#which makes it surprising when someone goes thru it on purpose

[red-dyed-sarumane]

theres a bit of nuance to whether or not i filter peoples interests i dont share. like if ur just rbing a lot of say enstars things i dont want to unfollow u for having fun but also i really dont want to see 2d idol boys every second online so im going to filter it. if ur into like say big name video game i cant care less about but have a lot of things to say on x character or the thematic significance of y gameplay mechanic then im probably not going to filter it bc while u will most likely never get me into said thing its entertaining to watch

#i feel like this is the general consensus but yeah #likewise i try to tag media things so people can filter them #like admittedly i only tag series posts so people dont have to see them #which makes it surprising when someone goes thru it on purpose #some of u people have fascinating interests i would never think of filtering btw. keep it up.

[pan-gaa]

My problem with the BL industry -part 1-

Where do we draw the line?

I want to start this by saying I myself have been a BL fan for many years, I just want to share my thoughts on the issues cultivated by this industry in the eyes of a queer man. I want to focus on the sexualization of “toxic” more so abusive relationships that are portrayed. Because the manwha Jinx is one of the most popular BLs at the moment and it fits as an example of my point, I’ll be speaking a little bit about it.

What was the purpose of the BL genre? Well for women it was a media that served as escapism since most mature media was very much male oriented. Women could not feel connected to the characters portrayed only to please men’s disturbing fantasies. Between the impossible body standards and the clear lack of regard for the woman autonomy it isn’t a surprise that women felt quite disconnected from 18+ media. That’s when an adult genre came to fruition, 18+ media for women by women but no woman was portrayed in these stories in fact the main focus was relationships between 2 men. The disconnect from societal pressures helped woman enjoy 18+ content without feeling guilt or disgust. But how a genre created to disconnect toxic attributes in media became just that but for another demographic? Now the people on the other end of this discomfort are queer people, not only gay men. Romanticizing dangerous power dynamics, dubious consent, sexualizing toxic stereotypes,infantilization ect. The list goes on of all real life issues that the queer community deal with but are nothing but entertainment within this genre.

Not all BLs are bad! Im very aware since again I am quite the fan of some but this is more me criticizing the industry per se. The problem is that toxicity sells, what companies want is to sell and that opens the doors for people to make more toxicity for whatever their reasons. All that moves us to where we are today were we have one the most popular current themes being Stockholm syndrome and how it is hot. I’ve been seeing myself how I have been dropping more series than I have finished, I kept getting hit with more and more of this toxic clichés. It was like I was playing bingo and hoping I didn’t win, I would get so excited for stories that did the bare minimum and yet those were hard to find which has made my current experience quite exhausting. Of course I’m no longer the teen who would let anything pass because “hot characters” and even more hot scenes but now as an adult that just doesn’t cut it anymore. Showing toxic situations in media on its own is not the problem but it is the context in which they are shown, these are not cautionary tales but “love stories” the intent is for you to root for those characters. Not only is the relationships an issue but the way they portray queer people overall, the disrespect for bisexual people, trans people and lesbians in some of these stories is quite appalling since these are suppose to be queer stories. I think this says a lot about the industry and some of the artists involved, before it could maybe be used as an excuse the lack of knowledge but to me that no longer holds in the age of the internet.

Now I’ll like to mention one of the stories I’ve personally been a little tired of seeing, Jinx. I was quite interested in the manwha when it was announced, as I’ve mentioned before I’m all about the visuals and seeing the improvement of the artist was endearing. I’m aware the BL is still ongoing but I have read BJ Alex which can add a little context on how the artist manages their stories. This is not a personal diss on the artist or those who are reading the story, I just think with all these kinds of popular stories we gotta ask ourselves, Where do we draw the line? Jinx is your typical story of the protagonist being someone that went thru trauma and has to spent their whole life trying to pay some insane debt, then comes the romantic interest being a famous rich person with an unchecked personality disorder that takes advantage of the power dynamic and uses the protagonist to his convenience. It is quite an overdone premise and in this story we see it as a black listed physical therapist and a famous athlete, the protagonist Dan appears to act like an Angel while Jaekyung keeps bullying him and using him for other acts. The story so far has been quite literally only this, and you see in the comments people hoping for a redemption arc for Jaekyung, at some point in this story readers have to realize that a good ending would be Dan leaving this situation but unfortunately I don’t have much hope for that. Jinx is not the only story doing this but it is one of the most popular at the moment, we also have stories like Painter Of The Night which is literally the love story between a kidnapper and his victim.

BL is a genre that can be enjoyed by anyone yet it seems like lately it can become queer stories but not for queer people but more so toxic fantasies put onto another group of people that also have to fight for their own respect. It’s perfectly fine to enjoy good ol 18+ media that is morally grey or maybe somewhat toxic but when an industry gains so much money on portraying real issues as unserious fantasies so continuously, I think it’s time we ask ourselves as the readers; When is it too much? When does it get disrespectful to the people it’s portraying? Where do we draw the line?

#anime and manga #manwha #bl manhwa #bl manga #bl industry #essay #opinion #short essay #jinx manhwa

[angelprinz]

can i also talk about pervy nerd childe ... him getting so obsessed with you that he starts to purposely dropping pencils and removing the ink from the printer when you study together to peek underneath your skirt when you bend down.

he also secretly takes pictures beneath your skirt while youre too focused on finding that one book you need for the project. childe keeps the photos as a surprise for when he goes back home and spends the day trying to guess which color your panties were today before jerking off to them like the perv that he is :(. but he can't help himself your thighs looks so somft and the plush from the elastic of your thigh high socks drive his poor mind crazy.

not being able to feel you makes him so delusional that one day, he gets an idea and starts preparing his little scheme. all childe had to do was lie to you that the library was closed because of a seminary going on and you'd have no choice but to come over and work at his house ! genius plan, childe pats himself on the back thinking about it. ofc he'd have to do some cleaning, you can't be seeing all the photos that perv has of you all around his house, the kind of pictures that keeps his cock hard, even if they would seem innocent to someone else.

hes so ecstatic when u finally come over, like a litel puppy :( you thought it was adorable, but you were too naive to see it thru. you didnt know the hot chocolate he made for you would be drugged, what a shame. the concern in childe's eyes seemed real when you spent the first 30 mins apologising for being dizzy while doing homework on the coffee table with him. the dizzier you got, the harder his cock was and he couldnt wait till you'd fall unconscious to fuck you all over. after all, childe had no choice !! a pretty girl like you would never fall for a loser nerd like him. this was the only way he could have you. when u finally collapse on his chest, boobs pressed against his torso, small sighs escaping your soft lips, he just couldnt stop himself.

that pervy foxy man immediately got to work and carried you to his bed. undressing each part of your unconscious body, save for you thigh high socks, for him to see, touch and taste. taking your boobs in his mouth and rubbing your clit with his fingers. he was surprised when he heard small moans from your sleeping state, but that would only encourage him to keep going :( he did everything that he possibly do to you while you were passed out, he fingered your tight cunt and ate you out, childe gave himself a pussyjob and then actually fucked your pussy. that bastard even came inside (multiple times !! >:() just to see his cum leaking out of you, it turned him on even more.

childe rlly hopes you wont wake up during this but he plunged his overstimulated cock inside your mouth and thrusted. he knew your lips would be such a divine feeling around his dick,, like you were meant to take him. he opted on cumming on your boobs instead of your mouth because he couldnt have you knowing what he did! you would hate him :( but that didnt stop him from recording and taking pictures of the whole thing for future usage. when he was done, he cleaned his cum off of you and dressed you back up so you wouldnt suspect what he did to you. childe kissed your face all over when he was done, he loved you even more now and couldnt wait to do this again !!!

djjddjj i hope this isnt too long but perv nerd childe is one of my fave i truly love him sm jejdjjwj i cannot cant , i love yur blog btw

hhhhh anon this… so delicious i can’t <3 it’s so good i’m so in luv w him omg !!! my loser nerd childe <3 maybe next time he’ll try get into your house n rape you there >_<

#anon <3 #childe <3 #tw. dark content #genshin smut #childe smut #genshin x reader #childe x reader #genshin impact smut #tw. drugging #tw. noncon #tw. somno #tw. rape #tartaglia smut #tartaglia x you

[sjweminem]

ok i'm gonna post what i already had saved so far of those self-indulgent vann thoughts i started at 5AM the other day when i couldn't fall sleep (the post of which i shared those pixelated screenshots) bc i wanna finish it up, like i know where i'm going with it and all that it's a finished thing in my head but..i feel shy about it and require encouragement. you need to water me you need to use your praise (no i have not re-read or proofread this at all no i will not do so in the future)

here you go 😳😳

so movie-wise at least (this is re: the movie ONLY) vann seems like someone who Does Not Fuck but purely bc he's PRETTY preoccupied with other activities. but he's not naive or anything and he knows how to use sexuality as a tool to get the attention & trust of somebody he feels like he's gotta kill for his weird moral purposes, but never follows thru with the act cuz he's got a much more. pressing goal, so over time his relationship with sex and intimacy as a concept has become intertwined with these contexts and has ceased to register as anything that can be enjoyed for its own sake.

but this is what sets the fun stage in that he'd just totally short-circuit should somebody manage to have him ACTUALLY lusting, VERY much to his surprise and confusion as it's no longer a familiar sensation, and his controlled, methodical thinking falters and he's just vulnerable as shit. READY for taking. empty brain blank slate ideal slut-to-be. highly twankifiable. especially once the hands finally get on him, got him pushed against the wall staring deer-in-the-headlights just a total GONER as one creeps up his shirt to feel him up skin-on-skin and another slides down the back pocket of his pants to squeeze his ass what the HELL is going on it never gets THIS far no keep going though by the way my name's vann,,

so with that background established let's pull from the movie plot a little bit and imagine: you're the one from whom he ends up renting a room. it's all smooth and friendly you're not on his murder radar, you make sure to take real good care of him and he's comfortable and content with you and your home. you end up bonding even, he allows that to happen genuinely. BUT unbeknownst to him you know his little secret, you know what goes on when he leaves to drive around for days, know what's really in that flask he keeps around, but for whatever reason you don't give a shit about all that. it's fine he's very pretty, it's ok to let some things slide, who give a shit.

you keep that knowledge to yourself with the feeling that it could be useful one day, and you only confront him about it when you happen to find him doing his little potion-mixing on the bathroom sink in his twinky little shorts. he's caught way off guard and sputters out some excuse but you decide it would be more fun to reveal that you know exactly what he's been up to and see the look on that angel face. you tell him you know the very name of the chemical compound in that vial you've caught him with in-hand, that the asshole down the block didn't die in a drunken accident, but don't worry vann sweetheart nobody else does, nobody suspects a thing. you assure him you'd MUCH prefer to keep it that way- oh you make for such lovely company, such a doll, so polite, i would just hate to see you get taken away, et cetera et cetera.....

but this is still YOUR house after all, and he agreed to follow YOUR rules when he moved in. you remind him, and tell him that, most importantly, he's jeopardizing YOUR safety- if he gets sloppy and gets caught well, you're guilty of harboring a criminal then aren't you. you promise you won't say a thing, he's safe under your roof, and it will stay that way as long as he promises to be a good boy, to behave himself, if he wants to remain under that roof. visible relief washes over him and he totally doesn't blush at your tone and choice of words and especially not at the way you eye his mostly-naked body up and down in a deliberately slow manner.

#BLEASE WEIGH IN 🥺 #it's not a fanfic or anything it's just an especially long post w the subject matter set in a hypothetical but i still feel self conches..

[wickedpact]

You can't just drop that "I read Forces Multiplied" bomb on us and not give a ten page written reaction.

[cracks knuckles] if u insist

nicky cant drive hc: destroyed. rip. also i loved how andy and nile stole those sports cars and were being badass and driving off the bridge & meanwhile joe and nicky were just absolutely vibing in the van

'heres the thing about power: people who have it think they deserve it' [shot of police car] i see u greg

5 whole panels being dedicated to booker not being able to unlock his door. booker not even seeing noriko sitting RIGHT THERE in the window at first. incredible

noriko being 24/7 horny was surprising. like wow all of the stuff i saw she did out of context was 100% equally horny in context as it was out of context. love that for her

i didnt think the 'andy + slavery' thing was handled as badly as everyone made it out to be when telling me about it. tho from the way it was talked about i had kind of figured the conflict between andy and nile re: slavery would be really racially charged (esp considering nile is a black american and would obvs have Thoughts on the subject in that regard) but like,, done in a cringey 'a-white-guy-obviously-wrote-it' kind of way? but it wasnt that. i mean. it makes sense that andy would be implicit in slavery through the years

i mean, like she says, is that not what people just did to each other in the aftermath of battles for thousands of years? and i really like how its pointed out that it was what she was raised with (in the beginning when you see her put shackles on that guy after the battle) but she also accepts responsibility for it and acknowledges that it was wrong and not just 'what people did'.

i like how from her expressions you can kind of tell baby andy knew it was off but she sets those feelings aside bc she felt angry. it explains how she felt but didnt make her out to be blameless in it. plus i mean. i dont know, the fact that andy was involved in a lot of morally shady stuff for 7000 years is not that wild for me. if you live that long youre just Going to be involved in some shit, and she didnt even have other immortals with her as positive community influences, she literally just did whatever the fuck she wanted for thousands of years

'i was worshipped as a god once' i mean, yeah no shit she wouldve been involved in some seriously fucked up stuff, gods were fucking scary back in the day

tldr it could use some polish but it wasnt that bad

tho everything people said about moose being boring was unfortunately a little true. sorry king i tried to be interested in you

joe and nicky writing verbal fanfiction about nile and moose was iconic. 'you seeing that?' 'i am definitely seeing that'

it was also extremely funny bc that was like 60% of their contribution to the whole comic, besides kidnapping copley. they came, they wrote some fanfic, they left. kings. at least in tog1 they had an excuse to be useless bc they got kidnapped

joe just found out his old friend who he thought was dead is alive (and also probably wants to murder them) and instead of investigating with andy he stopped to help nile up. champ.

nicky shooting noriko through andy was cool. rip to the concept since it wont happen in tog2

wanna see mr ejiofor deliver this line

on that note imo copley was. weirdly enough, more interesting in fm than in tog1. to me at least. the fact that andy let him live and he was so haunted by what had happened that he came back and sought them out despite knowing they would likely kill him for it bc he wanted to not only make up for what hed done but also to tell them what theyd done for the world was admittedly more interesting than andy just kind of drafting him to the cause and him going 'okie'

i like how nicky was drawn in this one. in opening fire he looks like a blob man but in fm he looks more like a very nice grampa with a very good dye job

'theres no pain like a broken heart' andy 🥺

noriko implying andy's never drowned. .. .idk about that one, she musta drowned sometime

joe and nicky came, they waxed poetic about nile's love life, they waxed poetic about grog, and then they left.

sports bras being a reason humanity is good. i mean..... okay, yeah.

i mean. wild but you cant exactly tell her shes wrong

i liked how noriko telling andy that their purpose is to make people suffer coincides with joe and nicky finding out that they actually did good all those years

joenicky in opening fire: jail for booker jail for booker for 100 years

joenicky when copley tells them he knows where booker is: WE'LL KILL YOU WHERE IS HE

joenicky when copley comes back: if your vibes come off as even remotely rancid we Will destroy you

joenicky 2 minutes later when copley helped them find booker: he made up some ground :)))) <3 lov you j cops

theyre forgiving af

moose: how old are you?? a hundred??? a thousand???

nile [vine voice]: I M 2 7 ?

alright andy you got me there

joe texts like my aunt

i dont know why noriko drowning andy in that car tickled me. Bad And Naughty Andromaches Get Put In The Pear Wiggler To Atone For Their Crimes.

the drowning sequence was cool

copley trying to talk to andy while she was like o_o at him was great

ive hit the picture limit but id seen that panel where nicky goes 'forgive me' as he kills a guy out of context and it was HILARIOUSLY anticlimactic for me to discover that there was literally no context to it. nicky just apologizes to random people he kills. i thought that guy was someone he knew or something. nope its just Some Guy that nicky didnt know from adam

nile's complaint that andy was especially brutal to the guys on the boat... i mean. . , how exactly does one kill a man with an axe and not be brutal about it?

it was funny how noriko kissed andy and the only people who seemed surprised by that were nile and also andy

nicky and joe's complete non-reaction to finding out noriko is alive And Evil Now is endlesly funny. they just left her on that boat and neither cared. i get book and nile not caring but joe and nicky knew her, and they just have 0 input on the subject of what to do with her

pinstripe suit guy!

joe and nicky and booker packing up and leaving with nile

andy blowing up at nile was A Moment tho

i dont know, i get why people didnt like the ending but its. .. . it makes more sense in the comicverse. bc the squad doesnt really. .. interact outside of jobs? i mean, think of the moon landing story in ttt. that was booker and joe and nicky doing a job and andy only showed up a for a couple minutes after it was done. or the brunch in the first issue of opening fire. the squad arent as tight in the comic, and andy often seems to do her own thing outside of work, so andy saying 'i dont want to do work anymore' and the squad being like 'alright bye then' makes more sense in this universe than the movie one

also i feel like greg was Trying to set up a thing where nile becomes the Leader of The Squad after andy dies but like. its not very well done since. . . i mean, nile hasnt spoken to booker since opening fire, (and she only knew him A Day). and shes known joe and nicky all that time, but there isnt really anything that indicates that they have any relationship at all, much less one that's grown. in all the comicverse the only time nile and nicky speak is in FM, and in that scene nicky tells nile about noriko. nile goes from someone who needs to be set aside to have background knowledge explained to her to being the Leader of the group with nothing in between. it kind of... comes out of nowhere.

on the other hand tho... i felt really bad for andy thru the whole thing. well, i always felt bad for andy, but in this one she seemed so miserable, especially since it really felt like none of the others actually.... cared about her. when noriko came back no one asked andy how she was doing (big question ik, but it wouldve showed they cared at least), nobody ever expressed any concern for her, no one even really seemed to want to be around her. in opening fire everyone was more distant than in the movie of course, but there were little moments where she would joke with joe, or nicky would try and comfort her, or stuff like that, but in FM it really felt like they just didnt really care about her. & in opening fire it felt a lot like andy's relationship with nile breathed some new life into her, but in FM it felt like all they did was argue. i get theyre not *as* close in the comics but it really felt like the only person who cared about andy at all was noriko (which was probably also how andy felt) but it just seemed to come out of nowhere. honestly i was reading and i was honestly agreeing with andy that she might just be better off if she did just die. opening fire, on the other hand, never make me feel that way

tho everyone made it sound like when the squad split up it was one of those cursed 'the found family leaves each other at the end of the journey' tropes. but guys i mean,,, this is the second installment out of three. that isnt the End. theyll come back in the third one and Dramatically Reunite to fight some baddies (probably those 'others' noriko mentioned). im guessing yitzhak fits into that too somehow.

anyways it wasnt That Bad but it made me kind of sad and the only Sweet Found Family vibes in it were when they saved booker. also they shouldve beefed up that nilemoose romance, it underwhelmed me. 6.5/10

i also ABSOLUTELY understand all of greg's comments about how you couldnt make FM directly into a movie, he always said that it had no plot and. i get it now. it really didnt have a plot sdfghjkl

#nicoloalkaysani #it took me So Long to type this up #asdfghjk

[cheswirls]

i had that surgery between posting abt tokrev and now n took a break from reading and so the first half of tenjiku arc is fuzzy BUT i did finish it today so heres an  update, ~190 chapters in

ive been vague b4 but this one will DEF have spoilers im talking openly abt so if you havent finished tenjiku arc dont read anymoreeee

i think i started last time abt the emma ch so to start off this one w the emma ch bc. damn. i think besides being absolutely heartbreaking this cemented kisaki as not necessary the enemy, but as someone who has done wrong. kisaki has been the main villain this entire time, but i mentioned this last time, its different being told someone has done something vs seeing it. besides him n hanma beating up chifuyu, everything kisaki has done hasnt had any proof to it. even when he says  something akin to ‘damn my plan is foiled’ its less admission when theres nothing to back it.

but emma changes that. now theres a homicide associated w kisaki. now theres a bad thing hes done right in front of the mc, and for all the viewers/readers to see. now hes equivocated w the death of emma. 

i think emmas death matters for two reasons, and one more than the other. the first is the impact it has on mikey. its shown a few times now what death will do to him, like w shinichirou and baji, but w emma it hits different. im gonna contrast her and baji on both points, not to take away from baji’s death, but to add to emmas.

if im not mistaken a majority of baji scenes were only shown after his death. i think it worked and the valhalla arc was  rly well structured, but what this left in turn was a sort of emptiness associated w baji dying. the readers didnt rly know him at all compared to some of the other toman captains, and it rly hadnt been shown yet wwhat his relationship w mikey was like. we see the effect it has in his rage towards kazu, and none of his grieving. even when at bajis grave, its chifuyu that gets a bigger focus than mikey. but w emma, it actively tears mikey up. he struggles to carry her to the hospital, hes visibly shaken when he tells takemichi shes grown cold, and hes absolutely dead inside when hina is crying at emmas corpse and drakon is yelling at him asking why he let it happen. it hits hard, and it shows, and it makes the impact that much harder, that she died in the past and theres no way tofix it. and the realization takemichi has right before, of ‘o yeah ive never seen grown emma come to think abt it’ then bam.

the second and much bigger point is the emotional impact is has on the reader. baji appears and is instantly a source of conflict. he outs himself from toman, he joins the enemy, he denounces chifuyu when questioned abt investigating kisaki. theres no reason to trust him n no reason to think he’ll turn back, and then only thing there is mikey saying he wants baji back.

emma had that amazing chapter not long before, and shes had a few focal points previously, like on her birthday, and on new years, etc. we’ve seen her as an individual first, then as mikey’s sister, and that makes a difference. seeing her even admitting izana was her brother rly hit different bc its emma, the emma that grew up w shin and mikey but had another life before that. that was the connection i kept making, even as izana explained he had more relation w shinichirou, bc it was mentioned by emma first, bc emma remembered him, after all those years. knowing izana was involved w her death made it hit harder. it hits harder in general bc its emma, someone whos been around since the beginning, and been explored more in depth. i felt sad when baji died, but i was destroyed and heartbroken when emma died.

which, going back, makes kisaki in turn absolutely despicable. deplorable. abhorrent. unforgivable. even more so when he shoots kaku, and then izana, thrice, and then izana dies. i still rly didnt. get? izanas motivations, but i started to feel for him thru mikey, when he realized it was izana shin meant when he asked abt a second older brother. kaku getting shot was unexpected and almost worse than emma in the moment, bc kisaki had a gun and even knives were kinda taboo weapons, guns were completely off the table, and he shot five times andinjured three people w every shot. im glad the tenjiku members that stayed behind told police abt kisaki bc the entire time he was running i was like um??? and even B4 that i was like hey no mikey you dont need to stay, yall jus nee to beat kisaki into submission n have him confess bc the gun is right there, the bullets are there, cmon now.

but then kisaki dies/????? the way its set up made me go crazy, thinkin someone did it purposely, but then the driver was a nobody, and then hes still alive after impact???? big surprise honestly. but then his arm n leg are emessed up, n he says he cant get up, n it took me a sec to realize he prolly lost coordination n not jus bc of one leg, like he prolly couldnt sit up at all, then he up n died rightthere. 

b4 thattho, was the confirmation. i completely always thought kisaki wasnt a timeleaper, i thought takemichi made atheory but  it was baseless, i didnt rly like it, and then the scene during the vs tenjiku when he says future stuff n kisakis like what?? are yiu talking abt??? BUT THEN then have their standoff in the same parking lot n kisaki says you are a timeleaper and i was like what? he can also??? but then he coudnt! he admitted, was like no in ever could, which means someone else is pulling strings if there is another timeleaper, andmy moneys on hanma, the only other one whos been around the whole time. maybe ill b surprised but i f its not him then theres not another one, imo.

kisaki dying caught me off guard. his whole ten year plan was absolutely nuts, ic ant believe he thought he could go up to hina n straight propose n she would say yes, like honestly would she even remember him at that point? regardless i knew from the cram school chapters that there was some connection there, but i didnt think hina dying was some jealousy-fueled hate revenge plot. wild. but now the “main” villain is dead so what goes from here? we willn see.

i am rly glad kaku made it out. tallying 3 deaths in the kanto incident was so confusing w emma being one of them but the reveal that kaku was alive was rly something. i hope more comes from him!! the setup between him n takemichi was rly rly nice!!!! i wanna see more

i am kinda sad abt coco, bc thesetup of takemichi protecting him from div5 was great, n inui is a permanant fixture in div1 now, so to see coco decide to split was kinda sad. hope he doesnt go down the wrong path. kinda expected to see more knowing how popular him n inui are?? but nontheless

and smiley and angry were so good!! souta and kawata are amazing and souta was not like what i was expecting at all, n now knowing that he cares a lot n is not rly a fighter but iss till in toman jus. rly speaks a lot abt mikeys judge of character n kawatas older brotherschtich that they would let him be vice of div4. seeing what kawata and mitsuya both did during tenjiku arc was rly nice. 

and then hina telling drakon andmikey!!! surprised they believed, but it rly will mak things move now. for ex the gun scene where hes abt to shoot kisaki, rly ready to end it, but then hina n mikey rush in. i rly like that knowing that they both know this takemici is from the future, bc they panic but their faith in him isnt lost ,y’know? like they see him desperate, n drakon has a great line abt takemichi’s desperation, theyre not seeing their friend abt toshoot someone n freaking, n they wont judge his sense of character off of that,instead theyre seeing the desperation of someone who wants things to change, and know they can talk him out of it, or if not that then at least ,like, its not going to change what they think abt him. iunno jus. nice little detail i loved while reading that.

#i think thats it? #cant wait ot see whats next! #entering the current arc i think if theres around 210 chapters out now #ill post a final thoughts when im caught up ! #ps if theres mistakes its bc my hand is giving out ignore them pls

[optionfuel4]

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[kiaronna]

I would just like to say that School’s Out For the Summer gives me life and that all the Lonelyeyes moments are absolute perfection

Thank youuuuu!! SCOFS was super fun to write and helped me deal with the horrors these characters were going thru in canon lolol. COPING. I COPE

To be honest, a real challenge in this fic was making Elias n Peter non-threatening and fluffy but still in character?? Making them lil just. Really helped. They are mean bc school is hard and their circumstances suck. Elias just wants to go on one (1) date w/ his crush. Most LonelyEyes HCs I had for that fic did not fit into the flow, and JonMartin needed focus & grounding after their get together. Anyway what I'm trying to say is, here are some LonelyEyes HCs from teacherverse. they are long and if you didn’t read SCOFS they make no sense so I’ve placed em under the cut

-Remember their date plan? Peter legit has a chauffeur but Martin drives him bc Martin is Unofficial Dad. Jon was gonna drive Elias but. Jon accidentally muses about hanging out (COUGH going on a date) with Martin while they wait to drive them back and the idea of their respective dads hanging around while they’re on a date drives Elias into Embarrassed Teen Rage. So Elias takes the bus. Martin also muses about a waiting date w/ Jon but does it 100% on purpose on the drive over while Peter Suffers

-They do get fish & chips and people watch at a cute market. Elias likes this for obvious reasons and Peter likes it bc it fulfills his i-am-here-and-you-all-are-over-there needs.I very specifically picked this date plan even tho it sounds stupid bc it’s perfect for their personalities and it is the type of first date plan people their age would manage to execute. in my day dating at that age was like. going to the mall w/ ur parents in the background

-In the fic Martin says Elias dropped by the Lukas estate “a few” times over the summer. Martin was busy writing poetry in his room and had no idea that Elias hung out once a week

-Elias has had a crush on Peter since 0.001 seconds after he transferred. He spends entire classes staring at him and has turned in HW w/ Peter doodles on it. All his teachers gossip w/ Jon about it at district meetings. 

-Peter hated Elias initially bc he doesn't like attention and also bc Elias is loud and prickly. Then some prep school brat bullies another one of the scholarship students and Elias (partially out of pragmatism, he would've been next) like... destroys him. So Peter starts paying attention. Tbh he only develops a proper crush once Martin is tutoring him and asking him about school and what he enjoys and Peter realizes Elias comes to mind. It is a long summer. Peter spends a lot of it awkwardly wondering how to be a person while they skip rocks on the lake and explode stuff out in the deep woods. yes u read that right. they get a lot of fireworks and they Do Not tell Martin

-when they start dating they spend a surprising amount of time navigating how to handle Peter's introversion vs Elias' desire to glue their frickin hands together bc he continues to find his bf fascinating. the first time Peter erupts and goes into a vent session about school where he rants for 20 minutes, Elias holds his hand very tight and has to remind himself that Peter is pissed and it is not time to smile bc he likes to listen to his bf talk. they text a lot. Peter hates phone calls

-these last points have made the crushing sound one-sided, but trust me when I say Peter likes Elias. Peter does what Peter wants, and if he wanted Elias gone, he'd make it so. sometimes when he needs to be alone he does make it so. Elias spends a lot of time pretending to be someone he's not to be accepted, so he values that kind of honesty. The concept of someone enjoying Peter’s personality actually makes him v uncomfortable and kinda confuses him (Martin skates by under the guise of ‘he is just my tutor who I pay and not the only adult I respect & trust’). after their 6-month anniversary he sort of flips out and ghosts Elias for a week bc he did not expect this to work & he’s scared. Jon and Martin get involved when Elias spends that week mercilessly torturing Jon, showing up unannounced. when they reunite they somehow like each other more. but Elias pettily spends a week w/ extra staring which Peter grudgingly allows

-Peter's family thinks their new maid has a son who now basically lives at their house. Spoiler: Elias just visits a lot and Peter tells them zero personal info

-The difference in social class & money is awkward for Elias, who is hyperaware and insecure and won’t let Peter come over to his house until they’ve been dating for like two years. At that point Jurgen has saved up a lifetime’s worth of embarrassing things to reveal to his grandson’s bf. there is definitely some pining where Elias is convinced Peter’s going to dump him to get with some other hot rich kid at their school. Peter? Oblivious to this fear entirely. Peter had the luxury of growing up filthy rich, and is also the type of person who doesn’t care at all if your clothes are from Goodwill or your dates can’t cost more than a few bucks. This actually leads into the next point

-Peter is super outdoorsy and once his foot heals Elias takes him hiking /canoeing/camping every other weekend when it’s warm. Elias gets into landscape drawings. Peter hates TV but will eat popcorn & snuggle Elias on the couch while he watches his favorite shows on the Lukas’ expensive flatscreen. Elias continues to sketch Peter a lot and Peter does not find out about this for like a year. they continue to explode fireworks and homemade stuff in the woods bc they are teenage boys.

-they’re both Lil Bastards and like to annoy each other but if you ever mess with one the other pops up out of nowhere to threaten you in a cheerful, low drawl (Peter) or descend upon u vengefully w/ embarrassing secrets being yelled out in public (Elias). They hold hands the whole time. it is terrifying. neither of them have ever been the popular kid but nobody will so much as look at them funny

-they make bets about literally everything. My fave is the bet about who's going to be taller, which drags on for yeeeeears and no one will ever concede defeat. “you’re not taller, I could still grow” (Elias) “we are adults and puberty is over” (Peter) meanwhile they are both taller than Jon, who still tries to like. pat Elias atop the head. 

-When Jon and Martin get married u know who walks each of them down the aisle to give them away!! THE BOYS. they both hate the formalwear and look ready to shank someone the entire time

#jonmartin #lonelyeyes #kidfic #tma #headcanon

[anastasiaskarsgard]

Can you pick 3 Bill characters and describe their first big fight with their significant other? Please👯‍♂️💃🏽🦊🐨🐩

Mark

Mark: what are you doing?

Mark: where are you?

Mark: you’re really gonna play games and ignore me? Fine. Game on.

2 hours later

Jen: you are so crazy baby! I was taking a nap and my phone died. What you doing?

Jen: Mark! My lover bear? Where is you?

Jen: ok you taught me my lesson, I miss you. Talk to me

Mark: ...

Jen: what’s that supposed to mean?

Mark: you need a new boyfriend girl. I just sucked your mans dick and he never said anything about you so just thought I’d give you a heads up. He In the bathroom so I’m gonna delete this message cuz I ain’t trying to have him beat my ass.

Jen felt as though she’d been slapped in the face. She didn’t know what to do. She felt angry, confused, helpless, but mostly she just felt sad. How could he? Everything had been going so great! She takes a nap and all of a sudden he’s getting his dick sucked.

Just then her phone dinged.

Mark: ugh. Sorry baby, I went over to Matt’s house and Lily was there, being a fucking brat.

Jen: fuck you, you fucking fuck! I hope it was worth it. I’ll NEVER touch you again so long as I live

Jen: I’m blocking your number and social media. Goodbye

Mark: wtf??????!!!!!!

Jen blocked his number in her phone, and then went on every app she had and blocked him there as well. Just as she was trying to figure out blocking him on Pinterest, the doorbell rang.

She tried to remember if she locked the door, but soon found the answer when she heard the door burst open, and heard someone marching up the stairs. Her bedroom door flew open revealing a very pissed off Mark.

She was a tad self conscious sitting there in her yoga pants, and his t shirt he’d left over there. Her face was all puffy and she had tears and boogers down her face. As soon as he realized this, his face grew confused and full of concern.

He stood there a moment, unsure of what to do. He’d been expecting another guy there or her just being a bitch, but he’d never have guessed he’d be met with such a pitiful sight.

“Baby,” he said softly, “why are you like this? What’s wrong baby girl?”

“I-I” she couldn’t get words out, so she hid her face in her pillow and cried. Body shaking from her hysterical crying, she felt a light touch on her shoulder, and she saw RED. Snapping her head up and meeting his concerned eyes, she screamed, “DO NOT FUCKING TOUCH ME! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO SO! YOU GAVE UP THAT RIGHT WHEN WHATEVER WHORE YOU WERE WITH PUT YOUR FUCKING NASTY DICK, IN HER DIRTY MOUTH!”

“WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? YOURE MOUTH IS THE ONLY MOUTH MY DICK HAS BEEN IN SINCE I MET YOU!” He screamed back, startling Jen.

“You can’t even be honest. The girl texted me from your phone for fucks sake.” She wailed, throwing her phone at him.

Mark caught the phone, with the most befuddled look on his face. He looked down at the phone and read thru the messages. He pulled his phone out and looked at it, racking his brain how this happened. Then she could see it dawn on him. He was so easy to read and it made her more sad for some reason.

“Baby listen, I think my ex did this. Let me prove it, give me a chance. Please?” He pleaded.

Jen thought it over, but she knew she loved Mark and this actually was a perfect way to get rid of his ex completely. She made up her mind. “I believe you but there’s a condition.”

“Name it.”

“Block her on everything and never speak to her again.”

“Done.” He said as he started to go through his phone.

Henry Pearl

All day she’d been moody. There really wasn’t any good reason for it either. In the beginning, he’d found her hissy fits and sassy attitude endearing, but it was starting to lose some of its charm. He still tried to let it slide, and just avoid her as much as possible, without seeming rude until she went too far.

“Baby, I’m gonna go run to the store. You need anything?” Henry called upstairs since she had refused to leave their room.

“A new boyfriend would be nice,” she yelled down to him.

That was it for Henry, and he flew up the stairs, and burst through the door, startling her so bad she dropped her phone. She looked down at the phone, and then shot an accusing glare at Henry. “You’re lucky it’s not broken.” She sneered.

“Or what? What the fuck is your problem?” Henry spit at her.

She looked stunned a moment, but quickly recovered and resumed her unpleasant glare, “someone is feeling touchy.”

“You can’t just treat me like shit all fucking day, for no god damn reason and expect me to just take it. I’m sick of it, and I don’t understand what you have to be mad about all the time.”

She rolled her eyes and walked into the bathroom.

Henry stood there a moment waiting for her to come back out, but when he heard the shower start he knew what he had to do.

Henry had been doing a lot of soul searching lately, and had come to the conclusion that he didn’t love his girlfriend. He had been impressed with her beauty and allowed her to treat him poorly because his low self esteem. She didn’t respect him, and at first he accepted it because he didn’t think he deserved any. He’d been so flattered, this gorgeous woman that men ogled over, found him appealing, he’d overlooked little things like respect and personality.

He grabbed his suitcase and began packing his things. She took forever to get ready, so he had time. He was now relieved he had been “stuck” with his apartment, when they wouldn’t allow him to break the lease last month. Luckily, he hadn’t moved much more than clothing and toiletries over. He’d leave them behind, rather than go in that bathroom, and see her naked and lose his resolve.

He got out a notebook and wrote her a note, so she was aware what was up. It said the following;

You’ll have to forgive me for not finding you a guy to replace me, but I’m sure you won’t have too much trouble. You’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen after all.

I just can’t fucking stand you.

I got my stuff. If there’s anything else, donate it or burn it. I don’t care. There’s nothing I own, worth hearing your mouth again over.

Henry

To his surprise she called several times, and even came pounding on his door. He finally opened it late one night, more for fear of her waking his neighbors, than actually wanting to see her.

When he opened the door, he was taken aback by how bad she looked. Her eyes were red and swollen with eye make up running. Her hair was in a messy bun that wasn’t messy on purpose. Her clothes were rumpled and most likely a few days old. She never went out looking less than immaculate, so her appearance was startling.

She looked up at him pitifully and sniffed her nose, as she wiped her nose with the back of her hand. “I’m gross. I miss you, but I’m gross.”

Henry looked at her for a moment, and couldn’t help but wrap her in his arms and kiss her hair, as he pulled her inside. He shooshed her, as she started to protest, claiming she was gross and ugly and she only wanted to see him one more time.

He looked down at her Tear stained face, and disheveled appearance and smiled warmly when their eyes met. “I don’t think you’ve ever looked as beautiful as you do right now.”

Mickey

“Babe! Where are my new sunglasses?” Mickey yells through their apartment.

“In the car in the glove box!” His girlfriend yells back.

“Ok thank you! Where are my cigarettes?” He added.

“On the counter.”

Mickey looks but can’t find them. “I don’t see them.”

She marches out and moves the car keys, which weren’t even hiding the cigs, “I swear you’re blind.”

He smiles sheepishly, and shrugs his shoulders. She rolls her eyes and goes back to the bedroom.

“Baby? Where’s my lighter?” Mickey asks after looking all over the counter, even moving stuff.

“Out on the balcony.”

“Ok.” Mickey responds as he goes out and smokes a cig. He comes back in and can’t find his keys. “Babe where did you put my keys?”

“OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! ARE YOU SERUOUSLY THIS STUPID?” She explodes.

Mickey stands there stunned. He can’t believe she said that. Shock quickly turns to anger. “You know what? FUCK YOU! Give me my keys, so I can leave!”

“Find your own fucking keys and then I don’t care what you do!”

Mickey storms into bedroom. “You don’t care? You don’t care what I do now?”

“Nope” she states, popping the p, and turning her back to him.

“You sure you don’t care?” He growls in her ear, as he wraps his arms around her and grinds up against her.

In spite of herself, she releases a moan, “I thought you were leaving?” She whimpers.

“I’ll leave when I’m good and ready, but first I think I need to fuck you stupid...”

“Is that your excuse?”

Mickey stills and then picks her up and tosses her on the bed. “You sure got a bad mouth. Good thing I know just what to put in it.”

#mark assassination nation #bill skarsgard #mickey villains #henry pearl #my writing

[celestial-neverland]

This is an AU story. Things are not going to be exactly like the show so there's no need to inform my if something isn't correct or anything. Chances are they're that way because I made it that way(except grammar errors.. I don't purposely make those..). Everything will be explained as it goes along.

"Darya!!" I heard my older brother, Killian call me from downstairs. I groaned, tugging my blanket over my head. I knew if I wasn't up in a few minutes, Killian would be in my room to either flip my bed over or heave my 5'2" body over his shoulder. It was only a matter of moments before my big brother was quite literally dragging me by my ankle down the stairs and to our lavish dining room.

"When are you gonna learn to listen, Ry?" He muttered, dropping my leg and sitting down in his usual spot at the table. I laid face down on the floor before rolling onto my back, getting to my feet. I pushed my dark hair out of my face as I sat beside Killian.

"When will you stop swooning over what's her-face?"I taunted in return, causing my brother to choke on his coffee. I grinned, patting his back. He shot me a look as I feigned surprise. "What? Didn't think anyone knew about Emma?" I teased.

"How the bloody hell did you know about her?" He demanded. I rolled my eyes, stuffing eggs into my mouth.

"Well..." I hmmed as I swallowed my food. "I heard you talking to David on the phone."

Killian stared for a short moment before grabbing a piece of bacon from his plate and biting it thoughtfully. "So you were eavesdropping basically?"

I gasped as though insulted. "I would ne-..." I dropped my fork and crossed my arms over my chest, turning my face away from him. He looked at me in surprise. "I can't believe you think so little of me, Killian Michael Jones!" I sniffled, pretending to cry as I covered my face. Killian shot out of his seat, causing his chair to clatter onto the ground. His hands waved frantically in front of him, the panic could be heard in his voice.

"Wh...-N-no!! You know it isn't like that!!" He gasped, grabbing onto my shoulders. I looked at him with wide tear filled eyes before I burst into laughter, wiping my eyes dry. Killian growled, shoving me back before he stormed to the other end of the table with his breakfast. "I can't bloody believe I fell for that again!"

I laughed harder as I grabbed my fork again. He glared at me as I smiled innocently at him. It wasn't uncommon in our family for someone, usually Killian, to fall for my little charade. It was always so believable due to the fact I could make myself basically cry on command. I learned while growing up that tears were a good way to get our parents to stay a little longer when it came to business trips away from town. My father ran a luxury cruiseline, while my mother traveled the world buying and selling valuables. We hardly ever seen either of them or our oldest brother Liam. He was a high class lawyer that was always working cases.

After about 15 minutes of silence, we both finished eating. I got up, jogging up the stairs, grabbing my clothes and getting into my shower. I finished showering, drying off and getting dressed all in under 45 minutes. Grabbing my backpack, I headed back down, meeting Killian at the front door.

"Ready?" Killian asked, toying with his keys. I nodded, heading to his car, tossing my bag into the back sit and climbed into the front while waiting for my brother to finish locking up. The ride to school consisted of a deafening silence between us, the radio the only source of noise on the short drive to Storybrooke High. Killian pulled over and parked, allowing me to exit.

"See you after class?"

"Yep!" I responded, chipperly. "You're heading to work right?"

He nodded, "Which means you'll have to find a ride or walk home."

I rolled my eyes ,"Of course. Later, Kil!" I called, waving over my shoulder as I turned and walked towards my school.

"Tell Peter hi," he called back, making me freeze in my tracks. I spun around, staring in disbelief at a smirking Killian speeding away. My big brother Killian was the only person who knew I was dating Peter. He also happened to be the only one who accepted Peter despite the different "social classes" the pair of us were in. I made my way thru the crowd, slipping into the empty gym. I hid myself in the dark corner beside the bleachers, my back turned towards the door. As I waited, I felt a sudden presence looming behind me. The gentle tug of my hair giving away to exactly who it was.

"Hey," I grinned as my boyfriend, Peter, sat beside me. He reached over, sliding his fingers between my own.

"Hello, Love." He replied, bringing my hand up and placing a feathery kiss on my knuckles. "I missed you..."

I smiled, leaning my head onto his shoulder. "I missed you too. I'm sorry I didn't call you. I was stuck entertaining a bunch of people my parents invited over before they disappeared for work trips."

Peter laid his chin on my head, shrugging. "It's okay, love." He went quiet for a bit. "Does anyone know?"

I bit my lip, shaking my head. "Not yet." I whispered. I felt him nod. "I'm sorry, I don't know how yet..."

We both went quiet, each lost in our own thoughts. As much as I wanted to bring Peter over to meet my parents, my parents were the rich snooty type that turned their noses up at people that were below high middle class. I wasn't sure exactly where Peter stood on the totem pole of class but I was fairly sure it was lower than what was acceptable to my family. I closed my eyes, groaning. I felt Peter run his fingers thru my hair and a small smile come onto my face. I reopened my eyes and looked up at him. He smiled at me in return. He leaned down, placing a soft kiss on my head just as the class bell rang. I sighed, pouting.

"I'm not ready to go yet..." I grumbled. Peter chuckled, helping me up and onto my feet.

"Neither am I." He said, walking down the steps. We stepped onto the gym floor and turned to face each other. "See you after class?"

I nodded. "Of course." I lean up on my tippy toes, reaching for a kiss. Peter grinned, leaning down to give me a quick peck. He pulled back and darted to the doors on the other side of the gym. I sighed happily and exited the doors behind me, heading to my first class.

#peter pan #ouat fanfiction #ouat #au #once upon a time #robbie kay #fanfic #fanfiction

[go-diane-winchester]

How important is Misha in Jensen's social circle?

Another fan and I were talking about the nuts that J2 had to deal with at Chicon during their main panel.  They dispatched the first nut with the Castiel Winchester question hilariously.  But the one that came after her, was way more rude to them and even got defensive.  She snapped at Jared for not understanding her dumb question.  Like, who the fuck are you?  The conversation segued as conversations notoriously do, into problematic Misha fans and Misha's part in the troublemaking.  The person, that I was talking to, said this:

''Yeah, I wanted to reach thru the screen and throttle that cosplayer. As for Misha, they've all maintained that they're friends, so I'm not going to disbelieve them... but I do agree that he should take a stand with J2 when this shit happens....''

I completely agree on all points.  The focal point in this statement, however, has to do with friendship.  If they say that they are all friends, then we should respect that.  However, there are reason I cannot completely buy that J2 are friends with Misha.  I also think the definition of the word ''friend'' should be determined.  What does Jensen mean by friend?  I am going to use Jensen for this one, because he is the center of hellerminion focus.  Plus, I have to admit, it is fun putting together this Jensen-oriented jigsaw puzzle.  First, Jensen uses the word ''friend'' a lot.  More specifically, he uses the word ''buddy'' a lot.  As far as friendships go, I think he is cordial with everyone.  If he doesn't like someone, it shows.  Case in point, Jessica Alba, although she apologized to him years later [or so the rumor goes].  He is a popular person due to his comely demeanor.  He is also informal and not snobbish about how he interacts with people he works with.  Like Jared, he doesn't have leading man ego.  So he uses words like friend or buddy offhandedly.  Does it mean that he has a hundred friends?  No, I don't think that is emotionally sustainable.  People cant psychologically branch out that much. 

Every person has four social groups.  Lets see which social group Misha fits into.

Primary

A primary group is a small group where people have an emotional attachment to others.  They want to spend time together.  They may have shared personal culture, for example doing things a particular way that is comfortable only to them, even though others don't ''get it''.  The most telling thing about this group, is that they spend time with each other, because they want to, not because they have to.  So, your bitchy aunt from Alabama, whom you despise, probably wont be in this group. 

Jensen's close relatives and children would fall into this category.  I would assume that Jared most likely fits into this category, because he and Jensen are neighbors and co-workers even though nobody forced them.  J2 have a way of sitting during cons.  They end every main panel with a fist bump.  They both grow beards during hiatus.  These are habits they developed over years.  There may be others that I am not aware of.  Does Misha fit into this group?  No, Jensen doesn't have any social interaction with Misha unless work is involved.  Of course, someone will mention the chilli eating debacle at a Chicago restaurant.  Yes, that was during one of the chicon of past years.  They didn't have a social engagement.  They just looked for a place to eat tacos, and Misha tagged along.  Of course, Jenmisheel fans will deny that instead of using logic. 

In-group

In-groups are groups where an individual feels that they belong because of shared principles or interests.  These are presumably the guys you like to hang out with because they ''get'' you.  You don't have to spend time with them.  You like to, so you make time.  And you don't fall apart when these friends move away, because you don't have any emotional attachment to them like you do with the primary group. 

For Jensen, this is a small collection of people that he has something in common with.  Jason Manns, Christian Kane and Steve Carlson are the ones that we are aware of.  They know each other since they were too young to drink beer [as one of them had tweeted out].  They have a clique.  Although most of their time is occupied by ''adulting'', they make time for each other.  Tom Welling and Michael Rosenbaum don't fall into this category.  Jensen usually bumps into these two on the red carpet.  He doesn't make time for them.  Does it mean that he hates them?  No, he refers to them as his ''buddies''.  But if he doesn't see them for a few months, he is not going to flip out.  They fit into another category.

Does Misha fit into this category?  No, Jensen and Misha don't have anything in common other than Supernatural, and even then Misha is barely working while Jensen works all the time.  Jensen likes sports, music and the cinematic craft of story-telling.  Misha likes woodwork and confessed to not having any knack or desire for acting.  So no, Misha is not part of Jensen's in-group.  There would be nothing keeping that friendship going.  Jared might fit into this category.  Now that SPN is ending, we will see if Jensen and Jared spend time with each other regularly or only during holidays, once a year.  Will Jared become one more of Jensen's buddies that he has to take out time to see?

Secondary

This group comes together for a specific purpose or goal.  Once they complete their tasks, the group dissipates.  The purpose or goal might include charitable causes and work-related activities.  In other words, during normal circumstances, these people wont seek each other's company.  They need each other for specific reasons.  Presumably, this is a big group.  The people in this group will generally ''get along'' because that task is what they have in common and they respect each other's efforts regarding said task.  Or they may just put up with each other. 

Every single person Jensen works with, from his manager, to the cast and crew of SPN, to the alumni that they work with during conventions, all fall into this category.  If it were not for work, these people would never hang out with each other, let alone Jensen.  Jensen is cordial with them.  He doesn't burn bridges with previous co-workers, so Tom and Mike [his Smallville co-stars] will fit into this category.  That is why he refers to these friendships as life long.  Unless, they truly piss him off, he has no reason to sever ties with them.  After all, he might have to work with them in the future. 

These are the people Jensen may offhandedly call his buddies.  Misha is in this category.  That is why Jensen and Jared refer to him as a friend.  He is not an enemy.  J2's ignorance and overall gullibility might have something to do that.  They have quite a few leeches in their circle.  But he is not someone they miss or seek out.  He is a work buddy.  Also, you have to factor in J2's professionalism.  If they get abrasive with a co-star, the workplace environment [where they spend most of their time] will become toxic and it will be their fault. 

Out-group

These are people you don't want to be anywhere near.  Essentially, it is the opposite of an in-group.  The day Jensen and Jared learn about Misha, he will be in this group.  Although, the way our resident savages have been shading Misha recently makes me wonder if they have already become wiser and put the bulgy eyed overlord into this category.  I wont be surprised if this is the truth.

https://courses.lumenlearning.com/boundless-sociology/chapter/types-of-social-groups/

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Fic Rec List August 2017

The Complexities of Eros

FullBladderLemons (orphan_account)

Summary:

Yuuri has to pee and can’t get out of his Eros costume…Victor helps. That’s about it. Pre-relationship/pre-canon.

Red As Carnations

v_larr

Summary:

“You made flowers grow in my lungs, and although they are beautiful, I can’t breathe.” ~~Unknown

Pillow Case

Creep

Summary:

He checked that he has all his stuff and he was about to leave when his eyes caught the pillow on the bed. It still had the imprint of Yuri’s head. On impulse, Otabek grabbed the pillow and took the pillow case, putting it on his bag.

He left his room and wondered what the fuck he had just done

sweet citrus scented sin

Yasuo_Karada

Summary:

Yuuri’s first mistake was consulting Chris for advice.

Yuuri’s second mistake was clicking on the link that was sent his way.

His third mistake was allowing the ‘Well…’ to pop into his head, as if that was enough to justify things, and before he knew it he was packing up two grapefruits into the cart, tossing in some oranges and a handful of random other fruit to make it less conspicuous. Viktor didn’t even bat an eye at the checkout.

Promises, Promises

mousapelli

Summary:

They really shouldn’t, but that never stops Yuuri and Victor.

Bachelor Party

justrae2010

Summary:

It’s not every bachelor party that you’re treated to a strip tease from your fiancee.

set my heart on fire

FunnyLittleOwl

Summary:

In a world where a broken heart was a literal condition, it was unbelievable to think any owner could be so careless with their own beating organs.

Victor Nikiforov was.

So it wasn’t the least surprising when his Heart decided to take matters into its hands.

(Inspired by the short In a Hearbeat.)

Jokes

kiazareni

Summary:

“Beka,” he says his name again and plays with the longer strands of black hair, strokes his nails against the bristles of his undercut, “you’re the worst best friend ever. Pay attention to me!”

Based on the tumblr prompt: things you said when you thought I was asleep

St. Petersburg is for Layers

Perpetual Motion (perpetfic)

Summary:

Otabek vs. the Russian Winter goes exactly how you’d expect.

he took me to my knees (and now he’s got me prayin’)

orphan_account

Summary:

Viktor and Yuuri try out something new: cockwarming.

your warmth is home

DefiantDreams

Summary:

Viktor Nikiforov would give Katsuki Yuuri the world, whether he asks for it or not. He wants to love Yuuri, and this is simply just one of the ways he knows how.

aka:

Viktor the service sub, ft. cock warming

in which otabek is a (dog loving) criminal

sshibal

Summary:

“I can’t believe you were getting dicked and didn’t tell me,” JJ says when he catches Otabek sneaking out of Seung-gil’s hotel room.

Seung-gil kind of/sort of runs illegal dog cuddling sessions during competitions; Otabek is his unlikely partner in crime. Or three times Otabek introduced people to Seung-gil’s dog on accident and one time he does it on purpose.

But Sometimes Family Picks You (goodbyes)

FyreFaerie

Summary:

He hadn’t been stupid. He’d known that his grandfather was getting old and worked too much for his age. He just hadn’t been ready to say goodbye

Warning: Character death (I feel like the summary kind of explains it though…)

Social Network Cinderella

Lanerose

Summary:

Yuuri calls Phichit the morning after the Sochi Grand Prix Final to let him know that he has found (and lost?) his soulmate.

Phichit comes to the rescue the only way he knows how.

The Perils of Praises

WinterSky101

Summary:

Mari and Minako were Not To Be Trusted.

call me!

its_nochillforov

Summary:

There’s a beautiful stranger on Yuuri’s train so of course the only practical course of action is reading over this beautiful stranger’s shoulder. In Yuuri’s defense, it’s actually a really good book. And the stranger’s cologne smells really good.

And in that moment, Yuri realized: he fucked up.

SparkleMeow

Summary:

{{inspired by}}

“At the hospital:

*Viktor wakes up from an accident*

Viktor: Where’s Yuuri?

Yurio: Who do you think gave you this heart?

Viktor: *starts tearing up* no…

Yurio: JK he went to the bathroom”

Honey, Bee Mine

emeraldonyxdragon

Summary:

Inspired by a silly discord chat. Yuri loves going back to visit Gramps’ farm over the summer, but not so much when his indoor cat Potya decides she likes life outside better. After some fruitless chasing, Yuri decides that he might have to let Potya out more often if it means getting to talk to the young beekeeper next door. Also includes art!

[Art] Honey, Bee Mine - An Otayuri Beekeeper AU

thisiseclair

Boys & Their Toys

orphan_account

Summary:

“Yūri!” Phichit exclaims, picking up the phone on the third ring.

“What does it mean when your neighbor gives you a dildo?” Yūri asks without preamble.

On the other end of the line, he hears something that sounds like choking, followed by a series of violent coughs.

Idol Eyes

Sotakura

Summary:

Yuuri begins packing up his life in Japan, preparing for his upcoming journey to St. Petersburg.

Victor offers to help, but finds some surprises buried in Yuuri’s closet.

(or: Victor finds some hidden merch with his face on it.)

Intoxication

Zetal (Rodinia)

Summary:

After the short program in China, Chris goes out to dinner with a group of friends. Masumi, after spending months avoiding Chris, goes with them.

Katsuki “PDA Monster” Yuuri

Adrianners

Summary:

When he kissed Yuuri for the first time, Viktor assumed that would be the end of any public romantic gestures between them. Yuuri, however, had other plans.

Five times Viktor was surprised by Yuuri’s penchant for public displays of affection, and one time he wasn’t surprised at all.

Late-Night Drive-Thru

domokunrainbowkinz

Summary:

Victor gets hungry at 3 am and goes to McDonalds

Late-Night Drive-Thru (Cursed Version)

domokunrainbowkinz

Summary:

Victor gets hungry at 3am and goes to McDonalds. Yuuri is also hungry, and works at McDonalds. What happens next will blow your mind.

Mint Chocolate Chip

CrystalizedCherry

Summary:

Yuri’s never had ice cream before. Otabek remedies that.

Those Deadly Creatures

ilien

Summary:

Their human is moving in with Christophe. He should have warned them that Christophe lives with a monster.

As A Rule of Thumb

agroovymutation

Summary:

As a rule of thumb… good Catholic boys don’t try and summon demons. As a rule of thumb… 700 year old demons don’t entertain the summons of a 19 year old.

Otabek is a demon, summoned by good boy JJ.

burning in her firelight

TheCookieMonster77

Summary:

Sara likes dresses. She likes them vintage or off the runway, sleek or flowy. Mila’s seen the inside of Sara’s closet, bursting at its seams with endless colorful skirts and lacy necklines. Mila loves Sara in dresses, loves the way Sara loves herself in dresses, but never has Sara in a dress knocked the air out of Mila’s lungs like this.

Because this is Sara, wrapped up in a suit that’s all pinstripes and crisp lines.

“Surprise~”

two gay gals do some shopping

ItadakimASSu

Yuripaws

Summary:

Viktor has a special request involving sushi. Yuuri just rolls with it.

Ways to Love

Viktuurious (Sourwoif)

Summary:

Based on the writing prompt: “different ways to say I love you”

“Hey,” Yuuri returned, unaware of his interruption. He balanced two plates in his hands, smiling up at Viktor, “I got you some samosas and those shrimp wraps that you like.”

Viktor grinned and pressed a kiss to Yuuri’s temple.

“There’s more than one way to say it,” Viktor offered.

Yuri watched them, unsure how to respond. He settled with scoffing and walking off to find someone who made more sense.

call of the wild

thishasbeencary

Summary:

After his failure at the Grand Prix Final in Sochi, Yuuri goes home, but home isn’t back to Hasetsu. Home is the sea, where Yuuri lives as a siren, who feels as though he’s a failure to his family because he’s yet to place a successful Call on a mortal. It reaches Yuuri that Viktor Nikiforov has shown up in Hasetsu to coach Yuuri, and Yuuri doesn’t understand why, and doesn’t feel worthy. He’s not even human, but for some reason, Viktor has chosen to coach him. Nonetheless he goes back to shore.

For some strange reason, Viktor Nikiforov seems unbelievably attracted to Yuuri.

(Or: The canon divergent au where Yuuri is a siren.)

#yoi #yuri on ice #fic rec list #August Fic Rec List 2017

[ongly]

Jeep.

Yours and Shawn’s trip to McDrive goes wrong.

So this is my 3 am inspiration. I was kind of feeling it, I don’t know. Someone stop me please! It’s a bit angsty. I made Shawn a bit harsh on this one, because of this whole concept of ‘men and their cars’, which they take very personally, but yeah... I was feeling inspired and I’ll edit it later so, I apologise in advance for anything. It was longer than I expected but I hope you enjoy this ride, truly. Hope you like it xx

You extended your arms as Shawn reached out for the drinks the employee handed him, and then you held them in your hands when Shawn turned to give them to you. You gave him a small ‘thank you’ and he turned again to hold the bag with your order, turning around to put it in the back seat.

“Do you want to put it back there?” He asked you when he noticed you struggling to hold the drinks as you put your handbag down at your feet, placing it in-between them.

“No, I got it.” You said quietly, resting the drinks down on your lap as you kept a hold of them.

Shawn nodded and turned to the employee and thanked him, getting his hand back on the wheel, exiting the McDrive.

It was rather late. Shawn had picked you up from work after a long night-shift. He was in town, working on his new album and once he was done for that day, it coincided with the time you were getting off work so he insisted on picking you up to take you out for dinner. Since both of your jobs lingered, you ended up at the McDonalds drive-thru. Seeing that you hadn’t had much time for each other, you didn’t deny his invitation to spend the night at his apartment and have a cozier dinner there instead of being trapped in a restaurant full of people.

He was already driving home, no words exchanged, just the both of you listening to the radio. You were fairly tired and you could tell he was feeling the same. You were both listening to music as the wind blew slightly through the small gap on his window, which he had opened earlier. You took a quick look at Shawn, noticing him a bit distracted, wind blowing his curls lightly while he looked out his window for a bit, as he drove. You heard a car honking and quickly looked at the road, mirroring Shawn whose eyes got wider. He was about to pass a red light when he stopped the car abruptly making you lean forward. The seat belt got, safely, stuck so you wouldn’t collapse and you accidently spilled both of your drinks over with the strong impact. You felt the cold drink on your legs and you instinctively opened them wider to refrain yourself from getting wetter, only letting the liquid fall over the seat along with your bag, which stood on your feet.

“Shawn!” You whined loudly, gasping as you held both cups up, trying to avoid the drinks from spilling more. His head quickly turned to you, eyes wide.

“Oh my fucking…!” He started, as he looked at you, reaching out to hold the cups up and taking them away from your hold as you kept gasping at the cold feeling spreading all over your thighs. “My car!” He whined as he stared at the seat completely wet due to the drinks.

“Your car?!” You exclaimed. “My bag!” You said pointing at it, only imagining your phone completely drowning in coke inside your bag and all your belongings completely ruined.

Shawn moved the drinks to the back sit, placing them carefully. He turned to you as you lifted your shirt trying to abstain wetting it too.

“Why didn’t you hold them?” Shawn whined, referring to the drinks as he took a look at the mess you accidently made, next to him, lifting your shirt along with you. You lifted yourself a little from the seat to see if anything else had slipped, only to make the liquid slide back on the leather sit. “Stop!” He was almost screaming. You were panicking, all soaking wet as you sat back down.

The low street lights were not helping and you couldn’t see a fucking thing but you surely could feel the cool drink now all over your ass. It was the most uncomfortable feeling ever. Shawn’s breathing was increasing as he looked up to see the lights turning green, turning his body to the front. He grabbed the wheel firmly and drove away as you kept looking down at your mess of a self.

“I was holding them!” You shrugged, not even moving your feet but already feeling them soaking as well, as the drink slid down the seat through your legs. The car smelled, intensively, like Coca-Cola and you were already letting out unsteady and nervous breaths.

“Well you clearly weren’t!” He fired back, taking one hand out as he pointed at the mess you made, eyes still on the road. You opened your mouth in surprise, looking down in surprise and then back at him, eyes getting wider.

“Are you being serious?!” You asked. A hard frown formed in your features as you looked at him, lips still parted. You noticed him tightening his grip on the wheel as he drove away.

“Yes, I’m being serious.” He stated, his tone was harsh in that moment. “I asked you if you wanted to put the drinks in the back seat, but no!” He frowned, leaning back on his seat as he mimicked you momentarily taking his hands off the steering wheel, still focusing on the road.

“You think if they were in the back seat they wouldn’t have turned and spilled with the way you stopped the car?” You asked, raising him a brow, turning your body to him as you pointed to the back seat. He couldn’t possibly be mad.

“Oh so now it’s my fault?!” He responded in a wrathful tone. “Now I simply stopped the car too bluntly for the princess?!” His tone was sarcastic now. You kept looking at him, with a hard frown plastered on your face and your lips parted in surprise with his reaction. “You ruined the sits, why weren’t you hold..” You didn’t even let him finish. He couldn’t be serious.

“Are you even listening to yourself?” You asked, stupefied with his selfish reaction. He turned to you in seconds and then his eyes focused back on the road. “You think I did this on purpose?” You asked him, your voice was getting in a higher pitch every time he responded you. You couldn’t believe he was actually having such a reaction to this accident which, at some point, you were both to blame for.

“Then why weren’t you holding them?” He repeated, ignoring your question, only making you grow angrier.

“I was holding them!” You said a little louder now, making an abrupt gesture with your hands for him to notice since he, gladly, kept his eyes on the road now.

“Then why are the seats fucking ruined?!” He was shouting now. He didn’t look at you though. Even though he was driving you noticed it was making him absolutely mad by the way his thighs tensed whenever he moved his feet on the car pedals. You couldn’t believe he was actually feeding this stupid fight.

“Fucking ruined?” You repeated his words in disbelief, your voice still in a high pitch. “Shawn, it’s leather... it comes out!” You tried to see how pointless his remarks were being.

“No it doesn’t.”

“Yes it does!” You insisted with your brows raised in surprised. You were still sitting on your place, your torso turned to him as you gestured with your hands nervously, not even taking his excuses to consideration and still completely skeptical with his reaction.

“No it doesn’t!” He insisted, raising his voice again. “And the carpets will be stained as well!” He shrugged like he was, somehow, disappointed, as he pointed out at where your feet were standing.

“You can put them in the washing machine!” You stated the obvious. You still couldn’t believe you were actually explaining this to him.

“It will ruin the fabric!” He insisted. You let out a chuckle, mouth still wide opened as you listened to the silly excuses that stumbled down his mouth. Was he fucking serious?

“Are you seriously mad?!” You asked looking away from him now, sitting back as you nodded in disbelief.

“Yes! You spilled this all over my car!” His voice was higher again as he pointed out at where you were sitting. You let out a gasp and looked back at him, leaning in for him to take a look at you, even for a little bit.

“Your car?!” You asked louder, now mirroring him. He was about to fire back, eyes still not meeting you as he kept driving carefully, but you didn’t let him speak. “My phone is sinking in coke!” You shouted now as you pointed down at your bag.

“I don’t care about your phone!” He threw one hand in the air, leaning in closer to the steering wheel as he held it with his other hand. “I’ll buy you another one!” He said, taking his hand from the air to place it back on the wheel as he kept on driving. You frowned. He was about to go on, but you didn’t let him. You were furious.

“What?” You almost whispered.

“But can you buy me another jeep? Fucking no!” He shouted. You felt your stomach twist. Low blow Shawn, low blow. You knew he couldn’t be serious but you weren’t taking it anyway.

“Are you serious?!” Your voice’s pitch was a lot higher than before as you took in his words. He was taking it too far and it was starting to get ridiculous. “Shawn!!” You whined as he shrugged, frowning at his reaction.

Your eyes were wide, as you nodded not believing what you had just heard. You didn’t know what he meant by that, but it wasn’t supposed to be understandable anyway, since he kept feeding it.

“Can you?” He kept asking, shrugging as he muttered a ‘no’, still loud enough for you to hear it.

You sat back on your seat and let out a shaky breath, feeling your chin tremble. You were nervous as he was picking on you for no reason. It was a car. The seats were covered in leather and the drink wouldn’t even leave a stain on them.

“Stop the car.” You muttered as you looked away, noticing a parking lot close by where he was driving. You noticed you were getting home as well, but you couldn’t bare another second having your bum freezing out as it drowned in Coca-Cola.

“What?” He asked. You could see his head turning to you real quick, from the corner of your eye, before looking back at the road again.

“Stop the fucking car!” You spoke louder, your hands reaching out for your seatbelt hoping to rush him to park the car. “I’ll fucking lick the coke off your seats if it pleases you, just stop the goddamn car!” You shouted at him, reckless, venom on your words as you fired back at what he had said to you.

Shawn didn’t fight you. He parked the car in the empty parking lot and you quickly removed your seatbelt, rapidly storming out of the car, leaving the door opened. You looked back at the seat and then stared at Shawn who had his face buried in his hands as he leaned against the steering wheel.

“Oh my fucking God.” He muttered against his palms after seeing his dearly seat with coke all over it.

You leaned in inside the car to reach out for your bag.

“You’re being ridiculous right now. I just hope you know it.” You commented, removing your bag from the car and placing it down on the concrete in a rather abrupt way.

“Oh, I am being ridiculous?” He questioned, sarcastically and slightly offended by it. Well the shoe should surely fit him.

You ignored his remark as he opened the door of his side to leave the car. You turned yourself to the, still, opened door from your side and let the light of the car hit you as you looked down at yourself. Your jeans had turned from light blue to fucking brown.

Shawn outlined the car and stood by the passenger’s seat, both hands on each of his hips as he stared down at the mess in front of him. You turned your back at him and tried to wiggle your feet, feeling them wet.

You saw a carpet falling next to you and turned around to see Shawn removing it as he leant inside the car, his handd touching the place where the carpet was to see if it was still wet. You got closer, obviously wanting to help regardless all he had said to you. He felt your presence behind him and tilted his head to the side, looking over his shoulder.

“Could you get me a napkin from the bag?” He muttered against his shoulder, pointing to the backseats. You didn’t understand.

“What?” You asked, taking a step closer to him trying to understand what he had just said.

He breathed out and rolls his eyes, standing straight, making you step back.

“Fucking leave it.” He muttered through his teeth, giving you a stern look, walking to the backseat, opening the door and getting all the napkins they had put on the food bag.

You rolled your eyes and turned around. You were growing impatient with his attitude. You heard him closing the door harshly and turning to the passenger’s seat, cleaning it with the napkins.

You leaned down, looking at your bag as you opened it, starting to remove a few things from there, trying to save it as you could.

“Do you have any tissues left?” You heard him. His voice was lower and slightly calmer, or at least you thought. You watched him through the corner of your eyes as he got closer to you.

You didn’t even look at him, you shrugged showing him a few of your things, completely soaked, holding them out for him to see as he took a step closer to you.

“I would have, if it wasn’t all ruined!” You whined, nodding and still removing a few things and placing them on the floor.

“Does your phone work?” Shawn asked. He was definitely calmer but you were still not over what he had said to you, which he was completely clueless about apparently.

“Why would you care?” You muttered, loud enough for him to ear. “Aren’t you cleaning your dear leather sits?” You put on a mocking tone, pointing back at the opened door.

You heard him puff in annoyance and you took all of the things you had put on the floor back inside your bag, standing up from where you were, walking away from him. You stopped on your tracks, not done with it, turning to him. Your hand pointed out at his Jeep as he watched you attentively.

“If you’re so damn fund of it, why don’t you sleep on it tonight?!” You asked,  your tone purely sarcastic. He let out an ironic chuckle, only irritating you more, as he looked around at his Jeep.

You turned your back on him, knowing it would piss him more since he hated when you did that to him, hearing him answer.

“You’re supposed to crash on my place, what a fucking dumb come back anyway.” He childishly remarked and you let out another ironic chuckle. He was right, but you were madder.

You turned around, already close to the back of the car, facing him. You extended your arms to your sides and rose your shoulders.

“I don’t fucking care, I will crash here if it’s needed as long as I’m not near you, honestly.” You nodded, speaking through your teeth, your voice almost cracking mid-sentence.

You noticed Shawn’s shoulders tense.

“Hey.” He called out, quieter now.

You opened the trunk of the car with your free hand as the other held your bag tightly. You took a look at him. His features had changed. He was worried now and you could tell he was slightly hurt with what you had just said to him.

“Can I even put this here..?” You started, pointing out to the inside of the trunk as you looked up at him, raising him a brow, growing impatient. He started to walk towards you, his chin slightly wrinkled as he pouted. “… or will it ruin the design of your trunk?” You said, throwing your hands up as you gestured him, moving your eyes back to the trunk ignoring the fact that he was getting closer to you.

You placed your bag inside it and nodded. You couldn’t take the nervousness anymore. You felt your chin tremble and your chest tightening. You turned and sat down on the edge of the trunk, feeling Shawn getting closer to you. You bowed your head as he hovered you, and buried your face on both of your palms, leaning down as you let out a sob.

“Y/N…” His voice was soft. You noticed it was a bit shaky, actually.

You felt his warm hands resting on both of your shoulders, sliding them down your arms as he held them, trying to move them away to look at you properly.

Shawn felt his heart dropping to his feat as he heard you cry. He felt bad for what he said to you and it broke his heart to see that he had put you in such a nervous state. You knew it was a harmful fight but you couldn’t help it. You were tired, growing colder in the wet clothes and you only wanted to go home and get some rest.

You felt his legs bumping in your knees while he tried to get closer to you, as you breathed out slowly, trying to control your sobs.

“I’m sorry.” He softly said, leaning in. You felt his lips kiss the top of your head.

You tilted your head back, sniffing a little as you looked up at him. He instantly placed one hand over your cheek, caressing it and drying the tears with his thumb as they kept falling, taking his other hand to the opposite cheek to do the same.

“I didn’t do it on purpose.” You nodded, letting your hands fall on your lap, your eyes locked on his now. You noticed his chin tremble a little bit but he fought back. He nodded.

“I know, I just…” He nodded, trying to find the right words. “I just wasn’t expecting that.” He shrugged and kept caressing your cheeks with his thumb, trying to keep you calm. You let out a shaky gasp.

“Yeah, me neither!” You shrugged, pointing out the obvious.

He knew it. He had realised what had just happened and he knew it was none of your fault just like it wasn’t his. It was an accident and he wasn’t blaming any of that on you.

“I don’t want you to think that I meant all I said to you in the car, because I don’t.” He nodded, getting closer to you, letting one of his hands slide down, resting in on your neck, fingers slightly playing with your hair around it.

“But you did say it all Shawn…” You started but he cut you off.

“I know, but I didn’t mean it.” He quickly excused himself. “I’m sorry.” His words came out almost in a whisper.

You nodded, biting your lip and looking down at your hands playing nervously with the ends of your shirt, trying to hold back your nervous cries.

“Fucking ruined.” You mumbled as you watched your clothes.

Shawn let his hands fall from your cheek and neck as he leaned down, getting on one knee in front of you holding both of your hands in his, giving them a small squeeze.

“I’m sorry baby.” He whispered, looking down at you. You nodded, looking at him, not answering him. “Can I take you home so you can shower and eat peacefully?” You looked away, removing one of your hands from his hold and taking it to your cheek, crying the tears that kept falling.

“I’ve lost my appetite.” You quietly stated, still not facing him.

“You have to eat.” He stated, nodding. You sniffed a little and let your hand fall on your lap again, only to make him reach for it and hold it again. “Hey..” He called out. You looked back at him. “You have to eat.” He repeated. “Don’t pull that on me.”

“Sure.”

He smiled sweetly, eyes locked on yours as he took one of your hands to his lips, warmly kissing the back of it. You smiled.

“You taste rather sweetly.” He mumbled against your skin, earning a small chuckle from you.

He moved your hand away, giving you a grin once he heard you chuckle and you placed your palm against his cheek, sliding it down his jawline and grabbing his chin playfully.

“Yeah… sorry about your seats.” You said quietly.

“It’s fine.” He nodded, taking your hand from his chin to hold it again. “It will come off, you were right.”

“You’re a prick.” You muttered.

“I know honey, I’m sorry.” He let go of your hands, letting them fall on your lap as he placed his on both of your sides, sliding them up your legs, his fingers traveling up to hold your waist, his chest against your knees as he leaned up. “Now let’s go home and see if we can still save that phone of yours.” You nodded and leaned closer to him. “I’m off to work in a few days and I can’t not be able to speak with you.” He nodded. You chuckled.

“Hmm-mm.” You leaned in, pecking his lips.

“It would kill me.” He mumbled against the soft skin of your lips, leaning closer to press them together as he kissed you passionately, holding your waist tightly, his fingers deepening  its touch as if he was about to lose you minutes ago.

i am still a bit bad with this angst thing, sorry

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Boyfriend Yugyeom

A/n: the third installment of my Boyfriend Got7 series, enjoy! :)

• you are also an idol, you’re in a girl group that is doing a stage with Got7 for an upcoming award show • everyone including you is so excited to be dancing/singing with them • when y'all first have a meeting your leader and Jaebum talk about who will be dancing with who • coincidentally ;) you end up with Yugyeom, literally your bias of got7 • you know your leader def did that on purpose • well surprise surprise • Yugy wanted to be your partner too for obvious reasons I mean damn girl • you happened to be the golden member as people put it • you can dance, sing, rap, act, literally ANYTHING • yugyeom found this way too hot for his own good • and much to both of your lucks, it happened to be a sexy stage • as the choreographer was going thru the moves you noticed your friends getting pretty dang flustered • you honestly were too • how could someone not be when they get to be practically grinding on someone so hot • yugyeom would grab your hips as you accidentally mhm sure “accidentally” rubbed your ass on his growing hard on

• dance practice finally came to an end • for which yugy was thankful for bc he didn’t know how much longer he could take it • the two leaders exchanged contact info so your groups could meet up again and you felt someone nudge your arm • “I think I should get your number too, just in case we need to go over choreo again” • you blushed and wrote down your contact info in his phone • later that night you got a text from the boy • y'all are still together a year later :,) • alrighty!!! • I think this boy would like to surprise you with small gifts too • like not very often so they are always special • I could see him being that boyfriend that buys his girl a rose for every month they’ve been together • like the flower count would just get bigger as time went on • such a sweet and sentimental boy • privacy??? who?? what??? • this boy couldn’t contain himself when you guys became official • like he fr told everybody • but who could blame him, he likes loves you so much and he wants the whole world to know • if he could yell it from the rooftops he totally would

• he enjoys talking about you in interviews if asked but probably won’t bring you up unless they do

• however, when he is talking about you, GIRL

• you and literally everyone else can tell that he’s so head over heels for you

• it’s really the cutest thing, like the boys tease him about being whipped but in all honesty

• they are really happy he found someone like you

• P D A • he always has SOMETHING touching you • he will also shower you in kisses, unless he’s around his boys • he loves you and all but the endless teasing is too much sometimes • if you get embarrassed he’d prob cut down on skinship just bc he wants to make sure your comfy • he wouldn’t do anything w/o your permission • now in the bedroom • I think this boy is a switch • like hell yeah he can be dom but he can also enjoy you riding and teasing him too • he’d want to explore his and your fantasies so this boy is pretty open in the bedroom • y'all are pretty comfortable talking about your likes are dislikes, sometimes either of you will get embarrassed but it goes away quick • overall such a loving and caring relationship that y'all wouldn’t trade for anything • congrats girl you got yourself a real keeper

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My First Trip to Africa: Sierra Leone, Freetown - Kono

AFRICA

I constantly desired to go to Africa. Like most Afro-Americans, I grew up in an surroundings idolizing the whole lot, Africa. Once I got there, I comprehend I Knew nothing approximately Africa. My maternal grandmother made it clear that everything Africa is excellent. Granny did not, however, spend time disparaging the accomplishments of different cultures.

Growing up in Nicaragua's Latino and black cultures. And for me, there is no differentiating among these two ethnicities. Latinos are blacks, and black are Latinos. But this is not so for each person who finds choose with one group.

In Africa, these differences will amplify. Creating a surreal world in which an elite minority will treat different with detached. Sometimes stereotype can give an explanation for things If it turned into easy as black and white. However, things are seldom black or white.

STEREOTYPES

The standard stereotype can not explain Africa's ethnic variations; maximum people's look darkish to me, however they are variations; differences that go again for centuries. The Sierra Leoneans requested me regularly, "are you Nigerian," "American" or "Hausa," those usually got here up. Chief Morsay described Biko and me as "white." He told us that we're foreigners much like human beings with white skin. His index finger became rubbing the pinnacle of his hand for emphasis. When Afro-Americans do this in a conversation, we recognise that it's an impediment similar to "Whites Only." "You're not Africans," he stated. In Africa, it topics where you come from, or from what aspect of the river; within the case of the Congo's Bushong and the Lele ethnic group; what aspect of the river makes a distinction socially politically and financially.

But none of that changed into on my mind. I became excited to visit Africa. Relating to my grandmother's Afrocentric ideals; I wanted to look for myself the grandeur of the continent that launched civilization and the entirety that makes us stunning: The melanin, the curves, rhythm, the meals Loose Diamonds. A list of defense mechanism, my vanity used to combat the regular influx of American racist propaganda, where the whole lot is ready colour, and black is the colour that faints all hues.

RACISM

Consequently, racism is the lens thru which most Afro-Americans view the sector. It's not a distorting lens; for the most component, the lens is accurate; despite the fact that limiting. Focusing most effective on the only view. In a international where people find myriad of ways to segregate each other, racism makes this division feasible.

It is obvious that the Belgians of King Leopold II acted inside the maximum racist, inhuman way in the direction of the humans of the Congo. But in the long run Mobutu Sese Seko of the Ngbandi ethnic group arrested Patrice Lumumba of the Tetela ethnic group. I do not think that ethnicity become the cause for Mobutu Sese Seko transgression in the direction of Lumumba. Thomas Sankara and Blaise Compaoré, each are from the Mossi ethnic organization of Burkina Faso. But similar to King Leopold II, greed become the cause for Mobutu's treachery in the direction of Patrice Lumumba and the destruction of infinite Congolese lives. Compaoré did the same in Burkina Faso securing privileges for a ruling minority; keeping strength on the rate of Thomas Sankara and the humans of Burkina Faso. Using corruption, expropriation even overseas assistance to preserve electricity. With no country to answer to, these guys have been no one of a kind than King Leopold II inside the inhumane remedy in their countrymen.

In Sierra Leone, the (RUF) will put in force the equal, cutting off limbs and ad systematic rape and homicide; dispersing lots and enslaving the population to extract diamonds for his or her non-public wealth.

POVERTY

But poverty is a relative factor. Having grown up in the Caribbean and Latin America. I changed into conversant in 1/3 world fact. But none of this organized me for Africa.

THE TRIP

The extent on conversations goes up the nearer you get to the African departure living room. Things are direct. Laughter reinforced; the sucking of the teeth is loud, the grins big.

The plane landed in Lungi International airport to a remarkable chorus of cheers and applauses. Like a Hollywood emancipation scene, Africans are satisfied and thankful to be domestic. You can experience their excitement. I too turned into excited, to greet the African air. Stepping out of the aircraft, I located the humidity familiar. What turned into different, was to check out a crowd and seeing one coloration of black humans. I attempted now not to appearance surprised; I pretend I've been here before. The Africans looked at me like if I've been here earlier than too.

The tarmac and runway are big, like any airports. But at Lungi you don't see the buses, vehicles or the on foot tunnel protecting you from inclement weather. Everything is open and huge as the sky. I did not see industrial airplanes or business aircraft; simply empty tarmac with a much far away blue-green woodland horizon with out a homes in sight.

Walking into the slight immigration constructing become a marvel, no crowds! I notion this unusual for an worldwide airport. Somehow, I notion they might be connecting flights to the other part of Africa. Only the folks that could be boarding at the identical aircraft in course to Liberia. Right away as you enter the constructing, you notice a few old style booths with modern fingerprint popularity machines. Immigration officers had been smooth and short. They ask for passport and yellow vaccination card. Welcome to Sierra Leone!

The people of Sierra Leone are friendly; they may be beneficiant with their consolation quarter. They greet you, touch you lightly with a common custom.

Waiting for our luggage, I became attracted to 2 large, very wonderful, status wooden sculptures. Two action figures carved from a unmarried tree trunk. No one paid those any thoughts. They stroll via them like nuisance African memento. I constantly preferred the eye to detail of African artwork; there's a consideration for the viewer, the wearer, and dealing with of artifacts. This affiliation of welcoming artistically with dance, texture, food and shades became for me African arts functionality.

Although very outstanding, I did no longer understand at the time; the ones  wooden sculptures will constitute the fruits of my African artistic affect.

Leaving the airport, we see a signal with our names. Our host Chernor, we call him Cherry, set up to have Lamin greet us and arrange the bus tickets so that it will take us to the seashore and the ferry to Freetown. Lamin works for a organisation that assists travelers to Sierra Leonne. Having someone at the floor that speaks, Krio become calming. Krio is a higher bargaining language; exchanging money is aggressive, some notes have preferences. So there may be room for saving if you can good buy in Krio.

Outside, they are younger guys promoting bus tickets along side Sim Cards. They're aggressive, but now not pushy. There's plenty of coins in sight constantly changing arms. We look ahead to the air circumstance mini buses to fill with passengers. The ferry isn't far away, approximately a mile. But it takes about ten minutes power to get there. The street is incorrect; I idea that this being the manner to the airport it is probably in higher care, however no. It become just the begging of the many examples of forget and corruption that the people of Sierra Leone live with each day.

The seaside is huge and smooth; I note this due to the fact anywhere else seems to be litter with debris. I see some modest swiftly constructed shanties. I changed into looking for colorful fishing boats but did no longer see any. They're small children, gambling with torn and dirty western clothes. They paid us no thoughts. At this time the little wharf was full of the passenger from the plane, awaiting the ferry; bags and people below a timber hut, with an armed protect. We waited for several hours. It could be sunset before they referred to as our numbered tickets, the small ferry made several journeys transporting us appropriately to Freetown.

The boat trip takes less than an hour to pass the ocean estuary arriving in Freetown at night time. The view turned into dark with out a identifying capabilities to look. Inside, our host Cherry and his driver Mohamed are there waiting. They picked us out of the group right away before absolutely everyone offers to assist. Lamin had despatched images. Cherry made certain that Mohamed receives our bags. Cherry greeted us with a big smile, glowing eyes, on a vibrant spherical friendly face. He right now asked us approximately the flight and are we hungry. He said he has cook dinner meals home, "it is probably too highly spiced for us," he stated. So if we adore, we will go out to get some meals. We opt for the spicy food; it became very late for our jetlag bodies to go out. The streets in Freetown, at nighttime, are jammed full of vendors selling everything. None of it looks appealing to me. Freetown just does not appearance easy. And this is a wonder. A Big marvel!

We left the wharf on a two-lane paved road lit with occasional street lamps. Mohamed is focused on his challenge even as Cherry does the speaking. I'm satisfied he is. The road maintains getting crowded the closer you get to town. They're lots of small children out selling stuff, anything. I see plenty of bake excellent and fruits. Everything seems lease. Things experience extraordinary, anachronistic, a chunk out of area, like if I've traveled lower back in time. The people don't appear concerned approximately the traffic. The avenue is abuzz with African track. And the human beings are simply moving with purpose in what looks like a chaotic order.

GODRICH

We tour on paved roads all the manner up to College Road in Godrich. Then we turn proper. And Mohamed slows to a move slowly; the street now unpaved becomes a series of hills and gullies slowly main up to the subsequent turns, like the bus ride from Lungi to the seashore. There will be extra moments like this. Mohamed is trying not to have the lowest of the car drag on a hill, patiently he turns. Like if he has executed this lots of time.

CHERNOR'S HOME

The vehicle got here to a prevent at a big metallic door, about 10 ft high. Surrounded by means of fencing simply as high with damaged bottles cemented at the pinnacle. We're three turns off the main avenue, some of the houses have this barrier. A lot do not; a few houses are simply packing containers of corrugated scraps steel wooden and cardboard prepare. There is a feel that Freetown turned into now not always like this. These dwellings bare the scars and the remains of political corruption and a vicious, inhumane civil battle.

At Cherries domestic, he introduces us to his uncle Mohamed, his sister Mimona and his "House Boys." Cherry has  "House Boys" and a "House Girl." At first, I concept he turned into speaking approximately his kids, however no, that's what they call the servants or assist. Although they may be extra than servants, they need to be endorsed by way of a member of the family. They call you "Sa" like yessa. Like I said, It appears like you're lower back in time.

Mimona placed a big bowl of "krain krain," at the desk. Cassava leaf pounded and shredded with warm peppers introduced to the pot of fish and boiled Jazmine rice at the side. It become hot; they had a great snicker looking our faces get shiny. Although very highly spiced, it turned into scrumptious. The rice become helpful calming the krain krain's warmth. We needed something to drink. Small luggage muddle Sierra Leone. This night time while eating hot Krain Krain we have brought these ubiquitous waterbags. According to the water task "Infections and parasites, maximum located in contaminated water, cause the largest motive of dying in Sierra Leone."

After a completely long adventure, the mellow dance of Mosquito Smoke Coils, I changed into feeling tired. I wished a bathtub. Reacquainting myself with these norms of the Caribbean and Latin America: The open shower and cold water. Making certain now not to drink the water from the pipes all through my bathe. I went to sleep in Africa.

The next day I noticed lots of children a few in uniform. The faculties are out early for the infants. Education in Sierra Leone is legally required. But a scarcity of faculties and instructors has made implementation impossible the by-product of corrupt institutions plaguing this kingdom. I saw a collection of three taking walks on the street with a basket on their heads. They appearance five or six, too small to be on foot in a hectic metropolis by themselves.