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animnerd · 4 months

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Loki's Treasure

Lokis Treasure

You were dating loki and lately you have not seen him very much. Mostly because he was an avenger saving the world you know that but that doesn’t stop the ache of missing him. You would pray that he would come back to you safe and in one piece. You would do things to distract you from thinking about him. One day you are in your apartment and your phone rings. You stop cleaning the house and walks over to your phone pick it up to see a text from your boyfriend.

You were so excited you read the text “I am sorry my pet that I have not been spending alot of time with you recently but I like to make it up to you if I may?“ I hope you are not too cross with me?

But I finally got some time alone and would love nothing more than to take you on a date in the park this afternoon if it pleases you?” You had tears in your eyes after you re read the message four more times while you laughed at how sweet Loki was being with you. It made you love him even more. You tried to hold back your tears as you write back your response.

You did not want to keep him waiting. “Hi my love I am not mad at you and of course I would love nothing more than to go walking with you in the park. When should i meet you?” You sat down on your bed waiting for his response. You didn’t want to let go of your phone thinking htis is a dream that if you let the phone go that you would wake up and still be sad and missing your beloved. You noticed that the three dots indicating that he was typing his response to you. Your phone vibrates when you received a new text from him. “Perfect! Lets meet at high noon opps I meen at one? Still getting use to midgard talk.” You laughed reading his text. You nodded your head fast. Realizing that he would not see your response you quickly texted him “yes see you soon my beloved.”

You squealed and jumped off your bed and ran to the bathroom and quickly got ready while singing to music on your phone. Once you got ready you quickly went to grab a bite to eat. You could not sit still in your chair. Your leg kept bouncing so excited to see Loki again. When it became to much you throw away your lunch and grabbed your small purse. You ran out the door of course after locking the door. You skipped to the park you looked around to see if you could spot your loki. You laughed once you spotted him. He was sitting on a bench with a baseball cap, green pants, and black shirt. You walked over to him and sat down. You turn facing him. “Hi love!" He turned and grined such a big grin you thought it would break his jaw. He quickly pulled you into a hug. You were at first surprised but then melted into the hug and pulled him closer. “I thought i would never see you again baby!” That did it you cried again. Loki quickly pulled away and whipped a tear from your eyes. He coo you quietly. “I’m sorry babby I didn’t mean to make you cry. It’s just that It feels like forever since the last time I have a moment to be with you. I don’t want to be apart from you this long. It was torture!” You laughed and kissed his lips. He pulled away and wiped a stray tear. “Shall we?” “We shall.” You grin at him after a giggle left your mouth. He helps you up while holding your hand “hold on.” You take off his cap. He freaks out. “Baby why did you do that! Now people will see its me and we won’t have any time together.” You laugh “no one will notice now come on! I want to spend the rest of today and tomorrow with my beloved.” You grinned at him and pulled him with you walking into the tree path. He caught up with you and pulled you closer to him. You lay your head on his shoulder and hum in content. You look around at the scenery enjoying the day together. You could hear the kids playing and screaming not to far while other people was talking or riding their bikes around the park.

While walking in the woods you noticed some flowers. You grinned and pulled your hand away from Loki. You ran over to the flowers and bent down on your legs and started picking flowers.

You didn’t notice or hear loki complaints and running after you. He fell down on his knees out of breath. “Babby don’t do that! What if someone took you!? I would not live with myself if that happend!” You stoped what you were doing and turned and kissed his lip. I am sorry baby I saw flowers and wanted to pick some.” He sighed “What am i going to do with you….

He shakes his head but he has a smile on his face so you know he is not fully mad at you. He looks down at the flowers shocked. “What kind of flowers are these?” He points to the bouquet. You smile “they don’t have these flowers on Asgard?” You look at him. He shakes his head. “No my pet. What are they?” “These points to the first flower is a daisy, the second flower is a dandelion, the third flower is babbybeath.”

You show him the flowers and pull out a dandelion and tuck it behind his ear. He grins but a dust of what you think is a blush dusting his checks. You laugh you kiss his check.

He becomes embarrassed and he falls on the ground “you wound me my beloved!” As he fakes his discomfort you laugh some more. He closes his eyes while doing this. He enjoys the warmth of the sun on his face. While you sit next to him enjoying his company.

You see out of the corner of your eye a little girl sitting not far away from you picking flowers and making a flower crown. You smiled remember when you were her age doing the same thing! An Idea formed into your head and you got up and looked around for a particular type of flower. Once you have gathered all of the dandelions you saw. You got to work making the grown.

All while humming a song. Loki didn’t notice you still enjoying the quiet and your pescence. While soaking up the sun. The little girl left by the time you got the grown done. You grined at your hard work. Got up and walked over to loki. “Baby?” He didn’t hear you at first. You said it louder and he sits upright. He was confused seeing you on your knees head down and presenting you with a flower grown.

“For you my prince.” You didn’t look up at him waiting to see what he will do. He smiled touched what you are doing. “Rise my pet.” You raised your head and looked at him confused. “Is this for me?” pointing to the crown. You nod your head. “Can I put it on you?” He nods his head he is even in more love with you at this moment and touched at what you did. He knew that he would not change this moment for anything and wanted to spend the rest of his days with you.

The very back of his mind he was deeply in love with you, and he never wanted this moment to end. Also, he didn’t want to let you go never! You sat up and lifted the crown while he bends down to your level. You place the crown on his head. He captured your lips in his

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alternative-haven · 1 year

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3/19/23

📁 7:21

now i remmeber why i amde this its to rly just be my space cuz idk how to talk to anyone about my issues. theres htis guy. idk if he feels the same way but in such a short amoutn of time ive never felt so connected to someone before i rly like him ima give it time tho but i havnet felt this way in a while. i have genuinely no clue whether or not hes just a rly nice social person or not because if i were him i woulda stopped tlaking to me like a week ago like idk i don get people who can seemingly care for someone the way i would only care about someone i liked. maybe thats y i dont rly have friends but idrc either. its not like it matters. idek if i wanna fall in love again i probably dont. i sound so emo rn anyways my mom is actually so scary like she scares me idek what to do anymore shes never happy with me i cant like do anything right idk whats wrong with me like even right now im suppose to be doing work and instead im writing this out idek what im doing why am i doing what im doing idek im so confused i want to quit and have everything stop so bad i just want to feel at peace with myself and i cant have that right now i really cant i dont know how to get that n i genuinely just cant right now. i need sleep. so bad

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mapleshmaple · 5 years

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#SCREAMS IN A MAJOR AND MINOR AT THET SAME GODDAMN TIME I FUCKING /HAAAATTTEEEEE/ MYM FUCKIN JOB #I DONT?? REALLY?? I DUNNO IM JSUT. MAD N FRUSTRATED NSHIT WITH MYSELF AGAIN ND I DUNNO WHY #AND ITS!!! FRUSTRATING!!!! WHY ARE WE FUCKIN ANGRY ME. WHAT IS IT. WHO PEED IN YOUR GODDAMN CHEROES YOU /CLOWN/#LIKE I WANNT TO DO THINGS AND IM JUST NOT DOING THE THINGS AND THE FUCKIGN THINGS /RIGHT THERE JUST FUCKIGN GET THE SHIT/#/JSUT GET THE SHIT AND DO THE THING YOU STUPID RAT FUCK JSUT GODDAMN DO IT WHY ARE SYOUY SITTING AND SCREAM TYPING LIKE SOME FUCKIGN #STUPID ASSHOLE. SOME ABSOLUTE RAT FUCKING BASTARD. GET OFF YOUR ASS STOP IT STOP BEING DUBM HTE TABLETS RIGHT THERE JUST DRAW SOMETHING/#LIKE I AHVE ALL HTIS SHIT I WANNA DO AND DRAW AND WRITE AND I JUST CANT GET MYSELF TO DO IT ANDN ITS SO!!! FUCKIGN!!!!#FRUSTRATING!!! AND I JFSUT FEEL LIKE IM A BURDEN TO MY FRIENDS N EVERYONE AND SO I JSUT #CUT THE MIDDLEMAN AND IM SO??? SO LONELY AND ITS A SELF-MADE LONLINESS BC I HAVE PEOPLE I CAN TTALK TO #BTU ITS A MATTER OF 'WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO THEM STOP IT YOURE BOTHERING THEM AND BEING WEIRD'#AND ITS LIKE PULLING TEETH TO JSUT. TALK TO SOMEONE AND TYR AND REACH OUT AND RESPOND ANDN #LIKE!!! FUCK!!!!!!!! I DUNNO!!!!!! IM JUST. REally really tired i guess!!! i dunno i jsut. feel like i dont...deserve??? good shit??#like friends and being happy ebecause like- i dunno maybe ive been on the ass end of some shitty stuff for a reason or something maybe #like i jsut. should give up nd stop trying cuz its!! im not... necessary? like i could just stop being around and shit would be the same #and just go on like nothing really happened or like i was never there and i dunno i got like. bad abandonment issues and shitty habits that #involve just. dropping a reply and then running and hiding bc im scared of the response i might get bc its #happened...before... and i tyr to get out of the mindset that if i speak up osmeones gonna get mad at me #like!! i told one of my older friends that i was uncomfortable with rping with her cuz she said she had a crush on me or something???#and then she jsut. goes and pulls this angsty 'look at what YOU did to him. you broke his heart. YOU did this.' kinda response #as apposed to jsut kinda!!! not!! doing that andn then went on about how she could've made him like #hurt...my character... in a way she shouldnt have and like!! i dunno im tired btu like #im. not sure where i was going with this hrjkmfsdgmsd msorry

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magalidragon · 3 years

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making music | chapter 2 | a teaser

I bet you thought I forgot this fic huh? 🤣 I didn’t, I just have been distracted by others. I have one scene left to write and then chapter 2 is finished and whoops, of course it got extended now to three chapters. Here’s a tease!

She chuckled. "I didn't know you wore glasses."

"I take out the contacts when I ge thome, they're a bitch." He pushed the glasses idly up his nose, brows lifting with them. "So you want to get started?"

"I suppose first we have to discuss if this is something you even want to do." She didn't leave the workroom, instead lightly touching a couple of brass instruments set on one of the tables, in need of polish and shine. Her tongue ran over her teeth. "So it is true then, what they said?"

"I can neither confirm nor deny without more information."

She rolled her eyes. "Instruments, Jon." She picked up a discarded, smudged brass trumpet, fiddling her fingers along the three keys, her thumb tracing one of the valves, turning again to study him. The cool marble facade he put up had returned, his face expresionless. She lifted it to her lips and blew, but nothing really happened. It made a strange hissing sqawk and she coughed, her cheeks burning. "Ugh! How do you do that?"

He chuckled, taking it from her and eyes on her, lifted it to his lips, and easily blew out a jaunty jazz tune. When he finished, he arched a brow, challenging, pssing it back to her. She scowled, annoyed. "Practice."

"I never saw the appeal of the brass instruments."

"Aye, you're a string gal."

There was a way he said it, low and drawling, and she flushed, feeling a little uncomfortable. Double entendre? she wondered, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, shrugging a shoulder nonchalantly. She wandered around the worktable and stopped at a guitar, finished and just requiring a varnish. She lifted it up, positioned, and strummed a few chords.

"Guitar," he said, walking now to join her, taking it and setting it back on the table, a hand on his hip. "That's one of the four."

"I'm learning bass guitar." Not really, Daario hadn't called her back to set up any Zoom lessons. She smirked up. "20 instruments."

"Hmm." He tapped his finger to her chest, just above the v-cut in her lilac sweater. The touch of his callused index finger against her bare skin sent a shock through her, her toes curling in her boots. She forced herself not to shiver, but couldn't help the sharp intake of breath. She wondered if he felt the same feeling, gaze fixed on his. Was she imagining it, or did his pupils get wider? He leaned in a little closer, breath raspy. "But not hte harp."

Huh?

"Harp?"

"Hmm, twenty instruments but I can't play the harp."

She blinked, crash-landing hard back into their conversation about instruments. "Oh, um...I can teach you." It came out faster than her brain could process what she had just said. Damnit!

He edged towards the door. "Teach me?"

"Hmm...I can teach you the harp. You know all the others. Shouldn't be hard."

A small smile flirted along his sinful lips. He darted his tongue out, wetting them; she squirmed in place, hoping it wasn't obvious. Also hoping that she would drop dead because if her body was responding htis way, she clearly was having a stroke. He was Jon Snow. He was rude. He was annoying. He was...

Gods.

Her throat constricted, a dry patch forcing her to cough into her sleeve, hopefully not too obvious. Jon moved out of hte way and ended their discussion, going into the corner of the apartment that she had correctly assumed was his workspace. He fell into a chair, rolling it across the stone to pick up some music, thrusting the papers awkwardly towards her. She took them, saying nothing, and scanned the notes scribbled over the pre-printed scale lines.

He had very messy handwriting, she noted, frowning. "These are..."

"Aye, classical songs, with a twist."

"Hmm...is this my part or yours?"

"Yours."

Dany collected her violin, taking a seat in a spare chair by the workstation, Ghost following her back and forth. He sat down at her feet, head pillowed on his paws, and eyes lifted dolefully to her. She rubbed his fluffy butt with the toe of her boot and dropped her gaze to the music, reading it while she prepped the violin. Across from her, Jon did the same with a cello, this one different from his other. She paused, studying it, cocking her head. "That's an electric cello?"

"Hmm."

It was about half the size, didn't have hte full body of the beautiful cherrywood instrument he normally played. It looked like a stick with strings, a piece of metal curving out, wires plugging in and to the computer and to an amp. He ran the bow over, tapping at some keys. "We're recording?"

"Aye."

She huffed, frustrated with the one-word replies. "So we were supposed to talk about if we're doing this thing. I guess that means we are, right?"

Jon fiddled with the electric cello. "Aye, we are."

"That's it then? We're not going to talk about what this partnership ultimately will mean?"

He chuffed, the cello resting on his shoulder, his arms on his knees. He smiled. "It means Dany, we will work together on some songs, a showcase, we'll see if they like it. If they do, we can talk terms. If they don't, well, we can chat then. Until that time...." He ran the bow quickly over the strings, the sound a bit louder, more rock and roll than classic. He grinned. "Let's play some fucking music."

#jonerys #jonerys au #my fics #my moodboards #jonerys fanfic #fic tease #musician jonerys is here #I didn’t forget this fic!#I have a short attention span 🤣

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hitoshisbabygirl · 3 years

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Author's Notes ♡: Hello hello! Here’s my POCuties collab piece for Valentine’s Day. Even though today sometimes makes me feel unloved please know everyone is deserving of love and even if you don’t have someone this year, you can have me! I love you and so do your favs okay? (✿◠‿◠) ~ bunny ❥

Warnings : none! Just very sweet (a bit of the reader feeling like a burden to tamaki so a touch of sadness here and there)

Word count : 2.1k

Paring(s) : Tamaki Amajiki x F! Reader (fem pronouns)

Enjoy ♡

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Forever // T. Amajiki

Being with Tamaki for a few years taught his lover a lot. She saw more sides of him than most, and it made her heart swell to see the usually quiet boy happy and determined when he accomplished something he was trying for or when he was down she knew just how to cheer him up.

As the day drew on she realised just how much she loved him and how much she wished for him to be home, to give him a big kiss as he came through the door, knowing that his day was long, plagued with paperwork and patrols. Hearing the door open she saw her tall boyfriend enter, hood over his eyes as he let out a sigh, stretching as he felt his body being encased by his girlfriend “Hello butterfly how was your day” His low voice spoke out as she gave him a bright smile “It was nice heaving the day off but i missed you Tama” she pouted as he gave her a chuckle, kissing her forehead “I missed you too, the office was a bore without my adorable secretary” Moving into their shared apartment Tamaki saw food already laid out in front of him “I ran you some bath water too” [ ] called out as she rounded the wall separating the kitchen and living room “Y-you didn't have to do that love im-” A finger silenced his pleas “Let me take care of you okay? You need your rest and i didnt want you to worry about anything coming home except relaxing and cuddling with me okay?” [ ] said as she stood on her tippy toes, kissing the top of his cheek “Tamaki Amajiki we have been doing this for years, won't you please let me love you without trying to outdo me ; you deserve it, you're a wonderful hero, you're my hero and eventually...you'll be our family hero..once we have one..” She trailed off as he stared at her, watching a sadden face appear over her features. Shaking it off as soon as it had appeared she gave him another smile “Its alright. There's no rush, i'm here for the long haul , me and you okay?” she said as she let his face go , heading to the couch “Now go go, hurry up before the food gets cold.” She teased as he gave her a soft look, coming over to kiss her cheek “Okay i wont argue butterfly”

These little things stuck with him, her caring ways, cooking for him, cleaning his office while hed be gone, even doing some of his paperwork while he was on parole. He loved her so much and enjoyed all of the little things here and there she did for him. He ddi the same, and each time made her cry, not out of being upset but for how caring he was to her. Bringing her roses, making sure she didnt have to cook if he could help it, spa days and doing more crafts and bonding with her whenever they could. But he realized while she helped him with so much he felt like he struggled. She struggled with her own issues too, similar to his. Sometimes she felt like she wasnt enough, she had her own anxieties and could get in a sup when she felt inadequate, unlovable and unwanted. But to him, to tamaki he loved everything about her, and she was one of the strongest people he knew. He felt motivated and glad to have her as the one he wished to marry , to have kids with, to start a family. But that also broke his heart when the topic came up she did usually didnt talk much about it, happily making plans but going back on them by saying ‘if i was a good mother’ She didnt want to dissapoint their future kids, didnt want to be a lacking mother or wife. As usual Tamaki came home, but htis time he went past the wonderful smelling food in the kitchen and to their bedroom, his cute girlfriend wrapped up in a blanket “How are you feeling butterfly?” He asked as she gave him a smile, reaching over to hug him “Im oaky! Just a bit overwhelmed is all, im sorry i passed out during the meeting..” She said as she gave him a hurt look before continuing “I shouldve tried harder to stay and present with you i-” Before she could finish he gave her a kiss, stopping her words “You needed rest. Im still surprised you got up to cook, did you at least take a nap love?” He asked as she shook her head , causing him to smile “Good. i love you butterfly and i woudnt change that for the world” he said as she smiled, giving him a hug “I’d hope so” She giggled as he pouted “Never doubt my love for you [ ], no matter what im gonna be here, i promise okay?” he said as she nuzzled the boy, kissing his nose “ And i for you Tamaki”

February came in , the happy couple had started up to take more time off to do more things and enjoy eachothers presence in the month of love. As the days went by Tamaki noticed [ ] was having odd days. From sleeping long hours of the day to just crying randomly, he knee something was wrong. Coming from the store he heard sobbing from their bathroom. Terrified , he tried to enter only feeling the door being locked “[ ] baby whats wrong? Can i come in?” with no response he nervously knocked again. “[ ] please...whats wrong” He pleaded as the door unclicked, showing his still beautiful but tear stained cheeked girl. “T-tama..” She cried as she just jumped into his arms, scaring the indigo haired boy “Baby are you okay?” he asked as she took in a breath before smiling sadly “Y-yeah i am..” She said as he picked her up, taking them into the living room. “I love you..and whatever is making you feel like this..if i can help let me okay?” Tamaki said as [ ] shook her head, placing it into his shoulder as they fell asleep.

Every day from her breakdown Tamaki came to her office with a rose, ate lunch with her and made sure she was hydrated and well. Once the week of valentines day came up, he had his plan set in motion. He had their schedules fixed, the week off for themselves as they did different things. A spa day the first day, a picnic the next, shopping at an expensive store for clothes. Then an art day where they drew (or tried to ) eachother and made art fro and about the other. Once the day of Valentines came however, it was different. It started with them taking a shower together, Tamaki cooking breakfast in bead for [ ] as they talked through the morning. Tamaki told her the outfits they ha gotten the days prior was for tonight which gave [ ] the jitters. She was excited for what her pro hero boyfriend had instore for them. Once they got to the restaurant all eys were on them. [ ]’s long black dress falttereed tamakis white suit and black bow tie. The two of them sat and started to eat, coversating with some fans who so happend to be around thwm. One was a small girl with wide hopeful eyes. She came to the couple with her mom in toe “Im so sorry to interrupt you two, my daughter wouldnt let mt husband and me rest until she came over to you guys” the wmoan laughed, causing bothe members to smile “Hello there how are you?” Tamaki asked the girl as she stepped from behind her mother “ H-hi my name is Shiemi a-and i really like you suneater!” The small girl said , causing [ ] , Tamaki and her mom to smile “Why thank you Shiemi, i hope im a good hero for you” Tamaki responded as the little girl shook her head “The best! Youre so cool. A-and your wife is pretty like mama! I like you dress miss suneater” The girl said , causing [ ] to stutter as she sipped her water “O-oh why thank you Shiemi but Im-” before she could continue she saw her boyfriend give the woman and her daughter a wide smile “She is, inst she?” He said as he turned to [ ] , moving from his chair “Tama what are you-” [ ] asked again as he leaned to the little girls ear , then to the mothers as they both gave him a smile, the woman happily shaking her head as her daughter followed the hero. Confused, [ ] watched as he picked the little girl up, putting her atop of the bar table “Hey everyone! Suneater has an announcement!” she yelled as most people turned around or to the table in the middle of the room, watching and smiling at the energetic child and pro hero “In fact I do, [ ] would you mind standing?” Tamaki asked as she gave him a wide eyed look, standing as he gave her a smile, extending and hand to her as she joined his side

“H-hey guys , as you know um..this si my lovely girlfriend and partner [ ]” He started as she gave everyone in the room a wary smile, her face feeling hot as he continued “ Ive known her for years, and weve been dating for some of those, she's seen me through thick and thin, helped me out in a pinch and made me feel like the strongest man alive, well next to almight…” he whispered as some of the people laughed, more paying them attention “And through all of this….i could think of a more beautiful and right person to spend the rest of my life with” And with the the young child handed the now kneeling man a ring as some whooped and hollered, others recording as both [ ] and the girls mother had tears in their eyes “[ ] [ ], the love of my life, my butterfly, i couldnt think of a more beautiful person inside and out to be with, will you give me the honor and make me the happiest man on this earth to be my wife?” He asked as the ring was revealed, diamond glistening as his own tear filled eyes looked to hers. Thinking her voice would fail her she shook her head yes, causing the room to yell as she had her ring put on her finger , jumping to hug her standing fiance as they hugged and cried, video of the engagement spreading as he thought to himself ‘I can now have my family, my endless love with you my dear butterfly’

As their wedding came , all of their friends and family came, including the new found friends of the young Shiemi and her parents. The ceremony went though flawlessly, Shiemi being their flower girl as the newlyweds ran down the easel , heading for their limo as they herded for the reception. The family spoke on how happy they were from their marriage, friends giving their comments on how they knew the couple would get married as the couple laughed at some stories and comments about their relationship. The night ended with so much love and joy for the new couple, startint their life together\

Two years went by before valentines day came again, three years to the day he had proposed arrived. Happily and ready to celebrate Tamaki woke up to his wife missing, hearing her fumble in the bathroom. Heading to the room he was shocked to she her in a disarray , eyes foggy as she met his “Tama...i have a surprised” She said as her teras fell down her face. Confused and still a bit tired , he gave her a look as she handed him a blue and while stick. The word pregnant snapped him awake as more tears started to fall, handing him two and three more all with the same small but powerful word “Im..gonna be a dad?” He asked as she smiled, shaking her head as she hugged the trembling girl “T-tama i'm gonna be a mom..what if i'm not good enough…” She sobbed as he cooed her, kissing her lips as his tears fell with hers “You're gonna be great Butterfly, i promise, you're gonna be so so great” He said as his heart swelled feeling her lips against his ‘This...This is forever , a love i wished for...and i couldn't have asked for more of a way to live my life...i love you butterfly’

#my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha x reader #amajiki tamaki #tamaki amakiji x reader #pocuties 💕#pocuties collab

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c4ndl3-w1ck · 2 years

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If you're okay answering, can you elaborate some on the "splinter bullshit?" is it like a drdp thing, did, etc. I might be in a similar situation as you so I want to know if you know

okay then uh

putting htis under a readmore because why not

don't click readmore i fucke dup im sorry

i don't know if the "splinter bullshit" has to do with drdp, but it definitely is something i'm struggling with. i guess in my regular fashion when it comes to mental/physical health, i convince myself that it's fine and it's not going to get "better" and to get used to that. so i've trapped myself in a cycle of, well, being a dirk splinter. and it's fucking scary. it's fucking scary to never talk about it because it isn't valid. i don't have a word for it, or a disorder for it, or any real reason why. i don't "kin" him or anything, and i don't think it's a da (delusional attachment) because i don't think i'm dirk himself, just a splinter.

it's fucking sad the way i deal with it. and i mean that in a "look at this fucking loser oh my god" way, not a "i'm going to cry because it's sad" way. i just. don't deal with it. i'm afraid of someone trying to explain to me what is happening without taking into account that it's different than what they think.

about a month ago, i told my therapist that i struggle with drdp (my old therapist was the one that told me that's what was happening) and my therapist responded with "wick are you sure that's what's happening? if you want attention, that's okay." and then alluded that if i was really experiencing drdp, i would be put in a mental institution. so no, i haven't told her about my splinter thoughts.

i try to not talk about all the splinter bs often, because it makes people worried when i do, and i don't want to worry people. i should never be an obstacle, instead i should be as useful as possible to make things easier and better for people. otherwise i am worthless and a horrible, horrible human being.

i can't stop being a fucking part of him and i can't break away

he's not even fucking real what is wrong with you wick what the fuck you piece of shit you're taking away from real people struggling you're awful. look at you. seeking attention just shut the fuck up and never bother anyone ever again with your worthless existence

#splinter bullshit #vent

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haifengg · 3 years

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Summary: You show up to your first night shift but you didn’t really manage to adjust your sleep pattern.

Genre: Fluff!

It was literally your first nightshift ever.

as you assigned for it you were just a little bit worried but mostly excited.

seeing common places at strange times of the day can be really interesting

different lighting, people and an overall different feeling...

but since you did never work the night shift before you don’t quite know what is going on at your company during the night

other coworkers have warned you about it, saying the nightshift is usually busier than the day shifts

but it pays much better so you thought ‘why not give it a try?’

you arrive at your company’s building a few minutes late

checking in through the main entrance showing the security your employee badge and walking straight up to your office

which you usually didn’t share even though it has two workspaces

due to staff shortage you are used to getting everything done yourself and also keeping you busy for 8 hours straight

but today there was aöready someone there

so you carefully opened the door and entered the room, not sure if you maybe made a mistake and messed up the date of your shift or something

“Hi, ehm, today’s the 16th, right?”

The man gets. up and looks at his phone

“Yeah it’s march 16th. Oh you must be Y/N? I got told we would be on the night shift together. I’m Seungsik.”

You shook his hand and then walk past his chair to get to your desk

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know there would be someone else here. Is it really that busy at night they need to people?”

“Sometimes. But you can never really tell beforehand. Just see what happens and roll with it.”

So you roll with it

and turns out: tonight would be a chill night

for the first three hours or so the two of you would work on the emails and papers that come in and get the paperwork done which the dayshift left for you

around 1 am Seungsik gets up and stretches

“You want some coffee?”

“Yes please. I feel like I am falling asleep any second.”

He snickers. “But it’s only 1 am. You have 5 hours ahead of you.”

“I deal with that once I get to it.” You joked and he left the office laughing, saying he would be right back

“So do you work here fulltime?”

You shake your head and take a smal sip of the steaming hot coffee and immediately regret it

“Part time.” You answer. “I am a student but I work every shift I can. You?”

“I study part-time and work here the rest of it.”

“So you study logistics or something?”

“That sort of thing.” He leaned back in his chair

You decide it is time for a break so the two of you get comfy in your chairs

Seungsik has his legs crossed and his security badge resting in the pocket of his dress shirt

you put your scarf on your thighs like a blanked about an hour ago

sitting like this you chat for a while about this and that until you find out you both study at the same university

“How come I’ve never seen you on campus our departments are not far from each other.” he exclaimes

“Not far? It’s the other side of the campus. Across the track fiel. How is that not far?”

“You see”, Seungsik sais. “I study logistics and not architecture. What do I know about numbers?”

You admit: “Touché.”

half an hour later you get back to work

a ton of emails did roll in while you talked

you are busy with that for the time being

But something is different than before though

since you talked with him that much and you got along so well you wondered if it would be okay to ask him for his instagram or number maybe?

Just to see if he is wroking any other shifts or ask work related questons ofc

but that yould be so weird, right?

after all you didn’t know each other and is older than you as well

you aren’t studying in the same semester

perhaps he even has a girlfriend? You didn’t ask him about so you wouldn’t know

at 3 am you start. yawning non stop

your eyes tearing up everytime and you sniff

“You good?” Seungsik looks at you amusedly

you shake your head once more: “Yeeah, I’m good!”

He laughs “Yeah sure.”

His fingers move quickly over the keyboard, filling out forms routinately while you barely manage to answer and email without too many typos

Minutes pass and you don’t even notice how your lids slowly fell shut and your minds starts drifting away

“You can go to sleep.”

His words woke you up and you twitch awake

“What?” You look around blinking. “No, no I can do it.”

Seungsik looks at you with softly smiling eyes reassuring you it’s alright and that he means his offer.

“It’s alright, there’s not much to do. I can take care of it myself.”

“What if someone checks by?”

“That never happened to me during night shift. At htis time people are just doing the bare minimum to keep this place running until the morning. Just sleep.”

After a bit more of ‘No, I will get through this’s and ‘But you will fall asleep as well’s you finally give up and settle in your chair

“but if there is anything you need an extra hand with you wake me up??”

“Yes of course. Don’t worry.”

the clock on your computer showes 5:30 am when he wake you up

the sun is about to rise and lime-washes the buildings infront of the window in a slightly lighter shade of blue

the last half hour of your shift nothing happens so you eventually gather your things and take the elevator down to the entrance

on the entire way you guys don’t say a word to each other, now both desperately trying to stay awake

after signing out you halt at the door

“Seungsik?”

He turns around “What is it?”

“Would it be very weird if I ask you for your phone number? Just for work related things of course! If I maybe have questions or to check when or if we’re are working together again?”

“It wouldn’t be too weird. I wanted to ask you about yours as well. Just -” He pauses

“Just?”

“I wanted to get your number for personal reasons. But if you only want to be colleagues than that’s fine with me! I didn’t even ask if you have a boyfriend maybe or a girlfriend. Either way would be great for you.”

You laugh and suddenly feel that huge relief

“You can have my number for such purposes! Working with you was a lot of fun, thank you.”

“Not that you worked much but yeah I can just give that right bak at you.”

“But you told me it was okay to sleep!”

he cackled and his laughter chimed across the street making some people turn their heads towards you

“I know I know. Now give me your number or I will miss my train.”

And just like this morning comes

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beautiful stranger

summary: you sneakily take photos of a cute boy on the train to send to your friend. when the cute boy sits down next to you, you realize you weren’t as sneaky as you thought you were. pairing: peter parker x reader warnings: fluff, mild language word count: 1.7k words

prompt: “I was trying to take a sneaky picture of you because i told my friend about the hot guy on the train and she wanted to see but you totally noticed and yeah this is awkward” au from here

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is it illegal to be this cute????

You texted your friend on the way home from school, hiding your face in your phone while sitting on the subway. Only a few steps away from you, a beautiful boy in a blue sweater grasped onto the pole as he listened to music. He stepped onto the train a few stops ago and now, you couldn’t stop staring.

istg im sweating n dying from the close proximity of his presence

hes not even that close

is htis normal?????

Slowly peeking up, you stole another glance at the boy. His attention drifted to his phone while your eyes danced over his sharp jawline and strong features, which contradicted against his overall sweet face.

Saying he was beautiful was an understatement. You were so drawn to him, like a moth to a flame.

Suddenly, he began to smile and laugh from whatever he was doing on his phone. Your heart burst then and there, causing you to hold your phone close to your chest in hopes it would contain the invisible chaos. Your friend texted you back:

-!!! send me a pic!!! let me see!!!

fine okay gimme a sec

Lifting your phone up a bit, you angled it enough to get a decent shot of the boy, but not too high to make it obvious. You attempted to take the picture as if you were taking a selfie. Although a bit difficult since the train rattled casually, you successfully took the photo and even had extra shots to send to your friend.

-okay he pretty cute

-u should say smth!!!

?? what would i say “hi i think ur cute lets go out sometime”??

-yea??? thats how meeting ppl works??

As you texted your friend back, the person sitting beside you stood up, ready to leave the train. Without moving your head, your eyes darted to the empty seat. Then, you glimpsed at the boy, who seemed to be making his way towards you. Your phone practically fell out of your hands when you replied:

omg the seat next to me is empty i think hes going to sitdown

-make ur movE OR ELSE U WILL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN

-DONT BE A PUSSY!!

You tried your hardest to pretend you were preoccupied with your phone, but all you could do was wait for the handsome stranger to sit down. Without looking up, you heard the boy ask the lady standing in front of you if she would like to have the seat, but she politely declined. The pounding in your ears was too difficult to ignore, but you still tried your best to drown it out. It felt like forever before he sat down next to you.

You weren’t even sure which app you were scrolling on at this point and you really couldn’t care less either. All you could think about was your friend’s text.

Make your move. Make your move. Make your move or else-

“Hi.”

You froze, unsure if you heard a voice. You glanced around before your sight landed on the attractive figure next to you. The spotlight was all on you, with his earphones off and a smile plastered across his face as wide as a football field. Was he actually talking to you?

“Hi.”

Your eyes fluttered as fast as your heart in an attempt to look into his sparkling, brown eyes.

He leaned a little closer to you. If you weren’t sweating already, you definitely were sweating now. Did you remember to wear antiperspirant today? You clenched your hands in a fist, with your phone still in hand, fighting against the urge to check.

“Can I ask you something?” he whispered. Of course he had a sweet voice to match his face. You nodded.

“Do I have something on my face?”

Tilting your head in confusion, you shook your head in response. “No, I don’t see anything.”

The boy sighed a relief, relaxing into his seat a bit. “Phew, that’s good. Just wanted to make sure I look good for my picture.”

“Hm?”

The mysterious boy gestured towards your phone. He came in closer to whisper again—

“Rule #1 of the Selfie Rulebook: you should always try different angles to get the lighting right. You kinda just stuck your phone out in one direction and that was it.”

Shit. Shit, shit, shit. He knew.

“Well, what if I’m confident in my selfie angling? Maybe this is my best side.” You held your phone out, mocking yourself from moments earlier. You were already caught, may as well die with the lie as long as you can.

He chuckled.

It really was illegal to be this cute.

“Then I can’t really argue with you. Please take my most humble apologies, oh, Selfie Master.” The boy placed a hand on his chest, dipping his head as if bowing.

Almost instantaneously, defeat took over your body. You placed your palms against your face, covering yourself in shame. Maybe if you held still long enough, the embarrassment would fade and the cute boy would forget what happened.

“Was I that obvious?” you groaned behind your palms.

“Only to me.”

You peeked through the slit of your fingers to find him still smiling at you.

“Why’d you take photos of me? Art project on collecting photographs of beautiful things? I had to do that once.”

You wondered what (or who) he took photographs of for his art project. If this conversation didn’t end in flames, maybe you could ask him. Your hands drooped down, resting upon your thighs.

“To be honest,” you closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, ready to confess. “My friend was curious about this cute guy I noticed on the subway. I needed proof to validate my taste in men.”

After a moment to exhale, with your eyes still closed, you heard him reply:

“Well, let me say that your taste in men is impeccable.”

Opening your eyes, despite the warmth that radiated from your cheeks, you smiled shyly. Taking a chance, you introduced yourself and held your hand out.

“I’m Peter,” he took your hand in his and shook it. Both of you lingered on the shake longer than expected, causing you two to giggle.

“Which school do you go to?” you asked.

“Midtown Tech. You?”

“Same!”

“Really?” Peter wrinkled his eyebrows. “I haven’t seen you around before.”

“Just transferred,” you shrugged in response.

“Well, if you ever need help with anything, I’m always happy to help. Well, not anything, but, I mean,” he scrunched his nose while rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m always here. To help. With things. Most things.”

Laughter filled the air between you two. You opened your mouth, but stopped in your tracks when you noticed your stop was coming up soon. Just because you two went to the same school, it didn’t mean that you would ever bump into each other, especially in the sea of a few thousand other kids. It was now or never to make your move.

“I’d love to stay and chat, but my stop’s coming up soon. I don’t normally do this, but do you want to exchange numbers and maybe meet up for coffee or something?” The words spilled so quickly from you, you weren't sure if Peter caught everything. He stared blankly at you for a moment and you almost repeated yourself when he said—

“Definitely.”

In a hurry, you practically dropped your phone into his hand. His fingers breezed over your phone as he typed in his info before handing it back to you. You were about to text him to ensure it was the correct number, but you saw that he already did so. The name Peter Parker was at the top of the conversation and a “Hi!” stared back at you.

“Got your text,” Peter held up his phone as confirmation. Unwillingly, you stood up, beaming down at him, and adjusted your backpack over your shoulder.

“Where do you have to get off?”

“Actually,” Startling you, he stood up too. “My stop passed already.”

With your mouth agape, you shook your head. “Wait, what? Why didn’t you-”

“I wanted to find out the name of the pretty girl who was taking my picture,” He mirrored you, adjusting the strap of his backpack over his shoulder as well. “but I’m glad I got more than I bargained for.”

Your mind couldn’t compute what Peter was saying; all you could do was blink incoherently. The train slowed down as you walked towards the doors with Peter trailing behind you. Both of you stepped off towards an empty side of the station near a rusty pillar.

“Well, I have to get to the other side,” Peter gestured towards the platform across from you. Still in awe, you smacked your lips together and nodded. “It was really nice meeting you. Hopefully, we can see each other soon. Get home safe.”

His cheeks puffed from his emerging soft smile. You died a little on the inside.

“You too, Peter. I’ll see you around.”

You rushed away down the stairs, bolting away from what felt like a dream. At the edge of the entrance of the station, you paused abruptly to check your phone.

-??? WHAT HAPPENED TELL Me

-dont leave me hanging like this!!!

According to the timestamps of the texts between you and your friend, the whole interaction with Peter lasted a mere ten minutes. You chuckled in disbelief as you answered your friend:

i have the number for one (1) peter parker!!

he goes to midtown too!!!

and he thinks i’m Pretty

-!!!!!!!!

-im so proud of u!!!!!!

In the middle of replying, you had a notification of a text from none other than Peter.

*Hi! Long time no talk.

*I don’t want to come off as impatient or weird, but is it too early to text you? Should I wait?

*(If so, we can pretend these texts never happened in the first place…)

He wasn’t even there anymore, but your cheeks tingled once again. With a grin, you said:

(((you can text me only if we pretend i didnt take pictures of you on the train)))

You placed your phone back into your pocket and walked home, still revelling in all the events that just occurred. Coming up to your house, you opened up Peter’s response—

*Deal :)

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker x you #one shot #i feel like this a lil ooc buT I DON'T CARE #YOLooOOoO

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popculturebuffet · 3 years

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Final Space Season 3 Reviews: The Ventrexian

Hello all you happy people and welcome back to my reviews of Final Space! This week was a damn good one but before I get into that I have a bit to get off my chest first. I’ve been struggling a bit covering the show. I’m not going to stop, I decided against that, but I felt opening up about it might help a bit.

I chalk it up to a number of things. The first is that the show went back to Season 1′s style of storytelling. To compare season 1 was basically one long, four hour film. There were plots within the episodes but it was one complete story. Season 2 was also one complete story, but had a more relaxed pace to it, with the episodes feeling more like indvidual bits of media and less part of one big operatic season long story. Neither approach is bad but so far the shows i’ve covered, both on a week to week basis and indvidually for varoius reasons, have taken the approach season 2 did, more episodic adventures with the plot still moving right along. And with Season 2 being you know, the second season, I didn’t expect the show to return to Season 1′s storytelling, if with some embeleshments from season 2 like the cold opens that really help it flow better, so I was caught off guard.

The second is that I hadn’t reviewed a “new” show week to week in some time and thus forgot their was an adjustment period, and combinging that with the fact Sunday used to be a catchup day or a break with reviews before Final Space started, I was caught off guard and thus struggled a bit. I seriously considered ending these reviews.. but eventually realized why I did, that I had more to say and I don’t HAVE to be as in depth with the recap portion of the review every single time. A review should be as long or short as it needs to be. Not TOO short mind, but I don’t have to provide a detailed synopsis when you can usually , by the time I get this show’s ones out anyway, see the episode yourself or go to the wiki.

TLDR: Reviewing this show has been a bit of a learning experince, and a re-learning experince but I realized I shoudln’t give up because it’s hard, and if I did that EVERY TIME that became a problem, I wouldn’t of lasted a full year of reviews. So join me under the cut as we dive deep into Avacato’s past, Gary and Quinn’s intamcy issues and cosmic god swordfights.

As it’s been our heroes are mostly seperated into their own plots, same lineups as last time, though this time Bollo and Gary’s plots come together at the very end. And I will say before I get into each one while this isn’t a bad storytelling engine, and Final Space has used it well in the past... I REALLY miss the interaction between the characters. It’s something the show got REALLY good at in season 2. The friction caused by Gary and Clarence jockying for control, Ash’s weird sorta relatoinship with LIttle Cato that I miss as I still lowkey ship those two, Fox and LIttle Cato slowly growing from enimies due to their respective race’s centuries long war to friends, Nightfall having to deal with the fact our Gary isn’t hers, HUE’s relationship with AVA, EVERYONE hating KVN.. there was just a LOT of good stuff int here that I miss. I get why it’s gone, the stakes are really high right now and we still have gotten some of it like the whole Feel Me sequence.. I just hope we get some more back as we go , especially since Ash and Fox, whose unique deisgns got me to catch up with the series for season 2 in the first place and whose personalites made them instantly adopted children of mine, have been pushed to the side during these first three episodes and hopefully we’ll get a bit more soon. It’s just something I hope we get back as we go, especially with two new members joining the Team Squad this week for the old guard to bounce off of. And tha’ts not even getting into the fact there’s a lot to unpack for Gary with his mom trying to be a good mom after decades of bullshit. But we’ll see, I can’t predict the future. I can break down this episode soooo.

Team Avacato: Butcher

This part was easily the highlight of the episode. To start us off the episode begins by flashing us back to when Invictus grabbed a seemingly dead Lord Commander last season. Turns out he wasn’t QUITE as dead as Nightfall thought. We also find out that LC.. has no idea who Invictus is. This tracks when I think about it: He had, and still has, a worshipful reverence for the titans, wanting to become one and gain the power of a god and clearly thought they were at the top of the food chain. If he knew someone else was behind it.. he would’ve brought them up sooner, especially since he has a love of giving manical speeches where he hot dogs and grandstands for a bit before choking someone to death. He was also suprised the titans just ignored him.

But now he knows.. but even when confronted with a horrifying demonic entity who just swiped him from near death, he’s still as egosticial and cold as ever. But invictus has a tempting offer: They can give Lord Commander what he wanted: they can MAKE HIM A TITAN. We don’t know if htis is true or not of course, but given the sheer scale of invictus power and the fact they’ve had an army of titans under their thrall for centuries, if anyone can do it they can.

All invictus wants in return.. is Mooncake. I do love Lord Commander’s “Oh for fuck’s sake’ reaction to finding out he has to seek him out again. His tone just screams...

Invictus needs our little buddy though: Turns out, ironically enough given Bolo’s situation until the end of last season, Invictus is imprisoned and needs Mooncake’s power to break the seal. And given the sheer power this thing has displayed WITHOUT being at full....

Yeah it’s not great. Invictus restores Lord Commander to normal.. and as seen last episode and confirmed here, his powers are no longer destroying his body to use, so the one thing keeping him from killing them all and ending the show in 5 minutes is now off the table.

So with our heroes all nights of wundagory, Lord Commander zeroes in on the Catos. Which makes a ton of sense: He dosen’t KNOW Ash, Fox or Sheryl. At all. Lord Commander isn’t just a bastard he’s a SADISTIC bastard. While he could work on the rest of them it’s just no fun for him as he can’t add a personal touch. You can see how much he enjoys this, he never avoids this, because buddy he’s a diffrent breed, this is his calling, and though i’ts applaing, he loves making people bleed... emotionally and physically.

So our own personal antichrist spends the episode forcing Avacato’s backstory out of him. Sure he could just tell it himself but as I said via refrence .. he ENJOYS this.

While we got part of Avacato’s backstory in season 1, he worked for lord comander, did the worst shit imaginable, knows he’ll never be able to ballance those books, and the one line he ended up drawing was his son, who LC decided to use as a barganing chip. that was towards the END of his life as Lord Commander’s right hand monster. This is his origin. After loosing his first son, Avacato, a loyal solider of the ventrixian army, kept fighting despite having nothing left to fight for. What happened to his first son and all that we don’t know yet.. but he was just left a souless killing machine fighting a war that had been going on so long his people forgot it, the same one brought up last season. Yeah Fox and LIttle Cato’s fued comes off a bit more horrifying in hindsight.

So one day he was outgunned, outmanned, outnumbered and outplanned... when Lord Commander showed up, murdered EVERYONE in the opossing armor and asked them all to kneel, with Avacato taking his time. Later that day Avacato apporached the Lord Commander... who saw right through him. He was a warrior, but the war he was fighting was hollow.. he was a butcher, a murderer with no real purpose or direction... and Lord Commander was all too happy to offer him one, bettering the universe and all that crap.. though how much he belivies it remains to be scene. I must say David Tennat is at his peak this episode, giving his best performance as the green asshole yet, full of gravitas and cruelty as you’d expect and showing WHY people followed him: He gave the purposeless purpose and easily could talk people into following him. Looking back Superior Stone probably GENUINELY belivied that he was doing something good. Lord Commander’s just that good at his job.

So he just had one favor to ask, kill the king and queen who Avacato had served loyally and he’ll give him something real to fight for. And he did so. Naturally LIttle Cato is horrified and Ash TRIES to help sooothe his concisne pointing out his mind was twisted up and all that.. but Avacato solemly notes “I’m the one who pulled the trigger”. Ash means well.. but Avacato knows the truth: what he did there was horrid: a horrible betryal of two people just to feel something. No matter how much good he’s done since or how much he’s changed... Avacato knows what he did was horrible and no matter how hard he tries that ledger can’t be ballanced. He does good.. but it’s because it’s the right thing, not because he ever belivies he can be forgiven or work past what he’s done. And the show dosen’t make the case that he should or answer the hard questions.. it just leaves it there and given Olan’s outright said this arc is going to span seasons, if hopefully we get more mind you, I feel it’s going to be a long road to exploring that.

And.. one other thing about the incident. As it turns out, and as Avacato left out of the story, and Lord Commander likely let him both because he’s out of intergation time and because he can use that later: Avacato was the son of the king and queen. Avacato murdered his parents, and then adopted him, even if Lord COmmander wasn’t happy about it. And now he’s stuck holding onto something THIS bad knowing it’ll destroy his son and their relationship when it comes out.. and that’s the problem. It’s not an if.. it’s a WHEN. Also everyone’s being dragged towards invictus. Uh-oh.

Team Gary and Bollo: YAY BISKITS BACK... I think Yay still deciding Meanwhile on the DragonHawk 5, i’m going with Gary’s Name because as much as Quinn’s growing on me the galaxy 2 is an objectiely lazy name, but Gary picks out a room for them.. only for Quinn to suggest seperate rooms and Gary to clearly and understandably be bothered by it. This is a mixed bag. On the one hand I feel for him as he spent months trying to save quinn, she’s only doing this because she’s hiding something horrible from him, as we find out the infection we saw in the first episode has spread through her body, and he just wants to be with her. But on the other hand.. they’ve dated what.. a month and a day? It’s a bit much. The only reason this works is that that part isn’t really dwelt o and the actings good.. it just takes me out of it at times when my brain reminds me of this, and it’s something the show REALLY needs to explore at some point instead of just treating Gary and Quinn as JUST some shakesperian romance across all time.. I mean it is, but it’s also an awkard but loveable dork and a stralighaced woman whose been through hell who both really need to know one another bette.r

So naturally this conflict dangles over them, but they have bigger issues: i.e. a new crew member! As mentioned Biskit is back, having snuck aboard and being entirely deranged. I don’t know what to make of him yet as while he was adorable last time this time his entire attuide is essentally

No really he asks why they aren’t banging and interupts gary ALMOST getting Quinn to open up. But unlike say Tribore, it’s clear BIskt isn’t all there, and clearly has no frame of refrence for how creepy he’s being, so i’m willing to see how it plays out.

So our heroes arrive at Bollo. Bollo spent the episode hunting down Orekis.. he’s sitll bitter about the whole stealing his girlfriend and giving her an std thing. Just a tad. So we get a truly EPIC battle including the two throwing each other THROUGH planets and one really cool bit where Bolo slides on the ring of a planet. So fucking awesome. Eventually he wins, though he now has an infection of some sort, that can’t be good, and Mooncake headblasts him.

Things aren’t great though as Gary isn’t happy when he finds out Bolo lied about his and quinn’s deaths to use Mooncake, with Bolo admitting he got clouded by revenge. But it’s clear theirs a divide in goals: Gary just wants to get the hell out and Bolo wants to stop invictus. And.. neither are wrong. Gary is understandable: He didn’t want any part of this shit to begin with, only going with the key quest to save Quinn. All going to final space has done and dealing with it in general has done has cost him people: Avacato (He got better but stillc ounts), Nightfall.. and his dad. It’s understandable that after ALL of this he just wants to find his surrogate family and LEAVE.

But Bolo.. is right. his methods aren’t great and he needs to be more honest with Gary... but Invictus isn’t going to go away magically if Gary ignores him. He’s not Tucker Carlson. He’s right to go after him and ther’es no easy answer here. As we’ve seen iwth Quinn staying in final space fucks you up.. but if Gary dosen’t all of space my die.. or worse. It’s a decision he’s going to have to face soon: his family.. or everything.

Final Thoughts: This episode is truly excellent. After a rough start to the season and a decent episode last time this episode is just out and out brilliant, filling in some more blanks with Avacato and progressing things at a nice clip. Really great stuff. Hopefully this pace continues. Until next week join my patreon, follow this space for more and see you at the next rainbow.

PS: I forgot to mention Cookie Robot.. as ther’es now a cookie robot.

#final space #the ventrexian #avacato #little cato #lord commander #ash grayven #gary goodspeed #quinn argon #biskt

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rainbow-arrow · 2 years

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think i figured out why they didn’t put luka in the finale

#let's go #mlb #ml #miraculous ladybug #mlb strikeback #mlb risk #mlb season 4 spoilers #ml season 4 spoilers #luka couffaine #viperion #this was so funny in my head i'm sorry #cat noir #chat noir #adrien agreste #i thought about formally lining this but IIIIIII don't wannna #mlb comic #ml comic #there was so much potential y'all #i will Never stop talking about htis

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internet pleading session number 2 billion;;; for the love of god stop allowing ableism. stop leaving disability and mental illness allyship out of your activism. im dealing with this shit EVERY SINGLE day and so much of it is just inexcusable laziness and selfishness on the part of ignorant self proclaimed activists like. holy shit it is getting so. Unbearably fucking bad. i dont understand how ppl in modern day are letting it get this bad. its never been Good obviously but its like,,, we were being included in activism topics for a while and gaining a lot of traction with everybody else when all of a sudden smth happened (cringe culture) ((aka the normalization of validating whiny unnecessary judgments)) and we got totally left behind and ppl even turned on us. wtf like?? whats wrong with us when was there a meeting where yall unanimously decided we’re being kicked out of the ‘caring abt this groups Oppression’ board like. a lot of yall CONTRIBUTE TO IT? what right do you feel you have to act this way to us?????? holy shit stop abandoning us please im begging this shit is too hard to deal with like stop idk what on gods green fucking earth we are actually doing to you to make yall turn on us like htis and leave us and our oppression at Your Hands completely out of your mind but im tired of the utter disrespect and disregard for what i deal with. i fucking hate it here like jkshdfjksdf yall its hell enough to just Be autistic and/or psychotic .... its almost unfathomably cruel to just. be SO hateful abt that and not give a shit. idc if its weird or makes you uncomfortable bitch ur grown get over it!! im the one dealing with it firsthand!!!! ive had too many crying meltdowns asking why i was ‘made like this’, wondering what kind of punishment im going through to be put somewhere i literally am not meant to be, where every part of how i work is different than most other people, where im told to exist where nothing exists for me and no one will care, just to have everybody talking about ‘progress’ while they let ableism run literally RAMPANT with people saying the r word and making memes out of our severe psychological distress and trauma.

idc what anybody says about that stupid ass faux offense ‘you cant compare oppressions’ topic anymore bc tbh i NEED YOU , im begging bc i NEED YOU TO HELP ME AND SUPPORT ME for gods sake, and i dont really KNOW how to DO that anymore so like. yes im ‘comparing’ ableism to other shit yall care about, and asking outright why you Presume you get to think we’re different. why our history of forced lifelong imprisonment in asylums, our eugenics and experimentation, our still modern day medical abuse, parental abuse, and social abuse, is Different and Does Not Have To Matter Just Bc You Dont Want It To. if you can call people out for saying other slurs you can call out the r slur! you literally are showing you have the capabilities to do this, but just dont care abt us specifically!! that's FUCKED and you should know it!! if you openly fight back against disrespect towards the minorities you respect, but laugh at or even are part of the people mocking the cringe nd people, you are a self serving piece of shit!! we deserve respect. we deserve basic human respect no matter what, and we deserve more considering how much blood yall allistics and non psychotics have on your hands. i mean for gods sake how is that ignored, how does our shit mean absolutely Nothing to you!!! its one thing to have to deal with it, to be blatantly shown OVER and OVER again how LITTLE people can care, how they cant even BRING themselves to TOLERATE caring... thats whats so damaging. thats the real shit that makes me wish i wasnt me or wasnt here, bc god... i KNOW i cant even SAY smth like that, like ‘i wanna die’ without someone out there reading fighting back a giggle. without expecting an insult. cuz im an embarassing fucking r*tard whos display of feelings is just fucking weird and uncomfortable for people. im a stupid weird ass different ass bitch and no one feels they should have to care abt anything im going through bc im not easy to vibe with. and especially when my pleas for respect are like This, long and ranty and ~irrational~. bro. i try. how. the fuck am i supposed to Stay rational. im being Tormented day in and day out, and left to my own devices by ppl i thought would stay by my side. i feel like im losing my mind dealing with this alone......... so my question is, to all the ppl who call themselves a decent person. where are you hiding from this topic. where on earth ARE you guys lmao fuck

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dalamjisung · 5 years

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blue ✾ han jisung

okay, so I had three asks for a Jisung fluff story, and together they formed a pretty cool storyline! so I hope you all don’t mind, I mashed them all together and came up with this! :D

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 3142

pairing: reader x han jisung

description: with thousands of miles in between you two, will the relationship last?

(inspired on the song BLUE by TAEYEON: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tVtTdZt-HtI)

Half of the time you were at the studio, and the other half you were at the coffee shop at the end of the block because you’d have to work overnight again. And it wasn’t like you hated your job– it was actually pretty dope being songwriter for one of the biggest entertainment companies in the country, especially when your boyfriend also worked at that company. He was a member of a boy group called Stray Kids, and you have been assigned to them since pre-debut; although the jobs were very different, he was one of the three members that always worked with you to get the songs just perfect. You two spent countless nights talking about feelings and writing them down; brainstorming for new comebacks and concepts, creating choreographies to match the rhythm of the title track, making out, recording the songs, signing contracts, splitting lines to fit the members voices, and all that being a songwriter encompasses. With the plus of Han Jisung by your side.

However, there were some aspects of your jobs that didn’t match. At all. Mainly, the fact that he’d go on world tours for about four months while you were trapped back at the company with a bunch of deadlines and other groups to attend to. It was stressful. But you made it work… for a while. It wasn’t quite like that anymore; there were no flowers waiting for you every Wednesday, your busiest days, at your office. No letters or emails or snippets of love songs recordings waiting for you when you got home. No more insisting that you guys went public so he could ‘show you off.’ No more breakfasts in bed when Jisung got back from tour, because both of your would be exhausted and honestly, no more cuddling– you both needed a proper night of sleep without waking up every time the other moved. You knew things were falling apart. You were very much aware of it, and of your part in it, but oh god, how you wanted to blame him. You wanted to blame Han Jisung and only Han Jisung, simply because you didn’t want to admit to him– to yourself– that you failed at the thing you loved the most in the world; your relationship.

But it wasn’t only him and that was a fact. You guys fell in a space of comfort and routine that was hard to escape, and with the situation that both of you were, it was even harder. You sighed, checking your messages one last time before coming to terms with it– he forgot to call you. Again. And when he remembers, you’d probably be sleeping the three or four hours you managed to make free on your day. It has been almost a week of calculated, emotionless “good morning” and “good night” texts, no in between. No “I love you’s” or “I miss you.” It felt forced… and you just wanted it to stop, no matter what.

You were in the studio with BamBam when he calls, and for the first time, you ignore him on purpose. You are late on a deadline and Got7’s manager is hot on your tail, pressuring you to the point that you’d get home every night and burst into tears, thinking about quitting your job, forgetting all about your special project, as you called it, and wishing for familiar arms to surround you, a whispering voice telling you that “it’ll be alright, love.” But none of those happen; you keep showing up to work every morning and Jisung is never home, and even then, you’d still make time to work on your personal project once you got home. A project made for Jisung, to finally officialize you guys’ relationship, and now, you are not even sure if you should continue it.

The phone stopes ringing only to start again and this time you groan in annoyance, scaring the man by your side.

“Everything alright?” BamBam asks, squinting his eyes when you turn your phone screen facing down.

“Just peachy,” You mumble, staring at the damn line you’ve been trying to finish since two hours ago. It just wasn’t happening; you feel as if you lost your touch, nothing you were writing was coming out good and your bosses were starting to bother you. The definitely mentioned you quitting, but you ignored them as you usually did.

“Y/N,” BamBam sighs. “Go home. I got this.”

“No, I can’t go home.” You say and it’s true. You’ve been dreading going home for the past month or so, because it didn’t feel like home anymore. There was no Jisung wearing an apron in the kitchen making dinner, or Felix and Woojin appearing out of nowhere because ‘your wifi is better than the dorm’s’; it didn’t feel like anyone lived that and getting home to an empty apartment fucking sucked. So yeah, you couldn’t go home, and you simply didn’t want to anymore. “I just can’t.”

“Y/N, what’s going on?” BamBam asks taking your pen away and turning your chair to him. “We all noticed. We all know. What’s up?”

And you just start crying, because you can’t hold it in anymore. You cry because your best friends are gone, because you are alone, because everything apparently depends on you and nothing you do is good enough. You cry because you want to, and it feels as if a weight is taken off your shoulders when you say “I can’t do this anymore.”

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BamBam drops you at your apartment that same night; he promised Chan that he would watch out for you while they were away and he did his best, but in a situation like this, he felt like an idiot. He didn’t know what to do, so while you were in your office packing for the day, he calls Jisung, telling him to call you in about thirty minutes or so, when you’d be home alone. And this time, you can’t ignore it. You just can’t.

“Hey,” You croak, your voice tired and overused.

“Hey,” He answers, brows furrowed and eyes low on his hands. “How are you?”

“BamBam called you didn’t he?” You ask with a humorless chuckle. You’re embarrassed really, it was stupid of you to not go talk to him in the first place. When your boyfriend nods, you nod with him, defeated and feeling like you might cry again. “I’m sorry, Jisung. I’m so sorry…”

“You’re scaring me,” He says, and you nod again. “What happened?”

“I just-“ You sob, tears falling out of your control, and you want to punch yourself when you see the desperate look on his face. “I just miss you so much and I-I don’t think I can do this…”

“Do what?” He sighs, frustrated.

“This, Jisung!” You shout, grabbing your hair and pulling it back, finding relief on the sting on your scalp. “Us. This. You there, and me here. It’s killing me!”

“W-What?” He whispers, and you notice the wet glint in his eyes. Great, now you made the love of your life cry. “Y/N, don’t say that!”

“But it’s true…” You choke out. “I miss you so damn much I can’t even come home. The agency is talking about firing me because I haven’t been the same since you were gone, and honestly, Jisungie, neither have we. We don’t talk anymore. We barely text, and when we see each other– on a screen, I might add– we fight. And it’s not your fault babe, really, it’s your job and I’m so damn proud of you for getting there, but it’s my job too, and I’m almost losing it. I’m about to lose it for real.”

“But we promised,” He says and his voice is strong. “We promised to fight until the end."

“I think this might just be the end of me,” You whisper, crying. “I don’t want to, believe me! I love you so much, but I don’t know what else to do!”

“We can fix this,” He vowels, grabbing the screen with his hands and bring it closer to his face. “I love you. We can fix this.”

“Can we?”

“Yes,” He says and he sounds so sure, so decided, that you nod. You believe him, and you allow him to guide you when you feel vulnerable. “I wish you had talked to me before, love…”

“I’m sorry,” You whisper looking down in shame. “I just don’t know what to do anymore.”

“Then leave it to me,” He says and you see his hand touching the screen of his computer. “Trust me to help you when you can’t help yourself anymore, Y/N. Please.”

“Okay,” You breath deeply. “I trust you. But you have to trust me too. This is a two way street, Jisung.”

“I do,” He smiles, relived. “I trust you with all my heart even though you almost broke up with me just now…”

“Stop it!” You whine. ��I sounded like it was the best thing for the both of us.”

“Being away from you will never be the best thing for me, Y/N. Get that through your thick head.”

You laugh, the first true one in weeks. “Okay okay, I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing,” He whines. “I’m not leaving you even if you beg me to. Now tell me everything that’s bothering you.”

“Jisung, no,” You sigh, blushing. “You have problems too, I am sure, you don’t nee-“

“If we’re going to make this work, babe,” He says with a sad smile. “We have to communicate better. That’s the hardest part, love, but we can do this… come on, tell me everything.”

And you do; you talk about sleeping alone, and not being able to write, and about hatting one of your bosses (whom he hates too) and the conversation goes for hours. He tells you about being alone too, even though he has his eight member by his side, and how he wished you’d be more open with him. He talks about the concerts that don’t feel the same without waiting for him backstage and you talk about coming home to an empty space. Both of you finally talk, and it great and amazing, but once he’s gone, and you’re alone again, and silence takes over the room, you start wondering if things will really change.

The doorbell wakes you up before your alarm, and you swear that you could kill anyone that early in the morning. You know it’s not Jisung trying to surprise you because he still has two concerts left before coming home, so you scream random words and try to go back to sleep. But then you hear the noise of the door closing, a subtle slam, but enough to alarm you. Were you getting robbed?

As silently as your sleep deprived body could, you tiptoe to hide yourself behind the door of your room; and it was the perfect timing, because as soon as you rest your back on the wall, the door opens slowly, and a man comes in. He walks to your bed, and just as he is leaning forward to look for you in the mess of fluffy blankets, you kick him in the butt, pushing his body forward and locking him in place by his arms.

“What the fuck?” They shout, and as his face turns to the side to look at you, you recognize some facial features.

“What the-“ You let him go, walking to your nightstand and putting your glasses on. “BamBam, care to explain why you sneaked into my house?”

“Hm, care to explain how you know how to immobilize people?” He groans back, sitting down while massaging his shoulder.

“To protect myself when people sneak into my house.” You deadpan, still waiting for an explication.

“Jisung called me last night,” Your friend says. “He told me to come get you and take you to get coffee on the way to work.”

You were surprised. He listened, you thought with a small smile. He listened to me.

“I’ll get dressed really quick and we’ll go,” You squeal in happiness.

On the way to the coffee shop, you two pass by the florist that Jisung usually went. He is waiting outside for you, with a handful of daisies.

“For the beautiful lady,” He says, smiling from ear to ear. “Your boyfriend called and told me to give these to you when he’s away.”

“Wha-“ You can’t even finish your sentence. You feel tears coming to your eyes as you hug the bouquet. You hear a snap coming from your right side and you assume BamBam just took a picture of you for your boyfriend, but you couldn’t care less.

Things are finally getting back to normal, you think. I hope I do too.

At work, everything went perfectly. You managed to deliver projects that had been late for weeks and you got all contracts signed and sent back in time. You wrote two new songs for the new girl band, Itzy, and got the schedule ready for Jus2. All that and you even managed to leave the office early, in time to your once again scheduled calls with Jisung. Truth was that you planned on having the surprise ready way earlier, but job and relationship and house and every single other problem got in the way. You felt that you were finally ready to tell the world that you are in love– and had been for two years– with the one and only Han Jisung. You were back at it full force and nothing could stop you.

This was the mental state you were for a week. A whole week solely focused on work and Jisung. You had three songs ready, and you needed only one or two more for a mini album. That was the way you chose to tell everyone about you two; a collaboration of your talents and voices. It would be epic, and thankfully, it was already approved by the higher ups. Sometimes you felt as if it was unfair, for you to work alone on it when it would clearly influence you two immensely; you felt as if it was unfair to him, sure that if he knew about it, he’d want to participate on the making of the songs, not only the recording. But you also knew that he would be incredibly proud and happy and that that would override the fact that you hid this from him for so long.

It was almost 8PM now, and you were still at the company, trying to write just one more song for him, for both of you, but you were stuck in a line that you weren’t sure should be sang by you or him. So you went from the top, singing everything to try and come up with something for that ending.

You are my blue, as always

You are my blue, filled with longing

It's beautiful

You closed your eyes, singing it by heart; you could almost see him, with his beautiful smile with that one slightly crooked tooth that he hated so much, but you thought it was endearing, looking at you with smily eyes, the type that express all of his fondness for you– of you. And then he’d come closer, chuckling a bit– ah yes, you could hear it, that slow, aired laugh he had, that made your heart go boom boom.

Love, that which resembles you

My day is still here

A labyrinth full of you, one step further

An exceptionally deep sigh

And now his hands would touch your waist, swaying his body with yours. You felt it; the warmth of his callused hands, the delicacy of his slim fingers on your skin. He was right there. With you. And then, the lines that were missing come, his voice echoing in the small studio.

Slowly flowing through the breath

I think you are, you are my blue

As always, you are my blue

Filled with longing

It's beautiful

“Hello, love.”

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“Remember,” His voice is the first thing you hear in the morning when you wake up, and you love him, you really do, but this was too much. “When you wanted to break up?”

“Jisung,” You mumble with a hoarse voice, hiding under your pillow. “That was two years ago and it’s 8 in the morning…”

“Still,” He chuckles and you start counting to ten. “I’m proud of us.”

You stop at 6 and peek at him, hair all over you face and marks of the pillowcase on your forehead.

“What?” He asks, wide eyes and innocent smile. He was definitely hiding something. Sighing, you accept the fact that you won’t be able to sleep anymore and you try to make yourself presentable. “Stop it, you look beautiful anyways.”

“Or so you say,” You mock and put your hair up in a bun. “What is it? Why are you being all sentimental this early in the morning?”

He squints his eyes at you and scoffs, moving his body closer to yours and caging you with his arms and legs. He was an extreme cuddler, and you weren’t complaining. You laid your head on his shirtless chest, his t-shirt, as always, tossed somewhere in the room because he feels hot at night even though snow accumulated on your windowsill.

“What?” You groan when he starts squirming. “Jisung, what is it?”

“You really don’t know?” He gasps. “I’m offended, Y/N, really!”

“Babe, I might know later in the day,” You whine, hugging him closer to you. “But it’s too early now!”

“Now I know how Chan hyung’s fiancé felt last month,” He mumbled.

“Jisung what are you talking about?” You sigh, deciding to move on top of him. You move your body so that it’s laying on top of his, your chin propped on his chest so you could look at his handsome face. Oh god, you were so in love with this man.

“Y/N!” He laughs once you poked his right side.

“Tell me.” You demand.

“You should know!” He tried to squirm away from your poking, but he fails. You keep going at it until he loses his patience and rolls you two around, trapping you under him.

“Babe-“ You try to get away but you can’t. He holds you in place, eyes on yours, noses touching, and smiling mouth kissing all over your face.

“I can’t believe I married you,” He chuckles and it finally clicks. “Happy anniversary babe. It has now been two full years since we released our album and got married. I love you.”

“I knew,” You try to look serious, but even you can’t hold your laughter. “I knew! I promise I didn’t forget our anniversary!”

“Y/N,” He laughs. “You forget your own birthday.”

“…I love you?” You say, smiling sheepishly.

“Much better.”

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finding-the-daylight · 4 years

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Today has been a very stressful day, so guess wtf time it is? Drunk Breaking Dawn Pt. 1. Here is what I soberly remember of the movie (I have not watched it since BD2 came out):

1. There’s a wedding.

2. There’s a honeymoon.

3. There’s swimming in the ocean.

4. There’s an accidental pregnancy.

5. The baby almost kills Bella.

6. The canon incident that we all hate happens.

7. The Volturi evilly laugh.

Same as Eclipse, my drunken narration of the movie will be below the break.

A brief intro statement, I was 100% sober and just beginning to drink at the beginning of the Eclipse post and progressively got more drunk. For BD1, I’m throwing back before I even start watching this shit show.

- I love the effects of the intro. it’s very calming. THe putting away childish things quote is literally a Bible verse. I hate that Stpehen appropriated Quileute culture, Christian culture, and every culture. I know she’s mormon but sitll. THis shit feels real appropriated.

- Idk why rennee is all happy. she never gave a shit before.

- OMG ALICE TEHCING BELLA TO WALK IN HEELS IS THE CUTEST ICRY.

- carlisle carryign the bench is literally the hottest hting i’ve ever seen fck

- lowkey kinda creeprd out because she’s literally sacrificing her humanity to marry this deud she’s known for like a year but everyone other than jacob is super supportive

- damn she’s looking @ this dreamcatcher and it’s making me sad but tbh that shit probably caused half her nightmares because she’s not native so sleep paralysis (if you know you know).

- DAMN EDWAD RELALY JUST ADMITTED HE’S BEEN A VIRGING FOR OVER 100 YEARS WHAT AB RAVE MAN WE STAN

- BUT FOR REAL WHY IS NO ONE FREAKING TF OUT THAT SHE’S LITERALLY BEGGING TO DIE FOR THIUS DUE?

- he just todl her hes killed people and explained it and it didn’t work she’s still down to clown with this vapire emo boi

- HOW HE’S SMILTING @ HR WTF I AM SO ALONEEEE

- i just wama ne im loved amd ne loved in retun plz

- this dream sequence is awful also fck the volturi is til hate that they never overthrew that crabbyass monarchy bullshit they were powerful enough

- i just wanna be like rosalie when i greow up

- charlie knew shit was off when he saw those crapsk

- why the HELL is renen actin liks she cares? bitch go the fuck back home

- jessica is the only one with any damn common sense in this whole series talking about they’re too fucking young for this shitt bitch true and itm akes sene now why she was the valedictioajrn

- SLEEPING AT LAST IS THT GROUP IDK IF YALL HAVE HEARD ANY OF HTEIR OTHER STUFF BUT THEY’RE AMAIZNG AND I USED TO CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP # THAT SHIT

- damn id’ be fuckign panicking too your lfie is over hoe

- stpeheen sto pwiht your racist ass smiling its offensive

- CHARLIE FUCKING DEWEVRE BETTER SOMEONE LOVE HIM PLEASR

- this wedding is gorgoeus though i live for hte fuckj g aestiec

- OH MY GORD THE PROM SONGGGGGGGG FCK ME RIGHT IN THE EMO

- IT JUST HIT ME WHN THEY WRE LOOKI @ EACH OTHERS EYES THIS BTCH REALLY MARYING AN UNDRSF VAMPIRE HOE this shit is horryighn why was i not scare?

- carlisle is the love of y life

- sth is a lil ray of sunishen

- i just reaized howd fucked it is that sue and chalrie are starng to catch feelz ut sue knows his daughter is funckugn off with a unded vamp emo iboi

- OMG I FCUKING HATE STEPHENE RACIST ASS I LEGIT MADE AP OST EARLIER SYAING LAURENT WANTED TO DO THE RIGHT THING ANDWOUVLEBE BEND A VEGETATIAN BITCH AND IRENEA CONFIRMED FCK THIS SHIT IM OUT ANG ANGRY

- charlie is gget ing drunk as hell my spiritn animel

- jesica is smart and beautiful she needs t os stop being jealous and petty know ya wotht girlie you got itl

- I SWEAR WHEN IGET MARRIED OSMEDAY IF ANYONE GIVES A SPEECH LIKE THIS I WILL PERSONALLY DRAGT HER ASS OUT.

- edwar lves her so much fck im all alone\

- how haoph hacob is when they hig i hate canonn they were best friends fc,

- jacob stay the fck outta her sex life she;s been wanting this for ad dman year fkc steohe let them jsut befriend

- steh is so swert but e is a chidl fck the is reacist plot bulshit

- CHARLIE DESEVRD BETTR FCK THIS PLOT FOR REAL I HAE CANON

- bela looks os ad she knows it’s goodbye but edward’s family is all smiling because they have her now hwat fthe ckc

- jac0bs cryng my heart brke

- i love bineg dunk

- the scene isn rio is my faorite isn any of the movies eveyrhting looks warm and happy

- this bich can drive ab oat too damn he can just fod evryhin cant he

- CARLISLE BOUGHT A WHOEL DAMN ISALND FOR HIS WIFE AND I CANT ECVE GET A TEXT BACK?

- deis this honeymon scene make anuone else unconmfy becuae same

- marying a vampire would be horrying af but also hot af and good af becuase htye oculd love so much and protect you from everythign fck 1-/10 woukd efeel safe

- bwll gaving a panic attakc ism e anyt tinme i try talking to an attractive man

- slepeign at last fckign ti up agin bit ch theis m yshit

- when he said it was the best night i cred

- tstoehe added the chess game like this shit is a hoje but i would love to play chess on my honemodn idk how uut i want a man to each me but not mansplin

- WHY THE FUCJ AR THEY SO CTE ON THIS AMN HONEYMOON?

- i know i sadn it was horryig but i want a hotass vamp emo boi husband plas

- damn jacob is being too emo she aint really gonan be ded for ever youll see her agianb itch

- ‘CULLENS ARE NOT A DNAGER TO THE TOWN OR TRUBE” BITCH IB EG TO FUCKIN DIFFER THIS SHIT BIOLOGICAL WARDARE RACIST ASS STPEHEN WRITING THIS FUCKING BULLTSIT

- ‘NONE OF THEM BELONG TO THEMSEVLES ANYGMROE” - SOMEONE SAID IT BITCH THSI SHIT IS FUCKRE IP

- i fucking hates these vamp racist bitches but i want a nonracist va,p husband bitch thus hot afck

- how tf does she not know shes rpegr yet eatin this weid ass shit?

- THESE FKERS BEEN AROUND FOR CENTURIES TLAKING BOU IDK IF ITS VEEN POSSIBEL BTICH YU SHOULD FUCKUGN KNO BY NOW

- ROVERT SPOEAKIN G PORTGUEVE IS SO KING ATRACTIV

- poor bella her life chaned so uqick and she[s soc scared fck dcnaon

- POOR CHARLIE I HATE THIS HE DESERVES TO BE LOVED AND TURTH TOLD

- ROSALEI IS THE EST

- “YOU LOOK TERRBLE’ THIS IS THE FRIENDHSOP WE WANT WHYT THE FCK DOES FOPSTHE RUIN EALL THIS SHIT

- CARLISE IS FUNCIGJ HOT

- LIRALY BITCH I JUST WNAT A PURE FIRENDHSIP WUTH JACOB AND BELLA ITS WHAT THEY DESERVE FJC CAON

- this montage is turopy a f when youre drunk waht the helc por jake thugh

- im sorry but i;n laughign my ass off at these fuckugn wolf vocie overs lmaoooo this shit hilarious

- SETH HAS SUCH A PURE HEART WHTY TF DID SPTEHEH RUIB HUS FUCJING CHILDHOOD BULTHIST

- WHY IS EVEYRIJE BSUCG AFUCKUGN BUTCG TO LEAH???? SHE DESEVRED THE FUCKING WORLD STPEHEN IS A RACISHT BITCHHHHHH

- calisbe is fos unicngn hot

- i just reaized robert is like the best fuckugn actor like this diolaguge is wha k as fuck btu he’s acitng all emo boi oscar worhty shti

- they realy had her fuckin drink blodo i hate cannjnonnn

- ifelel the same as kaje watchign this

- but carlisle’s prety face made it all fuckig hetter

- FUCKRT HIS SHTI CHARLIE DESERVED BETTER HE’S THE BEST DAD FCK CANO NFUCK STEPRHNE

- okay ut id is cute as fkc whe nedward hears the baby

- esme and calrisle wilougn to risk their lives for bella i cryi

- fkc i really do hate cnaon because jake is acting liek an adult now and trying to do the honrble thig bue he should be a hpaoy chidl

- resnemsien is a ficking ridjcils name and we all fuckj nnew

- i ahte this part i’n bot even wathcing this shit rgros me rout

- WHY THDID FUCK DID THIS BITCH HAVE A FUKCUNG SYRINGE OG VENOM LAYING AORUND? HOE!?!?!

- literlaiy fuick the dynamics of this whole moty hfknfucjg storyline plot bitch

- LEAH AND STHE DESERVERD BETTER

- SO DID JACOB

- SO DID ALL THE WOLFPAKC STPEHEN IS A RACIST AS SHOE

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- YES BILLY DEFEND YOUR CHIDL

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- this sogn making me cry literlalu imcruing ims o alone lmao

- rheye really ended htoe move wirh red eyws lmaoooo

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- OVERTURBR THESE FUCKSERS THEY HAVE TIOO MUCH POWR

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- OOHG BRUNNO MARS BRINGNG THE FUCKING SIMPSSHOES ANTHM I NEEDLOVE IT

#Twilight #Twilight renaissance #Breaking Dawn #Breaking Dawn Part One #Breaking Dawn review #simp ass hoes #simp ass hoes fandom #we hate canon #WE HATE CANON HERE

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Watch “Love O2O” with Me!

Episode 13

oohhh we are 2 episodes away from the halfway point :’[

i am eating thru this drama adjfasldkj

i dont think ive watched a drama this quickly before

but anyways

i have my water, i have my ramen, my phone is next to me

as the honorable mark lee would say, lezgeddit

and we left off with nini asking for help from naiwei and the exes show up

nai says fuckit lets team up anywasy

this is uncomforable to say the least

oh she left the pack

you never leave the pack

yao2 honey

oh this npc’s backstory is so sad

what the fuck are those

tinie gremlines???

oh no armored lizards

thats fun and sexy i guess

yoooo this guys outfit slaps

and hes gone

same with that guy

and that one

zhenshui and yaoyao ladjklfks

oh my god nini really sayign the real stuff

oh my god nini >>>>

the npc really said im going to yeet myself away

nini really do be saying naihe should lead

akdlfalksdj wei2 does instead i love that for her

oooohhh granny has a sick af costume and set up

her nails are so long aldfjkalsdkj

oh my god

thats fuckign

yinyang bedlam

thats my new stripper name

oh she really is just gonna hold yao2 up with nothing

i really need to stop beign attracted to the naihands

yooooooo

they really just had their attacks bounce off huh

nai hldy shit

i am attracketed

what the fuck did zhenshiui do that for im

oh now hes dead

dumbass

holy shit

nai

im propoisng

god that was so incredible

wow

i am nini and weiwei

she really said that nini and naihe can be friends and he backed her up thats true love y’all

nai i love you

he really do be embellingshing

alskdfjalksdjf

i love him

weiwei needs to have more confidence in herself tho i think

she do be daydreaming about making him a gift

he’s going to shanghaiiiii

fun fun fun

aalkd;jalwef eieh

black outfit

oloopihakwea;lrkewahgp polo

kodak looks good

i am questioning september’s outfit

interesting tech talk right now

but boring

im all three boys rolling their eyes at him mentioning weiwei aldklskfjalskdj

oh my god

*me pointing at a picture of yiran’s uncle and his groupie* im sick of these guys

oh damn her uncle really said that his cousin is better matured

yiran’s outfit is really nice

wow even these new people arent good

can yiran please just

why would you listen to someone named chanel

anyways can yiran please just find better influences

his flight is at 9 but hes still on campus at seven???

bitch the fuck

alkdjfalksdfj nai’s humor is really straight up sometimes huh

does his dad know if theyre dating

alksdj;lafskdj he will be in class akjdfl;as

pretend you don’t know him??

i am sick of this guy

ooh the gates are nice

;lakdjfalksd his parents really do be knowing

akjsdf;lk his parents im so weaaak

alksdjas for five or six years

youaewkjraw

its so cute that theyr fighting over who fell for the other first

akdjfa;lksdf theyre such dorks

that was adorable

anwyay erxi is back to feeling better

kodak just cut in line

kodak is listing in to the converaspapiagan

sisi and xiaoling are so funny

oh my god i just remembered kodak and wei2 havent met

he must be having so much fun litening in

MA’AM

WEIWEI

BITCH

SHE REALLY DO BE THINKING

kodak really just heard the whole thing im sicccckk

wei2 is too mean

he cant even defend himself afldkjas;ldk

whomst is kodak texgin

he really do be telling on her im so weak

NAI IS THAT. BITCH. IM SO WEAK

*angrily eats greens with chopsticks*

nai looks

G O OD

IN MARRON

SIR

YANG YANG PLEASE LET ME BREATHE

three months for a demo and business-y things

god hes hot when hes confident

is he going to agree to fengteng’s contract

htis man’s hairstylist (not nai but the fengteng guy) must’ve HATEd him

its july either 6, 7, or 8 in this

i love steptehamber

he just looked really good in that shade of green

no im not biased bc it’s my favorite

its lowkey cute that they #Squad keeps talking to nai

you would think that after being in a car accident he’d wear his fucking seatbelt but noooOOOOOoooo

thats a lot of jewelry damn

yiran looks pretty but i wish the people around her would tell her when to quit

why did she bring so many dresses oh my gOD

its a 3 day trip

this is just like zhengting huh

you roll your eyes as if you arent part of the problem huh uncle

i like the song that the qintet is playing

nai’s hair loooks so osfyt

why are his eyes red

ok lowkey if mr he’s stylists did his hair better he would be hot

why is yiran’s uncle holding his wine glass so awkwardly

oh damn he really did that huh

oooohhh damnnnn he really did *that* huh

definitely at how they got tossed away like yesterday’s fish

mr feng is younger than i expected too

mans brely looks older than nai

also why are the stems of their wine glasses so thick

ooohhh yiran does look really nice tho

we all know nai’s not gonna leave wei2 at all

why dramafy the ending like that

ajdlfkajs

anyways we’re at the end

thank you for reading!!!

stay safe and stay healthy <333

#cdrama #love o2o #e13 #love o2o wwm: round 1 #jae.txt #jae.wwm

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