#All hearts after my moots names are platonic
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Character Tags
Genshin Impact - GI
Magical Girl Transformation 💙 - Childe
Moraless Motherfucker ☕ - Zhongli
The Bard 🎶 - Venti
Firework Goldfish 🎆 - Yoimiya
Snowflake Princess ❄️ - Ayaka
The Original Elsa 🌨️ - Kaeya
Boo! 👻 - Hu Tao
Firey Falcon ❤️🔥 - Diluc
The Original Wanderer 🍁 - Kazuha
Gremlin ⚡ - Scaramouche
Prince Of Chalk 💠 - Albedo
The Princess And Oz 🪶 - Fischl
The Last Yaksha 💚 - Xiao
Dandelions On The Wind 🍃 - Jean
(more tba)
Overwatch - OW
Just Some Guy 🤠 - Cassidy
Dubious Doctor 💉 - Moira
Mercy 💫 - Mercy
Dragon Man 🐉 - Hanzo
Dragon Boy 🐉 - Genji
Kitsune Kiriko 🦊 - Kiriko
Streamer Bunny 🐇 - DVa (may be changed if I think of something better)
Guns n' Roses 🌹 - Ashe
(more tba)
Demon Slayer - DS
Set Your Heart Ablaze 🔥 - Rengoku
Peacock ✨ - Uzui
Sakura Mochi 🍡 - Mitsuri
Snake Simp 🐍 - Obanai
Amnesiac Babey ☁️ - Muichiro
Emo 🌊 - Giyuu
Poison Butterflies 🦋 - Shinobu
Windstorm 🌪️ - Sanemi (may change later)
Giant Rock 📿 - Gyomei (may change later)
Sunshine Incarnate 🎴 - Tanjiro
Flaming Thunder God 🌩️ - Zenitsu
Dyslexic Boar 🐗 - Inosuke
The Perfect Demon 🌸 - Nezuko
Baby With A Gun 🔫 - Genya
Sayonara 🪙 - Kanao (may change later)
(more tba)
General FNAF - FNAF
Rotten Rabbit🐇 - William Afton/Springtrap
Rotten Rabbit 2.0🐇 - William Afton/Scraptrap
(more tba)
FNAF Security Breach - SB
Freddy Dadbear 🐻 - Glamrock Freddy
Pizza Lover 🐔 - Glamrock Chica (may change later)
The Best 🐺 - Roxanne Wolf (may change later)
Anger Issues 🐊 - Montgomery Gator (may change later)
Sunshine ☀️ - Sundrop (may change later)
Moonlight 🌑 - Moondrop (may change later)
A Total Eclipse of the Heart 🌗 - Eclipse (may change later)
Once In a Blue Moon 🌙 - Lunar (may change later)
Felony Speedrun 👦 - Gregory (may change later)
Little Engineer 👧 - Cassie (may change later)
White Woman Jumpscare - Vanessa
Bunny Woman Jumpscare - Vanny (may change later)
Decommissioned 🐰 - Glamrock Bonnie (may change later)
Sea Dog 🏴☠️🦊 - Glamrock Foxy (may change later)
Peepaw Willy 🪦 - William/Burntrap
Glitch Bitch 👾 - William/Glitchtrap
DJ Spider 💿 - DJMM
(more tba)
FNAF Afton Family - AF
Child Murderer 🔪 - William Afton
Zombie Arsonist🔥 - Michael Afton
Ice Cream Clown🍦- Elizabeth Afton (may change later)
Just A Baby🧸- C.C. Afton (may change later)
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hellooooo :]
this is my intro post !
welcome to my lil corner of the internet. it is a safe space that you can always call home <3
my main blog is mostly a hub for all my sideblogs and other stuff. it has no theme and is mostly reblogs
[if you've read this, please give it a like <3]
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basic information
hi! my name is percy/perce/perseus/persephone and my pronouns are he/they/she [please do not use it/its or neos/xenos]
i'm 14 and i'm genderfluid/aroace. i'm also neurodivergent and have been diagnosed with autism and anxiety among other things
some of my main interests are marauders, riordanverse, osemanverse, stranger things, ever after high, enola holmes, brooklyn 99, the good place, stardew valley, taylor swift, conan gray, anson seabra, spotify, music, orchestra, choir, writing, winter, cats, netflix and pinterest
my dms are always open! and feel free to send me random asks to get to know me better! in general i'll try to respond quickly but with school and family it's hard to! i do not hate you!
dnis: racist, homophobic, terf, bigoted in general, but also harringrove/billy stans, mileven, snape apologists, people in the marauders fandom who overlook the women and nsfw blogs
we do not support jkr here !!!!!
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my tags, sideblogs and links
my tags:
#rwtr: main tag ig
#rwtr originals: my original posts
#rwtr mecore: stuff about me/that i relate to
#rwtr asks: my asks
#rwtr ask games: ask games
#rwtr writing: my writing
#rwtr music: my music spam/spotify links
#rwtr tag games: tag games that i participate in
#rwtr sideblogs: bc i have too many
#*insert sideblog*: that said sideblog
#rwtrs loves: my moots
#rwtrs love *insert name*: ur moot tag
my sideblogs: [this is where i will post my fandom specific content, sidenote: i am a multishipper]
daily journal ig: planetpercy [mostly og posts]
ever after high: maddiedarlingandchase
marauders: mirrorballjamespotter
music: feelslikewehadmatchingwounds [mainly conan, taylor, olivia, cavetown, gracie, alec, anson, etc. but also whatever i feel like]
my story/oc spam: thewallflowersstory
osemanverse: toricharlieolly
relatable posts: nowimjustajigsaw [where i put posts so i don't spam my main]
riordanverse: percypipesbesties
stranger things: willelmaxfriendship
taylor swift: somebodylosestheirmind [gaylor]
my other links:
ao3 [i occasionally post fics]
osemanverse discord [dm me if you want my discord acc]
pinterest [i started a new acc so it's basically empty lol]
pronouns page [it has more on my names and preferred terms and labels and such]
spotify [i am an addict and it's a problem, i have over 4,000 liked songs and 400 playlists]
uquiz masterlist [for all my uquizzes that i've made]
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fandom specific stuff
ever after high: maddie hatter, darling charming, chase redford, lizzie hearts, alistair wonderland, briar beauty, cerise hood, raven queen, rapple, dapple, huntlynn, dexven, lizziexmaddie, kittyxlizzie, hopperxbriar, lizziexdarig, ravenxcerise, maddiexkitty, ravenxmaddie, aroace maddie
marauders: james potter, pandora ollivander, regulus black, sirius black, remus lupin, lily evans, marlene mckinnon, xeno lovegood, minerva mcgonagall, poppy pomfrey, jily, jegulus, jegulily, wolfstar, pandalily, pandamarylily, marylily, dorlene, minervaxpoppy, platonic jily, platonic prongsfoot, platonic moonwater
osemanverse: [i've read everything] charlie spring, olly spring, darcy olsson, elle argent, nellie, tori spring, michael holden, aled last, frances janvier, bliss lai, lister bird, georgia warr, sunil jha, rooney bach, narlie, taoelle, tarcy, sprolden, daled, rowanxbliss, listerxjimmy, pipxrooney, sunilxjason, qpr georgiaxroony, platonic charliexelle, qpr sprolden, qpr francesxaled
riordanverse: percy jackson, annabeth chase, piper mclean, leo valdez, reyna ramirez arellano, will solace, hazel levesque, rachel dare, magnus chase, alex fierro, mallory keen, tj, sally jackson, percabeth, pipabeth, shelper, theyna, solangelo, frazel, fierrochase, platonic percyxpiper, platonic leoxannabeth, platonic piperxleo, platonic willxrachel
stranger things: el hopper, will byers, max mayfield, lucas sinclair, robin buckley, steve harrington, nancy wheeler, joyce byers, jim hopper, byler, elmax, elumax, lumax, ronance, steddie, jargyle, jopper, platonic stobin, platonic madwheeler, platonic elmike, willel twims
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favourite music stuff
[i also listen to classical music and soundtracks]
artists: taylor swift, conan gray, alec benjamin, anson seabra, one direction, olivia rodrigo, lovelytheband, cavetown, girl in red, harry styles, 5 seconds of summer, louis tomlinson, why don't we, ajr, the neighbourhood, panic at the disco, all time low, fall out boy, arctic monkeys and set it off
songs: wonderland by taylor swift, august by taylor swift, dancing with our hands tied by taylor swift, the great war by taylor swift, champagne problems by taylor swift, the exit by conan gray, jigsaw by conan gray, broken by lovelytheband, devil town by cavetown, we made it by david hugo, walked through hell by anson seabra, come close by anson seabra and youth by troye sivan
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finally, to end this long-ass post [that may or may not have took me an hour to make], here are some reminders :]
please drink some water, stay hydrated!
please eat some food, even if your brain thinks your body doesn't deserve it
sleep if it is past 10pm or before 7am xx
go to the bathroom, if you need to
have a shower, if you need to and can /nf
brush your teeth/hair, if you need to and can /nf
take a break, relax, if you have been working for a while
slow progress is still progress
healing/recovery isn't linear, there will be good days ad bad days
you are loved <3 if not by anyone, but me
it will get better, somehow, even if you don't believe it
please stay safe y'all, ilysm xx
#intro post#rwtr mecore#rwtr asks#rwtr ask games#rwtr writing#rwtr music#rwtr tag games#rwtr sideblogs#rwtrs loves#last edited 20.03.2023
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✧˖ʚ𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴ɞ˖✧ 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙳𝙾𝙼 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა 𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚄𝙳𝚂! ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ
Greetings traveler! Welcome to the Kingdom of Riyanii!
Her Majesty Queen Kae is quite busy at the moment, so I, her assistant with be the only showing you around!
Though she is busy- the people of Riyanii are well aware of her prized star collection… only those within her inner circle are allowed to chose one as a gift!
Would you like me to take you to her astroarium? It’s where she keeps her collection. You would? Alright let’s take a look!
ೃ༄ 𝚀𝚄𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝙺𝙰𝙴’𝚂 ೃ༄ *ੈ✩𝙰𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚄𝙼*ੈ✩
𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐡𝐧:★
➜ Sometimes the right people are just out of reach…all you need is a little push in the right direction. Nanbuhn stars can give you that little push.
Prompt: Give me a fandom, and I’ll tag one of my moots who’s in that fandom as well!
𝐕𝐢𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐨: ✩
➜ No matter where you are the in world- Viidoo stars see all. Maybe there’s another place out there for you that isn’t home…
Prompt: I’ll tell you which fandom you belong in! (As a character) Check my fandoms list at the bottom
𝐏𝐞𝐲𝐢𝐫𝐚:⟡
➜ Names hold immense power. Periya stars will provide on befitting for the power you hold inside.
Prompt: I’ll give you a nickname!
𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐞:✶
➜ Stories are magical things- accounts of people and the lives they lived. Maybe you can find one of your own. Hurry though, there are only six Kathae stars left in stock!
Prompt: Request a fic and I’ll write it! Only a few though. And no smut!
𝐀𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚: ✫
➜These stars are special due to the soul of the star more recognizable to others. There are Anphuaanma (romantic connections) and Nanbhuaanma (platonic connections). Whose soul do you connect to?
Prompt: I’ll give you a romantic or platonic character from a fandom of choice! Just specify in your ask :) Check my fandoms list at the bottom
𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐥𝐞: ✷
➜ Everyone has a place in the world- but only the all-seeing Makale stars know where do you fit in the grand scheme of things.
Prompt: I’ll give you a book role! Protagonist, Antagonist, Comedic relief etc :)
𝐊𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐞: ✦
➜ Kehlvie stars may not have magical properties- but they are held close to the queen’s heart. Aquire one and maybe you can earn her favor and ask her a question…
Prompt: Ask me a question and I’ll answer it to the best of my ability! (Within reason of course)
𝐄𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐮: 𖥔
➜ Music is a story through sound, a story of life and emotions. Epatu stars can read the music in your heart
Prompt: I’ll give you a song based on vibes :)
𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤: ⊹
➜ Animals, like humans hold spirits in their core. Vilank stars, derivatives of the (N/A) stars, may be able to sense the connection between you and a creature.
Prompt: I’ll give you a spirit animal!
𝐍𝐢𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞: ✻
➜ Colors give the world its boldness in contrast to the stark black and white. Colors invoke thought and personality. The ancient Niirame stars may be able to see your color in a new light.
Prompt: I’ll give you a color based on vibes and tell you why!
Did you enjoy your look around?
As spring approaches- the cloud kingdom must move along with the season. Her Majesty has some business down in the mainland as of late, but by the end of March, the Kingdom of the clouds must depart for other regions. Choose your stars before it’s too late!
Anyways… you must be tired after a long day of journeying. Get some rest traveler!
Oh- before I forget- Her Majesty left a message for any travelers she’s aquainted with!
Hey guys! Thank you all so much for 100 followers- this is actually insane i love you all so much. Send me asks with the prompt you want- 1-2 minimum please and thank you :). Moots only for this please- I need to know you well enough to do this 😭. And no anon! (For the same reason)
Here’s my list of fandoms
Original Intro Post for anyone new!
Dividers by @cafekitsune
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I posted 13,785 times in 2022
That's 13,785 more posts than 2021!
473 posts created (3%)
13,312 posts reblogged (97%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@so-far-from-the-stars
@espressopatronum454
@lovelettersmp4
@greenalienwookie
@fyodarling
I tagged 1,353 of my posts in 2022
#jude’s answers - 336 posts
#memories thingy - 128 posts
#platonic hamliza tag <3 - 76 posts
#adhi tag - 74 posts
#addy tag - 73 posts
#mutuals<;33 - 61 posts
#fav mutuals - 48 posts
#seb tag <3 - 48 posts
#jude’s shitposting - 46 posts
#walphemia - 43 posts
Longest Tag: 136 characters
#barty?? seriously guys stop just because she’s the female main character doesn’t mean you have to ship her with every character existing
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
THIS !!!!!!
@thebattlehamster
44 notes - Posted April 22, 2022
#4
Soooo i did the TikTok trend where you put your name + core (+ aesthetic) on Pinterest that what I got !
See the full post
48 notes - Posted May 28, 2022
#3
Okkkk so half canon compliant walphemia au
So walphemia we’re together in hogwarts but at the start of sixth year Bugs and Orion learn that they were going to get married after graduation but Wally wanted to keep it a secret (yk bc of Effie) so they did.
after graduation they just both ghosted everyone and get married. (bc they thought it would less hurt that way)
Monty, Lyall and Effie learned it in the daily prophet. And they were really chocked and felt betrayed mostly Effie.
So years pass Effie falls in love w/ Monty and Lyall w/ Hope (lyall and monty were tgthr n had an healthy brake up) so eventually James and Remus came in the picture so does Sirius and Regulus on the other side.
the kids go to hogwarts they met and befriended (BUGS IS A GOOD MOM) so when Sirius went to Potters for the first time Effie was so chocked she almost cried so did Wally when she met James. They both eventually find a way to not see each other bc they knew they wouldn’t be able to handle it.
Years pass (again) and jegulus/wolfstar eventually happen. AND that’s at one of the wedding that Walburga and Euphemia met again for the first time after years (26 maybe) and yk they’re not in love anymore…but they still hold a big place in each other’s heart. So they just befriended again and became besties !!!! (total menace duo)
So in the end Harry and Ted got to grow up with they’re grandmas Gigi and Fifi
okay that’s it thx for listening guys !!! ✨💗
@archie-ships-jegulus @espressopatronum454 @if-i-were-a-villain
55 notes - Posted May 1, 2022
#2
🌻So guys…. To celebrate this !!!!🌻
You’re getting surprises !!!!!! (little one shots that I planed)
HAHAHAH I’M SO EXCITED !!!!!
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Tagging my moots !!!! : @wifeofdevil @black-potter-danvers @sternenleserin @ur-lil-bunny @creaturre @artemislosthunter @fuckboyregulus @elder-millennial-trash @if-i-were-a-villain @aithusarosekiller @espressopatronum454 @dr-james-potter @saphire-me @sarahsedserio @aureusprongs @littlequeers @lily-the-ravenclaw @lorenzo-the-dummy @minaaddams @dis-weird-person @deadgay-wizards @theoretically-theo @whatsorryiwasntlistening @annapoofle @regulusb14ck @romanticvampire @eyp-is-covered-in-mud-and-blood @siriusly-fruity @greenalienwookie and I may have forgot a lot of you guys !!!! But I love you all !!! Bc it wouldn’t have been possible without you !!! 💗✨💗✨💗✨💗✨💗✨💗✨💗✨💗
72 notes - Posted June 14, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
soooo can someone explain to me WHY the fuck did we kept Ted as wolfstar’s kid’s name bc I like it’s a really cute name but it doesn’t makes sense to me
bc ok Harry as jegulus or even rosestarkillerchaser kid awesome and the name Harry as nothing specific to do w/ lily so it’s alright and it’s cute
luna as pandalily same nothing special to Xenophilius….. I think, tell me if I’m wrong tho
so why did the whole fandom decided to keep Ted as his name like it’s literally Tonk’s dad’s name so why !! bc if he’s wolfstar’s and tonk isn’t in the picture….????? It does not make sense to me !!!!
298 notes - Posted May 4, 2022
Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →
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New year new promo baby
♡I’m Staci (19, she/her) and this is my self ship blog - interacts from @cupids-bow-and-arrow and follows from my personal blog (I don’t feel comfortable giving out the @)
♡ I’ve been selfshipping since I was 6, I joined the community in 2019 on a blog under the same name that’s now deleted, and I selfship mainly for fun and a bit for comfort!
♡ I’m a big fan of things like video games, anime and manga as well as all kinds of other Tv shows and movies (my favourites are comedies and horror/slasher). I also love to draw, write and make edits for my self ships which is what you’ll mainly see on my blog
♡ I’m a bit of a f/o hoarder- I tend to fall for characters very easily and because of this I have a verrrrry long list. Unfortunately I haven’t written it down, I’m personally pretty comfortable with sharing- so I’m fine with being moots even if we have a couple the same, however for my own personal comfort please don’t tag me in ship art or gush to me directly!
♡ my tagging system is a bit confusing, so I’ve outlined them here to help you navigate;
[♡.ink] for drawings that I’ve done, [♡.page] is for comics [♡.written in the stars] is my writing tag and [♡.on film] is for edits
[♡.txt] for my personal thoughts, [♡.message from beyond] general reblogs, mostly imagines and things like that
[♡.after hours] is my Nsfw/suggestive tag, [♡.bullet proof heart] is my vent tag, I don’t post in either of these very often and none of the content will be too explicit, but I ask that if your a minor/or you don’t wanna see this kind of content please block these tags!
[♡.love letters] is my gush tag, and [♡.mail box] is for general asks!
all f/os will be tagged with their names and what they are to me (romantic, platonic, familiar, etc)
♡ Lastly I’ll do my best to tag anything you need me to, this includes ships, triggers, fandoms etc. however I’m not always the best at remembering so please let me know if I ever forget or if you need a tag for something!
♡ I am generally okay with anyone and everyone interacting as long as you aren’t pro/comp ship/MAP/Zoo or anything like that. This includes ppl if who ship with real people or age up underage characters to ship with or age down your s/i
Also if you’re heavy on discourse- other than that we should get along :0
#self ship promo#self ship community#selfship#f/o community#self shipping#self insert community#♡.txt
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What does your captainsona think of the crew?
[smacks my dumb little table enthusiastically] okay so,
burt - yin finds him intimidating at first; after all, he's a big, fuckin tall bloke who could probably crack them like a glowstick. that fear dissipates fairly quickly though. he's a little bit of a scatterbrain sometimes, but his advice is sound and he's a solid worker. they trust him to keep the reactor in good shape and they admire his poetic knowledge. (but they're still a little put off by how imposing he looks.)
gunther - to be perfectly honest, they're not sure about gunther. they definitely respect him - he's experienced, loyal, and cares for the crew more ferociously than yin does - but his trigger-happy nature sets them on edge when he's around. they know he has the ship's best interests at heart, and he's charismatic enough for yin to consider him a friend, but they're always glancing at him to make sure his hands are far from his guns. (a moot effort; he has many, many hidden weapons.)
celci - probably the one yin trusts the most besides mark. she's very professional and resolute, like them, which is something they appreciate. they don't speak a whole lot unless it's work-related, but that's something yin would like to change. (they have a sneaking suspicion she knew them in college though, and if they brought it up they would never live it down. they were feral back then. (she remembers perfectly, she's just too polite to mention it. or biding her time. either. both!))
mark - yin trusts him the most by a landslide. they've known each other for a long time; i havent decided yet if they met in college or in a more specialised space academy or something, but mark's the one who convinced them to give the spacefaring thing a try (they were originally going to handle tech/communications on the ground, or possibly even become a nautical captain.) they work fantastically together, almost always on the same wavelength, for better or worse.
after the main story, yin is extremely attached to him. they've lived entire lifetimes without him and spent centuries untold turning the multiverse upside-down to find him, and if they had to, they would do it all again without question. if the wormhole truly is fixed, and this lifetime is their last, they don't want to lose him again.
yin quietly believes they're soulmates; not necessarily in the romantic (or even platonic) sense, but fated to have an impact on each other's lives in almost every universe. they've seen enough universes to imply that's the case, anyway.
everyone else - yin doesn't have time to get to know every single crew lead, but they try to learn everyone's first name, at least. they never waste an opportunity to praise and thank the crew for doing their jobs well, and they trust the crew absolutely. they're the best of the best, yin knows; nothing else would suffice for humanity's first interstellar colony. so they trust the crew, and the crew trusts them in turn. (something about mack/theory crew perturbs them post-canon, but they try not to let it show.)
#askies#selfshippinglover#iswm#in space with markiplier#iswm burt#iswm gunther#iswm celci#iswm mark#iswm captain#yin#hahaha this is long cause i love 2 run my mouth apparently. blorbos from my youtube amiright#i was soooo tempted to include mack more thoroughly since apparently hes the Fandom-Wide OC(tm) of this fandom#but i got choice paralysis cause does that mean i include tylers character? ninja crew? sexy crew? other crewmates whos names i dont know?#i didnt know where to draw the line so i just drew it at like. characters we got dossiers for i guess gnfdjgn#thank you for the question!!!
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WIP progress tag game
RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
*LAUGHS IN PAIN* Since I have over 300 WIPS across multiple fandoms, I’ll only tag the ones I am like Actively Picking at in some capacity, otherwise we will be here for an eternity and a half! TY @just-another-dreamerr for the tag! FYI this is why I don’t get Shit done half the time…. It’s the ADHD alright! Judgement-free zone! Lmao
RISE TMNT
alleviate the symptoms
APRITELLO WEEK WADDUP
august moonrise
brumation _ apritello qpr
there is light _ bad timeline future!leo
witches hold grudges apparently
03 _ rainy day _ grave visit
04 _ Usagi bonds w Leo’s brothers
05 _ potentially messy
06 _ everything always comes out in the wash
_ baby blue n purple rain shenanigans misc
_ creatures of habit
_ the sharp, sweet taste
_ i go there with you misc
LUCA
_ the Tyrrhenian Sea
_ pyrenees
summer 64 _ colors and constellations
summer 64 _ a sky full of stars
VLD / KLANCE
Keith/Allura/Lance platonic survivor fic
arrows shot into the horizon
DEMON SLAYER
little tempers to quell and small hands to hold
ATLA
moon-touched
platonic fake dating zukka
TAZ BALANCE
every soul accounted for
THE HOBBIT / TOLKIEN
Erebor; the Journey home; and After
more fair than mortal tongue can tell
ONE PIECE
_ post wano lawlu
consequences
i recall a SMILE _ film red
the one where Law is dying and Luffy tries to same him anyway
wild with younger hearts
twists unpleasantly
Usopp values discretion. and his life
ORIGINAL STUFF
an unreachable ocean of light
It takes 67 hours to drive from Tennessee to Alaska. Ask me how I know
if there isn’t a wedding or a funeral then it just isn’t southern
space romance odyssey
what to do with the body _ sci-fi misc
the witch au which is not an au
dragons and lesbians
to maunder
APHELANDRA
shadows taller than our souls
I do Not have the energy to tag this many ppl sorry for being lame but my phone is being a nightmare rn and posting it is all I can do Lmao. I know I got moots that write also so if u see this do it!! MWA!!
#ask game#me ‘ok I’ll only post the ones I’m working on’#me going through my google docs sweating buckets bc damn#I really have opened every single one of these and written some smh#can I focus pls?#can I focus????
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HELLO selfship tumblr!!
I’m very nervous about posting this, but after a long time lurking the tags I’ve decided to make a new blog and test the waters
I’m not new to self shipping but I’m new to this community, it’s great to see so many people here! I’m an artist so I hope to draw me and my silly guy, and maybe even some of you all and your f/os 👉🏻👈🏻
I hope we can become moots and friends, so interacts would be very appreciated ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
👑 About Me ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ 🏐
- Mads / Maddie !!
- 21 She/Her Neurodivergent
- Virgo isfp 6w5
- SFW blog! 👍🏻
My name is Maddie and I self ship with Tōru Oikawa :0) I’ve had this goofus f/o’d since I was barely a teenager and he’s the only one I’ve got. It’s honestly been very silly to grow up with him so expect all sorts of antics.
If you f/o him romantically pleeeease DNI i’m so sorry I’m just very silly about him and it might bum me out (no hard feelings GL to you both!!)
If you f/o him platonically or familially PLEASE interact so we can all be silly together oh my god that’s like the dream
I’m in a whole bunch of fandoms too, Star Wars is my main hyperfixation so if you f/o someone from there especially I would be thrilled to follow you!!
Pr0ship/C0mship/T3rfs/Zi0nists — The usual DNI suspects! Go away ⚠️⚠️ (I’m throwing tomatoes at you)
S/I: Madeline Nakayama (Neé Winslow)
Pre-Timeskip Design (2012ish)
I’m currently working on making a Toyhouse mostly for convience sake so you can all know more about me!
Post-timeskip (present day):
..I’m working on it okay i’m very indecisive 😭💀
Tags to know!
#maddie talks : i ramble about dumb things
#on the fridge : a tag that basically means “this is so incredible it’s going up on my metaphorical fridge”
#👑🏐 : Tōru tag!
#The set to my heart ⋆˙⟡♡ : Ship tag!!
#real : posts that are relatable and make me giggle
#self ship#self shipping#self ship art#self ship intro#dividers by the very lovely saradika#why is this so nerve wracking my ass is sobbing
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Hey! Can you please recommend some of ur fav wanda or Nat x reader? I’m new to tumblr and I immediately fell in love with ur acc so I figured you’d have some in mind!?
Thank you so much hun, and welcome to tumblr. It’s a bit of a shit show on this blog, but I am happy to have you
I have so many likes that it’s hard to pin point specific fics, however here are some blogs that write amazingly and have such interesting concepts in regards to both flawless hot perfect badass characters;
@nermalina has so many blurbs, oneshots and headacons, so I highly recommend that you check my lovely and amazing moot and platonic wifey out, my faves are when she writes for wandanat x reader, they just bring out so many emotions out in me. As well as being perfectly written, she has often uploads (which I adore) and she is so fun to follow because she interacts with her follows in such a kind and heartfelt way. One of my fave works of hers is cum ‘n go part one and part two. I also love love love her milf works and I just can binge her whole masterlist over and over again (please like and reblog tho, it really helps spread our work and keeps us motivated.
Also, the gorgeous @marvelsbanner, (still can’t get over how beautiful she is), writes for both Nat and Wanda, along with other characters, she is so fucking talented, I’ll tell you that much. Two definite refs (minus her whole blog) that I have for you are actions and consequences , as well as Just this once which hits different and is so cute and angst all in one and I would die to live that.
@lesbian-dp has so many unique concepts and the work on her blog is just mwah. The first fic of Nat that I ever liked (because I was having a difficult time accepting my sexuality) was on her blog. It’s called 101 F I just don’t have the sign thingy on my phone. There are so many amazing works on her blog, she only writes for Nat but she is so worth checking out.
And then there’s @wandavixen I love this woman and her work cough cough. We’ll say hello again is a masterpiece, there I said it it’s just so beautifully written and pulls on my heart strings, I could live with that being the only fic I read (I’m an avid fic reader tho so I can’t commit to that sorry hun). And showers, because after I first read that, I needed to take a cold one.
@wndrcarol writes amazing, and I mean splendid, engaging, addictive blurbs. They feel like they have changed my life, she has different types, smut, angst and all that, so it’s great. I highly recommend checking them out hun, just do it please, I swear it’ll practically shift you to a whole other universe.
There’s so many more but I can’t think of them, and also, just search in tags, and if you find a fic that you like look through their blog, that is how I discovered these amazing people. Or, if you’re looking for anything in specific (this works without tumblr too, this is what I used to do before I had an account), type in (characters name) and then reader and then any specific words that you want to be included (like dildo, smut anything really), and then there’ll be a bunch of works on your search page.
Hope this helped hun, and thanks again💙
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the lucky ones | pope heyward x reader
summary: after finally confessing his feelings to you, his childhood best friend, you and pope get a surprise.
warnings: pregnancy, cursing, tiny bit of angst, mostly pure fluff
word count: 1.7k
a/n: here’s some good old childhood friends to lovers, unexpected pregnancy, and dad!pope goodness. this is literally just my dream, so pope heyward, if you’re out there, hmu.
“So…”
“Yeah.”
“This is real?”
“No, it’s cake.”
“Fuck you.”
Pope looks down at the two pink lines before staring back up at you. From your place across the couch, you’re chewing on the inside of your thumb, eyes filled with anxiety, unable to read the expression on your best friend’s face. Except, he wasn’t just your best friend anymore. Though you hadn’t labeled it, whatever new level your relationship was on was far from platonic. Not after the way he kissed you and held you that night. Not after you moaned his name in the most sinful of ways. And especially not now, with the weight of reality falling onto your backs.
“What do you want to do?” Pope questions, staring back down to focus on the positive sign, still not fully comprehending the impact such a simple picture could have on his life.
“Well, obviously we can’t keep it,” you comment, not even questioning your words until Pope’s eyes widen, eyebrows coming together as he stands up.
“What do you mean we can’t keep it?” He asks. It’s you’re turn to be shocked, shooting his a confused look as he crouches in front of you, gaze falling onto your torso that was currently growing a little piece of you and him.
“Pope, how could we take care of a baby? You’re about to start medical school and that’s going to be insane! You don’t want to deal with being a father on top of that. And what am I going to do?”
He’s quiet for a moment, fingers reaching out hesitantly, landing on your stomach.
“Yeah, it is going to be insane. But…I love you. I’m completely in love with you and have been forever. There is no one else I’d rather have a life with, have a family with. So why don’t we start now?”
The look on his face is so hopeful you almost want to lie to him. It breaks your heart to have to speak the truth with tears in your eyes.
“You can’t say that, Pope. Sure, we’ve been friends forever, but that’s nothing like being in a relationship, like being parents! What if we don’t work well like that? What if we hate each other? Pope, I never want to hate you.” You start to sob, falling forward into his open arms. He clutches you tightly, wishing just his touch could make everything better.
He’d never expected to be able to touch you like this. You were his best friend since diapers, and he’d been in love with you since he discovered what love was. When he came home for the summer after graduating college, he’d made a decision. He wasn’t the same anxiety-ridden, awkward teenage boy you had grown up with. He was a man and he was accomplished and he had missed you like crazy, only seeing you on holidays and over the summer for the last four years. He’d planned it all out, bringing you to your favorite place when you were kids, a little nook in your backyard you called you’re happy place.
Talking an laughing like old times, Pope held you close before thinking screw it and asking if he could kiss you. Of course you said yes and one kiss turned into a full on make out which led to your bedroom which led to where you were now, sobbing into Pope’s arms as you tried to come to terms with the fact that nothing would be the same.
“We’ll figure it out, love. We don’t have to keep it if you don’t want to. It’s your choice and I will support you no matter what. Just tell me what you need.” Pope whispers against your neck, holding you like his life depended on it. You take a deep breath, your sobs subsiding as you allow Pope’s words to cover you in a comforting blanket.
“I just want to lay down.”
Pope nodded, standing with you in your arms and carrying you to the bedroom. You curled up in his side, whispering to him to turn the tv on. He did as you asked, putting on your favorite show and allowing you to escape for a while. You spent the rest of the day like that, intertwined with each other, not speaking despite the thousands of thoughts running through your heads. Exhaustion overtook you eventually, the emotional weight of the day washing over you and forcing you into unconsciousness, but not before you made a decision.
When you woke, it was early the next day. Pope, of course, was already up, always an early riser. He still had an arm wrapped around you scrolling through his phone before dropping it to the side as you stirred beside him.
“Good morning, love,” He says, shooting you a smile. You smile back up, your thoughts before falling asleep coming back to you, making your smile light up.
“Let’s do this, Pope,” You say. His brow furrow for a moment, not understanding the context of your statement. “Let’s have a baby. I love you, I want this with you. We can do it.”
Pope’s look of confusion bursts into one of pure happiness, his arms gripping you in a bear hug and pulling you onto his chest as he peppered your face with kisses. The joy was contagious, giggles falling from your lips as Pope started to list off all the ways you could make it work, and you couldn’t help but believe him. You looked into the future and you knew it would be okay.
1 year and 9 months later
Your phone buzzed for the millionth time that morning as you prepared breakfast. The smile that had yet to leave your face only grew as you read the message from Kie.
Tell Sylus happy birthday from his favorite auntie! Can’t wait to see you tomorrow!
You turn to now one year old, happily eating cheerios and blueberries in his high chair.
“Sy, Auntie Kie says happy birthday!” You say.
“Kie! Kie!” Sylus exclaims, grin showing off his two new bottom teeth.
“What about Kie?” Pope asks, walking into the kitchen in nothing but a pair of sweatpants, hair still damp from the shower.
“She just texted, wishing Sy a happy birthday. I’ve been blowing up all morning, not that any of the messages are for me. I swear, everyone we know loves our child more than us.”
Pope chuckles, arm encasing your waist as he pecks you on the cheek.
“Who can blame them, he is the cutest child in the universe. Aren’t you, Sy? Aren’t you the cutest little chunky money?” Pope’s baby voice comes out and he moves over to his son, fingers tickling his chubby belly as the now one year old giggled.
“Anyways, not everyone is focused on Sy. JJ texted me this morning congratulating me on getting laid a year and nine months ago,” Pope says. You scoff.
“Of course he did.” You turn the stove off and scoop the eggs onto a plate, adding some toast, fruit, and bacon and laying it in front of Pope. Filling your own plate, you sit on the other side of Sylus, picking up his milk that had fallen to the ground.
“So, what’s the plan for today, love?” Pope asked. The both of you had been lucky enough to get the whole weekend off. Today was Sylus’ actual birthday, tomorrow you’d be making the short trip to the Outer Banks for the grand party both your and Pope’s parents were putting together. It was times like these that made Pope getting into med school at Chapel Hill all the better.
“I was thinking we spend some time at home, maybe open up that new present we got him and let him try it out while we finish packing. Then we can stop at the aquarium on our way to the Outer Banks, you know how much he loves it there. Then we get to your parents house and spend at least an hour watching your mom and my mom gush over out little angel and shower him with an unnecessary amount of gifts. Sy is asleep by 8:30 and we’re in bed by 10.”
Pope nods along, eyes moving from his son to you as you spoke.
“Sounds like a plan.”
The day had gone just according to that plan. You were getting ready for bed, brushing your teeth and washing your face as Pope put Sy down. That clearly wasn’t happening when Pope walked into the bathroom, a pajama clad Sylus in his arms.
“Is he giving you trouble?” You ask with a smile.
“No, actually, there is one last gift for the day. Can you give it to mommy, Sy Sy?” Pope coos at the child, who is playing with a small box in his hands. After asking him once more, Sylus sticks his pudgy arm out, stretching across the space to hand you the box.
“I know it’s Sy’s birthday, but I thought it was the perfect time to give you this.”
You smile, giving Pope a confused look before lifting the lid. Your smile falls, eyes filling with tears as you lift the simple ring from the box.
“Pope…” Is all you’re able to say as your eyes are trained on the shiny object.
“I love you, Y/N. I know we didn’t really do things in the right order, but that’s okay. I love the life we’ve created and I love our son and I love you and I’m ready for this next step. So, will you marry me?”
“Mama cry? Mama cry?” Sylus says, reaching towards you as tears fall from your eyes, racing down and over your smiling lips. You take Sylus into your arms, kissing him on the forehead before looking back at Pope.
“Of course I’ll marry you.” Pope crashes his lips to yours, reducing his passion slightly so you wouldn’t drop Sylus. He takes the ring from you and slips it on to your finger, kissing the skin around it before grinning up at you. Sylus points to the rings and babbles, clearly interested in the bright item. You and Pope just laugh, walking together to Pope’s childhood bedroom. Laying Sylus down in his crib, Pope pulls you against him on the bed as you admire the jewelry on your finger.
“I can’t believe I get to have this. I’m marrying Y/N Y/L/N. I must be the luckiest man in the world.” You giggle, pressing a sweet kiss to his smiling lips. Looking back at the sleeping boy beside the bed, you sigh in content.
“I think we’re both the lucky ones, my love.”
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Drive Fanfic
Title: Drive
Summary: Lately, all Virgil has fantasized about is driving away to a place where the Year 2020 doesn’t exist. It’s illogical and ludicrous, because it’s not possible to physically escape it all. But try telling that to Virgil, who’s done nothing but try and run away from his fears since childhood.
Pairings: platonic moxiety
Word-Count: 1.3k
Warnings: Anxiety, Self-destructive habits, Dissociation Sleep-deprived, Sickness, Vague References to Covid-19, Crying, Some Comfort Mostly Angst, Ambiguous Ending
This is...kinda a vent fic? I’ve been wanting to write another fic involving present day events for awhile but this is not the fic I had in mind.
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The moon greets Virgil with a crescent grin as he pulls out of his work’s parking lot late at night. It’s a comforting glow, soft and warm in ways that the artificial street lights could never achieve. He smiles back at the moon, taking his eyes off the road. Something he knows to be dangerous and his anxiety doesn’t waste time jumping at once to remind him.
He pushes these worries aside, tapping a rhythmic beat against his steering wheel. Normally, he’d be more diligent. But he’s exhausted and he’s driven the route between his work and home so many countless times that he could do it in his sleep.
Still, he has to watch himself when he almost makes a wrong turn. He’s lived at his new apartment for four months and yet it’s easy in this state to meander back to his old dwelling like a horse whose rider has fallen asleep in the saddle.
He thinks about turning on music to keep his mind awake, fingers twitching as he does so, but he does not do so. Instead, he gets on the highway, watching as the world flies past his car. So fast, almost too fast. He’s going at least five, ten miles past the speed limit. A younger version of himself would be freaked by that.
Once upon a time, he hated driving. No, he feared it. The idea of being in control of a machine that could, at any moment, kill himself or others used to petrify him. Now? The action of driving is almost as mundane and monotonous as brushing his teeth.
Physically, he is the one at the wheel, controlling the vehicle. But mentally, he is separated from the action. His thoughts of nothing and everything all at once. Just like the whole year has felt like. A year that has flown by faster than he can process, but has also plodded along sluggishly.
Lately, all he’s fantasized about is driving away to a place where the Year 2020 doesn’t exist. It’s illogical and ludicrous, because it’s not possible to physically escape it all. But try telling that to Virgil, who’s done nothing but try and run away from his fears since childhood.
He’s just tired. Exhausted of the world falling apart at the seams when it’s supposed to only be himself doing that. He can’t handle the numbers skyrocketing, the constant flow of new safety measures at work he knows are good yet so tiring to readjust to again and again. The angry dissents, the injustice and apathy of it all.
Exhaling, he flicks on the turn-signal and the car drifts towards the exit lane. Too far right, almost veering into the shoulder of the road and down into the gully beside it.
“Shit!” Virgil hisses, the loud vibration of hitting the line marking shoulder keeping him from becoming another highway death statistic. He pulls away from the line, his heartbeat accelerating. He continues off the highway without further incident.
Still, it’s enough to ignite his old fear of driving, enough to force his consciousness back into his body and focus on the road. The rest of his drive home is painfully boring compared to those exciting few seconds. When he does eventually reach his apartment building, he feels himself aching with relief.
Both his body and mind is craving for sleep, to escape from the conscious world for a few glorious hours. He both loves and loathes sleep for this very reason; loves it because it is a reprieve from reality and loathes it because it is but a temporary one.
After checking, and double-checking his car is locked, Virgil stumbles to his apartment like a zombie from a low-grade horror film. He fumbles with entering his key inside the keyhole a few times. Eventually he manages to get it in.
Prior to passing through the threshold of his front door, he had a task-list floating around in his head. A task-list he likes to call, “Virgil’s Agenda To Get The Fuck to Sleep As Soon As Possible”
It includes the following things:
Nab a quick late-night snack because he’s starving and experts be damned
Go to the bathroom, contemplate brushing his brush for five minutes before deciding the one-minute activity is too much energy
Collapse into bed without changing out of his work uniform
Spend an hour scrolling on his phone until he’s too incoherent for anxious thoughts to keep him awake all night
Sleep until his alarm wakes him up for work in the afternoon.
All of this is thrown out the figurative window when he spies his roommate and best friend Patton curled up on the living room couch. He’s still awake, half-disinterestedly watching an episode of The Office. Normally, this isn’t anything out of the ordinary. For as he chastises Virgil for dismal sleeping habits, the man is a hypocrite. Virgil has caught him on numerous occasions on a Netflix binge way past the witching hour.
Something about this time feels off. Virgil can’t decide if it’s his own anxiety or the existence of the virus-that-shall-not-be-named that causes him to feel this way. Maybe both, even. There’s just something about how Patton turns to look at him with a hint of dazed terror in his eyes.
“Hi, Pat.” Virgil says, taking his mask off. Honestly he’s gotten so used to wearing it that he sometimes forgets when it’s on his face.
“You, um, might want to keep that on.” Patton bits his lips.
“Oh?”
“I woke up from my nap today with chills.”
Virgil tries keeping his face neutral, “Any other symptoms?”
“M-my body aches all over, and--and I have a really bad headache--” This is where Patton dissolves into tears and Virgil’s heart breaks right then and there.
He takes a step closer and this freaks Patton out further. “Stay away! I don’t want you to g--get sick!”
Virgil complies, taking a few steps back even. He shakes his head though, biting back a harsh laugh. “I know you’re just trying to protect me, but let’s face it; you and I both know I probably gave it to you. You work from home--I don’t. And even if you didn’t get it from me, we both live together. There’s no way I haven’t already been exposed.”
“I-I know, but just to be s-s-safe--”
“Of course,” Virgil says gently, because while he sees taking precautions a moot point he still respects his friend’s wishes. “Listen, we’ll go to a testing site in the morning, okay? I’ll probably get quarantined from work so, um, at least now I’ll finally have time to rewatch Avatar with you?”
Patton nods but he’s still upset. All sniffles and hiccups with a broken sob here and there.
“Hey, hey, it’ll be okay, alright? Even if you test positive, things will be okay.” Virgil says, desperate to assuage Patton’s fears in some way, never mind his own, “let’s just watch The Office for now and worry about things tomorrow, alright?”
“O-okay,” Patton agrees, wiping tears and snot away with a corner of his blanket.
They watch the show mostly in silence, aside from a few forced laughs here and there. Even the antics of one Michael Scott isn’t enough to break the somber mood. Virgil’s heart beats sluggishly, as if he’s been put to cryosleep. He should be more devastated, his anxiety going to overdrive with presenting him all the worst case scenarios. Instead he feels nothing.
Maybe he’s in denial. Or maybe he has always known this was gonna happen eventually. Either to himself, Patton or both.
“Hey Patton?” He says, “when all of this over, let’s go on a road trip. You can pick the destination. I don’t care where it is other than it has to take a fuckton of hours to drive to.”
Patton is silent for a moment. He doesn’t teasingly ask Virigl to put a quarter in the swear jar. He breathes slowly, peeking above his blanket, “What about Yellowstone State Park? We could go there to see Old Faithful and the buffalo.”
“Yeah, okay we can go there,” Virgil nods, “let's invite Logan, I bet he’d like that.”
“Can we also--” Patton coughs, covering his mouth with his blanket, “can we also invite Roman?”
Virgil rolls his eyes good-naturedly, “Sure, we can invite Prince Insufferable if you insist. The more the merrier.”
So lost do they get in a hypothetical road trip, that the show and the world itself fades from the two’s thoughts for the rest of the night.
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Devils Never Cry [Vergil/Reader][Platonic!Dante/Reader]
Pre-hype for Devil May Cry 5!!!! MY BELOVED IS BACK!!!
Prompt: When reader finds out about Nero.
|Masterlist Link|
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(*Clink clink clink clink clink clink SNAP)
There was a lazy grin on your face as you loaded the bullets into your six shooter before twirling it on your finger. You had been cleaning your weapons from your last gig, making sure to take care of the weapons gifted to you over ten years ago. The shop was closed for the moment, though not because the utility bill hadn’t been paid. The bills were paid as soon as you brought in your pay from the last hunt. No. Devil May Cry was closed because Dante, Lady, and Trish were all out on another gig in some city far and isolated.
Holstering the revolver, you lazily unsheathed the katana resting on Dante’s desk, tilting the blade to and fro to catch the lighting. Unlike the revolver, the katana in your hand, Totsuka, was special in that it was forged specifically to kill demons… and that it was a gift from your husband, who has been missing for a decade now.
Nodding your head at the absence of damage to the katana’s edge, you made to sheathe the sword until the front door was suddenly kicked in. Acting on reflex, you kicked off from the desk to perch yourself on the stair railing above you, by your side, you held Totsuka at the ready.
“Woah! Sis! It’s just us!” a familiar jovial voice shouted from the threshold, and that’s when you noticed the flash of white hair and red coat. Dante strolled into the your shared home with his hands up in a placating manner, a lazy grin on his face. “On edge, huh? Did you just get back from a gig?”
You couldn’t fight the grimace on your face as you lazily dropped from the second floor railing, landing as gracefully as you could. “It was supposed to be a simple investigation. Turned into a demon hunt.”
Dante cast his eyes to the supplies on his desk as he shut the front door with a loud band. “And it got messy?”
“I got bathed in demon guts.” You scoffed, grabbing the sheathe from the desk and twirling to sheathe the blade behind your back due to the length of the blade.
Dante shook his head when he was you going through the same practiced motions from memory. “So… you didn’t tell me about your son.”
At that statement, you paused in cleaning off the desk, furrowing your brows and tilting your head to the side in confusion. “Son? I never had a son, Dante.”
“Come on! You were with Vergil all those years, and you even got married before dropping off the face of the earth, don’t tell me you two never had a kid.” By this point, Dante had taken a place in front of the desk, staring you down.
Straightening from your bent over position, you glanced back at Dante with troubled eyes. “Dante… Vergil and I… we…” Closing your eyes, you let out a heavy sigh and continued. “We never had a kid. He was too focused on gaining power that we felt that it wouldn’t be right to bring a kid into all that chaos. And then… then he left for the Demon World… and that was the end of it.”
“Damn it.” Dante swore, scratching the back of his head as he muttered. “And he’s not mine either.”
“Dante… what happened in Fortuna?” You were scared to ask, afraid of what you might learn.
“I…” The Son of Sparda looked so uncomfortable in front of you. His eyes shifted restlessly as he thought about how to break the news to you. “There was a kid in Fortuna, called Nero. No last name. An orphan. He looks just like me and Vergil.”
“Are you sure he’s not yours?” you prodded, not wanting to face the reality of what Nero’s existence implied.
“The Yamato was drawn to him.” Dante reasoned with a grimace. At the look of puzzlement on your face, Dante sighed, looking very tired. “Long story short, the Yamato was broken in Fortuna. It was fixed. And now Nero has it.”
Crossing your arms with a huff, you continued to question Dante. “Isn’t the Yamato reactive to anyone with Sparda’s blood?”
“And anyone close… but that’s entirely moot because Nero’s not my kid!”
“And how do you know that? You and Vergil are identical twins.”
“Ah… you know that all the women I meet either want to kill or eat me. So I’ve never…” And now the famous demon hunter looked even more uncomfortable.
“Oh.”
“…yeah.”
“So you couldn’t have had a kid, because you’re still a virgin.”
“Now why do you have to say it like that?” Dante whined pathetically, a pout on his lips. “It’s not for lack of trying!”
“…” You were silent as you thought it over. The possibility that Vergil would have been unfaithful to you. And your heart clenched painfully when you remembered the days after you were married. The days of warmth from Vergil, before a long period of cold. How in those days, Vergil would travel away without you. Sometimes for days, most times for months. And to think that he had gone to Fortuna and had a child with another woman, when you were home, waiting patiently for him to return.
A touch to your shoulder, and another at your chin, gently tilting your head up. “Come on, now. It’s okay to cry.”
Surprised, you finally noticed your clouded vision and blinked, the tears spilling over as you stared at Dante. “He said he loved me, Dante. How could he?” You couldn’t stop the sob that came bursting from your throat, hand reaching up to cover your mouth. “And for him to never have fessed up.” You growled, grip tightening on the Totsuka before you made to throw it violently.
“Whoa, whoa whoa!” Dante cried, throwing his hands up to stop your from tossing Vergil’s gift. “You’re going to regret it if you break it.” When you could only sob in reply, Dante huffed and gently took you into his arms, “I know you’re sad and… pissed off. I am, too. But we both knew that Vergil was a walking mess to begin with.”
A half-hearted laugh left your lips as you hugged Dante back. “He’s our mess, though.”
“Yeah,” the demon hunter mused quietly, “And you know what we do with messes, right?”
A smirk, “Yeah… we take care of them.”
“For what it’s worth, though, I think you’d be a great mother.”
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Kiss Me Once, Twice, A Thousand Times
Pairings: Ravey, Jatherine (mentioned) Spot/Crutchie (menitioned) Blush (mentioned) ,
Characters: Race, Davey
Description: Sometimes a kiss doesn’t mean anything. This isn’t one of those times.
“I’ve never been kissed before,” Race said suddenly, sprawled across Davey’s bed. Davey looked up in surprise, part at his friend’s words and partly at the abruptness of what Race had said.
“Pardon?”
“I’ve never been kissed before,” Race continued, not sitting up. Davey raised a brow from his desk and shut his math book, tilting his head to the side in confusion. Race had never been kissed? That didn’t seem possible, Race was not only handsome and popular, he was flirty as all get out. Surely he must have had a kiss somewhere along the line.
Davey didn’t say that however, just pulled back his confusion with a roll of his eyes.
“You’re sixteen Race,” Davey said. “It’s completely normal not to have been kissed yet.”
Race sighed dramatically and rolled over onto his side, narrowing his eyes at his friend.
“Yeah, but like everyone else in the group has been kissed before,” Race complained. “Jack kissed Sarah way back when they were what? Thirteen? —“
“Thank you for the reminder that my best friend kissed my sister Race.”
“Shut up. And Spot and Crutchie make out all the freaking time, Albert kissed Spot before Spot got with Crutchie, Katherine kissed Jack and then she kissed Albert while her and Jack were on a break and Jack kissed Albert when they were drunk. And that’s before I get into Kid Blink and Mush!”
Davey blinked. “Damn, our friends make out with a lot of people.”
Race huffed. “But apparently I’m not one of them!”
Davey sighed dramatically and stood, making Race scoot over so Davey could squeeze next to him on Davey’s bed. Although maybe just calling it Davey’s bed was a moot point — Race was always sneaking over at night, sleeping at Davey’s house to escape the storm that was his home. It had started because Davey simply lived the closest near Race, but know it had just become like Race was the unspoken other resident of the room. Race at first had tried to sleep on the floor, but Davey had vetoed that and declared that Race and him would just have to share it.
(Completely platonically though, even if having Race that close to cuddling distance did nothing good for Davey who always got a weird feeling in his stomach when Race slept over.)
“Race calm down,” Davey said. “It’s completely normal not to be kissed in high school. I’m graduating in three months and I’ve never been kissed before.”
Race’s eyes widened. “You’ve never been kissed?”
“Yes, that’s what I just said, pay attention.”
Race smiled and leaned closer to Davey.
“Davey that is fantastic! Do you know what this means?”
Davey sighed and leaned back onto his pillow.
“Nothing good I assume.”
Race ignored Davey and laid down next to him, scooting closer to Davey’s face.
“It means we can kiss each other!”
Davey’s brain short-circuited. Him? Kiss Race? Why-how-what? He couldn’t kiss Race! Race was one of his closest friends!
(Davey ignored the small excited flip of his stomach that emerged at the thought of Race’s lips on his.)
“What?”
Race rolled his eyes. “Well, it’s simple Davey. I kiss you and you kiss me. That way we both have our first kiss! We don’t have to worry about it anymore!”
Davey raised a brow. “I wasn’t worried in the first place!”
“Come on!” Race pleaded. “We’re the only ones in our group who haven’t kissed someone yet, so if we kiss each other, we won’t have to worry about if we’re good or not because we both won’t know what we’re doing!”
Davey fought the urge to face-palm. “Race, you’re insane!”
“Davey please!” Race said. Davey shut his eyes and gave a gentle sigh. This was a stupid idea. Friends who kiss other friends always end up as friends who hurt each other. He really didn’t want to hurt Race, but that was the path they were headed if Davey agreed.
Davey felt and heard movement on the bed next to him, and then felt heat above him. Davey opened his eyes to see Race hovering over him, eyes pleading in his signature puppy dog look.
“Not the puppy dog eyes Race ...” Davey said. “You know I can’t resist the puppy dog eyes!”
Race’s eyes only got worse and Davey felt something in him break, a part of him feeling like he wanted to give in. Davey sighed.
“One kiss,” Davey said sternly. “And then it’s done. Nothing changes. We’re still just friends.”
“Of course,” Race nodded. “Completely platonic.”
Davey opened his mouth to say something, but Race beat him to it, lowing himself quickly to kiss Davey. True to form, it was a spectacularly okay kiss — Davey’s teeth knocked into Race’s and it took a moment to line up their mouths perfectly because at first Race only got half of Davey’s lips.
But still, Davey enjoyed every fleeting second of it. The warm flame that erupted all over his body at Race’s touch, the soft way Race’s lips moved, still jumbled and messy just like everything Race did was.
Davey never wanted to pull away.
All too soon, Race’s lips were gone. Davey’s eyes fluttered opens to see Race starting up at him, eyes wide in shock and surprise. Davey was sure the expression was mirrored in Davey’s eyes.
“Davey,” Race breathed, and Davey reached up to ran a hand alongside Race’s jaw. He felt the need to reach up and kiss it, because it was just so perfect and wonderful and —
“David!” The knock at the door scared the both of them, and Race sprang away from Davey, sitting straight as a pin against the base board of the mattress.
The door opened just as Davey returned to sitting position. Davey was greeted by his mother in the doorway, smiling warmly.
“David, dinner’s almost ready,” she said, “I just wanted to make sure Race would still be joining us.”
“Uh, no, actually,” Race said, “I have to go.”
“Oh, are you sure?” Davey asked. Davey really wanted Race to stay.
“Yes,” Race said. “I’ll talk to you later.”
Then Race was gone, slipping past Davey’s mother.
^^^
“You want to what?!”
Race rolled his eyes at Davey’s outburst, leaning back against the wall of the dugout. It was just after practice, a week after Race and Davey had kissed, which was the only time Race knew Davey would be controlled enough to not go completely crazy at Race’s idea. Davey, after all, had a reputation to maintain as their equipment manager.
“I want us to keep kissing,” Race said. “Pay attention!”
“I heard what you said!” Davey exclaimed. “I was asking the why!”
“Then you should have said that!”
“Racetrack!”
Race sighed and stood up, walking over to Davey, wiping some of the sweat off his forehead. He had bypassed changing and showering to make sure he caught Davey before he left.
“Look, we both still don’t know what we’re doing,” Race said. “And we need practice. We kissed once and nothing changed. We’re still friends.”
At least, for Davey it seemed nothing had changed. For Race, that kiss had awoken a deep fire he didn’t know was in him. A burning fire that desired to have Davey close to him again.
Davey bit his lip, apparently contemplating the idea. “Just practice?”
Davey sounded afraid and Race felt his heart sink. Was Davey afraid of being in a possible relationship with Race?
“Yes, platonic practice,” Race assured, faking a smile. Race reached and pecked Davey’s cheek. “I’ll come over to your house tonight, okay? Give it a try, if it doesn’t work...we can always quit.”
“Alright.”
^^^
Apparently it did work because a month later, Race and Davey were still up to their ‘practice’. Before, when Race would come over they would be close but never touching as they hung out. On those nights Race snuck over, they would sleep back to back.
Now, everything had changed. Even when they just hung out, if they were alone, some part of them was touching. If not touching, it was cuddling, which Race adored so much because that fire seemed unable to burn its way out his system. Every touch and kiss and smile just made it grow stronger.
As Davey’s lips became more accustomed to movement, and as Race got used to the way Davey’s body curled around his, Race felt something in him change. It was like a flip had been switched. Everything Davey did was in a new light, like everything Davey did was better just because it was Davey doing it.
Race was in love with Davey. He knew that now. But he didn’t say anything, because meaningless make-outs were better than nothing.
^^^
“I hate you,” Davey mumbled into Race’s mouth. Race smiled and pushed Davey back onto his mattress, smirking all the way.
“Sure you do,” Race said quietly, careful not to be too loud and awaken Davey’s family. They didn’t even know that Race snuck over before, Race was doubtful they would be excited to know that now Race was sneaking over to make out with Davey.
“All I’m saying is that you should at least let me say hi before you kiss me,” Davey said. Race rolled his eyes and kissed Davey again, curling his fists into Davey’s dark hair.
“Why would I,” Race breathed against Davey’s mouth, “when this is a much more effective way.” Race tried to connect their lips again, but Davey stopped him.
“Wait, I want to test something.”
“What are you — oh, Davey.”
Race felt that fire triple in him as Davey’s lips connected to where his shoulder met his throat, and it took everything in Race not to yell or let anyone know what was happening. Davey didn’t stay put though, his lips began trailing up Race’s neck, leaving small bruises in their wake Race knew he was going to need a scarf for.
“Where did you — ah — learn to — yes, right there — do this?” Race asked, barely managing to get the words out. Davey finally disconnected, burying his head in Race’s neck.
“I saw it in a movie,” Davey whispered against Race’s skin. “And I thought you might enjoy it. Nothing but the best for you after all, darling.”
Darling.
They had never used pet names before. Never. Something in Race broke, and in that instant another switch flipped.
“I can’t do this anymore.”
Davey blinked and pulled away from Race’s neck, eyes wide as he stared up at Race’s face.
“What?”
“I — we — I can’t do this.” Race felt his tears start to fall. “I want— I want so much more than just to kiss you Davey. I want us to be more than kissing partners and if you don’t want that, that’s great. I can live with that. But we either need to be just friends or something more than this. Because I —“
“You want be be my boyfriend?” Davey finished. Race barley noticed the slow smile that spread across Davey’s face. Race nodded slowly, readying his heart to break. Davey reached to caress his cheek. “Good. Because I want to be your boyfriend.”
Race’s heart didn’t break, but instead exploded with joy and music.
“I love you Racetrack Higgins,” Davey whispered. “And I want us to be boyfriends.”
Race smiled and kissed Davey again, but despite how many times they had done it before, this felt different. More vulnerable and passionate and just perfect.
“I love you too David Jacobs,” Race said. “And I also want us to be boyfriends.”
The next time they kissed was the next day at school, where a quick kiss in study hall just about gave one Jack Kelly a heart attack to see his two best friends kiss.
(Both Race and Davey laughed at that.)
#davey jacobs x racetrack higgins#ravey#newsies fanfiction#racetrack newsies#race#davey jacobs#davey newsies#racetrack higgins#my writing
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A Rant
26.08.2019
This is a rant about love, spirituality, and emotions. A rant to spell out my thoughts, to set them out on the table for all to see. I'm religious. Spiritual. I believe in all manners of things. They have nothing to do with each other, and yet they are intricately interconnected. One thought leading to the next. Let us begin.
The soul. Lifeforce. Spirit. Higher self. Consciousness joining with the unconscious. Whatever you wish to call it. There are all kinds of names for it. It is energy. In its truest form, the soul is energy.
Energy never dies, it doesn't just stop being. It has to move to another form, but it still is. This is why I believe in reincarnation. When our physical body dies, our soul moves on. We sit in limbo until it is time to move onto the next life. But why?
Simple: emotions. There are thousands, if not millions of emotions that a single human being could feel. And even more, lessons to learn from those emotions. We live each life to feel a range of emotions, and further, to learn how to cope with them. To learn how they feel, what they mean to our soul, to our existence. We learn how to cope with them and use them elsewhere in our life. We shall keep living, and dying, and reincarnating until we have learned all of the emotions. And all of their lessons.
The Buddhists have a word, a term similar to my own beliefs: Nirvana, enlightenment. I do not think we reach this from meditating or depriving ourselves of certain things but from the opposite. Indulging in the things that make us feel. Sex, partnership, relationships. Expressing ourselves through creativity. Love, heartbreak, loss. Anything that makes us feel. What happens when we've lived through all of our lives and learned everything, felt everything? I can't say. But I bet it's beautiful.
Now, souls, and emotions. We've felt things in other lives that we most likely will feel again in our current life. That includes love. Soul mates. Someone says the phrase and most picture an intense romantic partner, a match made in heaven. They aren't wrong. But they aren't right either.
A soul mate can be romantic, sexual, or platonic. It is another soul that our own soul recognizes, or at the very least feels comfortable with. Unlike popular belief, we are not limited to one romantic soul mate in our lifetime. That would be incredibly unfair. Instead, we are given multiple soul mates in all aspects.
For me personally, I know my best friend Alex is one of my platonic soul mates. My other best friend Jen is another of my platonic soul mates. I'm sure at least one or two of my previous romantic relationships were with soul mates.
See, soul mates can be lifelong, or they can even be for a season or so. A soul mate enters our life to teach us a lesson or two. They help us grow. Sometimes we're lucky, and the soul mate is healthy for us and remains in our life for a long time. Sometimes they are unhealthy and are meant to teach us something about ourselves. Soul mates are weird in that way. Souls in general are weird.
There is a romantic notion - love at first sight. This idea that we see someone and instantly there are these lovely feelings. And some are lucky enough to know it right away. In my opinion, people very seldom experience love at first sight. It's usually attraction, even lust. See, when it comes to love, our soul knows first. Our soul feels it before we even realize it. After a bit, our hearts start to feel it too. Our mind, well, let's just say it's running in a different time zone.
Our brains might have started to pump all those beautiful chemicals that are produced when we feel love, and yet our mind, our conscious mind takes a little bit to actually understand and process what is happening. Our unconscious knew all along but refused to give up the secret.
It's why sometimes you are dating someone and you look at them and all of a sudden, seemingly out of nowhere you have the urge to sing "I LOVE YOU!". Some of us are aware of our soul, and our heart, and can detect the feelings that are brewing earlier on. But due to the social conditioning that love does in fact have a timeline, we bury it down. Plus, who wants to admit they love another when there is a big chance of rejection. No one likes rejection.
Now, how does this tie into me? There is a gentleman I am talking to. There was a very sudden connection, attraction, at first sight, a ZING(if you know Hotel Transylvania). But it's only been a very short period of time since we have met. But, it was an instant comfortability. Which is rare for me. Now, my problem lies in, I know feel down the beginning of these feelings are genuine, but the depth of them? Is that true? Or am I just so lonely? I've had this intense loneliness lingering for a while now. And I do find myself semi-clinging to anyone who gives me attention. But this guy, JP, is different. It scares me. Especially because he is closed off. He's been handed a life expectancy, a timeline, by his doctor, and he believes no one would ever love him and stand by him because of it. 7 billion people on this planet. Someone will. Someone would love to. Do I think I am that person? Currently: no. But, I mean, if he opened up, brought down his wall, and things developed, I think I certainly could be. Not because I am already planning our wedding, and naming our children, but because I know I have that kind of love in me.
I loved the wrong man for over 4 years, despite everything that happened. Imagine what kind of love I would have for the right person? But it's all kind of moot right now. It's too early to think too seriously.
This was written well over 2 years ago. I've not talked to JP in almost that entire time. JP and I were not good, in the long run. I am adding old writings because they are important to me, and how I have grown
#relationships#love#spirtuality#personal journal#personal ramblings#the soul#heartache#writing is healing
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what is your opinion on genyatta?
Short answer: I tend not to care for it very much, for a few reasons, but not to the point where I’ll stop reading a fic where it’s a background/side pairing. More details under the read more, but first let me be clear, I don’t think people should not ship it, it’s just not my cup of tea.
So, first of all, let me caution against my own feelings here for three main reasons:
1. I have an irrational aversion to Mc//Gen//ji, which may be carrying over to Genji in any mlm relationship, which would definitely send me from irrational to just plain stupid--however, in my defense, I do like Gencio, which I’ll get into a little, so I don’t think my feelings about Genyatta have too much to do with that.
2. I do tend to be suspicious of Genji in mlm relationships because I feel like the fandom likes to make him bisexual/pansexual for Maximum Sluttiness purposes. Like, canonically he was a playboy, but in fandom it seems like people make him fall into the Depraved Bisexual trope as a young man where he wants to nail anything that moves. Now, that’s not to say that I think bisexuals or pansexuals should never be written as promiscuous, but the way many authors portray Genji doesn’t strike me as positive and/or sensitive renditions of bisexuals and pansexuals. It seems more stereotypical, as though his sexuality is meant to be as upsetting as possible to the clan/society in general rather than a casual personality trait, which also tends to carry over when Genji is portrayed as homosexual to a lesser extent.
3. My personal experience with religion makes me suspicious of any mlm/wlw relationships with an intensely religious person. This is unfair, because there are plenty of LGBT+ individuals who are intensely religious with zero detriment to themselves or their partners--but there are also plenty of LGBT+ individuals who were intensely religious who suffered because of it, and I am among the latter. I don’t think Zenyatta is among the latter, though, so, really, this point should be moot, but for me at least it’s not.
So, there’s three reasons why I may not be the best person to analyze Genyatta, but if you’re still interested in what I have to say, read on!
I love Genji and Zenyatta’s relationship as between a student and a teacher, and for that alone I tend to shy away from them being in a romantic relationship--there’s a little power imbalance there, for one, where Zenyatta had to have delved deeply into Genji’s life, mind, and secrets, but not necessarily sharing as much in return. Indeed, much of the time it is absolutely necessary to maintain a certain distance and/or authority while treating someone as vulnerable as Genji must have been. It’s inappropriate for a psychologist/psychiatrist to start a relationship with a patient under their care, for example, and I think that applies to Genji and Zenyatta during Genji’s “treatment”.
Even afterwards, though, since Genji and Zenyatta seem to have an ongoing master/student relationship, I think it continues to be inappropriate for either of them, but especially Zenyatta, to pursue a romantic relationship.
That aside though, in AUs for example, I tend not to like Genyatta because Zenyatta is usually too placid and too tranquil for me to see why he would be a good match for someone as boisterous, dynamic, and restless as Genji. Like, I think Genji does need a grounding presence in his life, but he also strikes me as someone who would get antsy with a romantic partner who is more like a rock than a hand held in his own.
That’s one reason I like Gencio--Lúcio is a bouncy, active person who likes to party but also has a strong moral center and a clear, selfless life path. He would be a good match for Genji’s energy level, plus he would be a good indication that Genji’s desire to enjoy himself in his youth wasn’t inherently bad, merely taken to an excess. He would also be a grounding presence that would be a bit more, hmm, mobile?? And a little less detached from the world, as a monk would be.
Now, this objection to Genyatta is more an objection to fandom Zenyatta, not necessarily to canon Zenyatta. I think canon Zenyatta is supposed to be a lot more mischievous and worldly than the fandom gives him credit for--one of the reasons he left the monastery was because he wanted to be less dogmatic and more engaged in the world, after all, and in that Genji could be a great influence in helping Zenyatta expand his worldview. Buuuuut--I dunno, out of all the named characters in the game, I tend to think Lúcio would be the best match.
This is always assuming, of course, that Genji would be ready for a romantic relationship so soon after healing. I tend to shy away from any romantic relationships involving Genji post-Hanzo and pre-Zenyatta because, holy moly, I just don’t think he’d be in a good enough place mentally, but post-Zenyatta and getting into canon time--I dunno, there are many different ways he would be healing, and they don’t necessarily run at the same pace. He may feel at peace, but that doesn’t mean he would be ready to find a romantic partner to share that peace with--romance goes hand in hand with vulnerability, and I think he might want to live as a whole person for a while before he sought out anyone else.
So. There’s my opinion about Genyatta. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ If this was an indirect way of asking if Genyatta was going to appear in my Overwatch fanfiction, than I’d say no. I was going to include it in My Heart Will Be Blessed, but I think I’m going to keep them as platonic soulmates in that. In Afterdrop, I think Genji is going to be straight. And if I do have a story with Genji in a romantic relationship, I’ll most likely have him in a relationship with Lúcio or Sombra--I think he and Sombra would make a surprisingly good crack team and possibly more???
If you ship Genyatta, though, I’d say to ignore me! I see a lot of great fanworks about it, and most of it definitely does not strike me as inherently unpleasant or unhealthy. So, if you like it, keep on keeping on! Don’t let me spoil your fun, LOL!
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