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leclerced · 6 months

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But if we’re talking Max? I think the moment that he’d ask to share Bunny with Lando and Oscar would be both super cute and hilarious.

He’s as much as a softie when it comes to Bunny as anyone— but I feel like he’d take it like asking the parents to marry their daughter. Asking Lando to visit him for lunch and to bring Oscar since he already used the false pretense of a f1 meeting, he’d bring their favorite things and pull out a full on presentation on how he’d add to their relationship and how he’s loved Bunny for years.

Oscar and Lando would just be giggling until he brought up the slide mentioning the ways they could all fuck— graphics included, and with testimonials from his times sharing Bunny. I’m imagining a review from Charles like “10/10 the only man I would will now ever let suck my dick & dom me”, Daniel like “The perfect sub when the time calls for it, let me make him eat Bunny out (thought he would have anyways)while I fucked her throat and I came harder than I ever have”, and a random one from Lance saying “he actually g took it seriously when I said I needed someone to teach me how to eat a girl out, I did it and Bunny came so hard she cried, 10/10”.

And all of a sudden, they’re taking it seriously— they’ve started to receive the boyfriend experience with gifts, but the ideas of what they could all do together? Now that’s what gets them to take it seriously because while they’ve gotten gifts from Lance, the second they brought up the idea of sleeping with Bunny together, he goes full “no homo” but I can’t imagine a dick near me during it, I can’t come if there’s another dude.

So after the presentation they’re like— ok let’s take a trial run.. a date and then we’ll see what happens after?- 🐝

this is so good i love it so much pls the ending ab lance made me giggleee. oscar flirting with him, knowing it’ll freak him out, just to see his reaction. he is super freaked out like “i’m into women like listen i know i used to not eat pussy but i never have and never will suck dick. at all.” and bunny and lando are losing it like five feet away bc bunny dared oscar to do it.

max having a full slide show presentation with reviews from drivers and exes is so fucking funny. he’s telling them how he’s am in incredible boyfriend, like “you have already seen all the gifts i buy y’all and how well thought they are! but also here is ten slides showing the things i did for birthdays and christmas for my exes.” and it’s like breakfast in bed and whole house is decorated for christmas bc its the only one he’s really home for, there’s piles of gifts under the tree. it looks like a stock image or something but they recognize max’s home so they joke about him paying someone to decorate it and he gets so serious and is like “um no. i did that all myself, are you fucking with me?? this is my favorite holiday.”

he has a list of dates he would take bunny (and them if they want) and its so like he’s bribing her parents bc he’s telling them he’ll pick her up on time and will drop her off at any time they want as if she has a curfew, he’ll show up with flowers, just listing all the things he would do for her to make her happy and by the end of it lando and oscar feel like bad boyfriends bc they’ve never done half the things max says he wants to, like taking bunny on picnic dates on the beach, and she’d be blushing and smiling while watching. she was already on board before max pulled out a stupidly funny yet romantic slide show to convince them. he’d probably do it in a conference room at some track and be using the clicker and a pointer stick to emphasize things.

bunny would be on the slide show after all the reviews from drivers and exes but it’s not a quote, the last slide just has the words “bunny said she misses me.” and he’s like “okay that’s all i have to say! thanks for listening.” and she’s looking to oscar and lando like a kid asking for a pony and they can’t tell her or max with their puppy dog eyes. they go on a little date and it goes really well unsurprisingly?? max dotes on all of them and they’re like sitting around a round table and its just like easy. they all just talk about expectations in a relationship and what they want and need, and by the end of it bunny is praying oscar and lando agree bc. she wants maxie to be boyfriend number three.

#ask #anon #blindfold universe

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rieadiary · 5 months

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GET DOWN | l.jn

bottom!jeno x top!reader

summary ; wherein you were sure that your boyfriend was going to be on time this christmas but he wasn’t, and had a pay a price

warnings ; pegging, subby jeno, begging, strap-ons, toxic families

a/n ; MERRY CHRISTMAS!! my lovelies i’m feeling sm better and i wanted to put this out today because i went on a break for my health, decided to do a bottom male fic bc WHY NOT? edit: okay so this did not come out on christmas SORRY, I had writers block and I wanna apologize about that… hope you guys still enjoy this since it won on the poll!

You finished the icing on the cake as your sister and your mother walked over to you, concerned frowns on your face, “christmas dinner is almost starting and.. jeno’s not here?” Your sister questioned slightly and you sighed, a smile still present on your face, “he said he was on his way” you tried not to grit your teeth as they were only asking in concern.

“This is why I don’t make promises with your father, he never keeps them” your mother tried to joke but it only pissed you off further.

Your sister laughed as the three of you walked over to the table, “but dads here, guess that’s just your boyfriend” now both of them were laughing, spewing slick comments every now and then.

The dinner went just as you assumed, spiteful. Everyone chatted amongst themselves and recalled memories of when they were children and lived together. You even tried to butt in the conversations until your family brought up that you couldn’t keep a man and you always glued your mouth shut, whilst jeno not being here only made their jokes keep coming.

You couldn’t stomach your food and the gifting process wasn’t any better, your eldest brother thought it was funny to by you a strap on since he claimed, “you’ll be needing that since your boyfriend isn’t here for Christmas”

It annoyed you how none of your family considered your feelings, they always joked about how they assumed jeno was catfishing you or was never real and it hurt your feelings but expressing your hurt by crying or yelling would only make it worse.

The dinner ended and everyone went home, nothing but silence now filling your home. You were going to make Jeno practically beg in tears for the embarrassment you were feeling.

You heard the door unlock and the jeno slipped in your home, a big gift in hand and a dressed exceptionally nicely though it was for nothing.

“Baby, I’m so sorry I’m lat— where’s everyone?” He asked looking around and turning on the kitchen lights. You eyed him angrily, sipping on your hot chocolate silently.

“Baby,” jeno sat the gift down, “there was traffic you know I would’ve gotten here earlier if—”

“If what jeno?” You argued, setting your mug down “the jokes, the laughter, the embarrassment, and all because of traffic?” You stated in anger, watching jeno bat his eyes at you in confusion. “What? They made fun of you? Baby you know I live three hours away, I even tried waking up early, I’m sorry”

“That’s how my family is, they make fun of my pain. You’d know that if you showed up to our dinners”

Jeno sheared off his jacket, sitting down near you setting a kiss on your cheek. “I know I’m late like this all the time by there’s nothing more I can do.. baby please, I’m truly sorry” you stared in jeno’s eyes, he was obviously sorry for being late and you understood that he did indeed live three long, far hours away.

“I’m sorry they made fun again, I really wish I could’ve gotten here earlier. Maybe next time I’ll spend the night?”

The idea sparked a light inside of you, that was the perfect idea. That way, he’d already be here and neither one of you had to worry about traffic or embarrassment, though the embarrassment was only a you thing.

“Really? You’d stay with me?” You sat up with a smile, jeno nodded, “of course, I love you and I’d do anything to make you happy”

You hugged him after his affirmative words, pulling back for a quick moment “well, I’d still need something to prove that you’re sorry” you say crossing your arms, glaring at him again.

Jeno frowned, giving you the gift. “I bought you a gift!” He said and you shook your head, “I was supposed to open that awhile ago, I need something else”

“You want head?” Jeno offered, and the offer was tempting but you eyed the strap-on and another tempting idea popped into your mind.

“Nah, I got something else”

“You want to what?” Jeno asked in wide eyes, his mouth ajar.

“I want you to be my little slut, I want you to do whatever I say”

Jeno blinked, leaning back in the couch in contemplation. “Will that really make you feel better cause I could just make you cu—”

“Nope, I want you to beg for me, that will make me feel so much better” you edged closer to jeno, running your hands through his hair, “and you can’t touch me”

“Baby, where is all this coming from?” He asked feeling nervous about the idea, being out of control was not her forte. He liked seeing you beg under him, being rough but gentle in the right places. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust you, it’s just he didn’t know what exactly was going to happen next.

“Don’t know. Just wanted to try being dominant for once, try new things you know?”

No. Jeno did not know, but for you he considered trying just for you.

Jeno was laid out on the bed and seeing his nerves being frantic made you feel great, a feeling you’ve never felt before.

You crawled on top of him and jeno reached for you but you stopped him, glancing at him. “I’m sorry just— just please be gentle” he pleaded, retreating his arms back to the side of him.

“Don’t worry Jen” you placed a kiss on his lips, “I won’t hurt you, just relax” you reassured with a small smile, Jeno avoided your eyes and you bent down to kiss jeno, the kiss slow and loving, as your hands wandered down his body.

You moved down his body with kisses as he fidgeted, his hands threatening to touch you. You eyed his cock, pre-cum leaking from just you kissing his body, leaving marks was just enough to make him feel good.

“On your stomach” you ordered and jeno hesitated at first, moving onto his stomach nonetheless. “Cmon’ arch up for me” you wanted to chuckle but this wasn’t a funny moment for him, as he immediately did as told you found yourself pulling his cheeks apart, a smirk on your face as you immediately stuck your tongue inside him,

“Baby wait- oh my—” jeno moaned feeling your tongue inside him, his fingers gripping the sheet as pleasure struck inside him. You slowed your tongue down as per jeno’s request, moaning against his hole.

Jeno found himself hiding his noises by hissing and letting out small groans, his eyes closed tightly.

As you worked your tongue inside of him jeno sang praises towards you, groans that slowly mixed into moans quickly but he tried to hide them, suppress them by biting his lips.

“Baby- please, if you keep doing that I-I’ll cum” jeno pleaded in need, and you pulled away from him smirking sinisterly. You fixed yourself as you grabbed lube, spilling up your ‘cock’ as excitement sparked in you knowing this experience was purely under your control.

“Jen, you wanna be on your stomach or back?” You asked sweetly and jeno pulled his head out of the pillow, surprised that you were starting now, that this was happening now. “What? No waiting?” He breathed, his eyes watery from shutting them tightly.

“Waiting for what? You don’t exactly wait when it’s me”

“Baby i— what if it hurts?”

You titled your head at his concern, “want me to finger you? Will that help you feel better?”

“No” he shook his head, “just- slow, do it slow” he said turning on his back to face you. You nodded squirting lube on the strap on again, this time a little less. You aligned yourself with his hole and stuck it in, biting your lip when jeno made a noise of pain and pleasure.

“You okay? Want me to stop?”

Jeno shook his head no. Grabbing at the sheets again. “Move..” he approved softly, his voice weak and soft. You pushed yourself further inside of him and jeno finally let himself go as a loud moan erupt out of his mouth, his back already arching.

“Hmm? Speak to me baby, want me to stop?”

“Move baby please just move..” jeno whimpered out, bucking up accidentally when you followed his requests, filling him up all the way. You slowly started thrusting inside of him, holding his thighs tightly. Jeno’s moans quickly filled the room, his moans slowly becoming more needy and high pitched, “f-faster baby please, I need more” he begged and you smirked, speeding up rather harshly.

This whole idea had been in your mind for years now. The two of you had been in a relationship for three years now and jeno always dominated the relationship most of the time. From the way he pounded you mercifully every time y’all had sex to soft moments like him making you breakfast and buying you promise rings,

But seeing him moan so needy, begging for more and itching to grab at you made something awake inside of you. You wanted to see him like this again, you wanted to make him all messy from his cum like the good boy he was.

“Baby i—” jeno panted, tilting his head up to look at you inside of him, “baby i-i I’m cumming, I’m fu- I’m cumming please, let me please” he begged as a single tear streamed down his face, other tears pooling at his eyes.

“Cum jen, cum all over yourself, make a mess baby” you whispered to jeno who fell back on the bed with a painful moan, tugging on the sheets so roughly they tugged off the bed, as cum spiraled out of his cock onto his stomach he let out loud moans, spewing incoherent words as his climax finish.

For moment after he had finished and you pulled out it was silent, nothing but the sounds of his breathing and the sheets falling off the other sides of the bed. Jeno picked his head up to look at you and felt dizzy, overstimulated by the new experience. “I’m sorry, I can’t- I don’t have any energy” he squeezed out,

You eyed him softly, pondering what he meant. “Hm? What do you mean?” You questioned as he opened his eyes again, staring blissfully at the ceiling, “I can’t please you, I’m too tired” he further explained and you almost laughed at the statement, unsure why he would even think of returning the favor.

“Jen,” you pulled the strap-on off, walking over to him “today was only to punish you, trust me you pleased me enough by seeing you like that”

“Are you sure? We can wait like thirty minutes and I’ll—”

“No. End of discussion, now cmon, I’m gonna start you a bath” you protested as jeno nodded trying to get up but stumbling.

xoxo, riea!

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ducklimura · 1 year

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spending your holiday w riki!!

warnings ; fluff, lots of kissing, tooth rotting cuteness, cursing.

context; riki and u have been dating long term, finally you get to spend the holidays with your favorite boy.

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your boyfriend niki is coming over for christmas this year! you started dating last year but you never got to experience hanging out with him on the holidays yet.

ofc he's not ready in time bc. he's niki.

you hate him and you love him so much. he's genuinely the funniest person you know.

after around 47 minutes pass,

hearing the knocks on your door is exactly what you needed, your brother jake is excited to see your boyfriend as well, they're good friends.

"NIKI." you yelp excitingly. "baby!" he smiles and grabs your face kissing your forehead.

"niki it's so cold out come in, come in!" you grab his hand, taking a look outside. it's literally snowing??? you see his friend heeseung wave from his car and you realize that he got a special ride.

"ah, sorry i'm late. i was taking a while bc i was quickly wrapping your gifts." niki admits while taking off his jacket, his very cute brown trench coat that covers his neck and arms. he looks so handsome like that.

"gifts..? plural?" you grin.

"yes? i couldn't decide what to get you so i got you a couple things..."

"aww riki. i swear you didn't have to." you pout and he kisses your lips lightly. "of course i did." he gives you a tight hug pulling you close.

he smells exactly like the cologne he sprayed on the hoodie he gave you, this is your favorite scent.

"okay let's say hi to my parents and everyone." you intertwine fingers and look at him in admiration as he looks really nervous.

niki already met your parents but he's still the same shy boy he was when he first encountered them

of course he did fine, he talked to everyone and hung out with jake. his anxiety washed away when you would squeeze his hand under the dinner table.

there was one instance where your little cousin creeped up behind you both and teased you about holding hands. she was skipping around the table with all your family saying, "y/n has a boyfriend!!"

this made riki flustered but in the moment you couldn't help but laugh at his flushed cheeks and pay no attention to your cousin.

dinner went well, your family communicated about everything, asking him about school, his family, his life in general, his grades, and a lot more. almost like a very fun interrogation.

but now that everyone has left, it's just you and him. waiting to open each others presents.

"i'm so scared. did you actually get me a stool babe??" you laugh while lightly punching his arm.

"maybe?" he hands you a stepping stool shaped gift.

"or did you do that stupid thing where you wrap something not even remotely close to it?" you start unwrapping and unwrapping, until finally you're left with a small box. of course he pulled something like this, you love him so much.

"oh my god riki??!!!! you really didn't have to, oh my gosh i love you! i love you!!" you kiss his cheek and wrap your arms around his, he got you a necklace that has a crystal-like heart, with the date where you first started dating engraved on the side.

"do you love it?" he smiles widely knowing you're ecstatic about his gift.

"oh my gosh are you kidding? of course i love it. thank you i love you so much." you kiss his cheek nonstop waiting for him to pull away.

"okay, i know it's not much. and i'm kind of bummed you got me such a great gift because now i feel like my gift isn't enough." you frown, but he puts his hand on your cheek and smiles at you in the softest way possible.

"anything is fine i swear. if it came from my girlfriend then i love it." he tears the wrapping paper, exposing white tissue paper.

niki gasps as he sees his favorite football players jersey, but instead of neymar it says nishimura. his eyes light up and he looks like he just got the world in a present. (he's so cute help.)

"STOP YOU'RE LYING. BABE HOW'D YOU EVEN GET THIS??" he moves his hands quickly to embrace you as fast as he can. kissing your face allllll over, making you chuckle as his actions.

"i ordered it custom made!! do you love it riki?" you ask kissing his pouty lips as he's still in denial you got him such a great present.

"do i love it?? baby i am so happy, i'm gonna wear this forever. i love you so much, you know me so well. i'm gonna marry you in this jersey." he pokes fun at you, making you giggle at his stupid remark.

"oh shut up. marry neymar in that jersey."

"maybe i will??" he rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"wait i'm joking." you grab his hand away from his crossed arms.

"sorry. i have a girlfriend." he mumbles teasingly.

"oh really? and who is that?"

"her name is y/n nishimura. you wouldn't know her because she's so in love with me and doesn't know anyone else in this world?"

"nice try. i'm stealing you from her." you kiss the side of his lips.

"nope. i want my girlfriend." he faces his head away until you just take initiative and take his face in your hands, not letting him move.

"baby-"

"oh i'm baby now? i thought i wasn't your girlfriend?" you sarcastically state.

"don't tell my wife please."

"you have a WIFE??" you groan.

"yes and she's very pretty. she is also named y/n." he pranks, wrapping his hands to hug you to shut you up.

"you're so annoying yk that?" you remark.

as time is passing, it's already 2:43 am. you and riki are baking cookies and listening to holiday music through your airpods because your family is sleeping.

every now and then he would randomly come up to you and sway with you to the music, making you chuckle at every stupid move he does.

"tastes so yummy." he says as he tries the left over batter on the spatula.

"come here i wanna have some."

he hands you the spatula, but you pull away. you want to tease him a little bit.

"no, from here." you point at his mouth.

"okay stop you're so corny." he mumbles as you come to kiss him. "can you just bake and stop making my cheeks as hot as the oven rn." he adds.

"yes i will bake i am severely sorry." you giggle smearing frosting on his nose.

"BABE??" he yelps.

"shhh be quiet people are sleeping!" you shush him and continue mixing the batter.

"so if i start screaming the lyrics to 'all i want for christmas,' you won't get mad?" he grins while pretending to start singing.

"NOO. babe stop please." you put your hand over his mouth, feeling the vibration of his laugh.

"i'm just joking." he pokes his tongue at your hand.

"NIKI. you're so gross." you wipe your hand on your apron.

"you love me so much."

"not when you do shit like that!" you add.

"no, you still love me." niki tried to kiss your lips but you keep pulling away.

"yes i do." you turn around quickly returning the kiss.

it is now around 3:00 am and you have lost track of time. you find yourself resting your head on riki's lap, watching home alone.

"how could they forget their child? do they not like look around and be like, 'oh my god! we're missing one!'" he slanders the movie.

"it's stupid. i would never forget my child." you fumble with his fingers playing with him.

"neither would i. i feel like my favorite christmas movie is elf." he admits while playing with your hair with one hand.

"that feels so good riki." you nuzzle closer to his lap.

"oh so, i should stop? okay." he pulls his hand away from your head, making you look up at him.

"c'mere." he kisses your lips while you're still looking up.

"what is wrong with you." you blush.

"nothing. i'm just so flirtatious and beautiful." he jokes holding your face in his big hands.

"i love you."

"i love you more."

"fuck. we're missing the movie. fuck you!" you poke his cheek and turn to watch the movie again.

you love moments like these. those sweet memories that you share with him, being so close, smiling, laughing at the most random shit ever. god you just love him so much.

after being halfway done with the movie, you realize he's falling asleep.

his adorable eyes, lightly closing and opening to try to wake himself up.

you get up from his lap and kiss his forehead, grabbing a blanket that's next to him. wrapping the both of you in it.

pressing your lips against his until he falls in a deep sleep. resting your head on his chest, with legs up on the recliner sofa.

"night niki. i love you."

"i love you more." he quietly whispers into a kiss, wrapping you close.

this christmas hangout has been a success for the both of you.

#engene #enhypen #fluff #heeseung #boyfriend #jake #jay #jungwon #niki #sunghoon #riki nishimura #niki fluff #ff #kpop imagines #kpop #enhypen niki #ni ki enhypen #niki imagines

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trafficblr-confessions · 3 months

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i dont like feeling superior to people over like how long i’ve watched a creator bc that’s dumb but i get incredibly annoyed when people are like “im grian’s no 1 fan” and they started watching him because of last life or smth. like i know it’s dumb and wrong to feel superior or to try and be number one at something, like we’re a fanbase for the same thing we should just all support each other and stuff. but it gets annoying when i’ve been watching him since like i think 2015? since just before YHS, like he had four videos up when i found him im pretty sure. i know it sounds stupid but it’s true, i have literally been hyperfixated on his content since the very beginning!! i watched EVO as it came out, i watched him join hermitcraft, i watched all his minigames and building with grian videos. and so to hear someone who has only been watching him for two years say they’re his biggest fan… it’s upsetting. and the worst part is the only people who say this say it for reasons like owning multiple pieces of his merch or something and like… that isn’t fair. it isn’t fair that how big a fan i am is getting boiled down to how much money i can spend. and i’m feeling it a lot more with the life series merch. i haven’t gotten any, because i don’t have disposable income at this time of year, because i have to pay for groceries and actually get my family christmas presents and so i don’t get to fork out however much for pin badges or stickers. and someone i know through the fandom made a joke about me being a fake fan because i didn’t get the merch when the rest of them did and like that is not the energy we should have as a fandom. you don’t get to feel superior for spending more money on the series just like how i shouldn’t feel superior just because i’ve liked a youtuber longer.

idk if this makes sense but TLDR: just bc you like someone for a long time doesn’t mean you get to act superior and equally just bc you spent more money on merch doesn’t mean you get to act superiority either

#confessions #trafficblr #fandom #long post

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arcplaysgames · 1 year

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Actually, no. lemme recap now because I bet once I meet the Big Bad and beat them it'll be like 2 hours of cutscenes and dialogue.

Where did I leave off-- REALLY? THAT LONG AGO? FUCK ME.

Okay SOMEONE remind me LATER to sum up Empress, because I completed it. Note to self, it's around 12/2 in your screencaps.

So Shido wins the elections because it turns out that no one saw the Thieves' big calling card for him, and those who did didn't remember it. There is obviously Some Shit going on with people's mass apathy syndrome.

Because Persona only has one theme and it's "people will be too lazy to pay attention to the truth, fucking sheeple," I guess.

/clucks tongue. I'm not really impressed by this turn of the story, I'm kinda Over the slow increase in apathy that winds up being the undoing of the world until we beat up a god and save everyone. This is the third time, I would have shaken shit up by having the Hidden Big Bad send the Thieves a calling card, demanding they come protect their Treasure, and then you meet the Big Bad and just gimme a villain with a motive, goddamn. It's a supernatural story, the sky's the limit!

I shouldn't kvetch too much yet. Anyway, Shido admits to his crimes, but the populace doesn't seem to care and still supports him.

Shido's lackeys basically go "okay Shido had a major meltdown buuuuuut we can still carry his agenda forward bc if we don't, we're all going down with the ship here."

Excellent question. In P4G I had a pretty strong idea what was doing that and here I do not, can y'all drop some hints?

Morgana points out that the general public has a Palace and has a Treasure. It's Mementos. So if the crew wants to force a mass shift in the world's perception, they can do that. But like all other Palaces, when the Treasure is taken, Mementos will collapse, to be replaced with new, corrected cognition.

In the process, the crew will lose their powers. Oh and Morgana is gonna die.

The game hasn't said that part yet but if they didn't kill Ryuji, they're gonna kill Morgana, fucking bet.

I love you, Morgana Notacat.

This was actually where I got my idea of what Morgana is. Morgana's upgraded Persona is Mercurius/Hermes. Yanno, the god of messages, of thieves, of swiftness, and well-known classic psychopomp.

Morgana keeps remembering himself being born in Mementos. He's without a doubt some manifestation of humanity's rebellion against systems, the literally cognitive patron saint of Phantom Thieves. He's a mascot in the most literal sense, an emblem of good luck for the Thieves' work.

Even the fact he's a cat kind of fits in nicely. Cats are free spirits who opt-into being it other people. They are creatures of choice.

I'm gonna be big sad when Morgana fucking dies lemme tell you. I'm pretty sure he's, like, sustained by Mementos and the plan is to collapse it? Yeah, Morgana is fucked.

Goddamn HERMES, that's so cool. Morgana, our psychopomp into the bowels of the collective unconsciousness.

GODDAMIT NOTIGOR WHAT DO YOU WANT, IT IS CHRISTMAS FUCKING EVE, YOU BETTER GIMME PRESENTS.

I know that you know that we all know that this isn't Igor but sometimes it fucking floors me how much he isn't Igor, jesus fucking christ. Who tf is this guy. I hope he's the Big Bad somehow bc there ain't anyone else at this point.

Please don't pull another It Was The Gas Station Attendant, Persona, I'm fucking on my knees begging you.

lmao i love the game poking the player to ensure they noticed Morgana is acting odd

Deep in Mementos is... this..... uh..... thing. A bunch of otherworldly veins flowing down into the core.

/looks nervously around

so uh. is it a hot take to say that, uh, the last segment of this game here, the Mementos Depths, is the ugliest place in the game? Just wondering because wow working through this place, I was struck by how completely aesthetically unappealing all of this is. It should be mysterious and eerie but mostly I am finding it.... blurgh. I thought Kaneshiro's Palace was pretty unappealing too, but this is bad enough I feel the need to remark on it.

/gestures at screen. What is all this????? oh god it reminds me of the Collector Base in Mass Effect 2. Except that game came out in 2010 for the previous generation console. /winces

Anyway.

The Depths of Mementos is a prison of complacency.

All of the Shadows the Thieves defeated are in the prison cells. They are relieved to be there, where they don't have to think. Everything is taken care of for them.

Man, remember back in Persona 3 when it turned out that defeating all the Full Moon shadows was actually the thing that doomed the world? Wouldn't it be hilarious is the Thieves fucked all this up the whole time? l m a o.

I honestly don't know if that's what's happening here yet, I haven't reached, like, the Explanation, but it does feel a bit like alllllllll the way back at the start of the liveblog when I was contending with the ethics of the entire idea of stealing someone's heart and what it does. The game went out of its way to justify doing it with Shido's attempted suicide, but the bridge to far for me (and thankfully for Ann too) was killing these people.

But now what happens seems to be akin to ego death instead, and.... I dunno, man, is that much different than murder?

SIGHS LOUDLY

okay is that true or is this another fucking situation where Izanami is like "WELL REALLY when you THINK ABOUT IT all I'm doing is giving humanity what they really want soooooooooo it makes you think huh, doesn't it make you think"

MAYBE THE GAME WILL PROVE ME WRONG, I DUNNO YET.

oh my god. oh my god.

IGOR!!!!!!!! IGOR IS IN THERE!!!!

LEMME IN!!!!!! LEMME IIIIIIIIN I NEED TO SEE HIMMMMM I NEED TO TALK TO HIM I MISS HIM sobs

yeah no, bet, it's igor's cell. which means Notigor locked him up? maybe Notigor is the final boss, that'd be great, it'd slot in perfectly with this place being a prison and Reverie having been stuck in the shitty Velvet Prison this whole time.

please igor help me, i'm so tired of the edgelord execution shit.

PSYCHOPOMP MORGANA!!!!!!!!!!

me pressing my face against the bars whispering I'll be back for you igor i love you

lol what if it isn't even igor in there can you imagine

#p5 #persona liveblog

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little-cereal-draws · 1 year

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ok i'm on a bob's burgers kick again and

do the kids feel bad that they don't have as much as some of their friends? This is probably me projecting but I was watching the episode where Rudy breaks his arm and at the end, he mentions to Louise that he's keeping his new bunk bed and his dad got him a trampoline. Watching that, I felt sad because that's something that would never be a possibility for the Belchers.

One of the reasons I like bob's burgers so much is that it's the only show I've found that's about working class people. They live in an apartment, not a house, have crappy phones and struggle to pay rent. And they make jokes about it and go on crazy adventures bc of it but it’s also so real.

Tina can’t go to the fancy horse camp or get a phone like her friends. Louise wanted a bunk bed so bad and it took them forever to get it bc it’s expensive. In one of the Christmas episodes, Bob was so genuinely excited that they could afford nice presents for the kids this year. They’re always having to choose between doing smth for the kids (like going to trampoline land) or keeping their business/house functioning (like fixing the deep fryer) bc there’s not money for both.

My family is working class and all of these things are so real. We’ve driven around and looked at the rich houses and pretended they were ours like the Belchers. My phone is secondhand and six years old just like theirs. We don’t go on vacation bc it’s too expensive so we just do activities within the city like they do. Idk it just makes the show so much better for me than watching another show abt a rich suburban middle class family. Tv almost never presents lower class ppl in a fun goofy light like the Belchers that doesn’t also make them feel lesser than the other characters bc of it. Idk where I was going w this anymore, I’m just so glad they wrote them like they did

#this all circles back to the main point of we need more diversity on tv #this is the ONE show I know abt lower class ppl but can name u twenty shows abt upper middle class and rich ppl #bobs burgers #bob’s burgers #bob belcher #linda belcher #tina belcher #gene belcher #Louise Belcher

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twoidiotwriters1 · 1 year

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Copycat: Cryptomnesia —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: You can tell when I like a character bc I use their gifs at every opportunity -Danny

Words: 1,596

Phase Five Masterlist

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Listen to: ‘Angels Like You’ -by Miley Cyrus

xviii: The Widow

"I'm sorry, can you repeat that?"

"Gladly," Clint smiled at her. "I said you're going with Kate to get my trick arrows."

"Dude."

"Non-negotiable, you said you'd help and this is what you'll do."

"Bet you'll feel pretty stupid if you get killed while I'm away."

"Anything's better than having to listen to the both of you for another hour."

"What did you say?"

"I don't like cops."

Kate stared at her with her mouth wide open. "You're an Avenger!"

"I'm not."

"But last night—"

"Don't bring that up," Cat scolded her. "Even as an Avenger the others always gave me the task to beat up security 'cause I enjoy it. They're my sworn enemies, so I'm sorry princess, but you gotta do this one for me."

"Don't sweet talk me," she grumbled.

"Please?"

Kate pressed her lips together and walked away from her in the direction of the larpers, Cat watched her go with a smirk.

Clint came back to a full house, he gave Cat a questioning look and she shrugged, pushing her sunglasses up her nose.

"I could've gotten those arrows without all the fuss, but Kate got carried away."

"I'm trying to stop you two from getting killed and this is what you do? I'm not getting arrested a second time!"

Cat frowned. "Well, I've never been arrested."

"You will if you don't pay for your speed tickets."

"It should be illegal to put those in things that aren't cars," she scoffed.

Kate announced she'd made a deal with the larpers, they were going to make new suits for her and Clint. Cat was eager to see them, imagining their flashy armors with shoulder pads.

"This would have been easier if we were on a higher rooftop."

"How would a higher rooftop help?" Cat questioned from her place opposite theirs.

Clint gave them a lecture about why the place he'd chosen was the best spot and Cat watched as Kate left him standing there.

"She's on the street, old man."

"Why didn't you say anything sooner?" He complained.

"You were so into your speech, I didn't dare to cut it short."

"Funny. Kate, you're supposed to be lookout."

"Yeah, but of the two of us, who do you trust up there not to get distracted? You're really gonna leave me alone with Cat?"

"I'm on the opposite rooftop!"

"You can teleport, though. I know you were thinking about it."

"Hey, you two, it's not fair," Clint scolded them, "that your inability to act like grown-ups helps you get your way."

Kate chuckled. "No, it's not. But it is what it is."

Clint heaved a sigh. "I need you to use your grappling hook arrow to anchor yourself in..."

He threw a few pointers that Kate ignored, entering the building in her own way and getting to the apartment in no time. Cat lay on the edge of the rooftop and looked up at the sky while listening to the archers.

"Okay, what am I looking for?"

"A watch, vintage Rolex. Belongs to someone I used to work with."

"If we're here to rescue Fury's favorite watch..."

"You need to settle those daddy issues you got with him."

"I don't have daddy issues!" Cat made a face. "That guy's less my father than Rocket. He's less my father than Bucky Barnes!"

"Wait, so the watch," Kate interrupted. "Is that the whole story, Clint?"

"They've been out of the game a long time, but their identity's still attached to that watch."

"Kinda like me and my baby," Cat lifted her hand to stare at her smartwatch. "Well, not this one— the one Tony gave me as a Christmas present. It used to have this inscription at the back... what was it..."

"Got the watch."

"No, I think it was 'Stop trying to steal my suits, heathen'."

"No, I mean I got the watch," Kate clarified.

"Great!"

"Does that mean we can call it a night?"

"Hang on a minute," Kate whispered. "Clint, somebody's taking notes on your family."

"What? Kate, get out of there now—"

Cat sat up, her mask now covering the lower half of her face.

"What? Why?"

"That light's an alarm— it's a silent alarm, for people that can't hear!"

"Oh, my God."

"Maya..." Cat mumbled.

From both ends she heard sounds of fights breaking, she looked down at the building in front of her and saw Clint hitting a dark figure.

"Maya's here!" Kate announced.

"Yeah, I can see that!" Clint retorted.

"Then why didn't you tell me!"

"I did! Maya's on the roof with me!"

"No! Maya is definitely here!"

"Well, who the hell am I fighting, then?"

Cat pulled the hood over her head. "Ladies first!"

She teleported from the roof to the apartment, grabbed Kate by the waist, and appeared where Clint was. The dark figure pulled Kate out of her grasp and threw her to a side, pulling out a gun. Cat recognized the stranger right away.

"Son of a bitch," she gasped.

The person tilted their head and waved at her tauntingly.

"Stand back!" Cat warned the others.

The mutant grabbed her spear and expanded it, the widow shot her but she was unfamiliar with Copycat's cape, which spat out the ammunition. Yelena dived and Cat kicked her sideways, the gun slipped off her grip.

"Not so tough now, are you?" The ex-Avenger laughed.

Yelena charged against her and threw a few punches Cat stopped with the same expertise. Kate joined and now there were two people fighting against Yelena, but she still put up a fight.

Maya burst onto the roof from the stairs' entrance and ran towards Kate, Cat got in her way and almost stabbed her with her claws, but Maya kicked her away, though not harshly enough to make her fall.

Clint tried to distract Yelena, Cat grabbed the taser from her belt, and got Maya as she ran toward Clint and Kate, Maya fell stiffly on her spot.

"I only have two hands so you better stay down!" Cat growled. She heard a scream behind her and saw Yelena throw Kate off the roof. "NO!"

Yelena moved towards her again. Clint ran to the ledge to see if the other archer was alright and judging by the lack of cracking and splattering, Kate hadn't been killed.

"So you are Copycat..." Yelena said, examining her appearance. "What a joke."

Cat shrunk her spear and left the blade out, she adopted a fighting stance ready to jump at the blonde's throat.

"Are you going to kill me, Z?"

"You know what I asked for Christmas?" She pressed a button and the blades on both ends of her spear grew in size. "A chance to gut you like a turkey."

"All this for a man?" Yelena scoffed.

Cat's purple eyes were seething with anger. "Asshole."

The widow threw a few tasing darts that Cat avoided by pulling the cape to cover her front. She jumped but the agent dodged her and yanked at the back of her cape, pulling her back. The hood fell off, Yelena hit her with her baton and Cat felt blood falling over her eyebrow.

Kate had come back using the stairs and she was pissed. She grabbed an arrow and shot it at the same time Yelena removed Cat's mask. Kate's arrow was a sonic one, it sent the group flying in different directions and left Cat momentarily deaf.

Kate and Maya recovered faster than her, the archer shot an arrow at the young woman, and though she was wearing a thick leather jacket, she decided to flee the scene. Yelena got to her feet, and ignoring Cat completely, went after Barton. They fought for his bow and Clint pulled off her mask, Yelena tased him and Kate pointed an arrow at her, ready to shoot.

Yelena turned around, and all she did was shake her head. She glanced at Cat, who was still on the floor and had a big cut above her eyebrow, looking vastly different from Zero in her Copycat attire.

Yelena signed to her "STAY OUT OF THIS", and threw the earpiece at Cat's feet. She then jumped off the roof.

"Who the hell was that?" Kate demanded, not knowing Cat couldn't hear her.

Cat picked up M.O.U.S.E. and approached Clint to help him, he ripped away the taser from his neck.

"You don't wanna know, Kate," he sounded as if he were standing behind a thick wall, luckily for him, Cat could read lips. "We gotta talk."

She made a face, pointing at her ear, then she signed hoping Clint would understand. "SONIC ARROW".

"Stop!" Kate shouted, thinking Cat was signing to keep her out of the conversation. "Listen, I cannot be your partner if you don't tell me what's going on!"

"You're not my partner," Clint said harshly. "Do you understand that? You never were. Someone has hired a Black Widow assassin— this has gotten very real, very quickly. So Cat and I, we're doing this alone."

"No, you're not," Kate said stubbornly. "Tell him, Cat! I know how this life can change me but I look at you and—"

"I'm not gonna do it," Clint interrupted her. "Do you hear me?" He seized his bow. Kate stared at him imploringly, tears slipping down her cheeks. "Go home, Kate. It's over."

Kate's attention move to Cat with a fiery gaze, and the mutant knew what was coming. "Any help here?"

Copycat looked at them without speaking, Kate's influence was doing something to her, she felt strong enough to drag herself out of the low she'd been stuck in, but Yelena's arrival worried her. The challenge was a bit too much for a beginner like Kate, and Cat couldn't risk someone else's life out of selfish causes. She'd broken up with Matthew for that very same reason.

"You're not ready," she concluded, her voice sounding muffled to her ears.

Kate's lips pressed together in an angry, childish pout. She left without saying another word. Cat felt half of her potential leaving with her, she wasn't sure she could keep up the good deeds on her own.

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searching-for-synpathy · 6 months

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Just got back from this year's Thanksgiving trip with my girlfriend to her family in the city, which was-to completely steal a line from an artist's dailies comic about her own holiday-"not bad, not particularly good, just kinda happened." I couldn't really muster up the cheeriness or confidence to feel like I did more than just float through a room for a couple days, but I'm honestly feeling kinda OK about that. I caught some bad FOMO seeing my family do the whole thing back home without me, and I saw that my dad's lost all his hair finally over Facetime, which got me thinking about sad things again. I could see my girlfriend really making a sweet effort for me when she took me out to try to watch some of the parade (which I thought she'd NEVER do, lol), so that was nice.

We've had a very nice time since getting back home earlier today. She bleached my hair, we smoked a little, watched TV, and I made mac n cheese and noodles while she tried to get down from being too high (poor bb).

I have her christmas present in my underwear drawer while mine is still arriving—she wanted us to do a little private christmas celebration, but I kinda wanted a little more excitement than just giving each other stuff in our apartment....soooo I just spent like at least an hour looking up local cute wintery events for me to give her a NON-ENGAGEMENT ring at (lol!) Unfortunately, everything that sounded cool and fun (HISTORIC MUSEUMS...WITH FOOD AND MUSIC AND LIGHTS AND COSTUMES...ARGHHHH) are like half-an-hour to an hour's drive away, plus semi-expensive entry fees, and I kinda just wanted to keep things chill and easy to dip out of in case she's not feeling well. SO after all that unhelpful research I decided maybe the best thing could be the tree-lighting ceremony they're doing on Friday, which is free!! And is supposed to come with the chance to get a carriage ride (which I'd be happy to pay for as long as it's not crazy,) smores, lights, etc. etc., hopefully it will be cute enough. Plus I was wondering if I could ask the carriage guy to give my gf her present as a little surprise (hehehe).

So, that's kinda keeping me going right now, just like my halloween costume kept me going till that happened. I also want to get us a little cheap tree, maybe some more lights.

I also just looked up christmas contra dance (bc of course!!) but right now it looks like the only events are between xmas and new years, when I'll be back in texas, hopefully. So.

In sum, just trying to feel some magic while kinda just moving through it, towards it, whatever. I'm trying not to beat myself up too much about the trip, trying not to obsess over what my gf's parents think about me and about my dad's diagnosis, trying not to blow anything out of proportion-yknow. just trying to do it right.

#adrian.txt

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littleblondesoprano · 2 years

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43-45, 102, 103, 141, 132, 153, 189, 194

oh damn, thank you!!

43. What’s the career highlight you’re most proud of?

It's not really career, more school career, but I'm pretty proud of the fact that my dream post-grad school accepted my application three days after I graduated with my Bachelors. Career highlight, so far, is probably that I've had authors come to me, personally, and ask me to write reviews for their books.

44. Do you think you’ll stay in your current gig awhile? Why or why not?

Lol, in review writing, maybe! But I'm pretty set on leaving the review gig. It's not enough $$, but it's also not fulfilling; I also have no idea what I'll do after I graduate - I'm hoping to dive into the publishing industry (but I'm open to whatever) - but I know I don't want to stay where I am.

I do, thankfully, have the ability to leave and not immediately need another job, so I can kinda remain in question mark territory for a while, plus I have the Esty shop and all the other shit I do.

45. What type of role do you want to take on after this one?

In jobs? Fuck if I know. Hopeful for, again, a publishing industry job. I'd really love to be an editor for manuscript publishing, but I also know that it's really really competitive. So long as I get something that gives good benefits and enough pay, I'll be happy.

102. Have you ever been to a family reunion?

Nope! The [redacted] family is huge - there were 8 brothers originally that have my last name, but there was a huge fight over inheritance and some broke off and moved to the US (my side). There was, at least before covid, a giant [redacted] family reunion of six of the original brothers' families meeting, but we did not go. My little side is small, and I'm okay with that, though someday, I'd love to have a bigger family.

My family reunions, now, are visiting at Christmas, and we don't even do that, since covid.

103. What’s the most important holiday you spend with your family and why?

Christmas, usually! Christmas used to be a big holiday when I was little. We'd grab my paternal grandfather (Pawpaw) and go to Logan's Roadhouse for Christmas Eve dinner, then come home and bake cookies for 'Santa' and lay out carrots for the reindeer. We'd all go to sleep, and I'd wake up super early on Christmas morning and watch old movies with my Pawpaw before mom and dad got up; sometimes I'd fall asleep all snuggled up next to him, but most of the time I wouldn't, i'd be too busy looking at the presents, or watching Fluffy bite the bows.

Now though, Christmas is still fun, but not as important. Now it's bc we make this special kind of holiday cookie and I get time off from school.

132. Do you live by any piece of advice or motto?

I do! Sempre avanti

141. Do you believe in second chances?

I do. Everyone deserves a second chance, esp if they've, or circumstances have, changed.

153. What’s on your bucket list?

Oh so many things! It's mainly travel, though. I want to see New Orleans, Rome, Greece, France, Cairo, Seville! I want to love and be loved, truly (and hopefully get married); I'd really want to meet Chip Coffey or Kim Russo; pay off my student loans; buy or build the Victorian house of my dreams; swim with nurse sharks; publish my stories.

189. Do you have any recurring dreams?

Not recurring dreams, but I have the same person in a good chunk of my dreams, and sometimes I visit the same places, but never the same dream twice. I also do a lot of work with my dreams, which may be why.

194. What’s the most ridiculous outfit you’ve ever worn?

Oh nooooo! Lol, I know exactly what it is. It's also the most embarrassing, but I thought I looked slick. I don't have any pictures of it, but one day DEEP into my Undertaker phase I wore all black clothes with a long, black, leather trench coat over it, and my signature Undertaker necklace. Just imagine if you will, a chonky girl, barely 5ft 1, swimming in leather, with dirty blonde hair to her waist, her bangs plastered to her forehead bc it was fucking summer. That was me. I wore that to middle school.

Lemme tell you, I got fuckin bullied for that for WEEKS.

#thank you!

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privacyanddalliance · 2 years

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dear o

it was never real you were just a deceit and even more selfish than me which is like how is that possible but it is you dirty little slut you the type of guy to cheat on me with a prostitute and give me an sti you are such an idiot how did you not realize that we were broken up with when you did it i think you thought we were together but i had already mentally broken up with you and i did everything in my power to deattach i successfully did i never wanted to be around your friends who bullied me and your family is dirty and unhealthy and normalize cheating if i would have just listened to you when you told me to delete my Instagram i would have never the love of my life and left you you didnt deserve it bc you would have just had a fake account like your alex target your brothers are a piece of shit like you and your mom never liked me but i dont hold any of them in high esteem i gaveher 2k but i think it funny how the truck i damaged was the one you let some other girl drive you around in i miss you a lot i miss you physically but i dont think i ever truly loved you you had the best version of me and you never appreciated me my bf would have appreciated me so much and you cheated on me when i got a trophy and took all the meaning away from my accomplishments bc they werent enough for you i think your really stupid for complaining about how everyone of your girlfriends cheated BACK you are so immature i didnt realize until i met my man bc of how smart he is i realized you were just an idiot i dont feel bad anymore for not appreciating you enough bc our bum ass made me pay so much rent you offered nothing but i do appreciate all the beautiful plants and flowers especially when they already came in vases a girl loves flowers but the gifts were the only thing you did right except i had to ask you to be that person if you were really that person you would have gotten me a birthday or christmas present our first year together but you blamed it on being broke except you were broke the entire time we were together thats why you didn't get that prostitute bc you couldnt afford it you took kekes virginity but she didnt want to date you bc you gave her an sti thats why you went back looking for me bc she didnt want you but only to try and cheat yet again but with her except she didnt want you unless you had protection bc you are a dirty little bitch none of it was real i was just being deceived you fucked it up the moment you called me a trick ass bitch for the last time then when i told you it hurt you said it doesnt matter we not gonna last we just roomies and that day i did everything in my power to not miss you at night then when you said i wish someone took you off my hands god listened to you thank you for manifesting someone to come and save me from you. all those times you tried to leave i only cried bc i need love but only cus i never thought i would find someone with a body like you except i did and i always said i would keep you until i found someone better i wanted to say when it was over not you i do feel bad but i dont when i remember you begged me and cried not to leave you when you cheated on me once but only to cheat on me again, i lost my sex drive being with you and i have suspicious that bc of that you probably got a prostitute and got that sti you dirty whore this was the second time you got infected i dont know for sure but i have peace knowing that i dont have to deal with someone i hold those standards for. in the end i did feel bad but i dont think you ever did i wish you the best even though bc if you i could have lost the ability to have kids bc i didnt know you were being a dirty little bitch and that ladies and gentlemen are the dangers of cheating you not only risk the mental health of one but physical you take away their chance for a family and that is the absolute worst thing you can do to someone equal to literally stealing someone’s organ i hope to forgive you for that bc i did care about you but you were just an illusion i loved that illusion and i still think about you sometimes but the only reason why is bc you hurt me so deeply you were engraved into my memory but so are your friends and all the girls that you brought into our lives the saddest part is i think about them but i am meaningless they have a peace i dont, i dont live rent free in their head and therefore they are more powerful

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unxpctedlygreat · 4 years

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Me, going out to buy Christmas presents: ok you need to find your headphones, Bro's earphones and possibly an external hard drive for mom

Me, as soon as I enter the store: LOOK AT THIS OWL PLUSHY I NEED IT.

#morgane's talking alone #i did find the headphones and earphones #and took the hard drive online bc store ones are a lot more expensive and Bro wont pay me back so much lmao #So only missing the Laptop For Mom #but I already told her she'd have to wait a little after christmas for her present #bc my bank wont let me spend too much in one week lmao #already spent 300+ in two days #(172€ for first payment of the glasses yesterday + something like 60€ for store stuff + 68€ for ehd)#Bro will most likely pay me back in cash which I'll have to put back on my account by myself

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little-cereal-draws · 1 year

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ok i'm just going to vent a bit abt some financial issues i've got rn so feel free to skip

i'm going to a really nice private school rn. i've only been going for one semester but it's an amazing school with a 99% employment rate within six months of graduating. which is amazing. for any college but especially for an art school. like i've said, i've only been there for one semester and they're already started us on career prep. most kids graduate with multiple job offers and the lucky ones make up to six figures straight out of school.

but tuition is expensive. we can't afford it. we can't pay my tuition and rent. my tuition was due on dec 1st and it's not in yet bc we don't have the money. we never had a lot to begin with, but my dad lost one of his jobs a few months ago so now we have even less. theres not enough money for a christmas tree or presents this year, there's barely enough for food, so idk what we're going to do. we've applied for renters assistance but they're so slow, and the last time my tuition can be submitted is a week from today. my dad was looking at a payment plan from the school but they still require you pay half of it upfront and we don't have that!!! i don't know what we're going to do. our choices are not have me go next semester, get evicted, or beg family members for more money like we've been doing.

i really don't know what we're going to do bc when we paid my fall tuition, it was too much and we almost got evicted too. this can't happen every quarter for the next four years! it's too much, it's too much money! we're trying to move to a better building but they won't answer my dads emails. literally there's one week left. i know that i will end up going back somehow, maybe my mom will pay it, maybe my grandpa, maybe we'll have to take out another loan, but i'm sure it will get done.

i just feel so fucking useless. i got into another school that offered me so much money, we would only be paying $4000 a year but noOoO, I had to go to the nice prestigious school. it's bc i want to know for a fact i could get a job after school which is a perfectly good reason but idk if my family can make it that long. i don't want to drop out but i've been thinking about it (not seriously tho, more as smth to do in the future). my parents would be furious if i did that bc i worked so hard to get in and they're paying so much and they want me to acheive my dreams but if the options are drop out or have my dad and sister be homeless... i know what i'm choosing. that's kind've a "worst case scenario" but really we're very close. we're so behind on rent (7 months i think?).

I've been applying for scholarships nonstop since last spring but haven't won any. i've applied for so many jobs and none of them have gotten back to me. and the job that i do have is as a freelancer for a startup company but they won't give me any work! i emailed the school and begged them for more money and they gave me an additional $8000 a year, which is helpful, but isn't enough to help substantially. i'm going to apply for jobs at the school when the semester starts and fill out every scholarship i can find.

idk but if we get evicted and then my dad finally loses against his depression, it's going to be on my fucking head

#basically it just boils down to #'isn't it fucked up that my family has to choose between not being homeless and being able to eat or sending me to school'#and i chose to be a fucking artist this is going to be my situation for the rest of my life #i love the american college scene

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petrichorpetals · 3 years

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You know it occurs to me that I haven't played new horizons since November bc I didn't get all the fall stuff so I was going to hold off on experiencing December until I can get my mushroom collection going and it's almost Christmas.... oops

#my only days off are Christmas and christmas eve so unless I pay it like I did Thanksgiving since I'm working full time no Christmas for me #is it time travel locked for events that have just already occurred? I don't want to lock myself out of Christmas entirely #it's the first year I'm spending it with my boyfriend's family instead of my abusive parents and it's going to be weird not crying Christmas #getting a gift I actually like and not just some white out and paperclips????#the first time his mom got me a birthday present I genuinely cried bc it was not expected in any way and actually something I liked #I'm literally the least picky person to shop for you can literally hand me bubbles from dollar tree and I'll love you forever #my mother has an art for hearing the few things I don't like and handing me car emergency kit when I don't own a car #aquila shut up no one cares

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forever-rogue · 3 years

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request: some christmassy idea where marcus moreno brings presents he bought for missy to the shop to get wrapped up bc he cant wrap for shit. And he wants to flirt with reader whos the one whos gonna wrap the presents but for the love of the above he cant. hes stuttering and hes flustered and its cute. And reader is like okay mister "i can use the force", heres my number, call me so we can shedule a date. And hes so shocked about it 😄😭😭😭 thank u patricia! 🌟

I see it's time to write for Mr. Moreno? Excellent 😌 Enjoy!

Marcus Moreno x Fem!Reader; no warnings

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A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he reluctantly returned to the store, the bag of presents in his hand a sign of defeat. How hard it could possibly have been to wrap a few presents? Apparently too hard for someone like Marcus Moreno. It wasn’t that he hadn’t tried, oh no, he’d spent several hours the previous evening after Missy had gone to bed attempting to wrap the clothes and other oddly shaped boxes perfectly. But instead of success, all he gained was frustration.

Instead of another vain attempt at the wrapping, he gave up and threw everything back into the bag and made his mind that he would go back to the small department store and ask...beg if you required it, for you to wrap the gifts.

He might have been able to save the world on several occasions, but apparently his talents ended at Christmas gift wrapping. Well, he huffed to himself as he pulled open the door, the soft twinkling of bells meeting his ears, everyone had a limit. His just happened to be a little more pathetic than others.

Super Hero, he reminded himself with each step, he was a fudgin’ super hero for fuck’s sake. But alas, when it came to more domestic things, such as cooking, and wrapping apparently, he was far from super. He was working on it though - spending time each day to make sure he was learning - doing enough - to be the father Missy needed. For her, and himself. Things weren’t always easy, but they were always getting better.

Although tired from a long day at the office, throwing swords around, as Missy had dubbed it, his face instantly lit up when he spied you behind the counter, an almost bored expression on your face. The last of the Christmas rush was almost over, which meant business had slowed down, which was both a blessing and a curse at the same time. Marcus would have been a liar if he said he didn’t have an ulterior motive for coming back; sure - he wanted the presents wrapped, but let’s be honest, the man was smitten with you. Any excuse to come back and chat with you, even if it was just five minutes was good enough for him.

He’d known you, casually, for a few years now. You had been Missy’s teacher at school last year, and he knew that you worked the summers and holidays at your parent’s store to give them a hand with the rushes. Sometimes, being the sneaky Heroic he was, he’d made up excuses in the past to come into your classroom to spend a few minutes here and there talking to you. It was hard to believe that anyone could make him nervous, to make his heart flutter and beat like a nervous schoolboy, but there you were. Managing to do it every time.

But he’d never act on it. No, no, no. That would be downright outrageous. After all, why on earth would you be interested in Marcus Moreno? He couldn’t even wrap a present.

Almost as if you sensed his presence, you looked up from the counter you were organized and offered him a dazzling smile, accompanied by a small wave. He was positive his heart stopped at the sight as he had to remind himself to breath. After a quick inhale and exhale, he marched over to you, ready to be firm, and hell, maybe today he’d finally ask if you wanted to get dinner sometime. Why not, after all? But then he took a good look at your eyes, those soft eyes and that gentle smile and he came undone.

“Hi Marcus,” you beamed at him as he did his best to give you a normal smile in response, “what a pleasure to see a friendly face. How are you?”

“Hi,” he managed to choke out as he calmed himself. How did you have this effect on him? He was a grown man, a man with plenty of experience in dating and love, and yet this one he couldn’t seem to nail down, “I’m fine - you know what, why lie? I’m tired and I can’t wrap presents for shit. I hate to ask, but could you help me out? I’ve seen you do it for other people and I’m afraid if I try again, it’ll be worse than the first time. It’s been awful - oh my God, I’m so rude. I’m rambling - you look pretty - nice - how are you?”

“Marcus,” you giggled at him, watching as a nervous tinge of pink flushed his cheeks. You put your hand on his, effectively getting him to calm down and shut up, “slow down. It’s okay - I’ve got you covered. I assume work is busy?”

“That’s one way to put it,” he was instantly relieved as you took the presents from and grabbed some wrapping paper to display to him. He nodded at your choice and watching in awe as you made quick work of grabbing the first present and getting to work, “I was about ready to just leave him in the bag and give them to Missy like that.”

“Ahh, it’s not a big deal,” you shot him a quick wink, “it’s easy once you get the hang of it. But then again, I’ve been helping my parents with this stuff for years. Maybe sometime I’ll show you how.”

“You’re a lifesaver,” he exhaled as he leaned against the counter and tried to pay it cool. His heart was thumping in his chest so rapidly, he was sure you were able to hear it as well. If you noticed anything out of place, you didn’t show it, “I’ll pay you - whatever you want.”

“Marcus,” you waved him off, “there’s no need. Besides, what are friends for?”

“Friends,” he almost choked on the word as he grinned at the delicate look of concentration on your face. Your brow was furrowed, your tongue peeking out from between your lips as you made sure to get all the measurements just right, “how’s everything been? It’s been a while…”

“I know,” you agreed as you started some ribbon to start curling it, “I miss you coming into my classroom all the time, I miss Missy - it’s not quite the same without the Morenos.”

How much could hint at it before he finally got the bait? You’d harbored a crush on the man for years now, even before you became Missy's teacher. He was a Heroic after all - handsome, funny, smart, and kind. Who wouldn't fall in love with him? You'd hinted at your feelings a number of times and you thought he reciprocated a few times, but you could never be quite sure. And neither of you ever seemed to make a move. You'd come close a few times, but somehow just hadn't...quite gotten there.

“I miss it too,” he agreed quietly, turning his attention to his hands, “Missy doesn’t like her teacher as much this year.”

“That’s because I’m pretty cool,” you teased gently, “you look nice too, by the way. The all black thing - pretty sexy.”

Marcus was sure his heart stopped at your words; you couldn’t seriously have said what he thought you said. Right? Right. He looked at you with wide eyes as you refused to look up from what you were doing in case you had completely overstepped any remaining boundaries.

“I, umm…” he paused for a moment, chuckling at his own nerves as he moved to stand in front of you, “I’m shit at this. But I, umm...I like you.”

“Marcus,” you stopped what you were doing and set the scissors down to meet his soft brown eyes. He had a small smile on his face, nervous as he watched your expression to try and get a read on the situation. Honestly? He’d rather have taken down another horde of aliens than wait for your response, “it’s about time you said something. I was beginning to think you never would.”

“Oh,” he let a nervous chuckle as your words set in, “oh. Oh?”

“I like you too, Marcus,” you admitted as a warmth flushed over you, “I just...I didn’t know how to say it. I was…”

“Nervous,” you both blurted out at the same time as you both laughed. At least you were on the same page.

“I haven’t done this in a long time,” he confessed as you nodded in understanding, “I feel like an old fool more than anything...but I’d like to take you out. On a date. A real date. Like you know not just...this, and I’m sorry if this is awkward. Missy’s been telling me to ask you forever and I just feel like -”

“Marcus,” you grinned at him as you reached up and held up a finger to his lips, “you’re rambling again, silly. I’d love to. I’d love to go out with you.”

“Seriously?” his eyebrows raised in surprise as you just nodded. Needless to say, he was not expecting this - any of it.

“Seriously,” you confirmed, “come on, Mr. Force Hands, give me your phone and I’ll give you my number.”

“Okay,” he looked at you with nothing but soft hope in his eyes as he fished out his phone from his pocket and handed it to you. You let your hand brush over his as you took it and quickly saved your number for him, “I...yeah. I’m looking forward to it.”

“Me too,” you agreed, “but don’t actually forget to text me.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he breathed out easily, “besides, I owe Missy twenty bucks now and she’ll never forget it. We made a bet - she said I’ve never get the nerve to ask.”

“What a pleasant surprise,” you grinned at him, “now come on. Come around the counter and I’ll show you how to wrap properly.”

Marcus shuffled around the counter and you pointed to the spot you had previously occupied. Moving behind him, you paused for a moment before reaching around him to put your hands over his and help guide him. He swallowed thickly at your tender touch, trying to keep himself composed.

“Now,” you said softly, “do it like this.”

It was definitely not what Marcus had expected to come out of this evening - but he was so glad it did. Finally.

Maybe not being able to wrap presents wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

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