#why not just let her play for more than five minutes 😭

[itneverendshere]

you going to jj’s little graduation, and you’re giving proud mom. even if he’s towering over you in his cap, and you’re pinching his cheeks, and as always rafes in awe of how much of natural caretaker

i'm a sucker for these three dynamic 😭😭😭😭 so i also added a little kie bc jj deserves all the teasing in the world after he made rafe's life miserable the past year🤭 hope you enjoy!🩵🫂

you've got no reason to be afraid - r.c

pairing: rafe x pogue!reader (bartender!reader universe)

Rafe never wanted to go to this thing.

No, really. It wasn’t even one of those "I don’t wanna go, but deep down I actually care" moments. He genuinely didn’t want to show up.

Because honestly, why the hell was he going to JJ Maybank's graduation?

You dragged him here, and yeah, he was pretending to hate it every second of it, but...okay, maybe he was…a little proud of the guy for making it out alive. Sue him.

You’re buzzing around like a proud mom, and it’s almost hard to look at. Not because it’s annoying—okay, maybe it’s a little annoying—but more because it’s… god, he doesn’t even know. It’s just you.

You can’t help it. The whole natural caretaker thing, how you swoop in and take care of people like you’re born to do it. 

Rafe’s leaning against the wall while you’re annoying JJ, pinching his cheeks like he's still that scrappy little kid you saved from his old man’s rage. His stupid graduation cap keeps sliding off his head, and every time you fix it, he grins like an idiot.

The guy's taller than you, but it’s almost like it doesn’t matter. 

"You’re not gonna cry, are you?" JJ teases, standing there in his cap and gown like some kinda of scholar. It's hard to take it seriously, to be honest. 

You roll your eyes at him, "Shut up, Maybank. I’m allowed to be proud of you." You reach up again, smoothing down the collar of his gown, and it hits Rafe how much you care about this. 

He crosses his arms tighter over his chest, trying his best not to look too invested in the scene playing out in front of him. You’re still fussing over JJ, like some proud older sister at her little brother’s first big milestone, and Rafe… well, he’s trying not to roll his eyes for the third time in five minutes.

He pushes off the wall, just enough to glance at his phone, scrolling through his notifications to look busy, like he’s not watching this whole thing happen. He catches a glimpse of you laughing—JJ making some dumb joke about how he can’t believe he even graduated in the first place.

He didn’t get it at first. How could someone who’s been through what you’ve been through still have the energy to care about people like this?

Especially about someone like JJ? The scrappy, no-good kid from The Cut who spent more time getting into fights and drinking than actually passing his classes. But that’s the thing about you—you never gave up on people, even when everyone else had.

"You’re staring," you tease, glancing back at him with a grin, breaking his train of thought. "You okay over there, baby?"

Rafe straightens up, wiping the expression off his face before you can see too much. He’s quick to shrug, playing it off like he’s too cool to care about whatever’s going on. "Yeah, I’m fine," he mutters, locking his phone and slipping it back in his pocket. "Just wondering how long this is gonna take."

"Uh-huh." You’re not buying it for a second, but you let it slide. You know him better than anyone else, after all, “Get your ass here. We’re taking a picture.”

He sighs, letting out a dramatic huff like this is the worst thing he’s ever been asked to do. "You serious?" he groans, but he’s already pushing himself off the wall and walking over to where you’re standing with JJ.

“Dead serious,” you shoot back, giving him that look—the one that always gets him to do what you want, even when he’s trying to act like he’s above it.

JJ’s got that shit-eating grin on his face, the one that says he knows Rafe’s just playing tough. He slings an arm over your shoulders like it’s the most natural thing in the world, and Rafe’s eyes narrow, his possessiveness showing before he can even stop himself.

“Relaaaax, man,” JJ teases, catching the look. “You’re gonna burst a vein.”

He rolls his eyes but steps closer, standing right beside you as you hand your phone to some random kid to take the picture. The three of you huddle together and you pull Rafe in by his shirt, snuggling into his side like you always do, and despite himself, he can’t help the small smile that tugs at his lips. Not enough for anyone else to notice—he’s too stubborn for that—but you feel it.

You always do.

The camera clicks, and just like that, the moment’s captured—JJ in his stupid graduation gear, you looking like a proud mom, and Rafe standing there like he’s not sure how he ended up a part of this weird little family, but maybe, just maybe, he’s okay with it.

“Alright, picture’s done. Can we leave now?” Rafe grumbles, already half-turned toward the parking lot.

You step in front of him to block his way. “Oh no, you’re not getting off that easy. We’re going to the party.” Your voice has that no-nonsense tone, the one that makes him groan because he knows you mean business.

JJ laughs again, clapping Rafe on the back. “C’mon, man. You can survive a couple hours with us. Plus, there’s free beer.”

He arches a brow. “Free beer?”

“Yep. Keg’s already set up back at John B’s place,” JJ says, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Fine,” Rafe groans, but he doesn’t actually mind. Not when you’re looking at him like that—like he’s the only thing you want standing next to you, even if it’s at some ridiculous party in the Cut. In his little sister’s boyfriends house of all places. Sarah and John B’s on-again, off-again thing is enough drama for one lifetime.

 “But I’m not carrying your ass home when you get shitfaced.”

JJ smirks, patting his gown. “I’ll be fine, man. I graduated today. I’m an adult now.”

Rafe snorts. “Yeah, we’ll see how long that lasts.”

You’re already pulling Rafe toward the car, glancing back at JJ with a grin. “Come on. Let’s celebrate while you still have time to pretend you’re responsible.”

JJ’s talking a mile a minute, the entire drive, from the backseat, already planning out how he’s going to "run the party" and bragging about the free booze like it’s the highlight of his life. Rafe tunes most of it out, too focused on you, the warmth of your hand lingering even after you’ve let go. By the time you pull up to John B’s place, the sun’s starting to set and the yard is already half full with the Pogues. Kie’s there, Sarah too, probably.

You park, and before Rafe can even make a move, JJ’s already jumped out, tossing his cap onto the grass as he heads toward the keg. "Let’s get this party started bitches!" he shouts, and the small crowd cheers in response.

Great.

He climbs out of the car, walking around to meet you on the driver’s side. “You sure about this?” he asks, glancing toward the crowd. He’s not exactly best friends with these guys, and parties in the Cut… well, they’re not really his scene.

But you smile up at him, reaching for his hand and threading your fingers through his. "Yeah, I’m sure. You’ll survive, baby.”

He huffs, but when you start pulling him toward the party, he lets you. He always lets you. You weave your way through the small crowd of pogues, most of whom nod or wave at him but don’t bother trying to talk to him. 

You glance back, grinning as you lead the way toward the makeshift party area. “You’re not gonna hide in the corner the whole time, are you?” you tease, giving his hand a playful squeeze.

Rafe rolls his eyes but follows you, his free hand shoving into his pocket. “No promises,” he says, though a small part of him is already resigning to the fact that you’re probably going to drag him into the middle of everything by the end of the night.

Everything's already in full swing by the time you both find a spot near the keg. JJ’s surrounded by a group of people, handing out beers like it’s his personal mission to get everyone drunk. John B and Sarah are off to the side, leaning against the porch railing, sharing a laugh. Disgusting.

You flash him a smile before heading off to grab drinks, leaving him standing awkwardly near the keg, trying his best to avoid making eye contact with anyone.

He’s mid-scroll on his phone again when he hears JJ’s voice call out, “Yo, Rafe!”

Rafe glances up, already preparing himself for whatever shit JJ’s about to throw his way.

“Don’t tell me you’re just gonna stand there like some grumpy old man. You’re at my graduation party, man! You gotta at least try to have fun.” JJ’s grinning from ear to ear, clearly already a few beers in.

Rafe snorts, shaking his head. “I’m here, aren’t I? That’s gotta count for something.”

JJ laughs, clapping him on the shoulder. “Yeah, yeah. You’re right. Just didn’t think I’d see Rafe Cameron at a pogue party, y'know?”

“Don’t make me punch you in the face."

JJ grins again, but there’s something a little more genuine in his expression this time. “For real though, man. Thanks for coming. I know this isn’t your scene.”

Rafe’s about to answer with his usual sarcasm, but he catches the sincerity in JJ’s tone and decides to let it slide. He nods, his voice gruff as he says, “Yeah. Congrats, Maybank. You deserve it.”

JJ’s grin widens, and he raises his beer in a mock toast. “Thanks, man. Appreciate it.”

Before he can say anything else, you’re back with two beers in hand, nudging one toward him. “Here you go. Now you’ve got no excuse to look so miserable.”

Rafe takes the beer from you with a half-smirk, but his eyes are soft as he glances down at you. “I don’t look miserable.”

You raise an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. “Sure.”

He chuckles, taking a sip of his beer. It’s cheap, of course, and not exactly his taste, but he doesn’t complain. Not when you’re standing so close, looking up at him like you can see right through all his bullshit. He watches you for a moment, the way you light up around these people, the way you float between them like you’re the glue holding everyone together does something to his heart.

Rafe leans back, his arm draped loosely around your waist as you chat with Kie and JJ, laughing at some dumb story JJ’s telling about getting caught sneaking into class late one too many times. He can’t help but wonder how you do it. The nights you spent bailing JJ out when his dad got too wasted and violent. How you’d sneak him into your place, covering up the bruises and making sure he had somewhere to crash for the night.

“Hey,” your voice pulls him out of his thoughts. “You okay? You’re staring again.”

Rafe blinks, realizing he’s been zoning out, watching you again. “Yeah,” he mutters, clearing his throat. “Just thinking.”

You tilt your head, curiosity flickering in your eyes. “About?”

“How much I love you.”

JJ gags, “Shut the fuck up.”

Kie slaps him in the back, “Shut up, it’s cute.”

Rafe lets out a low chuckle, glancing over at JJ. "Jealous, Maybank?"

JJ takes a long swig of his beer, rolling his eyes dramatically. “Oh, please. I’m not jealous of your sappy shit.”

“Sure you’re not,” He drawls, leaning back with a smirk. “Not like you’ve been drooling over Kie all year or anythin’.”

Kie’s eyes widen, her face flushing just enough to make it obvious, “What the hell are you talking about?” She shoots Rafe a glare, but there’s no real venom behind it.

His grin only widens. “Oh, come on. You think I haven’t noticed? You two have been dancing around each other for what, months now?”

JJ chokes on his beer, coughing. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. That’s not—”

But Rafe’s not letting up. He’s enjoying this way too much. “Dude, just admit it. You’ve been into her forever, and honestly, we’re all sick of watching you act like you don’t.”

Kie crosses her arms, raising an eyebrow. “Oh, really? You’re sick of it?”

“Yeah,” Rafe deadpans, “Everyone knows. Hell, even John B probably knows, and that guy’s oblivious to everything except Sarah.”

JJ groans, rubbing his hand over his face. “You’re seriously gonna make this about me?”

“Yep,” Rafe grins, “Payback’s a bitch, huh?”

He knows Rafe’s just messing with him. He’s been down bad for Kie for as long as he can remember, but every time he gets close, something stops him. The friendship, the fear of messing it up, maybe just the fact that he doesn’t think he deserves her. Rafe’s seen it all before.

Kie, for her part, just rolls her eyes. “Boys are so fucking dumb.”

You laugh, nudging Rafe in the ribs. “Stop torturing him. It’s his big day.”

Rafe huffs, a smirk still playing on his lips. “I’m just saying, if I had to deal with all the crap about you and me, it’s only fair he gets his turn.”

“Yeah, well, maybe JJ needs a little push,” you glance between the two of them. “You gonna make a move, Maybank? Or you planning on dragging this out for another year?”

JJ looks at you, then at Kie, then back at Rafe, who’s clearly enjoying every second of this. “You guys suck,” he mutters, grabbing another beer and stalking off toward the keg, leaving Kie standing there, cheeks still a little red, though she’s doing her best to look unbothered.

Rafe watches him go, then turns back to Kie. “He’s a mess, but you already know that.”

Kie sighs, shaking her head. “Yeah, I do.” Her voice softens,“But he’s my mess, I guess.”

You smile, giving Kie a knowing look. “Took you long enough to admit it.”

Kie glares at you playfully, but there’s no hiding the tiny smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Oh, shut up.”

[kdsburneraccount]

Sandy brondello u will pay for your crimes

[agendabymooner]

𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 !!! 𝐥𝐧𝟒 — 𝐭𝐰𝐨

☼ LANDO NORRIS RETWEETED

chapter summary: lando norris is beginning to show his true colours after honey-sue announced her third album release and her participation in a special event occurring in three months — maybe he’s just excited to see her during the monaco gp?

OR f1 fans are noticing that his twitter timeline is being taken over by posts about the famous british youtuber/musician.

content warning: use of explicit language, ofc’s discography is based on lana del rey’s albums and songs, insta + twitter posts, mentions of cigarette + alcohol consumption, mentions anxiety, short jokes, “liked by pierre gasly”

a - n masterlist

o - z masterlist

tagged sidemen

liked by landonorris, maxfewtrell, pierregasly

chrismd oh geez can’t wait to share lockers with you i guess 🤥

suemehoney god forbid i’d actually see some kneecaps on you, dixon 😳

user1 stop violating him oh my god 🫣😩

stephentries_ finally 🙃 the better lewis playing for the match liked by suemehoney

zerkaa one of the boooooyz 😩💪 liked by suemehoney

bambinobecky my favourite pick me 😭🫡 liked by suemehoney

suemehoney actually give me a kiss plz 🥵

user2 “liked by landonorris” 💀

user3 honey is officially a victim of “liked by pierregasly” 😭😭😭🫡

user4 what’re these f1 people doing in honey’s insta??? 😳

user5 didn’t mean to invade y’all— but we couldn’t contain lando and pierre in the horny jail so we had to check out what’s the fuss ourselves

user4 understood

liked by landonorris, pierregasly, miniminter

user1 OKAY SERVE SIS SERVE

user2 i’ll kiss you in the mouth if you do the spoon necklace again 😩

ksi 😭😭 liked by suemehoney

wroetoshaw i’ll be the first to cry when it first come out liked by suemehoney

r0sielewis 🥵 liked by suemehoney

niko they better play this at my funeral liked by suemehoney

suemehoney i’ll even dj it for you neeko 😚🤭

user3 yo these f1 drivers are wiiiiild 😭

user4 “liked by landonorris” 💀

user5 “liked by pierregasly” 😅 can’t believe this shit

user6 can’t even have shit in this economy

HONEY HONEY

william ya shit! who is this man??? he goes on to say that this lunch is important but he isn’t here??? tf am i doing here? i could be doing something else!

WILLIAM²

honey calm down m8 😅 lando said he’ll be here in five minutes that’s what max said at least why don’t you grab some alcohol

HAROLDINHO

and get her pissed in monaco at 1 in the afternoon? are you insane? do you want to die?

WILLIAM²

allow it? it’s her vacation harold— let her drink if she wants to drink

HONEY HONEY

i took my anxiety meds this morning you fuckin numpty 😭 if i drink now it’ll be nothing but a trip to the hospital for me

WILLIAM²

right. shit sorry. maybe take some breather? filly’s more than willing to walk around with you before we order. i’ll talk to max about lando 🙏 the idiot isn’t always this late so this is unusual

HONEY HONEY

you better 😐 i should’ve brought cigarettes

HAROLDINHO

shut your mouth. if i see a single stick i’m shoving it down your throat.

HONEY HONEY

oh fuck off. you’ve had worse than nicotine. bitch.

MAX 😚

m8 🤠 the more time you spend in front of a mirror the more time you lose with your lover girl

LANDO 🥵

fuck off im nervous

MAX 😚

lad 😭 she’s not going to bite you. she doesn’t even want to talk to people what makes you think she’d want to deliberately talk to you?

LANDO 🥵

that’s even worse 😭😭 i’m omw. seriously. i just need to make sure i look decent enough 🙄

MAX 😚

you might have to do some explaining to w2s about you retweeting posts about his sister though 😅 the whole “lando norris retweeted” spiel is becoming a trend and uh it’s not a good look for you

LANDO 🥵

MAX FOR FUCKS SAKE!

[cutiewutiepatootie]

An Opportunity to be Remembered

this was a request 😎

___________________________________________ tags: really none unless you count the ending as smut. I mean it’s not directly smut, it’s more of something for you to make up, but that’s just if you interpret it that way. Uh….there’s teasing lmao

notes: Not at all proofread so if there is grammatical errors just try to read past them😭. Ellie’s so cuteeeRAGAHAHAJEJWJWKDGDHSJ

You had invited to ur best friend, Ellie, over just to casually hang out after school. The two of you had been friends forever so just asking one another to come over and do the same five things you guys always did when hanging out wasn’t anything new. But it seems as today, a new addition of “activities” would be added to your list. This started with the two of you sitting on the couch just watching tv and chatting when the topic of sexuality came up, and now, you’re sitting across from each other on your bed.  You knew Ellie had a few girlfriends before today, and you knew that she was more experienced than you. You can vaguely remember her last girlfriend, Dina, they were pretty good together when you think about it, but it just didn’t really work out.

“Why are we on my bed again?” You ask while giving Ellie a confused look. “I wanted to play truth or dare,” Ellie says, smirking back at you. “Are you serious?” you ask in a slightly sarcastic tone. “Truth or dare??”

“Yes, I’ll go first”

You knew Ellie could make up crazy dares. Like dares that could probably get you arrested, so you mentally decided to chose truth, but what was going to follow up your decision was way past your expectations.

“Truth or dare?” 

“Truth.”

“Have you ever kissed anyone before?”

You are shocked to say the least but you didn’t let it show. You weren’t just going to lie though. The answer was no, you hadn’t kissed anyone before.

“No, I haven’t.”

“I can change that.”

You two just sat there, you sitting with your mouth hung open and more shocked than before, and Ellie, just sitting there starring off into whatever was outside of the window behind you.

“I mean, only if you’re ok with it, I’ll guide you through it.” Ellie noted, seeming like she had just now realized what she said.

“Yeah, I do want to; I’ll just follow the expert.” You replied while looking down at your blankets, not daring to look up at Ellie.

“Alright, just relax, and close your eyes, I’ll do the rest for you.”

You obliged, closing your eyes and trying to relax yourself. It was easier said than done to relax, I mean, she had done this before so obviously it was easy for her to say. So, you just tried to put up a front and act comfortable, hopefully that ease down the amount of teasing you knew you were in for. But what can you say, this is Ellie Williams, in what world wouldn’t she tease you? 

You sat there for a few seconds not even feeing Ellie go an inch closer to your face. 

“I didn’t feel anything.” You spoke out, slowly opening your eyes. 

“That’s because I didn’t even kiss you yet.” Ellie Williams said, giggling a bit at the fact she had got you to just sit with your eyes closed for a little under a minute.

“Are you serious.” You commented, letting out an irritated sigh.

“Ok, ok, I’m sorry, we’ll try this again, but you really need to relax more.”

To no surprise, she noticed, but you weren’t about to waste more time arguing with her so you just sat with your eyes closed.

After what felt like hours, she kissed you. It wasn’t super quick nor passionate but it was enough to be considered a first kiss.

“How was it?” Ellie questioned, looking pretty proud of herself

“It was nice.” your reply was pretty vague. I mean, to start, it was more than just nice, the feeling was unexplainable. Second, you were already embarrassed, so why embarrass yourself more trying to think of the right words to explain it. 

“That’s all, just nice?” Ellie questioned, she didn’t seem mad or confused, more so just trying to get a reaction out of you.

“I don’t feel like explaining it, do you want to stay the night, I’m tired.” You ask, finally looking at Ellie as you lay down on your bed.

“Sure, but you’re not sleeping until I get more of an explanation out of you.” She said cheekily while laying down beside you and moving some of your hair behind your ear.

“Whatever.” You replied, surrendering yourself to whatever she was going to do with you, educationally, of course.

[ghostflowerhotpotch]

New Marvel Legends Figures!

So I had been even more quieter than usual because my home country is a shit show and I am losing my mind- so I decided to comment/make fun of the new revealed legends Figures because this is how I chose to keep myself sane.

DUDE! When we joked about him being a vampire, we didn't mean this!

😭 I had heard of the whitewashing of merch before, but holy shit this is so bad- On a more serious note, I do hope they fix this before they are actually launched because jeez.

What the- Seriously? We get this guy?

This isn't Peter B. Parker, this is the RIPeter from the first movie.

Which just lets me to...who's idea was this, again?

These are action figures for kids, at the end of the day. Had you ever gone to a kid and be like "Hey remember that super hero who appeared for five minutes and then died tragically?...Want to play with him?"

...Damn, Gwendy didn't you go a bit crazy with the hair there?

For those who don't know, these are marketed as Across the Spider-verse toys, not beyond, which means that this isn't about some future look she is going to have in the next movie.

No idea why give her Lyla instead of Miguel, but to be honest having her as an extra isn't as weird as making Gwen look like she came from a cyber punk movie.

Speaking of Cyber Punk-

...Did they know, that they couldn't white wash this one, so they decided to give him the pinkish hue he had in like one scene?

I do think this is one of the best looking ones, but I am also a Hobie stan so idk man. I still don't like the colour choice, but I guess is a tad better than trying to make him lighter; because at this point I don't trust shit.

Speaking of not trusting-

....Well, I don't think he is white-washed, but damn, what did they do to his hair? And is just me or that expression looks like he is scared shitless?

Did they just decide to do weird hairdos for Gwen and Miles? I am not the biggest fan of Gwen with purple hair and blue highlights, but this one isn't much better.

And since we are on the topic of Miles-

CHIKEN LEGS MCGEE!

I am sorry I couldn't stop myself, look I know this dude is built like a toothpick (SPECIALLY in comparison to our Miles,) but DAMN, in this it looks like you can snap him, and not just because this is a cheap plastic at the end of the day.

Because this is my son we are talking about, I looked more into it and-

Well, his expression is kind of weird but not a complete loss, hard to say from here but I don't think they fucked his braids which I am glad because I love his hair style.

Still, I know is just cheap plastic but damn, there is something about this light that just make him look even worse and more cheap.

And now, last but not least-

...Ok, this isn't as bad as the others.

No idea if the lighting (I HOPE is the lighting,) but in contrast with his costume, his skin looks kind of red; if hopefully is just my screen messing up with me- I think is okay?

His expression is a bit absent minded but it doesn't have those weird worry lines that both Miles had on their eyes. They kept his amazing hair unlike our Miles, so I guess is not that bad.

Now, even if I was complaining about this, I am not that much of an asshole to say you can't want them, if you want, or give them to a kid you know I don't know.

Here are the news about it.

The gist of it is that they are coming out in two days, the timezone is wack because is not like it hits midnight and you can pre-order, so look into the article for it.

These is the website that is going to sell it.

Thanks for coming to my shitposting!

[awooghan]

24 to 25 ✧.* y.ji (TEASER)

➳ PAIRING: jeongin x fem!reader

➳ GENRE: fluff, angst, childhood friends to lovers

➳ WARNINGS: none (teaser only)

➳ WORD COUNT: 1.5k for teaser; 25k+ for full fic 😵‍💫

(UPDATE: i gravely underestimated my final wc t’s actually 47.7k 😭)

➳ SUMMARY: “stay for christmas?” was a phrase jeongin first uttered to you when you were both ten years old, but neither of you had any idea the bond those three little words would hold as the years go by.

➳ NOTES: hey besties! this is a backup account for @//plutominho , i got shadowbanned on there and just made a new account so ppl can actually see this come up in the tags 😭 this is my longest fic yet and i’m honestly still writing the last few parts of it 🫠 but i rly like how it’s turned out so far and i hope y’all will like it too! it’s a rewrite of a fic from last year. i’ll save the actual long note for when i post the final product but thank you so so much to @svtbabies for helping me throughout the course of writing this fic. you’ve helped so much in fleshing out the plot and the little details that i got stuck on and i absolutely adore what’s come out of this. also ty for the lovely banner ahhhhh ilysm 🥹🫂

ALSO LEMME KNOW IF U WANT TO BE TAGGED IN THE FULL FIC <3

@starlighthan @starseungs @crispy-chan @gloseoks @pearlychai @sulfurcosmos …uh hey i’m alive 👁👄👁

“Come on, Y/N, you can’t cling onto my shirt forever,” your mother urges you with a small chuckle.

You stiffen up in your spot at the edge of the picnic bench, and your eyes bounce between the several children on and around the playground equipment. Mixtures of squeals and cheerful laughter ring above the christmas song playing from the outdoor speaker your new neighbors, the Choi family, set up. You forgot if it was the one with the son older than you or the son your age, though—you didn’t exactly bother to learn their names when your mother introduced you.

“Go on, Y/N.” Her voice fills your ears again as she gently pushes you off the bench. Speak of the devil. 

Shoving your hands in your pockets, you kick the dust with your feet and you keep your gaze cast down on the ground. You didn’t want to socialize—why would you want to make new friends when you had perfectly good ones back in your old neighborhood? Why couldn’t you just go back there? Or just snatch your mother’s dingy old flip phone for a couple minutes to send them a message?

Besides, most of the children here don’t seem like ones you’d be particularly… compatible with. You shouldn’t be one to judge, but the majority of the ones doing laps on the playground equipment couldn’t have been older than five or six. At your big age of nine years old, there’s not much you would have in common with a literal kindergartener. Plus, it seems like they had all formed a friend group of their own, and you’re more than content just watching them chase each other around, gleeful, high-pitched squeals bubbling from their sticky mouths.

Turning your head slightly, you find a group of teenagers sitting around another bench several feet away from all the adults, two of which had their bottoms perched on top of the table as they faced their friends. You would approach them, but just like how you wouldn’t exactly favor befriending the five-year-olds with crayons up their noses, the teenagers likely thought the same of you. Closing your eyes in despair, you groan to yourself and resort to dragging your feet across the dirt.

Why did you even have to move?

As you let out a sigh, you perk up at the fact you could see it in the cold air. It sparks an insurmountable amount of joy for some reason. Perhaps it’s because of the timing of the puff of air with the line, ’Jack Frost nipping at your nose’ that rings from the speakers at the other end of the small neighborhood park, but it causes a giggle to slip past your lips. It’s almost like a new light under the already-dimming sky, the soft pinks and oranges slowly dissipating as the sun begins to dip behind the mountains and give way to the overcast above. 

However, you quickly get distracted by the sight of a boy your age—or at least, you assumed—and you hesitantly step closer.

And there he was.

He was short, upside down on the monkey bars, and wearing the most obnoxious shade of purple you had ever laid eyes on. You aren’t sure what hurts more: the sun in your eyes or staring at his sweater. 

Looking away from the light gray clouds that hung above the park, you let your gaze fall to the boy. He watches you quietly as he continues to hang upside down, and you notice the small smile that paints his slowly reddening face.

Here goes nothing, you guess.

“Um… hi.”

He stays silent, staring at you with his beady eyes. 

Gulping, you continue. “I'm Y/N.” 

He mumbles something back, but you can barely make out what he says and you tilt your head slightly in confusion.

“Huh?”

“My name is Jeongin,” he repeats, only the slightest bit louder. 

A smile of your own quickly forms on your face. You raise a hand up for him to shake, and he just stares at it for a second before moving one of his outstretched arms to meet you, his hand grasping yours at an awkward angle. You both can’t help but giggle as you give your best attempt at a handshake.

“Nice to meet you, Jeongin,” you say, slowly pulling your hand away and letting his drop above, or rather, below his upside-down head. “I'm Y/N.”

“You said that already,” He says, and his bluntness makes you chuckle.

Slowly, Jeongin maneuvers himself so he’s sitting on top of the monkey bars instead of hanging upside down. Once he gets upright and steadies himself from the blood rushing down from his head, he stares back down at you. 

You stuff your hands into your pockets and heave out a sigh. “My mom says I need a friend,” you explain your current plight to Jeongin, and you find his soft gaze once again. It’s strange, really—you've only exchanged a few words with this boy, but you already feel comfortable enough to complain about your mother’s nagging to him.

You suppose that helps your next words spill out more easily.

“Want to be friends?” 

You watch Jeongin expectantly as he looks down, picking at a piece of lint on his hideous purple sweater. He ponders your question for a minute, and you feel a wave of relief wash over you when he finally nods in response. If your mom wanted you to have a friend so badly, there you go. You got one.

You stand there awkwardly, your eyes drifting back up to the sky for a moment. It occurs to you that you’ve never asked someone to be friends with you; it’s always just kind of happened.

And now you’re stuck, unsure what to do next.

You let out another huff of air, another smile tickling your lips as you watch the faint, white puff form in front of your eyes. Then you look back up at the boy in the obnoxious purple sweater, who seems just as amused by the cold air as you as he lets out his own breath, exhaling like a small dragon.

A chuckle escapes your parted lips as you watch him, kicking his legs lightly as he stares up at the sky. After another minute, you speak again.

“Can I sit up there with you too?”

Nodding his head, he mumbles a small “yeah” and the corners of your mouth twitch up as you hurriedly climb your way up onto the monkey bars. You dangle your legs through the same section as Jeongin’s, and you shift your position slightly as you steady yourself.

A gust of cold air causes you to shiver and as a response, you pull your puffy coat closer to you. This seems to make Jeongin chuckle fondly, and you feel his eyes linger on you for a second before he looks out at the horizon. Neither of you are tall enough to see much above the houses in front of you, but you figure you can use your imaginations to picture what lies beyond that. It’ll have to do.

You both remain silent for a while like this, allowing the chatter and Christmas music below to fill the air around you. It’s comfortable, it feels like a weighted blanket wrapped around your shoulders—which is funny to say because you’re sharing this moment with a kid you’ve barely known for ten minutes. You don’t mind, though. By the looks of it, and the friendly glances you exchange with each other, Jeongin doesn’t seem to, either.

Suddenly, a cold, wet spot falls onto your nose, causing you to gasp and look up.

“Is that…”

Jeongin tilts his head up as well, and he chuckles when another wet drop lands on his face. Meanwhile, you’re in awe. You let your mouth fall open, and your eyes swirl with pure wonderment as you watch the white crystals above you flutter down. It sends chills down your spine, but wraps you up in a cocoon of warmth at the same time. 

“Snow…” is all you manage to mumble. 

Jeongin turns to you, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Have you never seen snow before?”

You glance at him once, shake your head, and look back up at the sky. 

The boy’s jaw drops. It almost mirrors your dazed expression, except his features are twisted in surprise. But it’s true—snow was something you had only witnessed in movies. As far as you were concerned, the fluffy, white particles only ever graced the stop-motion characters on the old-timey Christmas cartoons you rewatched every year, or the main couple in whatever cheesy Hallmark movie your parents decided to indulge in.

That is, until now.

You didn’t know at that moment what type of future you had in store, but you know one thing: the snow is beautiful. And as you follow Jeongin down the monkey bars and to your first snowball fight, you have an inkling that you’ll be sticking with him for a while.

Maybe this move won’t be so bad after all.

full version release date: december 25 (hopefully)

[yakuzabrainrotlive]

OKAYYY Yakuza 5 early-game part 2 time! General thoughts on gameplay and random bits 🙌🏻

Immediately I'm just gonna say: the game is GORGEOUS. Maybe a hot take, but this game might be my favourite of the bunch, graphics-wise. The engine seems to be the same one as Y0 and Kiwami and I love the look of them too. I don't know what it is, it's just so good.

General sillies and tidbits at the top, gameplay (pretty much just combat stuff) more towards the bottom.

20 minutes into this journey and I TEARED UP ALREADY😭 Game really stabbed me in the heart twice before I'm even an hour into it. That's RGG studio for ya.

There were no plushies in the U.F.O catchers so Kiryu's just gonna have to run around with his newly acquired Miku figurine in his pocket🫶🏻 also FUCK THAT NEW UFO CATCHER SYSTEM!!!

The drumming minigame in the arcade was actually very fun! Might be my new favourite in there, since the U.F.O catcher seems to be in her flop era right now ^_^

Live me reaction: YAYYYY BAKA MITAI IS BACK!! What else..... *sees Machine Gun Kiss*

HERE WE GO AGAIN. Baka Mitai and Machine Gun Kiss are songs I have sworn to myself to get a perfect score at in every game they're in. I had a feeling Machine Gun Kiss would be back but😭 the nightmare continues 💅🏻

Let me tell you straight away, I was almost PISSING MYSELF when these controls popped up. I DON'T HAVE A DRIVER'S LICENSE, I suck at any minigame that has driving. During the real estate quest in Y0, Kiryu suffered a humiliating loss to the electronics king (??) with the stupid racing game in the arcade. I had NO clue what I was going and I had TRIED to get the hang of it plenty of times.

I just started panicking when we had to use blinkers and there was answering small talk and OHHH watch out for red lights and stop signs while avoiding other cars and obstacles and staying in the correct lane and and.... I felt like that one meme about playing Five Nights at Freddy's in 4/20 mode. You know, this one:

This might sound silly and dramatic, but I genuinely get overwhelmed with stuff like this😭

Hiiii Komaki Firearm Flip 👋😏 Glad to have you back, bestie 🫶🏻😩 it's just us against the world now...

NOW. The combat.

This has honestly been the most fun I've had in any early game section of these games. The sheer amount of techiques at your disposal and the stuff you can unlock early on is insane! There's so many heat actions just... already in your repertoire. There's new fun and brutal heat actions and old ones sometimes have new things added to them! I love how when Kiryu crushes a dude with a bike, for example, he then also grinds the opponent into the ground a bit more with his leg afterwards. That hip twist makes me go 😳💕

I also love the encouragement of active weapon usage.

I tend to severely neglect weapons myself and rarely use them. I only ever used them more actively in Kiwami 2, and 90% of the time it was just me rushing to the nearest bicycle when I was being chased and then using it to do crowd control on enemy hordes. Might actually use weapons more with this system in place!

Enemies calling for help can get annoying. I start with a manageable and respectable group of 3 or 4 enemies, until suddenly there's like 9 people jumping me. In the early game!! Thankfully escaping from battles is a thing.

Enemies in general feel more... active. They can flee, they call for help and I feel like they're just more aggressive. I'm dodging and guarding against common thugs and other small fry enemies a lot more than before. They don't stand around as much. It's an adjustment, but I like it. It's showing me just how much I need to work on that part of the combat.

There's still a lot of blocking and grabbing by the enemies. I really don't see why Yakuza 3 is singled out as the game where enemies block a lot; I feel like 4 and 5 (this far) are pretty much equal on that front? I don't mind it too much, it adds a little challenge. I refuse to play on Hard difficulty purely because there WILL probably be a vehicle chase scene and... well, you saw my rant on the taxi minigame above. I always have to switch to easy for those. So I have to play on normal, even if the combat doesn't feel challenging most of the time.

(yes, Legend is off the table for me forever. purely because of the vehicle chase sequences. Yes, I'm sad.)

The rewards from battles fluctuate a lot; sometimes I beat 5 or more people and get an iron plate worth 100¥ and sometimes I fight 3 people and get like 10 000¥. Thankfully I enjoy fights in this game a lot, so I don't mind that.

One small quality-of-life thing I appreciate is being able to see stats of weapons and armour when buying them. I think weapons might have had the "attack" stat visible before, but I don't recall seeing the stat distributions for the armour, at least not in 3 and 4. Absolutely no recollection of how this stuff worked in Y0-K2 era.

Now, the new town!

It feels... small. Not in a bad way! It' cozy, the atmosphere is very tranquil, the people are (mostly) nice and it just feels homey all around, even with the vibe of melancholy surrounding Kiryu. I like how there's WAY fewer enemy encounters because this place isn't the wild west that is Kamurocho or Sotenbori. Happy to have the Nishikigoi and Yellow Dragon binding to increase enemy encounters, though - I do wanna do efficient grinding at times.

The map layout is cool, feels very different from all the previous towns we've explored. I really, really like this setting.

[kiss2012]

ok rwrb thoughts under the cut <3

tbh i had to watch most of this movie with one hand over my eye and i was not. even going to reread the book because i don’t actually care about it much anymore but about twenty or so minutes into the movie? i literally stopped it and skimmed half the book finished the movie and then finished the book. so it’s possible that this influenced my whole experience of the movie but i remembered the book super well anyway and either way i think the thing i would have been most mad about is HOW COULD THEY LEAVE OUT JUNE and who tf is miguel omg. imagine deciding to combine two women into one character just because they “play the same role in alex’s life” and then not even doing it that well. nora isn’t even IN this movie she doesn’t even have a CHARACTER they just shoehorn her and pez together and give them five min of screentime. bea doesnt even have much of a character either i also thought maybe she and nora were going to be friends but no that disappeared after the first 15min. and because june doesn’t exist and because rafael luna doesn’t exist and because nora barely exists (all of whom are the main poc characters in the book btw) alex’s character is not half as nuanced as it could be. his arc about realising he’s bi is totally missing which is great…also his actor’s enunciation was very puzzling at times but i forgive him because of all the times i got distracted staring at his eyelashes and he was good at times tho henry’s actor is probably the best actor in the movie (not a tall bar btw but he’s way better than uma thurman GIRL WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH THAT ACCENT) and it’s not that they don’t have chemistry or fun sweet romcom moments it’s just that i’m missing so much. romance. im tired of modern romance novels and movies having their leads get together super fast without spending much time on characterization and without even having much capital R-romance in the first place. where is the e-mo-tion in the immortal words of miss carly rae jepsen…like why did they leave out so much of the emails i cannot believe i watched so many random voice-overs and they couldn’t include the emails. also the small random change that bothered me the most is that they changed their first meeting being rio at the olympics to the climate melbourne conference (?????) and made their whole relationship pre-movie a lot less interesting. umm they did good with the interview and their interactions pre and post the cake but then they abandoned all of that half an hour in. do think the physical comedy is always way more fun to watch in a visual medium like that cake scene was hilarious they were just worse at the emotional beats. guys they used bad reputation 😭😭😭😭 i had to pause at that point…i had to pause and recover for ages. the get low scene contained a lot of Choices. the Choices were all very interesting and im not sure what more can be said about them. the beginning was fairly solid then everything sort of went downhill felt like i was watching a train wreck. mildly entertaining and occasionally moving train wreck but regardless a train wreck. btw let no one claim the political commentary in the novel is good but at least it slightly exists. the politics in the movie are completely spineless and extremely confused. yes it’s an amazon prime royalty romcom so what can u expect but they just hovered on the threshold of criticism. when they didn’t actually show a crowd of people supporting them or w/e but just showed the reflection of them in the window i almost started laughing. alex’s speech at the end lacked any subtlety at all and made no sense (why tf would he make a speech coming out + explaining his relationship with henry Before he talked to henry or the royal family???) the script is like constantly having characters say really obvious things. shoutout to stephen fry’s line delivery at least. there was a perfume genius cover of can’t help falling in love (it was supposed to be your song that played there anyway???). what more can be said.

[nikatyler]

Zeph 1.0

in other news we continue clowning for Astarion and letting him drink from us

(x)

Right so I don't know what or who to believe anymore in this goddamn game

I say goddamn but I still love it don't get me wrong

(x)

mum come pick me up i'm scared

now tell me why tf did i rush here with no spell slots left

yeah we're fucked, reload 💀

(x)

i may be a monster

(x)

I'm starting to get a headache but I wanna keep playing 🥴

Hyperfocus this, hyperfocus that, what about "I'm fully aware I should be doing something else or else I will suffer greatly but I can't stop and it's worth the pain" kinda focus

(x)

*You notice the blood's source* *Astarion approves* okay thanks??? 😂

(x)

"Can you imagine dressing entirely in red?" I'm not saving your ass when I create Ross for my next playthrough smh

(x)

I felt really really really bad about this and thought I was making a big mistake (I probably was 💀) but seeing only 7 % of players unlocked this? Yeah that's cool. Or maybe not. Idk I feel bad 💀

(x)

Trying to take down the bitch evil vampire again

Am I struggling? Mayhaps

We are Fucked™ lmao (that's a lmao of big pain not lmao of this is hilarious)

Alright let's try again

How do y'all not get attached and just play and stay cool because it's just a game. I'm 👌 this close to ugly rage crying lol stop being mean to my boy leave him alone stay away from him get a job

Not now duo dammit

...fuck

Yeah no I'm reloading and I'm just gonna fuck around the city a bit, I can't do this rn 💀

Okay so the strategy of 1) just go there 2) try not to die is not working too well in the big fights in act 3 for me 💀 oh well I'll try harder I guess

(x)

they need a pair of glasses smh

(x)

So I'm seriously considering throwing 2 weeks of gameplay in the trash just to get a better shot at a romance but…now I'm thinking about some tedious parts and ehhh 🫠

Is he worth it? He is worth it. Right?

Lmao I don't remember the last time a fictional character had a grasp on me like that. It's rather embarrassing really 💀 I'm too old to act like this aren't I 💀

(x)

Actually considering how bad today has been, reloading that far will probably Fix Me™ so I'm doing that right after a little afterwork nap

And if it turns out to be pointless or a bad idea I can always just switch back to the furthest point in the storyline I got, I won't overwrite that save

(x)

Sacrificing about 42 hours of gameplay 🫡 it's been an honor but I need the vampire's love more than oxygen. Reloading now 🫡

And I'm making sure to actually finish some quests I didn't the first time *cough* the shadow curse *cough*

(x)

I put him in Karlach's clothes...for science

(x)

HELP I'VE BEEN LAUGHING AT THIS FOR FIVE MINUTES NOW

(x)

I need to pickpocket people more. In the game I mean. Every time I succeed, I get a good giggle out of it 🤭

(x)

organ rearranger you say...can i...can i say something...

Okay we're all adults here right I can say it. Minors look away this isn't a safe space for you

Well let's just say I stole this for someone and he can rearrange my organs anytime okay byeeeeeeee

Well technically he stole it himself I just giggled with my finger ready on f8 in case things go badly 🤭

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Okay so I just found that one reason why some things weren't going well for me was simply because I don't long rest enough in the game 💀

(x)

Me when I first started playing bg3: I hope there's a way to avoid a lot of combat, I hope I'll be able to just talk my way through Me now: woooo slaughter!! 😗

(x)

Nooo I was like "wooo yeah cutscene finally!!! is it happening?? are we so back???? we're so back amirite" and it's this guy 😭😭 (with all due respect i was hoping for something else 💀)

(x)

and it's only gonna get worse

let's goooooo

(x)

Does this game hate me or what

It's so joever it's so joever I'm just not getting any cutscenes in the camp lmao

My negative rizz is so strong not even videogame characters want me

(x)

You know what? I get her

(x)

WAIT HOLD WE ARE SO BACK

I USED TO PRAY FOR TIMES LIKE THIS *incoherent screaming*

I truly am the embodiment of this meme

I'm not even trying to scream anymore my voice is dead

I can't believe this actually happened so now I'm pretty much spamming the kiss, ignoring everything else

"I play for the plot" she said 🤭

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my game crashed, good thing I save every five seconds otherwise I'd think about jumping off of very tall somethings

okay i actually lost like zero progress, jfc blessed day

(x)

Zeph you're standing way too close lol

(x)

"I'm gonna speedrun the parts I've been through about a week ago," she said, failing to realize she's not a good runner

There's no such thing as speedrunning this game lol. I just want to do everything always. Fight everything and open every crate and loot everyone 🤭

(x)

back to act 3 we go now that i've righted my wrongs 😌😌

(x)

wise words from daddy, wise words indeed

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buddy you have one job

(x)

...okay?

(x)

"watch out for anyone acting STRANGELY" said by the guy who tries to suck your blood on like the first night of camping together but ok love whatever you say 💀

(x)

[lemmetreatya]

Can't wait to see Zeke's smugness crash and burn when Eren brings lil bb Timothy over all decked out in his teensy Adidas kitten sweater. And he actually has the NERVE to be like "of course he's a cat, what did you think I meant?🤨"

Context —>: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5

😭😭

And what’s even worse is that eren genuinely doesnt believe everyone thought it was a real kid. like in his head there is absolutely no way anyone could have thought he meant an actual REAL baby 😭😭 now he thinks they’re playing a prank on him because he’s so confused how no one clocked on

“What the fuck?” Bellowed Zeke.

Eren looks at his suddeny-turnt-panel-board family all looking up at him from the couch, their expressions entirely different than to what he thought they would in seeing Timothy.

Tentatively, he adjusts the see-through bubble backpack he currently sported on his chest. Currently, Timothy Chalameow was asleep.

“What?” Eren addressed towards his brother, concerning he was the only one who had spoken first in the last five minutes.

Wagging his finger towards his backpack, Zeke had on a crazy expression.

“You’re telling me this is the Timothy you’ve been talking about? Your child?”

The frown lines that poked at Eren’s head came back to haunt him. He wasn’t understanding what was going on, especially with how fed up his parents looked. Carla’s face was buried in her hands and Grisha couldn’t look him in the eyes.

“Yeah? I told you this.” Eren took the backpack off and set it on the ground. “Why are you so surprised?”

Zeke got up in sudden shock before standing over his currently crouched brother.

“No. No, Eren, No. No, you told me, you told all of us, that you had a child. A fucking baby. You never mentioned it was a kitten you plucked off the street.”

Now protectively holding Timothy in his arms, Eren had on a defensive face as he aimlessly scratched just behind his baby’s neck. He would have gone for his head but he didn’t want to take off his Etsy custom made wooly hat.

“Well, he is my child. I call him my baby, yeah but surely you didn’t think I was talking about a human baby?”

At that, both Carla and Grisha let out a joint sigh and Zeke agitatingly rubbed at his face but Eren was still confused on why his family could even presume he was talking about an actual kid.

“Yes. Yes, we did think you were talking about a human baby Eren because you talked about it exactly like one.” Zeke said as he turned around to pace the room.

“You even dress it like one.” Grisha mumbled. He was relieved it wasn’t an actual child yet so confused why this cat wore an adidas sock and sported socks on it’s feet.

Standing up with Timothy in his arms, Eren looked between his family with his face written in perplexity.

“Okay, now I’m confused. If you lot really did think it was a baby, why are you not relieved? It seems like you’re more disappointed at the fact that it’s not a real life baby.”

“I dunno, Eren. It just… it didn’t seem unlike something you’d do. Sorry.”

Getting up and excusing himself from the room, Grisha gingerly delivered those words. He gave Timothy one sideways glance before shaking his head and making his way out.

Eren looked towards his mother who had her mouth covered with her hand, her eyes widely blown as she looked away from Eren and Timothy. With a sigh, Eren rolled his eyes before quickly planting a kiss on Timothy’s head. The kitten only yawned in response.

“I can’t believe you people thought it was a real human baby. Damn, like you think so lowly of me.” He says obnoxiously.

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 247

The Vessel/Before the Flood

“The Vessel”

Plot Description: Unaware that Lucifer is pulling the strings, the Winchesters have Castiel send Dean back in time to a doomed WWII submarine to retrieve a Hand of God

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes: by virtue of not being one of the Winchesters and not being born til the 80s, yes…sort of…can you survive something you weren’t yet around for? (Also, now having actually WATCHED it, by not being a literal nazi, I’m safe from that French woman’s wrath)

Not the brief view of a rendering of the ark of the covenant. I wish Dean had seen it…he’d mention Indiana Jones

Omg…even with what I know about the plot, when we returned to hell’s throne room, I expected Crowley 😭

Oh…oh, Crowley. I mean, if I were Lucifer I would also be making an example of him like this, sure, but it does hurt to see him chained and caged up like this

(Oh no…I had looked away for a SECOND when Sam said this

And my attention snapped back SO QUICKLY. I’m so mad at what my brain has become in the past week)

You know, I was gonna scold Sam for chastising Dean for drinking beer at noon because, like, you’re out of coffee and it’s your fault, Sam. But then Dean was like “what do you want me to drink? Water?” And….that wouldn’t be the worst idea, Dean

I’m glad Crowley has yet to be COMPLETELY broken

Dean ALWAYS gets the “fun” field trips. Sam MIGHT come along sometimes but Dean always goes

The way Lucifer’s just making shit up and Dean’s just eating it up because it’s coming out of Cas’s mouth

Sopping wet Misha is adorable. Lucifer did not make it onto the submarine and brought so much ocean water back into the bunker

I think Sam’s gonna figure out Cas ain’t Cas soon-ish. He’ll do it before Dean does…

And Dean always gets to wear the fun little outfits. He’s dressed in a lil sailor uniform

This guy quizzing Dean on the later half of the 1940s is so annoying. Let Dean find out there’s no angel warding and Lucifer just left him there (I’m really hoping that’s what happened. That would be so much more interesting than angel warding on the hull)

Luci’s getting so sloppy in his quest for power. A spell needs the power of an archangel so “we might as well try”?! Castiel would NEVER put himself on the level of the archangels (we know he went straight to trying to be god)…but even when he tried to play god he didn’t do it as just base level Cas

Why are you so oblivious, Sam?

Omg omg omg Sam stopppppp don’t do thisssss. Don’t let Lucifer touch your soul. LET. HIM. COOK. But don’t let him near your actual soul

No, Luci, because SAME. I’m also laughing at how terribly and awfully earnest Sam’s being right now and just…fuck. Come on.

I had too much faith in Sam. Lucifer had to really spell it out for him

Ooooooo Cas is fighting back!! YES, BABES!!

Girl, what are you DOING??

SERIOUSLY?! Delphine used up all the juice the hand of god had in it?? I mean, sure, we shouldn’t let Lucifer use it for his evil bidding, but whyyyy

The way the answer to “do you wanna talk about it?” with them is ALWAYS no

“Before the Flood”

Plot Description: a fearsome alien warlord sets in motion a twisted plan to ensure his own survival

Was he so bothered by being called a magician (something he called himself, if I’m not mistaken) that he had to go get an electric guitar about it? It’s just a weird turn he’s taken. He also allegedly made himself Beethoven…

How…how is this not a “potential future”? How is this just the future where he actually dies?

The way Clara is always getting screwed over by her time with the Doctor. She’s now thought he’s had to die TWICE. Not “it’s possible,” she thought Eleven’s regeneration was the last one and now this….on top of losing Danny

How can he not want to break the rules when it comes to his own morality but interacting with his own ghost??

My guy, if you really wanted to beat the magician allegations, get rid of the red silk lining of your jacket

Ah, fuck…ghost Doctor was giving a list of the death order for this crew (plus Clara, but since Clara’s next, she’s not gonna die)

Hahahahaha, you’re really locked on this day. Fantastic. Now there’s two of you here, what’s gonna happen?

………are we back to the great intelligence?? That voice is kinda familiar

Maybe not. But it IS a horrifying monster of an alien

I THOUGHT YOU TWO WERE GONNA STICK TOGETHER. Dammit…

These could have been such interesting episodes if it weren’t for the alien warlord causing it…

There really could have been——what in the heteronormativity? Why was everyone on this crew in love with each other? And specifically two m/f pairings…why did we throw both of those in at the end??

(Maisie Williams in the next episode??)

[tailsisfluffy]

So I am playing Persona 4 Golden for the first time. Keep in mind that the only other Persona game I have played is Royal. Right now I just finished the first dungeon.

A few thoughts and encounters:

-Yosuke is actually pretty smart. Thought he was going to be the unintelligent comic relief righthand guy that flirts with girls stereotype. And he felt like he started off that way. Granted, I was going to love anyways because I tend to love the best friend, i.e. Ryuji. But as soon as he became my partner, he just sobered up? Real detective vibes? Taking charge instead of charging for the most part? My dude, I wanted him to be the leader when he asked but of course that NO button is a lie.

-I need one of those volume UI that lets you control the volume of each specific person because Chie really needs to be turned down. Like, she is even louder than the music, and this music is loud. She's like a commercial between shows, volume twice as high.

-What the fuck are these teachers?

-Why, Why, do you show me more club doors and I only get to join two? I mean, I was a band kid in highschool, but I would have loved to join the Home EC club.

-Speaking of Home EC, Nanako over here making breakfast and warming up dinner. I thought she was like 12 but wiki says she's 6-7. What?

-Oh. I see the 6-7 now. She won't stop with the Junes. Please stop.

-So do all the Persona mascots have a crush on a human team member? Teddie over here not knowing about the romantic stuff until it suddenly struck him. He literally meets Yukiko once and suddenly knew everything on that.

-It was probably the wine, but I spent five minutes laughing at that lady in the store. It wasn't because she resembled a Ghibli character. It wasn't the eyes. It was those tiny ass glasses that she had on the tip of her nose. How is she seeing? Even if they are for decoration they make no sense. What!

-This dude really selling weapons under the "art" label, huh?

-Lady, I do not know what the "Sub-menu button" is. Why do I keep running into you? I know who you are but I can't stop."

-"I won't let you go out this late" Well, screw you. That first night I got that notification that I could sneak out, all I did was stand right outside the front door to prove I can. Nanako over here being a real one not saying anything. That's what you get for not being home, Dojima. Your charges are partners in crime now.

-Tiny Glasses lady is doing Ghibli things. She's a witch. No other explanation.

-Y-you're telling me that the only way to get anything is by the Shuffle? Which is only activated when you do an All Out Attack. Which you have to kill the Shadow during said Attack? 😭😤😞 I miss Royal mechanics already.

-*Sobbing and raging at just the first dungeon because I only have 3 Personas because I can't fuse anything because I can't activate enough shuffles.*

Well, I guess this was more than a few. 😅 Let's see how the game progresses.

-It feels like ranking up attributes is taking forever. I'm still at level 1 in all of them.

-The concept of time is really screwed here. "Did you see her interview from a few days ago-?" You mean last night? Teddie moaning about being left alone and I'm like "Dude, it's barely been two weeks and you've been in this realm your whole life by yourself. Even Yosuke called him out on that. Stop trying to guilt trip us.

[itstheghostofmypast]

My Little Stress Eater

Five X F.Reader

(Headcanons)

Summary: "What? I eat when I'm stressed okay?!" Y/N has always been a shy little wreck, more or less the only way Five could tell she wasn't feeling her best was when she would start eating the same proportions as Luther. If that wasn't all, the more closed off she was, the more he wanted to know about her.

Point of Headcanon: Nothing really, just wanted to write about an S/O that was closed off and resorted to stress eating when nervous - kinda got too personal while writing😭🥺 apologies in advance

Gif credit to owner

Note: Five is around 21 when he is hired by the Handler and so is Y/N.

Genre: Fluff

Five X FemReader

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After Five is hired, the Handler tells him to meet his partner.

"She will be in an Irish bar".

"How will I know it's her?"

"Think of it like it's a test, you'll figure it out."

That lady was a crack head and he was sure of it. Making his way into the Irish bar at midnight he sees dozens of men with their female companions, all rowdy and noisy. Eyes scanning the room till he finds someone at the corner table, a corner illuminated by a single spot light on top.

Was she ...stress eating?

He walks over to her table and stands their, watching her stuff a pastry in her mouth.

"Commission?"

She looks up at him with a mouth full of what he assumed was a chocolate tart, before swallowing and quickly wiping her face with a napkin.

"Y-yes you must be Mr.Five."

"Mind if I sit down?"

"N-no not at all please, Sir"

"okay, stop with the Sir "

"Yes Sir-I mean Mr.- I mean..."

"So you're a stress eater huh?"

"...sorry about that"

"It's fine, as long as it doesn't mess with our work."

So here's the thing, he thought she was stress eating for the mission, getting cold feet ya know. But turns out she can kill better and faster than he can, and works with knives like she's painting- something Diego should learn to do. 

The problem with the stress eating only rose up everytime the two were either done with the mission or the aftermath of the mission.

He really has no clue why because she never really speaks to him. Even  after a year of working with her he only knows a handful of things about her; her name, age and that she's a stress eater.

He does deduce that she isn't much of a talker, conversations are things she truly avoids the most- he figured that out after a mission, when the two were driving back and "Put Your Head On My Shoulder" by Paul Anka began to play, and for some ungodly reason it made him feel...weird so he changed the channel. Not a minute after she carefully reached for the button and switched it back to the song, looking out her window again- okay, so she likes music too. He didn't change it after though.

It's not like she wouldn't respond to him when hed ask her something. He just noticed how she would be calmly sitting while she was alone and as soon as hed come and ask her anything, she'd become a nervous wreck- which is why he had asked the Handler numerous times to let the girl work alone but the blonde would refuse.

Almost 2 years in he decides it's best to confront her about this.

"If you don't mind me asking"

He begins to ask her one day, after working together for 2 year. Sitting in the same bar, the whole year went like a cycle. 

"Yes?"

"What stresses you out?"

Unfortunately, that had forced her to flush pink. Gulping down her coffee in one go before wheezing out, hissing at the warmth. 

Panicking he grabs a glass of cold water and gives it to her, helping her drink. 

"You know what, nevermind Y/N."

And she quietly sips the water and he goes to the bar, getting her another pastry.

That went work well

A few years later, when both are in their late 20s. The two are cornered on a mission and they end up in an alley- a dead end. Five tries to blink them away but he's out of juice and she's out of ammunition.

And she turns to look at him

"Five! Blink away please"

"I can't Y/N, I'm out of juice-"

"Then run! I'll distract them!"

"Are you stupid!?"

"Please just go! You'll finally have no partner that way-"

"WHAT? YOU THINK THATS WHAT- OH MY GOD." 

Fortunately, the new birthed anger had given the man an emotional burst that charged his powers. Eventually he was able to get them out of their.

Back at the motel he confronts her and she's about to dip when he's just:

"NO. NO EATING NO RUNNING AWAY. ANSWER MY QUESTION."

"I...I heard you and the handler and-"

"You've been distracted since then? Wait...no you wanted to- are you INSANE?"

"No, I could've handled them I was ...I.."

Five feels like he's about to explode, never has he met anyone so closed off - he thought he was secretive but this was just messed up.

"You what Y/N, just...I just want to know"

"I like ...I mean...it's you I ...why do u want to get rid of me?"

"I don't....I just asked her because you seem so uncomfortable around me and we've known each other for years but-"

Cue her going to the minifridge to look for something and he goes after her to stop her. 

"Do you...like me"

"Perhaps...."

Cue Five grabbing her face and crashing his lips on hers. And he's glad when she responds, clinging onto him.

So after  years of knowing each other she lets him in; ever so slowly though. 

And he realised how different they were, he was impatient and impulsive, while she was patient and immensely shy. While he would spit out his opinion and shun down any other, she would nod and remain quiet. He would lose his appetite when stressed, while hers would increase to large proportions. He preferred math and science, while she preferred myths and folklore- coming down to an imperial science Vs social sciences.

Though there were strong similarities between the two, both prefer peace and quiet, neither enjoys killing and most of all, both of them are always ready to sacrifice themselves for the other.

Their relationship is no secret, everyone in the commission knows about them and may have titled them as 'The Beauty and the Beast' - though she sees no beast when she looks at five and assures him that she has killed way more people when she was first hired at the age of 15.

Soon enough, Five decides he wants to marry her- though he is unsure if she is ready for such a big change, so he decides to drop hints.

Like leaving a bouquet around their apartment for her, or getting her random souvenirs on their missions. Being extra nice to her- every cliche thing he could find in any book about romance- yes, the boy had decided to refer to a book when it came to feelings as well.

But almost three months with this routine and he gets no reaction out of her, in fact, he personally feels as if she is more distant- like she was when they first met. Initially he thought it was his usual paranoia , but one night when they came home late from a mission and she chose to sleep in the guest room, that was the last straw- he was sure she had begun to hate him.

Next morning he decides to confront her about this- only to find her standing next to the kitchen counter that was lined up with a dozen dishes.

He slowly taps the counter to get her attention and she turns to him with eyes as wide as saucers, wiping her mouth with her sleeve and clearing her throat 

"Love, are you alright? You've been nervous all week and...I'm .worried".

He approaches her slowly, speaking in a hushed voice, call it something about her he liked the most, her fragility. He wasn't the best with words and as he got to know her more, he realised how important it was to choose your words carefully, to speak in tones that do not trigger the other. At first he felt like it was walking on eggshells, but she had told him how it is important to consider the other person's feelings as well- she was possibly the most empathetic person he had ever had the luck to meet and he was glad she was his.

So there he stands in the kitchen, walking closer to her as she stares at her shoes. Gently holding her chin he tilts her head up, "Please, at this rate you'll eat half the world's rations."

At this she let out a small giggle, music to his ears. A sound so pleasant and calming, a sound he hadn't heard for a while.

"Well?"

"I...will you break up with me?" 

"What?!"

"W-well you've been so nice to me and...I just, you were also reading that book I have you about...feelings and stuff and-"

"I'm unsure if I should be more concerned about the fact that being nice made you assume the worst of me or that a woman who knows more about any culture about the world, is able to kill faster than light with ease, is too dumb to see what's Infront of her."

"W-what"

"I was trying to lead you to realise I want to marry you."

"WHAT-"

"Will you?"

She stares up and him and grabs him by the lapels of his shirt, pulling him closer, their noses touching, whispering;

"Why cant you just use words Five?"

"Why cant you just accept grand gestures,  darlin?"

He smirks down at her, arms wrapped around her waste.

"So, what's it going to be?"

"Yes."

"Good, because I wasn't gonna take no for an answer."

With that the two were married, a small wedding, quiet one too, one that was not known by anyone at the commission. Neither wanted to involve a lot of useless people, especially those who really meant nothing to them.

Either way, Five had told her about the apocalypse and how he wanted to go back. And much like his expectations, not only did she listen to him intently but also began to eat her dinner a bit faster- she was stressed for HIM.

"Y/N, why are you nervous about that, God-"

"B-but that's so sad and you were just a kid"

"NO, NO I AM NOT GIVING YOU MY RICE- "

Either way she ended up eating off his plate too, not that he minded.

Fast forward to the couple standing there staring at the portal. He reached to hold her hand, glancing her her determined face;

"Nervous?"

"No"

"Didn't see you devour anything today either so, if you're having second thoughts -"

"I'm not nervous because we're together."

With that Five felt his heart almost burst with joy and the two jumped into the portal, to 2019.

All that confidence went down the drain when she saw his siblings, then turned to look at a young Five.

"Shit"

The kitchen scene is the siblings personal favourite. Not only was their sibling's wife immensely tensed (visibily) she had also ended up eating Five's sandwich - for while he was arguing with Luther, she delicately pulled it out of his hand and out of habit he had let her take it. Only to realise what had happened after she had finished.

"Wheres my sa-seriously?"

"Sorry"

Everyone was amazed how this girl had to potential to tame their psychotic brother. Even after he came back with another suit case, just as Luther had told everyone about the world ending and no one wanted in on it, which had lef him to throw sissy fit, she had simply placed her hand on his shoulder, speaking up for him,

"This isn't a personal gain anymore, I know all of you have something or someone at stake but right now, the whole world being at stake is more important."

Five had never seen them actually agree on anything, let alone listen to anyone, but she had the magic to get them to do so.

Another thing the siblings notice is the way the couple communicates, usually it would be Five pacing around and mumbling stuff and she'd be eating something and listening. 

When the eye became useless, Five was about to explode, but when he turned to look at her, she gave him a soft, reassuring smile. And for a moment Kluas had witnessed his brother malfunction, staring at her a bit too long before going back to losing his mind.

To be honest, Allison felt that the raging teen hormones were only affecting their brother and not her.

Luther was sure of that. While Diego had somewhat developed and older brother character around her, his first instinct being to protect her. Something that Five had noticed to which he felt the need to say;

"Don't underestimate her jackass, she can kick your a** to the moon and back".

However , the 60's were the worst, for when they arrived, none of them were together- that included her. It was safe to say that Five was scared shitless, because she was not around him. He was more paranoid and impatient, so when he met Elliot and he saw a photo of her, he felt much better. Until he realised that she had ended up with Klaus, which was either a very good combination of a horrible one.

Luckily when the hippie arrives to the place where everyone is, Y/N follows in suit. As soon as she locks eyes with Five she runs to him, burying her face in his neck as he pulls her closer, not concerned about what his siblings would think of, whispering to her;

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I left you."

"It's okay, it wasn't in your control... plus Klaus started a cult and he's a great therapist"

"Danke my lady."

"You started a CULT? HOW MANY OF YOU MANAGED TO AFFECT THE TIMELIN-"

But before he has the chance to blow up she pulls him down for a kiss, then let's go, leaving him standing their angry and embarrassed.

Giving Klaus the opportunity to say:

"Children keep it PG here."

As things get worse, especially after Elliot is killed and Lila turns out to be the Handler's help, they stand their watching their names flash on the TV as terrorists, other than her and his, because apparently they were hostages.

"It's true, sometimes I do feel like I'm being held hosta- please stop eating the tuna jelly, please."

"IM SORRY OKAY BUT DO YOU SEE HOW WR ARE TOTALLY F***ED FIVE? I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THIS!"

Five stares at her confused then nods before turning to his siblings,

"I'm impressed, we broke my empathetic, soft spoken, polite stress eating wife."

Luckily, as soon as Five is able to save them, yet again, at Sissy's farm, they teleport back to 2019, this time ready for a peaceful life, only they end up finding themselves face to face with the Sparrow Academy.

"Five?"

"Yeah"

"I think I just lost my appetite"

"But love, I'm sure they have a whole kitchen stocked for you to devour"

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Note: Please excuse the horrid formatting, I wrote this on my phone and technology ain't working out for me these days. Either way, I hope ya'll like it'

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[whysojiminimnida]

I'm gonna be petty and this is all shade to taekookers and not taekook themselves but those few minutes of jikook beside each other at the camper van in today's in the soop had more intimate chemistry than all the taekook clips combined this whole season and I just wanna know why taekookers can't just let taekook be besties in peace 😭😭

Oh anon, you’re tryna get a bitch drawn, quartered, ratioed, cancelled and snatched bald with that question —

But I ain’t scared of shit so let’s get it.

Most of the TKK community is unaware that they have been played hard by a very few savvy people. In any conspiracy theory or criminal investigation the first question to ask is “cui bono?” - “who benefits?” So let’s look at that shall we?

Cui bono? The people making their entire living by selling lies, is who. A very few in particular. One who recently lost and regained a YouTube channel full of utter bullshit springs to mind. And she is not, I repeat, NOT a nice person. The people behind conspiracy theories rarely are.

But hey if crazy ass conspiracies can get a whole US Capitol rioted upon in the name of the Trumpmurica ship then there is definitely bank to be made on Jungkook and Taehyung. It’s disgusting and gross and awful and there are five people looking for that liar to go down so they can step in. Follow the money, follow the clout. Then be like Jin and just say

It’s not a bad hustle if you’re good at leading horses to Kool-aid. I wouldn’t do it but clearly some people don’t mind victimizing real people to make a buck and get warm fuzzies and presents. Worked for Trump I guess.

Fake exclusivity via subscribers and “they’re out to get me so I need to verify you before letting you follow me” is a classic hook. False sources (“my k-army friend who I will never name”) is another. Mistranslation is a third. Hate in the guise of “but I love them all, I can’t help it if he acts like a whore for the company” is the worst. And all of it comes down to power and then money. It’s a long con and it clearly works. Not that Jimin is judging them but

Meanwhile I’ll just watch Jungkook light up and sigh happily while Jimin touches his neck. They have a neck kink in that house in case you hadn’t noticed. It’s kinda cutesexy, I’m here for it. And maybe rewind to that whole Taehyung adoring Jimin enough to cook for him and make a thing about it like Jimin wasn’t deadass asleep… adorable.

If the TKK_Liar hadn’t started in fucking over Jimin’s entire character (and JeiKei’s and Taehyung’s honestly) I’d think she was harmless but she did, she’s toxic, and a whole segment of the fandom hates Jimin for it like he isn’t the most precious person to his man and his avowed platonic soulmate.

Fuck that bitch seriously. And her disciples who are old or smart enough to know better.

[eitelle]

HI ELLE CONGRATULATIONS ON 400???? THAT’S SUCH A GREAT ACHIEVEMENT OMG <33 here’s to many more, dear!!

so i use she/her pronouns and i would love for my new year’s kiss to be osamu miya! and for a friend group, let’s do the inarizaki five (osamu, atsumu miya, rintaro suna, aran ojiro, and shinsuke kita!) the anime is haikyuu (maybe i should’ve started with that—)

time for osamulea hcs (aka my favorite thing to ever exist):

-osamu appreciates that i, never once, have even come close to choosing atsumu over him ever, since he struggles with having such a superstar brother

-whenever osamu catches me doing something idly, like reading or cleaning up, he just stares lovingly at me, but i absolutely do the same whenever he’s cooking or laying down

-before the relationship, we were pining so bad for each other,, and it wasn’t even a span of months it was probably a good year before he got tired of it

-for fun dates, we travel the city looking for new places to shop or eat or get coffee, even in the freezing cold and snow. we’re city people, we love the exploring of the city and the nightlife (partying safely)

-we would much rather stay in and spend the day with each other instead of go out,, osamu’s a perfect cushion to lay on and he always plays with my hair

-he does the cooking, and i’m slowly teaching him to bake,, it’s our dynamic (i don’t know how to bake much either :,))

-he makes me the happiest girl in the world and i’m sure i make him just as happy too <3

hope that was enough- CONGRATS ON 400 AGAIN!!!

NO U MAKE HIM MORE THAN HAPPY LEA YALL R ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE 😭😭 i love ur headcanons shut up anyways

cutest couple aesthetic i digress

drabble:

the inarizaki boys really knew how to throw a party you thought to yourself as you watch the 5 boys sit on a couch way too small for them all on their phones. you and osamu exempt, as you two snagged the love seat (for obvious reasons).

“‘tsumu who the hell are you texting right now,” you hear from a low voice behind you.

“im texting mom, asking if we even still have cable,” the pisshead blonde (lovingly) twin responds back.

“oh ok,” you hear as you feel his chest vibrate with his little laugh.

“cmon guys lets play a boardgame,” you suddenly decide as you get up off osamus lap and onto the floor in which you spotted monopoly underneath the couch. “hey how come nobody told me you guys have monopoly? kita, aran, tsumu, suna, you 4 live together so who bought this?”

as you scan all of the boys’ faces all of them look like they know something, making you even more suspicious.

“cmon guys spit it out already,” osamu quips, also getting intrigued as why the hell would 4 college boys have monopoly in their way too small apartment.

“suna stole it,” aran says while rolling his eyes. as the fox eyed boy side eyes aran, he nods.

“suna,” you start.

“dont even. i was just fooling around at target and i wanted to flirt with some of the workers. i really didn’t technically steal it, she just gave it to me. thats why her number is written in the box,” suna drawled. “i texted her but she used all of the wrong emojis and then blocked me because apparently i was ‘too dry’.”

everyone in the room looked at suna.

“ok maybe i am a little dry.”

all of a sudden tsumus phone dinged. “YO MOM TEXTED BACK! she said the countdown is on channel 769. haha, 69.”

as everyone rolls their eyes, your boyfriend clicks the tv on and gets to the channel right at 5 minutes left to spare. as the other 4 start to talk about how lonely they are, samu tugs you into his lap and your head fits into his lap almost like it was the only thing your bodies knew how to do.

all the staring and unspoken words between you two made time pss by awfully fast because all of a sudden you heard, “10… 9…” from the tv.

as samu smirks at your sudden awakening of reality, he pulls you in right as the ball drops to kiss you as if its your last.

[impactmintsfresh]

"other than little elf any stories people still care about and want an update on" I would lose my MIND with glee for an update to You're Not Alone Anymore. I think about this story all the time. Give me seven wildly overprotective doting partners, yes plz.

Ok so! After I made that post life got a little mad, I'm moving/changing jobs/and buying a car... Again (I did this all like two months ago 😭) so let me get settled and I will update promise!!

So I've not looked at/edited this in months but here's the start of chapter 10 💕 I was having major aquarium envy when I started writing this lol

// how do you do a break on the app //

Steve was sitting at the coffee table in the main room reading, he looked up when he heard his little one on her way towards him. Steve's whole face lit up when he saw her crawling along the floor to him. He watched her wince slightly and, wrongly assuming it was her knees, ran over to scoop her up.

"Hey Princess, got your paci around here somewhere." She could feel the plug slightly more deeply inside her now sitting on Steve's hip, causing her face to heat up and her try to hide into his arm.

Steve put this all down to her being a cute baby and decided to bounce her slightly. Her mouth slipped open and he teased the nipple of her paci against her lips, watching as she started to drool slightly. Steve pushed it into her mouth and then readjusted himself. 

Natasha smirked at the sight of their little girl clearly feeling the plug getting fucked into her with every bounce. Steve's innocent looking face suggesting that he has no idea. "Wanna tell Daddy why you are all blushy, little one?" Steve looked down at her confused.

Steve felt her grip his shirt, hide her face, and shake her head slightly. He watched Natasha walk towards them and give the girl a pat on her backside. "Our little baby slut here begged Mommy to fill her ass with a pretty pink princess plug." 

Steve smirked. "Oh really? Have we not been giving you enough attention?" His fingers were quickly under her skirt and he felt the plug through her panties and tights. Using his thumb he pushed up on the plug, pushing it deeper into her making her squeal around her paci.

His fingers brushed her cunt. "Baby you're so wet already! I can feel how desperate you are leaking through your panties. Mommy will have to make sure we pack a diaper bag for you hmm?" The humiliation was just the right mix of embarrassing and loving that had her stomach all tied in knots. 

She felt herself being lifted from Steve's arms and into Bucky's. "There you are!" He rubbed his nose against her, making her face scrunch up adorably and cause her to giggle. "Been looking for you everywhere, gotta get you strapped up in the car." Thankfully Bucky held her in a way that gave her ass a slight break. 

Bucky placed her into the huge family car that they could all fit in, making sure to strap her in tightly. It had been slightly modified by Tony to be as safe and secure as possible for her exact size. The added straps that no one else had made her sink even further into that little space in her head.

She watched from her seat, unable to move much, as everyone walked around filling the car. "Where are we going?" She asked each of them as they hustled around, and everytime got the same "it's a surprise" answer. She tried not to pout but you wanted to know!

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They had been driving for 30 minutes when she lost the battle. "Are we there yet?" 

"Not yet baby, why don't you and Clint play I Spy?" Steve sounded excited in the front seat next to Tony. But instead she turned away from Clint to watch the road.

It took five minutes before she caved again, "are we there yet?" 

Tony tried not to laugh at Steve's eyebrow twitching. "No baby, I promise I'll tell you when we are. Do you not have any toys back there?" She just huffed.

Two minutes later, Steve noticed her fidgeting again. Groaning, he knew what was about to happen before her mouth opened. "Are w-"

Steve turned  around in his seat to face her. "No. We. Are. Not. There. Yet. One more word out of your mouth and your ass will be red as well as stuffed with that plug little girl. Now behave before I have Tony turn this car around and you spend the rest of the day in your crib. Clint give her her paci." And Steve turned around. 

He watched as her head fell in the mirror quietly putting in the paci Clint handed her. He watched the tiny smirk on on her face and rolled his eyes. Of course that would turn her on.

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Eventually the team pulled up to the aquarium and they all got out of the van. Steve came round to her side, crossing his arms and looking at her. "Anything to say?" He pulled out the paci.

"'M sorry Daddy, I didn't mean to make you mad I just wanted to know where we were going." She shrugged your shoulders.

"That's ok baby, Daddy packed your punishment just in case." She gasped not knowing what that could mean, as Steve unstrapped her from the car. Steve stood her on the ground in the car park and bent her over the seat. He quickly pulled down her tights and panties, letting her feel the air on her backside and watching her squirm in humiliation. "Legs apart." She shuffled her feet slightly, only for Steve to kick them further apart. 

Steve spread her cheeks and pulled on the plug inside her. Steve teased her a few times pushing and pulling it, feeling satisfied by her whines. Eventually he pulled it out completely, putting it away to be cleaned later and grabbing the slightly bigger plug. He held it up to her face. "Get it nice and wet. I didn't bring lube." Which was a lie there was plenty but he wanted this to be a reminder for her.

She does her best to cover the plug in as much spit as she can while trying so hard not to think about being on display like this in a public car park. Steve knew there would be no one else entering the parking area, Tony having bought out the whole aquarium for 'Avengers Team Building' which required complete discretion from all the staff who had been allowed to stay.

Once Steve was happy with her efforts he pulled the plug out of her mouth and pushed it slowly into her ass. He smirked as she hissed, the plug stretching her just a tiny bit more. Once it was full seated, he gave her ass a couple quick slaps and pulled her clothes back up.

Steve put the paci back in her mouth. "You better be on your best behaviour baby, I only have three more of those and I don't think that tight ass of yours can handle them ok?" She nodded looking down at the floor.

"And don't think I didn't see how wet you were baby hmm, do you like when Daddy has to shout at you." She squeezed his hand, too lost in her head space to form words. Steve smiled and picked her up.