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soyellowcurtainsthen · 2 years

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Hello! Could I please request a Gramblack Assassin AU for the ask game? 🙏🏻

Okay my friend, I’m sorry for the super long wait for this! It’s finally done and I’m posting it, can you believe!!

This was a fun prompt, and i hope my trash writing has been worth the wait (it probably hasn’t, but let’s not think about it)

Tagging @chordassinationtechnique because Megan must always be subjected to my garbage writing!

(Also content warning: for blood and knives, but like nothing is in great detail don’t worry)

Stakeouts are boring.

Yeah, they look fun in the movies where everything is shiny and glossed over and the protagonist is only sitting for a handful of minutes before the bad guy inevitably trips up and the action begins. In reality though, it’s hours upon hours of sitting in the cold and being bored out of your mind because unfortunately even criminals are allowed some downtime.

The job he’d had been hired on was pretty run of the mill. A small- time low-life drug dealer trying to make a name for himself, attracting the wrong kind of attention from the bigger players on his patch, and like clockwork he’d had been called in to clear house.

Gram had set up, on the rooftop across from his marks top floor apartment, and from his vantage point he could easily see the man moving around the small space. When he’d first got into this job he thought he would have to bare witness to all the different and horrible ways that humans could be cruel and twisted. He’d expected these men to spend their free time skinning puppies or something else as equally fucked up, turns out, a surprising amount of criminals spend their free time watching Netflix.

So yeah, stakeouts are boring, and it’s this fact alone that had allowed Gram to let his guard drop.

The only warning he got, before his head was smashed viscously into the wall beside him was the faint smell of cigarettes.

There’s blood running over his eyebrow from where his head had collided with the wall, but that’s the least of his worries as he feels the other persons weight settle along his back, keeping him locked in place, and the unmistakable feeling of a knife edge being placed firmly along the side of his neck.

“I mean, I knew you were shit at your job, but this is just pathetic” a low voice mocks in his ear.

“Who the fuck are you” Gram responds in as threatening a tone as he can manage, but he imagines it cant have the effect he wants it to while the blood continues to stream down the side of his face.

“Looks like you aren’t as subtle as you think you are. Our buddy down there, clocked you following him home. First rule of tailing someone, asshole! Don’t get caught.” His attacker punctuates his point by pressing the blade more firmly against the skin of Gram’s neck.

Sensing little options, Gram decides it’s probably wise to keep his mouth shut for the time being.

Lightning fast, and before Gram can even fully get his bearings, the knife is pulled away from his neck and he’s spun around to face his attacker. He almost breathes a sigh of relief when the blade is pulled away from his skin but it fades quickly when he realises that the knife is now being pressed against the skin above the waistband of his jeans and a hand takes up place at his throat instead.

He hadn’t really known what he expected the other man to look like, but what he absolutely wasn’t prepared for was the way his throat ran dry at the sight of the other man. The universe has a funny sense of humour Gram thinks, of course the man currently threatening to kill him would be unbelievably good-looking.

“He wants you dead, you know”

Gram feeling a moment of bravery, or rather stupidity, decides to call the other man’s bluff.

“ If you wanted me dead though, I already would be” He says, locking eyes with the other man. “True” the other man concedes, with a slight tilt of his head towards him. “So why haven’t you?” Gram questions. His attacker makes a point of slowly dragging his gaze down the lines of Grams body, hand tightening ever so slightly on his throat as he does so, before resuming eye contact. “Maybe I don’t think you’re an entirely lost cause” he replies “ and why is that?” The man doesn’t answer right away, instead choosing to loosen his grip on Gram’s throat, leaning in closer to the skin below his ear. Goosebumps explode across gram’s skin as he feels the the tip of the knife being dragged softly over the skin above the waist band of his jeans before slowly being pulled up up under his t-shirt and dragged slowly over the skin of his abs. Gram is really going to have to have a word with himself later about the way his back arches ever so slightly into the movement of the knife across his body.

“Oh, I’m sure we can think of some way, you can prove me right” the other man breathes into the skin of his neck.

Gram feels the knife move away from his skin, and he knows he should use this opportunity to make a break for it, but he’s too entranced currently with the man in front of him to do anything other than stay exactly where he is.

They move closer together until there is only a hair width of space between their lips, before a smirk breaks out across the other man’s face and Gram feels the cold press of a knife at the base of his skull.

The other man moves away from him quickly after that, a lock of gram’s distinctive silver hair in his hand.

“What are you doing” Gram asks

“Saving your life, dumbass” the other man says making his way towards the roof exit.

“Wait, what about what just happened” Gram asks, head spinning at the sudden turn of events

“Don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet” the other man smirks, before disappearing through the door.

It takes Gram all of five seconds to follow after him.

#gramblack nation this one is for you #shh nobody look at this too deep okay #it’s just boys with knifes #who cares if they are very OOC #look i tried #that’s all that can be asked of me #gramblack #not me the series

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mayans-sauce · 3 years

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Anniversary🖤

Word Count: 900

Warnings: none

Request by @moonsofangel Soooo... I was thinking for very long time something to request you (because as you know I love everything you have written) and I thought about this. If it’s okay for you, how about coco and reader celebrating their first year together anniversary? Thank youuuu, ily❤️✨

A/N: thank you for the request bby🥺I really hope you like this😍 ily so much my love❤️✨ I love my soft boy so I wanted to write something really soft for him! DISCLAIMER: I am not good with rhymes and poems so I’m sorry if the messages in this fic is TRASH!

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Waking up in your bed you share with Coco, you found yourself alone. That’s strange. You usually wake up together, and it was even more strange because today was your first anniversary of being together. Feeling kind of a let down that he wasn’t here and that he had most likely forgotten, you got up only to find a note on the nightstand with your name on the front. Unfolding the paper to find a message from him.

Good morning beautiful. You probably thought I had forgotten our anniversary today because I wasn’t holding you in my arms when you woke up. Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten. Get dressed and go to the place where we first met, there will be something waiting for you, I love you.

Smiling at the note you got dressed and headed to where you guys first met, a small beautiful park.

When you got there you found Ez waiting on a bench, that’s weird. He got up to his feet when he saw you walking towards him. “What is going on Ez?” “Don’t ask me. I’m just here to give you this”. He gave you 6 different envelopes, a big smile on his face. So he knows what this is all about but doesn’t want to ruin the surprise. “Have fun Y/N”. Opening the first letter marked 1, you found another message from him.

You are my sweet cupcake and it’s only fair that you taste something as sweet as you are to me. Your first stop is our favourite bakery. Ask for your name and you shall receive a tasty gift.

Giggling at the message he left you made your way over to your favourite place. When you got there you told the woman that worked there your name and she handed you a pink box. Inside was a cupcake with “1 year” written on it. Thanking her you went outside to eat it. It tasted sweet, just as he said it would be.

Once you were done you opened the second letter to find more instructions for your next quest.

I have something more in store for you. It looks just as beautiful as you and it smells just as beautiful as you, flowers! Your next stop is the flower shop where I always buy you the most beautiful flowers, for my most beautiful girl.

You couldn’t believe Coco had taken time to do something so sweet for you. It made you feel bad that at first, you thought he had forgotten the anniversary.

When you arrived at the shop, a nice, elderly man handed you a beautiful rose bouquet. They smelled so good. On the little card that was attached to them, Coco had written the three most important words in your life, “I love you”.

The rest of the treasure hunt had been so fun, but you wouldn’t wait to open the last letter to see what the end would bring you. So far you had got a sweet cupcake, beautiful flowers, a cuddly teddy bear, a new dress that he wanted you to wear and a shiny necklace. Finally, you were able to open the last envelope that you had been dying to read.

Now for the final treat, that I know you have been dying to read. At home, there is a surprise waiting, warm and sweet just for you. So now hurry home! I cant wait to see my beautiful only one.

Hurrying home in a flash, you went inside and was greeted with the most beautiful sight. The entrance floor was covered in rose petals, leading the way into the dining room. A few lit candles placed here and there to light up the way. Once there, Coco was waiting for you at the table, a smile plastered on his face when he saw you. Sprinting into his arms to hug him tight to you. He wrapped himself around you even closer.

“Johnny… this has been the most beautiful thing! Thank you so much”. “Anything for you mami, I hope you had fun”. Standing on your toes you reached up to kiss him on the lips, he kissed you right back, his hand at the nape of your neck to hold you to him. “I made you a homecooked meal… it’s not much, just some pasta but I hope you like it”. “I know I’m going to love it. Let’s eat”.

He had set up the table beautifully. More flower petals covered the surface, a lit candle in the middle of it. Steam was rising from the meal suggesting that it had just been done minutes ago. Talking about everything and nothing. You couldn’t stop complimenting the tasty meal he had prepared. “OMG, this taste so good”.

After you had finished he took your hand in his. “One last surprise”. Taking you to the bathroom where he had set up a bubble bath for both of you to enjoy after a long day. The aroma of vanilla filling your nostrils. “This is just what I needed Johnny”. Coming up behind you, he wrapped his arms around your waist, his lips leaving a kiss at the side of your neck. “Get undressed” he whispered in your ear.

Getting undress, you both stepped into the bathtub. Your back to his chest, his arms once more finding their home around your waist as you laid yours on top of his. “This has been the best year of my life Johnny and I can’t wait to spend many more with you, I love you”. “I love you”.

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mythiccheroacademia · 3 years

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Happy New Years Hotties!!!

hey :) i know your dash is flodded with beautiful new year’s posts and i just wanna pop in and add my own little thank you note. if you read nothing else, at least read this.

after the year we just had, you deserve some big gross romantic declaration of love and then a new year’s kiss. so lemme just say i love you and give you a smooch. you survived all 365 days and that’s some real hot girl shit. thank you for being you. i’m shaking some metaphorical ass for you bc you are that bitch

wishing nothing but inner peace, self love, confidence, happiness, big moneyyy and all the pretty bitch shit you could ever want in life <3

now that that’s over, wanna see me be a cornball beneath the line?

i’ve attempted to write this an embarassing amount of times. so now im forced to write this 2 hours before midnight at a church event....wearing white like im not on the most sinful app in my phone...in front of my mother...keeping a straight face in front of 100 people...and this wig is squeezing tf out my head. this is prolly not gonna be perfect and if i forget anything or anyone, my b dawg. i’ll be back to edit

so let’s get into it. no beta, we die like hot girls

there’s about 5.4k+ of y’all i’d like to individually thank, but that’s impossible in the time constraint i have. so, for now, pls accept this embarrassing thank you/love letter. im not gonna act like i dont spill my heart out to yall on a daily. but imma do it again. this yr was trash tbh. everyone was being tested like all hell, but we’re here and i’m very grateful for that. my heart is full from all the kind hearts i’ve met throughout my time on here.

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to my mutuals, your presence literally blows my mind bc there was certainly a time i talked to me, myself, and i LMAO. i was so nervous to speak to anyone outside of asks bc a bitch was shy, but you’ve all accepted me with open arms and have made my time on here that more bearable. thanks for tolerating me bc ik i’m a lot sometimes hehe. y’all are cool asf and a large reason why i haven’t called it quits. no matter what i want the best for y’all. thank you, i love you

also i have to write a special shout out to @bnhainthewoo and @melanimed bc you two hoes are stuck w me forever. even tho ion like yall niggas all the time, i love y’all like sisters. you’ve supported me through some real shit and i cant say thank you enough. i’d literally fight anyone for y’all also @liltodo @cellotonin @kingtamakimurder @tamasoft @kelatonin @mrs-atushiro @itsbabyysunnyy @mypimpademia @myhoodacademia @infernaltribute7 @sheerxradiance (i’m forgetting so many people but my mom just asked why i’m typing so much and im PANICKING) you all are people that i was lowkey highkey geeked to get to know and blogs i look up to. when i figured out you followed me, i smiled a lot and every time i interact with y’all i literally tell myself ‘don’t fuck this up cece.’ it’s sick LMAOOO i appreciate you and idk man, i just genuinely like you guys a lot and ion be liking people like dat. hope y’all are well and know that i have real love for you. i’d revoke my hottie card for y’all <3

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to my anime anons, bitchhhhhh y’all are a RIOT. thee harem house is a mess!!! the way you keep my on my toes is sickening. you guys deserve a medal. you make my tumblr experience so fun, i can’t thank y’all enough. you make me feel all kinds of emotions and i’m always asking myself, “now how’d we end up here?” KSSKSK. please know that i’m grateful for every note and ask. i hope you all are having a wonderful new year. i love youuuuu

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to my followers, if anyone deserves the biggest thank you, it’s y’all. you’re the main reason i write. the comments and interactions i get from you....i dont understand how i got so lucky. you’ve seen some shit on here yet you still stay. like bitch wtf. WHY ARE Y’ALL STILL HERE??? you make me smile and i honest to God wish i could hug you all. thank you for believing in my writing. thank you for believing in me and this blog. and thank you for being some real ass pretty bitches

i had more to say but i’d be here all night. happy new years y’all. be safe and know i care about you. thanks for surviving 2020 with me. y’all are some hot girls fr fr

i’m about to tag everyone and their mama. if i forget you, pls know i dont mean it and I”M COMING BACK. i have to do this in the next 3 min jdknfk;fk i love you. don’t come at me sideways! i beg!!!

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#happy new year's!!!#i love you!!

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southsidestory · 3 years

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Hey! I LOVE all of your writing! Thanks for sharing your work with us! I saw that you like kakasakura... any chance you would ever write for them? 🙏☺️

Thank you so much, nonny! I’m so glad you enjoy my writing.

As for KakaSaku... well, there’s definitely a chance I’d write for them, because I already have. 😅 I’ve just never posted it.

But since you sent me this sweet ask, I’ll share the first scene of a KakaSaku fic I’ve been toying with. FYI even though Sakura is a chuunin and this is in the period when Naruto is traveling with Jiraiya, Sakura is 18. Because I said so, and this fanfiction land, where my rules are the only rules lmao

Kakashi’s mission ran over. It turned out that quietly assassinating a samurai lord constantly surrounded by underlings wasn’t as simple as he’d expected. The assassination itself was almost absurdly easy, but getting Lord Akinobu alone long enough to do it wasn’t. He ended up spending almost two weeks in the Land of Iron before an opportunity presented itself.

The trip back to Konoha was uneventful. He should report to the Hokage right away, but he felt a shower and nap were in order first. After he woke up, he watered Mr. Ukki, who had withered a little in his absence. Kakashi suspected that his house plant was indestructible, but two weeks was a long time even for it to go without attention.

He would ask someone to look after Mr. Ukki when he went on missions, but he didn’t have anyone. His neighbors resented him for coming and going at all hours, and his friends were… well, kept at arm’s length. Which was how he liked it. But unfortunately his independence meant poor Mr. Ukki sometimes went without water for a while.

Kakashi meant to go directly to the Hokage tower, but he spotted Gai buying watame from a street vendor and couldn’t resist getting two for himself.

“You only did that to one-up me,” Gai said sourly.

Kakashi continued on, cotton candy in hand. The blue one was the same soft shade as the sky overhead, and the pink was almost the exact color of Sakura’s hair. Like the smooth inside of a conch shell, or the cherry blossoms she was named for.

He hadn’t seen Sakura in three or four months, and he wondered how she was faring. He heard about her occasionally from his fellow jounin. What a skilled kunoichi she’d turned out to be, with the promise of becoming as strong as the Hokage herself someday.

Not much surprised Kakashi, but Sakura did.

He handed the blue cotton candy to a passing child, whose mother immediately yanked it out of his hands and glared daggers at Kakashi. The little boy wailed and reached for the spun sugar treat while his mother lectured him about not taking food from strangers.

Kakashi ate the pink one as he meandered his way toward the Hokage tower. By the time he arrived, he’d finished the cotton candy. He pulled his mask back up over his face, dropped the plastic stick in the lobby trash can, and went up the stairs to Tsunade’s office.

“You’re late,” she said, without looking up from her desk.

Kakashi leaned against the wall, tempted to pull Icha Icha out of his kunai pouch, but Tsunade’s temper and monstrous strength were a formidable combination. He’d like to keep his nose unbroken.

“It was hard to get Akinobu alone.”

Tsunade snorted. “You were the youngest shinobi to be promoted to chuunin in the history of Konoha, and you know a thousand jutsu. You’re creative enough to kill a measly samurai in a timely manner.”

Kakashi didn’t argue. Fighting with the Hokage was an exercise in futility.

She narrowed her eyes at him. “I ought to dock your pay.”

He shrugged. “If you want.”

He had a nice nest egg set away, thanks to his thriftiness and over ten years of A-rank and S-rank mission rewards.

Tsunade sighed. “I expect your report on my desk by twelve tomorrow. And I do mean twelve in the afternoon, not midnight.”

Kakashi nodded with all the deference he could muster. “As you say, Lady Hokage.”

She didn’t look like she believed him, even though he did plan to turn in his mission report on time.

Probably.

Someone knocked on the door, and Tsunade called, “Come in.”

It was Sakura, carrying a stack of binders and looking very harassed. “I got those files you asked for, shishou—”

She stopped dead, green eyes wide as she looked up at him.

“Kakashi-sensei!” Sakura’s words were ruthless and so painfully high that he almost winced.

She hurried to set the binders on Tsunade’s desk, then turned back to him.

"Hey, Sakura. Long time no see."

The surprise fell from her expression and something harder took its place.

"Yeah," she said. "Been busy?"

"I was on a long mission," Kakashi said.

She raised one rosy eyebrow. "Oh? Four months long?"

Apparently Sakura hadn't grown out of her passive aggressive streak.

"Two weeks,” Tsunade said. “And it shouldn't have taken that long.”

Sakura smirked. "Are you losing your touch, Kakashi-sensei?"

He laughed a little. "Don't get too big for your britches. I can still take you."

She opened her mouth, no doubt to toss some retort at him, but Tsunade beat her to it.

“Don’t be so sure. You might be surprised by what she’s accomplished.”

“With a proper teacher,” Sakura said sweetly.

Kakashi scratched the back of his head. “Don’t blame me. If any students besides Team 7 had ever passed the bell test, I would have had more practice before you guys.”

“Please. You didn’t have any problems teaching Sa—” She paused for a moment, and in that brief silence Kakashi heard everything she wasn’t saying. She shook it off and went on. “You taught Sasuke fine. Naruto too sometimes, even though he was dead-last in our class.”

Kakashi canted his head. “Sasuke and Naruto were focused on becoming better shinobi. You were too busy nursing a school-girl crush.”

That was a low blow, but he wasn’t going to take all of the blame here. Sakura was as responsible for her lack of growth as a genin as he was.

She clenched her fists at her sides. “So I wasn’t worth your time? Is that it?”

“I didn’t say that—”

“You might as well have!” She took a few steps toward him, glaring ferociously enough to intimidate a lesser man. Too bad for her he’d seen worse than a spitting mad chuunin. “At least you’re finally honest enough to admit it. Not that you haven’t already made it astoundingly clear how weak you thought I was.”

Tsunade stood up and put her hands on her desk. “If you’re going to brawl, take it outside.”

Sakura’s chest was heaving with ragged breaths, her gaze fierce. She barely topped five feet and might weigh a hundred pounds soaking wet, but size didn’t mean much for a kunoichi of her caliber. Especially a girl trained by one of the legendary Sannin.

“Fine,” she said. “Let’s go to the training grounds.”

“Come back and challenge me when you’re a jounin.”

He ruffled her hair, and Sakura smacked his hand away.

“Don’t treat me like a child, Kakashi!”

That brought him up short in a way that her temper tantrum hadn’t. She never called him by his name alone.

“Then don’t act like one.” He looked to Tsunade. “Am I free to go?”

She waved at him vaguely. “Get out of here before Sakura kills you.”

Kakashi took the shortest route home, barely hearing the hustle and bustle of the village around him. Mrs. Kurosawa, one of his neighbors, berated him for something on his way up the stairs to his apartment, but he didn’t bother to listen. He locked his door behind him, took off his hitai-ate, pulled down his mask, and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. He should read, maybe watch TV. Reruns of his favorite soap opera would start airing in an hour, and he needed to catch up before watching the new episode. Immersing himself in Marriage Contract would help him wind down from his overdrawn mission.

And his fight with Sakura. Which, if he was honest with himself, bothered him more.

He shouldn’t have called her feelings for Sasuke a school-girl crush. He’d watched Sakura’s childish infatuation grow into love, and diminishing it was downright cruel.

Some people would say that thirteen was too young to understand love, but Kakashi knew better. Shinobi learned hard lessons of the heart long before other children. Rin had loved him, and Obito had loved Rin. Kakashi didn’t know who he’d loved. He lost them both before he could figure it out.

Maybe if their team could bring Sasuke home, things would turn out better for Sakura.

He hoped so.

#kakasaku #kakasaku fanfiction #kakasaku fanfic #kakasaku fic #ks fanfiction #my fanfiction #kakasaku drabble #asks #nice people #Anonymous

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msgrumpygills · 3 years

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what made the colored rose glasses come off?

i can say that mine too came off a while ago and i cant believe how blind i was and i blame his fans because i remember how i was defending him even with all that shit he pulled i thought he needed protection and needed to be treated with so much care and he was big cute baby i was part of the people who got his back no matter what but he is not stopping and the amount of money he and his wife keep asking from the fans and the fans give with love is just too much for me am glad you got out i just cant wait for the others to wake up too

and speaking of walker i too hope it flopped because of his ego and his spn Easter eggs and dean sam parallels its just not fair you cant have it all dean died for sam to live even before he died in the end and jared still trying to make money of it just no!!

This is a really good question, so thank you for asking! I’m glad you got out too! It’s kinda liberating! This will probably get really long because I ramble a lot, so I apologize in advance!

I’m not entirely sure there was a specific incident or one thing that happened that made me stop and thing, it was sort of a culmination of a few things. Firstly, I sort of lost interest in the show because I was getting tired of the fan service. I know that sounds a little silly because I was a fan, but the whole pandering to the shippers and the bad writing and for lack of a better word, ridiculous storylines, it got to be too much. I stopped getting excited to watch the show. Now that kinda happened naturally in a way because I fell behind a few weeks, but it wasn’t like when I was a hardcore fan, and I’d be waiting to catch up, I just kinda lost the push I guess? Then seeing the storylines and things, I just didn’t think “Oh wow, I really need to get caught up!” because nothing really sounded that interesting. I didn’t care about the Jack storyline, I was tired of the Dean/Cas fan baiting, all of that. I was only interested in Scoobynatural and then the episode where John comes back because I wanted to see Jeffrey Dean Morgan.

So I was kinda disillusioned a bit about the show. I was also getting really tired of Misha’s political tweeting and his hypocrisy. I believe that was what led me to an anti blog? I can’t really remember how, but I stumbled upon an anti blog and I started reading through and realized that there was a lot going on behind the scenes that I wasn’t really a fan of. So all of these things were kind of stacking on top of the next, and I started to take those glasses off. So it wasn’t really one specific thing, it was many.

But now I’m at this point where I’m really opening my eyes and realizing how bad things have always been, and I turned a blind eye. I was the same way as you were, needing to protect Jared the big fragile baby, standing up for everything they did. I was going through my timehop and saw some tweets defending Jared’s relentless bullying of Justin Bieber, his insensitive comments of PSH, things like that. It was embarrassing because I was only standing strong with him because I was in so deep as a fan. I mean, I never really agreed with his doxxing of random employees, but I would sort of turn a blind eye to that and just ignore it. Now I realize how stupid that was.

I’m not saying that I regret being a fan because I don’t. I had a lot of memories, I loved the conventions (not the prices or the Creation company, but that could be an entire different post) and some of the fans were great. I still consider myself a fan of Supernatural and a fan of Jensen and Jared (but he’s pushing it), but I’m not a super fan anymore. I’m at that point where I can recognize when they screw up and can call out things that aren’t okay. I think a lot of fans are still stuck in that illusion that these guys can do no wrong, and it’s sad, but I’m sure they’ll come around at some point. I’m not saying that no one can enjoy the show or the actors or whatever, but at least call them out on their bull and don’t blindly defend everything just because it’s your fave.

I will say that all celebrities sell things to their fans, and that’s just part of the celebrity/fan relationship. Everyone has merch, everyone does charity fundraisers, etc. What I started to get a little wary of, was everyone jumping on the Represent bandwagon and milking AKF and YANA for every single penny. The first run of AKF was great and I think it started a conversation within the fandom, and everywhere really which is great. I mean, to a point, the second and third runs were cool because I know a lot of people missed out on the first run, etc. And you can bet your bottom dollar that I bought most of the shirts released. But then Misha had to get his grimy paws in the pot and make YANA, using Jensen in the mix too. Is it great to raise money for charity? Yes. Is it cool to do that while making fans happy? Sure. What I got tired of was them milking the same thing for more money. It seemed to lose its authenticity when they kept milking it and making new things if that makes sense.

But look at Misha and Stands; they milk EVERYTHING they possibly can to get money out of the fans. It really disappointed me that Jared moved AKF to Stands because Stands is a trash company as it is.

The fans are paychecks to these people, and while that’s just a fact of life, they don’t need to make it so blatant. I thought Gen was bad for shilling products left and right, but Jared is getting just as bad. He’s using Jensen, his family, and Supernatural to try and shill his show and his crappy supplements.

I haven’t watched Walker, but I’ve seen the failed attempt at trying to capture that Supernatural lightning in a bottle and that reeeeeeally rubbed me the wrong way. I’ve mentioned it before, but he’s basically taking a show that took 15 years to build its fanbase, the family, everything, and trying to do that same thing with a concept that seemed better on paper.

I think Jared got cocky and figured that the success of Supernatural would follow him into anything he touches, and he’s quickly realizing that it’s not gonna happen. So what does he do? He rides on Supernatural’s coattails to try and bring traffic to these things. The Easter eggs aren’t “for the family”, they’re to try and get viewership up for his show that no one seems to care about as much as he expected. The forced “brotherhood” with Keegan is him just trying to recreate the J2 brotherhood for more attention and more views. After all, part of the magic of Supernatural was the boys, Sam and Dean. Jared’s having to start from scratch and trying to have the same magic and fandom that Supernatural took 15 years to grow, but right away. That’s his biggest problem.

If anything, I hope it flops because it’s really embarrassing and a bit insulting for Jared to just move onto the next “ship” and the next “family” like Jensen was nothing. It makes the “brotherhood” and the “SPN Family” seem so fake it’s unreal. I also hope it flops so he can get a reality check and a hearty slice of humble pie because Lord knows he needs it.

#grumpy answers #Jared Padalecki #Supernatural #Jensen Ackles #Anonymous

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leniinero · 2 years

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5:18am 1/23/2022 99 Luftballons-Nena Mood: Pensive **As a 15 some year user of LiveJournal, I tend to update my blogs here as such* I tried 4x to update this blog (see last post) and Im at half a mind to just start a new blog to keep more personal because as that was the original intention job nof this one, I've unfortunately let myself open. I can no longer continue to do that. But here I am. I've been trying to be consistent with keeping this blog updated, if anything for posterity. I've been so busy attempting to work on my mental health and then with school and my hand I haven't had time to process that I've already been back home a month. It seems like less, but sometimes more. It looks and feels so different from when I left 7 years ago. I left July 2014 with a broken heart, no money, broken trust, and no stability. Of course minor work experience. I moved to Virginia with the only plan in mind was to finish school so I can go to college, my lifelong dream was either in NY or LA, I knew that, but for the time being I had to stay in VA, until I at least finished school and got some kind of tech degree. (about 2/3 years). Seems like something right? I did the opposite. On top of that, The support system I should of had turned out to be a dud and that's me putting it nicely. I didnt have anyone to talk to, turn to or confide in. I ended up paying therapy for nothing and had no stable place to live the entire time I was there. The only upsides I had was a little girl I met at a job I had named Layla and my dear friend Chloe. (Eventually I got my cat Nala, that was my only upside in the last few months I was there) I left Virginia because I had no choice, I was living in a raggedy ass motel that's probably older than my parents surrounded by drug dealers, ex-cons and trash. Guys, this is the part of my celebrity memoir that's gonna make it a best seller. On top of that, my landlord was an 80 something year old man who'd constantly sexually harass me and had me cornered in his room, in the kitchen and in well...everywhere and dont get me started on the bed bugs. I moved to Texas as a last ditch effort to get my shit together....and 3 years went by and all I did was become more depressed, raggedy and do nothing but work for nothing. Cause the money I made even with 2 raises was trash. Then they cut my hours for the dumbest reason (which I still dont believe) and I spent 4 months doing what? Working part time and never catching up with anything, I didnt even have time to organize my paperwork and properly explain before I left. They seemed genuinely sad to see me leave, yet since I've been gone they've been acting shady and claiming they dont owe me OT when they know damn well I used to come on weekends and stay after 5pm for like 2 yrs at least. I still havent gotten my last paycheck. And like I said, it's been over a month. Cant even call the clinic. cause you'd think, a medical facility, would have their phones ON. Ok, now Im mad. I'll be back. 10:08am

#leniineropersonal

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anntidote · 3 years

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.✫*ﾟ･ﾟ｡.★.*｡･ﾟ✫*. 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛.✫*ﾟ･ﾟ｡.★.*｡･ﾟ✫*.

i made this blog in july of 2020, and only started writing & posting in september. ever since then, i have already written over 70(?) pieces for the hq community, made a handful of friends, and everything seems to have snowballed since. i’ve seen so much sappy shit on my dash and it honestly makes me sick— but i’m truly thankful. here’s my lil spiel ♡

♡ my followers & misc readers.

thank you for taking the time to click on a post. notes, reblogs, comments— let alone, actually reading it. the fact that you enjoy and spend time reading my content, makes my day.

i can still recall the first requests i recieved and first couple notes i got. i cried because i didn’t think my writing was anything that anyone would pay attention to— but now, a couple notes is a daily thing. although i definitely don’t take it for granted— i really do appreciate you all. whether you’re loud as shit in my inbox or a silent reader. thank you.

you have no idea how much you all mean to me, and how much your support has impacted me through the latter half of 2020. let’s walk brighter paths together this year <3

and hopefully y’all get laid cuz holy shit y’all are horn KNEE sheesh

i’m honestly not any better LMAO

♡ my moots. (i might miss a couple of ya but shh ily all the same)

@liberhoe — you ass, thank you for being literally the most interactive/extroverted bih i know. whether it’s me- teasing you about upcoming fic ideas or your thirsts on a libero- i treasure these moments. fuck you thank you for making me **error** throughout the time i’ve been here... also, go drink some water.

@ceo-of-daichi — lydz!! thank you for always answering my unique social sunday asks and always being so kind. your voice is always soothing, and i hope you n daichi are spending some quality time together rn c;

@knightofameris — Y O U. you kind ass mofo >:( i hope you’re taking care of yourself. thank you for always being so so so so so so so caring towards me, and always tagging me in those cute lil games! i swear i’ll do them soon— but the spam likes got me buried like an animal crossing fossil 😔 anyway, i hope this year brings you better circumstances <3 muah

@atsumoon — HANA!! i hope you’re doing well, darling <3 it’s been a hot second but thank you for always checking up on me once n awhile. sending virtual hugs c:

@prettysetterbaby — jj, i’m going to fight tumblr because i’ve been trying to be your friend for so goddamn long LOL but i’m glad i’m being given a shot here. thank you for being so open with me, and not telling me i looked like a literal CHILD when i sent the matchup photos LMAOOOO love ya <3 may we become better friends this year !

@stelleum — holy shit i still cant believe we’re moots- um okay- d e a d a s s may i say; you, afton (also my moot but im too scared to interact cuz im a clown), saz, and another writer are the reason why i started writing for the hq fandom um- thank you for inspiring me and [most likely] a bunch of other writers in the fandom. although i’m not the most extroverted person in interacting, i want to thank you as one of your readers (and now your moot i guess ahaha *error*) for writing, as i truly enjoy what you put out. <3 stay healthy.

@soft-for-shoyo — IT’S GOD SAZ!! i’m sorry i haven’t been interacting a lot,,, i’m not exactly the most extroverted moot but congrats on the success on your december event! i don’t lurk i swearrrr *cough* much love & happy new year !!

@hisoka-married-illumi — i just became your moot and your chaos is very much welcome heh i’ve seen you in my motifs and have always wanted to interact but i’m 👉👈 so i’m very happy we’re moots now LMAO thank you for the kindness you’ve shown me and the fact you even read my trash content <3

@jeongccr — should i even consider you a moot? LOL you’re more of my son than a moot. thank you for always putting up with my bullshit when it comes to me fangirling about music. as a fellow army, i cant wait to bootleg more concerts with you- and i hope we’ll be able to see the boys live again this year. here’s to making more memories <3

♡ myself (brutally honest)

let’s do better and do more. i know you’re still miserable from losing a year or so of your childhood to something you can’t control- and that fact that you’ve gone through so much loss this year- i know you’re strong and capable of so much more. let’s keep our chin up, and remember where you came from. lias told us we’re the protagonists of the world, so let’s make it a reality.

#i love my moots<3 #this is made late #im crying in the club bro #sorry guys #anyway much love #muah #kisses and smooches #happy new years loves #lets get it #anntidote:organizes #not haikyuu

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How and when Aang’s beliefs affected negatively on Atla

WARNING: Before I get into this I wanna point a few things. First of all, this is not intending to be hate towards Aang or anything like it, it’s about criticism of one of his character flaws and the way the writers could’ve developed this aspect of him in a much better way.

Second of all, this is my personal opinion, if you have a different point of view that’s completely valid.

And third and last, this whole post is about what I saw on ATLA the series, not the comics, I haven’t read all the comics so I don’t think I have enough knowledge about them to include them here, that’s it. Enjoy the post :D

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So we all know Aang’s origin: he was raised by airbender monks in the Southern Air Temple, which is the main reason for Aang to have the beliefs and philosophy that he has. He is really attached to his spiritual side and believes all life is sacred. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this, in fact I believe that it is a very beautiful philosophy and way of living.

The problem comes when he tries to make everyone believe this stuff, and decides the literally faith of humanity only based on his beliefs and what was convenient for them, so basically, I saw his beliefs on a negative way in two levels: personal and worldwide. I’m gonna try to explain these two points with two different examples.

Personal:

A chapter that I think portrays really good what I mean by aangs beliefs being negative towards other is The Southern Raiders. In this chapter, when Katara tells Aang that she is going to face THE KILLER OF HER OWN MOTHER, he’s like “Revenge is not the answer blah blah ”. What Zuko tells Aang could’ve sound bad but it’s the truth “That's cute, but this isn't air temple preschool”. It is cute and a good advice, but you cant tell Katara, who lost her mother when she was five and saw her killer, to not choose revenge because the monks told him differently.

His beliefs aren’t wrong, wanting to shove those beliefs down katara’s throat when she needed a closure its not. It wasn’t supportive, it wasn’t empathic and it was not okay. He couldve actually go with her if he would have put himself in her place and make sure that she was going to be okay, like when he was there when katara said “lets destroy a damn factory”.

He actually thought he was right until the freaking end of the chapter, he literally said to Katara “You did the right thing. Forgiveness is the first step you have to take to begin healing” and Katara obviously didn’t forgive that mf and she souldnt, but he is so centric into his own beliefs that he cant understand or see that.

Worldwide:

Okay, listen, Aang is the freaking damn Avatar, his whole job is to restore balance and master the four elements. His biggest challenge was ofc the war. The chapter (or chapters ig) im using as an example is Sozin’s comet.

Aang wants to end the war and the only logical solution is to kill Ozai, everyone tells him that but he says that no one understands him because he doesn’t want to kill this mf cuz “he is a human too” and lets remember that for Aang and the airnomads in general all life is sacred.

(Im not even gonna start talking about how he wanted for the gaang to understand HIM when Ozai is Ozai yk, like would you expect for Zuko to be like “oh okay I get you, all life is sacred and you should follow your heart and not kill the most horrible human being on earth who killed several people, and was an abusive father towards me you know when he burned my damn face and treated me like im trash, I understand lets meditate”, as an example)

So, he goes for advice to the previous Avatars and every single one of them EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM tells him to kill that bitch, including an air nomad just like him, Avatar Yangchen told him “Selfless duty calls you to sacrifice your own spiritual needs and do whatever it takes to protect the world”. I MEAN SHE WAS SO RIGHT.

Look, we can discuss if Ozai should have died or not instead of simply taking away his fire bending, but if Aang would have let him died it would actually be a really good arc for his character, because it would mean to understand that when the world needs you to protect it you have to make a decision not based entirely on your beliefs, sacrifice that sometimes to protect the rest of the humanity, because not everyone was an air nomad or shared his beliefs. It would have shown him that things don’t always can be the way you want but the way they have to be.

#avatar the last airbender #atla #aang #zuko #katara #avatar

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brelione · 4 years

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The Surfer And The Siren

Chapter Three:The Conspiracy Blog,The Investigation and The Shitty Sister In Law

Chapter One Chapter Two

Warnings:Mentions of racism,homophobia

S0rry that this chapter is kind of short.The next one will be longer.

You didn't understand how you had never found out about this.The article was from 2012 by a conspiracy blog.There were dozens of photographs of you,a bright red circle showing where you was in group photos that were taken in the fifties and more from the seventies.There were a few photos of your large scales the size of quarters that had been found on coral reefs and posted on facebook with captions asking for someone to tell the finder what animal the scale belonged to.Another photo showed a photo of your fluke splashing out of the water.In some your hair had been tucked into your old red hat so the mess of blue waves wouldn't be seen.But somehow those photos had been linked to others from the bridge of your nose and the color of your skin.You kind of missed the old days before all the facial recognition technology.

You went through the photos to see paragraphs and paragraphs with quotes from the interview with Linden. “Linden Sislip,sister of poet and former pawn shop owner claims that her brother was in love with the sea monster of Outer Banks.For decades a murderous mermaid-like creature has haunted the waters and supposedly lured multiple men to painful water related deaths.Outerbanks is known as Paradise on Earth and is home to countless millionaires AKA the sea monsters preferred prey.Some think the creature has migrated elsewhere because of a string of similar deaths closer to California.What do you think?”That article had to be the most bull shit thing you had ever read.Luckily most of the comments agreed,calling the photos fake and saying the scales were that of a tuna’s.

That was pretty insulting to say the least but at least they didn't actually believe you were a serial killing sea monster.That made you feel better but knowing how much Linden hated you definitely hurt a bit.She had hated most people though.She hated the poor,people of color,lgbt+,cats and babies.What kind of sociopath hates cats and babies?You couldn't wrap your head around the fact that somehow she was raised by the same parents he was yet she ended up like that.He was ahead of his time.He was respectful and kind and he loved everyone regardless of social status,race or sexuaity.That’s what made you feel so close to him.Linden had always stared in disgust when he bought extra newspapers to bring to people who couldn't afford them or when he saved his food to bring to children whose parents worked three jobs and still couldn't pay for a decent meal.

You pitied Linden,you couldn't even imagine being that closed minded and ignorant.Things were much worse in the South for sure but you tried your best to get to people.After he had passed away Linden had forced the rest of the family to completely shut you out.You couldn't go to the funeral or even go into their home to grab things that you could remember him by.She blamed you fro his death when she should have blamed herself.It was a terrible thought because in reality there was noone to blame but he had spent so much time in his life trying to convince her to be a good person and convince her to respect people.It had been a waste of years trying to wear her down and make her good but you cant help them all.

The interview didn't really shock you that much.She had always been bitter about you and your origins bit what did shock you was the fact that she had a son in 1950.A son named Bellamy Maybank. “Shit.”You whispered under your breath.Richard waited for you to explain your shock but when you didn't say anything he grew impatient. “What?”He asked.You just nodded,trying to form words.This was real life.This wasnt some weird dream or a conspiracy.This was actually real.This article was published 8 years ago and you had never seen it.

How could you have never seen it?You wondered if Richard knew and had hid it from you but that couldnt be.He knew just as little as you did. “You were right...but theres a time gap.How good are you at investigating?”You asked.A wide smile came across his mature,wrinkly face. “Are you forgetting about how I sunk Ward Cameron’s boat and completely trashed his plans in like...two hours?”He asked.You laughed quietly.Richard had always been so proud of that. “God,how could I forget?”You grinned,looking back up at the TV. “So what do you need me to find out?Make me a list in my notes app.You know which one the notes app is,right?”He teased.You rolled your eyes,opening the app and making a new note.

Close the time gap (after 50-now)

Learn about JJ,Pope,Kiara and the other one.

Check up on Ward’s plans

It had been a hot minute since you had Richard investigate someone.Last time had been nearly 20 years ago.Turns out Ward Cameron was hunting you down in attempt to kidnap and sell you.he was a fucked up son of a trout and you would most definitely say that to his face if given the chance.You placed the phone down,looking back up at the tv.The main character was threatening a rude looking blonde boy with terrible fashion sense. “Could we drive around for a while?”You asked.He nodded,standing up from his chair.His feet were sore but he always pulled through for you.You two went back out to his car.He turned on your favorite CD that belonged to Billie Eilish.So much had changed since just a few years ago.Someone like Billie would absolutely be an outcast back when you were her age.

Something about the way that cars moved made you happy.It was strange to see the world shifting around you.How poor people rode horses and the rich had cars and how the tables had turned.You had seen so many wars and so many deaths yet you had watched multiple births.You watched segregation end and witnessed people of all races and ethnicities get the right to vote.You had seen the day that the lgbt community finally got rights.And you had helped with it all.You had experienced the life of the poor and of the filthy rich and you were only a quarter through your life.You had been a friend to Marilyn Monroe and saw the day that JFK was assassinated.You had seen so much that no one else had experienced.

You had heard so many old folks complain about the music of today and how it had been so much better back in their day but you could not disagree more.There was no reason to bash the modern ones music.All music is good music except for country music,of course.Richard drove through figure 8 so you could gaze at all the houses.It was quite disgusting that there were only an average of three people living in huge mansions with six bedrooms that they didn't need yet there were families of eight suffering in tiny houses made for three people maximum.The rich were greedy,bitter and overall selfish and annoying.

The poor were generous and grateful for everything they did have and were more likely to be kind and understanding.It was really just a sad place but you didn't want to go anywhere else.A lot of other areas had water that was far too polluted but definitely had better people and a better atmosphere on land.It didn't really matter how great the land was when you could only see it once a month anyways.Plus OBX had a great cave system and pretty nice weather.Richard turned his car,going back to The Cut.If you were to live anywhere in Outer Banks it would most definitely be The Cut.It had an all around better atmosphere,friendlier people and better hiding spots. “So how are the naiads?Have you heard from them?”He asked,purposefully driving slowly.You sighed,turning down the radio.

“Not really,the only river entrance got blocked off by a ton of fallen branches.I haven't gotten any calls from them though so thats good.Its not that I don't like them or anything but they're just….god,they're so annoying.”You leaned back in your chair.He chuckled. “Does Esmerelda still have a crush on you?”He asked,turning down the dirt road.You nodded. “She’s just….she’s cute but she’s annoying,you know?”You asked.He nodded. “That ones always been kinda strange in the head.”He agreed.Once you got back to the house the sky was lightening up which meant you had such little time.You sat in the backyard in one of the camping chairs with your paper bag in your hand and the drawstring bag hanging off your shoulders.Blue sat with his head on your knee,staring up at you with his big shiny eyes.

He knew the drill by now,his drool making a dark puddle on your jeans as he whined for attention before you had to leave again.Richard had tried to bring the dog out to see you before but it never worked out.Blue got eager and excited and walked to fast for Richard and it wasn't safe for a dog to walk along rough and bumpy rocks.It wasn't exactly safe for an elderly man either but it sucks to suck.You stared up at the sky,wiggling your toes while you still could.As the sun began to come up over the horizon a similar aching pain spread from your heels to your thighs,your body feeling heavy. “I’ll see you next week,(Y/N).”Richard stood up to hug you.You hugged him back,tears pricking at your eyes.

Blue pawed at you,licking your jeans.You kissed his forehead lightly before limping down to the water.You dragged yourself into the water,collapsing when you were at your knees.Your legs tingled,your head slipping under the water as your legs knit together in a painful mess.From below your hips your tail grew,your hair falling in your face as all evidence that you had been human left you.Your hend clenched the deteriorating paper bag as you swished your fins,gaining control over your body again.The sun was now reflecting off the water,nearly blinding you.You ducked under the water,going deeper and deeper.

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im-justso-bored · 4 years

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Week 3 of clown theories and analysis

S3E03 - Meetings Have Biscuits

OH BOY. what a lot to unpack here. so im gonna save that Scene™ for last because i’ll never get to everything else if i don’t. i’m actually having to rewatch while writing this review because honestly what even happened other than The Bus Scene™??

The Tuning Fork Kills - i’m not a big fan of these kills, they were so unrealistic lol everything else about this scene was gold though. V going back and forth between the maid and the baby was hilarious. im disappointed we couldn’t actually see V steal the baby. does V even know how to properly hold a baby lol

I Have All My Best Thoughts In The Bath - Such a Carolyn thing to do here lol idk about anyone else but when Eve came into the bathroom, i got so excited, you can just tell when she walks through the door that she’s back to her old self. also this might be an unpopular opinion but i like Mo. i saw some posts about how unusual it is that Eve trusts the Bitter Pill team so quickly but i think it’s less a matter of trust and more a matter of resources. both Bitter Pill and MI6 need something from the other and Eve surely can’t do it all herself. Also each group is invested with Kenny working at Bitter Pill and then of course, Carolyn being invested as his mother. i dont think either group is really happy about the arrangement but they’re working with it to achieve a common goal

I’m Not Ready - i love how Dasha just casually puts the baby in the trash and literally no one notices lol. I’m actually really surprised that V didn’t hop on the next flight to London after processing that Eve is alive. i guess that really shows just how much V actually feels when it comes to Eve that she LITERALLY HAS TO SORT OUT HER FEELINGS BEFORE SEEING EVE, she’s such a gay mess and im here for it

6 Million Euros - so im a little confused by how willing Konstantin was to loan Charles 6 million euro that he doesn’t have. it seems that they’re old friends based on their conversation about their families but it sill seems a bit strange to me how Konstantin agreed to give him the money. Also if V was tasked with killing Charles, wouldn’t Konstantin know this if he’s supposedly still working for The Twelve? so why go through the trouble of looking for the money if he was just going to die anyway? This makes me believe that Konstantin is working for someone else entirely. what do you guys think?

Roman Centurion - can we talk about how V is literally everyone who has ever gotten their heartbroken? she gets to London fully expecting to see Eve and instead of putting on La Villanelle, she decides to go for a “powerful” scent to show Eve just how much she’s moving up in the world and has “moved on”. she’s so dramatic 😂

Poland - Niko is moving further and further out of Eve’s life and as much as i want it to be Eve who is done with him, i’ll take it at this point because finally.

Who Doesn’t Answer Their Phone On A Stakeout?! - what a GREAT scene. Other than The Bus Scene™, i think this is my favorite scene of season 3 so far. This scene really brought me back to season 1 with the music, the tension, the coldness and calm with how V carried out the kill. 10/10. this is also my favorite kill of season 3 so far. everything about this scene was perfect. This scene was also a great tribute to Killing Eve: No Tomorrow! the tension was sooooo good, this scene actually gave me chills. like i was pretty confident that Carolyn wasn’t going to die but they had me second guessing myself. also the way Mo reached out for Carolyn and was so relieved when she opened her eyes! Both of their performances here was incredible. Especially when Carolyn went home. We’re seeing so many different sides of Carolyn this season and Fiona is nailing all of them!

I’m Wearing Power - I love Villanelle and Konstantin’s relationship so much, i totally thought V was going to say something about how Eve kissed her and Konstantin would be the disapproving best friend who has told her countless times to stay away from her “ex”. im really curious to see where Villanelle’s interest in finding her family stems from. she said that in order to have power, you need knowledge and that’s why she wants to find her family which i believe is partly true but i also think there’s another reason. we’ve seen her having more feelings this season like when she was empathizing with Felix and then when watching the news with the father and the baby. Maybe she wants to know what that feels like? To have someone so happy to see you again after thinking you were gone? maybe she saw herself as the baby? Her family thinks she’s dead and maybe she’s thinking she’ll get that same reaction when returning to them. if that’s the case, that will reunion will end badly for her. im excited to see how much episode 4 dives into this storyline.

Admit it, Eve. You Wish I Was Here - okay so this scene was just as gay as The Bus Scene™, if not more so. Eve went through so many emotions here. Confusion as to where the voice was coming from, realization when finding the bear, anger at the thought of V toying with her again, and then ending with just pure fucking longing and acceptance as she replayed the voice over and over again. she’s so gay and i’m so glad she’s finally giving into it

The Bus Scene™ - it’s been 18 hours and i still haven’t processed that this actually happened. we were all satisfied with them beating the shit out of each other but they really went above and beyond with this scene. everything about this scene was perfect. the way Villanelle walked up Eve just radiated confidence and big dyke energy and i think i speak for all of us when i say, Jodie could step on me and call me a piece of shit and i would thank her. Eve was ON SIGHT and I STAN. Eve’s reaction was absolutely perfect. I love just how completely she caught V off guard and got a couple of hits in before V regained her composure and ABSOLUTELY TOOK CONTROL OF EVE AND MANEUVERED HER AROUND THAT BUS WHILE SMILING. Like godDAMN, that was sexy, the power struggle between the two of them is just perfect. and the wAY V FUCKING HOPPED OVER THE SEATS AND SO EFFORTLESSLY STRADDLED EVE. i don’t think i’ve ever been more attracted to anything else. and in the midst of all of this, V had the audacity to say “Smell me, Eve”, i love how unpredictable she is because that sure as hell caught me off guard but at the same time, sexy as hell, only V could make something so outrageous sound so sexy. and the fact that Eve kissed her is sooo important. V was never going to do it first, not after Eve stabbed her and i’m so glad the decision was made to have Eve initiate the kiss. it wouldn’t mean as much to us as fans and to V if V were to do it first. I love how all of V’s confidence and “power” just evaporated when Eve kissed her, we stan a soft Villanelle! and the way they paused to look at each other before EVE HEADBUTTS HER WHICH IS JUST PERFECT. Everything about this scene is so in character for both of them. As outrageous as this scene may seem for anyone from the outside looking in, it was fucking perfect for these characters and everything we needed for a first kiss from them. i’m really excited to see them together again later in the season. i’m really curious to see how or if this changes the dynamic for them. look out for a fanfic about this soon, i think that’s the only way im going to be able to fully process this

OVERALL - i really enjoyed this episode, the tension was just perfect, the plot is picking up and really seems to be going somewhere which im really looking forward to. as of right now, this season could really go anywhere and im really excited to see how it all plays out. i cant believe that after next week we’ll be halfway through season 3, it’s all going by so fast! thanks for letting me rant!

#killing eve #killing eve spoilers #villaneve #villanelle #eve polastri #eve #killing eve season 3 #killing eve season 3 spoilers #eve x villanelle #jodie comer #sandra oh #fiona shaw #carolyn martens #killing eve 3x03 #the bus scene

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kittytoastnjam · 3 years

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Ok here’s how it goes:

Somewhere USA, modern day (Covid?? Maybe maybe not)

Daichi, a night shift police dispatcher and also vampire.

Suga, a night shift gym employee and college grad who hasn’t gotten hired yet to work at an actual school

(Sorry, I love a bit of canon compliance)

After seeing Daichi come in numerous times post-shift to work out, Suga decides to make a move. He knows from his member tag his name is Daichi Sawamura. Asks him in Japanese if he speaks Japanese when he’s on his way out. Daichi’s super surprised and they start having a conversation. A couple more times, maybe some body language signs, and Suga is like, yeah I think he’s into me. So he asks him out to coffee. Daichi, super bummed, is like sorry I keep a pretty strict night shift schedule. Which Suga gets and is like, duh, there’s a 24hr place 15 minutes from here and Daichi is just so shook he agrees.

Anyway, maybe they have a couple dates and Suga is like, wow I cannot believe my luck, but also Daichi is kinda weird. Covers his face/mouth when he laughs, outfits don’t always make sense, his Japanese sounds super dated, changes the subject regarding his friends and family, hasn’t tried to kiss him, and boy, he wasn’t kidding about that strict night schedule adherence. Is he in the mafia? Shy homeschooled kid now awkward adult? Like what’s going on here??

At some point there’s a POV switch to Daichi and, well. He’s a vampire. He’s in the secret vampire club with other various Haikyuu cast (haven’t nailed it down yet, but Hinata as a vampire would melt my heart soooo much). There’s probably some kind of vampire collective where they get to sit down and talk and vote about issues and shit that could effect the whole group. So Daichi is like fuck it I’m gonna have to tell them I’m pretty serious about Suga and what not. Probably because I’m fantasy/magic/supernatural trash, we can have some kind of binding agreement wherein if Suga agrees he’s serious enough to date Daichi and meet the clan(warren? Coven? Brady bunch??), then he’ll have to agree to never talk about it under penalty of death or memory loss or some shit (dramaaaa). And if he walks away it’s just a happy memory wipe, NBD

And so Daichi decides he’s gonna tell Suga and give him the choice. Cue minor freak out and then big grown up conversation. Suga goes home to think about everything. There’s probably like this big long chapter of internal conflict and shit. And I mean, when does their relationship end? At some point Suga is gonna get old and Daichi isn’t so, man, that’s a lot to think about.

And then I’ve reached the end of this train of thought. I’m also trying decide how old Daichi is. I think it’d be fascinating to have him be about 70 and a ww2 era kid but like man that’s a lot of unpacking I don’t think I could do justice.

At the very least I would get to talk about how much disrespect you get working night shift lol.

“WhY cAnT yOu AnSwEr My CaLlS?”

“CUS ITS THE EQUIVALENT OF ME CALLING YOU AT 2AM!!”

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#sugawara koushi #daisuga #sawamura daichi #fanfic ideas #vampires #vampire!daichi #vampire au #story notes #vampire daichi

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oubliette-od · 3 years

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Okay...I'm not one to usually cause confrontation but I've had enough. I've seen a lot of negativity here on tumblr and Twitter, a lot of people coming out of the woodwork to give their opinion on something they know very little or nothing about. All these "hot takes" on how queer baity this is or how this is the fastest bury your gays or "oh so they sent him straight to hell for being gay lol typical cw, all you destiel shippers are crazy and are still waiting stupid" "f this show and the horse it rode in on, you people are stupid for feeling joy over this"....like get over yourselves. I get it, the show isnt perfect and kinda sucks sometimes. I completely agree on that. But you treat it like it's the worst show ever and it's really not. It's just easy to pick on because its popular and everyone knows it so to make yourselves feel better you trash on a show that people still get joy from. I was so excited last night until I checked the tags and Twitter and saw so many people being so mean and negative to those of us who were excited and happy this happened.

Like okay so 1. No they didnt kill Cas and send him to ultimate hell for being gay. F off. Hes still alive, he's just trapped in the empty forever (which yeah sounds not great but hes not dead and I know they will do something about this before the show ends.) 2. Dean loves Cas. Anybody who watches the show and isnt a cynical douche can see how much Dean cares for /loves cas. Heck he was supposed to say I love you to him back in season 8 but Jensen had them change it because he thought it wasnt the right time (which I agree with him but kind of wish they left it anyway). People say his reaction was flat but did you watch the scene? All the micro-expressions that swallow, the head tilt the furrowed brows. Dean is already in a bad head space, he was freaking out trying to find a way to save them. Then Cas drops the bomb of his empty deal, bookended by his confession. The poor man didn't have a second to breathe let alone process what was happening. From his reaction on the floor, sobbing, he finally understood what happened and was completely devastated in losing cas again, especially after realizing that Cas does love him back. Just give him time, I dont think he will disappoint in the coming episodes. He wont let this slide, hes going to save Cas and tell him he loves him back. I would be more skeptical if like it was just Cas and a few randos that were gone but its everyone so I believe they are going to bring everyone back, including Cas, Charlie, her girlfriend and Eileen. 3. Its not queerbaiting until the end of the show, and I can't believe they would just leave it like this. I will eat my words if it does happen but you can't tell me with all the evidence shown in previous episodes that Dean is not in love with Cas too. It just doesn't make sense if he isnt. Am I disappointed they waited till now to do it? Sure but I'm still happy they did.

Cas' confession is just the first piece of the puzzle. We still have three hours-ish of show left and a lot can happen within that time. I for one am still hopeful and look forward to where this goes. Yes I get and understand why people are upset and crap on the show. It has some definite issues which most stem from bucklemming being awful writers who unfortunately have written the next episode. Going by the promo, I'm very worried they will screw with the tone and Dean especially. But nothing can erase or take away the fact that Cas confessed to Dean, saved his life once again, left his handprint on THAT shoulder and left Dean a broken man once again. I have faith in the actors and the writers (besides bucklemming I dont trust them at all) when they say they are happy and that the ending is what they wanted to see so I am willing to just wait it out and see how it goes. I never thought we would ever get in show confirmation of destiel but here we are with half of it. And you cant tell me that dean wasnt trying to tell Cas his feelings. He says "Cas, I-" before Cas says goodbye and pushes him away so I feel confident he wanted to tell him something before disappearing forever. The guilt and devastation he must be feeling now, i can only imagine and i for one am very excited to see this play out.

In conclusion, don't spread your negativity and hot takes on something you know nothing or little about. I have seen so many posts from people like "I don't watch the show/never heard of spn/haven't watched in years" going off of what posts they may of seen without much context and I just want to say that yes, you are entitled to your opinions but maybe don't form your opinions on little information that may not be correct or on something you know little about. Like, when you are attacking or jeering at people for being happy or excited about this, maybe you need to step back or at least tag your posts accordingly so they stay out of the main tag.

And no, this is not up for debate and I will not answer any asks about this. You can send all your hate and "you're so delusional" asks to me if you want but it's not going to change my mind. Destiel is canon, confirmed by both Misha and Berens, and that's all I need to know that its true. I am going to stay happy about this and I am able to criticize this show while still enjoying it and that's what I'm going to do through the finale. As the Ghostfacers said, Gay love can pierce through the veil of death and save the day. Dean will come through and save his angel.

#spn #spn spoilers #spn speculation #the oubliette has spoken #im so done with people #just let me have this #let me be happy for once #this year sucks enough

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turning-dreams-into-chaos · 5 years

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My Name on Your Lips

*Not My Gif*

Request: Can you do a Bellamy imagine taken place in season six during the eclipse? Bellamy is trying to kill her and Clarke and Murphy try to stop him but they believe he succeed. She eventually wakes up and she cant look at Bellamy. With prompt 11 from Prompt list 2

Requested By: @eat-some-cake

Post Date: 10-03-19

Paring: Bellamy Blake x Reader

Word Count: 1.7K

~Master List~

~The 100 Master List~

~My Plan~

“Y/N!” Bellamy called out as you looked away from Murphy’s ridiculous dancing to see him flipping through the small book in his hand. “Did you get a look at this?” He asked as you furrowed your brow realizing you had picked the same book up earlier.

“Uh, not really. Just saw the first pages.” You took the book from his hands and stood in front of him, letting him peer over your shoulder and pulling you close to his chest.

Trees and plants give us shade. We need them every day. When the stars align and the forest wakes, it’s time to run away.

“Y/N?” Bellamy whispered into your ear as you glance up into the sky, seeing the red sun lighting up the sky before flipping the pages on the book.

For two days, heaven is hell and friends are foes.

“It’s not a nursery rhyme.” You said, turning over your shoulder to look at him before Clarke and Echo joined you both, looking down at the book as well. “It’s a warning.” You barely managed to get the words out before Murphy was screaming at the sky, your one way off this damn planet leaving you stranded. “Bellamy-“

Emori’s shouts cut you off as she attacked Murphy with a knife. The four of you were running up the hill to pry her off of him but not before she managed to put the knife in him. “He’ll do it to you!” she was shouting as you held her back, locking eyes with Bellamy as he helped Murphy. You shook your head opened the book to where you left off earlier.

So few are safe once they’re exposed.

“It’s in the air.” Clarke said as you both exchanged worried glances, watching Emori’s erratic behavior as she struggled against Miller and Jackson.

Once you all figured out there was no way out of this “disease”, as you dubbed it in your head, keeping each other separated seemed like the best idea. You were handcuffed to a wall in the same room as Bellamy, Clarke, and Murphy, three of you were watching each other carefully but you chose to keep your eyes on Bellamy, who kept his head turned to keep a smile on his face wanting more than anything to jut reach out and take your hand but he couldn’t.

“Hey. It’s gonna be alright Y/N. We’ll get through this Princess.” He assured you as you smiled, loving the way your name sounded as he spoke to you. It was the only sound that could soothe you whenever you needed it.

“I know.” You whispered and shared his smile, stretching your fingers out in his direction like he did. “I love you.” You said and Bellamy returned the saying before Murphy groaned, making you chuckle. You knew he was just teasing with you since he was such a secret romantic, trying to get you and Bellamy together since he realized you liked each other. No one but you ever really got the chance to see that side of him. Time seemed to go by a lot slower as Murphy and Clarke got into an argument, both Bellamy and you trying to diffuse the situation as no good could come out of it.

“Make it stop!” Miller shouted from another room, making you all stand up worried.

“I got to get up there now. Y/N, my key please?” Bellamy said as you let out a small groan.

“Fine.” You tossed him his key, “But I’m going with you. Give me my key.” Bellamy knew better than to argue with you as he pulled your key out for you to unhandcuff yourself and you both left the room fast. Miller was still shouting when you got up there and Bellamy let Jackson go to help him but it was the wrong move as Jackson attacked you both, cutting Miller’s arm before Bellamy used the tranq on him and you used yours on Miller letting them both fall to the floor. Bellamy pulled you into his arms, checking you over as he mumbled your name over and over again in your ear before you both left the building, heading back down to your room and Clarke told you Murphy cut through his cuffs and you both uncuffed her.

How you got in this situation though had you confused. Your head was running crazy as you fought the one person you never thought would hurt you. Bellamy swung the knife at you as you dodged it, landing a few punches to his side as he clutched it, swinging the knife at you again. He lodged the knife under your rib as you screamed out in pain, causing you to fall on your ass as Bellamy fell on top of you.

“Maybe you haven’t noticed Y/N,” He began in the harshest voice you ever heard him say your name. Maybe if you weren’t so affected by the toxins you would’ve reacted, you would’ve stopped but instead you brought your fist up to Bellamy’s face, hitting him in the jaw as he flew to the ground next to you. You took a moment to get up, and Bellamy was right on top of you, a small amount of blood dripping from his lips onto you as he punched you in the face, your head snapping to the side before another lands on the other cheek, making you groan as spit out blood. Bellamy’s hands were wrapped tightly around your neck and for a second you couldn’t breathe until Clarke ripped Bellamy off of you, sending him tumbling backwards where he picked up the knife, taking a swing at Clarke before jumping onto you again. His hands took their place back onto your neck squeezing it until you were gasping for a breath you wouldn’t get. “Maybe you haven’t noticed Y/N, but I don’t need you. I never did. You weren’t special to me, and you never would be.” Those were the last words you heard before darkness clouded your vision and Murphy pulled Bellamy’s arm back putting him into a choke hold as Bellamy screamed. “I’ll kill her! I’ll kill you!” He shouted before Clarke set off a gas grenade, making them all join you in unconsciousness.

When the people of sanctum came back, Bellamy, Clarke and Murphy all were woken up. But you just laid there, purple bruises covering your entire neck as Bellamy felt his head get dizzy, only this time it wasn’t from the toxins in the air.

“Y/N?” He croaked as tears started to fill his eyes looking down at you. “Y/N?!” He shook your shoulders as Clarke pulled him back, checking for any pulse in you.

“It’s weak, but it there.” She told him and he felt like he could breathe a little better, but as he stared at his fingermarks on your body and the blood slowly staining your shirt, he knew that this wasn’t going to be good. Sanctum allowed your people to stay and Clarke stitched up your wound, making sure you were getting better.

“Is she awake?” Bellamy asked, needing more than anything to see you moving just to know that you were okay and you were going to make it. Your eyes stayed closed and Clarke shook her head, wiping the blood from your body before Bellamy took over, running the rag Sanctum provided them across your face.

“I’ll go check on the others.” She started for the door before pausing, taking a look back at you whose chest barely moved up and down. “Bellamy, when she wakes up… you might want to give her some space. I don’t know how much this affected her.” Bellamy nodded, running his head through your hair as you let out a small groan and start moving your head.

“Hey Princess. You gotta wake up.” He whispered softly, not at all expecting you to shoot up off the bed, pressing your back against the wall and cowering away from him. “Y/N?” Bellamy got worried as you trembled, looking up at him over your arm before ducking your face away.

“Please…” You begged, finding even more from him. Bellamy took a step back, a few tears falling from his face as he looked at his normally affectionate girlfriend who couldn’t even turn his head towards him. “Please just leave me alone Bellamy.” Your voice quaked as Bellamy whispered your name again. And again. And again. Doing the one thing he knew always calmed you, but it fell short when you cried out.

“Will you just shut up?!” You finally looked at him, the bruises on your neck were screaming at him as he held back a gasp at how your voice sounded shattered. “I can’t take it Bellamy. I know it could’ve been worse and I hurt you too, but…” you ran out of breath as your raspy voice tried to speak your mind, making your throat feel like his hands were still clutching you. “… I can still feel your hands Bellamy. I can still feel them, and I can’t handle your voice because all I can think about was what you said. My name on your lips always made me feel safe but now-“ You let out a soft sob as Bellamy shut his eyes, his lip quivering as he dropped his head, no letting himself look at you. “Now it just drives me insane. I can’t handle it. I-I can’t!” You let yourself fall on the bed, wiping the tears away as Bellamy stepped towards the exit, all hope he had that you both would make it through this out the door.

“I’m sorry.” He breathed out, coming out cracked as he turned to leave. You didn’t let him though, not looking up as you spoke out.

“I just need time Bellamy.” You murmur hearing the door open and close before Bellamy’s footsteps heading away from the door and broken sob down the hallway, followed by yours. “I just need time.” You repeated to yourself as you sat in the room alone, trying to even your breathing in a new world. You hoped more than anything you and Bellamy would be alright but every time you thought about the man you were in love with, a sense of fear overcame you and you started crying again. Clarke and Murphy were both there to comfort you, trying to ease you back to sanity but you weren’t making any progress. In fact, you knew Bellamy would be the only one to get you fully back, and unfortunately he was the one person you couldn’t be around. It just hurt too much.

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mayapenelopeclutterbucket · 4 years

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Thoughts I had while watching TGD 3x09 “Incomplete” aka the ep where I died and came back to life

Finally editing my thoughts post and should be able to watch the mid season finale live tonight and I’m so excited!!!

Fuck fuck fuck yalll I’m not ready but I am melendaire group chat popped off about this ep and I accidentally saw a slight spoiler when going thru my explore page on twitter and did my eyes deceive me OR DID I SEE A MELENDAIRE COMFORT HEART TO HEART MOMENT JESUS FUCKING CHRIST I COULDNT TAKE IT AND GASPED AND HAVE BEEN SMILING AND EXCITED SINCE SEEING THAT FOR THIS BLESSED EP AND IM PRETTY SURE MELENDAIRE ARE GONNA HAVE A BONDING MOMENT IN THE NEXT EP BY RUNNING TOGETHER AND HOLY SHIT I CANT DEAL

I seriously am so excited I can’t contain myself and haven’t even started the ep I just squealed like 2 minutes ago about it 😂

Those eggs look nasty af but omg how cute a resident’s picture celebrating Claire’s birthday 😭😭 and Morgan is even holding the cake

Antonia thomas is so pretty excuse my crush I know I say this every ep

And oh Claire I hope/believe you’ll get help this ep and stop spiraling

Aww Debbie helping shaun how cute

The second hand embarrassment for me is strong but omg that shit was so adorable Carly has no shame in saying yes I’m so happy for sharly

Oh Claire bby yeah you’re gonna have to deal with your issues

Oh fuck that is not a coincidence that Melendez is saying him and lim aren’t together in front!!! Of!!! Claire!!!

Oh my god Claire plz don’t tell me you know that because you were also on ecstasy! And yeah Melendez is sus af is that why he seemed angry with her in the promo because she was doing molly 😩

Oof maybe not at least not yet he looked so proud of his baby

Lmao Morgan and shaun bonding over first times

Oh god no not an awkward l*mlendez moment 🤢

Y’all that’s Emily from make it or break it

I’m with Morgan on this like really your life is worth dying over having sex/an orgasm. Morgan is gonna pull a Claire and keep fighting for her patient to have the surgery

Damn Claire why didn’t you let park go in there to help the patient instead and fuck this dude haaaard

Oh my god Claire no plz tell me you’re not about to confess

Oh my god the irony y’all really love to torture Claire huh gonna have the wife suspicious about and affair to the woman your husband cheated on you with?!!!?

Plz don’t have her believe she’s making it up Claire I know you’re gonna confess before the ep ends

Aww Carly is a heart tattoo cute

Aww shaun what happened everything was going so well

Lmaoo the look they both gave Debbie to get out

Fuck Morgan up Carly as I much I love my bby she can cross a line but omg is this Morgan actually caring about shaun or attempting lmao

That’s right lim DON’T HAVE SECOND THOUGHTS about breaking up with him

Wow is Morgan actually telling the truth about this heart to heart story?? is she about to break up an engagement god damn

Oof is Claire about to tell this asshole off damn Claire getting called out so it was the opposite way around

Oh shit foreshadowing to his parents since Shaun’s dad is gonna be on his deathbed

Park leave Claire alone please and stfu why didn’t YOU check on him he’s also YOUR patient 🙄 men are trash and instead of bombarding Claire since you’ve noticed her spiraling why not actually ask if she was okay

Glassman you’ve been overbearing to shaun the whole fucking time you’ve known him and get pissed at him when he wants you to leave him alone but now that he’s asking you for help and advice suddenly you’re done with him?!!? Wtf

Yeah glassy is def gonna regret that when shaun comes back and doesn’t talk to him about his shitty dad dying

This hoe about to leave his fiancée

Melendez being so proud of his boo

For it!!!!

Carly filling in her tattoo was cute af ngl

Oh shaun bby you cant keep putting Carly thru that and yourself for that matter

Claire telling the wife she needs to insist on the truth has me worried she’s about to get slapped in front of the whole hospital omg

God damn it I needed closure and l*mlendez to end is this finally it 😭 because Melendez didn’t fight for her after she admitted to having second thoughts god bless 🙌🏼🙌🏼

I’m emotional 😭 don’t touch me the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen and ended so quick they always get my hopes up with sharly

AND HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHY DID MELENDAIRE GROUP CHAT HAVE TO BE RIGHT ABOUT OUR THEORY WE TOSSED AROUND OF CLAIRE GETTING SLAPPED WHY DID I HAVE TO BE RIGHT?!

At least not that many people were around and Melendez looks concerned af

Oh my oh my god oh my god he followed her down all those flights of stairs to make sure she was okay and comfort her omggg I can’t y’all I can’t I have to pause and take a deep breath

Omg no I needed that scene longer!!!!!!

Okay so you get the news Shaun’s dad is dying and you almost weren’t gonna go tell him what the fuck glassman

I need glassy gone ASAP I’m so done with his character and storyline 🤦🏻‍♀️

That’s it the ep is over we’re not gonna pan back to the melendaire scene I HAVE BEEN DYING FOR I WISH IT WAS LONGER BUT OMG IM SO GRATEFUL AND HAPPY WITH WHAT WE GOT like it’s not freakin coincidence that Melendez is the one to comfort Claire oh my god I’m still freaking out about that scene that slow pan to Neil our ship is back in the running y’all take THAT

And Melendez is gonna help Claire thru her grief and destructive tendencies from the look of the promo pics so I CANNOT WAIT MORE MELENDAIRE CONTENT HERE WE COME (it look like they’re spending time together outside the hospital and running and stuff 🙏🏼

And is that lea embracing shaun this next ep is gonna break me huh

Ngl and please don’t shoot me but I lowkey miss shea like season 1 them was *chefs kiss*

#the good doctor #tgd #claire browne #neil melendez #melendaire #shaun murphy #sharly #shea #audrey lim #morgan reznick #alex park #and i hate glassy lmao

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blissfulparker · 5 years

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Give me a feeling ch.3—boxer!roomate!tom

Parings →boxer!roomate!tom x ballerina!reader

Summary →a gentle dancer crosses paths with a rough boxer, they end up living off each other making no rules except one, never fall in love.

Warnings→ cursing

A/n→ hey I know this is late but finals are coming up and I’m really stressed so I haven’t been here much(not gonna lie I only come on during my emotional breakdowns) so I’ll try and post as much as I can but it will be hard until around Christmas.

Tom once told you he hated attention, you thought that was the biggest lie he’s ever told.

Tom had spotlights in him all the time, girls chasing after him left and right, people only dreaming they could talk to him. You talked to him everyday, even rumored that you both were dating. He quickly shut that one down of course but with him being in the spotlight and you coming to fame because of him was hard. Hard for him to be himself sometimes. You knew how hard this was for him, all he wanted to do was box but sometimes he wanted a break from even that. You use to joke that the two of you would take a year break and live in France.

You woke up to the sound of puking in the bathroom, the walls were thin so it wasn’t hard to hear him curse and then vomit. You didn’t hesitate to run to his assistant once you heard him.

“Tom?” You come to rub his back as he let it all out in the toilet. “Tom are you okay?” You ask him and he nods as he grabs toilet paper to wipe his mouth.

“That was fucking disgusting.” He says as he leans back against the bathroom wall.

“Are you okay?” You ask him again and he nods.

“I think I need the day off.” He says, it was early in the morning so you knew Harrison would be awake.

“Okay I’ll call Harrison then my company so I can take the day—“ you start but cuts you off.

“No, I don’t want you taking the day off, I’m serious. You have that dance of yours coming up, I know it means a lot so don’t take a day off for me.” He tells you and you roll your eyes but agree.

“Fine, but I’m calling Harrison to tell him that you aren’t feeling well so you can’t come to work.” You tell Tom and he nods. “Oh and I want you to see a real doctor.” You give him a serious look before walking back to your room.

“There’s Nothing you cant fix love.” He yells before hurling over the toilet again.

When you left tom you were nervous, mostly because the boy never takes sick days and when he does you usually take care of him. He wasn’t exactly sick, you thought he might have a concussion but if you told him then he’d feel the need not to go to the doctors about it. You also knew that he wouldn’t go to the doctors without you, claiming that when he goes with you they don’t try and take his blood as for when he’s alone they try and poke him with a million needles.

“I think the spins were definitely a little—“ Dana was talking before she cut herself off seeing tom at the front desk with a bag of food and the girl drooling over him. “Are you gonna go get him or...” she asked staring at him with heart eyes.

“I told him to stay home.” You groaned as you walked over to him grabbing his arm. “What are you doing here?” You asked him and he looked up from the front desk woman.

“I brought you lunch darling, house got boring without you.” He smirked and handed you the bag. He knew the effect he had on the woman who danced here, he was practically their Greek god.

“Besides, I heard Blair just broke up with her boyfriend.” He says and you step on his foot with your point shoes.

“Leave Blair alone she’s actually very heartbroken.” You tell him. “Thank you for bringing me lunch, is there anything else you need?” You asked him and he nodded.

“I need you to come to the doctors with me.” He says as if he’s a child.

“Tom,” You sigh. “You’re 22 years old. you can go to the doctors without someone with you.” You say and he pouts.

“Please! Everytime I go alone they—“ before he can finish you cut him off.

“Try and stick a million needles in me yeah yeah, I know.” You tell him before you pull him off to the break room so you can sit and eat in private.

“I really love the attention they give me here.” He smirks at one of the girls who waved at him.

“Yeah, they should practically give you a damn staute.” You joked.

The two of you sat in the break room eating where a bunch of the other dancers ate and talked rather than going out or going home.

“Did you throw up again today?” You asked and he shook his head poking at his food with his fork.

“No, took the medicine you left for me and I have an appointment for 4:30 which I need you to be there.” He says and you sigh not wanting to go. “How’s the dance coming along?” He asked curious about the popular ballet Swan Lake where you were one of the back up dancers, not the star of the show.

“Good, tiring I need you to help me roll out my joints when I get home.” You tell him and he nods.

“I can do that.” He says as he takes a bite of his food. “If you come to the doctors.” He smirks and you roll your eyes.

“I’ll go, fine.” You tell him, you knew you let him win this little argument.

“Perfect,” He says as he stands up taking his trash and yours. “We should probably go now. I know you like being there early.” He says, you did like being to the doctors early but it was his appointment not yours.

“No, I know you’re scared and you’re going to try and get out of it at last minute.” You argue with him.

“Yeah sure.”

The two of you sat in the doctors office with you filling out the paper work and tom massaging his temples and enjoying the attention the woman at the front desk gave him there as well.

“Tom? Tom Holland?” A man who looked to be almost the same age as the two of you called out.

The both of you stood up before walking over to the man with you giving him the paperwork. The man gave a warm smile, almost too warm of one.

“You must be his sister—“ the doctor paid less attention to tom for a moment but rather focused on the beauty that you radiated.

“Girlfriend,” he coughed out grabbing your waist. “She’s my girlfriend. Are we going to get this done or...?” He asked and it only made you roll your eyes.

“Right, sorry.” The doctor says before he turns around. “Come with me the room is down here.”

As the three of you entered the room tom had hesitated as he sat down already acting like the child he was. He acted as if he was ready to throw a temper tantrum any second.

“He has a concussion, I think, he threw up this morning and got hit in the head pretty hard last night. He says he feels like his head is swelling.” You say and the doctor writes all of the things you say down and tom rolls his eyes.

“He could possibly, ill take his blood pressure and then do some tests to see where he’s at, I’ll be right back.” He turns out of the room smirking at you before leaving.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” You hit Toms arm.

“What?” He asks defensively.

“You acting like I’m your girlfriend! I’m allowed to date too you know! Not everything is about you!” You argue, the truth was, tom didn’t want you to date. He wanted—needed you all to himself.

“Fine you want to flirt with him then go for it! He doesn’t even look like he’s worth it though.” He says before he turns away.

The doctor came back in, the room filled with awkward tension and now you and tom both acting immature. He wasn’t fine just like you had thought, he had a concussion, severe one in fact, the doctor told him he should stay home and rest for about 3 days, 3 days was too long in Toms head though so you knew it was going to be hell, mostly because Harrison would force him to stay home.

“Thank you for your help, we really appreciate it.” You smile at the man before grabbing tom and taking him out of the place into the cold New York air.

“You hear that? No boxing for 3 days.” You tell him and he jerks his arm away.

“I’m not a damn child I understood him.” He pouts before you turn the corner to walk back to the apartment.

“You acted like a damn child.” You bantered at him.

“Stop I’m not in the mood.” He says before you step in front of him.

“Hey hey, look, I’m sorry I know this is like hell for you. I’ll get us Sushi tonight okay?” You offered and he nodded before you swung your arm around his shoulder.

“Don’t do that.” He pushes you off.

“Stop pouting,” You say before you turn into the complex.

“I’m not pouting.” He says before he tries to walk ahead.

You knew that this week was going to be the worst week of both of your lives.

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