#what a catty little bitch LMFAO

[moonlit-witches]

☾ Requiem — Chifuyu Matsuno

☾ Just to Die — Chifuyu Matsuno

❝you learn it ain’t fair by design/so you do what you can/when you’re born into life just to die❞

pairing: chifuyu matsuno x fem!reader

synopsis: in which you meet your new neighbor chifuyu matsuno for the first time

warnings: mentions of death (parental), language, violence, suggestive themes (nothing explicit), questionable morality, reader is lowkey a brat but ya know aren’t all preteens??, one (1) use of y/n, depressive themes (i be depressed so most of what i write is gonna b a lil depressing lol)

word count: 2.8k+

a/n: y'all i haven’t written fanfiction in years so please be mindful lmfao, this takes place right around/before chifuyu meets baji, so he’s his lil asshole self who thinks he rules the world, i have multiple parts to this planned so beware, let me know if you enjoyed! thanks homies!

now playing: [just to die — keshi]

part i

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growing up with a single father definitely had its ups and downs. while you were on your own when it came to figuring out catty fights between jealous tweens who thought that words and hair pulling would affect your social standings, or why exactly there was a bright red stain inside of your underwear for a week straight when you were around eleven, your father stepped up in other aspects of your life. teaching you how to persevere against those that talked down on you with a sharp punch to the nose while avoiding retaliating fists, to making you feel as though you were princess of the universe when he’d walk you downtown late at night. he’d let you swing manically off one of his arms, while his other smoked a cigarette. you remembered glancing up and seeing a wide smile illuminating his face, as you giggled trying to kick at the walking pedestrians, causing him to have to flex and move his arm to avoid the collision.

you remember feeling like nothing and no one could touch you as long as your dad was next to you.

that was until you lost him too — moving into a bustling new city, with an unfamiliar aunt who claimed to be a relative of your long-gone mother and scolded you for the ways in which your dad taught you. one minute you were a happy child with confidence that shined through all aspects of your life including caring about schoolwork, helping your dad around the house, and being kind to those around you. the next, you were transported to the police station instead of walking back home alongside your father as he insisted on picking you up from school every day after work. you remember the flickering overhead lights as they said something along the lines of “you’re dad is in heaven now” to keep the conversation kid-friendly. you remember looking up the real story on the library computer late one night. some bitch stabbed your father and took his money.

your aunt suddenly had her hands full — although after losing both parents, was a wild child not what she was expecting to come out of this situation? especially a family member you had never heard of before your father’s untimely death. from violence, to sneaking out, or stealing anything your pockets could hold; you’d begun a search for any sort of feeling other than despair. cheap thrills seemed to be the best ticket.

you had punched your seatmate the first day of school for asking if you needed help purchasing pencils when she’d seen you chewing on a perfectly working pen. you were banned from the four closest convenience stores to your home, whom your aunt seemed to personally know the managers of as they’d ratted out your little heists to her. you’d even sneak out of your ground floor window to share half of your dinner with the city's stray cats as you couldn’t stomach much of an appetite once your solid footing on the universe had whisked out from under your feet. your middle school years seemed to be shaping into the bane of your existence. 

however, you learned just as quickly that simply because all of the lights had been shut off, it doesn’t stop soft, stubborn flames from flickering in long stale corners.

the apartment complex that you now resided in sat on a poorly lit corner, standing five floors high, and rang quietly with the sounds of mother’s scolding their ruly children while the dark alleys surrounding it smelled of tobacco and skunk, flitting behind the bodies of those that stopped to smoke. most days, following the lengthy and boring school days, you would stay out as late as you could, lying to your aunt that you’d been at cram school instead of running rampant along the streets of tokyo.

even after your father’s death, you’d feel him by your side, especially when you’d walk the streets after sunset with an unlit cigarette sitting between your tense teeth. the bustling streets weren’t as safe as they had been when he’d physically been here, but his somatic skills of protection that he’d ground into you as a child as a way to bound with the baby girl he’d had no intent of raising by himself before your mother had died six months after your birth in a fiery car accident, acted as a shield for your own wondering steps.

this night was no different. although, you’d receive stares from those passing as they searched for an adult figure in your vicinity to explain your late night strolling on this side of town, you ignored them, staring upwards at the crescent moon that followed you around. your lips played with the stick between your teeth, rolling it back and forth, slightly praying for a way out of the situation that is your life now. sometimes, you’d find a sick fuck who’d catcall you from a darkened alleyway, or find a stray cat being targeted by a group of unruly teenagers, which caused you to snap out of your almost unconscious state to beat them back into place.

those evenings, it was harder to convince your aunt that you’d been out at cram school, but eventually she’d tsk her tongue at you and retire back to her bedroom leaving you in the stillness of the living room as the street lights highlighted your bruised knuckles and sometimes brow bone. you’d often wonder in these moments how your dad would have reacted, daydreaming of his bright smiles and praise at his child standing their ground, asking all the right questions to rile you back up, your own smile mirroring his.

“oi!”

an unwelcoming yell alerted you to a group of half a dozen third-years milling about the alleyway beside you. their eyes were already on yours as you halted, tilting your head to allow the nuisance into your eyesight. your eyelids were heavy, your cheek twitching at the sudden interruption. you sighed slightly, removing the unlit cigarette from your teeth, moving it and your hands into your zip-up’s pockets.

“and what the hell is a young thing like you doing out this late?” the seeming leader of the group sneered, stuffing his own lit cigarette out on the ground under his foot. you stayed silent, uninterestedly sizing the growing boys up. they seemed to be dressed the same, in button up long sleeve shirts, with something embroidered on their left chests, although the kanji was too far away for you to read. they must report to someone with outfits like that, you think, righting your head finally and taking a few steps away from the well lit street into the alley.

after a pregnant pause, another spoke up harshly behind the first to speak, asking “you looking for some fun, little girl?” 

your hands removed themselves from your pockets, twitching against the school skirt you hadn’t changed out of since the final bells, slightly aggravated by the placename they’d given you. you were your dad’s “little girl” and now that he was gone, so too was that person. a slight rage beginning to boil under your skin as someone else addressed you as such.

“what’s it to you?” you spit back, rolling your shoulders to try and appear somewhat bigger.

this created a wave of reaction amongst the delinquents; laughter echoing against the damp, cracking brick walls surrounding them. you smirked slightly, somewhat glad that society had made everyone in it believe a small, young girl like you posed no threat to these older schoolboys, much less those that willingly participated in acts of violence such as brawls and beatings. 

once the fit of hysterics had quieted, the one that seemed to lead those behind him opened his mouth, seemingly, to reply to your rhetorical question. you decided now was as good a time as any. your feet carried you quickly forward, watching his face shift from that of amusement, to one of confusion, before your right foot came up to meet the side of his face. you pivoted on your toes, leg still in the air from coming down off his face, and used the momentum to slam the follower next to him square in the temple. taking a step, you brought your burning knuckles upwards, locking a solid hit on a third’s jaw, relishing in the sound of teeth clashing, before facing the one formerly standing next to his leader. you pulled your arm back, and felt your knuckles reverberate against his face as you smashed his nose in.

you turned on your heels this time, figuring you could take the remaining two third-years on at once, as usually those in the back weren’t as renowned in their skill as those between the object of victimization (you, in their hopeful case) and their leader, who laid moaning as blood ran from his ear that you’d smashed against his skull seconds earlier. your calculations weren’t usually wrong, but they seemed to be a bit off, as you watched the other two boys yell as they rushed you from either side.

you let out a small cry yourself, turning slightly to the bigger one, your fist meeting his chest, as he stormed into your personal space. the one behind you yanked the hood of your sweatshirt, choking you a bit as they pulled you downwards, back hitting the concrete with a jolt that had the remaining air leaving your lungs at an alarming pace. the position made you panic, grunting a bit as you held your fists forward, towards the remaining boy as he lunged on top of you. you sucked in a quick breath before his weight landed on you, causing an involuntary oof to escape your mouth. you had managed to get a knee between his chest and yours, as you let out another yell, and pushed with all your weight, forcing yourself back into the ground as the delinquent stuttered in his movements to catch your flailing hands. 

“get off,” you huffed angrily, as a voice in the back of your mind reminded you that maybe you weren’t as invincible as you’d perceived yourself to be. you shook the thought from your head, rearing a fist back to smash the skull of the one on top of you, when a strong vice gripped your wrist, smashing it back into the ground next to your head. you looked up with wide eyes and saw the one you’d punched in the chest catching his breath in pants, holding you down. you became frantic as his other hand wound its way around your other wrist, pulling it away from your chest and above your head as well. a harsh blow to your lower jaw brought you back to the present, as you heard your ears ring, and felt a sting from your upper lip being split by your tooth.

Shit, you thought, mind temporarily blanking, as your vision began to blur with frustration knowing that if you didn’t get out of this quickly, this night would be one of hurt and hell.

“if you wanted to have this much fun,” the one on top of you grunted, a smirk erupting along his ugly cheeks, “you could’ve just asked nicely.”

 you begin puffing, straining your taut muscles aiming to bring your other leg up along the other to force his stank breath out of your face, mind beginning to race at his implications. the one pinning your wrists above your head, struggling to move your wrists towards one another, and you spared a glance upwards, seeing a sadistic glint within his dark eyes as his own mouth formed a toothy grin.

suddenly, his face moved rapidly to his left, disappearing from your view followed by a sickening thunk as it echoed off the concrete next to you. you let a small gasp escape your already open mouth, averting your eyes back to the front of you, watching the third-year on top of you as his mouth transformed from a twisted smirk to a perfect ‘o’ before a fist smashed into his mouth, causing him to collapse face-first against your side.

the added weight made you anxious as you moved your body back, leaning on your elbows as you scrambled. before you’d even turned to see who had attacked the two, another hand was wrapping around your arm, this time yanking you up onto your feet, and pulling you towards the other side of the alley. your breath came back sporadically, sparing a glance behind you at the beaten group of teens who were beginning to rekindle their surroundings, before the grip on your arm yanked you to the right, causing you to trip over your own feet, struggling to keep up with the heightened pace.

after about a minute of combing through side streets, the grip loosened around your forearm, causing you to slow, leaning forward to catch your breath. you lifted your head slightly to see who it was running alongside you, and your eyebrows contorted at the sight of a boy your own age, maybe a year above you, with dyed blonde hair in a faux hawk, curling into itself. before you’d collected yourself to make an attempt at conversation, he was lowering his chest, towering into your face, face scrunched in frustration. “what the hell is wrong with you? don’t you know that they could’ve killed you — or worse?”

his eyebrows were angled inwards, half covering his green eyes, anger raiding from him and onto you, causing you to bristle, standing up straight to counteract his intimidating stance.

“i didn’t need your help,” you scoffed, wiping the side of your mouth, as he watched the blood smear from the corner of your lips and half disappear into the black sweatshirt sleeve.

for a minute he stared at you, disbelief surrounding the situation transforming into an unbelieved laugh. “then what the hell did i just fight those pricks for, huh?” he stared at you with wide eyes, finally turning away from you while shaking his head.

you frowned, crossing your arms. “it was just a small misjudgment on my part,” you muttered without looking at him. “nothing i couldn’t have handled.”

the last part came out breathy and if he hadn't been standing so close to you, he probably wouldn’t have heard it.

he gave you an inconceivable side-eye before stuffing his hands into his pockets, beginning to walk off — the same direction you needed to go to return home. you furrowed your own eyebrows in irritation realizing you couldn’t split off from the blonde just yet, and began to trail behind him. he sighed deeply before speaking, “you just moved downstairs, didn’t you?”

you gape in disbelief. how did he know that you’d just moved here?

he shot you a look over his shoulder, before facing forward and shrugging. “you and your mom sure know how to yap about you being out too late, you know?”

your mind reeled for a minute, coming to the conclusion that this boy must live in the same apartment complex you’d recently found yourself home in. and on top of that, he had to have heard the recurring arguments you’d gotten into with your aunt about your punctuality or violent tendencies. after shaking off the questioning thoughts from your mind, you grumbled, “she’s not my mom,” while fumbling for your crumbled cigarette in your pocket.

he turned to look at you, seeing the cigarette between your lips and it was his turn to gape as he asked, “whoa, what the hell are you smoking cigarettes for?”

his hand reached out, seemingly to remove it from your lips and you shifted sideways out of his grasp, humming, “i don’t. just reminds me of someone.”

his fingers returns to his side, nodding as if he understood, before saying, “i’m matsuno chifuyu.”

you huffed, wondering when the hell you’d even asked, before he stopped suddenly, causing your chest to collide with his back, creating a huff to escape you. he slyly looked over at you. “and this is where you tell me your name.”

you gave him a glare back, stepping around his figure to continue home. “(l/n y/n).”

he grinned slightly in satisfaction, matching his pace to yours as you approached the apartment building the two of you reside in. he pulled the glass door open after punching in his access code, awaiting your entry before following himself. you turned to the hallway entry on the right before moving your head to look at him as he moved towards the stairwell.

“thanks,” you said quietly, moving the cigarette to the side of your mouth.

he turned to look at you, giving you a cat-like grin, before you finished your sentence and entered the hallway before you. “by the way, your hair looks stupid.” you caught sight of the grin disappearing as his lips turned into a scowl, as you turned away to hide your own grin.

and thus began your unlikely and somewhat unwanted friendship with the delinquent upstairs.

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[coiled-dragon]

Cagula, 2, 7, 12, 21, 22?

Character Ask Game!

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

He's a catty sarcastic bitch like its no wonder Renfield picked up a bit of it himself lmfao

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

For the most part, the fact they genuinely portray his personality and how it revolves around his abusiveness is STELLAR. I love it. I really hate when fandoms wash down a character to a few traits and gloss over other parts, which I Feel is inescapable! But the fandom for a most part has a decent balance on his amusing side + his abusive ungodly awful side.

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Refuses to allow Renfield to die, both out of an unspoken smidge of care that masquerades as pure ownership, and because if Renfield does die, only he himself is allowed to give him that brief reprieve from duty.

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

Violating Renfield mind body and soul generally HAHA,,, As for dont like hmm... I have a hard time getting into his head, so I guess I dont like writing his point of view very often.

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

I guess this sort of ties back up to 7, but I like when people write him with a good balance of catty and amusing, and cruel and monstrous. Something I dont like is... when people write him way too affectionate towards Renfield? Too adoring, too sweet, too outward with his affection... He was a little more so in the early days (to me) but later on I feel like it was incredibly rare. And that his affection is almost always a secondary layer beneath something far more self serving.

[gothcsz]

I know we’ve all been horny af here but I wanna throw in something wholesome 🥺

Javi being really excited and proud to introduce his new girlfriend to his dad.

The last time Chucho saw his son with a woman was Lorraine and we all know how that ended (dumb bitch yikes lmao) and he can only imagine what Javi had been up to in Colombia (he doesn’t even want to actually know, nope.) but he knows his son and he knows how hard the Lorraine situation has weighed on Javi all this time (even tho honestly. Javi should absolutely not ever feel bad about leaving her at the altar and he also shouldn’t apologise. Lying about being pregnant to get a guy to marry you is absolutely fucked up and leaving her was the absolute right thing to do!!!)

But Chucho knows his son and he knows that day has haunted Javi all these years. He knows Javi isn’t just a cocky asshole but also an incredibly sensitive man. And all he wants for Javi is for him to be happy.

And Javi is careful when it comes to love. He didn’t expect to ever actually find someone again. Someone that he can fully trust and love. Someone he wants to fully trust and love. That person that you come home to at the end of the day and you want to tell them every single little thing about your day and you want to hear every single little thing about their day too.

And by some miracle, he meets you. (because in Javis mind it has to be a miracle to meet you.) And he can’t believe how perfect everything is with you. How easy and uncomplicated. And he keeps it close to his chest for a while, keeps all his cards hidden away so nobody can even try to get a peek because it’s you and him. And it feels so special that it feels almost unreal. So he’s not gonna let anyone even get the idea that they could interfere or say something or whatever.

So you keep it quiet and secret for a while. And not like dirty secret people shouldn’t know about kinda quiet. You both can’t wait to shout it from the rooftops someday. But you want to stay in this beautiful special real-but-feels-unreal bubble for a while. Really learn everything there is to learn about each other. Explore every little crease and corner of each others minds and bodies. And the more time passes, the more sure you are that things will last. That you both will do everything to make it last, never wanting to let this love you have grown, so carefully and lovingly, go. You know it’s forever.

So when it’s finally time to be open and free, Javi knows he wants to tell his dad first. And for some reason he feels like a damn teenager again, brining it up at the dinner table one night. Hands fidgeting with the fork while he tells his dad that he met someone and he would really like to introduce Chucho to his girlfriend.

And again, Chucho knows his son. Knows just from his behaviour that this is something special. That it took some courage for Javi to finally tell him about you. And as he happily agrees to meeting you, he’s already thinking about the ring he has hidden in his bedside table. The ring he has hidden there for Javi all these years, since his dear wife had given it to him before she passed. He knows Javi is gonna need it soon.

🥺🥺 I love soft Javi.

oh... oh okay so this is what we're doing now? great..... *runs off to cry in my corner*

no but, this. literally all of this. i have so many fucking feelings about lorraine and her scheming ass trying to trap javi!! i get it to a degree— you have a man like that so of course you want to keep him forever but there are other ways to do it instead of faking a whole ass pregnancy just to get that ring. need to incorporate some kind of confrontation with her x reader like the drama. the cattiness.....

chucho seeing his son happy could bring world peace, i think, lmfao. that man knows all the shit javi's been through and how treacherous his love life is so when he starts to see him in better moods, smiling, just overall shining... well, he knows what's causing it! his son's got a girl!

i can imagine the meet cute that sparked your relationship with javi. something so trivial and simple that not only brought you to him but also showed him that there's beauty in the smallest moments of life (: something he def took for granted before he dipped on out to colombia.... ugh, dating in secret because you want to not because you have to. i feel like that adds even more to the relationship ngl. the sneaking around, getting lost in each other, forgetting about the rest of the world... *sighs dreamily*

ugh, javi being so nervous to tell his dad really makes me feel all mushy inside. you constantly reassuring him that it's okay to feel the nerves but that everything is going to be fine as he brings you to the house. he doesn't know what he'd do without you, tbh, you're as cool as a cucumber during the entire thing, absolutely charming the socks off his pops and as the night progresses— he's like, wait, why was i freaking out over this? lol

meeting the rest of his fam... eventually getting married... starting a family of your own. i need domestic javi so bad it's not a joke. he deserves to be HAPPY

[markantonys]

Domina was crazy good. Central female relationships, appropriate and equal (non-gross) nudity, and gay characters who, while still crazy/creepy, wasn't the only f'd up one (lookin at you Tiberius)

i enjoyed it a lot too! tho idk if i would go so far as to call it crazy good myself haha and i actually was really bugged by its female relationships. with the exception of the main livia-antigone relationship pretty much all the other female relationships were shallow and needlessly antagonistic with soooo much cattiness (i'm so exhausted by rival sisters-in-law livia vs. octavia why can't an adaptation just let them be friends for once? and the show's lack of empathy towards scribonia's suffering despite purporting itself to be a Feminist Show™ was astounding) there were hints of a nice relationship between livia and julia but they only had a couple brief scenes together. we barely saw the other girls but marcella is shaping up to be a needlessly catty bitch as well so that's a wonderful take we can look forward to if there are more seasons -__-

and i'm torn about marcellus. i'm not saying that all gay characters must be flawless and morally pure because that would be boring and unrealistic (especially in an ancient roman setting), i'm just asking that the one (1) gay character not also be by far the vilest, cruelest person on the entire show lmfao like yeah tiberius had some shit going on too (which, given that iirc they implied he has some kind of mental illness, opens a whole other can of worms) but he was afforded lots of empathy, very much an "aww poor baby tiberius gets bullied by the others uwu" whereas marcellus was a spoiled brat right from the get go with very few, if any, redeeming qualities. they did humanize him a little right before his death and the actor did a fantastic job with those moments of vulnerability, but it was too little too late. (and while we're on the subject, marcellus shouldn't have been the only gay character seeing as it was very common for roman men to sleep with men as well as women, the majority of the male characters in any ancient rome-set media should be bi (to use an anachronistic modern label) if you ask me (female sexual behavior isn't discussed much in our male-authored primary sources so it's harder to speak to that))

all this being said though, i really appreciate how much this show did with the family dynamics and marriage shuffling of the augustan household and how many of the kids they managed to include - just about all of them, which i never thought i'd get to see in an adaptation! and while the details were obviously sensationalized, the show was actually quite accurate in terms of the historical events included (i was particularly impressed that they bothered with the primus affair, and i remember while i was watching that trial scene i was thinking "wow this is playing out EXACTLY like how it was described in what i've read"). and of course MY BOY IULLUS ANTONIUS he's tied with his dad as my most beloved historical figure and for years i've dreamed of seeing him portrayed onscreen and never thought it would happen, but this show gave him to me and made him a himbo and included his relationship with julia and acknowledged his suffering with augustus destroying his whole family and his fragile position in the household, and i will never ever get over it

[mmjina]

hi guys !! i’m ume (21+, pst!) and this is another one of kwak jidam’s unfortunate children !!! ( i’m kidding but rly not their whole family is a lit revolt and we LOVE it ) aka kwak jina, she’s the second to last child! there’s more info under the cut as well as plots but pls like and i’ll definitely jump into your dms for some quick one on one 🤪🤪🤪

again, kwak jina : mambo numba 5 kwak 5 canon for ref!

another one of kwak jidam’s kids ( probably among the ones who resent her the most)

don’t get her wrong she Loves her family ( but they can overwhelm her )

safe to say that her childhood wasn’t Great bc of her mom is an understatement

she lost a LOT of friends bc of her mom aka a lot of kids’ parents would tell their kids to not play with her which led to a lot of sad conversations of “sorry jina, we can’t play anymore bc my mom said your mom is a bad person” and as a kid you just think bad person = Evil aka jina slowly becoming to resent her mom more and more bc of her ‘Evil’ ways

she kind of has it twisted in her head that her mom is selfish and greedy but she also doesn’t quite Get her mother or her reasoning behind doing what she does ( nor does she really care at this point )

she never really grows out of that same resentment but it’s more like she just ignores her mom and goes out of her way to Disassociate herself from anything that has to do with kwak jidam

aka the reincarnation of kwak jina !!! aka straight O’s in all her exams ; definitely part of the top 5% of her class because what is kwak jina without her sparkling grade point average !! 

an over-achieving sob who’s a tad catty but y’know what if people are talking about her grades or the cute boy she’s dating or her pretty smile the less they’re talking about her Ruined family

her attitude isn’t all that great tbh she’s a bit blunt and not at all Grade A Friendly when it comes to first encounters but first impressions are always blown away by her smile !!!

but when a bish opens her mouth it’s like Lmfao, who you ???

she’s really self-conscious and it shows a good 66% of the time, she’s always making sure she’s not catching herself slipping bc girl always has to be Pretty, Perfect, Poised !! 

aka her trying her hardest to Not be like her mom

( but lbr she’s probably more like her mom than she realizes but like Hell will she ever admit or see to that reasoning )

personally she’s 0 to 100 on the hostility scale if you say her name and her mom’s name in the same sentence

she wishes she was the hbic but she’s so much of a try hard that she’s just a Bitch

but like an ogre, jina has layers and at her core i promise she’s as sweet as cotton candy

but lbr she probably reserves that spot for her siblings and like 2.5 others

HC: like the rest of her siblings she’s got divination down to a Pat but girlie hates her mom so she Purposely failed divination class once ( bc thats all her pride would allow her ) as a sign of protest

also some yosul info:

fourth year , cheong ryeong , kwak family legacy ( ew lmfao )

electives: dada, wizarding literature, care of magical creatures

PLOTS

old childhood friends who’ve since became estranged because of familial influence aka among the throng who slapped a “i’m sorry jina, my parents said your mom is icky so i can’t play with you anymore” and yeeted outta there

thick as thieves friends ( bc we all know jina doesn’t have a lot of them ) but pls give this Gross girl a friend who’ll stay w her through thick and thin she’s sick of ppl leaving her

ppl she can actually break down in front of bc she feels stress keeping up w everyone’s expectations of who she is and how her family is and she’s kind of SIck of pretending to be this Perfect Person but she keeps it up bc it’s better than hearing the nasty things about her

self-preservation at its finest

so someone who just breaks it down to her that she doesn’t need to be this person ( while she won’t listen,, u know Effort Counts )

exes? girl has trust issues that’s for sure and that has definitely leaked into her love life making most if not all her rls not work out bc she fears they’re going to leave her or find something about her that they suddenly don’t like so she’s really out here beating them to the punch

ok but an ex who she was so reluctant to break up with but she Did it anyways because she’s hard to please but she’s lowkey still in love with them but she’s too Stubborn to fuckin!! admit!! she !! was !! wrong !!

ok but pls give me someone jina punched bc she was angry and she misplaced her anger onto you by accident !1!! has she apologize d ??? oof we dunno 👀

ok but also someone who fucks around w jina bc they know this complex of hers and just has fun with playing w her heart ( yes Destroy Her !!! )

fwb !! cute fluffy rls ( for the 2.5 ppl who were able to peel her layers ) !! 

people she tutors bc jina w that sparkling gpa doesn’t mind doing God’s work and helping the unfortunate 

omg pls give me pureblood family turmoil aka if your pureblood family hates jina’s mom lMFAO RIP INTO JINA even tho jina would be like dude you don’t like my mom? Lmfao Same! but that would be funny

an extension to the last bullet = ppl who view jina as an extension of her mom and her reputation ( jina would grow to hate you but lbr we think you deserve it a little if you do this )

if you’re on the varisty quidditch team ,,, you’ve probably seen her with her brother junsu checking out the Talent 👀aka You, you’re the talent

insert: you said something and jina just RiPPED into you and to this day you’re like wtf? u crazy fsadjkasda*sfhdsjf

HER FAMILY PLS COME !!11! CONTROL JINA !!1! bitch needs to chill but she can’t find her fucks

tbh we’re down for anything and everything !!1! we’re just Hyped to be here !!!

shit this got long im Sorry fam

[tohokuu]

Okay time to be honest so I brought some tea

So I have these two exes who are best friends💀 and they're literally so- I can't explain, sensitive? Overdramatic? one of them fucking distanced himself even when we swore to become friends no matter what.

And the other told me to “Back off” when I asked how he was, then later he was the one to talk to me again first

Im pretty sure they talk shit about me together but whateva bitches come and go✌️😗

I READ THIS YESTERDAY LMAO

me and my friends were in the hall discussing this tea LMFAODN

and your exes being bestfriends gives off the FATTEST little bitch vibes.. like.. it's so .. catty ?? bitchy ? LMFAO

it's giving girl drama like its so funny

and most of the time you will become distanced regardless. but your exes seem like such BITCHES

and them talking shit about you is the funniest thing ever. like why is that something two grown dudes are doing ? i've never heard of two boy's talking shit about a girl like that. you sure they aren't for each other ? LMFAO 😭 they seem a little sus to me

and another thing

"big minds discuss ideas. small minds discuss people." so basically i'm saying that they're pea-brained.

[agentdammers]

Grand Torchwood Rewatch 1x12 & 13

IF YOU FALL I WILL CATCH U I’LL BE WAITING........ T I M E A F T E R T I M E

One season down...... It’s a Finale Double Whammy, just as it aired back in 2007! Crumbs of Jack Lore drop into our laps, some absolute plot bullshit takes place, an old man is there!!! fuck it let’s get this over with

content warn: pisstaking, fun having, oh! plot bullshit!, i absolutely lose my fucking mind, Owen Harper!!! I Won’t Hesitate Bitch

1x12 “captain jack harkness”

- a thought before we dive in, but man owen gets A LOT of story stuff over the course of the 2 seasons he’s in right??? like more story stuff than ianto and tosh combined. interesting

- AH FUCK!!! A VOTE SAXON POSTER. REMEMBER WHEN?

- so..... here’s a thing. “Ohhh people have heard music from a derelict building! better send torchwood in!” how... does that come about? Could it be squatters or something??? fuck it, let’s send in a Secret Government Agency! they’ll sort it out. i mean we don’t know what they do exactly but i imagine at least one of them is a ghostbuster or something lmao, whatever

- OH NO THIS CREEPY OLD BITCH!!! i forgot how scary he looked!! god, this dude must be a million, or a vampire, or likely both

- tosh’s eyes get SO BIG WHEN THAT GUY ASKS HER TO DANCE I LOVE HER SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!! she’s the best one!!!!!!

- wish i could wipe this episode entirely from my memory because that fucking reveal when the Real jack harkness introduces himself? F    U    C   K

- speaking of tosh, finding it extremely unconvincing that she, a tech nerd, would go out with a laptop with an almost completely flat battery... like, c’mon. she would be prepared

- Gwen cooper, a fully adult woman: haha me and my friends;;;; came here 4 a dare;;; cos its spooky lol....

- the camera on this show has me fucking SCREEEAMING “He wears a cravat.” THERE’S A DRAMATIC SLOW MOTION ZOOM IN ON THIS GUYS FUCKING CRAVAT AND THEN ON IANTO’S FACE LOOKING AT IT AND ITS ALL IN FUCKING EARNEST LET ME DIE!!!!!!!!!

- the dance they’re at is called “KISS THE BOYS GOODBYE DANCE”, which is what my finishing move would be called if i was a character in a fighting game

- ianto and owen slapfighting over their shit girlfriend experiences fucking owns genuinely lmao

- tosh pops the top off a tin and then cuts her hand open on the obviously blunt fucking lid?????? jesus christ

- “I’m tired of living in awe of the rift!!!” .....................first i’ve heard of it. I love that owen is talking as though the rift has been a major fucking factor throughout the entire series up until this point, rather than a thing that’s just been vaguely fucking referenced as the reason why a bunch of weird shit just seems to happen in cardiff. no, im not standing for this. You can’t pull out the rift at the eleventh hour and then talk about it as though it’s a Hugely Important plot device when the biggest role it’s had over the stretch of the entire 11 Whole Ass episodes prefacing this was to allow the plane to come through in “out of time”. y’all have barely mentioned the rift this entire time and now you want to act like its the hellmouth??? eat my ass!!!!!!

- and continuing on that note: apparently they’ve had a machine that can manipulate the rift in the hub......... the entire goddamn time. but no one thought to MENTION it i guess!!!!!!!! pfft, why would THAT be important??? right???? right?????

this plot bullshit almost makes me feel bad for how harsh i was about “cyberwoman” but, i will admit.... despite this Absolute Fucking Nonsense, i do find the jack and tosh storyline in this episode really fun and interesting. its just unfortunate that all the stuff arrrrround that is some kind of fic scrawled in the back of a kid’s math book.

- also the size of owen’s fucking NADS in this episode!!!!!!!! “Don’t compare yourself to me.” SAYS MAN CRYING OVER THE GIRL HE KNEW FOR ONE (1!) (SINGULAR) WEEK!!!! as opposed to ianto’s longterm girlfriend being turned into a monster and eventually murdered by his own team!!!! Like, i understand that’s owen’s problem actually goes beyond that, and its not so much about diane herself but about the fact that he let himself feel close to someone again after his fiancee died but for us, The Audience, watching this as it airs... we haven’t unlocked owen’s tragic backstory yet. and without knowing all that it just makes owen look really bad and like a huge fucking tool lmfao.

- NEVERMIND THE END IS GAY AND SAD AND Y’KNOW!!!!!! i am a man of simple pleasures, at heart, and so... i’ll let it slide. jack meeting his namesake knowing that he’s going to die and them having a moment is more of the kind of emotional content we would get in episodes of doctor who, and its Just Right

- in honesty, theres a bunch of stuff about this ep that i DO like. that tosh gets a prominant role for a change, while gwen gets to do fuck all. the whole Real Jack story. owen gets shot and pops a tit out at the end. its just unfortunate thats its all wrapped up in this rift thing thats been wheeled out last minute for a Big Season Finale with no real foreshadowing or build up to it at all lmao. but, moving on...............................................................................................

1x13 “end of days”

- RHYS BUNS DETECTED, A SOUND WAY TO KICK OFF ANY EPISODE

- lovely reading voice ianto’s got..... i also like owen acting up to make sure we know that they remember him being shot in the shoulder last episode lol.

- “owen, if you open the rift you’ll break it” (owen opens the rift anyway) “owen, you opening the rift broke it” (owen GASPS IN DISMAY, ME??? REALLY?) yes bitch open your ears

- “So are we going to sit around crying into our lattes or are we gonna do something about it?” OWEN..... IS THIS. SUPPOSED TO SOUND BADASS I.... GENUINELY CANT TELL? IT SOUNDS BAD, OWEN

- jack was so likeable last ep now he’s a DICK. gwen calls him out on how he talked to owen and he’s really fucking catty at HER for no reason at all????

- i haaaaaaaaate this scene in the hospital where a Mystery Illness has all the fucking symptoms of the bubonic plague but apparently every doctor in the entire hospital never did high school level history and are all incapable of recognising it. if fucking *i* know what symptoms of the bubonic plague are im sure they didn’t need Absolute Brain Genius Owen Harper who is seemingly the only person with any sense in cardiff to come in and diagnose it. i also hate how owen just like casually mentions to the doctor yep, this is caused by people falling through time dude yknow!!! like they do!! expect more of this to keep happening probably idk!!

- “I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU OPENED THE RIFT WITH THIS MACHINE WE HAVE THAT’S FOR UHHHHHHHH UHHHHHHH OPENING THE RIFT *big fuck off galaxy brain*” thats basically this episode.

- i love that owen has followed jack all this time but NOW in a crisis is the time to actually lose it and start questioning his authority bc they dont Actually know who jack is like???? you’ve been fine not knowing this entire time before??? thats not to say that jack isn’t an entire dumbass himself. he expects them all to follow him blindly and its so creepy. he’s like a cult leader, and as they all have Torchwood Stockholm Syndrome that ive mentioned in previous episode run downs they’ve all just gone along with it.

- owen having a little cry on the way out is such a Good scene bc he puts on such a brave and defiant front tho 💕💖💘💕

- i dont know why the really quick flashback to diane flying off in the plane made me lose my fucking mind, its just like “LMAO IN CASE U FORGOT: SHE WAS THE PLANE LADY. I KNOW SHE WAS ONLY IN FOR LIKE TWO MINUTES, BUT DONT WORRY ABOUT IT.”

- gwen for fucks sake!!!!!!!! not again!!!!! after all the cryptic shit and lies she’s told rhys up until this point, she now knocks him out and locks him in a cell and STILL offers no explanation. this poor fucking dude!!!!!!!!! and it’s about to get even worse for him...

- the way gwen screams “RHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUURRRRRSSSSS”

- YES EVERYONE REBEL AGAINST JACK!!!!!!! FUCK THIS DUDE!!!! you’re doing what a creepy old dude who is Absolutely Definitely evil wants, but still

- why does gwen start doing shit on the computer when toshiko, the computer expert, is standing right there, like.............

- JACK TRYING TO SMACKTALK TO ENTIRE GANG LIKE HIS OWN CLOSET ISN’T CHOCKFUL OF FUCKING SKELETONS

- i forget, does anyone know jack’s immortal apart from gwen? or was it just the shock of owen actually Shooting Their Boss? the only onscreen death i can recall of his after suzie shot him was in “cyberwoman”

- god, minutes ago they were all like FUCK JACK!!!! JACK DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO SAVE US AFTER ALL!!! and now theyre all crawling back asking jack to save them all from cgi pig Ganon and its just..... a lot to happen, over the space of about half an hour.

- the ending is so anticlimatic and also why does sucking all the Yummy Life Energy out of jack make abaddon die?????????? Though in its defence... after like 3 bowls of cereal, i too am like OUCH OOF MY BONES

- aaaaaaaaaand rhys is back! will he get treated any better from here on out? i dont remember!!! guess we’ll see.

- bit much of gwen who’s actually known jack the shortest time of them all to be like NO, let ME be with him uwuwuwuuw

- ahhh!!! ianto smelling jack’s coat ;_;

- aaaand jack’s back too. AND HE GETS TO HOLD A CRYING OWEN? FOR ME? oh you shouldn’t have! this Almost makes up for all that rift plot bullshit (almost. i still know what u did.)

- ANDDDDD OH SHIT. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE GOOD ENDING. HERE COMES THE TARDIS. FUCKING YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...............................and there it goes. one season down. sorry this one was so long!!! i love and appreciate anyone to takes the time to read these posts. thank u!!!!

[deliriousscenarios]

@dailydoseofscenarios replied to your post:So I'm going to go get you...

I just want to know what deity keeps giving these headass fans a chance to interact with GOT7! Like why?? Can you please not! Each fancam that gets posted makes me angrier at her because seriously, she’s not even trying. She claimed to be tipsy, and then shy and nervous, but all I’m hearing are excuses. And lmfao you know I get articulate. I wouldn’t even have to raise my voice, let alone my fist, to reduce to her to a puddle of shame. (Lmao damn that heart is for me!)😘

My Gabby, I feel your pain! How are such ungrateful snakes getting so lucky? What game is karma playing rn?? I’ve watched like one fan cam, and her video and that's already too much for me. Our one silver lining is the fact Got7 can be just as salty. Apparently Jaebum bitched about her to the members and Jinyoung took the piss out of her a little by mimicking her voice or something, and I'll admit that made my inner bitch’s life a little bit. Thank you, king of catty sass, for never letting us down ♡♡♡