#someone tell me ​I’m not the only one that trips over myself!😭

[rewordthis]

Sooo~ I had the Tumblr-Off Day yesterday and I was finally writing down parts of that AU I’ve been rolling in my head for a month+ now, but as I was 1.4k words into laying both world and scenes out I heard something from the other room so I stopped writing to go check it out.

Apparently a cockroach had gotten in from god knows where (probably the fucking window that was open until night— fuck!) and I am NOT a cockroach person like AT ALL! If I could I’d soak the fucking walls with roachicide and then set everything on fire for good measure… so I obviously screamed for someone to come kill it. They did. I think…

And then I opened tumblr out of habit, like… 💀

Bro! I got through thousands of posts until I hit one with a fanfic test I hadn’t known, opened browser to check something I got confused over, lost the post because tumblr app has been a trash these past few months — no, I mean more than usually — and got thrown back to my dashboard, tried searching for the post again but only got further lost in other posts… yeah…

In the end I got a lead, googled the shit, found the post through google, opened the post (redirecting to app worked for once, so yey! Ig 😑), finally calmed the f! down, took the test, prepared a post about it…

Dude! It’s been 9 hours since I left my writing in the middle of everything and I’m still on this hellsite. I have lost sleep for no good reason whatsoever. And I have forgotten where I was going at with that half sentence that looks right at me in my draft…!

RIP ig. 😭🫠🫠

[skania]

OnK Chapter 149

I know it doesn’t mean much coming from me because I’m always complaining about Aka’s writing, but…

And I mean it when I say that I expect nothing 😭 This was literally my first ever OnK-related reblog and its tags are more relevant than ever lmao

These, too:

#honestly I didn’t think too hard about any of this during my first read #because the romantic endgame seems so obvious that it kind of discourages guessing lmao #but re-reading these chapters has made me appreciate Aqua’s side of his bond with Akane a lot more

Back when I first got into OnK, I mentioned that Akane was the entire reason I kept reading the manga. I didn’t care about the romantic subplot, found Aqua/Kana extremely obvious and predictable, and Aqua plain boring.

It’s only during my second read that I paid close attention to Akane’s interactions with Aqua and I ended up playing myself into both, caring about Aqua and shipping him with Akane lol

This chapter has made me realize that despite everything, I'm not emotionally invested in whether they end up together or not. I’d prefer it, obviously, because Aqua truly is at his most interesting whenever he’s around Akane, and their dynamic has the best development in the manga (so far).

But it’s just like I said before: If they don’t end up together, that’s just Aka’s loss, not mine. I’m just here for Akane 😂

And as an Akane fan, I feel like the best thing for me to do right now is to just take a step back and watch things unfold, because Aka will do whatever he wants regardless of how any of us interpret his manga lol

So instead of posting the long post I originally wrote about this chapter when the leaks came out, I'll just share a a clown gif because in hindsight it was silly of me to expect Kana out of all people to have any sort of meaningful insight into Aqua 🤡

And a couple of things that caught my eye because I can't help myself:

Kana didn't even see Aqua and Akane have any sort of meaningful moment, just those two standing in each other's vicinity was enough to make her throw herself a pity party. How many more times is she going to pity herself and give up? How has Aka not tired of writing her this way? Where did her development from the Scandal arc go? 🤡

So Chapter 147 featured Kamiki thinking Ai doesn't love him and Kana thinking Aqua likes her. It even had a helpful "Cut 139: Misunderstanding" panel and everything. Will this mean something? Who knows!

Kana used guilt-trip! It was super effective!

Oh the irony! Poor Akane looks like she's been hard at work convincing herself that she's over Aqua. And you know what? I cheer for her and respect her energy 100%. I'd rather see her doing her mightiest to help him without any ulterior motives than to have her crying for him and hoping to get back with him every other chapter lol

Akane calling Kana out for her pity-party and for being cowardly was so cathartic that if I didn't already stan her, I'd have become a fan right now 😭 It also means that Aka is 100% aware of the way he writes Kana, so when will she finally be allowed to grow?

Kana's praise to Akane made me so sad though because yes, Akane is pretty and she's talented and she's kind. That's sweet of her to say. But that's not what made Akane someone special to Aqua: it was the way she understood him. The worst part is that Kana ends her praise by saying that Akane is a "goody-two-shoes" but... that's the opposite of how Akane views herself. She sees herself as someone who's not decent and not normal. So it's no wonder that while she gets flustered (it's her dear kana-chan praising her), she seems to get a bit sad/frustrated afterward. After all, for Akane it's probably the opposite. Men would prefer a decent, normal, bright girl like Kana - Aqua included.

I wish someone would tell Akane that she is too ignorant of her own charms and that she doesn't have to act like an adult all the time. Truly the pot calling the kettle black! Sadly, unlike Kana, Akane seems to have no one in her corner in this manga. Aqua was the only one there and the poor guy is barely even a character anymore lol

Overprotective mother or controlling ex-girlfriend? Take your pick!

The English translation left something pretty important out in these panels. Akane doesn't just say "if you have a girlfriend", she says "if you have a precious/important girlfriend". This distinction is very important because it goes to show that... as expected, Akane doesn't think she was an important girlfriend to Aqua. It's like she didn't count and Kana would be the real deal. Oh, Akane...

Which takes me to her very silly, very convoluted yet very predictable plan (in true Aka fashion).

When Akane thinks “I know exactly what you hate”, I imagine she means that Aqua hates hurting and endangering those he cares for. So I'm guessing Akane thinks that if she plays matchmaker and quite literally throws Kana at him, someone he has a soft spot, then Aqua won't be able to go through with his revenge because that would mean breaking Kana's very fragile heart.

In other words, it looks like Akane is going to try and use Aqua's guilt-complex against him and her weapon of choice is love. But not her love, obviously, because as far as she's concerned, her romantic love already failed to save him.

Granted, using Kana's romantic feelings to her advantage is kind of... well, wrong. To quote Akane herself, [Kana] is neither her pet nor her property, but a person. But I'm guessing that Akane may be falling victim to the same loophole she got caught in in Chapters 96 - 98. She thinks she knows what's best, so she's putting her own beliefs aside for the time being.

Kind of like Aqua, actually.

And, ironically, it's Aqua himself who first realized how easy Kana is to use.

So! All in all, I'm here for Mastermind!Akane but I hope that Aka will actually make it worth our while. Will Kana realize that she's about to be used as a chess piece in this Proxy War? Who knows, characters in this manga seem to walk in circles, only being allowed to grow when it fits the plot 😂

Last week we wondered whether Aka would subvert expectations or go the predictable route, and down the predictable route he went. His way of making it less predictable is by including a twist in the form of Akane's ulterior motives, but will this be enough to allow this ol' used trope to lead us someplace new? I guess we'll have to keep reading to find out, but given the quality of the writing lately, I'm not expecting much lol

[guess-my-next-obsession]

could you do a drabble for lucky & javier? i miss themmm😭😭

The Surprise

pairing: doctor au!javier peña x resident!reader (Lucky)

rating: E (18+ only, a glimpse at romantic dr. peña, also dirty feral javi comes out to play in this one, dom!javi, voyeurism?? maybe mm??, oral (f rec), unprotected piv, dirty talk, pet names)

wc: 3k

a/n: this takes place somwhere between chapters 13 & 15 :)

series masterlist | javi masterlist

“God, I need some sleep,” you groaned, rolling your neck as you sat in the CT room, watching your patient fall asleep in the machine through the window.

“Yeah, you do,” Javi appeared in the doorway with a smile and a cup of coffee in hand. “Here’s a little pick me up.”

“Why thank you, Dr. Peña,” you purred, shooting him a tired smile as he walked behind you and lowered himself so that his chin was sitting on your shoulder, looking at the screen in front of you as you took a sip of your drink.

“Torn ACL?” he said, turning his face so that his lips were brushing against your neck as he spoke. You let your eyes bat closed at his proximity, taking in the scratch of his beard, the tickle of his breath fanning against your skin, the smile that grew on his face as your skin began to pimple. “When are you done?”

“After this scan,” you breathed, feeling your head tip back to rest against his shoulder.

“So another hour?” he said, pressing a kiss onto your neck.

“Probably,” you replied, your fluster making your voice more airy than usual.

“Good,” he said, poking his tongue out to just barely graze your skin before he was standing up, leaving you chasing his warmth as he pulled out the desk chair beside you and took a seat.

“You’re such a tease,” you scolded lightly, rolling your eyes and chuckling at the pride in his smile.

“Just making sure I can still rile you up,” he said, reaching for your coffee to take a sip of it before returning it.

“How has your day been? I haven’t seen you since I clocked in,” you said, chancing a glance over at him just to find him giving you that look. “Stop looking at me like that unless you plan on doing something about it.”

“Oh, I do,” he smirked before stretching his arms behind his head as he leaned back in his chair. “I’ve been in and out of surgery all day. Tried to find you at lunch, but you were in surgery.”

“Steve let me do the entire knee replacement by myself,” you smirked, reaching over to tap his knee. “Unlike someone I know.”

“Don’t take it personally,” he said, offering you a smile. “I don’t let third years do shit by themselves.”

“Which is just another reason why I won’t be coming back to your service, Dr. Peña,” you teased.

“Keep calling me doctor and see what happens later on when I’ve got you all alone,” he said, leaning over to crowd your space again.

“McCartney’ll save me,” you replied, grinning as he continued to lean closer and closer to your lips.

“Is that right?” he asked, his lips so close now that you could feel his breath, still minty even after the coffee, fanning over yours. You nodded, giving him a teasing smile. “You sure you even want to be saved from what I want to do to you?”

“Maybe,” you shrugged. “Maybe not. Depends on what you’ve got planned.”

“Well, telling you would ruin the surprise,” he said.

“Have I ever mentioned I’m not a fan of surprises?”

“Which is exactly why I’ve gone to extreme lengths to hide this from you,” he said, his lips brushing against yours with every word. “You’ll like it, I think.”

“There’s the ego I fell in love with,” you smirked, turning back to the screen in front of you. “This surprise better not end up being a trip to my back door again.”

Javi laughed and shook his head as he stood up and planted a kiss on your temple. “No, this surprise requires less convincing.”

“Meet you in the lobby in an hour?”

“I’ll be there waiting, bebita,” he hummed, kissing your cheek before making his way out of the room.

After a long 36-hour shift, your feet couldn’t have felt more tired and swollen, your eyelids feeling just as heavy, but seeing Javier stand there in the middle of the hospital lobby dressed in his usual, a pair of tight jeans and a button down, and carrying a bouquet of roses perked you up instantly. You wore a smile instead of the scowl you’d been donning all afternoon as you slugged over to him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

“What’s all this for?” You gestured to the flowers he was handing over.

“Told you, I had a surprise planned,” he said, sliding his hand over the small of your back to guide you outside.

At some point in the day he must’ve switched out cars, because instead of climbing into the truck he drove you to your shift in, Javi was opening the passenger door to guide you into his audi.

“Fancy,” you whistled, grinning at him as he tried to contain the pride in his smile. “All this for me?”

“Yes, my Lucky charm,” he said, closing the door for you before climbing into the driver's seat.

“I don’t want to be a buzzkill, but I hope your surprise doesn’t involve me leaving the house,” you said, looking over at him with a worried frown, not wanting to squash his plans for the evening.

“Nope,” he said, pressing the start button on the car. “Our plans are at home. Just like we like them.”

“So much suspense, my little heart can barely take it.”

Javi reached a hand over and gave your thigh a squeeze.

“I promise it’s nothing too exciting,” he said, glancing over at you with a dimpled smile. “Just a show of appreciation for all your hard work these last couple months. I know it’s been hard, even though you never let anyone see it.”

You frowned, touched by his thoughtfulness and rare display of mushiness, and reached your hand over to rest on his thigh, his hand soon resting over yours with a loving squeeze.

“Thank you, Jav,” you said, hoping that he could read between the lines to see just how choked up you were getting. “It has been hard.”

“I know it, bebita,” he said, lifting your hand to his lips to kiss it. “I’m so proud of you.”

“I never thought I’d hear the mean attending I first met tell me that,” you chuckled. “Especially in this context.”

“I’m still that mean attending,” he reminded, smirking at you as he reached a red light.

“Just not to me.”

“Yep,” he said, squeezing your hand as it rested on his thigh. “Not to you.”

Though the house seemed normal from the outside, something about Javi’s excited grin and tremble of his hand as he unlocked the door had you questioning what stood behind it. With a glance over his shoulder, he opened the door and crossed the threshold with you in tow.

The entryway was dark as usual, but as Javi led you around the corner to the dining room, you were surprised to see the kitchen table (that had never been used before this in your memory) set romantically with lit candles and a large vase of red roses in the center. Turning to him with an open jaw and shocked eyes, you watched as he gave you a boyish smile that made him instantly look ten years younger. Javi walked over to the head of the table, pulling a chair out and gesturing to it.

“For you,” he said, relishing in your speechless state as you slowly walked over and took a seat. “What would you like to drink, bebita?”

“Uh��“ You laughed, not at the gesture but at the tears beginning to cloud your vision. “Water’s fine with me.”

Javi nodded and planted a lingering kiss on your cheek before leaving to disappear into the kitchen. When he returned, he carried two wine glasses full of water in his hands and what looked to be a menu.

“If there’s anything you don’t want, I can tell the chef—“

“Chef?” you asked, stunned beyond belief at the elaborate and incredibly romantic surprise he had planned and executed all without you knowing.

“Yeah,” he blushed and took his seat beside you before lifting his glass to his lips to take a sip of water. “I didn’t trust myself not to give us food poisoning.”

“Javi,” you let out an exhale as you read over the menu, shaking your head at the luxury of it all. “This—“

“Don’t tell me I overdid it?” he interrupted, giving you those round, dark eyes that did you in every single time. “I know I’m not always the most romantic—“

“Javi,” you reached over and squeezed his hand as it rested on the table. “This is the most romantic, shocking, tear-jerking thing anyone has ever ever done for me.”

“Yeah?” he asked, smiling hopefully as his eyes darted between yours.

“Yes, baby,” you chuckled. “I mean—how did you pull this off without me finding out?”

“Well, you don’t make it easy,” he said, chuckling himself. “So nosy it’s hard to keep anything from you.”

“So how’d you do it?”

“I planned exactly how and when I wanted to do it in my head, then I waited until the very last minute to book everything so that you wouldn’t have the time to figure it out.”

“Risky,” you noted, tipping your glass towards him.

“Very,” he agreed. “But someone’s got to be the romantic one here.”

You laughed and swatted his arm playfully. “I’m romantic!”

“Yeah, you’re not too bad,” he smirked. “Is the menu okay?”

“It’s more than okay,” you assured. “This is the fanciest meal I’ve ever eaten, I think.”

“Don’t ask me to pronounce anything because I’m just going to fuck it up,” he said, making you laugh again. “There’s wine in the fridge if you want some.”

“No,” you shook your head. “You’re sober, I’m sober.”

“Because you know I don’t like to fuck you when you’re drunk and I’m not?”

“That and I’m a very supportive partner,” you said, watching as he laughed and shook his head. “But mostly just making sure I get lucky tonight.”

“God,” he shook his head and leaned closer to you. “I am head over heels for you and it’s sickening.”

“It is, isn’t it?”

After the most delicious four course meal you’d ever had in your life—not that you had many to compare it to—Javi sent the chef home, assuring that he’d rather clean up himself, though you knew the real reason for the early send-off.

The front door had barely been shut and locked before Javi was seeking you out, finding you stripping out of your t-shirt and jeans in the en-suite of his bedroom.

“Baby,” he called, low and needy as he strided over to you, his hands finding your hips as you stood in front of the sink in just your underwear and sports bra. His lips found your neck as he yanked you back against his body, the hard and thick outline of his arousal pressing into you. “I need you.”

You turned in his hold and his lips found yours instantly, his arms wrapping around your waist to hold you tight and close to his frame as if he needed your warmth to survive.

“Can your shower wait, baby?” he purred against your pulse as his kisses trailed lower.

“Yes,” you moaned, breathy and needy from the spell he cast on you.

As though you were a rag doll, Javi practically yanked you out of the bathroom before tossing you onto the bed, his eyes dark and blown with lust as he watched you peel off your bra before doing the same to your panties. He popped the buttons on his shirt rather than wasting time undoing them properly, the sight of him so desperate for you making your walls clench in anticipation.

“Show me,” he commanded, flickering his eyes to your closed thighs as he worked on getting his belt and jeans undone. “Want to see you, baby.”

You bit your lip and obeyed his command, slowly spreading your thighs apart to show him the sheen of arousal coating your cunt at the sheer sight of him stripping down.

“Jesus,” he groaned, peeling his jeans and briefs off in one go before pumping his cock with his fist. “Touch yourself, baby.”

You obliged once again, reaching your hand down to stroke circles against your clit while he stroked himself to the sight.

“Tell me what you want,” he ordered. “Tell me how you need me.”

“I want your tongue, Javi,” you purred, your voice more bashful than it should have been given the position you were in.

“Taste yourself,” he commanded, seemingly satisfied, for the time being at least, with just watching. “Stick your fingers inside—“ You pulled a groan out of him at the squelch of your fingers sliding inside of your cunt. “Fuck. Now taste yourself. Tell me how good it is.”

“I taste so good, Javi,” you moaned, making a show out of sucking your fingers clean. “So sweet.”

Your words seemed to make his patience snap because in the matter of a second, he was climbing onto the bed and resting his head between your legs.

“My favorite fucking meal,” he mumbled, his eyes glued to your cunt as it throbbed from the fan of his breath against it.

“Javi,” you begged, airy and breathless. He silenced your neediness with a long, broad stripe up your seam, gathering your slick on his tongue just to work it over your clit in circles. “Fuck, baby. You’re so good at this.”

“You make it easy,” he said, kissing your clit before giving it a sucke. “Taste so fucking sweet.”

“I want to cum on your dick,” you managed between pants and soft, whiny moans, your fingers gripping his hair. Javi’s eyes lifted to yours as he slid a finger inside of you, his mouth leaving your cunt.

“Yeah, baby? That’s what you want?” he asked, teasing you with a smirk. You nodded eagerly, your brows furrowed as his finger targeted that devastating spot inside of you that made you forget about everything except for him and how good he made you feel. “Beg me for it.”

“Javi,” you whined, rolling your head against the mattress as he worked you closer and closer to the release that you were trying to hold back. “Please, baby. Please fill me up. I want to feel you stretch me before I—“

“Fuck,” he growled, pulling his fingers from you as he sat back and positioned his weeping cock at your entrance. “S’gonna be rough, baby,” he warned. “Need you too bad.”

“I want it rough,” you assured, clawing at his forearms as they pressed your thighs up towards your chest. “Go on, Javi baby. Stretch me out like only you can.”

“Shit, you get me so fuckin—“ He hissed as he fisted his cock and fed it into you, seemingly unable to control himself. “Fuck.”

His first thrust was brutal, but you found yourself smiling at the relief of feeling that indescribable stretch of him, eager for more of what he had to give you.

“I love it when—“ You were cut off by a snap of his hips into yours, forcing your eyes to roll back in your head. “Shit. Love it when you want me this bad.”

“I always want you this bad,” he whispered, leaning over your body to nip at your jaw. “Always want to spread you open and—shit—and feel you cum on me. It’s my favorite fucking thing in the world, baby.”

“Javi, please,” you cried, wrapping your arms around the breadth of his shoulders just to keep him close. “Right fucking there. Don’t stop, please, please—“

“Shh,” he cooed, soothing you with a press of his lips against the curve of your jaw. “I’m not gonna stop, bebita. Gonna fuck you through it, I promise.”

“I’m so—“

“I know,” he nodded, kissing your neck this time. “I can feel it. Gripping me so tight I can hardly move. Go on, baby. Cum on it.”

Your arms squeezed him like a vice as you came for him, blinding stars dancing in your vision as your eyes clamped shut, a moan ripping from your chest so loud Javi was sure the neighbors could hear it.

“That’s it,” he hummed, feeling that tingle in the base of his spine. “Gonna fill you up just like you wanted, baby.”

“Please,” you whimpered, still half-lost in your bliss. “Please, Javi.”

“Fuck,” he moaned, high pitched and sinfully needy, as he buried his face in the nook of your neck, his hips pumping once, twice, and then he was spilling into you. His hands trembled as they left your thighs in order to prop himself up a bit, his eyes finding yours as he tried to catch his breath. “Fuck, that was good.”

“I’d say so,” you smiled, combing your fingers through his messed up hair.

Down the hall, you heard whining and scratching, your eyes narrowing as you tried to work out the sound before—

“Fuck,” he slipped out of you all too quickly and rushed to open the bedroom door for your golden retriever. “Sorry, Macca. Forgot you were here, bud.”

“How dare you?” you teased your boyfriend as McCartney strode past him while giving him a side-eye. “You hurt my son’s feelings! Look at him, he’s so offended.”

“Eh,” Javi tilted his head to the side in consideration as he walked over to the edge of the bed, leaning over you so that he could give you a couple playful kisses. “I’d say it was worth it.”

“Shower time?”

“Come on,” he helped lift you onto your weak and shaking legs. “You can stand, right?”

“What an ego you have, my love.”

“You like my ego,” he smirked. “Liked it so much I think the neighbors might have called the cops.”

“Oh, I love you, my egomaniac,” you cooed.

“I love you more, Lucky.”

[wetsnifflesneeze]

Something extremely embarrassing that happened

i am deeply embarrassed guys but i feel it is time to overshare 😭 unfortunately all these obs revolve around me 😭

this literally happened over a year ago but i have been too ashamed to talk about it 😭😭

so it was springtime and i was visiting a friend, staying at her and her partner’s place for a week. about mid way through the flight my nose started running a bit and i convinced myself it was just a reaction to the airplane air… so my nose is running and it doesn’t stop so eventually i have to get some toilet paper from the bathroom and then the rest of the flight it's manageable i just keep dabbing my nose with the toilet paper every so often

we meet at the airport and the car journey to her place is fine, then as soon as i get into her house i get sniffly again almost immediately. she fucking loves her air conditioning and making her house cold so again i'm like okay maybe it's this air. which wasn't ideal for me but i'm not the kind of person to tell someone what temperature they should keep their house at

the day after i got there she was stuffy and sneezy and said it was allergies, which i believed, she was only stuffy and sneezy and surely i couldn’t have gotten her sick in only 8 hours haha. and well after she took her allergy meds she did get better.

she was in my room one morning and was like “you have a roll of toilet paper in here” and i said yeah my nose has been running a lot 💀

i tried my HARDEST not to sneeze while around other people. i mean i'm comfortable when it's just me and her but her partner and another one of her friends were also there most of the time

it was my second day there that was the worst i was so sniffly i didn’t have any tissues on me and we were mid convo and my nose just started dripping to my upper lip in front of people (embarrassing, yes, this is over sharing. i could have left this part out). sooo many trips to the bathroom to blow my nose that day (i’m shy)

the same day as that we were all hanging out in the living room and i said something at one point and not one person understood it lmao i was that congested. i did feel a little bit bad that night I’ll be honest but just from being so congested and the general embarrassment

also that whole week her partner and i kept sharing beers and even food (their idea not mine) so i guess i didn't give off the i'm sick you don't want to drink from my glass vibes or maybe they're just really chill about it??

we were in the pool and i was holding back the urge to sneeze for like two fucking hours. it was just the two of us but idk the idea of sneezing while i was in the water felt gross and i was like wtf will i do if it's messy so yeah i just somehow managed not to sneeze but i had such a i'm going to sneeze at any moment face

it wasn’t that bad the whole time but those first couple days were uncomfortable for me to say the least i’m just not comfortable being like that around people. i guess i had a mild cold, as far as i know i didn’t get anyone sick so that’s good.

[lewisvinga]

There was massive discourse yesterday because a guy had entered all of the f1 x reader tags bacalao demanding that woman write for m!readers and basically guilt tripping at the end. It asked asks then said it male men fell short when no one writes for them. Then, a few seconds later, he answered one of his ask and said he’s not comfortable with writing for anyone except for men and ftm which is fine. Everyone has their preference.

But we got everyone upset is the fact that he’s saying that it’s not fair that women are only writing for women when men in the fanfiction community barely get representation. And then he turns around and says he’s not comfortable writing for women. Can you see the hypocrisy?

And then, a few hours later, he decided to address women as “females” and one of his ask that he also put in all of the F1 X reader tags. And said that “females act like they’re the only ones in the world and act, like only females, read fanfiction”

First of all, referring to women, as females is kind of gross. Even if that’s what they are, it’s gross, referring to people as males and females. I don’t know why, but it feels so gross.

Second of all, someone, another m!reader writer, came out of the woodwork saying that everyone was being dramatic and he wasn’t being misogynistic or asking anyone to write for m!readers. He said that they were just complaining, and everybody in the comments decided to go tell them to write it themselves.

Everyone in the comments was telling them that women might not feel comfortable writing for anyone outside of their gender and if they really want something then they have to write it themselves because they aren’t gonna get it by complaining

Bro, it was a whole entire thing. And then the one who decided to jump in all of us sudden said that it wasn’t that serious, but he and the other guy were the ones who made it so serious 😭

I’m pretty sure all the stuff is still there if you really wanna see it. You’re probably gonna have to scroll for a bit in the tags now, but the ones I recommend using is f1 smau, I think. That or f1 x reader.

No one was being rude, everyone was just trying to tell them that, just like he doesn’t like writing for women, some women don’t like writing for men. We were also trying to tell them that when women tend to write for men, men come into their ask, and Berate them for doing so, so they want to refrain from doing that so they won’t get hate sent their way

It was a whole thing and honestly so entitled of the m!readers. Here’s the thing, you’re allowed to be upset that there’s a lack of stuff representing you and your community, but to come into the tag, where people want to write and say, “I request for some people to write for m!reader because it’s not fair, we don’t get enough representation and I can’t do it myself because I don’t want to, and I’m not good at writing”

Let me just tell you, that man has written before, and seemed absolutely fine with it. He also had the goal to say that men don’t get Much representation on social media at all. Especially the fanfiction community. Which is blatantly wrong. There is a huge community of people just for male readers on this app. On Wattpad. On archive of our own. I just don’t think he wants to look for it, or be a part of it.

The person that randomly said that he meant that he’s just sick of seeing people right for male reader, and then women come and say, “can we get that but in Female reader” that’s exactly what they’re doing to us.

I just wanted to catch you up on the all the drama if you didn’t know. It’s over now, I think. But it was wild. His post reeked of entitlement, so people rightfully called him out for it, and then somebody act like we were attacking him is basically the td;or

omg i saw that and felt SO MANY THINGS ABT IT🙃🙃

like i kinda understand where he’s coming from😕, like sometimes i wish there was more latina rep on this app, but yall don’t see me putting the blame on non latino writers ???? i write that stuff myself and don’t guilt trip others 💀

and women aren’t entitled to write for male readers just because they’re underrepresented. just like non latinos don’t have to write for latina reader etc etc.

i know that i, as a woman, don’t feel comfortable at all writing for male reader because guess what? i’m simply not a man! i don’t feel comfortable writing for male/masculine aligning reader ( but that’s just me, perhaps other women are fine w it 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️)

but it’s very hypocritical to come at women for not writing for male reader just to turn around and say you don’t feel comfortable writing for fem reader when the same applies to a lot of female writers like myself 😕😕

i already write all my fics for free because i like to write and this app lets me have a way to let my creativity go. i’m not going to spend my free time writing something i don’t feel comfortable with. 😕😕😕

i understand they’re frustrated but they can’t put the blame on other female writers, esp if they criticize the ones that do write male readers 🤷‍♀️

but so many of us are doing this for free and we’re doing it for fun, and it’s fanfiction! of course we’re gonna write about what we relate to the most! 😩 and sometimes you just have to take matters into your own hands if you wanna see more representation, 🙁 like how i’ll write latina reader bc simply i want more latina rep and i don’t mind taking matters into my own hands !

( also, men referring to women as ‘females’ is SO icky. yeah it’s the scientific name or whatvr but whenever i see a man use the term ‘females’ it’s always followed by something misogynistic so it just always feels icky and gross )

[toxycodone]

My favorite Weezer album (also objectively the worst, DO NOT FUCKING LISTEN TO IT PLEASE /srs I will bite you with malicious intent) is the Pinkerton Album, it's misogynistic and pathetic and fetishistic, rivers cuomo made the rawest sounding incel music ever. The whole album is just rivers screaming and pouting about how horrible his life is because women don't love him, my favorite song by the foxing is also rory if that makes it any worse for you LMFAO

my top 3 Pinkerton songs are "I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dreams", "Butterfly - Alternate Take", and a tie between "El Scorcho" and "Pink Triangle" because pink triangle is so funny to me, rivers is complaining about the girl he liked being a lesbian, get cucked loser. If u decide to listen to the album, only listen to IJTOTLOMD (acronym for the first song I mentioned, I'm not writing that shit out) and Pink Triangle, they are the least egregious out of the entire album, and IJTOTLOMD doesnt even have rivers singing ITS THE BEST SONG WITHOUT THE ACTUAL LEAD SINGER in it this shows you how bad Weezer is, I'm old Weezer's biggest fan and number one hater I will always make fun of weezer

ALSO OMG THANK U ?? u got me smiling and shit. lol I don't want to get into it but my last partner (online dating) pressured me into being xir dominant and guilt tripped me into doing sexual things for xem ... it just was a bad experience overall. And then bro had the gall to break up with me on my birthday after we were together for over a year and showed me xir new boyfriend the day after like...It was fucked. But I'm better now!! And Im not using the word loser in a demeaning way for myself, I'm like, Hmmm... I have that pathetic sopping wet dog rizz yk? Pathetic Loser ™ is my base state of being, my younger siblings bully me about it but its all in good fun I love them lol. (One of them admitted that I was actually cool so heeheehee)

But thank you I feel special, you have a grown man doing this -> ☺️👉🏼👈🏼 and kicking his feet and shit. I'll give you a little kiss on the cheek as a token of my thanks. Mwah 💋

- the same anon who is still scared of admitting who he is lol

okay you know those guys that like. Seethe because terrible men give bad bitches trust issues??? That’s me rn.

anon you have no fucking idea how mad this makes me 😭 like?? Be so so so fucking fr. YALL HAVE TO STOP FUMBLING BADDIES. GIVE THEM TO PEOPLE WHO DESERVE THEM (ME!!! I WILL CHERISH THEM!!!)

okay as someone who also got burned by online dating (long ass story. which I won’t tell unless asked). I’m genuinely so sorry that happened to you. People online can be such a fucking hit or miss (usually a miss). But your ex’s behavior makes me think your ex is jealous LOOOOL. No one flexes anything if they’re truly happy and content—trust.

I’m still doing this to your ex tho bc I’m petty.

AND YESSS YOU GET IT. Like. When I say loser I don’t mean that in a bad way. Like, more in a colloquial sense. Because really I like nerdy guys bc they’re people who are open and proud of their interests even tho they may seem weird. And they’re just honest about who they are and their abilities. It’s actually really brave. And I love that about them. So. Yeah.

ty for the cheek kiss tho hehe I am glad I was able to make u feel good.

[rosenallies]

Dammit, I was writing this thinking it wasn’t going to be that long and then it got progressively longer 😣 I guess this sort of a prompt, because I got the idea off a prompt list. Don’t remember which list but it was like “You’re just realizing I have a crush on you?” Anyway here’s my OTP stargazing (you’ll get your smut soon enough 😂) FYI in my mind they’ve been dating for about 8 months at this point

Natalie is such an outdoor girlie 🤪 she loves learning about different plants and insects and then trying to find those the next time she goes on camping trip. Jane is no where near as into that aspect as Nat, but they too love the great outdoors. They’re a little nature couple 🥺 that also really enjoys being indoors due to things like ac and the internet. When Nat first gets back from New York, where she obviously didn’t have a ton of access to nature, she goes camping like once a month for a full year. Now, coming up on 3 years post Columbia, she brought that down to once every few months. But Jane, who is always so attentive and can tell when Nat needs it, will suggest an impromptu hike or in this case stargazing. Their stargazing spot is only an hours drive from their apartment(I don’t know Vancouvers geography and I’m not looking it up lmao, we’re going to go with just some miscellaneous big hill). When they get there, Nat is chatting about work when she finally gets a good look over at Jane. She thinks she knows her partner pretty well seeing as they grew up together and all that lol so she can immediately tell that they are extremely tired. They’d been dealing with several new additions to the museum causing them to stay late everyday (as someone who for a very short period of time wanted to be a curator, and talked to one who worked at a museum in Philly, staying late for them can mean 3am😭) but they did it anyway since they knew Nat needed this. Her dads most recent fall, which left him with a broken wrist, was still causing her extreme anxiety weeks later. They convinced her to go out with them and ofc Synth helped, otherwise Natalie would have gone straight back to her parents house after work like she’d been doing for weeks. They finally get to the spot, set up their blanket and just look up at the sky. Jane brought their telescope, which was a pretty expensive gift from one of their friends, but they just decided to lay next to each other instead. After a few minutes of Nat just pointing out the stars she thinks she can see and Jane trying not to doze off, Nat turns over and says she loves them and that she realizing she was in love with them broke her heart because she never thought they’d love her in that way. Sharing what’s on their minds is something that Nat’s parents taught both of them so they could have healthy communication 😭 Jane kind of scoffs and is like that’d never happen.

(A little poorly written dialogue to make this earlier to write and understand 🫣)

Natalie: “What wouldn’t?”

Jane: “That I wouldn’t love you. In any way. Because I’ve loved you in every way, more than humanly possible since we were kids.”

Nat is a gaping like a fish at this point: “But you never showed interest in me in that way. Not until I embarrassed myself by sobbing in the rain about you not wanting me.”

Jane laughs, lovingly, in her face: “Are you telling me you’re just now realizing that I’ve always been in love with you?”

Cue the Nat waterworks. Jane just coos and giggles at her reaction while pulling Nat to lay on their chest. To them, Nat is perfect and as far as they could tell she’s the only person on the planet that they could love in that way.

Stop this is so cute I feel like I should just hand this au over to u 😭😭 ur doing it more justice than me

[thelittleboyfromloveactually]

The stewardess

Pt.6

Word count: 1432

Warnings: cussing, angst

Prompt: chris breaks your heart and you have to continue your life without him

Authors note: this is a shorter chapter but i wanted to draw it out. The next chapter will be the last 😭

It’s funny how quickly something so amazing can turn into the worst regret of your life. With those few words my heart shattered. My heart was broken by someone I had known for barely a week! It’s pathetic. The sounds around me seemed blurred.

“Y/n…….y/n? Y/N!” Chris yelled

I snapped back into the moment. The horrible, dreadful moment. “Yeah?”

“Do you have anything to say?” He looked into my eyes.

I looked at my feet, took a deep breath and then looked directly at him. “Yes. Fuck. You.” I turned around and walked away

“Y/n…y/n! Come on! No please just listen to me! I can explain everything” he called to me

I stopped and turned to face him “what she’s just some chick? Oh wait no I forgot that’s actually me” I laughed

“Y/n please just hear me out, please just listen to me”

“No you listen! I have had one of the best weeks of my life with you! And for what?! To be just some desperate chick who you decided to fuck out of boredom?! That’s bull shit chris! Bull shit!!! I am done! I don’t give fuck about what you have to say because I hate you! I hate you and I hate myself for falling so naively In love with you! But I’m not gonna let you hurt me like this! No, I’m not gonna be another conquest of some cocky celebrity! I suggest you tell Sam the truth, because maybe I was just some chick but you sure as hell cheated on her and she deserves to know that her BOYFRIEND is a lying son of a bitch!” I paused to take a breath “so fuck you chris!”

He looked at me, speechless. I left. I walked off the boat and into town. I wasn’t gonna deal with this. I walked along the harbor holding back my tears. There was no way he was gonna hurt me like this. I wasn’t gonna let this get to me.

The sun was beginning to set by the time I got back to the yacht. I walked slowly up the dock. When I got back RDJ and Anthony were sitting on the couch.

“Oh hey y/n! Where have you been?” Asked Anthony

“Oh i just needed some air” i smiled

“All day?” Asked RDJ

“Ik I’m” I sighed “I’m so sorry”

“Don’t worry bout it Y/N! You deserve this vacation as much as we do!” Said RDJ

“Thanks, I’ll get dinner started” I smiled and walked away

“Oh wait Y/N! It’s only the two of us tonight” said RDJ

I turned to face him “only you and Anthony?”

“Yeah, Chris had to leave, something about his girlfriend needing him for something. Oh shit also don’t tell anyone about that, they are on the DL. Uh he also left this for you” he walked over to me and handed me an envelope “he said he was sorry he had to leave”

I nodded “thank you, I’ll um, thanks” I smiled and walked into the kitchen. Of course there waiting for me was collin.

“I hate to say I told you so” he said

“Fuck off”

“Y/n I’m sorry” he began walking toward me

“Shut up collin. You don’t give a damn fuck about me.”

“Yes I do y/n! That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!”

“I don’t wanna hear it! I don’t care! Please just…just leave me alone”

He sighed “ok” he walked away

I began cooking hoping to take my mind off of this. Off of him.

I stared at it. The letter with my name on it. The letter he had written me before he left. Fuck I wanted to open it. I wanted to open it but I also didn’t care. He hurt me. There was no going back. Jesus, fine. I grabbed the letter and opened it. Why did he have good handwriting though?

Dear Y/N,

This past week I’ve fallen in love with you. I understand you are angry. I know I would be too. But I promise you that you aren’t some chick. I love you and I want you to know the truth. Samantha and I have been dating for 3 months now. The reason why RDJ invited me on this trip was because Sam and I were having a really hard time. Fighting every night. It was toxic. It is toxic. He invited me so I could get away and think. I didn’t expect to meet such an amazing, beautiful and fun person while I was away. But I did, and I couldn’t be more grateful for the time I spent with you. I wish you would forgive me but I understand if you don’t. I love you Y/N Y/L/N. Thank you for every amazing moment.

Much love,

Chris

This motherfucker. I hated myself at this moment because I wanted to forgive him. I wanted to see him again. I read the letter again and again. After I came to terms with the fact that he didn’t stay here to fight for me. Even if he did love me, he went back to her. I walked into his room. The bed had not yet been stripped. The sheets still looked as they did when we left this morning. I climbed on to the bed, i rapped myself up in the Egyptian sheets that smelled like him, and cried.

6 weeks later I turned in my resignation.

4 years later…

“Hi how can I help you?” I asked the old lady that stood in front of me.

“Hi! I was wondering if I could have one of you famous lemon tarts please?” She asked sweetly

“Yes of course! Anything else?”

“That will be all thank you” she smiled

“Alright I’ll go grab that for you”

I walked over to the glass case and pulled out one of the lemon tarts.

“Jesus it’s busy today” said my favorite employee Chanel

“Just another summer day in paris” i smiled and walked back to the register

“Here you are, you’re all set!”

“Thanks sweetheart” she said kindly

I smiled. It has been 4 years now since I quit working for RDJ. 3 since I opened le route cafe. 2 ½ since we became one of the most popular cafes in paris. I still talk to RDJ. He actually helped me find this place and get started. After I turned in my resignation I flew to Paris and got a job at another cafe. I worked there for about 7 months and then had to leave to do some…..technical difficulties. Much to my surprise the week before I quit working the yacht, I couldn’t seem to keep any food down. Little did I know that I was not only pregnant, but pregnant with the child of the man who broke my heart. I of course eventually confronted RDJ about what happened. He helped me find a job at the cafe and then once I left to raise Francesca he helped me find a suitable home and start up my own cafe. I think he kinda blamed himself for what happened. I of course blamed no one but myself. Now I was rushing around my own restaurant, laughing and enjoying every moment of life. Francesca was 3 years old now. I had to hire a nanny, alice. She takes care of Francesca while I am working. It was about time for her to be back. Speak of the devil

“Maman!” She yelled as she ran behind the counter to come and hug me.

“Hello darling!” I squatted down to give her a hug “how was your day?”

“Good” she smiled and then hugged me again

“How about you help me with cupcake tasting?” I asked her

She nodded excitedly. I went to grab one of the raspberry cupcakes we had made.

“Here you are” I handed it to her

“Merci!” She smiled

“Hey y/n” Chanel tapped me on the shoulder “there is a huge crowd outside, there’s like paparazzi”

I stood up to look out. I couldn’t see what was happening but one of my waitresses came in. "Que se passe-t-il là-bas?” What’s going on out there I asked

“il y a une célébrité, je pense que c'est un super-héros” there’s a celebrity, I think he is a super hero, she responded. Probably RDJ coming to check in on me.

“I think it’s just RDJ,” I told Chanel. Right as I spoke those words, Chris Evans walked in the door.

Pt. 7

[perles-infinite-fictional-love]

Milk Cookie x reader (part 9)

Content: Fluff, adventure, gender neutral reader, SFW.

Plot: You've been turned into a cookie by a witch. Milk Cookie doesn't know that you're human, but he's still trying to help you get back home! In this episode, you fight a dragon even though you have no experience fighting whatsoever.

Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/304676013-milk-cookie-x-reader-by-my-side

(Buckle up, this is gonna be a long one. I'm still going through my finals BTW. I still write, but I might stop posting if my assignments don’t chill out in the next weeks. WHICH really annoys me because I was finally getting to the part of the story I’ve been SO excited for. I had so many ideas I was excited about for the next chapters 😭 I hate finals so much.)

<Part 8  Part 10>

"Y/N~... Y/N~..." Milk Cookie's voice gently pulled me out of my sleep.

"Huh..." I said, refusing to open my eyes.

"Look what I found~..." I heard him move something closer to me, and managed to catch the hot scent of... cocoa?

My eyes shot open so I could look at what the bowl of steaming chocolate milk he was holding. "What-... Where did you get that??..."

He was smiling excitedly. "I was taking a morning walk- everyone else is still asleep... I don't know why. I did tell Purple Yam Cookie to rest sooner... But anyway, I stumbled upon a formation of chocolate lava cakes! Some of them had their molten chocolate flowing out! So naturally, I picked a few marshmallows growing on sticks nearby and made breakfast."

"Oh... cool!..." I felt so hungry looking at it... Didn't eat much yesterday, the food was just.. so spicy.

"This is your bowl." He specified with an amused smile.

"Oh!! Oh thank you!!" Hot cocoa in a blazing weather didn't hit the same as drinking cocoa in the cold, but hey, cocoa is cocoa!

"Be careful though! it's very hot!"

"I'm fine! I've got this!...~" I carefully held the bowl, and slowly blew on my lava-infused breakfast.

"Ah..." He smiled a bit, looking at me fondly. "...How are you feeling for today's journey?"

"..." I took a moment to ask myself the same question... "...Actually... I feel surprisingly okay about it!... Even a little bit excited!..."

He beamed with one of his happiest-looking smiles yet. "Oh, that's so great to hear!... I have to say, It brings me much joy that you're enjoying our journey together, Y/N." He ended that sentence with a blush.

I stared at him with a smile, definitely blushing back. "...Well I'm... really  happy you like it! I mean- that you like me enjoying you-- uh-... your... companionship...?"

He chuckled with amusement. "Indeed I do!..." He hesitated a little bit. "...I love traveling with someone who enjoys my stories!... Purple Yam Cookie is a good friend, but... sometimes I feel like my stories bother him a little bit..." He sighed, frowning a little for a moment, then stood up. "Anyway. Drink up! I'll wake up the others." He gave me a smile to end the conversation and left.

"...Your stories are great!..." I managed to blurt out just as he exited, but I'm sure he heard... I smiled and took a good sip of hot cocoa... it was still burning a little bit, but that was okay... This stuff was like coffee, the hotter it is, the more alive it makes you feel inside.

~~~

The trip was painful! What a surprise. The heat and climbing of out previous adventure, tripled. Milk Cookie was eventually carrying me over his shoulder, and surprisingly, I didn't even feel that guilty about it anymore. After all, he didn't sound tired, he still acted as optimistic as ever... Maybe my companion was actually strong enough to help me without inconveniencing himself... I was just grateful I could take a break.

But finally, we found it. Or at least we knew it had to be 'it'.

Giant gates of stone, decorated with the carving of a dragon spreading its wings and a ruby crowned by emeralds in the center, resembling the frame of the stone gates themselves, which was red and surrounded by flame-like green leaves... It felt surreal that the only greenery in all of the Dragon's Valley was on top of... a volcano.

Mala Sauce Cookie laughed with excitement, as Milk Cookie chuckled and set me down to pat my back.

"We made it, Y/N!" He was beaming with excitement. "It has to be it!"

"Yeah!... I think so too!..." I stared at the door with admiration. The surrealism of it all... The way it looked ancient, yet well-kept and colorful. Maybe it was because of the journey we had to go through to look at it, but it looked really cool.

"How do you feel?" Milk Cookie asked me eagerly.

"Huh?? Ah... Well, it was pretty rough, but... It's still kind of exciting!!..." I said with a guilty grin. "Uh, as long as I didn't give you any back pain!!"

He laughed in absolute delight. "Oh, not at all! Don't worry about me! You're very light, actually!" He said with a bright smile. I guess everything must feel light to him...

As we were talking though, Mala Sauce was already pushing the doors open to rush inside, shortly followed by Purple Yam Cookie.

We glanced at each other and quickly followed, as we entered the circle of volcanic stones floating in the middle of the volcano. Very reminiscent of an arena for a boss battle... And the heat. I think I would have been dead from a heat stroke if I were human at that moment. Thankfully, I guess cookies could endure heat better than humans, being born from ovens and all...

We looked around at the empty ground like a bunch of lost kids for a moment.

"WHERE'S THAT DRAGON!?" Purple Yam Cookie finally roared.

Mala Sauce Cookie was starting to look worried... but a shadow fell from the sky and crashed before us in a cloud of smoke.

Before the smoke even faded, two red glowing eyes opened to stare at us avidly. "Hhhhaaaaahhhhhh...." A  voice hissed. "I knew I sssmelled.... Cookiesss..."

The smoke started to clear up, we could finally make out a... cookie. A cookie with dragon-like wings, fangs, a tail... covered in red-greenish scale-like leaves. White hair-like cream floated behind him, full of tiny black... seeds...? Ohh. A pitaya fruit. Of course...

I was a little bit disappointed, yet a little bit relieved.

"But whyy... do I also sssmell..." He took a long sniff... "A huumaann......"

I felt a shiver go down my spine, anxiety skyrocketing.

"Oh, my friend Y/N probably has a bit of a scent because they spend a lot of time around humans!" Milk Cookie said with a smile.

"....Hhrrrrr......." The dragon squinted a little.

"Dragon!" Mala Sauce Cookie finally spoke. "Is it really you!? The red dragon of legends!?"

"Mmmmm~..." He dragon grinned. "Yessss~ it is I~... Pitaya Dragon~ Basssk in my glory, cookiesss~..."

"Okay listen," Mala Sauce Cookie continued. "I'm here on behalf of my Tribe! Something strange is happening in the Dragon's Valley, and I know your powers can help-"

"Ahhhh... You ssseek a favor from me...."

"Well... yeah."

"Defeat me in battle!! and I will grant you your wishh!" He demanded, eyes glowing with excitement.

"Wh-what!?"

"It hasss been long sssince I've had a good battle... The lassst cookie that gave me a proper challenge wasss a real blassst!~... I remember hisss scent of chocolate..."

Milk Cookie gasped loudly. His mouth was as round as his eyes. "Dark Choco Cookie...! Dark Choco Cookie!! I knew He came through here!!" He was to the moon, the sugar of his eyes glittering with awe.

"Dark Choco Cookie defeated that dragon??" Purple Yam Cookie said. "...If he could do it, THEN I CAN!!" He roared, clenching his mace with a wide grin. "YOUR FLAMES ARE NOTHING TO ME!"

The dragon smiled widely with excitement at Purple Yam Cookie's reaction, and readied his sword. "Isss that ssso~...?"

"So we're really doing this, then... Are you all with me??" Mala Sauce Cookie said, turning to Milk Cookie and me.

"All the way!" Milk Cookie said confidently. "You have my shield!"

I just. stood there. Now regretting that I tagged along.

But there was no time for regret! Milk Cookie grabbed my hand and pulled me into the battle field!

"Ah- AHH! WAIT! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FIGHT!" I panicked, but I wasn't able to make him stop.

"You don't have to, but I'm afraid you must stay close behind me for me to guarantee your safety!" Milk Cookie replied.

This crazy guy charged at the dragon to block his sword with his shield. I was right there, awkwardly holding Milk Cookie's hand on the safe side of the shield, and I could hear the dragon's snarled breathing like it was right next to my ear...

The dragon distracted, Purple Yam and Mala Sauce Cookie were able to land direct hits on the dragon, causing it to roar and leave Milk Cookie to chase after his attackers.

"Milk Cookie, that's insane! You can't fight AND hold my hand!!"

"...Y/N, You trust me, don't you?"

".... Yes. But..."

"You'll be okay as long as you're close, I promise. Nothing comes through this shield...!"

"..." I stared at him, until the distant sound of metal clashing pushed me to choose quickly. "...Okay."

Just as the dragon opened his mouth wide, filling up with bright green flames, Purple Yam and Mala Sauce Cookie jumped behind us as Milk Cookie raised his shield and summoned his winged screen of light. A huge blast of flames flattened against the shield, but nothing came through, not even a bit of heat.

As soon as the flames died out, Purple Yam and Mala Sauce Cookie unleashed hell upon a surprised dragon.

Thank God we already had two reckless fighters in the team... Milk Cookie and I chased the action to block or tackle the dragon when it was needed. With Purple Yam and Mala Sauce Cookie throwing endless punches, the dragon never focused on us for too long.

Suddenly, as the dragon was starting to pant from his efforts, he burst out laughing and sank his sword into the ground. "Enough!... Count me sssatissfied, for now~... Come clossser, cookie of the Mala Tribe..."

My friends slowly lowered their weapons, hesitantly, as Mala Sauce approached the dragon. But as soon as he handed her what appeared to be a fresh scale from his own armor, we finally relaxed.

Milk Cookie took the opportunity to check on me. "...Unharmed!" He said with a smile. "See? Just like I told you!..."

My heart was trying to thump out of my chest from all the adrenalin and running, on top of all the heat and the climbing we did to come here. I felt lightheaded... "Hhh... Uh-huh... Yeah..." I replied, crouching over to pant and wheeze.

"Oh? Are you okay? Do you need some milk, Y/N?" Milk Cookie asked, blinking with a worried frown.

As Milk Cookie patted my back, the Pitaya Dragon Cookie spread his wings and flew away... Mala Sauce Cookie joined us with a serious, thoughtful expression.

"Why the long face?? Didn't we WIN??" Purple Yam Cookie asked.

"Yeah but... the dragon said this scale will only work for a while... He says that something weird is going on... 'unnatural collapse' he says... and that the Valley will continue to cool down..."

Milk Cookie frowned. "Oh... Mala Sauce Cookie... I'm really sorry..."

"...But then he said other dragons might have a better solution!"

"MORE DRAGONS!!?" Purple Yam Cookie said, then stared at Milk Cookie. "...Milk Cookie, I SWEAR, if you say what I think you'll say..." He growled through his teeth.

Milk Cookie stared back at him. Obliviously. "....We have to help her find the dragons, Purple Yam Cookie!"

"GAHH! THAT’S IT! ENOUGH!... You can’t keep helping EVERY SINGLE cookie we COME across, Milk Cookie!! IT NEVER ENDS!... We have our OWN QUEST, TO DEAL WITH!!” He growled, and walked away. “I'M LEAVING! I CAN FIND DARK CHOCO COOKIE MYSELF!"

"Purple Yam Cookie... wait!-...." Milk Cookie was interrupted as a low rumble came from below...

Purple Yam Cookie froze, tensing up.

The stone platform violently shifted under our feet, causing us all to lose our balance, yet Milk Cookie grabbed my hand by reflex.

“AHh-!!??...”

The lava under the stone lowered deeper into the volcano, taking us down like a rocky whirlpool... Within just a minute, it was already too late for us to climb out.

"...Oh... Celestials... No...!!!" Milk Cookie said, expressing panic for maybe the first time.

Purple Yam Cookie was not moving. He could only stare with wide eyes as lava was surrounding us.

"...The volcano... it's... it’s gonna erupt..!!" Mala Sauce Cookie said, jumping to Purple Yam Cookie's aid, who seemed to be in a state of shock. To be honest, I think I was too.

Milk Cookie pulled me close, holding me tight between him and his shield. “MALA SAUCE COOKIE! HERE, QUICKLY!” He called out as he attempted to join his friends.

I just kept getting into progressively more dangerous situations, huh? This was my life, now. Insane life or death situations... But this one might just be the last. I held tight onto Milk Cookie and closed my eyes, trying not to think about imminent death.

Suddenly, I felt gravity forcing us down against the stone as we were launched upwards... and then everything just faded away, as I drifted into unconsciousness.

[xplrvibes]

I honestly wasn't going to do this. 😭

But, I just...I have thoughts. I can't help myself. So, I wrote another entire ass review of the 3rd installment of this Sam and Colby Season 1.

A couple of quick overall thoughts before I break it down:

I actually do think Sam, Colby and Seth are my favorite combo. Seth is just so chill, and he works really well off of snc. And they feed off his chillness and tone it down to a level that is acceptable for my old ass.

According to things that snc were posting on xplrclub while they were filming these videos, Colby was a bit under the weather (just a cold!) while filming, so if he seems off (tired, acting odd, when he was talking about having chills at the end), I think it can be attributed to his immune system more than anything paranormal (only mentioning this because i saw some youtube comments saying they thought Colby seemed "off").

They finally listened to us and brought a second camera!! This means there's hope for them listening to us about filming videos alone (as in, just snc), and figuring out a way to record what the spirit box is saying during the Estes Method! That's progress.

Remember my disclaimer: Any thoughts, criticisms, or reviews expressed in this post are my own opinions. The definition of opinion is: “A view or judgement formed about something, not necessarily based on fact or knowledge.”

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So, as you all know, I did not like the first two installments of season 1, at all.  I really didn’t have very high hopes for this one either, solely because of how “meh” I was about one and two...but this one surprised me.  I have a few criticisms, but overall- this was far more in line with the content I enjoy from snc.  I have zero complaints or critiques about their editing or filming this time, so I won’t even cover any of that. 

Instead, I’m going to cover the following 4 areas:

1. Storytelling/History

2. Equipment

3. Paranormal

4. Let’s Talk About Energies, Baby!

Let’s start from the Storytelling/History, shall we?

First, I just have to say: after all of the years of them half assedly telling horribly researched and completely untrue stories, they finally actually start getting better at the research and storytelling- and that’s when they decide to start running disclaimers at the bottom of the screen. Respect.

That being said- can I just say that I do not buy the story of this house? This house, and the owner, gives me "we're upside down on our mortgage so we quick made up an urban legend haunting to sell to the masses to make the house profitable" vibes.

And this is coming from someone, btw, who used to go to Centralia, PA on school field trips as a kid. I've seen what coal mine fires can do to towns and homes and lives. Portals to hell are way low on the list of dangers.

Now, this "psychic" business with this Edwin guy- if any of that is true (and again- sounds a bit urban legendy to me), that's more likely the cause for any possible issues in the house than anything else. When people who aren't well equipped to protect themselves play with that kind of fire (pun intended), they get burned.

Also, sidenote- you don't just decide to jump into a career of being a psychic, the way you would decide to jump into a career of being a mechanic. You either are a psychic, or you aren't. That's not a skill you can go to college to learn- it's your body and mind's inherent ability to see/feel/communicate with the paranormal. You can hone that skill in particular ways, you can learn how to protect yourself, or how to better communicate with the other side- but if you don't already have that natural born ability...you aren't just going to be able to just figure it out as you go along. And honestly? Trying to do so is more dangerous than anything else.

Anyway, soap box moment over. Let's talk Equipment.

First of all- I watched this video twice, because I missed a few things on the first watch. Even after the second watch was over, I found myself sitting there going, "Ok, but what was the purpose of their little disco tambourine?" Like, why do they have that and why did it bring it along?

I don't know why they had so much rave gear (light up tambourines, light up rings?) in this episode, but they can just leave that shit for Coachella. None of it served any purpose.  I’m deducting a few points for using shit you could buy at Spencer’s Gifts in 1997 as “equipment” (but adding the points right back on because it reminded me of a time in my youth when we were all at Spencer’s Gifts buying these little glow sticks that you could put in your mouth and we would just walk around with our mouths glowing neon green all day, which explains a lot about why children of the 90s are the way we are now, lol). 

Again- you start to lose me when you start relying on too many pieces of equipment that have no basis in the paranormal, especially when the equipment is being supplied by the house.  Like, the owners of this house are relying on you, the paranormal content creators/visitors, to believe that their house is mega haunted.  The more they can promote that, the more money is coming in.  Who’s to say their equipment isn’t rigged in some way? I would honestly discount- or at the very least, be extremely cautious with- pretty much any piece of equipment supplied to me by the people who own the place I am investigating. 

And as far as equipment in general goes- look, I’m not saying you shouldn’t be using any equipment at all. Use your rem pod and your creepy little music box, fine (bonus: Sam exclaiming: “That’s the creepiest music box ever!  We need that one!” about the music box that was supplied by the owners of the house made me laugh). I actually think the spirit box/Estes session is cool, if a little ambiguous at times. But a talking teddy bear? Disco tambourine? The wacky flashlight tricks? Pretty much anything built by Steve Huff? Eh.

That being said- objectively speaking, that portal box thing was creepy as shit. Do I believe in it? Again...eh. I don't quite get how it works, but them voices were creepy. Why did they all have to be so...sinister sounding?  And why do these spirits always seem to be screaming Colby’s name?

Speaking of the Paranormal...

The seance. Creepy portal box aside, I have to admit that I laughed when the lady who owns the house started invoking random angels (Did she mention Uriel? Is this Supernatural? Who's next- Castiel?) and Colby just pops his head up and stares wide eyed at the camera, and then at her for a second. Like, me too, my dude.

Also, this idea that there's no such thing as coincidences: I mean, coincidences are cool, and fun, and weird sometimes. But sometimes, a penny on the floor is just a penny on the floor, you know?

I have to say that the concept of them (Sam, whoever) potentially being targeted by an entity that has been following them since long before the Sallie House is intriguing to me.  It would explain why they seemingly have more interesting things happen to them in places that aren’t necessarily haunted than most.  They have a long and storied history of fucking with shit that they do not understand/know how to protect themselves against (see: my rant about psychics and playing with fire), so they could have picked something up anywhere along the line.

Hell, Sam is a known skeptic who has brazenly done some fucked up shit during his “3 AM Challenges” for years.  Who the hell knows what is really going on with them.  I never thought it was “Sallie,” and I’m glad they are starting to kind of distance themselves from that thought a bit, as well.

Let’s talk about energies, baby!

Any of you who know me/read my nonsense ramblings, know that I have opinions when it comes to these two and their abilities/energies.  Let me quick break it down for you here (again: opinions. Not fact):

Sam: Sam is a skeptic, and seems to have a mind and walls like a steel trap. He rarely seems to have the same feelings as others (Colby, Kat Seth, etc) when they are in these situations, and I largely think its down to his skepticism and his inability to let his walls down, more than anything else.  This man wants the science and the equipment to explain it all to him, and doesn’t trust the intuitive process as much as he sometimes like to seem he does. I also think his skepticism and his need to experience something for himself before he’ll totally buy into it, is what makes him so open to an attachment.  He won’t safeguard himself as much, and he’ll do just about anything for the views (those 3AM Challenges are not something anyone who believes in this shit would fuck with).  He is the person in the horror movies who jokes about the slasher being around the corner because he doesn’t believe- only for the slasher to pop up behind him and rip his head off.  He is opening himself up to attachments with his demeanor, his skepticism, and his inability to take any precautions against what they are doing.  The more he dabbles in this stuff, and the more attachments he acquires (like Pokeman, gotta catch them all!), the more in-tune he would, in theory, become to what is going on around him.  He just needs to open himself up to it and give up control a little more- something that I think he struggles with. 

Colby: Colby has very big, very intense energy (possibly stemming from being an old soul).  We’ve spoken about this before, but that man is a bug light, and every creature on this earth, living or dead, is a moth that is just drawn to that energy.  That energy can intimidate other entities (living and dead) in different ways- some entities find safety or comfort in that level of energy, some find it off-putting.  It does explain why it seems like so many entities (and living creatures) have such over the top, odd reactions to being in Colby’s presence- its all a reaction to his output of intense energy.  Now, what Colby is giving out in energy, he has to be pulling back in, in some measure.  I think he has the same intuitive ability as Kat and Seth, in a sense- that he can feel the energy changes and shifts in a room, and can draw on it just as much as other entities draw on him.  In short- he is something of a “lightning rod” of energy. It also has to be said, that while he does approach some situations with a modicum of logic, he is a believer in the spiritual world, and does truly believe in his faith and that he has the power of God behind him.  That’s important.  That helps him protect himself, helps keep him cautious and wary of taking things too far (disclaimer: again, from a religious standpoint- I am not advocating for or against any religion.  I think the belief of religion in general can be a very strong safeguard for people).  Between that and his intensity, it’s no wonder entities aren’t lining up to attach themselves to him, but that they are drawn to him.  

Also, as a sidenote: it really is a good thing Sam and Colby found one another.  Their energies really just align in a way that is of benefit to them both.

One of my (many) gripes about the previous episodes, was that I got screwed out of hearing Colby talk more about his feelings on the matter of energies and his intuition. So, you have no idea how happy I was when the subject came up again in this episode- and wasn’t immediately shot down.

First of all- I love how casual this man was about someone telling him that he intimidates ghosts with his sheer presence. “Oh yea, I’ve had a lot of people tell me that.”  HAVE YOU? And why have you been working overtime to gloss over it this entire time??  The only other time I remember this coming up in conversation on camera was when Amanda mentioned that the ghost at Lizzie Borden was “scared” of Colby (which my psychic ladies I watch on youtube attributed to the spirit there being...wait for it...intimidated by Colby’s energy).

Mind you, the last thing I want Colby to do is go full Amanda, or do what Kat and Celina were doing in the last episode and get too far into his own head about it and start taking it too far- but damn, dude. You can lean a little bit farther into this, you know?

It’s just so interesting that there have been multiple instances of ghosts clearly being drawn to Colby (Maddie at the Shanley, his name being repeatedly said multiple times in places like the Conjuring and in this most recent episode, Amanda mentioning that the ghosts at both the Queen Mary and the Hotel Del Coronado “really seemed to love” him, etc); and yet, Sam seems to come away with the attachments. It really does point to Colby having big energy, but far more power in that energy and in his convictions that nothing can harm him, while Sam is the definition of “fuck around and find out” when it comes to playing with the paranormal, and closes himself off to intuition that could save him, while opening himself up to intuition that could get him into trouble.

Its fascinates me!

They need help, lol.  Both of them.  

I would be extremely interested in seeing both of them sit down with a trained psychic who could help them figure out what is going on with them, and how to both protect themselves better (mostly Sam) and use their energy in a way that would be more productive on these paranormal investigations (Colby). Imagine what they could do, if they knew what they were doing?!

Overall, this episode really intrigued me, and I’m glad they followed up the absurd shit sandwich of the first two with something like this, which I feel is far more suited to them.  I’ll give this one a solid 7.5/10.

A couple of quick little random things I enjoyed:

Colby's complete and utter inability to climb steps. Go little rockstar, indeed.

"If this gets 300k likes, Seth is going to the basement by himself." Seth: 😐

I love how excited they were that they finally brought a second camera, and the second camera thing actually worked in their favor. That's what we've been telling you guys! Listen to us more.

Colby just fucking with Sam at the beginning when Sam was saying that the Bellaire House was one of the top 10 most haunted houses...such sibling energy, with these two.

Sam: "We would have a billion views on this video if a ghost solved this rubik's cube in front of our eyes." Honestly, you'd get a billion views on the video if YOU solved the rubik's cube in front of our eyes. That shit is hard!

Anyway, next week looks a bit filler- which is ok! Not everything has to be better than the one that came before- so we'll see if I feel the need to go in depth on that one. But if you ever want to read any of my previous reviews, I use the tag snc video review for them all.

Also, lmk what you thought!

[khaleesiofalicante]

"What is a home if not the first place you learn to run from?" - Chelsea Dingman

Raphael>>>>

The fact that even tho everything that is happening he is still so damn proud of Magnus for sticking up for himself, I😭😭

CAMILLE!!! I HATE YOUUUU!! LEAVE MY BOY ALONE!! God, I would have given all my money to slap her too...

I hate that Robert is right about them not being able to fall apart😭😭

OMFG I LOVE THE BROTP OF JACE AND ALEC!! The way they are there for each other is just🥺🥺 it reminded me of  “I lost her to heartbreak,” Jace says quietly. “But I’ll be damned if I lose Alec to it too.”

"Sometimes people need space. Sometimes love makes it hard to heal. So, you need to be away and just be with yourself.” he is so sexy when he says wise shit like this💙💙

Dont worry Max. He will just bring you the love of your life🥰

Herondale-Fairchild angsty angst is making me emotional😭

*sigh* fucking Herondales and their fucking fancy castles

“Like it’s still waiting for its story,” My boy is a prophet!!!

“Where thou goest,” DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME KFBDKDHDKDJ

“One can hardly grieve someone when all they can remember about them is pain.” I LOVE THIS MAN!!

Istg one day I'm gonna find a way to do necromancy and I wil bring back Albert just so I can kill him🔪🙂

IT'S OK TO SAY YES😭AND HE MADE HIM PANCAKES😭😭😭

Alec in every possible situation: so, ummm, you wanna see pictures of my family? 🥰

Istg David talking and smiling and giggling when he first sees Max is my reason to keep going and I'm not even kidding!!!!! ITS SO PRECIOUS 🥺🥺

David is chewing on a pancake and staring at Thomas. “He looks at you when you’re not looking.” You got caught Alastair!! You aint that subtle honey!!!

Clary be like: I've only had David for a day, but if anything happens to him I'm gonna kill everyone in this room and then myself🥰

Of course he was "on a call" 👀

JACE AND DAVID>>>> Honeslty tho him giving David his Chain almost made me cry😭🥺

Then he raises the boy’s hand to his mouth and kisses the inside of his wrist. “My bapak says kisses heal boo-boos faster.” DONT TALK TO ME I'M GOING TO DIE OF CUTENESS KDHDIDHDI THE WRIST KISSING I AM NOT OK

Moral of the story? ✨Never let Lightwood siblings go on a trip by themselves unless you want them to return with a child ;)✨

The staff is so wise and badass😎 Also no one can blame them. Everyone could be bribed with David’s baking tbh...

"Then perhaps you should think about why your children feel the need to lie to you.” I kind of love her too💙💙💙

Izzy, love.. TAKE IT EASY OK?!? YOU BETTER GET SOME REST!!

They are both scared of the power they have over each other bc they want to protect their kids 😭

I loved, loved, loved Alec and Clary having this conversation. I think it was necessary and the way they just talk about their struggles and being a parent is truly heartwarning💙💙💙

Ok, but Clary is so right. It can become toxic for both the parents and the kids and I am so, so, so happy it is addressed here <3333

You can only be so much for other people before you forget who you are to yourself. fuck!! This one hits a lot💔💔

Here is to loving people on purpose. THOMASTAIR LEAVING THAT NOTE JFHDIDJDK I NEED A MINUTE-

God, David really has no idea how much Max loves him!! I'm gonna cry😭 also Alec saying all this is sooooo beautiful!!!

David is so wise and smart. Can this boy take a break from being the best man ever?!?! I am in love with every thing he said😍😍

"People don’t have to have a breakdown to feel better. Sometimes you just do. Don't feel like you need to feel pain in order to heal.” I kinda needed this<3

Alec going from not wanting Magnus to go back to telling David he should do what he wants and needs?!?!? That is called ✨growth✨

"It’s not fair to ask someone to endure pain for the sake of love.” I WILL TATTOO THIS QUOTE OK BYE

"Cool. I’m going back to the mansion. Do you want to come with me? We can take the front door this time.” he can be a little shit huh jebekdjdjdk

"You keep this one. This is Max. This will always be Max." 💙💙💙💙💙

Honest question. How is he the governor?!?!? jdhdjdjd jk, jk. I'm love him🥰

Song rec: Hate myself by Tate McRae

NOAH I LOVED THIS SO MUCH FUCK OMG.

(The song was so angsty wow tate mcrae hits different)

thank you so much for this.

PS - the starting quote is quite similar to another quote from tlnd. I was shooketh!!!!

[lovecolibri]

SaL anon here to tell you to brace yourself my dear because we are going to talk about Mercury. This one is on my top 5 list, it's just gorgeous. Ryan knows how to use echoing lyrics to maximum effect, the "anywhere you want" in the background of the "precious metals" repeat just kills me. And while there's a little Alex in the final lyrics, this song is all Michael. His being homeless, looking for his family, Caulfield, the chaos in his head, it's all there! The middle ground line just 😭😭

Ooooh, this is one of my favorites as well! I think his Space EPs were the first ones I listened to (Saturn was my introduction to his music) and I’ve always loved this one. The brass instruments he used have such a beautiful sound (according to his release notes aside from the voices all the instruments used are metal including a drum kit made of auto parts because Mercury is 70% metallic!) and the lyrics are some of my favorites! (I’m still waiting for the day we get to your favorite song so we can compare notes!) I loooove the echoing effect he uses and the layering of “precious metals” and “anywhere you want me” going in/over/around/through each other. And the Alex and Michael of it all! 😭😭😭

rows of houses, sound asleep. only street lights notice me.

i am desperate, if nothing else, in a holding pattern to find myself.

i talk in circles, i talk in circles, i watch for signals, for a clue.

how to feel different. how to feel new. like science fiction bending truth.

So this definitely hits the Michael beats (desperate if nothing else/watching for signals/science fiction) but I think they also hit the Alex beats as well. “ n a holding pattern to find myself” is so Lost Decade it hurts. And the start of the show with them coming back together and trying to figure out how to make something new and different out of what they had, constantly trying to pick up clues from how the other is acting on how they need to act. Annnnd now I’m sad.

no one can unring this bell, unsound this alarm, unbreak my heart new. God knows, i am dissonance waiting to be swiftly pulled into tune.

You can just feel the longing in the song, especially here in this section later on at the end. This is another one where the vocals sound “earnest” and really shine through. And I love, love, LOVE the imagery here. You’ve got “no one can unring this bell, unsound this alarm, unbreak my heart new”  which is just so Malex it hurts (I am resolutely trying NOT to think about Caulfield right now with that alarm reference and it isn’t working 😭) And then you’ve got “i am dissonance waiting to be swiftly pulled into tune”. As a musician/singer and someone who studied music theory in school, especially during my composition minor, I can absolutely feel the tug of dissonant notes and what resolution they are pulling to. It’s one of my favorite things, so that line always hits me super hard. But it’s also so good for Michael and Alex as people who are not in harmony with the people and world around them but find that harmony when they are together. BRB I need to go cry for a few minutes now.

i'll go anywhere you want anywhere you want anywhere you want me i'll go anywhere you want anywhere you want anywhere you want me i'll go anywhere you want anywhere you want anywhere you want me i'll go anywhere you want anywhere you want me

Such s simple and repeated line but it carries so much weight and the emotion in his voice KILLS me. And this is such a Michael section, just desperate for anyone to want him that he will go anywhere, do anything. Uuuugh, you are taking us all on a feels trip today!

i know the further i go, the harder i try, only keeps my eyes closed. and somehow i’ve fallen in love with this middle ground at the cost of my soul.

yet i know, if i stepped aside, released the controls, you would open my eyes. that somehow, all of this mess is just an attempt to know the worth of my life…

…made of precious metals, precious metals, precious metals inside.

Oof oof oof. That whole first bit, especially “somehow i’ve fallen in love with this middle ground at the cost of my soul” just hits me in all my Alex feels and his complicated relationship with the military and how it got him out of an abusive home, but also took him away from Michael, and how he was able to find something he was good at, with tangible ranks and medals and things that proved he was good and smart and capable. (Capable enough maybe to keep Michael safe now?) And I love the line “somehow, all of this mess is just an attempt to know the worth of my life” which is also a call-back (or forward, rather) to Jupiter and “make my messes matter, make this chaos count”. And the idea that we are all made up of precious metals is so lovely.

Now I’m just wallowing in my feels in the best way! Good choice today, Nonnie, I am always down to listen to this song several times in a row!

[waynes-multiverse]

I related hard to this chapter, and maybe you can figure out why 😂��

Let’s jump into it 🥳

I loved, loved, loved that the girls called the brothers for New Year’s! That was so incredibly sweet I had legit tears in my eyes 🥺 Dean was so cute being fascinated with the fireworks, and Sam mouthing to Emily and only looking at her ❤️ What are you doing to me? 😭

Eva’s resolutions also made my heart melt. God, I hope she gets all these things (with Dean 😉). And well, Emily, I won’t murder you for now, but I have my eyes on you. Also, you should know Sam dated worse people than you. He did date a werewolf and a demon. Maybe someone should tell her that. It might help 😂

It’s Eva’s birthday!!! 🥳 BUNKER PARTY!!!

I’m not the only one in this story, Em’.

I snorted so damn hard at this 😂😂😂 I love a good meta moment! 👏🤓

‘We’re in.’

YASSSS!!! Let’s go! Road trip to Lebanon! 🙌 Still didn’t kill Em. Do I get brownie points for that? 😁

“Holà, muchachos!” She declared loudly and I shook my head in exasperation. 

I love that little goof 😂❤️

“Holà, Señorita.” He told her with what I suppose was a seducing grin and my friend smiled at him.

They’re a match made in heaven 😍 (Or maybe not. If Dean finds out a cupid is behind this set-up, he might back out...)

I turned around and met a chest I was starting to get familiar with. I gulped and raised my head, meeting some gentle hazel eyes staring at me.

I can see this play out in my head. Just a giant towering behind her and being like “Hi, I’m here, too. Pay attention to me.” 😂 Deer in headlights meets moose 🦌

I knew I should have raised my head and put myself on my tiptoes in order to meet his lips halfway but panic invaded my mind and took control of my body. So I lowered my head and he had a movement of hesitation.

Oh boy... someone help these dorks 😂 Dean’s this close to tying ropes around their limbs to make them move together.

I love how Sam solved this problem, though! Very well done, my man 👏

I hadn’t realized how much I had missed him. His arms around me, his hands on my back. I closed my eyes and his hands tightened his grip on me, making me enjoy the sensation. Enjoy his scent. Enjoy the warmth in my stomach.

Clean up on aisle four, please!!! Thank you! 🫠

I love how she worried about him, and he immediately knew and replied! 🥰

“Happy Birthday.” He gently told me.

 He didn’t yell it, he just said it, like it wasn’t a big deal and I was thankful for it because it wasn’t. Unfortunately Dean didn’t agree.

 “What?!” He loudly asked, his voice showing surprise and even a bit confusion.

Oh no, no one told him? 🙈 SAM! That was your only job, dude! This is not gonna sit well with Dean. He’s gonna do something stupidly crazy to overcompensate because he wants to offer her normal things 🤦‍♀️

“It’s your birthday, we should have done something for it.” 

Oh, boo... I love you so much, you little dork ❤️

Please, don’t leave.

Yes, please don’t, you big fat idiot!!!!

Okay, uhm, Sam should tackle him before Em hits a frying pan over his head. Then they can tie him up in the dungeon for a little chat. In case, he still wants to leave, they have to move the party to the dungeon and keep Dean locked up till the morning. They can still cuddle. The chains are comfortable. 🤣

Ugh, I wish she would’ve just told him that she wants to spend time with him because she missed him and that he’s her present 💕 Why is everyone so goddamn stubborn about their emotions, dammit?! 🙈

It didn’t take a genius to understand Eva wanted him to stay here.

It really didn’t. But we already know Dean’s an idiot, which is why I’m blaming mostly Sam. He knows him best. He should’ve seen this coming from a mile away and nibbed it in the butt 🤨 Bad Sam...

Even though she tried to hide it, I could see she was disappointed, even a bit sad. And Eva didn’t deserve to feel like this, let alone on her birthday.

Twist that knife, why don’t you? 😂

“I’ll make some researches.” 

Sam and Emily are soulmates, and this line is proof of that 🥰

They seemed to have a good time even if at first they looked a bit embarrassed around one another. But now, after having to talk and ask for ingredients, they seemed more comfortable.

Poor Eva... has to watch those two idiots flirt and bond while she misses Dean. That’s so cruel 🙈😅

I knew I shouldn’t hide and listen to his conversation

No, we should in this case. I’m nosy. I wanna know, too 🤓

Dean, just stop being an idiot and get back here, celebrate with her

FINALLY! Thank you, Sam. About time someone told this dense idiot what’s up 🤦‍♀️

“You seem sad and disappointed.”

Thank you, Cas. Always can count on you for a compliment... I would’ve laughed so hard if she had replied, “Oh, it’s probably because I just had sex with Dean.” 😂 (Okay, fine, maybe I blame him for leaving a little, after all. Sue me.)

The gifts Emily and Sam gave her were so perfect! And why the fuck did Sam have a gift ready but could not remind his brother to get one, too? 😅🙈

“Hey.” He told me and sat on my bed.

Well, hello to you, too, stranger... How was the world tour? Did you fucking fly to China?!

“No, it’s okay. Really. I just…wished you had listened to me and stayed here, that’s all.”

She’s so nice to him, but I feel like he learned his lesson either way, so it’s okay 😅💕

“Yeah. Why? You’re planning on going somewhere?”

Awwwww, cutie pie 😍 Someone hug him quick!

“But you had a normal childhood. I’m sure you always had gifts and huge parties. I didn’t want this to change just because you were with us today.”

I knew this was the reason. He’s transparently cute, and this whole scene just melts me ❤️ I love how she’s reassuring him and comforting him!

Something was bothering him.

Ooooh, this one is gonna bother me now because I can’t tell for sure what upset him there. Maybe that Eva’s dad wasn’t around, and he feels protective of her? Or was he reminded of John? Both?! 👀

“The Flux Capacitor.”

Awwwww, well done, my man! 👏👏👏

“So, what did the nerds offered you?” 

“I’m sure it’s Sam’s.”

First of all, this was funny as hell, and secondly, it’s so very Dean 😁🙌 And I knew he would love the head, too. If I were Eva, I would watch that thing with eagle eyes, especially if they ever move in together. He’s gonna steal it, girl!!! 🤠

If I thought Dean Winchester was a handsome man, seeing him with the prop of my first fictional crush made him my ultimate fantasy.

I hope this comes back in a future chapter at some point 😏

“You’re alright?”

No, dude! No one is in your proximity, okay?!?!

I didn’t want to leave three hours later.

Yes, we wanna wake up with him and have breakfast in bed if we ever go there 🥰

“Hey, you’re the one who said ‘no funny business’.”

That does not mean you sleep in full clothing, my guy 😂 Eva has to see past a lot. He was never properly socialized among other humans that aren’t Sam 😝

“Even the annoying woman who saved my brothers’ life.”

I snorted again. The little jab at Emily. He’s such a dork 🤣

“Is this okay?” 

It is, but Eva probably won’t close her eyes or take a breath anymore 😂 I love all the fluff between them! They’re too fucking cute to handle! 😍❤️🥰 And I love all their teasing and that they’ve become so comfortable around each other and as much as I’m a dirty hoe, I love the slow burn and the fact that they’re waiting. It says a lot how they feel about each other, but even more so how Dean truly feels about her 😭❤️‍🔥

“You should keep your pretty mouth shut or I’m gonna keep you awake all night, Sweetheart.”

🥵💦

Clean up on aisle four! AGAIN! Who the fuck is this person? Please remove them from the premises of this store. Thank you!

A part of me found them cute and was happy for her but another part took the opportunity to tell me that I was indeed alone.

Oh, Em 💔🥺 I do feel for her, but that stuff happens when you grow up. At some point, your partner becomes your bestie, which is why she should open up to Sam and talk to him...

“You’re exactly like Dean.”

They totally are! Sam has his work cut out for him 😂

“Come on.” He said and turned off the main light before gently leading me towards his bed.

Ooooh, I’m not sure about this. I think this is moving to fast for her. She’s gonna panic even more later and overthink it... 😬

I feel like there’s a lot of angst coming my way in the next chapter 🙈 Eva, this was fantastic, girl! 🖤🙌 And only re-traumatized me a little over my own birthday! 😂 Kinda made it funnier for me, though, and made me feel less alone, so thank you for that. Love you & I’ll be back soon 😘

A Supernatural Journey - Part 20

A Supernatural Journey - Masterlist

Serie Summary : Two best friends meet two brothers.

Pairing : Dean Winchester x Eva (OC), Sam Winchester x Emily (OC)

Warnings : Dean is an idiot, a bit of teasing, some angst, low-selfesteem, self-hate, some fluff too. TW : panic attack

Words : 15 814

A/N : All mistakes are mine ;) 

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