#i’m so hyped for the vegas show

[satansfarmant]

this surprise drop from taylor is honestly making me so hyped for the eras tour. i can’t wait to see the setlist and to see everyone’s outfits; i need to find another person at my concert date who’s wearing the purple ‘speak now’ dress, i need to scream out lyrics and sob my eyes out, i need to finally see taylor again for the first time since the speak now world tour.

#i’m so hyped for the vegas show #i wonder if she’ll sing the clean version of karma bc of the vegas acrobat line #please play haunted and right where you left me #i will literally ascend if taylor does those two songs #taylor swift #the eras tour #rachel fm

[kelcemenow]

Drive Me Crazy - Chapter 7.

Pairing Travis Kelce x Reader

Words 2041

Warnings Mentions of fainting/panic attack, this one has a little bit of an angsty theme to it, but there's still a bit of fluff at the end.

Huge thank you to the Anon who sent this in! They had such amazing words to say about my writing which I massively appreciate and then to top it off, had an incredible request for me! I only have experience with mechanics in the UK, so I’ve tried my best with this one! “I just recently got interested in Travis K. X reader stories and wanted to let you know, I read all of yours as quickly as I could. They are so well done and I couldn’t help but laugh/giggle and feel through each word you typed out. You’re doing amazing and I’m so glad to have stumbled onto your page. If you have any space for a request, I’d be curious about what Trav would think about having a military (like fighter pilot) or engineer or mechanic girlfriend. I see a lot of stories with him paired with models/singers/social media individuals (which are phenomenal!) but just wondering how he would be with a more tomboy like girlfriend!”

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

"Wooooooh!" Your Dad bellowed as he raised his clenched fists into the air.

You glanced around the viewing box as a couple of other people were watching and smiling at him, "I'm sorry, he's really excited." You nodded.

"This is so awesome!" He beamed back at you, "I can't believe I'm here!"

You grinned and leaned in closer to him, straining your voice over the music, "Well, believe it, it's happening!"

Gripping your plastic tumbler of beer, your wide eyes scanned the stadium as thousands of fan poured into the stadium, filling their seats. There was a sea of red and white clad supporters below you, all anxiously waiting for the game to start. As you took a quick sip of your drink, a loud and low voice boomed in your ears.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Your Kansas City Chiefs!"

The stadium roared as several dozen pumped up men spilled out onto the field, running and jumping in the air to hype up the crowd. Your gaze danced around them until it finally settled onto Travis, who was jogging out close to Patrick, speaking in his ear. They stopped and Travis lifted his knee to begin warming up, his eyes checking the stands. When he finally looked in your direction, your stomach gave a flutter and he waved gently towards you.

Your Dad nudged you playfully with his elbow and you felt your cheeks flush bright red. The excitement built up in your stomach as the floor rumbled with noise, the atmosphere thick with anticipation. The Las Vegas Raiders were the Chiefs' biggest rivals, and with 71 wins against them behind their belts, the Chiefs were preparing for a another one to add to the list.

As the game began, you noticed that your eyes always seemed to drift to Travis. You were watching the game, but there was something about him that drew you in. He was showman, giving the crowd what they wanted and every play was a spectacle. Your Dad was fully immersed, shouting and cheering at every necessary opportunity and it warmed your heart to see him so happy. His kind eyes sparkled like a child at Christmas and by the time half time had rolled around, he had already made a friend in a gentleman next to him.

"Hey, Pop." You leaned closer to him and placed your hand on his shoulder, "I'm heading for another beer, do you want one?"

"Yes please, Sport." He reached into his jeans pocket, "And get one for my friend here."

You smiled and nodded, ducking out of the viewing box, grabbing your bag on the way out. As you paced through the corridors, the roaring sounds of the stadium surrounding you, you pulled your phone from your pocket to check Instagram. You scrolled a few times before your heart stopped as your eyes settled on a post. It was a photograph, although blurry, showing Travis leaning across a small table in a booth to kiss you. You swiped across where there was another picture of the two of you leaving the bar, your hand clasped in his and his gaze fixed on you. You hesitated for a second before tapping on the comments.

"He's dating her???? He can do better."

"I swear she serviced my car last week, not exactly girlfriend material."

"Travis should be dating someone waaay hotter than her."

"She's giving tomboy...and not in a good way."

Moisture quickly flooded your eyes and blurred your vision. You threw your phone back into your purse as you blinked hard, tears rolling down your cheeks. The crowd noises suddenly became muffled and you felt your chest become heavy, your breathing quickening it's pace.

"Are you okay?" A concerned voice said to your right.

You lifted your head as you stumbled back towards the wall, your fingers feeling the cool painted brick.

"Ummm...yeah, thanks." Was all you could manage through your dizzying haze, a numbing sensation spreading from your chest to your face. Your hands pressed against the wall behind you and kept you upright as your mind whirred with the words you had just read.

"Are you sure? I could go and get someone if-"

You sniffed loudly and wiped away some of the moisture that had stained your cheeks with the sleeve of your sweater, "No, no. Honestly, I'm fine. Thank you, anyway."

The stranger kept his gaze on you for a little longer, concern strewn across his face before disappearing around the corner of the corridor. You took some deep breaths, rubbing the underneath of your eyes a few more times before rolling your shoulders back and heading towards the bar.

You knew that you probably weren't Travis' usual type and the sudden attention was something you had been apprehensive about. But Travis had sucked you into his life, something drew you to him without your knowledge and now you were fully in the deep end. The comments had not only hurt your feelings, but had confirmed something you were afraid of. Rejection.

"What can I get for you?"

"He can do better."

"I'll take three beers please."

"Not exactly girlfriend material."

"Sure, coming up."

"Not in a good way."

The words span around in your mind, your chest becoming heavy again with your laboured breathing. Your fingers fumbled with the opening of your purse, trying desperately to find your wallet but your skin tingled, the numbness returning.

As the three plastic cups of beer were placed on the bar top in front of you, you noticed that your vision was blurring and you were becoming unsteady. You inhaled deeply in an attempt to secure as much oxygen as you could before your legs gave way and you found yourself slumped on the floor, your elbow throbbing in pain from hitting it against the hard walled surface behind you. Two bartenders rushed to your side, their faces appearing in your foggy vision with expressions filled with concern.

"I'm fine...I'm fine." You mumbled, holding your hands out to try and lift yourself from the ground.

"I think we should get someone." A bright female voice stated confidently, "Aaron, go and get someone from medical."

"Honestly, I'm fine."

She placed her hand firmly on your shoulder, "You're not going anywhere, okay? We going to get you looked at."

As you rested your head against the wall behind you, your eyes floated closed and a warm feeling filled your body, blackness drifting in.

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"Really, I'm fine."

"That's all she keeps saying."

"Because I am!" You laughed, shaking your head and looking away.

"You hit your head."

"I hit my elbow."

The bartender had called for an Emergency Medical Technician to check you over, bringing you behind the bar and into the staff area as crowds were beginning to form in the bar during half time. Half time was over now though, and you could hear the game ramping up again.

The EMT continued to check your blood pressure, "Okay, okay. This will only take a few more minutes and we can see what's going on here. You see, people don't just collapse for no reason, Miss."

You rubbed your forehead, "I know. But I'm okay now, I just had a moment."

"Your blood pressure is quite high, this game must be really exciting."

You looked down at the floor, "Something like that."

"That could explain why you collapsed." The EMT furrowed his brow, his apprehensive gaze fully fixed on you, "Are you sure you're okay?"

You rolled your eyes slightly, "For the hundredth time, I'm fine."

The EMT glanced towards the female bartender and then back at you, "Okay. But I would suggest no more alcohol, and take it easy, alright?"

You quickly stood up from the chair, your mouth moving into a smile, "Two beers, please."

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The rest of the game was exactly how you imagined it to be. The Chiefs fan's were traditionally loud and the players themselves ate it up. It was truly entertaining and whilst you didn't follow along completely, seeing Travis happy with his win warmed your heart. You didn't tell your Dad about your incident at the bar, instead lying and saying that you were gone a while due to a line at the restroom.

As the stadium began to empty, your Dad said his goodbyes to his friend as you pulled your jacket on. You quickly checked your phone, knowing it would be too early to hear from Travis and instead took a quick photo of the stadium.

"Come on, Sport." Your Dad called as he threw an arm around your shoulder, "I've had the best time!"

You smiled up at him, "I'm so pleased you've enjoyed yourself."

"Are you kidding me? At Arrowhead with my best girl, watching a Chiefs game in Travis Kelce's viewing box? I can die a happy man now,"

You poked him in the stomach, "Hey now. You know I hate it when you say that!" You drew in closer to him, "What do you wanna do now?"

He frowned down at you, "Are you not going to see Travis? Surely, you'll be okay to go to the locker room as congratulate him? Plus, I'd love to meet him and say thank you for the tickets."

"I don't know." You twisted your face as you absently glanced at your cell phone again, "I don't really know if I'm allowed."

You both meandered down the corridor before you spilled out into the crowd, following the natural flow of people out towards the exits. There was a natural buzz amongst the fans due to another win during an already great season but suddenly, the sound of a gentle commotion distracted your attention.

"What's going on there?" Your Dad asked curiously.

Bodies began moving quickly and cell phones were held high up in the air as people started to swarm towards one particular point.

"Travis!" "Travis Kelce!" "Hey, Travis!"

Your eyes widened as Travis pushed himself through the crowd, reaching out for your hands, "Hey, are you okay?"

"Uhhh...yeah. I'm fine." You licked your lips to ease your sudden dry mouth.

"Are you sure?" His hands moved to your arms, giving them a gentle squeeze as his eyes darted across your face, searching for any indication of injury.

"Travis..."

"One of the medics told me you passed out?"

Your Dad edged his way closer to the pair of you, his eyebrows lowered, "Sorry, what was that?"

You sighed, displaying your clear exasperation, "I had a little moment at the bar during half time, I think I was just overwhelmed and I fell down, that's all."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Your Dad pursed his lips, disappointed that you had kept the truth from him.

"Because I didn't think it was that big of a deal. I'm fine."

"Are you okay?" Travis' hold on you was urgent, as if he didn't want to let you go.

"Travis. Like I said, I'm fine."

You were abruptly aware that a crowd of people had begun to gather, their attention fully on Travis. Looking across to him, you noticed that he was barely out of his kit, his pants and undershirt still on, his feet bearing socks instead of his cleats. His brow was glistening and his hands still had remnants of white tape covering them.

Travis detected your gaze, "I came out to find you as soon as I heard."

Your mouth moved into a soft smile, your heart skipping slightly, "That's really cute."

His eyes flickered down to your lips and you could swear you saw him go to lean in towards you before he realised that you had an audience. He straightened his shoulders and turned towards your Dad.

"It's really good to meet you, sir." Travis held his hand out, nodding his head.

Your Dad exhaled quickly in shock as his face flushed a deep crimson colour, "Oh, Mr Kelce. The pleasure is all mine." He took hold of Travis' hand and shook it enthusiastically.

You leaned towards Travis, moving your mouth slightly closer to his ear, "Dad's a big fan."

Travis turned his head, checking the crowds before pulling your Dad in for a hug, "How's about we all head to the locker room and meet some people, huh?"

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Will I ever post new chapters within a decent time frame? Who knows? I was in a little bit of a writing slump but I feel like I've got out of the other side of it, and I think I know where this story is going to go! But as always, I will take all and any suggests for this one! I've had to adjust the way I do my Taglist as there's now so many of you all which is crazy!! If you want to be added, just let me know! This series will be going for a bit longer now that I've definitely figured out the story, so I reckon the next chapter will be posted in, like...July? Kidding, of course!

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[slythereen]

hot take: charles in vegas > carlos in singapore. carlos never actually had to fight the weakened red bulls and only won bc of charles’ teamwork and managing tires the entire way. charles in vegas was genuinely up there on pace on a weekend when red bull were still super strong, and brought the fight to them all the way!

you say hot take, but i see nothing but the truth!! rbr wasn’t there to fight in singapore, it really was not the same even without taking into consideration charles changing his whole strategy to defend for carlos. charles had to do it alone because carlos didn’t even slightly attempt to defend for him and he had to fight both bulls (since checo decided to show up as well, naturally). like… listen, i know i’m horribly biased, but carlos got so much hype for singapore literally just because of the “glory” of breaking the rbr streak. the drive itself wasn’t all that ground breaking (not even his drs trick imo… like, he’s not the first to play games with drs?).

#Speak ur truth anon you are right and you should say it #*oracles #vegas gp 2023 #charles leclerc #hmmmmm #to play it safe we tag my spiteful tendencies lol #anti carlos sainz #I’m not a hater i say as i hate passionately #one (1) man is my enemy

[jayh62]

Jenna Ortega x NFL Player

This was inspired by @infernalodie, so make sure to go show them some love.

Y/n jogged out onto the field holding his helmet in one hand. In the other he put his hand in the air to hype up the crowd as he ran to his teams bench. He was determined to play even harder than usual because, one he was playing his teams rivals, the Las Vegas Raiders. Two because his girlfriend, the infamous Jenna Ortega had come to watch him in person. Y/n was a wide receiver for the Denver Broncos, and he was a rookie. He already had pretty good stats, averaging 9 catches and 4 touchdowns per game. As the refs flipped the coin, we called heads. It was heads and we decided to defer. This meant we would get the ball at halftime. The Raiders got the ball to the 50 yard line, and then Chase Garbers threw a bullet pass to the end zone. Our defense was on point that play, and our safety took a shot at the interception and caught it. Our offense took to the field. Y/n ran a slant route, and was able to get a catch for 17 yards. Then Russell Wilson threw to Jerry Juedy on a curl to gain 20 yards. On first down, Courtland Sutton ran a screen pass and fumbled. Fortunately Y/n was there to grab it and gain 10 yards. Russell Wilson then had a few failed attempts at passing the pigskin. On an attempt to convert a 3rd and 15, Y/n ran a Hail Mary down the field. Jenna was on the edge of her seat, as she watched her boyfriend’s quarterback throw to him down the field. He successfully caught it and used a spin move. He was at the 15 yard line, and the Raiders defense was desperate for a tackle. So the safety ran to Y/n and tackled him as hard as he could, causing a fumble. Y/n laid on the ground, unconscious. Jenna didn’t believe what she had just seen. Until she saw the Jumbotron and her boyfriend laying unresponsive on the field. Y/n’s teammate, Courtland Sutton had ran down the field and threw off his helmet as he kneeled down next to him. The ambulance could be seen coming through the tunnel. Sutton had gotten to Y/n before anyone else, so he tore his helmet off and checked for a pulse. His face turned pale as he discovered that there was no pulse. He immediately began CPR, trying to restart Y/n’s heart. No one tried to stop Jenna as she ran down the stairs of the bleachers. She stopped as soon as she saw Y/n’s body on the ground, and Courtland trying to revive him. Tears began flowing down her face as she crumpled to the ground. “Cmon man, I know you’re not going to die on me. Nor the team, or Jenna.” Sutton whispered in Y/n’s ear as he pumped his hands on Y/n’s chest. After 8 minute of Sutton performing CPR, Y/n regained his breathing, and his pulse. He still didn’t open his eyes, but he was alive and breathing. Jenna looked up in astonishment. “And now viewers, Y/n is being rushed off the field and being taken to Denver Hospital. The game is postponed until further notice.” The commentators announced. Jenna leaped over the barrier and over the team bench. She ran onto the field, over to where Courtland Sutton kneeled, his arm resting on his knee and his face in his hand. She basically tackled him in a hug. “Thank you for saving Y/n. I’ll never be able to repay you.” She exclaimed, as Sutton hugged her back. “No problem. I hope he finna be okay. Let me know when you get to the hospital, and how he is.” He replied, pulling away. “I will.” Jenna said, rushing out of the arena and to her car.

Jenna arrived to the hospital, frantic. She asked a nurse where she could find Y/n, and the nurse led her to a room with light green wallpaper, and a window. Y/n was awake, and he smiled when she walked into the room. She practically ran towards him. She grabbed him, and wrapped him in a hug. Jenna started crying on his shoulder. “Hey bay, I’m alright there’s no need to cry.” Y/n said, as he ran his hand through her hair. “What did they say?” She sniffled, pulling away from him and sitting on his bed. “I dislocated a rib, and I have a mild concussion.” He frowned. “How do you feel?” Jenna asked in concern, “My head hurts pretty bad, and my side aches. But I feel alright.” He said. “Did you know you..” Jenna’s voice broke. “you d-died for a few minutes.” She finished. “I know. My heart stopped again when I got here.” Y/n sighed softly. “I almost lost you, Y/n.” Jenna sighed, laying on his chest. He winced in pain. “I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” She said, sitting up. “No worries.” He smiled. “I love you so much Y/n.” Jenna smiled, “I love you too, Jenna.” He smiled back, as she kissed him on the cheek.

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[vintagepresley]

One Night Of Sin...

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader 

Word Count: 7,453 words

Warning: 18+ SMUTSMUTSMUT Oral (f receiving and m receiving)), some light fingering, teasing, dirty talk, praise, use of the word whore and slut, rough fucking, one night stand, tons of cursing, typical Elvis stuff.

Author’s Notes: Ahhh, okay, I really love this story that I came up with because of that picture of him and just this song in general, the reader is a bit different in this story than my others, you aren't a huge fan of Elvis and don’t see the hype in him, which only makes him more interested in you and he keeps pushing until you give in to him. I hope you guys enjoy it and I can’t wait to hear your thoughts! Also, what do we think about this becoming a mini series in the future? Possibly spelling errors!

One night with you, is what I’m now praying for….

You had taken a trip to Vegas with your best friend and she had gotten the two of you a pair of tickets to see the one and only, Elvis Presley at his midnight show, you had enjoyed some of his music and you thought he was an attractive guy, but you didn’t fawn over him like most women did and your friend was huge fan, so you agreed to go because it was like once in a lifetime type of thing. The show was going to start in less than two hours, and you still hadn’t come to a decision on what to wear, so you sorted through your suitcase looking at the different choices you bought, finally deciding on black mini dress, paired with some brown suede knee high boots and a brown suede jacket, adding few pieces of jewelry to pull the outfit together. You decided to wear your hair down and just a touch of makeup. By time you had gotten ready the time had flown by and the show was going to be starting in an hour, and your friend was already rushing you out the door with her even though you are staying at the International, so you didn’t see the big deal. But she wanted to get downstairs just in case any members of Memphis Mafia happened to walk by because they were pretty good with picking girls out to go backstage to meet Elvis and she wanted the two of you to be those girls.

As you were in the elevator, they had pictures of him plastered all over you couldn’t walk anywhere in the hotel without seeing a photo of him somewhere or some kind merchandise, you found it to be a bit much. “They really make sure that you don’t forget the great Elvis Presley is here.” you say in a bit of a snarky tone, followed by a small laugh. “He’s everything, of course! I’m telling you’re going to have a good time. He’s a wonderful performer and it doesn’t hurt that he’s sexy too.” She said with a laugh. You shook your head at him, rolling your eyes with a smirk. Once the elevator opened onto the showroom floor, you both walked out together arm and arm as she continued to obsess over him, which just made you laugh. You decided to get a few drinks at the bar before the start of the show, seeing the crowd that was forming and the women going crazy to buy all types of merch and at the ready for when they pick the girls to go backstage after the show, it was practically a madhouse and you just watched it all in curiosity, wanting to know what you were missing when it came to him that you weren’t acting the same way. Was there something wrong with you? Or were you really the only sane woman here.

As you both sipped your drinks, your friend continued to case the room, searching for any sign of the Memphis Mafia, and without missing a beat and nearly spitting out her drink she pointed out a few of the members walking through the small lobby and she grabbed a hold of you, dragging you with her as she rushed over to them, almost making you spill your drink. You had to give it to her though she meant business the way she was fighting her way through the other women with you following behind and once she was able to approach them that’s when they started picking out women they thought Elvis may like to have backstage, you casually stood there sipping your drink in the crazy crowd of women, not expecting to be picked, but fully supporting your friend if she had. As they went through picking a few girls your friend happened to be one of them and then they got over to you, and you looked nonchalant about the whole ordeal, and the guy making the decisions, who you soon find out was Joe Esposito, smirked at you and you narrowed your eyes at him wondering what that smirk was for and then he suddenly chose you as well, which you thought had to be a mistake at first, but your friend soon confirmed his decision with her excitement that you got picked and he made sure to get the seats that everyone was sitting that so they could escort you right backstage once the show was over.

“Oh my god, this is perfect! We both got picked and we’ll get to meet him!” she said happily. “Why me, though? Did you see the look he gave me before he picked me? What was that about??” you questioned. “Oh, I’m sure it was nothing.” She said. It was time for the show to start and you all rushed into the showroom, everyone in a hurry to get to their seats, your friend included and once you were had found your seats that were surprisingly very good seats and close to the stage as well. She must have paid buttload of money for these seats. Once everyone had been seated, the lights were turned down low and the intro to, “That’s All Right” began to play and suddenly the man himself began to strut out onto the stage in his fancy suit that hug his body in all the right ways and the roar of the crowd was like no other when he came out and began to perform the song, as the show went on the crowd only got wilder and women were flying out of their seats and trying to make it to the stage, you couldn’t help but laugh, but you hated to admit that he really did have a hell of a stage presence that just oozed sex the entire time, that at some moments he had you ready to hop out of your seat, but you refused to be one of those women, but you weren’t happy that he was making you feel the way he did, you chewed the inside of your cheek watching him on stage, being cheeky and bashful by his own sexiness that he knew he had. He knew what he was doing to all these women.

The show was coming to end and he was closing it with ‘Love Me Tender and you watched as he leaned down to kiss multiple women in the crowd and the women running up to try to get a kiss, and your friend being one of them, you were shaking your head in disbelief and just laughing to yourself that he was actually doing this, back to back he was kissing women and at one point he wasn’t even singing the song anymore. That only caused you to laugh more and watching your friend in desperation trying to get his attention for a kiss and she got lucky because he made his way to her and gave her one, you smiled knowing that just made her entire world and that it’s all you’re going to be hearing about for the next few days, or years. The show finally came to an end, and you watched as she made her way back over to you, nearly on the verge of passing out and her face so flush. She plopped down in her seat and you looked over at her, trying to hide your laughter. “Is he a good kisser?” you asked with a smirk. “I don’t remember… I think I died the moment he kissed me.” She said breathless. You burst out laughing and shaking your head at her. “You’re too much.” You said.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw that man again coming to your seat and he was gesturing you for you both to follow him and you both got him and followed behind him with group of other girls backstage, all of them chatting amongst one another about how much they love him and how hot he looked tonight. You wanted to blurt out those same thoughts, but held back from doing so, but you really loved the show and loved how sexy he looked. Your guide brought you all to a room and finally introduced himself as Joe Esposito and he was offering you all drinks and snacks. “I’m going to have you ladies wait here and once Elvis is ready, we’ll take you to the other room.” He said with a smile before he headed out. You didn’t know how to feel right now, your heart was racing which you didn’t know why, and you were having a pep talk with yourself in your head, not wanting to become like the rest of his fangirls. He’s just a guy who happens to be handsome and very talented with a voice of an angel... Shit... No, no big deal.

The minutes ticked by quickly and before you knew it Joe was coming back and telling you all to come with him, you all followed him out and into this other room where the rest of the members of the Memphis Mafia were and the man everyone was there to see, his back was turned, and he was in a completely different outfit now. “Hey, EP, I got some girls here to meet ya.” Joe said and you watched as Elvis turned around and you felt like your face said it all. You were stunned by how hot he looked. He was wearing black suit with a white high collar shirt, a few of the buttons opened at the top revealing parts of his chest and you couldn’t help but notice the chest hairs that stuck out. His suit was paired with a small belt around his waist and a few rings on his fingers, a simple look but also very Elvis Presley, it was rather big on him, but hugged him in all the right places, that it had you staring at him much longer than you liked. He looked like some sort of sexy vampire. You hated how much it was attracting you and you watched as he walked over to you all, a sly smirk on his lips. “Hello, ladies..” he said in that southern drawl of his the words coming out like silk. But before he could say anything else they were all over him, telling them how much they loved the show and what big fans they were, and wanting him to sign stuff. Which he did without a problem. You slowly moved into the background of all the chaos that surrounded him, letting your friend enjoy her moment.

You couldn’t help but watch him and how much he enjoyed the women fawning over him, with that stupid smirk on his face, he was eating it all up, loving the attention. As you stood back another one of his guys began talking to you, practically flirting and though you weren’t interested you spoke with him anyway, introducing himself as Sonny. “I’m Y/N.” you say softly. “A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” He said with such confidence. You laughed off his advances. “Thank you.” You said kindly. As he continued to speak with you, you hadn’t noticed that Elvis had broken away from the crowd of women around him for a moment and out of the corner of your eye you saw another man approaching you and you looked up to see it was Elvis himself, towering above you, you swallowed slowly at the sight of him. He really was more handsome in person. “Well, who do we have here?” he said with a grin, eyeing you up and down, practically undressing you with his eyes. You notice Sonny suddenly walk away now, shaking his head. “What’s your name, honey?” he said staring directly at you as you stared back at him. “Uh.. I’m.. Y/N.” you said nervously. “Why ya hidin’ out over here? Didn’t you want an autograph too?” he asked. You wanted to roll your eyes at him, assuming you were like his fangirls. “No, I’m only here because one of those girls is my best friend.” You said, pointing her out to him. He glanced over at her and then back at you.

“I see, well, Joe certainly knows what I like…” he said with a chuckle, that sly smirk dancing across his lips. “Excuse me?” you say to him, raising an eyebrow. “Aw, nothin’, honey. All I mean is you’re the kind of girl I go for is all.” He said with a shrug. “Go for? Go for? Yeah, no, I’m okay.” You said with a scoff, pushing past him and shaking your head at the nerve of him. You walked over to your friend who was talking with some of his guys after the other girls had left and you nudged her a bit. “Can we go now?” you whispered, glancing over at Elvis who was staring at you intensely, still smirking at you, he could tell you were going to play hard to get and that was fine with him, he liked a challenge. Your friend nodded at your question as you both turned around were heading toward the door, Elvis walked over to the both of you, stopping you in your tracks, he knew what game to play with you and knew exactly how he’d get you into his bed by the end of night. “How’d you ladies like to come up to my suite to hangout for a bit?” he said with a smile. You shook your head a bit. “Oh my gosh, really? We-“ but before your friend could finish her sentence you were interrupting her. “We can’t. We have that uh... thing tomorrow in the morning.” You say, looking at her and trying to communicate with your eyes that you didn’t want to. “What thing?” she said confused. “You know the thing we really wanted to do. We must be up for.” You said more sternly. He chuckled softy. “Well, I’m sure whatever this thing is, I’ll have y’all back to your room in no time. I promise.” He said with a grin.

Your friend turned to you with a begging look on her face. “Come onnnnn.. It’ll be fun.” She said. You glanced up at him and he was still staring at you, and you glanced back at her, sighing softly. “Fine, but we won’t be staying long.” You said to him with a bit of attitude. “Yes, ma’am...” he said with a chuckle. “Hey, fellas let’s move this upstairs.” He said, putting his sunglasses on and everyone got up and Elvis himself escorted you both upstairs while his men followed closely behind as his bodyguards, you felt him slip his arm around your waist as he led the way with the two of you by his side, you tried to move away, but deep inside of you way deep, you were screaming inside that he was touching you. You don’t understand what that concert did you, but you certainly felt uncontrollable around him, but also annoyed that he thought he could just say a few words with that low voice of his and southern accent and that you’d just fall to your knees for him. What a joke. Once you all made it up to his suite and inside you couldn’t help but marvel at how big it was and fancy it was, you caught him looking at you and you cleared your throat, pretending that it was no big deal. He chuckled to himself, shaking his head.

Once again you stood off to the side next to your friend, watching everyone get comfortable and a few of the guys chatting your friend up again, different conversations happening at once and Elvis who just sat on the couch, and took his glasses off, just sitting there watching you and you glancing over at him every so often because you could feel his eyes on you the entire time. He was smiling this time as he watched you silently and now your eyes were meeting and you rolled them a bit as you tried your best not to look at him, but he just made it impossible especially with his eyes that were so blue that you couldn’t help but look at him, you felt yourself becoming slightly flustered because of him and his annoying staring. So, you decided to confront him, getting up from your seat and marching over to where he was sitting and he sat up a bit, his smile wider now. “What are you staring at?” you asked in an annoyed tone. He grinned at your words, licking his lips a bit. “Just admiring a pretty girl.” He said smoothly. You rolled your eyes at him. “Come on, honey, stop being that way, sit down with me.” He said, patting the seat next him. “Please?” he pleaded. You reluctantly sat beside him, trying your best to keep your distant from him. “Listen, I’m sorry if I came off too forward downstairs with ya. I meant no harm.” He said sincerely. “You just caught my eye and I think you’re beautiful.” He said, moving a bit closer to you. You did your best not to blush at those words, you felt so disappointed in yourself that this man really had the ability to do this. Suddenly you felt like one his fans that melted at the sound of his voice.

“Well, thank you for the apology and the compliment. But please don’t tell me that actually works on women?” you asked him, raising an eyebrow. He laughed at your words, shrugging a bit. “Sometimes it does, well... most of the time. But I see it’s going to take some time for you to warm up to me. But I guarantee that you will by the end of the night.” He said with a smirk. “You are just so confident in yourself, I see.” You said with a small laugh. “Nah, I just know you’re playin’ hard to get. But I can truly see how I make you feel.” He said as he scooted even closer to you, his arm resting behind you on the couch. You couldn’t even look at him now, how could he possibly see that? Now you were becoming nervous, not wanting to face him knowing you’d fall into that trap of his with those eyes and that curled up grin of his. But his assumption would soon be correct as the night went on and he continued to chat you up and letting you get to know him more; you slowly began to relax a bit on the couch to the point that you hadn’t realize his arm was around your shoulders.

You began to realize that he wasn’t that all bad of a person the more he talked which, he did most of the talking, asking you questions about your life here and there. But you got to know him a lot in the small frame of time that you had been sitting next to him, he was actually pretty respectful and decent guy, who was quite deep as well and filled with a ton of passion for what he does. You felt you had misjudged him a bit, thinking he was just some womanizer who was starved for attention from his female fans. You admittedly kind of liked him. After a while your friend came over to you saying she was getting tired and that the two of you should go, you agreed getting up from the couch and thanking Elvis for his hospitality and Elvis got up as well, grabbing a hold of your wrist.

“Stay the night with me.” He said. You looked at him like he was crazy. “No, I should probably go.” You said and suddenly your felt your friend nudge you and you looked at her and then she grabbed a hold of you, your wrist slipping out of Elvis’ grasp. “Are you crazy, Y/N?! If Elvis Presley asks you to stay, you stay.” She whispered. “Are you joking? I can’t stay up here with him. Especially not alone.” You whispered back and Elvis just stood by the couch watching the two of you whispering back and forth and suddenly your friend was shoving you back over to him. “She’s going to stay.” She said with a big smile. You narrowed your eyes at her, Elvis just chuckling to himself. “Thank you.” He tells her. “Hey, Sonny make sure her friend gets to their room safety.” He orders. You watched as she left with Sonny.

His attention turning back to you with a grin, and you tried your best to put on a smile, but really you were nervous, nervous about the possibility of being alone with him, the possibility of not being able to control yourself with him. “You don’t mind staying the night with me, do ya?” he said, those eyes of his staring deep into yours, you almost didn’t know how to answer. “No, no, not at all.” You said softly. “Good. I’m gettin’ a bit-tired guys, so I think I’m going to call it a night.” He announced and all of them wasted no time getting up the moment he said that, and you watched as each of them left one by one until it was just the two of you. You couldn’t believe you let your friend talk you into this, this was not something you did, and you were shocked that it was happening with Elvis. You stood in place, watching him make his way to the bedroom and he turned back to look at you. “Well, don’t just stand there, honey. Come on.” He said gesturing for you to come with him. You took a deep breathe, not knowing what to expect or why he even chose you. You took another sharp inhale and then exhaling, and you followed behind him to his bedroom.

You looked over his bedroom which was just as fancy as the rest of the suite and immediately noticing how cold it was, you stood there silently, watching him grab his pajamas and then he grabbed you something to wear as well, it was one of his dress shirts, handing it to you. He nodded toward the bathroom. “Go change into that, honey.” He said with a smile. “Elvis, I… What’s about to happen here?” you asked him, knowing you probably sounded stupid. He walked over to you, his arm snaking around your waist as he pulled you close to him. “I ain’t gonna hurt ya, baby, I promise. I just want you to spend the night with me.” He said, pressing a kiss to your cheek. The way he spoke you couldn’t help but believe him, he just had this way about him, he made it impossible to resist him. You nodded slowly at his words. “Okay...” you said softly, so obediently, and he let go of your waist and you slipped away into the bathroom, stripping off your clothes to change into the shirt he gave you. He got out of his own clothes and changed into his silk black pajamas, climbing into bed, and waiting for you. Once you had his shirt on, it hardly covered your panties that you kept on, leaving a few buttons undone. You were sure you were going to do more than just lay there with him, you looked in the mirror as if you were giving yourself a pep talk. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, I guess…

This was so out of your element, and you would never let a man talk you into bed with him as easily as Elvis had, but you felt like you couldn’t say no to him, and part of you didn’t even want to, part of you was curious what it would be like with him, he had pulled you in with his performance, with his looks with that outfit he was wearing tonight and more importantly his charm. You so badly wanted to dislike him, but you couldn’t. No wonder the women fawned over him, but it seemed he liked the women who didn’t easily fall to his every whim, because he wasn’t going to let you off that easy, he liked that you refused to give in to him, that you made him work for it. It turned him on. “What’s taking you so long in there, baby?” you heard him call out to you. “I’ll be right out!” you shouted back, turning on the faucet, splashing cold water on your face and then you shut it off, drying your face with a towel and then slowly walking out of the bathroom, he sat up the moment you walked out, smiling, you were feeling a bit shy that your lower body was on display for him, and you slowly climbed into his bed with him. “You’re beautiful, Y/N.” he muttered softly. “Thank you.” You said with a small smile. “Lay down, baby, I ain’t gonna bite.” He said with a chuckle. You were a bit hesitate at first but then eventually laid down beside him and he moved to lay closer to you, turning onto his side so he was facing you, one of his hands delicately running up and down your thigh, you pursed your lips together for a moment at his touch. “I’m really glad your friend pushed you to stay.” He said. “Well, I didn’t have choice she wouldn’t take no for answer much like you.” You said laughed softly. He chuckled and you watched as he got even closer to you, his face hovering above yours, both your eyes meeting with one another.

He slowly leaned down to kiss your lips, his lips soft against your own and you couldn’t resist kissing him back, placing your hand against his cheek as the two of you continued to kiss. Oh god… He really is a good kisser… Those soft lips… You felt his hand move up your thigh and over your panties and then on your stomach, tracing his fingers lightly against your skin, he could feel you shaking at his touch, as if you were nervous, he broke your kiss for a moment. “Relax, baby. I’m gonna be gentle with ya.” He whispered on your lips. You stared up at him for a moment, trying to find the words to say as your eyes stared at his gorgeous soft lips and then back up to his eyes. “I don’t normally do this… ” you said quietly. “We don’t have to...” he said understandingly. “No… I-I want to… I want to so bad…” you couldn’t believe those words left your mouth, but your body and your mind were wanting the same thing now… HIM.

He smiled at your words and pressed his lips against yours again, deepening his kiss, his tongue grazing over your bottom lip and slipping past your lips into your mouth, you let out a soft moan against his mouth, feeling so embarrassed by it. But that feeling faded quickly the more he kissed you, his hand running up and down the curves of your body, caressing and feeling his way along, squeezing at your breasts gently, he then removed his hand from under the shirt and began to slowly unbutton it, revealing your breasts to him, and once he had it completely opened it, he broke the kiss and pressed kisses down your jawline to your neck and then over every part of your breasts, his kisses light and soft against your skin, you licked your lips and let out a whimper at the feeling, watching him kiss over your body, it all felt like a dream, but it was real, it was all real.

His hands continued to move along your body, his hands desperate to touch every bit of your flesh, he was being so gentle like he promised, it was driving you wild, you felt the wetness pooling between your legs, seeping through the thin fabric of your panties, leaving an obvious stain. You suddenly felt his hand over your panties, touching every part of the fabric until you felt two of his fingers pressing directly against your pussy through the fabric, causing a playful smirk to form on his lips. “I knew you couldn’t resist me, baby... You’re already soaking through your panties for me.” He said quite pleased with himself for turning you into a complete mess. You whimpered at his words, feeling so embarrassed how easy he turned you on. “I wonder what would happen if I did this…” he said with a smirk, then suddenly you felt him press those two fingers in between your folds, the fabric of your panties hitting against your clit and the friction from it causing your body to squirm beneath him, he moved his fingers slowly against your clit, the friction only worsening things for you, as you continued to squirm and whimper, feeling your pussy dripping for him so much so that you had ruined your panties, his fingers lightly coated with your slick. “Fuck… I can’t wait to have my cock inside of you...” he growled

His words alone only furthered your arousal, your pussy throbbing for his cock, desperately needing him to fill the hungry void inside of you that suddenly wanted…. No, needed him to fuck you into the early hours of the morning. You felt him move his hand slowly into your panties, his fingers moving in between your folds, playing in your slick. “Goddamn… You’re so wet for me…” he mumbled, you could feel his growing cock pressed up against your thigh, eager to come out and play. You purred softly into his ear. “Elvis…” You cooed, any ounce of feminism in your body was thrown out the window at this point. He smirked at the sound of your quivering voice, pulling his hand out of your panties, he tugged at them and pulled them down your legs and you happily kicked them off for him. You were ready to give this man, this stranger, Elvis Presley every part of your body, so ready to submit to his needs.

You watched him slide his hands down both your thighs as he moved himself between your legs, spreading them wide open, completely exposing you to him, he stared at your pussy that glistened with your slick, watching it pooling out of you, you began to blush, your face so red that you covered your face with your hands, peeking through them at him. He stifled chuckle escaped him when he saw your reaction. “Mm... Lemme taste you baby…” he spoke softly, gripping your thighs with his strong hands, pulling you toward him, keeping your legs spread wide open for him as he bent your knees lifting your legs off the bed, keeping his hold on your thighs as he laid down, his face between your thighs and hovering just above your dripping, throbbing pussy, you couldn’t hold back the whimpering moans that escaped you, he hadn’t even begun to eat you out and you were already moaning like he was, he glanced at you with an eyebrow raised. “Damn, baby, I got you so excited, huh?” he smirked.

“Mhm…” the only words you could muster up to say in response to him, dying for his mouth to meet your pussy. He pressed a kiss against each of your thighs, tracing his lips against them before he was face to face with your pussy again, burying his face within it, your slick smearing all over his beautiful face, but it’s exactly what he wanted, dragging his tongue deep between your folds, tonguing every inch of you, tasting you on his tongue and letting out a soft groan against you. Your moans coming out as soft whines, reaching one of your hands down to tangle in his raven hair, tugging lightly. His tongue danced around your clit and then pressed firmly against it, flicking the sensitive bud with his tongue, feeling your body tremble beneath him as it responded to each of his tongue’s light caresses, his mouth wrapping around your clit and sucking lightly on it. Your breathing becoming heavy and hitched, your chest rising and falling rapidly, as you threw your head back, moaning out his name softly, so badly wanting to close your thighs around his head, feeling yourself becoming more wet for him.

But before you knew it, he was pulling away from you, licking his lips with the biggest grin on his face as he sat up, you whimpered wanting him to stay there, staring at his face as it glistened with juices. “Good god, woman... You taste so fucking good, and this pussy is soaking for me… I need to feel you around my cock.” He grunted, licking the rest of you off his pouty lips and reaching to tug his pajama pants down, his cock springing out and fully hard just for you. You stared at it, admired it, he was so big it caused you to lick your lips at the sight of him. He climbed on top of you, his lower body resting right between your legs, you felt the thickness of his cock press up against your soaking pussy. You let out a shaky gasp from the feeling. “Oh, please, please, Elvis… I want you fuck me… Please…” you blurted out in a begging tone, you didn’t where this other side of you came from, but you knew it yearned for this man. He liked to hear you beg, he was pleased with the way he broke you, got you submitting to his whims and crying out to be fucked like a good girl.

As he laid on top of you, the weight of his pressing against you he leaned down to kiss your lips and you taste your juices on them, he reached up to wrap his hand around your throat. “You gonna be a good little girl for me, hm?” he said against your lips in a stern tone. You nodded your head at his words swiftly, your hands running over his shirt, slowly unbuttoning it to reveal that hairy chest of his that caught your eye earlier when it was peeking out of his dress shirt so perfectly, running your hands up and down his chest, your fingers coursing through the hair. “Do what you want to me, use me for your pleasure, Elvis…” you moaned against his lips. He was bit surprised at your words, but that was all he needed to hear. He reached down to grab his cock, sliding it in between your soaking wet folds, using you as his own personal lube, before circling the head of his cock around your entrance, and with one swift movement of his hips he forcefully shoved his cock inside of you, the promise of him being gentle had gone out the window, you cried out in pain, your walls clenched tight around him as you felt him fill you up with his cock, your hands grasping at his chest.

“Holy shit, fuck you’re so tight, baby…” He groaned out. He roughly slammed is hips into you, forcing his cock in deeper, forcing you to take him and stretch out around him, with each rough thrust, you cried out softly, your painful moans turning into pleasurable moans, he fucked you steadily, the sound of his hips slamming against yours filling the room, he wasn’t letting up, every thrust rougher than the next, forcing your walls open around him, taking him balls deep, your eyes rolled back as another moan escaped from the back of your throat, wrapping your legs around his torso tight, his face buried into the crook of your neck,  panting and breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead and he lifted his head, his lips against your ear. “Shit… there you go, baby, opening that pussy up for me like a good little whore. Taking this cock so good…” He whispered under his breath. His words sending you over the edge. He grabbed a hold of your hips, squeezing them firmly in his hands, it felt like he was fucking you into the mattress with how he was moving, he was an animal, you loved every minute of it.

You felt him plunging himself further into you, he felt so good inside of you, you didn’t want him to stop, you wanted him to destroy you, the whole feeling was euphoric, your eyes rolling back and your mouth forming an O shape as you moaned out his name, clawing at his chest and your nails digging into his skin, causing him to hiss at the feeling, he was hitting each spot that drove you over the edge and closer to the sensation of your orgasm, he lifted his head up to look at you. “Open your eyes, baby… I want you looking at me as I fuck you.” His words coming out airy and light between his groans. Your eyes fluttered open to the sight of his deep blue eyes staring at you, his face dripping in sweat with a look of lust and you stared at him, your lips still parted as you whimpered his name out, the words pooling from your lips like honey. “Elvis… E-Elvis…” you cried. “I love the way you say my name, baby… Say it louder…” he demanded and to get you to do so, he began to slam your hips against his, moving you at the same pace as his hips, the slapping sounds growing louder, the bed shaking beneath the two of you. You squeal softly, crying out his name louder as he kept up the tempo within you.

Each movement only pushing you further and deeper into that pure bliss, your eyes rolling back, making it hard for you to keep looking at him, he loved watching the way he was making you feel, driving you crazy, your orgasm was building, scratching at the surface to escape you, and you didn’t think you could fight it anymore. “E-Elvis… I’m-I’m… I’m gonna cum….” You cried loudly. His groans were becoming uncontrollable as he edged closer to his orgasm, feeling his cock twitch inside you. He reached up to grab your face, squeezing it tight in his grasps, your eyes shot open as you looked at him innocently. “F-Fuck… C-Cum all over my cock, baby.. Make a mess for me.” He grunted, his lips crashing against yours, kissing you sloppily, your lips consuming his in such a hunger, his cock still plunging deep inside of you. Your moans coming out in droves against his lips, the waves of your orgasm crashing to the surface, and you held onto him, your legs tightening around his body, holding him close as your body shook, squirmed underneath him as you came all over his cock, your hips grinding against him as every drop coated his cock, the feeling sending shivers down your spine.

“Goddamn, baby.” He mumbled breathlessly on your lips, a string a groans following behind his words, and now he was close to cumming, but he had gotten an idea, he wanted to cum in your mouth, he wanted to see the sticky whiteness of his cum on those beautiful plump lips of yours. “I’m gonna cum, baby... But… I.. I want your mouth around my cock, please…” He mumbled. You looked up at him, biting down on your bottom lip and nodding at his request. He carefully pulled out of you, the precum dripping from his cock as he got up and sat down on the edge of the bed, you peered down at his twitching cock as you climbed off the bed, your body feeling wobbly as you did and you got down on your knees in front of him, and he grabbed your face, brushing the pad of his thumb against your lips.

“Open that pretty little mouth for me…” he murmured, so close to letting go, he knew the moment that your mouth was around him, he was going to cum. You obeyed his orders and slowly opened your mouth wide for him, your lashes fluttering as you stared up at him, he circled his cock around your lips. “Fuck… You’re going to look so pretty covered in my cum, my little cum slut...” he moaned out, pushing his cock into the warmth of your mouth, you sat still for him, your hands resting in your lap as he began to fuck your mouth slowly, soft sounds escaping you as you sucked his cock tasting the saltiness of his cum, his body began to shake, and his breathing heavier than before. “Ah, shit…” he moans out breathless, that was all he needed to push him into his orgasm, and he grabbed a hold of his cock with one hand and then grabbing a hold of your hair, tilting your head back. “Keep that mouth open, baby...” he panted and he stroked his cock and suddenly you saw the thick substance shooting out of his cock and raining down onto your face and inside of your mouth, he had so much of it to give to you, that it left your face and mouth covered in him, dripping in his mess, he exhaled sharply as he came down from his high. “Fu—Fuck..” he pursed his lips, his cock still twitching in his hand and you swallowed every bit that landed in your mouth.

His eyes lighting up at the sight of you and he did something that you weren’t expecting, he leaned down and kissed your cum covered lips, sticking his tongue in your mouth and the two of you kissed passionately, you moaned against his lips because that turned you on so much and he pulled away with a smirk, strings of his cum dripping from both of your lips. “Damn... that was so hot, baby.” He said with a smirk. You were at a loss for words as you stared up at the man that just completely ruined you. “I… I.. don’t know what to say… You are… wow.” You said softly, unable to form a sentence. He quite literally left you speechless. He chuckled softly. “Let me get you towel, honey.” He said as he got up from the bed, grabbing your hold of your hands, helping you up off the floor, then walking off to the bathroom, you giggled to yourself, plopping down onto the bed and feeling like a whole new woman, a woman who loved Elvis Presley, you were officially one of his fangirls. He returned with a small towel, handing it to you and you smiled at him, taking it, and wiping your face clean, and he took it back, tossing it to the floor.

“Come on, darlin’, let’s go to sleep now. I’m tired after all that fun.” He laughed, slipping back into bed and you slipped underneath the covers with him, scooting over to him as you laid down, wrapping your arm around his torso as you rested your head against your chest and he wrapped you up in his arms, pulling you close, kissing the top of your head and you nuzzled against him, a soft hum escaping your lips as you smiled, it wasn’t too long after that you both eventually fell asleep in each other arms.

The morning came quick, and you only had gotten a few hours of sleep when you finally woke up, feeling super tired and groggy from your long night, your body hurting from the rough fucking Elvis gave you, you rolled over to see he was still fast asleep, looked over to see that his alarm clock read “7AM.” You had to get back to your room now, knowing your friend would be worried about you, you slowly and carefully slipped out of bed, grabbing your clothes as you slipped into the bathroom to put them on, not bothering to put your boots on, you were just too tired and you looked like it as well, you tried to fix your face as best as you could and your hair, emerging from the bathroom and seeing Elvis still asleep, you snuck pass him and out of his bedroom, grabbing your purse that laid on the couch as you quickly left his suite.

You looked a mess, staggering through the halls of the hotel as you did your walk of shame back to your room, barefoot, avoiding eye contact with the people who walked by you, feeling as if everyone knew what you did last night, but all the while your mind couldn’t stop thinking about Elvis and what the two of you did and how good he made you feel. Feeling a bit bad for leaving the way you did, but you didn’t think he’d even remember you after this night. You’d just be another notch on his belt. But you didn’t care you were on cloud nine. You knew once you got back to your room that your friend was going to be prodding you with questions about your one night of sin with Elvis Presley.

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I’m still so hyped from the opq FIRST EPSIODE (i stall can’t belive It’s not just a one shot thank god I need more time with the story and characters) yesterday then I remembered that we have the QSMP event tonight and Carre being introduced, then on Wednesday we have Fit lore, THEN WE HAVE THE LIVE OPQ PART 2 ON SATURDAY WITH EVERYONE IN BRAZIL, a week after that Foolish, Tina and Quackity are going to be in the live show in Miami of Austin Show’s ‘Name Your Price’ (it’s very fun I would definitely recommend people who haven’t seen it before to check it out it’s like a retro style game show!) AND like 2 weeks after THAT is twitch con vegas where a bunch of the QSMP members will be so I’m sure we’ll get some fun pictures and stories again!!!!! What a good few weeks it’s going to be we’re being so well fed

#opq #qsmp

[autisticempathydaemon]

this took too much unnecessary courage to send haha </3

What song are you fixated on at the moment? What lyric or verse, and why?

- A loving feeling by Mitski ( Holding hands under a table Meeting up in your bedroom Making love to other people Telling each other it's all good )

What is your Enneagram type?

- INTP 5w4 !

Do you love gargantuan Youtube video essays, and if so, which is your favorite and why?

- I do<3 i just like space things in general, I find it neat!!

Tell me about your childhood imaginary friend.

- didn't have one, I spent most of my childhood people watching and watching stuff on the TV

What is your go-to way to fall asleep?

- hugging a spare pillow next to my dog :) (i love my dog)

If you had to change your name, what would it be, and why? (In tandem, if you have changed your name, why did you pick that one?)

- I changed my name because it felt nice when people ( my friends ) referred to me as it and made me feel more comfortable with who i am in general !!

What is your favorite of Redacted’s audios, and why?

- I love all of them but if I had to pick I think I'd have to go with Huxley and Damien's valenweek 2024 audio. I could feel my stomach turning throughout and falling into the vulnerability, seeing the misunderstanding playing out. When there is so much love, so much love for one another, one's insecurities can rear its ugly head so loudly</3

What Redacted boy holds no appeal to you, and why? Like, not the one you hate but the one who you don't get the hype for. (I won't judge, I promise.)

- im so sorry but i just dont get the hype wit vega n blake.

Tell me about that one book/movie/tv show you know all the words to.

-.. im not into any of those 😭 I get overwhelmed when I use my eyes too much so I just stick with Audiobooks, podcasts, etc (OUUUU I LOVE THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES SO MU)

Which Redacted boy are you platonically attracted to? Like- forget dating, which dude do you want to be your best friend?

- Caelum. I wanna give him the biggest hug I could ever muster. I wanna draw pictures with Caelum. I wanna make friendship bracelets with Caelum. I WANT CAELUM AS MY BFF 😓

Do you have a go-to thing you ramble about when you’re tired, and if so, what is it? (For example, my boyfriend knows I’m ready to sleep when I start talking about space.)

- I don't talk when I'm tired, I just go completely nonverbal and just lay in my bed with no lights on until i doze off !!

Tell me about your favorite playlist at the moment.

- it's just a mix of my favorite artists and music that make my brain feel fuzzy:3 (mitski, cas, matt maltese, david bowie, TV girl, msi, the rare occasions, etc)

What’s your guilty pleasure media, and why?

- horror movies (found films). Specifically 'As Above, So Below'. The movie is SO good but it'll keep me awake all night</3

So there’s quite a few reasons I like this match, but two of the most compelling to me are your Enneagram and INTP. The Logician/Philosopher combo makes you a good fit for Avior.

These personality types give me the impression of someone introverted with a curious and unique nature who thinks more than they necessarily say; this would intrigue Avior. I think once he gets to know you, he’d really love to hear all your thoughts and talk with you, and find out what’s going on up in your head. Yet, your chipper nature is a pleasant contrast to his more sardonic, sarcastic temperament. You’d lighten him up and make him smile.

Even in your weird, little Aligherian prison, I think y’all would get along and have fun in your own ways. You’re a big fan of space; who better to tell you about it than a member of a magical species all named after stars? He could show you another section of the cosmos every night. When out of hell, you could have the opportunity to show him things instead. I’m personally delighted by the idea of Avior enjoying The Magnus Archives, so I will not let this headcanon go for anything. (I think he enjoys the metatextual nature of the Fears and hilariously relates to Jon and Martin in Season 5 iykyk)

Song:

There's nothing you or I can do so let the stars fall/ 'Cause from up here the sky's my thoughts and we're all so small/ We're all so/ My heart and the earth share the same rule/ It starts with love and it ends with you/ But don't go outside, it's dangerous tonight/ Without me right here by your side

I can’t quite pin down Avior’s music taste, I’ll admit, but you strike me as a possible Cavetown fan, so I hope you like this pick. I just couldn’t resist a sweet, cute love song titled Meteor Shower for you two, you know? It gives hopeful vibes, like the two of you knowing you’ll make it out and dreaming of that coffeeshop.

Runner-ups:

David is a runner-up for you, because your personality Types lowkey give Introverted Angel, you feel? David would like that, buuuut I want someone nicer and Space-aligned for you, so not him. Ivan is my favorite runner-up for you because you would be his type and because the two of you being horror buffs together is a very fun, silly idea to me.

note: I hope you enjoy your match-up 💜

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌

#redactedasmr #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redactedaudio #redacted audio #redacted #busybee matches

[unhappycylinder]

Gonna Be Trouble (Jake Seresin x Fem! Reader) Part 3

Hey!! Sorry for being M.I.A. for like eternity. I’m finally back with part 3, its kinda short but part 4 will be out soon!! Let me know what ya’ll think :)

WC: 2k

Warnings: Swearing & Angst

Part 1 Part 2

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Jake had gone back to base after dropping you off last night. As much as he wanted to stay and enjoy you more, and as much as you wanted him to keep you company through the night, you both understood that he had to be up at the crack of dawn to prep for the second day of the air show. Before he left he had smothered you in hugs and deep passionate kisses that only left you wanting more, only left you spiraling into heartbreak thinking about what would happen between you after the event was over.

It's not like he was staying in Vegas, and to be fair neither were you. You had a day’s worth of driving back to school ahead of you, and he had a whole F18 to deliver back to California, back to his squadron, his duty. It was foolish of you to think this could actually be something, right? Plus what if he didn't feel the same, what if he wasn't as into you as he let on, what if he was just in it for a quick fuck and didn't feel any emotional connection at all. 

You laid in your bed staring blankly ahead at the ceiling, letting your thoughts spiral and crash into one another, making you question whether you should even bother going today and risk meeting up with Jake and having him break things off with you before they could really even begin. 

No, that was dumb. You came all this way for this show, and you weren't gonna miss it because of some feelings, some really good feelings. Jake was different, you knew that, and hey best case scenario he'd want to work things out with you and make this happen. Worst case you go your separate ways. It'd hurt like hell, but it's what needed to be done. 

You got yourself out of bed and into the bathroom, washing your face and doing your makeup before slipping into a cute but cozy outfit. Hyping yourself up with some music, you paced around your room for a couple minutes before finally opening the door.

The ride to the airshow was quiet today, no people to talk to, no stories to share. That just left you more time to spiral, great, just what you needed. Thinking about Jake only made you more nervous, but it also gave you the most intense butterflies you’d ever had in your life.

Once the bus pulled up, you let everyone else get off first before finally working up the courage to step off, clinging to your phone for dear life. There were more people here today it seemed, maybe that’d give you a chance to blend in and avoid Jake, avoid the consequences of him possibly not feeling the same about you.

His F18 was visible down the tarmac, and so was he, well his back at least. The jet was parked the same as yesterday and the pilot you had gotten to know so intimately looked just as delectable as you remembered in his green flight suit. After just one glance you felt instantly calmed, as if every worry you had about him not feeling the same was washed away. Why had you even been worried about him rejecting you or him disliking you, he was right there and he was everything you’d ever wanted. You needed him.

As quickly as the relief came however, it went away, careening back into your mind as stress and pain took over. Jake tossed his head back in a belly laugh and turned around to reveal a gorgeous woman standing in front of him. She had long curly brown hair and a gorgeous smile, beautiful eyes, and a tight fitting dress. It was nothing you’d wear to an air show, that is unless you were trying to attract the eye of some pilot, which she obviously was by the placement of her manicured hand on his upper arm. As he laughed she leaned in and squeezed his arm tighter, smiling up at him with so much flirtation in her eye it was palpable.

God why wasn’t he stopping her. Why wasn’t he rejecting her.

To make matters worse he lifted his hand and patted her on the shoulder, allowing his hand to linger as he leaned down and spoke softly into her hair, eliciting another deep laugh from her.

Fuck.

Before he could see you raging with jealousy, before he could catch you staring on the brink of tears, you turned your attention to yourself.

Fine. If he’s gonna play that game, so can I.

You glanced around for anyone, any pilot, who you could throw yourself to. And then, like a knight in shining armor, came a tall gorgeous man with a luscious mustache. Of course he was in the same flight suit as Jake and the same aviators, but yeah he’d do.

“You look a little lost there honey” he said

“Yeah sorry I just,” you paused, glancing between the man and Jake, “I kinda have a thing with a guy over there and he looks to be flirting with another woman”

“Oh god which guy,” he said in a tired voice, as if he’d heard this before, and stepped closer to you to get a better look at the crowd.

His eyes landed on Jake, where yours were also resting, and he threw his head back and sighed, “please for the love of God don’t say its Hangman”

You sighed too, “its Hangman”

He chuckled lightly and brought his head down to look at you, you looked up at him, angling yourself to face him.

“Unfortunately for me I have the soul-draining obligation of working with that man, so even more unfortunately I’ve spent enough time with him to know how you can make him jealous”

“Oh really?” Now you were intrigued

“Its the only way to get through that stupidly thick Texan skull of his,” the man leaned down to you, taking his aviators off, “we gotta make him think he doesn’t already have you wrapped around his finger, honey”

You opened your mouth to speak, flabbergasted by the confidence and flirtatiousness of this man, but he cut you off with a sigh as he stood back up to his full height.

“The issue is I have a stunning, perfect, absolutely dropdead gorgeous girlfriend,” he said nonchalantly, “her name’s Gabby, she’s over by that F15 right now,” he gestured to a jet behind him. You glanced around him and indeed there stood a gorgeous woman with long dark brown hair and beautiful bone structure admiring the jet. She glanced over at the man and shot him a million dollar smile.

“Hi honey, we gotta do a little Hangman fixin over here!” He yelled, she blushed and nodded back. They were adorable.

“But that doesn’t mean I’m not willing to help out a friend in need,” he said back to you

“A friend?” you asked, “honey, I don’t even know your name”

He chuckled, amused by your use of his nickname, and he stuck out his hand for you.

“Bradley Bradhsaw, callsign Rooster”

“Double Brad, I like it,” you shook his hand and smiled at him.

“Alright so what we gotta do is make him think you’re flirting with me, but that you also know he’s there.” Bradley explained, “so you gotta look at him every once in a while and see if you can catch his eye. Enough of that and he’ll be marching right over here trying to claim his girl.”

“You’ve really got this down don’t you. How many times have you had to do this” you asked

“He and I have a bit of a rivalry thing going on, its par for the course” Bradley nodded

And with that you commenced your flirting with Bradley. Arm touching, his hand around your shoulder while walking past the planes, whispers into each others hair, all the while you were turning to Jake between each move to see if you could catch him looking.

You couldn’t.

He was either too preoccupied talking to some woman, or too preoccupied gawking over his plane with the ex-military dads who came over. Not once did you catch him staring…but that didn’t mean he wasn’t.

After toting around with Bradley for the better part of twenty minutes you decided to call it quits and return him to Gabby. She collected him with open arms and a passionate kiss before turning to you and enveloping you in a hug as well.

“I hear Hangman’s giving you trouble,” she said after pulling away from the hug

“Ugh yeah kinda, sorry to involve you guys in all that its just, Bradley was really sweet in offering to help,” you said

“He’s as kind as he is sexy, my Rooster” she said, looking up at him.

The three of you were sandwiched in between two jets, talking about how Gabby and Bradley met, how long Bradley had been in the Navy, Gabby’s job as an archaeologist, and all that. She even gave you her number so you could chat after the air show or if you ever visited San Diego.

In the middle of laughter between the three of you, stomping footsteps came up behind you and abruptly stopped, drawing Bradley and Gabby’s attention behind you, their faces dropping.

“Y/n” a familiar voice said

You turned around to see Jake standing there in his flight suit, out of breath,

“I need to talk to you,” he said flatly.

—

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing” Jake asked angrily, pacing back and forth in the empty ready room he had led you to on the side of the tarmac. A ceiling fan whirled above you, swirling the miserably stuffy air around the room, making this exchange even more miserable.

“I mean I’m standing by my jet all morning waiting for you to come say hi, come talk to me, and all you can manage to do is prance around with my best friend,” he raised his voice at you, “you’re making me feel like a complete idiot y/n, making me feel like nothing that happened between us mattered,” his voice softened, his eyes finally meeting yours to reveal…pain.

“Jake,” you paused, he was right, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t flirting with the other women who talked to him, “its not like I can’t say the same about you,” you looked away.

“What?” He asked, stabilizing himself on the back of a chair in front of you

“Jake every time I looked over at you another woman had her hands all over you, and you were doing nothing to stop them!”

“y/n,” he looked up at the ceiling shaking his head, “that’s just how it is. I can’t help that women flirt with me”

“Yes you can!”

“Oh and please enlighten me then”

“Maybe you could start by not touching them back, how’s that Jake”

He looked down at his feet, tapping them lightly on the ground, “Y/n what you did was wrong”

“Jake you’re talking to me like I’m a child” you retorted, not about to listen to him talk down to you for doing the exact same thing he did

“Cause you are one,” he yelled, looking up at you and shrugging his shoulders, an annoyance in his eyes like you hadn’t seen before.

“What the fuck?” You asked, hurt and confusion burning inside you

“You’re just an immature fucking kid,” he laughed in that stupid cocky voice of his, stepping closer to you, “and it was stupid of me to expect you to act like anything else”

You were speechless, and Jake liked it that way. He had won, he had ended this with you, and he wasn’t going to give you the time to respond. Within a second he had collected his belongings from the chair and left the room without another word.

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Taglist @luckyladycreator2 @mightiestheroes @shanimallina87 

#jake seresin x reader #Jake 'Hangman' Seresin #jake 'hangman' seresin x reader #top gun maverick #Top Gun fic #top gun #top gun hangman #navy

[reidslovely]

It’s Nice to Have a Friend: Walk Me Home (Part One)

Author’s Note: Totally unintentionally posted the unedited version with my OC’s name in this....embarrassing! Anyways, I have loved Peter 3 since his 2012 film and I’m happy he’s finally getting hype. This is my first time writing for him in forever however, and I have been dying to write something like this forever. Obviously based on Taylor Swift’s song It’s Nice to Have a Friend. Another thing to mention is Andrew has said previously his Peter is Jewish, so that’s why I wrote the line about the Hanukkah present. As always I love feedback. 

THIS IS NOT PROOF READ. WE DIE LIKE MEN

Pairings: TASM! Peter Parker x Fem! Reader

Content Warning: Fluffy, school mates to eventual lovers, asshole(ism) from Flash, mentions of reader’s father going to prison, awful small talk, and mention of Peter’s weight. That’s all I can think of but I could have missed anything!

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Middle School, 8th grade. December 6th

Snow covered the courtyard at Midtown Middle, her boots crunched in the snow as she made her way past the loading zones for buses. Her first day did not go as bad as she had feared, for the most part everyone was nice and welcoming…except for- 

“Hey, watch it!” (Y/N) yelled, her body moving forward nearly tumbling forward as a boy knocked into her. The boy whipped around, an antagonizing look on his face immediately she clocked him as the annoying basketball player from her second period. He opens his mouth to speak, taking in the girl before him he reaches out and snactched the gloves from her hands. 

“Thanks for these, left mine at home.”

“Flash!” Sounded a voice coming up next to her, the boy was smaller than flash but what he lacked in weight and muscle for a middle schooler he made up for in height standing just a few inches over the bully. But that didn’t seem to phase Flash, with one good shove her defender was on the ground. 

“Nice try Parker, you know losers can’t stand up for other losers!” Flash yelled with a hyena-like laugh as he dashed after his friends. 

(Y/N) turned to the boy laying in the snow, a look of embarrassment on his face. She took both his hands pulling him up helping dust him off, the snow contrasting against his dark hair. He looked vaguely familiar but she couldn’t place it. 

“It’s Peter right?” 

The boy's head shot in her direction, nodding eagerly- if she didn’t know better she’d have assumed he was shocked she remembered him.

“Y-yeah that's me..you’re (Y/N)! We have english, algebra one, and physical science together." 

She bent down with a small on her face grabbing Peter’s glasses off the ground, frowning at the damage done to them.

“Thanks for your sacrifice..” She laughs sadly showing him the glasses. “Hey it’s alright my aunt May has perfected the craft of repairing these.” He laughs, shoving them in his bag. (Y/N) smiled watching him, she looked over her shoulder at the bus having already left. 

“I can walk you home if you want!” Peter was quick to offer, scratching the back of his neck. “I..we live in the same townhouse. Well..well not the same! I meant to say you just moved into the one next door to me.” Finally the young boy worked his way out of the stuttering mess he had become, his reddening face standing out in the snow. 

So that’s why he had looked familiar when they met earlier in the day. 

“Yes..yeah I would appreciate that.” She laughs pulling her coat around her, snvilling as the cold finally got to her. Peter took off walking first, his gloved hands shoved into his pockets. (Y/N) followed behind him rushing to walk in sync with him. 

They walked in comfortable silence at the start, (Y/N) looked at the sidewalk at first. Watching  the chalk drawings done by neighborhood kids being recovered by the new snow falling to the ground. She turned her attention back to Peter thinking about what she could ask him, she had never been good at small talk, or making friends. 

“Where’d you move from?”

“Las Vegas.” (Y/N) laughs, fixing the beanie on her head to cover her ears. 

“Oh so this is like..culture shock for you.” Peter says looking at her, watching her shrug. “Not really, thanks to my dad’s job we moved all over. I’ve lived in New York before but far outside the city- I don’t remember it though, I was a baby.” (Y/N) laughs, about to tell him all the places 

“So your dad's job brought you back here?” Peter asked cutting her off unintentionally, (Y/N) shook her head, swallowing the non existent lump in her throat.

“He went to prison actually, and so my mom wanted to move as far away from Vegas as possible.”

“Sorry I didn’t mean to open any sore wounds.” Peter replied quickly, his body heating in embarrassment.

“No, no it was a very public case. It’s okay, promise.” She laughs softly, her hands rubbing together trying to warm them. Peter caught this out of the corner of his eye, pulling his hands from his pocket he slid the warm wool gloves off his hands handing them to her. 

“Oh Peter, no I can’t.” She laughs. 

“What kind of friend would I be if I let you lose a finger from frostbite the first time we hangout?” He laughs sliding his gloves onto her hands as they walk. (Y/N) bursted into a laugh, wiggling her hands into the gloves feeling gradual relief from the cold. 

“Not a very good one I guess.” 

A friend, they were friends. That was nice to hear and she didn’t even have to try and impress him.  

“Exactly.” Peter laughed, nudging her playfully with his shoulder. (Y/N) pushed back smiling. The two walked shoulder to shoulder the rest of the way home, talking about anything that came to mind. 

“You are so wrong.”

“I am not, the sequel is way better than the original! It’s like the perfect sequel.”

“Sherk will forever be the best in the series. It's the original.” Peter laughed as they neared their homes. “Besides, you're not allowed to talk about a perfect sequel because you haven’t seen a single Star Wars movie.”

“Oh that fact about me really hurt you didn’t it?” She laughs 

“It did. I’m gonna have to have you watch them all with me.” 

(Y/N) nodded, having already agreed to the several day movie marathon. The familiar voice of her mom pulling her out of her conversation with Peter. “I just really hope she had a good first day.” Her mothers worry was evident in her voice, Peter put his arm out to stop her from walking up the steps of the house. If they stood still long enough the guardians would acknowledge them on their own.

“I’m sure she did perfectly fine. The way you talk about her I’m sure she made plenty of friends.” Another woman's voice answered, the woman passed off a hot cup of something to (Y/N)’s mother. “Besides, Peter has been really excited to meet her. I’m sure they’ll be the best of friends.” So that was the ‘Aunt May’ Peter had talked so fondly of. 

“Ben Parker you be careful up there! You slip and fall and you'll ruin the whole holiday.” May fusses watching Ben as he hangs Christmas lights for the new neighbors.

“I told him I had it and he didn’t need to bother.” Bella, (Y/N)’s mother, responded as she sipped on her mug. “Oh you are fine sweetheart, he’s just stubborn. But between him and Peter I am going to have to be committed to the psych unit.” May laughs. 

“Ouch, May!” Peter laughs, breaking the pair's silence. 

“How long have you two been there? You two are gonna catch a cold.” 

Peter snickers, ushering (Y/N) up the steps first, and then following her. “Long enough.” (Y/N) laughs, bundling herself up next to her mother on the bench who takes her under her arm. Peter reaches out for May’s cup of hot chocolate to take a sip.

“Peter Benjamin Parker, where on earth are your gloves?” “Oh I misplaced mine and he was kind enough to give me his.” (Y/N) says, sliding them off her hands handing them to him. 

“Keep them, I have plenty. I got a pack of ten for the first night of Hanukkah.” He smiles. May and Bella traded a smile that held a certain knowing before looking back at their children. 

The bitter cold of New York never really seemed to leave, the holiday season came and went. Christmas break lasted longer than planned, a huge snow storm blowing in after the New Year got school called off for a week after they were set to return. Which meant longer nights for (Y/N) and Peter to hang out. 

“You’re really bad at this game.” Peter quipped as he threw the controller down with a laugh. (Y/N) looked at him faking offense, she rolled her eyes and sipped the soda that sat beside her on the floor. “I told you I can’t even skateboard in real life, let alone in a video game.”

“You can’t skateboard in real life because you do well to walk up a flight of stairs.”

“Yeah you’re one to talk! You ate shit going down the ramp yesterday.”

“I meant to do that.” He laughs getting close to her face with a laugh. 

“What bloody your nose?” 

She took the opportunity to admire his features, he had already changed so much in the month they had been hanging out. May had Peter trade his glasses for contacts being unable to fix the damage done the last time. His hair had grown a bit, and seemingly got darker and his cheek bones grew more prominent. She wondered if he had noticed the changes in her well. But one thing neither of them caught was the way they had begun to look at each other. 

As the months continued they grew more oblivious. (Y/N) never saw the way Peter’s stare lingered too long, she never caught the lingering touches when they hugged goodbye for the night. She paid no mind to the way he'd collect hair off her face while studying for Midtown High entry tests. These were what she thought were friendly gestures, because they followed her own pattern of behavior to him. Her eyes admired him in everything he did. She would always be the one cheering him on at the skatepark, rushing to his side when he’d get hurt. They were each other's person. 

It was summer now, and the heat wave was grueling. She almost missed the cold of the winter months, but during the winter she could never be doing this. Lying out in a tent with her best friend in her tiny backyard, looking up at the stars. 

“Are we always gonna be best friends?” It was an innocent question, but it held their future in it.

“What?” Peter laughs looking over at her. “Of course we are always gonna be friends.” 

“It’s just that high school is gonna be so different. We might have different class tracks, and what if we get pulled in different directions?”

“Never, and do you know how I know?” Peter asks rolling over to look at her. “Because Flash is still gonna be an asshole and he’s going to still ridicule us so much that we will be too embarrassed to find friends outside of one another.”

(Y/N) laughs, raising her eyebrows. He was right, as sad as it was, he was right. While it was true there was another truth too, deep down (Y/N) wanted to be more than his friend. Their eighth grade class already assumed they were dating for the most part. They walked everywhere together, they sat together at lunch, where partners on any project they could be. She wanted to actually be his girlfriend, but this was just a school girl crush and it would pass. 

“It’s nice to have a friend like you Parker.” She smiles, laying her head on his shoulder looking back up at the stars. Peter’s lanky arm wrapped around her holding her close as he lost himself in his head.

Both laid there, wondering what will be of them in three years time. 

#tasm!spiderman x reader #tasm!peter imagine #tasm fic #tasm andrew garfield #tasm peter x you #tasm peter parker #tasm #peter parker x you #peter parker x fem #peter parker x self insert #peter parker oneshot #the amazing spiderman #andrew garfield x female reader #andrew garfield spiderman x reader #tasm peter parker x reader

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PJO Episode Rankings

Episode 4: I Plunge to My Death

Episode 8: The Prophecy Comes True

Episode 5: A God Buys Us Cheeseburgers

Episode 3: We Visit the Garden Gnome Emporium

Episode 2: I Become Supreme Lord of the Bathroom

Episode 1: I Accidentally Vaporize My Pre Algebra Teacher

Episode 6: We Take a Zebra to Vegas

Episode 7: We Find Out the Truth, Sort Of

Key:

Good — Okay — Nope

My Thoughts:

Episode 4: Probably the only episode with a monster/fight scene I really liked and thought was well done. It was drawn out just enough that tension was raised. Even knowing what was going to happen, my heart was racing the whole time. Loved the Percabeth convo on the train when they should be sleeping. I feel like maybe that will be the callback they make when we get to the stables scene maybe? I really loved the addition of having the Arch as a temple to Athena. Loved the splashing Percy with water scene. Echidna was fabulous. Percy switching with Annabeth? Chefs kiss 😘

Episode 8: Ares fight was good. My only complaint was we never saw Percy develop water powers throughout the whole season so the wave comes out of nowhere without knowing his thought process behind it like we see in the books. I wish we got Ares cursing Percy because I truly believe the moment his sword fails him is end of MoA when he cannot use his sword to save Annabeth and cut the web. I’m sure there’s other ways to show how gut wrenching this is but I’m going to miss this when we get there. Also, disappointed there was no free appliance give away scene on the news but it didn’t seem like Gabe had a job in the show so I guess that wouldn’t have worked out anyway. Luke scene didn’t play out how I hoped but it was still a gut punch and having Annabeth be there was a fantastically angsty decision I’m loving.

Episode 5: This episode was Percabeth perfection honestly. Live laugh love Percabeth. The whole Grover and Ares thing was cool but also threw me off because I honestly don’t think the writers got Grover’s personality right. Aryan’s doing a great job acting what he was given, but book Grover would not be having this conversation. Not a huge fan of having Hephaestus present in this season, but I understand they had to figure out a different storyline because they couldn’t animate the spiders.

Episode 3: Bickering between the trio was great. I liked the consensus song. Loved the Medusa change. One problem. It was very sudden that they switched to trying to kill Medusa after Percy went to all the trouble to defend her and the episode painted her as a victim. It didn’t feel right to me. I think we could have explored that more and worked towards a shift in not trusting her anymore. Y’all could have shown the head too. Like it’s okay. Guarantee, middle schoolers can handle it. Also, we needed longer fight scenes. Draw it out, get my heart pounding because I’m so nervous about what happens next. Please.

Episode 2: Capture the Flag was a great scene. I guess there was one other episode with a well done fight scene. I think Clarisse and Percy’s fight was paced pretty well and it seemed realistic enough. I do wish the scenes with Luke showing Percy how to sword fight were before this because we don’t really get an explanation for why he’s suddenly pretty good at fighting.

Episode 1: It was a good start. I wish we focused more on Yancy and Nancy as Percy and Grover’s bully. I was hyped to see this played out and then Nancy got like a minute of screen time. There was a lot of exposition in this episode which is fine and expected but I feel like there was maybe too much? Some of the explanations could have happened in the next episode. Minotaur and Dodds fights were very anticlimactic. I was getting so hyped for the Minotaur fight and the second my heart started racing the Minotaur was beaten. Like… draw it out more. Build the tension.

Episode 6: We did not need Hermes. Didn’t need him. This episode humanized the gods a little too much and that’s not how this works. The gods are supposed to be deadbeat douchebags. They aren’t coming across that way. Also. Too much telling, not enough showing. Didn’t need to know it was the Lotus Eaters who ran the place. Let it play out please!!! That’s how you get suspense. If you let these scenes play out more then you wouldn’t have to force some tension by making the Solstice pass.

Episode 7: Easily the worst episode. All telling, no showing. Crusty was too easily beaten. Cerberus eating Grover was so stupid and unnecessary. Again, Grover was very ooc (all season but especially this episode). The pearl should have rolled into Tartarus. That would have been much more devastating. They also don’t even name Tartarus? As far as I can remember anyway. Like, obviously I know what that pit is but I read the books. Would you know what the pit was if you hadn’t read them? Hades was not giving god energy. Percy notes in the books that he was the only one to give off a godly vibe. I am coming around to his portrayal but I’m still not totally sold. Percy shouldn’t have figured out Kronos so quickly. Again. All telling, no showing this episode. Let us watch him put the pieces together. It’s not that hard, I promise.

Other Notes:

I wish Hades palace and Mount Olympus actually looked identical like in the books. Sad not to see that.

On the note of Hades being the only one to appear godly to Percy, I wish we could have gotten the gods fire eyes stuff. That was so cool in the books. And I wish the gods were made to look slightly bigger. Like seven foot maybe? Just slightly bigger so they tower taller than the lowly demigods, but also not totally out of proportion of a real human. The gods all appeared so… small. I liked Luke’s small, scary things get crushed speech and it would have been so in line with that to see very tall very big gods. Like, Hades’s throne room should not dwarf him. And it did. He was an ant and Percy and Grover were slightly smaller ants.

Anyway, these are all my thoughts for now. Probably will have to go back through and rewatch again to see if my opinions change.

#riordanverse #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson #annabeth chase #grover underwood #walker scobell #leah sava jeffries #aryan simhadri #percy jackson show #percy jackson series #percy jackson disney+ #luke castellan #hades pjo #ares percy jackson

[frenchiefried]

The lord somehow protected me and Vegas and I’m just thankful lmao.

Real talk tho to my ed friends/Ana/whatever:

Las Vegas was really fun for everyone. No one was pressured to eat. Lots of walking to be done. I can’t wait to weigh myself to see what my results are from this experience.:

COOL TIPS FOR LAS VEGAS ED/ANA BUDDY SYSTEM(and honestly good advice for anyone who needs to use the bathroom a lot and need a lot of water)

Las Vegas has a lot of bathrooms which is very nice. People are nice to show you/point to the proper place.

Omg LAS AGUAS FRESCAS UWU: ok if you want a non-alcoholic drink I recommend ordering something called “an agua fresca”, they sell them in cans at convinience/pharmacy stores. They sell them in the mall. Just look around.

AVOID OLD VEGAS LIKE THE PLAGUE!!!! Here is a screenshot I took of the area. It’s ok to walk through and enjoy the pretty lights and loud music. That area is circled in red so show of the general area to be cautious in(and don’t buy drinks there omg they suck i swear just wait till your next place). The area I circled in Green are like some safe child friendly areas. Like that one donut shop near mc Donald’s and some place called “The container store”(if you ask the consierge they’ll be able to point you to the proper place!)

Owo legit tho thank god I was with my family the whole trip we went to some wild places and I’m.

Lessons learned: use the buddy system in Las Vegas ALLLLL THE TIEM!!! safety in numbers uwu.

Also u can’t stop hyping up Omega Mart located at “area 15”. It’s pricey but my goodness worth the $200 for 5 people.(and children can have fun toooo!)

#ana buddy system #ed buddy system #disability buddy system #neurodivergent buddy system #196

[kaownah]

finally finished kinnporshe, and tbh im sad bc i wanted so badly to absolutely love it but i have so many mixed feelings

just some thoughts:

bad stuff first

1. i really did like the show up until around ep 6-7, then things just slowly (then very quickly) started falling apart tbh

2. lots of pacing issues, some plot holes, predictability

3. was i supposed to care about kim/chay at all? like? chay’s obsession with kim was so goofy and their chemistry was nonexistent like what a horrendously pointless plotline tbh they should’ve just cut the couple all together it literally added nothing (give jeff something with substance please i beg)

4. speaking of chay... barcode’s acting.... um. chile anyways so

5. i loved kinnporsche’s dynamic but then after they got together they totally fell flat and were like every other mediocre 2d couple i’ve seen in less hyped bl’s like... where did that fun dynamic go

6. why was everyone so stupid for most of the second half? where was the common sense? tankhun of all people was really the one with the most common sense tbh he said “why are you all suddenly becoming stupid” and he meant that

7. there so much hype for vegaspete, i was SO excited for them going into this and? all we were given was torture, a sort of stockholm syndrome, then pete left. i have some qualms about bible’s acting too (it took him a while to find his footing but he wasn’t bad later on, i’d say the tail end of pete’s captivity onward he got substantially better). with the relationship, not enough happened to justify pete’s feelings for vegas. i can kind of see why vegas feels how he does for pete, although it feels very shallow and like he is far too dependent on pete, considering literally the only reason he didn’t shoot himself was bc pete came back. as for pete... i just don’t buy the whole starting to love vegas while being held captive/tortured, just bc he felt bad for him regarding his dad? idk

8. by the end watching it felt like a chore... idk i just wish the energy and spirit and quality of the first maybe 5-ish episodes stuck around bc everything after that was just. boring. flat. predictable. kinda cringe-y at a lot of points

9. character development was really there at first and then it’s like it was too much work for them bc they just seemed to drop it at a certain point and personalities just started completely being drained out of everyone

10. this is a small random thing but it kept bothering me... people would have their guns out and trained on someone, and then gave that person enough time to slowly, VERY visibly get their guns out so there could be a showdown? like what’s the point of having your gun trained on someone if you’re gonna allow them to point one back??? shit made no sense lmao

11. unrealistic fights... tbh this isn’t just kinnporsche, it’s a big theme in action genre in general, but like.. wym everyone has guns and aren’t shy in shooting until the mains get close, then suddenly they’re given enough time to take out massive groups one by one bc the enemies just... let them. plenty of instances of characters taking down a baddie and then just standing there before the next guy comes up, which would’ve been ample time to get shot, but the baddies are just like nah let’s fist fight :) i understand plot armor but at least make it make sense

honorable mention: i know subtitles aren’t production’s fault so i’m not going to fault them for this but. holy shit. who was subtitling this, they were absolutely godawful ie. changing curses into ‘fudge’, ‘frick’, etc (are we six? why can we see murder and violence but curse words are where lines are drawn), and grammar being butchered

okay i know i listed all these negative points, i will say that the show wasn’t a COMPLETE flop. some positives...

1. apo was great. i loved the little mannerisms he gave porsche, the physicality of him, just overall i really enjoyed his acting

2. build was also consistently good. for most of the series, he wasn’t given as much to do, but he really was a standout particularly at the end of the series (that tub scene was a shining light in a show that otherwise had dulled by this point) and pete’s journey was actually interesting but imo we just weren’t given enough time with it

3. i know vegaspete was a negative but i will say that there could be some positives there. they could have a very interesting dynamic if were given enough time with them and really got to the root of their motives with each other. i MIGHT be interested in having a story about them, but i’d be really wary about the story going in the same direction as kinnporsche (initially interesting before turning into something kinda boring)

4. the theme song. THE THEME SONG. A BOP. it’s such an earworm omg it’ll be stuck in my head for months

finally.. the final ep. this one really can’t go into the negatives or positives. on one hand, this episode finally marked a massive uptick in quality after so many boring eps. not only was it unpredictable as hell, but we finally got our characters finding their personalities again, common sense made a return, and we ACTUALLY got some mafia activity. i signed up for a show with gang/mob plotline, and it felt like we had lost virtually all of that for the second half of the series. why couldn’t we have had quality like this in pervious eps? i’m not saying there had to be a shootout in every episode, but something with psychological meat. with that being said, i think they kind of overdid the plot twists in the finale. it was one after another after another of shit going down and pasts being revealed and characters kind of going batshit, that it really started to get ridiculous by the time porsche’s mom and korn were revealed to still be alive. korn’s reasoning for everything that happened was so silly that it really made me pause the ep entirely just to be like... are you fr? really? goofy stuff. also, throwing in the casual mention of sexual violence against one of the show’s only women as a reason for angst for the male characters was so beyond lame and unnecessary. idk how i felt about the whole porsche being head of the minor family, it was fine ig. overall, the final ep really gave me whiplash

idk i’m just so sad bc at this point 99% of the super super hyped thai shows i go into at this point i wind up being disappointed in?? and i want so badly to bc the ones that hit REALLY hit. but they’re just so rare. idk like japan has completely taken over in terms of quality imo, i really don’t trust thai bls anymore atp which is sad bc even the ones that are finally taking a step away from the insanely overused tropes wind up boring or poorly written in the end 

anyway just my opinion let me wallow!!

#kinnporsche #negativity tw #i wanted so badly to love it im so sad #it's literally been a year since it came out so no one cares but let me rant!!! #anyway #let me finally watch the last episode of our dining table to get me in a better mood

[gaykey]

i don’t get if im not getting what happened in this episode or if all that has actually happened in the episode made exactly zero sense??? how the fuck is kinn going to say that he was going to porsche to talk about tawan working for vegas when they have a whole scene with them pointing guns at each other and then kinn doesn’t say shit to him and lets him go without any explanation whatsoever??? and how did a mess like tawan manage to escape the main house with the help of one person alone when the house is supposed to be packed with security (especially considering they are in fact checking if he’s working with vegas as they suspect, so it’s really fucking crucial to keep an eye on him)???? and what kind of stupid shit is kinn talking about with his “i feel like I’m forgetting something” like he didn’t considered out loud the risks pete was going to take infiltrating the minor family??? how are you going to forget the whole reason your half baked potato plan even worked??? AND WHY THE FUCK DID THEY NEED TO KIDNAP PORSCHAY, CONSIDERING PORSCHE WAS ALREADY WITH VEGAS SO IT’S NOT LIKE THEY NEEDED TO LURE HIM SOMEWHERE SOMEHOw?!?!?!?! Honestly im so baffled… nine almost perfect episodes and now im wondering what am I supposed to expect next…

Also:

1) not kinn actually demanding apologies after the whole shitshow was kinda his doing??? The lack of self awareness?????

2) bible’s acting was so fucking good… he manages to be so deranged but also so delicate??? I don’t know, it’s impressive to the point of being creepy

3) im sorry but I don’t get the vegaspete hype

idk, it all made sense to me? i loved this episode.

like, maybe because i am a self-proclaimed kinn girlie, but his choices, though not ideal, made sense for his character and situation.

heads up, my kinn defender cap is firmly ON.

he said he was on his way to talk to porsche, but, at that point, porsche had already been broken out of the cell by vegas, and had had a fight with pete.

what could kinn do at that point? he can't just lock porsche back up like he didn't just do all that and risk making tawan suspicious and fucking up the plan.

also, that again would make him look weak. porsche knowingly left with vegas and attacked his friend (pete) and kinn just what? overlooks that? he has appearances that he must maintain at all times and he's trying his hardest to balance that along with his relationship with porsche.

he's doing what he thinks is best for everyone.

the small thing kinn could do in that moment, before more guards arrive and all hell breaks loose, was lower his gun, showing porsche he trusts him.

and yeah OK, tawan escaping right under their nose was a bad move on their part - but like, there was a lot going on, to be fair, and this dude has cheated death numerous times. i'm sure he can give a few bodyguards the slip.

AGAIN HE'S HAD A BUSY DAY JFHFHDJSJS

yeah no, i did say, has no one remembered that pete had a whole secret mission that was crucial to the entire mission and had not been seen since?

he's not dumb though :( he's relieved to have his lover back with him safe, and mourning the loss of a loyal bodyguard - he's not functioning at full capacity atm.

ummm the kidnapping of chay was clearly all tawan? like vegas explicitly says that wasn't part of the plan. you can see he's pissed when they go to porchse and chay's house and realise he's not there.

tawan is not in his right mind, and he's making rash decisions out of? anger, fear, desperation? decisions vegas definitely NOT ok.

chay was never meant to be there.

1. was he demanding apologies though?? like, i saw that scene as kinn mainly trying to break the ice and get porsche talking to him again. i don't think he actually felt porsche needed to apologise. his tone is playful and his face has a softness to it. he's also trying to explain to porsche in that scene, why he did what he did.

this is just a teeny bit off topic but it's relevant - but kinn has a history and not being able to deal with certain emotions and shutting down. he's not good at saying what he means and feels outright - he needs time to work up to certain interactions. but he says and shows his feelings in other ways. you need to look underneath the surface a little to get his true meaning.

which makes it actually super intriguing that you interpreted that scene so negatively. like, the way some of y'all perceive kinn's actions and reactions is so off i feel.

2. yeah bible is amazing. the way he plays vegas is just, perfect. he's so good at making the way people fall for and trust him so believable whilst also maintaining that unsettling aura he has - so even though his actions seem pure, you just know somethings off with him - is mwah! superb.

like, it'd be so easy to go over the top with vegas, and head into campy comic book villain territory, but bible makes vegas seem like a realistic villain. someone tou could imagine yourself meeting and being drawn in by.

idk like, he's just captivating to watch tbh

3. hm. a controversial opinion.

ok, so i only know about the bare minimum when it comes to novel vegaspete, but what i have heard......i don't like it? or get it?

now, with show vegaspete, with what we have so far? i can see the hype. i can understand it.

that's probably mostly down to how amazing bible & build are (like, i'm honestly just looking forward to the both of them acting their fucking arses off in a scene together). i'm super super intrigued to see how they adapt it.

but, the way some people are like? going so hard for them based on the novel alone has me......just, kinda side eyeing a little ngl.

we'll see what happens with them though. i have a lot of faith in the show, and i think they'll do a really good job.

so yeah, in my opinion - absolutely stellar episode. one of my faves in fact. 🤷🏾‍♀️

#phew! this was long! #kinnporsche #kinn #vegas x pete #ect ect.

[seriost]

Getting to know your BL mutuals - 2022 Edition

Simple, answer the questions. @ some people. Include the tag 'g2ky BL mutuals 2022' on your post so we can find everyone's answers!

What has been the BL that took you by surprise this year?

Ghost Host Ghost House. I had seen a few mentions of it as an upcoming BL but no one had really been hyping it up or talking about it much. I decided to give the first episode a chance and I fell immediately in love. In love with the quirky plot, the adorable and funny characters, and just the overall vibe. The chemistry between the two mains is surprisingly good and Kawin’s family?? So cute. I highly recommend you go run and see it. It’s on Gagaoolala.

(Honorable Mentions - Roommates of Poongduck 304, About Youth)

What has been the BL that you felt a bit disappointed with this year?

A few. Check Out, Fahlanruk, and Coffee Melody. Check Out - I mean, wasn’t everyone disappointed? We all had such high hopes for that one and it was a hot, crazy mess. I will say the mains had decent chemistry though. Fahlanruk - everything about this one drives me crazy - their awkward chemistry, the toxicity with no growth, the one-sidedness of their relationship kills me (I mean, why does he always have to punch him???). For Coffee Melody - I waited so long for Pavel’s return - he was so great in 2Moons2. This was the dryest, most boring show ever - it was like watching paint dry, but I hung in there for Pavel. I feel like Pavel could still be great but with different writing and directing. 

What has been your favourite BL this year?

Without a doubt, I’m all in for Love in the Air. It destroyed me. Payu/Rain knocked my previous favorite pairings right off the pedestal. I bow down to their chemistry and sweet love story. I’m a puddle of goo on the floor. I will never recover. Let the fanfiction writing commence.

(Honorable Mentions - Semantic Error, The Eclipse, My Secret Love)

Favourite BL couples (not just of 2022)?

Payu/Rain, Vegas/Pete, Ming/Kit, Leon/Pob, Gitae/Chisoo, Shi Lei/Yu Zhen, Pete/Kao

If you had to suggest a BL for someone what would it be?

Well, it would depend on the person & the type they were looking for...

Love in the Air, KinnPorsche, Secret Crush on You (for those hard stans)

Then for the rest...

History 3 Trapped, Be Loved in House: I Do, Gaya Sa Pelikula, His, Mr. Heart, Second Chance, We Best Love (either one), Long Time No See

What's your non-BL favorite for this year?

Extraordinary Attorney Woo - what a fun and interesting ride that was.

So who wants to go next? Tag as many or as few people as you want.

I’ve only recently reengaged in Tumblr - spent more recent years on Twitter, Insta, and ao3. So, I’ll just pick a few people and see what happens!!

@honey-and-diamonds @negrowhat @talibaozibang

Thanks for picking me, @massxhysteria - this was fun

#g2ky BL mutuals 2022

[consoledacup]

Four episode picks from s4 & 5? Damn you really love Jordayla, I’m down bad for Spelivia, but I can't bring myself to choose any favorites from s4 (their happiest season) because the eps as a whole, all arcs involved were kinda disappointing. My favorite episodes and i think most of the best episodes of the show are definitely behind them, everything in 3a was planned and executed to perfection. Vegas ep will go down in teen drama history, the s3 cabin ep was the best execution of everyone being together, while messiness ensued. I agree with Cotillion. Even the ep after with Spencer in the hospital is up there. Season 1 finale with the championship game was probably the most hyped I’ve gotten for football on this show and it served as a great full circle moment to wrap up s1. And ofc 2x07, no explanation necessary. When the show focuses on the heart of the story, it is fundamentally at its best. I love shipping and I’ll definitely enjoy scenes when they come, but I don’t think I’ll ever place it above good story-telling, which was the best thing about the earlier seasons of All American.

I’m holding out hope that 5b can give us some old school All American with a renewed college rivalry. Spencer and Billy, potentially on the same team again, and the Coastal gang of Jordan, Asher and JJ, like Crenshaw vs Beverly. Jordayla’s angst may be the end to their secret, they’ll probably let everyone know sooner rather than later. I personally think Jordan’s frustration with being a secret may push Layla to tell, even though I would prefer if it was on her terms. And the building blocks are in place to rebuild Spelivia, the friendship before they even started dating is what I hope we see before they reunite, just being there for each other as friends first. Preach and his daughter, coop and her law pursuits, and the patience/clay/layla/gia/record label are all side arcs that the show could do without imo.

Anon, I love Jordayla!

Love EVERYTHING Spelivia in 3A. That forbidden lovers/angst was just intense. And Vegas was such a good episode. Really loved that cabin episode, but I also loved the s4 cabin episode! Especially bc it led to the adults having their own shenanigans, which I always enjoy. 2x07 is a masterpiece, for sure. And 2x11 and the aftermath was so good. Honestly, 2x10 and 2x11 are great to watch together. I think my favorite football time was 4x20 because I was so proud of Jordan and loved seeing Spencer's comeback. And JJ scoring a touchdown and Asher covering for Jordan... all of it was so fun to watch! Billy, Liv, and Layla in the stands was fun, too.

I guess I'm more shipper-minded with this show which works for me. I also started watching the show live at the beginning of season 4, so I have more of a soft spot for the later seasons.

I do want to see Jordan at Coastal. And Billy will probably be at GAU, but it sucks because he insisted that he was in it for the long haul at Crenshaw. I understand that we're all expendable in some way in our professions, and we shouldn't feel guilty about following our career path. But geez Louise. He fought so hard for that position. We'll see.

Agree with you about Jordayla and Spelivia. I think that's exactly how the story is shaping up for both of them. And I don't think Jordan's frustrations and Layla's timing are mutually exclusive. The big thing is he's not pressuring her, and she's trying to be as open with him as she's able to. So here to see Spelivia rebuild their friendship and fall back slowly in love. They've always been such good friends. I'm with you about the side arcs, but I do enjoy Patience and her dynamics with Gia/Layla. And I want to see Layla succeed and thrive in her career. Could live without the daughter stuff and Coop and law.

#jordayla #spelivia #all american

[autisticempathydaemon]

Hi! I’m here for the redacted boy pairing, I saw it on your blog and honestly wasn’t going to submit, until I read the questions and thought that they were super fun, unique, and interesting! The song I’m fixated on at the moment is This is what Autumn Feels Like by JVKE. The lyric I always look towards too whenever I play it is “Love is like riding a bike, scary but then it’s alright. I got the hang of it, right?” Because I feel like it’s a pretty good analogy! And I definitely relate to always wondering whether or not you’re doing something correctly 😅. My Enneagram Type is 6 apparently (I took the test just now) and I’m an ENFJ if that helps. I don’t think I’ve ever gone out of my way to listen to a ‘gargantuan YouTube essay’ but I do enjoy hearing people ramble about their interests if that’s similar! My childhood imaginary friend was Lucy from Narnia, I used to imagine that we would go horseback riding and I would run away to Narnia with her and never come back. To fall asleep I usually stay up watching shows (current obsession is criminal minds) or doing things like that and then passing out, though if I can’t sleep I usually just count until my brain shuts off. I would love the name Adrianna. I just think it’s really pretty and it has a lot of nickname options! Which is one of the few things I dislike about my current name, there are like 2 things you can call me to shorten it and one of them reminds me too much of my dad for me to feel comfortable with people using it. I think my favorite audio is either the decorating for the solstice one with David (I’m feral for the way he explains it all and then goes out of his way to tell Angel that he doesn’t want them to feel left out and that they’re the most important part of his life!!) or the one where Vincent tells Lovely about the monarchal summit (oh the foreshadowing) and about his first time there (I think it’s called Cuddling with your Vampire bf but I could be wrong). The Redacted boys I don’t get the hype for but don’t necessarily hate are Ollie (sorry dude, I’m sure you’re sweet and all but it’s just not my cup of tea) and Vega (I do actually dislike him! Everyone talks about this one video of him in the imperium but I’m too scared to watch the whole imperium and no one has given me a clear answer on what video it is that he’s not a ass). I’ve read the Lunar Chronicles (highly recommend) so many times that I practically know them by heart. I have a soft spot for twisted Fairy Tales and LET ME TELL YOU THEY DO IT SO WELL! This may be an odd answer but I’d want Damien as my best friend. I feel like we have a lot in common and I love me a sarcastic but incredibly driven kinda guy, that’s how a lot of my friends are. I don’t have a go-to topic when I tired, but everyone can tell because I start giggling like crazy, as if everything is funny 🥲. My gas station drink is the Cumberland farms slushies, I would mix the blue and red to make purple. I’m a sucker for the Spotify daily mixes tbh, bc I don’t have premium and they offer me the most amount of control as far as changing the song, replaying it, and only listening to the ones that I want to, plus it’s curated which I very much enjoy. My guilty pleasure media is probably in part Redacted 😅 but also I enjoy SOME Yandere stories that I find on like fanfic websites. And I’m talking about like ‘log this person is so dedicated to you! How fun! 🤩’ I usually scroll past when it’s like an actually ab-sive situation or senario. I really enjoyed this thank you!! 😊

Sorry this is the same person who just submitted the last ask (the one with the imaginary friend being Lucy from Narnia) and of course after I submitted I thought of some extra to add 😭 sorry for the inconvenience, I just wanted to add that I’m an Aries and a huge swifty, have a good day!!

Hmmm, this is hard because I feel like ENFJs could really work so beautifully with a lot of people- at least, Redacted people. In the end, I decided to pair the Protagonist, the natural leader, with our favorite leader, David Shaw.

After all, ENFJs, Arieses, and Sixes can be summed up as confident, principled idealists, the kind of friend who takes charge and takes care of their own. You’d be a wonderfully extroverted contrast to David, the perfect mate of the pack Alpha. I also like David for you because Sixes tend to be motivated by a desire for stability and security in their lives, and… well, c’mon. He runs a security company. I need not say more.

In addition to the pun, there’s so many cute, little things that’d be charming about your life together. Criminal Minds marathons would be so fun with David; he strikes me as the type who can always guess the UNSUB, and he feels a strong kinship with Hotch. He wouldn’t really understand the Taylor Swift hype, but that wouldn’t stop him from pulling some security connections to get you killer seats when she tours close to Dahlia.

Song:

No matter where you are, I'll be there/ We can be the generation/ Who learns how to love/ Mistakes and empty promises/ Will never be enough/ So tear apart these giant hearts/ That beat inside us now/ Let's conquer the percentages/ And rise above the crowd/ And I won't let you fall (won't let you fall)

This song is one of the most down to earth yet romantic songs I know, and that’s why I like it for you and David. Fun fact, the duo who sings this are married, and this is the song they wrote and performed as their wedding vows. That’s the kind of heart-melting, ooey gooey lovey shit that I think suits David and his partner, because that man is a sap and not good at hiding it.

Runner-Ups:

Lasko, I like for you for two reasons. One, he could use a friend and partner like you, he needs it. Two, I can see him also being a Narnia kid growing up, so that’d be a really cute thing for y’all to bond over. Geordi, I also think could use a partner like you, but honestly he’s mostly a runner up because he’s my favorite Redacted boi to headcanon as a Swiftie.

note: it’s no inconvenience at all, lovey, you’re good 💚

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