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[nick-nellson]

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[dwellordream]

Best Reads of 2024

this year i read 300 books. which i think is impressive but not as impressive as it sounds bc many of these books were very short, easy reads meant to be like, stuff you read at the airport or sitting by the pool on vacation. so it's not like i was tackling the harvard classics. i also read extremely fast; it only takes me about an hour to do 300 pages unless it's a super dense complex text. that said, here is a list of all the books i read this year that i would rate 4 stars or higher, separated by genre: Fantasy/Magical Realism: The Tainted Cup by Robert Jackson Bennett Highfire by Eoin Colfer Tehanu by Ursula K. Le Guin Gifts by Ursula K. Le Guin The Last Tale of the Flower Bride by Roshani Chokshi Chlorine by Jade Song The Passion by Jeanette Winterson The Magic Toyshop by Angela Carter Realistic Fiction: We Are Not Like Them by Christine Pride & Jo Piazza Young Jane Young by Gabrielle Zevin My Absolute Darling by Gabriel Tallent Only Child by Rhiannon Navin Movie Star by Lizzie Pepper Prima Facie by Suzie Miller Acts of Desperation by Megan Nolan Marjorie Morningstar by Herman Wouk The Subtweet by Vivek Shraya All Grown Up by Jami Attenberg Piglet by Lottie Hazell The List by Yomi Adegoke A Winter's Rime by Carol Dunbar The Resurrection of Joan Ashby by Cherise Wolas

Mystery/Thriller: Queenpin by Megan Abbott Bury Me Deep by Megan Abbott Beware the Woman by Megan Abbott Firekeeper's Daughter by Angeline Boulley The Guest by Emma Cline Advika and the Hollywood Wives by Kirthana Ramisetti Kala by Colin Walsh Descent by Tim Johnston Wahala by Nikki May When We Were Bright and Beautiful by Jillian Medoff We Could Be Beautiful by Swan Huntley Bright Young Women by Jessica Knoll Nothing Can Hurt You by Nicola Maye Goldberg Fruit of the Dead by Rachel Lyon The Lagos Wife by Vanessa Walters Grown by Tiffany D. Jackson Yes, Daddy by Jonathan Parks-Ramage Cape Fear by John D. MacDonald Sea Wife by Amity Gaige Last Seen Wearing by Hilary Waugh The Black Cabinet by Patricia Wentworth Historical Fiction: Everyone Knows Your Mother is a Witch by Rivka Galchen Gilded Mountain by Kate Manning All You Have to Do is Call by Kerri Maher Cruel Beautiful World by Caroline Leavitt Payback by Mary Gordon A Dangerous Business by Jane Smiley The Affairs of the Falcons by Melissa Rivero Longbourn by Jo Baker The Hazelbourne Ladies Motorcycle and Flying Club by Helen Simonson Go to Hell Ole Miss by Jeff Barry The Divorcees by Rowan Beaird Consequences by Penelope Lively Iron Curtain: A Love Story by Vesna Goldsworthy Homestead by Melinda Moustakis Not Our Kind by Kitty Zeldis Hamnet by Maggie O’Farrell Teddy by Emily Dunlay Science Fiction: Prophet Song by Paul Lynch Aesthetica by Allie Rowbottom Fever by Deon Meyer The Salt Line by Holly Goddard Jones Land of Milk and Honey by C. Pam Zhang Gold Fame Citrus by Claire Vaye Watkins A Children’s Bible by Lydia Millet Briefly Very Beautiful by Roz Dineen

Romance: Everything’s Fine by Cecilia Rabess Adelaide by Genevieve Wheeler Meant to Be Mine by Hannah Orenstein When Katie Met Cassidy by Camille Perri Major Pettigrew’s Last Stand by Helen Simonson American Royalty by Tracey Livesay The One by Julie Argy The Mountain Between Us by Charles Martin Queen of Urban Prophecy by Aya de Léon That Dangerous Energy by Aya de Léon The Dove in the Belly by Jim Grimsley Fatima Tate Takes the Cake by Khadija VanBrakle Faro’s Daughter by Georgette Heyer Horror: Red Rabbit by Alex Grecian The Parliament by Aimee Pokwatka Cujo by Stephen King Night Watching by Tracy Sierra The Garden by Clare Beams The House of Ashes by Stuart Neville The Suicide Motor Club by Christopher Buehlman True Crime: In Cold Blood by Truman Capote Columbine by Dave Cullen Kent State: Four Dead in Ohio by Derf Backderf Bad Blood: Secrets and Lies in a Silicon Valley Startup by John Carreyrou While Idaho Slept: The Hunt for Answers in the Murders of Four College Students by J. Reuben Appelman The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age by Michael Wolraich Fatal Vision by Joe McGinniss Billion Dollar Whale: The Man Who Fooled Wall Street, Hollywood, and the World by Tom Wright and Bradley Hope

History: Midnight in Chernobyl: The Untold Story of the World’s Greatest Nuclear Disaster by Adam Higginbotham Capote’s Women: A True Story of Love, Betrayal, and a Swan Song for an Era by Laurence Leamer The Astronaut Wives Club by Lily Koppel The Burning Blue: The Untold Story of Christa McAuliffe and Nasa’s Challenger Disaster by Kevin Cook The Splendid and the Vile: A Saga of Churchill, Family, and Defiance During the Blitz by Erik Larson Grace and Power: The Private World of the Kennedy White House by Sally Bedell Smith As Long as We Both Shall Love: The White Wedding in Postwar America by Karen M. Dunak Babysitter: An American History by Miriam Forman-Brunell Game Change: Obama and the Clintons, McCain and Palin, and the Race of a Lifetime by John Heilemann and Mark Halperin All She Lost: The Explosion in Lebanon, the Collapse of a Nation and the Women who Survive by Dalal Mawad Psychology: Hidden Valley Road: Inside the Mind of an American Family by Robert Kolker The Anxious Generation: How The Great Rewiring of Childhood is Causing an Epidemic of Mental Illness by Jonathan Haidt Beautiful Boy: A Father’s Journey Through His Son’s Addiction by David Sheff Misdiagnosed: One Woman’s Tour of -And Escape From- Healthcareland by Jody Berger Stolen Child: A Mother’s Journey to Rescue Her Son from Obsessive Compulsive Disorder by Laurie Gough Zig-Zag Boy: A Memoir of Madness and Motherhood by Tanya Frank I’m Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy Us, After: A Memoir of Love and Suicide by Rachel Zimmerman Everything Is Fine: A Memoir by Vince Granata Juliet the Maniac by Juliet Escoria

Memoir: Upstairs At The White House by J.B. West A Mother’s Reckoning: Living in the Aftermath of Tragedy by Sue Klebold Goodbye, Sweet Girl: A Story of Domestic Violence and Survival by Kelly Sundberg This Boy We Made: A Memoir of Motherhood, Genetics, and Facing the Unknown by Taylor Harris I Am, I Am, I Am: Seventeen Brushes with Death by Maggie O’Farrell

Fragile Beginnings: Discoveries and Triumphs in the Newborn ICU by Adam Wolfberg The Longest Race: Inside the Secret World of Abuse, Doping, and Deception on Nike’s Elite Running Team by Kara Goucher and Mary Pilon Remedies for Sorrow: An Extraordinary Child, a Secret Kept from Pregnant Women, and a Mother’s Pursuit of the Truth by Megan Nix Brazen: My Unorthodox Journey from Long Sleeves to Lingerie by Julia Haart Minding the Manor: The Memoir of a 1930s English Kitchen Maid by Mollie Moran Love in the Blitz: The War Letters of Eileen Alexander to Gershon Ellenbogan by Eileen Alexander Any Given Tuesday: A Political Love Story by Lis Smith

The Apology by Eve Ensler Wild Game: My Mother, Her Secret, and Me by Adrienne Brodeur

One Way Back: A Memoir by Christine Blasey Ford Biography: The Matriarch: Barbara Bush and the Making of an American Dynasty by Susan Page Untold Power: The Fascinating Rise and Complex Legacy of First Lady Edith Wilson by Rebecca Boggs Roberts King: A Life by Jonathan Eig Louisa: The Extraordinary Life of Mrs. Adams by Louisa Thomas

American Girls: One Woman’s Journey into the Islamic State and Her Sister’s Fight to Bring Her Home by Jessica Roy Susan, Linda, Nina, and Cokie: The Extraordinary Story of the Founding Mothers of NPR by Lisa Napoli

Gender: Becoming Nicole: The Transformation of an American Family by Amy Ellis Nutt The Feminine Mystique by Betty Friedan We Were Feminists Once: From Riot Grrrl to CoverGirl®, the Buying and Selling of a Political Movement by Andi Zeisler All the Rage: Mothers, Fathers, and the Myth of Equal Partnership by Darcy Lockman Ain’t I a Woman: Black Women and Feminism by bell hooks Enslaved Women in America: From Colonial Times to Emancipation by Emily West You’ll Do: A History of Marrying for Reasons Other Than Love by Marcia A. Zug The Red Menace: How Lipstick Changed the Face of American History by Ilise S. Carter Odd Girls and Twilight Lovers: A History of Lesbian Life in Twentieth-Century America by Lillian Faderman

[tokoyamisstuff]

Spellbound pt. 2

Chapter 2: Parce Domine (Lt. "spare, o lord")

3,1k. words | f! Reader | pre-canon | slow burn | not proofread

[Previous Chapter]

"Where is it, bloody hell, where?!"

Anderson frantically searches his room for that particular bible among the many he owns, internally cursing himself for keeping his room so unorganized.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he tucks it from a pile of books, making it collapse. He opens it, shaky hands flipping through the pages until he found the page you wrote your number into.

A clever move of yours, in hindsight - any other paper he would instantly have disposed of, but he'd never dare such sacrilege as to throw away the holy scripture, couldn't even bring himself to rip out a mere page of it.

He's found himself admiring your handwriting, mutely pronouncing your name as his finger runs over the dried ink. You had additionally scribbled a little arrow towards one certain bible passage, along with a smiley and an exclamation mark.

! -> "Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you."

He grumbles loudly at your subtle provocation, but needed to swallow his pride for the situation at hand was dire.

At the very same time on a different continent, you were deeply concentrated with an experiment when you got startled by the ringing of your phone. Not many people have this number, and those that do certainly don't call with a suppressed number.

"Hi! Y/N here" you speak with a cheerful voice despite not knowing who it is, and Anderson can feel his heart pounding against his ribcage at the delicate sound.

For a while there's only silence from the other side, until a grim voice finally wrung out an introduction. "...this is Father Anderson."

A self-satisfied grin formed on your lips. If only you could see his face right now, he's probably seething at this humiliation of crawling back to you.

"Ohh, look who decided to call. And so soon already..." you tease, smugly leaning against your table. "To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?"

You hear him take a deep breath, the gravity of his sigh a bit concerning. "...a child in my care is...sick, very sick through something otherworldly, but we can't identify the cause. We've tried everything, even our most skilled doctors and exorcists, but..." his voice is shaking in apprehension, "I'm...at my wits end here...what if the boy dies...I can't-"

"Hey." Your whole demeanour shifts immediately upon hearing this, tone stern yet reassuring. "Calm down, it's alright. We'll find a solution, I promise."

Anderson lets out a small whine, running a hand from his face through his hair before speaking up again. "Please, just...hurry..."

It took you half a day until you were close enough to teleport, already the midst of night when you draw the coordinates Anderson gave you into your magic circle.

The orphanage is almost empty as you appeared in a blind spot outside in the garden, sending the paladin a quick message that you had arrived. He came to pick you up almost instantly, a dissheveled mess of a man rushing towards you only to be taken aback by your appearance.

"What in the world are you wearing?" he speaks between grit teeth at the modest, almost pious clothing you currently had. Even a gold cross necklace adorned your neck, and he could barely hide the obvious disdain of using his religion as a disguise. But he bites back any argument due to lack of time. "I'm in the midst of enemy territory, did you really think I'd draw attention by looking like a walking target?"

The priest nods mutely at your reasoning, waving for you to follow him. As you walk unseen through dark hallways, he can't help but keep glancing over to you, unable to decide if he was irritated or astonished by the way you presented yourself.

Seeing you like that almost makes him forget that you were far from innocent. He can't believe his desparation drove him into doing this, putting the orphans at risk by bringing some evil savage like you here.

But then again, this orphanage is not only symbolically a spiritual place - it is enhanced by countless precautions to keep the underworld away. Yet you roam it so freely, without even the slightest effect or repercussion.

Deep down he knew the plain truth - it's because you weren't a threat.

"How is the child?" you cut through the heavy silence coating you two, and his expression turns pensive. "Getting worse by the hour. But see for yourself."

When you entered the small bedroom your heart dropped. A small and frail boy, five or six years old at best had been tied hands and feet to the mattress. The noises he made were heartscattering, his misery causing you to let out a choked sob.

Anderson put on his usual strong and calm front as he walked over to the child, strained creaks filling the room as the massive man sat on the edge of the bed, exchanging a cold cloth on the little one's forehead. "We saved him from the fangs of an occultist a few days ago, and shortly after he fell into this state."

Your bottom lip trembles slightly at the sight, but you tried to keep it together. Not thinking about the impression it makes you pull out a small dagger from your sleeve, and without hesitation Anderson grabs your wrist roughly, twisting it just shy from painful. "Don't you dare try something, wench. I'm protecting these kids with my life, do you hear me?"

The paladin was on high alert ever since you stepped foot onto these holy grounds, and now all of those images Iscariot had indoctrinated him with were resurfacing.

One in particular, the old superstition that witches use the body parts of children to make their ointments.

"Darling..." The endearing term only adds to his fury, blaming himself for having been blinded by your innocent facade. Still, he automatically softens his hold when he sees your face grimace in pain. "Don't you think if I wanted to snatch a child I wouldn't have to go out of my way and come to the Vatican of all places?"

You drop the knife to the ground, looking at him and the boy with pleading eyes. "I just wanted to cut the ropes, I swear. They're unnecessary and cruel."

Anderson narrows his eyes at you before letting go with a frustrated growl, using a bayonet to cut the child free himself. You sit down way too close to the man but he wouldn't protest, since it means he can better stop you shall he not like anything you do.

"That's not a demonic possession, not entirely at least" you ponder, evaluating the black marks spreading like vines across the child's body. "It's a pact. The occultist wanted to use him as a human sacrifice...he asks the fiend a favor, and in return the boy either dies or the curse takes physical form eventually, causing a lot of harm."

Anderson angrily works his jaw, brow sinking deeper and deeper with every word you say - until he sees you tend to the child so tender and careful, genuine worry present on your face. Letting go of the tiny hand to put yours on the priest's shoulder, you try to raise his spirits. "I got this. Don't you worry."

He sees you rummaging in the small bag, to his confusion taking out way more things that could possibly fit in there. You let out an amused huff at his puzzled expression. "Pocket dimension, jealous? I bet carrying all those bayonets is really difficult."

It takes a while until everything is set up for the ritual, and Anderson already dreads how to explain all this stuff if anyone unexpectedly interfered.

You position yourself at the foot of the bed, while you sent him to a corner of the room, still wary yet trusting enough by now. "Oh, and Anderson?" Cutting deeply into your palm and letting blood drip onto the sheets, you look at the priest with a conflicted, almost fearful expression. "Yes?"

Your voice is filled with dread as you tell him your request. "Promise you kill me if things go south."

Although the mental image somehow made his guts churn like he had just been disemboweled, he wouldn't let it show. "...no need to tell me." You crack a forced yet hopeful smile at the man and continue.

The whole ceremony didn't even last a minute, and before Anderson could comprehend what happened - let alone if it succeeded - you collapsed to the floor, holding your face while screaming in agony. Instinctively he drew his bayonets, but then tossed them away and rushed to your side against all common sense.

"Hey, hey, talk to me!" He gently shook you as he called your name, but you remained paralyzed in pain. For a while he couldn't do anything but just held you firmly into his arms until your squalls ebbed down to breathless whimpers.

When you finally recovered and opened your eyes again, he was horrified to see the same pitch black that was tainting the child had swallowed your whole left eye. The iris is white and absent of a pupil, and yet he could still feel your soft gaze on him.

"Heh...heya there..." you chuckle weakly, and he can't help but mirror your smile in relief, reluctant to let you out of his grip just yet. "Oi, you scared me half to death.

"Sorry, sorry..." You blink heavily trying to adjust to the partial blindness on the left, only now realizing the position you're in. Wriggling your eyebrows at the man now that your usual smugness had returned, you sit up, positioning yourself in his lap.

Despite feeling his head spin at the indecent proximity, the priest's attention shifts to the boy again. He looks...better. Great, actually. All marks were gone from his body and color had returned to his cheeks. He was resting peacefully, finally able to give in to exhaustion after such a long period of torment.

"Thank god..."

"God had nothing to do with this!" you object with a sour expression, feeling like you're robbed of your credit. Anderson laughed heartily at the adorable sight, squeezing the sides of your shoulders ever so slightly. "Oh yes, he did. He sent me an angel to save my wee boy."

The word slipped his throat faster than his mind could catch up on and for a while you just stared at each other in disbelief. "...maybe" you mumble eventually, straightening your clothes and hair after standing up again. Seeing him so approachable and uncharacteristically happy for a change certainly did something to you, but you'd rather drop dead than to admit it.

Suddenly the door slams open and you both startle, leaping away from each other to gain some acceptable distance again. Two girls around their early teens bark in, visibly upset for their younger 'sibling'.

"Heinkel, Yumie..." The paladin speaks strict yet with a profound affection, "It's far late for you to be up. What are you doing here?"

"We-we heard screams and got worried" the more timid one of them explained, but the blonde was boring holes into your skull with her questioning glare. "Who's that?"

Anderson panicks briefly, feeling caught. "That's Y/N. She's..." He gazes over to you, sharp features softening briefly as he scans his mind for an answer. "...a-a friend. Yes."

Your eyes widen for a fraction but you're quick to play along to save his integrity. "Right. Your dear father called me to assist him heal your brother in faith. I'm somewhat of an...occult expert, if you may say."

That answer obviously wasn't satisfying their curiosity and they kept prying. "What oder are you from?"

"Oh, I tend to work alone..." You rub the back of your head nervously, pacing on spot. "I'm more of a consultant."

They both stare at you for a while, eyes darting between you and the father until they notice the soundly sleeping child. "So he's doing better?"

"The boy is completely healed." You smile gently as you reassure them, "He'll be alright." Hearing this the two practically rejoiced, rushing towards you as they riddled you with questions.

"That's amazing! How did you do that? What caused it? And why is your left eye closed? How long do you know our Father?"

"Heavens, girls..." Anderson shooed them away from you, adjusting his glasses as he scolded them. "Remember your teachings. Stop harassing the poor gal, we all need to get some rest now."

They pout a little, too excited to want to leave and yet obeying without question. "Alright..." one of them ends the sentence of the other. "...but will you still be here tomorrow morning?"

"I'm afraid not. Remember to study well and not cause your Father over here any trouble, alright?" You put one hand on each of their heads and they beam up at you with a pleading look. "But you'll come visit again, won't you?"

"W-Well...I-I don't think that's-"

"Who knows" Anderson interrupted your pathetic struggling for words, "She's a busy woman, but she'd be thrilled to come when she's needed. Or am I wrong?"

You choke on a gasp for a second when he looks at you as if that was an order and not a suggestion. "I-I mean sure, yes...anything to help..." Oh, he'd definetly get payback for this.

That compromise seemingly placated the already yawning tweens and they finally trotted towards the bedchambers again, leaving you alone once more.

"What sweet girls..." you say dreamily as you look after them, beginning to laugh. "And so well-behaved. I almost can't believe you raised them." Only almost, though. That blunt stubbornness surely didn't fall far from the tree.

"Silence" he speaks between grit teeth, but they hint a small smile beneath. "Don't you dare getting too cocky, little witch."

"Did you truly mean what you said earlier?" You then give the man a side-glance, unbelieving that he'd seriously want to associate with the likes of you. Actually you were prepared to never hear from him again after this was over, lest allowing you to step foot on here ever again.

He crossed his arms in front of his broad chest, scoffing as he internally finished his moral debate. "Why not? After all, you're a frie- ally" he corrects himself in time.

Your lips curled into a crooked smirk at his revelation, yet you didn't want to push his buttons too hard. "I think I might need some fresh air..."

Anderson safely guides you out of the orphanage, away from any watchful eyes until you finally drop on a nearby bench. He keeps a watchful eye on you, face twisting in sorrow when you look up to the starry sky.

Despite everything, you still look like a surreal piece of art.

The priest sighs as he plummets down on the other end of the bench, looking anywhere but your face. "So..." he finally dares asking, though dreading the answer. "What about your eye?"

Leaning against the backrest, you let a hand run over the closed lid. "There was no way to purge the curse, so...I absorbed it instead." You turn to look at him, cheerful and appeasing. "I just need to keep it in check. I'll make it work somehow, I always do. Hell, I bet I even find a way to use it to my advantage. You just wait!"

The paladin faces the floor, arms resting on his knees as the familiar weight of guilt begins to settle in on his shoulders. "Why didn't you ask me on your stead?" You didn't even know this child, but you knew doing this would cost you this greatly.

Again, you just didn't make any sense at all.

"Too risky" you brush it off, waving in a dismissing gesture. "I doubt anyone would be able to stop a behemoth like you if the curse overwhelms you."

"...I honestly don't know what to say."

"How about 'thank you' for a start?" you laugh as if your sacrifice meant nothing at all. Your stoic friendliness despite the circumstances was almost deterring.

Anderson's mind keeps wandering back to what he's been conditioned to believe in without question - that witches are eldritch devil worshippers, capable of heinous evils.

But a person caring so deeply, so selflessly to protect an innocent soul cannot be completely corrupt, he concludes.

"Thank you, Y/N, truly" he speaks in a meek whisper, until his voice becomes more firm as he convinced himself to believe in you. "And I need to apologize too, I...misjudged you."

"No worries. Actually, you're full of pleasant surprises as well!" You pat his back lightly and the touch sents a shiver down his spine. "Didn't think you to be a children's man, for example."

"Heh. And I didn't think you'd be the type to fraternize with catholics."

"Touché." You snort, fondling with the cross dangling from your neck. "But I don't despise christians, I'm very fond of any believers in general." Organized religion that tries to twist their god's teachings for personal benefit, however... "Us witches believe in unison of all humans. Our philosophy is benevolence, unraveling the wonders of this and other worlds, and using this knowledge to aid others...so I'd personally call myself a researcher more than anything."

He nods at your exposition and tries to bite back any snark comment lying on the tip of his tongue. "Why are you telling me all this?"

"Well, I was wondering..." You shuffle closer, stopping only when you felt him becoming uncomfortable. "...what limits you could break if you let me enhance you. I could give you equipment or teach you some spells. Imagine how freely you could move if you can summon those bayonets instead of carrying them in your coat, for example."

Anderson raises an eyebrow at you, his lip twitching in mild distrust. "And you're gonna do this out of your great pagan altruism?"

"Exactly...well, not completely." You poke his chest and he lets out an irritated huff. "You're gonna let me know the secret behind your regeneration."

"Oh please, I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to. Not even I have access to those kinda documents." You grin almost devilishly as you continued to persuade him. "Doesn't matter, I can figure it out myself. I just need you." That wording made the fine hair in his neck raise into goosebumps. "Also, you pretty much owe me one."

Right now it felt like he was offered a contract with something demonic, and it frightened him how close he was to give in. "And I will set my face against anyone who turns to mediums and spiritists to prostitute themselves by following them, and I will cut them off from their people." (Leviticus 20:6)

This again. Ugh. "Your regeneration ability also isn't standard nature. As are our conjurations. It's all science at the bottom line, or god-given, or whatever you want to call it."

"...let me think about it."

Gotcha.

"Well, you know how to find me, darling" you coo and he feels his resolve crumbling, the sound of your voice a witchcraft in itself. "You wouldn't be the first cleric to accept enlightenment."

[Next Chapter]

[1mlostnow]

Bill cipher and will wood and Lemon demon and tally hall and sour candy and 2000’s emo & scene and those landline phones that were clear and showed all the wiring of the phone and invisible ink and rotting teeth and 4am and color coded scribbled maps and neon smiley face bandaids holding limbs together and grass stains and runs in tights going all the way from the toe to the waist and little beeps in the middle of the forest and little addendums in the margins of pocket sized bibles and neon spike tape holding old shoes together and the sound when someone would drop their whole pencil case and everything would scatter and roll across the floor and the smell of crayons and a dog barking from god knows where

[ramrodd]

Did Jesus Speak Greek?

COMMENTARY:

The issue is, did Jesus speak Latin, The Romans' ran the empire in Latin, The centurions ran their centuries in Latin, The original euangelion from Pilate to Tiberius cited by Tertullian conveying the tidings of joy regarding the Talking Cross. Everything that happens in Mark 15:1 -  16:8  happens in Latin, The autograph of the Gospel of Mark was in Latin up the Roman chain of command,, I can imagine the intelligence agency of the Praetorian Guard set up like the British MI6, as defines John LeCarre's George Smiley, Theophilus is the desk officer for Palestine and that part of Pax Romana, The difference between Pax Romana and the British Empire is Lloyds of London, Lloyds of London is a mechanism of Free Enterprise/anti-Piracy global trade. Warfare is trade between kings, What the Talking Cross represents to me in the context of the Liberation Gospel I took to Vietnam and brought back to the World, but nobody is interested, The Liberation Gospel of Cornelius existed for Cornelius before he encountered Jesus, Cornelius was a God Fearer and had a professional relationship withe Yaweh Queen of Battle I'm a  combat vet, I've fought along side Yaweh, Queen of Battle a couple of times and then I played  rugby until 1995 to recapture the intensity without the blood, Jesus is astonished to discover a Pagan who had the same relationship to Yaweh, Queen of Battle Jesus had. Cornelius is justified by faith on exactly the same terms as Abram in Genesis 15:6, This is the point of the Taling Cross: Elohim the verb designated the Italian Regiment of the Praetorian Guard as the New Wine Skin for the New Wine of  Jesus, This is where N/T/Wright's interpretation of Pauline Theology is exactly correct going back to before the Burning Bush. All the Roman soldiers in the Praetorium with Jesus got the scuttle butt about the Talking Cross from the 16 soldiers and centurion at the tomb who had the vision of the Talking Cross around the time whatever created the Shroud of Turin happened and felt like an earht quake because of the  physics of removing a mass in 35 billionth of  second leaves a vacuum that is intantly filled, exaclty like a  clap of thunder, Underground. It may have caused the swoon the guard mount went to for the vision they shared of the Talking Cross. This has to do with the world governance made possible by Pauline Theology, in the way N.T.. Wright understands it. In terms of moral philosophy such as displayed int Adam Smith's Wealth of Nations,, the narrative of the Bible is the epistemological bridge than has been created between the social organization required to build the Pyramids to the metaphysics of Apollo 11, Jesus was trying to bring His Disciples up to speed with the same process theology Cornelius exercised in his role in Latin, The Talking Cross is an endorsement of the Roman Republic as a subordinate element to the larger commonwealth of the Empire. The centurions are the difference between the Real Warfare of everybody else in the Mediterranian and the Roman legions, which are instruments of the state in the True warfare of Clausewitz. The military tradition represented by Cornelius runs straight as a laser to the Command Sergeant Major of the Army, Humanity is suppose to colonize Marx, going bac to the Persians and the Magi of the Bible. The Bible doesn't need to be defended> It needs to be experienced through the Liberation  Gospel, where Salvation is bought an paid for and everyday advancing the Great Commission is another day in Paradise. Eschatology falls into the category of let the dead bury the dead, the same psychological dead end as the Egyptian focus on the after=life.   The issue is, could Jesus speak in Latin? Or were the Roman soldiers fully immersed in Aramaic? Was the linguistic register of the Roman soldier superior to Jesus? The connection of Jesus to Josephus is the feeding of the 5000.   Jesus transforms a lynch mob into a Galilee Militia the size and organization of a Roman legion, This militia participated in the destruction of the 12th Legion in 66 that set off the Jewish Wars and is the military organization Josephus sacrifices for his own ambitions. Or as a servant of the Holy Spirit.

[sims-inmymouth]

Delilah Five - Ep. Five

Jan 16, 20XX

My friends were able to cheer me up, but only a bit. It’s natural, I think. These things take time—that’s what Hossannah told me. When I first woke up, I went downstairs and went to eat breakfast. Hossannah was downstairs and led me outside to talk.

I told Hossannah what happened. She sat and she listened to everything I’ve had to say. She’s killed zombies before, but never before when they were a person first. I worded that poorly. When she SAW they were a person first. She seemed a bit twitchy, I hope I didn’t upset her with my story…

I needed to milk the cows and clean out their pens. Hosannah offered to do it for me, but I said I wanted to do it on my own. A mistake if you ask me--Gilead spooked and knocked the milk EVERYWHERE. I was soaking and smelled like sour milk. I gave the bottles I could scrounge up (six) to Hossannah to pasteurize while I showered.

I spent most of the afternoon tucked away in the fruit trees. Theodora told me a while ago that snow was bound to come soon, and the fruit would die with it. I thought of picking fruit but decided against it. I grabbed a few apples for myself, ate in the branches, and that was it.

I still don't know how to feel about the zombie situation. It makes me sick to think about, but it was either them or me. I wonder how Tamah feels about killing zombies. She's still away scavenging supplies as I write this. I hope she's safe.

Hossannah made roast chicken for dinner. We don't have chickens anymore, so I didn't know where the meat came from. I guess she must've gone off farm grounds and killed a wild one. She also baked cookies. As we ate, I started to notice that Theodora hadn't been here in a while. All day, in fact. She really likes cookies (REALLY likes cookies. Once, she fought Tamah over the last one, and it ended in minor bloodshed), so I was surprised to see her gone. It was another hour before she had shown up. She looked really smiley, and so did Hossannah.

They gave me gifts. Gifts! The first presents I've gotten since the whole apocalypse started. (Well, besides the home and shelter and food. You know what I mean). Hossannah gave me a set of markers! I didn't even know they still made those! Well, that's misleading, they aren't new at all. Hossannah told me they were hers and she used them to mark up her Bible, but she didn't need it anymore since the book was all marked up. I never took her for religious, but I guess the apocalypse does things to people. I've got a whole bunch of new colors, lemme try. We've got PINK and RED and BLUE and a couple nice GREENS. All I use to write these entries is a shitty black crayon. These entries are about to get a lot nicer!

Theodora gave me a small blue radio and an explanation for her absence; she spent all day fixing up the radio for me. It's got the weather/zombie station, a few radio stations from way far away, and best of all. There's a troupe of performers and actors super far away from here, and they record their performances and put them through the radio. The lines are crackly and give out a lot, but just being able to listen to something like that feels amazing. I tuned in and they were playing A Streetcar Named Desire. Never heard of it before, but I liked it!

I ended the evening stargazing with Theo and Hossannah by my side. I think that was my favorite part of the day. I felt a lot better with them by my side. Things will get better, I think. I hope.

I drew myself with the new markers! I think it looks great, doesn't it?

Yours,

Ruth Givens

[stargirlwrites]

Little star sinner ~

-> churchy sub Jungkook x f. Dom reader

-> sinner f. reader and church boy Jungkook

Warnings -> smut - virginity lost- car sex- oral inside church storage closet- pain kink- big b00bs- mommy kink- edging- unprotected sex- riding- whiny koo- edging- scratching- crying during sex- blow job- handjob- nipple play- huge religious topics- its kinda messed up but everything is consent given. - age gap (Jungkook is 6 years older)

• kinda just smut with a bit of fluff at the end <3 •

*the "f." Means female reader btw just in case you're new here !! ~ *

☆ ------ ︻╦╤─ ҉ -¨ * ‧₊˚*♡ * *” ♡. ♡ ------ ☆

"Oh my.. no.. its too much p-please oh no" tears escaped Jungkooks eyes as he felt all the pleasure you were providing him, but he still couldn't back away. He just needed to cum inside your mouth, he needed this.

Your knees were definitely bruising from the hard floor of the storage closet inside the church. Your throat pulsing and tongue moving on Jungkooks dick was probably the best thing you've ever felt.

"You almost close baby?" You say as you take a breath of air while stroking his cock. You felt so in control. Well.. maybe because you were in control. You were only 19 yet you had this 25 year old Virgin man wrapped around your finger, how could you not feel powerful.

Jungkook shivered at the feeling of your lip snake bites, smiley, and tongue piercings gliding over his cock while you sucked and slurped all of him.

"M' I'm g-going to-" he couldn't even finished his sentence before you took him out of your mouth. He opened his eyes and looked down at you... smirking. He saw nothing but pure evil.

"N-no. Please I need to...." he couldn't even think of words. You got him so whipped for you. Tears rolling down his cheeks as his thighs shaked.

"Its 1: 57 pm silly. Bible study starts at 2 pm we need to hurry before mommy and daddy starts wondering where their youngest most precious son is doing. You wouldn't want them to know you were about to cum in my mouth in the churchs storage closet now would you?" Your words were pure venom. He couldn't believe you for a second but then he almost remembered he couldn't underestimate the chokehold the devil has around unwell people.

He just nodded and picked up his church slacks, he re did his tie and patted himself down so no flint was on him. He looked at you.. the way you were dressed. He knew the churchs message was to come as you are so you can leave with the lord in your heart but he was convinced not even the highest power can save you.

"__, I uh.. you should try shopping for more church appropriate clothing. Not in a b-bad way of course but.. this is how I get distracted.."

he pointed at you. The black crop top that showed 98% of your breast. The ripped baggy jeans with huge holes that can show your fishnets. Your tattoos on full display and all of your piercings intact on your body. You didn't even wear a bra for crying out loud he and anybody else can clearly see the nipple piercings. Your beat up converse with what looked like devil worshiping symbols written on them with what seems like black and red pen.

"How cute, blaming the way I dress and look for you being a filthy little sinner hmm? Wasn't it you who got a boner by me just removing my jacket? Wasn't it you who touched yourself looking at me as if i didn't notice while wearing a damn rosary inside a church?"

Jungkook was on the verge of crying. He felt disgusted of himself. He feels like evil has taken control over him. Tears forming inside his eyes and chest heaving up and down while you speak.

"Darling don't cry, it's okay to love yourself and make sure you feel good hm? Don't you think Bible study can wait? You wanna become a man instead of ready the same boring book baby?"

Gosh he hated you. He hated himself. Jungkook hated that your words turned him on. Hated that you were such a man eater. He looked at the cross hanging from his neck, he prayed and prayed days and days for god to save him but evil has consumed all his will power. Prayed and begged god to just make him stop touching himself to the thought of you, but he couldn't stop. He needed more, he needed you.

"p-please" was all he said as you smirked and took his hand and led him out the church.

It was like his life flashed before his eyes because next thing he knows he's in your light marijuana smelling car. It wasn't that big but it could fit at least 3 people in the back. You had a blanket in the back seat of your car so at least that was something.

"Are we leaving or.." he looked at you and your pants were already off.

"Of course not silly" you giggled, looking deep into his eyes for a split second. He could've swore he just saw the most beautiful angle and the most seducing demon at the same time.

"Take your clothes off for me kookie" you attached your lips to his as he kissed back, also not hesitating to undress himself for you. He was completely undressed, he tugged his boxers down and revealed his throbbing angry cock leaking with pre cum.

He was so sensitive the smallest bit of friction made him moan into your mouth. He can feel your smirk on his lips, taking your tongue out from his throat you grab his length and tug on it making him whine pretty loudly. What you did next made him cry and roll his eyes back. Gosh his sounds made you even wetter.

You slapped his cock, a drop of pre cum flying off onto Jungkooks cheek.

"You like when I slap your cock around baby? Love it when I make you feel good hmm." Jungkooks mind was going left and right. All he could think of was you, it's like you put a spell on him.

"Please.. I need you so bad. I'll do a-anything just give it to me.. please." He was at full submission and you loved it. He loved it too. He wanted you so had. He needed your pussy around his cock. He needed to be nasty with you.

"Of course baby. You've been so good you deserve it" Jungkook sat down in the middle of the back seat, his legs spreaded apart as his cock was screaming for you. You hovered over his dick, slowly sinking down so your wet pussy lips were sliding on his tip.

"F-fuck! Yes please I need it mommy!" As unexpected as his pleads were it made you wanna ride him like there was no tomorrow.

You sink down on his cock and felt the nice stretch he was giving you. Jungkook didn't know how to react so the first thing he did was full on cry. You looked at his face and saw tears rolling down his cheeks, his cheeks also a pretty pink color. You took his full length inside you didn't move to let him get used to the feeling.

"F-fuck your dick is so big kookie" you can feel his tip deep inside you.

"You feel so good and warm. Feels so good.. oh my.. it's t-ight and warm." Jungkooks dick twitched inside of you as you started to move a bit, basically slightly bouncing up and down.

Soon you guys were both moans and moving in rhythm. He didn't really know what to do his body just instantly trusted upwards inside your warm wet cunt. You grabbed Jungkooks lard hand inside your slim small one , making him spread your puffy pretty pussy lips and placed his index and middle finger on your clit, signaling him to rub you as you rode him.

"Love riding your cock kookie. S-so big, you're doing so good for me baby I'm so so proud of you. Being a good boy just for me. Being a good little star sinner for mommy" His cock hit this one spot inside your pussy that made you squeal. You can feel every vein and every drop of pre cum that was sliding against your tight walls.

Your hands reached to his light brownish nipples and started toying with them. Jungkook didn't know he could receive such pleasure from getting his nipples touched. His sweet moans made you ride him faster as you attach your lips on his nipples making him moan out loudly. Thank god your windows were tinted black if not you and jungkook could've had an exorcism preformed on you guys by the church if they saw this.

"I- I'm gonna cum! Mommy please I c-an't" Jungkooks cock was pulsing inside you cunt, your moans and the way your lips sucked on his nipples were enough to make him bust his load inside you right then and there.

"Hold it baby. " you said, pushing Jungkook down so his body is laying down on the seats. You quickly got on top of him and moved your hips around in a circular motion, then back and forth. Jungkooks eyes rolled back for a second. He literally almost saw heaven. His tip hitting your insides made you scream out his name. Jungkooks large hands groping your huge breast that didn't even fit all the way in his hand making you reach your high.

"Fuck Jungkook! Fuck baby your huge fucking dick gonna make me cum all o-over! You're such a fucking good boy" The praise was amazing, but what was even more amazing was your black painted nails digging in his chest. The pain of your nails digging from his collar bone all the way to his abs. Feeling your nails drag across his chest made him start thrusting up. His thighs shaking in insane pleasure.

"I-im cumming !" Jungkooks cum painted your gummy warm insides, you moaned out loud with the feeling of his hot cum reaching all the way to your womb. You didn't care about protection or the risk of getting impregnated at the moment, all you cared about was this big dummy underneath you. You hoped off his softening dick, the feeling of removing his long thick length from your insides making you groan a bit.

Jungkook was looking up at you with a big smile on his face, looking a little silly but that's alright.

"That was so.. amazing koo" you placed kisses all over his cheeks, neck, nose, and lips. He pulled you in for a big kiss which caught you by surprise. After a couple seconds you both pulled away. You instantly went to get soft clean tissues to clean both of you up. You cleaned yourself up and then put your full attention on Jungkook. Carefully cleaning his abs, thighs, and cock with the tissue. Making sure his soft skin was clean and didn't have any rash. You put on your panties and a shirt on and quickly put pajama pants on Jungkook and a warm shirt since it was a little chilli outside. You looked up at him and saw stars in his big glassy eyes.

"I love you" was all that came out of Jungkooks mouth.

"I.. I love you too, My Little star sinner" you whispered and squished his cheeks making you both giggle cutely

"Let's go to my place, we'll cook and watch movies.. and maybe sin a little more." You winked at him.

And with that.. you drove Jungkook home and ended up falling asleep with his head on your lap and your hand in his fluffy hair as the TV played the care bear movies.

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holy fuck😭.

Hope You Guys Enoyed This!! ♡

[writingwithfolklore]

Funny Film Terms

                One of the funniest (and most annoying) things about the film world is that the industry has nicknamed everything. I’m talking from tennis balls to lights to stands, almost everything has its own film industry nickname, and some of them are kind of a lot of fun.

                So I’ve put together a list of my favourite terms to help you develop your film language for writing (or even just impress some people at a party).

A

Apple Box – A small box used to raise stands, tripods, or other equipment up a few inches. There’s the apple (full size), half apple (half the size of the full), quarter apple (quarter the size of the full), and a pancake which is the smallest. Usually there’s a ton of these on set, because we use them for just about everything. I’ve been on a set that’s made a bed out of apple boxes and a few blankets.

B

Baby – There’s a baby light, which is the smallest Fresnel light at 1000 watts, or a baby stand which is a small stand, and lastly the baby plate which is a small plate that can be screwed into walls, floors, ceilings, to mount lights and other equipment. We saw small equipment and immediately went “a baby!!” I guess.

Back lot – Essentially a fake street or set, typically in a studio where scenes can be filmed that still look real but the crew has more control over what it looks like than if they filmed on location. Typically everything found on a back lot (from trees, to streetlamps, to storefronts, to doors) is all fake. Not joking. Even a cinderblock on the ground is made out of foam. The more you know!

Banana – This one is a funny thing to hear on set. It’s essentially an actor movement where they’re walking in a curved line (to hide how small a space is or get around a hidden piece of equipment) but to the camera it looks like they’re walking straight. It’s a good way to get them to where they need to be without revealing the truth of the set.

Bible – A document that includes basically everything you need to know about characters, story arcs, plots, and any other key elements in a show so the writers, producers, and directors can refer to it during shooting—especially important given most shows don’t keep the same directors/writers throughout, and there’s a new director per episode, so keeping everything consistent is made much easier using a bible.

Biz – I don’t know anyone who actually uses this term for the “movie business” but we learned it. Typically people just call it “the industry” which is appropriately ominous.

Bogie – Essentially something in the shot that’s not meant to be. Usually a pedestrian or a vehicle that’s accidentally wandered onto a set.

C

C-47 – Literally just a clothespin

Circus – The area where trucks, trailers, tents, etc. are set up during filming.

D

Dead Cat – The fuzzy/foam thing that goes over the mic is actually (and I’m not kidding) called a dead cat. I’m not sure why, but essentially it just lessens wind noise and improves sound quality when recording actors. Oh, and the small version? That’s called a dead kitten.

H

Horse Opera: Old term for a western movie.

Q

Quacker Clamp – A type of clamp that looks a bit like a duck’s bill. Used for holding onto something thicker like a ledge/counter/pipe.

S

Smiley’s - Stands that hold light or other equipment often have long arms—when the arm sticks out at a level humans could walk into, we put tennis balls on the ends to protect eyes and skin and such. These tennis balls are called Smiley’s because they have a hole cut into them that looks like a smile.

W

Walla – Crowd background noise that’s quiet and you can’t really make out any words. Called ‘walla’ because that’s sort of what it sounds like, just a bunch of people quietly going, “walla walla walla walla…”

                There’s so, so much more I wish I could share it all with you guys but this post would literally be like 5000+ words long so I have to call it here. Any terms surprise you, or do you know of any notable ones that I missed? Let me know!

[countingthesteps]

So glad that Porsche seems to have awoken from his fantasy romance with Kinn. I get being starved for deep connections but this was ridiculous. Right at the start he should have seen the red flags. You may argue that Kinn is just a pawn in his father’s plans but gosh it’s infuriating. Hope Porsche stays awake for the last episode. The oxymoron of him trusting Vegas of all people, when he can’t trust the main family (duh) isn’t lost on me but it makes so much sense. Who else could be more willing to dig up all the wrongdoings of the family and shame them?

This is probably an unpopular opinion but I don’t like how Mile plays Kinn. He’s good at mad and broody, good at horny, but he’s so cringe when he plays lovey dovey smiley Kinn. I just have to roll my eyes. Guess it’s just out of character and not Mile’s fault, but he pays for other people’s mistakes I guess.

My love of everything VegasPete has reached new highs. Bible and Build just gave it all to their roles and it shows. There is so much emotion and sharp feelings in their scenes. I loved how Vegas is so broken that he just goes back and forth from psycho to domestic and back to violent crazy person to desperate. And Pete is so real when he’s caught in between his new born feelings for Vegas and his loyalty to the main family. It must be scary to be so divided and helpless. And when he’s finally free and back where he belongs (or so he thinks) he needs to hide the conflict going on inside him.

I loved that they gave us the moment Pete’s mask falls. When he is alone and he looks for his connection to Vegas on his body: the hand he kissed, the wrists he tied, the neck he held. That’s an amazing shot and played masterfully by Build. And the parallel emotions on Vegas’ side. The uneaten food he made for Pete, that room where they shared so much.

And the scene at the club was just the cherry on top for me. The way Vegas grabbed the gun and pushed it against his chest asking Pete why he wasn’t shooting. And the hug, the ugly crying 😭 i don’t have the words for that moment…

Lastly, for what it’s worth… I get Kim. I totally understand him and the way he behaved, though it broke Chay’s heart and his own. He knows what kind of family he has and was trying to protect Chay the only way he knows how: creating distance. I’m sorry people kind of hate him for that.

[tendous-socks]

TOKYO REVENGERS HEADCANONS OF ME BEING NON BINARY / REACTING TO SOMEONE BEING NON BINARY

tw: ⚠️⚠️kisaki⚠️⚠️ and manga spoilers, mentions of death, transphobia,

would misgender and dead-name me

1.kisaki.

must i need an explanation?😐

2. shion

“ what’re you gonna do about it?? HUH?? WHAT’RE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT ???”

actively looks for a fight

… if y’all are in a relationship he’d still call you his “girl” but beats people up for doing so….

3. mucho

i get the vibes that he’s traditional

would silently stare in judgment

4. mochi

he just doesn’t care clslfkxkslk

thinks it’s weird

“ nor/mal”

7. rindou..

“you either have a pen or a vag. “

8.ran

“interesting”

*continues dead naming me*

9. KOKO

he would be nicer about it when he’s in toman due to inui… but once they’re separated- an ABSOLUTE MEANCE

… reluctantly apart of the protection squad with inui ( enjoys beating people up tho)

10. bontent mikey

… he’s just so tired and doesn’t really care ) that is if you’re not close with him… but then again how close can you really get?)

11. ) PAH CHIN

AND ONLY BECAUSE HE WAS IGNORANT AND HIS FATHER DIDN BELIEVE IN THAT STUFF AND HE DIDNT KNOW BUT THEN ( if y’all are close ) HE’D FEEL BAD AND AFTER YOU EXPLAINED IT TO HIM HE TOLD PEH CHIN TOO AND WERE SURPRISINGLY SUPPORTIVE

but if y’all ain’t close he would slowly get the hint… this is canon.

because i said so-

11. sanzu…

he’s quietly judging you

EDIT

SOMEONE SAID SANZU WOULD USE ANY PRONOUNS AND I REALLY LIKE THAT HC-

SO SANZU WOULD PROBABLY JUST ‘ SILENTLY JUDGE YOU’ SO OTHERS DONT CATCH ON MHMHM

12. akashi

traditional- plus it was a different era for him growing up so…

(would glare at someone if he really did see you getting emotionally distressed)

13. smiley

“ that’s one of the most stupidest shit ive ever fucking heard 😁”

.🙁

“ you either have tits or a dick “

.☹️

but would beat people up if you get SUPER upset ( call it his protect instincts with angry, but would send people to the hospital)

14. taiju

“ i wanna church girl who goes to church and reads her bible “

would spit at me

- WHO WOULD BEAT SOMEONE UP FOR DEAD-NAMING / MISGENDERING

1. PAH CHIN AND PEH YAN

THEYRE ABSOLUTE MENACES TO SOCIETY IF SOMEONE CALLS YOU A GIRL / BOY

head canon : during tenjiku you were there and had to adjust your transtape cause it was coming lose 🙄

which is literally the most annoying thing in the world-

and shion saw you.

he came up and was like “ HUH WHAT’VE WE GOT HERE?? A GIRL PRETENDING TO BE A G-“

couldn’t even finish his sentence with how fast peh chin clocked his ass 🤭

( peh yan supremacy)

2. my main man takemichy

no explanation needed ( maybe deadnamed you only once cause he didn’t know)

3. inui cause i said so

5. BAJI BAJI

BAJI WOULD ALMOST KILL A DUDE FOR CALLING YOU YOUR DEAD NAME

i KNOW mama baji raised him right ✋🙄

almost clocked chifuyu when you told him about your first encounter kcksldofospdoco

almost clocked your mom when she said “you got it girlfriend”

she was confused when she saw you desperately trying to prevent the next criminal minds episode

best listener for body dystrophia fight me 🙉❤️

6. senju

*comes out*

“..oh okay! anyways as i was saying [preferred name] “

would need some gentle reminders only once or twice cause i will say it does take a bit of time for people to get used to it and there are always a few slip ups

tells akashi about your pronouns ( ONLY WITH YOUR CONSENT OFC)

( promises to try and be more girly if he calls you by them and your preferred name)

she wants you to go into more details about what you’re feeling cause she’s genuinely very interested about everything and she wants to know more about you.

7. emma 😻 vv supportive 🙌🙌

*sicks mikey and draken out on anyone who hurts your feelings

“you know [blah blah blah] from history?”

“of course yeah “

“yeah he ended up calling me slur during class- what’re you doing?”

*emma pulling out her phone

“hm? oh nothing don’t worry about it”

gave more insight about it to draken and mikey

8. HINA

YALL SAW HOW SHE SLAPPED MIKEY-

THIS GIRL WOULD D R A G A BITCH BY THEIR HAIR IF SHE SAW THEM BULLYING YOU

the one of correct takemichy

9. yuzuha

hina but 10x worse

trips transphobes for shit and giggles 🤪🤞

i like to think that the girls (all 4) would just all stare down a girl who was shit talking you and just pick her apart mercilessly ( a little ooc but this is my head canons so they can be whatever i say they are)

ones idk about

1. mikey

he knows that you can handle yourself so he lets you correct people.

or

sometimes he’ll jump in and correct them instead for one of two reasons.

1. he felt like it

2. they kept calling you your dead name and misgendering you EVEN THOUGH you already corrected them

but if the person ACTIVELY does that and says some… not so fruity things. he’ll send em to the hospital and end up on life support 😌☝️

like dom tertto, he cares about his family. and toman is his family, and you’re in toman ( not THAT kind of y/n way 🙄 )

“ BE WHO YOU AREE🌈🌈🌈🌈🤪🤞🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈”

1. draken

… listen… idk why, but i just don’t SEE him beating people up for misgendering me… well okay i kinda see it,

but he’d be like, “ i don’t understand what you’re going through, but i support you and if you want to talk about it i’m here”

wants to try and understand so like i said before, he lets you rant about what you’re feeling

would let you handle your own battles cause your strong enough to

a true king 😎🙌

does in fact throw punches when it gets REALLY BAD

2. angry

… idk h o w empathic he is and how mad he’d have to be on your behalf when people actively kept misgendering you to become the blue ogre.

but he’d just start crying at the confrontation.. 😐

my hero ig 🤥

3. izana

“ that’s fucking stupid”

*beats up middle aged woman who said for you to “ have a good day ma’am”

but if y’all close he’ll only say it’s stupid once when he sees you genuinely upset and ignoring him

“ be who you are.. 🌈”

4. kaku

same boat as izana, A LOT less judgmental

5. mitsuya

won’t hesitate to send a bitch flying

actively corrects people

( teaches luna and mana about your pronouns for the next time you come over 🕺🏻)

TAKES YOU SHOPPING FOR CLOTHES

6. haitani brothers

*actively bullies you

*bullies kid into the grave for looking at your chest area

7. …hakkai

he accidentally slipped up once🤒

WHEN I SAY THIS MANS FACE WENT PALE- HE DIDNT TALK TO YOU FOR A W E E K MINIUM CAUSE HE FELT SO BAD

YOU KEPT TELLING HIM THAT ITS FINE-

BUT HE FELT AWFUL

( has nightmares about it)

8. chifuyu would only do it in his mohawk era cause he wanted to seem metal and impress da boys 🥶🥶☝️☝️

pulled you aside at the end of the day to apologize

( like i said before, baji almost clocked him when you told him about your first encounter )

who am i kidding they’re all in gangs, they’d probably kill someone if they hurt you cospwpfoslief

——————

IF YALL GOT ANYMORE IDEAS LMK CAUSE IM INVESTED IN YHIS AND WANNA HEAR WHAT YALL THINK

[griffintail]

14 Months

Summary: This is a part 2 to The Bolt.

Pairings: Technoblade x GN! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of death, Blood, Mild Violence, Implied Torture, Talks of Resurrections, Angst

A/N: I don’t know man, I don’t think you guys really wanted a part 2-- 

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        Phil was cleaning up when Techno came back into the house.

        “That was quick,” Phil muttered, then frowned when Techno started picking up his gear. “What are you doing?”

        “I’m going to pay a visit to an old friend,” Techno told him, before leaving the house once more.

        Phil tried to stop him, worried about what he meant but Techno was on Carl in a flash then he was gone.

        …

        Techno looked behind him as the lava fell, Dream standing up from his spot on the floor in surprise.

        “Techno, what do I owe the honor?” Dream asked.

        Techno looked over at the man, seeing he was still allowed to keep his mask it seems.

        “I heard you had a book that could bring back the dead.” Techno cut to the chase.

        Dream smirked. “You have? Now, where did you hear those rumors?”

        Dream knew about Techno losing his partner. He had seen it before he had set the TNT off above L’Manberg. He had wanted Techno’s grief to sink in though and come to him. That would just simply mean, Techno owed him another favor if he wanted them back.

        “Do you, or do you not, have something that can do that?” Techno gave a small growl, having no patience for Dream’s games.

        “I did.” Dream shrugged. “But I burned it.”

        Techno came forward and took Dream by the scruff his shirt, pinning him to the prison wall.

        “You did what!” Techno barked.

        “Hey! Hey!” Dream held up his hands as he laughed. “I didn’t say I didn’t memorize it before I burned it. It’s all up here.” He pointed at his head.

        “You’re nuts.” Techno snarled, letting go of the masked man. “Tell me how to do it.”

        “That’s not how this works.” Dream tutted. “You already owe me a favor Techno! Now, I’m looking to cash that one out with you…helping see the light.” He grinned wickedly behind his mask as Techno’s face stayed neutral. “But, of course, if you want my knowledge, that will mean another favor.”

        Techno now gave a snort and Dream frowned at the sound.

        “No.” Techno shook his head as he turned from the smiley masked face, running his hand along the walls. “You’re stuck. Can’t dig your own way out. No one can blow it up to simply get you. You have no power inside here Dream. So, I’ll have you find.” Techno turned his head to look at Dream, smirking as he glared at the man. “I have the power in this situation. So, you’re going to tell me everything before I even consider giving you my favor.”

        “You have nothing Techno. I’m the one you owe a favor to. You—”

        Techno was quick and Dream gave a yelp as he stumbled back in surprise, his mask cracked, a few splintered ends stabbing into the sides of his face as Techno’s knuckles were red from where he had punched the mask of the man.

        “The hell!” Dream shouted. “You’re not going to get anything out of me like that.”

        “No, I think I will. I’ve taken done hundreds of men and many nations all on my own before and one way or another. They bow to the Blood God.” Techno spread his hands, grinning.

        The voices chanted for blood at the words of his speech.

        “So, Dream. Will you bow or will I have to make you bow?”

        Dream clenched his jaw behind his mask. He needed to keep his pieces in this game.

        “Try me.” Dream challenged, standing in defense.

        “Blood for the Blood God then.” Techno grin turned wicked.

        …

        Sam stood up straight when he saw Techno mildly decorated in blood, several patches of the blood not connected to the few injuries he had.

        “What did…” Sam started, slightly furious.

        Techno had promised he was just going to talk to Dream.

        “We just had a nice chat. Don’t worry, I left him breathing.” Techno said in his monotone voice. “Lead the way out Sam.”

        “I can’t let you back into the prison after this Techno.”

        “I don’t need to come back. I have everything I need.” Techno said, the voices repeating Dream’s knowledge like a bible…

        …

        It was the dead of night when Techno got home, Phil passed out on a chest next to the window, having been waiting as long as he could for Techno. Techno didn’t wake the older man up though; instead, he grabbed a book and quickly wrote down what the voices had none stopped been chanting just so he could remember. Once it was all written down, the voices turned into a new chant.

        (Y/N)! (Y/N)! (Y/N)!

        He went outside quickly, reading the words over in his head before saying them out loud as he did the ritual. Thunder cracked with no storm as the wind picked up in the area around him as the snow was kicked up. Phil’s crows felt the crackle of power in the air and started cawing loudly, startling Phil awake as Techno finished the ritual.

        Techno looked around as Phil looked out the window and scrambled up to meet his friend outside. Techno snarled as he snapped the book shut. It didn’t work! He’d break that smiley-faced bastard out, only to get the information he wanted!

        “Techno! Mate! Where were you? Is that blood?!” Phil panicked as he came over.

        Techno’s breathing picked up as he had been so hopeful it would work! (Y/N) would have come back…He’d be able to hold them again…

        Then both Phil and Techno jumped as they heard a scream from Techno’s house. Techno’s breathing stopped before he sprinted inside.

        “(Y/N)!” He shouted.

        “T-Techno!” He heard a sob.

        He booked it up the ladder as Phil was standing wide-eyed at the door. Upstairs, (Y/N) clutched their chest as they sobbed looking around the familiar room. Techno ran to their side and hugged them tightly.

        “Shh, shh, it’s alright. You’re home.” He whispered. “You’re home.”

        “I-I-I-Was I really dead?” They held onto him tightly, trying to ground themselves.

        Techno gripped onto them tighter as he didn’t speak, the answer clear enough for (Y/N).

        “Oh god…I was dead for…For over a year…Holy—” They looked up at Techno. “W-Wilbur was there, a-and Schlatt and I-I there—I can’t.”

        Techno looked at them shocked as they spoke before trying to get them to focus.

        “Hey, hey. Look at me. You’re here. You’re ok.” He whispered to them, holding their face lightly. “I won’t let it happen again.”

        Their breathing slowed as they focused on Techno, tears running down both their faces, happy they were back as Phil stared in shock from his spot on the ladder.

        Techno didn’t know where they got a year from, they had only been gone two weeks and four days, but he didn’t care. All he knew, was it wasn’t going to happen again and he had (Y/N) back.

Tags: @sylum @zefrenchturtle @nevermore-forevermore 

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please could you make taehyung jealous for the next perfectly wrong drabbles? 👉👈

perfectly wrong | drabble [3]: if it’s one thing taehyung truly has a love-hate relationship with, it’s the fact that you have such a sweet, kind and warm demeanor towards everything and everyone.

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warnings: pretty fluffy, implied sexual content, cussing, tae is petty but also pouty

notes: feel free to send requests like this to my inbox and i will get to them! it may not be right away but i promise i’ll take a look. it can be for anyone in the perfectly wrong series. same thing goes for off the grid. however, please note that there are certain things i won’t write about - extreme mental/physical/verbal abuse (we’re all about fun, lighthearted pettiness here and nothing serious), threesomes, orgies, any extreme, intense smut because i’m still not used to writing smut like that. basically anything that you might be uncomfortable with or wouldn’t do in real life, i most likely will feel uncomfortable too and will not write about it! pls keep that in mind, thank you! love you all tons! 💗

Taehyung will not hesitate to let people know that he's your man and your man only. You thought he might have learned from the entire Jungkook situation, in which in a sense he has; he no longer acts weird about how close you and Jungkook are, but that doesn't mean he doesn't get jealous outside of that bubble.

He was the campus fuckboy, after all. He knows the capabilities of the boys here. He knows the intentions of the majority. He's familiar with the stupid little games boys play. If anything, he helped play a role in the stupidity of many boys on campus. He was a champion, the walking fuckboy 101 bible - they wanted to be Taehyung and they did everything to follow his ways.

So, when he's ordering coffee and sees a guy trying to lay his sweetness on you, getting all googly-eyed and licking his lips like you're his last meal on Earth, he doesn't like it one bit because he knows that look. He's been there before, especially with you. It doesn't help that you're super approachable, welcoming anything and anyone into your arms like you're some kind of saint.

The anonymous dude [Taehyung can't tell from afar] apparently cracks a joke, because you're entertaining it and playfully shoving him aside. You're beaming from ear to ear, tears almost streaming down from whatever joke he's telling you.

You hadn't laughed like that with him in awhile, nor has he seen you smile so big like that. Obviously, it's the jealousy talking. You loved Taehyung more than anything, and he was the only one who could make you feel the way that you do.

"The fuck?" He mumbles to himself.

"Here's your coffee, Tae." The barista says softly behind the counter, her gaze going between him and the scene. He can't keep his eyes off of this interaction, praying to the heavenly being above that the boy will get the hint and leave before Taehyung can get there. But he doesn't. He continues to crack jokes or whatever the hell he's doing to make you laugh the way that you're laughing. You rest your chin on your palm as you look at the dude in front of you, head tilted, looking all cute and shit and you don't even know it. Tae's eyes widen when he sees you place a hand on his shoulder and give it a gentle squeeze.

"T-thanks, could you actually just toss it in a to go cup, please? I think we're gonna head out instead." He dug his hands in his pockets as he keeps watch, the barista silently doing as asked. Taehyung quickly grabs the coffee and heads out to where you're seated, the dude still all up on his woman like he had been waiting for the right opportunity to pounce on her ass all day.

"Wow, are you serious? Christian that's hilarious, I'm sorry. Maybe you should have gone for that installment instead. Either way, I think it'll look amazing. It'll look so good when you finish it." He hears you reassuring ol' dude. You look up to see Taehyung slowly approaching, his forehead furrowed like some kind of angry, old man waiting for kids to get off of his porch. Curls all defined and fluffy, he didn't look intimidating to you one bit - but Christian squirms in his seat, finally catching the hint that Taehyung was not happy about him sitting that close to you with his arm brushing up against yours. Taehyung's eyes were piercing right through him, colored lenses intensifying the look.

"S-sorry, I was about to—"

"No, please stay. Let's all gather around and talk about each other's day." Taehyung sarcastically scrunches his nose and does a shimmy to show that he's actually not fucking playing right now and Christian better know what's good for him.

"I was just asking her for some advice on art class." He stands to nervously dust himself off. Now, if it's one thing you know too well, it's how petty Taehyung gets when he's jealous. You quietly sit there, a little hot and bothered with how Taehyung is acting, but you also want to laugh at how people really find Taehyung so intimidating. If you all only knew how much of a baby bear he was behind closed doors.

"Cute. You do know the fucking art room is two steps behind you, right? You know, where the professor usually is at." He steps forward, jaw slightly clenching.

"Look man, I really didn't mean any harm." Taehyung nods. "I was just about to leave."

"Don't forget to pick up your googly eyes from the floor." Taehyung shoots him a finger gun and clicks his teeth. "Wouldn't wanna misplace those for the next time you try and use them on my girlfriend again." Christian leaves without saying anything else, causing you to snort.

"What was that about?" You chuckle.

"Let's go." He sternly says, handing you the cup of coffee.

"I thought we were gonna sit and drink this here?"

"Or we can just sit and drink this at home." You hurriedly get up to follow him as he starts walking towards the car.

"Are you really that upset?"

"Are you really that upset?" He mocks your tone as he continues to walk to the car.

"Real mature, Kim Taehyung." He looks over his shoulder to glance at you with those eyes before looking back at the car. He silently opens the door for you, avoiding all contact. You silently giggle to yourself because even though he could get annoyingly petty like this, he still found ways to be a gentleman and cater to you. You watch as he plops into the driver's seat, sipping his coffee as he stares out at the campus. "Tae, what are we doing?"

"You wanted to sit and drink this here, right?"

"You're annoying." You roll your eyes and sit back. Was he really doing this right now? Taking your ass to the car to enjoy your coffee, away from people?

"Says the one who was all it'll look so good when you finish it. Ouuuu, either way it'll look amazing." He mocks your tone. "If anything, you're the annoying one, acting all cute when you know these dudes have it out for you. Since when do you shower people with compliments like that? I thought I was the only one."

"No, they don't, Christian is just a good friend from class and I was just trying to help give him some solid advice."

"Oh, so he's a good friend now?" He raises his eyebrow. "Jungkookie is a good friend. Hoseok is a good friend. Yoongi is a good friend." He counts on his hand, showing you the three fingers he has up. "Where's Christian at? I don't see him on that list. Christian is not a good friend." He puts his hand out as if he's waiting for your response. "Wooooow, it's quiet, no back talk, ey?" You put his hand down. Did I tell you he was also a comedian at best?

"Babe, stop." You pout, but he shakes his head. "Why are you acting so jealous right now?"

"Cause! The way you were all smiley and laughing with him. Praising him. Playfully pushing him and shit. You barely do that with me."

"You have got to be kidding. I've done that with you time and time again, I barely spend time with anyone else but you. You always make me laugh and you always make me smile, much more than anyone else."

"A-and you were like squeezing his shoulder so sweetly. You had this soft touch when it came to him even though he was looking at you like he was thinking some foul shit. You just— You just give it so easily."

"Baby." You chuckle. "Okay, that's just way too far."

"I know it all too well. I know a boy's brain like the back of my hand. So yeah, we're enjoying this coffee in here whether you like it or not." He furrows his eyebrows. You give him a moment to calm down before you reach over and caress his cheek. He welcomes your touch and you can instantly feel him relaxing as you continue to touch him gently.

"You're too cute."

"No." He pouts.

"Taehyung, you know I love you. And you know you're the only one who can make me feel all sorts of ways - one being happy and incredibly giddy from your lame jokes."

"They're not lame."

"They're lame." You joke as you scrunch your nose. "But that's what makes them unique to you. I wouldn't have it any other way. And on top of that, you know I can never stop smiling around you no matter the circumstance. Like now." You smile at him because honestly, he was being too fucking cute and you wanted nothing but to cuddle him at home. He had such a jealous side to him that little things ticked him off, but you knew he cared and just wanted you to himself. You couldn't help but feel the same, hence the girl at the mall being all flirty with him.

"Honestly, you're gonna be the death of me." He looks at you, his cheek falling deeper into your touch while you giggle. "Seriously, it's not funny. You had me experiencing heart palpitations when you touched him like that, it's not a joke."

"Relax." You chuckle. "You're dramatic."

"You wanna talk dramatic?" He looks at you. "She got all flirty with you when she walked off and you didn't even say anything!"

"Okay, I get it!"

"Mhm." He wiggles an eyebrow. He begins to start the car and pull off, the ride pretty silent. You knew he just needed a moment to get over himself, so as soon as you step into your apartment, you put your things aside and throw your arms around him.

"Babe." You plant kisses all over his face.

"Mmm, no—" He says in between kisses. "You— don't— get to do that—- and expect to— win me over— just like that."

"Uh huh. Yet, you're still kissing back." You say, pushing him towards your room. All you had planned was just to cradle your big baby and cuddle him until he felt better. You've learned that's how Taehyung gets over most things. Truly.

"Y/N, I'm not joking." He lays on his side after tossing his keys and phone on your night stand. He throws his hood over his head, while you throw yourself onto him, being the bigger spoon.

"Hey." You forcefully turn him around to make him face you. He does nothing look at you, allowing you to place a soft, passionate kiss on his plump lips. He gives into it, deepening it while tugging you closer to him. "You know I only have eyes for this handsome guy right here, right?" You boop the mole on his nose.

"Good, cause I want you all to myself. Stop being such a fucking saint. Be mean for once. I know you can do it, since you always catch an attitude with me." You laugh.

"Whatever, Taehyung. If that makes you feel better."

"Good." He smirks. "Come here. I'm trying to show you that you're mine and only mine." He wraps his arms around you and snuggles tightly against your body until you hear him softly snoring into your chest.

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ep 13. kinnporsche - spoilers

I shouldn't laugh but it was pretty hilarious how he slapped that plate out of Vegas hand

also very much in favor of how messed up vegas pete are

Peter knight

slightly confused at how kinn seemingly is okay with his dad wanting to take more control again

i really enjoy kinn and porsche and the overall wholesomeness and also the delicious undercurrent of tension

Bible and Vegas continue to excel

I will defend himbo porsche with everything I have but tankhun was so right to set kinn straight

omg VegasPete are a lot but oh wow is this an excellent dynamic (Bible and Build are fucking eating this scene)

Hello, I love being right about vegaspete and what the show is going for. 10 points for me and 11 for Pete for being a badass mf

I both can and cannot believe thankuns choice in mourning robes

I have become used to the tone changes but this funeral really is sth

lovely that we are keeping porsche afraid of ghost

I didn't know I wanted it but that call back to porsche feeling abused. oh god, Pete is breaking heart

awwww, baby porché making me said. awwww, now Kim is also all in his emotions . why don't you stay continues to be a gorgeous song. barcode really nails the romantic earnestness...oh god these two brothers so desperately in need of feeling loved...ahhhh....

the vegas pete destruction is really hitting the best places.

I only agree with taking him to yok if she gets Pete a way to relax. cannot be mad at tankhun for making it about himself

OH YES!

OH NO!

I mean, yes to the mess but oh boy....porsche please don't.

this is a changed vegas, but not sure as to in what direction

PORSCHE AHHHH from what you know you should've never brought Pete here

Build looks fucking amazing

don't like porsche for this but also: hello to this scene.

for some reason this vegaspete scene is giving me the weirdest twist on romeo and julie vibe

(sidebar: why is Porsche still in the bodyguard outfit, someone explain, unless Kinn has a kink)

ah, it is this scene. love how tasteful they go about the nude scenes. the lowkey sad instrumental is sending me. Apo and Mile are so great at kissing it is a delight.

porsche leaving that cute smiley on the card, dork

Peter Knight! Here again to distract the youngsters from going against Korns plan

Vegas is such a snake but I live for his face when he watches porsche and his uncle having their row

trauma aside I love that vegas has to take care of porsche and gets confronted with the Kinn Pete duo just a good excursion all around.

we end on a classic soap opera twist, love this show

edit: cannot believe that I forgot - just like the show - that Big still didn't get a funeral

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Heyy, Kinnporsche anon here!! (I know I'm not on anonymous but I like saying this). How are you doing?? Did you have a good week end?? 🤗

I just finished the episode, and It was amazing omg!!! Finally some dark mafia stuff!!!

I still can't believe Porsche ran away with Vegas??? And he seems to trusted him???? Like babe, I know he can speak well but there is a reason why everybody tell you to keep your distance (I can't blame him though, if I was in his position I would have done the same thing, what can I say, I'm a weak woman). I was not excepting to see Pete arrives omg!!! This man can fight, like we need to see him fight more!!!! But I was like why are fighting guys, you are supposed to be bestie 😭😭 Pete didn't deserve this kind of treatment.

Then Kinn arrives, like why not 5 minutes before??? All of this could have been avoid. When they point g*n at each other, I was screaming idiot at them. Because they are. But I screamed even more when Porsche asked Kinn to trust him, and that Kinn let him go. He may not have say he trust Porsche, but he shows him that he trust him!!!!! Like Kinn, my man, I knew you would disappoint. Like, he letting Porsche breaking down his walls one by one and I think that beautiful. Next step, it's him saying he trust and love him. I feel like it's going to be next episode.

Then the little Kimchay bubble. They are so cute, I can't really. If a Chay would say this kind of declaration, I would give him the world. The moon. The sun. Pluto. Everything. And his little smiley on the eggs, like I can't, he is too cute. I don't know how Kim didn't worship him.

Then the worst thing that could happen happened. I was ready to end Tawan, bc I knew he was him behind this. I was ready to go on a war, like nope. I'm really scared that this would not be last times the bad guys hurts Chay. They discover a weakness there. If they hurt Chay, they hurt Porsche, and if they hurt Porsche, they hurt Kinn and he would let his guard down. Ugh I don't want this to happens.

And let's talk about Kim fighting. Yes sir. It was so hot??????? Like he need to stop to be a singer for a little bit and give more of him in the mafia. I wonder what is the story of why he do not get involved. He seems like a real good element, why they let him go?? It could be interesting to see why 🤔 like he left the scene after the explosion, why not staying to talk with his brother?? Or to stay with Chay??? I hope Chay is mad at him for that.

Then we have Pete behind the best of friend??? He really goes somewhere he knew he is not going to get out of there alive, and still decide to go just to prove his friends is innocent??? I love him. Give him the world too.

The whole scene in the warehouse is just genius. I was not excepting any thing of what happened!!! So much tension and suspens !!!! I really love how they goes from Porsche to Kinn to Pete, I kept the tension so high lol the times!!

I could not believe Tawan and Vegas has some kind of relationship? Like I knew they were working together, but not be together. Even though, Vegas just uses him and It was all an act. Vegas really start to show his true colors, he is becoming the real vilian here, I'm so so excited omg!!! The way he explained his plan, like he is a manipulator omg I wonder how his relationship with Pete will go? Will he played with his emotion like he did with Tawan?? Bible did such a great job with Vegas character (I may have feels something when he start getting angry) !!

I was not surprised to see Ken being the mole, it was him or Big that make the most sense really. But Big loves Kinn too much for him to be the mole, so Ken make the most sense. I am kinda we don't know more on why he did this? Like please explain his motive? The money? Didn't like the main family? He loves Vegas? I just wanna know!!!

Kim shooting while being sleevesless should not be permitted. It's too much. I need more Mafia Kim!!!! I need to scream the next part but I CANNOT BELIVE BIG HIS DEAD, I DON'T WANT TO ACCEPT THIS. like nope. Nope. Nope. He deserves better. Like he really loves Kinn so much, protect someone just bc he knows it would hurt Kinn to see him hurt? My man 😭😭 (Notd makes me cry with his post on his social media. I dint' want him gone of the show)

I knew Kinn knows exactly about Tawan's plan, and it was an act all along. I knew I could trust him!! He was ready to shoot Tawan, and he would have be more satisfilying to see him shoot him to death. Or Porsche. (can we take a moment to appreciate the talent of the actor who played Tawan?). Kinn and Porsche running from the Bob while holding is such a dramatic move. I love them really.

I want to slap Kinn on the top of the head. He was planning to tell Porsche about his plan, but why he had to wait???? All the ansgt could have been avoid??? Can he think with his head??

Then the torture scene. I have to pause a few times. He was too intense???? Like??? I need a minute. He was too good?? The way Vegas and Pete look at each other??? Pete being all badass and not stopping to look at Vegas??? That's my man. The way they interact with each other makes me really excited for what come next. I'm sure Vegas will be intrigued about why Pete doesn't break down!! Maybe he will torture Pete more and more hardly, and Pete will not break down, and at the end, when the tension is too high, they will kiss?? I wonder if he is going to be free by Vegas himself, or if the major family will come save him (they are supposed to come see Vegas, like they are going to fing Pete, I'm sure of it. They need to)

Then the meeting scene. Tankhun showing he is the only one with braincell. They should just following what he is saying at this point. I hope we finished this season with him at the head of the mafia. That's what the King deserves. I find Kan behavior really sus. Why are you protecting your son if your are not the traitor? I think he, like Vegas, want more power and his son's behavior is helping him getting there. Khorn thinks he has the lead on this, but I think it will backfire. He should not trust his brother.

Then we have some Kinnporsche moment. They were too cute!!! First, they were arguing like toddler. Kinn has a lot good point on, but he should keep his boyfriend in the loop!!! Communicate guys!!!! The kiss right after Porsche says he didn't trust him shows me that Kinn trust Porsche!! He just has to says it now!!!! Like come one Kinn is not complicated!!!!

The scene in the bed was too cute!!! They are like after their date, all cute and in love!! I just want to see them happy like that all the time!!! Also Kinn being like '' I forget something '' yes you forget Pete, please go save him 😭

Now. What I am scared is that Porsche says '' Chay want me to resign ''. Porsche loves his brother, and doesn't want to hurt him. I scared he is going to resign for him 😭 I hope they have a heart to heart discussion, and Porsche can explain why he did that. He had his heart in the right place! I think Kim is not going to reach out to Chay, he seems to be the guys who doesn't want to face the reality? He also want to protect Chay, and he thinks leaving him is his only choice. I hope this is drama ois resolve quickly, bc I want to see him meet Kinn and Tankhun, and Kinn acting like a protective Big brother, and Tankhun be like '' shup up Kinn, look at him he is too cute, he would not hurt a fly '', and just adopt him and being all cute with him 😭

I wonder what is the plan if the minor family??They are too sus not to be plotting something. I wonder if Khorn is with them?? Or he is too stupid to not see it??? Or he is plotting also something??? We need Kim the detective back to find out their plan.

Well, it's also a long one. I can't wait to ear what you have to say about this episode!!!! This one is so amazing!!! Everything was on point.

Please share your thoughts on the new BTS song!! 🥰

Your giftset is so good!!! I love it!!!!

See you soon, have a good day darling 💜!!!

Hi sweetie!!!! I'm good ☺️ I've slept a lot haha so that's cool!! hope you are doing good too!!!

So here we go!!! KINNPORSCHE TIME 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

This episode was so good! like I say every episode is good but this one was amazing!!! It happened a lot of things, I felt I couldn't have a rest!!! Wow!!! 🤯

I knew it!! I knew Porsche would go with Vegas! He really was 'I need to prove I'm not guilty' so of course the best option is running away with my boyfriend's cousin/enemy hahaha like really why are they so dumb???? 🙄

When Pete appeared it was amazing!! sometimes I forget Pete is really amazing bodyguard! I think that's because he's always so cute and funny! but wow that part was so cool!! I wasn't expecting Porsche and Pete to have a fight! 😱😱

And when Kinn and Porsche met in the stairs!!! omg ! the tension between them!! we saw that was hard for them to be in that position! but as you said in the end Kinn really trusts Porsche!!! 🥰🥰🥰 the way Porsche said trust me and Kinn did!!!!!! (Screaming!!!!!)

Look I would kill for Chay!! he's just so adorable!!! also Chay saying already 'I love you' to Kim!! I wasn't ready but I was mad because Kim changed the theme!!!! Kim, you fool! we know it's difficult for you to express your feelings but Chay is a sweetheart and you like him! so stop being dumb!!! I was ready to 🔪🔪🔪 when Kim left that note!!! like he cooked for you!! that's the purest love declaration!!! at least the kidnapping helped Kim to accept his feelings on full!! like the way he was so resolved to save Chay!! he never calls Kinn but for Chay he did it!!! also I think Kim left quickly because he doesn't want Chay to discover he is involve with the mafia! like when he rescued Chay, he was drugged and probably not conscious so Kim just needed to left him with the bodyguards. We will see what would happen to them! that's my theory that Kim is not gonna say anything about he being part of his rescue. The ugly part will come when Kim's fallen head over heels and Chay discovers the truth 😭😭 I know I'm going to cry!!! (Also Jeff is so hot 🥵)

The way Pete riskes his life for Porsche 🥺🥺🥺🥺 they are truly besties!!! Also omg it was Ken!!!!! I kind was expecting that but I didn't want to be believe it!!!

Ok so now TAWAN!! I was shook!! all his storyline was unexpected!! All his relationship with Vegas!! omg I was 👁️👄👁️ I didn't see that coming!! the way he really believes Vegas like he truly thought he would marry Vegas!!! like honey nooooo (I felt so bad for him in that part) the actor was amazing!! we can felt his desperation and madness!!! the faces he did! wow! standing ovation!! poor thing he really was manipulated by the king of manipulation hahaha our Vegas!! even Porsche was shook!! Vegas is so clever!! like he plays with people and he doesn't care! I'm so excited to see how Pete is going to go through all that and make Vegas falls in love him hahaha like their scenes are always wonderful! Build and Bible are so good!!! Love them 😍😍 The torture scene wow!! the way Pete was smiling when Vegas was threatening him. They are both insane hahaha the perfect couple lmao really can't to next episode and see what would happen!!! (maybe they should do a series only about them lol)

Now Big, our twat! I wasn't ready for him to die!! 😭😭😭 I mean why??? poor baby!!! he really loves Kinn so much!!!! he sacrifices for Kinn's sake because he knows Porsche is Kinn's happiness 😩😩 so sad!!!

Now the only brain cell in all Thailand at this point!! my King Tankhun!!! like he is the best!! 👑👑👑👑 the only one who knows what's happening!! the only one with the courage to say whatever he wants! the way he confronts his uncle!! Yessss!!! Kan is really suspicious, he wants the power and I think he will do anything to have it!! Even selling his own children! I can feel some drama coming for his part!!

Ok it's the moment KINNPORSCHE my beloved, my favourite idiots haha 🥰🥰🥰 We knew it!! Kinn knew about Tawan and all was a plan!! but you dummy needs to talk with your boyfriend because he's also a dummy so dummy x dummy = double dummy and that's a mess hahahahaha the problems they would be able to avoid if they talk!!!!! like a lot of problems!!! omg I love them but I really hope they would start talking and not only sexy times hahaha the way they are so stubborn is almost adorable! when they met in the terrace Kinn was 'so are you not going to apologise?' lol and Porsche was 'the nerve of this fucker' lmao I die of laughing!! 🤭🤭 and the kiss after Porsche was rambling about trust it was so cute!!!!! they are idiots in love! I love them so much 😍😍😍 and then the bed scene lmao they are so in love!! also Porsche is such a menace hahahahaha but Kinn is so gone for him that he doesn't care!! ADORABLE!! I need them to stay that way forever and don't give me more angst!! I can't take it anymore!!!

Also the way Kinn was 'I'm forgetting about something!!' lol like!!!!!!!! you are forgetting about Pete!!!!! our baby is being torture while you are kissing your boyfriend!!! Pete, the guy who gave you all the proves about the mole and Vegas and Tawan!!! like Kinn!!!! please!! wake up!!!

I can't wait to next episode! I don't have idea what would happen!!! Vegas torturing Pete, of course, but for the others I'm like 🤔🤔🤔🤔 who is going to be the villain next episodes!! I don't think is only going to be Vegas! there's to be more!!! can't wait!!! I'm so excited!!! I can't believe we only have 4 episodes left!!! I really hope they will do a second season!!! Praying circle hahaha

I haven't listened to the album yet!! 🙃🙃🙃 so I can't comment it!! I'm gonna listen it this week!!!!

Aww thanks!! that gifset literally was a nightmare!!! if you have any specific gifset you want let me know!!! I'll do it!! I need ideas!! 💗💗💗

Have a good week!!! See you!!! 😘😘😘😘

[customarycreate]

1, 2, 7, 11! :(

1. If you could hear God say something personally to you, what would you want it to be?

That all the worrying, and pain, and uncertainty, and all the things that have gone wrong, that eventually it will all make sense. I know that everything happens for a purpose and that everything has its season, but what was it all for? (a bit deep but to be fair, it’s a hard season at the moment). 

2. What is one thing you hope about Heaven?

I don’t actually know. I don’t spend a lot of time thinking about Heaven, just because it’s hard to wrap my little logical brain around the concept. In consolidation, however, I will offer this story:

When I was twelve at school we were talking about what we thought heaven was like and one person answered “I hope there is rocket boots!”

So, now I picture Moses and Esther and all the bible characters with rocket boots.

Maybe I just hope there are rocket boots in heaven?

7. What about God is most confusing to you or hardest for you to try to wrap your mind around?

How is He before and after time? And also also, how is He not of this universe but still a thing? Is He an object? Is He physical?

What does He actually look like? Will He be big, normal height? 

Just... I know God is not from this world, but this world is all I have to imagine from, so I will never know until I one day see Him. 

11. Favourite place to worship that isn’t church?

I love this one because I love worship. 

Favourite place is probably just outdoors. There’s something about worshipping God with His creation surrounding you. Breathing in the air, and listening to the wildlife that He crafted by hand. 

I’ve said this before a few years ago, but I know God is there and listening to me worship when I feel a gust of wind. 

Also, a few months ago I was leading worship out in the carpark of church, and we were singing “What a beautiful name” by Hillsong, and when I sang the bridge lyric “The heavens are roaring, the praise of your glory, for you are raised to life again” I just looked to the night sky above me and started sobbing. 

It’s just so amazing. 

ANYWAY, thank you for asking these questions! Keep sending them in :) 

p.s. did you mean for that to be a smiley face or is that a call back? XD

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #390

“i am the enemy, here to save the day!”

When was the last time you woke up in the middle of the night? I do this LITERALLY every night. Do you write? (Songs, poems ect..) RP posts and rarely poetry. What is the easiest type of YouTube video to binge watch? Probably a good let's play of a game I'm really into. Do you color Easter eggs still? I haven't in years. I would if it was offered up, though. Do you prefer to decorate with pastel colors or bright colors for Easter? Pastelllll. Do you own a cross necklace? I did in the past, but I don't now. What color is your favorite pair of shorts? I don’t wear shorts. Do you prefer bright colors, dark colors, or pastel colors? Pastels. What’s something that makes you tired? Socializing. Like it's physically draining to me. Do you like drawing or painting better? Drawing. Do you own any foreign coins? No. Do you prefer soft tacos or hard? I hate tacos. Any recent purchases? My niece's birthday is coming up, so I bought her a Disney version of a board game from my childhood called "Pretty Pretty Princess." She's going to love it. :') Do you ever make mixed CD’s for anyone? I never did, no. Are you into gory movies? Yeah. Have you ever been locked in a room forcefully without anyone knowing? omg no Do you have the same color eyes as your mother? No. Do you know anyone who has overdosed? Me. Though I obviously didn't die. Have you ever been put to sleep for surgery? Twice. What is your favorite online smiley face to you? I think I use (: the most. What is something that freaks you out no matter what? Seeing babies move in their mother's stomach makes me want to shriek and vomit. Do you have any fetishes? No. Do you take a lot of photos? Sigh, not as much as I used to... I just don't know what to photograph anymore. Never leaving home doesn't help. Do you have big ears? No; I actually have very small ears, as has been pointed out to me. Do you have a laptop, desktop or both? A laptop. Have you ever met an online friend in real life? Yes! :') There are more I wanna meet. What would you say is your favorite color, out of them all? Baby pink. Have you ever attempted suicide? Yes. What are you most known for? In my real life, my art "skills." Online, probably my obsession with meerkats. Do you have a problem with body hair? Nope. The stigma of it needs to fucking stop. If you bathe yourself and keep your hair groomed, who the actual fuck cares what YOU do with YOUR body. Have you ever been so depressed, you were put on medication? I've been medicated for depression since the 7th grade. What is one thing you think is gross about the human body? Fluids like pus gross me out. Have you ever witnessed someone being murdered? Jesus, no. o_o At what age do you plan to get married? I'd like to as a young adult, but it's not that big a deal for me because I don't want kids (I wouldn't want kids 'til marriage if I did). Do you have any candles in your room? No, but a wax warmer. Ever make a friendship bracelet for someone? Yeah, as a kid. What have you been made fun of for the most? People love to pick on me always being on the computer, when I REALLY wish they fucking wouldn't. I'm aware it's an issue that I've had before I was even a teenager and it makes me SUPER self-conscious. When you’re visiting a site, do you still type ‘www.’? No; I kinda forgot that was a thing, lol. Can you still read the time if an analogue clock doesn’t have numbers on it? Yeah. To whom will/did you first talk about the first time you’ve had sex? My mom, I think. What is something you didn’t like about being thirteen? Acne lmaooo. What can you hear right now? "Girls" by Marina. It's really been jammed in my head lately. Do you think it’s okay for kids to have cellphones? Depends on the age and the phone, imo. I personally am for the idea of (slightly older) children having some sort of cell phone with limited applications, just because emergencies happen, and if I was a mom, I'd want my child to ALWAYS be able to reach me like if they were at a friend's or something. I'll tell you right now kids don't need extravagant iPhones, though. Again: limited applications, also to prevent addiction. Do you have any siblings? If so which one of them do you get along with the best? I have one brother and technically five sisters, but I know nothing of one of them. I don't really know who I get along with best...? I'm sadly not exceptionally close to any. What’s your favorite TV show? And who’s your favorite character from it? My favorite show of all time is Meerkat Manor, wherein my favorite character was Mozart. What kind of signs do you use when you pose for pictures? I usually don't make any, but I'll sometimes do a peace sign. What math subject is your favorite? Um, none? How about science? Genetics. Do you have a favorite Youtuber? If so, who? And what is your favorite video by them? Markiplier, obviously. :') Favorite video... I think it's gotta be the first video of the Dark route in "A Date With Markiplier." It's, uh, special to me lmfao. What’s your favourite Mexican dish? I just like quesadillas. Have you ever ordered a specially made cake from a cake shop? Yeah. Well I mean, Mom has. What’s the name of your first real boyfriend or girlfriend? Jason. Have you ever dated a model? No. What is your ultimate goal in life? To be happy and satisfied with what I've done. Have you ever visited someone in prison? No. What months were you and your siblings born in? I was born in February, my younger sister in April, and my older sister is a June baby. Do you write down your passwords in a physical place to prevent losing them? No. x_x Do you have any injuries at the moment? No. Are you tall, short or average? Would you change this? Average. Nah. Have you ever taken an acting class? No, not my thing. Have you ever worked in a store while someone shoplifted there? Yikes, no. Is there anything you absolutely refuse to eat? Venison. Basically anything hunted primarily for sport. If you killed something that did not need to be killed to provide for yourself, I'm not touching it. Have you ever lived in university/college campus housing? No. Who was the last person you complimented? I think my mom? She's doing great with her diet, and I can tell she's lost weight. Do you like spring rolls? Yeah, they're decent. What do you live on in terms of a street, road, crescent, place, court etc? Court. What’s your favourite type of curry? I don't know if I've ever tried any. Have you ever had casual sex? No. Not my jam. If your phone rang right now from a number you don’t know, would you answer? Nope. What was your first pet’s name and how did you pick that? My first personal pet was either my guinea pig Squeak or Chinese water dragon Shadow. I could NOT tell you why I named a green lizard "Shadow," but I called Squeak "Squeak" because he, well, squeaked, lol. How tall are your highest heels? Not high at all. What’s your favourite flavour of frosting? Chocolate. Last thing you looked up on Wikipedia? It was a band that needed a Wikipedia link to go on the Silent Hill wiki. Someone pointed out in trivia that Tears of Mankind covered a SH piece. Should guys keep their shirts on at shows? Unless there's a good reason, like you're seriously overheating, I think so. What about girls? The same as guys. I do think women should keep their bras on though mostly for their own protection because people are pigs. Do you have multiple playlists on YouTube? Yes. What is a goal that you have trouble accomplishing? Losing weight, apparently... What color is your Easter basket? I don't have one anymore. My childhood one was a light tan basket with a baby pink frill around it. What do you need to get from the store right now? Mom just got groceries the other day. What is something that you used to feel ashamed of, but now you don’t? I can't think of anything. EVERYTHING embarrasses me, so. What is your favorite part of growing older? Uhhhhhh. Are you hypersensitive? If so, in what ways are you hypersensitive? Yes, to textures in food. What’s a drug that’s made you gain weight? Paxil was the first, but I worked it all off and got in the best shape of my life. Then Abilify absolutely destroyed my body as far as my weight is concerned because my doctor was an absolute, utter fucking idiot that I will never forgive. Is there a piece of jewelry you have your eye on right now? No. Do you believe that people can be asexual? Bro the fuck, of course I do. What color is your Bible, if you have one? I don't have one. When are you at your happiest? When I first wake up and get on the computer. New day, same shit, but don't tell me that. :^) Do you prefer to spend your time indoors or outdoors? I mean, it really depends on my mood as well as the weather, but generally, indoors. Can you honestly say that you love yourself? Nope. Where did you go, the last time you left your house? My sister's house to celebrate her husband's birthday. Do you like your singing voice? Meh, it depends on the song I'm singing, but usually, no. Have you ever done a psychedelic drug? If not, would you ever consider it? No to both.