#we got those precious little moments back everyone😭😭😭

[misakisakuya]

JANIEL MOMENTS EVERYONE!!!!

[slytherin-princess-x]

Last day of slytherinmas 😭

My girl

Theodore nott x cheerleader!reader

Summary: you keep your relationship hidden but when a charming gryffindor captain tries to win you over, it’s not just a game of quidditch anymore it’s a game for you

A/n: it’s his pov guys and thank you for another great idea @smut-anarchy I wanna kiss your beautiful brain 💋

The sun hung high in the autumn sky, casting a warm golden hue over the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts. The excitement of the crowd buzzed in my ears, a cacophony of cheers and shouts that rose and fell like the wind. I stood on the sidelines, my heart pounding not from the thrill of the game but from a simmering anger that threatened to boil over.

Gryffindor was playing Slytherin today, and while the usual rivalry had me on edge, it wasn’t the opposing team that had me fuming. No, it was their captain, Oliver Wood. With his tousled hair and those infuriatingly charming winks he kept sending toward the Slytherin cheerleaders, my focus shifted solely to him, and more specifically, to Y/N.

Y/N was mesmerizing, even in her cheer uniform. Her laughter rang out above the rest, and every time Wood shot her a flirty wink, a knot tightened in my stomach. I couldn’t stand it. She was my girl, and I had no intention of letting anyone else think otherwise.

As I watched Wood fly around the pitch, I could feel the rage bubbling within me. He was supposed to be focused on the game, yet he was wasting precious moments trying to win Y/N’s affection rather than leading his team. I clenched my fists, my knuckles white as I considered what I would do to show him that she wasn’t interested in his charming little antics.

When Slytherin scored their first goal, I caught Y/N’s eye. She smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling with delight, but I could see the confusion lurking beneath the surface. Did she even realize how much Wood was flirting with her? I hoped not. The last thing I wanted was for her to reciprocate. My mind raced with thoughts of how to assert my claim, how to remind everyone that she was mine.

As the match continued, it became apparent that I needed to focus. I was a Beater, and my job was to protect my teammates, to ensure that we won. But my attention kept being drawn to the Gryffindor captain. The way he smiled at Y/N and winked, as if it were a game in itself.

“Focus, Nott,” Blaise shouted to me, making me force my gaze back to the pitch. I could hear the cheers from the stands, feel the adrenaline surging in the air, but it was all clouded by my growing jealousy.

The game wore on, and it seemed that Oliver was determined to keep his flirtation going. I could see him glance at Y/N every chance he got, completely ignoring the game’s flow. It only fueled my determination. I was ready to send him a message, to make him realize that he was crossing a line.

With every swing of my bat, I aimed to protect my teammates while keeping an eye on Wood. I wasn’t above playing dirty if it meant defending my territory.

“Keep your eyes on the ball, Theo!” My friend Draco’s voice broke through my haze of anger. I barely registered him; I was locked on Oliver.

Then it happened. A bludger was coming straight for Wood as he flew high above the pitch. Instinct kicked in; I swung my bat, sending the ball hurtling toward him with a calculated force. The impact was satisfying as he narrowly dodged it, but I could see the annoyance flash in his eyes. Good. Let him know I’m not here to play nice.

The match progressed, and with each passing moment, I felt the tide of the game turning in our favor. My teammates rallied, fueled by the promise of victory and the desire to defend our honor. Y/N cheered us on from the sidelines, her voice ringing clear and bright.

Finally, as the match neared its end, Slytherin secured a decisive lead. The moment came when I saw Oliver making yet another desperate attempt to impress Y/N with a flashy move. I could feel my anger boiling over, and I took one last swing of my bat, sending a bludger careening directly at him.

He dodged, but the distraction was enough. Our Seeker, Millicent, dove toward the Golden Snitch, her determination matched only by my own. She caught it, and the crowd erupted in cheers.

Slytherin had won.

As I landed on the pitch, adrenaline coursing through me, I scanned the crowd for Y/N. She was beaming, her smile lighting up my world, and in that moment, I knew I had to claim her in front of everyone. I had to show Wood and the rest of the school that she belonged to me.

I strode toward her, my heart pounding in my chest. When I reached her, the noise of the crowd faded, and it was just the two of us. Without hesitation, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her fiercely. It was a declaration, a promise, a way to stake my claim.

The crowd erupted into a mix of cheers and gasps, but I didn’t care. I could feel Y/N’s surprise melt into delight as she kissed me back, her hands tangled in my hair.

Oliver’s glare from the other side of the pitch was almost palpable, but I didn’t let it bother me. I had won the game, and more importantly, I had won her heart.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. I was Theodore Nott, the boy who defended what was his, and I had no intention of letting anyone—especially not Oliver Wood—get in my way.

Taglist: @yootvi @redeemingvillains @littlemadamred @smut-anarchy

[moonrisecoeur]

i want to put a collar on leon and call him a precious little puppy 😭

hi there <3

re2 leon is actually my puppy sorry to everyone else who likes him but unfortunately he’s mine i already adopted him :/

she/her pronouns used, afab parts mentioned.

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“you want to… what?” he’s confused. weirded out, “okay, okay, slow down. no, it’s okay, i’m not mad. i’m just… i don’t really know what to say to something like that. not every day your girlfriend tells you she wants to put a collar on you.”

“i’m sorry, i know it’s weird—”

“no, it’s not weird… okay, maybe it’s a little weird. i just don’t really understand what you get out of that.”

“do you want me to explain?” you ask, and he’s nervous. he doesn’t truly know what his answer is. on one hand, he likes doing stuff for you, likes doing the things you like so you feel good and are happy with him. he likes when you’re happy with him.

but on the other hand, he doesn’t get the whole collar thing at all. he’s never even thought about it.

“it’s not like an everyday, 24/7 thing, though some couples do that, that’s also a thing. the way i’ve thought about it would be just you… wearing it sometimes during sex. i think it’s like… it signifies possession. ownership. it’s not inherently a pet play thing, but it’s related and they go together,” you explain, and he thinks he gets where you’re coming from but honestly? the more that he thinks about it (especially since you told him it wouldn’t be something he’d have to wear in front of other people) he’s less weirded out by it.

“i.. can i think about it? and we can come back to this conversation when i have an answer for you?” he asks, and of course you say yes, appreciating that he didn’t immediately shut you down. you tell him that you already have one that would probably fit him if he ever wanted to see it, feel it before you tried it, that way he could be more comfortable with it solo before you came along.

some part of him is jealous you’ve done this before. to someone else. and you’d just give him the old one you used on them. he tries not to think too much about it.

he thinks it over over the course of two painfully awkward days. it’s not even that you were waiting for an answer, but he just couldn’t even look at you without thinking about it. he did some googling just because he felt like he didn’t really know enough to make the call. he’s never been the super kinky one, but mostly because he never really got an opportunity to explore that stuff.

after doing his research, and deciding that he actually really likes the idea, every single thought in his head became be her good puppy, wear her collar, appease her, obtain her praise, do everything she asks you to, obey her.

and suddenly, over dinner two days later, leon blurts out, face red and hands sweaty, “i want you to put the collar on me.”

you stop, looking up at him slowly. if you were drinking your water, you probably would have choked on it. he has terribly unsexy timing, “baby, can we finish eating? and then we can talk about it?”

he looks down, flustered and nods. great, now he has to live with this embarrassing moment for eternity.

afterwards, he nervously brings it up again, “so… can you?” his saving grace is that he’s terribly cute when he’s vaguely asking for stuff. you know what he wants, and while it would be cute to make him beg, you couldn’t do that to him. (yet! >.<)

you rummage through your drawers to find it. when you do, leon’s eyes widen. maybe the fact that it’s real and actually about to happen is what’s got him so nervous.

you come closer to him, standing right in front of him. he gulps nervously, gazing at you with those pretty puppy eyes that you’re surprised you made it this far without putting a collar on him.

“are you sure you want this?” you ask, “you can obviously take it off at any time and you don’t have to wear it if you suddenly decide you don’t want to or don’t like it, okay?”

“i’m sure i want this,” he says, a little bit more confidently than you expected. he trusts you.

“okay then, pretty thing,” you mutter, and he’s always weakened by those types of nicknames, pretty boy, pretty little thing, pretty baby, etc. he thinks when he hears pretty puppy leave your mouth (he knows it’s coming, god he feels giddy at the though) he’s going to die and go straight to heaven, “on your knees… where you belong.”

your voice, more raspy than usual, commands him and he is eager to follow, knees hitting the floor in an instant; it’s so fast he winces from discomfort. you wrap the collar around his neck, clasping it on the backside, and pulling the small piece of metal attached to it to the front.

“when you take this off, you can see what it says on the tag, okay?” you say softly, and he nods.

he feels a weird shift in the air, like something has changed in both of you. for himself, he feels smaller, softer, looking up at you with the same pretty puppy eyes he normally does, but it’s with an added sense of submissiveness he tends to shy away from. for you, he’s observant enough to see your smile, and also that dark, hungry look in your eyes. you like this.

he thinks he does too, especially when you run your fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp like he’s actually a dog, “precious little puppy, you’re so cute, can’t wait to ruin you entirely,” you murmur almost patronizingly, before catching yourself.

your eyes go back to being soft and kind as you ask him, “is it okay? its a comfortable fit, right?”

he nods, a resounding yes to both. for a brief moment, he wants to comfort you. he wants to say you don’t have to worry about me, just enjoy this. ravage me.

you seem to get the message somehow.

you bending down to kiss him is hotter than he imagined it being, and especially when your kisses make him feel high, like being near you is an intoxicating drug he can’t seem to recover from.

you have your pretty puppy eat your pussy like the good boy he is, and he has no complaints, even enjoying when you pull on his collar to get his attention, even if it’s in a demeaning way. you can demean him. it’s you. he’d let you rip out his heart and ache for you to hold him while he bleeds out, so why were you so nervous about putting a damn collar on him?

he finally takes off the collar when you’re done with him (though excited at the prospect of putting it back on) and wonders what else is in store for him with a girlfriend like you. he wonders if he’ll be able to keep up if you keep thrusting new things you want upon him like this. he’s fine with it, he supposes.

it’s at this point he notices what’s imprinted on the tag. he chuckles breathlessly.

♡ leon ♡

[thelov3lybookworm]

Never Meant To Be

Beron Vanserra x Reader

Summary: an elite member of the society and a poor girl from the lower part of the town are destined to never be.

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A/n: this is a beron fic. i do not in any way support abuse irl, but i wanted to rite for him. if you dont like beron, please dont read 😭

also. BIRTHDAY GIFT FIC FOR MY BELOVED @fell-in-luvs 🥹❣️

(dividers by @tsunami-of-tears <3)

anywho. enjoy!!

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Y/n paused midstep, curious eyes peering over the railing, trying to find where the sound was coming from. Hands tightened on the wooden bannister of the stairway, eyebrows furrowing. Maybe she should have brought a candle with her. The room was too dark for her to make out anything but the window in the far wall, lit up with the moonlight that spilled in, liquid and shimmery under the cover of night.

Breath escaping her lungs, Y/n descended the rest of the stairs, carefully tiptoeing so as not to wake her father sleeping on the floor above. By this point, she could recall the creaky steps from memory, and it was easy to avoid them. What she was more concerned about was bones lying around. Those sharp bones that flew around as her father butchered animals was the only thing Y/n was concerned about, really, considering she was barefoot.

Quietly, she made her way towards the window, slowly pulling open the drawer where she kept the candles. By the time her fingers wrapped around the waxy stick, her eyes had started drooping already. It hurt to keep them open, to the point she considered just returning to her room and ignoring the dripping liquid. But the area she lived in was poor, and the people here could not afford to waste resources. Water was precious, most of it being used up by the elites of the society, whatever little was left flowing down to the lower suburbs where Y/n resided with her father.

She brought out the candle, shutting her eyes tight before blinking them open again in hopes it would help her shake the fatigue that began weighing down her shoulders. Lifting her fingers to the wick was a task that seemed impossible, but she somehow managed to light the candle up. With that, she hurried towards the faucets in the kitchen, squinting. Sure enough, water dripped from the tap. A breath escaped Y/n as she reached her hand out, grabbing the handle and twisting until the water stopped dripping.

She turned, wondering if she should take the candle back to her room.

Whack.

Y/n blinked, wincing. What was that? She made her way back towards the window, peering out. As her gaze wandered out towards the street between the crowded homes, her eyes narrowed. A group of what looked like… higher up males messing around.

Scoffing, she turned away, ready to just go back to bed.

Alas, the males had other plans for her as the moment her attention flitted away, the sounds of howling and loud, obnoxious cheers reached her ears.

Pompous snobs. Rolling her eyes, Y/n decided that her father waking up because these boys who lived on their daddy’s money thought it’d be funny to be loud in the night, when everyone was sleeping, was not worth it. Her father was always so tired, and the few hours of rest he got were precious.

She yanked open the window, leaning her head out. "Hey! Shut it!"

The four males turned to look at her, their eyebrows raised. They all looked young, maybe around four hundred years old. They had expensive looking embroidered jackets on, their hair either slicked back or pulled into a ponytail.

"Oh? And what will you do if we don’t shut it?"

Jaw clenched, she studied the males. Two of them had dark hair, blue eyes, and the build of a teenage mortal. Possibly more into studying arts and literature than being a warrior. One had long, flowy blond hair, his eyes hooded and green like the skin of a toad.

That thought brought satisfaction to Y/n.

The one who looked the oldest among the fae, the one with short length auburn hair, stared straight at Y/n, no emotion on his face. The others had sneers and taunting smirks plastered on their faces, but not this one. He stood stoic, his eyes fixated.

She stared back at him for a few moments, unable to look away. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she somehow knew him. That she was supposed to know him.

But then he turned away, dismissing her. She stared at his back in bewilderment, her temper rising, sleep long forgotten.

Who did he think he was?

She wanted to call him, demanding an explanation. But that would have consequences, and neither she nor her father could afford it. Not to mention that if any of these males were a part of the high lord’s court, it would mean a death sentence or banishment.

Squeezing her eyes shut, Y/n retreated, blowing out the candle and shoving it back in its drawer before she stomped her way back to her room.

Y/n was mad because of the males behaviour, but more than that, she was mad at the fact that she was so bothered by the red headed male turning away from her, like she meant nothing. Like she was less than the dirt on the bottom of his boots.

Fuck him.

Sleep evaded Y/n for the rest of the night, her mind too busy trying to dissect her reaction to the male.

It was unusual for her. She never really cared for what people thought of her, having learned long ago not everyone would be nice to her all the time. But this male. He stayed on her mind, refusing to leave.

Morning came earlier than it should have. And with the first rays of the sun came her father’s booming voice, yelling at her to stop sleeping and to get her ass moving.

It grated on her nerves, and she had half the mind to yell back at him. But she pulled herself together, donning a simple dress. She did not help with the butchering, not really, but she did have to go out every morning to get some extra water from the creek nearby.

"Father! I am leaving!" She called out as she slid on her boots. A grunt was the only answer she got in return.

Early mornings were a precious time, for most of the people only started to leave their houses once the sun was higher in the sky. That meant that Y/n was all by herself at the creek.

Silence, cherished and peaceful, surrounded Y/n, only occasionally broken by the chirps of birds flying overhead in search of food for their younglings. The sun peeking out from behind the distant hills bathed Y/n in a soft warmth, warding off the early autumn chill. She was grateful for the sun’s loving embrace and its company as she settled down at the riverbed, the wet soil under her legs soft as she started to fill up her bucket.

Water gushed around her hand as she broke the water's current, filling up the vessel in her hand.

Crunch.

Y/n’s body locked up, her heart rising into her throat at the sound. No one should have been here. Not at this time. It was too early. Her instincts roared at her to get up, to flee. But she did neither.

She turned her head, glancing over her tensed shoulders to look for the predator that had decided to make her their prey. Because this was a predator, Y/n knew in her bones. Be it fae or animal, it was a predator.

Her eyes wandered, cautiously landing on the immaculately dressed male.

Amber eyes met her own.

Auburn hair. Amber eyes. Embroidered, expensive jacket over a silk tunic and tailored pants.

The male from the previous night stared back at Y/n, a sadistic glint in his eyes.

"Think I lost my way." He called.

Y/n narrowed her eyes. There was no way he didn’t follow her.

"What do you want?" Y/n questioned, getting her feet under herself, trying her best to not have her back facing him.

A corner of his mouth lifted. "Nothing, really." At her skeptical expression, he chuckled. "Did you have a good night of sleep last night?"

Y/n narrowed her eyes. "Is that all you came here for?"

He took a step forward, grass bending under his boots. Y/n took a step back instinctively, a lump rising in her throat. Muscles rolled and moved to try and accommodate it, but swallowing did not help as he continued to come closer.

"No. That is not all." Y/n glanced behind her, realising she stood at the very edge of the bank. One step was all it would take for her to tumble back into the water, and she’d rather be yelled at than drown in front of him.

"I wanted to make it up to you."

Y/n blinked. "I… what?"

He smirked, barely inches between them when he next spoke. "Did you not hear me the first time?"

Blood rushed to Y/n’s face. Now that he was so close, she could make out the shadow of a beard on his face, like he hadn’t shaved in days.

"I don’t understand how you are going to get me back my sleep."

His head tilted to the side, animal like. "How old are you, little fawn?"

Her chin lifted, refusing to budge under the intense gaze of the predator. "Twenty three."

The corner of his lips lifted higher, and for a moment, Y/n could not help but stare.

Eyes flitted away after a moment, realising she had been staring. "Twenty three? You’re basically a child."

Muscles rolled in her neck, then she met his eyes. "And?"

He shook his head, leaning back. "Let me make it up to you, beautiful. Meet me at the town square at sunset."

She blinked. "Why would I do that?"

He smirked. Shrugged, his jacket moving with the movement of his wide shoulders.

Then he turned, and stalked away, leaving her gaping at his back.

What just happened?

She did not have the answer to that question, but she did know she was not going.

Quickly, she composed her thoughts and set to filling up her bucket again, already dreading the scolding she would receive from her father because she took too much time to return home.

"Was he at least rich?"

Y/n froze, her fingers curling tighter into the sponge she had been rubbing against the pot. "What?"

"The male who wasted your time this morning. Was he one of the elites?"

Cold eyes turned to look at the weathered butcher, his eyes fixed on the meat he continued to whack with his knife. But Y/n knew his attention was fixed solely on Y/n and her answer.

Blowing a collected breath out of her nose, Y/n turned back to the pot she’d been scrubbing. "Maybe. How would I know?"

He scoffed. "Don’t play coy with me, girl. Do you want to keep all his riches for yourself?"

Eyes wide, she turned back to stare at him. "What do you mean by that?"

"You cannot expect me to believe your lies. A male just approached you out of nowhere, talked a little, then walked away, with no ulterior motives in mind?" Y/n simply stared at his back, and he finally dropped his knife, meeting his daughters eyes. "He obviously wanted to do something with you. He either wants to marry you, or he wants to use you for one night. Surely you can’t be that naive?"

Huffing, Y/n placed the pot back in the sink, throwing the sponge next to it and washed off her hands, trying to calm down her rising temper as she watched the soap suds vanish slowly.

"I’ll be outside."

"Go wherever you want, girl, as long as I get my share of money!"

Her eyes closed, a frustrated sigh puffing out from between her lips. Deciding that she needed more than the fresh air outside her walk, she began walking towards the town square mindlessly.

Not realising that it was almost sunset.

The square was busy, filled with males returning home from work and people who just wanted to have an early start to their nightly activities. The area was so crowded that Y/n debated turning around, but the thought vanished when she remembered why she was here in the first place.

To get away from her father. Maybe sit with some older ladies and have a chat.

"Going somewhere?"

Y/n glanced over her shoulder.

The male from the river side.

Her eyes widened, realising what time it was. He simply smirked and stalked forward, the crowd automatically parting for him. He didn’t even seem to realise that there were people around him.

"You look surprised." He mused.

Her eyes narrowed. "Maybe because I am?"

He chuckled. "You look like you’re in need of a distraction."

Y/n turned away. "Do I?"

He hummed. "I can provide a distraction."

She shot him an incredulous look. "No thank you."

She turned away, beginning to make her way through the crowd again. But… 

Maybe it would be a good idea to indulge him. At least for some time. Maybe she could even figure out why his nonchalant attitude bothered her so much.

"You know what? Humour me…"

A smirk spread across his lips, the first genuine expression Y/n had seen on him. "Beron."

Her brows furrowed. She knew she had heard that name somewhere.

There could be so many more males named Beron, She tried to reason with herself.

"Hmm. Let's see what you can do, Beron."

Being a four hundred year old heir was a hard job, one Beron excelled at. His father was a fucking monster, but at least Beron could forget about the asshole when he snuck out with the bastards who kissed his ass every chance they got. Beron knew that they did not really care for him. No, they just wanted a shiny title once Beron became high lord.

Beron never really considered himself a nice male. He knew he was going to turn out just like his father, and if he was being honest, he was fine with that fact. He had no interest in becoming a better person.

But then Y/n pushed her way into his life. Or maybe he simply dragged her in. All that mattered was her, and nothing more.

She was a shiny gem.

Beron was a dragon.

And he wanted her in his collection, no matter what it took. Beron would gladly take all the torture his father made him go through if it meant at the end of the day he would get to see her. Maybe fuck her. But she made him come alive. And for the first time in all his four hundred years of existence, Beron wondered.

Wondered what a family with her would look like. Maybe he would become a better man.

But if there was one thing Beron wasn’t, it was delusional. He knew it was all wishful thinking. She was a nobody, a poor butcher’s daughter from the lower clans of autumn court. He was destined to take over ruling the whole court. They were never meant to be.

But in the cover of night, within the safety of the four walls of his room and under his blanket, Beron let his thoughts run wild, letting himself imagine a world where his father was a better man.

Of course, his hope was dwindling down day by day.

Particularly after his run in with his father that morning.

"You summoned me?" Beron muttered, his eyes lowered in deference.

The high lord hummed. "Come in." Lungs expanding, Beron made his way to stand in front of his father. "I will save us both time and get to the point."

Beron blinked.

"The peasant girl you’re fucking. I don’t want anyone finding out."

His blood chilled, eyes flying to fix on the relaxed figure of his father. "What?"

The high lord snorted. "You think I am naive? dumb? Listen closely, Beron. You are most likely going to be chosen by the magic to be the next high lord. I don’t want you marrying a good for nothing peasant. Fuck around, sure. But if I were you, I would make sure she did not fall pregnant." He finally looked at his son. "Oh and, start preparing. I have set up a marriage for you which will be beneficial for everyone."

Nothing ever surprised Y/n. And if it did, she was good at hiding it.

It was a surprise to Y/n when Beron showed up at her house every day since then, but he was one of the elite families in the autumn court. So that meant he was never denied anything in his life, so it came as no surprise when he thought he was entitled to her time.

But what did surprise Y/n when she actually wanted to spend time with him. So she just went along with his plans, often spending time together sitting at the cliff sides, watching the sunset.

He just… pulled her in. He enchanted her, and she was grateful he did. He had bewitched her, body, mind, soul. And she never wanted to go back to what she was before he came along.

She was aware that their union was improbable. Maybe impossible. But no one could fault her for being hopeful.

The crisp autumn air swirled around Y/n as she made her way to the hut outside of the town's borders, invisible to the fae passing because of the cover of trees around it. Shivers wound up her spine, leaves crunching under her boots. She pulled the scarf around her neck tighter, already anticipating wrapping herself around her lover when she got to his secret home.

He had revealed the place to her late one evening, handing her the keys to it. Later Y/n found out he had brought the place specifically so the two of them could meet in peace.

Moments passed in silence, only broken by her steps and the movement of the trees, animals and spirits around her in the forest. She hurried on, eager to tell Beron about the kitten that had started following Y/n around the previous day, only slowing down when the wooden structure came into view.

Along with it came dread.

Why, she did not know.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, like even the wind was holding its breath.

Confusion dug its claws in, along with doubt and fear. Was Beron home?

The door creaked open, and she tiptoed inside, a resounding click echoing behind her. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness inside, she stopped breathing.

What happened here?

The whole interior of the house looked like a storm had been inside. Shards of glass, cutlery, plants, wood pieces littered the ground, a dark stain covering a small area on the opposite wall. Hell, even the dining table was upended.

Her heart slowed, then resumed its hard pace. "Beron?" The sound of the name was shrill, panic evident as she discarded the basket in her hand next to the door, running deeper. "Beron? Are you home?"

Crash.

And then silence.

The door to the bedroom was cracked open, and the closer Y/n got, she could hear heavy breathing from the other side of the wood. Steps slowed, air rushing in despite the barrier in her throat as she peeked inside.

The first thing she noticed was the blood.

A lot of blood.

Dripping from his fist as he stood there, staring at the shattered glass at his feet.

"B- Beron?"

Wild, primal eyes met hers, mad intent in them. Fear started to seep into her blood the longer she stared back at him. And if she hadn’t been watching him so intently, she would have missed his whispered words.

"I’m getting married."

Ice. So cold, so numbing, took over any other emotion in her body, overriding her senses.

"Oh," deep breath, "well. Congratulations then."

And with that, Y/n turned away, ignoring his incredulous laugh echoing through the hollow walls that surrounded her.

"Go on, run away! Everyone does."

His words followed Y/n all the way to her home, haunted her all night. That laugh, the crack in his voice, the emotions that ran rampant in his eyes. All of it kept her up. Pained her, dug its claws into her heart and ripped her apart from the inside.

It felt like someone had cut open her body and lit a fire to her organs.

And she deserved it.

She hurt all night long, the tears running down the sides of her face and back into her hair burned too, like acid. But growing up in the lower parts, she was used to ignoring all pains. That's what people did when there were things to be done.

Ignore the pains during the day, cry about it at night. But keep it all inside, don’t let anyone find out.

So when the sun’s rays broke in through her windows, she made herself get up. Got changed. Stared at herself in the mirror until she was sure there were no cracks.

And then she went about her day, ignoring the shards of her broken heart that poked at her flesh.

Just like she had ignored the shiny, golden string that tied her to Beron.

The females had been whispering. Everyone around Y/n seemed to know what was going on. She could not be quite sure what they were talking about, but from an overheard conversation between two housewives at the town square, Y/n drew the conclusion that the high lord had passed.

And the heir was going to take over soon. He was also getting married in a few hours in the sacred temple in the middle of the town, and anyone was free to come see and give their blessings. As Y/n had expected, her father jumped at the opportunity to even be breathing the same air as the elites.

Y/n knew he also wanted to go and see if he could find a male willing to pay in exchange for Y/n’s hand.

"Y/n! We will miss the wedding! Can you be any slower?"

Deep breaths. She reminded herself as she fixed her skirts, eyes fixed on the mirror. When she deemed herself fit to be presented, she turned.

Her father looked livid as he stood outside the house, and Y/n knew a tantrum was on its way. But to Y/n’s surprise, he turned and walked away, leaving her to run after him to catch up.

The air was unusually humid the closer they got to the clearing in the forest where every high lord had held important events.

It seemed like everyone had come to see the new high lord get married. Every few moments, an elbow would hit Y/n in the back, in her ribs. Anywhere, really.

It was by the time that she was sure that her skin was going to bruise that the high lord came into view.

And Y/n’s lungs turned into rock, refusing to expand to let air in.

Amber eyes surveyed the crowd, landing on hers with unnatural precision.

Eyes prickling, Y/n watched him glance at his bride, who nodded along to the priestess, before returning to her.

A silent, long moment passed. And then his eyes widened, shining with so much emotion. She had never seen him this bothered.

And finally, the empty, cold void that had been on the other side of the golden string that had laid dormant in her chest filled, light and fire filling her chest.

But Y/n turned her head away.

She was not someone he should have even talked to in the first place. She was far beneath his level. He would not forfeit his throne for her. And she could not forfeit the simplicity of her life for him.

They were simply not meant to be.

And the light that had just reached her slowly diminished, the life going eerily quiet. She knew she hurt him, but she could do nothing to fix him, even as her chest started filling with numbness, anger and resentment pouring in from the other side.

With one last glance, Y/n sprinted away, back to the little hut she shared with her father.

She would never be able to forget that look on his face. The hrd angels that seemed accentuated by the weeks worth of stubble on his jaw, the fury that seemed to age him another century.

But they were never meant to be.

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[tvgremlin]

Sydcarmy family fluff future fic pls!!! I beg!!! I love your work btw 😭

Thank you so much, I really appreciate that <3! Family Fluff was the first genre of fic I ever read back in the fanfic.net days and is still an all-time favorite of mine so I LOVED this request! The fic is under the cut <3

Baby Bear

From her place in the highchair, their daughter screams for her parents. Cecilia Berzatto, with her unruly curls and wide brown eyes, demands attention. 

Her father is the one to give it to her. Carmy scoops her up, placing her on his hip as they move around The Bear’s kitchen. 

“You got her?” Sydney calls from the office. Across from her Sugar rolls her eyes, returning to the expense reports. 

“Yeah! We’re good!” He yells back, bouncing Cecilia on his hip. The girl squeals, grabbing at the straps of her father’s apron. 

“Isn’t it a little excessive to bring her in for prep?” Sugar asks, laughing at the look that crosses Syd’s face.

“She likes being here,” She tells her, “And we like having her.”

“Fair enough.” Sugar is still smiling. She had known since she heard the news of Cecilia’s impending arrival that it would be like this. Syd and Carmy side by side in the kitchen, their child slotting in effortlessly between them. 

Cecilia even has her own set of blues. A mini apron and white onesie that Syd dressed her in for Halloween that year. A photo of her and Carmy wearing the outfits as they grin at the camera sits on the expo station. 

“What is that?” Cecilia asks from her place in her father’s arms. Her chubby hands point to a dish he had been workshopping, Duck with a blood orange jus. 

“That is duck with an orange sauce,” He tells her. His hand is on her head smoothing out her mess of curls. They are the only piece of him he hopes she inherits. 

“Yucky.” She sticks her tongue out as she says it, making him laugh. She smiles, it is all her mother’s.

“Yeah, Bear. It’s yucky.”

He presses a kiss to his daughter’s head as she giggles. She finds her nickname endlessly amusing. 

In the dining room, Richie can hear his niece laughing. He has yet to greet her, not wanting to take her from her father’s arms. 

He knows better than anyone how precious those moments are. Who is he to rob his cousin of that time?

“Can I have a snack?” Cecilia asks, beginning to squirm.

Carmy glances up at the clock, realizing it’s nearly time for her dinner and The Bear’s family meal. 

“Yeah, in fact, it’s dinner time.” She smiles, “Do you want to go get Mommy and Aunt Sugar and tell them it’s time to eat?”

She nods, her little head bobbing up and down furiously. He places her on the ground, watching as she takes off running through the kitchen. 

“Mommy, Auntie Sugar!” She yells as she comes barreling toward her mother. Sydney manages to catch her, placing her daughter in her lap.

“What is it, Bear?” she asks. Carmy appears in the doorway ahead of them, his eyes fixed on his girls. The two most important things in his life. They are all that matters. 

“It’s dinner time,” she tells her, a chubby hand clutching her mother’s braids. She is all Carmy here, serious and loving.

“Is it?” Sydney looks up at Carmy, who nods, grinning at her, “Then we should let everyone know.”

“I know it’s dinner, Bear!” Sugar tells her niece, “What are we having?”

Cecilia looks at her mother, confused. Sydney leans down, whispering an answer in her daughter’s ear.

“Spaghetti!” She confidently parrots to her aunt, “With Uncle Mikey’s sauce.”

“Wonderful,” Sugar says, willing her voice not to break. 

Sydney takes her daughter from the office and into the kitchen, calling out to the staff that it’s time for family. 

The staff files into the dining room, taking their seats as Cecilia greets each of them with a wave and a kiss. 

They place Cecilia’s high chair at the head of the table, her parents on either side of her. She is the star of the show, holding court over the crew. Richie makes her laugh, Tina calls her beautiful, Sugar showers her with praise, and Marcus sneaks her extra helpings of dessert. 

She is their light at the end of the tunnel, the sweetness for which they all pin their hope. She is all things good and worthy, and she is loved beyond belief.

[starsofang]

IM HERE IM HERE!!! My lateness can be excused by the heat exhaustion I suffered😔 Which, honestly, makes me wonder if these boys are always sunburnt? Especially Ghost, we KNOW that poor guy is paler the paper. (It’s okay Simon, me too.) Also with all that gear on how do they NOT suffers from heat exhaustion and heat stroke??

I feel like I say this every chapter but this is my favorite chapter yet😭 It’s just so heartbreakingly beautiful. You can tell they care for her so much and their just big brutes who don’t know how to show their feelings and emotions.

NOW EVERYONE LISTEN WHEN I SAY I BELIEVED IN JOHN THE ENTIRE TIME🫵🏻🫵🏻 My John Price cares too much about his crew and now reader is apart of that and he cares for her. But he’s a emotionally stunted man like the rest of crew I fear.

So. Angie. I’ve got a little bone to pick with you. Did you PURPOSELY make Ghost’s backstory so heartbreaking that I wanted to throw my phone.

AND YOU MAKING SOAP THE PEACE-MAKER WILL NEVER NOT BE INSANE. Like I love love love your take on Soap.

Gaz. My dear, precious Gaz. You weren’t really here this chapter but know you where there in spirt and in my heart <33

So! This concludes my entirely too long of a rant! Take care of yourself, don’t overwork yourself! You’re still human (even if I think you might have some superhero’s writing powers).

you’re LATE 🫵🏻 but so am i so we’re even.

i mean have you ever seen pirates? those mfs wear like 4 layers of heavy clothes and somehow are like yeah this is good. i fear 141 is just built different.

MY JOHN BELIEVER, I TOLD YALL TO HAVE FAITH IN ME AND YOU ALWAYS DID 🫵🏻 his backstory is just as heartbreaking so i hope youre prepared when the time comes <3 they all are tbh

ghost had to have a painful backstory, let’s be honest. and i didn’t even include the whole thing yet. there’s more, and it involves how him and price met as well as more graves, obviously (fuck him btw). i’m so fucking excited for it u have no idea, this man has suffered and i like writing broken men so i tried going all out with it because it’s fun ✊🏻

gaz is gonna get his special moment soon just u wait

I LOVE YOU THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT AS ALWAYS MY NUMBA 1 SUPPORTER FR ☝🏻 i got my groove back a bit with this chapter seeing how long it is so i’ma make that shit stay

[jacksonscouts]

Hey Scouts! We're wrapping up our self-rec celebration with a final fic review for @roselees's story, Blood runs thicker than water!

It was such a pleasure to read everyone's fics. If you feel moved to, I hope some Scouts join me in commenting on one or two fics from the bake sale.

Now without further ado....

This premise alone already melts my heart. Tess Lives? I love it already. Joel, Tess, and Tommy raise Ellie from the start? Holy shit, I’m hooked. I think my favorite aspect about this fic is how in-character everyone feels. I also love that Tess is southern like she was in the game. I think they made her a dirty yankee in the HBO adaption lol.

The dynamics you portrayed are beautiful. Joel and Tess can pretty much read each other’s minds and their love and trust for each other is apparent in every scene they’re together in. Joel and Tommy’s dynamic is a wonderful blend of seriousness and playfulness. Their banter made me smile so much which makes what happens later even more devastating.

All three of them and their dynamic with Ellie over the years was just precious. Watching Ellie grow up from a curious little one to a potty-mouthed kid is something I didn’t know I needed until this story. They all fiercely love that girl just like we readers do. Baby Ellie is so adorable and I’m so glad you made Tommy the main cause for her usage of curse words.

Another aspect I really enjoyed was the theme of grief for both Joel and Tess. Whenever you include introspection about their dead children it creates this haunting undertone for the scenes, even when the scenes are otherwise lighthearted. Joel and Tess’s shared grief also adds to their complex dynamic and you portray it so well. There was an interaction that’s gonna live rent free in my head where Tess mentions Sarah and apologizes with a touch and Joel nods and they didn’t have to say a word and aghhh my heart. I just adore subtle moments like that. Also, you must have a psychology degree or something because your introspective prose is so thorough. Reading this felt like being really deep in the characters' heads.

And the twist!! I LOVED how you set it up—the little hints with Ellie’s “imaginary” friend and the POV switch to Marlene where you didn’t reveal who was speaking to her over the radio—It was expertly done and so fun to see it all build up to that payoff. I’m also very angry at a certain character, though I’m sure you intended that. The moral grayness is chef’s kiss. Now there’s a nail-biting tension in the story because I have no idea if I can trust this character to make the right decision in the end.

Thank you for writing this and for making me feel like I got to hang out with some of my favorite characters again. This story is such a treat, no, a 5-course meal, because you wrote over 200k words! Like what kind of wizard are you?? Tell us your secret please and thanks. Also, congrats on working on a story for almost a year!! I can tell how much love and effort you put into this and I’m excited to see how you wrap up this little survival family’s ending.

Phrases I loved:

“Don’t you use her against me. Don’t you talk about her.” he hissed through gritted teeth.

like the sound of a crying child would be enough to send him spiralling right back to cradling her in his arms, begging her to stay with him, to just hold on until they could get her hel– (Aghhhhhchh th painnn)

Joel glared, and truth be told he was lucky he didn't have the energy to be more offended by that. (The brother banter is top tier)

it was like a part of him was dead and buried along with her, and try as he might he couldn’t scramble his way out of the grave.

he looked at Ellie and couldn't help the crushing sort of guilt strong enough to wind him, twisting his insides into knots at the sick idea that he was trying to replace her. (😭)

she bristled as though she’d been burnt, finger still curled, hovering above the trigger.

“And in English, for those of us that don’t speak doctor?” (Tommy, my beloved 😂)

[hearts-hunger]

i'm trying to write out the highlights of last night without crying and/or just giving a play by play of the entire show, but here are my thoughts about starcatcher opening night 🩷

- seeing them standing all together when the curtain dropped was earth-shattering to me. i can't even tell you the amount of joy and excitement and emotion i felt seeing them like that.

- every single song from starcatcher was ten times better live. which means that the songs i didn't like before i love now, and the songs i liked already i have now sold my soul to.

- jake's outfit had me in a chokehold. could not stop talking about how hot he looked.

- josh coming out in the LA strange horizons outfit almost killed me, and then he was singing mtm on the catwalk under that spotlight, and he looked like an actual angel. like, otherworldly.

- nash strange horizons outfit my beloved :') that was my first gvf show and it was so special to have him wear that again!!

- jake and josh playing with the spotlights and goofing around and running back and forth on stage 😭 and sammy and jake playing back and forth on the bass and guitar 😭

- when josh said “before, tonight was just a dream; tonight, it is a dream come true” he is truly the sweetest most darling most precious boy ever

- josh said they might have some mistakes with the set (as he said, “what we in the business call fuck-ups”) and they did, i thought jake looked a little pissed at one point because his guitar was out of tune hehe but they recovered smoothly and made it a great show

- heat above was like a warm hug. the very first time i heard it was live, and that was a really good time of my life when i was first getting into gvf, and being able to sing it again with josh and everyone was like coming home to a place i had really missed.

- lover leaver???? when i tell you i could not have been more shocked. we shrieked and sang the whole thing.

- the only part i didn’t love was that everybody's attention was distracted during danny's solo, because everybody was watching the b stage instead of him. he killed it, and i loved his cute little dramatic swoosh to direct our attention to the b stage.

- the b stage being like a campfire sing along, sam piano, unchained melody, danny and jake joining them, danny guitar - unparalleled. it was so intimate and lovely, like getting a glimpse into the close bond they share with each other.

- anthem and flower power are like my white whales of gvf live songs, and i can't believe i got to hear one of them. i cried. we all cried.

- danny and josh singing woyaya together was probably my favorite moment of the whole night. there was something really tender about the two of them, big brother and little brother, singing harmony to josh’s special song. now it’s danny and josh’s special song :')

- the rainbow we did for josh during light my love, and the swaying together and singing, and josh getting emotional afterwards? devastating, truly.

- shirtless josh????? need i say more

- every time jake went towards the catwalk, he smiled. he's the cutest. he was so confident and happy and just glowing with it.

- also, the archer (extended version) ????? were those new lyrics?? i couldn't make out what was singing but we were freaking out

- we were like four rows away from the catwalk, and seeing jake and danny walk by to get back to the big stage was like “oh holy fuck they're real??”

- the stars and sparkles and fireworks and just everything about the stage setup was so magical and wonderful

- “farewell for now” felt really personal, like josh really meant that they had tried hard to make it a special night for us and were so happy to share it with us, and we meant it too when we sang it back. i love farewell for now as a tour tradition song that we and the boys are singing to each other.

i'll probably think of more, but for right now, those were the high points of the show for me. it was my third gvf show and absolutely the best one so far. it really felt like i was being welcomed home, like a reminder that life is full of joy and magic and music. it really was like seeing old friends and being asked to stay and talk a while. i'm so happy just to exist in the same time as josh, jake, sam, and danny. it's such a privilege to share in the magic of their imaginations, to be invited to sing and celebrate with them, to really know that they love us and we love them. everything about this show was a love letter, from them to us and from us back to them, and i’m so thankful to have been able to share that love with them and everybody who has been seen and shown love through their music 🩷

[bomikalover]

What’s your favorite American Housewife episode? I can’t pick a favorite but I have a few fav episodes from every season.

I’ll do one a season because I love so many. And they might be less my favorite but more memorable to me (if you get what I’m saying)

⚠️SPOILERS FOR THOSE WHO HAVENT SEEN AMERICAN HOUSEWIFE!!⚠️

Season 1, is Episode 12 “Surprise!” Because it was Oliver’s bday which is already special but it was also the first episode where we actually see and meet cooper for the first time. Baby Cooliver really makes my heart warm and seeing Oliver and his dad share a moment was super sweet.

Season 2, is between episodes 17 “All Coupled Up” and episode 19 “It’s Hard To Say Goodbye.” Ep 17 showed more cooliver but also showed Gina (Oliver’s gf at the time) and how Gina was making Oliver someone he isn’t. It gave us some lovely Cooper and Katie moments and it was when Anna-Kat made it “official” with Franklin. Plus we got some Trip and Taylor too so all together a jam packed episode. Ep 19 was when Spencer passed on and we got to see a more emotional Oliver and a more caring Katie. Katie and Oliver’s relationship is very complex as they have the most distant relationship out of all the Otto kids imo and this really showcased how much she truly cares about Oliver and his emotions.

Season 3, is also between 2 episodes. Ep 13 “Mo Money, Mo Problems” and Ep 23 “A Mom’s Parade.” Ep 13, was a fav for me since we saw Katie and Greg get some alone time but we also saw Cooliver and got some Taylor being a great big sis to Oliver so all in all a good episode. Ep 23 is good because I love music and musicals lol. I literally have all the songs on my Spotify playlist, “You Can Do You” is a certified bop. Katie’s voice was amazing and i honestly wished for a 2 hour musical special after that 😂

Season 4, is between 4 episodes (I literally can’t pick one 😭) Ep 6 “ Girls night out”, Ep 14 “A very English scandal”, Episode 19 “Vacation!”, and Episode 20 “Prom.” I liked ep 6 since we saw Cooper and Trip basically become permanent members of the family and the adorable scene of them recreating the picture will also be in the back of my mind. Ep 14 was when Oliver “came out” lol and we got see to see Oliver be who he truly wants to be (he just doesn’t realize it yet) and I loved how everyone thought it made sense and that Cooper was his boyfriend 😂. Plus the love story between Greg and Viv made my heart happy. Ep 19 was a breath of fresh air as it was actually shot outside and in LA which was nice. We got a Cooliver side storyline which ended in them agreeing that with Oliver’s family and Cooper’s money that they work perfectly together which made me so happy. Anna-Kat and Taylor had some bonding going on and I love to see it. Episode 20 was great, I’ll always love a prom/dance episode. I was sad that Oliver went to prom with the teen help line girl and not Cooper (especially since the teen help line girl ignores him next season 🙄.) but the little dance scene at the end was cut and that was the last episode with OG Anna-Kat 😭.

Season 5, is Ep 1 “Graduation”, Ep 3 “Coupling”, and Ep 4 “Homeschool Sweet Homeschool.” Ep 1 was great as we say Taylor graduated but we also saw that Cooper was moving away. Oliver was so sad and lost that entire episode at the thought of loosing his Cooper. But it made me so happy that Oliver had a heart to heart with Katie and in the end Cooper moved in with Oliver and the family. Ep 3, was so full of Cooper and Oliver acting like an old married couple and I loved it. Katie and Greg even joked about making them a sex basket like they gave Trip and Taylor. (Side note: I love how supportive Greg and Katie are of Oliver’s sexuality. LGBTQ+ or not, they love their son and just want him happy 🫶🏾.) Ep 4, once again full of Cooliver moving in together and having those married couple vibes.

Basically anything with Cooliver I loved which was a lot of episodes lol. Trip and Anna-Kat’s relationship was so precious to me as he was a second older brother to her and it warmed my heart. But anyway tysmmmm for asking me stuff and don’t be shy to ask more. 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

[takenbypeter]

my review of guardians of the galaxy vol 3 that nobody asked for

⚠️ SPOILERS AHEAD ⚠️

Can i just say amazing amazing movie!!! It was weird tho because I did cry alot but I still don’t think i cried as much as i did when Yondu died I think its cuz there was alot of people in the theater so I was trying to hold back, either way tears still fell. This movie had a lot of body gore, like I knew Rocket ripped off his face but i did not expect to see it, (I lit had to cover my eyes for that part cuz nasty). And the part were Peter cut out that guy’s headpiece and then the monkey ripping the lady’s face, like some parts i felt were unnecessary, or rather they didn’t have to show it for so long but go off I guess 😂 Anyways I went into the theater expecting to like Quill more but actually I ended up liking everyone else more, I already liked quill ofc but idk seeing everyone interact with each other just made me happy, it was like seeing a family together and then the endinggggg they broke my family up 😭 but its good they get to do their own thing. Drax is a father again!!! MY HEART! Ugh and Mantis I honestly did not want them to split those two up because those two are my favorite together. I appreciated Adam Warlock’s parts they were pretty amusing but like doesn’t he still got some fam back at home, or the colony? Ughhh I was a mess when Rocket was seeing the light and he was like im ready to go and Lylla was like not yet! Yo the scream that Rocket gave when they died, chills. Also I love floor so cuteeeeee, she has my heart, i want a white bunny now. When Nebula, Drax, and Mantis were arguing and he seemed upset that Mantis thought he was stupid, I think that shows how highly he thinks of her opinions of him, because he doesn’t seem too upset when others call him that but when Mantis called him that it seemed to hit him, and the fact that mantis made him forget made me wonder how many times shes done that to him, had to make him forget so he’d just remain the happy funny man. When I was rewatching the second one I was thinking about Peter’s grandpa because he lost his own daughter and grandson in the same day so I appreciate how we revisited that, and my sister pointed out to me that the newspaper Quill is reading is about Kevin Bacon talking about being abducted by aliens so that’s a funny little detail. Back to Drax and Mantis I appreciate how we got to see there serious side, or more cooperating? (Idk if that’s the word i want to use) in this, because we’ve seen plenty of their silly sides so this was a nice little thing, and omg his metaphors/analogies that scene is a fave. I also appreciated how when they found out Rocket was alive Nebula was crying, we can see how much she cares for her friends she just doesn’t have the words but Mantis took over to express for her and I really liked that scene. It was really nice seeing how much Nebula has come to care for everyone, like the scene with Peter in the beginning. Okay now for Gamora — ughhhh I hate hate what’s happening with her and not just her and peter, that is terrible, but when i was rewatching the other guardians i kept noticing moments between her and Groot and the way she always protected him, and it all just sucks and I wish there was a way for her to get those memories back. And when se went back to the ravagers at the end she was grinning and happy and that made me so upset but it is what it is. Another random take that doesn’t have to do with this vol in particular but every time I see Groot i get sad because I don’t know about y’all but I love OG Groot. Don’t get me wrong i love now Groot, and we know its not the same Groot. But the other Groot was very caring, constantly thinking of others, like he seemed very sweet whereas this one is still young he seems immature which is fine because like i said they’re diff but OG just has a special place in my heart so im always sad when i think about him. Omg the little Yondu cameo was so precious, you go Kraglin! I know I said I might start writing for Quill but i don’t think that’s going to happen, frankly I think I really like Warlock after this 😂 but im not gonna write for him. That’s all i got

[m1ckeyb3rry]

A

LMAO we only accept non basic exceptionalism as coined by Karasu but if reader had an espeon and got eevees with otoya imagine how much worse the tweak out would be when otoya gets a sylveon LMAOOO reader gets espeon first and hes like oh yeah seal the deal im def getting an umbreon now gotta have the power duo and then bam sylveon

Omg wait hioris nidoqueen just becoming an honorary member of reader and co solely because of it getting along with nidoking and garchomp waitttttt imagine a side story where they get stuck in like some electric type situation (im thinking like the ferroseed issue in the bw anime) and they have to rely on their only ground types (iirc those are the only three then but I could be wrong but ykwim) actually i always found those episodes interesting where they get stuck and are limited to a certain pokemon (bonus points if the character didn’t originally get along with that one LMAO)

LMAO wait that lowk also makes more sense I feel like a deino would harder to catch than phanpy waittt illegal pokemon abuse ring arc that would go hard

LUKEWARM DONUT thats so random im crying i almost forgot about the whole “team x thinks she’s one of them” thing im ngl it kinda makes me laugh like ofc those team organizations are usually huge but i just imagine it like you don’t even know your own co workers LMFAOO

WAIT ATOPPP THATD BE SUCH A CUTE EPISODE zooming in on little Polaroid snippets of precious moments

LMAOO no because I read that fic like “okay so where’s part two with justice for Karasu….”

SHSHSHSB OAEU BAROU WAS SOOOOOOOOO GOOD I actually had such a fun time reading it as usual can’t wait for what you cook up next!!

I’m fr waiting for s2 to spread the tabieita agenda given that there’s a good amount of focus on them in the first third selection match in very hopeful LOL

LMAOO I originally thought of pursuit being another Nagi marker for you (and hopefully it’ll still be one) but itd be kinda comical if people ended up associating it with Barou instead HSGSHS but once it’s actually written it’ll probably be more Nagi since hes, yk actually ALIVE and we see him a lot more than Barou

Professor aiku is gonna be so funny LMAOO like when he locks in people are like “wait you actually have a brain I thought you were just a Prof for memes and chicks” it’s crazy how we now have prequel main series and sequel cast developed LMAO

You probably already saw my commentary in your inbox by this point EDIT: I just saw the response gonna go read that now but OOOOH excited either way do you have anything particular in mind?

Also unrelated but have you seen the latest jjk chapter I lowk don’t remember like half the characters but yk it’s fine

- Karasu anon

THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT I WAS THINKING LMAOAOA like otoya sees the espeon and he’s like YUP we’re set time to lock in i just KNOW i’m getting an umbreon it’s basically fate and then he in fact does not 😭 but agreed karasu said it best there’s no time to be mediocre/average when we can have fun cool slightly unusual pokémon (not that reader’s team is super off the beaten path anymore but still i feel like hydreigon is def a bit of a rarer pick than garchomp for example would be)

yes nidoking and garchomp are the only ground types w reader and co!! actually mc trio doesn’t have any either the only other ground types are barou’s krookodile, hiori’s nidoqueen, and yukimiya’s steelix 🧐 imagine we get a yukimiya comeback just for that arc LMAOO like they’re struggling nidoking is carrying everyone on his back and then all of a sudden yuki pulls up like “need a ride 🤩⁉️” and everyone piles onto his giant snake HAHAHA

agreed i think her deino will be very stubborn esp at first (houndour beats it up while it’s still young so it listens better once it’s older) so it makes sense that it refused to be caught plus phanpy being more common means reader probably wouldn’t care as much like if she misses she misses but deino she NEEDS to have (or maybe deino is about to destroy their campsite so the only option she has is capturing it since houndour is off helping karasu collect firewood) the pokémon abuse ring is def an interesting arc i’m looking forward to it!! basically otoya is so rizzful that the nurse joy is like “look the police/government aren’t doing anything about this but you guys are trainers can you investigate” (as more hints towards the government’s corruption…maybe they’re being paid off by the leaders of the ring??) and otoya immediately agrees (even though he and reader literally have one pokémon each since deino’s still healing at that point and karasu + tullia are busy elsewhere) so then he and reader go undercover and end up busting the ring and exposing them before sending them to jail (this could also make them automatic opps of the government since they’re clearly unruly/difficult to control)

LMAOO no because team x grunts fr see the houndour and they’re like yup okay she’s one of us even though there’s zero other evidence that she is?? but maybe the houndour line is rare due to their bad reputation and association w team x so they weren’t entirely wrong in assuming that

bro once again pokémon studios needs to hire me IMMEDIATELY i could make such a good series like literally just animate pursuit atp it would be fire…speaking of side stories idk if you remember the pursuit graphic so i’ll add it down below

i was thinking like for the side stories i’ll replace the houndoom with the character’s signature pokémon/starter?? so for a karasu side story it would garchomp, for otoya it would sylveon, hiori’s is kingdra or maybe nidoqueen, tullia’s is infernape, isagi’s is stoutland, etc etc i think it would be a fun way to differentiate the side story chapters from the main ones!!

no fr i was like ok so can we leave otoya and get w karasu now?? please??? i don’t want eita he’ll CHEAT on me GIVE ME KARASU NEOWWWWW and then i just wrote a bunch of karasu one shots myself JFJDKS

i actually feel like rather than barou people might associate it with KARASU since he’s the most present male in reader’s life during the story (at least before nagi starts locking in) and they’re super super close and as we know people have a hard time differentiating between platonic/familial and romantic love 😓 imagine everyone’s like “why didn’t she end up with karasu they’re obviously in love” HE’S A PARALLEL TO HER BROTHERRR (technically cousin but for emotional closeness’s sake barou’s her brother) COME ON NOW YES THEY LOVE EACH OTHER VERY MUCH NO IT IS NOT ROMANTIC anyways…

PLS pursuit universe is so deep and extensive we fr have every era defined…no because aiku as a professor cracks me up he definitely is the professor that gets stuck without a pokémon and the trainer character has to pick a pokémon at random to save him (maybe this is how niko meets him LMAOOO) to be fair bro IS doing a thesis like he is quite smart he’s also just goofy (very brock coded)

i’m very undecided what to release next…i’m getting lots of sweet comments abt the barou version of the oaeu so maybe i should just stick with that?? or maybe old requests?? or my 1k event?? smth else entirely?? it will be a surprise just whatever i’m inspired for when i sit down w my ipad to write ig 😭

i did see it!! i am…uh…a little lost tbh it felt very random once again like nothing of particular note actually happened 😰 and now the trio is just going on a mission?? but this wednesday is the last chapter so for better or worse things will be over then!! maybe it’ll make more sense afterwards 😭 lowkey i can’t believe it’ll be over in three-ish days that’s kind of insane to think abt…definitely the end of an era

[valleynix]

GHOSTIE HERE! i just finished ch12 . and AAHHUGHH😭😭😭😭

im SO proud of dani for coming out of her comfort zone a little around reader, i got a bit nervous when she bit them but im proud of reader too!!

and ooohh... the convo with lady d... i feel like she rehearsed what she was going to say with herself before approaching reader- or at least some of those thoughts are what she thought of them Before she realized they werent really a threat. kinda. IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN. but goddamn did those words hurt. AND OMG? READERS WINGS? as soon as they popped out i INSTANTLY knew why lady d was tryna piss them off. and it worked 🥲🥲

tbh having wings is SUCH a big dream of mine especially growing up, idk how to decribe it but when you described how the dimitrescus would tease and rub and scritch their wings i FELT the back tingles go almost up the back of my neck and down my spine 😭 PLEASE I KNOW THAT SOUNDS WEIRD i just needed to tell yall KEORJRBEK

anyways. LOVE IT AF IM GONNA START 13 NOW!

YIPPEE!!!!!!

we love and support Daniela here. precious little firefly that she is. she’s so soft and so caring and augh

she definitely did 😭 i get what you’re saying! she was intentionally trying to piss them off despite her bluffs because she wanted more information, and unfortunately, she knows how to get it from them. when she was first “reborn”, something similar happened to her; her claws would often come out during higher moments of emotional stress and she wondered if she could do the same to Reader to see what they really were

(it backfired. kind of)

i dunno, she’s aware they’re not really a threat but she also knows they can be incredibly dangerous if given the chance to be :3

I FEEL THAT. i love that i’ve given Reader wings. not only do they look cool, but i also get to describe them and how everyone loves them. augh it’s just very interesting to write about!

IM GLAD YOU’RE STILL ENJOYING!! reading these makes me so happy :D <3

[hardfeeling505]

All about her

This story is about my experience became friend with someone i accidentally met on random tiktok live and i asking her to be FRIEND MOOTS

her nickname idk, i just call her M, she is the oldest child, from what i see she is a very good big sis to her younger sis(her sister is so lucky to have u M).height 5'4 feet in cm its like 162.56 (she told me how else i know😐)born on September something 2005. I thought i'm going to jail man😐 but i born on 2001 so it okay, thanks God for that✊ (im a little bit cooked tbh i'm on a thin ice right back there😔) she a Filipino Canadian Girl, raised in Alberta , Edmonton , Canada. It take about 24hr 45 min flight from my place. One day i hope for to meeting her in person😤,even though i know its not gonna happen(just me being delulu).

Actually, i want to witness the flower bloom in spring with my own eyes + Also meeting my buddy. She told me her province is known for Grand Prairie’s and stuff, it's like a full green land and have so many lake ,as i recall there also a moutain (6 hours ride from her home) bcs she told me that there is so many wild flower will bloom when it spring season. I bet the view is so beautiful, you know nature and beautiful, a word that can't be separated, and yes always beautiful + watching with her? Bro!! i gotta prepare insulin injection bcs i might got sick from all those sweet moment with her

(🗣️📢🔥🔥🔥this is not a pickup line).

Other thing about her.She is one of the lactose intolerant victim , can't drink or eat anything contain dairy stuff ,only almond milk. She told me she can't eat corndog ,poor her.😭 Bro!! i eat corndog like i cant even count how much i eat.When she say that , i wish i can give her a hug but must keep it halal (yes i'm a muslim). Furthermore, i like like like it when she go suddenly share random fact about her ,one example of it "i hate energy drink" and "im just got choke from reading your comment bro" , she so random Bro that is one of her charm and i loving it (as a buddy ofc)

And one moment, my dumbass go tell her to try drink banana milk, After re-read my chat i go Oof what have i done😐. I genuinely want to kick myself for that I'm so sorry M forgive me please i think i half asleep at that moment not thinking straight. 🙏 (im doom can't think of any better excuses Help😔)

Also the so CUTE impression of her i can't hold myself to tease her😭(im cooked). SO STRONG INFJ VIBE FR. There is one morning we chatting about breakfast , she say she making a toast bread, I ask her "M you eating the bread with what? peanut butter?" and she answer "i eat it with banana and something" , then i say "i like banana too" for real i like banana💯. Then, i saw my opportunity to tease her and i took it😭, i start with asking her "u know what i like too?" ,she reply "what?" , it might seem crazy what gonna say, i with my full consciousness say " i like strawberry jam, strawbewwy jam is so✨✨" , and she reply with "Oooh" then "okay". I feel like a bad guy at that moment but man she so cute i cant resist it I am so sorry M forgive me🙏😔. (i want to do it again frfr)

She going into Nursing then paramedics like ambulance people, praying for her to achieve her dream, Amin .Please God give her All the strength she need bcs im so far away from her🤲.(Proud for her Bro as buddy ofc).She enjoy work out so much (i like it too💯), consider it her hobby for now.She like to say LOL a lot i know everyone does but her LOL is different for me (dont attack me).

One more thing i like about her is her habits to explain to me about something until i truly understand, her effort Bro!!. (she like to express her feeling by put it all in her writing). I swear i will like and always read everything she wrote man like i feel like my eyes and brain (my whole life existance) is created by god to read her essay man, to listen to her. I literally crying right now while writing this. thank god i not writing this on paper man.She so precious to me Bro!!! like very unreal to me and i dont deserve to get to know her, to good to be true.

(Pls read this one paragraph below while listen to Everygreen by Richy Mitch & The Coal Miners trust me)

one moment , i talk to her about snow (we like to talk about random stuff) anyways it go like this i ask " M, is it spring there?" she answer "it still winter season " , after that i told her "i like winter but i like to see flower bloom in spring more" , and she start telling me all of her life experience living in 4 season, after that we caught in deep talk moment it for like forever for me (it feel long for me) It so beautiful man talking to her, its healing me. Then the sentence hit me.I dont want to lose her as a buddy ofc(she already on a somewhat relationship).

- her Twice bias is dahyun meanwhile mine is sana

- her Aespa bias is karina(same as me)

- her Nmixx bias is lily(same twice) Do you see there is a sign here.

Finally we are here thank for staying with me on this journey,The Main Topic is her MBTI😤

A Beautiful yet So Soft INFJ personality ,i have so much interest in this mbti man,you know this type of mbti is so rare. I am shooketh yes my jaw drop ahh so cringe but it is frfr when she told me her mbti i am so shock Lol, i never found this type before all of my friend male/ female is always started with E and end with J or some case started with I and end with P, what i want to say is it so weird to me this type of MBTI INFJ. It so UNIQUE thats the word .Don't want to be so hype talking to her so i tried to cover with "oh idk u were an I" meanwhile me talking to myself ofc she an I you dummy she like nature and stuff also she admire cat ☝️😃 Also it her fav animal. (i bet you 100 dollar she will pat every cat she bypass)

About her song taste is interesting .Quite similar to me or just the same genre?🤔 As expected from her MBTI type. Her fav song is My Love Mine All Mine by Mitski (this song is PERFECT just like her)😤 *i want to cry again bro. She has 39K+ minutes streaming on spotify for this song ALONE (she told me). JUST FOR 39k MINUTES ??? THE SONG IS IN YOUR BLOOD GIRL FRFR . It Mother Mitski song never ever doubted her song✊). One statement from M. "I actually have 209k minutes of listening to music on Spotify😌"

I want to ask her ig so bad Bro!!! or anything that can i use to reach/contact her others from tiktok. i can't use my sticker that the main reason, all my hilarious meme collection relatable go to waste and also i'm a coward.

Something i truly get hurt from is the fact she have anxiety/panic attack(she frequently got stomachache).I really want to know how to pleasant or calming her, tbh i try search and read many article about anxiety, unfortunately ,i don't find any effective ways just some drinking water and stuff like that😔. Even though i suffer from same thing but i too don't know any tips.Maybe try go to therapy session like me once a week?(its not working for me my therapist just want my money i know it not that right Mr Lim? you scammer he is chinese).Article nowadays is unhelpful.

I think i just like her personality or am i? or im just too easy to catching feeling (maybe its true). It just a phase i guess i will get over it😌

Sorry i forgot to put her Newjeans bias(her ultimate Gir Group). Her bias is Kang Kaerin😸 , i agree with her Kang Haerin is so cute but She more cuter to me ahh i wish i could tell her this, what a coward i am. Ofc bcs they share the same Mbti INFJ (she like her so much, i bet her photo album of Kang Haerin is more than 500+ pic). Her bias wrecker is Danielle🐶(my bias), YES if you notice there is pattern here.If you a Bunnies, DaeRin Friendship you will get it what i mean. Also i make a Favorite Collection on my tiktok profile for her, I know i know, it nothing but i should do something for her. The Title "For Her , yep U" . I remember creating it 3 day after meet her, and ofc as buddy nothing personal. My tiktok name is Newjeans Haerin (cactus name)🥕 on her Jean'Zine solo vlog.

Btw I'm an INFP My MBTI ,funny right?

About my MBTI there is story too🤟.

Before the covid, i take the MBTI test between 2018-2019 i'm still in college back then and My first MBTI test result is ENFP. Fyi, i'm quite not shy person. Main reason, 2nd child curse?. i believe this is so true My family always ignore me frfr😭 but i know deep down of their heart they still care or maybe bcs“ i'm annoying "ahh kinda kid back then, I like hugging them, its that wrong?😃 that not a crime and i am still kid. I think clingy is the word😌🤟.Don't blame me, since birth i'm like this (im cooked)

After Covid, between 2023 year i retake the test the reason is i notice that my social skill is gone ,maybe bcs im live alone. Literally, It was like i scare to talk , i'm worry that someone will judge me when i approach them. I hate anxiety bro!! My condition is so bad at some point i can't breath normally , it like my chest is so full, i took various antistress pill(i stop taking them now) this entire pain after years not talking much to someone, only my cat Lol, i love my cat he so cute like frfr😭 his name is kuromi. he a black cat with yellow eye + he like hugging me,he is the only creature that like back when i hug😭 the other half of me. About friend i have friends so many friends but i don't usually contact them by phone or online its just me, i prefer go meet them , stop by for a drink like that , Face to face Obviously before covid what harm can happen to you by doing outdoor activity?get hit by car? actually that is harmful.Super harmful actually, really what the dangerous thing could happen to you? got sick from fever? Back then even social anxiety scare to me😔. Yeah i know what u thinking My friend when don't like the idea i want to hug them too , that not a new things to me i'm just joking 😔(im not).Frfr i have so many friends. It so easy to make friends Bro!! like just go talking to someone new i don't see any problem at all . It just 2 human talking like .

you=>🧍🏻talking🧍🏻<=me

Agree with me Dangerous Virus is just a myth before covid-19 exist, its like a movie title Bro so dumb. Just a small dumb virus ruining my life.

Continue my story about mbti test , i retake it, the result come out, and i got the INFP BRO!!☹️ as expected ,yeah the E is gone. Untill now i still not retake the test but im 💯 sure the E is back bcs starting this year at my workplace i slowly not slowly tbh Lol, easily can approach people now bro like frfr, i think i enjoy talking to people back , i like listen to them. i know what u think the hugging thing i can control it now.Bro i'm a grownass man now😭 (i still like hugging but not other gender keep stay halal). Maybe i should consider retake the test again this year🤔.Overall For who reading this now.Thank You Very Much For spend your time reading my yapping essay about someone who already i lost contact with. My conclusion is, Heals Really Take Time FRFR,you just has to trust the process.

#MBTI#Healing#infj#enfp#infp#Mitski#yapping#shortstory#fantasy#humor#frfr#halal#anxiety#covid#imcooked#haerin#danielle#newjeans#nmixx#lily#aespa#karina#twice#dahyun#sana#spotify#🥕#feeling#tiktok#tiktoklive#canada#alberta#edmonton

side note : i type all this while listen to her fav song on loop, I'm not good at writing essay unlike her, sorry for all grammatical error or miss place, word conjunction. Thanks all for the memory M. Hope ur doing Great Now.

[ishikawayukis]

y gracias por dejarme spamear mis reacciones es que necesito hablar de esto🫂JAJAJAJAJ

BELLE SANJI TRYING TO STOP HIM DAMMIT!!!! Es que yo me ponía a llorar por Zoro pero después por Sanji y después por los dos JAJAJAJ pero si esa escena, todo ese suceso fue increíble LIKE el hecho que tampoco le dijeron a nadie!! Me parece una falta de respeto si alguien no mira Thriller Back that ending was way too powerful y fundamental para la relación de Zoro y Sanji (in my humble opinion)

Y hablando de todo un poco NO PUEDO CREER QUE HAY ALGUIEN QUE SE VE COMO EL POSTER DE SANJI JAJAJAJAJA y la reaparición de Hachi? That was wild pero aprecio el desglose de personaje he’s so silly and actually very precious<3 And I know this is “just an anime” pero la variedad de temáticas que se muestran/discuten siempre me parece interesante, si vine a reírme y todo but I do appreciate the story wants to get certain messages and points across or at least make people think about it

Y lloro Belle, lloro a mares JAJAJAJA es que no puedo, yo sé que todos van a tener que sobrevivir porque mil y algo de episodios and they’re still there pero 😭😭😭 ver a Luffy viendo cómo toda su tripulación desaparece UNO A UNO y no poder hacer nada *punches air* I want to cry just recalling that scene LMAO horrible porque me hizo llorar pero que increíble escena ES QUE TANTO SUCEDE EN ESE MOMENTO que simplemente lo vuelve más emocionalmente cargado

ALSO NOT THE MUSHROOM SCENE AT THE WATERFALL AND THE PRISON ONE JAJAJAJAJAJAJA SI ME MATÉ DE LA RISA me alegra que pongan este arc de por medio porque yo había quedado traumada and I needed the comedic relief. Y no apruebo la diferencia de edad + Luffy is a minor pero Boa me da un poco de risa porque me recuerda a tanto meme de ser iluso/delulu JAJAJAJA

And I knew Oda would make me cry with Ace y me da una mala espina todo esto que yo siento que voy a volver a traumarme pero quiero creer que al menos Luffy lo va a poder ver o salvar de esta aunque después suceda otra cosa JAJAJAJAJA I’m just this close 🤏🏽 to losing it all y aún no veo dónde terminaron los demás y yo ya quiero saber a dónde me los mandó Kuma porque a este punto siento que los dejó dónde el diablo perdió sus chanclas😭 JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA

ay pero yo feliz en serio pq también me de una excusa a mi pa poder seguir hablando AJAJAJ

sanji stopping those two dudes from telling everyone lives rent free in my mind because he gets it!!! he gets zoro so much and he knows he didn't do it to get praised or anything he did it because he thought it was his duty and mAAAAAAAAN i fucking love their we hate eachother but also understand eachother the most dynamic i'm a little insane about them LMAO

cuando vi el primer poster de sanji literal tuve q googlear si oda lo odiaba pq wtf is that man LMAO y el hecho q después lo hizo parte de la trama? oda tu cerebro es tan grande AJAJAJ no pero eso es lo q más me gusta de one piece pq la gente lo puede intentar de negar todo lo q quiera pero es terrible político pero no se toma ningún tema a la ligera. when luffy punched that fucking asshole in the face literally best moment in one piece by far nothing is ever gonna top that

no pero weooooooooooooooon, when i got to that part i was in Shambles because they were all trying so hard to save eachother and they couldn't do anything but watch how they all disappeared in front of their eyes. it's just so well done and so painful

i'm constantly side eyeing boa ngl LMAO i get why she fell for luffy like it makes sense and honestly it's fucking hilarious when she goes full delulu mode and luffy is just like *sticking a finger up his nose*. funny dynamic wish it wasn't an 11 year difference LMAO

no diré nada pq spoilers pero los lugares q kuma los deja son 10/10 para cada uno de ellos, trágicos pero demasiado necesarios esperaré con ansias tu mensaje cuando llegues a esa parte ajajaj

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 89

Free To Be You and Me

The weather is starting to get a little crazy like it did last weekend when my power was threatening to go out, so noon is the perfect time to watch…will it kill my previously functioning executives? Probably

“Free To Be You and Me”

Plot Description: Not sure he trusts himself anymore, Sam gives up hunting. Meanwhile, Dean teams up with Castiel to find the Archangel Raphael

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: No one died

I could never be a Sam girlie but I will say I understand him in this moment. I can’t decide if he means “I won’t make the mistakes that cost me everyone I’ve loved again” or “I won’t be close enough to anyone ever again so the prospect of their death can’t be used against me. If I have no ties to anyone, no one can get hurt because of me”

Couldn’t he have just become the new Ash? Not that Ash is replaceable, he most certainly isn’t, but he could have gone with Ellen and Jo and been their research guy, their “i’ll figure out the omens so other hunters can go hunt” guy.

This montage of Dean hunting and Sam bartending…I hate seeing them apart

CAS STANDS SO. CLOSE. TO HIM. PLEEEEASE

“Me and Sam are taking separate vacations for a while” because he knows Sam WILL come back. 😭😭😭

Castiel, I love you so much, but this feels like a bad plan. You’re going to go find the ARCHANGEL who HAD ALREADY KILLED YOU ONCE and…and somehow trap and interrogate him? Babes, please

“I need your help because you’re the only one who will help me” should go in the canon of gut wrenching ship lines with the likes of “who did this to you?” and “I didn’t know where else to go”

And to have “whoa! whoa! Last time you zapped me some place, I didn’t poop for a week” follow it barely seconds later….*gestures grandly* Supernatural.

See? He can’t help but see the omens. I mean, they ARE all over the place because it IS the APOCALYPSE (how fortunate to be watching apocalyptic episodes on the 10th anniversary of the Mishapocalypse)

You didn’t teach him how to hold the fake FBI badge?? Bestie, what the fuck did you DO on the car ride there?? Not ONE lesson on how to be human? How to pass for an FBI agent?? Come on…

Ohhh. Oh Cas…oh no, Dean, where are you taking my precious angel on his last night on earth??

Those hunters aren’t coming back, are they??

Oh so Sam DID mean the “not forming any more ties to people” way while Dean is still fully expecting him back at some point. I hate this show (affectionate)

“This is a den of iniquity. I should not be here.” I love him.

Sometimes I hate the writers, and sometimes they send Cas to….I genuinely can’t tell what this location actually is (strip club but like high end? Brothel of dome type? I am VERY VERY ACE) and meet a woman doing sex work going by the name Chastity.

Aaaaaand the writers ruined it again…ooooo women in sex work having daddy issues. It’s cliche af

This girl doesn’t know Sam broke the last seal that kickstarted the apocalypse

Dean…stop antagonizing the archangel. Just because he don’t kill you because you’re Michael’s vessel

Yeah……I knew at least one of those hunters was gonna eat it. Gruesomely.

“You remember the 20th century. You think the 21st is going any better?” Raph’s got a point from where I’m sitting in 2023

Is there ANYONE ON THIS SHOW WHO DOESNT HAVE DADDY ISSUES? And yes. I AM talking about Raphael here

Bet Lindsey is regretting wanting to know Sam’s life story now…

Her little gasp! Like she’s never seen a bar fight! Girl, please!!

Dean continuing to call an archangel a ninja turtle is so funny

Ouch! “I’ve had more fun with you in the past 24 hours than I’ve had with Sam in years. And you’re not that much fun” Dean said a burn on both of you

The Deanificatiom of Touya/the Touyafication of Dean agenda continues…

Stop taking away Sam’s hope, dream/ghost Jess!!! Oh…you know, when I saw mark’s name in the credit but then there’s only like 2 minutes left. Yeah, that’s the devil talking, Sammy. Literally

And now we get the drop that Sam is Lucifer’s true vessel.

“Been On My Mind…”: I mean, Lindsey was throwing herself pretty hard at Sam, but he wasn’t biting. 7?

[merowkittie]

More Jole x blackfem!reader please!!

OH BABY I GOT YOU! <3

This is based on the end of TLOU 1 and start of 2 ! (Will not be 100% accurate) sorry it’s so late 😭

Talk It Out — Joel Miller

Ever since what happened with the fireflies and Joel deciding to save Ellie instead of getting a cure, the two were never the same again.

Hell, Ellie was mad at you too, but you patched it up as best as you could. Ellie understood you were just following Joel, but she still knew you were a big part in it too.

Now, you were sitting in your shared bed with Joel between your legs and his head on your stomach. He’s been asking you for advice on how to get her to talk to him lately and he feels like shit.

“She.. she’s being fuckin’ difficult. ‘M Trying my best to talk to her or do anything and she either ignores, gives me a look or walks away.”

You hummed in acknowledgement. You’ve noticed it as well but Joel.. doesn’t have the best approach for this type of stuff. He says he “doesn’t know how to handle like this”.

“Well.. Joel, are you sure you’re being nice? What exactly are you saying to her? You know you’re kinda..” you trailed off, looking down at the man laying on your stomach.

He raised his eyebrows at you, giving you a silent go ahead.

“Scary, gruff..you know. Look baby, it’s been years but we all know Ellie can hold a grudge..” you furrowed your brows as you continued to think.

“But How do you want me to work with that? How does she expect me to talk to her again and be there for her? You saw what happened in the bar.”

Oh you definitely saw what happened in the bar. Who didn’t? You talked to Ellie about that after those events. She told you to fuck off so you left her alone. Albeit you were a little hurt but there’s nothing you can do about it. Ellie is a tough woman. She doesn’t need anyone there for her if she doesn’t want it, but being alone all the time isn’t good.

You sighed and let your head fall back against the headboard. You were drained. This whole situation was complicated. Everyone was at fault here. Maybe not Ellie completely but she could’ve just talked to the man to better understand him.

Then an idea rang through your head like the church bells you used to hear when you were younger.

“Joel, why not let her come to you? Or, better yet start to ignore her. She hates it.” You laughed at that, Joel just gave you a non amused face.

“You really think that’ll work? How’d you get her to start talking to you again?” His eyes connected with yours and you thought for a moment.

It was very very very fucking hard to speak to that girl.

“Well, I made her sit down with me and talk. I explained why we did what we did and that yes, maybe she should’ve decided that she either lived or made the cure herself but in my eyes.. she’s like a daughter to me— to us.” The way your eyes softened was a tell tale sign of how you felt for her, “She understood but she was still mad. I’m sure she still has a bit of a grudge against me but.. no way were we gonna let that precious girl die for a cure that they couldn’t even fucking promise would work.. what if we let her.. what if we let her go through with it and it didn’t work Joel? What if she did die for nothing?”

The words started to come choked out and you couldn’t help but feel distraught at the mere thought of that.

Joel’s hands caressed your sides and he leaned up to press a kiss on your jaw.

“That’s why we were not letting them Fireflies touch her. I’ll.. try to go along with what you said. Maybe she will approach me.” Joel nodded to his words and you gave him an encouraging smile.

The two of you sat in bed for a while longer as you talked Joel’s ear off about your day and how you almost cursed out his brother for trying to make you do his work for the day.

Listening to your voice was something he loved. It helped him concentrate, ground him. You always had good advice for him too.

So like you said earlier, he thought about how he was gonna go about Ellie, and decided once she came to him, they’d simply talk it out.