#samuel x ari

[eludin-realm]

Character Name Ideas (Male)

So I've been browsing through BehindTheName (great resource!) recently and have compiled several name lists. Here are some names, A-Z, that I like. NOTE: If you want to use any of these please verify sources, meanings etc, I just used BehindTheName to browse and find all of these. Under the cut:

A: Austin, Aiden, Adam, Alex, Angus, Anthony, Archie, Argo, Ari, Aric, Arno, Atlas, August, Aurelius, Alexei, Archer, Angelo, Adric, Acarius, Achilou, Alphard, Amelian, Archander B: Bodhi, Bastian, Baz, Beau, Beck, Buck, Basil, Benny, Bentley, Blake, Bowie, Brad, Brady, Brody, Brennan, Brent, Brett, Brycen C: Cab, Cal, Caden, Cáel, Caelan, Caleb, Cameron, Chase, Carlos, Cooper, Carter, Cas, Cash, Cassian, Castiel, Cedric, Cenric, Chance, Chandler, Chaz, Chad, Chester, Chet, Chip, Christian, Cillian, Claude, Cicero, Clint, Cody, Cory, Coy, Cole, Colt, Colton, Colin, Colorado, Colum, Conan, Conrad, Conway, Connor, Cornelius, Creed, Cyneric, Cynric, Cyrano, Cyril, Cyrus, Crestian, Ceric D: Dallas, Damien, Daniel, Darach, Dash, Dax, Dayton, Denver, Derek, Des, Desmond, Devin, Dewey, Dexter, Dietrich, Dion, Dmitri, Dominic, Dorian, Douglas, Draco, Drake, Drew, Dudley, Dustin, Dusty, Dylan, Danièu E: Eadric, Evan, Ethan, Easton, Eddie, Eddy, Einar, Eli, Eilas, Eiljah, Elliott, Elton, Emanuel, Emile, Emmett, Enzo, Erik, Evander, Everett, Ezio F: Faolán, Faron, Ferlin, Felix, Fenrir, Fergus, Finley, Finlay, Finn, Finnian, Finnegan, Flint, Flip, Flynn, Florian, Forrest, Fritz G: Gage, Gabe, Grady, Grant, Gray, Grayson, Gunnar, Gunther, Galahad H: Hale, Harley, Harper, Harvey, Harry, Huey, Hugh, Hunter, Huxley I: Ian, Ianto, Ike, Inigo, Isaac, Isaias, Ivan, Ísak J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jason, Jasper, Jax, Jay, Jensen, Jed, Jeremy, Jeremiah, Jesse, Jett, Jimmie, Jonas, Jonas, Jonathan, Jordan, Josh, Julien, Jovian, Jun, Justin, Joseph, Joni, K: Kaden, Kai, Kale, Kane, Kaz, Keane, Keaton, Keith, Kenji, Kenneth, Kent, Kevin, Kieran, Kip, Knox, Kris, Kristian, Kyle, Kay, Kristján, Kristófer L: Lamont, Lance, Landon, Lane, Lars, László, Laurent, Layton, Leander, Leif, Leo, Leonidas, Leopold, Levi, Lewis, Louie, Liam, Liberty, Lincoln, Linc, Linus, Lionel, Logan, Loki, Lucas, Lucian, Lucio, Lucky, Luke, Luther, Lyall, Lycus, Lykos, Lyle, Lyndon, Llewellyn, Landri, Laurian, Lionç M: Major, Manny, Manuel, Marcus, Mason, Matt, Matthew, Matthias, Maverick, Maxim, Memphis, Midas, Mikko, Miles, Mitch, Mordecai, Mordred, Morgan, Macari, Maïus, Maxenci, Micolau, Miro N: Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, Niall, Nico, Niels, Nik, Noah, Nolan, Niilo, Nikander, Novak, O: Oakley, Octavian, Odin, Orlando, Orrick, Ǫrvar, Othello, Otis, Otto, Ovid, Owain, Owen, Øyvind, Ozzie, Ollie, Oliver, Onni P: Paisley, Palmer, Percival, Percy, Perry, Peyton, Phelan, Phineas, Phoenix, Piers, Pierce, Porter, Presley, Preston, Pacian Q: Quinn, Quincy, Quintin R: Ragnar, Raiden, Ren, Rain, Rainier, Ramos, Ramsey, Ransom, Raul, Ray, Roy, Reagan, Redd, Reese, Rhys, Rhett, Reginald, Remiel, Remy, Ridge, Ridley, Ripley, Rigby, Riggs, Riley, River, Robert, Rocky, Rokas, Roman, Ronan, Ronin, Romeo, Rory, Ross, Ruairí, Rufus, Rusty, Ryder, Ryker, Rylan, Riku, Roni S: Sammie, Sammy, Samuel, Samson, Sanford, Sawyer, Scout, Seán, Seth, Sebastian, Seymour, Shane, Shaun, Shawn, Sheldon, Shiloh, Shun, Sid, Sidney, Silas, Skip, Skipper, Skyler, Slade, Spencer, Spike, Stan, Stanford, Sterling, Stevie, Stijn, Suni, Sylvan, Sylvester T: Tab, Tad, Tanner, Tate, Tennessee, Tero, Terrance, Tevin, Thatcher, Tierno, Tino, Titus, Tobias, Tony, Torin, Trace, Trent, Trenton, Trev, Trevor, Trey, Troy, Tripp, Tristan, Tucker, Turner, Tyler, Ty, Teemu U: Ulric V: Valerius, Valor, Van, Vernon, Vespasian, Vic, Victor, Vico, Vince, Vinny, Vincent W: Wade, Walker, Wallis, Wally, Walt, Wardell, Warwick, Watson, Waylon, Wayne, Wes, Wesley, Weston, Whitley, Wilder, Wiley, William, Wolfe, Wolfgang, Woody, Wulfric, Wyatt, Wynn X: Xander, Xavier Z: Zachary, Zach, Zane, Zeb, Zebediah, Zed, Zeke, Zeph, Zaccai

#will i use these names for future characters? absolutely yes #okay to reblog this #okay to reblog

[autistpride]

How many of these famous autists do you recognize? And this isn't even a complete list!

So many amazing wonderful people are autistic. I will never understand why people hate us so much.

Actors/actresses/entertainment:

Chloe Hayden

Talia Grant

Rachel Barcellona

Sir Anthony Hopkins

Dan Akroyd

David Byrne

Darryl Hannah

Courtney Love

Jerry Seinfeld

Roseanne Barr

Jennifer Cook

Chuggaaconroy

Stephanie Davis

Rick Glassman

Paula Hamilton

Dan Harmon

Paige Layle

Matthew Labyorteaux

Wentworth Miller

Desi Napoles

Freddie Odom Jr

Kim Peek

Sue Ann Pien

Henry Rodriguez

Scott Steindorff

Ian Terry

Tara Palmer -Tomkinson

Albert Rutecki

Billy West

Alexis Wineman- Miss America contestant

Athletes:

Jessica- Jane Applegate

Michael Brannigan

David Campion

Brenna Clark

Ulysse Delsaux

Tommy Dis Brisay

Jim Eisenreich

Todd Hodgetts

John Howard

Anthony Ianni

Lisa Llorens

Clay Matzo

Frankie Macdonald

Jason McElwain

Chris Morgan

Max Park

Cody Ware

Amani Williams

Samuel Von Einem

Musicians:

Susan Boyle

Elizabeth Ibby Grace

David Byrne

Johnny Dean

Tony DeBlois

Christopher Dufley

Jody Dipiazza

Pertti Kurikka

James Jagow

Ladyhawke

Kodi Lee

Left at London

Red Lewis Clark

Abz Love

Thristan Mendoza

Heidi Mortenson

Hikari Oe

Matt Savage

Graham Sierota

SpaceGhostPurp

Mark Tinley

Donald Triplett

Aleksander Vinter

Comedians:

Hannah Gatsby

Robert White

Bethany Black

Scientists/inventors/mathematians/Researchers:

Damian Milton

Bram Cohen

Michelle Dawson

Carl Sagan

Writers:

Neil Gaimen

Mel Bags

Kage Baker

Amy Swequenza

M. Remi Yergeau

Sean Barron

Lydia X Z Brown

Matt Burning

Dani Bowman

Nicole Cliffe

Laura Kate Dale

Aoife Dooley

Corrine Duyvus

Marianne Eloise

Jory Flemming

Temple Grandin

John R Hall

Naomi Higashida

Helan Hoang

Liane Holliday Willey

Luke Jackson

Rosie King

Thomas A McKean

Johnathan Mitchell

Jack Monroe

Caiseal Mor

Morenike Giwa- Onaiwu

Jasmine O'Neill

Brant Page Hanson

Dawn Prince-Hughs

Sue Robin

Stephen Shore

Andreas Souvitos

Sarah Stup

Susanna Tamaro

Chuck Tingle

Donna Williams

Leaders:

Julia Bascom

Ari Ne'eman

Sarah Marie Acevedo

Sharon Davenport

Joshua Collins

Conner Cummings

Kevin Healy

Poom Jenson

Amy Knight

Jared O'Mara

David Nelson

Shaun Neumeier

Master Sgt. Shale Norwitz

Jim Sinclair

Judy Singer

Dr. Vernon Smith

Artists:

Miina Akkijjyrkka

Danny Beath

Deborah Berger

Larry John Bissonnette

Patrick Francis

Goby

Jorge Gutierrez

Lina Long

Johnathan Lerman

Julian Martin

Haley Moss

Morgan Harper Nichols

Tim Sharp

Gilles Tehin

Willem Van Genk

Richard Wawro

Poets:

David Eastham

Christopher Knowles

David Miedzianik

Henriette Seth F

#autism acceptance #autism acceptence month #autism #asd #autistic pride #autistic #actually audhd

[hazbinbossbrainrot]

Barbie “Wire” Buckzo

VO: Jinhee Joung

Fave quotes:

“You fuckin' WHAAAAAAAT?!”

— Barbie to Counsellor Jimmy after finding him about killing Blitz’s client

*laughs mockingly* “You don't fucking get it! Just cuz I'm outta rehab doesn't mean I wanna see you. I never wanna see you EVER!"

— Barbie to Blitz after he tries to reconnect with her

Basics:

Zodiac sign: Aries

(Since Barb and Blitz are twins they would have landed on the same birthday, common knowledge really 😂)

Nationality: American (Appalachian) 🇺🇸

Sexuality: Lesbian (not confirmed yet)

Sex: Female

Occupations:

• St An’s pharmacist (incognito)

• Circus performer (formerly)

• Drug lord (formerly)

• N.E.E.T (currently)

AU:

Employee of I.M.P

Dislikes:

• Being jobless

* Circumstance threatening her to become jobless

• Her twin brother

* Blitz trying to reconnect with her

• Humans

Likes:

• Manipulating humans

• Drugs

_____________________________________

Nicknames:

• Barb (by Councillor Jimmy & Blitz)

AU:

• The Traditional Twins (by T.J. >>> when referring to or about Blitz & Barbie 🤣)

* B&B

_____________________________________

Romantic interests (AU):

• Marchioness Stella (post divorce)

• Verosika Mayday

• Calitzzo (OC)

• Sallie May

_____________________________________

Family:

Mother: Tilla Buckzo

Father: Cash Buckzo

(twin) Brother: Blitz Buckzo

(adoptive) Niece: Loona Buckzo

RP (Tixel):

Axel x T.J. = Tixel

Status: Ongoing 🥰

Brother-in-law: Stolas of the Ars Goetia (inevitable)

(step) Niece: Octavia of the Ars Goetia (inevitable)

Niece: T.J. of the Ars Goetia

Nephew-in-law: Axel of the Ars Goetia

Great-niece: Abria of the Ars Goetia

Vampiric name: Ria

Pronounced: Aria

(Like father like daughter 😂)

Great-nephew-in-law Samuel Beaufoy

Great-great-nephew: Claudius Beaufoy of the Ars Goetia

Great-nephew: Axel "A.J.” Junior of the Ars Goetia

Great-niece-in-law: Snow Dust of the Ars Goetia

(illegitimate) Nephew: Nikolas Buckzo-Mayday

Sister-in-law: Royce Sinclair

Niece: Marianne “Mare” Buckzo

Nephew: Sylas Sinclair Buckzo

RP (Blitzika):

Blitz x Verosika = Blitzika (prior breakup)

Status: Discontinued

Mother-in-law: Veruska Mayday (OC)

Father-in-law: King Asmodeus

Sister-in-law: Verosika Mayday

Nephew: Astaroth Mayday

Niece: Tilla Mayday (Jr)

Niece: Evika Mayday

Aunt-in-law: Carmen Lovelace

Cousin-in-law: Mirabel Lovelace

Cousin-in-law: Chloe Lovelace

Other:

(illegitimate) Nephew: Avani of the Goetia-Buckzo

Niece-in-law: Odessa of the Ars Goetia (AU)

Niece-in-law: Enid Zayl of the Ars Goetia

Brother-in-law: Lunar of the Ars Goetia

(adoptive) Nephew: Nero Elderitch

Sister-in-law: Calitzzo of the Ars Goetia

Brother-in-law: Deko of the Ars Goetia

Nephew-in-law: Jack of the Ars Goetia

Great-nephew: James of the Ars Goetia

Great-niece: Rose of the Ars Goetia

_____________________________________

Enemies:

• Employees of I.M.P

* Blitz Buckzo (one sided; former coworker)

* Moxxie Knolastname

Others:

• Counsellor Jimmy (drug supplier; deceased)

• Verosika Mayday (acquainted)

• Fizzarolli (former coworker)

_____________________________________

Abilities:

Natural:

• Human disguise

* Disguise - In "Unhappy Campers" she uses a special wrist watch containing an Asmodean Crystal to take on a convincing human appearance to disguise herself in the living world.

• Prehensile tail

* She is able to use her tail to grab and throw things, as shown when she did this while fighting Moxxie to try prevent him from killing Jimmy in "Unhappy Campers".

• Endurance (TBA)

• Charisma (TBA)

Skillset:

• Combat prowess

* She is very handy in hand-to-hand combat, as she was able to throw Moxxie with her tail easily. She takes on aggressive actions more as she was able to fend off Moxxie and Blitz by herself.

• Acrobatics (TBA)

• Improv (TBA)

• Stealth (TBA)

_____________________________________

Appearance & personality:

Being Blitz's twin sister, she has a striking resemblance to him. Barbie is a slim, red Imp with large curled horns, red eyes with yellow sclera, sharp teeth and black, claw-like fingers. Like the rest of her family, she has a heart-shaped skull marking on her forehead.

Across her black skin are white stripes, some forming crosses on her forearms as well as one crossing out the marking on her forehead. She wears a white and dark red, short striped dress with black, knee-high boots.

As of "Unhappy Campers", she also wears a sleeveless jacket and a wrist watch, which contains a Asmodean Crystal inside the orb allowing her to shapeshift into a human disguise.

Young:

As a child, she lacked the white markings on her arms and forehead she has as an adult. At the time, she also lacked the black markings on the tips of her fingers.

Human form:

When using the power of the Asmodean Crystal, Barbie takes the form of a tan-skinned human woman with dark brown hair in two pig-tails. While she retains her white markings and clothing, her eyes irises change to purple and her sclera to white.

How would you describe Barbie Wire’s personality?

• Manipulative (towards humans)

• Hostile >>> towards Blitz

• Easily triggered

• Demanding

• Narcissistic

• Arrogant

• Cunning

• Selfish

• Rude

#barbie wire #jinhee joung #lesbian

[captainsimagines]

dreaming in june || finale

Summary: At the request of an old friend who now happens to be the new Captain America, you move to a place that only vaguely feels peaceful, to secretly protect his best friend. There you meet Bucky Barnes, your next door neighbor, who has also lived countless lives, seen a lot of things, and lost the one he loved. You have more in common than you thought.

Pairing(s): Bucky Barnes x (F) POC Enhanced Reader

Based on the Song(s): Heat Waves by Glass Animals ; Coney Island by Taylor Swift and The National

Series / AO3 / Playlist

(15/15)

Warnings: angst; strong language

Word Count: 6,680+

Author’s Note: Just you wait... xxMoni

~

‘I think about him—and I am whole, and I am empty.’

~

    "I didn't know if you would want to see my face again."

His voice is now a well-rendered reminder of the past. It hits you the same way it hit you all those weeks ago when he showed up unannounced, calling you Princess and sharing the outcome of your people. Who were still deep in the Amazon somewhere—you never asked where—and since you don’t quite feel like a Princess anymore, without a kingdom or a purpose, it just doesn’t feel right to look into the faces of those who came after the people you once knew. The people who sat around you during supper, who stitched your clothing, who grieved the death of both their Princess and Prince. 

You had crawled out of bed this morning, shrugging some old tracksuit on to go into work. Barbara had verbally shared her distaste about how you took a week off work without warning. She complained about how bombarded she was with shipments, files, and transport times. But you had simply ignored her, flashing your middle finger as you walked past, and settled into the routine you’ve been conducting for the past six years. Stamping, googling, filing, unpackaging—until a certain Eternal walked through your office door and spoke.  

“You pissed me off, but I won’t scorn you forever,” you reply, your eyes still on your computer. 

Druig hesitates near the door frame, but he ultimately shuts it behind him. He’s dressed in all black, despite the summer heat outside. 

“I truly am sorry.”

“You said that already.” 

Druig even hesitates with sitting in the chair. As if you’d summon one of your giant, monstrous trees and pin him against his will again. You had never seen Druig so confused and surprised, like the very knowledge that you were a mutant wasn’t enough to fully measure your powerful capabilities. But one pointed glare from you and Druig sits obediently. 

“I don’t blame you for how my life turned out. I doubt knowing about mutants would have changed anything. I probably would have just been more paranoid. But I did deserve to know that my grandmother cursed me and defied the Fates.”

Druig solemnly nods. No matter how many times he apologizes, the sting will always be there. So he doesn’t do it again. Instead he asks,  “How is Samuel?”

“Last I heard he was healing.”

Druig startles, but quickly fixes his face. “You haven’t been to visit him?” The hiss you let out is almost inhuman, and Druig closes his mouth. You haven’t visited because what the fuck would you say?

He took claws for you, and you gave up your heart for him. Literally. You’ve tried to relax, kill every other sound besides the noises your body naturally makes, but it was no use. You couldn’t hear your heartbeat anymore. As if turning mortal wasn’t real. Mortals had beating hearts, and yours was…

Stone.

“I will visit him when I can. When I am ready.”

Druig slowly nods, eyes wary. If he’s dissecting you, he doesn’t do much to hide it. He studies your eyes, your hair, your lips, your hands, your bouncing foot. As if he too is searching for what is now making you mortal. And similarly, he finds nothing besides flesh and bone. 

This is what Druig was afraid of—there is no trace of evil in your heartlessness, but it is obvious it’s making you empty. Like Ari filled such a great part of your chest that his leaving meant half of you shutting down. 

Is this how Bucky felt when Steve left? That uncomfortable, raw hollowness in the chest that hurt whenever you moved the wrong way? 

“Ari looked just as I remembered him.” And he says it so brokenly, memories in his irises, and guilt combined with the redness of his cheeks.

Your fingers freeze over the keyboard. Forcing yourself to look up at him, you whisper, “Yes. He did.”

“Are you going to be okay?”

Cursed to live half empty and searching for the other piece of your heart? Not likely. But you don’t want to get into the specifics, about how this feeling resembles the one five hundred years ago. That your screams had resembled the ones five hundred years ago. That your path feels as zig-zagged, if not more, than it ever did back then. 

Answering truthfully, you say, “I will be. I’ve had five hundred years to grieve without closure. Perhaps my mourning will be the slightest bit more tolerable this time.”

Perhaps. Slightest bit. Tolerable. All carefully chosen words that held no promises, but were enough. 

Druig leans forward, placing his palm on the desk, face up. You stare at the lines across his flesh, the veins visible through his pale skin, the rings adorning his three center fingers. An invitation. 

You bottle up all your unspoken words, all of your questions, any resentment—and curl your fingers through his. He’s warm, ancient, real. A sliver of home, and not. “If you ever need anything—anything…”

You hold onto him tighter. “Go and keep my people’s descendants safe, Druig.”

The breath he releases is one he’s been holding in since he stepped into your office. One he’s probably been holding since finding out you were still alive. That weight off his shoulders, and the realization that although he fucked up and you don’t forgive him, you still trust him enough to do what he’s been doing for the last five hundred years. After he abandoned his friends, after he crossed that damn river without his Princess and Prince, after risking his life to fight a demon alongside you—you trust him to try. Try and make it up to you. 

He walks slowly to the door, his posture letting you know that he wants to say a million more things. But he shouldn’t. And maybe sometime soon, or whenever you deem fit, he’ll be able to. “I’ll be seeing you, Princess.”

With a half-hearted smile, you nod. “In all the realms."

~

    Of course Sam senses you outside his apartment door. He’s had that camera rigged with a sensor since he moved in. Well, Bucky rigged it. You purposely set yourself in its eyesight—not quite Redwing—but camera enough. 

Sam didn’t knock on your door this morning when he returned from the compound, and you didn’t bother him. The funeral didn’t count—you hadn’t even spoken to him, or looked at him, when you put Ari in the ground. Sam was standing upright, and that was enough at the time.

Selfish, selfish, but also not. You’re not even taking care of yourself. How can you check on Sam? 

But Sam Wilson is your best friend, and your own sanity isn’t worth more than knowing if he’s okay. 

The door opens, and Sam leans his upper body against the doorframe as he smirks. “There’s my Shortcake.”

Your breath shudders. Just the sight of him, intact, overloads your body with emotion. “Hey, Sam.”

He moves to allow you in. Ducking your chin, you enter. Shielding yourself from him, from the conversation, from the guilt. “It’s been four days,” he says. “Why the visit now?”

The apartment looks the same. Alpine stretches lazily on the couch, knocking the remote to the ground as she does so. There’s a faint scent of bacon in the air, even though it’s late in the evening. Which confuses you, because Bucky is the ‘all-day breakfast’ type of guy, not Sam. 

Then you realize you don’t feel Bucky here at all. 

“Because I spent the first day in bed, and the second staring at the wall. The funeral was yesterday.”

Sam nods, his mouth twisting downward as sympathy floods his face. You look away fast, uncomfortable. 

You’ve lived your whole life avoiding when people casted their emotions so blatantly. Only a select few knew of your true history, and yet you always twisted some of your truths. But the looks of sympathy were always the same. The downward droop of their eyes, their mouths twisting around supportive words, their shoulders crumbling. Sympathy is an emotion that one has to endure and receive, because it’s rude to ignore. And the turn of your head is the smallest act of rudeness you commit. Because that’s allowed of you. It has to be. 

You’re tired of sympathy, even if Sam has the most honorable intentions. 

“You healed fast.” Small talk. Gods, you want to die. The chair creaks as you sit on it. “Are you feeling okay?”

Sam nods and sits at the head of the table. Your knees brush against his, and it takes everything within you not to shatter. 

“Feels like all the other times I’ve been kicked in the stomach and sent flying. I’m lucky it wasn’t worse.”

“It was worse.”

“Yeah, Shortcake. But that’s something we’re not going to talk about again. Traumatizing as it is.”

Fiddling your thumbs, you whimper, “Why the fuck would you step in front of me? I was still Immortal. I could have survived, Sam!”

He huffs loudly, “Easy for you to say! I saw what it did to the vibranium!”

“So? I would have come back! You nearly didn’t!”

“Shortcake.” Sam reaches over to clasp your hands. They look so small as he encases them. “I did what I did. But if it was you who was gutted, then that demon would have sucked up all your blood and dragged you in the portal, right? Am I right?”

“You can’t know that,” you say, shaking your head rapidly. 

“But I can theorize. And I was not. Going. To. Let. That. Happen.”

“It was a stupid fucking call, Captain.”

Sam, through the pain and hollowness in his stomach, tugs you into his chest with extreme force. You tumble into him, smacking your cheek against his breast and tangling your arms. But Sam moves to the floor with you—an anchor as you finally stutter and fall, tears flowing freely. He holds you as you crushes you, and you let him. 

“It’s okay,” he whispers into the top of your head, his hot breath soothing. “You saved me. You. Saved. Me.”

Countless more sobs break free, sounds that had felt extinct these past few days. But you’re able to form them, push them from your lungs and through your throat—you’re still able to cry. 

Grieving is silent, but this—

This was grief given form. You are, and always have been, grief incarnate.

“Don’t you almost die on me again,” you say, and your words are muffled in the fabric of his shirt. But Sam hears, fully expecting it, and mumbles an equally desperate “I won’t, I promise. I promise.”

It feels like eternity as you kneel on the kitchen floor, Sam holding you with everything he has. Sam breaks the silence as he asks, “What broke inside of you?”

You pull away, not meeting his eyes. With a heavy sigh, you translate your pain into words. “It felt like someone clenched their fist around my heart and then tore it through my ribcage. And I was left with this gaping hole that allowed all that cold air in. My teeth hurt, my skin dried, my neck ached.” 

Sam picks you up from the floor, walking the two of you to the couch. Alpine moves to make room. You rub your chin as you continue. “The concept of soulmates was folklore to me until now. I don’t think the rip in the multiverse did anything to this Earth besides open our eyes. Hell, demons, Immortals, vampires, mates?” 

Sam might not know of the word, but he damn well knows what it means to lose someone worth everything and more. 

“It hurt so much five hundred years ago. The exact same way. I lost my mate twice, and I don’t know how I’m still alive.”

How is it possible for a human being to endure so much heartbreak? People have literally died from broken heart syndrome, but what of those that suffer and suffer? Do they burn out? Do they have a limit? How often and for long can a person carry such overbearing misery before their shoulders can take no more? Before their knees give out and the floor cracks beneath them? 

Are some human beings built stronger than others? Because you know for a damn fact that Bucky Barnes is one of those few. Anybody else would have crumbled under Hydra control, and yet, Bucky Barnes survived. And did not lose his soul. 

But the pain he carries is still present, still relevant—Does Bucky have a limit? 

You shouldn’t be alive but because of your grandmother’s wish, you are. If she would have simply let you live, let you have a choice, then you would have died with Ari. The Fates wouldn’t have cursed you. 

“I do,” Sam declares, dipping his head slightly so his eyes meet yours. “I don’t think this world is done with you yet. This world, and all the others. You were sent to me for a reason. You were sent to Bucky for a reason. You are our friend. And after everything that happened with Steve, I didn’t think I knew what that word meant anymore.”

“Steve Rogers was your friend.”

“Yeah, Steve Rogers was my friend. But he was also a jackass. And I understand that he was hurting, and that he wanted out. Maybe he suppressed his pain the only way he knew how, which was to go back to something he knew. I can’t answer for him, but friends don’t leave friends behind.” Sam presses his lips together before he says, “I’d jump in front of you again. I’m gonna hold Bucky’s goddamn hand when he starts having withdrawals. A lot of my friends died or left, and I’m not letting that happen again.”

“Sam…”

“When I see a person in trouble, there's this innate feeling inside me. A responsibility. But with you and Buck I know you’ll be there until—”

“Until the end of the line.”

Sam chuckles around a sniff. “Until the end of the line. It doesn’t feel like responsibility. It’s just friendship.”

You embrace him again while Alpine climbs onto your lap for an impromptu nap.

Bucky doesn’t come home that night. Or the next. 

~

    Peter Parker has decided to take Sam up on his offer and move in with him and Bucky. They purchased the pull-out couch for guests, but a third roommate will work too. Besides, Sam couldn’t turn his back on the kid who quite literally held his guts in his abdomen. 

You helped Peter carry his minimal belongings up the stairs and into the apartment. Peter did his best to keep conversation limited—asking simple yes or no questions, talking about his side jobs, picking what to eat for dinner. You did your best to respond, but forming words was still tiring. Peter didn’t take it personally. In fact, he even gifted you a new plant for your own apartment. Said it was your moving-in present considering three male neighbors were going to be overwhelming for little ol’ you. 

Bucky didn’t return until the weekend. Sam had assured you he was okay and not dead in a ditch somewhere. And when his word wasn’t enough, the Earth let you know. 

He is okay. He does a good thing.

Whatever that meant. 

A soft knock on your door at two in the morning wakes you. Feeling the floor for your slippers, you slide into them and throw a robe around your body. Fuck brushing your hair. 

Your chest constricts when you see him. “Hi.”

Bucky’s lips pull thin, but it’s obvious he’s also affected by the sight of you. “Hey. Is it okay that I’m here?”

A small nod in answer. Bucky points behind you, and you let him in. 

There are dark circles around his eyes and his hair is the slightest bit oily. He shrugs off his sweater and places a plastic bag on your dining table. Hugging your robe closed, you continue studying him head-to-toe until he turns back around. 

“I know there isn’t anything I can say that will make this right, or make you feel better.” A small smile. “But I need to say this, and I need you to listen.”

You blink. There is so much you want to say to him. I’m sorry my heart isn’t yours yet, you had told him in Iceland. Without a pulse, how are you going to offer it to Bucky now?

Bucky interrupts your overthinking with words that make your knees tremble. “I’m not giving up on you. I fell for you and I’m not giving up. And I respect that you most likely will not be ready yet, or ever, or maybe soon—but I will wait. Because Shortcake, you are everything I’ve ever wanted and more. You see me for who I am, who I was, and who I will be. I know how you look in the mornings. I know how you look when you dance, when you brush your hair, when you cook. My heart stops when you wear that beige cardigan. I anticipate you calling me James and that’s about the weirdest thing ever. And whenever you call me Bucky, I feel as though my heart will burst. Your voice is familiar even when I’m drunk out of my mind. Your voice—your question—helped me remember my sister’s name. And when we slept together…” Bucky uses this opportunity to breathe in deeply. “It felt right. My mind was calm, my body relaxed, and I felt safe. Safe.”

A solitary tear runs down your left cheek as Bucky concludes, “You make me feel safe, Shortcake.”

“Shortcake?”

Bucky huffs a short laugh. “Someday I’m going to run out of flowers. Figured I can use that name once in a while.”

Safe. Through superpowers, demons, cults, and death—Bucky Barnes feels safe around you. With you. 

Elijah had felt safe with you until you scorched those slave owners alive. The softness in his eyes had hardened when you didn’t back down. And you accepted that, because it wasn’t going to work between you and him anyway. He deserved better than a mutant with vengeance on her mind. 

Joshua had felt safe with you until you broke his heart in front of those he held dear. You rejected him because it was unfair to tie him to you until he realized you didn’t age. That you never would. And you ran away before hearing him out because he truly, truly, needed to hate you. He wouldn’t have hated you if you told him why, and you couldn’t risk that. 

But now, Bucky Barnes says he feels safe with you. Even after all those near-death experiences, tragic backstory, and week without speaking—Bucky Barnes feels safe with you. Like you left a permanent mark. One that he’s too headstrong to ignore or erase. Your goddamned equal. 

He isn’t going to let you go. Triple the demons, multiply the heartbreak—Bucky Barnes feels safe with you and he isn’t going to let you go. 

“Everything you said—” You step closer, the silk of your robe cozy against your skin. “Ditto.”

Bucky throws his head back and laughter pours out in the most wonderful display you’ve ever witnessed. He roars with it. All crinkles by the eyes, adam’s apple bobbing, smile so wide it breaks your heart. And seeing it, seeing Bucky, you smile for the first time since losing Ari. A genuine smile. 

“Oh,” Bucky starts, reaching into the plastic bag he previously set on the dining table. He pulls—

“You didn’t.”

Bucky chuckles and holds out a greasy, brown paper bag filled with french fries and a separate container of Vicks vapor rub. “You said these help you heal from anything.”

“I did say that.”

“It was good advice.”

You hold the greasy bag and the medicine in both hands, looking down at them with tears in your eyes. This is too…too considerate. 

“And,” Bucky continues, whispering. He pulls the next item from inside his jacket pocket. 

A jewelry box. 

“What—”

Bucky pops open the lid before your mind could go crazy with ideas. 

What sits in the box wasn’t one of your ideas at all. At all. 

Ari’s bracelet. The bracelet that was trapped behind the glass in Iceland’s museum. The bracelet they said they wouldn’t part with if you claimed Ari’s remains. It was one or the other. 

“Is that…?”

Bucky carefully lifts the jade bracelet from the box and holds it out for you. You set the other items down before holding your wrist out. “Where do you think I’ve been these past two days?”

“You stole it?”

Bucky gives a good-natured roll of his eyes. “Can you technically steal something that was stolen to begin with?” He rolls the bracelet onto your wrist, where it embraces you with Ari’s figurative weight.

“For me…”

“Who else?”

You can’t believe it. You feel like if you blink, it’ll disappear. That this added weight is a figment of your imagination—and it could be considering you’re so impossibly tired. But it’s there even after you blink. And although it’s been touched by several gloved hands, no one would have dared wear it. You press your lips together, willing yourself not to cry the tears that would most likely dry out your cheeks, and blink up at Bucky. 

Bucky whispers, “His love came back to you.”

Bucky releases an oomph sound when you throw yourself on him, arms wrapped around his neck and bearing down. You hold him tightly, trying to mold yourself in the curve of his body. He wraps his arms around your waist, and helps you fit. 

“You committed grand theft and risked a possible diplomatic dispute for me?”

Bucky shrugs the best he can in your tight grip. “It wasn’t that hard. Snuck in at night, incapacitated the security guards, destroyed the tapes, and snatched it. Margot sent me on a private jet so I didn’t have to go through customs.”

Of course she did. Your lip twitches with amusement. “Seriously?”

“Seriously, Shortcake.”

You pull away and cup his face in your hands. That simple touch has Bucky sighing. “I’ll let you know when I’m ready for you, Bucky Barnes.”

Bucky rests his forehead against yours, nudging the tip of his nose with yours. “I’ll be right here.” 

And because it’s been gnawing at him—that question—he risks it. Because he knows you’ll always love Ari until the day you die, as he will Steve. He just wants to be sure you’re in the same boat. 

“Are you always going to love him?”

You brush the pads of your thumbs across his cheekbones. Your bottom lip wobbles as you say, “Yes. Sometimes I think about him in the late nights in the middle of June. When the air is too hot and the water is warm. When I hear the beat of a drum or the sound of a child’s laugh. I think about him even when I’m not thinking about him specifically. I think about his favorite foods and how I haven't eaten them since. I think about him and waterfalls and the heat of the wind when it’s nearing dusk. I think about how I can’t remember if he snored or not. I think about him and I am whole, and I am empty. I miss him.”

Your words bring tears to his eyes. Tears that are grateful and understanding.

“You?” you ask.

Bucky vaguely remembers the little noises Steve would make when his ninety-pound body would stretch first thing in the morning. He remembers the sound of charcoal meeting paper and the belly laughs Steve blessed him with every day. He remembers the look of relief Steve had when Bucky first remembered his mother’s name and when he lucked out on the newspaper-shoe detail. He remembers the giddy attitude Steve had before he returned the stones and the gut wrenching pull he experienced when Steve actually did what he said he was going to do. 

But now that he thinks of it, and it breaks his heart to admit, he can’t remember the feeling of Steve’s hand in his. Was Bucky’s hand bigger, or was Steve’s? Steve had an extra heartbeat when they were kids and Bucky can’t remember the rhythm of it anymore. Did Steve ever draw him? He wants to remember these little things, and he doesn’t know if it’s because he has blocked it out or because of his mashed brains, but Bucky mourns the loss nonetheless. 

Bucky Barnes will always love Steve Rogers. Just as you will always love Ari. Because no one ever lets go of their first love—people don’t have to. They were the first for a reason, whether good or bad. First loves aren’t usually meant to last forever, but it’s damn magical when they do. They burrow deep into your chest, laying their claim, and won’t ever release their grip.

Second loves, however…

Second loves knock on the door to your chest. They peek their head through, glance at the surroundings, and decide to build a home. 

First loves are quick to happen. Second loves take their time. 

Yet, for Bucky, it’s a mute love. One that will never be cherished, reciprocated, experienced, or spoken of, again. But the knowledge that Bucky loved once, and he loved true, allows him the opportunity to love again. 

Love came back to him, a different one, back from the dead.

So he answers truthfully, with that sleepless and numbing pain found in the cracks of his heart, and says, “I will always love him. But I won’t let it control me anymore.”

He believes it, too.

Bucky turns his face to peck small kisses against your left palm. A palm that fits perfectly against his face. A touch of reassurance. As if you’re holding him steady.

~

Six Months Later   

    Racing home from work, giddy and tripping over the stairs, you nearly rip your door from its hinges and fall in the shower. You washed yourself as quickly as you could, picked your most comfortable and warm outfit for winter in New York, and brushed your teeth twice. 

Six months.

It’s been six months since everything happened, and every day has proven to be a new challenge. Sometimes you’ll wake up screaming, others nights silently. You’ve lost track of how many times Bucky, Sam, and Peter have barged into your apartment to make sure you weren’t being dragged to Hell. And even though it wasn’t literal Hell, it was a Hell nonetheless. 

Ari’s voice, his touch, his love—all of it coaxed you in warmth during your deep sleeps, tricking you into believing you were still underneath your shared tent. Then you would wake, and the grief would slap you with enough force to bruise. 

Suffering through it proved brutal. So you’ve decided to embrace it. Instead of waking up screaming, you try to wake up gradually. During these dreams, you attempt to break through and remind yourself, “This isn’t real. But Ari was. You’ll have tomorrow’s sleep to see him again. Wake.”

Then Bucky’s words follow: I will always love him. But I won’t let it control me anymore. 

Ari loved you back. And you won’t let the pain of his loss control you anymore.

You’ve eaten so many french fries these past few months. It doesn’t matter the hour—Bucky always had a bag in hand. The same treatment worked for his withdrawal episodes. And Sam had done as he promised: On the worst nights, he holds Bucky’s hand as Bucky spills his guts into the toilet while you wipe the sweat from his forehead. 

Besides the bouts of rough awakenings, these past few months have been calming. No aliens, no more demons, no surprise cults. Just the normal things: Peter applying to college, Sam visiting his sister and nephews more often, Bucky visiting you at the library to help with the big shipments. 

And just last week, when you were lounging on the couch in your apartment, Bucky seated on the floor between your knees, you had felt it. Some gentle tug, a string of warmth connecting you to the moment. As weird as it was, you looked away from the television and ran your hand through Bucky’s longer hair and said, “I think I’m ready.”

Bucky had stilled—Winter Soldier still—then he looked over his shoulder, warily. 

“You’re certain?”

You nodded. “Let’s go old-fashioned, James. Pick me up and let’s grab a cup of coffee.”

Bucky had controlled his breathing, all of his training coming to the surface. Instead of jumping up like an excited teenager, he had simply nodded and pressed his lips together. 

“Am I allowed to bring you flowers?”

You had smiled, cheeks heating. “As many as you’d like.”

Everything had to be perfect. And when you finished rolling Ari’s bracelet on your wrist the second a soft knock sounded on your door, you knew it would be. 

Patting your cheeks in the mirror, you smile and nod once. You’re ready, and so goddamn excited. 

Bucky holds a bouquet of lilies, a sheepish grin spreading even wider as he takes in your appearance. His hair has grown longer these last six months, reaching his chin and curling at the tips. It frames his face so nicely that it nearly makes you swoon off your feet. 

“You ready for breakfast at seven in the evening?”

Biting your lip and smiling wide, you grab the flowers from him. Bucky waits for you to grab your purse, put the lilies in their water vase, and lock your apartment door. 

“I still can’t believe you want to eat at a fucking Denny’s for our first date.”

You shrug, giggling. “It’s simple, crowded, and different. I figured we’d keep it true to ourselves.”

Bucky laughs, but is interrupted by Sam and Peter pulling open their apartment door with Peter exclaiming, “Don’t be so loud like you were all those months ago when you guys return, alright?”

“Aren’t you heading out tonight?” you throw back at Peter. He sticks his tongue out, proving you right.

Mouth agape, you smack the air as if you're swatting his shoulder. Sam ignores the quip and says, “Buck, you sharing your location?”

Bucky groans, “Yes, Samuel. I’m sharing my location and I promise we won’t make any detours.”

Sam hums, unconvinced until he double-checks his phone. “Still. You two be careful, alright?”

A ball of delight ignites in the pit of your stomach. “I’ll protect him, Sam.” Bucky scoffs and pushes you forward, ignoring your giggling as he sticks his tongue out at Sam over his shoulder. 

The atmosphere between you four is as comfortable as ever. Sam is still his overprotective self, Peter still likes to be in everybody’s business, Bucky is still his awkward self, and you’re still along for the ride. You haven't heard anything from Druig all these months—he really is keeping his side of the bargain: the unspoken decision that if you needed him, if you wanted to speak, you would be the one to seek him out.

At least he’s honoring that. 

And Maxwell, the fucker, is nowhere to be found. Not a lick of a sarcastic drop-by or even evidence that he survived his trip to Hell. You figure he did considering nothing catastrophic happened afterward.

Everything, even the walk to the restaurant around the corner, is calm. 

“Did you hear that?” Bucky asks as you’re walking through the glass doors he has held open. 

You pause and look at him funny. “Hear what?”

Bucky looks past you, then to the ground. 

“Bucky, what?”

He chuckles, “You’re too easy.”

Snorting, you check his shoulder on the way in. 

There is no wait. Sam, funnily enough, called ahead to reserve you a table in the back. He pulled rank and reserved you a table. At a fucking Denny’s. 

Bucky grumbles, “Remind me to pummel him later.”

“Offended he thought ahead?”

“It’s my date. I’m the guy. He just made me look bad.”

You giggle, “Never, James. Pay for the meal and you’ll be back to my number one spot.”

“Oh, so I’m number two currently?”

You smirk as you settle into the booth, Bucky directly across. “Let’s see how this date goes, James.”

Bucky, as much as tries to deter it, shudders from your tone. Because the last time he heard you speak this way, you were halfway across the world in Iceland. The one and only time you two shared a bed. Hearing it now curls something at the base of his spine.

He’s had nothing but his hands since—on him, inside him. His thoughts are always—always—of you. And in the mornings, he shies away for a few minutes as the thoughts creep back. He feels guilty, but he wonders if you also indulge in some alone time. That gets him going again. 

He’s not expecting to get lucky tonight. So he knows damn well he’ll be enjoying his hands. 

The restaurant is crowded, but not to the point where Bucky feels smothered.  “So,” he starts, casual as ever as he opens his menu and pretends to read it. “Where did you grow up?”

You burst out laughing, the sound so loud that the tables beside you flinch. Bucky allows you to ride it out—waiting a whole minute before you finally settle. 

“Sorry,” you pant, flipping open your menu absentmindedly. 

“Too personal?”

You roll your eyes humorously. “At least you didn’t ask about my age.”

It’s Bucky’s turn to cackle. “Ditto.”

The calm before a storm should be familiar by now.

Before you could sip from your seven o’clock coffee, the floor beneath you shakes. Your eyes meet Bucky’s, and before either of you can draw a weapon, a bright flash of orange light blinds you and half the restaurant. People duck beneath their tables, waitresses cower in tight corners, Bucky lunges from his seat to stand in front of you—by the time the portal completely opens, you and Bucky are the only ones standing near. 

A head of curly black hair peeks out first, then the most beautiful green eyes lock with yours.

Half-lies. Maxwell is possibly one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen.

“Glad to know you aren’t dead!” you call from behind Bucky’s shoulder, giving Maxwell an incredulous glare. 

Maxwell smirks, but it feels forced. Not at all the confident cult leader who held you against your will and performed a 360 to capture a demon. His palms open and close. His clothes are…different—medieval?

“I would have called, but…”

Bucky blinks, mouth open as he stares at the flaming portal behind Maxwell. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

If Maxwell’s offended by Bucky’s tone, he doesn’t show it. He glances around the restaurant and at all the terrified faces like he’s weighing whether to speak so openly. But he concedes, his tongue unable to restrict the words. 

“When you gave up your Immortality, there were consequences.”

No. 

No, no, no. You’re tired. So, fucking tired. You and Bucky were finally ready. You were ready, and this cannot be happening—

“No one has ever defied the Fates. You changed your fate—Ari changed your fate. They weren’t expecting him or your bond.” Maxwell gulps. “They’ve never had a healthy relationship with Hades and this was the last straw.”

“So you decided to open the Portal to Hell in the middle of a fucking Denny’s?”

A few customers try and fail to hide their gasps, some even cowering farther into their booths. If you hadn’t encountered such horribleness this past year, your whole life, then you guess you’d probably react the same way.

“It would have appeared regardless of where you were. And besides. I was summoned—by Hades himself.”

Now the gasps are clearly audible. 

“What does he want? What could the God of the Underworld possibly want?” Bucky demands. It’s fleeting, but you catch Bucky’s metal hand punch Sam’s contact for a phone call. It wouldn’t be much of a run from around the corner, but part of you prays Sam doesn’t make it. 

If Hades is going to retaliate—if he’s going to step out of that damn portal—you pray Sam isn’t here when he does. 

Maxwell groans, shutting his eyes for a long while before forcing them open again. The portal flickers, the darkness within giving a few short bursts of rainbow coloring. 

“Hades cannot replace the Fates unless they die. But they’ve escaped. And because it was your twist of fate that caused it…” Maxwell rolls his neck, sweat dripping from his perfect eyebrows. “Hades summons you to Hell.”

Hell. 

The place you had banished that demon. The place your grandmother supposedly had some otherworldly connection to. The place standing behind Maxwell, pulsing with such strange energy it’s making you dizzy. 

“Fuck that,” Bucky says, giving a forced laugh. “Tell him he’ll have to find someone else. The Fates, whatever the fuck they are, are his problem. We don’t want anything to do with you again.”

Maxwell’s face contorts painfully. Slowly, he grinds out, “I wish you had a choice.”

The restaurant doors fly open as Sam Wilson, Captain America, runs in. Minus his Captain America gear, that is. He’s even forgotten the shield. Sam Wilson came to fight with his fists. Your eyes meet his, and no matter how much pleading you try to emit, he does not yield.

“It’s their first date, man. C’mon.” Sam holds up his arms between you and Maxwell, effectively shielding you from Maxwell’s line of sight. Or the portal’s. You can’t really tell.

The portal rumbles with a disgusting groan. Maxwell mutters something along the lines of ‘the one time I don’t leave Hell willingly.’

The chairs and tables in front of you are pushed to the side by some invisible force. Customers scream, some even rushing for the exit in a stampede. Maxwell steps into the portal, hesitating with the other foot.

A harsh gust of air spits in your face—then wraps around your waist, your shoulders, your legs—and drags you toward the dark mouth of Hell. 

No. Not just you. Bucky and Sam, too. 

Sam grabs onto the door handle, but the lack of gravity simply lifts him up. He dangles in the air, even as Bucky rushes to lower his legs. The trees from the sidewalk planters smash through the windows and wrap around your waist, pulling you back toward them. 

You turn to Maxwell, demanding a better explanation with your stare, but he gives nothing. In fact, he just stares back with pity. Pity that makes your stomach churn. 

The door handle snaps, and both Sam and Bucky are thrown across the floor and to the portal. The branches scramble to catch their wrists, but they miss Sam altogether. His palms smack against the floor, swiping without purchase, until the portal completely swallows him. Bucky yells, his metal fingers clawing at the floor in deep gashes. He barely catches your hand, his last rope to this realm. 

But the portal is too strong. Stronger than anything you’ve ever encountered. The full wrath of an Immortal God. Their influence, their thread, their power. 

Knowing full well you aren’t going to make it, you whip your head around to the customers who stayed—either from curiosity, morbidity, or because their insides watered—and scream, “Peter Parker! Tell him Hell has us. Peter Parker, Peter Parker, Peter Parker!”

Bucky uses his last remaining drop of strength to safely wrap you against his chest, shielding your head. The branches snap.

The portal closes. 

Darkness lives.

~

Epilogue

     She knows she should have left. Should have pushed people out of the way and scrambled onto the streets, sprinting to maximize the distance between her and that supposed portal to literal Hell. She should have done a lot of things—but ultimately, she’s glad she stayed. 

Peter Parker! Tell him Hell has us! Peter Parker, Peter Parker, Peter Parker!

She knows that name. It may have only been a name she learned in passing, a face that only came around every other month or so, buying random pastries and coffee like all he wanted to do with strike up conversation with her. 

What are the odds it’s the same guy she’s come to anticipate?

She knows that name. 

Michelle Jones knows that name. 

She’s really glad she stayed.

~

xx

This story is for those who have loved too much and broken themselves because of it.

xx

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Author’s Note: 

OH, YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS THE END? WHY WOULD I INTRODUCE ALL THIS FANTASY AND LEAVE IT UNTOUCHED? 

MY BOYS DESERVE THEIR SWORD FIGHTING, MAGIC WIELDING, AND MEDIEVAL-LIKE ADVENTURES! WE DESERVE SEXY HADES!!! WOOOOO!!!!

The sequel, “Hunting The Fates” will start in July! It will have much more smut (like...a shit ton tbh), swordfighting, and inaccurate Greek Mythology lmao. 

Thank you for taking this healing journey with me. I hope I did the characters some justice. xxMoni

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TV Quiz Questions:

Choose 6 of your favorite tv shows and try this out :

1. Shameless

2. Grey's Anatomy

3. Modern Family

4. Élite

5. Hart of Dixie

6. The Hunger Games (no TV show but I don't care)

The first character I fell in love with:

1. Mickey Milkovich

2. Izzie Stevens

3. Cameron Tucker

4. Omar Shana

5. Wade Kinsella

6. Cato

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now:

1. Mandy Milkovich

2. Lexie Grey

3. Alex Dunphy

4. Carla

5. Lemon Breeland

6. Finnick Odair

The character everyone else loves that I hate: 

1. Debbie Gallagher

2. Derek Shepherd

3.  Maybe Lily, but I wouldn’t say I hate her, she’s just a little bit annoying

4. Samuel Garcia, Marina Nunier, Mencia Blanco 

5. George Tucker

6. Katniss and Gale :D 

The character everyone else hates that I love:

1. Steve Wilton

2. Izzie Stevens 

3.  Dylan :) 

4. Phillipe von Triesenberg (but there was some bad writing)

5. Dr. Brick Breeland maybe, I don’t know if everyone hates him..

6. Cato *_*

The character I would have sex with:

1. Mickey Milkovich, but he is gay; so I choose Carl Gallagher *-* 

2. Alex Karev (but I although wouldn’t say no to DeLuca and Link)

3. Ok Hayley Dunphy because she is hot :D 

4. Carla and Patrick (a girl and a gay boy, perfect match for my straight ass, but  Christian could get on the list, too)

5. Wade Kinsella

6. Cato, again :D 

Five favourite characters (in order):

1. Mickey Milkovich, Mandy Milkovich, Carl Gallagher, Kevin Ball, Sandy Milkovich

2. Izzie Stevens, Alex Karev, Lexie Grey, April Kepner, Cristina Yang

3.  Alex Dunphy, Cameron Tucker, Luke Dunphy, Gloria, Hayley Dunphy

4. Carla, Patrick, Rebeca, Christian, Ander

5. Wade Kinsella, Lemon Breeland, Lavon Hayes, Annabeth, Earl Kinsella

6. Haymitch Abernathy, Finnick Odair, Cato, Clove, Johanna Mason

Favourite minor character: 

1. Sheila Jackson (or Kevin Ball)

2. Joe the Bartender

3. Shorty

4. Nano Garcia (is he a minor character?, but I just love him, without any particular reason)

5. Dash Dewitt

6. Tigris or Pollux 

A pairing that you love (romantic and non romantic):

1. Romantic: Mickey Milkovich x Ian Gallagher (SURPRISE); Non Romantic:  Mickey Milkovich  x Carl Gallagher (actually Mickey and the whole Gallagher family) 

2. Romantic: I would have said Alex Karev x Izzie Stevens, but they ruined it in so many ways so I say Lexie Grey x Mark Sloan; Non Romantic: Alex Karev x Meredith Grey

3. Romantic:  Gloria x Jay Pritchett; Non-Romantic: Claire x Manny as siblings :D 

4. Romantic: Carla x Samuel Garcia; Non-Romantic: Lu x Nadia 

5. Romantic: Wade Kinsella x  Zoey Hart; Non-Romantic: Wade Kinsella x Lemon Breeland  (best friendship ever)

6. Romantic: Cato x Clove (SURPRISE);  Non-Romantic: Haymitch x Maysilee Undersee as allies

Favourite season:

1. Season 3

2. Season 5 

3. Can’t tell - not finished yet

4. Season 2

5. Season 2

6. Book and Move 2 - Catching Fire

Favourite episode:

1.  Season 10 episode 12 or Season 3 episode 11

in both episodes: Mickey gets married :D :D :D 

2.  Season 2 episode 27 or Season 5 episode 24

I just loved emotional storylines with Izzie...

3.  Season 1 episode 9  “Fizbo”

4.  Season 1 episode 8 

The murder of Marina, it was very a good setting

5. Season 1 Episode 22 - Zoe and Wade finally together 

6. yeah, sorry it’s a Book / Movie :D shame on me

Character you would kill off:

1. Debbie Gallagher 

2. Derek Shepherd (already dead, but I think his death was a good decision, if I must kill a living person - I would kill owen hunt, because I hate him, too)

3.  It’s a Comedy :O Pepper or Sal XD 

4. Ari Blanco

5. George Tucker

6. Gale 

The character that I think the show ruined:

1. Veronica Fisher

2. Without a doubt: Izzie Stevens; I loved her so much and they ruined it with her being selfish and totally not her anymore

3. I don't know. Nobody? Maybe because it's a sitcom...

4. Omar Shana - he cheated on Ander with his sister's boyfriend and in season 5 he was such a dick most of the time. In the first seasons I loved him so much, it was so sad seeing this development.

5. George Tucker again. Even if I didn't like him from the beginning there would have been some potential.

6. Katniss Everdeen herself, I hated how she treated Peeta when he came back from the Capitol and all of her self pity.

The most attractive male and female character:

1. Male: Mickey Milkovich; Female: Dominique Winslow

2. Male: Alex Karev or Link or Andrew DeLuca; Female: Jo Wilson

3. Male: Dylan; Female: Haley Dunphy

4. Male: Ivan; Female: Carla

5.  Male: Wade Kinsella; Female: Zoe Hart

6.  Male: Cato; Female: Clove

The character death that was the worst:

1. Frank Gallagher

2. Lexie Grey !!!!!!!!!!!!!

3. Professor Ringmaster Al Uzielli

4. Polo

5. Nobody dies

6. Finnick Odair

The character that is the most like me:

1. Amanda

2. Miranda Bailey (?)

3. Alex Dunphy (Not my words, the words of my husband)

4. Rebeca

5. Zoe Hart (?) (would rather be like Lemon Breeland)

6. Johanna Mason (maybe I just wish to be like her :D and nobody would have got me to say Katniss even if it could be a little bit true)

The characters that deserved better:

1. Mandy Milkovich

2. Lexie Grey !!!! (and April Kepner) 

3. Luke Dunphy (sometimes)

4. Guzman

5. Annabeth Nass (something better than George Tucker :D)

6. Finnick Odair

The 4 least favorite characters (in order to the most hated):

1. Svetlana, Debbie Gallagher, Trevor, Samantha Slott 

2. Catherine Avery, Preston Burke, Owen Hunt, Derek Shepherd 

3. Lily, Javier Delgado, Sal, Gil Thorpe

4. Samuel Garcia, Marina Nunier, Mencia Blanco, Ari Blanco

5. Zoe Hart, Candice Hart, Magnolia Breeland, George Tucker

6. Katniss Everdeen, Gale, Glimmer, Peetas Mom

A character I am indifferent about:

1. Trevor

2. Maggie Pierce

3. Jo Pritchett

4. Cayetana

5. Don’t know one :D

6. Mrs. Everdeen

A ship I have never been able to get into / shouldn’t have happened:

1. Ian Gallagher x Trevor 

2. Jackson Avery x Maggie Pierce and Izzie Stevens x George O’Malley

3. Haley Dunphy and every too old man she dated

4. Samuel Garcia x Ari Blanco 

5. Zoe Hart x George Tucker

6. Glimmer x Cato (What was that ??? There was nothing about that in the original story.....)

A ship I have never been able to get over:

1. Ian Gallagher x Mickey Milkovich *__*

2. Izzie Stevens x Alex Karev 

3. Jay Pritchett x Gloria

4.  Samuel Garcia x Carla

5. if friendship counts it’s Lemon Breeland x Wade Kinsella, but as lovers it’s Wade Kinsella x Zoe Hart

6. Clove x Cato (SURPRISE)

A cute low-key ship:

1. Mandy Milkovich x Lip Gallagher

2. Jackson Avery x April Kepner

3. Cameron Tucker x Mitchel Pritchett 

4. Nano Garcia x Rebeca (I know there never happened something and they talked only one time but my fantasy brain loved the thought about it soooo much I can’t get over it)

5. Lemon Breeland x Levon Hayes

6. Finnick Odair x Annie Cresta

My favorite storyline / moment:

1. In season 1 when Ian visits Mickey in jail. “Say that again and I rip your tongue out of your head” There were so many perfect Gallavich moments but that was the first one which catched me! 

2.  When Mark told Lexie about their future and that they were meant to bes while Lexie was dying. It was so fucking sad and unfair but so emotional.

3. Every quote from the  Phil's- Osophy

4. Carla and Samuels Macarrones Scene

5. When Wade and Zoe finally got together in the night George wanted to marry Lemon. The sexual tension was fucking incredible and Wade was so fucking hot.

6. When Clove died and screams Cato’s name and Cato came too late and only found her body and cried. (this scene ist only from the book). But I liked the story of Haymitch’s games, too. His alliance with Maysilee. The idea of him being a hot and smart young guy that couldn’t handle the memory of the games and the loss of his loved ones is so emotional and sad.

A storyline that never should have been written:

1. The break up of Ian and Mickey in season 5 only because of Ians mental health. Mickey tried so much to help Ian and Ian blamed Mickey without any reason. I was so furious.

2. Alex leaving Jo for Izzie and Izzie having kids from Alex sperm ???? This was a fucking joke. Yeah, hated the last Alex and Izzie break up and I would have loved seeing them stay together and grow as persons and lovers. I rooted so much for them. There was so much potential and I have to admit I prayed for her coming back and saving the relationship. Even years after her exit because of all the open questions but I never thought they would do something so bad like this. Him leaving Jo and all his life / friends [MEREDITH] only with a letter ? That has nothing to do with the Alex Karev he had become. It destroys his whole character development. I wanted Izzie back not Alex leave.

3. All scenes Jay disrespects Mitchell and Mitchells sexuality. Yeah you can mention this but sometimes it’s presented as funny and there are many stupid cliches. It’s sad even if it’s only a sitcom.

4. Carlas Dad causing Christians injuries so that he can’t talk about Polos fault. That was too sick.

5. Zoe's relationship with Joel. Not surprising. I kind of liked Joel but what the fuck? There was a love triangle with George why another one?

6. The way Katniss acted in Mockingjay. First of all she was a kid, why the fuck did she think she could make her own thing and kill snow without any plan? And it's written as if she is a war hero and not an abused kid. On the other side I hated how she treated Peeta and she is so self-pity, it's cruel.

Stole the questions from @gelalovesbuddie! Loved it!

#shameless #grey's anatomy #modern family #élite #hart of dixie #the hunger games #catching fire #mockingjay #gallavich #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #carl gallagher #izzie stevens #alex karev #jo wilson #japril #slexie #lexie grey #alex dunphy #haley dunphy #samuel garcia #carla x samuel #omar shanaa #patrick blanco #wade kinsella #zoe hart #lemon breeland #katniss everdeen #finnick odair #haymitch abernathy

[zeldanyx]

Elte Season 6 commentary. Just writing this down while watching. SPOILERS!

Here we are again, send help.

I love how the death of Samuel - the literal protagonist of the last 5 seasons that so many characters that are still in the show knew so well - is just forgotten. Iconic. Just like the other characters like Rebe apparently graduated and are just gone as well.

Ari makes me cringe so badly. I hate her transphobia. And she should really get help for her alcoholism.

Nico, I don’t know you, I don’t care about you, but please don’t get involved with these characters, it will fuck you up forever.

Ahh, I was so happy when Ivan told Patrick that all he wants him to do is communicate properly. Finally, some sanity.

I haaate Ariiiii so much. She thinks every guy talking to her is trying to flirt? Jesus.

Okay, so, I like how the show tricked me into thinking the funeral scenes were Ivan’s funeral, when it turned out to be Cruz’. It wasn’t super artistic, a bit plain and cheap in retrospect, actually, but still enjoyable.

So Ari is getting her Samu-mourning-storyline and the alcohol problem is touched on. It is so poorly executed, though. And I don’t think I’ll ever like her character.

Damn, it’s just all so messy ... the whole Ivan x Patrick thing, I mean ... It really isn’t on Patrick that Cruz died ... he has a right to be angry at Ivan, especially after he literally had sex with Ari ... but I guess I also empathize with Ivan? It’s such a complicated dynamic at this point. I think they need some space.

Nico, Nico, Nico. See, this is the downward spiral everyone experiences when they get involved with these characters. How it started: he was fairly happy. How it’s going: He met Ari and now his life is fucked over and he’s a criminal. Great.

It was kinda cheep how the show made it seem like Ari would hit Ivan, but then it was Mencia, oh wait, big, crazy reveal: It was Sara. I don’t know, it just didn’t amaze me.

Why not just go to the police, Mencia?

Poor Patrick being manipulated by his own sister Ari.

Glad that Isa got justice.

The fuck was that ending lmao.

#elite #elite season 6 #elite netflix #elite spoilers #commentary

[themomsandthecity]

Phoenix, Oscar, Leo, Arlo, and 170 More of the Cutest Names For Baby Boys

Brainstorming baby names can be one of the most fun (and important) aspects of planning for the arrival of your little one, but it can also feel really overwhelming. If you don't have certain requirements, like wanting a name that runs in the family, the possibilities can seem endless. Our names are the first thing tied to our identities, and we know how daunting that sounds - so we're here to ease you of any stress you have on your hunt for cute baby boy names. Choosing a cute boy name that will be equally fitting for an adorable infant and the adult he grows into can be a challenge, which is why we compiled this list of cute, unique boy names. You're sure to find an option that flow well with your last name or other kids' names among the cute names for boys we rounded up here. You might even find two that you like to help you out with a middle name option. (Oh, and if you want options for cute girls' names, we have you covered for that too, with our list of cute girl names.) Cute Names For Boys A Abe, Addison, Aiden, Amir, Amos, Ansel, Archie, Ari, Arlo, Asher, Atticus, August, Austin, Avery, Axel B Beau, Beckett, Bentley, Benicio, Benito, Benjamin, Billy, Bishop, Blake, Bodhi, Briggs, Brody, Brooks C Caleb, Campbell, Carter, Caspian, Charlie, Cody, Colby, Cole, Colton, Cooper, Crew, Crosby, Cruz D Dallas, Dash, Dawson, Dax, Deacon, Diego, Dillan, Donovan, Dorian, Duke, Dustin, Dylan E Easton, Eden, Eli, Elias, Elliott, Emerson, Emmett, Ender, Enrique, Enzo, Everest, Ewan, Ezra F Felipe, Finley, Finn, Fletcher, Ford, Frankie, G Gabriel, Gage, Gavin, Graham, Grant, Gray, Greyson, Griffin, Gus Related: Waverly, Merritt, and 103 Other Unique and Beautiful Girls' Names H Harley, Henry, Hudson, Hugh, Hurley I Ian, Ira, Isaac, Isaiah J Jacob, Jack, Jaime, Jasper, Jaxon, Jayden, Jett, Jude, Julian K Kai, Khalil, Kingsley, Knox L Larkin, Leo, Liam, Logan, Luke M Mason, Maverick, Max, Memphis, Miles, Milo, Morris N Nate, Neo, Nico, Noah, Noe, Nolan O Oden, Oliver, Omari, Oscar, Otis, Owen P Peyton, Phoenix, Pierce Q Quentin, Quinn Related: 50 Adorable and Meaningful Names For Baby Boys in 2022 R Remy, Rhett, Rhys, Roman, Ronin, Rowan, Ryan, Ryder S Samuel, Sawyer, Santiago, Sebastian, Shane, Silas T Tate, Theodore, Titan, Tobias, Toby, Trenton U Uri V Valentino, Van, Virgil W Walker, Wesley, Wren, Wrenynn, Wyatt X Xander, Xavi, Xavier Y Yasir, Yates, Yonah, York, Yunis, Yuri Z Zachary, Zaiden, Zander, Zane https://www.popsugar.com/family/Cute-Boy-Names-43713664?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

[moonkyos]

☾ about me ☾

name: megan or meg, either is fine (i'm okay with nicknames/pet names too!)

pronouns: she/her

age: 24 (born march 21st 2000, birthday twins with anton <3)

zodiac sign: aries (libra moon & virgo rising)

location/timezone: england / gmt

height: 5'1" (yes i'm tiny)

mbti: infp-t

other random facts

i've been into kpop since may 2015

i'm autistic and have anxiety so i'm not the best at initiating conversations with new people, but i'm always down to make friends so please don't hesitate to come talk to me!

my favourite colours are purple, black, grey/silver, red, pink, green and blue

i've been a gamer since i was a little kid

i love alternative/rock music

i've always wanted piercings and tattoos but currently don't have any

i love animals! especially dogs, wolves, foxes and elephants

my favourite seasons are spring and autumn

i like the sound of rain but hate thunder and lightning

i'm always cold so i'm usually wearing an oversized hoodie and also wrapped up in blankets

who are my ults?

enhypen - jake

nct - mark

riize - wonbin & anton

txt - yeonjun

&team - maki

who do i stan?

a.c.e - wow

ampers&one - mackiah & siyun

astro - sanha

ateez - san

boynextdoor - leehan

cravity - woobin

day6 - young k

evnne - keita

exo - chanyeol

got7 - jinyoung

ikon - bobby

itzy - chaeryeong

le sserafim - kazuha, yunjin & chaewon (having a hard time choosing between them)

monsta x - jooheon & changkyun

newjeans - minji

one pact - jay chang

pentagon - kino

p1harmony - keeho

pow - yorch & hong

samuel (soloist)

seventeen - woozi

shinee - key

stray kids - felix

taeyeon (soloist)

the boyz - sunwoo & eric

the rose - woosung

toz - takuto

twice - momo & jihyo

tws - dohoon

zerobaseone - ricky

82major - yechan

others i casually listen to: ab6ix, ciipher, bts, everglow, f(x), girls generation, illit, ive, kep1er, leehi, lucente, mamamoo, mcnd, nomad, nu'est, oneus, onf, red velvet, seori, sf9, treasure, vav, vixx, xdinary heroes, xikers, 8turn

if you have any questions or want to know more about me, feel free to ask!

© moonkyos 2024

#about me

[edensbingham]

[ samantha logan | female | she/her | twenty-five ] —— it’s just another typical week in hawkins i guess — isn’t that right, eden bingham? huh, guess they can’t hear me over shout at the devil by motley crue playing on their walkman, but it looks like they’re headed to work as a radio host. did you know eden has been in hawkins for 9 months? yeah, they’ve been described as a bit moody, but i suppose them also being a maverick outweighs the negative. i’ve also heard people say they remind them of smoke moving through the sun rays on lazy days, hard rock records laid about on the floor, sneaking out to a party on a friday night… however, that could just be this weeks newest rumor.

                                        the basics //

full name : eden leah bingham (originally wallace) birthdate & zodiac : march 30, 1962 - aries gender & pronouns : female, she/her sexuality : bisexual occupation : radio host hometown : salt lake city, utah family : samuel & harriet wallace (parents, deceased), mr. & mrs. bingham (adoptive parents), suzie, tabitha, cornielius, tatum, sterling, tanner, & peter bingham (adoptive siblings)

                                      deeper dive //

hobbies :                ART - eden has always been good with art and can often be found doing some form of art.                RELAXING - while it may not be a real hobby, eden loves just relaxing with some music and weed.                STARGAZING - she’s always been interested in the stars and looking at them, even if she doesn’t care about what the constellations are called.                LISTENING TO MUSIC - music has become eden’s sanctuary and she finds comfort in listening to her music.

favorites :                 food - hawaiian pizza                 drink - black coffee, beer (alcoholic)                 movie - halloween                 song - shout at the devil by motley crue                 color - black habits :              cigarettes  / alcohol / drug use                 nervous ticks include [ throat spasm, biting lip ] loves :                 [ her siblings, rock & metal music, daisies, black, her tattoos ] fears :                 [ losing someone she loves, being forced to confirm to how her father wants her to be, not being good enough ] talents :                  [ sewing, drawing, painting, cooking, cleaning, charisma, debate ]

                                       appearance //

height : five foot, seven inches tattoos : an x on her right wrist, hibiscus flower on right wrist, crescent moon behind left ear piercings : ears hair : black, long

                                             bio //

Eden was adopted at the age of five by the Binghams. They were family friends and when her parents passed from a car accident, they took her in and made the adoption legal on her fifth birthday.

She never felt like she wasn’t part of the family and as the oldest, it was her job to take care of the younger ones and make sure they weren’t getting in the way of their dad working in his office and that they wouldn’t be burning the house down; which some days, was almost the case.

She started questioning her faith around the age of fourteen. There were things she was being told she didn’t understand and was even hearing differently at school from her peers. Whenever she would ask questions, she would be shot down and told to not question things, which drove her crazy. While she still went to church, she hated every moment of it. She also felt that if there was a god, why would he take her parents away.

She started rebelling more when she was sixteen. She started sneaking out, going to parties, and smoking weed as well as drinking with her friends. She discovered rock music and started playing those and dressing more like Joan Jett than the church going daughter her father wanted her to be. 

At eighteen, Eden went out and got her first tattoo, the crescent moon behind her ear. She hid them from her father, but during the summer, it was hard and he spotted them. There was a lot of yelling that day and eventually, Eden moved out with a friend. She would still come over to help with her siblings, but on days she didn’t need to be, she wasn’t at her childhood home anymore.

While wanting to be an artist, her father wouldn’t pay for schooling for that, thinking she should go into something more practical. So, she did it on the side while she did odd jobs here and there. She has worked the front desk of a hotel until she got too many tattoos that they fired her, a waitress, a bartender, and a clerk at a grocery store while continuing to be there for her younger siblings as much as she could be while her father worked as she loved them and felt like she owed it to the Binghams.

This is how it was for years until after the boys that were friends with Suzie’s boyfriend showed up. She didn’t see why they had come all that way for whatever it was they were there for and then not long after, she heard from her mother that Suzie up and left to Indiana. Unsure about all this, Eden packed a bag and went out there as well to get her sister back.

However, things didn’t go as planned. Suzie wasn’t going to leave and she wasn’t just going to let her sister be there on her own. With her younger siblings fine at home, she ended up getting a place in Hawkins and staying in town herself; getting a job as a radio host.

                                          wanted connections //

New Friends - people she has met in town and has become friends with.

Customers - people who come into the bar.

Co-Workers - fellow workers at the bar.

#you know she did me well then she broke my heart ; intro #religion tw #weed tw #death tw #parental death tw

[slowlyhauntedcowboy]

(FANMADE) Love & Hip Hop: Los Santos Cast Members

- La Perversa (rapper)

- Yailin la Mas Viral (rapper)

- Carl Johnson (of Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas)

- Franklin Clinton (of Grand Theft Auto V)

- Ursula (of Grand Theft Auto V)

- Ice Cube (rapper) *SPECIAL GUEST*

- Sukihana (rapper)

- Samuel L Jackson (actor) *SPECIAL GUEST*

- Ashley Butler (Sukihana's Best Friend Forever)

- Maria Latore (Sukihana's Friend)

- Liz Macallen (Franklin's Ex)

- Tanisha Jackson (Franklin's Girlfriend)

- Big Smoke (Carl's Friend)

- Madd Dogg (rapper/of Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas)

- OG Loc (rapper/of Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas)

- Joseline Hernandez

- Jhonni Blaze

- Just Brittany

- Mario D'Leon (actor)

- Trieste Kelly Dunn (actress)

- Angelina Jolie (actress)

- Tommy Vercetti (of Grand Theft Auto: Vice City)

- Donald Love (of Grand Theft Auto: Liberty City Stories) *CAMEO APPEARANCE*

- Andraya (stripper)

- Daisy (stripper/rapper)

- Steven Ogg (actor) *CAMEO APPEARANCE*

- Tracey De Santa (of Fame or Shame)

- Amanda De Santa (Tracey's Mom)

- Billie (Tracey's Stalker)

- Katsuki, Ryan, Jason, and Slenderman (Billie's friends)

- Cheetah (stripper)

- Honey Cocaine (rapper)

- Sapphire (stripper)

- Luis (Vagos member)

- José (Luis' Father)

- Princess Georgina

- Ari Fletcher (social media star)

- Lo London (of Bad Girls Club)

- Rynda

- Kate McReary

- Lamar Davis (Franklin's Friend)

- Stretch

- D

- Tonya

- Nikki (stripper)

- Kiki Jenkins

- Poppy Mitchell

- Jenna

- Ashley

- Vito Scaletta (of Mafia)

- KaMillion (rapper)

- Milan Christopher (rapper)

- Erica

- Princess Nokia (rapper)

- Katsuki's Mom

- Billie's Mom

- Halle Berry (actress)

- Ariel (model)

- Sasha (actress)

- Jelaminah Lanier (of Bad Girls Club)

- Megan Thee Stallion (rapper)

- Andrea

- Joanna (Cheetah's Friend)

- MC Lyte (rapper)

- Ace Hood (rapper)

- T-Bone

- Paige

- Trevor (José's Son & Luis' Brother)

- Asia

- Haddaway (singer)

- Kat St. John (rapper)

- Playboy X (of Grand Theft Auto IV)

- Dwayne (of Grand Theft Auto IV)

#gta #lhh #loveandhiphop #vh1 #grandtheftauto #realitytv #fanmade #fanfic #fanfiction #cast #ratchet #ghetto #ratchettv #realityshow

[remixinc]

Don't try this at home | Vans X SE Bikes from bruno luglio on Vimeo.

Starring @rrdblocks, @bs.dell, @bs.jake_, @ian_the_goat23, @bikelifejell, @dragstar.jadin @jaemilez, @soldiernumbertwo

Directed by @zapelini

Director of Photography: @mikaaltskan

Executive Producer: @greeley Co-Producer: @manonymous

Production Company: @razor_soft

Creative Director: @bluglio SR Creative: @lilgossip.xo

Voice Artist: @are_bato

Editor: @mahferraz Edit Company: @cutandrunedit Assistant Editor: @erica.nh Flame Artist: @barda.cg (@liquor.media)

Assistant Director: @dulcelamarca First AC: @dsorasio_ac 2nd AC: @ben5932

Art Director: @natalienareau Stylist: @alexandracmccown

Steadicam: @best_franz_forever Trike Tech: Ari Moore Grip: @dansethgreen Gaffer: Lyon Taylor Swing: Kevin Bacon Sound: @snacksound, @sheastadium

Colorist: @efetolotti (@liquor.media)

Music & Sound Designer: @antfood.music

Location Manager: @nycfilmlocations

Consigliere: @ryanglos Boss Link: @zachstaggers Set PA: @laure_adamo, Mike Lighston, Samuel Burstein Truckers: @alexorangedrink, @sam_ashfordd, @jettstrauss

Special Thanks: @soaresfilm, @ross_berk, Jasmine & Daymar Harper, @duallcamera, @handheldfilms, @metrocameracars, @dimsumgogo, @olivercoffeeshop, @fulltankmotocafe, @chinatownicecreamfactory, NYCHA, @maxwellbasch, @benshapiro & The City of New York

[senxitive]

not Elite introducing another unobtainable love interest to ruin the one they beautifully crafted to ruin the other relationship

#i hate this show #oh but also i love this show #producers: we want NO ONE to be happy #writers: say no more #smh #elite #elite season 5 #elite s5 #omar ayuso #patrick blanco #samuel garcía domínguez #itzan escamilla #rebeka parrilla #rebeka de bormujo #mencia #rebe x mencia #rebe #omar x patrick #omar x ander #samuel x ari #samu x ari #sammy x ari

[claudiasalasfp]

Claudia in 5X08 of Elite. (2/2)

#claudia salas #omar ayuso #itzan escamilla #martina cariddi #carla diaz #manu ríos #elite #elite season 5 #rebeka #rebeka de bormujo #rebeka parrilla #mencia #menbeka #rebeka x mencia #Ari #Patrick #omar #samuel

[smuganya]

#elite #eliteedit #elitenetflixsource #elite spoilers #* #gifs* #show: elite: season 5 #show: elite: episode 5x08 #post type: gifs #media: television #relationship: elite: ari x omar #relationship: elite: ari x omar x rebe #relationship: elite: ari x omar x samuel #relationship: elite: ari x omar x rebe x samuel #relationship: elite: omar x samuel #relationship: elite: omar x rebe x samuel #relationship: elite: ari x samuel

[astonishedmspryde]

so you’re telling me that Carla x Samu and Guzmán x Nadia had to break up for this mess of a season???

#ughhhh #elite s4 #elite netflix #elite spoilers #guzman nunier #nadia shanaa #nadia x guzman #guznadia #carmuel #carla x samuel #carla roson #samuel garcia #elite ari

[ryoryeonggu]

So basically this is the whole Samuel/Guzman/Ari dynamic in season 4:

Episode 1:

Guzman: *offended and defended Samuel against Caye saying a girl like Ari wouldn't notice Samuel* Cayetana, go back to your cleaning Samuel's beautiful and no one has right to underestimate my boyfriend so back off

Samuel: *didn't notice Ari at all (the pool scene the one he's staring was Guzman)* *went to Benjamin to convince him himself instead of going along the plan because he didn't like Guzman going out with other girl*

Episode 2:

Samuel: *stared at Guzman & Ari smiling at each other* *confronted him after about something's weird between them in not jealous tone at all* aREn't YoU gOing To trY tO GEt tOgetHER wITh hEr?

Guzman: So what's Rebeka saying was true? That girl is your type? *aggressively list 10000 reasons that he and Ari didn't fit and Samuel shouldn't even think of any chance with her like a jealous husband's warning his wife not to cheat on him*

a few minutes later...

Guzman: Don't you dare to invite her to OUR party!!?

Samuel: You really like that girl so much that you're even rude to me? I'M GOING TO DO WHAT THE FUCK I WANT AND I'D NOT GIVE YOU TWO ANY CHANCE!!! *hooked up with Ari in the party*

Guzman: *saw them have sex* Fuck I'm going to break up with my girlfriend now so I could break them apart!!!

Episode 3:

Samuel: *giggling like an idiot and looked happier than ever to hear Guzman's single and he might break up with Nadia because of him*I know it, because of me Ari! I'm done with her. *basically ignored Ari until she chasing after him only to scoff her about her arrogant attitude toward Cayetana and say he wouldn't go with her to the party*

Guzman: *preferred looking and obsessing over Samuel's ass during the entire party than paying attention to his actual girlfriend* DON'T YOU EVER DARE TO TALK TO HER DON'T YOU DARE WANT HER YOU ARE MINE!

Episode 4:

Samuel: *very minding his own business and just wanted to join the debate team for his future and Benjamin convinced him to* *only show any interests in Ari in front of Guzman or when he's supposed to as friends and a decent human being*

Guzman: You join that team because of Ari? NO NO NO NO DID I MENTION NO! *tried to sabotage every chance of Samuel signing up for the team and any casual conversations between him and Ari*

Episode 5:

Samuel: *completely pissed off at Ari for bringing up his brother's case at the public debate*

Guzman: *100% on Samuel's side - even glaring and walking away from Ari for hurting Samuel's feeling - and said Samuel's the best thing I've had out of those shitty years, constantly praised him in front of the girl he's supposed to be jealous for*

Episode 6:

Samuel: *saw Guzman and Ari make out, the first time in the entire season he had showed he bothered properly* Why am I jealous now? OMG I actually like Ari? (no guess again you fool) *the next day out of nowhere confessed his feeling to Ari (when most of the time he didn't pay half of efforts to win her over like the way he did with Marina and Carla) then f*cked her again* (nice timing dude)

Episode 7 + 8:

Samuel & Guzman: *performed two different kind of typical dramatic angst public soap operas with "how dare you cheating on me?" "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you" then both processed to choose one another over the girl they "loved" and acted like they are restraining themselves so hard from kissing each other at the end*

And I'm supposed to believe this is a love triangle? This is obviously the story of two hopeless dumbasses that couldn't tell who they truly were jealous for, they mistaken their compulsive and possessive emotions was for the girl they barely knew when (or they're just scared to admit) they simply had feelings for each other. And till the end, they still didn't get it :) Poor Ari, I feel so bad for her.

#guzmuel #guzman nunier #samuel garcía domínguez #samuel garcía #samuel garcia #elite #ari blanco #thoughts #i can't even with those idiots #they messed up a whole season because of their stupid stubborn ass #poor ari #like if they liked her enough to ruin their friendship for her #they wouldn't have gave up on her so easily #but i think they really thought that they loved her #samuel x guzman #guzman x samuel