#that man had a pretty fucked up life but he never stopped being Wierd at his core and honestly

[oglegoggle]

False glamor and true evil of the music industry/Hollywood/show biz in general but uhhhhhh I wish I could give Elvis a hug

#this is goggles #can’t stop Thinkin about Elvis I feel like a little kid again #but this time I’ve done more than just listen to the jams and watch the films #that man had a pretty fucked up life but he never stopped being Wierd at his core and honestly #it’s hearting to know that other Weirdos have always been out there and always will be and they can indeed be celebrated for their Weirdness #It makes sense why Elvis impersonators even to this day are uhhhhh Like That #I’ve impersonated Elvis I’ve been friends with impersonators I follow a few in their careers #Elvis stans run extremely neurodivergent #he was a weird guy and even still his memory speaks to the other weird guys who are like him #idk dudes I’m really emotional reading Elvis & Me by Priscilla #he was very abused and he reacted in a lot of weird ways he was bad at communication and he wasn’t taken seriously when he hurt #he took advantage of songs his black friends wrote and didn’t share the royalties like he should’ve and he was weird af with 14yo Priscilla #he was trapped in a financial hellscape he wanted desperately to escape but couldn’t because of the predatory behavior of those around him #he loved and trusted them and he knew they were hurting him and that tore him to pieces but he was still so loyal #he was funny and into weird hobbies and a little bit genderfucky and both sexy and awkward and he was shy and had a nervous tic onstage #I love him genuinely and dearly he was so multifaceted and just Incredible #lmfao my own autism is 100% engaged when I think of him #I look at him and I understand that we’re the same and because we are I can be Incredible too #Tho I’m not gonna fool around with teenagers or screw my friends out of the dues they’re owed for their work #It’s not 1952 anymore we culturally recognize that that shit ain’t right these days #I can lead a life dedicated to the pursuit of fun and joy like Elvis #I can wear whatever tf I want no matter how garish or tacky like Elvis #I can be beloved for my bold and uninhibited personality no matter how weird like Elvis #And I can dress up like Elvis lmfao

[maira-writes-shit]

I have this habit you know

Haikyuu Tanaka Ryuunosuke x Ennoshita Chikara

Fluff, flower language, getting together, major charecter death

Words: 2758

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1KNwaK5v9gEGeM0WssuFAP?si=caf0308e539f4c14

She had thought him that there was flowers for everything and that you should always give them to the people you love.

She had thought him that there was flowers for everything and that you should always give them to the people you love.

She had thought him that there was flowers for everything and that you should always give them to the people you love.

Wich is why he was here now.

"I got you guys flowers..."

"Huh?"

"REALLY?!"

"...why?"

"They're Peonies. They mean luck."

Nishinoya's eyes seemed to glow as he smiled: "THAT'S SO COOL! THANK YOU RYUU!"

The spicker smiled and look at the rest of the first years.

Narita gave him a small smile, Kinoshita smelled the flower and Ennoshita stared at the flower with a mixture of wonder and admiration.

A year later

"'sup fucker."

"Hey asshole."

He was sitting at the counter of his grandmothers flower shop he sometimes helped out in.A bag landed in front of him and his cousin sat down next to it."you still have my eyeliner." Kyoutani said between taking bites from his sandwich.

"Oh yeah I know. It should still be at home."

Tanaka got up and walked over to the statice.Yeah this one is pretty good. Success.

“You still do that?“ „Yeah, what about it?!“Tanaka‘s cousin looked up at him and raised an eyebrow."Nothing I just don't really get it. I mean what have these people ever done for you? What is it that makes them deserving of these flowers?"

"...what is it?"They're my friends. They take me the way I am without a question."

Kyoutani looked at him with a raised eyebrow in a silent question of "And how do you know that?"

"Noya is my best friend. He gets me without me having to say anything! Kinoshita and Narita might not talk too much but whenever I need someone they got my back!"

"And what about that sleepy guy?"

Ennoshita...he was diffrent."Enno he...honestly I don't know why someone like him is even friends with me. He's amaizing! He's smart, cool, a great player, he is funny and really fucking caring! I feel so lucky to even be allowed to be friends with him..."

"Dude that sounnds like you have a crush on him."Tanaka flushed. Did he like Ennoshita in that way? Honestly he didn't know...

He blamed Tanaka.

He had this habit, you know.

Ever since first year Tanaka would give everyone from their year on the team a flower before games.

When they got into second year these flowers even started to get more personal.

And Ennoshita started to get really intrested in them. Well actually he got really intrested in Tanaka...

He was gay and he knew it. He didn't bother telling everyone, if they found out they found out, if they didn't they didn't.Simple as that.

Tanaka though...he made him want to scream it off a rooftop for everyone to hear.

Ennoshita had it bad.

So what did he do?

Call the two saltiest setters he knew.

The door to his room flew open."What's up?", said the shorter of the two, Shirabu.

Yahaba Shigeru and Shirabu Kenjirou. Pretty, petty and his best friends for ages.

The two were childhood friends while they meet Ennoshita in middle school.

"Ah nothing much..." "This is about the baldy, isn't it?", damm Yahaba and his senior Oikawa for teaching him to be so perspective!

"Yeah yeah, sit down assholes."

The two had been in his room enough to make it feel like he was in one of their rooms and not his own.

Shirabu planted himself on the bed and Yahaba flopped down on the bunch of pillows stacked in the coner.

Ennoshita's eyes went a little big as he remembered what he had put on the bed where Shirabu was streched out on now. Luckly the copper haired setter had noticed it and pulled a small book out from under him.

Or not so luckly.

Ennoshita sadly had fogotten what teasig little bastards his best friends were.

"Ohoho what's this?" Ennoshita did not like the wierd glint in Shirabu's eyes.

Yahaba jumped up only to make grabby hands at the book. Shirabu pulled it away and the other pouted.

Ennoshita looked away and felt his cheeks heat up as his friends opened the book.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Chika? Did you really keep every single flower he ever gave you?" "...Yes. Now shut up Haba."

His friends only laughed.

Ennoshita was utterly fucked.

Yellow rose, frienship. For Noya.

Gladiolus, strength. For Kinoshita.

Iris, hope. For Narita.

Camellia, admiration...For Ennoshita.

He did like him like that.

Tanaka had thought about it a lot. The thought kept him up at night, it distracted him in practice, it was always there when he was in class and he couldn't even hold a real conversation because of it.Tanaka liked Ennoshita. He liked him a lot.

He had never thought about liking men but really it seemed so natural with Ennoshita.

Every snort at Tanaka's stupid jokes, every glare send to the other teams captain while shaking hands before games, every time Ennoshita fell asleep on his shoulder, every look filled with mischief, everything about his fellow 3rd year just made him love him a little bit more.

Love?Is this love? I like it...

Tanaka looked at the flower in his hand and smiled.

If this is love then I never want to not feel it.

Camellia, huh?

Flowers fascinated him.

Ennoshita had been studying them for some time now. Flower language fascinated him the most.

It was so interesting knowing you could express everything just through flowers!Generally, camellia flowers symbolize love, affection, and admiration. ... White camellias symbolize adoration and is given to someone who is well-liked. Pink camellias symbolize a longing for someone and is given to someone who is missed. Red camellias symbolize love, passion, and deep desire.

Tanaka gave him a pink camellia...

Longing? Does Tanaka maybe feel the same way after all? No that couldn’t be...am I just interpreting too much into this again? Maybe he isn’t even aware of their meanings.

“You’ve been staring at that flower for over a minute, dumbass.“

Ennoshita jumped.

“Could you stop breaking into my house, Yahaba? Shirabu?“ „Never.“ Said Shirabu and bit off of something that may be a muffin or a very squishy pice of shit.

“Shut up.“

“Why are you staring at the flower anyway? I mean doesn’t he give everyone one? Before like every match?“ that comment earned a hit over the head for Shirabu from Yahaba.

“It’s just because of the meaning of the flower...“

Yahaba raised an eyebrow but then light up:“Kyou sometimes tells me about flower language! His grandma has a flower shop!“

“Yeah yeah we get you’re in a relationship. Now shut up and let Chika tell us what goes on in that pretty little head of his.“

Karasuno‘s captain sighed and looked back at the flower.

“It‘s a camellia. A pink one at that! They mean adoration and longing...“

“Well that’s great! I guess your lover boy likes you back!“ sing songed Yahaba as he let his head fall off the bed.

“But what if I’m just interpreting too much into it?! What if he doesn’t actually know what they mean?! What if I’m just getting my hopes up for them to crash down?!“

“Hey calm the fuck down, Chika! Just ask him if he knows flower language and if yes then you can be pretty certain he gave the flower to you on purpose. It’s simple as that.“

“Yeah you might be right, Kenjirou...“

“And when you know he meant it you can just ask him out.“

“Omg Shigeru! How are you the one of us that is in a relationship?!“

“...Honestly I don’t know either. Kyou is just stupid.“, chuckled Yahaba but there was a fond expression on his face that made his best friends cringe.

“Hey Tanaka, I was wondering...do you know flower language?“

Tanaka almost spit out his drink.

Does he know? Why is he asking? Oh my god what am I supposed to do? No wait I have to say something! Uhhhhh

“Um yeah. My grandma owns a flowershop. Why?“

Smooth

“Oh that explains a lot! I was just interested because of the flowers you always get us.“

“Do you know it, Enno?“ „Huh?“ „Do you know flower language?“ „Oh.“

Ennoshita turned away and if his eyes weren’t playing a cruel prank on him he saw him blush a little.

“N-No not really...we should get to practice!“ and with that the new captain stood up from their place on the floor and went over to a couple of first years trying to receive Hinata and Kageyama‘s quick.

Some red camellias (love, passion), some light red carnations (admiration), lady’s mantle (comforting love), Stocks (beauty, a happy life and the bonds of affection), lavender roses (enchantment and love at first sight) and Hydrangae (gratitude for being understood).

It was a lot but it still wasn’t enough to express just how Ennoshita felt.

He had thought you could show exactly how you felt but he had been wrong apparently because holy shit...all these emotions could never be expressed in just one Bouquet.

This is stupid...why did I let Shigeru let me talk into this?

Several bad decisions let me to this...ok here goes nothing!

He knocked at the door to the Tanaka residence.

He put some flowers into the vase.

Daffodils

“Here, now it’s officially our new home!“, Tanaka exclaimed.

His boyfriend only chuckled and put down the last of the boxes.

“Come here, dumbass.“

Tanaka slung an arm around Ennoshita.

The flowers stood in front of a window while the sun was going down. It was beautiful.

The man with the shaved head turned to his boyfriend who was smiling slightly and looking out the window. The orange light of the sunset complement him very well.

Yeah...it was beautiful.

This was their home now. He loved it.

„Hey Chika, look at me.“ the groom looked up at one of his best friends as he fiddled with the Asters on Chikara‘s suit.

“You are going to be ok. You are marrying the love of your life. Calm the fuck down.“

“You have no right to say that Shige. You literally had a nervous breakdown before you and Kentarou got married!“ „Not important, Kenjirou!“

Chikara Ennoshita, soon to be Tanaka, chuckled at his groomsmen.

He is right. I’m marrying the love of my life...I’ll be ok.

Chikara was beautiful.

This was like a fever dream.

He was marrying the love of his life.

With a smile and a small tear Ryuunosuke Tanaka joined his husband.

He was happy.

„Your vows now please.“

Ryuu‘s eyes were filled with tears as Chikara looked down at his vows and back up to him.

Here goes nothing.

“It feels different. It’s good. You make me happy. Every word, every laugh, even every stupid little comment. It makes me happy. It’s not the same but I like it. Stupid isn’t it? The smallest little thing...it makes me happy. Every color seems a little brighter with you. I’d like to thank you. For nothing, for just being there, for everything, for loving me and all my flaws no matter what. So here it is...thank you for wanting to spend the rest of your Life with me.“

Ryuu was now just full out bawling while Chikara also started to shed a few tears.

„My turn!“ the taller now said and everyone laughed a bit.

“Love, passion, admiration, comforting love, beauty, a happy life and the bonds of affection, enchantment and love at first sight, gratitude for being understood. Those were the meanings of the flowers from the bouquet you confessed with. And honestly...yeah. All these fit, because damm Chika! I love you. I love you so fucking much. You thanked me for wanting to spent the rest of my life with you when in reality I should be the one thanking you.“

Chikara only shook his head while wiping away a few more tears.

“Even before you confessed- hell even before I knew I liked you, I always thought you were amazing. I always thought that you had to be crazy to let me stay and now...well I guess you are a mad man!“ another laugh from the audience.

“I guess I am...“ said Chikara with a fond smile on his lips and oh how Tanaka wanted to kiss those lips already.

To be honest Ryuu didn’t even know what was said after only staring at the man he was marrying.

“You may now kiss your husband!“

And kiss they did.

He has this habit, you know.

Every Friday Ryuu would try and get his husband at least one flower.

When he saw a pretty flower on the side walk he’d take it home.

When he walked past a flower shop he’d buy one.

When he came by his late grandma’s flower shop, now passed down to his cousin and his husband he’d buy one.

And Chikara would love it.

Every single time.

Because that’s just who Chikara Tanaka was.

And that was just why Ryuunosuke Tanaka loved him.

He has this habit, you know.

Ryuu would get him flowers every Friday and Chikara would keep them.

Every single one of them.

He had done it since first year of high school to be honest.

He would press every single flower he ever got from his husband and glue them into this book he owned.

By now it was almost completely full of flowers and it was already his second one!

Ryuu would love it.

Because that’s just who Ryuunosuke Tanaka was.

And that was just why Chikara Tanaka loved him.

He was in bed.

He was asleep.

He was peaceful.

...

He was dead.

No pulse.

No heart beat.

No breathing.

Dead.

There were tears. Tears everywhere.

No. No. Not yet. Please...

Hey hey! Look at his face...

Ryuu looked up at his dead husband for the first time since he woke up.

Chikara‘s face was peaceful, there was even a little smile on his lips and he was curled up the same way he always was hugging the place where Ryuu usually laid.

He was happy...so please let us be happy for him too...

Ryuunosuke couldn’t bring himself to really do anything at the funeral.

It was just too much.

But a little thing he did say:

“Love, passion, admiration, comforting love, beauty, a happy life and the bonds of affection, enchantment and love at first sight, gratitude for being understood. Those were the meanings of the flowers from the bouquet you confessed with. And honestly...yeah. All these fit, because really Chika...I love you. I love you so fucking much. You once thanked me for wanting to spent the rest of my life with you when in reality I should have been the one thanking you-“

Ryuunosuke broke out in tears.

“Hey Chika! How have you been? I’m pretty good even if it still isn’t the same without you...look what I got you.“

He has this habit, you know?

Every Friday Ryuunosuke Tanaka would go to the cemetery and lay down some flowers at a certain grave. He’d take the old ones back home as well.

Ryuunosuke kept on talking as he laid down a red tulip.

11 years ago he kissed this man and Never thought that in 11 years he couldn’t do that anymore.

But he knew Chikara wouldn’t want him to always grief.

So he tried to be happy. For Chikara.

“What’s this?“ Kentarou said looking at a small book.

“Give me that please!“

„Uh...ok. But what is it?“

Ryuunosuke looked down at the little book with a bittersweet smile.

“Chika put every flower I ever gave him into one of these...I still do it actually! I take home the old flowers from his grave and put them into here...“

Kentarou looked at him with a slightly sad smile and grabbed his husband by the hand.

Shigeru went through a lot as well regarding Chikara‘s death so he at least understood a bit.

Ryuu was happy to have the two.

He was sitting in his chair in their once shared bedroom, the sunset was shimmering through the blinds, there was a chrysanthemum in his hand and a little book spilling flowers on his chest.

A chest that wasn’t moving anymore...

With a smile and a small tear Ryuunosuke Tanaka joined his husband.

He was happy.

(The daffodil symbolizes rebirth and new beginnings.

Aster meanings include love and wisdom.

Tulips are the flower associated with the 11th wedding anniversary, as well.

In many countries in Europe, the chrysanthemum is placed on graves and viewed as a symbol of death.)

#ennotana #ennoshita x tanaka #ennoshita chikara #tanaka ryuunosuke #my fanfiction #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu fanfiction

[parkerpeter24]

stay with me

Pairing: peter parker x reader

Warnings: angst, a little bit fluff (I'm not sure if there is any), occasional swearing, harsh words, tears, feels, my writing, no proofreading! This literally sucks

A/n: I didn't even bother to read it twice but I woke up today in tears. I had this crazy dream so, I wrote it down.

"Pete!" You called out after your bestfriend as you ran up to him and embraced him in a warm hug.

"Hey! How are you?" He had asked after securely locking his arms around your waist. You parted from him and checked for any injuries or bruises over his face.

"You are okay. I saw the news last night. What the hell do you think you were doing, fighting alien weapons in that bank 2 blocks away from your apartment?" You scolded him frantically.

"You know what I was doing, (Y/n). I was doing my job." He replied, pretty annoyed. You couldn't believe Peter was being so casual and careless about almost getting shot from alien weapons.

"You were being ridiculous and a complete idiot! Do you even care about your life? What if..." You couldn't complete the sentence even with all the combined strength of your body. You didn't want to lose your bestfriend, more so when you've secretly loved him for half of your life. He placed both his hands on your shoulders seeing your panicky state.

"Hey, I'm fine. I'm okay. See, (Y/n). I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. Not now, not ever, okay?" He said as he rubbed small circles on your shoulders with his thumbs. You looked into his gorgeous eyes and just nodded slowly, not able to muster up words.

---

At lunch you sat at your regular table across Ned and Peter. You were talking to Ned about that crazy video you saw on YouTube when Peter sighed dreamily before he began to rant, "Have you seen how beautiful she looks when she is laughing at some stupid joke and when she-"

You were fed up with his same speech about Liz everyday and so was Ned by the way he rolled his eyes dramatically.

"Yeah, yeah we know how beautiful she is and all." You stopped him in middle of his sentence. "Now, answer the question." You said.

"What question?" He asked instead of a reply and you rolled your eyes. Ned had chuckled seeing you so annoyed.

"Are you both still on for the movie night?" You repeated as they nodded simultaneously, Peter muttering a little 'sure' under his breath before getting up for the next class.

It was finally the last class of the day, that is, the gym class. You listened to Captain America telling the students to be disciplined before you were sent out to do sit ups with a girl named Cathy.

You did your part as she held your legs and could hear Peter and Ned, who were apparently beside you, whispering something like 'guy in the chair.' But the voices were interrupted when you heard someone talk from behind you.

"For me, it would be... 'f' Thor, marry Iron man and kill Hulk." Said the blonde girl named Betty. She sat with Liz and your eyes immediately darted to your right only to see Peter staring at Liz, expectantly.

"But what about Spider-man?" Asked some other girl, making a lump form in your throat, which you immediately gulped down. Or at least tried to.

"Did you guys see that big security cam on YouTube? He fought off four guys." She shighed dreamily. 'No shit!' You thought and saw a stupid smile grow on Peter's face.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Now she's crushing over Spider-man. And Peter, who is Spider-man has a crush on her and they both have a fucking crush on each other! What the hell?

You were pulled out of your chain of thoughts when you suddenly heard Ned, "Peter knows Spider-man!" Your eyes went wide and you glared at him, just like Peter did.

"No I-I don't." Peter states as he got up from his position. You were not surprised though when Flash teased him. You glared at him like he just spoiled a book of murder mystery that you just started.

"I-Ive met him. Yeah, a few times." He said, you couldn't help a little smile that made it's way to your face at his flustured state but you were not too excited about what happened a few moments later. Liz was having a party and Ned and Peter were invited to it.

You weren't.

---

"So, our Movie night?" You asked, trying to hide the hurt in your voice, as you walked in the middle of both, Ned and Peter.

"Of course not! We have to go to a party." Ned said excitedly and Peter just smiled, too deep in the thoughts of Liz.

"Yeah (Y/n), you have to come over to mine and help me dress to impress Liz." He said even when he could've done a favour by remaining quiet. Could've saved you from the pain that it caused in your chest.

"But I wasn't invited." You stated. An uncomfortable silence settled in and you chuckled at the awkwardness of the situation. "And you're not making me go." You said a little sternly and they knew when to back up.

You had cried silently into your pillow that night.

Feelings can be weird.

---

So, your movie night was ruined. You could see how Peter was gradually spending less and less time with you as the days passed. You had come to know about the Vulture guy that dropped Peter into the lake. You and Peter even had a huge fight over it.

"(Y/n), you're not making any sense, you know that?" Peter asked as he ran his hands through his hair, clearly frustrated and fed up.

"Maybe I don't want to." You had replied with a slight quiver in your voice. It took every muscle in your body to stand still. "Why Pete, why do you keep doing this to yourself?"

"It is my responsibility, You won't understand." It wasn't his intention to make you upset. God, he wanted to take back all the words he was saying to you or at least run away just to not have this fight with you.

"I understand Peter! I do. But you don't want to understand that it's you I'm worried about. How can you be so selfish and foolish to risk your life?" You yelled but your voice was eventually a whisper at the end.

"No (Y/n), no you don't understand. You don't know what it's like to lose someone you love. Have you even loved someone in your entire life?" You were taken aback at his words and surprisingly cold voice.

Tears blurred your vision as he faced his back towards you, not saying another word before opening the window and slipping out quickly.

He didn't even say goodbye.

And yet, after all the harsh words, you couldn't get yourself to not love Peter. You knew he wouldn't listen to you and you were upset.

Until you saw another breaking news about Spider-man almost getting shot with a weird alien weapon while trying to chase two guys around the streets, the next day. You opened the contact list, almost dropping the phone, and called him.

One time.

Two times.

Three times.

No answer. You were sent to voicemail each time. And now you felt your face turning red from anger.

But when he picked up the phone the fourth time, "Why the fuck are you not picking up my phone?!" You yelled into the speaker. You could almost see the annoyed look on his face.

"Why did you call me?" He asked simply. Like nothing is wrong in the world. You were surprised by how calm his voice sounded.

"Peter, are you seriously ignoring the fact that you just missed a shot from a fucking alien weapon!" You raised your voice with every word coming through your mouth.

"(Y/n), can we not fight over this small thing?" He snapped, trying to keep his voice calm. He sighed, "Look, I'm really sorry for what I said earlier. I didn't meant that in anyway. But please just don't fucking fight with me! Not now!"

"Peter, I'm just worried about you!" You finally said, voice mere a whisper. You heard him sigh on the other end.

"Yeah. Can we, can we talk later. Liz is calling me." You were taken aback by his behavior. Was he the same Peter with whom you spent your whole life? With whom you've been in love for half your life? You were bubbling with anger and in no way you meant what you said next.

"Yeah, go talk to her. But don't come to me if next time you get shot from that wierd, alien gun." You seethed.

"Trust me, I would never come back to you." He retorted. His tone was emotionless, cold, sending shivers down your spine. You couldn't recognize the person you were talking to. He was not the Peter you knew, he had changed.

Before you could register his words completely, he had ended the call. It was hard to breathe. You started panicking. 'It was never meant to be' you thought. You never meant those harsh words and when you gained back your senses, you knew what you had to do.

You had to make everything right.

So you shoved your phone into the pocket of your jeans and grabbed your jacket. You made your way towards his house. The streets were deserted at this hour of night and you walked silently at a fast pace.

Suddenly, you felt your feet left the ground and you were lifted up in the air. You frantically wiggled your arms and legs but the grip never loosened. You looked up to see a weird black mask with green eyes and wings...

The Vulture guy!

And you were on top of a building, the mechanical hands still holding you at arms length. If the Vulture guy had not been there, you might have enjoyed the view. And now your gaze shifted to the silhouette, swinging across tall buildings, finally landing on the same building as yours and revealing his red and blue suit.

"Hello, Spider-man. Think I've got a thing you like?" He seethed. 'Who the fuck did he call a thing?' You weren't a thing. The building was tall and you were still in mid-air, one leg touching the edge of the building.

"Leave her out of this!" Peter cried. At this point, you were terrified and shaking, and to be honest, anyone would be. Everything was a blur, mainly because of tears.

The mechanical arms of the Vulture suit loosened and you were falling freely. Peter's senses were all over the place. He ran towards the edge of the building, shooting a layer webs into the green eyes of the Vulture in the process.

He saw you, falling, one arm stretched out in hope and faith that he would save you. The only words leaving your mouth that he could make out were, 'I love you.'

He shot a web towards you, not able to focus, it attached to your abdomen. You were yanked upwards. Peter pulled you up until you were in his arms and sat you onto his lap.

"Hey (Y/n), I came back. See, I'm here... I'm not going anywhere." He sobbed. "Hey! Don't you dare leave me. You told me to quit Spider-man right? I'll give the suit back to Mr. Stark, please (Y/n)..." He cried into your shoulder, not able to control his senses. "I love you too." He mumbled into your shoulder, in hope that you'd wake up and embrace him in a warm hug like you always did. But this time you didn't. He pecked your forehead, then your cheeks. "Don't leave me. I love you so much." He whispered, but you didn't listen. You couldn't and he knew.

And being the kind of Person he is, he considered himself guilty. He couldn't come over the fact that his last words to you were, 'Trust me, I would never come back to you.' And to make up, he visited your grave everyday, carrying your favourite flowers in his hands and mumbling, 'Hey, (Y/n)! I'm back.'

It had been two weeks since the 'incident' that he walked towards the school, listening to the playlist once you had made at his house when you got bored, and scrolling through his pictures with you when he received a pending voicemail.

From you.

'Hey, Pete! I'm sorry for yelling at you and I know that I wasn't making any sense. I know you won't quit being Spider-man and you shouldn't. I'm proud of you. It's just that...' Your voice cracked, making Peter's eyes brim with tears. 'I love you, more than as a friend. I've loved you since that day on the beach with our families. I just said that on voicemail.' You giggled, making an effortless smile come to his face. The voice was like music to his ears. 'I'm sorry Pete, for everything. It's okay if you're angry but talk to me, please. God! I love you so much.' You sobbed making Peter's heart clench in his chest. There was a moment of silence, he heard your soft cries intently. 'I understand Peter, I know what you've been through. I will always be with you. I'm here for you now but if I'm not, I need you to keep going with Spider-man, with Liz, with life and move on. Promise me?'

"I promise." He had whispered into the phone. Now he had to learn to move on.

Without you.

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(Stories found on Slaveboys - amupfurit)

I sit here writing this wearing white Adidas trackie bottoms, white McKenzie T-Shirt, Air Max Cap and Lacoste trainers, smoking, with a chastity cage on and a large black butt plug lodged firmly up my ass.. Ned-Slave Well, where do I start? I’m Dan, 20 years old from Glasgow in Scotland, kinda tall at 6ft, got dark hair and eyes and a great body, if I do say so myself! I was considered a bit of a scally, or Ned as they’re called in Scotland, always walking about with trackies, Lacoste trainers and a fag in my mouth. I got on well with my pals, all lads, proper lads, we got wrecked every weekend and ended up doing shit that really wasn’t cool; vandalism, happy slapping, etc. Sex talk didn’t really come up in day to day conversation with the lads, sometimes our pack leader, Jamie, would tell us of the bitches he had taken over the week and the others would all act impressed and cheer him on whereas I just smiled and lit up a fag or kept myself distracted to not look like the pussy I was... I’ve been into kink for a while now, looking on various websites to get my kicks out of other ‘slaves’ being used and abused, thinking to myself how great it would be to be put in bondage, even for just a little while. From my mid-teens I found myself looking less and less at girl porn, and more at guy porn, but I had fooled around with girls in the past and have had my fair share of pussy mostly just to keep the guys impressed and to stop the torrent of abuse the other guys who seemed to never get any action got. I had convinced myself I wasn’t ‘gay’ but I knew that I needed to be dominated by another man. I had looked and tried to get hard at Femdom stuff, but it just wasn’t for me, I couldn’t see me being used by a woman and from what I had seen most of them seemed pretty desperate, but I guess I didn’t look too hard cause I knew deep down that only a man could make me feel the way I needed to feel! It was my secret taboo and no one could find out, regularly deleting all my history and cookies, making sure there was no way my older brother Cameron could see, even if he did manage to log on as me. Cameron was not only my older brother, but my guardian as our parents had left some time ago, and despite being in and out of homes, Cameron took me in as soon as he could and we set up home together, 2 brothers having a great lads time in Glasgow. The house really was the party central in town, with mine’s and Cammie’s pals coming round most weekends for a good ol’ booze up. One weekend, a good few months ago Cameron was away at his girlfriend’s house, so I took this as prime time to have a major wank session while browsing the internet, trying to find a master or someone kinky to go on cam with. I’d told all my pals I was away with Cammie for the weekend, so had from Friday morning til Monday night to myself and man, was I looking forward to it! I finished work at the builders at 3 and went straight back to the house, sat down at the computer with a bottle of beer and a pack of fags to see me through the night. I found a website and quickly made a profile to see what it had on it. Wow. It was awesome. I didn’t realise there were as many guys out there into the same stuff. Some of it was pretty wierd for me though, guys pissing on each other and stuff like that I could never find a turn on. I read some of the forum messages, and man was there some horny stuff. I quickly had a look to see who was online and messaged a guy quite local to me in Glasgow... “Awryte man, nice pics, wud luv 2 get sum action wi u!” I clicked Send, and for some reason I was nervous. It was the fucking internet! He didn’t know anything about me apart from what was on my bare profile, age and location! Why the hell was I nervous. I got a reply quickly. “Boy, you will call me Sir from now on, I am not ‘man’ or ‘m8’, I am Master and you will treat me accordingly. Now boy, do you have a way for us to chat like MSN? If so, I want you to send me your user name immediately.” I got an instant boner when I read that, this hot sounding 25 year old with great pictures was telling me to send my MSN username to him. I lit up a fag and had a quick look around the site before another message popped up “Boy, I don’t take time wasters lying down, either message me your MSN now or never contact me again”. I kinda laughed but thought what the hell and sent him my e-mail address and waited. Just after I put out my first smoke I was messaged on MSN by ‘Master T’: “So boy, why haven’t I seen you on here before?” I explained to him I was new to this and was having a look around to see what I was interested in and maybe have a wank over cam. I explained that I was straight but was curious to find out more about this lifestyle and so far I was pretty turned on. “Very good, a newbie boi for me to break in! U look good boi...” I shat myself, how the hell did he know what I looked like? I started looking around me to see if there was someone looking or any hidden cameras like on the TV shows. I messages him back “LOL man, how the hell u know if I look good? “BOI, U will address me as Sir or master, and Mr Ford, I know everything” By now I was freaked out, he knew apparently what I looked like, but hell.. He knew my surname! I lost the horn and was shaking a little, wondering how this pervert had found out my sir name without me telling it to him. “Sir how do you know my surname? Please tell me or I’ll block you and that’s it!” There was no reply for a good 5 minutes, I was sweating and was swithering on blocking him and hoping it was a really good bluff! He replied and I just about jumped out my seat... Not only did he know who I was, but he had access to all the lads and my pals! “Facebook boi!” Shit what an idiot I had been, I had given him my real e-mail address which I used for everything, Insta, Twitter, facebook! Everything! I didn’t reply, I was shitting myself, what if this guy was going to out me in one go to all my pals? What if he was going to harass me or contact my brother!

“Well boi, get on cam, I want to see my new boi live! Don’t worry, if you please your new master, no one will ever find out. Trust me boy, Im not an old perv, I’ll show you my cam too.” Somehow, this eased my nerves a little. This guy probably didn’t want to be found out either and what the hell, if he did try anything I would just get the police involved. I clicked the send camera button and within a few seconds he sent his and my, oh my, he was stunning. He was muscled, with blonde hair and great blue eyes, he had a cool tribal tattoo similar to mine on his arm and both his nipples were shining with the little silver rings hanging through them. I got hard again and told him he was amazing looking. He looked like an Abercrombie model, only with a wild streak! “Good boi, now, tell ur master what you are into!” I told him I had been looking around the site and loved the look of cages and collars, even the handcuffs and masks looked horny. I explained I wasn't into getting fucked and I wouldn’t suck another dude’s dick for anything. I lit up another fag and told him a bit more about me and asked him what he liked and what he has done in the past. “Boi, I love getting wee ned fuckers like you all chained up and doing things to them beyond their wildest imaginations. Do you have any gear boi?” I asked what gear was, to me it was dope, but how wrong I was... He asked if I had any toys, anal toys! Any handcuffs or tape? I explained I really was new to this and only had handcuffs on once before, and that was after being in a fight on Argyle Street! I was still hard as a rock, sitting here like a faggot looking at this hot guy talking to me about dildos and things called butt plugs. He told me he had to go for an hour, but to research about kink and hopefully open my mind to the things he was going to do to me. I was wanking slightly and he said not wank or touch my cock before he came back. I said OK and started doing my homework for this amazing guy! I started looking around the site some more, reading the forums and trying to find out more about this new found fetish of mine. I read about loads of positions, different gear that guys use and looked at more photos of guys chained up with their cracks’ stuffed with dildos and these plug things. I googled most of the gear and found some sites that sold stuff and man, I didn’t realise there was so much and so many sites that sold them, it was amazing. I found it hard not to touch my dick which was tenting up through my trackie bottoms but just kept lighting up fag after fag to keep my mind (and hands) off my cock. Messenger popped up again, “Well boi Dan, how’s the research coming along?” “Hi Sir, Done loadsa lookin aboot n its aw fuckin horny stuff. Here, u got ne of it?” Master T replied instantly, “More than you could ever realise boi, and you are going to get to try it all out! Now get back on cam!” I quickly turned the camera on as I lit up another fag, shit, I only had 5 left, I wasn’t going to be able to make it through the night chatting to this stud with 5 fags! “Boi, smoke that cig quick, inhale each and every drag well, stand up, then strip. In that order. Go!” I puffed as quick as I could pulled the smokey goodness into my lungs, stubbed it out, stood up and stripped quicker than I ever had before. Fuck, what the hell was I doing? Stripping to another bro on a webcam, it seemed so fucking wierd but man I was as horny as hell and with my dick pointing straight up, I quickly realised he knew I was horny too. I typed to him, still standing, leaning over the keyboard, “ Like wot u see man” then quickly changed man to Sir! before hitting enter. “Yes boi, but it will be better to see you in real life. When are you free for me to train you up real good?” I asked him how he meant by train and he referred me to some of the pictures on the site and on another site while explaining that soon, very soon, I would be his trained cock slave. Reading what he said and looking at the pictures only made me hornier and my twitching cock gave it away. “We’ll need to get that greedy cock locked away too boi, can’t have my boys wanking without Sir’s direct permission...” I laughed out loud thinking it was a joke and Master T clearly saw this on cam. “That was NOT a joke boi, I have a CB-6000 waiting for you and you WILL be locked up until I say otherwise. Kneel down.” In my complete ignorance I asked what a CB-6000 thing was and kneeled on the floor in-front of the computer. I was still horny as hell even although this guy had managed to find out everything about me in not such a long period of time and have me do what he wants without him actually forcing me to. He replied saying I must not have done my homework well enough and not to worry cause I would be having it on very soon! He asked once again when I was free to come over. I quickly said, stupidly, that I was free all weekend.

“Excellent boi, I will be training you!” I started rubbing my dick again, hoping he wouldn’t see. Man I was horny, but I was nervous as hell about talking about this training. Over the past few hours I had learned so much and truly realised how much it got me horny. “Leave your dick alone boi, you will be punished! What’s your phone number?” I read his comment and instantly let go of my dick, this guy really did have power over me, and he didn’t even need to remind me that he could out me instantly if he wanted, but it didn’t bother me. I wanted, for some stupid fucking reason to let this guy tell me what to do and make me do it. “Eh sir, I dunno if I wanna give oot ma number the now” “OK boi, thats fine, who do you want me to tell that ur a little bitch to a man first?” I got nervous again and changed my mind, its only a number, I could change it if things got wierd and I wanted to call it off. I sent him my mobile number and started staring at my phone, excited and nervous about him calling or texting me. “Good boi! Now, I am going to phone you, you are going to pick up and we are going to discuss what time you are to meet me and what I want you do to beforehand.” “Awrite sir, no bother!” The phone rang and despite me knowing it was coming I just about jumped up with the fright, my heart was racing as I went to pick it up “Private Number”. “Good boi” His voice was gruff but soothing at the same time. “Now, while on cam, stand up and turn around, bend over and spread your crack for me to see whats now mine!” I didn’t say a word but did exactly as he wanted. He told me again I was a good boi, this pleased me more than I expected and was still hard as a rock. He told me what to do before meeting him and we talked about where I was in relation to him in Glasgow. Turned out he was only 5 minutes by car away from the centre so I could meet him in town and go back to his with him. “Boi, I want you to go to a sex shop and buy the following items, a large butt plug, lubricant, and a vibrating cock ring” “Yes Sir” I replied, thinking where the nearest sex shop was. He hung up and told me on messenger to turn off my cam and get going, and that he would text me further details. I lit up another fag as the first text came through: put your trackies back on, make sure u r as neddy as possible and get going. I finished my fag and replied Yes Sir, just leaving the house. I went on google after I got dressed and found a gay sex shop not too far from me and the city centre and found out how to go there. I was nervous, yet horny as hell. I left the house, wearing my tracksuit, a white cap, reebok classics, with only my fags, lighter, phone, keys and wallet on me... I walked round to the city centre, took ten minutes and started having second thoughts, man this guy could fuck me or make me suck his dick, eugh! I was into the domination, but wasn’t so keen on getting my arse violated. I made my way to the sex shop, looking all around me to make sure there was no cunt I new about before entering the shop. I was blushing and just about jumped out my skin when the shop helper offered me some help. “Eh, erm, aye man, just gettin some stuff for me n ma burd tae use! She’s into this kinky stuff like!” He sniggered, and clearly new my ‘burd’ was a man. I was red as a post box and started getting hard, I hoped he wouldn’t notice, but my bulge was clear through my CKs and white trackie bottoms. I pointed out a plug, and a cock ring with a vibrating egg attached and got some lube. He packed it all and I paid in cash to be discreet as possible. I walked out the shed as coy as possible with my cap pulled down and face down so not to be seen. I looked at the bag, SHIT! There was a muscled man’s silhouette on the bag! I had to walk with this bag, trying to keep with to side streets to try and avoid people. I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket, a text... “Now boi I assume you have made your purchases, I wont be meeting you in town so head to Central Station and get the train to Bridgeton, but first, stop in the toilet and remove your pants and dispose of them. If they are on when you get here, you will be punished. Text me back when they’re off.”

Holy fuck! This guy was serious and I didn’t seem to have a chance to meet him before going to his, plus I had to walk along one of the busiest streets to get the train. I was going to get on at another stop closer to me, but realised there was no bogs and nowhere to take off my knickers. I started walking briskly towards the station with my head hung low and lit up a fag. Shit, last one! I nipped into a wee shop on the way and got some, fuck there was some wee neds in the shop doing the same thing. I waited behind them in the queue while they bought their cigs and then got mine, not before one of them pointed at my bag and started laughing and telling his mates what it was. I was so embarrassed, even the shop keeper was sniggering as he handed me over my 40 fags and change. I left the shop and headed to the station, lighting up yet another fag en route to calm my nerves. When I got to the station I saw the train was leaving in 6 minutes, so quickly went to the toilets, locked myself in a cubicle and took my pants off. I thought about putting them in my bag for later, but realised I might be caught by Master T and though otherwise. I walked out the toilet and dumped my underwear in a bin before jumping on the train just before it pulled away. My phone buzzed again, this time a picture message. It was him, Master T, completely naked with handcuffs in his hand, the message read, Im just leaving for the station, you better get on a train soon. I replied instantly, just on the train Sir, be there in 5 mins. I started getting hard again, the train was busy and I had to stand, fuck! I was aware of people staring at me, my bag and now, my raging hard-on poking up through my nylon trackies. Nervous as I was, thinking of this meeting with a guy I barely knew for my first male-male experience was turning me on so much! The train announcer came over the tannoy: Next Stop, Bridgeton. My stop. My stomach was churning, my head was spinning and I was bright red with embarrassment but I knew I couldn’t turn back now, he would probably be waiting for me at the train as I got off. The next two minutes seemed to take an age to go by, then finally, the train stopped and I was at Bridgeton. For those of you who don’t know, Bridgeton isn’t the nicest part of Glasgow, its full of other neds like me, but harder, with teeth missing and shit like that, I wasn’t too comfortable with getting off with this hard on and bag in hand, but I did as I needed and stepped out into the cold air. I looked around and fortunately there was no one around, including Master T. I text him saying that I had arrived and asked what he was wearing to help me identify him. I never got a text back for a couple of minutes, I started worrying that he wasn’t going to come and I would have to make my embarrassing journey back to my house, underwear-less and horny. Then, a blue Audi RS4 pulled up beside me and I saw him for the first time in the flesh, he rolled the window down and shouted, get in the back boi, now!

I opened the door and climbed in, sitting opposite him in the back of the car. It smelled of smoke, leather and male musk, “Hi boi, glad to see you didn’t ditch on me like the other fuckwits I have had try it with me.” I laughed nevously, “Yeah man, eh, Sir! Nice motor!” He reminded me that I was to call him Sir, or Master T all times and I would be punished if I didn’t. I was still horny as hell, but worried about my fate. This guy could kill me for all he wanted and there would be little anyone could find out, I had deleted all my history. My mind was racing but deep down I knew he was all right. The guy was stunning, even better in real life. I kept staring at his face as he told me the journey was short, but he wanted to examine me before we went to his place so we were going to a deserted industrial area for him to check me out. He threw back a pair of handcuffs, proper police ones with the black plastic mould in the middle so they couldn’t be moved. “Put them on, tight!” I did as he said and was now trapped in his car with my hands cuffed between the seatbelt strap. I couldn’t get out if I wanted, not that I did. This was the horniest thing I had ever done. We drove in silence for 10 minutes, I wanted to ask him so many questions but he had told me not to speak without permission. Finally we pulled up outside a warehouse and he leaned back to undo my cuffs after pulled my trackies down over my knees. “Good lad, you followed my orders, my, my your a big boy!” I laughed again, trying to hide my embarrassment. He ordered me out the car, and told me to recuff behind me back, with my trackies lying at my ankles. I hobbled out and stood there in all my glory half naked. He revved the engine and moved the car off, I panicked and started hobbling towards the moving car, falling flat on my face, with no hands to stop my fall. I picked myself up, glad to see the car had stopped and saw him laughing at my trip. Master T climbed out the car with a cigarette behind his ear. “Thanks for the toys and smokes boi, all mine now!”. I spoke up, “Can a have a smoke please Sir?” “ I told you not to speak without permission boi! But as you are new to this and you asked so politely, you may” He pulled out my smokes and put one in his mouth and one in mine before lighting them both. I didn’t have free hands, so had to dangle my cig in my mouth while he walked around me checking me out, occasionally slapping my ass and feeling my abs. I was quite uncomfortable with him touching me, but my dick was more than happy. After he had thoroughly checked my body out he stepped back and nodded, taking a deep drag of his fag. “You’ll do boi!”. I felt so degraded and used, and I had a niggling feeling this was only the start. I finished dragging on my fag and spat it out. He commanded me back to the back of the car and opened the boot, “Get it, now!”. I stammered, “eh, whit?!!” Smack! He had hit slapped me hard on the side of my face. I was stunned, I must have started weeping. “Fucking pussy, get in the boot”. I whimpered, “Yes Sir” and tried to throw my self into the boot, which luckily for me had a blanket to land on. He grabbed my legs and tucked them in, “It’s only going to be a 5 minute drive boi, stop greeting and get a grip, you’re about to have the best weekend of your life, and so am I!” I felt comforted by his words and pulled myself together as the boot lid shut, the engine started and I lay there as the car was pulling away. I was scared, but excited. I had the biggest boner I had ever had and I was looking forward to jerking off when I got the chance, with my hands cuffed still behind my back it wasn’t possible and with it being so dark and confined I couldn’t manoeuvre them to my front to have a fondle. For the duration of the journey I just kept quiet lying in the boot, not quite sure what to think. I was awestruck by his attitude, demeanour and sheer manliness. After what seemed like a good hour (probably only 15 minutes), the car stopped and I breathed a sigh of relief. We were here, wherever here was. The boot was flung open and Master T lifted me out the boot. He quickly slung a blindfold over my face before I got a chance to take in my surroundings, which seemed like a generic housing estate. He grabbed my cock and started walking me to what I assumed was his house. I was strangely at ease for a man to be holding my cock, nay; I was aroused even more by it. I heard a door open and I carefully stepped up into the room.

“Welcome to my humble abode boi” Master said “Now, kneel down and open your mouth.” I did as he said as he closed the door, and I heard multiple locks turning. I opened my mouth and felt something hard, like a small tennis ball being shoved in my gob and something being strapped behind my neck. After some fiddling, Master stepped away and I tried to push the ball out my mouth with my tongue with no avail, it must have been one of the ball gags I had seen on the site, man, I grew even more horny! Then I felt something cold round my neck, “Boi, you will wear this for the duration of the weekend, and even longer if I feel it needs to be worn in public.” I heard a lock and realised I had been collared. I was now owned. “Kneel down boi”. I knelt there with a metal collar round my neck, a rubber ball gag planted firmly in my mouth, a leather blindfold on and my hands cuffed behind my back. I was as hard as a rock, but nervous to find out what was going to happen next. “Now boi, I am going to get you ready for a weekend of servitude, and fun before I release you back to your home comforts” Master T was laying out his plan, “ I don’t expect to be questioned and I don’t ever want to hear No as your first answer to any question I may ask you, of course when your gagged like that I don’t suppose you will be the conversation starter anyway.” He laughed. Master T whipped off my blindfold, the light hurt my eyes a little, but I was delighted to see him in his masculine form towering over me like a god! “Follow me boi” I went to stand up to follow him up the staircase in front, but Master T barked back “I did not give you permission to stand up slut, crawl!” I quickly jumped back down onto all 4s and struggled to ascend the stairs behind him with my hands cuffed. I must have looked some sight! Master T opened the door to the bathroom and pointed for me to go in, he instructed me to get in the bath, face up and to close my eyes. Once again, the leather blindfold was applied. Shit this was horny! Shit, is he going to drown me? I panicked and jumped up, only to be pushed back down by Master. “ Fuck sake boi, stay still, I’m not gonna kill ya! Relax, and trust me”. His manly, calm demeanour eased me a little and I sunk back into the bath. I felt his touch on my arms and the right cuff was removed. It was then clipped to the bar on the left side of the bath. “Be right back boi”. I was now cuffed to the bath unable to see or speak, and my boner was still raging. I must be sick. "Don't dare touch your cock!" I heard Master leave the room and listened some extensive fumbling around in the room next door, what the fuck was he doing in there?! I didn't touch my cock incase I got too excited and shot my load, which given my predicament wouldn't have been a good move. Finally, Master came back, I could smell cigarette smoke, damn I needed a fag! I heard metal knocking together, just lightly, and then my right arm was cuffed to the right side of the bath. Totally unable to move now! “Right boi, slave prep stage 1 begins” Master laughed, then blew some smoke in my direction. Aghh, this was torture; the smoke, the suspense, my raging boner not being touched! I felt something cold being squirted on my pubic area; I didn’t have a lot of pubes to begin with as I trimmed them down, but I knew what was coming… I was 100% right in my thoughts, he was shaving my pubes and dick, slowly and carefully, making sure there wasn’t a stray hair in sight. Laughing and coughing occasionally, he paused, presumably to take a drag from his fag and to admire his handy work. What a god!

With my pubes now as bald as the day I was born, I felt more and more horny. Damn, this guy was good! He leaned over and whispered, “we’re not done yet boi”! He lifted my blindfold and once again I could see his face, beautiful – God this guy is turning me into a right faggot. He took out both my diamond earrings, and my gold chain and bracelet; “Slaves don’t need these embellishments” apparently, “you’ll get them back when I release you”. “What do you think boi?” I strained to look down and I was truly bald, he really did take his time and make a good job. I mumbled “Amazing Sir!” and nodded. I was drooling by this stage and pretty thirsty, I was having a great time but wanted out of the cold bath soon to get a drink, a fag and a comfy seat. “Now boi, I’m gonna flip you over and do the back side”. Shit, why would he want my arse shaved?! I didn’t wanted fucked, well… I wanted to know get fucked, but it was taking it to a new level. I didn’t have a choice, so no point in protesting. He uncuffed my right arm at the bath side, and attached it to the left bar, then uncuffed the left cuff and attached it to the right side; this guy’s a pro, not letting my free at any point, whilst flipping me onto me knees face down. Once again, the shaving crème was applied and the razor was dragged across my bare arse and arse crack, slowly and carefully as before. I didn’t have much hair but he wanted to be sure, clearly! “We’re done boi, you look like a good wee slave” Master T chortled, “Best get you washed down and cleaned up before we move on to stage 2!” With that, he uncuffed my right arm and attached the cuffs together, then did the same with the left, double security! He turned me round just before I fell on my face and proceeded to take out my ball gag. Finally! My jaw was aching! “Well boi, how do you feel?” “Good Sir, cheers! I am so fuckin horny right now! I’m dying for a fag as well, Jeez Master, that was amazi…” He cut my verbal diarrhoea of whith a swift slap on the face “Shut up boi, your mumbling away like you’ve just discovered speech, but I am glad your having fun. Now, you thirsty?” “Aye Sir, im parched with drooling so much, please can I have a drink n a fag?” “Very well boi, I’ll get you a drink and we can have a smoke when we’re downstairs” He put my blindfold on, and there was silence, then I heard a zipper open “Open your mouth boi, I’ve got you a drink” He then started pissing straight in my mouth, I was black affronted, I didn’t know what to do. Pissing? In my mouth? I started to choke. “Swallow boy, you’ll be supping the rest out the tub if you don’t. I swallowed, trying not to gag, taking as much in my throat as possible without having to taste it. He laughed as I coughed a little, but shit, he was pissing like a stallion. He finally finished by showering me down with his piss. He rubbed it into my bald pubic area and grunted “That’s you washed down, and watered, lets get you cleaned up!”

I was totally turned off by this, my cock finally subsided and I was speechless. How could someone piss on me? Master T totally freaked me out, but he didn’t seem to think anything of it! Are people into this? What the fuck?! “What’s the matter lad, not like golden showers?” He laughed “Stay still til I clean you up”. He started the shower, shit it was cold! It soon warmed up and Master T rubbed me down. I still had my T-Shirt on, my favourite McKenzie one, it was now pissed on and soaked. Fuck. Master T turned off the shower and helped me stand up. “Now boi, I am going to un-cuff you, I don’t want any funny business or you’ll be drinking your meals from now on!” “Yes Sir” I mumbled, shivering with the cold air. I now resented even coming, how disgusting was that?! “Out the tub, come on slut, easy does it” Sir guided me over the tub. “Stand still whilst I dry you off”. I heard the sound of metal on metal again and I felt my right leg, then left leg be cuffed with a sharp click. “Not sure I could trust you to not run away before I take off your handcuffs, so these leg irons wlll reduce you to a hobble.” He uncuffed both sets of handcuffs holding my arms together and whipped off my T-Shirt “Fuckin nice body boi, felt good earlier but it looks great all covered in Goosebumps” He said as he rubbed the towel over them. I was proud of my body, with doing manual labour I had developed strong core muscles and good pair of strong arms; still, nothing like his amazing god-like physique. Following my rough towelling off, he clicked a pair of metal cuffs back on, damn they felt sexy. My libido returned a little, hey that experience wasn't that bad. “Right boi, stage 2 is coming soon, lets get that blindfold off you and go down stairs” He said as he pointed to the floor, obviously I was to crawl again. I crawled behind Master T down the stairs and into his living room. It was really nice, but had a definite man’s touch; big telly, awesome sound system and all the gadgets you could think of. He must be quite well moneyed I thought. “Right ya cheeky little cunt, sit on the floor at my feet til I catch up on Sky Sports News, I don’t wanna hear a sound out u, so here” He handed me an ashtray and a pack of fags, “Smoke away all u like but don’t fucking dare touch your dick” I sat in front of him with my back to the chair, he put his muscular legs over my shoulders pinning my in place. After watching the match highlights and us both having a good share of smokes, he said to me that it was now time for stage 2, and I was going to enjoy what was coming next. I was already boned watching the footie highlights with him, but after saying that I was rock solid. “Stay there, be right back cunt boi”

Master T came back a couple of minutes later as I finished off another smoke, wearing nothing but a pair of army camo fand boots, damn his body was amazing, I must have dropped my jaw as I saw him. “Haha boi, like what you see?” He said getting even closer. His nipple rings glistened in the light, highlighting his perfect torso, I was so aroused. “Crawl over here bitch” he beckoned as he sat down on the sofa across the room, “Lick my fucking boots clean” I don’t know what came over me but I went for them like a hungry dog, slurping and licking them all over, left then right foot then back again. “Nice work boi, I see you like my boots. C’mon upstairs”. He jogged up the stairs in front of me crawling, trying to keep pace, I tripped over on the stairs planting my face on the carpet “Ah ya fucker” I yelped. Slap. He leaned down, “I said, don’t say a fucking word earlier and I meant it, speak when spoken to, hurry up”. His verbal abuse just got me hornier, my dick was just about hitting off the stairs as I crawled to the top. I crawled after him into a room next to the bathroom where I had been shaved bald earlier, this was definitely not a bedroom, it was like a medieval torture room. Metal chains, a sling, numerous whips and paddles, wow. There were evil looking metal stocks and things I had no idea what they did, this was too horny. What kind of weirdo was I turning into, getting off on all this stuff I had only glimpsed at online?! “Right boi, stage 2 begins. Over here” He bellowed in a deep, sexy voice, pointing at the stocks. I crawled over to him standing at the stocks and looked into his eyes, for even a hint of what was coming next. “Stay” he said as he walked over, took a key out and locked the door. They key was returned to his pocked and he came back to me. “I’m going to unlock you and get you dressed in my favourite gear, seen as you have been so compliant.” I took this as a compliment and smiled, favourite gear? I wonder…

Master T reached down and unlocked my handcuffs and leg irons with care and speed, he reminded me not to say a word and do as I was “fucking told, or else”. I was completely at ease now, despite still being in a compromised situation, but I trusted him. His demeanour and attitude was so manly and powerful, yet it seemed he cared for me. He went over to a closet in the corner and rummaged around for what was presumably his favourite gear. After some time, apparently ensuring he got the right image, he shouted for me to close my eyes before being presented with my outfit. I closed my eyes and waited with baited breath for my outfit. “Right boi, open your eyes” Master whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes and saw some horny stuff… Firstly there was a leather upper body cross harness with a shiny metal cock ring, like I had seen online that afternoon, then a pair of leather shorts, then a chain with a clip on each end and finally a rubber gas mask. Jeez, if I wasn’t hard already, I was rock solid now. ”Lets get you dressed, slut” Sir said. Firstly my arms were lifted up, and the harness slid over and tightened. Then, Master grabbed my cock and slid the cock ring over to the base and popped my balls through. Master told me to lie on my back, then lifted my legs to slid on the shorts, “Boi, these aren’t any normal shorts, these are chastity shorts, just to make sure you don’t get off when I’m not looking”. He tightened them and added some padlocks. Total lockdown! “Right now boi, lets get you restrained for some training”… Master T led me behind the metal stocks and opened them up “You know what to do”. I put my wrists and neck in the recessions in the metal, the ‘lid’ was brought down and a big metal padlock was added. My legs were then restrained with cold metal shackles. Now it was complete and total lockdown, I wasn’t going anywhere. After stepping back to admire his work, Master T came back over to me and smiled “Want a fag?” He kneeled down on one knee in front of me and lit up a cigarette, blowing the smoke on my face, gawd did I want a smoke! He smoked most of it, teasing my by holding the filter near my mouth but not close enough for me to get a toke. Finally I got a good hit and exhaled. Nice. “It’s getting late boy, I had better get on before its time to lock you up for the night! Hows ur ass like a good ramming?” Master T enquired “Fuck off, you’re not fucking touching my ass” I stupidly blurted out. “Firstly, If I want to fuck you, I will. Secondly, don’t dare speak unless spoken to. Thirdly, you were doing so well, I guess I’ll need to punish you for refusing to accept whats coming to you”. Master T said calmly. “I am now going to have to whip your ass, which unfortunately means pulling down these chastity shorts, luckly there is no moving for you!” He unlocked the padlocks and pulled the shorts down with a sharp tug, my naked, bald ass free in the air. “Count em out slut, or we’ll see how long you last in that cage over there without a fag and only my piss for liquid!” WHACK! It took me a second to get what he meant to count them out “One, Master” WHACK “Two, Master” WHACK “Three Master”. This went on up to 15, by this point my ass was in agony and likely bright red. I was sobbing slightly, “Shut up pussy, that’s nothing” He said. What did he mean that was nothing, it was fucking torture and I couldn’t move to caress my butt.

“Right boi, that is enough for now” Master T said, “Now, lets have some fun, eh?!” Fun sounded good, anything to let me forget about the throbbing pain coming from my ass. Master T then moved to in front of me, ripped off a piece of silver duct tap & whapped it on my gob before I had a chance to protest. He repeated the strips of tape a few times over my mouth and down below my chin until he was confident I was going to be silenced. He then placed the S10 gas mask on my face and tightened the elastic straps behind my head. What a strange, horny sensation! The sound of my own breath through the mask was exciting me, my cock was rock hard swaying between my spread legs. Despite kneeling down on the floor with my legs locked down and my arms and head locked in a stockade, I was very comfortable and felt quite at home here. “Slut, now you are gagged and locked up, I want one nod for yes and 2 shakes for no, got it?” Nod. “Good boi, now, have you ever had anything up your hole?” I presumed he meant my ass-hole. Shake, shake. “Hehe, nice, did you expect to come here and get anything up your hole?” Shake shake. “Well boi, I am not going to fuck your tight little scally hole with my monster cock, I’ll rip you in half… We had better leave my cock out of there for now, agree?” Nod!! “Thought you might ‘say’ that”, haha! Well, the good news is I wont fuck you with my dick, infact tonight, I won’t even make you suck my dick, but you will be sleeping with a butt plug in, do you know what that is?” Nod. I knew exactly what they were, and I didn’t like the look of them. “Eager, I see boi!” Master T laughed as he walked towards his toy chest. After some rummaging around he came back with a handful of black rubber plugs in different sizes and shapes, some even had things hanging off them. Wow, what the hell was I doing here?! “Right boi, new game, I have the a 14cm plug in one hand and a 16.5cm plug in the other hand. I am going to shuffle then behind my back and the one you pick goes up your ass until breakfast tomorrow, ok?” Slow Nod. I saw they both had a wide girth but the larger one was less tapered at the base. “I’m going with your thumbs up to whichever hand you want” Nod. He then shuffled the plugs behind his back and asked the question, “Left, or Right?” I put up my left thumb. “Well boi… you’ve picked…

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Some very long Rambly TROS thoughts

Holy fuck there is so much wrong with this movie.

Let's start at the beginning. Kylo tracks down the wayfinder/holocron crystal thing that will lead him to the sith homeworld. We learn that Palpatine was behind both the Snoke and Vader voices in Kylo’s head-basically the dude has been manipulating him for 30 years. Kylo states very clearly he's gonna kill this motherfucker. This is very in line with the Last Jedi- Kylo wants to destroy everything- the Sith the Jedi the Resistance- because he’s tired of the constant push-pull of rejection and manipulation. BUT THEN HE DOESNT KILL PALPATINE???? At first the film argues that he doesn't kill Palps because Palps promises him the big FINAL ORDER fleet? Okay...but I don’t think Kylo really gives a shit about a big fleet of ships when it's offered by the fucker who has been scrabbling his brains for shits and giggles. Once the ‘Rey Palpatine’ thing comes to light, we are lead to believe Kylo went along with the whole final order plan because he wanted to kill Palpatine together with REY???? Ahh okay? 

So now we switch back to Rey. She's basically a jedi, cool. And I guess the Skywalker saber just fixed itself, with literally no scars or anything. A great visual representation about how this film feels about character development that happened in The Last Jedi. So Rey breaks concentration and fails the courses. According to the film, this happens because sheisapalpatine. If you had two brain cells you would realize Rey could be upset for normal reasons ...like that in order to the Resistance to win she’s going to have to put Kylo down like a dog. Its kinda cool that Leia is her teacher (more on that later).

Soo then we spend the next hour on a pointless adventure with the Trio™. Which would be fun, if they were ever established as a Trio. Arguably the real trio might be Rose-Finn-Poe. More on Rose later. Here is a list of incomprehensible things that happen here:

Kylo reforges his mask. Because Reasons? The knights of Ren. Because Reasons?

A handful of force bond scenes. The first one actually isn’t half bad. By wearing the mask, Kylo is rejecting the intimacy inherent to the connection because he is about to  defile it. Grabbing Rey’s necklace is a physical and emotional violation. It's the first time he has ever used the connection for personal gain.  The other connection scenes mostly just play around with the two of them being able to pass each other stuff. They lack the careful editing of TLJ connection scenes. Disclaimer: I’m a pretty hard core Reylo and these scenes really lacked the magic they previously had.This might be un-purpose Kylo is clearly pretty lost as this point.  Dull, lacking in heart like so much of this film. 

Kylo becomes a cartoon power ranger villian spouting Palpatine exposition and attempting to create suspense by almost catching the trio a couple times. Some of the dialogue is almost Revenge of the Sith Anakin level awkward.  It lacks both the unstable angry energy of FA or the sad tired boi energy of TLJ. 

Rey makes force lighting because I guess she was upset and it's a genetic ability now???

Poe gets a female love interest, becuase hes heterosexual. HeTeroSeXUal.

Poe and Finn flirt for a whole hour while Poe checks out some new chick and Finn now has a harem thing kinda. 

Poe is now a spice trader. BECAUSE YOU KNOW HE'S THE HAN SOLO OF THE TRILOGY. Let's just forget that TLJ establishes that Poe is his own character, probably loyal to the resistance since birth. His parents are rebellion alumni.

Two death fake outs. I don’t know why they had to give 3PO his memories back. He lost them at the end of the Prequels and R2 loved him anyway. Chewbacca capture was a missed opportunity to get some resolution to him shooting Kylo in the gut. 

Hux is the spy. Lovely. He is the ultimate weak bitch. Tbh the most consistent character development. Arguably my favorite detail on the entire film. Perfect execution. Domhnall Gleason is a gift. 

Now onto Endor. Endor has so much potential and squanders most of it.

Finn meets other people who left the stormtrooper program. Cool. Weird how it's tied to force sensitivity. I like the idea of the force putting Poe and Finn in the right place at the right time, but I think to imply people’s ability to escape slavery is tied to force sensitivity brings us to the problematic terrority of the sequels. Also the only one who talks to Finn is also black. And Clearly has a romantic vibe. Okay…..

The Rey Palpatine thing is made explicit. Even though anyone will half a brain figured it out 90 minutes ago. More wierd implications…..who would agree to fuck an old man Palpatine? So Rape i guess. Rey’s parents were normal...is this some kinda side material hook to read more about them or some shit??? Kylo refers to Rey’s parents as ‘filthy junk traders’. He's right. THEY SOLD HER INTO FUCKING SLAVERY. However Rey’s parents are good people??? WTF THIS IS THE JEDI COUNCIL ALL OVER AGAIN.

 Soo Kylo destroys the wayfinder to force Rey to work with him. Anti-Reylos will often get their panties in a twist about how it’s an ‘abusive relationship’. This is the only scene that really comes off as manipulative- in a way it never did in TLJ. Partly because they play up this idea of power-hungry Kylo (which has little basis in reality. In FA he just wanted to make Snoke his daddy. And TLJ Kylo is just soo fucking lonely) rather than sad boi Kylo trying to hold onto someone. Damn the TLJ throne scene is soo careful with getting that energy right, balancing the heartbreak with a little gaslighting (sorry off topic).  Then They Fight. Kylo doesn’t even pull out a saber at first because he literally has no intention of killing her. Rey fights because she's mad. Leia decides to intervene at this time, which is weird because Kylo still has no intention of hurting Rey. Apparently Leia sending Kylo a text is enough to freak him out. THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN THE TIME FOR FLASHBACKS, MAYBE A ‘YOU’RE MY ONLY HOPE’ TO TIE HIM BACK TO HIS NAMESAKE. 

Instead Rey gets him in the gut. She then heals him, something that should have been really intimate. This would have been time to kiss him in that wistful ‘ I wanted to know what it would be like before I exile myself forever way’. This is one of the scenes that desperately needed more breathing room AND GIVE KYLO SOME FUCKING DIALOGUE YOU COWARDS. Healing him combined with Leia stuff should have reduced Kylo to a pile of tears. I think he would find it completely overwhelming that someone thinks he is worth it, worth a part of their life source, worth their final breathes. 

Oh woah surprise Han Solo. This kinda works for me because unlike robot Leia and fairy godmother Luke, Han looks alive. Plus Han is only a memory so Kylo has to save himself, make his own choice. Aww fuck this got me the closest to tears becuase he looks so fucking sad about the fact that he can’t go home. Damn you Adam Driver and you’re big weepy eyes. His mother is dead and I don’t think he ever truly realized that she wanted him back. I guess with the way things went with Luke, he just assumed he was unwanted. Even now, Han is the only one of the 3 Ben can really imagine taking him back. Who knew Han was such a softie.  At the same time there is something so unintentionally sad about the fact that Ben’s whole family can become force ghosts and not a single one gives enough of  a shit about him to show up at the turning point of his life. 

Also the implication that Ben turns to protect Leia’s lifework is strange. Leia’s legacy is the Rebellion, a democratic senate, a planet wiped off the map, NOT SKYWALKER JEDI #2 JJ!!!!! Ben doesn’t even interact with any of the larger powers at work, he just saves Rey. 

Also while Ben’s guilt and shame about killing Han (his true sin) keep him on the dark side, this doesn’t address the 8 million other reasons he left the light. Also why do Leia and Rey never discuss this???? His own fucking family repeatedly rejected him because of his ‘Vadar-ness’ which is ironic considering…….

Then we cut to Rey’s fairy godmother-esque trip to Ahch-To where she arms herself with all of the Skywalker’s personal effects:

Mad that Rian Johnson denied you that ESB fanservice call-back of Luke being able to pull his x-wing out of water?? Don’t worry JJ has got you covered. 

Mad that Leia didn’t have lightsaber? Don’t worry JJ has got you covered, Leia was always prepared to be a back up to Luke because she doesn’t have her own perspective or anything or like a whole fucking political system to run. Also she stopped training because apparently completing her journey would end in Ben’s death...ooo SmArT foreshadowing that Rey using her lightsaber will end in one dead Ben boi. 

Leia and Luke ALWAYS knew about Rey Palps. Which is funny because they threw their own flesh and blood in the trash because he seemed kinda Vader-y. I guess it's wrong to judge people by their bloodlines unless its your own bloodline. I can’t even. 

There is no mention of Ben at all- even though Leia and Luke both died for him and Rey put her whole heart into saving him.  

Now to Exeger or whatever again. Almost two hours in and we’re back at the planet we were on in the first 5 minutes.

Spaceship stuff happens. Take out your checklist to get those pilot and ship cameos. Ooo look its The Ghost! OG trilogy pilot! Lando is there! WOOO! Poe’s girlfriend lived somehow! 

Ben’s last words are ‘Ow’.

Palps wants Rey to kill him because I guess that will make her evil? Since when does killing people make you evil? I don’t think killing Palps to save the world in the same as ‘striking your enemies down in hatred’ or whatever. 

Oh Hey Ben is here. Palps doesn’t care much I guess even though trolling Skywalkers is his whole life’s passion. 

Palps drains the life out of Ben/Rey. They don’t die. Ben goes flying into a pit. Rey has to face Palps alone because I guess even though Ben/Rey are stronger together and are cosmically linked the lone jedi thing will happen anyway?? Is feminism about doing everything on your own rather than building meaningful connections with your equal partner. Honestly only Men would think a women has to do everything alone to prove her worth, Rey has been wanting allies and family her whole life LET HER HAVE IT. 

Also okay sooo Palps did technically kill Rey’s parents and she had about a whole 5 minutes to think about that. Multiple generations of Ben’s family have been tortured by this guy, so I think it would be rather cathartic to see him play a bigger role in the end of Palp.

Rey enters the Avatar State. Cue more fanservice cameos (I love you Ahsoka, but you said it yourself, you ain’t a jedi). In another backhanded slap to TLJ were back on the TheJediDidNothingWrong line of thinking. Anakin is present ...I wonder if anyone else is interested in talking to him…...

Rey dies. I’m not sure why. Palps legit sucked the life of her and she lived, but the Avatar State killed her. 

Ben crawls out of pit. Damn Adam Driver has legs for days. He heals Rey, its kinda sweet but it's also really really weird that he hasn’t said anything. Not saying we need an over the top love declaration but even his emotionally constipated parents managed to get an ‘I love you’ out. 

Ben saves Rey. The thing Anakin thought the dark side would give him the power to do. Interesting bookend. Sad that my boy has such low self preservation, he gives her his life without hesitation. Why do we have to die for other people? It’s much harder to have to live for other people. To move and grow beyond the past. To try and be our best everyday, even when its hard. Isn’t that real redemption? 

Ben kisses Rey. Awww. Its missing some of the elements of a big romantic drama kiss, which I would be okay with ...if it was followed up with a big romantic kiss with a sunset on a new planet before the credits roll. Alas this does not happen. The audience is somewhat befuddled since their had been almost no dialogue referencing their emotional connections. The ‘no one knows me./I do.’ dialogue from the trailer did not appear in film. 

Ben smiles. It has all the boyish charm and innocence Anakin wished he had in the prequels. Aww he really has never kissed anyone. I wonder when the last time he smiled was. HAS THIS MAN EVER HAD A GOOD DAY HIS ENTIRE LIFE. I am emotionally moved until approximately 2 seconds later….

Ben dies. There is no funeral. No mention. Rey doesn’t shed a single tear. This dude literally gave you his life without hesitation. Is Reylo one-sided? Or at least not equally felt? Ow. U The Resistance doesn’t wonder what happened to the Supreme leader. We know at the end of TLJ Luke became a legend, I do not think this happens to Ben. 

The Resistance parties. Cue Return of the Jedi film reel. Poe and Finn are heterosexual. No resolution to the stupid ReyFinn force sensitve thing. Two women kiss. It will be cut out of the Chinese release. 

Rey buries the lightsabers on Tatooine because you know Luke lived there and Leia once wore a metal bikini there. Rey choose the name Rey Skywalker. Which is interesting because she didn’t get along that well with Luke. She finished her training with Leia Organa Solo, Princess of Alderaan who just happens to have been a result of a sperm donation from Anakin Skywalker. She found a father figure in Han Solo. She loved a guy named Ben Solo. I’m not saying she should name herself Rey Solo, but it certainly is better than Rey Skywalker. I mean it's almost like a person's worth and ability aren’t dependent on either a bloodline or acceptance into the galaxies most powerful family. Rey nobody would have been fine.  I’m not going to get into the feminist angle of a self made women tying herself to the legacy of a man. Cue theaterwide groaning. 

Twin suns. Cool. I liked them better in The Last Jedi.

Rey has a yellow-ish lightsaber and maybe made out of her staff. Wonder where she got the crystals from and why they didn’t introduce it earlier. Possible implication she's going the way of the ‘grey’ jedi? idk some Jedi have yellow actually. Ahsoka had a yellow one. Not sure since this film is back on the JediwayisBest bullshit. 

We see Luke and Leia's force ghosts. Ben’s last word was ‘ow’.

In Summary, some odd implications:

Rey Palpatine is quite possibly the worst idea of all time. Worse than midichlorians. The highest level of fanboy pandering and Rian Johnson erasure. Rey has a lot of very real things to be angry about - her rough childhood, the deaths of her mentors, loving someone as dense as Ben Solo, having to come to terms with the fact that her parents didn’t love her. 

Return to prequel-esque thinking on slavery. Apparently it is not that bad if you sell someone as long as you do it with LOVE. 

Making Finn force sensitive is not character development. Its just half assed pandering and additional exposition in a film filled with exposition.

There is some truly awful dialogue in this film. Its shot composition and editing is so sloppy compared to FA or TLJ. 

The force in balance means killing everyone on the darkside. 

Rose is completely sidelined. She is the only Asian character on screen. She is seemingly replaced with a black woman who has a similar background to Finn and is a scavenger like Rey. Yikes. Why does this feel like an anti-interacial relationship thing. 

Said Black women Jarrah talks to Lando, another black character in a bizarre dialogue that vaguely implies all black people are related. I might be really misreading this, but its weird. I would have liked her to talk to Rose instead because female solidarity. 

FinnPoe is played up a LOT. But we are also repeatedly reminded they are attracted to women. This does not feel like woke Bisexual culture. This is pandering without making a commitment. 

Rey’s worth as a character is related to her connection to powerful people in the Star Wars mythos, not her own traits. 

Ben’s character resonates really strongly with abuse victims and outsiders. His lack of dialogue strips him of a lot of his agency.  His estrangement from his family is not resolved. Vader, who arguably did a lot worse things gets a whole dying monologue and force ghost thing. 

Oh hey C3PO said the festival is every 42 year old….OG came out 42 years ago. heh.

In Summary:

Watch the Clone Wars animated series

Fall in love with Ahsoka

Watch Star Wars Rebels or at least all the episodes with Ahsoka and also the series finale, it's got some cool force stuff in it. 

Think about the cool force stuff in Star Wars Rebels and the cool force stuff in The Last Jedi. Woah.

Apply all this cool force stuff to your own personal version of the Rise of Skywalker

Wait for clone wars finale Feb 2020

Rinse and Repeat

Peg Kylo Ren

Oscar Isaac is the Captain on the FinnPoe Ship. 

The Last Jedi was the Best One. Fight Me. 

Find the fanfiction where Rey tells him what a good boi he is which reduces him to a puddle. Find the fanfiction where he cries during sex the first time, the second time, every time. Find the fanfiction where his force ghost gets a hug, where his family welcomes his back. 

Read Fanfiction:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21852886

What I would do instead:

Delete Rey Palpatine

Ditch the mask. You have a fucking Oscar nomiated actor hiding under it. 

After the Endor part, have Kylo join either Rey or the Resistance. Personally I think him hitching a ride on the Falcon would have been wonderfully awkward. And maybe give some closure the calling Finn a ‘traitor’ thing. This is fanservice-y, but no more fanservice-y than the rest of the film. And maybe finally answer the question of who does/doesnt know who Kylo Ren is. Would like a verbal declaration that he identifies as Ben Solo or least Ben or something. 

Ben can still die I guess but maybe give him some kinda funeral. Or reuse the golden dice symbolism. 

Slow everything done. Let the audience feel sad, feel happy. Oh and cut out those fucking death fake outs. 

#tros #rambling #reylo #spoilers #rey #Rey of Jakku no last name given #why did i write this #catharthis #ben solo

[dachi-chan25]

I had books that I either loved or hated so idk maybe I need to do another unhaul to ensure I read books I'll actually enjoy.

1- OtherEarth (Otherworld #2) by Jason Segel

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So this was a big disappointment. It started out fine, but I had this bad feeling about what the twist of this book would be about 50% into it, and then the twist comes and it was just as bad as I feared. Honestly I don't even know if I wanna continue with the last book, I have it but honestly I can't say I am looking forward to it, it wasn't just the plot that fell down but the characters felt pretty inconsistent and yeah not a fan.

2.- Fireborne (The Aurelian Cycle #1) by Rosaria Munda

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The only thing I knew going into this was that it was inspired by Plato's Republic and that it was similar to Game of Thrones, so maybe that is why I found it pretty underwhelming. Like yeah I could see why it was based off the Republic with this system of education (tbh I still found it pretty basic and very much alike to other social systems I've read in other YA books) and there was some intresting tid-bits but not enough to keep me intrested. Now the characters, I liked both individually (unpopular opinion but I liked Annie more, I thought she had real potential but it was wasted because the moment she and Lee have this romance her character completely lost herself on thinking about him and what he did all the time) but I do not think they worked together romantically. There is some potential drama for book 2 but I am not intrested in reading it.

3.- The Mistress (The Original Sinners #4) by Tiffany Reisz

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This book was so good. Yeah it was super predictable, but the drama tho. I really loved Layla, she gave us an outsider's insight on Søren and Nora's relationship, and she is just the sweetest that I instantly knew she and Weasley were gonna get together. I cried at that last confrontation scene with Nora and Marie Laure and I am so happy that Nora is back together with Søren because they are truly a good couple despide everything.

4.-Gods of Jade and Shadow - Silvia Moreno Garcia

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I LOVED it. Ever since I saw the cover I was sold. This book I feel like it was meant for me. Like our protagonist Casiopea Tún is a dark skinned mexican girl of mayan descent in the 1920s who meets one of the lords of Xibalba and goes on a quest to help him retake his throne???? And on the way he falls in love with her so much he is about to forfeit his divinity to have a chance to be with her. I just, it was so beautiful, I felt my culture was really represented here, and it's so wierd to see the 1920's represented in Mexico I don't believe I had read something like this before and I will read anything Silvia Moreno Garcia writes from now on. Hopefully we will have a second book for this because that ending makes me wonder what adventures Casiopea will have.

5.-Little Gods by Meng Jin

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This book blew my mind. The structure is perfect for the themes . Su Lan was a truly fascinating character though I felt very sad about her, always wanting to escape her past and thinking she was so undeserving for anything good in her life and still fighting to go on. The ending was so good, and all the cast of characters made an excellent conection between the past and the future.

6.- As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner

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Yeah I am a pretentious ho. I was very intimidated by this book (and anything written by Faulkner really) and I was really having trouble understanding the book at first because the prose is so particular (there are sentences that read like Shakespeare, some are almost Biblical stuff and then most of the dialogue is this very coloquial english with very poor ortography) and as English is not my first lenguage I struggled. But then we get to Addie's death and all this odyssey the family goes through to bury her, and it was so beautiful and exciting. I especially loved everything about Addie's chapter, she was so much better than her husband and she deserved better than what she got. I really liked Dewey Dell and Darl. While I hated Anse Bundren with a passion so the end really made me angry like waaaaat this selfish asshole gets everything he wanted and then some??? But I got why it made sense for the book. So I definitely recommend this, but my advice is to let yourself glide through the book, do not try to understand or make sense of it as you start it because then you become frustrated like it happened to me at first but it's a really beautiful book so I am really considering reading more Faulkner.

7.-Chosen (Slayer #2) by Kiersten White

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I enjoyed this book so much. It's a very easy read and we get some growth on Nina and Artemis. I liked the idea of the Watcher's Castle being a refuge for inofenssive demons. And omgggg I fangirled SO hard when Oz, Harmony and Clem appeared (my fave characters, like literally I only need a Spike cameo in these books to be completely happy). I really wanna see Nina meet Buffy in real life and ahhh I am excited for whatever the next book will bring us.

8.-Out of Salem by Hal Schrieve

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This is perharps my favorite book I read this month. It felt so relevant to things that are happening in the world, but escapist enough to bear it. For starters I love a good urban fantasy setting, and this was it. Z was a great non-binary protagonist (the fact the author is also non-binary also helps) like it was pretty original to make them a zombie when necromancy is viewed as wrong in their society and they get discriminated for it even though they knew nothing about how it happened to them. And their friendship with Aysel (lesbian muslim werewolf girl!!!) and Tommy (shapeshifter boy) was amazing. Like the way this book translates real life bigotry and social injustice to this magical creatures was truly amazing I recommend it to everyone of any age. Especially middle graders as this book is meant for that age group and I feel this is an amazing diverse read for that age group.

9.-El murmullo de las abejas de Sofia Segovia

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Realmente este libro es precioso, soy una super fan del realismo mágico y este libro realmente me toco el corazón. Aunque he de admitir que entre a este libro sin saber nada, y bueno que este libro pega diferente en el 2020, yo no tenía ni idea que este libro nos presentaba la Pandemia de Influenza Española de 1918, y bueno es bastante triste leer todo lo que paso cuando nosotros estamos pasando épocas muy similares. Simonopio es un personaje divino, poseedor de una sensibilidad y una inocencia verdaderamente fuera de esta mundo, y la forma en que la familia Morales lo adopta y lo abraza tan profundamente dentro de la familia es realmente hermosa. Fue muy difícil leer acerca de Anselmo Espiricueta porque puedo ver de donde venía todo ese odio y esa ignorancia que terminaron en tragedia y no puedo dejar de sentir lastima por él a pesar de todo el mal que hace durante el libro. Recomiendo mucho esta lectura.

10.-Riot Baby by Tochi Onyebuchi

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A book so relevant in our current times. So powerful and impactful even if the book is pretty short. We get to see how the systematic racisim at work. We get to get a glimpse of this awful reality through Kev and Ella, two gifted siblings that have lived this experiences in different ways and they cope with this in vastly different ways.It was such an intimate read I cannot begin to describe how angry and sad it made me, but also very glad I got to read it because we need to keep being aware that this is the reality for black people all around the world and they don't get to shy away from it so we shouldn't either we should see, learn and fight as hard as we can to change things for the better.

11.-Brave New World by Aldous Huxley

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I re-read this book to have it fresh in my mind before the new series airs on July. And I liked it better now than the 1st time. This world is so scary because I see so many realistic elements it shares with the present. I felt a lot for Lenina (for everyone who lives in this world really) because she wanted more than what the society had to offer yet was so deeply conditioned as to what was right that she could just supress her emotions with soma. This book is of course full of racist and sexist stuff (cuz woman and indigenous people can never win) but I feel it helps to get a feel about how fucked up society is as a whole. In the reservation woman are subjected to the usual slut shaming and gender roles we get in our society while in London we get a world in which woman are judged for not sleeping around and being happy and infantile. Like it seems controling woman and their relationship to intimacy and sex is always a bit theme is classic dystopic books which makes a lot of sense given it works like that in the real world too. Same thing with indigenous people being treated as savage to congratula te ourselves for being so much more "civilized" never stopping to think how deeply fractured and flawed this may be. We also get explotation and brain washing of working classes and all that fun stuff. Really and amazing book eerily accurate tho.

12.-Brick Lane by Monica Ali.

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This is the story of 2 very different Bangladeshi sisters with very different temperaments making their way through life. Nazneen is a very dutiful daughter that marries the man her father picked for her, moves to London, though her husband doesn't make her happy she tries very hard in this foreign country with so many desires of her own she wishes that she always supresses because of her upbringing. Then we have Hesina, she was always beautiful and runs away with a guy she was in love with, later he abandons her and she gets jobs and loses them because different man keep making her fall for them to abandon them later. Different as they are this 2 Sisters keep relying in each other through letters. I thought it was very moving, and I really liked the ending for Nazneen while Hasina left me feeling worried and unhappy.

13.- Gideon the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

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I was very hyped for this book and I am so sad I didn't like it. I just didn't feel the world building was cohesive (we have space travel but we don't have baths??? And rapiers as weapons??? Most of it felt like aesthetic decisions) the characters felt very one dimensional to me. And the plot was all over the place, just when I thought I knew what it was about it takes another turn and introduces so many generes but it did not feel natural at all so yeah I will not be reading the next one.

14.- Luces de Bohemia de Ramón Maria del Valle Inclan

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Me pareció una obra maravillosa. Definitivamente captura el espíritu creativo bohemio.

15 .- Don Juan Tenorio de José Zorrilla

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Yo adoro el Tenorio, sin embargo si que he de decir que prefiero la versión del Burlador de Sevilla de Tirso de Molina pues siento que el final es más adecuado. Me parece que aunque la prosa es hermosa Doña Ines pierde mucha agencia en esta versión, me recuerda mucho más a Angelina de la obra "El Honor del Brigadier" que la versión que hizo de ella Tirso de Molina, definitivamente se romántiza mucho más está figura de seductor canalla en esta versión, aun así es una historia arraigada en México, es una tradición para mi verla cada Noviembre, este año me temo que no será posible así que disfrute muchísimo leerla.

#june 2020 warp up #booklr #dachi reads stuff

[shaddy-bee]

I KNOW ITS BEEN LIKE 300 YEARS BUT-

5 things you’ll find in my bag

Right now theres uhh Notebooks, both school and 1 art. Drink mix ins, with such great flavors as sour apple jolly rancher and crush pineapple (tm) Two packs of cards, one of which steam punk themed and the other your regular ol bicycle. A calculator. Its a shitty old one but its for tests, i have google and shit for anything i need myself.

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom

A roommate. Idk if he is gay or what but he isnt straight, name’s will. Chill dude. Sleepin rn, what a fella MY SICK ASS COMPUTER IM MISSING OUT ON BECAUSE MY ROOMMATE IS ASLEEP AAAAAAAAAAAAAA I WANNA PLAY ROCKET LEAGUE WITHOUT LAGGING TO HELL also programming my mods. Need to upload that shit. Shit what number we on, 3? Okay cool. A bed. Wow really a bed in your bedrooM? yeah its pretty fuckin spectacular i know. I dont have posters n shit so like i gotta be creative you feel. A microfridge. Now i know what youre thinking, “ah a small fridge whats the big deal?” but no you dont understand, its a microwave fucking bolted onto the top of a fridge. They gave zero fucks attaching these two together and apparently the name is the same way, WHY NOT A FRIDGEWAVE EVEN LIKE MICROFRIDGE JUST SOUNDS LIKE A SMALL FRI- Last but not least, im tempted to just say my wallet here tbh, cuz its old but like, youd EXPECT that now would you? Something boring and mundane for me to fill out the word count with making everything super exciting so nah man, fuck it. Theres air in my bedroom. Fight me.

5 things I’ve always wanted to do in my life

Make a videogame. Like okay, a lot of stuff on this list is jokes and stuff, and I know im going into too much detail and my followers will probably murder me in cold blood for this shit, but im serious about this one like - i have some ideas, but i never have the motivation alone to like work whole-heartedly and finish one but like, at some point in the future id love to sit down and just go at it and make a game. Doesnt matter if its popular or big or small just i wanna make something that i love ya feel? I wanna like, go to newark, delaware. I know, its delaware and all, no one lives there, but ive met a bunch of cool people there and i was promised a donut run sometime, so lookin forward to that. Yknow that post awhile back that was like “i dont wanna be rich and like buy shit, i just wanna have enough money to throw at kickstarters whenever i want without having to strain on my food and rent costs” thats me. 100% Like i wanna have just enough money to be able to donate to cool people and watch them do cool shit - it wont always work out but thats fine, I just love shit. I wanna be able to donate like the high prize and fly out to meet these game studios for coffee and shit and just talk with em and see their passion and ideas. I love it. Im not actually really sure besides those. Like idk. I think itd be cool to enter a game tournament with my brother and win, but i doubt thatll happen and its not super like on my desires just itd be cool cuz we named ourselves Sora and Shiro after NGNL and to see that like, have us win would be great. Yeah. Ill make my fifth to think of a fifth one.

5 things on my to do list

FLOPPY DICKS i mean disks. Floppy disks. I do binding of isaac ab+ modding shit, and im currently working (its mostly done for what i want it to do) which adds a new consumable called floppy disks, effects are based on viruses, bugs, and just computer based shit. Like BSOD for instance, which makes the screen literately bluescreen. Or atleast look like it. Cant wait to watch people play with it. I gotta work on the programming class project too but honestly i dont waannnaaa. Like its cool as shit. Recreate a card game using c++ code. But man, i just love Apocrypha and Floppies so much more. Eat today???? Please. Dining hall opens in 3 hours. Its goddamn 4 am. I want my food. Dunno if ill get it - if ill stay awake till then. But i want it. Probably draw some stuff? Like i posted one drawing already (check it out if u wanna ;) kay?) but like theres wacom tablets here i can just kinda use whenever???? its great. I love being able to just draw stuff on em. Even if i suck at drawing, even if it took 10 hours to make the one i posted here, still love. Probably play more rocket league. Sleep first, soon as i get that food im CRASHIN BOI IM OUTTIE HA but uhh, rocket league has a halloween thing rn and i like playing it. Was playing earlier today and i matchd with a dude in 2v2 that had the same car, skin, AND colors set up as mine. Totaly random. We kicked some major ass together. I kept thinking of the same hat comic the entire time. (also my card was superior because it had furry ears on it ;))

5 things that make me happy

Getting an idea for a thing and working at said thing until like boom it went from this abstract idea to now it has a physical form and it works! And its fun and its great and i can share it with other people and they can have fun too!!!! that feeling is wonderful.  Obviously friends man. Just doing shit with people can be so great sometimes - like not all the time sure but like man. Its nice to talk to people and share experiences and just smile and tell bad jokes and have them groan but like it anyway like thats the shit. Going out at 2 am and walking to a nearby run down schoolyard and swinging on the swingsets and watching shooting stars burn up. Thats the good shit. Getting tents and setting em up in your friends back yard when your friend from far away comes up for a few days, and playing ridiculous games in a group like kick the can or fuckin zombie screaming your lungs out in the dark to freak em out, or just talkin around a fire about fuckin life man. The people make life great. Shits worth living for. I realize that last answer covered a LOT of shit but like, im just gonna add here videogames. Would be amiss if i didnt mention that, considering the rocket league rant above lmao. Yeah i better not make this category any longer.

5 things I’m (currently) into

Isaac modding, probably will be for awhile. Its good shit. As a suggestion from one of the people I work with (we also fuck around its a good time) i have started watching space dandy. Its a slow progress through lol like an episode or two a day but god man like its pretty ridiculous and the main character is pretty much everything i was expecting from seeing him everywhere. Rocket league again. It comes and goes with various different games to tide me over, give me a break from working. Bout 2 months ago or so said relaxing time was dominated by anime - i suddenly went on like a massive streak of watching shit. By that i mean, i watched all of hunter x hunter in like 2 weeks, among other shows prior to it. But yeah. Fuck man HXH I LOVED THE KING WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I have too many emotions about that. I wrote a rant to the Groupchat (tm) about the fucking battle and how everything is in slow motion but it fucking like makes it like foreshadowed and have so much of an impact and still so much fucking happens even while everything runs at super slow mo just GOD KLASFJBHUGHASFIUHIPJASK anyway. Yeah. Music, as always im listening to like constantly. Wireless headphones are a wonder for this, but uhh....i cant say im especially into any specific thing rn right? Like a bit ago i was super into joywave and then that faded out and now im just listening to whatever random shit, yknow? But I am into music in general. Its good. Art! A lot of times i dont do shit like for drawing right, like especially not in like pencil in notebooks but like, i sorta started doing a lot more art stuff? Like i had a period awhile back last year where i stopped using pencils and used only pens and i just loved the aesthetic of the ink like how it looked (funny how im doing the opposite of the fucking inktober though, huh?) but yeah im back into using pencils to draw shit occasionally. Im still terrible at drawing people (which is what i see mostly everyone drawing on tumblr lmao RIP) but its fun to sketch stuff out and just let my thoughts run and bounce to some music and shit right? Also the tablets. Especially with the tablets.

5 things people may not know about me (at least on tumblr)

I basically constantly wear sweatshirts, and they all have like earbuds where the strings go. All the earbud shits are broken pretty much, like occasionally they work (the one i have rn does) but like, i dont ever really use them? i have wireless headphones for my phone and a headset (because i need the mic for my computer) for said computer so like, idk. But yeah. I rarely take em off when im not home, and sometimes even when i am i just kinda keep em anyway? (also just now i realized i talked in the section for room shit about all the stuff in my current dorm, my room at home has all KINDS of wierd fucking shit in it. Really missed an opportunity there.) Like many people i like to stay hydrated and shit, but drinking water all the time seemed like a chore more than anything so i got like drink mix ins and shit, mio’s or whatever offbrand version you can find at your local SUPERSTORE CONGLOMERATE. I drink em like all the time pretty much so atleast im health in one way :P. Also gummy vitamins. I dont excercise but you can only ask for so much. Idk, its hard to think of things for this section because tumblr knows so little about me yknow? Like i never make my own posts or shit like its SUPER rare so im pretty much just tryna find random facts but that might not be interesting? Like i have a bad habbit of like talking way too loud when im excited about something right? Not quite yelling but like getting there and like idk. See? Thats not super interesting but it is something no one online would be able to really know ya feel? Idk. I mean physically im kinda fat as you do, but im also like wierdly strong? Like for someone who never works out i sure do have arm strength if nothing else lmao. My endurance is shit tho. Honestly? I can only blame it on osu and groceries. Osu is just a game i like where you mash buttons to the beat of weaboo shit tier music. The groceries is just because like, well, my policy is Least Trips Possible which means carrying in 13 bags at a time if need be it, fuck it milk too? And a watermellon? Bring it. 

Who am I tagging? Idk man. Just for shits and stuff tho i do wanna tag @theoriginalyami just to see what all’s changed in teh long time since i actually went to fill it out :P Dont feel like you have to add as much as me tho omg @milkchocolateowl because honestly? love you. Think about you a lot, just like glad im mutuals with that ray of sunshine. Good. @fantaledfish <3 (this is the friend i mentioned earlier, runs a QUALITY blog i guarantee it, better than mine for sure) @dragonfucker-supreme always top in my notes, a silent bond, like two guards assigned to watch back to back in the early dawn. Birds gather round. I can only tag so many people (i set myself a limit of 5 because...idk why i just mentally it felt right) so for my last trick gotta go with @ask-oncies-jizz like cmon man name changes for the win, also has quality icons and quality shitposts tbh, supreme top meme. Have fun yall.

#god im #sorry #this is long #i hope its atleast somewhat enjoyable though yknow? #<3 #shaddy-online

[deathbyboredumb]

Dose of Reality: Dimensions,Perception,Psychedelic Experiences

I once took 2c-e and lsd together, woah.

It was insane night. It starts with me and three friends in a car, in possession of a bunch of weed, a bunch of acid, and some 2C-E that my brother ordered through the deep web.

We got pulled over on the way out of town and I was arrested for an outstanding warrant for a court date that I missed while I was in custody; for running from the police, long story short. Whatever.

I don't know how familiar with the justice system you are but that's a different topic. My bail was set at somewhere around $250 cash; I called a bondsman and was bailed out in 45 minutes. Never did sort out why I had a failure to appear on a date that I was in jail for, but they assured me things like that weren't on any sort of permanent record. Riiiight.

So we finally left town, what a heavy experience already, and headed toward this spot my friend said was "really awesome"; out on the arm overlooking mudflats and watching the 3rd most drastic tide in the world.

We parked in an empty lot then proceeded crossing the train tracks, and headed toward the woods. We took the acid as we entered, and started marching. After awhile we noticed that we had literally began walking in circles, I passed a downed tree that was awfully familiar. By this time I was already a little off. On? Either way, it was kicking in. I felt like a soldier in Vietnam, marching on toward... unknown. We finally found the spot, a crevice in the rock between the mud and the grass, and started a little fire for warmth.

I was already pretty high, when my friend decided it was time to take the 2c-e. About an hour later, Everything around me was emanating explosive patterns; beautiful, intricate, rounded and happy. So much. I can't tell you how many times I thought I was peaking. Really it was the whole time.

We were low on wood so one of my friends ran back to the car to and grabs the power saw he brought to gather some wood. My other friend went off with his girlfriend. We all met back, and got warmer, it was chilly in the wind with no shelter. We brought gear, but never made camp. No one was sleeping that night. So there we were, high as ever, chilling around a fire watching the tide roll in and swallow the rocks, when I noticed by friend with the saw standing behind my friend with his girlfriend, laughing uncontrollably, saw in hand. I thought about it for a bit, and then realized I was experiencing a very Cain and Abel moment. I cried out to him, asking what he was doing and he stopped laughing and looked confused, obviously clueless, and uttered "Uhhh....". He dropped the saw and continued laughing maniacally. Wierd.

Time went on and conversation turned somehow biblical; none of us in the group really being very religious, it was likely satirical. We were having a hell of a time, and someone said "Too bad we can't like, record this and play it back just like this." and someone else piped in "just write a book!" and then my friends girlfriend said "and call it the bible!".

My mind was flying, trying to figure out why religion was the constant subject of matter, spoken or otherwise. I stared for awhile at the embers, watching them dance, thinking of how alive they looked and realizing that we were burning dead life. Freaky. I put a lot of thought into combustion, and the chemistry behind it, the thought of turning something tangible into something barely visible.

At this point, a blunt had been lit, and was being passed around our half circle from my far left to my far right, across the fire. Behold! Creation. I stared in disbelief, but it was an angle thing, so personal. No one else noticed.

I was starting to get really really high and have second thoughts about the whole thing, wondering why I decided to bombard my mind with lsd and 2c-e at once, when suddenly I broke down. I began to try to talk to God, a God I had no idea if I even believed in, and had never felt the urge to talk to before. We talked about decisions, about motive, about consequence, and about reasoning. We talked about where I was in life, what was wrong with the world. Every question I could imagine was answered, in some form. We're not going to get into ego, but you should research it yourself. I started going over a disaster scenario in my head, of earthquakes and landslides, cities falling into oceans, oceans pouring into rifts in the earths surface, doom and destruction. The feeling of realization that I was standing in the middle of two converging plates, on the side of subduction, was simply unimaginable. So many thoughts, so many questions.

Suddenly my mind went silent, and one sentence remained.

"Haven't you learned enough?"

I took this to be referring to my search for the truth, the meaning, oneness, what have you. The search I had been supplementing with psychedelics. Then it hit me. Like a fucking train.

Everyone had thought I passed out, but no, my mind was working so overtime that bodily function was of no concern, and I slumped over.

I felt like every fragment of my physical being had began to fall apart, something I had experienced several times with salvia, when I felt like my fate was held in my will. This couldn't be higher consciousness! This was unconsciousness, and I wasn't sinking into sleep, I was sinking into death. The opposite of what I was looking for. The last eight hours flashed rapidly through my mind, then the last 23 years... faster and faster, important events in my life going by in milliseconds, then BAM. Only a metaphor remained.

Once the train is on the tracks, it's too late to get to the other side.

A train whistle blows. I stand up, my friends look at me questioningly, wondering at the look of complete terror in my face. I rapidly went over the last few perhaps only moments of my life, and the only puzzle I can put together is that something bad could happen any moment, and here I am, stuck on the wrong side of the tracks.

Mortified.

I wanted to run, I tried to explain the best I could what I just experienced, tried to get them to come with me, and then I had another revelation. It didn't matter. I couldn't help them, this was about saving myself. Of course, the Earth didn't open up and swallow us, but had it been about to I would have died there trying to get them to come with me, while they laughed at the insanity of the idea. I determined then that it was important to follow my gut. If I had to run, if I had to be on the other side of the tracks, and they wouldn't follow, it was critical that I didn't wait around.

I ended up causing enough of a stir that we did move "camp" but we didn't go home for quite a while. I would guess the entire experience lasted 14-18 hours, and it was once of the most visual trips I've ever experienced. We sat around a few more hours, and finally we left, but not soon enough for my tastes. I still hate the sound of trains.

I later met a man whose nickname was trainwreck.

The best story he could give me was that he had been living life the wrong way for way too long, then one day he woke in a hospital with his mother at his side. He said he had no recollection of what happened, but the story his body told, and the story the doctors relayed, was that he had been hit by a train.

It's left me wondering.

Heavy. -Jesse Boredom *For the record, I DO NOT CONDONE DRUG USE. Everyone reacts differently to mind altering substances. If you have a bad feeling about what you are about to take I strongly recommend just walking away. Be safe, be aware and please take care of each other.”

#subculture #bored to death #deathbyboredumb #drug trip #short story #reality #LA #Jesse Boredom

[lordzuuko]

Hmm this may sound wierd, but voltron family au. What if shiro ex comes back and after they have been married for a while and asks him if he is finally tired of keith yet . How would they react ?

OMFG. Why would you do this?! But then again I am all up for #drama again in this family. Lettuce do this. *cracks knuckles*

For those who might not know, Shiro had an ex-girlfriend. 

[The Voltron Family] It was Sunday. The whole family was out. They went to the mall to eat lunch and look around, bought stuff they needed. Shiro was at the appliance store looking for some wire Pidge needed for her project that he promised to help.

Woman: Shiro?Shiro: *turns around to see who called him* *spots his ex-girlfriend* *jaw drops* R-Rea? Whoa.Rea: *chuckles* Oh my god. Look at you. *hugs Shiro* It’s been ages.Shiro: *smiles* Yeah, it is. How are you? What are you doing here?Rea: Oh, I’m doing fine. I’m just looking for some frames. And you?Shiro: I’m here to buy something for my daughter’s project actually. *smiles*Rea: *shifts in place* *raises an eyebrow* Oh, really? You got yourself a wife now or something? *smiles*Shiro: *shakes head* Nope. I married Keith. He’s my husband and we have three kids. *smiles*Rea: What? Keith? You married Keith? Keith Kogane?Shiro: *nods* Yes, I did. He’s a Shirogane now, so...Rea: Shiro, what the fuck?Shiro: *taken aback* Excuse me?Rea: Are you telling me that you broke up with me in college to be with Keith and actually married him? I heard you got together obviously, but I never even entertained the fact you’d marry him. Shiro: *tries to calm himself down* And what made you think of that?Rea: I don’t know. He’s a man. I thought it was just a phase of yours.Shiro: Well, it wasn’t just a phase, Rea.Rea: Yeah, I can see that now. Heard he was asexual too. Shiro: He is.Rea: I can’t believe you chose him over me. 

Keith was about to look for Shiro when he spotted him and Rea. His eyes widened and decided not to approach and just hide.

Shiro: *runs his fingers through his hair* Rea, we’ve gone over this already.Rea: No, Shiro. It’s not even about that. Aren’t you tired?Shiro: Tired of what?Rea: *rolls eyes* Tired of Keith. I thought by now you’d be tired of him. Knowing how he is, he doesn’t actually have se---Shiro: What we do and don’t do in bed is none of your business.Rea: It’s such a waste, Shiro. Your genes, I mean. You could produce amazing children and yet you chose not to use them to be with Keith. Who pretty much doesn’t even have the desire. *shakes head*Shiro: *grits his teeth* *turns around* Goodbye, Rea. *walks away with his damn wire while gripping it tight*Rea: *calls out* I’m just saying it’s never too late, Shiro! Think about your future!Shiro: *whispers* Fucking Hell. I’m happy about my--- *spots Keith looking at him at a corner* *smiles* Hey, baby.Keith: *rubs his own right arm in such an insecure manner*Shiro: How much did you hear? *frowns*Keith: Are you tired of me? Shiro: *approaches Keith* *grabs his hand* What? No, I’m not. Of course not. Keith, how many times do I have to tell you? You need to stop being so insecure about our marriage, okay? *cups Keith’s face* We have three kids. Three adorable--somewhat annoying at times--kids. And nothing is more important to me than you four.Keith: *smiles* Just promise you’ll tell me if I’m not doing enough, okay?Shiro: *touches Keith’s forehead with his* You’re doing so much already, baby.Keith: You know what I mean. Shiro: *eyes widens in realization* *smiles fondly* I don’t know. My favourite body part of yours are your lips to be honest. *gives Keith a peck on the lips* I can survive with just kissing you my whole life and nothing else.Keith: Aren’t you tired of it? Shiro: Kissing you? *gasp* NEVER. *leans in for another kiss* Pidge: Daddy Shiro, Daddy Keith, we’re here you know?Shiro: *pulls away from Keith* *looks down* *sees Pidge* Oh, hello, sweetheart. I didn’t see you there.Lance: *rolls eyes* Typical. You always tend to forget us when you’re lost in your husband and husband world. Hunk: Let them be, Lance.Keith: *chuckles* Sorry, captain. We’ll try to lessen our time in our husband and husband world.Lance: *smiles* *nods* Good. Hunk: *frowns* No! Daddy Keith and Daddy Shiro are allowed to kiss as much as they want. They have the rings. It’s like a permission to do so.Shiro: *fake gasp* Why thank you, Hunk.

#kaguyaice #ask #sheith #the voltron family #i can't end it in a bad note #that's just not how i roll ahahahha #REACHAN ASKED TO BE THE EXGIRLFRIEND #how shameless

[halowastaken]

"Hello, Mr Stark"

"Karen? What's going on? Why are you here?"

"It seemed like FRIDAY's securing code were corrupted, so I took over when she shuted down" Karen sounds a little worried

"What do you mean corrupted?" Karen didn't respond immediately

"FRIDAY has been hacked"

A few hours before

The first time Peter got drunk was pretty interesting

He was staying the weekend at the tower. Tony and Rodney were there. Peter was making a lego avengers tower with Tony, and Rhodey was there just looking at his phone. Then he got a text from Harley

Harley: Waddup bitch. Get your ass here right now. We're going to a party

Peter: A party?

Peter: When did you started going to parties?

Harley: When I figured that sneaking into parties is easier than I thought. Also I have the theory that you can actually get drunk is you use the super alcohol Tony has in his bar

Peter: lol what do you mean?

Harley: Every time Thor comes to earth, he brings this bottle of magic alcohol that is like strong af and the only human that can drink it is Steve because he's a super soldier

Peter really liked Harley. It was fun to be with him. When he moved to Manhattan, he got into Midtown easily. Then Tony introduced him to Peter and they became friends. The problem is that every time they hang out together, they get themselves in huge trouble.

Harley: So I figured that you could survive it too because you're like a spider or something

Peter: Wtf Harley I am not taking a bottle of super alcohol from mr Stark just so we can get me drunk

Harley: Come on Parker! We're gonna put it back! Stark has like tons of those bottles. He won't even notice

Peter: Why can't we just watch a movie or something?

Harley: Because that's Ned's work. My work is to prove science theories. Don't be a pussy, grab the bottle, and bring it to the address I'll send to you

Peter: How does the bottle look like?

Harley: It's tiny, green and has like some kind of wierd design. Like an asgardian bottle

Peter: If we get in trouble I am gonna blame you for being an asshole

Harley: Whatever, just bring the fucking bottle

Now Peter had to figure out how to get in the bar without nobody noticing. After fifteen minutes of thinking the perfect plan, Peter gets up and looks at Tony.

"I am hungry. Gonna look for something to eat" Tony lifted an eyebrow

"You ate like five minutes ago"

"Go ahead Peter" Rhodey totally ignored Tony who was finishing the lego tower

Peter just lied to Tony Stark. He sneaks into the bar and looks for a bottle that looks like Harley's description and he found it. The wierdest bottle Peter has ever seen. He hides it in his hoodie pockets and then goes to his room

"Gonna go patrolling" He yells running to his room. Tony doesn't really care and Neither does Rhodey. He changed his clothes and then got out of the building. Thank God the address Harley sent him was near the tower because he didn't want to walk a lot

"You really are slow" Harley was excited. He wasn't going to admit it but he really was looking forward to make Peter feel like a normal teenager "Did you brought it?" Peter took the bottle out of his pocket "This is what we will do. We're just gonna pour a little of this thing to everything you drink tonight"

"This is not a good idea" Peter was a little scared. He had never drank before, or at least not to the point that he gets drunk, but he was already there. At least he has to try

"Good thing we're doing this for science" Harley pushed him till both of them were in. He left Peter alone for a second and when he was back he had two beers in his hand. He opened the asgardian bottle and poured a little in one of the beers "Ready?" Peter nodded his head. He handed Peter the bottle with the asgardian magical super alcohol and both of them started drinking.

As the night goes, both of them start drinking more and more till the point that both of them were like super drunk. Peter even started to just drink straight from the super bottle. Even though that Harley couldn't drink the magic alcohol, he was just as drunk as Peter. Both of them were living his best life while drunk. They were both laughing in a corner when Harley saw in the distance a laptop. That gave him an idea. He took the laptop and went with Peter to the bathroom

"Parker I have a proposition!" Harley was too drunk to use his common sense correctly

"Whatever you're gonna say, it's the best idea ever!" Peter couldn't either

"What if we try to hack FRIDAY?" Peter took a sip from the magic asgardian and then he took the laptop

"What do you want to do with FRIDAY?" Peter said starting to code his way in. He was drunk but still a genius

"We're gonna epicly prank Tony and make him think that FRIDAY wants to be a princess" Harley said helping Peter to code. They were drunk, but they were still the smartest teenagers around. Lots of people tried to hack FRIDAY's system before. After all, she has all the information not just about SI, but also about Tony's personal life. The most intelligent criminal minds have tried unsuccessfully for years to get acces to all her files with potential blackmail, codes, and all the Iron Man suits. And then there's Harley and Peter. Two drunk teenagers that managed to hack successfully a multimillion dollars AI in two hours just to prank Tony.

In the tower, Tony was literally talking to Rhodey about them

"I know that Harley is mad at me because I yelled at him and Peter last time" Tony was feeling bad for the kid. He thought maybe Harley didn't want to talk anymore to him because of it. He felt like he ruined his relationship with him

"Tony, When I met Peter I thought that he was incredibly different than you and he was so good for everyone. Then I met Harley and I saw a young, teen, angry version of you. You shouldn't be feeling that bad" Rhodey was in fact sick of Harley already and he moved two months ago

"When you get to meet him he's great" Rhodes didn't know how to react

"I had to go to the zoo two weeks ago because they both got into the hyena cage. I am pretty sure that wasn't Peter's idea"

"He's just another impulsive teenager that doesn't think things through" After Tony said that the lights went off "FRIDAY what is going on?" FRIDAY didn't answer after a few seconds

"Stark-Door Sock-_analysis analysis" FRIDAY kept saying random words. Rhodey and Tony started freaking out. FRIDAY didn't stop until the lights turned on

"FRIDAY, what the hell happened?" Tony wanted answers and he wanted them now. After a few seconds he hears an answer

"Hello, Mr Stark" Karen's voice confused Tony even more

"Karen? What's going on? Why are you here?"

"It seemed like FRIDAY's securing code were corrupted, so I took over when she shuted down" Karen sounds a little worried

"What do you mean corrupted?" Karen didn't respond immediately

"FRIDAY has been hacked" When Tony heard that he almost had a heart attack

"Wait, who's Karen again?" Rhodey was even more confused than Tony

"She's Peter's personal AI. She is normally in Peter's room and his suit" Tony didn't want to believe that FRIDAY had been hacked because that meant that someone had all his information about everything "Karen I don't know what you're gonna do, but I need you to get FRIDAY back and I also need the name of the bastard that hurted my baby. While you're at it I need you to call Peter. He's smart enough to help me. Where is his suit right now?"

"His suit is in his room, sir" First Tony's thought: They had Peter

"Wasn't Peter gonna Patroll?" Rhodey knew that Tony was freaking out

"Sir, I think I found an IP address, but I am not quite sure" Tony couldn't believe she found it so fast

"Why aren't you sure?" Tony was trying to calm down

"Only a the most brilliant mind could hack FRIDAY's entire system, but that brilliant mind didn't even thought of hiding. I have the address from the signal came from" Tony was confused but totally relieved

"Rhodey, go get your suit. We're gonna kick someone's ass" Tony was already calling his suit

"Mr. Stark that's not all. The address is the same as Peter's and Harley's address" Now Tony was a hundred percent sure that they were kidnapped

"Kidnapper genius but doesn't cover the basics on hacking. Who the hell are we gonna meet?" Rhodes was so confused about everything that was going on.

When Tony and Rhodey got there, they were totally ready to attack. They were surprised that there was a party in the place. When they came in, literally the first thing they saw was Harley and Peter yelling, laughing and drinking. Now Tony was more confused than Rhodes. They even got more confused when Peter got closer

"Tony! So nice to see you!" Peter just called Tony by his name. Peter was hugging the iron man suit. Harley was next to Peter drinking from a bottle. They both totally smelled like vodka and tequila. What the fuck was going on?

"Did you guys liked our little prank?" After saying that Peter and Harley started laughing

"What the hell?" Tony wasn't used to whatever that was. Rhodey sighted and got out of the suit

"They are drunk" Rhodey said looking at Peter and Harley

"That's impossible. Peter can't get drunk" Rhodey took away Peter's bottle

"Yes he can" Tony got out of the suit and took the bottle. Tony sighted knowing exactly what that was. They were drunk afer all

"So, how's FRIDAY?" After Peter said that he started laughing again with Harley. Now Tony couldn't believe it

"You guys hacked FRIDAY?" Rhodey asked without believing it

"I mean, we're the only ones who can actually do it right" Harley said while laughing. Tony could believe that. Tony's kids, two teenagers, hacked FRIDAY, one of the most secure systems in the world, and they did it at a party completely drunk. Those were the Stark kids

"Ok. Rhodey, you take Peter, I take Harley" Tony said getting into his suit again. When they were in the tower, the boys literally passed out.

The next day, Peter was the first one to get up. His head was killing him. He didn't remember anything of yesterday. When he turned around, he saw Harley sleeping in the sofa of his room

"Harley!" He tried yelling but his head hurted so much

"Don't fucking yell Parker!" Harley felt just as bad as Peter. Then he realized that he wasn't at his house "The hell am I doing here?"

"I don't know. Do you know what happened yesterday?"

"I have no clue" Both kids heard the door opening

"Of course you have no clue" Tony said entering the room. There was a little awkward silence

"I suppose you're gonna tell us" Harley said

"Well. First of all you convinced Peter to take from the bar that asgardian alcohol" Peter blushed "Then you both went to a party and totally got drunk. Wanna try to guess what you did while you were drunk?"

"I probably made out with someone" Harley says with no kind of filter

"Did I beated his ass? That should've been great" Peter apparently was mad at Harley

"You guys are cute. No you didn't do that. That's stuff normal teenagers would do. Both of you hacked FRIDAY" Both Peter's and Harley's mouth totally opened

"We did what? While we were drunk?" Peter was horrified

"We're so badass!" Harley was excited

"Yup. The highest security system created by me. You guys did it. You also made me think you were kidnapped" Peter was gonna die because he felt bad. Harley was gonna die because he felt like a god

"Mr Stark, I am so sorry. I really feel horrible right now-" Peter was gonna continue apologizing, but Harley couldn't let him

"How did you find out it was us?"

"Well Harley. You did hacked FRIDAY, but you forgot to secure any of your information while at it. We found the address and Rhodey and I brought you here"

"Stark you gotta admit. You really have the best hackers around here" Tony laughed while Peter was about to cry

"I am not mad at you. I am really not. You two are my favorite kids. Even drunk you are the geniuses that everyone is talking about. And I know that it is hard for you to have fun"

"Say that to my headache" Peter said with not a happy face

"Amen to that" Harley face wasn't better

"The point is that I was a kid once so I get it. A kid that make so much mistakes. Please be careful when you two hang out. I don't want you guys to get hurt" Tony had a little smile in his face but both kids knew he was worried

"So what's up with FRIDAY?" Peter was actually worried about the AI

"Yeah. That I am not mad doesn't mean you're grounded. You two are not gonna leave the lab till you bring FRIDAY back. I like having Karen around, but I FRIDAY is my AI so you better not fuck it up" Peter and Harley growled at the same time

"You can keep Karen" Peter said hiding under his blanket

"She's nice. I'll get used to her" Harley said with his face under the pillow

The kids did ended up bringing back FRIDAY after their headache was gone. Theu both agreed it would have been a lot easier if they were drunk. But they tried to keep their promise. They didn't get in that much trouble when they hangout. They were good friends and Tony was the good father figure they had in common. Does that mean they were like brothers? They didn't know. They just enjoyed the time they had with each other

#irondad #spider son #tony stark #peter parker #harley keener #jim rhodes #iron man #ironspider #spider man #war machine

[dachi-chan25]

Game of Thrones Season 7 Episode 4 Recap Pt. 3

WARNING: SPOIIIILERS; not a D@€n€r¥$ fan; a hopeless Jonsa shipper.

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Before I go on about Theon/Jon reunion. I’ll retake my point on J0n€r¥$ (this is only my opinion and humble analysis, I have been wrong a lot of times so really if you ship them or read this scenes differently is cool!), like I said I see attraction from D’s side but not from Jon, their interactions on and out of the cave were pretty telling, inside the cave they made progress but again what D wanted was more important than anything else and they ended at odds with each other again. Then when she asks (more like demands) for his advise, he is giving a step forward, but again what she wants is more important. And if D&D were setting a enemies-friends-lovers epic romance things would be different, it is common for this trope having other people interceding for the two sides to see they are not really so different (aka Tyrion,Dadvos,Missandei) that makes them less reluctant to interact with each other, but their interactions in themselves always end on a bad note focusing entirely on what D wants instad of bringing them closer so the audience starts to see them as a Team there is no hope,longing or understanding common to this trope (and listen I know this trope real well, I live for this) at the end of their interactions just plain frustration and annoyance.

Which leads me to the conclusion that Targcest is setting up Targbowl, D is not gonna accept Jon is a Targ, because before her atraction or sympathy for Jon is the thing she wants, and it is already being shown.

6.- Theon an co. arrive, and Jon stares him down immediately, Theon is like oh Jon didn’t know you were here, and Jon doesn’t answer, until Theon asks about Sansa ( we know that is the name that makes Jon do things) and again Jon grabs him by the collar. Now as much as I Love Theon, he did a lot of awful shit to the Starks and no one would blame Jon for wanting to punch him or even scream at him about it, he does none of those things though he says what Theon did for Sansa was the only reason why Jon doesn’t kill him, and wow just wait the fuck up, this thing can’t be brushed off as a coincidence, Jon is clearly being set up against Sansa’s past suitors (and yes Theon was one of them because he had always hoped he would marry him to Sansa so he could be aun official Stark) and judging them on their treatment of Sansa, not only that but the fact that this 2 episodes they’ve been apart Jon and Sansa have mentioned one another, that’s not an accident, I’m pretty sure they will have some kind of romance.

Dadvos gets a close-up after this scene, and I don’t know what to make of it, maybe he is starting to see something there as well as LF, I mean he didn’t see the crypt scene and with Tyrion Jon had his back to him so he didn’t catches his expression, but he did saw him beating up Ramsey and stepping at the sight of Sansa, now again he stops himself from beating up the guy who betrayed his brother and set WF on fire for Sansa… Anyone would be wierded out, or maybe he is just waiting for his moment to speak, he does ask about Theon’s sister, he says she was captured and he came to ask for the Queen’s help to rescue her. Jon says the Queen is not here and he seems annoyed.

7.- Back with Lannister/Tarly convo, Randyll is a disgusting human being suggesting they flogg the soldiers so they go faster, and he is like no bitch my man fought well how about we just ask them to go faster????

Randyll goes to ask them, and Dickon stays with Bronn and Jaime, Bronn is all of us laughing at Tarly junior’s name, Jaime asks if HG was his first battle and what he thought about it, Dickon says it was his first and that it was glorious, but being a greenboy his face gave him away, Jaime is like no really what did you thought about it?, Dickon says he didn’t really want to kill all those people he knew and grew up with, and Bronn makes a joke about shit.

Seems intresting to me they are giving us another reminder of soldiers being human beings, and giving Dickon a bit more depth (he is pretty likable actually, he is kinda adorable) for what is next.

Bron uses his spidey-senses and is like did y'all hear that? And oh boy do we hear it, sounds like a goddamned storm, but it’s really the Dothrakis.

Soldiers take positions, and it really doesn’t look well for the L-T army, they are clearly outnumbered and this remind me a lot to the BoB (I think this is 100% intentional) were the Dothrakis and D are the Boltons.

So yeah the soldiers are ready, nervous but ready when D enters riding ine of her FUCKING monsters, the soldiers, Jaime, Bronn and Dickon (me too) get scared af, and even more when D fires her first Dracarys burning an entire section of the army, it’s horrifying to watch honestly, this battle is not fair in any form or way, actually it could be more accurate to call it massacre.

Now we now every single scene on GoT has a purpose and my mind immediately went to ep 1 and the kind and cool group of soldiers Arya met, and I understood why they decided to cast someone as popular as Ed Sheeran as a Lannister soldiers of all things, to humanize them, mind you their dialogue (that guy who wanted to met her daughter and their general jolly but resigned attitude) was enough to make you think how unfair it is for them to fight other people’s wars, now is no secret Arya is a fan favorite and by being kind to her D&D made them likable when they were really preparing us for this all along, preparing us to see this Poor man dying an awfull death and wonder if Ed Sheeran’s character is among them, or the dude that wanted a pretty daughter to take care of him when he was old but now he would probably never meet her, the dude that offered Arya the first bote of the food and so on) I’m a terribly sensitive person and I cried, because it was awful, monstrous.

Chaos breaks in, everything is burning, and suddenly I realized the carts and barrels full of food were also burning.

Are you FUCKING kidding me???? D is supposedly doing this shit to get food for her people but she just burnt all the food, oh boy she may win this battle but keeps on losing the war, Cersei lost food and man, but so did D, and who needs it most really?

Jaime tells Bronn to go fire the Scorpion (aka the massive crossbow Qyburn made) is no secret I was dissapointed by Jaime’s constant justification of Cersei’s bs, but when I think on it, well he does Love Cersei and it’s hard to think as a monster of someone you are in love with even if this is true, but I think this battle will help Jaime wake the fuck up (maybe when/if he meets Brienne again he’ll finally leave Cersei for good, and I say this not only as a shipper but because Brienne is literally Jaime’s honor), he was heroic in this battle raiding fearlessly through the fieles of fire. Also Dickon was pretty great and saved Jaime once.

Bronn also steps out as the anti-hero he is, honestly one can’t help but cheer for him as he is looking for Drogon so he can’t pierce the monster’s skull. And he ultimately does hurt the gigant lizard, just not enough as to prevent it from burning down the Scorpion (gosh I do hope Maester Qyburn has more of those).

Tyrion arrived with other Dothrakis to watch the scene on oh, his face says everything, this is not what he wanted at all, some random dothraki says his people doesn’t know how to fight and I can’t help but think back on Dickon’s words, he knows some of this soldiers hell! some of them might have even fought alongside him on Blackwater, he sees the food is gone and suddenly there is Jaime, the only sibling who was ever kind to him, the one who saved his life, and really kudos to Peter D. For his acting on this scene.

Things take a turn for worse when Jaime changes at an indefence D Targ trying to take the gigant ass arrow out of the gigant ass wing of her gigant ass lizard with a spear on hand, at this moment Jaime is not thinking, cuz this is not a smart thing to do at all, he is probs remembering Aerys and his burn them all, and he wants to kill the responsible of this horror (not that I blame him, honestly I always thought D was going to die, because of her vision at the house of the undying, but this is the first time I’ve actually wanted her to die which shows the good Job they are doing at making her the villian, like dude she looked like a Villian against the Lannisters!!!!) one thinks he is gonna do it when Drogon gets between Jaime and D, and is ready to roast some golden ass, when outta nowhere Bronn saves him, they are both sinking on a lake and the episode ends.

That’s it til next week (may the gods help me)

#game of thrones #season 7 #episode 4 #recap pt 3 #dachi rambles