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rosemaryfollows · 2 months

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what if ther crush got drunk and in this state confessed their love to them? the next morning remembering nothing

For Husk Lucifer and Alastor pls?

𝘛𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦

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[ cw: implied fem reader in lucifers part, but i think he'd call everyone little lady, like his old man version of 'girl'... not proofread ]

𝘏𝘶𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘳

It had been a very, very long night for Husk. Several people coming into the hotel, treating it as if it were some kind of brothel instead of a place to get rehabilitated. All he wanted was to get off his god awful shift and go to his room to lick his wounds of the day. Whenever the hotel turned down for the night, he had made quick work of cleaning his glasses and tidying up just a bit so Nifty could worry less about his area. Just as he was about to head upstairs and hide away until the morning, he heard your sweet voice from one of the couches in the lobby. "Husker?" You'd ask, sitting up and looking over at him with a boozed up smile, "Huuusker.." A smile would grow on your face as you waved at him, a little giggle hiccuping its way out of your throat. "Cmer, kitty.." He would groan and look you over, begrudgingly making his way over to you. He had feelings for you, sure, but he also needed off his feet for the night. "I told you not to call me that, dollface." He would mumble, though a smile would be on his face. "Husker, Husker you're.. You're so perfect you know that?" You finally laid your head back down as he cocked his head to the side, "Uhhh, huh?" He'd mumble, crossing his arms over his chest, "Why's that?" He'd prod, a teasing tone to his voice. "I just, I really like you.. You're so, handsome, and kind.. I really, really wanna kiss you and.. and.." You let out a shaky sigh, looking at him again with tear-filled little eyes. He felt his face heat up but shook his head, "Uhhh huh, you don't know what the hell you're going on about, let's get you to your room." He rolled his eyes, hoisting you up into his arms, causing you to cheer silently. "You gotta be fuckin kidding me here, ____.. Remind me to never let you drink that much again.." You'd give a giggle and nod, your hands reaching up to play with his soft ears, "Mkkay, kitty." ✃-------- The next morning was like a second hell for you, the migraine in your head pounding hard against your skull. However, when you went to reach your bedside and didn't feel the regular stand, your eyes popped open and looked around, noticing you weren't in your own room. You shot up in the bed and looked around, but quickly looking around and seeing you were in.. Huskers room? Alone, and dressed.. You made quick work of leaving no trace of yourself in his room, the assumption in your mind that you wandered into his room and passed out in his bed. You were quick to leave the room and shut the door quietly, making your way down to the lobby, face heating up at the sight of Husker already behind the bar.

"Sleep well?" His voice rang through the lobby, making you look over at him, "Uh.. Uh-huh! Like a baby!" You'd reply, trying to sound chipper enough so he wouldn't sense your nervousness. He'd shake his head and chuckle under his breath, turning his back to you. He would definitely talk to you later about what happened.

𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳

Lucifer was almost at a loss for words, you were never one to really get wasted or drown your problems in alcohol. So when you had made your way to his work room in the hotel, giggles hiccupping past your lips and the smell of Absinthe heavy on your persons, he was truly lost at what to say or do. "_____, dear? What's up with you huh?" He asked, standing up from his desk and making his way to the door, seemingly just in time to catch you from stumbling over yourself. His hands steadied themselves on your waist, a small flush coming to his face at how he had to hold you. "I just, I just reaallly needed to see you Luci!" You'd say, your tone as cheerful as ever, "I missed you today, I missed you a. LOT." Your arms would drape around his neck, more giggles leaving you as your buried your face into his neck, taking deep breaths through your nose as if you were sniffing him. "Oh? See uhm, see me? Why- Missed me?! Oh boy I uhm, flattering, _____, truly flattering but, why?" He felt a little conflicted, wanting to coax answers out of you, but also not wanting to manipulate you into telling him confidential and private things. The smile on your face was leaving a hot feeling under Lucifers collar as he moved you back a little, still holding your waist with his firm grip. "Ohhh, Luciii, I just, need you. Terribly.. I have such a crush on you, its soooo, embarrassing, because like, you're the KING, of HELL. How funny is that?" Your voice would squeak and break all over the place while you spoke, your hands finding their way into his hair, knocking his hat onto the floor. Lucifer sighed a little and picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist now as his hands settled on the underside of your thighs. "Come on lil lady, let's get you back to your room. You have no idea what you're going on about ahaha.. Hm. " Though the burning red on his face wanted to believe otherwise. ✃-------- The next morning, you woke up and found yourself struggling to remember the night and most of the day before.. You remember going out with Cherri, then going into some random, dinky club she found, and after that, it's all quite a blur. You finally sat up in your bed and rubbed your eyes, looking around at the vague sunshine through your windows. "Ugghhh.." You'd fall back into bed, looking at your side table, seeing a small, folded note with your name on it. You lazily reach over, assuming it was a note from Alastor telling you all the things you have to do today. Instead, when you opened it up, the neat and gold letters surprised you. "Dearest, I tried to get you into, well any kind of pajamas at all, but you were very insistent on not 'needing anything at all' since I was there... BUT! It would be indecent of me to leave you like that, so I got you into a large shirt seeing as it was.. All you'd agree to. I sent your dirty clothes to the wash... Sorry if this is weird haha!.. Sorry. -The Big Boss." You silently wished you were double dead.

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Alastor had to admit, it was more than amusing to watch you drown your troubles and concerns in the liquid confidence, and watching you stumble up the stairs of the hotel and down the hall was even better. What struck him as unusual is when you closed and locked your door. His shadow had snuck under the door and watched you intently from the corner of your room, watching someone who was just as confident as a lion break into a small puddle of tears and incoherent blubbering. His ears flattened back ever so slightly at the noise and sight, his dead heart seeming to ache slightly at your cries. He had grown quite fond of you and your antics, so seeing your mood flip so quick put him in a small moment of shock. He easily moved through his shadow into your room, his smile a bit more dull than it normally was. "Mon Cher, tell me, what ever could be troubling you? Why, you were just so cheery and lighthearted downstairs! Let's see a smile!" He would boast, moving to the edge of your bed, looking down at you with an ever wide smile. You waved your hand at him, signaling him to 'fuck off'. Not, really signaling it as you had mumbled it out between choked sobs and whimpers. Your chin was stood tilted up with the end of his cane, a caring smile across his face. You shove his cane away from you, grumbling once again; "Fuck. Off, Alastor. I don't need you here.. I will never need you." You grump, facing away from him, only to find him shifted onto that side of the bed. This made you give a little sob, covering your face with a pillow. He was quicker than you, especially in your drunken state, "Now now, Cher." He snatched the pillow and threw it somewhere into a literal void. He lifted you up by your shoulders, making you sit up, even though clearly you had no desire to. "Gooood, what don't you get about fuck off? You.. mmm, freak." You groan and look up at him, your heart rate quickening significantly at the sight of him being even slightly caring, even if it was probably a lie. Something inside you hoped that it was true and honest, that he was truly here because he cared, but you knew it was just sick and utter need for entertainment. "Now now darling, is that anyway to speak to your host? Such hostility! Why, and to think I was under the impression that we had grown closer!" Alastor boasts, the static in his voice dissipating momentarily. You groan and sit up, glaring at him still, "Of course we have! I've been in love with you for months now and you still haven't taken the fucking hint!" You shout, grabbing another pillow and chucking it at his face. When it hit him, the pillow seemed to stay there for a few seconds longer before him and the pillow dissipate into the floor. When you saw he just left, you couldn't help but shout, "GIVE ME BACK MY PILLOW YOU ASS!" ✃-------- The next morning, you rose out of bed bright and early, your head and body pounding but you push through the hangover. You started your regular morning duties at the hotel, not minding anyone's business but your own. The memories of the night blurry and uneven. You, however, were in your blissful ignorance, not knowing just how heavy your words had impacted the host of the hotel who was still missing from your morning routine. Your heart ached but still, you carried on with your day.

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doppel-doodles · 3 months

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Hi, i really like your art and you writing, you are really good, so I wanted to know if you could Make some headcanons about Macaque ,Wukong ,Azure AND Shadowpeach with a Male or GN reader that Is súper soft with them and supports them when they are down, I was thinking about Wukong AND Macaque without The glamour things and insecure about their real apearence, and Azure with some scars after The Jade emperor Situation, Those boys need some love AND im sorry if I am overloading you with this request, Thanks

Heya! Firstly thanks a bunch for requesting and for the compliments! It's really sweet:> I was a bit confused in the request if you meant shadowpeach and the boys separately or just shadowpeach so I did the former just to be safe! Hope you enjoy!

Azure, Wukong and Macaque with a supportive reader

Azure lion

If we're going with Azure somehow surviving what happened to him in season 4 then I imagine he would probably gain large scars all over his body from the jade emperor's powers being too much for him to the point it was literally tearing him apart.

One goes over his eye and he has most likely lost some vision with that one, another cuts into his mane creating a slight bald spot. And the rest are scattered all across from his arms to his legs.

I don't think he would cover them up with glamour though, he would most likely keep them out as a reminder of what he did, a warning even.

Finally realizing that he wasn't the good guy and everything he did was in fact not good comes with a lot of emotions: guilt,shame even remorse.

But that's where you come in!

You don't know what Azure did or even who he was before you two met. With you he could have a fresh start, something he may have desperately needed after everything.

You would never try and pry about what happened to him to be so banged up either.

Not even when he wakes up in the middle of the night after a horrible nightmare, dreaming about how that day he was defeated could have turned out...

You just hold him,sooth him, tell him he's safe and that whatever he saw wasn't real.

And you'll continue to do so until he passes out in your arms, becoming a snoring mess once again.

You'll never know just how grateful he is to you for this, his appreciation just grows deeper every time.

He has debated over telling you who he used to be and what he had done, to be honest something inside him is deeply afraid that you'll hate him if he tells you even with you showing him nothing but care and support, and if you would he wouldn't fault you for it, not one bit.

He will tell you the story behind his scars one day, he just needs a little more time.

Sun Wukong

Okay, for Wukong I actually feel like it'll take him EXTREMELY long to drop the glamour around you. He really needs to be insanely comfortable with your presence and that alone takes time.

Him and being open with people just don't seem to mesh you feel me?

It also just stings his ego a bit. He is supposed to be the monkey king, the great sage equal to heaven for him you don't imagine that kind of guy getting hurt like ever right?

But if you are patient with him you'll eventually have him coming home, dropping his glamour and happily falling into your arms for a well deserved cuddle after a long day.

And once he showed them to you there really is no going back for him, the feeling of you kissing over his scarred skin? The way it fills him with that warm fuzziness? He wouldn't trade it for all the peaches in the world.

I imagine the circlet that was used on him actually left a scar that goes all around his head, so be sure to place lots of kisses on his forehead yes?

I've also played around with the idea that when the lady bone demon possessed Wukong it actually left a scar on his back were her power entered.

The skin ther is not just cool to the touch, it is ice cold.

This one is especially hard to look at for him but he can always feel it, no matter how many layers he wears that spot will always feel cool,dead even.

And death is something he does not like.

So when you hug him from behind or give him back rubs, your body heat breathing life back into his skin for a brief period of time it almost makes him regret hiding this from you for so long!

Macaque

Surprisingly with Macaque it's EVEN WORSE he has a major case of trust issues so don't think he'll dump to you even though he definitely should let it out-

Like you actually have the patience of a saint if you can put up with him for that long in his eyes, which is great! He loves that about you!

With your encouragement he'll actually become willing to show his eye scar in public...kinda.

What I mean is when he is in human form performing at his shadow theater it would be there but covered by his hood so nobody would actually be able to see it.

Listen we are taking baby steps here-

And you couldn't be prouder of these tiny steps! And you let him know that, oh how you let him know that.

He is low key kinda startled by it at first, in his mind you should probably feel a bit cheated by him doing it this way but you just aren't. It makes his heart flutter more than he likes to admit.

He also appreciates the little things you do for him when you learn of his six ears and exceptional hearing.

Without even noticing you'll talk in a quieter voice or just watch your tone in general or you just carry a pair of noise cancelling headphones around for him incase you two find yourself in an unbearably loud environment and for whatever reason can't leave.

He ADORES your thoughtfulness for him to be honest.

It's been a while since he experienced anything like it.

Shadowpeach

Here is a shocker I don't think it'll take them even half as long to drop the glamour in this situation.

Because those two have a history, they know mostly what the other truly looks like already so there isn't as much pressure to hide it from the other since they already know.

And it would kinda make them feel bad to leave you out of the loop at that point, you're part of this relationship too after all so if they can show their scars to each other then they should show them to you as well right?

Although seeing Macaques eye stirs up a mix of feelings in Wukong every time.

He caused it after all.

Also I like the idea of Macaque planning out this whole grandiose reveal to you, like the extra Theater kid he is he actually has a whole script written out and memorised down to the very last line, yes he tried forcing Wukong to do the same, no he did not do the same.

Then the day before Wukong strolls in with no glamour like "HERE I AM!" Like the jerk he is-

Macaque proceeded to have a friendly round of rough housing with him for that:D

Besides that I imagine it being like it was in their own headcanons just with these two occasionally fighting for your attention

#lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk x reader #lmk azure lion #azure lion x reader #lmk sun wukong #sun wukong x reader #lmk macaque #lmk macaque x reader #doppels valentine

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illyabata · 7 months

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scars are A Thing™ with wriothesley and nobody can convince me otherwise, idc if there is zero mention of his scars or their meaning when he comes out idc it’s my permanent headcanon that scars and their stories are simply entangled with his character idc

so now i give you: wriothesley who is fascinated by your scars

tw: discussion of scars lol, but in no way do i indicate their origin unless it’s stretch marks. however if talk of scars at all is triggering to you, dont read!! it’s sweet fluffy stuff, but that doesn’t matter if it will trigger you. please take care :)

sfw, big brainrot under cut

theyre so much smaller than his, more delicate, just like you. doesnt matter if compared to other people you are big or tall, he’s such a big guy that he makes you feel small no matter your size or height. and no matter what your scars look like to you, to him they are beautiful. to him they are delicate.

he’s enamored by all of your scars no matter their origin��stretch marks, however, seem to intrigue him the most of all. he’s absolutely transfixed by them, and you can never understand why. he’s simply mesmerized by the way the blemished skin stretches as he thumbs and presses it, watching the discoloration flatten itself only to bloat back when he leaves it alone. for some reason he just seems so puzzled by the concept of natural scarring of the body; nothing had happened to harm you for these to appear—they’re simply the product of change, your skin either going through rapid periods of expanding or shrinking. he thinks they’re pretty.

he’d spend so long just running his rough fingers over your skin, absorbed in the feeling of the puckered tissue under his own blemished hands. whether the scars are stretch marks or from something else, he loves them, he loves you.

this might sound weird but i just like to imagine you both spend time gently tracing each others’ scars as comfort, like it sounds weird in words but it makes sense i promise. there is something intimate and fascinating about scars, no matter what they’re from; it’s truly like the language of your body’s history, a record of what has occurred. you can resent them or be proud of them, it really depends on the person and situation—but regardless, scars are always a record, and that is a constant no matter the person.

and if you’re not comfortable with that level of touch or that much attention on your scars, that is absolutely okay. he’s not going to make you uncomfortable, he’ll always ask if it’s okay before he looks at or touches them—or touches you at all, really. he never wants to hurt you. and if you say you’d rather he not touch your scars, he’ll understand and just show you he loves you—all of you—in some other way.

like idk about anyone else or if its just me and im fucking insane but sometimes i get lost looking at my own scars; sometimes the human body at work is just kind of fascinating to watch, and even more so in retrospect. it’s like holy fuck you’re looking at its handiwork, you can plainly see how the skin has been so masterfully rebuilt into this little woven bandaid of cells, carefully crafted to not only rebuild but protect. your body has looked after itself, and it will continue to do so. and thats just kind of a fascinating thing to me idk😭

some extra thoughts about scars, not really to do with wrio; red brackets will indicate the end of it if you want to skip: [[ it usually replaces any feeling of disgust i have because instead of focusing on the bad feeling of remembering where they came from or being sad at the way they look im able to think about how cool it is the way my body recovered and made my skin even stronger; it didnt just wipe it all away and give me a clean slate so i could forget, it pieced the cells together again bit by bit until it had not only replaced the wound but enforced it—so instead of forgetting the bad feelings, they were replaced by wonder. sort of like a sign that says “proof that where once there was pain, now there is strength”. it’s kind of like how they say you don’t just try to quit bad habits, you must replace the bad habit with a good one. you can replace the bad feelings associated with your scars with new feelings, whether they are good feelings or neutral feelings or meh feelings. ]]

before you, he understood scars to be an ugly thing—a source of shame, a show for others to marvel at if he left them uncovered, for them to ogle at and whisper about as if trying to guess the origin of the wounds was a sort of entertainment to them. and then in the fortress of meropide, his scars felt much less like a source of shame and more like an intimidation factor (which wasn’t something he necessarily felt good about, but it was something that he benefitted from as the duke). but when you came along and he began to know you, suddenly they were this beautiful, fascinating phenomenon that lead him to view his own scars in a different light.

he’s a powerful, strong man, yes. he’s intimidating and feared, but he is also loved, and all for good reason—he is solid and safe, an image of reliability to others. and sometimes it could weigh him down when he couldn’t seem to let another help carry the burden.

the way you made him feel, though, tracing his big ugly scars like they were rivers, like they weren’t repulsive—it changed him entirely, and it changed the way he saw himself. in the overworld, he was a criminal brute slathered in the proof of his savageness. in the fortress, he was the rock-solid standard for redemption, and he had to uphold his firm reputation. but with you, he was able to be fragile; with you, the walls he had built to protect himself from both sides of fontaine’s society came tumbling down, because he didn’t have to pretend when he was with you.

if such a small, sweet thing like you could see him in such a kind light with so much love in those eyes of yours, perhaps he was not so bad after all.

everyone else in all of teyvat could believe he was truly a bad guy like he sometimes enjoyed playing at—but it wouldn’t matter, because there you were in his bed every night, held fast in his big arms as you mindlessly traced the long, thin writings engraved in his skin, letting the stories they told lull you to sleep.

#wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley fluff #genshin impact #wrio x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin wriothesley #genshin x reader #mbj.write

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rinadragomir · 1 month

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My thoughts on the couples included in Better in Black for those who care

I expect you to write down yours so work work

📍Wessa

You know, as a dedicated Jessa stan I wanna say that it's okay~ Because these two were together for 50 years or sth, there's still some things to add. We might watch them in their 30s, 50s, 60s. I guess at this point both camps have around the same amount of content. Plus I'll have Jessa in twp so I'm in peace 🌱

📍Clace

All my first thoughts are over here. I'm a Clace defender, I'm their oldest stan, I'm a veteran👩‍🦳 So I feel like I have a right to say that...it was kinda unnecessary. We've witnessed every step in their relationship so far, beginning of it in TMI, gentle transition to adulthood in TDA and Tales of Shadowhunter Academy, adulthood in SOBH and proposal. So if the story isn't about their wedding then WHAT THE HELL IS IT ABOUT REALLY? And we know that they won't get married until twp.

📍Anna & Ari (Arianna!)

Hey🥺that is nice, we've seen so little of them in chain of thorns and I've loved them since their debut in 2018 in that short story. I'm very biased when it comes to TLH, cause I'm their mother. So YAY🌱they have a long way to go, Anna still needs to change a tiny little bit for them to be healthy, so I'd love to witness it

📍Jordelia

We all have known about it, because Cassie kinda promised us their story a while ago. Wedding runes scene, honeymoon, kids, mortgage etc. Go kids, slay, serve, eat and so on, I'm excited for u!

📍Sebastian & Seelie Queen

🤨🧐🤔👁👁

Yeah... That famous Sebastian &Fanbase. Like... I'm conflicted, because it's useless and doesn't make any sense even tho it might slay. Listen up, I'll show you.

Lots of people defend it by saying that it might be important for Ash's background in TWP. But... No it's not. Because this is exclusive book made for few people who were lucky and financially stable enough to get it. It won't be posted online. So most people won't read it unless someone leaks it. So there's no point for that story to be important for the plot, therefore it has nothing to do with it.

And it's definitely not "one of the most beloved" couples. BUT LIKE... WHAT IF IT SLAYS? Toxic, unhinged romance, what if I'll love it? 🤡

📍Jemma

So you see the problem? Because it's the same as Clace. What else might she add, because there's nothing. SoBH ended like yesterday. We know exactly where they live rn, their daily routine, their plans. So there's nothing to add between SOBH and twp. What will it be about? Hard to say, but I hope Cassie will come up with sth interesting for them.

📍Thomastair (why did Cassie say Alistair instead of Alastair, I'm lost help me)

Yay🥺slay, serve, eat and leave no crumbs, go, kill it idk you're doing great boys, there's so much to add and explore because they've just started dating. I'm so excited ^-^

📍Kierartkina

That is fine. No matter what I think about their relationship, because in my point of view Cristina and Kieran fell in love because Cassie said so apparently, I still don't mind them being there. Because there's also lots of things to discuss and explore. I hope the story will be soft and warm☀they've just started their advantage so it definitely makes sense

📍Sizzy

Even though we've had lots of them in TMI and Shadowhunters Academy I still think they deserve to be here. They are famous (I guess? 👁👁) and I'd like to know more about their plans for future. Simon was still a teenager in the stories collection and now I'd love to see him as a grown man being in relationship with the woman he loves.

📍Luke & Jocelyn

👁👁🤨🧐🤔👀

Well... That was... Unexpected. I guess... I've just never met their fandom but I hope it's huge af, because I don't know why else would they be here. Sophideon, Gabrily and Charlotte with Henry were supposed to be here, let's be honest. But since they're here, I do think Cassie is able to make a decent story. I expect it to be bittersweet, angsty and somehow heartwarming. I think there's nothing to say except let's wait and find out.

OVERALL I think it's pretty fine. Maximum 7/10 from me. I was ready to face the worst, but it turned out to be... Fine. So it's fine☺🌱

#seasons of shadowhunters #tsc #sobh #tlh #cassandra clare #chain of thorns #wessa #jemma #arianna #anna lightwood #ari bridgestock #jordelia #sizzy #kierarktina #thomastair #tda #tmi #the wicked powers

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shall-we-die · 8 months

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if your open to requests can you do the reader x bsd characters,that the reader has hetrochromia eyes plss!

I feel like it’s my a good idea! Please don’t stress out on other things I hope you stay safe! Eat and drink lots of water! Have a nice day/night!

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{Your lovely eyes...}

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↬[A/N]•⊰ Thanks for your kind words, dear anonymous 😘

Hope you enjoy this 🧡

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1. [The ones who use it as an excuse to flirt. they just talk about it and admire it to no end... they can even write a poem about it. (Someone please shut them up)]:

• When his s/o has heterochromia, he can't help but get lost in the difference between the colours of their eyes. When he looks into their eyes, he feels a sense of calm wash over him and a feeling of comfort. It's almost as if he could stay there all day, drinking in the sight and not getting tired of it.

• {"Heterochromia.. Ah how beautiful! When I saw your eyes of different colors, I immediately find a special affection for it. My beloved, you have eyes like a clear ocean and a stormy sky, I would love them more than anything in the whole world!"}

• He is fascinated with Heterochromia eyes because he always thought they're so beautiful. And now, he is dating a person with Heterochromia and found that they were the prettiest person he'd ever seen. Even when he's busy at work, he still stares at their eyes and their beauty always brings a smile to his face. He loves his s/o so much and doesn't know what he would do if he didn't have them in his life.

Chuuya || DAZAI || Sigma

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2. [Those who are a little more normal and don't act crazy]:

• He finds people with heterochromia eyes very fascinating. He loves observing them, and often wonders what it must be like to see through them. He tends to stare at people with heterochromia eyes for a bit longer than normal, trying to decipher the colours, and thinking about how the eyes work differently. He sometimes even tries to find ways to get them to be in a particular mood, just so he can get a better look at the colours, especially if it is someone he is close to.

• His partner usually notices that he's stares at their heterochromia eyes several times, when they ask why he does it, he just say: {"Sorry, I find it really beautiful... Can i take a closer look?}

• His s/o’s eyes are seen as unique and beautiful. He likes looking into their eyes, which to him is almost an aphrodisiac. He finds them so captivating that he can't take his eyes of them. His s/o eyes are a reflection of their soul, one eye representing what they show the world, while the other represents their true self.

Tetchou || Akutagawa || Fyodor || Atsushi

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3. [The ones who doesn't give a F*ck. Because one of them has Heterochromia eyes himself, and ther other one, is blind]:

Nikolai || Jouno

#𝚂𝚞𝚋𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜–[📩]#𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘𝚡–[📮]#bsd fluff #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd atsushi x reader #bsd dazai x reader #bsd chuuya x reader #bsd akutagawa #bsd fyodor x reader #bsd nikolai x reader #bsd sigma x reader #bsd hcs #bsd tecchou #bsd jouno

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mafaldaknows · 5 months

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Honestly, agree with Armie calling yall a brood of vipers. How quick are yall to throw him away when another man you deem more worthy, be it Troye or Jason Momoa or Hugh Grant, interacts with your saintly timmy. Having fans that only care about you when they can vicuariously live through you ther kinky fantasy about fucking your costar, no wonder he exploded and told that to the bulgarian weirdo.

We are not the ones in the everyone but armie train, you "charmies" are. If you can call yourselves charmie and not timothee shippers, that's the more accurate term.

Hello, Anon:

Are you lost again, darling?

When did I ever say anything about throwing Armie away?

BTW, The plural form of “y’all” is “all y’all”. “Y’all” is singular. If you’re attempting to disguise your identity by using a ubiquitous American Southern colloquialism, at least use it correctly:

“… agree with Armie calling ALL Y’ALL a brood of pit vipers.”

Your preteen pretzel logic has apparently drawn the erroneous conclusion that we have abandoned Armie Hammer, which is wholly contradictory to this specific fandom (obviously), and that anyone standing next to Timothée Chalamet in a photo or video that’s blogged or reblogged in this fandom space on tumblr automatically MUST means we “ship” them instead, even when there’s nothing written or even implied in the photo to indicate anything of the sort in the blog or reblog. Not in any of mine, anyway.

Taking delight in the magical alchemy that comes from excellent casting in a production is not at all the same thing as your implication of wanting Tim and any and all of his current co-stars to live out your specific kinky fantasies. That’s where YOUR mind wants to go, Anon. Not mine.

Armie is quietly rebuilding his life in peace and privacy after the trauma of a calculated character assassination over the course of the last three years, beginning shortly after the announcement of his ugly divorce from the perpetrator of that specific crime. He thankfully still exists, despite her best efforts, even if we don’t see him with the same frequency as we once did. Understandably, he is staying out of the spotlight to focus on the things that truly matter to him.

Tim is working hard right now to promote various projects so he’s automatically just that much more visible. He happens to be featured in some of these projects with fellow actors so he will naturally be associated in some way with them in the media. These promotional events are noteworthy to Tim’s fans so photos and press regarding these events get blogged and reblogged, and he may indeed be seen in close proximity to one of his co-stars in these photos. If your brain equates any of that with “shipping” Tim with his other co-stars, that’s on you.

For me, there is only one co-star with whom Tim has a deep connection worthy of my attention in this space. One.

However they choose to define that connection is up to them and none of my business. I’m just happy for them that they found each other.

Love is what brings us together in the Charmiesphere.

Love is love is love.

That’s it. That’s all.

Thanks for your comment. ✨💚🚢💙✨

#hello anon #wrong station #trainwreck #are you lost anon #pretzel logic #project much #love brings us together #love is love is love #mafalda always looks for signs #tales from the charmiesphere

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russellsppttemplates · 2 years

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Family time (Mick Schumacher)

The Schumacher family spends the day in the park

Note: english is not my first language, here is some fluffy Mick content that I hope you like. I'm sorry for the delay but I'm trying to go through the requests and Mick is the one that I had the most so it's taken longer 🤍

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm not taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so but know that I'm not certain when I'll be able to tend to them!

Angie had fallen in love with you from the get go, noticing how Mick was happy when you were around right from the beggining of your relationship. She was there for your wedding, a little bow on the back oh her neck as she sat proudly next to her favourite humans, only laying down when she figured you guys just weren't sitting for a bit and the ceremony was going to take a while longer, breathing out a long and loud breath that made everyone giggle, she was there when you found out you were pregnant, her snout trying to break the hug you and Mick shared as she felt left out from all the celebrations, receiving an enormous amount and cuddles of belly tubs while her humans cried happy tears. Later, your baby bump became her worry, taking it upon her stride to make sure that you were protected at all times (minus during Angie's naps and meal times because a dog protector also needs her rest, right?), following you everywhere, Corinna chuckling as she saw her enter the bathroom with you, "at least you know how it feels to not be able to use the toilet alone anymore right off the bat!".

When you walked in the house for the first time as a family of three, Angie ran to approach you, slowing down her pace on her own when she noticed the baby car seat Mick was holding, now softly getting near you as she smelled a new unknown scent from the car seat, "Angie, this is your little sister Aurora", you said as you sat down on the sofa slowly, your husband placing the car seat next to you as he urged the dog, "You can go and say hello, don't be shy", he said while she looked up at him before she sniffed the light sage coloured blanket, her snout nudging at it slowly as her senses became alert when the little baby made a noise, the two of you chuckling at ther reaction.

From that moment on it was always Aurora and Angie, where one of them was the other could be found around, much like right now, "Have you seen Angie?", you asked your husband on the sofa, "She walked in Rora's room when I put her down for her nap", he said, making you check the room upstairs so see the dog sleeping on the floor of your daughter's bed foot, coming back downstairs once you checked Aurora was sleeping well after a troubled night, hoping the nap would help her recover some of the sleep she lost, "she was there right?", he asked as he opened his arms, ready to engulf you for some mama and papa alone time, "yes, I swear those two are always together, it's the cutest thing", you said, cuddling his embrace while he pressed a kissed on the top of your head. Noticing the sunny late morning that was showing through the windows, Mick spoke up, "Why don't we go to the park today? It's a lovely sunny day and there seems to be a light breeze", wanting to spend some family time with his girls out of the house, "it's a good idea, when they wake up we can get the backpack ready and we'll go", you smiled back.

Hearing footsteps in Aurora's room, Mick went to get her while you packed snacks and water in the backpack, "you're awake little love, did you have a nice sleep?", he asked as he watched Aurora sitting on the floor and scratching Angie's belly, "yes, me and Angie are playing together!", she beamed, "And how about we all go spend the day in the park?", he suggested, the little girl excitedly getting up so Mick could help her out of the pyjamas she was wearing.

Coming down the stairs, you let Angie outside for a bit so the drive to the park would go without trouble, hearing your husband and daughter reach the kitchen area too, "Mama, we are going to the park!", she announced as she run into your legs, you taking the opportunity to pick her up and kiss her cheek, "we are? That's amazing, we're going to have so much fun!", you acted surprised as Angie got back inside, putting your little girl down so you could finish getting ready to leave the house, "do you need to use the toilet, Aurora?", you asked as you grabbed her shoes, "already did, mama", she said as she sat at the bottom step so she could put her trainers on with your help while Mick grabbed the backpack, then grabbing your trainers to get them on your feet, "We are all matching!", Aurora said as she noticed everyone had black shoes on before she looked at Angie, "you have white on your paws, but that's okay Angie, c'mon", she told her, petting her head as the four of you made you way to the car, you shaking your head at you little girl's comment while giggling along with your husband.

Grabbing some takeout food from the caffe at the park entrance so you could have lunch, you made your way over to the kids area of the park, laying the picnic blanket under one of the big trees so you could be in the shade while having lunch, the swings and slides neat too as you knew Aurora would want to go on at some point. Angie was a very calm dog and had been to that park almost as many times as you had so you felt comfortable just letting her hang around and, besides, as the food was spread around, you highly doubted she would want to go anywhere else, sitting next to you and getting a few treats while you ate, "Do you want some, papa?", Aurora offered some of her bread, "I have mine here, darling, thank you though", he said as he kissed her cheek.

You had finished eating, Aurora going to pick some flowers near the blanket while you and Mick tidied from the meal, always keeping an eye on Angie and your daughter, "Mama, can we make a flower crown?", she called for you, getting to pick the flowers once you gave her a thumbs up. For about an hour, Angie laid her head on Mick's shins while the three of you made flower crowns and bracelets, carefully threading the stems after splitting them as they started coming along with many "papa, no. Mama is saying to do this way" and "mama, help me please" thrown in the mixture. Deciding his bigger fingers were not fiddly enough for the delicate job, despite his acquired fine motor skills from working with the buttons on his steering wheel, your husband moved to make a grass ring for you, the green pieces easier to manage, "look papa, this bracelet is for you!", Aurora announced as she handed the white and yellow flower bracelet she had helped make for him, "it's so pretty, my love, thank you!", he said as he opened his arms so he could hug his daughter and press kisses to her cheeks, the sweet giggles coming from your little girl's mouth warming up your heart. Looking at the flower crown on your head, Mick's bracelet and the smaller version she had her wrist, Aurora grabbed the last flowers that were left and attached them to Angie's collar, "Now we are all matching!", she said before she got up, running her hands on her t-shirt to get any flower remnants away, "Can I go on the swing, please?", prompting you to straighten your back and start to get up, "Okay, let me help you", but she stopped you, "I can do it on my own mama!", she said enthusiastically as she went to sit on the swing carefully like you had taught and explained her to many times before, a small tear collecting on your eye as you looked at Mick, going back to your position of laying your back on his chest, "seems like yesterday I had to help her go down the step from the kitchen to the garden decking and now she is swinging all by herself", you whispered as you both watched Aurora and Angie, who had joined her, sitting next to the swing. Parenthood was full on unknown things and fears, but it was also full of little achievements and cute moments you'd trade nothing for.

Mick grabbed your hand in his as he placed the ring he made with grass on your ring finger, right next to your wedding band and engagement ring, prompting you to stretch your arm so you could see it, "Oh, look how pretty! Didn't know you could do these!", you said as you turned your neck so you could kiss him on the lips, "I have many talents, schatz", he said once you stopped the kiss when you heard Angie's bark, looking over to see the dog running around your daughter who was going after a butterfly, "Mama! Papa! It's a yellow butterfly, look!", she pointed before it flew away, making her sit down, "Here, darling, have some water", Mick grabbed a water bottle for her to drink from as she sat in between your legs that were in between Mick's, "I love this day", Aurora said flipping herself so she could see both your faces, "I love you mama, I love you papa", she said as she pressed kisses on both of your faces before snuggling on your chest, Angie sitting right next to you as you enjoyed the family time.

#mick schumacher imagine #mick schumacher x reader #mick schumacher fic #mick schumacher fluff #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic

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saltwaterburns · 4 months

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VERY EXPLICIT DETAILS AND DESCRIPTIONS OF MY FEELINGS AFTER FINISHING "THE EMPTY GRAVE"

I tabbed 5 pages: blue for 347, red for 354, green for 385, orange for 415 and yellow for the very last one

i. Lockwood tells Lucy about the blue sapphire necklace his dad got for his mum as a "symbol of his undying devotion".

I was listening to Radiohead for most of the book, and this scene in particular was very dear to me because "Weird Fishes/ Arpeggi" is almost most definitely Lockwood's song. Like. Everybody leaves when they get the chance to, but Lucy won't. Lucy is back here and he's with him and they're standing side by side and he nearly can't get the words out of his mouth that's gone incredibly dry but somehow he's telling her about the necklace in his palm and his mind is racing while thinking about how pretty it'd look against her supple skin. He's almost about to give it to her, his mouth is open but the words die in his throat because Kipps is leaning over the doorway and telling them that Winkman is here and now he might die and she might never really know about his feelings for her but it's okay, because she'll live. He'll make sure she'll live.

ii. "But, if anything, I had my eye on someone else."

"Good God, you don't mean George?"

"You must know there are other possibilities in this world."

Sweet, darling girl Holly and her unrecruited wlw crush. Sweet, darling Holly who was squealing on the inside whenever she caught a glance of Lucy, her glowing skin and twinkling eyes and bright hair. Sweet, darling girl Holly who couldn't help the mean words that sometimes spilled from her lips because God forbid anyone realised what actually might hide under those longing glances.

iii. Lucy and her pet Skully but Skully is being TAKEN AWAY and they're having an angsty goodbye.

I'm pretty sure I actually cried during this scene. As much as she hates to admit it, she's so fond of Skull and his company and she's so used to his vile, unannounced jokes and comments that when he's being taken away from her, her heart literally stops, even though she isn't in the living world anymore. We only realise what we have until we've lost it, and this quote fits here perfectly. Sure, she hates him and his comments are unneeded and he never helps her, but they can't just take him away, can they?

iv. "Marissa came by?" Lockwood asked. "Was she alone?"

"Hey, Lucy asks the questions around here," the youth said. "You can't just barge in and take over like you're the leader or something? Where's your respect?"

Bonus - Skull telling the Clapham Butcher Boy to "find his own human"

I GIGGLED SO LOUD. He's so emotionally dependent on her. Find your own goddamn human, fish face!! That's right!! He's my favourite character. Nothing intellectual to talk about here, it just made me smile really big.

v. She hung the symbol of Lockwood's father's undying devotion to his mother around. Her. Neck. Cause. Locky. Gave. It. To. Her.

CAN YOU HEAR MY SCREAMS AND SOBS? Oh my God, where do I even start? During the entirety of those 5 books, they've always ran and someone's been hunting them down and Penelope was always breathing over their shoulder but not anymore. They'll still take on dangerous jobs and get into little quarrels with Barnes but now Kipps and Flo are also part of their little 35 Portland Row agency. They'll still be in danger every day because that's just what their job requires but it's different because Lucy's got that little gemstone around her neck and it might not mean anything to simple onlookers but all the love and light that's ever been gathered in it is now shining upon her. It's casting a little golden halo around her head and it's all okay because even when death is looking them in the eye, they'll look at each other and nod and everything will be okay.

This is it! Thank you for reading my little rambles. I don't know how I'll ever recover, because 35 Portland Row will eternally be etched to my heart. As my favourite singer once sung, there'll always be a chamber in my heart dedicated to those three and all their little hooligan friends and the shenanigans they got into.

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mcflymemes · 11 months

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ALISTAIR THEIRIN QUOTES * dialogue from dragon age: origins, updated version

excuse me while i begin projectile vomiting.

you were the first person i ever spent the night with, and if i had my way... you'd be the last.

do you think you might ever... feel the same way about me?

will you miss it once it's over?

i care for you so much.

i love you. more than i ever thought possible.

i wish i could be better at this.

you know that i've never done anything like this. with anyone.

i guess i was raised not to take this sort of thing lightly.

it's just like being home again.

i can't run away from it anymore.

given the circumstances, things could have been so much worse.

i locked myself in a cage once, when i was a child. for an entire day. ah. good times.

i'm willing to... give it a shot. if you are.

aw, that's sweet.

you're beautiful. i am a lucky man.

i know it might sound strange, considering we haven't known each other for very long, but i've come to... care for you. a great deal.

now's as good a time as any to talk, right?

i'm so grateful that you're... you.

let's get back to... what we were up to before.

i hope it hasn't... put you off.

anyway, uh, sorry about that. i'll take it from you right now.

great. they just love me.

i was just thinking about you! isn't that a marvelous coincidence?

now that i've handled that with my usual deft brilliance, time to move on! and take a cold bath, maybe.

locking the door and throwing away the key was plan b.

is it just me, or did i do really badly back there?

don't look now... but. well. look now!

i don't think we're alone. i really don't think we're alone.

all right! let's go!

oh? you want to... right now? well, who am i to refuse?

um... that sounded better in my head. i just meant to say that i can't imagine having done this without you.

we're not exactly traveling in the lap of luxury here.

you feel that? it's actually colder up here.

is this place even on a proper map?

look at it all!

i'll be... standing over here. until the blushing stops. just to be... uh. safe. you know how it is.

maybe it likes you?

swooping is bad.

what is it, then? rats running amok? cheese supplies running low?

i see you can't sleep, either.

i was just thinking... here i am doing all this complaining, and you haven't exactly been having a good time of it yourself.

why are you smiling like that?

that just seems so excessive.

are you just making these up right now?

now that's dedication!

it's all been death and fighting and tragedy.

make fun of you? perish the thought.

old books. you think any of those might still be readable?

do you get the feeling things are just getting worse as we go up?

more crazy? i thought we were all full up.

i thought maybe i could say something. tell you what a rare and wonderful thing you are to find amidst all this... darkness.

they say you can get anything here. i once got pick-pocketed.

this is where the nobility come to get drunk and debate who's the most self-important of them all.

we get lost, people die, and the next thing you know i'm stranded somewhere without any pants.

now that's just unnecessary.

have you ever licked a lamppost in the winter?

can't... keep my eyes open. someone... pinch me.

where do you think they get all this stuff?

oh! here i am! and there you are! you just disappeared!

why do they call it a brothel? there's no broth. or is there?

we're not going to be mobbed, right?

now that is a big tree.

i hate you. you're a bad person.

i'm not falling asleep again!

we seem to be heading... up? yes. i think these caves are going up to the surface.

can we expect more of those?

what is that smell? fish? and something else. oh. more fish.

uh oh. i'm terrible at puzzles.

i know most guys would probably leap at the chance to be with you, but i don't know if i'm ready for that. it's a big step.

maybe i should touch them. or stand on them?

pleased to meet you. nice campfire you have there.

let's try not to get lost here.

bluff called! damn! you saw right through me!

i think there's something ahead. something big.

you have my condolences.

and here i was going to name one of my children after you.

you seem more "ooh, pretty colors!" than "muahaha! i am princess stabbity! stab, kill, kill!"

i gazed, glanced in that direction, maybe. but i wasn't staring. or really... seeing anything, even.

what? lead? me? no no no. no leading. bad things happen when i lead.

they're really quite tasty.

we take our ingredients, throw them into the largest pot we can find, and cook them for as long as possible until everything is a uniform grey color.

watch as i thrash our enemies with the mighty power of floral arrangements!

i will overpower you with my rosy scent!

i was looking at your nose.

your desire is my command.

i guess that must make me sound like an idiot.

just what every man wants to hear.

now if we could move right on past this awkward, embarrassing stage and get right to the steamy bits, i'd appreciate it.

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mewtwoevolution · 6 months

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Rue picked a daisy. Lost in her thoughts she missed what Runty had said and looked over with a short, “Huh?”

“Are you okay?” Runty asked again, “You haven’t really been paying attention at all today…” she was on the path her chair could roll through, watching Rue gather daisies. The human watching them a couple yards back.

She hesitated. That image flashing in her mind again of the mass of muscle being brought out of the tank and cut upon to that tiny face, “I… Has… Has no one told you what happened last night?”

Runty frowns a bit confused, “I was in the labs last night. They’re looking at why my hips hurt so much. I’m hoping it’ll get me a better coushion… so no, I don’t know…”

“…” Rue looked away to the flowers in her hands, “You uh… you’re an aunt. Maybe… or at least you were for a bit.”

The blue mewtwo blinked at her. She blinked again and rubbed her eye divot a bit as it ached again…

“Runty?” She asked the other cautiously, “I-I’m sorry I shouldn’t have gone snooping.”

She shook her head, “Stop. Stop… it… It’s okay. I just…” she looked up from the rubbing to reveal she wasn’t just the ache it was to wipe tears, “Is he still okay? Did he make it?“

“Oh, oh yes One is okay. They were already talking about him stable before I went back to the room,” Rue assured her.

Runty nodded, “…so… my big brother had a baby? How?”

“…they had to cut it out…” Rue shivered at the memory.

“No, no I mean how could that even be possible? We’ve always been called infurtile. Cause mom is, cause we were cloned from parts of her and she is…”

“Oh… I had no idea…” Rue didn’t know what to say other than that before looking at Runty surprised as the crying mewtwo started to laugh.

Runty stopped even wiping her eye, “A baby. My brother had a baby… it wasn’t a terrifying tumor it was just a little baby… C-can you believe I wished it would go away? I wonder if he did the same… Sage always would say she could talk to him. I never could so I haven’t in decades…”

Rue stepped over to kneel down and put a hand on her shoulder. She didn’t dare say something just yet.

“E-even if it didn’t make it… even if it was too weak. I-I can’t believe it. He had a baby. But there hasn’t been flowers, Mom said they only can grow when a mew wanted a baby and could have one… but, they haven’t been around… but there had to be one right?” She sniffed and smiled as it was dawning on her through the overflowing emotions, “I think Sage brought him his flower…”

Rue thought a moment, “… let’s go visit him…”

Runty wiped her eyes and nodded, “Y-yeah. Okay… bring the daisies please?”

Rue nodded and they started back for the building…

•••

The room was mostly empty as they had managed to time it for the lunch break. Only Tyler was there talking to the mew on the screen but paid them no mind.

Runty stopped in the doorway, her eyes fixated on the loud black stitches on the soft green and how odd the yellow tint was to the liquids of the tank, “…He’s okay… but where…?”

Rue spotted it first and pointed out the counter, an egg incubator was humming away. A tiny green ball was inside.

Runty hesitated looking over but with a supportive hand on her shoulder she dared to get her chair closer…

The usual energy that’d suspend an egg so it wouldn’t get bumped had the tiny thing floating a few inches from the bottom. The tank as a whole swallowed it just how large the tank was and how small it was.

Runty reached up a hand to touch the glass, closing her eye and looking at it…. Just the smallest winking of that white outline and a soft shifting color inside it… it was so weak. But it was there, “Hey little nibbling… I-it’s your aunt…”

Rue watched a moment before something came to mind and she slipped out while Runty was enamored with the baby…

She looked at the beanbag chair and picked up the simple teddy ursa toy. It had helped her that first night and been such a nice soft thing to hug besides the fuzzy pillow she loved. One last tight hug. She was sure Annie wouldn’t mind but even if she did there was a little baby that was no bigger than her thumb bulb that needed a friend even more.

“Hey Runty, can I scoot by?”

The little mewtwo looked up and smiled before wiping her eye again, “It’s such a fighter. Every time the colors try to get really small they push them right back… it’s… it’s really amazing… scared me…” she pulled her chair back a bit, “Is that a toy from Annie’s room?”

“Yeah, I think they need the company from it more right now,” Rue offered, she looked at the teeny thing. She could see what Runty mentioned, it matched with its struggle to figure out breathing. It really was way too tiny, but it was figuring it out. She had hope they would figure it out completely, “Here you go little one. It helped me sleep, now it can help you….”

Runty took Rue’s hand, “they’ll have good dreams now no matter what…”

Rue smiled and watched the baby a little while before tugging Runty’s hand and then going to put the daisies beside One.

Tyler looked over as he noticed his break was over, “Oh! Perfect I was supposed to get you Rue. You’ve got to go through one last test before I walk you to the portal department. Say goodbye to our Rue,” he smiled with his metal filled teeth.

“What? Really?” Rue looked to Runty worried, “…Are you going to be okay?…”

Runty seemed to have shrank in her chair, her hand squeezed Rue’s, “y-yeah… I will be…. I-I’ll miss you though….” Her voice was small and uncertain.

Rue’s voice caught in her throat, “I don’t want to leave…”

“I’ll be okay… I was glad to meet you,” she forced a smile for her friend, “We should meet again sometime…”

Rue looked down. Silent a moment before Runty let go of her hand. She looked to the small mewtwo. The lump now stopping words.

She all but just fell down into a hug. Squeezing Runty. Only one short whine getting out.

Tyler scratched his head feeling bad but, “Come on, we shouldn’t be late okay?”

Rue stood up and rubbed her red eyes, “…o-okay…” she squeaked out. Looking back at Runty before reluctantly following Tyler. The last thing she made sure to look at was the tank, that bear set beside it with that teeny baby inside. Hopefully it would make it… it was struggling, but it was a fighter. Surely it would make it…

Surely…

#mewtwo #mewtwo oc #pokemon #mewten crew #the parting gift #ask blog #runty mewtwo #blues rue #mewtwo swap #twoswap #one mewtwo #sprout mewty #I finally took five seconds to look at a teddiursa to draw the plush #Tyler such a good egg keeping the ai company is so sweet

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save-the-villainous-cat · 2 years

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doc! Villain whose spouse is a stubborn hero. Hero has been feeling really really bad, probably a fever and their lover, as a doctor, as soon as they noticed hero's lack of mood and that they fell unwell they check them up and take care of them.

Plus if villain reveals ther awful fear of lossing hero through raging tears?

very cliché yes

Just love your writing <3

“Gosh, do you always have to be so controlling?” the hero snapped. They pushed the villain’s hand away from their forehead and glared at their spouse. “I’m fucking sick of it. This is a cold. A fucking cold. Nothing more.”

“You don’t know that, darling. It could be a virus someone—”

“No.” The hero’s voice was sharper this time. They were done with this. Being cared for was nice but right now all the hero wanted was to sleep and being left alone. Of course, they loved their spouse. But they didn’t want to hear anything about other people trying to kill them.

Having a cold was human, that didn’t mean this had to be someone else’s evil scheme.

“Just leave me alone, alright?!” The hero turned in their bed so they didn’t have to look at their spouse. It hurt to be mean, but the hero’s head was buzzing, they couldn’t really breathe and they were exhausted.

“Baby, I’m just trying to help,” the villain whispered. Their hand landed on the hero’s shoulder but the hero shrugged them off.

“Yeah? Then don’t fucking look after every step I take.” The hero turned around angrily— as far as turning around angrily was even possible. “You sent drones after me when I got back to work three weeks ago. You install softwares so my car drives on its own. You make background checks on every fucking person I work with. You’re controlling everything and I hate it. You’re not helping.”

“Sweetie, I’m sorry, I already apologised for it—”

“Well, then start fucking acting like you’re sorry.” The hero started coughing, their cruel cold reaching out to get them. Instantly, the villain repositioned them but the hero snapped again.

“Stop it.”

“I can’t fucking lose you, okay?!” the villain shouted. Their voice broke and when the hero looked at them, they saw tears rolling down their face. They’d never seen them cry. Their bottom lip trembled, their face got red, their hand shook.

The hero didn’t want this, they didn’t want to make their spouse cry. Guilt rose in them and the hero thought they were gonna choke on it.

“When you got captured—” The villain’s voice died in the middle of the sentence. They looked away but the hero took their hand.

“Hey, I’m sorry,” they tried. They knew how sensitive this topic was. Thankfully, the hero didn’t remember much about it but the villain couldn’t seem to forget. “I was too harsh on you. I know you’re trying to help me.”

“They tried to revive you three times,” the villain whispered softly. “You were dead. And they tried over and over again and I watched because I was on the medical team and you were just lying there, dead, blood all over you. Broken hands. Bones spiking through your flesh…”

They finally turned around. Their villain looked terribly exhausted with tears streaming down their face. Fuck, the hero hated this. They squeezed the villain’s hand, trying to be reassuring.

“Did you know some medics threw up and had to be replaced because of the state of your body? Fuck, you were beaten to death without mercy. No one thought you’d make it.” The villain wiped away the tears. “I lost you. I’m not gonna lose you again.”

“Baby…that was months ago,” the hero said carefully.

“Two months, baby. Two. You still have problems with breathing. I know the drone and the software…I know that was too much. I’m sorry, I’m trying to kill old habits. I’m just so scared.”

“I’m scared too,” the hero confessed. “But I know together we’ll be fine, okay?”

The villain sniffled, managed a nod and eventually planted a kiss on their hero’s forehead.

And they were, in fact, both fine.

#poor villain :(#oh my god you probably didn’t want angst sorry 😬#writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #an answer for an ask #request #angst

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mehiwilldoitlater · 8 months

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Me be like thinking about interaction betwen creators of two difrent version of tevyat:

Creator reader who is autobots friends meet creator alternative world where they become evil becose of while impostor situation and allied with decepticons, but ther is no megatorn. Why? Becose that creator killed him for trying to use then as tool soundwave is dead to and now the rest of decepticons are tools to them as for megatron and soundwaves corpes.....well the dark energon is very useful tool.

This is...WOH!

Ok, in my little, small, and simple brain, I want to keep the decepticons alive because I love them so much and because they're useful to readers. They're hardly killable, and destroying them would be a shame. Remember, in one of my brainrots, I said that Megatron tried to use readers but failed because they could see through his lies and manipulation? Well, there it is!

As for allies, they would definitely use the Fatui since they're strong believers in the creators. In the decepticons, however, they would seek other kinds of help.

SunStorm, the Primus freak, would believe not only that the reader must be another personification of Primus, but he would be so easily manipulable by the reader for this. They have the power of a god; why not be his god if he can do whatever they want?

The insects are simple and freaky as well. The only thing they want is food. All right, it's yours. Readers can create all the food they want. Just do as I say, and all is well.

Then we have Thundercracker. He's pure; he's nice; let him be, please.

Your idea, in the other case, would literally lead to a completely lost creator! Reader, where they don't fucking care if the decepticons can be useful or not. They can be their zombies as much as they care; the real important thing is that they can destroy everything and finally bring vengeance.

If the two readers met, oooh, it would be so fucked up.

Imagine how you would feel seeing another version of yourself, completely lost in your darkest desire, commanding a legion of undead robots and destroying a world that had wronged you.

Optimus would leave every possible inch of compassion for the other reader because they didn't care about the life of his old enemy; they didn't care about life at all.

For Optimus, they're not the creator; they're equal only to Unicron.

#genshin impact #genshin sagau #transfromers #genshin crossover #villain!au #creator!reader

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WoT reread: The Strike at Shayol Ghul & some final thoughts, post-reread

So, I was not planning to do a full reread back when I first picked EotW back up again! My primary motivation was to refresh myself on books 1-3 so that I would be prepared for S2 of the show, lol.

But I'm glad that I did this reread. There was a lot in the books that I had forgotten or where I'd bought into the fandom party line despite the books themselves not supporting the arguments imo, so it was great to dive into them again and see what I think and not simply what general fandom thinks. Thanks so much to everyone who commented on or interacted with my reread posts. <3

While this next bit is technically not a reread because I never got around to reading it when it first came out, I went ahead and read "The Strike at Shayol Ghul" (written in 1996 by Jordan). Thanks to @wafflelovingbatgirl for reminding me about its existence! I may try to get around to reading "River of Souls" (about Demandred, by Sanderson) at some point, but TSaSG was easy to find online.

here there be spoilers

The Strike at Shayol Ghul

It's pretty short -- it's "an introduction" written by someone in-world -- Jorille Mondevin, who is the Royal Historian for the Queen of Kandor. Looks like the Queen that we know in the series -- Queen Ethenielle. Nice. I always enjoy 'in-world" texts, so this is very interesting.

She's telling the queen about a recent discovery of a "partial copy" of a "history of the world" from the drilling of the Bore until the end of the Breaking of the World. We get a worldbuilding note here: that the practice of printing survived the Breaking "when so much did not", which helps explain the high literacy level in the Westlands. While many inventions were lost, the printing press survived! Though most of the actual writings were lost during the Trolloc Wars and the War of the Hundred Years.

"We must marvel at any writing that has survived more than three thousand years." So true, bestie. (I've decided that Jorille and I are besties) "What we know is based on fragments, copied and recopied a thousand times, but at least we know something from them. Even a little knowledge is better than ignorance."

I love how this feeds into the basic concept we're dealing with -- history becomes legend. We're talking about that process here, of knowledge being reduced to fragments that are passed on.

Oh, man, reading this does remind me about reading about IRL fragmentary texts. "Such a history would no doubt be a vast, multi-volume work, yet of the two hundred and twelve surviving pages, the largest number of consecutive pages number six, and nowhere else more than two."

She notes that the dates given in the text make no sense, because "no calendar dating from the Age of Legends has ever been found". There are references both to large-scale events such as cities destroyed by balefire during the War of the Shadow, as well as mentions of individuals' personal appearances. But nothing that tells the special significance of most of the people mentioned.

The six consecutive pages that survived are of particular interest, because they are about the sealing of the Bore by Lews Therin Telamon and the Hundred Companions.

"We still cannot be certain how long passed between the creation of the Bore and the actual beginning of what would come to be called the War of the Shadow, yet plainly at least fifty years and possibly more than one hundred were marked by a rapid decline in the social order". During the first three years of the War of the Shadow, the Shadow made great in-roads and then during the next four, Lews Therin pushed them back to reclaim some of what was lost.

But ultimately, the Shadow began to prevail because it did not care if it left disaster in its wake. It was soon clear that they were losing again and their losses were accelerating. "If they were to win at all, it must be done quickly".

There were two plans proposed at the time that are mentioned here: first Lews Therin's idea of directly attacking the Bore itself. The Seals were going to be used to shut the Dark One away from the world. The plan was considered risky due to the Dark One's influence on the immediate area surrounding Shayol Ghul, with Lews Therin admitting that he expected few or perhaps none of his "raiding party" (of twenty thousand soldiers and 13 Aes Sedai) would survive. Additionally, there was a concern that if the seals were not placed in precisely the right locations, the strain of them would rip open the Bore entirely and free the Dark One.

The other plan, in opposition to this, was proposed by Latra Posae Decume. Her plan was to use two massive sa'angreal (the ones that Rand ended up using during the cleansing of saidin) to push the Shadow's forces back and erect a barrier around Shayol Ghul until... you know, they figured something better out. Downsides to this plan: the Bore has kept getting bigger since it was first drilled, so it might continue to do so behind this barrier as well, and if the Dark One got loose inside the barrier, the barrier itself might come undone under the strain.

Latra and Lews were both, apparently, very convincing speakers, with Latra getting every female Aes Sedai "of significant strength" to sign what the manuscript calls "the Fateful Accord" though Jorille doubts that's what it was called at the time. I wonder if the 'strength level' was "Nynaeve-level" or if it was lower and more like "Egwene/Elayne-level". It was believed that the signing of this accord killed Lews Therin's plan in the water, because "men cannot create a circle, only be brought into one created by a woman".

Work on the massive sa'angreal was rushed into production. There is, Jorille says, a lot of speculation among historians about whether or not the sa'angreal would have worked as Latra had proposed. She also mentions speculation about whether or not women going with Lews Therin into his plan would have protected saidin from the taint or if it would have only meant that saidar was tainted as well.

But disaster struck as the sa'angreal were completed. The place where the access ter'angreal were created (needing to be done remotely due to "uncontrolled resonances during the finale stages" -- Jorille doesn't know what that might mean, but I'm guessing it would mean feedback leading to a big boom) was overrun by Sammael and the forces of the Shadow, though they did not find the access ter'angreal.

With the sa'angreal unusable, Lews Therin argued again for his plan but Latra wouldn't budge. As time had passed, even more of the female Aes Sedai had pledged to the Accord, even though they weren't strong enough to be part of the circle anyway. "Tempers and passions rose, and an apparently unprecedented division along male-female lines began to develop among the Aes Sedai in general, if not within the Hall itself". The Hall decided to stay with Latra's plan, attempting to smuggle the access ter'angreal out of the area now controlled by Sammael.

Jorille notes that all those making the attempt to find the access ter'angreal were later found out to have been captured, tortured, and killed, though none of them betrayed the location of the ter'angreal to Sammael.

As the Shadow swept forward, there was the "re-emergence of the peace faction" who argued that negotiations should be held with the Forsaken. Jorille notes that this peace faction, over the course of the War, would send people on its own to try to negotiate with the Forsaken but, upon the return of the delegations, they would act out plans that aided the Shadow's cause "though it seems that in some instances, they were completely unaware of what they had done" (aka Compulsion).

Despite how dire the situation had grown, Latra's resistance to Lews Therin's plan held firm. "the lines of division had hardened to a point where many female Aes Sedai refused to speak to male Aes Sedai, and the reverse as well". Lews Therin decides to act on his own, without the Hall.

Jorille notes at this point that Latra had earned the name Shadar Nor, translated as "Cutter/Slicer of the Shadow" but what deeds earned her that title have been lost to history.

So, Lews Therin launches his own assault against Shayol Ghul, with the "Hundred Companions" (though Jorille says that text notes they numbered 113 at this point) and ten thousand regular soldiers.

"Exactly what occurred that day can never be known, only the results. Of the soldiers, not a single man or woman returned to give any account." It is known that the seals were placed safely, that "all thirteen of the Forsaken" were at Shayol Ghul and trapped in the sealing along with the Dark One. If that had been the only result of the attack, then the world would likely have recovered well over the next few years, Jorille speculates. "Civilization has retained a large degreee of cohesion in the ares held by the Light" and without the top generals, the armies of the Shadow fell into struggles for power among themselves. "In any case, the War of the Shadow must be said to have ended that day at Shayol Ghul."

But, Jorille adds, this was not the only result of the assault. "Instead, there was the counterstroke from the Dark One at the moment of sealing, and saidin itself was tainted." Lews Therin and his companions "went insane on the instant" and by the time the taint was discovered, hundreds more male Aes Sedai had been driven mad by the taint. "That fateful day at Shayol Ghul ended the war, and began the Breaking of the World."

She says that the manuscript itself, in its own introduction, speaks for what the people at the time were suffering: "Whoever reads this, if any remain to read it, weep for us who have no more tears. Pray for us who are damned alive."

Very informative and pretty evocative as well. One of the things that I love about WoT is the post-apocalyptic setting and one of the things that I love about that setting is learning about the world before and during the world-breaking event (one of the reasons I also love the Horizon Zero Dawn games).

I have no clue why I didn't read that back when it was first published. It's great and it's pretty short. Though I realize that a lot of that information had kinda filtered into my world-knowledge already, lol.

My personal ranklist for the WoT books:

The Fires of Heaven (😍)

The Shadow Rising (😘)

The Dragon Reborn (😘)

The Path of Daggers (😘)

New Spring (😘)

The Great Hunt (😄)

The Gathering Storm (😄)

Lord of Chaos (😄)

The Eye of the World (😄)

A Memory of Light (🙂)

Towers of Midnight (🙂)

A Crown of Swords (🙂)

Winter’s Heart (🙂)

...

Crossroads of Twilight (😒)

Knife of Dreams (😒)

While I am glad that I did a full reread this time, there are definitely parts of the books that mostly frustrated me and I'll probably just skim past them in future rereads (I suspect I will want to do at least some rereading after S2 airs) -- I'm not sure if I'll ever reread Mat & Perrin's sections of CoT & KoD again. That's essentially the heart of the Slog right there.

Some things that definitely changed for me during this reread:

a. I noticed how much shipping material there is for Cauthor as a pairing (obviously this is mostly in the first five books but there are crumbs even after they separate). Very exciting to me! I didn't go into my reread expecting much, because fanon had definitely affected my memories of Cauthor and I was assuming that their friendship permanently broke in TGH after Mat found out that Rand could channel. Very untrue! I (and many of the other readers, I must assume) was just too young to pick up on all of Mat's subtext back when I first read the books.

b. Gawyn's stock massively rose for me. One of the best points that @markantonys made to me about Gawyn is how similar his 'coping with trauma' behavior is from the outside to Rand's is -- we just spend so much more time in Rand's head that we understand him and his choices better than Gawyn's. And I think that the TV show bears that out a lot because show!Rand got a lot of the same complaints thrown at him as book!Gawyn does. I gained a lot of sympathy for Gawyn over the course of this reread.

c. Min's stock, on the other hand, massively fell. I remembered her as my least favorite of Rand's romances but was still fond of her, but wow, my reread burned away so much of that fondness. Which is kinda a shame, because now it's going to be a genuine effort to make sure that I don't hold the sins of book!Min against show!Min, whereas before I did my reread, I was liking show!Min a lot. But between her (admitted to in her own PoV!) manipulation of Rand to get him to fall in love with (the invented version of) her, the way she acts in their relationship (to pick a few things: trying to force him to be jealous because she thinks it makes the sex hotter; threatening him with knives; reading his mail and trying to burn it before he gets the chance to read it himself; punching him hard enough to make him grunt), and the way she changes herself to suit the person she believes she needs to be to get and keep Rand's attention... it's just yikes all over. She's not my least favorite character in the books, but she's definitely the character who fell the furthest down on my list after my reread.

d. While I didn't like Tuon any better in this reread, Sanderson does set up the Mat & Tuon relationship to be much less.... character-breaking for Mat than it was in CoT & KoD. Mat's brain starts working again around Tuon in AMoL and she actually experiences some minor consequences for her actions, it seems like, instead of just skating through everything on brainwashed autopilot like she did in the Jordan books. I actually feel like the Mat in AMoL is prepared to Do Something about the Seanchan Empire and slavery, while it felt like CoT & KoD Mat would have just rolled over and let Tuon do whatever she wanted because (much like Min) he'd given up his morals and personality for the sake of his prophesied romance.

e. I was able to really parse through and see what I liked and disliked about some of the 'plot shortcuts' that Jordan used -- the ta'veren shortcut of coincidences is mostly fun, because it forces the plot to happen when the main characters are there but gives an explanation for it, but it also affects random things (like people falling off buildings or the rate of weddings in a town), but wow did I dislike some of the heavy-handed romance prophecies and how they mostly seemed to be used to bypass crucial relationship development (especially in Rand/Min and Mat/Tuon).

f. There are also the two major Mat-related plotholes I noticed that still bug me so much, even now, one during Jordan-era and one during Sanderson-era:

Everyone's vow of silence about Mat being trapped in Ebou Dar (Nynaeve is the worst offender because she spends weeks/months with Rand and never bothers to tell him that his best friend was left behind in enemy territory).

Mat's magical teleportation to Ebou Dar at the start of AMoL that completely breaks the logistics of the narrative.

Both in clumsy service of attaching Mat to the Seanchan storyline At All Costs (Even Logic), which really does stand out to me as the worst plot choice that Jordan locked himself into way too early on via prophecy and then didn't know how to handle when it actually showed up on the page.

#wot reread #the wheel of time #wot #wot book spoilers #wot spoilers #wot a memory of light spoilers #wot amol spoilers #wheel of time #the strike at shayol ghul

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Mori's a little shit

I have so many things piling in my head that I want to rant about, and all of them are going to be fucking novel length, so for that I do apologise.

However, let's get into the crux of this post.

This one probably won't be as long, but it is just me rambling on and on about how much I hate Mori but love the way Asagiri wrote him to be a pretty complex chacter. I despise the fucker though.

I don't think it needs to be said, but I'll say it anyway; Mori's a piece of shit. We all know this. We all fucking know this. He's a manipulative, sick, twisted man who uses people for his own benefit and doesn't see the value in ther lives, only in how they can be useful for him. Two prime examples of this, of course, being Yosano and Dazai. I'm going to go so much more in depth into these two in this, don't worry.

Mori uses people to his own gain and manipulates their actions without them ever realising it until it's too late or has already happened. Sound familiar? YEAH IT FUCKING SHOULD. Dazai. Having been under constant surveillance and command by Mori for four solid years, he's bound to pick up some things. Like he said, "Someone drilled that information into me." sorry it was "Someone imprinted that knowledge into my mind before." I think Im thinking of a different translation I read? DOESN'T MATTER SORRY LOL. Anyways, Having been under the direction of Mori as such a young kid, and having nobody else there for him, Dazai naturally picks up Mori's instincts and demeanour, etc. Also, the fact that Mori has drilled battle techniques into him and taught him all he knows shows this. There are moments we see that Dazai is behaving like Mori did, or would. This is just how much Mori has been around in his life to affect him to this degree, and taught him relentlessly how to be in life and in battle and when strategising. We already see that Dazai is a cunning little shit before he joins the PM in the opening of Fifteen, where he rattles Mori by what he says.

God, there's so much to unpack in this one fucking thing.

But, I'm going to do a separate post going more in depth about Dazai and Mori's relationship as well as Yosano and Mori, I'm going to touch upon them in this though because God it's awful.

"That's why Dazai cannot die."

Mori isn't looking out for the wellbeing of a 15 year old, he's looking out for how much value and worth he has in his plans. After everything is in place and it's all gone according to plan, Mori gets rid of his subordinates accordingly. Just like Odasaku. Then, when things don't go to his plan, and the people he used leave, he grows bitter and resentful. When Dazai left the mafia, he grew bitter and still saves his executive spot for him. When Yosano was taken away to the institute, he grew resentful that he'd lost such a valuable asset to the war. Man's was obsessed, Elise's wholeass demeanour and outfits and everything changed after Mori had lost Yosano. It's fucking creepy. Elise is literally a younger Yosano, and that shit's vile.

Not only is this guy a big nonce, but he dehumanises the people around him and pulls the strings so that it goes his way. Whereas Dazai's predictions and proficiency at seeing every outcome and every detail are for the ADA and helping people, Mori only uses this skill to control and manipulate people into doing his bidding.

When Yosano was clearly distressed and did not want to keep going any longer, he manipulates her by shooting the soldier and forcing her to save him. It's so fucked up. It's so unbelievably fucked up.

We can't really see how much he has affected anyone else in the mafia, as these are the only two we get a pretty solid backstory with Mori for. However, another example of Mori being fucked up is Kyouka; just what the fuck happened there?

Kyouka sees a glimpse of Mori and it sends her into a full blown frenzy. She literally breaks down. Now, I don't know if that's because of him reminding her of the Mafia or being in the Mafia, or if there's something else that we don't know and that Kyouka was also manipulated and a victim of Mori's abuse, too.

If you couldn't tell, I fucking love Yosano and Dazai and I actually hate Mori for what he put them through. But, Asagiri is such a good writer, and the way he writes Mori is so fucking spine chilling and awful in such a good way to read. Asagiri's writing shows the depth of these characters, and makes them actually people with personalities, not just some words or drawings on a page. Harukawa bringing the life to them through his art is actually just stunning, and the expressions he's able to show with just the eyes, the hands, the stance, everything. These two are the perfect duo in writing and art, and honestly, I fucking love them.

Sorry sorry, rant over.

In conclusion, ngl Mori's a little bitch.

#mori ougai #osamu dazai #yosano akiko #bsd #bungou stray dogs #ada #pm #port mafia #armed detective agency #kyouka izumi #anime #manga #analysis but not really its just a rant #i fucking hate mori #petition to make HIM dress up in fucking dresses

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roachemoji · 9 months

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Stranger Things - Season 3 thread 03 01

LETS GO GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay okay okay starting off strong 1984 i see you i see you all these bald men are so sweaty and shiny and exhausted looking.

OH THE VFX BUDGET WENT UP BABBBEYYY OH LOOK AT THAT SHIT THATS COOL AS FUCK

So El isnt the one who opened the gate OG?? Really sick that they needed that much power to do it only forit to backfire and some little girl could do it with ease - OUFH SORRY TO THE BITCHES WHO JUST GOT EXPLODED

i understand why the bald men are sweaty and exhausted looking

SO WHY DO THEY WANT TO GET IN THERE SO BAD!!!!! OH THIS IS THE RUSSIAN PLOT PART YEAHHH

is this like ....... wanting to win the coldwar type shit??? because we're past the space race and into the 80s.... (<- guy who doesnt know much about this specific subject of history tbh)

EL LOOKS SO GOOD - fucking hate seeing them kiss im so sorry it makes me so uncomfortable - FEELING REAL HOPPER THOUGH LIKE ITS ICKY but also damn KING GIVE UR KID SPACE

i fucking LOVE THE shift in colours in this season !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIKE ITS SO BRIGHT I LOVE IT!!!! AND STEVEEEE!!!!!! AND I FINALLY GET TO MEET ROBIN!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh this movie is foreshadowing some shit i can feel it. labesq SHIT!!!!!!! AND THEN THE POWER GOING OUT!!!!!!!!!!! this means things my brain is too small to make proper connections

OH SHIT LITTLE ME!!!!!!!

YEAH SEE Lost smoke monster !!!!! somethings thers i just know it

"im not gonna fall in love" "ok"

JOYCE MY BELOVED

booOOOOOBBBBBBBB!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DUSTIIINNNNNNNNNN

<- guy whose just REALLY EXCITED TO SEE THEIR FAV LITTLE MAN

GIRLIES WHO ARE WE LOOKING COOL FOR IM -

thought it waas gonna be gay forgot Billy existed

HOPPER IS ACTUALLY A FUCKING INCEL IM CRYING ITS BEEN LIKE 20 MINUTIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KING OH MY GOD SHUT UP rooted for you but nah youve really always been like this

A Heart to Heart? What is that? <- man whose never been shown compassion???? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DONT KNOW WHAT THAT IS shut up

ngl tho me n hopper shaking hands how to you approach people about things without people helping you write shit out word for word

this entire board roOM REMINDS ME OF THE BEGINNING OF SEASON 2 OF FARGO - but she a woman TYPE SHIT AKSHJD

Nancy is. trying so HARD and girl i am so sorry

HIS GIRLFRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND THE WAY HE TALKS ABOUT HER <3333

Steve. i got nothing to add he just. wow

ROBIN I LOVE HER I L OVE THE PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS ON THIS SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!!

Its romantic <- jealousy

Its gross <- somehow not jealousy tho sorry

Its bullshit <- jealousy

BRO ARE HE LLO WHAT PIED PIPER SHIT IS HAPPENING???? CRYING AT ALL THE LITTLE CGI GUYS LOOK AT THEM ALL!!!! THEY ALL HAVE LITTLE WHITE FEET THO???? THOSE ARE. exploding. theyre exploding. :(

ENOUGH OF HIM I DONT WANT TO SEE HIM I WANT TO SKIP THROUGH HIS MOMENTS I ACTUALLY HATE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH IM IN. PAIN. LIKE. OU GH. THE. SECOND HAND EMBARASSMENT IS? PAINFUL I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE HIM I HATE HIM IHATE HIM PHYSICALLY GAGGING

LUCAS AND MAX mAKE me so happy and MAx is still transmasc coded in my heaRTTTTT

DUSTIN BABY IM SO SORRY YOURE HAVING A MY CANADIAN GF MOMENT BUTSHES MORMON AND FROM UTAH

SHOWING MomEnts of Joyce being so happy and gENUINELY IN LOVE WITH BOB JUST HURTS SO MUCH HE WAS SO FUCKING GOOD. RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE

oh now we have shit with MAGNETS and the spaceship space race cold war babbeyyyy

DISEASE RATS!!!!!!!

HOPPER ASHING ON HIS FACE KING????? OW?????????????????????

This is so uncomfortable bro my dad did this to me once and it was horrifically misguided on his part and he was making some wild ass assumptions about my relationship with certain people and oUGADHADKAJSHAKSJH this isthe season of second hand embarassment and its PAINFUL

MIKE IS JUST MA KING IT WORSE PLEASE SHUT UP I OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I KEEP PAUSING IT BC I CANT HANDLE THIS

HOPPER H ELLO ????

THIS IS

BRO THIS fucking entire season is gonna be so fucking painfULLLL STOP STOP STOP like the. BROOOOO stop stop stop whose got a link to a breakdown of the family dynamics between everyone and how fucked up everyone is i cant even put thi sinto words im just losing my mind hopethis makes sense

SORRY DUSTIN I !!! GOD. PICKING UP RUSSIAN SHIT INSTEAD OF HIS GF SORRY

i literally cant handle this weird Billy fucking Milfs arc and i cant even begin to stress how much i fucking hate it and him. I have literally no room in my heart for that piece of shit

im SORRY to KaREN WHEELER THOUGH LIKE DAMN GIRL your mariage is in shambles and you really want to be fucked by THIS GUY ?

HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IDIOT FUCKING GET ATTACKED BY FERAL DISEASED RATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CALLING ALL RATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KILL!!!!!!!!!!!!

i know he fucking dies but iM GONAN LOSE MY MIND DOES HE GET FUCKIGN KILLED BY STOPP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP THIS IS SO FUC NNY YEAHH HYEAHHH BABEY FUCKING GET HIS ASSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE

#bo posting #stranger things #st #live blogging #AHHH OEADSKJH FUCKING EAH BABEY YEAH YEAH YEAH

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