#the audacity 😂 (positive)

[klywrites]

let mira break up with juan over a disastrous round of a board game, lmao.

Not you advocating for them to split!! 😂😂😂

Okay to be fair, they're in an open relationship and frequently on/off so... it's plausible

But over a boardgame?? It's so petty loll I need to see this (in my brain)

[look-at-the-soul]

Every little thing you do- Prologue

Tommy Shelby x reader (Mini series)

Summary: Y/N has been Tommy’s best friend since childhood. She had always been there for him when he needed her the most. Now as the Shelby family are in a better position, Y/N will need Tommy’s support when something she didn’t expect happens.

A/N welcome to this little new adventure! This story started as an idea @lyarr24 shared a while ago and I just stared at it for a few minutes until the ideas started “appearing” in my mind. This particular part turned somehow into a comedy show on its own 😂🤭 it was fun and light to write, but it’s going to get angsty… thank you for sharing your unique ideas as usual! It took me some time but I’m always into giving each story it’s own time. And of course @justrainandcoffee thank you for creating this beautiful moodboard for this story! You totally nailed it!

Word count: 2,196

Arriving at the Garrison, Y/N headed straight towards the private booth where the Shelby’s were reunited.

“You should’ve seen the look in Polly’s eyes when she found out we were buying the stallion.” John cracked and threw his head back with a loud laugh.

Arthur winked at Y/N and decided to mess with his brother.

“Erm John boy.” He cleared his throat, just as Tommy gave Y/N a smirk, they were both sitting facing the door unlike John who had his back at it.

Tommy used the chance to kick his youngest brother in the shin, as a warning.

“So you think it’s fucking hilarious John Michael Shelby.” Y/N imitated Polly’s voice and mannerisms perfectly.

John’s face paled as the smile left his face and he straightened his back.

Arthur snorted and then started laughing uncontrollably as John turned around to find Y/N standing by the door.

“Shit! Y/N you scared the fuck out of me.”

“Get in here sweetheart.” Arthur called for her, making room next to him. “That was brilliant, you’ve got a talent.”

“You sound just like her.” Ada praised, leaning over the table to kiss her cheek.

“You’re late.” Tommy offered her a glass of whiskey.

Taking a sip, she nodded. “The lady I work for had a terrible day, didn’t want me to leave.” She replied titling her head to the side because Arthur was right in the middle, sandwiched between her and Tommy.

“And how did it go?” He asked over the laughs of his siblings.

“My feet are killing me, I had to walk all the way back�� but I really needed a drink tonight.

“Why? Scott didn’t pick you up?” He raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

Against his best judgment, he agreed to give Y/N’s boyfriend a place among the peaky men. He didn’t like or trusted him but he was doing it for Y/N and the friendship they’ve always had. Over time, he even gave Scott a car under the condition to drop and pick up Y/N from her work every day.

“We had an argument this morning, he got pissed and I asked him to not.” She lied.

She knew how protective Tommy could get, specially around Scott. They were already past the phase where Tommy would’ve to intervene and put her boyfriend in his place, then Scott would come for her arguing that she let that gangster say and do whatever he pleased.

But Tommy knew Y/N better than that, and this wasn’t the first time she lied to cover for her boyfriend’s attitude.

“What’s so funny?” Polly demanded to know as she joined them in the booth. Staring at Arthur and John’s faces she knew, so she shot Y/N a long look. “You’re imitating me again?!”

The Shelby brothers tried to hide their amusement but all of them failed.

“We wanted to mess up with John, Pol. Sorry.” Y/N looked down embarrassed for being caught.

Polly smiled down at her, it was impossible to stay angry with someone as Y/N.

“Well I hope it was a good one.” The smile grew bigger.

Ada laughed and stood for her aunt to take her place. “You should’ve seen John’s face, he went pale.” Waving at them, she left.

“Hey you need to talk to Finn, he’s getting out of hand these days” Polly warned her nephews. “I asked him to deliver a few letters and he had the audacity to answer he wasn’t a mail boy anymore.”

Tommy shook his head and after a long puff to his cigarette, he answered; “I’ll talk to him.”

Y/N’s chuckle made him look at her. “What? Are you really going to lecture the poor boy? Tom, if I remember correctly, you answered your father something similar back in the day but worse and that caused your first fight.”

Tommy shuddered at the memory. He was so done with his father demanding favors from him and his brother Arthur, so one day he told him he was done with his bullshit and Arthur Sr answered with a curse, threw a glass against the wall and pushed him, Tommy pushed him back. Luckily Arthur Jr and Y/N were close and could intervene to stop them from getting any further.

That night, Y/N stayed with him outside until Tommy had calmed, then she asked her parents, who were neighbors to the Shelby’s if he could sleep on the couch. Y/N’s mother made him some tea and offered him the comfort he wasn’t able to find next door.

They started as neighbors, then Tommy and Y/N became friends until Tommy trusted her blindly. After the war she was the only one who could understand him.

Tommy took a swing of his drink. “You’re not going to tell him that, are you? I’ve a reputation to keep.” He finally added.

“Leave him Pol, the poor boy is probably frustrated because he haven’t had a woman yet.” Arthur chuckled at his own joke.

“Hey,” Y/N called everyone in the room, “leave Finn out, you’re nothing but a bad influence.”

John shook his head and raised his hands as if saying he wasn’t part of it.

“Oh please Mr.-I-want-to-marry-Lizzie-Stark, really?” Y/N raised her eyebrow at him.

“Tommy! Why the hell did you tell her?!” John exploded against his brother, who was already laughing out loud, head thrown back.

Polly had to look twice at her nephew, his guard was down he seemed to be relaxed for once. Since the war he had changed a lot, the weight of the world on his shoulders.

“And besides, I corrected my path, married to Esme didn’t I?” John mumbled chewing on his toothpick.

Y/N nodded, deciding to leave that conversation, it’s was funny to tease John. “I better go now, it’s getting late.”

Tommy was on his feet the second she announced her plans.

“C’mon I’ll drive you.” Tommy offered his best friend.

Giving Polly a hug, she waved at the Shelby brothers goodbye.

After driving for a while, Y/N noticed Tommy took another route.

“Before you ask me,” Tommy spoke softly, “I’m going to show you something.”

She opened and closed her mouth. “You’re so mysterious.”

Tilting his head, Tommy clicked his tongue. “When you see it, you’ll understand.”

“Is it the new horse?” Y/N asked impatiently.

Tommy shook his head and passed her the cigarettes and matches to light it. “Why don’t you tell me what happened with Scott?”

“Something really stupid, he got pissed over nothing.”

“Really? Tell me something I don’t know already.”

Y/N sighed and took her time to exhale the smoke out of the window. “He asked me to ask you for some money, when I told him that he still owed you from the last time he got furious at me.”

“But you gave me the money for that loan.” Tommy’s eyebrows knitted in confusion.

“I did, but it wasn’t his money.” Y/N explained embarrassed after confessing Tommy the truth.

It was now time for Tommy for sigh. Eyes focused on the road, he didn’t want to be a pain and say I told you, Y/N was the only person he could trust and he wanted her to trust him the same way.

“Look this happens all the time, your Mum used to pay your dad’s bills behind his back, I just couldn’t take another one yet, he’s trying to find a better job and I think he’s going to propose soon.”

Tommy’s breath got caught up in his throat, he was trying to process the possibilities.

“So… is he the one?” He finally asked.

“Well he’s my boyfriend.” Y/N rushed to answer. “I just don’t know if he will let me keep working for Lady Winchester.”

“If you need a job, you know there’s always a spot for you at the Shelby Company Limited.” Tommy took the last puff of his cigarette and threw it outside the vehicle.

“Maybe I’ll need it later. Thank you.” Y/N felt more than grateful to have someone like Tommy around, he had always been there for her and her siblings specially after his business took off and he started to earn more money than anyone around. In her eyes, that didn’t make him change, if anything he became more generous.

But Scott on the other hand, was tender and good to her, he was fun to be around, always brought flowers to her. He wanted to have his own business one day, unfortunately life had been hard and it was taking him longer to make it.

Taking a turn, Tommy stopped in front of a huge gate, the property guarded by the gate wasn’t a house, it was a freaking mansion!

And her best friend was opening the gate as if he owned the property.

“Wha-what are you doing?” Y/N asked looking out the window.

“Drive over here!” Encouraged Tommy with a huge smile.

Her heart started beating faster, he showed her how to drive and even let her do it when she wasn’t allowed to. But this was wrong, it felt like they were trespassing, she could feel her heart pounding as Tommy shouted for her to hurry up.

Following his instructions, Y/N parked the car next to the fountain.

“I wanted you to see this first…” His smile couldn’t get any bigger as he opened his arms wide and looked around proudly. “I bought this place.”

Her jaw dropped, she was lost for words.

“What do you think? I’ll build a place for the horses in the back.” Tommy explained, eyes shining.

“Woah… I don’t know what to say Tom.” A hand covered her mouth, still shocked to form anything coherent. This house looked bigger than Lady Winchester’s and that was a bloody mansion too! “You always said you’d get yourself a decent place and a big house, and look at how far you’ve come!” She felt genuinely happy for him, Tommy had always worked so hard, always found a way to help his people and those around him. If anyone deserved this, it was him.

“I’ll even have my fucking office here, and there’s a grand salon for parties.” He explained as he waited for her to step inside.

“Parties?!” She laughed nervously.

“A ball dance and shit.” He took a look around.

“You’ll need loads of furniture to fill this place.”

Tommy chuckled. This was unthinkable a few months ago, now it was a reality, he’d had the big place he dreamed of when he was a kid.

“You got a fireplace! In the tea room!”

He followed Y/N’s voice, she was now standing in the middle of the dining room.

“This looks like it belongs to a Lord.”

“You can call me Lord Shelby then.” He winked at her and they both laughed at how ridiculous it sounded.

“Downstairs it’s the wine cellar.” He added hiding his hands inside the pockets of his pants. “Do you like it?”

“Are you kidding me?” She nodded. “This is a dream! I’m so happy for you!” Y/N then went to give him a hug.

A bold movement for the rest of the world, but to her it was just natural, they’ve been friends since forever. She was the one comforting him when his mother passed away, the one to help him hold it together after the war.

“You’ll love the kitchen, it’s huge but they’re doing some renovations already, I’ll show you once it’s done.”

“Looks like I’ll need to make an appointment from now on.” Y/N teased him.

Tommy shook his head with a shy smile. “Of course not, specially not you.”

She knew he was busier now days that the Peaky Blinders owned the races and licenses. It was just a matter of time before he found a woman and got married, then this house would be filled with kids. Or perhaps he already had someone therefore the plans to get the big house.

Once the realization hit her, she pretended to look towards the window. A sudden lump installed in her throat and something indescribable pressed her heart.

“Should we go? It’s going to be dark soon.” Y/N asked, looking him in the eyes for a mere second.

Time flew on their way back and soon Tommy stopped his car in front of Y/N’s door.

Even before he could say goodnight, an angry voice called for her.

“I’ve been waiting hours for you, Y/N nobody knew where the heck did you go.”

“Slow down mate, that’s no way to treat her.” Tommy intervened, holding Scott’s death stare.

“Stay the fuck out of this.” Scott raised his voice.

Tommy felt his blood boiling, one stride and he’d finish the prick, but before he could move, a pair of soft hands stopped him.

“Tommy please, let me handle this.” She pleaded.

His jaw clenched as he saw the smirk of satisfaction Scott gave him. The bastard had Y/N charmed and there was nothing he could do about it.

✨ Thank you for your support! You already know it, but the way to a writer’s heart is through your feedback xx

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cl16 | lost in a film scene

summary: [ charles leclerc x f!actress!reader — social media au ] 

sometimes fantasy becomes real life. up-and-coming actress y/n l/n never thought she'd find love when shooting her newest movie, which incidentally involves formula 1, but charles leclerc is determined to sweep her off her feet.

— requested

faceclaim: simone ashley

author’s note: hi there!!! thanks so much for requesting ♡ idk how movies work so suspend your disbelief please lol. i hope that you enjoy this!!

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hollywoodupdates Universal Pictures has announced that yourusername will be playing Lila Gallagher, one of the main characters of a highly anticipated motorsports film that will be released next year.

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user ugh i hope they actually represent f1 properly...

↪ user i heard that some of the drivers are involved so it should be okay!! 🤞

user y/n is gorgeous as usual 😍 can't wait to see her slay this role

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yourusername monaco grand prix with slipstreammovie 🏎 ❤️🤍 glad to be back in the paddock again

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user what's charles doing in the likes 👀

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user i really appreciate how y/n and the rest of the slipstream are genuinely trying to learn more about f1 and motorsport, can't wait for the movie! 🙌

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user everyone say thank you to y/n for serving everywhere she goes

charles_leclerc enchanté 😉

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yourusername and that's a wrap on slipstreammovie 🎬 i'm so excited for you to see the results of our blood, sweat, and tears — in theatres march 2024 🏎💨

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charles_leclerc 👏👏👏

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user hoping she's actually dating charles omggg

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hollywoodupdates yourusername has arrived on the red carpet for the slipstreammovie premiere! It seems that she's also brought a guest in charles_leclerc, who has been rumoured to be dating the actress since they met at the 2023 Australian Grand Prix. Could this be the confirmation we've all been waiting for?

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user i mean y/n just called charles her partner while talking to an interviewer so i guess it's true 🤯

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↪ user the racers who are also in love 🥹 idc that y/n is only a driver in the movie she'll always be a 2-time world champion in my heart

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MAD MAX FIGHT SCENE WHEN?? I have never needed a written piece more than right now

I also reserve the right to imagine Emilia throwing a shoe at someone in this scenario. Idk why i just feel like it could happen. She is not happy about it

MAD MAX FIGHT SCENE NOW!!!

Tell me why this went four different ways before I came to this version. The alternate version took place in a club and had Emilia spraying champagne at a bunch of people but fundamentally it didn’t work as a written piece because you can’t hear what anyone’s saying in a club for shit 😂 No shoe throwing but I hope you like it anyway 😂

Me writing action scenes is like something out of that book After it’s so bad I’m sorry but I hope you got where I’m going 😂

✨set after the Monaco Grand Prix 2018✨

I don’t regret it one bit, ‘cause he had it coming

Another Monaco GP, another yacht party. You’re not even sure whose yacht it is but you don’t care. During GP weekend, drivers can pretty much walk onto whatever boat they want. You, Max, Clara, and Laurent had wandered onto the biggest boat with people having a party and set about forgetting Max’s nightmare weekend. The party is chaotic, you’re not sure how long whoever is in charge of the marina will let the noise and overcrowding go on, but you’re enjoying the high, four shots down with Max on the upper deck, lazily moving to the music emanating from the DJ playing his set downstairs.

“Where’s Laurent?” Max asks, practically shouting in your ear. He’s tipsy, which he deserves to be, his arm slung over your shoulder as he looks around, jerking your body as he turns. He’s out way too late, you can tell by how his t-shirt is clinging to him, and the fluffy top of his hair has completely broken free of the gel hold. He looks positively feral. You don’t hate it.

“I don’t know,” you shrug, pushing up onto your tiptoes so you don’t have to shout. “Probably fucking Clara in a bathroom somewhere,”

Max chuckles at that, taking a sip of his Red Bull. He offers it to you but you shake your head.

“I thought you were supposed to be supporting me,” he jokes as you avoid the can.

“Not by rotting my insides,” you tell him, squirming in his hold as he bops to the Dua Lipa remix he’ll pretend he’s never heard before. He manoeuvres you in front of him as if you don’t even have feet, wrapping his arm around your stomach so that you’re still trapped, but comfortable.

“Je bent niet leuk, schatje,” he says into your ear. The air on your neck makes you shiver against him, and he must think you’re cold because he holds you tighter.

“I don’t know what you’re saying,” you tell him, which makes him smirk. “And I’m not your baby,”

“Ja, maar-“

“Max!”

You twist in Max’s hold when a guy you don’t recognise appears from somewhere in the crowd. Max lets go of you to greet him, and without being entirely engulfed by 80kgs of Red Bull and audacity, you realise you’re parched. You tell Max you’ll be right back and scoot out of reach before he can say anything. You creep through the crowd and then downstairs to where the drinks are without twisting your ankle, which, given how drunk you felt back upstairs, sort of surprises you.

There’s several ice buckets lining the edge of the deck and you peruse the options. You’ve certainly had enough to drink but one more vodka couldn’t hurt. You glance over at the cans of Red Bull and make a note to take one with you as you pick a glass off the table.

“Do you come with the bottles?”

Well, that’s a choice of opening line, talking to a girl like she’s a phone charm.

You turn to see what, not whom, actually felt comfortable saying that out loud and there he was. The epitome of a guy who would say that. He’s older than you, maybe mid to late 20s, all tan and tight jeans, dark hair cut in a fade, gold watch that could be seen from space and those Louboutin loafers. His cologne smells like Dubai.

You look him up and down very slowly and deliberately. “Not if you’re buying them,” you say, turning back to the ice bucket.

“Aw, come on, don’t be like that,” his voice is closer now, almost in your ear. You turn only slightly and find his face already next to yours. ”Come have a drink over here,” he nods over to a seating area where a few guys sit with girls that look too young to be there.

You know the type - down on a girls trip for the weekend with only party outfits in their bags, they’d likely hung around the marina until the pack of jackals had brought them here to ply them with alcohol they didn’t have to pay for. You’re half offended that this guy thought you’d be anywhere near that easy.

“I’ve got enough, thanks.” You say, firmer this time, as you give up on the vodka and just grab one of the many bottles of champagne in the ice bucket. When you turn to leave, you practically collide with the hunk of meat now towering over you.

“Who do I have to speak to to get you to come have a drink with me?” He asks, as if that’s meant to be sexy.

You roll your eyes. “Your hairdresser.”

“Come on, just one drink. I’ll make it worth your while,” he says, his eyes glancing down. You follow his gaze, already steeling yourself for some vulgar gesture, but he pulls out the edge of his wallet from his jeans.

You roll your eyes again. “I’m not pay for play. Now leave me alone.”

You step around him this time, starting to make your way back towards the stairs when this experiment in protein shake consumption blocks your way. You almost trip trying not to crash into him, not that he would have minded if the way he leans into you Is any indication.

“Look, I’m not some nobody, baby, I’ve got real fucking money. I’m what all you pretty girls come out here in your skimpy dresses for,” he says, the noxious smell of chemicals and tequila almost making your eyes water. What makes you feel sick is the way he uses his height advantage to look down your dress. “So have a drink with me. It’ll be fun, I promise,”

Only now does he employ an actual smile, the kind that you’d never want to be in a room alone with. Suddenly, you don’t feel like making any more jokes, you just want to get as far away from this guy as possible. Turning on your heels, you figure you’ll double back around the deck, but a hand tight on your wrist stops you in your tracks.

“Don’t walk away from me,” the words are growled, and you feel your pulse spike. Now you’re scared, but showing it will get you nowhere.

“Get off me,” you snap, trying to shake the giant cretin off you without causing a scene. He doesn’t let go and you’re just about to bottle him over the head when you hear Max’s voice.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

Max strides towards you, looking as angry as you’ve ever seen him. He must have been watching from up by the railings of the top deck.

“Oh, here we go,” the guy grumbles, rolling his eyes as he looks at Max. You take the opportunity to wrench your arm free of him. “Don’t worry, bro. You can have her back when I’m finished with her,”

“You arrogant piece of shit,” you snarl at the guy, almost taking a step towards him before thinking better of it.

“Watch your mouth,” he snaps back, pointing a finger at you. “Your ass isn’t that nice,”

“The fuck did you just say?” Max yells over the music. He guides you behind him effortlessly and you don’t argue, though you do keep hold of his arm.

“You heard me, you prick,” the douchebag says, flashing Max a cocky grin. That won’t go down well.

You pull on Max’s arm. You can tell from the set of his shoulders that this is getting out of hand.

“Max, leave it,” you tell him, pulling him again, and this time he listens, sighing and shaking his head. He knows he has to let it go.

“Jesus,” the arrogant pig sneers, and you cringe. “Has this bitch got a magic pussy or something?”

You don’t even have a chance against Max’s reaction speed. He’s moving before your eyes can even follow, shoving the guy backwards so quickly that the drunkard stumbles slightly, but not as much as you thought he would.

“Shut the fuck up,” Max growls at him.

Dickhead doesn’t take this well, shoving Max back. You’re too scared to get in the middle now. People are starting to stare, a couple of them even have their phones out.

“Max,” it’s more of a plea than anything. “Stop it,”

You know Max isn’t going to just drop it. He doesn’t know how to walk away from a fight, it’s just that normally his fighting involves being protected by a ton of carbon fibre, not that he thinks he needs it.

“You don’t want to mess with me, man,” the guy shouts, looking over Max’s shoulder to glare at you. “Certainly not over some dirty yacht slut,”

Once again, you’re no match for Max’s reaction speed. You don’t see his arm move. You’re barely able to process his fist connecting with the guy’s face. You just see Dickhead fly backwards clutching his jaw as he tumbles to the ground.

“Max!” You scream, but this time he totally ignores you.

“Fucking pussy,” he yells, at the same volume but now that the music has been turned down so that everyone can pay attention to the spectacle, it feels like the whole marina can hear him.

He steps towards the disoriented drunkard on the floor and this time you manage to catch up with him, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him backwards.

“Max, come on,”

He’s fighting it a little, and you press your nails into his skin as you fight harder, dragging him away from where Douchebag’s friends have swarmed around him trying to help. You know they’re looking in your direction but you ignore them and you’re hoping Max does, too.

He turns to look at you and it’s like barely recognises you, his face is flushed and his pupils are dilated and you don’t entirely recognise him either. It knocks the wind out of you, and for just a second you swear everything stops, even your heartbeat.

“You’re okay?” Max asks you, through frenzied breathing.

Your mouth is dry but you speak anyway. “I’m fine.” You don’t know if you’re lying. “Let’s just go,”

You don’t give him time to argue, and it seems he’s calmed down enough to realise now is a good time to cut your losses, because he follows you without complaint.

You don’t let go of him until you’re on the concrete pathway up towards the stairs that have street access. More accurately, that’s when you become aware that you’re still holding onto him. When two toasted revellers try to walk between you but can’t, and shout something at you in Spanish for walking too slow. You let go of Max but he still doesn’t say anything. You keep stealing glances at him as you walk. His shoulders are still tight, his jaw is clenched. His hands are clenched into fists at his side. He still looks livid. That’s why you’re nervous, that’s why you can’t catch your breath, that’s why it’s hard to look away from him. You’re worried about him.

“Well, that was stupid,” you say with a sigh, once you’re sure your words won’t come out as some kind of breathy invocation of a worse kind of chaos than anything you’ve already been involved in tonight.

“That guy was stupid,” Max shoots back, grinding his teeth.

“You could have got hurt, Max,” you tell him, shoving him in the arm. He rolls his eyes. Of course. When taking your own life in your hands is what you get paid for there’s not much you can afford to be scared of. “What would have happened if you’d broke your hand? Your dad would actually kill me,”

“My dad would have done the same thing I did,” Max counters, and you can tell by the several expressions that cross his face in quick succession that he doesn’t quite know how to feel about that.

“Your dad is an idiot,” you remind him. He doesn’t argue. “And so are you,”

He scoffs. “So I was just supposed to let him talk to you like that? Touch you like that?” It’s not really a question, more a general statement of unadulterated disgust and you can’t really blame him. “Fuck that. I’m not going to just-“

He cuts himself off, his jaw ticking again. Neither of you have ever spoken about it, but you know men behaving like sentient sewage is a sore subject for both of you. Maybe, you think, you shouldn’t make him feel bad for standing up for you. You’d never needed anyone to stand up for you, and you still didn’t, but the fact that Max always did means more to you than you know how to articulate.

You lean over and kiss him on the cheek, catching more of the corner of his mouth than you intended, but he doesn’t say anything. He just stops walking and looks at you, the left side of his lips twitching.

“You kiss idiots?” Max asks, tongue darting out to lick at his bottom lip.

“Exclusively,” you shrug, “judging by my dating history,”

That makes him laugh, a proper one, with that bark he does when he’s surprised how funny he finds something. All traces of the menace from the boat filter out of his body, and something in the back of your head tells you it was just in time.

“Hey,” a loud, obnoxious, and lovable voice rings out behind you. You turn around and see Laurent walking towards you with a well satisfied Clara on his back, holding a large bottle of pilfered champagne. “Where the fuck have you two been?”

[strawberryicedcookies]

HOW TO BE A BAD BITCH 101 🧘🏿‍♀️👸🏿.

if you know anything about my blog, you know that i PREACH about mindset. Mindset is so flipping important dude. You cant expect to be a bad bitch and think like a broke hoe, it doesnt work like that😂. TREAT YOURSELF HOW YOU EXPECT TO BE TREATED. You cannot demand respect from others then go on and disrespect yourself 🤷🏿‍♀️. you ARE the priority, you ARE the pretty princess, you ARE the baddest bitch. if you are not treating yourself like the queen you are and pampering yourself, you just cant be the baddest bitch babes 😭.

Practice femininity!! i used to be in my masculine energy so bad, i would kiss the ground men walked on, i’d spend money on niggas who wouldn’t think twice to spend anything on me (i know guys 🤦🏿‍♀️ it was miserable) and i had the audacity to wonder why i felt so masculine and why i wasn’t being treated like a women. I LEFT THAT MENTALITY IN THE GUTTERSSS. You are soft and feminine babes, live like it. Your femininity radiates off your body. You only attract men/women who are healed.

Treat people good bro. Why do people associate being a ‘bad bitch’ with being rude as fuck. Stop cursing people out for no reason, thats so gross. Stop insulting people who haven’t done anything to you. Demanding respect and being a bitch are two different things 🤦🏿‍♀️. Also stop fighting people guys 😭 You are mature enough to solve things with the tongue God gave you. Fighting is unnecessary, if someone refuses to respect you, ignore them, they are not important. “I’ll beat you ass right now” why? does it make you look ANY better?? Im not saying let shit slide, but dont do too much.

I like to listen to self concept affirmation tapes on youtube (i also make my own for just personal use) and it works like a charm. Those are great because it feeds you positivity and reminds you of who you are. Just remember, the 3D is a reflection of your mindset 🤷🏿‍♀️ do with that as you please.

i love you guys so muchhh, stay safe and stay soft 🎀.

[nancydrewwouldnever]

Referencing a post from yesterday, I 1,000 times agree that he has been dead set on killing his fandom for years. If attention isn’t positive from fans, he can’t handle it. Caveat: The stalking and death threats are completely out of pocket. No one should have to deal with something like that. That said, he got butthurt that people had legitimate questions about his part in that botched public rollout of this relationship. Rather than actually be private and not give the public anything but maybe one photo of them together as proof, he and his paramour’s circles kept feeding the frenzy online with all photo dumps, breadcrumbs and trolling. Then they had the audacity to turn around and blame his entire fandom as insane and jealous when he deactivated like the coward he is.

The jokes on him, honestly. He has to wake up to her insufferable ass every day. 😂 The racist fans and the unhinged fans aren’t going anywhere. They’ll continue to laud, stalk and harass him every chance they get. The general public doesn’t care about him or his films and now will be joined by the sane, non-racist former fans who are tired of his hypocrisy and mess. No one decent will care when this all blows up on his face. We’ll all be laughing, eating popcorn.

Minka was right. He really is the king of self-sabotage.

This read is...

[eiightysixbaby]

Hi, honey! Was wondering if I could get “this is the only time i’ll condone having ice cream for breakfast.” with Eddie? 🖤 He'd definitely be the type. 😂

hi, angel! you absolutely can, thank you for sending this in 🫶🏻

i feel like it’d be a regular occurrence for eddie to want ice cream for breakfast… am i wrong?

You wake up to the sun shining through a sliver in the curtains, groaning as you stretch your limbs. You rub your eyes, instantly becoming aware of the intense heat lingering in the bedroom. The thin sheet that covers you is coated with sweat, and you peel it off your sticky skin immediately. It’s been insanely hot outside for a couple of days now, the nighttime only offering a little reprieve and the afternoons being unbearable. However, right now you feel much hotter than you had the night before, and you know something isn’t right. You don’t miss the empty space in the bed beside you, the lack of body heat from Eddie at least making you a little cooler. You hear noises coming from the kitchen of your shared apartment, and can only hope he doesn’t have the audacity to be making hot food in this ridiculous heat wave.

You climb out of bed, slipping on a tank top and a pair of comfy shorts before padding into the kitchen to see what he’s making. You find Eddie sitting at the kitchen counter, shoveling a heaping spoonful of ice cream into his mouth. He stops with the spoon halfway into his mouth when he sees you, backing the spoon out again and setting it into the bowl. A can of whipped cream sits beside his bowl on the counter, a bottle of chocolate syrup on the other side.

“Uh… good morning?” you greet him, crossing your arms as you stare at him from your position across the room.

“This… uh… this is exactly what it looks like,” Eddie looks pathetically down at his bowl of ice cream. “The AC unit fuckin’ broke this morning and they can’t come and fix it till tomorrow - and, in case you haven’t noticed, it’s hot as fucking balls in here,” Eddie gestures vaguely around the room. “I needed something to cool me down, babe, don’t look at me like that.”

“And you didn’t think to like, take a cold shower or something?” you laugh.

Eddie shakes his head no as he brings another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, this time actually eating it. You search the fridge and the pantry for something to eat, and in your minimal exertion you already break a sweat. As if on cue, the fan Eddie had going to cool the kitchen and the living room grinds to a halt, almost mocking you in your time of need.

“Okay, yeah, you know what? This is the only time I’ll condone having ice cream for breakfast,” you concede, opening the freezer and pulling out the entire carton.

You sit at the counter beside Eddie, eating right out of the tub with your spoon, almost moaning when the first cold mouthful hits your tongue. The weatherman on the TV warns of a high of ninety degrees, and you and Eddie both yell “NO!” in unison.

“After this, we’re going to the fucking pool,” you grumble, Eddie nodding furiously beside you.

“And then getting more ice cream.”

Let’s just say, that wasn’t the only day you had ice cream for breakfast that week.

[paper-gold-theories]

And man I can imagine even Goldheart couldn't even contain himself when trying to pull a straight face that Miss Heed was framed.

I kinda imagine that he would probably have the same expressions as here. 😂

Like on the positive side after Miss Heed says that she was "framed" in her live statement, he and The Golden Rule are also cleared of the scandal of having a corrupt member mind controlling people and somehow being involved in mind controlling scandal but then he will have to deal with her creepy obsessive crush over him again.

In public The Golden Rule would probably welcome her back with open arms and say how horrible Villains are for tricking Miss Heed to "control people and silencing Miss Heed when she wants to speak the truth"

But out of the public eye they would be less welcoming, infuriated, angry and even down right murderous at her for having the audacity to come back and act like nothing happened after causing shit storm of a scandal that damaged The Golden Rule's flawless reputation resulting in them having to spend months protesting in order to clean up the mess she caused.

(continuation here for the headcanon dialogue between Miss Heed and The Golden Rule)

[kingkatsuki]

reading some of your soft bakugou posts and now all i can think about is reader having a SUPER overprotective dog, and it barks at Katsuki nearly 24/7 whenever he’s over

You know when Bakugou sees the dog for the first time he’s like “you need a real guard dog, not this little runt,” but he doesn’t realise just how persistent your dog is.

The thought he can’t even get close to you when the dog is around because he’s so aggressive and protective over you😫 and no matter how much he tries to befriend him the dog just isn’t having it.

The dog hears you and Bakugou having sex and thinks you’re being hurt so you have to push him off you mid-fuck to go to the door and reassure your poor little doggo🥺

And Bakugou hates it.

But persistence is key, and slowly you see your pupper starting to warm up to Bakugou, and it warms your heart. Eventually he’s taking the dog out along with him on his morning jogs, and coming into your apartment to feed him in the evenings.

Coming home one evening to find them cuddled on the couch, and when you try to climb in between them your dog has the audacity to bark and yip at you because you’re disturbing their comfy position😭😂

[tomwambsgans]

The relief I just felt knowing it doesn’t apply to me 😂 Yeah no it can be fun to read occasionally but it’s too ooc for me. However, sexuality aside, Tom being good in bed is the hill I’ll die on because there’s no way Shiv would’ve stayed with him if he wasn’t. Would that translate into gay sex? Who knows.

oh yeah tom definitely has CRAZY stamina and a big cock and, based on the "do you do the positions?" line he also likely follows a formula of a bunch of different positions in a particular order basically every time when having sex with shiv, unless she tells him she wants something else.

and honestly, i fully believe that tom's "skills" with straight sex come almost entirely from the fact that he is gay. like of course you can last a while without cumming (and without doing anything too "kinky" like wearing a cockring either) if you're not fully into what's going on. of course you'd have to follow a formula if there's no innate desire driving you.

my take on tom's gay sex with greg is that it's informed by a lifetime of not letting himself have what he wants so tom would naturally be really overwhelmed about it for a while. and likely leaning into service topping bc he gets to detach from himself and not get too in his head. but also greg is capable of some serious audacity, and we saw in s4 he got a huge boost of confidence re: touching tom that i think would make him able to take the reigns whenever tom couldn't. basicaly tbqh i think they'd continue to be a perfect match for each other and have mutually passionate versatile sex forever. and yeah i think tom would be really good at sucking dick on his first try just bc of how much he wants it

[fireflylitsky]

ZABUSAKU NOT DEAD YET PLEASEE

This is just me on my "Sakrua should have Kubikiribocho" bullshit 😂

Sakura wasn’t sure what a normal girl got for her eighteenth birthday, but she was positive it wasn’t this. Her sensei rubbed at the back of his neck when he presented it to her, smiling through his uncertainty. “I wasn’t sure what to get you,” he admitted, gesturing to the unwieldy blade.

No kidding.

But she smiled all the same and thanked him as she accepted Kubikiribocho. The Executioner's blade. Zabuza’s sword. 

“Thought it might bring back some memories,” Kakashi said. He wasn’t wrong. She couldn’t fault him there.

It seemed so big when she was small. She thought for sure now that she’d grown, its grandeur would have diminished, but no. Somehow it only seemed bigger now in her clutch. 

Kakashi-sensei justified the gift further, stating she was the only one he could think of that would do it justice. So that was just great. Now she had to.

The first time Sakura heard it, it scared her.

“More…”

At the draw of blood—a kill—a voice scratched at the back of her skull. Deep and coarse. It put a dryness in her throat. Made her thirst, though not in any unpleasant way. Made her think that maybe more might be good, yes.

Needless to say, she decided to keep this to herself.

“More.” That was all it said for the longest time. She grew so used to it that it honestly became easy to ignore. Her blade carved through flesh, and with it came that hunger. That urging insistence. Sometimes it even sounded like praise.

It wasn’t until a particularly brutal battle, during which Sakura struggled to gain the upper hand, that the sword developed a vocabulary—a rude one. “Behind,” it warned with a growl, tacking on a muttered, “idiotic girl…”

Sakura narrowly dodged the attack because of that warning, leaving her free to balk at the absolute audacity of her sword. “Excuse me?!” 

It was on that day Sakura came to find out that some souls do not pass on to the afterlife. Some will cling to whatever they can and refuse death. Attach themselves to a vessel and live on inside it.

Kubrikiribocho just happened to be such a vessel, and Zabuza Momochi was anything but dead.

SO basically this becomes the story of Sakura and the soul of Zabuza bonding VERY SLOWLY over the course of many years. At first he's miffed when this stupid pink-haired girl becomes his wielder because ugh, she's not going to help his cause at all. (He believes that if he is able to absorb enough blood--enough life--through the blade, he can use it as a conduit to come back. After all, this blade's ability is to regenerate that which has already been destroyed)

But over time she piques his interest. He sees her potential. That feral streak in her. Maybe she can be useful to him. So he starts becoming more talkative (even if he is rude) and starts to guide her and work with her in battle.

They have lots of little quiet moments other people wouldn't understand (very underdeveloped snippet incoming):

Her body hurts. Her heart hurts. She feels it all welling up inside her and knows she’ll cry herself to sleep tonight in this ramshackle hut—alone, but not. Kubikiribocho lies in bed beside her. She sidles up against it and lays a hand on the oddly warm blade.

Zabuza’s silent, but she knows he can feel what she’s feeling. They’re too intertwined now. “I’m so sorry…” she eventually says. “This is unbecoming of me. Of a kunoichi. I just… didn’t want to be alone. Not after…” she chokes off, unable to put it in words yet.

“…Not like I’m going anywhere.” His voice sounds in her head, dismissive in a strangely comforting way.

“True… sorry about that, too.”

Silence spans between them and if a sentient sword could sigh, well, it sounds like that.

“Hey, Zabuza…?” she murmurs after a while, barely audible as she trails her fingers along the smooth steel of the blade, absently tracing lines down the edge.

“Hm?”

“I’m going to fix you,” she says, determined. “I’m going to bring you back no matter what. I’ll find a way. I promise.”

“Tch… yeah, yeah, I know.”

“I mean it.”

“I know you do.”

“I won’t be useless. Not to you, too.”

There’s another stretch of silence before she hears him speak again. “Did someone tell you that? You’re useless?”

“Not… in those words exactly,” she says. “But I know that it’s true. Especially after today.”

[writercole]

Mid-May update

After several days of thinking and one very good session with my journal husband counselor, I won't be leaving tumblr after all.

I'm still incredibly frustrated with the way creators are being treated, with the audacity of some of these bitches, the lack of interaction. But all that aside, I do like the fandom aspect of it.

I've culled several of my followed blogs, dropping over 300 people in the last several weeks. And I've been very liberal with that block button. I will be doing what I need to do to protect the little piece of peace that I have here.

A large part of my decision to stay has been mutuals. You guys have been incredibly supportive in so many ways over the years. The amount of you that have reached out and checked on me, that continuously poke my inbox with sweet messages, that flatter me every day is wonderful. To think that if we didn't have the internet, we wouldn't have our found family tribes, our Team Free Wills, our Avengers, our Daggers. Our covens. My life would be incredibly dull without you all.

My first week of work was tedious and slightly boring as it's all training but it's incredibly calming to have something to do during the day without relying on others to entertain me.

My gratitude for everyone through this month is indescribable. I wouldn't have made it, we wouldn't have made it without you and I will forever be grateful. You all have my love and admiration and my sword.

Now that I'm done with the blahdi blah, I'm sure you all want to know the updates on my wips, huh? Fine 😂

But one more thing first - happy birthday to my sibling, my friend, a bright spot in every day - @never--doubt. Kay, babe, I love you. I'm proud of you. And I am sending every ounce of positive energy that today goes your way. 💞💞

Five Minutes More is drafted for posting. We'll see Dean Winchester as a gamer and mechanic figuring out this little thing called love. One part currently, possibly more.

You, Me, and the Noises You Make is a honeymoon with Beau Simpson short story, under 500 words but ready to post soon.

The Replacement Bride is a new story for a new world featuring a group of mafia families spread across the country. There will be interconnected stories - already at chapter 6 and I've worked four of the six families together with a possibility of more as the story continues. I am considering the option of going straight to published with this universe, depending on how it fleshes itself out.

You'll Be In My Heart will be posting beginning in July, unless i finish a few other things first. We last left Jake standing in the bookstore staring after his ex-girlfriend (now named Allie) and his daughter, the one he never knew he had. Depending on the interaction and feedback I get, this may be the last series for tumblr.

Sounds of Someday: The Rewrite is trudging along slowly. My brain keeps telling me that I've already written this and that I shouldn't be doing it again but also that it's nowhere near good enough for publishing. My friend who has a masters degree in social work with a concentration in grief and trauma counseling will be looking over it when it's finished, hopefully between semesters for her!

I have several new pieces with original characters in progress, including a fantasy trilogy based on the song 'Labour' by Paris Paloma.

Also drafted are several moodboards for several different AUs. Due to the way moodboards are being received by the general pubic, they will stay in drafts until I decide what to do with them further.

There are more pieces of the Country Club AU in progress, including our first Boatman Bob story. I also have a collection called "A Thin Line" that I'm working on the second and third stories simultaneously for. One of those includes Fritz smut and I'm having trouble with it because he keeps short circuiting my brain.

There are two Ryan Spencer (Yellowstone) stories in progress as well as one Rip and a couple Rhett.

Sons of Anarchy is making a resurgence with a grand total of four wips.

Jason Todd has a couple of stories floating around in there.

I've got a few more Pedro, Sebastian, and C. Evans stories coming as well as stories for four different Toms, two other Chrises, a few more Jensen characters, and some new Glen, Lewis, and Danny characters.

The DC and Star Trek master lists will be expanding.

Posting of full fics will resume in June. I have one drabble that will be posted Friday and then new master lists will post twice a week until June 6. If there are still some to post, then they will posts on Tuesdays with fics on Fridays.

Fridays will be one-shots with Tuesdays being series.

What I'm also considering is restarting Patreon and including original works in there as well, and expanding it to an audience that includes my other readers. The other option is using tumblr tipping (which is powered by stripe and therefore more trustworthy than the hellsite itself) and locking posts. But that's definitely not the best case scenario.

Also in progress, while we're talking about other readers, is an actual website for my published works. Yes, I know the three I have out now are mediocre by many standards. They were really just to prove a point to myself. These next ones...not so mediocre.

My new job may take 40 hours of writing away from my schedule but let's be honest here...I wasn't spending 40 hours writing a week anyway.

[enchanted-moura]

On the chef who finessed himself into private chef position:

LMFAOOOO please, that's pure mercurian audacity, and people are mad it worked! 😂😂

The act of doing business is ruled by Mercury *for a reason!* You HAVE to get slick with it every so often

Honestly this is perfect because it is Mercurys day and he is the god of trade and audacity. Like Aladdin 😂😂💕

Thanks for sharing

[mikuni14]

Ok, but I haven't seen such a primitive and crude person in any series, not only BL, like EunJi for a long time. And I use these words literally. EunJi, under the guise of being “a pretty girl, a student", acts like some juvenile gangster, raised with no education, no manners, no good role models  😁 She's not even evil like YeonJin from The Glory or many other bad characters - she's genuinely primitive. And by the way, I think it’s funny that she’s a girl, becasue she is written like a very creepy dude, I mean look at the things she does: harassing JaeWon all the time, ignoring the word ‘no’, verbally and physically attackicg people just because they had the audacity to defy her... I did this 👀👀👀 when she asked her rival what motel she should go to with JaeWon. Who thinks that THIS argument will win the “love competition”? 😂 It's the same when, despite hearing "no" all the time, she basically keeps stalking JaeWon, she sticks to him, sometimes in a literal way, pretends she has to hold on to him because she's wearing high heels (which she says trying to be seductive, which came out extremely old fashioned and just creepy, but maybe that’s just me 😄), and the icing on the cake is kissing JaeWon without his consent when it’s CLEAR that he’s not feeling well. 

Her primitiveness can also be seen in how she reacts to the problems that come her way. Her only reaction is create a conflict and fight, and here too, I mean that word literally. Because we all saw EunJi establishing her senior dominance on AeRi WITH FORCE. I even took AeRi's crying as a reaction not only to the club's indifferent reaction to JiHyun's accident, but also (maybe even more so) to EunJi's verbal AND PHYSICAL attack on her. It can be seen everywhere, also in how she tried to get JaeWon back during their trip: she did it aggressively, attacking him and blaming him for everything. Her primitiveness can also be seen in how she treats JiHyun: - she has no hesitation in expressing negative opinions about him in public, although she barely knows him - she has no qualms about insulting his friends and boss at his job, which he could lose beacsue of this - notoriously lies to prove how much JaeWon wants to be with her ("he begged me to do a project with him") - her method of "destroying" a rival is to go to his job and bully him as an employee, taking advantage of the fact that he cannot defend himself. this is the lowest behavior imaginable, this is being an absolute dick And when that still doesn't work, she just lies outright that she and JaeWon are together and bluntly starts a conversation about their potential motel sex 😬 In addition, she’s constantly rolling her eyes and visibly showing impatience that oh my god, this boy again, like this is something teenagers do, which only proves how immature she is.

It's just - I haven't seen such an ordinary, banally primitive person in a long time, someone who is not even capable of any sophisticated acts of evil, or plotting - she is just so incredibly simple.

And practically the same can be said about Taehyung. He is equally primitive, strongly attached to the senior/freshman relationship (but only when they are the senior) and to all relationships where social hierarchies are emphasized (but only when they are on top, in any other cases they’re extremelly triggerd and offended, immediatelly taking their frustrations on others). They both treat JaeWon as if he wasn't human, just some walking and talking mix of looks, money, chaebol father and position, they have an unhealthy obsession with JaeWon closely related to their low self-esteem, because honestly, their self-esteem IS dependent on JaeWon. The only difference between them is that for EunJi, JaeWon's condition doesn’t matter as long as he belongs to her as some kind of trophy and a prove of her position, while for TaeHyung, the better JaeWon is, the worse he feels - he just wants him to lose.

I can't imagine how empty JaeWon's life must have been with friends like that. I'm not surprised he's been drinking so much, and I'm not surprised how shocked he was to meet someone as different as JiHyun. And why JaeWon acted like he was starving around him, starving for pure feelings, normal human relationships, starving for a friendly attention and touch and for being treated like a human.

[f0point5]

We need a fc for Freddie ASAP, cause I feel like that will resolve so many questions about him. He for sure knows he is below her standards, so he’s trying to ruin her self esteem to get her to fuck/date him.

My mom’s friend once commented on the couple we saw on the street.

Little back story She was so fucking pretty, really put an effort into her appearance, laughing and joking.. She seemed like a really funny, someone cool you’d want to be around. He looked like he just rolled out of bed, didn’t even bother to brush his hair, clothes rumpled, grumpy, mean to her… She was so out of his league, but he had the audacity to check out other girls, IN FRONT OF HER.

Soo, of course we had to comment on it. And she said it’s probably low self esteem, lack of confidence, and that he made her believe he was better than her, and that she should be gratefull he’s even given her a chance.

I think that’s what Freddie is trying to do.

Can’t wait to learn what really happened in Monaco.

I wish her father makes an appearance, fucking destroys Holly and Lauren. Like bankrupt Holly’s agency, take over, renegotiates deal with Lando’s team. I had high hopes for Lauren, but not anymore. At first she seemed like someone who could be an ally If not a friend, but now she’s just an employee doing her job. So when times come, she’ll be treated as such.

I’m kinda afraid of what’s gonna happen in a meeting with Zak. I don’t really care about him IRL, but it’s seems like he won’t be a positive character in this.

Girlie is getting attacked from all sides, and I don’t like it. Really loved Logan detail. It does seem like people always try to connect WAGs to different drivers. Sometimes it is true, they seem to date from the same pool. LOL. But not this time, baby Logie can be a friend.

Next week, I hope we get at least some resolution, couse there are so many unanswered questions.

Btw, Lando did post much more last year, and in real time. But during summer brake, he and his friends got robbed. His friend talked about it on her tiktok. After that he started protecting his privacy better. Posting photo dumps only after he leaves the place, he even stopped posting on his .jpg account for a while.

Hahaha. Freddie will make an appearance and I don’t think he will what people expect….

Yeah guys do do that, I think nowadays they call it “negging”. It’s actually pathetic behaviour. We will see if you agree that’s what Freddie up to…

Lauren is doing her job, Sophie is doing her job, Zak is doing his job, even Holly is just doing her job. I think the problem when you’ve got so many people whose job it is to manage how another person behaves, you do get in these situations whenever you step out of line. Because at the end of the day these people can’t stop doing their jobs to take care of you. They may like you or even care about you in some abstract way but your well-being isn’t their priority. So it sucks to be in that position but from their side it also sucks, it’s like herding cats.

I do remember Lando’s friend Jennie talking about how they got robbed in Ibiza but somehow I didn’t connect that to why he stopped posting so much.

Also tbf when I compare him to Max I remember how much content I was able to get from Kelly’s insta, whereas Lando doesn’t have a gf. I remember Luisa used to share content of him and Kika has Pierre a lot on her insta. So yeah him being single is really not convenient 😂

But yeah I did not appreciate how between Kelly, his jet tracker, his redline streams, and the fact that he makes documentaries about his life, Max Private Man Verstappen actually has a lot of content out there lol

[thesevenwondersofawitch]

Watching Cult of Chucky

I'm watching Cult of Chucky and damn I feel bad for Andy (I'm watching the movies out of order (meaning the ones with Jennifer Tilly) so I have very little idea who he is)

Poor Nica 🥺 she deserves so much better

All, she and Tiffany have so much in common, they've both been electrocuted🥺

The scenery in this is so eerie and awesome 👀

I think Carlos is gonna die, but I kinda like him😔

Awwwwwww he gave her gum 🥺

The lady who's acting like she's invisible creeps me out and Nica is already nicer than me, cause I would've said no when asked if I could see her

Michael is weird, I don't trust him, and I'm guessing he's gonna do something with that gum

Oh damn, now they're having sex😭😭😭 I mean good for Nica, but I will always ship her and Tiffany 😂

Yup, Angela is creepy as hell

OH SHIT CHUCKY'S COMING FOR NICA👀👀👀

Oh shit

YOU IDIOT (THE DOCTOR) I think he's in league with Chucky

Michael is me😭😭😭 (hiding in his sweatshirt when the girl starts hugging the doll)

Madeleine is definitely gonna get killed by the doll

Nica is so nice 🥺🥺

Nica's totally wondering who she had sex with😂😂😂

Oh no, she's got a visitor 👀👀

TIFFANY!!!!

Tiffany is seizing Nica up👀

Tiffany being told she doesn't seem motherly (she's like wtf)😂😂

Tiffany's eyes when Nica asks how Alice is🥺 like for a moment she felt bad for her

NOOOOO ALICE IS DEAD?😭😭😭

Her fake tears when she realizes she's supposed to be more emotional than she is😂😂

Damn, she's really telling Nica her niece died of a broken heart, knowing full well it was Chucky (I still love her tho)

Damn Tiff😂 she really just put Chucky on Nica's lap? Nica just can't catch a break 😭😂

The way she's like 'this is so sweet' and then just leaves😂

Oh she 💯 said the good luck to Chucky

I love how when she loves someone, she loves them with her whole heart, but she absolutely deserves better 🥺

Oh noooooo not Carlos 🥺🥺

They really should have the sharps in a more secure place

The way Chucky is taken aback from Angela saying he shouldn't be afraid of her😂 he's like the AUDACITY

She moved up his list 😂😂😂😂

The thing I find so funny about Chucky is that he has no chill for bullshit or someone being stupid

Rip Angela you were a hoot

Oh damn, Andy tried to help Nica🥺

The way Nica just realized that Valentine is Tiffany 👀

Well that's terrifying (the

I love how Malcolm says to just stay positive 😂

The way he's Mark Zuckerberg 😂😂😂

Well shit, Claire is 💯 gonna die

Nica and Malcolm tried to tell you🙄(the way she believes them now)

Nooooooo Malcolm 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Dr. Foley sucks

Yeah, Claire you're gonna die

Oh thank god, Malcom is alive

OH SHIT CHUCKY'S MALCOLM NOW? SHIT

Ok that skylight is low-key awesome, and I wouldn't mind a psych stay just for that view alone lol😂😂

Awwww, Chucky's wittle running 🥺

Oh no, compressed air? (ngl I was thought that he was gonna inject her or something)

The way Andy just realized that Chucky is able to possess multiple dolls👀(it did answer my question of how Chucky is able to possess the doll and

Yeah, this doctor is 💯 in league with Chucky & Tiffany

Oh fuck no, he's been assaulting Nica? (And probably his other patients too) HELL NO ASSHOLE

Forget my previous assumptions that he was with Chucky and Tiffany

You know he's a sick dude when even Chucky is appalled

Poor Nica, she just can't win

Damn, Madeleine is nursing Chucky? 😂

TIFFANY!!! I love her sm

The way she does a little shake when she says both her names😂

I truly adore her

If I can be around you all the time, Tiffany/Jennifer, I would happily join the cult

Oh no, Madeleine's chest is bleeding 🥺

Holy shit👀 she just suffocated her child 👀(Chucky) I guess that's how she killed her real kid👀

Huh, they held a funeral for chucky

Good job Andy😂 (he wasn't being let in, so he got himself committed, honestly very smart and kinda relatable)

Well shit, he's come back from the dead👀

Dr. Foley got another doll😂😂😂 I BET ANDY HAD STUFF HIDDEN IN IT!!

Oh Madeleine, have you never see a horror movie before, you don't

Oh shit I just saw Chucky's shadow 👀

Well, I mean it's not technically suicide if she lets Chucky kill her👀

Is he ripping her tongue out? I'm so confused?

Oh, yup, he 💯 ripped that out, yuck

Ooof he left his arm in her mouth 😂

Yeah Carlos get rid of him, THROW HIM INCINERATOR

Nica's just waiting for Foley in his office 😂😂

Damn, poor girl got put in a straight jacket

FOLEY YOU FALL FOR THEM BECAUSE YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THEM AND GET OFF ON IT

You suck man, you SUCK!

What the fuck, he got her heels? Oh fuck no, he just kissed her foot YOU ARE AN ABSOLUTE ASSHOLE

Ha! She spat in his face 😂 YEAH CHUCKY! HIT HIM IN THE HEAD

I love how Chucky's both disgusted yet vaguely impressed by th absolute sickness of that guy😂

And another Chucky has awoken!

Oh shit, poor Carlos 🥺🥺🥺 poor guy didn't deserve this🥺

The short haired Chucky saying that he's never felt so alive 😂😂😂

I love how all the Chucky's immediately concede that the short haired Chucky is the one who deserves to kill Andy😂

Oooooooooooo 👀 Tiffany is totally gonna kill the guard 👀

The way she laughs when killing the guard is so endearing 🥺

Oh shit👀 so that's how Chucky possesses Nica

The way Chucky stomps all over Foley's head as revenge for Nica is low-key so sweet 🥺

Wait who'd you kill?👀 Awwwwwww poor Angela

Poor Malcom

Wow, Fiona is really KILLING IT as Chucky 😱

Ouchy Andy

I knew he hid something in the doll!!

"Think about it."

*Gun's out of bullets*

"Yeah, thinking is for losers"

Fuck, Tiffany is so hot👀

Really I love Tiffany and Nica, I don't care that they may be toxic

The way Tiffany liked having Alice around🥺🥺

I love their laughs

Like seriously Fiona deserves alllllll the awards for her performance