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rinhaler · 4 months

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MORE UNCLE NANAMI PLEASIEEEE PLEASE 🥺🥺🥺🥺👉🏽👈🏽

++ 𝐡𝐢𝐢, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲/𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 🙈 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐤𝐬𝐣

It's been a while since I did any nanamin stuff hehe (combining two reqs bc u both don't have anything specific heheheee)

warnings: 18+ MDNI, incest, fem!reader, uncle!nanamin, fingering, exhibitionism, public sex ig, squirting, pet names (sweetheart, princess, angel, baby).

words: 1.1k

“W-Wow…” you muse, taking in the decadent atmosphere of the restaurant.

You’ve seldom been to places like this, like when your favourite uncle decides to treat you and your mother to a nice meal when he’s in town. But even then, there is a stark difference from the restaurants back home in the village you live in. It’s magnificent. You may have experienced a similar setting before, but never on a date.

A date with that very same uncle, nonetheless.

“You like it, sweetheart? I’m glad.” he tells you, taking your hand as you're guided by the maître d' to your table. He looks over the top of his menu as he studies your face. You’re so precious, that’s what he thinks as you look over the options and realise you don’t understand what any of them are. “I’ll order for you.” he assures you, taking the menu from your hand and setting it down.

You feel yourself get warmer, a little embarrassed that he picked up on your cluelessness so easily. But you smile, regardless, thanking him.

You’ve been so excited for this little trip since you first heard about it.

“Uncle Nanami wants to know if you’d like to spend the weekend with him?” your mother asked/told you. And, bless her, she had no idea what that would entail.

It’s been months since you’ve seen him. You were hardly surprised when your ankles were practically behind your ears as he drilled his cock in and out of your puffy, slicked up folds, the minute he got you to his house.

You’d been drenched the entire train ride.

“You look so pretty tonight, princess.” he tells you, cupping your face so sweetly with a rough, masculine hand. His singular hand is almost the size of your entire face. He coos at you as your eyelids become heavier, leaning in to place a delicate kiss on your cheek. “I’m so happy you’re here with me. Hopefully your mother won’t object to this being a regular thing.” he smiles.

You’ve been squirming in your seat since before your main course arrived. The way he looks at you, the way he talks to you, you forget how naughty your uncle Nanamin can be. Your panties are once again entirely soaked through. He’d mentally noted how much you were wriggling around, though he chose not to comment on it. Not until—

“Can’t sit still for five minutes, hm? What’s wrong?” he asks.

“N-Need you…” you whisper, putting your head down to avert his intense stare. Though you’re soon looking at him again as he tilts your head up by your chin, forcing you to hold his gaze.

“What was that, angel? I didn’t quite hear you.”

“Need you… uncle Nanamin, need you real bad.” you pout. And at that, he smirks. You’re a little taken aback as his hand lowers beneath the table. Here? Right here? Your heart pounds as you look around at the other clueless restaurant patrons. This is so unlike him. He’s always so upstanding and discreet. But—

“My my, sweet little girl. You are soaked.” he comments as his fingers breach the hemline of your cotton panties. You bite your lip as his fingers drag up and down the length of your slit. He shushes you as your eyes well with tears, shame and pleasure wrack through you as he finds your slippery clit. And he targets it, skilfully. “Be good for me, be so good for me. If you make a single sound, I won’t touch you for the remainder of the weekend. Do you understand?”

You take his words literally, only nodding as he awaits your answer. It’s near impossible, though, when he makes you feel so good like this. Even with just a few pathetic rubs on your clit, your eyes begin to roll back.

“Na— Nanamin,” you do your best to whisper, his name leaving your lips as a ghoulish gasp. He shushes you, quietly, but it’s loud enough to make a statement. His eyebrows furrow, and you can’t tell if it’s anger or disappointment. You think you’ll die if he stops, though his ministrations haven’t ceased yet. Maybe you were quiet enough to test the boundaries of what he actually meant.

He doesn’t want you to cause a scene.

“Kiss me, please.” you whisper again. And that softens his features. He pities you, you think, although that assumption proves wrong as he indulges you. He closes the distance between you without letting up his gentle yet purposeful touches on your pretty pearl. You’re a little surprised when you feel his tongue enter your mouth, something you’ve never known him to do in public before. “I— I love you.”

“Yeah?” he smiles into your kiss before he breaks it completely. “You’re so close, you’re shaking. Let me see how much you love me. Cum for your favourite uncle, sweetheart, go on.” he instructs you.

He holds one of your hands with his free one while your other one curls into your seat. Your knuckles turn white as you finish, legs trembling and clamping around his hand as you douse his fingers. You can’t believe he’s made you squirt in public. Embarrassment rises through you once more, and you’ve never felt such a scorching temperature in your life.

You look around to see if anyone has noticed, while Nanami withdraws his hand and crosses his ankle over his knee. You watch him as he sucks his fingers clean of the mess, your mess, with a look of contentment on his face. You, however, are panting heavily while you rest your head in one hand on the table. You’re slumped over, and you couldn’t feel more self-conscious.

You don’t exactly look like you belong here.

“Would you be interested in some dessert?” a waiter asks as he approaches, though his question almost evaporates as he looks at you. Your sweat coated skin and your mussed up hair catches him off guard. Your irregular breathing makes him worry for your well-being. “Are you alright, Miss? You look…” he finds himself at a loss of what to even say. He knows he needs to be polite, but you almost look ill.

“She’s fine, just a little warm and worked up.” your dear uncle intervenes, smiling at the waiter graciously as he interlocks his fingers and rests his chin atop them. “Isn’t that right, sweetheart? I’m sure you’ll cool down after some ice cream.”

You nod, doing what you can to pull yourself together. You’d hate to embarrass your favourite uncle, after all. What if he doesn’t invite you back to do this again?

“Wonderful, sir.” the waiter smiles as he holds up a pad of paper with a pen to take your dessert orders. “You make a lovely couple, by the way.” you aren’t sure if he’s being polite out of obligation to his job, or if he genuinely feels that way. But you and your uncle share a knowing smile with each other, and yours only grows wider as he brushes a fallen section of hair out of your face.

“We aren’t a couple.” he starts. “I’m her uncle.”

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irishmammonagenda · 3 months

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MC's magic going wrong 😱😰

or right depending on ur outlook on life ig

warnings: swearing, mentions of death (extremely brief and only notioned towards), physical affection

You hadn´t thought much of it at first when you got back to the human realm. Everything went back to normal. Or as normal as it could be.

Your mother and father sobbed when they saw you, stating how they though´t you were lying in a ditch somewhere in the stretching countryside. You´d lied, told them you were away on a residency based apprenticeship, that you were sorry for worrying them. Your siblings showed signs of worry you never thought they were able to feel for you. Thus you were being babied for a month or so.

That´s when it started.

At first, it was more corvids at the bird feeder in your garden than usual. Then it was stray cats. Then inexplicable black and white feathers dusting your clothing and hair.

Your mother smiled picking out the ivory feather from the confines of your unbrushed hair, "Oh! Your guardian angel´s been watching over you!" she says playfully, an old wives´ tale, nothing too serious.

You tense for a moment, before laughing with her. "Well I´ll take it as a good sign." Stupid old wives being the smartest people.

At first it was easy to brush off.

Then your father started getting lucky, he hadn't been one to gamble persay, putting a few coins in on a bet for the horse racing or the football was a regular occurrence, sometimes he won,sometimes he didn't. The difference of a few silvers, a share bag of sweets basically, made no real strain on your belts. But now, he was winning left right and center. Winning amounts that shouldnt be possible based on the amount he input.

Though, after you woke up to cats and corvids staring at you unblinkingly, in your room, with a few flies and insects on the walls, and your bedsheets covered in feathers and scales of all colours and sizes, enough was enough.

You were going to give those nerds a piece of your mind.

After shooing the animals out, (making sure to pet the cats), you picked up a lipstick, and channeled your pact magic before drawing a circle with various symbols on the floor,

You stilled, "Ah, shit. I dunno how to do this, i mean half of those symbols are angry faces and squiggles...." but ever the theatre nerd, you improved.

"I, MC, call upon the power of my pacts with the Avatars of Hell! and, using their power; a portal to the Devildom shall open for me!"

And a portal did open for you. Unfortunately, not to the best place. As you travelled through the time pocket you ended up stumbling once you made it to the other side, the stumble turnt into a tumble turnt into a fall. Unluckily for you, the thing you fell on was toned flesh and chuckling heartily, you were in Diavolo's lap.

"It's great of you to drop by MC!" He says, his massive hands pulling you further into his frame.

You cover your face with your hands, now noticing the various other nobles in the council room who are staring at their Prince, attempting to mask the fact their jaws are going to hit the floor.

Atleast the Brothers weren't there, but Barbatos' half polite smile half smirk and Diavolo whispering various playful musings of, "Did you miss me that much little human, we missed you too.", and "Summoning a portal illegally into the Demon Lord's castle and onto the Demon Princes lap...tututut." almost made the brothers seem like a mercy....

...almost.

You couldn't tell if this was a win or a lose.

#obey me x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me mc #obey me diavolo #obey me brothers #obey me #diavolo x reader #obey me crack #obey me fluff

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valuunit · 9 months

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Mums don’t cry

Summary: Y/n’s mood changes and sicknesses happen to be more than just that.

lmao i don’t know why i put that tittle, but The Cure rules.

Content: soft husband!harry :DD pregnant afab!reader, use of she/her, mention of food and vomit (pregnancy symptom), la la land spoilers(?) and that’s it ig.

Disclaimer: English is not my first lenguaje so if there’s any mistake i’m sorry, i’ll try to correct it.

“No, i’m staying with Y/n, she’s not been feeling good. Enjoy though, oh! And bring some tiramisu.”

“ ’M sorry, H” she said struggling to stand up from the bathroom’s floor.

“No, no, there’s nothing to be sorry ‘bout. Now come here, i’ll help you clean yourself and we can go watch a movie. You said that watching Ryan Gosling everywhere made you want to bing his movies.” Harry kneeled in front of her offering his hand.

“Mhm” Y/n said without any sign of excitement. Her hand reached the toilet’s chain and released her sickness before lean into the sink and wash her mouth a total of four times.

“Think that enough, you’re gonna get sick again if you keep pulling the brush all the way down your throat.” he chuckled taking the brush out of her hand.

“Wait, throw it in the trash, please.” she said before shoving some more water in her mouth.

“But it’s clean.”

“It’s not, but i’ve had it for over 3 months.”

“Okay miss.”

“It’s Missus, Mister.”

“You feeling better, Missus?”

“I think, it was probably all the crap i’ve been eating.”

“The holidays are for something, don’t you think?”

“I guess.” her mood “I’m sorry.”

“I told you, you don’t have to…”

“No, i’m sorry for being so grumpy this past few days, i don’t know what’s happening.” she said as some tears began to accumulate in her eyes and her head goes to her husband’s chest.

“Oh, honey, don’t worry, it was part of our vows, being here through thick and thin, right?” he grabbed her cheek and smiled warmly, with her blurry vision she just saw a charming white downward D but she returned it.

“Love you.”

“Love you too.”

“Now you can see me fantasize with Ryan Gosling.”

“No problem, i’ll do the same.”

They giggled like toddlers and went to the kitchen for some snacks.

“Some popcorn will do it?” said Harry grabbing a package of microwave popcorn.

“Yeah, although is there a peanut butter and chocolate? i’ve been craving some of it.”

“Hm, we have a package of truffles but no peanut butter…”

“It’s okay, all perfect.”

“Well, what do you think of you picking the first movie and i’ll be there when these are ready.”

“Okay.” she gave him a peck kiss. “This is like the honeymoon all over again.” and began to walk to the lounge.

“I hope we never leave that stage.” Harry said loudly making sure she heard. She blew him a kiss and sat on the couch.

Y/n grabbed her phone to google in which platform was La La Land on. She didn’t even knew if the villa’s TV had more than 3 streaming services.

“Already picked one?”

“I’m checking where is it.”

“I bring you some water, i like my woman hydrated.”

He let out a little laugh “Thanks, love.”

They snuggled in the middle of the couch and concentrate in enjoying the movie.

Everything went well, they got to the point in the movie that showed what would’ve happened if they had ended up together.

Harry made a pout, watching the montage of the couple having a kid, but beside him Y/n began to sob, but in a concerning way.

“Everything okay, love?”

“Y-yeah, it just...” she went quiet to hear the final notes of song that Sebastian was playing in his bar. And led out another sob. “It’s so sad, because they loved each other, b-but they couldn’t make their dreams come true if the stayed together a-and they will always love each other…”

“It’s okay” Harry couldn’t help but feel a mixture of concern and a little bit, just a bit, of fun, watching her being so invested in a movie that they’ve watched several times. “Sometimes that’s how life goes.”

“What a bullshit life we live in.” He audibly laughed at that, remembering the joker memes, she also laughed “Okay, i heard it.”

And just like that she was laughing like anything happened.

“Wanna see another movie?”

“I don’t know, ‘m tired.”

“Wanna go to bed?”

“Yes please.”

When they were getting up of the couch Y/n felt sick again, she ran to the nearest bathroom and let it all out. That took Harry by surprise, one moment he was folding the blanket they where using and talking about other movies and the other he was grabbing his wife’s hair.

“Don’t know what’s happening to me, H. It feels like something more.” she rested her back into the cold wall opposite to the toilet

She recalled when she was sweaty and exhausted she blamed italy’s sun, when her mood changed drastically she blamed her personality, when she felt disgust out of nowhere and ended up vomiting she blamed the food and spices she was not used to, but everything as a whole was sign of other thing.

“Like what?” Harry said concerned thinking of the worst.

“I-i… i’ve been feeling weird lately and all my symptoms are, you know, hm, signs of pregnancy.”

“… Like what?” he repeated too shocked to say other thing.

“Mood change, um, craving could be described, the constant exhaustion, vomit…”

“Want me to go for a test?”

“What if paps catch you?”

“Who cares about them?” he said excitedly, this could be one of the happiest days of his life, and he couldn’t wait.

“Pr team, probably.” Y/n said tired.

“Well, I think they’ll understand. You’ll be good on your own? O could ask one of the guys to get a test on their way here.”

“I’ll be good, also we aren’t certain if i’m… pregnant, don’t want to alarm anyone and I’m pretty sure they’ll be back ‘till midnight.”

“You’re right. Well, i’ll be right back, honey.”

“Thanks.”

Harry literally sprinted to the nearest corner store as soon a he closed the villa’s door. Not caring of anything else, he ran through a fairly small business, not more than 5 minutes away, or that what he felt, until he viewed the boxes he was so desperate for, he grabbed three different ones and ran to the cash register, an old man smiled kindly at him. The interaction was short but cute.

When Harry grabbed the tests the man said to him "Buona fortuna." (good luck). With Harry's poor italian he said "Grazie" and ran back to Y/n.

"That was quick" Y/n was waiting by the door when he arrived.

"I always am, hun…” Harry said out of breath.

Y/n laughed and grabbed the bruised boxes from his hands. "I'm nervous"

"There's nothing to be nervous about, love."

"Well, then, there I go." she let a loud shaky breath and entered the bathroom again.

"Love you."

"Love you too." her voice muffled by the door.

Harry was also nervous, but in a good way nervous, what a good timing, he thought, they been wanting to start a family since last year, well, since forever, but actively trying ever since. He remembered the doctor appointments, the times they had sex just because an app told them to, and the disappointment in their faces when the test were negative, over and over again. And now, they were the happiest they've been, he just finished love on tour, Y/n finished her second book and taking a vacation with all their friends and family.

"Har...ry, come in, please." he did so immediately.

"Everything okay?" his voice was shaky. The tests were all perfectly lined up on a counter all of them facing down.

"Yes, I wanted you to be here." she was crying again, but the smile in her face denoted happiness and anxiety.

"Remember that no matter what the tests say, we'll be fine, and keep trying if you want."

"Thanks." she muttered hugging him.

"Thank you" he hugged her back kissing her hair.

"Can you check one first, please?"

"Sure"

While still hugging her he picked one of the tests and checked. His heart stopped when there was just one line across the screen.

"Uhm, what does one line means?" he asked, wanting to be in the wrong.

"N-negative..."

Y/n pulled away from the embrace to confirm what Harry was saying.

"It's okay, we got two more left."

"Yeah." Y/n said not really expecting any different result. She grabbed one and Harry the other.

Y/n's test said 'Incinta 2-3 settimane*' And Harry's had two vertical lines.

"Oh god, this one say-"

"My phone! Where is it." Y/n said quickly.

"What?"

"I need a confirmation."

She opened the translator and typed the test's result, it gave 'Pregnant 2-3 weeks'

"Oh my god! What does yours says?"

"That you're pregnant!"

"This one too!" she jumped into her husband's arms rounding his waist with her legs.

"Two out of three." he said shocked.

"I'll take it. Tomorrow we could go to a doctor."

"I can't wait." he said happily.

"Neither can i."

"Thank you, thank you love." he kissed her nose.

"I couldn't have done anything without your contribution, love, thank you too." she cupped his cheek as he laughed.

"Let's go to bed, tomorrow might be a big day.”

Y/n, attached to him in a koala style, and Harry Styles went to the bedroom full of bliss and expectancy for tomorrow.

“Where were you guys all morning? We waited you for breakfast” Gemma said laying on a sun chair near the villa’s pool, where the radiant couple just arrived.

“Uh, went for some air.” Harry responded.

“Oh, how are you feeling, Y/n?”

“Much better.” Y/n smiled widely to her sister-in-law. “I’m going for some water, want some?”

“I’m good, pumping, thanks.”

“Gem?”

“I have some here, thank you, Y/n/n.”

Y/n walked into the kitchen with a happy pace and Harry admired her silhouette in that white dress he loved so much.

“Are you guys high?”

“What?”

“Why are you smiling so much? it’s creepy.”

“We’re happy.” he said jokingly annoyed. “Also, i have something to tell you.”

“Y/n’s pregnant?” Gemma guessed, siting straight and taking her glasses off.

“How’d you know?”

“I didn’t, but the pregnancy tests in the bathroom gave me an idea. Congratulations!” the siblings hugged tightly.

“Thank you!”

“You’re finally becoming a dad. Ahh!”

“I know, ahh!”

“Why are you screaming like hyenas in cocaine?”

“Y/n, congrats, darling.” Gemma hugged her.

“Oh Gemma, thanks.”

“You’ll be the greatest parents and i’m gonna be the greatest aunt.”

The three laughed. “I’m pretty sure you’ll be, Gem”

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oldmemoria · 7 months

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caught up with cringetober because I literally forgot to do it, individuals and explanations under cut

Day 1: Heterochromia I’ve come to the revaluation that my sona is already cringe as hell considering not only can his entire body change color but he also has differently colored eyes as a staple of his design. They’re usually yellow and blue but this time I color picked the blue from the trans flag and the mint from the Vincian flag for this color palette, it turned out really pretty :)

Day 2: Self Insert Now she isn’t my self insert anymore, but back in the day when I was at “peak cringe” she definitely was. This is my warriors OC Icypelt and I have a post going over part of her story on my profile somewhere. She’s been through a lot and I think her modern design is very pretty :)

Day 3: Unnecessarily complex fit/design Spider scene is kinda infamous in my brain for having wayyy too much detail but I love them and I think this might be my favorite one out of this batch, super cute, the pose is really cute and the colors are nice and fits her really well :D

day 4: Angel x Devil inevitable MCR reference ik, Helena and Revenge, love them dearly. Poor revenge man this one is cute and looks like a sticker!!

Day 6 (I skipped day 5 because I didn’t want to open up ms paint today): neko i kinda hate this one but cat Gerard yay

Day 7: Pinterest base at first I wanted to draw hobie in place of Gwen but I remembered that I haven’t really drawn Mikey with her even though they’re supposed to be friends so I drew her instead. Idk. The height difference is not accurate because of that but Jumping Spider is small because he’s based on a jumping spider and those are tiny who would have thought

Day 8: tumblr sexyman i have never played undertale a day in my life i just know a lot of people wanted to jump sans’ bones

day 9: Crossover ship/rarepair OH BOY THIS ONE GOES KIND OF HARD AND IM EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT BECAUSE THEY KIND OF WORK FOR EACH OTHER UM MIGUEL OHARA X CLOTTED CREAM COOKIE IM INSANE OMG-

day 10: fursona i already have a fursona I already drew and yes I colorpicked from the lesbian flag how could you tell /j

Day 11: Yandere LYLA is technically canonically a yandere because spoiler alert she tried to kill Miguel’s fiancé via overheating her in the shower (essentially literally boiling her like a lobster) because she was “in love” with him (she said if she did have autonomy and had feelings the would be in love with him but she doesn’t but idk who knows I don’t).

day 12: niche interest ik MCR isn’t exactly “niche” but the black parades story in particular has always caught my interest and I have my own interpretation of it and a whole kind of story I’m still developing and character arcs and headcanons and interactions and yeah you get it, death in particular has evolved into god knows an OC on his own I just keep him attached to MCR because… it makes more sense that way, ig-

day 13: creepypasta does this count- whatever grimdark is just the same thing as a creepypasta- I’m not really in the MLP fandom anymore but it was my first ever “fandom” I was actually apart of. My first hyperfixation if you will. I wasn’t in the grimdark part of the fandom because I was too young for it but I was actually watching the izzzyzzz grimdark video and I was like “oh” and drew a rainbow factory Rainbowdash. Honestly I should draw ponies more they’re fun to draw

Day 14: candygore (?) im not good at drawing candygore and since I was rushing this o didn’t do it as well as I thought I can, but it still turned out pretty cool

Day 15: song lyrics aaaa inevitable hesitant alien drawing this one turned out so cute!! The colors and the sparkle eek so cute aaa action cat lyrics I’m breaking down right in front of you I’m sorry

planning on doing the rest of the month now, maybe not exactly on time since I’m still in school but I’ll try to get 31 drawings out by Halloween. Love the idea of cringetober because I just love all things cringe. Ack this is so good

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kcyars520 · 11 months

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‘Vanderpump Rules’ Finale Reveals Scandoval’s Brutal Aftermath

Season 10 finale of the Bravo reality series saw Tom Sandoval and Raquel Leviss’ affair get exposed via some of the rawest exchanges you’ve ever seen

Marlow SternMay 17, 2023

Season 10 finale of the Bravo reality series saw Tom Sandoval and Raquel Leviss’ affair get exposed via some of the rawest exchanges you’ve ever seen

If there is one big takeaway from Vanderpump Rules, other than that you should never allow your fella to go on a guys’ trip to Vegas or give Katie Maloneytequila, it’s this: LA men are the worst. They are by and large an unruly mob of deceitful, lecherous, ignorant, hard-partying narcissists who only care about the next shiny thing. They’re like the Jan. 6 insurrectionists if they were all hypebeast dorks armed with vape pens and the Capitol was an IG influencer’s panties. And among these Angeleno d-bags, Tom Sandoval stands alone — an empty vessel of a man who is only interested in feeding his outsized ego. His partner in life and business, Tom Schwartz, is a Renfieldian yes man who allows Sandoval to steamroll him at every possible turn. If he feels his closest friends or girlfriend are outshining him (see: Ariana’s cocktail book, Stassi’s book party at TomTom) he will either bully his way in or throw a puerile hissy fit. If you so much as question his nefarious methods, he’ll mutter a few “dude’s” and “fuck-off’s” before turning it right back on you. He is seemingly incapable of accountability or empathy, and, to quote Kentucky belle Brittany Cartwright, he can rawt in hail.

With that said, we’ve finally arrived at the Season Ten finale of Vanderpump Rules and the aftermath of “Scandoval.” For the uninitiated, “Scandoval” refers to a tectonic plate-shifting event wherein Sandoval conducted a clandestine months-long affair with Raquel Leviss, the best friend and confidant of Sandoval’s partner of nearly a decade, Ariana Madix — an elfin, extraordinarily loyal former sketch comic and the closest thing the show has to a moral conscience. To make matters worse, Sandoval and Ariana had recently purchased a pricey home together and were in the process of fertilizing embryos; Sandoval had previously helped plan a luxe engagement party on the Coachella grounds for Raquel and his good mate, DJ James Kennedy; Raquel’s been aggressively pursuing Sandoval’s BFF Schwartz on camera, in either a case of deliberate misdirection or a clumsy stab at making him jealous; Sandoval had turned Ariana against her bestie and business partner, Katie, over the Raquel-Schwartz imbroglio; and Ariana had just lost her beloved dog and grandmother in quick succession. Oh, and Ariana learned of the affair by stumbling upon a saved FaceTime video on Sandoval’s phone of him and Raquel masturbating to each other.

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Last week’s penultimate episode was supposed to be the original season finale, but once the affair came to light in March, Bravo picked up filming to capture the fallout. And now we have one more messy, messy episode. The devil works hard but Andy Cohen works harder.

When we last left the crew, Raquel confronted Katie (and shaded her delightful mom) over her weird Schwartz offensive at SUR, causing Katie to go full Mob Wives on her (it was glorious), Sandoval to curiously rush to Raquel’s defense, and Ariana to cry on Lisa Vanderpump’s shoulder because she felt caught in the crossfire. Earlier, Sandoval attempted to guilt-trip Ariana over them not having sex even though, between opening his strip-mall tiki bar Schwartz & Sandy’s, butchering famous songs with his cover band Tom Sandoval & the Most Extras, and sneaking around to bang Raquel, he’s been checked out of their relationship for the better part of a year. The audacity.

Episode 15 of this season, titled “#Scandoval,” opens with Ariana and Sandoval both describing the moment Ariana discovered that Sandoval and Raquel were having an affair the likes of which we’ve never seen on reality TV before. As the story goes, Sandoval was performing with his joke of a cover band at his bar TomTom — which he owns 5% of but thinks it’s 100% — when his phone fell out of his pocket. Someone handed it to Ariana, and she went through it.

“In his camera roll I found a screen recording of Raquel and Tom on FaceTime. My stomach dropped into my fucking ass,” recalls Ariana. (This is the aforementioned video of the two getting their rocks off to each other, which Sandoval apparently recorded, which is very sucio, and deposited into his spank bank.)

Raquel was in New York City filming Watch What Happens Live with Scheana and, after Ariana texted her about her findings, Scheana remembers how Raquel nonchalantly turned to her and said, “Yeah… Sandoval and I have been having an affair for seven months. Ariana just found out.” Scheana, who’s been one of Raquel’s most ardent defenders, is flabbergasted. There’s no way Raquel could hang a TV in under seven minutes, that’s for damn sure.

We return to Sandoval and his off-putting mustache. He reverts back to his preposterous shtick about how he executed this obscene betrayal because him and Ariana weren’t “happy” in their relationship, while Ariana doesn’t mince words: “I learned on Wednesday night that there are evil, evil people in this world, and sometimes they’re the people closest to you — and you have no idea.”

These two LA strivers are still sharing a home, though, presumably because Sandoval has refused to move his ass out. Cut to Ariana chugging wine out of the bottle and commiserating with a friend, while Sandoval stalks around the place in furry sandals with AirPods in like a divorced ghost. Maybe he’s listening to Ben Shapiro, one of the only people on earth with a voice more grating than his.

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“Do you want anything?” Sandoval asks her. “For you to die,” Ariana replies (!).

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It’s been two days since the big reveal, and Ariana shares that Sandoval still “hasn’t said sorry for what you actually did,” which is astonishing even for him. Then, Ariana reads him for filth:

“I’ve been with you for nine years. Back when you lived with Schwartz we became friends, when you were literally fucking, like, wearing combat boots and skinny jeans and didn’t have a dime to your name, driving a 1997 Honda Civic. I loved you then when you had nothing. You got a little bit of money, a little bar, a little band, and then this girl is gonna act enamored with you, like, ‘Oh my god, I’m so, oh…’ Because that’s what you want, right? You want someone to just gas you up. That girl is searching for identity in men. She has no identity of her own. She’s willing to stoop so low as to fuck one of her best friends’ life partners, and that’s someone you think is, like, a good person you should be around?”

A Mortal Kombat-worthy Fatality from Ariana, and what we all needed to hear.

“Me and Raquel became, like, really good friends,” mumbles Sandoval, ever the gaslighting weasel.

“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT FUCKING RAQUEL!” Ariana screams, drowning out his whine. “YOUR FRIENDSHIP IS FUCKING BULLSHIT!”

“NO, IT’S FUCKING NOT!” Sandoval shouts back, adding, “Well, guess what? It’s real because she treats me with fucking respect — something I haven’t gotten from you in a long time.”

Sandoval proceeds to emptily complain about how the relationship had run its course, they “had no sex life,” and he’d lost his “mojo.” (What is this Austin Powers shit?) He, as is his wont, refuses to take responsibility for the terrible thing he did and proceeds to exhaustingly justify the unjustifiable.

So, Ariana comes back for seconds:

“I regret every moment that I stood up for you, defended you, supported you. You’re worth nothing. And I want you to feel that deep in your soul. I want you to hear those words coming from the mouth of the woman who stood by you, and loved you, and was ready to build the rest of my life around you. Hear my words and know that that’s how I feel about you. I regret ever loving you. Any last words before we never speak again?”

All of this, by the way, has transpired within the first ten minutes of the episode. This thing has more wall-to-wall action than the opening of Face/Off, which boasted a child being accidentally assassinated at a Griffith Park carnival (?), Nic Cage planting a nuclear bomb in DTLA disguised as a horny priest, and Nic Cage feeding peaches to a honey-trap FBI agent who’s curiously dressed like Martha Stewart — before shooting her in the back.

But alas, I digress.

Next, we see Sandoval enter Schwartz’s sad breakup apartment — the very place where he would often get down with Raquel — and witness Sandoval, sporting gold lightning-bolt earrings for fuck’s sake, hug Schwartz whilst pushing out some of the most fraudulent tears ever put to screen. Schwartz has, by his own admission, known about the affair since the summer, so this entire exchange feels bogus. The big takeway, I suppose, is that Sandoval continues to try and blame Ariana for his ugly misdeed, and Schwartz is still a spineless coward who refuses to check his guy and is mostly preoccupied with how their bar, Schwartz & Sandy’s, is being review-bombed on Yelp. (May I remind you that Sandoval “borrowed” $250K from his firefighter-mom’s retirement fund to help bankroll the very bar whose reputation he lit on fire?)

Ariana’s pals console her at her home. Scheana is among them, even though Scheana firmly backed her influencer-pal Raquel in Randoval’s twisted campaign to tear Katie and Ariana apart, and has been far more invested in adopting penguins for twenty-something fuckboys than having her girls’ backs. Ariana reveals that Raquel told her the affair began after the girls’ trip to Vegas/Havasu — right after Ariana’s dog, Charlotte, died — and that Raquel said they’d only kissed after boys’ night at the Mondrian, but Sandoval, when pressed, admitted that the two “fucked in her car that night,” with Ariana adding, “And he didn’t have a key to get in [the house], so he had to ring the doorbell and I had to let him in.” Even Katie is speechless. Give this lady a few shots of Clase Azul and her mobile and let her cook.

Scheana tells the group that, post-Watch What Happens Live, she shoved Raquel after learning of the affair, and Raquel is claiming she punched her. In a truly hilarious moment, Scheana claims this is an impossibility because she can’t make a fist with her long nails, while making a fist with her long nails. Ariana’s pal Logan grabs the wooden penis flute from Playa Del Carmen, which has apparently been displayed on Sandoval and Ariana’s living room shelf like an Academy Award (Rihanna did call it “easily the best clip on TV,” after all) — and breaks it in two over his knee. Very on the nose! Then again, so was that cursed penis flute.

The action turns to DJ James Kennedy and Ally the aspiring astrologer. DJ James Kennedy says he isn’t mad at Raquel, but rather Sandoval for being a “backstabber.” This is pretty rich stuff coming from DJ James Kennedy, since we all know he went behind Sandoval’s back to shtup Kristen — “in my bed… with my condoms,” Sandoval once said — right after the two had broken up and when he was about to move in with Sandoval so they could make unbearable music together. He’s also a vile, crybaby misogynist. So, he can sit this one out.

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Cue Lala, who cuts through the BS as always: “He did this to Kristen. He did it to Ariana. And guess what? He got bored with Ariana, he wants to go be with the sloppy drunk — and she’s fun — and he got off on the fact that he could sneak around. You think this is the first time he’s been creepin’ around?”

She continues: “I think that Tom has been hooking up with a lot of people. A few years ago, I heard the rumors that Tom and Billie Lee go off and do whatever they go and do. We need to open that case back up. It got cold, and I don’t think it need to be cold no more!” Put Detectives Lala and Kristen on this immediately. (Billie Lee is the trans SUR hostess who popped up in Seasons Six and Seven.)

Sandoval and Raquel meet up at her apartment, and she has her Galaxy Night Light on, making the whole exchange resemble a scene out of Spring Breakers, but a whole lot dumber. Raquel might be the worst brand ambassador for the Galaxy Night Light ever, and that’s really saying something. They say they love each other, but, like most of the words out of these two conceited people’s mouths, it doesn’t ring sincere in the slightest. The sequence as a whole is more cringe than the leg-knife selfie Scheana snapped in Playa.

In her one-on-one interview, Raquel, who has a tiny scratch on her face and a slight bruise under her eye yet is acting like she went 12 rounds with Canelo Álvarez, says, “I was just so curious to know what it would be like to be physical with someone that you love, because I already knew that I loved him as a friend, and I’ve never had sex like that before. I should have completely removed myself from the situation, but I did not have the willpower to not see him.” Yuck. Tom Sandoval isn’t capable of loving anyone other than himself, Rachel.

After this nauseating display, we are transported to Heaven — Villa Rosa, where Lisa Vanderpump is playing with her dog, Puffy. Ariana enters, and Lisa does her best to console her.

“On the other side, there’s going to be something beautiful for you,” LVP says. “You know that.”

Katie confronts Schwartz, who lies through his teeth that he only learned about the affair “a month ago.” Following some light grilling, Schwartz confesses he knew “about the one-night stand” after that night at the Mondrian, which happened last summer, prompting Katie to say, “You’ve been his bitch boy for, like, how many years?” (Get his ass, Katie.)

Enter the OG chaos agent herself, Kristen Doute — who is shot in slow-mo, from the legs-up, like a horror movie villain (in Nike slides!). She greets Ariana and requests “an alcohol.” They venture to Ariana’s backyard, where Doute presents a breakup goodie bag containing a tuning fork, a giant crystal dildo (?), and amethyst. She has Ariana scribble messages on paper about “that which no longer serves you,” only to have her light them on fire and stomp them out. “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, life is beautiful, so slay we must,” Doute chants. It’s The Craft spinoff we never knew we needed.

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Sandoval enters Villa Rosa, and Lisa’s in full-on funereal mode, wearing all black. Sandoval spews more nonsense about a supposed plan to come clean about the affair before the show’s reunion, and Lisa continues to treat Sandoval with kid gloves — just as she’s done for years with DJ James Kennedy. Sandoval pushes out some more fraudulent tears, and Lisa seems to fall for the Daytime Emmy-winning performance, though I doubt anyone else will. “You’re not a bad person, Tom. You just did a bad thing. Make sure you know that,” Lisa tells him, despite all evidence on her show pointing to the contrary. At this point, LVP needs to literally slap some sense into Sandoval, Stassi-style. It’s the only way to get through to him.

All the gals congregate on the rooftop of the trendy Hollywood hotspot Grandmaster Recorders, where Scheana tries to make it all about Scheana by weeping over Raquel’s temporary restraining order against her — but then Katie reveals that she’s made Schwartz join so he can personally apologize to Ariana for his part in Scandoval. Ariana tells Schwartz that Sandoval “apologized to the business before he apologized to me publicly, which is, like, pathetic.” (Hard agree.) Schwartz tries to claim he’s being unfairly “painted as this co-conspirator” in all this drama, even though by all accounts he knew about the Sandoval-Raquel tryst since summer; was sneaking off on double-dates with Kristen’s friend Jo, Sandoval, and Raquel; and the smoking-gun FaceTime video was taken at his apartment.

“Look, I don’t think that you are that person,” Ariana tells him. “But I will not have mutual friends with him. So, I’m not your friend anymore.” (Ariana, he is that person.)

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While everything up to this point has been A1 reality TV, the episode’s coda leaves much to be desired. It ends with Sandoval and Scheana weeping together as she grills him, and Sandoval saying even more terrible, blame-y things about Ariana on-camera that are so shameless they’re not worth repeating here. Why is the final scene of an otherwise gripping hour-plus of television between Sandoval and Scheana? Who cares about the two most self-serving people on Vanderpump Ruleshaving a heart-to-heart? Unless Scheana makes Sandoval and Raquel cameo in one of her music videos as punishment, I don’t wanna hear it. How great would it have been if the episode closed with Ariana and Katie opening their lovely-sounding feminist sandwich shop, Something About Her? Or Kristen giving Sandoval the business? For any true sense of closure, we’ll have to tune in to next week’s reunion — the first of three parts, airing weekly through June 7 —where the fireworks will rival Rachella.

Jerry Springer may be dead, but his spirit lives on.

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Can you write for Adrien when he falls in love with the reader when she’s at his game and she sees her for the first time please? He tries everything to find her like insta or twitter and it’s very sweet please ❤️❤️❤️

I really hope you like this❤️

Love at first sight

Adrien’s P.O.V.

We just one against Inter. I’ve been waiting this match for months. Everytime Juventus plays against Inter it feels like the game was made up but not this time. This time we got our revenge and we won 2-0 against them.

And guess what? I scored the first goal.

I was so happy after the match ended that I stayed in the field celebrating with my teammates.

That’s when I saw her.

The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my life.

She was standing there celebrating our victory with her friends.

I started admiring her.

She was so beautiful.

I felt like floating.

I think she saw me looking at her because the moment our eyes connected she smiled at me.

I was in love.

Our mister came on the field telling us that we had to go back to che changing room.

I showered and I changed into some comfier clothes and after a couple of interviews I drove back home.

I was so tired because of the match but at the same time I couldn’t sleep. I saw her everytime I closed my eyes.

She was like a drug.

I couldn’t get her out of my head.

I opened up instagram to see if I could find her.

I looked in the Stadium tag if I could see her but after two hours nothing came up.

I looked at my tag to see if she posted anything but no.

After almost three hours of searching I was giving up till I decided to see my tag in other’s people IG stories.

That’s when I found her.

She posted a video of me scoring the goal and she tagged me.

I wanted to make sure she was 100% her so I started watching her profile and she looked amazing in every picture she posted. Some were selfies, some were pictures with her friends, some were places she visited and concerts she attended.

I decided to play it smart so I reposted her story writing “thank you❤️” next to my tag.

Only ten minutes later she saw the repost and liked my story.

She texted me a few minutes later thanking me for the repost.

“thank you for coming to see the game” i wrote to her.

“it was my first time at the stadium actually” she wrote back

“well…i hope you had fun”

“yes i did, it was great to seeing you playing, i’ve been dreaming this moment all my life, since i’m not from torino this was my only opportunity to see you, i have to come back home tomorrow morning” she texted me back.

So she’s not from here?

Fuck.

This makes everything harder.

I didn’t know what to say.

I really hoped she lived here but she was right.

Juventus is a huge club and has fans from all over the world, it’s normal for people to come to see us even if they don’t live here.

“where are you from?” i texted her.

“i live near venice” she wrote back.

Thank God she lives in Italy.

We talked all night long but eventually I had to go to sleep because the next morning I had practice and she had a train to take.

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It’s been a couple of months and we’ve never stopped texting each other.

It always started with a “good morning ❤️” and always ended with a “good night❤️”.

I was completely in love with her.

She told me she had a couple of days off from work so I invited her here in Torino.

I was picking her up from the train station hoping no one would have seen me, I rather my private life stays private.

I saw her coming out of the train and she looked amazing.

I go towards her and I take her suitcase even if she’s protesting.

“you’re my guest” I say to her before entering my car and driving to my apartment.

Once we’re inside I show her the guest room and she changes into something comfier.

She gets out of the bedroom wearing only a big hoodie and a pair of black leggings.

We sit on the couch and start talking like old friends. Her presence makes me comfortable. It makes me feel loved and cared about.

I could stay here all day but my phone rings telling me that my delivery is outside my door.

We put on a movie and we eat.

“I’m really happy to have you in my life” she says out of nothing and I swear if it wasn’t for the lights off she would have seen my red face.

“Is that so?” I teased her a little bit.

“Yes” she whispered.

“It’s the same for me” I say to her and I see her smiling.

We continue watching the movie when I see her she fell asleep on my shoulder.

I decide to pick her up and bring her to bed when she murmurs something that I can’t understand.

“Stay” she whispered half asleep.

She wanted me to stay with her?

Wouldn’t this make things between un weird?

I wanted to stay with her but I didn’t want to make everything awkward.

“Please?” she says now looking at me.

How could I say no?

I got into the bed with her and she wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her keeping her as close as possible, wishing we could stay like this forever.

I kissed her forehead and then we both drift off to sleep.

When I woke up I realised I wasn’t in my bed and I panicked a little but I remembered everything when I saw her sleeping right next to me.

“Bonjour” i whispered waking her up kissing her cheek.

She smiled at me and looked me straight in the eyes.

“I want this Adrien” she says “I want us”

“I want this too, I fell in love with you the exact moment our eyes met that night at the stadium” I confess her.

She smiled at me remembering that night.

“I thought I was crazy when I saw you looking at me” she confesses.

“You made me crazy y/n”

I looked at her and she looked even more beautiful without make up and with her hair all messed up.

I lower my face so our lips were close but not close enough to kiss.

She’s the one who makes the first move and grabbed my head connecting our lips together.

I put my hands around her waist and I let her sit on my lap.

If this is heaven I want to stay here for the rest of my life.

We continue kissing even if we need air to breathe. She let me go and looked at me in the eyes while she took time to breathe.

“I love you Adri” she says to me while she put her head on my shoulder.

“Je t’aime” I whispered back kissing her head.

We stay like this all morning, wishing this day never ends

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Basically this is what i want to happen when i go to see juventus in march 🤭🤭

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“Why’d you do that?” Pt2

A/N note: erm..part 2 after me going on a “hiatus” for like a year or so..erm..enjoy?

TW: Small mentions of cheating.

Back to present time

Bakugou has found himself quite lost..His stare became somehow empty those red eyes..It has been around a month, and he regrets cheating..He tried to contact you but it seemed that he was blocked on every socials, anything that could make you both talk or see each other.

On your side.

You’ve felt better. You still had that small amount of empathy..You had took a break of dating for a while but then..The romantic partner of you fantasies, came to life. They were anything you could ask for..They were head over heels for you. **They only had eyes for you.** It was a a relationship many people envied. After a while you had decided to take a walk as your lover kissed you goodbye. You walked around and even went to the supermarke , to buy yourself a few Snacks or food that you could eat on your walk. As you picked out what you wanted in the store ,You bumped into someone.

Their smell was oddly Familiar.

You look up to see those pair of infamous red eyes looking back at you. You muttered a small “Sorry.” Before trying to walk off but before you could even leave Bakugou grabbed your wrist. His grip was firm but gentle at the same time..It looked as if he hadn’t slept for days, heck! Even months..He had eye bags. As you took in his appearance you thought “Why do I care..” As he hold your wrist, you slowly look up at him. He opened his mouth before closing it again.it was silent for a while as he then spoke..

“..Look,I’m sorry..I messed up really bad. I know what I did wasn’t right..” He paused for a good while which you couldn’t help but wonder if it was for the effect or he was thinking of a way to formulate his next words. He then start again

“Do you think..**we** could be a thing again?..” he said a glint of hope and slight happiness in his eyes as he saw you for the first time in a while. Admiring your beauty..

but you quickly dismissed it harshly pulling your wrist away from his.

“you want **us** to be together again?! Did that other plastic Chick couldn’t satisfy you enough? Bakugou, no, we can’t..If you didn’t cheat we wouldn’t have this convention right now..You have so much audacity..but I may decline it..I founded someone who would :actually look at me with love. And not other people.” As you stopped talking you could see his through his eyes, his head shattered in pieces..As if you just stabbed his heart, ripped it apart and walk on it multiple times.

He just realized even more. That he had lost an amazing person. Nothing or no one could ever replace you.. Just as you left walking beside him, You swear you heard a faint whisper “Im sorry..I messed up real bad..” but you thought nothing of it.

Days, then weeks, Then months passed by. You were truly happy.Bakugou was still sad ,he tried everything to get his mind off you, he ended up dating an other chick..But it wasn’t right. He was so emotionally and physically distant that the girl left him. The weight on his shoulder got even heavier..

He just gave up; seeing you actually happy, with someone that wasn’t **him.**

𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑒𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒/𝟣𝟣𝟣𝟣 𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈𝒾

A/N note 2: I hope you guys enjoyed!even though it’s short and It probably didn’t make sense since I started writing this at like seven am and did not sleep cause I’m brain dead. Btw I’m actually think of doing a “good ending” version of this were you date Bakugou again but- why would you date someone who cheated? Ig we can say this is the ending where you found someone better and made Bakugo suffer lolz.. An d the other one, well he learned his lesson.<33 hope you have a great day!

*we will see each other soon..I promise it darling~*

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sparkedblaze · 11 months

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Hi I'm starting this only 30 minutes into Livesies

This is gonna take a while. It's too good. I have too many favorite things.

Parts 1 and 3

Usual T/W just in case: cursing, violence

Jack's thinking face

"You mean like a strike?"🙄 ... "YOU HEARD DAVEY WE'RE ON STRIKE"

"Half them strikers is laid up with broke bones"

Things you need to be a union: 1. Membership (Albert's lil salute) 2. Officers (IIIIII nominateJackpresident (he's touched)) 3. A statement of purpose (left in other pants)

"Unioned we stand."

Jack once again channeling Draco to say pockets

THE DELANCEYS

"Ig you do Mr. President"

Albert fidgeting without a thought in the world

Albert's empty ass head

One thought: Fight

How much teeth Davey uses when he says "we got a union"

Jack essentially translating for Davey

Mush cracking his knuckles

"JUST LETEM TRY"

I miss the drums ;-;

Davey's hop off the papes

D A N C E

When shortstop doesn't take it down

ANTHONY ZAS SMILE

Nicholas Masson never knowing what to do with his hands

Squat

Tommy v dramatically wrapping his arm around the gate

"YEAH"

Davey hopping from the ladder

DANCEY DANCE

SPIN

Race: :0 :O :|

March march march march march

wiggle wiggle

YEET

"YOU CAN TELL PULITZER-"

The three different reactions to being thrown out: Les, immediately hopping up and yelling at the guy Jack, trying to find his dignity before he stands Davey, and whatever his dramatic ass is doing

"PULITZER MAY CRACK THE WHIP BUT HE WON'T W H I P US"

ANGY HAT TAKING OFF

Albert literally jumping onto the table.

Finch sitting on top of the back of the chair.

"Over here!"

"Just gimme a wat'a"

"How. did i ever. see that coming?"

Albert: :(

c o n f u s i o n

CRUTCHIE PRETENDING TO PASS AWAY

LES LITERALLY FOLDING HIMSELF IN HALF

TOMMY (WHO WAS STILL STANDING) LOOKING STRAIGHT DOWN AND SINKING BACK INTO HIS CHAIR

ONE OF MY BIGGEST STICKING POINTS FOR AUTISTIC DAVEY JACOBS. HE'S THE ONLY ONE WHO DOESN'T LOOK AWAY WHEN BROOKLYN IS MENTIONED. "Well, he's new." I HEAR YOU SAY SO IS LES. AND HE TOOK THE SOCIAL CUES THAT BROOKLYN ISN'T A PLACE YOU WANT TO BE. NOT ONLY THAT, BUT THIS BOY IS TEN (almost). SO IF ANYTHING HE SHOULD BE HAVING TO BE TOLD THAT BROOKLYN IS DANGEROUS. ESP BC JACK DOESN'T SEEM SCARED OF IT

TY FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK

"Spot Conlon's toif"

"IAIN'TSCAEDONOTOIF"

ELMER AND ROMEO AND RACE TAKING OFF THEIR HATS WHEN KATH GETS THERE

"-hangin' round at the wOild" *hand motions*

Jack hiding behind Davey

Y'all gay asf stop looking at her like that

"You think you have a chance?" Tommy, giving the widdlest nod

"I'll rephrase"

"YOU DON'T GOTTA BE INSULTIN' I got a nickel"

"This is entertaining...so far"

"Methinks the lady needs to be handled by a-" bap bap fix hat vest "-real man."

"How'd she know my name?" "Get outta here" *shove*

Finch hopping onto the table

Them helping Jacobi pick up

Hoppity hoppy hop hop

"cantcha see it in my eyes?"

"Yeah ok"

"W www whasa matta aincha sure?"

"Rather tell ya what I'm hopin' for tonight" bites lip

"TOMORROW-" fuckfuckshitfuckwhatarewedoingtomorrow "-we stop the wagons" thankfuck crisis averted she would've thought I don't know what I'm doing

"Write it good."

"A little hyperbole never hurt anyone"

"If I could just write about it" MOOD

"You poor boys"

WATCH WHAT HAPPENS

"It could practically write itself and let's pray it does"

Kath being an entire writing mood

KATH DOING THE SAME MOVEMENT THEY DO IN SEIZE THE DAY

"PictureahandsomeheroicallycharismaticplainspokenknownothingskirtchasingCOCKYLITTLESONOFA-"

"What a face"

"I'll be twice as good as that SIX MONTHS FROM never" :(

"Just look around at the world we're inheriting And think of the one we'll create THEIR MISTAKE IS THEY GOT OLD THAT IS NOT A MISTAKE WE'LL BE MAKING"

Davey making jokes about Brooklyn showing up at the worst time is further proof that Davey is autistic plznfanku

"Queens will be right here backin' us up-" :D "-as soon as we get the nod from Brooklyn" D:

THE FUCKING DELANCEYS

"My SKULLBUSTIN' ARM"

The Camp Rock 2 song playing in my head every time I hear Jack say 'we can't back down'

Iain. Young's. Rat. Face.

Les leaning against the gate. 0 fucks given.

Lettuce

BEN COOK'S GIGGLE WHEN CRUTCHIE COMES UP WITH HIS SIGN

JACK HOLDING CRUTCHIE'S CHEEKS

Jojo's dramatic ass look WHEN DAVEY IS TALKING ABOUT COURAGE PFFFFF

THE ANGRIER DAVEY GETS THE MORE TEETH HE USES

IDK IF THAT MAKES SENSE BUT JUST WATCH

Jack leaning on Finch's head

"Broddas"

"We doin' this?"

"Once we've begun, if we stand as one, someday become somehow"

Ben Fankhauser's voice

"And a prayer becomes a vow"

"AND THE STRIKE STARTS RIGHT DAMN NOW"

"The boids are singin' "

I LIKE THAT THEY HAVE 'BLINK' (I say his name loosely) SCABBING. IT'S KIND OF A NOD TO THE ACTUAL KID BLINK AND I JUST THINK IT'S REALLY NEAT

SMALLS BEING SO ANGRY AT BEING STOPPED

ANDY'S HAT IS ALSO BACKWARDS?????

T O G E D D A

>:(

Tommy. Boy's. Arms.

Jack's entire speech

"Pleeeeaaaaase"

Tommy, marching up to Jack Davey: Les get behind me idk what I can do except be a human shield

"I'm with ya" Everyone: :000000000000

Tommy's pose as he hands his bag back

Nicholas Masson not knowing what to do with his arms pt 2

LES'S LIL HAND MOTION DURING 'UNITED'

"Who are you gonna trust? Them? Or them?"

WHY DOES TOMMY BOY LOOK SNIPER UP AND DOWN LIKE THAT????

"Y E A H"

Now showing: Jeremy Jordan's Jack's inability to dance

"LET'S SHOW 'EM FELLAS"

"HUT"

Right left right "HYA"

Kiss

THEY'RE SO FUCKING TALENTED

JESUS

Spinny spinny spin

"Ya see this Mista Pulitzah?!"

"C'MON FELLAS" -Buttons

T A L E N T

WAISCOAT GUY HAS THE CHILD (I think about this all the time)

THE FIGHTING WITH THE DELANCEYS

LES BONKING THEIR HEADS TOGETHER

DAVEY PICKING HIM UP AND PUTTING HIM ON HIS SHOULDER IN CELEBRATION

"CHARGE"

Do I need to say it?

Do I need to put it here?

Probably not

BenCookkickinghimselfintheface

Jumping over the homies

spin

BIG STEP

Jump

TOMMY BEING IN SPAIN WITHOUT THE A

TRICKS

TRICKY TRICKS

CRUTCHIE TRICK

JOJO TRICKY TRICKY

P R O J E C T I O N S

"NEWSIES FOREVERRRRRR"

RIPPING THE PAPES

FUCK THEM PAPERS

Jack having to stop Mush

Pushing a cart into bad guys with bae

"Stay down!" Les immediately meerkatting back up

MORRIS JUMPING OFF STAIRS AGAIN

ROMEO NOOOOOO

Les s l i d e

DAVEY NOOOOOOOO

"JACK WAIT FOR ME" "Where d'ya think you're goin'?" "JACK HELP-ROMEO-FINCH" HIS VOICE CRACKING MAKES ME FUCKING SOB

THE ANGLE OF SNYDER BEATING CRUTCHIE

FUCK

CRUTCHIE YOUR HAT

Jack's mini tantrum before Santa Fe

"Newsies CRUSHED AS BULLS ATTACK"

"Thanks to GOOD OL CAP'N JACK"

IK HE PROBABLY KIND OF OVERPLAYS IT AT LEAST A LITTLE BUT I LOVE HOW OUT OF BREATH JACK IS

"Dreams come true Yeah they do"

GRARARARAR CHARACTER LIMIT RARRRAR

#newsies #livesies #my favorite things about newsies #my favorite livesies things

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devil-doll13 · 1 year

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Stay Clean

Tw: Mentions of Death/Murder, maybe eating people ig lol

(I just wanna preface this by saying I know basically next to nothing about fixing cars or motorcycles lol so if there are any inaccuracies I apologise for that!)

Horror/Slasher Oc writing for Maxwell “Max” Holt

Dividers by firefly-graphics

“… missing case last night has been reported to local law enforcement. Identified as North Carolina-born Mark Fisher, the 33 year old was last seen drinking at a bar in Downings before he disappeared without a trace. This again marks another in a series of disappearances that has concerned the public, with some expressing worries that it is the work of a serial killer or a human trafficking ring. Police are still investigating if these cases are conne-“

Max groaned and fiddled with the knob of the radio, a dusty yellow rag over his hand to prevent the grease from staining it. Switching over to the local rock station, he smiled as Motörhead’s ‘Stay Clean’ replaced the uncomfortable chatter of the news; Lemmy’s thundering bass was always more reassuring to hear.

Especially now, the small voice in his head whispered to him. He was reminded of exactly what he did last night; an impulse brought on at least in part by his victim’s poor treatment of Debbie, the waitress at his favourite diner. It might not have been the wisest idea to kill again after the last time, but at least now his hunger pangs had subsided. With Mark he’d sated them till’ the next month.

Shaking his head to disperse those thoughts, Max’s hands came to rest again on the shiny bronze chrome of the Chevrolet in front of him. She’d come in with a nasty dent in her bumper from a collision. Thankfully nothing serious, but the guy had mentioned she just up and stopped on him. Not a problem you’d really want to ignore either way. His boss Jerry had her first, mentioned ‘some issue with the fan-belt’ he’d sorted out. She just needed some little fixes and then she’d be good to go, he’d said.

Max gave her engine another look over, wanting to be sure he’d gotten everything. Any other issues would probably show up when he started her up in a test-drive later. His keen ears picked up everything, so he knew when a car didn’t sound right. It was something Jerry had no idea Max got from his lycanthropy; he only knew it was another helpful addition to his toolkit when he hired him.

“… Max!” For a second he thought he heard a voice shouting over the din and he raised his head. By the office door of the workshop was his coworker, Leo, leaning against a cluttered tool cabinet. Max turned down the radio a tad.

“Oh, yeah, Leo. What’s up?” Max perked up a bit at the appearance of his work buddy, the only other person employed at the shop aside from him.

The younger man seemed to be preparing himself to ask him a question. Leo was a bit of a nervous type, so Max was used to the way he tended to need reassurance now and again. He seemed to try and wring his hands out on an oil-stained tank top, a futile endeavour.

“Hey man, just double-checking to be sure… You’re still free for our campaign on Saturday night, right?”

“Yeah!” He exclaimed with a toothy grin, sharp canines on display.

The subject of D&D had come up in a conversation over drinks the other night. He had reminisced over playing with his friends back in highschool and Leo expressed a desire to learn more about the game. Max was excited at the prospect of playing again, and gladly offered to teach him and his two younger sisters the joys of D&D. In all honesty, he really missed it. It had been years since he properly sat down and played at a real table. Although he’d probably be the DM so he could guide them in their first campaign, the thought still made him giddy inside.

“I got somethin’ brewing up that’s more beginner friendly” Max continued, blue eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. He took his hands off the car to gesture wildly, an old habit “I’m a bit rusty myself after so long not havin’ played, so I could probably use a good refresher too.” He admitted with a wry quirk of the lip.

“Thanks for letting me know… Joan an’ Jessie are real excited about the whole thing. Wouldn’t stop badgerin’ me about it an’ asking me if you were still comin.’” Leo scratched the back of his neck, seeming eager to shift the blame onto the twins.

“Not that I’m not lookin’ forward to it too!” He added hastily, big brown eyes as wide as saucers.

“Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna miss something like that.” Max assured him, chuckling. Leo nodded bashfully, then cast his gaze over to inspect the Chevrolet still docked in the workshop lift.

“…Front tire on that’s gonna need a bit of pumpin.’ I’ll go get er.’” Then he ducked back in to look for the necessary equipment.

That was Leo: real shy, but good with cars.

After work Max peeled off his grimy coveralls, replacing them with his usual washed out denim jeans and a black leather jacket. It was approaching Summer, and the warm sun beat down on the cracked pavement. Still, a cool spring breeze necessitated extra layers. Especially with his ride…

He rounded the corner toward where he’d left her, and he smiled as she came into view; his beloved Harley Davidson. Her glossy red paint was unmistakable, metal exhaust pipes gleaming in the sunlight.

He felt no shame in admitting she was his pride and joy; he had fixed her up himself, and she’d been with him for years now. Feeling the wind whip past him as he went 20 over the speed limit on the back of her was exhilarating beyond all words could express.

Max jogged over and fished his keys out of his pocket, resting his palm on the black leathered handlebar. A dark-visored helmet rested on the seat. Snatching it up, he shook his hair out of his ponytail, his tousled blond curls still damp from sweat.

He kicked his leg over to start the girl up, and soon the fierce growl of her engine reverberated through his bones. She purred mightily, spitting fumes all the way down the road as he headed back home.

As he came up to his house Max was pleasantly surprised to see Jack’s rusty blue pickup truck parked in the driveway. He definitely hadn’t been expecting him. Of course, Jack wasn’t the type to give prior notice before he called in, (Maybe that would dampen his mysterious appeal) so Max just gave him his own key so he could come and go as he pleased. Now he was used to receiving random visits from the elder lycan.

Max could see the dim light of his television through the window as he parked beside Jack’s truck, so he hurried to unlock the door and catch up with him.

“Hey, Jack!” He called out cheerfully as he hung up his jacket. There was no answer from the taciturn Jack. Max was used to that too.

Entering the kitchen, he saw the silver-haired man standing in the doorway to his living room. He was watching Judge Judy with a beer in his hand, technicolour light reflecting off his wolfish golden eyes.

“How are ya?” He tried again.

No response. Jack kept his eyes on the TV as he took a swig of the bottle.

Max shrugged and opened the door to his mini fridge, pulling out a cold beer of his own. A sharp hiss cut through the air as he pried off the bottle cap. He tried to ignore the tension in the air as he gulped down a mouthful. It tasted less refreshing than it should have.

Jack swivelled his head around, slowly, to look at him from out of the corner of his eye. There was an old scar on his face, one he never spoke about.

“Heard what ya did on the news…” He finally said.

Max froze. He felt his whole body tense up instinctively before he forced himself to relax. Jack knew. Jack understood; he wrestled with the same urges. All lycanthropes did. Still, they’d had a silent agreement never to speak of what he did.

“...Yeah?” His voice came out quietly, treading carefully.

Jack turned his attention back to the TV again, leaving him to stare down at the floor

Max resisted the urge to sigh. This is what he hated the most: the long, drawn out scoldings.

“… I don’t disagree with the choice you made. If anything, that man probably had it comin.’” That made Max look back up again, hopefully.

“But kiddo, there are consequences to livin’ like we do. Don’t forget that.”

Jack sent a pointed look his way, “Jus’ don’t get caught… Keep your nose clean, ya hear me?” He reached out a rough, calloused hand to pat Max on the shoulder. A little harder than necessary, perhaps for emphasis.

Max nodded obediently, swallowing the lump of beer in his throat. He supposed that wasn’t so much of a scolding as it was advice. Jack seemed to feel some responsibility for any mistakes Max made. Compared to him, he was only a pup, after all. And he had lived a long life, longer than any human could hope to live.

The rest of the night there was no more talk of the killings, which Max was grateful for. He offered to cook dinner for the two of them, and they ended up reminiscing again about the silly things he used to do when Jack first met him. Max grew lively again, recounting older stories from his childhood when he was even more of an idiot. This amused Jack greatly, even drawing out a rare chuckle from the older man.

Later he watched Jack’s truck kick dirt up on its way out of his driveway and down the road, waving goodbye as his words from earlier echoed in his mind.

Keep your nose clean, he’d said. He knew that he was just trying to tell him to be careful, and not attract too much attention with his meals.

He knew he wouldn’t stop doing it. He couldn’t. The world would be better off in the end, he convinced himself. But it was his accursed hunger that really controlled him in the end. He decided he’d continue to kill and feast on assholes like Mark, but after that he’d lick his chops and leave no evidence; otherwise his peaceful life in Downings would be over. Just like before.

Max wasn’t given to brooding over his problems either way, so he resolved to think no more of it for now. Instead he set himself about a far more appealing pastime: setting up his new campaign for Saturday…

(Taglist: @rottent33th, @slaasherslut, @goldrose-star, @the-pinstriped-hood, @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better)

#I hope ya’ll enjoy this lil introduction to him #he is fun and easier than Abigail to write tbh #I wanted to make the town feel alive will lots of people in it #Maxwell Holt #Max #Maxwell Holt oc #fanfic #my writing #my stuff

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adobodemon · 4 months

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New Years Resolution Manifestation Rant Listicles

and yes I'll put it under Read More for all of our sakes. Happy New Year 2014 everbody!!

Prelude: Who I want to be

lemme be real for a sec. I am going to be turning a serious age this year. rhymes with flirty. I have had time to get grown but now it's time to get wise! It's time for me to get behind the wheel of my life again. I felt like I was behind it 4 years ago but We All Know What Happened. It Is Happening To All Us. Coming back home to my parents stunted my growth a little and also I feel it erode at my current friendships. I feel like I'm doing a good job of improving myself, but this year I need to improve my relationship to others. So yeah in short, less autopilot, more hangouts with friends, less overwork, more hobbies...

How will I go from Consoomer and Doomer to Improover and Dooer?

1. Be more consistent with what I want to practice - that goes for working out, digital art, other hobbies I may want to pick up... saw a Tiktok once saying that we need to pick up slow activities again bc clearly, the need to be instantly gratified has poisoned almost every aspect of our lives. InstaGrat also helps us be in autopilot a lot easier, we can't think, we can't breathe, we can't taste our food before swallowing it down. this year I'm going to change that by planting a lot of seeds that I may not see bloom for weeks, months, years even!

2. Approach people with curiosity - not the best communicator as I've said many different times on this blog. I always catch myself trying to make the conversation about myself and how I can relate to it instead of asking the other person more about themselves or what they think. I've seen enough thinkpieces on other sites recommend this that I might as well try it for myself and see how it works out.

3. Get off my damn phone - already made steps towards this! Tiktok and IG are gone from my phone, whenever I go into a huge timesink like Tumblr (sorry) or Discord I set it up so I get an annoying pop-up telling me all the other things I could be doing! (I will share this Shortcut w anyone who needs it, iPhone exclusive tho sorry)

4. Appreciate all the stuff I have - while I am nowhere need as bad as my mom who needs to go to Burlington and buy 3 whatchamacallits or else she has a nervous Boomer breakdown, I do admit I own and have access to a lot of things I take for granted, like books, games, tools like my iPad, PC, etc. I will fight against analysis paralysis, I will squeeze the life out of all that I own, I won't spend another day bored inside my head if I don't have to.

5. Collect. Organize. Do. - one of my oomfs indirectly changed my Youtube algorithm for the good and I've been getting a lot of videos from Improovtube. skimmed through a video that suggested a neat system for getting things done: Collect your thoughts and desires. Organize your tasks. Do the things that make it happen. and just like that every self improvement book I've read is useless. lol no but really it's crazy that that's all it boils down to. I will investigate more on this system but for now this seems like a good modus operandi.

Epilogue: Specific non-specific goals

Completing my year long art practice regimen

Reading more of my physical books and manga (and I get to see their spines when I finish :D)

Bigger boobs

Becoming a homeowner

Homoeroticism

Going to at least 5 group activities and meeting new people there

#anthy&tea #anthy's goals 2024 #the_yearly_goal_post

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good day ladiest lazagna i would like to throw either of the de la Cruz siblings your way. and perhaps kosuke for shits and giggles

Guys you've GOTTA stop throwing these people. They are just little guys😔

Essi seems like a People Person, so I can see her getting along swimmingly with the gals (except maybe Kylie... they've got beef...) BUT ANYWAY yeah she's a classic girlypop blader, I can see her going out with the ladies, getting some (virgin) mimosas, watching the Barbie movie, uniting against some ruffians causing trouble in the street, etc. And then a SLEEPOVER :D where everyone reveals their deep-seated insecurities and gets a MAKEOVER :D She'd likely get on best with Madina, since she likes to just chill and have a little goof. Maybe make fun of her if that early crush on Gingka thing is still canon.

Axyl is a very o_o. We've dealt with o_o before so first and foremost we're deploying Madina to make funny faces and send funny memes. Her humour relies quite heavily on sarcasm and the internet culture of six months ago, so whether or not Axyl likes her is up to the fates ig. They could watch some funny little autistic shows together maybe; Madina's the kind of guy to just let people infodump and half keep up with what they're saying. Kylie could invite him to pet her dogs to try and make a connection... Does Axyl like dogs... if so then they may be bestowed a little paper tiara. Maybe they can even come and see her wide collection of little trinkets and doodads. Ashanti may just pick him up by the scruff of their neck like a kitten and place them down in front of Zhouxing.

Kosuke... I'm not gonna lie I think they'd all get fuckin pissed off at them. The Beyblade world is not lacking in its snarky smirking fellas, and my girls have just about had it up to here with the lot of them. Madina may resort to violence as she tends to do with a lot of the Beyblade cast. Ashanti's better at ignoring people in general, and Kylie's not gonna throw the first punch but she will screech at unholy frequencies.

#took a sharp turn at the end there #mfb oc #mfb original character #oc kylie cook #oc madina ndukwe #oc ashanti savage #lazagna ocs #oc ask game

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vacantgodling · 1 year

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GETTING TO KNOW JIHAN AND HUE

tagging @calicojackofficial & @an-elegant-void bc they fuel me tm

this is gonna be long but a bunch of questions about jihan & hue’s relationship i’ve answered and compiled here! feel free to ask me more or just sop it up like a sponge lmaooo

1. Describe their first date.

jihan asked hue out after probably 6 months of dancing around one another once they were formally introduced. they went to a bowling alley, absolutely shouted and screamed and got mad competitive (the whole alley was up in arms about this match lol) and then they left laughing hand in hand. then they went stargazing and hue fell asleep on jihan’s chest and jihan was like wow ig i’m in love PFF.

2. Who wakes up early/Who sleeps in late?

lmao they’re both nocturnal. hue tends to wake up earlier though, usually to help the girls with school. jihan is a sleepy boy :D

3. What was their first impression of each other?

hue was super attracted to jihan off the bat but said absolutely NOTHING lol. jihan also had a bit of a different look back then (slicked back hair that was darker, clean shaven, bit of a punker style, he settled into the look he has now lol.) even jihan licking the blood off his fingers like he was like “ishouldnotfindthisattractiveishouldnotfindthisattractive—”

jihan thought hue was cute but was worried that he was lost or wanted to fight him since he was staring at him so hard lol.

4. Who initiates affection? Why does the other not initiate affection as much?

both of them are extremely affectionate with one another i don’t think there’s any hesitation in that regard, but that’s kind of what happens when you’ve been with someone for as long as they have lol. they’re extremely comfortable.

5. Do they argue often? If so, what do they argue about?

they rarely argue. they’ve had a few before, about the kids and just random shit that they both got too proud to apologize for.

6. How do they make up/apologize after an argument?

they usually have in depth convos where they try to pinpoint where the problem was and talk out their sides and apologize once they truly understand where the other person was coming from. then they either go on a date, cuddle, or fuck, depending on the situation lol.

7. How often do they say “I love you”?

not insanely often, though jihan is more likely to say it aloud.

8. What do they love most about the other? Why?

hue loves jihan’s wisdom—for a variety of reasons (some are related to the bedroom LOL). but really, he loves how jihan is patient and observant, and knows. it helps him feel secure in forging his own path by having someone who can support him without having to use words, just understanding.

jihan loves hue’s stability. he never thought he’d be interested in being tied down—and while he’s had loves in the past, he’s never gone and started a fucking family with any of them.

9. What do they dislike most about the other? Why?

neither are dislikes born of malice but hue hates that jihan is immortal and jihan is frustrated when hue tries to shoulder everything on his own instead of letting him share the weight of things weighing on him.

10. Do they share any hobbies or interests? How do these things bring them together?

they share a good chunk of things in common. games, sports, and adrenaline seeking are a big thing for them. but they also kind of picked up on each others hobbies too? hue likes strategy and intellectual things like reading which jihan can be a bit bored to do. but audio books and hue reading to him have definitely gotten him into it, as well as movies and cinema. jihan also didn’t pick up cooking until hue bc there was no reason but the methodical process and plating really strikes his fancy. jihan is a traveler and hue has never been interested in it before him. jihan is also a collector of random facts and experiences and it grows on hue too. he’s also not particularly artistic but jihan is very good (he’s had centuries of practice lol). but doing wine and art events has warmed hue up to it. it helps them learn more about what they each value and how they see the world, but they’re both pretty open to trying new things generally :)

11. How do they feel about nicknames/pet names? If they like them, what pet names do they use? If they hate them, why do they feel that way?

funnily enough neither of them are huge nickname or pet name people. at most hue will call jihan “han” (which is different than everyone else who calls him ji and jihan isn’t fond of anyone aside from hue calling him that lol). whereas, at most, jihan calls hue “babe” but even that alone makes hue’s face get red lol. neither of them hate pet names or anything i just don’t think they think about them. + their names are pretty straightforward so there’s no like Super Obvious ones lol.

12. Do they have a difficult time when separated from each other, or are they fairly independent?

when they were married, it was pretty easy for them to be separate from each other because the security that they had in each other and their relationship was extremely strong. divorced its really difficult t.

13. How do they keep in contact when they’re apart? Do they write letters, talk on the phone, or simply wait out the time?

usually phone, through texting or calling—the joys of modern tech. they haven’t really been apart much for any extended period of time until the divorce so lol.

14. Do they enjoy PDA, or are they more private with affection?

while its pretty obvious they’re in a relationship together, they don’t really do MUCH pda that’s beyond like, hand holding or pecks on the cheek/chaste kisses in public unless they’re alone. it’s not that they’re private so much as the two of them are rarely alone, be it the kids, hue’s family, friends, crowded public areas etc.

15. What songs remind you of their relationship?

let the predictable sap fest begin

all of me — john legend (a classic)

be — hozier

beautiful soul — jesse mccartney (i had to do it to them)

better love — hozier

better than me — hinder (ouch or whatever lol)

be without you — mary j. blige (OOF)

could it be you — cascada

fall for you — secondhand serenade

gravity — sara bareilles

hate to see your heart break — paramore

here without you — 3 doors down

i’ll be — edwin mccain

iris — the goo goo dolls

16. Would they ever get matching tattoos? If yes, what would these look like?

hue doesn’t like needles so idk if he could be convinced LMAO, but i think jihan has a tattoo for hue already. it’s pretty cheesy, but it’s a minimalist outline of a wolf over his heart. it’s a pretty intimate place to get a tattoo tbh; jihan has tattoos of other people he’s loved (family, friends, past lovers) on him as well, but they aren’t as large or over such a vulnerable spot like that. the love he feels for hue is very… deep lol. if hue were to get over himself and get a tattoo, i think he’d probably get something simple; a circle. jihan has been alive for a long time, and he’ll live for a long time more. to hue it’s like he has no beginning and no ending, but the circle of his arms is where life truly is. sooooo yeah its sappy and jihan would cry about it lol.

21. Do they enjoy domestic life?

A LOT. jihan i think was more surprised by it than hue bc he’s never settled down before.

22. Are they comfortable joking around with each other and being silly/playful?

much of their relationship is built on them being silly and joking with each other lol

25. Do they share a room/house? If so, what does it look like and how does it compliment their personalities?

they used to share a home but jihan moved out recently and has gone back to couch surfing with his friends.

their house looks pretty average on the outside, any standard brick townhome, and on the inside it’s cheerful but dark. you can tell a family and people live there but it’s a lot of dark, warm tones so it’s not hell on either of their senses. there’s a lot of throw pillows and blankets and floor seating for spontaneous cuddle piles and there’s a lot of knick knacks from the girls toys and projects and possessions, to random trinkets they’ve bought for each other etc. it’s not really one person has this style or that style; hue’s never had his own space until he moved out (wolves amiright) and jihan has never had a real Home (at least not for several centuries) so they really built a lot of it together. it speaks volumes to their trust and reliance on one another as well as their teamwork to raise essie and ozzy.

26. What sacrifices do they make for the other?

jihan is actually pretty nomadic; as some of his friends have told hue on several occasions he’s really just a glorified couch surfer. so the fact that he was willing to settle down with hue says a lot about how much he cares about him. he’s usually never enjoyed being stationary lol.

being the breadwinner, hue takes on the brunt of caring for jihan and the girls. it’s not that jihan couldn’t or can’t get a job (he hasn’t had one for a good bit lol) but hue enjoys that he’s able to provide for his family—just seeing them safe and happy is more than enough.

27. How do they say “I love you” non-verbally?

jihan does a lot of things for hue to ease the load and burden. tying his tie is a really intimate thing for the two of them (i can see a scene where someone tries to tie hue’s tie for him at work and it makes him so uncomfortable his skin crawls lol), jihan also touches his pulse points a lot—his wrists or jugular esp. it’s weird but hue gets it; he’s saying i know where your vulnerable spots are and i will cherish them basically lol.

hue scents jihan a lot especially when they’re cuddling. he’s very physically affectionate with jihan who craves that so any act of him touching him or wrapping his arms around him conveys that feeling.

28. Who’s the better chef? Do they cook for the other?

hue, but they have completely different diets lmao. hue usually cooks for himself and the kiddos while jihan grabs a blood bag if he’s feeling peckish. the only time hue really “feeds” jihan is when they’re in bed or if jihan is feeling particularly hungry. there can never be anyone else around tho bc the biting really arouses hue so they usually fuck after lmao.

29. Describe their nighttime routine.

the two of them are more nocturnal, so it’s moreso their daytime routine than anything. at 5-6am, one of them (usually hue) wakes up to get the girls ready for school; making breakfast, making sure their bags are packed, anything project or homework related has been done, and they’re ready to take on the day. once they’re off to school, whichever parent was up gets back in bed and they sleep/doze/etc until around 3-4pm, when the girls get out of school. usually jihan is more awake at this time and so he’ll help get the girls started on homework and will help hue get ready for work (he always ties hue’s ties lol). around 6 hue heads to work. jihan and the girls stay up having fun and doing other things until bed time. then jihan will usually just vibe and wait for hue to get home lol. usually cleaning, reading, setting stuff up, just real house husband stuff :)

30. What are their respective love languages? Do their love languages work well together?

(i did quizzes for these lmao)

hue is definitely words of affirmation. its not necessarily surprising, in the sense that wolves are dogs 💀 but on a more serious level, jihan is pretty forthcoming with his words. he never says anything he doesn’t mean and hue really values that. he values how jihan always knows exactly what to say to make sure he knows he’s loved, appreciated, heard, seen, and cared for. his second biggest would be quality time or gift giving because he enjoys how jihan thinks of him outside of when they’re together, or how he’s the center of his attention when they are.

unsurprising (to me) for jihan, his biggest love languages are quality time and physical touch. having lived so long physical reminders of the person he’s in love with being there and spending time with him are far more valuable than material gain. every touch, absent minded kiss, hug around the waist, date night, it all means the world to jihan. he just wants to be with hue.

these love languages work very well together imo because the two of them are very good at reading people and reading each other. they are acutely aware of what the other enjoys and a lot of the time their love languages overlap. when they go bowling for instance, jihan is always praising hue and cheering him on, letting him know with words how amazing he is. and jihan is just happy to spend time with hue.

31. Do they often go out on dates? What are these like?

when they were married every sunday was date night because jihan thought it was funny for a vampire to be out on a “holy day” when he should be struck down. old rumors and amusements die hard. they do a lot of things to keep things novel, but they are fond of competitive dates and “playing” so, bowling, arcades, escape rooms, paintball even—all things on the table for them. they love to get a good adrenaline pump going whether it be together or against each other. other times if they decide to go at night its very lowkey and usually a lot of stargazing and talking. if its close to hue’s heat its really straightforward and they book a hotel and have fun there lmaooo.

32. Do either of them drink? If so, who’s the lightweight, and how does their partner care for them?

i’d say that jihan is more affected by alcohol than hue because he doesn’t really have “blood” to absorb some of the affects. but it does take him quite more than a few drinks to get actually drunk lmao. when it comes to caring for him, the first rule of thumb for hue is to not let jihan drink when unsupervised. he can be horribly competitive and loves to get in on the fun when drinking so its easy to get him to drink way more than he should. second thing is, if its already too late and jihan’s drunk a lot, he’s very gentle with him. jihan is already sensitive to a number of things; light, noise, etc. but it sharpens when he’s drunk because in an altered state vampires tend to become more alert and defensive—its just apex predator shit for ya. so he never makes sudden moves, always speaks low and hums soothingly to help keep jihan from being jittery. once they make it to a safe place, hue would help jihan get comfortable and get him a blood bag/snack or just give him a meal from the source to help ebb off the alcohol. then he’d cuddle him bc usually once jihan starts to come down he passes out lmao.

33. How do they flirt? Who’s the worse flirt?

hue is very good at flirting when sufficiently motivated to do so. he’s direct, but he’s sensual about it, and its helped him score many a conquest even outside of jihan. however, jihan’s the one person where he tends to get silly with when he flirts. they know each other too well, so there isn’t always a pressure to be sexy all the time lmao.

jihan isn’t the best flirt, or at least, he puts on that persona. while he’s not naive, he just doesn’t really see the point in beating around the bush “do you want to fuck or not?” yknow? things that could come across as flirtatious are for him just genuine honesty. he never says things he doesn’t mean in a way that he doesn’t mean them lol. so ig in a head to head match to pick up someone, hue would definitely win lmaooo.

34. Do they have any inside jokes?

so many i couldn’t count all of them. and i just made them so idk what they are yet lmaooo.

35. Is their relationship a secret? If so, why?

not at all. their divorce is more of the secret, as not many people know about it lol.

36. How do they feel about having kids? Are they in agreement?

yep! when the witch resurgence program came up, they were approached by the agency responsible for homing young witches and after talking it over with each other, they agreed that this would be good for the child but that they were wanting a real family. in his long life, jihan’s never had that before (for many reasons lol) and hue wants to do everything with jihan. coming from a large family himself, hue is used to having many kiddos around and he loves them. they got esther first, and after a few years, her bio parents actually ended up having another witch child, ozzy, so instead of the girls being separated they adopted ozzy too so the girls could grow up together.

37. Who’s more emotionally sensitive/cries more often?

jihan is more emotionally sensitive, but hue cries more often. he feels a lot and its hard to shut it off.

38. Who’s got a quicker temper?

hue definitely. jihan is super laid back.

39. When and how did they admit that they loved each other? If they haven’t yet, why?

took them about 5 years to actually say the words “i love you” to each other, and the first time they did was at their wedding. they didn’t really plan it that way; both of them tend to show affection more than say it outright, but the timing was actually really good. reduced both of them to tears lol.

40. Do they have any regrets in their relationship?

this divorce LMAO.

41. What would they do if they lost the other?

to say hue would be a mess is an understatement. it also wouldn’t be an understatement to say that the potential for him to die of a broken heart—its what happened to his mother after his father died of a sudden illness. wolves are sensitive and hue knows he is too. esther and ozzy would probably be his only way to keep going, even though its dramatic.

jihan is more realistic. he’s loved and lost a few times in his long life, and he’s used to the inevitability of it. it pains him to think about it, so he doesn’t. but if it were to happen jihan would be a mess for a few years. and by a few i mean, probably a few centuries. whenever he’s loved and lost, he’s been off the rails for awhile before he finally is able to move on and change his appearance. he does carry his hurt with him, but having others to love and friends to lean on does help him cope. but i mean, ngl, he would be more fucked up over hue than anyone else he’s loved.

42. What’s their relationship like with each other’s friends/families?

jihan doesn’t really have family but his friends care about hue and think the two of them are good for each other. especially those who have known jihan for a long time (which he has a few friends that old lol).

hue’s family ADORES jihan they practically begged hue to marry him and were so involved in the wedding that it made hue almost embarrassed. when hue told them about the split they were devastated, and know that something is up because the two of them are yknow. bonded af. so not only will hue have his children’s meddling to deal with but also his family’s in helping them get back together 😂

43. If they picked out outfits for each other, what would they look like?

hue would absolutely put jihan in something fitted. a suit, a tight shirt, well fit pants—anything that hugs his body and his curves he would want to see him in, though good luck getting him to admit to it lmao.

jihan loves seeing hue comfortable. sweaters, shirtless in sweatpants or boxers, his clothes.

its funny how they like the opposites on each other LMAO.

44. Do they cuddle often? Why or why not?

oh very often, esp with the girls. jihan actually isn’t used to such frequent cuddling until hue (he’s never been with a werewolf before) but wolves tend to lay on each other for warmth and comfort. once he got adjusted to it and realized that hue didn’t mind how he was cold, he grew addicted to them lol.

45. How do they support each other? How do they rely on each others support?

jihan is everpresent; essentially he knows when hue is struggling with something but he knows better than to try and push him to tell him things when he’s not ready to, or to try and offer help when hue doesn’t think its needed. it just leads to arguments and unhealthy coping mechanisms. even though it sometimes hurts to just stay beside hue and essentially “not do anything,” hue always assures him that his presence is enough, that him never judging him or forcing him to do things when he isn’t ready is more than enough. hue relies on this ever-presentness extremely heavily; he can’t really imagine doing most things without having the pillar of support that is jihan there.

hue is decisive and forthcoming, which is something really appreciates. because of his age and how he is in general, jihan is a person who sort of “lets whatever happen, happen” and its refreshing to have someone who’s, as he says, “young minded” to want to set about getting change and making his life his own himself. it gives jihan the drive to actually seek things that he wants and to put more effort into things he knows he should do.

46. Do they consider their relationship casual or serious? Is the answer different depending on who you ask? Why?

both of them consider it serious. aside from marriage, they’ve spent nearly 20 years together. jihan doesn’t get into relationships unless they’re serious and jihan is hue’s first meaningful relationship. they know each other like the back of their own hands, their home and comfort is in each other. they’ve built a whole family together lmao. the two of them definitely did not roll up to play around.

47. Do they sleep beside each other? Why or why not?

oh definitely lol. both of them are big cuddlers. and because jihan is cold and hue overheats they easily find temperature equilibrium.

48. Do they talk about their future together? Why or why not?

of course! they even got married lmao—and like had a big ass ceremony and everything lol (hue unsurprisingly has a p big family). the future right now is uncertain until hue can work through either accepting that he’s mortal and he’ll die and it’ll be over with or unless they find another solution.

49. Do they keep secrets from each other?

hue hasn’t told jihan about the mating for life predicament, nor his fears about him finding someone else after he dies and how it tears him apart.

jihan is pretty open about everything in his life but he’s not forthcoming if that makes sense. if someone doesn’t ask, he won’t really tell. but if you ask, depending on how close he is to you, he’ll open up. however, he’s never hidden anything from hue.

50. Would they ever break up? If so, why? Who would handle the breakup better?

well, they’re technically broken up divorced right now—instigated by hue lol. the tl;dr is that hue is starting to get older and he’s starting to get very conscious of his own mortality. even though werewolves/were-creatures do live longer than humans, they pale in comparison to other creatures like vampires. like jihan, who has already lived for 800 years or so. at most, hue will live to be about 200, and the idea of jihan living on after him is painful—hell, even the girls could live longer than him. legends say that powerful witches can learn spells to gain longer life and essie is already showing a lot of promise. so, in a backwards way to save himself the heartbreak he broke things off. the idea of jihan being with anyone else pains him but the idea of being so attached and knowing jihan will find someone else after he dies is even worse (or so he thinks). he knows to a certain extent he’s being selfish, and the feeling is made worse by jihan being still so sweet and loving towards him and the girls. so despite initiating it, hue’s taking it worse than jihan.

jihan is definitely hurt about the break up, made even worse by hue not giving him the Real reason why he broke it off so suddenly, yet, he knows and can tell that hue is hurting more than he is. it gives him solace to not give up on everything or to wallow. he just wishes hue would tell him what was wrong so he can try and help fix it. he wants their family back, him back. but he knows pushing won’t fix it so he’s trying to be patient.

#s: supernatural dads #this is so long lmaoooo #so no pressure

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iworshipsappho · 8 months

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aaah tack for the tag!! @rosetintedgreyspaces :D <33

Favourite colour and why? ooh red and honestly idk i think i was like 4 or smth when i went oooh blood = cool and blood is red therefore red=cool and i love that for me

Five comfort movies: oof uhh red white and royal blue for sure yeah, maan karate,vip and remo are some really feel good tamil movies for me and uhh badhaai do :33

Favourite season and why? oof definitely has to be whatever we have from october to january here. literally all the other months are hot humid pressure cookers :')

Favourite book(s): YOU CAN'T MAKE ME PICKKKKK. but like the obvious answers here are RWRB, the song of achilles, one last stop, ooh room on the roof by ruskin bond one of my comfort books for sure, oh and this one book i read called my life as a book, changed my life as a kid honestly. other than that we have the toa series and uhh the iliad and odyssey which i havent gotten to yet but do love

favourite aesthetic(s)and why? mmmm im a big fan of dark academia but tbf i do love most aesthetics in varying multitudes, never really got much into it

Favourite genre and why? genre as in music or media?? idk in media it is definitely queer romance atm used to be mystery and mythology. and for music i more or less listen to anything and everything thats vibey

Favourite clothes style: baggy tshirts and shorts >>>>> but thats usually for at home. when i head out ive been layering a baggy tshirt over a white shirt paired with brown pants/jeans off late. layering is one of my favourite styles for sure, the whole academia vibes or the 'teenage dirtbag' style is what i usually go for ig

Favourite music genres: ohhh music here, yeah as i said if its good me likey

Favourite artists: oof long list coming up :]] uhh taylor swift, omar rudberg, the front bottoms, wilbur soot as well as lovejoy>>>, jeff satur my beloved bottom, cavetownnnnnn, conan gray ofc, queen and then uhh mitski

Favourite song(s): i for the life of me cant possibly pick now can i???? BUT rn ive been obsessed with theseee

Favourite fandoms: young royals fandom my beloved, closely followed by mcyt bc that was my firstever proper fandom and fuck yeah for that!!! (still very much into that so les gooo qsmp and tommyinnit my beloved) and well im not really part of any fandoms save for these and rwrb tbf? oh how could i forget!!!! KINNPORSCHE!!!! love that for us

Hobbies: oof uhh reading, writing and playing minecraft or watching cubitos on minecraft probably lmao

Care language you give: i think i usually show my care in the form of words i think? pretty sure yeah

Care language you like to receive: mmmm physical touch <333

Are you an introvert/extrovert/ambivert: ehhh its pretty fluctuating. used to be introverted, getting more and more out of my shell off late. so ambivert it is ig

Morning or night person? again idfk at this point man what even is time anymore fjdksgksfg uhh night person probably tho i like satying up faaar more than i like waking up early

City, country or suburbs and why? uhhhh never really thought about it? idk on one hand i do want the quiet of the country but idk if ill survive with the constant bustle of a city ykn. and never really experienced to much of suburban life except for when i lived in australia for a few months so yeah idk

Favourite time of day and why? that time between like 5-8. the hours go by so quick and hte fucking sunset etc etc

Do you have any religious beliefs(don’t have to answer if not comfortable)? mmm vaguely religious from time to time

What does your ideal family look like to you? again its faaar too much in the future for me to have given it a thought but but ik for sure that ive always wanted kids, so thats the only definitive there

Dream future: mmm im an author lving in a little cottage just surrounded by overflowing love and creativity and nature etc etc. very ruskin bond-esque

Dream place to visit: greece and rome for sureeee. and thenn uh nyc just for the vibes of it ykn also uhh sweden for reasons ;)

Favourite type of nature: mmmm rainforests my beloved. absolutely love the earthy smell and just how fucking alive it is man like >>>>> oh also the fucking hills of north east india. lomls would drop everything and go there again no questions asked. and ofc beaches. be aches are just based

Favourite habitat (eg jungle, desert, tundra etc): mmm i have a special place in my heart for tundras and the savannah idk why. i just love that life fucking THRIVES despite ykn the harsh(er) conditions

How would you describe yourself in 4 words: dumb, enthusiastic, creative and uhhhh complicated

If you could be another thing on earth what would it be: oooo idfkkkk theres just sooooo many options i could literally be a fucking manatee!!!! or a vampire or or a mudskipper!!!!! wait can i be food?!?!?! id be garlic man ajskdsfl the fucking irony of wanting to be both a vampire and a garlic clove oooh id love to be a grapefruit ngl. omg i could be an actual monkey???? id be one of those spider monkeys man so fucking cool. gosh i could just oughhhh creatures and inanimate shit man. so cool

Favourite type of weather: i loveeeee thunderstorms. top tier weather. as long as its not during deepavali. if it rains when im trying to burst my crackers? im sorry but earth can perish /j

If you could travel anywhere right now we here would it be: is my girlfriend's house a valid answer? bc thats where i wanna be right now baksdflsd. uhh idk tbh maybe like oooh i wanna go to puducherry ngl i miss the beachhhh even tho i literally just went like a week ago man. its right here-

Do you have any fears (serious or otherwise): ehhh not as far as im aware. not materialistic ones atleast. ive always had a fear of being forgotten or left behind

Dream job: uhh a writer for sure

Would you be a pirate/vampire/cowboy/astronaut/werewolf/wizard/witch/knight/cryptid and why? VAMPIREVAMPIREVAMPIREVAMPIRE!!!!! i literally get to suck blood in the most homoerotic way possible- what more could i literally ask for ahfjdsflk pirates/knights are a close second tho fucking love them could go on a whole tirade if i wasnt to tired for it

tagging uhh @elblorbo @stygianirondiangelo @foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland @daylightsimon @desi-yearning @altruistic-meme @spaghett-onaplate @mirabel-on-a-bicycle

💜

#tag game #methinks mesays.

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ronance4everbrainrot · 2 years

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I'm finally writing another scene from my AU (well 'our' I'm co-parenting with the lovely person @corgiplays )

If you haven't read the fight with her mom or the fight with Steve go read it (fight with mom and also Robin and Erica bonding ignore the 3 months thing. And the fight with Steve that Corgi wrote) well you don't have to read it but for context ig, mind you, I am not that good of a writer and some stuff may be weird (from my post) [also the timeline of the AU is here]

Surprise Corgi! It's not the story you requested! It was supposed to be a two in one but it's not in my drafts so it's kinda shitty to write it like that✨

Anyway, if you're back now or haven't even gone away. I'll just say that I'll have some Robin Protection Squad looking for Robin when she was at Murray's after the fight with her Mom

So it's middle January and Robin is at Murray's after the fight with her mom. And the kids (Lucas, Erica and Max. And I guess Dustin now too lol) are searching for Robin two days later or so. ... I just wanted a bit of angst?.. Also Steve is a jerk. (TW: d-slur gets used)

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[Saturday, January 19th]

Since August they always had hang outs with Robin. Most of the time they were at an ice cream store, since Robin always invited Erica to ice cream (also for cooling off in the summer heat) and they were hanging out first. Then a week or so later Erica forced Max to join, and it would be a lie if Max said that she didn't enjoy it, but she couldn't say no to free (paid by Robin) ice cream. Lucas joined a few weeks later and they were hanging out at the Sinclairs or at a burger place because Max was getting sick of ice cream and somehow convinced the others (they were also kinda sick of ice cream) to go somewhere else. They have met every Saturday since then....until today.

"Are you sure she didn't say anything about not being able to hang out?" Lucas asked the girls, trying to calm them down "so you think I'm lying?" Max looks at him with an unimpressed and but also offended expression. "What? NO! Of course not! I believe you!" Lucas tries to redeem himself, shaking his head no in panic "it's just that Robin wouldn't just say nothing and not come! I mean last time she couldn't come, because she needed to work a longer shift, she said it weeks before! And even reminded us almost every day! Constantly Apologizing! "That's why we are fucking worried, butthead." Erica argues. She may looks calm on the outside, but she is freaking a bit out on the inside. She's grown to love Robin like an older sister and she doesn't want anyone to hurt her.

Erica also talked to Robin about her nightmares and she has never done that with anyone. She just has this safe feeling around Robin that she doesn't even have around her mother, no offense to her mom, she is an amazing mom/woman. But it's probably because her mother doesn't know about the Russians, doesn't know about the upside down, that could be the reason, why she feels safer with Robin, even tho Robin is a fucking klutz.

Max throws the phone on the bed (as not to damage it) and let's out a frustrated groan "No one is picking up the fucking damn telephone!" Lucas, now also worried since realising what he said "Shit.." he quietly curses. "This is bullshit" Erica says calming down a bit and thinking she figured it out, picking up the phone and calling the Wheeler household. 'she's got the be there. After christmas [Just gonna say she was under the mistletoe with Karen and she got a kiss on the cheek lol. Max was absolut hell to Robin after that and Murray was hiding a chuckle] she was there almost everyday. And she has been kinda acting out of it lately, maybe her gay ass just wanted to go back and get some attention from Mrs. Wheeler.....that's a bunch of bull. That was a weeks ago! Why would she go now-' "Hello? Karen Wheeler on the phone." a happy voice rang out of the phone and snapped her out of her thoughts. Erica switches to her kind voice "Hi Mrs. Wheeler! It's Erica.... Lucas's sister..." she added a bit annoyed but still trying to sound sweet.

After the call with Karen, they found out that the last time Karen saw Robin, it was at Family Video when she went with Holly. And that was almost a week ago. So they decided to go ask Steve in person the next day.

[Sunday, January 20th]

While walking to Steve, Lucas thought about Robin and the way she has been acting. He noticed it on one of there sleepovers in November but didn't want to mention it and then forgot about it. But she was kinda out of it, well she was in her head a lot, thinking about something or trying to figure something out. And last month Steve wasn't driving her anymore, he thought he was busy, but he literally saw him drive Dustin to school. And then while walking to his next class he saw Robin with Nancy leaving the bathroom. He had to do a double check, thinking he saw blood, which he did. This time he asked her about it, and well she wasn't lying when she said she fell of her bike. It's just weird that she was riding her bike to school, in fucking Winter. There was this weird vibe around her [something to do with her mother] after new years but that went away quick.

Now that he thinks about it. Steve has also been acting weird. He's even been also distant lately. They did check up on him like two days ago since he missed some kind of planned thing with Dustin and Dustin imidiatly called everyone to check up on Steve. He was acting like he's was hiding something.

"I hope he has a good reason for not picking up his damn phone" Max angerly mumbled when they arrived infront of Steve's house. 'I haven't seen Robin since last Saturday, and we at least see each other one time in a week. Something must have happened to her! And if Steve knows something and isn't gonna say anything....I'm going to-' Erica impatiently knocks at the door the moment they stood in front of it "HEY SHITTY HAIR, [New theory. Erica is Bakugo] OPEN THE DOOR!" She yells. After a few minutes of Lucas trying to stop Erica from destroying the door and Max getting more mad the seconds it's still closed. The door opens.

"What the hell do you shitheads want at fucking 7 am" Steve groans out, rubbing his face, still very sleepy. "I already said I'm fine and nothing happend. I just forgot I planned something with Du- Hey!" Max cuts him of and pushes her way inside, Erica following right behind. Lucas walks in when Steve goes after Max and Erica. He looks at Steve's appearance and sees that he looks better than last time. His hair is taken care of again. He sees Steve question why they are here still walking being Max and Erica who are walking to the living room. "-early? Did something happen? Why are you not talki-" Max spins around and if looks could kill, he'd have a grave right next to Billy's. [lol] "Where is Robin." Steve's tries to hide it but he looks annoyed and also nervous for a second, before looking confused. "What? Why are you asking? Did something happen?" Steve asked, his voice showing concern but Lucas feels something off about it. "That's what we are trying to figure out, genius" Erica squints her eyes at him in suspicion. Steve looks at the three confused "Ok and why did you come to me? I hav-" '...why did we come to him?...Isn't he best friends with Robin? Shouldn't he be more worried?' The others also had the same thought as Lucas "why did you come to you? You work with her, genius? You should have seen her yesterday. She's also your best friend, how-" Steve finally, showing his annoyance about being woken up from his sleep and also getting asked about Robin, snaps "She is NOT my best friends! She never was! She's just a hyper weird girl, who didn't want to sleep with me because she's a disgusting dy- " Max cuts him of with a punch to the face. "Don't you dare finish that sentence." Max warns Steve, who's on the floor with a bloody nose.

Lucas and Erica stood there shocked for a moment. Eyes wide. Erica recovers first and crosses her arms, looking at Steve with disgust. Lucas thinks about all the time Robin has been spaced out. And she also mumbled something once about Steve avoiding her, but he thought he misheard it. Lucas also thinks about how Robin been helping him with school and even the awesome basketball tickets she gave him before Christmas! He think about the hangouts and the sleepovers. How could anyone hate Robin? She is an angel. Lucas could list all the reasons why Robin is the best person on the whole world, but right now, they need to find out what happen and where Robin is.

Steve tries to stand up, but Max pushed him back to the ground. Lucas starts talking, wanting to ask when the last time he saw Robin was, but suddenly Dustin sleepingly came down the stairs, rubbing his eyes. "Why are you being so loud...some of us need our beauty sleep." The others stayed silently shocked for a minute, waiting for Dustin to enter the room. "Max? Lucas? Erica?! What are you-" seeing Erica there shooks him the most, which wakes him up from his sleepy state, but then he sees Steve on the ground holding his nose. "Steve!?" he wanted to run over and help him but Lucas stops him, holding his arm out. "Lucas-" "No, he deserved it" "What- Did you punch him? Why did you punch him!?" "First of all, I punched him. And second of all, he absolutely deserved it." Max says, venom seeping out through her voice, still glaring at Steve.

Erica haven been quiet for a while, finally speaks up again, cutting Dustin off. "-punch him?! Why even did he deserv-" "Ok nerd, shut up and listen." Erica then explains what happened and also that they think Robin is missing. Steve has the audacity to look ashamed when Dustin looks at him in disappointment saying "not cool, man" [Dustin will help Steve getting redeemed]

(tiny time skip)

Dustin now joined the group in search of Robin. They went to family video asking if Robin was there, but they said she hasn't been her since last Saturday, saying she was sick. So right now they are at the Sinclairs and trying to call Robin. "I swear to God, does no ones phone work or why do they not pick up" Max grumbles to herself, impatiently tapping her food on the floor. "Well maybe no one is home? Have you ever thou-" Dustin stops as Max gestures him to shut up and standing up straight and getting of the wall she was leaning on. "Buckley Melissa, how may I help you" A kind sounding voice comes through the phone speakers "Oh-um- Hello.." Max didn't think about the fact that Robin's mother could pick up the phone. She tries to be polite to the woman (even tho she's a bitch) so maybe she'll let them talk to Robin. "I'm friends with your daughter, Rob-" "I don't have a daughter" The woman cuts Max's off, with her kind voice before, now a monotone voice with anger/disgust seeping through" Max's furrows her brows in confusion and anger "Wha-" "Cut the crap" Erica, who was standing next to the phone as well and heard Melissa's response, takes the phone from Max and starts talking "We know for a fact, that this is the not the wrong household. So don't bullshit us about you not having a daughter. I knew you would be a bitch from the few things Robin said about you. And the way she talked about it, as if it was ok. You never deserved her as your daughter, so you saying you don't have one is probably the best thing you've done for her. And she deserves the fucking world! She's the smartest person I know, she is the most badass person I know, she is the sweetest and most generous person on this world. We bled together, we fought together, we survived together. She is like a sister to me. Now tell me where Robin is. And I swear to God, if you've hurt my sister in anyway, I will end you." The other line is quiet, terrified. (Melissa is confused on why she is so terrified but Erica just has that power)

Lucas stands there with a proud look in his face, not caring that Erica cursed for once. Dustin smiles his goofy, adorable smile, also proud and just thinking that Erica is such a badass. Max has a pleased expression, but not smiling. Erica stands there with an expressionless face, showing no emotion, waiting for that bitch in the other line to start talking. If the room wasn't so quiet right now, Erica would have missed the shaky exhale on the other side. After clearing her throat, the woman finally starts talking "I don't know where she is, and I don't care. I gave her a home and she thanked me with being a disgusting dyke. I hope she got hit by a car while running away. I couldn't care less if she died" Melissa tries to act unaffected and laughs at her last comment. Erica's face turned from disgust to anger to worry to anger again "You are a monster" Erica says, and hangs up, being done with hearing that disgusting and annoying voice.

She looks at Max, who heard everything, sharing a concerned and furious look. The two boys see this interaction and then look at each other in concern and confusion. "If I ever see that woman..." Max threatens quietly, with so much fury that even the Dustin and Lucas, still confused and not being the one it's targeted at, are terrified. "Oh absolutely. But we gotta find Robin first" Erica, unphased by Max's anger probably just as furious, says. She looks at the boys "She said something about Robin running away. Where could she runaway to? I mean definitely not to shitty hair"

Lucas pushes his worry down and tries to think about where Robin would be, nodding in agreement when Erica said that she's not a Steve's "She also can't be at the Wheelers because Mrs. Wheeler said she last saw Robin last week. Also we would know if she were at ours, but she's not." Erica wanted to comment about how obvious that was but says nothing because they need to find Robin right now. While it's quiet and they are brainstorming ideas on where she could be, Lucas's worry starts to overtake him and he think about all the possible ways Robin could be kidnapped or hurt and not being a me to get help, or...'No, she is ok, she is alive. We will find her....where could she-' his thoughts gets interrupt as Dustin jumps up from the floor he was sitting on "I was thinking of every connection Robin has, and I remember her and Murray being good friends! So-" Max cuts in "So she probably went to Murray! Dustin you are a genius! How did I not think of that!" she says, smiling for the first time since they new Robin was missing. Lucas is happy that Max's was smiling again.

"Will you buttheads stop staring at Max, I knows she's gorgeous but we gotta find Robin." Erica says, wanting to walk out of the room and to ask her parents if they could drive them to Murray's, but Dustin stops her "Do you even know where he lives?" she stops walking and turns around 'right...' "Nope" "But I do" Max says walking over to them, Lucas following behind "but I don't think Murray would like it, if more people know about his place" thinking about the time she was over at Thanksgiving and him scowling Robin for telling Max where he lives. (well the problem was that it was without his permission). Max was lucky Murray wanted Robin to clean the dishes all alone, or she probably had to also clean them.

"Ok, so we go alone" Lucas agress, and he doesn't really care. "So where does he live?" wanting to know so they can finally get to Robin "In sesser Illinois" "Illinois?! He doesn't even live in Indiana?" Dustin asks surprised "yep. It's like a 4-5 hour drive" "And you want us to go alone? Also when would be go? " Dustin look at the clock "it's almost 12 pm so we'd be there at like 4 or 5 pm, and when would be drive back? Also do we want to take Robin with us or-" Max tells Dustin to shut up and that she already has a bit of a plan since she was there once.

(Time skip)

They are on the Bus right now. It's 3 pm and they have been driving for 2 hour. They told the Sinclairs about the Robin situation but ofc not all the details. They wanted to come along but they had work (which the kids were thankful for, since it would have been extremely hard to try and convince Sue not to come along) Dustin's was supposed to be at Steve's anyway so his mother wouldn't be worried, and Max's mother probably wouldn't care that Max is going. They each packed clothing for tomorrow if they have to sleepover. In those 2 hours, they talked about Steve, well mostly Dustin kinda trying to protect him, but of course not agreeing with his actions. The conversation kinda switches over to Eddie, who is Max's neighbour. Dustin, Lucas and Mike are friends with him, because he basically adopted them the moment they sat foot into the highschool. "He's weird, but not bad, his loud music is annoying is annoying tho" Max comments. Dustin disagree, he loves Eddie's music taste. "He was weird as first, you're right. But he's really really cool! He also has a DnD club called hellfire! He has a freaking DnD club!!!" Dustin jumps in his seat in excitement "And well of course we joined" gesturing to Lucas and himself.

[honestly the time skip was kind unnecessary but I'll leave it here]

(Another time skip)

After another 2 hours they are almost there, only half an hour . Max was gonne lose it soon if they don't stop talking about DnD. Also the shock she felt when Erica started talking with Dustin and Lucas about it. She thought she was imagining it for a moment. 'If Erica of all people even plays it, then maybe I should give it a chance....' Max thought about it for a while and she tried to listen to what they were talking about at first and she kinda understood it, but when it got more complicated she got annoyed because she didn't understand it anymore so now she wants then to shut up.

Max looks out of the window, zoning out the conversation of the others. She start thinking about Robin and what she would do if they don't find her at Murray's 'we should have called him....but she has to be there! Where else would she be...she wouldn't just leave us...' An image of Billy flashes in her mind and her legs started bouncing up and down. She tries to think of something else besides him so she think about how Robin comforted her, a stranger at first, after the *mall fire*. Not even her own mother tried to comfort her, she just started drinking. Robin also comforting her after the Byers, including El, moved. She still misses El, and yes, she did see her on Christmas, and she felt complete again when she was there, but now she's back in california....'I can't lose Robin... I can't lose another person...' "-NOT a nerd" Erica's voice snaps her out of her thoughts "When will you finally admit it." Dustin teases Erica, who just rolls her eyes in annoyance "I never have to admit it because there is nothing to admit, just the facts" "Ok but-" Lucas cuts Dustin off "Guys look! We're almost there!" He points at a sign

Welcome to Sesser A certified city

[I actually googled it lol]

"I'm mean we're already here but we still needs to get to Murray's" Dustin explained and looks at Max. Max, still kind of in a daze of zoning out, looks confused at Dustin. Dustin rolls his eyes and asks "how do we get to Murray's" Max fully snaps out of it and explains the way to Murray's, it'll take like 30 minutes from the bus station.

(Time skip. I'm just to bored to write all those details)

After a bit of walking and talking about how they would act when they get there, also Erica trying to convince her brother to carry her (which he eventually did after she whispered something into his ear, but only for like 10 minutes), they finally arrived at Murray's place. Erica gave some kind of insult to his place and that it suits him.

POV Robin (Finally lol)

She was sitting on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket, drinking hot coaco that Murray made for her, holding the mug with both hands [She is so adorable and precious 🥺], watching She-Ra: Princess of Power

[I just wanted an 80s, well before 86, TV show and well She-Ra you know >:3 but sadly not the gay version :/ (at least idk if there were gay moments lol) at first I wanted Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles but that came out in 87 and I would have been like, fuck timeline, but I found She-Ra]

"How can you even watch that nonsense, why is that cat one speaking that way? And what the fuck is that flying creatures with giant elephant ears and a peak....????...Also that He-man guy, kinda looks like you..." he says squinting at the TV.

[no but like it does look like Robin to me 😭 but only those two tho, idk why 😭 also the hair 😭]

Robin shoves Murray with her shoulder, covered by the blanket, and rolls her eyes. "Yeah well-" then there is a rapid knock on the door. Murray imidiatly getting up and taking the shotgun next to the Camera monitors. Robin looks at him in concern, worried about who might be there, maybe her mom somehow found her (and she just started to get a bit better), but she just hears Murray sigh in annoyance, leaving the gun on its spot and walking over to the door. He opens it "Will you stop-" he starts, but gets pushed out of the way, by a frantic Max. The others came imidiatly after her, Erica hiding her worry with annoyance and Lucas and Dustin not hiding it at all.

Max looks around and finally her eyes land on Robin. She froze and stares at Robin. She felt so relieved that she teared up. Robin stares back in surprise, not expecting it to have been Max. "Max?-" Max starts sprinting the short distance to the couch and jumps onto Robin. Luckily enough, Robin has put the mug down, after they heard the knocking, so nothing spilled. "Wow there" she chuckles and pats Max's back as Max wraps her arms around Robin and burries her head in her shoulder. (The blanket magically disappeared) "You ok?AH-" she yelped as she feels another pair of arms wrap around her arm and looks to the side, seeing Erica leaning on (basically cuddling) her arm, looking away in annoyance, but also having a relieved expression. She looks around and finally noticed Lucas and Dustin as well.

"You're okay..." Max's mumbles into her shoulder. She looks down confused at first "Why wouldn't I be okay?" Erica scoffs at that "Sure you're okay" she rolls her eyes "...we were really worried about you" she quietly mumbles. "Hey, what's wrong? Why would you be worried about me? You're the ones acting weird right now! Are you guys okay? Did something happened?" completely forgetting all that happened because she's too worried about why the kids are here and why Max is crying. Dustin Lucas and Erica look at her dumbfounded and concerned. "...wha-" Max pulled her head from Robin's shoulder and speaks "you missed our hangout on Saturday and you would have told if you couldn't be there..." Robin's eyes widen as the realization hits "Shit- I'm sorry! I just had this fight with my mo-" she cuts herself off as she remembers what happened. "Oh..." her eyes started tearing up "right..." her voice cracks at the end.

Dustin and Lucas finally join the hug/cuddle and they all comfort Robin, while she apologized for all the trouble she caused when the others told her about their 'journey' when she asked about it. "Stop apologizing, you have nothing to be sorry for." Lucas calmly tries to convince her. "Yeah! You are like one of the best people in the world who has never done anything wrong!" Dustin excitingly claims, trying to cheer Robin up.

Erica agress "Yeah, you are like only nerd I like to hang out with" Robin wetly chuckles as she hears Dustin say "Hey!" Erica rolls "just the facts" Robin snuggles her head closer to the others since she can't really move her arms right now. "Thanks guys...I-...It just was shitty months and- and then the fight with-" she hiccups "with S-Steve " she wheezes out, tears still rolling down her cheek. She starts hyperventilating and her whole body stiffens "and - and- and-" Dustin and Lucas lean away from the hug, worried expressions on their face. Erica and Max also look at Robin worried. They wanted to say something but glanced up to see Murray standing there.

Murray, who was just watching the scene with sad eyes, walks up behind the couch and puts a hand on Robin's shoulder and squeezes in comfort "It's ok, little bird. You don't have to talk about it right now." the other nodded in agreement, already knowing or figuring out a few pieces of Robin's story themselves.

After a while of comforting pressure and Murray's familiar and calming voice talking about everything and nothing, Robin's breath became even again and her body isn't stiff anymore. A quiet "Sorry" can be heard follow with a sigh. "It's okay. You're allowed to have emotions, I already told you that, idiot" Murray gives a short sad chuckle as Robin gets out the arm on Max's arm to try and sleepily hit Murray with it. "I'm not an idiot" she tiredly groans out.

(Tiny Time skip)

Dustin and Lucas sit on the couch not hugging Robin anymore, while Erica and Max are still snuggled up to Robin 'unfair' they think, as they glance at them from the side. Murray is on the Single couch, watching TV but always keeping an eye on Robin every few seconds, who fell asleep a few minutes after she calmed down. Max fell asleep as well. Erica is fighting to not fall asleep right now.

"Just go to sleep already, we planned the possibility of sleeping over anyway." Lucas gently rubs Erica's back, trying to make her fall asleep faster. Erica grumbles something about not touching her, but leans into the touch and after a few minutes, she finally was asleep. Lucas looks up at and turns to Murray, wanting to ask where the blanket are, but Murray was already pointing to a shelf which has a box in it with blankets. "Thanks" Lucas says with a nod.

Dustin yawns and stretches himself across the space that Lucas was just sitting in. He mumbles something about also going to sleep, while Lucas comes back two blankets, scoffing in disbelief but also laughing a bit. "At least let me sit there, man" he says as he drapes the blanket over the girls. Dustin mumbles something incoherent and shifts his legs away until Lucas is seated, then he puts his leg on top of Lucas and falls asleep. Lucas fondly shakes his head and put the other blanket over himself and Dustin. He starts to fell sleep overcome him too, so he looks at Murray "Goodnight Murray and thank you" Murray nods his head once "Good night and thank you too" both just look at eachother in understanding, knowing they are thanking each other for looking out for Robin.

Lucas head starts leaning back and his breath evens out. Murray just stares at the sleeping kids on his couch, wondering how his life came to be like this. He's not complaining, he's actually thankful for Robin (like he said on Thanksgiving). And the other kids are also not bad. He rubs his eyes and let's out a yawn, he looks at the time and sees that it's just 6 pm 'Huh'. He stands up and shuts the TV off. He takes one more look at the couch and sighs. After checking the security system and all that stuff, he leaves to his room and falls asleep while looking through an article about apartments.

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I finally didn't forget existed.

I accidentally posted it while it wasn't finished and put it on private. Since it wasn't on my drafts I almost always forgot it exist. It was supposed to be a two in one story, but since it isn't in the drafts I'm just writing this.

Hope you liked it! Also I don't know how to comfort people so ignore anything that is weird or doesn't make sense.

Lots of Love ✨😭❤️✨

#long post #Murray adopting Robin #robin buckley #max mayfield #erica sinclair #lucas sinclair #dustin henderson #steve harrington #murray bauman #idk what else to tag #it's finally done

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