#i never watched any of these but likw

[junkzsillystuff]

transfem mary / larry

nsfw but i put my heart and soul into it. Sorry if you guys don’t likw the borders i don’t have any others in hand rn actually no I LIKE the border!

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Todays the day, she's going to tell him.

Not many people know about Mary being transgender, only the headmaster and her doctor know. None of her classmates suspect anything either, they brush off her not swimming (the headmaster always seems to call her on the monitor during swim lessons. Mary has too much anxiety when it comes to tucking.) and how her voice can get deeper when she’s angry. (Her chest is a less noticeable feature, but she likes her boobs regardless, although small they’ve developed mainly due to her taking doses of estrogen. She likes looking at them, she likes wearing bras.)

Mary prides herself on how feminine she looks, nobody could tell that she was transgender, and ultimately that made her feel even more nervous about telling her boyfriend. Larry has a right to know, in fact, she should’ve just told him from the beginning but…when he looks at her with a rosy face and soft brown eyes…Mary can’t bring herself to do it. She just can’t bear to lose him, to never kiss him again, to never hold his hand, it sickens her, the thought of him leaving. Nonetheless, she feels guilty for lying to him, for not giving him the full truth.

So she sits on the living room couch, her knee bouncing anxiously as she waits for Larry to come home. Larry likes reading so he stops and reads there once school gets out, if he's not at home, shopping, or monitoring the hallways, he’s at the library. Larry truly is a nerd, a nerd with a 3.8 GPA who she loves very much. Mary likes how nerdy he is if anything, watching him stop and clean his glasses is oddly cute. Sometimes, on lucky occasions (in Mary's case), Larry will fumble with the glasses cleaning packet and drop it. He’ll bend over and Mary will get a perfect view of his backside. (in her defense, Larry has a really nice ass…)

All of that could be taken away, all because Mary was stupid, an idiot, an idiot who should've told him at the start! She’s still quietly self-loathing when Larry finally comes back. And, when Larry opened the door, he didn’t expect to find his girlfriend staring blankly at a blank TV. Marys completely still now, staring blankly as her mind gnaws at her. Somethings wrong and Larry doesn’t have to look twice to know.

“Mary?” Larry says softly, Mary jolts from the sound of his voice.

What happened?

“Is everything okay?” He asks, he barely gets the sentence out before Mary responds.

“We need to talk…” Mary huffs out, almost as if she's out of breath. She blinks away the oncoming tears, biting her lip. He nods, feeling his heart drop in his chest as he sits on the couch next to her.

“What's wrong?” Larry gulps, he’s sweating, more than usual (because he's always sweating, especially around Mary, somehow, Mary doesn’t mind holding his sweaty hand.) Did Mary decide that suddenly he wasn’t what she wanted? What did he do? How can he fix it? What—

“Its—Its about me…um…” She starts, feeling the way her body trembles, she hates it. “I was—wasn’t being very honest and there’s something you should know…” Mary looks over at Larry, it’s getting harder to hold her tears back especially as he looks at her like that. Understanding, compassion, care, love, she doesn’t want to watch that morph into hate.

“Larry…I’m—” Her voice cracks pitifully and Mary cringes, grasping her arm for comfort. “I’m trans okay?”

Larry blinks, and he speaks instinctively. “What?” He says blankly, his voice somehow devoid of the shock he's feeling. Mary? Trans? Wow- Really? Larry expected almost anything but that.

If anything, Larry can’t really bring himself to care that much. She’s transgender, but she’s still a girl regardless, she's his girlfriend, and he’s her support system right now. Unfortunately, Mary takes his shock as a bad sign, because she chokes on her neck words as tears roll down her freckled face. Her apology instead comes out as a broken sob. Larry's heart sinks.

“Oh no baby that's not what I meant—” Larry says quickly, he practically snatches her, pulling her into his arms. “Its—Its okay.” He whispers, he's smaller than his girlfriend, so she clutches him against her chest. “I’m just g-glad you told me” Larry adds, but it's a bit muffled, Marys holding him to her chest (had she not been crying, Larry would have blushed.) like he’ll disappear. And even when she calms down, she's still holding him. After a while, Larry pulls back and Mary releases him. Her mascara is smudged, dried tears on her face. Larry winces from the sight, he doesn’t like seeing her sad. Who would?

He reaches into his bag, pulling out a couple wipes. Larry straddles her, wiping off the makeup and dried tears, it takes him a few wipes but he feels a sense of calm when he finishes.

“Does…” He wonders softly, “Does anyone else know?”

Mary bites her lip again, hissing as she feels the sting of it. She must have bit it too hard, judging by the metallic taste of blood in her mouth. So instead, she chews on her cheek, but immediately that starts to bleed too. Sometimes she forgets how sharp her teeth are, just like she forgets how strong she is. Crescent marks litter her arm where she grabbed it a bit too hard.

I’m such a stupid stupid girl.

“Mary…” He tries again, “It's okay…you can take your time…”

Stupid stupid girl.

“No.” She says, still a bit on edge. “Nobody but the headmaster and…and my doctor knows” She doesn’t want anyone else to know, Mary already thinks she's a freak, she doesn’t need others thinking that too. She doesn’t know why she’s waiting for Larry to yell at her or call her names, knowing that he would never do that. Larry doesn’t yell at people unless he needs to, he’d never yell at her. His hand slowly tangles with hers, she almost laughs, he really does love her.

“Do you want anyone else to know?”

Mary shakes her head, she doesn’t.

“Do you think…” She falters, taking in a shaky breath, she hates the taste of blood. “that…that I’m a freak?”

“No,” Larry responds immediately, squeezing her hand. “You're not a freak. Your Mary, the top student of Purge University. The same Mary people gawk at, the same Mary every girl wants to be, the same Mary every guy wants. Nothing changed, You’re still Mary, my girlfriend. My beautiful girlfriend who’s confident, fierce, and intelligent.”

How does he always know what to say?

Mary's stomach flutters and more tears fill her eyes, that feels so good to hear, he makes her feel good. God, how did she end up so lucky?

“Thank you…” She whispers as warm tears fall down her face.

Larry wipes them away and in return Mary leans down and kisses him, intertwining both of their hands. When they break apart for air, Larry whispers;

“I love you, Mary.”

She can’t help but smile.

“I love you too, Larry.”

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“You can do this Mary.” She tells herself, “You can do this…He’ll like it…”

She’s currently in their bedroom, a bag of…stuff sits on their bed—said stuff would be everything she needs for sex, lube, condoms, wipes, and even a vibrator. (She ordered this because buying it all in person would be…embarrassing.) Mary intends to surprise him, dressed in red lingerie. (which looks surprisingly good on her, besides it shows off her thick thighs, Larrys always staring at them anyways) She did spend an embarrassing amount of time determining if she should tuck or not. In the end, Mary decided not to, but her bulge was noticeable and she felt rather insecure about it. (it's not like she could just lie to herself and say her cock wasn’t above an average size—)

After about an hour of preparation, (which included Mary fingering herself to save them both from the embarrassment of doing so. She did want Larry to have her, after all, she was his girlfriend. Maybe she’ll have him later. The sight of her boyfriend bent over and begging is a sight she’ll have to see another day.) Larry came home. Anxiety prickled in her stomach as she heard him humming, she took a breath and calmed herself.

She could do this, Larry was head over heels for her, he wouldn’t be disgusted. Larry could never be disgusted when it came to her.

“Mary?” Larry called, “M’home” Larry placed down a couple of bags on the counter, just a few snacks for them, he’d planned the perfect movie date for him and his girlfriend. He couldn’t wait to surprise her with it (that’s if he could find her first), assuming that maybe she was just asleep, he went to check on her in their bedroom.

“Hey Mary—”

Larry stops in his tracks.

He's gifted with the ethereal image of his girlfriend dressed in silk lingerie. Her brown hair is down, face covered in simple makeup, just the way Larry likes it. Her bra is a velvet red with frills around the sides of it, in the middle, there's a bow that connects the piece. Freckles litter her bare arms, kissing down her waist perfectly. Her underwear is just as enticing, the same color as the bra except with bows on the sides. But neither are truly the main piece of the set, Larry's eyes feast on the black thigh highs she’s wearing. Almost transparent, they squeeze her thighs absolutely perfectly. Although he can’t see the freckles on her thighs, he knows they're there. (Larry wants to sink his teeth into her thighs so badly.) After staring at them for a respectful amount of time, Larry's eyes move up and they land on Mary's bulge which makes Larry's cock twitch painfully. His eyes immediately shoot down and he gasps, he's hard, like really hard.

“Larry.” She purrs, something stirs in his stomach.

Larry shudders as his soft brown eyes finally meet her own sharp ones.

“Are you just gonna stare pretty boy or are you gonna touch me?”

Larry blushes and awkwardly shuffles to her like the loser he is, she pushes him on their bed. Larry reaches for his glasses, but Mary stops him.

“I want you to see this clearly.” She whispers, holding his wrist.

Her hand is so warm.

Well. Larry wasn’t completely blind but…who was he to argue with the absolute goddess in front of him? His hands fall back to his side on the bed, he gives Mary a little nod, and she begins. Mary straddles him, first undoing his tie, and Larrys still utterly speechless as she undresses him. It’s fascinating to watch her work, Mary's especially good with her hands, he just wished he could actually focus on her rather than attempting to stop his brain from turning to mush. Mary enjoys staring at his skin, his chest is skinny but fit and she finds his nipples rather cute. When she finally gets to take his pants off, she can’t help but giggle at just how embarrassed Larry looks. He's staring down at his bulge like it personally betrayed him. She falls back, laughing.

“Larry, I haven’t even touched you yet.” She grins, it's a lighthearted jab, she almost can’t believe how exhilarated he makes her. Mary doesn’t even have to attempt to be seductive because he’ll find her attractive regardless. She’s enamored with him, and he’s enamored with her.

“M’sorry…” He blushes, looking to the side. “You're just…p-pretty…”

Mary's heart melts, now she’s suddenly feeling shy. Larry's hands rest themselves on her thighs, she shivers a bit from the warmth of his hands. She’s a woman now, and…Larry thinks she’s pretty. Larry thinks she's really pretty, pretty enough to kiss, pretty enough to hold, pretty enough to love.

Is this what people call gender euphoria because this feels really fucking good…

“Really?” She asked sheepishly, flushing a deep scarlet.

“Y-Yeah.” Larry responds huskily, once again, intertwining their fingers. Like the loser he is. “My pretty girl…” He purrs, Mary felt a wave of arousal in her stomach. She palms Larry's erection, making him let out a shocked gasp of pleasure.

“Oh my god…” Mary whines, the air felt hot and heavy and she wanted his touch so bad. “Larry, touch me.”

A flick switched in Larrys brain as he kicked his boxers off, he’s never been so hard before in his life nor has he ever been so in love with a person before. He wants to please her, even if he doesn’t know what to do or say, he still tries. Somehow, the words flow out naturally, and Larry can’t hold them back (nor does he want to).

“I stare at you often…” He whispers gently, moving in between her thighs. He instinctively moves to her neck, lightly nipping at the warm speckled skin. Maybe he wants to mark her or maybe he just wants to hear her gasp for him. Larry can’t decide on either with his hands on her waist, with newly formed bite marks down her neck and down to her shoulder. Maybe all those bites were overkill but he can’t help it; besides, Mary's squirming and panting in delight. He goes to pull away but she grabs his hands, placing them back on her waist.

“Mmh…” She pants. “One…One more? R-right here…” Mary guides his eyes to a specific place on her neck, her left hand lets go of his and wastes no time sinking his teeth into the skin. Mary whimpers, arching her back towards him. It takes Larry's breath away to see her like this, vulnerable, carefree, trusting, she looks gorgeous (doesn’t she always?)

“I think about all the ways I wanna touch you, make you feel good.” Larry groans deeply into her neck, “How should I touch you baby?”

“F-fuck me…please…”

Larry's body shivers in delight.

“Let me prepare you—” He says, pulling back from her.

“Already did…” She breathes out, although it's so breathy that Larry doesn’t catch it.

“Hm?” Larry hums.

“I already prepared myself…waiting for you.”

Larry smiles, he leans over and kisses her forehead, causing a burst of heat to swarm to Mary's face. Larry gives her an utterly lovesick look, it makes Mary ache for him more. But finally, Larry moves, untying the cute bows on her underwear, and slipping them off. Her hands feel like putty, nonetheless, she reaches behind her and unclips her bra, revealing her small but delicate boobs beneath them. And as predicted, Larry stops untying to focus on them like the absolute idiot he is. He only stops when she lets out a needy whine, apologizing as he finally finishes untying the damn underwear, slipping it off her.

Her cock springs out, and Larry marvels at how big it is. He’s never really…thought about bottoming but when his girlfriend has a cock that big; he can’t help but want to try it at least once someday. (He's got to be between those thighs first, he practically needs to be choked by them. It’ll satisfy something deep and strange in him.) Unfortunately, Larry can’t spend all day staring at his girlfriend's cock so his eyes move down to her perfect ass. He admires the freckles there before finally taking his boxers off, letting his own (painful) length free. He moves in between her legs, (Marys is much bigger than him, which he finds…hot) there's so much precum on his cock that they don’t even need lube. Larry stares at Mary, and in return, she stares at him back. Mary moves first, grabbing his face and pulling it down for her to kiss, he sputters as she litters his face with kisses. After making sure his head is hazy, she kisses him, to which he returns.

“Ready?” He asks, grabbing her legs and angling himself. Mary's attempts to speak but her throat refuses to get the words out; so she nods eagerly. She wants this, she wants him, he makes her feel good, cared for, and loved like the girl she is. Mary wouldn’t ever want any other, just him, because she loves him so much. This is their first major step in their relationship, she feels vulnerable but not weak. She never feels weak when she's with Larry; especially as he once again intertwines their fingers, pushing the hilt of his cock inside her.

Mary tenses up from the burn of the stretch, Larry whispers something she doesn’t hear from the beating of her own heart. It's too much, Mary squeezes Larry's hands and he slows down a little, shooting her an apologetic look. She grunts as he pushes again; suddenly a lightbulb goes off in Larrys head. His hand wraps around her cock causing Mary to let a shocked gasp. It doesn’t take long for Larry to fully push himself inside of her using this new method. Mary lets out short gasps and whines as he pumps her cock, she clenches around him tightly. Her cock is warm and practically throbbing in his hand; Larry bites his lip, to keep himself from coming too quickly he attempts to focus on thrusting.

The first thrust is experimental; as much as Larry tried to hold himself back; his cock still throbbed inside her. Mary let out a shaky whimper, bucking into Larry's hand, pre cum running down her cock. Larry felt the sudden urge to lean down and taste it, instead, he thrusts inside her for a second time. He moans breathily, she’s tight and warm, and her mewls of pleasure are music to his ears. He strokes her cock in time with his thrusts as they become more frequent.

Larry can tell Mary's close when she starts to writhe in his grasp, cock throbbing as she desperately pulls him closer. Her moans rise in pitch as the coil in her stomach starts to tighten. She arches her back off the bed, mouth open and eyes closed as she finally reaches her high. Her insides squeeze Larry's cock tightly, he whimpers from the sensation as she finally cums. Her cock shoots ropes and ropes onto Larry's stomach. Larry delivers a few rough overstimulating thrusts before cumming deep inside her. He moans in her ear, breathing wildly as his orgasm fades. Mary looks ravishing, defiled like this, with her face flushed pink, bite marks on her neck, and him deep inside her, He feels too close to her to let her go, so he readjusts his position so he can lay behind her (he rests his neck on her shoulder, sharing body heat), still buried in her.

Larrys not sure how long they stayed like that, connected like that. But he cherished every second, keeping her close until the sweaty and grimy feeling got to him.

“Mary?” He whispers softly behind her.

“Hmm…?” She groaned, a hint of sleepiness in her tone.

“I’m gonna pull out now so we can get cleaned up.”

Mary whines as Larry moves back, removing the warmth of his body from her. Larry gets up, kissing his girlfriend's head before going to run them both a bath. Mary begrudgingly gets up after him, walking on shaky legs to the bathroom. (Larry makes sure she gets there safely, walking closely behind her. He admires her as takes off her thigh highs) After confirming that she’s in the tub and awake enough to watch the water, he leaves to replace the sheets. He takes the stained ones and throws them in the washing machine, Larry then grabs the blanket from the closet, successfully completing his task of replacing the sheets. (Naked but not afraid)

Feeling proud of himself, he goes to join the bath with his girlfriend. Only to stop at the sight of her, she looks enchanting, and he blushes. Staring at her like an idiot until she gestures him over. The water is hot and it takes Larry a couple of moments to get used to the heat. But once he does, he practically sinks into the water. The two are both on separate sides of the tub, simply enjoying the presence of the other. They only start to bathe when Larry realizes they're both falling asleep. So, they clean themselves up, Marys drying her hair when Larry goes to put the sheets in the dryer. Now, he has to focus on the very hard task of getting his girlfriend to sleep.

“You’re tired sweetheart, cmon, let's get you into bed.”

“Don’t go…” Mary whines, grabbing his arm with such a strong grip that it makes him stop in his tracks. “Not tired.”

“I’m not going anywhere, okay?” He reassures her, she bites her lip and lets go of the grip on his arm.

“M’not tired” She mumbles again. Larry giggles, Marys so cute when she's sleepy. Mary looks at him, tired and irritated because he’s not taking her seriously. She gives him the best glare she can muster with droopy (stinging) eyes, although, she unfortunately yawns in the process. Larry holds back another giggle, sitting on the bed and gesturing her over. Mary yawns once more, practically throwing herself in his (warm and safe) arms.

“There you go…” He coos, pulling the blanket over them. Mary refuses to let him go (not that he minds or will ever mind), nuzzling into his chest. He takes a second to admire her calm face, she's always so tense, so focused, seeing her calm is something Larry adores (but there's so many things he adores about her, nonetheless this might be one of his favorites.) She's snuggled into him, her eyes are closed and Larry can hear her small breaths; he can see the rise and fall of her chest.

He falls asleep to the sound of his girlfriend's deep breaths.

#mlarry #break in 2 #break in roblox #never let me cook AGAIN!! #larry break in 2 #mary break in 2 #please dont ban me again tumblr

[sunshineonangels]

this is just a small rant about stuff about me lol

hi you can call me elixer or sunny, my main blog is where i tend to read more fics lol. i really like smau (social media au) fics which i hope to make a few of, i like jjk! thats what ill be writing for mainly, but i also might write a bit for kny! but i dont right for, but still extremely enjoy, nana, and deathnote! please recommend me animes yall!! pink is my favorite color and my favorite characters include tamayo and daki from kny, (i lit live them i could talk about them both for hours) maki from jjk, i also love yuuji hes so bb, L and misa from deathnote are sooooooo i love them, misa is literally me asf, and i just live everything abt nana lol. im also currently watching naruto and enjoy it, but i wanna get into atot but im afraid it will break me. i live cats and sharks (im a lil basic ik) and sanrio owns my heart, also i likw sailor moon bit i havent seen a lot of it. im sorry if this contains grammat and spelling mistakes, this lil piece of media wasnt proofread lol.

ig this is more major incase yall wanan make it fast so

im a white cisgender female who is armenian, polish, and irish. im amurrica RAHHH and sometimes proud. i dont label myself with any sexuality, but i am attracted to males in females and everyone basically if they fit my standards. im naturally a flirty person but its always as a joke, i dont flirt with people fr online, no offense but online relationships will never sit right with me. please fee free to send me asks!!

[la-venere]

wait... so the guy who plays crowley in good omens is the same as the one in doctor who???? and no one told me???? i had to find out in a post about him being a slut a sad dad and a serial killer???

#good omens #this guy..... #i never watched any of these but likw #doctor who

[moved-19871997]

my thing is i'm excited for a face reveal cause Dream is excited. but then I never watched his content for the possibility he might be hot which setting aside that it's objective it doesn't matter what he looks like lol. Dream even said he doesn't really have any plans to do lots of irl stuff or like facecam streams. He did mention maybe instagram and tik tok stuff which the majority of his audience doesn't look to him for. So really nothing will change except Dream might feel a little less anxiety over leaving his house which is a net positive to me

!!! yes absolutely with your first point like he’s said he wants to do it in some dramatic fashion and like !! that’s gonna be fun to witness n yeah likw . his looks wasnt and isn’t ever going to be the selling point of his content because he’s a gaming youtuber not a beauty guru and his face reveal would make him more recognisable which might not be the best thing but he’ll be able to go outside without running the risk of being ‘exposed’ which is good :))

#also in terms of content like george uses facecam when nessxary which is. apparent All his videos now hfjgkgk #like unless it’s something irl-ish a facecam isnt. nessbeacry #[redacted] tumblr user #asks

[fatherlyfrog]

Here is a few ^_^

46. what’s on your bucket list?

32. earliest memory?

36. favourite type of clothing?

26. put your music on shuffle and say the line you like most in the song

24. favourite memory from this year? (so far)

4. what’s your zodiac sign? do you relate to it?

46

aah im not sure, i've never really thought that far ahead ^|^;; i guess one would be meeting up with at least one online friend, like, in person, so that's a start

32

good question! uh.......... fuck i guess just watching a cartoon with my dad, i dont remember things well

36

uhh!! i like things that are Probably overly complicated like unnecessary belts n stuff that just give different pressure?? OH i like putting things on my hands and i likw uhh......... i like ponchos a lot but i dont have any, i also like bracelets in mass amounts because HEHE noise and textures, i like to.wear scarves too and hats and a lot of stuff, im pretty open to different things to wear :^D

26

I Lost Something in the Hills · Sibylle Baier

When I pass through the leg high grass, I shall die Under the jasmine, I shall die In the elder tree I need not try to prepare for a new coming day Where is it that fills the deepness I feel?

24

uhh thats tough, theres two or three maybe

becoming qpps with tag!

just overall bonding with husk :^]

WAR with you /silly

joining the anon force on flumph's blog

4

leo! i guess i kinda do uhh hold up

"Leos are radiantly joyful, liberal with their appeal and endowments. They are fiercely proud and confident. They love and live life to the fullest rather than being in charge at home, work, and play. Leos are very loving, theatrical, and creative." - some website i didnt bother actually clicking into

iunno i resonate with the last part a lot, i hope that reflects BDSHB

#death mention #jic! #long post #i talk too much

[autumn-foxfire]

Bro im so tired of twitter

So the latest thing ive been seeing a lot of are things like 'jujutsu kaisen is just a copy of naruto' or 'do you likw jjk or bnha?' A whole lot of compering and arguing and belitteling one show to lift up the other

Here are my hot takes

1. Nothing exists in a vacuum, everything has been inspiered by something and Gege has been very open about his inspirations (which dont even include that much naruto)

2. You can, stay with me now, like more than one show

Like im so tired of ppl compering shit and tearing one show down because they like the other. Like i like both jjk n bnha. I like jjk more cuz its more suited to my tastes. But also i think bnha has been really good recently n has some of the horis strongest writing to date and im very excited to see what comes next. Just because i like one show over the other doesnt mean i suddenly hate the other or think its badly written. I can appriciate both their merits. N the comparisons with naruto are really annoying cuz like 🙄 who cares. Naruto is one of the big three, a lot of mangaka who work now read it as kids OF COURSE they'll be inspiered by it just like they'll be inspiered by bleach n one piece. News flash just because one show did something first doesnt mean its automatically better than any other show that does it. Saying 'jjk is good but it would be nothing without naruto' means NOTHING. Jjk has its own themes and character n ideas and sometimes there will be similarities with other media cuz of fucking course there will be, humans all have similar ideas, no one is 100% original, its the way different authors spin n retell those ideas that actually matter. Shonen jump is basically a brand of its own they are gonna push conent similar to content shonen jump readers like. The fun part is watching all the different authors taking pieces of those formulas n fitting them together in new and interesting ways.

Sorry for the rant im just really tired of 'the war between jjk n bnha fans' or 'jjk can never be as good as naruto' or whichever it is today. Idk i guess ppl are bitter that jjk became so massivly popular so fast but??? Who cares???? If you dont vibe with it just dont watch it and leave the fans alone??? I didnt like that akudama drive was so popular last season but i didnt go to its fans n rant about how their show isnt good as this other show, just let ppl enjoy things??? Nobody is forcing you to say jjk is the best thing ever, nobody is forcing you to watch it. Just go enjoy the show you do like??? N if u like jjk u can also like bnha n others???? You can like more thsn one thing??? Idk im just fuckin tired of dumbass bullshit like this n ppl making drama for no reason at all

Like imagine if this was how i talked about my fav shows 🙄 re creators is better then beastars because its female characters are more prominent and beastars is better then talentless nana because it has better world building, but talentless nana explores trauma n abuse better then re creators n re creators has way more to say about nature of story telling then beastars

WOW ITS ALMOST LIKE ALL SHOWS HAVE STRONG N WEAK POINTS N THEIR OWN THEMES AND STORIES TO TELL FUNNY THAT

If people don’t think Gege isn’t inspiring Hori too, then they really need to look at the character design for the sixth holder of OFA who looks like a re-coloured version of Inumaki <.< It’s a two way street when it comes to inspiration because surprise, surprise, both JJK and BNHA are two of the most popular manga and will also inspire writers :p

There has also been a lot of comparisons between characters in Naruto and JJK recently too, a popular one being Sakura and Nobara, and I can’t help but roll my eyes at most of those comparisons. Especially when Nobara’s story isn’t even finished yet compared to Sakura’s which is complete (unless you include Boruto but no one like Boruto). It’s such a moot thing to do. At least give Nobara a chance to develope before you declare her to being treated as bad as Sakura was T-T

I don’t know why people always feel so threatened when the see a new manga get popular, maybe because they don’t like to see the flaws in their favourite work become that bit more apparent because another writer did it better (and lets be honest here, Gege is much better at writing female characters so far and Hori’s females have always been a point of discussion because of how he writes them, it’s not like JJK is showing us something we haven’t already noticed).

As you said, there will be parts in Hori’s story that will be better then Gege’s and vice versa, but that doesn’t mean the whole of their works are bad and we should feel bad for liking them.

You know, I love to compare my favourite mangas personally. When I started watching BSD I noticed how many of the characters reminded me of DRRR ones and I wonder if it’s because Kafka was inspired by Narita. Being inspired isn’t a bad thing (as long as you don’t completely copy someone elses work) but you’d think it’s the worst sin in fandom with the way some talk about it.

#fandom

[theocseason4]

Do you follow deuxmoi? So many of the submissions are like “this person was rude to me once when I tried approach them while they were minding their business and now I can never watch anything they’re in” like grow up please

yea whenever i get something like that i give the celeb the benefit of the doubt likw no one is pleasant 24/7 i only start paying attention when its like a reoccurring event with that same celebrity like 99% of the ppl who had any interaction with SMG say shes v rude

[cymonebeverly]

Torturous Tutus

INVOLVED: Jaden Young, Cymone Smith, Claudia Smith-Hicks and family, Camilla Smith, Levi Smith, Lyla Young, Sasha Young, Isaac Young, Veronica Ross and Company TIME FRAME: Saturday, April 25th, 2020 LOCATION: Doctor Office; Los Angeles, California SUMMARY: Cymone and Jaden attend their gender reveal party hosted by Veronica Ross, Cymone’s dear friend. However, an explosion takes place between Cymone, Lyla, and Claudia which leaves Cymone and Jaden pissed at each other and the party ended shortly.

Cymone sat outside the restaurant waiting for some sighting of her family. She had bought the entire restaurant out for everyone to enjoy the reveal of their little bundle however everyone was there but her family. She licked her lips growing impatient, she had heard through her mother that one of her nephews misplaced his shoe and that her sister had to go buy him another pair before they came. She shook her head looking at Jaden in the back of the escalade “they’ll be here in like 10 minutes and then we can go inside” she told him as she typed away on her phone. She was sure he was ready to get inside and greet his family appropriately. 

 Jaden sat in the back of the car beside Cymone, rubbing his hand over his short hair idly, smoothing the waves down some. He didn’t speak a word because he knew Beverly was over it 10 minutes ago and he didn’t want to set her off. Honestly, he was upset himself because this was their day and other people were ruining it for them. At her words, he looked at her and he placed his hand on her knee, giving her a soft, loving squeeze. “It’s no problem babe,” he said trying to be optimistic. 

 “He could have worn any shoe” Cymone said to him, lying to herself. Her sister was as particular as she was, who was she kidding? As the car pulled up, she looked at it “that’s them, I sent a car for them” she said pointing to it. She watched as her family rushed out of the car and towards the front entrance, gifts in hand. Nice touch, she thought to herself. She waited for them to enter before she moved to climb out of the car “okay” she said. She stood in front of the restaurant and she adjusted the Gucci belt over her small bump, and she fixed her subtle outfit. 

 Nodding slowly at Cymone’s words, Jaden tucked his lips inward. Oh yes, she was upset. Seeing the car roll up himself, he looked at Cymone and said, “good,” gently as he watched her family members hobble out the car and rush into the building. He shook his head slightly before he slid out of the car behind Cymone, placing his hands on her hips. “Don’t let them ruin our day,” he told her lovingly, pressing a kiss to her lips. 

 Cymone looked at Jaden and he kissed him back gently on the lips. “I’m not babe” she said, rubbing her lipstick off his lips gently “I’m not upset, it’s fine” she told him. “It started 30 minutes late, who will notice?” she shrugged gently. “Come on” she told him, a small purse in hand and her cellphone she moved towards the entrance and back towards their little party. 

 Jaden gazed down at Cymone at her words and he chuckled. “Exactly 30 minutes, huh?” he asked her knowingly as he moved with her, walking towards the entrance of their party venue. “This is going to be interesting,” he told her knowingly. The two sides of their family had never met before and here they were, just throwing them together for an event. He could only imagine how wrong this could all go. 

 She didn’t know how to take his words, so instead she said nothing in response. However, at his next statement she looked at him and said, “why do you say that?” curiously. “I think it is going to be fine,” Cymone told him. 

 Jaden chuckled and nodded as he moved alongside Cymone. “You really think our parents, specifically our mothers are going to get along?” he asked her curiously as he took her hand into his. 

 “It’s not about them baby” Cymone said “it’s about us and our daughter” she said lovingly as she leaned in to kiss his lips. “Don’t worry about it and whatever may happen… know that at the end of the day this is our lives and what we want to do with it” she told him. 

 Looking at her, Jaden let out a sigh and he nodded slowly. “Your right babe,” he said sweetly, as he tugged her closer, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. He left her lipstick stain on his lips as they entered the room that housed their party. He looked around, a small smile twitching at his lips. 

 Cymone smirked at Jaden gently nodding her head at him as he wrapped her up and moved into the room with her. She grinned looking at the side of her face before she turned to look at her friends and family and she smiled brightly. “Hey” she waved as she moved in more “hey guys” she waved as she moved on her heels. 

 Jaden looked around the room with a bright smile as he gazed at all of their friends and family members. He moved with her easily, saying, “Hi,” to a few people and hugging others warmly. “Wow,” he breathed out, looking around the heavily decorated room. “This is amazing,” he said with a smile before he leaned in to hug someone else, patting their back.

 Cymone hugged Veronica who was standing up waiting for them to arrive “it’s beautiful” she told her happily. “Thank you so much,” she said as they embraced. “Sorry we are late, I tried so hard to make sure everyone was on time” she said discreetly. 

 Veronica greeted Beverly and Jaden happily, as the two walked through the door. “You do not have to thank me for this” she told her easily, as she rubbed her back. “You look gorgeous, I love this” she said, taking in the woman’s appearance. “Don’t worry about that either, it is fine. It is only 30 minutes and I know how things go” she told her. Pulling her with her she moved her around the room “I need to have your approval, I need to know I nailed this so that I can nail the baby shower” she chuckled as she walked the woman around to the different tables set up in decor and treats. 

 Jaden turned to Veronica with a hum, gazing at the woman as Cymone spoke and he nodded along to her words. Listening to Veronica, he nodded a bit more as his arm coiled around Cymone, pulling her close to his side, his hand resting on the side of her small belly bump. “I think everything looks great,” Jaden said chiming in with his own opinion. He knew that it didn’t really matter but he wanted to say it anyway. He loved the set up. Moving with Cymone, he walked around letting Veronica guide them through it all.

 Cymone nodded her head at Veronica, chuckling a little at the woman, as she looked around at everything the woman had done. “I actually love it” she told her simply “I likw the theme and I love all the decor” she breathed as she moved in closer taking in the small details of everything. “Beautiful, Veronica. You outdid yourself” she told her tenderly. “Thank you again, you are the best friend a girl never thought she needed” she joked as she hugged her again. “Love you” she said softly. 

 Veronica smirked at Jaden and Beverly “thank you, thank you” she said kindly. “I wanted to make sure I grasped you both in the decor” she told them easily. “Something over the top but contained a little more than the norm” she said. “I am so glad you guys like it truly, that means so much to me” she said as she held her hands against her chest. 

 Jaden smiled as he moved with Cymone, nodding along to her words. Unwrapping Cymone he leaned in and gave Veronica a hug, rubbing her back a little. “Appreciate it, truly,” he said before he pulled away, coiling himself around Cymone once more as he looked around. He spotted his family and he said, “I’ll be right back,” to Cymone as he gave her a squeeze before releasing. Walking over to his family, he greeted them with a smile. 

 Lyla had been watching the clock since they had arrived ten minutes early and was a bit peeved when things didn’t start right on time. It wasn’t until members of Cymone’s family came clambering in thirty minutes late that she realized why, and she was disgusted. As important as the day was, why couldn’t her family find a way to be there on time. It wasn’t hard. They had done it. With her lips pursed, she watched as her son and his fiancé, which she was still disgusted about, walked into the room. She managed to pull her lips into a smile before she dropped it as she watched the couple move around, not coming to them. She fanned herself with a decorative piece a bit, her body growing hot with irritation as she waited a bit impatiently for them to come over and when her son finally did, alone, she let out a breath. “Hello…” she said to him easily, her tone very clearly telling on herself about how she felt.

 Isaac looked at Jaden as he approached and he smiled, standing up to pull the boy into a hug, patting his back a little. “I’m proud of you,” he said easily as he pulled back, his hand on the back of Jaden’s head now as he looked into his son’s eyes. “All of this looks amazing,” he stated now, “and Cymone looks lovely. Just keep it up,” he said with a small smile before he moved to sit back down.

 Sasha bounced up from her seat, moving to hug her younger brother after their dad. She held him tightly, giving him a loving squeeze as she said, “congratulations,” lovingly. “This is all so surreal,” she chuckled with a smile as she pulled away, her hand stroking Jaden’s cheek. “I can’t believe you’re getting married and having a kid before me,” she joked sweetly.

 Cymone nodded her head “you can bill me later” she joked lightly at her before she looked at Jaden. “I’ll be right over” she told him “let me go mingle with my child’s other family” she said to Veronica giving the woman a knowing look. She moved across the floor only stopping when her nephews stopped her, and she smiled at them lovingly. “Hey” she said as she embraced their hugs as all four crowded around her. “I missed you guys” she said as she planted a kiss on all four of their foreheads. 

 Claudia followed behind her children with a wide grin “hey” she said to her sister. “I am so sorry, please don’t be mad at me” she told her as she leaned in for a hug. “You look beautiful” she told her seriously “Jaden cleans up well” she said looking back at the boy before she caught a glimpse of an unpleasant woman. “Who is that, girl she not too happy” she said talking through clenched teeth. 

 Jaden let out a chuckle as he hugged his father tight. Looking into the man's eyes, he nodded slowly, taking in the words, a wide smile on his face. “Thank you, dad,” he said easily, feeling a swell of pride in his chest. At the mention of Cymone, he glanced back at her lovingly before he said, “yeah, she’s carrying really well, hard to believe she’s 18 weeks, huh?” he chuckled before he embraced his sister lovingly. “Thank you, thank you,” he said before he snorted, “I know huh, you just gotta find the right one sis,” he told her sweetly, his hand on her shoulder before he looked at his mother finally. “Hey mom,” he said leaning down to kiss her cheek lovingly. “Play nice,” he told her. 

 Lyla watched as Jaden interacted with his father and sister before finally acknowledging her and she allowed him to kiss her cheek before she said, “why were you so late?” knowingly. “Punctuality is so important,” she told him as she fixed his jacket collar a bit, rubbing her hands over each side to smooth it out. “And is she going to come and say hello or not?” she asked, watching Cymone hug a few kids. She arched an eyebrow realizing they had run in late as well, must be her family members. 

 Cymone looked up at her sister and said “hey” to her lovingly and she hugged her. “Don’t worry about it, we are here to have a good time” she told her sweetly. “Thank you” she said, looking herself over before she looked over at Jaden and she nodded her head. “He does,” she said, smiling at her fiancé. At her next statement she looked at Jaden’s mother and said “oh lord, let me go over there. “Hang tight, I’ll be over there in a minute” she told her sister as she moved towards the Young’s. She walked over and said “hey” to them a little cheerfully. “Thank you, guys for coming,” she said sweetly, holding her mini Chanel bag in her hand. 

 “Lyla…” Isaac said easily, looking at his wife with an expression of disapproval. “You need to relax,” he told her sternly. “Do not ruin this day for them,” he told her, his face letting her know that he was not playing. As Cymone approached, he looked up at her from his seated position and he said, “thank you for inviting us,” his hand over his heart. “It’s an honor and we’re so excited,” he said gesturing to Cymone’s small bump. “What a blessing.” When he originally learned about Cymone and Jaden’s relationship, he was open but admittedly a little weary but truthfully, what was done was done and Jaden was grown, there wasn’t anything he could do about it. So, he settled on just being happy for the couple. His own thoughts and opinions didn’t need to be negative just because he didn’t fully understand the relationship. Clearly, he wasn’t meant to. As long as Jaden was happy, he was happy. 

 Jaden sighed out at his mother’s words and he shook his head before looking at his father. Thank God. “Mom, chill, this is our gender reveal. We will do things at our own pace and in our own time,” he told her, a bit irritated with the woman. She was turning into someone he absolutely did not like. He didn’t know what her deal was, but she needed to let it go, because the more she acted sour and grouchy towards the situation the more he wanted to distance himself from her. As Cymone finally approached behind him, he turned to her slowly, wrapping his arm around her, tugging her into his side protectively as he listened to his father greet Cymone. 

 Sasha tuned her mother out, annoyed with the woman and as Cymone approached, Sasha moved around hugging Cymone from behind, mindful of her brother’s arm around the woman. “Hi,” she said sweetly. “You’re glowing,” she told Cymone easily, “and you look absolutely beautiful,” she said happily as she let Cymone go and moved to her side, looking at her. “I can’t wait to find out what you’re having,” she smiled, excited that she was going to be an aunt.

 Cymone looked to Issac and she smiled “how endearing” she told him sweetly. “I appreciate your kind words” she told the man, ignoring the fact that Jaden was pulling her close to his side. As Sasha hugged her from behind, she smiled gently “thank you” she said to her sweetly “you look gorgeous too sister-in-law” she pronounced on purpose. “I know, the suspense is killing you isn’t it” she chuckled playfully. “I am curious to know the vote you all will be casting, but that is after Lyla tells me hers” she said, her smile falling a bit as she turned her gaze down at the woman. “Such a sour face for such a sweet occasion” she told her challenging. 

 Lyla halfway ignored Isaac and Sasha’s words to the woman, still absolutely baffled as to how they were so upbeat and happy about this. She was trying to figure out ways to fort it all. It was absolutely unacceptable. A nineteen-year-old boy with a thirty-seven-year-old woman. Nothing about this was right. As Cymone spoke, calling her out, Lyla turned her gaze to the woman slowly, her dark eyes low and squinting at Cymone, her face contorted in a nasty scowl. “There is nothing sweet about this mess,” she said, shaking her head as she looked Cymone right in the eyes, unafraid of the woman. “This all,” she gestured around them, “is absolutely ridiculous,” she said out-right before she snorted. “A grown ass woman so called in love with a boy,” she shook her head. “I am down right disgusted with all of this,” she said, shaking her head. “The only good thing coming from this is that precious child that you are carrying,” she said with a roll of her eyes. 

 Cymone watched the woman as she spoke back to her, her smirk returning as she showed her true colors to her. Good. She pressed her hands against the table leaning in a bit as she did, she let her finish and her smile widened. She tilted her head and said “blessings and curses can’t reside in the same capacity little fool” she told her easily. “This precious cargo I am carrying” she started with a grin “much like myself does not desire to have your filthy mouth on it” she shrugged. “As a matter of fact,” she said looking behind them “the exit is clear” she told her turning back around to Lyla. “No one is stopping you from leaving” she told her. “But before you do please keep in mind that anything revolving me that you decide to speak on again with nothing but your negativity will get your ass whooped. Including my child. Now we can keep this cute for the sake of your son, your husband, and your daughter. But in another world, on another plane, in another sphere” she listed “you and I would be tangoing right now” she smirked as she leaned back up. “LA pays me, Jersey raised me” she told her. “You look good though” she told her taking her in “for a bitter black bitch” she added as she looked at Jaden, and his other family members. “I hope you guys enjoy the party” she told the two before she bowed lightly and moved to walk off towards her own family’s table. 

 Lyla blinked slowly, eyeing the woman before her as she leaned in. Lyla leaned forward herself, sneering softly at the woman’s words and she pressed her hands into the table as well as she pushed herself up, the back of her thighs pushing the chair back a bit. She nodded slowly, taking in every single thing that Cymone was saying to her and at the words bitter black bitch, she let out a growl. “You are fucking lucky that you’re carrying my grandchild,” she told the woman easily. “Because honey, this ain’t over,” she told her truthfully. Lyla hadn’t liked the woman from the moment that Cymone had stepped foot into her house. She had tried to keep her feelings at bay and be cordial; however, that’s simply not who she was, she had to say how she felt. “All of this,” she said loudly now for everyone to hear her, “is absolutely a hot ass mess,” she said, “and I cannot believe that anyone would actually sit up and profess to support this tomfoolery. You are damn-near old enough to be this boy's mother,” she said out-right. “That is just ridiculous!” she exclaimed before she pointed a finger at Cymone, “and you should be ashamed of yourself for messing about with someone so damn young,” she said shaking her head. “You call me a bitter black bitch but you my dear are a damn pedophile and delusional if you truly think all of this is going to work out. 

 Jaden stood there; arm still wrapped around Cymone as his mouth dropped from his mother’s words. He couldn’t believe her. She was not only disrespecting Cymone, but him, and their unborn child. “Mom…” he said as Cymone leaned in and he looked at her as she spoke, his neck jerking a bit from her words. He felt so conflicted in that moment. He didn’t know what to do. Looking at his father with wide eyes, he cleared his throat as Cymone called his mother a bitch and he snapped his head around to look at her. “Babe,” he said quickly before she walked off and he stood there shell shocked before his mother began again and he looked at her, taking in her words before finally he made a decision and he spoke up saying, “you have got to stop!” loudly. “This is supposed to be a special day and you’re ruining it spewing all of your venom and hatred!” he stressed. “If you feel so damn strongly about this relationship and only have negative things to say then you can march all of that attitude and hate right out of here. That woman is going to be my wife and I don’t give a damn what you think about it. Don’t you ever disrespect her again because not only that, she is the mother of my child and the woman that I love. You want to keep stirring up shit and causing trouble because you're upset and bitter about the turn of events? Leave, because right now, you’re never ever going to see your grandchild,” he told her. “I am not going to let our child,” he said gesturing to Cymone, “be poisoned by you,” he said shaking his head in disgust, “so like Cymone said, you know exactly where the exit is, I will even call you an Uber…” 

 Cymone turned slowly on her heels as the woman began to shout things out loud to her in front of the small crowd of people that had gathered with them. Cymone fist clenched the bag in her hand tightly as her face boiled into an ungodly red color. Her eyes darkened as the woman embarrassed her in front of all the people who saw her as nothing more than a hard-working businesswoman. She was sure people all had their opinions, but she never had to think about them, considering she didn’t care and didn’t have to acknowledge it head on. However, right now she was presenting her very cruel opinion to everyone and Cymone was expected to stand there and take it. To be the bigger person because of the legacy and empire she was building, unbelievable. She took one step trying to fight herself on her next decision, Jaden started to speak, and Beverly shifted in her heels as her chest rose and fell, the more she stood there the more embarrassed she became. 

 Claudia sat there chatting with her parents and husband before she looked up hearing the negative outburst. She looked at her parents and husband, her kids even and then back towards the woman before she stood up. “Oh no, no, no” she said loudly. “We aren’t doing this,” she said halfway across the room, no use to Gregory trying to stop the feisty woman. “Just who in the fuck do you-” she said as Gregory grabbed her arm, “I am about to beat this bitch’s ass, period” she said ferociously as she snapped her head back into the woman’s direction. “I am about to beat your ass bitch, don’t you ever if your pathetic fucking life speak to my damn sister like that, have you lost your fucking mind? You trash ass bitch, who does this at a damn gender reveal?” she asked her, trying to pull away from Gregory as he tugged her back towards their family. 

 Camilla smirked at her grandson “I say it’s about time we get a girl in the house” with a chuckle. She looked at her husband who very much so was banking on another boy before she heard commotion. She looked up and saw the woman, making a scene and she shifted in her seat. Before she could think she saw her youngest, who in a flash was charging towards the woman. She stood up gesturing to her husband, she didn’t speak knowingly. Cymone was a lot of things but she was never one for disrespect not to mention embarrassment. She looked to her son-in-law and daughter gesturing for Claudia to calm down and she made her way to Cymone. She stood beside her and said “hey” pulling her out of her trance like state. 

 Cymone continued to stare at Lyla. She shifted on the red bottoms again, she heard her sister, but she didn’t move even as her voice carried closer together and then farther away, back and forth. She licked her lipstick painted lips, clutching the bag tighter in her hand as Camilla moved standing right beside her trying to coax her not to overreact or act at all clearly.

Lyla slowly moved her eyes from Cymone to her son as he spoke to her and she jerked her neck back out of shock, was he serious? She stared at him, her expression showing nothing but shock and disbelief. “I am your mother!” she said to him baffled by his choice, completely ignoring that woman acting like a raging banshee on the other side of the room.

 “Yes, you are but I am asking you to leave,” Jaden said as he picked up his mother’s purse and handed it to her. “I am not going to and Cymone is surely not going to tolerate you any longer,” he said. “You with all of your slick comments and attitude,” he shook his head, “not going to tolerate it… so go,” he said as he pointed for the exit. 

 Lyla stared at her son before she snatched her purse from him, looking at her husband and daughter expecting them to get up as well and when they didn’t, she scoffed, rolling her eyes as she stormed past them in anger. She pushed out the doors and left.

 Cymone continued to stand there, as Jaden tore into his mother in his own way. She snapped back to reality as the woman grabbed her purse from him and she watched as she moved. Cymone moved past her mother, slipping her arm right out of Camilla’s grasp in hot pursuit of the chocolate woman moving to the doors. She kicked her heels off, dropping the purse onto the ground next to them and she rushed to catch up with the woman. 

 Jaden watched his mother leave and he followed her with his eyes only to see Cymone running after her barefoot. He very quickly processed in his mind what was happening, and he ran after Cymone, trying to catch her before she caught his mother. “Cymone stop!” he said quickly.

 Lyla moved through the restaurant quickly, shaking her head to herself with disbelief and disgust. She was so upset that she didn’t know what to do with herself. Pulling her phone from her purse, she moved to get herself an Uber because she was not about to wait for her husband. She was upset with him too for supporting the bullshit. Sighing out heavily, she made it outside, her fingers working quickly against the phone as she ordered herself a ride. 

 “Shit” Camilla said to herself before she looked back at her husband who was already up out of his seat. “Don’t let her get to that woman Levi” she said as she watched Claudia break away from Gregory running out the door as well.

Claudia rushed behind her sister; no way she was going to let the woman beat her ass. She was going to do it, willingly, for her sister, her niece or nephew, and for herself. “Bev!” she called out to her, rushing behind her in heels, never mind the other people rushing to. Cymone was darting like a track star but Claudia knew all too well why, it was beyond her words it was the way she chose to display them. All you really saw was inches of weave rushing around corners of the building. “Bev!” 

 Cymone moved through the restaurant quickly, moving around tables and chairs as she moved for the exit. She heard Jaden and she ignored him, she heard her father and she ignored him, she heard her sister and she ignored her. As she reached the exit, she grabbed the first thing she saw near her, yanking up a wine bottle from a table. She never fought dirty, why start now? She shoved the double doors open and said “I will fucking kill you” to the woman angrily with all intentions of beating the shit out of her with the wine bottle. 

 Jaden ran after Cymone, never having seen the woman move this fast in all the time they had been together. He was hot on her heels and as she picked up the wine bottle, his eyes grew wide. He was out the door right behind her, and he quickly wrapped Cymone up in his arms, pulling her back and away from his mother. Despite it all, Lyla was still his mother and if Cymone attacked her it would be the end of their relationship. There would be no recovering from it. “You cannot do this!” he told her harshly as he drug her away, turning his head to see Claudia and Gregory not far behind. This was insane. “What the fuck,” he said as he pulled Cymone further back. “Get her Greg!” he said quickly, knowing exactly what Claudia was trying to do, fight for her sister. Jaden worked the wine bottle out of Cymone’s hand and he turned her to face him, still holding her secure in his arms. “You cannot do this,” he repeated to her, staring into her eyes. “It’s not fucking worth it,” he told her, irritated with the entire situation. “What are you going to do? Have the baby in jail?!” he asked her. 

 Claudia watched Jaden snatch his sister up, prying the wine bottle from her fingers and when her husband grabbed her up yet again, she wiggled her heel off throwing it at Lyla swiftly. She fought against Gregory to get her other off, but the strong man had her pint up off to the side. “I need to kick her ass” she screeched at her husband as he held her forcefully against the door. “Fucking bitch” she said as she looked over at her sister and Jaden. 

 Levi reached the exit of the building and looked at Gregory, Claudia, Jaden, and then Cymone. 

 Cymone screamed angrily as Jaden wrapped her up, she had never been this pissed off in her entire life. She wanted to kill the woman truly. As he wrapped her up and pulled her back, prying the wine bottle from her she looked at her sister and then at Jaden. As he argued with her why she couldn’t do anything to his mother she stared into his eyes with her dark one’s the entire time without blinking. She just stood there; she didn’t say anything back to him. 

 Lyla stood there staring at her phone until she heard Cymone behind her, looking at the bottle in the woman’s hand. She arched an eyebrow at her before Jaden wrapped the woman up and snatched her back. She watched them before she turned her eyes to who the banshee, she could only assume to be Cymone’s sister as the woman was also stopped. She looked between the two of the raging women before she ducked as the shoe was thrown at her. Leaning down, she picked it up and tucked her phone away in her purse, already having ordered her Uber. She snapped the heel off of the shoe before she tossed the two pieces down on the ground saying, “you bitches are insane,” before she looked at Cymone, “I am tickled,” she said, shaking her head at the woman. “A grown woman acting like a child having an actual temper tantrum,” she said despite the fact that moments ago she was just having one of her own. “Cute…” she licked her lips. “Either of you touch me, you’re going to jail…” she said before she looked at Cymone again. “What would come of your precious child then?” she asked before the blue Toyota pulled up and she pulled her phone from her purse, checking the car and the license plate before she opened the door to the back seat, getting in. She shook her head at the women one more time before the Uber driver pulled off. 

 Looking at Cymone, Jaden gazed right back into her eyes. He was challenging her because he truly wanted to know what the hell she was thinking. “This is fucking insane,” he said shaking his head as his mother spoke her last words before getting into the Uber and leaving. He looked back down at Cymone, squinting his eyes before he finally let her go. “Are you fucking serious?” he asked, her holding the bottle up. “A fucking wine bottle?” he questioned. “That’s at the least 10 to 15…” he shook his head. “This is un-fucking-believable... “ 

 Claudia watched the woman and then looked to her husband “you should have let me go” she told the man seriously. “That bitch doesn’t deserve any fucking respect period” she said. “She can say all that foul shit and get to walk away like ain’t nothing happening while y’all holding us back?” she snapped as she removed her other shoe. 

 Gregory watched his wife and he sighed “that is his mother, still” he tried to reason. 

 “Fuck his mother” Claudia replied loud enough for everyone on the outside to hear. She looked at her husband and then her father bitterly before she walked off back into the building to collect her things and her children. It was time to go. 

 Cymone continued to stare at Jaden with an unreadable expression, finally blinking when her sister said loudly, fuck his mother, she looked to her dad. Fixing her top, she moved around Jaden and asked her father “can you please, retrieve my shoes and my purse father. I would appreciate it greatly” she told him. 

 Levi watched Claudia as she ranted on angrily and he stood there, holding the other door open with his tall frame. He looked at Jaden and Cymone, he watched as she walked towards him and he nodded at her “okay” he said quietly as he walked back into the building with the others to do as she asked. 

 Jaden stared at Cymone still before he finally looked away, pinching the bridge of his nose. “it’s about us and our daughter…” he repeated her words from earlier with another shake of his head. As Cymone asked her dad to gather her things, he let out a heavy sigh of frustration. He was pissed off at the turn of events. Shaking his head, he moved past Cymone, back into the building and he sat the bottle of wine on the table. “I apologize,” he said to one of the workers who had been staring at them crazily. “We’re preparing to leave,” he said as he ran his hand down his face. Walking back into their designated room for the party he found Veronica and told her, “so we’re going to go… I’m sorry that things turned out this way. I know you worked hard on setting this up for us and I really appreciate it,” he told her as he rubbed the back of his neck before he moved over to his father and sister. “Well…” he began, “the party is over…” he told them before he said, “surprise, we’re having a girl…” before he walked off. 

 Veronica looked at Jaden, she was taken back both by his mother and Cymone. People knew how Cymone operated but usually she could keep herself both classy and collected when people did her dirty. “I” she nodded her head “understand, I am sorry” she said not knowing why she was apologizing. “It’s fine” she said to him “it’s fine” she said nodding her head as she looked at their other friends. 

 Levi did as he was told and he grabbed his daughter’s shoes and purse, notifying his wife that it was best they go with the way Claudia was fired up. He moved back towards Cymone handing over her things. “Cymone-” 

 “I don’t want to hear it” Cymone said looking up at Levi as she grabbed her things. She moved to the car that she and Jaden arrived in, instructing the man that she was ready to go and that he could drop her off back to her home. Though she had traveled with someone she told the man she was traveling along this time. 

 Claudia moved back into the building barefoot, collecting her children and her purse along with her huge Dior bag. She ignored her husband’s advances to explain how things could have gone differently and she moved out the door watching Cymone’s car drive off without Jaden. She then moved into the car that they all came in, moving to it and letting her children load up before she climbed in herself waiting for her mother, father, and husband. 

 Isaac looked at Jaden with nothing to really say. He had absolutely no words. His wife's words and actions were truly unforgivable. The most he could really muster up was an “I’m sorry…” to the boy before he walked off. 

 Sasha had been sitting there filled with shock from all of the commotion. It all happened in a matter of minutes. What was supposed to be a happy day turned to shit. She gazed up at her younger brother with a sad expression and she nodded slowly before he revealed that the baby was a girl and she managed to smile softly at that as he walked off.

 Jaden moved back out the building and he stood outside, noticing the car was gone and he licked his lips slowly with a small nod. Oh, he was pissed as he pulled his phone from his pocket to call Rylic for a ride. 

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YANDERE!BTS REACTION to you not wanting a relationship (with anybody)

Author's note: This is my first Yandere!BTS reaction. Hope you like it! And I'm sorry for short Jin. And at first please read my post about what type of yandere they would be. You will find it on my blog! Thank you.

English is not my first language!

Jin

He would be little bit sad after he heard you talking to your bestfriend about not wanting relationship. But that's all. Jin would try to wait for you. Everyday getting closer and closer with you. And make you fall for him. If this wouldn't work.....well then he had a plan B. And the plan B is not very nice.

"You will love me Y/N. I will make you fall for me. If not ,well that won't happen. Let's hope."

SUGA

You ,Yoongi and other people were in a livingroom playing truth or dare. You were sitting on the sofa with your girl friends and Yoongi sat on the other side of the livingroom. He never liked people. Especially your friends. You always talked to THEM. Not HIM. Your attention was always on them. You didn't even noticed him. Your soulmate. The person who loved you with his whole heart. The person who would kill for you.

"Okay Y/N it's your turn. Truth or dare?" Your guy friend said.

"Hmm truth." Your friend gave you the "really?" look. You always picked truth. You were too scared of picking dare.

"Okay....hmmm...what should I ask you... Ah! I have it! Do you have crush on somebody or do you want a relationship right now?" This question received full attention from Yoongi.

"No. I don't have a crush on anybody and I don't want a relationship.NEXT!"

"Hmmm so you don't want a relationship. And you don't love me back. Hah we will see about that..."

J Hope

Hoseok was in his bedroom watching the screen of his computer. On the screen were you. After he secretly put cameras in your apartment he couldn't stop watching you. Right now you were on your phone talking to one of your friends.

"Y/N you should start to date again. I'm tired of hearing how lonly you are and you don't have anyone to cuddle with." Your phone call was on volume ,so Hobi could hear your conversation perfectly. His heart started beating faster and a smile croocked on his face.

"Ah Y/F/N I told you that I don't want a relationship. I don't want to end up hurt again." His smile immediately dropped. So many questions were running through his mind.

"Why don't you want to date? Don't you love him back? Don't you even like him? Who hurt you?!"

RM

It was saturday evening. You and your best friend Namjoon were in the park watching sunset. You knew each other since kindergarten. He knows everything about you and you about him (hah you think).

"Y/N?" You looked at Namjoon ,but he still kept his eyes on the susnet before the two of you.

"Your friend. Andy. He likes you. Do you like him?" Namjoon said calmly but on the inside he was the complete opposite of calm.

"Oh. He does? Well ,I don't like him. I don't have a crush on anybody and relationship is the last thing I'm thinking about right now." You laughed. Namjoon quietly chuckled. But only because he didn't want you to suspect anything. Anything means his feelings for you. His love for you.

"So you don't like that jerk. Good. That means I don't have to waste any bulltes. And you don't want a realtionship Y/N? Hah. I will make you fall for me darling."

Jimin

Jimin was at his friend's house. His friend was having a party. Jimin only went there because you were there. When he saw you his heart started beating faster. You looked so beautiful! He wanted to run up to you and hug you ,kiss you ,cuddle you! But he couldn't. And it hurt him. He was about to enter the kitchen when he heard your voice and other female voices. He stood there a listened what you were saying.

"- that Jimin is cute Y/N ,you should go out with him!"

"Yeah he is." You simply said. Jimin heart started beating even more. A big smile formed on his face.

"But I don't want a relationship Y/F/N and you know that." Jimin heard your and other girls steps. He quickly got out of the house. Few tears were rolling down his cheeks.

"Y/N you said that I am cute. So why don't you love me? Why don't you wanna date? Do you like someone else? Don't you see how much I love you?"

V

Tae and you were at your place watching some new anime. Tae was the only person you know who LOVES anime. None od your friends do. So when you met Tae and found out about his love for anime you almost jumped on him from joy.

There was a cute couple in the anime you and Tae were watching. They were just so cute together. You and Tae almost melted from how cute they were.

"Y/N? Do you want a relationship like they have?" Tae said with his eyes still on the TV.

"Hmm ,I don't know. I don't really want a relationship right now." You answered and grabt the bowl of popcorn that was on the table infront of you.

"Oh."

"I know that you want that kind of relationship. You just don't know that yet. But don't worry my love. I will make that happen. And nothing and noone can stop me."

Jungkook

Jungkook was stalking you like every day. Now you were in some coffee shop with your friend. Jungkook sat two tables away from you. He didn't want you to notice him. Well. He wanted you to notce him ,but not now and not likw this. You don't know him yet ,but he knows everything about you. Where you live. What's your favorite colour. What's your favorite food. At what hour you go to sleep. Everything.

"Y/N I have a new friend. His name is Min-jun. You two would be cute together." Your friend's words caught Jungkook's attention. He wanted to know more.

"Y/F/N ,how many times I have to tell you that if I want to date someone I will ,but I DON'T want to date. Anybody."You shouted at your friend and sipped from your now cold coffee.

"I can't hide anymore. I need to tell how I feel about you Y/N. After that we will be happy in relationship and your stupid friend will stop forcing you to date her friends. But at first. I need to take care of that Min-jun. Just to make sure ,he won't be in our way."

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[grandthorkiday]

Mob AU! “Playthings” Part 5

[Link to mob!au anon’s “Playthings" fic tag]

[Start at Part 1]*

(*Note: Link is editable for other parts, just change the number. For mobile users, tag is “playthings part1”)

Thor swiped through his phone idly. They were finally making their way back to New York after the week away. Grandmaster was beside him in the back seat of the town car, also on his phone, speaking quietly to a business associate. Which business, legal or otherwise, he really didn’t care. He was being ignored for the time being; a thrilling and devastating respite from the man’s near constant attention over the week.

He thumbed through his gallery once more, stopping on a picture of Loki he had taken a few months ago. Unlike the numerous ‘fun’ photos he had of his brother, where the younger man smiled or posed or sent the camera a funny face, this picture was quiet. He probably didn’t know it had been taken. He was sitting in their private room in one of numerous hotels they called home. He was at the window, the evening light pouring in behind him as he read. No Grandmaster or his entourage peeping just barely within frame. No opulent sign of wealth. One could hardly tell it was in hotel at all. In this picture, his brother was freer than he had been in the last ten years. It took all Thor’s strength not to kiss the treasured picture.

Gast was concluding his phone call. Thor quickly switched albums on his phone to screenshots of items he ‘wanted’. He was supposed to be one of a pair of dumb sugar babies most of the time, after all. ‘His bimbo,’ as Grandmaster liked to cheekily remind him. ‘My spoiled little Princesses.’

“At least ‘the shipment’ is coming in on time. 'The batch’ is going to be delayed another three days because, I dunno!” Gast threw his head back dramatically as he put away his phone. “I give clear instructions and I am just surrounded by…” he drifted off. He did this often, when inconveniences happen. He would forget about it seemingly, never bring it up again. Until inconvenience led to incompetence.

He leaned over and put his head on Thor’s shoulder, glancing at his phone. “Whatcha looking at?” It was said flirtatiously, a hand once again creeping to his thigh.

Thor showed him the VR headset and controller he had saved. He made his eyes as wide and clueless as possible. “It’s only 199.”

“For everything? All the bits and bobs?”

He shrugged.

“Hmm, I could get you that, if you wanted. Or, or I could take you boys to the Caribbean again.”

“I think we’d prefer Disneyworld.” It was veiled sarcasm, but anything would be better than being in New York.

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“Well, maybe if my boys are good…,” he shrugged. They would probably get both, and the trip to the Caribbean so Gast could do his offshore banking. He doted on them when business was good, mostly to spend some of over accumulating wealth. Don’t want the IRS sniffing around.

When they finally made it back to the Gladiator Hotel, the doorman greeted Gast with his customary jolly manner. As always, the Grandmaster told him a joke and slipped him a twenty as he held his sides with laughter. The doorman spared not a glance at Thor. Even when Thor left on morning runs or to perform some errand, he barely seemed to register he existed. He was just 'one of the boys’.

The penthouse as always was already full of people. The usual group; the top Lieutenants and a few of their mistresses, a few people hoping to get some sort of favor, and of course the penthouse crew. Bodyguards and delivery men that practically lived on site. Most did. Who wouldn’t want to live in a penthouse? Or even under one?

“The gang’s all here!” Gast called. Everyone greeted him warmly and with loud cheers. A few of penthouse crew were on one of the numerous game consoles 'the boys’ owned. They waved and called like the rest but continued to play. Thor felt a strange possessive need to rip the controller out of their hands. That was his and Loki’s! It was a gift! A gift for…

For being good.

He settled in on one of the chairs at the drink bar that was along the opposite wall and tried to ignore the sound of gameplay.

“It’s good to be home!” Gast smiled as one of the women in the room pressed a drink into his hand. Then he frowned. “Something’s not right.”

Everyone went tense. They didn’t move a single muscle. They barely moved their eyes.

“Where’s Lo Lo?”

Thor’s mind snapped to attention. He began to look around the room. By now, Loki would have come out from their private room. No matter how beaten, no matter how scared, he would have come. He would play his part, leaping into the Grandmaster’s arms, asking if he had been brought a treat. Sometimes he would shyly walk out of the room, needing to be tugged into the embrace. Other times, when Loki was feeling bold, he would walk out wearing one of the numerous 'outfits’ that they had. Costumes that either left little to the imagination or clothing from Thor and the Grandmaster’s closet.

But Loki was not here. He quickly glanced at Gast. Gast had a bemused look of puzzlement on his face. Clearly, Loki not being here was not part of the 'punishment’. He tried not to leap up and pace or show any visible sign of distress, but his capacity to hide such things was nonexistent now. Immediately, Gast caught him beginning to panic. Quickly, as though he was comforting Thor (but it was comforting, wasn’t it?) he pulled the young man into his embrace.

“My Lo Lo better come soon. My Sparkle is loskng his shine,” he tutted, his voice an exaggerated tender parody.

Thor snorted pathetically, curling into his Grandmaster for comfort. He always knew what to say.

“Well? He was your responsibility?” This was directed at Mario, one of the lieutenants and head of the penthouse crew. “What happened?”

“Well we were going to give him the works, like you wanted,” Mario said nervously. “Then we got a call about 'The Batch’ and I went to deal with that for you best I could. So we wouldn’t be delayed a month on that.”

“And?”

“So I left the kid with Tommy,” he motioned to the couch to one of the men playing games. Tommy was fairly new to the penthouse crew and he was, to put it mildly, an idiot. He was a jumped-up relative of someone, and like anyone in a position because of nepotism, he had a certain attitude of invulnerability. He was still playing the game, ignoring all the attention in the room shifting to him.

Gast moved quietly to stand behind Tommy. He watched the screen and the flashing lights of the game. His face was calm. He even smiled slightly. “Tommy, um Tommy.”

Tommy didn’t pause the game but threw a glance over his shoulder. “Yeah?”

“You took care of Loki for Mario?”

“The brat? Yeah, we roughed him up. Like yah said. Gave him the dock side special!” He laughed and elbowed one of his companions. The companion was catching on to what was happening and did not laugh back.

Thor began to advance on the man, seeing red. Loki wasn’t some nosy harbor agent or business owner who was late with his protection money. He didn’t deserve…

The Grandmaster put out a hand to stop him. “So after that. After you gave him this dock side special.”

“We went out for a bit I think. Dunno. Smoked a few bowls.” There was a shrug as he continued to play.

“We went to the hospital,” one of the other men said.

“Oh yeah! Fucking brat was moaning and not moving. Did a roll stop at Mercy.”

The room began to tilt. Thor stumbled back. It had been years since either of them had been beaten so badly to warrent the hospital. Gast had become more cautious and they had become more obedient. Usually though, they were back within in a few days. Hospital officials could be bought off to release patients early and their many a doctor who would be willing to treat them here in the penthouse. There would be only two reasons why Loki wasn’t here then.

“So, he’s dead?” It was asked casually, like he was asking if someone had a nice weekend. Likw Loki’s existence was nothing more than just a simple matter, like a chore off the list.

“I dunno!” Tommy continued to play the game.

“You didn’t go to the hospital to check?”

“Fuck, that ain’t my job!”

“Actually, that is.” The television was turned off. The man was suddenly keenly aware of the danger he was in. Tommy was dragged quickly from his seat by Mario and several of the other penthouse crew members. They quickly gagged the man and frog marched him to the maid’s elevator, the way to the basement and scene of operations.

Gast rubbed his face and pulled at his lips. “Well I-I can’t say that doesn’t change a few things.”

Mario had returned. “Grandmaster I’m sorry. He’s Lenny’s boy-”

“I know.”

“His Mother is going to want to at least bury him. She’s a proper broad. But I can talk to her if you want.”

“No it’s fine. Keep him alive and intact until I hear back from the hospital. Call Lenny. He has other kids?”

“He’s Catholic, so yeah.”

“Well, one less son is nothing to fret over. Someone fetch me Topaz.” He finally turned back to Thor. Thor knew better than to leave before being dismissed. “Poor Lo Lo, isn’t that right my love?”

“I-I want to go to the hospital to find him.”

“No, no! I want you here. Here at home. Right where I know you’re safe.”

He wanted to shake his head and ask again. He wanted to run at the man to either tear him limb from limb or to plead on his knees. He felt fear that Loki was gone, that he was truly alone now. That it was just him, the Grandmaster, and a memory he had no one to share it with. But there was a thrill of hope.

Loki could be free…one way or another….

“May I go to my room?” To be alone. To mourn, to pray, to rage, to laugh, to scream….

“For a few hours. Then we’re going to go talk to Tommy.”

Thor nodded and left. If there was silver lining to all this, it would be one of the few times he got to kill someone who had hurt his younger brother.

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Grace & Janis

Grace: Did you even tell anyone you were staying out?? 🤔🤔 Janis: Did YOU warn the fam you were inviting the devil inside? 🤔🤔 Grace: Rude! Grace: Someone woke up on the wrong side of the barista's bed Grace: OMG is he that bad? How shaming Janis: Wouldn't you all love to know Grace: Like you would anyway, you don't have anything to compare him too Janis: Again, you wish you knew Janis: but yes, I text them Janis: that it? Grace: Oh honey, we ALL knew you were a virgin Grace: Did he? Grace: Before you made it obvious, I mean Grace: You should have come home first, me & the girls could have helped you out Janis: It's cute Janis: all the things you THINK you know Janis: yeah, that'd be fun Janis: Mia must've dropped the invite on her way out Janis: with the story, likw Grace: 🙄🙄 Grace: girl please Grace: Mia'll get over it Grace: Unlike ME! You could've told me! Janis: Get over herself? Janis: Unlikely Janis: Told you what? Grace: OMG how hungover are you!? Don't be dense Grace: THE GOSSIP obvs Grace: I have to hear it from Mia Grace: so UNACCEPTABLE Janis: It's gossip 'cos she made it Janis: as if I had a chance to tell you or anyone, even if I wanted, when she went live with it Grace: There's always time to give me the real story Grace: You've got a phone Grace: Look how quick you answered this morning 🙄 Janis: 'Cos I thought you might have some real concern Janis: shoulda known better Grace: I AM concerned bitch Grace: you could be in a ditch Janis: Yeah, new boy's a serial killer Janis: this ain't the CW Grace: I didn't even know you were with HIM, did I? Grace: You never tell me anything Janis: Now who's being dense Janis: 1+1=2 Grace: Excuse me for having a nun for a sister Grace: Usually Janis: Again Janis: get a clue Grace: OMG Grace: I'm trying Janis: Bless 💕 Grace: Are you coming home TODAY? Janis: Are the coven gone Grace: I wouldn't bother asking if they hadn't Grace: I'm not stupid Janis: Probably then Janis: I got stuff to do Grace: One of them better be 🚿 Grace: Whelan's is soooooooo gross Janis: Not like you've ever got inside to know Grace: It's not like I want to Grace: like I said, ew Janis: Not with that baby face 😂 Grace: Shut up Janis: Like I said, bless Grace: I hate you so much Grace: This is what I get for being nice Janis: Nice Janis: Where? Grace: This WHOLE convo Grace: From the moment I checked you were still alive Grace: & I defended you last night GOD KNOWS why Janis: Shouldn't have to Janis: if your friends weren't cunts you wouldn't be in such a mood Grace: You're the only one being a bitch to me, Janis Grace: Newsflash Janis: Nah Janis: I'd have to be interested for that Grace: Yeah we KNOW you're only into barista boy Janis: Why would I be interested in anything you're doing Janis: it's them with the fucked priorities for giving a shit Grace: OMG get over yourself Grace: getting one boy to sleep with you doesn't make you God's gift Grace: 🙄🙄 Grace: Like I told you before, he'll get bored Janis: You first Janis: Like I told you before, get a hobby Janis: pass it on Grace: Whatever Grace: Don't come crying to me when he realises how much of a bitch you are Janis: 😰 Janis: Don't come to me when you grow a backbone and/or personality of your own Janis: still won't be interested Grace: I already have both thanks Janis: 👌 Grace: 👋 Janis: Cute 😂 Grace: At least one of us is Janis: Sick burn Janis: If only someone that weren't Mia thought so, eh babe? Janis: Sad times 💔 Grace: Take your own advice and get a clue Janis: 😂 #exposed Janis: get some self-esteem Grace: You need it more Grace: Letting that boy use you like this....tragic Janis: I'm God's gift, remember Janis: Can't have it both ways baby Grace: I said you think you are Grace: Not that he does Janis: SELF-esteem, Gracie Janis: not 'this boy would chuck it up me from behind' esteem Janis: poor thing Grace: Faking having it doesn't mean you really do, hun Grace: We can all flex on the snap Grace: You're honestly so embarrassing Janis: I don't need facetune to flex Janis: no filters gonna fix all...that 💋 Grace: You DO need it, you just don't USE it Janis: Nah, I don't though Janis: tragedy Grace: Sure Jan Grace: Keep telling yourself that, babes Janis: You keep telling yourself Janis: can't talk someone into feeling as bad as you do Janis: let your bestie in on the secret and maybe you'll both stop being such poisonous little trolls 💕 Grace: 😂😂😂 Grace: You wish Grace: Can't be bullied without a bully, but you're not that important to Mia 💔 Janis: Oh no Janis: not queen Mia Janis: suck her dick a lil better and she might love you back Janis: story of your life though, that 🤷 Grace: You're actually disgusting Grace: Save it for your boyfriend, I'm sure it makes him really 😍😍😍 Janis: Yeah, and I'm the Nun Janis: the swings and roundabouts you have to go on to make me the bad guy Janis: no wonder you're braindead 😵 Grace: Yeah sure 🙄 Grace: I don't have to say things to cover up the fact I don't know what I'm doing Grace: You sound 12 Janis: Lie of the year goes to Janis: that's all that comes out your mouth Janis: fuck what's going in it 😂 Janis: I'm glad I don't like you, it'd be exhausting having to pity you as hard as is needed Grace: Again, you wish Grace: You tell me to get a hobby, you make the same 'argument' over and over again Janis: it ain't an argument Janis: irrefutable facts Janis: don't like it, change it up Janis: we all got bored a long time ago Grace: Exactly, it isn't, it's you trying to throw shade TERRIBLY Grace: You don't know a single fact about me, babe Grace: Clearly you don't like THAT if you have to keep pretending you do Grace: Hm? Sounds like me with his convo Grace: Don't you have a boy getting bored rn? You might wanna focus on that Janis: Nothing to know Janis: Shadow of a shadow Janis: Literally how are you the blandest granola ass bitch outta the lot and they're all white as hell Janis: not even earning them mixed points, it's a real talent how uninteresting you are, truly Janis: tutorial on that, please Grace: 😂😂😂😂 Grace: But you're STILL talking to me instead of him Grace: What's the matter? Not everything you hoped it'd be? So sad Janis: I got more than one braincell Janis: can talk about put mascara on Janis: though the memes of you failing in your last vid have been amusing, tah for that Grace: You should try doing it Grace: Obvs you need more that mascara but every little helps Janis: Not with a face like that Janis: but you know, more is more and it almost constitutes a mask at this point Grace: 👏👏👏 Janis: There you go, now when you cry like a little bitch about it, you've got reason beyond your victim complex Janis: welcome ✌ Grace: MINE? You're the one who thinks that we're so invested in your little love story that we're all out for sabotage Grace: Please Janis: You know you can see when people watch your stories, yeah? Janis: she was like, the first view Janis: so much for not being important, don't worry, I won't steal your girl Grace: She's mad 'cause you outshined her coffee date moment Grace: Like I said, she'll get over it Janis: Should stop making herself vom Janis: wreaks havoc on your natural glow, but that's neither here nor there Grace: And she's the evil one Grace: That's not funny or true Janis: Cry me a river Janis: not gonna if she kills herself making herself look even worse than her personality Grace: OMG STOP Grace: You're as bad as she is Grace: Obsessed with each other 🙄 Grace: Get a room or something Janis: Awh, wanna be BFFs then?! Janis: 😏 Grace: Shut up Grace: I'd rather be the one who dies Janis: Didn't think so Grace: The first thing you've got right this whole time Grace: Well done, babes Janis: I ain't the one in remedials with the rest of the thickos Grace: Stop calling me stupid Janis: Any time you fancy stopping Janis: be my guest Grace: And what? Be more like you? 😂 Janis: You wish Janis: Be less braindead, would be a start Grace: YOU wish Grace: Caring about what I look like doesn't make me braindead Grace: It makes you a judgey bitch Janis: Yeah, that's the issue Janis: look like Sephora threw up on your face all you want Janis: at least be a person with it, not a painted fuckdoll Grace: So sorry I can't get top marks in maths or whatever OMG Janis: 🔬 Grace: I don't even know what you're talking about now Janis: Just trying to find your last surviving braincell Grace: Find it with the last place you cared about anything Janis: 🔭 Janis: Nope Janis: no signs of life Janis: soz Grace: So glad I could make you feel better about your crap shag by insulting me Grace: But I'm the idiot 👌 Janis: Awh, don't do yourself down Janis: never let it be said you don't have your uses Grace: I'm not here to be used by you, hun Grace: Deal with that Janis: Just a cumdump and Mia's personal bitch Janis: coolio 👍 Grace: Says you Grace: You've known that boy for like a day Grace: & Mia's more concerned with you right now, like I said Janis: 😱 Janis: Are you SLUT SHAMING me Janis: dundundun Janis: know you're 💔 but babes, girl code Grace: I'm stating a fact Grace: You think you're better than me, you aren't Janis: You think I am Janis: I just don't disagree, that's all Grace: I think you're the worst person this family has so far produced Grace: But whatever you need to tell yourself Janis: A dagger through my heart Janis: good thing you've got no place then init Grace: Yeah Grace: Bad enough I have to have the same last name as you all Janis: Marry the first boring white boy who will settle for you and no one ever need know Grace: And follow in your footsteps? No thanks Janis: You couldn't fill these shoes, figuratively and literally Grace: I don't want to Grace: You dress worse than your boyfriend Grace: At least he gets paid to look like that some of the time Janis: as much as I'd LOVE to look like topshop's sale rack Janis: you rinse 'em every time, what's a girl to do Grace: Obvs Grace: It's all my fault you look a state Janis: I don't, so don't trouble yourself Grace: You do, but I won't Janis: Mia don't seem to think so 😘 Grace: She hates you, that's her obsession Grace: Keep looking like that, it fuels her Janis: What, the body she's actually killing herself for? Janis: Will do and it's so effortless Grace: 🙄🙄 Grace: I'm the one who needs a hobby and is soooo uninteresting but you keep talking about Mia cos that's really not Grace: Go into her inbox, please Janis: Like I said, get a personality and we might stand a chance Janis: surgically remove yourself or are you less of a Siamese and more parasite? Grace: Sure, I'll turn myself into her so you can be obsessed with me Grace: You two are ridiculous Janis: 😂😂 Janis: Oh honey Janis: you clearly can't, been trying for years Grace: You wish Grace: Does your boyfriend know you're in love with my best friend? Grace: You might wanna share before he catches feelings Janis: Do you know your best friend kinda hates you? Janis: 😬 too late for you, awkies Grace: Rn the feeling is mutual Grace: Get over it Jan-Jan Janis: 💔 Janis: You'll get over it Janis: well, she'll walk over you, doormat Grace: Like you care Grace: either way Janis: What's the point Janis: You're never going to Grace: I care bitch Janis: You're never going to stand up to her Janis: Why should I be waiting on it with baited breath Grace: You've never waited on me Grace: Don't act like it's Mia's fault Janis: It ain't, it's yours Janis: she's a decent scapegoat though Grace: Again, you wish Grace: Nothing's all my fault, sorry about it Janis: Trust, no part of me wishes for you as my sister Janis: especially what you've become Grace: That makes two of us Janis: You said Janis: with all the care and concern you're claiming Grace: I do care, I just wish I didn't Grace: and that you weren't my sister Janis: Get over it Grace: You can try and tell me what to do as much as you like Grace: Not gonna happen Janis: I know, you're hopelessly pathetic Janis: like I said, no baited breath here Grace: Me? Oh babes Grace: Like I said, tragic Janis: Yeah, you Grace: 😂 Janis: 😥

[kelvintimeline]

INFINITY WAR SPOILERS AND THOUGHTS BELOW

Okay, I felt about A:IW the way I felt about CA:CW.

I didn’t hate it. I enjoyed watching it as a film. The emotional stakes they THINK are there with avengers “as a team” just... aren’t there. You can’t tell me to care about their bonds and interactions just because you built them up separately and threw them together.

And I am SO fucking tired of Marvel FUCKING OVER Steve in EVERY single movie post-TWS which was their MOST critically praised movie for a long time before Black Panther. Steve has not been treated right in a single film outside of TWS and TFA. Like... he’s one of the fucking MAIN avengers and all he did in this movie was fight. NO emotional moments? What should have been a DEVASTATING moment isn’t given like... any focus. Another devsatating moment we don’t even see him react to like ti doesn’t even happen near him.

Pepper got more screen time than Bucky. Because of COURSE Tony has to be the emotiaonl center of a film that should have NOTHING to do with him??

Also, this ENTIRE movie hinged on “We can’t let the Vision and Tony die, so we’ll let HUNDREDS/THOUSANDS of Wakandans die insteaD and risk the entire uNIVERSE” WHAT THE FUCK?? JUST FUCKING KILL TEH FUCKING VISION

LITERALLY NO ONE CARES ABOUT HIM he never EVER earned our emotional investment? neither has his relationship with wanda which in the last movie (ie the only one where they interacted) he was fucking holding her HOSTAGE

Like... I enjoyed a lot of parts of this movie, just likw I did with CA:TWS but as a whole? A fucking mess. ANd it was a mess from the first scene (I’sm orry but what the FUCK) and I still don’t get a lot of character motivations and the SAVING GRACE of this movie is that none of it matters.

BEcause this movie SCREAMS “Retconned in next movie except we’ll leave some deaths permanent to prove we take risks.” It broadcasts everything. I knew he’d get the gauntlet. I know they’re going to reverse it somehow and everyone will come back. I know it’s going to take a sacrifice (likely steve and/or tony) to do that. We know which franchises have movies left and therefore ppl can’t be dead.

So the things that upset me the most can be Fixed (well beside tony getting too much screen time) but that’s also the worst part. The last... hour of the film? I could predict it all and its impact on the next movie.

I know Shuri saved the Vision. I know she did it at he last second beore she mysteriously disappeared off screen and was never seen again. I know Gamora being the cause of the soul stone is going to bite him in the ass and she’s likely going to change what he did and proabbly not stay dead. I know which characters might stay dead because their franchise is dead or their actor is voer it.

It’s just??? I laughed. I almost cried for Thor.

I didn’t feel what I wanted to for STeve or Bucky or Sam who were treated liek interlopers.

I enjoyed what was happening a lot of the time but it feels... empty?

Because the best movies are Thor, Black Panther, and TWS and it seem slike only Thor got an emotional follow through?

Steve didn’t mean shit to this movie. Wakanda was backdrop and vital BP characters didn’t even show up (Nakia??). T’challa felt like more of a reference than like... a character with his own feelings or motivations. Thor got a lot and I’m HAPPY for Thor but like...

Fuck I’ll be honest... I’m sad Steve is never going to get the emotional moment TFA/TWS was building towards. He’s nevre going to get catharsis or a moment to shine. He’s always jsut going to be a man that there’s to fight and serve a sa  foil for tony rather than existing for himself.

Idk.

#avengers spoilers #spoilers #iw spoilers #infinity war spoilers #spoiler

[johnmichaelunay]

What is online safety?

Is the knowledge of maximizing the user's personal safety and security and security risk to private information, and self-protection from computer crime in general.

10 SAFETY TIPS

1. Know the Scams

Learn about diferrent kinds of scams and what you can do to avoid them.

2. Think before you click

Think twice, thrice and a zillion time before click any link or buttons.

3. Safety Peruse

These sites may have an Address that's very similar tp legitimate site, but the page can have misspelling, Bad Grammar, or low resolution Images.

4. Shop Safety

Don't shop on a site unless it has "https" and a padlock icon on the left or right or the URL.

5. Kick-butt Passwords

Use an Extremely uncrackable password One likw 9&4yiw2pxwys#"

6. Protect you Info's

Keep your guard up. Back up all your data on your computer, smartphone and tablet, theft or a cash.

7. Watch your Wi-Fi Connectivity

Protect your network by changing your router's setting and making sure that you have connection password-protected.

8. Install a Firewall

A firewall is a gate line of defense against cyber attracts.

9. Keep up to date

• The best security updates automatically to protect your computer.

• Use the manufacturer's latest security patches to make regular updates and make that you have the software set to do routine scam.

10. Use your Noggin

Use your common sense while surfing the web.

COMMON ISSUES AND CRIMES IN THE INTERNET

CYBERBULLYING

HACKING

IDENTITY THEFT

PLAGIARISM

COPYRIGHT ISSUES

CYBERBULLYING

Cyberbullying or cyberharassment is a form of bullying or harassment using electronic means. Cyberbullying and cyberharassment are also known as online bullying

Cyberbullying is when someone, typically teens, bully or harass others on the internet, particularly on social media sites. Harmful bullying behavior can include posting rumors, threats, sexual remarks, a victims' personal information, or pejorative labels (i.e. hate speech).

The Anti-Bullying Act of 2013 

(RA 10627)

(Sec. 2, RA 10627) These acts are collectively called “cyber bullying” when committed online. (Sec. 2-D, RA 10627) This covers social bullying aiming to belittle another individual or group or gender-based bullying that humiliates another on the basis of perceived or actual sexual orientation and gender identity. (Sec. 3, B-1, RA 10627, Implementing Rules).

The Revised Penal Code and the Cybercrime Prevention Act

One who publicly or maliciously imputes to another a crime, vice, defect, real or imaginary, or any act, omission, condition, status or circumstance tending to cause the dishonor, discredit or contempt of a natural or juridical person, or blacken the memory of one who is dead may be liable for libel under this Code. (Art. 353, RPC) These acts are more severely punished when done online in addition to the civil action for damages which may be brought by the offended party. (Sec. 4(c-4), RA 10175) Cyberlibel holds liable only the original author of the post (Sec. 5(3), Implementing Rules of RA 10175). Likers or sharers of a post cannot be held liable under this law.

Slander may also be applicable to one who, in heat of anger, utters statements that are highly defamatory in character. (Art. 358, RPC) Intriguing Against Honour may also find applicability when the principal purpose is to blemish the honour or reputation of a person. (Art. 364, RPC) However, the requirement is that the post be directed to a specific person. Hence, a blind item is not as actionable as a named-post in social media.

HACKING

Hacking generally refers to unauthorized intrusion into a computer or a network. The person engaged in hacking activities is known as a hacker. This hacker may alter system or security features to accomplish a goal that differs from the original purpose of the system.

Hacking can also refer to non-malicious activities, usually involving unusual or improvised alterations to equipment or processes.

IDENTITY THEFT

Identity theft, also known as identity fraud, is a crime in which an imposter obtains key pieces of personally identifiable information, such as Social Security or driver's license numbers, in order to impersonate someone else.

Types and examples of identity theft

True-name identity theft means the thief uses personal information to open new accounts. The thief might open a new credit card account, establish cellular phone service or open a new checking account in order to obtain blank checks.

Account-takeover identity theft means the imposter uses personal information to gain access to the person's existing accounts. 

PLAGIARISM

Plagiarism is an act of fraud. It involves both stealing someone else's work and lying about it afterward.

The following are considered plagiarism

turning in someone else's work as your own

copying words or ideas from someone else without giving credit

failing to put a quotation in quotation marks

giving incorrect information about the source of a quotation

changing words but copying the sentence structure of a source without giving credit

copying so many words or ideas from a source that it makes up the majority of your work, whether you give credit or not (see our section on "fair use" rules)

Copyright Issues

Republic Act No. 8293 [An Act Prescribing the Intellectual Property Code and Establishing the Intellectual Property Office, Providing for Its Powers and Functions, and for Other Purposes]otherwise known as the Intellectual Property Code of the Philippines. 

Intellectual property rights under the I. P. Code: The intellectual property rights under the Intellectual Property Code are as follows:

        1.  Copyright and related rights; 

        2.  Trademarks and service marks; 

        3.  Geographic indications; 

        4.  Industrial designs; 

        5.  Patents; 

       6.  Layout designs [topographies] of integrated      circuits; and 

        7.  Protection of undisclosed information. 

The scheme of penalties for infringement has also been changed.  From the previous fine of Php200 to Php2,000 and/or imprisonment of 1 year, the current range of penalties are as follows: 

  For first offenders - fine of PhP50,000 to PhP150,000 and/or imprisonment of 1 to 3 years

  For second offenders - fine of PhP150,000 to PhP500,000 and/or imprisonment of 3 to 6  years

  For third and subsequent offenders - fine of PhP500,000 to PhP1.5 Million and/or imprisonment of 6 to 9 years.

  In case of insolvency, the offender shall furthermore suffer subsidiary imprisonment.

NETIQUETTE

Is a combination of the word net and etiquette.

It focuses on the acceptable behavior of a person while using the internet resource.

The Core Rules of Netiquette

Rule 1. Remember the human.

Never forget that the person reading yourj mail or posting is, indeed, a person, with feelings that can be hurt.

Corollary 1 to Rule #1: It's not nice to hurt other people's feelings.

Corollary 2: Never mail or post anything you wouldn't say to your reader's face.

Corollary 3: Notify your readers when flaming.

Rule 2. Adhere to the same standards of behavior online that you follow in real life.

Corollary 1: Be ethical.

Corollary 2: Breaking the law is bad Netiquette.

Rule 3. Know where you are in cyberspace.

Corollary 1: Netiquette varies from domain to domain.

Corollary 2: Lurk before you leap.

Rule 4. Respect other people's time and bandwidth.

Corollary 1: It's OK to think that what you're doing at the moment is the most important thing in the universe, but don't expect anyone else to agree with you.

Corollary 2: Post messages to the appropriate discussion group.

Corollary 3: Try not to ask stupid questions on discussion groups.

Corollary 4: Read the FAQ (Frequently Asked Questions) document.

Corollary 5: When appropriate, use private email instead of posting to the group.

Corollary 6: Don't post subscribe, unsubscribe, or FAQ requests.

Corollary 7: Don't waste expert readers' time by posting basic information.

Corollary 8: If you disagree with the premise of a discussion group, don't waste the time and bandwidth of the members by telling them how stupid they are. Just stay away.

Corollary 9: Conserve bandwidth when you retrieve information from a host or server.

Rule 5. Make yourself look good online.

Corollary 1: Check grammar and spelling before you post.

Corollary 2: Know what you're talking about and make sense.

Corollary 3: Don't post flame-bait.

Rule 6. Share expert knowledge.

Corollary 1: Offer answers and help to people who ask questions on discussion groups.

Corollary 2: If you've received email answers to a posted question, summarize them and post the summary to the discussion group.

Rule 7. Help keep flame wars under control.

Corollary 1: Don't respond to flame-bait.

Corollary 2: Don't post spelling or grammar flames.

Corollary 3: If you've posted flame-bait or perpetuated a flame war, apologize.

Rule 8. Respect other people's privacy.

Don't read other people's private email.

Rule 9. Don't abuse your power.

The more power you have, the more important it is that you use it well.

Rule 10. Be forgiving of other people's mistakes.

[tmnt-rambles]

Imagine an AU where everyone only gets their ‘soulmate mark’ at twenty. Imagine being older than the turtles and April so when you get your mark you find out your soulmate is Mikey but there’s a huge problem, has already in a committed relationship with April. ******** PART 3 of 4. --Angst, angst, and more angst! You waited patiently for Leo to show up on the top of your large apartment building. You shivered as the cool air blew around you causing you to tighten your arms across your chest, using you own body heat to warm you. The cool air caused your already puffy red eyes to sting even more than they already were. You had finally managed to stop your tears and gather your composure before making the long climb to roof of your building. Now you waited, sitting on the ledge of the tall building, your legs dangling over the edge. Your eyes watched the cars that zoomed up and down the roads, occasionally a loud honk filling the night. You had grown to love the sounds of the city but now you were seriously debating on leaving the city behind you. Mikey didn't want you and you knew your little outburst and love confession ruined any chances of regaining your normal friendship status with Mikey. Everything was ruined and to be honest, you didn't know why exactly you called Leo of all people but you did. Perhaps it was because out of all the brothers, Leo was level headed and held some deep insight on feelings and could possibly find a way to shine some light on your dark depressing situation. Ten minutes on the dot had passed and you heard the familiar loud thump behind you that jerked you away from your thoughts. "I thought you didn't like sitting on the edge?" Leo spoke coolly from behind you as he took a seat next to you. "I don't. I just, I dunno. I like the view." You stumbled over your words before glancing up at the fearless leader. You watched Leo's features harden as he eyed your tired looking appearance. "He found out." Leo's eyes widened as he began to piece things together. Apparently it didn't go as smoothly as he had hoped by the look of your tear stained face. "What happened, Y/N?" Leo's voice was as kind as you expected and in a gesture of comfort, he reached out and took your hand in his. His large green fingers enclosing over your hand, almost swallowing up from view completely. Taking a shaky breath, you tried your best to tell Leo every detail about the incident without losing yourself in sob again. Hearing that Mikey left you a crying heap on the floor causing Leo to inhale deeply, he was trying to keep his cool but he never imagined his little brother could ever leave someone in such a state. Mikey wasn't that heartless. Actually, Leo always knew if Mikey ever saw anyone crying that soon he'd also be a mess of tears himself. Mikey was the sensitive one, so Leo couldn't understand Mikey's sudden cold shoulder. "He didn't even say anything?" Leo asked, his jaw clenching as he quickly spun around and began pacing the roof, much like you did in the lair. "No, he just left, probably down to April's." You felt your stomach churn at thought of what Mikey and April were doing. "That doesn't make any sense. Mikey doesn't leave like that." Leo thought out loud to himself as you slowly rose to your feet and hopped down from the ledge "I should go talk to him, see what's up." For the second time that night you felt all the color drain from your face. The thought of Leo confronting Mikey on your behalf made you feel sick. "No!" You gasped, rushing up to Leo with wide scared eyes. "You can't tell him I told you, if he's already mad at me and you tell him that I told you what happened, he'll hate me forever! Plus I don't want you getting involved in this mess." Leo snorted with a smirk and placed both his hands on your shoulders to try and calm you down. "Alright, alright. I won't tell him you told me, but Y/N..... I am involved. Mikey can't just turn away his soulmate, he's always wanted a soulmate." "No, he wants April to be his soulmate. I'm not her. I'll never be her. She's perfect and she's perfect for him. What could I possibly have to offer Mikey that she can't? Other than this stupid mark." The wall you had been trying to build up to keep tears at bay suddenly burst like a faulty damn and tears once again filled your eyes and a few spilled out and ran like tiny hot waterfalls down your cheeks. Leo sighed sadly and reached up to wipe away your tears with his thumb before pulling you into a tight embrace. You felt so small in his arms but yet, safe so you allowed yourself to break once again. Your cheek pressed against his plastron. "It'll be okay, Y/N. I've got you." Leo finally spoke after a moment of letting you have your moment of weakness. "Yea, ya sure do, bro." Both you and Leo jumped and jerked your heads towards the fire escape to see Mikey standing there, leaning against the railing with an angry look replacing his normally carefree expressions. "I wasn't even gone for an hour before you swooped in and played hero." Mikey's voice was likw nothing you had ever heard before, almost like you could see the venom dripping from his teeth. "The hell you talking about, Mikey?" Leo frowned pulling away from you and taking a step towards his brother. "What's the matter with you?" "I'm talkin' 'bout you putting your hands all over my soulmate, dude! I'm talkin' 'bout you steppin' all over my territory!" Mikey snapped, actually snapped viciously at his leader. You knew the turtles could be territorial over things they viewed as their own but you thought Mikey didn't want you because of the way he left you so in your mind his anger towards Leo was completely unwarranted. Leo puffed out his chest defensively now looking much larger than the smaller turtle. Before Leo could respond you heard two more loud thumps behind you and when you spun around you saw Raph and Donnie walking up towards their brothers. "I'm not 'stepping' on your 'territory', and just so we're clear, soulmates don't automatically make them your territory, little brother." Your face flew into your hands and you backed away from the turtles but stopped when your back hit Raph's plastron. Sensing your discomfort, Raph drapped a large arm over your shoulders. A gesture he always did when you were close by, at least this time he didn't make a height comment. "Anyone care to explain what the hell's happenin' here?" He asked in a rough voice. "Yeah, normally it's Raph and Leo butting heads, not Mikey and Leo." Donnie added, tilting his head to the side but not before earning a small punch on the arm from Raph. You groaned, soon everyone would know your horrible situation and that you caused this brother against brother blowout. "I'll tell ya what's happening. Y/N has been hiding the fact they're my soulmate and when I get back Leo's making a move on /my/ soulmate." "You left them a crying mess after you found out, what kinda soulmate does that? I was just coming to see them! Don't be an idiot Mikey!" Leo snapped back. "So...wait! Mikey is Y/N's soulmate? What 'bout April?" Raph asked as you felt your knees try to buckle. Your face grew hot with embarrassment and shame the longer this went on. "Yeah that's me, the idiot. I'm an idiot for freaking out when I found out my Angelcakes wasn't the one I was supposed to be with. I'm sorry if that hit me like a truck full of Foot-Ninjas." Mikey hissed ignoring Raph. Unable to hear anymore you finally spoke up with a loud but shaky voice. "Stop it!" You screamed out taking all four brothers by surprise, even Raph took a step back from you. "I messed up alright?! This isn't Leo's fault, Mikey. I texted him to meet me because I was freaking out too! I'm not gonna be the reason things end up strained with your brother! Not over me, not because of this stupid mark that I didn't have any control over. Trust me, if I could give it to April I would, for you I would!" You snapped, losing all control over your emotions, your sadness sparking into a small angry fire. Each turtle looked at you with a shock expression, well, all three. Mikey looked at you with what appeared to be a hurt expression the moment you said you'd give up your mark. A long silence fell over the rooftop, all eyes were on you but no one moved a muscle, almost as if they were scared you'd snap once more or even lash out this time. Normally you were as level headed as Leo but right now you seemed to be showing your hotheadedness, just like Raph. "I'm gonna make this easy for you and April, I'm leaving. I'll leave and you can carry on with April without worrying about running into your pathetic soulmate." Your felt almost lightheaded, the thought of leaving your soulmate making you feel sick to your stomach. "Y/N, you know the further you get away from Mikey, the harder it'll be. You can't change the universe and the universe is always going to pull you towards Mikey." Donnie spoke up placing a gentle hand to your shoulder. "It'd be different if you didn't already know him but you do, the connection on your end has been formed. You can't leave him, not without dealing with a lot of discomfort and heartache." You glanced up at the purple clad turtle and offered him a broken smile. "I can take it, Donnie." You weakly tried to reassure your friend. With that you pulled away from his grasp and headed towards the fire escape, your eyes drifting downwards to avoid Mikey's intense blue eyes. "Excuse me." You asked, shivering as a cold breeze blue over you. Mikey frowned and took a small step towards you. "Sugarplum, look at me." Mikey finally spoke to you. When you stiffened and didn't pull your eyes up, he closed the gap between the two of you a d cupped your cold cheeks in his large hands. You froze looking up at Mikey, your tear filled eyes meeting his. "W-What?" You asked. Your stomach doing flips at how close Mikey was to you, this time you shivered, but not because of the cold. "Sugarplum," He started, completely forgetting that his three brothers were watching this intimate moment between the two of you. Although, with them right there it didn't stop him from opening his mouth to speak..... TBC!!!!! ONE MORE PART TO GO. WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN NEXT?! 😈 again, sorry for any mistakes.

#tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #tmnt fanfiction #tmnt mikey x reader #tmnt michelangelo x reader #tmnt soulmate #tmnt Mikey soulmate

[witchy-studies]

I'm back, Hello! 16 witchy questions Tag.

To celebrate that I'm back I want to make a questions tag. I stole this from my Amnio blog. Questions: 1. Do you have a witchy name? How did you come by it? - No I don't have one. I have a username that I likw to use on social media. 2. Where are you located? What brought you to that area or were you born there? - I'm from Germany and I was born here. 3. Do you wear a special amulet or jewelry for spell work? - Not really. I used to wear specific clothes but now I'm really a casual witch. But I like to wear crystal jewelry when I read tarot. 4. What is your favorite space or place? - Actually my home. I live alone with my bf so I have a lot of possibilities to practice my craft without needing to hide or to explain (he's pretty chill with my practice). - Also the woods. I love meditating in nature. 5. What is your favorite stone or crystal for workings? - Ok how can you ask a crystal witch that question. I love all my babies. But if I have to pick I like labradorite for reading or divination in general and green aventurine for every day/general use. 6. How long have you been practicing? And how did you come to this path? - I've been practicing since 4 years now. I always collected crystals and had a vast knowledge of herbs. One day I was searching for some herbal oils and tincture making and I stumbled upon wicca. - later on I found my religion (Hinduism) and specified in crystals and divination. 7. Do you have a Deity God or Goddess? And how did you connect with them? - I have Krishna as my main deity and of course we have a lot of gods, goddess and half-gods. But I work with Gansha, Narasimha (an avatar of krishna and my personal favorite) and Lakshmi. - I connect with them through chanting and bhakti (devotional services). 8. What is your favorite incense? - all the incenses from the temple smell good and are my favorites. 9. Have you ever had to clear a space of a negative entity? - No, never. 10. What is your favorite witchy show or movie? - It is weird I know , but I don't have one. I never watched Charmed or any witchy movie. I like buffy the vampire slayer tho. 11. What do you do to help raise energy before spell work? - I mentally prepare my self, wear crystals or before I do a big ritual or important spell I cast a circle (I never really do that) and invoke my diety. 12. Do you see yourself helping others magically? - Yes always even if they don't care and often don't know. 13. What is your preferred form of divination? - Tarot 14. What element do you work with the most? - Earth 15. If you threw a party, which of the Youtube witches would you invite? - Basically all my favorite witches. Molly Roberts, Emwitch and The white witch parlour. 16. What are your witchy goals for the new year? - To to the sun salutation pose perfectly - To start a new, more organized Grimoire/ Notebook of magick

#Witchy tag #16 questions Tag #witchcraft #Witch #Crystals