#say goodbye to Atla you fucker

[marvelousartcatastrophe]

I’m sharing this again cause I desperately want it to gain attention otherwise I’m burning it with fire cause nobody wants it. In the case that that happens I will proceed to have a mental crisis over everything and then make a totally different thing and dramatically switch my account from mlb focus to mha focus and the only way you can stop me is by spreading the word about this fic to keep my miraculous content >:) 

#this is a threat #try me I dare you #fight me on this #by the way gloomy if you archive this or whatever to Reblog a fucking month from now I’m burning your house down the second I get back #i will crash a plane right into your house #say goodbye to Atla you fucker #live in fear #if you get your followers to Reblog this you will be saved #so chop chop mf #miraculous #mlb #miraculous rewrite #mlb rewrite #chat noir #ladybug #renarouge #carapace #love square #ladynoir #marichat #afrienette #marcnath #marcaniel #julerose #alyno

[rachetmath]

Ilia: Blake I want to come with you.

Blake: Ilia no. There too many of us and my dad needs you.

Ghira: Um… No I do not. She can go with you.

Ilia: Can I?

Blake: Well my team is full so-

Jaune: She can be on my team. If your down.

Ilia: Sure but-

Blake: Jaune, she’s a lesbian.

Jaune: Okay so. I have a sister who is lesbian. What does it have to do with her being on the team?

Blake: I mean your good on members.

Jaune: We have three people.

Blake: But-

Jaune: Oscar doesn’t count.

Oscar: *hurt*

Ilia: See Blake, I can go.

Blake: He’s a human.

Ilia: I can work with that.

Jaune: So can I. I do not discriminate.

Blake: Jaune has two reliable teammates, and I don’t want you to get in their way.

Jaune: No. No I do not. Do not believe her. You will make a great addition.

Nora and Ren: *hurt*

Blake: He’s just saying that cause he’s lonely and single.

Ilia: I’m lonely and single too. We can be like brother and sister.

Jaune: I am loving that energy.

Ilia: Look Blake if think I’m trying to flirt with you again I swear I changed.

Jaune: Hold up was she your first crush?

Ilia: Yeah.

Jaune: And she rejected you?

Ilia: Yeah.

Jaune: Same here. Weiss Schnee did the same to me.

Ilia: Really? Hold up did she-

Jaune & Ilia: Reject you for another guy who was a little better than you all because of looks? Oh same here.

Ilia: Wait your team is three what happened to fourth member?

Jaune: She died in the fall of Beacon. What lead you to join the White Fang?

Ilia: My parents died in mining accident.

Jaune: I am so sorry.

Ilia: Thank you. You’re really nice for a human male. No offense.

Jaune: Understandable.

Ilia: See Blake I can join.

Blake: Jaune is fine.

Jaune: No I’m broken inside. Please come with us.

Blake: Jaune!

Jaune: I will not be denied a partner damn it! Plus she looks like she got skills. What can you do?

Ilia: Well I can change colors depending on the situation.

Jaune: So you’ll be good with Ren.

Ilia: I have combat skills and electrical whip.

Jaune: Instant combo with Nora. Perfect. But…

Ilia: Can’t fight like the rest?

Jaune: How you know?

Ilia: I help some members build on their skills. But you seem fine. Plus, I’ll have your back.

Jaune: Please let her join.

Blake: No.

Jaune: Why?

Blake: We can’t!

Jaune: Why?

Blake: I don’t need to explain myself any further.

Ilia: You haven’t explained at all. You are dodging the question.

Blake: I am not.

Jaune: Then explain.

Blake: I don’t need to. Look Ilia’s staying here and that’s final.

Jaune: Can’t we settle this with a vote?

Blake: All those who vote think Ilia should not come with us say “I ”

RWBYNQRO: I!

Jaune: But that’s not fair!

Blake: Come on Jaune. *pulls Jaune away*

Ilia: *waves goodbye* Take care Blake. Bye Jaune. Good luck.

Jaune: Please come with me!

In Atlas:

Oscar: I want Emerald to join our team.

Yang: Fine.

Ren: We don’t have choice.

Nora: Not a bad idea Oscar.

Weiss: She’s seems legit.

Blake: Agreed. Ruby?

Ruby: She seems friendly unlike before. I trust her. Jaune?

Jaune: …. …. …

Ruby: Jaune?

Jaune: *deeps breath and releases* Mm. Mm-mm-mm.

Blake: Jaune-

Jaune: Fuck you. Fuck all you. I hate you all.

Blake: Woah Jaune calm-

Jaune: No! I wanted Ilia on this team but you all said no. But when Oscar brings back Emerald, who wronged us back in Beacon, all of sudden it’s, “Sure she’s in.” What the hell?!

Oscar: Jaune like I said before we need to trust-

Jaune: Mother fucker this bitch led to my partners death. To me she can die for all I care.

Nora: Jaune, you’re not the only-

Jaune: Speak for damn selves. I have no partner.

Oscar: But-

Jaune: I’m just babysitting you. You may be apart of this team, but not my team. You know what since it seem you and Ruby call the shots and want Emerald, I might as well quit calling it my team and call ya’ll team NERO. I’m the odd man out regardless.

Ruby: Jaune you can’t-

Jaune: Shut up Ruby!

Ruby: … … …

Penny: Um. Jaune?

Jaune: What Penny?!

Penny: I don’t have a partner.

Jaune: And?

Penny: Can I be yours?

Jaune: If we make it through this, sure.

In Vacuo, after Penny’s death Jaune decided to take drastic measures.

Jaune: Look, I hate you. And you hate me. But I willing to get you out this ceil if you behave.

Neo: *writing* Can I kill Ruby?

Jaune: No.

Neo: *writing* Can I at least fight her?

Jaune: You can throw hands with her but you can't kill her.

Neo: *writing* DEAL!!!

Blake: JAUNE!!

Jaune: Shut up!

#rwby #ruby rose #weiss schnee #Blake Belladonna #yang xiao long #JNPR #Jaune Arc #nora valkyrie #penny polendina #lie ren #Oscar Pine #emerald sustrai #ilia amitola #ghira

[iicewitch]

of frost and incantations

a gencore playlist. idea by @glitchedwitch​

listen: here on spotify

tracklist:

Seventeen by MARINA Drumming Song by Florence + The Machine Inexplicable by The Correspondents Wriggle by Cosmo Sheldrake Build God, Then We’ll Talk by Panic! At the Disco Policy of Truth by Depeche Mode Are you Satisfied? by MARINA What the Water Gave Me by Florence + The Machine Hermit the Frog by MARINA O my Heart by Mother Mother Under My Skin by Jukebox the Ghost & by Tally Hall Princess by tophamhatkyo Sticks and Stones by The Pierces Donut Hole by Hachi American Beauty/American Psycho by Fall Out Boy Volatile Times by IAMX Angry Sea by Mother Mother Guilty by MARINA No One LIvers Forever by Oingo Boingo Come Away To The Water by Maroon 5 and Rozzi Nobody by Mitski

important lyrics to me for each song under read more:

SEVENTEEN 

Could never tell you what happened The day I turned seventeen The rise of a king and the fall of a queen, oh

Never felt like a princess I used to kill myself in this dress That it was just how things Were meant to be Oh, seventeen DRUMMING SONG

But as the water fills my mouth It couldn't wash the echoes out But as the water fills my mouth It couldn't wash the echoes out I swallow the sound and it swallows me whole Until there's nothing left inside my soul As empty as that beating drum But the song has just begun

INEXPLICABLE

Inexplicably high Inexplicably low I think I know what I want, but I don't know where to go And all the while it seems that I'm living in my dreams I'm not in the know (Not in the know) No, not in the know

WRIGGLE

Say there, the jug or the hare? The lift or the stairs? Which will it be for you? How now, big brown cow? The bow or the bough? The spade or the plough for you?

But where will we go When the bell, it tolls for me? Both you and I know When it tolls, well, it tolls for thee

BUILD GOD AND THEN WE’LL TALK

Moonlighting aside, she really needs his money Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy

There are no... Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things

POLICY OF TRUTH

You'll see your problems multiplied If you continually decide To faithfully pursue The policy of truth

You had something to hide Should have hidden it, shouldn't you? Now you're not satisfied With what you're being put through

ARE YOU SATISFIED?

Sad inside, in this life Unsatisfied, praying Sad inside, in this life Unsatisfied, waiting

'Cause it's my problem if I wanna pack up and run away It's my business if I feel the need to smoke and drink and sway It's my problem, it's my problem if I feel the need to hide And it's my problem if I have no friends and feel I want to die It's my problem, it's my problem on how fast I will succeed WHAT THE WATER GAVE ME And oh, poor Atlas The world’s a beast of a burden You’ve been holding on a long time

Because they took your loved ones But returned them in exchange for you But would you have it any other way? Would you have it any other way? You couldn't have it any other way

HERMIT THE FROG

They call him Hermit the Frog He's looking for a dog Did you find your bitch in me? Oh, you're abominable socially You're just a little bit too much like me Yeah, I feel I'm watered down Whenever he's around I put on the crown of clowns And melt slowly to the ground When my heart just burst like a glass balloon I let it fly too high and it shattered too soon I was the wrong damn girl in the wrong damn room O MY HEART

Oh my heart, it's so damn so cold So damn cold

And I throw my heart into the fire 'Cause I want to set my heart on fire And I watch it try, befriending embers But the ice don't melt in mid-December

UNDER MY SKIN

I can fit two people under my skin Yeah, I can fit two people under my skin And I will prove it if you will listen You crawled up in there, you joined me within

Well, oh no, not a chance in hell Yeah, I've heard you sing, but it ain't too well Heartfelt, yeah,, you meant so well But your song's no good 'round here

&

You hate each other & you love yourselves It might be heaven & it might be hell Oh the things we do The things we say Oh the things we wish we could wash away Weak & Strong & Wet & Dry & Right & Wrong & Live & Die & Sane & Gone & Love & Not & All the &s that we forgot Princess Two-faced princess causing a ruckus in the community’s circle A psychopath wearing a harmless mask. It’s me! Tired of superficial love Don’t try to control me I’m not your fucking puppet! I have the wings of both an angel and a devil.

STICKS AND STONES

Sun in the sky I am stopping you from burning All we need is stars and moon Clock on the wall I will keep your hands from turning Or this night will end too soon

And I could tell you a witch’s spell But you just might blow your top Then you start to run just as I’m having fun And it’s awfully hard to stop

DONUT HOLE

Not knowing anything at all Well that won’t hurt you will it? Even still, it robs me of sleep. And if you found out I bet you’d laugh I can’t hope on, things that have passed So just give me a figure to bury for certain

AMERICAN BEAUTY / AMERICAN PSYCHO

You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out And as we're drifting off to sleep All those dirty thoughts of me They were never yours to keep, keep, whoa

Us, we were pity sex, nothing more and nothing less

VOLATILE TIMES

I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny

Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

ANGRY SEA

I don't want the same disease That everybody's got these days I don't wanna live that way I do not wanna live in pain

It's coming like a big freight train It's spreading like a wild flame You know it's coming all our ways So dig your dirt and make your grave Mamma save me, come on and vaccinate me

GUILTY

Guilty on the run, and I know what I have done Guilty on the run, and I'm never forgiven I was just a kid that you could not forgive because it's harder I was just a kid and all I really wanted was my father

Spent years singing to forget (To forget) I spent years singing "no regret" Then suddenly, it all becomes clear I've been sorry all these years

NO ONE LIVES FOREVER

No one beats him at his game For very long, but just the same Who cares; there's no place safe to hide Nowhere to run—no time to cry So celebrate while you still can 'Cause any second, it may end

COME AWAY TO THE WATER

Come away little lamb Come away to the water To the arms that are waiting only for you Come away little lamb come away to the slaughter To the one appointed to see this through We are calling for you We are coming for you

NOBODY

I just want somebody near me Guess I'm a coward I just want to feel alright And I know no one will save me

I've been big and small and Big and small and Big and small again And still nobody wants me Still nobody wants me

#aes #gene's fanmixes

[spartan2545]

SnowStorm: A Willow Schnee Fanfic

Description: Willow Schnee has lived too long as a broken woman. Jacques went too far this time, so she's going to fight back.

Rated T to be safe

Links: AO3  FF

This is Chapter 1(2K words), 4 chapters (7.6K words total) have been posted so far 

Weiss hadn't even told her she was leaving.

Let alone say goodbye.

She hadn't even noticed. Buried in the bottom of one bottle or another. Winter had told her.

What have I done to deserve someone who still cared?

None of it was a surprise. It had been this way for a long time.

Too long.

Willow looked at herself in the mirror. It was not something she liked to do, especially when the world was no longer mercifully blurred.

Her clothes were as pristine as one would expect of a Schnee, as her hair would be once she was done. After some deliberation, she had decided on a long braid like the one she once wore. But under it all, it was easy to find the broken woman. The blue staring back at her betrayed a shattered world.

The outfit was one she hadn't worn in a very long time, it was elegant as expected of her family, but more practical than her usual. It wouldn't look completely out of place on one of her daughters. Boots, fitted trousers, and a long tactical jacket. The white was accented by purple more than red and blue, in contrast to the rest of her family.

Not that she would have to do anything physical, but it gave her confidence. Some at least. Something that had left her years ago and had to be clawed back. Hopefully it would be enough.

On the table in front of her was the final piece:

Eisdunst; her backsword.

It had been years since she had seen it, let alone held or worn it.

It was from a different time, when she was a different woman.

When she had attended Atlas Academy. Before he convinced her stop, never to graduate.

When she left all of her friends, except James, who Jacque had also taken a liking to.

He had claimed that it was because it was dangerous and he couldn't bear the thought of her getting hurt. Willow now knew that that was a lie like so many others. It was just about controlling her.

Willow had loved that man. The suave young gentleman who swept her off her feet. He was always kind, offering any help that he saw she may need. He always offered to pay despite how much wealthier her family was than his.

Little things, like remembering which foods she liked best so quickly showed how much he cared she had thought. He could make her laugh, and unlike so many she had met, his joke were never cruel to anyone.

He treated her like person, more than any of the other suitors that had come not for her, but for her name.

Oh, how she was in love.

In love with the man he pretended to be.

It had been the best day of her life when he proposed, but not long after eclipsed by the birth of their baby girl.

It hadn't been long since her father had passed, so he offered to take up her position at the company, so she could spend more time with the baby. She only saw it as his sacrifice for her.

But that was when the cracks started to show.

Lies.

Decisions made behind her back.

A temper that she hadn't seen in the years she had spent with him.

The company had been no saint under her father, but now. . .

He always had an excuse, and she believed them at first.

Through two more children and almost two decades.

She still loved him.

But the fights got worse. He put everything into the company, and nothing to his family.

He gave nothing real to her anymore.

But underneath it all, she thought that there still was that man she loved.

Until that day. The worst day of her life.

How could he have said that? They were fighting, more common now than it ever had been but still. . .

And on Weiss's birthday.

"I never loved you"

But when he had said it, she knew it was true. Willow had seen this man lie for nearly half her life, and although he was very good at it, this man knew how to make the truth hurt even more.

It was that night she had started drinking.

She couldn't sleep without it. It was easier to blackout than to cry one's self to sleep. At least then Willow wouldn't be crying in her dreams as well.

It wasn't until a few months later she finally worked up the courage, and made herself see the world for the lie she had been tricked into living for too long.

She had found him in his office, as usual. And Willow finally told that man what she had wanted to for months. They were going to get a divorce and she was going to take her company, her children, and her name with her.

The smile, that had brought joy and made her heart flutter, now flushed ice through her veins. He was calm, he must have know this was coming. When that smile parted he made his threat, and she could tell it was not an idle one.

He would take the children from her

Drinking had gotten the better of Willow on a few occasions at public events. It had been very embarrassing, but she hadn't seen it as more than that. Now he was threatening to use it and everything else as evidence against her, maybe even have her committed.

Unless she stayed in line. Stayed out of trouble and pretended to be the perfect Schnee she had always been.

And so she did.

Drinking the pain away. A mother who was physically there, but only that.

She had had Klein put the sword away in a moment of clarity after an accident with a dinner knife showed she couldn't be trusted with it. And what if she left it somewhere and the children found it?

One of the few good things she did in the haze that had consumed her waking life.

Time, too much of it, passed in that fog.

Winter renounced her inheritance after following in her footsteps to Atlas, but finishing and joining the military.

Weiss wanted to get even farther away, so went to Beacon when her time came.

Willow was so proud of her daughters. They had stood up to the man that she couldn't and were thriving. One was one of the most promising young officers in the military. James was a good friend, but he would never have favoured her so except for her own merit.

All her life Winter had tried so hard to be the perfect heiress and daughter. But she could never do it; it wasn't who she was. Every failing had eaten away at her, it got so much worse when her mother wasn't there to support her.

One night, Winter had broken down after her anxiety had gotten the best of her yet again, and her father had made sure to reminder her that she was a disgrace for letting it happen. That night Willow had talked to her daughter, trying hard to be sober doing so, and helped her decide that her path was not to be the one set before her. But it could be one of her own making. That was the last time Willow did something she was proud of.

And then there was her little girl, whom she had watched from the prison of her own making, was finally happy, at least mostly. Weiss wasn't lonely; that sad song she had heard at night, the one that only made her drink more, was no longer true.

When Weiss first came home she tried to talk about it with her mother, and Willow could remember most of it. She seemed to deeply care about her team, and from what Weiss had said they cared for her too. Another team had been almost as close, not to mention a few other friends and acquaintances who she held in varying regard.

Even if the Fall caused more pain for it, losing some of those she honestly called friends and being ripped away from the rest.

That was really the only time they had really spoken, despite the months she was home.

Now they were both gone again.

Winter had told her some before being redeployed somewhere, trying to keep her mother not completely in the dark. Willow knew that her eldest could remember best when she wasn't this way, and probably still loved for who she was.

The younger two. . . May not. And she couldn't blame them.

She had overheard what and how her own son talked to Weiss. Just like his father. And with what Winter had told her it made sense. Now Whitley was heir.

What Klein had told her was the worst of all. He had been almost as angry as her, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

The man behind the mask had hit her before. When she had embarrassed him mostly. He made sure not to leave bruises where others might see them.

But that fucker had laid a hand on her daughter, her little girl.

And now, he couldn't threaten to take away her three children. Because two had already left because of him. And now she had to save Whitley from that monster.

Willow picked up the blade, her hand was shaking and not just because it felt heavier than she remembered: it has been a day since her last drink. Everything hurt and she felt sick, but now she needed her head clear, even if it did ache terribly.

Klein had kept her weapon in great condition, it wasn't sharp but still gleamed like she remembered. She checked the barrel on the back of the blade to make sure it wasn't loaded. She didn't want any accidents.

In the polished blade she could almost see the woman that she use to be.

Willow sheathed Eisdunst and affixed it to her belt.

The walk to his office was not a long one, but one she had not made for a long time.

She had been assured no one else would be around and no one else would be in the office. Klein really was one of the few friends she had left, and a better parent than she or her husband had ever been.

One final obstacle remained, the door.

Fears plague her, telling her to go back. The memory of the threats and every time she had failed were near consuming.

But she had come so far now, and the price of another failure was not one she could continue paying.

Willow slammed the door open, initially barely eliciting a response from the figure seated behind the desk.

When he looked up, there was first confusion. And not a small amount of displeasure.

And then he saw what she was wearing.

But most of all her eyes.

The fire that he had smothered long ago was ablaze again.

"Hello Jacques, we need to talk."

#willow schnee #rwby #rwby fanfiction #jacques schnee #weiss schnee #winter schnee #fanfic

[anxiousdepressedintrovert]

Otome Friday

The Royal Romance

-Guys I’m not ready

-I’m gonna fucking cry

-Here we go

-Soft waking up together

-At least they already put us in the bikini

-And we’re getting blindfolded

-No Blue Grotto? BOOOOOOOOOOO

-DAY DRINKING!!

-All this for free?

-OOOHHH

-Starch is essential

-Mother fucker! 

-”Final chance to spend a moment alone with Liam”

-*Flips table* FUCK

-Oh, only 15 diamonds but still!!!

-It’s cute though

-Outdoor sex, again. 

-Oh you kinky king

-A few weeks later on the eve of our honeymoon?

-Excuse me what?

-WE’RE GETTING CROWNED BITCHES!!! 

-Olivia’s invite said “no more than two concealed daggers.” Maxwell’s said shirt and shoes mandatory

-DRAKE’S SAID NO DENIM!!! 

-Bringing back the squid suit!

-Always dress the pupper

-Liam had a dress made!

-I was right! It’s coronation day!!

-Tiaras were free 

-we’re getting crowned!!!

-EVERYONE’S GETTING TITLES!! 

-All Guardian of the Realm!

-Riley Conners: Champion of the Realm

-I mean I guess...

-Making a Royal Council

-Olivia hugged Riley!!!

-UGH I’m dying!!

-Gladys!!!

-What?!

-The shade that is available! “Not gonna lie you kinda suck at your job!” holy hell PB went there

-Ew Neville

-At least he’s learned

-Ah Riley’s adopted family!!!

-So precious

-Maxwell wrote a book called “The Royal Romance” 

-NOT FUNNY

-Maxwell’s reward from Bertrand is being financially responsible

-I’m dying

-They better not be setting up Madeleine x Hana. I do not approve!

-Yas Hana stand up to your mother!

-Well, it’s a step in the right direction for Lorelai

-Is Godfrey ever happy?

-Like holy fuck dude, chill

-She has a position, basically Royal HR

-Madeleine better back the fuck up!

-Like, not ok. You faked an allergy!

-We get to check on the horse we bought. And the corgi, who I renamed Sir Tribble. And the red pandas. 

-Why are the red pandas in the stable?

-Olivia! Our friend!

-Kiara gets her dream! diplomatic liaison for the Council

-Ezekiel is gonna be a vet!

-I’m so proud of him!

-Penelope! My angel!

-She’s starting her own doggie fashion line! 

-And she and Ezekiel are getting married

-I love this so much

-Olivia getting that annulment 

-She’s touring her duchy to check on her people

-Like the soft Duchess she is

-She’s also making sure that there’s no more laws coming to bite them in the ass...again

-This is why you should keep royal pets next to you at all times

-They can sneak away

-I’m not a fan of this spooky music

-Oh good. He’s ok

-We get to lay down some rules with him. 

-Finding Liam last, cause that’s bae. 

-So...which throne is Riley’s? The embroidered one?

-Chose the “you don’t have to be strong” option and got my heart stomped on

-Ey, fuck you Madeleine

-We got to hug Olivia twice!

-Where the fuck are we going?

-One last Soulmate point

-UGH!!!!!!!! FUUUCCCCCKKKKK

-I’M CRYING!!!

Goodbye “The Royal Romance” It’s been wild

Veil of Secrets

-I wonder how this is gonna end. 

-They took the book 1 tag off

-So that’s sad

-Literally just saying goodbye 

-Judge Winters and Miss Harleny, nice

-Got to scold Duffy

-30 diamonds to stay with LI (Or Kate)

-BOOOOOOOOO

-I still did it

-Cause Flynn

Atlas Route

-Goodbye grumpy pilot

-Jaxon once again ruining good moments

-So we’re tracking Petros 

-And then ambushing him

-Nova’s spidey senses are tingling 

-So Petros commondeers the ship 

-But didn’t come to fight?

-BULLSHIT

-...it cost 25 hearts to shoot Petros...wanna guess what I did?

-Of course I shot him

-Atlas called Zella his girl!

-My heart!!!

-Sexual tension during a fire fight

-My fav

-Putting the empire guards out the airlock

-Atlas is proud. Just as I expected

-Motherfucker blew up my ship!

-Zella and Atlas being brilliant 

-Nova being badass

-Atlas has the opportunity, then doesn’t

-...I’d’ve pistol whipped him

-But that’s just me

-Tense relaxation

-Orion is proud

-Jaxon calls him Dad

-A soft moment with Atlas

-Time for sex

-OMG

-Not what I meant!

-We open with Jaxon trying to find out what Atlas is like in bed

-Jesus fuck 

-OMG Atlas wants to take her out on a date!

-This is the cutest fucking thing!!!!!!!!!

-OMG he asked Jaxon for help

-Omg i’m soft!

-Stargazing with Atlas? 

-Of course I said yes

-OMG trespassing

-He tells her about his namesake

-The CG we’ve all been waiting for 

-Then sex 

-Then finding a woman’s message to Atlas

-I swear to god!

JD Route

-That CG is blessed and cursed at the same time. 

-WTF is up with this summary?

-I don’t fucks with that

-Oh yeah, he last season ended with JD on fire

-Yay Ziva still has power as JD’s summoner

-Fuck you Lucy

-I called it! 

-JD is supposed to bring about the apocalypse

-....Lucifer is offering to make Ziva immortal and basically disown JD 

-ZIVA”S A WITCH

-Omg. Hikari learning basic decency

-There are counties in Georgia where JD can’t cook

-WTFH

-Awww JD is so insecure! 

-This hurts me.

-Like, they’re too precious for this bullshit

-Truth or dare with supernaturals

-I had to

-OMG

-Razi blushing is a gift

-Guys pick the truth or dare option!!

-the were-wife (who isn’t our wife in this route) is body curling JD AND ZIva

-Fuck me

-OMG JD is so cute!

-We’re turning down Satan. Which, let’s be honest is a good thing

-But we’re gonna get backed into a corner

-Formal fridays are back!

-WHICH MEANS WE GET THE DRESS!!!!

-Those long gams in a dress!!!!

-No one should look that good in a dress

-It’s illegal

-Ah yes, Diego’s formal black shirt

-and Mac’s flannel

-Razi let his hair down. 

-JD being cute again

-AH SUDDEN CRYPTID IS SUDDEN

-Oh good. She’s the stalker sort.

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