#I’m not saying anything wrong and it’s pissing y’all off oop

[cxhleel108]

S7 Thots for this week: I’ve had enough…

• Here go this bitch🙄🙄🙄

• The new bed outfits were kinda meh but that purple and gold number was cuuuuuute.

• Lame ass sex scene on the daybeds yayyyy.

• Yes Willow we had a VERY nice evening. Did you have fun with the “him-shaped space” in your bed?😁

• Aw Bonnie and Vicky are sad that I made love with Bryson? That’s awful, I really don’t give a fuck tho.

• Snog, Marry, Pie day is here😍😍😍

• Oh don’t worry bitch I got somebody in mind too!

• Daphne immediately going to snog Evan like she’s so real I’m sorry.

• The fact we get to dodge the pie getting thrown at us LMAOOOOO Willow you’re never gonna win bookie.

• The fact everyone wants to marry Tanya (my MC for clarification) oooohhh she’s mother!

• Bryson you really coulda just snogged me babe but Imma look past it cuz you still made sure to put a ring on it😁

• Willow I know YOU of all people are not tryna call ME predictable.

•🫵🏽🤣

• Not Rafael coming to kiss us??? Sorry Daph🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

• Why I actually got upset cuz he ain’t choose us?

• Oh ok nvm I’m good now🤭

• 🫵🏽🤣

• Why did Vicky emphasize that she had to tell us stuff about our LI and the other boys and then we proceeded to pay 29 gems just for her to not tell us anything about our LI…Fusebox somebody is gon sue y’all niggas one day while y’all keep playing.

• BYE WILLOW!

• Oh Bryson you are so shady for saying last to come should be the first to go, aka Vicky and Travis needa pack they mf bags. I’ve taught him so well🤩

• I don’t wanna go talk to these people about “where their heads are at” I DON'T CAREEE.

• Evan asking me who I think the most annoying couple is omg? Why are y’all so messssyyyyy??? (I love it)

• Oh that's cool, we really don't give a fuck tho!

• Oop it's date time so you know what that means girlies...outfit reviews🤩🤩🤩

• Don't get me wrong these are both cute but there are certain details on both of the tops that's fucking them up.

• The date was cute. Not much else to comment on.

• OH-

• I'm crying how #Raphne get destroyed just after they was pledging to leave the villa for each other😭😭😭

• Honestly real asf.

• Ok my whole thing is...Uma...If y'all just made up and had a wonderful lil freak session then why after a very small, I mean MINISCULE, disagreement about not talking so quickly about the future are you gonna just go out and try to make a move on another bitch's man? Niece I can only keep defending you for so long like...

• But at the same time Alex lowkey deserve it cuz he pissing me off with all this hypocritical whiny ass lil baby shit.

• Omg Bryson finna ask us to be his girlfriend soon oooo #Raphne watch out cuz #Tyson is gonna take your spot😘

• LIKE WHAT IS SHE BABBLING ABOUT???????

• Uma you may be immature and a lil slow at times but you still a real ass bitch, I can't hate you💯

• Outfit time again🤩

• Omg omg omg these both eat thank god I was so scared.

• Don’t say what I think you're about to say...

• Oh ok you did it anyway lol🙂

• Willow if you know what's good for you, you will keep your mouth SHUT!

• So Willow gets to stay and now Evan's gone...ok.

• So what I'm gathering from this confession about Raf (I literally couldn't be any less shocked) is that every man that has met Tanya in here has wanted her...she's literally queen of the villa like all you hoes are peasants at this point🤣🤣🤣

• GIRL DON'T CLOCK JAKE WILSON LIKE THAT-

• Willow...don't get fucked up😄

• Willow...don't. get. fucked. UP.

• ...

#im about to beat this bitch up #also why did two people get dumped and not two couples tf? #litg #love island the game #litg s7 #litg season 7 #litg stick or twist #litg mc #litg bryson #litg willow #litg uma #litg bonnie #litg vicky #litg evan #litg rafael #litg daphne #litg alex #litg travis #litg joyo

[toomanyopinionss]

I want to talk about

Surviving Summer

(nonspoiler/spoiler)

hey y’all, it’s been a minute since i’ve done one of these. let’s get into it…😏

So i genuinely like this show. Just finished watching the second season, in fact.

I feel like it’s the good amount of cheesy and adorable and mind numbing without being too formulaic and basic like some of these Netflix originals tend to be. Now it can be annoying and cringy sometimes, don’t get me wrong. But it’s got some pretty good actors and actresses with enough heartfelt moments and playful scenes to make one feel content. She’s not a top ten, but she never tries to be, you know??

As for the show itself? Surviving Summer is the perfect name for it, because Summer the character? a HOT mess. I cannot stress this enough, the frontal lobes on that one are not fully formed. It’s especially apparent in season 1. Even so, i love her 🥰. I cant help it ok? She has the confidence that i dreamed of having in high school, and now tbh.

I won’t go to deep into every character, but let me just say this: they will ALL annoy you at some point. It’s so obvious that they’re teenagers, cuz they childish. But they all care about each other most of the time, and surfing. It’s a great summer watch! go for it, don’t be shy

7.5/10. Surface level fun with shenanigans galore and annoying teenagers.

SPOILERS

Y’all the second season was gooood. I liked it better than the first tbh. Summer, like i said before was much more serious and focused, but it didn’t change her personality at all, which i loved.

I liked how they got more into Bodhi’s conflicts with surfing and the racism in the industry on her end. If anything, i wish they had time to do even more with it. Because everything else they did with her character this season was just bleh. A half hearted conflict between poppy blown WAY out of proportion and a half assed queer relationship that was cute but barely touched on because hottake Netflix hates their wlws and their black main characters 🤭(oop who said that)

Poppy and marlon were cuteeeee. sidenote, who else forgot that bodhi and marlon had a thing, cuz i sho did 👀. they have such good chemistry and it just warmed my heart. SPEAKING of good chemistry…

✨“summer have you seen yourself?”

summer and baxter are the only mf choice, im SORRY.

immediately side eyeing anyone who says that summer and ari should be together, because i’m not sure you and i watch the same show. another steaming take, but I never bought into summer and ari. they are too sibling for me. i was taken ABACK when they kissed in season one. I genuinely did not see it coming. they play off each other nicely, but in a romantic way? NOPE, i don’t buy it.

but from the first scene with baxter and summer, i knew. it was intense. the casual touches, the instant bind they formed, the way bax looks at her 🤭…

you cannot compete where you don’t compare, Ari is not the one 🤷🏾‍♀️

anyone else? hmmm…

oh, y’all join me in a big FVCK you to Elo and Wren. they both suck actual ass and i hate them both.

it’s the way that they treat everyone like shit equally. even their own brother? like what the fvck is wrong with them?

like especially wren. being jealous and overly competitive is one thing. but they way she handled the bodhi situation, plus the way she outed her old teammate? literally bordering on racist and homophobic like wtffff. maybe a lil psychotic too, cuz why is she literally a threat to summer’s life? don’t take it out on her cuz your boyfriend is an indecisive disaster. at least they didn’t give wren a redemption, i would have been so pissed off like fvck her.

ok this is getting long. tldr, Season 2 was entertaining and fun. poppy and marlon were cute, summer was awesome, ari does not need a girlfriend, justice for baxter, and wren and elo will not be seeing the pearly gates.

#surviving summer #surviving summer netflix #netflix #2023 #sky katz #summer x baxter #summer x ari #poppy x marlon #baxter radic #summer torres

[insaneinspireddreamer]

Me: makes a post about how much Louder White people are about pointless shit than they are about racism

People on this platform, foaming at the mouth: oH bUT mY wHiTe FaV-

#stop asking me to put in emotional labour to educate you #please open a critical race theory book. PLEASE IM BEGGING #I study this shit for a living. I’ve been involved in politics since I was 12 I know how to educate myself and I don’t need you ‘schooling’ #me on my activism #this is my personal blog if you don’t like it the block button is Right There I’m begging you use it #also so many got hoses people are Literally Children #like your experiences are valid but your still have so much to learn #just as I have a lot to learn but telling me to change my argument just cuz you don’t like it ain’t it chief #I’m not saying anything wrong and it’s pissing y’all off oop #anyway stopp unconditionally stanning white people esp if it overshadows Real Life POC #stop feeding into the Cultrue of Distraction. they don’t care about you I promise #you don’t need to defend them they’re sitting comfy in their cushy million dollar mansions they don’t give a fuck about you #stop giving so many fucks about them

[lilxberry]

That��s My Wife - Scott Lang

Requested by: @iwazoomingouttahere

Can I have a kind of similar imagine to the one you just wrote?? It’s Scott x strongwife reader!

Hydra makes a replica of caps shield and the avengers find it and nick says it has to be destroyed so they all take turns and reader gets woken up from the noise and gets grumpy so she grabs the shield and destroys it with her bare hands then goes back to bed and scots like “I MARRRIED THAT WOMAN SUCK ITTTTT”

This is basically a sequel but I feel both this and my previous fic worked well together. Also, I believe you asked about being added to the Marvel taglist so, I’ll add you, just tell me if I’m wrong lmao

I also wanted to write this asap as I felt like I had a flow I didn’t want to disrupt with other fics between because I be wack like that oop

Warnings: Lil bit o’ language. Cute ass Scott (My God I love Paul Rudd!). Crank ass reader lmao. That’s pretty much it, I believe.

Words: 1,623

Pairings: Scott Lang x Reader (female reader) (wife reader) (super strong reader?)

(A/N: This is basically a sequel to That’s My Girl even though it came from a different requester and since I felt like it. Try fight me about it, I dare y’all. But yeah, imagine that some time had passed and that you two got married.)

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Frankly, you disliked when any form of resting was interrupted. So, the noise coming from the lab that’s usually preoccupied by Stark and Banner was certainly pissing you off.

Only 20 minutes prior did you climb into bed with the intentions of taking a well-deserved, well needed nap. Of course, it was never going to work in your favour. You tossed and turned, held the pillow over your head in an attempt to muffle the noise. It was fruitless.

You continued this repetitive rhythm as the racket continued until you could no longer take it.

Said racket was all due to the last mission the Avengers had been sent on. A HYDRA, unsurprisingly.

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“How the shit do we destroy this thing?” Clint asked when he and the others walked into the lab, earning a slap up the back of his head from Natasha and a muttered “Language” from the cap.

“What?! It’s a fair question!” Clint whined, rubbing at the back of his head. “If it is practically a replica of Mr. Cools’ shield, it’s gonna be pretty hard to destroy, I reckon.”

“Barton does have a point,” Sam agreed with the archer as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Tony, being the over-confident man he is, took the shield from Steve and marched over towards one of the cleared tables in the lab, placing the shield on top. Searching through the mess of the lab, he found whatever tool he believed would be of help, bringing them over to place beside the shield.

“Something’ll get it to break. We just gotta figure out what.”

And so, the onslaught of assaults at the false shield of patrioty began. Tool after tool, machine after machine, super soldier after super soldier.

Scott watched from the side-line, wincing each time something ricocheted off of the shield without leaving a scratch and making some of the loudest noises he’s heard in his lifetime.

‘Even Cassie hopped up on sugar isn’t this loud,’ he thinks to himself.

But he wasn’t concerned about the shield and its integrity, he was concerned about what’ll happen when the noise steals your chance away at a nap.

Your husband knew how tired you had been recently, in turn so did the Avengers, so no one protested you heading on up and leaving them to it. Although, it seems everyone par himself thought of the terrible noise the task would make.

By now, majority of the Avengers within the lab are drenched in sweat and panting, feeling absolutely frazzled.

Bucky turned towards the man who can fluctuate his size with a suit and scowled. “Why aren’t you doing anything?” he panted out, sweat rolling down his face.

The others look towards Scott with similar expressions, not understanding why he chose to sit out.

Scott deadpanned as he spoke. “You just had two super soldiers trying to pound that thing into oblivion at the same time and you expect me to be able to do something about it?”

Realisation seemed to dawn on everyone at that moment, all releasing a prolonged “Ahhhh.”

A silence engulfed the room, moments passed by where the only sounds were breaths being regulated back to natural states.

Then, Thor boomed, a bright, wide smile crosses his face. He seems to look extremely proud of himself. He gasped his hammer tightly, stepping towards the table with the shield on top in long strides.

“No shield can withstand the might of a God!”

He raised his arm, Mjölnir in hand. The others eyes widened in realisation, all beginning to protest in a panic, but it was all in vain.

With a hearty swing, he brought his hammer down on to the shield.

A thundering boom sounded through the entire compound, and the second Mjölnir made contact with the shield, everyone in the lab was sent back flying, near enough everything in the room being damaged from the large shockwave created; each and every window within the compound now shattered.

Fury was going to be pissed.

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You relished when the awfully loud noises coming from the lab seemed to cease.

A relaxed smile made its way on to your face and you closed your eyes once more, happy to be happing some peace and quiet finally. Moments passed where there was not a singular decibel of sound heard, moments you were happy to get.

Then, just like that, they were gone once more.

The loud boom, violent vibration throughout the compound and the windows within your bedroom which you share with Scott busting out completely caused you to jolt and within it, spike your frustration to an all-time high.

“WHAT THE SHIT?!”

Shouting in frustration and exhaustion, you threw the covers from atop your body and swung your legs over the edge, quickly standing and storming out towards the lab. Being in such a rage, you failed to realise you tore the door right off of its hinges as you swung it open.

“Whatever Stark is building in that damn lab better be a panic room ‘cause I’m gonna kill him.”

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The Avengers within the relatively destroyed room groaned and sat up, all their heads pounding from the harsh knockback and the deafening sound.

“Nice going, Point Break.”

“I did not think that would be the result of my quick thinking, I must admit.”

Everyone grumbled and slowly all began to rise to stand, heads still throbbing but overall bearable. Their eyes scanned the room , seeing the utter destruction Thors’ action had caused within the lab until finally, their eyes landed on the shield, still in one piece, just as shiny as ever.

They all groaned in frustration, even Natasha looked almost like a pouting child.

But as their eyes were all focused on the unscathed shield from the HYDRA base, they failed to notice your incoming form bursting at the seems with an anger no one would be able to subdue.

You slammed through the whatever remained of the doors before your voice roared out to the crowd.

“STARK!”

The billionaire let out a short, high-pitched shrill of a scream as he and the others jumped and turned to face you. If it wasn’t for the fact that they were just as frightened as the engineer, Sam, Bucky, and Clint would have found Starks’ reaction absolutely hilarious and burst out laughing.

“IT WASN’T ME!” Tony, in a panic, pointed over at Thor in an attempt to escape your wrath. “BLAME BLODIE!”

Your fiery gaze turned towards the Asgardian as he gulped audibly and smiled sheepishly, chuckling in an attempt to cover up that he was in fact, quite scared of you in that moment.

Just as you opened your mouth to verbally assault the God, your sweet husband Scott stepped in front of you, hands raised slightly in a calming gesture. “I’m sorry honey, we ruined nap, I understand. But it was with good reason!”

You raised your eyebrow up at your husband expectantly, your anger only subsiding in the slightest at the sight of Scott. He continued without hesitation.

“Fury wants that shield destroyed,” he pointed towards the shield before proceeding. “And we’re really struggling.”

Your anger had risen once more, now joined with confusion. “And why, do pray tell, does Fury want it destroyed?”

“It was HYDRA made, a replica of my own,” Steve spoke this time. “If they’re producing them, that means they’re close to being on equal ground with us. We no longer have the advantage over HYDRA if they have their hands on these shields.”

“So why not destroy them like Fury’s told you to?”

“BECAUSE WE CAN’T!” It was now Tonys’ turn to yell in frustration. He threw his arms up in exasperation which only annoyed your further.

“WHY NOT?!”

“YOU KNOW WHAT?! BE GUEST!” With that, Stark stepped aside, freeing up a path towards the shield for you.

With a hardened glare, you stomped past Tony straight towards the shield before picking it up within both hands and turning to face the group. With the cold, agitated look still engraved on your face, you raised your knee as you lower the shield quickly, slamming it down on to your knee, snapping it in half as if it were a flimsy, plastic ruler one uses for school.

Their jaws had dropped, and their eyes widened as Scott grinned like an excitable child, a strong feeling of pride washing over him.

You threw the two halves of the shield to the ground by Tonys’ feet, narrowly missing him. “If I hear ONE MORE NOISE from this lab, you’ll end up looking like that shield.”

You grazed past the petrified billionaire and weaved your way through the group. Just before you exited the lab, you called over your shoulder loudly. “And you best send someone to fix my damn window. AFTER I’VE FINISHED WITH MY DAMN NAP!”

Everyone seemed too terrified to move as you retreated back towards your room, all except Scott, who could no longer contain his excitement and adoration.

“HELL YEAH! THAT’S MY WIFE! I MARRIED THAT WOMAN!”

He began to chase after you towards your shared bedroom, calling for Clint to ask where on Earth he was doing. “I’M GONNA GO NAP WITH MY WIFE! Oh man, I can’t wait to tell Cass. THAT WAS AWESOME! HONEY, CAN WE HAVE SEX LATER?! THAT WAS SO HOT!”

As Scott finally disappear out of sight and out of hearing range, the others began to finally calm and relax, well, all except Tony and surprisingly, Thor.

“That woman terrifies me. She’s definitely on par with Pepper,” Tony quietly put out as Thor looked like a scolded child slightly, moody that some Midgardian had bested him in strength.

“This really isn’t fair.”

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I mean, I enjoyed writing this

Like, reader’s a big mood

But, yeah, that’s all I got

If you want to be added to a taglist lemme know

Anywho, I hope you enjoy

As always, constructive criticism and requests are welcomed and greatly appreciated :D

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Marvel taglist:

@thanossexual @iwazoomingouttahere

@bnhaxreaderquotes​ I thought I’d tag you since this had become a sequel to your Scott Lang request :)

#scott lang #scott lang x #scott lang x reader #x reader #x fem #x fem!reader #x female reader #x fem reader #avengers x fem!reader #antman #ant man #ant man x #ant man x reader #fluff #marvel #marvel fic #marvel fanfiction #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu fic #mcu fanfiction #Avengers #The Avengers #x wife #x wife reader #x wife!reader

[whomst-art-thou-whomst-whomst]

Texts from the Lost Tomb, part 5.2

Also yes this is a 5 part story arc, why do you ask, no I’m not “avoiding real life work”

Main Chat

Wang Pangzi: YOU KNOW THERE ARE THOSE WHO WOULD COMPLAIN ABOUT BEING DRAGGED OUT OF BED AT AN UNGODLY HOUR FOR THE SAKE OF SOME JEWELRY AND FORCED INTO AN ADVENTURE

Wu Xie: And we are just so grateful you are above all that.

Zhang Qiling: You were fully awake and insisted we pack and go as soon as possible in case there was, and I quote, “more weird shit happening we can cash in on.”

Wu Xie: I mean it’s kind of interesting that the Zhang family sent a car for us. We could have driven. So what is going on there, I wonder?

Wang Pangzi: YOU KNOW FOR A PARANOID AND CONNIVING LITTLE SHIT YOU STILL RADIATE OBLIVIOUS BAMBI ENERGY

HATE TO BE THE ADMIRAL ACKBAR HERE BUT ITS DEF A TRAP MY BOY

WHY DO U THINK WE ARE MESSAGING AND NOT TALKING DUMMY

WERE YOU IN A TOMB ON THE DAY THEY TAUGHT PPL STRANGER DANGER

BUT NO NO YOU WERE ALL “LETS GET IN THE VAN WITH THE FREE CANDY AND PUPPIES I BET WE’RE GOING TO THE CIRCUS”

THIS IS THE LAST STRAW IM LOJACKING YOU FOR REAL THIS TIME, SHOULDVE DONE THIS YEARS AGO

Zhang Qiling: I agree, in this particular case, with Pangzi. You should not have gotten in their vehicle while we were still inside the house. It forced us to follow you into the van to prevent separation, and they seemed to be expecting that. I don’t know whether Zhang Rishan intended this, but I don’t trust him.

Wu Xie: :( I got excited and didn’t think it through. I’m sorry.

Wang Pangzi: DONT YOU GIVE US THE BIG EYES WE ARE IMMUNE

MOSTLY

SPEAKING OF IMMUNE ITS REALLY FUCKIN COLD IN HERE AND UR STILL SICK, PUT YOUR JACKET ON STUPID

Wu Xie: oh relax, I’m fine. No fever at all today, remember? I feel a lot better, too.

Wang Pangzi: YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE BUT TO HAVE XIAO GE INTERVENE

Zhang Qiling: It is odd to say this, but Pangzi is right again. You are barely back on your feet and could easily get worse again. Wu Xie. Jacket. Now.

Wu Xie: Oh fine. Teaming up on me, I see. Happy now?

Wang Pangzi: FUCKING ECSTATIC. NOW BACK TO HOW WE MAY BE PULLING A LI CU

Wu Xie: If it is an abduction, it wouldn’t be them moving against the whole Wu family—not with Uncle Erbai in charge. Zhang Rishan strikes me as someone who doesn’t make a move unless he is sure of his plan, and this is all a bit last-minute to be a big shift. Besides, they let Xiao Ge keep his sword and we still have all our phones.

Wang Pangzi: TOOK AWAY MY EXPLOSIVES THO THE BASTARDS

Zhang Qiling: In fairness, you were waving them around and yelling that if they tried anything it was going to be “yippeekiyay motherfucker all up in this bitch.”

Wang Pangzi: IT SOUNDS LESS COOL COMING FROM YOU. I THINK I SEE THE TEAHOUSE?

Wu Xie: me too. That’s Zhang Rishan on the steps. This must be urgent. Everybody stay shiny.

Zhang Qiling: I will be getting out first. Wu Xie in the middle, Pangzi at the rear.

Wang Pangzi: AND WHAT A VIEW;)

An hour later…

Main Chat

Wu Xie: Is everyone okay? I tried knocking but nothing is getting through, these are some solid walls.

Wu Xie: guys???

Wang Pangzi: OOPS PHONE WAS ON SILENT AND I WAS BUSY YELLING AT THE CEILING

IM PRESENT AND PISSED OFF

Zhang Qiling: Apologies, I was trying to break down the door.

Wang Pangzi: SO THIS MAY NOT BE THE TIME TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO BUT WHILE WE’RE HERE

Wu Xie: fuck Pangzi, I know, okay??

I’m an idiot, I’m so fucking stupid. It’s not like it’s the first or fiftieth time I’ve put you two in danger, either.

Wang Pangzi: HEY HEY WHOA NOW

STOP SAYING RUDE SHIT ABOUT MY FRIEND

ITS GONNA BE OKAY

DESPITE KNOWING THIS WAS A BAD IDEA I STILL COULDNT PREDICT HOW MUCH CHAOTIC LUCK THIS FAMILY HAS

DAMN IT I HATE WHEN HEI XIAZI IS RIGHT ABOUT THINGS

Zhang Qiling: I’m sorry. This is my fault. My line has a ruthlessly pragmatic streak and they’ve clearly wanted to test us separately to see why the necklace reacted to our arrival like that. It does not excuse Zhang Rishan trapping us in these separate rooms.

Wang Pangzi: UHH BITCH I SAID THIS FAMILY NOT YOUR FAMILY

THIS AINT ABOUT THEM

YOUR FAMILY IS ON MY SHIT LIST EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY

THIS FAMILY MEANT US OBVS

UGH ANY SIGN OF THE BASTARDS?

Zhang Qiling: no. Wu Xie?

Zhang Qiling: Wu Xie, answer me.

Wang Pangzi: WU XIE

TIANZHEN

PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE DAMNIT YOU'RE SCARING XIAOGE

Zhang Qiling: I’m going to try breaking down the door again.

Wu Xie: Hello, Wang Pangzi and Zhang Qiling. My apologies for the rather inhospitable circumstances, but this seemed expedient considering the unknown qualities of the necklace. I could not be sure who was causing what, or what could happen next, and thus have temporarily set you in separate rooms for the sake of everyone’s safety.

Wang Pangzi: WTF GIVE HIM BACK HIS FUCKIN PHONE ZHANG RISHAN I KNOW ITS YOU YOU PRETENTIOUS ANTIQUE

WE DESTROYED THIS PLACE BEFORE AND WE CAN DO IT AGAIN

Zhang Qiling: Your concerns for everyone’s safety are noted. Thank you for whatever you believe you’ve done right here.

Now. If you release us immediately and return Wu Xie to us, we will consider leaving without direct personal retribution.

Wang Pangzi: WHAT HE SAID AND ALSO YOU SUCK

Wu Xie: I regret that this has happened, I hope to make it up to you in the future. For the purpose of today’s needs, however—I will have my men escort the two of you out if you so desire, but unfortunately Wu Xie will need to stay until we have finished examining him.

Wang Pangzi: EXAMINING??? YOU FUCKING PERV HANDS OFF HE MAY BE THE BELLE OF THE BALL BUT HIS DANCE CARD IS SPOKEN FOR

I SWEAR I DID NOT GO THROUGH TEN YEARS OF THIS STARCROSSED CLUSTERFUCK FOR YOU TO SWOOP IN AND STEAL MY FRIENDS BF

Wu Xie: There is no call for rudeness. He will not be harmed. The artifact was responding to him directly. It has not lit up like this in over 200 years, and I need to understand why it is responding, and responding to someone who is not our kin, which it has never done before. This could have implications for everyone in my family if it could protect someone at the right moment.

Wang Pangzi: OKAY BUT CONSIDERING OUR TRACK RECORD IN THIS BUILDING AND THE SITUATION AT HAND Y’ALL ARE ABOUT TO NEED PROTECTION

Wu Xie: The testing would be going better if Wu Xie wasn’t worrying himself unnecessarily over where you both are, it’s making our readings difficult.

Wang Pangzi: OH GEE SO SORRY YOUR KIDNAPPING VICTIMS ARENT THRILLED TO BE HERE TO SAMPLE YOUR CREEPY JEWELRY BOX BUT THAT SOUNDS LIKE A YOU PROBLEM

Zhang Qiling: Zhang Rishan. I appreciate that you must think of our family first in your decisions. As must I. I hope you can appreciate what that means for decisions I make.

Wang Pangzi: HEHEHE SO TRUE BESTIE

YOU PISSED OFF THE WRONG GOTH TODAY BUDDY BOY

Zhang Qiling: A compromise: we stay with him as you run your tests. That will calm him and assuage Pangzi’s concerns and prevent me from…testing the limits of your lifespan.

Wu Xie: I accept that this may temporarily impact our relations, but am hopeful that you will come to understand that sometimes I need to make certain choices for this family that are…difficult. I will come to let you—One moment. Something seems to be happening.

Babysitters Club Chat

Wang Pangzi: OH SO WE ARE GONNA JUST POLITELY SIT WITH WU XIE AS STRANGERS POKE HIM WITH NEEDLES ARE WE HUH WELL LOOK WHOS BEING A HELPFUL LITTLE LAB ASSISTANT

Zhang Qiling: I’m attempting to convince him to let us out. Of course we will not simply sit there. Some lying to gain trust is necessary here.

Wang Pangzi: UR BEIN A SHADY BITCH XIAOGE AND ITS HOT

THATS WHY YOUR TATTOO IS SO BIG ITS FULL OF SECRETS

ALWAYS KNEW YOU HAD IT IN YOU TO—WAIT WHAT WAS THAT SOUND??

At the same time…

Bonnie and Clyde Chat

Xie Yuchen: …so, this is not what I expected to find.

Hei Yangjing: yeah kiddo is a bit freaked out:/ this sucks. I mean I get that they are concerned blah blah blah necklace goes brightbright but maybe we should go find the other two

or at least find a way to let Wu Xie know we are here, that room he’s in looks like a dungeon and not in a good way

Xie Yuchen: Does it look like I’m able to do anything right now? Also, I’m fairly certain they won’t be harmed. Zhang Rishan may be callous, but he isn’t stupid.

Hei Yangjing: r u kidding

he split up Romeo and Juliet, then left Romeo with a sword—seems pretty stupid to me

Xie Yuchen: Yeah I’m not going near that. He made his bed with that choice. What can you see? These Neanderthal guards are blocking my view.

Hei Yangjing: uh so there’s like a lab table situation

Wu Xie isn’t tied up, a good sign in this context

I can’t see what those people are holding, they’re talking a lot and some asshole just grabbed Wu Xie’s arm, looks like maybe they are putting in an IV?

The necklace is—oh. Oh shit.

#whomst #ultimate note #wu xie #dmbj #the lost tomb #pingxie #iron triangle #dmemebj

[in-tua-deep]

tua s1 rewatch with my roommate

episode one (I forgot for the first episode oops):

I have been treated to pictures of a lovely cosplay of Klaus who won a cosplay contest my roommate was in !!

Klaus putting his arm in front of Five during the funeral fight is good shit

“I have heard like nothing about Vanya” “yeah that’s pretty much how she’s treated in show as well”

“I can see why he’s the fandom favorite” - about Klaus

“Istanbul is in the firST EPISODE?”

I forGOT about the “rapists can climb” line when he breaks into Vanya’s apartment omg but also like,, his dumb arm wound

Episode two:

HERR CARLSON

Aww baby fives first time travel his little smile. Baby. Baby boy. And the dawning horror in the apocalypse baby nO

Five: you got anything stronger

Also five: takes one sip and then fills up more, takes another sip, and then immediately puts it down ?????

The motel dude for hazel and cha cha just looks at them like “yeah these are serial killers” and just rolls with it

Also actually why tf doesn’t the commission spring for better stuff?? Why would they cut costs?? They time travel? They could game the stock market so hard ?????? Give the assassins their own rooms omg

Also why didn’t five like. Crush his tracker. Why did he just leave it whole and intact outside of the Griddys.

Forgot how much I love Agnes

(Oh man it is storming bad here it just BOOMED)

Also idk if Diego actually deserved that taser hmmmmm but also like,, communication lads five was literally right there killing people and Diego is like “hmm something is up here” like. Yeah Diego ur big brother “I can get my sibling in trouble for something” senses are tingling

Wow I really did repress all these Allison and Luther scenes huh. Also it’s still super cute that Allison read Claire moon books

Allison: dads heart gave out, which wasn’t how I was expecting to find out dad had a heart but it tracks

“SHUT YOUR PIEHOLE BEN... said with love 😘”

Did five actually sleep at Vanyas?? The sofa looks undisturbed but he had to wait for work hours to interrogate the meritech people,, five,, please sleep. The whole “IF YOU CALL ME YOUNG MAN ONE MORE TIME” interaction makes more sense with five on. Zero sleep.

I didn’t remember that Patch straight up knows about the umbrella academy oops. Like she clocks Diego as overcompensating for his childhood. Queen

Is that an umbrella adademy Diego cross stitch on Diego’s wall?? Did he buy that? Make it?? Did grace make it?

Vanya, walking into the academy: five??? five? pspspspspsps

Also like. Who was Vanyas therapist??? Clearly they did not help her

Aww the tow truck driver :(

I know the show wants me to dislike Patrick I KNOW,, and I think her fathers funeral is extenuating circumstance?? But still Patrick is valid for not giving an inch regarding his ex who mind controlled his child. Vanya didn’t really deserve Allison snapping at her but like. She had some good points. Allison arguably would have had to deal with vanyas book more than anyone else

Five smiling proudly at Klaus’s drama at meritech bless but also KLAUS DONT BREAK GLASS ON YOURSELF

Me, spotting Leonard: BASTARD

Love how everyone greets Diego in the gym and don’t question all his knives or anything like “yeah that’s Diego he lives here and loves knives :)”

Why could Leonard have not been like. A normal ass guy. Vanya needs friends who sympathize with her holy shit get this person some socialization

Pogo really did have to lead these kids by hand to the recording rooms because literally no one was super invested in reginalds ~murder mystery~

ahafahJAGSJWGAI MY ROOMMATE JUST SAID POGO IS THE BEST CHARACTER SO FAR,,,, I will probably never include pogo in my fics because I do Not Care About Him lmaoooo

Aww five does to see Dolores and being like “it’s been a rough couple of days :(“,,,,, baby,,,, but also tag yourself I’m hazel going “elastic wrist splint yesssssss”

Five I am begging you PLEASE get some sleep

OH FIVE SHAKING DIEGO IN THE APOCALYPSE TO TRY AND WAKE HIM UP OHHHHH OH :(

Episode 3:

my roommate is super faceblind which is an issue bc she identifies people mainly by hairstyle so seeing the s2 stuff on tumblr is tripping her over bc she keeps seeing diego and going ??? who is that again? bc she’s seen his longer hair

okay there is no way that the eggs that grace put in that pan are the ones that ended up on the smiley face breakfast plate,,, but also grace that whole scene was a mood honestly i would be like “okay maybe mom killed dad BUT he deserved it sooooo”

“what the FUCK” - my roommate about cha-cha’s shitty wound care where she holds a curling iron against her arm

i didn’t remember that five got shOT AT THE DEPARTMENT STORE did i just erase that from my memory?? i mean yeah it’s a graze but he stitches it up and then slaps a bandaid on it so he has a wound that needed stitches on his shoulder for the entire show ??????? is he okay???? that would make moving your arm,,, painful,,,,,

a bandaid just slapped over it i’m actively yelling

“Sometimes when I see a million gifs of a show before I watch I get really surprised when they talk but he is exactly what I expected” - my roommate, about five

“I noticed they’ve only really showed diego in really badly lit scenes so far” - my roommate defending her lack of ability to recognize diego

i’m still laughing about pogo literally having to point out the murder tapes and now allison and luther are investigating and just. allison is lowkey defending grace and i’m laughing

“why is he saying woodwork is embarrassing that’s like one of the most middle of the wood hobbies to have. you’re respectable to grandpas who used to carve wooden ducks AND twenty-year-olds who can’t make anything to save their lives” - my roommate on leonard peabody

“i think he’s already crossing some lines he’s met this lady ONCE” - roommate on leonard/vanya

five having flashbacks in the car :(

did allison and luther draw straws for who went to fetch which sibling?? allison was like “dibs on vanya” and luther was just like “aww :(”

five luther and klaus in the van - BOYS NIGHT BOYS NIGHT let’s go pick up diego

“the coat he’s wearing does have a nice swish to it” - roommate about klaus’s coat

luther being like “you’re just as messed up as the rest of us and we’re all you have” like luther,,, baby,,,,, you literally ARE all he has,,,,,, his family is the only thing he’s really cared about since he was thirteen and maybe before then :(

“I can’t tell if those are supposed to be cake or yeast donuts... i think extruded donuts are cake donuts but she said she lets them rise so maybe they’re yeast?” - my roommate focusing on all the things that i do not

sometimes i forget that hazel and cha-cha pretended to be private detectives trying to find a lost child in a potentially dangerous situation,,, five would be disgusted

“she shouldn’t get a vote” “i was gonna say i agree with you” “she should get a vote!!” this is peak sibling energy honestly i think i’ve had that exact interaction with my siblings voting for a movie or something

“hashtag android rights” 

“I want to be the tailor who gets a call one day that says ‘i want you to make clothes for a chimpanzee”

is it telling that only luther in the flashback didn’t really talk to grace at all,, i mean five didn’t either but i think he was gone by that point in the flashback ???? 

wait diego tells grace that she worked for him for thirty years,,, the kids are 29 and later it’s implied she was built bc vanya kept killing nannies when they were like four but maybe s2 clarifies that some more?? or diego just is rounding up

“that’s an interesting fabric to her skirt” - my roommate about grace’s outfit

forgot that hazel and cha cha broke the door to the manor busting in,, do they ever fix that?? we’re only at episode three do they spend the rest of the season with their door open to anyone on the streets

okay that bathtub is WAY too small to allow for klaus to be moving his elbows about like that underwater smh

“how is HE useful on mission??” my roommate about klaus

where is the SECURITY SYSTEM??? luther LITERALLY said that reggie was more paranoid and yet some assassin can just bust down the door and have unrestricted access????? he built a whole ROBOT but no security system????????

“maybe it was like,, practice for the kids? someone breaks in and they take care of it? wait no that doesn’t explain the thirteen years they’ve been gone?”

“why WAS he on the moon?” - about luther

“I want to see what she’s embroidering!!” about grace during the gunfight in the living room she’s absolutely ignoring diego getting shot at

what is a rope-a-dope,,,, diego yells “EVER HEARD OF A ROPE-A-DOPE???” at luther but like. no i haven’t. what does that MEAN diego

aww i forgot they played sinnerman, love that song

“what are you doing dude, rumor has it you’re not shooting at me that’s all you need to do” i mean. the roommate is not wrong. allison could just end the fight with a yell. i understand she’s pissed off and has rumor trauma but like cha cha is actively trying to murder them

how is luther not winning he literally has super strength. does hazel have super strength? just punch the man and knock him out jesus y’all suck at this smh

why is there such intense music we all been knew about luther’s strength - oH HIS BODY

forgot about that

is it allison’s fault that klaus got kidnapped because she didn’t literally just rumor them to give up?? like she literally has that power. she could have been like “i heard a rumor you left and forgot about us” it didn’t even need to be violent?? i understand she has rumor trauma but this i feel is allowable circumstances

diego showing his worry about vanya by getting angry which honestly i think all the siblings do that rip none of these idiots have even heard of healthy communication in their LIVES

you know,, i don’t think vanya can drive. she takes the bus. she took a taxi to leonard’s house. we see her walking a lot. does she know how to drive?? i imagine that the umbrella academy were taught bc of mission related stuff but,,, vanya wasn’t?? that’s just depressing tbh

#tua rewatch #i cannot beliEVE she likes pogo so much #pogo was complicit in the hargreeves abuse no i wont change my mind #i would be more likely to forgive him if he didnt keep mentioning how much reginald loved them #pogo fam dont say that #youre just going to feed luthers daddy issues #more to come #i cannot BELIEVE i forgot five got shot/grazed in the arm by a bullet #he slaps a BANDAID OVER IT #right after i said five is better at woundcare than cha cha with the curling iron #he just #slaps a bandaid on it #not even a big bandaid #that motherfucker

[elliethesuperfruitlover]

Luba’s Character Development (and wasted opportunity)

A/N: Today, I will be exploring a lot about Luba’s character development, and actions. As well as that, how their actions helped the plot. This is going to be a long one, so strap yourselves in and hop into the debate if you like.

Luba is a very interesting character, and I absolutely love how Rob portrayed them. There’s a very mysterious air to them, but also a hint of guilt, and sadness. Although they hide a lot of feelings, and push it off as jealousy, (which it is), there’s so much more than that.

We are introduced to Luba as Naadirah’s friend, and of course, they had to use the “feminine man” as the main character’s best friend. Except, this one had a really good twist on what that typically entails.

There they are, working at the parlor, and just the way they are presented makes it seem so mysterious, to me at least. They protect Naadirah, then go on break, but OOP. Did y’all catch them making fun of Leo and mentioning him. They are JEALOUS. With some of the wrong reasons, not, most of the wrong reasons.

Now, that’s the intro, here’s where I have a LOT of bones to pick.

The next couple times we see Luba, they’re in the parlor, tending to Leo, and where they’re talking about Cactus.

Now, what I would’ve loved to see is Luba taking care of Cactus’ kid, (I can’t remember her name right now, sorry). That might’ve brought attention to them possibly wanting kids, (with Naadirah, because as already established, they love her.)

Luba believes that he would treat Naadirah better than Leo, and that idea wasn’t really expanded on. They loved her, and wanted her only to themselves. I don’t know if they want Leo completely out of the picture of they’d have what they wanted.

As any good friend would, Luba did what he had to do to help Naadirah. He was infatuated with her, and would do ANYTHING for her. And they did. They became an escort, and got money through that. (Sex workers are still workers, and they should be treated as such. They’re still humans and people too, ye’ fuckers.)

According to the storyline, Naadirah asked Luba for help with money to go to a “mystery place”, he does, keeps the job. As soon as he gives her the money, she disappears. That, that right there. That’s a shitty move.

She could’ve given a hint or something as to where she was going, but all we got was a picture and a couple words. Luba had the right to be beyond pissed at her actions. Friend or not, it’d be nice to know where someone was going with MY MONEY.

So much more plot with Luba could’ve been added. Like, a sad and angsty post-credit where Luba finds out that Naadirah’s dead. How would they react to that? Of course horribly, as they were angry with her, and was rude to her, and was a bit ableist.

However, they’d be so sad that they don’t get to see her again. Not once do they get to hear her talk, or take her out for breaks. Protect her. I mean, she’s gone, and Luba probably didn’t react well to that, as one would.

Now, Luba’s reactions with Leo are touchy to say the least. Because Luba wanted Naadirah, they talked shit about Leo. The fact that he’s mute, and that Luba makes fun of him for that (a little bit) is quite rude. They did, however, lead Leo in the right direction to finding her whereabouts. The dude that Leo had to talk to is a bitch to say the least. I’m not a fan of people who appropriate other cultures, so we’re moving past that.

Do I want to see Luba in that green dress? Of course, I still love them. 

They were still willing to help Leo find Naadirah, through all that trouble, and their hurt feelings. Maybe they led him in the right direction so that they could get Naadirah back? I don’t know. I like to think that they accepted the fact that Leo loves Naadirah, and that they couldn’t have her. He knew what was in her best interest, so he let him have a chance. I think that’s love.

LUBA WAS USED FOR PLOT AND PLOT ONLY!!!!

I know this is very, veerrry expected, but Luba had so much potential and it was WASTED. What’s their backstory, where are they from, how do they know Naadirah? Literally, they pop in, Naadirah’s friend who loves her and would do anything for her, became an escort. Made money FOR her, was taken, and now it’s basically gone.

And all in the beginning of the money as well. Like, OH MY GOD. Spread that shit out, please, I need more of them. They had so much fucking power and opportunity and it was nothing short of WASTED.

That’s all I can remember from my shower thoughts about this, feel free to add on if you like!!

#luba #mute

[seouledbysisi]

A Brighter Dawn

Chapter Five

Elyse

Elyse was able to scarf down a bit of her soup which was actually really good. Her stomach didn’t feel like it was turning flips anymore but she felt like that was because of the tea. Wonwoo’s special tea. She smiled at the thought of him being so kind. The fact that she had been on his mind made her feel different. Special.

“Umm Elyse?” Coups called as he noticed her expression. “Was the soup that good? Or are you in a great mood because I’m here.” He smirked.

She snapped out of her trance. “Huh?” She stared at him in confusion.

He chuckled. “I flirt with you 24/7 and either you don’t notice or you’re not strickened by my rough around the edges handsome features.”

She cocked her head to the left and stared at him for a moment. Suddenly she burst into laughter. “I notice. I notice that you flirt with everyone.”

“Not everyone. I’m just nice to everyone. I don’t show any other girls as much attention as I show you.” He winked.

“Is that supposed to impress me?” She raised an eyebrow.

Scoups pulled her chair closer to his. They were facing one another.

She was a bit uncomfortable. She wasn’t sure what he had up his sleeve.

“Do I make you nervous?” He asked with that same smirk on his lips.

She cleared her throat. “Not really.” She played it cool.

He moved closer to her face. Their lips just inches apart. “What if I leaned in just a bit more. Would you be nervous then?”

She swallowed, leaving her gaze on him. “You wouldn’t dare.” She couldn’t let his bad boy act affect her.

He chuckled a bit and suddenly move forward more.

She turned her head a bit and his lips landed on the side of her face. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. “I’m sorry.” She whispered.

He slid his chair back a bit. He could tell that he was crowding her. “No I’m sorry. I don’t know why I thought that would be okay.”

She stood up and started grabbing her things. “No it’s fine. I’m just not in the right headspace right now. I need air.” She hurried out leaving him behind in her office.

As she walked the streets, all she could do was thank the heavens for fresh air.

Her feet led her aimlessly. She just knew she had to get away. Something about that moment didn’t feel right. She felt guilty but couldn’t figure out why. Coups has always shown interest but he did that with everyone. The fact that he went further this time, made her feel claustrophobic. She felt like she had did something wrong.

She could hear guitars and voices speaking poetry. Her feet had led her to where she needed to be. Once a month there was an street art festival. Random indie artists would come out and set up to show their work. Writers, singers, painters, sculptors. Anything you could think of, it was here. This place always put her at ease.

She walked the streets and admired what she saw and heard. She was in her head, not paying attention to anything else but the art. She hit a hard surface.

Arms fell around her. “Oops.” A male’s voice carried through her ears.

Her breath hitched as she looked into the guy’s face. She immediately stood straight and gathered herself together. “I’m so sorry.”

He gave her a slight smile. “No worries. Are you okay? Do you feel better? Did the tea help?”

She smiled shyly. “Yes to all of your questions.”

Wonwoo nodded. “Funny seeing you here.”

“Yeah. I needed to get away. I come here every month when they have it.” She said as she held her purse tight.

His face lit up. “So do I!”

She saw the excitement in his face. “Hm. Weird how we’ve never ran into one another or that you’ve never mentioned it.”

“I used to come with Minghao but now I come alone. I love to read so I like to patronize local authors.” He smiled.

“I love reading too. And music is my everything. It’s nice to sit and listen to someone strum a guitar and listen to the sweet melodies of someone’s voice. It’s soothing.” She looked around the streets as more people began to fill them.

His face began to warm. If he didn’t like her before he definitely had deeper feelings now. Just knowing that they shared something so special in common made his heart even more involved. “Well enjoy the rest of your time. I don’t want to intrude.”

She grabbed his arm. Like a wrecking ball crashing into her she realized why she had felt guilty earlier. Maybe just maybe she had Wonwoo on the brain. She had never really noticed him before but somehow he was more visible than ever. “You’re not intruding. Walk with me?”

His eyes widened. He was in shock. Did she really just ask him to walk....with....her? He coughed a bit. He was choked up. “Jinja?”

She giggled. “Yes really. Why are you so shocked?”

He looked away shyly. “I don’t know.”

She gently grabbed his hand and pulled him along the street with her.

Naomi

The next day she was ready. She was prepared to lay her vocals for Woozi. She wouldn’t make him wait any longer. She saw the disappointment in his face and she didn’t want to be the cause of it anymore. She had to admit that she had a nice lunch with the manager though.

As she got closer to the studio she heard a female’s voice singing. Her heart dropped when she noticed Ailee in the booth. The words she was singing sounded oddly familiar. When Coups bars came into play she knew then why it sounded so familiar. Tears began to well in her eyes.

Vernon looked around to notice her standing in the doorway. “Hey Naomi!” He exclaimed but his words trailed off when he noticed the look on her face and tears in her eyes.

She immediately snapped out of whatever had taken over her and wiped her face before Woozi could turn around.

“What’s wrong?” Vernon asked.

She shook her head quickly and simply walked out to catch her breath. She stood in the hallway breathing hard.

Woozi followed her out. His eyes widened when he noticed how she was breathing. “Oh no! Are you having another panic attack?”

She stared at him with rage. It wasn’t panic at all that she was feeling. It was anger. “You replaced me?” She bit out.

He sighed. “I honestly didn’t think you’d show. I had to be safe.”

“Didn’t think I’d show?!” She yelled a bit. She was trying to keep her composure but he was really making it hard.

“No I didn’t. You’ve blown me off quite a bit. I couldn’t afford not to finish the song because you keep making other plans!” He hated arguing with her but this was what it was.

She rubbed her fingers threw her hair. “You could’ve gave me another chance to prove to you? I’m actually here.”

“Yeah for the first time in a long time. Thanks for finally coming through but lately you’ve been preoccupied.”

“Preoccupied? Is this about Seungjoon & I having lunch?” She asked.

He chuckled. She was really oblivious. “No. It’s about you! And me! And how I’ve given you all the signs but you never take them.” He finally admitted.

“What signs, Woozi?” She yelled.

He shook his head. “You just don’t get it. And you never will.” Now he was becoming frustrated.

“Tell me something. Why’d you choose Ailee?” She asked. She stared in through the window at the woman. She was gorgeous and had never done anything wrong to her but the mere fact of her singing the song that should’ve been hers, it was pissing her off.

“Who else would I have used? Her voice worked well with Elyse’s.” He spoke truthfully.

Naomi raised an eyebrow. “Not as well as mines!”

“Well this is all of your fault! Not mines. I needed to lay the vocals and she was available.”

That took her aback. “My fault? You know what Jihoon, I feel like you’re just doing this as payback! You’re mad about me having lunch with Seungjoon, right? I’m allowed to have other male friends. I don’t understand why you’re so pressed!”

His heart broke. The pieces began to shatter. She had finally drawn the line. “I never have said that you can’t have other male friends. I’m just not used to it because the only other guys you’re ever around is us. When you dated that douche bag Jin, who was there for you to pick up the pieces? Me! Im always there, and now it’s like a crime for me to even care about you. You blew me off for Seungjoon which is totally fine but you can’t get mad because you won’t be on this song anymore.”

Silence spread throughout the hallway. Naomi had let anger tear them apart. Woozi had allowed jealousy take over. How were they both so oblivious.

Woozi stared down the hallway, trying to keep from looking at her.

Vernon stepped into the hallway. He could feel the tension. “I don’t like this. Y’all both need to figure out what you really want from one another. It’s clear that you both are dealing with feelings on your own. Maybe it’s time that you deal with them together.” He spoke.

Naomi stood with her arms crossed. Pride wouldn’t allow her to say a word.

Woozi stared at her for a moment. Waiting. He didn’t know what he was waiting on her to do but he was waiting.

“Woozi, just admit it!” Vernon pleaded.

Woozi wet his lips thinking for a moment. “I’m tired of feeling like I’m holding you captive.”

Vernon was confused. That’s not what he was expecting nor was he trying to get him to say. “What the hell? You like her so say that shit!”

“It wouldn’t change anything. Go be happy, Naomi. God, you deserve it.” He said and walked back into the studio.

Naomi crumpled over in tears, Vernon had to catch her before she fell to the ground.

Minghao

He was practicing the choreography for “My I” with Jun. They had a performance coming up and wanted to go over the performance since it had been awhile since they did this song.

After about an hour they both were tired. He took a seat on the floor and sipped from his water bottle. They began to converse in Chinese.

The door to the practice room closed a bit too hard. The slam startled Laiya as well. She was trying to surprise Minghao but she was literally standing there looking like a deer in headlights.

Jun began to chuckle. “Are you lost? This isn’t the PR department.”

Minghao gave her a twice over look. She looked nice in her business attire. He smiled to himself.

Laiya took a quick breath. Seeing the way Minghao watched made her lose her breath for a moment. “No, I actually was looking for y’all.” She smiled a little. She didn’t know why she just didn’t say Minghao but it seemed too weird to single him out in front of someone else.

Minghao stood to his feet. “You found us. What’s good?”

“I’m hungry. Are y’all hungry?” She spoke quickly. Her hands began to sweat a bit. Why was she nervous? She thought to herself.

Minghao looked over to Jun. “You hungry?”

He nodded.

“Okay. My treat.” She rushed out of the practice room. Her nerves were piling up.

Jun gave Minghao a weird look. “Is she being weird? Or am I imagining it?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Minghao stated plainly.

They both grabbed up their things and followed her out.

Stay tuned.

#fanfic #stories #kpop #kpop idols #soft hours #seventeen #svt #svt woozi #wonwoo #minghao #vernon #jun svt #carats #diamond life #left and right

[tslasvegas]

Episode 3: “UGH just rename Luxor to Loser” - Xavier

Well... that takes care of the Timmy problem... Love Timmy... Just didn’t know how our dynamic would be cus he was runner-up to the last survivor game I played which I won. Hm... Well...

That went well. There's nothing like a live video tribal to get people together. and stephen didn't react too badly. but i know now he won't work with me moving forward

I’m sorry I’m terrible at confessionals... So things are going well, I think we have a decent tribe but it is too soon to tell. I’m not a huge fan of creative challenges, at least from my previous game, I guess we will see how that goes. Most of the guys seem nice, still trying to feel everyone out.`

A 4-2 vote off is interesting. Someone is on the bottom for sure. Also, this next challenge is a creative challenge and when I do these solo I usually do really well. Hopefully I can channel that energy into a win for us here because two tribes are going to tribal. We’ll be down to 17 after this, so I’m not sure if we’d go into a tribe swap yet? Maybe 2 tribes of 8 with one person sitting out? 

Oh hot dang, two tribes are going to tribal next time. Probably going to be us :( now it is time to make alliance chats!

....five seconds later

I suspect that after this double vote out that there will be a tribe swap. I hope I end up with Mo and Jaiden at least.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/17NPxKO_TKgqjNqsaWlbmlL0jgU36Aygi/view?usp=drivesdk

I really like this challenge. I feel confident about it but at the same time nervous that 2 tribes will be going to tribal. I really hope my tribe wins this one since I still don't know how the tribe feels about me. Wish me luck guys!

My tribe is not going to win this immunity challenge. Our nightclub is due just hours away and we have little nothing done. I am going to have to scramble soon.....I did nothing to help my tribe with the challenge, so if it is me that goes, I would understand 

....five seconds later

Honestly, I want to keep Jaiden and Mo around because I feel closer with them than anyone else. I want to keep Kailyn around because she seems to make time for challenges. Everyone else I am okay with going home, Ben hasn't really done anything soooooo maybe him? Oof

If we lose, then it's 2/3rds my fault and 1/3 Stephen. We better not be on the chopping block if we do lose. This is a two person Tribe as of now. Bobby Jon and Stephenie.

...five seconds later

UGH just rename Luxor to Loser

Second we lose Ben finally responded to my pm’s..... hm..... alright....

Y’all rlly won with a PowerPoint SKDJDJSKLALALL

Some of these guys have an excuse for not giving input into the challenge. Some do not. If I go home because some americans could be bothered doing some base level discussion, ill be annoyed. If I go home because a tribe threw a challenge because they thought id be an easy vote, ill be pissed.

All that hard work that went into this challenge really paid off! We scored the best and don’t have to attend tribal!! Which is absolutely exciting! Andrew told me he wanted to work together which is rad. Livingston and I want to work together which is radder. And Joey and i want to work together which is raddest. I haven’t spoken too much with Jeff lately even though we talked quite a bit early on. Pat and I speak occasionally. Stephanie and I didn’t really speak at all until recently but we’ve gotten into a good groove the last few days. I’m feeling pretty good about this game so far. I hope there’s no tribal swap or anything right away.

So when I get my chip total I'm gonna update Keegan. He is currently at a soap making class but I want him to know I am serious about working with him in this game and I think this is a good gesture. - keegan has let me know he has 4 chips and is willing to pool them over to me when we have enough so that we can unlock the store. I let him know I am okay with doing the same thing to him, whichever. But yes this is looking HOT for me. - "what's in the store?" | all i can really assume is advantages. we need 10 chips to unlock it. This is very similar to the Unnamed Season but the betting cap gives us more control. At this point, I don't think anyone can mathematically unlock without pooling chips. Keegan and I just need 1 more chip between us. Let's just hope we aren't separated by a swap or some shit. I am hoping for a bit more time on this amazing tribe to get that set up so I have a good idea of what the store holds.

Some of these guys have an excuse for not giving input into the challenge. Some do not. If I go home because some americans could be bothered doing some base level discussion, ill be annoyed. If I go home because a tribe threw a challenge because they thought id be an easy vote, ill be pissed.

We lost again!?!?!?!?!??! I am so surprised? Nah I'm kidding, but I don't care. I don't blame our team for losing because 3/5 of us were panicking because our president could be a cheetoh. I'm voting Stephen tonight, I hope the others follow suit. It SHOULD be simple, but 9 hours is a long time for Survivor; and if he knows it's him then might run around and create some chaos - which would be funny.

Rachael (love her she’s probably who I’m closest with along with DeNara and Kailyn) is not being subtle about the fact that she either has a pre-existing friendship with Ben or is currently aligned with Ben. Because Ben, from my knowledge has not been social with anyone, nor has he been super active and in our alliance chat with Kailyn, Rachael seems uncomfortable with the fact that Ben is said to be the vote and is saying she would prefer someone else to go. But like c’mon you can’t deny he hasn’t been social, and even if I had a friendship with somebody before a game, if they aren’t active I’m voting them out. Also I lied to my tribe a couple times this round because I’m lazy.

UGH. We LOST the challenge!!! And it wasn't even close *grumbles angrily* But it's okay. I'm gonna have to work my pussy out to this entire tribe to make them keep me around! I feel pretty good about this, I believe the target is leaning towards Ben but we'll have to wait and see. I don't think it's possible rn but I'm hoping for a swap soon so I can feel a little more re-energized in this game because my tribe has been super quiet lately... I think people will try to move the vote around so I'm going to use my current lack of employment as an opportunity to make myself stay alive on this tribe lmao

These guys are being super boring and either Jake is dumber than i thought, or shadier than i gave him credit for. Xavier might be trying to play me but regardless its doubtful ill stay. John seems to have the most chance of winning out of these four as hes not overplaying. Kevin hasnt spoken to me since the colin vote and it pisses me off that I might be going home after being one of two people that worked on the challenge when kevin was taken off the chopping block immediately for playing jeopardy. i hate this tribe.

....five seconds later

Johns out, Jake too by the sound of it. Time for plan B, which never works but might as well try. Fake idol time.

Oof well the uhh, “obvious friend group” has picked their target and it just so happens to be the only person I’ve made an actual alliance with :/ Poor DeNara. I really didn’t want to have to vote her off this early if I didn’t have to and then the worst part is she didn’t even hear it from me. Nobody is even mentioning game right now and Rachael is acting legitimately surprised to me when I came to her saying “okay this is an easier vote than I thought”.. even tho Ben claimed he had already talked to her..?? Idk man I must’ve done something wrong along the way but these people LEGITIMATELY don’t talk to me. My instant reaction is leaning towards being bitter but bitterness doesn’t really get me anywhere :/ I feel kinda.. out of it rn emotionally just because of everything else I have going on so if I seem more reserved tonight at tribal than usual, that’s why. I just hope that I’m not still stuck on that damn mountain rolling my dumbass rock back up only to get knocked back down again. I’m remaining optimistic for the future.. let’s keep winning some challenges mmkay

Okay good news, I shouldn't be leaving. But that being said DeNara, you have goT TO PULL. YOURSELF. TOGETHER. She's packing her bags and from my knowledge she's going to be fine tonight. Hopefully it'll be Ben who's going but DeNara giving up like this isn't helPING. 

....five seconds later

Also I am in two alliances which is cool I guess.

Oops....... and now I'm controlling this vote I think :) It feels good. I don't know what my plan is !! I'm lying to everyone. I basically put myself in a position to be the 4th person in both votes and I love it so much. I keep telling ppl I'm an emotional mess and I think I'll milk that because SOMEONE is going to get betrayed tonight... love that for me. Rachael, Nik, and Ben want to vote out DeNara Mo, Kailyn, and DeNara want to vote out Ben And tbh I would prefer Rachael or Nik!! Since neither of those things are happening I guess it's up to me to decide which way I wanna swing... I hate/love myself for this. I think there are good cases for both people to leave, because I think that getting rid of DeNara strengthens bonds I never had with Rachael and co. while getting rid of Ben just makes me their enemy. Honestly I am starting to lean towards getting rid of DeNara for that sole purpose alone. It'll be messy for sure. Ben provides NOTHING to the game right now and I hate the fact that he announced in his intro that he's just here to backstab people... but villains don't win unless they're sitting next to another villain. He's the goat to me and Rachael right now, but pretty homos like me always win xx I might regret this decision down the road but HOPEFULLY whichever side I take will pay me back in protection down the line. I think I have the charm to smooth shit over w Kailyn and Mo but its up for determination. I think that I have the finesse to beat Rachael in a vote, too, but I don't want to put her back up against the wall just yet..... ;) Anyways... I hope this isn't my last confessional. I wasn't having fun until I found my place. Let's get it on.

It is me or Ben tonight. Guess we will find out who...

[thots4daze]

Right? [Hanamaki Angst] pt.1

henlo everyone~! this is me reposting part 1 of this gem bc i have no fucking idea where the OG posts are located... oops

same goes for part 2 and since im out here reworking and fixing up my masterlist oop i gotta make sure all my shiiit is out there for y’all lovely dudes to enjoy~!

SO HERE WE GO MAKKI x fem!READER ANGST

Word Count: 2,697

You stood there outside in the chilly night air. Pulsing and thumping beats radiating from the other side of the club's metal door. Blowing a strand of hair outta your face in a huff, you pouted and slumped down to sit on the curb, head sitting peacefully in your well manicured hands.

"Can't believe the asshole …" you muttered to yourself in a heated whisper, not thinking about anything other than your boyfriend, Hanamaki, still inside making off-handed comments about other women.

A chuckle erupted from behind you, "Really? You can't believe it coming from him?" You turned your gaze upwards at a slow pace, not really giving a fuck who it was. Though you knew already. Your heated gaze meeting almost drowsy ones as you let out a huff once more. "Mattsun …" you growled out low in your throat, but stopped mid vibration as you realized that he wasn't completely wrong.

He offered you a lit cigarette, which you took gratefully. Not like you smoked all the time, just this one time … it seemed appropriate. Especially seeing as how your wonderful boyfriend wasn't the one trying to comfort you. Instead it was his best friend. How ironic, you thought.

Still you sat there mulling over the night's events, arms still crossed over your knees as your new little black dress was collecting dirty and who knows what else from the concrete curb outside the club.

"Want to talk about it?" Mattsun asked after a few moments had passed between the two of you. The only sounds coming from the atmosphere around you; the beats dropping behind you inside the building, the crunch of loose pebbles and concrete under your heels and Mattsun's dress boots, the inhale and exhale of nicotine from either of you. Traffic slowing down on the other side of the street. It would have been therapeutic, pleasant even, had the circumstances been different.

"He doesn't seem to take the relationship seriously anymore …"

…

It had been a few days since the club incident. Mattsun had just listened to you bitch and complain - rightfully so. Offering another cigarette before you both headed back inside to finish up the night with drinks and dance.

You were slowly getting out of your funk as the days distanced themselves from that fateful night. It must have been because your anniversary was closing in, and you were excited to go out to your favorite restaurant and even surprise Makki with some new lingerie you had recently picked up. A great way to end the night in your opinion. Not to mention, how was he going to resist?

It was the big day, you woke up early to make a good breakfast for him. Knowing he had volleyball practice after classes today. Yeah, it pissed you off that he couldn't skip just this once … but at the same time you understood how important the sport was for him. You had known since you were all back in high school. It was what made him "free" almost. Where a lot of his fondest memories stemmed from. Still… just this once? Couldn’t he skip? Or at least leave early?

When he finally woke up and met you in the kitchen for breakfast you voiced your concern and request. "We have a big match coming up soon, Y/N. You know that." He fixed you with eyes that weren't as playful or as soft as they normally would be.

"Well, ok, what about leaving a little earlier than? That way we can still go to dinner tonight." Makki looked like he was mulling it over as he shoveled eggs and bacon in his mouth. "Yeah, I guess I can try to get off a little earlier." Bringing his plate to the sink he turned kissed the top of your head and began his routine to head out for classes.

He missed the small frown that made it's way to your face as you thought about how he didn't once wish you a happy anniversary.

…

Classes couldn't end quick enough in your opinion. Throughout the day you normally would meet up and catch glances of Makki. Today was no different. Even though you spotted him from down the hallway as you turned out of your Physics lab, hand raised in a wave, he seemed to only spare you a glance as he continued on with his conversation with the small group that gathered around him. Filled with both male and female classmates.

"Taka!" You smiled as you looked up into your boyfriend's face. He gave you a wide smile, pulling you into his side, "Still dating Y/N, huh?" Someone in the group joked with a laugh. Even though you knew it was a joke, it still hurt. Especially since you didn't know this asshole. You were gonna speak up but Makki beat you to it.

"I know, it's like I can't shake her, no matter what I do." He joked back. You puffed your cheeks at his reply and tried pushing yourself away from him. Makki turned to look at you when you succeeded, "Babe?"

"No, no. Have fun here, see you later, Hanamaki." He stood there shocked, slack jaw. You only ever called him by his surname when you were extremely pissed. But he didn't chase after you. He knew you. After a little cool down you would be back. Right? Yeah. You always did and he was always there to hold you and rock you in a tight embrace. He just knew it. It was just something you guys did. It was ingrained in your relationship with one another. Ever since high school. He smiled smally to himself and continued on his conversation with the group around him as you continued to storm away and back to classes.

…

It was finally time to relax. Well, relax as much as possible before having to get ready for the evening. You're sour mood from earlier dissipated soon after the incident. He was only joking. Makki was always like that. Always had been. Right? He didn’t mean what he said. It was all a joke. Yeah, exactly.

Looking at the clock next to the bed you figured you had a good two hours before Makki would be coming home and getting ready before you would head out for dinner. So, taking it upon yourself you set out to get cleaned and dressed and just wait around watching TV.

Grinning to yourself, you put on an upbeat playlist and showered. Stepping out, still dancing around in a towel to the music, you decided to wear the lingerie under your dress for the evening. A little black and white lace number. It was simple and classic. Can't go wrong with the classics.

Once you finished dressing and fixing your hair and makeup you were all ready to go. Only thing left to do was wait for Makki and get your heels on. Checking the time you still had a few minutes before he would be heading home. You texted him a little reminder that you were home and ready to head out when he was. There was no reply. To be fair you really weren't expecting one. He was still in practice after all.

But when another forty-five minutes passed and there was still no reply from him or any indication that he had even read the text, you were being to get frustrated. You texted him again, this time a more angered tone in the words you used. And the waiting game began again when you had just decided to call him. It rang and rang… no sign of it ever being picked up.

Letting out a frustrated growl you stormed your way to the kitchen and pulled out a cold beer from the fridge, before popping the top however, you decided against it, placing it back in the cold box and opting instead for the whiskey. Pouring yourself a generous amount and downing it quickly before repeating step one.

This pattern continued until you passed out on the couch, phone nowhere near you, whiskey glass dangling precariously in your slack grip. It wasn't until the clicking of the door closing and the stumbling mess that is Makki made themselves present that you sat up quickly. Makeup still in place, hair a little distorted. Though your appearance was a masterpiece compared to what he looked like as he stood there hunched over in the doorway, trying so desperately to remove his shoes.

"Where the fuck have you been?" You tried to sound threatening, though sleep still laced your voice and it came out more groggy and gravely than you wanted it too. Standing up, you placed the empty glass on the coffee table before crossing your arms as you stared at him, waiting on an answer.

"I went out with my girlfriends, Mattsun and Oikawa," he joked with a wide grin set on his features. Needless to say it wasn't funny to you. "Taka! We were supposed to go out tonight…" you whined, annoyance clearly laced in your body language and voice.

He snorted and almost waved you off. Almost. "Why? What's so different about tonight than other Fridays? You knew I had practice, and me and the guys usually go out for drinks after. You know... you know that." He ended up hiccupping at the end of his explanation.

Rubbing your temples with your fingers, you took a deep shaky breath, "I can't believe this…" you muttered so quietly under your breath that Makki snapped at you to speak up, "I said I can't believe this!"

"Can't believe what?" Confusion etched on to his features.

"Taka, it's our anniversary today. We were going to go out to dinner. Just you and me. Not the gang, not our families. You and me." The realization dawned on him as you continued to ramble on about being disappointed in him for skipping out on your important date.

"Babe. Y/N, I'm so sorry. I lost track of time and completely forgot about the date… Let me make it up to you," he stepped closer, pulling you into him. Pressing his chest against yours, hands traveling from your back to your ass before giving it a firm squeeze.

"You're not taking this seriously!" You pushed away from him, both of you in a more than tipsy state. Swaying in spot.

Makki's eyes hardened a little, "If I'm not mistaken, that's what you love most about me. The fact that I'm funny and crack jokes." Another groan escaped your painted lips and he couldn't stop his gaze from quickly glancing at them.

"Yes, I do. I love how funny you are and that you can just let go. But not when it comes to our relationship, Taka. Have you even thought about the shit you've been pulling lately?" In an instant his gaze was back on yours.

"Like what?"

"Oh, I don't know. How about just last weekend at the club when you were talking about how hot the other women there were in their tight dresses."

"Can't I appreciate other women?"

"Not when you're boasting about how good their clothes would look on our bedroom floor!" Tears were brimming in your eyes, you could catch that much, thinking back to that horrible night.

"Or, or, what about just earlier today in the hallway between class? Hm?" They were now flowing freely down your cheeks, taking your makeup with them. But you didn’t care. He needed to know, and you needed to rant and rage. "Telling your friends that you didn't know why I was still around? That you just can't shake me?"

"Y/N you know that that was a joke-"

"But how many times do I have to hear it, or even do you have to pull that same joke? Are you really not happy with me? Our relationship? Like, I can't really tell when you're joking and when you're not. It's driving me crazy. I don't know what to do."

"You want me to change, is that it?" You shook your head, "You're not listening to me. I don't want you to change, I just want you take us more seriously."

Makki was quiet as he stared at you. Or rather, it felt as if he were staring through you. It didn't make you feel any better, but you deemed that it was needed. Maybe not in the way you wanted to let him know your troubles and awful thoughts but it was still something.

Thinking back to that night when Mattsun had listened to you, giving you advice, even he admitted that his best friend was an idiot and a total asshole. "It'll be difficult, but if it's how you truly feel, he needs to know. It's not ever gonna get better if you don’t talk about it. Whether it fixes anything will be up to you guys…"

He was right, in the end. Makki stood there, still staring. You figured he was just processing all the information. Taking it to heart, trying to figure out his next words. Making a mental note to fix something about his attitude towards the situation; now and for the future.

But that seemed to be too much to hope for.

"Bold of you to assume that I haven't been serious. Can't you tell?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? See! This is what I mean… I can't believe you…" throwing your hands up in defeat you storm past him to your shared bedroom, making sure to grab your purse, phone and a charger before heading back out to the front room, where he still stood there.

Rolling your eyes you pushed past him to the front door, slipping on your heels, not having bothered to change out of your dress, and were about to reach for the door when he caught your delicate wrist in his large, warm hands.

"Y/N…" he whispered, "I'm sorry OK. I fucked up. It was just a joke. You know how I am." Looking up into his eyes you felt the tears prickle in your eyes again. He looked so sad and defeated. Broken even. You shook your head and yanked your arm out of his grasp, "That's just it Taka, I do know you. And you can't change the way you feel and how you handle situations. I love you."

And with that, you pulled the door open before closing it behind you, pulling out your phone to call and get a ride. There was no way that you were going to be staying here tonight. Before you could call anyone though, there was a short honk in your direction. Looking up you noticed the same pair of droopy, drowsy eyes looking you up and down.

"Hey, Y/N. Looking good."

"Issei…" you muttered with a small smile, "Wanna hang out?"

He stared back at you, glancing up at your apartment window, where the lights were still on. You didn't even dare to glance backwards, knowing that you would find another pair of eyes staring at you. "Uh, sure… everything OK?"

Shaking your head slightly, you gave him a sad, small smile, "I don't know…"

…

Makki stood there, jaw slacked as he watched the door. Still closed, still unmoving. The same door you just walked out of. It was similar to every other time though, he told himself. Every time he took a joke too far and you didn't understand his true humorous genius, you would get mad and go out with some girlfriends, or lock yourself in the bedroom and he would have to fend for himself.

Yeah. This was just like every other time that this same situation played out. You leaving, blowing off steam, and then coming home to him. For him to hold you and rock you back and forth. Offering kisses and hugs that only seemed to spur on your love for one another. Typically leading up to fantastic make up sex.

A drunken smile spread itself across his features as he thought about it. How he couldn't wait. You would be back, you always came back.

Right?

#z is here #z reposts #makki angst #hanamaki takahiro #hq makki #angst

[thedragonsden]

Broken Glass - Chapter 2

     No matter how old Emilia seemed to be, the death of her parents remained, haunting her memory. She had been lucky enough that day to have Uncle Pietro there to send her stateside, but it hadn’t been easy. The address her uncle had given her all those years ago was to a nunnery, they knew her family well. After decades of dedication to the catholic church, they had offered to build her parents a safe house if ever they needed to flee somewhere without question. When Emilia had landed that day, seventeen years prior, she had to find the nunnery and prove who she was before they took her to the house. No one knew how to find it except her father, the Abbot, and now Emilia, being that was where she resided from then on. She’d lived a modest life, help of what money her father had cultivated before their intended escape. When she was old enough, she made sure to work hard as she was able, to ensure that she lived comfortably and didn’t run out of her father’s savings.      Emilia was resting her head against the wall and had closed her eyes. She was trying to erase the pain she felt from her dream, hot baths always seemed to help. When she felt pruned and relaxed enough to get out, she checked the time. There was about forty-five minutes before she had to be at school. Emilia finished her hair and decided as she was grabbing her briefcase, that it would be better to pick something up when she got to school, no sense in making a breakfast she wasn’t feeling up to eating. It was a brisk autumn morning, as she descended the steps to her house, a few fallen leaves crinkled beneath her feet. She lived in a pleasant neighborhood, the houses around her already filled with Halloween décor. Turning down the street, she began to walk towards the subway station, her house seemed to be perfectly aligned with all major means of transportation, she never needed to travel far to get where she was going.       When she had gotten off the subway, she was about a block from the university she attended. She looked down at her watch again, twenty minutes. She made this trek every day, always punctual Emilia was, at least until someone had bumped into her. While checking her watch Emilia had felt something run into her, they knocked her briefcase from her grasp, and both collapsed.       “I’m so sorry!” a soft voice cried. 

     “No, it’s my fault, I was checking the time rather than looking ahead.” Emilia comforted. When she looked up, she noticed a face she recognized.       “Oh Emilia, I’m glad it’s only you,” it was Maria, a girl that was in her debate club freshman year, they hadn’t seen one another since. “I’m very sorry, but I’m late for my next class. Sorry, again.” In a blink, Maria was gone.       Emilia stood up, dusted off, then checked her watch, ten minutes. Panic overwhelmed her, today would not be the first day that she was late. She’d broken into a run and hurried across campus to the theatre building. Thankfully she reached the double doors in time.       As the day went on, Emilia couldn’t help but think about her encounter with Maria that morning. They hadn’t seen each other since that first year in debate club, even then, the two weren’t exactly close. Their professor had assigned them as partners once, but they hadn’t become friends over it. Emilia would see Maria around campus, but she had her own friends and they weren’t the kind of people Emilia normally associated with. Emilia hadn’t found any interest in debate after that year, so she hadn’t gone back, and do to that fact, she and Maria had thereafter not interacted. It had caught her by surprise that she’d remembered her name.       At the end of the day Emilia made her way to the black box theatre for rehearsal, they were about a week away from their first show, hell week as it was often referred to. There was a lot more to do this week than just running lines. Staging every scene, making sure there were back-ups of props present if there was a malfunction, the stage hands were just as busy as the rest of the cast, if not a bit more so, because they were the ones running sets on and off stage. The bustling life of a young thespian kept Emilia on her toes, it was one of the few things in her life that made her feel close to her parents. Her mother had been well known in the West End, her death had been played off to the public as an accident, ‘caught in the crossfire while on vacation with her family’. Emilia always found that to not bring justice to her legacy, she was murdered in cold blood. But she’d been forced to come to terms with that.       They were performing Phantom of the Opera, it had been Evangeline’s first major role, and Emilia felt a wave of honour when she’d been cast as Christine. She’d asked their professor to leave two seats in the front row to honour them on opening night. But that was all anyone knew about her, that she was the daughter of a renowned thespian in West End, and her father was some unknown ‘business man’. Her peers respected her for her mother’s sake, and that she was rather talented herself, but Emilia was almost always alone. None of her cast mates knew her outside those double doors.       The Friday before opening night, the other members of the cast had decided to go out for drinks, insisting Emilia join them. After a failed attempt to decline, they’d all found themselves at a bar close to the university. They’d found a table for the six of them near the billiard tables, as the guys went to grab a round, Emilia sat with some of the girls who seemed far better acquainted.       “So, Emilia, I’m surprised that you finally came tonight! We’ve been trying to get you to join us for months.” The curly blonde said.       “I was explaining to Jessica how you always seemed so swamped in work, that we could never convince you,” the brunette chimed in. 

     Emilia blushed, “You’re not wrong that I have a lot of work to do Jessica.”

    Jessica had one of her curls between her fingers and smirked, “Work load or not, we really enjoy performing with you. We may not be a family, but I think we should be able to get to know our leading lady.”      Emilia paused and looked between them, “You both feel the same?”      The brunette smiled, “Hell yeah! You’ve really got your mother’s gift, I’d always looked up to her as a child. When you joined our program, all I thought about was getting to know you.”      When the boys returned with a round of beers, the tallest of them spoke first, “What were you gals talking about while we were gone? Anything interesting?”      Jessica shook her head, “Natalie and I were just telling Emilia how nice it was that she could finally join us.”       Emilia cupped up one of the beers and took a sip without making any eye contact.      “Is that so?” the guys smiled at her.          “It is really nice to have you finally with us Emilia.”      She smiled at him, Ryan being the only one she sort of knew, was playing opposite her as the Phantom, and with him were Eric playing Raoul, and Sebastien who was playing Piangi.       “I’m glad to have the time to do so, I’m sorry I haven’t really gotten to know you all. Seeing as we’ve been acting together for near of five years.” Emilia took another sip of her beer.       “Nonsense,” Natalie piped up, spilling her beer in Eric’s lap in her excitement. “oops.”      “Dammit! Every time.” Eric swore and got up from his seat in a huff. 

     Natalie started to giggle.

      What’s so funny?” Jessica raised her brow.      “I just like the idea of him with wet pants, can’t hide the goods.” Natalie licked her lips as she watched him stomp to the bathroom. 

     “C’mon Nat! We’re in public.” Sebastien groaned. 

     Emilia giggled, because Natalie had stuck her tongue out at him in rebuttal.

    “You’re laugh is pretty cute Millie,” Ryan winked.      “Millie?” Both Emilia and Jessica questioned.       Ryan blushed, “W-well seeing as we’re friends now, I just thought-”       “No one has ever called me that before, most people…” She paused, “People usually call me Eve, Emilia Violet.”      They shared glances between one another, then Ryan raised his glass, “Well, then cheers to Emilia Violet! You’re one of us now Eve!”      Their glasses clinked and they all took a swig. Emilia was happy to be around her peers for once, normally she’d just be at home reading a book or running lines. She felt safe.       Safe, something about that word became a poison, she felt her stomach turn. Eric had returned to the table, but time around her had stopped. She’d heard a sound nearby that was like a wail of discomfort in her ears. The others hadn’t seemed to notice because they continued to laugh among themselves. Natalie was groping the side of Eric’s pants when he settled beside her. Emilia scanned the room for the disturbance she’d heard, and that’s when she saw her.       Maria was sitting at the bar, with a drunk trying to hang on her arm. Emilia’s nose scrunched up and her nostrils flared, her body temperature rising with anger. Excusing herself, Emilia sauntered up to the bar beside Maria.       “Hey! There you are, we were wondering when you were going to join us.” Emilia had put a hand on Maria’s shoulder which caused her to jump. When she met Emilia’s gaze, tears and a sigh of relief were unmistakable.       “Emilia,” Maria said breathlessly, “I couldn’t find your table, so I waited here. I’m glad you found me.”      Emilia knew she wasn’t pretending, the drunkard still seemed to have a hand on her thigh.       “Hey buddy,” Emilia hissed, “why don’t you let go of my friend here and piss off?”      The man licked his lips, tightening his grip on Maria’s leg, making her wince.       “Y’all are friends huh?” He slurred, “You’re both rather pretty, how about you both come with me? Have a good ending to this shit night.”       Emilia gave Maria’s hand a comforting squeeze and switched sides to stand in front of him.       “I don’t think so, my friend has already asked you to let go of her, I suggest you do so before we have a real problem here.” The look in Emilia’s eyes would’ve made anyone run. Her stance was bold, head held high, not a sign of fear.       She bore into his eyes and reached for his arm, “I will say this, once. Let. Go.”      The man smirked, “You have quite a grip baby, why don’t you put it somewhere that can bring some joy-”      It happened so fast, he’d let go of Maria and reached for Emilia’s arm, in the moment he was off guard she swung her other arm around and punched him in the nose. Trying to stop the blood, the drunk went to grab his nose and that’s when Emilia shoved her boot into his groin. There was a loud smacking sound and he fell to his knees. Emilia had grabbed him by the hair and smashed his face into the side of the bar before he fell over, unconscious.       The bar had fallen silent, Emilia had spit on him and swore in Italian.       “Next time you try to put hands on a lady and she’s already told you no, I hope your cock falls off.” Turning around to face Maria, Emilia escorted her to the table with the others.      “T-thank you.” Maria whispered.        Emilia nodded.       “Holy shit!” Ryan and Jessica declared in unison.       “Eve! Are you alright, you’re hand is bleeding,” Sebastien frowned at the sight of her.       “I’m fine. Everyone, this is Maria an old friend of mine.” She smiled at Maria who introduced herself.       “Hello.”      “Nice to meet you,” Jessica said, nudging Eric to bring over another chair. “Eve that was badass! The way you kicked the shit out of him, woah.”      Emilia snatched up her beer and took a gulp, “I just don’t like men who don’t understand the meaning of no.”      “Emilia, I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t spotted me. The bar tender had run to the back and no one else seemed to notice.” Maria wiped tears from her eyes.       Just then the bartender approached them, “Some of the patrons said there was a problem?”      Ryan stood up and pointed to the drunk still on the floor, “That asshat was trying to grope our friend. Emilia here was only doing right by her and showing him that that isn’t how you treat a lady.”     Emilia waved for Ryan to take a seat, “Sir, if trying to grope a woman at the bar repeatedly after she’s said no is a crime, then by all means call the police. Just know, that by doing so you’re granting him and others like him the freedom to repeat that behaviour.”      Everyone watched in silence, they had never seen such aggression from Emilia before. Perhaps once in a more dramatic role on stage, but never had she said or done more than what was asked of her. It was like meeting an entirely different person. Jessica and Natalie’s eyes were twinkling in admiration, as were Maria’s.       The bartender let out a sigh, “I was actually trying to cut that guy off about an hour ago. Now that he’s out cold and I have your statement, I can have him escorted out.”      He nodded to Maria, “Are you alright miss?”      Maria nodded, “Only because I have such great friends.”      “So it would seem,” he paused before nodding his head towards the bar. “You guys can have a round on me for the trouble. Anything you’d like.” He smiled at Emilia, “Sorry again.”      Shaking her head, Emilia smiled, “I’m just glad everyone is alright.”      When the round of drinks was dropped off everyone raised their glasses.      “You are just one powerful mystery, aren’t you?” Jessica chuckled.      “Here’s to our elegant and powerful leading lady!” Eric said.      “Eve! Eve! Eve!” they chanted.      A tear rolled down her face, Emilia hadn’t felt this loved in a long time.      “I’m staying by your side from now on.” Maria giggled. 

#thepunisher #billyrusso #frankcastle #brokenglass #punisheroc

[bionicdragonguardian1]

Ranma 2/4

Part 3; Final: chapter 26-38

After this it’s on to good and proper timeline deliberation

These two are honest-to-God morons and I want to punch them in the face

*sigh* Ranma…

Y’know I almost had hope that this differed in the manga

Guess not

I DO NOT approve of alienation

However, getting emotional character development out of Ranma is like pulling teeth

So alienate away

Emotional Oof

THANK YOU!

*chuckles* Ryoga, you’re great

BREATHE

He’s dying don’t kill him early

FINALLY!

Ooo

didn’t see that coming

*tightly* I’m fine

okay, Ranma, you know what to do

*heaves giant ass sigh* RANMA!

*screams*

Look I know no chill, kay, shut up

RIP my shipping heart

*sighs* FUCK!

Not gonna lie, I’m Ranma

Careful, Akane might kill you

And with the way Hinako’s acting she deserves it

I’m actually with Nabiki on this one

I love how Ranma is rolling with this

Ooo that’s gonna sting

Those 3 are terrifying, honestly

Hinako, your timing is awful

STOP USING RANMA AS YOUR LANDING PAD SHAMPOO!

Ranma blubbering hurts WAY more than I thought it would

Ranma, you’re digging your own grave here

Someone call me when he learns his lesson FINALLY

*cringes* Yikes, tbh I can’t tell if she’s playing him

Ranma you shit

WHY

Why is it always Kuno?!

Oof this gonna hurt w Kuno’s understanding of Ranma’s curse

Expect all Ranma and Kuno- especially Ranko- interactions to hurt really bad

Ukyo, you’re an idiot

You too Ryoga

Honestly

Alright, that’s funny

Ukyo, you’re lucky they’re dumb

Oh God, you two are SO wrong, but I love it

Aaand what does that say about you two Akane?

Ooo I could make this really mean

It’s SO tempting

Well, that went nowhere

Poor Ranma

So many trans vibes, honestly

*screams* HOW? Who? WHY?!

Wha-wha-what?!?!

Ouch, that’s gonna sting SO bad

heheh

Ouch, that hurt surprisingly more than I thought it would

Further proof that Genma SUCKS

Just this once, gimme soft

PLEASE

Close enough…

Okay, this fight was AWESOME!!

*sigh* Why am I even surprised by Genma’s reasoning anymore?

If Ranma cries, Imma cry

Excuse me while I go scream

I literally don’t even know what to do with this

Chuck it in the fuck it bucket and move on, I guess

okay, the end was funny though

Soun, is that bird didn’t look out of it’s gourd I’d believe you

*Chucks whole birdhouse* “fair”

A+ pic of Ranma

In his defense, he can argue something else, they just won’t listen cuz Shampoo won’t go with the truth

Alright, so Shampoo is smart, but with Ranma she’s an idiot

Wouldn’t the smart idea be to send Ranma AND Akane in with all 4 objects at the start?

Ok, Shampoo Sleep-Fighting is funny

Ranma is so underwhelmed that he’s just not even caring anymore

How Kasumi the scariest one to be possessed

Alright, anything with Nabiki on the cover worries me

Holy Shit he played Nabiki

I’d be impressed if I wasn’t annoyed to hell

Let’s all be glad right now that Genma never mastered this

Where do you think he would’ve sent it?

My inclination’s the Tendos

If nothing else I’m impressed by Nabiki

Now play this man like a kazoo PLEASE

When Ranma lectures you on how you’re acting like kids, you done fucked up

I’m with Ranma

Are you sure Akane?

Cuz I’m not

Heheheheh

Thems the breaks Ranma

You deserve it

Holy Shit Ryoga, nice

Now, I understand that Pigs are your life, but you might be dead

And honestly, I don’t blame him

Okay, that one’s gonna hurt

No matter how you slice it

Morality, Ranma, I know you have it

I hate this

Ok, that was uncalled for

Ranma he’s gonna kill you

Also WTF are you thinking?!?

Oof

Wait… what?

I’m officially concerned

Ok, I actually kinda like this interlude

Akane… seriously, trust is a thing you need to learn

One would think she’d learn…

Okay, that is actually creepy

I would too Ranma, I would too

Jesus fucking Christ, you suck Happosai

LetRanmaMeetHisMomCOVID19!

Gemma you shit

Happosai, go fuck yourself

Nevermind, don’t let him meet her, this is ridiculous

“Where’s the fridge?” “Akane wanted it”

I shouldn’t’ve laughed as hard as I did

*sigh* I just want Ranma to have ONE normal parental figure in his life, is that too much to ask?!

I already hate this idea

He comes back Imma scream

Since when?

On what planet does penpal = boyfriend/girlfriend?

Ryoga, PICK ONE!

I’m getting annoyed with you Ryoga, which sucks cuz you’re one of my faves

Ryoga, how are you this gullible?

You deserved that Ranma

I would wish the fate of being Kuno’s wife on no one

Ever

Congrats Ukyo you’ve actually made me freak out

I don’t appreciate it

At all

*shudders*

Oh this is SO weird

Of y’all keep making comments like this WHY do you keep trying?!

Nevermind it’s Hiroshi and Daisuke, they’re in the know

I’m going to say it again

AKANE LEARNS TO SWIM LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!

This is why you don’t buy cheap food people

I can’t lie, I’ve been waiting for Akane to get possessed

That moment when the ghost is honestly being a bit too sensitive

Actually, he didn’t, so shut up

I could make the Hawaiian thing so Explicit

But I won’t, cuz y’know consequences and stuff

I’m not going to ask how Ashura drowned at Josenkyo

Taro, quit being a dick, you turn into a Minatour-like thing

God he’s dumb

When Crazy and Crazy wanna duke it out, Ranma’s got the right idea

Excuse me, what?!

Ooo, now you’ve made Akane mad, run

Wtf is wrong with you, Kodachi, he’s literally unconscious!

I think that was almost character development?

I can’t tell

Ranma should not look that good in a suit

Whoa, she actually like… said it

Damn

Everyone’s got 4 sec to start treating Ranma like a person

Oof, right in his pride

Akane, I need you to stop being cute for 3 sec so I can focus

Yeah, I ain’t making it dormant

Ranma, I can’t tell if this is sexism or jealousy, either way it looks ugly on you

“At least he’s scaring the cats” harsh Kasumi

Okay, so I’m 90% sure it’s just jealousy, which better but still ugh

Ranma, you can be kickass when Akane is too

Ya goddamn moron

I’m going to beat that into him

There will probs be some angst about that

Not gonna lie

Look I’m good at it

Sorry

Ranma, if you want to get MURDERED that’s the way to do it

Smooth one, idiot

Called out

You better do this right or I swear, I’ll kill you myself, Ranma

I believe that is a fail

Of epic proportions, congrats

You NEED to learn to keep your mouth shut Soun

Awww

But he’s not lying!

Ranma, just run, she’s actually pissed this time

FUCKING RUN!

Alright, Akane, NO

You’re playing into the patriarchy

Oh, right… 80’s...

I’m changing that!!

Oh My God PLEASE tell me Ranma gets deaged!! Please!

Ranma’s got more patience for assholes than I do

Jesus

Hah

He deserved that

Part of me wants to see Kasumi actually get pissed off

YES!!

I LOVE degaging plots!

Ranma, I want you to math that one out, just a little

YES!

I am LIVING for this!

There is so much wrong with that sentence Kodachi

Ok, that was a little too cruel Akane

Someone either get Mousse recognized as Legally Blind

Or someone get him glasses that work!

Either one, but PLEASE

I just got a “draw me like one of your french girls” joke from a horse

Even though the widespread joke is LITERALLY at least 30 years later than this image

OOF

Ice Cold

We’re running out of chapters for her to find out

She better have a canon way of doing it otherwise I’m gonna be really mean with it…

Bean… Gun… Plant…

Eh Seen weirder

Aww Valentine’s Day chapter!

Yes!

Poor Ranma

These two are blind to each other

Heheh

Aww

I love these dorks

Heheh oops, busted

I still just find the principal an honest annoyance

Wait… when did Ranma start wearing a school uniform?

Congrats Miss Hinako!

I just now realized that I’m going to have write someone who is ok with having a female chest

Gag me with a spoon

Bleh

I’m bad at that

I really do want to give Ranma clothes that do actually fit his female form

Ranma needs to look at the terms and conditions of good curse

Cuz this is getting creative

Uh oh

Ranma you have a brain, please use it

Hehe, she’s doing her body laundry

Oh shit

THANK YOU SOUN!

Fucking Happosai

Why are you the actual worst!

Oh shit

Goddammit Nodoka

That one was ALL on you

I expected this from Nabiki, but wtf Nodoka?!

Happosai you twisted fuck

Heheheh alright that’s funny

If nothing else Shampoo is sneaky

WHY is that the only way to undo it?!

Poor Akane she is so lost

Aw, poor Ryoga

Definitely not, Akane, but thank you for posing that question

Thank you for calling him out on his ego

This would be hilarious to see this before anyone had any bit of a clue about Ranma’s two forms

Also, Ranma, you need to keep her safe from the Kunos 

 *sigh* Akane, you’re wrong 

 Ooo, not good 

 And that is what no self control looks like folks 

 What is with that ending? 

 And this is what manipulation look like folks 

Also, y’know, robbing someone blind 

 I’m assuming this is Konatsu and I love them already 

 I’m using they/them cuz I’m unsure of what pronouns to use 

 Y’know I thought the Cinderella thing was a joke, turns out I was wrong 

 I do not understand Konatsu’s thought process w Ukyo at all 

 Also, can you not knock them out? 

 I am forgetting the name of that one Hero from Supergirl but if my understanding Konatsu is correct I’m DEFINITELY going to do that

Yeah, that’s NOT how that’s gonna go over 

 Okay, can we all agree that the trick Kuno used on Ranma is HORRIBLE, right? 

 Wholeass mood for Ranma 

 Like you two need to shut up 

 I just want Ranma to wear a sun shirt and trunks to the beach ONCE 

Ryoga… how are you so lost that you came up through the ground? 

Ranma, how are you both a dick and a good friend at the same time? 

 Just tell me How on Earth did Akari justify the hot water for Ryoga with revealing that he’s Pchan 

 I’d like to think that’d be something they wouldn’t skip over 

 No questions, just punches a grave 

 Why does that grave hit back? 

 Honestly Nodoka almost finding is stressing me out 

 I could be SO angsty with the Neko-ken Fear thing 

 Someone tell me not to I’m that much of an asshole 

So glad that she’s apparently gonna learn bc I would’ve been SO mean 

God, Genma you actually suck 

 Oh, thank God she’s not too smart 

 The fact that he’s 300% ready to die is actually depressing 

 That was actually quite touching

If we ignore the way Ranma phrasing that is just plain wrong

Uhm… what?

 C-can she do that?

I hope not

God, you two are so dumb!

Is her definition of “manly” emotionless?!

Bitch, have a heart!

Oh God make them ALL leave! ALL OF THEM!

You feel? You said “you’re leaving”

 Ranma, the fact that you didn’t put that together I can’t help you Like my dad says “I can’t fix stupid”

The fact that he feels the need to run screaming from his own house…

Nabiki, WHY

I’m convinced at this point that there is something Nabiki HATES about Ranma and that’s why she’s making his life a living hell

Cuz you do realize at least ⅓ of his problems are because she told someone something that was private

I can’t tell if that’s an insult or a backhanded comment

Either way, RUDE

I can’t tell, is that Konatsu or is that Tsubasa?

Must go back and check cuz Akane’s comment about “trasvestite and a homosexual” confused me since Ranma mentioned being “the first male kunoichi”But then who HAS TO BE Tsubasa says they’re a straight guy

*sigh*

 Yep, nope, that’s Konatsu

My understanding was that Konatsu was like actually trans in canon

Apparently I mixed that up

I’m making it canon

 MtF Konatsu

 Bisexual Konatsu

One of these days someone is going to teach people to cook before assuming they know what they’re doing

 Seriously It’s not that hard

Did they seriously just try to marry an unconscious Akane to Ranma?!

What The Fuck?!

Aww, she’s cute

Ryoga has a bad sense of direction, but he’s never missed before…

Okay, that’s a little strange

Why is she hatching?

Poor Mousse

Lol, that was so sweet until Ranma was dumb

It’s still sweet, who am I kidding

“Do I look like I wear Totoro underwear” oh that’s GOLDEN

Le shit

 Firstly, Genma is still and idiot

Second, how is he already in Moscow?!

Third, why do I find this hilarious

Oh fuck

YES Kick her ass Akane!

I’m confused

Ok, was heralding back to the first chapter intentional?

Why does he have the staff in the bath?

Ok, I THINK I know what’s happening here…

Oof Can you two leave?

Ok, I was DEAD wrong

Wait…

If she…

If the DROWNED AKANE Imma commit murder

Damn, if you wanna piss off Ranma that’s how you do it

I don’t know why anyone would think pissing him off is smart

Oh, thank God, she’s okay

What is with this kid?

Why is he such a pain in the ASS?!

So I know she’s not dead

Unless SEVERAL DOZEN Fanfics have lied to me

Which is entirely possible since they were all listed as AUs

Uhm… Ranma… you okay?

Good, get him out cuz he’s clearly in shock

 This hurts

Okay, hate to be the one who complains that Akane’s not dead, but that doesn’t track

At all

Can I rescience this?

Please?

Am I going to be an ass about it, probably, but it’s me no one should be surprised by that in any way

“Honored and crazy guest” I mean, accurate

Alright, Shampoo you’ve got exactly 1 chance

Then I’ll maybe apologize for calling you names constantly

Oh I am gonna be such an asshole in this scene

Also extend it some

Oh, God I could be such a dick

I’ll restrain

I’ll just write one-shots instead

Mousse do the right thing

You have a Moral Compass I know that!

“Anytime THIS YEAR!” Damn the witty quips

Yeah, but you won morally

That’s what’s important

Why the Scooby-Doo line?

Go Ranma!

Ok, so that comment about Ranma basically fighting a God is NOT an overstatement

Noted

Congrats Ranma you made me Google a word

Turns out it is a word that had its height of use in the 80s

Neat

Explains why I had no clue what it meant

Someone shoot those damn chicken brains OUT OF THE SKY!

 “Only rocks”, rocks Ryoga just confirmed are 3 Tons

*sigh* I’m gonna have to physics the shit out of that

Joy

I cannot tell you the amount my heart dropped when I saw a full color double spread

Jesus Christ

DAMN

You’re gonna make me cry, dammit

Aww

YAY!

Heheh poor Ranma

Chill, hun, you’re good

Aww he’s tiny!

WHAT IS WITH YOU 2?!

STOP trying to marry your kids while they’re unconscious!

I’m not crying you are!

*tightly* I’m fine

Kodachi LET IT GO

 Literally everyone else too! I hate you all

Just so it’s on the record I’m pissed

Ok, so “back to the start” is definitely an oversimplification because Akane knows Ranma loves her Ranma knows she knows

Akane! Your turn!

Ooo, IDEA!

#ranma ½ #ranma 1/2 #ranma #ranma saotome #akane tendo #kasumi tendo #nabiki tendo #genma saotome #nodoka saotome #soun tendo #happosai #80s manga #90s anime #COVID19 binge watch #COVID19 binge plotting #full series au #shampoo #mousse #ryoga #ryoga hibiki

[malithrvt]

hi !!!! this is late like really late but like what they said, better late than never ig ??? wew anyways, i’m meg and this is my daughter mali, she’s basically an old muse of mine kdfnkr but i did a lot of tweaking but yeah i hope y’all would really love her as much as i do kdjfkrf. so a little bit of some basic stuff about her is she's very passionate about dancing to the point that she’d rather be kicked out at her own place and turn bitter than actually take over her family’s business cause na-uh that ain’t her type of thing.  a no go, i’m telling you. another thing is, this girl can be scary blunt like she doesn’t even care anymore lol i mean she did end up fighting against one with the customer like oop- and so yes, below, we’ll go more deeper into her character and background. let’s just hope that i don’t end up writing something very long skjgkjrjkrter also give this a like and i’ll send you a message or two or just hmu if you guys want to plot!!<3

♡  ◟ °  ›   lalisa manoban, cisfemale, she/her, twenty-two   ⋯   ❛   thank you for applying to HEAVEN’S GATE, MALI THEERAVIT ! before we start this job interview, i would just like to go over a few questions. you said your best attribute was PASSIONATE, right ? well, word around town is that some people find you to be a bit more BLUNT … but, nevermind that. i’m actually more curious about whether you were actually caught in a BRAWL WITH A CUSTOMER last year ? oh, you were ? that’s unfortunate. on the bright side, i heard that you excel at MODELING …. so that’s cool ! now, one more question … your last manager said that you were KICKED OUT BY YOUR PARENTS BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T WANT TO TAKE OVER THE FAMILY BUSINESS, is that true ? — haha , just kidding ! they didn’t say that, i just read that about you online . anyway , you got the job ! ❜ 】 

mali was born in Phuket, Thailand but later on move to california at the age of two due to her family’s business. She belongs to a well off family but regardless, her parents taught her the value of humility. due to how busy her parents are, mali basically grew up loving her caretaker more than her own parents. they would always dance around, play tea parties with her dolls and a lot more but her favorite would definitely be when her caretaker would bring her to sleep by reading her a book or singing her lullabies to sleep.

as she continually grew, mali and her caretaker’s mother and daughter relationship grew as well. she was the most comfortable around them and would tell everything to them and somehow, she grew a little spoiled. when her parents sometimes scold her, her caretaker would make sure to comfort her with a cup of hot chocolate (her personal favorite) since it was the best thing she could do for mali. 

just when things had been going smoothly, fun and chill (everything mali ever wanted) as if things were always going to be the same, as if nothing else could go wrong since hey, she had been living a perfect life for years, the most unexpected thing happened and everything else went downhill for mali. mali didn’t quite take it well when she heard of her caretaker’s death. lily (her caretaker’s name) on her way back to their place had a hit and run accident that caused her death. what made the whole thing worse was, lily wasn’t just out for a walk or anything simple. no, not at all, lily was on her way back with a gift they bought for mali’s birthday. ever since, she hated celebrating her own birthday.

mali locked herself in room for weeks... that turned into months. what was she supposed to do now? her parents grew lonely and decided that one of them were to take a break to get her mind of things and distract her when she showed no improvements after months of lily’s death. mali was then would be taken out most of the time as her mother tried to do everything lily did with mali but nothing ever worked because mali thought, it was not the same. 

her mother who was not a fan of giving up decided to bring mali to dance lessons. at first, mali felt unmotivated at all, she didn’t want to but without knowing how or why, the moment mali did try something for once. she ended up finding herself getting lost into the music, the beat and her own body turned one as she twirled and moved her body. the world around her suddenly disappeared. it was just her and the music. every pain she had, every grieving she had, she made sure to expressed it through dancing and from that day on, she knew what she wanted to become and wanted to do in her life.

next thing that her mother did, now that mali had became more lively, her mother decided to bring her to their family’s business company and had her become the face and model of their own cosmetic line. she did shoots after shoots after shoots. mali loved it too, quite a lot but not as much as dancing. because of her own exposure, people had asked for her and ended up becoming busy as time passed by. photoshoots here and there. the only good thing about this was her mother let her decide which shoot she’d want to do or not. she loved modeling, she really did but it was also the very same thing that kept her from dancing.

she knew and felt that her parents were starting to prepare her to take over their family business but kept her mouth silent until the day they finally told her about the responsibility they were giving her. after everything that had happened to her, mali didn’t have any hesitation in her when she straight up said she didn’t want to and instead, she was going to do something she loved, dancing. her parents with the surprise look on their face, insisted that dancing would bring her nothing but their company would save her from starvation. what is there to lose after losing the person she deeply care about? so, she stood firm on what she said and did not falter when they said she was to be disowned when she won’t take her position as the family’s only heiress for the company.

mali, being the stubborn girl, boldly told them that she still will do dancing and thought her parents were probably just bluffing. her things thrown outside of their house told her otherwise. she was definitely hurt and was in disbelief. they really were serious, huh? not wanting people to find out about what happened to her, mali used all of her saving to buy a ticket and flew all the way to new jersey to start a ‘new’ life and started renting her own place. she went from one job to another, it was difficult at first because she was not used to it but eventually, she got the hang of it and is now working at heaven’s gate.

she does covers and her own choreographies too from time to time and would make sure to post it online, hoping and praying that people would get to notice her but who was she kidding, it was a tough world out there? she had a lot of competitors and there are a lot of people who are actually quite good and famous already. things are slowly going good for her though, from a hundred views to a thousand, to a thousand to five thousand, five thousand... now, so far, she was able to get at least ten thousand views and has a thousand subscribers

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

best friend: someone she had grown close after moving to new jersey, the person who have helped her in terms of finding a job on how to start life in new jersey basically

dance buddies: someone else who she dances with and does videos with

co-worker: someone she grew closer in time too where they basically gossip about shitty customers and all that, just the typical stuff

roommate: someone she shares the place with because the girl can’t afford to pay for her own stuff knkjfgnt the girl needs some help 

frenemies: someone can’t stand but wait, whenever this person is sad or is need of help, she’s there kgnkrg

rival: someone who pisses her off, could be a co-worker who doesn’t like her at all.

fwb: someone she basically just hooks up with

and that’s it for now ???? i’m definitely up to brainstorm and all that so yeah like i’m down to anything !!!!

#stone:intro #aksfnkj oops i ended up writing something very long #skjgksj #i'm so sorry #but here you goooooooo !!!! #tw neglect #tw accident #tw death

[allyreactions]

GOT7 Reaction to Their S/O Giving Them the Silent Treatment

~ A/N - Hey guys! It’s Ally, I know I haven’t posted in like two weeks oops, but I was super sick last week and then I just had some responsibilities to deal with. I’ve also been binging The Vampire Diaries again, so…. Anyway, I’m back! I hope y’all enjoy this!

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JB / Jaebum : Jaebum knew you were really pissed at him, you had ignored everything he said. Gave him side glances and your eyes rolled at every word he said. He would give you a some time to cool off, and then try to talk thing out and right his wrongs. 

“Jagiya, please talk to me!” 

Mark : Mark hates when this happens, it’s always painful for the both of you. Like Jaebum, he would give you your space, but would try to apologize to you at the first chance he gets. He would take your hands in his and beg for your forgiveness. 

“I was so stupid, baby please forgive me.” oof that gif screams daddy

Jackson : You kept walking away from Jackson, dodging his every move, but he would still chase after you. When he finally got a hold of you, he would grab your shoulders and look deeply into your eyes and apologize. Jackson wants to show just how sincere he is and would do anything you ask. 

“Babe, I’m so so sorry, how can I make it up to you?” FUCK IM WHIPPED

Jinyoung : Jinyoung knew he made a mistake, and he wanted to fix it. He was getting frustrated at how difficult you were making it though. You had been avoiding his every move for the last few hours. He just wants to apologize, but you were making it impossible. 

“Come on, Y/N. You can’t avoid me forever! Let me say I’m sorry!” 

Youngjae : Youngjae was really hurt that you wouldn’t talk to him. He knew you were upset, but it broke his heart seeing you so angry with him. The second you showed him any attention, he would cling to you and apologize over and over again. 

“Jagi, I’m so sorry! I’ll never do it again, I promise!” 

BamBam / Kunpimook : BamBam would be on his hands and knees begging for forgiveness. He hates seeing you upset with him. I feel like he would cry in these situations, he’s so sweet an sensitive and it would just make him so emotional to know that he made you this mad. 

“Baby, I’m so sorry! I love you so much!” 

Yugyeom : I feel like even though Yugyeom knew you were mad, he knew that you couldn’t resist him. So he would trail behind you and just whine and whine until you finally were willing to hear him out. 

“Baby, just turn around. Baby, talk to me. Baby, please?” 

#got7 #got7 reactions #got7 reaction #got7 imagine #got7 imagines #im jaebum #mark tuan #jackson wang #park jinyoung #choi youngjae #bambam #kim yugyeom #kpop #kpop reactions #kpop imagines

[pcthstrayed]

( ross butler, 19, he/him )  welcome to  san francisco, ARLO PARK.  rumor has it they are a WITCH/DARKLIGHTER, but only they could tell you the truth! when i close my eyes, i think of them and imagine BLOODSTAINS SCRUBBED OUT OF CREAM COLORED CARPETS, LYFT SCOOTERS, AND THE PRODIGAL SON.

     are you as tired of me doing intros as i am? ‘cuz bruh.  you’re getting the lazy sparknotes version bc i’m tired and gay.

 arlo is penelope park’s cousin! sadly he  ( thinks he is )  tragically heterosexual, but it would have been nice if the family radiated big gay energy.  idk maybe it isn’t too late for him, we’ll see.  he’s also a student at salvatore.  i think he used to go to a public school back home, but i think Some Fucked Up Things Happened and his mom panicked and decided he needed to be around some more positive role models.  hence why he was sent to salvatore.  

speaking of Some Fucked Up Things...  arlo’s dad is Not a good guy.  i want to say he uses his magic for evil, and it’s gotten him ostracized from the coven.  arlo has always been his dad’s closest ally, and sort of confidante, so his mom was shooketh when she found out that not only was bad dad bad, but that arlo had known all along and hadn’t said anything.  he thought he could contain it, maybe talk him out of some of his terrible ideas, but his dad is Not OK and needs help.   but everything fell apart, his parents divorced and his dad is basically m.i.a. now.   rip.  

( edit oct 2019 )  but here is the thing y’all, arlo’s dad is not his biological father. when his parents were trying to have kids they found out his dad couldn’t have kids. so they used a sperm donor and voila arlo was born! tbh arlo is pretty dumb so i don’t think he’s really even like become cognizant of the fact that he and his dad don’t look alike, and don’t have much in common.  is this ignorance or naivety? idk, if your parents tell you something who are you to question it.  anyways his mom never told him the truth even after everything with his dad bc she was afraid she would lose him. he was already closer with his father and she could feel him slipping down the wrong path. fear is a powerful motivator y’all.

personality wise he’s a ‘lil emo, a lil dramatic, always thinks people are talking shit about him.  in his defense, a lot of times they are.  his dad kind of fucked up their family’s reputation and since he’s from california ( i wanna say malibu ),  he’s lived in this area for most of his life so it’s not really a fresh start.  he’s also pissed he can’t go home and visit his dogs which is a fucking mood and a half. 

since his family is a mess, his family’s money is... dwindling, i could see him doing magic for hire on the side.  basically you want something done? something you’re not super proud of or above board? he’ll help you out my dudes, dudettes, and persons.  he’s got you.  

UPDATE JAN 26, 2020

arlo  has  tapped  into  that  park  family  gay  energy  and  acknowledged  his  chaotic  bisexual  energy.  he  has  feelings  for  both  amber  and  callum  and  is  trying  to  come  to  terms  with  everything.  yet  —  lmao,  his  sexuality  is  hardly  the  biggest  situation  at  the  current  moment  in  time.

after  callum  murdered  maya  marceli  in  cold  blood,  arlo  helped  him  bury  the  body.  he  didn’t  hesitate,  simply  did  what  needed  to  be  done.  it  wasn’t  the  first  time  he  helped  someone  dispose  of  a  body  and  the  only  reason  he  felt  bad  about  it  was  because  it  was  maya.  he  knew her,  he  liked  her,  but  he’d  have  done  anything  to  protect  callum.  

his  best  friend,  bradley  duke  (  @teenagewste​  )  recently  got  involved  with  finn  mikaelson.  when  the  vampire  was  whammied  by  the  horseman  famine,  he  came  up  with  a  contingency  plan  to  ensure  he  would  never  end  up  daggered.  a  spell  was  put  in  place  and  as  soon  as  he  was  daggered,  he  body-jumped  straight  into  arlo  and  left  town  while  the  barrier  was  down.   bye  bye  body. 

in  order  to  make  sure  his  friend  doesn’t  spend  his  prime  years  in  a  coffin,  bradley  spelled  arlo  into  the  body  of  morgan  cummings  —  a  triggered,  very  angry  werewolf,  who  isn’t  pleased  about  the  situation.   until  they  can  track  down  finn  with  a  locator  spell,  this  is  really  the  best  of  the  bad  options.

remember  how  i  said  arlo  doesn’t  know  his  bio  dad  ?  turns  out,  his  bio  dad  is  jack  of  darklighter  fame.   so  not  only  is  he  a  witch  but  he’s  a  darklighter.  somewhere  in  tahiti,  finn  mikaelson  is  having  a  fuckin’  field day.   arlo  doesn’t  know  any  of  this  yet  tho  sooooo  lmao  we’re  in  for  a  STORM.  

UPDATE FEB 22, 2020

so  the  angry  werewolf  kept  trying  to  kill  them  both,  so  bradley  bradley  started  looking  for  a  new  body  to  throw  his  friend  into.   he  found  a  dumb,  tall,  white  dude,  who  was  seemingly  human  and  normal  and  said  yes,  this  is  the  right  one.  so  arlo  jumped  into  aiden  kincaid’s  body  and  eh  voila.  

arlo  reluctantly  agrees,  mostly  bc  he’s  afraid  of  morgan,  and  he  jumps  in.   except,  yeah,  this  body’s  in  transition.   he  has  a  choice  to  make;   feed,  or  die.   except  he  doesn’t  because  oops,  yeah,  he  fed.   now  he’s  a  vampire  soooo  this  should  be  fun  !!

UPDATE APRIL 8, 2020

after  removing  famine’s  ring  from  daniel  warren  /  levi  stone’s  finger,  it  was  given  to  finn  mikaelson  (  in  the  body  of  arlo  park  )  for  safekeeping.   while  the  horseman  might  be  out  of  commission  for  now,  he  was  very  cognizant  of  the  fact  that  it  would  likely  only  be  temporary.

self  preservation  in  mind,  finn  did  the  only  thing  that  made  sense.   he  found  a  body  that  no  one  would  assume  him  to  ever  take  —  her  name  was  fiona  michaels.   the  irony  wasn’t  lost  on  him  and  he  thought  it  was  a  very  tongue-in-cheek  way  of  hiding  in  plain  sight.  (  no  one  would  expect  a  mikaelson  to  be  that  obtuse.  )   he  put  arlo’s  body  on  ice  and  delivered  it  back  to  him  with  a  intricately  scrawled  thank  you  note  with,  of  course,  no  mention  of  the  danger  he  would  potentially  be  in  if  daniel  /  levi  /  famine  ever  decided  to  retaliate.  oops.

arlo  got  his  body  back,  moved  back  home  with  his  mother,  and  had  his  boyfriend  move  in  too.  they’ve  never  had  the  ‘what  are  we’  talk,  but  they  can  barely  spend  a  few  hours  apart  so  it  feels  kind  of  inevitable.  he’s  still  in  the  closet  with  his  mother  though  because  if  she  knew  the  truth,  they  certainly  wouldn’t  be  allowed  to  share  his  room  anymore.  this  is  a  lie  he  doesn’t  mind  keeping.  besides,  they  owe  him.

his  parents  are  trying  to  marry  him  off  to  victoria  villalobos.  her  father  made  an  arrangement  with  his  father.  as  far  as  his  mother  knows,  spades  is  a  respectable  businessman  and  it’s  a  good  family.  she  thinks  this  is  good  for  him,  that  he  could  be  happy.  (  she,  after  all,  married  for  love  and  all  it  brought  her  was  pain.  )  he  tried  to  say  no,  tried  to  stand  up  to  his  father  for  once  in  his  life,  but  he  made  it  clear  there  was  no  choice.   if  arlo  messes  this  up,  it’s  his  mother’s  blood  on  his  hands.   so  he’s  going  to  marry  victoria  because  he  has  no  other  choice.  to  protect  his  family,  he’d  do  anything.  the  worst  part  is  that  as  much  as  he  hates  his  father,  he  still  loves  him.  no  matter  what  he  does,  what  lines  he  crosses,  his  devotion  is  almost  pathological.   there  is  a  part  of  him  too  that  wonders  if  he’s  destined  to  become  his  father  even  though  he’s  done  everything  in  his  power  to  resist  it.  he  killed  a  version  of  himself  from  some  other  timeline,  not  to  mention  he  helped  bury  an  innocent  girl,  so  if  there’s  a  slippery  slope  he  feels  like  he’s  skidding  dangerously  close  to  it.

he  is  on  the  verge  of  discovering  his  darklighter  powers  so  stay  tuned  for  that.

CONNECTIONS

- people that finn mikaelson might have crossed or pissed off when he was in his body. - someone finn might have helped when he was riding arlo’s body. (taken by henrik) - he’s learning how to orb so winding up in different places might be kind of funny. bonus points if it’s at awkward or inopportune times. - someone who knows about dark lighters / what this orbing means so that he can sort of understand wtf is happening and how it’s possible.  (taken by parker) - he walks dogs so maybe he made a friend while out walking them?????

#apx:intro #tw: murder #tw: violence

[bastard-plane-husband]

Jackie (excerpt)

By: bastard-plane-husband/optimus-primedrinksjager

*nsfw -  after “keep reading”!*

Let me know what you think!  It’s kinda unedited, but hopefully it’s ok.

“I suppose we might need to head out there, so that we don't get any looks,” he suggested. “Ol’ doc is gonna have some questions, no doubt.”

“I hope you're wrong.”

He wasn't.

“What in the name of Primus were you doing last night?!” Ratchet demanded when we entered the main part of the base (Jackie is his normal size now). “And where have you been?! It's long past when recharge is over!”

“You saw, we were drinking and laughing at shit,” Jackie replied casually. “I'm a party mech.”

“You damn well know I'm not talking about that,” Ratchet snarled.

“What, I can't spend a lil time with my second bestie?”

“Not the ‘time’ I think you did!”

“You really think--”

“I know you! You're reckless, you're crazy, and rules mean nothing to you!” I've not seen Ratchet this pissed off before, but… I haven't known him that long either. He glared at Jackie.

“I ain't afraid of you,” Jackie replied casually.

“Well… you've kept me up half the night and I know you were being irresponsible, so you may want to be.”

That explains a lot. Oops… didn't intend to keep him up or anything….

“Sorry doc, didn't mean to keep you up, I didn't think we were--”

“How do you think I know what you were doing?!”

I can feel my face go a bit red now. “I'm sorry, Ratchet,” I said quietly. “I didn't mean to….”

“You hush,” he spat. “Wheeljack, what got into you?!”

“Same thing that's always in me: not giving a fuck about what you think,” Jackie said calmly.

“But… sparklings… just… this all is so--”

“Wrong?” Cue a smirk from Jackie. “I dunno why. We're both consenting, she can't have sparklings, so… I don't see the problem.”

Ratchet's optics widened. Apparently he didn't want confirmation that we were doing… the thing. “... Can't? I thought all humans--?”

“I don't like children, so I made sure I couldn't have any. Surgery is one hell of a miracle, and I'd like to think you'd know that, Ratchet,” I interjected.

At this point, all he could really do was glare at us.

“What, you jealous you ain’t got any action?” Jackie teased.

The look on Ratchet’s face was absolutely priceless.  “How dare you suggest….”

We both laughed.  

Our loud laughter drew the attention of some of the others.  Optimus was the first to question what was happening.

“Those two….”  Ratchet was too flustered to go on.

“What did you do to the poor medic?” Optimus asked, eyeing Jackie.

“C’mon Optimus, we were just teasing him a lil bit.”

“More like, humiliating me?!”  Ratchet had regained enough composure to interject.  “These two… are….”

“What is it, old friend?”

Jackie smirked.  “He’s jealous.”

It sure worked to deter the answer.  Ratchet’s face contorted in embarrassment again, and he was once again flustered.  “Would you stop saying that?!”

Optimus turned his attention to Jackie.  “Wheeljack, care to explain?”

Jackie sighed.  “He’s all upset because me and her had some fun.”

“Please do elaborate.”

“What, y’all are so afraid of some M-rated fun going down around here?”  He shrugged.  “We both consented, what’s the big deal?”

Optimus raised an optic ridge, but stayed composed.  “I… was not aware that interfacing could take place between a human and a cybertronian,” he said quietly.

“It can, there’s mass-displacement and all,” Jackie stated sarcastically.  “New ideas require a little bit of crazy and reckless, and I’m both.  So is she, really.”

We’ve got Optimus lost for words.  We’ve done a miracle.  “Well… uh… be careful, I suppose,” he said.  “Make sure there’s no sparklings, try not to be too… risque, around the children, and as Ratchet has complained of, please try to be respectful of others’ need for recharge and peace.”

“Will do, Optimus,” Jackie promised.  “C’mon though, last night was the first time, the first time is always a little crazy.”

“And you’d do best to take that ‘crazy’ somewhere else,” Ratchet snapped.  “I know you, Wheeljack, you like things a bit… obnoxious.”

“It ain’t fun if it’s just bland shit,” Jackie complained.

“Then take it somewhere else,” Ratchet repeated.

“All right, all right, we will.” He winked at me. “And I have just the place where we can frag as loud as we want to.”

“I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER WORD ABOUT IT!” Ratchet snapped at us.

Jackie smiled that smile he does when he's up to something. “We'll never leave him alone, will we, hot stuff?”

“Maybe sometimes, you got to go away once in a while to make them miss you.”

“Good thinking.”

“You two, get busy, do something,” Ratchet ordered. “Just because you're a ‘thing’ doesn't mean you're exempt from your duties!”

Damn it. Ah well, my duties normally consist of cleaning and upkeep, as well as making sure the children have food. I'm now the equivalent of their big sister, so… gotta take care of them. I go up to our little human part of the base and pick up a little bit. I'll have to head home to make food.

“I'll have to be heading out to my lab to work on some shit,” came Jackie's voice. I rush to the edge of our human hangout to say goodbye to him. I'm level with his normal size up here.

“You'll come back, right?” I take as much of his servo as I can fit into my hands.

“You think I'm gonna walk out and forget about my hot stuff?” he teased. “I always came back when we were just friends… now I've got extra to come back for.”

“Are we… going elsewhere than here… to get it on and do it however we want?” I smirked at him.

“You bet, sweetspark,” he assured me. “I think I know what you've got in mind.” He smiled.

“You'll have to find out.” I kissed his servo. “Come back ready, babe.”

He looked confused. “What's that mean?”

“Oh… it's a human term of endearment for your significant other,” I explained. “There's plenty out there.”

“I see now,” he said. “I'll be back, and you bet I'll be ready.”

He's too big to kiss me right now, so he lets me just kiss his servo several times. “Be sort of careful Jackie, I can't frag you if you're in a bunch of pieces.”

“True, I'll stay in one piece. Promise.”

He reluctantly departed the base, leaving me with a grumpy medic who I would never hear the end of this from.

“You do know that there's this thing called being ‘subtle’ and the consideration of ‘keeping things private’, right?”

How could I predict that bastard was going to say something right about now? “Jackie and I can do what we want,” I sighed.

“Well, I for one don't care to hear about your plans for when you hit the berth,” Ratchet grumbled.

“You're a doctor, you should know that it's a natural part of--”

“Yes, and while that is true, there's a number of other ‘natural’ things civilized mechs and femmes have the respect to not speak of.”

There's no winning with him.

#TFP #tfp ratchet #wheeljack x reader #fun #probs badly written #feedback is welcome #pls tell me what u think