#yeah sydney doesn't exist guys

[campbenji]

so we all thought the reason for Brooklynn being killed off was because they couldn't pay Jenna Ortega, but the same thing happened with Kenji and Ryan Potter and he got recasted without hesitation. plus we still don't know anything about Sydney.... other than she's 19 (same age as Brooklynn) and an amputee due to a "wild animal" attack

#yeah sydney doesn't exist guys #someone else mentioned it and i really do think 'sydney' was a name for the brooklynn recast while avoiding spoilers #this isn't going to be revealed this season though #this show is at least going to have 3 seasons #so it will probably be towards the end #deep in denial or right? we'll find out #brooklynn jwcc #c rambles about jwcc #jurassic world chaos theory #chaos theory #jwct #jwct trailer spoilers #camp cretaceous

[msfbgraves]

After a binge of 'The Bear', I don't understand why so many characters in the show say there is something exceptionally strange about Carmen. If anyone, Sydney should get it without knowing anything about his history.

He's an exceptionally gifted, creative guy, and they're Like That.

And by like that I mean that creative people are self absorbed. Or, maybe not self absorbed the way narcissists are, who are literally pondering the genius of them - they don't feel they have to share anything with the world but their supposed awesomeness, in a reality show way. (Like what do these people like the Kardashians even do?) But the creative types want something to exist, want it to be Right, and that has something to do with how they interact with the world. How their self interacts with the thing they're doing. What that results in, what they make, brings joy to those it is for. A lot of joy. Carmen is a three Michelin star chef. What he makes is out of this world good. It is a way of spreading so much love.

But you can't do it if you pour yourself fully into other people. It interferes. You need to make your art, your food, your world record, caring for other people comes second place. It simply does. You do it when you're on a roll, when your first gift gives you so much back that sure, your cup runneth over, you can pour yourself into other people too! And maybe there are people who can do both, but a lot of the time, you're a star chef first and a brother second and Sugar, you can be mad about it all you want, but if you'd take the cooking away from him, he wouldn't even be a brother third.

So many people pour all of themselves in a few other chosen select people. We see that as moral and right and just, and we don't expect any feats of genius. But Carmen is the type of genius who can't do both. You want love from him? You get great food and whatever else he may have left to spare. And it will be less than any other random person who can't do what he does. There is a reason people's relationships with him improve when they join him in his world. He doesn't have to step away from the most important thing to his brain, he has so much more to spare for the people he loves. Of course he pours out his love to Syd while fixing a table, because he doesn't have to choose then.

And, well, is that sociopathic? Yes, if you feel that it's the wrong way to relate to people, if you feel you need to be able to leave something like that behind to go shopping, or watch a game or do things everyone enjoys. But it's not how they work. If you let them show love through what they do, they have more time to watch the game after. Or watch the game at his restaurant and let him serve you the best burger you have ever tasted during, with homemade beer and vanilla coke and fries to die for. Yeah he will come up with a new use for spinach during but so what? You'll also get to talk about what you're up to, how he can help. It's completely legit if that isn't enough and you need to find someone to pour more of themselves into you, but don't blame him, it's no use. His love is in his output first. If you'd have asked Leonardo to stop scribbling for three seconds, for your friendship you might have been fine without the Mona Lisa, but the likely result would have been 1, no Mona Lisa, and 2, a miserable Leonardo. Maybe stop trying to be friends with Leonardo then and find a buddy who isn't obsessed, if this bothers you.

One thing Carmen probably shouldn't do is have kids. That's not fair. He'd only be half a parent. But he's made thousands of lives better in other ways: he's elevated the careers of everyone at the Beef. He gave cousin Richie a purpose within a week. He's going to get Syd her star if it kills him. Poor Sugar is getting the short end of the stick for now, and maybe he can't do much for her in general, but those future birthday cakes are going to be epic. Any food intolerance? He's on it.

Who says that isn't love?

#the bear #the bear fx #carmen berzatto

[imliterallyjustablackgirl]

Claire '' of course I know the name'' 2/2

Nostalgia is good, but it isn't meant to stay, so that's why she left. They both felt let down by emotions that wouldn't have lasted because they never knew each other, despite the forced sense of familiarity that seems to be forced upon us. Think about it, she has been presented as a form of distraction. Ex: when people have like a life outside of work it's celebrated, but it's a poor attempt at normacy from a guy who isn't yet ready to be normal (doesn't exist but ok) ? A lot seems to forget that Carmen growing up WAS a neurospiceyyy, stuttering and quite alone guy. Everything Carmen does, screams, I want to know what if feels like, but our guy doesn't know H O W . Truthfully he was always showed what he should seek, told when to apologize from Donna who to like from Mikey, so him liking Claire right now when he has vowed to change the chemisty of the restaurant with his busniness partner slash girl who is also friend aka Syd, a lap that if it fail its on him, hell yeah my boy's gonna run towards the past. Even, with Claire his supposed girl who is a friend, didn't have quite the patience to understand that? So truly how much layers do you except your lover to have? One? like his crush for you was enough and you went'' ily,kissy face'' like, you know what, let's move on. The reality of it, it feels like his way of honoring what Mikey would have liked for him not what he wants.I saw someone say somewhere (Tiktok?) that from a viewing point we might not like Claire because of how fast paced the Bear is and chaotic and everything that is normal seems boring or flat, she is meant to show us the outside world of the Bear, outside of cooking. I could see some of that with the aspect that she is a ER doctor, which in the real world would be fast but in the Bear universe, she seems..cozy? Out there running errands, letting people biiiiiiiiiiiiippp, while she twirls her hair on the phone in the hall (jk), if you asked me, it's just feels a bore to have so many interesting characters and then, Claire? I love Carmen, but instead of viewing her as this breath of fresh air she is always shown us as another thing that piles up on Carm anxiety ( i.e: The break down in freezer and the panick attack.) You know when people talk about love right, because she said she loved him, and we see how uncomfy he gets, he gave her a fake number for crying out loud., most people would love for you to balance it out, right be happy about your relationship but because of how much been with her has monopolized his attention, as a partner I would h a t e to know I'm the reason I think when saw @bbythurs say if your partner was in an opening of a really important event for them wouldn't stand down? Like, even when Carm came to their table, it was quick, swiftly and thoughtful. Like a partner would have understood if he couldn't because of how busy it got, I even remember her looking a little bit around, so the girl got a grasp on how busy the resto is, u'kna, 'the 'opening' of their restaurant. Mostly, if like our common friend, Fak literally said it's not a good moment, when @bbythurs said it was pushy , I recall even a word about how it reflect his family dynamic, the lack of boundaries and what not. It feels like we are supposed to like her. You know, she gives a really good ''everyone'' liked her at school- popular-ish, but also, that type of people often stay the same in a weird way?Remember when I said everything changes but stay the same? It makes me wonder if things we are meant to see endearing about her are the same things that show us that Carmen might not know boundaries when it concern relationship because his family didn't show him how , so someone who would lack some wouldn't raise alarm to him, because he wouldn't be able to hear it (get it, like in that one episode) and now he is left in the cold, literally. I'm going to leave you all to Carmen opening up to his friend who is a girl, Sydney, done not in a mental breakdown but an attempt to not make his wife understand him

#carmy x sydney #sydcarmy #claire bear

[heavensentofficial]

INFO

This is an RP blog for the DOL AU of my OC Lettie/Lettice the Heavensent! Run by @degrees-of-fuck the thing the myth the absentee.

Major canon character relationship under cut for useful info just in case, but any and all interactions are welcome!Not necessary reading, but it's here and might inspire some interactions idk

Content warnings for more mentions of bloodshed n violence than is in game, references to and implications of religious abuse and most likely a whole lot of stalking.

Basic concept since she's less of a traditional PC and self explanatory than my other guys: OC that I ported over to DoL that ended up being a magic sheep thing that got thrown at the temple as a baby for Magic Baby Malevolence crimes. Magic Powers + Divine Connotation = Become a local "divine" being and have to deal with that public image and not slipping and letting anyone think you might actually be a demon instead. Also = being a sacrificial lamb/bloodbag on the down low, but she doesn't tend to post about that outside of hinting. She's also very sickly on account of Psychic Side Effects, Just Being Chronically Ill and the constant bloodletting.

JORDAN: Jordan is one of the few people at the temple that Lettie actually uhhhhh... Likes. They are probably terminally unaware of The Horrors, after all. She admires their charisma and the effect they have on others - and probably saw a lot of them growing up. As a rule, she's hiding 1000000 things from them at any given moment, generally for reasons for Not Rocking The Boat.

HARPER: Lettie is a Sickly Thing and a Cute Little Doll that needs her doctor to take care of her <:) It's just a shame the temple refuses to let Harper Keep her... (I think of my OCs, she's the one Harper would be fixated on, though frustrated by her inaccessibility relative to less... Known people.) As for her own side, Lettie despises them. Just... Very quietly. She acts sweet and compliant with them as with anyone else, occasionally looking for opportunities to mess with them. Gaslighter Combat.

KYLAR: Another member of the Lettie Fixator Club. another falls victim to her horrendous aura of Obsession Magnetism... Lettie is nice to Kylar consistently (After all, in her case, showing kindness to people others don't won't effect her specific reputation poorly) - but is always very careful not to let them get uh... Too close. (Because that WOULD.) Kylar feels like the only one that actually Knows her, but I think what they have in their head is just another false image of her. Her big eyes and tiny stature make her look just like one of their figurines and maybe, they hope, she can use her powers to help their parents.

SYDNEY: I think it's COMPLICATED for Lettie. Sydney's existence makes her paranoid, since if a human did appear to out-purity her, that feels like a risk of being re-categorized as a demon in her head. Corrupt Sydney, she'd find much easier to get along with - but I'm not sure yet how I specifically picture it. Despite this, I think the two would know each other relatively well, even if mostly through their shared connection to Jordan. But yeah. Lettie mostly avoids Sydney unless she has a Reason to approach. Sometimes does make a bit of an effort to keep them from having an aneurysm and dying/generally reaches out to them for appearance's sake lol.

IVORY WRAITH: oughghghgh the wraith... I really need to think of this more, but I think of my guys, Lettie would be the most likely to get possessed by it on a regular basis. Plus. Their shared religious Sacrifice type trauma... For MANY reasons, I think the wraith is the only DoL character Lettie would actually be into lmao. I ship it.

GWYLAN: I think they know and like each other : ) Lettie sneaks off into the woods sometimes to forage and I think they vibe with each other now and then. Plus, Gwylan has a way of coming quick when she gets mauled by wolves. Which is uh. A lot. (damned lamb...)

#infoposting

[timelessxmemories]

Rating ALL the Mario Kart 8 Deluxe soundtracks because I'm autistic!

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Mushroom Cup ;;

Mario Kart Stadium: 7/10. It's the first soundtrack in the first cup. Classic, but good. I like it.

Water Park: 8/10. Genuinely really enjoy this one. It sound very beachy which I really enjoy.

Sweet Sweet Canyon: 4/10. Definitely not my favourite. When I play Mario Kart I expect upbeat and playful music which is exactly what this is, but I just feel like it's missing something.

Thwomp Ruins: 3/10. Eh. Doesn't do it for me.

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Flower Cup ;;

Mario Circuit: 5/10. It's just okay.

Toad Harbour: 8/10. It gives me Pokémon vibes and I don't know why. I vibe with it.

Twisted Mansion: 10/10. Honestly really fucking good. Lives up to its name and is a banger tbh.

Shy Guy Falls: 10/10. Yes please. Give me more of this thank you.

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Star Cup ;;

Sunshine Airport: 0/10. I just don't vibe with it. I don't enjoy.

Dolphin Shoals: 9/10. Again, beachy vibe. I like it.

Electrodome: 6/10. Meh. Could be better, but still pretty good.

Mount Wario: 5/10. Another meh for me over here.

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Special Cup ;;

Cloudtop Cruise: 10/10. It's a classic. Ya gotta love it.

Bone-Dry Ruins: 4/10. Genuinely thought I'd like this a little more, but nope.

Bowser's Castle: 10/10. It's Bowser. Need I say more? It's a head-banger for sure.

Rainbow Road: 2/10. Eh.

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Egg Cup ;;

Yoshi Circuit: 10/10. Again, a classic. Absolute banger.

Excitebike Arena: 2/10. Where'd the excitement???

Dragon Driftway: 9/10. Okay, now we're talking.

Mute City: 10/10. yes please.

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Crossing Cup ;;

Baby Park: 5/10. It's okay.

Cheese Land: 0/10. Why does this even exist.

Wild Woods: 0/10. Too calm for me personally.

Animal Crossing: 10/10. I'm an Animal Crossing enthusiast.

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Shell Cup ;;

Moo Moo Meadows: 2/10. ????

Mario Circuit: 3/10. I kindly ask you to stop.

Cheep Cheep Beach: 7/10. Kinda lost the beach element, it's still there, but it's also not.

Toads Turnpike: 0/10. Stop.

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Banana Cup ;;

Dry Dry Desert: 9/10. Feels nice.

Donut Plains 3: 0/10. No thank you.

Royal Raceway: 1/10. Where is the royalty feeling???

DK Jungle: 10/10. No regrets.

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Leaf Cup ;;

Wario Stadium: 5/10. Got a bit better than last time.

Sherbet Land: 0/10. Can I leave?

Music Park: 0/10. No.

Yoshi Valley: 7/10. Gives Yoshi.

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Lightning Cup ;;

Tick-Tock Clock: 9/10. Silly. I like it.

Piranha Plant Slide: 7/10. It sure is.

Grumble Volcano: 10/10. Is it okay??

Rainbow Road: 10/10. Genuinely enjoy it.

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Zelda Cup ;;

Wario Goldmine: 0/10. Please stop.

Rainbow Road: 0/10. Gives me anxiety. What is even happening.

Ice Ice Outpost: 10/10. Toads always come in clutch.

Hyrule Circuit: 1/10. As much as I love TLOZ, this one doesn't do it for me.

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Bell Cup ;;

Neo-Bowser City: 1/10. Nuh-uh.

Ribbon Road: 8/10. Okay, alright, I hear ya.

Super Bell Subway: 0/10. No thank you.

Big Blue: 100/10. Y E S.

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DLC WAVES:

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Golden Mushroom Cup ;;

Paris Promenade: 0/10. French people don't exist silly!

Toad Circuit: 0/10. Carbon copy of Mario Circuit.

Choco Mountain: 0/10. No.

Coconut Mall: 100/10. Get coconut malled idiot.

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Bell Cup 2 ;;

Tokyo Blur: 4/10. It exists.

Shroom Ridge: 10/10. It's a vibe.

Sky Garden: 6/10. Nice feel to it.

Ninja Hideaway: 10000/10. TOP FUCKING 3.

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Turnip Cup ;;

New York Minute: 0/10. I don't vibe.

Mario Circuit 3: 0/10. Im in hell.

Kalimari Desert: 0/10. ???

Waluigi Pinball: 10/10. Only because Waluigi got recognition.

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Fly Mushroom Cup ;;

Sydney Sprint: 0/10. Help.

Snow Land: 9/10. Getting somewhere finally!

Mushroom Gorge: 100000/10. AGAIN, TOP FUCKING 3.

Sky-High Sundae: 0/10. No.

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Rock Shroom Cup ;;

London Loop: 10/10. I vibe.

Boo Lake: 5/10. It's here.

Rock Rock Mountain: 8/10. I like it!

Maple Treeway: 10000/10. NOT TOP THREE THO. JUST BECAUSE WIGGLER.

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Moon Cup ;;

Berlin Byways: 10/10. Fuck yeah!!

Peach Gardens: 0/10. Please leave me alone.

Merry Mountain: 6/10. Merry chrisler

Rainbow Road: 0/10. I can't escape.

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Peach Cup ;;

Amsterdam Drift: 7/10. I'm vibing, I'm vibing.

Riverside Park: 2/10. ok.

DK Summit: 5/10. Yeah it exists.

Yoshis Island: 10/10. Please do more of this. I like this.

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Boomerang Cup ;;

Bangkok Rush: 0/10. It's certainly... unique..?

Mario Circuit: 0/10. STOP. PLEASE. LET ME FREE.

Waluigi Stadium: 100/10. MORE RECOGNITION FOR OUR BOY.

Singapore Speedway: 2/10. Uh.

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Feather Cup ;;

Athens Dash: 10/10. Sounds regal, I love this one.

Daisy Cruiser: 6/10. Yeah.

Moonview Highway: 10/10. I'm vibing!!

Squeaky Clean Sprint: 100/10. For the ducky alone. It's a mecore track.

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Cherry Cup ;;

Los Angeles Laps: 0/10. No.

Sunset Wilds: 10/10. Feels very Shy-Guy and I'm 100% here for it.

Koopa Cape: 10/10. Yes please.

Vancouver Velocity: 10/10. Familiar for some reason.

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Acorn Cup ;;

Rome Avanti: 5/10. Fancy.

DK Mountain: 10/10. Oooo!

Daisy Circuit: 10/10. Just because it has Daisy and Luigi dancing.

Piranha Plant Cove: 8/10. I can vibe with it!

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Blue Shell Cup ;;

Madrid Drive: 10/10. I vibe.

Rosalinas Iceworld: 10/10. Again, more recognition for our girl is needed Nintendo!!!

Bowser Castle 3: 100000/10. TOP FUCKING 3. HOLY SHIT.

Rainbow Road: 7/10. Got a bit better!

#{ cryptid ; ooc } #mario kart 8 deluxe #mario kart 8 switch #mario kart 8 dlc #mario kart 8 booster course pass #mario kart #mario kart soundtracks

[the-firebird69]

The Firm (1993) - IMDb

"The Firm (1993) - IMDb" https://m.imdb.com/title/tt0106918/

I do hear my grandson and he's saying this is very very heavy this subject and Thor Freya are usually right and they're right most of the time and of course they're right in this case and it was them I believe and it was and it leads to something very important and pertinent and in Arkansas not outside Arkansas even though the money is outside times and it has to do with money too and it's a pertinent as well they say and we agree Hera and I that the money is something people say he does not touching which is a lie his clothes are taking the money out of garth's bank in front of Ken garth I it was a bank robbery in progress. And they're threatening us to do it. And this is a bit different but I'm going to let father and mother explain

Zues Hera

It's true that he has to type it but really we're saying it and he knows how it happens and can stop it but you people try it all the time and it doesn't work now here it is this is about the drug trade and really when you're at this high level and it's kind of money it's cocaine and he assumed it but they say in the movie once or twice not much and it says about corporations and things when it really is because they're shelters and the money is sheltered at the Grand canyons in laundry there and they use it and they hide where it's coming from and they have some corporations that are shelters as well now Tom Cruise and yeah the star of the tenant bombs got into it and they were hired as lawyers for someone who got screwed by them and they figured out something this is above their head so they went to the client said who are you and it was Mac and he said okay we're on the team and said these people are buying tons of cocaine and trafficking it and John remillard went right to Miami and said I have a job and it said no you don't and said oh you know and he said now you do and it's cocaine and he's competing over it and that's why they're dressed up like that because they do the Coke and they try and say the cops a lot of people like the show because of that and a son liked it because of cops and and he is like a cop I guess he said it too and it's going on now this firm movie is beginning and it goes real fast and they found out real quick that it's really big and Mac figures out it's real big and there's a ton of devices that these clones are making and tons of them are pouring out of the hole in Arkansas and Arkansas was a stomping grounds of Bill Clinton and Bill Clinton is Tommy F and he's also the character in blade runner with tears in the rain. And it is not a fun time because he had a stomping grounds there and set things up and his clothes are all over the place running everything in that state and he's Governor there and it's hell and they need assistance right now they're screaming it and their cloning is non-existent there but they have huge facilities nearby and they're going to suck them all out and use them up there these guys are made tons of bombs way too many and they always do now I'm calling hours to emergency meeting things are going very fast and we need troops and we need people around us to sign up immediately and we need to put it to them bluntly you're told to sign up you're anticipated to sign up you're required to for our plan if you don't go with our plan there's no other plan to go with and that's the way it is because it's absolutely true you're not going to stay on the planet you cannot you will cease to exist because of what we have to do

Thor Freya

Zues Hera it's all absolutely true because my husband and I planned it most of it the big stuff and that's what it is the big stuff and then we quickly consulted handed off and discussed it with them and it got approved

It's truly kind of goes through it every time but he doesn't mind it's a really wonderful plan but it's horrifying if you are not signed up you will die

Olympus

[im-only-joking]

Okay so with the thoughts of bratty sub mat, wrecked mat, and like Marty teaching mat to fight in mine and @ladyeggplant s minds, I give you this absolute filth with more feelings than i thought it would have. Marty, mat, and beau threesome, with very much mat x beau relationship going on in the background.

Warnings: cumplay, dom/sub relationships, pain play, nipple play, daddy kink. If i’ve missed anything lmk and I'll tag it/ edit the warnings. As much as i love sydney, lets just pretend for the sake of not involving any cheating, that Marty and syd never existed.

"C'mon Barz, try and pin me."

Matt knew he should've seen this coming a mile away, what with Barzy's shy grins, and his dark eyes twinkling with mirth as they roughhoused. It wasn't exactly, like, a hardship, though. Just, could've been foreseen.

Mat was grinning ear-to-ear, trying to get a better grip on Marty as they grappled, practice winding down behind them.

"How the fuck are you 'sposed to get em to the ice?" Barz asked, giggling, as he adjusted his fist in Marty's jersey.

"Like this."

With a grunt, Barzy landed on his back, still fisting Marty's jersey like a lifeline as the older man laughed over him.

"You're too pretty to get punched, Barz, but here's some advice for when you get into a scrap on the ice," Marty winked, "Let me handle it."

Mat flushed and rolled his eyes, shoving Marty off him as he carefully got to his skates.

"Lame," Barz huffed. "Busted lips are hot."

Marty raised a brow. "Yeah? Ya think so?"

He let Barz think about the implication of his statement, realization dawning on the younger's face, his face turning even brighter with embarrassment as he ducked his head

"Hey man, they are, don't shame me."

Marty laid a hand on Mat's shoulder. "Not shaming you, just making sure you're saying what I think you are."

Barzy looked up through his dark lashes, lips bitten red, and grinned sheepishly. "I am. I want- I need-"

"I can tell you need it," Marty chuckled, running his fingers through Mat's hair in a way that could be seen by the other guys as 'ruffling', but was really just an excuse to tug the younger boy's hair, his helmet having been tossed to the ice before they'd play-fought. "You wanna come by after lunch? I know you nornally go out with Beau, so don't miss out on that. But come over after, and I'll give you what you want."

Mat's breath caught in his throat as Marty skated off for the dressing room.

"He teaching you some tricks, eh?" Beau's voice snapped Mat out of his trance, and he almost yelped.

"Huh? What do you mean?" God, Mat hoped Beau hadn't heard that conversation.

"You two looked like you were having a scrap?" Beau questioned, looking confused at Mat's panicked tone. "Dude, you good?"

"I think Marty just invited me over to his place to get fucked by him," Mat blurted out, clapping a hand over his mouth after the word-vomit had already done its damage.

Beau looked shocked, then even more confused, then impressed. "Well shit dude, get some. I mean, I know you know this, but just be careful it doesn't mess with the team dynamic, but otherwise... That's kinda hot."

"Wait... What?" Mat frowned.

Beau laughed, winding an arm around Mat's neck as he dragged him towards the locker room. "Marty's hot, dude, and like, I dunno... I've always thought about getting dominated by him. Seems like he'd be into that sorta thing."

Mat knew his face was probably fire engine red at this point. "Do you think he'd do that? Just take control and... Do what he wanted with us?"

Beau scoffed. "Well, I guess you'll find out? I'm not coming with you."

"Why not?" Mat asked, quickly stripping off his sweaty gear before wrapping a towel around himself to head to the showers. "You wanna right?"

"I've... Thought about him, yeah."

"And I'm pretty nervous, so... Buddy system."

Beau cackled. "I'm pretty certain we wouldn't be considered 'buddies' at that point, Barz. That's technically grounds for a threesome."

Mat bit his lip, letting Beau walk off to shower as he did the same, thinking over everything Beau had just said. And came to a pretty solid conclusion.

"I've always been interested in you, I've just never said anything cause I didn't think you were into dudes. Or that you'd ever be into me," Mat mumbled through a mouthful of salad that Beau had bullied him into getting at their usual lunch place.

Beau's mouth dropped open and Mat got a good look at half-chewed chicken parm.

"Ew, man," he grouched, shielding his eyes. "Chew and swallow."

Beau chewed thoroughly and swallowed before speaking. "You mean to say that you've found me attractive since, when, Barz, since like a year ago, a few years ago?"

Mat played with his fork, avoiding answering until said fork fell on the fucking ground, eliminating his distraction.

"I think, like, probably since the World Juniors where you broke your arm?"

Beau narrowed his eyes and leaned across the table. "You motherfucker."

Mat winced.

"I have spent fucking ages trying to get over you, thinking you couldn't possibly be interested in me, cause you're... Well... You. And now you're saying all this time I've been wallowing in self pity, we could've been fucking?"

Mat winced again, clearing his throat. "I'd like to think that we could've been dating, but, uh, yeah."

Beau's eyes narrowed even more. "You absolute sonofabitch. No, sorry, I love your mom, don't tell her I called you that. I just don't understand!"

"I'm sorry?" Mat grumbled, a little peeved. "I was just... Preoccupied with other elements of my life that I didn't really think about my feelings. Well. Those feelings."

"No I mean, I get that, I just don't understand why me?"

Mat's head snapped up at Beau's comment.

"What the fuck do you mean why you? Have you looked in a mirror, dude? You've got these, like, super blue eyes, and I can't look away from your lips when you talk, and your body is ridiculous dude, have you seen your tits?"

"They're not-!" Beau started to protest, amused, but Mat cut him off.

"And like, not even just your body, like your whole personality, man. Your laugh is super contagious, it's like you just brighten up every room you walk in, and you're good at cheering me up when I'm being a moody asshole, and when we talk I always feel like you... Totally hear me." Mat trailed off as he noticed Beau's eyes on him, staring fondly. "You're my favorite person."

Beau ducked his chin to his chest, grinning wildly. "You're my favorite person, too, Barz. But if you say anything else, I will start to get weepy, and I really don't wanna do that in public."

Mat laughed, leaning back in his seat. "Alright I'll stop. On one condition."

Beau cocked an eyebrow. "And that is?"

Mat grinned slyly. "You join me at Marty's when we're done eating."

"Fuck," Beau groaned, pupils lust-blown at just the thought. "Yeah, okay. Let him know we're both coming, though. No surprises."

Mat's thumbs tapped his phone screen quickly as he shot off a message to Marty.

"Done."

"And now we wait for his response," Beau stated.

Mat stole Beau's fork and shoveled another bite of probably-too-much-salad into his mouth.

His phone vibrated, almost rattling its way off the table edge before Mat nabbed it and anxiously looked at the screen.

"He says 'the more the merrier'," Mat sighed in relief. "He added a winky face too. Figured that was kinda implied. Oh, and he sent a pictu- OH MY GOD."

Mat blushed and locked his phone.

Beau snorted and snagged it off the table, unlocking it with the ease of a knowing best friend, and widened his eyes.

"Fuck, this'll be fun."

Twenty minutes later found the two of them at Marty's very classy flat. Classy meaning it had a doorman and lots of potted plants, instead of the ability for strangers to just walk right up to your door and murder you when you answered the door at Mat and Beau's apartment complex.

Marty answered the door a few moments after Mat had knocked; long enough of a pause to seem casual and collected as Marty always was, and therefore long enough of a pause for Mat to start anxiously wondering if this was a stupid idea.

"Hey boys, glad you could both make it," Marty grinned, gently coaxing them into the apartment and closed the door behind them. "I was gonna have a beer, did either of you want one?"

Beau shrugged. "Sure".

Mat envied the easiness and comfort he exuded even in unfamiliar territory.

"Thanks, Marty, sure." Mat replied. His voice cracked. Beau's hand brushed his back, leading him to sit on the couch, where he began tapping his foot nervously as Marty grabbed the three beers.

Beau's hand paused Mat's knee, and he looked up at his friend's blue eyes.

"You okay?" Beau asked, smile soft and brows downturned in concern.

Mat bit his lip and nodded vigorously.

"You really just need to be pinned down, huh?" Marty laughed, not unkindly, as he returned. He passed Beau and Barz their beers before taking a long sip of his own. "You wanna tell us more about what you need, bud?"

Beau's hand prevented Mat from bouncing his leg as he tried to answer.

"I want-" Mat broke off, blinking quickly and huffing a frustrated sigh. "I don't know what I want."

"You want me to tell you what to do?" Marty asked. "Would that help? Giving you instructions to follow?"

Mat looked up, catching Marty's eye for the first time since they got there.

"Please," he whispered.

"And Beau?"Marty turned to the other boy. "What is it you want from me?"

"I just wanna have some fun. Get a little roughed up, maybe," Beau chuckled, tipping back his head to polish off his beer quickly.

Marty smiled, and spread his legs in the leather loveseat he was currently occupying. "C'mere then boys, on your knees for me."

Mat dropped to the ground gracelessly, crawling into the vee of Marty's legs and resting his chin on the older man's well-muscled thigh.

Beau joined Mat on his left, soundlessly pouring himself off the couch and depositing himself at Marty's feet.

"Well, get my fly open and get me hard. No hands, Barz, c'mon, wanna see what your mouth can do."

Mat nodded, letting Marty pet his head, feeling drunk and dazed after only a few sips of beer. His head was hazy with the need to please. Beau was using his teeth to pull Marty's fly down, and Marty wiggled his own jeans down to his ankles before letting them get on with it.

Mat watched as Beau delicately tugged the elastic of Marty's boxers down, dragging them just below his balls, where Marty stopped him to tug the underwear down to join his jeans.

Before Beau could beat him to it, Mat ducked his head to tongue at the crown of Marty's exposed cock.

"Atta boy, Barz, greedy for it aren't ya?" Marty sighed, pushing Beau's head down to have him suck at his balls. "Fuck that's it, Beau."

Mat groaned, the vibrations causing Marty to reach down and twist and hand into the boy's dark locks and tug hard.

Gasping, Mat pulled off, saliva connecting his lips to Marty's cock, and he looked up, finding Marty's eyes lust-blown and dark.

"Beau come up here, I'm gonna finger you open while Mat sucks me off," Marty commanded, not taking his eyes off Mat's as he guided his dick back into Mat's mouth.

Beau got up and must've been directed into position by Marty, laid out so he was kneeling on the loveseat next to the man, armrest supporting his folded arms and head. Mat bobbed his head on Marty's cock as he watched Beau push his ass out for Marty to knead at.

A sharp sound signified Marty's hand smacking Beau's ass, and the groan of pain-pleasure that followed caused Mat to whimper around Marty, his own cock twitching in his track pants.

Marty reached back down to Mat, pushing strong fingers through his hair before shoving up into Mat's mouth, making him gag.

"C'mon, Barz, open up, gonna fuck your face, get you all messy." Mat stuck out his tongue, letting Marty's cock slide to the back of his throat and drip precum and drool down his chin.

"Fuck," Beau murmured, watching Mat take Marty with hungry eyes, pushing back into Marty's hand with cut off curses as Marty opened him up.

Mat closed his eyes and let himself embrace being used, his throat aching in the best way as Marty continuously pushed down it, choking him, making him gag and drool and moan helplessly.

He didn't notice that he was rocking his hips against Marty's shin until Marty pulled him off his cock and smiled teasingly down at him.

"Sweetheart, you planning to get off like that?"

Mat froze, hips stilling, and he blinked tear-bleary eyes up at Marty.

"I promise you it'll be better if you wait," the man stated, pulling Mat up to straddle his thigh, one hand occupied teasing Beau, the other pushing up the hem of Mat’s shirt to flick at his nipples.

Mat squirmed, wrinkling his nose at the sensation, and Marty laughed loudly, breaking the heavy air of the quiet apartment.

“Not a fan of having your nipples played with?” he grinned, hand trailing back down to Mat’s waist.

“I don’t think so, sorry,” Mat mumbled, tucking his face into Marty’s chest to avoid looking at him.

“Nothing to apologize for, Barz,” Marty replied, fingers curling into his hair.

“Mine are so sensitive,” Beau stated, turning in the loveseat to face them, and whipping off his shirt.

Marty raised a brow. “Now there’s an idea. Mat, why don’t you suck on Beau’s tits and finger him, huh?”

Mat giggled, looking at Beau. “Told you they’re tits, bro.”

Beau rolled his eyes and tugged Mat closer to kiss him soundly on the mouth, the taste of Marty’s precum still lingering on Mat’s tongue.

“Fuck you two are gorgeous, aren’t you?” Marty sighed, leaning back in the seat to watch, enraptured. “But we need a bed, I think.”

“Yeah,” Mat broke the kiss panting, ripping his shirt off and tumbling off the seat. Beau smirked, following suit, and gripped Marty’s hands to haul him out of the leather chair. Marty pulled his boxers and jeans back up his hips, leaving the jeans to hang open tantalizingly.

“Pick up after yourselves, boys,” Marty said, his tone gentle but commanding. “You won’t be making a pigsty of my apartment.”

“Sorry,” Mat bit his lip, dropping his gaze to the floor, hearing Beau’s much less remorseful “oops” and following spank that Marty delivered.

Fingers tugged Mat’s head back up to Marty’s even gaze. “Thank you, Mat, such a good boy.”

Mat’s mouth dropped open in a soft gasp at the praise, Marty smiling kindly at him, petting him like a cat. Beau, at Mat’s side now, was getting his hair pulled roughly in contrast.

“You like being good for me, huh, Mat?” Marty confirmed. “And Beau here likes being a bit naughty, ain’t that funny. Got me a little angel and a devil.”

Shifting his grip to the backs of their necks, Marty marched Mat and Beau to his bedroom, closing the door behind them if only to provide minimal soundproofing.

Beau and Mat stood in the middle of the room, and Marty snorted at their eager expressions.

“Strip down. All the way. Beau get on the bed right in the middle, propped up on the pillows all the way up at the headboard. Don’t you dare touch yourself unless you don’t wanna be allowed to cum today.”

Beau saluted Marty cheekily before dropping trou and wiggling onto the bed, getting comfortable. Mat could still see the slick path of lube between Beau’s thighs, leading between his asscheeks and felt his cock pulse.

Marty’s hand tipped Mat’s chin up to face him. “Undress me, Mat, slowly. Shirt first, then jeans, socks, then boxers. You’re allowed to touch me as much as you want. Understood?”

Mat nodded as much as he could with Marty’s hand still under his chin, but said hand gripped his jaw tight, freezing him in place and his eyes flicked nervously back to Marty’s.

“I need you be vocal with me about everything. Yes’s, no’s, what you like, dislike, what feels good, when you want more of something, and when you have things you want me to do to you. Now,” Marty’s thumb pulled Mat’s lower lip down, opening his mouth and Mat let Marty’s thumb rest on his tongue a moment before closing his mouth and sucking softly. “Am I clear?”

“Yes,” Mat lisped around Marty’s thumb, head going hazy again. His knees felt like pudding and it took all his willpower to stay standing when Marty let his hand drop and motioned for him to begin undressing him.

Mat slowly dragged his fingers under the hem of Marty’s henley t-shirt, eyes glued to each inch of skin as it was exposed. Marty ducked his head to let Mat pull the shirt up over his head, hands tracing the muscles of his shoulders, arms, forearms as the sleeves were drawn off and Mat held onto the shirt, pulling it right-side-out, folding it, and laying it on the dresser that was across from the bed. At Marty’s smile and nod, Mat knew he’d done well with keeping the older man’s clothes tidy, and took his nod as a sign to continue.

Sliding to his knees, Mat looked up at Marty, slipping his already open jeans down his hips, and letting his hands follow the denim down to Marty’s ankles. Marty lifted each leg one at a time to help Mat to remove the jeans, which the younger folded neatly again, and set on top of the henley on the dresser, getting back to his knees after.

“Use your mouth to get my boxers off,” Marty directed, and Mat gulped before gently getting his teeth around the edge of the elastic band, pulling up and over Marty’s leaking cock, tucking it under his balls for a moment. Mat’s teeth grazed Marty’s hipbone as he tugged one side of his boxers down, then the other side, then pulling them down at the middle till they fell to Marty’s feet. Marty picked them up and put them in a hamper in the corner of the room instead of having Mat fold them, and, before standing, Mat placed a gentle kiss to both sides of Marty’s hips and then to the tip of his dick, knees popping a little from being on the floor awhile.

“Good job, sweetheart,” Marty kissed Mat gently. “And Beau, you’ve been surprisingly good over there, not touching yourself.”

“It was tough, you put on quite a show, Barzy,” Beau grinned, hands linked under his head, both in a gesture of comfort and to keep himself from touching his own cock.

“You gonna be sweet for us, Mat? Gonna suck on Beau’s tits, finger him till he cums all over himself?” Marty asked from behind Mat, placing kisses along Mat’s spine.

“Don’t you wanna cum, too?” Mat frowned, pushing his ass back on Marty’s hard cock nestled against Mat’s ass, still in his track pants.

“I was gonna ask if you’d let me fuck you,” Marty murmured, teeth nipping at the tender skin under Mat’s jaw.

“Please,” Mat breathed, arm coming up to wrap around Marty’s neck, keeping his lips on Mat’s neck. “I- Fuck, I want it so bad.”

“Yeah?” Marty nuzzled into Mat’s neck. “Strip and get on the bed, help out Beau and I’ll open you up for my cock.”

Mat moaned, tearing off his pants and boxer briefs in one go, laying both on the dresser without folding them, scrambling on the bed, before realizing that he should have folded his clothes, and looking over at Marty anxiously.

“It’s alright, Mat,” Marty smiled, “I’ll excuse it since you’re so eager.”

Mat turned back to Beau, who was rocking his hips up into the air uselessly, already worked up.

“Hi,” Mat said, kissing Beau’s pouty, bitten-red lips, before kissing down his chest to his pecs.

“Fuck, Mat, c’mon, don’t tease,” Beau grumbled, pushing his chest up into Mat’s warm mouth, and Mat let his tongue lave over Beau’s right nipple, teeth catching on the peaked bud, and he felt more than heard Beau’s answering groan.

“You good if I start fingering you, Mat?” Marty asked, the snap of the lube cap making Mat blink, taking his mouth briefly off Beau’s chest.

“Yes, please,” Mat replied, getting up onto his knees and bending over Beau’s body more, ass exposed to Marty. He felt the wet press of a finger exploring, just circling his hole, pushing gently, getting him slick. Mat hummed happily, resuming biting and licking Beau’s tits, making them sore and red. “Can I have some lube to finger Beau?”

Marty passed the bottle to Mat, who poured a little on a couple fingers before passing it back.

Finding Beau’s eyes, Mat dipped a finger down to Beau’s hole, already a little slick from earlier, and still a little open as his first finger slid in easily, Beau rocking back on it.

Mat was preoccupied with Beau’s slick hole when Marty’s finger dipped into his own ass, causing him to wriggle back on Marty’s hand, silently asking for more before remembering Marty’s demand.

“Please, Marty, more, I can take it. I-” Mat flushed and pressed his hot cheeks into Beau’s tits before finishing his sentence. “I like it when it hurts a little.”

Marty rumbled in satisfaction. “Good boy, Mat. Such a sweet little slut for us, isn’t he, Beau?”

“Fuck yeah,” Beau choked out, moaning long and loud as Mat’s fingers, two now, grazed his prostate once, twice, sliding along the spot as his teeth teased Beau’s raw nipples.

Marty slid another finger in alongside the first, and Mat pushed back into the burn, biting down on Beau’s pec. Marty spent a moment scissoring and spreading the two fingers, stretching Mat’s hole, as Mat mouthed and sucked messily at Beau. There was no way they’d be able to hide the marks on Beau’s chest at this point, with several hickies now marking Beau’s pecs and neck, his nipples abused from Mat’s teeth.

“One more, please,” Mat begged, rolling back into Marty’s hand desperately. “I need your cock.”

“That’s it, baby, taking it so well, I’ll give you what you need soon, one more,” Marty promised, pressing a third finger beside the others, kissing along Mat’s tailbone, long, sucking kisses that broke the staccato sound of Beau’s moans as Mat’s fingers pulsed against his prostate, Mat tonguing at the crown of Beau’s cock.

“Gonna cum, please can I?” Beau panted, question directed at Marty, running the show.

“Go ahead, Mat, let Beau cum on your face and tongue babe,” Marty said, lifting his head to watch as Beau jacked himself, moaning, his cum landing on Mat’s lashes just as his eyes closed, dripping down his cheeks, splattering on his lips and onto his unfurled tongue.

“Fuck, Mat,” Beau sighed, body melting back into the mattress.

“Goddamn, Mat, you’re a pretty picture. A painted whore,” Marty chuckled. “Beau get him a tissue, clean off his eyes only. I wanna keep him a pretty mess for a while.”

Beau obeyed, tugging a tissue from the side table, and gently getting all the cum out of Mat’s lashes, kissing his forehead. Beau’s fingers swiped up the cum on Mat’s cupid’s bow and chin, and Mat stuck out his tongue to lick it off, sucking Beau’s fingers till he pulled his hand back, gripping Mat’s chin. Mat looked at Beau, distantly hearing the crinkle of a condom wrapper and the snap of the lube bottle’s cap, but found himself lost to watching Beau watch him.

Smiling gently, Beau, kissed Mat, tongue sliding into his mouth, the sound of their heavy breathing the only sound as Marty’s hands slid from Mat’s ass to his waist and back, waiting.

“Please, Marty, I want it,” Mat sighed into Beau’s mouth, still braced over him. Marty’s cock teased at Mat’s entrance, sliding along the crease of Mat’s lube-drenched ass over and over again.

“What exactly do you want, Mat?” Marty searched, leaning in close to suck marks to Mat’s neck, grinding slowly, until it was too much for Mat to handle.

“Fuck, Marty, god, fuck me, please, I want you to fuck me,” Mat implored, voice hoarse as his desperation rose. “I need your cock, daddy, please.”

Beau groaned softly, soft dick twitching in a valiant attempt to get it up again at Mat’s pleading, and Marty crooned sweet things in Mat’s ear, biting down on a fresh hickey before leaning back.

As Marty’s cock filled him, Mat could only whimper, Beau’s hands kneading his ass, holding him open for Marty. Covered in marks, spit, and cum, Mat felt every bit a slut for the two men in bed with him, and he embraced it, rocking back until Marty was all the way seated inside him.

Looking over his shoulder at the older man, Mat bit his lip lasciviously, eyes half-lidded. “You were moving too slow.”

Marty laughed, short and bright, hands gripping Mat’s waist tighter as he pulled almost completely out before slamming back in, jostling Mat forward into Beau’s body, head dropping down onto his chest as Marty continued his rough, slow thrusts.

“Feel good?” Beau prompted, tucking Mat’s hair behind his ear, which was useless when it just flopped back to hang in front of his face again.

“So good,” Mat gasped, letting out a shout as a particularly sharp thrust glanced against his prostate. “So fucking good, Beau.”

“Tell Marty that, mon cher,” Beau purred, playing into Marty’s dominant nature, and Mat almost cried with the pleasure of being tortured so sweetly.

“Fuck,” Mat sobbed, “Feels so good, daddy.”

Marty huffed, hand lifting from his iron grip to crack against Mat’s ass, causing Mat to howl, tears of pain-pleasure finally gathering at his eyes and threatening to fall. “You like when daddy fucks you like that, gorgeous?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Mat chanted, rolling his hips in time with Marty’s thrusts, and the tears in his eyes fell down his cheeks when Beau’s hand found the head of his cock, loosely circling it as Mat’s hips rocked. Mat let out something close to a scream, maybe a sob, maybe something in between, except he couldn’t hear himself. All he could hear was the filthy slap of Marty’s hips against his ass.

"You like Beau touching you like that? He looks so good with your marks all over him, huh, Mat?"

Another crack, and pain, zipping through Mat as if it was connected straight to his cock.

“God, fuck yeah, feels so good, Beau. You look so good. Please,” Mat cried, tears falling freely down his cheeks. “Please can I cum?”

“Yeah,” Marty grunted, “Fuck, yeah, Mat cum for us.”

Beau’s hand tightened and he stroked Mat through his orgasm, mind whiting out at the intensity of the feeling. Mat could feel Marty’s hands tense and relax from his own orgasm, felt him pull out, but could only focus on the feel of Beau’s skin under his cheek, his breaths coming fast and heavy.

Minutes later, or maybe hours with how hazy Mat’s mind was, he felt hands stroking through his hair, and a separate set of hand stroking down his spine with a wet cloth, getting between his legs to clean up the lube sticking to his thighs.

“Can you sit up a little, Mat?” Beau’s voice drifted into Mat’s mind. Mat obeyed as best he could, unsticking himself from the cum-tacky surface of Beau’s stomach and sitting up.

Marty’s arms wrapped around him to steady him, and Mat tilted his head back to look at his face. Marty grinned down at him, giving him a sweet kiss on the forehead before gently wiping the residual cum from Mat’s face and stomach.

“You were so good for us,” Marty murmured, tossing the rag to Beau, who cleaned himself up and Marty nuzzled into Mat’s hair. “Thank you, Mat.”

Mat frowned. “Why are you thanking me?”

Beau and Marty paused to look at him. Beau took one of his hands.

“You did what Marty told you to; telling us what you wanted, what felt good. That’s important, Mat,” Beau explained.

Marty nodded. “I don’t expect you to totally understand it, but it’s pretty common for people to want to have someone in control of them. It’s a way of stress-relief. If you don’t have to make choices, you don’t have those consequences on your shoulders.”

“We can talk about it later,” Beau smiled, rubbing over the veins in Mat’s hands. “You’ve had a pretty tiring day, I think we’re done for today on that subject.”

Marty laughed, petting Mat’s hair once more before standing and grabbing a new pair of boxers from his dresser. “Have some water before either of you leave, but I agree, I think we’ve tired Mat out enough.”

“I dunno I think I could go another round,” Mat said sarcastically, and both Beau and Marty rolled their eyes.

“Alright, tough stuff,” Marty scoffed, handing Mat his clothes as they all got dressed.

Dressed, and hydrated, Beau tugged Mat out of Marty’s apartment, both a little ruffled looking and sore in places that couldn’t be explained from just practice.

“That really happened, huh?” Mat giggled, letting Beau carry most of his weight as they rode the elevator down to the lobby, fingers pressing at the collar of Beau’s shirt, where they both knew a scattering of bruises in the shape of Mat’s mouth lay.

“Yeah, it sure did,” Beau hummed, arms wrapping around Mat to keep him up. “You uh... you’re still like, interested in me, right?”

Mat blanked for a second, wondering why Beau would even second guess. “Dude, of course. I...like don’t get me wrong, that was fun with Marty, but next time let’s just make it you and me?”

Beau’s face broke open in a blinding grin, making a similar wild smile echo on Mat’s. “Sounds like a plan, Barz.”

[hathawaydontrunaway]

Not to continue the Adrian hate or anything but holy hell I finally found someone who also doesn't like him. I don't even hate him, I just really never understood everyone else's intense love/devotion to him.

See, this is what I don't like to see :( people afraid to give their opinions on Adrian because his fanbase is so big. Don't be afraid to speak your truth, anon! But I do not hate Adrian. I hate Jessie, Nathan ivashkov, Victor Dashkov, and... a lot of men in VA. Heck, I don't even hate Tasha Ozera after everything she did.

I don't even think about Adrian. Except when I come on here, or go on twitter/ IG and see people hating on Rose. I understand if they dislike her for cheating on Adrian... but it's not 2010 anymore. They both moved on. So should his fans. They both got happy endings. The main things I don't like about Adrian are his misognystic stans, blaming Rose for his issues/ mental health-- i mean, yeah she is a factor. But she is not to blame for his other issues he is dealing with. Also, when he got mad at her for getting her happy ending. Like MF, she just got shot, and survived a bullet wound-- heck yeah she got her happy ending?? who's gonna check her for it?? This woman was fighting to get a happy ending for 6 books straight, and got it. Last Sacrifice was rushed-- just for him to get his happy ending, and spin off series. He kissed another girl because he missed Sydney while she was kidnapped, but no one is coming after him/ bringing it up 24/7. He said he would give Rose money when she went to Russia-- if she gives him a chance, and dated him. Like how is this not weird to anyone? He is also 21 year old pining after, a then 17 year old? Making comments about wanting to see her n*ked, and in a bikini, and just harassing her to like him. Dimitri and Rose age gap is weird, but not even he was making weird, s*xual comments, or trying to be pushy. It was regarded as comedy, because Adrian is supposed ot be funny or whatever. Or when he took advantage of a human who was unconcious, and he and his friends fed on her?? Where is the outrage? Non existent. Because he is a guy, and he is 'good looking', has a redeeming arc or whatever, and says funny things-- I guess. There's no accountability in this fandom for him. Sorry not sorry.

#va #vampire academy

[the-firebird69]

Billy the Kid May Have Cheated Death and Lived on as 'Brushy Bill'

He tried to justify doing this to our son's clan when he's trying to send orders no he's sending orders to try and grab us we're going to finish him off tonight the guy's a pig anymore on is everything allowed it's almost impossible not to fight him everything bunkers out and populated areas so I'm getting it done he died and he was put in the museum because he killed so many people and it's one of his characters too and our son remembers him also remembers him from westeros that character didn't like him much and I'm in trouble because I hated him and he went off and did hateful things and got arrested cuz he's an idiot he's going to cut his head off so son came up to him and said he had a problem with me yes yeah I got a problem with you you're my face I said good and you left and you didn't say anything see you later I said now do you still have a problem so yeah you're in my face so he doesn't every year it's the same day you said that to him every year he says it to this serious I didn't said well you're going to die this time around so he's saying that song just trying to find her to try and kidnap her and died it's all over Billy you're a loser you put the order out you were doing it to you can't stand you you're such a pig

Her name is Australia Sydney is a smaller one that's her daughter she's she's romping you the bunkers gigantic cuz he took the diamond out and the cage you left it is the largest area on Earth it could hold about 3/4 of the ocean in it and the atmosphere would cease to exist of course this is for suckers is so huge she's ripping out 100 50 mi bunkers at the same time and shaking them out like salt shakers in a pile as her husband directed her to and he's there too so small one compared to her only about 400 miles high is eating like crazy cuz he wants to be bigger keeps happening to him. All women are equal sometimes are better and she's doing better than him but they love each other and help each other and he reminded her and she knows she's mad though he's healing needs healing so she's ripping out tons of bunkers it's going to be done with the Midwest and the big ones in a few moments :-) then the fastest set even faster than chips they rip them out move them over to a pile shake them and crush them and put the crust stuff to the side it's a huge process snow it takes only a few minutes she's incredible now we have only like four of her size and a different makes and they have to grow tentacles and they're not as good as they're not cracking this thing is amazing you're in a fight with kju of this nature and you have Jager you're going to lose she can take out like 500 100 mi Jager at the same time and that's as many as you have and each Shatteredome

And all of a sudden he says the fire engines lights were on I wonder if they're a certain configuration they're going to try and threaten the Earth and we saw it they lit up because of it

Thor Freya