allowed myself time to process and cry. Come to terms, and eventually begin working on a game plan for myself.

When Trevor did come home, it was a process of sitting him down on the couch and talking him through it all with everything organized on my laptop. Trevor tried so hard to understand, but I knew it would be a lot of trial and visual learning for him. And I had been right.

“So.. so, this is what you have?” He pointed to the computer screen. I nodded. “And.. it’s permanent?”

“Yeah, babe.” Trevor nodded. He tried to understand. What did autoimmune mean? What was Lupus? Why did it have to have so many big words attached to it?

“So.. where does all the treatment start?”

“Do you have to take medicines?”

“Are you gonna be okay?”

“We can still be together, right?”

“This is a lot.”

I answered most of the questions, at least the ones I knew answers to. The others I promised to answer when I knew what to say.

Trevor got so tense with himself when he was home. We used to be a pretty rambunctious couple, but after I got prescribed blood thinners, and the body aches got worse, a lot of that changed. Trevor became far more timid around me, and at first he was as gentle as a toddler when touching a newborn baby. I helped set the pace for what was okay and what wasn’t.

“T, lemme see that ribbon.” I reached across the living room floor. I tried to snatch up the red ribbon before his hand flew out to take it.

“Let me curl the ribbon.” Something I had always done during Christmases. But it involved open scissors.

“Trevor, it’s fine…”

“Yeah but.. what if you cut yourself? Just teach me how to do it.”

Outside and inside of the bedroom, we set paces together.

“Should I- maybe…” Trevor shifted, causing me to groan. Worst time to ask questions is when you’re already in somebody.

“Trevor.. you don’t have to be so gentle.” I reached up to rest a hand on his forearm. “Why don’t I take the lead this time?” He relented and turned us over. He feared hurting me even when he didn’t do much.

“I’ll be fine, okay? Just pay attention. I promise I’ll tell you if it ever hurts, or if something is wrong.”

I’d always told Trevor that he did extremely well, but he wasn’t perfect. I didn’t expect him to be. And accidents happened.

“Babe?” Sometimes the rashes simply broke out over night.

“Trevor, Shh.” I tried to roll away from him, but when his fingers ghosted over the irritated skin on my face, I gasped at the feeling.

“Fuck- T!” I scolded, my eyes opened immediately.

He hated when he felt like he messed up. I hated when I scolded him for things he didn’t mean to do.

“…I told Jamie you weren’t feeling good anyway, so he went out without us.” Trevor had been rambling for a while, both of us in the bathroom doing our own thing. He was busy grabbing an extra roll of paper towels from the cabinet under the sink. I was trying to brush my teeth. I attempted to step out of the way when Trevor harshly pushed the cabinet door shut, but the corner skinned my calf anyway. I gasped, and managed to choke on toothpaste in the process.

“Oh shit! I’m so sorry!” Trevor was frantic all evening over my leg, apologizing over and over. After we got the arguably minimal amount of bleeding to stop, he still peeled back the bandages every so often to make sure everything was okay. I had to tell Trevor we were wasting bandaids.

The days when I felt absolutely disgusted with myself were the worst. I hadn’t lost all my hair, but it certainly thinned. And I hated looking in mirrors when my rashes got so bad that my skin would crack and bleed. Showers became hell. Trevor started to take them with me more often.

“It’s okay, baby.” He ran his hands through my hair, never commenting on the tiny strands that would remain on his hands long after he pulled them away. I stood tucked into his chest, arms folded up between us, fully enveloped by him.

My flawless boyfriend.

“I know it irritates.” Washing my body was the hardest on days when the rashes were all over. The dry skin never took well to the water, even if it provided a momentary relief.

There were days Trevor wouldn’t even bother with a washcloth. He would put the body wash on his hands and run them over my body from top to bottom. It made me cry. I would never understand how one emotion caused him to completely shift his personality around me.

Love was a powerful feeling, I suppose.

Love turned Trevor from a rambunctious loud, abrasive guy. Into a completely devoted and caring man. A gentle, expressive, and considerate man.

“We’re almost done,” he whispered as he ran his hands down my legs, kissing the patchy skin on my calves and ankles. I found the rashes were always the worst on my ankles after I wore shoes for long periods of time. The tongues of said shoes always rubbed my skin uncomfortably. I had to buy longer socks to help with that.

After Trevor finished lathering my body in wash, he’d trail his hands back up and all over. Sometimes I was lucky enough to sit on the lip of the tub while he shaved my legs. Times when my body hurt too bad to stand very long, or even bend over, he offered to help. Those moments he often found it easiest to make jokes and cheer me up.

“Haven’t mowed the lawn in a long time, eh?” He mumbled with a cheeky grin as he knelt in front of me, pulling my foot up onto his thigh while the other hand reached for my shaving cream. I giggled and ruffled his wet hair. Sometimes I found his comments embarrassing, but he was a guy. He was bound to find the weirdest statements amusing.

“I love you so much, T.” I whispered while his nose was scrunched and his brow was furrowed, face inches from my knee as he tried hard not to cut it with the razor. Hands that used to pinch and gently smack me when he was teasing or play fighting. Hands that used to throw me around like a rag doll after I challenged him to a wrestling match, now so light and tender. Like I was fine china.

Trevor also learned that dab-drying worked better for my skin than rubbing the towel all over my body after showers. It got the job of drying done, but it was far easier on my body.

I loved the tactic, but what I loved even more was the little sounds he’d make while he did it. They always made me laugh. Trevor always found a way to make our abnormal routines funny or cute. He always wanted to distract me from the fact that our lives were different.

After he’d finish drying my body, he’d whisk me away into the bedroom and how I felt usually dictated what we did next.

If I was tired, we’d take a nap. In pain, he’d give me one hell of a massage. The occasions I ended up horny? Trevor fixed that too.

And through Trevor’s learning, Jamie picked up on things too. When Trevor was on road trips and I was stuck with Jame, I learned I could lean on him. He was always one call away when I needed him. Even if it meant yelling across the house.

“Jamie!”

“I’m coming!” His thudding and rushed footsteps always endeared me.

“Hey!”

At times he’d find me on the floor.

“Hey, what happened?” He rushed to my side, helped me up slowly, and assured himself that I wasn’t injured.

“Guess I just can’t walk today…” I mumbled, embarrassed. The joint pain was always the worst to handle when I needed to be active.

“Alright.. what do you need to me to do?”

I found that Jamie was still on the ‘what do you needs?’ While Trevor already knew seconds in advance. And Trevor was far more confident with my illness than Jamie was.

He’d often text Trevor on my bad days to let him know. He’d also sit with me on the couch, never too touchy, not wanting to cross any lines. But when we’d sit at opposite ends -watching anything on the tv- occasionally, he’d pull my feet into his lap and gently rub them or my legs.

When Trevor would return from those long road trips, he’d always see me and tend to my needs and profess his love, before asking if I needed new pills, or if I needed him to stop by the store for anything. He’d been a domestic disaster before I got my diagnosis. Now, he was one of the most domestic guys I knew.

“This is it? Everything on this list?”

“All the groceries we need for the week. Yup.”

“Okay.. did you ask Jamie if he wanted anything?” I smiled and nodded. We were always taking care of Jamie.

“The store bought cookies are for him. And the purple Gatorade.”

“Okay. I’ll be back. Then I’m making dinner.”

Those words brought a huge smile to my face.

“Can’t wait, Trev.”

Sometimes I would go with him, but only on days when I felt on top of the world. Usually I tried to spend those days going out, but Trevor was always afraid I’d overdo it.

On those good days when he turned out to be right, he never told me so, or shook his head or laughed at me. He’d simply welcome me home with open arms and a sympathetic expression. Because he knew how much I missed my normality. How much I missed my old life.

And often times when I dwelled too much on that, he was always there.

“You’re beautiful. And I love you so much. And I’m happy with where we are right now. I’m happy to look after you, and love on you, and I’m happy you let me stand by you.”

His confessions were often spoken whispers in the darkness of our bedroom at night. Or on the rooftop. He hated when I went up there alone, but he still found me there from time to time.

He sat behind me, pulled me against his back between his legs, and wrapped his arms around me.

“We’re doing this together. I’ve been here from day one, and I’m not leaving now. I’m already in too deep.” He smiled. His breathy laugh would make me giggle.

“I’ve already seen too much.” He added with a playful touch of horror in his tone. I reached behind myself to slap his chest. I knew he was genuine. I knew he loved me. And I hoped he would never leave me. He always told me he was there until our last days on this earth. Until we both ceased to exist.

“I promise I’m sticking around. Me and Jambo. But mostly me.”

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[dc418writes]

•Daddy Dare Care•

✨Pairing✨: mechanic!Ari Levinsonxblack!reader

Summary🪄 : Ari’s bright idea to stay with the girls to give you a break may not go as smoothly as he thought (Operation: Rekindle addition)

⚠️: dad!Ari (truly a menace Lol), all fluff💕

A/N🎙️: Just something short and sweet. It started out a bit self indulgent since it was my birthday on April 18th☺️, but since that has definitely passed and it switched to Mother’s Day (which also has since passed🫠 lol). Either way, we now have a change in celebrations! Hope you guys like it! *If I can push myself, I have 2 other belated bday/self indulgent fics I want to put out but we’ll see!*

*DISCLAIMER!*: Although collage was made by me, I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of any pictures used as they were all found on Pinterest

“Ari, you sure you’re gonna be okay?,” you ask in a hushed whisper daring not to wake your sleeping twins. As angelic as they looked at this moment in their matching bassinets, long lashes resting peacefully against their cheeks, you wouldn’t believe they were screaming like mad men an hour before.

Aliana was hungry, but wouldn’t take your breast milk from the bottle her father so nicely warmed for her. She wanted it from the source, which wouldn’t have been an issue if her sister Brynn wasn’t so keen on staying attached to you today.

So unsurprisingly, she wasn’t happy when you and Ari had to trade.

And sensing her sister wasn’t happy, Aliana therefore would not feed and instead cried in solidarity with her sister.

Like she’s done pretty much every other day since you’ve moved in, Mrs. Holloway shuffled her way across the hall knocking on your door to check on your little family and make sure everything was fine after over 15 minutes of wailing. Although a very sweet gesture, you really weren’t in the mood for her “what I used to do is…” at that current moment.

“I probably shouldn’t even be-,”

“Y/N it’s Mother’s Day. You deserve to get out the house and have a break,” Ari responds. “Go and have fun, we’ll be good.”

You honestly felt guilty how much you longed for more than the monotonous cycle that was your life these past months. Not a complete change, just a little twist in the routine if you will

Seeing your friends going out for dinner and on trips made you miss your college days of exploring the city or those around. Not caring about what time you came back because you only had yourself to worry about.

Yes you knew you needed a break - your doctor and the girls’ pediatrician always emphasized that during your respective appointments - but you honestly felt like you didn’t deserve it. As your mother said when you announced your pregnancy, “Say goodbye to whatever you consider fun and the life you had before. It’s now solely about those two until they’re good and grown. Heck even past that really.”

By the time you realize you’re crying, Ari’s already wiping away the lone tear with his thumb sweetly smiling at you as he caresses your cheeks.

“Baby I know it’s hard, but this is good for you. It’s okay to have a life outside of our girls.”

“Is it though?,” you whisper. “What if 20 or so years from now they need therapy because I wasn’t there?”

“…Well seeing that they’re infants, I doubt they’ll even remember this,” Ari lightly chuckles successfully making you smile - even if for only a few seconds. “Plus it’s only a few hours sweetheart. It’s not like you’re leaving for good. At least I hope not.”

His feigned suspicion and playful, narrowed eyes make you giggle as you lightly shake your head. “I’ll admit that was a bit dramatic.”

“But it’s just you being a concerned mama, which I understand.”

There he was being that grounding force you always needed. Helping quiet the noise from your brain to bring you a step closer to peace.

His warm palms still on your cheeks as you gazed into his eyes, you were happy to have him back - unfortunately only just for a short amount of time.

Ultimately, he was your center and from his absence you learned without him everything was off.

Unknown to you, he felt the same way of your presence. During your time apart, he honestly thought he wouldn’t make it how his body seemed to crave more than your touch. To hear your footsteps coming down the hall. Feel you under the same roof even if you weren’t in the same room.

Your buzzing phone signals your best friend’s arrival outside making you both separate - and further miss having such an intimate moment with each other again.

“If you need anything please call. Don’t try to struggle through so I don’t worry.”

“I will.” Ari’s hands on your hip and lower back gently move you towards the door not giving you a chance to possibly change your mind. “And you try to have fun. I don’t even want you thinking about us until you get back. Okay?”

“Kay,” you sigh stealing one last look at your beautiful girls. “I’ll see you guys later.”

“Just be sure to call when you’re on the way so we can kick everyone out and have everything cleaned up from the party.”

“Very funny.” His lips on your forehead smooth away your worry lines; instead replacing them with a flush of heat and a soft smile.

Instinctively, he wanted to lean down and meet your lips as well but he somehow restrains himself. Flashing his adorable tilted smile as a last assurance everything would be fine before you’re out the door walking down the steps to your friend’s Lexus. After a final wave, you’re both gone and he’s left with the quiet apartment and two sleeping babies.

Definitely not secretly worried himself as he sits on the couch with both bassinets in front of him. His girls and the tv in perfect view.

“Alright ladies, looks like it’s just us,” he quietly speaks to no one in particular. “So far so good right? Yea I think so too.”

As if sensing her father’s anxiety and mother’s absence, Brynn begins to wiggle and whimper as she typically did before having a full fussy meltdown. Luckily he’s able to get her before she could wake up Ali. Gently holding her close to his chest as he slowly rocks back and forth quietly shushing her.

“Hey it’s okay, I’m here babygirl. Nothing to worry about we’re alright.” In a matter of seconds she’s back to sleep and Ari’s smiling to himself comfortably sitting back against the soft, decorative pillows.

What was he nervous for? He had everything completely under control and these next few hours would easily fly by.

Or so he thought.

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A couple hours later and his little angels were wide awake loudly broadcasting their requests for new diapers through their tears.

“I know sweetheart, I know. Daddy only has two hands though, so he’s working as fast as he can,” he responds in a sing-song tone to Aliana using one hand to try and tickle her cries away while the other steadies her squirmy sister.

He never really realized how long this takes not having any help.

Now they sat, relatively calm, in their high chairs watching as Ari opened their containers of food to place on the small plates in front of them.

“Okay my loves, dinner is served.”

With a fist full of smushed peas and carrots, the nine-month olds each inspect their hands before deciding they’d rather not.

“What’s wrong? You guys love this.”

Brynn just smashes more veggies between her fingers while Ali fiddles with the side of her chair as if trying to let herself down.

“Cmon girls you gotta eat,” Ari states grabbing two plastic spoons in each hand. Expertly, he’s able to get something on each one before holding it up to the twin’s mouths. Ali whines moving her head away, and Brynn smacks the utensil from his hand finding it quite hilarious when it drops to the floor.

“Alright, if you don’t want that let’s try this then.”

With the clean spoon, he digs into the clear baby food container before holding the yellowish goop to Brynn’s lips letting her taste. Smacking her lips once, her face contorts in disgust as she holds her tongue out not wanting anymore of whatever that was.

Ali does the same with the addition of smearing the remaining food from her lips to her cheeks and nose.

“It’s chicken and rice guys, I know it can’t be that bad. Here, watch dada.”

Getting a healthy spoonful for himself, he quickly realizes that probably wasn’t the best idea once it settles into his tastebuds.

Whatever this was definitely did not taste like the chicken and rice he was used to. And why did it almost taste like medicine?

He’s quick to spit it back into the jar gagging and frantically searching for a napkin to wipe the remaining residue from his tongue. His two angels giggling the entire time enjoying the impromptu show from their father.

“Glad my pain could make you laugh,” he shakes his head sliding the terrible chicken and rice to the side so he’d remember to throw it away later - and any other food from that brand.

Sighing, he journeys back to the fridge wondering what could work for his extremely picky girls as his oceanic blues scan along the shelves.

“Well since those two were a no, maybe we’ll have better luck with this.”

He takes one small container of strawberry yogurt and scoops the pink substance on one mini placemat before taking another to do the same on the next.

Just as they did with the peas, the yogurt oozes between their fingers then is brought to their mouths where they seem to enjoy the cold treat.

They reach for more practically sticking their entire hands in their mouths trying to eat as much as they could. He even hears a “mm” come from Brynn while Ali gnaws on both hands with that adorable dimpled smile.

“You like it girls?,” Ari asks chuckling at his messy little ones who’d definitely need a bath when they were done. “Don’t worry we got plenty more.”

~

Returning to your apartment, you’re a bit nervous as to what you’d find on the other side of the door not hearing anything from Ari since you left.

Everything seems okay though, seeing the pristine kitchen and dishes drying on the pad next to the sink.

As you step further into the living room, the only noise is some colorful cartoon character running across the tv screen while Ari snoozes with his head on the couch’s armrest. He must really be exhausted how his mouth is parted letting his snores freely escape to the open air. There’s even a bit of drool glistening in the corner of his mouth.

And you’d still gladly give him another child if he asked.

Perching on the edge of the cushion, you turn to run your thumb over his thick brow while gently calling out his name until he’s shifting and mumbling. “Ari, I’m back.”

One eye squinted, he tiredly smiles as he stretches his limbs - and you try to hold yourself together watching his muscles flex under the black Nirvana graphic tee. You shyly turn away, busying yourself with one of the girl’s rattles once his tummy pokes out along with a bit of his happy trail.

“Back already?,” he asks with a yawn.

“Ari it’s almost eight,” you softly chuckle as he looks towards the window to find it completely dark outside. A short “hm” rumbling in his chest as he sits up.

“I was out longer than I thought then.”

“How was everything? Were they fussy when I left?”

“It was good,” he smiles instantly making your own form. “And no, they actually stayed asleep for a couple hours before they woke up. Then had diaper changes, ate, and played until they got tired. Before you ask, yes I took plenty of pictures.”

He chuckles at the way you giddily bounce as he hands his phone over. The screen already showing a photo of your babies with messy faces and hands as they ate their yogurt. How did they always manage to get it in their hair?

“How was your girl’s day?”

“Pretty good. We went to that new little area, Midtown. They have some cute shops and things so we stayed there, talked and ate.”

“And see? Everyone’s fine, no one in any emotional distress,” he adds nudging your side and making you roll your eyes.

“I know I know, the world didn’t end,” you giggle standing as you hand his phone back - trying to ignore those fuzzy feelings in your stomach for the second time today when his hand touches yours. “I’m uh gonna go peek in on them before getting ready for bed.”

“Okay, just uh let me know when your done so I can change and everything.”

It’s been months, and it’s still taking time for both of you to get used to the new arrangements of your “separation���. At least once a day Ari had to remind himself how it was your bedroom now. How he was basically the guest in your home.

You, on the other hand, would never get used to the cold bed though having had your own personal heater for years.

Secretly, you didn’t wash the pillowcase from his side for the longest not wanting to get rid of his smell. The last remnant of his former presence in your little apartment.

Nodding your head, your sandals dully flap against the carpet as you make your way to your girls. More than ready to attack those chubby cheeks with kisses and nibble on fingers/toes if you could. However stepping foot in the door, that excitement soon turns into dread.

“Um Ari,” you sweetly call over your shoulder, “come here please.”

In seconds, he’s by your side still yawning the residual sleep from his body.

“What’s-,” his words catch in his throat as the horrendous scent finally touches his nostrils. “What died?!”

In their crib, Brynn and Aliana sat quietly covered in green, pasty poop that seemed to have run from their diapers out onto their starry mattress cover.

More specifically, Brynn sat squeezing poop in her fists while Ali lied on her back staring at the ceiling as if saying, “why me?”

“Exactly how much yogurt did you give them?”

“…Two.”

“Two?!”

“A-and a half,” he adds nervously scratching the back of his neck.

“Ari!,” you whine with hands on your hips. “The girls don’t do well with lots of dairy or sugar. It’s why we have the ‘only one’ limit.”

“But they really liked it! You should’ve seen how cute they were doing that excited shake thing. Plus they wouldn’t eat anything else I tried to give them,” he explains hoping to make it to the twins first birthday.

Sighing, you kick off your shoes before leaning down to pick up Ali being careful to not get any feces on you. “Let’s get you cleaned up my love. Can you get B please?”

Hesitantly, Ari reaches over the wooden railing to get his daughter trying to control his gags as she joyfully reaches out wanting to be held closer. “Please tell me you didn’t try to eat it.”

~

“Sorry I messed up,” Ari whispers as the four of you lie in bed. The girls, now freshly cleaned and in new onesies, each on their stomachs gently breathing. “Now you’re never gonna want to leave again.”

“It’s okay Ari, it was an accident. Need I remind you of the trip to your mom’s?,” you both chuckle.

“I just don’t want you worrying every time you step out the door.”

“That’s gonna happen no matter what. I love you guys and don’t want anything to happen.”

That innocent admission had a bright gleam forming in Ari’s eyes and a warmth blooming over his body. He tried ducking his face deeper into the pillow, but that smile was hard to hide.

“Thank you for everything today. I feel like I don’t say it much, but I appreciate all you do for us.”

Luckily his blush was easier to conceal from how dim the room was. “Anything for my girls.”

[m1stycl0udz]

hewwo internet !! i meant 2 make an intro post 4ever ago T.T

the names i go by are Astro (inspired by my childhood hyperfixation on astronomy), Ray(cuz of Ray Toro; lead guitarist of mcr), & Ash (did pup chose it cuz of Ashnikko?! or cuz itz a cool gender neutral name!?)

i am 5teen yrz old (a minor)

🏳️‍⚧️ transmasc nonbinary. for me, this means i feel gender fluidity between boy and lack of gender. prnz i go by are he/they/xe/it/star/pup (≧ω≦)★

im a furry, kemonomimi, and pet regressor (all r dog related, hence why i use pup/pups/pupself prnz) 🐾

i hav a typing quirk incase u cnt tell (i can type normal if needed)

tags i use

♯ m1stycl0udz ⇒ my user, posts related to me

♯ astro’s rants ⇒ posts where i rant

media i like:

my little pony

needy streamer overload

doki doki literature club

lucky star

death note

madoka magica

super sonico

project sekai

young sheldon

artists + bands i like:

my chemical romance

pierce the veil

green day

fall out boy

kittie

slipknot

type o negative

scary bitches

jazmin bean

100 gecs

mailpup

penelope scott

ennaria

ashnikko

pastel ghost

crystal castles

strawberry switchblade

babymetal

baby bugs

marina

mitski

will wood

hole

dazey and the scouts

kikuo

characters i kin:

Pinkie Pie (mlp) 🧁🍬

Fluttershy (mlp) 🦋🌸

Twilight Sparkle (mlp) ���✨

Konata Izumi (lucky star) 🍀⭐️

K-Angel \ Ame-chan (needy streamer overload) 💻👾

Cinamoroll (sanrio) 🐶🩵

Sayori (ddlc) 📚♥️

Nicole (class of 09)

alt subcultures im into

goth (i <3 cybergoth & pastel goth)

punk

grunge a little bit??

emo

scene

decora kei

gyaru

yami kawaii

jirai kei (fashion & lifestyle jirais r welcome on here)

dni list 🏚️

basic dni (pedos, homophobes, racist, ableist, sexist, xenophobic)

over 18

younger than 12

always playing victim of situations u created

promoting destructive behavior to others

intentionally ghost/abandon ppl without reasoning

calling new members to a subculture “posers”

fast fashion (shein, temu, romwe, etc) defenders

isreal supporters

trump\elon supporters

invalidating ppl for their mental health struggles (i.e. “others have it worse” “you’re faking it for attention” “just be normal”)

bodyshaming (meanspo & fatspo accounts dni)

(mention of $h & £d below)

mental health stuff !..

i have autism, adhd, anxiety, seasonal depression, anger, attachment & abandonment issues

i have restrictive eating habits.. i don’t post much ED related content cuz i don’t wanna trigger anyone :/

i struggled with self harm in June-October 2024, i quit in November (3 months clean holy shit)

stampiez n gifs (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[aghostnamedcalamity]

Hey-hey! ✨ I read your fic The Sleep That You've Craved and it's super cool! Do you plan to develop that story in more fics? :3 For example, to tell more about the times when Mordecai got together with Millicent?

(we need MOAR :D)

Helloooo thanks so much!! Sorry for the long wait, I was hoping to draw something for this but life got in the way!

Anyways, I currently don’t have any plans to work on it, but definitely think it needs a prequel at some point!! Maybe in the future. I’d love to show how Mordecai’s relationships with Joey and Millicent started as well as his initial reactions to a tiny baby.

Millicent was just a showgirl who took a liking to picking on Mordecai since he was a male in the industry who showed very little interest in getting to know her and she was used to getting that type of attention (she’s a bit of a selfish brat). I (personally) perceive Mordecai as aroace. But out of poor judgment one day, a little bit of alcohol, and just a bit of curiosity about what all the fuss is about from Mordecai’s end, they end up with Benjamin. Neither party was thrilled. Millicent kept him for his first two months of life before dumping him on Mordecai and heading out to Hollywood to try and become famous. Mordecai was initially going to put him on the orphan trains that ran out west but was looking at his options.

This is where Joey comes in!!!. Joey ended up working some shifts at Marigold after Gracie’s small establishment went under after his sudden disappearance. Joey remembered Mordecai and thought he looked super cool and that Mordecai could probably get a lot of girls (little did he know). Joey also lacks the self preservation skills to stay away from dangerous people so he kept nagging and nagging Mordecai until he managed to worm his way into a section of his life. Then, Joey left bartending behind after a raid shook him up real good. So he was jobless for a bit and kept bothering Mordecai to let him borrow money. Being in debt to Mordecai, Mordecai made him watch Benjamin until he could find a good solution to his problem as repayment for the money Joey owed him.

One thing led to another and Benjamin ends up staying longer than planned and Mordecai gets attached to him after a while, though he will never admit it. So Millicent is technically not a part of their lives (which Mordecai is very grateful for but Benjamin resents). She comes back into Benjamin’s life when he’s 16 and there’s a lot of unresolved issues between them because of the absence but she will unfortunately pass away from lung cancer around the time he turns 18. It was sadly very common for showgirls at the time due to constant second hand smoke exposure. She never really reached the level of stardom she was seeking in her youth, but she did manage to create somewhat of a more positive relationship with her son near the end and Benjamin visits where she’s resting very often to leave fresh flowers.

Super super long answer but I hope this helps tie some loose ends in my story just in case I never get around to continuing it!! Thanks so much for taking the time to read my work, heldiggy!! 💕

[scarluxia]

alright, i'm taking to The Tumblr for this just to get some thoughts and feelings out. I've written in my diary and bitched to friends ad nauseum about this but... And I'm not censoring my fucking thoughts so if this comes off ✨problematic✨, fucking touch grass and cope.

So I had this friend since 2016, and I mean, sure, there were some red flags in hindsight in our interactions. Going back and reading our old conversations, she's extremely self-involved and seems more interested in appearing concerned than actually helping someone's emotional situation improve, and then she fuckin pats herself on the back for her Cracker Jack wisdom. But we became buddies and she made me some edits for one of my old accounts and that was nice.

2017 I had all this drama with guys who, essentially, I'd start dating them, I'd get attached, and they'd ghost me. She was THERE seeing all my fuckin post about what neglect, ghosting, and abandonment did to me and all the shit from my past it brought up to the forefront. That's relevant later.

2018 we have a few fandoms and boy-crushes in common. She knows about some specific *cough* issues I have and recommends me a fic for a ship that 50/50 would have that dynamic. The fic was absolutely terrible and I told her straight-up "I'm never reading anything you recommend me ever again", to her confusion. When asked, I explained what I didn't like about it and she acted all confused, but I figured she wasn't smart enough to get it at my level and I didn't feel like delving into a big conv about it.

2019 (?) this show comes out that's diametrically opposed to my religion and she B E G S me to watch it so I can RP one of the main boys for her. I explained more than once that it was against my religion and seemed too dark for me anyway, to which she replied (gleeful) "It gets SO MUCH DARKER AND COOLER later!" Yeah I dropped the subject again because it's not worth getting mad enough to smash her ✨oblivious✨ head in with a mallet, whatever.

2020 we've both got new babies and I'm quietly comparing and contrasting our parenting styles. Can't remember if it's here or next year when I video call her for the first time freaking out about how to calm down my baby when my husband's out of the house. (Spoilers: Newborns hate EVERYTHING and everything makes them cry. For anyone who needs to see it, you're not a bad parent if your baby bursts into tears at the drop of a hat. They're also highly empathetic so your stress makes them even MORE stressed, which is great for those of us with pre-existing emotional dysregulation, amirite?)

2021 I'm browsing for shows to watch and ooh, this one looks interesting! The title is something I've been called and the premise is something I would totally do if I had the resources! So I start watching it and it's like the perfect mix of hilarious, cringey, relatable, and schadenfreude. Also, it's a musical. So anyway there's this guy who shows up in a few episodes who is EVERYTHING. He's sweet-natured, out-of-touch in that he does things that would be scary out-of-context but he means them in a nice way, BUILT AF, successful, with a great smile and dimples, and his actor just radiates this wholesome energy. He's so much fun to watch and I immediately PM my friend and say, "You've got to watch this show with me, you're gonna love this character." I also vent to anyone who will listen (and catch some heat for it in the fan groups because WAAAH PROBLEMAAATIC) about how the main girl did him dirty, took advantage of his kindness, led him on, etc. And like I predicted, she absolutely fell in love with this character as much as I did.

So we started writing together. We'd had a few casual threads here and there with our OC's and we knew a couple friends in common but I'd never really been invested in anything. This, I was HARDCORE into. We were gonna write a fanfic and it was gonna turn into a book and I was just so excited! Yeah problem was, now I felt obligated to watch the show she had wanted me to watch back in 2019, like a... you scratch my back, I scratch yours. Anyway, yeah so, not to suck my own dick but the ship from MY show would actually work with a little bit of work. The ship she proposed from HER show? uhhhh would not work with the OC she chose; it's completely OOC for the guy she wanted me to play to show any kind of interest in that OC. But I figure, you know what, she's being nice and letting me drag her into this fandom so I'll be nice and not play her dream boy as the misogynistic prick he is in canon.

Then my characters sort into dynamics that intrigue me from a psychological perspective. I'm not sure how much of it I let happen and how much of it I made happen, if that makes sense to fellow writers. Like ok, character A on my side attacks character B for power reasons. Character B has displayed masochistic tendencies in canon, both physically and emotionally, and he gets bodied more than once so ykw I figure he's into it. Problem is, my Character A is shipped with her Character Z, and Character Z doesn't like it.

even though canonically, character Z would totally be down for a devil's threesome.

but WHATEVER, so, her reaction is confusing to me, and I try to explain Character A's point of view, like, now that he's inadvertently got Character B in love with him, he can't just abandon Character B, because he knows firsthand what that psychological damage does (psst: Character Z did similar to character A in canon). And Character Z's reaction is basically, "But you're not responsible for the feelings of those around you." Which fucking BAFFLED ME.

So naturally our minds being so different led to some conflicts that we did manage to sort out in side-chat/DMs. Then we started bantering in DMs alongside the main RPs that were happening. Enter the next problem: her OC for Verse 2. This chick has

☑ a dead mother

☑ an abusive father

☑ a kid brother on behalf of whom she takes extra beatings from their dad

☑ purity culture taken to its logical extreme-- she's not just a virgin at the tender age of 24, she's a SUPER VIRGIN!

☑ her family's been exiled from various different states due to her father's misuse of power

☑ EXTREME UNTAPPED POTENTIAL in a type of magic uncommon to canon!

☑ a crush on the canon her admin wants me to play (who's her married professor expecting children btw)

☑ the jealousy of all her classmates for... no known reason!

☑ a ZOMG WORST ENEMY (also an OC) who shows up in like two seconds

My sister and editor doesn't like the term "Mary Sue", but like... if you've got another succinct way to describe this chick, be my fuckin guest. In the main RP she actually wasn't too bad, but dear GOD, the fucking SIDE CHATS! You couldn't throw a spitball without hitting one of her shills! This rubbed one of my characters-- let's call him Character N, who was shipped to one of her characters-- let's call him Character G-- the wrong way when G was paying unwarranted attention to MS. And when I say "unwarranted", I mean both "What she was doing wasn't worth the OOH'S and AHH'S," and "Canonically, G would literally catch a grenade for N, and wouldn't even THINK of ignoring him in favor of anyone else."

I tried, both in and out of character, to explain what was so fucking annoying about MS, and her admin's response was basically just refusing to get it. At one point there was a conversation between our characters that went something like:

"I don't understand why you hate her so much!"

"UGH I've explained this fifty fucking times. I'm not getting into it with you again because you refuse to fucking OPEN YOUR GODDAMN EARS AND LISTEN."

"See, you can't even come up with a reason!"

But I mean, I was emotionally invested in continuing my verse's RP and she was emotionally invested in continuing her verse's RP so I did my best to just talk to her person-to-person and say, "Listen, this here is a problem for me so how do we deal with it?" Nowadays I don't know why I fucking bothered. Anyway, that conv was in September or so and we were still going pretty strong for a while!

November/December I noticed she was tapering off more. Things kept coming up. They sounded plausible and innocuous at first like "oh my friends kidnapped me to go kayaking" or like "it's really hard to get my son to sleep so i have to go for the rest of the night." I tried not to let it get to me because everyone gets busy, but then I noticed there was a new person she was writing with during the times she claimed she was too busy to talk to me. You know, rather than saying, "Sorry, I'm caught up in this plotline with so-and-so and I'm going to have to put our project on hold for a little while, but feel free to continue it without me," like a fucking adult.

So mental health things started happening with me. Extreme depression, thrill-seeking, taking more of prescriptions than I was supposed to or like multiple downers at a time that I wasn't supposed to mix. She performed concern but looking back, I doubt she actually felt it.

So the person she was chatting with had a screen name that's indicative of one of my lifelong special interests and I thought, "You know, this person seems actually really cool." So I add and start chatting. At the time I thought "him" and this person's pronoun-neutral so that's what I'ma go with. He actually is super fucking awesome. His characters are intricate; he's so creative with backstory; bantering with him, whether or not I know the fandom, is an absolute joy. We're among each other's best friends to this day. Anyway so at first, yeah, we're all bantering and it's chill. Friend 1 suggests a group chat for banter and things. Friend 2 and I have amazing writing chem and bounce off each other sooo fuckin easily, like, there's one ship he actually warned me against because my favorite OC is the opposite of his canon's type... but they actually ended up having great chemistry AND he (admin) helped me figure out how to get his character's attention!

Friend 1 was... weird... about it, like, I remember thinking at the time that she gave off the vibe of a tagalong trying too hard to be one of the cool kids, butting into threads on main that she had no business butting into. At the time I also judged Friend 2 for not asking her to stay out of threads she wasn't tagged in, but present-day I understand that Friend 2 doesn't like conflict or pushing people away & didn't want to get in the middle of things he believed were going on between Friend 1 and me. We both got frustrated and irritated with her and vented privately to each other about things we'd noticed-- first with her characters and then with her as a person.

It was... a while... before Friend 2 told me that Friend 1 had warned him off me. Friend 2 was skeptical of me as a person because he was told that I was clingy, pushy, this-and-that. Which is weird to me because I had asked Friend 1 in the past, before meeting Friend 2, "Am I being too much? I'm sorry to push you on this thread, is this okay?" Like I constantly checked in to make sure I wasn't pushing any real-life boundaries. So for her to say that about me was really disingenuous.

Then I think Friend 2 started noticing Friend 1 had gone off him a bit in favor of another new shiny. I don't remember if this came up before or after the Big Fight, but Friend 2 brought up an excuse Friend 1 had made that didn't match up with either something Friend 1 had told me or something we saw her posting about. Anyway that sparked a whole new series of conversations between Friend 2 and me.

February 2, 2022. I'd started getting fed up with Friend 1's transparent excuses and neglect. I'd started being a bit more passive-aggressive than I really should be and she got super butthurt over things that plausibly could have been about someone else because she knew what she was doing; she was just mad about me """retaliating""" or whatever. She went on this fuckin rant out of ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE, calling my OC a Mary Sue, calling me a hypocrite, saying she's sick of my OC insulting her canon (it's IN-FUCKING-CHARACTER but go off), and then blocking me before I can respond, because you know, she's almost a decade older than me and wanted to showcase her shining maturity, I GUESS.

So about my character-- she KNEW my OC did not like her canon. There were things in my OC's background, Character S, that made them basically the nemesis of hers, Character R. So yes it was fully IC for S to call R a "fat slut", even though I as a person would never fucking say that about R. Meanwhile, she had this OC for another verse-- everything was crossover-- who had healing powers similar to what S has. Mine just happened to get to Friend 2's character first, and she got all jealous and butthurt instead of taking it OOC and saying //hey next time I'd appreciate it if you gave me a chance to heal him, because your character gets 90% of the spotlight// or whatever.

Anyway, things had become so bad by this point that probably on both sides we had people saying "you should probably unfriend them", but it was a huge shock to my system because I didn't even have a chance to defend myself or talk things out. Like, I was SURE this shit was a misunderstanding! And this was... a week? ish? after she'd said something to the effect of "you guys will never be able to get rid of me, I love you so much" to both of us.

I'ma leave out a few of the behaviors I resorted to but none of it was harmful to her. Fast-forward to June (I think?) 2022. I'd been devastated for months, like, Loki noticed I could barely fucking function. He'd sent her a message telling her to get her fucking head out of her ass. Meanwhile Friend 2 had felt caught in the middle and just gone on hiatus. Impetus for that was, I was frustrated with a project I was working on and I didn't tell him because I wanted to keep it a surprise; at the same time, Friend 1 was paranoid about me """stalking""" her and kept asking, "Is this her? Is this her?" to which of course the person who's known me for two months is going to have a concrete answer, amirite?

So out of nowhere in June/July/something, I get a message from Friend 1 on Discord, Instagram, maybe another platform? apologizing and wanting to talk. I was fucking ecstatic! I got to have my friend back?! I hate losing people so I was over the moon and so ready to just put the past in the past. We VC'd for a bit and then she unblocked & re-added my known Facebook accounts. She had posted a status along the lines of, "This is either going to be my best decision or my worst mistake." Two people she'd been gossiping about me with (as told by another source) reacted to the status but neither of them said anything. P sure they wanted me to see it, like, it was definitely for show but I'm not sure how so. We did some karaoke together later that week, we started writing again, like, everything was awesome for a little bit.

Well, then the excuses started to set in again, plausible at first. "My daughter's visiting and it's her birthday but I'll TOTALLY plunge headfirst into writing again when she's gone!", things like that. We did plot and write some new things, but she dragged her feet on the project she KNEW I wanted the first draft finished by August. I publicly announced that I'd replace her as a writing partner if she didn't help me finish the draft and... WELP. She claimed she wanted to, and then didn't, but she got so threatened by the idea of being replaced that she made these promises to get me to stay my hand.

This time round I didn't care so hard. Friend 2 came back shortly afterwards and apparently he and Friend 1 had linked up on Discord. Friend 1 had told him she was gonna add me back like a week or two before she actually did. I later learned she'd read my frantic apologies/attempts at resolution (one message sent to multiple accounts trying to clear things up), and the letter I'd sent to a mutual in a last-ditch effort to find out if she was okay because she'd made some pretty serious claims about her physical health. Friend 2 and I started comparing notes again. I cleared up some things and we started discussing Friend 1 and some of the disingenuous things she'd been saying and doing yet again.

September or October she invited me to an event in November in the city she moved to. At first I wasn't gonna go but my son had a doctor's appointment the day before so I figured it'd be fine for me to leave for a few days, have fun with my friend, come back refreshed. I miss traveling and I needed a vacation. Loki agreed to it and told his boss he needed those three days off.

I did find it a bit weird that leading up to the visit, she barely talked to me, like, she'd already been barely talking to me but now it was she'd pop in with a token "OMG I'M SO EXCITED TO SEE YOU FINALLY" and then bounce every few days. Event got cancelled but I went to see her anyway. I thought we had a great time! I had so much fun hanging out with her, she was a lot cooler in person, didn't get on my nerves (which is SUPER RARE for in-person); nothing I had been afraid of about the visit happened. I got along great with her family and her kid really liked me. I thought things were golden between us. I thought we'd be chatting more, RPing more, doing more banter and skits....

hahahaha nope. I staged a fight with a mutual who found out for me some things she was saying about me, things she was still saying even though I thought for SURE we'd be good after that visit. I video called her to look her in the eye and confronted her about it. I asked her if she has any problems with me that she hasn't told me about, and then I asked her about what was in the screenshots. She made it sound to me different from how she made it sound to my source, and she was putting out heavy "make this not my fault" vibes. At the end of the call I asked multiple times, "So now we're good? We've got everything out in the open, and you're gonna tell me straight-up if you have a problem from now on?" And she said she would. (We'd gone over some things she'd like me to change and I agreed to them calmly, you know, so I didn't think it'd be a problem.)

Next day she's whining to my source about how she "couldn't sleep" and "can't believe [ I ] did that to [her]." We've spoken maybe once since. My physical and mental health took a downturn as a result of just the stress caused by being lied to multiple times. God, that sounds so fucking dramatic but take it up with my stupid body.

Now I consider us basically on meme-sharing terms, like, if I see something I think she'd like I send it to her and then promptly archive the conversation. I'm not going to make a big dramatic statement by unfriending her. I was being a little passive-aggressive again recently, but that's a bad habit, so I've decided to stop doing that.

And like I know this friendship is a dud. I also know that all the things she wants to pretend to be are things I actually am. I know that most of the people she spoke to about me decided to give me a chance & get to know me anyway, and turns out they have some similar issues with her that Friend 2 and I have had, and they DON'T have those same issues with me.

I just wish I could stop thinking about it. I wish these things didn't hit as hard as they do. I feel like anything I have to say is just redundant and irrelevant, and I regret giving her the chances I did. I regret buying her a $300 painting of her BIGGEST character crush (that's an estimate including shipping). I regret sending her a Chromebook with a bunch of books and read-aloud services (along with Facebook and Messenger because she'd been having trouble with her laptop and didn't like accessing them on her phone). I regret growing so attached to our friendship that I felt like I was in love with her. I regret letting myself hope things would be better the second time round.

But I don't regret taking that trip. I was torn for a while between, "I could have saved myself $2,000 and gone to fucking Santa Cruz," and "No, actually, Myrtle Beach is a different experience." I now know the truth about what she's like; if you can talk that much mad shit after meeting someone in-person and claiming you had the best time, then you're two-faced.

And yeah I'm saying a lot of stuff ABOUT her but believe me, I've also tried to say things TO her, albeit phrased far more kindly because I actually don't like stepping on people's toes if I can avoid it.

I just... really hate not being heard. It should be enough for me that I have all these amazing friends, and that I've met people through her who are basically the best people in the world next to my sister. It should be enough for me that most people are siding with me when she's trying to warn them off me. But it still stings that she's gotten a few people to block me for no reason or keep me on their friends list but refuse to interact just to spy on me (you know you have to actually talk to your mark, right?) to see if I'm plotting against her.

Well... I'm not plotting against anyone, actually. I'm sharing the truth about what was said between us. I'm sharing receipts. If I could afford a lawyer I'd go after her for libel, since I was told you can do that if it's online. I talk some mad shit about the story we wrote together, but guess what? I talk equally mad shit about my cringe parts as hers; there's just fewer of them, and either way, I'm getting a lot of help rewriting the story into something that's not cringe.

I'm going to have to continuously recommit to just Being my Awesome Self and not trying to reach her because it's fucking impossible to reach her and it's not worth the effort, but I also can't fuckin help wondering-- and I wish I could stop thinking about it-- how the friends she's retained don't see through her chicken-fried baloney.

[l0svers]

watching that 90’s show *ੈ✩‧₊˚

episode 01

love that they kept the silly transitions ah!

also the writing is so good — it stays so true to the original

i love kitty & red so funny

THE KELSO KID AH!

screamed when michael and jackie showed up

i want a summer like this anyways

so hyped to keep watching

episode 02

not much happened lol

love that sherri is becoming friends with kitty

FEZ!

episode 03

the commercial !!

not them going to the mall to get leia her first kiss

they had no right giving jay that much rizz for that car scene with leia — also since when was he so smart

red & his massage chair lmao

episode 04

RAVEEEE

love all the references and repeated situations from the original show

why did they do leia dirty with her hair

also their rave outfits are kinda rough — love the purple skirt overalls tho

the friends reference feels outta pocket like we’re ross & rachel even together by that point of the show being on air?

episode 05

the ✨internet✨

ew creepy hot tub lady

red being scared about the computer haha

the sex phone call lmao

“the internet is just two demons yelling at each other”

i knew hot tub girl was gonna be an issue

episode 06

i LOVE gwen’s fit

SHE WAS 14?!?! WHAT

please i thought they were at least 15

“you’ve got twice the balls, act like it” — CRYING

the who 90210 but point place version is so funny

bob singing karaoke lol

THE CAR HE GAVE HER THE CAR!!

THEY KISSED!!

THE COPS!!

episode 07

criminal mastermind without the mind a kelso lol

tattoos, babies and DUI’s the unholy trinity — CRYING SHERRI IS SO RIGHT

OH NO KITTY GOT A TATTOO

it’s a cat haha

red teaching sherri to ride a bike

episode 08

red is SPEED

ski jump arms haha

NOT THE CROTCH GRAB LMAO

the moose

episode 09

not school starting soon :,(

uh oh bf vs bff time fight

“those kids are idiots”

“i like you” haha

training montage love

kitty wanting to be the school nurse so cute

her nurse nightmare woof

uh oh couple lost in the woods ft leo

love how they snuck into the country club iconic

leia giving nate water haha

not gwen being snappy — but we love the heart to heart between nate & leia

KITTY GOT THE JOB!!

awww good friendship hug thank god

kinda loving all of jay’s stupid graphic tees — like this green one with the wolves

oh no not a serious relationship talk jay, i knew it was inevitable but ahh

episode 10

OMG THE KELSO BURN IS BACK

them dancing so cute! love!

oh nate… buddy your timing so bad

uh oh the breakup talk

OH CHEEZE WIZZ IN THE PANTS

i can’t take jay seriously with all the cheese wizz on his shirt

the phone in the pot haha

not the chili’s lol

leia turning into red lol “dumbasses”

donna figuring out about the boyfriend being a kelso and about him in general

fez’s tiny pants lmao

“i have a tv in my bathroom BITCH” crying

oh fenton

THEY ALMOST KISSED :O

WHATTTT

my literal reaction was: they are not about to kiss right now right? WRONG Z

love the throwback circle

awww they’re signing the water tower!

“well i made that birch my bitch” thank you fenton for being iconic

THE AWKWARD

THEN JAY SHOWS UP

ahhhhhh

she’s gone *sobbing*

aw so glad it showed the film

other notes

i could not for the life of me tell why jay looked so familiar — then it dawned on me (no pun intended) that he was in nicky ricky dicky and dawn haha

overall i really like the show i think it’s fun and a great tribute to the original but the pacing was a little weird especially towards the beginning/middle it felt like it reached a good pace towards the end — part of this is def the episode limit but yeah

intrigued to see how next season goes

the whole nate thing is kinda random — like i understand them having the same outlook or whatever but they barely interacted throughout the season

honestly that is one of my complaints is that there were so many characters that i didn’t get attached to a whole lot of them or know much about them by the end

[captainaikus]

✨Numero dos✨

Note: spicy 🌶✨ warning this is literally just me ranting abt yanderes and my blorbos you’ve been warned 😌

*ahem* yanderes are just muah ✨🤌🏼. You’re so obsessed with me that you want me all to yourself all the time everywhere? My attachment issues and clingy nature say yes 😌. Asfhkjgfdhjhg anyways 💀. I honestly think that the Itoshi brothers, Isagi, and Reo would be the deadliest yanderes. Sae and Rin for obvious reasons.

Sae being oh so controlling and yet everyone loves the idea of him so much but behind closed doors he’s a whole other thing. You keep to yourself abt all the things that seem off abt him but he keeps giving you just enough love to have you wanting more and staying. The game is very fun for him, almost as fun as breaking you psychologically.

And Rin? He’s got attachment issues I just know it. Cant stand the thought of you being anywhere without him. Gets very angry when you don’t tell him abt your day first thing when you guys sleepover. At first it was very cute, awww he cares so much. And he does. But you start to backtrack when you discover the hidden cameras all over the house and the tracker on the inside of your phone case. When you confront him abt it, he freezes and then smiles. Finally an excuse for him to keep ask to move in with him, and he’s not taking no for an answer.

Now Isagi is a very peculiar yandere. He loves you so so so much that he can’t stand it. At first he’s so happy that he’s finally together with you, after careful planning on his part, but after a while it’s not enough. He starts doubting if he’s enough for you and whether or not you’ll ever get tired of him or God forbid start looking at other guys. This feeling festers and grows until one day he finds you waking out of your office laughing with your male coworker. That’s when he decides that maybe it’s time to start talking about how much of a bad influence you’re friends are and how your parents are too controlling and how he makes enough for the both of you anyway so why not just stay at home? He’ll bring up the idea of a baby soon enough.

Reo would be so diabolical from the beginning. Making sure you’re completely dependent on him for everything. Financially and emotionally. You get oh so inconveniently laid off and start living with him, but just until you can find another job you promise. He convinces you to pick a brand new penthouse for you guys when you move in and you shyly and miraculously say yes. He ofc doesn’t tell you where it’s located, the farthest place away from your friends and family, you don’t need to worry your pretty little head over that. He truly does love you and wants you to love him back. The icing on the cake is when one day you wake up after an argument with him abt wanting to visit your parents chained to the bed. You panic and call his name and he enters with breakfast on a tray and a beaming smile.

And Oliver is absolutely a baby girl you’re the yandere in this one every time. Imagine hating how flirty he is with others and thinking up ways to wrap him around your finger. And when he absolutely falls in love with you? He’d do anything you say. Move in with you, go with you everywhere, and even say yes when you quickly propose but it’s not too soon right? You just know you’re perfect for each other. And that there is no one else.

And Shidou? I absolutely agree that he has yandere potential but I truly believe he’s just a huge fluff ball deep deep deep down. Like don’t get me wrong, he’d absolutely leave you bedridden for days after he got jealous of that one guy staring at you. But he’d also stay home to make you a slightly burnt breakfast in bed every morning and take a break from reading his manga to massage your body anytime you asked.

Love how each one got consistently longer than the previous one 💀💀. You’re really out here turning me not only into a switch but also a yandere lover explain yourself 😭😭😭. Shidou and Barou and Raichi have seriously been growing on me lately and I’m over just like 😐😐😐. What??? Cause I’ve never liked the aggressive ones too much you know. And Shidou comes barging in with his stupid PINK highlights and occasional polite attitude. Followed by Barou with his stupid househusband skills and GORGOUS LONG HAIR. And last but not least Raichi just screaming some sense into the team when they need it most and annoying the hell out of Reo. Like excuse you? Who do you think you are to be settling into my heart like this??? No I never said you could???They’re there now and there’s nothing I can do abt it *sighs*. Anyways.

- ✨ anon

Don't blame me if I create a yandere series on ao3 because of this-

imo, Bachira would also be terrifying; cause look at Bachira. Like. Just look at everyone is blue lock. Only difference is that Ego made them yandere after the ball.

Sae is the kind of Yandere to break you slowly, making you know where your place is. he enjoys doing it, making you crumble under him little by little. Rin? He is the obsessed kind of yandere and not even in the good way. he's gonna check the cereal boxes you eat, make a note of all your allergies and fears and make it useful against you. Basically, he uses the push and pull technique and he is smart enough to make you not notice it. If there's anything common among the Itoshi Brothers, its the fact that they know how to play their cards well and are slick enough to not get caught. Isagi is very insecure as a yandere that's for sure. when it comes to playing on the field, he is good at what he does and makes him opponents afraid of him, but as a yandere? he is clingy to the extreme and loses his temper when he sees you with another man or rather anyone. He kind of like Nagi but emotionally manipulative with his tears and words, guilt tripping you into his trap.

Reo *hiss* he is gonna be a very smart yandere if we're going to be honest about this. He is the type to put a camera and tracker in every corner of where you turn and stay, while sweet little naive you is just going to smile naively at the message he sends you, asking you to turn up for work the next morning. His hobby is doing stocks? no his hobby is watching you through cameras setup, a smile playing on his lips regarding your obliviousness. Oliver. *ik i'm gonna annoy people with gushing over this man* But here's the thing. I can't see yandere potential in him cause he is... for the lack of better words, too nice. Like on the field he takes on a different persona, yeah but if we're trying to make him yandere, i can't see that happening cause he doesn't want to be chained down. until you step in. i can imagine Oliver to figure you out but he finds it very amusing. he can't take yandere you serious - its just personality Shidou is the kinda guy who would laugh as you cried. It can go both ways tbh, cause he just wants to be loved, but at the same time he wants to make sure you know that he is not someone to be messed around with. He is a fluffball yeah but he has violent mood swings which can get really scary - literally like 'let me scare you but comfort you' thing. Femdom supremacy (I said what I said, I got tired of submitting and never have i wanted to either) Honestly- I've been into yanderes for a long time but i wasn't sure if people were comfortable with the idea of it or not, cause some take it to the extreme but after i set my boundaries in writing them and the likes i got... you guys are insane (lovingly ofc and blame me too cause i'm one of you ♡)

Oml- everyone's on the Barou train tbh. As of now the only guy i like is oliver... god help me cause ik we're gonna have to WAIT until he comes and I haven't caught up to the anime yet- kinda curious to see what Rin's voice sounds like... is it the way i imagined...? i'm not sure. but ik that i'm looking forward to aiku's voice *crying sobbing and hiccuping cause U 20 is so far away*

[harrywavycurly]

This is very specific but can I get some conversations with Eddie when the reader is a beauty Queen?☺️💕✨

Hiii lovey!! Of course you can, enjoy babes!!💖

*Eddie doesn’t know what exactly you do at a beauty pageant and if he’s being honest he’s a little terrified to find out*

“What about this one?” “Yeah I like that one a lot.” “Edward you’ve said that about the last three dresses I’ve tried on.” “Baby they are all pink dresses but some of them just don’t have sleeves and some do that’s the only difference.” “You’re so wrong. This dress is bubblegum the last one was fluorescent pink and the one before that was clearly fuchsia.” “Right…all of those are just fancy words for pink?” “No..they are the names of the colors that they are…that’s like if I said a wizard is the same thing as a witch but with a different hat.” “Wizards and witches aren’t the same thing at all it’s like apples and oranges.” “Just like bubblegum and fuchsia.” “Point made baby…I like the fuchsia one.”

“Wait so like you have to perform a talent and answer questions all to find out who’s the prettiest?” “It’s just called a beauty pageant it’s not supposed to be based off looks alone…you can be pretty but then do a horrible interview and you won’t win because they want you to be the total package.” “Ohh okay well you’re the total package for sure sweetheart.” “Thanks Eddie.” “So what’s your talent?” “I play the piano.” “How have I never heard you play before?” “I only do it for pageants and you haven’t come to one yet…” “right…I swear I’m front row center at the next one.” “Perfect. I have one this weekend.” “Is there really a swimsuit portion?” “Eddie…”

“You look bea-” “i know it’s a lot more makeup than you’re used to seeing me wear.” “You look beautiful baby.” “You really think so? I thought you’d think it’s way too much.” “I mean it’s pageant day so I expected a little more thank some chapstick and mascara but really you look great sweetheart.” “How do you like the hair?” “Very bouncy. Steve would be jealous and asking for tips if he was here.” “I’ve already given him all the tips I can he just refuses to do all the steps…oh will you help me with my dress? The zipper was giving me issues this morning.” “I would much rather be taking it off you but sure…I’ll zip you up baby….there…you go.” “What do you think?” “I think if you don’t win then this shit is rigged.” “You’re such a pageant boyfriend.” “I am aren’t I? Even got your face on a button attached to my vest so everyone knows who I’m rooting for.” “You’re so adorable. I love you.” “I love you too now I’m gonna go scope out the competition but I’ll see you out there okay? Knock ‘em dead baby.”

“Wait so you really say you want world peace? Like that’s actually a thing?” “Yes…” “how do you say that without laughing?” “Lots of practice.” “I want to hear you say it just how you do during the interview.” “What? No I’m not letting you hear my pageant voice.” “Please baby I’ll talk to you in my dungeon master voice if you want?” “You use a special voice when you’re dungeon master?” “Sometimes yeah… it gets their attention a little better.” “Fine.” “Okay..what’s the most important thing our society needs?” “Great question Eddie, I’d have to simply say…world peace.” “Holy fucking shit you sound so…professional.” “Like I said, lots of practice so let’s hear this dungeon master voice.” “Oh I don’t…actually have one I just wanted to hear your pageant voice.”

[reginarubie]

The Dance has begun. I can understand Sansa, as for why she feels so small again, calling out to her real family even more desperately — if only these people knew what was coming, just like she does! And right now she's not that Little Bird, she's a fighter and she won't run. I love this girl and how full of compassion for other people she is. She knows that innocents are going to be sacrificed for literally nothing. Alicent does too, but she blindly prays for salvation because opening her eyes would kill her. Rhaenys does too, but... I mean, this lady has issues. Or maybe she's just THE Targaryen and it is ✨fine✨ for them to think like that. Ugh, cringe bitches, both her and Rhae — Laenor deserved better, just like Symon does, though he's got something better than he hoped for. Ned is saving him just as much he & his fam saved her from Larys. *In Aemond's voice* It's a fair exchange. And oh no Rhaenys, don't you compare Lady Whent to your spoiled cun..ning niece. Ugh, I can't stand her in any universe, sorry. One more proof you got all the characters so well! But enough of the Blacks, my Green boys! Sansa is definitely all of us watching THAT scene 🤣 Despite it's being a fight scene it's absolutely heartwarming and I was happy to experience a better version of it. Aegon and Sansa need to chat more Imao, it's sending me 😜

But Aemond, babe, your plan! It wasn't that bad. Almost as okay as Daeron becoming a king in F&B. However, their loyalty to Aegon is here again to ruin the day. Loyalty is a great thing but did any of you except Niddle listen to Aegon himself? HELAENA MY DEAR SHE'S HAVING SUCH A BAD TIME WITH ALL THIS BULLSHIT. Cousin Ned is there for you to feel valuable 💜 I hope Cole mentions that it was Ned's idea, the crown.

Also... One more hint on the possible third team... The Starks + Firesteel? Would be perfect 🥺 Waiting for the Storm's End. Hope Ned does something to Aemond's anger issues hehe... But even if Luke doesn't die, something tells me the Blacks still won't be satisfied. Either way, may Lady Stark survive them all once more 😈

Ciao Anne!,

As always thank you for your review it’s amazing!

Rhaenys is still a Targaryen to the core and she has her own plan, she doesn’t trust Rhaenyra one bit, but she has her plan and won’t be standing down about it. Her girls need to inherit Driftmark and their children — Laena’s grandchildren — to sit on the Iron throne for her revenge to be complete, also, it felt fitting with the way she acted with the attack to the Sept that Rhaenys would be like “The Realm ain’t my responsibility since they rejected me. Now they pay the price”

Aegon is very aware that he is not fit to rule — maybe he might have been but his issues are all over the place — and he knows Ned is more clever than she lets on, he has seen it, and he’s a little spoiled shit anyway. So ofc their interactions would be fun 😂😂😂 he be like “Where’s ya husband, cousin?” a jab to her and Aemond alike and then be like “Ya know, I know, the Seven know. Are you more attached to reality than these idiots?”

Helaena is a baby and she must be protected at all costs, and Sansa is there for it. In the book it was Alicent and Helaena both who talked Aegon out of full war and convinced him to offer her peace terms. So she’s much more involved than the show made her — terrible really so we’ll see more of her. Sansa’ll make sure of it!

Aemond’s contingency plan wasn’t that bad, and it took into account several issues… still could the Greens claim to be better than the Blacks if they fought an intestine war between themselves? No. They love each other, they’re loyal — never forget Aegon commissioned ginormous statues of his brothers, Aemond never took the throne though he acted as Prince Regent and Daeron actually throw wine in the face of the lord who dared suggest he stole his brother’s crown.

Like Alicent did one thing right, she made sure her children would be united and loyal and true to each other — we see that also in the private dinner scene in the show, Aegon shoulders Aemond in his speech and immediately is ready to throw punches when the Black kids come for them making sure to humiliate them by slamming their face in the plate — 😂😂😂.

Lady Stark is much stronger than anyone gives her credit for, much more clever than anyone gives her credit for and much more good and brave than anyone gives her credit for. She’s going to eat you all alive and make of you all her project to save the North and you will do it gladly because she asked nicely. 😂😂😂

That’s Sansa superpower. Her own brand of magic.

Thank you again for dropping by and for the amazing review!

As always sending all my love ~G.

[kaokaobeans]

kaoru hakaze.

kaoru is like

let's start with how he was before okay in the beginning of ! era (his highschool days), he was this playboy

womanizer

manwh0re

the straightest man to ever straight

the hetero to end all heteros

idk BUT the reason being, he lost his mother prior to attending high school MY POOR BABY AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH sobs

and so he dates girls to feel even an ounce of that same love he received from his mother he really misses her… his solo song (feather heartache) is basically about his mom T_T 

,,yeah it’s literally mommy issues but this guy lost his mom early and like ;-;-; AND AND LLIKE even though he was like this in high school, he came to terms with his feelings of grief and emotional attachment to his mother and vowed to stop his ways when he graduated!! and i think just that development is so good, thank you enstars for redeeming my boy <3

he also has issues with his strict father :(( his father doesn’t approve of him becoming an idol he even feels guilty that his older siblings are the reason he can have so much freedom :(( which, he shouldn’t feel that because his dad is a MEANIE >:{

anyways, now in !! era, he’s trying his best to leave his “playboy” image and strengthen his relationship with his younger undead members (koga and adonis). he wants to become a better, more reliable person! and i really admire that i love him sm kaoru my beloved

aside from that, he’s always been a very friendly person and is easy to talk to. he can get along with anyone, even people like the eccentrics. although he seems carefree, he’s very hardworking and cares a lot about others, especially his juniors ;-;-;

he’s also really into marine life!! (inspired from his late mother who was a marine biologist ;-;) he also rly likes to surf :D and although he’s all that, he still seeks validation from others to this day. he still sometimes puts up a front and tries to look good in front of others, particularly anzu (mc). 

god, do NOT get me started on him and anzu. im gonna talk abt them anyways LMAO bc i just 

yes. 

kaoru currently has a crush on anzu, and it’s like he’s like the sweetest thing he can get easily flustered around her (see his intro in !! it’s so damn ADORABLE AAAAHHH) and it’s so cute because the tables have turned,,, he’s the one blushing like crazy now and like 🥺🥺🥺

and although he’s aware they can’t actually be together bc of idol work stuff, he still cares a lot for her LIKELIKE IN AQUARIUM STORY ANZU ACCIDENTALLY GETS DRENCHED FROM THE AQUARIUM SHOW AND KAORU TRIES TO CHEER HER UP AND MAKE HER FEEL BETTER AND LIKEEE ;-;-;

in the hospital visit story, he feels terrible that he can’t protect her, and that he isn’t a person that she can trust and listen to (he tells her not to overwork herself and like,,, ;-; anzu pls listen to him) and I WOULD LIKE TO BLAME HAPPYELE FOR ALWAYS MAKING ME SHOOT DOWN MY BOY I FEEL LIKE SHIT EVERYTIME I HATE U AAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

anyways. kaoru hakaze.  born 👶 november 3rd 🍂 and ..... the student 🧑‍🎓 of uhh.......  🤔 yumenosakigakuen 🤓 highschool. 🏫  a senior🧓 student 🧑‍🎓 right there and blood 🩸 type is 🅱️ andddd .....class 📝  ........... class 📚  is 3-A ✨ ..... thats pretty 🧚 much it hehe 🤭 ...........thank u 🙇

i love him so much if ANYONE INSULTS MY LOML MY HUSBAND I WILL LITERALLY

DROWN THEM THROW THEM INTO THE SHREDDER TAKE THE SHREDS CRUSH THEM INTO A BALL HAMMER THE BALL INTO A FRISBEE THROW THE FRISBEE INTO THE TRASH CAN TAKE THE TRASH CAN TO THE GARBAGE DUMP THROW THE CAN INTO THE INCINERATOR WATCH IT ALL B U R N TAKE THE ASHES AND SHIP THEM INTO THE SUN AND THEN EXPLODE THE SUN. 

thank you so much for coming to my ted talk!! kaoru hakaze my absolute beloved. stream feather heartache!! <3

[valkblue]

4: Bonus if they kinda do disturbingly look like they have some some of a, say, major substance abuse issue

6: … 👀

8+19: Go ahead. Nerd on.

9: *happy baby yoda sounds*

24: Don’t cheat and pick a shapeshifter. 👁 👁

27: … including the ones that got marbled or scrambled in the meantime. 😔

30: Go ham fam.

40: I’m actually curious. 👀

4. Favourite character from original trilogy?

I have a few favourites!

Luke. At first, I was just like 'Ok, nice guy', when I was myself a little girl and didn't quite fully understand the whole story. But I grew to love him a little more each time I watched the films and started to understand him better, as I was myself growing up.

Leia. She's head-strong, reliable, courageous and speaks her mind. She was right in the alley of characters like Xena, Sam Carter, Sidney Fox, Scully… and that I loved so much.

Lando. I was genuinely shocked when he betrays Leia, Han and Chewie the very first time I saw the film as a child!! I was very confused and sad… but I also felt all the more relieved when he finally gets back on their side before the end! 🤣

…and Larry Obi-Wan, of course!

6. Do you have any ships?

I'd love to fly a light freighter or a gunship like Din's. I'm not quite sure I'd feel comfortable flying a starfighter like a X-Wing or TIE. Powerful and efficient but a little too claustrophobic to my taste, sadly… I like to be able to walk in my ship, change decks and store shit in it you see?

Ah… You meant another kind of ship, right? Ok, I like Leia x Han, even though Han is kind of a creep sometimes. 🤣

8. Weapon of choice?

A blaster. No need for a heavy one, something light and not too clunky would do. (Not an Echani weapon either 😛) But I'd love to try a Deece with whatever attachment too. 👀

19. What type of outfit would you wear?

Whatever outfit I would choose, I truly hope I'll end up with a super cool jacket with A LOT of pockets!!! I'd love strong boots too, something that feels undestructible.

But I must admit… Jedi outfits look incredibly comfy. They all look like they are in their pajamas… and I kinda envy them that. 😩

9. What food from Star Wars would you want to try?

Actually, I did try one! The Uj cake👌 I even have perfected my very own recipe for it now. Kandosii!

24. Would you want to be human, or from another species?

I can't shapeshift?!?! 😲 What is this tyranny?! Well, in that case, I'm fine with staying human-looking then. I kinda like the Bothans, though…

27. Top 3 planets to visit?

No marble, no scramble—I'd say: Naboo, Arvala-7, and Bespin. ✨ (but also maybe Concord Dawn 🤫)

30. Do you have any headcanons?

Sorta?!

Wato's business crashed after he lost Ani, and then Shmi. He never had any other slaves before or after them.

Taun We likes the clones in her weird Kaminoan detached way, and maybe Boba even more so, but the little shit despises her (and rightly so, all other Kaminoans) even though he's treated well, just because he sees Jango act like an asshole and talk shit about them… and he's mimicking his parental figure, like kids usually do. Even cloned ones.

Maybe it has been said somewhere in the EU, but I suspect Palpatine to be able to use a battle meditation. Also, he made Dooku unable to speak after Anakin 'disarmed' him, and he influenced Anakin's mind through the Force to kill him against his better judgment. *queue tortured violin music*

Also, I would have rewrote the final fight between Anakin and Obi-Wan. It would have been a better dogfight and his injuries would have been from a crash... (but yeah yeaaaah, it needed lightsabers fights and duels, I know…)

40. If you could make your own Star Wars trilogy/series, what would it be about?

It would be about Canderous' stories 👀 The whole basilisk thing and raids, seeing Ordo and the clans challenging each others, Mand'alore the Ultimate, up to their defeat against Revan… 😩💖

[light-of-knowledge]

Okay i cant find the post but i’ll take it as a yes so here:

1: sleep tight don’t let the milf’s bite

2: I sometimes think you’re not neurotypical

3:i can just smell the trauma

4:my queerness could never

5:i can just feel the gay

6:You know how i said “I definitely jinxed it”…yea i did

7:sounds like a crisis…mood

8:In one sentence i somehow made my whole bloodline ashamed of me

9:Dont know if this is supped to be gay or therapy

10:my yawns sound like a quiet chainsaw

11:my dreams are either trauma or gay…what does that mean

12:my dream was amazing filled with zombies but amazing

13:be the gays you need to be

14:i think i ate some soap

15:My brain was somewhat okay and you completely ruined it

16:Okay who do i have to kill this time

17:Yes im using a musical to teach politics

18: think i made a random poem and somehow it got deep

19:What do you not understand about me reading gay shit on webtoon and seeing cute dresses?

20:I will be the monster under your bed i will either comfort you till you sleep or be Jeff the killer

21:Ah yes blackmail the best way to negotiate

22:feel’s like i’ve zoned out while reading this

23:Wheres the TL;DR because i just stopped at Hi!

24:Yea you lost me im in Stratosphere

25:* eats vomit cutely *

26:I still question both of our sanity

27:When they call me baby girl

28: thats stupid bitches tok

29:I mean wouldnt it be cool that your ex is the moon

30:do you even sleep

31:The only people i hate are real people

32:I use the happy emojis all the time they all look dead inside

33:Social anxiety isn’t pog

34:WHOS GONNE GRAB THE BIG ASS COIN OFF HIS FORHEAD

35:MEOWTH SALAD

36:i thought Jessie and James were gay

37:Its called insomnia

38: Hermione is holding me at gun point

39:Is kicking someone a team sport?

40:what part of asl with out sign do you not get

41:kiddo but an insult

42:i was gonne say i watched Luca but damn do you need therapy

43: knew all that trauma would pay off one day

44:imagine not having fangs 🤡

45: being stupid is my job you cant take it from me

46:the whole world hates England

47:okay but arson would be so much fun

48:Do i rly sond like a dog when i say things out loud

49:THEY MADE ME LIVE AND THATS A HATE CRIME ON ME

50:I mean zeus is a whore

51:So we got bad bitch and better bitch making up the baby girl squad

52:Sometimes I challenge how much i can disappoint my ancestors

53:Ghost be judgin while i hit that rennagade

54:Fuck ✨ grammar ✨

55:KNEW YOU WERE A BEAVER

56:Probs an alligator too

57:this blog could always be *cursive rainbow* gayer

58:ah,pintrest my love,my pride,my joy THE FUCKING BANE OF MY EXISTENCE FUCK YOU I FUCKING LOVE YOU AND WANT YOU TO DIE A PAINFUL DEATH

59:✨ alcohol ✨

60:Kiddo go to drugs dont do school

61::i still have trauma from the zebra cardigan

62:yes YES BE THE GAYS YOU NEED TO BE

63:aww thats so gay 🥺

64:hol’ on a god damn fucking second…this shit gay

65:am i turning straight?

66:you broke your fucking plant this better be worth it

67:i have two moods “i wanna die” and ✨gay✨

68:they look like shit but they can look like shit together

69:nice 😏(i never said this or wrote this before just sayin’ its nice)

70:fuck you (affectionate) [is it weird that i said that at least 20 times]

71: fuck you……TAKE MY LIKES

72:we can capitalize off of your dog

73:oh shit i thought that was elsa jumping off of that bridge she made

74:wait are you implying they’re the last non binary orange

75:i might die for the third time now

76:are you god? I mean sans undertale profile pic but still are you god?

77:heh gæ

78:when i sleep i sleep

79:i will not tolerate dead memes in my class room unless its doge

80:he looks so cute but damn do i want to kill him

81:people are just too damn kinky these days

82:so this is what it feels like to have attachment issues

83:But Etida u e-mol-Dionizijo Aguado my beloved

84:I like it just my brains too small to comprehend it

85:shes a sexist feminist in the making

86:i want a mineta x death fic

87:they’ll plan my funeral…add saxobeat

88:a-am i a-a child?!?

89:hey girl you a flashbomb cus you bright

90:hey girl is your gender water cus its fluid

91:Ok im actually proud of that one i better not hear a cricket

92:okay now he looks like an emo boy

93:Yea my will to live is as low as my self esteem

94:can someone plan my funeral yea i know its wedding galore same thing

95:remembering that time i called saiki a tsundere bitch

96:* call me by your name starts playing* NOT AGAIN

97:i may have “i kicked a child” as one of my names but you’re a monster

98:DEATH IS A RACE AND I WANNA WIN

99:Bye :] , wtf?

100:GO CATBOY GO(00:03 am)

101:you know i have a pain tolerance of

102:I kin that emoji

103:That blood stain looks like a pp

104: am i too middle school

105:I feel like my sass level has risen

106:OH! PROCRASTINATION

107:nah i kinda wanna continue to write my raid shadow legends x reader fic

108:plus my confidence is as low as my will to live

109: who wants to have the honour of killing me

110:great mind think alike but also wt

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[spongebob-connoisseur]

So far what drew me in to the Spongebob spin-offs were characters and concepts not used in regular Spongebob show. Narleen has charmed me to my surprise. Baby Pearl is simply adorable. Patrick’s relationship to his adopted sister Squidina is just so precious. I think Kamp Koral is a separate timeline that adult Sandy Cheeks created through the power of science. The Patrick Show was made possible by the properties of Randomland. If you think like that you are able to enjoy the spin-offs. I’m able to enjoy them. Way more then Planet Sheen.

Yeah I fully agree. I've said before that the KK's strength was focusing on side characters and stories that couldn't be done in the main series like Narlene and bby Pearl. My favorite episode currently is Gimme A News Break with young Perch Perkins. I thought it was cute and I never considered Perch much of an interesting character before. He was just the news reporter but after seeing this episode, I really wish there was more Perch episodes. There was so much story potential right in front of us and we never saw it???

I didn't care much for Kamp Koral's spongebob much. He's pretty much the same as his adult counterpart and there isn't much to add to his relationships with other characters. But for Squidward and Patrick, it's a different story. I really didn't expect to have such a good episode between them. I really enjoyed it. There was only one episode I can think of from the main series that was only Patrick and Squidward and that's Pat Hearts Squid. But Squisery is an infinitely better episode. It's just Patrick and Squidward but it has younger Patrick who isn't used to having friends quite yet. He just made friends with Spongebob at camp and Sandy is a friend of spongebob so she'd be a friend of Patrick's but everyone knows a friend of a friend isn't much like a friend.

Anyways getting off topic but Patrick really really wants to be close to Squidward and them being stuck together in the wilderness was a good opportunity. He gets too attached to Squidward and Squidward really grows to like Pat. So much so that he even has a little romantic daydream- I thought it was too adorable. I actually wish that would happen more in the main series. While Squidward thinks Pat is dumb, he does secretly enjoy his company.

Now as for The Patrick Star Show! I really thought it was cute. I really liked the addition of Squidina. Gives Patrick some responsibility and an extra person to interact with. They've got an adorable sibling relationship. I really like Patrick's grandpa. Even if he tried to near murder his grandson in the Pat-a-thon episode. I also really like Spongey more here! He's a bit quieter and a little more calmer and shyer? Its possible it was because when he displayed more of these traits was because he was on tv. I think it's a little too cute and wish they kept it as part of his character. A little bit more self conscious when he was younger. Honestly the only thing I really was looking forward to about the Patrick Show was young sponge! Everytime he's on screen, he steals the show.

I do like the side characters a lot too. we knew him as Slappy from Spongebob's big birthday blowout episode but his actual name is Laszlo in the Patrick Show! I really adore him. Little unhinged gremlin man :> I actually am surprised he made a comeback. I didn't expect him to be anything more than just a weirdo Peter Lorre caricature side character for the birthday episode. Anyways I'm glad he's back I really enjoy him

LOOK AT HIM LOOK AT HIM✨💖💕🌷🌸💗🌸✨💕💖🌷🌷✨💕✨🌸🌷💖💕💖🌸💗✨🌷💗

I've gushed about him too much. My friend is actually making stickers of him for me :>

Anyways yeah I agree Kamp Koral is definitely a different timeline due to Sandy's meddling with time. I think she started this timeline issue by interfering with the events of the episode Friend or Foe. I think she thought she was doing good by trying to fix their broken friendship in the past (or prevent their fighting) but accidentally caused the Krabby Patty formula to no longer exist because of this.

Luckily the formula has too much impact on the timeline to be so easily erased and inevitably gets created in the future. Only problem is Eugene is less prepared for Plankton trying to steal it (because he has a new born bby to take care of) and we all know what would happen if Plankton got his hands on the formula. So Sandy decides to fix it by sending her younger self to stop the krabby patty formula from being created during kamp koral so it can be later created in the future.

Sandy shows up in the Patrick Star Show which takes place before the main series which means this show takes place in the Kamp Koral timeline as well.

The 3rd movie, Kamp Koral, and The Patrick Show all take place in the same timeline which is different from the main series timeline.

Honestly something I'm curious about with The Patrick Show is I agree it probably takes place in or around Random Land but we see the goofy goober ice cream parlor in it. Is that place a franchise with multiple stores or is there only 1 and that's the one SB and Patrick go to in the 1st movie because if so did the randomn properties from randomland eventually wore off on the environment overtime? I think it's probably just another store tho :/

Anyways I really like the spinoffs! Its funny, I haven't ever seen Planet Sheen. I like the patrick show more because it reminds me of other shows I liked as a kid also some characters feel too good of a treat. Also more character interactions we don't get in the main series! It's worthwhile and doesn't deserve as much hate as they get!