#so pls cut me a little slack lol

[cospinol]

character song tag game!

tagged by @nerice <333 to pick some theme songs for my main characters! This is such a fun tag game concept thank you thank you<3 tagging no one b/c i’m shy, if you’re reading this you should play too though etc

Answering for hbtw main girls as always! 

io: the woods // ohbijou

And I go outside  To see familiar lives Race through to finish lines then start again Come on!

it’s so hard to choose just one top song for her (please know that i was excruciatingly close to going with end of time by cocorosie instead) but this is her very first one and still i think the best one for bringing together both her cautious exploration project and her observer’s detachment :’) that’s my girl

anymede: instigator // kevin devine

I keep it down, do it just like you tell me to I draw it straight as I possibly can I come as close to the truth as I ever do I take some liberties, I am what I am

my first instinct was actually a song with an extremely different tone for her (dig up the dead by mansions) but i think at the end of the day this is a less esoteric portrait of her (an extremely good girl) and her big stupid shounen protagonist dream achievable-only-through-extensive-bloodshed, but also that none of it is as complex as that :’) hope this makes sense lol

robin: the courtesan has sung // sunset rubdown Think of the scene where a washed-up actor wipes the makeup off his wife And says, “Morticians must have took you for a whore”

:’) unlucky girl gets kind of a mean song. partially for the sake of atmosphere but also partially for some literal facts of various secret plots and plotlines she’s up to >:)

hierai: saltkin // purity ring

The crawling animals will seek all things warm, all things moist I will relentlessly shame myself In rest, in wake, in front of my truly born beloved

another extremely early status-defining song! i’ve been thinking recently about hi’s early heavy association with salt as a taste specifically because how it’s ended up tying into multiple later plotlines involving significant Teardrops / their place at the root of all things. not really related to the song just a little hihi fact

and this post is very long already but i’m obviously not going to leave it without emen songs so. a pair of classics:

emery: sleeping sickness // city and colour

I’ve become a simple souvenir of someone’s kill And like the sea, I’m constantly changing from calm to ill Madness fills my heart and soul As if the great divide could swallow me whole

:’) it’s the time of year to be thinking abt this song for various reasons but some of the ways it touches down for him (a simple souvenir) are incredibly specific, also he deserves a little wallowing in misery every now and then

ehen: rabbit will run // iron & wine 

Last I saw mother, she acted surprised When they caught me, the captain, he cried like a child ‘Cause a rabbit will run, but good dogs together go wild

:). i will not be commenting on this one actually, even though i have many many thoughts about it, because they are all deeply embarrassing<3 good night

[sebscore]

the other drivers finding a hickey on gen z driver! reader and trying to find out who gave it to her it would be so funny😭😭

WHAT HAPPENS IN MONACO, STAYS IN MONACO

pairing: f1 grid x driver!reader

warnings: hickey. innuendos. rushed writing (lol, I wrote this in the middle of the night so cut me some slack pls).

author's note: thanks for the request! I know this has been in my drafts for a long time so I'm very sorry that it took me a while!! hope you still see this <3 also thank you to @12-seconds-to-live for the title inspo!

masterlist

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The Monaco Grand Prix was always one of the highlights of the season- the prestige and luxury it brought forward was matched by no other race.

It was also the home of many F1 drivers, including herself. So it wasn't too out of the ordinary for a bunch of them to get together and celebrate in one of the many clubs the city had to offer.

''Y/N, we're going out later tonight, wanna join?'' Pierre asked her, all of their media duties done for the day. Lando, Charles, Max, George and Alex amusingly looked at her, already knowing she would never pass the opportunity to party.

She scrunched her nose, feeling the teasing coming from a mile away. ''I, uh, actually have other plans.''

''What do you mean you have other plans?'' The frowns on the guys' faces didn't do their obvious confusion justice. ''You're seriously saying no to a party with us?'' George was flabbergasted, he had known her for years and in all that time she had never refused.

''I am saying no this time.'' Y/N chuckled, their faces too funny not to laugh at.

''Even the girls are coming,'' Lando said, referring to their girlfriends, ''you can say no to us, but you surely can't say no to them.'' He tried convincing her, knowing about her soft spot for their girls.

Y/N loudly sighed, glancing away for a moment. ''I already told Lily I wasn't coming so that won't be a problem.''

''She didn't tell me that.'' Alex argued, almost offended by his girlfriend not informing him.

The young woman glimpsed at him, a smirk on her face. ''Well, there are many things she doesn't tell you that she tells me, Albono.'' She ended her sentence with a wink to the Williams driver.

Her comment had temporarily taken the focus off of her dismissal to party as the drivers laughed and poked some fun at Alex, but Charles wouldn't let her get away with it just yet. ''But what are those other plans you have, Y/N?''

''I just have better things to do, guys.'' She said, making an advance to leave the paddock and go home for the day.

''Like what?'' Max asked, puzzled by her vague answer.

''I don't know, my friend didn't say his name.'' She grinned from ear-to-ear, quickly waving them goodbye before they could stop her and tease her for going on a blind date with someone.

Y/N could hear the commotion they made as she walked away, secretly smiling to herself. ''I can't believe she's dumping us for some guy.'' She swore it was Lando who said it.

Walking into the driver's briefing the next day hadn't been like the usual days. Normally, she walked in, greeted everyone and sat down on a random chair. However this time, it went a little different.

Y/N walked into the room and greeted everyone, nothing out of the ordinary. But instead of a symphony of excited and dismissed greetings back, she was met with smirks and chuckles from her fellow drivers.

''What is it?'' She asked them, not sitting down before she had an answer.

Yet, they continued acting like teenagers and giggled amongst themselves, not giving her an explanation for their weird behaviour.

Daniel was the first one to have mercy on her and spoke up. ''You had fun last night?'' The raised eyebrow didn't go unnoticed, the Australian referring to her blind date from the night before that the other must have informed the entire grid about before she arrived.

''It was alright.'' She merely said, finally sitting down on the chair next to Lewis who didn't seem to be very invested as he typed something on his phone.

''Just alright? Cause it seems like you were busy.'' Lando continued the teasing, weirdly putting his hand on the side of his neck.

Y/N frowned at his action. ''I have no idea what you're talking about and stop acting like an idiot.'' She awkwardly chuckled, unnerved by everything.

''You're the only clueless idiot in the room right now, I'm afraid.'' George commented, smiling a bit too bright in her opinion.

''I'm totally confused.'' She let out, not hiding her confusion any longer.

Lewis scratched his voice, not taking his eyes off his phone. ''We can see the hickey on your neck.'' He revealed to her, matter-of-factly.

Y/N's eyes widened, immediately hiding her neck into her sweater while she could feel her head heating up due to embarrassment. ''I just walked past all the reporters- oh my god!'' She exclaimed, angry at herself for giving them any kind of news they could gossip about.

''I'm so happy it's not me this time.'' Lando laughed, victoriously throwing his hands in the air.

''You're the victim of the week, kiddo.'' Valtteri ruffled her hair, sitting on the chair behind her and his former teammate. She weakly smiled at him, mortified at what her team's press officer was going to say about this.

A figure taking the space on the other side of her brought the woman out of her thoughts, glancing beside her, she found Mick's comforting smile. ''Don't listen to them,'' he whispered, ''so, tell me about it! Is he a nice guy?'' Mick couldn't help but be curious, they have been good friends for years.

Y/N snorted, quickly covering her mouth. ''I don't know, there wasn't much talking, to be honest.''

''Okay, gross.''

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[eeclare]

Headcanons: but a Lot

I made a pinterest board for the belchers & co. and saved pics that i feel represent the characters lol and they have inspired me and my latest Bobby borger headcanons :) enjoy

Linda

You would think that bob would have the wicked classic rock cd collection but irl that is our lovely lady Linda

She isn't the BIGGEST classic rock fan but her dad was and she just kinda picked it up

makes her feel nostalgic, y'know

but generally she's more of an 80s pop and show tune enthusiast

and she’s def an overall kinda gal

With a classic red long-sleeve? Yes pls

when she wasn’t allowed to keep buying porcelain babies she switched to ceramic birds for a little while

And she fs has a bird feeder hanging outside the kitchen window

Linda sometimes gets her nails done

Bright red and LONG

sometimes a french tip but that’s only when she’s not feeling the long guys

And red lipstick is a must ofc

she discovered that red was her colour and just let it overtake her

Cherry pie and a little bit of ice cream go a long way in her book

But her fav food and breakfast most days (when neither she or Bob are in the mood too really cook) is Tomato toast

Sometimes with cream cheese, but mostly just toasted with butter and season with salt and pepper

She just can’t get enough of it she loves tomatoes and she loves bread so it just works

The medicine cabinet in the bathroom is full of her clutter and crap lol

No true medicine to be found (other than bob’s prescribed pills ofc)

lots of nail polish, for when she can’t afford to get her nails done

One for her bday gene made her a ceramic tooth trinket box

to keep all of his teeth in, obviously

Keeps forcing her family on “quick” three hour hikes

she STILL tries to knit, esp after how great the kids’ reactions were to the one she made for Christmas

Whenever she and the kids are waiting around for bob to make thanksgiving dinner she puts on the thanksgiving day parade on TV

her fav float is snoopy

Ideal boblin date? Wine in the eve on the beach with chocolate and strawberries

she one time heard some teenager say that they were “frickin’ zazzed” and now she says it all the time

She doesn’t know cut her some slack 😭

It makes Louise pee herself laughing lmao

When Linda is behind the grill she gives the burgers ketchup smileys

One time she got drunk and made a pope hat out of paper and tried to put it on little king trash mouth

….it went about as well as you would expect…

Bob!!

Bob tries to do the NYT crossword

Unsuccessfully

When he gets his new phone she discovers the mini cross words and the app

linda literally could not get him to turn the phone off lmfaoo

eventually tho he gets her into wordle and now they play together nightly

I say they play 'together' but they actually play against each other

Like, hardcore

His fav. Halloween candy that the kids would get are those burger gummies

The kids had never actually had one until Gene hid a few in his socks bcs Bob would take them all before they even had the chance

he’s a cool dad. (tm)

Bob’s got this one Jean jacket that is so filled with holes it’s unsightly

But he just will not get rid of it lol

Why? Who knows

his ideal thanksgiving dinner is one of those idealistic 70s thanksgiving ads

Genuinely bob’s heaven

once for his bday he was served a burger with candles in it

linda thought it was funny

(so did bob)

i think that he secretly loves making spaghetti

Esp spaghetti Bolognese idk it just feels like a very Bob coded dish

When he serves the kids eggs and bacon he makes them a little smiley face AWWWH

Louise gave him a world’s okayest dad mug which he uses

Frequently

the glove compartment in the car has one of those flip through cd cases and it is just FULL of pirated cds lol

In his younger days he was a big fan of Levi’s jeans

He’s saved them all for when Gene is big enough to wear them

Or whichever of his other kids are interested ofc he doesn’t judge

Hates that Linda let’s the kids watch the thanksgiving day parade

He just thinks that it perpetuates the fact that thanksgiving has turned into a capitalist’s dream

“It’s the principle, Lin!”

Louise

One time Gloria gave her one of those sand animals (ykno the ones)

And now she can’t get enough of them

I also firmly believe that she never gets her ears pierced lol

But she was incredibly tempted to when she saw those spiky rainbow earrings in Clair’s

Secretly Louise fs enjoys linda and Gene’s spa days and facial routines and she often participates

Hair wrapped up in a towel, face mask and everything

when linda makes them all go on those loooong “short” hikes Louise occasionally finds a bone or two

Which she (incorrectly) bleaches and keeps in her room obvi

If it were up to her shoes would be a never

Loves the feeling of grass on her feet

When she was a toddler Linda would put her in those purple jelly sandals

Sensory hell for her

BEGS Bob and linda for a hamster or Guinea pig or ANYTHING but alas, fails miserably

Chronic frog catcher

Gene, who is terrified of frogs, hates it

genuinely the bane of his existence

she eventually upgrades the walkie talkies to further range ones

Bob one time went into a comic book store and found a gummo figurine and gave it to Louise and she loves it

But he did have to convince her to keep it in the box

“It could be worth A LOT one day Louise”

Louise got into rainbow loom

Not as a fun little hobby but as a black market business

frond caught her tho so rip that

As a “middle schooler” she collects anime figurines

the cute ones, not the sex ones

As well as horror movie figurines

When she was a kid she was obsessed with those light up shoes lmao

Personally I believe that Louise eventually needs braces for a couple years

But she convinces Bob and Linda that she loves/wants to keep her gap tooth so they get them removed early

Collects silly bands

Always covered in bandaids (but like, the colourful kind)

She eventually starts to paint her nails

Each finger is a dif colour

She likes to collect creepy porcelain dolls too

She’s a big collector, if you couldn’t tell

Paul frank t shirts for daaaayyyys

Big graphic novel/manga reader

She almost convinced Bob to let her get a frog

But again, gene

She hates socks but I firmly believe that she will wear tights/stockings if she absolutely has to

Has a few of bobs old band tees (gene has most of them)

Went through a phase where she constantly drew shit with chalk outside the restaurant

Some of it was cute, some of it was plans for world domination

Tina also gave her a little star necklace for her 13th bday and Louise literally never takes it off

(cuties pies)

Big graphic novel enjoyer

and im hoping this isn't too niche but she really enjoys courtney crumrin specifically

I may be projecting here a little tho bcs that was MY fav graphic novel when I was her age lmao

Gene

Has three tamagotchi pets that he keeps on a keychain that he keeps in his pockets/backpack

So. Many. Hawaiian shirts.

Loves super hero comics

Not a graphic novel fan though

Also likes collecting super hero action figures

Sour patch kids are his fav candie

Has the most narrow bed

has to sleep with a fan on at all times

not just cuz the noise makes his senses go brrr and helps him sleep

but because he is also a very sweaty boy

twinning with tina fr

Huge 80s vibe always

All of his pencils have bite marks all over them lol

Genes a nervous test taker

his palms get sweaty knees weak arms are heavy

on that note, he lowkey gets into rap

any rap: mumble, freestyle, mainstream

He wears his red converse until they literally falls of his feet

Has buttons and pins on all of his jackets/sweaters

Yugio fan??

Wears his white socks in the grass all the time

Drives linda CRAZY

Over alls are a staple in his wardrobe

same with flannel button ups

Bob thrifts Gene an acoustic guitar for his 14th bday

so he learns to play the guitar! He’s kind of a natural

okay so he's not THAT good but he's good enough

He also gets a cheap mini synth at some point and it replaces the casio just a little bit

Has to get braces and sticks to it

The bands are always funky colours, often in a rainbow order

Has a bunch of vintage Jean jackets

After his red converse finally fall apart he transfers to blue knock off converse with orange laces

Has at least three bags full of discount candy at all times

He went through a space phase so he’s got planet stickers on the wall by his bed

Gets a cassette player and tapes for his bday at some point

From Linda

And at some point thrifts himself doc martens

Obsessed with the muppets

Esp animal and janice

Lana stan

(Sorta)

Tons of bobs old band tees

becomes a SoundCloud rapper as a joke

But why is he lowkey good 😭

Gets a pink bike

“I’m cool bcs my mom says so”

Thrifts himself a cheapo electric guitar and covers it in stickers

Sounds like shit but tbh it works

Tina-Bina

When she was little Linda made her a canopy for her bed

It’s kinda patchy but that’s okay it suits her

Tortoise shell glasses become her jam in high school

Still has a classic black pair as a backup

Always worried

Has a notebook/journal on her at ALL TIMES

Multiple unicorn figures

And porcelain horses (from Linda ofc)

Her chariot doll stays on her desk and/or nightstand

Her room is a hot pink, not a baby pink lol

It’s a little obnoxious

Loves lip smacker

Never gets rid of her bangs

But she does grow her hair out a little bit past her shoulders

Thinks it makes her look older

Paul frank t shirts that she hands down to Louise over time

Emergency phone becomes her phone lol

She does put a horse sticker on the back and she loves it

MLP themes pencil case is the mlp think she owns

Most of her school supplies is horse related, tho

Lisa frank stickers

Likes the classic vintage my little pony dolls

“Ugh”

Horse shaped birthday cake

Teal nail polish when she’s feeling fancy

But she consistently has clear polish on

Makes Tina feel classy

She lowkey collects plastic farm animals lol

She read the perks of being a wallflower once and it became her whole personality for about two weeks

Blue collared shirts with jean shirts

Or an overall dress

Has a locket with a drawing of jerico that she made

She wears it pretty often lol

Jimmy jr’s school photo sits snugly on the other side

Loves 80s windbreakers

Her fav is blue with a yellow stripe across the shoulders

Star shaped barrette that Louise found for her on the sidewalk lmao

Called herself ‘ghost girl’ while she was pretending to be a so-called bad girl

Poofy 80s pink prom dress that’s passed down to her from Linda

Can write in cursive rlly well

So many unicorn plushies

Put beads on her shoe lacss

She has three blue t shirts with an embroidered rainbow on them

She loves them and wears them all the time

Enjoys playing solitaire

Still big into drinking coffee lol

Linda made her a pony keychain out of felt and she uses it as an accessory

i.e. hangs it off of her overall dress, belt loop, backpack, etc

swiftie?? she just vibes with the music so hard

esp folklore

"IM A MIRRORBALLLLL"

She's so sweet and relatable i just love Tina so much

[missyourflight]

hello coming directly from your ao3 comments to your inbox to continue being unhinged your world building in space persuasion was sooo good, and i would love love to hear about the space media that inspired you! i also thought you translated SPACE so so well to F1, and i would love to hear just in general about how you went about making it feel so complete and real! and do you have favourite little details that didn't get a lot of airtime in the fic that you want to shine a light on to make me feel even more insane?

thank you kay!! 💖✨

i love love stories set in space - probably my favourite space film is sunshine (2007) but that is not really the vibe of space persuasion lol. i did make a lil visual inspo pinterest board which features the space casino from the last jedi, the hostesses from the fifth element, the casino de monte carlo and the blue lagoon in iceland (i saw a youtube video while i was warming up to write this fic and i was like, this needs more lake, and also someone take me to the spa pls). daniel's skiff is basically a lift from disney's treasure planet (i looked up some windsurfing terminology and i have Not retained it) and i watched the wachowski sisters' speed racer for some wacky races inspiration. the fleet is somewhere between battlestar galactica and star trek (don't worry about it). unfortunately the whole massive ramp/platform in the middle of the lake setup is heavily influenced by the triwizard tournament, because as loathsome as jkr is sometimes images from childhood stay with us! sticking the rest of this under a cut whoops

secret little details... the whole offscreen galex plot of them trying to pick up max's investigative slack in the background lol (and also they're in love). the annoying AI in daniel's room is my version of michael (sorry not sorry) and max's AI that kind of has his accent is supposed to be like a reminder of his mum (he also keeps the scrap of fabric from his mum's dress and his sister's bracelet with daniel's dogtags). i tried to somewhat mirror the structure of persuasion where there's the big incident at the centre of louisa's fall (daniel's crash in the fic) and then the back half of the story is about them coming back together.

when i write AUs i like to try and use related imagery so in the story there's like the three main strands of space stuff, casino/gambling stuff, and austen/period drama stuff, and all of it made me like unreasonably happy. my favourite space imagery is probably the stuff about comets - daniel remembering them watching comets together on the outpost and then thinking about getting to touch max every few years like a comet returning. favourite gambling image is probably daniel calling himself a bad bet, and also when he describes zak as a busted flush. so many self-indulgent austen references and half-references but a few i like are daniel telling alex he barely recognised max - shoutout wentworth describing anne as so altered he should not have known her again. any time daniel flexes his hand that's 2005 darcy. daniel lying down on the floor is johnny flynn knightley. daniel giving max the dogtags when the only thing he had to offer was himself/wentworth having nothing but himself to recommend him. and so on! daniel half-hoping when he touches max's hand at the gala a ref to the wentworth letter, half agony half hope etc, and then max's version of the letter as well obvs

also it's not austen without dancing imo so rule of three: when daniel bumps into max outside the spa they do an awkward shuffle-dance to get past each other; the actual gala where daniel asks max to dance but max thinks it's a joke; when they fuck and daniel thinks of it as a dance they've always known the steps to.

also i could have probably built up to a bit better but i like the lil bait and switch in the race where he thinks fernando's going to get him but actually it's jenson! and after he called him sweetheart and everything

lol thank you lovely kay for affording me the opportunity to go off about it!! 🪩

[whonsper]

@watercolorfreckles thanks for the prompts these are so good

please dear GOD someone hold me to these i at least wanna form an idea around each one pertaining to broken eggs. and if you wanna know more about broken eggs, you should totally send me an ask or dm me or check out [this post]

side note i really need to make a broken eggs master post but i keep forgetting :3 if anyone would be interested in that lemme know pls pls

ignore that this is posted on october second no the FUCK it isnt (listen i struggled so much with this one for some reason cut me some slack, its still the first in my brain, i havent gone to sleep yet. its not even 1am)

DAY 1: Whispers

(hey thats just like my name lol)

anything written is subject to change

Flippa, you're growing up in a world that hates you. It wants you dead, it wants you hurt, it wants to completely rob your childhood from you. And I hate that I'm so powerless to do a single fucking thing about it. I'm just as stuck as you are. I don't have any idea what to do, how to escape, how to keep you safe. god you aren't even able to be a kid.

Mariana came over today, he was here to pick you up, it was his week with you. I made sure you were all packed, of course, like a good dad. Definitely didn't forget to grab your favorite shirt or anything to stall you leaving, nothing like that.

Um, Mariana got here and he seemed a bit... strange. You know, walked in the door and shut it really quick, and just stayed there a second, ear almost pressed up against the door. You were so excited, you're always excited to see him, obviously you screamed out of happiness and tried to run up to him. But he shushed you. Like, hand over your mouth, he looked so serious too. I hope you weren't too scared. I hate that you have to be so scared.

Everything was quiet, I didn't hear anything outside. I tried asking what was up, but I got shushed too. Definitely kinda weird, I wouldn't ask questions though. I just grabbed you, pulling you away from the door; I didn't know what Mariana heard or if he was just playing some sick joke.

I started talking to you in a whisper, you know, letting you know everything was fine. And by god I would never lie to you, Flippa, because everything was fine. I promised then and I'll promise now. Everything's fine.

It was really cute, though, when you started talking back in a whisper, almost mimicking me. You're a little shit, you know that? It must've been from Mariana's side of the family, that bastard.

You were laughing though, so you weren't scared, and that's what matters. Mariana even joined in, the two of you were ganging up on me! You're both bastards! I can't believe the amount of betrayal from you both!

Right as you were laughing louder, Mariana stepped away from the door for a second, it didn't feel so dark for a split second. And we all heard a zombie's cry. It sounded so close, I swear I nearly shit myself. But we had to quiet your laughter, and what a moment of symbolism it was. Felt like I was in a goddamn story.

I hugged you close, you looked so scared, it happened so quick. But you were safe, and that's what matters. Mariana stayed by the door, ever the hero unlike me, sword drawn at the first sign of danger. You wanted to join him, but he held you back, pushing you towards the center of the floor, where I was sitting. He came to sit with us a minute later, sword dropping to the ground, arms wrapped around us, his family.

God we really can't have nice things, can we? I hope that, wherever you are, you're free to laugh as loud as you want.

[notallwonder]

...here we go... Criminal Minds 16x07 "What Doesn't Kill Us", directed by the lovely Aisha Tyler. I've been looking forward to this (at my own peril)!

Spoilers + nonsense under the cut...

oh I love this stupid show

I also love PB's voice in the previouslies (and in anything)

lol "SOMEWHERE IN WEST VIRGINIA"

oh nightmare. these types of buried alive plots always give me the heebie jeebies

dafuq? is she like in the air ducts? dafuq? screaming? eeep

WTAF IS GOING ON - so this crimey part has me hooked

HELLO HOTTIE!!! *waves*

oh..."a development"...

Attorney General time! pls be CCH Pounder pls pls

"after being assaulted, drugged, and killed in the line of duty, what's the worst that could happen?" LOOOLLLLL

okay, not CCH Pounder but still an authoritative Black woman as Attorney General

Aw, Dave. capisce?

Okay. First of all. AG calls our resident hottie by her first name. I am inclined to believe this means maybe they have some prior acquaintance, or the AG makes a point of knowing her people well (plus Emily is Bigfoot LegendaryTM). Secondly...Prentiss, really putting yourself on the line here offering your resignation! And Dougie boy backs her up, for the first time ever.

AG is right they have been getting tunnel vision. But also - they just had 2 agents blown up on the Sicarius case. Seems...appropriate to focus on it. ANyway

omg Emily's face - hilARIOUS expression. must rewatch 5 times.

(this feels like the episode that PB tweeted about shooting a while back, where she had to run around with a gun in a hospital in high heels)

return of awful expositional dialogue. my fav

WE'RE NOT SHORTHANDED EMILY??? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? IS SOMEONE ELSE HEEEEEREEE?

(I paused it here to cross my fingers for Agent Jordan Todd)

oh boohoo that was a waste of pausing. so we've conscripted Mr. Noodle. But like...does he have any investigative skills? I thought we agreed he was a hedge fund manager with a badge...I mean I know that was just a put down but...

Powerpoint Presentation Ken Doll Director Bailey is not the humor I wanted or needed. (Prentiss' sidelong glance at Rossi is a teeny bit funny)

Hmmmmm. Emily throws Noodle a bone, asking him to keep tabs on missing persons reports. A little thaw between them, since he's shown himself to be more on her side. I approve. BUT it makes me a teensy bit nervous that they might eventually smush these two characters together in a non-platonic sorta way. Hoping not.

Aw, the family that jokes about murder together...ruh roh.

"real reason" - did Elias kill his parents?

Aw, the family that fantasizes about murder together...ruh roh.

Luke is lookin' FOIN in that leather jacket this ep

"double boss" lol yes

Ok, may I just say, thank you to wardrobe for putting Prentiss in something other than those super wide-leg slacks once again? The wide-leg slacks looked great, don't get me wrong. But they're a different vibe (and I guess not as good for field work as jeans/skinny whatevers) (although we all know CARGO PANTS would be better for field work!! PLEASE UNIVERSE GIVE ME BACK THE CARGO PANTS)

And here we have a perfectly serviceable conversation among the BAU ladies (minus Tara) (plus a noodle). Yes, it's case-related. I still hope for an actual conversation between JJ and Emily that has something to do with not murder. But the vibes of this convo are great - upbeat, well-oiled machine and all that. Doesn't feel weird to me at all.

OKAYYYYYYY AHAHAHAA this scene!! I love it! *heart eyes emoji* Angry Emily! Emily & Garcia rapport! Garcia is funny but also came to her senses (SORT OF)!! Consequences! But yeah, that could be majorly problematic in a prosecution.

It feels like Noodle is working on his investigative Boy Scout badge. ...what, was he inspired by watching Emily's performance?

WAIT A SECOND. There was a jemily GLANCE!!! hallelujah, my lowest bar dreams have come TRUE!!! *dancing in the streets*

I still don't know quite what to make of Dougie Noodle's transformation into a sympathetic (?) ally... but I'm not alone in that, as evidenced by that glance between JJ and Emily. (y'all they did it! they did it! they glanced!)

the crimey wimey part is CREEPIN ME OUT BIG TIME

sigh of relief, Moose's owner is NOT dead! lucky girl.

this is an episode in which our heroes talk to each other, and I am here for it! Penelope supporting Tara. And then promptly fucking up her own life choices. Oh, babygirl. :)

Ugh Doug NOodle, that was SO CHEESY. "An FBI agent once told me..." I was ALMOST starting to like you.

Funny how they write the university admin guy objecting to sending personnel records to the FBI as a "liability issue" and not on the grounds that it's essentially a huge fishing expedition by the FBI from which the university might be inclined to protect its employees and students (lol, in a world different from the one in which we live).

ruh roh...Sicarius seems to be hurtling toward a break, a... devolution if you will

creepy fairy lights in the air duct, awesome, hate it. aw man this is fucked up. oh jesus that is way more than a lil cat-o-nine tails my god

this scene with Tara and Moose Girl is like...awkward. And sweet. Reminds me of my religious days lmao.

C'mon Penelope! Do the mature thing! OR, do the not mature thing! Pen's character development post-BAU strikes me as kind of a delayed adolescence. She's leaning into being more assertive and impulsive (and prioritizing her own pleasure). So it's perfectly understandable that she doesn't *want* to end things with Tyler. But girl, the investigation is on the line and that's a pretty big deal. What are you gonna do? (She does the right thing)

Yeah, Voit is LOSING IT. He obviously cares about his family but like... push comes to shove he's gonna kill them.

this girl Grace is METAL. it's nice to see the victims fighting back more effectively

Doug Noodle in a polo shirt? Now Kevlar??

(side note: Hogan's Alley reminiscing makes me think of Derek Morgan, of course. "out there, in the field, sorry doesn't bring people back!")

cringey feeling: WHAT ARE THEY DOING WITH PRENTISS AND BAILEY. are they becoming friends. okay that's a little cute. I just...I have trust issues, lol.

hohoHO "Come and get it, motherfucker." I felt that

actually I think it says a lot that Prentiss would go into a dangerous situation with Noodle on her six. She trusts him more than she did (or she'd rather he be her liability and no one else's?). And...where's JJ? Rossi and Luke went to other location, is JJ part of the backup? Oh JJ was sent to find the guy's ex. (that noodle better not friendly fire my love Emily Prentiss!!)

oh SHIT Emily you're going in ALONE??? baby nooo. I mean, you're super capable and a complete badass. but....be safe

Dougie Noodle's FBI coming of age is I'm sorry just a touch too melodramatic for me.

I naively thought this might be a Will free episode, completely forgot Josh Stewart's name in the credits up top LOL

How come everyone is getting haircuts all the time? Even Tyler Green looked freshly shorn or combed or whatever. I am so confused about the timeline of these episodes. Maybe men's hair styles just confound me?

An "adult supper" LOL

not Tara looking pensively at Willifer from afar as if they are #couple goals !

Unfortunately Tyler looks goofy with his hair combed.

Oh, Come On. "You made me want to live again" layin' it on thick there buddy. Unfortunately it seems to be Working. aaaagh

I can't tell if this is illicit yet sweet or if this is Jason Clark Battle coffee shop setup #2. I think it's supposed to be read as romantic? I was praying Derek Morgan would burst through the front door like the Kool-Aid Man to put a stop to this.

I think I don't like how this was intercut/edited - Rossi zeroing in on Sicarius with Voit digging up a kill kit. It's novel at least - I don't remember seeing this style in any other CM ep. But it feels weirdly extra?

Okay, overall, I liked the episode. It wasn't all that great frankly, but the crime was creepy as hell if underdeveloped. The worst sins are the criminal lack of screen time for Luke Alvez (he has been far and away the most underutilized of the whole cast), and the progression of the Tyler/Penelope situation. At least that will lead to more dramatics down the road. I'm not wild about how that storyline requires PG to have rather cavalierly tucked away her professionalism (such as it is), but to me it is not a wild departure from her prior characterization. We've seen her make big mistakes before when blinded by romance, mistakes which have also impacted her work (remember the RPG knight she was gettin' romanced by that hacked the BAU? granted...that was a million years ago in season 1). And sometimes people jangle our chemicals and we do crazy shit. It's kind of interesting, from a Penelope character perspective.

This episode had plenty of Prentiss, for which I am always glad, and it was kind of nice to see her dynamic with Bailey continue to shift. I don't really think that will tip into messed up heterosexual shenanigans territory but I admit to being paranoid about the possibility. Emily is way too familiar with the realities (headaches!) of intra-Bureau "liaising" not to mention I think she looks at Bailey as a young man in need of guidance/training. I was disappointed that Tara didn't have any conversations with Rebecca (not even a voicemail!), but I can wait. JJ and Emily felt more normal with each other, which was welcome. This episode was juggling too much, but that's the price of admission it seems with how they are trying to tell the unsub's story plus team lives etc. I'm glad they got renewed because I've basically given up hope on seeing Prentiss' personal life this season. *maybe* in the next season. And last - Derek Morgan was top of mind for me. It was nice to have his imaginary cameos, both in Emily's memories of Hogan's Alley and in his capacity as Penelope Garcia sense-talker.

WOW I DID NOT EVEN NOTICE THERE WAS A "POST"-CREDITS SCENE WTF. What is this, an MCU movie?

Um....... I'm just going to have to reserve judgment until I've seen the last 3 episodes. It will continue to be batshit I'm sure.

I did find it gross how he was laid out like a corpse on PG's kitchen counter covered in... cookbooks? Ok. 😂

[earthbovndmisfit]

HNGHHH YOUR CHIBI ART STYLE IS SO CUTE 😭🥺 THEY'RE JUST BABY BEANS AND ALSO MER JONA'S FLAPPY TAIL ❤️ (a little plain tho, i imagined the mer joestars having really colorful and elaborate tails lol)

I'm so incredibly late with this but thank you anon!!!! Pic was mostly a redraw but I gotta say that i always struggle tons (more than usual lol) when it comes to drawing chibi styles as well as when drawing children, so it really means a lot to hear you like it!

As for the colors and the mer tail.... AHAH YEAH BUT Pls cut me some slack here xd I'm not very good at digital coloring (plus, I use android medibang, which has like very limited tools and tutorials and etc), but I've been practicing more since! I was also very sick and very much in physical pain when i made that pic xd

[whats-vivi-reading]

I don’t know how active I’ll be on here but I’m trying to novitiate myself to read more again. I used to enjoy it and now it’s hard for me to even finish a book- so I want to try to hold myself to at least reading a little more. And who knows, maybe this will hold me accountable lol. Anyways, I’m starting on my second book of the year (yeah I know lol, but we are trying to celebrate small victories), it’s a mystery called A Killer Welcome by Dionne Lister

(hi i also haven’t used tumblr since idk 2016 so idk how this works/what things are called, pls cut me some slack haha). Have a couple photos of my dogs to take away from this rambling lmao (hi I also have major anxiety…if that’s not obvious…haha)

[cryptidcalling]

“Horace- are you... crying?”

Horace removes his glasses and rubs his eyes with the sleeve of his sweater. It’s thick, baggy, and a pale icy blue. It’s oversized but cinches at the wrists, neck, and waist. Or, at least it’s meant to. The sleeves still slip down onto Horace’s palms, and sometimes the neck will slide along his shoulder. He’s had it since college, Baxter knows, but watching him now it seems to consume his tiny frame more than it once did. It worries him. “It doesn’t matter. I’m sure you’ll just argue that it’s a cheap tactic to get you on my side anyways.” His voice sounds slightly tight, but the only real evidence he’s crying are his hitching breath and the wet lines that trail his cheeks. 

“Wha- Horace, of course I care if you’re crying! I didn’t realize you were so upset about this.” Baxter reaches out to touch Horace’s shoulder, but the other quickly pulls away. Horace let his hands drop from his face, his glasses still held in one hand. With his eyes exposed there’s nothing to hide the fat tears that continue to well and fall. His expression is a muddled twist of anger and hurt. 

“You didn’t realize!? How could you POSSIBLY NOT REALIZE!? I’ve informed you so many times! About the harassment, the way he crosses my boundaries, the way he insults me, all of it! He makes me angry on purpose and when I GET angry you always insist it’s MY fault for letting him ‘bush my buttons’!!! This isn’t just him!! It’s YOU! You sit back and you LET him do this to me and now you want to claim you NEVER REALIZED!?” The outburst is followed by a sharp sob, and then a meek whimper. Baxter stands in a stunned silence. The puddle of guilt that had been forming in his chest explodes into a sea of disgrace. Have Atticus’ actions really been affecting him like this for all this time?

“I’m... I’m sorry, Horace. For what it’s worth. I, I really didn’t think-”

“Exactly. You don’t think. Not when it comes to the real world. You need to live in a bubble where you’re always the good guy. You love to claim I’m immature, but clearly you’re the one still living in a fairy tale.” Horace stares down at the floor. He wouldn’t have been able to see Baxter’s face anyways, but he still doesn’t have the courage. His explosive fury had faded now, and the smoke and rubble of hurt burned his throat. “... I wanted to be friends again,” he mumbles. “I did. I really tried. But... maybe it has simply been too long. Maybe it isn’t meant to-”

Horace is abruptly cut off by Baxter pulling him into a tight hug. He can hear the rapid beat of Baxter’s heart in his chest. For a moment Horace tempted to shove him away, but quickly he goes limp into the embrace. It feels nice to be held with his anger and energy spent. He doesn’t hug back. He simply leans his weight into Baxter’s chest, his head tucked up under his chin.  “I’ll fix this. I swear to God I will. I’ll- I’ll move Heaven and Earth to make things right between us, starting with Atticus. I really fucked this up, but I’ll clean up this whole mess. I promise.”

Horace is tempted to ask him when he’s ever cleaned up his own mess before, but he keeps the comment to himself. This promise is something he’s wanted to hear for years, though the reality of it hasn’t quite sunk in. “... Start with getting me a coffee, would you? I’m exhausted.” 

[polksaladbutler]

LUCKY

austin butler oneshot

warnings: fluff, petnames, slight mention of model!y/n, smut, overstimulation, orgasm denial (?), really bad writing pls cut me some slack lol

a/n: im so sorry if the writing is bad, im not good at lengthy fics especially when it’s smut in it. pls give me some tips! thank you so much <3

wc: 3.3K

you woke up to the noises of typing on the keyboard. before you could even tell where you were, you shouted out austin’s name. “yes y/n” “where are you..?” “beside you.” he chuckled. still half asleep, you turned your body towards him. he was typing some kind of email, whatever it was, it must’ve been for his work. you could barely even keep your eyes open. “go back to sleep~ it’s early.” he found your hand and planted a kiss on the top of it.

you stretched your arms out and groaned. “noooo i promised that we would spend our last day together having fun! like a bunch of fun.” you whined as you struggled to keep your eyes open. “i would be having just as much fun spending the day in bed with you.” he smiled while finishing up his email. “you’re so boring!” you laughed, finally you sat up to fully wake up. you looked at him and just stared in awe, he looked so handsome especially with the sun beaming on his tan soft skin.

he noticed you were gazing at him “you know, photos last longer.” he smirked and closed his laptop and put it on the coffee table that was on the side of the bed. “shut up” you playfully roll your eyes. “— i want to hang out today! you’ll be leaving me all by myself for god knows how long.”you declared, he was going to film some scenes for the second part of dune in budapest.

you just started dating austin shortly after he finished the filming of elvis. ever since then it’s been amazing. sure the interviews and events got in the way but at the end of the day, you were the one he came home to, but being far away from him, was a little more extreme than what you were you used to.

“i’m gonna take a shower.” you smiled as you got up out of bed and walked over to the closet. you picked out a semi-skin tight brown shirt, army green shorts, and your pretty pair of undergarments that you bought for yourself a few weeks back.

you walked to the bathroom and showered. you put on all of the necessities that you would after you’ve taken a shower. you got dressed in the clothes you picked out earlier. after that was all done you brushed your teeth and fixed up your hair. you put some concealer and mascara on, then topped it all off with perfume.

you walked out of the bathroom, you spotted austin all dressed and ready to go. “what happened to staying in bed all day?” you laughed walking towards him. “i decided, i couldn’t let you go out having fun all by yourself!” he said. you walked close to him, smelling the cologne you loved. “im kind of offended that you used the other shower instead of joining me…”you fake pouted. “you’ll be alright” he kissed your forehead and softly tapped your ass. “will i?” you giggled as you followed him out of the room.

you ran to where the keys were, “you’re driving!” you announced, grabbing the keys and placing them in his hands. “this day is supposed to be fun.” he said jokingly. he walked to the car, noticing that you were waiting for him to open the door. “you should have used the keys to open the door. instead of making me drive!” he began walking slower than before, checking his clothes for any fuzz on it and took his time to look at the flowers that were growing in the front yard. “austin im going to gouge your eyes out with my own two hands.” you stomped over and pushed him to the driver side door, you placed your hand on the handle and unlocked the car.

“thank you austin!” you teased, walking over to the other side of the car and got in. you put on your seatbelt and plugged your phone into the car. “what do you think you’re doing?” “huh?” “i control the music since im driving.” he grinned. you unplugged your phone and handed the cord to him. “where to first?” he plugged his phone in.

“whatever restaurant you want to go to. im hungry.” he nodded and backed out of the driveway.

you couldn’t help but look at him once again. the sunkissed combo couldn’t be beat. plus he was driving with one hand, which made him a trillion times hotter. he was dressed in an off-white button up with a wife beater under it, with black pants being held up with a black belt. to top it all off he had his black heeled boots on. “remember what i told you earlier about a picture?” “you know what, as a matter of fact i will!” you pulled out your phone and took a photo of him, multiple photos. “you are so handsome.”

he drove to the république café bakery, the place where you had your first date. it’s a french bakery, a place where you allowed yourself to feel like a snob nosed rich person.

“how’d you know i wanted to go here?” you smiled. “i just know my girl.” he leaned over to kiss your face. he walked out of the car and open the door for you. there were a few paparazzi out, you just kept your head down and didn’t look at any cameras. even though a lot of people knew about you two, the media likes to emphasize and the last thing you need right now is some emphasized media bullshit. you weren’t that used to paparazzi, most people don’t want photos of models in public unless they are eating something unhealthy or out with a more bigger celebrity.

“im sorry” he sighed as he opened the door for you. “don’t apologize aus. you’re irresistible, especially in that outfit.” you walked by him.

“hi, just two?” the waitress smiled. “yes ma’am” he answered back. he was always so polite. you both sat down and ordered your food.

“what do you plan on doing today?” he said with a mouth full of waffles. “don’t talk with your mouth full.” “you don’t talk with your mouth full.” he mocked you. “real mature.” you giggled, rolling your eyes. “— i was thinking about going to the grammy museum, then ice cream. i don’t wanna wear you out.” you smiled. “and why is that?” he smirked. “don’t ask questions!”

you both finished your food and got back in the car. “this better be worth it y/n, this place is one hell of a drive. you better be lucky im in love with you.” he put the directions on his gps and drove off. “it will be worth it!”

he was right, it was a hell of a drive, you fell asleep in the car. “babe, we’re here” you raised your head up and wiped the slobber coming from the side of your mouth. “you were snoring” he teases, unbuckling his seatbelt. “was not!” yes you were. he onced again opened the door for you and watched you get out the car. a lot of people stopped in their tracks, probably because they saw austin butler, he’d been everywhere lately, it’s super hard to miss him.

not too many people were asking to take photos with you however, again, people weren’t as fond of models than they were actors. you’re sure they took pictures of you holding his hand or something of that matter. you got inside and waited in line to purchase your tickets.

you walked through a bunch of different areas in the museum, seeing clips of artist accept awards, a literal grammy right in front of you, iconic artist outfits and of course, austin’s favorite, elvis.

“oh wow. elvis looks so handsome here!” you watched a few videos on a tiny screen that was playing his concerts. “oh shit didn’t you wear something like this? this is amazing!” you pointed to the 68’ comeback special outfit. he couldn’t get a word out because you just kept gawking about elvis, he didn’t mind it though.

“wait lemme get a picture of you in front of it!” you ran over to austin and scooted him to the elvis panel, you must’ve taken ten photos. “alright we can move on now.” you smiled.

you looked around more, saw some more iconic outfits and listened to more music. you discovered these instruments you could play. “does this piano work?” you pressed a few keys as a gasped left your lips, surprised that the piano actually worked. you adjusted the seat and sat in front of the piano, you looked back at austin. “i’m gonna play something that’s so grammy worthy, they’ll put me in this museum”

you cleared your throat and began singing“ohhh my love~” you weren’t playing the keys right at all. he started recording you without you even knowing. “my darling, i hunger for your touch. a long… lonely time… honestly i think i should’ve auditioned for elvis. i probably would’ve been your understudy” you patted your own back, jokingly. “i don’t know about that one.” he laughed and tucked his phone in his back pocket.

you and austin finished looking around and were ready to go to get ice cream. plus your legs were really tired. you painfully walked back to the car. “i workout every day and my legs hurt from walking for like an hour… why?!” you whined. he just laughed at you. “just go back to sleep, your legs will feel better.” he placed his hand on your thigh. “k…” you smiled and leaned back and went to sleep.

before you know it, you’re back home. “what about the ice cream?” you mumbled. “we can go out again. come on let’s take a nap.” he unbuckled his and yours seatbelt. you got out the car and got in the house. then both of you fell asleep on the couch.

“hey, i made us something to eat. i got ice cream from the store, don’t worry. i got popsicles too but they aren’t froze yet.” he leaned over the couch and kissed your face. “it smells good” “you should come and try it, it taste as good as it smells.” he announced from the kitchen.

you slowly got off the couch and walked to the kitchen. he had made cooked salmon and white rice. “oh my, we’ve got a chef… maybe you should just stay and cook for me.” you smiled sitting down across from him. “i’ll think about it.” he smiled back.

it was moments like this where you just couldn’t believe how blessed you were to be with austin. he was everything a girl wanted. the definition of boyfriend material right in front of you and he was all yours. though, you were worried about his projects getting in the way. you could barely handle the interviews, events, and constant traveling. what’s it gonna be like when he’s in different states, countries, even a different continent?

he told you not to worry, he told you that if it gets too bad, he’d come back for a break. you didn’t want him to just take a break just because you missed him. you told him you’d be fine. when you weren’t but you understood it’s work, not a side hobby. this is his job, not an activity anybody could do.

“you okay?” “yeah! im just, thinking.” you smiled, finishing your meal. “this was really good aus, thank you.” you got up from your seat, austin did the same. you took his plate and washed it, then put it away.

austin followed you up stairs and to the room. “damn we aren’t gonna be able to sleep, we already took a long ass nap.” you mentioned while fixing the bed up. “gives me more time with you before i leave.” he hugged you from behind, swaying your bodies. this man was so in love with you, he didn’t even care about sleepless nights as long as you were there.

“alright, i gotta change into my pajamas.” you laughed, removing austin’s arms from your waist. you walked into the bathroom and took your clothes off and put it in the hamper. since you already were in the bathroom, you brushed your teeth and put your hair up.

you accidentally forgot to grab your pajamas before you went to the bathroom, you walked out back into the bedroom in your new pair of intimates, ones that austin didn’t know about. “when did you buy those.” his eyes were glued to your body. “a few weeks ago.” you answered. “where was i?” “being interviewed i think.” you decided not to get any pajamas and just got into the bed.

he still couldn’t take his eyes off of you. “take a picture, it’ll last longer.” you chuckled. “im taking a mental picture, don’t worry.” he smirked. you sat up in bed scrolling on your phone, with your cleavage on full display. austin took quick looks at your body. “hey let’s watch a movie, your pick.” you smiled. “ferris bueller?” “you know me so well.”

you laid on austin’s chest, in between his legs as he slid his fingers up and down your waist. it was silent between the both of you, the only noises were from the movie, you contemplated on if you should say something or keep letting silence fill the room.

“im gonna miss you so much.” you said while you drew swirls on his chest with your finger. “im gonna miss you too, i’ll make sure to text and call you whenever i can.” he whispered. “i’ll make sure to answer.” you looked up, into austin’s eyes as he looked down at yours. god you couldn’t take it anymore.

you lift your body up to kiss him. you move your hand from his chest to cup his face. austin kept his hand on your waist, but his grip was a bit stronger. you moved on top but never removed your lips from him. “you don’t know what these things are doing to me.” austin took a breath, he toyed with the ends of your panties.

he pushed you up so he had more access to your chest. he pulled down your bra straps and moved your bra down to your waist. he kissed your exposed breast, focusing on one with his mouth and the other with his hand. his tongue flicked over your nipple rapidly. “mmm” you purred while you threw your head back while your hands are on his shoulders. his hand played with your breast, gently squeezing it. you pushed yourself from him. “what’s wrong?”

“let me please you” you smiled. “but-“ you shut him up with a sensual kiss then moved down on his body, leaving love marks on his neck and chest. listening to the hums he gave in response.

“i’m gonna need to cover those up before i go.” he smiles while rubbing the side of your face with his thumb. you played with the waistband of his boxers and rubbed him through the fabric.

hesitant, you slowly remove his boxers, revealing his semi-hard cock. he exhaled softly, bracing himself. “is this okay?” you looked at him through your eyelashes. “yeah baby.” he whispered in a low voice. you began stroking his length, preparing both you and him. your lips parted around him, austin couldn’t help but bite his bottom lip, lightly tugging at your hair. you swirled your tongue around his head. he moaned softly in response to your actions. “so good” he breathed.

you hollowed your cheeks and made eye contact with you. austin could barely keep his mind straight, as much as he wanted to look at you, it felt too good to maintain eye contact.

“y/n- i’m… please keep going.” he groaned, keeping his hand lightly on your head, still pulling at your hair. he bucked his hips up causing you to gag a little. “sorry…” “don’t worry bout it baby. i know that im making you feel good.” you placed his cock back in your mouth. using your hands and mouth. “fuck baby~” he gripped your hair tighter and pushed your head down as his warm essence flowed down your throat.

“shit.” he breathed. “lay on your back.” he demanded. you listened and laid down. “i don’t even wanna remove these. they look so pretty on your body.” he smirked, he carefully removed your lace panties and put them off to the side.

“so pretty…” he said lowly. he kissed your thighs and moved inwards from there. his lips finally met your folds, he glided his tongue up your slit and sucked on your clit. you gasped, you didn’t know what to do with your hands. you put one of your hands through his hair and bit your finger on the other.

he traced your slit with his finger, he slowly placed his finger inside you. your back arched and you grabbed the sheets. he held your hips down with one hand as he used the other to finger you. you moaned from the pained pleasure. “g’faster.” you plead to austin. “you sure angel?” “mhm.” you nodded your head quickly.

he went faster, he added a second finger, as well as going back to swirling and sucking on your bud. he hummed on your pussy, sending a vibration up your body.

he removed his mouth and switched the fingers he was using from pointer and middle to middle and ring finger. “please keep going aus… i’m… s’close.”

his fingers went faster, your eyes were closed shut tight. “aus.” everything suddenly stopped, no more pleasure, no more pain, just a remain of pent up need for austin. “why’d… why’d you stop” you panted. “i don’t want you to cum yet…”

he positioned himself in front of you, he spit on his hand and stroked himself a few times. he massaged your slit with his tip before slowly inserting himself inside of you. it was a slight burn feeling when he fit all of his length inside you.

he rocked his hips, going in and out of you. he set the pace, trying his best not to hurt you. you were still very sensitive. once you got used to the pain, it melted into pleasure.

austin began to pick up the pace, grinding a little more harder into you. hitting your g-spot just right. austin put his head in the crook of your neck. you scratched his back, he was hitting all the right spots that he knew drove you insane. “right there… please go… fas-ter.” your thoughts were scattered, he did as requested.

your hands grabbed his arms, unintentionally pushing his arms back making his arms slide. he got your hands off of him and restrained your hands by pinning them down on the bed.

your walls clenched around austin and you started seeing stars. austin started placing hickeys on your neck while thrusting faster and deeper into you. “you’re doing so good… taking me… so well.” he softly spoke in your ear, his praise was like music.

“it feels so good.” you slurred your words, trying to gain eyesight once again. “yeah?” he smirked against your skin. he barely removed himself out of you, he continuously rolled his hips against you. more mumbled curses and pleads fell from your lips.

“i can’t- im gonna come…” “go ahead baby.” he said. just like that a wave of bliss rushed over you. it was all over, for about 15 seconds.

austin buried his face in between your thighs in a matter of seconds.

“aus- what are you-“ your words were cut off by a choked moan. “you just taste s’good” he mumbled on your heat. your eyes rolled back as you jolted your hips up and grabbed his hair. you felt your stomach tight and warm salty tears ran down your face, as you dissolved into your next climax. “you’re such a good girl…” austin kissed your face.

your breath was heavy, he kissed your forehead. “i love you so much.”

“love you too, aus.”

[dollslayer]

Artistic Intention

Artist!Steve x Reader

Summary: Steve's doing well in his life drawing class, but a new muse throws him for a loop in the back supply room.

W/C: 2,374

Warnings: NO MINORS, p in v smut, unprotected sex, public sex, breeding kink if you squint, swearing

A/N: Hey! I wrote this for @buckyownsmylife 1st anniversary challenge! I love me a good AU so I chose Artist AU+ exhibitionism. Happy tumblr-versary! I made Steve a shy boi in this lol. If you liked this fic pls reblog/comment!! Check out my other fics too! Cheers!

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It’s 1:45pm and Steve is desperately trying to weave his way through the crowd of people before him. His art folio hits everyone and thing as he makes feeble attempts to apologize to everyone for the bulkiness of the case. He can’t be too apologetic though, he’s running late for his 2pm life drawing class and if he doesn’t make it the professor will close the door in his face.

This is the longest 15 minutes in Steve’s life, he figures. He finally makes it up the steps and jogs up the stairs. His folio hits his leg, he winces but doesn’t stop, he’s only got a few minutes to make it up to the second floor and get himself situated behind an easel. He’s nearly out of breath when he makes it to the second floor and he’s trying to check his watch while running for the door. Two minutes.

Steve bursts through the doors and exhales loudly, he’s not sure he’s ever felt so relieved. His feeling of relief is short lived and quickly replaced with embarrassment as he realizes every pair of eyes in the room is on him. Every pair except for one. The new model for class this week, you slowly turn your head to reveal sharp eyes and a coy smile. He feels himself blush under your gaze and mutters an apology before getting settled in an easel directly in front of you.

He tries his best to focus on getting his paper and charcoals set out in an effort to shrug off the mixture of humiliation and lingering anxiety he had about being late. He feels his heartbeat begin to steady and he lets himself relax a little bit.

“Good afternoon, everyone. We have a new model in class this week, as I’m sure you’ve noticed. She’ll be keeping her current pose for one hour and repositioning for the second half of class. Mr. Rogers, since you had no problem running late I assume you’ll have no problem staying late as well. You’ll clean up after class.” The professor concludes with a short nod.

Steve sighs but nods his head in acknowledgement. He catches you smirking in amusement again at him and he can’t help but to blush all over again. He feels just like he did in high school, embarrassing himself in front of pretty girls. He sighs and picks up a piece of charcoal.

Steve decides to get a proper look at you and almost regrets it when he chokes on his own breath. You’re gorgeous, you’re coy and charming, you’re a muse. He’s still blushing because you’re naked, and beautiful and the feeling of humiliation hits him even more. He’s been in this class before, he knows the models will be naked but none of them had ever caught his attention as more than a subject, none of them were you.

He takes his time admiring your natural curves and appreciates your figure. You are so full of natural beauty, your bare face is perfectly flawed and the sun shining through the window highlights your skin tone. He can see why you were chosen to model for class, you’re perfect. He has to discreetly adjust himself and shuffles his jacket into his lap as he feels his pants tighten. He’s flustered all over again and realizes everyone else is already ahead of him. He puts charcoal to paper and gets to work.

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As class goes on Steve’s sketch is coming along nicely. He can’t bring himself to look at you for more than a few seconds at a time for fear of getting hard again. When he sends furtive glances your way he catches you looking back at him with that smile of yours. He swears at one point you raise an eyebrow at him like you’re amused by him. He brushes it off and keeps drawing.

Class comes and goes much faster than he anticipated. He wants to pack up and get out as quickly as he can when he remembers that he has to clean up the room. He lets out a groan and waits for everyone else to leave. Now it’s only you, him, and the professor who are left in the room.

“Mr. Rogers I’ve got to get out of here, I trust you can put easels away without incident?” The professor asks. Steve nods and the professor turns to you. “Thank you for your work today, you can collect your pay from the front office. I look forward to having you as a model for this class.”

You smile and nod, waving goodbye to him. By now you’ve slipped on a robe and are reaching for your bag but it feels like you’re lingering. It’s just now that Steve realizes the two of you are alone. He swallows thickly, trying not to pay attention to you out of the corner of his eye. He begins to pack away his own drawing but not before giving it one final assessment. He can’t help himself from his own critical eye, analyzing mistakes and appreciating triumphs.

“Is that supposed to be me?”

Steve jumps in surprise, you’re peering right over his shoulder. He’s caught off guard by your presence and also by your voice, do you always sound this sultry?

He swallows and nods before taking a deep breath. Wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans he turns to face you.

“Uh, yeah. Yes it is. I don’t think it’s very good but I’m trying” He anxiously starts making excuses, assuming you hate it.

But you don’t. You just smile thoughtfully at him and nod.

“It’s good. At least, I think it is.”

“Th-thanks, thank you.”

“Do you always cut it that close or were you just hoping to stay late with me?”

Steve sputters at your boldness. He has to remind himself that he’s not that scrawny, measly kid he used to be. But he can’t help but feel like he is with his sweaty palms and short breaths.

“I, I um, I didn’t realize there’d be a new model. Was kind of expecting the old one. Not- not that there’s anything wrong with you, of course! I, sorry I didn’t mean to imply that, you’re- you’re beautiful too, you’re perfect really, I just. Oh jesus.” He spews the words out faster than his brain can keep up and he’s making a complete fool of himself.

He can’t bear to look at you, so he starts closing up easels and stacking stools. He doesn’t notice you ogling his muscles through his tight t-shirt.

“You think I’m beautiful?” You ask innocently.

“I-, um, yes. I think you’re very beautiful, if you don’t mind me saying so.” Steve answers honestly.

He moves some stools to the large supply room in the back of the classroom and you follow him.

“I think you’re beautiful too. And cute. You’re practically falling all over yourself, it’s sweet”

Are you talking to him? He still sees himself as he was back then, having a hard time thinking that anyone would look at him and find him attractive. It’s why he’s so beside himself now. You’re so completely beautiful and self-assured, there’s no way you’re talking to him. He sets down the stack he’s carrying and realizes you’re much closer than he thought. You’re inches away.

“What do you like the most about me? Is it my body? Don’t think I didn’t notice you readjusting your pants at the beginning of class.” You move even closer and Steve thinks you must be able to hear his heart beat because it’s about to come right out of his chest.

Your hands are on his chest and you have to lean up on your tip-toes for your lips to meet his ear.

“What do you say? You and me in this supply room? There’s hardly anyone here. Come on”

Steve feels like he’s dreaming, he has to check if he is. But then your hand reaches for his dick through his pants and he nearly doubles over from the sensation. He’s never been with anyone so brash and confident, your touch leaves a burning trail on his body.

“But- but what if someone comes in and sees?” He says, using every last bit of coherent reasoning he has.

“Isn’t that what makes it so fun?”

Oh, God. You. You. Smiling that devilish smile at him. He was weak in the knees and you took the opportunity to push him backwards onto a spare desk. You pulled him by the shirt collar to meet your lips and he let out a noise of surprise. Steve pushes his tongue into your mouth and lets out an obscene moan. You feel so good. He knew you’d feel good but not this good.

Steve’s large hands come to your waist and venture lower until he has a handful of your ass and grabs. You let out a little moan and nudge your knee between his legs and he grinds against it. You pull back to catch your breath when your hands go to the ties of your robes.

“We’re a little overdressed, don’t you think?”

Steve doesn’t need to be asked twice as he pulls his shirt over his head. Jeans have never felt so uncomfortable and he’s frantically trying to get himself down to his boxers. He swears he goes slack jawed when he looks back up at you. He’s already seen you naked, he just stared at you naked for hours, but you’re just as gorgeous as before but it’s the way you’re looking at him. Like he’s desirable, almost like he’s a piece of meat. It makes him feel wanted and reassured and he feels himself grow harder.

Your hands slip beneath the elastic of his boxers and slowly slide them down his legs. He can’t help but flush when you let out a small gasp at the size of him. He doesn’t want to get too big of an ego with it but he’s always known he was… gifted.

Before he can let anything go to his head he lets out his own soft gasp as you stroke him languidly. He can’t control his hips as they cant up into your hand. You grab his hand and quickly lead his fingers to your dripping pussy. Steve nearly melts when he feels how wet you are and slides two fingers in easily. He’s pumping them in and out and you let out tiny mewls as you kiss his neck.

There’s no more time for preamble though, you two need to be quick if you don’t want to be caught by some unfortunate custodian. You remove your hand from his cock and he takes his fingers out of your pussy and swears you whine a little. Feeling brazen himself, he makes direct eye contact with you and sucks his fingers clean. You bite your lip and squirm while he revels in the taste.

Reluctantly he takes his fingers out of his mouth and gets up to situate you so you’re sitting on the desk. You spread your legs wide for him and he takes in the sight, committing to memory. Maybe he can draw you like this some time. For now he takes a step closer but falters, remembering one fatal flaw in this whole plan.

“I… don’t have a condom”

You don’t look let down at all, you look excited in fact. Shaking your head, you explain to him.

“Doesn’t matter, ‘m on the pill. I wanna feel you cum inside me”

Steve might pass out before he gets the chance, the way you keep talking with that mouth of yours. He wastes no more time and positions himself at your entrance. He has one hand on his dick and the other on the back of your neck when he looks you deep in the eye and impales you fully in one go.

The moan you let out is pornographic and Steve uses his newly freed hand to cover your mouth.

“We have to stay quiet. Can you do that?”

You nod silently and he removes his hand, opting to grab your hip instead.

He pulls back and begins to start pumping into you. He’s steady at first, trying to keep himself from cumming too quickly. Slowly he starts increasing his speed and the force that he uses is causing the legs of the old desk to scrape against the floor.

Your hand reaches and grabs his ass, pushing him deeper into your pussy. You feel so tight wrapped around him with no barrier and he doesn’t know how much longer he can hold out. You’re trying to keep your moans quiet when he kisses you to silence them all together. He’s trying with all his might not to cum before you do.

His fingers find your clit and he starts rubbing it in tight circles. You have a harder time keeping quiet and you’re squeezing him like a vice. The friction on your clit and his dick hitting your G-spot perfectly is causing your eyes to roll in the back of your head.

“‘M gonna cum, please. Please don’t stop” You beg. Steve feels a wave of power surge over him now that you’re the needy one.

“Go on then, I’m not far behind ya. Wanna feel your pussy cum on my cock.”

With a few moments more he has you seeing stars and you claw at his back and pull him close to you. He continues on in his movements and starts pounding into you in earnest chasing his own release. All you can do is hold on for dear life.

Steve makes one final thrust before he’s cumming deep inside you. The rush of warmth is welcome to you and you kiss his jaw as he tries to catch his breath. The only sound being both of your heavy breathing. Hopefully no one heard you.

Steve can’t believe what just happened. He met a gorgeous girl and she propositioned him in a public place all in the span of two hours. He realizes just how far he’s come from who he used to be. He looks down at you, your noses touching.

“So, what’s your name?”

[rocorambles]

Could I get a request pls 👉👈 Where the reader used to be on the Inarizaki team and was a Tobio’s and Tsukki’s rival. The reader would constantly annoy Kags bc he couldn’t set anywhere without the reader always deflecting or blocking his attacks and Tsukki always got annoyed by the reader bc the reader was just as petty as he was. Years later they meet up again and have a threesome ☺️

Ooh what an interesting concept~ (Also, reader kind of sounds like Suna lol) A little gift for my readers who are looking for some male reader content! 

Warnings: NSFW, Degradation, Overstimulation

With a team as strong as Inarizaki, it’s no surprise that they have exceptional blockers and Suna Rintarou is a pain in the ass to deal with on both a technical and mental level. But despite being on a competing team, Kageyama and Tsukishima know better than to be outright disrespectful to an upperclassman and they both just grumble on their breaths as Suna blocks their spikes and directs snarky comments at the tall blonde middle blocker. 

You, on the other hand, are even worse than the upperclassman you’re so close to and while Suna antagonizes the whole Karasuno team overall, it almost seems like you go out of your way to only irritate Kageyama and Tsukishima (successfully, Suna notes, as he watches you with glowing pride). And both the rest of Karasuno and Inarizaki watch in a mixture of confusion, annoyance, and amusement as the three of you snap and bark at each other during warm-ups, during matches, during breaks between games. 

But high school is high school and the three of you part ways after your last official match against each other, going off onto bigger and better things. 

Or so you think until three sets of eyes glare at each other at a networking event hosted by the Japanese Volleyball Association. 

And just like that, it’s like the three of you are back on the high school court at Nationals, you jeering and mocking the two ex-Karasuno players, Suna and Atsumu watching from the side cheering you on and cackling, Aran shaking his head and trying to get you to shut your mouth while Kageyama and Tsukishima reply with their own scathing comments, Hinata cowering behind the two taller athletes, but vigorously nodding his head in support as his ex-teammates exchange verbal blows with you. 

But it seems that not much has changed and as food and drinks begin to circulate around the room, tempers mellow and the three of you almost instantly forget about the bickering you’re in the midst of, too focused on shoving your face with whatever appears nearby you on a serving tray. 

You’re sufficiently tipsy, practically skipping around the room in giddiness as you let the alcohol propel you throughout the rest of the party and fresh air sounds great right about now as the alcohol blanket wrapping around you makes your neck sweat under your suit collar. So you make your way through the doors, humming as you let the evening breeze cool you down, pausing and slightly stiffening when another presence comes to stand besides you. 

As fun as it is to rile up the blue eyed setter, you’re not in the mood right now and it seems like he isn’t either if the silence is anything to go by and the two of you stand side by side, nothing but the background noise of other athletes chattering filling the air. And you almost forget he’s even there until a low voice echoes throughout the space. 

“Why do you dislike Tsukishima and me so much?”

In hindsight you’ll blame the disturbing amount of alcohol for your quick and unfiltered response. 

“I don’t. It’s the opposite actually.” 

The two of you stare wide eyed at each other, both your jaws going slack at your unintentional confession, and then the two of you are screaming at the same time. 

“YOU- YOU LIKE US?!”

“I DIDN’T MEAN THAT!”

 And really, you’re sure if no one had stopped you, the two of you would have been out there squawking at each other all night. But fate has other things in store for you and you freeze when a lean body presses up against you from behind, caging you between it and the toned body of the dark haired man still blabbering on, but quickly shutting up when your body makes contact with his. 

“So all this time, you were just being a prick because you didn’t know how to express your feelings? What are you? In Kindergarten?” 

You can feel a familiar scowl spreading across your face at the taunt, but you’re silenced by the genuine curiosity and softness in blue eyes that stare down at you in...hope? No, there’s no way...

But maybe there is a way and your heart flutters as a rosy tint flushes Kageyama’s cheeks and he’s a flustered mess as he awkwardly looks anywhere but at you, stuttering out the fact that his hotel room is walking distance. Maybe...maybe you could all discuss in private...only if you want that is...

Before he can embarrass himself further, you hear an annoyed tsk from behind you and suddenly calloused hands are wrapping around both Kageyama’s and your wrist as he drags the two of you towards the directions he had deciphered from the setter’s messy, barely coherent rambling. And now here the three of you are, a tangled moaning mess on a rumpled bed in a hotel somewhere in Japan. 

The movements had been stiff and hesitant at the beginning, Kageyama and you fumbling around as you tried to undress each other without being able to really look at each other without your faces heating up. Thankfully Tsukishima had stepped in, impatiently and roughly tearing fabric off of both your bodies, and when his hands had accidentally brushed against your nipples and elicited a breathy moan, that had been enough to break down any resistance. 

You groan as lips come crashing down on yours, sloppy but with passion and urgency that made up for it, and you melt into Kageyama’s touch as calloused hands tentatively grasp your hips. But unsatisfied with the slow intimate pace, hands creep up from behind you and you wail as your nipples are roughly tugged and twisted, your cock twitching in interest as pain bleeds into the pleasure you were being lulled into. 

“Of course a mouthy brat like you would get turned on by pain. Is that why you were so fucking annoying all those years? You wanted us to turn around and punish you?” 

You try to deny the humiliating and degrading words, but your protests are cut short as a hand wraps around your cock, tugging and sliding a thumb underneath your head in a way that has you whimpering and jerking your hips for more, mouth obediently wrapping around the finger slicked with your own pre-cum being shoved past your lips, forcing you to taste yourself. 

“You’re so much more tolerable when you’re quiet and not running that stupid mouth of yours. Maybe we should always keep your mouth stuffed full. It’s not like anything worthwhile comes out of it anyway.” 

Kageyama makes a move to step between you two, unsure of the cruel words and strange dynamic building in the air. But he pauses as you easily let Tsukishima push you to the ground on all fours, only eagerness and want in your eyes as you longingly gaze up at the middle blocker, unable to keep from salivating over his own growing bulge as your own fully hardened cock leaks and bounces with every desperate shake of your hips. 

Tsukishima scoffs as you whine and mouth at his length, smugly smirking as a silly smile stretches across your face as he mockingly slaps his cock on your face before briefly looking up to exchange glances with his ex-teammate. 

“I’ll take his mouth this round. Knock yourself out with his other hole.”

And then there’s only the slick lewd sounds of you slobbering over the cock being shoved down your throat as Tsukishima grabs you by the back of your head and forces you down until your nose is pressed against his lower abdomen. 

Kageyama watches with rapt attention, unable to look away from the debauched sight of your mouth being forced to stretch around the length being thrust in and out of you, trails of drool dripping to the floor, his hand automatically palming himself. But it’s not enough and he’s quick to kneel behind you after a frantic search for the bottle of lube the three of you had purchased on your way to his room, long fingers gently, but firmly prodding at your puckered hole, smiling in satisfaction as you slowly but surely yield and unfurl for him, a high pitched keen escaping your full mouth as one finger becomes two, stretching and scissoring inside of you, dragging and searching, searching, searching...

A muffled broken cry pierces the room as he finds the spot inside of you and a grin replaces a usually stern countenance as he toys and rubs against it insistently, watching as your thighs tremble and your ass shakes, making eye contact with Tsukishima as the blonde’s pace begins to stutter, head thrown back as your moans vibrate against his cock. And then he’s holding you down, forcing you to swallow every last drop as he cums down your throat, releasing you and letting you loudly wail as Kageyama finally presses his own cock inside of your fluttering hole. 

You reach to stroke your aching cock, but you sob when your hand is smacked away, both your wrists restrained down and in front of you by Tsukishima as he sneers at your disheveled face. 

“You’re going to cum untouched or you’re not cumming at all. Understood?” 

You shake your head, pleading with tear-filled eyes as you try to tug your wrists out of his hold. But then Kageyama is increasing his pace, shifting his angle in a way that has you forgetting about anything else other than the delirious pleasure lancing through you as he hits that spot inside of you with every thrust. 

You’re so close but it’s not enough and you’re babbling nonsense as tears and drool stream down your face, begging for more, more, and more, looking pathetic enough for the tall blonde in front of you to sigh and compromise. And then you’re keening, borderline screaming as Tsukishima releases your arms to tweak and roll your hardened buds between his fingers, pulling at them and forcing you over the edge that you had teetered on for so long. 

Your upper body collapses on the floor, exhausted, twitching and writhing as Tuskishima and Kageyama are relentless in their ministrations, hands still teasing your nipples, strong hands still holding your hips up in a bruising grip as a cock continues filling you. It’s so much, too much, and you quietly sob from the overwhelming stimulation, gasping in relief and arousal as he bottoms out one last time, thick hot spurts splattering your used hole, panting as Kageyama carefully pulls out and lowers you completely. 

You can feel your heavy eyelids begin to flutter shut as you begin to succumb to exhaustion, sighing in contentment as Kageyama lets you lay your head in his lap, his hand affectionately stroking your head. But you startle when you feel fingers play and prod with your cum-stained hole, arching your back as they easily slip inside your loosened entrance, twisting around to stare in bewilderment at the blonde now positioned behind you, stroking his already hardening cock to full mast. 

“You didn’t think we were done, did you? We have years of payback to make up for.” 

[aquagustd]

why are you so anti-hie jungkook? 😭😭😭 like i know you know exactly what kind of 50 shades of fucked up he is but queen let us imagine he still loves OC omg pls, it's so mind baffling that he could actually hate her or have this massive disdain towards the mother of his child. like i really need to know what kind of issues this man has. I personally don't trust tae, dude is sus. like something about him. You've told us up and down that he's the real deal but idk he jumped hard and fast, a little sketch.

I just feel like where fire burned theres ashes and jungkook cant just be like "well f this chick" like what was so bad that he pulled a 180 on her.

Also OC girl we love you but step tf up. Like you are a woman, a bad b, a MOTHER. All she's done is whine and look to others for reassurance. Like ma'am no one can come between a mother and her son and I feel like she's just so damn complacent and idk why.

You're an amazing author to have me over analyzing these characters while I'm supposed to be studying but it's honestly been on my mind for so long lol thank you for this masterpiece!!! <3

why am i so anti-hie jungkook you ask?? because i know what he did OKAY i know what he did 😔 but i’ll let you guys have that fantasy since you don’t know 😌 it wasn’t a full 180 - like he changed so suddenly - they’ve spent years apart before & after junho was born. so the hate took some time to develop 👁 especially with oc.

pls cut oc some slack 😭 THIS MAN WHO LEFT HER ALL THOSE YEARS AGO tried to k!ll her & then told her to k!ll him ALL in one day ??? then he continues to threaten her. we honestly don’t know how long she’s been grieving for before all this shit could happen (pls go back to part 1) and for him to show up like this ??? she was bamboozled fr. she’s been through a lot in her life 😔 i agree that she needs to step up with junho but give her time 🥲

SHDKDK THANK YOU 😭 you have no idea how much i love discussing everything with you guys. i feel like even if you’re anon - we’re all sitting at this big - debate kinda thing & putting the theories forward lmao. it’s fun <3 also GO BACK TO STUDYING rn 😤💓

[v-hope]

stop👏hating👏on👏yn

i mean if youre not understanding the amt of terror she feels every time she thinks of being rebllious, alex i tell u what those aint 'feeling' the story theyre a bunch of fakes🤧(im jk pls dont be offended yall) and yes youre free to u have your opinion but the fact that its not easy for yn to rebel STAYS. call her a coward, but shes the daughter of THE MOST powerful family in skorea, in short they have HELLA POWER over everyone in skorea. and like imagine having your parents threatening to ruin your s/o's life if you dont obey them. even if yo s/o says they dont care, but wouldnt it eat YOU up? and youre essentially helpless, bc THEY HAVE POWER against everyone (in this case). plus they DO NOT care abt yn's (or even jin's) happiness bc whether knowingly or unknowingly when they live such a lifestyle for so long, it gets to their head and sooner or later all they care abt is their perfect image, and somewhere down the line it becomes more imp than the people they have so theyll do anyth to maintain that image.

cut yn some slack, bc i also think that maybe shes waiting for the year to get over and see what happens. imo maybe she'll rebel after the year gets over and they still dont leave her alone, but if she makes some wrong move and then as per the deal her parents leave her alone at the end of the year she'll be filled w regret (for eg lets say yn hadnt gone on the trip, her parents wouldve destroyed tae's career. now if they wouldnt stop manipulating her even after a year it wouldnt have mattered really BUT if they actually disown her at the end of the year and let her be after that, then she wouldve been guilty af bc after that her parents wouldnt have to do anyth abt tae's career. so its better that she obeys them at least till the year gets over)

i hope i was able to make my point in the end lol

plus sorry for this long af ask. sending loads of love to you alexxxxxx💕💕

okay but can i give this ask a little love bc what you said is EXACTLY what she thinks. why put tae’s career at risk when she can just go on the trip, wait for the two weeks left to go by, and then just end everything with her parents because they won’t have a word against her anymore. even if they did keep bothering her after that at least she’d have the “the one year’s done” card against them.

the way she sees it, she has to hold on for two more weeks and then she’ll get to stay with taehyung. but unfortunately tae doesn’t see it that way and thinks those two weeks will help her realise she wants to go back to her old life so :/

idk i’m happy that a few of you are still on her side, don’t touch me 🤧

please never apologize for long asks, i love them so much ksñsksñs. thank you so much, lovie! stay safe 💖

[badedramay]

Aaahhhhh today’s ep of jo bichar gaye was asdfghjklasf…also can we pls talk about Rumi and Sonia on the terrace? Do u think Rumi was talking about him and Sonia when he said “khamoshi mein bhi tou baatein hoti hain” and “east or west bichar chukay”? I can also feel Sonia softening towards him a little (pls Sonia, cut him some slack, my poor boi is defeated AND heartbroken rn) Basically i’m not ready for the impending soMi separation and the today’s ep was heavy on the angst :((((( Lmk allll ur genius thoughts pls

Also is it just me or is Sonia not seeming very overjoyed or even bashful at farrukh’s confession in the teaser for next ep…

ayeeee what genius huh..staapppp 😅

I think this was friendliest we have seen SoMi be since the show has begun? at least they were talking civilly! but man oh MAN how beautiful and heart breaking was their conversation on the terrace?! I knowwwwwwwwwww the episode was all about the Ghazipur incident (which oh my god how nail biting was that?! Haissam the GENIUS you are!!!) but I am stuck on the two scenes of SoMi. Sonia who starts with her usual taunt train but Rumi is just so done™ with all of that. I don't think at this point she even knows how else to talk to him? I guess she thinks by attacking him he can give her a reaction and within that reaction she'll get to know what's going on with him...

but oh oh OHHH when her words hit the target perhaps too precisely this time and Rumi has to look away. the slight shift in her demeanor..her concern for him making her reach out to him...REFUSING to be shut down again! the way she walks towards him..the way she stands iN FRONT of him..giving him no way of avoiding her.

"Khamoshi mein bhi toh baatein hoti hain."

I felt this was Rumi's silent (lol) plea for Sonia to not ask him for answers. he wanted her to understand him like that and Sonia got his message because her response being "Kuch chupa rahe ho?" hit the nail of the head as yes, YES Rumi is hiding important stuff from her for her own peace! he really just wanted her to trust him this once and let him do what he's doing (which is suffer in silence and all alone oh my poor little meow meow)

and the last question of Sonia!!! BEHENO KYA TADAAK SE HEARTBREAK HUA MERA?!

"Ek baat batao..Pakistan toot jaega kya? East aur West bichar jaenge?"

"Bichar jaenge nahin...bichar chuke hain."

THAT WAS NOT FOR THE COUNTRY!! THAT WAS SO NOT FOR THE COUNTRY! THAT WAS THEM! THEM! THE CHASM THAT HAS COME BETWEEN THEM! THE ONE THAT HAS DISTANCED THESE TWO WHO USED TO BE ONE.

the quiver in her voice when she asks him..the sorrow in his stance when he replies..the SILENCE that settles itself between them as they avoid each other's glance..her trying to fight her tears and him? we don't even see his face!! what emotions must he be concealing?!?!

the next scene with them..Sonia truly lives up to her claim of knowing Rumi best because she's the only one awake when he's awake. the way she just knows he hasn't slept in days. the way she can understand what it is exactly that's been keeping him up even if he lies about it. GAAAH!! I CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF THESE TWO I JSUT CAN'T CAN'T CAN'T!!

and now my favorite topic - WHY FANIA JUST ISN'T AS COMPELLING!!!

like yes Sonia was happy blushing to get Farrukh's phonecall but these two literally don't have anything to talk about??? khair khairyat poochi and then it became too awkward for them and she was all "okay bye." ummmm...yaar THODA toh show dikhaye how these two have this irresistible pull towards each other. but i just do NOT see it! It's awkward..it hasn't had any natural build up! any chemistry that's there is between Talha and Maya as actors! Farrukh and Sonia's chemistry as characters just wasn't given any special treatment. and the precap? pls when I say I facepalmed!! Farrukh sweatie you cute but that was just notttt it. I can't connect with his schoolboy 'pehla nasha pehla khumar' persona. Ek toh the way Salahuddin keeps hyping Farrukh and his "love story" annoys me. like BRO!! you are literally in the build of an emerging war zone and you are telling your friend to embark on an epic love story?? Hemingway ka novel nahin hai yeh! Hosh karlo thoda!!

urgh i am in PAIN! i need the new episode now!

[dylanhawth]

[ LORENZO ZURZOLO, CISMAN, HE/HIM ] shh ! DYLAN HAWTHORNE, the TWENTY year old SECOND year ANTHROPOLOGY major from HARTFORD, CT is known as a TOURMALINE  around here. HE was invited to join because HE PUBLISHED A COLLECTION OF SHORT STORIES ANONYMOUSLY THAT GARNERED A BIT OF FOLLOWING AND RECENTLY STEPPED FORWARD AS THE AUTHOR, and now, they’re here to stay. HE reminds me of THE NERVOUSNESS OF A FIRST KISS, LEAVING SECRET MESSAGES IN LIBRARY BOOKS, DRIVING AIMLESSLY WITH THE WINDOWS ROLLED DOWN ON A WARM SUMMER NIGHT WHILE THE RADIO HUMS A PLAYLIST CURATED FOR YOU BY YOUR BEST FRIEND.

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omfg hello. i can’t tell you how excited and happy i am to be here. i was too nervous to apply for the last three months but i decided to stop being a Coward and just try. im SO happy to be here, it’s the highlight of my week tbh lmao. anyway i am mar, she/her, 24, est. i live in nyc and all i do is visit the planetarium and cry. i’m so fucking bad at these so im just gonna LIST things and hope you get the vibe. i am a pisces sun, scorpio moon. i prob have a napoleon complex a little bit lmao. my favorite social media site is goodreads and i get rlly sad when my friends rate books i love poorly dfljskdfs. i can touch my tongue to my nose. i eat a lot of persimmons. i have a favorite rock at my local park that i visit a lot. idk dfskjls. i’m v friendly tho so pls hmu. i send a lot of memes, and love making meme edits for the chars so im rlly sorry in advance if you guys hate that. 

01.      basics.

NAME.   dylan h. hawthorne. ALIASES. dyl, hawth.   AGE.  twenty. HOMETOWN. hartford, ct. GENDER.  cismale. PRONOUNS.   he/him.

 02.      appearance.

EYES.   green. HAIR.   brown. HEIGHT.   6”0 BUILD.   lean. BIRTHMARKS   /   BURNS   /   SCARS.   a birthmark the shape of australia on his left thigh. TATTOOS.   n/a. PIERCINGS.   n/a.

03.      habits.

ALCOHOL   ?  socially. SMOKING   ?  socially. HABITS.  fidgets in chairs. cracks knuckles and back often. nervous laughter. chewing on pencils. talking to his plants. dogearing books. staring off into space and applying chapstick for a prolonged period of time. getting overly competitive about boardgames. stress cleaning. carries a book in his bag always. night owl. incredibly impatient when the internet is slow. creature of habit when it comes to menus, orders the same shit over and over again. LIKES.   feeding the ducks at the local pond. the smell of the earth after a rainstorm. the way music sounds coming from another room. kissing. watering his plants. inside jokes. making wishes in fountains. discussing a recently finished book with someone. making handmade cards for friends on their birthday. fireworks. coming of age films. packages wrapped in twine. jogs. the way friday nights feels when you’re with someone you love. the feeling you get leaving the movie theatre. DISLIKES.   being late. having too many coins on him. coffee with no sugar. when people speak loudly in the library. doing laundry. handshakes with too much squeeze. receiving voicemails. untidiness. golf. charles dickens. lectures with no student input. hot weather. confrontation. being caught in a lie. losing his umbrella. people who cheat during games. rainboots. bad table manners. humidity.

04.      personality.

MYERS-BRIGGS.   infp. ENNEAGRAM. the helper. ZODIAC.   pisces. TEMPERAMENT.   melancholic. ALIGNMENT.   neutral good. ARCHETYPE.   the lover. POSITIVE.   empathetic. sensitive. intelligent. charismatic. easygoing. gentle. loyal. passionate. romantic. humble. supportive. gregarious. playful. diligent. NEGATIVE.   deceitful. gullible. finicky. naive. obsessive. perfectionistic. secretive. timid. possessive. weak-willed. indecisive. cynical. indulgent. summary: basically, dylan is a love starved, people pleasing nervous wreck. big ass nerd who wants to be everyones friend, wants to be liked SO BAD. very charming and charismatic, comes off as fairly confident and comfortable at first. is able to make everyone feel loved and like they’re the most important person in the world, however lacks a backbone. is both romeo and juliet, and just as dumb as both of them too. 

05.      hc’s.

dylan was a football player in high school, believe it or not. he was rather good at it too, which is sort of jarring considering his pacifistic nature. however, he DID land on someone incorrectly at some point during his senior year, and broke their wrist. he quickly abandoned the sport altogether because of how guilty he felt. 

touched on this briefly but dylan really… loves indiana jones lmao. like, it’s quite ironic given his absolutely inability to be a badass, and lack of suaveness. however, he admires indy’s lust for adventure. he also was obsessed with the mummy as a kid. both of these were incredible sources in his very irrational decision to sudden anthropology. however, he does really love and admire anthropology. his favorite ethnography is the spirit catches you and you fall down, which makes him cry like a little bitch every time he even thinks about it. 

he’s the second oldest, but he is also baby. he is SUCH a big momma’s boy. he misses his mom so much. he writes to her often, and of course calls her even more. despite being six-foot tall, he still goes home and rests his head on his mother's lap, falls asleep as she runs her fingers through his hair. he often tries to find native english plants and flowers to press, and mail back to his mother in the form of bookmarks. has nEVER STEPPED ON A CRACK IN HIS LIFE, BABY.

just leaves a shit ton of notes in books in the library. some are riddles, some are poetry, some are commentary on the book, some are doodles. just depends on how he’s feeling for that book. he doesn’t tell anyone he does it, but he’s waiting for someone to connect the dots with his handwriting and writing style. 

speaking of plants, his room is basically a big greenhouse. he has so many plants, and takes serious care of them all. he has a little humidifier in his space for them, marks down when he waters what plants, and has a label maker to label them all with a name. they are all named after shakespeare characters. 

dyl is a doodler, so much so that he contributes to the school paper as a cartoonist. his cartoons are usually just random thoughts he has, but sometimes they get political and he works marxism into them. (this man loves marx.) 

[ suicide implied tw, death mention tw ] he dresses like a victorian boy in love with his roommate who has recently died of scarlet fever and in his mourning, plans to disappear in the bog by the school by mysterious circumstances and become a ghost that haunts the college with his lover. like lots of gray and slacks and ties ands ties and sweaters, lol. also he has glasses that he never wears because he can never find them! catch him squinting in your classroom because he can’t see SHIT. too shy to ask you for your notes though, doesn’t wanna inconvenience you! but when he’s Out on the Town®, he fucking wears like, tacky patterned shirts that are expensive but ugly. someone please help him. 

all about fun socks! he loves owning socks that have dumb little images on them. if you get him a pair of fun socks, he’d absolutely go nuts. his entire week: made. 

he leaves his roommate limericks when he senses they are sad. tapes em to the bathroom mirror or leaves them in the fridge. also loves buying people presents. tiny ones. like haunted looking things from second hand stores, or your favorite chocolate. also is the sort of friend that has EVERYTHING in his bag, in case someone cuts themselves or has a headache. can be a bit of a mom himself. it’s the little things, y’know? 

prob still in his emo phase. listens to way too mcr to not be lmao.

eco-friendly king, will not stand for you not recycling. 

if you will allow him, he will attempt to have a secret handshake with you. he’s a child. is dying for someone to memorize the parent trap handshake and indulge him. 

cannot sit still in a chair. fidgets an excessive amount, the bobbing of his knee and the squirming around. it just never ends. 

bi. that’s the hc.

he’s a little bit in love with everyone he meets if you couldn’t tell, and it’s fucking disastrous. 

he is based loosely off: patroclus ( the song of achilles ), ponyboy curtis ( the outsiders ), laurie laurence ( little women ), eduardo saverin ( the social network ), remus lupin ( hp ), oliver marks ( if we were villains. ) 

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