#i dont even know what hair or wig is anymore

[unanchored-ship]

when I said I was normal about him I meant it

#berry berry berry my beloved #mnnngfshfhgsgfdslg i just wanna pinch his cheeks #fight me over him #sorry im having a stroke over this lad #i dont even know what hair or wig is anymore #hes just... floof #duke of shrewsbury

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

Meat and Greet 3: I'd fuck you

Warnings: murder, smut, oral sex (m and f receiving)

Part 2 Part 4

An: yes more smut lol, smut below the cut! Also Spencer in wig and makeup!! 🤭

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I awoke, not feeling the warmth of Spencers body I sat up slowly. I noticed I still didn't have the hand cuffs on. I sat there in bed for a minute letting my eyes adjust to the darkness of the room, and secretly hopeing Spencer would come back to bed. I stayed sitting on the bed for a moment or two after my eyes adjust to the darkness then I decided to get out of bed and decided to explore abit.

I exited the room and looked around I could see the bathroom ware Spencer and I had showered, besides the bathroom and the bedroom I had slept there were a few other doors on the upstairs of the house. I assume they are other bedrooms and decide to go down the wooden stairs.

I reach the bottom and I immediately see the living room ware I passed out in, a little off to the side I see the kitchen. I walk into the kitchen and there's a door, I put my ear to it and hear talking it sounds like it's coming from a far away hallway or maybe a... basement! As I come to the realization it's most likely a basement I hear screaming coming from the other side of the door.

I slowly grab the handle and begin to as quietly as possible open the door. I see more stairs and a faint light coming from the bottom. I take a deep breath before beginning another descent down steps.

The screams become louder and louder as I reach the bottom and I peek around the agape door way. I watch as a man tied up in a chair wiggles and squirms attempting to brake free from his restraints. I notice he has blood running down his face and body. Before I can get to deep into thought, Spencer comes into my line of view. He is now wareing a pair of jeans and a long blonde wig? Spencer got closer to the tied up man I note Spencer has a knife in hand as he slits the man's throat.

I gasp loudly and I watch as Spencers head snaps my way. He's face soffen. And with this lighting I can tell he is also wareing lipstick and eyeshadow. "How was your sleep my love?" He asks not sounding bothered by the dead person sitting not even a foot away from him. I dont respond instead I back away from him shock and horror very prominent on my face. He drops the knife and walks towards me. Im frozen in place I can't move. He gets right in front of me. "Don't be scared love." He reaches his hand to coress my cheek and I flinch away from his touch. "I would never hurt you" he reassures me. "I just saw you kill a man Spencer how do I know if I'm not gonna be next?" I say my eyes welling up with tears. "Oh love I could never hurt you! He was a pervert that prayed on young girls. I would never do that to you I love you!" He pulls me in to his embrace also covering me in the still warm and sticky blood. l hug him back and we stand there for a bit before I speak again, "so whats with the wig and makeup?" I giggle while wipeing my tears. Spencer laughs. "Well I just kind do this when I killing." "why?" "Do you not like it?" Spencer questions. "No! I actually like it..." I blush. "Oh, do you like when I ware make-up?" He traes. I feel my face get more red.He started to kiss me, pushing me up against the wall behind me, then He kissed my neck and all the way down until he was in- between my thighs

He looked up at me, his eyes so full of lust that I could feel myself getting wetter. He lifted my leg and put it on his shoulder, then pushed his tongue inside of me. "Ohhhh God, "I moaned as he licked my clit

He sucked on it and flicked it with his tongue. My whole body felt like it was on fire. I grabbed onto his hair (well the wig) and pulled him closer to me. He slid two fingers into me and started fucking me harder and faster.

I couldn't hold back anymore. I came hard, screaming his name as I did.I opened my eyes slowly, still trying to catch my breath. His head was resting against my thigh, but his hand was still buried inside of me.

He looked up at me, smiling. "That was amazing." He said. "But we're not done yet." He pulled me off the wall and took my spot. "Come here." I walked towards him, still feeling a little dizzy from the orgasm.

He was now in front of me and motioned for me to kneel in front of him. "Now it's your turn."

I smiled at him and knelt down in front of him. He pulled out his cock and started stroking it. It was already rock hard. "You know what to do." I leaned forward and took his cock into my mouth.

I ran my tongue around the tip, tasting his pre-cum. Then I licked down the entire length, taking more into my mouth. He moaned as I sucked him. I knew he liked it when I deepthroated him.

I kept sucking him, making sure not to forget any part of him. I wanted to make him cum fast. I didn't want to stop. I wrapped my lips around his cock and started moving them up and down.

I could hear him breathing heavily. I increased my speed and heard him gasp. I knew he was about to cum. I sucked even harder and felt him tense up. He let out a loud groan and filled my mouth with his cum.

I swallowed every drop. After he was finished, I looked up at him. "I love you." He smiled at me. "I love you too."

#ice nine kills #spencer charnas #spencer charnas fanfiction #spencer charnas imagine #spencer charnas x reader #meat and greet

[pisboy]

as a fellow alopecia haver would you mind if i asked a few questions about how you cope with it? like, do you wear hats or wigs or do clever hairstyles to hide it or do you just let it show? ive tried pills and scalp shots and nothing is reversing mine. im only 26 and i feel like this is the worst thing to ever happen to me and i dont know what to do about it. nobody even thinks balding women exist. nobody considers how it is to actually be one. im so scared no one will ever like me or find me cute again. i used to think i was so cute. this sucks so bad.

For me the back of my head around the nape and up to nearly the top of my scalp has never grown hair, not even when I was born. My father also has alopecia areata and he has a few golfball-to-coin sized patches he loses and regrows at a random basis. So I've had my entire life to contend with hair loss and family that was familiar with it, so I sympathize so incredibly hard to women who develop it later in life. It is probably mortifying.

So yeah, shots and pills and balms and oils and etc have never worked for me. I also lose hair at random basis around the rest of my scalp, mainly around the margins of my crown (losing my bangs) and the sides of the back where I already do not grow hair. I also lose half my left eyebrow on a regular basis. If you go far back enough in my #me tag I've posted what it looks like. I also preface some of my advice might not be helpful if you have afro-textured hair, but I will recommend someone who will be extremely helpful in that respect.

Also I hope you don't mind me doing a shotgun blast of advice but maybe my experience will help someone

Things that worked for me:

I've always been flipping my part as my hair cycles in a growth/loss state for my bangs. Low pony tails tend to hold better than high ones in what is essentially a clever combover. Uhhh and always keep a hair tie around in case there is wind lol I always get self conscious when there's a breeze.

This is kind of vague and probably shitty advice but I've noticed over the years I lose hair when I am stressed, so I've had to make the call (in addition to other factors) to quit jobs that really strain me and I've noticed improvement in hair growth. So depending on your circumstances I say make some effort to reduce your other stress factors while you go through figuring it out. This shit is literally traumatizing.

This thing here is basically a pepper shaker for keratin bits that can color-fill in patches of missing (or really tiny short baby) hair. I can only speak as a brunette but it works pretty damn good as some camouflage for your skin poking out where you can't cover it. Do note it kind of has an ashy texture so it's something to wash out at night like makeup. Scalp makeup lol.

Hats are good. I wore trucker hats for most of my teen years, but I don't wear them much anymore, especially being out of the stress of school. However - a piece of advice from a mentor of mine, Jamie Elmore, is to call hats, bands, scarves, wigs, anything under an umbrella term "accessory." It's kind of corny but sometimes conceptualizing these things that way helps coping with the impulse of a world that demands you hide your hair loss and another where you can freely express yourself without fear of judgement. Anyway, I recommend looking her up, she has a magazine and works hard for the alopecia community, particularly for black alopecians.

Oh yeah if you can find those hippy chick silk hair bands that have the elastic around the back, I love those. Regular bandanas are also good.

Uhhh shorter hair also tends to weigh and pull less, which I think everyone has varying sensitivity to, but to anyone considering a bob, why not might help lol. I also lose my hair in the largest amounts in the shower, so like, if you develop a weird complex about showering I know allllllll about it.

I have tried partial wigs, which are custom cut out and adhered to your head, and it's nice if you want to do hairstyles you otherwise could not, but it's high maintenance, very itchy, and gets gummy after about a week.

But yeah it's been a very slow and steady process to get used to going out in public without putting effort in camouflaging my alopecia, and that mostly has to do with tuning people out. The existential stuff gets personal so I save those conversations for a 1-to-1. *Holds you by the shoulder* we are all coping out here.

I look at that sword of Damocles hanging over my head and if my scalp gets wiped out beyond all sidepart repair, I'll go full wig-wearing. I once had a hair stylist who was giddy at the idea of shaving my head when I explained it to her, which was comforting in a silly way.

Anyway, it's been years since I've dipped my toes into the greater Alopecia Community, the ones with all the acronyms, but there are NAAF chapter groups that you can meet and hopefully find people to connect with. I think you need to join an email group though. Anyway. For the longest time the only people I knew with it was just my dad and a cousin who had it for 1 year and never again and seeing a group of people with patchy/full baldness in person for the first time made me cry.

To end on a good note, there have been trials for JAK inhibitors (a treatment for many autoimmune disorders) having really breakthrough success rates at hair regrowth, but I haven't looked into it lately. Seems very promising. A lot better than cortisone shots in the scalp I figure, maybe worth the pain lmao

EDIT: i misremembered it being lupus medication, but it was actually Janus kinase inhibitor trials with success.

#fucking godspeed my friend #alopecia

[bitchkay]

Predicament

My hair needs doing

Right

Needs a wash and a fresh style

Need to buy shampoo and braiding hair, I have some in my stash but yall know I wear green hair I need to top up

The issue

Graduation pictures

I am in my third year and I will be graduating from this college come june

I have get grad pic done soon

I'm not one of them white girls that cam wake up in the morning and curl they hair nah this shit need to be planned out, this shit need to be scheduled, this is type 4 hair on this head

Now I was gone pop out with my star ponytails and get my hair cut this undercut getting real nappy

But if I'm getting graduation pictures I cant do that hair style, imma need this head to be in a style that can fit under a graduation cup hun

But I cant do box braids again, not yet anyway

I had braids in my highschool grad pictures, I cant be a hairstyle repeater who do you think I am

I'm nothing if not intricate with my hairstyles, imma get braids but not for this occasion okay baby

I gotta look at least a little classy, imma still have my green hair, imma still look like I spent three years in art school but imma look like a damn college graduate okay

I had a frohawk for my grade 8 too graduation, I always pop out😚

However comma

I was thinking of getting a buss down middle part green wig for my actual graduation like the ceremony

What if I just got that a little earlier for the pictures and get it reinstalled for the ceremony

HOWEVER COMMA

We low on funds baby

Wigs are expensive and imma(probably????????????) be going on a little grad trip w/ my friends and I still ain't paid my share, I still have some time before I absolutely need to but bitch the cost of my share would leave me w/ 75 cents💀💀 left over in my bank account

I do not be having the money for no wig bitch I dont be having the money to go nowhere either I might not even go tbh as much as I want too

The real problem here tho is

What the fuck do I do w my hair

I wanna do my star ponytails but I can't wear that in grad photos especially since it cant fit that comfortably under a graduation cap not to mention compared to my highschool photos it wont compare like I'm not 17 anymore you know, I'm gonna be 21 this year

My grad pictures just have to be kvnt I wont accept less

Also if I do end up braiding my hair it has to be specific like I'm actually going to be picky about that

Which would mean ordering the braiding hair online the same way I'd have to order the wig

And again a bitch does not gave money and a bitch does not have time either like I need to get these pictures done soon if I'm going to get them

I also need to apply to graduate soon--

I also should be worrying about some of my classes so that I can graduate--

ANYWAY

I don't know what to do with my hair😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

And I'm gonna stress about it😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I'm gonna throw up all that rice if I don't get this anxiety undercontrol😣😣

#kay in real life

[daguerreopher]

hii! i was wondering if i could ask what is your take on josephs values. like how old fashioned do you believe he would be or how heavily do you believe he would hold values of the past? ive seen in other your other posts youve said hes a man of this time so i was wondering what your take on this would be. my apologies if you dont take random questions but i appreciate your interpretation of joseph and was curious about what you think ab joseph outside his experiences and all that stuff.. thanks!

Hello!

My take on his values is a bit all over. Admittedly I don't know the most about 1800s French & English culture, so this is based on what I do know. As well as my own personal head canons about just how long he's been at the manor.

Since this got long, I'll put them under a read more.

Joseph cares a considerable amount about gentleman's honor. He doesn't care much about being called a madman anymore, but if you call him uncouth or weak, or insult his family, he will give you a gentleman's duel. Which is to the death. And unless you're a hunter like Hastur or the Wu Chang, Joseph will win. He grew up fencing, and he has the ability to manipulate spacetime.

And yes, by the way, there's a good chance he'll throw a white glove at you. He does still have a pair.

To go with that, leaders shouldn't show pain. Especially nobles. He was taught that things like pain, sadness, regret, and grief are weakness, and a noble leader should never show weakness in front of others. It's pathetic. People will either break and shatter when their leader shows weakness, or take advantage of it.

I believe Joseph would think women are more frail, and need to be treated more gently than men. Small things like men should pay for a woman's portion of a meal, men should be the ones to walk closer to the road. He still considers science more of a men's profession, but he no longer thinks women shouldn't be in science at all.

He wouldn't consider women less capable anymore, given how some of the strongest hunters Yihdra are women and things like how the survivors who beat him up half the time are women.

Joseph does respect nobility and royalty more than the common folk, even if the nobles are from a very different country. He think their opinions are more important and will hold them in higher regard until they prove him otherwise. While Joseph doesn't socialize much at the manor to begin with outside of drinking, he's far more likely to socialize with those of status.

And the inventors, but that's not a belief of his time period.

He also considers marriage exclusively for status. Marriage between noble houses was to raise their own house's status, and Joseph kept his friend circle full of nobility until he left for the manor. You marry someone to improve your social standing. So he doesn't believe people marry for love, and believes most marriages if not all are loveless. As well as he believes most people, like the nobles he knew, cheat on their spouses and just keep it under wraps.

Joseph does believe cheating is horrible, though.

He disagrees with prostitution and brothels, and people sleeping with others for things like better jobs. As well as being sexual in public in general. Of course, both whores and the people who pay for them are distasteful.

To go off of that, while I don't think he condemns homosexuality, Joseph does think it a bit strange and unnatural (at the moment). But his main concern would be being sexual about it in public. Gay or straight, Joseph's views are that you should stick to gentle hand holding and barely even kiss in public.

Joseph doesn't have much of a concept about femininity versus masculinity, I mean look at how he dresses. It's perfectly fine in his eyes for men to wear high heels, bright colors, wigs, hair ties and bows, makeup, even to use perfume. The flowier and fancier to clothing, in fact, the better. Robes are perfectly fine as well, but they're night clothing.

He does think it distasteful for a man to wear a dress, though, as dresses were specifically for women. And he was probably baffled the first time he saw Lucky Guy in the maid dress.

To go with that, Joseph also finds it incredibly distasteful when people show more than their hands and face. Men and women should dress modestly to him. If you don't, you're either poor as dirt, or a prostitute.

I believe Joseph doesn't actually have a concept for trans people. He might have heard of cases like "a lady lives as a man for 20 years", but he'd see that as a case of a woman just pretending to be a man to keep a job or have a certain life style. Not that someone was born in the wrong body, or that their gender wasn't their body. Much like mental trauma, the concepts of body and gender dysphoria don't even exist for Joseph. The concept of gender isn't the same as sex doesn't exist to him. The concept of there's more than two genders doesn't exist.

As far as Joseph knows, the only option is you're your sex from birth. Present him with a challenge to that idea, and expect a lot of "but why?/but how" in response.

He does believe children should be quieter and entertain themselves, and they shouldn't annoy adults around them. Hilariously enough, I head canon that Claude and him were quite the pranksters as children.

My Joseph doesn't think corporal punishment is a good thing due to a few incidents after Claude's death where he was actually injured from it, but he does consider it normal. As much as he wants to keep children safe, he's been quite tempted to slap a few before.

He tolerates Robbie since Robbie's easy to distract/entertain.

He was probably a protestant when he lived in his own estate, but there's at least four literal gods at the manor, so that was thrown at the window.

Also, it's my personal head canon that the manor taught Joseph the concept of lesbians, because England sure didn't think women could be sexual toward each other.

Admittedly, most of these ideas and values can be changed. Joseph has his thoughts, but at the end of the day, he just wants to keep people alive and get his brother back. He's not very adamant on anything but keeping his image honorable, and that one is because it's been instilled in him since birth.

#head canon #out of photographs

[rei-does-stuff]

Incorrect CH quotes!

Portugal: You’re attracted to America? Out of everyone? REALLY? That’s low even for you girl.

Italy: Okay you’re literally married to a fucking rat you do NOT get a say on who I like hon.

Portugal: At least England is decent!

Italy: Let’s not lie to ourselves honey we both know he’s a trashfire-

Portugal: Yea well hes my trahsfire :/

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UN: I’m a demon!

UK: HELL YEAH

UN: A nice one tho, I wanna help people :>

UK: GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!

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America: So like- why are you guys grey and eyeless—?

Human: What are you talking about?? Im normal tf???

America: no-

America: NO UR NOT??

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England: Hey have you seen my—GERMANY! What the fuck that’s mine!

Germany eating England’s scone: No its not—

England: IT LITERALLY HAS MY NAME ON IT

Germany: That’s my name, I changed it

England; Really? You changed your name to my name?

Germany; Yyyyyes—

England:

England: Damn you should’ve told me man

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America after france almost murdered him during the revolutionary times: You know that’s not a good way to introduce yourself to someone—

France: it’s not???

America: I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE

France: I know! I thought it was pretty effective

America: Oh my god maybe I should’ve stayed a colony-

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France: My father with hang you if you disrespect me! But don’t worry if your Revolution is a success I’ll totally kill him when I do mine!

America: Is every French person insane?? I did not sign up for this???

Massachusetts: You quite literally did sign up for this actually—

America: I will actually shoot you if you don’t shut up PLEASE

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UK: Literally what did I ever do to you??

Germany: Do you want a list? Or like—?

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England about Sealand: Okay we finally got you out of there! I can’t believe a child held you for ransom!

Germany: I’m gonna adopt her-

England; Excuse me what

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Sealand [discussing plans to murder the UK]: Okay what’s the plan this week?

Aerican: Bear trap?

Sealand; We already did that, anything else?

Lovely: Make make so scared he explodes?

Sealand: Anything not stupid?

Aerican: *Raises his hand*

Sealand; If you bear trap again I will lose it-

Aerican; No I was just gonna say the UK has been listening in on us for the past 10 minutes-

Sealand;

Sealand: Shit

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France; Germany did you steal my cake?!

Germany clearly eating the cake: Not me! *Points at England* England!

France:

France: How dare he, I wanted that cake.

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Portugal and Brazil

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Pakistan about America: I can’t believe he here! Coming to my house uninvited who does he think he is???

Islamabad: Then why are you making him food?

Pakistan: Uh because he’s a guest???? An unwanted guest but still a guest???? You can’t be rude Islamabad??? Astaghfirullah >://

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Karachi: Fuck!

Pakistan: Astaghfirullah! Did America teach you those words?

Islamabad: Actually dad, I’m pretty sure she learned it from you!

Pakistan: What?? When I have ever said such language?

**Flashback**

*Pakistan stubbing his toe: FUCKKKKK-

Pakistan hitting the desk: MOTHERFUCKER-

Pakistan seeing india nearby: oh my fucking goodnesssss-

Pakistan:

Pakistan: No this is definitely the work of America-

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Russia: You see, I’ve never been in love with a woman,

Poland: What are you gay or something?

Russia: I’m not gay, I tested that

America: TESTED IT??? WHAT DID YOU DO????

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Poland @ Germany

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Spain and Germany

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Canada: Do you ever wonder why all the humans are grey and have no eyes? How do they see?

America; Maybe they’re blind? Could be a skin condition, multicolored skin isn’t the most normal thing either

Spain: The real question is why are they all bald?

America:

Canada:

America: Spain we’re all bald, you do realize your hair is a wig right?

Spain:

America: Right?

Spain:

Canada: Oh my god—

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UK: I’ll make you rich and famous in exchange for your soul

England: Okay here you go

Uk: Alright youre rich now thank you for—

Uk:

England: What’s wrong?

Uk: This is a half eaten can of pringles

England: Yea that was in my soul slot dude, idk what to tell you

UK: well i dont want it anymore

England: rude

Uk: I WANT MY MONEY BACK

England: Too late I already spent it

Uk: IT HASNT EVEN BEEN 30 SECONDS

England; yea I bought crypto and it crashed

Uk: DUDE???

England: Life is abt taking chances,

Uk: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???

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That’s it okay bye <3

#rei says stuff #countryhumans #ch #countryhuman #long post

[winderlylandchime]

1/2 And we are on 5x02 and he is stressed. After he hit play, he just went ‘they better fix this shit because that was a bad start of the season’… yeah. ‘Oh shit, so this la thing is done? Or is he staying? I feel bad for Blondie but I’m happy I won’t have to see that dude as Rage.’ ‘So Brian really owns Babylon? Ted is almost like Brian’s mom. And best friend. I like this relationship between them’ ‘so Mike and Ben are really gonna buy the house in the boringhood? The difference between Brian’s day and Mike’s day is insane. I like Brian’s way more.’ That scene with Ted in the diner happens where he gets called sir ‘oh i feel bad for laughing but that was funny. I love Ted..Mike didn’t know about Babylon? fucking hell, up until 3 minutes ago you didn’t want a house either. Can he stop telling people how to live their lives?’ Mike mentions JR spending time with them ‘wait what? I thought he was a donor? So now because they broke up he gets to keep her? That’s fucking weird’ ‘this Keller guy looks like he has a wig on. A really bad wig. Also, Justin why are you still here? Go to Brian. Blondie. Please tell me youre not dumb enough to believe Keller. I hate this for him but come on.’ Mike and Ben come up ‘screaming so loud she woke up the baby? THE BABY WAS ALREADY AWAKE MIKE. SHE WAS UP ALL NIGHT. And she’s technically right..i mean he isn’t a parent. Yoouuuuu can provide a more STABLE home? My man, you can’t go one day without being in someone else’s business’ Babylon scene is happening ‘you’re telling me Brian fucking Kinney had a bad opening night? YOURE TELLING ME BRIAN FUCKING KINNEY WOULDNT KNOW HOW TO PROMOTE AN OPENING OF A CLUB? I call bullshit, this is the second dumbest thing I’ve seen in this season. Remember Rage? And that carnival? I am insulted on his behalf!’ ‘WHY ARE YOU STILL IN LA JUSTIN?! I wouldve thought he’d want to go home to Brian? Please don’t tell me Brian was right and he’s gonna go back’ Narrator’s note: at this point he paused the ep and went outside on a smoke break and he is walking up and down the yard stressed out. ‘Awwww Brian is sad. AGAIN, 12?! this makes no fucking sense. He is Brian Kinney. He literally owns a marketing agency and you’re telling me his best idea to promote would be posters? PLEASE’ and it’s revealed Mikey hired a lawyer ‘HE HIRED A LAWYER?! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS HE DOING AND WHY IS BEN HYPING THAT UP? (mike and ben say the single mom/loving stable home with two fathers line) oooohhhh no they fucking didn’t. I hope they rot in hell for that one. TELL THEM DEBBIE. How did they go from being okay-ish in season 4 to being this trash now?’ ‘Awww Brian is hanging out with Gus! How did she get him to step foot into this apartment? Do Mike and Brian even talk anymore? He looks pretty. Why does everyone always go to Brian to fix their problems? You go talk to Mike’ it just showed Ted as a blonde ‘OH MY GOD. WHAT IS HE WEARING? WHY IS HE BLONDE?! Look at Brian’s smile! Ted just delivered him the best gift ever.’ ‘BLONDIE IS BACK AT THE LOFT! MY BABY IS BACK! and Brian is fucking someone.. okay Blondie, look at your smile. THEY ARE BACK!!’ And we are at scene with Justin in the diner ‘oh baby, who are you lying to? AHH i forgot Ted dyed his hair. Can I just say the most important thing? I’m glad Justin’s hair looks good again. (Ted asks Justin if hed like to slit his throat after Deb offers him his old job) WHY DONT WE GET MORE OF TED AND JUSTIN? They would have a nice friendship’ Emmett is offered his job on the news show ‘gay makeovers? Isnt that what Queer eye is? wait, i still have an episode of that one to watch. I prefer him party planning’

Yes! One thing S5 gives us is the BroTP of Brian and Ted. NGL I wish it was Brian and Emmett, but I’ll take it.

Can Michael stop telling people how to live their lives. Everyone would like to know that Brother Anon. And the way Mikey handles Mel and Linds’ split and JR is the very worst. Like so fucking misogynistic and gross. And yes, when Debbie tells him and Ben off it feels so so good.

Okay okay, I think Brian didn’t realize he had to promote Babylon. It was always the most popular gay club.

Having to pause the episode is so real.

Brian looks pretty. Bless. He’s so gay for Gale/Brian. (And why does everyone want Brian to fix their problems, while simultaneously criticizing him!)

Ted as a blond will always be hideously iconic.

Justin’s hair being back to looking good is definitely a relief. And Ted and Justin would have a nice friendship (Scott and Randy have discussed thinking that their characters would get along and had many reasons why.)

And yeesh. Emmett being on that Queer Eye show… was a great opportunity for the show to address the issues with that first iteration of QE. Also, isn’t that the show your mom watched when she was trying to be supportive of your brother?

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023

[suzyqrara]

03/01/23

Wow, I am sad tonight.  It doesn't help that Facebook shows me til tons of beautiful people finding each other and reminding me...at this moment...I am not one of them.  I feel so ugly.  I feel like I used to be beautiful.  I used to have potential.  But I’ve let myself go and I feel I dont deserve that.  I love myself and I have such amazing potential.  But this potential is lost deep inside.  I would love to say I am healing from my terrible years trying to find my career but what if this is not what is happening?  What if this is the new Alla.  I feel like I am wasting my youth and instead of enjoying it, I am crying.

I told myself I will get my nails done sometime this month and continue to do that of myself.  I got a picture of me the other day and I really I have skin sag on my hands.  I dont want my hands to look so saggy when I am only 34 years old.

So nails will help me to have better looking hands.  I want to get wigs.  I dont know here to start with that. I want eye brows. I want better looking skin.  I can start with the nails and skin but time is ticking.  Man.  This was supposed to be my prime years.  I pictured it, I waited for it.  I 100% knew this would be the decade I will meet someone, I would get my weight controlled, I would begin to live.  Hair done, nails done, But 4 years have passed and it's been the complete opposite. Now that I work at Drexel I feel like I can start and I will!

I dont know where to even begin.  But I am happy I found a job I can settle in and now I can work on myself. I will start with nails and going to the dermatologist.  I hope to control my weight this year.  I hope next year I can get my chin/neck done.

It doesn't help I got rejected today either.  I think it is what triggered me the whole day really.  I also think this is period based.  Dont worry, he was another one of those losers who flaunted his fake job as a music producer.  But, I wonder if I looked different would I not been rejected by a loser?

That's really what hurts by ego. A roach rejected me.  Im used to rejecting them.  Icouldnt help but feel the last roach I dated put a curse on me so now no-one wants me not even the losers on online dating...My lowest was at CSL.  I am climbing up there but I am scared it will take longer than I was hoping it would take.  However long it take...but Im thinking it will be the rest of my 30s....

I know that with the right person, I will know how to be a social butterfly and awkward.  I know that with the right person, I will be sexual and would be motivated to have sex.  I know with the right person, they will find me because lord know Im done trying to find ...can you imagine if my right person stopped trying to find me?  Maybe I should keep looking even though it is painful and kills me inside.  I won't give up on my love and I will try to find him as well. 

But I need to work on myself.I am doing a good job so far.  Ive been working out since sept and doing my best with eating boring food.  I am seeing a nutritionist now and I plan to go onto weight watchers when my 6 free sessions are over.  I am working towards working out during Friday and Saturdays because it has been so hard for me to work out on those days.  I did lose 5 lbs by the way...even though I feel very bloated.  But then again my period is coming. I won't stop trying to find people but I know I won't find my love online.  I'll keep entertaining myself with online..but it's been so dry since the last roach. No one messages me...These are the moments I have to show myself love and comfort.  Alla, you are a beautiful soul.  You are soul that deserves love.  You are an amazing mother and any man would be lucky to have you as their wife.  You take time to soften.  You take time and the right person will take as much time as you need for you to feel comfortable.  Unfortunately, this world is fucked and no-one takes time anymore.  They jump from one relationship to the next,  They can't go one second without being in a relationship.  People get bored easily and cheat on each other.  Men are so disrespectful to women in this age. Yet there are women that find these amazing men and attract them.I can't attract any amazing men right now because I just feel so no me.  My skin is flaring up.  My neck is turning into my moms, my arms is huge and my gut won't go away. 

It takes time to heal from the awful year you had last year.  this is your trauma. You need to work through this.  when will I get time to figure out this doctor shit? I need to do so much.  go get a regular check up, dermatologist, vagina doctor, eye doctor, dentist, therapist. ugh. at least I have a nutritionist.  I dont sleep well so maybe this is also why I am thinking so black and white. 

God has blessed me with so much peace in this lifetime.  thank you lord for the peace and the security.  Thank you lord for Mason, he is such a precious soul and I know his life will be amazing.  I am so grateful for the love I experience with Mason every single day.  I am so grateful for the love I feel for my rabbits.  I am so grateful for the feeling of safety I feel in my home.  The warmth I feel in my bed.  The peace I feel in my job.  I am so grateful for Drexel, for hiring me and giving me enough to switch jobs.  This is truly the beginning of my healing and my rejuvenating because I am not stressed with work.  I dont feel angst driving to work.  I think about feeling it and I remember, there is nothing uncomfortable I have to face today.  I love walking into my office, making my second cup of coffee, sitting gin my chair and answering emails.  such peace!  I dont need to have student like me.  it would be nice, but it is not necessary.  I do not have th pressure of being liked.  I can have a bad meeting with a student and I am fine.  I can brush it off and tell myself, “This one was bad but I bet the next one will be fine.”such a breath of fresh air.  my melatonin is kicking.  I dont feel as sad. 

Goodnight

[you-did-well-moon]

Day6 Reaction to s/o learning their instrument while they're away

Type: Fluff, angst in Dowoon dont know what happened wasnt me

Word Count: 2.865

A/n: I took some creative freedom with why they were away but that is it. Keep in mind, I have no experience with instrument except for when I played the piano in 5th grade for like two weeks. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! - Moon

TW: small cuts, fight, second hand embarrassment

Sungjin

Sungjin was absolutely and devastatingly exhausted. His own guitar case felt like it was weighing him down tremendously, and he had a huge headache. Jae and Wonpil arguing in the back of the car was not helping in any way. It has been going on since they left the airport. He rubbed at his temples tiredly pressing his head against the cool window from his place in the passenger seat next to their manager. 

Still, he couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips as he thought about seeing you, probably curled up in the couch cheeks puffed from the snack you were inhaling. The pounding in his head lightened at the cute sight he would soon get to enjoy as he played with the loose threads of his old button up shirt. 

True to Sungjin’s imagination, your form was sitting on the couch. Not true to his imagination, you were actually bent over something in your lap, lightly humming and bopping your head to the rhythm being produced by your still clumsy fingers. The guitar in your lap had gotten lighter as the days went by without your boyfriend, and in replacement of his touch, leaving your fingertips warm and tingling, it was small cuts you hadn’t bothered to bandage as it disrupted you when playing.

 You missed Sungjin an abnormal amount. The cold spot in the bed or him making weird faces at you through the mirror in the mirror when brushing your teeth. You missed all of it. With a slight tremble in your chest you started playing the chorus to “You Were beautiful”.

You were so focused on trying to get it right you didn’t notice the door closing only to startle when you slightly looked up through your lidded eyes seeing the shadow looming over the coffee table. With a small yelp of surprise you jumped immediately looking up only to find your boyfriend staring at you with wide eyes. 

His surprised expression made you shrink into yourself. You threw your head into your hands in pure embarrassment letting the guitar gently slide off your lap, hitting the floor with a soft thump. “Can you just pretend you didn’t see that I can’t believe I even tried learning all that by myself I” you cut yourself off with an un-pleased sigh shaking your head and looking at him with pleading eyes. 

Your boyfriend continued in his frozen state for about five seconds before breaking out in the biggest smile rushing around the coffee table in which you panicked trying to get away from him with a squeal, but being too slow im the excitement that was usually in a much dormant state in Sungjin. The wrinkles near the corner of his eyes deepened adoringly, and his chest shook with soft laughter while he held you close. 

There was a fond twinkle in his eye as Sungjin forgot any tiredness that clung to his bones and kissed the tips of your fingertips while maintaining eye contact. He kept your hands encased in his when scolding you for having such low faith in yourself and softly encouraging you. He would probably put little stitch band-aids on your fingertips and continue teaching you, sitting you on his lap and scolding you when you lose focus with a sharp poke at your ribs smiling when you giggled. This man just fell impossibly more in love with you.

“You shouldn’t say those things, look at you love, learning all alone and doing so well. I'm so proud. Would you rather have the elmo band-aids or the stitch band-aids… I don’t know about you but Elmo kinda creeps me out. Just five more minutes little love then you can go mug Young k with Dowoon. Don’t look at me like that! You finally have a teacher and you take him for granted. The audacity-”

Jae

Jae was a thin hair away from just ripping his hair out. He didn’t believe the kpop industry would take very kindly to him going bald, but he had come to a point where he didn’t really care about what people thought anymore. But thinking about you not being able to play with his hair anymore while he drifted off to sleep with his head on your chest severely upset him.

 Jae had gotten stuck in another limbo, stuck in the studio and in his own head desperately trying to finish any of the unfinished songs left in his computer files. He missed you so much, he eventually called it quits, deciding to go home to you, who he hadn’t seen in days.

Just the thought about seeing you energized his previously exhausted self. He never could get sick of you. Every day, every week was a new adventure, a new chapter, all with his favorite person in the world. The night sky, although beautiful, seemed to mock him, reminding him of how late it was, meaning you were most probably asleep. 

Opening the door to his apartment, he heard soft music. He briefly recognized “I Need Somebody”, and thought you were playing it from your phone. All his thoughts came to a halting stop when he saw you perched on the bed, in his shirt, playing the melody of the previously mentioned song.

You had hair falling into your eyes with your eyebrows slightly scrunched trying not to mess up and heavily focused. Jae had loudly yelled in surprise, causing you to flinch and look up shocked at the sudden surprise. When you saw it was just him, you had comically thrown your hands in the air yelling at him about how it was supposed to be a surprise. 

The irritated look on your face vanished as you went up to give him a light hug with a kiss, softly smiling at him. Meanwhile Jae, was completely out of it, lovestruck eyes while he instinctively returned your affection.

“Come Jae, you look like you haven’t slept in ages, your eyes are so sunken babe”, you had softly whispered to him, rubbing the soft skin under his eyes, the way you were always soft with him when he came back from the studio. You slept in the same bed for the first time in what had been days, Jae tightly clutching on to you.

 He may have not been completely there at the moment, but in the morning when he had time to process everything, he was a changed man. He wouldn’t stop laughing and giggling excitedly, eagerly wanting to hear everything you had learnt. He even poked fun at you when you made a mistake. But it was all lovingly as he also praised you non stop while looking at you with his messy hair and big smile next to you on the couch. He had so much inspiration now. To finish what had been left behind.

“Pop off queen who gave you this much talent, you couldn’t even tell me what bass was last time we talked, which was like a week ago. Might just make you play when I don’t feel like playing. Give you a wig and people won’t know the difference! Why are you booing me, I'm right?”

Young K

Young K’s foot tapping on the floor of the car was the only sound that filled the car aside from the soft sound of the car’s engine and tires. He was absolutely spent, having to have stayed in a different city for a show he was invited to that was filmed far away from his home. 

Far away from you. Young K could tell his manager was starting to get irritated, but Young K was already massively annoyed and too far in his own world to really care. He missed the pine scent of his sheets, and he missed you.

It was not a good combination. When he got to his place he quietly thanked the manager,  getting his bag before trying to ignore every urge telling him to run into the building and fall into his soft bed with you in his arms. When he opened the door, your keys were there, so he knew you were in the building. That thought filled him with more relief than it should have. 

He did have to admit, hearing “I smile” this early in the day was odd as you usually saved the more mellow songs for later in the night. Young K told himself he had many euphoric moments in his life, but seeing you staring at a sheet of paper with so much determination and a bass guitar in your arms came pretty close to the top.

The absolute warmth that exploded in his chest was a feeling he would not forget in a long time. He could feel his lips slightly curl up in fondness as your hands shook while your eyes wavered unsurely between your hands on the strings and the video on your laptop sitting further on the edge of the bed. Your face scrunched up before you sighed and stared dejectedly at the instrument on your lap. 

“Why so sad love?" His voice made you instantly sit up, pushing the instrument gently off your lap. You crawled to the edge of the bed where Young K had already gotten closer where he met you tenderly running his hand through your hair, and he curved his hand around the back of your head bringing your forehead to his abdomen.

He brushed his thumb over where your hairline met the sensitive skin of the back of your neck immensely enjoying being back at your side. Your hands were clutching the back of his shirt, and your simple touch brought a warm feeling to his chest. You both leaned back as Young K’s chest started to rumble with laughter “You should have waited for me, it would have been easier if I could teach you”, he softly said, pushing your hair back from your face causing you to lightly laugh.

 “I wanted to surprise you, but I didn’t get that far anyways. Can’t become a prodigy in one day I guess”. Young K smiled again, promising to himself to help you as much as he could as he put his hand fondly on top of your head.

“You’re doing so good, just move your finger up a little, you’re plucking the c chord instead of the e chord during the chorus, don’t look at me like that i’m trying to help?! I wouldn’t put you on my level, but I think you’re doing really well. I’m hungry now, what do you want? No- What do you want? I am okay with anything just tell me-”

Wonpil

Wonpil was trying his hardest not to think about you. From the way you got excited when you got to see the moon in the cloudy sky to the way you smiled when you saw the neighbor’s cat while getting the mail. 

He was happy to be on a trip with her sister, he hadn’t had much time to be with her in recent, well forever really. While you had been invited, you hadn’t been able to attend due to work. Wonpil did his best to keep his mind off you and enjoy the trip, he just hadn’t spent this long without you in a while. 

Even so, he still had a fun time with his sister and her boyfriend creating many memories. He didn’t regret it, but he was extremely happy to come back to you. Opening the door to your apartment, he dropped his suitcase by the door, an excited smile tugging at his lips as he traveled through the apartment with his arms spread knowing you would embrace him as soon as you saw him. He felt so giddy, he didn’t even notice the broken keyboard sounds ringing throughout the living space.

His smile fell in a comical way, his face morphing into one of confusion instead. He recognized a broken rendition of “Mary had a little Lamb”, and tilted his head as he opened the door to your room seeing you with really big headphones on your head staring down at the keyboard with the most offended look on your face.

 How dare this keyboard not give you its secrets! Wonpil couldn’t help the laugh that escaped his chest, not mocking you, but he just thought you were so cute. He lightly touched your shoulder causing you to jump, and the slight movement of your head caused the headphones to slide off your head. It didn’t matter much. You instantly dove into his arms, pressing the side of your face against his chest.

He felt warmth flood his chest as his hand encased the back of your head while he pressed his lips to the top, closing his eyes in bliss enjoying having you in his arms again. He leaned back from the brace as his eyes flashed with amusement and yours with slight embarrassment. He lightly laughed, eyes crinkling. He cradled your face in his hands, a teasing lilt to his voice, “What were you trying to do, hmm?” He could feel your face grow hot under his finger tips.

 “I was just trying to surprise you. I felt bad for not being able to go with you”. He shook his head, hands playfully pinching your cheeks as you whined. “You shouldn’t act that way, I understood from the beginning. It must have been hard for you. Here, come, your lovely boyfriend will make this easier for you”.

“Y/n the keys will not bite prEsS dOWn, no, no keyboards do not have to be oiled, this is a musical instrument not a mechanical vehicle. You are so cute. What am I gonna do with you? No, you can not play the keyboard with your forehead, DO NOT put your foot on the keys. I don’t care if it’s for the vine. 

Dowoon

Dowoon was beating himself up. Looking back at what happened a few hours ago made his chest tight. He couldn’t help but wince at the words both of you had thrown at each other. You had been with each other for so long, and when his lovely mother asked him when he would propose, although with good intentions, it put pressure on him.

 He was still young. He had mentioned it to you in a joking manner, but there was a misunderstanding and you thought he was blowing it off as he didn’t see a future with you. 

Somehow feelings were hurt, and the fight escalated. And Dowoon decided he was a coward because it was when you had started stuttering through your words and avoiding eye contact, he knew. He knew he had pushed you across a line that might not be able to be crossed again. 

He panicked. He was really good at doing that wasn’t he? He left. He took a bus and went to the nearest hotel he could find. There he was sitting on the edge of the too perfectly made bed with his head in his hands.

Had he just ruined his precious relationship because he was scared of what the future could or could not hold? Why did he have to run away? Why couldn’t he just stay? Most importantly, how badly had he hurt you?

 With a sigh he stood up, and he got on the bus back to your apartment. Staring at the door, the fact you were just on the other side and hurting is what pushed him to open it with the key you had given him. Opening the door, he was met with silence and darkness. Have you already gone? He walked through the apartment, hope dwindling with every step. 

Then he heard a soft thump thump thump. His heart seemed to match with it, and as he walked to his studio which held his spare drum set, he thought of what he could say to make it better. Opening the door, he saw you softly hitting the drum with one stick, as if testing the waters and humming along to “When you Love Someone”. Dowoon couldn’t fight the sad smile that broke out on his face, and the absolute warmth that filled his chest. 

Why did he ever even doubt your future with him? There was no person more perfect for him than you. He stood next to you, softly taking your hand in his and guiding your hand to the right beat, although a bit broken. When your sad eyes looked up into his, forgiving in nature but still frustrated beyond belief, he knew he could still fix things. You were you, and Dowoon was Dowoon. You always somehow found your way back to each other.  

“No no, put your hands higher on the stick, no lower, now higher...a bit lower. No, Y/n drum sticks do not belong in my throat. What do you mean I have no room to talk, I thought we were over the fight. I would marry you in this life and the next! Why are you looking at me like that? I am not cute, I am handsome and overflowing with testosterone. Oooh are those gummies?

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[ssavanessa22]

BMO

BMO part 2

Parring: Spencer Reid x black fem reader!

Warnings: none I think but I if I missed something pls tell me!

Spencer and and the team have a family dinner at Rossi’s, Tara has invited her younger sister, and the team soon discover that boy wonder and Dr y/n Lewis have a lot in common

"Tara I promise you I'm not gonna be late I'm only a few minutes away I'll be there soon"

"Okay y/n you better be or your going to be the one to wake all this dishes at Rossi's"

"Yeah I'm not doing that I'll be there any second now"

Tara had decided to invite me to one of Rossi's infamous dinner parties, Tara and I haven't seen each other for 9 months since hat may not seem like a lot but we are extremely close so to us it feels like life time. She had already told me about her team numerous time but tonight my anxiety was running high these are the people excluding dad and I that she considers family and I don't want to make a fool of myself. Tara told me that the dress code was fancy extremely fancy and I don't have that kind of wardrobe so I had to buy a dress before I left for D.C.

For the evening I was wearing a strapless floor length blue gown gown. I paired this dress with black Stilettos.For my hair I decided to keep it my butterfly locs in that were black and long and fell to my mid back

Spencer POV

Tara had describe her younger sister as the life of the party always outgoing funny but nothing really else she only said that her and I would definitely get along, I mean I'm not really looking to get with someone right now but it would be nice to be friends with someone the same age as me and outside of the team.

Y/N’s POV

My cab had dropped me of right outside Rossi's house and I was awe of his house, really it was a mansion it was modern but still had a touch of character. I paid my fair and hot out the cab with my off the shoulder bag I walked up the stairs a gently knocked of the door. Tara opened the door instantly calming me bringing my heart rate down. Grabbing a hold of her pulling her into a big hug.

"Hey sis ugh I missed you so much how are you how is doug?"

"Awww Y/n I missed you so much and uhhh me and doug aren't together anymore"

"Wait I'm sorry but how much did I missed you guys broke up"

"Yeah you've missed a lot but don't worry I'll will catch you up love, come in meet then team you look gorgeous by the way"

"Thank you ta-" was cut of by an eccentric women dressed in a colourful outfit squealing and taking me into a bear hug.

"Oh you must be Y/n, Tara's younger sister I'm Penelope Garcia it's so nice to meet you and you are so pretty your skin your hair! Omg your hair Tara why have you never gotten braids before?"

I was taken aback but so intrigued she seems like such a fun and outgoing person definitely someone I would love to be friends with. Replying for Tara I said.

"Oh Tara's never really been with the whole braids thing even when when we were younger she's always been more into wigs."

A women with piercing black hair and beautiful eyelashes who I can only assume was Emily standing in the foyer with the rest of the team questioned.

"Wait I'm sorry but Tara that's not your real hair?"

I turned to look and Tara who then looked back at me whilst we both turned to the only other black person in the room who I assume is Derek morgen by the description Tara gave me of her co workers. All three of us proceeded to look at each other then back at Emily after a brief moment of silence Derek and I burst into laughter. Tara interrupted our laughter, "why don't we introduce you to the rest of the team instead of revealing my hair secrets of mmh?" I walked with Tara to go meet Hotch and Rossi whilst I turned to Garcia giving me a cheeky grin and mouthing Your in big trouble.

I said hi to Hotch and Rossi thanking him for inviting me into his beautiful home I was then lead to JJ and Derek greeting them.

"Hi it's really nice to meet you guys" I waved at them and they both gave me a confused looked.

"Oh I don't shake hands to many germs it's actually safer to kiss then to shake hands with someone" they both looked at me stunned then looked to the mystery man talking to Penelope and Emily.

"Not that I don't want to shake your hand I do it's just not my thing... sorry I ramble a lot when I get nervous."

"No it's okay you just remind us of someone that's all" Derek said whilst smirking with JJ.

"Dinners ready let's all meet at the garden" Rossi announced.

I Weaved my arm through Tara's as well began walking to the garden. "So Dr.Lewis how are you finding Washington" Penelope asked me

"Oh it's really nice I'm enjoying the city right now and I'm excited to be with Tara for the next few months"

Spencer's POV

"Wait did you say Dr.Lewis"

"Yeah Spence, y/n is a Dr" JJ said

"Oh so you guys looked me up? I mean I dont mind I could have just told you guys" Y/n said giggling

"Yeah I looked you up, anyone on the teams family is my family" Garcia said matching her giggle.

"Yeah I have a phd in psychology maths and physics, and a bachelors in criminology" Y/n replied weakly.

"Oh come on y/n/n tell him then the rest come on!" Tara said encouraging her sister to speak

"And I have an IQ of 190 and an eidetic memory"

"And y/n?” Tara said encouraging her once more.

"And I can read 25,000 words per minute, but they don't want to here about this boring stuff Tara."

"We do want to hear about this what if someone was like you?" Derek said

By this point we had gotten to the garden and were sitting at the table I was visibly staring at Y/n but I didn't care she was beautiful and her brain was to, she was like me no she was smarter and I wanted so badly to get to know her. As she sat down in between Tara and I she jokingly said.

"if I meet a guy with an IQ and eidetic memory like mine, a Doctor, with a nice personality and was cute like extremely attractive I would date him in a heartbeat but those types of guys don't exist"

I don't know what came over me but I had to reply y/n was talking about me I'm her dream man and she didn't even know it. Tara only said she and I would get along but I didn't know this well she's like the denial version of me but better, her skin glowed under the fairy lights that hung around Rossi's garden making her look angelic. Her dress accentuated every curve and dip on her body her cleavage ever so slightly protruding out of her dress but her body wasn't what intrigued me it was her her mind her personality I haven't even had a conversation with her but I already want to get to know her. So I downed my glass of liquid courage turned to her and I was about to describe Derek butted in and said.

Y/N’s POV

"I think Y/n over here just describe pretty boy"

"I described who"

I turned to Tara slaking her what Derek meant but she wouldn't look in my direction.

"Uhh I think what there trying to say is that you describing me Y/n I have and IQ of 187 I also have an eidetic memory and 3 PHD's but I mean I don't know if I'm-"

"You are attractive...if that's what you were going to ask"

I didn't even know the name of the man who spoke I think it might be Spencer but i didn't care because this was the most attractive man I had ever seen in my life

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[mypimpademia]

Bakugo, Todoroki, and Shinso quarantining w black s/o

Bakugo x Todoroki x black!reader x Shinso

TW: Swearing, refers to sexual activities at the end of each of them

Note: Yes, I did do most of this stuff in quarantine. [And they're aged up as always]

BAKUGO

He honestly feels like he's losing his shit

And he probably would if he did have you with him

You guys are staying up all night and watching Wild n Out, Basic to Bougie, 90 Day Fiance, all that shit

And of course Bad Girls Club

He claims he hates 90 Day Fiance and BGC, but he stays watching that shit, even if he has the remote or youre on his phone

His sleep schedule is fucked up

And by fucked up, I mean its a few hours past the old man's bed time

He goes to bed at 1 am now instead of 9 pm

But still wakes up at 9 am

He took a leave on hero work because of covid

He loves his job almost as much as he loves you (aw💖)

But hes not gonna risk his health for it

"Fuck all that bullshit, as much as I love my job, I'm staying my ass in this house. And you are too. I'll be damned if you catch it, especially if its from me."

Yall only go out once a week

He could minimize it to once every other week, but he tried that and it almost drove him crazy

There aren't any exceptions unless there's an emergency

Makes you wear gloves and use a reusable mask that he washes as soon as yall get home

And you get mostly essentials but he'll ask you if you want candy or anything and he'll buy a big box of brownie mix if you like brownies just to hold you over for a while

Also stocks up on meds like pain killers and allergy pills

No fucks given, he will hit up different stores for toilet paper

"WHY ARE ALL THESE FUCKIN IDIOTS TAKING THE TOILET PAPER?? I KNOW DAMN FUCKIN WELL YALL DONT SHIT THAT MUCH, AND HALF OF YALL PROBABLY DONT EVEN WIPE."

Hes gonna experiment with cooking more now that he has time

Writes down all the recipes that work out

Youre his taste tester so you best believe you bouta be eatin good 😌

If you want your hair done he'll order it online unless yall are already out

Hes gonna make sure that you're eating good and feeling okay because these are tough times 🥺

But hes gonna do it in his own way and act like he's not concerned

"Hey idiot, do you wanna pass out? You haven't been drinking water today, I can tell. I'm getting you a full cup, you better drink it all."

"You haven't eaten anything today, I'm making you dinner."

"Your hair is dry, come here so I can help you put oil on it. I keep telling you to take care of it, ill laught at you if you go bald." He wont

Also has you work out with him do you can stay in shape

Libido?

Yessir

Every other day, anywhere (except in public because hes not about to get sick), at anytime

It goes 50/50

Sometimes its just because hes in the mood

Other times hes feeling really soft and wants to show you that he loves you

All in all its a mixture of Bakugo losing his shit and loving you all in one

TODOROKI

He's pretty chill about it

Just super bored

Starts watching BGC, binges Basic to Bougie and 90 Day Fiance

Oddly enough he really enjoys watching Love & Hip Hop????

He finds it interesting

Especially likes Cardis season because its funny and hella memes came out of it

Don't get me wrong tho I aint a Cardi stan but you gotta admit that she's mad funny im a barb at heart tho

His crackhead really comes out over quarantine

He'll start referencing random ass memes

Hes mostly on leave for hero work unless they really need him

In that case he wears a mask and gloves out

When he gets home the first thing he does is reference BGC

"WHATS UP BAD BITCHES"

And thats how you know he's home

Goes to bed at like 1:30 - 2 am

Only because he doesn't want to be passed out if he's needed for hero duties

Goes out every other week

Mainly for basic essentials, but if you want a little extra he'll buy it

Anything else he'll buy online

Also goes to other stores to buy more toilet paper

Figured out that hes really good at crochets

So if you want your hair done he'll order any crochets you want off Amazon and do them for you

Takes care of you and makes sure your doing well all together

"Did you eat today baby?"

"How much water have you had today?"

"Have you been putting oil on your hair?"

Lotsss of cold soba

But he cooks a few other things so that its not the same thing 24/7

Asks Fuyumi for help when he doesn't know how to cook something super well

If you're the type to go to bed hella late, he'll make sure you sleep a full 8 hours

Even if you wake up after 5 he'll ask you to take a nap with him

Has you work out with him every now and then so you can both stay healthy

Not too much libido

He didn't get in the mood like that even before quarantine

Its not every other day like Bakugo though

More like twice a week

Anymore than that and it'll probably be because you needed it rather than him

If its after a mission it'll be slower just so he can show you how much he loves and appreciates you for being someone he can come home to and just being you

If its more spontaneous he'll be slightly rough but still a pretty slow

But it's a lot of crackhead Todoroki and soft Todoroki

SHINSO

He's doing fine

Just more bored than usual

I feel like Shinso likes cartoons so hes rewatching a bunch of childhood cartoons

Steven Universe, Adventure Time, Regular Show, all that good shit

Lotsss of cartoon quotes

Yall are having a pillow fight and he grabs 2 pillows and claps you?

"Cheatin ass bitch."

"Street rules, man." (Regular Show quote for those who don't know)

Please sing the bacon pancake song (Adventure Time) with him while yall make breakfast

He'll be so happy

If you do something stupid hes gonna do a lemon grab (Adventure time) quote

"UNACCEPTABLE"

On leave for hero work

Really doesn't care about getting himself sick unless he gets super sick or dies

But hes not about to get you sick

He'd genuinely rather get himself sick and die than get you sick

Yall go out twice a week

Once to get essentials and another just to get out

I feel like shinso is a decent cook so he'll cook for you

Write down recipes that you like

Also gets some off the internet

Works better with natural hair than braids and crochets

So he'll do slick backs for you and maybe give you a ponytail or something if you ask but he'd rather do 100% natural just because hes better at it and he likes natural black hair

Can also do half wigs

Takes care of you more than himself

So you have to take care of each other

"Did you drink water today, Doll?"

"I did, did you?"

"Did you eat today?"

"No, and you haven't either. What should we eat for lunch?"

"You havent been putting oil on you hair. Do you want me to help you, kitty?"

Small work out sessions

Maybe like 15 min a day

Full body tho because hes too lazy to split up days

Does to bed at like 4 - 6 am

Mostly just watching YouTube and binging cartoons and eating

Insomnia Cookies? (If you dont know, its a cookie place that delivers till 3 am and theyre so good-)

YESSIRRR

Yall gain back any weight you burned off from exercising earlier that day

Pizza, cookies, chicken nuggets, fries, fried chicken, etc.

Basically just a constant sleep over

Libido to the max

Once or twice a day

Nothing public because germs

Normally rough

But every now and then he'll get soft and just tell you how much he loves you and appreciates you

His aftercare for times like that consists of a bubble bath, lots of hugs, food and cartoons😌

#hitoshi shinso x reader #shinsou headcanons #bnha shinso x reader #bnha shinsou #bnha shinso hitoshi #hitoshi x reader #shinsou hitoshi #shinso fluff #hitoshi fluff #shinso x poc #shinso x poc! reader #hitoshi x poc #hitoshi x poc!reader #bnha #bakugo headcanons #bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha headcanons #bnha hcs #katsuki bakugo headcanons #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo fluff #mha #mha x poc #mha x poc!reader #shoto x poc #shoto x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto

[ivyglow]

when i was younger, i used to scooter pantless around my house with a hannah montana wig underneath a bratz bike helmet, with bangles and bracelets covering both my arms, necklaces stacked on necklaces around my neck, my mums heels, and makeup she didnt hide good enough from me smeared all over my face (im talking green eyeshadow as blush and red lipstick as eyeshadow) and i can just imagine barzys daughter matching that energy but being so much more because she after all is half of mat who was, as we all know, a chaotic kid. so when you leave her at home with him for a few hours, i can just imagine that you come back to find mat sprawled out in the middle of the living room, with disheveled hair and lipstick & eyeshadow smudged all over his face because apparently she wanted to make him even prettier, with a mess of toys and costumes surrounding him, and you see a stray wig there too somewhere, blankly staring up at the ceiling and looking like he just got back from wrestling with an alligator because he’s just DONE and cant match her energy. you’re like wtf is going on, what happened, why are you barely alive and just as you ask him where she is, she comes biking into the room in yet another costume, probably a superhero one (but really its just a random sheet she probably pulled off a bed and wrapped around her neck), with your jewelry hanging from her (pairs of earrings are hanging from the necklaces because she wanted to wear all of them at once and bracelets around her ankles (which are covered with mats socks. i know you’re wondering why but... dont question it) because she couldn’t fit them on her wrists) screaming about how she’s gonna have to destroy mat because apparently, and unbeknownst to him, mat’s the villain she has to defeat to save the world. mat just has a petrified look on his face and turns to you with pleading eyes before he musters up enough energy to run away to another room and save himself. while he’s exhausted & spent and his body is hurting more than it does during a rough hockey game and he’s complaining about how sore he’s gonna be tomorrow and how much work your kid is, at the end of the day you know deep down he loves that he gets to put that big of a smile on her face when he lets her do his makeup and nails, when he joins her tea parties, when he allows her to defeat him in whatever game they’re playing, and when he goes along with whatever make believe world they’re pretending to be in, because his little girl’s happiness is his number one priority, and he knows soon enough she won’t be so little anymore and moments like those are ones she’s gonna remember forever

<3 anon

IM SOBBING!!!

He would def her win every time and that’s how much he loves her because we all know he’s competitive. It would be fun watching it all unfold tho jajaja can you imagine him calling his mom to ask for helpful tips with an energetic kid and she goes “good to know she’s just like you when you were a kid, now you get to see what I had to go through with your chaotic ass” you’re beside him listening to the conversation and you can’t help but to laugh because damn if she doesn’t have a point

#thots #mat barzal #baby fever train #<3 anon #this scenario is chef kiss perfect

[stray-tori]

i finished “an innocent sin” and now i’m angery >:T

for dohye and dohye only i decided to continue this dumpster fire of a manwha.

click here for the gay flashback commentary (i.e. the only reason I’m here at all)

.

The gay flashback manwha concluded. And some chapter previews have dohye (the black haired guy) on them... Do... Do i want to know. Do i want to do that to myself again. Do i want to see if they get any smidge of closure......

this manwha may have nothing else aside from gay flashback going for it, but the abuse trauma when it's not sexualized is something. As in, thinking one is disgusting for it and that others may not want to be with them because they’ve been in that situations (”used” / dirtied etc).

WAIT THAT WASNT EVEN DOHYE ON THE CHAPTER PREVIEW [it was Noah’s brother Amon TvT] betrayal

????

what is goING ON

idc anymore. im here for dohye only.

W H Y [does the sister want to have a baby with her step-brother]

“Then we’ll be a real family” ... FAIR I GUESS????

WHERE IS DOYHE PLS HE'S STILL KIDNAPPED AND IT JUST ISNT COMINg uP andddd theyre doing it EW

okay so. yknow how they had a lost brother show up. and he's helping them now, so basically they're doing the princess and the pauper thing. And now Noah gets to have sex with his gf (ugh), meanwhile Amon, the brother posing as him, is getting assaulted :) I mean it has some fucked up cutting back and forth energy but GOD WHY

its impressive that he isnt losing the wig in this situation, honestly

also noah is still in his disguise and the gf was like "why tho" and he's like "well i have to get used to my disguise" LIKE BRO YOU DONT EVEN SEE IT AND NOW YOUR GF IS BASICALLY LOOKING AT ANOTHER GUY. I mean I know why. it's for the audience, to look as if that guy was having this. I rly wish they'd tone down the presentation of the assaults i do not want to see this presented horny

DOHYEEEE 

oh

true he completely fell for Amon. so its not actually "i know what Noah looks like and it's not you", it's actually "i know what Amon looks like, and i know its you" sad life. ship food dead

I I AM ?????????????

I WILL THROW

IM ONLY HERE FOR HIM WHY'S HE DEAD NOW

YOU DONT SAY

WHAT. WHY. I MEAN I KNOW BC HE WAS ABOUT TO BLOW HIS COVER BUT BRUHHHH BRUHHHHH HOW DOES THIS MAKE ANY SENSE ?????????????????

he died as a desparate clingy man to the guy that looked like his first crush. he didnt get to clear anything up with Noah. he got nothing. I am impressed, honestly.

WAIT HE'S NOT DEAD

??? MAYBE IM CONFUSED

FOOOD

THIS BETTER NOT BE HIS DYING WORDS 

GODDAMN IT 

tragic until the end i guess. side couples are always such great angst food 

MANNN maybe the secretary is lying?? to manipulate HMM

ig im finishing this dumpster fire. maybe some ship crumbs will come up pff

OH MAN

THIS IS SHIP FOOD [he’s wearing a wig bc of the swap thing]

Okay so. the secretary told the sister that he died. but we didnt see it. and she also didnt tell her that they're disguising as each other even tho that got revealed through the incident. if she's hiding that, maybe the death is a lie, since we didnt actually see it??? im clinging to crumbs here

ROASTED

but also jesus, amon is on a killing spree

WOAH

not sure if they're playing a recording or he's hallucinating or whats happening bc dohye is clearly dead but. angst good

SHE HUNG HIS BROTHER (Amon) IN FRONT OF HIM.

"if you give your heart to someone, that's how they'll end up" WHAT THE FUCK

trauma WOO 

well this would be a great setup for DOHYE IF HE WASNT DEAD

TRUEEE... I FORGOT SHE KINDA DID LOOK LIKE HIS MOM BUT YOU DONT GOTTA COMMIT TO IT OH GOD WHY IS THIS SUCH A DUMPSTER FIRE

THE GOOD THING ABOTU THIS DEVELOPMENT IS THAT THEY'RE NOT FUCKING FOR ONCE which gives them the chance to actually be cute

but im still mad about Dohye >:(((

AMON LIVED???? WHAT

HOW

SIR

HOW DID YOU SURVIVE THAT

HOW DO YOU GET TO BE ALIvE BUT NOT DOHYE

lowkey hoping Dohye was just his weird look-alike from the sister’s clone arsenal or something. Dohye come back :((

WHY

WHY DOES HE ONLY GET A DREAM VISION

idc im not supernatural, this is Noah's mind and the person it thought of waking him up was Dohye >:T

i'm misinterpreting this out of SPITE

and they're fucking

sigh

No. stop. you're not cute. im angery about dohye >:(((

bonus is just pure porn, okay.

.

Still recommend the gay flashbacks and maybe part of the main story if you love yourself some tragic fucked up ships. I want a 2nd version of this manwha that’s just like,, “an innocent sin but every chapter not about dohye and noah is removed”...

I wish he could have seen him again.

Why did i get so invested in them, that wasn’t smart.

#an innocent sin #idk how to tag this at all #manwha #tori comments #tori has opinions #long post #tori talks

[ajokeformur-ray]

I watched Joker tonight and typed out my thoughts as they occurred to me. Unedited; typos are guaranteed. I did this a few months ago and really enjoyed looking back at my thought process and I wanted to do it again so that I can look back and know that what I feel is real and true in my darkest times.

You're welcome to skip this; it's under a cut for ease of doing so. Warnings for occasional sexual comment lmao. There’s no self shipping in this, I don’t think.

word count: 2, 575.

I’M SOBBING and I’ve only just pressed play.

Heart squeeze Chest much ow

THERE HE IS

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

Nooooo baby omg don’t pretend - let yourself hurt if it hurts. Don’t pretend. 

Carnival Carnival Carnivalllllllll 😍😍😍😍😍

I am a Simp for one clown and his name is Carnival

Someone help him, I????

That sign hit Arthur as hard as my love for him did ksksksk

MY EYES BE LEAKIN💔💔💔💔💔

bb nooooo

Oh honey let me kiss those bruises and replace the marks of violence with love, hm? You’re safe with me.

Breathe, my love. Don’t fight the laughter. Let it out, let yourself go. 

Screams into a pillow because????? much sad must kiss

“have you been keeping up with your journal?” LIKE HE HAS TIME

oHHHHH boi’s close to losing his shit

Do it, Artie. Give ‘em hell.

“I think I did” YOU TELL HER!!💖💖💖

I want to be his cigarette. Where’s Satan??? I got a new deal for my blackened soul which he took at half price😂😂😂😂

I’d have my hand between the door and his head so fuckin fast I swear

“I just don’t wanna feel so bad anymore” yep SAME

ohhhh peekaboo🥺🥺🥺

this makes me giggle ksksksk i watch this scene when i feel sad bc it always makes me happy for the time it’s on

he’s so good with kids; he doesn’t have to try and think about what’s funny, he just does it, he’s himself and it works

FUCK OFF LADY CAN’T YOU SEE HE’S STRUGGLING????

give

him

back

his

card

casually wrinkling my nose against tears lmao

ohhh the way he looks up at those stairs from the bottom

i can feel his exhaustion

me too, my love

step step step step

god i wanna get him the fuck outta gotham

and into my arms and a soft, warm blanket

“eat. you need to eat” LITERALLY WHAT I TELL MYSELF EVERY DAY IN HIS VOICE BC OTHERWISE I JUST WOULDNT EAT???? I’m losing so much weight asdfghjk its not enough tho

SUPAH RATS

Did Arthur come up w that joke or was it actually a Murray joke????

HIS VOICE IS SO SOFT IM CRY??🥺🥺🥺🥺

“I WAS PUT HERE TO SPREAD JOY AND LAUGHTER”

YOU DO BABY, YOU DO!!!! EVERY FUCKING DAY!!!!

go deepthroat a cactus randall - youre already a bit of a prick so🙃🙃🙃

“THE GUYS THINNK YOU’RE A FREAK BUT I LIKE YOU”

HOYT. YOU CAN GO SIT ON A CACTUS TOO

FUCK OFF

😡😡😡😡

“WHY WOULD ANYONE STEAL A SIGN”//”WHY DOES ANYONE DO ANYTIHNG?” HOYT YOU’RE SO FUCKING ILLOGICAL HERE IM????? ERIKA DOES NOT (ALSO WILL NOT LMAO IM A STUBBORN BIITCH) COMPUTE

Can arthur fuck me like he pounds the trash/????🥵🥵👀

those dark curls.... that crooked tooth... must kiss.🥺🥺🥺

pennys casual cruelty makes me so fucking angry

foreshadowingggggg ~  *JAZZ HANDS*

ugh the way he dances with that gun im👀🥵🥵🥵

he enjoys the power of it and his breathing gets deeper asdfghjk

clumsy baby omggggg i just COOED 🥺🥺🥺🥺

okay maybe im stupid but i genuinely dont understand this “senior who needs to graduate” skit i’m??? how is being an intro to western civ student funny im???? someone explain???

but also dont bc fuck that guy lmao arthur’s hilarious

true millenial humour (and brit humour lmao we’re dark asf)

THE WAY ARTIE TWIRLS HIS FINGERS AROUND HIS HAIR AND DANCES IN HIS SEAT IM???🥺🥺🥺

wanna curl up on his lap at night when hes writing and go to sleep with a 

blanket around our bodies🥺🥺🥺🥺

when arthur wears a shirt at home you KNOW it’s a daydream

THAT CROOKED TOOTH IM WANT KISS.

WAIT IS IT CALLED STAND UP COMEDY BC YOU STAND UP... AND ITS COMEDY???

23 FUCKING YEARS, PEOPLE... TO REALISE THAT🙄

WHEN CARNIVAL CAME ON SCREEN I NTHE HOSPITAL I MADE A PORNOGRAPHIC NOISE LMAO I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

IF YOURE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT, SHOOT MURRAY

WOOPS WRONG LYRICS

😂

“doctor of laughter”🥺🥺🥺🥺

doctor i have a case of the Big Sad can you... do an exam? 😉😏

NO BB DONT BEAT YOUR HEAD UP THERES PRECIOUS CARGO IN THERE

in what world does chucking cold greasy chips in a girls hair being “nice”???

lmao fuck these guys

ohhh honey breathe. dont fight it, my love, just breathe.

my heart’s breaking for you, you sweet thing🥺🥺🥺

i love you so so so so so so so much ugh you’re an actual fucking angel

just breathe darling

i need to get you a cup of tea with honey in it, your throat must be so sore

ohhhh baby im so sorry

i’d take every single punch if i could

i’d die for you

i wish i could protect you

i wish i could look after you

and take all those hits

and kill those guys for you

im so sorry

sobbingggg

YES GOOD MAN THANK YOUUU

KILL THOSE ASSHOLES LMAO DESERVED IT

yeah i have a grey morality... im similar to deadpool in that way tbh

carnival comin’ to kill your insecurities

8 bullets in a 6 chamber???? mm-hm

DONT FORGET YOUR BAG THATS EVIDENCE

AND THE WIG

RUN BABY RUNNNNNNN

GO GO GO GOOOOOOOOOOOO

RUN LIKE THE WIND BULLSEYE

THE SOUND OF HIS FEET SLAPPING THE PAVEMENT IM👀

OOOOOH JOKER’S WAKIN’ UUUUUUP

fuck he’s so hypnotic

the way he runs his hand down his lower stomach asdfghj🥵

must kiss the inner tendons on his wrists and lick the blood off his face 

must kiss

he moves like water

fuck hes so fluid

bathroom scene = the scene in which my heart and vagina clench at the same time

im WANT

T POSEEEEEEEE

“i still owe you for that, dont i?”

PUNCH OUT IS MY FAVOURITE THING E  V  E  R

D O N T S M I LE

UGH I FUCKING HATE being told to smile if i don’t fucking want to so BIG mood

PLEASE SHUSH ME THE WAY YOU JUST SHUSHED PENNY IM???

but also dont lmao bc i’ll think you’re mad at me and i’ll hide in the bedroom for the rest of the day lmao i’m sensitive✨✨✨

i wanna sit on his lap and still his bouncing knees

“thats not funny”

fuck off penny yes it is

I JUST CHOKED ON MY COFFEE IM???

“but i do” god the  P O W E R

ugh that fucking sexist piece of shit comedian can choke “women look at sex like buying a car” 🤢🤮🤢🤢🤮

chauvinistic pigs can die thanks

his lil trip upstage im cry🥺🥺🥺

ohhh baby. just breathe, darling. it’s okay to be scared. dont fight it. just breathe. 

he and i both cover our mouths when we laugh/smile in the exact same way and it makes me feel closer to him

how can they think hes laughing at himself when hes literally gagging????

people only see what they wanna

the Penny imitation is👌👌👌

s m i l e

i remember when i came home from seeing this for the first time, i got home and dropped to my knees to cry in the bathroom. it was such an emotional release and so much love and i played smile to try to make myself smile but i only made myself cry harder lmaooooo ~ 

smile and thats life are my go-to songs if i gotta cheer tf up

danger sign = neither works

he looks so soft after his “date”🥺🥺🥺

“thats life” yeah but murray you dont even leave the studio so how do you know????

ngl arthur’s anger scares me.

anyone so much as raise their voice at me and i’ll cry really bad and i will shut myself away for the rest of the day and quiet anger terrifies me so his banging abt in the kitchen would freak me tf out😲

angry bb😭

he controls his anger so fast though omgggg ~ 

that soft please sends me

idk where it sends me lmao

down below probably

BARE FACED CARNIVAL OMG THIS SCENE IS SO CUTE

I LOVE THE MATCHING COLOURS ON ARTHUR AND BRUCE TOO ???

okay but the implication that arthur always carries a clown nose on him is🥺🥺🥺

hes such a good clown im?????

lmao im enjoying the show more than bruce is skskskk

arthur’s lil chuckle makes me🥺

his HUMMING im??? soft?????

his brows are so strong and dark omggg ~ he’s so beautiful

OKAY i’ll be honest i’ve seen this alfred/bruce scene and the thomas bathroom scene later on and the penny flashback scene a 100 times and i still dont fucking understand what did or didnt happen regarding arthur’s parentage im????

 ive seen interpretations to say he is thomas’ son and some to say he isnt and i still cant decide so? im stupid i guess 🙃

“a clown thing?” the  s a s s

“it’s exit only” yeah so’s my ass🙃

if i was there in the hospital room i woulda turned that tv off as soon as i realised what clip was gonna play

murray’s cruelty is d i s g u s t i n g

lmao hes an asshole

arthurs lil clap from joyyyyy ~ 🥺🥺🥺

did i say murray???

i meant  m u r r a t

🙃🙃🙃

sneaky baby

wayne hall either has super bad security or arthurs v quick on his feet

🤔🤔🤔🤔

he looks so good in red omggg ~ 

f o r e s h a d o w i n g

arthurs smile when hes watching chaplin is how he smiles when we all gush to each other abt him and ourselves!!!

hes so cuuuuuute🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰

“told me what” 

ohhhh honey🥺🥺 im so sorry. “crazy” is a trigger word for arthur; it made him start laughing in the bathroom with thomas

“touch my son again ill fucking kill you” yeah?? touch my arthur again and i’ll fucking kill you🙃🙃🙃🙃

^^^ that ones a joke do not come at me

the clerk in arkham was nice to arthur - he, gary and sophie are the good gothamites.

none of it was enough to stop his descent into joker, though, and i’d even say it was too late right at the beginning of the film, too... 

his sock puppet thingy “they cut all those” is such a Joker thing to doooo ~ 

the way arthur’s laughing in the hall at arkham turns into sobbing is gut-wrenching omg the poor thing😭

i wanna hug him and protect him and help him to process this in a healthy way

sweetheart, if i could take all of your pain and put it onto me... i so would. i’d do it in a heartbeat.

i wanna get you into a hot shower, make you some food and sit and listen to you. we can either sit in silence or you can talk to me, my love, and you will be heard and understood and loved.

“i had a bad day”

IT’S OKAY I DIDNT NEED MY HEART ANYWAY OMG YOU POOR SWEET INNOCENT THING IM LOVE YOU🥺💔

THAT ENTIRE LATE NIGHT SCENE LAUGH/SOBBING GOT ME -

💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

i just wanna hold you and protect you and help you and love you

I’m so fucking sorry, darling. i wish i could take it all away from you

“i havent been happy one minute of my entire fucking life”

NO ONE SHOULD LOOK THAT ANGELIC AFTER COMMITING MATRICIDE IM????

get

that

fucking

gun

away

from

your

face

boi dont test me ill fucking go feral or - no, tell you what, i’ll point the gun at me and see how you like it

im looking respectfully at the green speckled undies scene....👀👀👀

“coming” 😏😏😏

“my mum died im celebrating” and “i stopped taking my medication” and you STILL stayed in the apartment with Arthur????? dudes those are 🚨🚨🚨 signs

woe betide anyone who underestimates arthur fleck lmaoooo

randalls death scene makes me laugh every time omg i feel so vindictive

get WRECKED

i wanna lick the blood off his face. i really want to

ngl i think i have a blood kink... 

“dont look just go” ME WITH MY ACNE WHEN I SEE IT IN THE MIRROR 😂😂😂😂

JOKERJOKERJOKERJOKER 

ASDFGHJKL

J

O

K

E

R

ERIKA.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING

JOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERRRRRR

😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 MY BABY MY MAN OMG THERE HE IS IM CRY???????😭🥺😭🥺😭🥺

my mind is literally blank rn im just staring and crying and smiling so hard my face hurts????? im love him so so so so much

sweet thing’s so used to pain he gets HIT BY A CAR AND KEEPS GOING????

I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU

hghhhhhhhhhhhhhh

euirrrrrrgkjbgkfbirsghigrbugr

*incoherent keyboardsmash to portray utter love*

ohhh baby no dont cry. oh honey😭 i wanna sit on your lap and kiss your tears away

“i love dr sally”

you have a WIFE at home

“DO YOU REMEMBER?” THAT WAS YOUR CUE TO APOLOGISE LMAO GET FUCKED MURRAT

he’s so CUTE

omgggg ~ 

my hearts gonna give out its SQUEEZING SO HARD IT HURTS

YOU MOCK THEM, BABY!!! THEY GOT IT COMING

“i wanna get it right” hes so passionate

my comments have deceased in number bc im just too starstruck and in love to even think clearly lmao

jokers all i know rn and this is the most peaceful ive felt in WEEKS

im sobbing

ugh fuck this hurts so BAD

youre speaking the truth, darling. im so so proud of you and i love you so much

“THEY COULDNT CARRY A TUNE TO SAVE THEIR LIVES” LMAO INSIDE JOKESSS

literally sobbing right now ugh what the fuck youre in so much pain and in the middle of a breakdown and no one saw you

ugh baby im so sorry, you deserve so much better

you tried so hard and you were gonna fall no matter what

IN THE WHITE ROOM

“hi” baby they cant hear you but im COOING 🥺🥺🥺🥺

you’re so fucking cute

say the word and ill burn gotham to the fucking ground for you

i wanna sit atop that car and cradle your head in my lap and wipe the blood off your face and help you stand up and be there for you and and and😭😭😭😭😭😭 i love you so so so much. 

i’d be so much worse off without you in my life. you brought a splash of colour which has never dimmed or faded. it never will. 

b l o o d    s m i l e

=

im wearing my inside on the outside now and it still hurts

angel💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

i see you and your pain. i love you.

i see you, angel. 

his genuine laughter is🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

that cute lil “ksksks” he does im🥺🥺🥺

i always laugh with him omg the two of us are laughing together ugh its the closest i will ever get to sharing in his joy

 t h a t ‘s    l i f e

i love the hallway daaaaaaaaaaaaaance ~ 

them hips dont lie😉😉😉

i love you i love you i love you i love you omg the sun’s like a halo ugh i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you im singing along to thats life while i type out how much i love you at 220am lmaooooo ~ 

i   l o v e    y o u

#erileck #<- ref tag #arthur fleck #joker 2019 #erika talks

[artificialqueens]

Cause Though the Truth May Vary, This Ship Will Carry (Gigi/Nicky) - Campvanjie

AN: Based on the prompt: “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” - “Well, you shouldn’t be saying it then.” A slight AU Gigi/Nicky, little bit of unrequited crushing and a lot of fate, originally posted to my old AO3 account on May 24th, 2020. Edited as well to add non-binary pronouns for Gigi out of drag, as the original used male pronouns. Don’t worry, I’m the original author and only want all of my stories collected under one pen name.

Summary: Nicky and Gigi strike up a friendship online, but just can’t meet until the time’s exactly right.

CW: slight mentions of homophobia.

The sun’s almost setting on an August day when Gigi flicks through the games in their library, bored of sniping enemies from rooftops, set on finding something else that has a competitive mode, kicking underneath the bed to find their headset. It would probably be best to at least try to talk to other people, and maybe even count up all the times people call each other gay without even realizing they’re talking to someone, who’s made sixteen dollars an hour dressing up as a girl and working at the rock climbing wall for all of high school.

There’s gay, and then there’s Gigi Goode; with a closet hanging full of custom couture, not that they’d ever admit to their mom that her work isn’t the worst.

There’s only one player in the team’s group chat, as Gigi adjusts their headset so they can talk into the mic.

“Hello?”

“Hey.”

“Hi!”, laughs the voice in his headphones; crackling as Gigi shoots and blows apart a box in the game’s lobby. There’s an accent there he can’t quite place, not that it matters so much, since the guy on the other end easily guides him through the map and even cracks a couple of jokes as one of the other team’s players is booted off a cliff. Maybe he’s Spanish, or Russian, since there are lot of Russian people on the server at this time of almost- night.  

They queue for another round, his player’s character stopping next to a poster of one of the girls in the game.

“I like her, do you?”, he asks, and Gigi cringes a little. Straight guys were fucking exhausting, but this was just embarrassing-

“Like, this coat, with the belt like this, makes her waist look like she is a wasp. The insect, not the white people.”, he keeps talking, and Gigi’s eyes widen a little.

“Yeah, I’d buy those boots.”, they joke, hoping that whoever it is, will take it in stride, and he won’t have to listen to someone who’d been cool for the past half an hour, suddenly start losing their mind over how gay that was to say out loud.

“The boots? I want this hair- I want just Mortal Kombat hair but like this color, and maybe instead of a gun I want the scepter, like Sailor Jupiter. You’ve seen that, yes?”

Gigi blinks a couple of times. He’s serious?

“Like, of course. Yeah.”

“She’s a Mugler bitch. Hm, aren’t you?”, the voice teases on the other end; kicking at one of the boxes in the game.

Gigi is silent, as their queue timer runs out, and their team join another game which is already active when they’re dropped in.

“It’s the Hermes winter collection.”

“What?”

“That jacket is a dupe from the Hermes winter collection. You said Mugler-”, Gigi repeats, blasting through a wall in the game.

“Oh- oh you’re saying- this past winter! Of course! Maybe someone on the design team is also a fan?”

“Maybe.”

The two of them finish the round, and Gigi eagerly hits yes; when a little box pops up to add TheNickyDoll to their friends list.

(Gigi adds him back on Discord, too- because they’re probably not taking the Xbox to college, and then, they can send pictures right away.

He’s not a serial killer, and he’s cute.

Gigi can’t help but wonder if Nicky thinks the same of them.)

They slowly knit together in between Gigi’s first semester, and when Nicky moves into a new apartment in the eleventh arrondissement in Paris, and pops a bottle of champagne against his camera on his phone, propped up in his new kitchen. He plays with the zipper on his hoodie, and Gigi still can’t help but be surprised with how simple his wardrobe is.

Gigi spends hours carefully curating their wardrobe, though they supposed in Europe, there were just better pickings.

“Don’t you have friends?”, Gigi jokes, shirtless against the white brick walls of their dorm.

“Everyone will be over later, but I just wanted to do a toast for your timezone. It will be like three am for you when everyone else gets off work.”

“So this is a private party? Well… okay let me get my card.”

“Seriously? Not that kind of party!”

“Didn’t say it was. Congratulations, by the way. I got you something! Well like, I found it, and it’s so you-“

Gigi flicks the camera to face forwards, swinging to a painting hanging in the closet.

“Aw, well you didn’t have to- what the fuck is that?”

“Putin! I painted him in like the eighth grade. My mom was dropping off some stuff last weekend and I can mail him-“

Nicky’s eyebrows shoot up, pots and pans clattering on the other end of the line.

“Bitch, I am trying to not be the victim of a hate crime.”

Gigi laughs a little bit, flipping the camera back to focus on their face.

“I never asked, what do you even do?”

“What?”

“Like you- you have a job right? What’s your job?”

“Ah, I’m working, well I worked at a makeup store, but now I have some contracts, and maybe, you know- this neighborhood is where all the bars and the clubs are. If there’s no work on the runways maybe some will be looking for new girls.”

Gigi’s cheeks run hot for a moment.

“Wait, you- you’re a girl?”, they ask weakly, hoping it won’t absolutely ruin their entire… whatever it is, when you’d rather have a private housewarming alone in bed, than pretend to enjoy the beers that are flowing through the rest of the hall downstairs.

“Only when I’m being paid. Do you know- well, you have to in America you have RuPaul’s show- it’s like that-“

“You do drag? Wait, really?”

“Shhhh.”, he stops them, pressing a finger between his lips. “It’s like, I haven’t got any bookings yet but some of the clubs are interested- some of the parties, too. I can be a bottle girl.”

Gigi simply blinks repeatedly in the screen.

“What- is that too gay? I thought we were both pretty gay.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Hey-“, Gigi keeps the camera on their face, their eyes flicking up towards the naked mannequin resting against the closet door. Most of Gigi’s things were still at home, but there was a black feathered swimsuit they’d been working on- if they took out the waist just a bit-

“What’s your favorite color?”

“Wow, we are getting deep in, Dr Phil.”

“Seriously, what is it?”

“I’m feeling pink recently. Usually just- something simple. Blue. Black. It’s soothing.”

“Black is not a color.”  

“Then it’s my favorite not-color.” Nicky pours from the bottle into a flute on her counter. “Get something to drink, come on.”

“Uh-“

“Doesn’t matter what. Come on!”

Gigi reaches for Red Bull, yesterday’s alcohol mixed into it, tangy and stale in the metal can.

“Okay.”

“Pace a Salute!”, Nicky cheers, and they clink their drinks against the camera.

-

Two months later, there’s a wrapped package on his stoop, covered in foreign postage, wet at the edges like it’s been through- what Americans would call the ringer, the labels so scratched over he can barely make out the return address, when he cuts the cardboard open on his kitchen counter.

If this was that stupid Putin painting, he was deleting Gigi from his entire life-

Inside, is fabric folded in paper, a little cloth ribbon tied around where a card is tucked in.

“I dont know what your actual skin tone is because you need better lights but merry Christmas if it doesn’t fit or doesn’t match sell it on eBay and get better lights”,

Gigi has written, in neat, large letters.

Nicky carefully unfurls the rest of it, and there’s a blue and pink bodysuit inside, accented with green and yellow panels that glitter like the facets of a diamond, and a yellow jacket, the bottom cut off just below the ribs, hemmed in thick stitches so the fabric won’t roll up.

Had Gigi gone and had this made? Or was it off the rack?, he wondered, digging for price tags and labels in the fabric.

Nothing.

Shit.

He fires off a message to Gigi, who is still showing as offline, given it’s probably six in the morning where he is.

14:17

-

How much is this “gift” you got me? Wtf…

FaceTime me later.

There’s predictably no response, and that night; he paints carefully in the mirror in his bedroom, laying out the little black dress he had chosen for the performance on his bed.

At the very last minute though, it’s that little suit from Gigi that wins out, nude panels sliding over his tights as he shimmies in front of the mirror.

It’s not perfect, but it all looks very nice.

When later comes, Gigi is wearing a red wig with blonde streaks that she runs her long fingers through, winking at the camera.

“My mom’s actually a professional seamstress. It didn’t cost anything, babe.”, she says with a little shrug, a tight yellow dress barely moving around his shoulders. There’s always a party here; and Gigi can’t imagine hating it more, the little college town bigger than he was used to, and yet still- too small for what she really wanted.

“If you want other stuff, I’ll send it. There’s lots of stuff that I don’t really wear anymore and we kind of have the same style. It’s not like anyone can say anything, then they’d have to admit they’ve seen me out in public. Or I could even make you something, I’m bored all the time.”

“Why are you doing this?”, Nicky asks.

“I dunno. It’s not like you’re my competition. You’re my friend.”

19:41

-

Anyway, I’m dropping out of school, getting a nose job and moving out to LA.

Gigi types out on their phone, underneath the table at their family’s annual thanksgiving dinner.

19:41

-

Maybe not all at once.

Nicky’s reply comes lightning fast- making Gigi grin.

“Are you seriously getting nudes right now?”, one of their brothers asks, and their mother glares at the both of them over the table.

“I’m getting some new sketches from my atlier in Paris.”, they seethe, glancing back down at the floor. Nicky’s been trying to teach him French, like it’s something that occupies them so that Gigi doesn’t implode; in between sending him links to his favorite shows to watch, and YouTube links to makeup tutorials.

(He still hasn’t figured out if Nicky means it; or if he’s trying to be shady, and just doesn’t know how.)

“Atlier is where you get the clothes made, dumbass. Mom’s sewing room isn’t Paris.”

“Shut up!”

“All of you just stop-”

19:43

-

It’s a hard time in life in general.

Try not to listen so much to those voices in your head.

Nicky’s text pops up with a loud, mechanical pinging noise, three dots still hovering under the message as Gigi forces looks up from the screen and glowers across the table as they reach for more baby carrots.

19:43

-

Make mistakes, but not too many, haha. You’ll figure it out.

If it makes you feel a little bit better, I’m moving to San Fran

19:43

-

What? For real?

Gigi’s nails frantically tap over the screen.

19:45

-

Yes! I bought a ticket.

And my husband called an immigration lawyer, we’re going to get my green card situation set.

“Lawyer-”, Gigi gasps; and their entire family pauses, glancing over the table at them.

“Jesus Christ. You did it, didn’t you? You got arrested your first semester, and you weren’t even gonna tell us-”

“You weren’t supposed to hear that.”, they snap, flipping the bird at their oldest brother.

“Well, you shouldn’t be saying it then.”

Their whole table erupts in a discussion Gigi can’t pay any attention to.

19:50

-

Cool.

That means I get to see you soon.

It’s gonna be great.

They taps ou, and close the app with a smile.

-

They hadn’t known if Nicky even had a boyfriend, not that it mattered; until it did.

Apparently; he had been married, for almost the whole time they had known each other- a blow Gigi hadn’t quite expected, to leave them as breathless as landing in Los Angeles; the shock not setting in, not in full, anyway- until they are standing in a new apartment, looking down at a menu of instructions on how to set up the wifi in the unit, fingers hovering over everyone in contacts.

They can’t call their mom; not this soon, and their brothers would tell her, and the whole plan would crumble; just like everything had with Nicky; whose calls Gigi had declined for the past solid month; the nights they had spent with their phones propped up behind desks and dressing room mirrors fading into something beyond memory; that they refused to think about any more than they had to, the messages asking if they’re alright answered in curt, short replies.

How could they have been so stupid, thinking that they were talking-talking, teasing that Nicky and they were friends; when Gigi didn’t even know what his real name was.

(Unless it was Nicky?)

Shit.

Gigi waits for their phone to load into the app, and refreshes the friends list a couple of times, until they can see Nicky’s icon at the top, the side of the circle cut through with a little green dot, and taps twice to start a call.

“Hi?”

Nicky’s greeting floats in the air, between a breath and utter silence before Gigi swallows their pride, pressing the phone to the side of their face.

“What do you know about connecting a router to a tower if I live on the…um third floor?”

The line crackles, but soon there’s a tiny, familiar chuckle. “First of all, that is not how you do any of that-”

They talk a little more, every day; in between, Nicky moves to New York and Gigi cuts a tape that they put in the mail with a wink. They’re due for a visit home soon, and carefully proposes- maybe it’s time they meet Nicky. New York isn’t far at all, and a layover would make for a cheaper flight, anyway.

-

Their plans stack up in hours of calls; and Gigi think they’re almost back to normal. Until, three days before the flight is supposed to leave, there’s a call they had forgotten to wait for, and their fingers hover over the message box below Nicky’s name, vibrating with anxiety and excitement all at once.

09:22

-

Hey. I had a family thing come up.

Gigi types, and then erases the text, steeling themselves as they taps out another one that makes a little more sense, and doesn’t seem like such a lie.

09:30

-

I’m so so so so sorry about this

I had some things come up and my trip fell through.

They send this instead, surprised to see Nicky start typing back immediately.

09:35

-

You’re not going to believe this

I have some work things that started recently and so it would have been really shitty to have a guest over now.

09:35

-

No way!

09:37

-

Yeah. :(( But we’re gonna hang out someday, I swear!

09:37

-

Dont worry! You’re definitely gonna see me.

Real real real soon!

-

“-Where do I go?”, Gigi asks, pulling at the bottom hem of the ornate jacket she wore, fiddling with the gold telescope in her hands. The lights behind the set burned brightly, making the thicker bottoms of the outfit feel much warmer than he had remembered them being.

“Go to that green square on the ground, and wait there, when you see the little arrow light up, you can enter the Werk Room and then we’ll have you stop inside, get your opening line, and let you see the other girls.”

“Okay.”

He does as he’s told, prancing in and kicking his boots in front of him as the lights move to capture Gigi’s entrance, his head only snapping to the side when given the signal, so he can see the others who are already crowded around the pink tables he’s only dreamed of seeing for so long.

“Holy Shit…Nicky?!”

In reality; Gigi can see far more of the detail of Nicky’s face; of her eyebrows and carefully painted cheeks and lashes, of all the effort that they had only really talked about, his eternal summer tan and the long fringe of black hair that he’s always nudging across his forehead, or slicked against a beanie, gone behind a platinum blonde veneer that’s so much brighter than Gigi has ever seen. She’s thinner, and taller, careful breaths underneath sequinned shoulder pads, knees knocking together as she gasps.

“Gigi!”

Widow and Crystal glance at each other over the pink table.

“Hold up, you guys know each other?”

In the flesh; Gigi is impossibly small, the sharp angles of her face, and the dark brown hair that sticks up in angles which Nicky traces against the white of his pillows in his bedroom on the screen of his phone in the morning, taped underneath a gold-tipped pirate hat, and lush, wavy curls. She looks like a model on the runways where Nicky used to work; so close to him that he can feel Gigi’s breath on the back of his hand, as he tightens his grip around the epaulets on her shoulder.

“Gigi Goode.”, she repeats, and Gigi giggles a little at that.

“The Nicky Doll.”, she laughs, and her voice sounds so much more solid, than it ever has over every crossed wire.

Gigi’s hand swings, squeezing Nicky’s tightly as they swing around the table; like the others who are there don’t matter at all. She rests her head on Nicky’s padded shoulder, cocking it just slightly, waiting there, as Crystal’s eyes flash at the scene before them.

“…and may the best woman win.”, Gigi whispers, only for Nicky to hear.

#rpdr fanfiction #nicky doll #gigi goode #gigi x nicky #pre-ship #fluff #online friends au #s12 #on set fic #queen au #campvanjie #concrit welcome

[inyoursheets]

What color is your hair?

you’d think this is an easy question but people have debated my hair color? id say blonde, but ive had one friend laugh at me for thinking so. she insists on brunette. some pics have let people to assume ginger or strawberry blonde, whatever that means. i dont even know anymore. definitely not as reddish OR as blonde as most of beth’s wigs

ty ty! anonymously (or not) ask me any question you’d like to know about me

#damn my friend was right i think i might be a brunette #idk ive always compared the color of my hair to my sisters bc one always had darker hair and one lighter #while the darker-haired one is a brunette no doubt (w faint red glow in some light) and the other is deffo a blonde #compared to those two id still say blonde? #bc im in between them in terms of shade. and height. and age. wait a minute... #i think im onto something #idk what tho #im not good at hair color spotting in case you cant tell #ask games #ask #anonymous