Tumgik
#i say this every couple months but... gonna try using this blog like a blog
maybank-archives · 26 days
Text
caught - jj maybank
Tumblr media
⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
warning: +18. NSFW CONTENT. MINORS DNI. sex. language. public sex. oral sex
word count: 1.4k
author’s notes: hi!! look who remembered the password to this blog!!! it's been a chaotic but gooooood couple of months, kinda fell out of my obx phase but I'm back and I miss writing sm!!! so to all my horny babes here's a unpublished piece (that was unfinished since october) hope yall enjoy!
masterlist | join the taglist |
⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
every time you and JJ were caught.
occupied —
my back is pressed against the wall, JJ holds me tightly, his lips are pecking and biting the side of my neck as he buries himself inside of me. JJ’s hands cover my mouth as his thrust becomes faster.
I didn't even get the chance to get in the shower, my shorts were stuck on my knees, same thing with JJ. I suck him for 5 seconds before he pulls me on my feet and fuck me against the wall.
“y/n did you lock yourself?” Sarah’s voice rasped on the voice
I press my lips together concentrating on giving her an answer, but as JJ keeps pounding into me, I’m pretty sure she can hear my muffled cry.
“I’m gonna come princess, shit,” JJ whispers in my ear
“I…oh gosh, I'm good,” I squeeze out
JJ presses his body closer as he gives me his last thrusts, I look at him and see him control himself not to curse as he fills me with his cum.
“Are you sure?” Sarah insists
“YES,” that was for jj, who cupped my pussy and drew his fingers on my clit.
“for fucks sake, is JJ there with you?” I hear John B. shout at the door
He gives a little chuckle before giving the door a few thumps “Can no one get laid in this house?”
“y’all are disgusting, there's a bedroom, you know?”
“oh my god”
you hear the rest of them say outside, but my mind is far away from this reality and it's focused on JJ giving me an orgasm.
hammock —
we're both spread out in the hammock. it started with a massage, I swear.
It's a massage… on JJ’s dick.
bringing the blanket outside was an unintentional good idea. I threw on top of our lower bodies as my hand accidentally started stroking JJ's cock.
his body joint under my touch, I gave him the perfect amount of pressure, tugging his wet foreskin and sweeping up the beads of precum at the tip.
JJ gasps as I bring my hands to my mouth, giving it a nice lick and stroking him down again. but faster.
I could feel him getting closer. his eyes shut tight, his arms around me felt tense, and then…pope exited the chateau facing us, laying static on our back. too late, he realized JJ’s expression and the motion of my hands.
“Ew guys, c’mon, we all used this,” he says turning his back to us
I buried my face in JJ's neck laughing.
volume –
shoving her bikini bottom to the side, I grip her hips as y/n settles on top of me, slowly sinking. I could die watching her bounce on my cock.
I palm her tits as she rocks back and forth, using me to hit the spot that makes her whine.
speaking of whining, we're lucky that there's no one home, cause we're definitely not using our indoor voices.
her palms planted on my chest, as she supported herself. her nails buried in my skin as she moans.
“just like that baby, let me see you come,”
The dirty request makes her fasten the pace and bounce in circles. I clenched my ass trying to hold the climax.
“oh fuck, jj.” she cries while her legs shake, that's my signal.
I flip us over and bury myself deeper inside of her. groaning, I gave her rough thrusts, feeling her squeezing me.
“fuck baby, don't stop j,” her sweet moans send a bolt of heat to my balls. I rise on my knees, angling her hips watching her pussy slide back and forth as she grasps at the bedsheets. 
“yes, yes,” y/n gives me one less moan as she milks my shaft. my muscles clench as she climaxes and I come right away, painting.
“oh fuck, y/n,” I grunt as my body relaxes
“ayo, glad y'all are done, 'cause I need to sleep,” we hear John B shouting as he bangs into the wall.
“oh…no,” y/n says, hiding her face with her palms.
“too late to be shy, cupcake,”
beach —
The tent was mostly in darkness, but the moon's glow peeked through. Y/N slipped in so quietly that I barely noticed. She moved around, and I could sense her doing stuff, but I was too tired to pay much attention.
I gave her a little peak and sure thing, her topless self was taking her shorts out, she was looking for something but all I could care about was the fact that she was only in her bikini, in front of me.
Yep, my dick is semi-hard.
“Can I help you, princess?”
“Sorry babe, I thought you were already asleep,” She whispers
“Luckily, I’m not, otherwise who would appreciate this view?” I told her, sitting up and trying to be as silent as her.
“Yeah, as if,”
“You’re so beautiful,”
“Thank you J” she replied still looking around 
“I think what you’re looking for is inside my shorts”
“Huh?” Y/N furrowed her brows as she analyzed my expression, I shot her a malicious smile which made clear my intentions.
“Our friends are literally right there,” She whispered again 
“You could be quiet?”
“Can’t guarantee,”
“But I can. Blow me, since you’re already on your knees,”
Y/N covered her mouth to stop the giggle, when she looked at me again, I could see that her mind was made and that it was in the same place as mine.
She adjusted herself in front of me and pushed me to the floor, slowly dragging my shorts out. She put her hair in a ponytail and held my cock in her hand firmly.
I could come just with the sight of her topless self in front of me. I’m leaking already, making her hand slide easily on my dick, I adjust myself and roughly remember that the sand is not that comfortable to be laid on. Still, Y/N lowered herself and closed her mouth around the tip, slowly sucking, and my hips snapped involuntarily. 
She sucked me deeper into her mouth, almost to the base, I have to use all my force to not let a groan leave my lips when she chokes on me. Y/N keeps her pace slow but firm, I guess to not make any “suspect” sound.
My breath is heavy and my eyes shut, she releases me and I look down as her tongue glides along my hard-length cock.
“Fuckfuckfuck Y/N” I quietly curse
She uses both of her hands to stroke me and give my balls a nice squeeze, I can see her gaze darkening, she’s getting off and seems to be fighting off the urge to not ride me.
I know this look. I give her a signal to come closer.
“What?”
“Let’s fuck”
“No, not here.”
“I have the keys to the Twinkie,” 
“Then what are you waiting for?” She murmurs, cleaning the sides of her mouth, she slid into one of my shirts and I pushed my shorts back, exiting both of us, half-naked.
We successfully sneaked out and the only sound around us was the waves, I grabbed her hand and guided us far from the sand. 
As I open the doors, I look around and lock it behind us.
It all happened too fast, I slipped my tongue in her mouth and she desperately climbed on top of me, my shorts were now stuck to my ankles and Y/N’s bikini bottoms were pushed to the side.
Reaching for it, Y/N aligns my erection into her entrance and sinks in it.
Both of us let out a moan, feeling the pleasure fill our bodies, Y/N fastened her pace, bouncing on top of me, I’m too close for her, any minute I’m out, but since my girl is getting there I hold as much as I can.
“Mmm yes JJ, touch me”
I lifted my shirt out of her body and sucked and licked on her buds, she was bouncing and grinding her clit on me, it’s noticeable that she is getting there. The gasps and the nails digging on my tights confirm that.
With my free hand, I hold her waist and meet her halfway through her movements, each deep thrust sends me closer and closer to the edge. I can’t hold it any longer. Her moans are desperate and her whining is music to my ears.
“Y/n, fuck…”
Our breathing grows as our bodies slap together, and her mouth opens without making any sound, that’s my cue. I burst inside of her as her body shook on top of me. My last pound is weak leaking out of her.”
“Fuck baby, that was insane.”
“Thank God for the Twinkie.”
“More like than God for m-”
“JJ, I’m gonna kill you.” John B's voice echoes outside as he bangs the Twinkie door.
My bad, I guess.
⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
✧˚ . taglist ˚✧ (join here): @loverofmarsss | @jjmaybankisbae | @zxmbiegxrl | @hoeforstarkey24 | @itsme-98-blog | @everydaydreamer
⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
© maybank-archives 2024 — no one has permission to copy or translate any of my works, if you see any of my work being reproduced in another platform please contact me! :)
567 notes · View notes
jonespicy · 7 months
Text
𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔰
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
♱ PAIRIING: CHANGBIN x READER x SEUNGMIN ♱ PROMPTS: "I just wanna feel something." & "You look so good with my hand around your neck"; REQUESTED ♱ CW: 18+ MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI, FEM! READER, CASUAL DRINKING (nothing heavy; don't drink and do it), TEASING, BITING, KISSING, ORAL (F+M REC), BREATH PLAY (choking), FINGERING, SLIGHT EXHIBITIONISM, MEAN DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, DOM!CHANGBIN, THREESOME, PET NAMES (pup and baby), DIRTY TALK, UNPROTECTED SEX (wrap it before you tap it), ROUGH SEX, PORN W/ (kinda) PLT, SPIT ROAST, CUM SHOT (1), ALLUDE TO AFTERCARE ♱ WC: 2.8K ♱ NOTE: REPOST FROM MY MAIN ACCOUNT
Tumblr media
     "Are you two staying in tonight?" (Y/n) asked her two friends over the phone. She had called Seungmin while getting ready to go out with some of her other friends. Changbin had shown up in the middle of the call. And of course, as she was about to leave to finish getting ready, her other friends texted and just told her not to come.
     "You just got canceled on?" Changbin asked
     "I wish. They just straight up told me not to come." (Y/n) answered
     “Gross. You should drop them." Seungmin suggested
     "Can I just come over and drink with you guys?"
     "I'll come to pick you up," Changbin announced
     "Thanks, Binnie."
     "You know I'm right. They've been singling you out for the past couple of months. You should drop them." Seungmin stated
     "Yeah. I don't know why though. I haven't done shit to them." (Y/n) sighed 
     "So you wanna drown you're dying friendship with alcohol?"
     "Honestly, I’d rather get drunk with you and Bin than them."
     "Why though?"
     "I just want to feel something."
     "There are other things to feel other than black-out drunk."
     "I'm not gonna get blackout. You both are gonna end up cutting me off.”
     “You tend to do stupid things when you’re drunk.”
     “And you never fail to remind me, Min.”
     “What are friends for.” (Y/n) could hear him smiling on the other end of the phone as she got a text from the other one that he was at her place.
     “I’ll see you in a bit, Min.” (Y/n) hung up on her friend and went to grab her shoes and house keys.
     She was a little grateful that her friends canceled before she got changed out of her house clothes. She shuffled her way down to Changbin's car and hopped in the passenger seat.
     “Ready?” he asked as he took the car out of park
     “Yes sir.”
     Changbin smiled at her as they took the short drive back to his and Seungmins' place while (Y/n) started out the window. He kept his playlist going so the drive wasn’t so silent.
     Soon the two got into the apartment and saw Seungmin sitting on the couch playing on his phone. (Y/n) kicked off her shoes before going and laying on top of him. Seungmin whined as she laid on him while Changbin laughed at his two friends.
     “Why are you like,” Seungmin questioned
     “Because you love me,” (Y/n) beamed as she got up and walked to their kitchen for a drink, not knowing she left a slightly blushing Seungmin on the couch.
     The three sat on the couch drinking and watching whatever looked interesting. Changbin ordered a pizza for the three of them so they weren't all drinking on an empty stomach. It was all going pretty well till (Y/n)'s phone went off.
     "Who is it?" Bin asked as she looked at the screen
     "Friends," (Y/n) replied
     "Ignore them," Seungmin stated, getting up from the couch and walking off down the hall, probably to use the bathroom.
     "Fuck off," (Y/n) sighed as she opened the message, only seeing them saying how much fun they were having at whatever random club they decided to go to.
     "Nope," Changbin grabbed her phone.
     "Bin!" (Y/n) said as they lunged toward him to grab her phone, only for him to hold it further away.
     "No more talking to them for the rest of the night. They're just trying to make you mad."
     "I have every right to be mad at them!"
     "You can be mad at them tomorrow," Bin held her back from lunging further until she backed down, "Thank you."
     Bin set her phone down next to his on the armrest of the couch. A second later, she lunged across him to grab it. "Hey!” the male exclaimed as he grabbed her arm to stop them.
     The two went back and forth for the phone till Changbin got her pinned down on the couch, straddling her as one hand held her wrists together above her head.
     “No talking to them,” Bin scolded her
     “Fine,” (Y/n) agreed and her friend got off her, helping her sit up.
     “Come here.” Changbin pulled her to his side and wrapped his arms around her. (Y/n) wrapped her arms around him and accepted the comfort
     “I leave for five minutes and you guys are cuddling?” Seungmin asked as he jumped back onto the couch
     “Bite me,” (Y/n) told him as he laid his head on her lap
     “Okay,” he smiled and slightly turned his head and bit her thigh
     “Owe! Min what the fuck!” (Y/n) yelled
     “You said to bite you, so I did.” he was so proud of himself for that, “Should I kiss it better?”
     Before she could even answer, he kissed the spot he had bit. (Y/n) squirmed slightly at the contact. Both her friends noticed it.
     “Hey Bin, (Y/n) said earlier they wanted the feel something.”
     “Really?” (Y/n) blushed heavily under both their gazes. Changbin noticed the tips of her ears turning red and leaned towards her and kissed one, letting the kiss trail to her jaw. “What do you wanna feel baby?”
     “Don’t know…” (Y/n) squeaked as Changbin pulled her up onto his lap whilst he turned their bodies so they were facing Seungmin.
     “You want me and Minnie to make you feel good? Make you forget about your other friends?” Changbin growled in her ear as his hands gripped her sides while Seungmin pushed his body between their legs and looked up at his two friends.
     (Y/n) nodded her head to the questions. “Words pup,” Seungmin stated
     “Yes,” (Y/n) meekly replied
     “Louder.” the man in her lap stated
     “Yes,” (Y/n) replied louder.
     “Don’t tease her too much,” Bin warned the younger one as his hands pushed up her shirt.
     “But it's so fun,” Seungmin smiled as he kissed the exposed skin above the waistband of her pants. Changbin pressed kisses along her neck as his hands slipped under her shirt, sliding his hands up till he found their breasts, needing them in his hands, “Didn’t wear a bra for us, baby?”
     (Y/n) nodded in response as Seungmin pulled her pants down enough to expose her thighs. His lips attached to her skin as he finished pulling the fabric off her legs. The contact from his lips made her squirm a bit more on Changbin’s lap. The man behind them groaned as she shifted, teeth slightly grazing her neck. 
     (Y/n) could feel Changbin’s cock getting harder the more she moved on his lap due to Seungmin’s teasing kisses on their thighs and his ghost kisses over their clothed core. Changbin grabbed her hips and kept her from moving too much. “Can’t keep still pup?” Seungmin teased
     “Think she needs a little more Minnie,” Changbin added
     “Yeah? Poor thing.” Seungmin replied with a smirk. He had noticed the wet spot forming on her panties. Changbin turned her upper body slightly more towards him then removed one hand from her hips to turn her head towards him and place his lips on her. Both moaned a little into the kiss and Changbin slipped his tongue into her mouth. Seungmin watched from below as his two friends made out, grinding his own growing hard-on into their couch cushions.
     He slipped his fingers inside the side of her wet panties pulled them down her legs and let them join her pants somewhere on the floor. Changbin moved his hands down to grab her thighs and spread her legs for his friend. Seungmin smiled and pressed a kiss onto her clit. (Y/n) rolled her hips slightly at the contact and moaned into the kiss she was sharing with the other. His tongue licked a long strip along her folds while Changbin kept her lips busy. 
     “Fuck,” (Y/n) groaned against Changbins lips as she felt his tongue flick her clit.
     “Gonna watch Minnie eat that pretty pussy?” Changbin pulled away from the kiss and let go of one of her thighs, placing it over Seungmin’s shoulder, turning her head to make her watch him eat her out. 
     Seungmins lips wrapped around her clit and lightly sucked on the bud; every so often letting his tongue flick it while her head fell back. Changbin noticed her head falling back and moved his hand to wrap around her throat, not hard but enough to make her gasp. “Keep you’re head up baby.”
     (Y/n) involuntary clenched when he whispered in her ear with his hand wrapped around her throat. “Think she likes that Bin,” Seungmin commented as he pulled away from her clit for a second to comment.
     “You like when we get rough with you baby?”
     “Yes,” (Y/n) nodded
     Seungmins moved lower and pushed his tongue into her. (Y/n) arched away from Changbin’s chest only for him to pull her back and tighten his grip on her throat slightly. “You look so good with my hand around your neck,” Changbin whispered in her ear. His other hand had moved off her thigh and started making small circles around her clit. 
     All the stimulation she was getting made it impossible for her not to come. Her lower body shook as she released into Seungmin’s mouth. The hand around her throat kept her from moaning too loud so the two boys wouldn't get any noise complaints from their neighbors. Changbin removed his hand from her neck and kissed her temple while both his hands came up and rubbed her sides while Seungmin drank up her release.
     (Y/n) slowly caught her breath as they coaxed her through her first orgasm. Seugnmin pulled his face away from her cunt and pushed her shirt up over her breasts as he kissed all along her stomach, leaving a couple of love bits.
     “How are you feeling now baby?” Changbin asked 
     “Good,” (Y/n) replied, still trying to get air back in her lungs.
     The three heard a knock at the door, and only (Y/n) froze while the two men continued. “Stretch her out for me, Min,” Changbin said before he moved her off his lap and laid her back on the couch.
     “You’re gonna need to be quiet pup. Unless you want that poor delivery guy to know you’re getting fucked good by your best friends,” Seungmin whispered stated as Changbin walked around the corner. Two of Seungmin’s long fingers slid between her folds collecting her slick before he pushed both digits into her. (Y/n) bit her lip as she listened to Changbin greet the pizza delivery guy.
     Seungmin didn’t make it easy for her to stay quiet. His fingers scissored her open as his lips wrapped around one of her nipples. She was already sensitive from the orgasm he and Changbin had given her moments ago and his fingers didn’t make it any better. She desperately wanted to scream but couldn’t. Rather she covered her mouth with the back of her hand. 
     Seungmin’s tongue flicked against her nipple before he lightly pulled on it with his teeth before releasing it and looking up at her. He couldn't help but chuckle a bit at her trying to keep quiet. He heard the front door close and caught a glimpse of Changbin walking toward the kitchen with the pizza. (Y/n) was too caught up in pleasure to hear the door close while her legs tried to close around his body. 
     He used his free hand to grab her hands and pin them down on the armrest of the couch as he inserted a third finger into her. “Fuck Min,”(Y/n) moaned a little too loud. Not that it mattered but she didn't need to know that. 
     “What I say about being quiet, pup.” It wasn't a question honestly. He just wanted a reason to tease her. He stopped his motion of pumping into her. 
     “‘M sorry Minnie,” (Y/n) whined as she rolled her hips against his hand
     “Are you?” he asked slowly sliding his fingers out
     “I’m sorry Minnie. I’ll be quiet,” (Y/n) frantically replied 
     “Is Minnie being mean to you?” Changbin asked as he came back over to the couch, standing to the side of her
     (Y/n) nodded as she looked at the other male. Seungmin quickly pushed his fingers back into her while she was distracted by Changbin. Both smiled at her while her mouth hung open from the sudden motion. Changbin took the chance to pull his hard cock out of his sweats and pumped himself a few times.
     “Tongue out baby,” Changbin stated. 
     (Y/n) stuck her tongue out for him as he placed the tip of his dick out it, rubbing the precum on the muscle before he pushed into her mouth. His hand went under her head, holding her up a bit as he slowly fucked her face. 
     “Get it nice and wet for yourself baby,” Changbin groaned while her tongue ran along the underside of his cock. 
     (Y/n) moaned as Seungmin fingered her faster which made Changbin pick up his pace. She clenched around the younger one's fingers before he pulled them out. (Y/n) groaned at the loss of his fingers before Changbin pulled himself from her mouth. Neither man said anything as they pulled her off her back. 
     Changbin got behind her as he discarded his clothing while Seungmin sat back against the other arm of the sofa and discarded the shirt he had pushed over her chest earlier before pulling her in for a kiss, one hand holding the nape of her neck. (Y/n) moaned into the kiss as she placed her hands next to his body, effectively putting her on all fours. She felt Changbin grab her hips and pull her back a bit. The tip of his dick slid between her folds a couple of times before he slowly pushed into her.
     “Oh fuck,” (Y/n) gasped against her friends’ lips. 
     “Binnie’s dick feel good in you?” Seungmin questioned as he pulled away from their kiss
     “Feel so good,” (Y/n) replied as Changbin started roughly thrusting into her from behind, her ass bouncing off his hips.
     “Poor pups already starting to get cock drunk,” Seungmin practically laughed. The three of them had just started drinking so alcohol wasn’t playing such a big role in what was happening, more just relaxed them all a bit.
     Changbin smiled to himself as he picked up his thrusting pace, moving his hands to grip her waist. (Y/n) dropped her head as Changbin’s bruising grip pulled her back to him. Seungmin took the chance to remove his bottoms and let his hard-on out. (Y/n) bent down to take him into her mouth while giving Changbin a new angle to hit deeper in her.
     Seungmin threw his head back as she ran her tongue along his cock head, one hand pumping his shaft before sliding him down her throat. “Such a good girl for us, aren’t ya?” the question was rhetorical but (Y/n) still hummed around Seungmin’s dick in response while also clenching at his praise.
     Both men groaned at the two different feelings. Changbin snuck and hand around her body and played with her clit again. Her moans would’ve been louder if it weren’t for the cock shoved down her throat. She bobbed her on Seungmin’s as she brought her other hand between his legs to play with his balls, making him whimper at the feeling.
      Her head bobbing got sloppy the more Changbin toyed with her clit making Seungmin grab the back of her head and start fucking up into her mouth. Her legs were starting to shake again as she clenched around the cock inside her, hips slightly bucking against his fingers before she came on his cock. Changbins hand left her clit and joined his other on her waist as he and Seungmin chased their highs. 
      Seungmin let his load go in her mouth and pushed her head all the way down as his cum shot into her. Changbin gave himself a few more thrusts in her before pulling out and jacking off till his cum shot out onto her lower back. (Y/n) pulled herself on Seungmin’s cock and swallowed his cum.
     Changbin got up from the couch and walked off to go grab stuff to clean while Seungmin pulled his friend— if they could even still call themselves that after what had just happened— into a softer kiss as he rubbed her sides. (Y/n) sighed in contentment before he pulled away.
     “See, better things to feel than black-out drunk,” he smiled
     “Yeah. Who knew a threesome with my two attractive best friends is what I needed,” (Y/n) smiled back as Changbin came back and cleaned his cum off her back before kissing her shoulder.
Tumblr media
© 2023 jonespicy. Please do not copy, translate, or republish my works anywhere.
236 notes · View notes
littlemisspascal · 3 months
Text
2023 & Me
Been thinking a lot these past few days about everything that's happened with me in 2023. Hard to believe it's coming to end--time seriously does fly 😮
There's been some heavy losses this year. Several family members passed away to illnesses and old age, including my grandfather who I had a strained relationship with to say the least. I also had a shocking family drama bomb dropped on me earlier this month that has had a huge ripple effect I'm still navigating, but fingers crossed things will find a way of working out for the best.
I had some severe mental health depression episodes throughout the year, made me reevaluate priorities and also doubt pretty much every choice I've ever made in life, but I do truly believe I'm entering 2024 in a positive mindset so that's something to be happy about :) I'mma try this crazy concept called self-love and not think the worst about me, myself, and I.
My writing took a hit this year. Word count wise, kudos wise, engagement wise--but I also made progress on several wips and even finished a few which is a big accomplishment for a snail writer like me 😊 I want to enter 2024 not feeling guilty for being self-indulgent or trying new kinds of writing styles. I also want to shake off the belief a low note count equals it was a bad fic/waste of time -- I don't believe that for anyone else, yet my brain always uses it as a weapon of insecurity against myself and enough is enough brain 😠 no more I say!
On a more positive note, I was fortunate enough to attend several conventions this year and improve my cosplay skills (2024 Ahsoka is gonna be my best look yet I just know it 😁). I got to meet total sweethearts Jon Bernthal and Charlie Cox, Steve Burns my childhood hero, the dear Jodi Benson, the gorgeous Rosario Dawson and beautiful Ming-Na Wen, and of course I can't ever forget Andrew Garfield 😱💗 And most importantly of all I did each these cons with my sister and made some lifelong memories! (Also bought a heckin lot of stickers. A heckin lot 🥰)
And then of course the crown jewel of 2023 1000% hands down was attending the United States Formula 1 Grand Prix. Good lord y'all it was one of the best weekends of my entire life! If you had asked me a couple years ago if I'd care about a sport--any sport--I'd have laughed in your face but there's just something so addictive and captivating about the world of F1 and its cast of characters. And having the luck of getting Alex Albon and Daniel Ricciardo's autographs on my dumb lil frog bucket hat was just *muffled screaming* I literally was a shaking mess lemme tell ya--just ask @beecastle and @undercoverpena who were there with me on my phone every step of the way 💜 thanks for putting up with my addiction y'all! Much much love to you both!!
AND THE FRIGGIN FACT SOMEONE GOT A PHOTO OF ME AND DANNY TOGETHER 🥺😭😭 NEVER BE OVER IT NOPE
Tumblr media
There are so many people on here that made 2023 a bright and kind and fun one for me---@oonajaeadira @something-tofightfor @wheresarizona @trinkets01 @kyberblade @sofasoap @grogusmum @writeforfandoms @psychedelic-ink @kteague @prolix-yuy @wildemaven @the-blind-assassin-12 @practicalghost @gnpwdrnwhiskey @bishtrouille @nothoughtsjustmeds @kirsteng42 @miraclesabound @radiowallet @harriedandharassed @hopeamarsu and dozens dozens dozens more!
Thank you to everyone who's liked, reblogged, commented on my blog + sent me messages! I appreciate and love you all so much more than words can ever express 💜💗💙🧡
2024---let's bring it on! 🥳
Tumblr media Tumblr media
62 notes · View notes
hon3ymo0n · 9 months
Note
Jungkook can love everyone nobody cares, the point is he doesn't love Jimin, it's time to accept the reality and stop with your delulu fantasies, Jimin and Jungkook never hang out and you think they're a couple😂? Also why Jimin should have Jungkook as boyfriend when he can have better men not coward and fake like Jungkook...the last time we saw Jikook at Yoongi concert, Jimin was harassed because of Jungkook's behaviour, is this is the ship you like?
I’d really hate if this blog became a place full of judgment and insults towards anyone, members included, so I’m gonna try my best to don’t answer asks like this anymore, especially when it’s not necessary or I don’t feel like it. But now, considering that I’m competitive af, I’m gonna answer🔥.
You made me smile because you’re so full of yourself and you sound really close to the members. You act like you know them better than anyone else here. I don’t know them either, and that’s why I’d never act like this. Even when it comes to Jikook’s relationship, in which I strongly believe. Still, you fell on the easiest point: THE HANGING OUT.
Do we still believe that the members show us everything they do, everything they drink, everyone they hang out with? We can not even imagine how many nights Jikook spent together in the last months. How many mornings or afternoons. And this doesn’t just apply to them, of course. If Jungkook didn’t start that live, today, with Mingyu, now we wouldn’t know that he was at Jungkook’s place at all. But we’re not talking about them now.
Why do I say this? Because Jikook are fine. Everything is fine between them. You can see it from JK’s wlives, JM’s too. I would love to talk about it but I’m sleepy and I don’t wanna waste my energies for you. You’re not worth it.
Yoongi’s concert was fundamental, actually. Thank you for bringing that up. They played together. Jimin recorded Jungkook with his phone, held is face like a ball, and Jungkook smiled like a puppy. His eyes were jumping off his face. They were totally fine, still, they didn’t hug when they met. Duh. Why? Because they’re smart. They’re careful. And because if I spent 90% of my time with someone, I’d never hug them pretending I haven’t seen them in months when we meet at a public event. If I live with my mum, I’m not gonna hug her thightly, smiling and jumping, when I meet her in the streets. “We’re always together, we met yesterday, we talk everyday, but it’s good to see you again” kind of vibe.
Tumblr media
I have a lot more to say but it would be useless. You’re a JK anti anyways. And the difference between you and me is that I don’t go knocking at people’s door tryina prove my point, reinforcing it with insults and hate. Next time you wanna talk shit about Jungkook, do it better. Calling him fake and coward is too funny, I can’t take it seriously. Coward? The man that goes live whenever he wants, drinks and falls asleep in front of millions of people, tells fans to step back when they don’t respect his boundaries, cuts his hair as he wants, shows his tattoos and piercings not giving a shit of people opinions, deletes his instagram account worth million of dollars just because he doesn’t use it? After years of insecurities, not being his true self?
Maybe you don’t know what love is, if you think that a romantic relationship is based on “finding the best man”. Jimin chose his best. His heart. His authenticity. You’ll never date anyone until you’ll meet every fucking human being on this earth, and decide your perfect one out of 8 billion of people? Jimin is not stupid. He would never give so much attention to someone that mistreats him. If Jimin is such a sweetheart to Jungkook, there gotta be a reason.
You don’t choose to fall in love, but you choose to love. Everyday. To put in the effort. Knowing that Usher, Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie and the most hot and fine af person in the world are out there. I’m sorry if you never experienced that, but again, not Jungkook’s fault. Not yours either. It will arrive, I promise.
Time will show us the truth. I’m in peace honestly. Not insecure about my ideas, not full of myself either. Supporting “my ship”, as you called it. Knowing that you’re giving Jungkook the same hate that you claim to not stand for when it comes to Jimin. You’re not different from Jimin’s antis.
Maybe the info didn’t reach your wise and anti-delulu pedestal, so I’m gonna give it to you: people would harass Jimin even if he interacted with a fucking ant.
Jungkook’s love for Jimin is so pure and deep that you’ll never be able to see it, in this state of mind. Its deep nature will always be private and intimate, even for people who truly support them. It is just not our business, at one point. The door closes, and things happen in private. How it should be, considering that not everyone would appreciate it (coff coff).
I wish you someone that looks at you like this anon❤️. Thank you for stopping by.
Tumblr media
Here for you the fake and coward man who is leaving Jimin dry, sad and lonely on his bed, at night, making him feel the less loved and valued person on this earth.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Find me a better man.
60 notes · View notes
junkissed · 1 year
Text
shower thoughts with junhui
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
read the nsfw version here! [18+ only]
member — bf!junhui x reader genre — fluff, tiny bit suggestive but not sexual or explicit word count — 0.5k warnings — nudity, reader has periods notes — requested by anon — the request had both sfw and nsfw and as i am not posting nsfw on this blog, here is the sfw version! if you want to read the nsfw version you can check it out on my nsfw blog @onlyhuis if you are 18 or older; if minors interact with my nsfw works you will be blocked. please be responsible about the content you consume. all my nsfw content will be posted on onlyhuis, to keep junkissed accessible to all ages :)
one reblog = one soft fluffy towel
he prefers evening showers to morning showers since you have to get up at different times for work, so he gets more time with you in the evenings
he mostly likes to shower together when you’re just tired from work or studies or whatever has been going on that week, because he likes being able to take care of you in this vulnerable way
any time you say you’re gonna take a shower he puts on his pouty face and asks to join, although he isn’t expecting you to say yes he might as well try lol
he loves to wash your hair for you. he likes the feeling of your hair beneath his fingers, gently massaging shampoo into your scalp
if you let him he’ll wash your body too, pouring soap into his hands and lathering you up, just taking a moment to appreciate every part of you
sometimes he’ll use his shampoo or body wash instead of yours because you both like when you smell like him. he gets all touchy and cuddly afterwards because he knows you’re his <33
he doesn’t care if you’re on your period or you haven’t showered in a while or you feel gross. he loves you no matter what you look like he’s just happy to be there and that you let him admire you like this
he loves long, slow kisses in the shower where time stops and it’s just you and him and the water and nothing else
when you get out he’ll help you dry off, and he gives you the softest, fluffiest towel because he thinks it's cute seeing you all wrapped up in it
he'll blow dry your hair for you or brush it out for you too, carefully combing through it so he doesn't tug on you too much
if your hair is long enough to braid he'll braid it for you. it took him a couple months to learn how to do it at first but he was so proud of himself when he finally figured it out. sometimes in the middle of the day he'll randomly ask if he can braid your hair because he "wants to make sure he doesn't forget how to". he also takes pictures of your hair because he wants to commemorate all the different styles he's done in a little photo album (his speciality is dutch braids, though)
he likes to get right in bed afterwards because you’re warm and sleepy and comfortable after a shower. you both sleep so good those nights, especially if you’ve had a big dinner beforehand
sometimes if he’s home early and he knows you’ll want to shower he’ll replace the sheets on the bed and throw your blankets and pajamas in the laundry before you get home so by the time you get out of the shower you have fresh clean sheets and warm clothes to put on
Tumblr media
taglist | @foxdaisy @tinkerbell460 @huiranghaes @just-here-to-read-01 @blizzardfluffykpop @ny0sang @noniestars @noraehey @squiishymeow @pearlygraysky @baekhyunstruly @tenn87 @blowfishish @matilde111
join my taglist here!
326 notes · View notes
stormblessed95 · 1 year
Note
Hi. I don't have any questions as such but i just wanted to ask you a little thing for months now.. can you pls talk about those things too which sometimes indicates that jikook might not be together?? M following u for 2 years now but as a follower i feel bad sometimes that u don't talk about the things which happen and show something different between jikook and not romantic at all. You always talk about the moments which shows their flirty moments but never on those which shows otherwise. Like...u never talked about jk called jm bro in the birthday video which he posted for jimin...u never express ur thoughts on that. U just came back after 1 week here with some tiktok video to show that other people are calling their partners bro too....but before that u were just like hiding and gone. And these type of small moments which shows otherwise happened so many times...i can even write u more if u want...and u never talk on those moments at all and then u don't even switch ur anons on and gives them the chance too to tell their point of view and share with u bcz they respect ur thoughts as they're ur followers ....like me. Not always all the people are comfortable to send u asks without anon option and its not fair i guess?? I know it's ur blog at the end of the day but as ur followers...who respects and like u.. at least gives them the chance too when something different happens between jikook... to raise their questions and share their opinions and wants ur opinion back. Dont just like vanish from here and come back only to show and talk about the flirty moments again...like nothing happened. Like again u never talked about how jikook is constantly going and spending time alone with their other friends outside...having dinner and lunch.. supporting their own friends....which is totally fine and great but doesn't a couple also need to spend their free time with each other going on lunch and dinner or just shopping?? Same when jimin said that he didn't talk to anyone these days thats why he didn't know about the floods that happened in Korea...so he didn't talked to his boyfriend even for 5 minutes in a whole day?? These small things can be a hint of something that shows that they might not romantically involved. And i know it's small things and not any proofs but still u don't even try to talk about these..ur opinion never comes on these moments. Kanmom51 always talks every moment..and i admire her for that. I admire parkjeon too...she always gives anons the chance to talk about every different thing... And i admire u also bcz you are always straight forward in ur thoughts but i just hope u talk more about everything...even if it shows something different between jikook which is not romantic or a couple thing.
Same like when u didn't talked about when jimin didn't even knew how to make bam sit. It's such a small thing for a boyfriend to know about his boyfriends dog... specially if we sometimes think that jikook might be living together. It's such a small thing to know ...even if bam was in training school. People need to wait for ur anons to switch on to send u asks like these and then u talk about it but never before that. Same even now u dont talk about how every moment in the photoshoot of us ourselves and BTS... every jikook moment was initiated by jm onlynow u dont talk about how every moment in the photoshoot of us ourselves and BTS... every jikook moment was initiated by jm only ... every single one and jk sometimes never give an single glance back at him. And i see these types of asks on other blogs and it makes u think again and re-watch everything to see and think that what they're saying..it's actually looks true. And m not saying here that jk don't like jimin...m saying that his this type of behavior shows that maybe jm is just his friend... nothing else. And now some people are gonna call me an insecure jkkr....if sometimes to think about such things differently than others makes u insecure in other eyes...then it's okay i guess. I like you...and i will appreciate u more if u gives ur followers more chances to share their opinions on ur blog and u talk about evrything here....so that the young army's who are new in this fandom can also see both type of sides here. Thank you.
Tumblr media
I have a very hard time believing that you have been a follower for 2 years anon. Because I literally have posts over all those things. 🤣 and man, you came with all the audacity didn't you? Let me just.... address all your points if I can. Because I'm courteous.
The first point I want to address is where you said "you just came back after one week with some tiktok video.... but before that you were just hiding and gone"
1) I have multiple posts talking about JKs birthday video to Jimin, including one where I do giggle a bit over people losing it over the word bro and not everything else happening in that video and the implications behind it. Just because the posts didn't say what YOU wanted them to say, doesn't mean they aren't there and aren't my opinions over it. You can find those here if you want:
2) when I was "hiding" and gone for the week? Do you remember why? Do you care? I recongize my level of importance on this app is full stop at a zero. That doesn't bother me. But show at least a little bit of empathy? In case you DONT remember, my post over why I was talking a step back for a while. Including why I had anons off for so long. Like damn, I was considering leaving tumblr all together, but you are instead focusing on that I was hiding for a week and didn't give anons the space on this blog to complain about how the word bro must mean Jikook are just buddies. Cool.
Moving on.... "u never talked about how jikook is constantly going and spending time alone with their other friends... doesn't a couple need to spend their free time together too"
1) yes I did. Again, if you've been a follower for 2 years, you aren't a very active one because you've missed a lot of posts. You can find that here if you want.
2) you don't really want me to lecture yall again over the same topics nor do you want me to lecture everyone over the importance of Jikooks privacy and taking away their safe spaces, aka white day leaked photo and how they haven't gone back to that restaurant since even though it was a spot they visited freqeuntly before. But I can and I will if I have to. I just figured yall were all grown ups and could recognize how royally screwy it was to do that to people and didn't need me to spell it out for yall.
Tumblr media
"Same when Jimin said he didn't talk to anyone these days and that's why he didn't know about the floods.... he didn't talk to his boyfriend for even 5 minutes...."
Again.... are you sure you are a follower? Well, maybe you are since your wording is very simular to the anons i got over it... but if you just wanted to revisit the posts you could do that. Or simply ask me to reblog them for you if you couldn't find them. Damn. Special note. Jimin was one day late posting about the floods, after being in a seperate time zone AND spending the entire day working in the studio. So idk where you think dayS plural is coming from where he didn't hear about the floods.
"Same like when u didn't talked about when jimin didn't even knew how to make bam sit. It's such a small thing for a boyfriend to know about his boyfriends dog.... even if Bam was in training school"
JK, hasn't seen his dog in weeks either and as the one who picked him up and is clearly the lead in training. The main owner. The "alpha" Bam will follow, listen to. Clearly he would know all of his commands right away and be taught what they taught Bam as he picked him up. Jimin not knowing all his new tricks for the first time seeing him in a while after training school or needing reminders over commands clearly must mean that they aren't dating. Yes. Because that negates everything else they do. Lol let's also totally forget how Jimin was helping take care of Bam during that ITS2 trip. How JK watched Bam play with all his hyungs but felt comfortable letting Jimin take Bam potty without him, play without him, give a few commands, how Jimin talked about helping take care of him as a puppy with Bam sleeping in his arms. How Bam had a moment of indecision about who he wanted to go to when Jimin showed up when with everyone else there wasn't any and he always just followed JK, his dad. But yes, Jimin asking about if he learned to sit and what the command was or learning about a new playful trick he learned. That's defintely what shows how he barely knows that dog and there zero comfort level there between them and therefore Jikook can't be boyfriends. Fyi, I have so many posts over people analyzing the fuck outta this poor dog. Good lord. Including posts under my ITS2 tag and my living together theories posts.
Tumblr media
"Now u dont talk about how every moment in the photoshoot of us ourselves and BTS... every jikook moment was initiated by jm only"
And? Literally, and? I've seen the anon making the rounds about this on other jkk blogs. Was that you? Plently of Jikook moments were initiated by JK before and after that. SO again. What's the point? Why does it matter? What's the obsession with JK that makes a moment more meaningful if he initiated or not. That feels disrespectful and disingenuous to both him and Jimin and the amount of times that JK has said he enjoys Jimin up in his space. I talked about the moments from that shoot and gave my opinions on them. Idk how many times I've gotta say idc if you think differently about it to make that stick.
Tumblr media
You then talk about admiring @kanmom51 and @parkparkjeon for posting all these anons and sharing those opinions. That's great! I hope you continue to enjoy their blog spaces. I also don't care. I'm here to talk about the moments I want to talk about. I'm also here to encourage people to watch original content and form their own opinions. Not to take my opinions, or kanmoms or parkjeons or anyone else's as fact and truth and leave it at that. I'm here to share my opinions and I'm here to encourage people to think for themselves.
"And i will appreciate u more if u gives ur followers more chances to share their opinions on ur blog and u talk about evrything here....so that the young army's who are new in this fandom can also see both type of sides here. Thank you."
I literally couldn't care less. Sorry. The audacity in you asking me to sacrifice my own peace to let my blog space become a sounding board for whoever is a lot. Good on you for having the audacity of a cishet white man who feels they can take up room wherever they want. For the young armys who are new in the fandom, I always try my hardest to make sure I'm always linking to original content and encouraging people to watch original sources. That way they get all sides and all context of a situation and can form their own opinion. I think that's better and more important than posting everything that comes through my inbox. I give people plently of chances to share their opinion. I'm giving you the chance right now. I disagree but people are free to share. The thing is, if you want to make sure your opinion is heard and if you want to make sure it's posted, open your own blog. Write your own post and share it. Your words and your opinion is no one's responsibility but your own. I will continue to just post what I want. In the entirety of this blog I've always made it very clear that I won't post every ask I get and I won't talk about certain subjects and if I continue to get repeat asks over a certain topic that I've always discussed to death, I'll just delete it and move on. I'll not apologize from taking a break from having anons on when I need it either. Not a single other blogger has ever been upset that I do this because they understand the insanity people send when they can take advantage of the anon option. I'll also share here my guidelines for when I have anons on, because it's a good reminder here too
And since I mentioned WAY at the beginning of this post how I have a whole subsection on my masterlist about topics like this where I Answer asks like this that you are complaining that I don't, I'll link it for you. And again, just because you don't like my answers or that these asks don't make me personally doubtful, that doesn't mean I don't Answer them. Nor does it mean I'm entitled to continue to Answer them in the future. And I won't apologize for that
If you don't like the way that I do things here anon, no one is making you stay. I promise it won't hurt my feelings if you don't like me or you like other bloggers more. I'm not in competition with anyone. I'm just here peacefully existing on my little corner of the internet here and I won't apologize if there are days where I just don't want to deal with anything other than making happy posts about the 2 people whose bond I really enjoy seeing in BTS. Or sometimes others. Or sometimes just to sit here and talk about books. Or share my thoughts over BTS' DVDS. You choose to be here. Or you can choose to leave. It's okay either way. I wish you well.
Tumblr media
139 notes · View notes
raaorqtpbpdy · 1 year
Text
Death by Exposure
Written for the Phic Phight Prompts: At first Danny had been worried sick that Wes had figured out that he was Phantom, but when no one believed him it had sort of become funny. Still, after the anti-ecto act, and the GIW, and his own parents very public very violently vitriolic screeds against ghosts, Danny had to wonder what he'd ever done to Wes that the guy would risk exposing Danny to all that. (from @hpwotters-blog, or at least I think that's you're tumblr.), Wes Weston wakes up to find an injured Phantom on the fire escape. (from @half-deadmagicperson), With how much time he spends on basketball and his delusional conspiracy theories, no one would ever suspect that Wes Weston has another secret hobby… (from @kadziduo), And Wes has been spending more and more time around Fenton and Co. lately - hey! he’s only trying to get some much-needed evidence against them, not trying to get all buddy-buddy with them. And anyway, they’re an entirely annoying bunch, so he wholeheartedly blames them for the fact that he’s currently being monologued at by the ghost holding him hostage. (from @a-closet-emo)
Chapter 5: Exposed
AO3 Link
[Warnings death mentions and kidnapping]
Much to both boys' surprise, Wes and Danny bonded during the remaining days of spring break. Even after Danny was fully healed and could go home, they hung out together. Wes even helped him in a ghost fight once or twice. When Sam and Tucker got back from their respective trips, they were dumbfounded.
"Danny, this is definitely just another ploy to gather evidence that you're Phantom," Sam pointed out. "I know you're not the brightest bulb, but even you have to see that."
"First of all, rude. And second of all, I showed up on his fire escape, bleeding out, and he patched me up," Danny told her. He'd already told her twice before. "I really don't think he's all that eager to expose me anymore. For now, at least."
"And how long is that gonna last?" Tucker asked. "How do you know he'll still feel that way tomorrow? Or next week?"
"I rarely ever say this, but Tucker's right," Sam said, crossing her arms. "Your parents and the Guys in White have created a propaganda machine that's constantly pumping out new anti-ghost sentiments. Wes may have resisted so far, but for how much longer?"
"Will you two just trust me?" Danny pleaded. "Ever since he figured out I'm Phantom, Wes has learned a lot more about ghosts than your average Amity Parker. He knows as well as we do that the Guys in White are lying about ghosts being non-sentient. And you're right, he still wants people to know I'm Phantom, but you were also right a couple months ago when you said he didn't want me to get hurt. Do you remember that?" 
"We do trust you, Danny," Tucker said. "We just don't understand why you'd trust Wes, unless you're like, being overshadowed, or you lost your mind or something."
"Is that it?" Sam asked. "Have you gone completely insane? Next thing you're gonna tell us is that you've started thinking of Vlad as a father figure."
"Ew," Danny cringed. "It's nothing like that. I just think maybe we misjudged Wes a little bit."
"I'll believe it when I see it," Sam scoffed.
"Great, 'cause he's having lunch with us on Monday, when school starts back up again."
"WHAT?"
Sam and Tucker were none too pleased when Wes joined them in the cafeteria, just like Danny had said he would. But he didn't go on his usual tangent about Danny's secret identity, and, "How am I the only one seeing this? Wake up!" Even when Danny openly mentioned something that happened while fighting ghosts as Phantom, Wes kept it confined to their table.
He did ask a lot of questions about ghosts, though, and every time Danny answered them, Sam and Tucker would give him a look like he'd just sold Fenton Works for a handful of beans.
"What are you doing?" Sam hissed in his ear. "He's going to use this information to expose you!"
"Eventually, maybe, but relax," Danny muttered back. "He's changing his tack, okay? He wants to prove ghosts are sentient first and get the anti-ecto acts repealed."
"Oh, sure, that's a totally attainable goal for a high school student." She rolled her eyes. "Do you really believe he's going to do that?"
"I don't know, but he seems to," Danny told her with a shrug.
"I know you guys are talking about me," Wes said. "If you won't say it to my face, don't say it at all. Put up or shut up."
"Sam says she has no faith in you," Danny told him, and she gasped and punched him in the shoulder. "Ow!"
"That's fair," Wes said. "She's gonna eat those words, though."
"I'd like to see you make me!" she sneered.
"I'd like to see that, too," Tucker piped up cheerfully. "It's always fun to watch Sam eat her words. Those words better be vegan, am I right?"
Danny laughed before saying, "actually, I think words are technically an animal product, since they come from humans. Guess Sam may have to go off her diet." The two of them busted up while Sam scowled, and Wes looked confused for a moment before chuckling awkwardly, just so he wouldn't be left out.
Wes continued to spend more time with the three of them. He could often be found taking notes on things they said about ghosts for his new conspiracy theory about the G.I.W. covering up the fact that ghosts are sentient in order to enact the legal genocide of an intelligent species.
"What are you doing hanging out with that loser so often?" Dash asked derisively as he caught the ball Wes sent his way and passed it to Josh. Wes had just told him that he was meeting Danny and his friends once basketball practice was over. Dash faked a gag for dramatic effect.
"Lay off, dude, I'm gathering evidence," Wes said. The whole school still thought Wes was obsessed with his 'Fenton is Phantom' theory, and he didn't have enough evidence to start spreading his new theory yet, so he used that as his cover. It was harder than he thought to prove that ghosts were genuinely sentient when the commonly held belief was that they were pretending to be sentient, for God only knew what reason. "If I spend time around them, they'll eventually slip up and give me everything I need."
"Dude, you're off your nut if you're still trying to prove your stupid theory," Dash said with a snort. "He's not Phantom. Just admit you're crushing on him and stop making excuses."
"I am not crushing on Danny Fenton!" Wes snapped, insulted by the insinuation, one that was made far too often for Wes' liking. "Fenton's a complete dumbass, a liar, and an asshole. I'm gay, not stupid. I would never be attracted to someone like that."
"Uh-huh, sure." Dash clearly didn't believe it. Wes just sighed and stopped arguing, knowing it would be useless if he did. Nobody ever believed anything Wes said, so that was hardly new. It was annoying though. 
When basketball practice ended, he headed to Fenton's house. Sam, Danny, and Tucker were all going to teach Wes how to play Doomed, which promised to be an... interesting experience.
Wes had never really played any video games before. He'd tried out a few at an arcade once, years ago. Kyle got to pick where they had their party on odd numbered years, so they went to one for their eleventh birthday. Wes hadn't lasted more than five minutes on any of the games there, and it ranked among the worst birthday parties he'd ever had for the pure frustration. He got back at Kyle for their twelfth though, when Wes got to choose the place and they had their birthday party at a bird sanctuary.
He knocked on the door when he arrived, and Danny answered it and immediately ushered Wes up to his room before his parents could intercept and trap Wes in a one-sided conversation about ghosts. Well, actually, with Wes there might've been some audience participation.
After an hour, Wes had made a character and approximately nine thousand derisive comments about video games, but he hadn't even managed to beat the first level. The other three were extremely amused.
"I told you I'm not good at video games," he reminded them, having to shout to be heard over their uproarious laughter as he repeatedly ran his character into a wall... again. "I told you all, like, a dozen times, but you insisted!" Even Sam had, which had surprised Wes, because she didn't seem like the gamer type. "I don't have the finger reflexes and shit."
"You spend all day behind a camera!" Tucker pointed out, panting with laughter. "How do you not have finger reflexes?"
"It's different reflexes!" 
"You know what, Wes, maybe you should stick to bird watching," Danny said, patting his shoulder with fake sympathy.
"I didn't want to play in the first pla—"
"Bird watching?!" Tucker shouted, interrupting him. "You're shitting me right now."
"No, I saw his bird watching journal," Danny said. "It's intensely nerdy." Wes shot to his feet to chew him out for exposing his shameful secret, but whatever he said, it couldn't be heard over Sam's witch-like cackle.
In the end, Wes couldn't help getting dragged in, and started laughing himself. Even as he said, "Fuck you guys," he was smiling.
They took a break from gaming when Danny's parents left to check out a ghostly disturbance that Tucker had called in a fake tip about. The four of them headed downstairs to the lab to give Wes a tour.
"If he's going to hang out with us, he needs to at least know how the ghost portal works," Danny insisted, though Sam and Tucker grumbled complaints the whole way down the stairs. "Let me show you." Danny gave him a demonstration of how he returned ghosts from the thermos into the Ghost Zone, and how to know when the portal was just closed, and when it was actually sealed.
"This is pretty cool, actually," Wes said. He'd heard about the portal, of course, the Doctors Fenton could hardly shut up about it, but looking at it was a different story, "seeing another dimension."
Danny snorted. "Careful, Wes," he warned lightly. "That's the same thing I said, right before I died in it." Wes stopped cold.
"You what?"
"Oh... I guess I forgot that for all your yelling, you don't actually know how I became half ghost, do you?" Danny's smiled turned pained. "Yeah. The portal didn't work at first, and Sam and Tucker convinced me to check out the inside. It uh... kinda turned on while I was in there and...." Danny trailed off for a moment, swallowing and furrowing his eyebrows, as though he was remembering something deeply unpleasant. "Well, short version is it kinda killed me, kinda didn't, and that's why I am the way that I am."
"Just so you know, Wes," Sam said darkly, "It's super rude to ask a ghost how they died."
"It's okay, Sam," Danny told her, pulling himself together. "I'm the one who brought it up."
Wes refrained from making a biting comment about how he wasn't the one who'd goaded Danny to his death to begin with. It seemed like it would be in poor taste, given the setting and present company. Danny clearly didn't like thinking about it. Instead, Wes pointed out a huge object against one wall, covered in a tarp, and asked what it was. 
Danny jumped on the subject change and tore the tarp away to reveal the Specter Speeder, and told Wes all about how it worked. "Maybe some other time, we'll take you with us on one of our trips into the Ghost Zone," Danny offered.
"Really? That would be awesome!"
Sam and Tucker groaned. They still weren't fully on board with Wes spending more time around them, and it wasn't like Wes wanted to get all buddy-buddy with them either. If anyone brought it up, he'd tell them the same thing he told Dash. He was gathering evidence against them, nothing more. They were all annoying, anyway.
Wes left when it was starting to get dark out. All told, despite monumentally sucking at Doomed, he'd gathered a lot of good information on ghosts and ectology when he was in the lab, and he could definitely use it to support his theory. As soon as he stepped off the front porch, something grabbed him out of nowhere, and he was flying away.
"What the?!" Wes struggled, but it was no use. He looked up to see his kidnapper, the ghost of some kind of medieval nobleman or something, wearing fine purple and black robes and a bitter expression on his blue face. "Fan-fucking-tastic." Wes pouted and crossed his arms. Of course something like this would happen. This is what he got for befriending Danny Fenton. 
First | Previous | Next
54 notes · View notes
weezly14 · 7 months
Text
so i used to use this more as a blog where i talked about my life and my feelings and there's been both a lot and nothing happening in my life lately but i sure do have feelings! so i'm gonna write it down and send vibes into the universe because why not. what else do i have to do today?
i've been a little MIA in terms of working on my fics. i've barely written. first it was a rough fucking winter; then summer kicked my ass just as bad. i hate summer.
"but why has it been rough?"
well, because i'm not fucking pregnant yet.
we've been trying for a baby (i hate this phrase) for ten months? ish? and nothing has happened. in school they made it sound like you skip protection once and you'll get knocked up; my mom got accidentally pregnant twice. and here i am, charting dates and peeing on ovulation predictor sticks and tracking symptoms and the whole nine yards, timing sex and taking fucking prenatals and vitamins and not eating sushi or steak during the two week wait and not drinking at all, and all i've gotten to show for it is my fucking period, every month like clockwork.
the studies say, it can take up to a year. yes, most couples get pregnant within six months, but sometimes it takes longer. sure, fine, whatever.
so it's been hard enough trying to get pregnant and then failing (because it does feel like failing, every time), but then two things happened in quick succession:
my best friend got pregnant, sort of accidentally;
i got sent for bloodwork and the results caused my doctor to refer me straight to a fertility clinic.
when i saw the results i cried, but i thought i was just spiraling and being over dramatic. sure, my AMH is really low, but it's technically still in range, and that's not everything, right? my other tests were mostly fine, not totally out of the normal range. then i called my doctor's office, only to be told "we're referring you to a clinic, your ob/gyn doesn't think you'll get pregnant without treatment."
it's a hell of a thing to be told while standing in the pasta aisle of a grocery store.
in the midst of being referred to the clinic, i of course googled. read articles and papers. cried to my husband, my mom, my friends. of course the clinic was booking weeks out; in three weeks i'll go for my first appointment. my mom said, well maybe now you'll get pregnant. it happens, you know - people struggle and then as soon as they get booked to see a specialist, or start IVF, they get pregnant.
my period started over the weekend. it was not a good time.
the thing about trying for a baby is that every month is the same fucking rollercoaster, only you can't get off, and despite knowing exactly how it'll go, it's still somehow traumatic every time. every cycle there's the devastation when your period starts, followed by the hopeful/planning mode of "let me now track ovulation, let's chart out when we need to have sex." then there's the actual sex - trying to still have fun with it as opposed to the clinical "literally all we need is for you to finish," though sometimes it is just the quickie before work or after dinner because it's Fertile Week and we need to optimize our chances so it doesn't matter if it's not very romantic, we can have romantic sex later. after that it's the waiting game, the two weeks of overanalyzing every ache, every twinge, of looking up expected due dates and thinking about how to announce to family and friends, of hoping and thinking that maybe you are actually pregnant - all followed by the two, three days leading up to your period where every trip to the bathroom has the potential to devastate. where every pms symptom is enough to set off a fresh round of tears until your period actually starts. i've stopped taking pregnancy tests early. the stark white negatives (or rude NO - on the digital tests) was too much for me to handle in my already hormonal, pms state.
it hasn't been a year, which makes me feel like i shouldn't be so upset already. on the other hand, my egg reserve is apparently incredibly low - that is, i'm rapidly running out of eggs, and who knows if the ones i've got are even any good. in three weeks we'll see a fertility specialist, and based on my extensive research and trolling on reddit and listening to podcasts, i'm fairly confident they're going to tell us it's IVF or bust.
because i'm running out of eggs, for reasons that might not exist, or might just be "sometimes things just suck for certain people." some people get a diagnosis of "unexplained infertility," which basically means the doctors have run every test and there's no reason you can't get pregnant. we aren't in that camp, we're likely in the "diminished ovarian reserve" camp. for reasons that are unexplained.
meanwhile, my best friend is pregnant, and i can't talk to her without crying.
we moved into a bigger house a year ago in preparation for kids. we got our finances in order, we made sure our marriage was solid, we planned - and now? we've always wanted two, maybe three. at this point i think we'll be lucky to get one. maybe i'm being pessimistic. i'm trying to be confident but also realistic. IVF doesn't work for everyone. even my clinic, which has the best numbers in the state, has a 63% success rate. sounds great, and it is - but that's 37% of couples who don't go home with a baby. nationally, the outcomes are something like 50ish% of IVF cycles will result in a live birth (they measure by both pregnancy and live birth, because even if you've managed to get pregnant, there's no guarantee you'll stay pregnant.)
today is a good day, by the way. today i can talk to my mom, i can call up our insurance, i can write this and be factual and calm and not crying. today i feel like we have a good chance, like we will end up with a take home baby. today i'm cleaning my house and looking up meal plans to increase my fertility. exercise regimens to help me get in shape to increase my fertility. tomorrow might be a bad day. bad days are when i can barely get off the couch, where i cry at the thought or mention of my fertility. where a tiktok of a dad and baby sends me spiraling. when it all feels fucking useless and unfair.
today is a good day. i don't know what tomorrow's going to be yet.
i've been isolating all summer, which isn't hard to do when most of my friends aren't local. but i find i don't want to be around anyone, really. i don't want to talk to people. i don't want to be asked how i'm doing, i don't want to be asked what's new or what i've been up to.
"i've been cleaning my house and trying to get pregnant and failing. last week i made a new recipe, and today i cried."
it's not an exciting life i'm leading these days. and anyway, no one wants to hear about fertility struggles.
it's not that i'm too stressed. i don't need to go on vacation, or get drunk and have sex, or relax and then i'll get pregnant. sure, i could use a vacation, but that's not the magic ticket. the problem isn't lack of sex. i have depression; the stress is always there, but that's why i see my therapist and my psychiatrist. that's why i take my meds and do my self-soothing shit.
i'm not pregnant because i'm just not. and hopefully the specialist will have a plan and hopefully that plan has a more than 30% chance of succeeding, and hopefully we get to bring a baby home - but today? today i'm not pregnant, and it's not a guarantee that i ever will be.
so even though today is a good day, i'm still really fucking sad.
but, you know. i'm trying to have hope.
that, too, is a cycle.
28 notes · View notes
lolitaa-17 · 1 year
Text
“The other women…”
This is my first blog so please don’t make fun of me I’m begging lol. Also I’m a die hard fan for Angsty shit so here’s a Jean angst!
Tumblr media
You and Jean have been friends for as long as you can remember. He was always there for you and you were always there for him. It all started changing though after he met her. The distance between you and him was starting to get noticeable, so you decided to invite him over for a movie night and catch up on life.
You constantly kept checking your phone every phew 10 minutes just in case some emergency had occurred. But nothing. Soon 2 hours passed, it was now 11pm. You dial his number to make sure he’s alright.
“Hello?” You hear his soft deep voice on the other line.
“Jean are you alright?” You question.
“Um yeah why?” He blankly answered.
“Oh nothing. Where are you?”
“I just left the get together at Mikasa’s” you could hear his car door shut on the other line.
“Jean you forgot?” You started getting sensitive after you heard her name once again.
“Shit. That was today?”
You scoffed “You knew damn well it was today!” Slightly raising your voice.
“Can you stop this already?” He asked.
“Stop what?”
“Stop acting like you’re my girlfriend, as if I have to move everything aside just to go watch some fucking movies with you. I’m literally over here trying to get the girl I’m in love with and it’s like you’re cockblocking!” He confesses.
Thank god he couldn’t see you right now. You were a crying mess. You really did love him…a little too much. Yes, you managed to gain feelings and the thought of Jean giving the attention you wanted to another girl broke you.
“I’m sorry-“ before you could utter another word the call ended. He ended the call.
You accepted it. You accepted the fact that you were the other women and that he would never give you the attention you silently yearned for.
A couple months passed by.
You got over the fact that you and Jean were no longer the inseparable best friends you used to be. You knew you had to move on eventually.
You admire the beautiful nature around you as your sundress flowed with the wind.
“Here put this flower in your hair it’ll make you look ever prettier”
Reiner…he was perfect. You genuinely thought that what happened with you and Jean was for the best. It helped you open your eyes and realize there are more fish in the sea. But Reiner was a special one. He was like you, he yearned for love and affection and you both helped each other with filling that void. Although you two aren’t official yet, it pretty much felt like you guys were.
“Would it?” You ask him.
“Of course it would. Look at you” he says grabbing your hand and signaling you to do a little twirl for him.
You two continued walking around the park when suddenly you heard a familiar voice call out.
“Y/n? Is that you?”
You turn around and see him…Jean. He looked pretty shitty. His hair was unkept, his tie wasn’t even tied. He looked as if he was running late to work.
“Jean?” Reiner tensed up hearing the familiar name.
Jean looked over at Reiner and sent a small smile “Mind if I talk to her for a second?”
“Be my guest.” Reiner said.
“Jean I-“
“I’m sorry. I fucked up our friendship over some girl that never even liked me back and I was so fucking blinded I didn’t even realize you..you were the one for me. He says placing both his hands on each side of your cheeks.
“Jean please get off me.” You say softly pushing his hand away.
“Connie told me everything y/n, he told me how you really felt for me! Why didn’t you fucking tell me!” He says tearing up.
“Because nothing would’ve changed Jean.”
“Please we can start over…I’ll come over every night. We can watch our favorite movies together. Like the old times. Remember?” He was basically begging at this point.
“Jean…I don’t love you anymore” you knew it broke him by the look of his face.
“Jean I have someone who actually cares and puts his time and effort into seeing me. I’m not just gonna leave what I have with this amazing man just because you’re sad of something that you did months ago.”
“So can you stop?” You ask him the same way he did to you.
“Stop what y/n”
“Stop acting as if you ever even loved me. It was all one sided. I was just the other women.”
“So get over it already.”
Reiner noticed that you were getting pretty furious so he makes his way towards you guys.
“You okay babe?” He asked.
you smiled. He did that to show Jean you were no longer available.
“I’m fine. Let’s go”
Jean just sat there with regret and guilt flooding through his body. If only he never distanced himself from you or break up the friendship that was worth everything to you. He admired you once more. The way your dress flowed with the wind and how you were infatuated with your new lover and he thought to himself how that could’ve been him. But no, not anymore and probably not ever.
The end
Tumblr media
sorry if I made any mistakes again this is my first blog and shit so don’t judge. I really do hope you guys enjoyed it!
52 notes · View notes
nowandajenn · 1 year
Text
Blue Christmas Twelve
Pairing: Chris Evans/OC Kelly
Summary: After almost three years of marriage, everyone would tell you that Chris and his wife Kelly are the most stable, solid couple they know. But behind closed doors, things are tense as they keep trying for a baby, to no avail. When a secret threatens to shake their solid marriage to it’s core, will they be able to pick up the pieces?
I do not consent to have my content, whether it be this story or anything else of my creation, posted by a third party on any other platform other than right here without my permission. This blog is 18+ and is not intended for minors. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Heed the warnings. This is a work of FICTION. I do not claim to know Chris Evans, his family, friends, or anyone on his team personally.
Warnings for this chapter: light drug use, language, mentions of adultery.
Tumblr media
February 16
Some surprises aren’t all bad. Like getting a day in the middle of February that’s almost 60 degrees. Even at almost 10pm, it’s still in the upper 40s, so I’m taking advantage and sitting on our front porch in the swing desperately trying to battle my nausea, which sprang up out of nowhere like a wrecking ball, determined to take me down. 
I hear the door open and quickly stub out the joint and hide the rest of it on the bottom shelf of the little table next to me. Fuck, a lot of good that’s going to do since it reeks of pot out here, dumbass I think to myself. 
“Kelly?” 
I sigh in relief as I realize that it’s just Lisa. She closes the front door and walks over to where I’m sitting in her pajamas and slippers. 
“Take a load off.” I say softly. I pull the blanket back so she can sit down and offer it back to her once she’s settled. 
“Were you smoking weed out here?” she asks. 
“What? No. Absolutely not.” I tell her, trying not to grin. 
“Please. I raised four kids. I know what weed smells like. You’re busted.”
“Trying to combat the nausea. I don’t even get the relief of throwing up. I’m just stuck in that shitty state of feeling constantly nauseous where I’m like ‘God, either let me just throw up so I can feel better’. It’s awful.”
“I don’t miss that. The first four months I was pregnant with Chris, my head was in the toilet bowl.” 
We sit for a few minutes, just enjoying the slight breeze and sway gently in the swing. It’s one of the few moments of absolute peace I feel like I’ve had in months. Plus, there’s something about Lisa that is just so damn comforting and warm that it’s impossible not to feel good in her presence. 
“Have you told anyone else?” she asks softly, looking over at me. 
I shake my head. “I just…..I don’t want anyone to know until I figure out….”
“This isn’t how it was supposed to happen. All that time we tried and we tried and nothing was happening…..I prayed so hard for it. It just seems like having it happen now….it’s like the universe is laughing at me.” I turn my body a bit to face her. “On one hand, I AM happy. I want to be excited and tell people and get my hopes up. I want Chris to be happy and know that he’s finally gonna get his wish and be a dad. But on the other….I’m terrified. Even if everything goes right and we have a healthy baby….what if Chris and I can’t make this work? Am I going to be a divorced mom shuttling my kid back and forth every weekend and splitting holidays?”
“Kel, I wish I could see the future so I could have all the answers for you and tell you that everything was going to work out. But I know this; even if, God forbid, you and Chris can’t work this out, I know for a fact that you both would do everything in your power to make sure that this baby would be so incredibly loved and protected. You will always be a part of each other’s lives. You two are so deeply intertwined with each other. I think you’re trying too hard to focus on the future and you’re imagining all these scenarios that may not even happen. And I know it’s hard not to do that. You’re a planner; it’s what you do. Don’t make this decision based on what might happen or what you’re scared of having happen. Make this decision based on what YOU feel is best for you. I know how scared you are of all the unknown, but you’re not alone in this. I’m here for you, honey.”
Lisa opens her arms and I snuggle into her, letting the tears flow down my cheeks and into the woven fabric of the blanket. It’s a perfect mom hug. 
Tumblr media
A week later, Chris and I are in his Audi, navigating the morning rush as we make our way to our first marriage counseling appointment. My stomach has been in upheaval all morning long, and I can’t even totally blame it on morning sickness. I feel like this is the thing that’s going to make or break us, and the thought makes me break out into a cold sweat. I reach over and grab my cup of tea out of the cupholder and take a sip, making a face. I really wanted coffee, but I didn’t think that was going to help my stomach any. 
Chris looks over at me and rubs my leg. “You okay?”
“I feel like I’m gonna puke.” 
I almost want to laugh at the look of alarm he gives me. “Hold on, I’ll pull over.”
“No, I- I’m just nervous and anxious and…..it’s not doing my stomach any favors.” 
Thirty minutes later, Chris pulls into a parking spot outside the nondescript brick building that our therapist’s office is housed in. He puts the car in park and exhales. It’s God Doesn’t Love You cold outside, and neither one of us are looking forward to getting out of the car. 
“Should we wait? 
It takes my brain a second to catch up with what he’s saying. 
“I’d rather just go in there and get this started. If we wait, I’m just going to get more and more anxious and build it up to be this big monster of a thing and freak the fuck out. I just….I wanna get to work.”
“I know…I just don’t want you to stress out more than you already are. I know this is going to be decidedly not awesome in any way.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m nervous.” he says in a shaky voice. 
“I know. But I honestly think…..as much as it’s going to fucking suck at first….I think it will be good in the long run. I think it will help. I’m just not really excited to rehash everything.”
Chris rubs his hand over his beard, mentally flogging himself for being such a fucking idiot. He reaches over and grabs my right hand and squeezes it. “I love you. I love you so damn much. Thank you for doing this with me. I don’t…..I don’t deserve you.”
I take a deep breath. “I love you too.”
Tumblr media
I decide that I’m a little bit in love with our counselor about ten minutes into us sitting down with her. She’s younger than I thought she would be, and not at all what you would picture a marriage counselor to be like. Shelley Gray is a force of nature with smoky lavender hair, a blunt tell it like it is attitude, and an insanely cool office filled with interesting art and kick knacks. When we had set up the appointment, her office had emailed over a worksheet of sorts for Chris and I to fill out with basics about us, why we decided to start marriage counseling, and what we hope to achieve in the future. So, she pretty much has the broad strokes when we come in for our first session. She greets us both with a firm handshake and a friendly smile and invites us to take a seat on the insanely comfortable, squishy couch in her office. 
“I’m in love with your office.” I blurt out, not able to help myself. “I’ve been in a lot of offices, and this is the most comfortable, cool, relaxed atmosphere I’ve ever seen.”
“Thank you. My line of work can be really….harsh, for lack of a better term. It’s often really emotional and intimidating for the people that come to see me, so I wanted to kind of create a space that was relaxing and inviting. Why come into a space that’s cold and impersonal and then have to talk about hard things?” 
She sits in the overstuffed blue armchair across from us and settles in, grabbing her notepad and folder off the table between us. “Let me start off by saying this. Everything you say in the space of this room is completely and strictly confidential and falls under doctor/patient confidentiality unless one of you tells me something that makes me think you might have intentions of hurting yourself or someone else. Secondly, as I said before, couples counseling can be harsh. Most people that come in here are talking about things that are uncomfortable and ugly and not great. What I ask is that you both allow yourselves to be completely honest and open when you’re here. Couples often times try and censor themselves in the company of their spouse or partner because they don’t want to upset or offend, and they feel like they don’t want to make things worse. Which is all completely understandable. But censoring yourself and not being honest isn’t going to help anything. You’re just shoving metaphorical crap into the closet and not dealing with it. My job is to help you guys the best I can to deal with all the bad stuff and work through it without killing each other.” 
Chris and I both blow out a harsh breath at the same time, and it makes Dr. Gray smile. We start the session by dipping a toe in and the both of us giving her a little bit of insight into us as individuals and our relationship. 
“Okay, so now that I have a bit of background on you guys, let’s jump into why you decided to come see me. I know you guys filled out your pre appointment worksheet, but those aren’t going to give me the full picture of what’s going on.” She looks between both of us and notices that we’ve both stiffened up and look uncomfortable and I look like I’m about to cry. 
“Okay, let’s start a little smaller.” she says, turning towards me. “Kelly, you look like you got a bit banged up. What happened?” 
I look down at my left arm that’s still in the hinged brace and the walking boot on my foot. “I was in a  pretty bad car accident right after the first of the year. I’m still kind of….getting back to normal. Whatever that means.” I shrug. 
“How did it happen?” 
“I was coming back from the airport. It was really early in the morning, and I was really tired and just wanted to get home. In hindsight, I should have just called an Uber or something, but who the hell knows if that would have made a difference. The guy that hit me was coming off of working 3rd shift and fell asleep at the wheel. I survived, but he didn’t. And that…..I’m still trying to figure out how to process that.” 
Chris turns to me. “I saw the car.” 
My eyes go round. “What? When?”
“When you were still in the hospital. I went for a drive with Dodger to calm down and try and decompress, and I ended up at the junkyard they towed it to. Seeing how hurt you were….and then seeing what the car looked like…..I don’t know how the hell you survived that.” I see his eyes get glassy with tears, and he looks up quickly to try and keep them from falling. 
“I went to Chicago. That’s….that’s why I was coming back from the airport. That’s why I was on the road at that ungodly hour.” I say quickly. It’s the first time I’ve openly admitted that. We both know that’s where I went, but neither of us said anything about it out loud. 
“What was in Chicago?” Dr. Gray asks. 
I close my eyes and try my best to steel myself for this. This is it. It’s like a wound. It’s ugly and bloody and painful and you think that it’s going to start healing after a while, but then you find out there’s an infection festering in there. So then you have to cut it open and get all the rot out so you can finally, maybe get back to some semblance of normal. 
“The woman that I slept  with.” Chris says, almost choking on the words. Yeah, no matter how many times I hear that, it still feels like a sledgehammer right to the gut. Somehow, when it’s in my brain, I can compartmentalize a little bit. But when it’s said out loud? All bets are off. I grab the pink shag throw pillow next to me and squeeze the life out of it. My eyes start burning and I can feel my chest start to tighten up.
“Kelly? Are you okay?”
I squeeze my eyes shut against the burn and shake my head. I know if I try and open my mouth, something embarrassing is going to come out. Vomit or a loud wail. “You’re okay. Take all the time you need.” 
Fucking hell. How did we get here? How? How? How? 
“I can’t remember the last time I was okay.” I sob out, desperately trying to get the words out between tears and snot and hiccups. I’ve spent so much time trying to just HANDLE all of the shit that’s been piled on one right after another and deal with it and not break down, and it’s just all of the sudden TOO FUCKING MUCH. 
“I’m so fucking mad. I’m mad about everything. I’m mad that my husband cheated on me. I’m mad that he didn’t tell me right away even though I KNEW something was wrong.” I swing my gaze to Chris. “I KNOW YOU. I know your tells. I knew something was wrong, and I asked you about it over and over and you said everything was fine, when I knew that was a load of shit. I’m mad that I’m in pain every single day and I don’t know if it’s going to get better. I’m mad that I’m pregnant and I can’t go more than two hours without feeling like I’m going to puke up my stomach lining.” 
At this point, I’m red in the face and breathing heavily, and Chris is looking at me like I’m about to shed my skin and turn into a man eating dragon at any second. Dr. Gray pushes a box of tissues towards me and I grab a handful to wipe off the tears and snot. Suddenly, my stomach lets out a tremendously loud growl, and that just adds to my embarrassment. “Fucks sake.” I mumble. I skipped breakfast because I was too nauseous. 
The good doctor gets up and walks over to her desk, pulling open a drawer. I’m expecting that she’s going to fire us because one half of us is obviously insane and snotting all over her throw pillow, and I bury my face in my hands. 
“Here.” I look up and see her handing me a snack size package of chewy Chips Ahoy cookies. I look up at her with teary eyes. “I don’t always remember to take breaks for actual meals so I keep snacks in the office so I can just graze all day. And for moments like this.” I take the cookies gratefully and rip open the package, immediately shoving one in my mouth. 
I take a deep breath as I chew, trying to calm myself down. Great, session one and I’m already a basket case. This is going swimmingly. I sigh heavily and look up at the good doctor, who I’m already planning on putting in the will for just the cookies alone. “I swear I’m not crazy.” I say softly, rolling my eyes at myself because isn’t that what all crazy people always say anyway?
She chuckles out loud. “No, I don’t think you are. I think you’ve had a hell of a lot of crazy stuff happen to you in a really short amount of time. And if anyone could deal with all of that piled on them and not have a breakdown every now and then because of it, I’d really be concerned.” 
I turn to Chris. “I left for Chicago after we had that god awful conversation at the house. You know….for some reason, I had it in my head that if I could go and I could just see her and put a face to this mystery woman who kind of came in and bulldozed everything, it would help me start taking the first steps towards….I don’t know….working on dealing with it and….coming to terms with it? I don’t know, I feel like I’m not saying it right. So, I went back through my texts where you mentioned where you were staying in Chicago and I flew there and I checked in, and I almost chickened out of the whole thing. I mean, I flew all the way to fucking Chicago to confront the woman that my husband slept with. Is that a sane, rational thing to do? But I got dressed up, had dinner, and then went to the bar for a drink. And there she was. Jo. And she had no idea who I was until I showed her the picture on my phone of you and I. And I’ve never seen someone turn so white they were almost transparent. I would have laughed, but I was so sick to my stomach…..I said what I had to say, then I went back to my room and I threw up for two hours.” 
“Did seeing her and confronting her help, do you think?” Dr. Gray asks. 
“I don’t know. I mean, it didn’t change anything, really. I could just put a face to her. And in hindsight, if I had known what was going to happen to me on the way home, I would have just stayed here and been happy wondering forever I think.” 
She closes her notebook and looks at both of us appraisingly. “Well, we certainly have a lot of work ahead of us in the coming sessions, but you guys are both tough, and I think we’re all up for the challenge. I’m going to give you guys a workbook that you’re going to work on together. Some of it is for you each separately, and some of it is for you to answer together. Pick a time every week where you can sit down, uninterrupted and work on it. It can be a fun bonding exercise. Every week when you come see me, I’m going to give you a homework assignment to complete before you come see me again. If it doesn’t work out for whatever reason, don’t worry. There’s no pass or fail. All that matters is that you try. The first assignment is that I want you guys to have a date night. It doesn’t have to be anything fancy. It can just be cooking dinner together at home and wearing something nice. Whatever you decide to do. You don’t have to talk about any of the hard stuff, just have a nice time, together for a few hours. Try and put all of the baggage out of your minds for that period of time and just focus on being together, and how you feel when you’re with each other. Deal?”
Chris and I nod. “We can do that.” 
Tumblr media
When we leave, I make Chris stop at McDonalds because the cookies only sated my hunger for about half an hour before my stomach was protesting again. When we pull up to the house, I’m still shoving fries in my mouth when I notice a rental car parked outside. 
“We weren’t expecting anyone to come by right? I don’t recognize the car.” I mumble through my food. 
“Not that I know of. Nobody texted me.” Chris says. 
We get out of the car and head inside and I almost drop the bag of food when I hear a voice I haven’t heard in person for about eight months talking and laughing with Lisa. 
“Holy shit. You’re here! How? When?” I squeal as my best friend Katie comes over and squeezes me as hard as she dares without hurting me. “I know you told me over and over not to fly all the way out here and just wait until I was due to come home anyway, but I couldn’t just sit on the other side of the world while you were here, going through all this stuff. FaceTiming just wasn’t cutting it.” 
“She showed up about 45 minutes ago. I didn’t even know she was coming.” Lisa told us. 
“You hid the knives right? All the sharp objects? Rat poison? Anything she could use to murder me?” Chris asks his mom, who rolls her eyes. 
“You and I are going to have a conversation later that you’re not going to enjoy. So I’m going to let you sit here and squirm while you imagine how THAT’S going to go, while I take my best friend and catch up with her.” Katie says, pointing at Chris. He’ll never openly admit it, but he’s lowkey terrified of her and I find it hilarious. 
She and I head upstairs to the guest bedroom to get her settled and Chris turns to Lisa. “Did she say how long she’s here for?” he asks. Lisa shrugs. “Undetermined. But I would do my best to stay on her good side, because even I can’t save you from her.”
Tumblr media
"You're fucking kidding." Katie splutters as she wipes off the remnants of the mouthful of wine she just spit all over herself.
I shake my head. "Authentic no shit situation. According to my OB, about nine weeks at this point. Which, on top of everything else, is kind of blowing my mind."
"Yeah, I fucking bet. I can't believe you didn't tell me before now!" She rolls her eyes as she takes another guzzle of wine. "I can't believe you let him fuck you with his slut boy penis, especially after he told you that he fucked someone else and you were essentially living with your brother."
I make a face. "Listen, it was.....I don't want to say it was a mistake, but it was. But it wasn't. I was here looking for a dress, and he came home, and then things happened....and yeah. I'm still trying to decide if I should burn the dining room table."
"The table? Nice. That being said, I'll be taking all my meals at the breakfast bar."
I grab a pillow and toss it on her lap and lay down with my legs stretched out. "I'm trying to imagine having a baby right now. If you had told me three months ago that I was pregnant, I would have peed my pants from excitement. But right now I'm scared shitless."
"It's a lot. And I know you. You're going through every single scenario in your head and the worst case scenarios are the ones that are lit up in your head like a neon sign." I hate that she knows me so well.
"I want to be a mom. I want this baby. I just don't want them to grow up and end up being shuffled around between houses every other week and splitting holidays. And I know....there's a good possibility that might not happen. But it might. Nobody knows. And then you throw in the fact that I'm terrified about something happening to the baby...."
"Let me tell you something. As much as I fucking hate Chris right now and want to give him a one two combo to the throat and dick, I know this about him. IF, and that's a big IF, something did happen and you guys end up not together, I know for a fact that you guys would be the most normal coparents in history. Neither one of you would ever make that kid spend a single holiday without the other one, because you will love them so much that you'd be willing to put everything else aside. I know this."
I sigh and close my eyes.
Tumblr media
Three days later, while Chris is on a business call, I manage to find that box that's been shoved on the top shelf of my side of the closet for the past two years. There's a thin film of dust on the top of the wrapping paper, which I wipe off gently. I bite my lip and close my eyes, imagining in perfect detail the contents of the box, even though I haven't seen them since the day I wrapped the box.
Chris is in the kitchen on his cell phone, pacing back and forth through the kitchen, living room, and dining room. I get tired just watching him. I put the box on the kitchen table and take a seat, waiting for him to finish up his call.
"Hey, are you okay? You look kind of green." he says, walking in and slipping his phone in his pocket.
"Yeah, I'm just....stomach is kinda...." I trail off. "Come sit down."
He sits in the chair next to me and I tap my fingers on the side of the box.
"Uh....So I've had this hidden in the closet for two years. I've been doing a lot of thinking....and.....well, open it." I tell him.
"Is it a head?" He asks with a smirk.
"Damn it, you got me. Be careful. After two years, that thing is going to be RIPE."
He rips off the wrapping paper, lifts the lid, and looks up at me. "Kelly...." he breathes. I wipe a tear away with my knuckle as he digs in the box. There's a tiny newborn baby onesie that has ducks all over it, a white one that says "Hello Daddy", a soft stuffed rattle that bears a vague resemblance to Dodger, and a white envelope. He rips open the envelope, and lets out a soft sob when he reads the front of the card.
Tumblr media
"I wish that you could have found out like this instead of almost passing out in my doctor's office, but I thought this could be how I told you that I decided that as scared as I am, and how crazy this whole thing is, I want to have this baby with you. And I want us to rock this marriage counseling thing and become the Chris and Kelly that we've always been meant to be."
He stands up from his chair and helps me up, then wraps me in a huge hug. I can feel his tears dripping onto my shoulder, and it makes me cry too. "Thank you." Chris whispers. "You keep giving me these amazing gifts that I can never come close to deserving, and I love you. I love you so much."
"I love you too. Daddy."
@what-is-your-plan-today @sweater-daddiesdumbdork @spectre-posts @jtargaryen18 @caffiend-queen @theladybiers @supersquirrel1996 @alexakeyloveloki @before-we-get-started @smediumsmeatbae @syms-things-5
127 notes · View notes
aroacemisha · 9 months
Note
Listen I'm trying to be supportive of RL Belos here, but if I was Evelyn and he tried to kill me I wouldn't be ten feet near that guy and I sure as hell wouldn't allow my children near him even if he was my BIL.
Did he try to kill her while she was pregnant? Did Caleb have to stop him? Did he ever apologise/make up for it? Because even though he's better in this au he still majorly annoys me like he does in canon and I cannot find it within myself to pity him much at all.
(Was gonna say this at the end, but I think it's kinda silly to follow an AU where a character you find annoying is one of the main characters and is thus heavily focused on. It's also a little rude to come and tell someone how much you dislike a character they really enjoy, it's better to keep that on your own blog. But I digress)
Anyways, I'd like to clarify some things here/give a more detailed timeline of the dynamic.
Evelyn has met Philip before. During her initial visits to the Human Realm, she (~18 years old) pretended to be human, and she befriended Caleb (17-18 years old) - and she was on friendly terms with Philip (13-14 years old) as well, although they weren't close. The relationship went on that way for a couple years, and over that time she started to visit more frequently (originally she started at once every few weeks).
When she finally revealed she was a witch, it was only to Caleb, and both were unaware that Philip was spying on them. Upon seeing her perform real magic, Philip didn't hate her at first, he was just scared. He didn't report either of them, and didn't tell either of them that he knew Evelyn's secret, but was becoming worried that she was dangerous to Caleb.
At one point Evelyn (~22) and Caleb (21-22) were found out and Caleb was about to go on trial, but Evelyn rescued him and they ran away to the Demon Realm. Philip (~18) later followed and found them a few months later, being convinced during his search that Caleb is in danger.
He tried to attack Evelyn in that initial encounter, and she was startled for a bit, before realizing that she can handle him if she just uses magic, since he's human and doesn't have magic of his own. That was also the only time he tried to attack her in that way.
After being calmed down by Caleb and, after a very long conversation, begrudgingly agreeing to give the Demon Realm a chance (for Caleb's sake), Philip remained hostile to Evelyn for a while, but that hostility was mostly bratty child behavior, feral cat behavior (growling, etc) and passive-aggressive prayers. She found some of it funny and once wondered if her beast keeping magic would work on him.
He'd get into some arguments with her, but wouldn't try to physically fight her, in part because he knew she'd just trap him in abomination slime, vines and/or stone if he tried. Caleb's presence was an additional mitigating/soothing factor.
She also figured that if Caleb could change his beliefs after coming from the same place, Philip likely could too, and if he isn't trying to murder or attack anyone, why not give him a chance.
She knew he was only hostile due to being indoctrinated as a child to believe that witches were evil, and only attacked her due to being convinced she was a danger to Caleb, so if that belief was to be dismantled, he would probably become friendly. And it did happen, and he gradually came to accept witchkind as a whole. Realizing his own queerness also contributed to his old beliefs falling apart.
The birth of Caleb and Evelyn's child also helped soften him. By the time the child started to say their first words and learned to call him uncle, it was really pulling on his heartstrings. At that point he was already on generally friendly terms with Evelyn and was allowed to hold the kid sometimes. He was already showing hints of his protective parental traits back then with how he treated the kid, although he would only become a parent himself many decades later.
And yeah, Philip apologized for everything at multiple points during his deradicalization. As for what he did to make up for it, given Evelyn's playful personality, she probably asked him to do something silly to entertain her as an apology. He'd also help her and Caleb fix stuff that broke in their house, and he was showing early signs of his interest in engineering, as he really liked fixing mechanical things.
They ultimately ended up becoming besties, and their personalities meshed well. They only drifted apart and eventually lost touch after Caleb's death, mainly through Philip drifting away, since he blamed himself for the accident in the mines and was particularly ashamed to be around the child.
Also the reason he continued trying to build the portal door even after he accepted the Isles wasn't because he wanted to go back (he felt safer and more accepted among witches), but because he wanted to spread the truth to other humans, and hoped he could change their minds too and end witch hunting, so no witch or human is harmed by them again (this later fed into his developing belief that the realms should be united). So he wanted to fix the systemic problem as well, although his expectations for how it would go and whether it would even work were too idealized.
21 notes · View notes
mrs-monaghan · 11 months
Note
Hey. How are you?
Well this is not really an ask but I just wanted to share something. If we're talking about jkk Or tkk then let's for once forget about romance and just focus on friendship.
IMO I believe that jk and tae are good friends but they are not really best friends. Meanwhile jkk are close and we all know that both jm and jk are very private, so just because they don't share it on SM doesn't mean they're not close. There were a lot of instances where if we wouldn't have got a picture then we would never know that it even happened.
Now what I wanted to share :
Okay so I have two college friends. And I have one best friend who isn't in the same college. So I am with my two college friends almost during the whole college time obviously, I hangout with them a lot too. But my best friend has been busy for the past few months but that's coz she's preparing for an entrance exam. Now I only hangout with my college friends and me and my best friend rarely hangout these days( we still talk obv)
But even though I hangout with those two friends, I still wouldn't say that they're my best friends. Everyone in our college thinks we're bsf but I know that we're not. It just doesn't feel like that, like I don't actually feel the connection with them but I still hangout with them because it's cool we don't have to be best of friends with everyone yk.
While my bsf, though we rarely hang out these days but whenever we meet it's like nothing has changed. We vibe perfectly well together. It's like she understands the real me and I understand her and the distance has done nothing to ruin our friendship. We don't meet regularly these days but when we do, it's just like old times.
And that's what I'm trying to say, let's keep the romantic ships aside for now. But we all have seen that jm and jk are very emotionally connected to each other and these types of bonds doesn't fade away that easily unless they had a huge fight which we can clearly see is not the case.
I'm not saying tkk are not close, they are. But imo their relationship is different from jkk. Like it's not even a comparison. Tkk are like those buddy friendships where they hangout, play games and all. But jkk has that deep emotional type of friendship where they can have those heart to hearts and a deeper conversation.
I think the reason why jikookers are insecure about tkk is not because they actually see something in them both but because of the way the whole fandom overhypes literally the smallest thing that tkk do. Tae and jk both have done much more things with other members but nobody even bat an eye but the moment tkk even stands next to each other everyone goes psycho like what's even the big deal?
Anyways everyone is entitled to their own opinion but I just wanted to share mine.
Btw love your blog. <333
Let's for once forget about romance and just focus on friendship.
Lets keep romantic ships aside for now.
Ngl anon... thats gonna be hard for me
Tumblr media
Forgive me anon but I wanna use your ask to say something then I'll go back to your ask. If you're new u will notice when I talk about Jikook, it sounds like their relationship has been confirmed. I, believe Jikook is real. They are a couple. They kiss, they fuck, they do everything under the sun that couples do. I, believe this to be fact. I, will not be using words like if Jikook are real when I talk about them. I, will not be saying things like; assuming Jikook are a couple bla bla bla. Nah, fam. I, believe they are a couple and have been a couple for a long long time. I, do not have a 1% doubt left for just incase. In my eyes Jikook are together 110%. No, ifs, no maybes, no buts. In future if they come out dating other people, I will read that as them having broken up (God forbid) not that they've never been together. I'm sorry but any other alternatives don't make sense to me. Not when they do shit like this. Alright? We together? Good ☺☺☺
Back to anon. I agree with every single thing that you said. 1000%
-Just because we don't see it, doesn't mean it ain't happening. Facts.
- Tkk are definitely not closer than Jkk. True.
-Jkk didn't see each other as often as they used to when Jimin was working on his album. But when they reunited it's like they were never apart. True
-Tkk is overrated. Agreed.
Tumblr media
Thanks for sharing Anon. I'm glad u like it here 😘
31 notes · View notes
here2bbtstrash · 1 year
Text
your votes are in! part 2 survey results ✨
i asked, and y'all answered!!! 👀
as mentioned a few times before, the survey is not closed - i won't update it with new works moving forward, but i will keep an eye on it if anyone decides to run back and add votes! so please don't feel like it's too late, esp if you're new and still catching up on the porn (there is A LOT of porn. pls take your time and stay hydrated okay 😵‍💫)
but since it's been about a week, and new votes have slowed down, i thought it'd be fun to do a reveal of the top 10 results as things currently stand! sticking them below the cut - join me, won't you? 🍷
at #10, with 40 votes, we have... moving day! i was honestly surprised to see this one crack the top 10, but i should know better than to underestimate the yoongi hoes at this point. y'all love your delusional long-haired boyfie content, and who am i to deny you that??
at #9 (my lucky number 👀), with 42 votes, we have... it's sweet! shocked to see a fluff fic crack the top 10 honestly, but let's be real, the taehyung hoes are THIRSTY (anyone who follows jai already knows this 😂) - i promise i'll write more for y'all soon, and that the next one will actually feature smut!!!
at #8, with 43 votes, we have... park and ride! (and technically also its sequel, five minutes!) y'all really said give us a part three mother 😭 and jokes on you because i have an idea for a part three *and* a part four for these two. you'll never be free of them lmao!!
at #7, with 45 votes, we have... the spins! i'm happy to see this one here!! i love this couple and i've wanted to do a sequel for them for AGES, though i swear my idea for what i actually want to do changes every few months 😂 guess i gotta decide on one!!!
at #6, with 51 votes, we have... sunday! idk why i didn't expect this one to rank omg!! i don't feel like i write jin particularly well, and i especially thought that level of BDSM would be too much for some 🙈 but i have learned y'all are freaks who like crying during sex.... huh...... DULY NOTED 👀📝
halfway there, time for the big hitters! at #5, with 54 votes, we have... party on you! ahhhhh this one makes me happy to see 🥲 forever AMAZED and ECSTATIC that my most popular fic on this blog is a hoseok fic!!! i want to write a million billion more hobi things this year, and i will certainly see what i can do about circling back to these two cuties. at the very least there shall be more ass-eating in 2023!! 🎉🍑
at #4, with 58 votes, we have... deep end! joon hoes with TWO appearances on the board, we love to see it 👏 i loooove that y'all are down not only for period smut, but for some of the risks i took with using more flowery/poetic language in this one! i had so much fun trying something new, i'd love to revisit this couple and that writing style again!!
at #3, with 59 votes, we have... two in one! y'all. no. i'm shook. wig FLEW, wig in the STRATOSPHERE. say WHAT?!?!?! the first fic i ever posted on this blog, my most self-indulgent work (actually it might not be the Most lmfao but it's UP THERE) - i'm. NUMBER THREE?!?!??! okayokayokay 👀 i see y'all 👀 we're gonna have a verrrrry fun jihope month next month aren't we?!?! 😈
at #2, with 65 votes, we have... the shape of your body! oh man 🥺 i'm almost, like, emotional to see this one rank so high. this fic is so so personal and dear to me, and was a BIG leap for my writing in a lot of ways. the fact that the response has been so overwhelmingly positive, and that so many of y'all read all 24,000 words of that fic and said you want MORE. i can never put into words how much that means to me 🙇‍♀️ it's hard for me to think of a whole plot for a sequel - bc i wrote so damn much already 😂 but lemme see what i can do to at least cook up a drabble or two (if you have ideas, keep 'em in your back pocket for jihope month 👀)
and finally... at #1... with 70 votes... no one is surprised 😂 - it's drip! ahhhhh squirt god min yoongi. we meet again. i will never live this fic down lmfaoooo. and funny... doesn't he have a birthday coming up soon? i could've sworn... 👀💦💦💦
alright besties!!! i'd love to know your thoughts!!! any surprises? any you're happy to see?? anything that didn't make the list that you're about to get out the torches and pitchforks over??? i wanna hear it all, so drop me a comment or an ask and let me knoooow!! 🎤💜
(for me, it's babygirl missing out on the top 10 by two votes... but it's fine i'm fine... 😭)
also can i just say - look at y'all, getting ALL OF OT7 ON THE BOARD??? we fucking love to see it!!! equal opportunists on this blog! yaaaaaaas porn for everybody!!! 👏👏👏
50 notes · View notes
skepticalarrie · 2 years
Note
I dont think the casually needs to be have " " around it. Are you saying the host was prompted to ask about F? I think it really is just dropped casually. Like a morning TV show host is meant to keep things relaxed and not serious. The producer does quick research into the artist to have a couple of talking points for the host. 1d reunion check, personal life= has son check, plus what they're there to promote= new album check. I personally think people are stressing out about this too much. It's been years and years of stunting from both of them. We were never promised an end. And if there is an end, it might be years away from now. Are we gonna dictate how they're supposed to navigate their careers and closet until it happens? At the end of the day, its their lives. But yes, if someone out there has a hard time with the stunts, they need to set boundaries or walk away to protect themselves. Not being dismissive of how someone feels.
I think there's a striking difference between people running around like headless chickens and panicking about this stunt being back versus simply not settling because what is happening with this stunt IS NOT OKAY. It's not fine.
As for your question about the interviews, yes, that's exactly what I'm saying. I think Louis is and will keep being asked about Freddie in interviews on purpose because they're clearly pushing the father of the year narrative after forgetting that Louis was supposed to have a kid for years. Come on, this is not our first rodeo with stunts, this is PR 101. And even if he is being asked organically, it's just because something was seeded for that to happen. No one would ask him about it if they would let the subject fall into oblivion. "His son" was in Donny, and then he was on his show, and in a hundred different places. So he has a backstory now. For what exactly is beyond me, but this is being carefully planned for many many months for this very moment, for promo season. So you're missing the point completely.
And you can bet people are stressing out too much about it because we're talking about a stunt that is ABSURD. It's been seven years of something completely unsustainable with a real child involved, who didn't ask to be in this position, he has no fucking clue what his family put him through in the name of greed. So fuck yes I'm going to be vocal about it and dictate that this should not be happening. I'm sure there are a lot of reasons why Harry and Louis are still closeted and at the end of the day, I agree that this is their business, but faking a whole ass pregnancy to keep someone in the closet?? To make it to the headlines? You must be joking... this is everyone's business. And they made sure of making that pretty clear since the first day of this stunt when we watched this nightmare unfold in real-time and Louis being completely miserable about it and foreshadowing it at every single opportunity.
We've seen Louis go on pap walks for months with his fake son and fake girlfriend, while his mother was dying. And I really fucking hope we never get to witness something this cruel ever again. So although right now the shift on this stunt is inconceivable and confusing, it's not the worst we've seen. Louis looks happy and confident and for the first time on board with playing along with this stunt (for whatever reason), and I'm grateful for that. But the route they are taking is still not okay, this is not a matter of opinion, this is not how someone "chooses" to live their lives... it's absolutely ridiculous and I will not shut up about it. They went there and erased Gabi's entire blog from the internet, for fucks sake. Larries "rubs him up in the wrong way". Everyone is trying to shut us up for ages, it's always us, we're always the punching bags. So if this is too much for you, and if you feel like you need to settle boundaries, you do you, just hit the unfollow button and we're good. I don't blame people for feeling awful about this stunt and needing to focus on other things or to separate things. But my intention here is to be vocal, and keep making masterposts and making information easy for everyone who is interested to look into it. So, again, I will not shut up about it or settle until they end this.
81 notes · View notes
linawritestwst · 2 years
Note
aaa i just found your blog today and i love it! thank you for providing such good content for us all! would it be okay for me to request headcanons for ortho desperately trying to set up idia with a gn!reader because despite having been friends and gaming buddies for a while they are both really awkward and shy and just refuse to admit they like each other. ortho just wants his brother to be happy 😭 (getting some fluff in before the ch6 update absolutely annihilates me at the end of the month oof) thank you so so so much and i hope you have an excellent day!
ortho trying to help idia and reader get together headcanons (gn!reader)
Tumblr media
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
i'm glad that so many people enjoy my writing!! i have more content to share with people, so i hope you all stick around~ and i hope these headcanons will soothe your soul after.. well.. chapter 6.
idia shroud (feat. ortho trying to be a matchmaker!)
♡ ortho doesn't understand how you and his big brother are still not together. you two are so, so perfect for each other! you've been good friends for quite a while, you and idia had the same interests, both being into gaming and you two talked a lot. and ortho would understand if you two wanted to stay friends, it's absolutely fine, but.. it was just so obvious to him that you two liked each other and in a romantic way.
♡ the way you two looked at each other, the way you and idia talked about each other when the other one wasn't around, all of this was too romantic for you and idia to be "just friends". so why you two are still not dating? oh well, you were similar to idia not only because you also were a gamer. you also were very, very shy.
♡ so yes, you two were shy and you didn't know how to tell each other that you want to be something more than friends, and you also were afraid to ruin your friendship by confessing your true feelings. but ortho knows that you two like each other and that you two can still be good friends even after you start dating! so he knew that he has to do something about it, because if you and idia won't, well, who else can help you?
♡ every time you two meet, ortho comes and says things like "oh, y/n, i think my big brother wanted to tell you something very important!" or "it's gonna be a great, sunny weather tomorrow! why don't you two go to this place together and have fun there?", trying to make one of you confess to the other or to make you go "on a date". (but only ortho knows that it's actually a date) but you two only blush and deny everything, saying that you have other things to do or that "it's nothing like that".
♡ you are too oblivious, idia is too anxious, nothing is working out. looks like ortho needs to do something different. what if.. ah, he has an idea! ortho is very sorry about this, but he texts you using idia's number and asks you to come to a certain place at a certain time, because idia wants to tell you something and he does the same thing but with your number and sends the message to idia, telling him that you want to tell him something.
♡ it's a "classic" method and ortho believes that it's gonna work! you two will have to go outside though, but it's fine, ortho will make idia go, it doesn't matter if he wants to or not. ortho is doing this for him, he wants his brother to be happy! (and you too, of course!) so idia better not go "introvert mode" like he always does, not this time!
♡ so, you two finally meet and you and idia are both confused. idia didn't plan to tell you anything and you also came only because you wanted to hear what idia has to say. so when you two are about to leave and go separate ways, ortho, who was watching this whole time, appears. he can't do this anymore, he can't just simply watch as you two lose your chance to become the perfect couple!
♡ ortho says that you and idia actually have something you always wanted to say to each other and that something is "i love you". even a robot like him can see how madly in love you two are with each other, but you and idia still think that your feelings aren't mutual! why you and his big brother are like this?
♡ you two are about to deny everything again, but ortho refuses to hear it. you and idia love each other, you should become a couple, that's it. and you think that he's right. idia quietly asks if it's true and if you really love him and you have nothing else to say but ".. yes. yes, it's true". and you ask idia the same thing and he says that he really did have feelings for you this whole time. well, if he says something other than that, he will have to deal with ortho.
♡ you and idia can't help but laugh at this whole situation. you two love each other so much, but you were so scared, you didn't want to confess your feelings, so idia's little brother had to help you! you two are really hopeless without him. and even now, you still don't know what to do. but don't worry, ortho is here to help! "now, according to this guide that i've read, you two are supposed to kiss now! so go ahead!" .. okay, idia has to check what kind of "guides" ortho read to make you two get together.
189 notes · View notes
Text
Initiating new introduction.
Tumblr media
Indentifiers: Antares, she/it
Age: [UNKNOWN VALUE], apparent range 7-9
Rocket Sector: Northwest Unova
Team Rocket Duties: Tech, Paranormal Studies, UFO Investigation, Intelligence on Potential Team Threats, Recruitment.
Mutual protection via Team Rocket membership = logical method of survival. Will discuss such with any interested party similarly vulnerable, void of directions, entities which will benefit from joining us.
Ability to interpret signals and symbols utilized by many extraterrestrial Pokemon. Will answer queries pertaining to such beings. However, communication possibly difficult. Common descriptors towards Antares's method of communication  = robotic, cryptic, unnerving.
: Pory_pory. Okay my turn!!!! / THIS IS THE GREAT PORYGON V, RAINBOW!!! / HANDED ALL OF THE INTERNET IN THEIR PALM BY ROCKET / I SHALL COME TO RULE EVERY PUNY HUMAN ON THIS WEBSITE UNDER MY DIGITAL PRESENCE!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!! :
: Pory_pory_pory. Oh yeah, pory, and it's they/them btw. pory. / I'm a couple months old, not sure why every Porygon isn't doing crime stuff at my age, I'm having so much fun!!! :] / AHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! LOOK ON AND DESPAIR, HUMANS!!! / Pory_pory, pory. :
Rainbow possesses strange traits relative to provided upgrade. Generally domination over websites and humanity ≠ our goal.
Long live Team Rocket.
// ooc under cut!
Redid the intro because of some retcons, the addition of Rainbow, and to generally be more mysterious and have a bit of a new approach to this blog :3
Potential content warnings!!! Themes of mild horror, mind control, child endangerment (this kid be around a lot of crime and other not so great stuff), glitches (as in digital horror aesthetics, though I'm not completely ruling out glitch pokemon existing for this blog), and likely some high-stakes stuff. This could be more paranoia inducing than the average Pokemon unreality blog (from my understanding). Nothing super graphic but if you need to, block the tag "Ident: Antares" and "Ident: Rainbow" for their posts and check out some of my blogs without that stuff in them, @silver-crowned-riders and @starblessed-blasterz! Let me know if I should be tagging something I'm not.
Absolutely zero proshippers, especially with these kid characters I don't trust your asses!!
Don't take everything Antares says for granted. There's definitely some sketchy stuff going on with it. It's generally gonna doubt the veracity of legendary blogs but that's just an ic thing. Antares doesn't really initiate conversations much, so don't be afraid to send asks!! It's just a part of her character, I still want to use her! :) Feel free to try to change her mind or just vent your character's Rocket hatred
Past arcs and other tags: Porygon V Arc, Halloween, Humor Identification
Run by @swadloom
4 notes · View notes