#team edward not gonna lie

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day 4, cock warming

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Sundays meant game day. They also meant Bella would be out of the house hanging out with Edward or one of the other Cullens. This also meant that you and Charlie got some much-needed alone time. The sun was setting, the last of the sun’s rays dipping behind the horizon. 

You padded into the dimly lit living room, cold beer in hand. The soft glow of the TV allowed you to make out your path. Charlie’s team had begun to lose horribly, and his eyes were beginning to glaze over. 

You set the beer on its designated coaster and approached his position sprawled out on the couch. Wordless you crawled on top of him, taking him by surprise. You rested your head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat

“Hey there,” he said, affection and curiosity evident in his tone. 

“Hey,” you replied softly, wrapping your arms around him. 

He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest. Your sleep shirt left little to the imagination, and the bare skin was tantalizing. His hands drifted downward, and you forced yourself to focus on the game. 

You dragged yourself upward, making sure to grind against the imprint of his length. You disguised it as reaching for a blanket and covering the both of you. Charlie eyed you, the game completely forgotten, and you felt him twitch under you. 

His hands drifted under your sleep shirt and moved to cup your ass. Charlie sucked in a breath when he realized you weren’t wearing any underwear. 

“Whatcha up to, darlin’?”

You looked up at him innocently, “I’m just watching the game.” 

“Wanna explain where your underwear went?” 

You sat up to straddle him and grin. The blanket falls, splayed against Charlie’s thighs.  “Are you gonna search me, Chief Swan?” 

He dragged his fingertips along your bare thighs, eyes dancing across your features. “I think I might have to, miss,” he responded, donning the tone he used when he was working. 

Your smirk turned devilish as you slid your hand in between your bodies and palmed him. Charlie jutted his hips upward and met your movements. He leaned up to kiss you, his lips moving languidly against yours. 

His hands began to wander over the soft expanse of your back and eventually to your chest. He kneads your breasts and extends a thumb to glide across your nipple as you kiss him, eliciting a soft moan from the both of you. 

You pulled away and hooked a finger into the waistband of Charlie’s sweatpants and tugged, revealing what you’d been aching for all evening. You wrapped your hand around him and pumped it slowly, teasing him. He released a shaky breath as he bucked his hips. 

You lifted yourself up and swiped his cock through your folds, eliciting a gasp from the both of you. Slowly, you lowered yourself onto him. His large hands grip your hips and helped you down, watching as your dripping core swallowed his cock. 

He hissed as he bottomed out. “So fucking tight, baby.” 

The sound of jingling keys into the lock of your front door caused you to jump, your pussy clenching around Charlie. 

You were quick to grab the edge of the blanket and cover the both of you. Your head nearly collided with Charlie’s chin in your hurry to lie down and act inconspicuously. The pounding of his heart reverberated against the shell of your ear as you rested your head on his chest. He twitched inside you, nervousness mixing with excitement. You’d never done anything this risky before. 

Bella’s footsteps neared, and you prayed she couldn’t see the scarlet dusting your cheeks. All you could focus on was just how deep Charlie was inside of you, and it was making your mind hazy. 

“Hey!” Charlie called, attempting to keep his tone even. “You’re home early.”

You lifted your head slightly to look at the teenager. 

“Yeah, we have a test tomorrow. Edward wanted me to have time to study,” she said nonchalantly. Charlie nodded, feigning approval. “Enjoy the game, guys,” Bella waved her goodbye and headed for her bedroom. 

Once you heard the familiar sound of her door clicking shut, you breathed out a sigh of relief. Charlie let out a soft groan. 

“That was close,” Charlie murmured, shifting his hips slightly. You nodded, your core still fluttering around him.

“Too close.” 

“How ‘bout we watch the game in our room?” 

You grinned before sliding off of him, biting your lip to prevent yourself from moaning. Your arousal was nearly dripping down your legs as you stood, and heat rushed to your cheeks at the sensation. 

Charlie quickly tucked himself back into his sweatpants before standing up from the couch, the imprint of his erection still very evident.

You held out a hand to him. “Don’t wanna miss too much of the game.” 

“No, we don’t,” he answered, lacing his fingers with yours and leading you to the bedroom.

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Pairing: Izzy Hands x gn!reader

Synopsis: And there was only one bed...

A/N: It's me, hi. You know, this chapter was both interesting and difficult to write. I found myself doubting my storytelling abilities, so I genuinely hope that it lives up to the standard of the previous instalments. Please, when you're liking and reblogging these chapters, feel free to comment. It's nice to see people interacting and reacting to my work. It also helps me to know what people are enjoying, so I can tailor my writing, if necessary. Okay, bye now.

Content Warning: Knives, mention of injuries, trauma, hallucinations, mention of drowning and death. I think that's everything. This series is 18+, so minors dni. Go away (politely).

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Sleep was for the weak, and let's just say, you were indeed weak, but as luck may have it, good fortune was not on your side. Despite yours and Izzy's argument about who would take up residence in his bed for the night, the conversation had been for nought, as the suggestion to just share the damn space died upon your tongue, when the first call to attention echoed down the timber halls of the Revenge.

"We're taking water!" you heard Fang's distinctive cry.

"Shit." the silver-haired pirate hissed in annoyance beside you, already making a move to grab his discarded waistcoat and boot.

"That's bad, right?" you asked, nerves rising. You had not experienced a storm of this severity whilst at sea. You certainly had not been on a ship that was taking water. The prospect of the Revenge sinking, twisted your gut into anxious knots. Sure, you could swim but for how long? Even if you did manage to keep a float until the storm passed, how long could you keep your head above water before another ship passed and picked you up? No, correction, if they picked you up.

"'Bad' is a fucking understatement." Izzy all but laughed humourlessly. Not meaning to sound so mocking. Of course you were scared, what normal person would not be fearful of their poor odds of survival? After living a majority of his life at sea, Izzy had grown numb to the liklihood of drowning. He accepted that as a pirate, your days were numbered. Lower even than those who dwelled on land but that was the profession fate had chosen for him. Why fight the inevitable? Despite his grim acceptance, he wanted to pause and comfort you.  To lie and say it would be okay. Maybe even pull you into a fleeting kiss, since it seemed unlikely you would all live to see another sunrise. He would have nothing to lose, with the only gain being finally learning just how sweet you tasted.

"Told you Poseiden hates us." your attempt at humour was admirable but the evident shake in your voice caused the delivery to fall flat.

Gods, he adored you. Even when terrified, there was something so disarmingly charming about your personality. "Stay here." Izzy commanded, knowing you were likely to follow him to the deck. As much as your skills would undoubtedly be an asset to the team members already battling against the elements, the mere thought that something horrendous could happen to you, had the First Mate devising a plan to keep you in the hold.

"What, no!" you protested, confused as to why the pirate would want you to stay away from the main deck. Sure, you might not have been as seasoned a pirate as Ed or Fang but you still knew enough to be of use. "You're going to need all competent hands on deck. You said so yourself earlier."

"That's why I need you down here." that's why I need you out of harms way, he thought internally. "Edward's gonna be out on the deck with Bonnet."

"Yeah, so?" you frowned, not quite understanding the trajectory of his point. Where else were the captains going to be, sequestered away in their cabin while everyone risked their life to keep the Revenge sailing? A unlikely story.

"Some of the crew aren't going handle that too well." hell, he was not handling it well but someone had to take charge and consider the wellbeing of the misfit crew. While he himself could not provide them with any actual support, you- oh goodness- you could tame ever the wildest of beasts into submission with your freely given smiles and affections. You had unlocked something long dormant within the silver-haired pirate. Something he assumed he had lost forever in exchange for his reputation and legend.

"Why wouldn't..." then it clicked. You faltered in your questioning, as your mind connected the sickening dots. "Shit, the storm."

"And with Edward at the wheel, it'll be too much for them." For them, he thought bitterly, as if his own mind was not trying to coax him into a state of remembrance. Fuck it, any unwanted flashbacks to that tragic night, all those many moons ago, would just have to haunt him in whatever realm lay beyond this mortal life. Izzy did not have time to focus on his own pain. When did he ever? That being said, each boom of thunder was starting to sound eerily like the shot of a gun.

"What about you?" you implored, knowing that Izzy rarely focused on his own thoughts and feelings. While such a practice made him a ruthless pirate, there was no denying that such strength took a heavy toll on his mental and physical wellbeing.

At the sound of your question and the saddened look upon your features, the First Mate yearned to lie in your arms and have you comfort him in that tender way of yours, that made his knees weak. He had observed time and time again, you whispering sweet nothing to a trembling Frenchie or carefully hold Archie's hand when things got a little too overwhelming. Izzy knew what you were capable of and he wanted to experience it too.

"Fuck off worrying about me. I'm First Mate, my feelings come second to the survival of everyone on this fucking ship, got that?" and there it was, the titular reason you had fallen completely head over heels for one Israel Hands. Too stubborn for his own good. Despite his 'I don't give a fuck' attitude, it was painfully obvious that he did care. He cared so fucking much, to the point it hurt. Figuratively and literally. Whether it was taking a blade on someone's behalf or protecting the crew in the middle of a storm- Izzy's would do anything to keep the crew safe.

Upon recognising this, you realised you would do anything for that man. If he asked you to jump, you would say, 'how high?' His loyalty to others ran deep but yours for him, well, it burned brighter than the hottested of fires. Once a spark, was now a full on flame- all consuming and enveloping every fibre of your very being. You were not just devoted to Izzy, you were a fucking acolyte, ready to fall to your knees and give him whatever he wished to take. "What do you need from me?"

"To stay down here." where I know you'll be safe. Safer. He corrected himself. There was no real 'safe' when it came to a storm of this severity. "Help anyone who needs it. Keep 'em calm and keep 'em below deck. Understood?"

With a nod, you agreed. A small smile played on your lips, as you responded with a familiar, "Yes, boss."

"Can you get to the rec room?"

"I'll manage."

And with a solemn nod, he moved to make his way down the hallway, proceeding as quickly as he could, given the violent swaying of the ship. The unmistakable lump in his throat made it difficult to breathe. Whatever conflicting emotions he was feeling, Izzy needed to push them down- deep down- into the recesses of his very being and focus on the predicament in hand. Though he was pessimistic about the outcome of the night, if there was even a sliver of hope that the crew would all live to witness another day, then he would do everything in his power to ensure you felt the sun grace you skin once more.

Hey, Izzy!" you call made him freeze in place. He had only moved a few few feet away. Had something awful already befelled you in the soace of 20 seconds? He turned with a frown painted on his face. There was still so much left unsaid between you both, that you wished to confess in that moment. Three little words dancing upon your tongue, as they clawed passed the barrier of your lips, demanding the silver-haired pirate's attention. "Please be careful."

"I promise." his vow still echoed in your thoughts for tens of minutes later, when you were finally alone.

It was now your turn to make yourself useful. With Izzy busy helping his captains, you needed to make sure you remained true to your word. Half the crew were still traumatised by their time sailing with the Kraken. Izzy was right about one thing, your friends were going to need all the compassion and support you had to offer, in order to survive this storm. Although an buoyant and intact ship would probably help matters greatly too.

You had often boasted that, you knew the Revenge like the back of your own hand. Even blindfolded, you were sure you could navigate the halls with ease and still find yourself exactly were you needed to be. But during a storm as unforgiving as this one? You were having difficulties staying upright, let alone actually arriving at your chosen destination. With no Izzy to hold on to, you were on your own and praying you did not accidentally smack your head against any of the available surfaces.

So, when you caught sight of your fellow crewmate, Frenchie, exiting one room and disappearing into the storage hold, you were quick- well, as quick as you could manage- to follow him into a slightly cramped space. "Frenchie!" you greeted him, thankful to be out of the hallway. At least in here, there were crates you could grab onto to keep your balance. "Hey, Frenchie. What are you...doing..." whatever you had planned to say next, died upon your lips, as you caught sight of the serrated silver blade he gripped tightly in his first. "Frenchie, what...what's going on?"

You were regarded with wild eyes, as the man before you, saw ghosts of trauma past flicker in and out of existence. "H-He's gonna kill us."

The world around him was not his own. He was reliving the events of a time gone by and all you could do, was try and coax him back to the present. "Who, French? Hey, hey!" you gently turned his head, so that he faced you once more. Tears of frustration spilled down his cheeks in a steady cascade, which you were quick to wipe away. "Look at me." only when he finally met your gaze, did your offer him a sympathetic smile. Your heart ached to see your friend so distraught. So lost. Goodness knows he deserved better. "Hey, what's going on, love?"

"Blackbeard. He's planning to sink the ship with all of us on it." Frenchie murmured, almost allowing himself to lean into your touch.

It was moments like these that got him through each day. Rare instances where he could show vulnerability, without the fearsome gaze of his Captain watching his every move, threatening punishment to any outward display of softness. Izzy had dared to call the environment 'poisoned'. Izzy had paid with his leg. Maybe eventually, his life. Or had he already died? It was so difficult to think straight and remember, there were too many conflicting thoughts spinning around in Frenchie's head. His whole world felt as if it were off kilter or perhaps that was just the storm rocking the ship?

"French-"

"I saw him, he's at the wheel right now!"

"Sweetheart, that's not what's-"

In an instant, his hand reached out to hold onto you, to keep you in place. To keep you near. Safe. Yes, safe, that was it. He...he was going to keep you out of harm's way. Out of the reach of Blackbeard's wrath. Ivan was dead. Izzy, too. Out of everyone else on the ship, you were the softest by far. Too soft for your own good. You needed protecting. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna stop him. You don't have to worry, (y/n)."

"French, Frenchie. Hey," "Hey, listen to me. I know w-what it might look like but it's different this time. Ed's not trying to hurt us. He's steering the ship away from the storm. Stede's up there helping him right now." "Hey French, sweetheart. Why...why don't you give me the knife."

You were losing him or maybe he was already lost. It was too difficult to tell if any of your reassurances would actually reach your crewmate in his time of anguish. You felt like a failure, having promised Izzy to make sure everyone was okay and yet, in Frenchie's time of need, you were clueless on how to bring him back from the brink of insanity. "Frenchie, it's not safe for you to be walking around with a knife. You could slip and hurt yourself." the silver shone in the low light- dangerous and ready to inflict pain. You held no fear for yourself, knowing Frenchie would never dream of hurting you. Hell, he was so hellbent on ensuring your safety, he was willing to kill Ed. "Please, love. Please, give me the-"

The rest of the sentence never fell from your lips, as the remaining lights flickered out in an instant and you felt yourself careen forwards, as the boat threatened to tip onto it's side. Sending you, Frenchie and the knife, tumbling into the surrounding darkness. I'm sorry, Iz. You thought with finality, as your consciousness was snuffed out like the flame of a candle.

"PEEEEEETE!" it was unclear who the scream came from but the sentiment was all shared amongst the crew.

It was not just 'bad', Izzy thought bitterly, as any shred of hope within him withered and died, it was downright fucked. This was it, this must have been how it ended.

"Oh god, oh god. Man overboard! Man overboard!" Stede cried out, alerting all those top deck of the situation. Much to the man's credit, though he could be a bit of a shit Captain, in that moment he at least called everyone to act. Shouting instructions left, right and centre. If there was one Stede Bonnet succeeded in, it was caring about the life and safety of his crew. Of course, he knew what to do if one of them fell over the side of the ship. "Fang, Roach, get the rescue boat ready! We need to get someone in the water to fetch him." upon noticing some of the other pirates still too close to edge for his liking, the blonde was quick to reprimand  them. "Everyone else, stay away from the railings! I can't risk having more men in the water."

Whilst Stede was one to preserve life, Ed was a little more reckless in his approach. Not one to sit around and wait for a rescue plan, he was already tying his hair from out of his face and unloading the knives and gun from upon his person. There was a chance he was going to need to swim and the extra weight of weapons would only cause him to sink. "I'm getting in the fishing boat."

"Like hell you are!" his partner reacted indignantly and with good reason. Moments like these called for strategy, not some whim-prone decision, made based purely on emotion rather than logic.

"Shockingly, I agree with Bonnet. Don't be a fucking hero, Edward!" Izzy could not tell if the nausea he was desperately trying to ignore was from the rocking of the ship or the fact he had a actually concured with Stede fucking Bonnet. Ed's reaction did not surprise the First Hand, he had played witness to his Captain's saviour complex on more than one occasion. Hell, him saving Bonnet after the twat had been stabbed, was definitely motivated by the same instinct, that drove him towards making such a rash decision now.

Of course, the two mens' protests fell upon deaf ears. Ed had made up his mind. This was not his first man overboard- probably would not be the last either- and he was co-captain, after all. Why should he not sacrifice himself for the life of his crew? "Buttons, take over from me!" he instructed, leaving his place at the wheel.

"Aye, aye, Captain, sir!"

Oh no, you don't, Stede cursed, refusing to let the great love of his life be so reckless. He could sense the guilt radiating off of Ed from a mile off. "Buttons, stay at your station." he barked, leaving no room for arguments from the mystic shipmate.

"Yes, Captain."

But why could Stede not see that he needed to do this? Ed thought, immediately picturing Lucius's face, when they told him the news that Pete was dead, that he had drowned because there were not enough hands on deck. The next question would be, where was everyone? And then, all eyes would immediately be directed towards Ed. It was his fault. It was always his fucking fault! If half the crew weren't so traumatised by his previous behaviour, then Pete..."No, Buttons-"

"I'll go."

And just like that, the bickering between the two lovers ceased in an instant. Thise two words echoed louder than any resounding crash of thunder. In that moment, Ed thought he felt his entire world shift off of it's axis. "Iz-"

While it was true that the two men had once shared a conplicated relationship that could not be conventionally defined, there was no denying that either had love for the other. It might not have been the same kind that Ed shared with Stede but it was present all the same. It was this exact love that fuelled Izzy's decision to go in place of his Captain. "Crew needs you, Edward. It's too risky."

Without Ed aboard the ship, the responsibility would fall upon Stede and Izzy's shoulders. With those kinds of odds, the crew of the Revenge would definitely be fucked. No one knew how to navigate a storm quite like Blackbeard and live to tell the tale.

Plus, as much as he hated to admit it, should anything happen to Ed, fucking Bonnet would be inconsolable. The twat had already experienced the stages of grief when Ed went to the gravy basket the first time around. No man should not have to go through that again so soon, even if it was the so called Gentleman Pirate.

Not that Izzy was doing this just for the benefit of his useless co-captain. With Ed still manning the ship, the crew would have a slightly higher chance of survival. You woukd have a chance of survival. If Izzy could not give you the kind of love and adoration you so deserved, then he would give you the opportunity to live and find that kind of companionship with someone worthy of your affections.

"Hello, is someone getting in the fecking boat or not, you've got a man drowning here, for fucks sake!" Wee John yelled, as the heaven's poured down upon them in a fit of unrestrained fury. It was getting increasingly more and more difficult to see the tumultuous waves below through the onslaught of rain.

"I am!" the First Mate returned the call, hellbent on remaining defiant until the end. "Say the order, Edward. Please. Don't fight me on this." he all but begged.

Oh, how Ed wanted to tell Izzy to 'fuck off', to curse the silver-haired pirate until his voice ran hoarse and even after that, curse him some more. How dare the First Mate be the voice of reason! How dare he...how dare he be right. "Go. Get on that fucking boat but you listen to me, First Mate Israel fucking Hands," if Izzy did not know better, he would have assumed Ed grabbing him by the lapels of his waistcoat, was a genuine threatening act but, that was just it, he did know better. He could see the fear reflected back at him in those terrified brown eyes. "I want you back on this boat in one piece, understood?" he hissed but there was no venom in his demands.

"Understood, Captain." he nodded before he was roughly pushed away.

The thudding sound of the door to the hold opening was completely lost amongst the cacophony of the surrounding chaos. It was only when Lucius called out to his Captain, that Stede noticed in horror, that the Scribe had abandoned his post. "Captain Bonnet!"

No, no, no! The blonde thought, abandoning Ed and Izzy's side, in favour of meeting the crewmate half way across the decking. The Scribe could not be up here! Not now! What if he were to notice Pete's missing presence or hear news about a man overboard, then what? Hysterics would ensue and that was the last thing the already struggling crew needed. Bless the young man's heart, he would be justified in his reaction but there was already so much going on, that needed everyone's full, uninterrupted attention. "Lucius, get back inside, now! It's too dangerous out here!"

"We need Roach, Captain! It's-"

With Stede dealing with the Scribe, the rest of the crew quickly got the fishing boat ready for it's latest voyage it the treacherous unknown. "Lower him down, lads!" the descent had begun. With one final nod of acknowledgement to his captain, Izzy readied himself of the recovery mission ahead. "Easy now!"

"Lucius, please. I need you to go back to the rec room. I can't risk..." but the unexpected sight of crimson perturbed the conscientious pirate, who was only wanting to protect Lucius's mental state in that moment. All thoughts of Pete beliw the waves, Izzy in that fragile fishing boat upon the turbulent waters, even the image of Ed willing to sacrifice his safety only moments ago, completely faded when Stede finally took in the Scribe's dishevelled state. The meaning behind the words finally fell into place. One of his crew was hurt. Badly enough that they needed the assistance of the cook/medic. "Who's blood is that?" the Captain's mind was already mentally ticking off names of those still below deck.

Jim, Archie, Oluwande, (y/n), Frenchie...

"There's been an accident in the storage area." was all that Lucius could managed to croak out. Fuck, there was so much blood and no matter what they did, it just kept spilling upon the wooden floors. The Scribe had slipped in it twice just trying to scramble towards the nearest exit. No doubt the quantity would have doubled by the time he actually managed to retrieve help.

There was no way the deck crew could spare a man, especially not with two already in the water. They needed all the help they could get, Stede rationalised. Roach woukd have to remain where he was, which coukd only have meant..."Ed!" the blonde called to his partner, not wishing to distract him for too long. The long-haired pirate momentarily tore his gaze away from the form of his First Mate, concerned that there was more trouble afoot upon the ship. Though his worry was well-placed, Stede did not want to add any more stress to the already life or death situation. "Stay up here with Buttons! There's something I need to check!" he instructed as vaguely as possible, hoping Ed would not question him too much.

Already, Blackbeard's suspiscions were heightened, glancing between the struggle taking place in the water and...wait, was that blood? He stood up in an instant, insticts screaming at him to not abandon his post and yet, how could he not? Someone else was hurt. He was no medic by any means but...but..."What's happened?!" he called back, booming voice nearly getting lost in another flare of thunder and lightning.

Who else was downstairs? He panicked, struggling to remember everyone's names. He was so much better with faces. Right, Archie, Lucius- no, Lucius was standing next to Stede. Swede? No, he was...where was he? Right, right repairing the mast rigging. Who did that leave?

As soon as Ed took that step forward, Stede knew he had to quickly intervene and implore his partner to remain at his post. The outside crew needed an adept leader, who knew how to deal with the sea's rage. Whatever was going on below deck, Stede was more than assured that he could handle it. Yes, he was no medic but he had been run through enough times to know how to perform a basic suture. "Just trust me, please?!"

And how could Ed disrgard sych a request, especially when Stede looked at him like that? That expression that begged him to implicitly trust the man he loved and ask questions later. "Always!"

And he did. He well and truly did. Ed would always trust Stede with every fibre of his being. Now and forever.

With the situation up top now being supervised by Ed, Stede returned his attention to the terrified young man. The Captain was sure the trembling was not just due to the icy wind and sheets of cool rain that pelted them from every direction. He was scared and that told Stede everything he needed to expect from the dilemma in the storage room. "Show me." he murmured, already leading Lucius towards the stairs.

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A/N: Oh no! Someone below deck has been gravely injured, I wonder who it could be...I guess you'll just have to wait until Chapter 5 to find out. See you soon!

P.S. I know I said they were going to share a bed. I just didn't say when exactly that would happen. Maybe keep an eye out for Chapter 6.

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𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 - Osferth (The Last Kingdom)

honestly, got this idea from that one episode of Fresh Prince of Bel-Air that absolutely broke me and made me revisit my abandonment issues. so yeah, this is gonna be sad. i apologize in advance🤷🏻‍♀️(p.s. don't read this while listening to hurt by Christina Aguilera or because of you by Kelly Clarkson)

Warnings: spoilers for TLK (obvi, and for Death Of Kings), angst, hurt/comfort, daddy & abandonment issues (like same, i kin osferth honestly), Alfred was a great king but a shitty father (in the show at least), kinda bittersweet

word count | 2.3k🤙🏻

You all stood in king Aethelred’s throne room, watching King Alfred and your leader Uhtred discuss battle plans. It all sounded very important but all you could watch was how Osferth’s lips turned into a frown as his father embraced his daughter, Aethelflaed. He looked like a kicked puppy and all you could do was glare at the King with disdain.

You hadn’t been in this team of Lord Uhtred for very long, but long enough to know that you cared deeply for each one of your companions and would give your life for any one of them, but especially Osferth. You were there when he first introduced himself, so shy and soft spoken, wanting to be like his uncle. So to see him so sullen made you want to drive your blade into the King’s skull.

You never understood why being a bastard was bad, but everyone said it like it was one of the worst things you could be, especially if you were a bastard of a king. Osferth was always introduced as a bastard first, never as a warrior or one of Uhtred’s men, always just King Alfred’s bastard. It didn’t sit right with you, and it clearly made him uncomfortable. You tried to never think of him as Alfred’s bastard, just your friend. Osferth was the sweetest person in the world, so how on earth would anyone ever give him away? You saw how it affected him, even if he didn’t show it. You saw how he looked at Edward and Aethelflaed, that envy and longing. He just wanted to be loved and accepted, and Alfred took that from him. You had no respect for the king.

Osferth couldn’t even be in the presence of Edward, his half brother, having to quietly excuse himself. You couldn’t let him go on his own. Ever since you met the boy, you’ve had an overwhelming urge to keep him safe, always anxious whenever he was out of sight. You felt bad for still wanting to protect him, knowing he’s proven himself time and time again that he can defend himself. It was hard to not to think back to the time when he cried when he killed his first man. War makes you desensitized, whether that was a good thing or not.

“Are you okay?” You asked softly once you caught up with him.

“Mhm.” He hummed, his eyes not meeting yours.

You frowned. “You don’t have to lie to me, Osferth. I thought we were closer than that.”

“It’s not that.” He sighed, resting his hands inside his leather chest armor, a cute quirk he got into the habit of doing. “I just don't want to waste my breath on him…”

“It’s okay to have feelings about it, you know? You don’t have to keep it all bottled inside, not around me.”

Osferth did continue to keep his feelings bottled up since that day, and it made you upset that he was just suffering in silence. Your worrying became even worse after the battle where you all fought against Haesten’s army, your baby monk getting harmed in the process. Thankfully, the damage wasn’t too bad but he’d be out of fighting for a while so he could heal. You made no qualms when you were tasked with taking care of him at his half sister’s estate, you tried to do that all the time anyway. You still wanted him to open up to you, but you didn’t want to push him. You weren’t a bastard but you understood what it was like to not have a parent want you, you knew what complicated and conflicting feelings came along with it. He didn’t have to be alone in his struggle.

Osferth made no mention of the conversation you had with him that day, only thanking you and expressing apologies whenever you helped him around his injuries (although he made a habit of calling Finan a slave). You tried not to speak of it, not wanting to upset him, especially when he was healing from his physical wounds. You could see how exhausted he was, how his once bright blue eyes dimmed with pain. He was more irritable, uncharacteristically so, to the point even Finan was tired of taking care of him. You could see he was hurting, but you didn’t know how or when to bring it up.

It seemed all those suppressed emotions came to a head one day, a loud crash being heard throughout the building, coming from Osferth’s room. You took off in that direction, seeing a disheveled Finan right outside the boy’s door. “What the hell is going on?” You asked.

“I made a joke, just teasing, then the lad went off like an absolute nutter.” Finan huffed, “I was trying to give him some water but he threw it back at me and it broke.” You made a move to walk into the room, but he put his arm out to stop you. “I wouldn’t. I’d just let him be for now, until he calms down at least.”

“Come on, it’s not like he’s going to hurt me, Finan.” You pushed his arm out of the way and promptly entered the bedroom.

You almost expected the room to be in ruins, but all that looked out of place was the shattered pottery that once held water scattered on the floor. And Osferth, sitting with his back turned to the door on his bed, his head hanging low. “Sorry Finan, I didn’t mean to get so upset…” Osferth whispered softly, turning his head to only see you and not the Irishman. “Oh, uh, didn’t know it was you.”

You smiled weakly, coming to sit next to him. “It’s okay, but are you?”

Osferth shrugged, a slight blush coming to his face at your close proximity. “He just made a joke about me being…ya know. He does it all the time so I don’t know why I got so mad. He’s not angry with me, is he?”

You shook your head. “No. He seemed like he kind of felt bad, this time, at least…Ever since that day at Aethelred’s estate, you’ve not been yourself. I know you haven’t been showing it, but I can feel that you’re upset. I think talking to someone might help, it doesn’t have to be me obviously, but someone. Maybe Sihtric? Since he’s-” You were interrupted by the sounds of soft sniffles and whimpers, your brows immediately furrowing in concern as soon as you saw Osferth’s pained expression. “Osferth?” You whispered softly, cautiously reaching out to hold his hand, afraid to scare him away.

“I hate feeling this way.” He sniffled, using his other hand to angrily wipe away a couple fallen tears. “Alfred never even tried to talk to me, never. As soon as I was born, he forced me into the monastery. I’ve never known anything else, so why do I feel this way? How can I miss something I’ve never had? Even now, I’m nothing to him. I’ve never been anything but a burden to him…”

“You are anything but a burden, Osferth.” You spoke sternly, anger welling up inside you at Alfred for making your best friend feel that way.

“But I am! I’m an embarrassment. That’s the only reason Lord Uhtred even let me join him in the first place. All to embarrass the…king.” He spat.

“Osferth…”

“Why doesn’t he want me?” Osferth cried, his tears falling off his cheeks onto your hands that held his on his lap. The pain in his voice even made you tear up, and all you wanted to do was wrap him up in your arms and never let him go. I want you, I want you more than anything in the world, you wanted to say. But all you did was squeeze his hand tighter and pulled him onto your chest, holding the back of his head and running your fingers through his hair soothingly.

“You are not a burden.” You whispered into his hair, pulling him to you as close as humanly possible. “Not to me, not to Uhtred, not to anyone. Anyone who even thinks that will meet the end of my blade. Alfred is a fool to not see your worth and if I could, I’d cut off his head without remorse.”

Osferth quickly shushed you, bringing his hand up to cup your jaw hesitantly. “Such talk is treason.”

“You’re worth it, Osferth.” You spoke with such sincerity it made the pale boy blush, his tears cascading down over his pink cheeks made such a beautifully sad portrait, his eyes a stark blue from crying. You couldn’t help but lean forward and gently kiss the wrinkle in between his eyebrows. “You’ll always be worth it to me.” You took a deep breath, your heart hammering inside your ribcage. “Unlike Alfred…I’ll never abandon you, baby monk. Even in death, you wouldn’t be rid of me.”

Osferth chuckled tearfully, looking up at you in awe. “You’re an angel, you know that?”

Now it was your turn to blush, but you gently shook your head. “I do not.”

“You are. It’s because of you I know God exists. How could He not when such a woman as you is sitting before me?” Your breath catches, a fluttering feeling rattling around in your stomach as you and Osferth look into each other’s eyes. “Can I…can I kiss you, my lady?” He stuttered, a hopeful expression on his face.

“Please…” You whispered in reply, both of you leaning forward and capturing his lips with yours.

And you decided to stay with him that night, refusing to leave his side even when he said he was feeling better. You held him in your arms, allowing his head to rest against your chest, the sound of your soothing heartbeat lulling him to sleep.

Eventually when the death of King Alfred was announced, it didn’t shock anyone; he was frail and sickly and should have died a long time ago, but that didn’t make it hurt any less for anyone. He was called great for a reason, he was loved and respected by many, even his enemies. His family were devastated, his friends, his allies, even those like Uhtred who were reluctant in following him at first. Except you, you had difficulty finding any sympathy in your heart for really one reason only: Osferth.

You had no respect or shroud of kindness for the king in life, so why would you in death? All you cared about was Osferth and how he felt.

You thought back to all the times you’d walk in on Osferth crying, always quick to wipe away his tears like he never was crying in the first place. He was so quick in concealing his emotions that anyone else never would’ve noticed, but you always did. After being with Alfred in the throne room, when he looked so relieved that his daughter was safe, Osferth would excuse himself. Whenever Uhtred had discussions with Edward or Aethelflaed, he would do the exact same thing. You knew he had to be feeling something towards his father’s death, whether he would admit it or not. You just wanted to be there for him if he needed you.

Like any king’s death, the aftermath was chaos. You all had to worry for Uhtred for a while there, but everything turned out alright in the end. People were celebrating the new King Edward’s coronation, drinking and humping the night away, but Osferth was nowhere to be found. You had asked your boys if they had seen him anywhere, but no one knew and all Finan did was joke that he might be finally losing his virginity. Not that helpful.

You finally found him sitting against one of the walls of the town, drinking a pint of ale. His lips instinctively upturned in a brief smile when he saw you walking his way, though his eyes looked weary. “What are you doing all the way out here, huh?” You asked softly, crouching down to sit next to him, causally taking a sip from his mug.

Osferth shrugged. “Just thinking.”

“Oh, yeah? About what?” You reached over and interlaced your fingers with his, smiling when he brought your hand up to kiss your knuckles.

“Before Alfred died…I visited him.” He exhaled shakily, and you couldn’t help but gasp.

“What did he say?” You asked curiously, but also dreading the answer just in case.

Osferth smiled sadly, tears already welling up in his eyes. “He apologized to me, that it was his fault for me being the way that I am…said he’d put in a good word for me when he got to heaven.” He chuckled weakly, wiping away some of his fallen tears. “He said I was a good man…that he was proud of me, called me his son.”

You teared up at his confession, squeezing his hand tighter. “And…did that make you feel better? Was it closure?”

Osferth’s bottom lip trembled, nodding his head, turning to look at you with a tearful crooked smile. “It was…but I didn’t need to hear it from him to know I’m a good man. I am. You showed me that better than he ever could.”

You smiled bashfully. “Oh, Osferth, you flatter me. But I am glad you made your peace with him, even if it came late.” You kissed his hand as well, moving closer so you could lean your shoulder against his. “Really, my love, are you okay?” You asked seriously, only to receive a sweet kiss on your cheek, causing heat to bloom in your chest in contrast to the cold temperature.

“I am sad, but I’ve lived without my father my entire life. I’ll be okay, especially when you’re right here with me. It’s only you who I need by my side. It’s you I wouldn’t be able to live without.”

“Good, because I don’t plan on leaving you any time soon, my baby monk."

literally wish he and alfred had more screen time TOGETHER, and curse the writers for not including their talk before alfred died. seriously.

#the last kingdom #the last kingdom osferth #osferth the last kingdom #osferth #osferth imagine #osferth x reader #osferth x fem!reader #osferth x f!reader #baby monk

[sleepychailatte-blog]

When I was in school, there seem to be a camp of two types of girls when it came to literary choices. You had the Twilight/vampire romance girlies and the Hunger Games/dystopian gals, and you would have thought these two groups were the two families from Romeo and Juliet. Yours truly was part of the Hunger Games camp, and middle-school me was obsessed. I’m talking book and movie premieres, Team Peeta shirts from Hot Topic, wearing a mocking jay pin publicly, the whole gambit. God forbid if you read Twilight, that poorly written, low-brow, dumb, vampire romance. We were the readers of dystopian fiction, which was superior because it made you FEEL things about capitalism, broken societies, being true to yourself, etc. etc. etc.

It’s been over a decade since 2008. To all my Twilight girlies, I would like to offer you my most sincere apologies. I should not have judged you so harshly.

Recently I watched Twilight for the very first time as an adult. A friend of mine came over for a painting/movie night, and Twilight was our featured film. I knew the memes, I knew roughly what the plot was, but I wasn’t ready for the experience that was to come.

So without further ado, I’d like to offer my thoughts and review on the 2008 masterpiece, Twilight. If you aren’t familiar with the Twilight story, go read a quick synopsis and then come back.

🌘So, did you like it?

I had an absolute blast watching this movie. Would I say it’s a good movie? Probably not. Did it age well? Nope. But it was delightfully cringey, as you had to suspend all believe of realism. You couldn’t take this movie too seriously, because this movie took ITSELF way too seriously. It’s like they cranked the drama/teen angst meter up to 100 and everything seems so life-or-death…even though the main characters, Bella and Edward, are 17 year old juniors (ok so Edward actually isn’t 17 because he’s an old vampire but you get what I’m saying). It was very much that kind of relationship where “they can’t even bear to be apart or they will DIE” oh no how tragic (I think we now call that co-dependency).

When I was 17, I sure as heck didn’t know what love was. But again, this story is based in absolute fantasy, not realism, and that’s the fun part. Oh to be swept off your feet by a mysterious, handsome, brooding vampire that you met in your biology class!

🌓Favorite part of the film?

The script for this movie is pretty bad, I’m not gonna lie, and that’s part of the charm. It’s so bad, that it’s kinda good. Here’s some of my favorite quotes:

“You better hold on tight, spider monkey." -Edward to Bella because he can jump really high and run really fast. I about peed my pants from laughing when Edward said this.

“This is the skin of a killer, Bella." -Edward to Bella because vampire skin *literally sparkles* in direct sunlight. Again, almost peed my pants.

I will say that I love Edward’s family, the Cullens, as a whole. This vampire family tries to cook a regular meal for Bella, Edward’s human girlfriend, and oh my heart. Vampires don’t cook because they don’t eat normal food; the Cullen family had never used the kitchen in their house. The fact that they would go out of their way and attempt to do something so foreign to them in order to make the human girlfriend feel comfortable? Um, wow that’s actually really sweet.

Also, shout out to Bella‘s dad, Charlie for actually trying to connect with his daughter. Bella and Charlie have a bit of an awkward and tense relationship but this doesn’t stop Charlie from trying to be a good dad. I will say that one of my other favorite scenes was when Bella asked her dad if he wanted to meet her boyfriend Edward… while he was cleaning his shotgun. When he said, “sure, send (your boyfriend) in” and loudly snapped his shotgun shut, I about lost it. What a dad move! A national treasure.

🌒Would you watch it again?

Under the right circumstances. I would need either anesthesia or a large sangria. If I ever showed this film to my children, it would be for a study of what not to do in a relationship. If your significant other says “I can’t live without you” when you’re 17…that’s some big creepy co-decency energy.

🌑Team Edward or Team Jacob?

Um Team Charlie all the way. Hands down the best and most sane character in this whole film. We love to see a dad do his best and love his daughter…even when she starts dating a super weird pale dude.

🌘Conclusion

Watching this film made me think about guilty pleasures. We all have them, and they all look different at unique stages of our life. One of my favorite guilty pleasures is watching Judge Judy. My 70 year-old grandmother used to watch the Bachelor. For a friend of mine, it’s those cheesy Hallmark Channel movies. Others enjoy vampire romance novels. Are these things high-quality and sophisticated? No. Are they of good taste? Meh. But they are meant to be enjoyed, and that’s the whole point.

Twilight is the same way. Is it good? Not really. But that doesn’t matter, because it’s a cringey/angsty teen fantasy that’s meant to be enjoyed.

You can be both a Twilight girlie and a Hunger Games gal, and still have a pretty darn good time 🖤

#twilight saga #twilight meme #edward cullen #bella swan #movie review #twilight movies #spider monkey

[meraki-yao]

Hi! Thank you for reflagging my little rwrb ask game. Here are some numbers as another thank you and because I’m a little bit curious :)

1, 2, 11, 12 and 16 💜

Feel free to ignore the ones you don’t feel like answering, if there are some! 

First and foremost thank you so much for making this ask game!!! and also thank you for asking me!!! Writing this was really fun :D

What was your introduction to Red, White and Royal Blue? How did you become aware of it, what was your first impression of it?

It was completely coincidental. The day the trailer came out it popped up on my recommendation, and I was intrigued so I watched it, and then I couldn't stop watching it. I swear, within like, three days, I watched it at least 30 times, and I ran to get the book two days later

My first impression after watching the trailer for the first time was that it looks a little cliche, like something I'd find on Ao3, but it also looks like a genuinely fun and delightful movie, and I think I would have a really good time watching it. And I did!

2. Team Alex or Team Henry? (I know you love them both equally but choose anyway. OR choose depending of the circumstances. Like, "I’d go shopping with Alex but I’d marry Henry. Or I’d hug Alex but I’d go karaoke with Henry. I don’t know. Try something.)

I love both boys in both universes/mediums in different ways, but I'd say I personally relate a lot more to Henry, particularly movie Henry

11. Choose your prison. Would you rather live in a royal palace or in the White House? 

If we're talking about the buildings themselves, I'd say the palace, mostly because I grew up with fairy tales and I like that regal, medieval/classical/romantic aesthetic.

12. Share one of your unpopular opinions about the book and/or the movie.

Ooo, this is gonna be a slightly longer one. I was thinking about making a full post on this but I might as well just answer it here.

This has to do with the bonus chapter: I didn't really like it? Or more accurately, it made me feel kind of... disappointed or sad. With all due respect to Casey of course.

It took some time but I came to terms with Alex wanting to work in smaller law firms, especially after talking to my law student friends. My issue is Henry's abdication.

It's just, so much of the original book is about making history, about being in a prominent position AND being gay. Henry keeps track of gay monarchs, and they tend to have to hide or give up something one way or another: King James I had to commission the translation of the bible and sort of... lie about his relationship (I'm technically not religious, but I did read the bible a lot as a kid, and I really don't think the relationship between Jesus Christ and John, namely teacher and disciple is comparable to a very, very homoerotic relationship), and King Edward II (Yes there are two gay kings in Henry's name) had to exile his lover. So to have Henry finally be a royal who can keep both his title and his love would be historical, just as they said they wanted. Henry can step back from royal duties without stepping down: irl Princess Beatrice while still a working royal, had a full-time job in 2017 and split her time between New York and London. Henry could have done something like that. I understand that in the book the royal family is a lot stricter, rigid, and overall awful than in both real life and the portrayal of the movie, but I thought that with Princess Catherine coming back to take charge at the end, things would improve, fixing the system instead of going "fuck the system". Also this might be because of certain things happening in my life right now, but I'm kind of sick of seeing stories where you have to choose one, instead of coming to a compromise. You don't get all the good, you don't get all the bad, you find somewhere in between, and that's okay.

Plus given the more benevolent portrayal of Henry's family, especially his grandfather in the movie (I wrote a whole essay about it), if we get a movie sequel, I really don't want Henry to abdicate, and it also makes less sense.

But then Casey posted a story about their thoughts when writing the bonus chapter, about the boys taking a break from making history, not giving up; preserving their flame instead of letting it burn so hard that it burns out. That made me wonder if my perspective and opinion on the bonus chapter are affected by me being young.

16- Pick a line and/or a quote for each:

-You have to sell the book/movie to someone who doesn't know anything about it.

Bith "But you're the one who decided to put your dick into the heir of the British throne!"

yeah I think that summarizing the initial selling point pretty well

-The quote that makes you the most emotional.

Romance/ Love wise:

Book: the entire fucking list, but also "give yourself away sometimes, sweetheart. there's so much of you." (I started sobbing when I read it)

Movie: "I'll break the sound barrier for you. "

Lines that make me emotional for personal reasons:

Book: "I honestly have never thought I deserved to choose. But you treat me like I do."

Movie: "But Henry, Nothing will ever happen to you."

(I feel like just from that you could tell what my personal issue is lmao)

-A quote/line that could be a life lesson to you.

Both: "Sometimes you just gotta jump, and hope you're not standing on a cliff."

This was so much fun! Again thank you for sending in the numbers, and if anyone else wants to ask me (the list is here!) please do!

#rwrb #red white and royal blue #rwrb movie #firstprince #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #henry hanover stuart fox #rwrb book #rwrb thoughts #rwrb ask meme #I really like talking about my thoughts and I have a lot of them

[vickyspring]

Love Letters from 'The Freak' Munson.

MINORS DNI!

Warning! This fic contains, unprotected sex, p in the v, language, smut, virginity loss, mentions of blood and fingering (fem! recieves)

Characters: Jason Carver, Eddie Munson, Chrissy Cunningham

Notes: minors please don't ignore the warning, read eddie munson fluff instead.

Not gonna lie people, i feel like this is bad as shit. LOLOLOL IF YOU WANT TO RECIEVE SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT READ THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE

enjoy reading. this is my first time making a fic with smut :p

----------------------------------------------------------------- Eddie likes to pass love letters with you here and there, until this so called 'Soon king of hawkins high' blonde boy named Jason Carver arrives.

He has this girlfriend named Chrissy Cunningham but she doesn't know that he's asking other girls to be his girlfriend. He likes to tease you and he thinks you're inlove with him. But when he knew the fact that you and eddie are like a couple, he starts to bully you and eddie so that he can have more attention than what you two have.

"oh what does this prick have here?" jason holding your love letter from eddie. "Love, edward munson. Really y/n? you like this freak?" jason asks with a smirk

"yes, why? are you jealous? aww how pathetic of you" the room was filled with ooh sounds after you tell that to jason.

"well no y-yes kind of, i mean you? a goddess with that-demonic long haired freak?" jason stares at you for a moment then tears the letter in half

"Hey, leave her alone." eddie comes in furious

"Oh! Well look who it is, Eddie 'The freak' Munson coming to save your girlfriend eh?" jason laughs.

You've had enough of this shit and you we're going to explode like a bubble. all that anger will be out on jason and jason only.

"Hey jason, can you give me reasons why I should date someone like you." Eddie looks at you confused and curious why you said that.

"because i'm popular, i'm smart, I'm the leader of the basketball team, i'm handsome, and i'm not that freak." you smile while looking at jason, jason blushes not knowing that you're planning to say all his secrets infront of everyone.

"Well, I don't care if you're popular, and you're smart? explain why you still failed 5 of your classes. so you're the leader of the basketball team huh? why did you plan on killing the coach again? handsome? well i could say that's true because girls here in hawkins high are all over you, you want me to date you, does your girlfriend chrissy know about this? no? well I think I should tell her myself." The room was filled with silence you glance at eddie, you see him smiling all of the sudden someone barges in. It was chrissy.

"Is it true y/n? about you and jason?" chrissy asks with a sad face, while her bottom lip quivers.

"Sadly, yes. your boyfriend keeps on asking me if I want to be his girlfriend, but don't worry i refused. Now if you'll excuse me I need to be home at 5 at least." While walking down the halls you hear someone calling your name while running towards you.

"Y/n! Y/n!" you hear eddie rushing towards you

"You forgot something." you look at him, confused.

"what do you mean I forgot something i'm sure I didn't get anything out while we we're arguing back there." eddie pulls you in for a kiss.

finally, he pulls himself out leaving a string of drool-eddie chuckles. "See you later, sweetheart."

that night you we're reading a book then suddenly someone knocked on your door. You weren't expecting someone to come because its 12:42PM. You open the door and was shocked to see eddie sitting beside the porch down bad.

you brought him inside your room, good thing you didn't return some of his clothes, so he can change. while you we're giving taking him a bath, he opens his eyes and stares directly at you. its like he's staring at your soul.

"How are you so beautiful my love?" eddie tells you with a smile.

"You're so fucking cute right now." he says while keeping eye contact with you.

"I want to fuck you so bad right now, babe." He whispers

"Stop it, eddie. you're drunk you don't know what you're talking about." eddie clenched his jaw

While you change his clothes he suddenly asks

"Babe, do you like jason?"

"What? pfft no I would not like nor date someone like jason carver" eddie looks at you nervous

He presses his forehead against yours. "do you love me?" He says with a deep and raspy voice.

"Yes, I love you, I really do" he pulls your hair and kisses you, you accidentally bump your head against the drawer.

You pull yourself back. "h-hey eddie snap out of it!"

"no, i can't hold back, babe." he pulls you in for another kiss. while his fingers go down you warn him.

"Babe st-"

"Don't worry sweetheart. relax, everything's going to be fine." he cuts you off and pushes you onto the bed, taking his shirt and shorts off.

"But babe, it's my first time. I don-"

"I said don't worry, it's all going to be fine. It won't hurt" he cuts you off, again. he licks your tits then he removes those panties and puts two fingers in slowly that you let out a whimper.

He slowly goes down to lick that cunt of yours while fingering you.

"shit, i cant hold it back, i'll put it in okay? no, no don't be scared, you'll feel the pleasure later okay?" You nod. He slowly puts his cock inside you.

"it's so tight, i need you to calm down." he thrusts inside that you let out a loud moan

"eddie, it hurts, stop please" you cry out. He caress you and slowly thrusts and pull his cock inside you. you're still tight, eddie needs to be faster and rougher.

"sorry, peaches." he kisses you while thrusting faster than ever. you felt his cock twitch inside you while he thrusts more. tears come out of your eyes that you can't even think straight. he starts so thrust harder inside you, not knowing that he will come inside you, more tears come out of your eyes that you can almost faint.

"Fuck." He lets out a moan and you feel something hot inside you.

"eddie..what am I feeling inside me? Its hot." eddie sighs.

"it's semen sweetheart, you can also call it cum." you look at his cock and was shocked to death when you saw his cock covered with blood.

"Oh my god babe, what happened!?" Eddie let out a laugh

"It's your first time babe, that's why it has blood" you look at him, confused.

"care to take a shower with me?" eddie asks.

"sure. just don't fuck me inside the bathroom you pervert."

"okay okay i won't." Eddie laughs.

*Next day at School*

You receive another love letter from eddie.

"Hello love,

Im sorry about last night although I know you enjoyed it

let's meet at the park after school, you free to go? anyways have a great day sweetheart. I love you.

Love, eddie.

your freak."

#eddie munson x reader #fanfic #romance #eddie munson smut #writers on tumblr #eddie x fem!reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson #smut #writing #hellfire stranger things #chrissy cunningham #jason carver #hawkins #eddie my beloved #eddie munson scenarios #hellfire club #edward munson

[volturialice]

ok I wasn't gonna do this twilight advent thing because y'all know I'm Not Great at consistent participation but if it's Jasper's Hobbies Day I obviously have to weigh in so here goes

listen. the important thing to keep in mind about jasper is that he's boring. he's soooooooo boring. he has all the tastes and proclivities of a middle-aged dad. just utterly bland dadcore taste in everything. I have this little remix snippet of one of @goldeneyedgirl's human alice/vampire jasper stories where even in human!teen!alice's wildest, horniest fantasies she can't imagine him as a peer or cool fellow teen and instead casts him as a 45-year-old nerdy professor.

which is what makes SUCH a hilarious contrast with his anything-but-boring background of violence and drama. he's kind of a jon snow-esque character in that his skills do not at all line up with his desires. by age 25 or so his only real want is to be Left Alone and yet life will not stop putting him in Situations. even when he manages to escape the cycle of violence, he ends up brother to the Main Character and husband to the World's #1 Meddler And Architect of Situations. even if alice were not an irrepressibly active person who loves nothing more than Doing Things, she's so overpowered that she creates international political incidents just by existing. jasper will never truly know a moment's peace and that's so funny and delightful.

but when he does get a moment's peace, here's what he'd like to do with it:

I agree with the canon/fanon that he's into scholarly pursuits like philosophy and history. I think history-wise he often overlaps rosalie's interest in technological history, because he blinked and missed the entire industrial revolution. I mean, he went from being human during a time without indoor plumbing to rejoining society around the time of stuff like the Space Race and the development of nuclear weapons! that's bound to pique anybody's interest. the rate of technological development is so much faster now! I can see him spending long hours talking with rose about robotics and space exploration and the future of green energy. I think he likes the logistics side of engineering because of the emphasis on efficiency and elegant solutions.

he's also happy to take all the Crime hobbies from carlisle. a whole new area of strategy where he gets to pull out all the stops and use his intimidation skills but doesn't even have to kill anyone!! what a rollicking good time.

I also agree with the fanon that as a human, jasper was a total Horse Girl who liked animals. as a vampire I can see that manifesting as an interest in conservation and biodiversity, or sustainable agriculture.

also as a human, he's very into athletic pursuits. his natural talent is for team sports and even coaching, but his interests lie more in the direction of stuff like swimming and climbing and martial arts—anything with a big emphasis on self-discipline and improvement.

in terms of the cullen family dynamic, his extreme patience means he's also voted #1 Most Likely To End Up Helping Other People With Their Hobbies. esme needs a hand with construction or renovation? he's there. rosalie needs someone to stand around and act as a car jack for hours? that's a jasper task (emmett would be her first choice except that he always gets bored and ends up trying to distract and seduce her, which inevitably works.)

the only people who can ever really coax jasper out of the dadcore mold are alice and especially emmett. emmett is a veritable genius for tapping into jasper's secret petty side. he can transform that jaded ex-war criminal nerd into a stupid goofy teenage oaf in 3.5 seconds, usually by goading him into some kind of competition. whenever they invent new games like Emmett And Jasper Ultimate MegaChess together, jasper tries to focus on developing a complex system of rules and emmett provokes him to smash right through them and play. ditto when it comes to things like pranking edward (pranks involve a lot of strategy and skill ok. they're totally a mature grown-up activity!!)

I think when he and alice first joined the cullens, jasper had lowkey forgotten how to have hobbies and considered them frivolous. until he saw how much joy and fulfillment alice got out of her hobbies and realized he'd better find some of his own or he was gonna feel lost and clingy. luckily for him these megarich vampires who never sleep have nothing but time and resources on their hands, and were happy to help him find some!

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Fall of 94′: Eddie Munson x Black Fem Reader Chapter 8 

summary:

it’s been nearly 8 years since the events of hawkins and out of the entire party, the only one to stay behind is the one and only eddie munson. with a five year old daughter in tow, his life is a simple one, still trying to escape the dark cloud over him that never went away.

but when all too familiar hellish events start happening again eddie must team up with his daughter’s favorite and mysterious new teacher to protect his little girl and the town he owes nothing to.

warnings: violence,  gore, religious trauma, soft dom! eddie, discussions of mental health and ptsd, praise kink,  childhood trauma,  smut to end all smut,  hawkins, indiana is a warning to me.  

warnings for this chapter: broken bones, gore, vomiting, wish season 1 will byers is hurt, speeches

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Eddie almost caved as soon as he sees Rosie’s face at the window, waving at him.

Maybe he should have done this over the phone.

“Daddy! Daddy’s here!” Rosie yelled at the top of her lungs, racing out the door and straight into her father’s arms.

“Hey munchkin,I  missed you so much!” Eddie said hugging her a little tighter than usual but she didn’t mind.

“I made cookies with grandma but don’t worry I saved some for you too, come on! ” Rosie tugged on Eddie’s hand but Eddie got on her level.

“Listen baby, Daddy has to go help a friend so you’re gonna stay with grandpa for just one more night, okay?” Eddie explained, his heart breaking in two watching Rosie’s face fall.

“ Can I come? I’ll be good, I promise!”

“You’re always good munchkin, but you'll have much more fun with grandpa and grandma.” Eddie urged.

“Are you gonna come back?”

Eddie nearly burst into tears at the question, this wasn’t supposed to be his life now, he made a promise to never lie to his kid like his old man but here he was, just like him, doing something dangerous and leaving his child in the aftermath.

“I have an idea, why don’t you hold on to this till I get back? Can you be a big girl and keep it safe for Daddy?” Eddie asked, taking his guitar pick necklace from around his neck and putting it around Rosie’s, her face lighting up.

“I can do it, I’m brave enough!” Rosie said, jumping back into Eddie’s arms.

“I love you Rosie, I promise I’ll be back to take you to school.” Eddie said firmly.

“I love you too Daddy!”

“Dinner’s ready Rosie, why don't you go help Grandma, huh?” Wayne’s gruff voice appears behind them and with another big squeeze, Rosie’s gone.

“Do I need to worry about anything, Edward? Are you in some kind of trouble, son?” Wayne asked.

“No, nothing like that, just helping out a sick friend.  I don’t sell anymore, I promise-

“Eddie, you’re a good man and a damn good father, you don’t need to explain anything to me. Whatever it is that you’re really doing, you make damn sure you come back to that little girl like I know you will, understood?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good, be careful.”  With a clap on his back, Wayne returned to his home while Eddie ran back to the car, brushing away tears.

“Eddie, you don’t have to do this. I can handle it on my own.” You said reaching over to take his hand in yours.

“I know you can but you’re not doing this alone. I’d never forgive myself if I let anyone die in that hell pit so I’m going, end of discussion. Don’t make me use my dad voice.”

“Don’t make me use my teacher voice.”

The drive is quiet, uneasy.

“Let’s go over the plan again.” Eddie said, eyes on the road.

“Get to the upside down, find Bobby, get Bobby through the gate while avoiding certain death.  Once we’re out, you run to the payphone, call 911, and tell them you heard someone calling for help by the old trailer park, and get the hell out of there. I’ll stay with Bobby till help comes and tell the police I heard crying while on a walk and found him. Once the coast is clear, I’ll go back and close the gate.”

“I’m not too sure about that last part.”

“This part I have to do alone, you can’t be anywhere near that scene.”

“What if you pass out or get hurt?”

“Then I pass out and you  still stay out of prison.”

“And Vecna?”

“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. You asked me to trust you to get me through the night, now I’m asking you to trust me to get you back to Rosie.” 

 The car came to a stop outside of an abandoned trailer park.

Looks like it’s showtime.

It takes everything in Eddie to not turn the car around and go back to Rosie. 

 He purposefully took alternate routes to avoid Forest Hills, had Wayne meet him at a diner or his apartment, anything but go back there. Hawkins was hell for Eddie on a normal day but this was the seventh circle and here he was, about to dive right the fuck back in despite the fact the last time he did so, he almost died.

There were so many times he could have called the others today or the day before that but each time he picked up the phone, he just couldn’t do it. They had all fought for their new lives away from Hawkins and would drop everything and  come running back with one phone call from him, that was just the kind of people they were.

But not today.

Today Eddie The Banished, Eddie The Freak,  Eddie Munson, would stand alone.

Except he wasn’t alone.

He was with you.

Somehow when he was with you these past few days he felt like anything was possible.

No matter what happened today, he wasn’t leaving The Upside Down without you.

“ Fred’s gate isn’t far from here, just in the woods behind the picnic bench.” Eddie explained, going around to the trunk of the car as you got out and stretched. 

You had tried to rest when Eddie parked in front of a friend’s old cabin and got supplies but you were too worried about the likelihood of your death by traveling to another dimension to sleep.

What if something went wrong?

What if Eddie got hurt?

What if they were too late?

What if something was waiting for them?

“Once we go through the gate, we should be close to where you saw Bobby in the void. If he’s still there, we should be able to get in and get out undetected if we’re quiet enough and if a horde of bats and their bone snapping leader aren’t the welcoming committee.” Eddie said  you walked over to the trunk to see it filled with road flares, flashlights, a first aid kit and a sawed off shotgun.

“Do I want to know what the shotgun is for?”

“Anything that moves down there. Don’t worry, I won’t miss, I had a great teacher.”

You both grabbed what you needed from the car and made your way past the picnic tables by the trailer park entrance and into the woods.  You weren’t exactly sure what a gate into another world would look like until you felt it before you saw it, heat on your skin, a profound sense of fear creeping into your bones.

The very thing of nightmares was only a step away, a ghoulish hole in the ground with no bottom in sight.

“Remember what I said?” Eddie asked, taking you by the shoulders.

“Stick to the plan, do not deviate from the plan, no buying more time, and no hero’s journeys.”

“Do you trust me?”

“ With my life. Do you trust me, Eddie?”

“With everything I’ve got.”

Eddie tosses the gun down the gate first, waiting to hear them quietly land and for some horrifying creature to crawl out.  But you only hear them meet hard ground and nothing else, the only sound is both of your breathing and the wind behind you. 

“I’m going first.” You said.

“Like hell you are, what did I just say about the hero's journeys?  I’ll go back to the car and find something to cushion the landing and then I’ll go.”

“There’s no time and only one of us can move things with their mind. I’m going first and then I’ll float you down. I’ll be okay, I promise.”  You said firmly, leaning in and squeezing his hand.

“ Whatever you do, don’t step on the vines.”

You nod, reluctantly letting go of his hand and take a shaky step forward.

“See you on the other side.” 

You jump, darkness and ash clouding your vision as you flip through the air.  You know the ground is coming soon so you close your eyes and concentrate, slowing your fall down until you hover over the ground, gently landing to avoid thick black vines.

A black stormy sky rages all around you but you can’t believe it.

You’re in another world.

“I’m okay, you can come down.” You whispered through the gate.  Not even a minute later, Eddie is falling in front of you, and you gently float him safely the rest of the way down till he lands next to you.

“You really are amazing, you know that?” He said, accepting the hand you gave him up and hoisting the gun onto his shoulder. 

“I try.”

You follow Eddie through the wooded area, a grotesque identical copy to the one in your Hawkins, the ground littered with the remains of dead bats and vines.  

“Bobby? Bobby, it’s Miss from school. I’m here to take you home, but you need to make a sound sweetheart so I can find you. You don’t have to be afraid honey, I’m gonna get you home to your mom.” You called out, shining your flashlight on the area in front of you.

Silence.

“Bobby, can you hear me?”

Silence.

“We need to keep moving, I don’t like how quiet it is here. Maybe he’s hiding further in town.” Eddie whispers.

“Just one more minute, he has to be here, he couldn’t have gone far.”  You sweep the area again with your flashlight until you spot something under the half rotten picnic tables. You take a step closer to see what it is, a small gasp falling from your mouth.

“Oh my god, Eddie!” You point and you both take off towards the limp body of Bobby Jeffries

Oh god, no, please no.

Eddie gets to him first, slowly turning him over, the poor kid covered in the muck of this place, his arm at an odd angle. 

“He’s breathing, barely.”

“We got him out of here, now.”  Eddie takes his jacket off, wrapping it around Bobby as you do your best to splint his arm. You’re nearly finished when the sound of wings makes you both look up.

 The trees you thought were empty are now filled to the brim with demobats, very much alive.

As if reading your mind, Eddie shakes his head, gently lifting Bobby into his arms.

“Don’t you even think about it.”

“I’m not deviating from the plan, I’m expanding it. Get him to the gate, I’ll be right behind you, I swear.” You said.

“There has to be another way!”

“There isn’t.  You have to get him out of here and the bats will be on you two in seconds if I don’t do something. Please, Eddie, you have to go without me.” 

Eddie swears but tightens his hold on Bobby, ready to run.

“I’m not leaving here without you, whatever you’re going to do, do it fast.”

“Go, now!”

Eddie takes off running, the heavy sounds alerting the bats to your presence but you step in their path. They swarm you, two biting at your arm, nearly knocking you over but you close your eyes, lifting your hands in the air.

“You’re weak.”

“You are not a person, you are a product of sin made clean.”

“Don’t you love Mama?”

“ See Daddy, I told you she was pretty.”

“If you’ll let me look after you just a little bit longer, I know I can get you through the rest of the night.”

“You’re safe with me.”

“You really are amazing, you know that?”

You bring your hands down to the earth, feeling it crack beneath you as each and every bat swarming you falls to the ground dead. The remaining ones in the trees, fall dead, the ones that managed to give Eddie chase, fall dead.

You barely have enough strength to wipe your nose let  run to catch up with Eddie but you do so, seeing the relief spread over his face as you make your way to them.

There’s no time for a reunion as you slowly but surely propel Eddie and Bobby through the gate as softly as you can and then yourself, falling back into regular Hawkins, the night sky full of stars and not mutant bats above you.

Eddie lays Bobby in your arms and takes your face in his hands.

“ Fuck the gate, as soon as he gets help, come home to me, you hear me?”

You nod tiredly and Eddie runs to the nearest payphone before grabbing his car and getting away as quickly as possible.

Bobby’s breathing starts to slow down as you cradle him, tears welling up in your eyes.

“Come on Bobby, you’re okay, stay with me. You’re safe now, you just gotta hold on a little longer, okay?  Help is coming, somebody help me!” You screamed into the night air. 

 It feels like hours before a steady sea of sirens come in, police, fire, and ambulances encircle you.  Paramedics take Bobby from your arms while you feed the police a story about being out for a walk and hearing Bobby calling for help before he became unresponsive in your arms.  Thankfully it’s enough for them to let you go while Bobby is rushed to the hospital. 

You try to walk as normally as possible, declining the police’s offer of a ride home away from the scene, waiting until you’re alone on the side of the road before emptying the contents of your stomach onto the ground. The bites you managed to hide from the police are starting to bleed heavily through your thin jacket.

Eddie.

You’ve got to get home to Eddie.

You’re throwing up for a second time when a car pulls up beside you and someone gets out.

“I’m okay, it’s just food poisoning.” You said, wiping your mouth.

“ I told you, everyone in Hawkins comes to heel.” A familiar voice says and you turn around to see none other than Principal Carver, standing there.

“Principal Carver? What are you doing here?” You asked, backing up as he inches towards you.

“ Following you. I heard about you on the police scanner, they said you found the kid, called you a hero. You know for some reason, I just don’t believe that. A sweet teacher just comes to town, charms her students, and  becomes a local hero all in a few weeks? Sounds like a pretty good story. You wanna know what I think?”

“Not really.”

“I think you’re a fucking freak. All this time I thought it was Munson but it’s you. You kidnapped the kid and then pretended to find him for the reward money. That’s what you’re gonna tell our incompetent police department when I take you in.Make this easy on yourself and get in the fucking car.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, please just leave me alone.” You said struggling to keep yourself upright.

“Hurt me? You couldn’t do that even if you tried. Actually maybe you should attack me, give me a black eye or something so I can really sell the story.”

“You’re crazy.”

“For loving my town? For keeping everyone safe from freaks like you and Eddie Munson? I am a soldier, I am a goddamn hero, I am-

The sound of growling in the trees stops Carver mid-speech.

“What was that? Is it Munson, do you have an accomplice, you little bitch?” Carver asked, pushing you to the side.

You notice the lights in Carver’s car start to flicker on and off.

“Who’s there? This is Vice Principal Carver of Hawkins Elementary School and I order you to show yourself-

It happens so fast, one minute you’re standing there, the next Carver’s head is rolling next to your feet. 

A tall thin creature with elongated limbs is crouched over Carver’s body, claws digging into his flesh, its back to you.  You cover your mouth to keep from screaming, slowly walking backward as the creature continues to feast on Carver nearly out of sight before you step on a twig, snapping it. 

The creature raises till its full height, their  flower-like head unfurling petals of razor sharp teeth.  Focusing on you, it lets out a guttural cry, charging you head on.

You should have closed the gate. 

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Edward Richtofen One shot.

Pretty Boy. - Masterlist

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I told Takeo I was gonna do it today. So I'm gonna do it today. I'm gonna confess my feelings for Edward. 100% sure I'm gonna do it.

It's been almost 7 weeks that I'm on the team, and at the first sight of them, I already knew. Edward directly caught my eyes. He acted so cocksure, so confident, of course it hided a hurted man. And I was willing to try and heal him. Even if it started hardly, him not being the one to open up to everyone and not easily at all. But I had nothing to lose, so I persisted. After a little time his demeanour toward me changed. He opened up a little and acted flustered in front of others. When it was just us two he still was but I think he's less affected when it's just him and I. But his reactions only made me to want more. The more time I spend with him, the more I want to spend. Those butterflies rummaging in my stomach at his sight, I like them, I love them.

I love him.

After what seems like 3 days of fidgeting with my fingers during an internal conflict I finally decide to make my way on the room where all the crew is. I brutally open the door and step in the room, really decided it almost become theatrical. I catch an eye contact with Takeo and he nods slightly to me. I confirm him by turning to where Edward is sat down. I can only see his back from where I am but I do not care.

'Hey, pretty boy ? I need to have a word with you.' I knew it flustered Richtofen when I called him that, so I kept doing it of course. I try to act confident, like usual, to make it seem like nothing when inside I'm fully stressed.

'Oh, ja ?' Was his only response, his voice low and confident, completely different of the usual.

what ? When did he learn to use that tone of voice ?? An heavy blush appears on my cheeks and ears. I see him turning to face me, still sitted on the ground and my whole body stiff with anticipation when I see this smirk and his eyes scanning over me.

I give an anxious look to Takeo who seems to see my distress and a smirk draw itself on his face. That's not what I hoped tak, not cool tak.

'Und what seems to be the problem liebling ?' Edward say in that freaking tone, getting up and dusting himself.

I can't let myself melt now, it's too late.

'Oh, just a thing I'd like to discuss with you, Doc.' I try to remain calm and specially try to keep a confident tone.

I turn on my heels and walk to the next room. With long strides the doctor easily catch on my almost course after he carefuly closed the door behind himself. Once we got to the teleport I got time to invent a beautiful lie for it to be nothing but my feelings for him.

'Yeah I wanted you to see that this teleport right here may seems- mpfh'  My phrase was cut short by the man I'm so terribly in love with kissing me. Unconsciously my whole body stiffed at his contact, and he started moving away. Parting a little our lips, I grabbed his collar and took him close.

'You're not going anywhere after that pretty boy.' I smirked against his lips before bringing our mouths together.

I want him close. I want him so close. I've been waiting this moment since the very first time I layed my eyes on this German scientist, my feelings completely stupidly satisfied now. My thoughts have been nothing but him and I disgustingly savoured it.

Him and his so pretty mouth.

I feel his mouth open a little wider and I do the same almost instinctively. Our tongues dancing with each other's.

Too overwhelmed by the kiss I didn't realize how close we got, but this realization we both made only hurry us to go faster. His chest pressing against mine, his hand awkwardly placed on the small of my back, pulling me flush against him and the grip he has on the back of my neck for me to never go away.

My hands strongly gripped the upper back of his vest, and I stepped incredibly close to him. Our breathing and the sounds of our mouths were the only thing that could be heard at that moment.

Both of us started slowing down a bit, out of breath. I didn't released him from my grip neither did he with me. Tilting both of our heads back I looked at his lips. They were swollen red by the event that just happened, looking better than they ever did.

'Need to... breath.' He dramatically said, making me chuckle.

Catching both our breath his hands went a little lower.

'Can't you keep you hand for yourself Doctor ?' I falsely accused him, raising a teasing eyebrow and leaned into his chest. He abruptly took his hand away placing it way higher.

'Es tut mir leid.' He looked away, his cheeks matching the color of his lips.

'Oh, where your confidence from earlier went, pretty boy ?' I inquired, putting few open mouth kiss at his neck. 'Hm ?' I hurried him to answer, kissing more while his whole body stiffened at the new contact he was so unfamiliar with.

'Ich,' He started, his hands wrapping around my arms, never pushing me away even on the contrary bringing me closer to him. 'It's them, the others.'

'How so ?'

He swallowed and I trailed my kiss to his jaw. 'I asked them how to... to attract you, and Dempsey said I should be more confident, to stop acting like a school boy with a crush.' He explained totally embarrassed, his cheeks feeling hot against my mouth.

'Hm, I see.' I nodded at him, gently and understanding, not wanting to put any kind of shame on him. 'But, even if I have to confess, it took me off guard your earlier demeanour, and I enjoyed it, actually.' He shuddered a breath he held for far too long. 'But, you see, I also definitely enjoy my pretty boy to be his true self, right ?' He almost whined but the sound got stuck in the back of his throat at the nickname.

I stepped back from our embrace and dusted imaginary dust at his shoulder.

'I like you, Edward,' I stopped the teasing and I was now looking at my feet, the karma of embarrassing him, I guess. 'I like you a lot, even.'

His index and middle finger craddled my chin and his thumb soothed the skin of my swollen bottom lip before pulling me to face him. 'Ich liebe dich auch, liebling.' He smiled that simple yet most beautiful smile I've ever seen to me.

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This is gonna be very long i'm sorry

I'm gonna give an unpopular opinion harry edward styles is NOT dumb not only he's actually clever but calling him dumb is stripping him away of half of his faults. That man is not stupid at all, he was clever enough at 16 on the x factor to understand that if he wanted to be noticed he needed more than his talent, that's why he started flirting with all the female contestants around his age, and no don't say it was the x factor producers who told him to do that cause there were thousands cute young boys they had no reason to pick him, it was his idea, he was clever enough once in the band to meet producers, ceos of big labels/pr marketing and lick their asses and while it's easy to figure it out who the powerful are and where the money is at it's not easy to fall into their graces it requires and understanding of who people truly are and what they want and no morals or integrity to give it to them, harries love to say how hard working he was in the band and how much he did for them so that's why he was able to sign with the best label cause they clearly saw all his effort but it's a lie he never worked in favor of the band, he went to work reunions (even when he didn't have to, cause their pr team was taking care of it, even without the others) cause he was preparing his solo career, he was clever enough to understand since day 1 that boy bands don't last forever and don't last long so they needed to be his trampoline he used them and once he got the connection he wanted he dropped them and once out he started putting himself above them, sabotaging their images and their careers making them look like fools, look at how him and his team make sure to push the narrative of niall the second best AFTER styles, the second with more commercial succes, money, ecc but always second, look how they made sure louis didn't got the rolling stones cover he wanted for his promo even if styles had nothing to promote around that time, look how he and his team made the press talk shit about liam after he said he didn't understand the way he dressed, look how they made a fool out of zayn with the ringo joke,the unprofessional one and let's not forget having a legend like stevie nicks say that his music wasn't comparable to styles. He destroyed their images cause he knew it would take consequences on their careers and he knew he needed to get rid off competions in a sneaky way cause his talent on it's own wasn't enough. He was clever enough to never deny larries rumors (unlike louis) cause he knew they brought attention to him, they made him stand out from the others and while louis looked bad cause he kept denying and getting mad at fans while being in a serious relationship with a girl, styles looked like the poor angel victim of the mean team and of louis who wasn't brave enough to stand up for their love. So no he was never dumb he was always a machiavellian manipulator and it requires brain to do that, also he was clever enough to create this image of sweet kind guy even when he was still in the band so everything shitty he says or does is blamed on his team, tickets prices? His teams fault, not refoundimg the shows while a pandemic was going on and those money could've helped this people families? His teams fault, his inability to act? He just wanted to try something new and have fun so it's his teams faul if it went bad, being a homewrecker? Olivia's fault the list goesn on and on. That man is not dumb he's cruel and ready to sell his own mother for money and fame he knows what he's doing constantly he's not the puppet many think he is, he might not be the most cultured person in the industry but culture doens't make you clever it just make you cultured, everything is 100% his fault all the time, not his team, not the azoff, HIS.

You are giving him way more credit than he actually deserves. Yes, it's his fault in the sense that he has free will, but you're acting like he wasn't being advised along the way, especially early in his career.

Is he extremely ambitious? Yes, he absolutely is, and the people in the right positions of power saw that and used it to both their advantages. He shared in the blame, but he's not this brilliant mastermind. He was an ambitious kid willing to do whatever it took to be famous. And now he is an ambitious man willing to do whatever it takes to be famous.

And, as I have said countless times, both parties are to blame in an affair, so it wasn't just Olivia's fault. They are equally at fault. She's not innocent in this.

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Chapter Three.

Chapter Summary: Joe meets George for the first time. They find themselves at Bills party together.

WC: 1,752.

C/W: mentions of underage drinking.

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Joe climbed into his truck in the driveway tossing his moms tote bag in the passenger's seat. She had finished making some of her strawberry scones to take into Rosebud cafe for them to sell. Once a week she would whip something up from her garden for Nix to sell at the cafe.

His Ma got closer with Dick and Lew after Joe's accident since Dick was his doctor and they frequented the cafe. Then it turned to having dinner at either house every Saturday evening.

Joe powered up the rusty red truck plugging his phone in to play his carefully curated playlist.

Joe liked driving into town. It took about ten-fifteen minutes and he used it as time to himself to think.

Joe pulled into a parking spot next to the cafe and turned the ignition off. Grabbing the bag he shut the door and walked in.

Joe stopped as he looked up making eye contact with a short boy from behind the counter. He had floppy light brown hair, a t-shirt with the Rosebud logo on it, and big brown eyes staring down Joe. Not in a mad way but in one of shock.

Shit.

All Joe thought to himself did he take an awkward step and now he was waiting for him to trip over himself. Joe was used to the stares and the looks whenever he missed a step or did something deemed unnatural.

“Hey, is Lew here?” Joe walked with an awkward stiffness to his steps to the bar top.

“Oh, uh no he ran out to go get some produce from the store. Babe is in the bathroom. Do you wanna wait for him?” The boy tossed the rag in the sink.

“Yeah, I’ll wait for him. Has he told you about his ducks?” Joe tried to make small talk.

“Yes, Katniss and Peeta.” the boy stifled a laugh. Now that Joe was closer he could see a few freckles. He wasn’t gonna lie, this boy was attractive.

“I said that it should’ve been Edward and Bella. Maybe get another duck and name it Jacob.” Joe smiled, Joe loved Twilight. Another one of his guilty pleasure things, he loved the movies and the books.

“Team Edward or Jacob?” the other boy asked right away.

“Oh, Edward! All the way!” He laughed.

“100%. I’m Joe by the way.” Joe offered a calloused hand.

“George,” he shook it, “Babes my neighbor. I just moved here two weeks ago from Virginia.”

“Born and raised here.” Joe nodded. Then like on cue Babe swung the doors open from the kitchen.

“Oh hey Joe. So you met George?” Babe wiped his wet hands on his khaki shorts.

“Yep, I brought some scones my Ma made.” Joe opened the tote bag, taking out the two large containers and handing them to Babe.

“They smell delightful.” Babe grabbed a pair of tongs out from under the bar and grabbed one from a container. Babe dropped it in his hand and took a fairly large bite.

George and Joe watched Babe. Joe had known Babe since kindergarten and he’s forever been kind of a weird dude.

“Oh my fucking god these are so good.” Babe smiled as he swallowed, “Here try it George.”

George awkwardly took the bitten out of scone from Babes hand where he offered it to him. George took a bite nodding his head in agreement.

“Your Ma sure knows how to bake.” George hummed as Babe took the scone, eating the rest of it. George took the containers and put them in the bakery item case.

“Are you going to Bill's barn party tonight?” Babe asked Joe.

“Yeah, I’ll stop by, snag some beers from him.” Joe said. Bill Guarnere, Joe's best friend in the entire world. He also met him in Kindergarten but they would see each other at the rodeos and county fair showing animals. Bill lived on a big dairy farm, every once in a while throwing a party in one of the unused barns on his parents property.

“Barn party?” George raised an eyebrow, “You didn’t tell me it was in a barn.”

“That's like the only way we party here, that or in corn fields.” Joe smirked.

“We're not in Virginia anymore George,” Babe clapped him on the shoulder.

“I’ll be there but if I don’t get back to the ranch soon, my dad will have my head.” Joe stood up from the barstool grabbing the bag.

“See ya later Joe.” Babe waved.

“Nice meeting you George.” Joe waved and walked back out.

Joe stood in his bedroom on facetime with Web as he got ready. “What are you wearing tonight?” Web hummed as he watched Joe rummage through his closet.

Joe turned looking at his phone and let out a sigh.

Joe hated that Web just said that now he feels like a teenage girl dressing to impress a boy. Well he kind of was.

“Clothes,” Joe huffed. He couldn’t believe he chose Web to facetime with while he got ready. Well of course he chose Web so he could talk to him about George without it getting out there. If he talked to Babe the whole town would know in about two minutes, if he called Gene, Gene would for sure be with Babe.

Whenever Gene isn’t at Babes house Joe does call him to talk about things.

Joe can be vulnerable with Gene and he sort of understands Joe's struggle.

Bill would be his second choice from Web but Bill was out buying alcohol and raiding the fridge in the garage for shitty bear.

Bill's parents were out of town at some dairy farming convention so in Bill's eyes it meant time to party.

“So have you met George yet?” David asked as Joe grabbed a cleanish pair of black jeans from his floor and a rodeo club shirt from his dresser.

“Yeah I met him this morning. He’s a funny guy, not funny like Babe funny. but funny.” Joe went out of view of his phone and changed his clothes, “Can I ask you something?

“If it's to wear cowboy boots or sneakers you know what I’m gonna say already.” David chuckled.

“Oh I’m wearing my boots, there's gonna be a high chance I’ll have to go walking through mud, hay, and cow shit tonight.” Joe smirked, grabbing his black cowboy hat off of a rack of cowboy hats and tried it on in the mirror.

“I can’t believe this is where my grandma decided to settle after moving here from Germany.” Web rolled his eyes. Web lived with his grandma who emigrated here from Germany as a young girl after the war. David lived with her because his parents were the opposite of emotionally available.

“No but…I uh… I thought George was pretty cute.” Joe let out a sigh sitting in his desk chair picking his phone up.

Web looked down at the phone taking a break from whatever was on his laptop screen. His jaw agape slightly, his eyes wide. He grabbed his glasses off his face and made the face again, “Joe? Joe Toye has a crush?”

“It’s not a crush. I don’t even know the guy! I just know he's got pretty eyes and freckles.” Joe blushed looking at his friend.

“You’re blushing Joe be so for real.” David laughed.

“Shut up.” Joe hung up on Web, he grabbed his cowboy hat and his keys slipping on his cowboy boots.

Joe took a look at himself in the one mirror in his room and decided this was a good enough outfit.

Joe drove down the dirt road as the sun began to set behind the mountains. Joe pulled into the long gravel driveway. He swung his truck next to Babe's little car. Putting it in park, turning it off and he got out. He locked it and pocketed his keys walking towards the barn.

Joe walked into the barn, the doors wide open. Music bumping, the smell of beer in the air, indistinct sounds of people's conversations.

Joe walked over to the corner of the barn where there were a few fold out tables. Then the beer pong table Lieb painted for their friend group two years ago. Joe grabbed a red solo cup and then the hose on the keg filling his drink.

Joe walked around looking for his friends, pretty much every teenager in the city was here.

Bill by no means knew all of them but Bill had a reputation.

“Joe,” Lieb clapped Joe on the shoulder.

“Joe,” he laughed, turning around and looking at the smaller Joe.

“Just get here?” Lieb raised an eyebrow taking a drink from his can of White Claw.

“Did the white girl give that to you?” Joe laughed, they always made fun of Web for being a seltzer guy. He loved his white girl drinks.

“I’m finishing it for him, he’s my ride tonight. But you know I’ll get Web to play beer pong with me later. Then we’ll end up passed out on Bill's couch.” Lieb shrugged, “Web told me about George.”

“God forbid.” Joe rolled his eyes, “Make sure Babe isn’t told about it.”

“Do you not want to give him a shot? He’s a sweet kid.” Lieb hummed.

“I don’t really know him Lieb, I can’t really make a decision till I know him better.” Joe shrugged, chugging his beer down before grabbing a can of bud light.

“Well then let's go get to know him,” Lieb led Joe over to where Babe and George sat on some hay bales talking.

“Sup Babe,” Lieb walked over to the two.

“Hey,” Babe smiled standing up.

“George,” Joe waved to him sitting down on a hay bale next to him.

“This is like nothing I've ever seen before.” George laughed, holding his cup with both his hands.

“How is it different?” Joe looked over at George, George looked down at the liquid in the cup.

“Normally it’s in a house or on a beach.” George giggled, “Plus I don’t feel like I’m about to get hate crimed.”

“That isn’t gonna happen, most of Bill's friends are gay. All the other guys know not to fuck with any of Bills friends.” Joe reassured George.

“That’s comforting to know,” George took a drink.

“Do you wanna play us in cup pong?” Babe leaned against Lieb. Joe looked over at George.

“Sure,” George stood up.

“Sounds good to me,” Joe followed them to the beer pong table.

#band of brothers #luztoye #joe toye #george luz #webgott #david webster #joe liebgott #babe heffron #eugene roe #baberoe #modern au #bill guarnere

[percervall]

I just love you

Player: Andy Robertson Words: 1822 Warnings: Fluff, teasing teammates A/N: I thoroughly enjoyed writing about Andy and Nora and couldn't stop wondering about what would happen when they make their relationship public. Please let me know what you think!

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It's a simple truth It's the little things you do It's the smile on your lips When you walk into a room It's the birthday card you drew That make me love you Roo Panes // I Just Love You

The atmosphere was electric. The season hadn’t even officially started yet, but the fans were buzzing. So was Nora. It had been a while since she’d last been at a match, and although this wasn’t Anfield, it still brought back memories of attending games with her dad and grandad. She couldn’t remember ever being this close to the pitch for a game. Her family had been season ticket holders for as long as she could remember, but they were usually a lot higher in the stands. Her phone buzzed in her pocket with a message from Andy, pulling her back from her memories. 

Hope you found your seat okay? 

I did. Pretty sure I can count Neville’s wrinkles from here, she texted back with a photo attached from her spot in the stands.

Now I know where to look when we score, Andy texted back. Nora smiled and put her phone away.

+

The match had been a nail-biter. There was a moment towards the end of the second half where she was convinced it would come down to penalties. Thankfully both Mo and Darwin managed to score making the final score 3-1. The fans went absolutely wild the moment that final whistle came and Nora couldn’t help but laugh. She sang along at the top of her lungs when the Dua Lipa song started playing and watched the team celebrate together. It took a while for the fans to leave the stadium, but Andy had told her to stay in her seat and that someone would come to take her down and onto the pitch. 

“Miss Edwards?” a stewart asked her. Nora nodded, showing him her ticket before following the man. She thanked him as they walked through the tunnel and onto the pitch. Nora stayed there, just watching her childhood team celebrating, feeling so proud of them. It wasn’t long before Andy spotted her.

“Nora!” he shouted and jogged over. She chuckled and walked towards him. He took her hand and pulled her closer.

“Congratulations!” she shouted over the music, squeezing his hand. 

“Thanks,” Andy replied, a smile still on his lips, his hair sticking to his forehead with a combination of sweat and champagne, “I hope you’re okay with meeting the others?” 

“I’ve already met James and Virgil, I’m sure I’ll live,” Nora replied. Andy chuckled and they walked to the rest of the team.

“Hey Nora, good to see you again,” James said when he spotted her.

“You too, James,” Nora said and accepted his hug.

“I see you’re officially his now,” Virgil joked as he made his way over. Nora laughed and nodded. 

“Got me his jersey the day after you came to the school. Pretty sure he bribed one of the kitmen,” she said.

“Stop telling them all my secrets,” Andy said in mock-annoyance. James and Virgil laughed and walked off to find their own families. Andy pulled her into his chest, hands resting on her lower back, above the waistband of her floral print skirt. 

“I am glad to see you in red though, not gonna lie. My name looks good on you,” he murmured. Nora smiled, her cheeks heating up and gave him a quick kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck. They could hear his teammates wolf-whistling at them. Andy flipped them off and kissed her back.

+

“Mama, why is Andy kissing Miss Edwards?” Her daughter interrupted her conversation with Jürgen and Joel. Liesa looked over to where Isa was pointing.

“I don’t know liebling,” she replied, pushing her daughter’s hair from her eyes. Thiago came to join them with Leo on his shoulders. 

“Apparently Andy found himself a girlfriend,” he said, nodding his head towards the two.

“No papa, he found Miss Edwards!” Isa corrected him, causing the adults to laugh. The seven-year-old broke free of her mother’s hand and ran over to where Nora and Andy were talking to Jordan and Trent.

“Hi Miss Edwards!” the girl shouted. Nora’s eyes lit up and she knelt down to allow the girl to give her a hug. “Hey sweet pea, what are you doing here?” 

“Papa works here, so mama took Leo and me to come watch,” Isa explained and pointed to her parents who waved back. Nora rose to stand, shifting Isa to her hip. “Why are you here Miss Edwards?” Isa then asked.

“Because Andy asked me to be here.” 

“Is he your boyfriend? Papa said that Andy found a girlfriend. Did he find you, Miss Edwards?” 

Nora chuckled, and felt her cheeks heat up. She heard Jordan and Trent laugh at Isa’s question and was pretty sure that Andy was blushing as well. 

“That he did Isa, that he did. How about you go back to your mum and dad and I’ll come over to say hi in a bit, okay?” she said and put the girl down. Isa nodded and ran off again. Nora turned back to Andy and his teammates. 

“I love watching you interact with your pupils,” Andy said, a soft smile on his lips. Nora smiled back, taking hold of his hand again. 

“Ugh, you two give me a toothache,” Trent said, causing everyone to laugh.

“I better go say hi to her parents. And Klopp. I am more nervous about that than anything..” Nora said, “Kinda feels like I’m meeting your parents.” 

 Andy took her hand and pulled her along. 

“If you can win over Milly, Klopp will be a piece of cake. He looks scarier than he is.” They crossed the field to where the manager was chatting with Isa’s parents.

“Nora, this is Jürgen, Thiago and his wife Liesa,” Andy said.

“Hi, it’s nice to finally meet you,” Nora said, “Andy has told me so much about you.” 

“Only good things I hope?” Jürgen said with a chuckle. 

“Of course,” Nora replied.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Nora,” Thiago said, “I’m assuming you were Isa’s teacher this year?” 

“I was, yes. It’s lovely to see you again Mrs Baumgarter.”

“Oh please, call me Liesa. You’re one of us now,” Liesa said.

“How did you meet?” Thiago asked, putting their son down so he could run around.

“I bumped into him in the staffroom at work and a few weeks later again at the foodbank where I volunteer.”

“But that was back in November?” Klopp said. Nora nodded. 

“We hung out as friends first before we both realised we had fallen for one another. We’ve been dating for seven months now,” she explained, fidgeting with the hem of her jersey as she felt her cheeks burn. 

“Loud-mouth Robbo manages to keep a secret, who would’ve thought?” Thiago joked. 

“If it were up to him, he would’ve told everyone from the start. I was hesitant about going public because of my job. Didn’t think parents would be thrilled by seeing tabloids hanging around the school,” Nora said. 

“Milly and Virg figured it out when we went to her school after winning the premier league, and so did Nora’s colleague. The headteacher was very supportive and assured both of us that her dating me wasn’t a risk to the safety of the pupils,” Andy added. 

“That makes sense,” Liesa said, “I’m lucky that being married to a footballer generates income for me. Everytime a new player joins, Thiago recommends my company to help them decorate their new house.”

“You are one of the only people in interior design this side of the river Mersey who speaks both English, Spanish and German. It would be foolish not to.”

“Who needs an advertisement strategy when your husband does it for you?” Liesa joked.

“I hope she pays you for that,” Andy said to Thiago.

“Oh she pays very well,” Thiago said with a sly grin, causing everyone to laugh. 

Andy watched as Nora chatted animatedly with his teammates and manager. He loved seeing her joke and laugh. A hand landed heavy on his shoulder before Virgil used him as a crutch to lean on. 

“You should see your face, man. On the field you’re usually a thorn on the opponents’ side, but right now you’re as dangerous as pie.”

“That doesn’t even make sense,” Andy grumbled. Virgil laughed at that. 

“I’m just saying, you look absolutely smitten with her. Got that lovestruck look in your eyes, even more so than in May,” he said, referencing the school visit they had done at Nora’s school. They were quiet for a moment.

“I just love her,” Andy admitted, “and I guess I’m kinda thrown by how hard I’ve fallen for her. I think-..” Andy stopped himself from admitting to the feeling that had grown over the last couple of months. 

“You thinking is always dangerous, Robbo,” James said as he joined them. 

“Ha ha,” Andy replied deadpan. During his break in the weeks before pre-season started, they had spent a lot of time together. They’d gone for runs in the morning and often ended up staying in to cook dinner together and watch a film. The two of them had also joined Hannah and her partner for drinks a couple of times. Nora had spent so much time at his place that it had almost felt as if they were living together. During that time, Andy had allowed himself to dream about what it would be like if she were to live at his place full time, and even beyond that. 

“I can hear your gears turning from over here, Robbo,” Virgil said, breaking his train of thought. 

“When do you know you’ve found the one?” Andy blurted out, ignoring what Virgil had said.

“I knew when I couldn’t imagine doing life without her by my side,” James said. Virgil nodded in agreement. Andy was quiet for a moment. They had only been dating for seven months, was that truly long enough to figure that out? Andy bit the inside of his cheek as he mulled that over in his head.

“I feel the same way about Nora and I’m kinda freaked out by that? We’ve not been together that long and what if it all goes to shit?” 

“There’s no need to rush into things. You’ve only recently made your relationship public. Just keep talking to each other and make sure you make time for one another during the season. When the Champions League starts, it’s gonna get hectic,” James said. Andy nodded and watched as Nora gave Thiago and Liesa a hug goodbye. Their eyes met and Nora smiled at him. Seeing how comfortable she seemed to be around his teammates eased some of his worries. 

“What are you staring at me for?” she asked as she made her way over, a twinkle in her eyes. Andy held out his hand for her to take and shook Virgil off his shoulder.

“No reason. Just that I love you,” he said, pulling her closer.

“Love you, too,” Nora murmured, wrapping her arms around his neck once more. 

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#Football fanfic #Football oneshot #Liverpool FC fanfic #Liverpool FC oneshot #LFC fanfic #Andy Robertson fanfic #Andy Robetson oneshot

[gaming-thoughts-by-an-idiot]

Draugen (part 2)

"I fucking knew it, the moment I looked down through that hole, something came at me"

"Run??? What???"

"Oh jesus oh fuck, cave in aa"

"BETTY?????"

"RUN MAN, GO FIND HER"

"These pants cant be good to run in"

"... oh"

"Oh damn this is hard"

"Betty died apparently as a baby"

"Wow, this game just fucked me over"

"Lissie is back"

"Day 6"

"Okay so we're here to tell the story about the fam and the curse... good cuz I was more curious about that"

"Oh wait ew I forgot about draugen, ew am I gonna see it?"

"Okay... okay... so i think the kid, Ruth, was killed cuz of what she found"

"Ooo our boat came back yay"

"Wait how"

"Okay, we can leave now"

"Hes just vibing, drawing some"

"Okay I'm not gonna lie... I'm expecting something to scare me"

"Is graavik a real place?"

"Asks the Norwegian"

"Okay so I took the cursed brooch with me, why????? I dont think that's good oh no"

"Oh god am I bringing the curse with me???"

"Aaa"

"Can I bring the stuff upstairs? Imma see"

"I cannot"

"Gonna play the draugen waltz one last time"

"I'm so sure something is gonna attack me"

"This game went from !!! To 'ah yes the game is over' bitch I do not believe you"

"Okay, so its ok, game ended, that's end credits"

"Hes still in the boat, rowing"

"Oh it's going dark"

"I wanna know if bringing the brooch was bad"

"Cant skip the credits, which imo is good"

"I didnt know we had a film institute"

"Omg???"

"Edward and Alice will return"

"Wtf?? Game?? Is there a second game????"

"Oh! Theres a comic book!"

"A story before the game, about Edward as a kid"

"Lissie!"

"Okay it was just to show when she showed up"

"This is interesting"

"Its right before the game starts"

"Okay flash back to him as a kid again... dad is drunk"

"Okay this is just weird and back and forth"

"Oh my god! The dad shot himself in front of Edward wtffff"

"Yooo, this weeping angel is horrible"

"Shes like 'everybody leaves u, u dont need anyone' like bitch, gaslighting"

"So someone hung themselves, no idea who"

"Oooh, the weeping angel doesnt like Lissie"

"Okay so they're not a team, ok that's good"

"Okay that's creepy"

"The weeping angel is like the demon and Lissie an angel"

#gaming #funny #relatable gaming thoughts #draugen #draugen game #norwegian #norge #norway #Norwegian game

[bella-goths-wife]

Hi, james anon here, here to say that while I'm still team james, faith is very sweet and I'm also now insanely attached to her

See I knew it!!

I’m glad people are starting to like her but I’m not gonna lie to you she’s gonna get traumatised.

It’s the right of way of being one of my characters

I’m hoping to start a team Jacob vs team Edward situation with faith and James because honestly that would be super hilarious

I’m gonna do a relationship with faith post soon, similar to the one I did for James so I hope that helps you love faith more!

Love ya James anon! ❤️

[feuqueerfire]

I Hear Your Voice Live Blogging

When I added this show to my watchlist, I didn't know anything except it's an age-gap noona romance and has a mystery plot. Also it's over a decade old, came out in 2013 lol, so we'll see how it goes. I've only watched Ai no Kotodama (j-BL movie, 2008) and Just Friends? (k-BL movie, 2009) released before 2014.

I just read the synopsis and seems like the younger guy can even read minds?! Unfortunately there's a love triangle with an older guy but he's played by the 40-year-old Hong Dayoung (?idk the name rip) actor from 18 Again. Just watched Lee Dohyun in Good Bad Mother and ig now I'll watch this; 18 Again is truly just The Show to me.

Ep 1 (Apr 3)

oh, it starts off in high school?

had to mute why were they showing pissing stream + with audio ew

ah, those thoughts were what he's hearing. okay, Edward. though he has to touch people or no? seems like he can hear it without touching

the car crash murder is the reason he can hear thoughts seems like

so the thoughts are like literal noise and he can tune it out by putting on headphones?

ah, FL is shameless and bitchy <3 a bit irritating but fun

oof, Hye Seong getting teamed up by these kids

Aw, my poor girl who is like I'm cold and my personality sticks but not to the extent that I'd target a girl like this

don't be too prideful to not accept money lol they're kicking you out and wrongfully severing her job, they should at least pay smh but i guess pride is a thing

Also, I thought like 3 different times that the girl's father is gonna end up seeing that his daughter is lying or believing Hye Seong but ig not ? and he's a judge too

ah, burning money lol gotta make a statement ig

ah, Hye Seong and the other girl both saw the car crash murder happen

Also, I thought the age gap was like 20 years for some reason but it's just like 10

oh naurrr the kid saying he can read other people's minds but it's gonna only convince people more that he's not doing well and his version of events can't be trusted

oof, not Hye Seong being threatened like this in front of the whole court... is the man gonna come out of jail around now?

Soo Ha has been searching for her, ah

A female lead who is kinda bitchy, kinda shameless but has a sense of justice and is stubborn along with a younger male lead who's obsessed with (the idea of) her and is searching for her, ahh

Ep 2 (Apr 4)

Seong Bin? Who is that?

ohh it's the girl who likes Soo Ha

I just realized maybe he's 19 Korean age, so he's underage and in high school yaas off-putting illegal age gap noona romance <3

augh murderer Joon Kook is getting released next week

this Gwan Woo guy... no. He was fine last time but right now as he keeps calling her beautiful and such out loud in front of people as she's not responding... no

oh, the Seong Bin case insisting she didn't do it while others point at her parallels Hye Seong's own case

She admitted it... hm

Gwan Woo dumb as rocks wtf does he mean his defendants won't lie and he just knows if people are lying by looking at them, how can you be so naive

Hah, he's in love with such an idealized version of her

her having Real Thoughts and Conflicts while mans is just cheesing at finally having her

he's following her home though lmfao chill

Ah, him fixing the lamp that was broken lol reminds me of hmmm I think Love Class S2 BL? Main couple maybe?

ah, he saved Seong Bin

Soo ha getting a reality check about Hye Seong and refusing to believe

ofc he's a rich kid lolol

lol they were hinting his defendant was gonna lie

annoying segment insinuating that female cops can’t sexually harass a woman but maybe the alternative would’ve been making it about scary lesbians which is agh

Bo yeon or whoever bitch from childhood is the prosecutor now

majorly icked out by him picking her up on his shoulder to get her to come w him

woah the mind reading part came so fast, even before his name

ah he’s using banmal w her?

oh he threw the book that hye seong dropped that he’s been keeping for 10 years in the trash but couldn’t let it go

Ep 3 (Apr 4)

would the witness lie and say Seong Bin did it? paralleling Hye Seong's situation even more?

dying at the misunderstanding of you have something on your cheek vs her giving him a finger kiss on his cheek

augh, Sooha's dad's murderer is back

bruh as expected she lied but seems like not necessarily out of maliciousness but rather bc she can't say the truth about why she fell...?

oh also I don't get the way his powers work, sometimes he can hear anybody and everybody (that's how he heard the murderer) vs sometimes he has to look into people's eyes to hear their thoughts?

getting yelled at by her mother because of how callously she's taking all this, including being more worried about how she appears instead of Beo Yeon or whoever instead of her defendant. i mean deserved but having the yelling happen in front of everybody on the team + Sooha is humiliating

who is this man in jail? Ga Yeon's father who has died and would have been around Hye Seong's age?

no girl, that's not Sooha's phone number, that's a murderer hunting you down lmfao

not these grown lawyers sneaking into high school T.T lmfao

agh it doesn't say what the internet search history is

ah, cigarette stuff

interesting confrontation between the two girls tbh

why are the Viki subs like... bad? they don't sub the writing on screen and also instead of saying the witness under 16 won't face perjury, says that the testimony "is invalid"

fuckass Do yeon is so irritating, and seems like she's billed as a main character in MDL

i should not be losing my shit already at every interaction between Soo Ha and Hye Seong lmfao but him finding a seat on the bus for her but then when she starts boasting about the trial he makes a face and moves to a different seat like it's just so good man

and her giving him a little lecture like i don't have time to deal with feelings from a high school junior, so get over me vs him being like i don't like you though (meanwhile... hah.)

and him teasing her with the "total and utter humiliation" hehe

oh true she doesn't even know his name

not Joon Kook's phone literally ringing in the next room, bye. reminds me of Beyond Evil with the shower curtain bathroom killing situation though this isn't as dire since we're legit on ep 4 lol

Ep 4 (Apr 4/5)

why doesn't Soo Ha tell Hye Seong about Joon Kook :< ik it'll make things complicated for him but she's gotta know there's a murderer texting and breaking and entering and stalking her c'mon

damn, not Soo Ha's uncle guardian mans leaving him at some park (what other show does this remind me of... To My Star?? idk or actually maybe it's BTS J-Hope lore lol)

so who does he live with now, seems like he has a big/spacious place

Doyeon isn't their biological daughter or what?

idk why I find it soooo cute that Hye Seong wakes up a mess, makes some weird/bad-tasting concoction for breakfast, and her house is a fucking mess (enough that Sooha literally thought the guy wreaked havoc in there) and Sooha's just getting reality check after reality check after having idolized her for a decade lmfaooo

and him getting mad at this loll but it's not like it's gonna make him stop liking her

ah, Sooha volunteering at same place as Joonkook

ig we’re gonna have a new case every 1-2 eps and fuckass doyeon is gonna be there for them all

o no joonkook knows sooha’s identity but sooha doesn’t know he’s been found out

asdf nahh he told her her only talent is her eyes that see whether the defendant is saying the truth or not lmfao

need Gwanwoo to fuck off ngl i am sooo not into their potential and am not looking forward to the love triangle

Ep 5 (Apr 5)

pls not them pretending to be close and as if she sees him as her real younger brother

ahh noona ik in this case it’s supposed to be to show like familial relations but i want him to call her noona all the time

lol her clocking that she was his first love and him being like no

wound tending 2.0 and his smile is so like indulgent idek

I guess they'd make Hye Seong's client who seems to be caring and innocent to actually be the perpetrator while the older twin who seems more callous and with a previous record to be the one who is telling the truth?

hate to see her think of Lawyer Cha as attractive or be into him like stoppppp

damn not Seong Bin taking one for the team

ah parallels of Seongbin -> Sooha -> Hye Seong -> fuckass Cha Gwanwoo

bruh, didn't Hyeseong's mother see Gwanwoo when she went to the office though? or ig she knows it's him lol

he's throwing a fit ahh as expected of a 17 year old hehe

useless cops as expected

Ep 6 (Apr 5)

Ah, not that her person was the murderer but that they both co-conspirited

she thinks that he's a chain holding her back and he has flashbacks to his uncle thinking the same thing, ouch

Sooha staring at fish in their little aquarium reminds me that Good Bad Mother also had that

ah Dayeon and Hyeseong teaming up and maybe playing mind games with Hyeseong's guy

Prisoner's Dilemma

her getting caught every which way, first Sooha saying that she shouldn't be a public defender lawyer when she was fine with not making the twins confess but now it's the boss after she has indeed made them confess

is the fuckass murderer touched by Hyeseong's mother giving him food for his bday?

that 1 cop seemed to be suspicious of Hyeseong and Sooha being close and apparently living together and now he's like it does kind of sound like a threat so... will he come in clutch in the end

resisting the urge to not just skip through fuckass Gwanwoo's scenes

yaas the date didn't happen ! i mean terrible bc Sooha is being thought of as having stolen the cop's gun but yay

nvm Joonkook is flushing everything down the toilet rip

so has Sooha is gonna find and knife Joonkook?

Ep 7 (Apr 5)

me and Sooha both sending hateful and awful vibes to Gwanwoo's moments with Hyeseong

equal opportunity opening lids for the other!

i love you table with spinny section on top

hug and now a hand kiss? Cha Gwanwoo count your days aghhh

plsplspls don't be dating maybe Sooha just walked away too soon

awooga sad Sooha

naurrrr not Hyeseong's mom, fuckass Joonkook

Ep 8 (Apr 6)

ahhh she's dead dead

it would actually be insane if Dayeon who kept requesting hard sentences for everybody suddenly was like nah

it'd be especially funny because Joonkook is saying he also didn't kill the father back then meanwhile Dayeon literally witness him killing that man (though she didn't testify against him)

okay at least it seems like she's not gonna believe him whew

trying not to be hateful towards Gwanwoo even though him saying he's her boyfriend now is actually terrible

bruh what is Joonkook playing at, he fakes attempting suicide? so is Cha Gwanwoo gonna start believing that he didn't mean to do it?

ohh committing perjury (ig that means falsifying testimony? since they're making the cellmate give a false witness testimony)

awooga they're gonna get caught lying. is Joonkook really gonna walk away free after all this? ig we're only on ep 8... aughhh

Gwanwoo is just doing his job but like fuck him. and most of all, fuckkkkkkkk Joonkook the most. also is the prosecutor gonna get fucked over fr fr for the perjury

awooga not Sooha being like yeah Hyeseong really likes you Gwanwoo, which is why this is hard for her. so give her time, wait for her and protect her

like okay mature response despite loving her but akldfas i need Gwanwoo and Hyeseong to fucking break up bc I'm already biased against him but he's also defended the murderer of her mother, so like... no

okayyyy lmfaooo i was like this is a weirdly mature response but indeed he's like heheh Gwanwoo fucked up and isn't coming back, so I get a chance

oh yeah the aquarium talk when he and his father were in the car

this dumbass is gonna kill Joonkook or what? i just realized he wasn't saying thanks for the chance with Hyeseong because he's prlly gonna be in fucking jail, thanks for the chance to kill Joonkook with his own hands ig?

"last goodbyes" girl

woahhh one startled kiss before leaving (forever, apparently is his plan dumbass)

I barel watched today, so got through 1 ep the whole day and that was like 20 mins over 12 hours and then 40 mins over 1h lol

Ep 9 (Apr 7/8)

is this another dream?

ah, future scene first

omg wait... Hwang Dal Joong's daughter went missing 25 years ago when he got put in jail... the person who put him in jail is Doyeon's father fuckass judge man... there are rumours that Doyeon was "found under the bridge" ummmm

bruh, Gwanwoo's just now getting to know about everything that happened at the court room when Hyeseong testified 10 years ago? Also, how come she was never a witness for this because I feel like their phone call which was about her mother telling her to not take revenge etc would've been helpful a bit at least ??

bruh why'd I barely watch it today also

Ah, Sooha doing the smoke bomb thing

19 year old's bravado and confidence

aough, Hyeseong running in front of blade

damn, why Sooha take the blade out bruh

Sooha disappeared Again?!

hmmm would Min Joonkook be killed offscreen like this? we have a severed hand but no body means not dead

and Sooha told her he wouldn't kill Joonkook

A whole year later?!

well that means Sooha is an adult now btw

omgggg now it's her turn to see Sooha at every turn and run after him, the way Sooha did at the beginning

awooga, is this real or fake amnesia? goddammit

can't download this aghhh i wanted to watch some on the train smhh

Ep 10 (Apr 8)

omg real amnesia?

oh interesting Hwang Dal Joong presumably also didn't kill his wife? but where does Doyeon's father fit into this because like he was the judge for that case but he wasn't normal about it. is Doyeon indeed Dal Joong's daughter? Would the judge guy be the murdered wife's other man? No, right?

lkajd Sooha's nemesis/frenemy having to read his diary to him

If I have to watch any romantic moments between Gwanwoo and Hyeseong while my boy Sooha is now an adult who is in prison without his memories, I might lose my shit

why aren't they talking to the man who housed Sooha, what do you mean he just told Sooha that he's his nephew's son and that's that

oh he's crazy, first "am I special to you?" and then "Are you special to me?" meanwhile he literally kissed her before he left for a year and became known as a murder suspect lol

awooga and her saying that he disliked her

oh? memories are coming back? they won't all come back during the trial would it lol

Also, how are we fully assuming Joonkook is dead when we haven't even found the body except for a hand? In Beyond Evil, wasn't it like it's not a murder case/charge if the body hasn't been found or was that smth diff?

They're straight up naming a different suspect, the fishman? Scary what if things go wrong... fisherman: Ji Cheol Su, housed Sooha: Kim Gi Ho

yaas finally it has come into their heads that maybe... the guy who is a murderer 2x at least... and whose body we haven't found... might not actually be dead lol

Ep 11 (Apr 9)

ohhh the witness who reported Sooha never saw him

Well, did the guy tell them that the woman never actually saw Sooha or no?

bruh why is Doyeon soooo wrong at every turn like get a gripp

leave and give her some fucking privacy bro why is fuckass gwanwoo standing in front of the bathroom listening to her cry

awooga

ohhh Sooha tried to run away and got in a car crash hmm

yaas she rejected Gwanwoo again and... did she say she likes Sooha... anything like that? maybe?

Is that Joonkook in a disguise and threatening the woman or what?

ahhh she's so cold and cutting Sooha off just like this, she must be going crazy inside

awooga my ship !!

Ep 12 (Apr 9)

pls Sooha seeing Hyeseong eating food straight from the fridge late at night in the dark

Gwanwoo is... not incorrect in his assessment of Sooha and how he's a "burden" to Hyeseong but he's also immature to say it that way to throw it in Sooha's face because Hyeseong likes Sooha but not him. like okay talking about being an adult, sure

ohhh wait firstly, Hyeseong didn't actually have a photo in the phone but just said that it shows Min Joonkook with the steel pipe :0 but ig Joonkook gave himself away with his reaction to Hyeseong

and secondly, I hadn't realized that the judge was actually Doyeon's father and he'd known that she lied, which was expected cuz it really seemed like he knew. he just took it as a lawyer in court though lol

omg so indeed Hwang Dal Joong's supposedly murdered wife is still alive and doesn't have her left hand either

lolol Hyseong and Doyeon both regretting spilling their guts the night before. kinda should make out when Doyeon becomes more tolerable

Oof, witness womans really dug her own grave with the "go till the end" talk. hope same thing doesn't happen to the guy who hit Sooha with the truck and was told to not say anything by Joonkook

ah, memory returns

Sooha's dad killed Joonkook's wife?

back hug !

Ep 13 (Apr 9)

oh did Sooha's mind-reading abilities come back with the memories?

who did Hwang Dal Joong stab? his ex wife?

why be a fucking cop bro Sooha pls do something else

i so incredibly do not give a fuck about Gwanwoo

the wife said the daughter is living in a rich house, it's literally Doyeon bruh

ahhh cheek kiss,can't believe i'm having to live on this same shit from like ep 3 (other way around this time tho)

anyway sooha should just tell her the truth cuz she'll get more mad the longer it goes on, esp since he can read her mind

Ep 14 (Apr 10)

awooga what are we gonna do when she finds out about dad killing first

my ship T.T avoiding eye contact and walking side by side T.T

alk;sdjf Sooha falling into Hyeseong's lap on the bus

oh my godddddd laksdfjlk;asdjf lk;sdfj lk;j Hyeseong confession

parallel between Hyeseong being like maybe it's fine/better that Doyeon doesn't know the truth about her adoptive and biological parents while Gwanwoo is like it's better that Hyeseong doesn't know about Joonkook and Sooha's father's ordeal

but Lawyer Shin talking about how telling the truth is the right thing to o

Wait actually... this is a good line of thought that I could use maybe? at ~48mins they start talking about if there are 2 decisions where you have regrets choosing either, better to choose the one that will make you regret 1% less ig

Hyeseong throwing the words that Doyeon's fuckass dad told her that day at the hospital like 12 years ago back in his face

Ep 15 (Apr 10)

Is this article about Joonkook's wife being killed by Sooha's father or smth?

and Sooha & Doyeon parallels about betrayals in trust of their fathers

omg accomplice

aksdfjklajdsf was hyeseong just having horny thoughts or what

hm the Park Joonhyuk guy is Sooha's father? And he wrote about people in car accidents or what?

omg Doyeon...

Ep 16 (Apr 10)

girl the way I'd barely been watching 1 ep a day the last few days but today I keep watching it?

awooga Doyeon

how the tables turn because in ep 1, I thought maybe the father would take Hyseong's side since clearly Doyeon was lying and her mother believed her without question

not this fucking father-daughter strained yet touching relationship with Dal Joong and Doyeon omg

not Joonkook having kidnapped Hyeseong

Ep 17 (Apr 11)

Awooga, not the trick working

hyeseong stupidity making me annoyed

and it's frustrating for it to be contrasted with Sooha who is also doing a dumb thing (going to Joonkook alone without confirming he's actually there and with a taser but not realizing that Joonkook is right behind her and also in like a mid skirt and heels too like tf) but 1) he confirmed that she was actually there 2) he called Gwanwoo and explained the situation. frustrating for the FL to fall into a trap this stupidly in the penultimate episode at least have Joonkook outsmart her rather than just her being stupid

sooo annoying that Hyeseong is just tied up and duct taped like this fr and also why is the SWAT team useless why are they in different rooftops aiming at Sooha possibly like ?? dumbasses

bro these cops are so useless why are they just standing there with their armoud and weapons, just grab him?!

This is so silly like okay fine Gwanwoo comes and frees Hyeseong from her bind but then... she gets up to the roof and immediately faints as Min Joonkook drags Sooha over the edge

I'll be honest, the fact that they made Hyeseong make stupid decisions here and then kinda made her presence inconsequential (beyond the don't kill Joonkook thing but that's been going on for A While already) really soured me because there was no reason for that. maybe she'll do something cool in the last ep and bring it back up

Ep 18 (Apr 11)

actually I don't fully get the problem with Sooha stabbing Hyeseong thing either because like ig it's a case that Joonkook was Sooha's target? And Hyeseong ran into it but otherwise Sooha would've stabbed/possibly killed Joonkook?

and if Gwanwoo is Joonkook's lawyer again I'd be so fucking irritated bro

but why is this literally attempted murder bruh, she ran into the knife and he didn't successfully even knick Joonkook with the knife so some legal questioning maybe but attempted murder? be serious

Sooha and Hyseong are sooooo cute

no way Sooha's talking about Gwanwoo being his role model who made him into a man agh

oh he's mentioning other ppl but Gwanwoo first? be fr

ah Doyeon

Fine final episode

Overall:

Noona romance + mystery + courtroom + sliiight supernatural with mind-reading, it has a bunch of things I liked. It's from over a decade ago but enjoyable nonetheless. I liked it, though Hyeseong and Sooha were quite cute but I wish 1) the episodes were a bit more condensed to be 14-16 episodes and 2) the fucking love triangle wasn't so prominent (though I get that they probably did it because Sooha was underage at first).

Not life-changing and kind of overstayed its welcome for me, esp because I was barely watching 1 ep a day in the middle there.

Rating: 7/10

#ep by ep commentary

[teenmomcentral]

Teen Mom star Ryan Edwards discussed his divorce from his estranged wife, Mackenzie Edwards (née Standifer), during an emotional conversation with his ex Maci Bookout.

The Wednesday, August 2, episode of Teen Mom: The Next Chapter kicked off with Ryan, 35, calling Maci, 31, to reveal his divorce from Mackenzie, 26.

“Mackenzie is being an absolute pain in my ass. She don’t know why she left, it’s been everything under the sun,” Ryan said. “It’s because of my addiction, because I was outside in my garage.”

Maci advised her ex to “keep focusing on you and all these crazy children and stay away from her,” while she also said she would tell their son Bentley, 14, what’s going on.

"It's not shocking to me. I know when we filmed the reunion and had that conversation about starting fresh with coparenting, she’s not gonna let this happen,” Maci said. “And then she lost her mind anytime him and Bentley were gonna go do something because she couldn’t go, because it was supposed to be the two of them.”

The mother of three added that she thinks Ryan and Mackenzie’s troubles were likely linked to his and Bentley’s “relationship growing” and the exes “trying to work together.” She continued, “I don’t think she can handle it. Bentley is the one that pays for all of this, so we have to stay on the same team.”

 Later in the episode, Maci said that Bentley was “kind of shocked” by the news but didn’t seem “bothered by it or upset.” The MTV star added said her eldest son’s reaction didn’t surprise her “because he’s never really been a big fan of Mackenzie’s.”

Ryan's parents, Jen Edwards and Larry Edwards, shared more insight about how Ryan was handling the divorce, explaining that he was “really devastated.” Jen, 57, added that she worried the situation would mess with his sobriety.

The next morning, Mackenzie filed a protection petition and claimed Ryan held a knife to her back, as well as other alleged incidents of domestic violence. However, Ryan denied her claims.

"She said I f–king held a knife to her back or something like that … f–k no, that’s so dumb,” he told producers. “Everyone knows when I get angry, I get f–king angry. So she’s gonna use that against me. But I ain’t never put my hands on a woman ever before.”

He then accused Mackenzie of cheating on him and claimed she didn’t spend the night at their house when he took their kids – Jagger, 4, and Stella, 3 – to stay with his parents.

“She left this house last night and there was only one reason why she left this house,” he said. “She can’t lie very well, she’ll stumble over every word she says and I was like, ‘Where the f–k did you stay last night?’ and she couldn’t come up with a good answer. So I started putting two and two together.”

Mackenzie filed for divorce from Ryan in February after six years of marriage. The filing came 18 days after Ryan was arrested and charged with violating a protective order she filed against him, according to online records viewed by In Touch. In addition to the divorce filing, the Tennessee native was granted a restraining order and temporary custody.

The father of three was served with an order of protection by Hamilton County Sheriff two weeks before the filing. According to police officers in Hamilton County, Ryan made threats against Mackenzie during a heated phone conversation prior to his arrest.

Most of his charges stemming from the arrests were dropped during a March court hearing. Ryan was ordered to complete six months in rehab after he was charged with possession of a controlled substance, which was eventually dismissed. He checked himself out of a rehab center after two weeks of treatment and was arrested again on April 7 when he was found unresponsive in his truck.

Ryan was sentenced to serve nearly one year in prison during a court hearing in April, though Judge Starnes later announced he was given a furlough to complete an inpatient rehab program after he served three months behind bars.

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