#monty(person) if u see this dont look at me

[lunarmoves]

one of the things you’ll never get over is just how teasing the daycare attendant can be. 

whether it may be through pokes at how tiny you are in comparison to them, little flirts that set your face aflame yet are completely innocuous, or putting you in situations where you’re forced to rely on them, the daycare attendant seems to find delight in your many different reactions and emotions. you’re not quite sure why. but it has grown just the teensiest bit frustrating. you’ve done your best to try to retaliate and turn the tables on them, but none of your efforts seem to work on them like they do on you. they are, at times, very difficult to read—what with the static smile and all. not like a robot can blush, either. 

it’s gotten to the point where you’re willing to try anything—and after watching some parents greeting their kids at the door for pickup, you finally get an idea that you think might just work in your favor. so long as you pay extra close attention to their reactions. 

it’s finally after hours for the daycare; the last child had been picked up a few minutes ago. you and sun are wandering about, gathering up stray toys and crayons. you notice one of the small coloring tables has an unfortunate glob of glitter glue pasted to it and call out to sun to grab his attention. your eyes watch him like a hawk’s. 

“can you grab me a rag and some cleaning spray, baby?” it’s said as casually as you can make it. 

you have to bite your lip to suppress a smile when sun freezes in place for a moment, then spins his head around properly to look right at you. “i beg your pardon? what did you say?” 

you pinch at the side of your thigh to stop a smile from breaking out on your face and busy yourself with picking up more crayons. you know he heard you perfectly. robot hearing, and all. “i said can you grab me a rag and some cleaning spray. baby?” 

wide, white eyes stare at you for what feels like an eternity, then his rays do a delighted little spin. he straightens up and gives you a salute. “can do, friend! i'll be back in a jiffy!” 

you snicker to yourself at the enthusiasm in his voice. “thank you my love.” 

sun makes a sound—a strange sound you’ve not yet heard before—that you honestly can’t identify. a whirr of sorts, maybe. then he bounces off to the supply closet tucked in the corner of the daycare, where all the cleaning materials are stored. you pretend to bend down to grab another crayon, your eyes flicking up to follow sun's movement. once he disappears around a playset, you take a short, quiet moment to stuff your fist in your mouth and bite down a giggle. you manage to collect yourself right as he returns, your hands dumping the crayons you've collected into their designated bin.

"you're in a mood today!" sun says brightly as he hands you the spray bottle of cleaner and an old, blue rag. he sways animatedly from side to side and clasps his hands together in front of his chassis once his hands are free.

"i don't know what you're talking about," you reply as straight-faced as you can and crouch down next to the table, "honey," you add after a short second. you give the glob a few sprays of the cleaning solution, then start to diligently work away at it with the cloth. at least you have an excuse to turn your face away from his perceptive gaze.

sun's shadow looms over you. there's a clicking sound as his faceplate rotates. "i think you do, friend!"

"what," you snort and peer up at him from the corner of your eye, "you want me to stop?"

sun's head tilts farther to the side and his smile seems to get larger. "on the contrary, actually!"

you can't deny that his words make you flush slightly, so you turn back to the table to swipe your rag against it a final time. can't let him turn the tide on you like this. you're saved from responding to him when the daycare lights suddenly go out to signify closing, hoping against all hope that moon hadn't been paying attention.

those hopes get quickly dashed when you notice the table you'd finished cleaning has taken on a red glow, and long fingers abruptly grip onto your shoulders to tug you up and spin you around.

"what," moon hisses lowly at you, face close to your own as he stares directly at you with wide maroon eyes, "are you doing?"

"me?" you answer innocently, your hands holding the cloth up between the both of your chests as though in a feeble attempt at a defensive wall. the rest of the daycare is dark and it's only by moon's eyes and the dim light from the windows leading to the rest of the pizzaplex that you're able to see him. "i'm not doing anything, sweetheart."

"that," he emphasizes and gives you a little shake, "is not nothing. you're up to something."

"i promise i'm not buttercup," is your smooth reply. moon twitches slightly—his grip gets a teeny bit tighter. and there's something in the way he's holding himself that lets you know he's more affected by your words than he lets on. the corners of your mouth curl up slightly, but you force them back down to maintain your innocuous look.

moon only growls at you, voice rasping out a "troublemaker."

you stick your tongue out at him. "cutie pie."

"nuisance."

"darling."

"brat."

"snookums." your smile starts to creep back up your face when you notice he's slowly drawing closer in the heat of the little back and forth.

"little gremlin." his expression dares you to retaliate.

you choose not to respond right away, letting his last pet name hang in the air for a quiet, tense moment. your eyes stare directly into his own fuzzy ones and you take in a deep breath to prepare yourself for what you're about to say.

"kitten." you grin wildly when moon absolutely recoils and releases you from his grip. immediately, you latch onto the sound of his servos whirring in his chassis—a cooling system kicking into place. and that, you realize, is their form of blushing.

"oh?" your eyes squint upwards in delight as moon just looks at you with wide eyes, his hat low on his face so much so that you only see the lower halves of his optics. "embarrassed? my little kitten?"

"shut up!" moon hisses at you and it makes you finally break down into laughter at the irony. his hands twitch sporadically before he stills them. "pain in the neck! annoyance!"

"kitten! kitten kitten kit— WAJHSDKFJDF!" you shriek as you narrowly dodge a swipe from moon and immediately make a break for the door. he growls something rough at you in lighthearted jest, but you can't hear him over the sounds of your loud laughter and your pounding footsteps against the floor.

and as moon chases you out of the daycare—your little victory triumphantly stashed under your belt— the knowledge that they have a certain weakness for adoring pet names gets stored in a mischievous part of your brain for later.

#monty(person) if u see this dont look at me #dca #dca x reader #fnaf moon x reader #moon x reader #fnaf sun x reader #sun x reader #the daycare attendant #daycare attendant x reader #fnaf moondrop x reader #moondrop x reader #fnaf sundrop x reader #fnaf sundrop #sundrop x reader #fnaf moondrop #moon x y/n #sun x y/n #shay scribbles daydreams

[imlivinginyourtrashcan]

Hi hello and howdy

Since I can't contain my thoughts here's all the "Mirage" logicistics. Basically they either swap or enhance ones personality, heres a few examples:

Mirage Lenore is way more looney and impulsive, with a practically nonexistant off switch having to be dragged off screaming before she sets anything on fire, her group mainly sticks with her for fear of their own lives and she and Annabel are ALLOWED TO BE GAY!!! HOORAY!!! They still have the pretend to hate each other thing but thats mainly due to Annabel's paranoia

Mirage Duke is a shit magician who constantly looses parts of his tricks, he's also like WAYYY too overdramatic, the kinda mf to fall over if you steal his chip,

"MY CHIP!!"

"Its... its just a crisp.."

"I WAS GOING TO EAT THAT!"

"Oh my god..."

So yeah, pathetic cringefail looser LMFAO, but he is the kinda person to pull a "OMG MY BEST FRIEND! MOVE!" And shove whoever out of his way

Mirage Pluto is if you took a wet cat and made him a golden retriever. He's very hyperactive, social, easily distracted. Mf is like "wanna hear abt my hyperfixations?!" Talks and doesn't wait for an answer a neat thing i did with some characters Mirage's is i inverted stuff abt them like hair, emblems, all that. He still thinks M! Duke's magic is cool

Mirage Berenice is a feral little creature, constantly biting or nibbling on things (mainly Eulalies arm, or her own. I dont think chewlery exists in the victorian era). She's also the queen of being unhinged, in spectre form shes somewhat normal at least. For the most part she's in her own world

Mirage Eulalie is the mean autistic, less into creepy/old things n thinks their lame and/or weird. She's the one dragging Berenice around and keeping the gang from falling apart. Her and M! Morella really out here sharing the only group braincell, shes also blunt as fuck and wont hesitate to tell you you look bad. I wanted to lean more into the japanese part of her character so she just kinda- speaks more of it now (lol idk how else to explain it)

Mirage Morella, like M! Eulalie, is a mean autistic. She's less emotional, and more of "I dont give a damn just get me out of here.", sticks with whatever group she's feelin that day tbh. Won't tell you you look bad, will probably just call you a dumbass and leave

Mirage Annabel is kinda like regular Annabel but without the "Life is like chess" mentality. So more jumpy, kinda a walking talking mental breakdown waiting to happen. Excess paranoia and increase of hallucinations cus pookie and I decided we aren't giving her a break

Mirage Prospero is no longer fancy and polite, he is sopping wet germaphobic wet cat. He will go through great lengths to avoid disease, faints around blood and puke, screams at the sight of his own rats (or just rats/bugs in general), actively raising his and Annabel's blood pressure with how scardy he is.

Mirage Montresor is imo the funniest one cuz he's just a polite little gentleman, doin all the chivalry shit like opening doors, pushing chairs in and out, saying his pleases/thank yous/welcomes, he's even calling everyone "Sir" and "Ma'am". He's still an asshole, but you really gotta provoke him to see that

Tbh, I didn't think much abt Mirage Will since Will to me is kinda just there as Monty's lackey who gets kicked around. SO he's less of a pushover, more demanding, up and refuses what people tell him, bullies M! Monty, he tried bullying M! Ada and M! Morella but bro got his ass kicked. On top of it, he's unfortunately more sexist and stubborn. No more people pleasing ig 🤷‍♀️

Finally, Mirage Ada. What I wanted to do for her is have her be an absolute girlboss who is always serving 100% of the time. Everything she does is her choice and for her and her friends, and and and shes Aroace too, pretty chill when she has to reject someone just like:

"Hey i like u"

"Oh! I don't feel the same but we can still be friends?"

"Ok"

EPIC HIGH FIVE

She also beat M! Will up, good for her

So uh, yeah! Thats all i got. If you have questions, feel free to comment or ask in the askbox. :)

#nevermore webcomic #annabel lee webtoon #nevermore webtoon #lenore nevermore #lenore vandernacht #annabel lee whitlock #annabel lee nevermore #duke nevermore #pluto nevermore #eulalie nevermore #berenice nevermore #prospero nevermore #will nevermore #morella nevermore #nevermore fanfic

[tinkonka]

new temporary pinned post as im scrambling 4 the motivation to amke a rentry:

HI !! my name is Amber ! friends can call me ambie ambs amb watever :] 

my pronouns are hy/pom/spark and im a minor ! im a fictive of amber from gi (doubles i kindly ask u dni!) m also azazel and anzu kinashi irl :]

i am so normal about witch’s heart. ^_^ i have a tag for posting - #jordyn talks wh .. block it if u dont wish 2 see spoilers !!

standard dni applies! I have a hard time getting along w new people and sometimes we just dont mesh .. dont take it personally! The only thing i need tagged is eula being paired romantically w anyone but myself (please tag as #amber dont look)

i have a WONDERFUL QPP !! @holidaywithahobbyist my lovly qpp monty he is my world

i THINK THATS ABOUT IT :D Have a good one everybody. i am a british livin in australia so o/ i willl be on at weird times

[skipcount1]

orbeus!! hi hello how are you doing?? are u well?? is monty doing well?? i hope u are getting lots of sleep i keep on being offline at peak american hours so it feels like i haven't seen u in days and it's v sad :(( please rank ur top 5 best dream smp characters by who woukd be the worst to work w at ur job(s)?? or simply who would be the worst coworker :D only if u want to tho. i hope u have a wonderful saturday and sleep lord and drink water!!

asdlkfjasdlkj hi wiggles! i am okay monty is also okay. he is licking hsi face. montys okay but hs lost a bit of weight. his tummy pouch is smaller. gonna get him wet food. how are you?? you also better sleep well :knife:

the rest of this is under a read more bc at first i was like "damn man idfk" and then i got into it. warning for........ idk i think you can tell who i dislike LMAO

okay a: BUSSING

c!george, c!dream, c!skeppy, c!bad, c!sam, c!phil, c!techno

c!george or c!dream. c!george: i hate people who are late and/or lazy and i think he would be both. he'd disappear into the bathroom that i use and make it inaccessible for hours at a time. also if i wrangled him into bussing, he'd leave me the napkins. OR c!dream. i just. he has the vibes. i feel like he would do things but he'd just be.... repulsive. i think he'd feel like the entire thing was below him and make it my problem. i also think he'd intentionally walk in front of servers. neither of them would do their sidework.

c!phil. he would find it beneath him and he'd make it EVERYONE'S problem. he would do the work, but he'd also think he was better at it than me and could boss me around for it. he wouldn't do sidework and if was told to do sidework he'd tell me i was told to do it.

c!skeppy or c!techno. c!skeppy i have a gut feeling he'd make me do the most work. i cannot explain it. he wouldnt do his sidework. c!techno: similar to phil. finds it beneath him but does the work properly. absolutely thinks he's better than me. he would turn being the better busser into a competition which is why he's with skeppy and not phil, bc hed actully do his job well, but i would be stressed. i feel like he'd also insist on getting ME when a customer wants something.

c!bad. he just. he would do it wrong. i have a feeling deep in my soul that he would buss in a terribly inefficient way. i also think he'd hate dealing with the dirty things. he'd steal my title as ice champion. also i think he'd be scared of the buckets. i would like working with him as a person but hate him as a coworker.

c!sam. again. deep feeling in my soul. he would do it wrong and insist it was more efficient. he wouldn't sort the silverware.

hosting and utility

george, wilbur, technoblade, ranboo

c!george. see above. he'd insist on running expo and suck at it.

c!wilbur. stinky rat man. no one wants to walk into a restaurant and see a rotting jd kinnie. no one wants said jd kinnie to bring them their food or have their hands near the plates. also i think he'd bring politics into the kitchen and not let it go. he'd make me intensely uncomfortable.

c!dream. there are people involved with hosting and expo. he is not a great team player. also? look at that man and tell me he doesn't reek i dont want him near me or my sani buckets

c!ranboo or c!techno. ranboo: would forget everything. you need a mildly good memory to work expo. he'd send out orders wrong and we'd get yelled at for it. also i think he'd overseat servers on accident. c!techno just. i feel like he would tell peopel to leave if there was a wait lmao. also you gotta be loud to do expo. also i think he'd accidentally kill the cacti.

c!ponk. i love her but i think she'd drop everything all the time. like. drop a box while filling takeout and jsut go ".......YUP" and then we all get yelled at. also i think she'd HATE hosting with a passion. honestly would love to work with him tho he'd make hosting intersting lol

[dinosaurtsukki]

kuroo tetsurou + crack alphabet hc’s (A-Z)

A - Alphabet.  Do they actually know their abc's in order? Or do they have to sing the whole song to remember?

not only does he MEMORIZE the alphabet (big brain energy over here) he even has a good handle on how the letters are organized on those old, nokia phone keypads because he still owns a nokia phone

B - Boyband.  Any boybands that they’re secretly or not secretly a fan of?

he says he’s a fan of the Backstreet Boys but he only listens to ‘I Want it That Way’. once, he was talking to an Actual Fan and they asked him if they liked a particular album and kuroo just panicked and yelled ‘tELL ME WHY’

C - Crocs.  Would they wear them? What kind would they wear?

wears them for the specific reason that people hate them. he’ll take aesthetic ootd pics of him in leather jackets and tight jeans with thE UGLIEST PAIR OF CROCS YOU’VE EVER SEEN. he’ll even put his feet up in class to show of his ‘bad boys’

D - Dream. The weirdest, most disturbing dream that they had.  

he once dreamt that he was short, shorter than hinata, and playing during Nationals. kenma set the ball to him and when kuroo was about to jump, he realized that the volleyball was actually a pokeball. he woke up screaming and crying about the pokeball being a void of nothingness.

E - Existential Crisis.  What caused it? What do they do during this crisis?

it happened during his first day studying biochemistry. the professor put up a documentary about the origins of life. kuroo stood up in the middle of the class and said ‘everything’s?? chemicals??’ and left, looking absolutely distraught

F - Fried.  A cooking disaster that they somehow caused.

it was an honest mistake of accidentally rubbing his eyes while chopping chilies. kenma walked in on kuroo with his face dunked in a bowl of milk and said ‘ew, you put the milk first?’

G - Good Morning. What actually wakes them up in the morning?

their Limited Edition Spongebob Squarepants wristwatch that he got in a mcdonald’s happy meal when he was ten

H - Height. What i think their actual height should be.

*looks up appx. thickness of paper money*

*looks up kuroo’s height*

*does math*

his height is $17,210 dollars

I - ...Interesting. Something they came across on the internet that made them delve into a bit too deeply.

he was looking up funny halloween costumes to send as gag gifts to bokuto and kenma and after more than a few clicks, he came across ‘sexy sesame street costumes’ and hasn’t looked at cookie monster the same ever again

J - Joker. I pick one of the weird, out-of-context images I have saved on my phone to describe them.

K - Karaoke. How they act in a karaoke bar.

he doesn’t give the songbook a second glance and keys ‘8008185′ in the machine and sings whichever song comes up. kenma shakes his head at him in the background.

L - Liquor. The dumbest thing they did when they got drunk

this guy was day-drinking and decided to take his binoculars (HE DOESN’T USE IT FOR THAT HE JUST THINKS THEY LOOK COOL) and stare directly at the sun

M - Math. Are they absolute brain lords at math or do they use calculators for basic addition?

his Big Brain is very good for multi-purpose use. he actually plays with his calculator after he finishes his exams. you think he’s checking his answers? no, he’s trying to make a cat face.

N - Neurons. How many brain cells do they actually have?

he has a fuck ton of brain cells and they’re always having an orgy so he experiences critical thinking 24/7

O - Oops. Their brain cells didn't quite connect and they ended up doing this.

okay, maybe the orgy doesn’t happen 24/7. during his small lapse in judgement, kuroo accidentally sent his professor his shopping list that was full of Items he and bokuto were using for a prank (his professor ended up recommending him a better brand of shaving cream)

P - Pictionary. How would they do in a Pictionary game?

the only things he can draw well are diagrams of molecules. he’ll fill the paper or board with hexagons and lines before anyone could guess that he’s drawing a chocolate-chip cookie

Q - Quote. What quote would they have on their yearbooks?

“my hair doesn’t fit in the frame, does it?” - kuroo tetsurou

R - Repeat. What song is on repeat in their heads 100% of the time?

The Periodic Table Song

S - Soccer. As volleyball players, how well would they fare in a soccer game? (Also, would they even call it soccer??)

kuroo actually mixed up american football and soccer. the soccer ball would be sailing at him at full speed and kuroo will just be mesmerized about how an entire spherical surface could be filled with black and white hexagons

T - Twilight. What did they do during their Twilight phase?

kuroo’s tumblr blog when he was 13: 

one day, jacob brouhgt u to the doctor for ur surjery. ‘jacob, im scared’ u looked at him with tears in ur eyes. ‘dont be scared, i will be here after’ he told u, staring at ur e/c orbs. u went to the surjery and then came out. ‘jacob where are u?’ u said. the doctor looked at u sadly. ‘who do u think gave u ur heart?’

U - Until now... What did they not know until now?

that Hollywood is not a US state

V - Video. Someone took a video of them doing this to blackmail them. What was it?

him slicking his hair down in front of the mirror just to see how he would look like with slicked-down hair

W - Wake me up. Are they a  ‘wake me up inside’, ‘before you go go’, or ‘when september ends’ kind of person?

WAKE ME UP BEFORE YOU GO GO

X - X marks the spot. Which spot are they ticklish?

his kneecaps. like, just run your fingernails over them and he’ll slap your hand away

Y - You're/Your. Are they a grammar nazi? How do they type their messages when talking to people online/making posts?

he’ll misspell things and the only punctuation he’d use are exclamation points just to piss off whoever he’s talking to and see just how far he could take things

Z - Zoinks. Weird catchphrase that their friends remember them for.

“it started out with a fish, how did it end up like this?” 

taglist that i forgot to add lskjga (still open to anyone who wants in!): @montys-chaos​ @miyumtwins​ @strawberriimilkshake​ @pocubo​ @sugawara-sweetheart@akaashisbabydoll @laure-chan@therainroguefanfiction@atetiffdoesart@stephdaninja@oikaw-ugh @charliefredb @dramaqueenweeb1469@tremblinghearts @applepienation @doodleniella​

#haikyuu!! #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo crack alphabet hc's #haikyuu!! crack alphabet #haikyuu!! headcanons #kuroo

[sweet-slashers]

Turn -Thomas hewitt in a nice black suit with leather gloves the rings are on one hand sitting on a nice chair (looking royal type ones) giving a 'come here look' - into something more please dont drop that and expect me to be satisfied u wouldn't give a starving person a sample 🖤🖤🖤

little scenario but different

so Thomas and you went to the abandoned thrift store in town as things been quite well lately , you found some fruit and vegetable seeds , so you decided to grow them in the field after a few months or a year , they grew and were fresh to sell at the family gas station. The money started to pour in and there’s been a few new things to get at the next town. everyday seem like a good day and yes the hunt was still going on.

you managed to get few bags of clothes , some jewelry and other stuff that look still nice. After going thru the bags you found some clothes that fit thomas even a nice fancy looking suit it was all black and felt nice sliky type. Hoyt seem pretty easy on thomas along with monty , luda mae been making new recipes for breakfast , lunch and dinner lately. everything was going so well as one day thomas and you had the whole house for yourselves. 

you were curious what the suit would look like on thomas as you ask if he wanted to try it out which he agreed to but felt worried if it wouldn’t fit him , but it did as thomas look at it from the mirror than tried on the gloves that came with the suit. 

“woah thomas..you look so..hot!” you cover your mouth as thomas look confused on what you said as he didn’t believe it but you said it again “i m-mean it , thomas”. Thomas can see you meant it as he saw how you look away and red in the face , with that look thomas made a grin behind his mask. (he’s a teaser for this moment!)

Thomas would brush back his hair as that only made it worse for you , you felt the blood rushing in your body and heat forming up inside. Thomas can see it now in a way as thomas put on his rings again.

that was it for you as you wanted thomas now than never as he look like one of those handsome boss men in suits for a company..you decided to try out foreplay with him.

you spoke shyly “i-is there anything you want sir?” , thomas turn to you confused but sees your eyes and now he knew what it meant as he played along to the act there. Thomas made his finger to a ‘come here look’ motion with his eyes that said the same thing as he sat on a lounge chair that look fancy with colors gold and red , it was comfortable and smooth too.

Thomas watch you sat on his lap as he place his hand with rings on your chin as his eyes gave a look meaning (”what can daddy do you for?”)

#slashers x reader #slasher imagines #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #I'm dying here! AHHHHH THOMAS WHY MUST YOU BE HANDSOME!

[ryoceann]

Walker- 1x04 ~spoilers~

I know i’ve said this a dozen times...but Walker just keeps getting better and better and better! With every. single. episode. I loved everything about this episode so much and again! Jared live-tweeting it was the best!!! I watched this episode at 3 am lats night again help.

~spoilers~ last warning!!!

OK SO CRDIREZ BEAUTY EPISODE!!! YES! I loved loved loved loved the development of their friendship in this episode SO MUCH! 

First scene Cordirez and them badass rangers catching bad guys together YES!!! Walker trying to find out Micki’s middle name is so cute pls. 

I really enjoyed the case they worked here as well. It was both deep and emotional and that twist! YEPPPP SIGN ME UP.

THE BAR SCENE WITH WALKER AND MICKI. AGAIN THEIR FRIENDSHIP! The episode title fit so well here and I’m glad Micki and Walker have really reached a good understanding on a friend and partner level. THEY\RE THE CUTEST PLEASE I LOVE THEM. 

‘‘walker where’s my drink’‘ ok every word micki and cordell exchanged with each other was the best??? 

WALKER AND HIS KIDS AND BROTHER UNPACKING TOGETHER!!! I asolutely adore their relatioship. AUGUST IN THAT BLUE HAIR AND SUNGLASSES DHJHHF AUGUST I FUCKING LOVE YOU CAN I ADOPT YOU.

I really adored the tiny exchange between Stella and Walker. Speaks volumes of how much they’ve progressed since the pilot. Walker and Stella’s dynamic I ADORE so seeing them at really good terms is just beautiful.

Annnddd now August is being the rebellious kid. 

I’m glad they brought up Belle’s case here as well bc i thought they’d completely overshadowed it. STELLA AND BELLE ARE SO CUTE! I WANT SO MUCH MORE OF THEM

OK NOW IK I SHIP CORDIREZ TOO BUT I SHIP TRICKI TOO. GOD.

They are so so so CUTE WITH EACH OTHER AND TREY IS JUST THE BEST I LOVE HIMMMM. 

Micki is such an epic artist??? HOLY SHIT GIRL HOW MUCH TALENT DO YOU HAVE HIDDEN IN THERE.

Micki and Walker working the case ‘off the books’! YES PARTNERS IN CRIME. or well soving crime. i didn’t like monty shaw too much anyways...idk bad vibes. WALKER DEFENDING MICKI AND SAYING SHE CAN FEND FOR HERSELF. I COMBUSTED.

THE CORPSE LADY WAS THE SAME ONE FROM SUPERNATURAL’S NIGHTMARE 1X14. HOLY SHIT.

*sigh* The Harlan Family. Classic Rich People.

‘‘can we keep this one off the books’‘ ‘‘OFF THE BOOKS???’‘ ‘‘are you kidding me off the books is my middle name. Just kidding it’s Beauregard what’s yours’‘ HHAHAH NICE TRY WALKER I LAUGHED SO HARD THEY’RE ADORABLE.

Cordell Beauregard Walker- such a fucking handful!

THE INTERROGATION SCENE. WHEN THAT GIRL WINKED AT WALKER AND HE JUST FLINCHED AND TURNED AROUND LMAO. WALKER WHAT HAVENT U HAD PPL HIT ON U BEFORE.

‘‘You got it ranger rick!’‘ PLSJJCDDFJFD. ‘‘that was so satisfying’‘ same micki same.

‘MICHELLE FLORIANA’‘ WOW??? I LOVE IT.

ALSO MUSKRAT! ADORABLE SO ADORABLE I WANT CORDELL TO CALL MICKI MUSKRAT ALL THE DAMN TIME.

‘‘on a scale from micki to muskrat where am i’‘ ‘‘floriana’‘ THAT LOOK THO.  HSHSHSHS DONT WORRY WALKER YOU’LL GET THERE.

-I love how this show is really taking the time to address the difficulties someone like Micki- A Female Latina would go through- the sexism, blatant disrespect and disregard. Micki’s character is also something that’s very well written and acted(Lindsey ily) and portrayed extremely well. One of my favorite things about Walker is how he really trusts Micki, views her as an equal, and wants to earn her trust, not demand it. It’s perfect(cordirez breakdown time). Micki is also slowly letting her fences down around him and it’s a huge and very delightful to see step. I love and adore their friendship and chemistry so much. 

MICKI SPEAKING IN SPANISH IS AN OFFICIAL TURN ON FOR ME BYE.

ALL OF THEM SOLVING THE CASE TOGETHER!!! NOT JUST CORDIREZ BUT TREY TOO! WALKER AND TREY MEETING TOGETHER WHEN.

Trey is such an amazing boyfriend truly! THE TOWEL ON HIS SHOULDERS DJSFDJFD AND AH THE COMIC MICKI DREW??/ ADORABLE. Also love how encouraging and supportive Trey is. The men in this show are the best.

LIAM AND WALKER SCENE. I love their dynamic too and i wanna see moreee. Also more micki and liam scenes yes please.

‘‘thanks brother very supportive’‘ i sobbed when he called him brother. i just. *screams*

Ok so Abby and Bonham really had a bad falling out huh. Abby was in an affair with someone who still misses her??? Damn, can’t wait to see how this one progresses. ALSO WALKER FINDING THAT LETTER FROM GARY TO ABBY IN THE BASEMENT I FREAKEDDD,

THE ADDRESS. ON THE LETTER. IS THE SAME. AS THE LOCATION. OF JENSEN’S BREWERY. THE SAME BREWERY. WHO’S FIRST KEG OF BEER. WAS GIVEN TO JARED. BY JENSEN. ON HIS BIRTHDAY. HELP. HELP. HELP. NOT ME HAVING A J2 BREAKDOWN IN THE MIDST OF A WALKER EP AT 5 AM IN THE MORNING.

Aight so August and Ruby is a biG NO OK. Like idk idk idk just idk.

WALKER HAD AN AFFAIR(after emily so ok but still) WITH SOMEONE ELSE WHILE UNDERCOVER??? WAS IT JUST UNDERCOVER OR REAL??? I NEED ANSWERS STAT.

THE PHONE THAT WALKER HAD. ONE OF THE CONTACTS WAS WINCHESTER AUTO. W I N C H E S T E R  A U T O. Jensen coming to the show owning this shop and Walker going to him to get his car fixed when Jared Padalecki.

MICKI AND CORDELL(AND TREY!) SOLVING THE CASE TOGETHER!!!

‘‘micki gives a play by play of the security footage’‘ ‘‘we’re watching the same thing micki’‘ *bitchface* PLS I LOVE THEM.

Holy shit Mrs. Harlan having an affair with Monty??? ENZO BEING BOB’S SON??? HOT DAMN THE CASE CONTINUES. Again. LOVE THE WORK/FAMILY BALANCE.

OK OK SO THE SCENE IN WHICH MICKI AND WALKER CONFRONT SHAW AND THE LOOKS THEY GIVE EACH OTHER BEFORE MICKI GETS IN THE CAR WITH SHAW WHEN THE MUSIC STARTS PLAYING!!! YES. YES. MY SOULFOOD.

I loved the way they worked it out. Phonecall, recording everything, THEM PARTNERING AND WORKING IT OUT SO BEAUTIFULLY I NEED SO MANY MORE CORDIREZ CENTRIC EPS YALL DONT EVEN KNOW.

‘‘walker! bulldog it!!’‘ HSHJDSHDSJ YES.

PLS I SCREAMED WHEN SHAW PULLED THE GUN ON MICKI.

BUT SHE IS SUCH A FUCKING QUEEN BADASS I LOVE HER.

Success!!!! The Micki and Walker and Larry scene at the end was so cute! I like how they’re actually invested in their jobs and want to do good it’s so heartwarming.

WALKER CALLING TREY TO FIND OUT MICKI’S FAV THINGS!!! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH! Also I genuinely love that Trey wasn’t weirded out by it or jealous or anything.  Can’t wait to see them interact I NEED IT!.

‘‘thanks for believing in me’‘ ‘‘i didnt. i trusted you.’’ HELP STOP MY FEELS.

‘‘thanks beau’‘ don’t mention it flor’‘ I DIED I DIED I DIED. MICKI AND WALKER I LOVE YOU. JKSJD MICKI WARMING UP TO THE MIDDLE NAME. THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS THE BEST.

That last scene with Walker and his mom was so touching. Walker’s relationship with his parents is so sweet. His mom hugging him and comforting him when Walker said he missed emily so much *cries* I just wanna hold him please. 

August being worried for his father’s happiness I JUST. YOU SWEET BOY. I really think messaging Twyla was a baaaaddd move though.

WALKER AND AUGUST SELFIE. The way Walker so easily just picked his son and brought him to him, made him family photographer and that scene. THE BEST. 

I genuinely don’t think anything happened between Twyla and Walker. But we’ll have to see.

oKAY SO. Captain James??? It’s just an on and off thing. Do I trust him? Do i don’t? Why did he take those surveillance vids out??? I trust Liam with it and i’m glad he’s looking into it and all. Hopefully it doesn’t backfire badly. I have a very bad feeling that James had something to do with Emily’s death.

THAT STELLA AND BELLE INTERACTION. SO CUTE. Stella giving that jar of jame to try and make up and Belle being all cute and funny I love them. For a sec i was so scared Belle might yell at her but I’m very happy to see that they’re going strong despite all the circumstances- Belle’s parent’s deportation.

ALSO TREVOR IS SO HOT??? I like him and Stella they’re cute. Stella so obviously has a huge crush on him and they ride horses so well together. HHAHAHAH THAT DANCE STELLA DID WHEN HE FOLLOWED HER ON INSTA. SO RELATABLE.

The last Tricki scene mY HEART. ‘’you wanted a hero so you drew one. then you became one’’ Micki is going to be such an inspiration I love her. And the way they interacted, Trey getting a job!!! And Micki’s excitement, THEIR HUG!!! ‘’hugging is one of my superpowers’’ TREY BARNETT I LOVE YOU.

THAT LAST SCENE WHY LEAVE IT LIKE THIS. WHAT IS HAPPENING WHY DOES WALKER OR DUKE APPARENTLY HAVE TO GO BACK.

Anyways! As you can see the entire episode was so enjoyable and I loved it. The best part of this was definitely the Cordirez friendship development and i cannot wait to see where it goes from here!

Speculation/Thoughts for Episode 5:- So it’s for sure that Walker is going back undercover as Duke who’s a baseball...person? Idk he was wearing a baseball hat so :) Walker’s past is now very much mixed in with his present and I AM SCARED. What he’s doing is yet to be revealed but Tywla is coming back and that will just. mess. things. up. The scene in which Walker is yelling at August GOD SO NOT READY FOR THAT. It feels like him and his kids might go back to how they were before. I really don’t want that to happen. Also why am I expecting a major cliffhanger. 

HEY BUT THERE’S SHIRTLESS WALKER AND! MICKI RIDING THAT MECHANICAL HORSE IN A BAR OR SMTH AND MORE INSIGHT INTO WHAT TREY IS DOING SO IM VERY EXCITED ABOUT THAT.

And it’s going on hiatus. Idk how to deal with that. :(

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[angelicichor]

Hi! I wanted to ask Thomas protecting his s/o from their family member that wants to take the s/o away? If it's confusing sorry, feel free to do this with other slashers as well! Thank u! :)

GOSH yes, definitely, it ain’t confusing at all either, don’t worry ♥♥

This came out a bit long but hope you enjoy! I only did Thomas though because this is more of a ficlet this time!

TW: Abusive parents.

Come home

Christmas has already passed three days ago, but the old farm house was still uncharacteristically empty, Charlie having left with Luda Mae and Monty to visit some relatives in a different part of Texas, his cousins, from what you understood, but honestly didn’t care that much, too focused on helping Luda prepare gingerbread men for the occasion, sneaking away one or two of the already prepared ones while doing so, making it three with a coy smile.

They’ve warned you that while they’re going for the eve, the stay may prolong and that they trusted you and Thomas to look over the house while they were gone, leaving you with few simple rules: No ransacking Charlie’s alcohol cabinet, no rough housing in the living room and under no circumstances let anyone in. The last one would seem a bit childish at first and you were almost offended that Luda Mae though so little of you, but sure enough that was an important thing to remember.

The last haul was 2 days ago, a big one at that, some of the ‘meat’ still hanging on the hooks, seeing as Tommy had very little time to chop it up and stash it in the freezer with all the holiday preparations the family forced him to help with. Charlie even took him on a 7 hour ride to pick up a GOD DAMNED CHRISTMAS TREE, because he wanted a big one”, he said, and sure enough, that thing was humongous, towering over everything and everyone, even the giant of the house himself, which honestly seemed to make Tommy a bit happy. Finally, something that he had to look up at, not bend his head uncomfortably! 

With that and many other distractions the big guy now had to hurriedly work on the corpses downstairs, while you remained on the old couch, watching a re-run of some dumb romance comedy that you knew Luda would’ve loved if she stayed home.

Your brain was shutting down slowly, not accepting any of the information that the TV screen tried to convey, except for the soft, humming music that soon had your eyes closing on themselves and your whole body relaxing, slowly falling asleep.

Yet you didn’t hit that sweet slumber, as a sharp knock on the old, wooden front doors shook you awake. Imminently you were wide awake and trying to look out the window to catch the glimpse of your visitors, sincerely hoping it was Charlie and the gang coming back with leftover food and gifts for you and Tommy, but his old sheriff’s car was nowhere to be found and you knew they left in that instead of the old pick-up still standing in your front yard.

Still, you could see a pair of headlights shining somewhere to the left, but just right out of your cone of vision, so you called out, hoping for the best. “Charlie? That you?” Slowly you stepped towards the door, wishing the peep hole was actually functioning, but after one of the victims got smashed right on top of it all you could make out were cracks and smudges. Your eyes caught a glimpse of Charlie’s six-shooter and you hesitated, but decided not to grab it, hoping Thomas would hear you if anything happened. He always did.

Yet, as finally the person behind the door answered, your hand froze on the old lock, unable to turn it.

“(Y/N)? Baby? So you ARE here? Please open!” You listened and tried to convince yourself this couldn’t be true. “Please! Momma missed you, my little baby.” It was the voice of your mother, that always fretting sound that you haven’t heard in about a year and then some, but if she was there…

“Mom?! Oh God, what are you doing here?! Is…” your breath shook slightly, unwilling to continue, but still you did. “Is Dad with you?” You asked, but she didn’t answer, which made the situation clear to you. “You can’t be here.” you hissed.“Baby please, we both missed you during Christmas!” she pleaded, fear rising in her tone and making your anxiety rise as well, he had to be close by. “Please, come home! This vacation is taking way too long and you didn’t even call us! We were worried sick!” she cried behind the wood, making you sulk down, eyes shifting between the floorboards and the entrance. “Please, open the door, sweetheart, let me see your pretty face…” your mother begged and for a moment your body moved on it’s own in fearful obedience, undoing the first lock, but the second one remained, some of your awareness slipping back.

“No… No Mom, I’m not going back! I’m happy here!” you replied, trying to control the shaking in your voice, but soon you were sweating cold, hearing a pair of boots stomp closer, too heavy to be your mother’s. “Oh no…” you whispered. “No no no…” a quiet panic that they couldn’t hear.

The knocking turned to loud banging and surely enough THAT man spoke.

“OPEN THE DOOR, (Y/N).” Your father demanded and his voice made your heart run, remembering why you wanted to leave your house in the first place. “THERE’S WORK TO BE DONE AT HOME AND WE DON’T HAVE TIME FOR YOU TO BE RUNNIN’ WITH SOME GOOD FOR NOTHIN’!” He added in that same, enraged voice and you gulped, before answering him, voice shaking.

“NO! Dad, I’m never coming back! I dont WANT to coma back! Just… Just leave me alone!” The rhythm of your heart was irregular and you backed away from the wall, hoping that they understood and would just leave you alone, your terrified soul wishing this could be the truth, but it wasn’t.

“Fine.” Your father spoke, quietly now, but you lived with him long enough to know what was about to happen and you whimpered the second his leg hit the door, making the lock rattle. “IF YOU’RE GOING TO BE A SELFISH BRAT, THEN I’M GOING TO OPEN IT MYSELF!” he threatened and sure enough another hit landed on the door, making you scream shortly.“Dad no!! The people who live here will be mad!” You tried to reason with him.“SHUT UP!” he growled back and your eyes watered, noticing the lock bend slightly, your body hesitating to do anything. Another hit and two bolt flew off, your body filling with adrenaline as you turned towards where the gun you saw was and for a moment your mind went blank, still you bolted towards the weapon just as the door was kicked open, the old, rusted lock finally giving in.

Your hands finally grabbed the cold metal and with both of them you held it up, one finger on the trigger. It was unlocked, Charlie never bothered to check the safety on his guns, that man was too lazy to do almost anything.

The man that you called your father was slowly stepping inside the house, giving it a watchful look, before his eyes focused on you, brows furrowing with pure hatred, giving you an expression that a parent never should show his child. His eyes flickered between you and the gun, making him huff a laughter.“And what in the fuck do ya think you’re doing, ya brat?” he asked, but you stood still, with focused eyes.“Dad... this is NOT your house, leave!” you pressed, feeling your hands shake and he definitely noticed that, rushing towards you, making you shoot in panic and miss. With a harsh slap you were forced to drop the weapon and struggle against his grip.“You would shoot yer own blood?!” He raged, rising a hand and giving your cheek a solid slap that you’d fall from if not for his hand holding your wrist in an iron grip. “Ya fucking bitch! You’re coming home RIGHT THIS FUCKING INSTANT AND I AIN’T HEARING ANY MORE COMPLAININ’ YA HEAR?!” you shivered, trying to straighten up, but his shakes didn’t make it easy.“No...” you whispered defiantly, making his brows furrow once more.“What didya say? Don’t make me take off the belt, ya stupid bitch.” he threatened and you whimpered, but sure enough you met his eyes and screamed right in his face.“NO! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!” your boot met his with a slam and he let you go to bend down to his aching foot with a hiss, so you turned to run, doing the only thing you thought reasonable right now. “THOMAS!! TOMMY HELP!!” you cried into the house, shrieking as you felt your scalp burning with the pain of pulled hair. “You stupid brat! How dare you hit your father!” he growled at you, yanking your hair and making you scream, pulling towards the exit, but as you cried, screamed and kicked, trying to fight your parent’s grasp, neither him nor your mother heard the heavy boots rushing behind them, until the door was slammed.

And everyone stopped. All went quiet, except the heavy breath of the house’s monster, muffled be the dark leather covering his face, but only slightly.“Oh, oh my gosh.” your mother spoke first, being the closest to the giant and fearing his imposing threat the hardest as she backed into a wall, moving out of his way.  Thomas ignored her completely, brain tunneling onto your father, seeing only you, your hair being pulled and his face, his vision filling red as the hold on his cleaver tightened, knuckles going white. If he knew what was happening, he’d make sure to bring the chainsaw.

The chainsaw makes them scream louder.

With three huge steps the Butcher was right before your father, who let your hair go in shock of the man’s size, eyeing him from toes to top of his head, barely reaching Tommy’s neck with the end of his own. The older man opened his mouth to speak, but before he could Thomas’s palm grabbed his jaw, slamming him into the stairs and you swore you head a small crack of your father’s lower jaw getting dislocated. The cleaver rose in air, ready to strike, snapping you awake. “Tommy, no!! That’s my dad!” you screamed and the giant shook, turning to you rapidly with a shocked look in his eyes, letting the old bastard go, his body rolling onto the floor, groaning in pain and holding his jaw in terror, yup, dislocated for sure and a few teeth lost as well.

The brown of Thomas’s eyes and his pointing finger shifting between you and your father screamed confusion, unable to process how THIS could be your family, even if now he noticed how your hair spun in a similar way to your mother’s and how her eyes reminded him of yours, but yours were kinder, lovelier and hers were cold and tired. 

His hands reached towards your face, the coldness of the cleaver pressing lightly against your ear, making you shiver and move it away carefully and he threw it to the ground in understanding, checking you for injuries, frowning at the swelling redness of your cheek, his eyes asking you to let him punish the man, his gripping hands begging to make him pay, but you shook your head. No, they were family and even if there were horrible people, they used to be dear to you when you were younger and some of that love still stayed deep in your heart.

“Gof damif (Y/N)! Whaf we fuk is wif what animal?!” Of course your father wouldn’t let it be easy, even with a shifted jaw, slurring. Even more so with his idiotic luck he had managed to stumble upon Thomas’ second most hated word to describe him, making his whole body tense up, the pressure on your shoulders intensifying to dangerous levels, your brain panicking as the behemoth turned himself slowly to face your parents. 

Your hand shoot up to his masked face, eyes begging for him to let it go, just this once and he whined, his body just pleading for you to let him destroy this man, make him into minced meat, add him to the list of things he had to put in the freezer tonight, for you to stop seeing him as a human and let him do his job, they’ve been intruding after all.

“Mom, take dad out of this house... please.” You begged the woman and she gave you a hateful look in return, unable to believe that you would hold so dearly a man that had attacked your father, but once her eyes met with Thomas’ flaring rage, she trembled and averted her hate, helping the damaged man to his feet.

He wasn’t done though.

“Ya braf!! I’ll be baf! Yure comin hom vewer you like it or noff!” he spat and that made you halt, finding the courage to step forward and pick up the gun lying on the floor, looking it over, checking the stock, then aiming it towards him and he was silent.

“I’ll say it again, father. You’re trespassing on private property, get out now or neither of us will hesitate to get you out, be it on foot or in a plastic bag.” there was courage in those words, something you always lacked when faced with this man, but this time you could speak, you weren’t alone, with Thomas standing firm behind you, glaring daggers at your father, who groaned in pain as his feet straightened on the wood beneath him, the gun following the rise of his head.And the moment he looked at your hand, holding the weapon you smiled happily, remembering one thing, the act that the family kept up and the two people in front of you weren’t aware of. “And don’t try calling the law, pa. Tommy’s daddy is a sheriff.” Ya laughed, surprised to feel Thomas rumble a low laugh behind you, letting himself bend over and lay his forearms on your shoulders, his weight making you uneven for a second, but you let him stay like that as you watched your parents spit curses under their breaths as they left you alone with your man.

And so you looked to him, with a warm to your smile, nuzzling to his cheek and letting him straighten, your hands finding his and swaying them slowly. “Thank you for breaking his jaw, Tommy. He deserved that.” you laughed and he nodded, his chest swelling with pride, before pulling you in a hug that you gladly accepted. “Say...” you started and he hummed in question, pressing his lips against the top of your head. “Wanna watch some crappy love dramas with me while we eat all the leftover cookies and drink Charlie’s Whiskey?” Your question made him laugh again and you loved how this made you move with him, up and down in a happy sigh. He let you go, only to lift you onto his chest, letting your legs straddle his waist and when you looked him in the eyes he nodded happily.

Sure, that sounded fun.

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[scottfuckingreed]

No - Montgomery De La Cruz

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ANONYMOUS SAID: “can u write a Monty imagine where the reader is friends with all the boys like Jeff, Justin and them & she is warning Montgomery about Bryce after a comment he makes? xxx’

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Warnings!: Swearing, sexual talk and Bryce being Bryce (yuck)

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Summary: although it is unknown to their friends, you and Monty are in a committed relationship. Things take a turn when you and Bryce are left alone at his house

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“You’re such a dickhead!” Jeff shouts towards Justin and throws a chip at him over the table. This kind of sums up most of our lunches. It’s a routine almost. We sit in the exact same places, talk about pretty much the same things, and act the way we always do. It’s only ever subtle changes that happen. A hand lands on the patch of bare skin just above my thigh, but I don’t even flinch. No one can see it. Monty and I are very low key. It’s better this way. I know he’s mine, and he knows that if he looks anywhere else I’ll cut his dick off. So we’re VERY much on the same page about everything. No one else has to know, just as long as we do.

I drive myself to Bryce’s house for a typical hand out with the usuals. I see them all sprawled out across his room, smoking all the shit in the bong. Everyone has their eyes fixed on the game going on the tv between Zach and Justin. It may sound boring, but the shit - and it is utter shit - that comes out of these boys when they’re playing is too funny to miss. I lay eyes on Monty. I’d love to go and cuddle with him OBVIOUSLY but that can’t happen. I don’t know why it can’t, but I know it can’t. We lock eyes. It feels like minutes before we look away, but I know it’s only a split second before he blinks away. “I’m getting a drink, anyone want one?” He asks as he pushes himself out of the bright blue bean bag. Almost half the boys say ‘ah yeah’, which is perfect for me really. “Jesus Christ guys I’m not a fucking God y’know!” I grunts at the response. I mean... I personally disagree but I’d never tell him that. “I’ll help you,” I laugh.

We get to Bryce’s kitchen, and I get lifted onto the counter almost instantly. Our lips connect and I pull him as close to me as I possibly can. My legs wrap fully around him. I imagine they look pretzel shaped if you looked from behind. Unfortunately his kitchen is very open and we’d get caught very easily. A little make out wasn’t enough, but I guess it’ll do for now. “I missed you,” he mumbles before placing one last peck on my lips. If he said any of the shit he says to me in front of any the boys he would get SLAUGHTERED - let alone Bryce. It makes these moments even more special. I know he’s only like this with me. “Tell me about it,” he pulls away fully and goes towards the fridge. Monty comes back with four beers and places them in my lap. “That’s cold,” I moan and hurry them onto the counter. I see a smirk form in the corner of my eye. “What’s that for Cruz?” I lightly tap him with my foot. He pauses, before coming over to me with his four cans. Leaning in towards my ear, he begins to whisper. “I just think you should save that moaning for later.” Fuck.

“Honestly... Fuck you!” I shout as Jeff absolutely obliterates me. “I’m on your team!” I add as I lift my leg to kick him. He grabs my leg with his right hand and twists me playfully. I scream, which makes him do it more. I suddenly start to feel eyes burning in the side of my head. I continue messing around with Jeff because I’m probably over reacting, but I hear a cough behind me. “I think I’m gonna take off,” Monty stands up. Jeff stops, allowing me to sit up and look at him. I feel restricted from saying anything in case it makes it obvious. “Come on Cruz, it’s only 8!” Bryce throws a screwed up empty can of beer at him. “Sorry man, I’ll see you tomorrow.” And he leaves.

Running after Monty would just scream desperate and relationship so I don’t bother, but know that it’s all I wanted to do. If I wasn’t such good friends with these guys it would’ve been a no brainer. The stupid gaming goes on for hours, which causes both arguments and physical fights. I think everyone knew that it was time to finish. As people start leaving, it feels more and more calm and normal. It always feels like there’s hundred of us, although it’s 12 people at the most. Sometimes it’s nice to just be at 0. Not 100.

Pretty soon after people start leaving it’s just me and Bryce. We’ve known each other for what seems like forever, but we were never really ‘close’ until maybe a year or two ago. I feel like I know him, but he’s always been a closed book. But maybe that’s just me. Either way, I don’t think we’ve ever hung out just the two of us. “When do your parents come back?” I ask as I help clean up all the mess. “Tomorrow maybe. Who knows?” He laughs. I go into the kitchen to throw the cans in the bin, but when I turn around Bryce is right in front of my face. “Woah,” I laugh uncomfortably. My hand goes to his chest to push him back slightly to get past. “Y/N,” he says calmly. I say nothing and just turn back around. His energy is a lot different to how I’ve ever experienced it, so I’m unsure of what to do. I watch as he takes steps towards me, and the vibe I get from the situation is just... I can’t really describe it. It’s just negative.

One second he’s across the kitchen, next there’s hardly any space between us. I desperately want to move, but my back lays flat against the back wall. The feeling is indescribable. I don’t know why I feel so... weird..? about this whole thing. I’ve never seen him like this before. His hand lifts, making me stiffen up as he brings it to brush a piece of hair behind my ear. ‘I’m with Monty’ wouldn’t even come out of my mouth even if I wanted it do. “Bryce I-“ a fingertip that slightly circles the outside of my thigh silences me. “No I-“ and he doesn’t acknowledge, just continues. He’s stronger than me. He’s bigger than me. I begin to go into panic mode - but that just comes across as a frozen statue. “Don’t kid yourself Y/N,” he leans down and whispers in my right ear. Every hair across my skins stands tall. “Bryce- no- I.” I try forming a sentence in my brain, but they come out jumbled. His lips lower to my neck as I feel his finger slip up my shorts. I dont know where this strength comes from, but I push as hard as I can. He falls onto the ground, almost hitting his head on some cabinets. Almost. “Fuck Y/N!” I rush to grab my jacket, wanting to literally crawl up and die right about now. “You act as if you haven’t fucked half the baseball team.” I hear as I open the door. And a final “SLUT” as I slam it.

I drive out of his ground. Feeling completely numb, I stop driving pretty much as soon as I’m away. Words I’ve heard other girls scream about Bryce just rush through my head. I ignored those girls. I never thought twice about Bryce’s character, but I should have! The vile and sickening shit things they had to say about him was true... and I didn’t do anything about it. All I want to do is call Monty, so I do exactly that. It rings and it rings and it rings. I try at least 5 times but he cuts it short. I slam my hands on the wheel in frustration. Why didn’t I just leave when he did?

The next day

Guilty. The last feeling I thought I’d feel this morning. I feel guilty that I didn’t run after Monty. I feel guilty that I now have to tell Monty about what happened. I even feel fucking guilty about what Bryce did. He didn’t understand no. He assaulted me, and I feel guilty. Fuck feeling guilty. But it’s all I feel. Other wise I’m numb. Completely numb. I didn’t sleep last night, just cried and stared at my ceiling. Then the wall. Even out the window. I kept telling myself that it could’ve been worse. And it could’ve been! But playing last night through in my head on loop just made it sound worse, and then better, but it’s not getting better. I found myself making excuses for him, that maybe I gave him the wrong message. Maybe I did. Did I flirt with him? Did I give him a look?

I roll over to my phone which was centimetres from my head. My silenced phone must’ve been buzzing. Me and my running brain did hear a thing. I see two missed calls and a text from Monty. The text reads ‘Sorry I was in the shower, is everything okay?’ with a heart on the end. Part of me wants to be angry with him for not being there and leaving me. How can I though? I should’ve left with him. I should’ve ran after him.

It’s actually only 7:30 so unfortunately I haven’t missed any of school at all. Nowhere near. I don’t wanna go. I don’t think I can. I don’t know how to act. Just as I roll over and bury myself under the covers, I hear a car door slam. God I hope that’s not for me.

Minutes after there’s a knock at my door. I turn to face it only to see Monty’s head peak through the crack. Seeing his face actually makes me forget for a second. Happiness fills me, and as soppy as it sounds, I think he’s actually a cure to my sadness. He smiles massively at me before closing the door behind him and jumps onto my bed. “Jesus Christ Monty, you’ll break the bed,” I laugh, and as soon as I speak I can sense somethings coming. “Well I’ve done it before,” I push his face slightly, but I start to smooth his cheek instead. His eyes stay locked on mine. “Im sorry about yesterday by the way, I shouldn’t have left like that,” for a minute or two I completely forgot. I feel my smile just sink off my face, and I look down away from his gaze. This is Monty’s best friend. “How was it anyway?” He throws his arm around my shoulder. I lift my knees and lay my head on them to try and hide to fact that I’m slowly breaking. Fuck. This is so hard to rat him out. “Y/N...” he says quietly. My arms wrap themselves around my legs. I honestly feel so small. “What happened?” I’m not sure if it’s anger I hear in his voice, but something sounds different. “Uhm...” I sniff and wipe my glistening eyes into my covered knees. Turning my head, I look into his eyes again. “It was good until-“ “Until?” I can sense his whole being start to tense up. He’s sat up pretty much up straight and stretches to intertwine his fingers with mine. “Until everyone else left.”

It was almost as if he knew what I was gonna say. “Everyone meaning... you and Bryce were just left alone.” He takes his hand away from mine. “No it wasnt anything like that.” I panic and reach up to the cheek to comfort him. The discomfort on his face was so apparent and so disheartening. “I honestly swear.” I pause and take a breath. “He just... got a bit forward,” still, even with Bryce being an absolute dickhead, I find myself not wanting to hurt Monty by telling him this. He stands up in a rush. Pacing my bedroom floor, his fingers brush through his hair in frustration. “I swear to fucking god if you’re about to say what I think you’re going to!” I just lose it. Seeing how angry he already is just insane. Tears start to spill slowly but steadily. I can’t imagine what he’s thinking. I shake my head at him while I wipe my eyes. “I don’t want you to be angry with me,” my voice breaks. He kneels at the side of the bed, taking both of my hands in his. “Just tell me everything.”

So I do. I start with how it was normal. How it was nothing out of the ordinary. His eyes stay focussed on mine throughout my slow explanation. I wish I could just scream how much of ass he was, but Monty is his best friend. I’m so scared it’s gonna back fire on me. What if he takes his side? What if Monty isn’t the guy I thought? “He started getting really close and just weird,” I breathe my words out as clearly as I can. All I’ve heard leave my mouth is mumbles and blabber, so I have no idea how Monty’s understood any of it. But I can see him understanding every word. Fluently. “I just- I moved away. I really tried...” breathe. “I tried to ignore the fact that he was being off.” This was the bit. This part was make or break. “I can’t describe what I saw in his eyes but it wasn’t what I knew, yknow.” Every word that exited my mouth flowed into Monty’s brain. I could see it. He was calm. He was calm until the final part. The neck kissing. The thigh touching. I actually think he was mad at me until I made it very clear. I kept saying no.

He was up and out. I hardly saw him move. One second he was holding my hands, next he was leaving my house. I grab my closest clothing item, which - funnily enough - was one of Monty’s hoodies, and run after him. I catch him just as he turns on the engine. “Montgomery,” I sigh as I get in the passengers seat. He doesn’t even look in my direction. A wet patch on the right cuff spreads. “I knew you’d be pissed at me,” I huff in a whisper, but it was evidently loud enough for him to hear. He punches both hands against the steering wheel. “Why the fuck would I be mad at you?!” He starts the car.

The car ride is silent. Im unsure of where he’s actually driving to, but the ride is very drawn out with the tension. My thoughts are running away. I just find myself looking over at Monty in the corner of my eye. His face was blank. It was as if he was thinking of nothing at all. Like he was literally empty. “Monty,” I let out in a whisper. He doesn’t react at first, so I don’t think he hears me, but he then grabs my hand. “I wasn’t a slut was I?” He eyes widen, and I think a smile starts to form. “How would you be a slut if you’ve only fucked one other guy?” It comes out in a some sort of laugh, which is honestly so relieving. “I must give off that vibe then,” I sigh and gaze out the window. His hand goes back on the wheel as he turns up to a too familiar house. My eyes widen. “Monty...” he turns off the engine. “I’ve got something to get quick, you can drive on the way back,” he hands me his keys with a warm smile.

I shuffle myself across to the drivers seat. This feels a bit odd. To going from him being ‘angry’, and now going to see Bryce. Did he have to get it now? I’m just a bit confused. Like are we fine? I honestly have no idea. Just as I get comfy, I see Monty run down the driveway and rush into the car. The door opens, and the first thing I see is the red blood-like colour all over his hand. Oh shit. That’s actually blood. “Shit Y/N drive!” Bryce comes out his house with what looks like a bat?! I drive literally seconds away before asking the obvious question. “What the fuck did you do?” I ask, but as I finish it comes out in a bit of a laugh. “I only punched him.”

He sits at my kitchen table while I get the first aid kit. “This might sting,” I warn him before I clean it with alcohol. He hisses but only for a moment. “What did you actually do?” I ask. ‘I only punched him’ was absolute bullshit and I knew it as soon as I saw his hand. I can see literal pieces of glass at the surface. “I didn’t go in to- no I did go in to punch him- but I saw his face,” He shakes his head. “I just knew that he’d brag about it to me if he got the chance.” “So what did you say?” With tweezers I pull the pieces of glass out his knuckles, apologising as soon as I realise I didn’t warn him. “I couldn’t say much. I missed when I swung for him first and killed the mirror instead. I went for him again and just - dunno... might’ve broke his nose.” He shrugs, which makes me burst out laughing. “Im glad you find this funny,” a massive smile forms on his face, dragging me forwards to straddle him. I place a kiss on his lips. “Breaking a mirror is like 7 years bad luck,” I can’t help but feel so happy and over the moon. His left and absolutely fine hand goes to my ass, squeezing it slightly before whispering, “You know I love you right?”

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THE 100 my thoughts of 6.07.

Well, me, finally, calmed down and rewatched the whole episode again.

The first thing is that this episode was splendid! I loved it all from first minute to the last once, basically was glued to the screen all the time.

I enjoyed the idea of space minds, because, firstly, it allows to see character deeper and feel their intention, fears and feelings through simple objects of reality, pictures, things. It also gave us a link to ‘Inception’ movie and pointed to Freudian concept of the unconscious. Besides, it also guides us to the Eric Burn theory that each person contains ‘child’, ‘adult’, ‘parent’ personality.

It was smart to use the rain as a metaphor of Clarke swings moods, chest with the code for her secret memory, also show us her dads video and Jasper glasses inside of it.

Her mind is constructed by series of locations. The reason behind is that Clarke really changed through all of her stages in life. Each one has its own meaning for her, as she grew from a young idealistic teenage girl to a grown woman, complicated and contradictory person. She became not only leader to her people, but also a parent figure. We could equate it to the thing of becoming a real mom to a child, who needs care and protection.

Clarke character this episode, her development was really thought through.

Lets try to analyze main locations.

First, we should compare how Clarkes personalities are connected with each stage of action. Second, we ll try to have a general concept of each mind space.

1.Spaceship

This place is where all Clarke memories lies, her story. I guess its just a hard drive to the whole computer, shortly her brain. There she is represented as ‘the princess on the spaceship’ and also as Wanheda, also as The Clarke ‘Madis mother’ ( Read it that way ‘child’, ‘adult’, ‘parent’) . These three parts of her personality show us the two parts of Clark, the peaceful one, rebelious one, guilty one. It’s her three sides, which are struggling to fight each other to prevail in behavior. She still has her child hopes. She still tries to be rigidity and consistency in her solutions. She now is accepting her responsibility, drowning in a blame for her decisions.

The Clarke on the spaceship is the Clarke, who believes that there is so much more than survival and fighting for life. She appears to be the most vulnerable one. Wanheda has the power of being more dark for the purpose of the survival and life. She is the dark side of Clarke who was formed by conditions of her living. Clarke from season 5 and 6 is Clarke who is trying find a peace for herself as a human, suffering inside from two sides of her world.

The lights and the colors in this mind space are truly melancholic and blue. I feel her depression and longing for sadness through this location. Clarke at the moment does not feel right at all, she is feeling down and she is losing hope.

2. The forest

Its totally the most dark place, therefore dark lights and night forest as the symbol of loss and deprivation. Its kinda blurry here too. The ruined throne of Lexa is her pain, which hides under the layers of self-control. There she loses her hope after fake memories of Bellamy. He is still that person, who has that strength and hope for her which she seeks. He is her last pillar of energy to survive and live, as the leader of her people. Because of him shes still trying.

‘You still have hope?”

‘Were still breathing’

But after the fake memories, she doesnt see any benefit to live as someone who can look for her people. Shes already dead, why bother?

3. The fighting pits and the Mountain weather.

Sharp and bright light. The fighting pits is another symbol of her guilt, though Bellamy forgave her, she coudnt do it herself. She didnt win her war with her demons. The BloodRena represent rage, anger for herself, crawled inside Clark. The Maya is the sigh of her moral system confused, her inner guilt for what she thought she would never have done as a child on Spacekru ship.

4. The home

The place where Clark feels most safe, focused and calm. Warm,

light colors and drawings not from her memories, bur from her feelings. The most significant drawings are Ebby, Madi and Bellamy. Its her family now. There she meets Monthy, there she finds her dad alive.

Its her heart in this home.

Her last hope is to live for Madi, as Monty reminds her. To be a mother to a child she raised. I mean, obviously, Madi is the last reason, why Monty as her mind protection appears. Monty was her friend, who truly figured that sometimes good and evil are twisted, and having burden of blood hands doesnt mean ure a bad person, but still means that its the best way to live and find peace.

There she is a ‘parent’.

Anyway, this Clark destination is to forgive herself and to start create something new through the ashes, to find something beside Madi, her people and Bellamy to live for. To heal and become more balanced.

Whats about Josephine?

Her line is connected to Clarke one, as their minds are tangled.

Let me say one thing, she is really hell of sociopath. I do not hate her as a character, but I do see the motivation of her behavior.

The thing is that in Josephine minds her father is the really important figure, affecting her the most through all stages of life. His voice is everywhere, in the library(her voice from childhood memories, calling him. reading letters). Through the door. He is shouting ‘The Sanctum is mine’. This pair could be compared to Odin and Hela relationship. Same spirit there.

Her brain structure is the library, completely rationalized and sorted. She doesnt feel mercy or regret, pity or happiness, pain or pleasure. She doesnt understand human emotions, as she is not able to comprehend them fully. By all sort, she is freaking genius(knows various language, deep in biology and science, gifted for art) but by the cost of her mental disorder. In her memories she adored herself so much that she could stop drawing her first body. She doesnt know what moral is. Its a blurry concept for her.

Her moral is to provide herself the immortality on all costs. She doesnt find it right or wrong to murder, to betray, to tortue. She doesnt care about anything but about herself. Not life of a newborn baby, her friends lover, her father could prevent her from achieving the goal. Its truly frighting and dreadful. She shouldn't be in the lead at all.

Read this to insure yourself that Jo is in fact sociapath https://www.mcafee.cc/Bin/sb.html.

And she knows that. Her hidden thing is the awareness on that. She doesnt accept it at all. She is savoring it, not trying to control or to restrict herself. Its caused by the trauma of guy who kills himself , but still not completely.

I also liked the referral to the predator behavior( dialogue of J and R, when they are haunting Clark), as the main concept of Lightbourne views.Besides, they regard science as the God for them, it means the complete refusal to moral question and ethics.

Josephin: I studied all species, insects are almost fascinated me the most,...ruthless. People theyre so messy, theyre too emotional.

Josephin: You, nulls, are more than worthless, you all don have positive value. You are less the useless. U delude the bloodlines...

So on.

From Clarks side theres a lot of talking whats right or what wrong, even with ALLIE. What defines God.

Its not a coincidence that she tells Monty about the God question, overshadowing Lightbournes things. About connection of moral and real life.

‘I dont want to decide for everyone, Just for myself’

Its a good thrust that through her mind projection of Monty she still thinks:

The end does not justify the means

Murder is still murder, whatever it brings after, peace or war.

She doesnt devalues the human life. Thats why Clarke is the best leader from the start. Her moral compass is always there to remind her that leadership should be based on clean hands, true intentions to help and grow, not in dark night, but in the light of a new day.

Clark also says: ‘Theres no joy without pain’.

For me, it sums up all of her personality. Meaning - to have something good, first sacrifice. To earn happiness you should feel the real anguish. But even after the pain, you are capable of finding hope and peace. Thats why she agrees to go with Monty and fight J.

That what differs Clark from Lightbourne.

She is still in a process of defining what decisions shed like to make, what person she should be. She senses and appreciates.

Lightbournes are in stagnation there.

The last few senconds

Bellamy is just the ‘heart’ all over the place. He is back to his natural statue.

That means head and the heart in work, which, I remind you, always the best.

Thanks for reading.

All the love :)

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Monty x Winston part VI

The 6th reason was actually the first reason.

He was the first person Winston visited before all others.

Winston was waiting at his front door. The first time they met was more or less by accident.

They wanted to meet up for a small talk. And he also wanted to tell and give something to Winston.

He heard a door open up and footsteps approaching him.

"Hello Scott."

"Hello Winston- lets drive somewhere."

He nooded and they got into his car. They were silent for some minutes, it was all a bit awkward.

"So... whats up? Why do you wanted to meet me?"

"I think you know by now that Monty... died... in prison?"

Scott nooded. Every time someone mentioned his death his heart felt a bit heavier.

"Yeah I know. Quiet shocking... I guess...~ And then... Clay and his friends framing him for Bryce death."

"You know about that? How?"

"I cant tell you now. We will soon arrive at our destination."

They went silent.

Some moments later they arrived at Montys favorite hiding spot.

"So this was his hiding spot only I knew about."

They got out of the car and walked towards the brick walls.

Winston shoved his hands in his jacket pockets as they sat down on the ground

"I have to tell you a story."

"Go on. I'll listen.

_________

After they met a second time they made out- Winston was unaware of what was about to follow. Two days with Monty- with someone so fragile like thin glass.

They set outside- it was a rather sunny day, funny though because of the topic they chosed to talk about.

"I'm not the best with friends- in fact the only one I have are two. And I dont know if I even can consider them real friends... but I want them to be my friends."

He sighed.

"Its... fucking hard to admit that all I want are friends. But I keep screwing everything up. Everything."

"No- you dont..."

"Yes I do. You dont know what I'm capable of. You only just saw like 40% of it... "

"... But I see your soft side... dont say something like that."

He looked at Winston and shook his head sighlty.

"... I... can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

".... So I had this one friend. Scott. He was friends with Bryce to but after what he did he decided to end this toxic friendship. And he confronted me why I'm still his friend and cover for him- for a rapist. I know now that this was wrong. He sounded worried. He was the only one who knew about my secret hiding spot until he told Clay and his friends. I'm not mad at him for doing that. It was the right decision. My secret hiding spot was near a bridge. I sometimes slept there for days. This particular day he asked me what happened and whom I'm running from. I told him it was my father and that he was after me with a hammer. The evening I got home and the cops were there. That moment I was in denial who called them but now I'm for sure that it was him. I know he had good intentions... but it all went wrong. My dad was furious at me. He beat the shit out of me, broke my arm. The next day I went to school- Bryce broke our "friendship"... and..."

He started to panic.

"What happened?"

Monty shook his head.

"I can't... I want but... I cant."

_______

"Did u called the cops?"

"Yeah I did. I was worried about him... the way he looked, acted. I've never seen him like that. "

"You realised how that brought him into more danger...?"

"Obviously not at first, but after a second thought I knew it wasnt the best idea."

Scott sighed.

"And do you know what he did ? I mean... why Tyler wanted to shoot up the whole school? Why he was in jail?"

"I know. Clay told me just 4 days ago. The day Monty was arrested. I cant..." he shook his head. "Believe it but its the truth."

"And how do you know that they framed him for Bryce death?"

Scott shoved his hand in his jacket pocket and pulled out a paper bag.

"Because I have the evidence."

Je slightly met the bag rattling.

Winston looked at him, in shock.

"You... what?"

"The evidence. You know... the tape they placed inside his locker."

"I cant believe that! How'd you got it?"

"Well... I was back at school, just wanted to meet my old friends. Clay, Justin, Alex and all others. But I found out they were busy doing weird stuff, someone told me. They behaved all a bit strange the last days so it drew some attention. This person told me."

He made a short break.

"Well at that point I wasnt interested in meeting them anymore- instead I watched some new guy talking to Justin. I heard what they were talking about. I later found out that it was Monty new close friend. Charlie. Anyway- he headed towards the looker rooms, determined. I was determinded too- wanted to know what was going on without me being involed. Turning my back at this school after all these things wasnt the best idea as it turned out later- should've stayed. Should've helped.

So I watched- hiding obviously- as Charlie put the tape in his locker. As he left I went inside and opened it up, using the sleeves of my sweater to block my fingers to leave prints behind. As it was open, I could see this tape lying around there. So I grabbed it. You surely wonder why I knew they were about do to something really stupid? Well. I heard it all. And I know them damn well."

He looked around, looked kinda paranoid.

"I heard how Clay spoke to Ani, how he said "what if it doesnt work?"... I heard him talking to Zach. I heard how Justin was talking to Jessica, about something he has. I followed them around. Without them noticing me. Kinda funny. Than this new girl spoke to Tyler. And then I followed Charlie to the lockers after hearing Justin and him talk. I was like Sherlock this day." He chuckled. "I'm not stupid to I was able to figure out myself what they were talking about and about to do. I mean... I was fucking mad at Monty for doing this, I still am because I thought maybe someone could've safed him from his monsters. But he wasnt responsible for Bryce death. And I knew I was the only one there right now who wasnt after Monty. Who just want justice. Thats why I grabbed the tape and rushed out. Pretty stupid if you ask me because now I'm in this with you all. Remember that day we met at the police station? I was there to inform them about the false accusations. I mean... the tape doesnt have Montys fingerprints on them- only Jessicas, or Alex's. But not his. I'm working with the police right now, thats why I'm also aware of Montys death... but I'm not working with Deputy Standall. Hes not trustworthy because hes covering up for his his son. How do I know who killed him? Clay told me through some criptic messages. Evidence. Guess he thinks I wont do anything with that. Guess his little "what if it doesnt work?" turned out true.

I'm going to hand the last pieces of evidence in to the police tomorrow. But befor that I have to give you something."

He pulled out an white envelope and handed it Winston.

"You know back in the good days Monty and me liked to play uno- right here. It sounds fucking stupid but I enjoyed seeing him laugh a bit. Even if he was just laughing at my bad skills and making fun of me. He always drove me crazy with his skills, and he always had this luck with the uno reverse cards." He smiled.

"But I never realised that he saw me as one - as his best friend. If you take a look in this envelope you can see a uno reverse card... give it to the person you think deserves it the most."

Winston just folded it and stuffed it inside his pocket.

"Out of all people Monty was involved with you're the only person I enjoy having as company Scott.."

"Meeting you at the police station and then getting to know you better through some chats we had certainly changed my few on Monty and his behavior. Though I always had a feeling he was in the closet. Thats why I wasnt even remotely surprised when you showed me the evidence where he was that night. We should work together- how about we go to the police together like I said... tomorrow?"

"Sounds good- I'll let you know."

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ok, below is an rp i and @monty-enzo​ did, it sorta peters off when i guess i left the rp mood, which is why it switched from first person? to just us talking about them. (also my end started out not rp-like bcuz idk i do that sometimes when i dont feel like typing real rp responses) warnings: some nsfw at the end, otherwise its fairly safe word count: 2069(nice)

Monty was a mess, he said he would be home in a while. But his 'while' had dragged on to longer then he wanted. When he got home he just collapsed on the couch, too tired to move too upset to clean up. To much pain for anything else. He takes out his phone and looks at it bleary eyed, then deletes the messages then texts Oscar. Sorry I'm late. -M Are you still home? -M I hope you made yourself some dinner. -M Please don't wait up for me. -M He drops the phone onto the ground and lays with his face in the couch.

oscar was prob crying bcuz he was lonely and sal prob hung out with him till it got late then went home, and the lonely part isnt montys fault, oscars just really extroverted and has a need to be around ppl a lot. but when he hears montys back he'd immediately go greet him. sit on the floor next to the couch and be like hi im glad ur home bby

Monty felt sick, and the expectant look on Oscar's face made his stomach turn. What was he supposed to say? He didn't say anything he just started crying and clung on to Oscar. "S-stupid, h-hormones." he sniffed. "S-sorry I hic took s-so long t-to  sob come ho-home.."

Oscar wasn't expecting the burst of emotion from monty. he hugged him from the floor, rubbing his back "aw hey, what's wrong baby? who's ass do i needta kick?" he said the last part with a hint of aggression, always ready to throw down if someone hurt monty in any way.

Monty sniffed trying to get his words out without sounding to blubbery, "Atlas invited me over.. to introduce me to someone I never met." he wipes his face. "It was my dad..." he mumbles "Then Atlas got mad when I said he couldn't come to the wedding..."

Oscar wasnt sure how to respond to that. he'd always assumed monty's parents were dead, since he'd never heard mention of them. but of course, the main thing that rung in oscars head was that atlas was the one who'd upset him. he leaned back to cup his face and kiss his forehead, with sincerity and a small smile "do ya want me to punch him? i can punch him for ya."

Monty actually let out a weak giggle at that "No his face has to be pretty for the wedding you know..." he wipes his face and snuggles with Oscar. "I just dont know how he expects me to suddenly allow someone like that, back into my life..." Monty choked up again "He didn't want me."

oscar nuzzled him, happy he'd gotten a smile out of him."well, he made tha mistake of his life, clearly. look at what a wonderful person he missed out on knowin."  he wasnt fond of thinking about family that didnt want him, but he could relate a lot to it, and he didnt want monty to feel alone in it  "if it helps any.. my dad didnt want me either. i was told he seen me after i was born in the hospital and jus left then and there.. but ya know, fuck em. theyre just shitty people who dont give a fuck about their own kids.. id bet money their ribcages are empty." he said the last sentence with a sneer.

Monty didn't want to dwell on the subject any longer, so he just smothered Oscar in kisses. In his mind he claimed they would be the better dads and not leave their kids and never look back. He slides off the couch and carefully sits in Oscar's lap "Were you able to get yourself some dinner?" he asked finally, "Also you smell like Sal," he leans close and sniffs him. Sure he didnt have the smelling power Oscar's moms did but he could still smell that.

oscars tail thumped the floor a little before he controlled it to stop, happily kissing back and cuddling him close "wasnt hungry, and sal hung out with me for a bit.  they got some dinner for me before they left, think its chinese.. ya wanna eat it?"

"No, I'm not really hungry... I don't think the baby was to happy I got upset.. and kind of hurt me a little." Monty rubs his stomach slightly then rubs Oscar's. "And how are you my little turtle dove, did you get lonely too?" he coos and smooches Oscar's stomach.

oscar grins lopsided and does his best not to wag his tail again at the cute display. he was really getting tired of this tail business. the small fetus responded by giving a weak little kick, "heh, i think they missed ya too. looks like ya got two number one fans now, huh?"  it takes him a moment to backtrack to the first sentence, grin dropping in worry "do ya feel ok? should we go to tha doctor? are you bleeding? are they moving?" barage of questions as his hands moved under montys clothes to gently feel his stomach.

Monty slightly tensed under Oscar's hands and his face colored "Yes I feel fine, no we dont need a doctor, no I am not bleeding, and yes they are moving." and just as he said that Shiloh turned over, the movement felt against Oscar's hands. Monty shuddered a little knowing that Oscar's fingers would reach where the strap would be if he had a bra on. Which he promptly removed as soon as he got home.

oscar grinned at the movement, feeling his soul flutter in response. that was his baby in there, a tiny little thing he made with monty. he completly ignored his tail thumping the floor now, too concentrated on monty to care "youll tell me if ya dont feel good, right? and you should eat, what if it's hungry?"

He smiles softly "Of course babe, I'll eat for them, and I will tell you if something is wrong." Monty gets up with a little effort and waddles into the kitchen for some cinnamon oatmeal and milk. Something warm and yummy and filling for the baby. 

Oscar didnt have nearly as much trouble as Monty did with getting up, following behind him and being what some would consider an absolute annoyance, hovering, rubbing his shoulders , ect. Though at least he helped assist monty on getting items. He got a text, fishing his phone out to glance at it before shoving it back in his pocket without giving the words of the text a second thought. 

Monty honestly didn't mind Oscar hovering him, he had been used to it for a long time, and knew how to do things without tripping over him. Monty made dinner and while he was working on it watched as Oscar got a text "Who was it?" he asked seeing him shove it back into his pocket, concerned. "You okay babe?" he frowns stopping what he was doing and turning around to give Oscar his undivided attention.

Oscar looked at him a little confused, almost already forgetting the text. "Oh, it was jus ma." They had left for a few days to go deal with something else, but both texted him several times a day to make sure he wasn't slacking on taking care of his baby. Monty turning his attention towards him though, he crouched to nuzzle him again, being his ever affectionate self and ignoring whatever his mother had told him. 

Monty had finished making the oatmeal, since he wasnt entirely hungry, though it was for Shiloh's sake. He kissed Oscar for a moment then turns to get his bowl and starts eating, "Was it something important? You shouldn't ignore her texts." 

Oscar sits down, frowning a little "I'm not ignoring her, I seen it, it was just about-" he glanced at the bowl and frowned more, looking guilty "oh.. hm.." he fiddled with his sleeve a bit "I guess I should eat too. Heh.." its not that he was trying to not take care of himself, it just didnt really click as important to him unless he actually thought about it. 

"So, you didn't eat when Sal brought food over?" he asked as he spooned another mouthful of oatmeal into his mouth, he felt the baby shift inside of him. Rubbing his stomach "There there little one you'll get some food it will just take a little bit." Monty sits on Oscar's lap "Aahh." he holds a spoonful of oatmeal to Oscar. 

Oscar shrugged "put it in the fridge, that's why I asked if you wanted it.." he felt bad now for neglecting his baby. And stupid that he needed to be reminded of something so simple. He still smiled a little at the cute offer, eating the spoonful before kissing montys neck "if only eating you out counted as a square meal, I'd never forget to eat." He sat monty in his place, going to grab the food hed put in the fridge since he didnt want monty having to share his meal with him. 

Monty blushed, though looked down when he got moved "Oh," he frowns he didnt really want take out "It was very nice of Sal to bring you some food while I was away." he stated eating more of the oatmeal, even though he wasn't exactly gone very long. Though again just thinking about it had his mind full of thoughts. His dad, suddenly coming back into his life which he had no idea he still was alive. Why had Atlas not said anything until just now? Monty stopped eating. -------

m- I guess Monty would of just told Oscar hes not sure what to think about inviting his dad to his wedding, and hes not happy Atlas didn't tell him his dad was still alive until now and hes not even sure he wants Atlas to go. Like 'you cant just forget about that and not tell me.'

o-Oscar wouldnt know what to suggest, just be like 'follow ur heart'

m-I think Monty would be mad for like a while and fuckin extreme clean the house. which .. Oscar should stop him since hes pregnant -v- dishes, scrub the floors, counters, wipe the walls, dust. vacuum

0-Be like bitch stop that and sit down

m-babe lift the couch for me >:V

0-Massages his feet and kisses his toes

m- Monty just dsklhsdf and blushes hes ticklish slightly

0-Oscar's like if u want a workout, just bend over and I'll help you with a much better one. That doesnt include possible bad cleaning supply smells or toxins. Just nice organic stuff

m- fklshd Oscar is like "Welp time for baby yoga lets go." Monty gets down on the floor on all fours and sticks his butt up in the air. "Yeah I guess this helps." fksldhf

0- Well he meant his dick, but that works too

m- summon the dicco :V and I know you did I think Monty might end up crying during sex though cause hes super emotional lmao "Babe can we just snuggle.. Im sorry" sniffle

0- hed kiss him a lot and hold his hands "We can absolutely snuggle" Rub his tummy His dick can wait Like shhh it's ok, I can get off later, I just wanna smooch u and make u feel loved

m-hlkfhg Monty keeps pushing his plump lil ass against Oscar's hips like "plz fuck my thighs"

0-WELL ITS HARD TO REFUSE IF U DO THAT MONTY

m-dslkfh do it oscar stick your dick between those plump thighs meng give him a good ol squeeze.

o-Fine but hope montys prepared to have him panting and groaning curses against his neck

m-klshdf Monty is super blushy and still got tears from crying before but now hes fucking aroused and shit might fucking nut just from the rubbing

o-Hell yeah, dick rubbing over his puss Nuts all over his thighs and tummy

m-Monty is all panting and just gives him sloppy kisses clinging onto him "Thanks babe I feel a lot better now." nuzzles his face. - theeeen starts crying again "I love you so much." -sobs

o-Hfgdgdxvhfhg oscar just peppers kisses all over him and tells him how sweet and perfect he is

m-Monty turns and snuggles into Oscar touching him all over and cuddling up to him. Then probably just falls asleep against him afterwords tuckered out from stress -------end

#oscarrp #rptag

[bigbrothernetflix-st]

EPISODE SEVEN

“I AM THRIVING. ABSOLUTELY THRIVING.” - joey

HOH: Nathan UPSIDE DOWN: Emma NOMINEES: Jev & Kiki POV: Joshua FINAL NOMINEES: Josh C & Kiki EVICTED: Josh C (6-0)

ARIA

So,,,i highkey fucked up but all good things come to an end, I couldn't play the middle forever but the way it ended was just a little earlier than i expected. Also i handled the backlash of the dpov HORRIBLY! I did so many things wrong this week its insane even though i was on all day calling people i still fucked up,,,but its fine nothing i can really do to change that. But from here i want to fix things and do better, which does start with addressing where I fucked up so lets start with that woot woot (also holy shit that double was so draining this is the first time ive felt legitimately tired in a while and its only 1 am) 

1. COMP FLOPS

-literally all my allies flopped on the comps when we REALLY needed to win and its even worse combined with the information I was told where people told me they were throwing just to do well instead- its clear they weren't being honest with me and I settled into their lies without an ounce of hesitation 

2. LACK OF KNOWLEDGE

I just really settled certain things poorly leading up to this night, i think somewhere i majorly fucked up is with emma, if i was able to get her to vote out nick or get jacob to dpov someone she would vote out i would be in a much better position atm but i didn't and therefore ive exposed myself. And if i was able to receive knowledge of her rose gold dpov before hand i couldve worked out a new plan that way

3. DAMAGE CONTROL

This is where i **truly** fucked up and its gonna show in my jury management too, like theres NO way i could ever get nicks vote at this point in time. Also my gut instinct after the vote was to lie about the way i voted to kiki/joshua/nick/jev when i shouldve came clean and used a bullshit excuse about how i heard nick was after me or something. It's gonna damage my relationships with all of them

SO wabam here i am slightly fucked due to me being a mess but its okay!! I'm still in the game and while im not in as good as a position as I was last time im still certain i can get back into everyones good graces!! And i mean this vote did reveal that a lot of people consider me to be in a duo with them??? which um is kinda weird HBFSHDF Like joey and emma were both calling us duo of the season and i was like....k cute cool totally called that and knew we were a duo yup yup- FBHJDSBF LMAO but i mean in terms of my own position you have the two trios (jacob/bri/nathan and jev/kiki/joshua) who are going to go after each other with Josh C and Emma leaning toward jev/kiki/joshua while me and joey lean towards jacob/bri/nathan. Its crazy that its literally f10 and its five versus five with hardly any true middle player (for now wink wonk) 

But now that nick is out I need to think about whats next and whats my next big move. I think rn im involved with a lot of moves but im not the face of them (bri using pov on nathan, jacob dpoving bri) and such but if i want to win I have to make a move of my own and DEF need to work on jury management bc again nick is gonna hate my guts after reading my gbm,,,as yousef would say "oopsie whoopsie" so I think from here I need to get back in jev/kiki/joshua's good graces SOME how and im really tempted to come clean about my vote bc i think thats going to hurt me in the long run and theres literally already an alliance of all five of that side so like....whats the point of sewing mistrust but also, i do kinda want to try just being a dirty crime snake this game and seeing how much control I truly have on this game. Literally EVERYONE except those three knows my true vote and i've told them all to keep it to themselves so we'll see what happens,,,, im kinda tempted to pin the vote on emma just for funsies and tell them that "jacob told me hes close to emma" or some bs like that but also,,,thats kinda mean yknow? Its also a testament to test how much that trio trusts me which im GUESSING is less than emma but who knows maybe ill get lucky :DD 

Anyways in terms of moving on I really need someone who actually likes me to join jury so its not completely set against me the whole time but also im not sure how thats gonna go down ugh. I mean in terms of end game my options are starting to become limited because nathan/bri/jacob would all BODY me at the end bc at this point they've been the face of big moves and I hope my big move can be turning on one of them and getting them out at some point so when i really start to look at a realistic f2 I can win,,, im kinda leaning toward my new duos of emma or joey which is kinda a shocker to me too lemme tell u HFBSDF but joey's perception of the game seems,,,,messy and I think i can beat him while emma is def doing better but she hasnt snapped yet so i think i can maybe beat her. And then jev/joshua/kiki depends im not sure yet but the thing with them is none of them are gonna want to bring me to the end which is super frustrating (i mean i did just snake em so,,,maybe its deserved) 

The thing is that I like being honest about my vote so trying to have an honest game convo with any of those three is gonna be really hard,,,,esp considering they were all my targets for live night but here we are :') And i really dont know what to do at this point which is really annoyinggg (annoying @ myself theyre all lovely) I think im gonna have to wait a bit before i can try getting them all to fully trust me rn i dont know this has been such a mess but im doing my best!! Before i end this probably poorly aging paragraph its trust ranking time

1.myself (FUCK, and i cant stress this enough, EVERYONE)

HUGE GAP

2.Brianna (shes slowly becoming more stuck in jacob's trap but i do still think shes loyal to me, god IS a woman!!!)

3.Jacob (hate having this man so high bc hes bodying this game but he tells me a lot ig :/ )

ANOTHER GAP

4. Nathan (we need to call and discuss live night but he isnt going to like nominate me or anything)

5.Joey (apparently we're a f2?? not sure where that happened but also hes cagey idk)

-smol gap-

6.Josh C (told me his alliance!! shame he doesnt know im gonna rat him out to my side teehee)

7.Emma (we're also a duo?? almost forgot about that but i fucked her over here a bit but i can build the trust back up i THINK)

anothe gap

8.Jev (he talked to me after live night and didnt ask about my vote so thats cute....not sure where we stand...help)

9.Kiki (we talked briefly after the vote but idk if they realized im a snake yet)

10.Joshua (the silence is deafening) 

Not happy w/ my position yet and im likely to just come clean to joshua in a call tmrow because hes honestly really sweet and his friendship means a lot to me but i need to figure out how I leave me connection with jacob/bri out of it.. ill think of something

praying im not the most hated here but if i am it wouldnt be the first time ig, and thats on pewiod <3

JOEY

LET’S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I AM THRIVING. ABSOLUTELY THRIVING. Not a damn soul is coming after me, and more importantly, I have numbers on my side, and no one’s gonna be pissed off at me on BOTH sides of the house. People say Josh C is playing both sides? Nah, it’s me. I need him out because I’m trying to ride that middle man status. My ideal plan is to see Emma go home next week, so that way I ain’t responsible. I want to get rid of Jacob at Final 7, and I will damn sure make that happen. Aria and I have a Final 2 that I plan on sticking to. Seeing Nick go was sad, but good lord it was I-C-O-N-I-C.

EMMA

Everything in this game lately has honestly pissed me off first it was me getting blindsided during live night even though i didnt really want to vote nathan if i was being honest i wanted brianna out over nathan because i thought nathan would be more easier to work with them boom Dpov and boom nick going i am like a little unsure if i regret using the dpov or not i do regret it well because nathan won hoh and sent me to the upside down and nick probably wouldnt try super hard for hoh but then again it seemed my so called allies were probably more closer to nick but i am not even sure my so called low confidence is my weakness in my games but i dont know how to be more confident pretty sure everyone beats me in the end at this point unless if i win an hoh if i do at this point Jacob/Brianna/even nathan getting nominated i didnt want nathan out before like if i won hoh i would of put him to the upside straight up nominate brianna and jacob if one of them goes off the block joey gets put up as a pawn after the upside down week im gonna do whatever to make it to the end idc if i go to the end with somebody i cant beat i just want to make this game enjoyable for me as i can i dont want to float for awhile then bring a goat to the end NNN 

EMMA

my shit list  in order to who i target to who isnt on my rader

Jacob > Nathan > Brianna > Joshua = Aria > Jev > Kiki/Josh C > Joey

who i like most to who is most annoying to play on a game level (i dont really hate or dislike anyone on a personal level)

Aria > Jev > Joshua *tiny gap*  Nathan > Kiki/Josh C >>>>>>>>>>> Jacob > >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Joey = brianna also joey would be higher but he lied to me for no reason even tho i didnt mind putting alot of trust in me and i love brianna on a personal level but girl i am not good socially with her which is my fault and her fault also jacob kinda assumed stuff about me like not big stuff like meta  but he still told other people except me (people who are out who i love)  Gina/Jakey > Saira=Nick=Monty=Mo *small gap* Nash >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> dog shit > Taylers dinner (dylan and the og homies know it) >>>>>>>>>>>> DEM

but yeah this game has made me happy because everyone is nice except dem but its been hard to play it because if i felt better i think i would of been playing a 100x times better game

JEV

So I'm safe but it comes at the cost of one of my two favourite people in this game. I've arguably grown closest to Josh C throughout this game, but I promised Joshua that if he saved me with veto I'd vote however he wanted and he wants Josh C to leave over Kiki. This week is me and Nash as final noms levels of ugly.

HOST WEEKLY CAST ASSESSMENT

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=szNaW65lCJ0&list=PLFEwPPy8j010XXwntq80VSU0qLNTNpSIN&index=8&t=0s

#bbnetflix st

[yakumtsaki]

last giant batch of ratings! ty all for playing my dudes

Johnny/Ripp: 8/10

hmmmm i havent even considered this b4. its def cute but i feel like it would end in disaster without the balancing power of Oph?? and u kno, why go J/R when u can go J/R/O. i like it tho, it would make for a good coming of age desert road trip movie. like Y Tu Mamá También

Dirk/Angela: over my dead body/10

the fact that maxis put hot ass Dirk with Lilith was offensive enough but then u go and couple him with the even lamer twin. no way in hell. to answer the other anon’s q re: Dirk headcanons, i mean do u even need headcanons to love him? orphaned from his mom and stuck with a useless artist dad that doesnt pay his bills but still an ambitious go-getter who works super hard and looks good doing it. i mean compare the maturity and class of his bio with that of fucking toddlers Lilith and Ang. also embarrassingly too hot for them

Darren/Dina: 10/10

i.am. crying. u literally cant pay enough for this comedy material. avant-garde snob Darren high on shrooms talking about soviet constructivism while Dina is digging through Darleen’s jewel boxes

Dina/Malcolm: 10/10

perfection <3 as u may kno i love Malcolm ever since i married him to Vic back in the Union days of old. i see Malc as someone with absolutely no depth but like proud of that fact. i think he and Dina would be a total mess like madly-in-love-jealous-of-everything-that-breathes-throwing-fine-crystal-ashtrays-at-each-other and im here for it

Bella/Mortimer: ugh/10

the iconic ts1 version gets an obvious 10. ts2 version gets an eyeroll and a dramatic sigh. as we’ve already covered ts2 Mort is the absolute worst and the death of all good things. does Bella deserve better than a pyromaniac who has a positive memory of her abduction and, lbr, probably orchestrated it? and also looks like Darren Aronofsky? well the decision is up to u. as far as im concerned the only ship Mort deserves is that viking funeral one they light on fire. u kno what im talking about

Dina/Michael: -infinity/10

CREEP ALERT. probably another unintentional maxis age fuck up but i cant get over it

Nina/Don: 7/10

much like Nina, i find myself into this against my better judgement. i wish they could work it out somehow?? they just look so good together u kno

Cass/Darren: 8/10

yea i can def see this working out. get u a woman who not only knows her soviet constructivism but prob also owns a few buildings of the trend. money problems=solved

Ripp/Rick: 5/10

I GUESS. i mean their names together sound like a horror comedy. Ripp has actual and serious problems tho, as opposed to Rick who truly does not. unless freakishly overgrown eyelashes count. so yea idt Ripp would stand for Rick’s whining.  ia with the later anon, i def see Rick and Lil hitting it off and having a messy dramafest of a relationship where they like threaten to stab each other with their gothic collectible knives but dont take them out of their mint condition boxes

Brandi/Dina: 3/10

nah dont see it. both overwhelmingly str8. if i squint really hard i can see Dina as maybe slightly bicurious but that’s as far as it goes. maybe one time after girls night out when theyre both wine drunk and Brandi is like ‘gosh, its been a long time since i had so much fun :)’ and one thing leads to another and then they never talk about it again. longshot tho

John/Erin: 6/10

not bad but im not into these ‘super-serious-dark-dude/bubbly-naive-girl’ pairs, too old hollywood for me. i like him better with hippy freakshow Natasha

Desdemona/Bottom: 9/10

CUTE. as teenage sweethearts only tho cause Desdemona is too bland for Bottom in the long run, both looks and personality-wise, and Bottom has a bright future ahead

Mercutio/Tybalt: 7/10

i feel like the stress of dealing with Tybalt would cause the Monty hair loss gene to activate in Merc’s late teens and then Tybalt would dump him for it and be like ‘call me when the hairplugs are in’

Jimmy/Erik: 10000/10 

the anon who started it all hitting us with the MOST ADORABLE SHIT. LOVE IT. the 2 mysterious lone wolves getting it on and its us against the world. somehow getting them together never occurred to me?? def keeping them in mind for when i do a uni shoot

thats it for the ratings, hope u guys had fun! back to nll-ing

#rating couples #rr #rp

[knightofbalance-13]

No, YOU’RE The One WHo Doesn’t Care

http://kaedeichinose.tumblr.com/post/164911897396/i-fucking-hate-when-u-point-out-a-flaw-and-some

If you did, you’d take this into account.

i fucking hate when u point out a flaw and some dumbass is like “UM? RUBY HAS A SNIPER SCYTHE THE SHOW DOESNT HAVE TO MAKE SENSE???”

like no you stupid fuck literally one of the key points of monty’s style is utilizing physics and momentum to generate cleaver and fast fight scenes. sniper scythes dont make sense irl but literally one of the most talked about thing when the red trailer dropped was ruby utilizing the recoil of her gun to swing her impossibly big weapon around. shit was cash. so many characters have fighting styles that work off the same principals, to ignore them is to ignore monty’s techniques and write them off as “illogical anime stuff”

which is why its annoying v3 onward has so much legitimate stupid anime stuff like blake floating midair or ruby wielding her scythe weird. it shows the dirctors and animators either dont recognize what monty was doing or dont careÂ

Ahuh...

Said recoil boosts made NO SENSE. Sniper rifles don’t have the force to r]propel a scythe the size of Cresent Rose and Ruby at the same time or even individually: If so then all snipers would have to be massive people in order to deal with the recoil. Nor can a person wield a scythe of that size with the body type of Ruby in real life and most certainly NOT at the speeds that Ruby travels at since the g-force would render the thing damn near immoveable due it’s weight. Then we have the fact the firing the weapon as close to the ground as Ruby does would cause severe damage to the weapon itself and render it near inoperable. Then we have the complexities of how the scythe is able to transform into a gun despite the fact that would mean the handle of the scythe is hollow in which cause it would snap in two from the sheer force it is under most of the time.

See, the very instant I apply your thinking to Monty’s work, it fails apart just as fast. Because all Monty did was give an ILLUSION of reality to the movements which disguised the impossible stunts. That all it was. Telling me that Ruby can shot herself fifty feet into the air, holding onto a scythe form the back which is about three times bigger and four times heavier than her  and somehown still have a hold of it, let alone enough of a firm grip to switch to one hand in mid flight to cut a Beowolf in half is somehow more realistic than Blake floating in air for a couple of seconds.

And that “stupid anime stuff” you mentioned? yeah, MONTY HIMSELF was a fan of that. Wanna know how I knew? Easy, I looked up his favorite anime and he said it was Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann. And that show is a hundred less realistic than RWBY is at it’s least realistic. And not only was it his favorite anime, the guy cited that it be used as homework for people to watch when working om RWBY. If you cared even the slightest bit about Monty, you would have fact checked this.

But you don’t care. You only care about attacking the people who make RWBY and devaluing the show. Now STOP USING THE DEAD AS YOUR WEAPONS!

#rwde bullshit #kaedichnose

[obrienhalstead]

Montgomery De La Cruz Imagine #1 (AKA FIRST ONE EVER)

It was 11:45 AM, only fifteen more minutes for lunch time. Y/N’s favorite time because she was always reading a new book every week and that’s basically all she did in her free time; reading calmed her and it became her very own stress reliever ever since her parents announced their divorce.  this week it was “Everything Everything” seeing as the movie was coming out this week, on Friday to be exact and she was a sucker for love stories.  Most times she would ditch her friends and eat in the library to read in a peaceful place without the ruckus of annoying students in the cafeteria.  After, impatiently waiting for lunch, the bell rang and she basically ran to the library with her paper bag lunch clutched in her hand.  Ever since she started reading at lunch in the library, she had found a secluded table towards the back of the library.  She speedily made her way over and stopped as she noticed it was already occupied.  She bit her lip and decided to walk closer trying to figure out who the person was and if she knew them.  As she got closer, she saw a brown haired boy and noticed he had slammed his fist on the table, it was loud to her since she was right by him.  She knew Montgomery since she had tutored him last year in History and he was in some of her class this year; she wouldn’t say they were friends though. Maybe a small “hi” or “how are you” was exchanged between the halls or out in the field but she couldn’t deny she wished she was close friends or just have him notice her.  She wanted to know the real him and not the Montgomery who pushed students into lockers or acted like an ass to look cool.  She licked her lips and approached him “Hey Monty, you’re sitting at my table” she whispered to him in a teasing tone as she approached his table.  He quickly looked up s he heard her voice and locked eyes with her.  “Oh hey Y/N, i’m sorry. I can leave if you want.  I was just studying and yeah but i can leave since you probably want to be alone at your table…” he wandered off, sheepishly since he couldn’t even complete a sentence in front of her, because in all honesty, Montgomery admired Y/N and wished he would gain the guts to keep some kind of friendship with her.  He assumed that since everyone knew about his reputation, she wouldn't want to associate with him.  Meanwhile, Y/N wished to befriend him and possibly even more.  She softly giggled and shook her head as he rambled, “it’s okay, I don’t mind sharing as long as you share your Cheez-its with me” she nodded off to the opened bag of her favorite snacks that were by his books.  He shot her a grin and nodded “deal” he said moving is backpack to an empty chair beside him. Y/N sat down on the chair to his left side and reached for her book in her backpack and opened up the part where she left off reading last night.  She was halfway in chapter 11, when she noticed Monty was making the table shake causing her to softly giggle. She looked over at him, “are you okay? Do you need some help?” she softly asked him.  Monty bit his lip and shook his head “I feel so stupid, I never understand what goes on in class and I just feel like a failure” he said as he frowned and dropped his head down.  Y/N’s heart swelled at him and and his answer, she placed one hand on his back, soothingly rubbing her hand up and down, “you’re not stupid, Mont and you’re definitely not a failure, either.  Don’t put yourself down, okay?” She assured him.  He instantly got a smile on his face to her little pep talk and nodded, looking over at her “thank you” he said softly.  “So what are you having trouble with here?” she asked pushing her book to the side and leaning over to see Mont's work.  “Chemistry” he mumbled in an irritated voice. She chuckled, “yeah, Chemistry is a pain in the ass although if you do less talking you can learn more” she teased him as she would constantly hear him chatting away in there Chem class every day.  He shook his head and laughed, “Mr. Cooper has a voice that bores me to death,” he said jokingly.  Y/N laughed “I don’t know. I think he has a lovely voice” she says disagreeing with him.  After her comment, they both look at each other and laugh.  She looked at Monty’s paper and shook her head, “you just need the date from last week’s lab and that will help you find the answers to this sheet” she pointed to the one in front of him.  Montgomery's cheeks felt heated and he instantly felt stupid again since 1.) he didn’t have those lab notes and 2.) he needed her help to figure out that the lab notes were needed.  She chuckled and turned back to reading, allowing Montgomery to work.  After ten minutes, he turned to her, “so do you have the lab notes? I had a baseball game and left class early” he mentioned to her.  This caused her to gasp and laugh pretty loud, “and what have you been doing for the past ten minutes Monty?” she asked him.  He cheekily smiled at her, “I’ve been watching you read that book, not in a creepy way but you looked cute” he shyly said.  She shook her head at his response and pulled her notes handing them to him.  Another 10 minutes passed,Montgomery fully turned to her, leaning his head onto his arm, she looked up at him through her lashes and gave him a questioning look.  “Isn’t the movie coming out on Friday?” he asked her curiously, she instantly grinned and nodded “yes! How did you know?” she asked him. He laughed “my sister keeps mentioning she wants to see it to her boyfriend” he said rolling his eyes and shrugging. Y/N nodded, “I hope he takes her, she might need a shoulder to cry on” she mentioned, biting her lip.  “Do you?” He asked her, “Do I what?” she answered his question with a question. “Do you need a shoulder to cry on when you go see it on Friday?” he asked her once again.  This caused her to blush and bite her lip with a soft chuckled.  “Are you asking to be my shoulder to cry on?” she continued to tease him, wanting to hear him fully ask her.  Montgomery playfully rolled his eyes, “you're going to make me fully say it?” he asked her, looking at her and receive a node from her.  He jokingly sighed, “will you accompany me as my date to see Everything Everything with me Friday night and allow me to be the shoulder you cry on Y/N?”  She grinned and nodded at his response, “yes, Monty. I would love to be your date and cry on your shoulder.”

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this is my first imagine everrrrrr. so feedback is greatly appreciated and idk if I will write more but I was in my Monty feels and I’m pretty sure I’ve read all the Montgomery imagines on here already! and i’m super sorry if u dont like it. I also didn’t know how to end it so sorry for a shitty ending. ILY.

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