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fallstreakfeathers · 1 year
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Human as you are
When you tell him you want to demat his hair, you're met with a scoff
"It'd have to be cut. All of it. Make me uglier than I already am" he snarls
You disagree, and sweetly push, reassure, promise
He rolls his eyes, fights, tries to intimidate
Mumbles a sarcastic "only if you're naked, too"
He hopes it shuts you up. Embarrasses. Deflects your horrible insistence
To his shock, terror, you agree.
You sit behind him, nude in water a little too warm for your liking, muscles undoubtedly to cramp in the small space of a tub not meant for two people, but that's okay
It's claustrophobic, suffocating
But that's okay, too, because he's letting you close to him
Letting himself be vulnerable
An honor even his sister rarely sees, you're aware, even if he's mostly hidden himself from you by the ridiculous amount of soap bubbles that surround your bodies like snowfall
Even if he refuses to let his weary eyes meet yours
Gentle hands soak his gnarled, broken strands with conditioner and detanglers
He flinches under your touch
Your touch, which has never hurt him, would never, could never
But the world has, the world will, the world takes wicked joy in it, and that is enough to justify the tenseness of his shoulders and the bobbing of his throat as he swallows, forcing himself to still
To trust his judgement
To trust you
You pretend not to notice, preserve his pride, devour your own
He swears it burns where your flesh touches his, wonders if you think him as diseased as everyone else does, wonders if you even care
Wonders if Daki allowed you this time away from scrubbing floors to spoil her dear brother
Wonders how you stand the stench, human as you are, of the blood and gore and the decomposing filth that may as well take up as much of his head as his dark locks do
A bladed comb cuts through the worst of it, straightening the rest as much as his hair allows
He watches your reflection in the water, watches your tongue poke through your lips as you concentrate on a particularly stubborn mat, watches you smile as you massage the falling suds into the spots on his shoulders- not to erase but to soothe
You would never hurt him
You work long, and pull so many unsavable chunks from his head he fears you really might cut him bald
You work hard, and resist the urge to playfully squish the inky dots below the corners of his mouth
There's no pain in your work, not enough for an Oni of his strength to notice, but you apologize every time the brush catches his knots anyway 
It's cute
You're cute, he thinks
Eventually, slowly, he allows himself to lean into you
Relaxes in the warmth surrounding him
He tells himself it's only so you don't have to stretch so far to reach him
Wouldn't want you to hurt your weak human arms
Ignores the inner voice that snickers with the knowledge that if he weren't so ugly, prideful, scared, he may have even allowed himself to smile
And when you leave, finally, to let him to wash his lower half without the threat of you, and he's left to sit in cooling water, eyes wide in the confusion that someone dares to care for him in such a way, like he's not disgusting, like he's not a monster, like he's a person, he pretends the tears threatening to fall is just the water left from his hair.
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aru-art · 9 months
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two-headed calf by laura gilpin
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bobellafofella · 6 days
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Mother knows I drown in my lies Father knows I learned my lessons the second time Ask me where I’ll go I say I do not know No, I do not know No, I do not know
- First, I’m Sorry, Haley Heynderickx
yeah, Foster being Callie’s mother’s last wish got to me a bit 😭
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shayneysides · 2 years
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TUA season three really had a scene where Allison explicitly says that while she knows everybody had difficulty being lost in time, nobody else is truly able to understand the traumatic experience that was being a black woman in 1960s Texas and how it has changed her as a person and filled her with completely justified anger that she doesn't know how to cope with because, again, her family fundamentally cannot understand her trauma, and multiple scenes where she talks about how losing Ray and Claire, the two people she loves more than anyone in the world, has made her bitter and hopeless and angry because she did nothing to deserve losing them except try her best to save them, and everyone who cannot understand the pain of losing a child telling her to suck it up has, again, filled her with completely justified anger, and the many times she has tried to improve herself resulting only in more pain and loss has made her lose hope that she can ever be happy and the fandom saw these scenes and went "Wow Allison was such a bitch this season! I hated her!"
7/17/22 EDIT: Since I've gotten a lot of replies talking about how her actions are inexcusable, especially what she did to Luther, I just want to say I agree! I agree that her actions are fucked up and not okay and can't be forgiven- this post was never meant to be about excusing or defending her actions, especially not the SA (I have many thoughts on that scene, which I can make a separate post about if anyone wants), it's about the way the fandom has been erasing her complexities and treating her as a one-note villain. So before you comment "but what she did to Luther!" I know! I'm just asking you to look at her whole character and what led to her actions, not just act like she suddenly became this horrible, evil person all of a sudden without any reason.
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jaredkeeso · 1 year
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it’s the most fun I’ve had in months.
bonus:
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stabbyfoxandrew · 2 months
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🕊️ WIP Wednesday (3/13) 🕊️
Hi! Send me an ask to make me work on my WIPs. I'm not sure how many I'll be able to take today so one each pleasies. :3
1. Vampire Andrew AU
2. Guardian Angel Neil AU
3. Mafia Front Restaurant AU
4. Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU
*click the links for masterposts for each au!
Here's some Angel Neil (Part 132):
When a heated discussion about ice cream flavors has Andrew threatening to throw himself off the building, Neil banishes him from the roof. Andrew blinks at the angel. Once, twice.
“Excuse me?”
“I said you’re banished from the roof until I say so.” Neil says, crossing his arms. “Joking about suicide isn’t allowed up here, Andrew.”
“Well you’re no fun at all.”
“I’m not supposed to be fun.”
"You're supposed to keep me safe. So what's the problem with me making a joke?" Andrew asks.
“Okay. Fine. You’re not banished. But you probably should hang out with your humans for a while.”
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tradingjack · 1 year
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babygirl's babygirl alert
[Edit: updated with IDs for accessibility, thank you @princess-of-purple-prose for the descriptions :D]
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musingmycelium · 3 months
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its oc kiss week!!! @antivan-beau 😘
In the time between the midday meal and contemplation the Keep is nearly quiet. Far fewer footsteps, the stones remain untrod, the sun shines cleanly on the turret stairs. Clandestine one might even say. Though even with the full bearing of the sun on her face Attie still finds a sliver of a chill slipping down her spine. 
Then again, those little stinging nerves in the tips of her fingers and the pit of her stomach may have nothing at all to do with the crisp autumn air nipping through the arrow notches. 
She walks up. One slippered foot at a time taking breath after breath, each corner could be the one. The stairs are quiet, now, in the hush when everyone else is in the dining hall, lively and loud and so very far away. Quiet except for the subtle thuds reverberating in the stones where Attie drags her fingers along the wall. Plate metal, she’s told, rings against the floor. She’s never cared about the way those footsteps fade before.
Another step, an echo in the wall. Only a handful more steps before the next floor, the open entryway peeking, sneaking glances just as Attie keeps sneaking upward. Anticipation, yes that’s the word for the way her toes feel numb and her heart climbs into her throat. Noure would be proud. 
Perhaps Bea will be too.
Attie takes one step up and a boot swaddled foot enters her upturned line of sight. Another breath, deeper. The scent of leather polish faintly follows the ankle, follows the calf. 
Around the corner. Sunlight catches in her hair as she descends the turret stairs, shining off her armor. Beatrice rounds the corner and Attie stops breathing entirely. 
But she doesn’t stop walking.
Clandestine, quiet, hidden in the stairs in the sunlight in autumn. 
Fleeting moments all they have. Too many things at stake, too many others where they should be alone. Responsibilities, obligations. There is room only for the flight path of sunlight in Bea’s hair, in the open mouth of Attie’s reflection on her breastplate. There is room only for passing on the stairs. 
Stepping past. Attie shifts to the side in the same movement as Bea makes room for her to continue. The last deep breath, to hold her metallic scent in her chest. It will last. It will last.
There is room only for the brush of Attie’s arm against Bea’s.
Oh it will last. 
One more step is all they have left. The Keep will come back to life, the stairs will empty.
Beatrice catches Attie’s arm just as she’s nearly past her. Her last breath is knocked from her lungs, the numbness the tingling the soaring in her stomach. On her arm, Bea’s breath ghosts her own refusal, her rebuttal, time is never enough and nothing good can last.
Her eyes are closed where she holds Attie’s arm to her chest and it’s too much. Too much of everything they can never have. Attie turns her head, towards the sun towards the stone, away from where Bea presses a tender kiss to Attie’s forearm. 
Sunlight. Sunlight, sunlight, the autumn sunlight hits Bea’s hair and the fire Attie sees there has caught in Attie’s chest. How can it last, how can it last long enough. Her lips against the fabric covering her skin. How long can it last?
An uneven hitch in Attie’s breathing. An almost sob hidden by the crook of her elbow. Bea releases her arm with nothing more than a lingering touch and the reverberations of her footsteps down the stairs fades from the stone walls where Attie cannot help but let her fingers linger.
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gowonders · 8 months
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world-class kisser ♥ c.bg
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notes : hi!! this is my first time writing in a bit— so i’m sorry if this is bad! also english isn’t my first language so bare with me ♥
warnings : one tiny mention of drinking.. best friends2lvrs !! (not proofread at all)
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you’ve known beomgyu since you were a kid. you’ve done everything together! so much so that even your parents started shipping you together. you went to a dance in middle school together when both of your dates ditched, you took your first shots together.. but mainly? had your first kiss together. which may seem awkward to any other friends… except you guys are different.
the first “first kiss” was just for practice. nothing more! beomgyu had more experience than you, so naturally, with your closeness, you asked him to teach you to kiss.. so that you wouldn’t embarrass yourself at your next date with your then boyfriend.
…it was a little more than a peck, and you shortly after canceled the next date. 
and it kept happening. you both kept finding excuses to have your lips on another’s, it was just too much. no matter who you dated, they just weren’t beomgyu. and whoever beomgyu dated, they just weren’t you. 
beomgyu just couldn’t find someone as sweet, comforting and perfect as you. and you couldn’t find the perfect person to joke with, the most teasing man you’ll ever meet, and the biggest sweetheart you’ll ever know. the bar was set too high.. so how do you fix it..?
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you were in your room, laying on your bed with beomgyu alongside you.. this wasn’t uncommon, you practically lived at eachothers houses. but something was.. different today.
the room was silent, sure, you looked at eachother, but it was always like cat and mouse. beomgyu looked at you? you looked away. you caught beomgyus eyes? he looked away.
the tension was so thick.. you could cut it with a knife.
“yn… are you okay..? you’re acting different.” beomgyu says, looking up from his phone, his eyes darting along the face of the person he’d been pining over for agessssss.
the truth is.. no! you were absolutely not okay! you two had found another excuse to kiss eachother, and it was definitely more.. passionate than other ones. and it had left you needing to confess. it left a pit in your stomach. either you confess— and beomgyu likes you back, (yay!) or he says no and you ruin the friendship.
“um.. yeah! sorry i’m just.. tired! didn’t sleep for a while after you left, gyu!”
you’re not really lying.. you stayed up for a while thinking of the kiss, texting your best friend (who’s telling you how painfully oblivious you both are…) about how amazing the kiss was.. but they shoot you down with ‘can you guys date already.. this is really giving fwb.’ ouch!
“look… yn. i kinda wanna tell you something.” beomgyu looks up at you, he seems flushed and if he is— you definitely are!! what’s going on…?
“yeah! anything, gyu.” you say with a smile, leaning against your headboard as your fingers twirl and run through his hair.
beomgyu rolls his eyes at your actions with a smile, his cheeks getting more and more pink by the second.  
“look, yniee.. i- i like you. i have now for like.. 3 years..?” he spits out, your hands freezing in his hair as your lips part.
“you- huh???” no way. no fucking way. “you like me?” you laugh breathlessly.. your hands leaving his hair as you lean further into your headboard.
“was it not obvious? you think that flirting was for nothing? you think the way i held you was because i wanted to show off my strength? you think all those kisses were just because i thought you needed more practice?? no!! you’re practically a world-class kisser, yn!! i wear my heart on my sleeve— you’re so oblivious!” beomgyu finishes his mini-rant with a giggle as her sits up against your headboard too, his pretty eyes staring into yours, waiting for a response.
“oh. oh! don’t even start with me!! i’m oblivious? you think all of those times i asked to kiss you were for practice?” you respond, nudging his arm slightly.
he rolls his eyes with a smile as he holds his hand out.. almost saying ‘don’t talk to me.”, you giggle as your fingers make it to his shoulder.
“soooooo.. are we gonna date? because i’ve been whipped for you for agesss.” you trail out, a small smile on your face as you look into his eyes.
“fineeee.” he says quickly with a peck to your nose, his hand suddenly snaking to your waist.
oh, we are so back!!!
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voidcoretxt · 2 years
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co ja robie ze swyim życiem aka clown in a polish folk dress ^-^ !
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crest0flamine · 1 year
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noisy an chaotic Alt ID under the cut
[Alt ID: A screenshot of a private message conversation between two people. The first one to speak always writes in all caps and frequently makes spelling errors. Both people use common texting abbreviations. The messages read as follows:
1. In all caps: “What are your adjectives”
2: “You mean my pronouns??”
3: In all caps: “No I already know your pronouns what are your adjectives”
4: “Uh I dunno? What are yours?”
5: In all caps: “Noisy an chaotic”
6: “I’ve never had something go from making no sense to complete sense so fast”
At the bottom of the image, Linhardt von Hevring and Caspar von Bergliez’s portraits from Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes are placed so it seems Caspar is the person who is yelling in all caps and Linhardt is the person trying to make sense of it all. Caspar’s portrait is specifically the one where he is laughing with his eyes closed. End ID.]
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mizzmellos · 9 months
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INSANITY - a b x mello mix
"I'd love to see inside your mind and tear it all apart / to cut you open with a knife and find your sacred heart."
✞ Lil' Red Riding Hood // Sam The Sham & The Pharaohs ✞ Evil Eye // Franz Ferdinand ✞ Creepy Crawl // Necro ✞ Insanity // Oingo Boingo ✞ Bed of Roses // Mindless Self Indulgence ✞ Kidnapper // Blondie ✞ The System (instrumental) // Necro ✞ Never Gonna Stop // Rob Zombie ✞ Born of Fire // My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult ✞ Fuckhead // Test Dept ✞ Strap Me Down // Leather Strip ✞ Lecher Bitch // Genitorturers ✞ Thirteen // Ballpoint ✞ Bitter End // Sister Machine Gun
^for the winners of my obscure ship poll 😇 I present what is potentially the best case of "I could make him worse" in the entire series. 💖 l*nk in the reblogs!! 👇
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animusicnerd · 2 years
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Who gave my immune system the right to act like complete crap?? Like damn, I did not ask my first week of summer to be spent like this, but you know what, it’s fine- I swear-
Why?
More fem! Twst x fem! Reader brainrot. Enjoy! (Btw, I was not thinking while writing so characterization might be off.)
CW: Slight Homophobia
Riddle Rosehearts coming to terms with the fact that she is indeed a lesbian once she realizes that she likes you. She has a slight panic attack due to the fact that her mom has always raised her with the belief that men and women can only be romantically involved with each other, despite it not being true at all. A gay in denial but once she does come to terms with that, she devises a way to confess her feelings to you with the help of Trey and Cater. Unfortunately, those plans go to dust once you ask if she likes girls and, after a very awkward conversation with a strawberry red Riddle, she finds herself being your girlfriend. Guess that rose garden date can wait another time.
Malleus Draconia who mostly pins for you from afar, wondering if you are a fellow homosexual. She remembers Lilia telling her to just go for it and to shoot her shot but she ends up getting advice from Cater by accident. Cater tells her to ask if you listen to Girl in Red or if you like Doc Martens and although she’s a little confused about why she would ask those things, Malleus goes along with it and if you say yes to any of those, she’s ecstatic. Cater said that it means that you must like girls too, right? Let’s hope that you know some Fae courting rituals then
Deuce Spade who cannot look at you in the eye once she realizes she fell in love with one of her best friends. She’s absolutely red and is tripping over herself to not reveal her crush to you yet. It’s embarrassing to her and since it seems pretty obvious that she does like you, Ace and Epel are teasing her to death while Jack and Sebek are over it. Grim doesn’t care but if Deuce does ask her out, the cat demands tuna in return for borrowing the henchman. If you do like her back, then you would have to be the one to confess first because she’s just a mess around you.
Leona Kingscholar demanding that you sleep and cuddle with her because it’s your fault that she can’t sleep without you now. It doesn’t matter if it’s the botanical gardens or in her bedroom, she needs you there now to let her take her needed naps. Surely you can do this for her considering you made her dependent on you. If you’re not there, Ruggie is pleading with you to find Leona and let her lay her head on your lap or chest or anything, just make her have a decent nap for once. When you find Leona sleeping in her room, cuddling a pillow to her chest, you smile as you hear her mutter your name followed by a soft I love you. Maybe you should ask her out tomorrow.
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bochechxs · 6 months
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“Stains like the blood on your teeth”
-March of the pigs, Nine Inch Nails
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seafoam-taide · 6 months
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Late at night sketches of Thang. Some cutes and some being everything is hard sometimes when in the end you aren't made up of much more than nothing
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quitedisastrous · 8 months
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me: hrm i'll do one more siltclan moon today
clangen: has like seven notable things happen
me:
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