#‘how can HE date her. he reads and is an intellectual and look at her.’ do u fcuking HEAR YOURSELF??????

[taintedcigs]

hate HATE HATEEEE when an actor becomes popular and they babygirlify him to THE point of hating on his gf. and try to find a bunch of shit to hate on her??? like even if the said gf did bad stuff (which im not defending at all) what does that say abt your “babygirl” for still dating her?????🤔🤔🤔

#em talks #??? #bc if a women ever dates a slightly bad man his fault is put ALL on her #‘how can HE date her. he reads and is an intellectual and look at her.’ do u fcuking HEAR YOURSELF?????? #these are grown men!!!! they don’t need ur protection

[luveline]

hope my boyfriend's okay request.

hi!!! can I request hurt comfort or angst with spencer reid? maybe reader is just an ordinary girl, not that smart, not that pretty, or even a college drop out (like reader from honeybody) so she is kinda insecure when spencer being kind to her or even ask her on a date?

tysm♡

"Do you want to play?" Spencer asks. 

You're flushed before you open your mouth, startled by his sudden appearance and the new haircut he sports, curls locked back behind his neck. "Sorry, I just wanted to sit down." 

"No, I'm just asking if you want to play," he says, shaking the little briefcase he holds between his fingers to emphasise the rattle of the chess pieces inside. 

You've stolen his chess table again at the park. It's how you met, how you continue to meet —you want somewhere to put your book as you read and Spencer hardly ever makes you move, he just sort of sits with you until someone is in need of an opponent. 

"I don't know how. I don't have the smarts." 

Spencer sits down opposite you, placing the briefcase against the white and black chequered tiles. "Playing chess isn't about being smart. Being good at chess takes learned skill, though. It's like learning a language. Most people can say hello and goodbye if they try, but fluency comes with practice." He smiles at you like you're lovely and pretty and someone worth explaining this too, when you're worrying It's filtering out of your head like water through a sieve. Draining, draining, gone. 

"I don't even think I could remember hello and goodbye," you say. Your attempt to smile back at him is pitiful. 

His smile ebbs. "You're sure you don't want to play? I'd go easy for you." 

You curl the cover of your paperback in your hands, deliberating. Chess is one of those games that seems never-ending. It's full of manoeuvres and techniques, openings, closings, all these learned combinations, strategy like nothing you've ever been able to comprehend. You've never wanted to learn because you know you won't be good, even if you try. 

"Okay," you say quietly. "I really won't be any good." 

Spencer shrugs and begins to retrieve the small wooden chess pieces. "I usually win anyways."

"Have you ever, um, competed? Like the grandmaster things?" 

"No, but I had a friend I competed against for a long time. We played a lot of games. He was better at winning, despite my advantage." Spencer arranges your pieces with care. "Do you need me to teach you the opening moves?" 

He explains slowly. When you need help, he gives it, and he doesn't lord it over your head. It's a little shameful seeing the difference in your intellectual capabilities displayed so clearly, and the longer the game goes on the worse you feel, even though Spencer lets you win. 

"You'll get better every game," he says, returning taken pieces to the board.  

"You want to play again?" you ask. "Come on, Spencer, that can't have been fun for you." 

"Why wouldn't it be?" 

"Because I'm a useless opponent? And I don't really have anything else going for me, either, so it must be boring." It's an awkward thing to say, self-deprecating and stilted considering you and Spencer aren't more than acquaintances. You regret it as soon as you've said it but the frustration of the situation sticks around. "I don't understand why you waste your time with me." 

"It's not wasted if it's with you." Spencer looks genuinely confused, shapely eyebrows pinching. "Is that what you really think? I like spending time with you, I don't need you to be a chess expert to find you interesting." 

"But there's nothing interesting,," you insist. 

"Of course there is…" He straightens a chess piece, gaze split between you and the board. "You don't have to say something from a journal for it to be worth saying. You know, I've had a thousand conversations this year, some of them with professors or academic experts, but," —he puts his hand, now finished with the chess pieces, over his elbow, meeting your eyes shamelessly— "the one I replay the most is from a few weeks ago, when you told me why you like to read in the park." 

"That was just small talk," you say weakly, though it hadn't felt small to you, and now you know it wasn't small for him either. 

"Then I guess I love small talk," Spencer says. "Do you want to play again? I'll teach you some good opening moves if you tell me more about you. Deal?" 

You nod hurriedly, and fail to hide a beaming smile. "Teach me the best one." 

"That's what I meant," he says. 

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid oneshot #spencer reid scenario #spencer reid drabble #spencer reid fic #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds fic #luveline's 40k party

[coryosmin]

University!Coryo having an obsession with reader who is Tigris’ best friend and a little older. He wants to prove that he’s more than just the ‘little Coryo’ she sees him as and fucks her until she forgets all about that 🥰

nsfw | mdni | coryo x reader | wrote this while almost falling asleep after taking melatonin so it literally makes 0 sense

coriolanus snow had always been slightly obsessed with you. he had always thought you were the prettiest girl he had ever laid eyes on. when he was a child, after his father passed away, he had been first introduced to you. before it was obvious that the snow’s no longer had money, you had come over for a play date with tigris at the ripe age of 8 while coryo was 5 and he was mesmerized by your politeness and beautiful hair. you were the one to include him in all the games you and tigris would play, exclaiming that “little coryo needs friends too.”

over the years, you had become his cousin’s best friend, the only person who knew anything of the snow’s situation. and the only person who would never do anything to jeopardize the family. coriolanus’s admiration of you never quite went away, even when his obsession with lucy gray was at its highest. however, he had begun to find it annoying that you still saw him as the little five year old coryo who just wanted to play with his cousin and friend.

he was twenty years old already, studying underneath dr. gaul at the university and making something of himself. he’s no longer the pathetic and naive little child that he once was. so the fact that you still saw him as such irked him beyond relief. he glanced at you from across the dinner table. you were sat next to ma plinth while coriolanus was sat next to tigris. on one end of the table was grandma’am while the other had strabo.

grandma’am had been asking for you to come over for dinner lately because you hadn’t been around as much. you had graduated from the university a year ago, when coriolanus had begun university. ever since then, you had been busy with your job, working as an event coordinator for the government and the games. so when you finally had a night where nothing was going on, you made sure to come over. and this coriolanus’s annoyance began.

strabo had been talking about how much of a remarkable young man coriolanus had become, having been sejanus’s best friend and all. and you had added to the conversation saying “little coryo has done quite a bit, hasn’t he?”. coriolanus was anything but little now. he was tall and his body was finally no longer malnourished. in fact, he can truly say that he is in really good shape physically. he had even grown taller. he looked like a man.

when the dinner had ended and everyone had gotten ready for bed, tigris made up the guest room for you and you gladly thanked her for allowing you to stay over. it was after almost everyone had fallen asleep when suddenly there was a knock on your door. you had just been sitting on the bed, reading a book when you heard the knock. “it’s open,” you called out softly.

the door handle turned before the door opened, revealing coriolanus in his beautiful silk pajamas. you smiled at the boy in front of you as he walked into the room and closed the door behind himself. “coryo,” you exclaimed, looking up at him. “what brings you to me at this late hour?” you teased.

coriolanus bit the inside of his cheek, refraining from just rolling his eyes. he genuinely liked you, don’t get him wrong. he found you to be not only an intellectual but also a very attractive woman. however, your behavior towards him never failed to annoy him. “you,” coryo began. “you need to stop seeing me as the child i once was,” he exclaimed.

“what?” you asked, tilting your head as you looked up at coryo.

he was stood at the edge of your bed, looking at you with his arms crossed. “you keep calling me little coryo and mentioning things that are from the past,” coryo said, rolling his eyes. “stop it.”

you laughed, unable to help yourself. “you came in here, late at night, just to tell me to stop calling you little coryo?” you asked in disbelief. “sweetheart, i apologize if it offends you but you’ll always be little coryo to me,” you added.

that sentence right there led to your head being pushed into the mattress as coryo fucked your cunt hard and fast. “‘little coryo’ huh?” he grunted as he pulled out, just to push his cock in harder, causing you to moan loudly into the pillow. “still think of me as little coryo when i’ve got you moaning into the mattress like a fucking slut?”

“oh my good,” came your muffled moan as coryo’s hips moved faster and harder. tears of pleasure pooled in your eyes as he fucked you, hitting your g/spot repeatedly. “so good!”

“yeah?” coryo leaned onto you, putting his body weight on you as he began to kiss your shoulders, his cock going deeper inside of you. “love having my cock inside of you, huh?” he asked in your ear.

“love it so much,” you moaned, “feels so good.” his cock kept thrusting into you, making your eyes roll back. coriolanus wrapped an arm around your waist while the other one held himself up on the mattress. he continued plowing into you, making you unable to think.

“you’re so wet,” he exclaimed breathlessly. “and so tight, taking me so well,” he moaned into your ear as you clenched around his cock. “should’ve fucked you sooner had i known you’d be this eager,” he teased.

you nodded your head. “yes,” you moaned out, “love your cock!”

it didn’t take long for the both of you to cum. you gushed around coryo’s cock while he came inside of you, pounding you through your guys’ orgasms. and when he finished, he collapsed beside you, breathing heavily. you both laid there in silence, taking in what had just happened until coryo finally broke the silence.

“will you finally stop calling me little coryo?” he asked, turning his head to look at you.

you looked at coryo with a lazy smirk, shaking your head no. “probably not,” you murmured.

coryo couldn’t help smirking back. “then i guess i’ll have to fuck you to remind you that i’m no longer little coryo,” he exclaimed.

“yes, yes you do.”

#minsasks #the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #thg #thg tbosas #tbosas #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow smut #tbosbas fanfic #tbosbas smut #tbosas reaction #tbosas imagine #tbosas x reader #tbsoas #tbosbas #tbosas smut

[accessible-tumbling]

Video description: The Quora site is displayed and the narrator, who has a British accent and is speaking quickly and excitedly, opens by reading from it: "My MacBook Air weighs 2.3 pounds. If I download more files on it, will it make it heavier?

"This is Quora," he continues. "A place where once grand intellectual questions would be mused over. But if you recall, 2 years ago we sadly bid farewell to our friend, Yahoo Answers, a place where those sorts of questions didn't happen, and in that time it seems many Yahoo users have made Quora their new home.

"Do chimpanzees get pregnant? Does anyone live on the sun? How high do planes fly when landing? What percentage of people are going to die? Do lesbians get periods?"

(A response to that question is read in a gruff tone:) "Oh, come on! Where the hell are you getting that question?"

"You are sleeping with your partner and suddenly realize that he/she is a ghost. What would you do? Are there werewolves in Texas? Why does the sausage have two ends? What happens to the time it takes to actually time travel into the past/future? Which hole does an actress push out a baby in a birth sense?"

(Another answer is read:) "She doesn't. She acts."

"I heard that in the Middle Ages, nobles used to wipe their butts with ducklings. Is that right?"

(Response, gruffly:) "No!"

"Is it true that pregnant women should not sleep during a lunar or solar eclipse as it may cause harm to the unborn?"

(Response:) "No. That's the dumbest thing I ever heard."

"Can I sue Germany for putting my grandfather in prison for 7 years in the second world war?"

(Response:) "No, no, no, no, no!"

"Can you think of a sentence that contains the words 'book' and 'crabs'?"

(Response:) "Well, yes, I can."

"Why does the 'bros' abbreviation for 'brothers' end in 's' instead of 'th'?"

(Response:) "Because that would spell 'broth'."

"Do rich people get embarrassed that their servants know what their stuff in the toilet looks like?"

(Response:) "This is a very weird question."

"What happens when we wash vessel and use it with water in which a lizard was dead? Is it poisonous? What can we do?"

(Response:) "Uhh..."

"Why does the United States promote homosexuality and not consider what happened in the petrified village of Pompeii?"

(Response:) "Wha…?"

"How can I have sex with Asia?"

(Response:) "Pretty sure you mean an Asian girl."

"Is Israel on the world map? Are the Irish really from Ireland? My son speaks Arabic. (in a panicked, shouting tone:) What do I do? Does India have airports?"

(Response:) "Putin came to India in 2014 swimming in the ocean. I have a photo to prove." (A flash of a picture of Putin swimming can be seen briefly at this point in the video.)

"Where do animals live? Why are things? What is my date of birth? Do you know a microscope? Real mathematicians (in all caps): I have 5 live cows and then I multiply them by 0. How then do you come and tell me that I end up with 0? Where did the 5 go? Which is larger: 0 or 2+7? Math math what is angle?

(Narrator comment: "I do believe this Quora user was intending to ask 'what are the names of the most powerful angels?' but…) What are the names of moist powerful angles? I'm an atheist who believes in God. What should I do? Why do atheists watch fiction movies? During airplane turbulence, how do atheists keep calm?"

(Narrator comment: "This question I could only find an old link for, even Quora went nowhere, not even, that is way too stupid:) How do atheists know what foods are 'sweet' versus 'sour' or 'bitter'?

"I am 11 and stand at 5 foot 2. Am I obese? Do celebrities fart? What's the meaning of a single white egg left at my door? (narrator's comment: that is weird.)

"My mom slapped her own bum in front of me what does that mean? Is this correct, 'similarvgbhujkljhgtyhujk'? Why is Zelda so 'thicc' in Breath of the Wild? Do demons always say 'I am a demon' when they are introduced? Is it possible to balance your entire body on your penis?"

(Response:) " Yes, but I'm scared of heights."

"I saw the cop the gay eating a raw bird in my backyard. What should I do?" (Narrator comment: "I became a bit obsessed with this question, it's so indecipherable and googled it for clues to find apparently there was much debate on the site about whether this was a weird autocorrect from 'cat'. Which word was supposed to be cat?")

"Can deaf people laugh out loud? Can deaf people do surfing? How do def people know what facial expressions look like and how they're used outside of American Sign Language (ASL)? If so, how do they learn about them if there's no way to see someone else make that face?" (Narrator comment: "I mean, I don't think there's any intelligent questions actually left on this site, is there? Who's asking 'Can music cause candle to light?' Obviously, no!")

"Do people still eat mashed potatoes? (Yes!) Can semen travel up your foot? (No,, it cannot.) Is the word 'stay asleep' alwasy spelled 'J'? (I don't even know what that means.) Do lobsters pee from their faces? (Uh, ugh, are you mad? Obviously no!)"

(Response:) "Yes, as others have pointed out, many crustaceans have two different types of excretory organs, both near the head. Usually only one is used, depending on the age of the animal. Lobsters and crabs, etc, use their urine smell like cats, to mark territory, warn rivals, etc." (Uh..oh.)"

The screen goes white and the scene transitions to footage of the narrator walking up to a door. He places an egg on the mat, then runs away.

End video description.

#op #video #humor #youtube #quora #yahoo answers #inane questions #i think something popped from me laughing at this video #please enjoy this i had to share it with the masses #long post

[saltygilmores]

THOUGHTS WHILE WATCHING GILMORE GIRLS: APPLICATION ANXIETY (SEASON 3, EPISODE 3, PART 3)

Luke marches next door to confront Taylor about his malt shop scheme. I love Luke giving Taylor a good smack down. This episode is so chock full of verbal smack downs, I'm positively giddy.

He's not wrong you know. I fully believe there is a dark side to The Hollow. I wish to one day explore it in my unrated spinoff chock full of swearing and gritty realism and Naked Adult Jess titled...The Hollow.

How creepy is it that Taylor has surveillance cameras all over town? Also, I think I can be forgiven for wrongly assuming Taylor was going to show Luke a picture of Jess. He's chosen to use a couple of skateboarders as an example of moral decay in Stars Hollow when Jess and Shane were macking it against a tree in front of hundreds of people in broad daylight at a festival HE was overseeing. That's funny. I’m glad Taylor decided to leave Jess alone and turn a blind eye to the furious public groping. I'm thinking since Jess could use a couple of friends he should introduce himself to these skateboarders. I think he would fit in nicely. "You want to open up a soda shop next to the diner? Taylor, no, no, no. Every day from now until the end of my life, I am going to come in here saying "Taylor, no." When I die, I'm gonna be frozen next to Ted Williams, and when they find the cure to what I died of and unfreeze me, my first words will be "How's Ted?" followed closely by, "Taylor, no." Another glorious Nuclear Rant! Hey, I actually understood that Ted Williams reference! Umm. Let me have this article unpack it because this post is going to go wildly off script if I attempt to do it myself. Ted Williams' decapitated head was cryonically preserved in a Frankenstein-like plan to resurrect him in the future

Here's what Lorelai is reading (the magazine is dated August 23-30, 2002).

Lorelai informs Rory that she met with Charleston and he suggested Rory meet with a Harvard graduate for an alumni dinner...Aw crud, I remember that. That whole thing where Rory goes to a very awkward dinner with a bunch of intellectual dorks then she goes upstairs to find some girl putting on a bunny costume, and then the bunny gives her life advice about being yourself and not following the crowd or something.

Hey Dave.

Stop it AmyShermanPalladino. Just stop it. *grumbles and googles* Danny Davies Gans (October 25, 1956 – May 1, 2009) was an American singer, comedian and vocal impressionist. Gans was a performer on the Las Vegas Strip and the surrounding area, where he was billed as "The Man of Many Voices."  This was in reference to Lorelai impersonating Rory's voice on the phone.

And now, time for the alumni dinner.

She has a digital organizer. That's how we're supposed to know she's really rich.

Lorelai makes a joke about how she thinks the brother and sister in the family are having sex with each other. Welp. At dinner with the Harvard Dorks, Rory and Lorelai exchange looks when the father implores his supposedly incestuous children not to "Fight over the breast." What is happening? Mom and Dad won't talk about Carol (the bunny). The dad is kinda Richard-Esque. The next several minutes is just an excrutiangly long game of Harvard Dork Family Playing Trivia at the dinner table and would you look at that, Lorelai feels like a fish out of the water for not understanding anything they're referencing. HA, HA! NOW YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS!

Look at all the kooky crap on the walls. It looks like a TGI Friday's. And she's dressed as a 50's car hop. We already know this girl (Carol) is going to be so quirky. Rory thinks this chick is pretty keen and appreciates her taste in music. Spoiler alert: Rory does not make a new friend. Bunny Carol is Fun and Cute and Quirky and Not Like Other Girls and she intends to make it known that Rory is nothing more than a Harvard Sheep. Baaaa.

If only Rory could be a bunny/waitress like Carol and not stuck on The conveyor belt of Expectations, then she'd truly be happy. Well, who knows, since the journalism degree obviously didn't pan out, maybe at one point she did. There's a big hole in the Gilmore Girls timeline between 2007-2016. LOL @ Rory waiting tables or entertaining children for a living. Even April waited tables at Luke’s and she was like, 12 or something. I don’t remember. Anyway I made myself laugh just now. Rory: I've dreamt of Harvard since I was 4. Bunny Carol: LOL, a lot of little kids dream about that, right after meeting Harry Potter. This bunny is downright vicious.

Getting screen shots of that giant pencil to make jokes about how Rory is always holding oversized props that are vaguely penis-like is the only reason I ever venture into season 7.

I swear there was a fourth penis prop because I referenced that pencil not long ago and can’t find it now.

Take that, Crusty!

Sure, Lorelai is easy to please. Unless you date someone she doesn’t like, or you talk to your grandparents, or you invite your grandparents to a thing, or you take the advice of your grandparents, or you conspire with your grandparents to help your mother financially, or you consider a college that your grandparents suggest, or you consider other colleges besides the best ones, or your quarter on a string goes missing, or your friend gets you into a car accident, or you break up with Dean and suddenly there’s no one around to pleasure her sexually anymore… Otherwise Lorelai is super chill.

Things googled while watching gilmore girls: Ted Williams, Entertainment Weekly Gangs of New York, Danny Gans, How Much Did A PalmPilot Cost, Could A Palm Pilot Make Calls, Inflation Calculator (to calculate the price of a Palm Pilot in today's money, which could be between $400-$700)

#gilmore girls #denise rewatches gilmore girls #gilmore girls season 3 #application anxiety #rory gilmore #lorelai gilmore #luke danes #taylor doose #Luke Vs Taylor Verbal Smackdown

[bewilderedbuck]

Devi vs. David: aka a comprehensive list of every single time ben gross has referred to devi as one or the other (season one edition)

okay, first things first, i am linking this post and this one, both by @catty-words, because they're so well-worded and honestly, probably explain a lot better than i can about the whole devi vs. david thing (even though those are about s2 and this one is about s1). seriously. go read those, then come back. this post is just going to be cataloging every instance in season one where ben calls her one or the other, with context + insight but i'm likely not going to be going super in-depth. i mainly wanted to document this for my own purposes. i will also be creating a separate post for season 2, so expect that sometime in the near future.

ANYWAYS. here we go, i guess.

"...was just about the saddest thing I’ve ever seen.”

here we have the first instance of ben referring to her as david. they're still nemeses, obviously — this is in 1x01, they're not close, they know each other but still only really see the other in the negative sense. (or so we're told, at least; i have a whole theory about how ben has been crushing on devi the whole damn time but we'll get into that at a later date) he calls her david here because it's part of their banter, and we can infer that he has likely been calling her that prior to 1x01. this is also the same instance he refers to the un, which she calls him out for, as she should! but you know what she doesn't call him out for? david. from this very first instance we can infer that she does not give a shit that he calls her david.

"...because you went straight-up psycho and couldn't walk for three months.”

okay, so bear with me here, this might be reaching, as well as a few others down the line. but i think his tone is softer here than it tends to be when they banter pre-friendship. he knows he's hitting close to her trauma, to the cause of her paralyzation and reason for seeing a therapist. calling her david while referencing to her biggest trauma just would not be in good taste, imo.

"...I know how hard it is to memorize seven facts.” / "Yeah, Devi, please share your mumble with the rest of the class.”

ok, so they're in a classroom setting, and he has just, in his own words, "pwned" her as her "intellectual superior" (way to be humble, benjamin). he's got this hoity-toity air about him in this scene, calling her devi because it's more mature of him and as her "intellectual superior" he should appear that way. also, they're in a classroom setting and shapiro is paying attention to them (not that anyone else in the class is lol)

okay, so he doesn't refer to her as either devi or david after 1x02 until we get to 1x05. here, he's on the defensive, obviously. she is threatening to nuke him. literally. no time for banter or nicknames when your entire country is about to be wiped out, am i right?

he doesn't know why she's mad at him yet. he's trying to slip back into their banter, to worm his way back into that sliver of not-quite-nemeses-anymore-but-still-not-quite-friends that they had going on for all of two seconds in 1x05. he wants to go back to normal, or at least some version of normal, where she only hates him because of their academic rivalry and not whatever it is she’s holding against him now. (which of course he immediately learns is the whole sleeping-with-pax thing, but he still doesn't know why she's upset about that.)

this is obvious i feel like i don't have to explain that he calls her devi here because he's having dinner with her family lmao anyways moving on

"...I actually think I am going to have a party tonight.”

boy is crushing HARD. he is SO JEALOUS. speaking up immediately after pax makes the "you look great here" comment? having a party just so devi will come? ok, jay gatsby jr, i see you. ANYWAYS. imo he calls here david here to take back some of the control he just lost after pax showed up. because "david" belongs to ben and devi and nobody else.

the smile on her face in this scene when he greets her. the smile on his face when he sees her. they are in love, your honor. anyways. this is, imo, the first time we see david being used as a term of endearment. their friendship has been solidified after the events at the end of 1x06, and it shows. she is excited to see him and he is, very obviously, excited to see her.

"...Um, did something kinda weird happen? Or did I do something dumb at my party?”

aaand we are on the defensive again lol. david once again being used as a means to control the situation and deflect away from that horrifying failed kiss attempt back in 1x08.  dude is freeeaaaking the fuck out, because he knows now that he has this stupid big crush on devi (that he’s probably had the whole damn time, even prior to 1x01, if we’re being real here), but he just got her as his friend and doesn’t want to screw it up. so. blame it on the booze. throw in a friendly nickname. hope for the best.

obv i don't have like, concrete evidence for this because we only see the literal last day she stays with ben, but i have this theory that during her stay, he defaults to calling her david to keep his guard up. because again. he knows he has this stupid huge fucking crush on her. so, keeping up with the old nickname helps establish those boundaries in his head. (this is also the last time we see him refer to her as david in season one.)

but then there's this, immediately after he refers to her as david in front of his father. because he is worried about her. because she is making rash, dumb decisions without thinking anything through (you know, like trying to get emancipated from her mom and refusing to spread her dad’s ashes)

again, he is going for serious, worried as fuck, for the same reasons listed above. hoping that her friends will see reason for concern just like he does, because his friendship with her is so new and if she’s going to listen to anyone, it's going to be them. this is the first time we ever see ben refer to devi to other people without her being present, and this is also the last time we see him refer to her as devi in season one.

#long post #ben gross #devi vishwakumar #benvi #ben x devi #devi x ben #never have i ever #nhie #i don't think this is technically a meta but should i tag it as one anyways? #fuck it #meta #never have i ever meta #nhie meta #devi vs david

[mikuni14]

The Sign - Ep 12

If you are a fan of The Sign and enjoyed the last episode, please do not read any further. Believe it or not, I don't want my negative opinion to affect your good mood 🤗

Okay, so I hated the finale 😆 The series ended exactly as I feared it would. With what was also the worst thing about the Last Twilight finale and why I hated CharlieBabe's relationship: namely, when one person call the shots in the relationship, makes all the decisions on their own, including the most drastic ones, and lies to the other a person "for their own good", and the series shows this as something positive and romantic. I hate these tropes, i.e. forced separations, fake deaths, making decisions for two without talking about it, and noble sacrifice without informing the other person about it. I hate showing it in a romantic light as the ultimate proof of love because it IS NOT proof of love. This only proves that 1) you don't trust the other person, 2) you don't believe that he or she is a rightful member of your relationship 3) you don't believe that you can talk to this person, that this person will help you, advise you, support you 4) you subconsciously question their intellectual and emotional abilities 5) you think that this person needs to be babied and you are the only adult in this relationship 6) this person does not deserve to make a decision in their OWN CASE, their OWN LIFE. Tharn decided to "save" Phaya and grandma by leaving with Chalathorn, he made the decision thinking what was best for them, but never considering IF THEY WANTED IT. The sight of grandma fainting, and later clutching her heart and losing strength as Phaya cries in the hospital scene, the sight of Phaya's utter despair as he is unable to function normally, go to work, live, who spends every waking moment looking for Tharn - yes, THIS is it the "life" that Tharn had so nobly sacrificed for. THARN NEVER EVEN THOUGHT TO ASK PHAYA AND GRANDMA IF THAT'S WHAT THEY WANTED. HE MADE THE DECISION FOR THEM, LIED TO THEM UNTIL THE LAST MOMENT AND LEFT THEM ALONE TO DEAL WITH THE CONSEQUENCES.

What I ABSOLUTELY HATE is that Tharn has NEVER even wavered in his decision, even though Phaya MANY TIMES, including on their last night, tells him, begs him not to leave him and to trust him, that Phaya will always be by his side. And I also ABSOLUTELY HATE the fact that when Tharn returns, Phaya tries to explain to him how hard it was for him, what a traumatic experience it was for him, and Tharn doesn't even let him finish. How can I support such an unequal relationship? How could I trust Tharn if I were Phaya? Our Dating Sim showed how such separations affect people's mental health. However, Lee Wan realizes this and when Shin Ki Tae breaks down, he lets him talk about his fear and then comforts him. And he doesn't shut him up.

I admit I lost it when Tharn said to Phaya and Doc "Please stop killing each other" lmao what? Are you equating your boyfriend who had to fight for his life and the guy who tries to kill him in every incarnation, including when he is still a child? What about this sick symmetry? 😆 Of course, nothing compares to the fact that Tharn stayed with Chalathorn for a whole year because he felt sorry for him, while his grandmother (the heart-clutching one, you know which one) may have had a heart attack, and both she and Phaya are in agony and losing their health ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I loved Tharn, he was my favorite character in The Sign. And in the end he became the worst.

What was really funny was that in the end, NOTHING depended on Tharn and Phaya, it was Chalathorn - a murderer, manipulator and kidnapper - who made them happy 😄 And finally, they even thanked him and Phaya promised him to take care of Tharn, as if the doctor were the father of the lovely girl, who was being given away for marriage. Just kill me now 👌 Their love turned out to be completely pointless, because everything was decided by CHALATHORN, and everything related to their relationship took place offscreen and was actually a result of coincidence. Chalathorn even gave life to Tharn, gave him his soul. Thus proving that Phaya was useless to Tharn. Amazing 👌 Their love is based on fear, death, and separations and making the same mistakes, instead of taking action together, trust, faithfulness to each other, and mutual support. In their relationship, only Phaya makes an effort, I stopped feeling Tharn's love a long time ago. Tharn has always just surrendered to what is BAD happening around him (because Tharn/Wansa always surrenders to Chalathorn, not relies on Phaya/Garuda). The worst thing is that Tharn from the beginning of the series WAS NOT LIKE THAT 😤

THE POINT OF THIS SERIES WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THAT THIS TIME PHAYA AND TAHRN WOULD OVERCOME KARMA TOGETHER. They were to break this cycle with precise instructions from the abbot. Not only did they not overcome it, but they repeated it exactly to the letter. This raises the question: what was the point of all this, if Phaya and Tharn repeated the cycle of love, despair and death and got out of it thanks to someone else's decision? Is this a series then… about Chalathorn? 😂 HOW CAN I SUPPORT THIS RELATIONSHIP AND BELIEVE IN THIS LOVE WHEN ULTIMATELY NOTHING DEPENDED ON THEM AND THEY DID NOTHING TO SAVE THEMSELVES AND SAVE THIS LOVE. Oh, by "they" I meant Tharn.

What else was weird:

how is it that Doc is suddenly so sacrificial and willing to let Tharn go when he was willing to destroy his own soul just to kill Phaya and take Tharn like 5 min ago???

where are the Chart scenes? Khem and Thongthai?

random scene with Phaya's sister and Dao who is in France? Anyone interested in this?? So there was time for THIS, but not for Chalathorn and Tharn?

The finale otherwise had no emotional impact in the most important scenes:

Tharn joined the police to solve the mystery of his father's death, Akk had his entire agenda in this matter. However, after the killer is arrested (with Chalatorn's help lol) it doesn't feel like it has any major impact on either of them

Chart almost died. He didn't even deserve a single scene with Akk, who would thank him or just talk to him (I don't care about it, just to close this thread)

Khem almost died. We only see him once more after that. He's fine 🤷‍♀️

there are no scenes of Tharn reuniting with Yai, grandmother, or even the abbot

the sex scene is boring, repetitive, with weird music at the beginning that doesn't match the mood, the sight of them kneeling on the bed with pixelated butts, their dicks touching, with their pants around their knees is nothing but ridiculous. The whole scene is overshadowed by the fact that Tharn is lying to Phaya, that he's giving him something nice before he leaves (pity fuck) and taking fond memories with him (selfish fuck), and basically we all know it's a goodbye fuck. That is, everyone knows except Phaya, who, like Babe and Mhok, is oblivious at this point and happy to have it all taken away from him by someone he loves.

Actually, the last time this show was nice was when they still called each other bolster and jellyfish 😄 Also, if I'm not mistaken, all but one of the flashbacks in this episode were from episodes 1-5, plus the sex scene from ep. 7. Because back then the series was still good and it was about PhayaTharn. How could such a perfect series fuck up so much?

What was good about the finale? Just like in Last Twilght: the hets. Thank you Yai for being there and maintaining your integrity from start to finish 💖

To sum up:

I love The Sign ep 1-5 and the pink scene

I don't like The Sign ep 8-11

I hate the finale (I won't even write about how two weeks ago the finale with an unhappy ending was shown for free for peasants, and for money you could watch the finale with a good ending lol).

Everything that was wrong with The Sign is summed up in these words:

LMAAAAAOOOOOOO 😂😂😂

#the sign the series #bl drama #thai bl

[kindheart525]

What do the Thirdverse Mane 6 couples do for their dates, when not preoccupied with work and their kids?

Twilight Sparkle x Sunburst: They have a sort of book club that’s just the two of them, where they both read a book and then take one or two days a month to write a thesis together on it. They get extremely passionate and in depth about it, with a number of papers easily exceeding 50 pages. I would imagine they publish some that they especially want the world to see but not always; it’s all in good fun as an intellectual bonding activity. It really brings them closer together as they engage in healthy debate and learn more from and about each other. Also they still love to go antiquing together just like in the show!

Applejack x Sugar Belle: They send the kids on a few days away with Big Mac or Apple Bloom and they take the kitchen to themselves for a baking weekend! It’s a passion both of them share and I think they’d spend the time not only discussing different recipes but also the goings on of their life and their personal values and whatnot. Much like when they were dating; it makes for a healthy and communicative relationship. The kids would certainly come home to tons of apple-flavored treats to enjoy (and even some with other flavors thanks to Sugar’s more varied palate)!

Rarity x Filthy Rich: Rarity would 100% love to take extravagant trips so she and Rich would absolutely go on a lot of those, distinct from obligatory travel for business or other high society commitments. They do bring their kids along, not wanting to leave them to miss out on any once-in-a-lifetime memories, but they hire a babysitter/nanny to come with them so they can reserve some of the itinerary for just the two of them. There are pretty much endless opportunities for what they could do together, depending on where they travel to. Rarity and Rich thrive on these experiences giving their relationship so much variety, but with how busy they are all the time, I imagine they’re also happy to spend a date night alone at home with wine and rose petals.

Rainbow Dash x Big Macintosh: I can see Big Mac loving nothing more than to lie back against a sturdy old tree and watch his radiant love perform dazzling tricks in the sky. Rainbow Dash loves the attention of course, knowing she’s admired so much for her talents, but I imagine she would also wish he could join her up there. Thus leading to her trying to carry him with her (she’s so strong yet so small - would she succeed?) or otherwise looking for some other way to get him up there. Big Mac would appreciate that even more than the stunts she performs, the fact she thought about him. If not that, they might race around with Dash flying through the trees and Big Mac running along with her, letting loose for some good lighthearted fun.

Fluttershy x Quibble x Pharynx: Nature hikes or weekend camping trips would be their favorite pastimes; they sometimes go with the kids and sometimes without. Fluttershy has lots of fun talking about all the fauna and flora while Quibble is enjoying learning new things, definitely taking notes along the way. All the while Pharynx is playfully joking about being their bodyguard, even going so far as to stand outside of the tent and keep watch at night. (I’ve recently developed the headcanon that only juvenile changelings need regular sleep and that adult changelings can stay up for days).

Pinkie Pie x Tempest Shadow x Luna: Since all three of them have a sense of humor in some way, I think they might enjoy lighthearted, harmless pranking sessions even as grown middle aged mares. Or they’d have dates at Sugarcube Corner, like Pinkie and Tempest before they became official, which holds even more meaning because Pinkie no longer lives there so it’s nostalgic for her. They would also love stargazing or watching fireworks (created by Tempest herself). Luna would love their nighttime dates the most, and she and Tempest would both find it adorable how enamored Pinkie gets with the colorful lights or how she always seems to find unexpected and unique constellations among the stars.

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[libbee]

Self development series: It is almost impossible to know how others perceive you.

For a trauma survivor, social circle can be a tough nut to crack. Whether they are in classroom or with family or on a date or on social media, they are always worrying what others think about them. They would not consciously know but their behaviour shows they are trying to impress others/mould their opinion/desperate for likes dislikes views. What happened in offline world before is now visible on social media clearly. When their self esteem is terribly low, no achievement or external validation is ever enough. They are always unsure of themselves. Even for a non trauma survivor, people's perception is impossible to find out. Some might think that this post and blog are thoughtful or deep, while others might think that I am a complete dumbass and a noise. Even my choice of words, language, tone of writing and your own life stage, experience, perception will affect your judgment - it is that multidimensional how mind works.

While it is important to trust your own perception about the world, it is, at the same time, very hard, or even impossible, to know how others perceive you. You might think in your mind that others look down upon you/think you are boring/think you are ugly/think you are lazy, but do you actually know what they really think of you? A tyrannical parent is someone who controls their children, tells them lies about the world, tells them lies about themselves. "You are not that good", "You could have done better, there is nothing to celebrate", "Yeah, I see you got that degree, you must be too proud now". The parent does not even know they are downright invalidating their child, they just think that they are normal. A low self esteem girl is hungry for male approval. She will put down other women, compete with other women, but live in complete denial of her deep seated insecurity.

I have read through many resources but could not find one legitimate answer for "how to know others' perception of me?" The only answer was "ask them". Well, how would you ask others what they think about you? They might lie. And how many people in the world will you approach? You are barely around 100 people in daily life. You are only left with assumptions about YOURSELF.

Different people have different priority. Scorpios want deep intimate partner so they might think fwb situation is risky and stupid. Gemini want fast intellectual stimulation so they might think that quiet people are boring and uninteresting. Aries are leaderly and dominating so they might think that spiritual ones are lazy and unambitious. How many people will you "prove" yourself to? If your self esteem is low enough, you might as well overcompensate for it by really getting out of your way to flaunt, show off, sneakily post that shiny car in your story.

When we act out of low self esteem, we think that we have actually done something - while we may have just made a fool of ourselves in reality. For example, when I was in school and was the queen of gutter-land-self-esteem, I would be class clown, sarcastic, quick, witty (I am gemini moon). I made others laugh and that gave me massive validation... for 2 minutes. Then I would again wait for the next opportunity to tell jokes and feed on laughter for validation. So on, everyday. Validation seeking at school took so much of my energy that when I came back home I would be exhausted, tired and had mood swings.

If scientists invent a mirror in future that somehow answers "tell me, mirror on the wall, what does xyz think of me?" I think this gadget will break the market. Until then, we just have to live with self development and inner work. Recent example is Andrew Tate. All of us who are self aware would know how insecure this man was. His self improvement talks were just not enough when his complete philosophy was so self destructive. He might appear rich, give confident facial expressions, do podcast by citing biological instincts of men, but we can see how hard he was trying to manipulate other people's opinions about him. This is a case of unevolved person, someone who is unaware and in complete denial.

I can see insecurities in Andrew Tate because I have been there, done that. Same for any other celebrity who appear wise on social front - but are terribly insecure on personal front, when they are alone by themselves.

This underatanding will set you free and give you more time and energy to focus on your inner life. You might as well break the intergenerational cycle. Knowing the limitations of your brain will set you free. I believe that active imagination might help one to see how their character appears to others. You are, after all, collective unconscious, but that would require years of inner work.

#astro community #astro notes #astro observations #astro placements #astro tumblr #astroblr #astrology #astrology blog #astrology and mental illness #astrology notes #astrology observations #dark astrology #self improvement #shadow self #self development

[stevenbasic]

GITJ Post 294: Political Rally

This rally is…so great. I am so glad Josie brought me. She, her mom, a bunch of her mom’s friends…they have been to a bunch of these. The election is Tuesday, so this is a big one. So many women! We are taking up, like, all of downtown. No way can they ignore us, we are going to win. Everyone is voting for women, even lots of the men.

‘No, Lakshmi, you cannot go!’ my father had said. He even grabbed my shoulder, as I was walking out this morning. Ahhhh haha I had never done this before but I slapped him away. I left without another word, but I could see the look on his face. He is scared. Haha he is scared.

It is raining but no one cares, we are all so, like, energized. The speakers, now that we are all assembled, after the marches that all met up here in the city center, are very very inspiring. All the candidates for the women’s party - local, state, federal - they are all here. They told us what we can do, on Tuesday. They explained what is going to happen afterwards, when we win. They showed us what life will be like, how it will be different immediately and then a year from now, ten years from now. Omigod. A hundred years from now.

They have had it coming to them, I see it now, for a long long time.

One of the speakers, a professor from Westhall, explained it like this, told our story. A bunch of years ago, like when I was a girl, way before high school, boys had already been hypnotized by the internet, by their phones, by virtual games and fantasy, porn. The technology made it so they could do everything through their screens: school, work, play, jerk off. For women, too, yes, the opportunities were there. But we were different. The boys literally spent all their time in front of their computers. Every year more and more males - of all ages - became addicted to those games and the porn and they became anemic, weaker due to the lack of physical activity. They spent most of their time playing their stupid games, neglecting studies and sports and jobs. They started to fail, intellectually, socially, in their careers. They began neglecting their wives, they were not dating as much.

But women, on the other hand, had started to hit the gyms, to meet their friends and chat, and plan. The more the husbands played games or masturbated, the more the wives worked out, went to classes, got good jobs, made money, set it aside. Donated to causes. It did not seem to bother men that their wives and girlfriends really enjoyed going to the gym, or reading, spending all this time bettering themselves. Firstly, without them around, the men could spend more time on their games, or with their porn, alone, without a girly voice telling them to stop. Secondly, the women started to be more fit and toned and muscular…hot, right? Men were learning to appreciate it, and being a strong woman was coming into fashion. And as the women got smarter, guys started to realize that smart is sexy too, so why complain? They really enjoyed that their wives were becoming more and more healthy, more and more learned, more and more successful. Great if someone else was making the money, now. More time to relax, for us. They actually encouraged their wives and girlfriends to continue. Get bigger and stronger, get smarter and get that big promotion. We’ll see you later…but what’s for dinner?

Women continued to take care of their men, they did. They wanted them to be good partners. They encouraged them, as much as they could, to eat the right way. The new vogue became, for men, training schedules and diets that were planned to prevent any growth or strength development. “Vulni-chic” was in. Softer men, smaller men, thinner men. The ones who worked to reduce their muscle mass, the lean guys were considered the sexier ones. And if you were short, too? Hubba Hubba. The more meager, the better. You’d look good on our strong, toned arm as we strode next to you in our tall heels. 

Boys were now growing up wanting to be thinner, weaker. Sickly was, haha,  something to which to aspire. The new generations of girls coming along, in contrast, were going to be healthier than any before them. With hard training and better food, they were growing naturally tall and strong, while the boys were being left behind, happy to eat the junk food their moms served them. Guys continued to be more and more attracted by virtual games, where they could waste their waning testoterone fighting huge, strong opponents or fucking sexy girls (or, as some of the newer games allowed, fucking huge, strong girls), completely ignoring their wives, not realising they were becoming as sexy and smart and powerful as the virtual girls dancing on their screens. Recently, as male membership dwindled, mixed gyms have begun to disappear, being replaced by 'women only’ facilities. Some colleges have gone back to female-only enrollment. Many companies are hiring in similar ways.

“You're either growing with us…” the speaker continued, from the podium, as if addressing every man on the planet, “or you’re being outgrown by us!!”

As women were becoming more and more attractive, as men’s tastes had shifted to being drawn to more powerful women, some men had started to realize that real life could be as enjoyable as their games. These are the ones that are going to help on Tuesday, in the election. The balance of power will finally forever change and - though there will be complaining - women are not going to accept an about-face in society. We are on our way and we are not going to be stopped. The world is already slowly becoming a matriarchal society, and now it is our turn to fully take the reins.

“By order of the Girl Army,” said the next speaker; a leader of a group of young women who had formed a loosely knit but enormous, nationwide group, “get out and vote!!”

I am voting for the future!

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[loki-is-my-god-of-mischief]

One Way To Move In (Sherlock x Male!Reader)

A/N: So, it’s been a few years since I wrote anything and I decided to turn my old oneshot My Girlfriend Tells Me Everything (and now it’s other gendered counterparts) into a series so please read that first if you haven’t. I’m not quite happy with how this turned out but I’m going to continue this series anyway so please be kind.

It was 8pm by the time (Y/N) saw their apartment door. After just getting off a twelve-hour shift, all they wanted was to eat the leftover Chinese in the fridge and pass out in bed. Being a doctor was always (Y/N)’s dream but the hours sucked….hard. Seeing the door in front of them, they quickened their pace and hurried inside.

“Look what the cat dragged in” Claire, (Y/N)’s roommate of two years, states. (Y/N) turns towards them on the couch and glares at them, which comes out as more of a grimace due to exhaustion. Claire looks them up and down and proceeds a drawn-out whistle. “Damn, that cat drag you through a hedge or something? You look rough.”

“Wow, thanks. That’s just what I wanted to hear.” (Y/N) snaps before heading to the fridge for the desired Chinese food.

“Well, what do you expect, you’ve been out since yester-“ Claire cuts herself off with a gasp. “Oh, you dirty stop out you! You were with Sherlock weren’t you! Omg, when am I going to meet this ‘elusive genius’ of yours?” This draws a laugh out of (Y/N).

“No, I wasn’t with Sherlock, I was at work. Which by the way, shouldn’t you be heading off to work now? Go get ready to leave and let me eat my Chinese and pass out for a week in peace please” said Chinese gets stuffed into (Y/N)’s mouth to emphasise his point. Claire just chuckles at the sight whilst heading to her room. She calls over her shoulder, “Yeah, yeah. I’m going. Jeez. Not all of us can crash for a week you know, we’re not all fancy private doctors.”

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The following day finds (Y/N) heading to the hospital to meet up with John for lunch, a regular occurrence since he found out about the whole ‘dating his best friend’ thing. He doesn’t even have to enter the hospital as he spots him at the entrance upon his arrival. “Hey John!” Said man looks up from his phone upon hearing his name. “Hey (Y/N). I hope you don’t mind but I’ll have to bail on lunch a bit early. Rosamund has a bit of a cold and Mrs. Hudson has to leave in an hour. I’m really sorry” John starts to ramble his apology.

“John…John…John!” The shout finally catches his attention, “That’s completely fine, you don’t have to apologise. What kind of person would be upset at you wanting to look after your sick kid” (Y/N) smiles kindly.

“You’re right. Sorry.”

“Stop apologising John.”

“Right. Sorry” they both look at each other at the involuntary apology and giggle. “Shall we?”.

The walk to the café felt relatively short as they spent the time cooing over pictures of Rosamund. They decided to go to the café under 221B Baker Street so that John could be close to Rosamund in case Mrs. Hudson had to leave early. After sitting down with some tea and John buying some cake to share, as Mary would kill him if he broke his diet, the conversation turned to Sherlock.

“So, you never did explain why you kept your relationship a secret.” John states giving (Y/N) an expectant look. He sighs.

“Well, you know how Sherlock is. At first I interested him, he said it was because he can’t deduce me. At first he thought it was because I was dangerous as the last time this happened it was with Mary, back when she was lying” at this John look uncomfortable. “But then he started ‘engaging me in intellectual conversation’ as he put it. I realised this was his way of trying to decipher whether I was a threat. When he realised I wasn’t it was also around the time he realised he may ‘like’ me. Of course, being the sociopath he is, he had no idea what to do with that and started being rude and distant” at this (Y/N) laughs “You should have seen his face when I called him out on his shit. He looked like I may have hung the moon itself.”

John laughs himself when trying to imagine it as the image he comes up with is ridiculous. “What happened then?”

“What do you think happened? I get dragged into a car on my way home by Mycroft’s assistant” (Y/N) says exasperated. John laughs remembering his first Mycroft kidnapping. “He spent the next two hours interrogating me. When he deemed me as ‘more than a goldfish’ he proceeded to tell me how I should go about Sherlock”. John looks interested and says, “What did you do?”.

“I told him where he can shove his advice. If I wanted to be with Sherlock I would do it my way.”

“What happened?”

“Well, it turns out Sherlock was listening; he’d stormed straight to Mycroft’s office when he heard I was there. He asked me out for coffee-” John looked shocked, “-I know! He asked me! And as we were on the date he asked we keep it a secret until he makes sure that this is real for him. He was so worried about hurting me as he finds emotions hard to understand”

Before the conversation could go any further, they get interrupted by John’s phone going off. He excuses himself to answer it. When he comes back he starts apologising again. “Sorry, I have to go. That was Mrs. Hudson. I have to go pick up Rosamund. I’m so sorry”

“John, what did I tell you?”

“Stop apologising, sorry.” He says with a smile which makes (Y/N) chuckle.

“Go, I should head home anyway. Give her hugs and kisses from me?” John promises he would, they hug and part ways.

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After arriving home (Y/N) decides to surprise Claire with a movie night, with his long hours he hasn’t been able to spend time with Claire in weeks. Deciding to make it special, he goes around the apartment collecting all the things necessary to make a pillow fort because you’re never too old for a pillow fort!

By the time the fort was built, Claire was just arriving home. “What’s all this?”

“Surprise! Pillow fort and movie night?” Claire’s face lights up at the suggestion. “Hell yes! Chinese food followed by copious amounts of ice cream?”

(Y/N) laughs, “You read my mind”.

“Ok well let me change out of my work clothes and then you can ord-” she gets cut off by the window shattering. (Y/N) screams whilst turning towards the window. He presses himself to the floor and sees Claire’s hair against the floor behind the couch. He shuffles his way over to help her hide and come up with a plan to leave without getting shot. (Y/N) screams again as he makes it to Claire. Surrounding her head was a puddle of blood, growing by the second and right in the centre of her forehead was a bullet wound. (Y/N) grabs his phone out of his pocket and calls Lestrade.

“Hello?”

“Greg?” Greg hears the tears and uneven breath and immediately fires of questions.

“(Y/N)? Are you ok? What’s wrong? What’s going on?”

“Greg. My friend she…she’s…she’s been shot. Oh, my go-” a sob forces its way out of (Y/N)’s mouth.

“(Y/N)? Where are you, tell me where you are?”

“I’m at my home”

“I’m on my way, I’ll bring Sherlock and John” and with that the line goes dead.

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Much of what happens next goes by in a blur for (Y/N). He pays some attention when Sherlock pulls him into a hug but all he can focus on is the spot his friend lay. Even when the coroners remove the body, he still focuses on that spot. All he can hear is an overwhelming buzzing in his ears. It wasn’t until Greg kneels in his line of sight that he snaps out of it. “Mm, what?” He says in a daze.

“Hey, I said it’s probably best if you don’t stay here. We’re still not sure if you were also a target or not. It’s not safe here.” Greg says gently.

“Obviously Gareth, he’ll be staying with me at 221.” Sherlock cuts in like it was obvious.

“Greg.” (Y/N) says numbly.

“Yes?” Greg answers thinking he was talking to him.

“His name is Greg, Sherlock” He continues, almost sounding dead inside.

“Really? That’s what he focuses on?” Anderson says in the background, receiving glares from Sherlock, John, and Greg.

“He’s in shock you buffoon!” Greg admonishes.

“Want me to pack your things (Y/N)?” John asks kindly.

“Wait? Pack my things for what?” (Y/N) asks confused, having missed most of what was spoken about in the last ten minutes.

“To move to 221B. It’s not safe here.” States Sherlock, looking more concerned by the minute.

“Well…” (Y/N) attempts some form of smile to break the tension, “…That’s one way to ask me to move in.”

#Sherlock #Sherlock Holmes #sherlock x reader #Sherlock Holmes x Reader #bbc sherlock #male reader #male!reader #sherlock x male reader #john Watson #greg Lestrade #anderson is a dick

[cartmandolly-old]

(crazy)

cartman is literally the most complex and multitalented character in south park and i dont get most of the people who completely disregard him. if you dont want to see him, dont watch idk? south park is meant to be offensive and it’s okay if you get offended, thats the point. thats also the fun to be had with eric cartman’s character.

but accusing him of homophobic or would be transphobic? did we watch the same show??? cartmans went on a ‘date’ with his other cupid personality after it convinced him there’s nothing wrong w gayness n he never misgendered any character. he regularly crossdresses too. he had giant boobs willingly ffs he’s so queer you shld be able to taste the rainbow through the screen

the reason he’s so repressed and bigoted toward jews is legit his mother. ppl forget that cartman was not raised on /pol/, he was raised with /pol/ rhetoric being spewed by his mother and legit the only evidence against it is that cartman took her to see the passion of the christ to ‘prove’ jews were horrible, when this is easier read as (given context) him being excited to share something with his mother because it agrees with her on jews. interesting to note that liane has been discriminatory toward kyle as well, but acts surprised when cartman is discriminatory toward shelia.

(also i feel like it’s too late into the show to have his influences come from an outside source like the internet, as they do for most kids his age modernly. south park started during the internet’s adolescence, it’s all his mother)

i feel liane being a key factor in cartman’s behaviour is overlooked because she is a mother. i love liane and eric for the evil characters they are, so don’t get me wrong, but you cant really deny that she’s often seen as one of the greats in south parenting because she’s a motherly figure. if you think randy is the worst, spend a few minutes looking over liane. (sharon is actually the best btw)

to the talented part, even in earlier seasons you see cartman being a camera nerd. he’s got very impressive camera skills for Anyone, even outside his age group. i know this because i went to camera classes, and because you can see the south park real estate agents asking how he even got such a nice photo. 

when i first started this blog, i reblogged a post highlighting cartmans musical talents saying he could make a good popstar, and no matter how far i get into cartman brainrot, i still agree. cartman can easily read sheet music and knows his way around a piano, and you can see his dedication to music in his groups fingerbang and faith+1. even if it was just to get the million dollars whatever, if he had no heart for music he likely wouldve had different ideas or been way less inspired.

yeah none of this really matters because its just silly old south park but it matters to me that i feel intellectual about the most evil character on television. i LOVE EVIL CARTMAN. i hope he’s evil forever. i just like him a bit much ykno <3

#south park #eric cartman #long post #i just woke up Forgive Me #metaphorically liane and i are best friends #liane cartman #is an abuser btw

[miss-andromeda]

Even In Your Wildest Dreams

So, uh…the plot of this oneshot is non-canon, but it does take place during season 1. Andi and Donnie are not dating; though, they do have feelings for each other.

An idea that I had while talking with my dear friend @tinkabelle19 - so thank you for always being such an inspiration, girl 🩷

Synopsis: When Andi is invited to the annual gala at the New York Hall of Science, Donnie creates a special watch that can turn him into a human for the evening - so he can attend as her plus one. 

Tropes: Fake Dating, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love (if that’s even a trope? 😅), Jealousy/Overprotectiveness

Song Inspiration: Wildest Dreams (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift

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She had never run so fast in her life - up to that point, at least. 

Clutching the letter in her hand, Andi had a nearly jaw-breaking smile on her face - and she knew her hand was probably going to start trembling with how hard she was clutching the paper. 

But she didn’t care. 

The second she made it to the lair, she bolted straight for the lab. Pushing it open, she didn’t even wait for Donnie to greet her before she made him look at her. “I have amazing news.” She grinned, making Donnie smile and put down his equipment to indulge. “And that is…?”

Clearing her throat, Andi sat herself on the desk as she started to read the contents of the letter (in a fairly crude British accent):

‘Dear Andromeda, 

We have come across your work regarding your school’s science club, as well as your own work regarding the scientific field, and suffice it to say, we are quite impressed. We here at NYSCI would like to formally invite you, as well as a guest, to our annual NYSCI Gala on October 15th at 6:00 pm, where you will have the opportunity to indulge in a fabulous dinner, dancing, and of course, be able to meet with some of the brightest minds currently working in the scientific field. We look forward to seeing you there.

Sincerely, 

The New York Hall of Science’

When she finished reading, her smile was blinding. “Do you know what this means?” She practically squealed. “We’re going to one of the most important museums in the country! And we’re gonna meet so many intellectual and renowned people - this…this is like our big break!”

“Yeah, that’s grea-” But then Donnie cut himself off at what she said. “Wait, ‘we?’” He asked, making Andi nod and smile softer. 

“Well, yeah! You’re the only person that’s as enthused and passionate about science as I am, and admittedly, you’re the only person I’d want to attend an event like a gala with.”

Donnie gave her a sympathetic look. He hated to rain on her parade, but there was a very prevalent elephant in the room. “Uh, Andi…turtle, remember?” 

When he gestured to himself, Andi immediately deflated and nodded a bit. “Oh, yeah…” She mumbled, her eyes averting back to the letter. “So, do I, um…need to ask someone else?” She really didn’t want to ask anyone else, to be blunt; April was amazing, but she wouldn’t be interested in something like this, and as much as she liked the others in the Higgs Bosons (well, save for Matt, that annoying weasel), she saw them every day.

Granted, she saw Donnie every day too, but still! She didn’t have a crush on everyone in the Higgs Bosons!

Ugh, it was still weird getting used to that.

Thankfully, her idiocy was interrupted by Donnie, who was…frantically shaking his head and holding his hands in front of him. “No, no, no! I’ll come up with something amazing! I’ll make myself human if I have to!”

Andi only stared at him at that declaration. “How would you be able to do that? Reverse-engineer your DNA or something?”

Donnie only gave her a serious smile. “If that means going with you to this gala, then so be it.”

She would be lying if she said her stomach didn’t start fluttering at that.

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And before either of them knew it, October 15th had come.

April had come over before to help Andi with her hair and makeup (thankfully, the process took much shorter than when it was her birthday,) but now the latter was sitting in her living room, holding a white purse for her laser gun, her cell phone and the tickets that came with the letter - and waiting anxiously for the knock. 

It was hard to deny that she looked pretty. She was wearing a knee length, lacey pink dress with a high a-line and a thin pink belt around her waist, white pumps (though the heel was not high at all, she estimated only around 2 inches), her constellation necklace above the neckline, and her bow was sitting comfortably in her half updo. 

Her face was also done too. A neutral foundation, light pink glittery eyeshadow (lighter than her dress, though), traditional black mascara and a tinted lip balm ensured that she looked formal, but natural at the same time. April’s signature, it seemed. 

Andi had made a note to thank her with dinner and going to see that new sci-fi movie that April had talked about seeing. It was only right. 

Just as she was about to write it down and tape it to her bedroom door, a knock at the door to her apartment interrupted her, and she smiled softly. Donnie had promised her that he was going to that gala with her, so that must’ve been him…right?

Well, that was what she thought when a tall teenage boy (well, a quite attractive teenage boy, to be fair) stood in her doorway - and her smile immediately faded. “Hi.” He smiled at her. His voice sounded like Donnie’s, though, which was weird.

“Um, do I know you?” Andi asked with confusion laced in her tone. “I’m waiting for a friend.” ‘Well, more like crush that I refuse to tell him,’ she thought, but she wasn’t about to tell that to a complete stranger. 

Seriously, who was this kid?

The boy chuckled a bit, his cheeks turning a bit pink. “Andi, it’s me. It’s Donnie.” He finally confirmed, making Andi stare at him in shock - and a bit of awe.

“What?”

“I made this!” He held up a watch - it looked like a standard analog watch with a black strap on his wrist. “And by using this-” He then fiddled with the little button on the side, like he needed to fix it to match the time - and then transformed back to his usual self; purple bandana, tall physique…yep, that was Donnie. “-I can go back and forth between human and mutant!” He grinned at her and messed with the watch again, turning back into a human. “Pretty cool, right?”

Andi could only nod as she started to drink in what he looked like. Clean-swept brown hair (darker than hers), brown eyes, freckles, that gap in between his teeth…and the cherry on top. 

The glasses sitting comfortably on his nose.

And then she noticed what he was wearing; a white dress shirt, black dress pants and a matching tuxedo vest…and a purple tie. That should’ve been a dead giveaway, but Andi was too enthralled by the fact that he was actually human to notice it.

“Two things…” She managed when she could finally talk. “One, you need to tell me how you did this so effortlessly afterward.” She requested, then swallowed the little lump in her throat. “And two, you look really…cute like this.” 

It took everything in her not to say he looked as handsome and lovely as he did as a turtle. 

Donnie’s cheeks turned a bright pink this time. “Uh…thanks. You too.” ‘Smooth, Donatello…’ He thought to himself. ‘You couldn’t think of anything original? Tell her she looks as beautiful as ever? But noooo, you had to go with the most lame response possible…well, at least you have the corsage.’

“Um, this is for you.” He smiled softly, taking out a white box and holding it out for her. When she opened it, there was a small corsage with pink roses and baby’s breath, as well as a little white bow. “April told me your dress was pink, so I asked if she could pick this up for me…” He admitted with a shy smile. “Do you want to put it on?”

Andi had to hold back tears as she nodded, holding out her left wrist for him to put it on. It was an elegant move on his part, to be honest. Even if they weren’t going to prom together (nor were they even dating), it was sweet that he was treating an event like this as importantly as she was. 

She beamed as he delicately put the band around her wrist, then found herself laughing to herself as he held out his elbow. “Shall we, m’lady?” He asked her jokingly with a smile on his face. She responded with grabbing his elbow with an odd amount of gusto. “We shall, my dear sir.” She retorted, then laughed as he walked her down the apartment hallway. 

Yeah, tonight was going to be amazing, she could tell. 

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“Thank you!” Andi called as the taxi drove away. Now she and Donnie were standing in front of the entrance, and she had to admit, it was beautiful. People were conversing outside, some were on their phones (likely waiting for someone), and others were beginning to file in. The security guard standing outside checked for tickets and once guests were good to go, she unhooked a velvet rope to allow them access.

“Ready?” She smiled eagerly at Donnie (who only nodded in response), then grabbed the tickets from her purse, took his elbow like they were an old married couple, and walked up to the guard. 

“Tickets, please.” She requested; she was a tall lady, but it was clear that she worked out with her lean, built frame. Andi smiled at her and handed her the small slips of paper, and after a brief reading to ensure they were legitimate, she nodded in satisfaction and unhooked the rope. “Thank you, guys. Have a nice night.”

Andi’s grip on Donnie’s elbow tightened a bit as they walked into the hall and looked around.

And her breath was nearly lost.

 The interior was somehow even more beautiful than the exterior. The ceiling was domed (almost like the Sistine Chapel, complete with paintings) and the amount of lights strung around were blinding. Tables were set up in what looked like a dining hall, and there was a 10-piece orchestra playing quiet classical music - it sounded vaguely Mozart…or maybe Bach?

Whatever, what mattered was that it set the tone rather elegantly. 

“Isn’t it amazing?” She whispered in awe - not noticing that Donnie wasn’t even focusing on the design of the interior. He was looking directly at her…and how beautiful she looked in the light. The necklace from her birthday was reflecting perfectly, and coupled with how bright her eyes looked…she looked as beautiful as any of the paintings on the ceiling, maybe even more. 

“Gorgeous…” He whispered back, a smile lighting up his face. 

But he stopped staring at her when she met his eyes, an eager glint in her eye. “Want to see if we can find anyone from my school?”

“Do you think that’s even possible?”

“It has to be. This one girl, Valerie, literally brought it with her to a meet and bragged about what an honor it was to go to something like this.”

And sure enough, there they were. For the most part, staying back and talking amongst themselves. And judging by how perfect they still looked, they must’ve just arrived as well. 

There were three people; a tall girl with short, cropped brunette hair, Valerie, a boy with curly, platinum blonde hair holding a glass, Kevin, and a chubby girl with straight auburn hair, Danica. 

When Danica saw the pair walking towards her, her eyes lit up as she ran over - as fast as she could in platform heels. “Hi! Oh my gosh, I was hoping you would make it!”

Andi smiled softly at her. “Here I am.” She simply replied, then turned to Donnie. “Let me introduce you to the Higgs Bosons, Don. So this is Danica-” She chuckled when Danica waved at him with a gigantic grin on her face. “-she’s the most…enthused about meeting new people. That’s Kevin-” She pointed to him and snickered when the aforementioned boy gave them his signature gesture, the finger gun. “-arguably the most relaxed out of all of us, and that’s Valerie. She’s like my right hand woman when it comes to the club, and definitely the most…motherly out of all of us.”

“And I wear that with a badge of honor.” Valerie smirked at her, then nudged her head towards Donnie. “So are you gonna introduce us to him or is he gonna have to do it himself?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Andi rolled her eyes, but found herself smiling at Donnie. “And this is Donnie, my-” Suddenly it occurred to her. If she said that Donnie was her friend, they would ask why they never heard about him before. So she decided to go with something that would probably be more awkward, but easier to explain. 

“-my boyfriend.”

She gave a quick look to a stunned and blushing Donnie as if to say ‘just go with it, I’ll explain later’ as Danica gasped and grinned at her. “You never told us you had a boyfriend!”

“Uh, yeah.” Donnie quickly jumped in. “We’ve only been dating for four months now. Still kind of new, you know?” He then smiled softly at Andi. “But I really like her. I can see us going places.” It was easy to say things like this, admittedly. Even if it wasn’t real, he found himself speaking the truth. 

“You’d better not do anything to break her heart, dude, or I’ll break you.” Valerie told him, then looked at Andi. “He’s good to you?”

Andi smiled up at him. “He’s amazing.” She simply replied, then chuckled when he only tittered and smiled bashfully. “He’s as smart as I am, and that’s saying something.” She then looked at Kevin. “You know, he actually helped me perfect that laser gun I was showing you?”

“Seriously?”

Almost immediately, the two boys started talking about engineering (as well as Kevin asking if Donnie could help him create something as cool as Andi’s gun) while the girls watched on in amusement. 

But then Valerie’s little smile faded as she glanced at Andi. “You know Matt’s here too, right?” The latter groaned in annoyance. “Seriously? Where is he?” When Valerie pointed to the left and simply said “Bathroom,” Andi rolled her eyes. “Unbelievable…” She muttered. 

This was going to be a fun night indeed.

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“I’m gonna get a drink.” Andi smiled softly at her friends as she started to step away. When Donnie offered to join her, she laughed a bit. “And interrupt your conversation with Kev? No thanks, professor. Enjoy yourself.” 

She smiled at him specifically, then walked off to the small bar serving drinks. She ordered a sparkling cider (mainly because of the incredible wine glass it was served in), smiled lightly at the bartender, and walked away, about to join the others again. The dinner would be starting soon, and she wanted to ensure that they held a table together - or were, at least, close to each other.

“Well. I was not expecting to see you here, missy.”

Oh. 

Oh no.

As soon as Andi turned around, she had to resist the urge to throw her drink at him. There he was, in all of his disgusting arrogance and overgelled, permed dark caramel hair.

Matt.

“Oh, you’ve got to be fuc-” Andi was promptly interrupted by Matt stepping much too close for her liking. She backed up immediately and stared him down. “Do you mind? I’d like to enjoy my evening without worrying that my sinuses will burn from how much cologne you’re wearing.”

Matt only chuckled, stepping to her again. “Always the feisty one, hm? It’s alright, I’ve always said you and I are like sodium and potassium; we have the potential to be pretty explosive.”

Andi rolled her eyes at the line, her hand gripping the glass tightly. “Seriously, I’ll give you five seconds to leave me alone before I use the laser gun in my purse and turn you inside out.”

Matt only smirked, believing she was bluffing. “Sure. Like you actually got that thing working. Don’t fight it, Andi, come on…”

Andi was so relieved that Donnie had glanced over at the two of them - and caught wind of what was going on. And judging by the stormy look in his eye, he was not okay with it.

He was over before Andi could even blink. “What’s going on here?”

Matt immediately stepped away, but noticed this…weird kid staring him down. He didn’t look familiar in the slightest, and yet, he was here, acting like he had something to do with Andi? “Uh, nothing, just…who are you?”

“Andi’s-” Donnie stopped himself for a split second, the word still felt foreign to him. But they had to keep it up, just for the evening. And besides, if it meant getting this creep off her back, so be it. “-Andi’s boyfriend, that’s who.”

Matt stared at the two of them for a second, then scoffed and chuckled disbelievingly. “Yeah, like I’m gonna believe that. This is the first time I’m hearing that Andi Rhodes has a boyfriend and you expect me to just believe it?” 

Donnie growled slightly to himself. “You want proof?” He asked - completely forgetting that it was all fake. He wasn’t supposed to actually prove it - but it was Donnie. And when he was doubted, he needed to prove himself. 

Maybe that was why he kissed her with such passion that he could feel both of their heartbeats picking up as fast as humanly possible.

Or maybe because he knew that he would likely never have a chance to do this again.

The sound of Matt’s voice was completely faded, but the two could swear that he said something like ‘fine, whatever’ - and when Donnie cracked one eye open for a moment, he internally smirked as he watched Matt stalk away. 

That’s what he got. 

Once he was finally out of view, Donnie pulled away and met Andi’s eyes. Her face was the darkest shade of maroon she had ever seen, her eyes were wide, and her lips were slightly opened.

And even though he knew his face was the exact same way, he didn’t care at the moment. 

It was only when Andi found the words to talk did the high finally wear off. “Um…when I said you were my boyfriend, I was…not expecting that to happen tonight…” She admitted, her mind feeling like TV static. 

“Was it, um…too much?” Donnie asked, his face almost immediately cringing. What if it was and now Andi wanted to leave? What if he just ruined their friendship? What if she never wanted to see him again? What if-

“Not at all.”

Oh. 

Donnie’s face practically exploded in a crimson hue as he bashfully nodded. “N-Noted..”

“Just…maybe we don’t do anything like that again tonight?”

“Right…”

Neither of them admitted it, but they were both protesting in their minds when Andi requested that. 

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And before they knew it, the night was over - and so was their relationship. 

After taking a second taxi back to her apartment, Andi was smiling from ear to ear as Donnie walked her up to her door. She knew the night was going to be fun, but she was not expecting things like him and Kevin to get along so well or to for Danica to ask him to join them at their next meet - all he had to do was just sneak in through the back door of the school. 

The entire night felt like a daze, to be completely honest. But a brilliant daze. 

But it ended as soon as they made it to her apartment door. 

“So, I’ll see you tomorrow after school?” Donnie asked her with a soft smile, and when she nodded, his smile turned into a grin. “Cool. And if you see Kevin tomorrow, let him know that I fully intend on taking him up on his offer of a miniature robotics competition.”

Andi threw her head back and cackled to herself. “I’ll do that.” She replied, but then her face turned much more soft. “Tonight was amazing. I’m…I’m really glad you got to go.”

Donnie’s cheeks turned a soft pink as he giggled to himself. “Me too.”

“Goodnight, professor.”

“Goodnight, enchantress.” 

She gave him one more smile before finally stepping inside the apartment and closing the door. 

And almost immediately, she got her phone out of her purse and texted April: ‘Hey, finally home! And you’re never gonna believe this! Don and I were a fake couple for the night - and he kissed me! 🥴’

Within seconds, April responded. ‘Do you know what that means???’

‘He’s…really good at committing to a bit?’

‘No dummy, he loves you!’

Andi immediately started shaking her head - even if April couldn’t see it. ‘He does not, he probably just did it in the heat of the moment. No way Donnie actually likes me back 🙄’

‘Who else do you know would go to a science gala with you, agree to be your fake boyfriend - and kiss you even when he likely didn’t need to?’

“He did need to, to be fair - Matt Price was bothering us at one point in the night’

‘But he didn’t need to kiss you specifically - and yet he did 😏’

She couldn’t have been that oblivious, was she?

Maybe she was when she saw a text from Donnie. ‘Hey, tonight was amazing! I wouldn’t be opposed to going to another gala with you, to be completely honest :) But nevertheless, I’ll see you tomorrow - we’ll either spend the afternoon working on a new experiment or tinkering with some old ones, your choice :) Have sweet dreams, Andi 💜’

When her face burned bright pink as she read it, she found herself smiling to herself. 

Maybe she was oblivious to the fact that he liked her. Maybe it took her months to realize that she felt the same way about him. 

But if it meant that Donnie actually felt the same way about her that she did about him, she wasn’t exactly about to start complaining.

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Three things:

Happy anniversary to me 🩷

I hope you enjoyed this little gift from me to you 💜

Wanna be added to the taglist for any chapters or standalone works? Let me know 💜🩷

@tinkabelle19 @happymoonangel @red-phoenixxx @m1dnyt3-w0lf @android-cap-007 @eveandtheturtles

#tmnt 2012 #donatello #oc andi rhodes #oneshot #all's fair in love and science #anniversary gift #from me to you

[leafsvflowers]

Tysm for the yujun one! It is really interesting how you can connect with people and soul🥹❤️❤️❤️ my last try 🤣🤙🏼... can I req hunter from xikers ideal type and ideal love scenario?

Hunter's ideal type and ideal romance scenario

Date: 24.03.24

Deck: The Intuitive Night Goddess Tarot, Symbolon, Romance Angels Oracle Cards

Did he allow me to publish? - ideal type (6 of wands) yes, ideal romance scenario (3 of swords rev) yes

I am got a new deck. Still not 100% sure how it communicates. It seems to be MBTI "F" type 🥴 Let me know if the reading resonates with you.

Ideal type:

Hunter's ideal type is someone with a very strong internal value system that is different from traditional norms. They are stubborn when it comes to their beliefs. His ideal type is composed and steady - they are in control of their lives and they know what they are doing. Leadership qualities are present in them as well. But at the same time, they are individualists. They are disciplined, responsible and their ideas, perspective are fresh. They are capable of thinking outside the box and choosing clear, logical solutions.

Hunter's ideal person values partnership. But it's not that simple - they seem to be new to this kind of relationship and even though they strive for balance, they also love power dynamics. They may like to engage in intellectual battles and merciful teasing. Sometimes they can go overboard, so they are learning how to not overstep Hunter's boundaries and be a good partner for them. They are always trying to come from a "love place".

They are incredibly warm, kind person with a positive outlook on life. Very intelligent and empathetic with nurturing, caring qualities to it. Their bright energy is contagious. Hunter can see himself marrying them. What he wants is someone complete.

From the cards I got, I assume they are someone more experienced and mature than Hunter, so they are probably older than him. There's no Pentacles, but I am guessing his ideal person is working in their lives as well.

They can be choosing to dress in clothes that really stand up from others - powerful and different, matching their distinct personality. They have something regal about their aura and I also picture them as someone with a noticable, wide smile on their face.

Noticable Leo characteristics: confident and charismatic nature, a strong sense of leadership, creativity, and generosity. Loyal, passionate, and enjoy being in the spotlight. Can be dramatic at times. Conscious self, willpower, and the desire for recognition and self-expression.

Noticable Libra characteristics: intellectualism, communication skills, social charm, diplomatic, fair-minded, and strive for harmony in their relationships and surroundings. Value balance and justice, seeking to weigh all sides of an issue before making decisions. Known for their artistic sensibilities and appreciation for beauty.

Ideal romance scenario:

Everything started since a big argument, full of misunderstanding. Their argument was so loud, it made the whole team feel uneasy. Hunter and his person were supposed to be in one team/under one project, but their different ways of communication lead them astray.

Hunter was going through the argument even after it ended, full of contradicting emotions. He was mad and felt that he and them are very incompatibile. How will I even be able to even talk with them? They're making no sense. Our ways are just too different.

As time was passing, he decided to view them in a certain way that was supporting his view - They have no restrictions! Being too greedy and full of themselves with stubbornly being attached to this one option out of many others possibilities. They are a predator, only looking for a man to seduce with her charming smile and beautiful figure. They don't belong here. Who do they even think they are to act this way? Hunter was completely ignoring their positive qualities and didn't want to admit that he was noticing them.

He decided to take all the work on himself, to prove he is the one in the right. The amount of work got too much for one person very soon. He still didn't want to admit it, but the stress was starting too much.

And then, they appeared in his sight again and showed him a way. Hunter's ego got bruised, but he finally faced the reality and admitted that they are great worker. At this point, he was the one feeling like an immature child in front of a capable and self-assured person. 

And that was probably the moment he started to develop romantic feelings towards them as well.

#kpop tarot #xikers tarot #xikers hunter tarot #hunter tarot #papungkorn lertkiatdamrong tarot

[vodkacranberrywitch]

Louis Partridge and Sydney Chandler

Just an FYI: I don't have any opinion on these two being together. I'm only going to tell you about what their relationship is like.

Louis' feelings toward Sydney are characterized by the two of cups. He feels connected to her. He feels like they are partners and that they both genuinely care about each other. Sydney's feelings towards Louis is the Magician. This card does speak to manipulation, but it also speaks to inspiration and manifestation. A sense of magic as well. Sydney sees Louis as a special person in her life. She may have wanted a relationship with him for a while and strategized how to make it happen. Now, personally, I am not getting any sinister vibes from her energy. The energy between them is the page of swords. These two are like best friends. Their relationship is more intellectual than romantic at times. They have similar goals and ideas and interests which they bond over.

In this relationship, Louis shows up as the lovers. I looked online and saw they have been dating for a year-ish. The lovers card this early can indicate codependency. I think this is very on point for his age. He is devoted to her and he may be a little obsessed. Interestingly, she shows up as the fool reversed, which also makes sense for her age. As someone with a little more experience, she isn't naive to what this relationship is. She understands that relationships are more than just feelings and that they can take sacrifice. Basically, he's acting like a lovesick puppy in the relationship and she's acting like an adult.

And for this reason, I don't think they will last. He needs to grow up a little.

Thank you for reading. Let me know if you have any questions. Requests are closed.

As always these readings are alleged and for entertainment purposes only.

#celeb tarot #louis partridge #sydney chandler #tarot reading

[imagine-knb]

I just saw this is the last day to submit a matchup! thank you for doing this and happy Valentine’s Day ♡(╹◡╹)♡

pronouns: she/her

personality type: infj / im an aquarius and the traits associated with it define me fairly well (intellectual, creative, distant in relationships, apathetic, greatly value independence/freedom). i don’t open up to others easily but once i do i can often be sarcastic but tend to remember little things about people/their interests

likes: cafés (the coffee, the pastries, the ambiance, the whole shebang), thunderstorms, thriller/horror films

hobbies: traveling (esp going to new places & trying unique things), reading, sleeping

dislikes: hot/humid/sunny weather, people who are rude to customer service workers, geese (the devil’s bird, i’m telling you they’ve got no soul)

no preference for team or gender :)

Type of Romance

Unrequited Crush to Lovers

How You Two Met

It was hard not to know of Nebuya, the loud mouthed, muscular, center player of the basketball team. His reputation of preceded him wherever he went. And if you were being honest with yourself, it wasn't a reputation you liked.

Nebuya had known of you initially from just normal talk between classrooms. There weren't rumors, per se, but people knew of the sarcastic woman in the other class who took no bullshit and mostly kept to herself. Curiosity got the best of him one day and he tried to figure out exactly who you were by joining in on some mutual friends' plans.

It wasn't exactly the best of first impressions.

He had been boasting about himself for the better half of an hour, talking over your friends and not letting them get a word in edgewise. It was beginning to irk you and you could feel the subtle twitch of a muscle near your eye. You had suspected you wouldn't exactly get along with Nebuya, but you hadn't expected for him to be this aggravating.

"You're rather rude, aren't you?" you asked him sarcastically, quirking a brow when he halted mid-sentence to hear you out.

Your comment had Nebuya pausing for thought, but it didn't deter him in the slightest. In fact, he seemed to like that you had the guts to call him out on something. Grinning, it only spurred another long ramble from him that you were unfortunately subjected to.

How He Fell For You

To say it was love at first sight for him would be a bit of an understatement.

Nebuya loved fiercely independent women and, in his eyes, you seemed to fit the bill to the T. He liked that you could be sassy, stood up for your values, and appeared to be a rather dominant personality. He often day dreamed of the two of you together, thinking you'd make a rather strong power couple.

Asking you out was a different story however, as you'd made it clear that part of his own personality were a deal breaker for you. It made him reflect on his own actions a lot. One might even venture to say that his crush on you was a catalyst to his own self reflection and change for the better.

It was a strange sight indeed, Nebuya standing before you and almost looking nervous; humbled. He had a large hand on the back of his head, scratching awkwardly at his neck while he stood in front of you.

"You're not going to ask me out, are you?" you ask him, a rejection already on the forefront of your mind. "What makes you think I'll say yes."

"I know you'll say no," he confesses. Despite his words, there's still a bit of that Nebuya brand confidence in his tone. "And I know you don't have to believe me when I say I've been working on myself. I'll understand if you say no, but I was hoping I could have at least one chance. One date."

What a Relationship with Him is Like

A relationship between you and Nebuya isn't easy at first, as a lot of his previous personality that you didn't enjoy often creeps out. Sometimes he needs reminders that he can come off as an ass at times. But he honestly tries and it's clear that he absorbs what you say when you call him out on something wrong.

He's the type of boyfriend to be constantly hyping you up, wanting to make sure you know he thinks you're the best. He also greatly appreciates your independence and he respects it. Usually. It's hard for people to believe at first, but in your relationship with him, he's actually the more clingier one.

A relationship with Nebuya will have its ups and downs, but the overall net is that you have a loving boyfriend who is fiercely loyal.

"We should check this out," you mentioned one day, holding on to a flier for a local sumo wrestling competition that was being held. "I think it might be too late for you to join, but we can still watch it. And maybe afterward, we can catch a movie."

Nebuya looked between you and the flier, and expression of surprise crossing his face. Like he was surprised you knew what he was interested in — like he hadn't bragged about his hobbies and interests when first meeting you. It made you roll your eyes, smiling as you commented, "Of course I would remember."

Wrapping an arm around your shoulder, he'd pull you close and press a kiss to the top of you head. "I seriously have the best girlfriend in the world."

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#imagine knb valentine's event 2024 #nebuya #for this one I went with a “he would love you but would you love him” kinda vibe at first #this was the last one! #thank you so much for everyone joining in #it was a lot of fun!