#i kinda cheated with the top middle one but he looked so good ;;;

[turtleblogatlast]

Leo frowns at his phone.

Or more specifically, at the test on his phone.

Around him, he hears the sound of his brothers tapping their own devices, much faster than he is. Looking up just makes Leo feel worse about his own progress - or lack-thereof.

Mikey’s the fastest, speeding through the test like nobody’s business. He’d been the one to make them all do this stupid test in the first place, so it makes sense that he’s having a blast.

Raph’s slower than Mikey is, but he’s still clearly answering the questions at a steady pace. Sometimes he looks unsure, but he powers through anyway.

Donnie often looks frustrated, which relieves Leo somewhat because at least someone is struggling like him. But that “struggle” isn’t nearly as big as his own, considering that Donnie is answering about as fast as Raph is.

Leo turns his gaze back down to his own test. He’s still near the beginning, he thinks.

He’d put the same answer for the past seven questions - the middle of the road answer, neither a “yes” or a “no.” Then, whenever he does come across one that is more one direction than the other, he second guesses himself and restarts the test!

Sure, there are a few he could definitely give a yes or a no to, but…never the “strongly agree” or “strongly disagree” that the test seemed to want from him.

He eyes his twin sitting nearby, the softshell absorbed in the test. Maybe Leo should copy what Donnie put for some of these…

“DONE!” Mikey’s shout makes Leo freeze in place just as he started to lean over.

“What?” Donnie squawks, “No way you’re already finished, you must’ve been cheating!”

“It’s a personality test, Dee!” Mikey stuck his tongue out, “You can’t cheat at those!”

…

Leo settles back into his seat.

Ignoring Donnie’s mutterings about how it was “just because it’s not an academic test” that he didn’t finish first, Raph smiles encouragingly at Mikey.

“Hey, good job! So what’d you get, Mike?”

Mikey looks back down at his test, reading aloud, “Says that I got the “Campaigner”!”

“What’s that mean?” Leo asks, his phone screen going dark.

“Apparently, I’m an “enthusiastic, creative, and sociable free-spirit”.” Mikey reads, smiling at them, “You think it fits?”

“Oh, to a T, bro!” Leo laughs, giving Mikey a thumbs up, making Mikey’s smile grow larger.

Inside, Leo was feeling a lot more mixed about this. He has no idea how Mikey knew himself so well. Maybe Donnie was right and Mikey did cheat, because how could he answer those questions so easily?

Leo’s phone burns in his hand. He keeps it locked.

“Wow, that really is you.” Raph says, his eyes flitting back and forth between his own test and Mikey, “Do you think it fits?”

“I guess? It’s fun to see at least!” Mikey shrugs with a grin.

“Hold on, I think…” Raph makes a noise of satisfaction, “Okay, done!”

“Sigh, now I’m relegated to the straggler group.” Donnie grumbles, his thumbs moving faster as he tries rushing through the questions.

“Ooh, what’d you get Raph?” Mikey asks, practically bouncing in curiosity.

“Says, uh…I got something called the “Consul”?” He squints his eyes to read more, “Uh, “caring, social, and community-minded.””

“Sounds about right to me.” Leo nods. Can’t be more “community-minded” than being a hero.

“Yeah, no one’s more caring than you, Raphie!” Mikey says, moving to lean across Raph’s shell.

“You do put the community in mind, that’s for sure.” Donnie states, not looking up.

Raph chuckles, a bit embarrassed, “Aw, thanks. It’s just some test, but it feels kinda good to hear that.”

Just a test. Right.

Leo unlocks his screen.

The test stares back at him.

Right. Okay. He can do this. He can.

The screen ends up going dark again.

Frustration builds up in Leo. Was he even halfway done with the test? At this rate, soon even Donnie will-

“FINISHED.”

Leo unlocks his phone.

“What’d you get, DonTon?” Leo asks as his thumb taps the top right of the screen.

Donnie puffs up proudly, a self sure grin on his face, “I got the result “Logician” which states that I, obviously, am an “innovative inventor with a thirst for knowledge.” Truly could not have described me better, if I do say so myself.”

“It is pretty accurate.” Raph agrees with a nod, “Even calls you an inventor, so extra accurate.”

“Super accurate.” Mikey jumps in, eyes shining.

“Yes, yes, almost like reading my own character synopsis.” Donnie’s grin had not dwindled since the word “innovative” had left his mouth.

Leo just nods along, eyes on his own screen as he skims the words. “Yeah, kinda creepy how close it got. Could have called you a nerd for extra accuracy, though.”

Donnie turns to him, eyes narrowing, “Have you even finished your test? I can think of a few words that’d describe you fairly well.”

“Test-y, huh?”

Before Donnie can strangle Leo, Raph cuts in.

“Ok, ok, calm it down, guys.” He rolls his eyes before turning to Leo. “But really, you’re not done yet?”

“Leo’s taking this self reflection seriously.” Mikey sports a faux intellectual expression as he gives a jokingly serious nod. “Maybe we all should’ve taken our time.”

“Says the one who sped through the whole thing in a record time.” Donnie mutters.

Leo waves them all off, “Nah, I finished it ages ago.”

He grins when Donnie immediately shoots him a suspicious glare. “Oh, you did, did you? Then what could you have possibly gotten, Nardo?”

“I’m glad you asked!” Leo clears his throat, “Neon Leon just so happens to be an “Entertainer.””

“Ah. That confirms it. This test is meaningless.” Donnie drones.

“Hey-“

“What’s an Entertainer like?” Mikey asks with a tilt of his head, still hanging off of Raph’s shell.

“Glad you asked, Miguel!” Leo exclaims, “It says that “life is never boring” around yours truly~”

He emphasizes this “result” of his by waving his phone with said “result” on screen.

It’s just an image he found of his chosen personality result, but they don’t need to know that.

Raph nods slowly, “Well, I guess that’s true…”

“”Never boring” is one way to put it.” Donnie hums.

“You are pretty fun, Leo!” Mikey says emphatically, because he’s great like that.

“Thank you, thank you, life of the party, right here.” Leo grins, pointing both thumbs at himself.

He’s careful not to go too overboard with it, or else it might tip someone off.

Not that it…really matters. It’s just a test. Like Raph said.

As the topic around him shifts to something else, jumping away from this brief activity as fast as any other among them, Leo finds himself unlocking his phone and pulling up the test again.

Unanswered questions stare at him. He knows what answers Lou Jitsu would pick. He knows what answers Jupiter Jim would pick. Hell, he knows exactly what answers his brothers would pick.

He doesn’t know what answers Leonardo would pick.

Leo stares at the test for a second longer, before he exits the site and throws himself into the conversation happening around him.

It’s just a stupid test, nothing to worry about.

Just a test…

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rottmnt headcanons #rise leo #could not ignore this idea that hit my brain haha #if you disagree with me on what personality types I gave the boys that’s fine tbh #picked mbti since it was the first one I thought of but again it like most of these tests isn’t super worth putting stock into #these tests are kinda dumb anyway but they’re fun to take #for some #anyway I love thinking about Leo struggling with his sense of identity #and in turn struggling with what is a persona and what is HIM #how much is a mask how much is built from taking traits from others how much is real how much is fake #even he doesn’t know #protagonist is probably a good choice for leo but I’m also tied to him secretly being the introverted type as well so #bit more of an ambivert maybe #he’s got aspects of a lot of them hence the difficulty answering questions #well most of his difficulty comes from an uncertainty of who he really is #again what is him and what is his mask #or masks #what even is his true self if his self is someone he’s never bothered to meet #a lot of the little details of his personality - the parts of him that we see peek out throughout the series and often on his own - #- they align with personality types that you would never think of when looking at him and his masks at face value #that’s not to say it’s all masks - he’s a goofy guy at his core - but he’s more than he lets on and we’re made privy to that in subtle ways #though fr protagonist is prob Leo’s most likely result

[sturncrazy]

SPLASH

Matt Sturniolo x y/n (fem)

warnings: SMUT nsfw 18+(um lang, y/n receiving, unprotected, cream pie —assume ur on bc—-semi public/sneaky, nothing too crazy)

authors note: AW ITS KINDA CUTE GUYS. here’s the other matty poo idea i had since y’all seem to eat him up always hehe.

summary: you join some of your friends on a trip to get over a breakup and end up having a heart to heart talk during a late night swim with matt….but talkings not all you end up doing…

word count: 3,431w

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“hey y/n get your suit on! we’re gonna swim!” nick said, peering in through your half opened door.

“mkay” you nodded back, forcing a smile. it’d been a split second decision to force yourself to join your friends on this trip. Nick had suggested you come to try and get your mind off of things. you and your boyfriend had broken up only 2 weeks ago, after you found him cheating on you. it’d been a long time coming and had almost never been a good relationship, but a breakup is a breakup and you were still reeling from it. you pulled out a stringy bikini, then threw an oversized t shirt on top. the house you were staying at was large and out in the middle of nowhere. the pool was a significant distance behind the house which gave it a cool secluded feel during the day, but at night the walk alone was a little eerie. you fears washed away though as you got close enough to see your friends splashing around and their laughter became audible, only lit by the purple pools lights. it brought a smile to your face and you felt genuinely happy for the first time in a while. you and your friends hung around together for a couple hours, getting late into the night when chris decided he was hungry and needed a snack. the nearest convenience store was about 20 minutes away and would be closing soon so chris and the 3 of others decided to do a junk food run, leaving just you and matt. matt had been your friend since 7th grade, but the two of you hadn’t gotten to hang out as much in the last year cause he made your ex so nervous. he was always convinced you had feelings for matt. at one point he might’ve not been wrong, but you’d never tell a soul that.

“ok last chance guys! you want anything?” nick shouted as the others ran back towards the house.

“skittles!” said matt

“oo can you get me some twizzlers?”

“yup!” nick said running off

“think he listened?” matt said wading through the water to the edge where you were sitting, dangling your feet in.

“oh definitely not” you laughed

“you should come in the water! it’s really warm”

“but then when i get back out i’ll be cold” the outside air had dropped enough to feel the slightest of chill of fall.

“so? you can borrow my sweater if you want” said matt sweetly, always a gentleman

“come on! have some fun!” he teased splashing only enough to spray a few droplets on your thighs. you could never say no to him. you stood up and pulled your tshirt over your head. matt looked up at you, his mouth slightly ajar, before he quickly glanced away. you figured he’d zoned out. you cannonballed in, intentionally hitting matt with a wave of water.

“asshole” he laughed, splashing you as you came back up for air. you grinned at him and shook the wet hair out of your eyes and paddled to sit on the pools steps. matt joined and sat next to you. he leaned his arms against the the pools edge, the water only coming up to his mid stomach. you stole a glance at his toned torso and arms, tattoos glistening from the water. his eyes darted back to yours and he gave you a half smile.

“hey, you been okay? i didn’t wanna pry, but i head about the breakup” he said with concern

“oh…yeah. i’m okay i guess” you sighed

“he’s a real dick, y/n. i mean really. such an asshole. i wanted to kill him” you snorted

“you and me both” matt was on a roll in his rant and barely seemed to notice your comment

“i mean he has some fucking nerve treating you like that. you deserve like the best of the best and the fact that he didn’t didn’t see that—“

“aww matt” a warm fuzzy feeling spread over your skin at his words. he snapped back into remembering your presence and gave you a bashful look.

“i just think you deserve someone who treats you right. so good riddance to him” he said, splashing at an invisible presence off in the distance, trying to play cool. it was an adorably dorky move.

“thank you, matty” you said softly. he paused, and looked you intensely in the eyes.

“yeah always” he breathed out. the tension hung thickly in the night air. you turned your face away from his, hoping it would dissipate.

“and not that it matters, but i remember back in middle school when everyone was playing truth or dare, all the girls made fun of him for being a bad kisser” matt said, attempting to lighten the mood. it worked and you let out a laugh.

“yeah trust me, kissing wasn’t the only thing he was bad at”

“oooooo really” matt said grimacing. you nodded and dramatically shivered at the thought.

“yeah, honestly, don’t think there was a single time i wasn’t on top doing all the work. he’d sorta just lie there…like a corpse. and y’know…second he was done that was that. maybe 2 minutes each time.” matt’s jaw dropped

“whaaaat” you laughed as you glanced at your hands under the water, feeling nervous about talking about this with matt.

“that’s crazy. half the fun of sex watching the other person enjoy it” you felt your face flush as you raised your eyebrows at him

“what?” he chuckled back at your surprise

“nothing, i’ve just never heard you talk like that before” matt rolled his eyes playfully

“yeah well much to your surprise i have had sex before, y/n”

“well i know that…”

“just didn’t think i’d be good at it” he cut you off, teasingly. your face turned from flush to beat red, making you thankful for the dim lighting.

“hey, i wouldn’t be one to judge” you shrugged out, suddenly feeling painfully aware of your lack in experience.

“what do you mean?” matt questioned

“just…he was the only person i ever…y’know” you sheepishly avoided the words.

“had sex with?” matt filled in for you. you nodded and scrunched your face. he studied you for a minute.

“so you’ve never had good sex?” he asked, quietly. you felt so exposed you might as well have been naked.

“‘guess not” you mumbled avoiding is unwavering gaze.

“have to wait around for the next boy” you snickered to yourself

“isn’t that a bit of a gamble?”

“well what are my other options i mean youre the only guy i know who probably any good at sex—“ matt’s eyes widened. you slapped your hand over your mouth, panic beginning to settle in.

“oh my god—sorry—i—that came out wrong—i didn’t mean like you and me—like you need to show me—shit” matt just continued to look at you, his eyes burning holes into your skull. you buried your face in your pruning hands.

“well, why not” matt rasped out. you peaked through your fingers at him, his expression looked blank, but his chest rose rapidly, nervously. you dropped you hands.

“what” you almost whispered. he took a steadying breath.

“i said why not.” you tried to breath, but no air seemed to be available.

“what do you mean” matt gnawed at his lip before speaking again.

“i mean that you deserve to only feel amazing and i don’t want you to go around experimenting with more assholes and—“

“matt, i’m not gonna let you have pity sex with me” you scoffed out, embarrassment itching your whole body.

“that’s not what i meant y/n” he said in a hushed voice. you continued to babble over him.

“i mean i know you’re the nicest guy ever, but come on even you have to know you don’t have to fuck me to protect me from other bad guys—“

“i dont want you to fuck other guys at all” he sounded exasperated. you gave him a lost look. he exhaled, looking up at the sky for invisible answers.

“you don’t?” he looked back into your eyes, you felt like your heart could melt.

“of course not, y/n” your heart raced.

“okay” he furrowed his brow

“okay what?”

“okay yeah— i mean let’s—“ you inhaled, pulling yourself together and met his gazed

“i want you to show me” his chest rattled again.

“yeah?” he breathed out. you nodded, rapidly. he moved closer to you, your faces now inches apart. his eyes darted down to your lips. he smiled, and looked back up into yours, as one hand gently wrapped around your waist.

“okay” he rasped out as he brushed his nose against yours. he seemed to revel in the tension between you, before bringing his soft warm lips against yours. the kiss was passionate, but still delicate. it sent electricity through your chest and down to your fingertips. he brought his other hand up to your check and jaw, molding your faces together even more. matt pulledl his lips away from yours momentarily to whisper out

“you can touch me, y/n” you only then realized your arms had been cluelessly frozen by your sides. you eagerly brought them up around matt’s neck, immediately changing the tone of the kissing to something much more heated. he let out a sharp breath into your mouth before moving to come between your legs, both hands now grasping your waist. he pulled you closer and you wrapped your legs around his body, gripping into his hair. he let out a small groan against your lips and squeezed at your flesh in his hands. you sighed out at the feeling, opening your mouth against his which he took as an opportunity to slip his tongue against yours. your mouths locked together perfectly, as your hands begin to move from his hair to explore his chest, your fingertips roaming the skin of his body you’d only ever dreamed of getting to touch. you lowered your nails to just beneath his bellybutton, which elicited a genuine moan from him. you smiled against his mouth

“where did you learn that” he grumbled

“i have have a couple tricks” you said coly

“oh yeah?” he said between soft quick kisses

“so do i” he bit down lightly on your bottom lip, pulling with his teeth as he brought your hips up against his. you whined feeling him press against your bikini bottoms. he chuckled at your pathetic reaction and pushed your hair back from your neck. he lowered his lips down to the sensitive newly exposed skin and began to sloppily kiss a trail from your jaw to your collarbone, then began sucking and biting at your flesh.

“fuck” you moaned out, your eyes rolling back. you grasped at his taught upper arms.

“you like that?” he groaned against your skin, setting it ablaze with vibrations.

“yes” you sighed out, bucking your hips slightly against his, desperate for more than just the grazing pressure of him standing against you. he seemed to understand your every need and hooked his fingers through the flimsy ties of your bikini and pulled you harshly against him. you felt a hardness in his shorts pressing against your core and your mouth practically watered. his hands trailed back up your body and to your back where your top tied together.

“this okay” you nodded and pulled him back in against your mouth, not wanting to waste a moment for words away from his lips. he expertly untied the knots and slipped the clinging wet fabric of your chest, leaving your boobs exposed to the outside air. he tossed the fabric on the ground behind you as he looked down at your heaving chest.

“god” he groaned out, his eyes widening as he brought his hands to your boobs and pawed at the the soft flesh. he ran his thumbs delicately across your nipples watching you, as you tossed your head back in a moan. he slipped his hands behind your back again, bringing your bare skin flush against his

“you’re so beautiful” he huffed against your lips. you began to rock yourself back and forth against his blatantly obvious hard on, desperate to build some friction. he wrapped one arm around your thigh and lifted you up to the top dry step of the pool, completely taking you out of the water except for your calves. matt lowered himself down to his knees a few steps bellow you, and began to kiss your knees and inner thighs. your legs quivered, as your core ached for attention. his wide blue eyes looked up at you, his mouth only inches away from where you needed him most, as his fingers hooked to the sides of your swimsuit.

“can i?” he mumbled against your skin.

“please” you whined out. he pulled at the loose bows, undoing the flimsy cover easily. you lifted your hips for him to slide the fabric from between your legs. he parted your legs with his hands, his pupils dilating to blackness as he took in the sight of you entirely exposed.

“so perfect” he sighed almost in a trance

“matt—“ you whined desperate and impatient. he looked back up at you with a half smile

“don’t worry baby, i’m gonna make you feel so good” his words alone could’ve made you come undone. he wrapped his arms around your thighs, holding you in place as he brought his warm wet mouth against your aching clit. he gently kissed at the bundle of nerves, making you thrust your hips up against his face hungry for more. he responded by beginning to drag his tongue in painfully slow circles around your clit.

“oh god—matt-“ you cried out, your fingers latching into his hair for support. he groaned against your sensitive bud.

“y’taste so good” your thighs squeezed his face as he began to move his tongue faster, flicking it it circles around your clit.

“oh fuck— that feels so good—“ you exhaled. one of his arms loosed it’s grip

as he brought his fingertips down to meet your folds. he broke his tongue away from your clit and rested his scruffy cheek against your inner thigh as his watched his own fingers drag up and down your dripping folds. you whined in torture and he brought his pointer and middle finger to your entrance pressing small torturous pulses against it, but not entering or giving you the fullness you needed. you were a mess at his touch, whining, moaning, and thrashing around, but he seemed to savor every minute of watching you. finally, he slipped his finger into your core and you cried out at the feeling.

“so pretty” he whispered again before starting to pump his digits in and out of you over and over, his fingers curving up expertly. the tension in your stomach began to form almost immediately. matt needed no clues in knowing what you needed and lowered his tongue back to your clit. your walls began to pulse around his fingers. you knew you were close.

“oh god—matt-i—“ you began to stutter out

“good girl. cum for me” he cooed. you fell apart with his permission and came undone. your legs stuttered as your high began to end and matt slipped his fingers out of you. he lifted himself back up to your level, leaning against the ledge behind you and kissing you again.

“see how good you taste” he said against your lips

“matt” you giggled slightly shocked against him, starting to close your legs. his grip latched back down on your thighs, stopping you.

“oh i’m not done with you yet” he growled through a slight smile, as he hoisted you up into the air. your wrapped your legs around him, as he carried you away from the pool to a nearby lounge chair. he laid you down on your back and climbed on top of you, between your legs. he pressed his still covered crotch against your exposed vulnerable entrance. you hissed, still sensitive from your recent orgasm. he stopped and pulled back from you

“you okay?”

“yes just sensitive” you let out a breathy laugh

“do you want to stop” the overwhelming look of concern in his eyes was adorable

“are you kidding me?” you said, wrapping your legs around him tightly, bringing him back down on top of you.

“thank god” he exhaled. you laughed as you began to kiss him again, rolling your hips up against him. he whimpered. you dragged your fingernails up his back and dug in slightly at his shoulders. he groaned again. the sound of him wanting you was enough to make you desperate all over. you continued to run your fingernails down his chest and to his waistband, snapping the elastic against his skin slightly. his stomach tensing at the feeling.

“take these off, matty” you whined.

“whatever you want” he pulled off from you and stood to the side, sliding off the shorts.

his rock hard dick sprung out free from the fabric and slapped against his stomach. your jaw opened slightly as your eyes took in the impressive size of him in front of you.

“what?” he chuckled

“youre so big” you said in genuine awe

“fuck you don’t know what you’re doing to me” he said, climbing back on top of you and needily yanking your legs up around him. the tip of his hard member rubbed against your clit as he continued to grind his hips against yours through your makeout.

“matt—“ you whined again, needing more.

“you sure you want to do this?” he asked looking into your eyes.

“yes matt—i want you so bad” you moaned to him

“fuck i’m all yours, baby” he said kissing you again, as he began to align himself with your entrance. he pushed himself inside you slowly and shuddered against you once he was all the way deep into your core. he paused for a moment, letting you adjust to the extreme stretch before beginning to slowly thrust in and out and in and out of your pussy. the stretch and fullness of him made you cry out sounds like you’d never made before.

“fuck you feel so good. such a perfect tight little pussy” he huffed out between his calculated thrusts.

“oh god matt”

“taking me so well baby” he cooed

“shitt-feel so good inside me, matty”

“yeah? you like when i fuck you like this, huh baby?” he breathed against your ear, burying his head into your neck.

“so fucking much—oh god yes—faster”

“okay beautiful” he began to pick up the pace of his steady thrusts and you thought you’d see stars. each thrust of his dick equally hard and timed out as he slammed against your g spot. you clawed at his back desperately, which only seemed to encourage him to pick up his pace to an impossibly faster speed. you slurred out curses in between pornographic moans as your mind became a total blur. you could feel your second orgasm approaching.

“OHHH FUCK MATT YES”

“fuck you sound so good moaning my name like that y/n”

“MATT OH GOD IM GONNA”

“you gonna cum for me again, baby?”

“YES OH MY FUCK”

“be a good girl and cum all over my dick” your eyes blurred with tears of pleasure as your ears buzzed and your second orgasm took control of your body. matt let out an uneven moan as your walls rapidly pulsed around his cock.

“fuck—squeezing me so good—shit—i’m close—“

“mmmm” was all you managed to moan in response as he began to trust into you wildly and unsteadyily

“oh my fuck baby i’m gonna cum”

“cum matt—i wanna feel you cum” you panted

“OHH MY OH FUCK FUCK IM GONNA CUM NGHH IM CUMMING” the groaned out as he halted his thrusts deep inside you, shooting hot white ropes of his release into your throbbing core. he collapsed breathless on top of you. after a moment matt pulled himself off your chest and propped himself up by his forearms.

“have any fun?” he asked sheepishly

“are you KIDDING ME? holy SHIT” you said in total honestly

“not half bad right?” he laughed, reaching for his shorts.

“unreal” he handed you his sweater and leaned back down to kiss you again, but pulled away abruptly

“sorry—was that weird? i don’t wanna make you feel pressured—“ you wrapped your arms around his neck shutting him up with another kiss

“good luck if you think your getting away from me now”

“i wouldn’t dream of it”

—————————————————————————live for sweet matt smut always 🫶

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[lvis44]

Sweet Escape - Pt. 1 // LH44

Lewis Hamilton x Y/N

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, swearing, jealousy, flirting while with someone else (kinda cheating but we won't go that far), age difference, insulting/derogatory language, 18+ (no smut thus far but suggestive themes), not edited

Word Count: 5.6k

Summary: Paradise is supposed to be fun and relaxing... a Sweet Escape, but when unspoken feelings and jealousy rise to the surface, everything can be turned upside down in the blink of an eye.

Notes: This is the official Part One of Sweet Escape, you can read the Prologue here, but this can also be your starting point if you don't want the backstory. Do your best to look past any errors in the surfing section, I've never surfed a day in my life lol. It may seem like we get into the drama quick but there's so much more to come, buckle in folks! I am not a professional writer and all of this is a work of fiction and is strictly for fun. Enjoy!

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As the van pulled up to the massive estate, you couldn’t help but gasp. Charlotte laughed from beside you, taking in the property herself.

“Well, he’s never been one to do things halfway.” She chuckled, rolling her eyes slightly.

The home was the size of a small hotel and the property sprawled on for ages. You were somewhere in the Caribbean on an island you had never even heard of, it had taken three flights just to get there. Lewis claimed it was one of his favorite places on earth, but he's said that about more places than you can count.

“My girls!” Miles' voice came loudly from the doorway as you unloaded yourselves from the van.

You turned just in time to see the large man bounding down the driveway like a child, arms open with a massive smile on his face. He crashed into you while wrapping an arm around you, grabbing for Charlotte with the other. You both laughed at the aggressive affection as he squeezed you both tight. Anyone watching the scene would think it had been months since you’d seen him, not two weeks. He’s a lot like Lewis in the sense that he loves extremely, but he’s by far more open with it.

“Hello!” You laughed, your voice muffled against the tall man's chest.

When he finally let you go, he quickly moved towards the back of the van, collecting your bags.

“Heads up, Talia’s here.” He mumbled to the two of you, an unamused look on his face.

Miles had also not been a fan of Talia when he met her. You’ve never been sure if he noticed how she treated you, or if it was for an entirely different reason, but you knew for a fact he didn’t particularly enjoy her. 

“Oh, we know.” Charlotte said, raising her eyebrows in an equally annoyed expression. 

You couldn’t help but giggle as you all made your way toward the house. You took solace in knowing you weren't alone in your displeasure of the extra guest. Miles showed you each to your rooms and told you to come say hello to everybody once you’d settled in a bit. Before he left your room he pulled you into another tight hug.

“It’ll all be good, we’ll have a blast.” He said quietly into the top of your hair, planting a kiss there before making his way out of your room. 

The bedroom was larger than yours at home, there was an attached bathroom and a large closet. In the middle of the room sat a king size bed that looked like it was made of clouds, it faced a balcony door, looking out over the Caribbean Sea. You had the feeling of not belonging for a split second, being surrounded by more luxury than you could fathom. You quickly had to remind yourself that if you didn't belong, Lewis wouldn't have made sure you were able to come. You really had to thank him again for all that he had done. You made your way into the bathroom to freshen up a little bit, hoping to splash away some of the long plane ride. As you got ready to go downstairs and greet everybody you heard movement in the hallway. You truly hoped it was one of your friends as you stepped out of your room, unfortunately you weren’t that lucky. Talia was walking down the hallway towards you, dressed in a bikini fit for Sports Illustrated. You understood why Lewis had been interested in her, he wasn’t looking for anything more than physical, and how she looked right now made it easy to look past her attitude. 

“Hey.” You did your best to be kind, hoping to avoid any tension.

She said nothing, just looked you up and down and kept walking, making her way out to where you assumed everyone was. You rolled your eyes at her childish behavior and trailed along behind her, hoping to find your friends. As you stepped out the large door you were greeted by the sound of laughter and conversation, the warm sound like music to your ears. There was soft music playing as you looked around at the scene. Your friends were sprawled out on expensive looking patio furniture, facing toward the large infinity pool that showcased the beautiful view of the sea down below. Your eyes searched the group, hoping to find Lewis. You spotted him, over by a bar on the balcony, Talia already attached to his hip. As if he could tell you were looking at him his eyes found yours, a big smile gracing his features as he saw you. He brushed Talia off, much to her annoyance and made his way over to you. 

“I was starting to think you’d fallen asleep up there.” He laughed warmly as he pulled you in for a tight hug.

Hugs from Lewis were always amazing, he would squeeze you so tight you almost couldn't breathe. His big arms completely engulfed you in the most comforting way, he would never let go until you did. 

“Sorry,” You laughed as you pulled away, “just wanted to freshen up a little bit, long flights.”

He smiled in understanding before grabbing your wrist and pulling you along towards everyone. He had a habit of dragging you around when he was excited.

“Look who finally decided to show her face.” He announced loudly.

You were greeted with big hugs from everyone. The second that Lewis wasn’t next to you, you couldn’t help but notice Talias possessive touch had been returned to him. You weren’t sure if you were imagining it, but you almost felt like he looked annoyed. You decided to ignore her and catch up with your friends, some whom you haven't seen in quite some time.

The afternoon carried on uneventfully, everyone drinking and joking around. You had changed into your swimsuit, hoping to catch the last few rays of Caribbean sun. You had felt his eyes on you when you walked out of the house, he had Talia perched on his lap but his attention was fully on you. You wanted to be disgusted by the man but you couldn’t find it in you, instead you added a purposeful sway to your hips and made your way over to one of the lounge chairs. It didn’t take long for him to appear next to you, thankfully alone.

“I feel like I haven’t gotten to see you at all since you got here.” He said, placing his sunglasses on his face as he settled into the chair beside yours.

You couldn’t help but giggle a bit, “I wonder why.” You didn't look at him but you could see the confusion on his face in your peripheral 

“What?” The confusion was evident in his voice.

“Nothing,” You pushed the topic aside before turning your head towards him with a smile, “How have you been? It’s been a while.”

His face lit up, ignoring your previous comment. He filled you in on everything that had happened over the last few months, talking about races, his new training routine. You couldn’t help but laugh as the beautiful man beside you rambled on like a little kid. He noticed your amusement, cutting himself off with a bashful look.

“Sorry, sorry,” He chuckled, seemingly embarrassed by himself, “it’s just easy to get carried away with you.”

He settled back into his chair, his head rolling towards you to keep eye contact.

“Okay, it’s your turn, I wanna hear every single thing that’s been going on in your life.” He then settled even further into his chair, crossing his arms behind his head as if he was getting ready for you to read him a book.

“Well, not much to tell really, life has mostly been work and more work.” You told him, glancing over at him.

“Come on, something must be going on in your life. You're young, fun, attractive, you can’t possibly be just working. You need some fun every once in a while.” He frowned over at you.

You couldn’t help but catch the comment about you being attractive, you knew he was just being kind but it still made your skin heat up ever so slightly.

“I did go on a date…” You trail off, waiting to catch some sort of reaction from him.

“Oh?” His tone is inquisitive yet almost harsh.

“Yeah, he kinda sucked though. He talked about himself most of the time, asked at the end of dinner to split the bill, and then still tried to get me to go back to his place. Needless to say I won’t be seeing him again.” You laugh to yourself, thinking about how much you had hated the night.

“Don’t, he sounds like a proper tool. Dickhead didn’t know what was in front of him.” He says gruffly before letting out a deep sigh, “Y/N, you can do a whole lot better than that. You deserve so much better than that.”

You smile over at him, “I know, that’s why I went home alone and blocked his number.”

He gives you a bright smile, extending his fist to meet yours, “Atta girl!”

You hear her before you see her, a loud scoff coming from behind the two of you. When you look up she’s partially kneeling on Lewis’ chair, clearing her throat obnoxiously.

“I could use a little help here.” She says in an annoyingly sultry tone, waving a bottle of sunblock in the man's face.

Lewis lets out a small huff, so quiet you could have easily missed it before pushing himself up from the chair.

“Yup,” His tone comes out clipped before turning back to you with a gentle smile, “I’ll see ya in a bit, yeah?”

You return his smile, simply nodding before he’s trailing off behind Talia like a lost puppy.

You didn’t end up seeing Lewis at all for the rest of the night, only during dinner with everyone while his attention was directed elsewhere. You only knew he had gone to bed when you heard her calling out for him later in the night.

“Lewis,” her whiny voice carried through the large house, “come to bed! I’m lonely!”

Miles rolled his eyes so aggressively at that, you worried they might get stuck in his head. At least you weren’t the only one who was disgusted.

. . .

The next day was spent down at the beach, the water was so clear you almost couldn’t believe it was real. Lunch and drinks were packed in various coolers as everyone toted their way down the narrow path to the sand.

“Holy shit.” You mumbled to yourself, stopping at the bottom of the trail, causing Lewis to almost run into the back of you.

You only realized you had blocked him rather abruptly when you heard his warm chuckle right behind you, much closer than expected. 

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it.” He said quietly, placing his hand on your back, guiding you forward slightly so you were no longer blocking the path. 

“It’s stunning,” you said, eyes wide as you turned toward him, he was still close to you, standing just by your side, “thank you again, so much. I really never thought I would ever be somewhere like this.”

He shook his head with a soft smile, “No need to thank me Y/N, this trip wouldn’t be the same without you here. Besides it was me being a bit selfish, I missed you.” 

You couldn’t help but blush slightly at his comment, you had missed him too but to hear him admit it made you feel some type of way. You couldn’t quite put your finger on it. You always felt honored to be the recipient of his attention in any way, much less his affection. 

“Come on, it’s even better up close.” He said, grabbing your hand and pulling you along toward where everyone was already setting up blankets and umbrellas.

You could feel Talias eyes on you but you did your best to ignore it. Lewis is an adult and he is allowed to interact with his friends, she doesn’t own him. As far as you're aware they’re not even really together.

You dropped your stuff next to where Charlotte and Miles had put their own. Miles hadn’t wasted a minute, bounding toward the water like a lanky child before throwing himself into a large wave. You and Charlotte exchanged a look before bursting out in a fit of laughter.

“We’re friends with absolute man children.” Charlotte said through her laughter, shaking her head as she went to lay down her blanket.

“Maybe, but you love us.” Lewis piped up, a cheeky smile on his face, teeth on full display.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, you keep telling yourself that grandpa.” She sends back at him, sticking her tongue out.

“You watch it young lady, I’m only two years older than you. You’re gonna be just as ancient as me soon enough.” His tone is playfully stern and he can only hold his fake scowl for a second before breaking out into a big grin.

Out of the corner of your eye you see him settle down on the blanket next to Talia as he takes off his shirt. They look like they’re ready for a photoshoot, two perfect bodies on the most perfect coastline. You turn your attention back to laying out your own blanket as he turns his attention toward her, talking quietly in her ear. She lets out an annoying giggle, one that seems to be more for show and less a reaction to whatever he just said.

“Alright, y'all are boring, who’s coming in here with me?” Miles shouts out from the water before falling back into another wave.

“Gimme just a sec.” Lewis hollers back, moving to stand up.

Daniel is already making his way down to the water and Charlotte is taking off her cover up, ready to head down herself. You do the same, putting on some sunscreen and tying back your hair.

“Come on, just for a few minutes, the water here is incredible.” You hear Lewis attempting to persuade Talia into the water.

“No, I told you, I don’t swim.” She half scoffs at him.

You almost want to roll your eyes, it would be such a shame to miss out on the beautiful sea. Lewis is shrugging as you turn toward him, obviously not in the mood to try any harder.

“Y/n?” He says, you can tell he meant to say more but stopped short when he saw you. Even through his sunglasses you can tell he’s checking you out much more than he should be, especially with the company sitting just behind him.

You’re not wearing anything particularly fancy, just a black bikini that you’ve had for a few years. It has the most support of any that you own and buckles instead of ties so you figured it would be best for the ocean. You raise a slightly accusing brow at him, urging him to continue.

He shakes his head ever so slightly, breaking himself out of what seemed to be a trance, “You comin’ in?”

“Hell yeah.” You say enthusiastically, jogging toward the water without waiting to see if he’s following. He appears at your side rather quickly, much more adept to running in the sand, or really running at all. You both slow down slightly. Once you're sure you’re far enough away you mumble to him “She’s fun.”

He looks at you with a small smirk but still manages to look like he's reprimanding you, “Leave her alone, it doesn’t matter.”

Once you’re close enough to the water that the tide is lapping at your toes you let out a shriek. Two large arms have wrapped around your torso from behind, picking you up in the air. He’s now running at full tilt into the water.

“Leewiiiisssss.” You scream out through a fit of laughter.

Just as his name comes out of your mouth, he’s throwing the two of you directly into a wave, the water completely engulfing you both. As you come up, sputtering slightly, you’re still in his arms. You free yourself, turning around to slap him in the chest before pushing your now drenched hair out of your face.

“Warn a girl next time.” You curse at him, still blinking the salt water out of your eyes.

You're met by nothing but boyish laughter as he takes in your slightly distraught state, “Aww it’s okay, you won’t melt.” He fakes a pout at you, making you flip him off before turning to swim over to where everyone else is, laughing themselves.

You don’t make it very far before the same arms from before are wrapping around you again, facing you toward the shore as another large wave crashes over the two of you. You managed to prepare yourself for it a little better than the last, this one actually making you laugh.

“Sorry, didn’t have time to warn you for that one.” Lewis says into your ear, his voice quiet and light. You can feel his warm breath against your skin, making you shiver despite the sun and warm water. You detach yourself from him, very aware that everyone can see you.

“My hero, thank you sir.” You tease him with his title as you swim away.

He follows after you, joining the rest of the group. Everyone swims and plays around for a good hour before deciding to head back up to the beach. Lewis and Miles share a look before Miles grabs you, pulling you further down the beach.

“So Y/N, Lewis and I have decided we’re gonna teach you how to surf.” Miles announces proudly

“Oh, hell no.” You start to protest, trying to pull away.

Lewis has already made it up to a part of the beach where you see an array of surfboards and kayaks that you can only assume belong with the house he’s rented. You see him selecting the perfect board, not paying particular attention to your dismay.

“Yup, sorry, it’s ain't up for discussion.” Miles simply shrugs, still pulling you along.

It takes them only a few minutes before you’re caving, they’re both well aware that you rarely say no to them.

“We already worked on your stance while we were in Malibu, now we’re just gonna try that in the water.” Lewis says as if it's the easiest thing in the world.

“Just watch and learn baby, watch and learn.” Miles is yelling out as he's already jogging toward the water, surfboard under his arm.

You watch miles paddle out, trying and failing to catch more than a few waves making you laugh slightly. You can feel your nerves subsiding a little bit but they’re definitely still there. Lewis can tell, he sees the tension in your body.

“C’mere.” He says, his hand outstretched towards you, gesturing for you to come to the board he has laid out in the sand.

You do as he says and let him arrange you on the board in the proper stance, so you can remember what he taught you almost six months ago.

“So you want to bend your knees and lean into it a bit.” His voice is soft and reassuring, he places his hands on your hips, pulling them back slightly to get into the proper position.

His hands are large and warm on your bare skin. As he pulls your hips back you notice how close he’s been standing, your ass just barely grazing over the front of his swim trunks. It's only a moment but you notice it, making you gulp. He must notice it too because he’s immediately stepping back as he clears his throat.

“Looks good, it's all about balance, you’ll be fine.” His tone is shorter now, but still offering the slightest bit of comfort that you need. 

The boys finally get you out into the water after showing you multiple times how to push yourself up on the board. You had thought surfing was supposed to be relaxing, Lewis always explained it as his form of meditation, but the more you run drills with them the more you realize it’s a proper workout. You know you must look like a sweaty mess as you all head into the water. Lewis shows you a few times again how to work with the board in the water before you’re being sent off to try it on your own. They both watch, sitting back on their own boards, as you try and fail multiple times. You’ve wiped out more times than you can count and only managed to actually get up on the board twice.

“It’s not gonna happen guys, I’m not meant for surfing.” You call out to them as you struggle your way up onto your board once more.

“Come on, it’s your first time, it takes some getting used to.” Miles tries to cheer you on.

“Look, there’s a perfect wave coming in right now. We’ll take it with you.” Lewis offers, paddling his way over in that direction.

You’re still not quite sure how you managed to pull it off, but somehow it did end up being the perfect wave. You managed to get yourself up and ride it a short distance, it was maybe fifteen seconds but you were proud.

“She did it, she fucking did it!” Miles is already cheering as you make your way toward the shore.

Lewis quickly scoops you up in a big hug, pressing a big kiss to your cheek. It’s not an uncommon thing for him to do but it still makes you rather flustered. He places you back down giving you a big high five.

“Seeee,” He draws out in a teasing tone, a big smile on his face, “we knew you could do it.”

“Well I barely did it, but that was a ton of fun.” You laugh, overjoyed that you managed to do it at all.

“Barely is better than not at all.” Miles says, clapping you on your back.

“Come on, let's go cool off and then we can head back over to everybody. We’ve accidentally abandoned them.” Lewis says with a laugh.

The three of you make your way back into the water, floating your way over closer to where your friends sit. Miles makes his way back up to the group quicker than you and Lewis, the two of you bobbing around in the beautiful water a few minutes longer.

“See, this is what I mean,” He starts, looking up at the clear sky with a squint in his eye before looking back to you, “today wouldn’t have been nearly as fun if you weren’t here.”

“What a sap.” You tease him, shaking your head.

“Nah, Y/N, I mean it. I’m really glad we met you.” His voice is sincere, his eyes holding so many more emotions than you can even try to decipher.

“Me too.” It’s all you can really say but you truly mean it, you’re so grateful for this little chosen family you’ve become a part of.

You could tell Talia was in a mood as you made your way back from the water. Lewis simply throws a towel at you, making her roll her eyes. You noticed how she moved away from him as he settled down onto the blanket next to her. She seemed jealous. You could hear her whispering to him in a harsh tone but you couldn’t hear what she was saying.

It didn’t take very long for Lewis to stand up and start packing their things, announcing that they were heading back up to the house and they would see everyone later. You heard Daniel make some off handed comment, telling them to use protection. You didn’t hear either of them respond, assuming Lewis had chosen to flip him off instead. The rest of you chose to stay down on the beach for a little while longer, waiting the short while until the sun started to set.

As you made your way into the house you could already hear the yelling, everyone exchanging uneasy glances as you headed toward the kitchen to unpack your coolers.

“If you want to fuck her so bad why the hell am I even here?” Talias shrill voice cut through the house loudly.

“Jesus christ, she’s one of my closest friends. How can you not understand that?” Lewis was harsh in his response.

You glanced at Miles, unsure of what to do. There was nowhere to go to avoid listening to their conversation, if that's what you could even call it. He shrugged back at you, equally unsure of how to navigate the situation.

“You think I’m a fucking idiot? I see how you look at her, she gets all of your attention any time she’s around. You think I don’t notice?” Somehow Talias voice has managed to get even louder, “And what the fuck was that with you two in the water, huh? All giggly and flirty, like she doesn’t know how to swim? Showing her how to surf just so you could touch her?”

“I haven’t seen her in months and I barely got to even speak to her yesterday because you were jealous. Anytime I was even remotely close to her you found a way to pull me away.” Lewis is fully shouting now, something you have never heard from him in nearly two years of friendship. Sure you’ve seen him upset, but never have you heard him yell at anything other than a football game he was a little too invested in. 

You can feel your friends glancing at you sympathetically. It’s not lost on anyone that they’re arguing about you. Everyone is trying to busy themselves, starting on making dinner, but it’s barely working, everyone is interested in the fallout of the fight happening down the hall.

“She’s a fucking gold digging bitch, how can you not see that? She wants to fuck you just as much as you evidently want to fuck her, so why don’t you go right ahead. She’s just as much of a whore as all the other ones you seem to keep in rotation.” Talia spits back at him, scoffing at the end.

You widen your eyes, frozen as you hear the way she's speaking about you. You feel Miles come up next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you in against him.

“Don’t listen to her, we love you.” Miles mumbles into the top of your head, pressing a kiss there.

“Don’t you dare, ever, speak about her that way again. I fucking mean it. I’d also keep in mind that you're, as you say, part of my rotation.” Lewis’s voice comes out harsh, threatening, “I want you gone.”

“Oh you want me gone? She’s the one that shouldn’t even be here, I paid for my ticket here, we all fucking know she weasled cash out of your pocket for a nice vacation.” She just about screams back at him.

“Gone. Now.” His voice is icy, sending a chill down your spine. That’s not the Lewis you know.

You can feel your eyes start to well up as their bedroom door slams. Lewis appears at the end of the hallway, still in his swim trunks from earlier. He quickly looks around the room as everyone stares wordlessly at him. He doesn’t meet your tear filled eyes, almost grimacing when he sees your face but saying nothing.

“Lewis-” Charlotte tries to speak before getting cut off.

“I’m going on a run.” He says abruptly, already walking away from the kitchen toward the front door.

He’s still barefoot and shirtless as he walks out the front door, slamming it hard behind him. The silence in the house doesn’t last long as you hear more commotion from the bedroom at the end of the hall. She’s swearing to herself and it sounds like she’s dropping things. It doesn’t take long until Daniel see’s her down the hallway.

“What the hell are you doing?” He shouts, already making his way down the hall.

This quickly gets everyone's attention, straining to look where he’s headed. You see her with an arm full of her stuff, making her way toward your room, throwing things into the doorway.

“If she wants him so fucking bad, she can fucking have him.” Talia screams back at him, not stopping for a second as she makes her way into your room.

This quickly catches both yours and Miles’ attention, heading down the hall yourself. When you make it to your door you see her grabbing your things, throwing them into your suitcase. You can’t help but be confused. What the hell is she doing? 

“Hey, chill out. Everyone’s just upset, let’s take a breather.” Miles is trying to reason with her but it evidently isn’t working as she continues throwing your stuff into your bag, still muttering to herself.

With your bag in hand, she pushes past the three of you, tossing your stuff into Lewis’s doorway. When she turns to face you all you finally see her cheeks are covered in tears, snot running down her face. She looks genuinely hurt and you almost feel a little bad but you quickly push it aside, thinking of all the things she just said about you.

“I’m pretty sure I heard Lewis tell you to leave.” Charlotte says from behind you, her voice calm but cold.

“Yeah? Where the hell do you want me to go? It’s almost eight o’clock at night, I’m kinda stuck here. So sorry to be a burden.” Her voice is riddled with sarcasm as she throws her hands up in the air.

She doesn’t wait for a response as she once again pushes past you and into what used to be your room, slamming the door shut and locking it. You stand there, outside the door, absolutely stunned. It’s not until you feel Miles and Daniel guiding you away, back towards the kitchen that you snap out of it, finally getting mad.

“What the hell was that? How am I the bad guy?” You ask no one in particular, heading towards the bar just off the kitchen.

“You’re not the bad guy, she’s apparently just bat shit crazy.” Steph pipes up.

It makes you feel better hearing that from her, you two have never been all that close and only hung out a few times. You always have a good time together but really don’t have much in common. So if even she can see that it's not your fault, that must mean something.

“I mean she’s certainly crazy, we can see that, but Lewis shouldn’t have brought her here if was just gonna flirt with someone else the whole time.” Someone else says.

“He’s not flirting with me, he’s just like that.” You try to defend yourself, and him.

Charlotte looks at you with sympathetic eyes, “Hun, he’s definitely been flirting with you. Yes, he’s flirty with everyone, but it’s different when he’s flirting with intention.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” You feel a little flustered at this point. A little embarrassed that everyone seems to know, confused as to why he would possibly be flirting with you, and almost excited that this crush you’ve had might just be reciprocated.

“Honestly, I’ve seen him flirt with countless women to get in their pants,” Miles starts, giving you an apologetic glance at his wording, “but it’s pretty rare that I see him flirt because he actually likes someone. Char’s right, the way he flirts with you is definitely different. And I love the dude, but it’s not fair to either of you.”

There are nods of agreement from your other friends and you feel your cheeks get hot.

“Okay, okay,” You put your hands up, trying to deflect away from the topic, “where am I supposed to sleep tonight? She just locked herself in my room and put me in a very much occupied room.”

“Well, I mean you could always sleep with Lewis and see where it goes.” Daniel says with a smirk.

It takes all of a second for Charlotte to make her way over to him and slap him on the back of the head, hissing at him, “Not the fucking time.”

“You can sleep with me, I know it’s not perfect but we can be cuddle buddies.” Charlotte says kindly, giving you a gentle smile.

Noone ends up eating dinner, dispersing from the kitchen rather quickly to avoid the awkward air that has set over the house for the night. You, Charlotte, and Miles end up in the living room doing your best to ignore the situation through means of alcohol. By the time eleven o’clock rolls around all three of you are more than tipsy and both Charlotte and Miles get up, ready to head to bed. Lewis still isn’t back and you can't help but be a bit worried. He would usually be in bed by now but he still isn’t even home. You send them both off to bed, telling them you’ll be up just a little longer. You sit in the living room in silence, nursing a drink, for almost an hour as you start to get drowsy. You try your very best to fight it off, hoping to stay away until Lewis is home, but you can only fight your exhaustion for so long.

As you drift off to sleep, the clock nearing twelve thirty, Lewis is still nowhere to be seen.

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[hypnoneghoul]

HYPNONE!!!

Can we get your thoughts on phantom tummy 🙏 if you have any

if I have ANY??? bestie i have a looooot i love phantom tummy!!! you get half ficlet half ramble about phantummy because i love it and have evil thoughts about it heheheh its partially nsfw... piss and breeding kinda mention

The ghouls probably didn’t know Phantom had a tummy, really, in the first place. He’s not a total noodle like Rain, Dew or Mountain. He’s not soft and squishy like Aether or Swiss. What he is is kinda the best of both worlds, if you ask me. And you did, so now deal with it.

Anyway, so between Phantom’s summoning and the tour there wasn’t much time to… explore, and then the tour itself was a one big workout, so it took time for the phantummy to really make an appearance. Once it does, everyone is crazy about it.

It’s a cute little thing, just a pudge but it can—and does—make others lose their damn minds, and the cock having ones hard, way more often than it would be considered normal.

Some of them can be normal about it about… 50% of the time, at best. Those would be Cumulus, Cirrus, Aether and, surprisingly, Dewdrop. He’s just too attached to the swummy, you know, he feels like he’s cheating. But they are the ones that can still behave when Phantom wears a crop top or anything that puts them at risk of the phantummy exposure. It’s deadly *wink*

Cumulus loves to paint it red and purple with bite marks when she sucks Phantom off so good he’s crying, but then also she’ll nuzzle her face into it and lick him apologetically. It tickles.

Cirrus likes teasing him by humping his tummy instead of sitting on his cock when she ties him up to the bed heheh

Aether just likes to grab it and squish it and leave it bruised with the shape of his fingers. Whether it's during sexy time or just cuddles he must have his hands on the phantummy.

Dewdrop is similar, for him it's kind of a stim toy. He loves to bite, though. Not like Cumulus, he just likes to sink his teeth in and hold. Oral fixation who?

The middle of the spectrum is taken by Swiss, Aurora, Sunny and Rain.

Swiss gets turned on by the existence of that thing alone. He can’t explain it. Before Phantom he never understood why everyone was so obsessed with his own belly… now he does. It's just hot. He likes to hold it in his big hands when he spoons Phantom from behind and squish it. Also when he fucks him from behind. Would hump it, too.

For Aurora it's literally just a sex toy what can I say. The entirety of Phantom is, but the tummy is just top tier. She’ll lick it, bite it, hump it, knead it, literally whatever, but her favorite thing to do is dress Phantom up in some pretty tight lingerie that makes it get squished and spill around the elastic bands and lace just so.

Sunny just wants rut her cock against it. That’s kinda it. It became one of her favorite sex things in general to do after all that time with Aether when the rest was on tour.

Rain is a freak, I think we all know it by now. He treats Phantom’s tummy like a third boob, making it as sensitive, somehow. He’ll hump it too, gladly, but his favorite is to piss on it and watch it spill down that bit of fat. Also the piss collecting in his belly button <3

The least normal about it is Mountain. Oh boy… he’s insane. Phantom flashes him with his tummy for a millisecond and Mountain’s so hard it hurts before his brain even catches up to what his eyes saw. He has no idea what’s so hot about it but he’s truly crazy. If he gets riled up enough as he fucks Phantom, the sight alone or the feel of the softness under his hands is enough to make him cum. What fucks him up the best is the way that tummy looks with his cock buried balls deep in Phantom. The bulge is so big and Mountain will fuck his knot and his load into him as many times as he’ll let him just to watch it grow. After they’re done, the big guy has to sleep with his face in it. This alone can be aftercare for him. He wraps his lanky limbs around Phantom’s leg and uses his tummy like a pillow. 9 times out of 10 in those situations Phantom will be woken up to Mountain humping his leg and whining into his tummy. He doesn’t complain.

#hypnone's asks #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #phantom ghoul #cw piss #cw breeding

[insertlovelyperson]

What do you think each Quarry counselor's favourite genre of music would be?

Emma - It’d be a mix of pop, female rappers, and show tunes. When you hit shuffle on her playlist, you never know exactly what you’re gonna get. One of the billboard top 100? Perhaps. The main theme to Interstellar composed by Hans Zimmer? Also very likely.

Nick - “Relaxing Sleep Music, Calm Music, Yoga, Sleep Meditation, Spa, Study Music, Rain Sounds”  as found on YouTube (8 hours long)

Jacob - He’d claim to be a fan of rock music, but then he’d show you his playlist, and it’s all just swag rock.

Kaitlyn - Is actually a fan of rock music. Kind of a ‘rock snob’ as she will only listen to the old bands—scoffs at Jacob’s playlist. I could see her getting pumped to some ACDC, Queen, and Grateful Dead as she gets ready each morning.

Abi - 80s hair metal. One of her parents would play their favorite bands for her growing up, and she just attributes it to some good memories (she thought her mom was going to leave her dad for Jon Bon Jovi and used to cry herself to sleep over it). But I think if you asked her, she’d  lie and say she listens to whatever’s on the radio.

Laura - This woman had an emo phase in middle school. I can FEEL it. I think she’d listen to a lot of alternative music, and a big chunk of her playlist would be all the greats she listened to back in the day (i.e. MCR, early FOB, P!ATD but only the albums Ryan Ross was there for).

Ryan - Like Laura, I think he’d be into some alternative bands, but lean more toward metal and punk (rather than pop-punk). Lana Del Rey would be his secret guilty pleasure. 

Dylan - He’d be into some experimental, indie music. He just looks like the kind of dude to be like, “You listen to music with words in it? Let me put you on to some new shit,” and then just plays you an album of poly-rhythmic synth-jazz where every song is fifteen minutes long, and you just kinda have to nod along so you don’t hurt his feelings.

Max - Country. Or more specifically, CUNTtry. Just a bunch of women singing about how they’re gonna murder their abusive, cheating husbands. It makes him feel powerful.

#the quarry

[jstarr86]

I braided my hair into buns I had different colored pieces red and gold weaved thru it and glitter tossing on some mascara and lip oil. I slipped on my jersey that said our last name on the back Joe and I matching. We also has jackets. Only he had on his custom 49er shoes and no doubt those damn socks. Me I had on my red and black Jordans. I’d never buy these at most forces were the most expensive I bought but Joe nah and he bought us both every pair and me tons of forces and tons of shoes for the kids. He was definitely the spender and the more lavish.

“You look so good aulelei.”

“You too handsome.”

“You ready.”

“Yea.”

“Mmm smell good.”

“Mmm. Baby don’t.”

“You do.” Joe gently grabbed my face kissing me. His other hand slid to my waist pulling me into him before he slid it back caressing my ass as I moaned softly in his mouth causing his grip to tighten. We pulled apart as his phone rang. “Yeah, ok we on the way.” He hung up looking at me. “They downstairs.”

“Ok let’s go.” We headed downstairs meeting with Jon, Trin, Josh, Pam and Mercedes. Theyd met us here in Vegas. Joe and I had flown in for the Mania press conference which was a shit show that I was stuck in the middle of the only positive from that was the mind blowing sex that was a result of a very pissed off husband. I’d talked Joe into checking out tailgating I mean this was the Super Bowl a once in a lifetime thing and his team, we was taking in everything.

I took pictures smiling as he had a good time and the game that was going even better his team was doing really good. I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t have a voice come tomorrow. Joe held my hips holding me from behind. He bent speaking in my ear

“You def getting this Super Bowl championship dick tonight.” He leaned his head up “yessir!” He yelled loudly before he looked down at me winking as I shook my head laughing. If it was up to him and he could make it happen it wouldn’t surprise me if he tried to fuck me on the damn field. We’d done a lot of crazy shit in our relationship. Hell if we was alone in this suite he’d probably find a way to do something. I snagged some food while he chuckled taking a sip of his drink. It was good to see him relaxing, the smile his laughing and being carefree for once and he was kinda cheating on the diet and drinking but one day out of any it was ok.

“What what now it’s my part of the Super Bowl!” Trin yelled as I laughed.

While we was watching the halftime show it def was club vibes and we was def all dancing. I leaned my head back on Joe dancing as he held me in his arms I was singing but I could tell he was too by the way his chest was vibrating against my back. Joe leaned his head into my neck his chin on my shoulder singing U got it bad as we danced together.

So far the Niners were killing it. 6 months ago when we were on ESPN and he said it be the Chiefs and the Niners although I’d agreed with the Chiefs I didn’t with this but my man had called it to a T and he was close to being right and the Niners winning a championship for the first time in 20 years. It was down to the wire the Chiefs having the ball with 10 seconds left and Kelce’s fine little self killed it they were in field goal range and finally decided to go for the field goal and send it to overtime. The guys nervous but they still had a shot but football that overtime used sudden death whoever scored first won but they recently changed it and now the other team had a shot and while the Niners hit a field goal the Chiefs had the chance to score.

“Don’t fuckin blow it it come on yall!” I smiled at my husband as he yelled. I’d never seen him more happy and hyped. This was probably in his top five of life

experiences minus our wedding kids who I’d group collectively and a mania. I watched as my husbands team heartbrokenly lost in a hard fought game that was close and good as fuck but he was pissed. It hurt seeing him go from so happy and elated to sad if I could describe the look on his face, it broke my heart. That last minute touchdown was it, the Chiefs became the first team in 20 years to get back to back championships.

We finally after what felt like forever made our way out of the arena and into a limo. We’d split from everyone else and I watched as he angrily leaned back into his seat.

“Aye least yall made it further than dem boys did.”

“Aulelei no offense the Cowboys choke post season.”

“Hey I’m tryin to console you and you talk shit.”

“It’s the truth.”

“Shh and I’m sorry they lost really thought they had it.”

“Me too that’s why I hate OT and of all nights for the new rule to take effect.”

“I know your teams expense.”

“Exactly.”

“It was a good game though.”

“It was we almost had they asses we def gettin it next year.” He was still pouting as I rubbed his face.

“My big bad husband upset.”

“Yeah.” I leaned up straddling his waist as he looked over my shoulder. “Least the partition is already closed.”

“Joe.” I giggled hitting his arm. As he brought up the one time we fooled around in a limo. We made out a bit his hands resting on my ass that he squeezed. I moved when the car stopped and took his hand as he helped me out and we made our way back into the hotel. I quickly grabbed pajamas and discarded my clothes going to hit a shower until my husbands hand stopped me

“What.”

“You ain’t gonna need that for awhile.”

“Why’s that… tama.” I asked meeting his eyes as the darkened a grunt leaving his lips.

“You know why, especially with that word.”

“Na’o le fue ia te a’u tama” I replied smirking as his eyes darkened more and his chest rumbled. He reached forward grabbing me as he passionately kissed me before lifting me into his arms.

“Be careful what you ask for aulelei.”

“Mmm don’t make promises you can’t keep.” I gasped a moan as he slid inside me I wasn’t expecting him to do that so quickly.

“Talk that shit now.”

“Mm fuck.” I muttered as he grabbed my hands pinning them above my head. The way he could hold me down with one hand while absolutely wrecking me with pleasure never ceases to amaze and turn me on. The duality of the sweet love of Joe and the rough dominance I still didn’t know which was better although right now angry Joe was amazing.

“You feel good, I’m gonna make you cum aren’t I.”

“Joe.”

“Jayla.” He grunted slamming into me rougher as I fell over the edge hands desperately trying to cling to his wrist. He lifted one of my legs into his arm making his stroke hit different as he slammed into my gspot

“Oh my god.”

“Nah just your chief.”

“Shut up.”

“Lo’u masiofo likes it huh.”

“Yes.” I moaned out. Joe chuckled knowing exactly what he was doing. He knew it and his fan girls were welcome. He’d posted some things here or there about him and usually they’d say he saw and knew and he did. He liked going on different sites seeing what was being said about him. The vulgarity of some of it made me laugh cause I felt that and he was my husband.

“ma e talia a'u e lo'u masiofo.”

“Joe.” I moaned out voice cracking as he made me cum again. His grunts in my ear as he thrust four more times before stilling. “God if that’s how you lose ima need them to win next season.” I muttered as he laughed pulling me into his chest a kiss pressing to the top of my head.

“They win you won’t be walking for two weeks.”

“Two.”

“Yeah cause we’d be partying and the parade and in between all of it your getting this dick let them win.” I kissed his chest as I relaxed letting his heartbeat lure me to a much needed sleep.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe roman reigns #roman reigns fanfiction #roman reigns smut #jey uso smut

[sunbitesworld]

Bestie, I would like some Jack comfort, please 🥺👉👈. I just want some feel good and everything will alright vibes, you know??

I gotchu bestie! I hope this is what you wanted? It's kinda angsty- <3 Also this hits hard when you listen to this song while reading imo.

GN! Reader

Warnings: Angst with comfort, mentions of Ian cheating.

Now playing:

You were curled up in bed, hugging your pillow to your chest as tight as you possibly could. It had been months since Ian admitted to cheating, months since you met Jack. You genuinely thought things were getting better now, that you were finally over Ian's cheating ass.

Well, you thought wrong. Here you were, crying over him in the middle of the night again. You were trying so hard to hold back your small sobs, you really didn't want to wake up the ghost who was sleeping peacefully next to you.

Suddenly, you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around you from behind. Damnit, you thought. You weren't sure why, but accidentally waking up Jack made you want to cry harder. "Sunspot, what's wrong?" He mumbled, pulling you to his chest.

"I didn't mean to wake you, please j-just go back to sleep..." You tried not to sound like you were crying, but failed miserably. "Hey, it's okay to cry..." He leaned down, gently kissing the top of your head. "It just means you're human, Sunshine." You started to sob, clawing at the pillow tighter. "It hurts, Jack! What Ian did is unforgiveable!" You hid your face in the pillow, to muffle your heartbreaking cries. "You never have to forgive him, not after how bad he hurt you..." Jack whispered, just holding you close.

You let go of the pillow, dropping it to the floor as you turned around to face him. "Oh Sunspot..." His heart shattered, looking at your cheeks that were puffy from all the tears. Gently, he pulled you back to his chest.

You sobbed into it for what felt like eternity, until it died down to just an occasional hiccup. "He never deserved you. You're far to perfect for a nobody like him, Sunshine..." Jack whispered in your ear while rubbing your back to soothe you.

"Everything will be okay, I've got you. I will never let anyone hurt you like that ever again..." His hand moved up to stroke your hair, it felt so calming. "Thank you, Jack. You mean so much to me..." You whispered, your eyes closing.

You just wanted to go back to sleep, you wanted to forget about crying over that jerk. "Anytime, Sunshine. Get some rest, okay? You're safe with me..." He placed one last kiss to your forehead, watching you drift off to sleep.

You truly did feel safe with Jack around, especially when he holds you in his arms like this. It brought a smile to your once sad face as you cuddled up closer to him.

He glared at the wall as he kept his hold on you. "I'll make him pay for every tear that he caused you..." He hissed, trying to contain his anger the best he possibly could. He'll take care of Ian later, all that matters is you.

#something's wrong with sunny day jack #swwsdj #male yandere x reader #male yandere #sfw headcanons #angst with comfort #angst headcanons #angst fic #sfw fic #sdj x reader #sdj jack #sunny day jack x reader #sunny day jack

[therobishow]

The Mists of Avalon, by Marion Zimmer Bradley, was recommended to me by one of my English teachers, who was also at one point my theater teacher. She said it was a feminist retelling of the myths involving Moran and King Arthur. So, I am so sorry to say that it is just…rubbish.

Okay, some of the cultural and fantasy elements are interesting. There is genuinely cool world building done tying everything together, whether that be Avalon itself or Camelot.

But...the characters.

Morgan, or Morgaine, at first acts as a blank slate of sorts. She's interested in the culture that surrounds her, and it's through her eyes that we get to learn about the world. That said, she takes a face-heel turn which is just...bizzare. It's like the plot is going "oh wait, we forgot to make Morgan EVIL so she does things people would consider EVIL" even though the plot doesn't necessarily demand it??? There's this one point where she basically goes "actually you know what doing incest with my brother is fine actually. I should have acted like a girlfriend to him after that and manipulated him to do my bidding" and. girl????? And it feels like the whole way the book is trying to justify it? Like, yeah in the original myth there's a sense of betrayal. But not like this?

And Gwen. Gwenhwyfar. Ohhhh my god. Her introduction is kinda neat, since it gives some perspective on how mentally ill women would have been treated back then. It quickly becomes annoying though. She's a religious fanatic. A Christian religious fanatic. Also she threatens to cheat on Arthur in order to bear a child. Also she's having an affair with Galahad. Gwen just...always has something to complain about. And it's not a good experience to read.

Arthur. Hmmm. He's portrayed as somewhat wishy-washy, constantly being pulled back and forth between the opinions of Gwen and Morgaine. Like...this is such a bad thing for a king to be. But he's honestly somewhat chill?

Plus there are just...so. many. unnecessary. sex. scenes. I would have given the author a bag of caramels for half of them to be fade to black moments.

The author is very clearly pro-pagan and anti-christian. I fall somewhat in line with that, not anti-christian but I can understand why someone would be. That said. The author kind of rubs the faults of christianity in the reader's face. Repeatedly. It's not subtle.

Overall, I have read a lot of retellings of different myths. This might just be my least favourite retelling of a myth ever.

Oh god The Mists of Avalon.....

I read this in middle school. It was a mistake. This book is so far up its own ass. I've read a lot of pretentious books, but this one nearly gets the top spot (nothing could beat out The Dream of Perpetual Motion or literally anything by Donna Tartt).

Morgaine becoming evil definitely felt like Bradley suddenly remembered that she was a villain in the legend and hastily shoved it in. She could have easily not made her evil, and just gone with the idea that history twisted the facts. That would have suited the character better, as well as playing into the "feminist" themes since history does often villianize women who don't deserve it.

And I put "feminist" in quotes because this book is like the definition of White Feminism.

Also, Marion Zimmer Bradley was a horrific person. Not joking or exaggerating here, she was pure evil. Epstein levels of evil. Humbert Humbert evil. Look it up if you want to, but be warned that it is genuinely awful and reading about it is pretty harrowing. There's a reason I chose those specific comparisons.

#asks #answered #the mists of avalon #marion zimmer bradley #literature #adult fantasy #arthurian legend

[casliveblog]

Custom Toonami Block Week 161 Rundown

Spy X Family: This is actually a pretty good pair for one of those split episodes. First half deals with Anya getting some bad news that the next semester’s classes will divided up by performance and Anya’s basically at the bottom while Becky’s in the middle and Damian’s at the top so not only would she lose a friend but it’d put the mission at risk if she got separated from Damian and the weird part is it seems like even if she gets her grades up she’ll still be separated from one of them so it’s a good paradox. Still we kinda get sidetracked by a fight over a macaron that’s supposed to make whoever eats it smarter, The gloomy Oblongs-looking kid from the other episode gets it and they split it amongst them with the one not getting any decided by a game of Old Maid, shenanigans ensue. Anya cheats to win but everyone calls her on it and then while trying to cheat less she almost loses and only wins because Damian moe radar starts going off again but of course even with the magic macaron she isn’t any smarter, though Loid notes she seems to know what she’s talking about with foreign languages despite her spelling being atrocious. Second half Franky namedrops a super secret spy group that definitely won’t be important later and then gets ditched by Loid when he wants to use his gadgets to look for a stray cat for the girl he’s flirting with. This is where he trips across Yor and she gets involved. Yor and Franky are actually a surprisingly good comedic pair and I really like this bit despite it being simple and silly. Yor ends up getting humped by cats until she’s able to rip open Franky’s varia suit to scare the cat back into line but turns out the girl’s already married, oh well.

Inuyasha: It’s another ‘Miroku was shitty in the past’ episode, this time actually acknowledging that Miroku and Sango are engaged at this point in the story. Turns out two years ago Miroku visited this girl who was very sick and jipped her parents out of some expensive medicine and promised to marry her daughter to keep her going which puts him in an awkward situation now that he’s back and a demon wants to marry her in exchange for helping with said medicine so the dad’s like ‘hey fuck my daughter and she won’t be a virgin anymore for the demon to marry’ and god this plot is messed up. To her credit, Sango is trying not to hold something Miroku did in the past over his head too much and acknowledges the complexity of the issue but you can’t really blame her for it bothering her unlike all the Kikyo stuff in the past couple episodes with Kagome. This also gets worse when the girl says Miroku already fucked her in the past which… eww she was probably not of age yet and was also bedridden that’s just kinda not a good look. The demon is a giant catfish who is kind of a creep but honestly relatively understanding about the whole thing despite being upset, also helps that he’s not very strong and one good smack from Inuyasha turns his rampage into a pity party. It’s kinda funny when Kagome’s watching the telenovella thing going on with Miroku and Sango while Inuyasha’s fighting a giant catfish and Shippo points out they may have misdirected the plot a bit. The catfish runs off with the girl and Sango runs off in general and Miroku gets to be possessive when the catfish grabs up Sango too and sucks up THE WHOLE FUCKING LAKE in his Wind Tunnel which is probably bad for this girl’s family as it seemed to be their best water source but whatever. Sango gets to have Miroku do a few laps chasing her around the lake and the girl admits she never fucked Miroku and Miroku’s just like ‘yeah I thought my fiancée would trust me enough to know better but then again I was a creep’ so it’s kinda both their faults which doesn’t really resolve anything but it’s fine I suppose.

Yu Yu Hakusho: The Demon World Tournament and we get the real dual reasons why the Dark Tournament fighters were brought back: they’re basically jobbers for the new guys, with Jin, Suzuki (off-screen) and Touya all losing their fights to some of Raizen’s old friends so they can do the JJK ‘stand proud, you’re strong’ to characters we’ve been following a lot longer. This is kind of infuriating in the same way bringing back the Edo Tensei Zombies in Naruto or the Arrancar/Fullbrings for Bleach was, it’s the end of the series and you bring back some old characters for nostalgia but don’t have the narrative room to actually do anything with them so you basically shelve them and it kinda sucks. Though to the story’s credit, Kurama and Mukuro do pick up on the alternative motive for the tournament being making friends of people who can respect each others’ strength just like Yusuke did to all these guys during the Dark Tournament, sort of a ‘fight in the right way’ type deal that builds up respect instead of resentment. I am still kinda frustrated that we don’t get good resolutions for some of these guys but I do appreciate that Yusuke’s final master plan is ‘everyone fight until we’re all friends’ it’s like weaponizing Shonen Protagonist powers on a global scale.

Jujutsu Kaisen: It’s the end of the Gojo flashback arc and… god this one kinda hurts too, like not a sharp possibility-shattering pain like Riko’s death but the dull ache of something that happened long ago but still hurts. It’s been a year since Riko died and since Gojo’s fuckshow strong now he’s doing more solo missions which means Geto’s also doing more solo missions which means Geto gets time to brood and mull over his future supervillain tendencies. He’s basically already struggling and then gets confronted by Todo’s future teacher with the idea of how to stop Cursed Spirits which is presented with a lot more honesty and relatability than it was in the movie with the ‘fuck everyone without superpowers’ cult. Essentially normal people are like cups with pinholes in them, they sweat and leak and that sweaty leakage becomes a flood of Cursed Spirits, but Jujutsu Sorcerers are like tumblers, everything’s sealed inside and the fluid maintains the required temperature. Now admittedly Todo’s Sensei was obviously not trying to come out and say kill all normies but the idea of harassing the entire world until everyone either gets superpowers or dies is a lot more substantial when you realize Cursed Spirits only exist because the normies literally can’t hold their water and then the dudes that can hold their water have to go out and fight and die for them and the leaky cups don’t even know they’re leaky and just keep doing it. This all comes to a head when on top of this Darth Plagueis-esque conversation and designated too good for this world flashback guy gets killed and Geto is sent off to a Higurashi-style superstitious village that locked the two teenage girls from the movie up for doing weird shit when Cursed Spirits created by the normies were the ones that actually were running amuck. So yeah, Geto’s done, he’s just like ‘fuck it, burn everything’ mode. He and Gojo have a goodbye scene that basically matches what happened in the movie and it’s like Episode III where Gojo just can’t kill his best friend despite Geto admitting if he does he’ll prevent all the deaths of the people he’s about to murder. Geto starts his weird cult with the remains of the HappyHappyists and Gojo takes up Megumi in a fractured effort to get SOMETHING good to come of that whole experience and Gojo wakes up to see his three knuckleheads fucking around and I’m sure none of them will die in the near future and everything will be fine.

Scott Pilgrim Takes Off: The whole episode is set up like a found footage documentary which is kinda cool but far from the neatest media blending this series has done so far. But yeah, Ramona’s still on the set of the movie, once again trying to confront a second Ex that is now playing Scott in the movie about his Vegan Portal showing up in the kidnapping video. However when Todd and Envy can’t stop making out, Wallace decides to fix that… by making out with Todd instead and causing him to have some bisexual panic and admittedly their little relationship is cute though Todd is either a terrible person or I’m massively disillusions on how flighty the flings of twenty-somethings are. Envy’s understandably pretty pissed that Wallace turned her Vegan boyfriend gay and they fight but because they’re too rich/arrogant/catty to actually fight they fight like Batman villains in Arkham Asylum and have their henchmen fight instead. Eventually things cool down and Ramona gets confirmation that another Vegan must’ve snatched Scott because the Vegan Signatures don’t match Todd’s powers. Also Matt comes down in his Kaibacorp copter and cancels the movie because it was ridiculously unproductive and making him out to be the midboss he is. He and Ramona talk and he gives her the dirt on Gideon’s new living arrangement and she has her new target.

Ranking of Kings: So these two sets of filler vignettes actually happen after the last episode so we have some kind of illusion of progression at least. The first involves Bojji as king doing his normal shit and helping out some kids by literally giving them the shirt off his back which is nice and all but you’d think as king he could be like ‘go get this boy some clothes’ instead of pulling the same tricks he did at the beginning of the series. Anyway they save the kids’ bird but through the journey Bojji hammers home how much he misses Kage who left for… some reason, idk, despite Bojji still needing help to be a good king and Kage saying he’d be with him always I guess we needed a reason for conflict even though I have no idea why if the next season’s just going to be retreading past arcs, at least this gives the impression that Bojji was king for more than like, a week. The second but is the same kind of story but with Daida re-instated as king and trying to be a better person and showing off his growth around town. He tells Miranjo to keep a low profile since some peeps are understandably still mad about her almost murdering the whole kingdom but she sneaks out to teach children how to read and write and so Daida decides to demolish the old barracks and make a school instead which is a good idea in principle as long as they have no wars forever and this whole incident with the Underworld Fugitives doesn’t prove that their army is woefully inept and leave all the work to like seven guys.  

Vinland Saga: It’s a Canute episode and damn has he been up to some shit, whilte Thorfinn’s been farming and idly contemplating death, just as Canute predicted the former King of England is like ‘oop Sweyn’s dead, time to come back’ so Canute’s in the same war for England that his father was, though his troops are not terribly fond of his ‘no murder and pillaging’ policies and Thorkell’s having a hard time adapting to them not fighting until everyone else is a bloody paste on the ground too. The Lord of Mercia sent for a ceasefire and Canute comes out himself just to send a message, this guy tries to buy him half with a fuckton of gold to get him to pull out of his area and Canute’s just like: ‘Bro, I’ve killed people for this, you’ve killed people for this, if you think any amount of money is going to justify the lives of everyone on both sides who have died for this you can go fuck yourself. Since you’ve already betrayed your supposed king by trying to bribe me for special treatment, let’s do that but in a way that matters, okay? Come help me assassinate him and I won’t drive your region into the fucking dirt.’ And the lord does seem to reject this offer at first until Canute shows him just how many camps he has and how absolutely fucked there, like the only reason the war isn’t already over is because Canute doesn’t want to just go in and murder everyone. So he presumably scares the shit out enough of the King’s retainers to get him assassinated and then his son takes over and HE’S assassinated so they’re like ‘yeah sure let’s just give it to the Danish guy before out guys keep mysteriously dying’. And just like that, with a strategic show of force Canute is crowned King of England in a third of the time it took Sweyn and with far, far less bloodshed. Like I wouldn’t say Canute’s hands are clean or anything but he seems to be doing a decent job of keeping the warmongering to a minimum for the same results.

#ooc #Toonami #Custom Toonami Block #Spy X Family #Inuyasha #Yu Yu Hakusho #Jujutsu Kaisen #Scott Pilgrim Takes Off #Ranking of Kings #Vinland Saga

[lewis-winters]

i have no one else to bug about this so i'm so sorry but i'm writing this winnix thing that picks up around ep 2-3 and i'm just like....my feeling is mr. richard is so aware of being devoted to lewis but he's also so devoted to repression and this is actually the one thing he's scared of that he's like...mmmm he's married i can't look at him too long but then when lewis almost dies he snip snaps and is like get in that room we're kissing. But here's my thing i feel like i gotta write some littler snaps between d-day/carentan and then market garden because i feel like it would take dick a while to break down and i guess i'm just blabbing but do you have any thoughts on this as a pillar of this community

oh you are so right and so smart for this because dick's back and forth between devotion to lewis and his repression is like CATNIP to me like. when dick winters loves someone he goes ALL IN alright and he's Intense As A Person, like ppl forget that because he's so mild mannered and not as explosive as everybody else around him they think he can be contained uh. no he fucking can't. he tackles all things with the same amount of intensity and earnestness as charging at an enemy platoon on his lonesome ok. it only makes sense that he loves nix with just the same level of gusto.

but the poor guy is also NOT having a good time reclaibrating his understanding of himself + unpacking what it means to be gay in the 1940s AND in the army AND in the middle of an actual war AND what it means to be in love on top of that (he's literally 25/26, like did any of us know what love really was at that age? cmon now). i dont think he had that many hangups about lewis being married tho bc like... let's be honest. being faithful to your wife was more of a novelty in this male dominated space than otherwise (and I've worked with soldiers before, cheating amongst their ranks is Normal). and i dont think he liked kathy very much. and like. he's kinda self-assured enough to be a lil "well i'm DIFFERENT" which. is also. another thing that the fandom should unpack more bc it is so so funny but also so so juicy. he might have a problem about the infidelity later on i think when they start to discuss the idea of Them outside of war and into the future but like... that's another convo entirely.

anyway i think your instincts are on point, and if you're a show not tell kinda person, i think your message might come across better if you showed instances from Before The Headshot to really drive home how Repressed But Ultimately Doomed dick is for this man. winnix is truly about the devotion amidst yearning and pining. you already have the devotion down, add more yearning and pining!! make it hurt!! p&p 2005 handflex the SHIT out of those bitches!!!!

or don't. I'm not the boss of you.

#ask #winnix #'pillar of this community' anon you're so silly that's very sweet thank you

[just-a-small-snake]

I fucking dare you to infodump Inception lore I dare you, do it coward

🫵👁️👁️

Be me: (loves hearing my friends infodump about things they care about)

You've opened a can of multi-layered worms, my friend.

I'm gonna talk about the Hallway Scene. Have I told you about the Hallway Scene? It's on the second level, in the hotel, and they've missed the first drop. The first drop was supposed to be when the van one layer up went off the bridge, but they didn't time it right so now they're in freefall and that means there's just no fucking gravity on the second layer.

None.

Shit's floating everywhere, people are floating everywhere, my guy Arthur's floating everywhere while in the middle of a fight.

But here's the thing about that: this movie is live action and it's fucking 2010. They can't CGI this and make it look good. And they can't have bad CGI cause it's a big-budget slick sci-fi action movie and ya boi Chris is not gonna settle for shitty CGI. So what do they do? They build three fucking identical hallways. There's the main set, another that's on its side like a big tube, and a third that fucking SPINS. And you're gonna say "well Cam, that's not revolutionary, they did that for Space Odyssey in like the early 60s" well did they make a guy float in the 60s? I don't know I haven't seen Space Odyssey. I don't think they did though.

Anyway. On top of that, there's also a room that spins, which is way harder to deal with cause it's so much bigger and there's way more space to just fucking fall.

So with their three spatially fucked sets, they're ready to film. They call up Joseph Gordon Levit's go-to stuntman and- SIKE! There's no stuntman. It's all him. They just fucking put JGL through the spin cycle and he made it look SO COOL. And weak-ass Leonardo DiCaprio had a stunt double for his role of "pretend to be asleep and get floated around on some wires" lmao. Imagine asking for a stunt double for that after hearing the guy playing your sidekick did THAT. I would simply die. And if you're wondering why I'm not mocking Elliot Page for the same shit, it's because I like him and I do not like dicaprio.

Anyway. You asked me about lore and I am so sorry for going off about the technical bits it's just like my favorite practical effect ever and I take every opportunity to talk about it.

In terms of lore, I never see anyone talk about this but I'm obsessed with how much they change the world? Like obviously there's the scene where Ariadne bends Paris in half like a sandwich and then makes a bridge out of mirrors, and it's immediately shown why you Shouldn't Fucking Do That (see: stab wound), but later we see Eames bend reality so casually all the time.

He changes his own appearance several times, and at one point pulls a grenade launcher out of absolutely nowhere like goddamn Bugs Bunny. And it's fascinating to me as a character detail.

Now that I'm thinking about it, Cobb, Arthur, and Eames all ensure control over their very tricky environments in such interesting ways. Like Cobb tries to control his wife, mentally bringing her back from the dead, trapping her as a shade in his memory. This backfires spectacularly, becoming the main conflict of the movie.

More subtly, we see Arthur's need for control in his appearance (they're thieves in an abandoned warehouse, he doesn't need to wear a waistcoat and keep his hair perfectly jelled all the damn time) and his fondness for paradoxes like the infinite staircase. He needs to have the upper hand on his opponent at all times Just In Case.

Eames, by comparison, seems way more chill, generally a "go with the flow" kinda guy, but I feel like he relies on his tricks a lot. He casually manipulates people, gives himself an extra weapon, probably cheats at poker. I think he's just as messed up as the rest of them.

So putting aside Cobb's severe everything, I wanna look at Arthur and Eames. We learn very little about any of the characters aside from Cobb, but what little we do learn can be built on to form vague yet cohesive backstories.

Arthur is ex-military. My evidence being some of his speech patterns, his knowledge of dreamshare tech as a military tool, his experience with it that implies he's been at it for a long time (it hasn't existed for very long), and his apparent need for organization and order.

In contrast, Eames is a con artist. We first see him playing poker in a dingy bar, his whole job is to lie and manipulate people, and he keeps a sloppy, unprofessional appearance that's probably really good for making people underestimate him.

Both are highly skilled, very experienced, and shown to be good at improvising when shit goes down. Honestly, I think they make Cobb look like an absolute fool most of the time. He's like the guy from Teen Titans who doesn't have any powers and just says "Teen Titans go!" instead of doing shit. I don't like him very much in case you haven't noticed. Cobb, that is. I'm pretty neutral about Robin.

Anyway. Good Movie.

#what did you think was gonna happen my dude #inception #welcome to my twisted mind

[set-phasers-to-whump]

hii there! do you have any whump lists or whump fanfics recommendations for Evan Buckley from 9-1-1?

hi! idk if a whump list exists but i would recommend checking out the whumpapedia, off the top of my head 2x18 and 3x01-03ish come to mind though. i'm an eddie whump man myself but i have read a few buck whump fics, i'll list them for you here (under a readmore bc some of the summaries are super long lol). also just as a disclaimer i read most of these a While ago and my notes on many of them aren't super descriptive so there may be some not very whumpy or not very good fics in here but like. this is what i've got lol. hope you like some of them!

Adrift by myemergence. summary: After Buck and Christopher get swept away in the tsunami, Buck struggles to keep Christopher safe. Buck tries to help as many people as possible and saves countless lives. What happens when he loses Christopher, one of the people in the world that means the most to him and how will he ever explain it to Eddie? ** “Wha-what do you mean he vanished? Where is Christopher now?” Eddie chokes out. Buck reaches out to grab the tent to balance himself. “I-I don’t know, Eds. I’m not going to stop looking. We will find him.” Buck feels the walls closing in around him now, the anxiety that has been swelling in his chest all day threatens to suffocate him and he gasps for air. “You lost him?” Eddie takes a step back, the tears that have been welling in his eyes finally breaking loose.

Another Head Hangs Lowly, Child Is Slowly Taken... and the Violence Causes Silence (Who Are We Mistaken?) by Huntress8611. summary: “Buck, how we doing?” Hen asked, crouching next to him. “Uh, kinda numb,” he grunted. That wasn’t exactly the truth, and his vision swam as Hen inserted two IVs, the pain in his leg getting worse by the second.

Baby Buckaroo by Delilah2040. summary: Buck keeps having nightmares and so he calls the one person he knows he can rely on. Athena comes to the conclusion that her husband must be cheating on her after mysterious phone calls lead Bobby to rush out in the middle of the night.

Before Something Breaks that Cannot be Fixed by jasperthewriter. summary: Five minor injuries, and one hospital visit. Five snapshots into Buck and Eddie's lives and relationship, and one time Eddie almost lost Buck. "Tell Chris I love him, ok Eddie?” “Tell him yourself,” Eddie says shortly. “We’re almost there.” “I love you too.” Buck says.

Better by patrocchilles. summary: When Eddie finally tears his eyes away from the television, his face is twisted almost as if in pain. He meets Buck’s gaze, searching for some kind of answer, and Buck is terrified of what he might find. “Can you explain this to me?” Eddie implores, voice gruff and filled with a desperation that startles Buck. Buck can’t speak, or look away, or even blink. He feels frozen, fear like ice in his veins juxtaposed with the burning sensation in his throat and lungs. It’s getting harder to breathe and he thinks he might be having a panic attack, but he has to say something, because Eddie won’t stop looking at him and he doesn’t know how much more of this deafening silence he can take. “I’m sorry, I-” Buck whispers, and then lowers his voice even further, if it’s even possible, “I didn’t want you to see this.”

Bloodbuzz by Anonymous. summary: Buck may have found Maddie, but he is not all right. So Eddie takes him home. (Coda to 2x13, "Fight or Flight")

Broken Silence by datleggy. summary: combined prompts asking for quiet Buck trying to stay out of everyone's way after the lawsuit--he and Maddie get hurt but he thinks they won't care, because of how they've been treating him lately, so he doesn't say anything, but does request time off, and then comfort ensues!

Catch me when I fall by HaleyBuckley. summary: Missing Evan Buckley scene from 3x03 after Buck finds Eddie at the VA hospital (because the fire fam should have been with him more and taken care of him)

Dunk Tank Duty by datleggy. summary: Prompt: after the lawsuit Buck is alienated. It's summer so the firehouse is hosting a charity event for kids. One attraction is the dunk tank and without thinking Bobby orders Buck to do it What they don't realize is that Buck's not over the tsunami. They all dunk him, Eddie the most, but don't notice. Chris is the one who notices and yells "Stop Daddy Buck's scared! Stop it!" Buck runs to Chris and they cling to each other. Chris and a bunch of kids say "You're all mean!" Cue the devastation.

Falling but already Fallen by DarkFairytale. summary: Buck coughed back to consciousness, choking on the dust and debris that hung thick in the air. The motion jarred his right side; the side he was laying on, the side he’d landed on, and even as the winded pain forced him to curl in on himself until the coughs subsided, the only thought on his mind was Eddie.

First Impressions by Wildspringflower06. summary: “You’ve been ignoring me for nearly a decade Evan you’ll have to grow up eventually.” “I’m not-” Buck started, but quickly lowered his voice, “I’m not ignoring you. I just don’t have time right now, I have to work.” Eddie stood from the couch and started slowly walking towards the stairs, he didn’t like the way his friend was acting, and the older man was setting off all sorts of alarm bells in the back of his mind. “Oh you have to work do you? Big important firefighter that you are.” The man jeered, clearly amused.

Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst by OpheliaPending. summary: It'd been two weeks since anyone had heard from Buck. Then the 118 get on a call and Eddie just about loses his mind.

i thought i lost you by smartbuckley. summary: given from the following prompt: Buck is back with the team but they are giving him the cold shoulder, especially Eddie. Buck just bears it and hopes. What no one knows is that Buck’s lawyer is plotting to take Buck out for not taking the money. He hires people to lure Buck into a trap and it seems to work, everyone thinking Buck was blown to bits or lost some other way. Eddie is beside himself. Athena is on call when she hears and goes on the warpath, pulling of a car matching Buck’s. Guess who’s behind the wheel?

It's Ok Now by datleggy. summary: On his day off, Buck takes Christopher to the doctor--just for a cold, no big deal--until it suddenly might be and Buck is alone and nobody is picking up their phone.

Lay You Down by Pline. summary: Buck is sick and can't be left alone in his feverish state, but everyone is working. Everyone but Athena.

made up my mind i'm (leaving) my baby by ShyAudacity. summary: Somehow, Buck manages to not profess his overwhelming, universe sized crush to the whole city of Los Angeles- or Eddie, for that matter. He keeps his feelings in check; he hangs out with Eddie and Christopher when the two of them are off-shift just enough to make it seem friendly and not like Buck is holding back on the biggest secret he’s ever kept. It’s fine, he tells himself. Eddie has Christopher and half a wife to worry about. I don’t need to jump in giving him more to deal with. He’s got enough on his plate right now as it is. He’ll be fine without me. I got along just fine before I knew him, I can keep doing it now. OR A universe where too much distance between soulmates (after they’ve met) can cause one or both of them to become very ill (especially if one of them is pining or not being honest about their true feelings).

My Stability by autumnchills. summary: After months of surgeries and rehab, Buck has made it back to where he was, something that still amazes the doctors. That all goes down the drain the moment he starts coughing. — Eddie’s POV in 3x01 and how he reacts to Buck coughing up blood.

never just a wave by thisissirius. summary: Buck’s hand is clenching and unfurling against his knee, like he’s not conscious of it, and Eddie reaches across the center console, taking Buck’s hand in his own. He only means to stop the movement in the corner of his eye, but Buck jerks, head snapping up, and he wrenches his hand out from under Eddie’s, breath coming in quick gasps. “Easy,” Eddie says, guilt welling in his chest, trying to keep his attention on the road and on Buck. “I’m sorry.” Buck’s voice cracks when he says, “No, I’m sorry.”

Not Alone by datleggy. summary: Prompt: after the drama with the lawsuit Buck is back but the team are cold and distant or even hostile. Buck tries not to let it get to him but he misses them, especially Eddie who just glares at him. This treatment slowly starts to ware down Buck’s hope that they would all reconcile eventually. It leads to Buck either asking for a transfer or doing something worse. Either way the team, especially Bobby and Eddie realize they let things fester to long. Put as much angst into this as you can!

Not Enough by datleggy. summary: I saw a post- I can't remember where, though, sorry -about the dosed episode and how Bobby hallucinated his daughter and what if Buck had hallucinated something from his past (maybe something not so good?) too and I was just wondering if, whenever you get the chance, you could maybe write a fic based on this, please? (and I know that half the team was drugged along w him, but maybe after they've all sobered, there's some Fire Fam feels and comfort?) absolutely no worries if not! have a good day!

Of Bikes and Concussions by datleggy. summary: Buck gets into an accident on his way to work in the morning, and before he can explain why he's late, he gets thoroughly chewed out and the rest of his day goes way downhill from there.

Snap, Crackle, Pop. by wolfypuppypiles. summary: Eddie pulled his phone out of his pocket, standing to answer its ringing call. “Hey, Buck.” “Dad.” Eddie spun on his heel, smile warming up his chest at his son’s voice. “Hey, buddy. Where’s Buck? You guys having fun?” “We fell.” AKA Buck gets hurt and its Christopher who has to save him

So Open up My Eyes, Tell Me I'm Alive by Huntress8611. summary: “Christopher!” he called, stumbling down the street. “Christopher!”

The Meaning of Family by MadalineGrace. summary: Buck couldn’t help the wince as he caught his reflection in the mirror. The face that stared back at him was pale and drawn, with the only color coming from the red in his cheeks and the dark rings around his eyes. Even his lips were trembling faintly. It was fine. He was fine. He just needed to sleep this off for a few hours and he’d be okay. If only the room would stop spinning and his body could decide on a temperature...

the worth of things by thisissirius. summary: Sitting on the edge of a cot he thinks about going home. It’s probably the best option, but Christopher’s still out there and Buck’s not going to leave him to suffer alone. He’s not. His arm will be fine, he just needs to keep going.

there's a grief that can't be spoken by ShyAudacity. summary: For someone who said he wanted to talk he’s not saying much. After a minute, Bobby finally prompts him. “Buck,” he says, gently. “What was it you wanted to talk about?” Buck looks almost startled when he looks up again- like he forgot Bobby was even in the room with him. It takes Buck another second but he finally says: “…my dad just died.” It comes out more like a question than a statement and Bobby swears that all the air and light leaves the room in a second. That’s not where he expected this conversation to go- not even close. “Oh, God, Buck, I’m- I’m sorry.” OR Buck is having A Bad Day and Bobby is there for him when he needs it.

what if i surrender (and give in) by chthonicheart. summary: “'Hey, man'?” Eddie repeats, and the weight of disbelief in his tone is the only thing that drowns out the latent anger. “Really? Why the hell are you even here, Buck?”

When I'm With You by stellarmeadow. summary: He’d always kind of expected if Buck ran into Abby again it would be a little bit of a train wreck, given the way she’d left, and the way Buck’s emotions tended to run all over the place. He just hadn’t expected it to be an actual train wreck. Buck hadn’t said much after they’d finished up at the site of the wreck. He’d been silent in the truck, staring out the window. They were all exhausted, which meant a quiet ride anyway, which made Buck’s silence easier to miss. Unless you were looking very closely. A soft knock at the front door had him running to answer it before a louder knock followed. He opened the door to find Buck standing on the other side, hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans, like a kid who’d missed curfew. “Can I come in?”

Worth the Risk by 8ucky8arnes. summary: [9-1-1 Dispatcher]: 9-1-1 what’s your emergency? [Caller]: Doug…he-he stabbed Buck. He stabbed Evan and he…he’s still in the house. A rewrite of "Fight or Flight" where Buck was stabbed instead of Chimney.

You Won't Ever Be Alone (Coda 3x03) by RavensCAT. summary: Buck tries to tell Eddie he lost his son. Christopher shows up. The lady doesn't trust Eddie and will only give him to Buck. Eddie takes both his boys home and takes care of them.

#ask #i say things #fic rec #911 #evan buckley #hopefully the links work lmao #anon

[gotatext]

𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐲  ;    ʙᴇᴀᴄʜ ʜᴜᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ #3 !

who did you share a bed with last night ? how did you sleep ?

   “ slept on my own and it fucking sucked balls, man !  i’m not doing that again tonight. no chance. i’ll fucking top and tail with naomi if i have to. ”  night one, he’d been eating pussy. night two, he’d had to up and leave the bedroom in the middle of the night because jenny and dante were being so fucking loud. it was like they were genuinely trying to rub it in people’s faces. “ it’s just dry, you know ? i can’t be bothered with it. there’s a reason jacqueline wilson wrote the sleepover club and not the sleeping alone club. ”  

are you getting on with any of the bombshells/originals ? who’s at the top of your list ?

  “ honestly, i thought i was making bare mates in here but it looks like they’ve all turned on me after that game. ”  it’s petty as fuck. it isn’t like he’s gone out of his way to cheat on romi with jenny — for starters, they weren’t even together — but then angel said he needs to remove the words ‘game’ and ‘challenge’ from his vocabulary if he ever wants a shot at getting romi back. and obviously, he does. “ i just feel like everybody in here is fickle as fuck. not angel, though, he’s my boy. ”

do you see yourself starting to focus on one person or are you still exploring ?

   “ well i was gonna focus all my energy on romi, wasn’t i ?  but i guess that’s gone out the window now... ”  jude lets out a harrowing sigh, thousand-yard staring just to the left of the camera.  “ i’m still gonna fucking try, obviously, because we’d be stupid to throw away something good over a stupid fucking mistake and some insecurity. but i don’t know if i’m fighting a losing battle. i feel like romi’s the kinda person who, once their mind’s made up there’s no changing it. ”  at the fire pit, it felt like they’d just gone round in fucking circles.  “ i’m assuming romi’s getting to know other people now. i mean, i saw them talking to dante. part of me feels like i should do the same and get to know jenny. like, actually this time, because before i was kinda holding back. but i don’t know, it’s like the bed’s not even fucking cold and already it’s like crack on, lad, you’ve only got however many days left and then you’re done. it’s fucked. ”  yeah, maybe he should have saved the thoughtless decisions for when he was back at the main villa. there’s no way he’s getting back now.

how was the beer pong game ? what was most memorable about it ?

 “ obviously the fucking jenny thing was the most memorable, jesus christ, are you dim. ”   this interview is throwing him through the fucking ringer, leg bouncing and anxious to make a getaway, but he knows they won’t let him off that easy. this — seeing him sweat — is good television. they can say what they want about therapy on the outside, but all these fuckers care about is a good show.  “ not even because it was a good kiss, like the kiss itself was fine, whatever, jenny’s a good kisser, but like, everything that happened after... i had no idea that shit would kick off, or i would’ve just kissed angel. but yeah, like i said, i didn’t think it through. wasn’t that deep. at least not on my end, but i can see now why that would have come across as dickish. ”

what was it like seeing the postcard ? what was the most shocking part of it ?

“ what postcard ? ”  jude’s not being facetious, he’s genuinely confused. must’ve been moping by the pool when that one happened, too pissed to even follow the sound of charlene’s screaming. “ i don’t know nothin’ about no postcard ?  who went on holiday ?”

who did you vote for the hideaway ? why ?

  “ angel, cos he’s my boy and he deserves to hit it.  ”  even if callie doesn’t seem like the type to put out, he’s sure they’d find some way to spend the time.  “ it was the only option. there’s no one else i want in there. if it’s not angel, i’ll actually be fuming on his behalf. that boy’s the fucking salt of the earth. i’ve known him two days and i’d honest to god take a bullet for him.  like, my head was spinning out last night and he proper calmed me down. they hit the nail on the head calling him that, man. ”

if you could have voted for an original to go in the hideaway, who would you have voted for ?

 “ callie. nothing personal. same reasons as before. ” jude shrugs, leaning back against the beach chair. his energy’s still antsy, but less so now that he’s not talking about romi, or jenny or both of them. it’s like angel’s ability to centre him has impacted him so profoundly that even speaking about him calms him down.  “ my boy needs a good shagging. he’d be proper attentive. even if nothing happened, like... i want them to have that time, bro. i think they could make a real go of it. ”

#crackon:prompt

[heyitssashag]

This morning I had a fight with the kid. She wanted waffles. I said, “I’m not making waffles, I’m making oatmeal.” Then it just escalated. It was actually, pretty good oatmeal, though. I made it chai flavoured. Added all the spices (cinnamon, cloves, vanilla, cardamom and coriander). I put in some ground flax seed, too for extra protein, fibre and omegas. I used almond and cashew milk.

Doesn’t look very appetizing but just take my word for it - it was good.

Anyway, she ate it all but was pretty rude and miserable about it. You know how most fights start off really dumb? Well, that’s exactly what happened. So I just shut up, threw my runners on and went for a walk. If the fight has already escalated and respect has been tossed out the window, then there’s no point hanging around. As I headed down the street in the rain, crying (sounds like a bad country song), I felt my mood plummeting. Then I was angry at myself for not bringing a joint so I could calm the fuck down. I ended up at the beach. I took some deep breaths while listening to the little waves lightly crashing along the shoreline.

After, I headed through a few little trails and just kept walking.

My mood started to pick up and I even started to jog a little. An hour went by and I got a couple of texts from my kid. “I cleaned the bathrooms for you.” “I made your bed as well.” *5 minutes passed* “I’ll make some tea when you get home.” I knew this was her olive branch. She then texted, “I hope you’re okay.” I smiled and messaged back, “I will be.” This is the thing with teenagers. They can be moody, selfish, hormonal turds but they’re not little kids anymore. They have the capacity to reflect and understand why and when things go sour. Then correct it. I have to learn to take a step back, too, otherwise I’m just fuelling the fire. I’m not perfect by any stretch but I definitely know when to pick my fights.

We’re starting family counselling again at the end of the month. I think we may need a “tune up”. Unfortunately, since my kid has been 12, she’s seen me sick with cancer. On top of that, about a year prior to my original diagnoses, our lives were turned upside down because of my shitty ex. He was cheating so we had to move. Then my kid started middle school and I went from being a SAHM to working almost 50 hours a week to make ends meet. Plus, even though I refer him to as the “shitty ex”, my kid loved him and essentially lost her step-Dad who had been in her life since she was 2. He got this other lady pregnant and moved his new family into the house where we were a happy family just weeks earlier celebrating Christmas. (Super classy. 🙄) Talk about feeling abandoned, too. This was all very shocking for my kid. Since then, I’ve been over-protective, over-indulgent and have over-extended myself because of so much guilt. It’s been a rough 5+ years for her. I’ve been trying so hard to be compassionate and understanding with her feelings but some days it’s hard. There are times when I feel like there’s nothing left in me. So, I’m glad I got out for the walk to clear my head. Exercise and fresh air can do a lot for the mind, body and soul. I walked 7km’s.

I took this photo at the beginning of my walk so I still look kinda sad. Luckily, it got better. 😉

My kid did make me a cup of tea when I got home and we had a nice chat. 🥰 Overall, she’s a terrific kid and I’m super proud of her.

After we talked, I called my 93-year-old grandmother (Oma) and we chatted for over an hour on the phone. It’s always a one-sided conversation because she’s mostly deaf but it makes her so happy when I connect. I try to touch base with her weekly.

I’ve also been watching Servant on Apple TV. It’s a psychological thriller/horror. So far it’s not bad. At first I was a bit, “WTF?” but it’s getting better with each episode.

So that’s my day. Not terribly exciting but it is what it is. Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny. Now I’m making another cup of tea and will be tucking myself in with my heating pad and book. Here’s a gif of a Paul McCartney concert I went to around 3.5 years ago. I have a lot of old concert videos on my phone. lol. I like to watch them and reminisce when I used to go to concerts. Now, I live in a bubble. 😷⬇️

#metastatic breast cancer #stageivbreastcancer #walking #beachvibes #trail walking #autism parenting #parenting teenagers #blogging on parenting #blogging on my blog #blogging

[beckysblogs12]

Falling Hard Blog post 6

I want to jump a little ahead and talk about what has happened after Lucy Gray won the Hunger Games and when Coriolanus got caught cheating so he got assigned to be a peacekeeper in district 12. Actually more like he wanted to go to district 12 to see Lucy Gray. I think with his demotion from the capitol he wants to build his way back to the top, but will have to go through the ranks. I love the dialogue so much when Coriolanus sees Lucy Gray for the first time at the bar and she is singing. She looks at him like he is the only person in the room and he admires that a lot.

Entreaties: an earnest or humble request 

Billy Taupe is such a snob and a disgusting human being, he had no right to attack Lucy Gray on the stage while she was singing, but let me tell you when Coriolanus walked up there and punched him in the face it was so satisfying. Now I can't tell if that was a good or bad decision on his moral character because he could have done it because he was acting like a jerk or it was something to do with his possessiveness on her. Also I don't know what is going on with Sejanus, but he is acting really weird, he is talking to the district 12 people really secretly and it seems like he knows them personally. I was kinda surprised when Lucy Gray did not run after them after they got kicked out of the bar for fighting. Coriolanus definitely made it up when he visited her the next day in the flower fields. I really liked this part of the book because it gives a lot of insight into Lucy Gray’s perspective because the majority of the book is written from Coriolanus' point of view. Chapter 30 demonstrates how Lucy Gray lived her life in district 12 and Coriolanus seems to really like her life. 

Gaunt: lean and haggard, especially because of suffering, hunger, or age. 

The big argument all over the internet is that did Coriolanus and Lucy Gray actually love each other or were they just using each other? I think because of the events that occurred throughout the book they used each other for comfort and did care for one another. Although I think towards the middle to the end of the book Coriolanus started to show his true colors with his possessiveness towards her and his demand to win the plinth prize. Ultimately love did not work out because Coriolanus decided power and glory mattered more. Lucy Gray could see through his indifference for her and she represented everything the capitol wanted to stay away from. I love everything about the whole book because it foreshadows the future of the Hunger games, Catching Fire, Mocking Jay part 1 and 2. It all shows the start of why everything ended up happening in each installment of the hunger games. Like why all around the districts it is closed off by wire fencing to remind everyone and himself that no one could ever be that different. 

Even though Coriolanus made his own decisions that doesn't mean he is all to blame. People influence people, it happens all over the world and in everyday life. Dr.Gual had a lot to blame for because she pushed teh ideas that the districts deserved the brutality and ultimately influenced him so much was because he wanted to be like his father. To the Capitol money and glory is the most essential way of life and the only way to prosper the gains of leadership.

I think the overall message of The Hunger Games, The Ballad Of ASongbirds and Snakes is that influence from others really does matter. Maybe if Coriolanus didn’t  have these bad people in his ear constantly and had the pressure of being the best, he could have ended up with Lucy Gray. Maybe if Lucy Gray had tried hard enough to help him, he would have been saved himself. Unfortunately Coriolanus became Snow the president and Lucy Gray haunts his mind for the rest of his life.

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This Week in BL - I'm sorry but The Sign just WINS

Organized, in each category, by ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Dec 2023 Wk 3

Ongoing Series - Thai

The Sign (Sat YT) ep 5 of 10 - Fun fun fun. I feel sorry for Yai dealing with these two doomed lovers fated mate drama queens. He got a queen of his own to look after, cut the poor boy some slack.

Meanwhile, if evil... why so shirtless?

Hold on peeps, gotta rip my shirt off in a v stripper way, might get blood on it. Not that I’m complaining. Also, a strap? Man after my own heart. 

Awe. Baby boy has magic sparkle punch!! Yay! 

Meanwhile Phaya is my current fav himbo. These two are beyond pretty together. I love the stark contrast in their fantasies about each other. Phaya's is a way more romantic. Normally I don’t like a white towel sponge bath, but that was the most effective one ever deployed by any BL plot since Love Sick. Well done writer's room. This show is FANTASTIC.

Last Twilight (Fri YT) ep 7 of 12 - I say this every week but I truly love this show. Another pair of great communicators, I love that BL is giving us this right now (rather than the usual run of plot driven by willful miscommunication). I’m sad D was mean to M but I see where they’re coming from (for the purpose of story & plot). And the boys did a great job. Jimmy’s so lovely in this role.

But seriously people: Where did those old shoes come from in the middle of a marathon?

Random park shoes! 

For Him (Thurs iQIYI) ep 4 of 10 - One of the most endearing things about these two is what good communicators they are. The sides are kinda cute: puppy+cat hyung romance. Love that for them (and me).

Twins the series (Fri GaGa) ep 8 of 10 - Sprite & First are so crush confession confused first-time tentative adorable. First got himself such a sweet troubled little puppy. What’s gonna happen when he finds out the big lie? 

Pit Babe (Fri iQIYI) ep 6 of 14 - Jeff and Alan are best boys, i see a glimmer of hope for Way. Omegaverse mpreg possibility confirmed. Trash watch happening here.

Cooking Crush (Sun YT) ep 4 of 12 - I finally figured out that it’s the alternating voiceovers that bother me with this show. It gives it a Japanese manga feel, but I’m not wild about that in my Thai BL. Doc being jelly was fun, tho. Tiny confessions and secret smiles do make me happy. It’s sweet. I’m liking it better this week. 

Bake Me Please (Mon Gaga) ep 5 of 6 - The conflict seems very manufactured. Okay, yes that's normal in BL, but you know what I mean... more than normal. Honestly? I’m on Guy’s side. Screw Shin, and not in a good way. 

Middleman’s Love (Fri YT & iQIYI ep 7 of 8 - I really don’t like it that Jade has to be cruel to Mai. And Mai cruel back. ButJade is sweet when he’s a calm and smiley and shy. Boyfriend ep next week  

My Universe (Sun iQIYI) Pisces of Me ep 18 of 24 - I just found this one extremely boring, I didn’t really enjoy any of the characters. And I think it might be incest? Ugh. 4/10

Night Dream (Sat YT) ep 2 of 6 - It’s a pain to track down and I really didn’t like the first episode so… DNF  

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

VIP Only (Taiwan Fri Gaga) ep 6 of 10 - It’s slow and sweet and fine but not great. Lovely little kitchen back hug. Not sure about the boy from the past. The mom character gave me serious PTSD. 

Sahara-sensei to Toki-kun (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 4 of 8 - No ep this week for JBL reasons. 

It's Airing But...

Playboyy (Thurs Gaga) 14 eps - Dear Playboyy, it's not you, it’s me… I hate you. You’re about as deep (and as palatable) as a shot glass of cum. While I'm sure you’re someone’s kink, you're my weakest link. I DNFed this at ep 5, and frnakly I'm impressed with myself for getting that far.

The Whisperer (Sun ????) 10 eps - Thai horror BL that ALSO involves cheating (what joy is mine). I don't think even the perfect single dimple can motivate me to watch. Word is... it's terrible.

7 Days Before Valentine (Weds WeTV) 10 eps - Giving me Luminous Solution vibes. I'm waiting to binge if safe.

Beyond The Star (Weds iQIYI) 8 eps - House of Stars meets Boyband. I was NOT impressed with ep 1. Been told I shouldn't bother.

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - I find this series more fun to binge, so I'll be doing that when I have a spare day. Crazy work load right now so no idea when that will be. (End of year is a bear for me.)

Behind the Shadows (Korea movie) - This is a historical I was interested in, but I've been told they kill the gay so I'm OUT.

Dead Friend Forever (Thai Sat iQIYI) - horror, meh, tell me if it's worth my time?

IT'S NO LONGER AIRING INTERNATIONAL

Cherry Magic (Sat YouTube) ep 3 of 12 - yeah Japan put the smack down on our boys. Sadness. You can use a VPN if you like.

Next Week Looks Like This

I Became the Main Pole of a BL (Japan Gaga) ep 1 of 3 - AKA BL Drama no Shuen ni Narimashita: Crank Up Hen starts tomorrow.

Original 2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED). With the end of the year upon us I'll do an "announced for 2023 but never happened list" soon.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

I think this EVERY SINGLE TIME someone blows on a wound in an Asian drama.

Only Billy has the guts to give us an O face from a cuddle. (The Sign)

I do love it when a show calls out a trope. (Cooking Crush)

 A/b/o and sometimes e! The scene that broke tumblr. (Pit Babe)

(Last week)

#the sign the series #was very hot this week #this week in bl #bl updates #Last Twilight #Thai BL #for him the series #cooking crush the series #pit babe the series #pit babe #thai bl #japanese bl #taiwanese bl #cooking crush