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CL16 | Is It Over Now? | pt.4
pairing: charles leclerc x singer!reader
genre: social media au
summary: you and charles have been everyone's fave couple on the grid, but when you somewhat unexpectedly break up, you turn to songwriting to cope with the pain
face claim: léon
a/n: all songs mentioned are by léon and some of taylor’s from the vault. also a massive thank you to my part time french teacher @xeresmalfoy for helping out and checking my grammar ❤️
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part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7
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y/n: Your reaction to Is It Over Now? has been nothing short of incredible. I feel your love 🤍 And that’s why I decided to give some of that love back to you. Besides my new music video, we’ve been secretly rehearsing for a special little something…
It’s been a busy couple of weeks but I’m very excited to announce that I will be playing three small, intimate “one night only” shows in London (7/11), Paris (7/12) and New York City (7/15) next week. I can’t wait to see some of you there, let’s make it a good one x
🔗 Link to tickets in my bio!
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sophiet: Yasss girl🔥see ya next week😘
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landonorris: Surely friends will get a discount, no?
y/n: Hmm… we’ll see
yourmanager: No.
user7: i can’t waittttt!!!!!! see you in new york 😍❤️
user8: y/n really said i’m gonna use my pain and turn it into a creative outlet and i think that’s so beautiful and inspiring ♥️
user9: I CANT BELIEVE I MANAGED TO GET TICKETS
user10: omggg you’re so lucky they sold out so fast
user11: yeah i was too late :(((
user10: hopefully y/n will do a bigger tour🤞🤞
y/n: Sooooonnnnn 🤫
user10: OMFG
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wagsf1update: Pierre, Kika, Charles and Maddy attend day eight of Wimbledon!
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user23: charles and pierre look so gooddd 😍😍😍
user24: clone is cloning
user25: the way charles was only really talking to pierre during the game
user26: maddy and charles look so happy and in love in those pictures……. NOT
user27: so far i haven’t seen either of them smile in each other’s presence
10 July
y/n’s story
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11 July
landonorris’ story
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11 July
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11 July
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alex_albon: Our professional opinion: this new up an coming artist was not too bad 🧐 (and fun fact: her post-concert cravings are REAL)
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y/n: Omg Alex…
y/n: DID YOU HAVE TO POST THAT PICTURE
alex_albon: Yes
danielricciardo: Starving performer devours a burger 🍔 by alex.jpg
lilymhe: I told alex not to do it but he never listens to me
alex_albon: I can’t help that’s what she looks like when she eats
carlossainz55: This is true, I’ve witnessed this myself
y/n: I hate all of you
maxverstappen1: But secretly you still love us
y/n: Careful champ, there’s a fine line between love and hate
landonorris: Go on, please hate them so I will get all the love since I’m the only one here taking the banger pics
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12 July
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y/n: London was an absolute dream. Thank you for an unforgettable night❣️à demain Paris 🇫🇷
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user18: absolute dream? ABSOLUTE FIRE ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
user19: BEST. NIGHT. EVER.
user20: it was emotional but oh so fucking powerful
user21: say don’t go is my new favorite song, i love it so much 😭❤️
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user21: you were spectacular!!!!! please come back soon
user22: j'ai hâte de vous voir demain, j'attends de vous voir en live depuis des années!!🙊💕
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12 July
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It was late. Way past midnight. Maddy had already gone to bed a few hours ago. But Charles was still up, slouched on the couch in his five-star suite, a frown edged deep into his forehead.
He silently scrolled through his social media, switching from Twitter to Instagram to Twitter and back to Instagram again. You'd just posted new photos of your show in London tonight, looking as beautiful as ever.
The stage was where Charles knew you felt most comfortable, somewhere you weren’t scared to open up your heart and be vulnerable. The atmosphere you were able to create during your concerts couldn’t be put into words. It was truly something one of a kind. The way you effortlessly connected with the audience… it always left him speechless and usually with a wide, beaming smile.
In other words, he would never tire of watching you perform.
Charles had always been proud of you. And still, as he sat there reading through the thousands of posts by your fans and even some by his colleagues, he couldn’t help but feel that same sense of pride swell inside of him.
Though, that pride was mostly overshadowed by a feeling of intense guilt. Guilt that kept nagging at him ever since the moment you’d packed your bags and left his apartment with tears running down your cheeks. His heart clenched painfully as Charles thought back to that particular day. It was his fault. All of it. He had been stupid. No, beyond stupid. It had started out as a drunken mistake. But you can’t make a drunken mistake twice, let alone thrice.
When you’d found out and had confronted Charles, he hadn’t denied it. And in that moment, he’d witnessed that last bit of hope you’d stubbornly clung to, shatter before his eyes. Along with your heart and your trust.
As the reality of the situation had slowly dawned on him, he’d gone completely numb. Charles had wanted to fight for you harder, but he hadn’t. If he had, his current situation could’ve possibly been entirely different. Your new song—which he had already listened to three times—made that perfectly clear.
But he had decided on another path. A decision that resulted from losing the love of his life by his own hand. Did it make any sense? To choose to stay with the girl he’d betrayed you with? In his loneliness it had made some weird type of sense. Because if there was one thing Charles couldn’t handle well, it was being alone. And boy, he’d never felt more alone than when you’d closed that door behind you, making him believe there was no longer hope for a future together.
Now, all he wanted was to focus on moving on and stick to his decision to be with Maddy. Was he in denial about his true feelings and the pain he tried to bury deep inside of himself? Perhaps. Probably.
Charles was still mindlessly scrolling when Maddy emerged from the bedroom, leaning against the wall studiously. He hadn’t even heard her until she cleared her throat, speaking to him softly but with a tinge of annoyance.
“Charles, are you finally coming to bed?”
“Ouais, je serai là dans une minute,” he answered absentmindedly.
Yeah, I’ll be there in a minute.
She rolled her eyes. “How often do I have to tell you: speak English. I’ve no clue what you’re saying.”
“Mhm, désolé…”
Charles paused, quickly looking up as he realised his mistake.
“Seriously,” Maddy scoffed.
He winced at her irritated look. There was no denying Maddy had a temper, her moods changing as quick as lightning. The countless fights Charles and her had had in the past few months were enough proof of that.
“Sorry,” he tried again.
She huffed, stomping away in the direction of the suite’s bedroom, harshly closing the door behind her.
He rubbed his temple, sighing. He was just tired. And speaking in his native tongue when he was tired or upset was something he did without thinking.
Years ago, you’d quickly figured that out as well. However, you never judged him for it. No, you were understanding, trying to acquaint yourself with his language to understand him better. To be there for him. In the end, you knew him so well that you could almost always accurately read him, the language barrier between you no longer an issue. Not that it had ever been one in the first place.
He thought back to one of the tweets he’d read before Maddy had come barging in.
‘Charles made the biggest mistake of his life. I hope he realizes it.’
He squeezed his eyes shut, letting his head lull back against the couch’s headrest. And just like he’d done ever since that fateful day, he willed all of his doubts, guilt, and pain into a neat little box, unable to face them. Charles sighed again, pushing himself to his feet, wearily following in Maddy’s footsteps towards their shared bedroom. But as his hand hovered over the door handle, one single truth echoed through him, unwavering.
Oui, he thought. Je le comprends.
Yes. I do realize it.
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So now the portion of the tour for 2022 is over, l'd like to share my (and fan!) favorite (and iconic) moments from it :)
Sorry in advance for the long ass post :P
Europe:
Live debut of Foundations (Eden night 1)
Disappear for the first time since 2010!
Live debut of Surrender the Night <3 (my first MCR song ever so I FLIPPED when this happened)
Live debut of Boy Division!
Gerard crawling on the floor
Frank moaning in Destroya for the first time in years
FINALLY being able to hear Mikey's line in Vampire $$$
Cemetery Drive for the first time since 2012 (Eden night 2)
Only Hope for Me for the first time since 2012
Tour debut of House of Wolves
Ghost of You for the first time since 2011
Tour debut of S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W
Headfirst for Halos for the first time since 2009
Live debut of Mastas
The first two shows having Gerard in normal dad clothes then the third show has the bloody mess we all know as Meta Man (MK night 1)
Deathwish for the first time since 2007
Saying moan instead of actually moaning during Destroya
Bulletproof Heart for the time since 2011 <3 (MK night 2)
Ray and Gerard kissing after Destroya
“How'd you get that off my closet door”
Rat attack documentary played before the show (MK night 3)
Mikey dedicating Helena to Rowan and Kennedy <3
Cancer for the first time since 2012
Rowan dancing on stage before MCR goes on with the crowd cheering for her <3
Piss and vinegar
Tomorrow’s Money live debut (Dublin night 1)
The “fuck the queen” chant
Frank's moans during Destroya
Frank telling a fan to listen to Gerard
Frank picking up a (fake) rat
Piss on stairs (Dublin night 2)
“These are my best friends”
Fuck the queen chant round 2
Ponytail Ray
The birthday balloons for Bandit's 13th birthday (Warrington)
Gerard dedicating Teenagers to Bandit for her 13th birthday
“My little bee keeper”
Gerard cardboard cut out
Save Yourself for the first time since 2011 (Cardiff)
“I'm just giving myself an ass pat, sorry”
Frank attempting to toss a hat onto his head
Oil Gerard (Glasgow)
Na Na Na being dedicated to Grant Morrison
Sleep being dedicated to Kristan Morrison
“It's time to drink my piss”
Grant getting the drum head from the Glasgow show
Frank completely shredding it
Mikey Mouse shirt (Paris)
MERCI POUR LE VENIN
Gerard taking a leap of faith
Joke about drinking Frank’s piss
Video of the band making pancakes (Rotterdam)
Ray playing guitar with his wine glass
Fans recreating this
Mikey wearing a happy birthday Kennedy shirt for Kennedy's 3rd birthday <3 (Bologna)
The crowd singing happy birthday to Kennedy for her 3rd birthday <3
Gerard stating that they hope it won’t be a long time before they come back :)
SHORTS GATE (Munich)
Discussion of Twilight
The Da Vinki twins went to the show in Budapest
Slow clap moment
“How many of you are MCR Veterans..Trademark”
Na Na Na played a second time in Warsaw but faster
Engagement during Teenagers!!
Gerard taking down Stuart
Heaven Help Us played for the first time since 2008 (Prague)
Another mention of wanting to return
Clown Gerard (Berlin)
Story time about playing in Berlin for the first time
Hearing Frank laugh when he’s nowhere near the mic
“THEY ARE GONNA HAVE TO BURY ME IN THIS MOTHERFUCKING FILTHY CLOWN SUIT! I AM NEVER TAKING THIS OFF”
The interesting drum
Poncho Gerard (Stockholm)
“I went a little hard the other night with filth clown”
Pointing a rainbow out to Gerard
Mikey’s crooked heart <3
Pink shirt Gerard (two nights in a row in Bonn)
Admitting to googling their own lyrics (Bonn night 1)
Ray's hair being half up half down
Coughing during Destroya instead of moaning
Gerard talking about Hayley Williams
Frank watching Gerard perform Cancer (Bonn night 2)
Llama on stage (a toy but a real one would’ve been cool too)
Closing off the European portion of the tour with Cancer </3
North America:
Clown Gerard 2.0 (Oklahoma City)
Gerard laughing with sparkling water in their mouth
BURY ME IN BLACK FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2003
BEST DAY EVER FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2005
Sleep with an alternate outro
The shirt incident
“Lighten the fuck up, buttercup!”
Ray breaking his wine glass against his guitar
HANG ‘EM HIGH FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2011 (San Antonio)
Sleep with an alternate intro and different outro
Second unintentional Frerard moment
Besties moment from Ray and Mikey <3
Iero on the floor
Debut of the Sunshine intro leading into Sorrows
CHEERLEADER GERARD CHEERLEADERGATE (Nashville)
Summertime being dedicated to Kristin, Rowan, and Kennedy <3
Kristin livestreaming the show!!
Everyone (except Gerard) wearing Mikey Fuckin Way shirts!
The World Is Ugly for the first time since 2008; live debut of the studio version
Gerard almost drinking their microphone
Gerard twirling around and Ray cheering <3
Rowan and Kennedy’s drawings make their debut <3
Mikey doing a livestream prior to the show!!
Gerard singing on the floor (Cincinnati)
Frank stealing Mikey’s line in Vampire Money
SHORTS GATE 2.0 (Raleigh)
Gerard's story time about Bandit trying to make advil m&ms
Everybody Hates The Eagles live debut (kinda)
LIVE DEBUT OF BURN BRIGHT
Gerard in a bloody eyepatch
Gerard shushing the crowd (jokingly) so they can take advil
Sleep with an extended outro (Elmont)
Shorts for the second night in a row
Everybody Hates The Eagles for the second night in a row
Weird ass mask debut
Two fans wearing Petekey shirts
And someone else had the Petekey arm notes written on them
Anddddd two other people had matching Frerard shirts
Shorts for the third night in a row (Philadelphia)
Vampires for the first time since 2012!!
Pool Boy at the Vampire Mansion <3
Gerard calling Mikey Lil Mikey
Debut of the mystery shirts
Sunshine intro leading into FLW (Albany)
Shorts for the fourth night in a row
Mikey watching Waterparks perform
Priest/bloody eyes Gerard (Uncasville)
Eagles returns to the setlist
Ray and Mikey brushing their teeth before the show
Sunshine intro but with S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W
Skeleton Gerard (Toronto night 1)
CAUSE IM HER KIND OF GIRL AND SHES MY KIND OF BOY
Mikey wearing the happy birthday Goose shirt (Goose is what he calls his mother in law)
CAT GERARD (Toronto night 2)
Frank attempting to kick Mikey (jokingly)
Black Swan Gerard (Boston night 1)
Wholesome picture of Ray and Christa <3
Ray and Gerard colliding then hugging
Best Day Ever being dedicated to Thursday (Boston night 2)
Mikey blowing a kiss to Kristin <3
Frank wearing a headpiece
Ray rocking out with his sons <3
Crowd singing happy birthday to Mikey!! (NYC night 1)
Mikey dedicating Helena to Rowan and Kennedy again <3
Everyone except Gerard wearing Mikey Fuckin Way shirts for Mikey's birthday!
Drum is a Mikey shrine for Mikey's birthday
“How ‘bout you birthday boy?”
Fans wearing party hats for Mikey’s birthday
Gerard wearing the outfit he wore when he witnessed 9/11 (just a special moment honestly; NYC night 2)
DESERT SONG FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2008
Lily pointing Mikey out to Rowan <3
Frank crossing himself during Sorrows
Bathroom photoshoot
Gerard’s story time about running into one of the openers while with Bandit
Frank posting a picture of his ass and getting a ass tattoo (Detroit)
NURSE GERARD
Hey Chris in Detroit
“Lucky for him…I had other plans.”
Crossing out Cancer for Helena (not a favorite or iconic, just offensive lol this is a joke dw)
Hawaiian shirt Way Brothers (St. Paul)
Teenagers being dedicated to Gerard's mailman
Bullet hole makeup
Jackie O Gerard at Riot Fest
Wholesome Jamia moment from the LS Dunes set <3
Wholesome family moment from Frank during Weezer's set <3
Hey Chris at Riot Fest
Frank wearing a bandana around his neck
Frank facetiming his dad just before his set with LS Dunes <3
Mikey watching TBS (Taking Back Sunday) perform
CROP TOP GERARD (Alpharetta)
Teenagers was dedicated to the band's crew
MIKEY WORE EYELINER
First of the hometown shows and Gerard performed with Thursday!! (NJ night 1)
BAT GERARD
I NEVER TOLD YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2008
Best Day Ever with Geoff of Thursday
DEMOLITION LOVERS FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2004
Frank Sinatra Gerard (NJ night 2)
PLANETARY GO FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2012
Teenagers was dedicated to Midtown
Cover of Frank Sinatra's My Way
Cherry taking a pic/recording Mikey :)
Miles getting excited when Frank said “trust me” <3
Gerard performing with Thursday
Gabe being one of the reasons why FOB8 is Pete’s villain origin story (iykyk)
BLOUSE GERARD!! (Firefly)
The entire band signs a mannequin leg
“You'll get this at the end of class”
Ghost Gerard!! (Sunrise)
Gerard took the trans flag during WTTBP <3
Frank going out on stage with HGP
Mikey going out on stage with Midtown
Gerard being unable to pronounce Florida
Ended off the east coast portion of the tour with Cancer </3
Dress in Houston!!
“I thought about wearing a dress in Texas before...but that's a story for another time”
Ray posting a peanut with a penis after the show
Mikey going out on stage with Midtown (again)
The return of dad clothes in Dallas
Teenagers was dedicated to the opening acts
“Get fucked at an airport bar”
Mikey wearing a Midtown shirt
Dad clothes again in Denver
Frank interacting with his kiddos <3
Teenagers was dedicated to Sydney
Adam of Taking Back Sunday said opening for MCR was the only way to get Mikey to return his calls
Ray moaning during Planetary Go
“Just sit back, daddy’s gonna take you where you need to go” Adam Lazzara, 2022 (Portland)
Gerard dedicating Teenagers to Taking Back Sunday
Gerard grabbing their phone to look at something
Tomato soup…hm
“Your turn!”
Meta Man cardboard cut out (Tacoma)
Sign for Gerard’s two cats, Mitch and Lotion
Frank going on stage with Kimya
Meredith and Andy went to the show!!!
“Cause if you think Mikey fuckin Way is coming out here to a cold audience, you’re mistaken”
VACUUM GUY AT THE VAMPIRE MANSION
RAY IN A PONYTAIL AGAIN
Teenagers was dedicated to Panda (Kimya’s daughter)
Gerard simping for Robert Pattinson in Batman
Gerard wearing a Twilight shirt
One of Frank’s kiddos giving a fan a paper set list
Smiley face drumhead! (Oakland)
Cum sign
Idk why someone did this but yeah
“Ray and I’s home state. We’ve lived here for...14 years?”
“I see a lot more flesh than usual. It’s fleshy out there”
Mikey and Frank almost bumping into each other before Skylines
Gerard chasing the tech off stage
Singing happy birthday to Worm
Mikey petting Worm’s beard
Gerard in an all black outfit with a rose (Vegas)
Ray rocking out with his sons <3
Ray patting his son’s head <3
Gerard dedicating Teenagers to Bandit again <3
KRISTIN WENT LIVE AGAIN
The drum was for Bandit <3
Engagement during Helena!!
Mikey having a random book signing (Aftershock)
Crowd surfing a…a sex doll during the LS Dunes set
Frank attempting to do a bottle flip at the end of the LS Dunes set
Ray, Jamia, and Frank’s kiddos watching Frank from side stage <3
Gerard’s shirt saying scabs
Gerard gagging on the microphone
The drum saying choke me which goes perfectly with the point above
A deer running around during WTTBP
THEY SOUNDCHECKED DESOLATION ROW (LA night 1)
GERARD WITH A FLAMETHROWER
CHEERLEADER DRESS IS BACK
“This song is about my favorite fucking human” spotlight proceeds to go onto Frank
Gerard got a haircut
THE SHOW WAS FILMED
Teenagers being dedicated to Quentin Tarantino
DESOLATION ROW FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2011
Mikey with his family during I’m Not Okay <3
GERARD COSPLAYING PRINCESS DIANA (LA night 2)
I Never Told You being dedicated to glow in the dark skeleton man
“DO YOU HAVE THE KEYS TO THE LAMBORGHINI BECAUSE IM GONNA DRIVE THAT MOTHERFUCKER INTO A TARGET”
Dedicating Teenagers to a fan
Frank singing Teenagers to Lily <3
Frank hugging one of the twins prior to encore <3
Frank waving to his kids prior to Foundations <3
THEY SOUNDCHECKED ALL THE ANGELS (LA night 3)
THEY SOUNDCHECKED I DON’T LOVE YOU
THE SHOW IS BEING FILMED AGAIN
Foundations being dedicated to Doug </3
I DON’T LOVE YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2019
Teenagers dedicated to a random fan again
KILL ALL YOUR FRIENDS FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2008
WTTBP being dedicated to Doug’s wife and kids </3
ALL THE ANGELS LIVE DEBUT
THEY SOUNDCHECKED SING (LA night 4)
GERARD IS DRESSED AS DRACULA
Teenagers being dedicated to Bandit for the third time as well as dedicating it to her friends <3
Bandit attending the show with her friends
RAY SLAPPING GERARD’S ASS AGAIN
Ghost of You in the encore!!
Mikey bringing Rowan on stage for Kids <3
Rowan making heart hands at the crowd <3
THEY SOUNDCHECKED SISTER TO SLEEP TWICE (LA night 5)
VACUUM GUY COSPLAYING GERARD
SISTER TO SLEEP FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2003
SING FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2012
Teenagers dedicated to the crew
Dinosaur in the pit
GERARD HAS WRITING ON THEIR ARM
FRANK POSSIBLY WROTE ON GERARD’S ARM
LIVE DEBUT OF FAKE YOUR DEATH
Gabe’s son having to be “evicted” during Midtown’s opening set
Ray rocking out with his son during Kids <3
Gerard throwing fake insects to the fans
The final bow </3
Luigi cosplayer comforting emos at the first day of WWWY (cause it was canceled)
Katy Perry welcoming the orphans/emo kids to her Vegas residency show due to the first day of WWWY being canceled
Katy bringing an emo kid on stage with her and starting a mosh
THEYRE ALL IN THEIR REVENGE OUTFITS (WWWY night 2)
FACIAL PROSTHETICS
Opened with I’m Not Okay!
BAT BUCKLE
MIKEY HAS BLOOD ON HIS FACE
FRANK WENT BALD
CONFETTI WAS LITERAL VAMPIRE MONEY
Secretary of Salmonella
Gerard misaddressing the crowd as Utah
First time Foundations isn’t on the setlist since it was released (not a favorite or iconic, just really strange cause we’re all so used to it every night lol)
Frank walking onto the stage like an actual old man
Gerard flipping the crowd off before the show even started
Hayley (from Paramore) mentioning and thanking MCR <3
Person who did their prosthetics last weekend is back! (WWWY night 3)
Adam from TBS sitting on a whole ass person (ik it’s not MCR but it’s too funny to not include)
Foundations returned to the setlist!
Gerard dressed as an army general
GERARD WORE LIPSTICK
OPERA MUSIC BETWEEN SONGS
Mikey wearing the Kristin Fuckin Way shirt <3
GERARD GOT A MEDAL
GERARD BROKE THE MIC STAND AT THE END
Closing off their final US show with Kids </3
Jamia, Kristin, and Christa taking a photo with each other <3
MCR’s first time in Mexico since 2008!
Another sex doll for some reason
“You look good today baby boy” Anthony to Frank during LS Dunes’ set
GERARD IS JOAN OF ARC
Gerard spelt fuego wrong
GERARD SPOKE SPANISH
“WATCH ALL THE SHIT YOU DO”
Mikey winked and smirked at the camera
Gerard playing a telephone sound
FILMING NOTICE BEFORE MAMA
Gerard shouting out Frank and the rest of Dunes <3
NEW INTRO BEFORE FLW
Gerard got an axolotl plushie <3
Ending the North American tour and the final show of 2022 with Kids </3
If you’ve made it this far, first of all, hi! Secondly, ty for looking through this haha.
I’ll probably do this again when they’re in Australia, New Zealand, and Japan next year, so stay tuned! :)
#i also would’ve included many more links if tumblr didn’t have a limit to it :/#gerard way#frank iero#mikey way#ray toro#my chemical romance#mcr#my chem#mcr reunion#mcr tour
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Music Artists I think the HOA Characters (Season 1 Specifically) would listen to!
Note: First head canon type thing I am putting on here (yay!). This is something I have thought a lot just myself in my lonesome so Id thought Id share it here! If you have any other ideas of what certain characters would listen to I would love to hear!
Nina
-> I think we as a fandom have collectively decided that Nina would 100% be a swiftie (and I agree). Her favorite album would be either Speak Now or Folklore, however, her fav song would probs be "London Boy" off of the Lover album though (for obvious reasons)
-> I can see her listening to some other softer artists like beabadobee, Clairo, and Boygenius (shes a softie at heart what can I say)
-> "All American Bitch" by Olivia Rodrigo is her confidence booster song for sure
-> Her and Amber have 2000-2010's pop music dance parties in their room together (which make annoy some of the housemates from them jumping around and dancing; also get in trouble with Victor about it but its worth it to them)
->Ok I need you guys to HEAR ME OUT with this one, but...Nina definitely is a little (just a little bit) of a theatre kid. I mean let's be real, she wrote an entire play for the school AND performed in it,,,my girl def is a little bit of a theatre girl. So with that being said, she listens to some show tunes from musicals (mostly Waitress and Mamma Mia)
Amber
-> She would so be a Y2k pop listening type of girl
-> Favorite songs would be "Rich Girl" by Gwen Stefani, "Just Dance" by Lady Gaga, HEAVY ON "Stars are Blind" by Paris Hilton!!!!!!
-> Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Gwen Stefani, Beyonce, if its an iconic pop girl, she listens to them
-> Marina and the Diamonds. IDK IT JUST MAKES SO MUCH SENSE TO ME I CANNOT EXPLAIN. Some of her songs just give that "it girl" energy and if there is an "it girl" of the Anubis house its miss Amber Millington. "Bubblegum Bitch" is blasted in her car with the top down (because she def has a convertible and its pink)
-> Ariana Grande stan. Probably had a stroke when Ariana came out with a makeup line and bought ALL OF IT.
Fabian
-> Fabian def listens to alternative music old and new.
->LOVES THE SMITHS! Like its almost the only thing he listens to
-> Favorite songs by the Smiths include "There is a Light that Never Goes Out" and "Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want"
-> Listens to the Arctic Monkeys for sure
-> Some other artists he listens to are Radiohead, The Cranberries, The Red Hot Chili Peppers, and TV Girl.
-> Fabian is my favorite awkward loser boy... he listens to Weezer
Patricia
-> Didn't Alfie call her like a "Punk rock/goth vixen" or something like that? (I can't remember the quote or the episode it is in for the life of me)
-> Regardless of whatever the quote was, this is our punk rock alternative queen right here
-> PARAMORE SHE LIKES PARAMORE (has a crush on Hayley Williams because I said so)
-> Had a Panic At the Disco and FallOutBoy phase for sure
-> Listens to the Smiths a little bit (because Fabian showed her some songs)
-> Also listens to some metal rock, loves Poppy and always liked her weird concepts
Alfie
-> Alfie listens to anything and everything I feel like
-> alternative, pop, rock, jazz, electronic, DISCO, hell even fucking dubstep.
-> If he likes it, that's all that matters to him. He doesn't care about the genre or style of music it is
-> I feel he would listen to a lot of artists from the 70s and 80s (idk if that's because of Jeromes quote about him being stuck in the 80s but it would make sense!)
->Loves ABBA, BeesGees, Earth Wind and Fire, and WHAM
-> When "Lets Groove" by Earth Wind and Fire was trending on tiktok, he played it every chance he could. That song has been banned from the house since.
Jerome
-> Like Fabian, he's an Arctic Monkeys fan
-> ADVID LISTENER OF I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME
-> Favorite song by IDKHBTFM is Choke
-> I feel like he would also love Childish Gambino idk why I just feels right
-> Secretly listens to Mitski. That boy has been traumatized even BEFORE he was at Anubis, he deserves to cry to Mitski
-> The Neighborhood is a favorite of his (especially their song Daddy Issues because of,,, obvious reasons) Second favorite song of theirs would be Single (if you haven't heard that song highly recommend)
-> Hozier feels right for him idk
Joy
-> I think as a fandom we have concluded that she is also a swiftie. Her favorite album is Midnights and Reputation imo
-> HEAVY ON OLIVIA RODRIGO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-> The Sour album was life changing for her (same can be said for Guts)
-> Literally her top songs of the year were all from the album. Jealously Jealousy, Favorite Crime, Hope You're Happy, Good for You to be specific
-> I can see her being a Harry fan
-> Definitely forced Patricia to go to Love on Tour (Patricia liked it, but she definitely won't tell you that)
-> She was a One Directioner so naturally, the love carried on into the members solo careers (had to miss class when Zayn left)
Mara
-> LAUFEY LAUFEY LAUFEY LAUFEY LAUFEY!!!!!!!
-> Also just listens to old Frank Sinatra, Doris Day, Dean Martin
-> Listened to 5SOS during her brief "bad girl" era to help prove her point but she actually ended up really liking them!
Mick
-> Ed Sheeran and Jojo Siwa
*AUTHOR NOTE*
I really hope you guys enjoyed this! Tbh it took a while because a few were tricky for me. Please fell free let me know if you have any you would add. Sorry some descriptions are longer than others
#alfie lewis#fabian rutter#joy mercer#mick campbell#mara jaffray#nina martin#house of anubis#amber millington#patricia williamson#jerome clarke#hoa
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ARCHIE. just indulged my mom's tom cruise obsession by watching dead reception in imax and oh MAN i can see why you like these. indulge me. is your main ship ethan/benji bc i am ALL over it, im also a big fan of the ethan/benji/luther triad so if u got anything hit me UP
i am currently the gayest dyke in paris after seeing ilsa, grace, alana, AND that chick named paris (my favorite) all in succession so if u got any steamy shit for the ladies hmu also
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LOTTIE
yes of COURSE i ship benji/ethan, oh my god lottie you NEEEEEED to watch Rogue Nation please you will DIE, the entire movie is the Ethan And Benji Show bc when Ethan is on the run and is being hunted by the CIA of course he calls his beloved Benji to help and Benji refuses to leave him, LOTTIE its so fucking good
THE CHICK NAMED PARIS IS ALSO MY FAVE but also i dunno how many ppl have seen the movie yet, i am hoping for a lot more with her, i love how Ethan did his usual bullshit and imprinted on her and it came back to save his ass
also WHY is ethan so attached to grace within like .5 seconds of meeting her. it's too platonic to be a boring het romance thing. is ethan just Like That. bless his soul
LOTTIE
ETHAN IS JUST LIKE THAT
THAT IS IN FACT THE MAJOR CHARACTER FLAW THAT MCQUARRIE (the writer/director) HAS BEEN BUILDING IN THE PAST FEW MOVIES. Ethan's fatal flaw is canonically, stated textually, that he cannot stop focusing on the One Person even when LITERALLY NUCLEAR APOCALYPSES are on the line. The entirety of Fallout is about this exact thing.
Like, this flaw of his was actively used by the villain of Rogue Nation to manipulate Ethan. the villain literally tells Ethan "yeah i killed this bystander you imprinted on bc i knew you would never get over it, lmao" its amazing how predictable he is
I LOVE HIM HE'S A FUCKIGN MESS. also his origin story from the first movie is he was being groomed to be a team leader but then his mentor went turncoat and killed Ethan's entire team, he's sooooo traumatized, Lottie
pls lottie watch Rogue Nation and Fallout, i promise they are good, i'm not just a weirdo, they're really good
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Thoughts while watching the new miraculous movie cuz I’m three minutes in and can already TELL I’m gonna be losing my mind:
Spoilers under cut obv
Daddy no :( you can’t take me to school tomorrow with fresh baked goods for my whole class :( that’s so embarrassing :( what would they THINK ?!?!
Marinette: I want a better life (beautiful, picturesque Paris, apartment above your parents bakery, heading to a fancy school) cause I’m so clumsy???
Me: GIRLY ILL SWAP WITH YOU???
God I saw stuff about the singing voice and it’s so tonally and stylistically different from Christina Vee’s VAing that I can’t take it seriously. The singer isn’t necessarily bad, but it’s so clearly a different person.
Aside from the im loving the animation so far. It’s so cool seeing these character I’ve known since like 2017 in a new, more polished style.
Goddamnit we’re still making popular girl no carbs jokes???
DAMN ALYA THATS COLD (oh sorry, do I need to take a number behind the line of friends coming to your rescue?) LIKE YOUVE HAD ONE LINE SO FAR.
Chloe going about this bully/rival thing reeaallll fruity
Emo Adrien just trying to listen to MCR and tune out the normies that just don’t get it 😡😭
NINO BEST BRO
EW WHAT HAIR IS THAT GABRIEL
Nooroo called them the ladybug and chat noir miraculouses, but shouldn’t it be the ladybug and black cat miraculous? I thought they chose their names for themselves, ladybug sticking with ladybug, chat noir coming up with his own?
TIKKI IS SO CUTE OMG
This chat noir so silly and goofy
NOT CARELESS WHISPER ARE YOU KIDDING ME. YALL COULDA DONE A BEAUTIFUL ORCHESTRAL SWELL AND YOU PICK C A R E L E S S W H I S P E R?!?!?!?!
Btw why did Marinette prove her worth while adrien was just like. Doing hw. It’s easy to prove you can use the ladybug for good. Show me why he was chosen to use destruction for good. That’d be so interesting.
PUSS IN BOOTS
Plagg take an antacid plz
SHE THREW IT OUT THE WINDOW
Pop off hawk moth villain song honestly, best one so far
OK HAWKMOTH SING
Nino Dr. Love omg my favorite guy
Golden rule: always stay cool… (voice immediately shoots up an octave when Alya speaks to him)
That’s NOT HOW ROLLERCOASTERS WORK
That’s gotta be at least a few casualties
ASHDJFJF Catches Chloe from a deadly fall only to redirect and chuck her HARDER into a dumpster
Chloe you gotta stop giving off repressed fruity vibes
This movie has not established enough of a connection between marinette and adrien to justify ladybug rejecting chat noir (on the basis of loving someone else, I mean, not that she can’t reject him at all)
Plagg? Not the time.
WTF HAPPENED TO YOU GABRIEL?!?! DID YOU GO ON A BENDER?!?!
The movie has not established enough, if any, disconnect between adrien and gabriel. I love seeing adrien stand up for himself, but it feels kinda weird
LMAO HES LIKE BOUNCING IN PLACE WITH ANGER DONT MAKE ME LAUGH
Adrien with headphones is so fucking funny to me. Head down shoulders hunched, listen to welcome to Nightvale cause no one else gets it
Chloe. Every. God. Every word out of your mouth is so fruity. “There is someone else. And she’s right in front of you.” Someone else for who, Chloe?? For marinette?? I better you’re hoping she thinks you mean u and her huh?
Crush likes someone else. Life not worthy living. Dreams not worth pursuing.
All these songs run together. Except hawkmoths. His kicked ass.
Jesus Christ it’s Armageddon
STOP WITH THE FUCKING CARELESS WHISPER
HAS HE BEEN LISTENING TO CARELESS WHISPER THE WHOLE TIME?!?! THIS FUCKING LOSER OH MY GOD
Ladybug out here in YOUR FATHERS APOCALYPSE and you’re MOPING IN YOUR FANCY HOUSE
It’s the end of the world are you really gonna be salty rn?!?!
Ew why it’s the cataclysm like. An oil slick?!
Oh shit he dead
Oh he super dead
From the top of the Eiffel Tower? Into water?? You’re dead.
WHERE IS THE LAVA COMING FROM?!
SINCE WHEN DO YOU HAVE THE FORCE HAWKMOTH?!
Damn show hawkmoth could never.
Jesus fucking razor winged butterflies
Movie says fuck sentimonster adrien here’s Emilie pregnant
Anyways uh you killed and displaced likely hundreds of citizens so get ready for a lifetime in prison, hawky
OH I FORGOT ABOUT MIRACULOUS LADYBUG LMAO WERE GOOD ACTUALLY
Ok you placed the rubble back together but a bunch of people are still probably dead right
Ya Chloe make a quick exit bc of that gay crisis you’re having. Next year? Back to bullying. What was this year Chloe? Hm?
Overall: cool animation and effects, nostalgic for early lady noir dynamic, writer brain is itching for what could’ve been, but otherwise it is what it is, prob won’t watch it again.
EDIT: SHE DISNT DO MIRACULOUS LADYBUG UNTIL THE END RIGHT???? LIKE AFTER A FEW MONTHS OF HEROING??? SO ALL THE SHIT AT THE FAIR. JUST HAPPENED. YOU CANT TELL ME THERE ARENT LIKE. DEAD BODIES. I DONT THINK SHE KNEW SHE COULD FIX IT RIGHT??? PEOPLE DIED. YOU DESTROYED A CHUNK OF A CITY GABRIEL.
#miraculous#miraculous ladybug#miraculous ladybug awakening#it’s easy to do good with the good super power. show me how the kid w/ every right to be a villain uses the power of destruction to b a hero#there is a line between tikki being the Kwami of creation and marinette’s vast creative abilities but she never addresses it#tikki is so certain marinette is ladybug but she cannot make her case to save her life#I like to believe marinette saves Fu and tikki follows her home as a candidate and sees the creative passion of this girl and is like#I’m sold. there’s no one else. I’m obsessed with this girl#I told myself I wasn’t gonna get into it and here I am in the tags getting into it.#chat noir falls for ladybug because it’s the first person to ever hold out a hand to him without expecting something in return as adrien#and sees him as an equal and a partner#but then they fucking. play careless whisper. and it throws the whole tone.#the library scene isn’t a replacement for the umbrella scene bc the umbrella scene is marinette realizing#she misjudged adrien and treated him poorly all day. and he still showed kindness and care for her well-being#I’m the library scene she literally likes him cause he’s pretty. and he doesn’t give a fuck. helps her up then leaves#but also#I don’t fucking care about this show I swear I don’t care plz free me from this hell
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The General Nosiness Tag
Tagged by @writerrose1998
A beautiful place you visited that made you very happy (pictures welcome!).
Ilha do Mel (Honey Island) in the south coast of Brazil. It has a broken down fort right on the beach where you can almost feel the history of the place.
A book or written piece of media that made you go "oh yesssss".
I'm very much into poetry, so I just have to mention Richard Siken's Crush. A really good book I read this year is A Dowry of Blood by S. T. Gibson.
Your Spotify top song of the year.
So You Say by No Pressure. Funny story: I bought tickets to see them live in two different cities this year and saw them zero times due to weather and train delays (fuck the Deutsche Bahn).
Your favorite line/paragraph that you've written or an artwork that you're proud of.
Idk why this one had me cackling: Secure in the knowledge that they're all going to hell, Tyler waves his hand at Lucas and Bianca and drives his heels into the horse's flanks. From Nun'a'ya Business.
Your favorite painting/art piece.
This weird painting my grandmother has had forever.
I'm also absolutely obsessed with churches and religious imagery.
A language that sounds beautiful to your ears.
Italian. I really can't get over it.
Rec some fics that you keep going back to.
There are so many, but I find myself often rereading @suchaladyy and @cupoteahatter works.
Please, please share pictures of your pets if you're comfortable with that.
Kings of the trash. Damasco (Apricot) on the brown boxes and Pêssego (Peach) on the mixer. They're 3 year old twins and a bonded pair that I adopted from Bulgaria on ebay.
They have a lot of love and zero braincells.
A happy story from your life.
The time my waifu and I proved we're the stupidest idiots in Europe. We travel a lot to see our favorite bands live but I live in Munich while she lives in Leipzig, so sometimes we just meet at our destination.
We went to Paris to see Bring Me The Horizon and took trains there. I had a connection in Mannheim and was keeping her updated.
"I'm about to get on the train in Mannheim."
"Cool, my train is just pulling up to Mannheim central station, we'll probably get there around the same time," she said.
"Awesome," I replied, still stupid. "I get there around 5pm."
"That's good," she said, also stupid. "We won't have to wait for each other, my train arrives in Paris at 16:55."
"Oh," I reply while waiting to stow my luggage. "We might be on the same train. That would be fate bringing me to thee, lady wife."
"Oh yeah," (note that we're still stupid) "I'm in carriage 17."
"Me too!" I'm trembling in excitement. "What seat?"
"75"
"I'm in seat 74, omggg!!"
Anyway, turns out we'd booked the tickets together about 8 months before and completely forgot that we reserved seats next to each other. It's been 2 years, we're still stupid.
A show or movie that you could rewatch forever.
X-Men: First Class. The soundtrack, the plot, the shots! I've watched it so many times.
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WHOOOOOO MISSION IMPOSSIBLE!!! dead reckoning spoilers under the cut
what mission impossible does in terms of fucking with my PTSD, it makes up for with hot women. amen
VERY funny chase sequences, 2 new characters who pulled their weight in gold from the second they stepped onscreen. the airport scene was immaculate, from luther & benji trying to solve shit on their own and roping ethan in in the most cryptic way possible (the bomb scene with benji broke my fucking heart) to the constant sleight of hand that reminded me of the first movie. kittridge and the white widow's semi-familial relationship was very unexpected and sweet
also, AI AS A VILLAIN!!!!!!! bitch i did not have my brain chemistry rewired by person of interest and a warforged dnd character i made just to not enjoy that. benji's voice being used to misdirect ethan fucked me up in so many ways, and its insistence on stories was very fun because as we all know, there are many different stories out in the world, and many different versions of each one. i loved that pom fulfilled the AI's prophecy that she would betray gabriel NOT BECAUSE OF THE REASON IT THOUGHT, but because it betrayed HER over a possible course she hadn't even taken yet
i AM very worried about benji for the second part, they made a point of showing him on EVERY line of that epilogue that referenced death. "the closer someone is to you, the harder to keep them alive" > benji's face (watching ethan, which says as much about benji as it could foreshadow for ethan); "should your agents be captured or killed" > benji's face. it also showed his face on a line similar to "do it alone", which makes me TERRIFIED that he'll take on the entity in the sevastapol sphere by himself and have to make a grand heroic sacrifice in the process, at which point i'll fill my pockets with stones and toss myself bodily into the nearest lake
that said, dead reckoning might be my least favorite of the franchise, and not just because it was overblown and grandiose and a two-parter. it feels like they saw the john wick movies and went 'That's what the people want', when the reason people love mission impossible in the first place is because of its rock solid ensemble cast and the elaborate deceptions that make it a Spy franchise, not just an Action one.
now the big issue. ilsa my love. i don't think ilsa is actually dead - she simply would Not lose to gabriel, she has been fighting to stay alive every second of her life - but i do think her sacrifice was necessary to get grace on their side. so i think that's a plan that we'll see pay out in the second movie.
but if it's Not a plan and they just killed her like that........girl what the fuck is happening on this day
(also the way that benji reacted to her death, and the way he hid it from the team and slapped the tears away to get back to work, thanks i hate it)
like i won't be generous with the franchise and say it's always done its female characters right - in fact i feel like 90% of the praise i see for characters like jane carter and ilsa faust comes from the fact that we as a fandom scooped them up and said 'you deserve better' and created art and fics and meta that fleshed out the parts of them that weren't created to add sex appeal/romance tom cruise. but the franchise has at least done Better for them than dead reckoning did. they didn't even give pom's character a name, dude (EDIT YES THEY DID I’M A FOOL HER NAME IS PARIS)
i think their problem is that they are Very Very good at creating wonderfully complex and obviously flawed female characters, but when they don't know what to do with them anymore, they fall into a box that says Ethan's Love Interest. and by god i will wrest grace from that box so long as i am breathing i can tell you that
that said, i can see why they made the creative choices that come across to me as bad faith. pom being a nameless henchman but ethan Still goes out of his way to save her life hammers home the ways that humans are different from AI, and how unique ethan is as an agent. grace's name being a random throwaway alias that she is then trapped with bc she keeps being chased by the people she used it with is reminiscent of her stealing the key and then being trapped in an epic struggle she never wanted. even ilsa dying is a way for her to take her story into her own hands: after so long of being treated as dispensable by MI-6 and the syndicate, she is the one who decides when and who she dies for, and why she dies. (even though she's not dead)
anyway, complaints aside, always a fun movie. extremely funny car chase. women are hot. pom klementieff is feral and i adore her. i have thoughts for days and that mission impossible fic i've got going is about to take OFF
#dead reckoning spoilers#mission impossible spoilers#keeping this out of the main tags just in case#simon pegg as benji you have bewitched me body and soul#oxly hollers
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Julia season 2 spoliers... the first 3 episodes. My thoughts.
Ok is me did the 3 new episodes of season 2 equal nothing, well maybe not nothing. But could been just 1 episode. As far plot deployment, story line and character development the writers could of put what really mattered in those 3 episodes into one. There was in my opinion alot of just wasted screen time! Where nothing happened and it wasn't even all that interesting. Which is truly sad for this series. I kept wanting them to go back to Boston, even though France is beautiful. But it's like they kept them there because HBO spent the money to actually film in France and no other reason. So milk every drop out of it for no other reason goog the series or not.
So here in my opinion what could of been left out or made better. That would of improved and tighter plot points and scenes over all.
First James Beard little friend, that just came off as awkward, uncomfortable, unseemingly and just embarrassing that the show did that. Why not give him a proper boyfriend? They could done that and James just call him, his "friend" which everyone knows what he meant. Not some dude half his age, that well embarrassing. 🙄 Then we wouldn't have to had to deal with Stockard Channing as a beard lord that bad also so. Maybe it because I'm part of the lgbtqia+ community but I found that just horribly badly done over all. Then to have James boy toy hit on Paul was ridiculous!
Less of Julia and Simone Beck fighting. Cause all kept thinking was wow Simone Beck is really toxic to Julia maybe she shouldn't be friends with her.
Avis kinda dating that professor dude that there was no value in that whatsoever. Except to show her as unhappy, which they could of easily done some other way. Than that would of compelled her to go to Paris.
Did we really need to see as much of the misogyny as the TV station or the way we did? I'm not saying it didn't need to be shown, oh it did. But it was overkill, I think it would of been more effective if they stuck with certain scenes that had that biggest impact. The scene after Albert's interview with Helen Gurley Brown was really good. Maybe one scene with dudes in a meeting with Alice and Dorothy, the men having hissy fit. But than multiple meetings along with comments the men make. Then the one dude getting all butt hurt cause Dorothy wouldn't go out with him. It was important to show how it was back than for women in the work place. It may have been far more effective if it wasn't just all word play. Or showing other women working there being treated the same way not just Alice and Dorothy. Because that kind behavior effective all women back than. That would been far better then lazy ass effort we got from the writers.
That whole plot point with Judith and French singer. 🙄 If her ended up sleeping with him maybe. But seriously what was the point of that?! It was just dumb.
The whole point in a series or movie is move the plot forward, to move characters story line forward. If something isn't doing that it shouldn't be that. It should be rendered useless.
Some of the stuff is great for fanfiction of course but outside that it just in the way. I'm glad we're going back to Boston next episode though. Because I know Julia going have issues with Dorothy that's going be interesting.
Also Blanche needs to stop being a complete bitch to Judith! Personally I would told Blanche to go fuck herself and find someone else to be her eyes!! If she's going to accuse me of shit and be a total cunt to me!!
I can't wait until Avis starts dating that younger guy. I remember that from previews. It's going freakin brilliant. I personally wish they'd have her date a woman but they be boring. Avis is seriously my favorite character.
Ok can they find someone better for Alice? I don't know what it's about that dude but I don’t like him. Haven't liked since they first put them together. They need to find her a better man or how a woman.
I guess I'm tried of seeing period pieces they'll put a guy man character in it, but they hardly ever put a lesbian in them. It's fucking annoying.
Anyway I am looking forward to next week episode. I just think they didn't need to give us 3 episodes oh nonsense. It was rather disappointing to watch.
#julia series#julia hbo#julia season 2#julia child#julia max#sarah lancashire#david hyde pierce#bebe neuwirth#brittany bradford#fiona glascott#fran kranz#judith light
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Hello! Happy June! It's Pride and I have another question (3/30)
Today's piece of history comes in the form of a film/documentary recommendation of "Paris Is Burning".
"Paris Is Burning" was released in 1990 and it provides a snapshot of New York City in the 1980's through the eyes of the city's African American and Latinx Harlem drag and ball scene. The title itself refers to an annual ball held by the artist Paris Dupree, who is featured in the film, and the film explores the elaborately structured ball competitions, where the contestants are judged on their dance talent, the beauty of their clothes and their ability to adhere to the categories.
The focus is on rival fashion "houses" (a term coined by legend Crystal LaBeija, and her successor of the Head of the House of LaBeija, Pepper LaBeija, is featured prominently in this film), showing us their competitions, the House "Mothers" and the experiences of being both queer and POC during the AIDs crisis.
It features legendary voguers, drag queens, and trans women of colour - the main figures and fights for queer rights, and people that we, and especially US Americans, owe a lot to.
I think this film is a great starting point for an introduction to the people who helped build both the ball scene and the drag scene to the absolutely phenomenal standard it is today. It's also just ICONIC.
As for my question, something that is talked about a lot in this film is the ability to/act of "throwing shade" and the skill of "reading", both of which are terms coined by the black queer community and refer to subtle and/or clever ways of insulting or conveying disgust with someone or thing. So, and this is only tangentially related, what was your favourite line from Larray and Issa's "Cancelled Remix"?
(yeah, yeah, not as related as usual, however, I wanted everyone to be able to answer at least one question because my other question is:)
Have you seen this film? And if so, what did you think of it?
(if you haven't seen it and end up watching it from this ask, please tell me what you think!! xx)
Happy Pride 🌈 🎉
I'm so late for this one but I'm finally here!!!
My favorite line of Larray and Issa's song is not really a diss, but the "who the fuck trynna nut in my butt" but my favorite diss was the one calling George a twink 🤭
And I never watched this movie, but I'll try to in the next few days!!
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Hello! Happy June! It's Pride and I have another question (3/30)
Today's piece of history comes in the form of a film/documentary recommendation of "Paris Is Burning".
"Paris Is Burning" was released in 1990 and it provides a snapshot of New York City in the 1980's through the eyes of the city's African American and Latinx Harlem drag and ball scene. The title itself refers to an annual ball held by the artist Paris Dupree, who is featured in the film, and the film explores the elaborately structured ball competitions, where the contestants are judged on their dance talent, the beauty of their clothes and their ability to adhere to the categories.
The focus is on rival fashion "houses" (a term coined by legend Crystal LaBeija, and her successor of the Head of the House of LaBeija, Pepper LaBeija, is featured prominently in this film), showing us their competitions, the House "Mothers" and the experiences of being both queer and POC during the AIDs crisis.
It features legendary voguers, drag queens, and trans women of colour - the main figures and fights for queer rights, and people that we, and especially US Americans, owe a lot to.
I think this film is a great starting point for an introduction to the people who helped build both the ball scene and the drag scene to the absolutely phenomenal standard it is today. It's also just ICONIC.
As for my question, something that is talked about a lot in this film is the ability to/act of "throwing shade" and the skill of "reading", both of which are terms coined by the black queer community and refer to subtle and/or clever ways of insulting or conveying disgust with someone or thing. So, and this is only tangentially related, what was your favourite line from Larray and Issa's "Cancelled Remix"?
(yeah, yeah, not as related as usual, however, I wanted everyone to be able to answer at least one question because my other question is:)
Have you seen this film? And if so, what did you think of it?
(if you haven't seen it and end up watching it from this ask, please tell me what you think!! xx)
Happy Pride 🌈 🎉
i’m not a huge movie person or show watcher but that film sounds incredible so thank you for the recommendation! i’ll watch it if i have some free time :D
and oh my god LMFAO. i have a couple fave lines from the canceled remix. but honestly my favorite one would have to be the george diss in the middle of the song LOL, like for some reason the “colors fucked up in the head” part got me so bad 💀 that entire verse did tbh 😭 like i couldn’t stop giggling lol
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Hello! Happy June! It's Pride and I have another question (3/30)
Today's piece of history comes in the form of a film/documentary recommendation of "Paris Is Burning".
"Paris Is Burning" was released in 1990 and it provides a snapshot of New York City in the 1980's through the eyes of the city's African American and Latinx Harlem drag and ball scene. The title itself refers to an annual ball held by the artist Paris Dupree, who is featured in the film, and the film explores the elaborately structured ball competitions, where the contestants are judged on their dance talent, the beauty of their clothes and their ability to adhere to the categories.
The focus is on rival fashion "houses" (a term coined by legend Crystal LaBeija, and her successor of the Head of the House of LaBeija, Pepper LaBeija, is featured prominently in this film), showing us their competitions, the House "Mothers" and the experiences of being both queer and POC during the AIDs crisis.
It features legendary voguers, drag queens, and trans women of colour - the main figures and fights for queer rights, and people that we, and especially US Americans, owe a lot to.
I think this film is a great starting point for an introduction to the people who helped build both the ball scene and the drag scene to the absolutely phenomenal standard it is today. It's also just ICONIC.
As for my question, something that is talked about a lot in this film is the ability to/act of "throwing shade" and the skill of "reading", both of which are terms coined by the black queer community and refer to subtle and/or clever ways of insulting or conveying disgust with someone or thing. So, and this is only tangentially related, what was your favourite line from Larray and Issa's "Cancelled Remix"?
(yeah, yeah, not as related as usual, however, I wanted everyone to be able to answer at least one question because my other question is:)
Have you seen this film? And if so, what did you think of it?
(if you haven't seen it and end up watching it from this ask, please tell me what you think!! xx)
Happy Pride 🌈 🎉
i could not REMOTELY have guessed what the question was going to be based on that leadup LMAOOO but my favorite is definitely “colors fucked up in the head bitch is this green or red” so out of pocket but legit the funniest line in the whole thing
and i actually have seen paris is burning! i watched it for an anthropology class a few years ago and i thought it was amazing, i loved having that window into the past and seeing a culture that i’m sorry to say i knew nothing about before, i really think everyone should watch it
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#crazy ex girlfriend#'that's her paris!' is one of my favorite lines from this show it's so fucking funny alksfjlkasjf#was just thinking about it this morning so i wanted to cap it and post#tv#upa.txt
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𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x short!fem!influencer!reader
𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: vinnie’s favorite thing about dating a short girl? how his clothes look on her.
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: fluff!, maybe some suggestive parts? +swearing and reader being an olivia rodrigo fan
𝗔/𝗡: this was a request i got months ago and i lost the ask so hopefully they see this!! i’ve been writing tall readers, so now it’s time for my short readers to shine!! (i made reader 5’1 but you can definitely just add in your own personal height! other than that, there was nothing too specific) PS: I KNOW OLIVIAS TOUR HASNT STARTED YET, THIS IS FICTION 🥴
also, i’ve been making gifs for my fics recently, and honestly?? don’t they look BOMB? ugh, idk i’m proud 😋
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you and vinnie had an annual vacation that was almost a tradition for you two. every year, you’d put aside your schedule for the month, and spend it somewhere new with the love of your life. it was something the two of you looked forward to, always being exhausted from the influencer life and just wanting be together and see new things.
you two were only on your ninth day in paris, and had so much planned. one of those plans was crafted by vinnie, who had bought the two of you tickets to one of your favorite artists.
seeing the words ‘olivia rodrigo’ in neon lights while holding the hand of your lover, was a memory you’d never forget. the only tickets he could manage, were in general admission so you were slightly mobbed while in the line for the venue, many people recognizing the two of you from tiktok.
sure, it was somewhat annoying, but they were all much kinder than you expected and thankfully, not too many people bothered you after getting pictures. you guys had pit seats and you had never been to a concert before.
your blood pressure was through the roof and you were on the verge of bouncing off of the walls. a security guard had recognized vinnie and brought the two of you to a section outside of the pit where bars would separate you from the general public— which you were immensely thankful for. being rubbed up against a bunch of fans, just was not the move.
when the show started, people seated in front of you stood up and you realized how shitty your view was, despite being so close, everyone was just too goddamn tall, that you couldn’t see anything. you always hated being shorter than everyone and the silhouette of the back of peoples heads, had haunted you since you were young. you had lightly bounced up, trying to see olivia who was almost completely blocked out of view, her floating head the only thing you could see. vinnie noticed immediately and grabbed you, placing you on his shoulders. you had one hand in his hair and another waving around as you shouted out the lyrics, seeing olivia crystal clear.
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“that was fucking incredible.” you paced in your socks around the bedroom of the loft you were staying at, vinnie laying stomach flat on the bed, admiring you with his head in his hands.
“i mean…i can’t feel my legs and my throat hurts like hell but, god that was incredible.”
“well, i’m glad you had fun.” he cooed.
“of course i had fun! oh my goodness, today has been one of the best days literally ever.” you sighed and sat on the side of the bed, your legs dangling over the edge. you checked the time on your phone, “it’s late but i’m starving..”
“you want food?”
“yeah, do u?”
“sure, i don’t mind. what do you want?” he sat upright and pulled out his phone, ording your favorite.
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once you guys finished eating, you decided to do the rest of your laundry before bed. it was almost 3am and you were still jumping with excitement, like a kid who had too much candy.
“do she know how proud i am she was created? with the courage to unlearn all of their hatred.” you sang softly, humming the rest of the song. vinnie had taken a shower and was blow drying his hair so he couldn’t hear you.
you were listening to music through your headphones, droning out the noises coming from the bathroom. you folded the small articles of clothing, your brain associating the music to the core memory you had just experienced.
“and when the clouds won’t iron out and monsters creep into your house…” you sung, oblivious to the boy watching you, his back against the wall outside of the bathroom and his arms crossed. it didn’t matter how much your throat hurt, you loved singing along to songs, even if you weren’t the best at it.
“and every door is hard to close….” you bent over momentarily, picking up a sock that fell off the bed and continuing to fold the clean laundry.
“well i hope you know how proud i am you were created. with the courage to unlearn all of their hatred..” grabbing the completed pile of shirts, you turned to put them in the drawer beside the tv, seeing how you’d be living there for a few weeks.
“but god, i hope that your happier today..” you paused and closed your eyes, letting yourself have a moment with the outro of the song.
“cause i love you..”
“and i hope that you’re okay.” vinnie mouthed the words as he heard you finish the song. he began clapping, and since the song ended, you could hear it.
jumping slightly, you grew flustered. you didn’t sing much infront of vinnie unless there was music playing, so knowing he saw you sing fully acappella, was scary.
“oh stop, i sounded like a dying cat.”
“oh come on, you’re not THAT bad.” he joked pulling the covers up while you finished putting the laundry away.
“i’m sorry you had to hold me up all night..” vinnie wouldn’t admit it, but his shoulders were slightly sore from caring you all those hours, but he didn’t care. it was worth it, seeing how happy you were. plus, you were so little that your legs fit just fine around his shoulders.
“did you have fun?”
“yeah! i bought merch, y/n! of course i had fun.” he exclaimed.
“OH YEAH, about that…i wanna wear your shirt for bed tonight. i just wanna try it on since you got a shirt that i didn’t get.”
“let me get this straight— i buy you four shirts and one for myself, and you want to wear mine?” he asked.
“just this once! then it’s yours!” you smiled, holding your hands behind your back and looking up at vinnie who towered over you.
“fine, but only because you’re so cute..” he leaned down to kiss your nose before pulling his shirt out of the bag and watching you get dressed. it was just a standard tour shirt with olivia on the front and the tour dates on the back.
“let me see how your little five foot body looks wearing my shirt.” he laid under the covers, his arms behind his head as he leaned against the headboard.
“hey, i’m 5’1!”
“wow, so scary!” he put his hands up and mocked you as you spun around to face him.
“shut up! i didn’t ask to be short..” you huffed, crossing your arms.
“that looks so good on you, i—just have my children, right now—“
“what?!” you giggled, taken off guard as he swooped you up and placed you on his lap, the blankets in between you.
“you look so sexy in my clothes, sweetheart, i can’t help it.” he groaned, kissing up your neck.
“it’s literally too big for me, it ends at my knees!”
“yes, and i love it..” he continued his assault on your neck, peppering kisses everywhere.
“wait, look!” you jumped up, vinnie whining and questioning you as you ran to the window.
“it’s raining!” you cheered, grabbing your phone and filming it before realizing that it was too dark.
“y/n…you’ve seen rain before, this isn’t special.”
“yeah, but it’s my first time seeing rain in paris.” sliding open the window, you stuck a hand out, feeling the rain hit your palm. vinnie sauntered behind you, bending over to place his chin on your head.
“you’re so cute.” he smiled.
“i know..”
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The Wonderful Benefits Of Physical Touch
A Spencer Reid Imagine
Female!Reader, BAU!Reader// A whole 4939 words
Warnings// Mentions of domestic abuse (not inflicted on reader or involving Spencer), kissing, A SHIT TON OF FLUFF, language, lack of spellcheck, this is just so so so so so soft like- I know it’s long, but it’ll make your heart warm
Summary// Reader’s had trouble sleeping for the past couple of nights and Spencer notices something’s off with her, it comes out when they have to share a hotel room and he helps her fall asleep.
Key// Y/f/n- Your first name, Y/m/n- Your middle name, Y/l/n- Your last name
Not my gif: I hope you guys enjoy, I love this one and spent wayyyyy too much time on it!!
You woke up in a cold sweat, your least favorite way to wake up. You were shivering, but you could feel sweat slowly dripping down your face. You took a second to catch your breath before trying to remember where you were. You noticed the sun, then your light blue curtains, then your alarm clock. 5:00AM. You sighed, having finally fell asleep at 4:30, you hoped you’d get more than a half hour of sleep before you needed to be up at 6:00, but it looks like that wasn’t in the cards for you.
You were exhausted, and there was nothing worse than being exhausted and not being able to sleep. Luckily, coffee had been enough to keep you going for the past couple of weeks. You weren’t exactly sure why you couldn’t sleep. At first you were having nightmares, but they’d gone away.
A month ago, your older sister, Hailee, went missing. A week after she showed up at your doorstep, told you she was running from her abusive husband.
You heard a knock on your door, causing all the hairs on the back of your neck to stand up. You reached in the drawer of your entry table, pulling out your gun. To be completely honest, you hated guns, probably because you’d blamed them for a good amount of the problems in the world, but as the communications liaison, you were required to have one for your job.
You peered through the peephole of your apartment, dropping the gun on the ground when you saw who it was. You pulled open the door as fast as possible, pulling her into a hug as tears poured out of your eyes.
“Never, ever scare me like that again Hails,” your sister was in charge of public relations for Givenchy in Paris, and every time she visited you she brought you an exclusive portfolio of their latest designs. So when you felt a book up against your chest, you weren’t surprised, and didn’t give it a second thought, “What’s this?” You opened the book to scroll through the pages, only to gasp at what you saw. Broken ribs, broken legs, broken everything.
“My medical records...” you looked up at her to see you hadn’t made eye contact this entire time, meaning you hadn’t noticed the dark purple under her eye. You knew instantly, having seen it too much in your line of work, “I wanna put him in jail, but I had to get out of there first. I checked the calendar you sent me looking for your next day off and booked the quickest flight I could get. I wanted to tell you, I’m so sorry-” You and your sister were closer than ever, and you cursed yourself for not picking up on it when she wasn’t coming to many more family events. She probably knew if you saw her with him in person you’d pick up on it instantly.
“Stop apologizing, we’re gonna put that asshole in jail, okay?” She nodded and you pulled her back into another hug.
“I-I have recordings. Of him yelling at me, do we need them?” She choked out through tears. All your life she’d been your protector since you were kids, but more importantly, she was your best friend, only two years apart from you in age, which is why you knew something was off when she hadn’t called to check up on you in a week like she normally did. Your parents refused to report her missing, not that you tried to get them to or anything, they just assumed she was in between countries and not able to answer her phone. Spencer and JJ could both tell something was up with you at work, but didn’t want to push you. You ended up telling them you could feel something was off with your sister, and you hadn’t slept, but if anyone could work on no sleep, it was you.
“That would be good, go sit down. Does he know you’re gone? I’m gonna get you water.” You went straight into your kitchen, filling up a glass.
“I don’t think so. I told him I had to go on a business trip, even bought a plane ticket to London and everything. I was gonna call mom and dad, but I didn’t know if he could tap into my phone or something.” You handed her the glass.
“I’m gonna make a couple phone calls, you need sleep,” you reached for the blanket on your couch to lay over her.
“Y/n/n,” she grabbed your wrist, “you look like you need sleep,” she wasn’t wrong, you hadn’t slept for more than four hours after the first missed call of hers. You thought you’d covered it up fairly well, but if anyone could tell, it was her.
“I’m fine, you can sleep in my bed if the couch is uncomfortable, but really, get some rest.” You called Hotch, who was in the office, and faxed him copies of Hailee’s medical records, telling him it was an emergency and you needed him to contact the police in Hailee’s county and arrest her husband. He was arrested that day, and pleaded guilty after more and more women started to stand up.
You were thankful Hailee came to you, but since then, you still hadn’t gotten a full night of sleep. Even after he was put in prison, even after everything was settled with your parents, even though you knew Hailee was in bed safe, you still felt off. The nightmares faded, but the bad sleeping habits stayed. And you had no idea why. You’d tried everything, herbal remedies, meditation, ice baths, etc, but none of it worked.
You got in the shower, got dressed, and made yourself breakfast, jamming out to music to try to improve your mood before getting on your way. You arrived at work at 7:00, usually arriving at 7:15, you were hyper-organized, so you always liked to have the case out and ready at 7:20, giving you ten minutes to prep in your head. Since you were early, you turned on your favorite audiobook and closed your eyes for a couple seconds, taking in the calm before going to look at dead bodies. You opened your eyes after a couple minutes, your body realizing you fell asleep. You checked the clock in your car. Shit. It was 7:25. You grabbed your bag and walked into the building, grabbing the file off of your desk and walking as fast as you could into the conference room. Derek and JJ were already sitting in the conference room chatting amongst themselves. You walked in and rapidly started pinning pictures up to the board, you already knew the case, but needed to have everything ready to present.
“Derek I can’t reach that thumbtack can you grab it.” It was barely out of your reach,
“Wow Y/n, no ‘good morning my sweet Derek, how are you on this fine day”?” He was right, you weren’t exactly your chipper self this morning.
“You don’t wanna fuck with me right now Morgan,” you turned to glare at him, earning a laugh from JJ.
“Damn, okay, put those daggers away, I’ll grab the thumbtack...,” Derek handed you the thumbtack and you pinned up your final picture. You closed your eyes and started to go over what you were going to say in your head. You could feel JJ and Derek judging you, now joined by Emily who walked in while your eyes were closed, “A single word and I will hurt all of you, slowly but effectively.” Spencer walked in the room tapping your shoulder and slightly startling you, causing you to jump. He put one hand on your shoulder causing heat to rise to your cheeks. Spencer was your best friend, your adorable, undateable, best friend. You could practically feel JJ giving you a look, you were so undeniably lucky Spencer wasn’t exactly the best at social cues and wasn’t always trying to profile you, because you were the absolute worst at hiding your innocent little crush.
“Woah...I just brought you coffee, I saw your mug was still in the cabinet and assumed you didn’t arrive here at your usual 7:15,” he handed you a cup of coffee, and you took a deep breath.
“Spencer Reid, you are my knight in shining amour,” Spencer smiled and you sipped your coffee, thankful he knew just how you liked it.
“What do we have?” Hotch walked in and you went into formation.
“Three dead in Seattle,” you pointed to the board, reading through their names and ages.
“They’re all the same age, but there’s no specific type here?” JJ asked.
“Yes, about that, their...um...” you swallowed, tripping over your words just a little, “ring fingers are all cut off.”
“Do we know what with?” Emily motioned for the picture and you handed her one of the extra copies.
“M.E. said they’d contact us when we arrive.”
“Alright, wheels up in 30,” everyone head out of the conference room while you took a second to clean up your files. You sat down in one of the empty seats, drinking your coffee and taking a deep breath before heading back out into the bullpen. You sat at your desk and pulled out Pride and Prejudice, deciding to reread it for the fourth time this month. You starting sucking on your lower lip, feeling tears start to well up in your eyes, you body was on override from lack of sleep, and being off schedule was putting you over the edge. It had never been an issue before, but at the moment, you just wanted time to not look at dead bodies, but you didn’t feel like that plane ride to Washington was gonna be long enough. You took a deep breath, knowing you could stop yourself from crying if you tried hard enough. You felt that familiar hand on your shoulder.
“Come with me I wanna show you something,” Spencer lightly pulled your shoulder.
“Spence,” you looked up at him, something was off, “I’m reading,” you smiled at him with furrowed eyebrows, motion to your book. Spencer grabbed the book out of your hand and scrolled through the pages.
“I will literally recite the first ten pages for you later,” he raised his eyebrows at you and you caved, he was lucky he was your one weakness.
“Okay, okay fine, will you at least tell me where we’re going?” You walked with him only to end up in an empty office. An agent had transferred last week leaving an empty office in the back hallway. Spencer pulled you in and closed the blinds, “Am I being held hostage?” you joked, not getting a laugh in response.
“What’s going on with you?” Shit.
“Nothing’s going on with me?” You were good, really good, at masking emotion, even for a team of profilers, but apparently you weren’t good enough today.
“Y/n...” you stared at him, standing your guard, “Okay fine, you’ve started doing that foot-tapping thing again, you forgot your coffee this morning, and you’re blinking more rapidly than average, which means you’re either dehydrated or trying to stop yourself from crying,” you felt your eyes start to water again, “and you're probably the most well-hydrated person I’ve ever met, so what’s going on?” When you didn’t respond with words, but a sniffle and a tear, Spencer wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you up against him. You knew he did this because studies showed skin to skin contact was the easiest way to calm any negative emotion, but your heart still stopped beating for a second as your wrapped your hands around his neck, “I-I didn’t mean to make you cry, I just wanted to know if I could help,” he whispered, as if talking too loud would only make you more upset. Once you calmed down a little, you pulled away, “Do you want to talk about it?” You shook your head, you didn’t really have anything to talk about, you were just so tired.
“Sorry,” you wiped the leftover tears from your face, “I’m just having a bad day, didn’t sleep much last night,” you hadn’t slept much in more than just last night, but you didn’t feel like worrying anyone right now.
“It’s okay,” his voice was still gentle.
“Do I have streaks on my face?” He shook his head, “We should probably go to the jet.” You motioned to the door.
“We have 17 minutes if you need another second...”
“Nope, I am all good, but thank you, seriously Spence,” you reached for his hand and squeezed it, “thank you,” you speed walked back into the bullpen, putting on your best smile. When you got on the jet, Spencer sat across from you. You played chess most of the flight while debating over movies with Emily.
The case went by extremely quick, considering the fact that the Unsub’s maid found a box of fingers with wedding rings on them in the Unsub’s closet. You only had to hold one press conference to get someone to come forward, which was lovely because all you wanted to do was get home.
“Bad news,” Hotch walked into the room you and Emily were sitting in the Police Office, “Jet can’t come in until sunrise, they’re expecting a big storm,” you threw your head back, damnit, “I was able to get four rooms at the hotel, so double up. Oh and Y/n, good work on the press conference, if it wasn’t for you, we’d probably be stuck here a couple more days,” you smiled. A couple seconds later Spencer popped his head into the room.
“Penelope called Morgan, and JJ’s got Emily, so that leaves you and me,” of course it did.
“Sounds good,” you smiled, feeling Emily’s eyes on you as he turned around and left.
“Wow, complimented by Hotch and getting a night alone with Spencer, it’s like all your dreams are coming true at once,” you playfully slapped her arm.
When you got back to your hotel you all split off into your rooms. You argued with Spencer over who got to use the bathroom first, but you eventually won. Won meaning you got to the bathroom before him. You put on a sports bra and shorts, following it up with a loose tee-shirt when you remembered you were sharing a room with Spencer and not Emily and JJ per usual. Usually Penelope didn’t come on trips unless necessary, which in this case she was, so instead of the usual three rooms, Hotch got four. You washed your face with cold water hoping the internet was right and it would help you fall asleep.
“Don’t use up all the hot water,” Spencer yelled in from the bedroom.
“I take morning showers,” you opened the bathroom door and reentered the bedroom.
“Good, Derek takes forty-five minute showers.”
“Yeah, that sounds about right,” Spencer took a pretty quick shower, and you rested yourself in the queen-sized bed, grabbing your copy of Pride and Prejudice and returning to your page. You were pretty into the story when Spencer came back in.
“So...I can take the floor,” you’d totally forgotten once again that these was not your usual sleeping conditions, but you still trusted Spencer enough to share a bed with him, you’d fallen asleep next to him on the couch in his apartment on multiple movie nights, how is that any different?
“Spence, how long have we known each other?”
“209 days,” you giggled, expecting a much less specific answer.
“Okay then I’d assume our 209 day friendship is enough to allow us to share a bed together without it being weird?” You marked your page and closed your book.
“Are you sure you’re comfortable with that?”
“You are quite the gentleman, but yes, I swear. Unless you snore like Emily, then I might kick you out of the room completely,” you pointed finger guns at him. He laughed and laid on the opposite side of the bed, grabbing a book of his own. He finished his book in a couple minutes, closing it and grabbing a manual from the desk.
“I know you are not about to read that microwave manual.”
“What? It’s interesting,” he looked so cute perusing through all of the different manuals spread out on the hotel desk.
“That is a bad, bad idea,” you closed your book shut, “actually, we should both probably try to get some sleep,” you were exhausted, and while you knew you weren’t going to get much sleep, you still wanted darkness and quiet to revel in. He shut off the lights and pulled the covers over his head, whispering a goodnight to you before drifting off into sleep. You were about two hours into your nightly routine of staring at the ceiling when Spencer’s voice brought you back into reality.
“Why aren’t you sleeping?” He muttered, you glanced over at him to see his eyes were still closed and decided to pretend you were asleep, “Y/n, I know the length of space between breaths when a human is sleeping, therefore, I know you’re awake.” You turned your head to face him.
“You got me,” you yawned. He sat up against the headboard of the bed, and you did the same.
“You wanna tell me what’s going on now?” You continued to stare at the wall in front of the bed, but you could feel his eyes on you.
“I haven’t been sleeping for a while,” you leaned your head back against the wood.
“I thought that got better?”
“I’ve been trying, but I can’t sleep for more than thirty minutes at a time, I haven’t been able to since Hailee went missing. I thought it would fix itself when I found out she was fine, but nope.”
“You...” he reached out to poke your leg, making you giggle, “should’ve told me sooner, I am very well versed on ways to help sleep.”
“Spence, I’ve literally done everything, it’s hopeless,” you laughed, “but I might take you up on your offer to recite those Pride and Prejudice pages for me.”
“That’ll be our last resort. Have you tried eating bananas, they contain-”
“Tryptophan. Yeah I only drank warm milk and ate bananas and cherries for three days straight, nothing, but is it possible to become lactose intolerant from drinking too much milk?”
“There are many studies on why raw milk doesn’t cause lactose intolerance, but for legal reasons, not much has been studied about processed milk and how the differences relate to lactose intolerance, but really to answer your question, lactose intolerance is caused because of the enzyme lactase which splits the-,” he stopped once he heard your giggling, “...and you were kidding. Y/n, I am trying to help here, what about herbal teas?”
“Tried, didn’t work.”
“Um...meditation?” You nodded, “What about lowering your apartment temperature?”
“I literally can only sleep in the cold,” he was about to interrupt but you already knew what was coming, “...and I already tried the opposite, raising the temperature, which sucked by the way.”
“This might sound a little strange, but what are the colors of your bedroom wall?”
“I already looked into the impact of cool versus warm colors on sleep, my walls are white and I have blue curtains, my lights are led, so they aren’t yellow, and I don’t use any electronics for an hour before I get in bed,”
“Then it’s not physical, it’s mental, you know talking about what’s bothering you helps. Compartmentalizing really doesn’t.”
“I haven’t been compartmentalizing though, I’ve even been journaling and stuff, even though I absolutely hate it.”
“Hmm,” he went quiet for a second, you opened your mouth to ask and he stopped you, “I’m thinking...,” it was like a lightbulb turned on over his head, “I got it what about-” He stopped.
“What?”
“It’s just...”
“What? Spencer? I’d literally try anything at this point.”
“Serotonin.”
“We’re not all super geniuses, please don’t make me ask,” you pleaded.
“Serotonin’s a monoamine neurotransmitter...um it’s a large contributer to feelings of well-being and happiness, but a study I read last week actually talked about how involved it is in the regulation of sleep...um it has sort of a calming effect when activated,” sounded like pure bliss to you.
“And how do I activate it?”
“Yes that’s the um...” he looked over at you before continuing his explanation, “...so the most effective way is through deep touch pressure, which is a form of tactile sensory input. It’s mostly provided by firm holding, firm stroking, hugging, and cuddling.”
“Oh,” it clicked in your head.
“It’s actually really interesting, if you think back to the times you’re most relaxed, or just times that are coined as relaxing in general. Spas have done really well with this in general, with the hot stone massages especially, the heat combined with the cool temperature of the spa, mixed with the weight of the stones, it mimics a beach so well, which also is coined for relaxation considering how the heat acts as a blanket in some pretenses. Being in your mother’s arms, cuddling with a significant other, all good examples of serotonin, which is why weighted blankets are so popular now, they mimic the feeling of being held, they mimic that deep touch pressure...,” you let him ramble on about weighted blankets while you thought about what he was actually talking about. You’d been thinking about the events that would occur if you and Spencer shared a bed for a night, and while you might’ve thought of more explicit things than cuddling, the thought of anything more than a hug with him made your heart race, “Are you still listening?”
“Sorry, I got,” you cleared your throat, “distracted.”
“Sorry I didn’t mean to-”
“No it’s okay, it’s a good idea,” you stammered, wanting to slap yourself. You sounded way too excited, which you were, but that excitement was coated with nerves. It was silent for a minute before Spencer spoke up again.
“When Hailee first went missing, it had only been three days, so I asked you how you knew something was wrong, and you said you just knew. It’s like with baby cheetahs, baby cheetahs always know when there’s something wrong with their older siblings because they are their protectors, it’s their instinct, just like yours,” He turned to look into your eyes, and brought his voice down into a whisper, “You told me a story about how when you were younger and you’d get nightmares, instead of running into your mother’s room, which is the natural instinct, you’d run into Hailee’s room and she’d hold you instead. When I asked why, you said it was because she was a room closer, but I think it really was because of your independence. No matter how independent you were, you still needed someone, and no matter how independent you are now, you still crave that serotonin, you crave that physical touch. You’re human. It’s just like earlier today, I didn’t want to bring it up because I’m sure you feel embarrassed about crying during work, but it’s completely normal. We aren’t sociopaths like these people we go after, we have empathy, and it’s part of the reason we’re so good at our jobs. No matter how many gruesome cases we see, we aren’t robots, so we all sometimes just need a moment to break down and compose ourselves in an emotional release, it’s just another human necessity. It’s science. And you can replicate it with a weighted blanket when you’re alone, but when you get the opportunity, you really just need more physical touch, that’s all,” he reached over to rub your shoulder, and a tear fell onto your check.
“You’re right,” you sniffled.
“Oh no,” he chuckled, wiping your cheek with his thumb, “I made you cry again.”
“No,” you placed your hand on top of his on your face, “you’re just the sweetest person I’ve ever met.” He didn’t respond, just opened his arms, nodding with his head for you to come closer. You scooted over and nestled your head into his chest. He pulled you into him, wrapping his arms around you and squeezing you tight. His hand slowly made its way to your lower back, peeking under your tee-shirt to draw light circles on your bare skin. You were close to falling asleep when you felt warm lips touch your forehead, causing you to immediately snap back.
“Sorry,” he whispered. He must’ve felt you stiffen in his arms. You tilted your head back and looked up at him, placing your hand on his jawline as you connected your lips with his, softly and slowly. You were hesitant, knowing part of your action was based off of exhaustion, but you were just sick of having to look at his lips everyday and long for them to be on yours without doing anything about it.
“Goodnight Spencer,” you pulled away quickly, returning you head to its spot on your chest.
“Goodnight Y/n,” he whispered back a minute later, and his hand resumed his circular motion, lulling you to a full night of sleep for the first night in many, many days.
You woke up a little lower on the bed then you were when you fell asleep, and your position changed. Spencer was laying on his back, and you were on your side, one of his arms under your waist and resting on your stomach. You were facing the alarm clock and gasped when you saw the time. You sat up out of Spencer’s arm, completely dumbfounded. It was 6:00AM, and the last time you checked the clock it was 11:00, you hadn’t woken up once. You started to get up when you were pulled back onto the bed.
“Spencer it’s 6:00,” you whisper yelled, “I just slept for seven full hours.”
“Mmm, think you can sleep for one more,”he turned onto his side so your back was now pressed into his chest.
“Seven hours, wow, and it’s all thanks to this incredible guy I know. He’s like a super-genius who taught me the wonderful benefits of the magical enzyme called ‘serotonin’, have you heard of it?”
“He sounds like a great guy,” he grumbled into your neck, “I’m so very happy for you,” he pressed his lips to your neck, giving you goosebumps and reminding you of your impulsive decision from the night before, “but shhh.” It had been decided, groggy Spencer was your new favorite Spencer.
“Spence...” you had to talk about this. If you didn’t, the whole team would be able to read you the second you got on the jet.
“No. Sleep.”
“Spencer...”
“Okay, I’ve officially been awoken from my peaceful slumber,” you wiggled so you were now facing him.
“Hi,” you whispered. His eyes opened slowly and he smiled at you, “you have very pretty eyes, they’re like honey.”
“You’re nice when you’re sleepy,” his hands shifted again to your lower back, drifting under your shirt to stroke your skin once again.
“I’m nice all the time,” you pouted.
“You were extra nice last night,” turns out groggy Spencer and confident Spencer were the same person, you rotated your body so you weren’t facing him, “How long?”
“How long what?”
“How long have you felt this way about me?” This was not a good question for you.
“How many days did you say we’ve known each other?”
“210 counting today.”
“Then 210 days,” you sighed out, you’d liked him since the first day you’d met, it wasn’t love at first sight or anything, but from your first conversation, he’d been giving you butterflies, “I’m really sorry if I ruined things between us.”
“You’re kidding right?” You leaned up, and furrowed your eyebrows at him, “I just thought you didn’t feel that way. If I knew, I would’ve done something about it, or I would’ve gotten weirdly distant until you forced me to tell you what was wrong,” he smiled and your heart melted.
“What’re we gonna do about the team?”
“Derek’s gonna be relentless,” he sighed out and you giggled, “but we’ll figure it out, just not right now, because I’m cold, and I want your body heat.” He pulled you back into him.
“I have to shower,” you mumbled.
“You smell fine,” you gave him a look, “okay, okay, go.” He released you from his tight hold, not before you gave him a quick kiss, and you ran to the bathroom. You took a quick shower, then put on your makeup and got dressed. You both decided to eat on the plane instead of charging the bureau for room service. When you arrived on the plane you said quick hellos to the team and took a seat right across from Derek. You didn’t say anything when you sat down, you just opened your book. You looked up to see Derek’s eyes shifting back and forth between you and Spencer, who was playing chess with Rossi a couple seats away.
“Y/f/n Y/m/n Y/l/n,” you looked up from your book, “Did you get laid last night?”
“Oh my god Derek! I spent the night with Spencer,” you shut your book closed fast.
“This is the first time I’ve seen you look genuinely relaxed in over a month,” he whispered at you, “did you spend the night with pretty boy over there or did you spend the night with him? Because you didn’t hear this from me, but pretty boy’s got it bad for you.”
“Oh really?” He was right, pretty boy did in fact have it bad for you.
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I was just really in the mood for some more Spencer fluff, if you liked this please check out Making A Move, it’s a lot shorter, but still cute.
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yo.. I saw the request that you posted today? IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD WHAT THE HELL? and I looked for the prompt and ended up finding it , Can you do a part 2 where the news reporter lady gets akumatized again finds the video that she was looking for? where y/n's crazy mafia father threatens to kill her now abusive ex boyfriend because he cheated on her but she was so blindly loyal and didn't want anybody to find out? like because that would be embarrassing but instead y/n didn't know (1)
HELLO! so I didn’t really understand the request well but i wrote this out and i’m planning on making another part related to this! so here it is! thank you for this request im so happy that you liked the first one.
Speaking of which, if you haven’t read the first one here it is!
Part One
The other part will be posted soon ;))
Strawberries, sunshine and Adrien Agreste on a red picnic blanket.
Life is so serene, so perfect at this moment. Especially with the blond resting his head on your lap as you run your fingers through his soft blond locks.
He hummed and smiled softly.
You noticed his cheeks were tinted red because of the time he spent in the sunshine.
He’s gorgeous.
You pick up a strawberry from the plate and pop it in your mouth, the sweet juice bursting and dripping from the corner of your lips.
Before you could react you felt a hand move to your face and wipe the substance with the thumb.
You look down and see Adrien looking at you, his green eyes glistening and full of life. You couldn’t help but move down and kiss him softly on the lips.
It was a slow, tender kiss which you didn’t want to pull away from but you did in order to catch your breath.
“Ma Belle,” Adrien whispers, moving a lock of your hair behind your ear. “How do you feel about coming to a film festival with me tonight?”
“Film festival? You need to elaborate on that babe.” You say quirking your eyebrow up.
You’ve never been to a film festival before, you didn’t even know what happened there.
Fuck, you’ve never even been to a movie theatre before because you basically have a whole private theatre in your house.
He furrows his eyebrows at you and chuckles. “Basically once a year the students organise a film festival on school campus. Students get to show their own short films and projects that they’ve done while we sit on the grass with snacks and drinks. It’s really fun.” He explains.
It really seemed like fun but you end up looking down. You knew that after last time’s event some people still thought of you as a bitch. People still whispered behind your back and they still judged you.
Other than that reason, your father was coming home tonight from Madrid and you were going to ask Adrien to come with you to meet him for the first time.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you want you come?” He asks you and you look at him, a slight frown on his face. “Alya is going to present her film today and I told her we’d come..” He continues and looks to the side.
“No, no I do !” You say quickly and sigh, “My dad is coming tonight and I was going to ask you to meet him.” You say, averting your eyes to the side.
You feel him stiffen up. “Oh.” He says.
“But I can tell him that we can meet for brunch tomorrow instead.” You say and hold his hand. “I know you’re nervous about meeting him but I just want my two favorite boys to finally meet.” You say and give him a small smile.
He softly chuckles and grabs your hand, kissing it. “Of course mon ange.”
You giggle and hug him. It made you happy that he was willing to come. He knew it would make you happy.
“What should I wear for the festival? I don’t want to be under-dressed.” You say suddenly pulling away, already thinking about the outfits you want to wear.
“I think I’d worry about you being over dressed instead.” He laughs a little bit and you playfully hit him on the shoulder.
“Nadja, if you don’t get me any scoop on them by tonight you’re fired.”
“Fired?!” Najda exclaims getting out of her chair.
She watches as her boss raises a questioning eyebrow at her and she clears her throat.
“But madam, I can’t-“
“By tonight Nadja.” Her boss urges sternly, causing the red-head to gulp.
She nods slowly and keeps her head down as she walks out of the office.
Rage started eating her up from the inside.
She needed to do something.
Anything.
“Hey girl!” Alya closes you in a tight hug and hands you a red solo cup filled with juice which was already spiked with some type of liquor.
“Hey Alya.” You smile at her and give each other a friendly kiss on the cheek. “Are you nervous?” You ask her.
“No..” She scoffs and suddenly downs her drink, laughing nervously. “Okay maybe just a little bit.” She says quietly and it causes you to laugh.
“I’m sure that your film is amazing.” You reassure her.
“Thank you.” She says warmly.
She looks you up and down. “You always love dressing up dont you?” She raises an eyebrow at you.
“I told her that it’s going to be causal.” Adrien sighs and you roll your eyes playfully.
“This is as casual as I can get.” You state and arrange the beret on your head, smiling proudly.
The two laugh and you feel Adrien kiss your cheek and sliding his arm around your shoulder.
“Marinette and Nino saved you guys a place up front, I’ll be joining you guys a little later.” She explains and nods over to where Marinette and Nino were sitting.
You see them waving at you guys.
“Okay we’ll see you later then.” Adrien says and you both start walking away from her.
There they were, the whispers, the eyes all on you as you walk past the people.
Adrien felt it too, you knew he did, that’s why his grip on you was tighter but it was also somewhat comforting.
“Allô!” Marinette says and giggles while she hugs you both. You could tell that she’s already had a few too many to drink
You all sit down and start talking about what’s going to happen tonight, what films are expected to show and what you thought Alyas film is going to consist of.
You sip your drink slowly.
This shit was strong but you didn’t mind it.
“Alya’s film is going to be the best.” Nino says proudly and confidently. “She’s been working super hard on it non-stop.”
You smiled at him. The way he talked about her with his adoring eyes - you could just tell that what they had was real. It reminded you of You and Adrien.
Maybe you two weren’t there yet but the way he looks at you was the same.
“Luka’s coming later because he got held up at his gig.” Marinette groans and sprawls herself out on the blanket, her phone resting on her chest.
“are you and Luka getting serious?” Adrien asks, grinning at her.
She hums and nods. “I really like him.”
“I’m happy for you Marinette, you guys look really cute together.” You say and she sits up quickly.
“You think?” She asks, batting her eyelashes at you.
You nod, grinning.
“yay!” She exclaims and hugs you unexpectedly.
“Okay I think that Mari has had enough of this.” Nino says and takes away her drink, chuckling.
The atmosphere was amazing. People drinking, laughing and chatting all around you guys.
Everything died down when the screen in front of you turned on and everyone started cheering.
Alya quickly joined you guys and you all greeted her again quietly as you clapped for opening of the first film.
It was a love story between an alien and a human which formed because of their mutual love of French toast.
Weird ass story-line but it was beautifully filmed for some reason.
You could tell it was amateur but the shots and the beauty of the movie as the human and the alien shared their first bite of French toast really immersed you into it.
“those berries look so good im going to bust a nut.” You hear Nino whisper and Alya hushes him, earning a snicker from Adrien.
“I wish someone would eat me like that French toast.” Marinette blurts out and you clasp a hand over your mouth trying not to laugh.
As the film showed the ending credits the creator got up from where he was sitting and everyone cheered, whistled and clapped for him.
“Isn’t it Alyas turn now?” Adrien asks and Alya nodded taking a deep breath in.
Nino squeezed her hand and kissed her cheek. “Everyone’s going to love it babe.”
Everyone got quiet as it started.
Two people were sitting on the roof,
“It’s the end of the world isn’t it?” the character says and before the other person could respond, the screen went pitch black.
Everyone started whispering to each other in confusion and you looked over at Alya as she furrowed her eyebrows.
The screen turned on again but it was a different setting.
Two men were now sitting at a large table, one with a cigar between his lips and the other in front of him. Both of them were wearing a suit.
“Mother fucker.” The man says as he lights his cigar.
“What the fuck? This isn’t what I filmed.” You heard Alya whisper.
You were confused as to what was happening but you were too focused on the film in front of you.
The man with the cigar came into view even more.
He looked famillar.
“You can’t kill him.” The other man says.
“he cheated on her, Johnny!” the guy with the cigar shouts and hits his hand on the table.
Wait.
Holy shit, that was your dad.
“He cheated on her and she still went back to him.” He blows out smoke and looks to the side. Disgust evident on his face. “I thought I raised her better than that, I guess she’s stupid just like her mother.”
A picture of you on his desk was shown in view.
You were visibly shaking, your mouth dry.
You heard people around you ask you questions but you couldn’t hear anything.
You couldn’t even react.
Your father pulls out a gun and clicks it. “I’m killing that bastard tonight, pay off a few people to make it seem like a car accident and we’re going to Paris. Just her and me. I’ve got too many problems with my junkie wife and I don’t want an ignorant daughter too.”
Tears stream down your face.
It wasn’t a car accident.
Your father killed him. That’s how Trevor died.
Trevor cheated on you with one of your best friends back In New York but you never left him because you never wanted people to find out that someone cheated on you, you had too much pride for that.
You get up from where you were sitting and run away, ignoring the murmurs of people and gasps as the film continued.
You felt like you were going to throw up, you felt like everything around you has been all a big fat lie.
You heard Adrien call out your name but you kept running away until you froze when you heard a familiar evil laugh.
You turn around and see the villain from last time again.
but this time it she was holding your father In her arms while he’s passed out.
“Finally! I got it!”
People started to scream and you simply fell down to your knees.
Too weak to move. Too weak to do anything.
Your heart was shattered.
Flashbacks come back to you at Trevors funeral.
You were sobbing as you watched them bringing out his casket.
Little did you know that your own father was the reason for his death.
You were broken.
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Brat - Rafe Cameron x Reader x Topper Thornton Smut
Pairing: Topper Thornton x Reader x Rafe Cameron
Warnings: NSFW, Smut, 18+, threesome, drug use, choking, hair pulling, overstimulation, creampie, unprotected sex (keep it wrapped), Rafe being a dick, Just filthy I’m sorry.
Word count: 2.9+
Visiting the Outer Banks during the summer was a tradition that your family did every summer since you were 5 years old. You used to think it was cool, but now at 17 years old, you prefer to go to Paris or Spain. It would have been more fun for you to stay in your hometown, at least you could spend some time with your friends.
You know a few people who lived in the Outer Banks such as the Camerons, you and Sarah were on friendly terms but you wouldn’t call her a close friend. She invited you to a few parties and hung out with you for a few hours before ditching you to spend some time with her friends. Tonight was no different, she invited you to her friends, Topper’s party.
Sara picks you up, you notice her brother driving. You know his name was Rafe, and that he was hot but an asshole. He spilled his drink on you once and asked you to apologize; which made you stomp on his feet and walkway.
You saw him glancing at you through the mirror, as you were talking to Sarah. He saw you caught him and turned his attention to the road again. Finally, pulling up to a big mansion with loud music booming from it. Sarah grabs your arm and pulls you to the house, and immediately to the drinks table. You take three shots and head to the dance floor, drunk Sarah was your favorite.
That was your routine for a few hours, you guys would take a few shots, then dance to the music that was blaring throughout the house. You saw Rafe once throughout the night with a bunch of his friends doing coke at some random table.
“Hey, I’m going to hang out with my friend John B for a little,” Sarah tells you after a few hours. Her comment automatically makes you smirk.
“John B, huh?” you question her. She gave you the middle finger and saw her approaching a boy that did not fit the “kook” category. His shirt was unbuttoned and a bandana wrapped around his neck. You saw Sarah walk towards him and give him a passionate kiss. Huh, you think, you didn’t think she would ever go for anyone who didn’t have the status of a kook. You decide to look for someone interesting and that’s how you end up at the pool.
You saw a group of guys gathered around a table, and decide to join them. Shitty company was better than no company right? You notice one of them was Rafe, so you steer clear of him.
“Mind, if I sit here?” you ask the guy with extremely blonde hair. He looks up at you and you notice his pupils were extremely dilated. He pats the seat and ushers for you to take a sit.
“I’m Topper by the way,” he tells you. Oh, so this was Sarah’s friend.
“I’m y/n, so you’re the host of this party?” asking with a slight smirk. He nods his head and puts his arm around you. You glanced at Rafe and saw his eyes glaring at you and Topper. You try to shrug it off, and avoid it.
“Yo, Rafe, you want to take another line,” one of the other guys at the table asks him. He responds with a grunt and sets up two lines on the table in front of him. He kept his gaze on you throughout the entire process, not even breaking it when he snorts the two lines. You push away the unholy thoughts that you began to create in your head.
“You want one?” Topper asks.
“No, I’m not really into coke,” you tell him. He nods his head and decides to hit one for himself.
“Come on sweetheart, one line won’t hurt you, will it?” Rafe asks with a snarky grin. Causing you to roll your eyes, you knew he was challenging you. He knows you’re a competitive person and didn’t back down from a challenge.
“I don’t need coke to have fun Rafe,” his comment made you pull Topper away from the table and pull him into a sloppy kiss. He didn’t react at first but kisses back immediately after. He grabs your hips and pulls you into his lap to keep you close. Feeling his length slowly grow under your clothed heat, you began to pull away since you just proved your point to Rafe and didn’t want to escalate things. Instead, Topper grabs the back of your neck and kept the kiss going. You went with the flow since you were still drunk from your time with Sarah and Topper was high from the coke and some other stuff probably.
Topper squeezes your ass, causing you to let out a yearning gasp. Taking the opportunity to pierce your mouth with his tongue stimulating the untouched territory. His hands began to wander around your body until one of them rests on your thighs and the other loosely grips your neck. You pull away to control your breathing, and Topper moves the hand around your neck and replaces it with his lips instead. He began leaving sloppy kisses all over your neck and chest, feeling him sucking longer on a particular part of your chest leaving a grand mark.
Coming to the realization that you were in public, you manage to pull away from Topper getting back to your seat beside him. Looking at his burning state, Topper’s crimson cheeks are alarming and his bruising soft lips, alongside his tangled hair. You probably look the same, noticing that none of the boys were fazed by your intense makeout session. One of them was practically having sex with his own girl, two of them were doing coke, and lastly, your eyes land on Rafe. He was looking at you with desire and lust, you were expecting a glare.
“Thanks for the show,” Rafe compliments you two, you were about to respond, but Topper beat you to it. “Shut up man,” he retaliates with a deep chuckle.
After a little bit, you left the boys and wander the house. Doing a couple more shots during the process, feeling the urge to pee you went exploring for the bathroom. Topper let you know that if you need to use the bathroom, you can just go to the one near his room. While heading upstairs, you start getting distracted by the paintings surrounding his house. You finally did your business and were about to head downstairs back to the party.
A voice erupted from behind you, “Leaving so soon.” The voice left you startled causing you to turn facing Rafe once again, he was sipping something from his red solo cup while leaning against the wall.
Rolling your eyes at his childish antics, “No, just away from you,” his spontaneous laughter erupted in the narrow hallway.
“Always with the attitude y/n,” he exclaims while walking closer to you. You were about to walk away but were blocked by another person. His figure felt familiar, grabbing his bicep to steady yourself, Topper was the barrier blocking you from returning to the party.
Leaning closer to your left ear and nipping the delicate skin, “He told me a little about you, how you always talk back and are a little firecracker,” while having a deathly hold on your hips with his massive hands.
“And you trust what comes out his mouth,” Rafe appears in front of you, his eyes no longer their natural blue color instead they were purely filled with lust clouding his judgment.
Rafe swiftly grabs your jaw tightly, “You’re really funny you know that, you brat.” You try to pull away from his grip, but his hold was sturdy. Topper’s lips began to brush against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. He tilts your neck, giving himself more access to recklessly tease the skin leaving more marks to be seen by everyone later.
You put your hands on Rafe’s chest to steady yourself, he shoves your hands sharply away. He gripped your jaw again to tilt your head towards his, he roughly smashes his lips onto yours. Slipping his tongue hastily in your mouth earning an abrupt moan from you. Your judgment is compromised, you didn’t know which boy to pay attention to.
Topper grabs your waist and turns you around to face him instead. Crashing his lips onto yours, while keeping a tight grip in your hair. Rafe’s hands reach around to knead your breasts, feeling your nipples harden under his touch. He reaches underneath your shirt and cups each breast, while his thumbs scrape against your nipples. Topper pushes you both towards his room slamming the door shut.
Rafe grips your shirt and pulls it off tossing it to some random corner of the room. Trying to the same, instead, Topper grips your wrists and gives a rigid slap on your ass. The action makes you let out an impulsive moan. Which Rafe silences by consuming your lips with his. His hands began to work on the buttons of your shorts, hastily opening them. You kick off your shorts noticing how you were the only one undressed.
Pulling away from the two boys, “This isn’t fair, why am I the only half-naked,” you pout. Topper pushes you on the bed and takes his shirt off. Rafe did the same leaving him only in his jeans, trying to sit up to caress his bulge, your actions were stopped by sudden push.
Rafe unhooks your bra, tossing it aside. His large hands began to palm your breast, pulling one into his mouth playfully biting one. One hand twists your nipple earning a small yelp which he silences by a hard slap onto your breasts. He flips you over on your hands and knees where Topper was waiting patiently for your mouth. You help pull his shorts down alongside his briefs, his member sprung up almost hitting your face. He was a lot of girthier and his length was impressive definitely more than you were used to. Grabbing the base with one hand and holding yourself steady with the other. You start to kitten lick his tip, smearing the precum around. He grips your hair and pulling you away roughly.
Tightly grabbing your hair to show you who’s in charge, “No, no, you’re not teasing me, sweetheart, now open up and let me properly fuck your face.” Opening your mouth wide open for him, he slams his dick down your throat making you gag immediately. It took you a few thrusts to get used to his size, you were trying to focus on pleasing him but let out a moan when you feel Rafe’s hot breath on your core. He pulls your panties down, teasing your entrance with his tongue. He has a firm grip on your ass giving himself a clear view of your slit. He slips two fingers into your core making you let out a tiny whimper. This sends vibrations down Topper’s cock and he lets out a loud groan.
Rafe speeds up his fingers and furiously rubs your clit at the same. He gives a smack to your ass, rubbing the skin after to soothe the pain before repeating his actions. He starts curling his fingers to hit your g-spot. At the same time, you feel Topper let out a loud groan before releasing everything in your mouth. You caught what you could in your mouth, but some spill out onto your chin dripping down your neck.
Topper pulls away, giving a light tap your cheek whispering, “ good girl.”
You were interrupted when Rafe adds a third finger, making your stomach coil up, “I’m gonna c-umm.” He keeps hitting the same spot that makes your body shake as your first orgasm of the night began to approach. Your legs gave out, and you drop to the bed but Topper holds you up by grabbing your waist. Your legs began to shake uncontrollably when you finish, you try to slap Rafe’s hands away but his grip is strong preventing you do so. They flip you over, and Rafe continues his assault on your mound moving his fingers at an uncontrollable pace. Topper cups your breasts and pulls one into his mouth while twisting your nipples with his hands. You feel your orgasm building up again so you try to push Rafe’s hand away from your swollen clit. Letting out a piercing scream as your second orgasm hits you harder than the first. Finally, Rafe stops his movements and watches you unravel. Topper gives your breasts one last nip throughout your orgasm helping you through it.
When you finally calm down, you notice the two boys staring at you as if you were their prey. In a mocking tone, Rafe says, “You gonna talk back anymore.” You were about to open your mouth to respond, but he held your throat in his hand giving it a light squeeze.
“Wrong answer, sweetheart,” he whispers in your ear. Rafe rolls you over and suddenly slams into you without warning. You let out a scream of pleasure and pain from his plunging thrusts. You try to keep yourself steady on your hands and knees, but his sharp thrusts cause you to collapse onto the bed once again. He grips your hair pulling you off the bed towards his chest, his hands immediately go to your throat and clit. His thrusts get harder each time leading you closer to your orgasm.
He moved his thumb roughly on your clit causing you to yell out, “Fuck, fuck, I’m going to cum again.”
You felt a harsh slap on your clit, “Hold it,” Rafe mutters in your ear. You start to clench around him, causing him to let out a hiss. Shutting your eyes, while trying to keep up with the pace, he gave one last sharp thrust before whispering “cum” in your ear. His thrusts start to turn sloppy before delivering one last one while muttering profanities in your ears. He pulls out and you feel him drip down your legs onto the bed. Your body drops to the bed, but you feel yourself being turned on your back right away.
Topper’s hands immediately go to your clit rubbing slow circles, you try to push his hands away. “Top, please I can’t,” you whine at him, but your body was betraying you welcoming him with open arms and legs.
“Just one more, baby, come sit on to me,” he lays down on the bed and pulls you on top of him. He guides his length into you inch by inch, he lets out a loud moan as his member stretches you out. Topper was thicker than Rafe but slightly shorter, they both felt different but good in their own ways. Your head leans back and you caught Rafe’s eyes once again. He was sitting on a chair getting the perfect view of what was going on between you and Topper. He has a joint between his lips, his member hardening again from the new sight.
He waves his hand in the air signaling Topper to stop, “Wait, turn her around.” Topper’s hands lift you off his length, he gives a gentle tap on your ass signaling you to turn around. You slid down his length again, both of you letting out a sigh of relief. Looking up, you notice Rafe got a better view of everything going on, he was looking intensely at where you and Topper connected.
Topper slaps your ass pulling you out of your trance, signaling you to pick up the pace. You shut your eyes trying not to get lost in Rafe’s eyes so that your only focus is on Topper now.
Your plan starts working until, “Open your eyes and look at me,” his eyes were clouded with darkness, and he was delicately stroking his shaft. Keeping your gaze on him, you felt Topper meeting your thrusts urging you to go faster. Your legs start trembling, causing Topper to rapidly thrust into you lifting you up slightly hitting a new angle. The angle targets your g-spot, making you let out a surprised cry of pleasure.
He pulls your body closer to his, “Come on, let me hear your sweet little cries.” His fingers press firmly on your throbbing clit causing you to thrash in his arms. He wraps his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him. Your shaky voice let out a shuddering scream as you feel him increase his speed and you feel yourself let go for the last time.
Letting out a broken cry followed by, “F-uck Topper.”
“Atta girl you did so good for me, just a little more,” giving you a few more thrusts before emptying his load in you. Giving a few more shallow thrusts before slipping out of you, he slips out from underneath you and watches your shaking body calm down.
He gave a harsh slap to your pussy, “Such a good girl for us,” Topper’s words fill the air. Coming back from your high, slowly opening your eyes both boys were watching their cream mix together dripping out of you.
Rafe crawls towards you giving you one final nasty slap on your ass. “Welcome back to the Outer Banks, y/n.”
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