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mag200 · 2 years

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my initial reactions to red tv

(i wrote this down on my first listen thru but was way too exhausted that night to post it lol)

state of grace: it sounds like, kinda rushed but i think that’s probably just me being a little anxious cause its one of my favorite songs. she sounds fantastic oh my god the notes

red: OH HELL YEAH SHE SOUNDS GOOOOOOOD. the guitar!! the production!! im obsessed this song was already so good and just feels like revitalized now i love it. THE BRIIIIIDDGE. it fucks!!!

treacherous: oh she sounds so soft and good its stunning how much her voice has matured in the last decade. gorgeous incredible showstopping. the background vox are perfection

ikywt: oh it slaps i knew it would. the beat drop sounds a little more modern i love it. i can hear so much more in the background its so cool.

all too well: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 she sounds so good but im crying oh god.

22: oh this is so good and fun. i love that shes almost 32 singing this you can hear her having fun with it. it definitely sounds less authentically young than the og does but i think her voice and the production are also more pleasant to listen to now. im so excited for anyone whos 22 right now and has this.

i almost do: ohh the “i cant say hello to you” line hit DIFFERENT i love it. the guitar coming thru in the last chorus actually reminds me so much of debut era which i am SO excited to hear rerecorded. god she can do things with ballads now that she couldnt before and its so good. like 3 separate syllables in “mess” in “we made quite a mess babe” it sounds excellent.

wanegbt: shes gotten so good at the singing-like-shes-talking thing the snark comes thru so strong blondie i love u. its a bop it sounds so great. the “wheeeEEE” is so high pitched but i think its funny

stay stay stay: oh her voice sounds softer i really like it. the fake country twang has returned lol good for her. recreating the giggle “its so fun” at the end feels Mildly weird to me but whatever its cute.

the last time: OH HI GARY LIGHTBODY his vocals sound soo good. IS THAT A HEARTBEAT IN THE BACKGROUND. UHHhhhhh??? OH. OH WOW. aAHh. okay!! okay. i feel normal and fine. this fucks. everything sounds so clear. its cinematic. groundbreaking spectacular.

holy ground: YEAH YEAH YEAHHHHHHH BABEYYYY. god she sounds so fucking good im losing braincells. i was hoping she’d do the deep throaty joan jett “DUST!!” she did at that one 2017 (i think?) show but its still good.

sad beautiful tragic: this needs to be in a movie someone needs to use tbis. fuck its good. this song doesnt need a big show to be spectacular its just so fucking cutthroat shes just such a good writer.

the lucky one: her singing this after 2016 hits different huh ah its soo good tho. ppl always slept on this one but its a banger.

everything has changed: good lord this album is long. ok. ed sheeran sucks but its a good song. i dont like that i can hear more of eds backing vox in taylors lines hes so annoying.“all i know is pouring rain” always fuckin gets me its good. she sounds stunning.

starlight: i am literally a barbie on the boardwalk. she sounds SO GOOD god!!! this bitch really tried so hard to become a kennedy. go girlboss. the new production does so much for this song i love it.

begin again: this songs perfect always has been always will be <33

the moment i knew: he literally didnt go to her birthday party…. anyway hhghh ive always loved this one its just so big and sparkly and dramatic and heartbreaking.

come back be here: yeah yeahhhh yeAHHHH always been in like my top ten songs im so glad to have this. not much different rlly but her vocals are insane. love u blondie

girl at home: OHHH IFS SO DIFFERENT AND COOL!!! i love the og but i think taylor was like no one likes this so i can do what i want. anyway its VERY cool & reminds me of 1989 and rep. girl isnt at home shes in a club i think. i like it!!

state of grace acoustic: mystical and enchanting <333

ronan: yeah i cant handle this song im listening to it once for release night but probably wont be listening much its too rough. she sounds good but christ dude.

better man: oooh the melody changes are interesting. i think its gonna grow on me i kinda liked the stripped back country approach to it more but i like hearing taylor do it more than little big town.

nothing new: PHHHOOOOEEEEBE!!! she got a verse <33 oh fuck these lyrics hits hard. women.

babe: what about your PROMISES PROMISES??? what ABOUT them!!! hearing this in her voice just hits different.

message in a bottle: ooh this is SO glittery sparkly christmas pop. like this sounds like a christmas song. this is the prelude to christmas tree farm. its cute!! it feels like a disney song lmao i like it tho

i bet you think about me: it sounds so good i rlly enjoy the sound but this is SO funny does taylor think shes poor? im sorry girlie do you think you grew up a poor working class farm girl?? bestie???????? its a good song tho. fuck the gyllenhaals. “your organic shoes” ajdjfjjsjdjd get his ass

forever winter: the way im getting i’d lie vibes from this omg. love it. its another christmas pop ballad. im convinced im hearing sleigh bells in the background. good for her.

run: tragically im forced to really like a song that has ed sheeran in it. wish they would stop doing this to me hes so annoying but its a rlly good song. kinda reminds me of dead hearts by stars.

the very first night: they dont know!! about the night!! in the hotel!!!!!! the prologue to dress. once again this is quite clearly a christmas bop. did taylor want to write an og christmas album in 2012??? this is very fun tho im enjoying it.

all too well 10mv: mentally im unwell. blondie signed my death certificate w this one. like. oh wow. all the new lore about this rlly changes the perspective on this relationship and makes it sound so much more toxic than the og atw did. “ILL GET OLDER BUT YOUR LOVERS WILL STAY MY AGE.” im revving my chainsaw. im crying in a river. the production!!! i rlly like the drums and the light synth its different but not too different from the original. the lyrics holy fuck taylors taking no hostages. “just between us did the love affair maim you too?” i wasnt even there and it maimed me so. that outro is so haunting she literally sounds like a ghost.

#long post //#taylor swift #red tv

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crystalirises · 3 years

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The Final Answer (36 Questions AU 1/13)

Hello guys! So I made a Fundywastaken fic... but 36 Questions. I hope you guys like it! (This occurs in the Dream SMP and involve the characters, not the people). I’ll be uploading this on ao3 too for those who want to read it there (tumblr deletes my posts if I add external links so I can’t put the link here rip).

(Also in this AU Dream and Fundy got married at some point during Schlatt’s administration and George didn’t object because dammit George)

HEAR ME OUT

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“Dream, we should watch treasure planet, ba― Babe.”

“WHAT.”

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“Dream, you have been the most fantastic partner to watch treasure planet with… heh… I’ve known you for so long now, I can’t imagine a life without you. I love you. We've gone through our own tragedies. But, would you do me the honor of making me the happiest man on earth? Dream, will you marry me?”

“You were my favorite person ever to watch a movie with. Yes. Yes, I will marry you!”

“YEAHHHHHHH! WOOOOOOOOOO!”

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“Oh, can you say that again?”

“About the wedding?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh my― but Dream we’ve been over this.”

“Yes.”

“What? Do you like hearing my voice that much?”

“I just want to hear your plans again. I want to hear about the big wedding you’ve planned out.”

“No.”

“A lot of guests?”

“This is Insane. Okay, fine. It’s gonna be a big wedding and it’s… wait for it… Treasure Planet-themed oooooh. Cool, right?”

“It sounds perfect, star.”

“I don’t know about the guests though. Can’t really confirm that.”

“Hm. What? What about the guests?”

“Well, funny story, babe…”

~~~~~

“Dream!”

“Oh, uh, hello!”

“Pogtopia has a meeting, remember?”

“Sorry.”

“What? Why?”

“Just... you wouldn’t understand, Funds.”

“What are you doing? Dream… are you?”

“Yes. I am.”

“Why?”

“I’m just ― he promised me something. Something neither Wilbur nor Pogtopia can give me. I’m sorry.”

“Okay… but you still love me, right?”

“…of course.”

“Promise?”

“I’ll always love you, Fundy.”

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“Really?” Dream shivered in his green sweater, the rain pelting mercilessly against his white porcelain mask as he wandered aimlessly through the desert. He held back a frustrated groan. Seriously, a rain storm in the middle of a desert right when nighttime threatened to engulf the world in darkness? He gritted his teeth, seething as he forced himself to move forward. Nature be damned he wasn’t going to turn back. It seems Lady Luck had abandoned him at this crucial moment. Not that he could blame her. He’s pushed everyone away. His friends. His husband.

Dream sighed, peering down at the compass in his hands. The arrow pointed forward, leading him towards his husband… the husband he left… the husband he said he didn’t care for.

“Where are you, Fundy?” Dream trudged through the wet sand, each step heavier than the last. If you had asked him two weeks ago what he’d be doing in the future, it certainly wouldn’t have involved anything to do with traversing through some dead and horrible land. Dream couldn’t believe it. Of all places, why did Fundy have to choose the badlands? He held back the string of curses rising in his throat, exhaustion seeping into his aching bones. He’d been walking for an entire day now, lost in a foreign land that had no mercy for people like him. He couldn’t tell if that rock on the ground was the same rock he’d just passed a couple seconds ago. He groaned, running a hand through his unkempt and dirty hair. Maybe this was his punishment, to wander the desert for all of eternity, searching for a husband who may or may not even be there.

He nearly toppled over, the ground threatening to give way beneath his feet. He scowled, pushing himself as clumps of sand stuck to every part of him. “Oh, I’m gonna die out here…” He began to sing underneath his breath, glancing at the desolate and darkening landscape, his heart on his sleeve. A part of him wished Fundy would appear at any moment, a glimpse of his orange tail around the corner… anything that would give him a hint to his husband’s whereabouts. He shouldn’t have left Fundy that night. He shouldn’t have left. He bit back his sorrow, it wasn’t his time to cry.

“Come on. Give me a sign, star. Just… Anything, please.” His eyes narrowed, hoping to see beyond the neverending veil of rain that engulfed the world. Why did it have to rain at such a time?

The previous days have been… difficult. He’d done many acts that he couldn't say he was proud of… but he would never take them back. He did what he had to. He just didn’t expect to lose his husband in the process. One moment Fundy was by his side, his head nuzzled into his neck as they sat near the warmth of a fireplace, and the next his husband was gone. Fundy had left his ring on their bed, but he didn’t leave a note. No. Dream had to force it out of the newcomer’s mouth to even get a hint of where his husband had run off to.

“What…?” He paused, the distant flutter of a familiar piece of clothing catching his attention. He began to run, the outline of a small cabin coming into view as he stumbled his way towards… a clothesline? He took a shaky breath, reaching out to pluck the hat off the clothespin it hang onto. It was soaking wet, a bundle of black and orange cloth… but he would recognize it anywhere. Fundy loved his hat as much as Dream loved his mask. His attention turned towards the debilitated cabin. Did Fundy live there?

“Please. Please. Please.” Don’t let this be a fluke. He headed towards the cabin, yelping as his leg got caught on sand. He lands against the door with a loud thud, the house trembling violently at the sudden impact. He gripped at its edges. His head pressed against the thin wooden surface.

Worry settled in his gut… maybe Fundy wasn’t here. Maybe… He stilled. The muffled sound of shoes scuffing against the floor ringing through his ears. “Fundy? Star? I… I know you’re there, Fundy. Just… please let me in, star.”

He was met with silence. His heart ached with regret. He wouldn’t delude himself. This was his fault. But… they could still work it out! It couldn’t be over, could it? His fingers dug into the wood, splinters breaking through his skin. Dream couldn’t care less. He wanted his husband to open the door. He wanted to hold him in a tight embrace and apologize, beg for him to come home. At the very least, he wanted to see Fundy’s face for one last time.

“Okay. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe you’re not my husband, my Fundy.” He lets out a sigh.

“Whoever you are…” He swallowed down the bitter and nauseous taste of sadness in his throat, his shoulders shook with unshed tears. He forced himself to continue, a sliver of hope that Fundy would pity him enough to hear him out.

“You share a lot in common with my husband... Funds.” The nickname felt damningly foreign against his tongue, as if he hadn’t used it in a long time. Maybe he hadn’t. He pushed the thought away. He didn’t want to think about it. Not now.

“You have the same hat...” He heard a strained gasp through the door, and his heart began to flutter. He holds the hat to his chest, caressing the cold, soaked cloth with calloused hands. Fundy would want it back, right?

“So either he sold it or maybe you stole it.” Fundy would never, Dream knew that. It was one of the few traits they shared. Fundy hated when Dream washed his hat for him, and Dream hated when Fundy cleaned his mask for him.

“And didn't change the tags...” His fingers reached into the hat, feeling the small patch of paper crudely taped onto its surface. He didn’t need to look to know that ‘F.S.” was written on the parchment.

“So I feel like I know you, like we've met before.” He closed his eyes, the distant memory of warm lights danced across his vision. He recalled the warm hand tucked into his own, the gold-flecked brown eyes that stared up at him with a light that could rival the brightest of stars.

“I walked like 27 hours…” It had been a day at most, a mere second in the life of an admin… but it felt like a lifetime. Dream had wandered through the land, sick and delirious with the idea that he might have been too late, that his husband had gone to a place he would never find.

“…to get to this place. If you were him…” He leaned against the door, wondering if Fundy was doing the same. He couldn’t feel the other’s warmth, blocked by the door and the chill of the rain that clung to his very being. He’d never felt this cold before.

“You'd open up the door.” He raised a hand, his knuckles knocking against the wooden barrier. He held his breath… but the door didn't budge. He sniffed, combing a hand through his hair. He deserved this. He knows he does. But that didn’t make it hurt any less.

“I know you're there. I know you're listening.” A murmur of noise reached his ears, the chime of metal creaking before falling into silence. He hoped Fundy didn’t lock the door on him. Fundy was there, just beyond the door. He was listening. That had to mean something, right?

“You deserve to get to know…” Who did his husband deserve to know? Dream was many things, and he doubted that Fundy would wish to meet any one of them. He was a tyrant. A monster. A liar. A player. A traitor. A shitty husband. He was…

“The person you're trying your damnedest to let go. I know you care.” Fundy must still have some love for him, right? He would have told him to leave if he didn’t, right? Dream held onto that. They could fix this. Fix them. Dream was willing to try… if- if Fundy was. He’d take it all back if it meant having his husband.

“Whoever you are…” Fundy… please. Warm rolls of liquid dripped past his cheeks, a contrast to the rain that cruelly poured down onto his shivering form. He could feel the approaching cold of night in the air, his fingers trembling at the shift of temperature.

“You have a thousand reasons not to trust whoever I am.” Fundy had no reason to, and Dream knew that. Their love was insane, a story of confusion and impossibilities. They were enemies. They were supposed to be enemies. Fundy should hate him and Dream should be indifferent to the fox’s very existence.

“For whatever it's worth…” A sob seeps past his lips, his throat burning with a scream he dared not escape. His hand lets go of the door, resting on top of the porcelain mask he had worn for so long. In one move, he took it off.

“I also have no clue as to who I actually am.” The wind slapped at his cheeks. He can’t recall the last time he’s taken off his mask.

“But I know, this is the first time in my life…” He wore it on their date. He wore it to their wedding. Did Fundy even know what he looked like? Did he care?

“That I am sure.” Did Dream want him to? Did he want Fundy to see him? To see beyond the mask? See the man behind the smile?

“I walked like 27 hours, replaced two boots during a storm.” He would walk another mile if Fundy asked him to. He really would.

“And I won't leave ‘til you open up the door.” He had to see him, even if it was just one final glimpse. A final farewell to a love story doomed from the beginning.

“I hear you there. I hear you listening.” Fundy.

“You deserve to get to know the person you're trying your damnedest to let go.” If you can hear me…

“Hear me out.” Know…

“Hear me out.” That I love you…

“Hear me out.” So, please…

“Let me in.” Oh…

“Let me in.” Please…

“Let me in.” Forgive

“Let me in.” Me…

“Funds, there are zombies everywhere, they’re going to eat me alive…”

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#fundywastaken #fundy #dream mcyt #mcyt

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makeste · 4 years

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BnHA Chapter 249: Todoroki Taco Night

Previously on BnHA: Nothing happened at all, because the manga was on break last week! Fortunately the anime had finally resumed after a billion years (estimation; exact length of time may be slightly off), so we had that to take the edge off in the meantime. Except we didn’t, because the anime also ended up going on break due to a rugby game or some shit. So that was nice. On a related note, when I die I’d like the Basement arc to lower me into my grave, so it can let me down one last time.

Anyway, Endeavor did some mentoring and gave Shouto and Kacchan a power-up assignment and told Deku to work on Air Force to help him master the fine control he needs for the Bloop. Then Fuyu called a week later and was all “HEY DAD, DINNER, OUR PLACE, TONIGHT, BRING THE KIDS.” And then as previously mentioned, we waited two whole fucking weeks and MY GOD, my body is ready, on to the new chapter we go!

Today on BnHA: Shouto, Katsuki, and Deku are cordially invited to Todosmith Farms for an evening of food and fun! They make it approximately six minutes into dinner before Natsu loses it and exits with more theatrics than a spurned reality TV show contestant. Baku and Deku spend the next hour being all “!!!” at each other back and forth, and whispering about how fucking dramatic the Todorokis are, which fully kills me and is my favorite thing ever to happen in the world. Deku then begins to guide Shouto through his personal healing process like fucking Mufasa booming at Simba from the heavens, and meanwhile Endeavor listens in while quietly kneeling before HIS DEAD SON’S PHOTOGRAPH, IN THE SHRINE THEY BUILT FOR SAID DEAD SON IN HIS BEDROOM, and sorrowfully wishing he could do more for his family. Anyways so I’m in ruins now, but otherwise fine. How are you?

(All comments are my unspoiled reactions from my initial readthrough of the chapter. I did a quick edit for grammar and clarity afterward, and added a few ETAs in the process, but aside from that there are no changes.)

well it’s Thursday morning, and I have just seen the picture of baby white-haired Touya because no one in this fandom knows how to fucking spoiler tag (and that’s on me too for browsing the BnHA tag on a Thursday; I know better, but I was just curious how this new group chat thing was working out), so here are my immediate thoughts

we never actually confirmed that the hair color correlates to their powers, huh. we just assumed. but come to think, there’s no reason why someone couldn’t have mom’s hair but dad’s quirk. it’s all Shouto’s fault for being a perfect 50/50 split and thus making everyone assume that THAT’S JUST HOW IT WORKS. damn you Shouto and your dramatic character design

anyways I tried not to look at the pic for too long -- once I realized what I was looking at, I averted my eyes -- but he does look like Dabi, I think. oh shit guys. it’s really fucking happening

and I also didn’t get a good enough look to determine whether this was a photo of Touya (that Deku or whoever happened to spot while visiting the Todochester Mystery House for the much-hyped dinner) or a flashback image (in which he is just standing really fucking still for some reason and staring directly at the camera), so I guess we’ll see. but anyways, Deku and Kacchan didn’t come all the way down to Todoroki taco night to not have their evening peppered with intricate family drama and reopened wounds and hysterical conspiracy theories, so you had better keep them goddamn entertained! lord knows the Todorokis don’t do small talk. this is literally their only way of spicing things up so their guests don’t die of sheer awkwardness while Endeavor sits in stony silence and Shouto just stuffs his face with soba all night

also aren’t we due some popularity poll results soon? just getting in all my random thoughts now before we dive in. anyways Horikoshi, so you know what I want to see now and you better deliver

aaaand now it’s Friday! so Happy Birthday Aizawa, and LET’S GET TO THAT CHAPTER

and we’re opening with Endeavor’s Redemption Arc: The Page. omg

holy fucking shit BnHA. you sure do have a way of making me wait WITH BATED BREATH!! FOR TWO WEEKS!!! ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAT!!!! for the new fucking chapter only to have me immediately suck in a deep breath through my teeth and seriously reconsider whether I am in any way emotionally prepared to handle this. “you think you know what you want?!” Horikoshi demands. “YOU HAVE NO IDEA.” sob it’s trueeee

okay. okay. we can do this. hell, if we made it through Tomura’s flashbacks then this should be child’s play. so all right, let’s go

-- oh wait, but before I click to the next page, I just want to note that Endeavor isn’t the only one who’s nowhere to be found in this pic, though! boy you have three sons. uno dos tres

“the hellish Todoroki residence” lmao this legitimately sounds like the title of a Buzzfeed Unsolved episode

ARE YOU TELLING ME ENDEAVOR PROVIDES LUXURY APARTMENTS FOR ALL HIS FUCKING EMPLOYEES OMFG

SO MY THREE SONS HAVE ALL BEEN ROOMING TOGETHER UNDER ENDEAVOR’S ROOF!? THE FANFIC ENDEAVOR AGENCY RESIDENCES?! WHAT KIND OF OT3 SHENANIGANS HAVE BEEN ABOUNDING THIS PAST WEEK OH MY GOODNESS THIS IS LIKE A DREAM

OH MY GOD

okay I have like... ten different notes I want to make about Katsuki and I don’t know where to start SO I’LL JUST START SOMEWHERE!

I’ve legit wanted to see how he would look with his mask pushed up into his hair like a headband for the longest fucking time (I don’t know why! I just wanted to see it!) so this. is. Christmas for me omg. if only he wasn’t making one of his (◣д◢) faces and was instead making a normal face. but that’s probably too much to ask of him at THE CRACK OF DAWN, which brings me to my next point,

I thought he was a morning person?? [furiously checking headcanon notes] kid you go to bed at 8pm. you have your full eight hours by four in the fucking morning. and the full nine and a half hours that GROWING BOYS ACTUALLY NEED by 5:30am, which is when I always assumed you typically woke up in order to get in your morning workout and BEAST IT UP IN THE PIT or whatever gym people do. yet here you are, half dead, while Deku and Burnin’ are raring to go. were you just burning the midnight oil and that’s why you’re grumpy? WAS IT THE FANFIC AGENCY RESIDENCES SHENANIGANS, OH MY GOD I CAN’T

lastly, look at that unzipped collar. why is it that the more disheveled he looks the more I want to pile him up in a headlock and give him noogies. I love him so fucking much, this is ridiculous, he was only gone for two weeks but it felt like SEVENTEEN YEARS anyway

so Burnin’ is all “catch any villains faster than Endeavor yet, LOL, LIKE THAT COULD EVER HAPPEN!!” and they’ve been putting up with this trolling for a fucking week now huh. no wonder Katsuki’s ready to pack it in and sleep for the next year

motherfucker holy shit

sure thing coach. Todoroki Shouto out here ready for the morning huddle. BRING IT IN! ONE TWO THREE PLUS ULTRA

meanwhile Katsuki better keep his hair like that for the rest of the arc now. the collar too. I am living for this

what is Shouto doing with his hands

are you blowing a kiss. or beckoning toward her like Neo in the Matrix. are you channeling your inner Iida. wtf is this

this one panel perfectly encapsulates everything I love about this OT3 dynamic oh my god

Katsuki screaming at Todoroki that he’s better than him (based on impeccable, flawless logic). Shouto completely disregarding this and calmly continuing to have a normal conversation at a normal person volume. and Deku ignoring them both while sending the chipperest, most positive energy in the world out toward this other person because he loves everyone!!

and now there’s three closeups of the boys showing how worn out they are

they’ve been working so hard I’m so proud of them and also they totally deserve a night off to go gorge themselves on soba at Toderly Manor

and then there’s a whole nother page continuing to establish that it has been a week! and they’re working hard! and YES, WE KNOW, though

yep yep yep we get it now WHAT ABOUT THAT DINNER oh my god. it’s been four pages! and if we’re only getting thirteen again then this is precious real estate we’re just wasting here, come onnnnn

so Endeavor is continuing to show off how great he is while the kids look on in frustration

heh but I like this panel because LOOK AT THEM

ALL THREE OF THEM CAN FLY (basically). I love it. yes. just let them be airborne for the rest of the series

meanwhile Endeavor’s thinking agitated thoughts about how Fuyu wants him to try and CONNECT TO THE CHILDREN ON AN ACTUAL EMOTIONAL LEVEL, like what do you think he is?? a human being??!

lol he’s got that look like “WHY DON’T YOU JUST KILL ME NOW AND BE DONE WITH IT.” things he would rather do than have a family dinner with his kids and his two new apprentices: literally. anything. else. ah, but Endeavor. no one said the path of Not Being A Bastard would be easy

he’s thinking about how happy Fuyu sounded on the phone, though. “the thought of us finally becoming a real family...” c’mon Enji you can’t just let your only daughter down like that

and also me. you better not fucking let me down. I was promised dinner at Todoton Abbey and DAMN IT THIS IS HAPPENING

lol he’s getting all fired up and the kids are just mindlessly yelling back like “FUCK YEAH”

even the guy in the background’s like “YEAHHHHHHH LET’S DO ITTT.” the best part is how not a single one of them has any clue what they are loudly agreeing to

OH MY GOD

TODOLAND RANCH, AT LONG LAST. YESSSSS

lmao Kacchan

“it’s not too late!” he is so desperate, bless him. all he wanted was to curl up in his room with a bowl of spicy ramen after a long day and watch old All Might clips on Youtube while blissfully not interacting with a single other soul. and now instead they’ve dragged him to fucking Todo-a-Lago for dinner with his boss, his two best friends who he hates, and SOMEONE’S SISTER. what a nightmare

FUYUMIIIIII

worst part is, I don’t think Kacchan will be able to resist Fuyu’s Kind Elementary School Teacher Energy at all. he’s totally screwed. -- OH MY GOD, IS HE HIDING

like, I know this is the Todoroki drama chapter and that’s where my focus should be, and I’M SORRY, but you guys all know what you signed up for by this point, right? you can read a million other Todo hot takes on tumblr today, but this will forever be the blog that spends paragraphs and paragraphs obsessing over Kacchan hiding behind the door frame and sulking and asking “why though?” in increasingly petulant tones like a four-year-old because SOMEONE DRAGGED HIM TO A SOCIAL EVENT and this is his personal hell! Fuyu’s gonna end up having to manually feed him chicken like Satou did at the party

meanwhile now that I’m actually READING THE REST OF THE PANEL LIKE A NORMAL PERSON, I have to pause for a moment to let my heart break over Deku saying that he hardly ever gets invited over by friends. hey Deku come here for a moment, I just have to give you a dozen hugs real quick and then you can continue as you were

anyway so guys I literally owe Todoroki Fuyumi my life and I want to send her flowers with a “THANKS FOR SAVING THE MANGA” card but it’ll have to wait until the chapter is done. let’s continue

NATSU’S HERE TOO, SHOUTO SAW HIS SHOES, OH M Y GO D

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

(ETA: shout out to Natsu for wearing the greatest shirt of all time and taking Deku’s rookie-tier gags to THE NEXT LEVEL!)

I LOVE EVERYTHING. I’M SOBBING. BLESS YOU HORIKOSHI. LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!

holy shit Deku

Alton fucking Brown over here. chill my dude

NATSU BRINGING THAT DRAMA YESSSS

and look how oblivious Deku is to the general vibe settling in here

what the fuck do you see. you just literally had no idea how else to respond to that, huh

oh my god oh my fucking god

(ETA: I’m laughing so hard and I’ll explain in the tags. sob.)

guys let me just break down these two panels for you

1. Fuyu is all “NATSU YOU COOKED TOO”

2. Shouto is all “WTF, I ATE NATSU FOOD AND NO ONE FUCKING TOLD ME”

3. Natsu is all “YOU PROBABLY DIDN’T BECAUSE... THAT MAN PROBABLY WOULDN’T ALLOW IT”

how the fuck is there drama brewing over the fucking cooking. this fucking family. and Shouto’s face is two seconds away from being my new icon omg

LMAO

SO YOU TWO FINALLY FUCKING CONNED ON TO THE DANGEROUS SITUATION YOU’VE FOUND YOURSELVES IN, HUH. that’s right bitches. welcome to Todo’s Landing

and now Fuyu has finally made a FATAL ERROR IN JUDGEMENT oh no. that error being trying to fall back on Shouto of all people to ease the awkward tension. that boy literally is made up of awkward tension. right down to his atoms. Fuyu what were you thinking??

FUYUMI: [SLAMS HANDS ON TABLE] “SHOUTO WHAT KIND OF FOOD DO YOU EAT AT SCHOOL!!!!”

SHOUTO: [LEAPING TO HIS FEET] “AT THE CAFETERIA!!!!”

someone help me I’m fucking dying. actually, you know what, help them

“yo Deku, do you wanna get the fuck out of here right now.” “yes, yes I do.” turns out, they didn’t really need that internship anyway. maybe they can still convince the centipede man to take them instead

holy shit

like, I feel so bad for him, but also Fuyu looks so fucking sad and I can’t?? this is too much, and things haven’t even gotten spicy yet. this arc is going to leave me a wreck

DSFKSLDFJLK

“it’s okay,” Horikoshi says comfortingly, “here’s a panel of your two good boys helping clean up.” WELL THANK YOU, EXCUSE ME FOR A MOMENT, I’M GOING TO GO SIT. and think about Katsuki being a fucking gentleman whose momma raised him right and who helps clean up the dishes after being invited over for dinner. never mind that he didn’t even help clean up the Christmas party. but he saw Fuyu being sad and immediately went MY GOD, I’VE GOT TO DO SOMETHING TO HELP THIS STUPIDLY NICE LADY

anyway so are you two going to ask Endeavor why his kids hate him so fucking much. or just ignore it because you pretty much know the gist already because Shouto can’t keep a lid closed on anything

OH MY GOD THEY’RE HAVING A SECRET CONVERSATION ABOUT IT

FFFFFFFdfsLK -- “YOU GUYS WERE TALKING ABOUT IT RIGHT NEXT TO ME, ON ACCOUNT OF I WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE, IN THE SHADOWS, BECAUSE I WAS EAVESDROPPING, SHUT UP”

anyways so did you guys know that Deku and Kacchan having whispered conversations about how dramatic the fucking Todorokis are is my all-time aesthetic. I didn’t know either actually. but it is

Fuyu why are you apologizing to Shouto for making him help clean up

AND WHY ARE YOU PERSISTING IN MAKING THAT FACE. SON OF A BITCH. GIRL I’M BRINGING YOU SOME ICE CREAM AND SOME DVDS. WE’RE GONNA HAVE A SLEEPOVER AND FORGET ALL ABOUT THIS SHIT. PLEASE FEEL BETTER. I’M SORRY YOUR TWIN BROTHER IS DEAD AND YOUR WISH TO HAVE A NORMAL FAMILY IS NEVER GOING TO FUCKING COME TRUE BECAUSE WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS OMG

oh my god she’s having a heart to heart with Shouto about how he feels about Endeavor. oh my god I see Horikoshi aiming a bow right at my fucking heart. he’s notching the fucking arrow, this is it, it’s been real you guys

that look in his one visible eye. god. there it is. oh god. hurts

(ETA: do you suppose all of the Todorokis have secretly had that exact same dream. we know Fuyu has, and Rei as well based on her letter. I’m starting to think that Shouto has too. it only makes sense that a boy who was denied a real childhood for the first fifteen years of his life is going to have some part of him that secretly longs to just have a normal family. in related news, Shouto had better get some fucking hugs in this arc!)

-- ARE YOU SERIOUS

WHAT IS IT WITH HORIKOSHI LATELY AND BEING DONE WITH JUST IMPLYING THINGS AND NOW VERY INTO SHOWING THEM IN EXPLICIT HORRIFYING DETAIL. HERE’S A DEAD DOG! HERE’S A DYING CHILD! HERE’S A SIX-YEAR-OLD WHOSE MOM JUST POURED SCALDING WATER ON HIS FUCKING FACE AND SHE DIDN’T MEAN TO BUT IT’S TOO LATE AND NOW THEY’RE BOTH TRAUMATIZED. AND SHE’S USING HER QUIRK TO HEAL HIM AND HELLO, THIS ONE PANEL IS ABOUT TO MAKE ME START CRYING. KATSUKI YOU WERE RIGHT. WHY, THOUGH

(ETA: yeah this does not bode well for an upcoming flashback in which a child was presumably burned the fuck alive. feels like Horikoshi was testing the waters to see how much he could get away with. we may be in for some brutal shit pretty shortly.)

OH MY GOD A LETTER

they’re going to discharge her soon!?? IMMINENT FEELINGS INBOUND. I HAVE NO MORE SPACE TO PUT THEM!! MY HOUSE IS PACKED WITH FUCKING FEELINGS ALREADY, PLEASE

ahhhh he says he doesn’t know

this is the most realistic fucking thing I’ve read in this manga to this date. not knowing how you feel about the abusive parent who did so much harm but is now trying to change. boyyyyy howdy I feel that in my fucking bones. Horikoshi is out there delivering the real shit. goddamn

KATSUKI MY HERO

it’s as though Horikoshi placed his hands on his shoulders and said “listen up sonny boy, I’ve got an important job that only you can do. defuse this tension. in any way you can.” and Katsuki looked him dead in the eye and said “I got this”

meanwhile Deku’s hoping he can spontaneously develop another new quirk which will open up a hole in the ground to swallow him up

DEKU: “I HAD PERMISSION!!!” KACCHAN: “I DIDN’T HAVE SHIT!!”

HE IS BITCHING LIKE A DISGRUNTLED HOUSEWIFE HOLY SHIT I’M LOSING MY MIND

“A NORMAL, PLEASANT EVENING!!” yes of course, that’s why you spent the entire ride over here clinging to Todoroki’s shirt and repeating “WHY” ad infinitum. anyways as usual this child is a nightmare whose fickle tirades absolutely no one deserves to be subjected to, god bless him and I adore him so

and Deku is again apologizing for him like they’re fucking married. this chapter is filled with so many highs and lows for me, it’s wild

this, to be clear, is one of the highs. god I love it

oh shit it looks like Deku’s getting ready to say something! SOMETHING WISE, I BET

YESSSSSSS

IS HE?? sometimes this kid can just peer into other people’s souls with perfect clarity, it’s uncanny

oh my god Shouto’s face

genuine shock. he doesn’t even know how he feels, but somehow Deku is able to cut right to the heart of it

oh my god Katsuki’s there to chime right in too and say “but if you feel like he doesn’t deserve forgiveness that’s fucking fine too”

this is actually incredibly fucking supportive? anyway so guys have I mentioned within the last five seconds how much I love Bakugou fucking Katsuki. I have? well that’s okay I’ll just say it again anyway. and also I love Deku and Shouto too oh my god. bless this chapter

oh lol nevermind that still Deku talking while Katsuki is just making faces. well he’s doing his best. anyways so like I said I love Midoriya fucking Izuku

(ETA: [chinhands] do you guys think. that perhaps. Midoriya Izuku might be harboring some unresolved feelings regarding his own absent daddo. maybe. ??? why does this chapter have so many layers??)

ah I see, Katsuki spied Natsu just STANDING THERE LISTENING IN THE DARK, as one does, and that’s why the face

and also YES, Shouto is like the kindest fucking person in the whole series possibly. thank you for acknowledging that?? I’m in the process of arranging all of these new feels into a comfy little pile now, so maybe I can curl up in them. if Horikoshi insists on delivering more and more

SLDKFJSLDKFLSHGLKJKLJSLGKJSDLFKSDLFKJLSDKJFLKSL

“THE OTHER CHILD WHO’S NO LONGER THERE” RED ALERT, RED FUCKING ALERT, IT’S REALLY HAPPENING, HOLY FUCKING SHIT. REMINDER TO SELF, NEXT THURSDAY I’M GONNA HAVE TO GO ON A SELF-IMPOSED INTERNET HIATUS FOR TWENTY-FOUR HOURS BECAUSE FANDOM’S GOING TO LOSE THEIR FUCKING SHIT WITH THE SPOILERS NEXT WEEK AND I’M NOT EVEN MAD

sdfhk. oh my god. and so it was a photograph! but one which appears to be a segue into a flashback! and the law of escalating tragic flashbacks states that Touya’s is somehow going to be even more horrific than our last flashback, in which, let me just think back for a sec, oh yes, an entire family was massacred and torn into bloody chunks including a six-year-old girl and a dog, and the surviving child was then adopted by a psychopath who adorned him with severed hands and was all “NEVER FORGET HOW FUCKED UP YOU FEEL ABOUT ALL THIS” and then the child murdered some people to feel better about himself. so this is somehow going to be worse than that. well that’s just. ...I don’t even know. I literally can’t think of a lighthearted way to end that train of thought lmao. WE ARE FUCKING SCREWED. get ready to burn, baby

but meanwhile, parting thoughts

so they really do believe he’s dead. that’s confirmed. and he died (or, well, “died”) young, too, based on this picture and on the toys on that shelf. fffff

Endeavor kneeling at a family shrine to pay respects to his dead son and miserably wishing he was still alive is just. repeated stabbings of my already mutilated heart. thanks. thanks for that

he heard EVERYTHING and he’s saying nothing, because what can he say?? I meanwhile have already said “oh my god” about 1600 times in this recap, but I’ll go ahead and say it again anyway one last time because oh my god, the fucking Todofam AND THEIR FUCKING DRAMA!!!

what can I do for my family at this stage? the last plea of a desperate man struggling to make amends and piece together something he’s already shattered into a million pieces. he keeps dreaming of them being happy together, even if he’s not in the dream. he wants to do right by them, finally. but he doesn’t know how. anyways so people have been saying and saying that this arc so far has been death flag after death flag for this old coot, and you know what, they’re fucking right. this does not have a happy ending. this is going to be fucking devastating. and here I am, fully obsessed with it. fuck me

anyways I guess that’s finally everything I can think of to say. this recap is already a million fucking words so that’s fine lol. why though

#bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha 249 #todoroki shouto #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #todoroki fuyumi #todoroki touya #dabi #endeavor #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #makeste reads bnha #so guys #when I'm writing up the initial recap and making notes of what screencaps to use #I use the first few words of dialogue from each panel I want to crop #for example: [why though]#anyway so long story short that led to me having one set of brackets which contained the words #[you cooked/endeavor]#and yeah. and then I was looking at natsu's face #and like #I don't know why I can't stop laughing?#'sis. you cooked endeavor??'#he's not sure how he feels about this. but he's probably going to allow it #anyway so when I'm busy sobbing next week I need to try and remember this to cheer myself up #'you cooked endeavor.' classic natsu #what a knave

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shittyshakes · 4 years

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Shakespeare Commentary from Someone who has never read Shakespeare (Much Ado Version)

In which Mod Rachel just. Nerds out. Because Beatrice and Benedick deserve it.

Act 1

Scene 1

I can already tell that this shit is going to be over-dramatic as fuck, but I live for these kinds of romcoms

Beatrice is a WOMAN, like holy fuck she’s a whole mood

(yes, I’m thirsting on this feed and i’m not even sorry)

she either realllly likes this Benedick fellow or really despises him, but I’m going to go with the former

their banter is really funny though

i will state this reads like flirting? like this is just establishing all the sexual tension right?

I don’t know how I feel about Don Pedro’s character

What does Benedick have against love or is he just against Hero? Or is he just salty from his lack of love?

although to be fair Claudio did just see Hero and declare his undying love for her, that’s kind of ridiculous

“I’ll live as a bachelor”

those are famous last words, why you always lyin Benedick?

wait...

Benedick, as in bene-dick; is Benedick’s name a pun on dicks??????

I knew this play was wrought with sexual innuendos but holy crap

after confirming with Leo, I can confirm that we talked about this exact fact in lecture and I’m just a dumbass

For some reason all of Don Pedro’s plotting to set people up gives me bad vibes but maybe I’m just superstitious

Scene 2

gasp! An Antonio appears! Is he gay

side note, apparently this is the only Antonio in Shakespeare that is not and, won’t lie, I’m slightly disappointed

wait was all this scene just 2 dudes sitting around and talking about Hero? what was even the point?

Scene 3

Is Don John sad like Antonio was from The Merchant of Venice?

for some reason I think not

oh wait, maybe he has an inferiority complex to Don Pedro

okay, since this guys name is Borachio (which means drunkard in Spanish) can I infer that he is always drunk and/or is drunk in this scene?

maybe Don John is just salty, maybe that’s all his motivation is

Act 2

Scene 1

Hero speaks!

I’m interested to see if Hero is the “hero” of the play, implementing the pun

P.S. I’ve finished reading, she is not and I’ve never been more disappointed to be wrong. I was really rooting for her

In text (before watching any kind of staged edition) I imagine this to be like the dinner in Shrek 2, so I’m curious to see how people blocked this scene in film and stage

Does Beatrice really need a husband though? She’s doing fine on her own and we stan 1 strong independent woman

side note, sometimes I forget Hero is even in this play, she speaks so little

I am so confused, who is Margaret and where did they come from? Is she even that important or is she just here to move the plot?

are she and borachio a thing? wtf even was their exchange???

Same with Ursula?

I can’t believe they’re going to talk to Benedick like he’s not Benedick because of the mask

THE TROPES, THE TROPES

So wait, now Claudio is pretending to be Benedick? None of this is a good idea

So wait, now Claudio thinks that Don Pedro loves and wants Hero?

God, what a mess. This is more of a mess than I am

So, Benedick likes Beatrice then

he kind of reminds me of a young boy who can’t confess his feelings so he’s just awful to her (pulling pigtails)

I agree with Don Pedro that Benedick and Beatrice would make an excellent married couple; imagine the hate-sex

but also, Don Pedro has waaaaaaaayyyyy too much time on his hands

Scene 2

Is Don John being influenced by Borachio?

Is borachio the real mastermind?

better question, is borachio drunk right now?

Scene 3

oh Benedick definitely has the hots for Beatrice

oh my god he just wants her to confess first, what a dork

Claudio @ Benedick: oh how the turned tables rawr XD

I both love and hate how easily Benedick is buying into all this

They totally know Benedick is listening, those sly dogs

This is prime bad romcom right now

Act 3

Scene 1

Hero is back and with some lines

I hope she speaks more in this second half, I’m intrigued by her character

oh so even she is in on the “let’s trick Benedick and Beatrice into confessing”

I love this for her. I hope she is having the time of her life because it’s what she deserves

because tbh, no one here gives a frack about her and Claudio

Also I can NOT believe that these people say Benedick’s name with a straight face. They are basically complimenting his penis the entire play and I am here for it

I still can’t believe these dumbfucks bought it

Scene 2

ooh this is when Benedick changes appearances, he did it to woo Beatrice

i love that for him, i love that he is so soft for her

we stan 1 brotp between Benedick and his homies

Don John noooooooooooooooooooooooo

I’m really not here for Claudio x Hero but it is what it is

Scene 3

what the fuck kind of name is dogberry?

wait is this insinuating that he’s shit? or the shit?

a shitty bitch?????

so they’re just plotting

Scene 4

so much speaking from Hero

we live to see it

all things that begin with H --> ‘horny’ ;D

Scene 5

they’re talking about the wedding, right?

this is the part where i begin to get lost and wish for an adaptation to watch

so is dogberry going to crash the wedding?

Act 4

Scene 1

wait did Claudio just deny marriage? And they just continued on like nothing happened?

did he just insult Hero in front of her father?? what balls

oh he’s saying she’s unpure

oh my god this is a mess

i can’t believe that everyone just believes this? and now she’s not worthy to live? That’s cray-cray? like what is even happening

oh shit, is it happening????

oh shit it’s happening!!!

oh shit no

but as a side, please do kill claudio, he’s a dumbass who doesn’t deserve Hero

Scene 2

sexton, really?

i’m not really sure what the point of this scene was?

also what was all the talk about ass? do they mean like butts? or like a donkey?

i’m so confused ?????

Act 5

Scene 1

so they’re talking about the “death” of Hero

so they’re pulling a juliet? or is juliet pulling a hero?

I guess this isn’t important but I don’t actually know which was written first

yeah suck on that claudio, you piece of shit

AND DON PEDRO STILL BELIEVES THIS GARBAGE

absolute heresy I say

Benedick is the actual homie, the MVP

get Claudio’s head out of his ass

god, all men are bastards except benedick

yeah that’s right, I said it

Scene 2

I actually love Benedick, 10/10 great character

I wasn’t sure how I felt about him at first, but now we gucci

I’m glad they’re back to playful bantering.

I love that for them

Scene 3

so we’re at the “funeral” or just Claudio before the grave?

despite the fact that he’s the one that humiliated and betrayed Hero at the altar he’s still going to return every year? i’m so confused

Claudio isn’t a great character and I don’t like him

to be completely honest, I can’t even tell if he’s sad during this interaction

Scene 4

so Claudio was sincerely sad then?

Benedick’s asking permission to marry Beatrice? That’s so cute, he’s such a dork, an absolute Hufflepuff

we stan 1 respectful boi

and now we’re back with the denial and insecurity but at least we’re finally getting to the true confession

the tension was killing me

aw yeahhhhhhh, they finally kissed

I don’t know how I feel about Beatrice’s lack of lines following the kiss but it is what it is

and just remembering that during Shakespeare’s time this was all played by dudes makes me absolutely lose my shit

final rating: 7/10

Benedick and Beatrice were the highlights of this play and I can’t wait to see the adaptations to see people genuinely have fun playing these two characters

genuinely a really fun play and I wasn’t completely lost reading this so we count that as a win

minus points for claudio, i’m still salty that he and hero got married

#much ado about nothing #shakespeare #reaction #shakespeare commentary #my commentary #shittyshakesblog #benedick #beatrice #claudio #much ado #maan #rachel reacts to shakespeare #part 1

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some-flyleaves · 6 years

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announcement thing of sorts

so this has been looming for ages now but I guess it’s about time I made it formal: I’ve pretty much lost interest in this website \o”/

I’ve talked here and there about how tumblr is what you make of it, it doesn’t have to be The Blue Hellsite if you’re blocking liberally and following selectively. and I stand by that! there is absolutely no point wasting your free time on things that actively stress you out, or even stuff you’re straight-up not interested in.

and it’s for that second reason I gotta step away for a bit, even more than I already have. in short I feel like a lot of things in my life are stagnating lately, my continued insistence on staying on top of this website included. yeah yeah I could follow different blogs, but eh. frankly, Can’t Be Bothered :V

so on that note I’m gonna be unfollowing like... basically everyone. absolutely nothing personal.

that said! I’ve met a bunch of really cool people through this website, and don’t want to lose touch just because I’m not using social media as often. I also need to stop being such a damn hermit; somehow I still have followers and lots of you seem pretty chill! my discord is a-flyleaf#9517 and anyone is free to add me, even if we’ve never talked. I am still terrible at starting conversations but hey, we can awkwardly have each others’ names under contacts or something~

anyway, as for the future of this blog: the queue’s set to run out innn... over a month, still? one post a day ahoy. and once it does I’m not gonna prioritize refilling it. reblogs will probably still happen here and there, but I won’t be checking tumblr on anything resembling a regular basis. come to think of it this is barely even an announcement I’ve been doing this for months now but ah well

the blog is staying up because I still want some personalized corner of the internet to dump my rambles and scribbles. this idea is still in the back of my mind, and while I obviously haven’t taken it up, I swear to god I gotta branch out more. experiment. try new shit. if you stick around you’ll see it when it happens maybe.

oh and about My Content(TM), specifically that one comic: yeahhhhhhh I’ve. done fuckall with TFE recently, aside from scattered 5-second doodles. at this point you can just ask if you wanna know how it would’ve gone, I do still want to end it "properly” in public sooner or later but it’s not a high priority either :V

but yeah uh. figuring some stuff out. tl;dr basically nothing is changing except that I’m letting the queue run out and you’re free to poke me on discord whenever. felt the need to write this up because I’ve been all soul-searchy reflective lately and this is probably nicer than quietly vanishing. thanks for readin~

#probably not too relevant unless you have any interest in me as a person #the Iike if you read thing would be swell but not necessary #tl;dr 1) screw the dash 2) I have a discord and 3) sporadic ramblings/doodles will continue. the queue probably won't.#also quick note wrt my comic if anyone still cares about that #.rtf #blogging about blogging

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thorscock-y · 7 years

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Rebound (Jack Gilinsky Imagine) Smut

Prompt: You comfort Jack after the video of him calling Madison a slut has surfaced the internet.

Authors Note: Ya’ll this idea just came to me after the video was released, it’s weird I know. Gosh, if Jack or Mads ever found this, I’d scream haha!

Warnings: Smut, fingering, Oral, male receiving, sensual images.

It had been a long night for me, I was so exhausted. First I had to go clubbing because I was booked to make an appearance, then I had to help my drunk friend all night and that was hell on the earth. The things I do for people. I wouldn’t say this girl is my friend, she’s just someone I met and couldn't leave stranded. What kind of person would I have been if I did that to her? So I helped her and guess what? I’m the one freaking tired. It’s a good thing, I don’t have work today or I would have been sleeping while modeling.

I got out of bed rubbing my face then walked over to my bathroom. The bags under my eyes were so heavy and black, my makeup smeared, my hair was in tangles. I looked like shit. Damn. My breath smelled of alcoholic too.

I cringed at myself. At least I wasn’t going out today so what I looked like didn’t matter. I shrugged then walked out of the bathroom, skipping downstairs.

“Well don’t you look awful?” I jumped at the masculine voice then snapped my head to the left of me to see a drunken Jack Gilinsky. How did I know he was drunk? Trust me, I could just tell.

“What are you doing here?” I asked. He was dressed in a white t with some black sweats. His hair was a mess but it fit him. Meaning he looked very hot with his messy hair.

He shrugged. “I couldn’t think of anywhere else to go.”

He was drunk so he probably doesn’t even know what he’s talking about. When him and Madison get into a fight, he always comes to my house and drinks up all my liquor then crashes on my couch. Then ends up leaving without even saying a goodbye or thank you.

“I’m just gonna call Madison to come pick you up. Again.” I was about to go upstairs but then he stopped me.

“No! No, just leave her out of it this time y/n.” He said while walking over to me. His huge figure towered over mine. I gulped, not used to being this close to him.

“Was the fight that bad?” I asked.

He shook his head with a grin on his face. I furrowed my eyebrows confused on what was funny.

“You really don’t know what’s happening right now?” He asked.

“Should I?” I said raising my eyebrows.

“This twitter page called Hacked Madison or whatever released a tape of me calling Madison a slut.” He looked down at the ground. “And everyone hates me. I’m pretty sure my career is over y/n.”

“When was the video taken?”

“Remember that time you, me and Johnson and the rest of the guys were out clubbing and then after we saw Madison with a friend?”

I tried to think. The look of confusion on my face gave him an answer.

“It was when you showed me that video of her saying my music was trash.”

“Oh yeahhhhhhh. I remember that night now.”

“Well yeah, when we had walked in the gas station and I was calling her those names, apparently the whole time she was recording.”

Memories went through my head of when he was calling her “a fucking slut” over and over again. They had broken up that night but gotten back together like two days later. This was like a year ago.

“They hacked into Madison’s twitter page and posted all the videos.” He went and sat back down on the couch head down. I sighed and walked over sitting next to him. “And now everyone hates me.” He whispered. “Even my fans.”

“Awh Jack, I’m, I’m so sorry.” I didn’t know how to comfort him or anything. Before I know it he’s gonna be gone so there is no point in comforting him anyway. He won’t remember this, and will go back to pretending like I don’t exist. Like we’re not friends. “Have you talked to Madison?”

“We’ve been broken up for two weeks now but no one has noticed.”

I tried my best not to show how happy I was that they had broken up. Okay it’s not because I like Jack but if you actually hung around them you would know how toxic their relationship actually was. At first it was all lovey and dovey and Jack didn’t even hang out with me anymore but soon enough they began to argue all the damn time. Like I said he would come to my house to drink up then leave and get back together with her. It was awful and I didn’t like how he changed when he was with her. I liked Madison, she was nice but the way she treated him wasn’t and the way he treated her wasn’t right either. They were both in the wrong. The whole group would talk about how bad their relationship was behind their backs but would never say it to their faces. That night that Jack was calling her a slut was nothing compared to the other arguments they have had.

“We just thought it would be better for the both of us and we were cool until just some things happened. I don’t know what to do now though y/n. I can’t go out in public, the paps will probably be all over me and then fans might see me. I just can’t go out to the world right now.”

He looked up at me, his eyes looking deep into mine.

“Please let me stay with you.”

“What? Jack, no....”

“Please! Y/N, I’ll pay you. I’ll do anything to just stay here for a bit where no one can find me or see me. Just please, let me stay.”

I got lost in his cute puppy dog brown eyes, how could I say no?

“Fine.” I gave in.

“Thank you.” He grabbed my hands placing kisses all over them. I jumped because I didn’t expect that type of contact with him but he didn’t seem to notice.

I pulled my hands away. “Make yourself comfy in a guest room.” I said.

He nodded then walked upstairs. As soon as he was out of the clear, I rushed upstairs cleaning up my whole self. Okay so even though Jack is my friend I didn’t want to look like complete slob in front of my friend. I’ve known him since I was five and he’s seen me through my worst. But we’re grown now so I felt the need to just clean up at least.

I took a shower, cleaned my face up, brushed my hair then changed into some leggings with a yeezy shirt. My stomach growled. I still haven’t ate breakfast. I walked out of my bathroom just to bump into someone. Jack. But Jack only had a towel wrapped around his waist while water was dripping off of his toned chest. I could see his abs perfectly, his hair stuck to his forehead. He obviously just got out of the shower just like me. I bit my lip. Fuck, he looked so hot.

“I just realized I have no clothes to change into.” He said.

I was lost for words but managed to speak. “Um, um, I, uh.” I was stuttering and Jack knew me long enough to know that I stuttered when I was very nervous. Witch I was right now.

He stretched his arm out on the wall then stretched the other out so I was stuck right there against my bathroom door.

“Why are you nervous y/n?” He asked cocking his head to the side. He knew what he was doing to me.

My body really wanted him right now but my mind knew that would be wrong after what he’s going through.

“Jack don’t.” I said then put my hand on his chest. Big mistake! The feeling of him made me want him even more right now. He took my hand then moved it up and down his wet abs.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me y/n. I know you’ve been wanting this.” He said in my ear then left a kiss on my ear lobe.

I pushed him away then rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen. I leaned against the counter, breathing hard. I can’t believe he just tried that with me. I mean sure, he’s flirted with me but that was way before him and Madison began to date. Back when I had a crush on him and I thought he felt the same way. Eventually I got over my crush when he got with Madison but I felt it all coming back. No, no, I couldn’t feel this way. He would probably rush back to Madison in a heartbeat if she wanted him so I can’t let myself like him then get hurt in the end.

Hours later I finally had the courage to walk back upstairs. I occupied myself downstairs by going on instagram and twitter seeing all the things they were saying about Jack. They were awful. Telling him to go kill him self, all types of things. He needed someone in this moment even if it is me.

I peeped around the corner of the guest room he decided to stay in. He was wearing different clothes. I have no idea where he got them from though. They looked like my ex boyfriends clothes. I dated him for a year then realized he was a douche. Typical. He left some clothes and never came back to get them. I could only assume that’s where Jack got them from.

He was sitting on the edge, head down, looking at the ground. I sighed then walked in the room.

“Jack? Jack look at me.”

“I’m sorry I did that earlier to you y/n. I guess I just really need to feel something right now because I feel like shit.”

He was still looking down. I know exactly how Jack felt. Just wanting to get with someone just because you’re hurting. It’s a weird feeling but I’m pretty sure everyone that just got out of a bad relationship has felt it before.

Jack is my friend, I trust him. I wanted to help him. So if this how he wanted help then so be it. I wanted this anyway.

“Then feel me Jack.” His head shot up looking at me.

“Y/N.”

“You can have me.” I took off my shirt, along with my leggings. “I want you to feel better.”

“Are you sure?” He asked.

“Positive.” His eyes ran over my curves hungrily.

“You have no idea, how long I’ve wanted this with you.” He whispered then stood up. He roughly gripped my hips pulling my body to his then leaned down connecting our lips.I closed my eyes letting myself sink into him.

His lips felt better than I imagined. Than I dreamed. Our lips were soft against each others. He slid his tongue across my bottom lip wanting to be let in so I let him in. I fought for dominance but he wasn’t having that. He moved his hands down to my ass giving it a tight squeeze. I gasped and I felt his smirk against my lips. Hmmm, he wants be in control.

While we continued to kiss I pushed him more towards the bed until he was sitting down. I finally broke the kiss looking in his eyes before leaning down on my knees.I pulled back his sweatpants along with his boxers. His cock sprung out. Oh my god, it was so huge and nice, already hard and ready for me. I licked up a strip and he threw his head back whispering “fuck”.

I put my whole mouth around the tip while swirling my tongue on it. He furrowed his eyebrows while looking down at me. Then I began to bob my head up and down while running my hand down what I couldn’t fit in my mouth.

His hand grabbed my hair making it into a ponytail while pushing my mouth further down on his cock. I opened my mouth wider so I wouldn’t gag. He pushed my head down and up just the way he wanted it. He wanted to be in control as I could see so I let him.

I looked up at him with innocent eyes and I could tell that turned him on even more because he bit his lip.

“I’m, gonna cum.” He mumbled closing his eyes but kept a tight hand on my hair guiding me .

Jack looked so hot right now, while he came in my mouth. I just wanted him to fuck me already. He grabbed me up from the ground then threw me on the bed.He stood at the edge of the bed taking off his clothes hurriedly before climbing in between my legs.

I felt his cock on my soaking vagina, and I moaned at the contact. Our lips connected while he grind against me. He was teasing me so good. My bra was the type you open from the front so he unclipped it then threw it across the room. His mouth surrounded my hard nipple while I felt his fingers go down to my lace underwear and began to massage my wet folds.

I moaned softly. A finger slipped in but I needed more than that. Another one. That felt better.

“Oh Jack.” I moaned. He moved his fingers in and out of my pussy while he watched me in this mess. He knew I just wanted him to fuck me, that’s why he was smirking, every now and then he would move his back down on my nipple, swirling his tongue over it.

His fingers moved at a faster pace, he moved his face right in front of mine so our foreheads were touching.

“Daddy, please just fuck me.” I moaned.

“But I’m not even finished with this baby.” He said pulling me into a rough kiss as his fingers continued their vile acts. I felt myself tighten around his fingers then I released. Now I was really hoping he would just fuck me senselessly. It’s all I’ve ever dreamed about since I got hormones.

He slipped my panties off for me then flipped me over so I was on top.

“I want you to ride me baby.” He said in the most sexiest voice that could make my legs go jelly.

I let myself go down on his length making us both let out a moan. I put my hands on his chest while bouncing up and down on his cock. Sweat began to form on his forehead, as well as mine. I rolled my hips on his dick before going back to bouncing up and down. He moved his hands to my upper thighs, squeezing them every time I came down on him.

It felt so good inside me, I swear this is the best sex I’ve ever had. He bucked his hips to meet along with my thrusts.

“Fuck baby.” He said watching me slide in and out of him. I leaned down to him, letting our lips connect before pulling away so I could bounce faster.

All of a sudden he pushed me off of him so I was on my back but he didn’t hesitate to slide right back into me. He lifted my legs over his shoulder so he had a better advantage of going in deeper. He was hitting the spot. He was hitting it right there.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head.

I was moaning uncontrollably at this point and Jack was loving it. He made sure I felt every inch of his cock inside of me.I could tell his arms were giving out on him so he leaned down so his face was in the crook of my neck, every now and then he would leave a wet kiss on my neck.

“You are so perfect.” He whispered in my ear while going balls deep in me.

I closed my eyes letting out a soft moan.

“In every single way.”

I could feel every emotion pouring from him to me. He was so emotional. Sad, depressed, needing love especially. He leaned his forehead against mine. I felt my climax coming, his cock twitched inside me. Our moans went against each others mouths.

“I’m c-cumming....” I moaned out.

He responded with a groan. My stomach twisted in a knot ready to let go.

“Cum for your daddy.”

I cummed all over his glorious dick while I felt his wonderful juices fall into me. His hand wrapped around my neck and he brought my face up to his, our lips met but it wasn’t like the other kisses. I felt passion and love. We kissed each other as if there was no tomorrow. He pulled away and slid out of me as well. I whimpered already missing the contact.

“I’m right here baby.” He said with that famous smile of his. He laid down next to me pulling me into his chest, so his cheek laid on the top of my head.

“Thank you Y/N. I think that’s the best sex I’ve ever had.”

I sighed not saying anything.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“So are you gonna go back to her now that you’re feeling better?” I asked looking at my sheets.

“Y/N, now that’s forever through and besides I think I’ve found something new. Something that I’ve been longing for since the beginning of eighth grade.”

I looked up at him.

“You.”

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🙄🙄🙄1. do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? Open but like I don't mind closed 2. do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotels? Not usually3. do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out? Who tf sleeps all the way tucked in4. have you ever stolen a street sign before? Nope5. do you like to use post-it notes? Yeah but I don't very often6. do you cut out coupons but then never use them? Not usually7. would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees? Probably a big bear because tbh I don't understand bees8. do you have freckles? A little bit9. do you always smile for pictures? Not always and I didn't used to but now most of the time yeah10. what is your biggest pet peeve? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 11. do you ever count your steps when you walk? Yeah12. have you ever peed in the woods? Yep13. what about pooped in the woods? Yup14. do you ever dance even if there’s no music playing? Yea15. do you chew your pens and pencils? Sometimes16. how many people have you slept with this week?None 🙃17. what size is your bed?Twin18. what is your song of the week? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I just made a new playlist with all the songs from Karaoke Revolution Party and that was my childhood so I've been jamming to that19. is it okay for guys to wear pink? Yeah?20. do you still watch cartoons? Yeah but not that often. Animated movies all the time though21. whats your least favorite movie? Wtf idk22. where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 23. what do you drink with dinner?Water ideally sometimes La Croix or soda24. what do you dip a chicken nugget in? Either barbecue sauce or nothing 25. what is your favorite food? Seafood generally but it depends on my mood26. what movies could you watch over and over and still love? I used to watch Shark Boy and Lava Girl and Aquamarine and John Tucker Must Die like all the time but I'm not sure what I would get tired of now27. last person you kissed/kissed you? @jasexrae but like really my boyfriend 28. were you ever a boy/girl scout? Yeah a girl scout29. would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine? Honestly maybe30. when was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper? Saturday night and I'll probably write one tonight or tomorrow31. can you change the oil on a car? Lol no idek how that works32. ever gotten a speeding ticket? No33. ever ran out of gas?Nope34. favorite kind of sandwich? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 35. best thing to eat for breakfast? Fruit and like pancakes or crepes or muffins or some kind of carbs36. what is your usual bedtime? Between 10 and 1237. are you lazy? Yeahh38. when you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween? I've been Sleeping Beauty and the Corpse Bride and a vampire and a zombie and a warrior and a pop art character and like just so many things. I've dressed up every year 39. what is your Chinese astrological sign? Dragon40. how many languages can you speak?1 1/241. do you have any magazine subscriptions? Nope42. which are better: legos or lincoln logs? Legos just bc I don't know anything about Lincoln logs really43. are you stubborn? When I think that think are important but I generally don't have super super strong opinions 44. who is better…Leno or Letterman?...45. ever watch soap operas? I used to watch Days of Our Lives every single fucking day when I was little46. are you afraid of heights? Yep47. do you sing in the car?Yeahh48. do you sing in the shower?Yeahhhh49. do you dance in the car?Yeahhhhhhh50. ever used a gun? Noooo51. last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? A week or two ago for school registration 52. do you think musicals are cheesy? Yeah but they're still fun53. is Christmas stressful?Only when I'm around my mom but I stay pretty laid back54. ever eat a pierogi? Idek what that is55. favorite type of fruit pie? Strawberry rhubarb 56. occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? Singer/actress57. do you believe in ghosts?Naw58. ever have a Deja-vu feeling?Yeah59. take a vitamin daily? No60. wear slippers? Not really but I have like moccasin slipper things that I wear61. wear a bath robe? Sometimes if I need to walk a round my house after getting ready for bed62. what do you wear to bed?Nothing lol63. first concert? The Jonas Brothers I think64. wal-Mart, target or kmart? Target 65. nike or adidas?Probably Nike66. cheetos or fritos? Cheetos67. peanuts or sunflower seeds? I like both 68. ever hear of the group Tres Bien?No69. ever take dance lessons?When I was really really like pretty much everyone else70. is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 71. can you curl your tongue?Yeah72. ever won a spelling bee?No73. have you ever cried because you were so happy? Yeah74. own any record albums?No75. own a record player? My family does but I don't think it works76. regularly burn incense? Not super regularly but sometimes77. ever been in love? Yeah78. who would you like to see in concert? Honestly anyone I really like concerts79. what was the last concert you saw?A concert in the park with a like 60s cover band it was cute and there were just old people everywhere80. hot tea or cold tea?Hot tea81. tea or coffee?Coffee82. sugar or snickerdoodles?Snickerdoodles83. can you swim well? Nope84. can you hold your breath without holding your nose?Yeah? I didn't know people couldn't85. are you patient? Relatively I think86. DJ or band, at a wedding? Whichever is cheaper lol87.e ver won a contest? No I don't think so88. ever have plastic surgery?Nope89. which are better black or green olives? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 90. can you knit or crochet?I can knit and like kind of crochet but not really91. best room for a fireplace?Living room but also I do like cute bedrooms in really old houses with fireplaces in them92. do you want to get married?Yeah93. if married, how long have you been married?...94. who was your HS crush?I've had a few95. do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way? No96. do you have kids?No97. do you want kids? Maybe98. whats your favorite color?Blue for the most part but I've been really like warm colors lately99. do you miss anyone right now? YES

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