#oh my god i did mot see this

[localgardenweed]

Im on a romance anime addiction rn and like just finished one and OMFG IM GONNA CRY THEY WERE SO FUCKING IN LOVE BRO THEY WERE IN LOVVVEEEE

I can’t fucking believe i almost stayed up all night on a work night to watch Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard?! A solid 8/10, some parts kinda wanna make me kill myself and some characters got on my nerves, at one point completely dropped till the end, but i felt the pacing was good and didn’t feel super rushed till kinda the end like we could have used another episode or two

Still looking for good wlw anime cause I ALMOST ACCIDENTALLY SUGGESTED WATCHING CITRUS BUT WHEN I READ A SYNOPSIS I LEGIT SCREAMED LIKE NOOOOOO NOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I just want girls who are in love bro and if its doomed so be it man

[muttsona]

i hope i die, you broke my heart

[l4nd0n0rr1s]

the chapter of charles | CL16

SUMMARY: in which charles leclerc falls in love with y/n the booktuber PAIRING: charles leclerc x fem!booktuber!reader AUTHOR'S NOTE: time for a little charles moment! LINKS: add yourself to my taglist here! REQUESTS ARE OPEN

yourinstagram

liked by y/n'sbookmark, fan385, charles_leclerc, yourbestfriend and 3,649 others

my next video is due to be posted tomorrow! swipe to the end to see a sneak peek of the books i've been reading to prepare myself to have this video's guest on 😉

view all 4,253 comments

yourbestfriend hands down my favourite upload of the year

fan452 THEY'RE TO DO WITH F1? OHHHH SHIT

y/n'sbookmark my two worlds of f1 and y/n colliding oh my god

norrispapaya do u guys see charles in the likes????!!!

yourusername

tagged: charles_leclerc

liked by charles_leclerc, yourbestfriend, fan523, scuderiaferrari, norrisbabe and 39,424 others

a few of you managed to guess them, but this week i have formula 1 driver charles leclerc on the channel! i hope i've converted him into a bookworm ;) find the video link down below!

view all 73,624 comments

charles_leclerc thank you for having me! it was a pleasure, who knew reading was actually fun!

⤷ yourusername reading has always been fun charlie.

⤷ lightleclerc THE NICKNAME?? OH THIS IS SERIOUS

norrisbabe they'd be a power couple, that's all i'm saying

CL16.updates

tagged: charles_leclerc, yourusername

liked by user284, charlesmybae, lightleclerc, yourusername and 394,432 others

After his impressive win in Monza, Charles is seen blushing and getting shy after being asked about the YouTube video he appeared in with @yourusername

Leclerc was quoted saying "She's given me the reading bug, if I'm not driving then I'm reading, that's what gir- I mean friends do to you!"

view all 463,914 comments

leclercbabe DID YOU GUYS HEAR THE LITTLE SLIP UP HE DID?

⤷ charlesmybae HE WAS 100% GOING TO SAY GIRLFRIEND ARE U KIDDING ME

fan434 he was so flustered bless him :(

yourusername

liked by: fan394, leclercbabe, yourusernamefan, charles_leclerc and 43,172 others

being a booktuber and having to travel is the worst. how am i meant to choose what books to take??

view all 32,914 comments

fan394 TRAVELLING? TO WHERE?

⤷ leclercbabe IT WOULDN'T BE THE MONACO GP BY ANY CHANCE WOULD IT Y/N?

charles_leclerc just let me buy you a kindle and take that

⤷ yourusername how d a r e you even suggest i use that monstrosity of an invention. physical books for life.

⤷ lightleclerc HE'S OFFERING TO BUY HER A KINDLE????? OH HES SO WHIPPED

charles_leclerc

liked by: scuderiaferrari, yourusername, carlossainz, fan395, lightleclerc and 652,513 others

C'est pour cela que je suis fier d'être monégasque. Avec un merci spécial à mon porte-bonheur. Forza Ferrari Siempre

carlossainz Proud of you!

leclerc_pascale Les mots ne peuvent pas décrire à quel point je suis fier de toi

fan395 PORTE-BONHEUR? LUCKY CHARM???? WHO OR WHAT IS THE LUCKY CHARM

yourusername

liked by: yourusernamefan, fan495, charles_leclerc and 395,239 others

feeling lucky 🏎️

fan395 Y/N??? ARE U THE PORTE-BONHEUR?

charles_leclerc better than the book?

⤷ yourusername hmm.. debatable

any and all feedback is highly appreciated!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

add yourself to my taglist here

love lauren x

if your tag is not underlined, it means you have sent me the wrong username. please resend it!

TAGLIST: @dr3ln4ml @itscrzy @nichmeddar @chonkybonky @raizelchrysanderoctavius @panicsinvirgo @randombugg @ctrlyomomma @tbsloneely @lichterfee @mochimommy2002 @landosgirlxoxo @celesteblack08 @mickslover @d3kstar @nichmeddar @laur20a23 @ssprayberrythings @simsimpgoodoldsimp @iloveyou3000morgan @ateezseoenghwanot @cherry-piee @darleneslane @parislovesf1 @awhbigail @Nelly-belly @x-bubblegum-x @multixedmund @bunniparadise @flannelforthetoads @Kapsylia @isabellem2909 @riverxsq @zjpg @cixrosie @deephideoutmilkshade @samaibx @slutforsleeping @joyfullymulti @eviethetheatrefreak @jensonsonlybutton @illicitverstappen @andiehanson @hopelxssromxntic @celestialams @laiba26 @evie-119 @Yourrrrpurrrrfecf @cyberbl4de @theonlyadrienne @gh1239 @GWginnyweasley @noncannonships @ilahatesyou @Lan4Cha16stanley @ironmaiden1313 @caseket @scenesofobx @fangirl125reader @morenofilm @lilyalbon @kave18 @Enewi @Lan4Cha16stanley @deephideoutmilkshake

[sataraxia]

jerk.

earth42!miles x fem!reader

summary: you haven't heard about him for a whole week, what a 'jerk'. (wc: 3.9 k, kinda short and a dumb blurb)

warnings: cursing, a kind of suggestive? line at the end.

a/n: it's the first time i publish something so maybe it's kinda bad idk, and also this isn't angst miles is actually the best man ever pls i just wanna hug him. aand english isn't my first language so pls pls let me know if i spelled something wrong!

"I heard that kiki was invited to prom in the most romantic way possible, I'm so jealous."

"oh god, yeah, I wish I had a boyfriend like hers, or well, just a boyfriend".

You were biting your nails right now, looking everywhere but at your friends, what a topic, huh?

“hey, your boyfriend already invited you?”

And there was the question, you just looked lazily at them “uh, sure”

The truth was that you hadn't been talking to Miles for a week or so, and this was exactly why.

You always understood that maybe he didn't like a lot of things about high school, and you never complained about it, but this time, it was something important to you, and he didn't seem to care.

"baby, it's just a dance, I don't understand why you're acting like it's such a big deal." he said while not even looking at your direction.

"maybe it's a big deal that you're being a jerk about this."

Yeah, that conversation didn't end well, you haven't heard from him since.

The thing was, you don't do a lot of couple things publicly, and it's slowly starting to affect your mind, maybe he didn't want to be seen with you, or someone couldn't see him with you, the thought alone causing you to shiver. 

You spent the rest of the day distracting yourself with your friends and your homework, secretly waiting for a message from him to appear on your phone.

It did, but definitely not what you expected.

miles <4: 'i’m back in town, wyd?'

Oh. 

You didn't know whether to be happy that he wasn't ignoring you, or angry that he didn't give the last discussion more than a thought. 

You decided not to let it go this time, and not even look at the text.

Of course, that was stupid, but so were you.

It wasn't more than two hours, he was already knocking on your window, and once you let him in, he just looked at you, deeply.

“wanna’ tell me what’s up with you, darling?”

That was not affectionate, he was annoyed, mocking, you realize.

“nothing.” you couldn’t look at him when you were lying, he knew that.

“i thought you were the one who opted for that communication bullshit, cmon.”

“where were you?”

“work”  the tone was defensive, almost secretive, it was always like that when he mentioned something about the prowler, you never talked a lot about it.

“you could have told me”

“thought you didn't want a jerk talking to you?”

“yeah, but you’re still my boyfriend, Miles, we argued, and I didn't hear about you for a whole week.”

“sorry.”

That's what made your veins boil the most, he was never mean, disrespectful, or a jerk.

He always knew when to say sorry or when he had done the wrong thing, that meant he didn't really care about the problem that kept popping into your head, he didn't see it like a problem at all.

And that only made you feel dumber, maybe you were overreacting, again.

“it’s okay, i just missed you” 

That's all you had to say for him to look at you with those eyes that made you feel like the most special woman on earth, that made any insecurity disappear just as the space between your bodies did.

“i missed you too.”

Of course, he stayed the whole night with you.

The next afternoon, when you entered your room, you saw a package on your bed, with a note on top of it

“I couldn't go to prom if my girl wasn't wearing my color, be at your door by eight o'clock. 

                                                                                                      luv ya, miles.”

Inside the package was a beautiful dress, vibrant purple, obviously.

This was definitely the man of your dreams.

+bonus:

Eight o'clock, and he was with his motorcycle at your door.

"you are breathtaking, love" he said and you approached him to give him just a little kiss, while smiling.

"thanks for all this, but I thought it wasn't a big deal?" a smirk adorned your face.

"it was a big deal if you were calling me a jerk about it" you grabbed his waist as you settled on the bike.

"sorry about that." a little peck on the cheek.

"you'll have time to apologize to me, don't worry:"

[ateezthings]

Soft moments with SKZ

pairings: bf!SKZ member x genderneutral!reader genre: soft fluff warnings: sweathearts and lovebugs everywhere, reader wears a dress on Chan's, tiny hint of angst in Changbin's, blood in Jisung's word count: 2 k songs to listen to while reading: patrick watson - je te laisserai des mots hazlett - cemetery noah kahan - orange juice danandphilbeats - end screen (yes, I'm a phannie, sue me) a/n: I'm deep in my skz feels, this new comeback is doing things to me. Also, yes, we're doing reverse age order cz we love our dudes Seungmo and Innie and I feel like they usually have a disadvantage, so enjoy. Beautiful banners by @cafekitsune

Jeongin

"Honey, have you seen my wallet?"

You were reading on the couch, while Jeongin turned your whole apartment upside down.

A bookmark now in your novel, you got up. "Well, do you remember when you had it last?"

"Not sure, could've been today, could've been yesterday... I definitely had it when I went to get coffee with Hyunjin Hyung yesterday." He rummaged through the whole wardrobe, looking into every single bag he owned.

You slowly walked into your shared bedroom where you kept the laundry. "Ugh, where the hell did I leave it?" You heard from the hall.

After going through a bunch of dirty laundry, you finally found the pair of pants Jeongin had worn yesterday. You found his wallet in his left back pocket. Jackpot.

Calmly, you walked to your boyfriend who was now going through all of his coats. You waved his wallet in front of his eyes.

"Oh my god, where did you find it?" He exclaimed.

"In the pants you'd worn yesterday, genius." He took it out of your hands and pressed a short kiss on your lips.

"Thank you, honey."

"I love it, when you depend on me for everyday tasks." You looked at him with love in your eyes.

He seemed mock-offended. "I do not, I'm very capable."

"Sure, Innie. Whatever you say." This time, you got on your tippie toes to press a kiss on his forehead.

Seungmin

"You have a little... thing on your chin." Seungmin wiped some latte foam from your chin. Before he could take his hand away, your intrusive thoughts won and your mouth snapped after his fingers.

"Hey! You freak." He took his hand away quickly but smiled brightly.

"At least I'm your freak." You retorted and took his hand in yours, massaging it a bit with your fingers.

His nose scrunched up. "Ew, that was too cheesy, even for you."

"Don't act like you don't love it, Minnie." You fluttered your lashes at him, got up from your seat and kissed his cheek.

He seemed taken aback by that. His ears and cheeks turned bright red and he opened his mouth but closed it again after no words came out.

You were very pleased with yourself. "That's what I thought."

Felix

4 am and you woke up again. You'd had too much coffee yesterday but things at work were also stressing you out, making you unable too sleep through the night.

You reached your hand over to your boyfriend's side of the bed but it was empty. In the dark, you tried to look around for him, but couldn't see much. It was unlike him to leave in the middle of the night.

So, you got up to look for him. It didn't take long, there was a faint light coming from the kitchen.

You carefully opened the door. "Babe? Is everything okay?"

The bright light in the kitchen hurt your eyes at first. After a few moments you got used to it and saw Felix in front of the stove heating up some milk.

He looked at you. "Yeah, sorry, did I wake you?"

"No, the third cup of coffee yesterday woke me... But when I reached over, you weren't there." You pouted.

"Aw, baby, I'm sorry." He came over to you, put his arms around your waist and kissed your cheek a few times. "I didn't mean to scare you. I simply couldn't sleep either and wanted to make a something hot to drink... Do you also want a hot chocolate?"

You nodded your head, still pouting. You lifted yourself up to sit on the counter next to the stove, so you could watch Felix.

He put some sugar, a pinch of salt and some cocoa powder into the frothed milk. Then he got two mugs and poured the chocolatey goodness inside. It was calming to watch him do the tasks one after the other.

When he was done, he gave you one mug and smiled at you. "There you go."

"Thank you, baby." The hot chocolate was smooth amd warm in your mouth, melting away some of the worries that had kept you up.

Jisung

"Oh, Ji, how did this happen?" Jisung had come to your shared bedroom, where you were reading your book. He pouted and clutched his hand, where blood came pouring out of his finger.

"I just wanted to make some dinner for you... and then the knife a personal vendetta against me."

You inspected his cut. It didn't seem to be that deep but a lot of blood came out. "Hold you hand high, babe." You turned him around and directed him into the bathroom.

This happened more often than you wanted to admit, so you'd routinely slipped into nurse mode.

You sat your boyfriend down on the toilet and got out the band-aids. First you disinfected his wound when Jisung winced in pain.

"Please, keep still, baby."

He pouted even more. "You keep still the next time I pour alcohol over an open wound of yours..." Sometimes he really was just a kid in a grown-up's body.

You gave him an amused look but continued bandaging up his finger. "There you go."

Jisung inspected your work and seemed impressed when he pressed onto the injured finger with his index finger on the other hand. "Thank you, sweetie."

"No problem, but babe, as much as I enjoy being your personal nurse, this is the third time this week you've injured yourself. Please be more careful, okay? I still need you in one piece."

"I swear I'm not doing it on purpose... even though I kind of like when you care for me like that." He smiled cheekily and pulled you towards him.

You couldn't help but bend down do kiss him.

Hyunjin

"Sweetie, I love you but you're getting the steps wrong... You're stepping on my feet a lot."

"Oh what? I only heard that you love me, Hyunie... I love you too." You playfully fluttered your lashes at him.

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon when you admitted to your boyfriend that you've never danced with a partner. It always seemed so romantic to you, the both of you dressed up, at a fancy event and dancing with the one you love until you were the only ones left on the damce floor. A bit old-fashioned? Yes, but definitely cute as hell.

Your boyfriend being the dancer that he is, couldn't help but offer you a waltz lesson.

He was a great dancer, he was able to lead you well. You however... had some troubles. Your feet constantly got mixed up, you couldn't lift your gaze because you were scared of tripping.

You took another step on your boyfriend's feet before he let go of you.

"Okay, babe, let's try something else." He took his index finger underneath your chin and lifted your head up so you would look at him. "Just look at me for now."

His dark brown eyes always pulled you in. The shape of his eyes, nose and lips were perfect to you so you spent some time analysing every single aspect of his face.

He took one your hands in his again and put his other hand on your waist. "Just keep looking at me and go where I lead you sweetie."

At first it wasn't easy to not look at the ground, but the longer you moved, the easier it got to dance with Hyunjin. Whenever he took a step forward, you noticed and took a step back. Whenever you felt him lift your hand, you knew it was time for a turn.

After some time you noticed how it felt completely natural to move like this. "Hyunie, I think we're doing it." You couldn't hide the excitement in your voice.

"Oh yes, we're doing it... and we're doing it well." He lifted your hand as a sign for you to do another turn under his lead.

Hyunjin made you turn quite fast and about halfway through you lost your balance, tripping over your own feet.

Luckily, your boyfriend caught you in the most cheesy way by wrapping his arms around your waist. Otherwise you would've fallen on your back. Hyunjin lifted you up again. "Did you just fall for me?"

You scrunched your nose up in disgust. "You're lucky I love you, otherwise I would've kicked you in the shin by now."

"Oh what? I only heard that you love me" Mocking you, he also fluttered his eyelashes at you.

This idiot was yours and you wouldn't have him any other way. You put your hands on his face to pull him closer for a kiss.

Changbin

You two had decided to take a walk at midnight. Since you both couldn't sleep, why not get a bit of fresh air outside?

"Jisung tripped over some trash today when we were on our way to the fan sign. It was hilarious, I almost peed myself a little."

You chuckled a bit. "That sounds funny as hell. I wish I could've been there."

There it was again: that tiny black cloud of sadness that came into your mind these days whenever you felt like you couldn't spend as much time with your boyfriend as you wanted to.

Changbin seemed to notice as he took your hand in his warm one. "Well, that's why I'm telling you this stuff." He smiled at you.

His thoughtfulness touched you. You stopped walking to wrap one arm around his shoulders to pull him closer.

You looked him deep in the eyes before you kissed him slowly but deeply.

"I love you, Changbin."

His eyes half-closed as he smiled blissfully. "That's the best reaction to an almost-pee story I've ever gotten."

Minho

It was in the late evening. You were lying on the couch watching a really bad dating show on TV when Minho finally came home.

"Babe, I'm home."

"I'm on the couch."

You heard tired feet being dragged over the ground. He stopped in front of the couch closing his eyes for a second. Then, without warning, he let himself fall on top of you. It was not as gentle as it sounds. "Ow, babe, be careful."

"Sorry, I'm just so exhausted." His arms snaked around your tummy and he nuzzled his face between your neck and your shoulder.

You pat his hair. "It's okay, baby, you can relax now."

It wasn't often that Minho let his jokey, cool attitude slip away completely and just let himself be however he was feeling at the moment. But you loved those moments a lot. You enjoyed being with him whatever mood he was in.

"I love you." There was only a slight snoring in return.

Chan

On a recent thrifting trip, you'd found a beautiful A-Line dress. You were currently trying it on in front of your bedroom mirror. It had flowy sleeves that made you feel like a fairy.

"Woah... baby, look at you!" Chan stopped in the doorframe to your bedroom. He just looked at you with big eyes.

You tried to dismiss him with a wave of your hand but he wasn't done.

"You look absolutely gorgeous." He walked up behind you and put his hands around your tummy. He rested his chin on your right shoulder. His eyes were fixated on the mirror in front of you, admiring the view.

"I really like this dress too." You smiled, feeling happy about your recent find.

"No, I'm talking about you. How did I get so lucky?" He pressed a few kisses to the nape of your neck. The moment felt so gentle, you closed your eyes.

After a few moments you turned around and put your arms around Chan's neck, gazing into his eyes.

"Thank you." You stated.

He raised his eyebrows. "What for? I didn't do anything."

"For what you're doing everyday. Thank you for being the best boyfriend ever, single day." His eyes sparkled and he kissed you gently on the forehead.

[punkette1026]

You Are Not My Mom Part 2

Summary:

In the aftermath of Sarah outburst, Joel tries to make you see that Sarah didn't mean what she said and wants you to come back home. However, you're own doubts about your place in the family keeps you from doing that. You didn't know if you were ready to face your daughter and the cruel revelation that you would never be her real mother.

Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Bullying, Pregnancy

Words:6,973

Pedro Pascal Master List

You Are Not My Mom Masterlist

Notes:

Thank you for all the support. Wow and to think that I was going to give this story up and throw it way. I really hope you like part 2. I didn't plan on writing on initially, but you all convinced me to do a part 2.

“Hi mom, can we talk?”

“Does your dad know where you are?” You really hoped that Joel understood your note and didn’t send Sarah over here to apologize before either of you were ready. You didn’t want to hear an unmeaningful apology if she didn’t mean it. You were not in the mood.

“No, he thinks that I’m in my room. Can I please come in? I really need to talk to you,” Sarah pleaded with you. She knew that she had a lot to make up for and it would start with an apology.

Sighing, you sat on the window seal and rubbed your temples. You had a massive headache. “I don’t know Sarah. It’s...it’s just a lot right now okay. I know you hate me right now, so if your dad put you up to this, I don’t want to hear it. Just go home and we can talk about this later alright.”

“Mom, wait please!” Sarah cried out as you went to close the window. “I really am sorry mom. Dad has nothing to do with this, I swear.”

You wanted to believe her, but her words from earlier still hit you strong. This was all happening so fast and too soon. “How...how do I know that you are telling the truth Sarah? How do I know that this isn’t some twisted game of yours to get back at me for whatever I did to you? Whatever it may be Sarah, I didn’t mean to hurt you or make your life miserable.”

 Sarah's eyes began to well up with tears, “I know that mom and I swear that this isn't some trick. I really didn't mean to say what I said. I was just angry, and I took it out on you.”

“Sometimes our true feelings come out when we are angry Sarah. I never meant to make you feel like you weren't my daughter.”

“I know mom, but...”

“Sarah? Sarah Miller, where are you?!” The booming sound of Joel’s voice filled the air behind her.

“Like I said Sarah, you should go back. You're going to give your dad a heart attack and get into trouble."

“But...but” 

Reaching out from the window you gently wiped the tears from her face and thankfully this time she didn't pull away, “no buts Sarah, I promise that tomorrow morning we will all sit down and work this out. For now, though, I need you to go.”

“Sarah!” Joel called out again.

“Go on,” you said a little louder this time. Your heart and voice broke as you saw her bottom lip quivering. Sarah just nodded and hung her head low as she turned around to leave. However, before she got too far, you called out to her to give her some parting words, “Sarah! Just know that I love you with all my heart sweetie. Nothing will ever change that. You will always be my daughter despite how you currently feel or how you think you feel right now. Just remember that and I'll see you tomorrow. I love you.”

Looking back at you with her big brown tear filled eyes, she gave you a small sad smile, “I love you too mom and again I'm sorry. I'll see you tomorrow.”

Hearing the hurt in her voice, you quickly shut the window as a loud sob escaped your lips. It was so loud that Maria came bursting through the door as you slid down to the floor. “Oh my god Y/N, what happened?” She ran over to you and when she looked at the window, she saw a distraught Sarah walking back home. “Was that Sarah? What does she do?”

“She...she...she came over to talk, but...but I just couldn't do it Maria. I... I couldn't get those words of hers out of my mind,” you cried. “I am such a horrible mother!”

“No, you aren't Y/N. Don't you say that! You were just overwhelmed, that's all. It's all going to be okay, you'll see. It was just too soon. You both need to think about what happened and discuss this with her again tomorrow.”

“That’s...that’s what I told her, but she... She just looks so heartbroken.” You couldn't get the look of hers as she walked away out of your mind.

Maria just held you as you cried. She couldn't help but have so much sympathy for you right now. She didn't know what she would do if she was in your shoes. Yes, Sarah was just a kid and yes, she made a mistake, but she needed to learn how her words and attitude could hurt people. Maria knew how hard you tried to make a difference in both her and Joel's lives. You were the missing piece that they were looking for.

“You listen here Y/N, I know how much you are hurting, but I really think this overnight separation will do all three of you some good. You all need time to process your feelings and figure out what to say to each other tomorrow. It's better going into this with everyone thinking straight.”

“I...I guess that I'm just afraid. I'm afraid that we won't get past this, and things will never be the same again. How will I know that this won't happen again? That anytime there is a disagreement or something, that this won't be brought up again?” All of these uncertainties were making your head hurt. The anxiety and fear were really starting to cloud your judgment. Maybe Maria was right, and that it was best to take this time to ease those doubts and feelings. You didn't want to make this worse by rushing into things.

“Those are all valid questions Y/N and maybe tomorrow you'll be able to work those out with Joel and Sarah. For now, though. Let's get you off of this floor and get some food in you. I made us some lunch, and those babies of yours must be starving,” Maria then helped you to your feet and you felt a wave of nausea hit you, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah I'm fine,” you tried to play it off. “You are right, maybe some food will do me some good. Thank you again for everything Maria. I really do appreciate it. I don't know what I would have done without you.”

“Don't mention it. It's what family does. Now let's go eat!”

While you and Maria walked to the kitchen, next door, Joel was going crazy looking for his daughter. He had walked into Sarah’s room to check on her but found the room empty. Panic began to set in as he looked over and saw the window open.

“Sarah! Sarah, where are you?!” He feared that you either took off or worse. “Sarah Miller, answer me now!”

“I'm right here!” She called out to him popping up in the window.

“Jesus Christ Sarah, what are you doing out there? Do you realize how scared I was? Go around to the front,” he raised his voice at her. He didn't mean to yell, but he was just so scared. When he met Sarah at the front door, he took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Joel then began to check her over.

Sarah got frustrated and pushed him away, “Dad, dad stop I'm fine! I only went next door to see mom and to see if I could talk to her. I didn't mean to scare you.”

“Oh, well you still should have told me or at least left a note or something," he huffed as they went to sit on the couch. “What did mom say?”

“She... She barely even spoke to me,” Sarah whispered. “I wanted to apologize and bring her back home, but she just told me that she wasn't ready yet and that she would be home tomorrow. Why won't she come home dad? We can work this out now!”

“Come here baby girl,” Joel cooed to her as he pulled her into a hug. “I want her here too, but we are just going to have to play it by her terms. She is also hurting in this too. I really hope you learned a valuable lesson here Sarah. I do know that she loves you more than anything though. She is right, we will work this out tomorrow and there is no other way around it.”

“Are... Are you sure?”

Joel looked down at his tear soaked daughter, “yes baby girl, with my life. She'll walk through that door tomorrow, we'll sit right here, and you'll get a chance to apologize and explain your behavior. Everything will be fine, you'll see.” 

“She should still come home though. If she needs space, then I can stay in my room. I’ll do whatever she wants.”

Joel could see the desperation on his daughter's face. “Sarah, I know that, but we really need to listen and follow what your mom wants here, even if we don't like it. All this dress isn't good for her or the babies. Let's just let her relax for the night alright. I promise that I'll call her later and extend the offer and try to get her to come home, but we may just have to wait till tomorrow.”

“Alright fine, but in the meantime, can... Can I stay out here with you? It's a little lonely in my room.”

“Of course you can, I would love nothing more. Why don't you go get your stuff? I need to call your uncle Tommy and check up on him while you do that.”

Sarah nodded, but stopped briefly to muster up a smile the best that she could, “I love you dad.”

“I love you too Sarah.”

Later on, that evening after a quiet dinner of just peanut butter and Jelly sandwiches, Sarah and Joel remained in the living room trying to find comfort in each other’s company. Sure, you have left them alone with each other plenty of times over the years and it was always just the two of them before you were in the picture, but this time it was different. It was like the warmth in the house was gone. The usual laughter that also filled the air was now mute, leaving the house cold and quiet.

Getting up to excuse himself for just a few minutes, Joel went upstairs to your room and made sure the door was fully closed behind him, before he sat down on the bed. Pulling out his phone, his finger found your name and hovered over it for just a second. He knew that you needed your space, but he just had to hear your voice.

“Hello,” you tiredly answered after a ring or two.

“Hey darlin, how are you feeling?” He asked you nervously. He hadn't been this nervous since he had asked you to marry him.

“I'm OK, just tired,” you said softly. “How's everything going over there? Sarah in trouble for sneaking over here earlier?”

Joel got off the bed and went over to the window. There he could see you swinging on the porch swing. “No, not at all, but she just about gave me a damn heart attack. She is in trouble for everything else though. Look Y/N, I don't wanna talk about this over the phone. Can I just come see you for a few minutes? Then I'll let you get some rest.”

From where you were sitting, you could see Joel standing in the window looking down at you, “Yes, you can come down here. I think it will be good for us to speak and figure things out before tomorrow. Besides, I miss that grumpy face of yours.”

“It's not grumpy,” Joel mumbled as he walked downstairs. “And you are right, we do need to talk. Let me get Sarah settled then I'll head over okay.”

“OK sounds good, I love you, Joel.”

“I love you too darlin.”

Sarah watched as he hung up the phone and went to put on his jacket, “Where are you going?”

“Next door real quick. Why don't you go get ready for bed and I'll be back in a while,” he told her.

She quickly jumped to her feet, “Are you going to see mom? Can I go?”

“I'm afraid not right now okay. Your mom and I need to discuss some things first. You'll get your chance, I promise now off to bed.”

“Fine, but can you at least tell her I said hi,” she pouted.

“Of course, I will. And just so you know, I’m proud of you Sarah. You know, for trying to step up and doing the right thing. That you are willing to make amends for your actions to your mother,” he told her as walked her to her room.

“Thanks dad and you are right, she never deserved any of that. She has only been gone for a few hours and I already miss her,” she said sadly. 

“You and me both kid. Let me just try to talk to her okay. You don’t need to be worried about anything else right now.”

“Okay, are you going to be gone long?”

Joel looked at his watch and saw that it was already getting late, “I don’t know, but you just try to get some rest. If you need anything, I’ll be next door. Just text me.” He then placed a kiss on the top of her head and sent her to bed.

Feeling like Sarah was going to be okay for the night, Joel went to the kitchen to quickly make him a cup of coffee and you, some tea. It was something that he would do when you two would stay up late talking whether it was just catching up on the day's events or just snuggling up on the back porch next to the fire pit that he built. It was actually one of your favorite things to do. 

When both cups were ready to go, Joel carefully picked them up and began making his way to you, hoping that he didn’t burn himself along the way. 

You couldn’t help but smile as you watched him walk through the grass with such concentration, “Took you long enough Miller. Thought you ditched me.”

“I would never doll. I just thought you would like some tea before bed,” he then handed you your cup as he took a seat next to you. 

“Thank you,” you smiled weakly at him. “Man, what I wouldn’t kill for an actual drink right now.”

Joel just shook his head and grabbed your blanket that had fallen to the floor. “I know, what a rough day huh?”

“You can say that again. How did things get so out of control so fast? When I woke up this morning, I never thought I would be sitting here hiding from my daughter who hates me.”

“She doesn’t hate you doll,” he told you and pulled you into him. “Far from it. I know for a fact that she didn’t mean what she said. Sarah was just going through some things and took all her frustrations out on you.”

“That still doesn’t make it right Joel. Yes, I know that she is still a kid, but Sarah needs to know that she can’t lash out like that on people that love and care about her. I thought we taught her better than that and I thought we taught her that if there is a problem, she could always come to us.”

Joel could see the discomfort on your face as he brought his hands up and took it into his hands, “I know that darlin and so does Sarah. I’m not going to sit here and make excuses for her. She made a mistake and now she is paying for it. She was in the wrong 100%. That’s why she tried to come over and see you earlier. She wants to make it up to you and let you in on what has been going on with her.”

“And I do appreciate that Joel, but I just wasn’t ready to hear it yet. Everything just happened so fast, and I needed time to process everything.” Even after your talk with Maria, you still had plenty of worries and doubts.

“Yeah, I guess you are right,” Joel sighed. “We really want you to come home though. I know it’s just an overnight separation, but this is killing us. Home just isn’t the same knowing that you are over here hurting. Despite how much we want to work things out with you, I don’t want to pressure you into anything that is going to make you uncomfortable. Just like I told Sarah, we are going to go at your pace. Whenever you are ready to work things out, I’ll be there to help you both in any way that I can.”

“I...I guess I just need a couple of reassurances before I do come back Joel.” 

He quickly nodded his head up and down as he was willing to do anything to get you to come back to him. “Yes darlin, whatever you want. Whatever is going to allow us to move on from this and get you and Sarah talking.”

Sitting up more, you placed your cup on the floor, so you could take his hands into yours, “I don't mean to sound like a bitch or come off as controlling Joel, but I just don't want this to happen again, and I am terrified that it will.”

“I promise you that it won't darlin. I assure you that this will never happen again. Just tell me what I can do to make you understand that.”

“Well for one, we still need to come into this as a team. I’m afraid that and I know I may be reaching here, but I'm afraid that when the babies get here and as they get older, I don't want me not being Sarah's biological mother to come into play. I don't want that to be used on me in any way. I AM the mother to all three of our kids. Then I need to know that this will not become a habit either. That the next time that Sarah gets into trouble, she won't want to speak to me or see me, because I'm not her real parent and you are. Hearing her say those words really hurt me, Joel. I have spent most of the evening sitting here questioning if I have been a good mother figure to her and if I will be a good mother to the babies. And maybe I am being a little selfish here, but I don't like this feeling of having my kids hating me.”

You burst into tears and Joel immediately took you into his arms, “Oh doll, she doesn't hate you, I swear. I am so fucking sorry that she made you feel this way. You are not a bad mother at all. I can guarantee that. You are fucking fantastic. Sarah and the babies are damn lucky to have you as their mom. I promise you that this will never happen again. I think Sarah has learned her lesson too. I have never seen that girl walk around with so much guilt and shame on her shoulders. When we sit down and talk, I will let her know that we are her parents whether she likes it or not and that while I'll admit, I have been a little lenient with her with because this is the first time something like this has happened, but the next time something disrespectful like this comes out of her mouth again, there will be more severe consequences. You just need to hear her out Y/N. Everything will sort of make sense then I hope.”

“You…you swear?”

“Of course I do doll. Sarah keeps asking me the same thing and just like I told her, I promise you with my life, that everything is going to work out. You just have to trust me,” he gently reached out and wiped the tears from your eyes. “Besides I don’t think I will be able to sleep without you. This old man needs all the sleep that he can get before these two little rugrats get here.”

You looked down at where he had placed his hand on your belly, “You aren't that old Joel and I thought you said that you don't need that much sleep anyways?” You hated it when, even if he was playing, when he called himself old. He wasn’t that old, and he had the stamina of men your age.

“I don’t need that much sleep when it comes to mommy and daddy time, but I have a feeling these little ones are going to give me a run for my money,” he smiled as he felt the babies fluttering underneath his hand. “So will you come home, or do you still need time to yourself?”

If he had asked you that over the phone, you would have said no, but after having the face to face conversation with him and having him try to ease your doubts, that gave you the reassurances that you were looking for. “Yes Joel, I'll come home. I honestly don't think that I would be able to sleep that much without you either. Do you think we can stay here just for a little while longer? It's peaceful out here.”

“Of course, doll, whatever you want. Oh, and before I forget, Sarah told me to tell you hi. Like I said, she is really trying.”

“And I appreciate that. Hopefully when we all wake up in the morning, we can talk. For now, though, I just want to sit here and look at the stars.”

So that is what the two of you did. The two of you remained on the porch just making small talk and looking at the stars till you got quiet. When Joel looked down, he found you fast asleep, snuggling into his chest. It was time to go home now.

“Come on doll, let's get you to bed,” he whispered softly to you as he moved a stray hair out of your face.

“Carry me,” you mumbled as you wrapped your arms around his neck and snuggled deeper into him. 

“You are such a brat, but I love it,” he chuckled to himself, but nevertheless lifted you into his arms and made sure that he didn’t jostle you around too much.

As he carefully carried you down the steps, Tommy opened the door to come and check on you. “Oh, hey bro, what are you doing here?” He and Maria were trying to give you some space, so they didn’t see Joel come over.

“I came over to talk with Y/N and try to talk some sense into her about coming home,” Joel explained. “She agreed to it by the way, so I'm not trying to kidnap her or anything.”

Tommy chuckled as he leaned against the door frame, “It's all good. Maria and I discussed things too and were about to come and tell her the same. This whole situation sucks, but she should be at home with you.”

“I agree and after a good night's rest for everyone, we aren't leaving the damn house until we get everyone on the same page.”

“Good, do you need any help bringing her in?”

“Yeah, if you don't mind. Once I get her into bed, I'll come over and get her things.”

Tommy nodded and followed his brother to his house making sure to open the door for him, so Joel didn’t disturb you so much. Joel then carried you upstairs and got you ready for bed. He realized just how exhausted you were as he was able to strip you out of your jeans and tuck you into bed without waking you up.

“I love you doll,” he whispered to you and placed a kiss on your lips before heading back downstairs. “Thanks for your help, Tommy. I really appreciate it.”

“Anytime bro,” Tommy patted his brother on his back as they went to head over to Tommy’s.

The sounds of a door opening stopped them. “Dad, Uncle Tommy, what are you doing here? Is everything okay?” Sarah asked, peeking out of her door.

“Everything is fine baby girl. Go back to bed. Tommy was just helping me get your mom inside.”

Sarah's eyes lit up, “What, mom's home? Where is she?” She rushed out of the room trying to spot you.

“Whoa, whoa hold on there,” Joel stopped her. “Yes, she is home, but she is upstairs sleeping. You can go see her in the morning. Why don't you go back to your room, and I'll come see you when I'm done.”

“Fine, but can I at least get a glass of water first?”

“Sure, but then it’s right to bed young lady and I mean it. I'll be back in a bit.”

Once he and Tommy left, Sarah huffed as she went to the kitchen. Filling up her glass of water, Sarah couldn’t help but anxiously tap her foot. While she was happy that Joel had somehow got you to come home, the need to see you and physically see that you were home, didn’t allow Sarah to listen to her father. So, she set her cup down and headed upstairs to see you.

She slowly made her way up the stairs with them creaking with every step that she took. Walking down the hall, Sarah's heart began to race. With a shaky hand, she slowly opened the door and peeked inside. To her surprise, she didn’t see you in bed like Joel said that you were. Inside, the sheets were thrown back, but she could see your shoes on the floor. “Mom?” she called out to the empty room.

“Joel?” She heard a call from the bathroom. That's when you walked out half asleep, having changed into your pajamas. “Oh Sarah…umm, h-hi.”

“H-hi mom…” Sarah said awkwardly. “I umm…I thought dad said that you were asleep.”

“I was, but I had to get up and use the bathroom,” you told her. “It's getting late, shouldn’t you be in bed too?” You quickly winced, “I…I mean it's just that it's been a long day and all. If your dad said that you could stay up, that’s fine. I didn’t mean to boss you around.”

“Mom, mom, stop please, it's okay,” Sarah stopped you as she heard the panic in your voice. “Dad actually told me to go to bed, but I-I just wanted to see you one last time. I know that you said that we could talk tomorrow, but I just really needed to tell you that I was sorry again. I know that you don't believe me, but I really am sorry mom. I didn't mean to chase you away.”

As much as you didn't want to be having this conversation right now, there was no way that you were going to turn her away again. “Sarah, come sit,” you told her as you sat on the bed, “You, you didn't really chase me away. I mean it did play a part, but I really needed to get out and clear my head. Since you were so keen on talking with your father, I decided to give you and I some space. And it's…it's hard for me to believe you when I saw and felt the anger coming out of you. I really don't know what I did to make you hate me so much.”

“I don't hate you mom, I swear. I-I was just angry and took it out on you,” she explained as tears filled her eyes. “S-see, there is this group of girls at school that have been giving me a hard time, especially when they brought you into it.”

“Bring me into it? But why? What did I do?”

Sarah looked down like she was ashamed, “They were making fun of me for having such a young mom. They kept calling you a gold digger and that's why I punched one of them. They just wouldn't stop.”

You gasped and your face grew red with embarrassment and anger. You felt totally guilty. In the beginning of you and Joel's relationship, your age gap caused whispers amongst your friends and family. Neither of you cared though. You loved each other and that's all that mattered to you and Sarah was too young to understand or care about why people whispered about you two. Never once did you think as she got older, that her peers would start doing the same. 

“Sarah, I am so sorry. I-I didn't even think about how you felt about mine and your dad's relationship. You have never said anything or showed that it bothered you until now, so we didn't even stop and think about your feelings. Does…does…it really bother you?”

Sarah shook her head, “No, it never did, because I didn’t care. It's just that they kept bringing it up every single day for the past month and then they started to say things like you were only with dad for his money and that these babies were going to be some sort of meal ticket, at least I think that's what they said. I guess I just let it all go to my head. I let myself believe what they were saying, and I took my anger out on you.”

“Listen to me Sarah Miller, none of those things are true, I can promise you that. Your dad and I love each other regardless of how much older he is than me and it’s only really like a ten year difference. And I don’t care about how much money he has. He could be poor and living out of his car and I would still love him. The only things I need in life are you, him, and these babies. Nothing else matters,” you reached out and took her hands into yours. 

“I know you do mom and I know those girls were just looking to make trouble. But…but it wasn't just those things either,” she admitted. “They…they were saying things like how you must be glad that I’m only your step daughter. That there was no way that you would want me as your biological daughter. That…that you don’t really love me.”

Hearing the cry that came out of her mouth, you pulled her into your arms and held her tight. Tears of your own ran down your cheeks as you rocked her. “Oh sweetheart, I do love you. I love you with all my heart. You are my girl whether you share my blood or not. I could never imagine my life without you in it. Did you know that before I met you or your dad, I never wanted kids or a family. I always thought that I was going to be alone forever. Then all it took was meeting you and I instantly changed my mind. I wanted to be your dad’s wife and your momma.”

“R-really?”

“Yes, really Sarah. You made me realize what I was missing in my life. I loved spending every moment that I had with you. I loved and still love going out and doing all those girly things that your dad doesn’t like doing. I love sitting on the couch with you gossiping or you helping me out with dinner. I swear to you Sarah, the day that you called me mom, that was one of the best days of my life. I have never once thought of you as my step daughter. You ARE my daughter, and you will always be.”

“And…and when I said that you weren’t my mom?”

Ugh, just hearing her say those words again tore you apart. “It was one of the worst things ever, Sarah. It broke me to hear you say that. It was like my entire world shattered. It felt like I didn't have a purpose anymore, because I loved being your mom.”

“I-I sorry mom. I-I never meant to make you feel that way. I was just mad, and I guess jealous that the babies were going to have a connection to you that I would never get to have. Instead of talking to you and dad about it, I just chose to hold it in and then lash out at you.”

“Like I said earlier Sarah, blood means nothing to me. You are equally as my daughter just as much as these babies are. No one is going to treat you any differently. Not on my watch. I just really hope that you learned just how much your words can affect people Sarah.” You never wanted her to treat anyone disrespectfully again just because she was angry and refused to talk about it. 

“Yes mom, I definitely learned my lesson,” she nodded. “I know that I should have told you about the bullying sooner and I should have never hit that girl either. Instead, I should have told a teacher or even the principal.”

“Well, as much as I do not condone violence, I think I will let this one slide. Also, I know it might sound crazy and I am now way rewarding you, because I stand by whatever punishment that your dad gave you, but I want to give you something.” You then got up and went over to your jewelry box. You pulled the item out from its box and went to sit back down beside Sarah. “This locket has been passed down to every first born daughter in the family. My mom gave it to me and now. I want to give it to you.”

Handing it to her, Sarah’s eyes lit up as she inspected the locket that Joel had told her about too. It was a 14k gold heart shaped locket that hung on a simple gold chain. Various small hummingbirds, a family symbol throughout the years, were engraved on it with a tiny keyhole in the middle. 

“Press this button here,” you showed her as you pointed to the tiny ribbon looking button on the side. 

When Sarah pressed it and it popped open, on the inside was a small picture of you and her that Joel had taken last year. “Wow, thank you mom!” Sarah said happily as she gave you a big hug. “I love it! Does this mean that you forgive me now?”

“Yes Sarah, I forgive you. Just please promise me that you will come and talk to me the next time something is bothering you okay,” you pleaded with her.

“I promise mom. Can you put it on me? I want to wear it to bed,” she asked as she handed you the locket back and turned around. With pleasure, you happily put it on her and smiled brightly. You had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Looking down at the locket secured nicely on her neck, Sarah gave you another big hug, “Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you so much!”

“I love you too Sarah and thank you for letting me be your mom,” you hugged her back.

Just then loud thumping filled the room as Joel sprinted up the stairs and threw the door open, startling the both of you. “Dad!” “Joel!”

“Jesus there you are!” He breathed heavily. “You need to stop sneaking off Sarah Miller!”

The both of you just laughed at his grumpy out of breath red face. “I’m sorry dad, but Mom and I were just talking.”

Joel saw the locket wrapped around her neck and smiled. That was a good sign that you two had hopefully made up. “Oh yeah, and?”

“And everything is perfect,” you smiled and walked over to him. “It is getting pretty late though, so I think it’s time that we go to bed. We can finish talking in the morning. I have a feeling we will all be sleeping in.”

“If we all wake up late, do you think we can all go out for breakfast?” Sarah asked, trying not to get her hopes up. She knew that she didn’t deserve anything else after the way that she had acted.

You and Joel just looked at each other and neither of you seemed to have an issue with that request. “Yeah, I guess that will be fine. Just as long as you stay in your room this time. I swear the both of you are going to give me a damn heart attack.”

“Oh, don’t be such a big baby,” you rolled your eyes at him. 

“Yeah dad, we already have two on the way and I don’t think we need anymore,” Sarah also chimed in. Things were already starting to go back to normal.

“Haha, very funny,” he pouted. “Those babies better be boys. I’m getting tired of being outnumbered here.”

You just huffed and leaned up to place a kiss on his pouty lips. “Sorry baby, but I have a feeling that we have two little girls in the way. You better get used to being a girl dad. What do you think, Sarah?”

She thought about it and shrugged her shoulders, “I really don’t have a preference. I’ll be happy with brothers or sisters. Heck, maybe it’s both!”

“Yeah, that could be it too. I wouldn’t mind one of each,” you smiled. “Anyways, off to bed missy. We will finish giving your dad a hard time in the morning.” You looked up at Joel who was rolling his eyes at you.

“Okay, I love you mom,” she hugged you tightly. Tonight, her hugs felt just a little more special. 

“I love you too sweetie.”

Sarah then gave Joel a hug of his own, “I love you too dad.”

“I love you too baby girl. Sleep tight.”

Once she went back to her room this time, Joel took you into his arms. “How are you really doing doll? You figure everything out?”

“Yes, like I said, everything is perfect. We talked things out and I think that I can put all my doubts aside. I know this will never happen again. Oh, and just so you know, the school is going to get one hell of a phone call on Monday. No one bullies my daughter and gets away with it.”

“Okay easy there momma bear. Let’s wait to go full nuke mode until after your doctor’s appointment. Right now, I just want to get you into bed and have some snuggle time till we fall asleep.”

“Or…we can stay up just a little while longer,” you bit your lip as you slowly began to undo the button of his flannel.

Joel’s eyebrows rose as he caught on, “Oh yeah, yeah, we can do that too. In fact, I insist on it.” He then lifted you up and placed you back on the bed. Needless to say, neither of you went to bed for a while.

Monday morning came around too quickly after a nice relaxing weekend. The three of you hung out around the house watching movies and took Sarah out to brunch like she had asked. Now the three of you were at your doctor’s appointment getting ready for your ultrasound. 

“So that will let us see the babies?” Sarah asked the doctor. She had asked a million questions already and the doctor didn’t seem to mind as she answered every single one. Both you and Joel decided that you wanted to involve her more in the pregnancy as this was a big transition.

“Yes, it will. We’ll be able to see how big they are and everything,” the doctor explained. “Are we wanting to know what the genders are if it’s possible?”

You wanted to, but you looked at Joel to see if it was okay with him too. “It’s up to you doll,” he smiled. “I’m okay with whatever you want.”

Taking his hand, you gave it a firm squeeze and turned back to the doctor, “That would be wonderful, yes please.”

“Alright then, let’s take a look.” The doctor then put the wand on your growing belly. After doing a quick check up on the babies and answering more of Sarah’s questions, she then began looking for the genders. “Well, if my eyes aren’t deceiving me, I would say…congratulations mommy and daddy, you are having…two little boys!”

Your eyes instantly filled with tears as you looked over at Joel who had a proud grin on his face. He got his boys. “Now who is outnumbered,” he laughed as he leaned down and placed a kiss on your lips.

“I guess you really are my number one girl aren’t you,” you said to Sarah as she intensely stared at the ultrasound photo that the doctor gave her.

“Yeah, I guess I am. Us women need to stick together now. We are surrounded by Miller men.”

“I think that we can handle it. We are smarter than them anyways,” you winked at her.

“Hey,” Joel pouted. “That’s not fair. Can we please refrain from ganging up on me till the boys get here. I need my backup.”

Both you and Sarah just looked at each other and laughed. Joel pretended to be angry, but inside, he was ecstatic. He was so glad that his girls worked everything out. He missed their laughter and sparkle that the two of you had when you were together. While he wished that things didn’t play out the way that they did, he felt like his family came out stronger in the end. Now he couldn’t wait till his little boys got there, so you all could be one big happy family. It was a dream come true..

@dontjudgemyobsessionpls @goldenhxurs @tupelomiss @szde8-blog @missladym1981 @sullyrocky44 @starry-eyes-love @jasminedragoon

[kaycode1999]

Hazbin Hotel as Brooklyn 99 quotes pt.11

*Everyone is helping decorate for Charlie and Vaggie’s wedding. Lucifer walks into the main hall and sees Alastor with a large Balloon arch*

Lucifer *in surprise*: Whoa, you really made the balloon arch.

Alastor: Made? No. I birthed her. There's no form more graceful than the arch, no object more whimsical than the balloon.

Lucifer: Yes, you and I think that, but what will Vaggie think?

Alastor: Good point. Vaggie would want a much, much bigger balloon arch. Back to the balloon store.

*leaves to get more ballons*

Later

*Talking next to an even bigger balloon arch*

Alastor: While Charlie stares at Vaggie, we'll all be staring at her.

Lucifer *hesitantly*: Yes we will.

Alastor: She's truly breathtaking. there's a double meaning to that. The breath that it takes to inflate all those balloons. Of course, I used the hand pump, but the bon mot still works.

*loud crashing sound as Husk comes walking into the room*

Lucifer: Oh no, what's happening? Someone tell me what's happening.

Husk: I got some more bad news.

Husk *seeing the huge balloon arch*: Oh wow, that thing's huge. Didn't Vaggie want things to be classy? I mean she's getting married not finishing a marathon.

Alastor: So says the hair guy, stay in your lane bucko. Right, Lucifer?

Lucifer: The arch sucks! I'm sorry, I didn't want to say anything because Charlie wants us to get along and you were so excited, but the truth is-every time I look at it I want to die, and take you with me.

Alastor: Well, I wish you'd said something before I spent all day making it. Of course, you didn't want to burst my bubble- pun intended.

Alastor *materializing a needle out of thin air*: and then you did

*Starts popping several balloons while glaring at Lucifer and Husk*

The Next Day

*Vaggie knocks on Alastors door and Alastor pokes his head out*

Alastor: Yeah?

Vaggie: Um, I just wanted to thank you for all your help yesterday.

Alastor: I didn't do much. It was nothing. Good day

*Starts to shut the door but Vaggie puts a foot in the way to stop it*

Vaggie *suspicious*: What's going on?

Alastor: Just very busy. Get back to whatever you were doing

Vaggie: Wait, what do you have in there?

Pushes through the door and Alastor closes it behind her as she takes in the ballon arch

Alastor: A balloon arch.

Vaggie *nearly in tears in awe*: Oh my God Alastor, she is magnificent.

Alastor *Yelling happily* : Vindication!

[princess-of-the-corner]

Sorry, just discovered your public knowledge au, its hilarious. I think 'realistically' I like the Only Miraculous wielders & whoever they tell knows version as it could feel a bit less cracky though it'd still beg why they don't bring other heroes in to collectively stomp Gabriel as they know his location. Though that just has me imagining him palming it off on his various rich friends like a hot potato. Anyway two main thoughts:

`1: For the just Holders know AU, Gabriel owns up to his motives right away & almost convinces the kids. Except Fu shows up & reveals that its basically a monkeys paw and more people will die if he makes is wish. Gabriel insists he s smart enough to work around that (He also just doesn't care) but Tikki & Plagg are like, "Literally we have no control over this, it goes to shit every single time, sorry."

In essence, its his ego and control freak nature that mean Gabriel refuses to give up even when he and everyone else know he should quit. Its probably kind of a sad/rough start for Adrien especially, but also leads to very quick positive vibes with Marinette & more direct mentorship.

2: Rogercop be like

Chloe: Well, seeing as you won't do your damn job, how about our classes two super heroes show you up? Adrien: I am one hundred percent down for that except I can't find Plagg! Marinette: Ya know I've wanted to try this anyway, Luck Charm! (Gets a Plagg doll with his head snuck in the bracelet) Well that answers that.

Later

Tikki: How did you even get stuck we can phase through soli matter.., Oh this is interesting and maybe concerning. Chloe: What can it do magic, is it a Miraculous? Plagg: Well its tied to a Miraculous, where'd you find this?

Chloe: Back of my mothers cupboard? Andre: You aren't meant to have that (Tries to snatch) Chloe: Why, what is it!? Can it do magic?

Andre: If by magic you mean mind control you- don't break it you'll explode! Chloe: Why do you own a mind controlling bracelet that only works on me and kills me if it breaks and why was it in a fucking dust covered pile of half forgotten trash!? Andre: ... Its your mot- Gabriel's fault, blame him, now I have a meeting to get to bye! (Runs away)

Butterflies appear Adrien: Dad, glad you could... Make it. Gabriel: Well I am here now, also the Amok's treatment is very much 'not' my fault, it is like that because your parents don't love you.

Adrien: DAD! Gabriel: I am a magical empath son, I know it to be true, your mother and I were much more careful with your Amok & sealed it away so it could never be used against you or damaged. Those two tossed it in a cupboard once they realized it couldn't just rewrite a babies personality, or any personality, to not need things like food or affection, if they hadn't already made the announcement they'd have probably smashed it or given it away. Gabriel: By it I mean Chloe.

Chloe: Oh... (Uses the Amok to turn herself 'off' IE pass out) Gabriel: Dammit, I was hoping the truth would cause her to explode in a rage never before seen and become my most powerful Akuma! I can't even use this self destructive self loathing, she's too depressed to even transform! (Leaves)

Honestly this started out kind of funny then I made myself sad.

Gabriel: I wonder if I should mention the sister they had made as a replacement. That one didn't turn out how they wanted either but they did skip the baby phase.

GOD the chaos there.

But also yeah the AU is mostly crack because tbh I can't see an identity reveal happening that doens't immediately lead to an ending one way or another.

But also OOF.

[chickenkurage]

OKAY OKAY OKAY.... CHAPTER 5 OF ATG... WHAT IN THE WORLD OH MY GOSH HOW MUCH DID DJ HAD TO GO THROUGH- FIRST HIS PARENTS AND NOW THE LOSS OF HIS OWN FOUND FAMILY TO HIS BEST FRIEND LEAVING HIM TO ROT, WHAT THE FRICK-

FIRST OF ALL, THEM TALKING ABOUT THE STARS AND SAYING HOW DJ SAYING HE WANTS TO SEE THE REAL STARS ONE DAY IS JUST.... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IT SOMEHOW HITS ME- REMINDS ME OF THAT ONE UNDERTALE DIALOGUE: "what's a star? Can you touch it? Can you eat it? Can you kill it?... Are you a star?" IT JUST SUDDENLY REMINDED ME OF THAT!!! ARE THEY REALLY FORESHADOWING THEMSELVES ABOUT LOSING EACH OTHER BECAUSE MY GOSH- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DJ IS STILL TRYING TO REACH ALAN DESPITE HIS WOUND AND WORDS, HE'S TRYING TO PROVE HIMSELF SO HE CAN BE SEEN AS A USEFUL PERSON TOWARDS HIM, HOW HE IS STILL WILLING TO HELP HIM EVEN THOUGH HE NEEDS REST TO RECOVER FROM THAT SHOT, BUT I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE THE HORROR ON HIS FACE WHEN HE SAW ALAN WEARING THE WEAPON, THE VERY THING HE WASTED THE REST OF HIS LIFE ON, OH MY GOSH HE MUST'VE BEEN FEELING A LOT OF EMOTIONS THERE- WE GOT SOME POV OF HOW DJ IS DOING NOW!!! SEEMS TO BE SOMEWHAT ALRIGHT BUT ALSO NOT BECAUSE THE WORDS ARE STILL STABBED INTO HIS HEART LIKE A LITERAL BULLET, BUT YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DJ AND VICTIM MEETING!!! I WAS ALREADY THINKING ABOUT IF DJ WILL SAY ANYTHING TO VICTIM AND THE OTHERS ABOUT ALA- NOOGAI, OR MAYBE THEY'LL FOUND OUT AT DJ WAS ACTUALLY ONCE A CLOSE FRIEND OF NOOGAI AND HE HELPED HIM SO LONG AGO, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THESE SCENARIOSSSSSSSSSS!!! I DID NOT EXPECT HIS PARENTS IN THIS TO BE LIKE THIS, HIS MOTHER DISTANCING HERSELF HIM AND HE TOOK IT AS KINDNESS FOR FREEDOM UNTIL THE REALIZATION HITS, HOW HE WAS KNOWN TO REASSEMBLE HIS FATHER BUT HATES THE IDEA OF BECOMING SOMEONE HE DESPISES A LOT, STAYING AT ALAN'S SEEMS LIKE IT'S THE ONLY HOPE FOR HIM TO SPEND HIS LIFE HAPPILY INSTEAD AT HIS FATHERS. DANG I DIDN'T EXPECT HIM TO PICK A WHOLE GOSH DANG FIGHT IN THAT BAR, THAT ALCOHOL REALLY DID SOMETHING TO HIM WITH THE NUMBNESS AND BLOOD ALL AROUND HIM, NOOOOOOOO HIM AND ALAN GOING THROUGH THE SAME THING AT THE SAME TIME BEFORE AFTER KAORI AND THE CHILDREN HAD PASSED, EXPECT DJ IS WILLING TO HELP ALAN AND MOVE FORWARD SLOWLY BIT BY BIT, WHILE ALAN REFUSES AND LEAVES HIM TO CONTINUE ON WITH HIS OWN PATH OF VENGEANCE, LEAVING SOMEONE WHO WAS THERE FOR YOU THE WHOLE ENTIRE TIME, LITERALLY AFTER EVERYTHING, HOW MUCH DOES DJ GO THROUGH IN THIS, INCLUDING ALAN TOO OFC OH MY GOSH- READING VICTIM AND DJ STARGAZING TOGETHER ALREADY GAVE ME PARALLELS, AND DJ SAYING THE STARS AREN'T REAL LIKE HOW ALAN DID BEFORE, AND VICTIM SAYING THOSE FAMILIAR REALLY MUST HAVE HIT DJ SOMEHOW-

SO MUCH IS HAPPENING ALREADY OH MY GOSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! SOMEONE GET THIS DJ TO THE AA HOUSE ASP, RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW, AND EVEN LET KOM!DJ HELP OUT TOO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMGEY YOU'RE WRITING IS IMPRESSIVE AS HECK AND KILLING ME!!!

DJ has been doomed from the start xDDD.

The stars were indeed a metaphor!! And how DJ loves those "Fake Stars" even if it was fake, he still found beauty in it, like how he did with Alan and his family :'')). The stars can be both a foreshadowing and a metaphor with Alan and DJ, with the stars being both fake and out of reach from DJ, just like he is with Alan (oop)

And the Undertale quote, oh my goodness i agree :000

And ahh DJ backstory, super dope xDDDD. We can see here how much of a family Alan and Kaori really are to DJ, it really shows that DJ really loves them both, and losing them both is just......im sad for him.

Alan is so busy with his own world building that he completely forgot about his best friend DD": It's just not fair, clearly, it's not just Alan who is a bit messed up in the head now XDD.

And yipee ond DJ and Vic friendship XDD, Vic being so playful and DJ is the one that has no energy LMAOO. It's a duo we did not ask for but a duo we need.

And God, DJ and his mother. It's so fucked up that he thought what his mother was doing a form of love and freedom until he realized his mother just wants him gone :'')

And we know how DJ always puts his friends first before himself, that's why when Kaori and the kids died, DJ pushed his grief so far back just so he could help Alan to the point he completely forgot that he too has the right to grieve over them because Kaori was like a sister to him.

And Victim reminding of DJ the memory of when he used to stargaze and Alan would always mention that the stars are fake as a way to tease him. It is a parallel, being the first line in the chapter with DJ saying he wanted to see the real stars and fast forward to Victim saying he too wants to see the real stars. PAIN

DJ does need to meet the AA, those Alans would give him all the love he needs and maybe Snow would help him xDDD. KOM DJ would definitely try to cheer ATG DJ up!!

And oh my goodness, thank you, i want to write the story as a more of character study type. ATG DJ isn't an interesting guy, he has no powers, he has no flashy tricks up his sleeve, he is just him.

His friend left him, his sister Kaori died and his nephew and niece, and he's all alone trying to deal with the pain and hurt that was left. Maybe he gave too much love to other people that he forgot to give himself some as well :((.

The AU may have fooled you guys, thinking it would be all about ATG Alan and his cool and revenge escapades, or even Victim and his brothers goofing around. But in reality, we would just look at the AU in DJ's eyes. There's nothing cool about it, and there is nothing fun about it.

Let's just hope DJ and Alan would finally talk - S

[mybookstorecarlovinghusbands]

Forever Starts Tonight

Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley take on a whole new adventure!

Pairing: Aziraphale x Crowley, Nephilim!Daughter!Reader

Warning: Angst, fluff, the whole shebang. The use of Y/n. Mentions of torture and injuries. ALSO was written based on what information we had back when S1 came out, so this doesn't correlate with what happened in S2.

Notes: THIS WAS WRITTEN BACK IN 2019 and I just logged back into this account after Season 2 so I didn't even realize this was in my draft until now 🙃

It’s kind of a Supernatural!AU, given that their lore is different from Good Omens’ lore so I mixed it up a little. Read the narrative in our Frances McDormand's God voice. Enjoy!

~~~~~~~~~

This story all starts when the demon Crowley is waiting for his angel, Aziraphale, to return to his -now their- flat from ‘an expedition of finding the Holy Grail of exquisite books’... the angel’s words, not Crowley’s. The demon himself was bored while waiting up for Aziraphale, so he ordered Chinese and began to channel surf to see what was on television. It wasn’t long after that did he hear the door open and close within seconds of each other, causing Crowley to look up from the couch to see Aziraphale standing in the doorway with a bundle of pink blankets nestled in his arms.

“Oh, somebody's sake, no. Not again.” 

“I can explain!” The angel squeaked out right away, clearing his throat nervously as Crowley just leans further into the couch while eyeing him expectedly through his shades, eyebrows raised in question.

After several moments of utter silence, Crowley’s lips caved into an amused smirk, “I’m waiting.”

“Right! Yes, well, um,” Aziraphale cleared his throat again, “I heard rumors. Rumors around Heaven and I was curious, I couldn’t help it. What I’m saying is that it’s not my fault and I couldn’t just leave her there and-!”

“Alright alright, slow down, Angel. No need to accidentally combust and set the child aflame,” Crowley waved off while pushing himself to stand up, leaning on one hip lazily while eyeing the pink blankets, his hands digging into his pockets, “Now what rumor exactly are those panty-twisting winged bastards spreading up there?”

“Oh! Uh... well,” Aziraphale tries to smile, his free hand reaching up and unwrapping the blankets to reveal the tiny pink face that Crowley was expecting to be under the bundles but in all honesty, even he admits that he wasn’t prepared for how disgustingly cute she was. She was definitely cuter than Adam when he was a baby, and he could confirm that as Aziraphale continued, “What I heard was that Gabriel had been with a human.”

“He, what?” Crowley sputtered, utterly shocked, “Are you telling me that that’s a Nephilim? A child of a human and a bloody angel?”

“Technically, an archangel, but yes,” Aziraphale hummed, unknowingly swaying his own body to gently rock the baby in his arms, “I didn’t believe it at first. Gabriel is always against such things, but, now that I think about it, she was conceived around the time Armaggedon was supposed to happen and Gabriel was pretty furious at the time.”

“So he took his frustration out on some poor woman?” Crowley answered his own question with a deep whistle, “That’s low, even for me.”

“I know,” Aziraphale smiled softly, and Crowley wished he could take it back just to spite him, but quickly swallowed down that idea as he watches the angel practically beam down at the baby while whispering sweet nothings to the sleeping infant.

The fact that Crowley thought it was such a beautiful scene horrified him as he quickly clears his own throat to grab Aziraphale’s attention again, “So what exactly are you doing with the Nephilim?”

The angel sighs in defeat, “Well, unfortunately, Y/n’s mother... passed away after giving birth to her and, well, you know Gabriel, so I just thought--”

“Did you seriously name the poor thing Y/n?” Crowley smirked ever so slightly, walking around the couch to meet the angel in the doorway.

“N-No!” Aziraphale stammered, “Her mother did right before she died. I wouldn’t dare change it if that’s what her mother wanted.”

“And so you just decided that we would take her in, a Nephilim, and raise on our own like some normal human family?”

Aziraphale swallowed something sharp in his throat as he looked down at the baby instead of Crowley, absolutely terrified at what expression he might see. Although he will admit, he was curious about the wording of ‘we’ since he said no such thing of the two of them raising this child together. He knows that Crowley has always been about ‘us’ and ‘our side’ but Aziraphale wasn’t sure just how far Crowley was willing to go in doing things together. He would understand if Crowley was against this, given that if she wanted to, one day, Y/n could just burn a demon such as himself alive just by looking at him. Nephilim were extraordinarily powerful beings, and that is why it’s illegal for angels to procreate with humans. They’re extremely dangerous when provoked. Granted, not as powerful as the Antichrist but still, terrifying. 

“I- I- I mean,” Aziraphale flushed, “My thoughts were that if she was left to be adopted by a normal human family, further down the road they would realize that she’s not normal and then we would have a lot of trouble on our hands from both of our sides.”

“Again, we’re on our side now,” Crowley stared down the bridge of his nose at the angel, “And do you remember the last time we tried helping a child?”

“Warlock was different. We thought he was a ticking time bomb.”

“This is a Nephilim. It’s not that much different.”

“But with Warlock, we were trying to force life lessons on him while trying to cancel each other out. We practically broke the poor boy in the process.”

“If you can even call that boy 'poor,'” the demon muttered, “So you’re saying that when a demon and an angel work together to raise a child it would have a much better outcome?” The grin on Crowley’s face was smug, Aziraphale knew it was, given that to counter his question, the angel would have to admit that they do, in fact, make a great team as Crowley’s been saying for 6,000 years.

“Yes,” Aziraphale blurts out sternly, lips frowning in defeat as he pouts, “Go ahead. Gloat. Say ‘I told you so’.”

“I could, but then it wouldn’t be as fun now would it?” Crowley beamed, “What sounds even more fun is pinning it against you for the next eighteen years of this little squirt’s life.”

~~~~~~~~~

And so it was that an angel named Aziraphale and a demon named Crowley took Little Y/n in and raised her as their own. Of course, there were a few bumps in the road along the way, but nothing the three of them couldn’t fix together. Over the years, they live the best life that neither angel nor demon could possibly believe could happen to them.

Crowley ends up being the best father a girl could ask for. When baby Y/n was hungry at night, Crowley was already up and ready to feed her. When she asked for a tricycle, in an instant, it was there against Aziraphale’s wishes. Even when Y/n fell off that damn thing time and time again, Crowley either pretended to fall with her so she wouldn’t feel embarrassed or he would encourage the best way that he could... through temptation. So what Y/n had some trouble sleeping those first few nights after getting that tricycle because Crowley had given her candy every time she succeeded?

She first started calling Crowley 'Dad' and Aziraphale 'Papa' by the time she was five, and it was around that time when her angel father consulted with her demon father about her powers.

“Perhaps this is a good age to teach her how to control her gifts?”

“Absolutely not,” Crowley muttered, practically pouting while leaning against the wall and glaring into nothing. And before Aziraphale could blink, that discussion was over. 

When Y/n was old enough, borderline sixteen, she even dyes her hair to look more like Crowley than Gabriel, the girl only ever wanting to resemble the beings who raised her compared to the one who helped create her. When she went to her dads the next morning to show her work, Aziraphale was more fond than angry for dying her hair, commenting on how she looked so much like her father. Crowley, on the other hand, was falling off his chair while laughing, clutching his sides and yelling, “That’s my girl!” He always knew she was the rebellious sort. In secret, he was trying his best not to cry, touched by the influence he had on his child.

By the time Y/n was a teenager, Crowley still did not want to discuss the possibilities of teaching his daughter how to control her powers. And for the life of him, Aziraphale couldn’t understand why. Y/n knew of her abilities. Her dads didn’t hide her from any truths once she was old enough and understood what she was and what she was capable of doing by the time she was sixteen. By then, she had also wondered why Crowley did not want to teach her. After fruitless efforts into getting him to do so, Y/n had gotten angry because she believed that her father was wanting to hold her back from her true potential, or even worse, she believed that he thought she was a monster. And being that she was so close to her Dad, the thought of how he might fear her practically broke the teenager’s heart and she ran away, her special blood giving her the cloak she needed to hide from her otherwordly dads.

When they were unable to find her right away, Aziraphale and Crowley got into the biggest fight they have ever had in their shared existence, and it ended with the angel leaving in a huff to go and keep trying to find their daughter. In his rage, Crowley also left the house to try to blow off some steam and find Y/n. 

He was walking for a while, unable to drive since Aziraphale took the Bentley. It was a little petty, maybe, but Crowley begrudgingly admitted to himself that he was proud of the angel's pettiness. As he turns the corner and walks down an alley, he scrunches his eyebrows and hears movement behind him, causing Crowley to turn around just as two demons appear directly behind him. Before he could react, Crowley is tackled to his knees and restrained, and, to his hidden horror, was restrained with chains that had definitely been dipped in Holy Water, as the cold feel of metal begun to sting and seep into his skin. Looking up, the rogue demon noticed a third figure with his attackers, and his upper lip twitched at the sight of him.

Hastur’s lips curl into a smile while having the pleasure of watching Crowley’s confident demeanor give way when those snake-like eyes look over his shoulder. Knowing what Crowley was seeing behind him, Hastur happily watched the restrained demon's face fall at the sight of two more demons dragging his daughter down the alleyway by both of her arms as she cries out, “Dad?”

Hastur laughs as Crowley’s first reaction is to fiercely fight against his restraints, ignoring the pain of the Holy Water bathed chains as he growls and hisses at the Duke of Hell, snake eyes blazing with hellfire, “You tell them to get their filthy hands off of her RIGHT. NOW! Or I’ll--”

“Do what, exactly? Die trying to get out of chains meant to burn through your fleshy form?" The demons all laughed at Hastur's joke and he just beams proudly, "It's nice to see you're not as immune to Holy Water as you claimed to be. I don't know how you managed to survive that bathtub, but I can assure you that we'll never make the mistake of that again."

Crowley ignores the fact that he's been exposed and tries focusing on his child, “Darling, where’s your father?”

"I don't know!" She cried helplessly, the grip the demons had on her arms slowly starting to cut off circulation, her fingertips growing numb. Her demon father wanted nothing more than to return the favor and cut off their own arms to see how they'd feel. Instead, he tried not to get violent and focus more on her little, sweet, snot-and tear-ridden face while she sobs, "I'm sorry--"

"Don't be, love," Crowley tried to speak as gently as possible, despite the fact he could smell his skin beginning to burn and give way to the chains, "It's not your fault."

"You've been keeping low under the radar for a while, Crowley," Hastur interrupted, "How long has it been? Sixteen years? Now that I look at her," he makes a point to stare at Y/n, causing Crowley's skin to crawl with the expression on Hastur's face, full of ill-intent and evil ideas, "I can see why we haven't heard from you. It’s remarkable, actually. You took in a disgraced offspring of some human and an archangel just shortly after betraying your own kind?"

"Don't listen to him," Crowley didn't mean to snap, immediately regretting it when Y/n flinched. He wasn't sure if it was from his hiss or Hastur's words, either way he wanted nothing more to hold and comfort his child.

Hastur and the other demons continue to laugh, "You have two options. You can try fighting your way through your torturous bonds and allow your daughter to watch you slowly die in front of her. Or... you can tell us what we need to know.”

"Such as?" Crowley growled like a hellhound, pulling against its chains and ready to be released on its target.

"Where is the angel Aziraphale? Heaven has also reported his absence for sixteen years. One could wonder..." Hastur's eyes flick back to Y/n, "That isn't a coincidence. Did you finally move in with the boyfriend, dear Crowley?"

Crowley decided he didn't want to entertain this group of clowns any further, trying to conjure all his willpower and miracle a small, barely conceivable time stop, like the one he made to speak to Adam before Satan's arrival. It wasn't as strong due to his pain, but he immediately spoke directly to his daughter once he noticed Hastur's mouth stopped moving, and the other demons stopped laughing.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry."

Y/n's eyes briefly widen. She wasn't sure she could remember the last time Crowley apologized for anything. He sometimes did that little apology dance both he and Aziraphale created whenever they were wrong about something, but those were miniscule apologies compared to this.

Crowley's words were desperate and bled just as deep as the chains currently burning their way through his flesh, "I told Aziraphale that I never wanted you to learn how to use and control your powers because I didn’t want you to be anything like me, like him, or any angel or demon in this universe. I just wanted you to be... to be, like... like YOU."

Both father and daughter had matching tears falling down their cheeks, and through his desperation, Crowley found determination as well. Determined to get Y/n to see herself as he saw her. Strong and sure of herself, as confident as her papa, the very angel he loved dearly and hoped he would get to see again before the Holy Water reached his heart, "But I realize now that I was only holding you back in becoming you because those powers are what make you who you are. And right now, I need you to do that. I need you to focus. Burn away these bonds, and we can get out of here and find your father.”

"I-- I can't do that!" She exclaimed, her words shaking as she noticed the demons around them slowly beginning to move again, her father's intervention starting to fail due to his dying strength. "I don't know how!"

"You can!" Crowley had noticed, too, and the pain was becoming unbearable. He desperately wanted to be free of these chains, but more importantly, he desperately wanted his daughter free and running away, far from here and hopefully to Aziraphale, "You can and you will! Or else they'll take you somewhere your father can't follow. Aziraphale won't know where to look, and without me, he won't ever be able to get into Hell to save you! You have to try, Y/n!"

She was crying again, unable to breathe as the time was slowly beginning to restart. Hastur's movements were almost comically slow, snail-like as he full-bodied, turned to directly face Crowley. By the time Hastur was staring directly down at the rogue demon, time had fully restarted again, and the demons who ambushed Crowley were none the wiser.

Hastur grinned, "So what'll it be, old friend?"

"Even if I knew where the angel was, I wouldn't tell you," Crowley snarled, "I haven't spoken to Aziraphale in years."

"6,000 years on this planet, and you don't seem to know how to lie any better," Hastur snarled, turning back to stare at Y/n, "Very well. You're never too young to watch your dear old daddy turn into a puddle of goo."

"NO!"

A blast of light, blinding as the sun, bursts through the alleyway. Even with his shades, Crowley still had to close his eyes, his ears bombarded with a chalkboard-scrapping screech followed by men screaming in anguish. Even when the noises stopped and the light subsided back into a night sky, Crowley's ears still rang, and his vision was spotted. He blinked rapidly, faintly noticing that his shades were cracked and lopsided on his face. When he was finally able to look around, he couldn't find Hastur or the other demons. Instead, small piles of ash replace where they all once stood. The rogue demon's senses fully return, and he groans when hot, searing pain begins to make itself known. Looking down, he noticed the chains were now beating red and hot to the touch, sparking when the links rubbed together.

"Dad!" Y/n shouts, rubbing her sore arms as she runs to Crowley, who still knelt on the ground in shock.

Her voice snaps him out of it, and he raises his voice in warning, "Y/n, wait, you'll burn-!"

But, when Y/n touched the chains, nothing happened. She didn't pull away in pain, and he couldn't see any burn marks on her hand as she helped him shrug away the restraints. She's careful not to let the chains touch his skin anymore than they already were, and once the chains were removed, she immediately reverts back to crying as she sunk into her demon father's arms.

"Alright. Alright..." Crowley grunts, still in pain but holding his girl in his embrace regardless, taking deep breaths as he tried to relax, "It's alright now, love. You did it."

They stayed there, knelt on the ground of the alleyway for who knows how long, the only sound being a dog barking and car alarm going off in the distance, likely startled by Y/n's outburst.

The car and dog weren't the only ones her burst of energy signaled. Crowley picked up a different car sound, the rumbling of a familiar engine in the distance, quickly drawing closer. A smile finally emerges on his face, squeezing Y/n tighter and releasing her when he hears the sound of a car door slamming shut just down the alley.

"Y/n?!" Aziraphale appeared, eyes widening when he not only found his daughter, but his dearest as well, both collapsed on the ground and surrounded by ash and scorched earth. Immediately, the angel's footsteps pick up, "Y/n! Crowley!"

"Papa!" Y/n cried, sinking into Aziraphale's embrace when the angel sunk to his knees to join them on the ground. The teenager sobs into the angel's lapels, gasping between cries, "Dad... Dad's hurt."

Aziraphale's eyes immediately flick up to Crowley's, although it was proven difficult when the demon's cracked sunglasses got in the way. Keeping one arm around his daughter, Aziraphale leans into Crowley's space, taking the dark shades off to get a good look at those beautiful, snake-like yellow eyes, "My dear... are you alright?"

"Hm," Crowley's grin was lopsided, loopy like a lovesick loon, "Better now that you're here, Angel."

Y/n hiccups out a small laugh, and Aziraphale scowls while rolling his eyes. The sight of their reactions could fuel Crowley another 6,000 years if needed. Recognizing the burn marks of Holy Water, Aziraphale performs a quick miracle with the flick of his wrist, and before Crowley could blink, he's back to normal, tired but otherwise unharmed. He sinks into Aziraphale without a second thought, joining Y/n in tucking their faces into either sides of the angel's neck and staying there with no intent of leaving.

Aziraphale doesn't complain, unaware of what happened, but allowing his two loves to stay where they are, safe under his arms and wings.

[sparkbugs]

My liveblog reaction post for JRWI Riptide 114! :3 SPOILERS AHEAD if that wasn’t obvious.

I completely forgot. About the bastion/stronghold. IF THEY LEAVE THE SHIP THEY LOSE THE TELEPORTER.

Haha! Ha. Wowie this is extremely stressful to start a session Jesus Christ. Pls get good perception AGGG. The laughter but it’s so stress LMAOOO AAAA

If anyone dies this episode! Haha.

How is this all 10 mins into the episode it’s just a terrible chase scene I am so. Aughhh

THANK GOD TBEY GOT TO THE DOCKS. BUT IS THE SHIP OKAY. if the ship fucking denigrates they lose their teleporter man they need that to get home if anything haha! Aggghghsh

The fucking. Fish shoes. Also PORTABLE HOLE LMAOOO

Gryffon :( my boy protect the ship my guy ily

Godddd because of the title I’m so fucking sure there’s stuff about Jay’s family here. I’m so sure there’s lots of things here but it’s so not safe.

Darkness lets gooo… oh.. that audio… ohhhhggg ahhdnjs oh goddddd

“Hello..?” *unimaginable horror response in a roar*

HOW HAS IT ONLY BEEN 25 MINS THERE ARE UNIMAGINABLE HORRORS THIS IS TERRIFYING

Portable holeeeee that’s a smart play, but that’s terrifying to think bout the helmet

“GUYS YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS” “what is it gill?” “Stairs!” “… that’s a ladder gill-“ I love them so much

More unimaginable horror sounds! Oh boy! This is. It’s been 30 fucking minutes.

Oh yucky.. skin… Jesus.. oh noooogghdjhdns

ITS GONE?!?!? WHERE THE FUCK DID IT GO.

THIS IS NOT THE FUCKING TIME TO BE ARGUINGGGG AAAAGGGG

I hate this so fucking much actually

The bit shoes.. Charlie please

We have made it 40 mins in let’s goooo haha. Ha!

A GLHYPHHJDHHSHS JAY NO WHAT HEY. FIREEE????? 37 POINTS HOLYYYY FUCKKKKK

HAHSJFHSJAIDJSUHWKS CREATURES THEYRE HERE AND THEYRE ANGRY

Haha it’s all fine now. Also the fucking bones aren’t real??? What. HAHAHAHAJGSIW UH OH BIZLY PLEASSEE

LMAOOO HAHAGGGSHDA THE PARANOIA IS SO FUCKING REAL

HAHSHSHSHA THE FUCKING MICROCHIPS IN THE WATER NOO STOP FUCKIN WITH GILL LMAO

Almost an hour in!! Woooooo! No ones dead thank fucking god

Thank god Chip please make sure no one dies thank u skelly man <3

Floor threeeee baybeee surely nothing happens here. :)

There’s someone waiting for themmmmm hahaha

“Jay can you do me a flavor right now?”

AHAHSHSHSHA WHATTTT WDYMMMM EVERYTHING GULLIOKFNXUSHSO GILLION NOOOOOO WHAT THE FUCKSHAIABA also the last quote being Gillion’s last words man. Yikes

Where is my boy where is my boy where is my boy. IS THAT HIS FUCKING SKIN

ITS HIS FUCKING SKINH IM SO MOT OKAY WHWRE IS MY BOY WHEFE IS HE. GIVE HIM BACK THEY JUST GOT HIM VACK

Haha. I’m fine :) I’m gonna ignore that for now haha cause why. Would that be an issue :)

I’m so worried about him actually. Bring him back

THEY WERE FUCKING EXPERIMENTING ON THE ICHOR. I KNEW IT BUT GOD THE CONFIRMATION IS. UGHHHGHDJSK yea this is such a navy thing to do. Yuck

Oh my god they didn’t see what skin the trition in the ground was. What if that was Edyn. Oh I’m so unwell.

GODDD THEYRE USING THE LEVIATHAN AND THE FUCKING ICHOR AS A SUPER WEAPON. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE NAVY.

NOT EVEN HALFWAY THROUGH THE EPISODE YET WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK

Chip is so me I would totally. Grab bone pieces. EWWWW WHY MORE SKIN GROSS HOW MANY PEOPLE DID THEY FUCKING KILL

DEATHWARD SAVED THIS MAN PLEASE STAY MY GUY I LOVE YOU. this man is being crucified.. oh my god,,

Holy shit.. Kuba kenta :o is that u bitch

ITS HIMMMM HOLYYYY SHITTYTTT HAHSHSHSHAHA he’s such a bastard but also such a good villain… godddddd he’s just a fluffy guy :3

Mmmmmm machineeeeee

Giving me The Core from Amphibia vibes. This is fucking TERRIFYING. I MEAN I WAS RIGHT HERE CAUSE GILLION WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. PLEASE. GILLION WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT. WHY DID YOU SIT IN THE CHAIR

WHWIDUDISHWJDJEIEJAIWHDIRJE GILLION. WHAT THE FUCK. Oh

Oh my god. 0 initiative. Oh my god Gillion please

“I would like to touch myself… and say- there’s more wait” PLEASEEE CHARLIEEE LMAOOOO

AWAAA RUN GILLION RUNNNNNN

“Oh my god, Gillion’s not fast.” HES RUNNING FOR HIS LIFE RIGHT NOW SO MAYBE HE IS??

It’s totally him right. YEA it’s Gilly :) why hasn’t he told them about Kuba Kenta.

Aughhhhghhfjskb CONDI?!??? LMAOOOO

Why. Are you. I. I despise them so much.

FIREWALL AUGHHGH NOT AGAIN

“CHEEBO” the rest of chips skin is fucking burnt off Jesus Christ

.. oh fuck. There’s more people going in????? It better not be the rest of the crew. INVISIBLITY WENT DOWN IGHDHDHSJS

Bones… gill I’m so sorry man :(

CHIP STOP BEING LIKE THAT YOU LOVE THEM. You love them. They you’re besties.

NATURAL 1 BUT IGS A FUCKING 23 WHAT THE HELLLLLL

Aughhhhhhhh paijnnnm pleaseeee surely nothing goes wrong mannnn what the hell

… conch shell time haha uh oh surelyyyy this will be fine

Jay my beloved <3 you got this girl

AAAA Grandma Ferin… SHES FUCKING CRAZY HOLY SHIT. Vault… time.. oh no. Woahhhh wonder. If that’s the true prophecy in there

CONDI DEAFENED AUGSJHSJGA WHATTT NO BRING HIM BACK OH FUCK

Haha they’re trapping themselves in this room. Uh oh.

OH. GILLION. OH NO. OH NOOO WHAT. HELLO. HEY. Uh oh. Hey. WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKK WHAT IS GOING ON

WHERE IS MY FISH MAN WHERE IS HE WHERE IS HE

THE HORRORS ARE THERE THE HORRORS. THATS WBY HE DIDNT TELL ABLUT KUBA KENTA OH MY GOD

…

The sword. Thank god.

PELASEEEE DONT LET ANY OF TJEM DIE OM GONIFNIBSJA GILLIONS GOING GO SAVE HIS FRIEND HES FOINF AS FAST AS HE VAN

JAY PLEASE GO HELP PLEASE FUCKKKK ING HELL

Ichor creature. Godddddd

I don’t even have words this is just combat that’s terrible and I hate it

Aughhdhxhsishdjsn man. People have been so right about how this episode is Bad bad. Like. Wow.

2 and half hours in. Pain and suffering. Please don’t let Chip die again. Charlie did really fucking good playing his doppelgänger without breaking that’s insane.

Gillion’s yelling at each other would be so much funnier if it wasn’t. A life or death situation

CHARLIE SALUTING IM SO UPSET PLEASSESS LET THEM LIVE

YEAHAHAHAHDHDHS GET HIS ASS JAY

HAHA HEY.

HOW ARE THEY TYING IM GONNA CRYYYY

HE WCJDJDSHS HE DID IT HE FUCKING DID IT OM GONAN THROW UP OHHHHGG MU GOD

GILLIONS STUFF FUCKKKKING WAITAAGGG

HAHAHDHSGWGE KUBA KENTA MENTION.

Oh. He’s. Opening. Kubas cage. Gillion. Hey.

Haha they have to go back UP?!? Well. Riptide pirates, it was nice knowing you.

Chip. Can’t be healed I am so upset. Also I feel like the creatures are just going to escape. And Kuba Kenta is going to be Right There.

Dopplegilly you bitch ass mother fucker give my boy back his stuff

WHDIXHSIDHS THEY PUT HIM IN THE HOLE??? Well. I mean. Go off

I hope they don’t fucking fall into the lava. Like seriously after all that.

Well. Gillion. Please let this man get his stuff. WALL OF WATER THANK GODDDD

How is there a half hour left.

HE HAS MISTY STEP. CHARLIE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

I am so. AUEGUESHS THE LIFE DEBT OF DOPPELGILLY GOINF BACK INTK THE HOLE PLEASE LMAOOOO WHAT IS THIS

Please get out of here please just get the ship off the island oh my god

So much murderrr please go n get them and get out im so ahdichdiebz

oh . The fucking. Turrets. LMFAO COUNTER SPELL THE FUCKING ASS TURRETS JDDIDBKS

THE FUCKCONF DECK IM GONNA LOSE IT PLEASE. DONT LET HIM DO THAT PLEASE

WHY NOT JUST FUCKING THROW THE DECK OF CARDS UP. WHY. I’m gonna.

THE IDIOT CARD. OH MY GODDD HAHAHDJDHAUA 3 INTELLIGENCE IM SOGONGNDHSBA

THE VOID. LMAOOOO HES FUCKING GONE THANK GOD. Anyways the TURRETS.

THEY FUCKING DID IT LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO

Well. That was. An episode. Well. I can see why everyone was freaking out about it LMAO THEYRE ALIVE THOUGH LETS GOOOO RIPTIDE PIRATES

[quijabored]

Spoilers for the entirety of S5 of BSD cuz I finished it and what the FUCK just happened

Where do I even begin

I can't take this shit anymore bro, HOW THE FUCK DO FICTIONAL MEN ON A LITTLE SCREEN MAKE ME SO EMOTIONAL

Cuz like-

And-

AH????

HOW DO I EVEN-

Okay okay uh

Dazai

WHAT THE FUCK DAZAI

FIRST OFF, I LOVE THAT MAN SO MUCH OH MY GOD

HE SCARED ME SO BADLY LIKE I KNEW HE WASNT GONNA DIE BUT IT JUST- SEEING THE BLOOD AND SEEING EVERYTHING FALL APART I CANT

I HAD TO PAUSE LIKE HALFWAY THROUGH CUZ I NEEDED TO PROCESS

SIGMA

HES SO SILLY

I FUCKING LOVE MY CHILDREN

Terribly sorry for the vulgar language I am very emotional right now how do I process this-

THE ENTIRE TIME HE WAS WITH DAZAI I WAS LIKE "Oooooh please join the ADA youd fit right in-"

EVEN WITH HIS FIRST APPEARANCE WHEN ATSUSHI SAVED HIM LIKE

AAAAHHHHHH

Asagiri please make ADA Sigma, ASAGIRI PLEASE

I REALLY HOPE HE GETS INTO THE ADA OH MY GOD

THE WHOLE HOME THING PLEASE I JUST

HES SO ME

I LOVE BSD OH MY GOD I LOVE BSD I LOVE BSD I LOVE BSD I-

THE WHOLE VAMPIRE STUFF GOES CRAZY WHAT THE FUCK

Can't believe Chuuya manadged to trick a mastermind with contact lenses and glued on fangs

THE WHOLE KENJI STUFF??? I LOVE HIM????

Please the fact that Tecchou is going out of his way to find Jouno like brother that is not straight I love them :(

WAAAAAAA KENJI GOT SO MUCH SHIT THIS SEASON AND PART OF THE LAST ONE TOO LIKE AAGHHH LET HIM HAVE A BREAK

I love Aya and Bram so much, I got sad and happy and upset and excited and-

AAAGGHHH

The table to pull the sword out had me so happy and then it failed and then she jumped down and then I got scared and then she got saved and-

ASAGIRIS PAYING FOR MY HOSPITAL BILLS BRO DEADASS ON THE VERGE OF A HEART ATTACK

AAAGHHHH BRAM SEES AYA AS LIKE HIS DAUGHTER RIGHT??? THEYRE SO CUTE I WANT THEM TO GO ON FAMILY OUTINGS AND HAVE ICE CREAM OR WHATEVER PARENTS DO WITH CHILDREN

"Use youre evil bwahaha power! Do something!"

I LOVE THEM :(

Ranpo getting stabbed in the hand scared me shitless though, like infront of Fukuzawa too??? Really??? Thats his autistic son :(

AAAAAAA okay, OKAY, I don't hate Fukuchi-

I didn't actually hate him, like he pisses me off but god damn he was one of my favorites for a bit and he's staying in top 15 (Not sure if hed make it into top 10 or not)

Fuck man, the shit with Fukuzawa and Fukuchi?? Made me tear up a bit tbh

YOU KNOW WHO I DO HATE??? FYODOR. THAT FUCKING BITCH-

I still want him, I love that man so much I love his character and and and-

THE SHIT HE MANADGED TO PULL OFF THOUGH??? AAAA????

LIKE

OH MY GOD AND THE SHIT WITH SIGMA

Pulling up the episode again to try and find the line

"It only took him 10 odd minutes to minipulate you. You arent the kind of man who would normally take such risks."

Like I read that and I was like "STOP THAT DO NOT TRY AND MINIPULATE MY SON"

And then he continued to try and minipulate my son. And succeeded. Kinda.

ALSO WHATS UP WITH THE NOTE

THE ONE THAT SAID HELP ME IN RUSSIAN

I REMEMBER HEARING PEOPLE TALK ABOUT THAT AND THEIR SPECULATION AS OF TO WHY FYODOR DIDNT MAKE IT BUT THEN LIKE IM PRETTY SURE HE DID??

Either Asagiris gonna pull some wild shit again or Fyodor really thought that far back.

I hate the whole DID section bro like fucking hell Fyodor, QUIT BEING AN ASSHOLE JUST LEAVE SIGMA ALONE :(

AAAAAAAA AND VAMP AKU??? BRO. BRO BRO BRO

I CANT

I CANT EXPLAIN IT BUT THE WHOLE SCENE WHERE ATSUSHIS LIKE "Akutagawa Ik youre in there D:"

LIKE AAAAAAA

THOSE TWO ARE NOT STRAIGHT OH MY GOD

AAAAAAAAA BACK TO DAZAI, WHEN HE GOT SHOT I WAS LIKE "UH UH UH NONONO HES MOT DEAD CUZ- UH- UHHHH CUZ CHUUYA USED HIS INSIDE MIND POWERS AND STOPPED THE BULLET"

I WAS KINDA RIGHT CUZ I DID GENUINELY THINK HE WAS A VAMPIRE AND I WAS LIKE CHUUYA NO

Can't believe Chuuya manadged to trick me with contact lenses and glued on fangs-

AHHH WHEN DAZAI GOT "SHOT" I WAS COPING SO HARD THOUGH

And then I didn't have to cope so that was nice :3

WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW HAPPY I WAS WHEN FYODOR GOT STABBED IN THE HELICOPTER

OH MY GOD I LOVED THE SCENE BECAUSE PLOT BUT FUCK I HATED THAT SCENE CUZ FYODORS ONE OF MY FAVORITES BRO

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I NEED TO KILL THAT GUY :(

AAAAAAAA AND NIKOLAI??? HELP??? MY SON??? ITS OKAY ITS OKAY ITS GONNA BE OKAY

"You wanted to kill him, didn't you?"

"Yeah. I certainly did. No, I didnt. No... Youre right."

FUCK.

FUCKING HELL ASAGIRI IM GONNA CRY

Please Asagiri make him come back so he can be like "nooo Nikolai Im not actually dead, youre actually halucinating" or something CUZ FUCK I CANT HAVE NIKOLAI LOOKING SO SAD

HE LOOKS SO VULNERABLE AND I JUST-

AAAAAAAAAA????

Just to be clear, I'm so glad Fyodors dead, I got attached to him knowing he was probably gonna die, and while I do feel hurt by it, HE CAN STOP PESTERING THE ADA YAAAAYYYY

AND IN TURN, SIGMA :DDD

(Hes an ADA member now trust guys trust)

AAAAAAA FUKUCHI AND FUKUZAWA BRO

WHEN FUKUZAWA SLASHED HIM AND WE SAW HIS EXPRESSION LIKE AAAAA

I KEPT SAYING I HATED FUKUCHI BUT I REALLY DIDNT, EVEN IF IT TOOK HIM DYING (??) TO REALIZE THAT

THE WHOLE SCENE WHERE FUKUCHI WAS TELLING FUKUZAWA TO KILL HIM LIKE AAAGGHHHH

AND THE WHOLE WANTING WORLD PEACE LIKE AAAAAAAA

WAAAAAAAA

AND THEN HE GETS KILLED BY TERUKO??? AAA??

MY BABY SHE WAS CRYING I FELT SO BAD LIKE AAAAAHHH

"Dont look at him! Dont do this to him..." WHEN SHE WAS TALKING TO ATSUSHI AFTER LIKE FUCK

AND THEN FUKUZAWA YELLING LIKE WAAAAAAAAAA YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME BRO

ASAGIRI WHEN I CATCH YOU ASAGIRI-

AND THE WAY FUKUZAWA WAS HOLDING HIM PLEASE IM GONNA CRY

I don't usually cry for animes since I just suck with emotions, but this damned show made me pause before the ending to just sob for a good 5 minutes

And now with that out of the way,

WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING??? FYM 2 HOURS LATER??? HOW IS THE WORLD ON FIRE IN 2 HOURS??? HELLO?????

SWITCHING TO THE MANGA THE NEXT TIME I WANNA BSD CUZ ITS SLIGHTLY MORE PROGRESSED FROM MY UNDERSTANDINGS BUT AAAAAAA

FUKUCHI HAD ME SOBBING AND THEN HE COMES BACK AS LIKE A GOD THING??? I THINK????

IS FUKUCHI DEAD OR NOT????

I mean considering he's floating I have no idea what happens BUT STILL

AAAAAAAAA I HATE THIS SHOW SO MUCH IT MAKES ME GO YAY AND THEN NO AND THEN YAY AND THEN NO AND-

SHOUTOUT TO MY COUSIN BTW SHES BEEN SITTING THERE WATCHING ME POUR MY HEART OUT THE ENTIRE TIME I WAS WATCHING THIS DAMN SHOW

I can't ramble to her about much since she's also watching it, BUT AAAAAAA

I LOVE BSD SO MUCH IM SOBBING

I HATE THIS I LOVR THEM SO MUCH I HATE BSD I HATE IT I HATE IT OH MY GOD (I love bsd its my comfort show :3)

[sugarr-moon]

Hope I'm not too late, Happy Birthday!

I hope your birthday goes swimmingly! (that wasn't a pun I swear)

To celebrate, Bathbomb doodle for the birthday person!

Continue being awesome as hell!

OH MY GOD. I DID MOT SEE THIS. THANK YOU SO MUCH

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

playboyy ep 12 stray thoughts

- “damn i hate myself” real

- first soong being cute 🥹🥹

- you know shits about to get emotional when the soundtrack switches to yoiyami

- “you called me a friend when you weren’t pretending to be nant” AND WHAT IF I LOSE MY MIND

- zouey and nont besties agenda

- OH GOD ZOUEY BACKSTORY wait noooooo

- i guess the evidence is staying hidden then like boy are they in their failvestigator era oh nvm they found something (that they already knew but still that’s more than they usually get

- promnont !!!

- hold on they finally showing zoueyteena. they can never just give a quick handy either always gotta be invoking the religious implications of a renaissance painting… good for them (yes i include the popcorn scene in this) also top zouey truthers this one was for you!!!

- what are you hiding under that tarp zouey 🤨🤨 i think it’s of nant

- hold on teena’s necklace lmao. is the t for troy no it’s for *too sleepy to finish the bit*

- NO GET A JOB!! STAY AWAY FROM HER!!!

- finna beat the shit out of jason lee give me 10 seconds i could take him out

- what does he mean by keep an eye on…

- oop that scarf zouey in his horse girl era

- THEY DOING WHAT TO WHO?!?!?

- she is not scared of them at all like two absolute kitty cats of toruturers MEKEKFKKRKRJFJFJF NOT THE DUSTERS I CANT

- the drop of sweat deserves an award for perfect timing and i’m being so serious about this

- AHH PROMNONT i can’t handle them being affectionate like it makes me lose my oh not the fuckass product placemntsjdjjdjdjrjrjjejdjr you know what i got me some promnont crumbs i’ll take it

- so i’m gonna see this scene expanded in fic later right 👀 i’ll give a million kisses to anyone who decides to do it

- they can never argue using simple sentences it’s always “i feel bad that you feel bad that i felt bad” and “im mad that you got mad that i got mad” and “if you have a problem that we have a problem than the problem is you’re invalidating my feelings” “i didn’t think you would think about me thinking” like besties….

- see but zouey was kinda right… why is he being made the bad guy, first and captain kinda pissin me off

- girl YOU got him expelled. captain needs to be fr

- NONT WITH THE BIG PANT CROPPED SHORT COMBO THATS MY MAN

- these college athletes are plain evil

- puen lowkey the only one in this show consistently talking sense. i hope he gets his licks back on these bum bitches cause i’ve had it with them

- the coloring the coloring the coloring the coloring the coloring the projection the projection the projection

- THE. HESS BOARD BEING PROJECTED PLAYBOYY SURREALISM FOR THE WON ONCE AGAIN

- captain talking big game for someone who took sneaky clips. hoping this shows growth on his part cause deep down im still rooting for him

- captain sweaty blow up the whole establishment i support you

- NO CAPTAIN THATS NOT WHAT I TOLD YOU TO DO THATS VERY MUCH MOT WHAT I JUST SAID YOU LITTLE BASTARD

- ooo the outro track finally making sense!! kejrjejdnjdj

- i love the when soong carries first

- oh more food, user @jeffsatyr i’m so sorry

- firstsoong enthusiasts we are so back oh there goes firsts fuckass dad

- captain needs to stop picking fights AND CAPTAINS A YANKEES fan i can’t defend him anymore

- puen fight back!!! he was going easy on captain cause he’s a nice little boy oh shit now aobs gonna kill captain isn’t he…

- captainkeenpuen enthusiasts don’t lose hope!!! we can still win!!

- aobpuen enthusiasts were so back

- THE COLORING THE COLORING THE COLORING

- the characters and 'accurately assessing the media their in' saga continues

- porsche looks like such a baby here. jump listen to porsche pls do not see him again

- cry by johannes bornlof is playing they fr pulling out the nuthphop ballads for the other couples today

- puen is my boy and i will lay down my life for him actually

- NONT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT IM GONNA WALHAT WHAT WYHAHW ok sorry yall him with the gun did sumn to me

- nont once again will not be caught slacking holding someone at gun point be damned AND ITS CAPTAIN WITB THE STEAL POLL?!?!?!?

- nont… i need to know how he picks outfits like did he want the color to match the gun????

- nont chuckling in the corner... i fear he’s lost it

- playboyy once again with the themes of tech and privacy

- captain is lucky puen is lowkey a pacifist

- nont and captain: torturing aob and puen for info about the murder, zoueyteena: painting time !!

- oh my god yall im getting chills like fr speechless i am so…

NUTH MY BABY BOY

- nuth coming through with his amateur directorial visions let’s gooooo

- nont being like “please do a little bit of torture, just for me, please 🥺”

- he playing the funeral violin oh it’s not ending well oh god

- jason lee you will crumble i am so serious about this count your mother fucking days

- nuth scurrying away in the back… also nont where is your marksmanship now

- puen keeps suffering tremendously and he doesn’t deserve a single second of it. free my boy he fr has never done anything wrong

- i think i was right and nuths screenplay is autobiographical

- THEYRE PLAYING AMBIVRLANT THOGUHTS AGAIN NUTHPHOP PIANO BALLAD ENTHUSAISTS WE STAY WELL FED

- nuthphop my beloveds i love them so fucking much you don’t get it no wait why he deleting them oh shit ! phop play shitty games win shitty prizes dawg

- welp

yall this might be one of the strongest eps in a hot minute i loved this one had me at the edge of my seat the whole time

[sailinginstars]

‼️ TBB SEASON FINALE SPOILERS ‼️

man

oh my GODDDDD im actually crying and screaming they did so good😭😭

i. just. wow. ok so.😭 FIRST so glad people were right about this being an hour long episode theres genuinely no way it could’ve been 25 mins. seeing omega already having escaped before anyone could reach her was awesome shes so skilled love her. AND ECHO AND EMERIE WORKING TOGETHER i love them they’ve both been brainwashed by the opposite side and seeing them fight for a better future for everyone else is so touching.

SO SURPRISED NO ONE DIES THANK GODDDD

ANYWAYS OMEGA RELEASED THE ZILLO BEAST WOOOOOO‼️‼️ ECHO SAYING THATS WHAT HE WOULDVE DONE!!! echo is literally her mom im crying😭 erm the really long ladder the kids had to climb up was a mgs3 reference guys☝️ ANYWAYS THE TORTURE SCENE HELLO 🙏🙏 i love men screaming 🫶

UGHHHH NALA SE I KNEW YOU WERE NEVER EVIL. she was so real for taking out rampart with her MAN FUCK RAMPART i kinda thought he changed lmao😭

GRRR OK SO THE FIGHG BETWEEN ECHO AND WRECKER VS THE TWO TROOPER LORRRRD, i was literally on the edge of my fucking seat the whole time i thought they were COOKED so many times. OH also crosshair loosing a hand OH MY GOD???

the bridge scene. GODDDDDD like i KNEW hemlock wasnt going to shoot omega but i was still so scared. AND CROSSHAIR MADE THE SHOT WOOOOO. scorch tho😭😭 so sad to see him go🙏 BUT THEY KILLED HEMLOCK HELL YEA‼️‼️ uhm also hunter with his hair wet⁉️⁉️

ANYWAYSSSS everyone made it home safe (well mot crosshairs’s hand but oh well, now him and echo match) nice to see clones looking sorta domestic and not in a war setting lmao. and like i get why echo is leaving but😒 MAMA ECHO PLEASE STOP LEAVING OH MY GOD JUST STAY ON SCREEN IM BEGGING YOU. reallllly hope we get some kinda show about him, rex, wolffe, and gregor and the whole clone rebellion thing PLEASE WHAT HAPPENED WITH WOLFFE⁉️

sobbbbb hunter, cross, wrecker, omega, and batcher just resting im tearing up. they literally just get to be family now im so happy

now the last few minutes…

I SCREAMEDDDD WE WERE SO RIGHT ABOUT THE TIMESKIP IM SOOOKK GRATEFUL tbh i did get nervous seeing the panover pabu but as SOON as i saw omega ik what was happening 😭😭 OLD MAN HUNTER IM SCREAMING HE LOOKS SO GOOD (he also looks strangely like blackbeard from ofmd lmao) he def has dad bod ill die on that hill😭 they both looks so happy and domestic i cant OMEGA GOING OFF TO FIGHT IN THE REBELLION I CANTTT shes def going to see hera again thats so sweet. ughhhh hunter worrying over her hes such a dad GOD. but anyways this moment was so sweet, been missing the hunter-omega relationship this season so this had me tearing up and shi😭

TECHS GOGGLES ON THE SHIP… i knew tech wasnt gonna come back, it would’ve taken away from his sacrifice but i would’ve loved to see him again. lowkey surprised we didn’t get a cx-2 reveal, people thought he was tech, cody, a clone specifically of crosshair, dogma, fucking slick. (real ones know cx-2 is actually fives hes not dead guys TRUST!!11!!1111!!11!!)

anyways god that was such a satisfying ending and im VERY pleased, crazy how this season had NO bad ep. incredibly sad this show is over tho. this show has been on my mind constantly for the past three years im so sad to see it go but im also see happy we got to see these characters lives play out in such a beautiful way. sorry for this being essay length i just had a LOT of thoughts about this ep.

for the last time, anywaysss. (also this is not proofread sorry for any grammatical errors lol) this ep was amazing and the team did WONDERFULLY!! good bye bad batch😢

[bookishtheaterlover7]

👸

We've all seen ilarias posts inckuding the one that says not Chris and the caption that has Chris listed

1st off it has been a hot second since she took credit for styling Chris. There was a fasion article that credited her a specific look, bringing Polos baxk that included Chris Evan' s , donald glover and Dwayne johnson wore and she did tag him when she posted that article but outside of that its been a while.

The post of the pic thst says "Misc. Hord (Not Chris)" was odd. But maybe its her way of saying not Chris' clothes and that she isnt doing much of his styling because lets face it a posit it saying: Misc. Hord (not Chris)There are many Chris' in Hollywood as well. Maybe Chris Pine or Pratt are going and she's styling one of those?

Was odd at that.

She did mention Chris in the post for a Vanity party but she also listed others and apprently the Vanity Party is extremly hard to get into. Unlike someone else.

Looking at her styling and her past Styling for Chris as well as those she styles similarly Dwayne and Billy, I feel like she goes diffrently for John. You can see its clear she did not dress Chris for the party he went to.

First off she never uses just a regular button down shirt unless

A) theres a jacket or sweater going over it

B) no way in hell would be look that wrinkled. She had standards her men always look pressed. She even ironed bareys underware for god sakes!

C) IF it was just a plain white shirt there would have been a stlyish element such as big buttons like Billy had worn at a diffrent even

D) She couldve gotten 3/4 sleaves. And dont all be like she wouldnt have know if he was was going tonroll his sleave -shes dtyled this man for waht i think 10 years she knows him

E) the first is way too big especially in the pecks. The stylist job is to get him clothes thst fit, like he wore to the White House. She wouldn't have given him a shirt that was too large.

F) Look at Chris pants from the pic and then look at Billy pants from his recent post as it is a similar style. Bully is qearing pants that are dress pants Chris looks like he's wearing Kaki jeans from Sears.

Now, there is nothing wrong with kahkis or jean kakis or sears but his "date" is qeaing a white sheer dress braless. And hes wearing Kakhis.... yiu can also look at Dwyanes clothes as I said theyre styled alike for evens espeically the tops he wears dress pants.

And the NUMBER 1 REASON HOW WE KNOW ILARIA DIDNT STYLE HIM FOR THE PARTY:

She didn't take credit! And credit where credit is due i may mot always agree with her style but she takes credit deservedly so when she styles.

I know some people dont like her because she did testify on danny master's behalf, if she did that but wont style chris what is that saying about the state of association with Chris....

Yes she did put chris' name down I have 2 theories she is either styling for a diffrent Chris as theres a lot in hollywood, putting a few things together for Chris because she sees how horrible he looks it was a bit of a care package after seeing how horrible he looked in the photos and dont want his bad style to be atrributed to her ainxe she is still referrd to as his stylist.

Her post about the clothes qe can guess on we need context. She couldve just found it funny because she has a hord of chris chlothes and then saw a lable of hords of clothes that aren't chris'. We dont know. We jusr know Ilaria would never let Chris out in public like that.

Drcils avocate I'm hooing the lack of ring in audi and Ilaria maybe coming back ss a signal its almost over butbweve been hoping thst for a while so imma just assume like i said in my other post theyll give us what we said we wanted chris looking alive and happy and them together and i expect names might be used but more alone the lines of of I brought Chris with me (in her low pitch american accent) or oh I have A__a with me. Like the marketing annon said for legalilty reasons they have confirmed marriage with the use of names and we need to read between the lines, personally im reading un between the spaces because nothing says love like newlyweds almost 2 arms lenfths away while one is being pulled so muxh his hand is bent as hes going down the stairs- thsts exactly what Emily Blunt and John look li-oh wait its not theyre always affectionate.

Anyway I'm still holding on to hope.

👸 you're throwing more and more shade. And I'm just here for it 😍

Another awesome one in the bag!!!