#my stupid fucking neighbour bro

[krispiecake]

bro. BROOOOOOOO

[blue-thief]

bro i hate alberta. we are in ALBERTA. CANADA. 😭😭

[bibleofficial]

i TRULY hate this country so fucking much who the fuck delivers a parcel to SOME RANDOM PERSON THAT DOES NOT HAVE MY NAME AND ISN’T EVEN AT THE DELIVERY ADDRESS WHO THE FUCK IS CHEN ???? WHY DID YALL GIVE MY PARCEL TO A LANGUAGE CENTRE ?????

[sunlightandsuffering]

Any updates on those drabbles 😣🫣🫣

IT'S GOING WELL AHAHAHAH !! Here is one I wrote just from my own inspo bc I was listening to Drake, it's kind of silly, but Eren is totally a frat bro who listens to Drake and thinks he's the shit lmfaoooo! I was listening to girls want girls and I was like Mikasa totally HATES him for this and I couldn't get the mental imagery out of my head lol !!

“Go on Mikasa, you’ll be late and Eren won’t want to take you home.” Mikasa scowls miserably at the reminder, her lip curling up, teeth clenched together as she realizes what the next hour and a half of her life has to offer her. 

“Maybe I should get a buss pass.” “Mikasa hush,” Her mother chastises her, pushing her towards the door, her backpack in hand and a bag of chips for the road. She feels like a school girl being shooed off for her first day of kindergarten, her mom tugging at her hair fretfully, righting the small green t-shirt dress that she now regrets wearing immensely. 

When her mother is finally pleased, she steps back, one last perfunctory glance over before she nods to herself resolutely, “You look very nice.” Mikasa scowls harder and her mother makes a noise of irritation, “You’ll wrinkle, stop that!” 

She forces her face into a neutral expression just as her mother pushes her out the door with one last lingering kiss goodbye, “Have a good drive darling, be nice to Eren. He’s doing you a favour you know!” And that’s how Mikasa finds herself in the familiar situation, high school all over again as she waits at the end of her walk way, backpack in hand, and chillier than she should be in the warm spring weather. Damned green dress, she should have worn ripped jeans, the wind is too cold on her exposed thighs. And of course, Eren is fucking late. Mikasa glances down at her watch again, 6:15, he was supposed to be here ten minutes ago, had texted her that he was leaving from his obnoxiously large house down the street. She could have fucking walked there and been faster. 

Her irritated thoughts are interrupted by the tell-tale sounds of Eren’s arrival, thumping base, engine so loud it shakes the street lamps. It’s a brand new Subaru, sleek black and tricked out so much she doesn’t even want to know how much money he’s dumped into it. 

She fucking hates the thing, it’s obnoxious. Yet, she also can’t deny the little flutter in her heart every time he pulls up to her house in it, what the neighbours must think of her, that she has a handsome rich boyfriend at her beck and call. She doesn’t, she has an idiotic sexist frat boy instead. 

The only thing louder than the engine of Eren’s stupid car is his music, and he pulls up, windows down, the undeniable beat of a Drake album infecting her ears. His sunglasses slip down his nose as he pulls up, one hand on the steering wheel, the other reaching towards her out the window, a sweet serenade… if not for the fucking lyrics. “Say that you a lesbian, girl me too.”

This is Mikasa’s final straw, her mouth parted in pure outrage as the music pours over the street. “I’m not getting in the car.” Her voice is barely audible over the engine and the base and Eren pouts as he turns it down, putting the car in park, “What?” “I’m not getting in the car.” Eren groans, “Mikasa.” Is it too late to take the bus? She glances towards the lone bus stop a few paces down the street, the bus she’s never taken because she’s always had her irritating neighbour to chauffeur her around. She vacillates for a moment, but one look at Eren’s smug face, the disgustingly expensive dior shades slipping down his nose, the tight grey t-shirt clinging to his arm.

Mikasa starts walking. “Miki,” Eren whines, and she makes it several paces away before he’s following her at a crawl, “Please my mom will kill me if you take the bus.” “I’m not getting in the car if you’re going to play that.” “It’s Drake!” Eren exclaims as if this excuses his faux pas!

“It’s sexist as hell and a little homophobic,” Mikasa bursts and Eren sighs deeply, “If I turn it off will you get in the fucking car?” 

“I’ll consider it.” He pauses it for a moment, putting the car back in park and gesturing for her to get in. 

Mikasa acquiesces, but only after an appropriate amount of glaring, she has to make him work for it. Eren opens the door for her from the inside, almost a gentleman but not quite, grabbing her backpack from her hands before chucking it into the back seat. “Why do you always have to be such a pain in the ass?” He asks without bite, his gaze honed in on her legs as she sinks into the plush leather of the passenger seat. 

She smacks his shoulder, both for the remark and for the way he’s now unabashedly staring at her thighs where her dress has slipped just a little too high. And if she wore this dress for him, for exactly this reason, who is to say? He’ll never know. 

“Ow,” His gaze finally snaps up to her face, the lips pulled into a pout, green eyes sparkling with amusement, “God you’re so mean to me Mikasa.” “Someone has to be!” He grumbles something in response and Mikasa holds her hand up threateningly, another smack to that ridiculously well-muscled arm of his. Because seriously she’d probably done more damage to her palm, who said he could be so muscle-y? 

He fiddles with his phone for a moment, hitting the shuffle button and Mikassa glances at her own phone as she waits for him to drive off. The music cues up just as Eren’s hand grabs for the shifter, his foot shifting to the break peddle as he changes gears and Mikasa’s mouth parts in a mixture of shock and horror as the infectious beat of the next song slides over them, somehow even louder than before. “Bend that ass over! Let that coochie breathe!” It’s silent between them, save for the music between them, and she watches as Eren turns towards her almost robotically as ‘Rich Baby Daddy’ flows over the speakers. “I’m going to kill you.” 

“Mikasa!” 

She smacks him again, more aggressively this time, “It’s my drake playlist I just hit shuffle I swear.” She smacks him again for good measure, “Sexist asshole!” 

He throws his hands up in surrender, trying to escape to his side of the car as he slips it back into park, “It’s not even sexy, really if you think about it, it’s women’s empowerment!” Mikasa almost assaults him in his own car, throwing herself over the console to get better access so she can finally throttle him. 

He catches her wrist in his hands just as she makes her way across the console, her dress riding up much higher than is appropriate, threatening to show off the black lacy panties she’d chosen just in case she was feeling frisky.

“It’s a good song, don’t tell me you don’t bop to this during your gym sessions, c’mon Mika.” She will never admit that it’s on her running playlist, over her dead body, never! “I don’t!” Mikasa lies through her teeth and Eren manhandles her into a more comfortable position, tugging her all the way over the console and into her lap, and fuck why does she always end up in his arms? She’s breathing hard, fuming from their fight, hair a mess and cheeks ruddier than she’d like, he’s stolen her composure once again with barely a word. 

Carefully, he reaches past her to change the song, looking at her with suspicion the entire time, letting her wrists go with the other, “Happy now?” “No,” Mikasa scowls and Eren groans, “You’re so sensitive.” “I am not!” She’s about to launch into another rant about the patriarchy and the sexism of male rappers and blatant sexualization of women in all these songs but Eren just shakes his head, “Please don’t lecture me again, I’ll let you pick the next song, I cannot do another hour and a half lecture.” She loses her steam a little, remembering the ride up from university back home for reading break, she might have gone a little overboard there. “Besides, it’s catchy, just admit it.” Mikasa pouts, “It is catchy.” “Thank you!” As she calms down she realizes she has once again found herself in Eren’s lap, in close quarters with the boy she likes to fuck on occasion, who haunts her dreams more often than should be allowed, and well, he’s definitely starting to notice too. His eyes are now locked on where her thighs bracket his own, how she’s sitting so pretty, that if they were naked he’d slip inside right now, and with how fucking wet she is it would be easy. Shit. 

She’s about to sit up, but Eren’s hands settle over her thighs, rubbing tantalizingly up and down, warming her up from the inside out in her silly little dress. “You know,” Eren starts, his eyes locked on her mouth now, the teasing edge to his voice gone, replaced with something a little darker now, raspy with lust, “It’s really not sexist, actually kind of empowering.” “How so?” She asks, sinking further into his lap, just the hint of a grind as she feels him harden beneath her and god why does she always want him, even when he’s being a colossal asshole. “Rich baby daddy, I think she’s just using him for money, so really she’s winning here.” Mikasa scoffs, “Sure.” His mouth slips down to her neck, “You know if your birth control failed, I could be your rich baby daddy Mika.” 

Eren speaks with all the confidence of a man who was inside her not two days ago and definitely came inside her without a condom, and she fucking hates that it turns her on.

He lays hot open-mouthed kisses up her neck, his teeth nibbling at her ear now, her heart in her throat, “Probably spoil you rotten to be honest, you’re too pretty to work Miki, think I’d keep you just for me.” “Fuck off,” She whispers but there’s no real heat behind it, not when his hands are skimming at the hem of her dress, teasing at the edge of her cunt. “I think you’d like it.” “I think I hate you.” “Nah,” He murmurs against her throat, “You don’t.” 

And then he’s stealing her lips in a kiss that has her seeing stars, and she’s making out with Eren fucking Yeager in their neighbourhood cul-de-sac at 5:30 on a Sunday night, in prime view of dog walkers and horrified families. 

Eventually, she forces herself off of him, glaring the whole time, and he lets her choose the music as penance, to which she chooses some Drake that’s a little more tame, not something she can get quite so up in arms about.

She pretends to pout the entire ride back to school, but she shares her all-dressed chips with him and when his hand finds her thigh ten minutes into the drive she doesn’t protest. 

[fangirlforeversthings]

Obi wan anakin and ahsoka family soap blurb

So i just rewatched one of @zengers star wars ai videos on youtube (which i can only highly recommend they're the best) and heard obi wan calling anakin and ahsoka 'kids'. And this combined with their relationship what was always big bro little sister and their tired single dad i had an idea of soap about obi wan ahsoka and anakin and their daily life:

Anakin and ahsoka being the kids, anakin the older broher and ahsoka the younger sister and obi wan is their tired single dad raising them (also the mom role with their mom satine already passed away who had loved her beloved kids and husband uncondicionally and was so fun and warm and sweet and is missed every day so badly) and r2 d2 being their pet which dad never wanted but the kids found it lost without a home and begged him that they please could keep it an that they would ofc take care of it (obi dad has to take it on walks and feed it and we know it) but in the end he still loves it aswell. Yoda being their unhinged great grandvather already in retirement home telling dirty jokes at the dinner table on thanksgiving and qui gon being their grandfather living nearby teaching them dumb shit joining them on their stupid adventures. Mace windu being their neighbour who hates kids but especially them two who always destroy his peace and quite, windows and lawn. Yelling over the fence to kenobi to get his fucking brood in control while they always play pranks on him all the time. Padme being anakins girlfriend, rex their cousin and cody, quinlan and obi single dad besties, a bros since childhood trio.

Them (the kids and the dad bros) spreading chaos wherever they go. Kids making the dumbest decisions and going on the stupidest adventures together every day, going on their dads very last nerve and not listening to him most of the time. Them accidently almost blowing up the entire city by trying to get him the best gift for fathers day/ his birthday (they probably forgot it in the first place and gotta apologice) trying to show him how much they love and appreciate him and how sorry they are. They would do everything for him and love him uncondicionally. Obi dad sometimes even joining them on their dumb adventures or himself making the stupid decicions and them experiencing all kinds of chaotic days in normal day to day life.

Episodes where the dad bestie trio and all their kids together go on roadtrips camping and get lost and then get chased by a moose through the woods while some funny song playing the background. Or a funny day trip and then at the drive home anakin would be like "...and that was so funny you should have heard that loud splash when i threw her into the fountain, she was so mad tho. But it was so worth it cause it was sooo funny" "Well certainly not for your poor, soaking wet sister" "oh by the way while we are talking about her....where is she?" "What do you mean anakin? She's right th..." and obi dad then turning blank white in the face after looking in the backmirror while driving realising they had forgotten her in the hotel lobby (still dripping wet) and him than doing a 360. turn weels screaching and yeeting of to get her. Her pouting all the way home and obi wan apologizing the whole time "dear i'm so sorry i don't know how that could have happen your brother was going on my nerves with the pool animal and" and anakin just laughing.

Then in the end of the episodes they'd be sitting on the couch in the living room like "dad you know that we love you so much thank you for being the best of all dads" and these were the rare moments they'd be so serious and he'd be like "aw kids even tho you k*ll my very last nerve every day of course i love you guys too more than everything and i could never imagine my life without you two in it" "and r2" "yeah ofc and r2" and then after a cute warm cuddle anakin would say something like "even tho you're old as f*ck" and crack the moment with the invicible audience laughing and obi dad shaking his head sighing and laughing and then the episode ends.

Just their daily life that would be an awesome, fantastic family comedy soap.

Any show title ideas anyone?

[tostadamika]

Daniel Watches She-Ra

& The Princesses Of Power

-S1E3- 'Razz'

Todays' She-Ra Watchthrough Art: Look I have been having a real shit week or so let me just bullshit this one thanks

Dumb question but why is Glimmers mom British? Also this is probably just me but it looks like her wings are attached to her hair & I can't stop thinking about it.

Oh also yo the theme song?

Yeah that's pretty swell.

A big step up from the original cartoon which was just.....sad? It's just like a sad attempt of being a cool retro cartoon theme song. It fails to live up to any of the greats of decades past.

TMNT 87? Iconic. Badass. Groovy. Radical.

Transformers? Iconic as well. Absolutely fucks.

The Super Mario Bros. Super Show? Fucking ART that makes Hans Zimmer look like an absolute fucking dork.

Sonic Underground? LITERALLY THE GREATEST FUCKING PIECE OF MUSIC EVER COMPOSED BY MANKIND.

80s She-Ra? It's like watching a cat spray diarrhea across my carpet for a solid minute. It's just sad.

Okay so I literally don't know any of their names but uh-

These two. These two evil goons right here.

Are-

Okay so are they like gay? I don't know why but my brain saw this & went "Is this dude dating that lizard? are they going to smooch?"

I have no evidence or any proof to back up my claim here.

But I'm gonna just assume these two are gay & smooching & holding hands & stuff.

Anyways these goon squad characters are lame, also fuck that one girl who was bullying Cat-Ra, like, damn. The fuck is her problem?

Like leave that cat alone she's a fucking cat. Who bullies a cat??

Fuck you!!

Yeah so the only two goons I find myself enjoying are these two because I just get a strong feeling that they might be gay.

Again, I have no proof or evidence. But I'm gonna just say that they are anyway because I decided that I want to & you can't stop me.

Also one of them is a lizard dude. Like I said, that objectively makes him cool as fuck because reptiles are rad as hell.

ALSO GLIMMER & ADORA ARE SO GAY??

LIKE- OKAY FIRST OFF THIS POSE ABOVE THIS SENTENCE? THAT AIN'T A POSE OF A STRAIGHT PERSON. SHE'S AT THE VERY LEAST BI OR LESBIAN OR SOMETHING. BUT NAH THAT POSE IS GIVING ME VERY HEAVY FAG VIBES /POS

GOD THEY'RE GAY THEY'RE GAY THEY ARE GIRLFRIENDS IDC

I fucking squealed at this they're SO IN LOVE AAAAAA

GOD THEY ARE SO GAY

SHE'S BEING SO GAY JUST TALKING ABOUT ADORA/SHE-RA

GAY?? GAY

REAL

IF THEY DONT KISS & HOLD HANDS BY THE END IM GOING TO PISS ON MY NEIGHBOURS MAILBOX

POV: Glimmer introduces you to her wife (she's magic & can become very tall & glows bc she's just cool like that)

Also I like, find She-Ra so fucking funny from the design itself?

She's just.....tall. She's a tall lass. Big. Large. Massive. A Tree.

Like, the fact that she's just....big. Like this is a needed change for her transformation. Being taller is an essential part of it.

One of her magical powers is just being really tall I guess. Like that's part of the transformation, she gets BIG. So that's just considered a power, because it makes her taller.

Being a tall fuck is considered a magical ability in this universe.

Also why did this episode just turn into Pixars' Brave (2012) for the middle part? I'm not upset I'm just confused bc I didn't expect to be hit with this sudden flashback to 2012 shit. But I like this old lady.

But (good job daniel you used but twice in a row, you're so good at writing you stupid fucking idiot-) I just kept being reminded of Brave while watching. I don't know if that's a good thing or not. I haven't watched Brave in like a decade. Like, damn though, this part just reminded me of it a lot & I feel it's worth mentioning.

I should rewatch Brave sometime.

AHEM-

SHE'S SO FUCKING CUTE I WANT TO CRY SHE'S LITERALLY THE SCRUNKLY SCRIMBLO BLORBO AND ALSO A FAGGOT. I LOVE HER. PROTECT THIS SPARKLY FAGGOT & HER MAGICAL WIFE.

GRAHHHHHHH

Whore-Dak Update:

Okay Hordak, you get points just because you told Shadow Weaver to go fuck herself. That's incredibly based & awesome of you. To not only tell the wizard bitch to shove her stupid fucking shadow magic fart clouds up her ass. But you also were like "Hey angry lesbian cat, you get a promotion because you're epic" & that's so real.

I respect a villain who doesn't bully cats for no reason.

(other than because you're a huge bitch cough shadow cunt cough)

You're still nowhere near being Skeletor. But you are definitely a far better villain than the original 80s Hordak was. Keep it up buddy.

[chamotate]

tell me about that theo chap mr homo man

SIR YES SIR!!!

ill be honest my lore for theo is kinda vague bc hes just kinda there as a character that changes people and whatnot

Alright, so Theo comes from a very poor background, living in London's slums with his 4 siblings. He learnt how to sneak around and how to steal. When he met Sharon he was in LOVE. Not just because he was attracted to her, but also because she actually cared about him and shit. She actually made him feel worthy of life. But he was rejected....a lot.... This guy could NOT take a hint.

Anyway time to get chronological.

1933, Theo hears a lot of talk about Germany, he didn't care much about it, he didn't really pay attention to what was said. All he cared about was knowing his best friend got in to medical school and that was awesome. He spent weeks wondering if he could've ever been as successful as Sharon... maybe if he had the money.

1939, Theo hears there's a new war around and they need to prepare men for the front, but he's still too young to go, being only 16 at this point. This doesn't stop him from applying though, after all, what else was there for him to do? Maybe if he could prove himself to be a hero, maybe he could help his family.

Of course, he's not accepted because the dumbass used his real age, but he decides to wait it out. Wait until Sharon is accepted, he couldn't go without her.

1940, Theo liked to hang around the Underground stations. There was something so amusing about swarms of people packing into tiny stations. Occasionally, he would guide a few people, there were loads of new foreigners trying to escape Germany and its neighbouring countries of course. But there was one girl, Ida, that just stuck out to him. It was almost as she made herself more helpless, just for his assistance - to Theo, this meant true love. Usually he would just point somewhere, tell someone what bus to take, where to turn, that would be it. He didn't really know how, but she had somehow convinced him to be carrying all her luggage and following her behind like a dog. There was something weird about her mannerisms, but he just assumed it was just a... cultural thing??

Whatever it was, he was happy to be in her presence. But she was married. (BUDDY BRO IS NEVER GOING TO FIND LOVE.)

She left a few weeks later, without any explanation. Theo assumed he did something wrong... but then he finally realised.

That whole time, she was using him. She wasn't some helpless anti-war refugee from Germany. She was a fucking Nazi who just manipulated him into protecting her until the bombing in Germany ended. How was he so fucking stupid???

1941, he's in the trenches. It was NOT as advertised. He was cold, terrified, he wanted to be home again. He wanted to be safe.

He woke up every night, shaking, his brain tortured him with pictures of his comrades, mutilated. He couldn't escape, even in his dreams. His whole routine was: wake up, kill, eat, kill more, sleep. It was all he knew now. The routine would keep him safe. If he just kept focused on killing the enemy... don't think about the enemy, don't think about what they look like, stay numb and kill... surely he would be fine. That definitely wouldn't affect him at all!!!!

Theo finally had enough. It had been months. He couldn't take it.

Lucky for him, it was all over. He had been shot and he fell back on a rusty nail which cut his side, he yelled in pain. But he felt it was over. He smiled. Laughed even. The last thing he saw was Sharon's face. It was the best way to die. That was the only person he needed to see.

[hiro--aoki]

CHANDLER RIGGS IS A MAN AND I AM SICK AND TIRED OF PEOPLE SAYING HES A GIRL WHEN HES FUCKING NOT!!!! HE IS A GROWN ASS MAN AND HE SURE AS HELL WOULD NOT LIKE YOU, YOU STUOID RETARDED BITCH. HE IS A MAN! JUST BECAUSE HE HAS LONG FUCKING HAIR DOES NOT MAKE HIM A GIRL. I FUCKING HATE YOU AND PEOPLE LIKE YOU. I HOPW YOU KILL YOURSELF, I HOPE YOU GET RAPED AND BEAT, I FUCKING HATE YOU SO GOD DAMN MUCH YOU STUPID FUCKING RETARDED DYKE, I HOPE YOU GET RAPED YOU SICK FUCK. FUCK YOU I HATE YOU SO MUCH SO FUCKING MUCH YOU SICK FUCK

“Tell me why ur ears are in the nether yo eyebrows are on max brightness and yo neck be in incognito mode. Boy you be looking like the muffin man’s drug dealer level 6 diglet sticking out the top of yo head you look like you got baptized in the chum bucket yo mama use bakugons as a anal beads and you lost ur virginity to an armadillo on a trampoline in mid air, AYO stfu you cricket FROG NOISES Spinner fidget stupid midget genji main mega brain grandpa beat you with a cane. Half eaten onion ring Burger King mustard packet UPS EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH. Waluigi dirty squeegee. I bet you talk to other girls saying “Rub my dick and you’ll see a genie” Demon slayer, HOWDY NEIGHBOUR 353 POUND Fortnite player looking ass up boy. Open yo mouth and take my cupcake and swallow it. Everytime you burp fruit flies come out of yo mouth stinky ass boy. You discord mod, You wear ur cat ear headset for to fucking long to the point there’s a dent in ur big ass skull. Like to be honest bro, I’m fucking tired bruh, I’m tired of yo ass bruh, I’m tired of all theses goofy wannabe unoriginal view hungry cringe radiating YouTube shorts creating egotistically falsely empowered muscle shirt wearing Lamborghini driving food wasting prankster. You think you so gangster so you went to dollar tree and took a fake ass cold Chain from the Saint Patrick’s Day section and wore it around ur school thinking you got drip and shit, Like boy just stfu.” “You puted a balloon on yo head and thought it was a Durag like ain’t nobody cares about you dirty ass hell boy you got a drop off dark exlier pouring down ur hair right now you like a chipmunk you better get yo Christmas comes , This time of yearrr Bro like stfu you look like Ronald McDonald from a sex cult. You be looking like muscle man from regular show you be looking like ice spice, nah you actually look like water sugar get yo stanky ass away. When you walk downstairs your whole house starts fucking rumbling bitch you bring power of eren Yeager and 37 collosal titians down ur staircase. After you eat dinner you eat the plate and then you eat the table aswell CHOMP CHOMP. You rent out the gap between your teeth as a parking space for ants you be looking emo af CUT MY LIFE IN 2 PIECES THIS MY LAST RESORT, SUFFICATION NO BREATHING Ur nose be looking like two Mario pipes coming off ya face. INFACT when you tilt your head up be ugly af tell me why the bottom of ur nose look like the discord logo. You got a bikini bottom butthole you got spongebob flipping krabby Pattie’s in ur uterus ORDER UP MR KRABS! they made a sequal of finding NEMO based off yo ass called locating chromosomes in theatres this July! You was water boarding a mouse in ur kitchen sink to solve “the mystery of the missing cheese” You act like a whole ass Karen you better get yo “My names skyler white! YO, my husbands Walter white, YO!” Shut yo dumbass up your last poop was directed by micheal bay you got gfx explosions erupting in ur TOLIET bowl.”

[jaggedwolf]

pll rewatch 1x22

get its own post for finale reasons, the show does its first hitchcock homage, and the liars become the liars

getting ezria out of the way: even as fan of vest + tie combos ezra's outfit sucks this episode, he sucks for his useless texts, aria's tantrum at the faculty party is dumb, all of this is so stupid

ok ok the other note is that my friend remarked that when one of the liars goes "who do we know that's interested in younger girls" after the creep videos, none of them even think of ezra in that vein

which is distressingly warped even as it makes sense for these girls' worldviews: spencer does not view ian negatively until A gives them the video of him possibly killing ali, she views him positively in her flashback of kissing him

Spencer is so bad for saying that Melissa's baby might be inhuman but she is so fucking funny for saying "humor is subjective" instead of apologizing. I just really enjoy it when Spencer takes a break from being tormented to be the teenage brat she was born to be

Pam takes ten fucking years to answer Emily asking if her dad is okay and that is wild to me, Pam y'all are a military family and you should know better

why did the writers come up with this Texas plotline by the way, did they ever explain that?

Emily and Samara are exchanging the blandest emails. Why do all these girls email each other so much, the only things I emailed my high school friends about was schoolwork, otherwise it was all about texts

do you think they have negative associations with texting because of A. does only Spencer get tormented via email is she special like that.

Lucas is back! And still miffed about the danceathon ploy. I completely misremembered him already knowing Caleb before he goes on this fetch quest, but no, this is solely a "Hanna should know the truth" move

anw my take on how he tracks him down is that (1) Caleb's cheap-ass bus ride has lots of delays because that is his fucking luck (2) Lucas gets Caleb's number from Hanna's phone before passing it over to Emily

Okay, I make fun of the liars a lot for being super weird about the blind girl (who they are partially responsible for blinding), but most of the time I enjoy it, because of moments like this episode's where Jenna will be like come on bro :/ I'm just a girl who raped my step-brother via threats :/ just a girl who made a mistake and regretted it :/ why you gotta be so harsh bro :/

jenna we all saw you this season still trying to creep on toby when you were back in the same house...

this episode reveals that Spencer and I have very different notions of burner phones, because she bought this

while I would have gone for a nokia brickphone. Then again I think Spencer and I have different budgetary considerations for burner phones. (717 is indeed an area code for southern pennsylvania btw)

The Ian plan is not bad but maybe would be better if they didn't all swivel to stare at him instead of staring at the phone, you know, the means you purchased to communicate with him

All of the liars leave when Mona shows up (w/o busing their trays! Emily and Aria, your parents raised you better than this! Spencer had no tray and Hanna was not raised better than that) and I know it's primarily because they need to plot, but Spencer also clearly finds Mona super fucking annoying and I respect that

Emily when accosted by a cop that she should really trust him goes wow, maybe he has a point, and indeed calls Garrett later. ACAB, Emily, ACAB. (Except Officer Barry Maple, who has never done anything wrong ever.)

Okay so the real reason they made Garrett her former neighbour is so they could pretend he was on this street to see family, when he was actually here to get in on Rosewood men's favorite hobby: underage girls

why does he take off Jenna's sunglasses before he kisses her, that seems unnecessary.

please remember that Garrett's actor was Paolo in The Lizzie Maguire Movie. swear he was less bland in that

The Hannily porch scene is very endearing, Hanna is so delighted at the notion that Emily might have a type

Toby gets Spencer to chill out before she goes off to do her convoluted plan, which is a good dynamic for them

Spencer calls him a "safe place to land", which will come up again, and says she wants him away from danger because of that

firstly, sweet sentiment Spencer, but I do not think asking him to keep Jenna busy is keeping him safe, he would rather wrestle Ian in the woods any day

secondly, thinking about who Spencer feels the need to protect like this - she is protective over all the liars and Toby, but is she more "don't let danger breathe on them" about Toby and Emily?

at no point does anyone mention the car that t-boned Spencer and Melissa or its driver like, was it a phantom car, are Rosewood PD falling down on even this

Veronica gets some good mom points in comforting Spencer and telling her the crash wasn't her fault and that Melissa knows she cares

S1!Spencer is all about guilt so she takes this as her cue to nobly walk to the church to get Melissa's phone, only to get fucking jumpscared for her trouble

I really love the sequence from when Ian shows up till when the liars find Spencer at the top of the tower. It escalates so well, the tension ramping up, there's a phone call that forces the liars to simply listen as Spencer begs for her life and Ian recites how he's going to construct Spencer's suicide (and would have anyone believed the remaining liars if he'd succeeded?)

Spencer Hastings while being violently thrown about: Uh, Alison didn't die of blunt force trauma, she died of suffocation. ILU Spence never change

And she really gets thrown about! Jeez, someone escort her to a hospital checkup after this, there's probably a fracture somewhere in there

Love the liars fussing over Spence while she clings onto that wooden post. They immediately go "do not worry about having killed Ian, you are so fucking valid" and Spencer has to be like "no, I know it sounds like a traumatized mind coming up with shit but there really was a random hoodie that showed up"

That pan down to the body swinging and that being what set off the bells....still sick

Officer Barry Maple cannot believe these teenage girls lied about a fucking body, cue the entire town going whisper whisper whisper because they're all at the goddamn church

Even Noel Kahn. My dude, don't you have dudebro things to do that are more fun than this.

you know I bet Paige isn't at the church I bet she's at home stressed out about swimming or whatever. this is going to be my take on Paige for a while: that she has minimal awareness of the plot drama the liars are enmeshed in. Bet she didn't even know they got interrogated about rat blood trophy.

I forgot they have "I'm Not Calling You A Liar" play us out. Perfect song choice, but amusing solely to me, because: it is the first credits song for Dragon Age 2, and a long time ago someone asked me for a Hanna Marin crackship and I proffered Hanna/Fenris. Imagine the Liars in Kirkwall....

Our final A message of the season: It's not over until I say it is. Sleep tight while you still can, bitches.

[aajjks]

mommy issues!JK

you’re speechless.

jungkook has never talked to you like this before. you’ve never heard him talk in this manner to anyone and judging from the smirk on his face, he’s been wanting to tell you this for awhile now. maybe you are a hypocrite. maybe you are cold hearted.

all these years you’ve walked around with your walls up high. each person who has attempted to break them down has failed and after ji-cheol, you promised not to let anyone in ever again yet here you are all over again. broken walls, hurt feelings, and a mess you’ve created.

“oh please don’t look at me like that. It’s not my fault that how She keeps on boosting about your little flame and how you like girls more than boys.”

crack

“I mean it’s kind of ironic that you’re telling me to be professional with you when you’re literally fucking the teacher.”

crack

“I didn’t expect you to love me, but I also didn’t expect this behavior from you. Haha you’re not I thought you were.”

crack

“You’re a coldhearted selfish hypocritical person”

“Haha wow you’re so damn stupid!”

“My feelings are a joke to you. My son is a joke to you.”

crack

crack

crack

until it all comes crashing down.

“you’re right, jungkook” you say. “but you’re also forgetting how half of what you said is none of your concern. matter of fact, i shouldn’t concern you. so, now that we’ve established how we really feel about each other, delete my number and leave me alone. have a happy sunday”

you shut the door in jungkook’s face and head to your bathroom to freshen yourself up for today.

from eunwoo:

dude!!!

call me back!!

bro..are you and nara dating? you’re trending on twitter!!

~🫧

Instant regret is what he feels but at the same times he feels like he needed to hear those but his feelings are not a joke and even though you’re not entitled to love him back or return his feelings,

but you are also not allowed to walk all over him and give him the mixed signals and then expect him to be understanding.

When you shut the door in his face, he feels his tears welling up, but he won’t cry. He’s a grown man, and he has to deal with this.

Maybe you’re never going to give him a chance again, but before he can sulk even more standing at your door, he receives a lot of texts.

His phone is going insane right now.

Notifications from Twitter, Instagram, some of his colleagues and his best friend.

He’s actually scared right now.

Jungkook decides to put his phone on do not disturb before deciding to call eunwoo altogether.

“what the fuck is going on my phone is going crazy with these Twitter notifications and-what do you mean that I’m dating her and why am I trending on Twitter?”

Jungkook wipes his tears before sniffling. Eunwoo can probably tell that his friend is crying right now and that’s why he decides to ask him to come over to some kind of a pub. At 10 AM in the morning.

But jungkook needs some company right now and some answers.

So, as the neighbour grandma offers to watch his son, Jungkook bows carefully and grateful before driving off to the pub

A few minutes later, he arrives to the pub and as soon as he goes outside, he sees his friend there sitting, and he approaches him soon sitting next to him.

“what’s wrong? What’s going on? Why would you think that I’m dating her? You know I would never do that…”

[withonly-sweetheart]

AHH I LOVE ME SOME PSYCHOTIC CRAZY IN LOVE LEONNNNN

omg when i first heard this song i had such vivid ideas for it but i was an aspiring daydreamer, not writer, so seeing someone put it into words was asjdalsjdklajsdlasjd it's just special

needless to say this is a special fic to me, always will be! spoilers under the cut rq

You love this, you crave this, found a way to weasel your way into this life even after death.

i love how she sees what she has with him as life, even though it's truly just impartial in the idea that later we see that others can see she's dead, so i wonder if she's just an exception to it??

He didn’t use a gun and he didn't go bare-handed, he’s not completely stupid. Leon just... came in through the back door with one of the knives from his kitchen and got to work. Leon hadn't thought a whole lot through besides his alibi, he'd just say he was sleeping, he's a college student, aren't you supposed to get sleep when given the chance?

i jUsT kIlLeD a mAn sHe'S mY aLiBi *insert spanish singing here* anyways its so lovely that no one will notice when he smashes the glass, like aren't the other neighbours stalkin u... I WOULD BE!

"No, officer, I didn't hear anything last night, what's the matter?" "I don't know anyone who would do something like that to that family! That's just awful!" "They've never upset me, and even if they did, I wouldn't kill them over it!" "Damn, do I need to get security cameras or something, officer?"

erm not the way he can lie out of any situation HELP STOP THATS SO FUNNY TO ME BECAUSE I CANNOT LIE FOR MY LIFE BRO.. "thats just awful" like you "i wouldnt kill them over it" WHO THE FUCK SAYS THAT?? NO ONE... unless you've actually killed them. cops are stupid asf but thats ok as long as bbg gets away with it!

What's he supposed to do with your clothes?

cosplay. become a femboy. once you reach 1m subs on prnhub she'll climb back through the window (trust this method is verified)

This is unbelievable, didn't you love him? If you don't come to him, he might have to come to you... somehow. He'll figure it out, he's pretty sure you're meant to be together. Come on, don’t you know he’d die for you? Leon can’t wait for forever.

is there a part two bc if there is I NEED IT. FERALLY. I NEED HIM LIKE SEARCHING GRAVEYARDS TRYNA FIND MY ASS THAT DONT WANNA BE FOUNDDD UGHHH NEED DESPARATE RE2R COLLEGE LEONNN

claudia yk a fics good when u relate to it. i relate to this so much (no i dont i wish) and once again this is a vv special fic to me. thank you so much pookie i love u so bad <33

she’s demonic and bloody, but she holds me tight

note : divider is from @/cafekitsune. this fix does have dark content in it if you don’t wanna read I understand <3 I also wrote this based off the song In My Room by Insane Clown Posse. I also got kinda in the flow when I was writing this idk if it really fits the song but I like how this turned out but the end is like really really rushed bc I didn’t know what to do :)

wc : 2.9k

tags : @withonly-sweetheart @rigorwhoring @cigarett3wif3 @bonesnplywood

desc : a college kid with a social life that's almost non-existent figures the dead girl that comes to his room every night is his girlfriend, some say that's a bad thing, he says it's everything he could wish for. who cares, anyway? it's not hurting anyone! well, not yet, at least. there's an endless list of things he'd do for you, you don't even have to ask. but why won't you come back after he takes care of a problem that would have torn you away from him? you love him, right? not-really established relationship (idk how to explain it), a bit suggestive, Leon is kinda gross, necrophilia, gore, au, fem!reader, re2r!Leon

back to the party <3

“You gonna let me in…?” Your voice is muffled from the glass pane of Leon’s window, chipped fingernails tapping against the surface. Of course he’s gonna let you in, when was the last time he had ignored you? You’ve completely fucked over his sleep schedule, you’re too good to turn down.

He’s lucky that he has the whole house to himself, it’s been like this since he started college, even if anyone is there, you’re always quiet. Leon was lucky enough to have some rich uncle that pitied him after the death of his parents and gifted his summer house to Leon so he could stay there for college. He doesn’t talk to a lot of people, he’s got a few friends around campus and he tutors the kid next door, but outside of that he’s alone, no one comes over outside of family.

You came along about halfway through his sophomore year of college, he was scared of you at first, who wouldn’t be scared when you wake up to a corpse knocking on your window? But he gave you a chance, best decision he’s made in years.

You… were something special. Not a zombie, Leon’s sure you would’ve cracked his skull open and torn his brain apart with your teeth by now if you were, he would’ve let you.

You poor thing, your boyfriend killed you when you tried to break up with him in your senior year of college, Leon must’ve been seventeen when it happened, it had been all over the news. Leon’s not sure why you came to him, you never told him, there are a lot of things you don’t tell him, he’s not sure where you go when the sun rises, either. But you’re the best part of his days, the lamp in his room is always on at night just so you know he’s home. He hasn’t even gone out to any parties because he doesn’t want to miss a visit from you, hardly even stays out past ten if he ever does manage to get out of the house.

“Leon, I can see you.” Your voice is a bit harsher, your palm comes down against his window and Leon finally tears himself from his homework, spinning around in his chair to smile at you.

He stands from his chair and takes a few steps to his window, it’s never locked, it doesn’t even have the screen anymore, he just has to open it for you.

“Hey, sweetheart.” The smile that immediately blooms on your face makes his whole month, Leon offers his hand out to you to help you climb into his room, your rough, cold palm slides against his, you stumble slightly. Leon’s hands soon find their way to your sides, his face almost hurts from how much he’s grinning.

“Hey,” Your voice is always raspy, it’s prettier than any song he’s ever heard. You always wrap your arms around him when he welcomes you in, this time is no different, one of his hands take place on your lower back, the other on the back of your neck over your matted hair.

“It’s cold out, do you want a sweatshirt?” He knows you don’t need one, but he’s been dying to see you in one of his favorite hoodies, he doesn’t even care if you get dirt all over it. You just shake your head and bury your face in the crook of his neck, he chuckles. “I gotta do some homework, do you want to sit with me?” You nod again and unravel your arms from around him, he pulls up his chair again to sit and pull you down onto his lap.

You love this, you crave this, found a way to weasel your way into this life even after death. You really weren’t trying to go for Leon, the night you emerged from your grave you just stumbled down the street, looking for a light in the window, you don’t know why. The only light on had been Leon’s, he was pretty enough, at least he didn’t call the cops when you climbed up the tree in front of his window and started knocking.

He loves you, you know it. You don’t know how or why, but God, do you love this feeling. You’re able to pretend for a few hours that you’re back to being a normal college girl, that your blood still runs through your veins and your boyfriend didn’t go nuts and stab you. You love him too, you guess.

You even help him with homework and projects sometimes since you took those same classes, you always hated it when you were in school, but you had a cheat sheet for half the shit Leon brings back from class in the back of you brain, why are you even able to remember that? Leon always holds you as close as possible, you're not really sure how he can stomach having you so close all the time, you knew he'd have you naked more often than not if you would let him see you like that, the closest he's even gotten to seeing you like that is when you took off your dress so he could stitch up the re-opening stab wounds that were scattered across your abdomen.

But he loves it, for some reason. He doesn't mind how rough your skin feels and how tight it is against your rotting muscles, doesn't get weirded out when he plucks a bug from your hair, somehow Leon loves when the two of you make out.

It’s a win-win, Leon gets you, you get Leon. He buys you cute things, short skirts, pretty tops, you play dress up for a few hours before you pull the blue dress you were buried in back on and leave for the day, just to come back and do it again the next night. He’s got a dresser drawer full of girly clothes that you only wear sometimes, he’s lucky he never has friends over.

Don’t even mentions the hickeys he lets you leave on his neck, those are the things his friends see and tease him about, interrogating him about who his secret girlfriend is. You don’t think he minds, he’s never complained when you sink your teeth into his throat and suck and bite until the blood vessels under his skin start to pop. Leon does the same to you, anyway, it’s only fair.

Leon doesn’t like when you’re in the house but not with him, if you get up to go wash the dirt off your skin in the shower, he trails after you and sits on the sinks countertop until you’re done. He’d join you if you let him.

Leon will never tell you this or even ask, but he wonders if you died a virgin. I mean, there’s no way, right? You were so pretty, alive or dead, he’d be lying if he said that he never thought about having sex with you. Who wouldn’t think about that? Theres no judgement from him if you’re a virgin or not, but maybe one day you’ll take his virginity. Maybe? He’ll take the dry humping for now and keep his hopes up.

Outside of wanting to have sex with you, Leon loves to hold you. You fit on his lap perfectly and your face always finds a way to the nape of his neck, you always cling to him like your limbs are still stiff and tight from rigor mortis and you’ll take him back to your grave with you.

—

You’re back again, shocking. Leon’s got you on his lap with your chest pressed to his, his fingers dig into the cold flesh of your thighs to slowly rock you against him as you nip at his lips whenever you pull away from one of your heated kisses, barely giving him time to breathe.

You have to leave soon and Leon has to start his day, the most sleep he gets is four or five hours the second he gets back from school, you come around midnight, who needs sunlight? He doesn’t spend most of his days out and you never do, Leon could live in total darkness and be fine with it so long as you stay.

Leon’s shaking a tiny bit underneath you, it’s always like this when you slip your tongue a bit further past his lips, you can’t taste anything but Leon loves the way you taste, good thing he’s not vegan. Though, Leon can’t really focus on kissing you back, you feel more tense than normal, your voice sounds choked when you talk now.

Reluctantly, he pulls away from you and you huff. Leon’s hands instead move up to your hips, stopping his rocking.

“You okay?” You nod.

You’re not really okay, you were trying to avoid Leon asking you this because you knew he’d react badly. The kid he tutors next door saw you walk down the street, you even fucking made eye contact with the kid and kept walking until you were at the tree in Leon’s yard. You didn’t know if he was gonna tell anyone or just try to ignore you, play it off as a drunk girl not knowing what she’s doing. But you knew he’d tell Leon the next day, Leon always told you the kid liked to gossip. Even if the kid didn’t talk, you probably shouldn’t come back, at least for a little while.

“Sweetheart,” His hands squeeze your hips, you sigh and sit up straight. “What’s wrong?”

“I- that uhm, the kid next door… H-he saw me.” Leon’s eyes widen and his hands grip you harder, it doesn’t hurt but you feel his fingernails dig into your skin.

“What?” You’ve never heard his voice so flat, you chew on your bottom lip and look away from him. “He saw you?”

“Leon, he knows.”

“What? He can’t know, it’s not like… It’s not like it’s obvious that you’re dead.”

“Leon, be serious, it’s weird enough to see someone stumbling into your neighbors yard in the dark, but when they look like they’re fucking dead then that’s something else.”

“Baby-“

“He’s gonna tell someone.”

“He won’t,” A dry, humorless chuckle comes from his mouth, he shakes his head. “He’s not gonna care, the worst that’s gonna happen is he’s gonna tease me.”

“Yeah? What if he tells his parents? What if he tells his friends? Then what? He’s like, what, twenty? He doesn’t care if you ask him not to talk about it.”

“We’re gonna be fine,” His hand comes up to your face, brushing over your bottom lip and pulling you back down to his slowly. “Why would he give a shit?”

“I’m not gonna come back for while.” You announce, stopping a few inches from his face. You don’t want to talk about this anymore, you just need to do your own thing, you have all the time in the world to wait and let this simmer down. If Leon loves you, then he’ll wait, too.

“What?!” Leon bolts up, pushing you up with him. “No, no, no, no, you don’t gotta like, leave leave, okay? I’ll- I’ll take care of it, I’ll talk to him. Baby, please.”

“I don’t know, Leon.”

“We’re gonna be alright, I promise.” He kisses you again and your shoulders tense. “Okay?”

“… The sun will be up soon.” You mumble, leaning back from him.

“Yeah. Yeah, I know.” He sighs and runs his hands along your arms, looking over your face to try and determine what you’re thinking. “I love you.”

“Love you,” You mumble again before you stand from his bed and make your way back out his bedroom window, you glance back at him, he’s smiling, somehow.

Once you’re gone, though, Leon flops back against his bed, his hands coming to his hair to pull at the soft strands, he's never been so nervous in his life.

“Fuck.”

—

Leon’s not proud of what he’s done, but he did it for you, so it’s not bad, right?

He really did mean to just talk things out, tell his neighbor that you’re his girlfriend and that you come up through the tree in front of his room because it’s faster.

But the kid had already told his parents, thankfully none of his friends, though. Leon didn’t know what to do, because soon the neighbors would tell his uncle and then he’d start asking questions, and then eventually his neighbor would tell his friends and then Leon’s friends would find out and- he panicked. What else could he say?

Leon came back to his neighbors later that night, maybe ten, ten thirty? Who cares? The thing about his neighbors is that the parents loved him because he was willing to spend two hours of his day tutoring their son who got into school mostly due to his parents, why wouldn’t they give him a spare key to the house?

He didn’t use a gun and he didn't go bare-handed, he’s not completely stupid. Leon just... came in through the back door with one of the knives from his kitchen and got to work. Leon hadn't thought a whole lot through besides his alibi, he'd just say he was sleeping, he's a college student, aren't you supposed to get sleep when given the chance?

But now his hands were covered in blood as well as his clothes, he made sure not to get any on his shoes, he'll just wash whatever became bloodied. And if he couldn't wash the blood out, he could just feed it to the fire pit, maybe a tie dye shirt wouldn't look too bad on him, he's thinking red and black.

He's not used to the feeling of someone else's blood coating his skin, did you know what that felt like? No, that blood had been your own, but still, maybe you could've told him it would be warm. And God, the fucking stench of it, he's gonna scrub his skin raw when he gets back home.

Leon doesn't expect you to come back to him that night, though he still really hopes that you do. But while he waited, he cleaned. Did his laundry, washed the knife, looked for any splotches of blood left in his yard that would be seen as an immediate red flag, he even kicked in the glass back door of his neighbors house for good measure! He probably wouldn't have slept, anyway, the adrenaline of puncturing a soft body with something he uses to cook is still running through his veins. He wasn't too worried about the other neighbors, most of them were old, it was well past their bed time.

Was Leon disappointed when you didn't show that night? Of course. But if you needed a night to try to gather your thoughts then what kind of boyfriend would he be to not allow you that space?

And it was no surprise when the cops showed up at his door the next morning, Leon had gone through this situation over and over in his head the whole night, he just needs to play dumb and be polite.

"No, officer, I didn't hear anything last night, what's the matter?"

"I don't know anyone who would do something like that to that family! That's just awful!"

"They've never upset me, and even if they did, I wouldn't kill them over it!"

"Damn, do I need to get security cameras or something, officer?"

Of course the police told him to get the security cameras, it’s no big problem for him, no one has to protect him, he’s just waiting for you to come back. Maybe you’ll even stay longer once you do finally come back to him, there’d be no one to worry about, so what’s the problem?

—

Leon doesn't get it, it's been almost a month now and you're still not back. Why is that? Did you just not know what he had done for you and decided to wait a bit longer? Maybe he should've known that the girl who got fucking stabbed to death wouldn't like him killing a family for her, God, did he scare you off?

He went to your grave, it looks normal. He'd never gone now because he had no reason to, but the soil wasn't loose or anything. Should he try to dig you up? No, that would get him thrown in jail in a matter of minutes. You weren’t even showing up on the security cameras the cops advised him to get,

Leon can't stand it. He misses you, is that really so bad?

How long were you planning to stay away? Did you just break up with him without even really saying it? Was killing his neighbors worth it? It's like you've just vanished! What does he have to do to get you to come back?

The pictures he has of you - from when you were alive, newspaper clippings of your obituary and your memorial service after the funeral - don't sit right with him anymore. He's had them since you started coming over, he just wanted to know more about you, but seeing you smiling at him through the black and white paper doesn't sit well in his stomach.

What's he supposed to do with your clothes? He misses you, why can't you just leave him a note explaining things? And he can't even tell anyone. He's worried about you, what if something happened to you?

But he waits, like he does every night.

And he waits, then waits a bit longer, then waits even more, and a month turns into four way too fast.

Where are you?

Leon swears he can hear the tap tap on his window, but when he looks, you're never there. Now he has to deal with the weight of murder on his shoulders while the cops are still out looking for the killer. Were the cops why you weren't coming back?

This is unbelievable, didn't you love him? If you don't come to him, he might have to come to you... somehow. He'll figure it out, he's pretty sure you're meant to be together.

Come on, don’t you know he’d die for you? Leon can’t wait for forever.

[eremin0109]

Y'all ever think about how Pran managed to keep his feelings a secret all these years, maintain the facade of rivalry with the man he crushed on AND get into college all at the same time while Pat had ONE moment of realisation that the one he was in love with was Pran all along and this little shit could go for a maximum of two/three days before becoming an emotional mess and climbing up to the rooftop to kiss Pran?

[sodrippy]

ABSHWBXNAB SCREAM its like 1am and i woke up bc some neighbours were playing music and i could hear it across here and i was like ugh annoying but then i was like oh great not only do i have to hear their shitty music i have to hear them fucking?? its 1am why are yall fuckin on the terrace get a room but THEN some other lady was out there and telling them off?? Christ it was so fucking funny i couldn't hear what she was really saying but i DISTINCTLY heard her say "orgasm orgasm orgasm" in a very exasperated tone im losing my mind

[fantasy2739]

Jamie Prompt: Nightmares during an overnight trip so one of the teammates or multiple hear and help him. OR they find old bruises/scars from his dad's abuse. Just want to see the effects of the abuse and the team seeing those effects/helping him.

Hahahaha angst my favourite.

Gonna be honest not sure I nailed this.

Enjoy!

They just won a match against Nottingham Forest. It was a brutal match. City Ground was filled with jeers and cheers from both sides. Probably inspired by the horrific loss at Wembley. Richard nearly got taken out by one of the Nottingham players, Dani had received a dubious yellow, Sam was covered in more scrapes and bruises than should be possible, and Jamie had gone full prick without even waiting for a signal. It was a shit match. Roy grumbled the whole way back to the hotel how they were probably going to have to flee in the dead of night. Jamie just feels like shit. They should be happy. They won. Jamie thinks it’s because maybe some of the insults got a bit too personal. Maybe because at half time after one of the players had shoved Jamie and called him a pussy, the whole team had shot him looks of concern. Jamie had ignored the looks, the pounding of his heart and tried to listen to Ted. Maybe because it was just a shit match. The point is Jamie feels like shit.

“Movie night?” Ted asks, lightly, like he wouldn’t mind if they said no. There were nods, murmurs of agreement, because none of them wanted to go out really. They all cram into a big room and settle in for a movie. The choice is given to Ted, who always seems to nail the film choice. He puts on My Neighbour Totoro, probably because it’s all cute and shit. Jamie’s got to admit, it’s pretty hard to stay angry watching some fluffy thing be stupidly cuddly and friendly. It’s just a nice movie. He’s a bit apart from everyone else, half curled onto a pillow he nabbed from his room. He’s dead sleepy. If he closes his eyes just a little, it’ll be fine.

It fucking isn’t.

Jamie’s had nightmares for years. They’re pretty fucking consistent actually. His fears haven’t really changed from childhood. The same man appears. The same insults. Injuries. Pain and memories swirl into one.

Years of experience have ingrained it in his mind and body to not be loud. The vulnerability that comes with sleep keeps his mind in a state of stress. He’s never been a heavy sleeper. Too wary of footsteps in the night. If he wakes the sleeping horror in his house he knows he’s in for worse. Apparently though, he moves, a lot. And whimpers. It’s pathetic really. He’s an adult. He shouldn’t be fucking like this. He’s always in motion anyway, so it occurring in his sleep doesn’t seem like a big deal. The odd twitch is probably ignored. The violent twisting, whimpers, and arms raised in defence are not.

He’s not sure how long he’s out but there’s hands on his shoulders as he almost bolts upright. He nearly takes Isaac out. Jamie’s breathing heavily. He wrenches himself from Isaac’s grip, hands on him too much to bare.

“You alright bruv?” Isaac asks, almost gentle. Jamie just nods, not trusting his voice to come out strong.

“The fuck you are.” Roy growls. Jamie can’t help the way his body tenses. Can’t stop the way his eyes flit around in panic.

“Jamie.” Someone says hesitantly. It’s Sam, crouching down next to him. “Are you sure you are alright?” Jamie’s eyes slowly make their way to Sam.

“Yeah, fine mate.” Jamie manages, glad he sounds tired rather than scared. “Just tired yeah.” That’s enough for some of the team who drift away slightly. But Sam stays crouching next to him. Isaac barely moves from his spot almost directly above Jamie. Roy slumps in a chair slightly away, most likely because of his knee. Dani has a frown marring his face, Zoreaux appears to be debating the benefits of crowding Jamie with the others, Richard cocking his head at him almost thoughtfully. Jan is fixing Jamie with a look reminiscent of an x-ray, while Bumbercatch is chewing on his lip in apprehension. Colin is sitting right behind Jamie, face almost carefully blank.

“You were making strange noises.” Jan says bluntly. There’s lots of way Jamie could reply. He could crack a sex joke, ease the awful tension. Brush it off as not important. Instead he shrugs.

“So?” He asks. He’s not a fan of the looks exchanged between his teammates.

“You sounded like you were… having a nightmare.” Sam says cautiously. Jamie scoffs like that’s complete bullshit. Like he didn’t just have exactly that. It’s stupid to act like this. But that childhood fear of pissing someone off remains forever present.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Colin asks softly. Jamie hates it. They’re treating him like one wrong word will make him shatter. He’s not fucking soft.

“I’m fine.” He insists. He’s getting really tired of the looks.

“It’s okay to have nightmares man.” Bumbercatch interjects. “It’s not like embarrassing.” Fuck no it is. It’s shitty, embarrassing, frustrating, and probably many other words.

“Talking about these things usually helps.” Sam offers quietly.

“Don’t worry amigo, we won’t judge you.” Dani says, Jamie just wishes he’d smile. Dani not smiling feels like a sign of the apocalypse.

“We’re here bruv.” Isaac adds.

“Was it the dickbag?” Roy asks with a low growl. It doesn’t exactly narrow it down. The Nottingham fans? The Nottingham players? His dad? Jamie shrugs again.

“I’m just gonna go to bed yeah.” He tells them, twisting away slightly. He almost trips getting to his feet, Zoreaux reaches to steady him. He flinches, hating himself slightly. He grabs his pillow and tries to leave again. Roy stands up to block him.

“Was it James?” He asks, voice lowering. Like it’s just him and Jamie in the room. “Look Jamie if you need to talk about what that dick did to you-.”

“I don’t.” Jamie says quickly. “I don’t need to talk about him.” There’s a tension in the room that you could cut with a knife.

“We didn’t talk after Wembley.” Roy says, clearly remembering how Jamie had just shut everyone off when anyone asked. “Let us fucking help you.”

“Is your father always terrible to you?” Jan asks bluntly. Jamie’s eyes shoot daggers at him.

“None of your fucking business.” He snarls. Internally he cringes, thinking it sounds too much like James. Jan merely raises an eyebrow.

“Jamie if he hurt you when you were younger then maybe you should talk about it.” Sam offers. Like bringing up the past is going to make things better. Like talking ever fucking helps. Jamie wants to scream.

“So he beat the shit out of me when I was a kid. So he was a useless fucking parent. ” Jamie snaps, tears prickling at his eyes. The open looks of horror on some of his teammates faces makes him cringe. He can’t stop though, can’t just leave it as is. “He’s my fucking problem.”

“Fucking hell Jamie, he shouldn’t have done that.” Roy growls. Richard grumbles something in French that Zoreaux nods in agreement with. It’s sounds angry and Jamie’s pretty sure he hears the name James muttered.

“It doesn’t matter.” Jamie insists.

“Of course it matters.” Sam replies. “You matter.” He probably shouldn’t scoff but Jamie can’t help it.

“Jamie, do we need to talk?” Roy asks, voice low. Jamie drops his pillow and flings his arms up.

“Fuck sake can’t we just drop it yeah? My dads a dick. We all know that.” He snaps. If the conversation continues he knows he’s going to cry. He’s going to sob like a little kid, fucking embarrassing. Roy steps closer, making Jamie shrink back. He wants to disappear into the ground. There’s nervous eyes all around.

“Let us help you amigo.” Dani says. “We are a team yes?” He offers Jamie a small smile. Jamie wishes he was yelling. Or that someone was angry, mad. Any fucking negative emotion. He knows how to deal with those. Instead everyone insists on huddling round him, offering support, caring about him.

His dad isn’t here but he can hear him calling him soft.

“It’s not… I don’t…” Jamie struggles to find the words. The ones that won’t make him cry and get everyone to leave him alone. “I just want to go to bed.”

“No way bruv.” Isaac shakes his head. “Not until you talk to us.”

“It’ll just be quicker if you do.” Colin says with a shrug, his face soft as he looks at Jamie. Jamie shoves his hands into his hoodie and blinks hard. “Otherwise we’ll just hound you til you break and tell us anyway.” Jamie stares at his team, that are standing round him like they’re worried he’s going to break if they get too far away.

“We won’t judge you.” Zoreaux says. “We just want to help.” Jamie is weak. He’s weak to them caring, with sad eyes, horrid glances. He doesn’t deserve a team ready to catch him when he falls but he’s lucky. He takes a deep breath.

“I’ve had nightmares for years.” He mumbles. “Bout him. I don’t… I’m not gonna talk about what they’re like about.” The team is nodding in understanding. “I just get so scared. And it’s stupid. I fucking hate it. I hate it so much.” Jamie sniffles, Sam and Dani move closer, both offering comfort. Jamie moves slightly out of reach, dropping onto his pillow and pulling his legs to his chest. “I don’t wanna talk about him.” It’s said into his legs but he knows they hear him. He hears a horrible cracking sound as Roy sits next to him. An arm snakes it’s way around his shoulders, he can’t help but tense. He feels someone else sit on his other side.

“Puppy pile.” He hears Bumbercatch say and suddenly there’s nine grown men leaning on him as he’s pushed close to the floor. Jamie’s pretty sure Isaac is behind him playing pillow, Colin’s on his left shoulder. Sam is on his left leg and so is Dani. Bumbercatch is somehow across both legs. Roy is looming by his right shoulder. Zoreaux is half resting on Jamie, half on Roy. Richard has managed to curl up practically on Jamie’s stomach. Jan is somewhere around his knee.

“Fuck Richard, ease up a bit.” Jamie grumbles. “I can’t breathe.”

“No.” Richard says sweetly even as he adjusts a bit so that Jamie’s lungs can actually work.

“Bro you have really bony ankles.” Bumbercatch says.

“Fuck off.” Jamie mumbles. He twists slightly, leaning into the collar of Roy’s jacket. He feels safe in the pile of people. Jan complains that he is too much person to be forced into such a cramped position. Colin cracks a joke about being too much person to handle. They’re giggling a little, letting Jamie feel at ease.

The nightmares stay away for once.

[theflyingfeeling]

no one asked but after some more evaluation, here's my fresh ranking of all the songs with commentary:

1. Die Another Day

-> really love this song 🖤 it's not often that I find songs that really resonate with me lyric-wise but this one definitely does, particularly the lines 'holding on to errors I find in myself' and 'maybe life would be easier without a heart'

2. Flatline

-> still a banger, great chorus, even my mom likes it

3. Phobia

-> no deep analysis, I just like the melody, even in the chorus, although ngl it does sound sorta familiar and like I've heard it before in a different song by a different band/artist, but then again so do pretty much the choruses for all of these songs (I'm letting it slide this time though because I just really like this song okay)

4. XOXO

-> this is growing on me day by day! I have never listened to From Ashes to New and I'm not sure if I'll check them out but I really like their feature here

5. Keeping It Surreal

-> big ouch

-> in some crazy way the how to [...] parts remind me a little of A Thousand Years by Christina Perri 😂💓

6. Red Tail Lights

-> I reaaaaaally really like the sound in the very begginning and end (don't know what I should call it). this could easily be on 5th place as well

-> fast tempo which I looooove. I also like how the songs just. keeps going, ya know? wish it had kept going a little longer though 💀

-> especially I hope Joonas' guitar solo will be longer in the live version

7. Not Your Bro

-> imagine this and Like a Brother being played back-to-back. yeah I know they're about different themes but still lol

8. Deadzone

-> you know those songs you're not really feeling when you first hear them but then they get better and better the more you listen to them? I feel like Deadzone is the opposite of that for me 🤔😂 I'm not saying I hate it, but I think it's a little...overappreciated? but it's on the Billboard, so obviously I'm the one in the wrong here

-> also, I'm obviously Very Stupid and don't understand anything about music or song lyrics, but this song's been out for 6 months and I still haven't figured out what exactly it's about? I know what the music video is about, but in my opinion the song is not what the mv is about (=the birth of the band) 🤨

9. One Last Time…Again

-> it's okay

10. Wolves in California

-> Wolves in California they say but the sound effect sounds more like The Neighbour's Dog in the Backyard and I lose it every time I hear it

11. Happy Doomsday

-> this is not on the last spot only because the bring the fucking popcorn line is still hilarious 🍿

-> actually the verses overall aren't that bad, but it's the chorus that has me snoring (and the English teacher in me cannot help being annoyed by the pronunciation and word stress issues lol)

12. Where's the Exit

-> sorry Mattson, I know this was one of your faves but the chorus in particular is biiiiiiiig yawn. the verses are kinda fun, but that's not enough

just listened through Exit Emotions for the first time (yay my old CD player still works!), minor spoilers under the cut:

gonna need to listen to the new songs again but my favourites were Phobia and Red Tail Lights. kinda liked Not Your Bro and the last song on the album too

genuinely chuckled at the very beginning of Wolves in California 😂

One Last Time...Again being over 3 minutes is such a fucking scam?? 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

overall I like the verses in all songs but the choruses are hella boring (the only exceptions being Flatline in which I like the chorus better, and Die Another Day which is chef's kiss from start to finish imho)

Joonas' guitar solo was cool. already forgot which song it was though

maybe on the next album we'll get a bass solo from Olli 😔

[igonecrazy]

Ok ok um… shoot there’s so many titles I’m intrigued about sksksksk imma try my best 😅

TAM GIMME ALL THE DEETS ON TAM

SAME FOR ALL THE LILY FICS

Car Keying?? 👀

HAPPIER 2.0????? (With a happy ending orrr??? 🥺👉👈)

Am I even allowed to ask about more than one WIP? idc idc

Yesssssssss..you're allowed to ask about them all :")

alright..so.....

TAM..The Art of Misunderstanding.. :"( the fic i was writing about the TMI gang visiting India :"( *cries in i wish you could see into my brain* this is so cute and so stupid..theres a whole scene where Magnus asks Simon about how long Jace and Alec have been together and Magnus just keeps jumping to conclusions and never letting Simon get a word in to tell him those two are brothers..and all the weird groping and smoochin (they werent actually smooching) Magnus and Clary have seen was actually them being asshole big bros and teasing Izzy and him who have just recently <insert the big relationship step that i gave them and forgor> and and and....there was this scene..where they're in a luxury train..and Alec and Jace are fighting-but-not-really-fighting where Alec calls Jace by his full name.. Jonathan Christopher Lightwood Herondale..and Magnus who was passing by their door just happens to hear it..and then he goes back to the room he is sharing with Clary and is like "OH MY GOD! Biscuit..we cant tell them we like them! They're married! *cries still in style coz its Magnus Fucking Bane*" and i have a few other ideas from when i thought this fic up :"(

Lily! My beloved series! I have two ideas in work for this and a couple more still brewing..well..1st is..Hannibal pleasuring Will in bed..when his phone notification for Abigail goes off and now he's distracted coz wtf did his daughter post now..and Hannibal is like "My Love *exasperated sigh* what at work has your attention that is more important than my tongue?" and Will is like "I swear its not work! *gets a glare* its not! its our daughter! *confused scrunch* she posted something somewhere! and i! i can bet you its about us!" they see it..and its a video of them dancing in the kitchen like Hannibal did with Bedelia in Florence..and with Lily clapping for them from her play pen..and Abigail is like "How do I date when they are just down the hallway setting insanely high standards?" AND the other idea was a pre-Lily fic about Will baby talking to his tumtum and Hannibal is like *cue serious face* "Will..my love..i fear i must say this..i feel like i should handle the discipline of our child.. *gets confused scrunch* you're very gentle with her..which i fear would only get worse once she gets here..i do love them..but i dont want our child to grow up spoiled, darling" *gets a solemn nod coz Will doesnt want that either* <cut to present day..Will just got back from work> and Hannibal is busy cooking and Lily is on a high chair and Hannibal is explaining to her what all he is doing and then Lily who has a giant cake slice in front of her goes "Pa..caa'e" and Hannibal wipes his hands and comes to hand feed her..and Will is like smiling but also "discipline her my ass" This series is a fluff fest..gosh!

Car Keying..idk if you remember it coz i might have thought of it back at glitter hand..but anyway..Alec shares an apartment with Izzy..Magnus is Izzy's bestie who keeps coming over..Alec hates the car that is always parked in his spot..because that means he would park in his neighbour's spot and his neighbour always got on his back about it..he ignores it a couple of times..notes down the plate number 3rd time..keys it a lil 4th time..makes a long scar 5th time..and 6th time he is going on a date with Magnus and they reach the parking lot(Izzy took his car today..its technically their car but..yk) and Alec is like I'm gonna smash this fuckers car! and Magnus is like where did my sweet shy Alec go? and Alec is like "Omg Magnus you're so sweet..i know i shouldnt be doing this and i wouldnt but this car brings out the worst in me" and Magnus is like darling you cant damage that precious thing..its mine.. and Alec just runs upstairs in shame..forgets the lift and literally runs :P

Happier 2.0 *cue teary eyes* Will..finds Hannibal with the help of Chiyoh who stayed back before the FBI could come for Will just in case he didnt want to be left behind..which he didnt..and Will is like "IS THIS WHAT YOUR LOVE WAS" and gosh

This is what you do? This is why you wanted me? This is why you isolated me from everyone, took away anything i dared to love, JUST SO YOU COULD LEAVE ME ALONE? ARE you that easily bored of me Hannibal Lecter?

Will-

What? You left me! YOU LEFT ME! To what? Go back to where I came from? Was i this easy to discard?

I was trying to do what’s best for you

YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR ME! STOP TRYING!

Someone gib me strength to finish them 😭😭😭😭 coz i love all my WIPs but I'm so trash at actually getting them ideas down to a docs file 😭😭