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kira-fluff · 3 years

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Heeey!

Saeyoung, Yoosung, Jumin and Zen reacting to to “hotel only one bed” trope ? ♥️

a/n: of course you can lovely! <3 *AHEM* Lemme just say this trope is ELITE and I will NEVER not love it // also, i’m writing it like it’s before they’re dating (OF COURSE) because I want it to be spicy (actually that’s the only thing that would make sense for this prompt but you get my point whatever). ALSO also I’m basing the fancy hotel off my stay at the Ritz Carlton (it was like $25,000 a night) because my grandma couldn’t manage money N E WAYSS. Also, if y’all could let me know whether you prefer Y/N to MC pls lmk k thx

TW: drunk old lady w/no filter, gets pretty suggestive because I couldn’t help myself, an overbearing aunt, savage Italians, and loud hotel neighbor

Note: omfg i accidentally made this so long oh well here’s yo present lmao

“There’s only one bed” PT.1 PT.2

Saeyoung

Getaway missions are mad cool until you can’t sleep

When you finally neared the parking entrance to your hotel you were SO looking forward to taking a nice hot shower before shimming into the covers of your crisp, (clean, you hoped) sheets.

It was past 3AM when Saeyoung finally drove his elegant vehicular device (because what other word is there for it) into a secured parking space

“Because I don’t trust those shady valets, y/n.”

“Whatever you say, Seven”, you replied groggily.

You hauled ass up to the front desk, then to the elevator of the exquisite hotel you were staying at

not that you cared

because S L E E P

but Saeyoung likes to quote Jurassic Park (because of course he does) like “I spare no expense, y/n”

“I’m too tired to laugh”

*gASP*

“Not everyone naturally stays up until the early morning light before going to sleep.”

“It really should become a thing, it’s honestly very iconic of me.” (it’s not)

By the time your conversation ended you were glad to see your hotel number and a little key card slot.

Saeyoung made a show of sticking the key card in like a spy or something

it was funny for normal y/n but not for tired y/n

“Here’s your room, M’lady.”

He held the door open to your room as you looked around the room

a large, lush bed set before a ginormous flat screen TV with complimentary expensive chocolates laid before you as well as complimentary take-home elegant towels and slippers.

suddenly, you heard a knock on the door

blinking in confusion, you opened to see it was Saeyoung

“Um.. hey! What’s up?”

Saeyoung looked a bit bewildered himself before saying,

“Hey, so, I realized my key card was the same room number as yours and I was like ‘That’s weird!’ so I called the front desk who verified that I had placed a reservation for one room, not two, so I hacked into their system to see what went wrong and if I could change it but it looks like they’re completely booked and I think I had made the reservation before I knew that you had to come along and I’m so sorry”

he was breathless after the mouthful he just gave you

As it was 3AM a drunk, old woman was tripping her way to her room and shouted much louder than she should at 3AM, “Kiss her already n’ fuck, ya youngin’s!”

Saeyoung’s hair now matched his face :)

His ears were tipped bright red before coughing awkwardly

“I can sleep on the ground. I’ve done it plenty of times, it’s actually pretty comfy.”

“Um, Sev’ I’m not going to make you just sleep on the floor. If you want--”

“You’re not making me, y/n, I want to do this”

“Actually I think I’ll sleep on the floor, I sleep a lot better on the ground”, you fibbed.

“You’re sleeping on that big ass bed.”

“No you are.”

“If you don’t listen I’ll sleep in the bath tub instead of the floor.”

“Then I’LL sleep outside the room!”

“LIKE HELL YOU WILL!”

“WATCH ME”

the phone rang, a worker politely asking you to quiet a bit down because even with your luxurious privacy walls, guests could still hear you arguing.

Saeyoung began whisper shouting, “Guess that settles it.”

he plopped on the ground, fake snoring with his arm as a pillow

you sighed

“Fine, if neither of us are going to agree to this then we are both going to sleep in this bed.”

Saeyoung blushed lightly at your boldness, a tad worried you’d find him creepy or weird

You started again, beginning to undress a little, causing Seven to yelp in panic and turn around immediately, shielding his eyes,

Now in your tank top and your leggings you’d been wearing under sweatpants and a t-shirt, you said, “I’m gonna go take a quick shower and go to bed. I’m so tired.”

Seven turned around only when he’d heard the bathroom door shut

he sighed, What am I going to do with this girl.

By the time you’d come out of the bathroom, drying your wet hair, Seven was lying on the bed, clad in casual t-shirt and jeans.

“Come on, Saeyoung, you have comfy clothes! It’s okay, change! I’m done in the bathroom now.”

“Nah, this is fine.” This was not fine. Saeyoung was out of his area of expertise of expecting the unexpected because God you were so unpredictable.

“Please” you jutted out your bottom lip in a little pout, being sure to make eye contact with him

Something glowered in his eyes for a split second before he half-smiled saying, “Ah, little Y/n, you know I can’t say no to you when you go all sad on me.”

He stepped into the bathroom to change, but let’s be honest. He was freaking the fuck out.

he covered his flushed face, changing into his soft sweatpants and a cozy sweatshirt. he was scared

the more comfortable he became the more likely he’d accidentally get closer to you and then you’d freak out because you’d hear the sound of his heart beat like it’s a fucking rave concert and then you’d be weirded forever and quite possibly never talk to him again

but on the outside, he stepped out of the bathroom, whipping his phone out with a huge smirk saying, “Smile”

you threw up a peace sign with your tongue sticking out

he laughed before sending it to the RFA chat

707: Sleepover lolol [see attachment]

immediately both your phones blew up with buzzes of notifications from the chat

you laughed lightly, brushing a stray hair from your face to tuck it behind your ear

this was gonna be a long night for Seven.

Zen: UGH get away from her!!!!!!!!!111!!1!!

Jumin: Maybe you should learn to type first.

Zen: shut it cat freak

Zen: seven answer

Zen: hey

Zen: y/n, text “qwerty” if you’re in any kind of danger

Jumin: What a strange code.

You: qwerty :(

707: lololololol

Zen: !!!!!

Zen: ASJDHKJFASHFKJA

Jumin: -_-

Zen: WE NEED A CAR, NO A HELICOPTER im omw!!

You: just kidding <3 i’m fine you guys

707: lololol

Jumin: Have a bit more faith in your subordinates, Zen.

You closed the chat and muted your phone, expecting the incoming argument that was quickly to ensue.

You patted the bed lightly, ushering Saeyoung to lie down next to you.

He obliged, though he politely laid at the far edge of the left side of the bed.

You yawned before shutting the light off and whispering a “good night”.

Saeyoung glanced at the clock. 4AM. Only 15 minutes had passed. You were breathing softly in your sleep within the 10 minutes after you’d said goodnight and here he was still awake.

You suddenly tousled in your sleep, and Saeyoung raised his head, whispering a soft, “Did I wake you up?”

You replied with a soft moan before abruptly turning left onto his corner of the bed and grabbing for the first thing you’d felt -- his torso.

Saeyoung’s breath hitched as he felt you exploring the new found “object”, running your fingers up and down his torso and nearing dangerous areas below

Saeyoung whisper-shouted, “What are you doing?”

He leaned closer to hear your reply, but your only answer was more soft little snores

Saeyoung sighed, trying to lightly grab your wrists without waking you up, and directing toward yourself

no matter how hard he’d try, your arms kept finding his own

your nails would softly ghost over his chest or neck, causing him to shiver and blush profusely

again, he sighed, trying his hardest not to give into your sleepy state

until you broke him with a soft utterance, “Sae....young..”

Saeyoung’s eyes widened to the size of saucers before he dared to look down at you, your hair curling on the bed every which-way.. your mouth slightly agap...

he groaned, his brows furrowed and his eyes shut

at last he slunk his arms around your torso, being sure to respectfully keep them high around your waist

he buried his face in the crook of your neck to subconsciously try to hide his ever growing blush (and erection)

I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this ‘friend’ thing when you’re driving me this crazy, y/n.

You awoke to a sleeping Saeyoung, his toned arms enveloping your small body in a hug

shamelessly, you laid still for a few moments longer.

Yoosung

this bean is lonely uwu

so when he’d invited to you go with him on a trip his uncle had paid for, you felt bad saying “yes” because it’s a paid trip!!

until he begged you because his cousin Chaewon would be there and he was always really pushy and borderline a huge fuck boi

so you conceded

but hey free trip for the both of you minus shitty family gatherings with no one you know, right?!

you hope there’s at least one dog. and alcohol.

dog + alcohol at a party = an actual fun fucking time

you were glad Yoosung was there with you because he honestly couldn’t agree with you more

You opened your beach-side resort room to find there’s only one bed.

Yoosung blanched and quickly dialed his auntie, who’d made the resort reservations

“Ah...hi auntie! Um, how come there isn’t a separate room for me and y/n?”

his aunt cackled into the phone, “Aren’t you an old fashioned little gentlemen!!! Awe~~~ you’ve grown up to be such a good boy! <3 Well don’t worry, I won’t say a word to my sister or your pops. Enjoy the time you have with your adorable girlfriend and get it on a little!! I’ve got condoms if ya need ‘em honey~~ Remember dearie, when the shlong is not covered, the child support better be.”

Yoosung hurriedly hung up the phone, his face completely red, praying you hadn’t heard the conversation that’d just ensued.

You did

but you smile and say, “So.. what’d they say?”

He cleared his throat before saying, “Well, --err.. Basically there’s been a little mishap. B-but don’t worry!! I can just ask Chaewon if I can spend the night in his room.”

“Didn’t you say he leaves a sock on the door handle every time--”

“YES but I want you to be comfortable, okay! It’s really not a big deal.”

You shyly smiled while looking down before softly saying, “You can sleep with me.”

Yoosung’s eyes widened and you quickly looked up, your face flushing to a deep crimson

“I-I-I meant in the bed!!! With me. We can lie together. In the bed---- I mean we--”

Yoosung could practically see the steam coming out of your ears and the room felt a LOT hotter

“S-sure! Sounds great.” he had a feeling if you didn’t agree you’d end up embarrassing yourself further.. and he didn’t want you to feel bad. And he didn’t want those thoughts circulating his mind again.

“Alright, so I’m going to hop in the shower, y/n... unless you want to go first?”

Gulping down some complimentary water you’d found in the hotel mini fridge, you quickly replied with a shake of your head.

Nodding, Yoosung make quick work of washing his hair and trying to give himself a pep talk before he would be sleeping next to you.

Thankful for the big size of the resort bed, you climbed under the covers, already beginning to feel sleep take you

When Yoosung had at last dried himself off and walked out to the bed area of the resort room, he gazed at how small you looked, hugging a soft pillow in your arms, your eyes fluttered shut

He looked away, feeling like a creep.

He shut off the light after making a call to the resort staff to wake him up at 8AM as directed by his uncle’s itinerary

He slid under the covers, shoving a pillow in between the two of you as a little border to separate the two of you

it wasn’t until further in the night when Yoosung had felt a jolt and he looked up in panic, through the blackness recognizing the pillow-border had been cast onto the ground

and even more noticeably, your leg was swung over his hip, your body flush to his own

your arms were snaked around his neck

he felt like he could feel every inch of you

your soft breath just below his ear

your soft .. er.. chest... against his torso

your stomach and .. the rest of it... against his own

Yoosung could not breathe

like someone actually help this man for he is losing oxygen by the minute

He squeezed his eyes shut and make the executive decision to wait it out til morning

he was terrified that if he’d move you, you’d wake up and see just how much you affect him.

And so, when the phone rang that morning, you’d startled, looking up to see your tangled limbs lying on top of his own

“oH MY GOD I’M SO SORRY YOOSUNG UGH IT’S A HABIT OF MINE AHAHHSAHDAJSHS”

he looked at you with eyes that had noticeable circles under them (darker than even after his LOLOL gaming)

“you look like you didn’t sleep much.... --- Is it because of me!? Oh my god I’m so sorry you should’ve just shoved me off or something seriously I didn’t mean to do it on purpose, honest!!”

“N-no, no it’s really not!! I promise!!” He tried his best to grin, though it probably looked like a grimace, because the next thing you said was, “I’ll make it up to you”

“You don’t need to do that. Really, I liked it.”

It took a moment for him to realize what he just said.

“I-I mean I like you! I mean I liked sleeping with you!!! I mean--!!”

Yoosung was quickly spinning circles in his mind

you couldn’t help the little giggle that came out of your mouth, “I guess we’re pretty similar, huh?”

Yoosung smiled lightly, “Yeah, guess so.”

You walked out together toward the breakfast area of the resort

“Hey”, you started, “Is.. Did you mean what you said? About liking me?”

Yoosung glanced away, taking a deep breath before saying, “Yeah, yeah I did. I really like you.”

You couldn’t hold back the big ol’ smile that took over your face as you proudly declared, “Me too!!”

Right when Yoosung was going to go in for a kiss, he saw his auntie suddenly right next to the both of you

“Oh my GOD when did you get here?!”

She smirked, “My question first, dearie, what did you two like?”

Neither of you answered, your cheeks growing red

“You know, the first time your uncle did it with me I felt the same way. Like, what a man! Must run in the fam--”

“OKAY! THANK YOU FOR THAT AUNTIE BUT BREAKFAST IS CALLING MY NAME MM SMELLS GOOD SEE YOU LATER.”

Your blush didn’t leave you as you smeared strawberry cream cheese on your toasted bagel

This trip was going to be very VERY difficult. Thank God there was alcohol. And Yoosung. And probably dogs. And Yoosung.

Yeah.

Gotta love relatives.

Jumin

You received a call from a stern voice you didn’t recognize

<<“Hello. This is Mr. Han’s chauffeur. I’m approximately 6.3 miles away from your residence. Do not worry about clothes or other necessities. All will be provided for you.”>>

“Uh.. thanks? Where....?”

<<“Mr. Han has invited you to join him on his stay at the Ppalgan Vineyard Estates. Have you not received the notification?”>>

You glanced at your phone, seeing two unread messages on your phone.

You read them, feeling bad you hadn’t seen them before.

“Yes, yes of course. Thank you. Tell him I said thank you. Are you sure it’s okay for me to attend?”

<<“Miss Y/L/N, Mr. Han gave me specific instructions to assure you would be able to come with him. I have been ordered to give 2 minute updates following your being picked up. I can assure you, it is his utmost wish that you join him this weekend. I’d be honored to thank him on your behalf, though I feel it would mean much more to him if you said it to him rather than me.” >>

“You’re right, thank you. And thanks for driving me. And for all the other stuff you said”, you replied nervously.

<<”There is no need to thank me, Miss. I am glad to serve Mr. Han in anyway I can.”>>

The call hung up before you could spout out more thank yous

you phone buzzed, startling you.

you clicked the notification

<<(XXX-XXX-XXXX HAN COMPANIES) I’ve arrived at your residence. Let me know if there is anything I can carry for you. Sent 13:52>>

You quickly texted a reply of gratitude before rushing down the stairs out of your apartment, not wanting to make Jumin’s chauffeur wait.

“Good to see you Miss Y/L/N. Is there anything I can get you? I have been given orders to purchase anything you may want or need on our way to the airport.”

He quickly texted something on his phone, presumably a text to Jumin about your safe arrival to his limo.

“A-airport? You mean, like, flying? Are you sure I don’t need my wallet? It’s not too late for me to go grab it, right? I have my debit card on my phone too, otherwise.”

“Miss Y/L/N you are not to spent a single won on this vacation. All is paid for.”

“But my clothes... I don’t want Jumin to have to pay for all new things!!”

"I assure you, money is not something Mr. Han wishes for you to be concerned with.”

You’d stayed silent at that, feeling bad that you’d already bothered the poor man who’d just been ordered to drive you, not reassure you of Jumin’s financial affairs.

You grew quiet, looking out the window as trees, streets, and cars zoomed past you.

“If you so wish, there are numerous meals options in the compartments below the seats as well as alcohol, carbonated beverages and iced water glasses. You are, of course, welcome to any of these. Please do not hesitate to notify me if there is something you’d like instead. We’d glad to make it a regular option in all of our limousines.”

You flushed, embarrassed at the amount of power Jumin’s words, and effectively, your own seemed to have on the entire Han Conglomerate as a whole. You laughed a little, it was funny thinking to yourself that you had so much power as to decide snack options for Jumin’s cars.

Jumin was extra like that, he always went above and beyond to make you comfortable. You loved that about him. It made you feel a little spoiled, so you instinctively rejected most offers at things that seemed to further complicate his worker’s duties.

You had no idea that when the chauffeur had said airport he meant the Han Private Airway Transportation Zone.

As in... private jet.

It was hard not to feel like you were in a whole different world.

Not that Jumin treated you that way... but it was hard not to notice!

You bowed in thanks to the driver before hastily finding your way to the nearest man standing in another black suit, his hands folded together in front of him.

As soon as you uttered your name, his whole demeanor changed and he instantly had gone from cool and collected to humble and overwhelmingly kind.

He’d quickly made his way to the boarding area, escorting you to the jet before leaving you at a polite distance way from Jumin who’d been looking at you from the moment you’d entered the aircraft.

His eyes searched your own as you’d yet to discover his presence

He couldn’t help but rake his eyes up and down your body, admiring the way you could look just in anything.

He at last saw you searching the spacious cabin, at last laying eyes on him.

His heart pounded faster, as if your noticing him made his heart leap in joy

You looked relieved and smiled, running over to him and sitting down next to him

“Hi Jumin!! Oh, should I be calling you Mr. Han? That’s what your chauffeur called you.. sorry if that’s what I should’ve been addressing you as!!”

His deep voice rumbled in your ear, causing you to shudder, “Jumin is fine.”

You gazed up at him through your lashes, noticing the way his perfectly tailored vest made him look so... well... for lack of better word...hot.

“Wow. You look...” Your eyes moved from his hair, to his face, to his neck, to his torso, slowly to his groin, to his legs... before you realized what you’d been doing and quickly your eyes shot up again.

You bit your lip, “You look nice.”

“Nice?”

You laughed shyly, and slightly (embarrassingly) breathless, “Yeah. Yeah you do. Nice.”

Jumin couldn’t help the sly smile he’d been holding back before replying, “You look beautiful.”

You flushed and looked down, squirming in your seat a little before looking at him once more, offering a small, “..thank you..”

After a few minutes of silence, you’d decided to change the subject, chattering on about how you wondered what this mysterious vacation would hold

Jumin couldn’t help is concentration half on every word you were saying, but also your lips. Slowly licking his own, he nodded along when you’d gotten especially enthusiastic, grinning slightly when you’d gotten so excited you’d leapt out of your luxury seat.

Within a half hour of the trip to your destination in Italy, Jumin had trouble concentrating on much else.

Get it together, Jumin, you’re not some fool like Zen.

It’d gotten worse the more you’d leaned further in your seat, your chest becoming slightly exposed

he covered his mouth with a hand, opting for looking out one of the many windows of the jet.

You’d always caught his attention and made him lose his focus -- something he’d never lost before he met you

He blamed the strawberry sent that you’d always carried with you

He wasn’t much for expensive, faux perfume that so many of his father’s skanks would wear... it was like no other.

After a few hours of grueling torture on your part (though you hadn’t know every single time you’d grabbed his hand or arm it’d sent his heart on a sky dive) Jumin was glad to have arrived in the gorgeous Italian acreage of the countryside.

It was even more beautiful at the dusk of night, you’d decided

Immediately a shiny vehicle pulled up, ready to transport you and Jumin to the estate you were to be residing in for the weekend.

Upon pulling into the culdesac, you almost scoffed at the word “estate” -- it was more of a country in and of itself, land stretched beyond what you could see

The mansion itself stood on pillars and high, Gothic windows.

Inside, flying buttresses decorated the building, giving it an elegant and aged ambiance that you just adored

“It’s so beautiful.”

He smiled at you then, watching you take in the wonders he’d realized he took for granted.

He was then directed to a double-door entrance way, “Your room, Mr. Han, Miss Y/L/N.”

“Separate, correct?”

The man stood in surprise, looking slightly aghast, “T-they never specified such details.”

“Contact them immediately to confirm. I’ll work it out from there.”

“Yes, Mr. Han.” From there, the man scurried away to contact the head of the estate.

After a few moments, he returned, “The Rossi Conglomerate had assumed that you’d brought your fiance with you.”

“Did you mention I don’t have one?”

“Y-yes, of course! But, Mr. Han, your father--”

Jumin sighed, “I’ll take care of it.” with a wave of his hand, the man was gone

You thanked him on his way out.

Jumin looked at you, searching for a reaction of displeasure or worry

When he didn’t find one, he began, “I was notified the Rossi had booked their other estates to their American investors. My being here is a formality, but it is business. It would be a great discourtesy to demand--”

You smiled reassuringly, “Jumin, don’t worry about it.. we’ll share the bed, okay?” You held your hand in his own, rubbing soothing circles on his knuckles.

Jumin looked at you, choking on his spit slightly.

“Y/N you do understand that--”

“It’s fine, Jumin!! It’s late already, I’ll just put up my hair.. and.. do you know where the night clothes would be?”

He watched as you fixed a bobby pin between your teeth before running your fingers through your hair, watching as you arched your back to--

“Jumin? ...you don’t know?”

He cleared his throat, looking away, pink dusting his cheeks

“Bathroom.”

You thanked him, unaware of his watchful eyes

It had been a few seconds since you’d entered the bathroom before he heard a loud and alarmed, “..UM....JUMIN...?!”

He’d quickly made his way into the bathroom

“What’s wro--”

He looked and laying on the long granite island of the large bathroom was a silky set of lingerie as well as a note in Italian you couldn’t read.

Jumin’s words stopped dead on his lips as he stared at you, then the silky underwear set, you, silky underwear, you.......silky underwear.

On the outside, Jumin liked to think he came off as calm and collected, saying, “I can get you something else to wear.”

But when he’d made it two steps out of the bathroom he had a little collision. And by collision, I mean his face.. and the wall.

He looked in every drawer, finding nothing. He presumed clothes would be delivered as specified. But it was late already.. their servants are dismissed, only the protective guards surrounded the inside and outside of the estate.. explaining the situation to them didn’t seem very promising.

Of course you were kicking yourself, before you’d found their little....gift... you’d cast your days clothes into the washer. They were probably soaked by now.

Maybe I could use a hair dryer...? Or I could stuff them in the dryer??

Either way you’d be without clothes for.. too long.

And nothing would be greater punishment then showing all that in front of the man you had completely fallen for...

You heard a knock on the bathroom door. You listened from inside.

“Hey, I, uh, couldn’t find anything. Do you think you could wear your clothes from today?”

You whimpered, on the verge of tears, “I already put it in the washer!”

He knocked again, “Can I hand you something?”, he asked, undoing the buttons of his formal shirt.

“C-close your eyes!”

Jumin chuckled darkly before covering his eyes and handing her his collared shirt

“I’d give you the pants, too, but I don’t think they’d really fit you. Could you look at what they’d provided for me? Maybe slip on something from mine.”

“N-no! That’d be even worse for me!! .. and you!” You blushed again imagining him half naked

You hurriedly shuffled through the drawers, but to no avail.

You gulped, slipping on the lingerie to ensure that maybe something would be covered before buttoning Jumin’s formal shirt on you as well.

it was so big it didn’t leave much for the imagination

but you decided through a 10 minute pep talk that you’d suck it up and try your best to make his shirt into a night gown.

You at last stepped out of the bathroom, Jumin’s head shooting toward the sudden noise before taking you in

He could scarcely breathe, much less come up with a coherent sentence

you were in his shirt...

with barely any clothes on underneath

and you looked up at him shyly, biting your lip a little

drawing even more attention to your lips

Jumin had to stifle a groan, opting to head to the bathroom to change

After splashing some cold water on his face in a poor attempt to get his head out of the gutter, he quickly got on his pjs

after you both were ready for bed, Jumin sat on the bed, opening a small novel he’d been enjoying, Anthem.

His attention was immediately diverted from the dystopian fiction when he saw you were stretching

His shirt rode up high as he took in the way the lingerie perfect accentuated your curves, though it didn’t cover much below the waist

Noticing your folly, your eyes widened in shock before you immediately put your hands down

which, just your luck, made it all worse.

the sudden movement disheveled the shirt, causing it to ride down completely on one side, openly displaying the soft brassiere beneath it

Jumin slammed his book so hard it left an echo in the large room.

Great. He couldn’t even make it look like his book was suddenly unbelievably interesting that he just so happened to not take notice of the obvious sight before him.

You blanched, feeling a breeze along your shoulder, gasping before running to your side of the bed and pretending you don’t exist anymore

Meanwhile Jumin is in a c r i s i s

In the most eloquent of words, his mind said holy fucking motherfucking shit oh my God fuck fuck fuck AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH oh my god shit shit shit fuck shit sdfasodjgiajsidogjosdg MALFUNCTION!! WARNING!!!! RUN BITCH!!!

But Jumin didn’t run

because mama ain’t raise no bitch

but also because if he stood up it would be blatantly obvious that he had--

Stop thinking about it, Jumin.

He tried to redirect his mind to his 5 senses, a grounding technique he’d learned when he got too anxious when he was younger

But sight seemed to dominate it as his mind replayed your facial expressions, the way your hands awkwardly tried to cover yourself up, the way you looked the way he’d take it all off---

Oh God. I’m deep in shit.

He had never been so pissed at himself... and embarrassed.

He looked over at you, a horrible decision, really.

You were still awake, your face was redder than the strawberry sent that adorned you

“s-sorry..” you whispered, willing yourself to try to forget, “pretend that never happened..”

Jumin was practically feral and you were saying it never happened?

Jumin couldn’t just pretend he didn’t just see a fucking goddess

but he would for you

“..........pretend what never happened?”

You sighed, a small smile on your face as you quickly turned to thank him

but he was a LOT closer than you imagined

he was propped up on one elbow, looking down at you, his head slightly angled.

And suddenly your faces weren’t so far apart.

And you couldn’t help but slowly close your eyes

Jumin felt confusion when you’d done this

he can be a bit of a pea brain, so he of course said, “I’m sure you’re very tired.”

He shut off the light, reaching over you

You held back the big frown you’d gotten when you realized he’d rejected you

unbeknownst to you that it took everything in him, from the moment he’d saw you in the jet cabin, not to scoop you up in his arms and make out with you the whole way there.

Zen

Was Zen going to invite you to his own fucking tour?

Of course he was

he liked flexing his connections

and most of all, showing you just how much he cared about you

and loved you

but not the love part because God if you ever found out Zen might jump into the nearest body of water and never return

not that he didn’t have any confidence

he has lots of it

but it all kind of disintegrates when he gets to talking about his real feelings

But come on, it was blatantly obvious to anyone who had heckin eyes

or ears

or just any functioning body

the way he’d try to subtly throw an arm over your shoulder

or he’d lean in whenever you spoke

or the way he’d readjust his posture when you walked into a room

or the way everyone caught him staring

like anytime you weren’t looking

or when you are looking because he is “built different”

So the limo ride to the fancy hotel he was to stay at was something that had him looking forward to the tour, but also dreading it

you’d sat close to him in the limo because his agent and other workers were sitting along with him.

So close that your ass got pushed further and further onto his lap

because damn where the fuck are we and why are there so many goddamn potholes

Zen tried to steady you by firmly grabbing your hips

which was NOT the move

because now that you were firmly set on his lap, every bump felt like a fucking war against his hormones.

Like a gentleman, he quickly opted to seat you next to him, not wanting you to feel embarrassed

still, he could feel you being pulled closer to him with every long turn the limo made or every bump or abrupt stop

and it was torture.

like this man is sweating

but by some miracle you arrive at the hotel in one piece! Yay!

but Zen’s soul has left his body~~

so you get set up

You open the room, “Look, Zen! This bed is HUGE!!”, you ran over to it and plopped your face onto the sheets

He chuckled, watching you act like a little kid excited about a hotel for the first time

his brows furrowed when he realized there was no door separator between your rooms

He immediately called the front desk

all you could over hear was “No, there seems to be some kind of mistake”

and “I reserved two rooms -- conjoined”

“Alright, ok. Thanks.” and then he hung up.

“So..” he sighed, “They can’t get another room because they’re completely booked. Someone must’ve recognized the limo and lots of fans immediately bought up all the rooms in hopes of seeing me.”

“It’s alright Zen! I can ask to switch with your agent or something!!”

“NO!” Zen said a little too loudly. “No. Um, look it would be bad because he’s a man.”

“Your a dude, too, Zen.”

“I-- yeah, but that’s different because I’m a guy you can trust.”

“True..”

“So I’ll sleep on the couch, ‘kay?”

“Zen, no! You need your beauty sleep to be ready for your performance tomorrow!!!”

“It’s alright, really!”

“I’ll sleep on the couch!”

“Like hell you will.”

“Please :(”

“Y/N, seriously--”

“Then how about this! You and I just sleep in the same bed!”

Ever the dramatic soul, Zen gasped with his palm over his heart “How SCANDALOUS!”

“Aren’t you supposed to be Mr. Playboy?”

“Only for you, baby”, he winked.

You stuttered, “T-that’s not funny! Seriously don’t make it weird you horn- dog!”

He threw his head back in laughter, “Horn-dog?! I thought you said you trusted me!”

“Not when you’re obviously thinking about doing this and that to me!!”

“Doing this and tha---Hey! Who do you think I am?!”

There was suddenly a loud bang on the wall and a burly man shouted, “GO TO FUCKIN’ SLEEP YOU OBNOXIOUS, SEXUALLY FRUSTRATED LITTLE SHITS!”

You smirked, holding in a laugh saying, “Sounds like your fans are getting jealous.”

Zen’s mouth dropped and you began laughing hysterically

“T-that was like a 60 year old man!”

“I’M 42 YOU LITTLE SHIT”

You fell back on the bed, laughing louder

Zen shouted back, “WELL EXCUSE ME, SEXY, 42 YEAR OLD MAN”

There was silence before a harsh knock sounded at your door

All Zen’s bravado disintegrated and he made a dash for the bed, whispering loudly for you to “Turn off the fuckin’ lights, turn off the fuckin’ lights!”

You stifled more giggles rising up to your throat as you clicked off the light, making sure the room was locked, and climbed into bed

you breathed out your last laughs, sighing to yourself contentedly before noticing the close proximity you were to Zen

You stared at each other for a long moment

You leaned in closer

Zen placed a palm on your cheek, gently cupping it

he softly whispered, “Can I kiss you?”

You answered by harshly connecting your lips

The two of you feeding off each other’s oxygen as Zen bit your lip, causing you to gasp and open your mouth to make way for his tongue

you whimpered, feeling faint from lack of oxygen

the two of you parted, out of breath

Zen wanted to say something smooth like “I’ve always wanted to do that.”

but instead he said “I’ve always wanted to do you.”

He mentally smacked his head, blaming the lack of oxygen for his stupidity

But you smirked up at him coyly, replying, “Then why don’t you?”

Um yeah rip your hotel neighbor he will literally hate both of you so much

I had honestly SO MUCH FUN writing this!! Let me know if you want, like, a part two to this. I think I’d just be so fun lol

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BnHA Chapter 316: We've Had One, Yes, But What About Second Explosion

Previously on BnHA: Deku was all “[powers up like whoa because it’s time to end the fight]”, and he saved Overhaul from getting not-shot, and then smashed up Nagant’s arm with the power of his new rechargeable super knees. Nagant was all “yoooo this kid is crazy strong whaaaat, it’s like he’s some kind of protagonist or something.” Deku was all “I AM A PROTAGONIST, ACTUALLY, DO YOU WANT TO JOIN FORCES AND FIGHT BAD GUYS WITH ME?” Nagant was all “ah shit why the hell no -- ” and then AFO was all “SURPRISE” and everyone was all “?!?!?!” and AFO was all “TIME TO EXPLODE NOW” and made Nagant explode because he’s an absolute fucking dick. And then Hawks showed up, because Horikoshi just wanted to stuff as many plot points as humanly possible into a single chapter I guess.

Today on BnHA: Hawks is all “good job giving motivational shounen redemption speeches Deku but I’ll take it from here” and screams very earnestly right in Nagant’s face until she finally wakes up. Nagant is all “oh hey it’s my successor, you seem surprisingly unfucked-up from your own HPSC tenure, how did you manage that?” Hawks is all “fandom is going to love hearing this one, but basically it’s because I’m very upbeat and also I had the world’s best role model Endeavor to look up to,” and I swear this man stirs the pot on purpose, but damn it I still love him so damn much. Overhaul is all “HELLO AGAIN, JUST A REMINDER THAT, THE BOSS!!” and Deku is all “MAYBE TAKE TWO SECONDS TO REFLECT ON HOW YOU TORTURED A LITTLE GIRL,” which, thank you, lol. Nagant is all “btw AFO’s hiding in a house in the woods”, and so Deku and the gang go to the house in the woods. Video recording!AFO is all “hi I’m AFO welcome to Jackass” and blows up the house. Sometimes I wonder if this manga is just a weird dream.

I am once again reading the Bean version because I think it was actually the best out of all three translations last week. and that is surprisingly including Viz’s. “faux” is not nearly as entertaining as “knockoff”, and also I have literally no idea why Caleb thought Deku was saying the Third’s lines lol

oh hey, Endeavor’s here too! not that you’d ever be able to tell from this first panel lmao

glad you received All Might’s call, mysterious unidentified glowing smudge

oh snap he says he’s weaker in the rain. is that why AFO told Nagant to attack then?? except that as we discussed the other day, I believe that AFO fully intended for Nagant to lose the fight, so him giving her info that would give her an advantage doesn’t really fit in with that. maybe he wanted Deku to be separated from Endeavor and the rest for maximum angst, though

btw Deku’s eyes are unsurprisingly back to the new normal here

alas, the angst continues. I say, pretending like I’m not totally eating it up each and every week and writing essay after essay about it lol

anyway so apparently Hawks can’t actually fly lmao. he was just yeeting himself with style

for some reason this is the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever seen omfg. wave to Hawks, kids! say “bye, Hawks!”

j/k of course Deku is catching them. -- except???

wow so he was just running on fumes there at the end. well, good to know there is actually a limit to his shenanigans, particularly regarding this new “knockoff” 100% OFA. it will definitely not alleviate any of the discourse, but it’s good for my own peace of mind because it’s solid confirmation that he still needs his pals in order to win this thing

anyway, but on to the rest of this conversation, which is basically Deku deducing what we all deduced last week -- AFO implanted some sort of trap into Nagant when he gave her Air Walk. though I’d still like to get the actual details from AFO and/or Horikoshi, because this was particularly wild even by quirk standards lol

omgggggg

she still has a face after all!! so it’s confirmed, Horikoshi has no idea what “blowing up” actually means. we might have guessed, based on what happened to Toga in the MVA arc, and also based on everything Katsuki does ever, but shhh

so now Hawks is all “NAGANT PLEASE WAKE UP, IF I SHOUT MY NAME AT YOU WILL THAT DO THE TRICK”

this is actually kind of touching though because even though we all know (or most of us acknowledge at any rate) that Hawks is a pretty caring person, it’s rare to see him actually panic over someone’s welfare like this

oh shit Horikoshi is really doubling down on it

I wonder how much Hawks knew about what really happened between Nagant and the HPSC. regardless, he probably sees her as a kindred spirit of sorts, and I’m more than happy for Deku to pass the redemption torch onto him now that he’s on the scene. like no offense Deku but they actually know each other and stuff lol

DAMMIT NAGANT CAN’T YOU SEE HOW LOUD HE IS YELLING

apparently being freed from his HPSC shackles has finally given Hawks the space to embrace his own inner shounen protagonist. is there anything more shounen than trying to motivationally scream someone awake when they’re lying in your arms inches from death?? 100% guaranteed to work

!!! IS THIS NAGANT’S POV OMG

SO SHE IS ALIVE. THANK GOD. Horikoshi doesn’t want to meet with my emotional distress lawyer today after all

love how she’s all “just gonna stir up the weekly Hawks Discourse pot here by implying that he probably committed a lot of Atrocities just like I did, so now people can get all hopped up about that, even though there’s no evidence he’s ever killed anyone aside from that one horrible ‘damned-if-you-do...’ situation with Twice.” no one asked for your provocative speculation young lady!! trust me Nagant, our rabbles don’t need the rousing lol

but nice save there with the “so how are your eyes so untainted” well you see it’s because even when he was following the HPSC’s orders he always went to great lengths never to go against his own moral compass. which just to be clear was incredibly difficult, and led to a ton of pain and suffering on his part, because the life of a spy is basically just one impossible situation after another. but in spite of that he never stopped trying to do his best to help people. I don’t really know where this tangent came from or is leading to, lol, but anyway p.s.a. I love Hawks a lot and he’s a good kid dammit

oh shit??!?

how is the League always able to swing all these fancy forest mansions. where do they find them. how many do they have

so Deku’s dropping them -- very roughly, not sure if he was reacting to finally getting AFO’s location, or if his energy really is giving out -- and now Nagant’s saying that AFO hired other villains as well. well of course he did. gotta keep chipping away at OFA’s ninth successor little by little

now Nagant is asking Hawks how he’s able to keep making “that” face. I assume she’s again talking about the fact that he somehow didn’t let the HPSC wear down his spirit

oh my god???

thanks for stuffing this chapter to the brim with good nutritional Hawks Feels, Horikoshi. what a good. he just keeps on trudging forward undeterred no matter what bullshit comes his way. what a steadfast little guy. I WILL PROTECT YOU FROM DISCOURSE MY SWEET SUNSHINE

lmaoooo

“SPOTTED THIS DUDE JUST CHILLING OUT THERE ON THE ROOF WITH NO ARMS, SEEMED PRETTY SUS” good job Endeavor

anyway so you don’t really need me to tell you that Overhaul is immediately starting in with the “BUT THE BOSS WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO TAKE ME TO THE BOSS YOU PROMISED YOU WOULD TAKE ME TO THE BOSS” stuff again. but I will go ahead and tell you anyway. so yeah. he’s doing that

OMG YOU GUYS LOOK AT DEKU’S “of all the fucking assholes to just randomly drop in on my life once again why did it have to be you” FACE THOUGH, OMG

fun fact, if you go back to chapters 124 through 160, there was an entire story arc where Overhaul imprisoned and tortured a little girl. yeah, I know!! suuuuuuuuper evil. anyways just an interesting little anecdote for you all that’s somewhat relevant to the current situation

OMG, YES. FUCK YES, DEKU

THEN WHAT ABOUT SPARING ONE FOR HER!!! YES!!! EXACTLY!!! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, SOMEONE GETS IT

HERE’S THE PANEL OF DEKU SAYING THE EXACT SAME THING I’M SAYING LOL

(ETA: so apparently there’s some discourse about this because some people are interpreting this as Deku saying “you should apologize to Eri”, which would obviously be a terrible idea even if Overhaul actually wanted to do that, because Eri shouldn’t ever have to see him again. however I just want to point out that there is a HUGE difference between saying “it would be nice if you could direct that feeling of regret/being sorry towards Eri as well”, vs saying “you should also apologize to her.” all Deku is doing is rightfully pointing out that Overhaul has hurt way more people than just his boss, and if he really is remorseful, then he should extend those feelings of remorse to Eri and the rest as well. it’s not a directive to take any specific action, and I’m 1000% sure no one at U.A. would let Overhaul within 100 miles of Eri ever again.

tl;dr “try feeling remorse sometime” =/= “do you want me to fly you over to U.A. right now to surprise the little girl you traumatized”, lol.)

[slings an arm around Deku’s shoulders] you’re a good kid. I like you. I don’t know if I tell you that enough, but it’s true

meanwhile here is Overhaul’s “spare... a thought... for Eri...???????” face sigh

the struggle is real y’all

(ETA: and that’s... the last we ever saw of Overhaul, I guess? well all right then. I assume Deku will make good on his promise, so we know he’ll get that little bit of closure before going back to jail or whatever, and I confess I’m more than fine with leaving the rest of it open-ended, especially given his character’s history. I think this was pretty generous all things considered.)

lmao holy shit

All Might what did you do to those tiki torch guys?? did you thrash them. did you give ‘em those hands. did you deliver their own asses to them complete with a sticker reminding them Amazon Prime Day is on June 21. we missed out goddammit

so Endeavor, who wasn’t the one he was asking, is telling him that they captured (well let’s be real, Deku captured, give the credit where it’s due) Nagant and Overhaul. and so I guess they’re going to take Nagant to the ER now

fire is no one’s weakness

-- oh my GOD I scrolled down and audibly gasped

[is politely but firmly approached and asked to remove my arm from Deku’s shoulder by the physical manifestation of all this Dekuangst] “we’re sorry, he’s not allowed to have visitors right now” oh shit, my bad. [goes to stand behind a police barricade]

lmao what. did you run out of room on the previous page

what an exaggerated fade to black lmao

-- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I actually can’t see what he’s reacting to so maybe I’m just seriously jumping the gun here lol, but THE HELL WITH IT. the next panel appears to be a cut to Haibori Forest, so I’m just gonna go ahead and declare that Deku ran off on his own all wounded to go have more Dekuangst, just like I manifested. now go call Katsuki goddammit

[scrolls three more inches down] oh

yeah so like I said, Deku is walking very slowly a few feet in front of Endeavor, who’s telling him to wait up. yep. we’ve all gotta be so careful to not just jump to conclusions. I know we’re excited but still

anyway, so! welcome back to Mt. Lady and Kamui Woods (ARE YOU GUYS DATING) and Edgeshot! have fun walking into this obvious trap lol

dammit Deku why are you so determined to tempt fate

[monkey puppet meme faces]

OH MY GOD THIS IS PURE GRADE-A CHEESY COMIC BOOK VILLAIN 101 SHIT AND I’M HERE FOR IT

that’s such a weird way of clapping who claps like that

unlike certain other people who shan’t be named, AFO doesn’t feel the need to inexplicably take his shirt off when recording sinister villain monologues. I think we’re all pretty grateful for that

high fives to everyone who called it!! yep yep

anyway so this whole scene has major booby-trap vibes, which I’m enjoying immensely even though I don’t think anything is really going to come of it lol. probably just another long-winded AFO Speech. but wouldn’t it be funny if like the ceiling started lowering down to try and squish Deku afterwards lol

(ETA: well the explosion was still pretty funny too ngl.)

ffff

[“Dekuangst is the trap” intensifies]

anyway so yeah. he’s just hitting up all of his usual villain talking points. we get it, you’re so smart and you see right through the thin veneers of society and people who don’t conform are left to fend for themselves and labeled as villains and history is written by the victors, and blah blah blah dude are you just jumping randomly from one soundbyte to another lol. literally what are you talking about. what does this have to do with you blowing up Nagant

-- holy shit??

[”Dekuangst is the trap” intensifies MORE?????]

LOL WHAT

BRO. WHAT IS WITH YOU. DON’T YOU KNOW HOW TO LAY ANY OTHER KIND OF FUCKING TRAP GOOD LORD

“YOU’RE NEXT” THE CALLBACK?? THE PARALLELS?? THOUGH WHEN ALL MIGHT POINTED HE MADE IT LOOK WAY COOLER. AFO’S POINTING JUST LOOKS LIKE SMOKEY THE BEAR

HAS ANYONE CHECKED IN ON KAMUI WOODS I HEAR HE IS WEAK TO FIRE?? THE ONLY ONE WHO IS, APPARENTLY

r.i.p. to this particular forest mansion. don’t worry they have a ton of backups

remember last week when I said maybe AFO thinks explosions are gauche. well never mind. he fucking loves explosions

anyway so that’s the end of BnHA, everyone. hope you enjoyed. it was a good ride while it lasted. see you all, good luck in your travels

#bnha 316 #hawks #takami keigo #lady nagant #midoriya izuku #all for one #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #manifesting 317 opening with a slightly modified version of my previous fantasy scenario lmao #'WHADDYA MEAN THEY BLEW UP THE NERD'#that's *his* job #sorry lol I kid I kid

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First of all give Gwen a good belly rub and a kith om her head. I bet she is a good girl. Also, I don't know what kind of force bond thingy is this but you and I think in almost the same wa. No worries me likey!

AAA I was thinking about Fennec too! See told you we are connected,

Boba having grandpa moment sksksks but yes, he loves Fennec as much as he loves you,

Also, for the love of God, don't ask him to take photos of you,

All your selfies with him end up looking like this 😐Boba 🤗You,

Boba was feeling extra and bought two diamonds collars, one smaller for Fennec and a bigger one for you,

If, he was not a crime lord and didn't meet you he would end up being like a crazy old cat lady,

Is your head okay? It must be painful to have a brain the size of the universe.

Yes, yes, yes Paz definitely helps hurt animals and went out of his way to get rhe right diploma for that,

Din is butthurt when children flood him with question when will Mr Paz come again,

But he swallows his pride and totally participates in eco wokness classes,

Recently I watched a documentary on YouTube about japanese bunny cafe sooo

Paz has also area for the rabbits in the restaurant???

One day on his way to work Paz came across a pupper in distress and he performed a cpr on the dog, someone filmed it and it went viral,

You were scrolling through Instagram and had to double take

Wait was it? No it can't be

Omg Paz my hero, being friends with animals like a Disney princess,

I need you to lay down, your back must be hurt as well. Hurt from carrying this AU on your back queen.

Space themed room for Grogu 10/10 idea and your idea for the metal ball works so well!

Grogu + Din + Running = one day you end up tending to your boys, there are some scratches on their knees and elbows, but mostly Din took the damage(like it was bound to happen there are compilations of din landing on his butt),

Grogu's stroller must be made out of some, really resilient material (beskar??),

Grogu being freaked out by Fennec, like he sees a kitty but the kitty behaves like a doggo??? (srsly Maine Coons are the best high five bestie),

Boba tried to snap a pic of Grogu and Fennec, yeah, we know how it ended up looking,

Grogu desperately tries to steal and sneak in snacks for uncle Paz' pupper because it's so tiny, must feed it a lot! (oh bless his poor soul, little angel),

You and Din spent a whole day shopping for a space themed blankie, literally went to every shop possible, you were too dedicated to the cause but you ended up placing an order on-line,

When Boba had to go abroad for business, you settled on having a FaceTime date,

You wanted to surprise him so he would try his best to come back home as soon as possible,

You call him up appearing on his screen, wearing his favorite lingerie,

Only to end up to a close up of Boba's forehead and him saying

Princess I can't see you, can you hear me, baby girl are you there??,

Srsly what's wrong with him not being able to use the technology correctly,

You decided on sending him pictures, yours were really spicy, you wanted to show him what he was missing,

Well, he send you a pic too. You weren't sure if it was his arm, leg, or his dick.

Maybe you need to check if his camera is stuck on some type of foggy filter because it's just ridiculous at this point,

Sorry I kinda went all of the place with those. If you want to stick up to specific theme you can choose! Or we can just keep up the random brainstorming - 🐣

Kajdksmskaksb stop! You can't be this nice to me lmao. (Also its funny you mention that my brain must hurt bc I do have chronic headaches and migraines) oh and Gwen says thank you for the belly rub and kisses.....

Lmao Boba is a total grandpa when it comes to technology

He totally takes pictures for you like this

Diamond collar you say 👀👀👀 (Boba's princess is totally inscribed on the inside)

TRYING TO FUCKING FACETIME WITH BOBA OMFG

This man is just fuckinv holding the phone like you would when speaking on the phone, you're just seeing the side of his head

He totally tried to send a disk pick but he only got his thigh and like part of his left ball in the picture, not that you can tell

How the fuck does this man have a phone that has the ability to take pictures as good as the best cameras out there manage to only get pictures that look like they were taken with a flip phone?!?!?!

Din's students definitely ask every day when Paz is coming, they just love him and it takes sssoooooo long for him to come back lmao

Paz's restaurant has places for all types of animals, it doesn't matter what they are he has thought of something for them, and he has food for all of them

Paz totally accidentally becomes viral and gets interviewed by so many news channels, and of course he uses the exposure for good and makes an Instagram to show case the restaurant, his organization, and all of the charities he helps

The Instagram blows up and becomes verified and all the money he makes from it he donates to a new charity each month

(He starts hanging up all the fanart he receives all over the restaurant, especially the ones done by kids)

Ok so Din coming home just covered in scratches and your just like 'wtf happened?!?!!'

Turns out Grogu tried to jump out of the stroller while he was jogging and he had to catch him

Din's entire arm and knee + part of his cheek are just scratched to hell, Grogu hand has a small scratch and he's acting like its the end of the world

Grogu + Fennec = over protective pet and the child that it protects

Fennec is constantly pulling Grogu back from trouble by biting his pants leg

Paz's chihuahua (aaaahhh we need a name) loves abusing Grogu's feeding them habit, constantly begging for food around him and he A L W A Y S finds a way to give them some even if you are watching him like a hawk

Also I raise you, Grogu's favorite movies and TV shows are Star Wars

You are constantly trying to convince Din that he looks like Pedro Pascal, but he always deny it

Jokingly one day you say, "you know what you're right Din, Pedro is so much hotter."

He pouts for the rest of the day

For his bday you get Grogu a Luke figure and post it to Twitter, Mark Hamill sees it and retweets it telling him happy bday and may the force be with you

Grogu totally flips out in excitement

Din makes Grogu his own mandalorian helmet that he helps him paint what colors he wants

Paz gets Grogu a telescope and a book about stars

Boba of course spoils the kid and gets the giant lego star wars sets, as well as one of the actual blasters used on set of the OG movies (its one of the ones that that really cool green bounty hunter used 😏)

Also this is us:

Anyways, sorry I was all over the place, I just got so excited lmao!!!

(Send me THOTS!!)

#🐣 anon #modern au #din djarin x reader #din x reader #boba fett x reader #boba x reader #paz vizsla x reader #paz x reader

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OOC Q’s!

1. What do you want to get out of playing this character(s)?

I mean, I get enjoyment out of playing any of my chars, so that’s probably my main motivation.

2. Describe your character(s) with three words.

Protective, troubled, tired

3. What made you decide to write this muse?

I’ve been writing her since I was 16 and I adore her, she’s a dumbass, she’s dealing with a whole lot of shit, and I kinda relate to her in some aspects. There’s different versions of her, and I really like this one I’m writing here in TI.

4. If you could change one event in your muse’s life (in their main or canon verse), what would you change?

The disastrous relationship that she now has with her daughter. If Booker had managed to kill the witch that cursed Philippa, the girl never would’ve become bitter and dangerous. Booker feels terrible because she believes it is her fault that her daughter turned out to be a monster, but in other universes they have a real good relationship, with Booker being a queen and Philippa as the spymaster of the court. I miss them being okay with each other, they were an unstoppable team (and Zara was alive too!)

5. If you could tell your muse one thing, what would you tell them?

“I adore you and I feel bad for all the terrible, terrible shit I’ve put you through, but holy fucking shit woman, you always get away with everything. I’m surprised you haven’t been punched in the face more often. You’ve done stuff here that makes me damn mad, pls learn to be better.”

6. If you could give your muse one gift, what would you give them?

A kitten. Crazy cat lady can always have more cats around.

7. If you had to take one positive thing away from your muse, what would you take away?

Her protectiveness. What would Booker be without her desire to keep others safe? Just a selfish, angry drunk. If she lost that aspect of her personality she’d be lost, she’d be nothing.

8. If you could “borrow” one aspect of your muse and apply it to yourself or your own life, what would you borrow?

Gimme those mma skills plz omfg. How AWESOME would it be to have those fighting skills!? They could be so useful.

9. Do you genuinely want your muse to be happy? What do you think would make them most happy in life?

I want this idiot to be happy, she’s an ass sometimes but she deserves happiness. I know she will probably never admit it, because she wants to believe she doesn’t need anyone else in order to be happy, but boy is she lying hard to herself. She’s pretty traditional in some senses, and honestly? All she wants is a family, even if she keeps saying that she does NOT want kids. She wants a house in the woods or the beach, a wife, kids and a whole lotta pets. It’s not super exciting, but that’s the whole point! With how rough and crazy her life has been, she craves nothing more than a little stability and just a very simple life.

10. Do you enjoy putting your muse through angst? What do you think would break their heart the most?

I do enjoy it sometimes cause a little angst is always necessary to make things fun imo, but I don’t want her character to always revolve around angst, or constantly be part of super angsty situations, I like to mix things up. Being unable to protect others is the one thing that will definitely break her heart, mostly because her being unable to protect others in the past has cost lives and her daughter’s well-being. She feels it’s her duty to keep her loved ones safe no matter what, and if she is unable to protect them she feels as if she’s failed them, creating a feeling of worthlessness. It’s kinda what happened to her when she lost her eye, she became unable to fight, so she had no idea what to do, how to help others or keep going so she just… pushed everyone away and vanished. Was it right? Nope, she fucked up big time. Is she ever going to admit she did something bad and hurt lots of people she cared about? Also no, she’s tired and done but she’s still goddamn stubborn.

11. What do you love about your muse?

How goofy she can be, despite everything she’s been through. Yeah, she can be grumpy and mean as hell sometimes, but she still has a side of her that’s super sweet and fun and sooooo loving.

12. What do you hate about your muse?

She needs to stop being so stubborn. This woman will never admit she is wrong and will ALWAYS play the victim. Sometimes I feel like she really needs to grow up.

13. What about your muse amuses you?

The amount of shit she’s been through. Her poor body doesn’t have more space for scars, and yet she keeps on being an angry hothead that seeks fights, despite being tired and super done with everything. I’m surprised she’s been able to go on this long. Right now the fire that made her fight for important things has waned and died out, so now she mostly just gets into senseless bar fights.

14. What about your muse makes you sad?

Her own family hates her guts, except for Lys, and she lost the one person who loved her the most. Her mother treated her like shit all her life, and when Booker finally ran off and found someone who truly loved her, who made her feel like she belonged, this person died. She has lost way too many people, and she grew up hearing how terrible she is and how she doesn’t deserve her wings. She’s excellent at hiding it but BOY IS THIS WOMAN’S SELF ESTEEM LOW.

15. How would you describe your muse to someone about to meet them, in person, for the first time?

“You are gonna recognize her immediately. Tall, with a thick accent, and a mane of red hair. Seriously, it’s like she got pulled out of a Vikings episode or something. Don’t mind her humor, she’s a bit awkward but she’s fun to have around.”

16. Would you like your muse as a person if you met them in real life?

I think I’d have a crush on her if I’m being completely honest. Now, if I got to know her better? Idk, she’s intense and I’m way too lazy, but I’d think she’s cool.

17. In what ways are you better than your muse? In what ways are they better than you?

Im not a hothead like her, or egotistical and violent, so I guess I could say I’m better at handling my emotions than her. Booker is wild, a bit unpredictable and super volatile, I’m glad to be the opposite most of the time lol. Now, she’s better than me in the aspects that she can fight really damn well and I’m barely a yellow/white belt in karate, she can also cook really well while I’m here burning boiled water, among a LOT of other things, because this woman has been around for 400 years and knows how to do many things.

18. Why do you think you connect to your muse?

Well, unfortunately we share something that I definitely wouldn’t have added if I knew it was gonna happen to me too later on, cause it brings back a lot of pain. We recently lost a family member at the hands of someone violent and dangerous. We have to live on with that loss, knowing that the person who killed our family member is still out there, living. It hits way too close to home, and I don’t think I’d ever be able to explain the level of anger and pain I feel with words, so I get how Booker feels, I get why she is angry, why she is drunk, why she feels helpless and has zero fucks to give now. It is something so deeply personal, so wild to people who haven’t experienced something like it, and like… it hurts, a lot, but here we are, still existing, still going on, and trying to make damn sure we keep the memory of those we lost alive.

19. What aspect of your muse’s personality is most important to you? What aspect of your muse’s personality do you think is most important to them? Is it the same? Why or why not?

I think the most important aspect of her personality is her protectiveness, and she’d probably say the same. Booker lives to protect others, in the other places I wrote her she was a Queen, and a really good one might I add, because she was fiercely protective of her people and her family. Booker is a guardian, that’s her whole thing.

20. Has your character(s) changed over the time that you have been playing them? How have they changed?

I actually started writing the accent™️ now, so that’s new. Other things that have changed is her personality in general, she’s a bit shyer than before, overall the things I’ve changed are just small details that probably aren’t very recognizable, with the exception of a few bigger details. She’s also drinking a bit more, it’s starting to become a problem. She’s not doing great, but she’s good at hiding it (kinda?). She’s also a little more aware of what she wants in life right now, her views on some things have changed. For example, before she left, she just craved adventure and an exciting life, I decided to change this, now she wants simplicity, she wants a family. She is not the same person she was before I took a break from TI, and the changes will begin to seep out slowly.

#theinstitutetask #tw: death #tw: alcohol #proceed at your own risk

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magaprima · 4 years

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Part 3 Episode 8

Wait SABRINA IS TRAPPED IN THE STONE IN BETWEEN LILITH AND LUCIFER. PARENT VIBES AGAIN?? LIKE GO TO HELL LUICIFER, BUT I’M HERE PARENT VIBES FROM LILITH. So they’ve all be trapped there decades apparently? And Sabrina has gone back in time to save herself? Wait, they’re stuck in a loop? Wait, what’s HAPPENING???

So lots of time has passed and now Sabrina is free she’s finding hell in chaos, because in the story at the beginning we’re told the Pagans fought off caliban an took over earth for themselves and everyone is dead?

Hell was invaded by the archangel michael and all the devils are gone and everything’s gone to shit and Sabrina is walking around where everyone is fucking dead, including Salem.

But not Ambrose he managed to make a safe haven out of the Kinkle mines. He still has the time egg so we might be able to undo all this I think

Ooh big confrontation with Blackwood, but I’m less enthused about this episode because Lilith, Zelda, Hilda aren’t alive at this point, so it’s just Sabrina fighting alone and I always find that less entertaining for me.

And now Blackwood has snapped the necks of Sabrina and Ambrose but oh no he’s not he’s trapped in a dream by Batibat because Sabrina released her on him. Nice tactic

So Sabrina has done a Back to the Future and is warning everyone to fuck off quickly before Blackwood arrives

Also Sabrina is realising Hell is pulling her away from what matters so maybe Lilith’s unborn child shall rule unchallenged? That would be nice

Zelda has been saved and has woke up and apparently has the answer to everything. But Hilda hasn’t resurrected from the Cain Pit and Zelda is insistent because she’s seen the future and knows Hilda lives

EVERYONE IS AROUND THE CAIN PIT CALLING ON THE TRIPLE GODDESS AND IS SAYING THAT SATAN IS A LESSER GOD, THAT THE TRIPLE GODDESS IS THE ULTIMATE DEITY OMG YES. wait, hang on zelda, Lilith told you Satan wasn’t a God. So don’t say this is new info. Yep, they’re calling on Hecate, the ultimate of Witch Goddesses. I am loving this scene because it’s the magic I was raised with and I am LIVING for it.

Zelda is asking for powers from Hecate rather than from Satan! OMFG she’s game changing. I am loving this because it’s saying witches were blinded by Satan’s trickery and promises and turned their back on Hecate, the original one to give them power and I am just YES I AM HERE FOR THIS. I think even Lilith is here for this, especially as I headcanoned that my Lilith got her powers from Hecate and not Satan, so this fits in VERY nicely with my headcanon theories

Sabrina is defending Ms Wardwell about the shooting Zelda thing, so I think she presumes that Lucifer was involved,

THEY’RE PUTTING ALL OF GREENDALE UNDER A SLUMBER SPELL LIKE FREAKING SLEEPING BEAUTY

So Robin has brought Mary to the Pagans for the sacrifice, but I suspect, since he was just with Sabrina etc, this is all a trick

Mary is calling out a lot of religious christian stuff much like the scottish policeman did in the Wicker Man. I feel this is too much of a reference not to be on purpose. And now Mary is being eaten by the Green Man, absorbed. But I’m not buying any of this. I don’t think it’s really Mary

The Green Man is rotting because that ain’t no virgin. So it’s not Mary. Ah, it’s the disease and decay witch!!! Glamoured as Mary. And Sabrina wiped the real Mary of the memories she was given and the whispers she was given by Lucifer

Zelda sending everyone to drive every last Pagan Monster from the place. The coven are going crazy for it. Having a grand old time

Hilda has caught up with the woman who turned her into a spider and caused her to kill Dr C. So she’s made the poppet and she is going to torture the fuck out of her. You go, Hilda, you go! And then she snaps the bitch’s neck.

Omg, Prudence just full on killed the God Pan. Hardcore

The Aunts getting upset about Sabrina having to be Queen of Hell.

OMG SABRINA HAS GONE AND SAVED HERSELF FROM THE TIME LOOP SO THERE’S TWO OF THEM. SHE’S GOING TO HAVE ONE IN HELL AND ONE ONE EARTH???

I feel this second power-hungry Sabrina is gonna be the daughter Lilith never had, haha.

‘Lilith in your last act as Regent, will you prepare our young Queen?’ Last act as Regent, but definitely not last day in power.

DR C IS ALIVE. HILDA DIDN’T MURDER HIM. SHE JUST COCOONED HIM.

However, Dorcas and Agatha are both dead. Prudence found them butchered in a cupboard. The poor woman is broken and she thinks if she’d killed Blackwood instead of bringing it back none of this would have happened, which is true. NONE of it would have happened, because Lucifer couldn’t have jumped. She blames Ambrose because he’s the one that stopped her killing him

So now Zelda is running the Order of Hecate. And Mambo Marie says there’s a bigger evil coming and they need to prepare to fight it. Zelda just asks if that means she’sn staying and then they snog.

‘you’re the glory and pride of satan, the face of the hell bound hordes. Strike down your enemies by tooth and by claw, bathe your skin in their blood. Every Queen must be made battle ready, every girl must prepare for war. Gird your loins, let nothing touch you let no MAN hold power over you. And when they cry out for mercy, the Moringstar must show them none’ Lilith is telling Sabrina while she gets her ready for her coronation. This sounds more supportive than resentful and like she’s teaching her. I’m hoping this means that we are going to continue the Satanic Godmother role thing, especially as Lilith is getting her ready in a very gentle way. There’s definite maternal energy there which I HOPE gets explored

“Your crown and throne await you, first lady of pandemonium, maiden of shadows, behold the Queen, Sabrina Morningstar” Sabrina puts her hands on her shoulders there and it’s all touching and tactile and there’s definitely something supportive and familial there. And Lilith is carrying Sabrina’s sibling, so that does make them family officially now. Now THAT part I like.

But I do think having two Sabrinas is a major cop out from the writers. Also Lilith has way better hell fashion going on. And I don’t like the implication that this means we’re not going to have hell in the show anymore, which means we won’t have Lilith in the show anymore, especially as Sabrina openly said ‘we’ll never see them again. Lucifer, Lilith, Caliban....who needs them?’. Well, I need them. One of them. Bring them back.

But then Sabrina has created a time paradox so shit will hit the fan hugely. So I imagine Lilith will have to sort shit out again. Ambrose is like what if the aunts find out but Sabrina says they never go to hell. He says what about Lucifer and she says he’s such a narcissist he won’t notice and then Ambrose has the killer argument

‘What about Lilith? Lilith notices EVERYTHING’. He’s not wrong. Sabrina even admits it

“Lilith could be a problem, yeah....”

So I presume that means Lilith is gonna be back

Sabrina 2 is being crowned and Lilith and Lucifer do look like parents waiting for her. But they kind of are, because this is secondary sabrina, she’s the Morningstar, not the Spellman so....? But Lilith is so going to notice this isn’t the usual Sabrina. Sabrina-obssessed with her mortal friends- Spellman spending 24/7 in Hell? Yeah Lilith is gonna click

And now Blackwood is doing something with Agatha and his kids, because Agatha apparently isn’t dead. Wait he’s summoning ELDRITCH HORRORS TO USE HIM AS THEIR VESSEL??????

the beginning of the end? The end of all things??? Right, Lilith, get that fucking mark off him right the hell now

#caos spoilers

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roccoroks · 6 years

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VOLUME 5 DAG POST SO ANOTHER ROD RUN HAS COME AND GONE AND IT HAS LEFT ME IN THE WAKE OF DISGRUNTELED GUEST OVER PARKING , ROOMS WITH BROKEN REFRIDGERATORS AND SEVERAL LOST ITEMS IN NEED OF BEING RETURNED TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS. SEVERAL THINGS HAPPENED THIS TIME AND I WILL TRY AND KEEP THINGS AS STRAIGHT AS MACH STYLES SEXUAL ORIENTAION SO BARE WITH ME! It was your typical rod run this spring in that there were classic cars as far as the eye could see, toilets were overflowing with the stench of nearly dead guests last dinners from the golden coral and I for the first time in 3 years had the day off to enjoy ………at work……even in my down time I have to come here….sux. The time is 4:30 pm, it officially hawt as bawls outside and im watching the desk while my new manager “monty” dips out for a bite to eat. The door opens and im faced with a loud, demanding, hateful women from PA….so a normal woman from PA….who is mad about parking. Me: *gee, I really hope the next 30 mins goes smoo….. WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SMELL! IT REEKS OF BITCH!* CLAB: *Crazy Loud Ass Bitch* umm….theres a man outside that’s saying that if I don’t move my car then he will have it towed or he will park his truck in front of it until Monday and called me a bitch……(ME: honestly I stopped paying attention to her at this point)……or im going to call the cops. Me: *fuck you karam, just because I like to rub vasoline all over my butt cheeks and press it against businesses plate glass windows in downtown under the cover of darkness, I have to deal with this?* CLAB: so…..what are you going to do about it? Im paying 175.00 a night and I feel I should beable to park where ever I want! Me: *you are the same bitch from last year aren’t you…* mam im really sorry about this but during the rod run we have over 5000 people and cars come into town and parking can get a bit limited. CLAB: WELL DON’T YOU THINK THAT’S NOT MY PROBLEM? Me: *oooooooh so we are going to go down this long road of stupidity?* like I said, mam, parking can get a bit hectic during these shows and we expect everyone to govern them selfs. CLAB: look you NEED to go out there and talk to this man or im going to report you to your manager. Me: *ah hellnah! Bitch you did not just…….. >.> i cant believe you just...how dare.....i may pee on you* Me: ok, lets go *get this over with* *we both walk out to the parking lot where im am greeted buy a mid 40’s male who knows me from years of rod runs and he seems to have been drinking and is in no mood for this ladies bullshit, I know because he says so in this dialog ^.^ * CLAB: this is the guy that spoke to me like I was trash Me: *because you do infact smell of a garbage bag filled with diapers that someone threw up on and set on fire....because thats what bitch smells like* DD: *drunk dude* look I never said any of that shit to you, your just making it up Me: but we haven’t even discussed what you said yet….never mind, look, why is it a problem for her to be parked here CLAB: *interrupts* oh there’s no problem, he just wants this parking spot to himself DD: look, my tools are in my truck and I need to work on my car and I don’t want to have to walk across the parking lot to get my tools every 5 mins Me: *and a long stager it must be 25 feet away! Beside, had you bought a ford instead of that rolling shit box you call a nova that’s more rust that nova, this wouldn’t be a problem* CLAB: that’s not my problem , I need a parking spot and this one was open Me: *5 points to bitchindore!* DD: MY GD CHAIRS WHERE IN THIS SPOT SAVING THEM FOR ME AND YOU JUST…..JUST…..MOVED THEM! LIKE THEY WERE NUTHIN! Me : *shee-took-yur-churrrs! * CLAB: well they were in the way! DD: iv had just about enough of your shit! ME: HO HO HO HO HO HANG ON A MIN! *yelling louder that both of them to convey my point* NOW LOOK, last year I put up two signs and handed out two flyers to ALL of my guests, including you, that 1. Trailers are no longer to be parked on site and 2. That chairs could no longer be used to save parking spots, meaning first come, first park no exceptions! DD:…….. I forgot about that, you did do that CLAB: *shoots a look of “take that bitch” Me: *looks at clab* I also told you on Tuesday when you checked in that this would happen with parking and that you would need to get a spot early to AVIOD THIS! CLAB: I don’t think that’s my problem do you? Me: *omfg if you say that one more motherfucking time* YES, yes it is your problem when I looked right at you and warned you this would happen and you ignored it! Is like I said “hey this coffee is hot, don’t pour it all over your face ok” and you did it anyway and couldn’t figure out why it hurt. CLAB: I just don’t see how this is my problem Me: * o.e there is a special place in hell for people like you! Its called florida* I honestly don’t know what to say. DD: I don’t know why this is such a problem, I mean there is a perfectly good spot open right over there by the pool doors, its closer too. Me: * O.e…..did I just hear a loud pop sound in my head? Why is everything starting to get shaky and I smell burning hair….am I having a aneurism?* did….you just? Surely you did say there is a parking spot right over there….right? DD: yeah, so I don’t see what all the fuss is about! *crosses arms and looks proud of him self CLAB: I don’t want that parking spot I want this one! Me: …….. *looks at both of them in disgust* so what’s wrong then? *both look at me like im a idiot* Me: *clearly im dealing with creatures with undeveloped brains not unlike that of a 5 year old or a form of mild cheese. I may have to get the speak and spell out for them* look, I should be in my office answering the phone and booking reservations for tomorrow night, instead im out here dealing with 2 12 year olds who are fighting over who gets to ride the tricycle next. There is a perfectly good spot right over there that either one of you could park in, its close to the hotel, and its close to your car so THERE IS NO PROBLEM. You two just wanted to be validated in what you both thought was right in your list of personal self-ethics and came and got me, someone half both of your ages to settle your squabble instead of acting like adults! CLAB: who’s your manager, ill have you fired for this! DD: …..mam, this young man is the owner. CLAB: *looks at me* WHY DON’T YOU TELL HIM TO APPOLGISE (or how ever its spelled) TO ME THEN! Me: *really….you are no longer mild cheese, im down grading you to Mexican! (yup, going to hell for that one)* because you started this! You both can’t act like adults and neither one of you deserves it! Look if I have to come back out here and deal with this again, you will both be looking for a lot more than a parking spot for the night! *walks off like a boss!* Meanwhile back in the halls of ‘’fort phone ringing the fuck off the wall’’, I have 12 people trying to call me at the same time Me: good afternoon RSML, how may I help you Dag: umm….yeah….um…hi…um like how much like…you know ….your Me: *come on you can do it* Dag: um….like your 2 room bed suites are? Me: *in what way was that even a fucking sentence….* when are you coming in? Dag: um….. like……you know….that time….next month? Me: hummmmmm that time next month….. Dag: oh! Um….yeah you know….like Saturday? Me: ok getting closer, we narrowed it day to 5 days instead of 31 Dag: oh, um….you like….. Me: *oh for fuck sake* *begins trying to pull my hair out and presses the phone harder to my ear out of frustration* Dag: like…that one Saturday that everyone's coming in? Me: 199.95 +tax Dag: wow that much? Me: *oh now you speak coherently* yes sir Dag: for which Saturday? Me: um like…you know...um...all of them Dag: *hangs up phone* Me: and a fine fuck you to you too sir *hangs up phone and turns around to see a family of 5 behind me* Me: how may I help you? FO5: we will just check somewhere else *walks out the door* Me: normally this would be bad but we are full soo……fuck em…. Monty: *from the back office* you should be nicer, they might have come back Me: really ass, you were back there the whole time and you couldn’t come to help me? Monty: I have a ham sandwich, this take precedent over pot heads asking about rates Me: you know I can fire you right Monty: you wont though Me: ……mother of fuck…..bitch called my bluff Few mins go by and im about to head out for the night when a man that I can only describe as so old that he may have known jesus on a personal level. Me: good after noon, how may I help you? *20 mins later he makes it to the desk* Old Dude: (we will call him OG cuz he gansta!) do you have anyrooms? Me: yes sir ! I have 2 br suites available *maybe this is a cool old dude and my night is turning around for the good* OG: oh good, what that Me: *ah you’re a crazy old man* well that’s our trademark room with 2 queen size beds! OGh I need 2 rooms with 2 beds in each room Me: well I have 2 2bed room suites side by side if that will work for ya? OG: no no no, I only need 4 beds not 8 Me….um…k….well if you get two of our 2 bed room suites then it would accommodate you that would give you 1 queen per bedroom OG: no no no then I would only have 2 beds, I need 4 *he is getting a bit angry…..or tired….or both, idk, hes old and hard to read* Me: I know sir but 1 of our 2br suites will have 2 queen beds OGh ok so that’s 1 room with 4 beds total right? Me: *O.e…wooooooooooooooow….* no sir that’s 2 beds total per room OG I know giving me 4 beds total right? Me: yes….wait no…what? OG: do you even have rooms with 4 beds/ Me: no sir OG: do you have 2 rooms? Me: yes OG: how many beds do they have Me: 2 per rooms OG: so you do have 4 beds per room? Me: whos on first? OG: what? Me: no whats on second, do you want a key so you can look at one of the rooms? OG: yes….wait, what? Me:...here…..*grabs pen and paper* OG: oh….nevermind, that’s not what im looking for ME: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU /RANT . . . . . . . . OR IS IT……

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“Try and have her fed by 5:45 at the latest, but take her food out at LEAST an hour before, she likes her meals to be at room temperature. After that, she’s allowed two hours of free time. It’s Tuesday, so me and her usually watch Real Housewives together, its kind of her favorite show…”

Furiously jotting down her itinerary, Victoria was making sure to write down everything Kendall was telling her, wanting to make everything go smoothly for the next two weeks. “But make sure it isn’t Orange County! Those women are out of control and I do NOT want Logan Jr. exposed to that kind of stuff. Beverly Hills and Atlanta are fine.” Kendall said, as Victoria reached for her red marker to make sure that little tidbit of information was highly visible.

“Other than that…. I think you should pretty much have everything down. I start getting her ready for bed around eight, nine on the weekends, and make sure you take her outside to go potty before bed! You getting all of this, Logan?” Kendall asked, glancing over and seeing him on the recliner, who was on his phone, playing around with the woman filter on Snapchat.

“Great. Well I should probably get going now, my flight leaves at 7 and I want to get there a little early.” Kendall said, gathering up his things and making a mental checklist of everything he needed. “I’m gonna miss you ladies SO much! Keep me posted on anything and everything.”

Pulling Victoria in for a hug, he let go and walked over to Logan Jr., who was sitting on her cute little chaise lounge. “You be a good girl while I’m gone now, you hear me?” Kendall said to his daughter, who was currently watching Easy A on her iPad Mini. “Oh, she has her headphones on, she probably didn’t hear me.”

“Yeah, I don’t think that’s what it is.” Logan piped up from his recliner, not even bothering to look up from his screen.

“Okay…. Well goodbye then! I’ll let you guys know how Gram Gram is doing when I get back to Minnesota.”

“Bye Kendall! Have a safe flight! Me and Logan Jr. will facetime you first thing in the morning!”

Waving him off, Victoria got up and went over her list, figuring she ought to get a head start on the list of things she’d have to do daily.

For the next two weeks, Victoria and Logan were tasked with taking care of Logan Jr. and making sure she got the proper care a queen like her needed on a constant basis.

Kendall’s grandmother had fallen down last week, and tomorrow was her scheduled appointment for her hip surgery. Kendall, Katie, and their mom had decided to fly in to Minnesota to help her out during the recovery period, and also just to visit her since they hadn’t seen her since moving to Los Angeles.

Dustin, too, was out of the house, leaving earlier in the week with a large array of luggage filled with makeup, wigs, and women’s clothing with him. Nobody had bothered to ask him where he was even going and for how long. Camping maybe? Who really knows.

So for the next two weeks, it was just Victoria and Logan, and while she didn’t like to admit it, she wasn’t particularly… thrilled. Her and Logan didn’t really talk much these days, and when they did, it was usually to tell her something mean and hurtful (she honestly lost count of the amount of times he told her Fun Size was a stupid movie). But… she wanted to help her best friend Kendall out, and it was only two weeks… maybe it wouldn’t even be that bad.

“So looking at our schedule… Kendall usually takes Logan Jr. for a walk right now. I can go find the trash bags if you help me look for her harness?”

“…….”

“Um, Logan?” Victoria asked, looking over at Logan who was silently laughing to himself.

“God, I look SO hot as a girl…”

“Okay…. well then how about you be in charge of feeding her tonight? I’ll ever help you out, that way we can both see how to do it.”

“…….”

Sighing, she got Logan Jr. buckled up, knowing that this would all end up falling solely on her (as she had already suspected.

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Two days had passed, and things had gone… horribly. Victoria had been running around like a madwoman for the last 48 hours, Logan Jr. absolutely testing her limits by acting up and being a little diva, no doubt knowing that she could get away with it now that both of her dads were away.

It especially didn’t help that she got almost no support from Logan, either. Sure, he had actually put her outside to pee a few times, and he spent almost three hours the previous night recording videos of Logan Jr. for his insta story, which gave Victoria a little time to finally catch up on some sleep. But other than that, he usually just kept to himself.

Not only feeling tired, but Victoria also felt a little lonely being all by herself in the apartment.

Logan, on the other hand, was laying back on his California king bed, enjoying the silence now that pretty much everyone was out of the house. Kendall and Dustin could really get on her nerves, asking him to take his boots off the coffee table, to clean up his mess after his little house parties, if he wanted them to save him a plate for when he got home, like shut up already!

He honestly considered himself a saint for having to deal with all of their bullshit.

Just as he put in his earbuds and opened his Spotify app, he heard a loud crash and commotion coming from the other side of the apartment.

“LOGAN JR.! YOU GET BACK OVER HERE, MISSY!” Victoria yelled out, Logan Jr. squealing back in response.

Sighing, he set his stuff off to the side, figuring he’d just have to give Dedicated a stream at a later time.

Walking out his bedroom and into the living room, he saw Logan Jr. excitedly jumping around and oinking, with Victoria leaning over the kitchen counter, ready to pull her hair out.

Looking over at her, Victoria gave Logan a pleading look.

“Can you PLEASE help me get Logan Jr. into her pajamas? I just gave her a bath and she doesn’t want to cooperate with me!” Victoria groaned, glaring at Logan Jr. who seemed to be squealing back at her mockingly.

“Uh…. Sure.”

Walking over to her, Logan Jr. looked up at her namesake with sweet, innocent eyes. As Logan reached down to pick her up, she suddenly jumped up and ran through his legs, making a noise that he could only guess was the pig equivalent of snickering.

“You get over here right now!”

For the next 15 minutes, Victoria and Logan began chasing Logan Jr. all around the apartment, in a sequence that seemed to parody the old Scooby Doo cartoons as they ran through door and door, room and room, never seeming to be able to catch that little pig, the two even harshly crashing into each other as Logan Jr. continued to run away from them.

Finally, the two managed to tackle the little diva as she gave out a little squeal that presumably meant that of defeat. Wiggling her into her little zebra onesie, she huffed on over to her little bed, seeming to be in a bad mood now.

Victoria and Logan, on the other hand, were on the floor, trying to catch their breaths. A few minutes of awkward silence passed between them, before Victoria finally spoke up.

“Phew…. Well thank you, Logan, for helping me out with that.” She said, wiping the sweat from her brow as Logan gave her an awkward smile.

“Uh… yeah, for sure.” Logan replied, the two looking away from each other, not knowing what to say. “All that running worked up an appetite….. did you…. wanna go to Olive Garden?”

“YES! Omfg, let me go grab my keys!”

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After a few fender benders and a horrible parking job later, Logan and Victoria were seated at their table, munching on breadsticks and enjoying their soups.

“I’ve gotta say, I’m SO glad you recommended the Chicken & Gnocchi to me, it’s delicious!” Victoria said, hurriedly shoving spoonful after spoonful into her mouth.

“You can thank Sabrina for that! She’s the one that turned me onto it, and now I get it EVERY time we come here.” Logan said, words slightly mumbled as he shoved his third breadstick in his mouth. “It’s like, the only soup worth getting here!”

“Well I mean, I think the minestrone is amazing too!” Victoria responded, seeing that Logan quickly shot a disapproving look at her “, but I think I’ll just get this one from now on!” She quickly added, Logan smiling now that he agreed with her.

Everybody’s! DANCING! DANCING CRAZY!! And we never stop! We NEVER stop!!

“Oh! That’s Kendall calling me!” Victoria said, picking up her phone and putting it up to her ear. “Hey Kendall! So good to hear from you, what’s up!”

“Not much, just wanted to see what you were up to. How’s Logan Jr. doing!?”

“Oh she’s fine! She’s been giving us a little trouble here and that, but we’ve been having fun other than that. We even watched Wheel of Fortune after dinner, and I had NO idea she was so good at it!” Victoria said, looking over at Logan who was mouthing at her to hang up.

“Haha, that’s awesome! I’m glad you girls are having fun. I’ll have to have a talk with her when I get back about her manners, though… So what are you guys up to right now!”

“Me and Logan are at Olive Garden! And before you ask, Logan Jr. is fine, Logan called Jake over to watch her while we were gone, and we gave him the entire rundown.” Victoria said, which translated to Logan shoving the list at Jake and telling him to figure it out while Victoria warmed up the car.

“Oh, well that’s good then. Tell Logan I said hi! And PLEASE tell me you ordered the minestrone soup! You know that’s our favorite!”

“Uh…. So how’s your grandmother doing!” Victoria asked, quickly changing the subject.

“*Sigh*… we just took her to the hospital right now. She’s getting admitted so that she’s already here for her surgery tomorrow, and I’m hoping that-“

“Hold that thought, our food is coming! I’ll call you back later, bye Kendall!” Victoria blurted out, cutting Kendall off mid-sentence as she put her phone back into her purse.

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“-and then that’s when I went flying off the mechanical bull. I had already had a few margaritas so I don’t know what I was expecting, but it was pretty hilarious when I fell on my ass after that. Leon was cracking up and I’m pretty sure Matt almost peed himself!” Victoria laughed as she told her behind the scenes Victorious cast party stories, and Logan listened intently, nearly choking on his pinot grigio.

“That’s so funny! God I bet they were a blast to be at, huh?” Logan said, as Victoria nodded in agreement.

Resting her chin on her hand, she gave a faint smile to Logan, who surprisingly gave one back.

“You know, I really missed us hanging out together. We used to have SO much fun on tour together!” Victoria said.

“I know, we were kinda inseparable weren’t we? You were so much fun to hang out with, remember that time we went to Club Jam and nearly got kicked out after swiping that bottle of Fireball?” Logan said, sending Victoria into a fit of laughter.

“God, do I? That was one of the craziest nights of my life.”

The conversation mulled to a comfortable silence, the two actually enjoying one another’s company.

“I wish we could do this more often. You really are the same fun, down to earth person underneath all this black cloud of bitterness and negativity you radiate nowadays.” Victoria said, eyes widening at what she realized she just said. “Um, no offense!”

“None taken!” Logan replied, spooning up the last of his alfredo with a satisfied hum. “And I know! I can say the same for you, you’re still that fun loving girl you used to be, even under those ugly clothes you wear from Old Navy. But other than that, nothing else about you has changed.” Logan said, smiling at her.

“Yeah…. Thanks.” She said, awkwardly glancing away as Logan whistled over at their waitress to come over.

“How can I help you sir?” The underpaid waitress asked.

“Can I get a refill of my pasta? Extra sauce and chicken please, hold the noodles.” Logan barked at her, not even bothering to look up.

“Oh! I’m so sorry sir, but our Never Ending Pasta promotion actually ended last week, right now we currently have our Giant Italian Classics as our special, would you like to try that one out?” She responded, putting on her best customer service voice she had to use with difficult customers like him.

“….. I didn’t ask what your fucking specials were, I ASKED if I could get a refill of my pasta. Are you fucking dense, or…?” Logan grunted, already pulling out his phone to leave a negative review on Yelp.

“…… Of course, Mr. Logan. I’m sorry about that, I’ll go and put your order in right now.”

Victoria, meanwhile, sat there absolutely dumbfounded and even a little impressed. As the waitress sulked away, she was at a loss for words.

“Holy shit! I can’t believe you actually got her to do what you wanted!” Victoria exclaimed, Logan shrugging at her.

“Yeah… I guess being insanely rich and famous and powerful has its perks sometimes. She didn’t have to be such a bitch, though.” Logan responded, Victoria leaning back in her chair still in awe. “Oh here she comes, I’m gonna try it out too.”

As the waitress set the plate down in front of Logan, Victoria snapped at her to get her attention, feeling a little dizzy already from acting like a diva. “Yeah, can I get a refill on this baked ziti, too?”

“I’m sorry, but who are you?” The waitress scoffed at her, rolling her eyes as she went over to another table to help her other customers.

Crestfallen, Victoria looked down at her lap, suddenly finding herself to no longer be hungry anymore. Logan (reluctantly) put a comforting hand on top of her, grimacing on the inside at how embarrassing that was for her.

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The car ride was uncomfortable for a while, the two opting to get an Uber on account of Victoria getting a little shitfaced from her 4 glasses of wine (to mask her hurt feelings, after all), so the two sat there in silence.

As he scrolled down his Twitter feed, thankful that Lorde had liked all of the things he had live-tweeted during dinner, he suddenly heard giggling coming from the left side of the backseat, looking over at Victoria who was just staring at him.

“Heh, what’s so funny?” Logan asked.

“Nothing….. just thinking.” Victoria replied, seemingly dropping the topic before rambling on again. “It’s just…… I don’t know. I’ve been feeling a little down and insecure lately, and seeing you be so mean and nasty and… confident…. I wish that I could be like that!”

“Oh? Well…. I guess it just kinda came naturally to me. I used to be pretty awkward and geeky and… yeah…. But I remember the first time I snapped at somebody and when I realized how much fun it was, I couldn’t stop!” Logan said, Victoria nodding understandingly.

“But not even just that, I’m sorta jealous of how COOL you are now! Like you have all these pop star friends, an awesome boyfriend, a huge fan base, these expensive clothes, not to mention that awesome goth aesthetic you have going on now…” Victoria drawled on.

“It’s not an aesthetic, it’s a lifestyle.” Logan bluntly said.

“Right…. I don’t know, I wish I could just reinvent myself like that. Maybe that’s what I need, just a completely new image and attitude for myself.” Victoria said, thoughts circling around in her head.

“….. then let’s do it! Let’s give you a makeover!” Logan said, a bright smile suddenly forming on the girl’s face.

“Seriously? You’d really do that for me? Well… alright!” Victoria exclaimed, suddenly feeling the most giddy that she’s felt in a while.

“Driver! Change of plans, take us to the nearest mall! I think we have a Hot Topic that’s calling our names!”

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Stumbling into the apartment, Logan and Victoria were giggling as they threw their bags on the floor.

It was 10 PM and they had finally gotten home, having stayed at the mall almost three hours past closing, forcing the poor employees to work overtime so that they could be of their assistance. When you’re as famous as Logan, you could do whatever you wanted.

As they gained their bearings, they saw Jake on the couch cradling Logan Jr. like a little baby, who was knocked out cold under her little blanket.

“Hey guys. Nice to see you guys back.” Jake whispered, not wanting Logan Jr. to stir.

“Hey babe.” Logan said, tiptoeing over to give him a quick kiss, as Victoria waved at him.

“I finally managed to get Logan Jr. to sleep a little while ago. She was a little restless at first, but she was just stoked to see Uncle Jake!” He said, quieting down when she began to make little noises before going back to snoring. “Was dinner good? You guys were gone for quite a while.”

“Oh yeah…. We went shopping too.” Logan said.

“Yeah, we had a bit of a shemergency!” Victoria added, pointing at the bags littered around their feet.

“Oh… well that sounds fun. Did you guys bring me back anything to eat? I’m starving, I’ve been stuck on this couch for the last two hours.” Jake said, grinning when Logan dug through his Gucci crossbody bag and threw a breadstick at him.

“Thanks. So what else did you guys do?” Jake asked, Victoria and Logan giving each other excited glances at one another.

“We got matching piercings!” Victoria squealed, pointing at her new septum ring while Logan raised his black mesh shirt to show the stud on his left nipple.

“Yeah! The girl at Claire’s was a fucking idiot though, she said she only knew how to do ear piercings and she was afraid to do anything else. So we had to wait around while that dumb bitch watched a tutorial video on the whole process.” Logan quipped.

“Damn, that sucks. But looking good, guys! And Logan, we have to test that thing out later on…” Jake said, giving Logan a flirty wink. However, he suddenly let out a long yawn, realizing just how tired he was. “I’m gonna get going in a bit, I have to get up early in the morning for the gym, so do one of you guy’s mind taking over for me?” Jake said.

“We would, but….. we have to go try on all our new clothes and play fashion show!” Victoria said, grabbing all her bags as her and Logan ran to his room, Logan muttering out a quick “sorry babe” as they slammed the door.

“So…. Where do you wanna start?” Logan asked.

“First, I think we need to get some music playing…” Victoria replied, the two of them giving one another a knowing look.

“I come home! In the morning light!

My mother says when you gonna live your life right?

Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones…

And girls, they wanna have fun!”

Quickly getting to work on unloading their bags, the two goofed around as they threw clothes all around them, Victoria holding up different shirts to her chest, Logan standing there with his arms crossed, shaking his head no to each different garment.

As the music was blaring on full blast, they were unable to hear the yelling coming from the living room.

“No! Logan Jr., please don’t wake up!”

For the next 20 minutes, Victoria and Logan had a little 80’s movie montage, trying on different hats and scarves, Logan cracking up as Victoria played around with a feather boa, and Logan trying on a pair of oversized heart sunglasses.

“Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one…

But girls, they wanna have fun!”

“Oh god, I think she just peed on me! Fuck!”

After about a dozen outfits later, they finally decided on a final look for Victoria.

Standing behind her, Logan had his hands over Victoria’s eyes, getting her ready for her big reveal.

“Are you ready to see the new you?” Logan asked, Victoria shaking with nerves and excitement.

“More than ever…” Victoria responded. Taking his hands off her eyes, she let out a soft gasp. “Logan…. I love it!”

Wearing high waisted leather pants, a leather jacket, and a black tube top, Victoria was in love with her new image. The hoop earrings and chunky necklace really finished off the look, and she could only stare in amazement (even though it wasn’t all that different from something she’d normally wear, albeit more black and leather).

“All we need to work on now is that attitude, and you’ll feel like a brand new you in no time!”

TWO WEEKS LATER

Putting his keys in the door, Kendall struggled to carry everything around him, finally making it into the apartment as everything crashed around him. Peering in, he saw Victoria and Logan playing Wii Tennis, cackling as neither one seemed to be able to hit the ball.

“Hey guys, I’m finally home!” Kendall said, looking over to see Logan Jr. curled up in her bed with an apple. “Oh there’s my baby girl, I missed you so much!” He exclaimed as he ran over to his pig daughter, wrapping her in a tight hug as the mammal let out a squeal annoyance. “Did Uncle Logan and Aunt Victoria take good care of you?”

“Obviously, god knows you left us enough instructions on what to do.” Victoria dryly said, Kendall taken aback a bit at her tone of voice.

“Oh… well I can’t thank you guys enough!” Kendall said, neither one bothering to even acknowledge him. “Ooh, Wii Tennis, can I play?!”

“Have you ever heard of a tennis match with three players?” Logan asked, more rhetorically than anything, Kendall gulping in response.

“No, I suppose not... Well, I can just wait for my turn then.” Kendall said, taking a seat on a nearby couch, watching the two having the time of their lives.

Looking at Victoria, he realized just how… different she looked. She was wearing all black, and was that a septum he saw in her nose?

“Hey Vic, did you change anything recently? Like a haircut… or…..?”

“…….”

He sat there for a while watching them play, taking a moment before deciding to speak up again.

“So Gram Gram had her surgery.” Kendall said, still to no response. “It went really well! And, they said her recovery has been going very smoothly, and she should be back to normal within a few more weeks!”

“Kendall?” Victoria said sweetly, putting her remote down as she turned to look at him.

“Uh huh?” Kendall responded, glad that finally someone was paying attention to him.

“I… REALLY….. do not. Give. A fuck.” Victoria barked at him, quickly looking over at Logan for his approval, who gave her a big thumbs up. The blond, however, quickly turned red, tears welling up in his eyes as he got ready to just go to his room.

As he walked away, he heard them cheering as Victoria FINALLY managed to serve the ball, the two giving one another a high five, and if Kendall’s eyes weren’t deceiving him, he could have sworn they had on what appeared to be matching Silly Bandz.

That was all it took before Kendall broke down in a fit of tears, quietly closing his and Dustin’s bedroom door before collapsing onto their bed, sobbing.

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roominthecastle · 7 years

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Everyone is making a house call to Grissom, where we're y'all when Sara was here lol? And now noone is there to make him soup or shave him apparently :(( *no but srsly, why is everyone sick this episode? Was there some kind of an epidemy on set or sth? *It's Sara calling right? His face just light up)) I'm glad they stay in touch *wait, are those Mythbusters?? Too many nights those crazy dudes kept me company. Fun times... *Where's Sophia? I feel like I haven't seen her in a while... *Warrick 😿

This ep is a goldmine for domestic!Grissom!! cooking, wandering around in pjs and robe, taking care of his dog, and desperately trying but failing to escape visitors & adventures like some reincarnation of Bilbo Baggins.

I guess if a show is on air long enough, it’s almost inevitable to have an episode where the flu or a cold - or a musical event - strikes our faves. I tend to enjoy those eps and this one is no exception. Yes, your eyes weren’t deceiving you, those guest nerds in the lab were Adam and Jamie (CSI has on- and off-screen ties to the Discovery Channel), and oh YES that’s def Sara calling at the end. It’s enough to look at Griss stretch out on the couch after he answers the phone. I think if you lean close, you can hear him purring ;)))) And I kept thinking about it, but rn I honestly cannot recall what happens to Sofia. I think she just… idk… drops out of the story at some point?? and Warrick, yeah… now his departure is something else, like

9x01. How can I even… I AM NOT OKAY!!! Jesus I can’t even formulate anything… They’re all so close… Family… How can I ever be fine after seeing Grissom’s face?? When he just crumbled… Losing someone after allowing them to become that close, I don’t know how to… I’m not ok, with any of this… Glad Sara is there (even more beautiful than before, that’s just not fair) God I’m such a mess. I didn’t even like him all that much but Nicky loved him, and I can’t see him cry! And Gris… JC

What you said, anon. I’m not familiar w/ the specifics of the off-screen events that forced the writers to come up w/ an exit for Warrick/GD, but boy did they manage to make it CRUEL and PAINFUL. but also meaningful, imo. Warrick once called Grissom a robot for never emoting like a “normal” human being, and here we have this “robot” saying the L word out loud and openly breaking down and literally clinging to him in an entirely irrational and desperately emotional, futile human act to keep him alive… yeah, I’m w/ you 1000%: I AM NOT OKAY!!!

9x02. “who are we talking about right now?” A-a-and there is my Sara from first few seasons! God I love that woman. So brave, and strong, standing up for what she believes in, unwilling to talk riddles and play mind games. Just say it straight to her. Kind of understand Grissom too though… This whole thing is so damn sad… Oh and that pillow talk was so tender and quiet, so them…

They’ve been doing this thing ever since they started dating - whenever one makes an observation or drops a remark about a victim or a scene they happen to process, the other is like “okay, is that supposed to be about us?” and it’s never 100% clear. Work and private stuff has been bleeding together w/ them for a while and it is finally starting to make waves in a way that not even Grissom can remain immune to it.

9x05. Why does this show insists on fucking me up this season??! I can’t see them suffer anymore! He’s like a fish out of the water the whole episode… I’m a bit conflicted though. Sara left because she couldn’t take that job anymore and I totally get it, but did she expect him to just follow her? I mean it just doesn’t seem like him at all. Yes he belongs by her side but she moves around, he should have just upended his whole life, without any kind of plan? Perhaps I need to sleep on it tho…

905 is like exhibit A of why I love Lady Heather episodes - she cuts through Griss like no other, and this time there’s a clear overlap btw case and private life. LH’s sugarcoat-free remarks are relevant to both, helping Grissom unpack (or more like rip open) some of his own private mess and climb off the fence he’s been sitting on. I do understand your conflict, I was the same way at first, but then I came to the same conclusion you did below:

9x08. You damn right it’s time to up the ante! This girl is the right girl!! Ugh… 9x09. If Sara was here, she’d help you with that last word… Just saying… *omg is he for real? (I know he is, I’m just really emotional omg) *fly-fishing) his mind is already off of work)) he has been quite distracted lately though. This whole thing is a long time coming. Perhaps all he needed was that push from Sara… *man I love Bill Irwin! Which reminds me, have you watched Legion this year?

(After reading the summary, Legion instantly went on my watchlist, anon, but I haven’t seen it yet.)

Exactly, it’s been a long time coming and that’s why I think Sara was not out of line with her hope - or maybe even reasonable expectation? - that he’d start a brand new chapter with her away from the lab. Most of this relationship happens off-screen, so I can only offer guesswork, but we can find some telltale breadcrumbs leading up to these final episodes.

Grissom already starts displaying burnout signs in S7 + he starts dropping comments about how ppl no longer really need him in the lab anymore. He is not bitter, mind you, he is genuinely proud of the team he’s trained/mentored, but this also means that he becomes - as he tells Warrick - a teacher w/o students who feels increasingly aimless, unfulfilled and even drained after having spent 25+ years wading through the (literal and figurative) cesspools of humanity. I think the combination of developing burnout and unfulfillment is why he grabs at the opportunity to leave for a month and teach a seminar as far away from Vegas as possible, and I don’t think it goes unnoticed by Sara. It is never said out loud (naturally), but she seemed to understand why he just up and left the same way Griss understood why she needed to leave in S8 despite each feeling miserable w/o the other. It’s a constant back-and-forth btw them, a drifting away then back again then away again, as they work through their individual baggage, and this “double pendulum” doesn’t stop until the very last episode of the show.

Uprooting one’s life is a huge ask, esp for someone like Grissom, but in this specific case I think it was a natural progression and would have happened anyway. Sara did not force him out of a pleasant, fulfilling life. He needed - wanted - to move on, he knew it was time, he just needed one more little push, like you said. Then he jumped in w/ both feet

and:

9x10. Oh Lord omfg this is… I… This is like a cinematic experience or something… Oh God his face the very moment he first saw her! Oh my sweet awkward nerdy boy, his eyes!! And that sigh! The smile! And those needy arms!! And Sara omg I just can’t… Yes that’s right just grab her and kiss her, talking’s overrated anyway!! OMG I saw the gifs but I didn’t realize how this scene will be… will make me feel… It’s just so… I’ll get back to you when I’m a bit more coherent, please stand by

#anonymous #csirw #musings

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Lost It To Trying #6 - [EXO] CEO!Jongin Au

[A/N] Why the hell is this getting longer than I intended omfg.

Everything echoed. The sound of the water droplets falling into a severed pail, a tiny glimmer of light seeping through the tiny hole in the aluminium roof. There's no reliable lights around, and even though it was sunny outside, it remains dark in this abandoned mental hospital. His fingers wandered the dusty wall, inching himself by the edge he touches. There's nothing he could hear but the sound of his own heavy breathing, the smell of decadent dust and rubble under his feet, sharks of broken window glasses under his shoes, and nothing within his sight. And then he heard it.

It sent his heart racing, his mind wild and the hair in the back of his neck stand up. The shrilling scream of a female in severe pain. Nothing came into mind about what could have caused it and why or who done it, Jongin was only interested to inch forward. Even he don't know for what and why he was here, but he knew he was looking for someone and then again, that same scream pierces into his eardrums and he dropped to his knees. A huge blow to the back of his head and he was thrown out of his consciousness, forcefully.

Jongin snapped into reality, and he was in fact, on his bed. Blankets pooled on his hip, his last night's shirt drenched from the cold sweat and he loosen his belt. It turns out he had been sleeping with his work attires again. He ran his finger through a thick, messy hair and he hoisted himself out of the king-sized bed and made his way to the kitchen where he poured himself a glass of wine, yes wine. At 6AM.

After the sudden encounter with your alleged fiancee, Jongin has been spacing out a lot. Be it at his work place, or at home, or when he eats a meal, any meal for that matter. That's why he doesn't drive anymore. He'd put somebody else in danger, if he does. Jongin didn't take the information very well, but it's almost three weeks now that you've disappeared, and his worries has yet to subside even though Chanyeol re-assured him that he was working on it. He knows it was his fault, (technically, his sister's fault for lending his car to mafia's most wanted men who was then her boyfriend) but he wasn't sure. In fact, he wasn't so sure if he really did know you. The real you.

The more he tries to seek your details, the more he realizes that all these while, you never talked about yourself. You always talked about him, his worries, his wins and losses. His triumph and defeat, him. He took the jet to Frankfurt, dragging himself to the deal that his board members insisted that he carried, reluctantly, relying on the fact that Chanyeol will take care of the matter, but three days after that, he got a phone call. From his maid.

"We've been robbed." Chanyeol came with his team and of course, they met again, and passing each other a knowing glance, they shook hands and exchanged reports. Because Kim Jongin is a high profile client, there's so few officers that came. "Why are there just five of you." Jongin asked, out of curiosity. "Trust me, you'll only need five." Chanyeol said. "I've heard all the statements from your maids and gardener. There's no signs of break-ins. And from my professional opinion," he points to the mess made by the alleged robber, "this scatters around her are set-up. It was made to look like a robbery. But none of the valuable things are missing, are they." Chanyeol rested one hand on his hip.

Jongin shakes his head, "My maids said there's something missing. But because it was a little of everything, they couldn't pin point what. I tend to have a lot of stuff in the living room, tiny crystal figurines, gold plates, titanium dangles. But they're all untouched." It was then, their conversations were cut short by a detective, accompanying Chanyeol, "We can't conclude anything that went missing, so um," he leaned to Chanyeol to whisper, "I don't think there's a case here. It's just simply a prank." Chanyeol passed an 'are-you-sure' look to him and he replied a single nod to Chanyeol and Jongin. Jongin pursed his lips and placed his finger underneath his chin, thinking. "I'm going to search once more to make sure there's nothing missing, but we need to talk about your Chrome Mercedes before I go, in private." Chanyeol told Jongin but Jongin walked passed his shoulder as he was talking.

Is he being rude or is he just born that way. Chanyeol let his tongue peep out and bit his lower lip as he tailed behind Jongin who is climbing the stairs up to the second floor where his bedroom were. But he walked past that door into the door next to it. He twisted the knob and walked in to a walk-in closet. It was like a first class shopping experience for Chanyeol. He had his mouth gaping open in awe. There's a Chandelier in this closet and an unnecessary running water fountain as the center piece. The closet rack is moving and the lights turned on as Jongin lunges in. But he didn't stop there, to Chanyeol's surprise. He proceed to the only cloth rack that's not moving. And pushed the clothes aside to reveal another wall. "Please don't tell me that's movable.This is not some James Bond movie and shit, right." Chanyeol said. "W

Jongin tipped his head and beckoned Chanyeol to come in by raising one eye brow. He pushed the wall and it slide open. The safe was open. "It's a nicely done prank, that is. You want to tell me what's inside? Was inside." Chanyeol corrected himself and spoke through the radio to gather his team. "They can't be inside." Jongin sounded strained. "Don't worry, you're a rich guy, you can make a new James Bond hiding place. Try the ones on the ceiling, where they just flap open like a Star Wars platform," Chanyeol enthusiastically describe by waving his hands around, and Jongin didn't look very impressed. "Everything looks too clean, and there's no sign breaking in or breaking out. Could it have been one of the maids?" Jongin thought carefully. "Do you want my job?" Chanyeol mocked with a straight face, he pressed his lips to the radio, "Ask one of the ladies if there's a new maid or staff brought in a span of a week."

The radio beeped. "I'm telling you, this is too easy, and no one keeps anything in a safe anymore, try Swiss bank, they gave great security system. Even Malaysian Government Official Number 1 stores his wife's things there." Chanyeol resumed. "Who would knew it was there. Apart from me." Jongin murmured, completely uninterested to Chanyeol's choice of topic. Knowing that he was disregarded, Chanyeol let his dimple show and rolled his eyes to the side, "Is this house inherited?" Jongin perks both eyebrows up as to say, 'finally you're asking the right questions'-face. "No. I'm a self-made billionaire and CEO, I bought this house and place the safe there on my own." He exhales through a little gap in between his lips, and frowned at the thought that someone had knew where he kept his stash.

"Any cash missing?" Chanyol kneels down to the safe, inspecting with a torchlight. "Are you crazy, I will never keep my cash here." Jongin dashed, still standing by the entrance. "What was inside...?" Chanyeol asked again, and Jongin opened his mouth to answer but Chanyeol's radio was buzzing. Jongin caught a white string from behind the safe while Chanyeol took the radio. "Yes, yes there was a pool cleaner that entered three days ago." The officer calmly say, and the entrance slammed shut into a lock down. Someone threw a rock at the window and initiated system lock down. The lights in the safe room flickered, then eventually switches off and instantly, Jongin's neck was in arm-lock of someone. And Chanyeol still shining torch lights everywhere, screaming, "Who's that! What's that!"

Someone flown down from the ceiling, grabbed Jongin first thing in the neck and attempted to twist his neck but with his rusty hand-to-hand battle skill, he manages to free himself and Chanyeol finally found his footing. This perpetrator is no taller than them both, but his very quick. He isn't strong with his punches, but he hits where it hurts. The lights in the safe room flickered on with much difficulty, so all Chanyeol and Jongin could see was gloved hands, slender arms and legs with socks. Chanyeol tried to grab him with his arm, sliding his arm across the perpetrator's chest and discovered something astonishing. "Shit." Chanyeol cursed as Jongin struggled to see with the blinking lights so all he could ask was, "What?!"

"It's a women."

The white string came from an apron.

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“okay i get it you’re a great thief and don’t want to go to jail but i’m the exhausted af detective that’s assigned to catch you i stg if you let me bring you in so i can sleep i’ll get you a good deal” au (James/Bastet :p)

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Okay so like First of All no WAY would Bastet e v e r agree to that, she is Miss where's waldo / catch me if you can extraordinare but she takes a look at James' sleepless eyes and the wavering grip he has on his gun and sighs and flicks her wrist and goes "how about I give you a deal,"

"I'm??? the one holding a gun???" James goes, and Bastet snorts at him and goes "yeah but I'm basically bullproof and you're exhausted and are probably going to miss me and besides man do you really want to do all of the paperwork shooting at me will require and James looks like he's wilting at the thought and Bastet smirks even more, knowing she has him backed into a corner.

She coughs politely and looks pointedly at his gun and he sighs and puts it away and she just grins and bounces a bit on the balls of her feet and goes, "Okay so like I saw this in a show and it looks awesome and I mean honestly thieving's been kind of boring lately because everyone's so far from catching me, (James, crying in the corner, tries not to look like someone's punched him because he thought he was getting close) so !! I'm going to give you hints and clues to my next thievery

Oh btw what's your phone number

"I- what??" goes James, literally about two seconds from rattling it off tiredly before common sense stops him

"So I can send you the notes?? duh???"

(well I mean I could track her via the phone??? James thinks, forgetting that that Literally Hasn't Worked any other time but at this point basically desperate)

Slides his phone across to her because he literally Cannot at this moment in time, he's too exhausted for this shit,,,,,

Basically backflips off the roof and blows James a kiss and HE basically just wants to lie down and maybe not move for like??? a week??? maybe two, that sounds Super Good

He gets his phone back and for a week he doesn't hear from her and works overtime and tries to figure out what her plan is and what he's supposed to do and how to get through knowing s H E HAS HIS PHONE NUMBER??? WHAT WAS WRONG WITH SLEEP DEPRIVED HIM???

The phone number is enlisted under someone who doesn't even exist and James wants to scream

She put herself into his phone as "The Best [cat emoji]" and he doesn't find out until she texts him with this string of love heart emojis and a riddle with so many puns and look okay he was usually level headed but he swears to GOD he's going to ACTUALLY SHOOT HER

Or at least be a lil bit more brutal than is really called for when he arrests her because she's SUCH AN ASSHOLE OH GOD

James + the taskforce Bastet has figures out her stupid punny riddle and race off to where she's planning to steal her next artifact and she's laughing like crazy as they all chase her and James is like oh my GOD you're CRAZY and you literally just want us to chase you don't you???

She does a backflip and blows him a kiss and basically James wants to die

His partners rib him about it but also....aren't super pleased with him. Because he technically let her escape and look they're all tired too, and exasperated by this crazy lady who does whatever she wants???

Bastet texts after the heist and is like "awww, soz beau, better luck next time" and James is like "why do you text like a pre-pubescent girl I hate you"

(Bastet, holding her phone, bursts out laughing because she thinks this is hysterical and James is really fun to annoy)

James + Bastet + Texting = Nerds

James is SO PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE ABOUT WANTING TO ARREST HER???? IF SHE COMPLAINS ABOUT ANYTHING (eg. weather) HE'S LIKE "HEY YOU WANNA KNOW A NICE CLIMATE CONTROLLED SPACE THAT'S ALL FOR YOU?? JAIL."

Bastet is Sarcastic AF and loves teasing James w/ hints to how she steals things and information about herself but she's super clever and doesn't drop anything she doesn't mean to

She mentions loving Egypt and James stares at his phone and then is hit by realisation and rolls over and tries to suffocate himself with a pillow he's in agony, of fucking course, how could they not pick up on this before???/

And he texts his team and he's like dude she only steals egyptian things and they're like

DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY EGYPTIAN THINGS THERE ARE IN THE WORLD JAMES THAT DOESN'T ACTUALLY HELP

James who keeps getting pushed out of the group bc of his involvement w/ Bastet but she'll only talk to him and seems to know when someone else does it, and that just leads him to being more involved with Bastet and one day he complains explicitly and she just goes "want to know some place that isn't lonely??? By my side" and James is like WHAT THE HELL DID A THIEF JUST FLIRT WITH ME

all he manages to text back is "FRATRINISATION"

"I think that only applies if we work together?? Tho i mean we do work together in that i keep you in a job"

"no you dont??????????? i have literally three thousand other things i could do ????? I could help cats out of trees??? Help old ladies cross the street?????????????????????? LITERALLY ANYTHING???"

"Ah, but you LIKE chasing me. It's EXCITING"

"NO I DONT I HAVENT SLEPT PROPERLY IN WEEKS"

"Come sleep in my arms ;3"

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME"

"Because it's hilarious??? omfg????"

James spends months being flirted with and sent selfies of Bastet posing with valuable objects before she steals them with captions like 'im stealing this...like you stole my heart ;3" and "dont open this one at work babe you'll get in trouble ;333"

James Officially hates the ";3" emoji. Like. Every time anyone uses it now he LITERALLY is like do NOT

James is Dying (tm)

He starts sleeping a bit better tho. Bastet always warns them before heists now and he's still trying everything he can to find her but at the same time it's been months??? she obviously has an informant or someone who helps her escape that he has to find and it drives him c r a z y???

Oh ye of little faith

He catches her turning into a cat after a year and basically faints and wakes up in an apartment he doesn't recognise and sighs at him and is like "if you yell about kidnapping i swear to god I will give you a concussion"

"UM BUT YOU DID THO??"

"uh no??????????? you can leave whenever?????"

James Does Not leave whenever, James sits on the chair at stares at her and eventually goes "hahaha lol okay sure. Question tho Im not crazy right. Like. Bc i thought i saw you turn into a cat hahahaha hAHHA"

-Bastet, literally shapeshifting into a cat right in front of him-

James, laughing hysterically and going Super Green and almost passing out yet again (This poor boy is Suffering (tm)) but manages to stay awake and breathes out super slowly and looks at her and she looks back at him and he basically says "explain" and she turns back into a human and kind of (super badly) does and James ends up staying all day and talking to her and not even realising where all the time has gone....

by the end of it he has more of an understanding of Bastet, and she's thrown like, three bangles at him accidentally and put shit on him bc she got restless while talking and he walks out of her place to catch her escaping over the rooftops and covered in jewelry this is Not how he expected this day to go

Bastet texts him when he gets home and is like "i want those back you know" and James is like

"Well looks like you'll have to steal them off me ;3″

#nari is writing - ocs #james/bastet #mewsefet #ask aussie #bip bop nari drops #oc drabbles #barbequeue #welcome to: i think i fucked up writing bastet??????? U GHHH #16/02/2017

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xvivianxstraightsx-blog · 7 years

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Day 1: I’m not crazy

Clean. It was the smell of clean that woke Vivian with a loud gasp. Her head flinging about as she squinted from the bright light. That was the second thing she noticed. The bright unforgiving white over the walls the sent her into a panic causing her to scream wordlessly. Her heart skyrocketed as she scrambled on the bed her meeting the cool white wall behind her. “You are awake good.” The voice echoed a bit causing Vivian’s eyes to widen more her heart to start kicking and working into over drive. Her hands ran up and down her arms trying to figure out what felt wrong. Besides being in smocks and naked underneath them. Of course they wouldn’t leave anything to chance for them to hurt themselves. Or others.

It was when her hands went to the back of her neck that she felt something. Her eyes widened like a deer caught in a semi’s headlights. “Yes, we did implant that... It helps monitor you.” Her eyes slowly turned to face the glass wall on the other side of the very small room. “For simple terms since you don’t seem the brightest.” That got a glare from Vivian this one wasn’t nice. Her heart started to slow as she stared out at the two people on the other side of the glass. She took in there features but her eyes landed on the one that didn’t seem as mean. He looked like he was holding a cream pop. But, he also had a tray beside him it caused her to eye it a bit. ‘Now, if you are a good little girl you will get a cream pop.”

The opening of the cell caused her head to snap over to it. The pull of stitches in her scalp caused her to wince a bit. She then noticed that she was bruised and scrapped along her arm. Vivian suddenly had guilt twisting in her she had hurt at least two people. It must have shown on her face as the man sat beside it laying the cream pop between them as he sat the small tray in his lap. It had a few needles and tubes in the tray. She shifted uncomfortably moving away from him. Just like john she hated needles. It was a fear an irrational one she knew but she hated needles. “I don’t like needles..” Vivian stuttered trying to form a small ball in her hand she looked down at it confused. The man took it as an opportunity to tie the band around Vivian’s arm. The needle was already unwrapped so he picked it up and went to stick Vivian with it. “No.” She said trying to jerk her arm away.

“It will be fine.” The man reassured looking at her letting his guard down a bit. She took the opportunity to punch him in the face her hands going after the needle and jamming it repeatedly into his arm. She twisted the needle around under his flesh as she screamed at him. “I said I don’t like needles! I said no!” The last bit was through her teeth as she ripped the needle out of his arm and went for his eye. Vivian paused with smiling with a laugh noting that although she just did all those things he seemed to not be too effected by them. Physcally anyway.. “You look scared. Now you know how I feel mister.” Her tone turned cute and harmless quickly dropping the needle into the tray. Her fingers messed with the tubes inside the tray managing to grab a different needle Vivian acted surprised with guards rushed the room. Though it wasn’t very surprising. With Guns pointed as her sinking the needle into the mattress she held her hands up giving a cute pout.

“He wasn’t nice to me. Sorry~ I will be good I swear~” She said looking at the man who looked slightly horrified. Vivian turned her eyes towards him and she smiled brightly. “You should ask me before you do something mean like that, Mister.” Tilting her head she looked at the man and the guards looked at each other in a confused manner. “Well?” Her voice turned sharp as she put out her arm. “I don’t see why you need my blood anyway when you can just monitor everything from that chip right? You didn’t ask me about that either. You also didn’t ask me if it was okay to blow me up because that wasn’t very fun. Mister.”

Vivian paused staring at the man “Well! Are you going to ask me to draw my blood and tell me what it is for?” She tilted her head slowly to the side being careful not to blink. This was one thing she trained herself to be good at. To act like she was crazy. “I-” The man cleared his throat “I would like to draw your blood for a test.. To see if it’s your blood that causes explosions?” The man tried and it caused the guards to make a face. But, it caused Vivian to give a slow blink before bursting into laughter.

“You knob! I bleed once a month don’t you think you guys would know if it was my blood. I would have to buy a new toilet once a month let alone in public! Do I look like someone that just never uses the toilet! OMFG I can’t believe this.” Falling onto her side Vivian continued to bark out into laughter as the people gave each other concerning looks. “She has a point.” A female guard quipped from the hallway. Chuckles filled the room as the scientist shrunk a bit. “May I please draw your blood anyway?” He tried watching Vivian roll her eyes up and stick her arm out.

“I’m just letting you know you are a horrible bad guy and it’s not my blood.” Vivian said it with a humph her head moving sharply to the side as the guy worked on her. “Well.. I’m new to this.” The man muttered taking several vials before finishing up. Vivian looked down at her arm pouting a bit. “No cute band-aid?” She asked her eyes watering a bit causing the man to stumble over his words. The guards rushed out not really wanting to deal with Vivian. “I’m a bad guy remember?” The guy mentioned standing and leaving the room Vivian’s eyes went back to the glass staring at the lady on the other side. She noted how she was smirking as she observed the whole situation. It was the man that got her attention as he put a band-aid on her arm. “If you are nice to me. I will be nice to you.” He mentioned his eyes flicking over to the glass for a minute.

Vivian didn’t like that..

#ccfvillians #tw: violence #tw: needles #something like that too tired to think creatively like villain

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burntflorets · 7 years

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things i want to say to you if we were still talking: day 3

6 april 2017 2:57am i got nightmares again. this time i was helping a close friend of mine ( i can’t seem to be able to remember her face once i woke up). she was transitioning to become something else a different religion or sth. i helped her through her tough times. we were in my room just that it had a different setting. and she had another girl friend with her. it’s hazy i can’t remember everything but she tried to kill me. she had a gun. she was in a trance and she randomly shot the gun all around. i said i was scared and hid in a corner. her friend looked at me weirdly. i said i wanted to leave, my friend turned the gun on me. i ran for my life, down the stairs. she shot me in the head but i still could run. everything happened in slow mo. i ran in slow mo. she didn’t. i was crying calling out your name. i made it out of the front door crying for help and bumped into my colleagues. there was no one around except them. they stalled me for a few seconds before the girl caught up with me. they didn’t believe my story. they said i was crazy i tried to escape and i couldn’t. and i wanted to wake up from my dream so desperately and i couldn’t too. the dream was never ending, like it was trapping me inside it. i knew i was asleep and i was dreaming. i couldn’t do anything about it. idk how i finally woke up. i think i tricked myself into thinking that it was alr 6am. i heard myself calling your name out in my sleep. i guess even when i’m not conscious and awake i still need you as much.

3:33am hey i can’t go back to sleep. i was scrolling facebook and i came across this which i wanted to tag u in. but i can’t bc we aren’t supposed to be talking. i’ll just put it here, maybe you might come across this someday. “How to keep a relationship: Communicate: Talk about things, the good and bad. Build trusts. Be honest. Be faithful. Be there for one another. Make time for one another. Leave the past to the past, which include ex’s. Know that having arguments are normal. Know that you won’t always be happy. Don’t expect change. Appreciate the flaws. Appreciate each other. Become best friends. Lastly, love each other unconditionally. ” i know i said i didn’t want to hope but i really wish we would work out in the end.

7:27am i barely slept. i feel like shit too. i want to skip work today. my whole body feels like it’s giving up.

what day is it? oh thursday. nice. almost one week is over.

3 more weeks to go.

10:23am my whole body hurts. i think i over exerted myself yesterday while carrying the stones. it’s good feeling the pain tho, since i promised i wouldn’t hurt myself intentionally. at least this pain helps me a little bit. idk.

i saw this crystal marbled bar soap and immediately wanted to tag u and i was about to press send when i realized we don’t talk anymore. the marbled soap was so u, and it was whitish, your favorite colour. i wanted to get one for you but it costs 10usd for like a 5cm piece. plus the shipping. i think it’s not worth it. i looked up some diy crystal soap articles and maybe i’ll make some considering i don’t go out anymore and i have some time. maybe i’ll make them some day. if i can get myself out of bed and do something productive with my life.

11:33am ‪i would rather be fighting with you than going through this alone‬

12:30pm it’s lunch now and i bought majestic bay’s staff menu. i was so hyped up for it bc they said it was the okra one. bc i remembered the colleagues talking about it saying that the minced meat and brinjaw one was good. when the food came, i got so disappointed bc it’s was fucking LADIESFINGER AND FISH. FAK i always thought okra was brinjaw omfg and i was cheated??? holy shit i was so mad bc not only i don’t like ladies finger, the portion was so little that there’s only 3 small pieces of fish and 2 slices of ladies finger. omfg i got so mad that shit cost $5. omg ended up we had to buy macs the staff menu and a large fries. ugh

it’s weird tho i feel nauseous and my stomach hurts but i ate breakfast today. i had wraps and sandwhich. i didn’t eat the sandwhich tho. now eating lunch i feel like i need to puke even more than ever. ugh what’s wrong with me. i’ve been eating i swear. i’ve been eating 3 meals i didn’t skip any meals but idk why.

7:42pm daddy and mummy went out for dinner, they told me they had some food for me on the table and i just had to warm it up. i didn’t want to eat bc i didn’t have any appetite recently. but i couldn’t just throw it away and lie that i ate. so i just warmed up the food. i left the soup on the stove on low fire and went to bathe. halfway i heard and explosion and i got fucking scared. like omg wtf what if my whole kitchen is in flames or sth??? wtf wtf so i went out stark naked and soap still in my hair. and the fucking back door was open bc i went for a smoke earlier. fuck my life. and i was scared someone came home too and i was naked?? and what if the kitchen was on fire too?? fuck. luckily the fire just went out but the sound tho. scared the shit out of me. thank God nothing happened. holy shit. i thought the worst was over, and i could just go back to bathe. I couldn’t fucking turn off the fucking gas HOLY SHIT. the knob was jammed fuckkkkk how more suey could i get. and i was soapy and the soap was in my eyes and what not and i was trying my best to turn off the stove before anyone came home seeing me naked????? fuck. i finally managed to in the end. i swear my heart was beating so fast i thought it was going to pop out. omg. ok story telling time over. i’m so tired to even eat. i just want to smoke my life away till i pass out from the fumes.

9:28pm i happened to chance upon this thoughtcatalogue article and i really agree with it a lot.

I Love You, But You’re Not Good For Me (And I Can Finally See That) Becca Martin

It’s been months since I’ve seen you last and I was convinced you were what was missing from my life. I convinced myself that I couldn’t live without you, that I’d never be happy again until I was reunited with you, but going back made me realize something I’ve known for a while but have never been able to admit to myself. I finally realized just how toxic and suffocating you are in my life. I get so wrapped up in love and the idea of love that often times I forget just how good or bad something can be for me. I think that it’s right, and that just because it makes me feel good that means it’s all okay. But it’s not. It’s not okay that I left feeling full of regrets, feeling less than when I arrived to you, feeling empty because as much as I want to be with you constantly, going back to you made me realize how damaging our relationship is. It made me realize that what we had worked for so long, but even through all those years I failed to notice you’ve always made me feel this way. You were always bad for me but I just became completely intoxicated by you. You made me forget my morals, my values, how to be strong on my own because being around you makes me weak. It makes me do things I’m not necessarily proud of because being around you makes me feel alive. It makes me hate myself – and love shouldn’t make you feel that way. But I never noticed it at the time, I blocked it out and always blamed it on anything other than you. I enjoyed every wild moment, every drunk mistake, every time I let myself go completely because all I was concerned about in those moments was being there with you. I never wanted to be apart, I never wanted to live without you because I never thought I could enjoy life without you. I wanted to stay there; stay in those moments of comfort with you because it made me feel safe. In all those blissful moments I forgot how damaging you were to me because in those moments I never wanted anything more than I wanted to be there, with you. I thought going back to you would help, I thought it would remind me just how much I love you and it would make me want to stay. But I was wrong. I loved you when I got there – and I still do – but now I’m not so sure that it’s healthy because when I drove away and left you this time I didn’t feel the same heartbreak I felt the first time. I didn’t feel the same sadness and regret of walking away. This time I wasn’t even sure I wanted to go back to you again. Instead, this time I felt empty, I felt hopeless and like I’ve completely lost myself because that’s what you do to me. You completely intoxicate me and you turn me into someone I’m not, someone I don’t know anymore. And it breaks my heart to come to this realization because I love you more than you’ll ever know, but you’re not good for me. I learned that I can love you with my whole heart in a way that I’ve never loved anyone or anything else but that doesn’t mean we are good for each other; it doesn’t mean we’ll end up together because sometimes you don’t end up with the love of your life, and that’s okay. I love to love things that are bad for me because they make me feel alive, but at a certain point I need to walk away from what I really want in the moment and start walking towards something that’s good for me in the long run. I don’t know how I’ll do it without you, but all I know is I need to try because I can’t keep going back to you. I’m no longer good for you and you’re definitely not good for me.

it’s scary bc that’s how i feel sometimes. especially when we fight. i’m pretty numb rn, i don’t feel as much as i did on that day and the next. i know you’re bad for me, bc you don’t ever change or try and understand when a misunderstanding happens. you said u would but when it comes down to doing it, you don’t. but i still love you. a lot in fact. like how the girl felt like in the article.

these days, we have been fighting so much i’ve stopped wishing and hoping for things to go my way, i just let nature take its course. and i don’t think i’ll have a definite answer for you if u were to ask me at the end of all these. i’ve cleared my mind and have been thinking things through. i don’t feel depressed or happy or wtv. i just feel normal. like it’s any other day. i’m just going to leave it in God’s hands. it’s not that i’ve given up. i don’t want to fight against what has been planned for us. it’s tiring knowing that you’re fighting a losing battle. i’ll just let nature take its course, and go with the flow.

the thing about me is that no matter how wrong i know something is or how bad something is for me, i still try and fight for what i want. and i might end up fighting a losing battle when it comes to you. bc no matter how toxic our r/s is, i am that stubborn and i won’t give up even though i know it’s not going to work. i only give up when i’m broken. and i guess i’m not that broken enough to give up yet.

10:30pm the mood swings are back. i feel shitty. i miss u. there's a dull ache inside my chest. i wanna talk to you. i wanna know what you're doing. i want you to be here. i want to see your face. i want to feel u. i miss u.

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tellywoodtrash · 7 years

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ishqbaaz 28.09.17 lb

the fake tadi isn’t turning anika on like shivaay thought it would. tai tai phisssssssss!

fake tadi is quicklyyyyyyy turning into real tadi.

YEAAAAAAH BABYYYYY

OH GOD WHYYYYYYYYYYY THIS FUCKING SONG COME ON LIKE THE FAKE CGI BG WASN’T BAD ENOUGH TO RUIN THE MOOD

ok ignoring for the seskiness.

honestly the fucking bad cgi and lighting changes are making it super difficult for me to concentrate. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK EVEN IS THIS ☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽

BILLU PLEASE!!!!! HAATH SE BHI AAGE KABHI BADHEGA???????

ouff yuck forehead kissing like a brother is not what i meant.

OH HALLELUJAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAS BILLU! GET IT!!!!!!!!!!

aaaaaaaaaaand KLPD.

“shivaay singh oberoi ki shaadi ho rahi hai”

and for the how many’th time???? like, at this point, it’s not even news. tu har do teen mahine shaadi karta hai.

pft billu is greaaatly overestimating his market value.

“swayamvar” “somvaar??” “swayamvar!”

anika’s is like fuck you, you just killed my lady boner, imma go sleep.

nope, too late to do damage control, shivaay. girl’s like byeeeeee.

LMAO THE FAKE FOX NEWS - BOX GOSSIPS

whooooooo the fuck are these girls??? where were they before his three (four??? i’ve lost count at this point) other marriage attempts???

oh boy. who this with the omnious hand tattoo? it’s a trishul (for shiva) too. obsessed fangirl????

fuck it’s so easy to just smuggle yourself into this fucking house inside some item. pehle dhol tha, abhi carpet. like... come on.

what do you mean it gets too late???? WHO ARE YOUUUUUU???

whyyyyyyyyy is khanna in charge of everything from security to electricity to decoration to shivaay’s meetings to god knows what else??? LIKE... HIRE MORE PPL, SHIVAAY. HONESTLY.

catering ki taraf se ho toh yeh decoration ka kaam kyun kar rahi ho???

yuck the decorations are so tacky. and the large pictures of them, god. so embarrassing.

pinky, maybe if you actually asked for forgiveness instead of just... demanding it, or taking it as a right....???

dadi kuch zyaaada laad nahi kar rahi pinky par???

MY GOD HIRE MORE PPL, KHANNA IS JUST ONE PERSON

snort, i’m loving this new more jokey and familiar khanna.

“sir, aapko mere pe bharosa nahi hai?????” “TUJHPE NA, KISI KO BHAROSA NAHI HAI YAHAN PAR.”

lmaoooooooooooooo. toh phir naukri pe rakha kyun hai isse? for his cute puppy dog eyes and videography skillz?

lmaooooo is it just meeee or was there bhar bhar ke snark in khanna’s smirky “shaadi mubarak ho” hee hee

anyway, he made shivaay laugh, so guess his job is still safe despite being a colossal fuckup.

“pagal hai yeh khanna. kaam chod ke sab achche se karta hai.”

aaaaaand there’s khanna’s character sketch for you in one sentence.

OUFF OH WHO THISSSSSSSS

pfffffft “zindagi ka sabse bada din”. honestly, after the second time, it starts to lose it’s charm.

god what new chore does dadi have for shivaay now

ooooh, i like shakti’s dupatta/stole/whatever

LMAO WHAT, DADI IS A BADSHAH FAN HAHAHAHA

even pinky is ecstatic at that. wow. who knew oberois had such mainstream and... “youth” oriented taste.

ok whatever, fwding this stupid little plug.

must these three always make a dramatic entrance like this together, at every function???? matlab, apna hi ghar hai, there’s no need to be soooo dramatic.

the ladkewaale’s side is little overpopulated no?

EXCUSE ME WHO ARE THESE RANDOS BRINGING ANIKA??? weren’t omru supp to be on anika’s side and be with her?????? THE FUCK.

billu you’re going to sprain your neck if you stretch it anymore to look at her.

lmaoooooooooooooo bechaara

hahahaha rudra’s face like “bhaiyya could you chill and not be a damn loser for 5 seconds pls.”

hahahaha this poor munchkin. dadi is cockblocking to the maxxxxxxxxxx.

LMAO OM’S FACE. EVERYONE’S JUST LIKE BRO COULD YOU CALM DOWN A SEC

“kyaaaaa kar rahe ho?”

no really billu. the fuck you doing?

“she’s looking GORGEOUS. bhaabi’s killing it bhai! tabaaahi lag rahi hai!”

lololol, abhay’s putting in salt in shivaay’s wounds.

LMAO OMRU HAAAAAAAAAATE HIM SO MUCH

lo, haldiiiiiiiii bhi nahi aayi. in logon ka kuch time pe hota bhi hai?

please om, you’re not exactly loving abhay either. don’t think we’re not noticing all the stink eyes you’re shooting him.

“woh ddlj ka raj malhotra banne ki koshish kyun kar raha hai???”

pfffffffffft. no but truly, is begaani shaadi mein abhaay kuch zyaada hi deewana ban raha hai.

waaah, bhai apna artist bhi hai. watch outtttt omkara!

lolllllllllll these assholes.

such attractive assholes though. my boys! *squishes them all together*

woooop, sabse pehle maa. oh boy.

great, dadi’s emotionally blackmailing billu into it.

omRu and shivaaaaaaay NOT HAPPY.

LMAO K3G TITLE TRACK WHAT NONSENSE

OMFG OM PLEASE STOP WITH THE NAINO KE BAAN. KUCH TOH DIPLOMACY DIKHAO.

lolololol billu is soooooooo mad at dadi for doing this to him

IS PINKY FINALLY ON THE GOOD SIDE OR NOT???? WHO THE FUCK WERE ALL THE PHONE CALLS TO? WHAT ABOUT SVETLANA? IS THIS NEW HIDDEN WEIRDO IN THE HOUSE THANKS TO HER??? I NEED TO KNOW ALL THIS BEFORE SUCCUMBING TO MY FEELZ ABOUT HER.

that one crookedass tika.

that sorted itself out in the next shot!

billu’s stone face tho. sigh.

OMFG WHAT BAAAT WITH SHIVAAY BITCH JUST SPIT IT OUT ALREADY

tej and shakti cuteness.

eeeeeeeeeeee. my boyssssssss.

fuck offffffffff, why so adorbzzzzzzzzzz. i love you shitheads so much.

why’s everyone just putting it in the same three spots. itni badi... ok not badi.... lekin itni body padi hai uski, put it other places too?

billu is now throwing tantrum about wanting to haldi up wife.

wife’s reaction:

ahaaa wife is just as utaavli over here. these two have zero chill.

lol billu just got smacked over the head.

om, you’ve been pacing the length of your room coz you haven’t seen YOUR wife. tu toh rehne hi de.

lol abhay has a nickname for om: ghalib.

aaaaaaaaand rudra just got haldi bombed.

OMG THE MURDER IN RUDRA’S EYES LOLOLOL RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ABHAY

shivaay’s reactions are the best hahahahahaha:

pffffffffffffffffffffffffft.

masha’Allah @ the faces of this show honestly.

i hate this weirddddd low pitched version of lafzon ka rishta

awwww, sahil having complex.

shaktiji here to make pinkyyyy feel better

i’m so glad to see them happy. i know pinkyyyy was a bitch to the infinite degree, but i can never fully hate her coz my scorpio heart knows what it’s like to be a jealous possessive crazy asshole.

rudraaaaaa finalllyyyy got one in on abhayyyyy

OMG WHO IS THIS TRISHUL WAALI

SOMEONE COME GET MY BABY SAHIL AND INCLUDE HIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

ok badshah is here and i can’t handle such naach gaana so fwding, as much as i love him

what nonsense, he’s not even performing for real, just lip syncing pffffffffffft

ahaaaaaaaaaaa billu’s managed to sneak over to the other side of the curtain using badshah as a cover!

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAS SNEAK OFF MY BBS!

kasam has been invoked.

“humaari zindagi mein kuch bura nahi hoga. sirf achcha hi achcha hoga.”

don’t make promises you can’t keep, bro.

but you guys cute. so go on.

ghoongat waali bai mistook abhay for shivaay. methinks abhay might be instrumental in coming to rescue in this situation???

“kal raat se tumhe dekha nahi hai. it was the hardest day of my lifeeeeeeee.”

so overdramatic. hey, remember when she left you for 3 months????

“main chahta tha ki main apne hone waaali biwi ko khud haldi lagaoon.”

TOH KARO NA JALDI. WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR LIKE A FUCKING YEAR NOW BITCHHHHHHHHHH

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