#my next post is 100x better i promise

[matchalovertrait]

While everyone hates to see Dulce moving so far away, they knew the day would eventually come. Noemí and Erick are immigrants themselves, so they understand that their little girl has to spread her wings. They support her unconditionally.

Note: It's been brought to my attention that I misspoke in a previous post and said that Noemí and Erick never left the country before. While that is technically true, they're not from Italy! Noemí is from Mexico and Erick is from the United States. They came to Italy and never stepped foot outside after that. Of course, they gotta visit Dulce tho, and vice-versa!

[deathmetalunicorn1]

That was amazing! This will be my last request around Eri!Reader until you reopen your requests so I’m not spamming you! (Thank you so much for writing these, I get so excited whenever you post since your so amazing and talented!! 💞✨)

Part 14 After returning to Water 7 to heal from their battle (And happy to learn Franky is going to make them a Ship and join them) Garp the Fist comes in, and reveals to be Luffy’s Grandfather, but before he could continue beating the snot out of Luffy, Reader stops him (Garp is happy to finally meet his one and only Granddaughter Reader!)

However Garp ends up pissed when Luffy told him Spadam hit her, and wants to get his hands on him! (No one puts their hands on his Granddaughter!! NO ONE!!)

Though Reader calms Luffy and Garp down from wanting to go back/to Enies Lobby to beat Spadam up (Garp’s cackling after learing that his sweet Granddaughter hit Spadam in his ‘Royal Jewels’, as he’s very proud of her for doing that) and leaves the Straw Hats alone after telling Luffy about his dad Dragon (Not before promising to spend time with Reader and gives her one of his Rice Crackers)

For the next 3 days the Straw Hats and all of Water 7 had a huge party, with Reader playing around with Chimney and Gonbei in her bathing suit Franky gave her (Including little Arm Floats that look like Starfish/Kitties)

And with Nami’s help, Reader calls Ace to talk with him, and Ace was holding in his rage after hearing what his little sister went through (As she told him it was scary) and the fact she got slapped, but he started laughing when Luffy told him what Reader did to Spadam’s ‘Jewels’ (Whitebeard and his sons were doing the same thing as Ace, angry and furious, but proceeded to laugh hysterically after learning what Reader did to someone’s ‘Jewels’)

I love Whitebeard so much (He’s so protective and caring about those apart of his family) he’s just a giant softie

They all see not only Zoro, Luffy, Robin and Reader’s Bounties upgraded, but everyone get a Bounty themselves (And everyone screamed when Reader’s bounty Skyrocketed again at 320-350 Million)

Reader also comforts her Brother Sanji about his Wanted Poster by giving him one of her own drawings of him (It’s a kid drawing, but compared to Luffy, it’s 100x better than his art skills and she drew it out of love)

I’ll wait until next time to ask you for a Garp and Eri!Reader Special (They’re going to spend a whole day together!) it’s just pure. unadulterated. Fluff.

-It had been two days since you and your family arrived back from Enies Lobby, as many of you were severely injured, you were luckily, being the least injured, but after overworking your quirk, you were just as tired as the rest of them.

-You were so happy that Franky was a part of the crew and that Usopp was back, as you felt protective of your family, you never wanted any of them to leave- you never wanted to be apart from them.

-Franky was super nice to you as the others were slowly waking up, both him and Iceburg treating you to breakfast as you were the first to wake up.

-You were in awe, seeing Luffy still sleeping but also eating, unable to look away until Sanji and Nami yelled at him to wake up while Robin and Usopp were laughing lightly at the sight.

-A knock then came from the door before it burst open and Franky dropped his shoulder, wrapping his arms around you, shielding you from the debris.

-A large man then entered, a marine which made you clutch at Franky’s Hawaiian shirt, scared as everyone was quickly able to recognize this man, Monkey D. Garp!

-Luffy’s jaw was dropped, “Grandpa?!” everyone quickly turned in shock, hearing this, yelling in shock while your little hands came to your face in shock.

-Garp then made you gasp as he punched Luffy, sending him flying into a wall. Zoro and Sanji were stunned, ready for a fight, seeing that he was able to hurt Luffy.

-You pushed on Franky’s chest and you managed to slip out of his arms and you ran over as Garp stalked towards Luffy, cracking his knuckles, ready to discipline him before you ran in front of your brother.

-Your arms were spread and you had big fat tears in your eyes, “Please don’t hurt my big brother!” everything froze, seeing you protecting Luffy and Garp stammered, trying to tell you that he wasn’t going to hurt Luffy, just discipline him.

-The tears fell from your eyes and Garp instantly fell to his knees, hugging you close, “Grandpa’s so sorry little Y/N! I didn’t mean to make you cry!”

-You sniffled loudly as Luffy struggled to his feet, a bit dizzy, before you spoke, “You’re my grandpa?” Garp glared at Luffy, his eyes turning red, “You didn’t tell her about your one and only grandpa?!”

-You tugged on Garp’s shirt gently, not seeing him as someone so scary now, “I have two grandpas- you’re my second one!”

-Garp turned to stone in shock before crumbling into a sobbing pile while Robin picked you up, holding you up on her hip, he cried, lamenting that he wasn’t your first grandpa.

-He then shot up, looking completely fine, looking fired up, “So who was your first grandpa?!” he wanted to find out to take that title from whoever got to you first, no matter who it was.

-You beamed brightly, your arms lifting to the sky happily, “I’ve never seen him but I’ve talked to him with Big Brother Ace- he said his name is Whitebeard!”

-The flames around Garp seemed to increase, growing hotter as his eyes turned red, furious that his adorable granddaughter had been adopted by Whitebeard of all people and that you saw him as your first grandpa, while Garp was in second place!

-He could only imagine you (in cartoon form), in Whitebeard’s arms, laughing with him as he stood on the 1st place spot of a podium while Garp was on his knees in second place.

-Garp wasn’t going to deal with your crew at the moment, instead joining you all for a meal, you sitting on his knee as you held a cup of juice.

-Garp noticed the bandage on your head, “What caused this?” you lifted your hand to your head and Nami was the one to answer, “It was that marine, Spandam- he hit Y/N for trying to protect Robin.”

-Garp froze, turning white, hearing that a grown adult- a grown man, put his hands on a child, injuring you as he was quick to get fired up, “Where is the bas-basket case!” he caught himself, not wanting to swear in front of you.

-You didn’t know why he was calling Spandam a basket, before his face appeared in your head, and his mask did look a bit like a basket.

-Your family was also still furious at Spandam, glaring and voicing their own anger while you were eating a cookie Garp gave to you.

-Nami pointed at him, scolding him, “Oi! Don’t be giving her cookies for breakfast!” you flinched as Garp just beamed brightly, “It’s fine- it’s fine!” Sanji grabbed you, “It is not fine! She needs healthy food in the morning.” Garp pouted, wanting to spoil you.

-He then spoke again, “So where is Spandam?” a few grins appeared as Franky ruffled your hair gently, “Y/N here took care of him, with a well-placed headbutt to the family jewels!”

-Garp laughed loudly, finding it hysterical, before he ruffled your head, praising you before he stood, telling Luffy about Dragon, his dad and you had question marks floating around your head, as you didn’t know any dragons.

-Luffy told you that he would tell you all about his dad and Garp gave you a bag of cookies, “I have to leave now my little Y/N~ I’ll come back to spend some time with you.”

-You smiled up at him, holding your hand up to him, extending your pinkie finger, “Pinkie promise?” Usopp was the one to teach you about pinkie promises, and Garp as well as several others around, Usopp, Luffy, Franky, Iceberg, and Sanji, all collapsed to the ground, clutching at their chests at your cuteness.

-After Garp left and all the damage caused by Aqua Laguna was fixed, everyone celebrated! There was a huge party with drinking, eating lots of barbeque, and you got to run around with Chimney in the water, being a normal kid for one, wearing your starfish shaped water wings that Franky gave you over your wet suit.

-Franky was confused why you were wearing a wet suit as he was your lifeguard, letting you sit on his leg, asking you and you pulled your arms in close, looking down at your hands, “There’s…” you couldn’t speak, instead pulling your sleeve up, showing him the scars, at least some of them, on your arms.

-His eyes were wide, seeing his as he held your hand gently, before a hand on his head pulled him out of his shock, and you both saw Luffy there who kneeled down, seeing you showing Franky your scars, “Someone hurt Y/N- badly. We don’t know much, but all we know is that he will never touch her again.”

-You gave Luffy a small nod before you all decided to head to the ship for a private party, having a bath with Robin and Nami while the boys started up a barbeque.

-You ran out to Luffy, grabbing his hand, pulling him away from the fire, looking excited as Nami grinned, walking out with Ace’s DenDen Mushi, “Nami and I are gonna call Ace and grandpa!”

-You sat on Luffy’s lap while he continued to eat, not bothering you heard it ringing before you heard Ace, “Is this my most favorite little sister~?” you giggled warmly, “Hi Ace!”

-Aboard the Moby Dick, their own drinking party, because it was Wednesday, everything went quiet as most everyone huddled around Ace, hearing the voice of their adorable little sister and granddaughter.

-You and Ace talked about your most recent adventures, including where Robin was kidnapped and then you were taken too. Ace was furious, flames surrounding him as they all heard that Spandam hurt you- and Whitebeard was ready to call for an attack before Nami had to tell Ace that you took care of Spandam yourself, taking out his family jewels.

-It was silent on the other side, all their anger instantly leaving before you flinched back into Luffy’s arms, hearing the roar of laughter from the other side.

-Once Ace was able to breathe again, he spoke, “What else happened?” you beamed brightly, “I met another grandpa- his name is Garp!”

-Ace shivered deeply, recalling his own memories of Garp before he managed to force a smile, “Oh? And how was he?” you thought for a moment, “Kinda loud- and he cried when I told him that Whitebeard is my first grandpa, while he was my second.”

-Whitebeard beamed warmly, hearing that he was your first, but he couldn’t help but imagine Garp lamenting over the fact that he was the second.

-The following day, you woke up to loud shouting and you wandered out of your room, a little delirous as you wandered over, rubbing your eyes as you grabbed Zoro’s pants, “Why is everyone yelling?”

-He kneeled down, putting his hand on your head and your eyes went wide as everyone showed you their new bounties, your eyes immediately sparkling brightly.

-Robin then smiled, “Here Y/N- this one is yours.” You looked exited, taking it while Luffy was pouting lightly, seeing your 400,000,000 beri bounty while you were gawking, “So many zeros!”

-You quickly ran to put it up on your wall, showing the other bounties as well and you beamed, feeling proud of yourself.

-You then noticed Sanji looked sad when you came back out and you quickly found out why, because the marines didn’t have a good photo, so they used a crudely drawn one by Luffy instead and Sanji was upset because it didn’t look a thing like him!

-You quickly ran back to your room, coming out with your drawing materials Usopp had given you and you got to work, making a new bounty poster to make your big brother happy!

-It took you over an hour to draw, everyone who had seen you saw the focus on your face before you ran to Sanji, “I made it better!”

-You drew your own bounty poster, including ‘bounty’ being spelled wrong, and a children’s drawing in the middle, showing Sanji making food with hearts surrounding him.

-Sanji fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face as he held it up to the sky, overwhelmed with happiness before he cried into his elbow, thanking you warmly, making you beam before your smile grew as he put it on the fridge, “So I can see it every day!”

-You celebrated with your crew, having a big feast to celebrate the new bounties, unaware of the, literal, darkness on the horizon.

[cod-sins]

𝑫𝑰𝑽𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵

.ೃ࿐ Paring: Simon "Ghost" Riley x Black!Artistic!Reader

.ೃ࿐ Ratings: SFW. Very Fluffy.

.ೃ࿐ Reader: Undisclosed.

.ೃ࿐ Format: HCs .ೃ࿐ Word Count: 536.

[A/N: What started out as drabble in my notes turned into full headcanons :>. Also non-blacks y'all are allowed to interact with this post just don't be weird.Also I didn't proofread n just kinda threw these out there.]

Going to start this off by saying Ghost supports you 100% whether you do it as a hobby or as a full-time job. He isn't going to be going around bragging to everyone about it but he would definitely look at some artwork and be like 'Huh, Y/n could make something 100x better.'

If you work with clay/pottery he likes to watch your hands carefully dip and curl shaping whatever object you're making. He also asks you stupid questions.

"Why are you fingering it?" "Simon." - 😐. "Just wanna know why you're trying to give it an orgasm love." Feel free to kick him out.

Got really jealous when he found out you made Price a custom drinking glass. He never told you but he always glares at it whenever he's in the room with his captain.

Ghost has a lot of money from working in the military so he has no problem buying you new art supplies. Even if you insist on getting a new sketchbook despite you having several others that you didn't finish. Ghost is still pulling out his wallet for you.

Suffering from art block? Ghost is your muse!

You'd have so many drawings and paintings based on him. He's so amazed at the way you're able to capture every little detail. You actually end up boosting his confidence/ego because of this.

Would pose naked if you asked, but he gets jealous if you use other naked people as art references. "Simon I love you but I need a female body. Not a six-foot British man." "Use your imagination."

If you're a digital artist Ghost is constantly telling you to get up and stretch. You only agreed to this because he wouldn't stop calling you shrimp-related nicknames.

"Oi, shrimpy ya need to stand up for me." "Hey shrimpback time for you to stretch for me." "Your back looks like the letter C."

'It's you. 💻🖋️🦐' He would text you.

Doesn't understand why you're crying head down on your computer until you tell him your program crashed before you could save your progress.

Ghost is so amazed with your ability to create masterpieces just by using your head and references.

Would let you color on his tattoos and draw on his back and arms. He enjoys watching you doodle little crossbones on him. Or when you go all out and draw bones on his hands

If you were a painter Ghost would hang some of your artwork around his house. It would be such a surprise when you came over to visit. He'd smile softly watching you get all excited over it.

Ghost however can't tell the difference between different tones and shades.

You frowned slightly and furrowed your brows as you picked up the small tube of paint from the white bag. "What's the matter?" He asked. "I wanted lime green this is yellow green..." "Bloody fucking hell mate what's the difference? It's just green." "Pfft, what's the difference? Simon, there is a huuge difference," you exclaimed before continuing on. "It's like trying to use a sniper optic for a pistol." He chuckled at your shitty analogy before kissing your forehead and promising you to buy the right one next time.

[my-only-way-tocooperatewithlife]

One more drink XI. -Pierre Gasly series

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Pairing: Pierre Gasly x fem!reader

warning: swearing, language, mention of depression, alcohol usage, smut

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- Milan, Italy -

"You can't tell this to Pyry" He pointed at me while he was cutting up his pizza at the small restaurant we have found in one of the little alleys in Milan. We have had a small argument about where to eat because Pierre thought about a restaurant we should go but when I searched for it on Google and saw that it was one of the most expensive ones in the city I said no way we are going to that one. I explained him that I don't need it to pay hundreds of euros for food. He tried to make me understand he just wants me to feel like I'm important and want to spoil me. I don't need that, I need him to be real with him. Prada, Gucci does not mean that I’m important for him, a word of a touch means much more because that one cannot be bought with any currency. After our conversation he seemed surprised but I felt like he understood what I was trying to implement.

"He already knows that I'm the devil. So don't hate on me when you get extra push up for tomorrow's gym session." I giggled as I dived in my pasta. "I love cuisine in here." I hummed as I closed my eyes and leaned back on the chair enjoying the tasty sauce. "What?" I looked at him when he had a small smile on his lips.

"Nothing you are just so cute when you are passionate about something and you are enjoying it." I looked back at my dish with blush on my cheeks and pushed a strain of hair back behind my ears.

"I have wanted to ask if Fabiana was mad about your post?"

"She was never mad, she was just doing her job. And PR understood too, so don’t worry about it. But actually she is really happy for us. She likes you. "He took another bite before continuing."But to be honest, who does not like you? Just look at you!"

"Oh there are definetly some people, and there will be more when fans will connect the dots and find my Instagram account." I took a sip from my Aperol.

"If you ever feel like it's getting overwhelming, promise me that you will tell me about it, okay?" He grabbed my hand on the table and squeezed my fingers as he looked deeply in my eyes.

"I promise"

We have spent the day walking around in the city checking out every tourist favourite places like the cathedral and we could not skip the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II also even though we have had to fought our way throught the huge crowd. At night when we arrived back in Pierre's flat we were exhausted.

"I feel like I just did a shift back in the bar" I sighed as I kicked my sneaker off and laid down on the couch in the living room. His apartment was huge. It was really minimalist, white interrior with black furnitures. "I can give you a massage for your sore muscles."He hovered over me on the couch and started to kiss my neck.

"Hmm it would be nice." I hummed under him and tried to arch my back so he could have a better reach to my sweet spot on my neck.

"Go to the bedroom, and take your shirt off." He got up from the couch walking to the way of his bathroom.

" Are we already at that part of our relationship where I have to undress myself and you are not helping?" I joked with him as I walked in the room slipped out from my shirt and laid face down on the bed. I felt the bed dip between my waist before I felt his rough hands up on my naked waist caressing it slowly.

"Mon amour, I will never get tired of undressing that beautiful body of yours." He whispered close to my sholder blades befor laying some kisses between. He pulled his hands up till my bra and released the clips with a single movement. I winched when the cold gel came in contact with my back. "Sorry I forgot it can be cold." He giggled as he started to massage in the mentholy gel in my back. His hands were incredible. "Baby your back is like a brick, I have to start massaging you more."

"Oh please I would definetly sacrifise my body for your hands. " I moaned into the pillow as his hands were working up on my shoulders. "Fuck..."I squealed when he started to knead my shoulder.

"Mon Ange if you are gonna moan like this I will have a hard on soon." He giggled and pushed his hands more into my stiff muscles earning another moan from me which was followed by a laugh.

"But you are doing it so good, can I book a once a week appointment in your salon?" I looked up at him

"It would costs you a lot babe, I don't work with cheap prices."

"I can find out a payment method I think." I giggled and I pushed my butt up to budge him in the crotch with it earning a grunt from him.

"Never thought that in my life a girl wants to pay me for a service like on Pornhub." He laughed as he swiped his hands up and down in my back as he finished. "But I'm not complaining" he leaned closer and kissed my cheek before gave me a big slap on my butt. He grabbed on both side of my waist before pulled me up on all four. Leaned forward and grabbed both my wrist and pulled me back to lean on his chest. He swiped my hair off my shoulder so he can kiss on my neck easier. I hummed in response to him as he nibbled on my soft skin. My fingers waved through his hair and came down to caress his cheeks.

“Pierre we have a reservation for dinner.” I hummed as one of his arm came around my waist to pull me closer to him.

“Can’t I have you as a dinner?” He breathed on my neck and his other arm came up on my upper body and grabbed my naked breast which fall down due to that he unclipsed it for the massage. His hand which was planted on my waist went down in my leggings and stopped at the band of my underwear. "Do you really want to go for that dinner chérie?"

To be honest my mind was not working all I could feel is that how hiw fingers felt on my skin. The lust inside of me was off the roof, and I was breathing heavily as my heart was beating in rapid speed. This man was my end, he could just look at me in a way or with just a few words and touch and I'm melting in his hands and cannot put together a sentence. In return I just shook my hand which he got as a green light and dipped his hand in my underwear. The fingers on his other hand was playing with my nipple rolling and pinching on the sensitive bud and tugging a few times. I moaned loudly as his finger went between my folds and started to caressing my clit. "Let your voice out amour, want to hear you moan and scream." He whispered in my ear as his hand went up on my troath and pulled my head back to his way. "Tell me a number."

"What?" I breathed out in confusion

"Tell me a number how many times you want to cum tonight." I let out a shaky breath thinking back to his statement the first night we have had sex. "Come on baby don't be shy. You know how much I love challanges."

"Four.." I whispered

"Your wish is my command " He kissed my cheek as his finger started to circle in a faster pace causing me to squirm. As his fingers did wonders on my clit his other arm was still on my troath sometimes giving me a little squeeze on it closeing the air away from the lungs which just made the whole sensation much bigger and I felt my first orgasm is comming with rapid speed. I was on the edge of it when he stopped, I let out a frustrated growl and bucked my hips to have a friction with his fingers. "Really eager one huh." He laughed in my ears.

"I was about to cum and you stopped, that's cruel... " I groaned back to him.

"Yea I know but I'm not rushing anywhere so be patience mon ange." He kissed my temple before starting to circle his fingers on again. I moaned loudly as I grabbed on his arm and dug my fingers in his skin feeling that I'm on the way to my orgasm again and now it came much faster and stronger then a minute before. But he was holding up on my waist strong and pulled me back on his body not letting me falling forward on the mattress. "One down, three more to go." He turned my head and kissed my lips, I hummed satisfied as I felt his plump lips on mine. I turned around and grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and throw it somewhere in the room. I let my hands go around in his beautiful upper body, caressing his packs going up till his chest where my fingers waved through his hairy chest reaching that gold necklace that always made my knees weak when I saw it on pitures poking out. I twirled his chain around my finger and pulled him closer by it to steal a kiss from him. I tried to push him down on the mattress but he grabbed my wrist. "No, I did not finish with you Mademoiselle." He pushed my down on the mattress and started to kiss his way down to my waist. He pulled down my leggings and panties with one swift motion and throw it down from the bed. He kissed his way up on my legs, kissing the inner side of my thigh really close to my throbbing core, but before he reached it, he pushed himself away and leaned over me and kissed me again. "J'adore chaque partie de toi. I adore every part of you." His fingers drawed small circles in my inner thight as he was whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Breath got hitched in my troath when I felt his fingers dipping in again between my folds and started to play with my hot core. As two of his fingers went inside me I arched my back and moaned loudly. He planted his other finger on my clit and started to draw small but fast circles on it as his fingers where pumping in and out of me.

"Pierre.. God..." I panted as I tried to catch my breath from my excitement. He was doing an amazing job on me, I have never felt this aroused before with any of my partners, he knows exactly which buttons he has to push on me to have a mindblowing orgasm. It did not take long to reach my second one, as I came I grabbed on the blanket next to my head as I arched my back and let out a small screaming of his name. "Jesus Christ... you are incredible.." I panted as I leaned closer to him and kissed his lips.

"And the best part is yet to come baby." He breathed on my lips and got up from the bed. I was still panting as I was wathcing him unbuckle his belt and pushing his trousers with his boxers down seeing his fully hard dick sprung up nealry hitting his lower stomach. I swallowed hard as my eyes were scanning through his body and everytime my eyes went back to his hard member I felt like I was getting wetter. "Like what you see doll?" he teased and walked to his bedside table to pull a condom out.

"You really have no ide how mouthwatering can you be?"

"Good thing is that you can have this sight as many times as you just want it." He winked at me as he rolled the condom on and climbed back on the bad positioning himself between my legs. " And I would love to take a picture of you laying on my bed like this, with that lustfull look of yours." He licked his lips as he push his tip on my clit earning a sigh from me.

"You can take a picture, so next time you are away you still have something to look at." I winked at him as he had opened his mouth in surprise.

"Jesus Gina, you say and do something something that makes me like you even more." He mumbled and leaned closer to kiss me as he pushed himself into me, I gasp at the still new feeling of him filling me out fully. I grabbed on his hair in the back of his neck with one hand as my other was on his chest. I could feel under my palm how fast does his heart beats.

"I like you a lot too." I mumbled on his lips and felt him smiling as he kissed me back. He started with slow but deep thrust, which turned into faster a little later. He was moaning in my ear everytime he thrusted as I was holding myself on his shoulders scraping the his back with my nails. I pushed my hand down between our bodies and started to play with myself to bring the pleasure to another level. He was thrusting in me with an incredible speed as I reached my thrid orgasm, I was whining as he was still thrusting in and out of me letting me ride out my high. But after I came down from my orgasm he pulled out and with and easy move turned me around and pulled my up on my fours. He pushed on my back between my shoulders to make me lower my upper body on the mattress and poking out my ass more. I pushed my legs more apart and laid my head down on the pillow waiting for him to take me from the back. He was growling something in french before he slapped my ass and pushed himself in me. I grabbed on the pillow and whinced as I felt him inside of him. He felt so much bigger this way and I have had no idea how is it was possible. The feeling of him filling me up this way was incredible. He grabbed on my ass and waist and squezzed it as he started to pound me from behind. I cried out from the new feeling of pleasure and I reached back and grabbed on his thighs.

"Merde.." He whined and leaned forward before snaked his palm over my troath and pulled my body up to his. "You are incredible.." He whispered in my ear as I was moaning his name out. "We still have one more to achive so prepare yourself babygirl." He pushed his hand between my thighs and played with my overstimulated. I cried out loud at the feeling of hurt and pleasure of the same time. "Come on baby I know you can do it."

"Jesus....I'm cumming" I screamed as my orgasm arrived with rapid tempo due to the new position and I crashed on the mattress planting my face on the pillow. I saw that next to the bed there was a huge mirror on the wall. The thing that I can see perfectly the two of us as he was pounding me from behind with rapid speed and deep thrust could even make me cum another time. He was panting and grabbing on my ass thightly as he was getting closer and closer to his own release.

"Putain" he let out an animalistic growl after it too before I felt him twitching inside me and came. He crushed down next to me on the bed pulling my body with his. We were trying to cath out breath again from our exercise and I was playing the gold chain on his chest, and planting some kiss on the skin under it. "Shit sorry I think that one will stay there for a few days." He caressed the skin on my hips which had some red marks on it from his grip. I shook my head and kiss his cheek.

"It was worth it." I leaned closer and packed on his lips. "That mirror was a good idea." I pointed with my head to the wall.

"Oh yes, seeing you in pleasure while I fuck you is one of the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life." He kissed the tip of my nose. I felt my heart leaps forward at his comment because I was thinking about the same thing but hearing from him made it different. "Were you serious about taking a picture of you?

"Yes, why would I not. I know it will be harder for us after this weekend. I won't see you that much. And it makes me sad." I looked up at him as I was gathering my clothes from the floor.

"You can come to the other races too."

"Pierre I have to work also, I can't let my brothers to do everything instead of me. And also if you are going to the US it's not like Europe. And I can't take that many weeks off from work."

"Yea I know and I understand.." He sighed and looked down on the duvet and started to play with the wrinkles on it.

"But let's use all the time we have now okay?" I tilted his chin up and kissed his lips slowly.

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“Pierre, when will the guys arrive?” I yelled for him from the kitchen as I was preparing the dinner. As I just finished with my sentence the door bell rang.

“I guess now.” He appeared from his room and walked to the door. The guys have planned a get together on Tuesday afternoon due to that most of them will be already in Italy and they did not hang out during the summer break. “Ciao!” Pierre opened the door and fist bumped and hugged Charles and after greeting Charlotte with kisses on the cheek.

“Carlos is coming up in the elevator too so don’t close the door.” Charles looked back from his shoulder as he was going around the kitchen island to greet me. “Hey, that’s smells delicious what are you making.” He draped his arm around my shoulder and squeezed me before trying to steal a tomato from the cutting board.

“Pierre wanted to have tacos. So that’s what we are gonna have.” I nodded the mentioned guy’s way before I greeted Charlotte too.

“Where is my favourite Hungarian wine drinker fella? “ Carlos appeared at the door and greeted Pierre before came to my way and out the bottle of wine on the counter. “O tacos?” He beamed and he also tried to steal a tomato from the board.

“You guys are terrible!” I laughed and tried to swat them away from the kitchen.

“Can I help you somehow?” Pierre came behind me and kissed my temple after making his friends to sit down at the counter having some drinks in their hands.

“You can cut up the onions if you want to help.” I pushed the vegetables in front of him with a knife as I turned back to the stove mixing the meat in the pot. Not even a second later I heard a hiss.

“Gina, I cut my finger. I’m bleeding.” Pierre whined as I turned back to him and saw a little line on his finger which was not even bleeding that much.

“Me too since yesterday so please try to keep the crying on the minimum” I turned back to the pot when the room erupted in laughter including Pierre as well. I giggled as I looked back at him with a small smile making sure I was just joking.

“So that explains your grumpiness earlier today. I thought you did not have your breakfast.” He kissed my cheek and stepped away chatting with the guys.

"Hey, I got a mail from my manager about that for tomorrow afternoon we can go out one of the close tracks in here for testing out some cars. Would you like to come?" Charles asked as he took a sip out from his beer. I looked at Pierre with a pleasing look in my eyes while I moved my head up and down nodding to make him understand that I would love to go a program like this. " I guess she already decided" Carlos laughed as he pointed at my way and Pierre just shook his head smiling.

"Perfect, then I will send you the details about it and the time in the morning." Charles smiled and called his manager.

Everyone left around midnight, we were sitting out in Pierre’s flat’s huge balcony, chatting and drinking. They were talking about their vacation and the plans for the weeks after Monza. I was putting away all of the remaining food and filling up the washing machine, when two arm circle around my waist.

“I will finish this. Go take a shower, you deserve it. The dinner amazing, thank you.” He kissed my shoulder and then my cheeks as he was pushing me out from the kitchen. “And after we can cuddle. Okay?

“I would really love that, thank you.” I let a small smile on my lips and walk out of the kitchen.

——————-

“Babe, are you ready?" He walked in the room searching for me as I was going through my luggage searching for what to wear.

"I need like five minutes to get ready and we can go. I just can't find my jeans I wanted to wear today."

"You know, you can pack some of your things out from the luggage I have cleared a wardrobe for you." He leaned on the doorframe wathcing me going throw my clothes in my bag. My hand stopped roaming around the clothes and I looked up at him. " I mean if you think it's fast that's okay. I just thought that maybe you can leave some of your things in here so anytime you come here you don't have to bring that much with you. " He was so cute when he was rambling while he was fidgeting with his fingers. I was studying his figure as he was looking at his feet, I got up and walked closer to him and ran my fingers through his and squeezed his hand a little bit to make him look at me.

"If you would like me to have some of my stuff here and it's not scaring you that we are going this fast then I'm okay with it. Just show me the wardrobe where I can pack my stuff out later." I kissed the tip of his nose and his eyes light up and a huge smile appeared on his face. All the words from my friends back in Greece were going in my head about how much he looks like he is caring about me, and thinks about this as a serious thing. And I started to feel like a few days ago that I can really fall for this guy quickly but really deeply. With this suggestion it just made my heart leaps forward with big thumps, reassuring me that he does thing this as a really serious one. And that made me really happy and my fear of serious relationships started to fade away more and more.

"Okay, so we have three cars to try out. Two of them are racing cars." The owner of the track was pointing at the two black cars infront of us. "And the last one is for drifting. If you would like to try that one out too, we have a full drifting track for you where you can try drifting on dry circumtances and we can make the track wet so you can try that one out." He pointed at a blue chrome coloured Mustang GT. "I will bring out the helmets ina minute until you can choose which one you would like to drive." He smiled at us and went inside of the garage. I took a step closer and ran my finger through the hood of the Mustang.

"I’m really trying not the jealous over that car when you are touching it like that." Pierre laughed behind me with the other guys. I looked back at him with a huge smile on my lips " I guess you choose your weapon."

"Yes, I used to drift with a car like this, but a little bit older type."

"You drifted?"Charlotte asked and I looked at her smiling as I nodded my head.

"Dude this girl is the coolest one from all you previous girlfriends. She has a bar, has awsome car, can fix everything on them and she did drifting too..." Charles shaked his head laughing as Pierre grabbed my shoulder and pulled me closer to him and kissed the top of my head.

"I know she worth a fortune."

"Yes, my brother had a car like this. We all bought really bad conditioned cars and we fixed them and tuninged them up. So we could go out to car meeting and drifting shows. I had a Honda Civic it was my first car and I loved that car so much. But it was a piece of shit it always broke down in the middle of the road." I laughed as I remembered how many times I was fixing that car on the side of the roads, it always had some problem. It never mattered to that car if it was boiling hot or it was raining or snowing it could just stop, so I always had a bag full with tools inside of it so I can fix it up. At those times I was not laughing when I was laying under that car as it was showering but now I can look it back as funny memories.

"Okay I'm going with her!" Charlotte pointed at me after she took the helmet out of the guy's hand.

"Hey! I'm here too.. I 'm a racing driver!" Charles squeled offended as Pierre started laughing loudly which everyone joined soon. " Okay so now the game is on. We will have a drifting race. It's enough that you stole my best friend but I'm not giving you my love." He pointed at me threateningly but he had a small smile playing on his lips just as his eyes were shining mischevously. I shook his extended hand out in agreement.

"Okay, but don't cry when I beat your ass" I chuckeled and I got the helmet on and I was watching the guys as they were getting ready too.

"Hey cool one!" Pierre stepped closer flicking my helmet. " Show this whining one that you can drift better then him, okay?" He knocked his helmet to mine when I shook my head in agreement. " But come back to me in one piece okay?" He pointed his pinky at me and as our tradition.

I started the car and the familiar humming started I felt the adrenalin pumping in my veins. I put the car in first gear and started off at the track. I did some warm up laps before I nodded the guys on the side that I'm ready to start the timer. Charles finished with a short time on the track so I grabbed the wheel strgonly as I started on the track trying to beat the F1 driver. Even if it was more then a year ago that I drifted last it was like cycling,you can't forget how to do it. When I finished the track with a additional doughnut slideing really close to the wall where the guys were standing.

"So what the time?" I asked looking out of the window watching as Charlotte's smile got bigger when she read off the number's from Charle's phone.

"You beat him with 5 seconds." She clapped her hand together and I got out of the car jumping around the car before heading to his way and took my hand out for a shake.

"Thank you for the race Leclerc."

"You did a good job Gina." He smiled at me warmly as he shook my hand.

"I don't know if I should be scared of your driving skills or be absouletely turned on by them." Pierre hugged my from behind as he whispered in my ears after I took the helmet off. "But I'm really proud of you, this was awsome." He kissed my cheek as I was just standing there smiling happily.

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[hohoz]

How RE Village (8) SOLVED almost every problem that I had with RE Series

Okay - a few weeks ago I made a post that was “The ones that suffer the most” where I showed and explained my main problems with Chris and Jill and the RE series in general 

RE 1 is my fav game of this series and probably one of my all time favs, I player every RE there is to be played except 4 (because I dislike Leon, sry) 

Recently, specially after 4, the franchise had a few problems, specially in writing/map design/lore 

Resident evil 5 for example (I love this game) but it has it flaws, Chris there is only driven by anger and action - Sheva is used as a tool for lore exposition and to be Chris’s new partner 

PLEASE: be aware that game at that generation didn’t have much lore - with some exceptions, like God of War 1 2 3 were a simply game with a simple lore, and the most recent GoW has evolved a little bit in the storytelling

Until we hit rock bottom in RE6 - I know a lot of people like this game, but this is only and action game, bad writing and generic stages. 

Chris there is so mistreated that makes me mad (if you want to read more about this go to my other post “the ones that suffer the most”)

Until RE7 appeared, Capcom had a new engine and they wanted to do a game that was more horror like - since RE is know for being a Survival horror game.

I liked 7 - some people complained about Ethan being without emotion and others complained about the mold, a few didn’t like the FEAR vibes from Eveline. 

I personally enjoyed the game, I thought RE series was going back on track, that game has it’s problems but it was really nice compared to what we had in 6.

After that game I had a conversation with my best friend and I said that I wanted a game that portrayed Umbrella’s fall since the only game that shows this is Umbrellas Chronicles (and that is most a resume of what happened)

And I said: “Bro, I wish that when they made that game, they could tie some mythological lore and human evolution before Umbrella - using Spencer, this would solve LOT OF STUFF and open new ways to handle this series”

and guess what - this happened in RE8 and kudos to the one writer that did that, i have my gratitude. 

RESIDENT EVIL 8 is probably one of the BEST RE games that we had IN YEARS

And I want to address all thing that I loved in this game and do some predictions to what will happen in the next games.

“WELL WELL IF IT ISN’T ETHAN WINTERS” (The Father of the year)

My father was not a great guy... really, so I want to be the best dad ever, I really want be like Ethan - a guy who is ready to sacrifice and fight every monster in the way to save my family. 

Ethan was a character that in RE7 was used to make us fell like that it was us in the Baker’s house, so that is why he didn’t had that much personality (in my opinion) but they changed that in RE8, here he has nice dialogues AND a diary 

He has one of the best story line in the whole REverse, a guy that did EVERYTHING in his power to save his daughter - and you saw that playing the game, every sentence line that he delivered, he tried to save others too and even tho Chris said to him stay put ... but he couldn’t, he had to go to the altar, he had to help Chris, he had to go forward and keep going, specially after having the tools to face Heisenberg. 

The plea from a father, that was his last wish, after he heard that Mia was alive he knew that someone had to stop that monster, he made a promise to his daughter “Daddy won’t let those weird fairy tale monsters get you” so he trusted Chris, to be the one that teaches his kid how to be brave and strong

I will not address Chris and Rose situation here because this is Ethans part and he deserves completely all the spotlight, his sacrifice was 100x times better than Steve (CV)/Piers(6)

My cheers to Ethan Winters - You have my respect !

Revelations -> RE8 

So leaks from earlier times said that RE8 sucked and Revelations 3 was amazing

Revelations FYI is know for using old tales in RE stories 

Revelations 1 - Dante’s Inferno 

Revelations 2 - Frans Kafka 

Revelations 3 - Dracula 

But since RE8 sucked, Capcom said to the REV3 team that they could make REV3 become RE8 and they accepted 

Revelations series is one of the best in the games, they handle Jill in a way that I love, Claire and even Barry - so they deserve all the spotlight for making this awesome game - you CLEARLY can see that they love this series and that they treat all the characters with the love that they deserve. 

Keeping that in mind, they are the same team that made Rev 2 and in REV 2 we have this file here 

So they had a plan for Jill and we can see that in RE8 - I will address that later but keep that in mind - this team cares for the old characters, they were the ones that brought Barry back to the games :V 

Chris Redfield 

This is a hard one, because he is my fav character and I usually have the most critics regard him, since I’ve expect a lot from Capcom 

In the latest games they made him kind dumb, only muscles type of guy and an alcoholic that let all the people in his surroundings die (RE5,RE6,Vendetta) 

RE6 treats him the WORST

But in RE8 he had an amazing part in the storyline, it was obvious that he wasn’t evil and they FIXED HIS EYE COLOR - FINALLY 

I still don’t like the model face that much but it’s way better than 7 - so I believe Capcom, I still feel that he need more jawline 

But let’s go to the most important thing - here he really feels like a squad leader and a veteran, he has his team but he is the one in the front line, he covers and ask for help when he needs, everything about his line delivery makes you feel like “Woah, this guy is a badass, he is not some stupid guy only driven by emotions”

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR FINALLY GETTING THIS RIGHT 

If you remember my post about the ones that suffer the most / Jill is also in that list and I will talk about her a little bit later but if my guess is right RE8 saved her character aswell

Another thing that I enjoyed here is the fact that he is kind of a mercenary / Neo Umbrella kind of guy, even tho he is one of the founders of the BSAA

So I will give you all my score to this game: 

9/10

I won’t give 10/10 because of some technical issues, the cursor lock didn’t work and mouse sensitivity was i dunno, not the best. 

RE8 and the future (PREDICTIONS)  - Jill Valentine, Chris Redfield, BSAA, Neo Umbrella, Ada Wong and Rosemary

First let’s look Rose

The first time I saw Rose all grown up - I thought to myself : She has the same problem as Eveline (age a lot faster than normal) 

But she also absorbed Miranda’s power since the metalicite (something like this) thought that she was a better host. - so maybe she will live longer or something because I doubt that they will do a 14 years time skip. 

This is not the same as Terra Save logo (Claire’s job) but it kind reminds me of it - her shoes appeared at least 3 times in this cut scene so maybe they are trying to show some hints with this 

She really reminds me of Jodie (Beyond two souls, a game where a girl has a lot of power and the gov uses her in missions and stuff, but she also is learning how to be her own person) 

Another thing here is that they don’t have a logo in this car, it really reminds me the car that Chris as using in RE8 

This supports the theory that Chris’s organization is dealing with her instead of the BSAA, the she is a hot headed girl and that she had a lot of powers. 

So here you can say that she is just a kid because she is a teenager, but what if she actually grows older really fast (like Eveline) maybe this is just 1 year later / 2 yrs later. (after RE8)

So this is the tricky part, this is Chris’s guard/soldier, someone that Chris trust to stand by her side, in my mind I do believe that Chris is kind of a father figure to her, so when this guys says this he is thinking about hot head Chris but she replies “Yeah” thinking about Ethan - (she has the mold memories, so she can actually remember Ethan’s memories) 

Now let’s look at this 

BSAA 

So in REV1 is hinted that BSAA is not the best organization in the world, but since our heroes work there we think that they are the good guys right ? 

In REV 2 (it’s important to remember that the team that created RE8 is the same from the REVELATIONS and they had this file here in REV2)

This email is from Jill and what does Jill have ? T-Virus 

Wesker is a different case since he was a project and she had the vaccine but this would make a lot of sense if they had this tests with Jill to get the T-Virus

If that is the case, they explained Jill’s absence in the main games, could even explain why Chris left BSAA and opened a new window to a lot of possibilities 

My Predictions: 

- Chris had trouble dealing with BSAA and Jill’s case, he wanted to get her out of there, maybe he removed her from there but that resulted in him being expelled from the force

-Jill may or may not know what they are doing with her blood, but she will have a huge part in the BOW used by BSAA 

-Chris is married to Jill (sorry- I had to place this here, in a perfect world he has two kids with her and they all love aunt Rose) 

-Chris will hopefully be a father figure to Rose and they will be in a game together since in the end they came to get her

-Rebecca is still involved in BSAA activities (leak from new REV3) if you consider Vendetta canon, she maybe the one that used Jill’s sample of blood to create the virus soldiers

-Barry maybe retired 

-I don’t think Leon will be in this game, but he will get his RE4 Rmk 

- I do believe RE9 will be release after Code veronica rmk and MAYBE they will do a game about Umbrella’s Fall (Chris and Jill in Europe against Red Queen and BOWs) 

But that is it, you can see a lot of elements from old RE games in RE8, they tried to do something really smart and the game felt amazing to play, that was something else and it’s been a while since a player a RE game that made me feel that way <3

[zukkoxx]

mha boys realizing they’re in love pt.1

w/ deku, bakugo

tw⚠️ insecurities!, self doubt!

deku 🥦

izuku knew he loved you since you guys started dating.

he had liked you for a long time, and when you finally got together in your last year of UA, he couldn’t have been happier.

he planned on living the rest of his life with you. and would go through any feats to make it possible.

so when you started to feel doubts about your relationship? that was a wake up call for him.

you had just finished training, all sweaty and tired, walking back to your dorm with a towel around your neck.

you scrolled through your phone mindlessly, and just happened to come across a twitter post about your boyfriend, deku, who had just taken down one of the villains that’s been on the run for months.

you smiled. you were so proud of him. already achieving his dream in becoming one of the greatest heroes. and getting the recognition he finally deserved.

you made it your your dorm, slumping on your bed as you read some of the comments.

woah this guy is still attending UA!? he’ll be a great hero for sure

there’s no one like him!

deku strikes again! what a stud😍

you laughed at some, grimaced at others that claimed the mission was too easy for him. but one particular comment had you freezing in your spot.

is he single? i won’t hesitate to run to the scene and give him my hand in marriage right now!

you knew it was a fun, lighthearted comment. but you clicked the the commenters page and instantly noticed how beautiful as preppy she was.

she was also a big deku fan...probably had more merch than you.

you sighed and threw your phone across the bed.

for the past few weeks, you had been thinking about how different you and izuku were in terms of success.

you were both in your last year of high school, and he had already done so much.

worked on so many cases with pro heroes and went through successful missions all the time. he was destined to become the greatest hero.

and you?

well, you’ve never even caught a villain.

sure you’ve helped out on low grade missions for the hero you interned under, but you had never been publicly praised like izuku. you never stood out.

you had trouble believing you’d become a hero at all.

you always wondered, wouldn’t izuku be better off with someone that could keep up with him? who wouldn’t hold him back. someone who he wouldn’t leave in the dust when he excelled in the future.

he deserved someone better.

your thoughts were cut off when your dorm door brushed open, revealing no other than the man himself.

izuku walked into your room with worried eyes and seemed out of breath.

“y/n? ive texted and called a bunch of times. why haven’t you answered?” he asked, and you subtly turned to your phone that you discarded on the other half of the bed.

“my ringer was off. sorry izu.” you tired to give him a smile as he sat next to you on your bed. “i saw an article about your mission today. you were amazing!” you complimented.

“ahh you give me too much credit. i couldn’t have dont anything with the pro heroes and other people helping.”

“still, you’re a great hero. i wish i was like that.” you chuckle dryly, past insecurities already pushing forward again.

“what!? you’re a great hero y/n!” izuku exclaimed.

“i’ve barely done anything izuku. i don’t know how you put up with me. i should be able to help you on your missions, but i’m stuck in the same position i have been in. i don’t know when i’ll improve.”

you didn’t mean to sound so pathetic, but you had been feeling this way for so long. it was all just spilling out now.

and izuku? he literally stopped breathing when he heard what you were saying about yourself. “you deserve someone that will be able to keep up with you. what will people think when they find out the amazing deku is dating a weak, incapable, good for nothing-”

“don’t say one more word y/n.” izuku cuts you off, and you look up to meet his eyes piercing yours.

they were dark, nothing like their usual gleaming glow that shined when he looked at you.

there was no sign of amusement on any of his features. just dead seriousness

“what the hell are you talking about y/n?” he asks, but doesn’t give you a chance to respond. “you’re one of the most courageous, brave, intelligent, capable people i know! where is all of this coming from?”

“i’ve been thinking about it for a while. it’s just you’re so...amazing and i’m so...” you knew anything you could have said after that would make him even more angry. it was nothing positive.

god he probably hated you for being so insecure.

“you’re you, y/n.” izuku says softly. “you’re you and you’re who i love. i don’t care about what i do, what you do, who says what! i love you for you!”

izuku looks at you with so much love and compassion. you stared into his eyes, wondering what was gong on in his head.

well? at the moment he despised himself for letting you feel this way.

you were his whole world! the person who supported you in everything he did and he would support you in the same way! he couldn’t understand why you were feeling this way when he was literally...in love with you.

he loved you yeah of course, but hearing the way you were speaking about yourself, and how you had doubts about your relationship made his heart physically hurt. he was absolutely and unconditionally in love with you and wouldn’t be able to see himself with anyone else.

and he needed you to hear it.

“y/n you’re my everything! i’m so in love with you, no amount of fame or recognition could make me even think about leaving you!” izuku said urgently, and he finally calmed down when he saw a slight smile reach your lips.

a real one this time.

the conversation continued, and izuku promised to let you learn and remember how in love he was with you until it was the last thing he’d do.

bakugo 💥

bakugo would never pursue anyone unless he definitely knew he loved them.

so of course he never asked you out when he couldn’t differentiate if what he felt for you was love, or if it was a stupid little crush.

he didn’t like thinking about his feelings, especially the irrelevant ones.

he was trying to become the number one hero. who needed time for love anyways?

so he ignored his “feelings” for you, not allowing them to confuse him any longer.

it wasn’t until a few months into his third year when bakugo got the worst news of his life.

you were on a mission. an important one that had you absent from school for weeks.

bakugo was worried.

he’d text you every few days, asking what was going on and how things were and you’d always respond with “it’s fine.” or “we’re hanging in there.”

he assumed it was a pretty difficult mission, but nothing you couldn’t handle.

you were strong

so when he heard from a certain icy-hot that you were in the hospital in critical condition after completing the mission, he forgot about everything and ran straight to you.

ignoring aizawa’s calls, he almost blasted himself out of UA and checked every hospital for you, considering he didn’t even ask todoroki which one you were in before he left.

when he finally reached the hospital holding you, he sprinted to your room.

he found you hooked up to a bunch of wires and tests.

you looked peaceful, sleeping while the heart monitor beeped beside you.

but you looked horrible. bloody bandages covered almost every limb, and your body was covered in bruises.

bakugo’s heart dropped to his stomach. he couldn’t stand seeing you like this.

why does his feelings have to be 100x more noticeable when your tragically hurt!?

he sat down on the empty chair beside the hospital bed, wondering why no one else was visiting at this time.

he stared at you, something he couldn’t get off of his mind lately.

“why do you make me feel things, dumbass?” he asked, waiting for a response. “i never skip class! you just had to get hurt and make me skip the test review.” he rolled his eyes, but his face softened as he looked at you, still sleeping.

“i’ll help you study. you’ll probably fail without going over what we learned.”

.....

“would you wake up, you shitty woman!” he yelled, gripping the side of your bed “this is scary, you know?”

.....

“i should’ve called you today, i just assumed you’d be too busy to talk. if you told me you were in trouble, i’d blast my ass to wherever you were in a heartbeat.” bakugo said, feeling his actual heart skip a beat when you still didn’t respond. 

“please wake up...”

after about an hour of waiting, your other classmates came in, checking on your condition.

you still hadn’t woken up, but your vitals were better and your breath were more steady.

by the time night fell, everyone left; except for bakugo

he was just starting to fall asleep when he felt she. he heard you stir in the hospital bed.

his head shot up, quickly turning to face you as he saw you blinking you eyes slowly.

“y/n!” he yelled a little louder than anticipated, making you shoot awake and look at him.

you blinked a few more times before realizing who you were looking at. “katsuki!?” you asked, trying to sit up, but feeling a sharp pain in your side.

“hey! don’t move dumbass. are you okay? do you remember anything?” he frantically asked.

“umm...i’m fine?” you said, sounding like you were trying to convince yourself. “why are you here?”

“why am i here? you were admitted into the hospital in critical condition!”

“i-i’m sorry, everything’s a bit fuzzy right now.” you say softly, putting a hand on your forehead and tryin got remember everything.

bakugo softened, and waited until you got yourself together. “how long have you been here?” you ask

“since this morning.”

“this morning!? katsuki what about school? do your parents even know you’re here?”

“why the hell are you worried about me? you’re the one hooked up to all these machines and can barely move!” bakugo yelled, trying to understand why you were so focused on him being there with you.

“i just never thought you’d be the one to go out of your way to check on someone. let alone be here the whole day...” you whispered, suddenly feeling shy at the idea of bakugo keeping your sleeping body company for hours.

bakugo froze at your words.

he really wasn’t the type to go check on people for more than a few minutes. especially not one to skip school because of it.

maybe he did this because he felt a little more than what he thought he did.

maybe this wasn’t a stupid little crush? maybe it was something serious that he had just been blowing off.

when he heard about your condition, he just couldn’t stand by. there must have been something that pushed him to run to you.

“it’s cause u care about you...idiot. i wasn’t gonna a let you suffer here alone.” he huffs, crossing his arms.

“katsukiii do you like me or something?” you asked in a teasing tone

he couldn’t believe you were making jokes at a time like this. furthermore, he couldn’t believe how easy it was for you to see through his facade.

“i do.” he states. there was no point in lying.

“i was just kidding kats-“

“i’m not.” he cuts you off. “i care about you, and i like you. a lot. so...you better like be bad damn it. or i’ll blow you to bits!”

you chuckled and smiled tenderly at him. you definitely weren’t expecting him to say that, but you weren’t complaining.

“i like you too...i guess.” you smile, and katsuki tsked before smirking at you.

he finally felt like he could breath again, and that everything was going to be fine now.

except...katsuki didn’t like you. he loved you. but no way would he tell you that

this absolutely sucks i can’t believe i’m posting this. if you can, plz give me some requests so i don’t make trash hcs like this again. they’ll be a pt.2 later. hopefully it isn’t as bad as this one.

click here to send a request. i’d really appreciate it!

[miafic]

so. ive been thinking aaaa lottttt about yesterdays livestream, and i was reading some of the foster au posts and now i cant stop thinking about baby aws cutting off all his hair and what mr w’s reaction would be (and if otto would try to copy him oml,,,,,,)

awsten did actually hack his hair off in one of my posts before lol (here) but it wasn’t the foster au

geoff would - like some of us did, myself included - immediately feel concerned. i understood that what awsten was doing was a metaphor or whatever, but i’ve chopped my hair off like that when i was going to kill myself, and geoff’s mind would jump to that conclusion as well, that there was something not right mentally. 

he knows awsten is really little, though, so he’s pretty sure that he was just experimenting. they’d have a long, gentle talk, and geoff would find out that he was “trying to do what mommy does.” his hair was too long and it was bothering him, so he cut it off himself as well as he could. 

awsten worries that geoff is mad, so he cries a little, but geoff just promises him that he’s not in any trouble. that next time they can get a “real” haircut. awsten asks if that means at miss dorothy’s house, because he doesn’t like how her porch smells like cigarettes. geoff says that they can go into town if he’d prefer. awsten says yes. 

awsten is so thrilled with his experience at the hair salon in the next town that he talks about it every day for four or five days. that’s what otto wants to copy. his mom has always done his hair herself, but awsten talks about the purple spray bottle and the “blanket” with nemo and dory on it that he got to wear around himself while he sat on the booster seat in the big, fancy chair in front of the giant mirror, and otto wants a turn. 

i could see awsten getting his hair really short and LOVING it. like this length. geoff likes it a lot better too bc it’s not in his face all the time and it’s 100x easier to wash at bath time. 

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Marinette Dupain-Cheng’s Spite Playlist: Original CH11

Chapter 11 is here! :D Are you all ready to meet Malin?

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Chapter 11: Sorry Not Sorry

“I know our duty is to the city, but I can’t help these feelings stirring in my chest. Every time I see her brilliant blue eyes shining in the moonlight, I am overcome with passion and admiration. She truly is Miraculous.”

Eliott paused to look at Marinette for approval.

“How was that?” He asked with a wince.

“Incredible! You’re really talented,” she said, clapping as Eliott rubbed the back of his neck.

“Thanks, but I just still feel like I could do better. Opening night is tomorrow, and I’m playing a lead role. Everything has to be perfect,” he paced nervously, adjusting his black mask.

“Eliott, I’m sure you’ll be fine. You make a wonderfully convincing Chat Noir,” she assured him.

“Wonderfully convincing isn’t perfect. This play is a tribute to Ladybug and Chat Noir’s triumph on Heroes’ Day. If I screw up then I’ll be dishonoring them,” he sat down, face falling into his hands.

“No, you won’t,” she said, pacing over to rub his back. “You’re an amazing actor, and I know you’re gonna kill it.”

“Places in 5 everyone!” The director called as she swept through the stage as crew members secured backdrops and props, and Eliott let a deep breath pass his lips.

“I’ll be watching in the audience. You got this,” she said, giving his shoulders a squeeze.

“Thanks, Marinette,” he offered her a small smile. “And thanks for coming to watch our dress rehearsal.”

“Thanks for inviting me,” she returned the expression brightly.

“Sorry I’m so crazy about everything, I just want to be the best. I’m already at a disadvantage because of who I am, so I have to put in 100x the effort,” he said, fiddling with his gloves. “I’ve been studying English since I was little because my dream is to perform on Broadway.”

“You’ll get there, and I’ll be sitting in the front row,” she promised, and Eliott sat up.

“I actually owe you, Marinette. You’ve helped me as an actor a lot since we met,” he said, her cheeks flushed.

“Me? How?”

“Because you’ve taught me to take risks. Before I met you, I was just coasting through life, staying out of the way, playing it safe, but now I can stand up for other people and speak out,” he explained with a smile. “You’ve helped me find my courage to step outside my comfort zone.”

At that she smiled, cheeks pink until a nasally voice grabbed their attention.

“Watch where you’re going!”

“Sorry!” The stagehand shrank a little.

“Margot, is there a problem?” Eliott jumped up.

“She bumped into me! Can you imagine if I had fallen and broken a wrist the day before opening night? How can I play Ladybug with a broken wrist?” She shouted, and Eliott stepped between them, holding up defensive hands.

“I’m sure it was just an accident. No one got hurt, so why don’t you go cool off? We’re almost ready to start,” he gently directed her away.

“Ugh, whatever. Just stay out of my way!” She snapped before stalking off.

“Two minutes!”

“Are you okay, Lisette?” Eliott asked, placing an arm around her.

“You know my name?” Her eyebrows raised.

“Of course. You hand me my props before I go on stage,” he chuckled. “Don’t let Margot get to you. She’s just worked up because the show is tomorrow.”

Lisette’s cheeks darkened, and she gave a small nod before scurrying off to her position.

Marinette couldn’t help the smile on her lips as Eliott found his mark and took a few deep breaths to center himself. He really had grown since they met, and if someone had to play Chat Noir, she was glad it was him. He really was worthy of being a hero, even if his costar was the worst. She couldn’t believe they cast such a brat to play Ladybug.

Speaking of brats, Marinette thought back to her encounter with Gabrielle several nights prior. True to her word, Gabrielle hadn’t bothered them since. She still wondered what she was doing out on her own like that, and what the apron in her bag was for. Something fishy was going on with her, and Marinette had to wonder if it had anything to do with her empty threats the other day. No matter, she was just glad that she was keeping her word. It was about time she got some peace and quiet.

***

“Adrien, bro, long time no see,” Nino pulled him in for a quick hug.

“Sorry it took a while to sync our schedules,” Alya said taking a seat at the café table.

“It’s fine. No worries,” Adrien said, taking the seat across from them.

“So, what’s up, dude? You said you wanted to talk?” Nino leaned his elbows on the table, and Adrien took a deep breath.

“Yeah. It’s about Lila,” he started, clasping his hands together to keep them from fidgeting. “There’s something you should know.”

“Does someone need a wingman?” Nino smirked, and Adrien suppressed a shudder.

“No,” he shook his head. “She’s-”

“Don’t be modest. We can totally help. Then we can go on double dates,” Alya said, and Adrien took a deep breath. “Lila is a-”

“Liar.” Adrien said, and Nino and Alya’s jaws dropped. “Lila’s a liar. Marinette was right, and I can prove it.”

“Oh, can you?” Alya arched a brow, crossing her arms over her chest.

“The day she came here, she tried to convince me that she was the descendent of a superheroine to impress me, but Ladybug showed up and called her out over your blog post,” Adrien explained. “She and Ladybug had never met before, and truthfully, I don’t think they really even like each other.”

“Can anyone else confirm your story?” Alya asked, pressing her lips into a firm line.

“Marinette can,” Adrien said, and Alya and Nino exchanged looks.

“Ya know what I think? I think Marinette got to you because she tried to tell us a similar story before too, but she had no proof,” Alya said.

“Why would I lie to you?” Adrien asked.

“Why would Lila?” Nino shot back, and Adrien’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Can you blame us for being a little suspicious? We know you and Marinette still hang out because she lives right across from the school, and we see you walking in all the time,” Alya said pointedly. “Plus, why wait so long to tell us if this happened when Lila first moved here? That was months ago.”

“I didn’t want to start trouble.”

“So why start it now?” Alya challenged, and Adrien shifted. “If you really knew this from day one, why wait until now to bring it up? Doesn’t that seem a little suspicious to you?”

“I know,” Adrien pinched the bridge of his nose. “But I am telling the truth. Marinette isn’t the enemy here.”

Alya and Nino eyed him a moment before Alya stood up and slung her bag over her shoulder.

“I find it a little hard to trust you entirely when you’ve been hanging out with her,” she said, and Adrien opened his mouth to speak, but she continued, “I’ll look into your claim and ask Ladybug myself before I believe anything.”

“Fine. Ask her,” Adrien said as Nino stood up and gathered his things, and Alya stalked off. “You believe me, don’t you, Nino?”

“Sorry, bro, catch you later,” Nino said with a wince, and Adrien pressed his lips together.

“Yeah. Later.”

***

“Your rehearsal was amazing,” Marinette said afterward over tea, and Eliott stirred his with a small smile. “Well, except for Margot’s prop mishap. I thought she was going to have a meltdown.”

“She’s a great actress until something goes wrong,” Eliott rolled his eyes. “I just feel bad for Lisette. She looked like she wanted to kill her afterward.”

“Speaking of, I think she might have a crush on you,” Marinette said with a smirk.

“Lisette? Nah,” Eliott averted his gaze, rubbing the back of his neck and taking a sip of his tea. “I’m not anyone important. There’s no way she’d be into me.”

“That’s not true. You’re an amazing actor,” Marinette said. “I mean that, you don’t have anything to worry about.”

“Thanks, I guess I’m just nervous,” he said, ruffling his hair. “I’ve starred in dozens of plays before, but I still get just as anxious every time. Once I’m out there it’s fine, but I just get pre-performance jitters.”

“I’ll be cheering you on the whole time, and so will Macy, Martin, and Adrien,” she said, placing a hand over his, and he flicked his gaze up to hers with a grateful smile that took a devilish turn.

“You and Adrien sure seem to get along,” he remarked, sipping his tea.

“Oh, do we? I mean, of course we do. We’re just friends, I don’t have feelings for him at all,” she said with a nervous titter, and Eliott smirked.

“I never said you did,” he said, and Marinette’s cheeks darkened.

“Oh, um, yeah, well then I- don’t tell Macy,” she hung her head in defeat.

“Your secret’s safe with me,” he held up relenting hands. “Though you don’t have to worry about Macy’s crush. It’s superficial. She fixates on some famous guy for a while then moves on when something new catches her eye.”

“Good. I don’t want it to cause conflict,” Marinette relaxed.

“Nah, I’m sure if she knew she’d back off,” Eliott assured her. “She’s extremely loyal to her friends and would never try to take away something you wanted even if she wants it too.”

“That’s a relief,” Marinette let out a breath, and Eliott chuckled in amusement.

“Though I do have to wonder which sounds better, Marinette Agreste or Adrien Dupain-Cheng?” He said, taking another smug sip of tea as Marinette nearly choked on her own.

“Eliott!”

“I’m kinda partial to Adrien Dupain-Cheng myself.”

“Stop!” She covered her face, cheeks burning as Eliott threw his head back with a laugh.

A herd of people stampeded up the side walk right before a loud crash sounded a few blocks over, and Eliott tackled Marinette to the ground, cradling her head.

“That sounded close, we should run,” she said, and Eliott nodded, taking her hand and pulling her up.

“My yacht isn’t far from here, we can hide there,” he said, tugging her through the crowd.

As much as she hated to do it, she knew she needed to get away, so she gradually let herself slip from his grasp. Eliott turned over his shoulder in an attempt to reach her again, but too many people crowded between them.

“Marinette!”

“Go! I’ll catch up,” she called. His eyebrows furrowed worriedly, but he pressed on without question, allowing her to duck into a nearby alley. “Ready, Tikki? Transform me!”

“Well, well we meet again, m’lady,” Chat’s flirtatious lilt called as he staff-coptered down to join her on the roof.

“I would hope so since saving the city is our job,” she flicked his bell with a chuckle. “I think it’s about time we clocked in, don’t you?”

“Ladies first,” Chat bowed as Ladybug tossed her yoyo and shot into action.

“Don’t mean to interrupt your tirade, but I’m gonna need to see some license and registration for that car,” Chat said as they landed, and the akuma turned to them with a growl, tossing the car aside. “What’s the matter? Rough break up?”

Ladybug spotted a small blonde girl cowering beneath the villain.

“Civilian alert!” She said, and Chat fixed his gaze on her too.

“On it,” he nodded, springing into action.

“Ladybug! Chat Noir! I am Showstopper, and I’m about to give Paris the performance of a lifetime after I get rid of her.” She turned back to the girl, and Ladybug gasped.

“That’s Lisette which means Showstopper must be Margot! She really was upset by that mistake,” Ladybug realized as Lisette attempted to run, but Showstopper shot a ball of light at her with the tennis racket, the lucky charm prop from the play and likely where the akuma was hiding. In an instant, Lisette froze in place, but before Showstopper could make her next move, Chat Noir swung with his staff, forcing her to block. A few seconds passed, and the magic faded, allowing Lisette to break for it.

“So that’s it,” Ladybug said under her breath then calling to Chat, “Don’t let her hit you, or you’ll freeze for a few seconds!”

“Got it!” Chat said, dodging past an orb.

Once she drove them back several paces, she dashed after Lisette, launching a bus to the end of the street to block the exit.

“Going somewhere?”

“No, but you are,” Ladybug said, hooking her yoyo around her ankle, but before she could tug the slack, Showstopper lobbed several more orbs at her, forcing her to take cover with Chat behind two flipped over cars.

“We need a plan to get that girl out of here,” Chat said, peeking over the side, and Ladybug tapped her chin.

“Lucky Charm!” She called, eyebrows raising as a paper lantern landed in her hands.

“Oh great, you gonna light the way for her to wreck that girl?” Chat said while Ladybug stared at it contemplatively.

“I need to go to Master Fu,” she said. “We need the fox for this one, can I trust you to handle things until I get back?”

“Just don’t keep me waiting too long,” Chat said with a nod before they broke off.

“Master Fu?” Marinette knocked, peeking her head inside.

“What is it, Marinette?”

“I need the fox Miraculous to win this battle,” she said, entering quickly.

“Have you found someone you trust to wield it?” He asked, quirking a brow, and Marinette took a deep breath and nodded.

“I know exactly who to pick this time,” she said, and Master Fu stood up to retrieve the Miracle Box from the phonograph.

“I have faith in you, Marinette,” he said as she reached for the necklace.

“This time I won’t let you down,” she vowed with a determined nod, and Master Fu offered her one of his proud, grandfatherly smiles.

“You never have,” he said, and she felt her chest swirl with pride as she stood up.

“Spots on.”

Eliott flinched as a thud sounded on the deck above, and he peeked out from under the counter, wondering if perhaps Marinette had finally found her way or if they akuma had found him. Slowly creeping his way out, he grabbed a nearby lamp and inched toward the door as the lock clicked, but to his surprise Ladybug burst through.

“Ladybug!” He relaxed and lowered the lamp. “Thank goodness, have you seen my friend Marinette? We got separated, and I told her to come here, but-”

“Don’t worry. She’s safe,” Ladybug said. “Actually, I need your help.”

“My help?” He arched a brow. “I mean, sure, I'll do anything.”

“Eliott Chasse, this is the Miraculous of the fox which grants the power of illusion. You will use it to fight for the greater good.” She extended the box to him, and he eyed it cautiously.

“Whoa, you're giving me a Miraculous?” He gasped. “But wait, why me? What happened to Rena Rouge?”

“She's...not around,” Ladybug said, averting her gaze. “Will you help me?”

“I-I dunno. I think my friend Marinette would be way better at this than me,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “You should ask her.”

“Eliott,” Ladybug smiled, placing a hand on his shoulder, “you are the right person for this job. Have courage and believe in your own ability. That's all you need to be a superhero.”

Eliott pressed his lips together, mulling it over before he reached out to take the box. Shielding his eyes from the bright light, he gaped in disbelief as Trixx materialized.

“Whoa!”

“This is Trixx. She's a kwami, a magical being that grants you your powers. All you have to say is ‘Trixx, transform me!’”

“Alright then,” he nodded, fastening the clasp of the necklace. “Trixx, transform me!”

Eliott glanced down at his orange and black suit with a grin. “This is so awesome!”

“Do you know how your powers work?” Ladybug asked, tugging him up to the main deck.

“Of course. I studied a lot of news footage in preparation for my role as Chat Noir. I wanted to accurately portray the team's dynamic,” he affirmed.

“Good, then follow me.”

Ladybug tossed her yoyo and shot off, and Eliott glanced down at the water hesitantly before taking a few steps back to get a running start and following. His breath hitched as he soared over the Seine, landing effortlessly on the roof and glancing back at his yacht. Had he really scaled such a large distance in only seconds?

“I know it's a lot to take in, but we don't have a lot of time,” Ladybug said, and Eliott blinked out of his trance.

“Right, sorry!”

Showstopper had taken the battle all the way to the Eiffel Tower where she held a frozen Lisette over the edge. Chat Noir held up defensive hands as he attempted to negotiate.

“Hand over your Miraculous, or I'll drop her!”

“Maybe we can come to a compromise,” Chat reasoned, but Showstopper was in no mood.

“You have five seconds. One!”

“There has to be something else you want.”

“Two.”

“After all this is murder we're talking about.”

“Three!”

“I'm sure she didn't mean any harm.”

“Four!”

“Ladybug, hurry up!”

“Five!”

Before Chat could react, Showstopper released her grip, sending Lisette plunging toward her doom. Chat attempted to dive after her, but Showstopper pitched another orb at him, though before it could reach him, Ladybug swung in to deflect it.

“Ladybug! The girl!”

“Already taken care of,” Ladybug assured him.

Lisette unfroze midway down, eyes widening in fear as the ground grew closer, but just as a scream reached her throat, strong arms crashed into her, filling her vision with orange as they flew back toward the Eiffel Tower. Her screams echoed across the bars as she clung to her rescuer for dear life, eventually finding herself staring into warm brown eyes.

“Falling from heaven, angel?” He winked, setting her on her feet gently, and she blinked in shock, cheeks flushing. “Stay hidden. Showstopper can't see you if we want our plan to work.”

“Wait,” she said, catching his wrist as he moved to leave. “Who are you?”

“Call me Malin,” he grinned, and she felt her heart skip as he gave a small two-fingered salute and leapt over the edge.

Malin summoned his Mirage on the way up, a smug grin curling on his lips as he made his way to the top.

“You're too late to save her!” Showstopper proclaimed, and Malin cleared his throat.

“Are we?” He clocked a brow as Showstopper spun around to see him holding his fake damsel.

“No!”

“New friend?” Chat cocked a brow.

“I'll tell you later,” Ladybug said as Malin set his illusion free with the instructions to run, and as expected, Showstopper gave chase.

Chat moved to follow, but Malin stepped in front of him with a wink.

“Who are you?” Chat asked, eyes narrowing.

“Name's Malin, and you are one foxy feline in person, Chat Noir,” he said, looking him up and down.

“Less flirting, more running,” Ladybug ordered. “Phase two.”

“On it,” Malin nodded, leaping back over the edge with a whoop.

“Follow me, kitty, and get ready to use your Cataclysm,” Ladybug said following after Malin.

Showstopper pursued the fake Lisette to the second-floor restaurants, falling right into their trap. She skidded against the soapy floor as Malin's illusion faded before her eyes, and she was clotheslined by a broom perched between two chairs. Her tennis racket flew from her grasp right into Chat Noir's waiting Cataclysm.

Malin moved to help Margot up as Ladybug captured the akuma and returned everything back to normal with her dish soap bottle lucky charm.

“Seriously, losing your cool over a prop malfunction is so lame,” he said, cocking a hip. “You're playing Ladybug, so my suggestion is you take a lesson from the real thing and let go of that bad energy.”

Lisette peeked up from the stairs timidly, pacing over to join them, and Margot averted her gaze stubbornly.

“I'm sorry your yoyo string was tangled. I should have checked it,” Lisette said, twiddling her fingers.

“Yeah, whatever,” Margot rolled her eyes. “Sorry I tried to throw you off the Eiffel Tower.”

“Actually, you technically did,” Chat said pointedly, and Margot shot him a glare.

“You were awesome, Malin,” Ladybug said, nudging him with her elbow, and he rubbed the back of his neck.

“It was your plan, all I did was help,” he said, and she shook her head.

“You saved this girl, and we couldn't have done it without you. Be proud. You're a true superhero.”

Malin bit back a smile, surveying his suit and squaring his shoulders with a new sense of purpose.

“Pound it!” The three heroes said in unison before Malin turned to Lisette and bowed formally.

“Perhaps I will save you again someday,” he winked, and Lisette bit her lip shyly before stretching up to kiss his cheek.

Ladybug took his wrist and toted him off as a dopey grin spread across his lips, and they retreated to a private place where Malin detransformed. He handed Ladybug the necklace and shoved his hands in his pockets, pursing his lips.

“What's wrong?” Ladybug tilted her head to the side.

“Nothing, just that Lisette kissed Malin, not Eliott,” he said, kicking at the ground with his shoe, and Ladybug smiled.

“You really like her don't you?” She said, and Eliott flinched, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, Malin is very charming, but I think she might need someone to walk her home. Think Eliott can handle that?”

She pointed to where Lisette was exiting the elevator, and a small smile curled on his lips.

“Have courage,” she patted his shoulder, and he hesitated a moment before trotting after her.

“Lisette!”

Ladybug watched with a small smile before the beep of her earrings set her on a course for Master Fu.

Across town, Alya hugged her knees to her chest as she tapped replay on the news footage for what felt like the hundredth time.

“Ladybug and Chat Noir defeated another supervillain with the help of their new sidekick Malin.”

Ladybug had given out the fox Miraculous again, only this time, she didn't pick her.

[inclineto]

sea-changed replied to your post “So I unto my selfe alone will sing “I’ve sent the servants off for the...”

And the end, of course; I know this is not your preferred wheelhouse, but it does leave one wanting more (a good thing!). All of this is wonderful: Silas's thing for watching and Dominic's for being watched, Silas's for controlling and Dominic's for being controlled.

sea-changed replied to your post “So I unto my selfe alone will sing “I’ve sent the servants off for the...”

"Silas knows Dom can play, can argue and debate and turn any conversation into a contest, but he has rarely seen him playful." --aah yes, this. The joy and danger of Dominic drunk is that he is himself but just slightly more, in one direction or another, and I love the chance to see him like this (as does Silas!).

sea-changed replied to your post “So I unto my selfe alone will sing “I’ve sent the servants off for the...”

I had not previously considered that it would be David coming up with and executing the costumes, but of course: I'm completely delighted. And the gold dust on his collarbones, just for Silas--!!!. I'm always fascinated by David's position (how he positions himself) in the whole Silas/Dominic/Richard mess, and dressing up Dominic for Silas's benefit sure is a position to take. I love it.

sea-changed replied to your post “So I unto my selfe alone will sing “I’ve sent the servants off for the...”

aaaahh!!! This is wonderful. "Dominic’s interests and beliefs and fancies, each volume tastefully bound to match the rest." --This is so so lovely, so Dominic and so them. In general the image of Silas alone in Dominic's rooms, reading through the collection of books he's built up over a lifetime, is wonderfully intimate and lovely.

The library nearly didn't make it; after all, the entire situation becomes instantly more likely if it's happening in the safe haven of Arandene or Quex's, but in the end, the books had to be there, and they had to be Dominic's....even though it's *really* pushing the number of art/secrecy/truth/beauty metaphors that ought to be used in <1000 words. I’m glad you liked it!

(The number of things I deliberately didn't research in order to keep the gauzy fantasy is legion: housekeys! parties! the hospitality of the Barberinis!)

Dominic is exactly the sort of person who would need a costume consultant (Harry et al. are on their own). You know that if you said "masquerade - go" and left him to his own devices he'd put on a domino and call it a day. Who better to help than David, who knows everyone's secrets and has an interest in keeping Silas intrigued? As you say, it's a position to take.

Dominic does have that nameless valet, but where's the fun in that? (Although speaking of discretion, if he’s spent a decade+ getting himself bruised up on the regular, his mystery man definitely knows something's up.)

Dominic happily tipsy is rather fun to write, and an interesting exercise in Silas’s character, too: given Dominic, only more so, in this particular mood, what would Silas not do? I do think his own scruples would lead him towards this, or something like it. But I promise you: whatever you imagine comes next is 100x sexier than anything I could write. It really isn't my wheelhouse.

Anyway, thank you: what nice things to say!

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Why all the hype? 🤷‍♂️Bird Box Netflix Review - No Spoilers

Each year I eagerly await the Doctor Who Christmas Special. So, when I found out that this year, we weren’t going to be getting one, it’s safe to say I was more than a little bit annoyed.

So, on Christmas day, after way too much food, I took to Netflix to find a replacement to watch instead. Eventually, after endless scrolling, what I settled on not only disappointed me but annoyed me so much that I felt like this review was the only way to fully get over it.

“Bird Box” - the latest original offering from Netflix – is boring, lifeless and slow. Why you ask … well that’s what we’re going to be talking about today.

Released on the 21st of December, Birdbox tells the story of Malorie (played by Sandra Bullock) as she tries to survive in a post-apocalyptic world where millions of people suddenly decided to commit suicide after seeing some sort of entity that compelled them to do so. Trapped in a house, Malorie and some others try to piece together what actually happened and how they might be able to survive in the new world.

It’s a pretty grim premise - one which looked to be both creepy and promising, especially given all of the social media hype. And to be quite honest, the trailer was really good – so I was pretty excited to say the least, and boy was I wrong to be!

Bird Box has all the trappings of a mediocre, uninspired cash grab and yet still people couldn’t get enough of it – colour me confused for sure. watching “Bird Box”, I couldn’t help but feel like it was retracing the steps of older, more interesting, and accomplished films.

I saw flashes of Steven Kings “The Mist” – a totally underrated film that I recommend to everyone as essential viewing.  If you can find the Black and White Director’s Cut of the film, then watch that – it’s exceptionally better than the original theatrical release and really helps that gut punch ending make an impact.

I also saw elements of both 28 Days Later and, of course, “A Quiet Place” – which in my opinion was 2018s most captivating horror film. Although, the Bird Box novel was released in 2014, I couldn’t help but feel like I’d seen it before and that’s because I had. Although it didn’t follow A Quiet Place beat for beat, the similarities in both the concept and the journey the central characters go on were too obvious to ignore. Had Birdbox come out before A Quiet Place, I believe I’d be saying the same thing about that.

Side note, the novel is great. You should 100% have a read. SciFi now described it as “Nail-biting” – and   I believe that’s a pretty accurate description.

It’s just a pity the film can’t be given such high praise.

Now, don’t get me wrong, there must have been a lot of talented people in-front of and behind the camera - christ, Sarah Paulson is in this briefly - but I can’t help but shake the feeling of disappointment I got after the credits began to roll.

There are some (but not many) things about Bird Box, that actually impressed me that I’d be remise not to mention.  The ensemble cast they managed to pull together for this was quite impressive and I genuinely had fun trying to work out who was going to do what.

Bullock, unsurprisingly, puts on a great performance and you really believe the journey her character is going on. Malorie isn’t the most likeable character but when a change in her happens, it actually feels earned, but it’s got absolutely nothing to do with any of the rest of the film. It’s all Bullock and she deserves praise for that. In fact, I’d go so far as to say the filmmakers completely missed the point of the novel while Bullock managed to find it.

Clearly, the source material was strong. So, what the hell went wrong I hear you ask? One word – Hollywood.

As per usual, the core concept of the Bird Box novel was all that the film makers could heave onto the metaphorical big-screen. Perhaps the constraints of time made an impact, in fact that’s probably exactly what happened. But in a world where we get 8 hours films like Stranger Things 1 & 2, there really isn’t a for a half-baked upload on Netflix anymore.

Now here’s for the really confusing part…wasn’t this supposed to be one of the scariest movies of the year? That’s what everyone was saying for sure, but not one of the apparent “scares” in this so-called horror film actually made me jump. I wasn’t scared, and I wasn’t even made to feel uncomfortable – which is surely the point of a film like this? In fact, I felt no emotion at all watching this.

From what I’ve been reading, I’m not the only one to have this complaint. I’d say this was more of a study of how a character like Malorie would react in this world, than a scary film. So, to those calling it that – stop. It’s not. The only horrific thing about this film is that so many of us across the world spent our Christmas evenings watching it.

Which brings me on to my last point … How has this done so well? Really? I’m confused. Apparently, 45 Million Netflix accounts watched at least 70% of Bird Box in its first couple days which is bonkers considering its quality.

Netflix has released so many great films which I guarantee you haven’t had anywhere near that amount of people see them in their recommended section, never mind actually watch them. I’m thinking Okja, Roma and yes (even with its problems) Bright.

The success of Bird Box is undeniable, and it most likely means that we’ll have a sequel in our Netflix queues in no time – let’s just hope that whatever comes next addresses the sameness and innovates within the genre a little bit.

Now before I sign off, I just want to clarify that Bird Box is not bad in the same way that say, an Adam Sandler movie is.  It’s just quite forgettable, so much so that I had to look up Wikipedia to remind me of the plot so that I could review it.  

Bird Box brought nothing new to the table and bored the living daylight out me.

It’s a been there, done that kind of situation and believe me, it’s been done better.

Like I mentioned before, if it had come out, maybe 4 or 5 years ago I might be saying something completely different.

So, I can’t possibly recommend that you watch this and instead I recommend you watch all the films I mentioned before – those were the real innovators and deserved 100x more hype than this mess managed to get.

[iamverysmall-andihavenomoney]

hello lovely🥺💓 please don’t worry about it, it hasn’t been that long! and even if it was, it wouldn’t be a problem💖

omg okay I read it and I’m just??? so in love omg all my fave babies were there and it was so fluffy and sweet and really really made my day 100x better I swear,,, like genuinely, something happened earlier that brought down my mood for the rest of the day, and all I really wanted was a hug and to be told that it’s okay but we’re in the middle of a pandemic, so coming home to see your sweet message and the cutest flipping post really made me happy and safe and loved💓💓 that was lowkey an accidental ramble I’m sorry🥺 but! all this goes to let you know that your work is vvv much appreciated and is 110% making other people’s days better💖💖

also yes they’d be the softest like,, lowkey brainrot time but imagine going out to eat w the team after winning an important match (nationals, regular season, or after timeskip, going out to eat w the newly appointed olympics japan team!!) and it’s like this super cozy hole in the wall type shop whose tables/booths weren’t designed to fit a whole team of men’s volleyball players (they aren’t exactly twigs you know) so y’all are a little squished and the boys notice that and move you to sit in their lap to “give you more room, sweetheart” and! it may or may not be due to ulterior motives (I imagine that either they’re jealous that one of their team members is squished in next to you too, they weren’t jealous but they noticed that you were uncomfortable not having that much room around you, or they just wanted to cuddle with you and couldn’t wait to get back home lol) and I just!!! quality time and physical touch?? really are a couple of my love languages hehe but it actually makes me so soft omg it’s the cutest thing (but tbh lap sitting in general makes me !!! bc idk I just feel like it’s so intimate?? and cute and honestly, just fits my love languages) (okay but wait, lap sitting while they’re gaming also makes my heart go !!) but yes hi sorry for the vvv long ramble please feel free to ignore it LOL

you’re such an sweetheart, I swear 🥺💓 it’s so nice having someone tell me that haha but I honestly have no one to blame but myself for my workload (it’s all things I enjoy, only working with a team can be kind of difficult,, a lot of the times)

and nonono you are def the angel!! you bless the world with your beautiful writing and amazing characterizations and your own fantastic self💖💖 thank you for the reminders lovely, and the same goes to you🥰 please make sure you eat a happy food, drink enough water, and get a sufficient amount of sleep (if not more😌)

take care of yourself angel, and stay safe! I hope you had a lovely day and will have an even lovelier day tomorrow💓💓and I love receiving your messages no matter what length, so don’t apologize babe💖 (I just realized that this message is,,, really long, so I’m sorry about that lovely🥺)

–☁️

Hi there, sweetheart! 🤍 You’re so sweet! 🥺 Thank you for excusing my horrible response time! 😅🙈

You had a bad day 🥺👀 I’m sorry, baby! If you need to talk about it, I’m right here! But I’m so glad that it made you feel safe and happy! That’s what I’m here for, sweets! And it’s okay, ramble all you want! I’m happy to listen, anytime! 💕 Really though, I’m glad it made your day better. Never be afraid to let me know if you’re having/had a rough day. I have a few comfort drafts that I have yet to publish that I wouldn’t mind publishing, if you needed them! 🤍

Oh my — YES. No lie brainrot time, doubled. Riding on the bus with the team (because the team has just accepted you as a major part of -player’s- success) and they pull you into their lap and take over a row of seats with you. Or, them showing you off to the team/introducing you to the team for the first time, and they end up getting jealous, because someone started flirting with their S/O (most likely just to annoy them). Or, the boys notice your stressed because of work/school, and come up behind you, while you’re sitting, massaging your shoulders, before eventually just taking you to get your comfort food, then taking you to eat it in bed/couch, and just doting on you for every little thing. Or with an S/O who’s been touch starved, who they’re helping slowly get used to it and it ends up being their love language. Sorry, I started rambling too. You gave me so many ideas for comfort drabbles, no lie 🥰 Don’t ever apologize for rambling, though. We love all rambling/brainrot here.

Thank you sweets, but I’m just telling you the truth. A lot of people will say otherwise, but at the end of the day, you should treat your mental health the same way you treat your physical health (or at least the way you should 😤): with the utmost importance and care. I’m glad you enjoy doing it all, but still don’t get stressed out, alright?

🙈 Thats so sweet of you to say. But it’s the least I can do 😊 We’re just gonna have to agree to disagree, because you’re easily the angel 😤 And but of course. I’ll attempt, promise. But really, don’t forget to get some water, something to eat, and a reasonable amount of sleep. Or more, cause sleep is great. 😅 Remember though, myself, and the Haikyū!! boys are all proud of you for simply getting up and smiling today, along with everything else you’ve accomplished.

You take care yourself, alright, sweetheart! I don’t wanna stop hearing from you, so stay safe and healthy! I love reading your messages as well! Don’t ever worry about length, it wasn’t too long, at all! 💕

[joohoneyhoe]

Unknown.

pairing: jeon jungkook x reader genre: idol!au, angst word count: 1.2k (because I don’t actually know how to drabble) drabble prompt: post-argument + “Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I love you. I’m trying to decide which I’m feeling right now.” a/n: Oh dear, I’ve never done Kookie angst. My poor heart. Here is the sequel, Blocked.

I held my boyfriend’s phone in my hand, eyes unable to peel away from the text messages on the screen. The only reason I even had the damn thing was because he had tossed it on the couch out of anger and it bounced onto the floor, after spending a half hour of arguing with me. He had come home late from practice and I had simply asked how it had gone and why it was so late. He flew off the handle, began throwing his things around the living room, including his phone, yelling about how I was always on his back about something. I sat in shock as he ranted and raved, not even sure how to respond. 

This behavior wasn’t uncommon in the last few weeks and only seemed to get worse over time. He’d be happy to see me one minute and then the next, he was storming out and not coming back until hours later. I couldn’t figure out why he was acting that way towards me.

I had picked up his phone from it’s place on the ground after he had stormed off to our room and slammed the door. I inspected the screen, it had cracked when it had fallen onto the hardwood flooring. I was about to set it on the breakfast bar when he got a message, it lighting up the screen. Unknown. I didn’t want to ever be that girlfriend, I didn’t. But at this point, there had to be a reason for his erratic behavior and I was about to find out why.

[9:01 pm] Unknown: Kookie, you’re coming soon, right?

[9:05 pm] Jungkook: Don’t call me that

[9:05 pm] Jungkook: And no, I’m not coming. I told you that already

[9:05 pm] Jungkook: It was supposed to be date night and we’re fighting now, because I’m an asshole

[9:06 pm] Unknown: Just tell her you’ve got to go back to work and then come fuck me

[9:06 pm] Unknown: I’ll make you feel better. I always do, don’t I?

[9:10 pm] Jungkook: No. In fact I always feel 100x’s worse

[9:10 pm] Unknown: That’s not the way it seems when you’re fucking me

[9:10 pm] Unknown: Come over. She can’t fuck you like I can anyways

[9:13 pm] Jungkook: Knock it off. I didn’t ask for your opinion and you know nothing about her

[9:14 pm] Jungkook: This never should have happened to begin with

[9:14 pm] Unknown: Come on, Kookie. You don’t mean that

[9:16 pm] Jungkook: I said don’t fucking call me that. You’re not my girlfriend, you don’t get to call me that

[9:16 pm] Unknown: Stop being a baby and just come over already

[9:17 pm] Unknown: Just leave. I haven’t had your co-.

I threw the phone across the room, not caring if I shattered the fucking thing into a million pieces as it hit the nearest wall. Four years, we had been together for four long, hard years. We’d been through tours, months of being away from each other, countless arguments and still made it through. But this, this was the last thing I had expected from Jeon Jungkook. In all those years, he had never told me he was unhappy being with me, even through all the shit. Not once. 

He must have heard the noise of his phone banging against the wall, because when I looked up, he was there. His face was no longer etched with anger, but filled with sadness and regret. 

“How long?” I demanded, tears streaking down my face.

“Y/N-”

“HOW LONG?!” I screamed, not caring who heard me anymore.

He gulped, his eyes landing on the floor at his feet as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants. Every moment of silence that lingered between us, just shattered my heart more and more with each passing second. 

“I didn’t know how to tell you. I wanted to tell you, I wanted to be honest with you. I couldn’t. I couldn’t hurt you more than I already have been these last few weeks.” he finally mumbled, still refusing to make eye contact with me.

“So, picking fights with me for weeks, storming off and not coming back home for hours is how you handle it? Four years, I have been with you for four years, Jeon Jungkook! I’ve been through all of this with you, stuck by you, supported you! Why are you doing this? What have I done that makes you so unhappy to be with me?!” the tears just kept coming, my eyes burning as my mascara bled into them.

He tried to approach me and I recoiled, not wanting him anywhere in my vicinity. He continued to advance on me, until I was backed up all the way to the wall with his hands placed next to my head.

“Why Kookie? All I’ve ever done is love you and be there for you. I only ever wanted you to be happy.” I sobbed into my hands, not wanting to look at him any longer. It hurt too much to look into those dark brown eyes that I loved so fucking much. 

“I’m sorry…I don’t know what happened, Y/N. I love you, I do. I always have and I always will. I made a mistake and I’ve done nothing but regret it.” he was crying now, sniffing as he tried hard not to.

“You’ve been so angry at me for weeks and I just kept wondering why. And during that span of time, all I did was try to love you the way I thought you needed. I’ll be honest, sometimes I hate you, sometimes I love you. I’m trying to decide which I’m feeling right now. I’ve never felt more conflicted than I do in this moment.” I finally looked up to meet his gaze, his eyes filled with tears as his bottom lip quivered. 

“I’m sorry, Y/n. I never should have let this happen. I’m so fucking stupid, it’s unheard of. You’ve always been the only one for me, I know that. I love you. I love you so much it hurts and I can’t imagine my life without you. I shouldn’t have done it, I was so angry at you and I didn’t know why. I still don’t know why, because you’ve done nothing but love me. All of me, even the shitty parts. I promise, it’s over. I’ll stop it right now and never, ever, be this goddamn stupid ever again. I need you and only you.” he promised, his hand cupping my face.

“I don’t need you. Now, get out.”

I brushed his hand away and shoved his chest. His empty promises weren’t going to help him this time. Not anymore. I deserved better than this. I had done nothing but be the best I could be for him. It was time to be the best I could be for ME, now. I don’t care how much it hurts or how much I loved him. I was done.

“Baby, plea-” 

“I said go.” I snarled, my fist balled up as my fingernails dug into my palms.

He hung his head, defeated and headed for the door. Not bothering to even pick up the phone I had without a doubt, broken. I watched him grab his bag from the floor before he opened the front door. He paused in the doorway, tears streaming down his face, his nose and cheeks red. The sight alone would break anyone’s heart.

“I’ll never be happy without you.” he choked out, biting his bottom lip.

“I guess you had better try.”

[thezachrogers]

SUMMER MOVIE RECAP

I know, I know; It’s been over two months since I have written anything and I am sorry! There are PLENTY OF MOVIES to go over.  Half of this will be a rent list and half will be a theater list. This will be a different kind of post, it will be a “See or not to see” list. So, here we go.

IN THEATERS NOW:

Spider-Man: Homecoming PG-13 93% on Rotten Tomatoes, 8.1/10 on IMDB

SEE THIS MOVIE IN IMAX!!!

Holy cow guys, what a great movie. Rotten Tomatoes is ranking it in the top 5 comic book film list ever. Tying with Sam Raimi’s Spider-Man 2, The Dark Knight, Fellow MCUer and the film that started the MCU 2008′s Iron Man, and Logan. This has definitely been the year of comic book films with five already released and one more on the way. 

My wife and I saw this movie in IMAX and it did not disappoint. This is the first Spider-Man film I’ve actually liked in 13 years since Sam Raimi’s Spider-Man 2. The prologue of this film picks up following the events of 2012′s Avengers with a New York clean up crew led by Adrian Toomes (Michael Keaton) cleaning up the mess the Chitauri Army, Loki, and the Avengers left. Another time jump to Peter Parker filming on a go pro the events that took place during Captain America: Civil War in 2020. Then another time jump two months later to where this story takes place.

Peter Parker (Tom Holland) is a sophomore in High School and is considered a loser nerd. Nope there is no Mary Jane Watson, Gwen Stacy, Harry Osborne, or J, Jonah Jameson in this version folks. This takes us back to the basics. Peter is just trying to navigate how to be a teenager and have powers. Interestingly enough, this is the first cinematic Spider-Man without an origin story, AND IT WORKED!

Yes, Hot Aunt May is the best part of the movie. Marisa Tomei stole the whole movie. I think she should get her own spinoff. She is a great mother figure to Peter. And Tony Stark (RDJ) cannot get over how unbelievably attractive she is.

The entire cast top to bottom, Holland, Tomei, Michael freaking Keaton, WOW WOW WOW; Jon Favreau, Zendaya, everyone is fantastic in this new take on Spider-Man.

Go see this movie in theaters. Excited for what we are going to see from the new Spider-Man, Mr. Tom Holland!

Wonder Woman PG-13 92% on Rotten Tomatoes, 7.9/10 on IMDB

More babes. 

Gal Gadot is the fox of all foxiness. She is also incredibly elegant, witty, and stands for unity and love in DCEU’s take on Wonder Woman.

She didn’t come to a fresh start in Batman v Superman. One of the worst comic book films of all time, the script was so bad they only gave her three lines of dialogue. She was the only thing that makes the film watchable because she stole the entire movie. With Zack Snyder at the helm of the DCEU, the Wonder Woman film was not so promising with three out of three bad movies already on the slate. 

This film was shockingly good. All the characters were great. Chris Pine was amazing, Danny Huston was a great villain, and the reveal plot/twist of the main villain was also great. This movie was full of action, great visuals, stunts, and humor!

This movie was not full PC (politically correct) and try to push feminist agendas which I liked. It portrayed women as loving, caring, smart, and charming, but can be badasses and not over sexualized. 

GO SEE THIS MOVIE BEFORE IT LEAVES THEATERS!!!

Despicable Me 3 PG 61% on Rotten Tomatoes, 6.4/10 on Rotten Tomatoes

Universal looooooves milking their franchises. Mummy, Fast and Furious, Despicable Me, Jurassic...the list keeps on going. 

Gru and the Minions are back for the 4th time in seven years to take on another evil villain who thinks he is badder than Gru, IMAGINE THAT!

Yes, it has its humor, yes its a great movie for kids, but unless you have kids, there is no reason to go to the theater to see this. Save your money for Dunkirk or Planet of the Apes.

If you love these movies, wait for rental, it will be out in September.

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales PG-13, 29% on Rotten, 7.0 on IMDB.

Unfortunately in today’s cinema culture, if you do not have a good score on Rotten Tomatoes 24 hours prior to release, you’re not going to do well in the box office. Sad day for the swashbuckler franchise. 

I honestly thought it was one of the stronger movies in the franchise. It was a whole lot better than the third and fourth installments. Unfortunately it did not do well enough to include a sixth installment, so it is looking like this is the final adventure for Captain Jack Sparrow. 

I liked it, but didn't love it. What this film did was make my love for the first two films grow and appreciate the characters a lot more. I don’t care what anyone says, Geoffrey Rush is part of the heart and soul of this franchise, His character in this final installment makes him one of the most lovable anti-heroes (or villains) ever. Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann make their return and they get the ending we were all hoping for. Javier Bardem is 100x better than Bill Nighy’s awful CGI filled Davy Jones character. Due to the technology, this is the best film of the franchise as far as visuals go. With the new characters they could have easily renamed the film Pirates: The New Generation. 

This movie honestly needed a lot less Johnny Depp. It was overacted and too much. I like him less and less every film.

This will be a great movie for rentals, probably your best renter this year. It is still in limited theaters, but don’t go out of your way to find it. It will be out on digital 9/19.

The Fate of the Furious PG-13 66% on Rotten Tomatoes, 6.9/10 on IMDB

Guilty pleasure.

I hate to love these movies, but I do. We watched on Exodus KODI on digital and I was surprised at how good it was and how they can keep the plot going. I would rank it as third best in the franchise next to the original film and Dwayne Johnson’s debut in the franchise: Fast Five.

Following this film there will be a F9 and F10, as well as Dwayne Johnson and Jason Statham getting their own spinoff from the franchise after studio altercations between Johnson and Diesel. Vin, we know you are Dom Toretto, but clearly you cannot smell what the Rock is cooking...step off.

Great renter, I wish we would have seen in theaters, but it will not disappoint in your living room.

Gold 43% on Rotten Tomatoes, 6.7/10 on IMDB

It’s strange. Matthew McConaughey is one of my all time favorite actors, but since Interstellar in 2014, all he has done is crap movies. Makes me hesitant to go see The Dark Tower next month. I honestly think he believes changing his appearance and weight will win him Oscars and Emmys. I mean he did it for Dallas Buyers Club and True Detective, it will work again right?

No Matthew, it won’t. 

If you want to completely waste your time, watch this movie. One of his worst films to date. Now on DVD and Digital.

Saban’s (Mighty Morphin reboot) Power Rangers 45% RT, 6.2 IMDB

It just keeps getting worse and worse people. 

If you’re a 90s kid, you loved the original Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, if you go back and watch the nostalgic 3 season series on Netflix its so campy for its time. Its as bad as the 60s Batman series, but yes I understand it was made for kids, as this film probably was too. Its not made for grown ups who watched the series as a child, if that was their goal, they did a terrible job. Its such a campy 2017 movie. The CGI is not even that good and you can tell it was done a tight budget. Looked like a TV movie.

Sorry 22-30 year olds, but let the nostalgia on this one stay nostalgia and don’t see this movie. (Don’t worry the sequel wasn’t greenlit). Now on DVD and digital.

A Dog’s Purpose 30% on Rotten Tomatoes, 6.7/10 on IMDB

All dogs don’t go to Heaven apparently. Nope, they get reincarnated into other dogs’ bodies. Yes people, yes that is the plot of this film, told from a reincarnated dog’s perspective who remembers all of his lives. What a retarded concept for a movie. My wife was watching at home and I caught the last hour. 

It might be the stupidest movie I have ever wasted precious life on. No one should see this movie, I am not even going to let you know of it’s availability for rental because I would do a disservice to you.

Well that’s a rap peeps! Next review will be on Nolan’s Dunkirk dropping next weekend!

Thanks for reading! 

Z

[fuelyogurt6-blog]

30 Easy Recipes for College Students

It’s that time again! Time to settle in for the semester and really hit the books. But don’t let food take a back seat. You need to keep yourself nourished and full of energy to make it through those classes, study sessions, and that part-time job, too. I know it’s easier to just stop and grab some fast food, but taking a few minutes to prepare a homemade meal can be both nutritious and therapeutic. So, I’ve put together this list of 30 Easy Recipes for College Students to help you get through the semester without coming out the other side feeling like a casualty!

And just as a side note, these are recipes for college students who have access to a kitchen, even if a very limited kitchen. With all the restrictions on equipment allowed in dorm rooms, dorm room cooking is a whole different beast. Originally Posted 8-23-2014, updated 8-17-18.

I was a broke college student when I started this blog, so this is a category that I am very familiar with. To make the cut for this list of Easy Recipes for College Students, the recipes had to be simple (not many ingredients, no fancy equipment, and a simple preparation method), they had to strike a good balance between comfort and healthy (because let’s face it, when you’re stressed you want comfort but eating bad can make you feel worse), and they needed to make good leftovers.

I’ve divided this list into four categories: Easy Dinners, Snack Foods, Make Ahead Meals (including breakfast options), and Cold Meals (perfect for taking with you to school).

Easy Dinners

Curried Chickpeas with Spinach – When the autumn nights start to get a chilly bite, warm up with a hot bowl of these hearty curried chickpeas with spinach. Packed with flavor, this vegan dish is delicious and filling enough to finally bring vegetarians and carnivores together over one meal.

Pork and Peanut Dragon Noodles – The next time you’re tempted to grab take out, try this incredibly simple noodle stir fry. It will satisfy those take out cravings, but you’ll have complete control over the ingredients. Add some simple steamed greens to round out the meal! (Or try the original, vegetarian version of Dragon Noodles)

One Pot Chili Pasta – This One Pot Chili Pasta is total comfort food, but with all the goodness of beans and no-mystery ingredients like you get with boxed hamburger meals. And I promise, this is SO EASY with just one pot to wash afterward. ;) Oh, and this makes great leftovers, so you’re set for the week! (Here is my vegetarian version, Cheesy Vegetarian Chili Mac)

Beef and Cabbage Stir Fry – Grab a bag of coleslaw mix (shredded cabbage and carrots), and this meal is insanely fast and easy to make. Better yet, it’s full of fiber and protein, so you can help curb that freshman 15. ;) (Feel free to use ground pork, turkey, or chicken in place of the Beef, if preferred.)

Bowties and Broccoli – This has been my go-to “emergency meal” for decades. Literally. There’s nothing more satisfying than pasta with a little butter and Parmesan, and I add broccoli florets to balance things out, plus a little pepper and red pepper flakes for kicks. Insanely easy and all of the ingredients can be kept on hand pretty much indefinitely, so it’s ready to go whenever you need something FAST.

Poor Man’s Burrito Bowls – We all know burrito bowls are life (thanks, Chipotle!), but they don’t have to be fancy to be super delicious or satisfying. This is my pared down, no frills, as-simple-as-it-gets version of a burrito bowl because when you’re in college, ain’t nobody got time or money for all those fancy toppings! Bonus: you can meal prep these!

Creamy Tuna Pasta with Peas and Parmesan – Are you feeling homesick? This comfy pasta will remind you of home and those boxed pasta meals mom used to make, but it’s all simple ingredients that you can feel good about. This one is for those weekend that you can’t get home to see your mom (but sorry, I can’t help with your laundry).

Weeknight Black Bean Chili – I call this one “weeknight” black bean chili because it’s a super fast and easy version of chili. No need to let this one simmer on the stove top all day for maximum flavor. Throw this warm and hearty chili on the stove for your tailgating parties, or just when you need something to keep you warm and full as you study.

Dragon Noodles – And of course this list wouldn’t be complete without the classic Dragon Noodles. They’re faster than take-out, super delicious, and completely customizable. Throw in any vegetables you might in have in the fridge, or try changing up the sauce with a little peanut butter or lime. Browse through the comments to discover all the variations readers have made over the years!

One Pot Bacon Broccoli Mac and Cheese – If you think homemade mac and cheese is complicated, think again. This version uses ONE POT and comes together quickly without having to make a roux-based cheese sauce. Check out the plain (no bacon or broccoli) version here: Will It Skillet Mac and Cheese (it can be made in a pot instead of a skillet)

Snack Foods

Hearty Black Bean Quesadillas – Quesadillas are the perfect snack (just ask Taco Bell). This spicy vegetarian mix of black beans, corn, onion, and cheese is 100x better than anything you’ll get at the drive through. More flavor, more fiber, more filling, and still extremely easy. Promise.

Spinach Feta Grilled Cheese – Grilled cheese is the ultimate study/comfort food. Take it up a level with some frozen spinach, a little garlic, red pepper flakes, and feta. You now have a super fancy grilled cheese AND a good dose of vegetables. WIN.

Pizzadillas – When you have a pizza craving (when do you not have a pizza craving??) but don’t have the time or energy to make a homemade pizza yourself, pizzadillas are you quick and easy answer! Plus, without all that thick buttery crust, they’re probably a little more healthy, too. ;) No delivery fee for the win!!

Pizza Roll Ups – OR make your pizza in roll up form. It’s still way faster and easier than making traditional pizza, and a LOT less expensive than ordering delivery. These are great for football parties, too!

Caramelized Banana and Peanut Butter “Quesadillas” – If you have a sweet tooth, this is the PERFECT quick snack! Creamy peanut butter and caramelized banana slices make the perfect sweet and warm gooey filling for a crispy tortilla. YUM.

Ultimate BBQ Chicken Quesadillas – These are SO GOOD you guys! Plus you can make a batch ahead and stash them in your freezer. Then just warm them slowly in a skillet over low flame until they defrost and heat through, and the tortilla gets nice and crispy!

Homemade Freezer Garlic Bread – Put down that box of frozen garlic bread! It’s far too easy and inexpensive to make your own! Keep these garlic bread slices in your freezer and on hand for anytime that you get a craving. They also make a pretty killer grilled cheese sandwich, too. Talk about study fuel!

Creamy Black Bean Taquitos – Why is food so much better when you can dip it? I don’t know, but it’s true. These cute little vegetarian Creamy Black Bean Taquitos are the perfect snack for studying with their crispy exterior and creamy, cheesy filling. MMmmmmm.

Make Ahead Meals

Golden Milk Overnight Oats – Golden milk lattes are probably the hottest drink at that trendy cafe on the edge of campus, but you don’t need to spend $4.50 to get the health benefits of golden milk. Make it a meal by soaking your oats in the delicious golden milk overnight, so you have pre-made breakfasts to grab and go all week!

Make Ahead Microwave Breakfast Scrambles – If savory breakfasts are more your jam, try these make-ahead egg scrambles. The ingredients are customizable and all you have to do is add an egg, stir, and microwave each morning. Super fast and easy!

No Sugar Added Apple Pie Overnight Oats – This is another great make-ahead breakfast option that can easily be made vegan by using almond or soy milk. You won’t believe how much this tastes like apple pie, even without ANY added sugar!!

Make Ahead Bean and Cheese Burritos – Stock your fridge or freezer with these simple burritos and you WON’T be sorry. It’s such a relief to be able to just grab and reheat a burrito when you’re starving and homemade are way better than those sad little guys you buy in the freezer section of the grocery store.

Freezer Ready Mini Pizzas – Speaking of store bought convenience food, you can make your own little freezer snack pizzas, too! to avoid having to buy a million topping ingredients, hit your local salad bar to grab just a handful of each topping. ;)

5-Ingredient Freezer Biscuits – Okay, let’s be real. On Saturday morning when you have a hangover and you just want some comfort food without the work, you can grab a few of these biscuits out of the freezer, pop them in the oven, and have fresh, fluffy biscuits in just a few minutes. You can thank me later.

Easiest Burrito Bowl Meal Prep – I never get tired of burrito bowls, and thankfully they are just made for meal prepping. You can make a few for the week ahead, or stash them in the freezer for longer storage. Either way, it’s just a quick reheat to total burrito bowl bliss.

Cold Meals

Tuna and White Bean Salad – Tons of protein and fiber to keep you full and fueled through a long day of classes! Pack it up with some crackers for dipping, or stuff it into a tortilla to make a wrap, and you’re set. Oh, and NO MAYO. ;)

Spinach, Chickpea and Quinoa Salad – This amazing salad is packed with all the healthies, is hearty enough to act as a full meal, and somehow manages to hold up in the fridge without getting too wilty. It’s a total winner!

Curried Tofu Salad – Super simple prep, and it holds up in the fridge for days! You can serve it over a bed of greens as a salad, or make it a wrap by stuffing it into a tortilla. So fresh and light, it won’t make you groggy in those afternoon classes. ;)

Quinoa Tabbouleh – This is another great multi-purpose salad that you can make in the beginning of the week and serve several different ways over the next few days, so you don’t get tired of it! Stuff it into a pita, add some grilled chicken on top, or just serve it on its own. However you eat it, it’s so yummy you aren’t likely to get tired of it before you hit the bottom of the bowl.

Make Ahead Kale White Bean and Pesto Salad – Make ahead salads are my savior. This one uses kale, which is not only a nutrient superstar, but also hold up incredibly well in the fridge, and a simple jar of pesto as the “dressing.” The pesto also helps soften the kale and make it just that much more yummy!

Also check out my Meal Prep archives for plenty of ideas for packed lunches!

So there you have it, my top 30 Easy Recipes for College Students. What was/is your favorite recipes to help you get through the semester? Share in the comments below!

Source: https://www.budgetbytes.com/top-10-recipes-for-college-students/

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This blog..

Is literally all over the place.

I remember I wanted this to be specifically for my #TTC journey but then I stopped tracking/logging all of that cause I was driving myself crazy. Like, I feel like if I say this, I’m won’t be the only one who feels this way, but shit is draining. I want to give my husband another child and my stepson a baby brother/sister more than I can put into words. But this process and this whole journey is mentally draining and emotionally triggering.

And I ultimately decided to put a halt in all of it because..........my husband is getting deployed.

Fun shit right?

Hell no. I was dreading the day we’d have to go through another one of these and now that we’re 6 days away from it happening, I’m just mentally preparing for that right now. This isn’t his/our/my first rodeo. We’ve been through this process 3 times already. This time I’m just worried about my stepson. He has a brave face on for both of us I think but he seems to be processing this WAY better than I expected. So this gracefully leads me into my next topic or point of this long ass post.....

What am I gonna do for the next 9 months?

Well I’m glad I asked myself this question.

Forreal. Cause whether I’m typing this out just to free the thoughts I have in my head or if anyone I know is actually reading this, I’ve always struggled with my weight.

Shocker right? Lol no.

I was athletic when I was younger. I was always in a sport of some kind and once I got to high school I took marching band way too seriously. #nerd I know.

I was never actually skinny but I definitely wasn’t what I am now. I’d like to blame it on being happily married and it’s all just marriage weight but who the fuck am I kidding lol. I gained weight cause I eat hot Cheetos the way I’m supposed to eat vegetables and I love tacos and pizza way more than I think is normal. I mean don’t get me wrong, I like vegetables and salads and shit but I’d pick the other shit over that ANY day. And I also hate working out. I want to love it so much. I want to get excited about spending an hour torturing myself to burn some calories but idk what it is, I just can’t bring myself to committing to that.

I’d be lying if I said “Oh but thats all about to change now that my husband is gone” lol if anything it’s gonna get worse. Meaning I’m not gonna have my husband here giving me that look like “do you NEED to be eating hot Cheetos again when you just complained about a stomachache” or his little reminders that I have made him remind me of and purposely ignore. I’m the worst lol.

But won’t I’m not lying about is that fact that I’m 25 & not happy.

Let me break that down. I’m not happy with myself. I am literally not the same person I was years ago. I get it, people change blah blah blah but I’m forreal not even sure who I am. I used to be so carefree and outgoing, my confidence was something nobody could take away from me.

And now I’m just going through motions with myself and I hate it. I owe it to myself. My husband and stepson yes, but more importantly myself. I deserve to be happy again. I deserve to see myself the way my husband sees me. I deserve to laugh too loud and not be afraid of the attention being on me. I deserve it all. So with THAT being said, I mean it sounds like it’s time for a change, right?

Don’t worry, I’m not gonna do what I’ve done 100x in the past and promise the entire universe I’m gonna workout 73859934 times a week and only eat vegetables and brown rice.

For the next 9 months I’m gonna do some deep soul searching and focus on my peace of mind, treat my body like it’s not a hot Cheeto factory, and to dig deep in my soul and find the person I once was, just a little older now.

I’ll be using this as an occasional diary, log, whatever, whenever I feel like sharing something.

So stay tuned, or don’t.

This is just the start of refining myself. ✌🏼

-Desiree 🌙

[gingerpookie]

This will be a long post about how I got sterilized in my home country, Denmark. If you have any questions about the process, send me a message.

I asked my doctor about sterilization a year before my IUD was set to ‘expire’. She explained it briefly but promised we could discuss it in detail when I needed the IUD removed.

When the IUD was nearing its end-of-life, I brought it up again. We discussed the procedure, why I wanted it, and what alternatives were out there. I made it as clear as possible that I was not interested in a non-permanent alternative and that I had no intention of ever bearing children. She agreed to refer me to the gynecologist at the hospital.

I got a consultation/examination two weeks later.

I traveled by bus for an hour to see the specialist at the hospital where the procedure is carried out.

The gynecologist spent the first half hour going over the procedure (Her: ”You know it is permanent, right? Some people think it can be reversed...” Me: “The permanence is the point.”) and the alternatives she thought I should consider instead (Her, ignoring what I just said about hormonal birth control and how I don’t jive with that: “Have you thought about the hormone IUD instead?”). She really wanted me to go another five years with the IUD, but I told her it would simply be a postponement of the sterilization and that I would rather do it now when I’m younger and will recover more quickly.

The gynecologist did ask me what my partner thought. I almost lost my temper, but I knew she was the gatekeeper and I needed her on my side. (Me: “I told my BF on our second date that if he wanted to be a father some day, we shouldn’t waste each other’s time.” Her: “What if you two split and your next BF wants kids?” Me, trying to smile: “He will get the same warning.”)

I did tell her that should I ever change my mind and want children, I would be happy to adopt; childbirth is a goddamn nightmare anyways. Her nurse actually laughed a little.

The gynecologist finally said, “Thankfully we still live in a free country so of course you will get the procedure. I hope you understand that I have to have this conversation with you to ensure you make an informed decision.” So, I guess I respect her for that.

The gynecologist performed a pelvic exam on me. I had no idea this was going to happen. It involved a transvaginal ultrasound. My only regret is that I let the nurse’s questions distract me from asking the gynecologist to tilt the computer screen so I could see the images. Opportunity wasted.

Next I immediately met with an anesthetist to provide the hospital with some basic info.

I was then sent to the administration to book a time for the surgery. I got to pick which day. (Advice: pick the first available Friday - you’ll need to take, at least, a couple of days off anyway.)

The hospital sent me reminders via text message one week and one day before the appointment.

I showed up for the appointment and was seen by the receiving nurse who was kind, confirmed my info without judgement, and guided me through the initial stuff. She also made sure to include my request to the gynecologist to remove my IUD after the surgery.

They gave me clothes to change into and I was left in a nice little waiting room with other people up for surgery.

Another nurse came for me when the operation suite was ready. She was also kind and attentive. She introduced me to all of the supporting staff in the room which made me feel 100x better about being unconscious and totally reliant on their care (not sure how that works, but it did).

When the gynecologist (a male doctor, not the woman who performed the consultation/examination) came in, I was all prepped and the anesthetist was basically waiting for the word. The gynecologist was jovial and relaxed; he made a sort of off-colour joke by mentioning to me that since I am a slim person, the procedure would be an easy one for him to perform.

It is protocol for the doctor to confirm which surgery is being done with the patient and ask them to give their name and CPR number. He looked at me and stated, more than asked, ‘So you have decided to get sterilized.” I replied in the affirmative and braced myself for the usual follow-up, “Are you sure?” But he just nodded once, smiled, and said, “Alright, and what is your name and CPR number.” I appreciated that more than I probably should have.

I asked the gynecologist if he had gotten the memo from the nurse about my IUD and whether he could remove it while I was out. He said, “Of course, might as well while we’re at it.” I told him my period had started a couple of days before and I hoped it wouldn’t complicate matters. He shrugged and said it would actually make the job easier.

The nurse gave me some kind of painkiller via the oxygen-mask while the anesthetist injected the drugs; they don’t tell you it feels like fire running through your veins.

They didn’t make me count backwards but the nurse kept talking to me and I tried to respond until I was totally gone.

I woke up in a recovery room and felt better rested than I have since I started my master’s thesis. A nurse came over and asked me how I was doing. I told her I was awesome but HUNGRY. I wasn’t in pain but my stomach felt a little tight from the tiny incisions. The nurse happily provided lunch, juice, and tea. From the sounds in the rest of the room, I figured I was probably the patient with the least problems.

A little later (I basically inhaled the sandwich) the nurse unhooked me from the machines and said I was welcome to change back into my own clothes in the other room. I was able to get up on my own and change without difficulty. Obviously I moved carefully since I knew I was on painkillers and lack of pain didn’t mean much. The gas from the surgery moved into my right shoulder as soon as I stood up but didn’t hurt as much as people had warned me about.

The nurse asked me if I had any questions for the surgeon and if so she could go get him for me. I just asked her if the surgery went as expected and if he had removed my IUD. She said it did and that he had.

Luckily, I had brought some thesis-related work and could tinker with that until my BF found the recovery room. Our ride back home showed up a half hour later, and the nurse removed the needle in my hand before we went on our merry way.

Day 2: I’m taking the amount of over-the-counter painkillers that the doctor recommended and I’m not in significant pain. The incisions were not stitched since they are so small (EDIT: of course there are stitches, but what I should have written was that the stitches will dissolve on their own), so they are covered in steristrips. I showered this morning and then removed the water-proof bandage covering the strips. There was no additional leakage overnight, so I did not need to replace the bandage. Any movement requiring core strength is uncomfortable so my mobility is a little impeded. The gas in my shoulder is almost gone, but I think some of it has lodged right under my diaphragm and it is making me nauseous.

I figure I should be back in the lab on Monday to thaw out some cells for experiments later in the week.