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youbutstupid · 21 days

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The BAU ruined Reid’s life and he has every right to separate himself from them

He was a teenager when he met Gideon and he had hopes and dreams that had nothing to do with law enforcement. He had PHDs in engineering, maths and chemistry showing that he clearly wanted to go into something more scientific. He said that he wanted to cure schizophrenia by the time he was 25 so he clearly wanted to go into research and lab work

He went to Gideon’s lectures because he was interested and it was at that point that Gideon himself chose Reid to join the BAU when he was around 21/22 years old. I love Gideon, but this was one of the worst things he has ever done. This decision ruined Reid’s life and no one on the team seemed to question it

It’s important to establish that Reid went to Gideon’s lectures because he had an interest in profiling; that doesn’t mean being a profiler was his goal. He gained a BA in philosophy because he found it interesting but that doesn’t mean he wanted to be a philosopher, he’s intelligent, of course he will study things he is interested in because he can

So Reid joins the BAU, and it takes up all of his time. It takes over his entire life. He can’t meet people, and anyone he does meet is instantly in danger just by being associated with him. His only connections are with his older coworkers who all have lives and relationships away from him. He’s in his early 20s and he can’t have any life experiences, his childhood and teenage years were taken from him but now his early adulthood is being taken away too

@mindfullycriminal brought up a really good point on one of my posts which was a moment in season 2, where Reid says to Gideon ‘it’s all I was groomed for. I don’t know how to do anything else.’ He is 25 years old at this point, his life has been endangered multiple times, he’s been kidnapped and drugged and killed and brought back to life. He needs to escape but he can’t, because he’s trapped in this job. He’s done it from such a young age that he has forgotten how to do anything else

Do you know how tragic that is? This is a man who could learn anything he wanted in just a day, who could collect degrees like stamps yet this job has made it so that he has lost the ability to function unless he’s a profiler.

The word ‘groomed’ is really interesting because it gives insight into the fact that the FBI took advantage of him and his interest from a young age; they took him for his intelligence and didn’t once consider the effects this would have on someone so young. They put him into a job that would take over his entire life to the point where he couldn’t leave the job even if he wanted to, because he has become reliant on it

Later, when he’s 30, we see him talking to Emily and he has so many regrets. He talks about how he wanted to do more with his life, about how he wanted to cure schizophrenia by 25 but he’s not even been able to touch that research because he’s given his life to the BAU. He of course doesn’t leave after this, because he doesn’t know how. He has no identity anymore. His entire life since he was barely into adulthood has been this job to the point where he’s SSA Dr Spencer Reid and nothing else. He’s no one’s boyfriend or husband, no one’s father, he can only be his mother’s son when his cases take him to Vegas. The only thing he knows how to be is an agent and without it he’s nothing

Then by season 15, he has been poisoned, shot twice, kidnapped twice, held hostage multiple times, his girlfriend, his one chance of being normal, was killed in front of him and he’s been imprisoned. His character becomes a shell of itself. He’s done, when he gets kidnapped by the cult he doesn’t even try to fight them anymore, he doesn’t even seem scared. He’s spent almost half of his life in a job which has slowly killed him when he could have been following his dreams and having normal life experiences. Everyone saw this happening to him and no one questioned it, they just expected more and more from him and then got standoffish when he would act out because of it

The BAU were a family and they did their best to protect him, but he was a child who should have been finding his own family, he spent 40 years of his life having his life planned out for him and he deserved to get away and make his own path for once

#sorry I yapped a lot #I’m just passionate #criminal minds #spencer reid

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starfall-spirit · 5 months

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Read On Ao3

Part 1

Summary: Violet thought Liam had been an attentive bodyguard. He's got nothing on Andarna.

The people of ao3 requested a part 2, to my surprise!

Here you go!

Violet thought Tairn would be the menace. And he was at times, there in her head making demands to "better her health" as if he was the healer monitoring her and the baby and not a grumpy dragon who spends his free time torching innocent sheep. "I eat the sheep, Violet. I do not torch them pointlessly like some malicious hatchling."

She rolled her eyes, sending the sentiment back at him as she curled deeper against Andarna's side, appreciative of the warmth from her inner fire and the massive tail wrapped loosely around her torso. As much as Violet loved the library, she'd been feeling far too cooped up lately without her regular flight time with her dragons. "I like the silver," she murmured, stroking her fingers along the smooth scales in front of her. Andarna had grown comfortable in Aretia, not feeling a need to hide her chameleon-like gift and so she changed, sometimes once a week, others she'd keep a color for a season. It was one of Violet's favorite things to watch new cadets do a double-take when they see a bright purple dragon waiting for them on conscription day.

"I do too," her dragon returned, craning her neck to playfully nudge at Violet's loose hair. "You look pretty with it down like that. Younger, too." Violet hummed, almost drowsy curled up like this. Andarna never lectured her about how she shouldn't nap against dragons, which she appreciated on harder days. "What did the healer say this morning. You had your shields up. You really shouldn't have them up when you're so vulnerable, you know. Tairn and I—"

Violet huffed. Here was the real menace. "Andarna, you two need to make up your minds, because not so long ago I wasn't shielding enough from you guys. You either get silence from my sexy thoughts about my husband and the select information I relay to you or you get everything."

Andarna gave a soft growl. "You're my chosen rider. Our rider. We get to be protective if we want to and you don't get to complain. So what did the healer say?"

She sighed. "They couldn't tell us anything, Andarna. Nothing concrete. There's nothing in my family tree to explain why I am like I am. They said the baby is healthy, but I'm only two months along. A lot can change in a little time. I'm..."

Andarna made a soft sound. "It's okay to say you're scared. It's normal. Even dragons fear for their young."

Violet chuckled. "Oh, well, as long as it isn't just us puny humans."

She paused, realizing the female wrapped around her had tensed, raising her head from the frosted grass. A silver-white wing snapped down over her seconds before she heard a pair of riders land. "Hello, Andarna," she heard her Bodhi say. "Can we join you?" The wing snapped back again, revealing a very amused Bodhi and Xaden, the latter of whom was already bending down to kiss her. "Enough of that, you two. Save it for the bedroom."

They both ignored him, naturally, Xaden turning his attention back to the dragon coiled around her. "May I have a turn cuddling my wife, Andarna?"

She gave him a smokey snort and he raised his hands in surrender. Enough said. "Tell him it's far too cold out here for a human to keep you warm."

"And hand him a sex joke on a silver platter? I think not." She gave Xaden a sympathetic frown. "Clingy and protective is quite the mix, you understand." Her dragon wasn't budging. "If you wanted to fly some today, I bet you could—"

"No, Violet."

"Yeah, she's not moving until I decide to go inside."

"And when did you plan on coming in, love?" Xaden asked, brushing his thumb over her cheekbone, pink from the biting wind. "It's been nearly three hours. Dinner is almost ready."

"Don't talk to me about food," she groaned. To say the morning sickness had kicked in would be an understatement.

"Go inside and eat," Tairn growled.

"Well hello to you, too. Enjoy your solitude?"

"I do not know solitude, listening to you two all day. Soon she will be past her Adolesence. It will be a mercy on us all. "

"We'll find something light to eat for you," Xaden promised, oblivious to the woes of the bossy beast in her head. "Come with me."

With a heavy sigh, she patted Andarna's tail, slowly disentangling herself and braving the chilled air again. "See you guys later," Bodhi said, smoothly mounting Cuir.

Violet sighed, watching them launch into the sky. "I miss that already."

He kissed her forehead. "I know. I'm sorry." He nodded to Sgaeyl and she and Andarna flew for the hatching grounds.

"What if it was just low altitude flight without any big maneuvers?" she asked Tairn cautiously.

"No, Silver One. Enough. You are hardly the first rider to struggle to adjust, but you may just be the most stubborn." There was a lengthy pause between them as she and Xaden started inside, hand in hand. "I miss it too. You'll be back in the skies soon, Violet."

#fourth wing #dragons know best #pregnancy fic #riorgail #xiolet #xaden riorson #violet sorrengail #andarna #tairn

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puppetlennon · 9 months

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!! contains spoilers for season 2 of Succession generally but MAJOR episode 10 SPOILERS !!

Shiv Roy was never satisfied. Whether that was in her work life or her love life, Shiv was always striving for the best angle. She would never settle for something that was any less than what she thought she deserved. Then why, why was it so hard to find someone who could keep up with her? But no, that wasn’t it, because even someone like Nate couldn’t satisfy Shiv in the end. Then there was Tom. In theory great, but still not enough. It was her interest that always, inevitably, waned.

I suppose Shiv always knew, but shoved it so deep down out of necessity. It was hard enough in the business world to be a woman as it is. She had to work ten times harder than her brothers to be taken seriously, and face ten times as much criticism when she fucked up. Misogyny was a bitch, but homophobia was worse. Never mind that her own father is the king of right wing news media, and has single handedly done more damage to the societal position of ethnic and sexual minorities than perhaps any other person in America. The world, even. Never mind that his reaction would break her, surely negative. Not out of hatred for queers specifically—Logan hated everyone, after all, especially his own children. Shiv could imagine his disproving gaze, one she was all too familiar with. His lecture on how, if it ever came out, it could, no would scare the shareholders. It would ruin everything. Never mind all that. Never mind that her first kiss was with a girl in boarding school, who left after the second term. Her first heartbreak. Never mind that the best sex she ever had was during a threesome, kissing some girl she hasn’t seen since. Never mind her disappointment when Tom said no to the threesome with a girl she’d picked out on the Roy’s yacht. Shiv could’ve fucked her anyway but the risk was

too high. Too many snakes lounging on deck chairs and sipping drinks around too polite conversation. Too many eyes. Shiv Roy liked to be in control of the narrative, the when, where and who—no interruptions or mishaps.

She sat glumly on the beach next to her husband, face frowning like a child who’d been scolded, suppressing her tears that showed up on queue. She loved Tom, is what she told herself. Maybe she did. She’d loved how easy he was to convince, how trusting he was, almost like a dog. A big soft lump, sentimental enough to get choked up at their wedding. But his vulnerability, his weakness was also why Shiv could never love him the way he needed her to. Shiv did not have a soft bone in her body. And dogs learn not to trust humans that hit them, over and over again.

Shiv Roy was never satisfied with anyone. Whether that was due to her narcissism or her abidance to compulsory heterosexuality, was anyone’s guess. Shiv had built her icy grave, cold and frigid walls unreachable by all human warmth, totally isolated.

She lay in it.

A/N — I know it’s is a hotly debated topic if Logan loves his kids but imo Logan thinks he loves his children (as Brian cox says) but REAL love is shown in actions not just words. In practice, he doesn’t love them anymore than he can use them for his own benefit. You see how quickly he throws Kendall away after u know what. Like Shiv and Tom, who she used and needed at a vulnerable time in her life when they first got together, but when someone needed to be sacrificed for the company and it was in her self interest, she would throw him under the bus in a heartbeat. Also Shiv’s face in the beach scene really reminded me of a child who’d been told off and was having a strop hahahhaha.

Please if you have any thoughts on this let me know in asks or reblogs! (I can’t reply to comments as this is a side blog). This was inspired by my pinned post on Shiv & comphet and is cross posted to my AO3

#shiv roy #shiv roy x reader #Shiv x reader #succession #haven’t wrote anything in years and I shit this out #maybe shiv roy is the only one good enough for Shiv roy #or maybe she needs pussy #god knows #shiv Roy Drabble #i guess this isn’t an x reader but Idk what else to tag it ss #siobhan Roy #shiv thoughts #shiv introspection?? hhahahahah #shiv x Tom #shiv Roy x tom wambsgams

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vaguely-humanoid-form · 9 months

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gomens season 2 spoilers below read at your own discretion !!!!!!!!

I want a little part of season 3 to have Crowley just. broken absolutely broken and then Gabey pops in and goes "damn bitch you live like this?" and they hang out and Crowley gets relationship advice while Beelz makes a quick stop to heaven to smack Aziraphale upside the head and lecture him (basically the same thing that Gabriel and Crowley are doing)

they both get a view from the other side from someone who has been a huge part of the systems of The Stairs respectively, those people also being an angel and a demon hopelessly stupidly in love

emotional growth and character dynamics my beloved <3

oh yeah and then after Aziraphale realizes that "oh shit this place is fucked up!" and he and Crowley have their funny metaphysical contact (see: s1) they both run to meet eachother and boom kiss in the rain

of course they've got stuff to work out before they can really be together (Nina and Maggie are the coolest ever) but they can kiss on the mouth a little bit it's fine it's symbolic

and then yeah happy ending possibly flash forward a little bit so we can get some of that good ineffable husbands Domesticity

thank you 4 coming 2 my tedtalk

#ripley doesn't say stuff #good omens #gos2 spoilers #good omens 2 #gomens #gomens 2 #gomens spoilers #im too lazy to add ALL the tag variations yall are gonna have 2 do some of the work yourself #ineffable husbands #ineffable bureaucracy

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rust-bearer · 5 months

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Racking my brain for Brawl zombie hc stuffff come on brainnnnn. Hmmmm I think I’ve got something, make sure he’s not left on the sidelines.

1. More lists! So, since Blast Off is the middle kid, I think Brawl and Onslaught are the oldest/second oldest. If Onslaught is super ridiculous about making sure everyone gets proper nutrients, Brawl is the one who’s super big on safety.

2. I bet he’s super big on safety measures. Dude probably has all kinds of curfews and “you can’t leave the house unless you have this, this, and this” and such. Like, he won’t let anyone leave unless either he or Onslaught is with them, and he won’t let anyone leave unless they have at least three (maybe four) weapons, each one varying in degree of defense.

3. Ummm come on, what’s something else… okay, I honestly think he probably takes to the farming life REALLY well. Like, adapts the best out of everyone (especially Swindle lmao). He probably likes waking up to care for various animals, tend to the lawn, repair fences and safety equipment when needed, just a super handyman type of person.

4. I like your mention of geology, and I bet if anyone dares bring up the subject, he will go ON AND ON about the quality of soil on the farm, how it impacts potential crops, what the best things to plant would be based on water pH levels, the right nutrients needed for quality produce, etc etc. Somebody stop him, one of the kids has come in covered in mud and it’s reminded him of something he’s been meaning to explain about the benefits of soil that’s kept super moist during the season from germination to harvest.

5. Probably a very intense, very overwhelming personality. He just gets so excited about things, and he just HAS TO SHARE IT RIGHT NOW, LIKE RIGHT NOW. It can be kind of scary, but he doesn’t mean any harm, he just likes to share things with everyone and he’s just naturally a very intense presence.

6. Probably stems from the oldest-sibling mindset, but I’m thinking he’s probably really good with the kids. Not in the “I handle them well” sense, but in that the kids really like him. Everywhere he goes, they usually follow. They probably feel safe when he’s around, since I’m guessing one single palm of his is about the size of a zombie’s head, but still.

7. Probably makes a lot of dad jokes unintentionally. Also sort of obsessed with keeping the house at a certain temp, locking the doors at night, turning off the lights after walking out of a room even if you’re just turning the hall to the bathroom and heading right back, probably has a whole collection of flannel shirts he uses as sweaters… stuff like that. He’s probably not even that old, but the poor dude’s already in his 40s and has grandkids and goes to watch said grandkids play at softball games.

That’s all I can squeeze from my brain, but at least Brawl isn’t one of those characters who just sits in the background like 🧍‍♂️ and is just there to fill pages. Congrats Brawl, you’re part of the family now and have your own zombie AU headcanons.

Brawl and the fight over the thermostat. His personal war. Brawl vs the weather forecast. Brawl finds a farmers almanac. Brawl’s lectures on soil vs onslaughts lectures on nutrition vs vortex standing there drinking a caprisun.

Brawl wouldve fit the ‘farmer’ bill to a T before the apocalypse, and even moreso after. But during the Before, it was always funny to see those unversed in the town gossip to swoon over him (“a real handsome farmer type, look at him go…”) and then be harshly informed of the reality that, no, he is not your Halmark Christmas Movie Lumberjack Farmer Husband-Core.

Brawl falls asleep to Texas chainsaw massacre a few times. It’s not that it’s boring, it’s that he’s watched it enough times that he often puts it on and then zones out and takes a nap.

Out of everyone, Brawl would have a tumblr.

#hungry tag #brawl #zombie au

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bi-bard · 2 years

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Taylor Swift Songs that Would Describe Relationships with the Murder Husbands (Part 2) - Hannibal Preference (NBC's Hannibal)

Title: Taylor Swift Songs that Would Describe Relationships with the Murder Husbands (Part 2)

Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter

Word Count: 2,401 words

Warning(s): (Will's) death, (Hannibal's) death, mention of sex

Author's Note: This isn't really connected to the other one. It's just more ideas I had. Stories are not in chronological order.

Dudes. I used a scene from season 3 for this.

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Will Graham:

Hey Stephen

Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain so Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you Can't help it if there's no one else Mmm, I can't help myself

I carefully walked around the people walking out of the lecture hall. Will was standing at his desk, putting away files as he got ready to leave.

"How was the lecture," I asked.

He didn't seem shocked to see me. I had made a pattern of visiting him after he teaches. I used it as a friendly visit. A way to see the person that had so quickly become one of the most important parts of my life. He seemed to be comfortable with this, even if he was unaware of the true reason for my visits.

"Fine," he nodded. "Not very outstanding."

"The audience must've been very focused."

"Or I was sending them to sleep."

I chuckled. "I doubt that's true. You're one of the most interesting people I know."

"I wouldn't believe you," Will said. "But you have a pattern of walking into the room and all but guiding the lights to you."

I was stunned by the statement. "Are you calling me an attention-seeker?"

"Attractor," he corrected.

"Why is that," I asked, stepping forward. "What has formed that view of me?"

He didn't respond. He let a small grin cross his lips. Like he knew that he made a mistake. Stepped into a trap.

"Will," I said, stepping around the desk and going to stand in front of him. "Answer my question."

"Because that's the effect you've had on me. Every time you've walked into the same room as me. I've allowed you to take my attention. All I could do was notice it. I couldn't stop it or explain it; just recognize it was happening."

"I don't think you're telling me the whole truth."

"And what am I leaving out," he asked.

"You can explain it," I replied.

"Not truly," he corrected. "All I have is an idea."

"Will," I mumbled.

"Yes?"

"As much as I love this little back and forth that we've stumbled into, I would prefer it if you actually made a move."

Will blinked at me a few times, almost caught off-guard that I would suggest it. I chuckled and leaned forward, pecking his lips lightly. He didn't move much, more stunned than anything.

He didn't move much until I leaned away. He then leaned forward and kissed me again. His hands gripped my sides like he was scared that I'd run from him. I touched his upper arms, grinning into the kiss.

He pulled away slowly, carefully loosening his hold on me. "I'm sorry."

I leaned over and pecked his cheek. "I'm not."

seven

Love you to the moon and to Saturn Passed down like folk songs The love lasts so long

--Third Person--

It had all gone so wrong.

The plan had been to get Hannibal arrested for all his crimes. All within the walls of his house.

Jack and Will hadn't been planning for anyone else to be there. (Y/n) knew they shouldn't have gone. Alana shouldn't have been there. No one even knew that Abigail was there.

The events of the night seemed to blur in Will's mind as he frantically held his arm over his own wound and crawled over to (Y/n). (Y/n) was hyperventilating, also trying to hold their own wound. They were both covered in blood. Their own, each other's, and Abigail's.

Will's free hand pushed on (Y/n)'s arm that was resting on the wound.

"I love you," (Y/n) said softly. They had fallen into a state of acceptance. Will had not.

All the pair could do was wait for help to get to them. Neither one of them would get far if they tried to leave. All they could do was try to hold on.

(Y/n)'s eyes fluttered shut for a moment.

"(Y/n), no," Will shook them lightly to get them to look at him. "Just hold on."

They nodded at him. "Do you remember that feeling that you'd get when using a swing?"

"What," he asked.

"That freedom," they continued. "For just a moment, you were flying."

Will furrowed his eyebrows, wanting to understand.

"You gave me that feeling," (Y/n)'s voice was quieter now, clearly weaker than they had been. They were losing hope. But they were okay with that. They reached up and cupped Will's face. "Thank you."

"No, no, no," Will pressed down harder. "Stay. Please. Don't leave me."

"I don't want to... I love you so much, Will," a sob broke through (Y/n)'s lips. Said so softly. Never wanting the words to be thrown recklessly, instead being spoken as if made of glass. "Just say it back. Please."

"I love you too," he replied, leaning his forehead on their's.

"Remember me as I was, not as I currently am. I don't want to haunt you."

Will just nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to their lips, "I'll never forget you."

(Y/n) didn't know if that comforted them or scared them. Will's commitment could be the end of him, but they knew it was the same way they would be. Holding onto every memory no matter what.

Will knew that he would always see them as his safe place. Even when they were gone, he would see them as beautiful as ever. He'd hold onto that feeling of being loved.

That's all he could do anyway.

Daylight

I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you I've been sleeping so long in a twenty-year dark night And now I see daylight, I only see daylight

Will had never been the most affectionate.

He was more closed off. Hesitant. It had taken a long time to work through the awkward phase between us. Slow progress, but it was progress.

I didn't really mind. What he did was enough for me. I tried to make sure that he always knew that.

One night, I was curled up in one of Will's chairs, reading a book as I pet one of the dogs with my free hand. Will had told me that I could head over without him because he needed to talk to Jack about something.

Will walked in a little while later. He froze by the door for a few moments, focusing on me. I grinned at him, closing my book so I could greet him.

He walked over, getting to me before I could move. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. His hand cupped the back of my head, keeping me from pulling away as he kissed me. Not that I would've.

He slowly pulled away. I smiled up at him.

"I love you," he mumbled like he was scared of anyone other than me hearing him. Like the words were too fragile to be said any louder.

Maybe they had been. It was the first time he had said the words to me. Out loud, at least.

"You are the brightest thing in my life," he continued before I could respond to him. "You have willingly followed me through the darkest parts of myself only to guide me back. And you've done it all without even realizing."

"Will," I muttered before he could continue his speech. "I love you too."

It was true. Those three words felt fragile as I said them.

And as I leaned up to kiss him again, I committed to never letting them break.

Hannibal Lecter:

False God

But we might just get away with it Religion's in your lips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship

Running away with Hannibal was probably the most shocking thing that I had ever done. It didn't take much for him to convince me to go with him. I already loved him, getting to be with him wasn't a difficult decision.

I was relaxing into the warm bath that Hannibal had drawn while I had been changing. Hannibal was sitting behind me. He wasn't in the bath. He was just sitting on the floor behind me, running his hands through my hair and along my shoulders.

"Hannibal," I mumbled, almost scared of destroying the warm, relaxed atmosphere that had formed.

He hummed to show he was listening.

"Why did you bring me with you," I asked. "You could've easily left on your own. Run for the hills. But you came back and got me. Why?"

"Because, darling, you are the center of my world," he explained. It sounded like he was explaining something so obvious. Something that I should've already known. "The only thing I would protect with my life. The one person that I would kill for and die for. You are my perfect being. My angel."

I felt my face warming up as I bit back a grin, "I didn't take you as one to see perfection."

"Perfection has millions of different definitions," he continued, leaning forward to kiss my cheek. "All varying from person to person. For me, you are that definition."

His lips brushed my skin. He stopped to lay a kiss just beneath my ear. I tilted my head away from him, allowing the length of my neck to be exposed.

"I would worship you before I worshipped any God," he muttered into my neck.

My eyes fluttered shut, mind turning foggy as he continued pressing kisses to the skin. One of my hands reached up to touch his hair.

My small grin turned into a smirk as I spoke up, "Prove it."

Wildest Dreams

You'll see me in hindsight Tangled up with you all night Burnin' it down Someday, when you leave me I bet these memories Follow you around

--Third Person--

After getting arrested, Hannibal had grown used to falling into a part of his mind. Disconnecting from the world around him in exchange for digging through memories.

His cell had become littered with drawings and sketches. From mere portraits to whole memories unfolding on the paper. (Y/n) in all versions. All versions that reminded Hannibal of what had made them perfect to him.

He didn't have many options beyond that. He had no hopes of seeing his love again.

Not because they had been arrested. No. Hannibal had a belief that knowing they were in prison would have been much worse. More painful to have something just out of reach than to have something gone forever.

No.

Mason Verger got to (Y/n) long before the F.B.I had the chance.

(Y/n) had been shoved to the ground in front of Hannibal's cage. They looked at him, refusing to let the tears fall as they forced a grin onto their lips. Never a sign of weakness. Always strong. Their hair was messy, eyes tired, bruises and cuts forming.

"Please. Don't let this be how you remember me," (Y/n) begged. "Remember me fondly."

"No other way," he promised.

"I love you, Hannibal."

"I love you too, my dear."

Mason had a man grab (Y/n) and slice their throat in front of him. Hannibal refused to let him see more than a glare in his direction.

He never got the chance to die for his love. But he could live for them. He could fulfill their final wishes. Remember them fondly. That's when the sketches came into play.

"They were a good person," Alana spoke up, watching the man draw.

"The love of my life," he replied. No reason to hide the fact. No one could use a dead person against them.

"I know."

Hannibal grinned at her, "Mason Verger may have taken them, but I will never allow control over my memory of them."

Alana nodded. This was the most vulnerable Hannibal had been since being arrested. She knew how tightly he had held onto (Y/n). It almost seemed like a natural progression for him to hold onto their memory just as tightly.

"I will protect my angel in death as I should've protected them in life."

Everything Has Changed

All I know is you held the door You'll be mine and I'll be yours All I know since yesterday Is everything has changed

Meeting Hannibal had been a complete accident.

We both happened to be at the same event. I guess we both had caught each other's eyes. We were glancing at each other from opposite sides of the room.

He had been the one to make the first move.

He walked over slowly, politely nodding at everyone that had looked at him. When he made his way over to me, I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest.

"Hello," he greeted before holding out his hand. "Hannibal."

"(Y/n)," I said as I shook his hand. "Pleasure to meet you."

"And you."

We spent the rest of the night talking. We ignored the room around us. Instead of joining silly, formal conversations about boring topics, we discussed art and writing. I had tried to persuade him to read one of my favorite stories, which I had hoped was effective.

Hannibal's presence was almost distracting, maybe verging on intoxicating. In a matter of moments, he had become the center of my attention. I had focused purely on him instead of anything else at the event.

When it was finally time to leave for the evening, Hannibal walked me out of the venue. We stopped just outside of the venue, neither one of us wanting to leave the conversation. We had been completely trapped in our own little world.

"I've had a great time tonight," I said, finally accepting that the evening had drawn to a close.

"As have I," he nodded. "I hope to see you again."

That made my smile grow a little bit more, "So do I."

I was about to leave for the evening. I had started walking away but stopped before I had gotten too far. I asked Hannibal for a phone number. He seemed shocked for a moment but nodded as he held his hand out for my phone.

As I walked away, awkwardly moving my phone from one hand to the other, I felt something in my stomach. It was like a sign. A sign that things were going to change. That everything was going to be different.

And I was okay with that.

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Author's Note: I feel like the "Wildest Dreams" one was a bit of stretch, but I really liked it.

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Now BoS season 2 is over, I can focus on adapting it to VN format. If everything goes well, it will be ready for beta-testing before christmas.

But part of me is also eager for writing season three asap, it's here that Tenjin's paranoia starts to build.

He still thinks Seihai was pretending to be Coatlicue when she said those things and therefore, that she's interested in Leiftan. He thinks she has taken the opportunity that he was away (eastern border, some rebel elves causing a ruckus for not agreeing with the soon-to-be Sovereignty Triad Alliance) to bring Leif to court as some sort of paramour. He thinks she's like the Sakurai dynasty, known for their countless lovers off-screen.

There's even a moment when he tries to make a move on her, and *gasp* she refuses. The guy is so stunned for Leiftan's presence in the north he completely ignores the fact that Seihai refuses him not because of Leiftan, but because she's still recovering from labor weeks before. He's been away for so much time he had even forgotten she was pregnant.

Then we have the issue with Tsubomi and how she only shuts up when Leiftan is around. He is kinda forced to accept Lief there for it was his only choice. He could have found a way to get rid of the girl, but sooner or later the fact would have come to light and he would be known as kinslayer. Well, Leif is lesser of two evils for now.

And then it's when things start getting wild:

Tsubomi stops crying.

Seihai, who had never cared that much for spending time with the children, starts doing so from time to time.

And even Yuki, who was known for spying on him in the throne room 24/7, is not there all the time anymore.

And worse: it's quite common to see them together now, like, Leiftan combing Tsubomi's hair while telling Yuki stories of his adventures before his arrival. While Seihai just sits there close to them, listening as if she's not paying attention but she is.

In that court where Seihai knows nobody and the only one she kinda knows is there just to lecture her (Rin) or the other noble families who are kinda meh, Leiftan is a reassuring presence for her. And Tenjin doesn't realize it because the guy is more king, than husband or father.

He's so dumb when it comes to this kind of thing, that he even starts comparing himself to Leiftan and comes to the BRILLIANT conclusion that if he wants Seihai to be the way she was before Leif's arrival, he needs to get off his pedestal a little and make her pay attention to him... aka, "I need to remind her that I'm the boss here, and I'm her husband, and I'm amazing blablabla but how am I gonna do that? Oh I know, dragging her to my bed and pleasing her" considering that he had never done that before. The man thinks he can conquer her with that, even if he's not the horny kind lol He does think that having a better "bed performance" than Leiftan's will make Seihai come back to him, because he's 100% sure Seileif have an affair haha!

But it's funny seeing how Tenjin asks RIN, of all people, about how to please a woman in bed lol. On one hand is cute because it shows she's the only one he trusts to ask these things, the only one he trusts to show he's vulnerable in some way, the only one that knows he's just a normal kitsune doing his best to rule despite not having an answer for everything. On the other though, it's funny to ask an old woman (who most likely knew nothing about it) such a thing.

He summons her to his chambers at some point, and he just lets his hands do the work at first. He asks if she likes it, she says something like "if you like it I like it too" or similar, and he gets all angry: "I'm asking YOU whether YOU like ir or not". The guy is so insecure in this moment but he can't handle it and his insecurity is masked by anger, it's mask of picture-perfect king starting to shatter.

All because of Leif. It's amazing how Leif-baby can contribute to the story, be it in a character-driven aspect, be it in a plot-driven aspect. Some characters can only contribute in one aspect, he does with both! Leif is a goddamn gamechanger (L)

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Everything Right/Wrong with Ninjago “Legacy of the Green Ninja” E11: The Last Hope

Disclaimers: Show owned by LEGO. This is not a professional review/critique - it’s mainly intended for comedy!

Make sure to reblog, comment, and/or like! And tell me your thoughts!

- I think I might need to find a more creative way to win the intro each episode… ✅

- “I still have to battle my son…” “Battle, AND DEFEAT!” Well gee Overlord, thanks for the comfort /s ❌

- Actually, why does he bother with the whole “and defeat,” thing? His plan is to possess Garmadon’s body and fight from there, so he doesn’t have a reason to get so heated over the idea that Garm might not want to. ❌

- ^Screenshot exists solely for middle schoolers to thirst over ❌

- Zane dresses like my middle school PE teacher. Next thing I know he’ll be lecturing me about wearing open-toed shoes to class and correcting me on my attitude ❌

- Also, Jay didn’t bring extra underwear but he did bring beach attire? ❌

- “Are you trying to reveal our hidden location?” Yeah, there is no way it’s still hidden. ❌

- Cole does not apologize for almost murdering Zane’s pet ❌

- “They’re good, but they’re not that good.” “I know.” Get rekt

- “I’ll just need a little help.” Misako leads the ninja away from the group, for really no reason ❌

- I get they’re desperate, but none of them even bring up the question of what exactly happens if the Final Battle just… doesn’t. The writers are trying to establish destiny as it’s own force, then establish certain rules for it, and then show the characters acting in ways that contradict those rules, and there are effective ways to do that, but this just… isn’t it for me? I’m just really confused ❌

- “What good is an ultimate weapon if I’m not around to use it!” This is the 3rd time in the past 2 seasons that a villain has pretty much used this exact line ❌

- “Never doubt my evil again! Not if you wish to remain my ally when I rule!” Obviously, Garmadon was peak threatening villain in the pilots, and never really reaches that state again, but he never really needed to. Because of the way Garmadon’s written and meant to be perceived now, trying to throw him back into that mysterious/ominous “shadow king” role would never work at this point, and that’s okay! But even so, moments like this, even if it’s small, make his character for me in ways that I can’t even put into words. ✅

- “Tick tock, tick tock!” Zane quotes the title of his true potential episode, which would be a nice reference if it weren’t for the implication that Zane is aware of the recording, titling, and streaming of this particular day in his life, as well as that he seemingly has no problem with this massive breach of his privacy. ❌

- After seeing Misako, Garmadon self-consciously glances at his arms, because evil warlords can get insecure too, Margaret. ✅

- “I know you too well, Misako. Why did you allow yourself to get caught!?” Love a husband that just knows his wife’s a bad*ss ✅

- “Lloyd doesn’t want to fight?” I can assure you I am very normal about how Garmadon thinks his son hates him by now and am not emotional about this whatsoever ✅

- “It is our destiny… I don’t care about him!” 🚨Warning🚨 Your brain has now constructed a premise for an angsty oneshot that makes little sense in the canon timeline and that you will likely get attached to, but never actually write. Proceed with caution! ⚠️ ✅

- “Then you’re not the man I married. I should go…” Misako looks surprised when Garmadon stops her, meaning she was ready to abandon the entire plan and just walk out, no helmet at all. ❌

- Cole has super strength, so why would he take this much damage from a few barrels? And shouldn’t said barrels be moving much more than they are? ❌

- “Being evil these days is really unappreciated!” Garmadon is an advocate for villain appreciation ✅

- I get that the Stone Warriors have built like a hundred vehicles by this point, but it still catches me off guard that they have an alarm system for the helmet in the middle of a previously uninhabited island ❌

- Kai just got punched square in the face with the hand of a giant metal samurai mech - how is he still talking right now??? ❌

- “Well we better think of something quick cuz… I’m out of lines!” ✅

- Look, I could handle it when it was just one-off clips, but I’m supposed to take Garmadon seriously when he spends over half the episode with this awful f*cking hair ❌

- If we compare how long Jay wears the helmet to how long Dareth wears the helmet later on, then either Jay should have control of the army by now, or the Stone Army don’t later listen to Dareth because of the helmet, but because they just genuinely respect him and his authority. Either way it’s a sin ❌

- “I finally have you ninja in the palm of my hand!” “LET THEM GO!” F*CK YEAH, GREEN BEAN- er, I mean, I’m not invested in this at all ✅

- “Holy cannoli! Lloyd and Garmadon in a face-off! Take the shot, Lloyd!” “He’s vulnerable!” “Do not hesitate!” “Strike now!” I love this! They’re coaching him through this because, even though they know they can’t help him in the Final Battle, they still wanna help him and coach him through the best they can because he’s their little brother and they’re not gonna leave him alone! (Side question: do any of you actually read when I go into little rants like this or are you just used to scrolling past them lmao) ✅

- AND LLOYD LOOKS BACK AS THEY’RE TALKING BECAUSE HE HEARS THEM AND HE KNOWS WHAT HE HAS TO DO ✅

- “I’m sorry, father, but you leave me no choice. It is our destiny.” AND HIS VOICE IS SO DRY AND DETACHED AS HE SPEAKS ✅

- AND GARMADON JUST STANDS IN DEFEAT AS LLOYD’S RESOLVE SLOWLY GIVES AND HE JUST CAN’T DO IT ✅

- “Wow, this clock is a mechanical masterpiece!” Yeah, and a toy set no one is brave enough to build ❌

- Cole climbs up this entire clock to reach the helmet while everyone else just stands and stares ❌

- You’d think these highly trained, athletic ninja would be better at catching ❌

- See, I just couldn’t possibly understand why people are so insistent that Kai and Nya need more sibling moments. Look, they hugged right here! It was shown for a whole 1 second! What more could you want? Sweet moments? Acknowledgment of the almost parent-like role Kai tends to take over Nya? Anything beyond the occasional comment that they are, in fact, siblings? I just think you’re being needy /s ❌

- “It’s just the way the cookie crumbled.” This line hits a little different after Seabound, doesn’t it?

- Also, the Stone Army kidnaps Nya, and Kozu says “or what? You’ll make a big splash?” A Big Splash is the title of the first episode of Seabound, and then right after we get the cookie crumbles line… This is quite a few coincidences at one time.

- ^ Obsessed with the fact that Jay was about to deck Cole ✅

- ^ and now he’s just laying on top of him ✅

- “Come on, Lloyd. Let’s go home. You’ll get your chance.” I think you’re missing the point, Wu. He doesn’t WANT his chance. ❌

- “I give you… Garmatron!” The Overlord got his naming skills from Dr. Doofenshmirtz ❌

- “It’s more beautiful than I could ever imagine!” In all the time the Stone soldiers were building this, did Garmadon never go to look at it? ❌

Sentence: Emotional damage

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rohaena · 2 years

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My Lecturer My Husband Season 2 Episode 5A & 5B Ada yang Semakin Menggatal

#My Lecturer My Husband Season 2 Episode 5

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Meditations of St. Padre Pio – Part 2 B

Padre Pio was at the height of his priestly apostolate with multitudes of pilgrims visiting him, for his Mass, to confess to him, and to ask him for prayers and counsel. He was a master of souls; he directed everyone with penetrating words full of deep meaning. His series of "Meditations" was the first complete text of Padre Pio's thoughts. These texts consists of Padre Pio's meditations upon the fundamental dogmas of the Catholic faith. The Immaculate Conception and the Incarnation of Jesus. He then relives Jesus' agony in the garden of olives. Next he reflects on the human condition, and on our need to turn to God in the passing of our days. These are not conventional texts; they are reflections derived from the contemplation of the absolute Truth. “Mary Immaculate” is a more theological text. The others are more human and simple.

Padre Pio, in the first years of his residence in San Giovanni Rotondo (1918 – 1920), when he was freer from the care of souls, wrote a few meditations for his novices and his spiritual daughters of the Franciscan Third Order. They were the text of his lectures or instructions that he gave weekly as their Spiritual Director. After that, between the years 1925 – 1928, Padre Pio compiled other meditations. Fr. Agostino of San Marco in Lamis affirms it in his "Diary:" The Provincial, Fr. Bernardo of Alpicella, once suggested to Padre Pio to “compile a few meditations for the principal feasts of the year for our seminarians.” When Padre Pio was shown the possibility of publishing these meditations, he said: "I have written these things for myself." But, when it was explained to him that "they would do a lot of good to our souls" he smilingly said: "if it is as you say, bonum est diffu sivum sui (good, by its nature, is destined to be spread).

First Meditation - Christmas Season - Part 2

J. M. J. – D. F. C. Note: The initials J. M. J. – D. F. C. Stands for Jesus, Mary, Joseph – Dominic, Francis, Catherine

O Divine Spirit, move my heart to adore and to love: enlighten my intellect that it may contemplate the sublimity of the great mystery of love, of a God who has become a little Child; inflame my will that I may use it to warm the One who for my sake lies shivering on the straw. O Mary, my Mother, lead me to the cave of Bethlehem and let me plunge into contemplation of the great and sublime event that is about to take place in the silence of this greatest and most beautiful night the world has ever known.

O my soul, look upon your heavenly Mother who with Joseph her husband obeys the decree of Augustus and simultaneously God's command, in order that the prophecies may be fulfilled. In the depths of winter she travels from Nazareth to Bethlehem, regardless of her dignity as the Mother of God. Without hesitation she obeys a creature of this earth who unknown to himself contributes by a decree to the accomplishment of the divine plan. By the enrollment of the holy pair their descent from the Royal stock of David is recognized, along with the One who is to be the Savior of the world, the King of all hearts. His coming is imminent, the hour is about to strike. The earth will receive its Savior but the world will not recognize him.

Bethlehem refuses its God a place in which to open his eyes to the light. It refuses shelter to the Mother and her Spouse. Oh, how embarrassed I feel as I consider that on innumerable occasions I have closed the door of my heart to divine inspirations. How many times have I refused admittance to the One who knocked on the door of my heart to reign there as King of love, while I gave way to the most despicable passions. O my soul, what confusion. O Jesus, always abundantly merciful, forgive me. Come and be born again in my soul and remain there forever. If the door resist you, force it open and reign in me for all time. You know the will that wants to possess you absolutely, to love you and be subject to your divine laws. Bring into my cold heart the most ardent love. Set alight in it that fire which you came to spread on earth, so that consumed by it, I may be immolated on the altar of your love, as a Holocaust of love, so that you may reign in my heart and in the hearts of all men and that from all men everywhere may rise up a hymn of praise and blessing and Thanksgiving to you for the love you have shown us in this mystery of Divine tenderness.

O my soul, see the holy pair driven away by all because there is no room, nor any pity for them, no consideration for the state of that gentle Virgin of Nazareth who is about to bring forth the Son of God, the Virgin full of grace who attracts God to her bosom. See how the hearts of creatures remain unmoved as they drive them away. The humble Virgin recognizes the divine plan in all this. She understands and prays for that people which ignobly rejects its God, its Savior. The holy pair leave the town and their eyes fall on a lowly and cold refuge, the only place worthy to receive the One who by the lowliness of his birth wants to show us an example and reveal to us his infinite love for us. He comes down from the heights of heaven to the lowliest place on earth, to a poor stable in the midst of animals. The divine Mother enters into that place adoring the divine plan and with Joseph, her Spouse, she retires to a corner, immersed in deep prayer, in highest contemplation. Her love for the One she bears in her womb inflames her desire to see him, to clasp him in her arms and hold him to her heart. The hour draws near. And you, O celestial inhabitants of heaven, come and receive on earth the One who makes you blessed in paradise. Come and offer him the adoration you pay to him in heaven. Come and gladden the earth what your heavenly songs. Come and illumine with your light the darkness of this holy night. Come and manifest to our souls the love of a God Incarnate. Come, O heavenly court, to render homage to your King, hidden under the semblance of a lowly human being. And you, O earth, rejoice that although your inhabitants reject him, he comes just the same. Impelled by love he hastens his gigantic steps and eats up the path by the ardor of his divine Heart. Love forgets all, forgives all, gives all without reserve, and behold he hastens his coming with the sole desire to suffer and to enrich us with his gifts, with the desire to offer worthy adoration and abundant satisfaction to his heavenly Father, to bring Redemption to mankind and to merit men's sanctification.

He comes forth from his Mother's womb like a ray of light which comes through crystal without marring its splendor and the Angels are there to place him in his Mother's arms. O Mary, tell us what poured from your heart at that moment. Who could penetrate into that furnace of fire? She presses him to her heart, and adores in him her God, her Creator, her All. Love overcomes respect. She sees in him God clothed in flesh because of his love. She beholds him powerless and in need of her support and she adores him as the Omnipotent. She sees him tiny and adores him in his infinite greatness which has abased itself. She sees him poor and adores him as infinitely rich. She contemplates him in his lowliness and recognizes him as sublime and divine. She sees him clothed in mortal flesh and adores him as immortal for all eternity. She sees him born and acknowledges him as the uncreated One of the eternal years, generated from all eternity in the splendor of holiness in the bosom of the Father. On our behalf she adores and loves the One who for love has become a day-old Infant, capable of suffering and dying. The heavenly Child cries and suffers, and perfectly aware of everything, offers to the eternal justice his tears and his adoration. The Godhead receives from earth through the action of the Creator-Creature all the love and glory which made owe to him.

The Word united to humanity adores the Father in spirit and truth. Divine Wisdom with a full appreciation of his meditation, small in exterior form, gives back for us to the Father at that moment all that the creature owes to its Creator.

O God, what a debt of gratitude we owe you. With what great love should our hearts burn for you. With this fire of love we ought to warm those tiny trembling limbs of yours. Your tenderness conquers my heart and I am overcome by your love, O heavenly Child. Let contact with your fire consume me, burn me, reduce me to ashes here at your feet. May I be dissolved by love and extol your goodness and charity.

#padre pio

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In what of your posts it looks like you posted "why in the gnomes fandom??" and I keep getting interested but then I see it's just a good omens post I can't see until I pirate season 2.

ah yes im familiar w the gnomes fandom. whenever i talk to my mom abt anything related to the supernatural or religion, she gives me a lecture abt how we need to take care of our house gnomes, sauna gnomes, etc or else theyll wreak havoc and break our shit 🙄

but like... i KNOW mom and her husband havent been treating their own gnomes w the utmost respect they deserve, since BOTH the indoor sauna in their house and the outdoor sauna in the yard, are currently broken and cant be used lmao. thats the gnomes telling you youve fucked up

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Thank you for the reply ♥️

I have another question, how would you rank the villains from best (most interesting) to worst? I actually thought Broman from the first season was one of the best/ interesting ones. He was awful but also had this charme (the actor did a great job imo), the ones after him were all kind of one-dimensional and stereotypical evil. And Vera went ‚crazy‘ a little too quickly for my liking, I mean again the actress did a great job, but her character was a bit off.. would love to hear what you think.

Ooooh.

I'm gonna be honest I don't even remember all of them.

I do remember Broman. Be was charismatic for sure. I loved him on the skateboard. He was definitely a good villian.

Then Östling was kinda interesting too I think. Because of his history with the Eks. Season 2 was kinda complicated though. But I think he was a good villian too. He was like the exact same as Anders but just another person. It was entertaining to see their rivalry ans their history with Klara.

Season 3 went more international if I remember correctly. And Östling was still in the game.

Season three also had fun mini bosses like the Icelandics and Speedy. Speedy was fun, if you can call him a villian. He also had motives

But I agree with you that the bigger "bosses" where less entertaining. They felt very same same. Barely even remember who came in what season. Rosales was in season 3 at least.

Gerrafi was not very interesting at all. We didn’t get to see his personality. Same with Rosales and Elargo. They just were all the same. Big bad boss with lots of power and control. They had a few moments.

Loved Gerrafi and his right hand lecturing Vera. She thought she as big and bad and they pretty much laughed at her.

Someone that truly felt like a villian though and infuriated me was the prosecutor Louise Blom. Couldn't stand her.

Vera was, I don't know. She was crazy but she really loved her husband ans it felt like she waa driven by that. She felt very evil though. I don't know I can't grasp her.

#Ask #Gåsmamman

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The boy from 6 years ago…

After explicitly ignoring instructions from my mother about serial killers, I invited a man I matched with on tinder 6 years ago to my house. Which is 2 hours away from his house… Which now that I’m writing about it is about as dumb as it sounds. Luckily 🚨spoiler alert 🚨 he was not a murderer.

For no reason other than the town he is from, he has been affectionately nicknamed Francis (oh how I love kiwi culture).

Francis arrived at about 2pm the day before a festival in his home down (is he dumb enough to brave the traffic or super into me; I’m still unsure).

After the grand tour and a cold drink, conversation was well flowing and easy. He pulled me in for a snuggle and made light work of making me feel comfortable in his presence (although I had spoken to this man for extended periods of time at both the age of 18 and now 23). Not long after we decided it was dinner time which Francis kindly picked, paid for and went in and got from the shop. I supplement our sustenance with 6 Boston cremes from Dunkin Donuts (which he ate 5 of…)

After polishing off our dinner we took the donuts and headed for a movie in bed. Although we discussed while selecting dinner that I would pick the tv watching, I promptly passed the Baton to Francis (my phone with the Netflix app open) after going back and forth the new season of archer was selected. A poor choice of his part we were both far too into the programme so kissing and anything remotely close to indoor gardening only lasted as long as the theme song.

Once the full season of archer was complete we got stuck into a DMC about our family lives, our childhood and the weird teachers at our high school. After changing subjects to a much lighter topic we got into some indoor gardening. As per usual, trying to keep it somewhat clean, I’ve tried to keep it light on the detail, however it would be rude not to mention the tongue on this man.

Once the plants were potted we hoped into the shower for some snuggly time, some wonderful aftercare I stole from Mcdreamy.

We quickly returned back to bed for some snuggles and a very pg13 massage. Not long after my massage he was given the Netflix privileges. I was quickly hooked into a documentary about Michael Schumacher which only ended in tears (Francis obviously hadn’t quite worked out how much of a sook I am). Although his commentary made me consider watching the formula 1 with some interest outside of Charles Le Clare’s face. Whilst he both giggled and snuggled the tears away one of my cats had befriended him. I had already provided the lecture about how my cats don’t like people so this was unexpected for both Francis and I.

After some snuggles with both Francis and the cats we drifted off to sleep. The morning uneventful due to his early rise to beat the festi traffic.

All in all two successful dates in succession but neither man stood out as husband material, I beginning to wonder if I’m even looking for a husband as yet. Maybe we will stick to enjoying men’s company…. I’ll get back to you on that one.

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Pity 60?! ALMOST THERE! You can do it! 🥳 2 ?! Goodness how even 😭😭 The lowest I got was 6... Not any better but 2 is so close to being flat broke...

Yeahhh her dad is such an ass Maxi is the sweetest! And she's got a super hot husband now so I guess she DID benefit from being married off 😚 Oh I've read that too! Edna is such a girlboss I love her! It's different from the normal damsel in distress kind of Female lead, and it's really refreshing. What else have you read?

I hope so! But I'm still 18 and I wanna enjoy being single hahaha! I've seen my friends cry and weep over guys and I feel like I want to stay unburdened by the weight of a relationship till I'm like 19-20-ish? Thanks Chu! haha it's getting super rainy where I'm from... It's so cold istg...

Ahaha! I'm not THAT young. But I do agree that my watchlist is soul-sucking dhdhdh. Though, there's something about sad animes, don't you think?

HAHAHA you're young too! And you finished Naruto during your summer break?! Omg just how much did you watch per day you're amazing.

Right?! We deserve to know, Gege! Have mercy please was killing off our 3 JJK daddies not enough-

Hmm I honestly preferred the old art, even if the animation wasn't on par with Mappa's. I did pick it up after awhile, but Instagram spoiled me so I lost motivation after 2-3 episodes of season 4... I should really delete all social media accounts before watching a new anime...

Oh no is he okay HAHAHA was the ending that sad I'm slightly tempted to binge the rest of AOT after my exams are over hmm... How could he?!?! Gojo dying is one of the few anime deaths that shook the world 😭😭Or is he just jealous 🤭

Omg a fellow monkey! Sugu's monkey cult is expanding- Ngl I would gladly be a monkey if it means I can get slightly closer to Suguru-

Also I've received your TOT req!! The bakerlon card is legit so cute ahhh 😫😫

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i… gave up🥲 seems like there’s no hope for me 😩 i’ll wait until next year then and save the s chips i get from the monthly pass for the upcoming events🤧

HAHAHAH the benefit is right there!!🤭 i love maxi’s progress though and YES I LOVE EDNA SO MUCH omg she’s so badass, takes care of her own shits and the plot twist is soooo omg i finished that manhwa on one night and was left sooo full😩 it was one of the best manhwas for me

hmm i think i’ve read quite many arranged marriage stories but suddenly i can’t think of any of them🥲 but another great manhwa i read is unholy blood! i love hayan sm she’s also badass and her romance with euntae drives me almost insane bcs of the slow burn🤧 but it’s so so great by the ending i was sad to let it go. have you read it?? and do you have any other recs?

so true! i honestly don’t think there’s any benefit for us to force ourselves to have a boyfriend/girlfriend that early (especially if they say it’s for the status—a classmate of mine once told me that she was dating this guy just to know how being in a relationship was like💀 she’s messed up) because in the end, we are looking for the real thing. the real thing doesn’t come easily, it takes time. fyi my current boyfriend is my first bf, we started dating just last year, which means i have my first bf at 23🥹 and i’m so glad i heed my mom then, that it’s no use to have boyfriends when you were still in high school or college as chances are they are still immature themselves.

but if you do find someone who is good in school, then it’s okay to try! just don’t be discouraged if you don’t because nah we need the true ones😉

(aw sorry to come off as lecturing i can’t stop myself but my mom’s advice is what saves me🥹 and i really do think it’s so good)

me too!! it’s rainy and cold nowadays *sigh* but at least it’s not as hot?🥹

THERES 🗣️ SOMETHING 🗣️ ABOUT 🗣️ ANGST 🗣️ that made me feel like i want to jump out of the window yet satisfied my inner soul at the same time🤧🤧🤧

HAHAHA i felt old bcs now i’m paying for my own bills and impulse buying😭 JSJSJS nono i watched naruto from eps 300 onwards actually🥹 still, that’s quite a lot 😭 but yeah, i could watch at least 5-10 eps per day back then 🥲

PFFT DADDIES so true 😔😔 *sigh* my life has never been the same ever since that gojo sukuna fight. i started looking for spoilers (i didn’t follow the manga before), installed twitter and reading theories. my heart used to be thumping so hard each time i went over the spoilers you know? like i know gojo was going to lose somehow but i hope so much he didn’t and then when chapter 235 dropped and gege took a break i was like “!!!!” only to 236 to reverse it in the most brutal way💀

ahh i see… i’m starting to think that aot is for boys😭 like most of my guy friends are like “this is the best anime of my life” while my girl friends are just bamboozled with everything🥹

he’s mourning and coping the way we do for our jjk daddies🤭🤭 save to say that karma gets him bcs he doesn’t follow the manga HAHAHA maybe both i don’t know but he gets 🙄🙄 when i swoon over gojo ahahhaha

oh? good luck on your exam disco anon!! i know you’ll do well!!🫶🏻

HAHAHAHAH OMG that’s the term he used too!!🤣 like he’s okay being suguru’s monkey just because🥹

waah! that’s good then!! the card is so CHIC but i haven’t gotten the chance to read it yet along with the side story card🥲🥲🥲 i will after this weekend i think bcs work has been so tiring *sigh*

#this is sooo long im so sorry but i really love talking to you sjsjsjjs #—chu’s mailbox 📬#💌: 🪩

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