#sorry su-won but damn were you an asshole to her

[thoughtfulstudentsalad]

So after seeing some of the raws, I have no doubt in my mind that the next time Mei-nyan meets Su-Won, she’s going to attack him and/or beat the crap out of him. At least attempt it. She’s obviously very angry at that king right now. 

I’d... like that, actually. Might catch Su-Won off his guard. “Thought I was an annoying and fickle concubine better off dead, bitch?! You pissed off the wrong general on the wrong day!”

And then Yun might come in and break up that fight before Su-Won gets seriously injured and Mei-nyan will smooth her robes and proclaim he deserved it, even if he is a relative (emphasis especially on relative)

#akatsuki no yona #mei-nyan #su-won #yona of the dawn #predictions #mei-nyan won't even take the king of kouka's shit #sorry su-won but damn were you an asshole to her #she was willing to become a concubine to restore her family's good name by allying with you #but hey what else is new #you tossed away your two dearest people who were willing to do everything for you

[lampoest]

Unfiltered thoughts watching mission impossible rouge nation inspired by @chaotically-cas

(sorry its so long my brain is all over the place)

this is also part 14 of me watching it every day :/

CURSING WARNING !! ALSO SPOILERS !!!

why is brandt first to speak

starting out with "shit" good call benji

brandt man we get the package is on the mcfucking plane

badass luther 10/10

nervous benji 10/10

that one sound effects sounds like the discord notif

why he in a fancy suit

*jumps on a plane with almost no plan on getting inside*

why did tom cruise think this was agood idea?

but like why would benji even open the ramp?

how is he not winded from that?

classic ethan

THE INTRO 1000/10

SOLOMON LANE !!

wait you can already see lane in the record shop.

how do they tell the agents these little convos?

also damn way to give it away

what if someone just looked in that room and saw the secret message?

also how did the disc get changed? because the imf definitely didnt make that

and how did lane know where he was going?

speaking of lane---

dang that man is pretty

he always sets guns down carefully

i can only see alec baldwin as trump from his snl skits so i dont take hunley seriously ;-;

damn brandt needs to step it up. man keeps letting himself be inturrupted

bruh the imf is only luck

why did no one resrict his legs?

also why is janik such an asshole?

dang she cool !!

why does it take janik so long to get that gun?

bravo-echo 1-1

this man is bleeding but decided instead of taking care of his wound he calls brandt.

i like how you actually see ethan worried and confused trying to plan his next moves. he is rarely caught off guard so it's refreshing to see his more human side

hunley spitting accusations damn bro

also a big fuck you from ethan to hunley

dang ethan is good

brandts little hidden smile

and ethan leaving trails

bitch how you sketch that good???

STAN BENJI !!

youve won, your way out of a job

benji is good

my little brandt x benji shipper in me is happy

simon pegg is such a good actor

the first time i saw this i was like: aww noooo

all dunn with that

TO THE OPERA !!!

TUX BENJI TUX BENJI

i cant tell if that was ethan

it just looks like youre talking to yourself thats more sus than using a phone

want drama? go to the opera

ok but like if you look like that im sorry you are a bad guy. thats like a stereotypical bad guy face

benji-

you can see ethan in the background of that scene

flute gun flute gun

oh no benji is in the closet. dont worry man we love you

if i were there and i just had a good vantage point i could find lane in an instant

ooh ilsa pretty

pipe gun

also pamphlet computer

those key things are cool and plausible

spiderman spiderman does whatever, ethan hunt can?

a W O M A N

what W O M A N?

reminds me of a marshmallow gun i made out if pvc pipes.

why does she not put that thing back?

also the dude loads it and then later it is unloaded

dang that guy is pretty tall.

ethan is so tiny

dis bitch is like uhh gimmie a sec to catch my breath mate

why he only dropkick people?

only 30 mins in ?!?!

the cinematography is exquisite

yes benji goin sicko mode

*gets shot* just a flesh wound

bruh i would've been so startled at that

i love how confused he is at that

ilsa saves ethan once again

they did this on the first day of filming

skdjs

ah yes random package in car = not bomb totally

if she tried to shoot benji then yes she is a bad person

but she didnt try to, she could've easily but didn't

benji being paranoid

she could just say the dude's name

benji being scared

hunley jumping to conclusions

brandt actually cares yeey

why di they approach from different sides of the street they were in the same car.

benji was far away from the sparks why he flinch?

friendship goals

oop plot dump that only mission impossible can get away with

ok...

why this mf's voice so smooth

lane is struggling with chopsticks

also lane :))))

ive chocked on my water so many times watching this scene

lanes voice :))))))

SHE RUINED HIS SUSHI WHAT THE FUCK ILSA

this man dont know what personal space is

gotta look up these peeps mbti types

casablanca references

also benji is wearing dollar store lookin glasses while ethan is wearing some fancy glasses

luther is top notch

as much as i dont like jeremy renner he delivers these lines really well

because atlee is a bitch

oh honey please, impossible is a walk in the park

benji just wants to wear a mask

id be so nervous walking through those

yes...

personal wellbeing who?

why not bring a plastic bottle full of air?

tom cruise can hold his breath for 6 minutes and he learned to do so for that scene

luther big brain

damn cctv

why did they need to break in while benji was going in?

das sus but ok

also isnt et voila french?

she just randomly tapping the ipad

benji being stressed

if he missed the exact center

i want one of those to open my locker's lock

if he just went with the current and didnt try to force his way against the water ilsa wouldn't have had to save him

imagine if he put the wrong one in-

she is breathing heavily to over saturate her body with oxygen so she can hold her breath longer

see ilsa makes it out without well and she went with the current

BENJI'S OUTFIT YESSS :))))))

no you didn't

you gave her a false sense of security

ethan's confused face for the next like 10 mins is great

liar

why does that one man look like sean ambrose?

parkour

skdjdksjdjdkfjs

the facial acting in this

STAIRS STAIRS STAIRS

the glare yesss

vrrrm vrrm

hey its you !

drivin like a grandma

shit !

benji just screaming

im convinced that ethan is indestructible

no you didn't survive that

bonk

dskfh

ethan didnt just-

also why didnt benji just tell ethan he made a copy ???

dont shoot and drive kids

high speed motorcycle chase with no helmet or leather. tom cruise, how?

i wanna learn how to drive a motorcycle

HOW THE FUCK IS HE NOT DEAD YET ?!?!

the lighting

ofc brandt would be the person why sits backwards on a chair. fkn bi vibes

benji to the rescue

fuck off atlee

i am so proud of us ...

the lines are done so well here

benji lookin like how i look when my parents argue

YES THIS SCENE

LANE LANE LANE LANE LANE

im too fucking gay for this movie-

once again no personal space

*inhales* :))))))))))))))

ive like memorized the entire script of this including the music

1 man performance of m:i5 ???

benji's outfit

also i love how youre able to see the characters in the background. props for the attention to detail

i need that haircut because his hair is lookin A+

fuck you atlee

ilsa spitting straight facts

uhh ilsa he still loves julia

NO BENJI NOOOO

EW FUCK OFF JANIK NO ONE LIKES YOU

speak of the devil-

betrayal--

WOULDNT YOU LIKE TO KNOW WEATHER BOY !??

actin sus

BENJI LANE BENJI LANE

his posture shdhskhsj (i cant be talking though)

0 personal space whatsoever

why does everyone have the same haircut in this???

simon mcburney pretending to be hunt prentending to be atlee

manipulation !?

the syndicate you say ? i know a thing or two about them 😼😼😼

damn though renner delivers these lines really well

a black tie? how informal. ..

complimenting hunt right infront of him

but he really didnt

i never realized that they were on the clock for this

huh...

the lil head nod though-

HAHA YEAH FUCK YOU ATLEE

is it bad that i hate atlee more than i hate lane?

ethan big smart wrinkle brain

janik just reading a fucking magazine

ethan has a photographic memory

oh look its benji :)))

lane :))))

ethan being tough

it must be aquward to get the low angle shots

lane is running out the clock to put pressure on ethan hmmm big brain

it isnt working though :\

damn he so cocky that hes telling the villain his plan

ill give you 1/5 of the money you wanted to get my bf back

ok but like does tom cruise just not age?

kill the woman

ugh i hate janik

the trust that is shown between those two is great

yes the score and the chase are so great

also this man really hates windows for some reason

fuck off janik

sneaky sneaky

EYY ITS LANE !!!

yeyy janik is dead

once again dodging bullets and hating glass

couldve killed him but needed him alive

the glass box

badass ethan

all the pretty men assembled

lane really let himself go aster this

dang though lane is my favorite villain ever

i like how for once the girl and the guy just are friends instead of romantically involved

eyy the callbacks to how the movie started.

welcome to the imf

#benji x brandt #mission impossible rogue nation #mission impossible #ethan hunt #benji dunn #luther stickell #ilsa faust #william brandt

[raeynbowboi]

My Thoughts on KIPO

This post serves two purposes: first to give my thoughts on the third and final season of KIPO, and second to also address the show as a whole. Be advised, because this is the final season and the story is now over, I will be getting into MASSIVE spoiler territory. THIS IS YOUR FINAL SPOILER WARNING.

The Good

I am so happy they kept Dr. Emilia unredeemable, and in a good way. With shows like Naruto or Steven Universe where the MC has a weird knack for befriending the worst monsters in the universe, Kipo helps subvert this by doing with Dr. Emilia what SU should have done with White Diamond. They made her an antagonist the talk no jutsu MC couldn’t just reason with, showing that even non-violence can only take you so far. I like that Kipo still tried to give Dr. Emilia a chance, and her ultimate fate is largely her own fault, not something done to her by Kipo.

I liked how for the most part, no two antagonists were won over the same way. Zayne was won over by a legitimate friendship with Label. Haugh was won over by seeing his daughter dance with the Korean pop band narwhals, Daugh was won over by meeting the Korean Narwhal leadsinger and seeing all of the prisoners in Dr. Emilia’s lab. Even Greta was won over by Wolf just asking her “what do YOU want?” and letting her do it. And the rest were won over through PRAHM.

The solution to curing Kipo’s mother was a stroke of brilliance. I didn’t see it coming until seconds before they did it, and I loved it. Getting to see Kipo and her mom hug was just so wholesome it melted my frozen tiny little black heart.

Speaking of Song and Leo, they remained relevant! Look at that. A young character hero’s journey story where her parents remain important supporting cast characters through the whole thing.

Between seasons 2 and 3, they confirmed that Asher was non-binary, and I liked that we saw that in their hairstyle change for this season. I appreciate that the cut didn’t seem overly masculine or feminine.

Dave... actually earned my respect. Kinda. At least, it explained why he’s such a self-centered asshole in season 1. He’s used to being the leader. So that gave me some new respect for him.

I LOVE that Hugo was forced to see the ruins of Aurum and the self-reflection he shares with Wolf is just icing. Speaking of Hugo, his redemption is handled really nicely. The trial and error, the old habits that are hard for him to break, Kipo easily keeping him in line, and his slow work toward being a better mandrill. He felt like he was growing a lot.

When Wolf is deciding what to do about Margot, Kipo aggressively supports her, waiting for Wolf to ask her for help, and then decreeing that only Wolf has a right to decide how she wants to handle this situation. You go Kipo. Getcha woke on. Speaking of Margot.

The Bad

Margot might as well have not shown up. We learn nothing new about her, nothing new about Wolf, and then she just gets cured by Emilia so there’s never really a resolution to this character tension. I get the reason why, I just praised it in the above section, but this was still poorly handled in my opinion. Their just isn’t enough story payoff to bother dragging this out of the backstory.

Dave created Skyscraper Ridge.... for a battery-powered hand-held fan? Which survived for 200 years of battles between humans and mutes. Over a hand-held fan? Dave and Benson met... by fighting over a hand-held fan? I’m sorry but what the fuck? If you wanted me to take this seriously, you should have made it about something important. Now, I will give this some credit: Maybe Dave has dementia and is misremembering the item he’s talking about. Cuz Benson doesn’t know what he’s talking about at first. So maybe he’s using a toy fan in the place of the actual thing they were fighting over. 

Speaking of Benson... You don’t make a backstory episode that raises more questions! Why is Benson the last of his kind? What happened to his parents? Did Dave kill them? Cuz if he did, that’s seriously fucked up that Benson’s best friend killed his parents.

Song just kinda stopped being important once she was human huh? She spoke dubstep to the bees and got the death ivy wall put up, and then said she was going to work on a vaccine to the Cure... and then never finished it. Five years later, and Yumyan and all the others are still Cured. I get why this is, it’s so that there’s lasting consequences, which YES. Good on Kipo for not wimping out and pulling its punches, gimme them lasting consequences baby! I feed off it. But again, this leaves Song kind of … irrelevant.

So Kipo turns into a Mega Jaguar and she runs on all-fours (well... sixes), Song has the anatomy of a Mega Monkey... but Dr. Emilia’s Walrus form... has arms and legs? Sorry, that just kind of breaks the immersion for me. Two megas follow a consistent world building mechanic: you adopt the features of your mega animal... and Dr. Emilia just... doesn’t. No sir, I don’t like that.

Kaiju battles are kind of lame. There I said it. Come get me, Internet. I’m not apologizing. I don’t care much for great big things beating up other great big things. Now with a show and world like that of Kipo, I fully expected there’d be a Kaiju battle at some point, and with Kipo being a mega jaguar, I get why they went this route, but even so, Kaiju battles just aren’t my cup of tea.

Why did Hugo have to die? It kind of smelled of Redemption Equals Death, a wholly loathsome trope. He went through the best arc of all the characters, so let’s axe him off in the end. Sure, we lost other characters we cared about. Yumyan, Collette, Brad, but this was deliberately a noble sacrifice, and one he didn’t really have to make. He could have just jumped out of the car before it ran into Dr. Emilia. I don’t approve of killing off Hugo. That was not the right way to end his story.

Who is Wolf wearing? It’s never explained to us who this wolf was to her. It’s just a wolf. But this wolf was a person. And now she’s wearing its skin.

The Meh

So Jamack is here. That’s pretty much it. He finished his character arc when he joined Puck’s minstrel show and now he’s all smiles and buddy buddy and there’s not much else to say about him. I’m glad he was part of the final battle against Dr. Emilia, but by season 3, Jamack is just another ally. There’s no more of that redemption arc, which makes it feel slightly flat. For what we got, his redemption arc was alright, but the vast majority of it happens off screen, so unlike Hugo, it just doesn’t have that satisfying crunch.

So, ever since Mullholland, I’ve been under the impression that Wolf likes Kipo. Then with Kipo at the PRAHM very verbally saying she wishes Wolf was there, I thought maybe they were a ship? In the end, they verbalize having a sister-like relationship, which I totally get. I’m fine with it. That’s why it’s in the Meh section, not the bad stuff. But if they wanted to hammer home the sisters angle, having a character at a dance wishing the other was there doesn’t exactly send sibling energy.

I kind of wish we got to see how the first burrows got formed following the appearance of mutes. That would have been a nice thing to learn.

Final Thoughts

This show is probably in my top 10 cartoons of all time. It’s funny, colorful, the music is amazing, the characters are great, the villains steal the show, and it’s a good story. Is racism solved a little easily? Maybe, but A. it’s a kid’s show, and B. it’s kind of the whole point of the show. Unlike say Star Vs where it was a show about a princess who doesn’t want to be queen ohandalsomonsteracismiguess, this show’s core focus was on prejudice and racism. That was the forefront topic of the show. So, I’d say it sends an important lesson. I’d even go so far as to say it may be this generation’s Avatar. Is it as good as Avatar: the Last Airbender? Mmm no. But it’s damn good. Even with it’s flaws. I’d probably rate it about an 8.5 out of 10. So about a B+. Which is still really good. Does it have a few problems? Yes. Most shows do. It’s not perfect. But at the end of the day, it’s still a good show, and it has a LOT of rewatch potential, which is good for any show.

#kipo #kipo and the age of wonderbeasts #kataow #kipo oak #kipo season 3 #kataow season 3 #scarlemagne #wolf #david #benson

[glitchh3d]

Among Us 2.0 Snippet (Helping to Forget)

“No. You know I love playing Among Us with you, but I seriously can’t right now. I’m studying for that History exam Taichi and I have in a few days,” (Y/n) said, shoving Terushima away from her with her feet as she stared intently at her history textbook. He whined and dropped more of his weight onto her legs. 

“Just one round! Please! We got Bokuto and Akaashi and Kuroo playing with us this time!” Terushima begged. (Y/n) sighed but closed her textbook. 

“Fine. One round! Then you’re gonna let me study for a bit in peace, right?” Terushima nodded. “Alright, let me grab my iPad.” 

A few minutes later, (Y/n), Terushima, Atsumu, Taichi, Futakuchi, Bokuto, Akaashi, Kuroo and Kuroo’s boyfriend Kenma were all in a discord call playing Among us.

(Y/n) chose white, Terushima was lime, Bokuto was yellow, Akaashi was orange, Atsumu chose black, Kuroo chose pink, Kenma was red, Futakuchi was dark green, and Taichi chose purple. They started the game up a few seconds later and (Y/n) pouted as CREWMATE flashed across her screen. 

“What’d you get?” Terushima asked her from her gaming chair. She shrugged. 

“I can’t tell you. That’s cheating.” 

“Hm, okay well I trust you so I’m going to stay with you, okay?” (Y/n) hummed and ran her character to admin so it could swipe the card. 

Too fast. Try again.

She swiped again. 

Too slow. Try again. 

She swiped it again. 

Bad read. Try again.

Too slow. Try again. 

Too fast. 

Too slow.

Bad read. 

Too fast. 

“OH MOTHER FUCKER!” (Y/n) shouted, swiping the card again. It finally went through right as Kuroo called an emergency meeting. Terushima laughed at her. 

The discord call came to life seconds later. 

“So, um. (Y/n) was at card swipe for way too long.” Kuroo laughed. (Y/n) groaned. 

“It kept getting declined! I swear! I promise!” (Y/n) said as people started to laugh and vote. 

“I can confirm.” Terushima said, looking up and winking at (Y/n). She rolled her eyes. “She said motherfucker super loud and looked pissed so I completely believe that she was just super shit at the card swiper.” 

“Thank you, Yuu-chii.” 

“You’re welcome, princess.”

“Alright, we’ll let her off this time but I got my eye on you (Y/n).” Futakuchi said with a laugh as everyone finished voting. The call became silent again as the game continued. 

(Y/n) ran down to storage to fill the gas can to fill the upper engine, Terushima following closely behind her, not doing any tasks. 

She glanced up at him with narrowed eyes but he was too busy looking at his screen, tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth in concentration, to notice.

(Y/n) filled the upper engine with gas then ran back to storage, filling it again to refill the lower engine when the doors to storage closed. She swore. 

Terushima grinned to himself, sabotaging the lights and then killing (Y/n) who gasped and stared at her screen in horror as she was stabbed in the back multiple times by Terushima. 

He reported her body seconds later. 

“SOMEONE MURDERED MY GIRLFRIEND IN STORAGE!” Terushima shouted in fake horror. (Y/n) glared at him and he smiled innocently at her before looking back at his screen. 

“Oh shit, Akaashi is dead too.” Kuroo laughed.

“No!! Agaashi!!!” Bokuto whined, making Terushima sigh. 

“It’s okay, Bo bro. We can avenge our lovers.” 

“I hate to be that person, but Atsumu has been following me and he disappeared for a few seconds when the lights went out. We were in communications.” Taichi said. Atsumu let out a horrified gasp. 

“Fuck you, Taichi. Are you accusing me?” 

“Yeah, I am. You disappeared from my side as soon as lights went out and then (Y/n) died.” Taichi said. (Y/n) shook her head sadly, typing in the dead chat to Akaashi. 

(Y/n): Akaashi!!

Akaashi: Hey (Y/n). Who killed you?

(Y/n): Teru ): Hbu??

Akaashi: Bokuto-san.

(Y/n) gasped. “Oh my god, you assholes.” 

“HEY! Woah. You’re supposed to be dead so shut up,” Futakuchi laughed. (Y/n) glared at Terushima again as the voting ended. Atsumu ended up getting voted out. 

Atsumu was not the Impostor.

The game continued and (Y/n) chose to follow around Terushima to watch who he’d kill next. Unfortunately, the next victim was Kenma. She sighed as he became a ghost, then welcomed him to ghost chat. 

(Y/n): Hi Kenma!! Welcome to the ghostie partyyy

ApplePie: Hello. Thank you. 

(Y/n): OHHHH!!!! Akaashi! Kenma! Atsumu! Let’s have a ghost sleep over in medbay!!!

Sangwoo: No.

(Y/n): tsumuuu ): 

Sangwoo: Alright fine, RACE YOU

(Y/n) giggled, racing Atsumu’s ghost towards medbay. Akaashi and Kenma were both there already, sitting on the beds. (Y/n) and Atsumu sat on the beds and a few seconds of silence later, Kuroo, Taichi, Terushima and Bokuto ran in. (Y/n) gasped. 

The medbay door shut and then Bokuto killed Taichi as Terushima killed Kuroo. 

DEFEAT. 

“I can’t believe you, Yuuji.” (Y/n) said sadly as everyone joined the call. “When I get impostor I am going to kill you so hard.” 

“Alright, so now we know that if Terushima dies first, his girlfriend did it.” 

(Y/n) muted herself. “Hey, Teru. Mute for a second.” Terushima did, looking up at her with big, concerned eyes. “You called me your girlfriend…” 

Terushima blushed. 

“Shit, okay listen! I- we went on a date and-” 

“No no! It’s okay! I just didn’t know if you wanted labels yet but-” 

“Yes! I want everyone to know that I’m dating you!” 

“Oh! Okay! Good!” 

“Hey, love birds. Terushima you moron, you forgot to mute.” Futakuchi called out. 

“Oh…” 

“Well congrats?” Atsumu laughed. Bokuto and Kuroo both started laughing too. Akaashi sighed and congratulated the two. Taichi on the other hand, stayed quiet. 

“Thanks boys.” 

“Hey, (Y/n). I thought you said you were only playing one game?” Terushima said as another game loaded. (Y/n) shrugged. 

“I really feel the need to kill you so I’m playing as many damn games as it takes to get impostor.” Terushima’s eyes widened. 

“I’m staying with Taichi.” 

“No, what? Stay away from me,” Taichi chuckled. (Y/n) grinned. 

“SHH! We’re on mute.” 

The game went by fairly fast. Taichi and Kuroo double killed Terushima and (Y/n) in communications, then they went and double killed Bokuto and Akaashi together in Electrical. They voted Kenma out for no reason and then they killed Futakuchi, winning the game. 

The next game went by in a similar manner, Kenma killing off Kuroo first then being voted out after being caught venting by Akaashi. Then Atsumu killed Terushima and Bokuto. No one got voted out. Then he killed Taichi and Akaashi, leaving Futakuchi, (Y/n) and him alive. 

“Okay hear me out,” (Y/n) started as she called an Emergency Meeting. “Futakuchi just appeared out of nowhere behind me when I went to Electrical. I think it might be him because Atsumu went the complete opposite way.” 

“What? No! I was just coming to make sure you were safe.” 

“Nah, seems sus. Let’s get him out of here, (Y/n). Better safe than sorry,” Atsumu said, voting for Futakuchi. (Y/n) followed suit and Futakuchi whined, voting for (Y/n). In the end, Atsumu and Kenma won the game. 

“GG guys. Great play by (Y/n).” Kuroo teased. 

“Shut up! Ken-Ken, I’m sorry!” 

“Nope. You’re dead as soon as I get impostor.” 

“KENJI!” 

“YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF BY VOTING ME OFF AND LOSING!” 

“I didn’t mean to!” 

“Right, I’m sure you didn’t.” 

Terushima laughed and scooted (Y/n)’s desk chair towards her bed. He patted her leg lovingly. “It’s okay baby girl. I’ll protect you from him.” 

(Y/n) rolled her eyes with a smile as the game started. 

IMPOSTOR.

She grinned. Then frowned as she noticed Futakuchi was also the impostor so she couldn’t kill him. 

She hummed as she faked doing wires in storage. Terushima was following her again like a lost puppy. Perfect. 

She went to Communications next, Terushima still following her. The door to storage shut behind them and she killed him in the very corner of the room then set off the reactor. She rushed out and over to the reactor so no one would suspect her. 

“I-” (Y/n) glanced up, winked at Terushima, then went back to the game. 

Terushima pouted at her and crawled onto the bed, laying next to her. She kissed the top of his head lovingly while patting one of his cheeks. “It’s okay you big baby.” 

She killed Atsumu next, then passed by Kuroo and Bokuto’s dead bodies in medbay, deciding to call them.

“Okay, so both Bokuto and Kuroo were dead in medbay. But there wasn’t anyone near.” 

“I dunno, kind of seems like a self-report, don’t you think?” Futakuchi said suddenly. She gasped, thinking he’d back her up.

“What? No! I just-” 

“And look, Terushima is dead too. She said as soon as she got impostor she was going to take him out,” Everyone agreed, voting (Y/n) out. She pouted and Terushima laughed at her. 

“Aw, it’s okay you big baby.” 

***

One round for (Y/n) turned into ten rounds. Then fifteen. Then twenty. 

“Oh! Shoot, hang on guys, my boss is calling me.” (Y/n) exited the game, answering her phone. “Hello? Kait?” 

“Oh my god, where are you?(Y/n) you’re late for work. Did you get kidnapped? Hit by a bus? Car?” 

(Y/n)’s eyes widened in horror and she glanced at her phone screen, checking the time. She was indeed 43 minutes late for work. 

“Oh shit! No, no. I-” She glanced at Terushima who was still playing the game. “I got caught up studying and I didn’t even realize the time! I’ll be in, in a few minutes!” 

“Just get here safe, alright? We’ll chat once you get here about your unhealthy studying habits.” (Y/n) chuckled and nodded. 

“Okay! I’ll be right there. See you soon!” 

The phone hung up and (Y/n) leaped off her bed, scaring Terushima. 

“Woah, where's the fire?” He asked as she pulled her shirt off to change into one of her black work shirts. 

“I got distracted playing Among Us and I'm late for work! Grab the black shoes under my bed for me, would you?” Terushima nodded, saying goodbye to the rest of the guys before logging off the game and shoving his phone in his pocket. 

“Here,” He handed her shoes to her, watching her slip them on quickly. She grabbed her apron and kissed him once before rushing out the door. 

He smiled as he heard the front door of her apartment click shut, but then he noticed her phone and keys laying on her bed still. 

“Oh shit, she needs these.” He said to himself, grabbing them quickly. He shoved them into his pocket then rushed after her, trying to catch up before she got too far. But by the time he was out the door, she was long gone. 

He sighed and locked the apartment up before starting his trek to the small coffee shop. He really hoped she didn’t get in trouble. It was his fault that she got distracted in the first place.

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(Y/n) rushed into the small coffee shop, slipping behind the counter and washing her hands quickly before turning to help a customer. Kait, her boss and friend, came out of the back, tying her hair up into a quick ponytail. 

“Oh, (Y/n) (L/n). You and your studying-” Kait started, grabbing (Y/n)’s arms, turning her to make her look her in the eyes. Steely green eyes stared back into startled (e/c) ones. 

“I’m sorry! It won’t happen again!” 

The door burst open and Terushima rushed in, holding (Y/n)’s keys and phone in one hand. 

“Hi! Hey, it’s my fault she’s late! I distracted her with a game and she lost track of time and-” (Y/n)’s eyes widened even further as she realized she’d been caught in a lie. 

“A game? I thought you said you were studying?” Kait asked, eyes narrowing. (Y/n) gulped nervously. 

“You heard him, he’s the one to blame. Not me,” (Y/n) said making Terushima gasp at her as Kait turned to glare at him. 

“You, you’re Terushima Yuuji, right?” He nodded. “Keep your ass away from my employee. Got it?” 

“I- Your gonna make me stay away from my own girlfriend? That’s mean!” Terushima whined and Kait’s eyes widened. 

“Oh. Girlfriend?” (Y/n) nodded slowly. “This is news to me. I thought you said that he was-” 

“SHHHH!” (Y/n) slapped her hand over Kait’s mouth, silencing her. “I didn’t say anything Yuu-chii. Thank you for bringing my stuff! See you later, okay?” Terushima nodded slowly, handing her stuff to her before waving goodbye and leaving the coffee shop. 

Kait pried (Y/n)’s hand off her mouth. “Was he the one you went on a date with on Friday?” (Y/n) nodded. “I thought you said that he would, and I quote, “never date you”? What happened to that?” (Y/n) groaned. 

“We confessed to each other at laser tag last saturday and then we kissed and-” 

“YOU KISSED HIM AT LASER TAG?”

“Shhhh! Yes! I’ll show you the video and-” 

“There's a video? Oh my god, Hikari, come work the counter for a few minutes would you? (Y/n) and I need to talk in the back.”

Okay hear me out-

I’ super tired and this isn’t the best but @kaitycole​ IS NOW AN OFFICIAL CHARACTER IN THIS SERIES. 

Because I love her and she inspires me and she’s the whole reason this snippet even exists so if you enjoyed, say thank you to Kait <3

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Let The Flames Begin (Chapter 26)

A long one for you lovely humans. I considered splitting this into two chapters, but I couldn't find a good spot to do it. I know as a reader I prefer longer chapters. It gives me something to really sink my teeth into. But as a writer, sometimes it hard to stretch a chapter too long. Sometimes it just feels right to end it and move on to the next. So sorry if my inconsistent chapter lengths annoy people, I can't help it looool

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Daryl was sat in his tent watching Charlene sleep peacefully. She had been back now for a few hours but neither of them had left the tent. After Merle had come in, interrupting fuck knows what, Charlene had told them both everything that happened after she got lost. After that, she looked worn out so Daryl had demanded she lay down. She did and fell asleep within seconds. Merle left after that and Daryl had just sat here staring at her. He couldn't believe she was actually here. He couldn't believe that for once he had some good fucking luck. He had not taken his eyes off her for a second, like he was scared she might dematerialise if he did. It just felt so foreign to him, that something went his way. He had been convinced that was it, but it wasn't. She was back here with him and Merle and he couldn't find the words for how grateful he was. Now she was sleeping peacefully he could really look at her. He hated how unwell she looked, knowing she had struggled and he wasn't there to help her. He tried to remind himself of her words just hours earlier. She didn't blame him. He blamed himself though but he was trying to stuff it down. She was here and fine and that's what mattered.

He kept thinking about what might have happened if his brother hadn't come in. She leant down, almost like she might kiss him. His brain couldn't seem to wrap his head around it, because he knew she would never kiss him in a million years. It annoyed him to no end that Merle had to interrupt them, so now he was left wondering and confused. Maybe she was just gonna lean her head on his again like she had done earlier. He liked being that close to her. He knew emotions were high in the moment, it was the only reason why he had grabbed her and pulled her on his lap. He’d never be able to pull that shit otherwise. But he had been so desperate to make sure she was real, that she wasn't just a ghost in his mind coming to torture him. He hated being in his own head, wondering what might have happened. He knew what he wanted to happen but it was just a fantasy, it would never be a reality for him.

He glanced to the side, noticing her shirt and the rabbit's foot. His face flushed a little realising the girl had seen him clutching them both. Prolly thinks I’m a fuckin’ pussy now. His stomach was growling, it had been for hours. But he hadn't been able to drag himself away from her. But after the billionth time, the painful rumble in his belly won out. She was safe here anyway, sleeping soundly in his tent. He got out of the tent, making sure to zip it back up before walking over to the RV. They kept most of the food in here and he hated how he had to walk through people to get any. Before he could even get there Shane was stood in front of him with a stern face and Daryl clenched his jaw. He didn't like Shane one bit. It wasn't just the fact he was a cop. Daryl never liked cops much anyway, they always tried to pin shit on him just because he was a Dixon. But that wasn't his issue. The guy was a fucking asshole and he hated the way he looked at him and his brother, like he knew he was better than them. There was something off about him. Daryl couldn't put his finger on it but he didn't like it.

“What ya want?” Daryl asked roughly, glaring at him. He wasn't in the mood for this bullshit.

“We think you should wake Charlene up. We haven't really had the chance to introduce ourselves properly,” Shane had this look on his face. A condescending look that made Daryl want to throttle his damn neck.

“Nah, she’s stayin’ put and no one's gonna fuckin’ bother her,” Dary sneered, going to take a step around him. Shane sidestepped him though and Daryl clenched his fists by his side.

“We just wanna talk to her man,” Shane shrugged, looking like he thought he had a say in this.

“Think ya talked enough when she fuckin’ got here and ya’ll ambushed her,” Daryl scoffed, shaking his head.

“We got kids here, we need to know if we can trust her. So you need to wake her up for me,” the policeman in him was seeping out and Daryl wanted so badly to kick him in the face.

“I ain't gotta do shit. We trust her, that's enough,” he growled, glowering at him. Shane snorted, looking more than amused.

“Oh right, because we should take the word of you and your junkie brother?” he asked with a smirk. Daryl stood a little straighter, scowling at him.

“Yeah. Or we can go somewhere else and ya can see how long ya fuckin’ survive without the redneck trash catchin’ ya food,” Daryl snarled, his voice low, menacing almost. Shane squared up to him a little and Daryl never wavered as he glared him down.

After a tense minute, Shane scoffed, moving away as he shook his head and walked away. Yeah, fuckin’ walk away ya piece of shit pig. Daryl went back to the task at hand, going into the RV and grabbing a random can. He heard Merle before he saw him, he would recognise his brother's footfalls no matter what.

“What’s deputy dipshit want?” he drawled with a snort, standing next to him. Daryl glanced at him and shrugged.

“Wants me to wake Charlene up so they could fuckin' prod at her,” he huffed, stabbing his knife into the can and opening it.

“What ya say?” Merle asked curiously, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Told him it ain't gonna happen and if he don't like it we can leave. See how long they last without us gettin’ their food,” he replied. Merle barked out a laugh and clapped Daryl on the back, making him flinch a little.

“Shit son, I’m proud of ya,” Merle laughed. Daryl didn't know how he felt about that. Merle’s approval had been something he had been desperately seeking since a young boy. But if he was proud of him for being an asshole then he knew it wasn't a good thing.

“How’s she doin’?” Merle piped up after a moment of silence as Daryl ate. Daryl heaved a weary sigh and tossed the can in the small trash can before he turned fully to look at his brother

“She don’t look well. Skinny as fuck, worn out,” he said tensely, making Merle nod.

“She’s been through a lot without us there to help her. But she's alive,” Merle said firmly. Daryl lowered his gaze, chewing his thumb and Merle squinted at him.

“Don't make me hit ya, boy. I know its still botherin’ ya. It’ll take some time to get used to the fact shes here again. But it ain't yer damn fault,” Merle scolded. Daryl scoffed bitterly, meeting his eyes.

“Is my fault. I told her to run and she got fuckin’ lost. Now shes half-starved and exhausted,” he huffed, scowling at him.

“Ya blame yaself. I get it. I blame myself too. If I hadn't let my guard down for a second I wouldn’t have got knocked out by that damn biter. We can both blame ourselves brother but it don't change a damn thing. She's here. She's fine. We get some food in her belly and get her to rest up, she’ll be as good as new in no time,” he insisted. Daryl looked down again before nodding. He was right, it wouldn't change a damn thing dwelling on it. He still blamed himself but he needed to move past it.

Merle left to do God knows what. His brother always seemed to just disappear and Daryl didn't know if he wasn't sneaking off to use or if he was just terrorising people here like usual. He couldn't bring himself to care too much. He wanted to get back in case Charlene woke up. He left the RV and when he glanced at the tent, he saw Lori loitering around it looking nervous. He stomped over, so done with people and their bullshit.

“Don’t y’all ever get tired of bein’ annoyin’?” he scoffed, making her glance up to him. She looked wary and Daryl stood up taller. He knew he was being intimidating but that was the point. These assholes needed to leave his girl the fuck alone.

“I just wanted to talk to her, I have some spare clothes if she needs them,” Lori said softly, shrinking back a little when Daryl took a step forward.

“Then come back when she ain’t sleepin’ and not a second before,” he growled, unzipping the tent and getting inside. He zipped it back up and heaved a sigh as he sat down.

Being in a group was going to be taxing, sharing her attention with all the others. He didn't like it one bit. He watched her as she stirred in her sleep, and she yawned a little. Her eyes snapped open and she looked around frantically, but when her eyes landed on him he saw her relax infinity and snuggle back into his blanket. He knew it would take some adjusting for her too. She had told him how she had been sleeping up in the trees to stay safe. He was proud of her. She had survived two weeks without him and she did fucking good.

“Sleep alright?” he rasped, making a sleepy smile grace her pretty little face.

“I did. It’s nice to feel safe again,” she muttered, rubbing her eyes as she sat up. His heart constricted. He would never get used to the fact she felt so safe around him. It made his chest swell with pride and he tried to ignore it.

A few hours later and Daryl found himself brooding just outside of his tent. He was working on a trail snare, hopefully they would grab some rabbits at some point. As soon as they had stepped foot out of the tent, Lori had ushered the girl away from him and since then he hadn't been able to talk to her. He had no desire to go over as she spoke to Carol and Lori, he just sat outside of his tent with a scowl etched on his face. He was engrossed in his task, trying to ignore the burning jealousy that was scorching his veins from the inside out.

“Daryl?” his head snapped up when he heard her timid voice, looking up at Charlene as she stood there looking somewhat awkward. He squinted a little, not sure why she was acting that way.

“S’wrong?” he asked gruffly, thinking the worst as he always did. He noticed then she had a bundle of clean clothes in her arms, some shampoo and a brush lay on top of them.

“I wanted to wash in the quarry, but I don't wanna go alone,” she said softly. He tilted his head and quirked a brow at her.

“Alright…?” he asked slowly, clearly not getting why she was telling him this. Shouldn't Lori or Amy or someone go with her? He just blinked up at her for a moment and she looked down, her cheeks flushing and it only confused him further.

“Will you come with me?” her voice was almost a whisper and he was more than certain he hadn’t heard her right. She wanted him to go with her? Whilst she was naked? Washing herself?

He looked up at her dumbly for what felt like forever until he realised she had in fact asked him that, and now she was stood glaring at the floor with pink cheeks.

“I...uh…” he looked down, feeling the tips of his ears burning as he tried to compose himself. Fuck sake, just do it. Act like a fuckin’ man.

“Alright,”  he said, trying to sound more confident than he felt. She looked at him with a little smile and he swallowed thickly as he stood. He grabbed his bow in case he needed it and lead her down to the quarry. She set the clean clothes on a rock near the water's edge and the shampoo and brush within reach. He stood there, eyes flitting about and when they landed on her, she was looking at him expectantly.

“Are you gonna...you know, turn around?” she asked looking somewhat amused. He turned around, sneering at himself as he cursed inwardly. Just fucking stood there like he expected her to get naked in front of him like that. Fuckin’ idiot.

Charlene got undressed, keeping her underwear on because she didn't feel too comfortable with being naked out here like that. She got in the water and Daryl sat on a large rock near the edge, keeping his back to her.

“The waters nice and cool,” Charlene mused as she started scrubbing the dirt and grime from her body. Daryl just grunted and nodded. It was pathetic how much his mind was running away with him. He wasn't even looking at her and he felt like a pervert for just being there. He stayed quiet for a while and then he heard someone walking towards them. He raised his bow on the off chance it was a biter, but instead, Shane came into view. Daryl had to fight himself to put the bow down, glaring at him.

He didn't fail to notice how Shanes gaze wandered to Charlene in the water and Daryl bristled, sitting up straighter, completely tense. Shane walked over to him, sitting on the rock opposite with a smug look on his face. Daryl didn't want him here, Daryl didn't want him facing the girl while she was trying to fucking clean herself.

“The fuck ya here for? Can't ya see she’s tryin’ to get clean?” Daryl sneered at him. Shane gave him a smirk and raised his brow.

“Could ask you the same thing. Didn't take you for a peeping Tom,” he chuckled. Daryl inhaled a deep breath, resisting the urge to deck him.

“She asked me here,” he growled, anger flashing behind his baby blue eyes. Shane cocked his head a little as a slow smirk spread across his stupid fucking face.

“Is that so? She your girl?” He asked, his tone mocking almost like he knew Daryl wouldn't ever get a girl like her in a million years.

“Yeah, she is. So ya best put ya damn eyes back in ‘fore I scoop ‘em out and fuckin’ feed ‘em to ya,” he snarled. Shane looked almost surprised for a moment before he chuckled. He raised his hands like he was surrendering as he stood up. Daryl glared as Shane took another look at Charlene in the water before he sauntered off.

Well shit, how the fuck do I explain that one? The anger was simmering, about to boil over as he tried to breathe through it. Shane was a fucking prick.

“Daryl?” he heard from behind him. She sounded like she was right behind of him now, out of the water. He was about to look when he remembered her lack of clothes and he stilled completely.

“Yeah?” he asked warily.

“Could you help with my hair? It's really bad,” she lamented with a sigh.

“The fuck I look like, ya damn caretaker?” he snapped, regretting the words as they left his lips. It was the panic in him causing him to lash out. Not only had he told someone they were together and he knew damn well the group liked gossip, now she wanted him to wash her fucking hair. He’d be close to her, whilst she was partially naked. He stood tense, his mouth unable to form an apology because he was a pig-headed asshole and he glared ahead of him.

Charlene pursed her lips, she didn't know why he was being a dick all of a sudden but it sent a rush of anger through her.

“Maybe I should ask Shane,” she muttered. She wasn't sure why she said that, maybe it was because he had just been there so it was the first person she thought of. It was almost childish but it still left her mouth anyway. She didn't know why but it was clear Daryl didn't like the man for some reason or another. And apparently, Daryl wasn't the only person who liked to push buttons when they got mad. Daryl turned around, scowling at her, her undressed state forgotten as he squinted at her.

“That supposed to be some kinda joke?” he spat, his right eye twitching with annoyance. Why the fuck had she said that? Did she know he was jealous? Because if she did that was fucking awkward. She just looked up at him defiantly and he had to fight to keep his gaze on her face.

“No. I’m just saying, if you don't wanna help me I‘m sure someone else would,” it was like something inside her had snapped a little. She was already aware he would never see her in that way and it irritated her that it was such a big deal for him to help her just because she was partially undressed. Like she was that vile to look at it made him snap at her.

He glared at her, the image of Shane washing her hair making his brain hurt and he clenched his jaw., but when he really looked at her, he saw just what she meant when she said her hair was bad. It was all knotted and caked in blood and he felt the pang of guilt in his chest. It was his fault that she was this way, he had failed her. The least he could do was swallow his pride and fucking help her out a little. Besides, he had a thing for her hair for the longest time. It would be a shame if she had to cut it.

“Fine, I’ll help,” he relented, looking at her sheepishly.

“You sure? I mean you aren't my caretaker and all,” she huffed, rolling her eyes as she padded back over to the water. Daryl shook his head with a deep sigh. Why did he have to fuck things up all the time? She had been back a few hours and already it was back to the same bullshit. Him lashing out whenever he felt cornered and her thinking he didn't care about her. He toed off his boots, rolling up the legs of his pants to his knees as he followed her. He couldn't help but look at her heart-shaped ass in nothing but panties as she got in the water. He wouldn't forget that anytime soon.

He sat on the edge, his legs in the water and she went over to him, standing between his legs. He grabbed the cup she had brought with her and started to pour water on her hair, her head tilted back. Her hair was a mess and he worked carefully, trying to pull apart some of the matts in her hair. He grabbed the brush and pulled it through some of the knots.

“Ow!” she yelped, turning to look over shoulder at him with a glare. He looked at her sheepishly and bit his lower lip.

“Sorry,” he muttered as she turned back around. He was more careful after that as he tried to brush out some knots, he wasn't used to being so gentle. He alternated between water and the brush for a bit and then he grabbed the shampoo. He wasn't sure who it belonged to but he wasn't sure about it. He didn't want her meadowy scent to be overridden by it. He massaged her scalp with his fingers, relishing the feel of her hair and getting the chance to touch it like this. After a few more washes and brushes, her long hair was once again clean and knot-free.

“There ya go,” he said, still feeling ashamed of himself for his earlier outburst. She turned around in her water to face him and his eyes went to her small breasts without him meaning them to. He caught himself though and brought his eyes back up to her face. She didn't seem to notice since she didn't hit him in the nuts.

“Thanks,” she said, looking somewhat sad. He stayed sat there with her between his legs and he chewed his thumb.

“Look, about before…” he started.

“Let me guess, you didn't mean it?” she snorted bitterly. His heart sank at her words and he furrowed his brow as he looked down at her. See, she’s already gettin’ sick of this bullshit.

“I didn't mean it Charlene and ya know I didn't. I fucked up...again,” he bit out, feeling angry with himself.

“I get it Daryl. You don't like looking after me and you certainly don't wanna be stuck with my ugly half-naked ass,” she frowned. Daryl looked at her like she had grown another head. He was about to speak up, to tell her just how wrong she fucking was with every bit of that statement but he was interrupted.

“Room for one more?” Merle grinned. Daryl closed his eyes and groaned, of course Merle had to do this. He noticed how Charlene moved closer to him, hiding herself behind his legs almost. Her breasts were pushed against his thigh and her arm against his crotch. He hoped to fuck his dick didn't decide to wake up with her being pressed against him like this, things would get real fucking awkward if that happened. He was confused why she was so at ease with being in her underwear around him. Even letting him wash her hair, yet she shied away from Merle who she was also close to. Nothing was making sense today.

“The fuck ya want Merle?” Daryl sighed, casting a glance to his brother. Merle had a smug grin on his face and Daryl wanted the ground to swallow him whole. He knew his brother knew how this was affecting him. His brother knew he liked her after all.

“Just comin’ to see how my favourite little lady's doin’,” Merle smirked, plonking himself down on a rock near the pair of them.

“I’m kind of busy here Merle, and half-naked,” she snorted, her face flushing little as she pressed even closer to Daryl. Dear God, I take back every bad thing I said about ya. Please don't let me get a fuckin’ boner. I’ll do whatever ya want. Fuckin’ go around bible bashin’, baptise people in the fuckin’ quarry. Name it and it's yours, just don't let me get hard.

“I noticed that. Seem awful cosy here huh?” Merle smirked. Charlene's eyes widened and she looked down, her cheeks heating up. Did he know she liked Daryl? She couldn't even look at either of them. Daryls felt the heat creep up onto his face as he glared at his brother.

“Keepin’ an eye out. Shane thought it was appropriate to come down here and catch the show,” Daryl spat, his anger resurfacing as he remembered. Merle’s face darkened a little and he pursed his lips,

“Hm...is that so? Might have to have a little word with him,” Merle mused. Daryl smirked inwardly. Merle was just as protective of her it seemed and he actually wanted to see what would happen if Merle had those words with the jackass.

“Guys, shut up okay? Just leave it alone. I know how you talk Merle and it's with your fists. Can we just have no drama for once?” she huffed.

“Anyone would think ya got a thing for him,” Daryl muttered bitterly. He shocked himself. He had thought about it, but he hadn't meant to fucking say it out loud and make himself sound like a jealous bastard. Merle's grin widened at his words and Charlene glared up at him looking unimpressed.

“What's wrong? Jealous?” she sneered as she moved away a little. Not so bashful about her lack of clothes now she was getting angry. She knew he wasn't jealous, but he was being an asshole so she was being one right back.

“The fuck would I be jealous about?” he growled, standing up and grabbing his boots and his bow. Merle shook his head looking at him incredulously as he started walking away.

“How the fuck did ya ever get laid before all this Darlina?” he snorted. He really didn't understand how bad his brother was at this. He liked her and he was being a dick. Daryl shot him a glare before stomping back off to camp. Leaving Charlene with Merle.

“The fuck is his deal?” she asked angrily, climbing out of the water. Merle looked down, averting his gaze as she grabbed the clean clothes and tugged them on. It was uncomfortable since she was still wet but she was mad and didn't care.

“Don't worry about him sweetcheeks. He doesn’t know his ass from his elbow right now. Think his heads all over the damn place, with ya comin’ back from the dead and all,” Merle muttered, glancing back to where Daryl had been moments before.

“I wasn't dead,” she huffed, finally dressed. She put her hair up in a high ponytail to let it dry and get out of her face. Merle stood then, dusting himself off a little.

“I know. But we thought ya were. I don't think ya get just how bad it was sugar. We really thought ya weren’t comin’ back. Daryl just...shut off. He wasn't there for a while. And when he came back he was just angry. Only ever seen him like that after Ma died,” Merle frowned. He hoped by sharing this with her she might cut his dick of a brother some slack.

She chewed her lower lip a little. She couldn't fathom why Daryl had been so upset but she knew Merle wouldn't lie to her. She knew Daryl had issues. Especially when it came to failing at things. He had said he blamed himself for what happened so in her mind, the only logical explanation for how upset he was, was the fact he had failed again. That was the only reason he could be that upset.

“I’ll just stay out of his way until he cools off,” she sighed, making her way back to camp with Merle by her side. Merle knew he needed to talk sense into his brother. If he didn't want to admit how he felt, then fine. But he didn't have to keep lashing out at her like this. His damn mood swings were giving them all whiplash and it wasn't fair to her. If he wanted to ignore his feelings he needed to fucking man up and do it right.

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[zackmephisto]

dirt watches aew

this episode changed me as a person

nick vs fenix NAME A MORE ICONIC MATCH

this is already fucking stunning no one ever @ me ever again

THE ADIOS AMIGO AND THEN COUNTERED AND THEN THE SEE YA I'M EMOTIONAL DON'T TOUCH ME

HOLY SHIT THAT ROPE SHIT INTO THE HURRICANRANA

oh god that's right they're both the younger brothers THIS IS POETIC

if u wanna show someone pro wrestling. this should be a match you show them.

was upset when nick got him in the sharpshooter just bc I didn't want the match to end

holy fuck that was so good

if this crowd isnt as hot for this women's match as they were just then i'm yeeting myself off my balcony

god I am so heart eyes for these women. could watch this for ages

THE REVERSAL

THIS AWESOME

god these two are so fucking good

shida won but tbh both of them looked fucking stunning in this match. could have ended any which way and i would have been thoroughly impressed.

what the fuck.

COWBOY SHIT!!!

HANGMAN BEING THE ONLY ONE WITH AN ENTRANCE THIS IS DIRT RIGHTS

orange Cassidy and chuck coming out during commercial is actually dirtphobic so nvm

o kip ok I'm interested

jimmy havoc ok. didnt he get his ass beat not too long ago

JUNGLE BOY AND MARKO STUNT I'M DECEASED

Pentagon!!!!

SONNYYYYY

joey!!!!

oh god. oh god. oh fuck its MJF OH FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!!!! god hes looking so tan and s*xy

how old is Billy Gunn now

OH OH GOD MY DUDE

CHUCKIE OH MY GOD THANK YOU I LOVE YOU

orange... I love you.

SONNY TWERKING THANK YOU

max.... i hate that I love you. but I do love you.

CHUCK HUGGING ORANGE LIKE THAT ME TOO

MARKO I LOVE YOU KILL HIM

marko :(

ew. staple gun.

this is big nasty

cant i have one dynamite where i dont have to see shawn spears

ok the asshole chants for max i want u 2 kno that i agree w the crowd but I still love u

ORANGE BEAT HIS ASS PLEASE IM BEGGING

THANK GOD

that's the most heel thing mjf has ever done. fuck him breaking up with cody. he eliminated orange

HELLO?!?!?!??!

please don't eliminate mjf my crops are dying

thank u wardlow. whoever u r

THANK U HANGMAN!!!!

ideally this ends with hangman and mjf. can you imagine that match? can you imagine my rights?

fuck you penelope ford what else have you done

JUNGLE BOY HOLY FUCK

OH GOD JUNGLE BOY AND HANGMAN but when did max get eliminated

OH HE DIDNT

oh my god.... oh my god it really is my rights...

SORRY AEW SAID DIRT RIGHTS !!!!!!

SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M GONNA SCREECH ABT THIS UNTIL THE END OF TIME

an upset? who was upset? i for one stan our southern californian kings

where can I get that blazer. so i can wear it with my tiddies out so jericho sees how ridiculous looks

me: shits on chris jericho

also me: sings hella loud to his theme

i have champagne should i pop it for him

ok me when i have to admit a customer is right and hager is my manager right behind me

OK THIS IS GOOD CONTENT SORRY

"Chicago has a hockey team and two baseball teams" and then the hard cut to the dude in the bears jacket made me shit myself

say bubbly. do it.

hager say sorry for jericho's dollar store headband challange

SCU LOOKS GOOD OMG

wait hold on can we talk abt how a black man handed chris "i played the grand wizard of the kkk in a movie" jericho his first L in a e dub

THE YOU GOT PINNED CHANTS FUCK YEAH

U GET UR DATE SCORPIO SKY

the melanie chants are sending me-

"i never meant to embarrass you" HEYOOO

"melanie gained a lot of weight since high school" "i like big butts and i cannot lie" SCORPIO MY FUCKING KING THANK YOU I OWE YOU MY LIFE

"I think its cuter than baby yoda-" ok... maybe he got it

MAKE IT A TITLE MATCH

FUCK YEAH OH MY GOD I CANT WAIT

oh my god scorpio sky i.... i...... I-

<censored bc minors follow me>

LE BITCH!!!!!! LE!!!! BITCH!!!!!!

hey sammy guevara 2008 dirt called she wants her maroon skinny jeans back

i'm kinkshaming proud n powerful

what did nakazawa and cutler ever do to anyone other than be good boys

scorpio sky finessed that title match and i'm frankly jealous

WHY BRING MARKO AND JUNGLE BOY THIS HURTS

LUCHASAURUS THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING

oh okay. okay. they're big. they're bug dudes. jesus damn.

can't blame hager. i wouldn't want to fight luchasaurus either i would have ran too he's big and clearly Better than u

big depressed that dynamite is only 2 hrs long

luchasaurus vs Peter Avalon???? ok.... ok.

"it looks like life has found a way" for this. i hope that peter Avalon survives for even a minute longer

anyway luchasaurus <censored>

good evening luchasaurus <censored>

i stan one dinosaur family and also luchasaurus <censored>

oh! private party and proud n powerful ok. dirt rights.

o the t shirt. maybe i'm crying.

that pin break holy fuck I love these two teams

holy vertical lift

i literally would have cried if they got that double stomp holy shit

Noah fence but this match needs to be faster bc i desperately need darby vs mox. my crops are dying

hurricanrana is still one of my fave moves in all of pro wrestling

isiah kassidy's leopard print ass. that's it. send the tweet.

that was so fucked up what the fuck???? i thot aye ee dub was better than that

Nick Jackson And His Ugly Shirt Make The Save

and thank god. would have sued if private party lost

DUSTIN?!?!?!?!?!?

i'm so <redacted> for mjf vs hangman none of you have a Clue

KENNY AND PAC SCREEEEEE

kenn...ny????????????

kenny :(

THIS! FUCKING! POP!

darby you dramatic fucking SHIT

god his theme goes so hard.

THE BODY BAG I!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I'M NOT READYYYYY

holy fucking shit.

is moxley huge or darby tiny

THAT NO SELL. JESUS.

suddenly I'm a whore all the sudden

i'm so goddamn tense I cant liveblog my butthole is clenched

the body bag moving is cool and I get it but it's also a little funny. maybe I'm drunk. per aew tradition. but it's a little drunk funny

don't talk to me I'm tense

AAAA!

oh my god he fucking killed Darby

yes darby lost but sorry. mox needed to paradigm shift him from the top rope to get the pin. that speaks. fucking. volumes.

#dirt watches aew

[westerburg-baseballstars]

Story Post

((This is really long oh boy))

Evan had won prom king. He had thanked Adam for standing behind him threateningly and Kyle for being supportive of his whole journey, thank you so much, I love you all. Most everyone had laughed so he felt pretty damn good about himself right now. Currently, he was on the dance floor with Adam. Kyle was over somewhere when it happened. ‘Lean and Dab’ started playing. Who cares if it’s an old song? Not these kids. The crowd rioted. Kyle looked at Evan with a ‘don’t you dare’ look, and Evan never backed down from a direct challenge. He locked eye contact with his boyfriend and did the inevitable. He dabbed. Everyone went wild. Thank fucking god Meridel had run out of at some point during that whole experience and got to miss what fresh hell was about to happen now that Evan fucking dabbed. Kyle, who had been staying far the fuck away from the dance floor was excited his babe won prom king but the second that happened he stood up from the table they’d all been occupying and fucking nyoomed through the bunch of people like sonic the god damn hedgehog (yknow, since he was wearing blue) and right up to Evan. He grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him down to his level and smack. Not hard but smack indeed. He was gentle because he didn’t want to like, mess up anybody’s face. Everyone was still losing their shit.

Evan was expecting something a bit harder, honestly. It still hurt, don’t get me wrong, but hurt way less than he thought it was going to. His eyeliner was still perfect and unsmudged. He grinned at Kyle and loosened his boyfriend’s hand from his collar, straightening up. “That was pitiful. So I guess I have to serenade you now?” Brown boy grinned and adjusted his crown, and immediately launched into a soulful rendition of “I’ll Make a Man Out of You”. It wasn’t half bad. People were putting it on Snapchat.

Kyle was about to explain that he didn’t want to knock his crown off by hitting him as hard as he wanted to but was cut off by Evan’s beautiful singing voice. He felt slightly embarrassed knowing he was like all over Snapchat and all but he worked with it, giggling and hugging him gently as he sang. It was cute. He was cute. This is important for all reasons.

Evan finished singing and looked down at Kyle, grinning hugely. “Did I make you proud, dad?” He then scooped Kyle up in his arms and started carrying him around bridal-style. He was practically the king of Snapchat at this point. Adam then stole Kyle and started running. Evan chased after him. This was the best prom Westerburg had seen in 15 years. Evan finally managed to regain his ginger prince, sticking his tongue out at his best friend. “Adam is a shithead. Don’t talk to him.” Kyle was screaming and laughing and giggling as he was carried around like that. Once he was returned to Evan he leaned up and kissed his cheek. They were everywhere. Snapchat was full of that Gay Shit™. “Im proud of you, babe,” Kyle finally said, “Even if you looked like a complete dork dancing and that dab didn’t help.” Evan snorted. “Good thing I’m hot, then. I think I only won because of Laura’s eyeliner. Speaking of eyeliner, yours looks really good.” He had only told Kyle this about fifty times. “It matches the blue nicely. Hey, wait…” he smiled and kissed Kyle on the forehead, “Aren’t we in those Harry Potter house colors?” “I took her eyeliner a while ago and fixed it up myself. It still looks good?” He smiled and then laid his head on his chest, “I think these are the colors?” He added after a moment of thought and then with a grin. “We areee!” Evan mock gasped. “You, Kyle Caplan, who’s scared of like, half of everything, took Laura’s eyeliner? And that means I’m the brave stupid one, right? And you’re the one who actually thinks.” He spun Kyle around, barely avoiding knocking into Adam, who yelled something about suing. Even more Snapchats were taken. They were gonna be famous. “I asked her if I could, excuse you. That took more guts than stealing it. And you’re no-” Kyle was cut off by the somewhat scream/giggle that came from being spun. He yelled an apology to Adam and just grinned. “You didn’t ask!” Laura shouted from the boy she was dancing with, “You said 'Laura I’m taking this please don’t kill me’ and then ran off.” “It was better than stealing!” Kyle shouted back, “I’ll give it back!” The boy dipped Laura because he was classy as fuck, “Keep it. You look nice in silver.” She smiled at Kyle. “Really?” Kyle grinned ear to ear and this was the happiest he’d been all fucking year, “Thank you!” Evan was grinning and started carrying Kyle up to the front of the room. “I’m so proud of you! You got a compliment from Laura *and* you stole her eyeliner! I’ve taught you well.” They arrived at the front of the room. “You know, I told you I was gonna make out with you in front of the whole prom. So I can’t go back on my promise.” “You could, you know. The whole prom is a lot of people..” Kyle blushed a bit and looked out at the whole bunch of phones and that only made him blush more. “This is more than the whole prom.” “Hmmm,” he pretended to think about it for all of two seconds. “Nah. We’ll be Snapchat famous.” He grinned and started kissing on his boyfriend. Adam was acting as a hype man. Kyle kissed back of course because he couldn’t resist a kiss from this asshole and with Adam as hype man, not accepting would be a god damn crime. He felt everyone watching though. It made him incredibly nervous. They were, in fact, Snapchat famous. And trending. There was already an article being written in the local paper. Adam eventually went off somewhere, presumably to go get a girl. Evan continued to kiss Kyle for a minute after he left, then setting him down. “Was it that bad?” Kyle stared up at him and was a little wobbly. He could almost sense the whole 'we’re trending and famous and shit, if we started a youtube channel now we could expect our diamond play button in the morning’ thing and it was making him start to panic. “It was…” He covered his face, “Kind of a lot to take in. There’s a lot of people.. recording, and stuff.” He mumbled, not wanting to cry and mess up his makeup. “I think I need to go outside for a minute..” Evan was instantly worried. He motioned for the people to move along and moved so that he was blocking Kyle from the majority of the cameras. “I’m sorry babe, do you want me to come with you?” Why did he go along with this? He knew it was going to upset Kyle and he did it anyways because he was a stupid shit. “No, babe, I’m fine. I just don’t want to make anything bad and ruin the night like i always do. I’m fine, just need to clear my head. You stay in here. I’m just gonna be like, five minutes.” Kyle smiled up at him and gave him a quick kiss. “Be the beautiful prom king you were born to be and I’ll come back inside soon.” Evan nodded. “Alright. I’ll stay around here. Text me if you need anything, okay?” He hugged Kyle tightly for a moment then stepped back. “Love you!” Kyle smiled back at him despite his nerves, “Love you too, babe. Rule your kingdom and I’ll be back in a bit.” He blew him a kiss and then went pushing through the crowd. —————————————————————————– ((But wait, there’s more))

It had been about fifteen minutes and Kyle wasn’t back yet. Evan was starting to get really worried. He could understand losing track of time for ten minutes or so, but fifteen seemed a bit much. Adam had come back, grumbling about how Abby still wouldn’t date him, and Evan had been talking to him for the past few minutes. There was a little voice in his head telling him to go check on Kyle, but he pushed it away for a few minutes to listen to Adam rant. He excused himself after a bit and told his fuckboy best friend to come find him if he wasn’t back in fifteen. Evan walked into the lobby and then outside, looking around for his boyfriend. “Kyle? Are you alright?” There was no response. He searched the general vicinity hurriedly and saw no trace of Kyle other than a crumpled flower on the ground. Fighting the growing dread in his stomach, he went back inside to ask the receptionist if she had seen a boy in a bright blue suit anywhere around. Something in his voice must have sounded extra panicky because the receptionist actually looked up and gave him a decent answer. She had seen a redhead in a blue suit head into the elevator. Evan thanked her and hurried over, pressing the button about four or five times in his impatience. Maybe Kyle just went up to the room to go to sleep? But wouldn’t he have texted him first? The worry was coming back even worse than it had been before. The elevator doors opened with a ding and Evan stepped in, hitting the button for the sixth floor and waiting in silence for the elevator to reach. After a minute the doors slid open and Evan practically ran down the hallway, stopping outside his room. He fumbled in his wallet for his room key and inserted it into the slot. The door clicked and Evan pushed it open, looking around. Kyle wasn’t in the bedroom. He wasn’t there and Evan was starting to full on panic now. If he’s not in the bedroom, he’s in the bathroom, right? That’s logical. Kyle was in the bathroom. He was there and everything was going to be fine. Evan took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself and knocked on the door. “Kyle? You’re in there, right?” He plastered a hopeful smile on his face. “Kyle? Are you alright?” No response. The smile vanished and Evan tried once more. “Kyle Caplan, if you don’t talk to me I’m coming in there!” Nothing was heard other than the air conditioning. Evan turned the doorknob and was surprised to find it unlocked. Not pleasantly surprised, as everything else was making him feel like something awful had happened. He stepped in cautiously, glanced to his right, and saw Kyle. Kyle submerged, fully dressed, in a bathtub full of water. The blue dye from the suit had started to tinge the water, surrounding Kyle like a chalk outline. The tie he had been wearing was now tying his hands behind his back. His eyes were closed and the flowers that had been in his hair were now floating on the surface. He looked very, very dead. Evan rushed over and stood at the edge of the tub, presumably in shock. He stared down at his boyfriend’s body for about ten seconds before trying to pull Kyle out of the bathtub. “Kyle. Kyle. Please wake up. This is a joke, right? Kyle?!” His voice got increasingly more frantic as he wrestled Kyle’s limp body out of the water. Kyle himself was still and looked oddly peaceful, like he had been thinking about something pleasant right before he died. Evan had picked him out and laid him down on the bathroom floor, shaking him in desperation. His prom king crown had fallen off and broken into pieces on the hard tile. Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he called Kyle’s name over and over again, to no avail. He tried CPR. It didn’t work. Evan stood up after a few minutes of unsuccessful attempts to bring Kyle back, and noticed a folded piece of paper on the sink. He grabbed it, unfolded it, and immediately sunk to his knees in tears at what was inside. Adam found him like that a few minutes later, clutching the note in one hand and one of Kyle’s flowers in the other. —————– “Life, society, and my clients have fucked me over for the last time. I’m tired of trying to drown my sorrow for my 'friends’ and 'lovers’ in fears and tears. Time for something that will work. Love, Kyle Lyubov Caplan”