#not tryna beef i just wanted to make a point

[princessbrunette]

hyperfem! reader w jj pleaseee

writing them in lil bullet points cos it’s easier to format hehehee 🎀

• swatching makeup on his arm in the store when you’re tryna find the right shade and he’s just all like “baby. how do you know i’m not like — super allergic to the ingredients in this thing. do you know how many chemicals go into makeu- infact, lemme see- no i’ll give it back i just wanna read what it says— trust me! i saw this video on instagram reels—” and he’s fighting the foundation bottle out of your hand so he can read the small print on the back listing the ingredients even though he has no idea what he’s talking about.

• he’s got beef with the plushies on your bed. unfortunately. “so this is the guy you get all cozy with when i’m not here?” he’s laying on his back on your pink frilly bedsheets tossing the plushie between his hands like a football. “guy? jayje that’s obviously hello kitty.” you pout, kneeling on the bed to take her away. when you place her back on the sheets he catches your wrists and pulls you down so that you fall on top of him with a quiet yelp. “agh, there you are. get in here.” he’s grinning, wriggling to make space for you.

• enticing you into joining the group on their wild pogue adventures. “babe, i literally got you a pink life jacket so you can come out with us on the boat— don’t make that face at me.” he standing on the pier clutching the neon pink life jacket in one hand, the rest of the pogues waiting on the boat, staring at you happy as clams with hopeful grins. “jj i don’t need a life jacket.” you frown, letting him help you up onto the pier by the hand. “uh— yes y’do. i’m dragging you into our shit, i’m gonna make sure you’re safe alright? now come here.” he’s manhandling you in that thoughtless jj way so he can fasten your life jacket on you even though no one else is wearing one. princess treatment, of course.

• when you and the pogues inevitably get yourself into shit, running from sirens down a street of a town you’ve never visit before, jj is constantly pulling you along and making sure you don’t fall behind. “come on baby, move your ass!” he yells, and you rip yourself free of his grasp when you come across a puddle— the rest of the groups continuing through, splashing across to the other side. “jj, these are my favourite shoes!” you whine. he slams to a halt, opening his mouth to argue but seeing the police car round the corner before he can. he simply grabs you and either throws you over his shoulder and carries on running (hes a strong boy) or straight up yanks the shoes off his feet and puts them on your feet as fast as humanely possible.

• forever fascinated by the lengths you go to in your beauty routines. enjoys watching you carefully apply a face mask in the mirror whilst he sits on your bed, eyes jumping around to the girly decor in your room. you’re nothing like him, and he wonders sometimes what you even see in him. his hands are rough from ropes and climbing things he shouldn’t, his hair is often matted and unclean from the ocean, whilst you were soft all over and always smelling like a bakery. that not to say you didn’t try and involve him, atleast smearing spf on his face whilst sat on the boat together, batting away his fussy hands. “jj, you’re in the sun just unprotected all day… y’gonna age like milk.” you mutter, rubbing it into his cheek as he squints one eye closed. “i’m white n’blonde. you can’t fight the inevitable, babe.” he moves his face away, wiping his cheek on the back of his hand.

• sometimes lets you paint his nails if he’s bored and wants an excuse to watch you close up, all cute and concentrated, his smile growing even when you tsk at him, lips pouted and brows creased. “you moved!” you accuse quietly, grabbing his hand and holding it still. he’s not looking at his nails, hell— he couldn’t even tell you what colour they’re being painted, staring at your pretty face instead. “my bad, gorgeous.” he smirks, watching the way your eyes flick up to his, blinking away the flustered feeling.

• like i said, princess treatment. makes you cream around his fingers, hand stuffed into the waistband of your delicate pink panties whilst he paws greedily at your tit. “whats a pretty girl like you doin’ with me huh? jesus, you cum so much baby. fuckin’ love it.” he whispers, dick hard against your thigh as you whine.

• loves when you initiate, watching JJ sat at a table, maps and other crumpled up artefacts you didn’t understand scattered about as he spins his cap around to face backwards, concentrated and serious as he reads. you know it’s important to him, but he’s been at it all day and there comes a point where you just want his attention again. which of course, is how you end up straddling one of his thighs, panting and whimpering into his neck as he tries to concentrate on the maps and not your grinding on him. “jayge, just miss you…” you mewl nonsensically, tired and infuriatingly horny on his lap. he cups your lower back, pressing a distracted kiss to your temple (with a raging hard on) “doin’ good, baby. lemme finish this up n’im all yours, needy girl.”

• thinks you look adorable leaving lipstick/lipgloss prints on his cock. he strokes your head with a lazy smirk, watching your brows furrow slightly as you bury your kissy face against his shaft, pulling back to admire your work. “pretty.” you mumble to yourself and he chuckles. “you’re damn right.”

• notices when there’s something new about you. new hairstyle? he’s approaching you and holding you gently by the face so he can get a proper look at you. new dress? best believe you’re hearing “alright, do a spin for papa J, that’s it pretty lady.” with that shit eating grin of his. he’s just that attentive.

[melanatedeuph0ria]

my initial thoughts on the bear s3 (having only gotten to ep 5)

im not even mad ab the whole sydcarmy breakdown in s3 rn I’m just like disappointed because what the fuck man

I’m only on ep 5 and I’m not gonna lie to y’all if this was as good and actually interesting as season 2 I’d be eating it up and binging that shit as much as I did last year. Well now I rlly can’t because I just HAD to rewatch the show w my parents so now that means I have to wait until they’re in the mood to watch it to watch it with them so I don’t feel like I’m betraying them for watching episodes on my own (mostly my mom tbh) but like ts is NOT speaking to me man

like I NEVER use “man” at the end of my sentences like that only when I’m actually exasperated and fucking tired of the shit something or somebody is pulling

Like FROM WHAT IVE SEEN this season has only showed me that like OKAY I DONT HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THE FAKS IM JUST SEEING THEM WAY TOO FUCKING MUCH LIKE…WHY IS JOHN CENA HERE STOP TRYING TO MAKE SHIT INTERESTING BY INSERTING RANDOM FUCKING CELEBRITIES INTO YO SHIT FIRST OF ALL

SECONDLY I’m pissed with how CARMY IS TREATING MY BEAUTIFUL BLACK QUEEN PRINCESS DUCHESS SYDNEY

Like what happened man 😕

It was legitimately going so so so SO WELL IN SEASON TWO

LIKE I HAD HOPE INDISPUTABLE HOPE ABOUT THEM GETTING TOGETHER

LIKE HUH

but then this WHITE MAN has the nerve to treat her like GARBAGE

FIRST FROM GETTING INTO A FIGHT WITH RICHIE FOR NO FUCKING REASON CAUSING RICHIE TO FALL OVER AND SPILL ALL OF THE HARD EXPO ORDER WORK SYDNEY WAS WORKING ON

LIKE I WOULD HAVE BEEN GONE BYE RESTAURANT WITH NO FUCKING SIGN ON THE FRONT LIKE WHO DO YALL THINK YALL AREEE

ALSO I FIND IT DISRESPECTFUL AS HELL

DISRESPECTFUL THAT THIS NIGGA IS ASKING HER “WHAT DO I DO WITH CLAIRE???” LIKE LMAO WHY NOBODY GIVE A FUCK

I THINK IM MOVING TO THE SIDE OF THE ARGUMENT THAT SYDNEY DESERVES BETTER THAN THIS MAN

AND I WIULDVE THOUGHT HE WOULDVE BEEN AT LEAST A LITTLE, MAYBE A LITTLE MORE GENTLRR WITH HER DURING COOKING TOME OR WHAGEVER TF BUT HE STILL JUST AS GORDON RAMSAY-ISH WITH HER LIKE WITH ANYONE

WTF DID WE DO STORER

LIKE WHY R U BEING A BITCH ABOUT SYDCARMY SHIPPERS LIKE U JUST PUT A BIG ASS HOLE IN THEIR WHOLE RELATIONSHIP

LIKE OKAY THEY DONT HAVE TO GET TOGEHRHER WHATEVER IF THEY DONT ILL STILL BE PISSED BUT WHATEVER

BUT I FEEL LIKE

UGH IDK

I CAME TO SEE A LIL ROMANCE THE NITTY GRITTY. LIKE EW HOW THE HELL ARE YALL GOING TO BE SHOWING CLAIRE AND CARMY KISSING IN THE DARK LIKE I DONT CARE WHAT TYPE OF WORK SHE DOES I DONT GAF AB WHAT SHE DO FOR WORK LIKE I APPRECIATE HER BEING A NICE PERSON TO THESE KIDS AND STUFF BUT CMON

CARMY AINT CALL HER NOT ONCE THIS WHOLE TIME IVE BEEN WATCHING

RICHIE IS THE ONLY ONE IM FR INTERESTED IN MARCUS TOO BECAUSE HE TRYNA DO SOME EXPERIMENTAL SHIT OUTSIDE OF THIS STRSSSFUL ASS ENVIRONMENT

AND SINCE WHEN DID THEY STILL OPERATE THE BEEF?!? I THOUGHT THEY CLOSED THAT SINCE WHRN IS A BRANCH OF THAT STILL OPERATING AND WHY IS ONLY EBRA IN CHARGE?!?

I THOUGHT THEY BUILT OVER THE RESTAURANT AND TURNED IT INTO WHATEVER THE FUCK IT IS NOW I MIGHTA MISSED A PLOT POINT BUT I DONT REMEMBER THAT EVEN BEING SAID

ALSO WHI IS THAT MAN WHO WALTZED INTO THE BEAR REASTUARSNT AND WAS TALKING W CARMY AS HE WAS CUTTING SOME SHIT AND WHO ALSO WAS AT THE WINDOW OF THE BEEF LIKE WHO ARE YOU HO LIKE R U A FAK OR WHAT BITCH

CARMY IS JUST TOO SAME OLD SAME OLD FOR ME LIKE CAN WE PLEASE CHANGE FOR ONCE IN OUR LIVES

LIKE I UNDERSTAND RICHIE ON THE FIRST EP LIKE WHAT THE FUCK DO U MEAN UR SORRY WHEN U LITERALLY CALLED ME A LEECH FOR WANTING TO BE INCLUDED IN THIS FAMILY BECAUSE HE DOESNT HAVE ONE TO RLLY CALL HIS OWN?!?!? LIKE CARMY CAN YOU CHILL OUT THIS MAN ACTUALLY LOVES YOU NO PAWSE

from what I’ve watched already its okay NOT TO SAY THE ACTORS ARE BECAUSE THE ACTORS DID AN INCREDIBLE PERFOMANCE AS USUAL LIKE THEIR SKILLS ARE STILL GREAT BUT I DONT LIKE WHAT THEY HAVE YALL DOIN WITH THAT AND ITS PISSING ME AWFF DONT PMOOOOO

ALSO IS IT JUST ME OR DO I FEEL LIKE THE BLACK CHARACTERS ARENT GETTING SHIT THIS SEASON

LIKE MARCUS AND TINA..OKAY OKAY THEY GOT THEY LIL EPISODES

BUT WHAT AB NOW IN THE PRESENT

I THINK WHO IM MAINLY TALKING AB IS SYD, EBRA, AND GARY I DAMN NEAR FORGOT HIS NAME BECAUSE WE NEVER EVER EVERRRR SEE HIM. EVER.

LIKE I ACTUALLY LIKE HIS CHARACTER I WANT TO SEE MORE OF HIM HE SEEMS COOL

okay main points:

* syd deserves better

* syd needs to stop being a lil mean to her dad idk I might be soft but like (it HAD to be said cs why r u being so rude to him for having genuine concerns about this murky ass apartment u finna dig into yo pockets to pay for?? ALSO this sussy ass partnership w this man liiiiiioke…)

* they seemed to care more ab carmys failing and anticlimactic relationship with claire than marcus’s late mother (ALSO I couldn’t help but notice SYDNEY was the only one, THE ONLY ONE who came to support this man as they were cleaning his mom’s hospice equipment out of his house…LIKE YALL HAVE NOTHING TO DO COME HELP??? like okay they came to his funeral which I appreciate y’know but still that part irks me)

* ts feels like filler at its finest somebody already said that but I felt like it had to be restated, like if CLAIRE YO

* IF CLAIRE IS THE MAIN DAMN PLOT POINT FOR THIS NIGGA CARMY RN AND IS THE ONE DRIVING HIM TO DO ALL THIS CRAZY NONNEGOTIABLE SHIT TO GET HIS MIND OFF OF IT IM DONE

* okay I’m done thank y’all for listening

* also I’m writing this on my notes app so I just copied it over

*ok bye y’all ty for listening !!! :3

UPDATE: I just read a few posts on here giving different perspectives and now I feel like I might’ve missed some stuff 😭

like maybe this is just setting it up to LOOK LIKE syd and carmy aren’t ever happening just to make season 4 and have them

idk how to even end that sentence

[punkeropercyjackson]

Tryna articulate how Jason in canon feels extremely afrolatino to the point he's considered canonically so by black/latino DC fans but nonblack/gringo DC fans' racism causes them to ruin it for us with stereotyping that's so popular it's depressingly more known than literally anything about him and then there's also the hateful anti following it has that's also just racism but with the add-on of concern trolling

This deep dive includes dark topics as it's a breakdown by me as a homecountry raised afrolatina using actual black history.Trigger warnings:Antiblackness,anti latino racism,racialized misogyny,classism,ableism,slavery,csa,incest and sexual harrasment towards a minor of color(Damian).The non-Jason characters have been tagged because they're a major part of this and it includes defending them against Batfanon so i thought the fans will like to read it if they're comfortable reading the content,if not,please skip for your own self-care

So Jason acts a lot like an example of positive black masculinity-He's a huge mama's boy to THREE mom's(Catherine,Nocturna and Talia)and dates woc exclusively(Rose,Artemis and Dana)and respects women tons in general regardless of specific dynamic,has extremely high standards for other men and mouths off to them freely unlike what he's like with female characters including his own dad(this is also a black male thing actually!It's a running joke in black culture that boys will adore their mothers but be little shits to their fathers),has been a huge nerd his whole life both as in 'nerdy interests' and 'super smart' and is unbeliavably tough as a trauma coping and defense mechanism but has no shame in being openly emotional and kind.These aren't exclusively black people things obviously but what ties together for us are the elements of his story

He was born poor and ended up a street kid after Catherine died and Willis was sent to jail.Being poor isn't racist in black/latino characters if it's not used to demonize them and Los Todds did start off potrayed positively before classist propaganda got it's filthy hands on them and black/latino people ARE often poor in real because of colonization and the following systematic oppression.So afrolatino Jason with a respectfully potrayed poor background would be representation and work as good commentary on black trauma!This also applies to The Joker killing him when he was only 15 and him getting victim blaming and lies spread about him post-death to make him look like a bad kid who brought it upon himself when he was an extremely sweet and gentle boy that always had good intentions and makes Red Hood all the more interesting as a black character challenging the justice system and being morally gray but potrayed sympathically and a tragic figure and even getting a redemption arc eventually

There's also the accidental subtext of him beefing with his brothers severely except Duke,who he instantly liked and they're the closest Batboy relathionship the other has and the closest thing to eachother's Robin with Jason validating Duke as a real Robin,Batkid and Batboy multiple times which is exactly what Duke is insecure over in regards to his place in the Batfam and on a way funnier instinence of this,there's the unintentional from og Rhato deblackifying Kory and having her throw herself at Jason with him constantly rejecting her yet Rose doing the same thing and him legit willingly dating her in multiple runs so it brings the implication that Jason wasn't attracted to Kory because they turned her into a white woman.For more defying of stereotypes,he's not into drinking or smoking or casual relathionships and only wants to be with someone for real love and he pushed a guy off a roof as Robin for being a sex ring runner and as Red Hood targeted a pedophillic elementary school teacher to kill him for abusing a student so he takes direct action against sexual abuers instead of being one.Fun coincidences that his birthday is on dominican restoration day,african-american parents commonly give their kids greek names and his Lego movie is called 'Family Matters' which is also the title of a legendary sitcom that's from 80s like he is!

And this is exactly where nonblack/gringo DC fans fail us.His positive masculinity is switched for making him a stereotypical guy and that even includes erasing him being canonically (goth) punk,NONE of them care about Duke and dismiss black DC fans' critisisms because 'it's not that deep' as if they're not fetishizing blackness and latinohood while ALSO erasing it because oh no THAT black character dosen't appeal to my fantasies so ion know about that one,his type is replaced with white cis gringas and men who he can't stand-often for good reasons but nah,that's gay denial guys!!!,his parenthood is made to revolve around JUST Bruce and in addition to the misogyny it's classist to Willis too,has his intellegence and cultured interests and behaviors erased to make him 'the dumb angry one',isn't allowed to authentically keep his kindness in favor of sanitazion and this includes not actually writing as mentally ill but a supersized pissbaby who thinks having symptoms is a female trait(much like this headass fandom),he gets called classist slurs like 'street rat' and reduced down to other stereotypes of poor people for gags,he's reduced down to DITF when he's so much happier as more than just 'The Dead Robin' and his depth from his Robin days is taken from him for the sake of calling a lil romani boy a fucking mini monster,he's not allowed to just NOT smoke and NOT drink because he dosen't fucking WANT to because he has ptsd and it's triggering AND THE WORST PART

I see smut of him EVERYWHERE,non-fucking-stop,he's known as the horndog of the Batkids for baseless and even direct opposite from canon assumptions that're rooted in gender essentialism and ableism(i.e 'That's what REAL men are like😏' and the propaganda that trauma always turn you into a freak in the sheets who can only think about sex)and the way he's thee target of batcest and 'd*ddy issues' shipping when he's said outright he's grossed out at the thought of kissing his brothers-he said he has FOUR brothers too,you 'Batboy means white-I MEAN BLUE EYED' ahh snowroaches-and hates the guts of almost every older man he knows because he pulls people his own age and has a life outside of sex and dating.Plus that as an afrolatino man he'd DEsexualize himself as to not be literally assaulted by white people as they see black people as inherently sexual monsters and how black child slaves were widely csa'd and forced into incest by their owners and like all the fuckass white 'homoeroticism' on here y'all obsses over with him that has never been in Jason's lore is just historical abuse and even murder tactics used against black folks and latinos and afrolatinos by extension.And it's always posted and stanned by cis white women who never learned to explore media outside of men and white dudes that think themselves free of prejudice just because they're trans and autistic

It's performative,violent and just straight up makes them not that good of people seeing as they treat irl black people and latino poc like this too but don't think that gives anybody the right to hate afrolatino Jason.Y'all always nasty asf too-The fury and offense at black people being happy and black characters in your precious lil fancontent is embarrasing as hell and almost all of you don't extempt yourself from gross ships or innapropriate treatment of child characters(See the running gag of Jason telling Damian 'he fucked his mom' when in reality it was anti-arab propaganda,csa AND incest so it's no better than batcest and i even saw Roy say it to Damian over Dick once and i hardly think saying sexual shit to a minor about their family member isn't child abuse in any context,no matter how 'bratty' they're being and you're telling on yourselves with thinking that's 'the right punishment').Afrolatino Jason is black and latino DC fans' as it's creators and biggest content makers so you're both bad and irrelevant.You both ain't shit compared to my nonblack/gringo friends who base their afrolatino Jason off my content because they actually care about us.Be.Quiet.

[magicxc]

Hills and Valleys

Synopsis: Legend has it that Halloween is strictly for the scares. With ghouls and goblins, vampires and werewolves, witches and broomsticks, who could disagree?

However, all this friend group wanted was a little trick or treat. Sprinkle in a few party favors, loud music, and a cabin in the woods, the myth was bound to come true. 

Lurking around the corner is danger like never before, eager to bring this night to a bloody finish. 

So join these friends as they fight to make it through a Halloween they’ll never forget, proving that "the scare" is more than just a fantasy.

Word Count: 1573

Warnings: drowning

Chapter 2 - Julianna’s POV

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“Let’s fucking gooooooo,” I yell into the crowd. 

I don’t know what it is about LMFAO that gets me pumped, but they’re definitely a vibe. That group was inescapable in 2012 and then they just fell off the face of the earth, damn. 

But before I can contemplate it any further, a drink is being pushed into my hands by none other than the fender bender himself. Man, I haven’t seen that asshole on tv since adult swim was poppin. 

“Is this that Jekyll and Gin?” I shout over the music. 

“Nah, this that beetlejuice,” they answered. 

Eyeing the cup for potential bugs, I shrug my shoulders and take it to the head cause lets be real, the craziest names yield the best taste. 

Next thing I know is that I’m ass up face down in the middle of the dancefloor bussing the meanest of whines for Freddy Kruger. And if I hear another Megan Thee Stallion song, Imma show him why she really calls us hotties. 

But unfortunately for him, inebriated me has the tendency to fake an accent or two, though I usually don’t know which one will get the chance to shine until the drunk meter hits full. 

“Sacre bleu nigga, Im tryna throw this ass back on youuu. So open your arms wide, bend those knees, and catch it ohh ouiiii.”

“Girl you play too fucking much,” he retorted. 

So apparently the accent of the day is French.

We dance on each other for a few more songs, my ass firmly placed in his hands while his pelvis roughly grinds into me; our bodies cradled together as we move to the rhythm of the beat. Slick comments like “get a room” or “use a condom” get thrown at us and it’s then that I leave for a breather before I fuck him there and then.  

Unwrapping myself from his arms, I get ready to go, promising that I’ll be back while he smacks my ass in return. Deciding on a cup of water before I step outside for some fresh air, I make a beeline for the kitchen damn near knocking over Lynn in the process. 

“Woahhh where’s the fire,” she jokes. 

“In my vagina,” I yell. “Freddy Krugers big dick gave my ass two muthafucking heartbeats bitch.”

“You whore, you smashed on the first night?” 

“No, but I’m about to,” I smirked. 

“Shittt join the team, I smashed the first night and became a girlfriend.”

“Girl when haven't you?”

Shrugging her shoulders, she downs the last of her drink as her beefy military guy comes up and snakes his arms around her waist; an acknowledging nod thrown my way. 

“Jason, right?”

“All day.”

“I’d love to stay and talk, but I’m legit burning from the inside out,” I said, fanning myself. 

“I think Lorenzo left the backdoor open,” Jason pointed out. “I’ve seen people in and out that thing all night.”

“Mhmm, yeah take a breather and air that cat out before you buss it wide open.”

“Fuck you!” I laughed, middle finger high in the air. “Honestly I’m surprised I’ve made it this long at his party as is.”

“At the rate you’re going, we’ll probably have to haul you out of here,” Jason chirped. 

“Y’all aren't still ‘beefing’ are you?”

“You know how he goes Lynn, if Lenny does nothing else he’ll hold a grudge.”

“Just give it some time.” 

About two months ago Lenny threw a surprise party for himself, however the fuck that works, and invited the usual crew and then some. He rented out a party hall because quite frankly we were tired of helping him clean up after his usual weekend shenanigans; and it was his birthday so ideally he wanted to get fucked up without being responsible for any mess he made. 

As the night goes on we’re all chopping it up and getting lit and I spy this gorgeous girl, I’m talking ten out of ten baddie. Now I’m far from shy, especially when it comes to something that I want, so I slid over to her, hit her with some of my best lines and made that shit official like a referee with a whistle. We end up clicking instantly. She’s downing drinks back to back with me, fucking up the dance floor with me, and even tried her hands at skiing the slopes for the first time. 

All in all things are going better than expected, hell I'm starting to think it's my birthday. At some point, we start taking body shots and somehow her trying to wedge the lime from my teeth ends with us liplocking, that slice of citrus long forgotten as it hits the floor. Our makeout session ends abruptly, both of us yanked apart with a fuming Lenny in front of us. 

Apparently she was a coworker of his who he’d been eyeing for a minute and I swooped in and ruined the possibility of something more. But the thing is, he had no chances with this woman in the first place and had he paid close enough attention through those bullshit conversations that he forced on her in the break room, he would’ve realised that sis was gay. 

Truth be told, I bruised his ego more than anything. And the fact that he pulled such a stunt like that, in his drunken state, in front of friends, family and coworkers has him a little more embarrassed than he lets on. 

I think Lenny is the bees knees and I would’ve never approached his crush had I known, but it still stings that he’s essentially beating a dead horse. I feel like he tolerates me these days because of the crew and quite frankly I’m over the silly nonsense. He’s my absolute fave of the bunch, our personalities being so similar and all. But after tonight he’ll hear everything I have to say whether he likes it or not. 

“Anyway I’m off to, as you so eloquently put it, air this cat out,” I joke. “Later sugar.”

“Dammit, is nothing sacred?” She screams. 

Chuckling, I make it to the back door, walking over to one of the nearby trees to light a joint. Bringing it to my lips, I inhale the smoky goodness, eyelids heavy from fun. Swallowing it down, I rest my head against the branch as the crunching of leaves takes me out of my daze. 

Spinning around, a small smile dangles at the corner of my lips as I eye the familiar face. Exhaling, I hand over the joint, a question that doesn’t need to be asked. Hands swiping over mine, the blunt slides from my fingers and between their lips in response; a newfound sense of serenity as we enjoy the low thumping of the music. 

Halloween aside, autumn is my absolute favorite season for the beautiful, warm colors that it produces - from the red tinted leaves, to the orange pumpkins, and the golden sunsets. The air is crispier and the breeze blows a little cooler and the wind tastes a little fresher. I don’t know but it’s something about the way the earth turns on its axis around this time of year that brings a newfound joy to me. 

Eyes closed in blissful solace, I listen in as another crunching of the leaves ensues, only this time I’m the reason for the noise. A fist to my jaw has my face slamming against the tree trunk, body tumbling to the ground as I try my best to recover from the force of it all. 

Hands desperately grabbing at the earth, dirt and debris get painfully wedged underneath my fingernails, watching the droplets of blood seep into the soil. 

Trying my best to scramble up off the ground in my drunken state, a kick to my temple makes all my efforts futile, vision blurring as I lose my fight with consciousness. 

|~~

My body feels cold and heavy, lungs intensely burning while my head feels an insane amount of pressure. Eyes shooting open, I see what looks to be the moon, a full one at that. Can you imagine, a full moon on Halloween? I see the universe has a sense of humor. 

I feel my body sink further into the cold, wet depths, limbs thrashing against whatever has me restrained and it occurs to me that I may not be able to talk my way out of this one. The more I struggle, the more water pours into my lungs, filling my chest with a fiery ache; salty tears submerged as my nose splatters furious bubbles at my body's pitiful attempt to cough up the water and relieve my chest. 

They say it takes about 40 seconds to drown and though I’ve only been down here for about half that, it feels like twice that time. I’ve always wanted to go in my sleep, peacefully and without a clue. But as I stare up at the hazy moon, surrounded by a deep blue sky, stars sprinkled in between, I figure this isn’t the worst thing to see last. Relaxing into the water, I give up my struggle and take a big gulp, ready to accept my fate. Vision darkening, I look up for a final peek at the starry night in all its blurred glory, or as I’d like to call this one “the party night” and take comfort in the fact that I got to live it up one last time.

[r0yalgrimmartz]

The little shit bags- I mean darling cherubs💕

I never intended on making designs of Chazz and Kore's little crotch goblins. But uh here we are.

((Bonus: Ekou with snazzy sunglasses))

Tbh I'm impressed how I have the energy to sketch all three designs, so either it's a sign I'm gonna burn out soon or what 💀

Anyways the kids.

Kenji: Fucking whore. Jk. Kinda. Big momma's boy, kinda had beef with Chazz for a little while when Kore and Chazz were separated for two years during his childhood years, but he speaks to Chazz more often now and has a better relationship with him. Literally is the embodiment of a gifted and intelligent student now is a severely burnt out and tired moody bitch. Has more fucking break ups because he literally doesn't fucking understand relationships well and has a lot of inner problems with himself. Eventually gets better, working on himself. Massive bipolar disorder. Is an asshole because...literally he is one, not because of his bipolar. Very confrontational and argumentative when he is being accused for shit he has never done. Can't see Duel spirits, but can hear them?? Assumed he was just hearing things. Also a big lover of dueling. Very competitive but can be hella petty if he loses. Hates the smell of hospitals and medial equipment, it makes him physically ill and very anxious (lore related lmao).

Himari: Resting bitch face 24/7, is genuinely very sweet and shy. Is she glaring at you from across the room in a terrifying manner?? Oh don't worry she's squinting her eyes trying to read the board behind you. Very passive, rarely loses her temper. Has the fucking literal patience of a Saint. Unless you catch her on a bad day and you set her off, don't be surprised if you find yourself smacked through the wall. Works out a lot, mainly to distract herself or pass time originally. Plus used to have trouble with carrying heavy shit due to her previous weak and frail physique, so wanted to be able to carry shit better (cough also to impress this crush she has on a girl cough). Loves to dress feminine and girly, tries to style her outfits a lot. Literal daddy's girl, yet gets embarrassed and shy when Chazz is kicking off with some kids or parents who might be mean or accusing Himari, and she has to physically remove him before she dies of embarrassment. Literally loves her dad but at times think he might go overboard, hence why she talks to her mom about certain issues and probably dating advice (don't even fucking say anything you seen that episode with Chazz tryna Duel Alexis to be his girlfriend, you should know why). Let's her emotions out when it comes to dueling, especially with how frustrated she gets or angry. Literally considered her Duel monsters her friends during her childhood due to lack of friends, only to look back and cringe. Doesn't realise her Duel spirits watch over her a lot and try to protect her.

Ekou: Accidental child. Literally was not fucking planned, he came as a fucking surprise. Yet was the most chill and easiest of the three to raise. Kinda. Despite how he was always found in odd places he shouldn't have been in. Definition of...that one weird kid in class you don't talk to but he is surprisingly chill af. Comes out with the most horrific and outlandish shit at times that everyone fucking turns and side eyes massively. Also, comes out with useless trivia about probably classic horror movie or slasher movies, adds nothing to the conversation. He just enjoys the cheesy block buster campy slashers and horror movies, no matter how dumb or ridiculous they are, he gets a laugh out of it. Also, attracts a lot of the evil and bad shit a lot. Like Jaden 2.0, yet no fucking idea why. Ekou tends to find himself in what seems to be friendly little duels only for it to be duels where he nearly dies (specifically these happen during his mid to late teens). At this point he's not phased anymore he's more so expecting it and is like "so what is it today, three monkeys trying to disguise as a man while standing on one another or some giant bulking cloaked mysterious man who threatens my friends and loved ones?" He just at this point tries walking away to avoid it yet his ass gets dragged in. Surprisingly fucking smart, he just can't be bothered to do the homework he gets given. Definitely collects magical girl figures. Mainly cause he finds them cute and adorable. Also owns a pet fucking fat tailed gecko he absolutely cherishes and adores. Takes care of it a lot, legit carries it everywhere with him, she just chills on his shoulder, in his jacket or on his head. However, like his dad, he can actually see Duel spirits. It kinda just happened one day when he was like five and he got startled when his duel monster was chilling next to him in bed. Actually treats his duel monsters well, talks to them a lot which...alarms people assuming he is just talking to himself. Also wears snazzy fucking sunglasses cause why not.

Will I ever post more about them? Probably not- I'll probably focus on the current cast etc. Unless I do post more about them then shoot me dead pls.

[puppysdog]

im gonna be honest ive been listening to this all day

lyrics under the cut

Intro: Khantrast & DizzyEight, Both]

Yeah, yeah, damn

We did it again

We did it again

We did it again (We did it-, nah)

We did it again

We did it again

Me and my twin, we did it again

[Verse 1: Geto (Khantrast)]

Look, a bro want beef with a pro by all means, we can spark heat with a dome

Been told y'all stench like apes, turn this zoo to a homicide scene with the folks

No peace, we do the most, y'all fiends get beat by the priest get disposed

Watch your mouth, curse at me, Imma leave you knocked out while you sleep with the ghosts

Geto, devil

They dead, when it's curse, I let room

Blood red, got an army on get go

Neck fold back, now they looking like a pretzel

One hit make 'em think God switch up the show

Like I'm writing down names in the Death Note

Top two, but I feel number one

If they ask by the rest, I point down death row, uh

Who could compete with me? All opposition, I finish 'em easily, gang full of deities

Soon as they summoned, y'all best get to running, or you might end up on an EMT

You could catch me with the demons, be watch how this sorcerer outplay the game like it's DND

Y'all think I'm playing? I'm box with the best, only one living soul on this planet that equal me, woo

Who wanna clash? Ready to box, now get sneak attacked, stupid

You could get smacked, pop out the shadows, I'm smoking your pack, stupid

He want the hands, now he getting jumped, my gang on his ass, stupid

You pull up on me, I bust out the Dragon and leave him outclassed, stupid

He want the back and forth

My armada leave his ass in fourths

Kamikaze what you have in store

If you want it with me, we could scrap some more

Pack up and dash fast forward

Know he gon' get harassed and deformed

If we combat it, we bring havoc storms

Had rapping with the bro pass the torch

[Verse 2: Gojo (DizzyEight)]

Hold up, he really thought I was dead? (Stupid)

You should've went for the head

Finger snap, and it rip him to shreds

Night night, then we put him to bed, baow

Wait, I'm not the one, dummy

He really thought that he won

The battle was over before it begun

Put him down, then I father his son

Yeah, tryna beat Gojo, you gon' need more than a gun

You'll get clapped like Todo, fold bro, when I pull up, you should know that he done

Leaving 'em stunned, this what you want, shoulda told him that I do this for fun

Your block gets spun, why would I run? You see Toji, I see a hole in one

We both killers, only difference between us is that I can finish the job

And when a lame tried to have me slain by letting it bang, I walked out alive

Thought I was limited, limitless, they could be ten of him, that's just more bodies to drop

Thought he was menacing? Ignorant - I am the synonym, play with the gang, and you gaining a plot

Took an L once, now it's never again

Now I'm up, and I'll never descend

Slide up on him when he least expect it

Then it's hollow purple and his spirit ascend

I'm him, you can't win

Took a chance, now he out on a limb

What I mean is he out of a limb

Blinded by hate, now his light getting dimmed

This was a pointless fight

Orphaned your kid just to die over spite

I'm guessing he hated his life

So I packed him and sent straight to his wife

I was wronged, so I'm making it right

Came for my head, and they came with the price

You put my twin in your sights

Now when I see you, it's fatal on sight

[artificialgrinder]

THE DARK SEEPING IN (BRATZ FASHION PIXIEZ REIMAGINING) CH. 5

After one biology class, Cloe and Yasmin start to notice how off Cymbeline has been. And Breeana has another vision.

AN:  Ah yes, as we can see, it's starting to get into the part of the story we see in the movie

"Alright, class. These are just a few of the elements that make our world so enchanting."

Mr Del Rio's voice was enough to put Cymbeline to sleep. The science teacher wasn't paid enough to be here, clearly. He hated this job. He was probably thinking about something else – a sandwich, the NFL, how his wife wouldn't give in to his back massage the night before.

But Cymbeline didn't want to be here either. 

She'd seen things now, learned so much over the last few weeks, things that made her realise that all this educational bullshit...it didn't matter. There was a great big world out there, ready to be explored.

But here she was – listening to this old crow ramble on in his borderline suicidal tone.

"...which brings us to something truly fascinating," Mr Del Rio whipped the elements poster stuck to the board. "Zinc; atomic number 30 on the periodic table of elements. Zinc has six times…."

Cymbeline's forehead could have made painful contact with the table if it weren't for Mr Del Rio slapping the poster again. Why did he have to be so violent?

Glimpsing over her shoulder to see if Yasmin was still reading that stupid fairytale book, Cloe noticed the sleeping Devlin sister. For fuck's sake.

"That bird tryna beef with me," Dylan, also sitting at the table, chuckled, stealing Cloe's attention away from Cymbeline.

"What?" Cloe asked.

"The bird," Dylan nodded towards the window where a crow was staring right into his soul.

"Dylan, it's a fucking bird. Pay attention," Cloe whispered, leaning forward in her seat.

Dylan sulked, his eyes turning to Mr Del Rio.

"Alright, class. Start your experiments." Mr Del Rio then retired behind his desk, probably going to look for a bottle of liquor in his drawers.

"Cymbeline," Cloe barked.

The redhead finally jolted, her eyes bloodshot from how close she came to slumbering off.

"Turn your brain on. It's time for the experiment." Cloe said as if Cymbeline didn't know that was the point of this lesson.

"Right, yeah," Cymbeline straightened up in her seat.

"Dylan, stop looking at the crow," Cloe scolded the boy.

Indeed, he was looking at the animal again, flipping it off.

"Yasmin," Cloe squinted, "why are you reading fairytale books? How old are we?"

Yasmin flushed, hiding her book behind the chemistry textbook, "They're not exactly fairytales. They're darker…slightly more accurate and believable."

"But they're still fairytales." Cloe teased. "What's this one about? Mermaids?" She tried to peek at the pages.

"Shut up," Yasmin shimmied away, "You wouldn't get it."

"Yasmin?"

Hearing Mr Del Rio's voice, Cloe stopped teasing and put her head in her book.

Yasmin's stomach twisted, trying to hide the book as the teacher crept up behind her.

"That doesn't look like a chemistry book to me." Mr Del Rio put all his energy and dedication into this statement.

Yasmin was about to get her ass handed to her.

But as knocking sounded from the other side of the classroom door, the girl knew some higher power was looking out for her.

The door opened, and in walked Principal Byrne with a young girl following behind.

"Good afternoon, Mr Del Rio," Byrne nodded before looking to the students, "afternoon, class."

A few murmured their hellos, Dylan saying quietly, "Sup, bitch."

Cloe nudged him into silence.

"I just came to introduce you to our new transfer student," this Principal beckoned the new girl forward. "This is Lina. Lina…uhhh…”

"Crawford," the girl answered for him.

Cloe eyed the girl from her seat, taking in those bright green eyes against heavy makeup. Her hair was sleek and black, reaching to her navel, with only a few red streaks running through. She was pulling the whole look off – all that dark eye makeup and mahogany red lipstick standing out against her alabaster skin. Then there was the outfit. Cloe had seen her fair share of fashionable bitches in this school who came so close to violating the dress code. But this girl? She was definitely breaking some rules. Yes, she had her black denim jeans, which was fine. But the rips in the knees? The fishnets underneath? The cropped t-shirt with studded shoulder pads? How was this allowed?

"She's one of those wiccan bitches from TikTok. I know it." Cloe's eyes travelled Lina up and down.

"Bitch, don't make assumptions." Now that she was distracted, Yasmin quickly hid her book.

"I didn't say it was a bad thing," Cloe then raised a brow, "besides, I think you and her would get along pretty well, you and your fairytales."

"Shut up, Cloe. And Dyl'? Close your mouth; you're drooling," Yasmin flicked the boy on the ear.

Having been staring at Lina shamelessly, Dylan hoped she'd answer his telepathic calls to look back at him. But luck wasn't on his side this day. "I don't know, girl. There's something about alternative-looking chicks, you know?"

“Simp,” Yasmin jested.

"I don't know. Maybe she's not into Forever 21 rejects like you," Cloe teased.

As for Cymbeline, who had remained silent since Lina's arrival, she also stared shamelessly, a hot flush of pink staining her cheeks.

She bit her lip, and that's when Lina finally turned her attention away from Mr Del Rio and the Principal…turning her fullest attention right back at Cymbeline. A smile grew on the goth girl's lips.

And Cymbeline reciprocated, maintaining eye contact.

"Ooh, something LGBT is happening," Yasmin whispered, squeezing Cymbeline's shoulders.

Finally, Cymbeline looked away, pretending to be interested in the experiment. Yet, the red blush remained.

"Nah, Cymbeline. You gotta let me talk to her first, a'ight?" Dylan leaned across the table, speaking quietly.

"Ugh, she's not a prize to be won, Dylan," Cymbeline rolled her eyes, briefly glimpsing in Lina's direction as she was led to the desk beside them.

"Well, no offence, Cymb', but sometimes with you, that's what it feels like. A competition," Dylan countered.

"Don't be a sore loser, sweetie." Cymbeline jested.

"Okay, shut up already. Everybody do their equations?" Cloe asked.

"Yep," Dylan said.

"Right here," Yasmin showed her book, proving the fairytale book was long gone.

"Sorry. Kind of forgot," Cymbeline feigned shame.

"Cymbeline," Cloe started. Everyone at the table collectively sighed. This was about to become one of the blonde's legendary tantrums. "Are you crazy? I've gotta get an A on this class!"

"Cloe, relax. It's just one assignment. God," Cymbeline leaned back in her chair, playing with her red locks as she thought of something more interesting. "You need to smoke something."

Cloe was seething, her anxiety not helping the matter. But before losing her shit, she breathed out deeply, her shoulders relaxing. She wouldn't cause a scene…Not yet, at least.

Dylan stole quick glances at Lina, the new girl only noticing the third time.

"So…" Dylan said quietly, deciding he wouldn't let Cymbeline get to Lina before he could, "Do you…listen to Korn…or something like that?"

Lina held his gaze for only two seconds before quickly averting her eyes. Her face was unreadable, yet simultaneously screamed, "Never speak to me again."

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As soon as the bell rang, Breeana practically ran to her locker. She rarely used it, only to store some cheap perfume and tampons for when Mother Nature decided to show up. But only during English class, whilst mindlessly staring at her charm bracelet, did she realise her locker was the only place she had yet to search for the missing charm.

Swinging it open, she found more in there than she remembered – a few textbooks from the year before, forgotten candy that was probably past its expiry date and a few different coloured pens. 

But as she rummaged around, there was no charm to be found.

"Fuck," she sighed, setting her tote bag on the ground. The library probably appreciated these old books more than her locker.

As she pulled each one out, she stacked them in her arms until one slipped from her grasp, falling to the ground.

Breeana quickly bent down to retrieve the fallen text, only noticing the black boots on the other side of her locker door and the maroon-taloned hand also reaching for the book. She blushed, quickly standing again as the other person picked the book up.

She began to close the door to get a look at the helpful student, "Ugh, thank you. I appre - -"

And Breeana froze. 

The green-eyed girl…the one from Nevra's party…

The one she saw with Cymbeline.

Here she was, still looking down at Breeana like she had at the party – emotionless, yet just the slightest hint of hostility.

The mystery girl held the book out to which Breeana took it. But the youngest Devlin couldn't tear her gaze away from this girl's.

When the book was handed over, the corner of the stranger's mouth curved up into a smirk. She winked. And walked away.

Breeana let her eyes follow the girl as she walked down the hall, unlike the other students around her, in no hurry to get to her next class. The raven-haired girl stopped at the water machine, scooping up her hair in a fist as she dipped her head down to sip the cold water.

"What in the world?" Breeana squinted her eyes. What was with this passive aggression? Had she done something to this girl in the past, something that conjured up an ongoing grudge? Then again, this was the first time she had ever seen the raven-haired teen in school. 

Coming to no conclusion as to what was going on with the girl, Breeana gave up. She closed her locker, turning to make it on time for her next class.

But in her hurry, she ran face-first into someone's chest.

"Damn it! I'm so sorry!" Breeana flinched away, having dropped her books again. Ducking down, she gathered them up. Some part of her brain told her she'd look up and see the gothy girl standing before her again, making her giggle.

The person also bent down, helping retrieve the books. "No worries, shawty."

Hearing the voice, Breeana's head whipped up.

Dylan was standing now; therefore, so did she.

"How's it going, Bree'?" Dylan handed the books back. "You ain't texting me. You still got my number?"

Fuck . "Ugh, y-yeah. I've just been, you know, busy, and…stuff," Breeana tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Nah, I feel, girl. School is for the suffering, right?"

"Exactly," Breeana giggled, feeling her cheeks flare up. This was when she should've said her thank you's and moved on. But her feet remained planted. "So…Dylan, I was just wondering if…" she looked away from his eyes for a moment, missing as he caught sight of something down the hallway, "Um…if you're going to - -"

"Hang on a minute," Dylan held his hand up, silencing the girl, "I'll be back in a sec. Wait up on me, okay?"

"Yeah, sure," Breeana replied dejectedly, not that Dylan heard. He was already walking away from her, all the way down to the water machine, heading straight for the new girl.

Her stomach turned, watching her crush talk to the black-haired beauty, only to be shooed away.

And Dylan didn't come back to her. 

Of course…he was into someone that wasn't Breeana.

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"Look at that. Pathetic," Cymbeline laughed, walking down the corridor with Yasmin and Cloe. The sight of Dylan being waved off by Lina provided just the right amount of serotonin she needed.

"Okay, but can we talk about that experiment?" Cloe's brows were furrowed, "We're lucky we made it through to the end."

"Exactly. Nothing to worry about, bitch," Cymbeline stopped at her locker, the scent of Versace perfume wafting out when she opened the door.

"I meant, we're lucky the rest of us knew what to do!"

Yasmin touched Cloe's shoulder, "Girl, chill out."

"You done, Cloe?" Cymbeline fired back, quickly swapping her books over and closing her locker. "Later, bitches."

Before she could get too far, however, Yasmin caught up. "Cymbeline, wait. Look, I know chemistry isn't your favourite subject. And, you know what? Me too. I fucking hate it. I mean, fuck, I bring books to read just to keep it interesting. But I stay with it. And if you don't, you're gonna fail."

Cloe could have fallen to the ground and wept. Thank God for Yasmin.

"Look. I got it from her," Cymbeline's eyes flickered to Cloe and back again, "And now I'm getting it from you. I don't need to hear this lecture again. So get off my back, okay?" She smiled fakely.

Yasmin was silent for a moment. Of all the years she'd known this girl, she'd never heard her talk like this. "Okay, fuck it. What's going on?"

"What do you mean?" Cymbeline squinted her eyes. 

"Well, I guess, like… You're kind of," and Yasmin sighed, best not to beat around the bush, "Fuck it, you're different. I've noticed it for a while now, the last few weeks, actually. You're just…changed."

Cymbeline laughed through a scoff, "With all due respect, Yasmin, I am almost a legal adult. You think I give a shit about all of this?" She gestured to the school around her. "Shit, that doesn't matter? Do yourself a favour and open your eyes, bitch. Maybe then you won't still be stuck in the mind of a fifteen-year-old." Turning her gaze to Cloe, it was clear that the last part was aimed more at her.

Having said her part, Cymbeline turned again. "Sorry, gotta fly," and she struts down the corridor like a royal queen, too regal to even look at her subjects.

Yasmin and Cloe stood dumbfounded, watching their friend walk down the hallway…

All the way down to meet Lina at the water machine.

Cymbeline embraced the new girl, an embrace too intimate to be between two people who just met each other.

"Yo, does Cymbeline know her?" Dylan rejoined the girls, watching the scene in disappointment.

"I don't know. Maybe?" Cole shrugged, watching Lina wrap an arm around Cymbeline's shoulder, the black-haired girl giggling at something the redhead said. "But…how? She's new."

"I don't know," Yasmin shook her head, finally forcing her gaze away from the situation. "But I'm not wrong, though, right? Something's been going on with her."

Before Cloe could even agree, Dylan just had to speak again, "Y'all, I don't know. She probably just tryna score the chick for the Magnolia Ball."

And the three began to move on in the hallway, saying no more of the matter.

Breeana remained in her place. However, one moment glancing at Dylan, feeling her disappointment worsen, and then looking at Cymbeline and the new girl, adding to all her fears and worries.

The death glares from the new girl…the crushing feeling of being reduced to the smallest being…Cymbeline avoiding Breeana at all costs…Cymbeline being so cruel…

This can't be a coincidence.

As Breeana finally made her way through the hallways, she just couldn't bring herself to go to her next class. She wasn't the type to skip one, but her stomach was in knots at that moment.

This new bitch…She had to be responsible. The first time Breeana met her was at Nevra's party. And so did Cymbeline. But thinking back to that night, Breeana couldn't pinpoint any strange or bizarre behaviour from her big sister.

Then again, maybe that was because Cymbeline was absolutely smashed.

And the day after, yeah, she was a bit on the snappier side. But…hangovers… Yeah. She was just hungover.

But the day after…it was as if a switch had flipped.

Sighing deeply, Breeana's feet stopped beside a glass cabinet filled with pictures and newspaper articles detailing all the school's most notable events. And there in the middle was a picture of Cymbeline, sitting at a beautifully crafted booth, selling a whole bunch of books she collected from the town's only thrift shop. The small store was closing, therefore, would see so many precious items thrown in the trash. Cymbeline would talk about how she wished she could have saved everything. But books were her biggest passion, therefore rescued as many as possible, selling them in the school to raise money for charity.

She inspired many, always so humble when people praised her name. 

But was the Cymbeline in the picture the same Cymbeline Breeana saw today?

Breeana raised her hand, touching her fingertips to the glass, sweeping over her sister's face. And she whispered, "I miss you."

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When Melvino called his girls for dinner, Breeana wasn't at all surprised when Cymbeline took her plate and retreated to her room without a word. She also wasn't surprised that her father didn't stop her.

But it still hurt, seeing the man who raised his two daughters alone already so defeated.

As bad as it was at school, having to deal with Cymbeline ignoring her, it was worse at home. Because Breeana would have to see her Dad like this.

Only a few nights before, whilst grabbing a glass of water in the night, she found Melvino sitting on the couch, sobbing quietly. In his hand was a sheet of paper. At first, Breeana had no idea what was on it. But sneaking closer, she recognised it instantly.

A letter twelve-year-old Cymbeline wrote for her father.

The last line always stayed with Breeana.

My Dad is my superhero.

And Breeana rushed back to her room, a choked sob escaping as the door shut.

Now, sitting in front of him at the dinner table, she hated that she could see the red rimming his eyes.

"So, um…" Breeana tucked a pink strand of hair behind her ear before biting into a meatball, "how're things on the other side, Daddy?"

Melvino could barely lift his gaze to her, "Fine."

"Okay."

More silence…

"Well, I watched that Jeffrey Dahmer series," Breeana tried again, "you were right. It's interesting. Messed up, though."

Finally, Melvino met her gaze, a small smile playing on his lips. "Your Dad's always right."

Breeana returned the smile before playing with her spaghetti again. "And…then I found this documentary about…um, premonitions. It's quite interesting, actually. I mean, do you think we can do that too?" She lifted her head up slightly, searching for any hint of suspicion on her father's face.

"Premonitions?" Melvino sipped from his glass of ice-cold water.

"Yeah. Like, if humans have that sort of power, then maybe… we  do too." Breeana tucked her hair behind her ear, twirling her fork and gathering spaghetti.

Melvino stared at his daughter, almost as if he could read her mind. He knew there was something more than just curiosity to these questions, and yet he didn't ask questions. "Like humans, only some do. I've had my fair share of premonitions, but they stopped when I turned twelve." He turned his attention back to his meal before sparing her one more glance, "Why?"

Breeana's demeanour shifted as if she really didn't care about the subject. "Oh, just…was wondering, is all." And she went back to playing with her dinner.

She could have left it at that, choosing to be satisfied with her father's answer. But she was still so curious but also didn't want to raise his suspicions. So later that night, after finishing her nighttime skincare routine, she stared at her reflection.

She focused all her energy on nothing but herself, her head cycling over the images presented to her in her first vision. It made her head hurt and probably wouldn't amount to anything. 

But the teenager was still so intrigued by the things she could possibly see – something that would give her answers.

After staring for a whole minute, her eyes grew tired, and it was clear nothing would happen.

"Fuck this," she whispered under her breath.

Clasping her hands over the edge of the sink, she turned her gaze to her bracelet. Still one charm short. Every time she was reminded, she told herself that it was gone and there was nothing she could do about it. She should just accept it and move on. It was just a piece of metal…

And yet her stomach still churned, reminding her of a time so long ago.

Staring at it now, Breeana blinked…

And the images surfaced.

Cymbeline standing in a crowd bathed in neon pink lights. Cymbeline inhaled a white powdery substance into her nostril. Cymbeline dancing in the crowd. Cymbeline blinking with black pools for eyes. Cymbeline kissing an unidentifiable boy. Cymbeline flying. Cymbeline kissing the new girl.

"Stop!" Breeana jolted. With a single blink, she was brought back to the present.

Her chest heaved, eyes wide as the image of her sister making out with that strange girl burned in her brain.

That girl…she had to be responsible for Cymbeline's new attitude.

Breeana was sure of it now.

[ilyrhyme]

chicken girls s10 opinions! (since the final episode came out today)

this season was honestly ROUGH with many different details that made it better and worse in some ways?

season 10a (episodes 1-10):

• the beginning of season 10a was such a slow beginning! getting through the first few episodes was such a bore and i would often skip weeks of watching😭

• i love brat for trying out the parallel between the second gen (s7-9) and third gen (s10) plot lines but i hated it! I’m sorry!!! it was kind of messy and pointless to say the least

• ivy is a boring protagonist and that’s that. after having iconic characters like rhyme and harmony as our leads, ivy didn’t have the spark that they did? she got severely better in 10b (will go in depth later) but she was such a bitch all of 10a!

• kara and ivys beef was honestly funny to watch. im somewhat of a kara stan so to see their beef that was REASONABLE was entertaining and one of the saving graces of 10

• you could tell the writers were bored out of their minds making this season! half of the plot points were either dropped mid season or not even fully developed!!

• bailey and her brother were kind of annoying im sorry. she felt like a sport version of leyla that was whiny literally the WHOLE season. this isn’t the actors fault at all, it’s simply THE WRITERS FAULT

• jj was a chill character. i liked her and she made sense. her home plot line was really sad and bailey had her best moment in the whole season by helping jj which i enjoyed. jj and bailey are one of my fav ships this season btw, they were cute and i enjoyed watching them! (sorry reading this back, this sentence made no sense😭)

• the gen 2 chicken girls were so boring in 10a. i feel like the writers just wanted to keep them in so ppl would still watch for one reason or another. in result of this, they got the dumbest plot lines in the show. I MEAN WHAT WAS THE TEST PLOTLINE W SIMONE AND PETRA?! my girl simone went through sm in 10b tho which ill go in depth on later obvi

• why did poppy do a full personality 360 from forever team? made no sense whatsoever!

• LOVE LOVE LOVE that we brought the dance team back!? it was random but i loved the og plot w the dance team and all that

• petra was a bitch in 10a and i loved her sm😆 she was a better written character than the 4 lead girls and idk why the writers did that but slay!

• kara x bailey, i was waiting the whole god damn season for and we didn’t get it😭

• the best character award goes to finn! he wasn’t annoying and remained my favorite character the whole season. some of y’all bout to hate but he was the best male character chicken girls has SEEN. he was such a better love interest that both walker and tk

• ivy and finn were cute ig? idk they got a build up which i liked but it was also out of nowhere

• i hate theo sm what😭 he was attractive but like he as a total bitch to BOTH petra and ivy! he wasn’t a one dimensional character but wasn’t two dimensional either? (iykyk)

• 10a was messy and i didn’t like most of it sorry😭 BUT 10B WAS SO MUCH BETTER I PROMISE

10b (episodes 11-20)

• UGH WHAT AN UPGRADE THIS WAS!! the second half of the season took like 3 months to come out BUT THE WRITERS NEEDED IT!

• finn, kara and jj were such a trio this second half and i LIVED for it! they were so supportive towards each other

• bailey tempering with more stuff she shouldn’t be dealing with YET AGAIN!! she didn’t need to do that whole thing for ben and set him up w a girl that was literally sapphic and liked her😭

• ivy tryna kiss petras man? kinda bitchy but it was fun to watch more in 10b than 10a? ivy and theo were also kinda cute ngl and they had chemistry

• SIMONE AND CLAIRE WERE AT EACH OTHERS THROATS.

• bailey got better FINALLY. getting her OWN plot line without having to temper with other peoples? YES YES YES. and it was abt trust issues too. ugh so real girl

• petra was so real all of 10b and also deserved SO MUCH BETTER OMG. i felt so bad for her the whole second half

• the whole football, dance crossover bailey thing was kind of a smart move on the directors part? idk it was kinda boring but also gave bailey MORE DEPTH WHICH SHE NEEDED!

• kara for more screen time!!

• kara and ivy had that really cute moment where they forgave each other and ended the rivalry. absolutely loved that

• ivys eating disorder was so important and a great plot point. i love that she was able to open up to the team! my only criticism was that (again, like most of the season) came out of nowhere!

• i feel like they could’ve afforded a better set. you could even tell regionals wasn’t even real bc they didn’t even have a stage

• bailey and sage! i liked them ngl and i hope sage comes back

• why did ivy go back to finn? like she wanted theo the whole season and then went back to him?…I LOVED IT! again, gave the season a bit of spice towards the end which came back to me wanting more!

• the last two episodes were REMARKABLE! 10B WAS GOOD AS IT STARTED OUT BUT UGH GOT SO MUCH MORE INTERESTING AND I WAS SO EXCITED TO SEE THE NEW EP TODAY

• petra needs to come back. i miss her already :(

• i lowkey thought jj and finn were gonna happen but I GUESS NOT. no but i also feel like jj was hinted at as being sapphic. she said smth like "the upsides of being a lesbian are.." and idk if that was referring to bailey or not but i found that interesting

• the group dynamic wasnt there until the last three episodes which was like again, the writers fault but them getting the bracelets out of nowhere was so confusing

• THE LGBTQ SHIPS THIS SEASON (canon and non canon) WERE SO GOOD BYE- BAILEY WAS DEF A SHIPPABLE CHARACTER AND UGH I JUST LOVED IT. FINN MY TRANS BABY!!

• now finally, the gen 2 chicken girls and they're PLOTLINE THIS SEASON. 10a was pointless but 10b. wtf was going on! nothing was working out and simone deserved sm better. claire and bel were SUCH trashy friends. poppy wasn't even given a bracelet so idk why she thought she was a chicken girl?! the existence of leyla was also 100% wiped and it felt like everyone forgot her?? claire also got so mad at simone for giving the bracelets away when she and bel didn't even care about the group the whole season💀

final thoughts:

sorry this was like a 85% bashing on the new season but chicken girls has gotten such a downgrade over time. the fans honestly deserve better if any of them are even still watching lmao. i think we are getting a season 11 bc of the cliffhanger as well as corrine joy (simone) posting a tiktok of them filming. if we do get a season 11, ill probably tune in and give my opinions but that's all for now. i would say to the chicken girls fans and anyone else to give this season a watch in your free time. it isn't terrible but it isn't the best we've ever seen from chicken girls *ahem seasons 3 and 7*. anyways, yeah it is worth somewhat of a watch. the start of the season compared to the ending is astronomical on how much of a change it was. ok bye now haha

[nanaminokanojo]

Someone did a twitter poll for who’s the biggest villain in anime and Oikawa placed number 1 above villains like Sukuna who placed 4th 💀 man’s was just tryna win his volleyball game

Hi, anon ☺️👋

I saw that! 🤣 I don't know if people voted for him/included him in it as a joke (and I know he's got real haters like Terushima my baby boo) but it's just so weird how he's being touted as a villain in the leagues of homicidal, pure evil characters like Hisoka and Sukuna...or that guy that says "Bang" with his hand and...(don't watch it) Like... 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Okay, so Oikawa is petty, a brat and a typical private-school kid snob. He's a bully, too, quite honestly. Case in point:

Maybe the difference was that he also was an antagonistic dipshit (meant fondly) even outside of court, particularly to Kageyama.

But I don't get why Oikawa gets the "villain" title when (1) he wasn't the so-called boss battle and (2) there are other characters who behaved the same way he did without the difference of the matter being outside of volleyball.

I mean, did he ever say or do anything bad that was outside of the topic of volleyball? Like personal attacks to other characters?

Sure, he hates volleyball geniuses like Kageyama and Ushijima but he acknowledges that fact and he was never one to underestimate their talents. But then again, that's within the parameters of the sport as opposed to it being personal beef.

And to be honest, blondie from Inarizaki is more antagonistic if we'll base it off of the bitch meter.

Hello, have you met, Atsumu?

Even his twin thinks he's a jackass. Jk ily bubu and you'll always be special to me but like this one's got attitude problems, is super loud but arrogant enough to make the whole court shut up during his serves and called his fangirls squealing pigs. At least Oikawa is nice to his fans.

100% will definitely make Oikawa cry if they try to out-bitch each other.

And speaking of making Oikawa cry...

Ushijima frikkin Wakatoshi! He could do no wrong. WRONG!

Like Oikawa, he's such a typical private school kid snob. You just know they're from those expensive boarding schools cause they have that attitude, like they look at you from below their patrician noses. Like wtf did the kids from the "Kōkōs" ever do to you "Gakuen" bitches?

Huh, Shirabu?

Anything you wanna say, Kunimi?

Okay. Back to the big guy...

Just look at him! He's super hawt and I love him to pieces rawr! 😍 Not the point. This one's elitist as fuck, you can't tell me otherwise. Like I can't write him as a poor/average person. It's weird. 😂

To Oikawa he goes, "My team's the bestest among the best and your team is shit except for you, I like you. Set for me." Like he fucking says this to Oikawa after Seijoh loses to Karasuno and for what? Read the room? My baby wants to be alone with...

And then! Ushiwaka goes around and spouts this bs about fertile soil producing the best yield i.e. Shiratorizawa and him and his team. Idk that sounded so high-handed to me, like oh sure, it's a fact that with the privilege to be in a private school that could fund good sports training, one could become a better athlete than others. Or sure, with innate talent, they could be better. It gives them an edge.

I might be wrong but it's like he's calling out Hinata and Kageyama for being from that proverbial "concrete" i.e. Karasuno OR Oikawa for being the only "efficient (?!)" player from Seijoh with his bad teammates.

It's unfair because (A) it's not like it's within Hinata and Kageyama's control that Karasuno doesn't have the best coaching there is and (B) it's not like Oikawa has control over who gets to be in his team even if he is captain. And they don't deserve to hear Ushijima say, "I don't wanna talk to losers who can't win against Oikawa and his shit team."

Biiiitch. Tell me that's not bad. Haha I really went for Toshi's ass. Sorry, my sweet manly man that I wanna climb.

But did Oikawa ever say something this mean? I mean apart from nearly punching 7th grade Gun Gun Milk boy and plotting to bury Tangerine Ninja with Iwa-chan?

Ah, Iwa-chan...the only one our greatest villain Oikawa Toru is scared of...

What does that say? 😏

Okay, given, Oikawa needs to be grounded. But why threaten him of bodily harm when he sneezes with the possibility of contracting a cold? Hm? Why is that? Explain, Iwaizumi Hajime, 27, athletic trainer, p*ssy pounder *wipes drool, clears throat* I meant, JVA employee. Shouldn't we cuddle him instead? Make him chicken soup? Tuck him in bed? 😑 You meanie!

And speaking of mean people...

Need I say more? Tsukki and Tobio said more mean things to more people than Oikawa. Just count...😬

Honorable mentions because they're not exactly as bad as the others but they've got mean bones in their bodies somewhere:

Sakusa Kiyoomi (haughty ushiwaka partisan; secretly hates oikawa by extension 😂)

Futakuchi Kenji (bastard with a capital B; defo oikawa hater)

Hoshiumi Kourai (close to hell. very close to hell)

Sugawara Koushi (100% yes 👏)

Kuroo Tetsurou (evil chicken but finger lickin good)

Quick question: why does everyone think Suna Rintarou is a walking red flag? He's such a cutie little baby though? Like...he just wants to see Kita baby-talking his pet bird?

Anyway...I got carried away 🤣🤣🤣

Bottom line: How the hell is Oikawa a villain in the true essence of that word??? 😤 On par with Sukuna (let's make him the standard today cause 🤬)? HOW?!

Bet there will be those who'll get their panties in a twist and say, "Ek-chew-weli...he traumatized Tobio." Fine. 🙄😂

[footballandshit]

bestie i'd love to hear your thoughts of the $sg and me$$i drama

hi bestie!! it's honestly kinda messy...(pun not intended)

okay so lemme get this story straight - he went on a trip to saudi to fulfil his obligations as their tourism ambassador, but failed to obtain the permission to do so from the club. apparently the coaching staff instructions were that if they won the game against lorient, they would have monday and tuesday off, but they didn't, hence only tuesday off. so, messi was clearly absent from training, as he reportedly left to saudi like almost right after the lorient match. as a result, he was handed a two-week unpaid suspension from games and trainings.

and like to makes things worse, rumours are that he seems not interested to stay at psg and is already searching for options, as he will become a free agent in the summer. al-hilal has reportedly made an offer for messi, so this isn't looking too good rn. (and i'm not too sure if the qatar-saudi arabia reported 'beef' also played a part in all this)

is the long suspension necessary? i really have no comment, psg has not handed such a suspension before so idk why they want to do it rn - is it just to show that no player is bigger that the club or perhaps just to make him look bad while he's searching for a new club? also tryna see this from messi's pov, because like he has had to reschedule this trip many time because of his commitments in psg, so he decided to just go and get it done (and also maybe he didn't expect to lose the game?? haha) but yeah with all the transfer rumours going on at the same time, it just doesn't sit too right with many. but like is it wrong for him to be looking at other options rn tho? his contract is ending anyways, and he doesn't seem to want to stay at psg, so why are fans being so harsh?? let the man be lol? at this point, if a player wants to play for the money or for the club, it's really up to them tbh, like what are we to do anyways?

and now messi released an apology video for his actions, but like idk if that's gonna change anything 💀

the fan protests and all...idk man, idt i wanna comment on it haha, but it isn't really a nice thing to talk shit about your own players when they're still playing for your club?? i heard they wanted neymar out too? but like i think gathering in front of his house and insulting him is just a bit too much and disrespectful actually. (and now neymar was found liking a post that called psg a small club so 💀)

but like let's be real, psg also kinda signed them all in the first place for like pr benefits etc (and well they were the only club who could probably afford the wages and demands lol), so i'm not really surprised if players don't really feel like committing tbh. and then there are also rumours about some tensions and questions within the dressing room, especially with kylian's position and powers...

all in all, psg really need to sort their shit out if they wanna be taken seriosly as a club tbh. and as for messi, i honestly got nothing to say - he's probably leaving anyways so good for him i guess? won't be surprised if players slowly staart to leave. with all the psg drama and their recent performance...psg just doesn't spark joy anymore

(sorry for the long ramble sksk 💙)

[bluddymonster]

#FLOWKAGE

https://on.soundcloud.com/WCA4GhLTtfLd6UWM9

im here to colonize the minds of the youth that you've misled

the hat read put together am i right or am i left?

this visual demonstration

point fingers at your presentation

in a pedophilic nation

conquered by vile rapist

its a waste of back & forth

but if your hurt stay the course

you gon pay for that though

like your kids in that divorce

yes im fuckin ruthless

i'll leave this black dragon toothless

have his jaw wired shut

& unable to drink juices

go ahead call it boring and say that your snoring

them 3rd grade raps more corny than im horny

even with the one flow cant deny that im scoring

im the black cat when it come to writing stories

and these expository

stop them narratives

you got a shout from rory

that's funny not discouragin

i appreciate your courage

but you speaking about surface shit

god bless the child who has to learn shit the hardway

if u thought i would quit your in for some long days

i illicit these responses cause i spew truth like kanye

rough around the edges but never acting in a broadway

hoppin on a live speakin in such a broad sense

my heart been set since before your lil brother got hit

destiny's amusing my favorite type of entertainment

and at my GOAT arraignment we will laugh at your hatred

they dont like us

specially when you might just

mic up

& blasphemize their life till they lifeless

i'll keep it honest wit ya boy

i hate you fuckin oldheads

complaining bout the truth

though it was asked by muhammad

& i know it aint my fault

we can open the vault

go line for line

you'll get your legacy disolved

when the best of me's involved

the lesser me gets lost

that veteran minimum

just aint cutting it lil dawwww

you must be injury prone

cause the history shows

them epiphanies u had

aint changed shit at all

yall told us that this rap shit was established for the sellouts

now i echoed that statement and you wanna let a yellout ?

fuck that shit ima lay you to bed now

tuck you in nice with a pamper and some meds now

your 50 right?

how was that rectal examination?

i hope your health is amazing

but after this ass whooping

they gon have to double check ya anus

fix ya lips to diss me

yo bitch ass gon need dentures

i'll go ten for ten

you'll be the end of my adventure

the fans soul's famished

they miss when rappers were clever

you spit a fat joke

and now you falling flat forever

whats your opinion on that diddy shit?

rather hear that than these opinions bitch

put the game on me boy you know that i been killin shit

the weight on my shoulders makes me perform better bitch

call me what you want

but you cant call me a phony

thru all my worst days

i wouldn't ever look below me

to beef with anyone i dont feel is worthy

on an ig live or an ig story

the truth hurt dont it

the shoe fits dont it

i make ya mood switch

then leave you feeling broken

5 types of rappers

that we see in the game

a few worth the listens

some aint worth the plays

some tryna be lyrical

confusing syllables for message

others spit spiritual

miracles in their sentences

some sell their soul

then be rappin with a vengeance

rape the culture

then get supported by the veterans

music isnt owned

by the artist thats a fact

cant even get paid

more than a cent for your rap

but you screamin out cap

lemme spit more facts

the fact is you well respected at your craft

u respect the truth

and u appreciate the math

if they give you a percentage of a cent for a stream

that smells really similar to slavery to me

ill say this gently

since you misinterpreting heavily

if the shoe fits wear it

your medley speaks to the spirit

and you say the same thing

you gahdamn midget

what the fuck is music worth?

if we dont make no money?

that is the approach

of all these rappers who be dummies

if that shit was for you

i woulda left you a clue

you a black starr baby

i heard all your tunes

them shits inspiring

and i think the worlds spiraling

are you in a bind ?

is that why your viraling?

chasing clips consciously

i think its comedy

i'll destroy your whole colony

with my lyrical sodomy

im stomping on your playground

pushing the bullies to the ground

fuck your gatekeeping

this is my slide now

cause yall didnt back joey and he was badass

yall didnt back bishy even doom saw his talent

yall didnt back the zombies you treated em like trash bags

whole city of underachievers where the raps at?

pass the baton

or get stomped in front of your mom

and yes im spittin it calm

cause the truth in these psalms

it seem that beast coast flame

is really dying out

ice spice the hottest out

& everyline that leaves her mouth

is poop fart shit,

dont pout

their was also 6 9

and yall let that one rock

everybody on the block

was screaming the lyrics of a cop

you from a clown ass city

with rats big as birds

you can say that its gritty

its just dirty you heard

fix ya mouth to diss me

you gon end up with some dentures

on this lil adventure

ill probe you on whatever

fantastic souls famished

fishing for sumn clever

he spat a fat joke

then end up fallin flat forever

flat like the monitor

when somebody passes

the old game

was sold for the bettering of masses

anger seeping thru your pores

anytime you grab pen

tryna fix your head

to discuss everything i've said

the messenger may die

but the truth has been said

rather that then the lie's told

like rap hasn't been sold to its end

if you take the truth to heart

maybe its cause the shoe fits

but i'd never defend something

that i thought wasn't legit

rather bite my tongue

& keep the air in my lungs

then waste my time on lines of lie's

from someone white as a dove

i try to stay congruent

to the part of me that loves you

all the portions of my hate

have been healed by these tussle's

im not no russel simmons

but my meditation is in rhythm's

singing lavish hymms

about tryna change the system

polution of the mind

they want the tea like lipton

but i make the world tremble

with the truth when im spitting

anytime i utter words

their on the edge of their chairs

[kevin-keller-artistic-director]

My point was in the context of jug perspective as the author is the show I didn't explicitly say that but I probably should have. His depiction of her in relation to him is what I was talking about specifically.

Him knowing Cheryl better than Toni is true but it doesn't mean much and in regards to him not getting in the way of her schemes I mean if he's tryna figure shit out stopping Cheryl would prevent him from learning more

Cheryl is self absorbed she's extremely unhinged etc but I don't agree that Cheryl ever saw Toni as a vanity project she's just a white girl with PTSD I actually think he can't perceive intense emotion towards a woman as a attempt of goodwill so he immediately attaches it to a project when in reality his little teen book is a legit vanity project

He in tandem with his mommy issues is mixing up unintended results from behavior with intention which to me is a technical root of him as a character he can't see woman as people until the world's at stake

I don't think other people don't see Cheryl as conviving Betty can tell,Ronnie sees how messy she is and Archie wants to see the good in people. Toni loves a complicated woman so that's it's own thing

For most of the show Jughead cannot maintain emotional intimacy with a woman if she is not perfect he's been scarred by his mom who is sharp and kinda a dick it's not that he's the only one that sees it's that he believes himself to be above the woman most like him V and Cheryl because that makes him feel safe in his denial bubble

The final woman he dates isn't even a woman she's a godamn angel like Tabitha because unlike a normal woman who would pass by his pathetic ass and live her life she's stays because it's the angels will or whatever

So yes beef is the wrong word but things that make jug like righteous are the things that he has in common with someone else he's like Alice (I believe she's his ant but that another thing)

The whole point is jughead is not brilliant thinker or person he's just a WHITE guy who was forced to save the world he is just judgmental guy who perspective by extension is warped and that includes his perception of Cheryl

Cheryl's beef with jughead cracks me up because it reads more as what jug presumes Cheryl thinks about him like she says so little to him and it's always about him being homeless or gay like don't get me wrong she's classist but she's got way more depth than that

Also like she's chill with Kevin Arch and Reggie so she's able to be around dudes

[super-nova5045]

PSA: believing Mike is emotionally cheating on El and writing him as the moral villain in fanfiction is biphobic

(Disclaimer: I’m going to give y’all benefit of the doubt here because I get it. Fiction is just fiction, and you’re right on some level that Mike is being dishonest with her. You probably don’t mean any harm and you’re not intentionally biphobic. However, that doesn’t take away the harmful effects of this take.)

To begin this little ~announcement~ off, I’ll give some background info. For context, I’ve been seeing a lot of posts saying Mike is emotionally cheating on El, and just in general there’s a LOT of fanfictions that demonize bi Mike. Although I’m a gay Mike truther, I love the bi theory just as much (especially AS a bi person who had internalized homophobia and fell in love with their best friend) and it hurts me so much to see this villainization of Mike.

Emotionally cheating on El allegations??

I understand this take 100%, but let’s talk about how it’s not true and is borderline harmful. I think a common thing people forget is that there’s a big difference between actually cheating and genuinely being in love with someone else. Nobody said Nancy was cheating when she was comforted by Jonathan and was with Steve. Nobody said Joyce was cheating when she was close with Hopper and was with Bob. So why is it different for Mike, Will and El? Mike has never confided in Will on the same level Joyce and Nancy have with Hopper and Jonathan (respectively) while with El, and even if he has, El wasn’t present in any of the major Byler scenes (re: The Nina Project or, I don’t know, being assumed dead?!) thus, Mike couldn’t talk to her. Why is it such a crime for him to talk to his closest and oldest friend about his fears and insecurities?

Yes, Byler’s conversations did have romantic subtext, but we have to consider also that Mike wouldn’t have had any intention to cheat on El, nor did he have any intention to ‘flirt’ with Will. For all he knows, he’s just speaking to his best friend.

Not to mention, as talked about in this post, McNugget was bones in every Byler chat.

‘Crazy Together’ – El was considered dead, and Mike and her weren’t in a relationship.

‘Not Possible’ – This was just before El saying ily to Mike (for a reason). Mike and El weren’t in a relationship again/were ‘taking a break’.

‘Friends. Best Friends.’ – El had left for Nina with the chance that she could never see Mike again (Mike knew this, btw). Mike had thrown away her potentially last ever letter to him signed ‘From, El’ (a reference to their big fight that they ‘can’t come back from’) and was planning on going to Hawkins. This applies to the junkyard chat, too, and although Mike’s motive had changed, there was still no hope of finding El (no Nina number).

Making Mike the bad guy in fanfiction???

This is what, by far, bothers me the most. Recently I’ve seen a rise in ‘Mike cheats on El/does something awful to somebody (mostly El)’ fanfics, and this is so awful, especially when the Mike in these stories is queer.

First of all, let’s talk about the ‘Depraved Bisexual’ trope. This is how Devon Price defines it:

A Depraved Bisexual is a character, usually in a work of fiction, whose bisexuality is used as an indicator that they are untrustworthy, perverse, and morally corrupt. […] Because they cannot “decide” on a gender to be attracted to, the logic goes, they also cannot say no to anything sexual or pleasurable.

Examples of this trope are Frank Underwood, Cal Jacobs and Raoul Silva – all characters depicted as bisexual and evil antagonists – their bisexuality, as aforementioned, plays into their predatory nature; because if you feel attraction for both genders, surely that means you have no fidelity and morality.

Making Mike do things in fanfiction such as be with El but cheat with Will (or vice versa), or commit a heinous action (while being bi-coded), or both, is following this trope. While unintentional, it still deeply affects and hurts bisexual people - we are portrayed, once again, as cheating monsters who do awful things.

Not only this, but it’s incredibly OOC. While fanfictions are, as the name suggests, fan works of fiction, and being OOC is granted; making Mike, the albeit annoying, but kind-hearted, brave, compassionate leader do such awful things out of the blue? And be bi-coded? It seems clear to me why you’ve made him the antagonist.

I’m sure NONE of these lovely people had bad intentions or wanted to directly harm bisexual people. Once again, this is just their takes, and this is just mine. In summary, Mike isn’t emotionally cheating on El, purely because he has no intention to be, and while his relationship with Will is romantically-coded, most of the time he’s just confiding in and reassuring Will – which is not emotional cheating. Magic Schoolbus was also broken up every time that Byler talked – Mike can’t be emotionally cheating if he’s not in a relationship to start with. Finally, making Mike the bad guy who cheats and does bad things is following a harmful, biphobic trope and is quite offensive.

(again, not trying to start beef or anything. I, as a bisexual, just personally disagree with these takes and the amount of fanfictions that make Mike evil)

[mmary-janee]

What about shuji hanma for the dick head canons 😍🤲🏾

𝒩ℴ𝓉ℯ: Lmfaoo I have beef with this fine ass goofy mf😭 but let’s into it😵‍💫

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊��࠘𐡏 * .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ * .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ * .♡

This sadistic, cocky, kinky, lanky ass, long cock mf💀🛐 I wanna have hate sex with him and make him my needy bitch🧍🏽‍♀️ but moving on….

Hanma is tall. Very tall. His cock is long. Very long. He is 9.3 inches exactly, 9.5 when he’s extremely hard and wearing a cock ring. Girth wise, he’s pretty average maybe even a lil slimmer than average, but he has enough length to more than make up for it.Definitely gonna be cervix fucking you. He is most definitely a grower, when his dick is soft it sits at 4inches.

His tip is actually a very pretty shade of hot pink, it’s a similar shade to the the pink on the Victoria’s Secret bag but it quickly turns red when stimulated.His cock it’s self is actually kinda ombré. His tip as I said is a very hot pink, then it becomes a very light shade of pink as it blends out to his cock. His cock it’s self is the same shade as his skin tone is, but it gets a little darker around his base. So it basically goes from hot pink to a light faded pink that blends out to his skin tone then darkens around the base of that makes any sense💀.

His balls hang a little but not to much. They are a little bit darker than his skin tone but are still tinted a lil pink. They are also so fucking sensitive, definitely his weak spot.

Hanma’s dick has some green veins that decorate his lengthy cock. His veins are actually extremely sensitive. Sensitivity wise his balls and veins are his weak spots he also likes his nipples sucked.

For the record Hanmas nipples are pierced.(.) (.) take them titties out cuz I’m tryna see em👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻

Hanma is an extremely kinky person. He had bought all types of handcuffs. Vibrators, dildos and sex toys to try on you. He wanted to have you degraded into a teary fucked out dripping mess for him. The thought alone of seeing you like that was almost enough for him to cum in his pants. But things don’t always go as planned, considering that he was now playing the part he thought you’d play. He was fully naked while his hands were handcuffed to your bed and his legs restrained.

He was crying, moaning and shaking from overstimulation. You had an 8inch vibrating dildo shoved up his ass sure to be hitting all his sweet spots,nipple clamps on his sensitive pretty pink pierced nipples, a cockring placed on his aching dick. And if you ruthlessly bouncing on his dick was the cherry on top. The poor boy was an overstimulated mess below you.

“Arggg, ngaghh, s’to muchhh, mommy, can’t take it”. But you only went harder and all his whining just made your pussy keep clamping down on him. “Mhmmm, shuji what a greedy whore you are, look at you getting fucked from both ends, better pipe down before I stick a pink dildo down that slutty mouth of yours.” You moaned out in a sing song voice. You were now leaving sloppy kisses all over his abused,now red nipples. “Mommyy, m’to sensitive fuckkkkk” he moaned out as you took one of his nipples into your mouth and fondled the other. At this point Hanma couldn’t see straight you were sure if you asked him his name he wouldn’t be able to answer you,his legs were shaking like no tomorrow and fat tears rolling down his face. That’s when u decided to lean in close to his ear leaving sweet kisses over his skin “shuji babe tell me who’s dick this is” “ahhh,it-it’s ahh, yours fuckk,all mommiess” he managed to cry out “there’s my good little whore.” Your bouncing came to a short stop until you started spelling the letters of your name one by one on his dick while u called out each letter into his ear leaving goosebumps on his skin. With each movement of your body on top of his the vibrator up his ass hit deeper into his prostate giving him the feeling of being completely stuffed. “M’gonna cummmmm fuck fuck fuck, feel so full” he screamed with teary eyes “me to baby, cum with mommy yeah” and with that said the both of you wasted no time cumming, your legs began to shake and moans left your lips as you squirted all your juices onto shujis cock but that didn’t stop u from still riding him through both your orgasms sending yourself into overstimulation, poor shuji was on the verge of passing out but not before he came deep inside your pussy, and had an anal orgasm from all the double sided pleasure he was receiving. After he came you kissed his forehead and spoke “told you I’d you my little bitch♡”

His cum is fucking nasty, it’s literally battery acid. His cum is a very sticky, watery and milky consistency. This sadistic fucker knows his cum is nasty and still makes sure to cum all the way down your throat. His tip is very leaky he leaks a lot of precum.

Although Hanma has a dark colored happy trail, his pubes are surprisingly in good condition and always kept up with. He always has fun designs that match his goofy personality shaved and dyed into his pubic hairs. Lmfaoo he calls it “your weekly surprise” it’s actually always fun to see what design he’d come up with next.

Overall Hanma actually has a very “aesthetically pleasing to to eye” dick and is down for anything you would wanna try in the bedroom, he’s always ready to explore new things with.

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End Note- hope you liked reading this<3 I apologize for my grammar mistakes. Have a nice day everyone<333

ℒℴ𝓋ℯ ℳ𝒶𝓇𝓎-𝒥𝒶𝓃ℯ🕊

[realasslesbian]

Anyway, if possible this reply was even dumber than the last, like, you know if you want to have a problem, there actually has to be one, you can't just make shit up, especially when what I said was written pretty plainly in the post you're reblogging, and you're obviously just being willfully stupid about it.

To rehash the original meaning of my post, which y'all clearly didn't read, the black and brown chevron (as well as the trans chevron) is currently being used to sideline gay people. The current mess of a flag has become a corporate symbol, removed from the original meaning of gay rights, and butchered by demographics and ideologies often at odds with homosexuality.

Funny you bring up how the black and brown chevron ended up on the rainbow flag originally, bc that was black gay people showing up en masse for a black cause. Now when have black heterosexual people ever shown up en masse for a gay cause? One that wasn't, you know, the systematic murder of the homosexual people in their country? (Of which actually ten countries regularly enforce the death penalty for homosexuality, all ten of those countries are black and brown majority countries, let's not even get into countries that 'merely' criminalise homosexuality).

Y'all really just want to ignore what is probably the biggest global issue for gay rights, because it means addressing the wrongs of another marginalised demographic? Like, I ain't got no beef with black homosexuals having their flag, no matter how desperately y'all want to accuse me of that. Black and brown homosexuals are the primary victims of homophobic countries and their homophobic legal systems. They need some representation and for everyone to stop ignoring their actually very serious problems.

What I have an issue with is big corporate institutions whacking this black, brown, pink and blue monstrosity on everything because treating race and gender and sexuality as all the same thing with a common faceless enemy is profitable to them. And then people tryna act like that's totally fine because it exists in the vacuum of the USA where the rest of the world just doesn't exist. When actually, in reality, just like trans people can and are doing significant harm to homosexuals on a global scale, black and brown people also can and are doing significant harm to homosexuals on a global scale. It ain't racism or transphobia or whatever to point that shit out. It's statistically verified and legally demonstratable facts.

Why don't YOU just stick to 'the anti trans stuff' and I'll keep actually defending gay rights, no matter how difficult the conversation is. You go have a lie down sweetie lmao

I don’t want to come off as obliviously white rn, but that whole adding a black and brown chevron to the rainbow flag actually strikes me as very obliviously white in and of itself ya know. Like, y’all know when they say ‘those stripes are bc gay people owe black people everything’ that what they mean by that is I gotta worship their fake black transwoman deity that might have (and in fact did not) throw a brick at a cop once. You know they ain’t talking about all the black homosexuals living in countries that criminalise homosexuality. You know they don’t want to hear about how most black countries are violently homophobic hellscapes for the actual gay people living there (or even just passing through). They’re just ignoring how all these straight black men running these countries are making and maintaining homophobic and lesbophobic legal systems, oftentimes involving the literal death penalty. All that just doesn’t fit in the BTQ+ fantasy world where homophobia was solved the minute a couple countries got marriage equality and where gay people are now The Supreme Oppressors. In reality, it’s probably not morally appropriate to be claiming gay people owe black people, when most black populations worldwide are murdering people on the basis of homosexuality. Exactly what tf do I owe any one of the thousands of straight black men passing laws to sentence me to death because I’m a lesbian. Pray tell. Pasting a couple black and brown stripes on our rainbow flag is actually pretty fucking tone deaf to all the homosexual people barely surviving at the hands of black heterosexuals. Just sayin.

[fuwushiguro]

Kaminari, Shinso and Dabi Talking To You On The Bleachers

notes: this is very self indulgent bc i had a dream about this exact thing so i am sharing it with you in the form of headcanons!!!! (also considering writing bully kaminari and shinso bc of this??)

read characters as aged up!

Warnings: I guess bullying maybe??

words: .4k

Kaminari:

·        He’s being a flirt I won’t lie

·        The light summer breeze is sending his aftershave into your nostrils

·        You’re trying to stay composed but it’s making you a bit feral

·        He keeps tucking a hair behind his ear when he talks to you

·        (which we all know is code for he rly likes you)

·        Dabi and Shinso are making lil snarky comments next to him but you’re both ignoring

·        He has his phone in his hand the whole time which is a little distracting

·        Bc you’re like ???? is he expecting a text from another conquest ????

·        But it turns out he’s been waiting to steer the conversation into showing you memes

·        He has an excellent meme collection btw, truly *chef’s kiss*

·        So you’re both laughing until you’re crying and you can feel yourselves getting six packs

·        He’s thinking of asking you out on a date, but he’s a little too shy in front of the others

·        He’ll do it when he manages to catch you alone

Shinso:

·        Okay first things first he’s a dick

·        In my dream he had brown hair and stubble can someone draw it I’m tryna see smthn

·        I’m gonna set the stage of my dream rn so you can get an idea

·        These three boys were sitting in the bleachers

·        Kami was being a flirt with you

·        N then Shinso copped an attitude????

·        LITERALLY out of nowhere

·        Like? BITCH

·        He was basically calling you an idiot and incompetent

·        You started yelling at him and he’s like “I’ve won the argument bc you shouted!”

·        So you just kinda get up and leave because you have had ENOUGH

·        And he’s just smirking and laughing with the other two like he’s hot shit

·        Like I said!! He’s a dick 😊

Dabi:

·        Also a dick lmfao

·        But that’s to be expected, he’s a villain after all

·        Okay so just as you were about leave from arguing with Shinso, Dabi decides to pipe up

·        “While we’re on the subject of yelling at each other I have something to say.” he speaks

·        Lmfao in my dream I straight up said “don’t start.”

·        BUT HOMIE WAS R E A D Y to bring the fucking BEEF

·        He pulls out his fucking PHONE and he has a WHOLE bullet pointed list in his note app of things he wants to drag you for

·        Dabi is petty as fuck for real, PETTY

·        I don’t know what you did to him to make him so mad that he needed to write a LIST

·        But God damn, watch ur back

·        Bc we know how he likes to hold a grudge!!!!

·        Maybe it would be safer to let him get it off his chest?

·        Just so the hatred against u doesn’t fester