#and cause I love Kaycee

[catgirlkirigiri]

Introducing my crazy broken dire wolf pup from my last run of Kaycee’s Mod, Cerberus! He was so good he got to become a necklace lol. He’s double sided for the full fledgling sigil effect :P Plus a little side by side of him and my other card necklace, my ouroboros from my story playthrough

For fun, here’s him before I added all the sigils/stitches/blood/goop. The pup was so much harder to paint than the adult which I was not anticipating

#I moved where the grafted sigil sits on the pup so I didn’t have to cover his face btw #and the green on the right side is cause one of the cards he was mycologized from was a goobert clone of him so I thought it’d be a fun idea #the dire wolf pup art is so silly btw. it looks so baby I love JT #zoracontent #zora arts #inscryption #kaycees mod

[longelk]

so unfair that in kaycees universe there legitimately have been video game characters who escaped to real life but leshy couldnt do this and they didnt get the chance to go feed ducks together or something

#maybe leshy wanted to leave so bad to meet his friend that he created a portal with old_data (coping) #maybe his emotions become too complex to be defined by binary that he is forcibly ejected from the game (coping) #maybe he hates being an AI so much given his theming he wants to become a real organic being (coping) #i love thinking about it. cause think of how much enrichment he would get when he gets to explore all the big forests and see new animal #kaycee has to be there so he doesnt get hit by a car #this would be a nice story but i dont know how to write :)

[jerzwriter]

One Night in Cordonia Chapter 8: All's Well That Ends Well

Series: One Night in Cordonia, a @choicesprompts a Round Robin Event. Fandom: TRR, with some OH introduced here Pairings: You'll See lol Word count: 2.2k (I went over a little - sorry!) Rating: Mature Warnings: talks about sex, innuendos, language Prompt: Cocktails, Gala - @choicesjunechallenge A/N: Every now and then, it's fun to just take your characters and put them in different surroundings. This lil' crack fic allowed me to do just that. I was going to say it's not really "my" Ethan and Tobias here, but, to be honest, it could be them in my Ethan/Kaycee world. Thanks for putting this together and including me Angela!

Next author: ??? @angelasscribbles ???

Summary: It's Leo's social season. The day is Beaumont bash after the formal dinner is done and the royal couple has left. Anton sends his second in command, Claudius, to spread a fog, "Death Smash," that would leave the guests paralyzed and he would attack. But the gas delivered was Shagging smog 2.0 by mistake, leading to a sexual frenzy amongst guests. Anton himself goes to check and falls prey to the gas. The only unaffected members are Max (immune), Leo (because he was in the gardens), and Olivia (partially affected, trying to fight the effects).

The pretty brunette flight attendant was shaky on her feet, and for once, turbulence nor the ridiculously high heels Constantine insisted his flight attendants wear was the cause. No, this time, the mesmerizing aqua-blue eyes of her passenger were the culprit. She hadn’t dared to look at them directly for fear of what they could do to her, but she could feel them raking over as she attempted to pour his bourbon. She only hoped he didn’t notice how she trembled.  

“That’s good right there, darlin’,’ he droned, his husky voice rolling off his tongue like honey. “Any more than that, and I’ll have to wonder if you’re trying to take advantage of me.”

A blush settled on her cheeks as she attempted to come up with a reply. Luckily, the other, equally aesthetically pleasing passenger spared her when he sighed with disgust.

“For Christ’s sake, Tobias, could you maybe have just an ounce of decorum?”

“You know Ethan, decorum is overrated,” he winked. “I prefer fun. You may want to try it sometime.”

“I know how to have fun, and it’s not harassing our flight attendant.” 

Ethan looked over to the young woman, who could not look away before his sapphire orbs met hers. Fuck! She thought because those eyes would render her equally as helpless.

“I apologize for my colleague. Apparently, he was raised by wolves.”

“Hey!” Tobias jumped in. “My mom would kick your ass if she heard you say that!”

“Really? Well, I’m sure she’d love to hear how you are treating this young woman,” Ethan pulled out his phone. “Shall I dial her?”

Tobias threw both hands up in surrender. “Nope! Truce! Truce!”

A satisfied smirk crossed Ethan’s face. “I think you’ll be left in peace for the remainder of the flight,” he smiled. Completely oblivious to the look of disappointment on the woman’s face as she exited the cabin.

Tobias sipped the amber liquor and let out a slow moan. “Mmmm.  This is amazing,” he growled. “Have you tried yours yet? I know you’re a total snob, but I swear, this shit will make you weak in the knees.”

Ethan eyed his untouched beverage and shut his eyes.

“I’ll get to it,” he grumbled. “This whole thing, it’s just… it’s obscene!”

Tobias leaned over and took the papers his companion was reading out of his hands, shoving them into the attaché at his side.

“Hey, what are you….”

“Shut up,” Tobias spat. “Seriously, Ethan. The hospital insisted we go, so just sit back and enjoy the ride. We’re on one of the most luxurious private jets on the planet on someone else’s dime. Our every need is expected to be catered to, and if you hadn’t interrupted… that might have included the beautiful Ashley.”

“Ashley?” He asked.

“The flight attendant…”

“Her name is Amber, you idiot. And sexual harassment isn’t something I wish to add to our resume on this trip.”

“Ethan, relax. I was joking!”

“I’m sorry, I just hate this whole thing. The wealthiest people in the world summoning us across the damn Atlantic to take care of their potential PR disaster is not what I went into medicine for.”

“I don’t disagree,” Tobias shrugged. “But what they’re paying us for two days’ work will fund our department for the next year. So look at the bright side for a change Mr. Sour Pants.”

“You have a point,” Ethan grumbled. “Let’s just make this quick, get in and get out…”

“That was my plan with Am….”

“SHUT UP!” Ethan hollered as Tobias adjusted his sleep mask and drifted off, pleased he had accomplished his goal of getting under his boss’s skin.

~~~~

Upon landing, a heavily guarded motorcade awaited the two doctors and drove them to the Beaumont estate. 

“Is this still fun for you?” Ethan asked.

“Fuck yes! I’m living out some major James Bond fantasies right now.”

Ethan fought the genuine smile that attempted to spread on his lips; maybe there was something to Tobias’s constant glass-half-full approach, but he wasn’t about to admit it.

When they arrived at the scene, Constantine and a Lieutenant from the King’s Guard greeted them at once. The Lieutenant handed each man a gas mask.

“Gentlemen,” Constantine enthused. “We are so happy to have you here! It’s not our first incident with shag smog in Cordonia, but this one is not responding to the normal antidote. That’s why we called in the experts.”

Ethan quickly adjusted his mask, but Tobias made no effort to put his on, earning him a questioning glare.

“No need,” Tobias smiled. “I’ve been exposed in the past, so I’m immune.”

“Of course you have,” Ethan groused. “How bad is the situation?”

“Worse than you could imagine!” The Lieutenant began. “There are only a handful of people present who weren’t affected, reasons unclear at this time. Some may have had prior exposure, some, well… this could be their natural state of being; it’s hard to tell.”

“OK, so we have a handful of people who haven’t turned into sex-crazed lunatics,” Tobias assessed. “But how many have? Do you know how many were in attendance?”

“Several hundred,” a woman’s voice rang out from behind, and Tobias’s body went rigid. He’d know that voice anywhere. “Anyone who is anyone in Cordonian society is here, plus a few plebeians from other nations who are delusional enough to imagine they can fit in with us.”

Tobias turned slowly toward the red-haired beauty, salacious grin in place.

“You say plebeians with such disdain, Duchess. From what I recall, you haven’t always minded rolling around in the dirt with at least… some of us.”

Olivia’s eyes narrowed, her icy gaze meeting Tobias’s heated stare. “You!” she hissed.

Ethan clapped his friend on the back. “It’s so good to see you have fans everywhere. Please tell me you made her acquaintance at a Cordonian History seminar.”

“Yeah,” Tobias chuckled. “Something like that. It’s been a long time, Duchess.”

“I’d prefer it if you called me Olivia,” she seethed.

“Heh! That’s not what you wanted to be called last time we were together.”

Constantine turned to Ethan with a look of distress. “Are you sure the sex pollen isn’t impacting him?”

“No,” Ethan sighed wearily, “Sadly, that’s just him.”

“Tobias?” a naked Maxwell hollered as he approached the group. “Is that you?”

Ethan turned to Constantine, aghast. “I thought you said all the impacted were contained!”

“They are! But that’s Maxwell and… sadly, that’s just… him.”

“It’s me,” Tobias nodded, averting his eyes. He removed his lab coat and tossed it in Max’s direction. “Would you put this on, for Christ’s sake! No one needs to see that damn hippo tattoo.”

“Oh, yeah…” Ethan rolled his eyes. “That’s what we don’t need to see!”

“So, what do we do, gentlemen?” The Lieutenant asked. “Normally, pumping in the antidote smog does the trick.”

“Not with this new variant,” Tobias interrupted. “It’s essentially a concentrated form of GHB in vaporized form.”

“So, how do we reverse this?” Constantine asked.

“There’s been some success with the administration of diclofenac and NSAIDS,” Ethan advised. “But that would require injecting each of the infected individually. There is no way to ‘gas’ everyone back to normal.”

“Well, that could take hours! Days!” A voice called out.

“This is my son, Leo, the crown prince.” Constantine chimed in.  “And I agree with him. We need to get this display of debauchery under control before it’s a scandal!”

“Forgive me if I’m more concerned about the people who were poisoned, not your Palace’s reputation.”

“Dr. Ramsey, I believe I’m paying you quite handsomely to take care of both,” Constantine reminded.

“Going room to room won’t be the fastest way,” Tobias agreed. “But it is the best way. Not only can we ensure it’s administered properly, but you can send someone in with us to confiscate everyone’s mobile devices. That will give you time to destroy any embarrassing pictures you wouldn’t want out there.”

Olivia spat out a laugh behind him. “Yes, Dr. Carrick. Because you, of all people, know about embarrassing blackmail photos. Don’t you?”  

Tobias shot her a knowing look. “We’ll talk after… Duchess. Right now, I have work to do.”

~~~~~

Tobias and Ethan ran up the ornate marble staircase; the team Constantine assembled to assist them quick on their heels.

“So, dare I ask what the deal is with you and Olivia?” Ethan asked.

A blissful look came over Tobias’s face, and Ethan momentarily wondered if his friend was being impacted by the gas.

“You know I’ve always had a thing for redheads. Plus, have you ever had a woman pull a switchblade out of her stilettos and threaten you in the middle of some of the most mind-blowing sex you’ve ever had in your life?”  

Ethan looked at Tobias in horror. “No! I can’t say I have.”

Tobias reached over and tapped his friend’s shoulder. “Well, add it to your bucket list, buddy. I promise you, it’s a rush.”

“Gentleman,” Leo interrupted, “if you wouldn’t mind visiting this room first. My brother, Liam, is in here.”

When the men entered, Liam immediately rushed toward them.

“What the…”

“Thank God you’re here!” Liam squealed. “This is shag smog… isn’t it?”

“It is,” Leo frowned. “But… you’re coherent… weren’t you impacted? Do you want to screw any of us right now?”

Liam calmly looked over the three men and shrugged. “I mean, you’re all cute… but not my type… and you’re my brother!”

“But if you weren’t impacted, why are you locked in here?” Leo asked.

“Madeline locked me in here. That woman has been dying to have her way with me and thought she believed this was her big chance.”

“Wait…” Tobias interrupted. “I’m not up on all of the societal gossip, and I know you people have your own little… proclivities… but,” he turned to Leo, “isn’t Madeline your fiance?”

“Technically,” Leo sighed.

“OK, then,” Tobias simpered. “Well, how about we leave you two to sort this out while we go administer the antidote to others.”

Leo nodded at Tobias, “Excellent idea. We’ll meet up again outside.”

~~~~~

Several hours later, Tobias joined a team of King’s Guards assigned to delete all incriminating images from guests' phones. He was having too much fun helping, chuckling repeatedly before hitting delete. He turned to Ethan with a grin.

“You know, if we want to retire early, all I need to do is forward some of these to our phones. Our offspring’s offspring could live off of the blackmail money.”

He heard what sounded like the knuckles cracking behind him and found Oliva glaring his way. “I assure you, that would be ill-advised.”

“Relax, sweetheart. Don’t you know a joke when you hear one?”

Ethan looked between the two and shook his head ruefully. “I know I’m going to live to regret this… but you mentioned blackmail photos before… what were you talking about?”  

Tobias howled with laughter. “She took some photos of me and planned on using them against me. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t factor in that I have no shame. So, she got nothing.”

“Oh dear God,” Ethan groaned. “What the hell was on… you know what… no… I don’t want to know.”

“Why?” Tobias asked. “They were just pictures of me… in various states of undress… some may have involved latex… and a couple had switchblades….”

“OK, STOP!”

“In one,” Tobias said, standing up with dramatic flair, “I was kind of bent over like this….”

“I SAID STOP!” Ethan yelled as he rushed away, muttering under his breath.

Amused, Olivia slid up next to Tobias and gently caressed his forearm.

“He’s a bit squeamish, no?”

“Hey, they can’t all be me,” he laughed. “You’re looking good, Dutchess… you know, I wouldn’t exactly turn down the opportunity to … engage… again….”

Olivia rolled her eyes. “Tobias, you’re a terribly handsome man. And as much as I can appreciate someone who eagerly follows my orders and calls me Duchess throughout, I must admit… I rather get off on the fear in my companion's eyes when I unexpectedly pull a sharp object in the heat of the moment… the fact that you kind of got off on that… it takes the fun out of it for me.”

“Hey!” Tobias protested. “Fear? Is that what you’re looking for. Listen, gorgeous, I had four years in drama club in college, and I can feign fear like the best of them. I think you should give me another shot.”

Olivia’s eyes raked over him, slowly taking him in from head to toe, a fiendish grin growing.

“You’re willing to wear a harness?”

Tobias scoffed. “When have I ever said no to that?”

“OK,” she smiled, rising to her feet. “The Beumont’s armory is in the basement. Go down the staircase, make a left, and it’s the last door at the end of the hallway. Meet me there in fifteen minutes. Oh, and get your lab coat back from Maxwell. Make sure you’re wearing that… and nothing else… when I enter,” she winked. “That’s the main course. The harness will be dessert.”

Tobias looked at her with darkened eyes. “At your command, my Duchess.”

Anxioulsy hopping to his, Tobias yelled to Ethan as he made his way to the door.

“Hey, buddy! I’ve got .. uh.. some things to do. Keep yourself occupied… look around for Bertrand… you both love boring things. He’ll know what to do.”

Liam and Leo leaned against the wall, shaking their heads at what they had just witnessed. 

“And that’s without the shag pollen,” Leo sighed. “Could you imagine them under the influence?”

Liam shook his head vigorously. “It would be the demise of Cordonia.  Perhaps the demise of civilization.”

@choicesficwriterscreations Tagging others in RB.

#choices fanfic #the royal romance #trr #open heart #open heart choices #playchoices #choicesprompts #choices fic writers creations #ethan ramsey #tobias carrick #olivia nevrakis #the rys family #trr au #round robin

[healerelowen]

Impulse chaoscule fic? Yes. And I made it hurt/comfort instead of just pure angst. 

-Challenger/Reader being revealed to have association with the Old Data-

 Coming back to an angry horde of subordinates was not what you expected upon arriving on your island. Everyone from your partners’ domains was here, even though some of them were far away from your island. All of them were yelling and glaring at you once you arrived, your loves followed close behind, they all were likely just as confused as you were. “What’s going on here?” You asked, having to raise your voice over the noise. “You’ve betrayed us all!” A robotic voice spat, you deduced it belonged to the Melter. “What are you talking about?! They haven’t done anything to hurt us!” P03 quickly retorted. The Trader stepped forward until she was in front of the crowd, “Some of us have discovered something that will alter your truths.” She said, her voice was calm but their gaze was fierce. You swallowed hard. 

The other Scrybes looked at each other with confused expressions. “‘Alter our truths’? What are they talking about?” Leshy turned and asked the others, but all he was met with was silence that said more than a thousand words. All of them looked at you, and saw you start to tremble. “What’s wrong, dear? Do you know something about this?” Grimora asked, and another voice emerged from the crowd. “Yer’ darn tootin’ they know! Why I oughta-” There was a quick snarl from the Scrybe of Beasts, “Silence!” The Prospector went quiet. You struggled to find your voice, for all of your words seemed to be stuck in your throat. You stared at the outraged subordinates, unable to speak. “Show them.” The Trader instructed, and three people from the crowd came forward. The Dredger, Angler, and Kaycee Hobbs all had little parts of code and binary in their hands. 

“What is this?” Magnificus asked, it seemed he was beginning to get anxious. “Corrupted fish.” The Angler then pointed at you, “Same fish.” The Scrybes starred in bewilderment. Then came a worried voice, “Are you sure?” Grimora’s gaze was darting from one to the other, and Kaycee nodded. “What do you mean by this?!” P03 demanded furiously, his voice almost sounded like a hiss of steam. The Dredger shrugged, “He meant what he said.” The rustic bot said dryly, “Ye sent us to find it, and find it we did. All we’re doin’ ere’ is pointin’ out the truth.” You finally shook yourself and snapped back, “It seems a little more than just a simple ‘telling of the truth.’” Then a little shadow-casted bundle bounded out from the crowd. The Lonely Wizard stared up at you, their eyes gleamed with anger and betrayal. You felt your false anger falter as you shrunk back. 

They stood in front of the trio, gaze directed at you. “You! You were supposed to be a friend!” The pitch black wizard said, their voice broken from heartbreak. “Friends don’t lie and hurt the ones they care about!” You hang your head slightly and slunk away more in shame. You averted your gaze, trying to rid the tiny guilty tears from your eyes. “They and the cursed data are one in the same. They’re the ones causing us nothing but trouble, get them out of here!” A voice from the crowd hissed, and others quickly rose in protest as well. Your heartbeat quickened as you stared at the crowd in horror, slowly backing away. You heard the voices from your friends yell and some spat words that rang painfully in your ears. ‘Drive them out!’ one voice retorted, ‘They’re nothing but a curse!’ You turned your attention to your loves, who were all staring at you. Their expressions seemed to be a mixture of shock, confusion and betrayal.                  

Suddenly, Magnificus spoke, “Quiet! We will be the ones to judge that. We will discuss this further privately.” The crowd's protests steadily silenced, and the mage turned to you and your other loves. “Let's go now.” He murmured, pain reflecting in his multicolored eye. On legs that seemed to be made of hard stone, you turned and followed your loves away from your island. There was a loud silence that hung in the air as all five of you walked to the central island. You didn’t lift your gaze from the white bridge under your feet, but you knew that on occasion one of your loves would glance at you. Finally, after what seemed like years, you all reached the island. Your loves stopped and stood in front of you, and you slowly looked up at them, trying to brace yourself for what pain might ensue. They all looked at you with eyes of heartbreak and knowing. They all knew you had knowledge of what exactly the subordinates were talking about. “Why didn’t you tell us?” P03 asked, breaking the silence. You took a deep breath, “I couldn’t.” 

“We understand as much, dear.” Grimora murmured, “But why specifically did you-” You could hardly keep back the guilt and tears, “Because I didn’t want to hurt you!” You snapped, a few speckled tears falling onto the sandy ground. She retracted slightly in surprise. “You all don’t deserve to suffer anymore! And if I told you that it would only break the peace you all needed! That you all still need.” Your own heartbreak quickly washed away the frustration like a cold wave. You averted your gaze again, “Sorry.” You murmured. The flickering light of dusk turned the sky a vibrant shade of orange contrast to the warm afternoon. Leshy took a step forward, not saying anything at first. You noticed P03 and Magnificus glance at each other with worried expressions. They both seemed unsure of what to do. 

That’s when you felt mossy arms engulf you in a hug. Your face was peeking from Leshy’s shoulder, your eyes widened. Leshy still didn’t say anything, and he didn’t need to. Grimora seemed to understand what he was doing and joined him, wrapping her arms around both of you. The other two followed a moment later, keeping close to the bundle of affection. “That data doesn’t mean anything about you.” Leshy finally murmured, “You are still our love, nothing will ever change that.” You finally let out a small sob and hid your head into his mossy shoulder, not really caring about the moss tickling your nose. “While I can’t forgive you for hiding this from us,” P03 added, “That doesn’t mean you should be shamed for something out of your control. Something out of our control.” You could ever so slightly feel the chilling metal of his arm against your neck. “We will always love and care for you dear, with the data or not.” Grimora cooed, and you felt her place a gentle kiss on the top of your head. You felt a slight stir of concern, “What about your subordinates?” You asked, your voice raspy. “Oh, they’ll be angry for a while. But eventually they will seek some sense and try to grow around this sudden discovery.” Magnificus muttered, and you knew better than to question his judgment. 

Once you all let go, you dried your tears before you all made your way back to your island to rest. The next day, the Scrybes had been asked about what was to happen to you. They all responded relatively the same, that you wouldn’t be driven out and would still remain here. This was either met with a grumble or protest but they were quick to silence them. It took a long while to rebuild a semblance of trust with your friends again, as they still were suspicious of you for months after that. But you didn’t let their untrusting stares and harshness bother you, and instead focused on your own duties rather than letting aggression get to your head. Although it was a dragging process of waiting and waiting all the while doing everything you could to prove that you could be trusted, it did happen. Almost a year after the truth was revealed, they all started to slowly and surely treat you with respect again. And you knew it would take longer for them to fully trust you again, but that was alright. 

All that mattered was that they were beginning to grow around this sudden turn of events, just as one of your loves said.             

#inscryption #the chaoscule #inscryption leshy #inscryption grimora #inscryption p03 #inscryption magnificus #leshy x reader #grimora x reader #p03 x reader #magnificus x reader #inscryption x reader #a little explanation #so the whole gist of this was acceptance of change even in some of the people you care about with your whole heart and soul #Like Leshy understood that the Challenger/Reader didn't want to cause harm #And Grimora soon catched onto what Leshy was thinking #I also wanted to really drive the point of that the subordinates still have their own feelings #Which is why they don't trust the Challenger/Reader the minute the Scrybes say it's okay to trust them #They still feel that through and don't regain that trust until months later #anyway I thought it would be interesting if I made a fic surrounding the discoveries of the Old Data in each Scrybes right #And I think it turned out pretty well! #Have a good rest of your day/night friends!

[runwithwolvcs]

Addicted to You

three - Bad Habit

Smuttish

word count: 2826

As much as she loved animals, Sulli had finally come to terms with the downside of being a veterinarian. Helping injured animals made her happy, she loved seeing the smiles on their owners faces when she gave them good news. But seeing the animals that couldn’t be helped, or the ones that were surrendered to the clinic because the owners didn't realise how hard it was to take care of animals, or worse, because they just didn’t want them anymore, broke her heart.

Sulli wished she could take them all home with her to love and adore them the way they deserved, but that was just a fantasy. 

“Hey babes, you’ve got mail.” She heard Kaycee call out to her as she shut the front door.

Sulli collected the mail for her from the table in the entry way as she walked into the living room. She nearly groaned out loud as she noticed Collin cuddled up to her best friend, and Brady sat stretched out on the adjacent couch.

“We were just about to start a movie, do you want to join us?” Kaycee asked her with a smile.

“Is it Teen Wolf?” She jabbed, causing Collin to glare at her. Guess he hadn’t informed Kaycee of his extracurricular activities.

Kaycee laughed and asked, “No, why is that the first movie that came to mind?”

“Dunno.” She shrugged,  “I’ll be upstairs.”

Sulli picked up her cat, Tommy, from underneath his little heat lamp that was meant for the plants littered throughout the living room. It was his favourite spot to wait for her in. Even with the many cat trees scattered throughout the house, he never looked happier than when he was under the lamp or in Sullis arms.

She brought him up to her room and carefully placed him on the small cat tree in her room.

Sulli sat on her bed sifting through the mail that was hers. Only one letter caught her attention. She carefully opened the envelope and took out the paper. It was a classic white letter sheet, with a handwritten letter. The little drawings caught her eye and she couldn't help but smile. She turned her head to the door as two soft knocks sounded throughout the room. 

“Can I come in?” Brady asked as he poked his head in. He didn't wait for a response and let himself in, a look of concern on his face as his eyes drifted down to the letter in her hands, he grimaced and wrang out his fingers.

She rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to the letter in her hand. She read it quickly and let out a shaky sigh. She quickly wiped the lone tear that had fallen before standing up and placing the letter on the desk in her room. 

“I need to change.” She muttered, trying to keep her tone even. She didn't want to cry in front of him. She didn't want to seem weak, because she wasn’t. She was tired, tired of people pushing her around for no reason. As if she didn't get that enough when she was a teenager.

“Nothing I haven't seen before.” He quipped, sitting on the edge of her bed where she had just been sitting.

She scoffed, “You have a lot of fucking nerve”

“Sulli, I--” He started to defend himself.

“Brady,” She stopped him, bringing her hands up to her face to prevent herself from losing it at him. She still considered him a friend, even if what he was doing was cowardly,  “I’ve had a hard day and I really don’t want to do this right now.”

Brady looked at her with concern, and suggested, “How ‘bout we go for a ride, just you and me?”

“You said that you were told--” She started, only to be cut off.

“I know,” He grabbed her waist and guided her towards where he sat on his bed, “But I can’t stand to see you cry, Sulli.”

“I’m not crying.” She brooded. Though her voice and sniffles told another story.

“I’ll take you to Cows and you can get your usual chocolate chip cookie dough cone, hows that sound?” He offered as she pulled off her top and untied her pants.

“Sounds like coercion.” She said, stepping out of her scrub pants, “Besides, I think I’m in a Sasquatch Trails mood.”

Brady watched her undress, leaning back on his hands, and with a grin he stated,“Whatever you want, babe.”

------

“So, you know our secret.” Brady asked, looking for confirmation. 

The ride between the ice cream shop and his house had been filled with questions avoiding the topic. Though she could tell he was dying to ask. Now, as they sat on the porch of his home, looking out at the stars that she really gets to see in Forks, he must’ve felt more comfortable asking. Or maybe it was because she had ice cream in her system.

“Mhm.” She hummed, and continued to slowly eat her ice cream cone. Brady had opted for a cup as the driver of their ice cream run. They had been going back and forth sharing their own preferred icecreams. Sulli knew that he got cookie dough because she had mentioned it was her favourite early on in their friendship, it was a nice gesture.

She handed him the cone and he showed his self restraint by not wolfing it down. She giggled at the thought as he handed it  back.

“How do you know exactly?” Brady asked, giving her a spoonful of his ice cream. 

“Before I went into foster care, I stayed with Sue Clearwater. She's my aunt.” She explained, licking her lips free of excess ice cream. 

Brady gave her a shocked look, “Sue told you?”

“No, Leah and Paul did.” She corrected with a shake of her head,  “Well, they showed me.”

Brady nodded, before asking, “And you haven't told anyone?”

“Not a single soul,” Sulli confirmed. She knew how important it was, even if she didn’t exactly care about the pack, she knew they couldn't control their genetics. Why make their lives hell just because hers was? She sighed and slumped down in her seat,   “Unlike them, I keep my promises.”

“Paul--” Brady started and Sulli rolled her eyes at the name before cutting him off.

“I don’t care, Brady.” She tutted, “And you shouldn’t let him tell you what to do, it makes you look like a pansy.”

“He's kind of the last person on earth I’d want to piss off.” He mentioned with a laugh, “Though, this probably will.”

“Seems like tomorrow's issue.” She said licking her ice cream cone suggestively.

He watched intently before looking down at his cup and stabbing the remainder of his icecream with his spoon, “Sulli, I want to, I do. But we really can’t.”

“Why? He’ll already be pissed off at you.” She asked, but the look on his face, one of regret and pain made her concede, “Fine.”

“We can still break in that blanket you got me. It really does help.” He suggested.

“Six feet apart?” She mocked.

Brady laughed boyishly, “No, I'll need to keep you warm. I know how cold you get.”

“Deal.” She grinned at the compromise. Pulling out her phone quickly, Sulli texted Kaycee to let her know that she would not be coming home for the night. She knew her best friend would take care of Tommy just as well as she could for the night. She slid her phone back into her pocket before Brady grabbed her hand and let her upstairs to his room. He shared a house with Collin and for two boys in their twenties, it was extremely well kept. Even his room was quite clean, with only a few items of clothes thrown about. 

He grabbed the folded duvet off of his dresser, “You might need this.” Brady dropped it onto the bed and spread it along the edge of the bed, so that she could reach for it if necessary.

They two got into bed together and Sulli immediately knew she would be too cold as she inched closer to him. Brady wrapped his arm around her, the two as close as they could be, before he switched on the little tv on his wall and threw on the Movie Network. She knew it would just be background noise while they talked over it. It always was.

“You’re so warm.” She murmured, sliding her hand underneath his sweatshirt as she laid her head on his chest. The feeling of his skin radiating a comforting heat onto her hand made her crave more. She was glad the cooling blanket worked well enough for him though, she could barely feel it saddled up next to him. She couldn't imagine how hot he was underneath the duvet.

“Sulli,” He whispered softly.

She looked at him with a serious look, her hand stopping its travels on his solid abdomen, “Say no and I’ll stop.”

“And if I don't?” He asked with a cocked eyebrow. They were both losing this ‘no sex’ battle. Though there were more consequences for him than Sulli. 

“I want you, Brady.” She whispered. Sulli almost cringed outwardly at how desperate she sounded. The heat pooling between her legs stopped her from caring, her needs were more important in that moment than her pride.

She gasped as he flipped their position without notice. As she looked up at Brady, the want was clear in his eyes.  “I’m practically a dead man walking at this point,” He stated with a chuckle,  “What's one more nail in the coffin?”

“Are you sure?” She asked. A part of her felt guilty to put him in this position, but the feeling of his hips pressing into her own reassured her that he was just as wanton as she was.

“I regret not keeping you to myself.” He muttered. Brady stroked her hair out of her face and behind her ear, before softly mumbling, “It’ll be like closure.”

“Hey,” She said, bringing her hand up to cup his cheek with a sly smile,  “I get it, sort of. They’re like family to you, but I still want to be friends with you. No matter what Paul says, he can't take you away from me. Not if you don't let him get to you.”

 “I’ll try.” He said earnestly, before grinning as he added, “You’re like the coolest girl I've ever met.”

“I don’t need the flattery, Brady.” She chewed on her lip as she arched her back, pressing their chest together. The throbbing between her legs almost painful, “I just want you to fuck me.”

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“Goodmorning,” she whispered, throwing her leg over his body to straddle him. It was official, Sulli had succumbed to her heat addiction. She never wanted to feel cold again. “You’re alive,” She teased, brushing his dark locks out of his eyes.

He hummed in delight, “I like waking up like this.”

Brady's hand travelled her spine, causing goosebumps to raise across her body. “I can tell.” murmured softly. She could feel how hard she was, and she knew how easy it would be to slip him into her if she wanted to. Just one dip of her hips and the tip would slide right into her heat. She trusted Brady enough to not get tested for STDs but not enough to let him enjoy her raw. Sulli dipped her head down and pressed a kiss to his lips, pulling away slightly to ask, “Do you have work this morning?”

The door to his bedroom flung open, surprising both of them. Brady had been too focused on the slick heat she was pooling near his length as he resisted taking her right then and there, to hear anybody coming up the stairs.

“Brady, you’re--” A man's voice interrupted, the tone of disbelief had her looking over her shoulder to see who was speaking, just as the man muttered, “Oh, he’s going to kill you.”

“Jared!” Brady shouted, but he seemed more concerned about the unnamed man not seeing Sulli naked.  He wrapped her in the duvet as she sat up, still warm from their body temperatures melding together underneath the sheets. Brady grabbed his boxers and slipped them on clumsily before sitting next to her on the  bed. She inched closer to him to seek out more of his heat. 

In all honesty, she was hoping for a third round before her next shift at the clinic.

“God, you are so dramatic.” She groaned, “We were just sleeping.”

“Sulli,” Brady shook his head, with a serious look on his face. As if he was telling her to be quiet. 

She didn't even know who this man was and it felt like he was judging her. Judging them. All because some guy from ten years ago has some weird sense of entitlement over her. 

“No, I’m allowed to sleep with, and fuck, whoever I want.” She shot back at him, narrowing her eyes at the man who had barged in, “Who even are you?”

“Jared.” He said politely, looking toward Sulli who had stood on her knees to grab Brady's sweater from the edge of the bed. Tossed aside from the night before. His eyes widened as he took in her lack of clothes,  “And you’re naked.”

He turned to look away, swearing under his breath. She giggled at his uncomfortableness. 

“He’s Paul's best friend,” Brady said. He had put on a pair of gym shorts, but was still without a shirt. With every honest answer, he just got hotter and hotter. She knew she liked him for a reason.

“Best friend, huh?” She questioned Jared, “So you know all about his sex life?”

“Unfortunately.” He grimaced.

Sulli smirked, asking, “Right, so has he ever fucked any of your friends?”

“No,” He said quickly.

“But he fucked Jacobs sister.” Brady countered. Sulli grinned at the newfound confidence her friend had pulled together before Brady added, “Pretty sure he still is.”

Jareds eyes widened as he looked at Sulli to the younger boy, “Brady!”

Bingo!

That was all the information Sulli needed. How was Paul going to tell Brady to stay away from her when he was fucking his own friends sister?! In her books, that was arguably worse. He didn't even really know Sulli, and she definitely didn’t know him. Only bits of memory from her eleventh birthday and Christmas had been ingrained in her mind, that was it.

“Thanks, Brady, now all you need to do is grow a pair.” She said sweetly, patting him on the shoulder before turning back to Jared with a scowl, “And you can tell Paul hes a fucking hypocrite and that he doesn’t know me like he thinks he does.”

The older boy laughed, “You can tell him yourself at the bonfire.”

“Jared,” Brady shook his head, a silent conversation happening between the two boys.

Jared sighed in annoyance, “You didn’t do it, did you?”

“Do what?” Sulli asked him in confusion.

“He was supposed to ask you to come,” The older boy explained, adding,  “Your friends coming so you might as well tag along,”

Her lips parted at the mention of Kaycee attending, no doubt in her mind that she would be going with Collin. The way Jared had mentioned it so nonchalantly made her blood boil. She didn't care that Kaycee was going, that's another argument, for another day. 

The idea of begging her best friend to ditch the wolf she was currently shacking up with had crossed her mind, but that would just make her a hypocrite considering whose bed she woke up in.

“Fuck you, I’m not going.” Sulli swore at Jared before turning to Brady and pointing an angry finger at him, “And fuck you, thats the only reason you were over yesterday, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, but I wasn’t going to ask you.” He said honestly. She knew he was telling the truth, she could see the desperation to be believed on his face.

“You weren’t?” Jared asked with a cocked eyebrow as he folded his arms over his chest, “You told Paul you would.”

Of course he did. She was almost stunned by the idea, but the fact that Brady didn’t follow through and instead actively tried, and succeeded in making her day better is what stopped her from lunging at him in anger. She was aware of the bounty that would be on his head once it got out that Jared had found them naked in bed together, and now that he had apparently failed to do what was asked of him, she could only imagine how much worse it would be once Paul found out.

“She was crying, bro.” Brady said as shook his head. 

“I’m going home,” Sulli said in disbelief. She no longer wanted to listen to this conversation, glaring at Brady as she told him, “Text me when you’ve cut the cord, Brady.”

#paul lahote fanfic #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote smut #paul lahote x oc #paul lahote #paul lahote pairing #wolfpack twilight #Twilight wolf pack #twilight fanfiction #twilight wolves

[what-do-1000-swords-look-like]

I actually enjoyed the dinner scene after the fight (after immensely enjoying the fight and the end result). I was irritated by John's reaction. It's like you wanted them to be nice to each other, now they're being civil, and NOW you have a problem? But his conversation with Rip I think clarified what his real problem is. He wasn't able to get Summer to see eye to eye with him earlier in the barn, and now here Beth is beginning to sort of "win the heart and mind" that Governor Dutton himself was unable to. Which is immensely helpful to his cause but like he said, he envies Beth. She's free and she can do as she sees fit. Which fits even more with his reactions to her last season and this one so far. He's been trying to break her in a way but can't. Even Rip can't, though he's not trying to, he accepts her and loves her as she is. And he wasn't able to break Summer like is mentioned by her in their barn scene. And since the seating at the table was giving away the whole Beth/Summer and Rip/Kaycee parallels, it makes complete sense.

It really clarifies a lot of things but it also makes me that much more heartbroken for Beth. I'm proud of her, that she was never able to be broken by John or Jamie or anyone else, but at the same time my heart just hurts for her.

#anti john dutton #i'm not really anti but #putting that tag to be safe #john dutton critical #yellowstone 5x05 #beth dutton #yellowstonetv #yellowstoneposts #yellowstone lb #and thank god summer might become more tolerable #i love piper and it would be nice not to continue to hate her character lol #yellowstone 5x05 lb

[hrokkall]

How about Kaycee for the ask game?

KAYCEE I love her let’s go

Favorite thing about them: I love how blatant it is that Kaycee just says “wouldn’t it be cool if—“ before everything she does. In the base game, all of Leshy’s cards (barring the rare cards) are based upon Canadian wildlife you’d realistically find around the BC area… not Kaycee’s additions. She adds a Central American mud turtle, a European lammergeier, and not one, but TWO extinct animals (the wild bull and dire wolf), not to mention the challenges themselves. She’s very clearly just shoving some of her favorite things into the game to say “look! I think you’ll like this too” and it’s so fun to me.

Least favorite thing about them: I love Kaycee. She’s wonderful. But holy shit does some of the lore in KMod fuck everything up. Inscryption was developed in the 90s but KMod seems to imply it was developed in the 2000s where she would’ve met Luke? Not to MENTION the partial retcon of the Scrybes fighting each other for control for years (granted that can be chalked up to an oversight on Kaycee’s part wherein Leshy’s takeover was just the first takeover she noticed, but still).

Favorite line: Kaycee being pissed that Leshy beheaded her self-insert will never not be funny.

brOTP: This is such an “I’m sure everyone is going to answer with this” type of answer, but Kaycee and Leshy’s friendship means so much to me. Inscryption really said “here is a person who has dedicated his entire purpose to the existence of someone doomed to never see his work and here is another person who sees why he was doomed to never be seen by human eyes and she indulges anyway out of love for what he has created and out of love for their shared company” and then just subtly put it in the background of the narrative. Leshy just wanted to play his game and Kaycee wholeheartedly wanted to play with him, listening to his suggestions and using her own skills to add things she thought he’d like (in addition to the challenges that were just for her let’s be real). The game really stresses that Leshy—despite, by design, not really caring for anything outside of the game—saw her not just as the challenger he’d hoped for but, above all else, a friend and that means so much.

Having said that, I do dunk on Kaycee a little bit for not destroying a malevolent supernatural force trapped inside a floppy disk because her best friend was also on it but then again I think that would’ve been even worse if she destroyed it and then died anyway. Inscryption isn’t a game where anyone wins but that definitely would’ve been even more of a loss for everyone involved.

OTP: As per usual in this category I don’t really ship Kaycee with anyone.

nOTP: I’m not a fan of Kaycee and Leshy in a romantic sense. Them being friends just means a lot more to me.

Random headcanon: I mentioned with Luke that proximity to the old_data (filtered via Inscryption) sort of messes with the human body after a while and that’s… much more true for Kaycee than it is for Luke. Normally the old_data is a corrupting force that would want to turn whatever’s closest to it into a suitable host should it have to jump ship, but Leshy’s takeover of the game sort of interrupts that process and instead causes any changes to reflect his version of the game instead. It gets to a point where she actually has to wear her glasses to work otherwise she’s certain her coworkers will notice that her eyes have begun to shine in the dark like those of a wild animal.

(Worth noting there’s Zero canon basis for any of this; normally I try to keep my headcanons pretty grounded in canon but I hate the ARG as a whole and also how it explains it instead of keeping it as something undefinable so I’m doing whatever I want with the concept of the OLD_DATA. It’s the haunted cartridge equivalent of an eldritch horror to me. The Scrybes are all sending out fishing lines and hacking off pieces of it to use for their own means, not because it’s corrupted them but because they feel they have to. It is still alive. Hope this helps.)

Unpopular opinion: This isn’t an unpopular opinion in the slightest, I’m just pretty sure I’m the only person who gives Kaycee glasses. Probably because she pretty visibly doesn’t have them in her portrait, but she just seems like she’d be someone who needs glasses and Never Wears Them—she’s nearsighted and she’s a programmer, she doesn’t need to see far away (read: yes she does).

Song I associate with them: I have a lot of Kaycee songs (I have playlists for a lot of these characters admittedly but I’m just bad at picking songs to share from them) but my go-tos are Flight of the Crows by Jhariah (just general energy idk), The Most Peculiar Day of Your Life by The Hoosiers (works for any of the protagonists but I feel it aligns especially well with some of Kaycee’s entries), and Frozen Pines by Lord Huron. As a bonus, I associate Betrayed by Bones by Hellogoodbye with her, but I don’t really have an explanation for that one.

Favorite picture of them: There’s technically only one picture of Kaycee in-game (and I don’t even know if it’s canonically confirmed to be Kaycee… then again, who else could it possibly be). But I’m counting her Deathcard in this too. The head it uses is also called “the wildling” which is so fun

#Re: Inbox #Re: Anon #Ask meme #My favorite cringe failgirl

[ashlee-bonfamille-lyons]

ASHLEE"S LAST SUMMER IN SWYNLAKE (SUMMER MEMORIES TASK)

Family:

When I first got Ashlee, I never thought her story would be so focused on finding family and what that meant for her. Of course she always was a found family type of girl with the Ashleys, but to move on and find out that it wasn't healthy and make those steps to find the family that was meant for her is an aspect I'll always be so proud of for Ashlee. So this page is all about the family she had made, the way Simba smiles at her, the way Berlioz does. The fact their home is filled with such love that this page just radiates happiness. The pups and Juni because they are equally family and honestly who even knew Ashlee would get a pet if it wasn't for living with all the dogs in the Simber house. And of course smack dab in the middle, a picture that Ashlee would be so embarrassed by, but I like to think Simba took it and while she will pretend to be embarrassed, she remembers the love and it creates such a special moment for her that it ended up in a scrapbook.

Michael:

Ughhhh, I did not expect this one to hurt as much as it did. Michael was the perfect relationship for her. Someone so gentle and so kind. Someone with such big ambitions like herself and gosh darn it, she really did deserve this happiness before she left and that makes me so happy. Even if the ending was sad she would do it all over again because the heartbreak was worth it.

I like to think this summer they used their time wisely even before everything started to fall apart. They made moments happen although fleeting and took a number of pictures Ashlee could post on her Instagram and a lot of pictures Ashlee could just keep to herself. I love to think there's a note written from Michael that she has taped in there as well, Plus dried flowers that he had given her. This page might bring her a little heartbreak but she would have wanted to give him the proper space he deserved.

Nemo:

I originally put him with the friends but honestly, Tiny Dancers has been the biggest relationship Ashlee's had while in the group. From her first day (minus a week?) to her last, Nemo has been such a good influence in her life and it was probably one of, if not my favourite friendship to date. They went through so much and yet never for a second did I doubt they would come out of it stronger. There has always been something about Ashlee and Nemo where they were so intertwined I couldn't imagine the story I would have told without him right there.

The pictures I used were of course some of Kaycee and Sean but it's also about being passionate and just plain goofy. Nemo is one of her safe places and he's definitely seen so many embarrassing and silly moments of hers, the same way she has seen him be silly and loved it about him.

Friends:

A couple of these are just just pictures of Ashlee's fc with her friends, but it felt important to me to show just how far she had come, from becoming friends with Ian, despite their past, or finally willing to be vulnerable with Eilonwy and to trust her, the relationships Ashlee has created in the past couple years have such a special part of my heart. Because of her past so many people had to trust her and Ashlee had to return that feeling despite how vulnerable that made her. I'm just so glad she was able to create those moments and connections

I like to think EIlonwy celebrated both Ashlee's wins of a new job and her wins of the showcase and one of these could be it. Or maybe its after the showcase and Ashlee has gotten Eilonwy flowers. Ian's is all about animals and maybe just making time for each other in anyway including stopping at his work and being introduced to the animals that are there. She definitely would have taken a pic in the moment and when he wasn't paying attention. I also include Jenny in a way to show her growth because Jenny should have caused her anxiety, Ashlee should have disliked her as a girl coming into her space that would take Simba and Berlioz's love, instead Ashlee liked her, they hung out and well that was a huge step for her.

Summer Showcase:

The Showcase is the one I had to end on, I've done endings for characters before but there's something about this showcase, leading up to it, getting it ready from just an idea that makes it so special. Including all the people that volunteered for it. While it hasn't happened in canon and I could wait to post this one but I can't hold onto this task that long and so this is me predicting the moments in it. You have Ashlee and Nemo with mics because they are leading the event and presenting people. You have the art auction and the flowers Ashlee is giving everyone. You have a moment on stage that someone snapped and Ashlee needed a picture of it.

Over all this task is about Ashlee making her last summer be the best one it can be before she leaves and taking the most pictures because she wants to remember everything.

#swyntask #//write 200 words #//wellllll

[27emailsicantsend]

So what do you think Gina’s Halloween costume is? Ricky seems to be a lifeguard but I can’t really tell for Gina.. Also how are you feeling about this being the last season? I’m devastated but also I’m glad they knew and could do the characters justice and it wasn’t like a sudden cancellation where we don’t get a conclusion. And Rina seems happier than ever, my babies! Would love to hear any and all of your thoughts after the teaser (and sorry about a word vomit ask, I’m obviously feeling a lot of things!)

Omg please don’t apologize I love this question!! (And if you’ve seen my other ask responses I talk a LOT so don’t worry hahaha).

So I’ve already made a couple of posts regarding my theories around Kourtney and Rina. But I definitely have lots of other thoughts around the trailer I’d be happy to share!

-credit to @blues-valentine for coming up with a theory about how Mack and Dani are basically going to be the Rocketman and Tiara of the show. (Go to my Kourtney hyperlink and there is a hyperlink of their post within that for more info)

-I think we are going to get Zac Vanessa and Ashley as guest stars but probably only for the first or last episode. It will probably be some short little cameo of them either watching HSM4 from home or denying the offer to return to the movie or maybe they show up to the scene where we see Corbin Monique and Kaycee dancing.

-in this scene, I talked about Ricky’s reaction in the hyperlinks above, but some of the reactions are interesting. I think Kourt and Carlos are excited for the fame, but Emmy seems upset and Miss Jenn kind of does too. I wonder if Miss Jenn feels either stepped on because she just planned this massive HSM3 show or if she is shocked/excited because she gets another chance to be in the movies?

-I found this scene really interesting? I wonder if Ashlyn has a solo here. This dance move is typically done in more stylized, story telling dancing. Maybe this song is about her coming to terms with her sexuality?

-some people on Twitter pointed out that jet and Maddox are carrying luggage and Maddox has a badge? I wonder if Maddox got an offer to help work on the film and that’s why they show up to attend East high? (After her work on frozen). Maybe they were so excited they came right from the airport to see their friends?

-Adrian also said they have sibling bants that are funny. I think we’re going to see the ramifications of them making up and being more of an unstoppable sibling duo (it’s giving Sharpay and Ryan). They’ll just be happy and play off of each other and I. Can’t. Wait. 🥹 (it would be really cute to see them tease each other about Ashlyn and Kourtney)

-This scene looks like Gina is doing press? This is why in my speculation from the rina hyperlink above I also think Gina is going to be under the spotlight about her “cheating” on Ej. I think more people were invested in rina’s relationship than rina realized, so now Gina is VERY famous and VERY well known, having to do press frequently because of rumors and popularity from the show. (I think she will also get bigger because she is cast as the lead in HSM4, causing jealous Kourtney and that’s where their beef comes in… more in the Kourtney hyperlink above)

-this is an episode one flashback. Because Kourtney’s plot was so central to Nini’s back then, I have a feeling it probably has something to do with them. Maybe she finds out about EJ cheating to get Nini in the show (it looks like Ashlyn as the other character so she could be talking about EJ… especially since that was mostly Ashlyn’s arc s1 too) OR maybe Kourt finds something out about Ricky. Kourt was understandably mad at Ricky for hurting Nini, but she seemed to have a pretty big grudge for him s1. Maybe there is more we don’t know?

-Carlos going from making Gina his co-choreographer to watching her dance and giving “no notes” (a parallel to Gina’s s2 line) is just cute and shows so much growth for their friendship 🥹

(This isn’t in the trailer but I would LOVE to see Carlos pay Ricky back for helping him write a song for Seb, by helping Ricky write a song for Gina… especially where Carlos is close with both of them ❤️)

-I wrote a post about this as well, but in short, I think Ricky is going to go to EJ when he feels so sad about letting go of high school. He wants advice from someone who left, but EJ is falling apart too when he goes for advice. EJ makes it worse at first because Ricky is like “is this what I’m going to turn into??” But EJ will say something that gets Ricky thinking about what he REALLY wants. What his heart tells him. I think this turns into a scream duet between EJ and Ricky (also the Halloween episode… everyone is dressed up in JWBWY attire but as monsters to signify the stress of the play, leaving high school, etc as “scary” or “frightening” to ricky… makes him want to scream!… of course all of this is in his head like it was in troy’s). It’s raining at EJ’s apartment (or mom and dad’s basement idk) so once the song is over ricky drives immediately over to Gina’s house and kissed her in the rain, reassuring her that if he doesn’t know of anything else, he knows he wants her. Maybe they disagree about this earlier in the episode?

-as far as Surfer Ricky™️, I’m confused if this scene is an IRL blooper or one in the show? Like maybe they told ricky they were filming but he was nervous being on camera so he messed up?

-I think it would be interesting if part of the plot was ricky and Gina not being able to clearly get across what couples costume they were going to do. Maybe they both say something and confuse what the other means, showing up in different costumes? If my theory is right, this would be the same episode as scream above^, so maybe rina are on different pages all episode making Gina feel like ricky is unsure of them (bc he’s unsure of after high school), so that’s why the rain kiss happens?

-I still am holding out hope they have a scene where they go back to the party in a matching costume later lol but honestly these last two theories feel like a reach

-lastly I am just mad and sad and confused it’s the end. Tim was so sure and made us believe we were getting more seasons. We have Bart’s cryptic messages. And to release it all in one go? It feels like we’re getting kicked to the side. The only thing I could think of is maybe the episodes are so tightly streamlined they almost act like a movie, where it doesn’t make sense to break them up? I’m confused by it all.

I would love to hear everyone else’s theories as well! My asks are open! Don’t be shy! <3 🥰

#hsmtmts #high school musical the musical the series #rina #ricky bowen #gina porter #ricky x gina #send me asks #asks #anon #s4 #trailer #theories #high school musical #hsm

[trans-p03g]

is ghoul luke actually luke or is it a case similar to kaycee where the ghoul is more of a caricature of them than the actual person.

an echo of who they were but never quite them...

also you mentioned some angst in the works 👀 sharing is caring (if you dont mind ofc)

He's actually Luke. Grimora accidentally inscrybed him when she was writing shit down bc she didn't know he was dead.

As for angst, it's a WIP but; it's a hanahaki disease AU. Clovers grow around and through Luke's bones, bringing him pain and making it harder to move. Mags and Leshy are the first ones to figure it out, Mags noticed Luke feeling unwell and went to Leshy for help since he's the plant expert (character development?). The two eventually tell Grimora and P03 what they found out and confront Luke with it (it's very, very awkward)

Luke also shoves these feelings so deep inside that he somehow breaks through to the other side of the spectrum and lands on hate. He blames the scrybes for everything, says he hates them (even though they all know it's a lie) and scoffs at them "Why would I ever love people that caused me so much suffering?" On two separate occasions, he snapped at P03 and Grimora. He ended up having a huge fight with P03 and said that he should have left them in the forest and that he wishes P03 had died as a stoat. He tells Grimora a similar thing, that he wished that he left them in the ground to rot and that she shouldn't have inscribed him and just let him stay dead, and that he hates her for it.

In reality, he doesn't truly blame the scrybes. He knows they aren't responsible. Yet, his feelings are a mess and this situation feels much easier to handle when he has somebody to blame.

At one point, Luke tries to take things into his own hands and the idiot poisons himself with pesticides. He's found by Grimora, brought to Magnificus' tower since the wizard knows most about this disease, and they reached out to Leshy because. Pesticides. P03 is also there, though he insists he's not actually worried about Luke (you know, like a lair). The four raise him back to health. Luke wakes up two to three days later as he was in a state of delirium and in and out of consciousness. He starts feeling better after they treat him, yet the plants in his chest get much worse. At one point one of them tries to comfort Luke who gets fussy then pushes them away, yelling at them that they're making him worse.

#asks #ghoul dude au

[istilldonotwanttobeknown]

I realised I can't even stan my favourite artists anymore. Music and dance are supposed to make one feel connected. But the lack of people who have the same interest as me just couldn't make me any happier. Cause

1) who tf stans t8 mcrae other than me in my friend group. She's an awesome dance and a gifted singer I could relate to all the time. Although I'm over my heartbroken era, it somehow feels downcasted to Stan her alone.

2) who tf stans Sean Lew other than me. He's a gifted dancer and singer but only I could appreciate him in my friend group, same with kaycee and their gang, they actually inspired me to find back my passion for dance. They play this important role since my early teenage years. I will forever be grateful to them.

3) who tf still stans BigBang so happily other than me. This is widely discussed because of their scandals and age. This has got to be the saddest although I can't blame the fans. But I used to have alot of close people stanning them with me but years have gone by and they all grew up and moved past this phrase then grew apart. Can't blame me if I'm loyal.

4) who tf knows 1tym only me. They swag.

5) who tf love to dance except me. I don't have a strong community in dance and because of that I lost the courage. my career is coming to an end without me achieving alot.

Yea, the lack of strong communities to bond with really drive people away to become worse. To the point where I'm not even interested to communicate with my church friends as well. Or talk to anyone. Intern is the only thing that I held on to because it's my coping mechanism.

#bigbang #seanlew #tatemcrae #1tym #dance

[longelk]

what is the podcast youve been listening to? :0

its called Mabel! little audio drama about haunted houses and the wilderness and lesbianisms between deeply troubled women, among other things i simply dont want to spoil. if you like those types of podcasts i very much suggest giving it a try, i was looking for one to fill the TMA-shaped hole in my heart and i like it a lot so far. its bizarre and i love women

the kaycee-like character i was talking about doesnt appear until many episodes in, not only that but if you just skip to that part she is going spoil major elements of the story right off the bat. but if you really dont care shes on ep 33 about a minute in. she only appears a few minutes in that ep and then sporadically in further episodes-- i actually havent gotten far enough in the podcast to see what happens to her but shes such a little cringelet its endearing

#i might just be insane to compare janet and kaycee but all i know is i immediately thought of her after hearing that ep lmao #unrelated but this podcast has made me cry the hardest ive ever cried in the past 5 years tops #the ep where a girl was just reading her love letter out loud split my skull in half #ask #sorry. give it a listen though. i have no idea how well-known it is cause im not checking the tags til ive caught up #i heard it from one guy offhandedly and gave it a shot :)

[jerzwriter]

A Different Fate

Book: Open Heart (Post Series)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Kaycee)

Rating: Teen

Words: 1,551

Summary: Kaycee watches a young couple in a cafe and reminisces about a time gone by.

A/N: Sorry, but it was based on a request from @trappedinfanfiction, so can we blame her a little too? lol The prompt was "see your face in every crowd." Also participating in @choicesflashfics prompt "Sometimes forever doesn’t necessarily mean forever." Lastly, @aprilchallenge - Sunset

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“You’re certain? Absolutely certain?”

The joy in the young woman’s eyes, the delicate blush on her cheeks, the breathlessness in her voice when she replied… any fool could see she was madly in love… and Kaycee was no fool.

“I’ve never been more certain of anything. Abby, if you can forgive me, I’m yours. I’ll shout it from the rooftops if you like… I want the world to know just how much I love you.”

She didn’t want to eavesdrop on the couple; it wasn’t her intent. But the space was snug at the sidewalk café, and it was impossible not to overhear. The least she could do was pretend she wasn’t paying attention. So she hid behind a copy of The New York Times, which she was grateful she purchased earlier today. Still, she couldn’t help but be intrigued.

“Do you mean it, Evan? Because I love you and….”

“I know I’ve been indecisive, I’ve put you through hell, and you deserve better… but Abby, I’m not afraid anymore. Do I need to stand and scream it to the entire café?”

“No,” Abby giggled. “I don’t think….”

“Ladies and gentlemen,” the dark-haired man shouted as he rose to his feet.  “May I have your attention, please…”

“Evan!”

“The beautiful woman sitting across from me, my precious Abby… she is the love of my life, and I want everyone to know. I nearly blew it with her … worried about my disapproving family, who threatened to disown me, and worried about her father, who told me to leave her alone so she could focus on her career… as if she isn’t brilliant enough to do both at the same time. I forced our love into the shadows like it was an unseemly secret when it was the most beautiful and pure thing we’ve ever known.  I caused her to walk away. But I’m done with that now. I, Evan Porter, love you, Abby Velez, and if you give me a second chance, I’ll declare my love for you everywhere I go for as long as you’ll have me. So, please, Abby, what do you say?”

Kaycee no longer had to hide, Evan wanted the attention of every patron, and he had it.   Everyone was rapt with anticipation as they waited for the startled beauty to reply, and they broke into applause as she jumped from her seat and answered him with a lingering kiss.   The setting sun’s amber glow washed everything in an ethereal light… a rom-com come to life in the middle of New York City… who could have imagined?

“Ma’am,” a waiter interrupted, bringing Kaycee back to the confines of her own life. “Will there be anything else?”

“No,” she answered with a smile. “Just the check and… waiter… can you bring me theirs as well. I’d like to pay it anonymously.”

“Of course,” the waiter nodded. 

Two quick signatures and the payments were made. Kaycee handed the server a note and asked him to deliver it to the couple in place of their check.

Hold on to what you have… with all your might. Love should always be forever.

She walked away far faster than she realized. Escaping the café was easy, far simpler than escaping her thoughts.  Several blocks away, she collapsed onto a park bench, the memories of an evening years ago flooding her mind. She’d never understand it.  Eight years passed in a flash, and her world today bore almost no resemblance to the one she lived in before, yet the memories were always right there.  She could touch them anytime as if they were only moments away.

~~~~

“This place is beautiful,” she smiled as he pulled her chair back.  

“Only the best for you tonight. You deserve something special.”

“Do I?” She teased. “And what would that be for?”  

“I don’t know,” he smiled brightly. “Completing a grueling residency? Becoming the youngest Diagnostic Team fellow in Edenbrook’s history? Putting up with a complete asshole of a boss for the past three years?”

“That last one!” She interrupted. “That’s why I deserve this.”

“Oh really? Just remind yourself that the same jackass is picking up the tab tonight…. So be kind.”

“I’ve always been kind to him,” she cooed, reaching over the table to take his hand. 

She felt him pull it away ever so delicately before stopping and allowing it to linger in hers.   He thought the move was smooth enough that Kaycee wouldn’t notice, but as he watched her smile falter, he knew he hid nothing at all. 

Outside of that slip, everything about the dinner was perfect, the food, wine, and service… the way he hung on her every word and laughed effortlessly at each joke. The longing looks they shared and the way he reached over to caress her knee. It was perfection, and Kaycee almost allowed herself to believe.

“I had a lovely time tonight,” she said as they approached her door. “You really didn’t need to go so overboard.”

“But I did. It was a celebration, one you richly deserved.”

“It was, wasn’t it… but….”

“But?”

“…it was more than a celebration; I’m just unclear. Was tonight so special because it marked a beginning or an end?”

The frightened look on his face and his bobbing Adam’s apple told Kaycee all she needed to know. Still, he continued.

“Kaycee… you haven’t even made a decision about your next step yet… you should do that….”

“I have,” she interrupted, “I have. All I need to know is, have you made a decision about your future? Yours and mine.”

He took a step closer, lacing his fingers with hers as he gently stroked her cheek. He longed to see her blue eyes sparkle in the moonlight, but she had turned them away.

“Kaycee, you know how I feel about you, and you know how much you mean to me. But….”

“No more buts,” she blurted. “It’s been one but after another for three years, and I can't hear anymore. My residency is over, Ethan. You don’t have to be my boss; we can be whatever we want to be. I love you. No buts, no disclaimers… I just love you… do you love me, too?”

“You know I do. You know that I do….”

“But…” she smiled wistfully as tears glistened in her eyes. “I can’t do this again. I’ve made my choice, and you’ll have my resignation on your desk tomorrow. I have to go where I’m wanted… where I’m needed, and that’s not here.”

“Kayce, you know that….”

“Nah-uh-uh…” she held up her hand. “No more.”

She lifted her hand and rubbed it along the stubble of his jaw, smiling at the pricking feeling she knew so well, committing it to memory as she knew this would be the last time.

“I’ll always cherish tonight… I’ll cherish all of our memories over the past three years, Ethan. I just wish I hadn’t allowed myself to believe that  -  this  - might be forever.”

“Forever can take on many meanings,” he frowned. “Sometimes forever doesn’t necessarily mean forever… not in this way, but that doesn’t mean we won’t….”

“I know…” she whispered.  “I know.  I… I should go inside.  Good… goodbye, Ethan.”

~~~

Eight years later, she still didn’t know how she willed herself to turn away… but she had, and he didn’t stop her.  Eight years later, she understood what forever meant; sometimes, it meant living with the love, if not the person.  Of enduring everlasting pain for the gift of a brief, blissful moment. Overcome with emotion, she pulled out her phone and pulled up the number she had sworn she’d delete at least a hundred times before.  

Ethan, it’s Kaycee. I’m thinking of you tonight… and often wonder if you still think of me. I just saw a young couple at dinner, and they had the ending I longed for. Although they were strangers, I felt such joy for them, even as my own heart broke all over again. I saw so much of us in them, Ethan… but that shouldn’t come as a shock… everything reminds me of you… eight years later, I still see your face in every crowd. Around every turn, you’re always there. So tell me, Ethan, do you still think of me?  Do the three years we spent together haunt you, and are you afraid they will until the end of time? If so, can we end this? Once and for all, there is no need to…. there’s no need….”

Her hand was shaking as she bit down on her quivering lip.  She couldn’t read what she had just written through her tear-filled eyes.  Eight years had passed without so much as a word…. Having the love of your life tell you you’re not going to make it is a pain no one should have to endure, and Kaycee had survived it once, but she wasn’t sure she could do it again. 

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, deleting the message before walking away.  She had a brilliant career and good friends, a beautiful home, and a life many would envy.  Nothing was missing, not even love, for she had that too. See, forever is forever… even when forced to live it alone.

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[inavagrant-a]

EULA WANTERS I BELIEVE IN YOU.

#ooc tag #mobile tag #i can’t do it #aS MUCH AS I WANT TO TANGO #I’m saving for one (1) Ayaka for the culture #and cause I love Kaycee #and c6 Scaramouche so i can not

[runwithwolvcs]

Addicted to You

Love of my Life

Word Count: 2183

No Warnings

“Tommy!” Sulli called out again as she made her way around the main floor for the fourth time.

She had checked every nook and cranny of her house and could not find the little bugger. The panic started to set in as she called Brady. She hadn’t spoken to him or Collin in over a month after the setup he had caused. The only reason she was calling him was because she knew he could either sniff him out or hear his little meows better than she could. 

As soon as he answered, she got straight to the point, “Tommys missing and I need you to help find him.”

Brady missed a beat before mumbling, “I can’t right now, Sulli.”

Her jaw dropped at what she was hearing, “Seriously, Brady?!”

He knew how important Tommy was to her. He was practically her child at this point, she cared about Tommy more than she cared about herself. Sulli had even opened about the reason as to why she adopted him to Brady during one of the many pillowtalk sessions they had, had together and now, it seemed like he was more content in betraying her trust and faith in him than anything else.

“I’m sorry.” He said quickly, adding, “Call Paul, he’s available.”

“Fucker.” She muttered as he hung up on her. Her phone dinged almost immediately after with a text from Brady and what she assumed to be Paul's phone number. Sulli put her pride aside for the sake of Tommy and typed his number in before putting her phone to her ear.

“Hello?” He answered on the second ring and she sighed in relief.

“I got your number from Brady, he said he’s busy but I really need help.” Sulli said frantically, not caring about formalities in the slightest. Not when her baby was missing.

“Sulli?” Paul asked, worried in his voice, “What's wrong?”

“Yeah,” She confirmed, not bothering to correct him on his use of her nickname before she rambled nervously, “I can’t find Tommy. He usually lays with the plants because of the heat lamp, but he’s not there and he's not anywhere!”

“Tommy?” He asked in confusion.

“My cat!” She exclaimed shakily. First Brady brushed her off, and now Paul wasn’t taking her seriously.

“I’m sure he’s fine and just hiding.” Paul tried to reason with her.

“Fuck you!” She shouted into her phone, her fear for Tommy causing her to become unreasonably angry, “You don’t know Tommy like I do, he has a routine. Somethings wrong and if you’re not going to help me that's fine, just give me the number of someone else who can sniff him out.”

Paul's silence on his end was unnerving. Sulli could hear inaudible speaking before a door was being shut and Paul finally spoke again, “Where do you live?”

She rattled off her address without a second thought. In all honesty, she thought Brady would’ve divulged that information to him already. Maybe he has and Paul is playing coy, but in that moment, the only thing that mattered was finding Tommy and that meant Paul stepping foot into her and Kaycees home. Something she told her best friend would never, ever happen.

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“Hey, is he still missing?” Paul asked as he walked up her porch to where she was waiting. Her eyes red from crying as she looked at him, the concern was evident on his face.

She nodded, tearfully saying, “I’ve checked everywhere.”

“You know, cats are very resourceful, I’m sure if you wait--” He tried to gently reason with her again.

“Don’t be a fucking jerk!” She pushed his chest, though he didn’t budge, “Tommys not like other cats, he’s only got one eye so his perceptions are off.”

“A one eyed cat, that's what I’m looking for?” He asked with a slight smirk, and she didn’t like his tone of voice. Which he quickly realised as tears filled her eyes again.

“He's a rescue, okay? He’s already been abandoned once, I’m not doing it to him again and if you don’t want to help then you can leave.” She said with a wavering voice. She knows exactly what it feels like to be abandoned, the only difference was she could deal with herself. She did deal with herself. Tommy was a little defenceless cat who depended on her.

Paul sighed, “Where was he the last time you saw him?”

Sulli grabbed his hand and led him inside to the living room, she waited impatiently as he looked around at all the art and mix of plants scattered around. “He was under the heat lamp, I think he came from somewhere warm. He doesn’t do well with the rain.” She explained, “He usually lays there until I get home from work, but he was gone today and I have to go to class soon so can you please just find him.”

“Okay, it's okay.” He said soothingly, placing his warm hand on her shoulder and giving it a light squeeze,  “Any windows open?”

“No.” Sulli shook her head.

Paul nodded and asked, “And the doors?”

“We didn’t leave anything open.” She said defensively. She was well aware of how to keep a cat indoors. Especially Tommy who loved to run for any open door when she first got him. You would have thought she was holding him hostage for how fast he was to bolt.

“So he’s still in the house.” He concluded with a cocked eyebrow.

Sulli narrowed her eyes at the gesture, “I checked everywhere, he’s not.”

“You think someone came and kidnapped him?” Paul asked amused.

Tears threatened to spill from her eyes again at the wild possibility she hadn’t even thought of, “You’re not helping.”

“Sulli,” He pulled her into him for a hug. She didn’t fight him on it, she also seemed to find comfort in the heat like her furry son, “I'm going to find him, okay?”

She nodded, “He's only two, and he's really small so just--”

“I’ve got it,” He reassured and stroked the back of her hair before stepping away from her, “Why don’t you go get ready for class, okay?”

“Okay.” She said hesitantly before ultimately leaving him to look for Tommy.

Sulli quickly made her way upstairs to her room, keeping an eye out for Tommy just in case. She beelined it for her bathroom and grimaced at her appearance, the mascara she had put on in the morning had started to run and her eyes were glassy from crying. Redoing her makeup and changing out of her scrubs from her shift that morning before making her way downstairs. She checked the living room where she had left Paul and couldn’t find him before making her way into the kitchen, figuring some caffeine would help her depleted energy.

Putting on a fresh pot before updating Kaycee on the situation, as she had been the first person she had called as soon as she realized he wasn't under the heat lamp.

“Found him.” Paul said softly from behind her, as if he would spook her.

Sulli turned fast enough to give her whiplash and looked down at Paul's arms which were cradled as he held her black cat, who had nestled himself into Paul comfortably. Her eyes lit up at the sight of her unharmed fur baby as she quickly crossed the kitchen to take him from Paul.

“Tommy!” She exclaimed happily, taking him into her arms. Sulli hugged Paul tightly with one arm, while holding Tommy in her other,  “Thank you! Where was he?”

“Your dryer vents open, I don’t know if he knocked it and got in..” Paul trailed off.

“I did. The stupid thing isn’t  working, I was trying to fix it.” She grumbled, pulling away from him to coddle Tommy lovingly. He was her favourite thing in the entire world and would have been devastated beyond belief if something had happened to him because of her own stupid mistake.

“I can fix it for you,” Paul offered, reaching out to scruff Tommys head, who purred in response and extended his neck to follow his hand as Paul pulled it away.

“Really?” She asked, shocked at the gesture.

Paul shrugged, “Yeah, it’ll only take a few minutes.”

“Thank you.” Sulli said softly before shyly asking, “Can you show me?”

She liked to be independent when it came to things like this and often used the internet as her source of information. She didn't exactly have anyone to teach her, and if Paul was going to do it anyways, she might as well learn.

Sulli followed him to the laundry room after putting Tommy back under his lamp. She watched from the doorway as Paul knelt by the dryer vent and mentioned as he helped up the hose that she had yanked off, “I don’t know how you managed to get it off completely…”

“I watched a youtube video.” She said honestly. It wasn't in english but it seemed simple enough.

Paul chuckled and looked back at her over his shoulder, “Maybe next time call someone,”

“Why? Cause I’m a woman?” She asked defensively, crossing her arms over her chest.

“No,” He said with annoyance, “Because I don't want you to get hurt.”

“Fine. I’ll call you.” She sarcastically said she was curious as to what his actual day job was.   She knew he worked some type of shift work, allegedly, and he was confident in fixing her dryer, “Are you like a handyman or something?”

“No,” He shook his head as he focused back on the task at hand. “I’m not that exciting.”

“A gigolo?” She teased him for his air of mystery around his job,  “Like Magic Mike?”

“Are you even old enough to know what that is?” He jabbed jokingly.

“I’m twenty-two, not twelve.” Sulli muttered, not impressed by the age joke, “Besides, it's a movie, not porn.”

“Twenty twos old enough to know about porn too.” Paul pointed out. 

She smirked and noted, “I’m well aware.” 

“Yeah?” He hummed questioningly, more so focused on the vents seam as he secured it back on.

Sulli nodded, even though he couldn’t see her, “Mhm. Gotta now that Brady is no longer in the picture.”

“You’ll have no problem finding another guy to get your hands on, Sulli.” Paul brooded.

“That's not my problem.” Sulli mumbled. Sure, she could find a guy with no issue, she never had any. What she wouldn’t be able to find is a guy who radiated 103 degree heat off of his skin. Brady was a lost cause, and her recurring dreams about Paul weren’t enough to satiate her craving. If it didn’t go away soon, she’d have to find a bigger heat lamp to share with Tommy.

“All fixed.” He announced, standing up and wiping his hands on his pants. He looked down at her with a slight smirk before asking,  “Any other problems you want me to solve?”

Sulli could feel the heat radiating off of his body at his close proximity and her breath hitched in the back of her throat. He could fix so many of her physical problems that Brady had left in her. The tension between them hung thick in the air as flashes of him fucking her on top of the dryer flood her in mind and salivated her mouth in want.

Pull yourself together, Sulli, she thought to herself. She promised Kaycee and her that she would not fall for his entitlement.  No matter how hot he was. He wasn’t the same Paul she remembered from when she was eleven. Not that she would necessarily fuck that version of him either, they way he was now was more her speed but his weird manifesto directed towards her was off putting. 

She belonged to no one but herself.

Sulli cleared her throat and asked, “Do you want some coffee?”

His face shifted from cocky to conflicted at her offer before shaking his head, “I’d love to, but I’ve got to get back to work.”

“Wolf stuff?” She asked curiously. Sulli would be lying if she didn’t want to know more. There had to be a reason why he was able to do what he could, why there was a whole pack of men living what everyone thought to be a young adult tv trope fantasy in reality.

He shook his head again with a chuckle, “My real job.”

“Oh, Brady said you were available…I didn't know..” She trailed off. She wouldn't have called him if she had known he was at work. 

“It’s okay. It was an emergency.” He reassured her, his tongue darting out to wet his lower lip as he watched her fidget with her hair and flick it over her shoulder. 

“Well the offer won��t expire.” She told him with a small smile, politely telling him “You’ve got my number.”

She wanted him to use it. Whether to educate her on his deepest secret or for a simple booty call, Sulli did not know. At this point, she was so desperate to feel that heat again she wouldn’t deny either option.

#paul lahote smut #paul lahote #paul lahote fanfic #wolfpack twilight #Twilight wolf pack #pack #twilight #twilight wolves #twilight fanfiction

[what-do-1000-swords-look-like]

Finally caught up with the first three episodes of Yellowstone.

I get the feeling that despite all of the betrayals and bs and murder attempts the Duttons have dealt with before, this will be the season where I think the chickens will come home to roost. This will be the season that pushes them to their breaking point.

First we have Beth almost becoming Old Beth again, after John's smacking her down at the end of last season, she's now happily married, she has full control of Jamie, John is now in a position of power where she feels he needs to be in order to keep the ranch safe, she's able to get the ME CEO fired, she's on top of the world, she even goes so far as to advise John to fall in love again (and getting along with Lynelle), and then boom.

We have Kaycee and Monica about to have another baby and then we saw what happened there. Not only is Monica struggling with grief but Kaycee resigns as Livestock Commissioner.

John has become Governor but he hates it and he's already making decisions that are most likely going to come back to bite him.

Rip is seeing what's going on and for him to say to Beth point blank that John is going to lose the ranch, you know it's more serious than it's ever been before.

Not to mention the overall vibe of old vs new, history vs progress, etc. And the theme seems to be that the decisions the Duttons make may bring about the end/the pain they're going to suffer: John choosing to cancel the lease; Jamie choosing to have dinner with the lady from ME; Beth choosing to hit that lady over the head with a bottle which leads to her arrest; Kaycee choosing to resign as Livestock Commissioner.

Plus we have John's grandson who was named after him who didn't survive more than an hour, right after John talks about not having any more time left. John's horse making a misstep due to someone else and then needing to be put down.

And we have Angela doing her best to oust Thomas.

This is going to be one tough season for the Duttons and for us to watch. I think that's why we've had some slower pacing than usual in the beginning of this season; it's laying the groundwork and getting ready for it all to pop off.

We even got another Tate and Carter parallel. Both broke their arms due to accidents involved with something they didn't see coming that was caused by an animal, resulting in a death(s). And this is after the rattlesnake parallel they had last season (and we have Beth saying she's the rattlesnake this season). It could be that Tate and Carter are stand-ins for Kaycee and Jamie or there's something there about the sons that aren't biological in this particular family's story. Not sure yet, but there's definitely something there.

It's all leading to somewhere and I'm not going to lie, it has me nervous for Rip, Beth, Kaycee, and John.

Sunday feels so far away right now.

#yellowstonetv #yellowstoneposts