#if this is shit i'm sorry let's just all collectively agree to blame it on the fact im not crazy about the idea of pregnancy

[divine-misfortune]

Mushy May, day 4. First kiss.

Rating: everyone

Pairing: Swiss/Mountain (swiss alps?)

Words: 1,119

Summary: Swiss has agonized and torn himself apart over the idea of it for months. It was one kiss, but what if he fucked it up?

How was he supposed to be calm about this?

Swiss was the furthest thing from calm, he'd say he was outright panicking, and if anyone could see the speed at which his thoughts raced they'd agree. On the outside at least he appeared collected, aside from the fact he kept wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans. He could blame that on the heat of the greenhouse.

All he could smell was herbs and flowers, and part of him was grateful. It was a distraction at least. If he'd been able to catch Mountain’s scent, he'd be done for. What little composure he had would have failed him entirely almost immediately. He could feel it already faltering but he kept the foolish hope that it might last until he could think of an excuse to smoothly leave the situation.

And the situation?

It was torture, that's what it was. Just the two of them in the narrow rows of plants, mingling with the fauna as they squeezed past each other. If Swiss had to feel Mountain's hand sliding against his waist again he might just bury his head into the nearest bag of topsoil.

Every touch and glance had Swiss fumbling over himself. Mountain nearly sent his poor heart beating out of his chest and it was disgustingly effortless on his part.

He bit his lower lip when Mountain set his watering can down, watching the way he folded his sleeves up with a fascination that could only be described as obsessive. His fingers moved so smoothly, the muscle under the skin flexing slowly with each movement. Swiss could feel his mouth run dry, his typically clever tongue sitting twisted up in his mouth.

"Swiss-"

The multi ghoul stared at the movement of his lips. His top fangs were crooked, how had he never noticed that before? He could feel his heart stutter for the hundredth time. Mountain's lips were plush with the faintest scar at the corner of his mouth, Swiss couldn't quite remember how he got it.

"Hey?"

And then there were those dimples, soft divots in his cheeks to accompany his lopsided grin.

"Swiss!"

He jumped, nearly out of his own skin, and dropped his own watering can. It spilled over the hem of his pants and his shoes. Great.

"Dude are you okay? You've been watering that basil plant for five minutes."

"...huh?" Swiss blinked and glanced at the poor plant that had fallen victim to his distraction. There was water spilling down the sides of its terracotta pot and pooling around the base. He felt his face grow warm and swallowed. "Fuck, sorry."

"What's got you so in your own head today?"

"You."

Mountain blinked and wiped his hands on his apron. The damn movement of his hands again. He took a step towards him and Swiss felt his stomach flip. He grabbed for the watering can and retreated for the hose on the far side of the small building. It wasn't much distance but it was distance.

The word was supposed to stay inside his head, silent admission and nothing more but it escaped despite himself. He debated hitting his head against the wall.

"Me?" Mountain asked, almost amused.

The wall was becoming more tempting.

"Yes! You!" Swiss groaned and dropped the hose. "It's always you, you're always in my head! You never leave!"

"Did I do something?"

"Yes! No? I don't know!" He dragged his hands down his face. "You're just, you're you."

"I'm…sorry?"

"You're you and you're perfect and it's driving me insane. I want to be around you because when I'm not my chest aches but it gets so tight when you're around I forget how to breathe. I don't know what I'm supposed to do about it. About you. About any of this shit!"

Mountain shifted and settled his hands on his hips, watching Swiss start to get more and more fidgety. He felt like he was about to vibrate right out of his skin at this rate. The thoughts had started, he'd let a little trickle out and the rest broke through like a fucking flood. He couldn't make himself shut up if he tried.

The look on Mountain's face was hard to pin down, anywhere from bewildered to bemused.

"You don't know what to do, okay…So, what do you want to do?"

"Kiss you."

Swiss wanted to rip the tongue right from his mouth when Mountain blushed. He tipped his head slightly, ear twitching a bit.

"What's stopping you?"

"I, well, um," he stammered. Swiss couldn't remember the last time he fucking stammered. "Because I know I won't get it right."

Mountain chuckled, a low rumble that felt like it rattled Swiss' brain.

"What?! It's not funny, asshole."

"It's a little funny, Swiss."

Swiss was torn between throttling Mountain or himself. Especially when Mountain moved closer to him. He couldn't back up any further when he stepped back into the table littered with tools.

"What's there to get right?"

"Everything."

Mountain was so much taller than him, he nearly forgot that fact. Being caged between the earth ghoul and the bench was the definition of being trapped between a rock and a hard place.

"I don't know about that, 's easy rosebud."

The taller ghoul graced his cheek with the tips of his fingers, rough in texture but gentle in touch. Swiss opened his mouth but nothing came out and Mountain breathed a laugh close to his parted lips. He could taste pomegranate on his exhale and had to grab the edge of the table behind him to steady himself before Mountain closed that space. He didn't trust his knees, for good reason.

His lips were chapped but moved smoothly against his own. Swiss' eyes fluttered. Better than he expected. He was sweet, he was soft, he was all encompassing and Swiss reached for a fistful of his shirt. Like this, Mountain clouded his senses. He could smell pine and honey, and the hint of whatever new laundry detergent they'd switched to.

It was a feeling he could live in. One that he'd gladly sink into and never resurface from.

Swiss had kissed others before. Every other ghoul in their pack, at least twice, and he'd never felt a lick of hesitation but kissing Mountain felt different. Like everything stopped and it was just them and that greenhouse. The rest of the world was irrelevant. Mountain kissed him like it was second nature, like it was the easiest thing he'd done in his life. As if this wasn't something Swiss had been agonizing over for weeks.

But Mountain pulled back and Swiss nearly fell over himself trying to chase the feeling.

"See? Not such a big deal."

#writing #mushy may #void writing #ficlet #the band ghost #the band ghost ficlet #the band ghost fic #ghost the band #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #mountain ghoul #swiss ghoul #multi ghoul #mountain/swiss

[ramblingdisaster73]

hi! i saw a few of ur posts and asks lately and i hope u don't mind me popping in to kind of rant a little. i haardd agree w what you've said re: ep03 and 4x04

403 really did hurt. and i get it. i get that it comes hand in hand with the angst, and i think. i hope (?) that they'll be ok in the end bc at this point, it's getting a little bit frustrating to me. i hated the line of carlos being like 'can't let go of a bad relationship' :/ ik its probably a really poor take coming from the writers but like. with the setup, framing, and tk looking at him after he said that line. what did they want us to think. i think there's a fine line between being petty and hurtful and being a jerk. and imo if i want to put more weight into that line (i probably won't, bc i believe its meant to be more like a throwaway line that we'll collectively ignore and won't resurface again), he's leaning towards the latter. i can't imagine the patience tk has rn

i did not like that, time and time again so far, tk is just being his non-confrontational self. and i get it, with the whole 'you lash out at you loved ones in the moment of extreme anxiety and loss of control, whilst knowing that he will be there for u through it all. through all ur messiness and ur shit, it's like a lifeline that he can hold on to.' hell, i did that too. and i love this sentiment, and i think ep1 - ep3 is them trying to show us this. except before we get their reconciliation in 4x04 (hopefully), these are what we have to work with.

i also read somewhere (i'm so sorry i'd forgotten who said it) that we might get more of carlos + iris reunion rather than a carlos/tk one bc it will carry more weight for carlos' character arc, and at this stage, i hate that i can see that happening, and i don't like it. i'm just asking for any sort of carlos/tk reunion to be cathartic af, after all of what we've they've been through so far. i don't think i'm asking for much atp 🥲🥲

(prev.) if this really happens, i hope it's in the context of like, iris reassuring carlos that she's not his legal responsibility anymore, that she's more than capable of taking care of herself, and that he needs to let go of the unfounded guilt that he's carrying towards this whole mess (ik this is controversial, but i would argue that iris carries equal responsibility as well and i blame carlos as much as i do iris, she could've reached out too, but i won't be getting into that), so that he can truly move on with tk. a clean slate, if u will. i won't be able to accept anything else.

i just. my god. i love tk. i want to give him a little hug. it's genuinely really painful to watch him in these 3 eps. i have no hope that it will ever be addressed. can u tell i just really need more tk/carlos scenes atp bc i do i miss them being a team and i don't like it when there's tension that we can never get closure too. i don't want to expect anything for 404 except that it'll probably be disappointing, just so i won't be let down again.

also as like a little sidenote, i saw the 100 in your bio and omg i was there (!!!!!) doesn't this (e.g. tim's post, ro and rafa's interviews) all feel like jrat + the 100 cast mess all over again. bc i see it. i'm not sure if you're aware of it back then, but it was like a whole mess between the cast and jrat and they had to keep defending his writing and lmaoooooooo history repeating itself over at ls here i see i see

i'm so sorry its so long. it got away from me. thank u for reading through all that tho if u did 😭 have a nice day/night!

This storyline has definitely ruffled feathers, a lot of them for a lot of people. The way they are only revealing bits at a time through this 4 episode arc is slowly driving us all insane – especially those of us that were not blessed with any sort of patience (that’s me, I have none) and want to know everything right now.

Just like 3x13 had some painful to watch scenes, so did 4x03 – but watching Ronen & Rafa this season has been a real gift – we care so much about these characters in large part because we know how much Ronen & Rafa love their characters, how much they respect the relationship that they are portraying, combined with their natural chemistry, makes Carlos & TK such a compelling people – as both individuals & as a couple.

-The first couple of seasons, we got glimpses of Carlos’ flaws, but they weren’t as obvious or as loud as TK’s, so many people just over looked them, some to the point where they don’t believe that he can do any wrong or that pretty people should always be forgiven because they are pretty.

*For this particular storyline – They had to pretty much exaggerate his negative traits: Control freak, self-blame, avoidance to the point of lies by omission, and his compartmentalization in order to have him learn more about himself (I think) If they had just kept him as he was in 3x13 with the petty chicken dinner, then we wouldn’t really be able to see him learn anything – it would just have been a continuation of his avoidance, without long term consequences.

– his traits/flaws had to be so in our faces, so that when he loses all of that – all control, all ability to compartmentalize, can’t lie to even himself anymore – we are feeling it with him, feeling him learn that this isn’t a healthy way for him to live.

*I have no clue what their intention for the bad relationship line was – but I do think it missed whatever the goal was since none of us can decide on the meaning. I am currently going with it is part of how they are exaggerating his traits (his pettiness in this case) to show how much out of the ordinary this whole situation is for him. I do think he is filled with so much guilt over Iris, that it almost froze him where she was concerned, especially since TK came into his life – and he realized that he could have something real. -thinking about it this way does make it more tolerable, at least it does for me.

*There is a fine line between petty and jerk, Carlos has been walking it like a tight rope since the minute that venue called, probably since the morning after he realized that he hadn’t dreamed up TK proposing. I think that the show is finally letting us see his other sides, we are seeing him start to unravel a little – he doesn’t know how to deal with it – THERAPY WOULD BE MY SUGGESTION, SIR! – so much damn therapy.

I am loving TK (& Ronen) this season – that man can say a lot with his eyes – especially when the script doesn’t give him words. I do think that part of his lack of an emotional response, isn’t that he doesn’t have feelings about what is going on (Carlos being married), but he sees how fucked up Carlos is over the whole thing – he knows that if he freaks out too, then everything will get worse – this time, even though shit is hard, the last thing he wants to do is run away or blow things up – and honestly, I love it. And I have written quite a few fics so far that have really helped me deal with the emotions that this storyline brought up.

*I do not think that there will be a whole lot of bottled up TK in 4x04 – I think he will be a fiery tornado with one goal in mind – as Ronen has said, we are going to see a different side to TK this season. I think part of that might be the way he processes his emotions/thoughts (plus he has a whole fandom to be mad on his behalf) – I don’t think TK will ever just roll over and let anyone (Carlos included) walk all over him - he has just learned to pick his battles, support his fiancé over himself when needed.

*I can’t wait for feral TK

I did say something along the lines of Carlos more important reunion would be with Iris over TK – to be honest though, I doubt we see a real reunion between Iris & Carlos at this point – BUT, my reasons for thinking that were what you said – that she might be the one that gets through to him that people are stronger and more capable than he gives them credit for – Both her and TK – as well as Carlos.

*We will get some type of emotional reunion between TK & Carlos on screen – I think that Tim loves to pull things apart – but he does it because he loves putting them back together. Someone pointed out that each episode has shown us another aspect of the Tarlos relationship – The understanding from TK in 4x01, the unit that they are in 4x02, what friction and stress can cause in 4x03. I think 4x04 will be another aspect to see.

-I am leaning that the bulk of the ep will be them separated – Carlos being held captive, torture & TK will be realizing he is missing/searching for him. I am also thinking that the amount of time on screen that they will be together will be similar to Push 3x04 – An emotional reunion (like at the hospital when TK woke up), then a domestic like scene (like the initial Tarloft scene), ending with some type of group scene (like the reopening of the 126) – obviously, I could be wrong – but that is how I am leaning as of now.

TARLOS IS ENDGAME & ALL ROADS LEAD TO THE WEDDING – is my mantra and I repeat it as necessary in times of need.

I also love TK, he is also probably the one I can relate to the most, so that helps (or not, depending on how you look at it). That mean needs all the hugs, he takes everything on himself (kinda like his fiancé), and wants everyone to be happy. I can’t get over how blessed we are with the cast that plays these amazing characters – they don’t feel like one dimensional characters – they feel real – this is why we care so much.

I think the difference between Tim & J Roth is that Tim is supporting his work & his cast/characters while J Roth killed off characters if his cast member needed time off for a medical/mental health issue or has a disagreement. I got lucky with the 100, my ship made it to the end, even if they were the ship with one of the smallest fanbases (sorry, I am a total Mackson fan – they are what brought me to tumblr & Ao3 in the first place), so I didn’t hate J Roth for the shit writing in Season 7 (also, don’t hate season 7 – see my ship for why 7x14 was a total gift for me)

*I really can’t see Tim treating any of this cast like J Roth did Ricky & Bob

*Tim will fuck with us though – and since he gives us such beautiful scenes (even the hard ones), I will forgive him. While he loves to tear our hearts out, he is sure to let us know that he will let these characters put them back in place. He knows that we love them, but he does deserve to be protective of his work (even when we don’t agree with him).

I enjoy reading people’s thoughts, adding my own, and welcome people sending me asks/their thoughts!                                                                   

#anon #911 lone star season 4 #911 lone star spoilers #911 lone star speculation #The 100 #Tarlos #Carlos Reyes #TK Strand #Tim Minear #J Roth

[realhankmccoy]

Eminem: BITCHA IM A KILL U, PS HALEY I LOVE U

Camille Paglia: THIS IS THE FULL RANGE OF MALE EXPRESSION SO MUCH TO SAY ABOUT GENDER ABSOLELY A MAESTRO SO MUCH DEEPER THAN ALL WHITE AND BLACK RAPPERS MICHELANGELO AND DAVINCI

sigh.

to be fair, i guess this is the one song on the album -- Eminem screaming his mommy issues -- that has some range to it:

Mom, I know I let you down And though you say the days are happy Why is the power off and I'm fucked up? And, mom, I know he's not around But don't you place the blame on me As you pour yourself another drink, yeah

I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on Maybe we took this too far

I went in headfirst, never thinkin' about who, what I said hurt In what verse, my mom probably got it the worst The brunt of it, but as stubborn as we are, did I take it too far? "Cleanin' Out My Closet" and all them other songs But regardless, I don't hate you 'cause, Ma You're still beautiful to me, 'cause you're my Ma

Though far be it from you to be calm Our house was Vietnam, Desert Storm And both of us put together could form an atomic bomb Equivalent to chemical warfare And forever we could drag this on and on

But agree to disagree, that gift for me Up under the Christmas tree don't mean shit to me You're kickin' me out? It's 15 degrees And it's Christmas Eve, "Little prick, just leave" Ma, let me grab my fucking coat Anything to have each other's goats Why we always at each other's throats? Especially when Dad, he fucked us both

We're in the same fuckin' boat You'd think that'd make us close (nope) Further away it drove us, but together, headlights shine And a car full of belongings, still got a ways to go Back to grandma's house, it's straight up the road

And I was the man of the house, the oldest So my shoulders carried the weight of the load Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old And that's when I realized you were sick And it wasn't fixable or changeable And to this day we remain estranged, and I hate it though, but

I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on Maybe we took this too far

'Cause to this day we remain estranged, and I hate it though 'Cause you ain't even get to witness your grandbabies grow But I'm sorry, momma, for "Cleanin' Out My Closet" At the time I was angry, rightfully? Maybe so Never meant that far to take it though

'Cause now I know it's not your fault, and I'm not makin' jokes That song I no longer play at shows And I cringe every time it's on the radio And I think of Nathan being placed in a home And all the medicine you fed us and How I just wanted you to taste your own

But now the medication's takin' over And your mental state's deterioratin' slow And I'm way too old to cry, the shit is painful though But, Ma, I forgive you, so does Nathan, yo All you did, all you said, you did your best to raise us both Foster care, that cross you bear, few may be as heavy as yours But I love you, Debbie Mathers Oh, what a tangled web we have 'cause

One thing I never asked was Where the fuck my deadbeat dad was Fuck it, I guess he had trouble keepin' up with every address But I'da flipped every mattress, every rock and desert cactus Owned a collection of maps And followed my kids to the edge of the atlas If someone ever moved 'em from me That you coulda bet your asses If I had to come down the chimney, dressed as Santa, kidnap 'em

And although one has only met their grandma once You pulled up in our drive one night As we were leavin' to get some hamburgers Me, her and Nate, we introduced you, hugged you And as you left I had this overwhelming sadness Come over me as we pulled off to go our separate paths and I saw your headlights as I looked back And I'm mad I didn't get the chance to Thank you for being my mom and my dad

So, mom, please accept this as a Tribute, I wrote this on the jet, I guess I had to Get this off my chest, I hope I get the chance to Lay it 'fore I'm dead, the stewardess said to fasten My seatbelt, I guess we're crashin' So, if I'm not dreamin', I hope you get this message that I will always love you from afar, 'cause you're my mom

I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on Maybe we took this too far

I want a new life (start over) One without a cause (clean slate) So I'm coming home tonight (yeah) Well, no matter what the cost And if the plane goes down Or if the crew can't wake me up Well, just know that I'm alright I was not afraid to die

Oh, even if there's songs to sing Well, my children will carry me Just know that I'm alright I was not afraid to die Because I put my faith in my little girls So I'll never say goodbye cruel world Just know that I'm alright I am not afraid to die

I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on Maybe we took this too far I want a new life

#eminem #camille paglia

[enhypia]

JY ; almost lovers

almost lovers answers questions with the choice of drinking instead of answering

pairings: sim jaeyun x gn!reader

genre: fluff, angst if you squint

words: roughly 1.4k

masterlist ⸺ series masterlist

~guides and warnings~

italics - reader speaking

bold - jake speaking

[enclosed] - interviewer speaking

italicized bold - both reader and jake speaking

[enclosed bold or italics] - question (depends on who's speaking)

heavily inspired by: rec.create lie detector games, cut truth or drink

warning: contains and mentions of !!! drinking and swearing

i don't promote underage drinking, save your livers

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

hello~ my name is jake!

and i'm (y/n)

and we're almost lovers

[you guys were invited here today as almost lovers for a fun little drinking game, you guys aware of that right?]

yes we were

[okay, for this game, questions will be asked and if you refuse to answer, you drink, it's that simple. should we start?]

yup!

i'll be drinking regardless if i answer or not btw

why?

it's free alcohol

[how long have you guys known each other?]

since middle school ??

yup, so like 6 or 7 years ?

[wouldn't you be childhood friends then?]

oh no, jake and i weren't friends

*jake laughs and (y/n) grins

we really weren't, we were just somehow always put in the same classes

classmates, that's literally just what we were

ah i got it, we just knew of each other's existence

yup that

*both laugh

[how did you guys became almost lovers then?]

oh it's the classic project partners thing

we became seatmates, and like for that whole school year almost every teacher assigned seatmates as partners

it's like they all collectively agreed to it

yeah so we just eventually got close and ,,,

chaos ?

chaos.

*both giggle because jake's giggle is contagious

[why didn't you guys get together?]

we were both cowards and dumb with feelings

and jake had to move back to australia

and i had to move back to australia

[so if jake didn't move, you guys could've been together?]

,,,, i honestly do not know

yeah same

jake was the popular dream guy, i wasn't even dating him back then but so many rumors spread

i'm sorry about that really

don't worry, it wasn't your fault

*you pat him on the head making him smile widely

[how about we start the q&a between you guys?]

yeah, let's go~

*both nod and played rock paper and scissors to determine who gets to ask first, jake wins

okay! first question

*jake picks up a card and laughs in disbelief

why?

[do you still find me attractive?]

*(y/n) bursts out laughing

i don't know if i should be offended that you're laughing or what

no, because it's ridiculous!

whY?

jake i literally compliment and hype you up whenever we meet

*jake blushes

so yes i still do find you attractive because you ARE attractive.

*(y/n) smiles teasingly

*jake rolls his eyes

*(y/n) picks up a card

oh wow

[did you see ever yourself loving me?]

*jake takes a shot

you know that just makes you sus

it's not like you don't know the answer?!!

that's the point! i do know so you could've just answered instead of drinking

shut up *jake grumbles

*you take a shot to make him feel better

the answer is yes btw, i did see myself loving them

*(y/n) almost chokes

*jake laughs

it's different hearing it out loud

*jake g i g g l e s

just read the next question

[do you think it's my fault that we didn't become a couple?]

pffft-

i mean

yeah yeah, but for me i'm blaming australia

sure buddy.

*jake :O

but no i don't think it was your fault, like we said a while ago, even if you didn't move, we were still dumb with feelings and we probably would've prioritized our future than a relationship. it wasn't the right time i guess??

*jake nods in agreement

[sorry, was it ever clarified between you guys that you had feelings for each other?]

oh yeah! we knew about it

yeah bUT AFTER I CAME BACK FROM AUSTRALIA ???

*(y/n) laughs

we met up when he came back and i just went "oh did you know i liked you back then?" and then jake just -

*(y/n) can't finish the sentence because (y/n) remembers the scene perfectly and is laughing hard

*jake groans

thAT! he groaned like that and basically slammed his head on the table.

yeah and you gaped like a fish after i told you i liked you back then too!

*jake :P

*(y/n) :O

i did not

yes you did! you went *jake imitates a gaping fish

yah! *(y/n) hits jake's arm lightly

*both laugh

*(y/n) reads the card and takes a shot after

why are you drinking? i'm the one answering

i know, i just needed that shot to prepare myself

[do you still have feelings for me?]

*jake turns red and reaches for a shot

moving on-

i'm answering

*(y/n) error404 please restart

*both cannot look each other in the eye

i don't know honestly? i still am kind of dumb with feelings but the reason why i say i don't know is because i'm trying to make sure that what i'm feeling for (y/n) is real?? like i actually do like them and not with the feeling ??

*(y/n) nods understanding what he meant

because wouldn't that be unfair to (y/n) ? saying you have feelings for them when you aren't really sure? i don't want that, i don't want to hurt (y/n) in any way or form

*(y/n) downs a shot and covers their face in embarrassment

why~ ?

*(y/n) narrows their eyes at jake and just hands him the card to read

*jake laughs

okay let's go,

[do you still think about what could've been?]

goddammit

*(y/n) takes a shot

*jake is basically just laughing at everything at this point, but that's okay he's cute when he laughs

yes, i do. i think what plagued me the most were 'what if?' questions. when i see my friends getting into relationships or hearing them talk about someone they've been seeing. i would often ask like "what if we just had confessed earlier?" "what if you never moved?" "what if we actually got together?" things like that

but i think my hardest 'what if' was "what if we just tried?"

*please put jake in rice he is not working

*he raises his glass to do a cheers

here's to painful confusion !

and dumb feelings~

*both take a shot

[question for both: do you regret that you guys didn't get together?]

honestly, no? i feel like if we did, we would be two completely different people right now?

yeah, i like who i am and who you are right now, so i don't think i regret it either.

and we were shit at romantic feelings

we aren't kidding, we really were

i feel bad for everyone who had to witness that phase in our lives

rip

*both laugh

[freestyle! ask any question you want]

hmm,,

don't think too much

no <3

*(y/n) rolls their eyes

okay, okay, i have one

this better be good sim.

[you said a while ago that it wasn't the right time for us before. how about now? do you think we're finally at the right time?]

.........

*(y/n) is speechless

*(y/n) downs a shot

jake don't ask me out on television

*jake bursts out laughing

i don't know jake, you tell me, you're the one confused with feelings.

... .. ... .

*(y/n) realizes what they said

*jake literally 👁👄👁

,,,, what?

*(y/n) clears their throat

huh?

nu uh, what did you just say ??

i haven't said anything yet?? are you okay?

*(y/n) looks at the crew around them that were covering their mouths preventing laughs and squeals

you definitely said something that meant you have feelings for me!

i did not! you need to get your ears checked

*(y/n) is blushing and is avoiding jake's intense look

[that's one way to end, huh?]

oh yay! we're done, good job everybody!

*(y/n) is hurrying to escape like a pokemon

*jake is still dumbfounded, poor guy

[is he okay?]

don't worry about him, he's rebooting

*jake glares adorably at (y/n)

we are talking after this

sorry i have plans, i need to water my dog

*(y/n) teases jake making him facepalm

[i think i smell another feature, but maybe as couples next time?]

*both blushes at the statement

that's all up to jake, director :D

*jake :O

honey, close your mouth, you'll catch flies

*jake wakes up at the term of endearment and his blush deepens

yah~ !

*(y/n) grins widely and waves to the camera

bye~

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a/n: AAAA ENHA CB !! the enhypen dimension opens owo <3 anyways, i made jake's lighter since i couldn't make it angsty, he's too precious, i must protect him. also, my jake timestamp (oh worm?) received a lot of love, thank you !!! i hope you like this one as well~ sunoo's will be uploaded next !! please look forward to it <33

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[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝙿𝚛𝚘���𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜: 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚠𝚊

Disclaimer: In no way am I condoning, encouraging, justifying, promoting nor romanticizing yandere behavior or lifestyle. This is all a work of fiction and not meant to represent real life scenarios.

Warnings: Mentions of toxic relationships, violence, degradation, physical/mental abuse, kidnapping, hostage holding, self-harm, attempted murder and other yandere behavior. Read at your own discretion.

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𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧:

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚠𝚊

𝙳.𝙾.𝙱: 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝟹𝚛𝚍, 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟾

𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 𝟷𝟽𝟾 𝙲𝙼/ 𝟻'𝟷𝟶 𝙵𝚃.

𝙰𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: ■■■■■100%

𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: ■■■■■100%

𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢: ■■■■□90%

𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: 𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎

𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝙳𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚜:

𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢.

𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝.

𝙽𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜.

𝙱𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.

𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝.

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He was the school's and the town's heartthrob.

From the time he was young, every girl was in love with him and every boy wanted to be him.

From the tenderest of age, old folks were praising how cute and adorable he was.

That's just how Park Seonghwa grew up, being admired and loved by everyone around him. He was so used to his little club of adoring fans.

He dated, or more like, messed around with more than a couple of girls in his classes.

Not a single one of them was immune to his charms, even if at first they said they'd never ever fall for him. They always fell like dominoes.

And then the day finally came....The day someone ignored him, the day someone didn't worship the ground he walked on.....

The day someone not only refused but humiliated him in front of others.

You had recently moved into the small town, wanting to get away from all the bustling and, in your opinion, futile life of the city.

So you moved somewhere more quiet, serene, calm.

You only wanted a nice and comfortable life, and with the small but sturdy job you accepted, it allowed you to have a comfortable living.

For a while, no one really noticed or payed the to you, and those that did were wary of you.

You couldn't blame them. A stranger suddenly moves into their town? Of course they'd be careful.

You were very observant and in that time you observed Seonghwa.

He was good looking you had to admit, but he had come into the shop with a girl by his side which suggested to you they were an item.

Meaning he was off limits so you didn't bother to think about him.

But then he came in weeks later with a different girl, which threw you off a little.

And then a different girl, then another and you saw the pattern.

You shook your head and cringed at him. "Fuck boi." You muttered every time you saw him.

It didn't take long for him to hear about the new girl in town.

Which to him meant another heart to steal and a pair of legs to open and add to his collection.

He was with his friends, who were anxious to see what would happen.

You saw him confidently stride up to you, cocky grin on his face as his eyes looked you up and down. You internally scoffed.

"Don't think you can easily play me boy." You resolved in your head to wipe that smirk off.

"Hey gorgeous. Come here often?" He winked at you.

"I work here." You responded with absolutely no emotion or expression, barely giving him a glance as you arranged the shelves in the store.

He moved so you could see him better, thinking it would cause you to melt, but you just stared straight at him as if he wasn't there.

"If you need any assistance, please ask one of the managers. I only stock the merchandise."

You had to hold back from laughing at his shocked face, probably because no girl had ever not blushed or become flustered from his close proximity.

You moved away from him to put some articles on the next aisle.

Not giving up, Seonghwa followed after you, his friends trailing close behind you.

He tapped your shoulder to get your attention again.

For the first time in his life, a girl glared at him as if he was no more than a bug....

That was strike one for him.

"Listen...... I.......just wanted to get your number?" He couldn't believe that he was actually sweating nervously.

"Sorry. I don't give my number to strangers." You stated.

Seeing an opportunity, Seonghwa smiled flirtatiously at you.

"Well then maybe I should take you out. Then we won't be strangers. Maybe we could even get...really close." He licked his lips.

His face froze when he saw you roll your eyes at him.

That was strike two.

"Thank you but no. And if you'll excuse me."

You moved to leave him there again, but his hand reached out and gripped your wrist, a little too rough for your liking.

"Come on darling...no one's ever said no to me."

Yanking your hand away, you looked at him with disgust as you told him:

"I believe I just did."

Those words and the snorts and giggles from his friends behind him were strike three for him.

In that moment something snapped in him.

How dare someone like you reject him? The Park Seonghwa.

He was so stunned by your actions that he couldn't get you out of his mind from then on.

He no longer looked at any other girls.

His thoughts were fixated on you and only you.

He had to win you over, he just had to.

You were the ultimate challenge and he was going to make sure he was victorious.

But you made it so damn difficult.

Every. Single. Time.

You never hid how much he annoyed you and that pissed him off so much.

Days turned to a month, then 3 and still you kept refusing him.

The final straw for him was when he tried gifting you a rather expensive necklace that would have anyone else swooning.

Not batting a wink, you threw the case back to him.

"I'm not some whore you can buy for the night just cause you feel like it. Go find someone else to be your toy, fuckboi."

He gripped the case so harshly it actually bent, eyes staring daggers at you as you walked home.

"You're not getting away so easily. You're going to regret this."

You were surprised when you didn't see Seonghwa the next day..

Or for an entire week.

But you shrugged it off, perhaps he had finally learned his lesson and opted for leaving you alone.

Walking home, you couldn't help but feel like something eerie was going to happen.

You tried ignoring it by plugging in your headphones and just head home as soon as possible. It was dark and cold.

You weren't paying attention to your surroundings so you didn't see nor hear the car that was heading straight to you.

You only felt something knock you to the ground, immediately passing out from your head hitting the pavement.

The driver got out of the vehicle, his dark orbs staring down at your unconscious figure.

Bending down, he tilted your chin to look at your bloody face.

"I told you would regret this."

You woke up sore and with a pounding headache days later.

But more than anything, you woke up frightened when you saw you were chained down on a chair, wrists bound on the arm rests and feet tied to the legs.

Who the hell would kidnap you?

Your answer came in the form of Seonghwa himself, coming into the dimly lit basement where he held you.

He smirked as he saw you swallow harshly when he came close to you, face bending down at eye level to you.

"You can get out of this whole mess you know...."

Cupping your chin, he brought his lips dangerously close to yours.

"Just give in to me and agree to be mine."

You swore this had to be a joke. He'd go through all this trouble just for this shit?

Unable to stand his close proximity, you opted for showing your contempt for him by spitting on his face........something he did not take kindly to.

He looked at you as if you committed a heinous crime. And he wasn't going to let you get away with it.

Lifting your face up, he slapped you several times across the face, not satisfied until your nose was bleeding and your cheeks were stinging so badly, there was going to be bruising for sure.

You cried out when he harshly gripped your burning cheeks, adding even more pain.

"Sooner or later, you'll have to give in. The more you resist, the worse it'll get."

He left you there for 3 days, or a week. You honestly couldn't remember, you were going in and out of consciousness for a while.

When he finally let you out, you thought he'd be a little more nicer to you, but you were wrong.

Things only got worse.

You were being treated worse than an animal.

You couldn't walk anywhere, you had to crawl. You weren't allowed to use utensils for food, nor your hands.

The first time you tried to refuse to these rules, Seonghwa shoved you to the floor and dragged you by the hair across the hallway.

And as for food, he smashed your face into the bowl, you were surprised it didn't break from how hard he did it.

You could never look him in the eye or else you'd get struck across the cheek.

"Never look your betters in the eye. You should be grateful I even spare a glance at such a lowlife like you."

He lived, no...he thrived out of humiliating you.

It was sickening to know that such an individual could hate someone so much to go out of their way to try and dominate them to such an extent.

The times he was actually being 'nice' to you, his voice was filled with mock pity, talking to you as if you were his little pet.

It was those times where you truly couldn't hold back and glared at him.

And it always end with you back in the basement, stripped naked, and left there for days in the cold, body bleeding and sore from the canning he gave you.

And everytime he came back, he'd always say the same thing:

"You could end all of this if only you'd love me."

More than once you thought about giving in, even if just pretending.

He couldn't possibly treat you any worse than he did now.

But your inner strength, independence and repulsion from him kept you from giving in.

You'd rather die than ever let Park Seonghwa win and give him that. satisfaction.

But the day you found out you were pregnant with his kid, you knew you had to get out of there.

You were not going to allow a child to be raised by a monster.

You never told him anything, he couldn't know. You even resorted to cutting yourself so he'd believe you were still menstruating.

And for months you played it nice, obeyed him so he wouldn't cause you harm or to the baby.

He actually began to soften up, thinking he had finally broken you into the perfect lover he imagined.

"Fucking idiot."

That was the exact thing you thought when you finally allowed him to kiss you, instead of the forced ones he'd usually give you.

Taking advantage that his guard was down, you pulled out the knife you had hidden and didn't hesitate to plunge it on his side.

He pulled back in shock, but had no time to react because you just took out the knife and plunged it back in...

Over and over again until he layed unconscious on the floor.

Blood was everywhere and you honestly couldn't believe you did that.

Choking back the tears, you scrambled to find anything that could help you break the lock, which you eventually found.

You ran out of that place, never looking back.

You didn't run into the direction of the town, people would be too suspicious.

You ran towards the direction of the highway, hoping someone would find you and take you to the nearest hospital or police station.

It seemed luck was on your side as a woman immediately stopped when she saw you running.

She didn't hesitate to help you out, taking you to a hospital so you could get checked up.

You lied and simply said you had been kidnapped and managed to escape, feigning that you don't remember who your kidnapper was.

The police bought your story and more so dropped the interrogation when you said you didn't want to press charges and just wanted to lay low for a while.

You moved all the way across the country, far far away from the place of hell you were in.

You quickly got a job and a small, but comfortable home to raise your newborn daughter in.

She was such a cute and beautiful baby, looking like an exact replica of her father which somewhat haunted you but you pushed those thoughts aside.

Time had passed, you were safe, she was safe and almost a year old, and you'd never have to worry about that insane man ever again.........

So you believed.

Unaware of the piercing eyes that were looking through your opened window, staring at you as you fed yours and his baby.

"You'll love me in the end....."

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[neenahnah21]

Find my Way Back Home IV

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold? 

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

Word Count: 1,556

Warning: Swearing?

All of those exchange between Bucky and you fold right before the teams waking. Never did they anticipated that a certain you who's well poised and compose would loose it. And when you left the facility, the ambiance of your upset demeanour still lingers—palpable.

The hours that past seems to be the longest to Bucky. With those time he was able to reflect his action, how irrational and disrespectful it was. How unlikely of him to lash out on you.

Regardless of the situation given, you were still his senior, superior and most of all the commanding in chief of every individual in the compound.

But still, you can't fully blame him for showing a raw reaction, it is something that didn't took you by surprise. Bucky felt extremely agitated by the fact that you just freely let loose the people who's been part of his unending nightmare and restraints from horror.He felt like he was being blatantly deprived by the justice he's longing for— and he can't stomach the fact that of all people it must be you who will be behind it. But there must be a great reason why you've employed those orders, that he realize now and he was quietly beating himself for being so impulsive and snapping out.

He looks at the clock that is hanging at the wall, they've just arrive at the facility room where AAR are usually done. You're late. A first time in never to happen and it sends Bucky at edge. Thousands of things were running into his mind, is he the reason? were you that mad? did he really push your buttons? are you not coming? were you ok? where are you? time pass now way too quickly for his liking. 15 minute that is prior to the 15 minutes pass and still you were in no sight.

"Are you ok pal?" Steve asked, looking his friend so tense sends him on edge as well.

"She's still not here" he just answer.

Steve tried to comfort his friend saying that something must of have demanded your attention and that you must be on your way, beside it is only 15 minutes that pass, there's still 15 minutes that is left for waiting. Something in Bucky was telling him that it was not the reason. Something must of have happened or the reason of your still absence must be him—he's loosing it. Steve would only reassure him that it just his nerves that making him this anxious and he might be just overthinking.

But another 10 minutes pass and you're still not around. Now he was worried. Shit.

He waited for another 5 minutes and when the clock finally indicated that 5 minutes were about to pass he took it upon himself to find where you were. He was just about to leave the room when the door burst open revealing you in your glory, a little frazzled and out of breath but when you saw the team right before you, you're quick to collect yourself and be back at your stance.

You straightened your back and walked daintily towards them.

"I'm sorry I'm late, something came up" you said solemnly, you're not late Bucky thought, you're just in time.

But then it occurred to him your military rule, being on time is considered late and being early is just on time.

"Anyway, shall we proceed now to the main course?"  the team was quick to nod their heads in agreement.

Assessments were made, errors were being pointed out, recommendation were being raised.

"It's just weird" Tony commented and all eyes were now on him.

"There's no trace of violent extraction of information in the system, there's no trace of unfamiliar program that's been use to encrypt in order to attain the stolen data, and my ego would definitely not accept the fact that my security system were deteriorating already"

The team were in deep thought of that, but that's the reason why you were late, you've taken the matters in your own hand already.

"Clearly there's a mole here" you've retorted and the team agreed that it must be the most logical situation.

You can't compromise the upcoming missions though, of raiding a HYDRA base, just because of this happening.

"But we can't compromise the mission just because of this" and the team agreed to that, so you asked them about what could be your possible layout plans.

Everyone gave a new suggestion on how to siege their base and you just nod, calculating every given proposal, weighing the pros and cons of it.

"Ok very well then, I've heard you all"

"But then there's a lot of loopholes there, we can't afford to commit error. The prior plan we've made, that one was the impeccable one so we must stick to it" and this earned pretty much a violent reaction from every member of the team.

Saying how foolish that one would be, you're not having any of their whining though.

"That plan was disclose now, the layout of it were part of the stolen files" Bucky said in a matter of factly tone, not that you don't know it.

"I know" you've replied shortly and then they threw a questioning look.

"Then why are we sticking to it? If it is pretty much revealed already to the enemy? Was this a suicide mission?" Bucky retorted, and the team then seconded it.

You just dismissed them. Adamant to get at the end of this for them to finally see your point.

"In our formed tactics if you were the enemy how will you counterattack it?" you asked ignoring there puzzled looks

"Mostly from behind, outnumbered the enemy and ambushed" they answered.

"Precisely, they are gonna assault us from behind to take us by surprise thinking we're gonna attack them in front. Let them think that. Most leaders of war don't win them without deceiving the enemy. So we're counter attacking their counter attack. Clear?" they nodded hesitantly still not fully grasping it yet so you continue shedding them your light.

"Let the enemy think that they incapacitated us, we're gonna play like how a cat would to a mouse. Let them think they're one step ahead of us, which they are. We're gonna feign weak and immobility and then pounce at them when they grew at ease. Attack them when they least expect. They might be one step ahead of us but we are twice step ahead of them. Are we clear?" you can now see that they're finally seeing your point, they can now see the art of your work so they just nodded and hum in understanding.

"It is important for you to know your capacity and keenness in field but above that it is a necessity to know your enemy's thinking to ensure victory. Knowing oneself is not enough, you might achieve your goal by that but it would only be out of luck. Knowing how your foe works will enables you to know how to move with precision and no error—and that is the sure ease win. It will not be a one time victory but rather an endless one." you clarified and now your prior actions and decision were starting to finally make sense. Your willingness to offer the enemy an small insight about you just to fully unravel them. A small sacrifice for a greater cost. A pretty smart move, now that can Bucky fully assess it.

"Are you copying that?"

"Ma'am, yes ma'am!"

"Good! now, we're laying the plans, first we will follow what has been priorly discussed, follow the tactics. But then the counter attack for their counter attack would be me and Natasha at the first base, Agent Romanov be on my six. Steve and Bucky, since you're the blue buddies always BOLO, Rhodey and Bruce will have the frontal assault, we're going for the offense as defense while Sam and Clint were incharge for the defense as offense, youre the assault from behind. After retracting the documents and file by Tony, we're then going for Guerrilla tactics, obviously we need to move on the double, are we all clear?" you're too engrossed at laying them the tactics and plan that you failed to register the absence of their response.

"Any inconvenience or change of order must be reported to me ASAP, as much as possible don't attract the big green winnie, no smoking and joking in the field always put your head in the swivel and remain Bravo Foxtrot I don't want a gaggle-fuck, if you think that you're being compromise then GTFO ASAP, radio me immediately"  you added and the fake cough is what caught your attention. When you brought you face up you are met with their bewildered states.

"What's with the soup sandwich faces? Do you have any saved rounds?" you asseverated.

"Permission to speak ma'am?"

"Well GOFO soldier, granted!" you almost rolled your eyes.

"Uhm do you know how to speak in english?" Bruce said a little hesitant, quietly contemplating if he should voice it out or not.

"Ma'am?" he added in a last minute.

"Uhm, maybe we can break it down to them in layman's term?" Steve suggested.

"Very well then, didn't expect you to be so lost in the sauce but anyway, I'm breaking this down barney style"

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[buddha-in-disguise]

A full of fucking swearing long post about the shitstain that is Dominic Cummings. Plus where I can find them, at the end I will link fucking sources, just in case anyone wants to try and say otherwise.

Also, if you do start @ me over him, I'm blocking your fucking cunt of an arse. Clear enough?

Good. Then let's begin.

As a nation, we can be a fairly mild mannered lot. At least collectively. But as of now, the majority of Britons are a mass of anger. So much so, I've even agreed with pundits like Piers Fucking Morgan! That alone is distressing enough, but Dominic Cummings has pissed off just about everyone.

But first a little background on this heaping pile of shit.

Dominic Cummings was one of the main instigators of Leave Campaign in regards Brexit. Now for those who don't know or haven't cared until now, not only were they found to be in breach of the electoral law, Dominic himself was also found in contempt of Parliament when they tried to find out if Vote Leave used fake news to help achieve their goal.

To add to this, he took around 200k of subsidies from the EU for his properties. So a known lying fucking hypocrite.

Even before that, he was advisor to Gove, that spineless fucking weasel who has been out today spouting even more fucking bollocks over this. Funny that.

Don't think for a minute being Gove's Special Advisor meant Cummings was liked by others in the Tory Party. Cummings was pretty much despised by a lot in Government at the time. David 'Pig fucker' Cameron called him a career psychopath.

Fast forward to 2019. Cummings is now Special Advisor to another spineless fucking cunt known as the Prime Minister Boris Johnson. BJ was never in control. Anyone watching what was going on knew that the moment Cummings had Javid's one aide uncermoniously marched out of her job, using armed police no less.

Only problem was, he had no authority to do that.

But never fear, BJ decided to change the rules, so lo and behold, he didn't break any rules (seeing a pattern here yet?)

So fast forward to the last few days. Now newspapers were reporting that Dominic Cummings drove his COVID-19 symptomatic wife, with a 4 year old in the same enclosed vehicle, some 260 miles to his parents location in Durham.

Oh now comes the fun part, and why as a nation we are all beyond extremely miffed, and fucking pissed off!

The offical guidance was anyone in a household with someone displaying symptoms (tested or not) was to stay the fuck at home. There was one exception to this rule. One. Extreme risk to life.

So Cummings took the decision to go and drive for fucking childcare reasons.

A man with his wealth, privilege and even with family in fucking London, couldn't do it at his home, but had to drive (thus risking his own child because of viral load you're going to get in an enclosed vehicle), himself and others (because he had to stop. Tell me of anyone with a 4 year old in the car they wouldn't be stopping anywhere?)

So anyway, they take a fucking jolly jaunt up to his parents.

But hold on, a Minister recently resigned for breaking lockdown rules. So why in the ever loving fuck was Cummings not resigning or being fired?

I don't know what Cummings has on BJ, but I suspect it makes wanting to fuck a dead pig seem like child play. Because not only isn't he fired, good old Jolly BJ comes out and fully defends and supports his senior advisor (who is unelected as well, just to add salt to that wound).

So by following his fatherly instincts (the fucking laughable defence given, when BJ couldn't even say how many fucking kids he has) and acting with integrity, (someone please give these fucking morons a dictionary), Cummings was given a free pass.

And then a load of fucking MP's including cabinet ministers all piled in saying how great a father he is, how it was exceptional circumstances that made him do it, you're all overreacting you terrible ingrate you, blah, blah, more horse shit, blah!

So, now all of those families who actually followed the fucking rules, and did what the government said are now being told, oh sure. You could've attended the funeral of your loved ones. Gone halfway across country to get child care for your kids, and so on and so fucking forth.

So basically saying, hah the jokes on you.

A few grumbles came out from the odd Tory, who might not have grown a spine, but were looking less like jelly (jello) being nailed to the wall, and more like thick fucking custard. A little more substance to them, but still slopping around with no spine.

We have a bank holiday coming up, and unusually good weather forecast, because as every Brit knows, Bank Holidays are normally shit weather wise. And a lot of people saying, fuck me if Cummings can do this, so can we. And all pile into cars for days out as if nothing had changed! No masks, no social distancing. Zilch. Great innit.

No it fucking isn't! The virus doesn't take a holiday you fucking morons!

So back to the other mess. Cummings now gives a press conference in the fucking rose garden of No.10. Also likely in breach of the rules, but as we know, he really doesn't give a flying fuck about rules now does he.

First of all he was 30 minutes late (you would've been sanctioned , therefore getting no money, for weeks, probably months if on benefits and did the same thing thanks to this government). But he eventually rolls up, looking slightly less like he's been dragged through a hedge backwards, but still looking like a dogs arse. Actually sorry dogs, you don't deserve that comparison. I'm really sorry!!

Anyway, here he is, about to fill us with more bullshit.

The shit now isn't just hitting the fan. In the immortal words of Terry Pratchett, The Midden has now hit the Windmill.

Cummings is trying to explain why he did what he did, oh and now we have the added delight of him being caught going out to a location some 30 miles from the family home, which is another breach of the law!

He sat there, and said, the public aren't angry at me, they're angry because of how the media have reported it. Woe is me, they're making me out to be the bad guy in all this .... blah fucking boo hoo blah.

This was supposed to calm us down.

Dear reader.

It. Did. Not.

So journalist after journalist (Beth Rigby gave a fucking masterclass) actually didn't let him get away with it.

These weren't just questions or accusations. They threw proof at him! Despite the collective rage, it was glorious to see them do it. If this was when stocks were still in use in the town square, Cummings would've been covered in excrement and anything else to hand. That shit was blown back so fast, it was hard to keep up.

Anyway, without going into too much here, his excuses ranged from he didn't feel safe because of demos outside his home (unverified and strangely enough, no neighbours reporting any disturbances either. Funny that),

Then, having gone to great lengths to say he drove up to his parents to keep his kid safe, he explains the additional trip he got caught out on was taken to test his eyesight, which had been affected because of being unwell with Covid19.

So not only is it highly fucking illegal to drive while impaired (including if eyesight is impaired) in this country, you decided to take your wife and kid, who you wanted to protect, not for a little jaunt down the road, but on a 60 mile fucking round trip.

Oh, and he hadn't stopped on the 260 mile trip up there, but his kid needed a stop on the way home, so a less than 60 mile trip required a stop. Yeah. Strange how that works.

He still kept blaming the media. Still kept up the woe is me, it was exceptional circumstances, and so on. Must get sore lips there Cummings, with the amount of smoke you try to blow up peoples arses.

So, to end it all, he has flatly refused to resign. No need to even consider it. The public will be jolly good chaps in all of this and see my side of things.

No we won't, you motherfucking cunt!

So this morning, various people including Gove are still making excuses for this fucking shitstain.

I now wish Cummings is fired, but better yet, thrown out of our universe, so he can never ever be seen again. But I've seen more spine on a fucking snake that I have Boris Johnson, who is just as much to blame in all this.

Before I end, we also had an infamous Tweet from someone in the Civil Service, who knew they were torpedoing their career. I'm including a screen shot. It was taken down, but it was genuine. Whoever they were, you deserve all the applause and a fucking medal!

Oh and a few sources for this and the cuntface Cummings. But you know, just Google the fucker. You can find this and much more.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-44856992

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-47712040

https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2019/aug/10/dominic-cummings-owns-farm-got-eu-subsidy

https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2014/jun/18/david-cameron-dominic-cummings-career-psychopath

https://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/politics/dominic-cummings-boris-johnson-cabinet-minister-aides-civil-service-sajid-javid-a9109836.html

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-52782913

[https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-52553229

https://www.bbc.com/news/amp/uk-52792200

https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-52793991

https://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/news/north-east-news/dominic-cummings-trip-county-durham-18306147

https://www.gov.uk/driving-eyesight-rules

[iphoenixrising]

Hi hon! Sorry I'm so absent lately, things are crazy at home rn, so I barely have the time to read, let alone comment or talk. Promise I'm still up to date with everything you write, as soon as I see the notification of your work, I'm all over it lol. So, I was re reading the marvel aob (I didn't read marvel fanfic at all before you, I was an only movies fan. I blame you), and started wondering, what if the Alpha that made Tony think like that wasn't dead? What would Buck and Steve do? (1/2)

(2/2) Like, he has money like Tony, status, power… It’s not a “commoner” like the ones they could have killed without repercussions. So, when “The big Bucky thing” is done with, and they have time to look into that little info Tony gave them, about that Alpha that dared to hurt their omega, what do you think they would do? Again, sorry for any grammatical or other kind of mistakes, it’s been a long time since I spoke/wrote anything in English. Lots of love hon! Hope you’re doing okay!

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Hi babe!

Ah, life is busy. I hope everything is going okay tho :D You work hard, so try to take time for yourself

Ah, a little bit of Tony/Steve/Bucky for the win, eh? (I’ll take all of that blame, you know.)

Hm, I think if/when the emergency Rut is going to be over and done with, Tony is going to be the usual pretend I’m working but really am brooding and hiding from the fact that was the most mind-blowing sex he’d ever had. 

And, you know, I ah, had mapped out the next thing because the problem with seeing Bucky through his Rut with a little Steve thrown in on the side while on suppressants and such, is that Tony is probably pretty hormone deprived.

After about twelve hours, he starts feeling off, sweaty and shaky, and a shower isn’t enough to cool him down. 

He passes out on the couch in his lab around the time Captain America and the Winter Soldier agree they aren’t just going to take a back seat, aware of Tony’s tendencies to internalize and make a plan. They don’t want him making any hasty decisions (like to move out of the Tower or something, no, no, they’re not going to let that just happen) without the facts. 

When they come into the lab, it’s to the sound of low whimpering and an overwhelmingly sweet scent. 

It’s Tony hitting Heat hard and fast, like Frenchie did back in the day and they fall over one another, begging to be permitted to serve him. 

(Cue gratuitous smut with Alphas worshipping the Omega is every possible way. Maybe even Steve getting just so up in arms about Tony’s past Alpha that all he wants to do is show him how an Alpha can support him, care for him – well, Alphas, ain’t that right, Buck?)

And maybe it’s somewhat after the initial awkward that is Tony Stark and his never-ceasing mouth, when they aren’t bonded because no, not ready for that at all, but are in a sense “together.” (Because the three of them have been sleeping together outside of biological necessity. It may have only been a few weeks after they made love in the lab, not riding increased/decreased hormones and raging instincts, and fuck it is so much better.) 

So, it’s just a usual Tuesday at Avenger’s Tower and some kind of bad guy is just trying to destroy a little part of New York is getting a nice, easy beatdown. Iron Man, the Winter Soldier, and Captain America might be riding the honeymoon phase and they are so fricking adorable.

But The Hand is a supporter of this week’s bad guy, and with them, the genius able to hack their comms to say a little hello again to his former Omega…

The Winter Soldier is one giant pile of I’m going to murder you now and Captain America is growling low, feral and frightening.

The utter and complete decimation of The Hand’s forces and close capture of Tiberius Stone isn’t enough to make Tony stop shaking inside the suit. He holds on to all the calm, cool, and collected in his Stark repertoire until he finally reaches the lab where he can completely collapse to his knees and let himself whimper, just once. 

Jim is full to bursting outside, demanding JJ to let him the hell in, or else. Steve sighs but breaks out his shiny new Avengers-specific passcode, using the excuse Tony hadn’t debriefed and it had to be done right now.

The lingering bitterness makes their hackles rise. The mad mechanic in question has pretty much gotten his shit together by working on seven different projects at the same time.

He’s completely manhandled right out of his workspace and to the beaten-up couch in the corner. They might uncurl enough to let him accept a cup of coffee from DUM-E and then he’s pinned between two Alphas that are pretty much brick walls of Not. Fucking. Moving.

And!! Those adorable boys, babe >.

#winter answers #Stuckony #aob #tagged for anon! #just a little musing #marvel aob

[marveloustiming]

Look at the Stars (Part 7/?)

"Show time, a-holes! He'll be here any minute." Peter said.

"Which will be its last." Gamora said as she pumped the gun in her hand.

"I thought your thing was a sword?" Peter questioned.

"We've been hired to stop an inter dimensional beast from feeding on those batteries and I'm going to stop it with a sword?" Gamora looked at him with one of 'are you serious' looks.

"Its just that swords were your thing and guns were mine, but I guess we're both doing guns now. I just didn't know that." Peter shook his head and gave in.

"Drax! Why aren't you wearing one of Rockets Arrowraise?" Gamora asked him.

"It hurts." He replies

"It hurts?"

"I have sensitive nipples." I could hear Rocket cackling beside me. I smiled with him. "My nippled hurt, oh goodness me!" Rocket cackled again. "Quit that! What's he doing?" Drax demanded. "I'm finishing this so we can listen to tunes while we work!" "How is that a priority?" "Blame Quill and Marris! They're the ones who love music so much!"

"No, we actually agree with Drax. That's hardly important right now." I nodded along to Peters words.

"Oh okay. Sure Quill." Rocket replied, and winked weirdly at us. He's always been bad at winking. Its gotten us into trouble many times.

"Seriously. We side with Drax." I said.

"No, I understand that. You're being very serious right now." Rocket kept on horribly winking, not knowing that Drax could very well see what he was doing.

"I can clearly see you winking!" Drax exclaims.

"Dammit. I'm using my left eye?" He said and turned to me.

"Yeah, but you'll get it right one day I'm sure." I said to him. While Groot tried to fight the lizard things that were running around Gamora turned to me.

"Arva? Why don't you have any weapons on you?" She asked and looked me over.

"I am the weapon. But if it makes you feel any better I have a knife in my boot." I smiled at her innocently. She didn't have any to to respond because a giant explosion rocked the sky. A giant hole appeared in the sky and a worm like thing came through. It had giant tentacles on its backside and its head consisted of its eyes and its mouth. The really disturbing thing was that its mouth was a gaping hole and it had hundreds of teeth lining it. "That's intense." I said. And then we all charged forward.

I flew up into the sky and shot streams of fire at at it. Using the earth wasn't an option as the stupid Sovereign didn't want us to damage their property. Water would just make a mess and I didn't want to clean that up. So I stuck to electricity and fire. The thing let out a roar and slammed its tentacle into my stomach. I hit my back onto the ground and rolled back onto my knees. I could see Groot dancing around to the song Mr. Blue Sky by the Electric Light Orchestra.

"Groot, get out of the way! You're going to get hurt!" I boomed at him. He simply waved at me in response. "Hi!" I flew off to the fight again. A few minutes later I could see Groot putting something in his mouth. I was about to go over there and tell him off when Rocket landed behind him. He had that covered.

"Such a violent child." I shouted when I passed Rocket. I saw him grin before he flew off again. I managed to land on the monsters back and shoot dozens of streams of electricity onto its body. It let out a roar, but this one was different. It was one of pain instead of fury. I wasn't able to do it again due to the fact that the thing flung me off, but I would stick that in my brain for later. I landed next to Drax and Gamora. "The beasts hide is to thick to be pierced from the outside! I must cut through it from the inside." Drax said before running off. "Drax no! Wait a minute! Drax!" Both me and Gamora screamed. And then I could see him leap right into the jaws of that horrifying beast.

"What is he doing?" Peter yelled.

"He said that the skin is to thick to be pierced from the outside." Gamora informed him. "What that doesn't make any sense!"

"We know, we tried to tell him that!" I screamed.

"The skin is the same level of thickness from the inside as it is on the outside!" Peter shouted.

"We realize that." Gamora said impatiently.

"There's a cut on its neck! Rocket! Get it to look up!" Peter yelled.

As they made the beast look up I could see the tiny scratch on its neck. As Gamora aimed and tried to shoot, her gun only made a clicking sound, but didn't fire. We looked at each other for a second.

"So, you or me?" I asked. She thought for a second before saying

"Me. You look tired." She said before getting out her sword. She was right of course. My entire body felt sore and I just needed to lay down. I saw her sprint towards the monster and use it's legs as a way up. Her sword hit the beasts wound and her body was dragged back down to the earth, yellow liquid spurting out of the wound. The beast slowed down and eventually landed on to it's side. We all gathered around as Drax's body fell out of the carcass, laughing all the way.

"Yes! I have singlehandedly vanquished the beast!" He shouted and kept laughing. I'm sure he would have gone on longer but Groot threw something at him and hit the side of his head. "What?" He asked.

We all stood by the containment area as we cleaned ourselves up. We took our fancy jet packs off and Drax cleaned all the slime off of him. "What are they called again?" Drax asked.

"Anulax batteries." I responded.

"Harbulary batteries." He said back.

"That is nothing like what she just said. But they're worth thousands of units a piece so the Sovereign hired us to protect them. Careful with what you say around these folks, they're easily offended. The cost of transgression is death." Peter said. And with that warning we all started to walk back down to the throne room.

"We thank you, Guardians, for putting your lives on the line. We could not risk the lives of our own Sovereign citizens. Every citizen is born exactly as designed by the community. Impeccable both physically and mentally. We control the DNA of our by determining them in birthing pods." The high priestess says. She was so stuck up that I almost threw up. Not literally of course.

"I guess I prefer to make people the old fashioned way." Peter says. I suppressed a groan and instead went for rolling my eyes.

"Well, perhaps someday you can give me a history lesson in the archaic ways of our ancestors. For academic purposes." I set my eyes straight forward and hoped this would be over soon.

"I would be honored, yes, in the name of research. I think that could be pretty, uh, repulsive,I'm not into that kind of casual -" With a glare from me he had changed his sentence until Gamora, amazing, wonderful Gamora, had interrupted him.

"Oh please. Your people promised something in exchange for our services. Bring it and we shall gladly be on our way." The High Priestess motioned for her people to bring something. Two people came out of a different part of the palace and one was shoved harshly onto the ground. The person's hood was yanked off to reveal Nebula, Gamora's sister and the one I had fought when we took down Ronan.

"Family reunion! Yay!" Peter said. I smiled a little bit at that.

"I understand she is your sister." The High Priestess says.

"She is worth no more to me than the bounty for her on Xandar." Gamora yanked her sister up by the arm.

"Our soldiers apprehended her attending to steal the batteries. Do with her as you please." The High Priestess says. As Gamora and Nebula walked off, Peter started to speak.

"We thank you High Priestess Iasha."

"What is your heritage Mr. Quill?" She stopped him.

"My mother is from earth." Peter replied.

"And your father?"

"Came from Missouri! That's all I know."

"I see within you an unorthodox genealogy. A hybrid that seems particularly... reckless." "You know, they told me that you people were conceited douchebags, but that isn't true at all!" Rockets voice piped up. I looked down to see him winking. With the wrong eye. I heard everybody in the room gasp. "Oh, shit I'm using my wrong eye again aren't I? I'm sorry that was meant to be behind your back." I grabbed his collar and lifted him up before walking out of the room. "You're going to get yourself killed." I scolded. He only snorted before whispering,

"You wanna buy some batteries?" He opened up his bag to reveal Anulax batteries that he stole. My eyes widened before a grin took over my face and Drax laughed loudly.

"Oh yeah, cause I totally have the units for that." I whispered back. Rocket tried to shush Drax as we walked towards to the ship.

We turned on some music and started up the ship. "Alright! Let's get to Xandar and collect that bounty!" Rocket said. We flew away from the Soveriegn in a peaceful bubble. The sun was setting, the beautiful city was to our back, and good music was playing.

"That stuff about my father. Who does she think she is?" Peter said to me.

"I'm sorry. I know you don't like talking about that." I replied

"I mean, I'm fine with talking about him, I just don't know who he is. Sorry if it seemed like I was flirting with the High Priestess. I wasn't."

" I don't care if you are. You can flirt with whoever you want."

"Well I feel like you do care. That's why I'm apologizing."

"Arva! I need your help with something." Rocket said as he stood in the doorway of the room. I got up and passed Drax on my way out. Little did I know Rocket and Peter were having a glare off behind me.

"You coming Rocket?" I called back as I didn't hear his footsteps behind me. "Yep."

As we were walking though the alarms started to ring. "This is weird. We got a Soveriegn fleet approaching from the rear." Peter said. "Why would they do that?" Gamora questioned. "Oh, because Rocket stole some of their batteries." Drax said. "Dude!" Came Rockets protest. "Right. He didn't steal some of those. I don't know why they're after us. What a mystery this is." Drax tried to recover. I let out a yelp as they started to fire. "What were you thinking?" Peter yells. "Dude, they were really easy to steal!" "That's your defense?" Gamora says. "Come on! You saw how that High Priestess talked down to us. I'm teaching her a lesson!" I listened to their conversation idly as I played with a rubber band. "Did you know about this Arva?" I looked up fearfully as Gamora snapped at me. "Please don't drag me into this." I whispered. My body jerked as the ship was hit. "What's the the nearest habitable planet?" Peter asks quickly. "Its called Berhert." Gamora informs him. "How many jumps." "Only one. But the access point is 47 clicks away. And you have to go through that quantum asteroid field." Peter takes a sharp turn into the asteroid field, the whole sovereign fleet following us. Ignoring Rocket and Peters arguing, I watched the asteroids flying around us. "Stop it." I snapped at them. "Quill, later on tonight, you're gonna be laying down in your bed and there's going to be something squishy in your pillow case. And you're gonna be like 'What's this?' And its gonna be because I put a turd in there!" Rocket snarls. "You put your turd in my bed, I shave you." Peter threatens back. "It wont be my turd. It'll be Drax's." Rocket states. Drax burst out laughing at this before saying, "I have famously huge turds."

I rolled my eyes at them. As Rocket and Peter fought for control over the ship, an asteroid hit the wing of the ship and sent us reeling. As they fought to regain control of the ship, Groot went flying before Peter caught him and sent Groot back to me. "Hey buddy." I said as I set him on my shoulder. "Idiots!" I heard Nebula scream from the back of the ship. "Well, that's what you get when Quill flies." Rocket says in response. "Rocket!" I snarled as Gamora threw something at him. "We still have a Sovereign craft behind us." Gamora says. "Our weapons are down!" Said Quill a second later. "Twenty clicks to the jump!" Gamora called out. Drax tapped my shoulder as a signal to move over. I complied and watched as he kneeled between Rocket and Peter. He grabbed something and walked to the back of the ship. "Arva?" Gamora said and gave me a pleading look. I sighed and got up as well. "I'll make sure he doesn't do anything dumb." I said. "...alone." I muttered as I walked off, knowing that I probably wouldn't be able to stop him, as stubborn as he was. "What are we doing?" I asked as walked in. "We're going to destroy that ship." He replied, knowing he wasn't going to be able to stop me either. I didn't bother putting a suit on, as it would just get in the way.

We both jumped out of the ship at the same time. We were quickly met by the ship firing at us. At the same time as Drax yells "Die, spaceship!" We fired our weapons. Before his gun exploded the ship, I had managed to tear it apart. I had been working on being able to control metals instead of just dirt and plants. And I have to say, it was coming along pretty damn nicely. But just as felt relief course through me hundreds of ships appeared on either did of us. That relief turned into absolute fear. I started pushing out electricity from my body to create a shield around me and Drax to protect us from heavy fire. I kept pushing after that, trying to make it expand all around the ship. Before I could get more then halfway, though, all of the ships around us exploded. Finally we made it jump point and made it through. The ship gave a jerk as it caught on fire. I could hear Drax yelling beside me as we were flung about. I limited our shield to just me and Drax as parts of the ship were torn away by the wind. For a second I felt the cable that tied me to the ship snap and I let put a scream. Just at last second Gamora snatched the end of the cord and pulled me back. The weight of both me and the cord became to much for her and she was tugged out of the ship, but not before grabbing the edge of it. I expanded my shield to her just as we hit the trees. The ship cleared the way for us, but it didn't stop me and Drax from hitting each and every tree we passed. Although it felt strange, it didn't actually hurt us the way it should have. Finally the ship came to a stop, and its lights sputtered out. The wing of the ship fell of and scared off some birds as I lay there, exhausted.

Drax was laughing beside me, seemingly unfazed. I didn't know how. I felt drained, although that might have just been from me using my powers. Although I was getting better, I had never expanded my shield that much or torn apart that much metal. Putting those two things together and you could see why that exhausted me. It had taken years for me to master everything else. "That was awesome!" Drax shouts "Yes!" He pounded his fist on the ground while laughing. "Look at this! Where's the other half of our ship?" Gamora snarled. We were all standing in a circle while Gamora yells at us. Everybody seemed all right, tired, but all right. "My ship." Peter said unnecessarily. "Either one of you could have gotten us through that field... Had you flown with what's between your ears instead of what's between between your legs!" She finished before walking off. "If what's between my legs had a hand on it, I guarantee this ship with it." Peter said. "Peter, we almost died because of your arrogance." I continued for Gamora. "More like because he stole the Anulax batteries!" Peter pointed a finger at Rocket. "They're called Harbulary batteries." Drax corrected. I drew in a breath and closed my eyes for a second. "No they're not!" Peter yelled. "Do you know why I did it, Star-Munch?" Rocket asked. "I'm not going to answer to Star-Munch." Peter mumbles back. "I did it because I wanted to!"

"Dick."

"What are we even talking about this for?" Rocket demands "We just had a little man save us by blowing up fifty ships!"

"How little?" Drax asks him. "Well, I don't know, like this?" Rocket made a gesture with his hands to show us how little and then I felt tired all over again. "A little one inch man saved us?" I questioned as I put my hands on my hips. "Well if he got closer, I'm sure he would be much larger." Rocket replies. "That's how eyesight works, you stupid raccoon." Peter says. "Peter!" I turned to him as Rocket yelled at him.

"Don't call me a raccoon!" Rocket snarls.

"I'm sorry. I took it to far. I meant trash panda." I bit back a grin as Rocket turns to me.

"Is that better?"

I shook my head softly as Peter says "Its worse, its so much worse!"

"You son of a..." Rocket snarls before leaping at Peter.

"Hey!" "I've had it with you!" "No, back up!"

I ignored their bickering for a second to look up at the sky as I noticed Nebula doing the same. I saw a ship flying towards us. "Someone followed us through the jump point." Everybody immediately got their weapons ready. We formed a back to back circle formation as the ship landed, which in all honesty, looked like an egg. I could see two shadowy figures through one of the windows. As the window opened and two people walked out, I leveled my hands at them.

"After all these years, I've found you." The man said.

"And who the hell are you?" Peter replied.

"I figured my rugged looks would make that obvious. I'm your dad Peter."

#guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy imagine #arva marris #look at the stars #star lord #rocket the raccoon #drax the destroyer #groot #gamora #peter quill

[sadbi-hours]

Oh the 100th episode of ahs!I.Fucking.Loved.Every.Damn.Second.Of.It!

Okay, sorry...y'all can sue me but I gotta give it to Ryan Murphy a bit here! He delivered...that fucking shit was everything I'd been waiting it to be! It was entertaining as all get out to me...it was wild. The music was magnificent, especially the wonderful atmospheric use of the Smiths 'How Soon Is Now' at the end! The acting was even more on point then ever before...and you know what, it was just good ole' fashion 80s slasher fun and craziness!

Episode 6 did not take itself too fucking seriously like some of the others eps have and, don't get me wrong, I'd have been okay with that...if it hadn't been poorly excuted in some areas...but anyway, what I'm trying to say is that I didn't for one moment take this episode seriously and I loved it dearly for that!

I didn't get pestered with deep ass questions that I knew I was probably will never get any answers to--though there is still a bit of time and would like a answer to a few of them--nor did the ep or writing try to get me figuring out what the overall storyline was...and the greatest miracle of all, there was no insanely unexpected plot twist waiting in the wings for me to flip my lid over!

Oh I bet you could imagine the immense sigh of relief that I took when this episode was over...and I wasn't having some form of a mental breakdown...my god, it could be heard in every room of my house!

This episode for what it was was fantastic! I love it...I adore it...and I have very few gripes with it--or at least for now knowing my overanalyzing ass!

But anyway, Brooke, I just have one thing to say...WILL YOU MARRY ME? She's become my ride or die...my main chick! I freaking loved her this episode, especially in that (spolier) during her execution speech to Margret! Oh man, I was just...

So fucking proud. My bby...my light...fire of my loins, I adore you with every fiber of my being...and I'll never doubt you again! You have my forever love 💘

And I loved how she told RR and Satan where to shove it! Iconic!

And poor Mr.Jingles' being a whole ass fucking mood during the beginning of this episode...all fed up with RR's shit and just like...

That freaking look on his bloody face as RR murdered all those people was priceless...and so me haha! I just know that he was lowkey wishing that he had just fucking let himself die up at Camp Redwood in 1984! He was tried of the same old shit and I don't blame him, Benji has never been about that life...and also that scene with him sipping on his Tab all slow and delicious like as RR gets his ass beat was hilarious!

But yo seriously, why you gotta do my man like that Ryan! He just chilling with his wife and baby...working a peaceful job rewinding and renting out videotapes..and I'm not gonna lie, I was mad jealous! It's like lowkey my dream of mine to work at Family Video for a living...and get to interact with like minded staff and video renters who love movies as much as I do...and recommended good ass movies to people all day long who are less of a movie geek as me. Yes it is a life's dream...i'm not much of an overachiever! I'm easy to plese lol...and mad props to Benji's movie choices. I most certainly approve...who needs that horror shit, huh? Haha!

But anywho, I felt a mad sense of connection to Benji this episode. He just wanted to live peacefully with his wife and son! He didn't give a single fuck for Camp Redwood...and he shouldn't. He got the happy ending he deserved...and RR's ass had to fuck it up for him! But I'm living for how Brooke, Benji, and Donna are probably going to be TG i guess! I didn't expect it...especially after all the fuck shit they had been through, even though I still kinda care less about Donna!

But I will give her this...she made a fucking entrance at the end of this episode! I never felt so happy to see someone I lowkey want to taste the blade! Angelica Ross was working it at the end there.

So I totally...at least for now, agree with how's one TG per say! My vengeful angels came to collect names...and fuck Margret's shit all the way up!

And to Margret...and now by extention, BD Trevor:

IT'S ON SIGHT!!! I just felt y'all should know that! If not from me...than trust Brooke or Chet gonna make you taste that steel blade.

And you know what, Chet's call for blood...ain't even mad at it! It's what she deserves...he got her slippin' and she needs to pay. And bruh, Trevor man...👀 watching you my man! I'm hoping you'll turn it around...but I doubt it! You got that Xavier and Chet logic going on...they did the soft good boi bby route and look what it got them so...

And speaking of Xavier...and Montana...

(not mine! credit goes to the owner!)

Need I say more?! I can die happy now...my only gripe is that I want fucking more of it! Give me more more more! Please and thank you 😏

And yes for right now, I am discounting that it's OOC for the Xavier's character arc..but you what, fuck it, I enjoyed it the living hell out of it!

Plus, most of episode 6 is set in 1989...so he's been stuck up at CR for nearly 5 yrs....and nothing good or bad he's done has gotten him out of there. So I don't mind encouraging a little bit of mischief...especially when it invloves Billie and Cody making out. I'm sorry...but yes, I'm that bitch tonight! Ryan Murphy's telling us to fuck the character arcs he's built...so I am too...for now.

And Ray, bro...

I mean yo, you ain't wrong...we really shouldn't just be k wording people left and right for no reason...but he's just such a whiny bitch about it! And where do you get off being high and mighty moral king, when you've been cleaning up their messes...I mean RIP Ray I hardly know ya...but I'm sorry I'm different, I'd be telling them to clean up their own pile of dead bodies! I got better things to do...so sorrynotsorry! Maybe if you had been written better I would care...

And I loved Montana's 'What about my murder...don't I count?' and even with my forever love for her, I was lowkey like No Montana...you hella deserved that shit! Plus, you doing you...living that extra dead afterlife with your man's! So Stay in your lane...count those blessing!

#ahs 1984 #and i'm guessing that TB is chet xavier and montana #i mean i don't know if chets killing ppl like xantana #but i wouldn't be surprised #he has had a long ass afterlife...how long was he underwater for before i'm guessing from billie's wetsuit vid montana saved him #so how long before they found out #and i know a lot of yall thought dark xavier would have a lot to do with montana #but i think its clearly not from his speech to ray...he choose to be bad... just wonder how long it took him to embrace that side #they have been dead and stuck at CR for 5 yrs. #so maybe his murderous streak wasn't just an overnight thing #but who knows? #i enjoyed the little bit of darl xavier and xantana i got #and bruh that KISS!!! #no wonder we hadn't got it til now...Billie and Cody were looking after us all #they knew we couldn't handle it...it was too much of a very very hot thing #and i almost had a damn heart attack #but they just said fuck it...give these needy thristy hoes what they want #and boyyy did they ever?! #*still fanning self* #it was too hot for the tv screens...surprised it wasn't censenored lol