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ayzashl · 4 years

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Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Crack (i think)

Also um, im new to these so sorry for possible gramatical errors or typos (i dont double check bc I literally was bored doing this and just, decided to share it on tumblr lmao)

Disclaimer, I made this out of boredom because I was thinking about exams and stuff and was wondering about how my husbando would react about my situation, having placed on high ranks barely putting efforts towards studying lmao (Not rlly bragging im sorry if it came out as bragging :((, i jusy rlly be curious and hopefully I portrayed it like how I expected for him to react, sorry im new to writing bc I mainly draw🌚👉👈)

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It was already sunset. The hues of yellow, orange and red envelops the dorms of U.A high school, its gradient tinting the windows of the students occupying the rooms shine bright, displaying its vibrant colors on the inside of each dorms facing the sunset.

You, who were sitting on your knees, switching positions time to time, searching for a particular pose to get comfortable while drawing on your boyfriend's kotatsu in his dorm, door leading into the balcony open, making the cold breeze of late October allow itself to enter the room.

Autumn has already arrived, and that also means midterm exams. It had just finished today. After a almost whole month of preparing for the exams, and the 3 days of taking it, the students of 1-A was relieved and relaxing in their rooms as the days of hardhips were finally over, plus its a Friday so the students were scattered on each others dorms due to the upcoming weekend.

You were taking a sip of your juicebox, almost emptying it now out of frustration for having a hard time drawing a hand. In your opinion, the struggle was equal or actually a lot harder than your midterms. Art frustrates you a lot and your boyfriend wonders why you still do it, yet never really ask you since he can also tell you're really passionate about it than your other hobbies.

He was sitting on his futon, leaning againts the wall as he stare at your back figure, watching you scribble something on your sketchpad and aggressively erasing it afterwards, making the papers crumble into the direction on where you rub it, making you groan in annoyance even more.

As he observes your actions, a thought runs up his mind, asking himself the same particular questions over and over again.

"Why?"

He asks himself. Why were you putting most of your effort into this drawing? Why were you more irritated in this than the midterm exams?

"Just..... why?"

Shoto had noticed you since the start of your so-called-library-dates, although its mostly just you accompanying him to gather resources for the upcoming exams while you just scan your notes or draw, or read a completely different book whose topic is not related to your exams.

Its always been like that everyday, he never really saw you offer a lot of your energy in terms of studying, like most of the students does, as he noticed the library being almost full as soon as October started.

He saw you scan your notes time to time, yes. But full on concentration on studies? no, never seen you. The most of what he saw were you fixate immensely on your math notebook before exams started, and that was it.

The exams ended abruptly on the second day but there was extra curricular on the Hero's Course on the third day before their final grade were posted. And yes, both of you did well. After the announcement, Shoto (and you) were shocked to find out that you were in 6th place and he placed in 5th. You both exchanged congratulations, you mostly squealing out of joy to actually achieve this particular rank.

Shoto on the other hand was, doubting?. Of course he feels happy for you, but at the back of his mind, he was a little agitated. You both got the exam results at the end of the third day and to his surprise (and also yours, but internally) your scores were high, almost having the amount of same mistakes as him, except your math which you devastatingly, almost failed (lmao), which merely affected your overall result since your scores were high anyways.

Your boyfriend wasnt the type to get irritated over these things, heck yeah he feels ecstatic over your accomplishment, signal the kiss he gave you on your forehead plus the soft look he gave you with a slight smile displayed on his face. But there was a faint thought of doubt running through the back of his head, how did you get such results when you were barely even studying? There was no way you would cheat right? He didnt want to accept it, he didnt want to doubt you, but it was the one of the highest possibilities that was mostly that likely happened, as he could think of right now.

He couldnt let go of this thought unless he confronts you about it right now, so he decided to ask you, waiting for a few moments, observing you, waiting for you to calm down a little from your work.

"Y/n...."

"Hmm?" you hum, not turning yout back at him, eyes and most of your attention fixated on the paper.

"How did you manage to get a high rank even though I barely saw you studying?" he finally asks, hoping you wont get offended by it, but this thought had been bothering him a little, and he wouldnt be satisfied until he gets his answer, as the stubborn man that he is.

"Are you doubting me?" you say in an offended tone, although you meant it sarcastically, turning your back, giving Shoto your full attention now as you crawl towards him, pencil dropping in the background as you make your way towards your boyfriend, offering him to lay down as you pat his futon. He complies so, already knowing you wanted to cuddle whenever you do that certain action.

You cuddle next to him, facing him as you give him a smile to reassure him that you werent offended by him back then. "Did you notice that in class, I always, almost bury my head on my notebook, writing on it almost 24/7 whenever lecture starts?" you ask him, as you start to fidget his hair on the sides which you and him really enjoy, making its way up to his bangs, and back and fort.

"You were.... writing?" Shoto asks, raising an eyebrow with the same stoic face who seemed not to show a lot of emotions, a little dumbfounded. "I thought you were doodling". You burst out in laughter from the small misunderstanding of your boyfriend.

"Of course I was. You see, whatever the teacher blurts about that sounds important to me, I write it down because, you know, its usually what appears in exams" you explain to him, closing your eyes time to time as if you were a philosopher, passionately explaining your beliefs, only with an added self-sense of humor. As he was on the other had was, fascinated.

I mean, who knew?

"Also just to clarify things, I do put some extra effort on, some of my studies"

"By some you mean just the science topic you reported you keep rereading everyday"

"......yes"

Shoto lighlty chuckles as he moves your head to his chest, placing an arm on your head, planting a kiss on your forehead, as a sign of affection like he always does. He feels a little guilty, assuming you were cheating but in the end, you were just and always has been the genius that you were. Heck if you actually put a lot of effort in your study, you might actually come out at the top in the class, but he's aware you have other things to focus and worry about as his eyes gaze at the table with a slightly crumpled juice box standing out.

"Were you mad?" you ask, out of curiousity. You had assumed he was maybe upset about the results because he gets a little too competitive or has the sentiment that he has to prove that he only isnt good with his powers, but in academics as well, considering his situation.

He lightly shook his head as he fully encloses you to his grasp, leg placed on your sides, locking you in as he settles his face on your hair, inhaling the sweet scent of your lavender shampoo in which he always adores.

You on the other hand, was relieved now that the matter was somehow resolved? Putting those thoughts at the back of your head, your perception of relief was shortly replaced by a wave of worry as you lightly chuckle of uneasiness.

"Shoto?" you tap his sides, body tightly secured onto his. This was the one that made worry. His hands tightly clutching you, but not too much, leg on your sides, locking you in so that you wont get away easily, to him it made him feel happy, knowing that you werent going away and draw for a while. You've had situations like these already and all you ever do is give up and shower him with affection, already knowing he was slightly, probably getting a little touch starved, craving for your attention and affection. But in your situation right now, it was, unpleasant, so to say.

Not after you just finished your juicebox.

-Disclaimer, uh, I made this from

He hums in response, head tilted a little more into your head's direction. He was sure you would have given up already, knowing that he will never let you go.

"I need to pee"

"..."

"Shoto..."

"........"

"Sho"

"All I can say is good luck getting out"

"......"

"Noooooooohohohoooo!!!" you exclaim, with a sarcastic crying in your tone. This was gonna be one hell of a struggle.

Im bad at explaining things, hope you did enjoy reading this as much as I did though :))

#shoto todoroki x reader #shoto torodoki #todoroki shoto x reader #shoto x y/n #shoto x you #todoroki x reader #todoroki imagine #one shot #bnha oneshot #bnha crack #bnha fanfic

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holycalf · 3 years

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i started watching sku bc of your blog (and i really enjoy it!) but i dont get why you seem to like shiori but not ruka....i mean it seems like his intentions were a lot better than hers ever were tbfh am i missing something? not saying he went about things GREAT but....at least he actually seemed to care. shiori was just a bitch for the sake of being a bitch it seemed like...

hi! im glad ure enjoying it! it can definitely be a lot at times, and i think the first 12 eps can rub ppl the wrong way so props to u for getting thru those (even tho i liked em :) ) this is gonna be long so if u feel like reading an essay feel free to read under the cut

um.. i dont really know where to begin tbh? i mean you cant really talk about any of these characters without talking abt the other two so.... this is gonna be long.

so lets take shiori, who has a very classic case of internalized homophobia. which is confirmed by ikuhahras outtake on ep. 17 which states the following

“I finally realized the truth. To think that she loved me back! What a miracle! But...‘The loser in love is the one who lets their heart be ruled by it.’Everyone's adopted a provocative attitude toward someone of the opposite sex that they like at least once or twice, to get that person to notice them. So it's okay if I do that.This love will crumble if we touch. But when people don't touch, the love eventually dies away .That's why I decided to keep your love prisoner. To make sure that you love me forever. That game will make our love ‘eternal.’ I'm sure of it.We were ‘lovers lost from the beginning.”

so shioris in love with juri. im not sure if thats something u caught onto or not but its definitely the quintessence of her character, and needs to be considered when we consider her against ruka- since its a shared affection. also, i just like shiori, i dont necessarily think shes GOOD i just enjoy watching her and she feels very raw. shiori has a crippling inferiority complex, you can even tell through off handed conversations with her friends in hallways she exaggerates her stories to be more liked. juri is someone who has things come easy to her, and doesnt even really seem to care or notice. in the shows canon shes: liked by the student body, liked by teachers, admired by men (and girls too), academically inclined, good at bowling, captain of fencing club (and likely the most talented duelist- since shes the only one utena never properly beats) and a MODEL?????????? and shiori, at least in her own eyes, is painfully mundane. growing up next to someone who seems to have everything go in their favor, all of the while youre harboring having feelings for them (and jealous that youre among SO many suitors) is so frustrating! especially when you dont believe to have any at all. the elevator sequence when she discovers juris locket is a bit of a power trip for shiori, and also just a sort of confusion. shioris “why do you look at me like that?!” when she considers juri mid breakdown is a clear reflection of her own confusion, she may as well be saying “how could you possibly love me?”...but that was the black rose arc which all got undone anyways- so by the time we see shiori ruka arc she doesnt even know juris got the hots for her. when she first sees ruka, shes staring at juri first and only zeroes in on ruka once she hears people talking abt him. she takes ruka the same way she did that boy in middle school because he seems to be something coveted by the girls around her, its a very closeted gay girl move to decide to go for a boy just because other girls are into him... and it definitely helps that hes in such close contact w juri...he could easily be the one stored in that locket of hers, so why not take him?

so then we have ruka, who the entire time we watch him is smug, condescending, and genuinely one of the most unpleasant characters on the show. by the end we learn hes in love with juri, so maybe this persona was embellished to push her towards revolution to “free her from shiori” or whatever but.... sorry i dont care LOL! the way he treated shiori ALONE was enough for me to dislike him, there was NO need to tear apart and embarrass the girl like that. he took clear advantage of her crush on juri. his locker is seen right next to juris, and shiori is pressed up against one of the two lockers, but we arent shown which, “after all, that wasnt my sword,”....he knows shiori has been going to juris locker (and potentially polishing her sword but who knows. all we know is that she goes to juris locker.) and it is later revealed hes extra certain of her feelings because upon publically dumping her (another dick move) we hear her kinda stutter “I love you more than.... I love you more than anyone else” shes clearly beating around a bush because theyre in public, hes pinpointed she and juri are both into eachother, and instead of being a normal ass guy about it and just SETTING THEM UP and telling them to work their stuff out he chooses to, “out of love” assault juri, emotionally manipulates the girl juri is in love with, then inadvertantly cause juris locket to break which upsets her so deeply she forfeits her duel with utena. and upon that locket breaking he has the AUDACITY to think hes somehow freed her from something... when the girl is breaking down crying in the rain (the first and only time we ever see juri cry...even if its implied she does it in the shower that one time lol).......then just???dies??? like all he does in his time on the show is cause problems and die, all because he couldnt get over his feelings for a lesbian.... it just feels SO gross to me that he hides his assault and general abuse (can we talk abt how he likely took shioris virginity, JUST to break her down???) behind some icky hero complex

PLUS we see shiori at the end of that episode realize shes in that locket while juri is dueling, and we see her run up to juri at the end of the ep and it doesnt look malicious, it feels very...resolutiony? esp when you put it next to the miki/kozue closing scene of their car arc duel, which is explicitly bad terms, this feels more hopefully....suggesting some part of shiori has at least changed. ruka never got that luxury, he completely exploited two girls in order to add dramatic flare to his last few days and felt valid in doing so..... shiori never seemed to think her actions were JUSTIFIED.....which is sort of the point of the black rose arc where shiori is arguably at her worst........... the very ugliest part of ppl are brought out in those elevator sessions so thats what we see of shiori?

sorry for the essay!! but i hope this helps and make sense :-) feel free to ask any more questions u have abt the show, and i hope u continue enjoying it! im assuming ure still watching it, i dont know how far u are but if u JUST finished 29 then that means ure getting to some of my fave episodes! (33,37,39 :) )

tl,dr: shiori never assaulted anyone

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marshmallowprotection · 3 years

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Yes more custom mcs I'm off my artist block and now theres no stopping me from doing this

mJust a warning, this custom mc is…uh, triggery to say the least.

Triggers: Abuse, suicide, abusive relationships, depression, overall things like that (+Rika being manipulative)

I can understand if you dont want to look at this, its not that heavy in terms of descriptiveness, its just mentions and stuff, excluding when its described of this mc being locked in a small dark closet without food for hours…and when her brother murders her father after he murders her other five sisters…;-;

This is also a match up request (im sorry, i know, this is like the third i have sent, i just like hearing other peoples ideas and stuff and whilst im thinking this mc might be able to go with saeran…i dunno, saeran needs a rock and she needs a rock, idk if they can be rocks for each other, idk just with their trauma they might end up just hurting each other, plus uh suit saeran times…eek. that would just trigger her REALLY badly considering its so similar to the “locked in closet without food in the dark” thing. since. during suit times. if following ray’s route. she would be locked in her room without food for two-ish(?) days…;-;)

Also yes unfinished sketch of her ^ kind of went with a lolita/victorian style for her, since Mint Eye gives lolita/victorian style fantasy vibes (Magenta is LITERALLY a castle, like, come on Rika, did you have to make it so obvious?).

Full Name: Sayaka Yamato

International Age: 21 (AS) 22 (OS)

Korean Age: 22 (AS) 23 (OS)

Nicknames: Madi (Yoosung, Zen, Jaehee)

Koko (By Seven)

Blood Type: AB+

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Marital Status: Single [Shipped With ???]; Has a Unrequited(?) Crush On Ray; Has Had A Previous Relationship

Ethnicity: Japanese

Nationality: South Korea

Religion: Shinto

Birthdate: May 6th, 1994

Zodiac: Taurus

Height: 5′0 ft (152 cm)

Weight: 95 lbs (43 kgs)

Status: Alive (All Routes Except V’s)

Deceased (V’s Route)

Occupation: Affiliated With Mint Eye

Hobbies: Playing The Violin, Gardening With Ray Occasionally, Singing, Dancing

Likes: Flowers, Music, Dancing, Being Praised By The Savior, Ray, Baking, The Ocean, Flower Crowns, The Sun, Long Hot Showers

Dislikes: The Dark (Severe Phobia), Being Called “Darling” (Trauma Related), Ice Skating, Small Rooms (E.g. the size of a small closet; Trauma Related), Crowds, Smoking, Alcohol, The Unknown, Being Alone With Her Intrusive Thoughts

Affiliations: Mint Eye

Relatives: Father (Deceased)

Mother (Deceased)

5 Older Half-Sisters (Deceased)

Older Half-Brother

Background: Sayaka is a girl from Japan who moved to South Korea with her older brother when she was 14. Sayaka was born the youngest of 7 siblings, 6 girls (including herself) and one boy, who was the eldest. Her and her siblings were all born into a abusive household, their mother being a woman who slept around, making all of her children half siblings, and the one man who was there, the father (Sayaka does not think of him as her father) of the eldest child, sexually abused his daughters, whilst the mother sexually abused the only son. Sayaka’s childhood home reeked of alcohol and smoke, and whenever she misbehaved even a little, she was locked inside one of the smallest closets of the house for hours on end, without food. When she was 14 her “father” seemed to have snapped (he was already mentally fucked up, its not like he suddenly became this way), murdering her 5 sisters in front of her eyes, and then her mother, and before he could kill her, her brother (who was apprehended him, took his knife, and killed him. Her older brother then took her and ran as far away as he could, eventually managing to move her and him to South Korea where they started a new life. When Sayaka was 19, she met a man (who was 5 years her senior) who she fell in love with and moved in with him. However, once again, Sayaka was abused, mostly sexually, however. Due to her boyfriend always calling her “Darling” and due to the abuse she underwent, her main PTSD trigger is whenever she hears the word “Darling” or is called such. One day, Sayaka meets Rika by chance in a park when on a walk with her boyfriend, and Rika eventually manages to separate the two. What follows is Rika forcibly making Sayaka break up with her boyfriend, and Rika making Sayakaa trust her by telling her about her own experience with sexual abuse. Sayaka eventually becomes part of Mint Eye, becoming one of Rika’s “favorites” as she likes to say in a sort of bragging tone. Many could mistaken Sayaka being in love with Rika because of how much she seems to fawn over her, when in reality Sayaka love lies with Ray. Sayaka and Ray met in the gardens of Mint Eye whilst Sayaka was watering a Lily of The Valley, and ended up slowly becoming friends because of their shared love of flowers and gardening. Sayaka ended up developing a crush on Ray since he was her first friend and the first man (besides her half-brother, who she honestly never was very close to due to him working all the time to support him and her) to not hurt her in some way.

In V’s route, when Rika chooses to destroy Magenta, Sayaka decides to stay in Magenta. This was in search of suicide, and also to stay with Ray. She dies in the explosion whilst shielding Ray from most of the blast.

I match you with...

Zen!

You’re the kind of person that’s desperate to find a sense of peace in your life and you’ve never known what it feels like to live in peace. You’re haunted by the past and what those demons mean to you. It’s hard to cope but you’ve kept on living because that seems like the right thing to do... you’re lost, for the lack of a better word.

Nobody’s ever put you first or given you the chance to see that you are worth loving and you have a life with meaning. If my brain didn’t scream, Zen, I’d be inclined to agree with you on the Ray front. It’s simply because you seem like you need someone that will hold your hand and remind you that you’re beautiful and that you never deserved to go through what you did. He would be very soft and sincere with you, not pushing you once he realized that you were the type to feel skittish and unsure of yourself around others. He just wants to see you smile and laugh, so expect him to extend his hand to you when you aren’t sure what it is you want.

I think he’d love your style and your way of presenting yourself to the world. He can appreciates someone who seems to thrive in their style and what makes them happy. He’s always complimenting you and reminding you that he thinks the world of you at the end of the day.

#littleghostlyrose #ask #mod kait #matchup #cmc #oc #i'm dying she's so cute #submission

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yurtletheturtlehenderson · 4 years

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READER REWRITE ANNOUNCEMENT: TUA ☂️ - TALLY CLOSED

I'm starting another love interest Tally, this one for the Umbrella Academy. Unlike the It tally, I don't really have any solid ideas for the characters but I DO have a pretty fucking big one for the reader. So, please let me know out of these character you would like to see as your love interest [BESIDES BEN, DONT WORRY THAT'S COMING]. If you have a preference and would like to vote, drop by my inbox [anonymously or otherwise, i don't mind either!], DM me, or comment here BUT remember, I can't respond to comments but I will see them, thanks and ily guys!

The Umbrella Academy x Reader [slight au] LI options:

Luther: ngl, I'm not crazy about him. I doubt he's gonna win cause I know he ain't usually a fan fav. Personally, I didn't really see a problem with him [until episode 8&9] in season one, I mean beside that whole weird allison subplot. Like the moon stuff, I didn't really notice it until people pointed it out then he got REALLY annoying the whole season. Season 2 luther I liked. Either way, I could easily mellow out his character if yall REALLY want him (lol kinda hope you don't 🤭)

Diego: my sweetie sweet sweetheart. I love this adorable mommas boy, he just wants love and affection and to be accepted and with what I have planned for the reader's plot [which is a definite thing] these two could honestly work SO well together, and be the affection starved babies together and shower each other with love 💘 [EDIT: HE WON! Ideas and plots are being further developed as of the 10th of September 2020]

Allison: I'm not gonna lie, yall I'm torn. Allison Hargreeves owns ALL my fucking uwus, she stole my fucking heart and I have a crush ngl. BUT I also LOVE her and Ray and the work they do and I sob so hard in season 2 for her and Ray and everyone and UGH I could NEVER TAKE THAT ARC AWAY FROM HER. I have an idea for reader and allison season 2 wise, her and ray would still be together lets just say

Klaus: [I know he dates guys, and I would be able to fit in Dave but I'm pretty sure he's pan either way!] Honestly, I'm a little scared about this one. I haven't wrote a BUNCH of scenes with klaus yet, but the few I have i have not been super proud of. I don't think I write his character very well, and Idk if thats just me or because its new but I'm scared to jump into a whole series with him, especially as a LI but ill do it for you babies if that's what you really want. Can't promise it will be good, but I'm trying lol

Five: honestly I'm scared about this one too. With the Ben fic, I haven't quite gotten to him yet so I don't know how i wrote him yet but I have some hope. Also, the age thing low key bothers me but he is a fan favorite and he does have some of the most screen time which would be convenient, his plot mixed with the readers plot would be VERY interesting indeed, and he does make me laugh so ehh its really up to you guys. Again, not sure how I feel??

Ben? Im already working on a ben fic as some of you might know, but then I was in the shower and my brain was like "heheh he heh, I know you haven't even published the first chapter of your ben fic and have 3 unfinished series, and 2 independent WIP but here's a REALLY cool idea for yet ANOTHER umbrella academy rewrite. Also no you can't have any writing inspiration for any of them" again, I suppose he's doable and already this would be considered an au so it wouldn't be much of a leap to A] ressurect ben, but that worries me cause the end of season 2 and I'd have to rely on hope I could catch whatever s3 threw or B] work in a way reader could see Ben which would be kinda hard but not impossible given my plot [edit: probably won't do him honestly. Not for this one. I want to try different characters for this one. Again, unless you REALLY want him, but again, I'm already making one with him so nows your chance to vote to see someone else]

Vanya: gorgeous baby angel, would be VERY interesting as a love interest and quite convient too. Plus she's adorable. Out of all of them, I have the most ideas for her

And finally...

I'm so fucking sorry I can't stop coming up with ideas, I wish I wish I WISH I could just make a story and stick to it but, I've just never been like that I'm sorry.

💕💕💕 - Yurtle

#you'll float queue #tua #tua rewrite #tua tally #tally announcement #i know i know im horrible cause i keep starting stuff that i never finish please forgive me cause i dont and someone has to lmao #luther hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves x reader #allison hargreeves x reader #klaus hargreeves x reader #five hargreeves x reader #ben hargreeves x reader #vanya hargreeves x reader #tua reader insert #umbrella academy x reader

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toas-tea · 4 years

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for the beeeans: 💛 + ☀️ + 🌽

jorleesi beans are my favorite beans, i always ask for extra in my burrito <3

💛 what’s your favourite aspects of their relationship dynamics?

in the wise words of (1) jbear: “everything”

lol no seriously i love everything about them it’s not even funny. but if i had to choose a few, one of them definitely the way they can tell a whole-ass library’s worth of stories with just one look. like srsly

jorah: :|

daenerys: :|

what they’re really saying: Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamco laboris nisi ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. Excepteur sint occaecat cupidatat non proident, sunt in culpa qui officia deserunt mollit anim id est laborum

your emojis eyes betray you, you precious beans.

lets also add the touching. can we talk about the soft and simple hand touches and forehead boops that communicate just as much pls and thank you?? am soft for soft touching UWU

love their power dynamic too. jorah doesn’t blindly worship her and points out her flaws and lets her know if she ever steps out of bounds because he’s looking out for her. same with dany. she looks out for jorah and makes sure he doesn’t pull the “there’s nothing to forgive khaleesi” card when she unintentionally hurts him or something similar to that nature because she of all people knows her bear is the king of self-deprecation.

this can be applied in the bedroom too, you know, personally my favorite place for them to be ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). i like how jorah normally lets daenerys take the lead but she definitely doesn’t mind it when he surprises her and occasionally takes the reigns. she loves those types of surprises and so do i. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

i know this might sound bad, but i love their arguments, specifically the epicenter of their arguments which commonly consists of trying to one up each other on who should be protecting who or who should be doing what’s best for the other like it’s some sort of competition 😂 they’re both so stubborn it’s literally like Unstoppable Force (smol) vs Immovable Object (tol) 😂😂😂

☀️ which one hogs all the blankets every night ?

i dont think either of them do, they just love each other so much that even in their sleep they make sure neither of them make the other person cold. if i had to choose one though, probably dany but it’d be by accident or something because she’s a smol dragon queen and dragons love ALLLL the WARMTH and blankets. jorah would wake up after having the blankets YEETED from him, but i don’t think he would mind. he would just make sure his fluffy dragon burrito is comfy and warm, proceed to spoon said dragon burrito then fall back asleep because he’s a northern bear so he’ll be ok. plus, he’s got the best dragon burrito to keep him warm, kinda like a huggable night light 😂😂❤️❤️

🌽 which one is more affectionate ? do they each have a different way of what they consider to be affection ?

UGH that’s a tough one. D: my kneejerk answer was going to be jorah just because this man can emulate affection stronger than 25 sea otters with just the way he loOKS at her. but the same can be said for daenerys because like @fandomsbyladymelodrama said in her post, when she fully embraces her feelings for jorah, she embraces it HARd like we’re talking big rUSSIAN MOMMAA BEAR HUG hard. she’s known no love like jorah’s so she would absolutely shower him with affection as strong as 10 mainlanders. also because in the wise words of ladymelodrama, she naturally feels the need to “make up for all that lost time” Q__Q ❤️ so im going to cheat and say both of them sorry 😂

as for the different ways they consider affection - jorah being the romANTIC that he is would shower her with poetic compliments. like a simple exchange between the two of them like

daenerys: “the moon is full tonight. it’s beautiful.”

jorah: "i know someone much more beautiful.”

or some corny shit like that lol. dany’s used to praise like that, but no man can ever say it like jorah effing mormont. also, jbear is the king of chivalry and the reason why it’s not dead. he opens doors for her, pulls out the chair at the dining table, offers her a hand when shes taking a step down in heels, bridal carries her when he has to...you know...ALL the classic romance jazz. extra points for that deep and raspy voice of his ❤️ i’d say he tries to buy her really extravagant gifts as well, but that’s a habit dany is trying to help him get out of because of (1) lynesse. >:C

dany likes to express her affections for her bear through touch. holding hands, huggles, cuddling, leaning on him, giving him dragon smoochies etc. <3 she also likes to remind him how handsome he is from time to time not just because well...it’s true but also because she loves eliciting that bashful and blushy reaction from him :’D on special occasions dany will also get him gifts, but they’re not expensive or over-the-top. simple things that mean a lot to him and correspond to their relationship, like scarves, small pendants, cute little wooden carvings, picture frames, you know the drill. jorah would love and value all of it because he’s the type who values the little things <3 lmao dany could probably get him a spoon and say “remember this spoon? we used it on our first date” and jorah would cry happy tears LMAO 😂😂😂

#thanks for meming babe #salzrand #ask game #dany x jorah #jorleesi

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feminarrie · 5 years

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Niall, a bottle of whiskey, and a drill. use that and write what you will. I want to see what you come up with!! (also you can take your time with this)

kate! once again, thank you for challenging me with this! it was fun to figure out just how i wanted to go about this, but i’m happy with what i’ve come up with!

i’m putting it below a cut bc it’s just 3k+ of smut (it is also unedited sorry!)

As she looks out at Niall, Y/N can’t help but think how utterly domestic the scene is.

It’s midsummer and the California heat was approaching a dry 100 degrees. She had ditched her shirt in favor of a bikini top and a pair of light wash shorts atop her bottoms. She’d even spent the better half of the morning in the pool with Niall. But, as it neared one in the afternoon and the peak temperature of the day, she had gone back inside to cool down and to prepare lunch for the both of them. While Niall had slipped out of the pool and wandered to the patio, where a new patio set is still sat in pieces.

She looks outside at him now, through the kitchen window, as she washes and peels a carrot. His back glistens with sweat as he attempts to line up a metal pole with another piece of the bar that they had bought just a few days ago. They’d offered to assemble it upon delivery, but Niall had insisted that he would be able to put it together. She hadn’t argued it, either. Especially considering that they were on their way out for a scheduled date night.

She’s glad Niall had decided to put the furniture together. Especially when she see the way his broad back tenses when he moves this way or that. Droplets of sweat drip down it and highlight every movement.

The way his arms look now, as he uses a drill to join to pieces together, surpass sinful. With every movement, his biceps flex and Y/N can’t help, but think about how they feel when he’s fucking up into her. Like they had this morning, in the comfort of their air conditioned bedroom. When her back was pressed to his chest and the backs of her thighs and ass bounced in his lap. His arm had wrapped around her middle while his other hand was wound around her throat. Hitting her at angles that she didn’t think were possible.

There’s a different heat that’s building, now. An internal heat that still has sweat developing on the back of her neck and at her hairline despite the heavily air conditioned kitchen. It settles into the apples of her cheeks as continues to prepare their lunch.

Which, it really is a miracle that she’s capable of finishing all the preparation and plating it by the time Niall walks in. She’s even managed to grab the bottle of whiskey from the top of the fridge without asking Niall to retrieve it for her. She pours it over the ice in a short glass, watching as it melts the cubes just slightly. She hopes he’ll like all of it, too. Niall is usually one to drink beer or water in this kind of heat, but she figures that a small glass of whiskey is a treat for all the hard work he’s doing. Plus, it forces him to slow down enough to enjoy the liquor and cool off for awhile.

Y/N can see the sunburn that has begun its assault on his shoulders. The already tan skin has turned a shade of pink that holds a future of promise of blossoming into a shade of red if he’s outside for any longer. “Whatever you’ve made smells delicious, love.” Niall hums, pushing his sunglasses to the top of his head as rounds the corner of the island.

“Thank you.” She grins, leaning upward to receive the peck that Niall has stopped to give her. “Go clean up and I’ll have the table all set when you come back.”

Niall nods and leaves after another peck to her lips.

Y/N busies herself with setting up the table. She places a smaller bowl of salad between two plates of greek wraps. It’s nothing too fancy, but she hardly thinks that Niall is keen on having a hot meal after he’s come inside. Even if he was, she absolutely did not want to be overheating while cooking up a warm meal for him. So, she figures it is more likely a win/win situation for the both of them. Niall returns shortly after she’s set herself down to eat. He’s in a pair of deep blue gym shorts and nothing on top. As he comes to sit down next to her, she can see the freckles that have begun to develop along the expanse of his shoulder and back. Unlike his sunburn, they will likely fade within the next few days.

“Thanks for lunch, Y/N.” Niall says before his eyes land on the chilled glass of whiskey. “And for this. How’d ya know I was cravin’ something stronger?”

“Figured you would after being outside for most of the day.” Y/N shrugs as she answers. Their conversation dies down after that, both of them being too busy with eating to speak. Especially Niall, who goes back in for a second helping of salad. And Y/N lets him because she knows he’s probably built up an appetite.

“I’ve just got to put a few more pieces together and then I’ll be done.” Niall says after Y/N asks him how much longer he’ll be.

“We’ll stay inside after that then, yeah?” She suggests, hopeful that Niall will want to stay in for the remainder of the evening. “I’ll order takeout for us, if you’d like.”

Niall nods, drying off his hands after having finished washing his dish. Y/N lets the rest sit in the sink for now, her mind having drifted to the idea of having a cool shower while Niall finishes up outside.

He kisses her once more on the cheek before stepping out into the yard once again. Y/N paces herself in heading upstairs into the master bathroom. Grabbing her phone from the coffee table so that she can listen to music while she’s showering. She’s even more eager because she’s got a killer playlist that she’d been adding to for the past few weeks.

But, she’s also got other things on her mind as she makes her way upstairs after turning the temperature down just a little bit more.

The images of Niall were shoved aside as they ate. She was starving and in that moment, her appetite had far outweighed her desire for Niall. But, now that she had a clearer head and a shower awaiting her, she couldn’t help but to conjure up those images again.

She’s sure he would be too tired to do much of anything anyway. So, she sees no harm in getting herself off while he put the final touches on their patio furniture. Especially seeing as she doesn’t know how long he will be and Y/N has never been one to be patient about these types of things.

Before long, she’s come to stand in their shared master bathroom. The heated floors don’t feel quite so warm beneath her feet, but she is still aware of the heat that they exude. Their toothbrushes occupy one marbled cup set between two sinks and white, plush hand towel hangs just slightly over the edge of the dark countertop. Two more navy blue towels hang over separate bars that sit next to the shower. There’s still droplets of condensation against the glass, likely from Niall’s shower earlier that morning.

Y/N strips after she’s turned the shower on and found a happy medium between too warm and too cold. She kicks her shorts and bottoms to the corner of the room, closer to the laundry basket. Her top is flung in the same direction moments later. All the while, the sounds of her playlist bounce off the walls of the spacious bathroom.

A soft sigh leaves her lips when the water hits her front. It’s enough of a temperature difference that her nipples pearl and to give her some relief from the high temperatures outside. Her sun kissed skin drinks the moisture as she allows it to wash over her for a prolonged period of time before she turns around.

She reaches for the bottle of cherry blossom and citrus scented soap that lives on the middle left shelf of the tiled shower. Her other hand reaches for her own loofa that hangs from the shower handle. Once she’s put more than enough of the soap on it, it’s only a matter of seconds before it has begun to lather. Y/N hums along to Postpone by Catfish and the Bottlemen and she nods her head along with the beat. And she’s fully enraptured by the song until she’s reached between her thighs, the soap leaving a soapy lather that drips down her thighs as the water drips down from her back. Where she simply can’t help herself from switching the loofa from her dominant hand to the other.

The pads of her fingers dance over her already slick folds, gliding with ease as she teases herself. She reaches down to slide her middle finger from her entrance to her clit, letting it stay there and adding just a slight amount of pressure. Enough to heighten the stirring in her tummy, but that’s it. She teases herself for awhile. Eventually letting the loofa fall to the floor so that her other hand is free to roam her body. It eventually settles at the base of her throat and she applies just a slight amount of pressure. Her small hands aren’t as good as Niall’s, but they’ll do in the moment. Especially when she’s pushed two fingers inside herself after the images of Niall and her own teasing had become too much to bear.

Y/N is chasing her orgasm when Niall enters the bathroom after having called out for her just a few minutes before. He doesn’t need to see her form to know that either. Instead, her whimpers and occasional pants of his name can be heard loud and clear with the acoustics of the space. When he does look at her, though, it has his cock hardening in his shorts. Enough so that if she looked now, she could see the outline of it with only so much as a glance. But, she doesn’t. Her eyes are squeezed shut as one hand drops to cup her breast, a sure sign that she is close to the edge. Niall watches her as she continues to chase it, too. Her shoulders slouching forward slightly and his name like a mantra as it falls from her lips. She falls apart right before his eyes, unraveling at the seams as she cums. A final yelp of his name as her body quakes with her orgasm and her head lulls backward.

He allows her a moment to recoup and steady herself before he clears his throat. It still makes her jump, though. Which, Niall knew it would but it still pulls a strained chuckle from him.

“Fuck,” she mumbles, “You scared the shit out of me.”

It’s muffled by the sound of the shower and music, but Niall can still (just barely) make out what she is saying. “Sorry, love.” He replies, genuinely sorry that he had scared her so much.

Y/N takes in his half naked form from where she stands. Even with steam rising from the shower and blurring her vision slightly, she can see the outline of his cock. It only serves to make her even wetter. Something that she didn’t think was possible considering she can feel herself dripping down her thigh before it’s washed away by the water. “Got off thinking of you.” Y/N begins and she hopes Niall had been in the room to see what an absolute mess she was at the mere thought of him. A groan sounds from deep within Niall’s chest. Because even after all this time, the idea of her getting off to the thought of him was a nice ego boost. Plus, that thought alone was enough to have him muffling his own cries as he cums in the bunk of his tour bus when he’s been away from her for too long. Again, Y/N has hardly ever been good at being patient. So, when Niall is taking too long and absentmindedly palming at himself, she lets out a huff. She’d like to get her mouth around him, if he’d let her. Swallow all that he had to offer before they toweled off and settled in for the night. (Although, Y/N wouldn’t be opposed to another round once they’ve received their takeout). “Niall,” she whines, a pout setting on her lower lip.

“What is it that you want, love?” Niall raises a brow, his hand stroking across the length of himself as he looks at her.

And normally, Y/N is all about niceties. Even when Niall is nipping and sucking at her clit with three fingers buried inside her. Bringing her closer and closer to her climax, but not allowing her to cum just yet. When she’s frustrated to the point of tears because he could be so cruel and dominating when he wanted to be. She still repeats a series of thank you’s as she comes down from her orgasm. Too blissed and utterly fucked out to form any other words. “For you to let me suck you off.”

The statement is so simple and abrupt that it surprises Niall. His eyebrows shoot toward his hairline and he’s becoming almost painfully hard now. After that, he is quick to peel his only item of clothing off and step into the shower. The water alone could have him close to his own orgasm because it feels so damn good against his sunburnt skin. He can feel the heat radiate from his shoulders as he steps closer to Y/N, effectively putting them both beneath the large shower head.

Y/N glances up at him before trailing her eyes down to where the head of Niall’s cock is tinged pink and a light shade of purple. She bites her lip at the sight of him, eager to get her hands and mouth on him. So, she tears her eyes away to lock her gaze with him once again. He’s smirking at her when she does and takes a step closer until she can feel him pressing into her tummy. She isn’t sure if it’s the precum that has dribbled out of the slightly exposed tip or the moisture that has trapezed down both of their bodies to join together. It only takes a moment after that, that she is lowering herself to the ground. The tiles feel cool and hard against her knees, but she doesn’t mind. Not when she is eye level to Niall’s cock. From here, she can see the vein that travels up the side of it and just how much precum as bubbled up at the head. She looks up at Niall with a question and desperate look in her eyes. The doe-eyed expression makes her look too innocent to be doing such a thing, but it only excites Niall more. Especially knowing that she is more than capable of taking him in until he’s bottoming out and she’s gagging around him. “Go ahead.” Niall nods alongside his affirmation.

Y/N relinquishes her lip from the space between her teeth before parting them. He notices that it is plump and slick before it’s gone from his vision as she wraps her lips around him. His head falls back and his jaw slackens as she swirls her tongue over the tip before taking more of him into her mouth. Her small hand makes up for what her mouth can’t currently cover. And between her mouth on him and how her hand glides so easily across him, Niall can’t help but to let out a long fuck.

His eyes have fallen shut, so Y/N takes it as an opportunity to peek up at him from behind her lashes. And she’s glad she does because Niall looks like an absolute dream above her. Chocolate brown hair matted to his forehead, lashes just barely touching the apples of his cheeks, and body glistening with the water that is running down his body. She keeps watching him as she pulls off of him with a wet pop, allowing herself a moment to breathe. Her hand continues to pump up and down his length, twisting her wrist at the tip like she know he likes. He has one fist clenched at his side while his other hand is pressed to the wall beside her. His tongue darts out to lick over his lower lip and his chest has started to rise and fall with his quickening breaths.

With slight reluctance, she tears her gaze away from him. But, the feeling doesn’t stick once her lips are around him and she can feel the heavy weight of him on her tongue. Her hand holds him at the base, this time, as she slowly begins to build up a rhythm. She allows herself time to enjoy the taste of Niall on her tongue. It’s heady and salty, a familiar and somewhat pleasant taste to her. She alternates between self indulgent licks when she needs a moment to breathe and taking all of him until the tip of him touches the spongey back of her throat.

And it’s not long until Niall is ready to cum. The hand at his side is clenching and unclenching as if searching for purchase. Y/N notices it after Niall’s bucking his hips forward slightly, although he’s trying to control himself. And she knows he is teetering off the edge and into oblivion. So, she wraps her fingers around his wrist and brings it to the back of her head before placing them on his hips. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Niall repeats, each reiteration gaining volume. “I’m gonna cum, Y/N. I’m gonna cum.”

Y/N tightens her grip on his hips, keeping him in place as she takes him as deep as she can go. And that’s all Niall needed before he’s painting the back of her throat with his cum. Y/N swallows all of it with ease and pulls off of him. Though, she’s sure to run her tongue along his slit to collect any remaining cum before she glances up at Niall. Who, like her this morning, looks entirely fucked out. And she prides herself with being the reason that he looks as fucked out as he does. It’s from her position on the floor, as she drinks in his form, that she decides Niall doesn’t just look like an absolute dream. Because a dream isn’t accurate enough to describe the vision above her. She thinks fantasy might be a better way to describe him, but she can’t be sure. Because nothing seems accurate enough.

#if there are any mistakes i apologize it is 3am #what is a girl to do tbh #answered #fireawaynjh #my writing #niall blurb #niall horan blurbs #niall horan smut #niall horan drabble #niall horan fluff #niall horan x reader #niall x reader #niall horan one shot #niall one shot #niall smut

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ursoself-satisfying · 5 years

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do you think eugene is maybe scared of long boat trips? i was thinking about it the other day, maybe he plans on going on holiday with his s/o and the only way to go abroad would be on a boat right? but maybe he would get a little (a lot? im not an expert on this) ptsd while being on the boat and his s/o supporting him but not fully understanding because lets be honest, no-one apart from the soldiers fully understand this sort of stuff, and maybe there's another veteran on-board who helps him?

Before we get into it I wanna say I totally agree n that unless u actually have experienced that ur rly not gonna understand what the person is going thru n this applies to all kinds of trauma but just bc u dont understand doesnt mean u cant do ur best to or that u cant still love support n help them handle it n it doesnt mean they're not gr8tful for ur involvement even if u dont understand,, writing for post war eugene is always tricky cus I dont wanna assume ik how any of this goes or the extent of what it entails i havent done this I've barely done any research its heartbreaking tho n unfair n I just wanted to say all that before u get into this cus it's a combo of both asks but also more of a touchy subject than I feel like I've addressed here so that's just a heads up but enjoy!!

Omg eugene my bby

I def think hes still afraid of boats big time,, so when the two of u decide to go abroad for ur honeymoon it's a big decision for u two to make one w lots of beforehand discussions n considering all ur other options but in the end the push of ur families n the pull of the convenience of a boat eases u both into the decision, even tho nothing about it u kno is going to be easy,, Eugene is p nervous cus I mean the nightmares have lessened n u both have been learning how to handle his flashbacks n the like but u had never tried anything like this yet so on one hand it could be a good time to test the waters but on the other hand neither of u have any idea how itll actually go

Even just in the car on the way there he starts to get shakey n then on the dock it gets a bit worse but ur hands r on him somehow the whole time either locked in his or on his leg or arm or stuck in his pocket n that comforts him, ur touch anchors him n keeps him from drifting to worse thoughts it keeps him thinking about u instead,, its till hard tho just thinking about it being back on that boat forcing himself to remember hes going to France n it's not occupied n hes not alone n hes going to get to see the sights w his wonderful wife n thoroughly enjoy those bright French mornings n that it's going to be quiet, no more bombs or raids or alarms just u n him under thin sheets hot n sticky n just together n safe

But first,, the boat

On the boat? It was rough,, every bit of turbulence n every odd sway made him anxious n as much as u tried to entice him to enjoy more of the boats activities like a cabaret show or even just playing some chess out on the deck n tho u could get him out a few times n he did enjoy himself,, he spent most of his time in the cabin trying to ignore the fact he was on a boat at all,, the rest of his time not being coaxed out by u he spent napping in a deck chair w u often lounging beside him n watching over his sleep carefully, also making sure he didnt burn n lathering her exposed skin in sunblock as much as u could as he slept

U two kept busy in the cabin tho I mean it was ur honeymoon after all ;;;))) so he ravaged u as often as he could bc not only were u a comfort but also a distraction,, u did other things as well tho like laying n listening to ur favourite radio shows or playing guitar to him or sketching him or dancing together or once even doing a silly little fashion show where he def tripped after putting on ur heels

He did have a few attacks tho but u had prepared as best u could n even if some of ur cabin took a beating in an outburst u had always managed to talk him down n he spent a lot of time in ur arms

His breakdowns btw would come suddenly when something would trigger him like a sudden movement or a splash against ur window n then he would get angry n scared n become protective of u until his aggression bubbled over into hot tears drowned out by ur soft words of confirmation trying to tell him u were on a modest cruise liner n u were going to Europe n that the guns n the bombs n the tropical climate were all far away n u would pull him into a cold shower w u n he would often (fuck u hard first then) just cling to u n cry until he could calm down n fall asleep n if he stirred in his sleep u would repeat the process until he could sleep soundly

He was gr8tful to finally be off the boat n back on land tho n once in Paris the two of u could rly enjoy ur honeymoon beginning w breaking in ur hotel bed ;;;)))

But then the two of u got to see the Eiffel Tower n the Seine n the Louvre n Notre dame n it was all so amazing!!!! U spent half the time w ur head in ur sketchbook n he spent all his time taking photos of u w ur head in ur sketchbook lol

The photos were brilliant n sweet n excessive n there were def a few of u bare n freshly fucked (pardon my french) w the Parisian skyline out the window behind u, the morning like shining thru ur messy hair like a halo,, but there were also many of him from the perspective of u kneeling over him n many more of both of u playfully holding up the tower or picnicking in front of a cathedral w u plucking at ur guitar or him w a bottle of wine at his lips

It was all v picturesque n romantic n perfect n u thought he deserved nothing less n he thought the same for u ::""))

U spent about 4 weeks there together n he had throughly used his time to fuck u in every way possible n use every toy u brought with but then it was suddenly time to go home n u were concerned about eugene being back on the boat but he seemed less nervous when u got on n he admitted to feeling a lot better after the first trip n this time he actually went out w u n u played board games w other passengers n danced in the halls n sang w the cabaret n he still sunbathed n napped n made love to u n wrecked ur cabin n u still listened to all ur radio shows n drew n sang but ur lives felt more full somehow after this experience

Oh n u def showed off everything u had bought is Paris n as much as he loved that silk dress on u he loved peeling it off u even more ;;;)))

He rly did feel better when u were finally home to ur little cottage for the first time together as a globetrotting married couple ::"")) he felt better that he hadnt handled it nearly as bad as hed expected n urs n his trip abroad left u feeling loved n cultured n more experienced in life plus u both had taken a huge chance n now u were better for it n felt more capable n confident that he was getting better n it was an affirmation that u would take care of him n that u would always be there for him, just as u had said in ur vows ::""))

He was happy to consummate ur new marriage in ur own bed for the first time tho lol n on top of that gr8 feeling it was just gr8 that he felt less held back w u there w him especially after the boat experience

So yeah a quick note I rly do think he would be terrified of ever stepping foot on a boat again n would refuse it n be vvv adamant about not doing it again for a vvv long time but I think he could be worn down n would EVENTUALLY be ok w it but maybe not this fast n tho I dont feel like I go into much detail here he def has a hard time on the boat as well like hes just agitated the whole time n probably was prescribed some medication for it if just some motion or sea sickness meds n maybe anxiety but i would say it prolly makes him drowsy so hes kinda out of it which keeps him calm but doesnt stop certain flashbacks n maybe he lashes out n hurts someone once in a while cus it's incredibly traumatic returning to that environment but anyway yeah he would be v fidgety n not like it but in this scenario hes willing to take a chance given how well hes been recovering n how much he trusts u n how much u have helped him n the option had pull so that's why but rly I dont think irl he would have gone back on a boat anywhere near that soon but this is romantic fiction so ::))

Also I have a v specific image of who eugene is w if u cant tell lol so I'm sorry for that specificity but I'm so whipped for him n his gal I lov sm I hope u enjoy n guys I'm so motivated to finally write out the storyline I have for him I'm gonna finally get out his fic ok I promise

#she has a voice!!!#joe mazzello #not queen #nut #the pacific #eugene sledge x reader #eugene sledge #anon asks #answered asks #send asks #send me asks #asks #anons #anon me too wow #anon #send me anons #anonymous

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magalamantle · 7 years

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SO THIS IS... a really long post of a bigass ask meme, all the answers, about a fallout oc!!! ummm for warnings. #violence #alcohol #alcoholism #drug abuse ?

IM LIKE INFINITELY SORRY if this is just long, and the whole dash, on like, mobile or anything, i got carried away and had a lot of fun with it um,,,,

OK SO TO START OUT a quick summary of this character: marion tremblay, 26 years old, they/them pronouns, a courier six (but i might write them into a non-six role idk) with Sight Gone Wrong. imagine savestates, but the character only experiences the "canonical" ie last save. so they go from neutral to knowing exactly how to process a situation, but it causes a LOT of stress on them, including an incredibly distinctive negative feeling when a "save" occurs and nightmares depicting all the plays gone wrong. in addition, the successful path isnt always harmless, and often leads to heavy injury - just not death. not to mention the fact that the successful path doesnt always help people theyre trying to help, just them.

http://www.hairfinder.com/hairstyles5/carpy-hairstyle7.htm

http://www.hairfinder.com/hairstyles6/hairstyle-carpy12.htm

marion is incredibly stressed and doesnt get it, runs into danger and knows exactly what to do, doesnt know why, doesnt understand how it all adds together, and doesnt understand to maybe take it a little slower. then again, when they try to chill out and live normally the nightmares just get worse and worse. so basically they self medicate to dull the dreams a bit and it just makes everything even more stressful.

theyre a courier/jack of all trades/mercenary type that uses a recharger pistol, and has no self of self preservation. is struggling, indulges often, and is impossibly easy to charm. does things for the fuck of it, anxious, hesitantly affectionate, eventually very protective and supportive, childish and constantly tired lol.

anyway heres the questions!!!

Which Fallout game are they from? new vegas :Y

Which faction(s) did they join and which did they destroy? Why? they end up joining the ncr - they have plans and intentions to go for a free vegas, but realize eventually that the ncr is probably a lot closer to a safe vegas than they were before. kind of insists that the people get a say in things.

DOES have enough time to basically fuss with all the families on the strip and various societies - basically destroys the omertas, takes a long time and a lot of trauma to fix the situation of the white glove society, keeps house alive but out of power which basically really fucks marion up for a long long time, they then spend a million years slowly working their way into the brotherhood of steel to try to get them to kind of... not be involved anymore, same with the khans

they dooooo clear out vault 3 entirely though

What is their S.P.E.C.I.A.L.? str 4; per 8; end 5; cha 4; int 7; agi 3; luk 9. peep that luck bro

Give us a summary of their backstory. OK SO... marion was part of a pretty biggish family closer up north, just kind of, they did business and were vaguely well off. they were always pretty pretentious and loved reading books n shit, tinkering with tech, so their parents were v happy with it. then around the age of thirteen their sight started kicking in, which manifested itself at first as just like a really heavy uneasy feeling whenever something was about to happen, and later kind of... worked itself into what it is now. anyway, they didnt cope very well with it and ended up fucking up a lot of relationships and things when they booked it at about seventeen.

at which point they kind of became a jack of all trades, constantly travelling, settling generally in the mojave. courier mostly at first, then eventually also a mercenary when the business started booming. they constantly had like, at least a couple dozen things going on, so occasionally they would forget a job or two. but considering their sight, they more or less had the ability to go into places that literally no one else could and come out bruised and bloodied but alive. so generally? business was good.

they did a lot of putzing around the strip, helped the followers a bit, etc. just generally has a little bit of history in most parts of the mojave.

after they got shot they forgot some... importantish things, but anyway they eventually fucked off, got ed-e, wandered around, rescued raul+visited him until they eventually just invited him along.

What’s their full name and does it have a meaning? Do they have any nicknames and how did they get em? marion tremblay - a quebecois name basically, uh pretty much their family line came from canada pre annex and were bitter about it.

What’s their sexual, romantic, and gender orientation? Do they feel comfortable telling other people? theyre nonbinary, just kind of, everythings a mess. nothing is definite. they have bigger stuff going on lol. just accepts whatever theyre labelled, but will explain if pressed

Do they have any mental illnesses? How do they cope? uhhh technically they have... some sort of flashbacks, from their sight, that gives them really horrible nightmares. they definitely self medicate its pretty bad. of course they dont really associate their habit of running into danger with their anxiety and attacks and shit, so they basically end up dissociating and confused most of the time, and figure thats just the way it is. and drink. gestures

Do they have any medical conditions? Is medicine/ treatment available for them? nah marions got nothing. theyre surprisingly physically healthy considering the fact that theyre basically useless physically

How much do they care about their outer appearance? What’s their “beauty routine”? How often do they shower/ bathe? they care just as little about bathing as most people in the mojave, but appreciate the ability to wash their hair - comb it pretty regularily. it gets really bad and knotted if they dont

What do they fear the most? their shitty vision failing to manage to do anything for people they love. its done it before

They’re biggest flaw? Do they recognize it as a flaw? their total lack of self-preservation and knowledge of self. like theyll do unhealthy stuff and get totally confused why they feel like shit, dont understand that running into things carelessly is what is making them constantly anxious and depressed, and they think that their inability to talk to people is what is fucking things up

What are they most insecure about? they pretty much lack any insecurity. they know theyre pretty bad at talking to people, but theyre not so much nervous about it as just dont really like doing it

What Wasteland threat do they fear the most? (ex. Deathclaws, super mutants, raiders) most bugs actually. since their sight kind of just keeps them from dying, it usually keeps them from dealing with deathclaws at all - but hanging around cazadores and getting poisoned just kind of means downing so many bottles of water and antivenoms, and it fucking Hurts. plus they just find the way they move really really disgusting lol

What’s their zodiac sign or which one do you think they relate to the most? What are their placements (if you know them)? (ex. Aries sun, Taurus moon, Aquarius Venus) mnmnnmn pisces sun. taurus moon.

What’s their Myers–Briggs Type? (ex. ENTP, ISFJ) infp lol

What Harry Potter house would they be in? (ex. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw) gonna say hufflepuff because theyre a big softie when it comes to people they actually do like

Which Pokemon Go team would they choose? (ex. Instinct, Valor, Mystic) uh probably instinct? i think thats the yellow one right?

Out of the nine forms of intelligence (rhythmic, spatial, linguistic, mathematical, kinesthetic, interpersonal, intrapersonal, naturalistic, and existential) which one(s) are they really good at and which one(s) is(are) their weakest? theyre really good with math and rhythm - not quite as good with interpersonal stuff, or intra for that matter. they dont know shit about themself lol. theyre really good at science stuff in general, though - comes from fiddling with that sort of shit

What natural alignment are they? (ex. Lawful Good, Chaotic Evil)

im not too good at pinning down characters, but honestly somewhere between chaotic good and true neutral. will help people, sure, for a price - or if they seem really really desperate. dislikes copious rules but wont go out of way to topple rules so long as they seem more or less fair

Do they have any hobbies? What are they?

they play harmonica! they like to think up songs, make harmonies to the songs on the radio. when they were little they liked to fuss with math puzzles and science shit but lost a lot of the focus as their sight got stronger, stopped being able to sit still long enough to really work on stuff. they like to fuss with ed-e sometimes lol. upgrades n stuff. polishin him

Do they have a favorite holiday? How do they celebrate it? when marion was more into consistent courier-ing, they liked pretty much any holiday that people sent gifts to each other. good for business, it was nice to see people so happy, PLUS people always tipped really well and gave them free food n stuff out of thankfulness.

What’s their favorite season? autumn, mostly - most fair weather. loves the winter when theres no storms or anything - nice to wear lots of layers of clothing and have it be appropriate.

Do they have a temper or are they level headed? pretty level headed, but when they lose their temper they sound kind of ridiculous because their voice gets really high and they??? talk like???? this?????? and theres a lot of gesturing.

they dont really so much lose their temper when they go into combat situations simply because they tend to go from zero to everyones dead, pew pew pew. it does happen sometimes in really tough, long situations, but as it turns out being angry doesnt really make your laser pistol shoot any better or harder Do they express their emotions freely or hide their true feelings? theyre so un-in-tune with their own feelings that they tend to not understand why or what theyre feeling. so its not so much hiding as like ????!??!!?!?!?!?

Are they a leader or a follower?

a leader out of necessity.

How do they come off to others? What first impression do they usually make? creepy. first impression is generally that theyre very businesslike, probably too frail to complete a job. “whys this person being so nice when they look like they want to eat me”

Do they prefer to travel alone or with company? Who have they traveled with if any? Current companion if any? they basically never travelled with a companion until recently. started traveling with ed-e, basically just because he makes sounds when things are happening, eventually found raul and after a good couple times of going back to him to get their laser pistol fixed just kind of invited him to come along. didnt realize he wouldnt be able to fix their pistol on the way lol

Would you describe them as selfless or selfish? Does it depend on the situation? they have the ability to be pretty selfless for the most part since theyre pretty well off from all the work they did before getting shot in the head. on the other hand, theyre not really used to hanging out with other people so theyre kind of selfish when it comes to food n stuff, at least until they got sassed enough for it

What do they find most attractive in others? Name at least one psychological and physical trait. (doesn’t have to be romantic attraction) they usually like people with silver tongues and wide shoulders

Do they flirt often? How easily do they fall in love? they basically do not flirt. they dont register flirting, either. its pretty easy to charm them, but marion is not... a charming person

What’s their love life like? Are they interested in anyone or in a relationship? listen i made the with the almost exclusive purpose of dating raul so. interested lol

Do they prefer to solve things diplomatically or using violence? diplomatically. they generally dislike having to actually, be in danger, but theyre really not charismatic so it usually ends up resorting to either violence, or very well-backed up threats

What is their combat style? What range do they prefer? Do they sneak? they are TOTAL SHIT at sneaking, for like no reason. theyre just... really not athletically inclined. their strategy is usually run and gun, dont stop moving, ABS - always be shooting. turns out when you have a rechargeable gun and the luck of the devil, it doesnt matter how many bullets you take as long as you win lol

What weapon(s) do they always carry with them? recharger pistol!!! they also carry a tiny bowie knife just in case. mostly used to cut plants off stems and cut meat off things. its a whole experience

Their most prized possession? pretty much everything they own is replaceable. the harmonica is nice, cause it pretty much still works entirely, but its definitely not super special or anything. theyd still sell it for a nice meal though

Their thoughts on power armor? a nice idea, but full heavy armor makes it kind of difficult to travel large distances, especially over mountains n shit

Favorite armor/ outfit? gecko-backed leather armor, plus a shitty hood they slapped on top of it. they think it looks so cool, plus its plain enough that its comfortable. they really want a tux lol

How’s their aim? Do their hands shake while pointing a gun? a gun? yes. a laser pistol? no. the second things have like, physical bullets in it, they get super stressed. using lasers instead of pistols or bullets allows a certain level of, like, disconnection from the situation.

What are their thoughts on having to kill on a daily bases in order to survive? Does it take a toll on them? Or do they shake it off rather easily? they really hate it. but honestly they get worse nightmares if they dont keep doing things, like constantly. they prefer to not really have to kill people, so tend to like... threaten and bluster their way through things pretty often. they wont chase down a fleeing enemy unless theyre really super in the zone

Thoughts on death if any? (ex. Fear it, accept it) definitely fear. they pretty much cant die, so theyre pretty confident about it, but its mostly because they manage to disconnect so much from situations that it basically just gives them night terrors. like i said before, complete disconnection from their own emotions. basically a whole lot of marions problems could be fixed by accepting that maybe running into danger is a bad idea, even if they basically cant die.

tl;dr, they think they accept it, but 100% fear

Do they move around a lot or prefer to have a place to call home? they move around SO much. marions pretty much been on the move since they turned 17, constantly doing just about anything they could get their hands on. a million jobs all at once

What’s their favorite location? the strip. they pretty much used to spend most of their spare time down there - loved the food at the ultra luxe, the booze n drugs at gomorrah, and the music company and games at the tops. a couple days of throwing caps down the drain, followed by doing a bunch of odd jobs in the area is a good way of spending a whole week. then, once they had enough messages and packages and people to kill/find, theyd take off again

Their opinions on ghouls, feral and not feral? marion kind of sees themself in feral ghouls. impossible to kill, but at what cost, etc etc. very angsty. thinks ghoul voices are actually kind of pretty

Do they scavenge for their supplies or simply buy them? combination. scavenges what they can, buys the rest. when youre as lucky as they are when finding bullets and bits, you definitely have enough caps for everything else. since theyre shit at repairing, they always get their equipment repaired while out

Are they the type to get distracted and go off to an unknown nearby location or do they stay on track? they definitely amble. long term plans are definite, but when you have maybe five jobs happening at once it doesnt hurt to step aside and grab a new one on the way

How do they sleep? Are they picky about where and how or can they sleep basically anywhere? they tend to get themself pretty blitzed to be able to sleep with few dreams. as a result they can pretty much sleep anywhere, but theyre pretty fitful about it

What’s their favorite radio station and song? (post-apocalypse) they used to like butcher pete but got pretty tired of it after a good, long amount of time. now they think aint that a kick in the head is super funny. since they got shot in the head.

theyre okay with literally every radio station, but likes black mountain radio a lot even though its a lot weirder than it was before. theyre really not sure if the people on the radio are uh ok but uh. makes it a point to eventually check that out.

What’s their favorite post-apocalyptic food? Are they a picky eater? Do they know how to cook? they fucking LOVE fresh fruit - trail mix is a huge fave, nd theyll pay pretty much any amount of money for it, especially since it keeps pretty well. theyre also a fan of like, gourmet shit, since they have the money to spend on it. good steaks are nice. theyre pretty picky, but they usually have a pretty good supply of long-keeping foods to eat on the road. they cant really cook that well though

What’s their favorite beverage? Do they drink alcohol? vodka is a fave. gets them real drunk real fast. a long time ago they managed to trade for some nuka-cherry and its basically their favourite thing in the whole world??????? has a weird distaste for sunset sarsaparilla and gives it all to raul

Do they have any tag skills? energy weapons, science, medicine. really good with e.weapons, more than decent with science, pretty good with medicine. mostly out of patching self up.

Anything they like to collect? (ex. Unique weapons, Bobbleheads) Caps Lol. nah but really they pick up anything that seems interesting to sell. they do have a big intention to buy the unique recharger pistol but its never in stock whenever they go to the kiosk

Are they good at disarming traps or do they constantly miss them? theyre pretty shitty at getting traps, but their luck is amazing with it. they can pretty much walk through a minefield just fine. like running through is safer than trying to disarm, because when you run through a minefield you either die or you dont - when you try really delicately you might blow some important bits up, but you wont die lol

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cafffeinations · 7 years

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It’s amelietweek! \o/ Here’s something for the day 4 prompt College/University AU. It also features Estonia as Lithuania’s room mate, and has mentions of Canada (I think Himaruya put Estonia’s ‘human age’ as younger than America, but here he’s older, like Lithuania). Its ~2,400 words and can be read on AO3 here

Somehow Alfred not being there is just as distracting as when he is, but Eduard is oh so fortunately around to inform him why.

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Seeing as Alfred isn't around, there's really no excuse why Toris isn't getting on with any work. Without the stories about his day or the new people he always seems to be meeting, explanations about whatever new thing he's into that week and just his exuberant presence in general, it's a much quieter and study-friendly Tuesday evening than Toris usually has.

Yet whenever he tries to focus on the paragraphs before him, the blinking cursor reminding him how unfinished they are, his eyes manage to glance of their own accord back to the clock at the bottom of the screen. He's usually here by now, the thought cycle begins, I wonder what he's up to?

But as the more rational part of his mind points out, there's no real reason for him to be here; just because he usually comes by doesn't mean he has to.

That should be the end of it, but he just cant help but imagine where he is, be it eating with friends or out running or maybe even studying - unlikely, he smiles wryly to himself, remembering how Alfred had proclaimed that he's 'better off' cramming before finals or he'll just forget everything. Toris had questioned if that really was so wise, to which Alfred had stuck out his tongue, making such a silly face that he'd laughed and -

His word count still has not gone up.

With a sigh he leans back and stretches his arms and shoulders, mentally berating himself, just as Eduard comes through the door.

"Hey," he greets, sliding his backpack onto the bed on his side of the room, "that doesn't look so promising."

"Yeah, I'm not having the most productive time," Toris replies ruefully, trying not to calculate the days and hours until the one of his many deadlines.

"Well don't worry, you'll manage. You always get it done," Eduard reassures him, and he smiles gratefully, at least until he continues, "especially as it seems our resident freshman isn't around for once to distract you."

"Oh, don't be mean," Toris resists the urge to roll his eyes, a vague idea of where Eduard is headed, "he doesn't come here that much."

"If you say so," Eduard says in a tone that clearly doesn't believe him.

"Its only on Tuesdays when he has a late class over here," Toris bites against his better judgement, referring to the computer suite they live near, "and some Wednesdays if he has time to kill before baseball practice...and maybe on Fridays because of that burger stand he likes." (It was, according to Alfred himself, the best he'd had since moving from home).

"Hmm. How convenient."

"Plus he thinks that he can get your help with his coding or whatever it is you computer guys do!"

"He wishes! That was a one time deal and he knows it." Tutting, he boots his computer up (but Toris knows that as much as Eduard grumbles about Alfred, he finds him nice enough or he wouldn't put up with him coming over at all). "No, it's not me he treks over here for."

There's an emphasis there that he can't help himself but address. "I know what you're saying, and stop it. We just get along well, that's all."

"I'm not saying anything."

"You are," he grumbles.

"Well it's not my fault he's got a major crush on you, is it? I'm just pointing out the obvious. Yes, it's obvious," he interrupts before Toris can say otherwise, "and you like him back, or you'd be busy working instead of sat there looking at the time."

"I wasn't- I was just- reading and planning what to write!" he protests, lying, and wondering not for the first time how Eduard manages to pick up on things he'd really rather he didn't.

"Very convincing," he says dryly.

As if to make a point Toris turns back to his screen, but he's not reading anything at all.

It's not exactly something he's never thought about, but he hadn't realised that it was so obvious. Or maybe Eduard was just too perceptive for his own good - he hoped that was the case.

"I don't think Alfred swings that way anyway," he says after a while, not quite as casually as he intended, but luckily Eduard is rifling through a pile of notes, not seeing his faint blush.

"You'll never know if you don't try," he shrugs, "You should just ask him. If you can get a word in against all the nonsense he chats, anyway."

Alfred did talk a lot, yes, but Toris enjoys it so long as he can keep up with the tangents that he sometimes flies into. And it wasn't all nonsense - if you really listened, there was more to him than just loudness and energy.

This was particularly apparent when they were alone. Then, it wasn't unusual for him to talk in, well how could he put it...just a different kind of way, one that led Toris to discover this more rounded side of him. Not that he meant Alfred was a superficial person or anything - really he was pretty damn genuine to all - but just that being on the go as much as he was, and as breezily as he interacted with so many people, he didn't think many (if any) got to see the depths that he did.

And maybe this wasn't all that unique, because wasn't everyone the same? Not many share their deeper thoughts with everyone in everyday conversation now, do they?

But the fact that Alfred could sit on his bed and come out with all sorts of things to him, made him feel kind of special. He'd learnt for example that Alfred jokes to people about math being the end of him, but he doesn't like admitting he'd been close to not making it to college at all until he'd taken extra tutoring; he knows that Alfred has a twin brother who he has little in common with but still 'actually kind of misses', and wishes they were closer; he knows as well that he's got some sort of hang-up about missing out on things and that's why he likes to get involved in so much.

If Toris is a bit like his confidant then he's fine with being there for him, and it doesn't mean Alfred likes him, just that they feel comfortable around each other. That's what he gets most from Alfred, he suspects; a lingering feeling of lightness, his fun and carefree manner a refreshing break from himself and the stresses he gets himself tangled up in.

Does that mean he wants more than just, hanging out though? The idea of going there, closing that distance between them when they're sat together, is far (far) from unappealing, but feelings get so messy, and...well, he should be focusing on the reason why he's here in the first place. To study, and the grades sure aren't going to achieve themselves.

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Its just as he's about to pull on his pyjamas, having managed a to-do list for tomorrow's study if not ticked any more off that night, that his phone buzzes, twice in quick succession.

There aren't that many people who message him, and sure enough its the culprit of his earlier distraction.

Hey im so sorry i didnt come over today!! blame my mom, she said she had important news and to skype her ASAP so i ran back and all it was is that shes selling the house!!

which is still important lol but i was freaking out so much thinking it was something bad! sorry

He can feel a smile creeping onto his face before he's even halfway through reading, so very much like Alfred it is to sound lively even in text. The fact that he's being thought about too may have contributed to that smile, but he means it when he replies,

You dont have to apologize! You can't ignore moms when they say its important haha. That sounds exciting!

He's barely set the phone down when it buzzes again, but this time its a call - for some reason, this makes him nervous, but before he can over-think he hits answer, grabs his key and slips out of the room so Eduard can't eavesdrop when he comes out the shower.

"Hello?"

"Hey, its me, can you talk?"

"Yeah," he says and pads past other rooms along the hall to sit out on the top step of the flight of stairs. "How are you?"

"I'm good, now!" America chirps down the phone, "Can you believe it though? She could've phrased it in a much better way, she had me so worried!"

"That's true!" Though he could also imagine Alfred doing the same, impulsively sending a message before thinking it through, "Its really fine though!"

"Yeah? You didn't miss me too much?"

Obviously Toris can't see his face, but he can picture the cheesy and slightly cocky grin all the same.

"Not much," he teases, "I have Ed for company, after all."

"Pssh, I'm much better company than he is! That guy still won't help me with my paper," he grumbles, to which Toris chuckles.

"So you're moving home then?"

"Oh yeah - well to be honest its not even a shock, before we even went to college Mom was making plans to downsize. Just means there wont be as much space to move back so no pressure for finding a job at the end, right!" He laughs loud, in somewhat contradiction to what he's just said, and Toris hopes Alfred's room mate is out or at least not trying to sleep.

"You've got a couple of years to think about that yet," he says, "there'll be room for you to stay for vacations still, right?"

"Yeah, better be. Me and Matt have already said there has to be unless she wants us fighting over who's gonna sleep on the floor!"

"You spoke to him too?"

"Mm!" he imagines Alfred is nodding, "Actually I've been on skype to him most of the night. Its been a while since we talked, you know?"

"Yeah. How is he?"

"Really good! Buried in books he says, but doing okay. He's found a group of hockey nerds so he's been getting crazy with them 'til now I'm sure."

Toris thinks he means this in an affectionate way, considering how he says that he misses the guy, but his flip-flopping in how kindly he describes his brother isn't all that new a phenomenon.

"I think college is suiting him good. I tried to ask about all the girls in those pictures with him on Facebook and he went all red and told me to mind my own business! So he must be doing well, right!" he laughs again and Toris can’t help but smile too.

"You'll have to get some of his secrets," he teases, expecting Alfred to take it in his stride.

"Yeah, maybe," he sighs, and there's a pause; not sad, just there, and for a second Toris remembers his earlier conversation with Eduard, and whether Alfred likes...

He decides against going there now.

"It's nice you're catching up."

"Yeah. I told him he should visit sometime soon. Hopefully he won't be too mad that not many people know I have a twin, ha ha...but you two would get along well I think."

"Oh yeah?"

"Uh-huh, you're both kinda quiet. And you put up with me! Actually, Matt said that-"

He waits for the rest, but instead he gets, "actually, nevermind. How was your day?"

"Um, it was fine but hey I'm curious now!" Toris answered, unsure as to what it could be.

"Nah, it's nothing. I'll tell you next time I see you. I have to go to a group project before practice tomorrow but hopefully soon?"

"Yeah, sure," Toris replies, "I don't go far!" (which except from the library, was sadly true).

"Cool. Ok, well, goodnight!"

"Night Alfred," he says, and waits for him to hang up. After a few seconds he does, but something about the abrupt end and change of track is nagging at him. It's uncharacteristic of Alfred to be hesitant, but of course he's fully entitled to his privacy. He'll just have to wait and see if he does elaborate later.

He's about to get up when his phone vibrates again, making him jump.

"Hello?"

"Ok so I'm sorry if this weird but basically he said I talked about you so much he couldn't wait to meet you and he was glad that I'd found someone, and I was like what are you talking about and he was like - okay you don't need all of that, and um, do you know what I'm getting at here?"

He talks so fast it takes Toris' mind takes a while to catch up with his ears, and a few moments on top of that to fully process just what he's said.

"I, think I might," he says slowly, butterflies in his stomach.

"Do I? Come across like, I you know... like you."

He wonders what the best answer would be, and truth be told doesn't really know.

"I think only you can answer that," he says softly, and wishes he was there with Alfred now, to reassure the likely puzzled frown furrowed on his face. "For the record though, its not weird."

"It's not?"

"No, it's - it's fine. It's more than fine, actually," and he waits with bated breath for a response.

"Cool," Alfred says, which may not sound like much but he knows, he can just tell, that means he’s happy.

"Listen-," he starts at the same time as Alfred says "So-"; they laugh, nervously but happily, and he lets Alfred continue.

"I've got some stuff to figure out, about this," he says, "but I think you can help. Are you free on Friday?"

"Yes."

"Do you wanna go for a drink? Like, a proper drink. A date drink."

"That would be great," he says, beaming, and he really means it.

---

The next morning as he's about to head to the library, Eduard says, "I don't want to say I told you so, but, I told you so."

"What do you mean?" Toris says as innocently as possible, feigning ignorance.

"Funnily enough, given your denial, something's happened between you and him."

Toris exhales into an exasperated laugh. "I haven't even said anything! How can you possibly know?!"

"You've practically been smiling ever since you woke up."

And throughout the day, whenever he thinks about Friday, it's hard to stop.

#i have trouble writing short drabbles haha like my day 1 piece has ended up a bit of a jumble...im working on it #i got distracted by college/uni au...idk why i like them so much!#ameliet #amelietweek #stuff by me #aph america #aph lithuania #my fanfic

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gaynasa · 7 years

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1-85 😈

1. Are looks important in a relationship?eehhh not really?? but I mean ive got to find you attractive somehow :D

2. Are relationships ever worth it?yes yes yes

3. Are you a virgin?yep

4. Are you in a relationship?single :P

5. Are you in love?eh ive got some crushes but not rlly

6. Are you single this year?still yep

7. Can you commit to one person?v easily and completely lmao

8. Describe your crushoooh ive got two probably they’re both girls and suPER CUTE but far away so im trying not to let myself get hooked plus if i describe them they’ll def know it’s them

9. Describe your perfect mateloves me and we do things and create together and lots of stuff ugh

10. Do you believe in love at first sight?aesthetically yeah?? :0

11. Do you ever want to get married?YEAH

12. Do you forgive betrayal?lmao i mean probably yes if i like you ill probably forgive every and any thing

13. Do you get jealous easily?YEAH i try to keep it from blocking anything but yeah v much so lmao

14. Do you have a crush on anyone?i feel like this repeats its self a bit but yeah ive got two big ones rn

15. Do you have any piercings?just one on each ear

16. Do you have any tattoos?nope :0

17. Do you like kissing in public?not like making out or anything but little kisses yeah

20. Do you shower every day?yeah it’s part of my routine each morning

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you?probably not :((

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?lmao definitely not

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?easily

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?no :/

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year?idk with how i’ve been emotionally and such rn idk if it’d be a good idea but if i met the right person id be v down with it

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you?lmao yeah

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you?yes!!! it was super great

28. Have you ever been cheated on?not that i know of

29. Have you ever cheated on someone?NO

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body?yeah tbh i want to be skinnier pls also idk id think about getting chest surgery

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl?a LOT fuck me

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love?eh sort of??

33. Have you ever had sex with a man?nope

34. Have you ever had sex with a woman?nope lmao the only person id consider doing it with rn is a close tumblr friend bc i trust him and i want to some time but he’s far away

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you?yeah

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends?YEAH

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated?i dont think so

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?not really?

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?lmao all the time

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone?YES i write a lot for ppl i like

41. Have you had sex so far this year?nope

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander?lmao depends where we are

43. How long was your longest relationship?a yearish :0

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?2 girlfriends

45. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013?oooh idk

46. How many times did you have sex last year?me, a virgin, had sex 2000000000 times

47. How old are you?18

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?i support them a lot and offer to help n such and yeah

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her?hi

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept?does this mean my first gf?? yeah definitely but that would never happen :D im proud of her tho like she’s so amazing and talented and beautiful

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for?hell yes

52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why?aah idk??? mostly just me

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are?nah

54. Is there someone you will never forget?YEAH

55. Share a relationship story.aaah the first thing i ever said to my first gf was “can I borrow your hammer cuz I wanna bang that wood” bc she was cosplaying (V ATTRACTIVE) john with a giant zillyhoo hammer and i was in karkat cosplay and then i RAN AWAY bc i was shy

56. State 8 facts about your bodyi dont like it at all D:

57. Things you want to say to an exim sorry

58. What are five ways to win your heart?it;s not too hard lmao giving effort to talk to me, expressing interest in similar things or just having enthusiasm about somehting, cosplay and costuming or makeup skills, affection towards me, writing/poem/songs for me

59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!)psshh im a mes rn

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners?a year

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone?how they look?

62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you?biNCH anything i like when ppl feel like they look good and then they come and show me and its like YES also im probably a sucker for all those cliche romantic setups like yes

63. What is your definition of “having sex”?idk yet rlly

64. What is your definition of cheating?going behind your partner’s back

65. What is your favourite foreplay routine?i haven’t really gotten to do much D: i like making out??? i rlly like neck kisses and like pinning ppl down (or being pinned) and kissing them everywhere

66. What is your favourite roleplay?pretending we’re both okay

67. What is your idea of the perfect date?ahh i dont wanna make myself sad bc i wont get one for a long time probably

68. What is your sexual orientation?asexual? im p neutral about sex i dont mind the action ig and id do it with someone i trust but ive never been like attracted sexually

69. What turns you off?conservatives and being rude also baby talk 100% dont play dumb with me

70. What turns you on?kjnbjkebnjkbneanjgh things

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream?we aint admitting to that kind of shit

72. What words do you like to hear during sex?idk yet my dude

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you?buy me stuff rn i want sclera lenses so BAD also just being together and little signs and aaah idk

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for?im not sure?

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you?dang idk about sweetest but a couple weeks ago a dude i know bought me a mimikyu pin and card randomly bc he knew they’re my favorite and im still crying

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone?ooh someone would have to tell me that i do my best

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships?under 18 probably no more than a two year difference?? if that makes sense but once both are older i think it’s less bad probably not more than like 8 years at most?? at most

78. What’s your dirtiest secret?if i told you it wouldn’t be secret

79. When was the last time you felt jealous?24/7 my dude

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them?lmao i literally told Nora that at the top of this I love Nora

81. Who are five people you find attractive?Annie, Ava, Sky, César, Sofija, and Shay

82. Who is the last person you hugged?I think Kyle???

83. Who was your first kiss with?first romantic one is my first gf Hannah

84. Why did your last relationship fail?a lot of combined reasons ig mostly that it wasn’t felt anymore

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet?maybe?? id want to meet irl

#thestudystruggle

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fictionalrat · 7 years

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let it happen | chapter one

pairing: klance

a/n: i’m pretty shit at summaries

IT’S A COLLEGE AU BRO | lance’s working on a new creative writing project. that’s it, that’s all i’m gonna give y’all.

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“No.”

Lance drops his cue on the floor dramatically.

“LANCE!” Shiro warns from behind the bar, making Lance wince and throw him an apologetic smile over his shoulder.

“LOVE YOU, TAKASHI!” Lance yells back, then looks back at Keith and whines. “AWWWW COME ON, KEITH!!!!!” He throws his head back like a tantrum-throwing kid, his arms flailing.

“Nope.” Keith leans over the table, aims and takes the shot, his cue slides smoothly between his fingers. The ball falls into the pocket with a satisfying thunk. He points at Lance and smirks so fucking proud of himself Lance almost combusts, “SCORE, SUCKER.”

“Wow.” Lance bats his eyelashes, adding a sweet lilt to his voice, “Great shot there, Mullet. I didn’t know you were so awesome, I’m impressed.”

Keith scoffs. “That’s a…” He stares at Lance dead in the eyes, “no.”

Lance juts out his bottom lip, picking up his cue dejectedly and getting back to the game. He goes silent for a moment only to take his shot, the ball hits the side of the pocket and bounces back, taking away his hopes and dreams, so Lance curses. Keith snorts, then shrugs when Lance looks at him like he’d just shot a puppy.

“Seriously Keiiiiith,” He implores, “I need your help. Pretty, pretty please. I’ll do whatever you want. Pleeeeaaassseeeeeee.”

Keith hums thoughtfully, considering, with his chin propped on the tip of his cue, “Nope.” His lips pop around the last syllable.

“PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEEEEEEEAAAAASE.”

“Yeah, okay.”

Lance brightens. “Really?” He asks, his heart swelling with hope.

Keith snorts, “Course not, dumbass. Quit being a baby and get back to the game. Jesus!”

Lance huffs indignantly but yields. For now.

Day 1

“Yo, Keith!” He calls out when he spots that ugly mullet hunched over a stack of books. Keith’s head shots up so fast his glasses go askew when he hears his name and Lance smiles to himself. Keith’s frown turns into an ugly glare when he realizes it’s Lance who’s approaching him.

“Keep quiet, you fiend,” Keith reprimands him, adjusting his glasses as Lance dumps himself on the chair next to Keith’s. Lance waves him off, so Keith turns his attention back to his books.

“So Keith,” Lance taps his fingers on the table.

Keith hums in lieu of an answer, his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as he scribbles down on his notepad. Lance thinks that’s kind of adorable.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna help me? Like, super sure? 100%?”

Keith sighs and glowers up at him, his brows furrowed in annoyance, “Are you really gonna do this right now? Can’t you wait a minute? I’m trying to study.”

“I don’t mind waiting, go ahead,” Lance shrugs, grinning. Keith squints at him for a second before pushing his glasses up and going back to his notes. Lance picks up one of the open books on the table and flips through its pages absentmindedly.

“Keith,” Lance calls when he gets too bored, closing the book and throwing it back on the table. Keith ignores him, though. So he tries again, louder. “Keith!”

Keith clenches his jaw.

“Keith,” Lance singsongs. “Keith, Keith, Keith, Keith. Keiiiiithhhhh!”

Keith rolls his eyes, still not looking at him.

“Awwwwwww Keith,” Lance cries, pouting, “Why are you like this? I’m hurt.”

Lance freezes when a new, polite yet annoyed voice pipes in behind him. “Sir,” He looks over his shoulder so he can see the librarian frowning at him, her arms crossed, “would you mind keeping your voice down or should I call security?”

Lance looks back at Keith for help, his eyes pleading. Keith isn’t looking at him, though, but at the woman instead.

Keith’s mouth twitches. “Oh please do,” he insists, dropping his pen down on his notepad so he can mimic her stance, “I’m trying to study here but this guy here’s getting in the way, so I’d truly appreciate if you did kick him out.”

Lance gapes at him, the asshole! He clamps his mouth shut, then turns to the librarian. He grimaces apologetically at her. “I’m sorry, ma'am.” He says, “There’s no need for that, I’ll shut up.”

She squints at him, skeptical, but nods and leaves anyway.

Lance thunks his forehead on the table and groans. “I hate you,” Lance hisses under his breath. He hears Keith chuckle, then groans again.

Asshole.

Day 2

Lance trudges into the bathroom with his laptop in one hand and aggressively pulls the shower curtain open with the other. “Keith, I really need your help with this.” He waves his laptop at Keith.

“WHAT THE FUCK.” Keith yelps, covering his crotch with the shampoo bottle. Lance can’t focus on Keith’s dick when his mullet’s all foamy and ridiculous like that. He can’t help but snort. “I already told you no, you fucking pervert.” Keith snarls, “Get out.”

Lance doesn’t dwell on Keith’s mullet too much, he’s a man on a mission, after all. He pouts, “I’m serious, Keith! This is important.”

“I don’t care, get the fuck out.”

“But Keith,” he whines.

“No,” Keith throws the bottle he’s holding at Lance’s head. Lance yelps and almost drops his laptop trying to dodge it.

Lance gapes at him, hugging his laptop to his chest, “CAREFUL, KEITH!”

“Out!” Keith growls, throwing the conditioner bottle at him this time.

“Ugh, fine!” Lance grumbles, defeated and stomps out of the bathroom.

Day 3

“Okay, I have an idea.”

“Shoot,” Keith says as he straps on his gloves.

Lance cracks his neck, “If I win this match, you’ll help me with my story.”

Keith scoffs as he jumps on his spot, rolling his shoulders.

Lance levels him with a look and adopts a fighting stance, “I’m serious.”

Keith lifts one eyebrow, challenging, “Come at me, then.” He beckons Lance forward with his hands.

Lance lunges at him, pulling him into a headlock. Keith hooks his arms around Lance’s thigh, hoists him up by the crotch and throws him down on the mat. Lance grunts and scrambles back on his feet.

He’s back on the floor in a matter of seconds, his torso pressed to the mat by Keith’s forearms as he straddles Lance’s ass, “Do you yield?”

Lance taps the mat twice and Keith rolls off him, cackling triumphantly.

Day 4

Lance (10:20 p.m.)

hey keith

Lance (10:22 p.m.)

keith

Lance (10:23 p.m.)

KEITH

Lance (10:26 p.m.)

key lime pie

keithypoo

keef

keithy kat

Keith (10:34 p.m.)

the fuck do u want

also why are u texting me???

ure literally a door away u idiot

Lance (10:35 p.m.)

im feeling too lazy

Keith (10:40 p.m.)

okay

what do u want???

Lance (10:42 p.m.)

i need ur help with something

Lance (10:48 p.m.)

KEITH ANSWER ME

Keith (10:50 p.m.)

oH HELL NO

not this again

[eyeroll emoji]

ask one of ur classmates

Lance (10:52 p.m.)

but keeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiith

they dont know me like u do

also they dont have ur mad editing skills

plus theyre not my friends

Keith (10:54 p.m.)

im not ur friend either

i just need u to split the rent

Lance (10:55 p.m.)

THATS A LIE AND U KNOW IT

Lance (10:56 p.m.)

right?

Lance (11:00 p.m.)

RIGHT?????????

DONT IGNORE ME KEITH

Keith (11:01 p.m.)

Lance (11:01 p.m.)

OMG

I FUCKING HATE U

U ASSHOLE

Keith (11:05 p.m.)

good night lance :)

Lance (11:06 p.m.)

UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GO PISS UP A FLAGPOLE

Keith (11:07 p.m.)

Day 5

Knuckles rap on his door.

“Can I come in?” Lance asks.

“Yeah, Lance,” Keith says, taking off his glasses and sitting up on his bed. He rubs his eyes, yawning.

Lance enters Keith’s bedroom with a pout and his laptop clutched to his chest.

Keith rolls his eyes and sighs, slumping back on his bed. “Okay, fine!” He relents, rubbing his temples, “I’ll do it, I’ll edit your fucking porn.”

Lance splutters indignantly, “I TOLD YOU ALREADY KEITH, IT’S EROTICA!!!”

Keith snorts, “Yeah, whatever.”

#klance #keith #lance #klance fic #voltron fic #voltron #vld #keith x lance #my stuff

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imagine-fairytail-dorks-blog · 7 years

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Ya girl's here to send a matchup lmao! My MBTI personality is ISFJ. I'm Asexual Panromantic. I love to joke around (PUNS) and I think everything is funny tbh! (Send help, I laugh at everything..) Cats are my favorite animal, and I may or may not (I DO) have more pictures of my cat on my phone than I do of myself... Coming from the background that I did, the people I consider 'family,' are not blood-related. I care more for friends, than I do 'family,' and it really irks me when people say (1/2)

that I “have to love so-and-so because they’re your family,” like… that’s not really true, but okay?? Family is just a pretty sensitive topic tbh.. :/ ANYWAY, although I like to joke around, I can be serious when I need to be. I’m (somewhat) able to call people out when they need to be, but sometimes my social anxiety gets in the way and I just… AHH! As for general info, I love to sing (even if I may not be the best out there), and drawing :’) I’m also a Sagittarius. Thanks in advance! (2/2)

im matching you bruh . finally. im sorry.

also im in a hulk smash mood. i wished i could smash my abusers faces they would deserve it tho.

but karma is eager so ill let it act.

and its cool bruh i have more pics of my dog than myself on the phone XDDD

also slams hands down bcs LET US ABUSE VICTIMS UNITE! i dont have family tbh for me fqamily is my best friend and my cousin , plus my dog. if they’re not on your side they’re on the abuser(s) side tbh. they’re nothing , they’re not family they’re just walking trash that should be left on in a deserted island if at least.

yknow what? punch nazi meme? punch an abuser meme needs to be done tbh

and btw im also saggy ! yay for saggies! *high fives

btw bruh im gonna say it was though to match you bcs you’re compatible with everyone basically! :O

your match up is …

ORGA NANAGEAR

see he’s even getting the mic to profess his love for you. ahem *clears throat * i mean.

why:

okay first of all your social anxiety? yeah he’s always behind you watching over you and if someone dares mess up with you he’s crushing them on an instant. #tol protects smol

this guy is a dork have you seen him? he would just walk in on your singing and join you very lamely.

probably watches you draw and is like ‘ wow what are thooooooose ?’ #very intrigued orga

puns and jokes are his jam just shower him with those ;)))

he’s totally fine with you being pan or ace. you might have to explain it to him tho.

very protective and honest like ???? you would be one of the most honest couples in the guild like???

animals !!! tho. like he wants to cuddle your cat give him the floof.

other possible match ups: lyon vastia, freed justine

#matchups #ft match ups #match ups

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I didn't look at these. 8, 18, 22, 23, 27, 33, 35, 38, 41, 50, 52, & 59.

i already did 18 but ill do the rest ok

8. What do you label yourself as? this is kinda weird, like i guess id describe myself as an artist, but i dunno i just kinda make stuff i dont really consider myself anything. :/ sorry im a lame

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it? I can scream at a really high pitch and everyone that hears it gets freaked out. i dunno if thats a talent or some weird curse but i can do that.

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of? its not at all unique but i am deathly afraid of television static. its just so loud and sudden i dunno it freaks me the fuck out.

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be? fuckinh im 17 i cant drink but i guess umm give me like fuckin a bunch of eggo waffles or maybe a cadbury creme egg ???

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back? i guess itd probably be my grandpa on my dads side. he died when my dad was 4 so he never really got to know him so i guess itd be him. plus he played the accordion and thats kinda cool

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]? actual worst at everything babe ;)

38. What is the color of your socks? plain black or white with little red parrots or brown spears ((theyre vans socks please dont make fun of me))

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor? banana

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had? whenever i constantly ask my friends ‘which is the most fuckable pokemon?’

52. How long could you go without talking? like fucking ive had practice with this so like maybe 3 or 4 days

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain. i sing in the shower and also like do weird stuff, like ill practice conversations and debates that will never ever happen just so if i ever get into an argument ill be ready BI CH

#urithebee

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neruvevo · 3 years

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tw: suicide

not exactly sure what i should call this. honestly i dont really expect anyone to read this, but like, you can if you want to?? its not a call for help or anything, i just feel like... writing out my feelings. i dont make a lot of personal posts on this site anymore, i know, but dumping this all on my private twitter would just be so troublesome??

anyway. recently i turned 20. its kinda hard to wrap my head around being alive for such a long time!! but i also cant help thinking, man, i sure have been suicidal for about half of my entire life now... in the first place, why is that? why has nothing changed?

right, it probably began from being undiagnosed autistic in my childhood. because i was such a difficult kid and nobody could understand what was wrong with me. i made everyone's lives so hard... my parents would remind me. so i ended up feeling like, if i had never been born, it would have been better for everyone, right? plus considering my trauma from child abuse, my lack of friends, no adults in my life who would listen to or understand me... its really no surprised i developed depression around age 11.

in my teenage years, i could slowly get over things from my childhood, people willing to help me and understand me from my diagnosis, more friends, etc... but what still plagued me was such a dreadful exhaustion. going to school just in itself was so.... ugh. i got so little sleep, not helped by the fact that i wouldnt WANT to sleep because i didnt feel emotionally ready to wake up and have it be another new day i have to get through. sometimes in high school i would still have to get up and go after not even getting a single hour of sleep. i dont think i was capable of going through a whole day without sleeping through at least one class. of course my grades suffered for it. which stressed me out MORE because now i would have these mountains of work i couldnt keep up with which would make me then decide to give up on even trying to pass the class... its an absolute miracle i managed to graduate. i desperately just wanted to escape from it all, to the point i would frequently wish some extreme disaster would happen to me that could leave me hospitalized or something, just to have an excuse to avoid school for a while...

... what about now? im not in school anymore. i work, but rarely. i have friends i talk to every day. i even have a girlfriend... so many things that felt so impossibly out of my reach, that i thought "if only i had these things... surely i wouldnt feel this way anymore". but nothing works. is it just pointless? why am i suicidal? what does suicide even mean to me anymore...?

its not like ive ever actively tried to take my own life... and i dont think i ever will. i have people who care about me after all, it wouldnt be fair to them. i wouldnt put them through that.

so why? i dont really have anything in particular to be sad about. im not trying to run away from anything, i dont feel like its something im obligated to... but its just... there. i could feel completely neutral and my brain will tell me, "i should kill myself tomorrow." just as casually as something like "i should brush my teeth" or "i should take a shower today". it doesnt mean anything, i dont feel anything about it... so if its just like a meaningless passing thought, why do i actively fantasize about it so much? why do i picture it so brutally? why do i feel like i want to hurt myself so badly?

maybe its been there for so long, its just common thinking, natural feature of my brain at this point. maybe its all i know anymore. maybe i just never learned how to think of anything else. how to envision a future through any other lens.

i... always felt desperately like i want to be "understood". though im honestly not sure what that even means anymore, if its even possible to truly "understand" others? even though i have bursts of hyper-empathy, its not like i actually know or feel what other people are feeling...

... i think i just want to be pitied. i want people to look at me and think "this should not have happened to you. thats awful, and you did not deserve any of this." and maybe my continued suicidal feelings are just a twisted extension of this... if i took my own life, would it make everyone open their eyes to how ive suffered? will they feel sorry for me? the thought brings me... comfort. what a pathetic form of validation.

but at the end of the day, i really really hate making other people feel sad for me... which is so conflicting. i want to tell everyone my feelings, to have them understood and validated, but then i dont want to say anything, or at least sugar-coat them, so i dont make anyone feel upset... so what do i really want? i honestly dont know. but im trying to be ok with that too. sometimes feelings dont make sense and contradict each other.

anyway i dont really know how to end this. i dont have any sort of conclusion. i suppose this, too, is just my desire for pity manifesting again?

#Muffin says something

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