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cersei saying tommen betrayed her by killing himself is so unhinged but it might be the most book accurate thing she's done in the whole show ngl
#.txt#just remebered this happened bc there was a 'which character do you prefer' with hotd/got characters n one of them was luke n tommen#and someone was like 'luke bc he didn't betray his mom ☝' so true#how inconsiderate of him smh
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GIVE ME YOUR PLAN FOR RELASPE
GIVE IT TO ME
GIVE IT TO ME
GIVE IT TO ME
GIVEY NOWYYY
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SO RELAPSE. THE PHASE DIRECTLY AFTER HOPE.
Remember when I said in the PSA that Heartless gets worse? This is that worse. This is that deepest part of the pit the au gets. So that means TWs for: suicidal ideation, themes of attempted suicide, self harm
Its a little long because of the main event in focus BUT I can still give you the summary (proceeds to write the longest thing possible this arc is MASSIVE and I have SO MANY THOUGHTS to keep it coherent)
Relapse starts with the first argument between Heart and Perseverance since Apathy. Heart has been awake consistently for awhile, but his progress has been stagnating and Perseverance has Suspicions. Especially with how hungry Heart has gotten for affirmation that he is needed and wanted.
And like the Mind that he is he uses a brute force approach. Straight up demanding to know what's going on, because they have tried everything so clearly the problem must be Heart. (metaphorically he relapses into old habits of being too cold and inconsiderate)
While Penitence does smack him over it (overprotective smh), this brashness is more familiar to Heart than them tip toeing around him and he responds in kind (and anger. A Lot Of Anger.) Hilariously, Perseverance is pretty thrown off by the argument because its been MONTHS since he's been in one, while from Heart's perspective its only been a couple of weeks.
During the argument, Heart accidentally lets slip some concerning views he holds about himself, and when he tries to backpedal Perseverance grabs ahold of the words and goes "nope. dealing with our problems right here and now", so Heart lets loose with ALL of the emotions and negativity he felt in Apathy. YOU told me emotions weren't needed. I'm just doing what you told me to do and left the unwanted part of myself in Apathy.
And this admissions HORRIFIES Penitence, who had never asked about what Heart and Mind talked about during Apathy. Perseverance meanwhile is desperately backtracking and trying to take back words said months ago, but Heart just presses down further in his anger. Penitence attempts to break them apart and gets Heart's anger turned on him. YOU abandoned me in the pit and allowed Mind to insult me. You're equally at fault.
It's a rough argument. I also intend for Perseverance to unintentionally be manipulating Heart's emotions and guide him towards giving them a solid answer, and that Heart would notice this and get angrier. Because Perseverance is using the logical "if I can push him into messing up" and deliberately saying the most pointed little things. This is the WRONG THING TO DO because he triggers Heart, and its just like the pit again with Mind insulting and ignoring his emotions again. Although to be fair to Perseverance, Heart finally yells at him about how he doesn't want to be the Emotional Side anymore.
And Penitence jumps in with a YOU ABANDONED YOUR ROLE? It's mostly generalized horror at the very physical side effects on Heart, but to Heart it reads like a rejection of his autonomy and decisions. Because oh, he fucked up, now they know he was weak enough to give up. Part of the stagnation was that he doesn't feel like they've changed at all, and now his stupid emotions are getting him judged again. So, he doubles down. And also restarts the process of rejecting the Emotional Side. WHILE PERSEVERANCE AND PENITENCE ARE IN THE ROOM TALKING TO HIM. Heart is a really good actor when no one is paying attention to him properly.
This argument makes it pretty clear to Perseverance and Penitence that for all the progress they think they made, they forgot to make sure Heart experienced the same progress. Because Heart still doesn't think the Emotional Side is necessary.
Perseverance and Penitence try to argue Heart down from his decision. Perseverance's desperation makes him more blunt and cold, while Penitence keeps asking what rejection of the Emotional Side accomplishes. And boys, that is not what you want to tell a suicidal person. They're all falling into old habits of arguing with Penitence trying to break them up, and none of them notice Heart begin to physically fade as the argument drags on.
The argument only ends when Penitence bodily drags Perseverance out of the room. When he returns he finds Heart having relapsed. Not fully: they did leave a spark of hope in Heart that he is wanted. But enough to slip into random bouts of unconsciousness.
Yall read the chicken plush story yeah? This is a devastating blow to their progress. Penitence blames Perseverance for going with a brute force option. Perseverance blames himself for doing that instead of thinking things through. Heart refuses to meet Penitence's glance or willingly talk to him. It's a massive disaster.
Perseverance wants to apologize. Except. Penitence won't let him. Or talk to him. Or willingly interact with him. Or looking after him.
Penitence is using old tricks: when Heart and Mind argue, separate them and ignore the one at fault for a week (in a metaphorical sense relapsing into old habits). He blocks Perseverance from Heart's room even when he wants to apologize, look he tried with a plush even.
It is very similar to how Penitence physically separated them during ROE and after via Apathy, and how he ignored Heart then. I hope you see where this may be going.
Perseverance inevitably runs out of things to do, having fallen out of habit in the weeks Heart has been awake, and Heart believes that Mind hates him. Because while separation of the halves is a tried and true method, this is not a normal situation. Perseverance feels bad enough already and it fuels his already bad overwork and lack of self-care, and it leaves him alone with his thoughts because he needs to find a solution, this is his fault so its his problem to fix, and he finally has the correct information.
And when he runs out of things to do the only thing left is to sit in his room and think. And as he feared from the start, thoughts turn to emotions turn to tears. And Penitence isn't there to help him through the messy explosion of grief and guilt that has been bottled for months that he feels as physical symptoms. He tries to redirect himself towards logical thinking, but the last thing he was thinking about was Heart rejecting the Emotional Side, and it sends him careening down the entirely wrong spiral of thought, including a lot of questions that a less vulnerable him would have stopped dead in its tracks before he could ponder on them.
You know, questions like, say, "what are the benefits of rejecting something that fundamental to you?", or "is it really such a bad thing? he still fulfills his physical purpose.", or "can I do that too? its not something limited to Heart is it?"
Yeah. The Wrong Path Of Thought. With a disturbingly Logical Conclusion. If he rejects the Logical Side, replicates Heart's decision? He will have peace from his thoughts, it will prevent him from making another mistake with Heart, and he will be less of a burden on Penitence by removing the need to look after him. Three birds, one stone. He mentally frames it as protecting his halves from himself. He ignores that it would probably shatter Penitence the same way Heart already did.
He doesn't make the decision immediately, but the thought plagues him. Penitence doesn't notice his changed behaviour and continues to block him from Heart. There A Thought: Penitence might not notice if he does go through with it. Another Thought: did Heart also consider that when he rejected the Emotional Side?
(Ironically, Perseverance reaches a similar conclusion and reasoning that Heart did in Apathy from a different angle. It would help the other halves if I was only my Physical Function, because my Metaphysical Function is harmful because I am harmful. And no one would notice when I do fade away.)
And he might have done it that night, if not for a misshapen chicken plush sitting on his desk. Perseverance wants Heart to have his apology. It takes another day to figure out the time to sneak into Heart's room, leaving the plush behind with a kiss to its head.
He doesn't lock his door when he returns to his room, Penitence hasn't checked on him in nearly a week now and he's confident they won't come now. He lies down in bed and tries to reject the Logical Side.
Key word being tries. Like Heart he struggles for awhile against the instinct to shy away from internal rejection, and then another while longer struggling to actually commit the rejection because he keeps approaching it logically. It takes time for the emotions of loneliness and sadness and tiredness to actually take hold and begin hollowing his brain.
You read the chicken plush fic right? This is a reminder that you read the chicken plush fic. That Heart, feeling more accepted because of the plush clearly made for him, demands Penitence let Perseverance in. Penitence, sent by Heart to bring Perseverance, walks in on his attempt. He notices that something's different both because Perseverance has become a light sleeper and because Penitence has spent the last few months recording and becoming familiar with the relevant vital signs, and panics. He slaps Perseverance awake (left the trident in Heart's room and didn't want to waste time or worry Heart grabbing it), interrupting his attempt. It is its own shock when Perseverance, scarily slow to realize he's failed and been discovered, only responds to being shaken by rolling over and hiding his face, refusing to speak.
Perseverance remains hollow, flipping violently between blankly staring at a wall and quiet mutterings of his logical justifications for his actions, all seemingly without recognizing Penitence's presence. Penitence has to shake him out of bouts of too long zoning out, much too similar to Heart's unconsciousness and growing closer each time.
Penitence is left to make up excuses for Heart and attempt to prevent BOTH his halves from falling off the edge into rejection. Heart may be getting better, but Perseverance is getting worse at the same time. He starts struggling where before he had Perseverance's help, not quite knowing where some things in the house are kept as the house gets messier and messier. Heart keeps bugging him about Perseverance, and everything is falling apart around him faster than he thought it could. He's going through bandages and gauze faster than before and his arms are starting to tremble from how often he's cutting and tearing open wounds. He's caught himself considering his legs as a new canvas at night. He unlocks his drawer and stares at the bloody noose he buried inside every night before locking it away again. The smile he puts on for Heart grows frailer by the hour.
(and here's the part that I'm a lot more unclear about whoopsie)
Inevitably, Heart grows frustrated at Penitence's lies and dodging around the question and yells at him, starting another argument. Except its less of an argument and more shoving Penitence headfirst over his own edge (again) into a major mental breakdown because everything is falling apart and its all his fault for being neglectful and ignorant and now they both hate him as much as he hates himself and he can't handle the stress of two terminal patients alone and the noose is looking incredibly tempting right now doesnt Perseverance rejecting himself means he's given up and they can finally die?
Heart picks up that something is deathly wrong when Penitence crumples to the floor like a wet rag sobbing and clawing blindly at his throat. Because the Soul he remembers is much more resilient than this and can take being yelled at. The Soul he remembers doesn't break down in front of him in pained screaming and turn violent hands on themself.
Heart shoves himself off the bed to stop and comfort Penitence, and finds out what's been happening in the house over the past few days from their shattered whimpers. With some difficulty, Heart manages to convince Penitence to let him try something, calming him slightly, and Penitence carries Heart (and his chicken! the chicken is important) to Perseverance's room.
A little bit mentally unclear on this sequence, but I want Heart to sit next to Perseverance and hug him, chicken placed in its lap, to apologize for being cruel and ask him to come back so he can properly thank it for the gift. I want Penitence to sit on Perseverance's other side at Heart's insistence and quietly apologize to them both for neglecting them all like that and promising to do better. For Perseverance to slowly, with their encouragement and love, come back to them and start crying, quietly apologizing for starting another argument with Heart and all the insults he threw during Apathy, and for abandoning Penitence. For them to promise to do better by each other and help each other get better, because all of them almost shattered alone.
That this collective trio of support is going to be what breaks them out into the Recovery phase of Heartless. Because they were never going to heal without being a trio. It had to be Heart, Mind and Soul together helping each other.
(and of course, Heart asks Perseverance if it used one of his dang hoodies for the chicken, to its quiet embarrassment. yes it did. it got them all laughing as Heart shoved the chicken plush into its face in revenge.)
Oh and fun fact! This was the original ending of the AU, not inclusive of the healing. Before I decided I wanted the AU to involve healing, this was where the AU deadended. Heart fully relapses, Perseverance entirely gives up, Penitence upon discovering both of these hangs himself. But the healing is SO much more satisfying :D
#reply#Heartless AU#Heartless stuff#cccc au#ooo this one was a long and rough one boys#honestly this is just a summary of Relapse lmao#but yeah you can see where the dead end used to be#but I decided on the HEALING and it is SO MUCH MORE SATISFYING#rand.writ#RIGHT TRIGGERS#suicide#suicidal ideation#self harm#selfharm#the EMOTION the EMOTION#I literally wrote and planned that last sequence right this second tbh#Heartless Story
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hi hello! i really enjoy the way you write vance and the 'happy metalhead boyfriends' type requests:) could i request something along this lines, but like with a dramatic love confession & first kiss kinda trope? m!reader pls
screaming crying sobbing i LOVE writing for the happy metalhead boyfriends, it makes me so happy smh its exactly what i need, so of course ill do this🫶🫶 i can just imagine that vance is so worked up about his feelings, youve been on his mind, maybe its months after he was taken by the grabber, and all he could think about was how caring youve been and how genuine you are after he escaped :)
if you requests metalhead bfs for vance i will literally 100% do it its just so adorable omfg
requests r open, masterlist is up!!
Vance Hopper x Male Reader!
Warnings: Mentions of Abduction, Frustration, Happy Boyfriends
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The days dwindled on for everybody but him, it was like the universe was extending his torture, the only thing that proved he wasn't in hell, was you. Your fragrance, your love, your genuine care for what Vance was thinking each day distinguished you from others. People often swarmed him for his trauma inducing past. The invasive comments, the inconsiderate questions, it made him violently sick in his stomach, it consumed what was his previously content life.
They always spoke of the man. If he was in school, it was questions of 'How did he not murder you?'. If he happened to be in public, it would be along the lines of 'How did he keep you?'. These questions were like mosquitoes, slowly draining, plucking the life force from him, leaving open scars to heal once again.
He wished everybody but you would just fuck off.
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"Vance? Dude, you good? It's just a little present I thought to get you while I was out."
Your easy voice brought him back to the present. You two were located in a park that you found, surrounding trees giving you ample shade with the evergreen leaves, the daylight shining easy on his cheek, highlighting the jean jacket you'd recently bought him as a birthday gift.
His eyes met yours, and he gazed down at the cassette tape you brought, introducing it as his.
"It has Iron Maiden and Bon Jovi, a little of you and a little of me, so when you're out you have somethin of me with you!"
Your voice was excited, the present being a discreet way to see how he'd react to you being affectionate. Unbeknownst to you, you consumed his every waking thoughts, as well as filling his dreams when he was asleep.
"Thanks man, this shit rocks,"
His voice was cut short. He wanted to admit so much more than you knew. He wanted to fill his life with even more of you. He adored your everything, the way you respected him, just subconsciously knowing what he needed. Your angel eyes that he loved more than anything to just look into, seeing the way you truly were immersed in him. His words were so limited in the moment, but he prayed that you knew he wanted to say more.
He took the cassette gently, having his calloused finger tips rub against your rough hands, given an edge from the cigarette burns & fights that were, in your reasoning, justified for Vance. He thought they fit perfectly together, two jagged rocks that interlink for one another.
"Jesus, we still have most of the day to waste. Wanna head to my place? Hang there?"
Most of what he said was true, he did want you to come over, have his room smell like you, but a day spent with you is a day never wasted.
"Course, lead the way!"
You were practically radiating, doing a terrible cover up job to mask your eagerness. This wasn't the first time he'd invited you, but a day you two spent the day at Vance's house was a day closer to you becoming a title further than 'friends'.
Vance's arm wrapped around your shoulder, guiding you up. The feeling of you in his arm made his breathing uneven, it was such a completing feeling that he didn't know how to act normally, keeping an oddly cold face on while he did. The more he took you two into town, the more you could feel the stares, burning through you like lighters. The same foreboding feeling overcame you two, predicting what was next.
"Excuse me? Vance Hopp- Young man! Could we have a moment of your time for an interview?"
A day could be spoiled so quickly by unplanned guests. Vance didn't bother sparring a glance, not wanting the attention he despised, if they wanted to talk, they could kiss his ass for all he cares. You could hear the shoes scurrying on the sidewalk, y a dash for somebody that thought they were the bane of his existence.
"Sir, please, a moment of your time!"
A hand was laid on your shoulder, a firm grasp on your shredded t-shirt, causing you to flinch and squirm under there touch. While you froze from shock, Vance reacted the only way he knew how to when he was under pressure; violence.
A gruff hand latched onto the reporters arm, tearing it away from you. You could sense his anger leaking from him, it was odd to see him so aggravated over this, normally you would shush the crowd away. Vance's thoughts were blanking, he was in disbelief they'd put a hand on what he considered an intimate buddy. His body was hot, anger replacing the feelings of comfort he once felt.
"Fuck. Off. Get a fucking life, dickbag."
A poisonous lace tied to his words, filling the air around the two of you, killing the noise with ease. Putting no more time aside for them, he took your wrist and pulled you along, a worrying silence accompanied the walk the rest of the way.
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The wooden door stood no chance against his boot, wobbling in at the slightest amount of pressure put on. Inside, the house was neat, surprisingly neat for somebody like Vance to keep home in it, but you came to know over the months that he preferred his space clean, unlike his outside persona.
A smell that you could only describe as 'deaths accomplice' took over when you were tugged into Vance's room. It was medium sized, the room itself being cozy, some things thrown here and there, but not terrible, it might've even made you make a mental note to tidy your room, just for the occasion that he comes over.
The boys hand was still securely wrapped on you, not letting go until you sat on the bed, with him standing up, pacing the room inconspicuously. It was odd to see him so distressed. You'd been there to comfort him after overwhelming moments, he was more of a silent cryer than an anxiety induced victim. He was acting abnormally for something thats happened so many times. He was almost jumpy, like something would pop out. The steps he took made his hair bounce lightly, emphasizing how soft they were.
"We need to talk. Now."
Shit. What's wrong with him? Vance never showed this extent to his vulnerability. You could feel your heart beating faster, your eyebrows furrowing as you nodded to him, giving the quiet 'okay' to go on.
He was huffing as he trued to find the words, displaying his distraught. Be was trying to form words for a feeling that was like his own religion. He followed you & listened to you, taking your words with nothing but trust. It was easy to trust someone who made you feel like heaven, even when you were trapped, caged in hell.
How hard could it be to just ask someone to be your boyfriend?
He took strides over to you, and stopped right before your feet, forcing himself to make his eyes to meet yours.
"You mean more to me than you know, and I can't help my feelings, or whatever this is. I want you to be with me, be by my side, like officially. I want you to feel the way the world shifts around me when you're around. I want you to be my boyfriend, fuck!"
The tones of his words rose and fell, he wanted to say what he's felt for so long in his own words, his angrily confused demeanor. To somebody else, it may've sounded like he was frustrated, misinterpreting his intentions entirely, but to you, it was clear as day. Stunned to his words, you once again nodded, compensating for your voice, but your nod didn't let down how thrilled you were, or the way your nerves made your body shake.
Vance's eyes were trained on you, seeing you nodding enthusiastically, seeing the silent 'yes' that he craved.
Without a word, he brought his hands to your face, holding you while his lips came onto yours, a celebration of its own, passion & love entwined.
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ive had a busy day today, so im sorry if this seems off💔 but i just love happy metalhead bfs sm bro
requests r open, masterlist is up!!
#black phone#vance hopper x male reader#vance hopper x reader#vance hopper#vance hopper x you#the black phone 2022#the black phone x reader#the black phone#happy metalhead boyfriends
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All hail synastry queen 👑 I enjoy your synastry content a lot, reading your chart interpretations religiously is part of my daily rituals at this point. If you have the time, I would appreciate it if you take a look at this chart. Me and this person have been on and off for about 2 years now and although they pretty much are using me as an emotional punch bag I cannot find it in me to just leave for good? I just feel this immense pull and I can't quit it. Do they feel it too? Am I on their mind as much as they are on mine? Smh. I'm blue and they're orange.
Have a blessed day ❤️
Ahww thank you so much for the compliments !! 💫💕
To: answer your question: Sex. It’s sex. If you never had sex with this person, you wouldn’t feel this way. It’s almost comical how extremely addicting the sex is in this synastry. Mars conjunct mars. You’re exactly each other’s sexual style. Your energies match too well and he sees the aggressive, selfish and sexual side of himself in you. Therefore you becomes inconsiderate and hard on purpose, like a punching bag. He thinks you can ‘handle it’, plus your chiron, the healer, inspires this in him. It’s like he’s having you around this way to heal him. Your chiron sits right there on your mars, squeezed in between this volatility. His actions hurt you because chiron is a wound that is constantly being triggered ! Why do you keep coming back? Probably because the sex is great and your chiron is in too deep already. Because at the same time, his mars is healing you in intimate moments. Being the mars person in this 8th house synastry is what makes you terminally motivated to protect him, sex him, be with him because it energizes you. With him I mean all the dark, hidden and primal parts of his personality. Him doing ‘wrong’ will not turn you off, because it’s the 8th house. It’s the literal definition of ‘warts and all’. These factors are the reason why you think this is a love connection.
Your moon square his neptune is also what creates delusion, there’s an element of ‘passionate romance’ there with venus trine pluto/lilith that is fun and inspiring. He ‘really likes’ you in the sense that’s he’s romantically impressed by your depth and independent sexuality and you, though harmoniously, feel very obsessive towards him. Are you on their mind? To him you are this powerful force of the best martian energy match that he’ll ever have, combined with a healer and a plutonian. He is constantly ‘wowed’ by you but idk if you’re on their mind a lot. It depends on how this person is affected by chiron and mars in the eighth house. Some people get obsessed and touched it, others just use it more. I’ve said before that chiron conjunct mars is the only sexual aspect that will make a man marry a woman. Maybe he feels that towards you? He feels very known by you. The reason I said it’s almost comical how sex is troubling your view of the situation is 1. Because charts often tell the same story twice or three times. Moon square neptune. 2. Because I am not seeing any other potent romantic aspects. I only see aspects for lingering and a relationship that is romantically shortlived. I get that he’s addicting, but you know in your soul that if what you’re looking for is a good safe partnership, you’re not getting 100% of your needs met here.
#astrology#synastry#zodiac#astrology signs#astrology synastry#zodiac memes#free chart report#synastry aspects#synastry astrology#synastry chart
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hii, could i rq a matchup with anyone from obey me, twst or kamisama kiss? ☆⌒ヽ(*'､^*)
im a bi girl, 5'3, intp-t 4w5 + aquarius, id say im some kind of ambiverted like 60% awkward-reserved-anti-social introvert and 40% chaotic, rambly, all over the place, once i start i dont stop extrovert?? depends on my mood i think (˘∀˘) for some random traits i'm erratic, eccentric, conscientious, creative, empathetic, unserious, sarcastic, not a team player and definitely come across as strange to literally anyone not used to me
hmmmm some hobbies i have are baking, writing, editing and arts + crafts (drawing, painting, making my own random stuff like candles, soap, stickers) - very practical very fun 🧝♀️ i also like gaming when i have time which is basically always bc im lazy and hate work, i leave everything last minute and procrastinate so much bc i and i'd rather be doing what i want instead of boring stuff 😒👎 it all ends up rushed and low effort unless im passionate abt it. probably why i'm also never on time but that's also bc i love sleeping
if i had to pick a label for whatever my style's supposed to be {bc i just dress in whatever looks good tbh} i'd say a hybrid of grunge and indie maybe💪😘 i take pride in my dress sense actually i think its gojus (μ_μ)
i have collections/mini collections of a couple things - plushies, crystals, stickers, bracelets and i keep anything and everything people might give me, i've done it as long as i can remember, like not even gifts just if someone gives me a rock or a piece of stationery or origami etc it'll be in my possession forever i'm too sentimental to get rid of anything, i have so much scattered everywhere it's unfunny 🧍♀️ i think my love languages are physical affection bc i love closeness altho im crap with emotional stuff but words of affirmation and mushy fluffy stuff can be pretty neat {even if it's embarrassing and awkward xox} + gifts bc i love buying myself stuff and receiving presents, i also like giving them but i feel like i'm spending too little or too much or compare it to what they give back to me and feel like it's not good enough or what they'd want bc i'm usually either too stingy or spend too much and think too much + feel bad when it feels like i don't give back to people as much as they give to me in any sense?? | (• -•)|
i love purple, literature, rock/pop/dance/techno music, space, halloween, history, things that smell nice/scented stuff, philosophy, nature, horror, psychology, fantasy, sweet/sour/salty foods, and animals {especially my bunnies ofc, my pride and joy <3} so im working towards becoming a vet bc im good w science and i'd definitely rather look after them than humans bc i am not a people person i'd fail miserably xox
i don't like ppl who are ignorant or inconsiderate bc they're annoying and punchable, my family, the ocean bc it's scary and doing embarrassing stuff which tbh is basically everything smh
anyways i tried to condense whatever i could think of LMAO but i cba to do anymore 💀💌 thank u!!
The Kamisama requests always make me happy:')
I match you with..
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...Mizuki!
The most gentle and sweet lover in the whole world.
He matches you like CRAZY, soulmates real;
Loves being chaotic with you, getting caught up in shenanigans and being lovey dovey with you;
He just randomly snuggles up to you whether it's in his snake form or human form, if snake form let's out occasional cute bloops that you die for, he also does the cute snake yawn, he knows it's cute and he's doing it on PURPOSE;
I hc that mizuki is great at portraits and has painting sessions with you in which you 2 paint in peace and show eachother the piece;
You teach him how to properly bake so that he doesn't drop lizards in almost everything you bake-
"but-but it's for good luck:("
"Mizuki, no"
He encourages you not wanting to work and lazes off with you, if for no reason Tomoe comes over he annoyingly comments on how as your familiar mizuki shouldn't encourage this but who listens to him;
Spends mornings sleeping in with you, if you have to go to school he'll just transform into his snake form and accompany you there!
Loves your collection of crystals and other things, so he finds the most beautiful crystals just for you♡
Loves your bunnies and cradles them in his hands, your basically a family, your bunnies have a dad now;
So in all he's the perfect match for you, the most peaceful and loveable relationship ♡˖
Thank you for the request dear annon! May you have a wonderful week<3
#x reader#matchups#mizuki x reader#kamisama kiss#kamisama kiss x reader#kamisama kiss mizuki#Kamisama kiss mizuki x reader#mizuki x reader kamisama kiss
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Winc*st/Sam stans: look at Jensen being forced to do awkward photo ops with Misha, he clearly hates it. But the fact that he doesn't say no to our awful poses (uhm, the barn) is evidence that he loves those
Hellers: look at Jensen being forced to do the bibros' awful poses, he clearly hates it. But the fact that he doesn't say no to the completely inappropriate and creepy poses we ask him to do with Misha, is evidence that he loves doing them, and destiel. The fact that when we show up with poses to insult him and demean him (y'all, those "his wife is the only good thing about him", "we couldn't get photo ops with the wives, so we settled for them" are really not funny at all, they're extremely disrespectful, not to mention, embarrassing af. You're not cool, you're not impressing him, you'd see that if you'd actually pay attention to reality), that he doesn't cause a scene is evidence that he likes being treated like trash
Um? Perhaps, if you cared about him, you'd see that the stuff brought to him by both "sides" probably isn't that pleasant an experience, and not just acknowledge that the "opposition" is being inconsiderate
Here's a thought: the fact that he agrees to do these poses is evidence of nothing other than that he's nice enough to do those poses because he doesn't want to upset people, evidenced by the fact that, wait for it........ he's actually said that people bring him poses he doesn't want to do, but he doesn't say no anyway. The poses that happen in the photo ops say nothing about his own personal opinions, and everything about the opinions and lack of respect and boundaries and consideration of the people who are asking for them. (Using these photo ops as indicative of his inner feelings would imply that every photo op that takes place has his personal endorsement and that he enjoyed it. You guys think he enjoys having his creepy stalker or the rest of her heller crew all over him every other con? I think the eff not.)
Of course, what he's actually said about that dumb ship (that it doesn't exist) and the barn (that while he was proud of the work they'd done, it was a difficult event, that he barely was able to make it through a couple of takes) and the gross poses certain groups bring him (that he regrets them instantaneously), those things might be saying something about his actual opinions, and how he really feels about those events/ships/poses (that he doesn't like them? Idk, it's one thing to be like, we're not going to speculate about his opinions on these poses, but if we are going to speculate, I have to say, the evidence is not in favour of him loving any of these categories of poses), but admitting that would involve actually listening to what he says, and not twisting his words or actions to fit an agenda.
P.S. forreals, destiel fans asking him to "recreate" a goodbye with Castiel in the barn or "recreate" a heaven scene......... just say y'all hate Dean as much as the other side does and move on. Seriously, none of you care about how absolutely terrible the finale was for Dean, how it wronged him, no, your problem is that pervy angel wasn't there. You don't mind the barn scene, you mind that it wasn't Castiel there instead of Sam, so don't act like you're any better than those people asking for the barn reenactment, smh, you're all the same, no care for Dean (or Jensen) himself, and the only concern being how to use him to validate your ship/fave/opinion
#dean winchester deserves better#jensen ackles deserves better#this is why i don't believe shippers when they call themselves 'dean girls'#me: i'm going to stop salt posting#the barn photos that have been attacking me all week#and then the latest post claiming ACTUALLY let's do deathstiel in the barn that'll make it all better#:#salt post#anti destiel#anti wincest#but more like........#anti shippers#anti hellers
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I've just only manage to catch up on the last two updates of hie.
i feel so worried that jk might know what oc did with his phone,, like he seems aware but then again he might not be fully aware just like a slight incline 🫣 and just waiting for the right moment to mention it
and im so curious on what's going on with yoongi as well 🥲
the painting junho did, omg? i feel so bad about how junho is being affected cause of all the stuff he might be witnessing cause of jk.
THE CLIFFHANGER??? omg, so curious about seojoon just appearing out of the blue.
jk in flashback: rewind literally made me feel sad and then even more infuriated with him. like seeing how he described wanting to see her but then the way all of that was disregarded after the way he acted once he saw hoseok and oc. it made me feel so upset that he ended up going to sora straight away?? like ahh that's got to hurt. :( like he really thought two years away from oc and acting the way he did was right when it wasn't fair to oc. i understand the initial feeling of being in shock but not listening after how calm oc was being was so inconsiderate, like not listening to oc when he was the one who went away, as if she should just pause because of him.
sora in the drabble, also being even more weird, seems like she definitely had a motive with jk from the start 🫠it makes me curious about the present jk and sora and the reason for them and their relationship much deeper than before. like it seems to me as if sora definitely doesn't even like jk it's an act for something else maybe👀
loved both of the updates yus <33 the feelings i feel whilst reading your work are remarkable. i love the way I can really picture everything as i read along, it's such an amazing feeling when you can read something and actually feel the emotions portrayed throughout. again, really glad i came across your work !! i cannot wait to uncover more about the storyline with each of the characters 🤍
so sorry i’m seeing this late :( but you’re right. like he was so excited and then all that just whooshed away when he saw oc with hobi :/ exactly !! he left without explaining things & then he was mad smh. literally everyone suspects that sora had a motive except jk himself 🙄
ahhh tysm 🥺 that’s honestly the best compliment ever !! i’m so glad to hear that my writing is vivid enough for you to experience all my characters emotions. thank you 🤍
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Dang Hana, you had one job and that was too not make me hate her more MISSION FAILED WJSNMA, like it’s so obvious that she is using Hyunjin as a way to move on or as a rebound from her ex ?? This is displayed especially when she keeps talking about her ex and his new girl and I’m like tf ??? WHY DO YOU CARE SM SMH. And also tbh Hana just kissed him and honestly idk why that didn’t sit right w me?? Like ok you guys kiss but also don’t do it Orin front of your friends and without consent from the other party ?? I mean maybe because I’m also seeing Hana from a 3rd party perspective so I’m kinda JWHAJAJA. But idk this chapter just made her seem and look like an inconsiderate person tbh. She clearly doesn’t know the mc well because she keeps making assumptions about her which aren’t true? Like talking about how the mc isn’t serious about dating but she just hasn’t found the right one yet !! Honestly she pisses me off and it’s tiring to see how the mc is just letting Hana take advantage of her kindness. Honestly I am just down right upset. Like stop using fate and stuff as a way to make him your hubby or smthg, actually try to appreciate him and get to know him. Tbh the only time that I agreed with Hana was when she said the mc and Hyunjin would get along really well. LIKE FINALLS SMH BAE URE SO DENSE ITS SO IRRITATING. like yo someone has to tell her that she is just so INTOLERABLE RN IMO !!!! Like how can one just be so inconsiderate ? She cant accept the fact Hyunjin asked her not to post the photo, BUT IMO considering he is a celebrity, it’s a valid reason because he obv wants to avoid scandals. I feel like she wants to post it simply because her ex posted a picture with his new love interest and that’s what kinda makes me annoyed also is how it’s so painfully obvious that she is just using Hyunjin as a way to rebound from her ex. Like I said idt Hana likes Hyunjin for who he is, it’s all just physical attraction. This can be seen how she always finds a way to shut down the things Hyunjin talks about, like how he and the mc were talking about the onion volcano. Honestly if I had her as a friend I would’ve dropped her SORRY J SAID IT SJSJSJ. Like it’s so obv her intentions are no longer pure ??? Like yea sure she did approach Hyunjin c bc she was genuinely interested in him, but as the story progressed, it became so alarmingly obvious that she is simply trying to use Hyunjin as a way to show everyone that “she is fine”, “I’m doing better without yeonjun”. She clearly cares too much about what people think and I think in a way she kind of uses his fame as a way to show yeonjun “I’m dating a celebrity. Someone handsome and better than you and your new girl”. Like tbh those intentions in itself are no longer pure. She is just using him for his fame, but idt she is doing it on purpose ofc. I think it’s more subconscious.
Like from how I see it the mc is just hurting but not to the point where it’s like OUCH MY HEART JABSJA. It’s more like she is starting to realize her feelings for Hyunjin. I honestly feel bad for her because I actually don’t know how Hyunjin feels for the mc and Hana so I hope we can see a chapter on that real soon !! But other than that I just pity the mc at this point bc they guy she is attracted to is dating someone else, and she even had to watch her “best friend” and said boy kiss. It’s like the universe is rubbing it into her face that she can’t have him. And that sucks !!! And also, her so called “best friend” (Hana) treats the mc like ABSOLUTE GARBAGE !!! Like gurl … MC HAS GONE AND SEEN ENOUGH PLSSSSS !!! But tbh the mc is such a good person to a fault imo. Like she takes whatever shiz Hana gives her and it’s just irritating. Like it’s obvious that the mc is always there for Hana. This is seen when Hana keeps calling the mc and how Hana always expects her to be there, and how she gets mad when the mc says “I cant rn I’m busy”. That could imply that Hana isn’t used to the mc not being there for her when she needs to rant or needs help. And it’s also so painfully obvious how loyal the mc is. Loyal to a daily imo. Like even though the mc is hurting, and sees the guy she is attracted to and Hana kiss, she tolerates it because she just wants Hana, a person she cares about, to be happy. Tbh this story in a way also kind of reflects the true nature of human kind. How very kind ppl like the mc are always and frequently taken advantage of their kindness. Bc I’ve seen many situations like this happen with ppl like these and it’s sucks on their part because they don’t deserve it !!! But also based off her last statement, I hope she won’t be the one to blatantly point out Hana’s true intentions. Because imo it might cause more harm than good, and I think it would be better if Hyunjin found out Hana’s true intentions himself. Although idk if that’s going to happen or if it’s possible, but let’s see what happens !!! But also tbh I find it inspiring how the mc always tries to find the goodness in other ppl !! Like how it’s so obv that Hana is just using Hyunjin as a rebound and constantly comparing him to her ex’s new girl and how she is better off. I like how the mc continues to believe that Hana’s intentions were true and pure (which they initially were), but slowly it just deviated away from that imo. And the mc notices that which is good, but also it’s just a pity that she clearly likes Hyunjin, and I know I kept mentioning she wouldn’t admit it, she did mention in one of the later parts in chapter 5 that “although she and Hana might like him differently”. Kind of a signifier that she sort of has a feeling that she indeed likes Hyunjin and j think she subconsciously admitted it to herself. THATS A GOOD AND BAD THING bc she will just hurt more, but also it’s a step forward to growth :>.
And as for Hyunjin, he is just confusing I’m sorry ISBAKAJ. Like to the point I’m getting really annoyed JHSJAHAA. bc like it’s obv he is attracted to the mc but idk how he feels about her so I’m kinda lost. But my initial thought still stands wherein I do think he is attracted to the mc hence why he even asked about the mc in the date between him and Hana. But I think he now feels discouraged because he feels like he may not have a chance due to the things that Hana mentioned. How the mc doesn’t take dating seriously etc. but I still do think that he likes her either way ! But idt he is admitting it to himself yet. It’s very endearing how Hyunjin is so observant of the mc and can literally READ but does not see through Hana HELPPP AJDHSJS but it could be bc Hyunjin doesn’t know about Hana’s past with Yeonjun. And tbh I think another reason why Hyunjin isn’t admitting his feelings to the mc is because he thinks that there’s either smthg going on between the mc and Felix, or Felix already likes the mc (or vice versa). This can be seen how when the mc answered the call, he immediately assumed it was Felix. Also I think he likes the mc because literally when they were talking about what could inspire art etc, when he said “A person”, BRO LITERALLY STARED OUR CUTE LIL MC DOWN LIKE SHEEEESH AJBSJAJA. but tbh I also feel bad for Hyunjin bc poor boy must be confused rn ab his feelings bc I think it’s more like, he is already seeing someone but he can’t be feelin these things for someone else, ESPECIALLY FOR THE BEST FRIEND IF THE OERSON HE JS SEEJNG SJSJSJ, so I think he is also “forcing” himself to see the mc in a light wherein they are “just friends” but bae all the signs and actions just make me think he likes the mc more and more AJBSJAHAJA. Sorry Hyunjin you are VERY VERG BAD AG HUDING UR FEELINGS DONT EVEN ESPECIALLY FROM US WE SEE EVERYTHING AISHJAJS. But huge tbh though, I do think Hyunjin is slowly starting to realize his feelings for the mc. This is shown when Hyunjin proposes to cancel his pre made plans with Hana to hang out with the mc !!! I bet if the mc hadn’t said anything, he would’ve really cancelled it. ALSO HELP DID HYUNJIN AND HANA RLLY KISS DOE DURING THEIR DATE ? Doesn’t seem like smthg for Hyunjin’s character in the story to do doe so idk I was shocked sjsbjs
All in all the new chapter was beautifully written as usual !!! But it broke my heart more than it brought me butterflies :<< ITS LIKE there’s always a good moment and then suddenly It’s just gone HUHU SHEBJA. i hope the time wherein everything h folds is soon bc idk how much more heart ace I can take for our poor mc JSBAJA IM TOO INVESTED IN THIS SJSHJSS. But fr I hope both the mc and Hyunjin get together soon HELP I JUST WANT ALL THE DRAMA TO END AKSBJSS ITS TOO PAINFUL !!! JSHAJAHA but that just means ure doing a great Job writing it AJEHJAAJ but actually, will we get to see Hyunjin’s point of view ? Like how he feels about the mc and all ? And around what chapter is that ? And how does Hyunjin truly feel for Hana and the mc ? No pressure to answer though !!
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your ask made me laugh haha. mission failed indeed !! since you sent this for a previous chapter, i wonder what you feel for her now after the latest update. it definitely is obvious that hyun is and was a rebound to her, but we are yet to hear both of their povs about that relationship in depth !
reading your thoughts about hana is always so interesting haha and i love reading every example for your opinion ! thank you so much for going to that effort and telling me !
aw dont be annoyed by hyun😭😭 hes just sorting out his feelimgs too and perhaps once you read it from his perspective, it may help things haha ? but he definitely is terrible at hiding his feelings and is very very obvious now !! (or is he just being nice 😗)
i hope the butterflies come back but he prepared for a lot more angst before the good stuff 🥲
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I always just kinda saw him as shy when it comes to anything outside of his sport or his personal endeavors like obviously it goes without saying Shak does amazing in her performances and all so no need to publicly go off about it if he’s not comfortable I just thought Aw he’s shy I’m sure he lets her know privately how proud he is but now I’m like wow what a snake
Same here. I always figured he was good at demonstrating his support to her in private based on how much she talked about him. More than shy, I thought of him to be cautious of his intimacy and preferred to keep his vulnerable side in private. But now he just comes off as sleazy and inconsiderate smh.
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Do you have any completely random facts about some of the people who lived during the Revolutionary war?
Oh man, I have so many you don't even know. I'll try to think of the best ones.
Well, my personal favorite is that George Washington's favorite breakfast food was hoecakes. They're actually pretty good. They're basically like pancakes but with a corn flavor.
When Gouverneur Morris was in France (during the French Revolution), a mob attacked his carriage, and he stuck his peg leg out the window to shoo them away. It worked.
Everyone hated Benjamin Franklin. Anyone that spent too much time with him was like "no this guy sucks." My friends like to remind me of the fact that he had a fart fetish, so that might have contributed to that.
Honestly, the most of my random facts come from either Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, and Aaron Burr, so here's a rapid fire of my top facts about them: Franklin electrocuted himself with a turkey, Jefferson really really fucking loved mac and cheese (more than my parents love me), and one time Burr tried to put a candle out by shooting it (Burr has a bad history with candles and guns).
Everyone on here knows about how Richard Kidder Meade went into a chimney to read his letters in private, but I have to include it because ~Meade~.
One time Lafayette danced with Marie Antoinette and stumbled and she laughed and he was literally traumatized (he was very dramatic about it).
My favorite Hamilton fact is that during the Constitutional Convention, he bet Gouverneur Morris that he wouldn't go up to Washington and slap him on the back like they were best bros, and Morris did it, and almost got punched in the nuts by Washington. I really like referencing that one.
One time John Laurens basically threatened the king of France. More detail on that later. He also threw a tantrum in every battle... ever. He was a man baby, sorry John.
Mozart also tried to pull the moves on Marie Antoinette, but got rEJECTED HAHA BABY LOSER IMAGINE COULDN'T BE ME. He also did gymnastics.
Dolley Madison did drugs, but Thomas Jefferson didn't want her to do drugs, so she went to James Monroe's house to do it. Jefferson was a nark smh.
I also have some fun ones about James Madison. Uhhhhhh one time he bought prostitutes for a foreign diplomat!
One time, a citizen made Andrew Jackson a massive block of cheese. It was there for like a really long time, until finally they just invited like all of Washington D.C. to a party to eat it. But there was still more cheese when the next president moved it. Another reason to hate Jackson: he was very inconsiderate with his cheese.
Deborah Sampson was the baddest bitch in the whole damn war like omg. She joined the war in the place of her father, got shot, rEMOVED THE BULLET HERSELF bc if a doctor did it they would realize she's a woman. I bow to her, she was amazing
I thought of these all on the spot, so I could probably come up with more/better ones if I dug real deep into my mind palace, but dude im tired rn, so i hope you learned something (sorry about the fart thing) and thanks for the ask!
#ain't no party like an 18th century founding fathers party#george washington#gouverneur morris#benjamin franklin#thomas jefferson#aaron burr#richard kidder meade brings me serotonin#lafayette#marie antoinette#alexander hamilton#john laurens#wolfgang amadeus mozart#dolley madison#james monroe#james madison#andrew jackson#deborah sampson#amrev#history#1700s#american history
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how would the boys (minus subaru & ayato) react to their boyfriend asking for a coffin to sleep in together
it’s always seemed so cosy and safe to me but it’s not like i can exactly just causally obtain a coffin smh
Shu: “If you drag me in there, sure. Heh, are you trying to lock me up all alone with you? I wonder if I’m safe from a pervert like you.”
Reiji: “Coffins are for mediocre vampires. Do you really expect me to sleep in one with you? If it is what you insist on, I will.”
Kanato: “There won’t be enough room for Teddy to sleep peacefully. He’ll have to squish between the two of us. That’s a bit inconsiderate toward him, don’t you think? Hm, but maybe every so often we can.”
Laito: “How lewd of you~ Do you want to act out a scene from a vampire movie? I can think of quite a few mischievous scenes that happen in a coffin. Aah, or we can sneak into Ayato’s Iron Maiden.”
#diabolik lovers#laito sakamaki#shu sakamaki#reiji sakamaki#kanato sakamaki#diabolik lovers reactions#male s/o
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elide x lorcan, modern au, sick fic/domestic fluff, word count: 1874
The clock at the back of his classroom showed that there was two minutes left until lunch. The history teacher knew he’d lost his students three minutes ago, and tossed his printed copy of the PowerPoint onto his meticulously organised desk. “Alright, guys, I think that’s enough for today. Pack up and get out of here, yeah?”
The sounds of rustling paper and shuffling bags filled the room. Lorcan unplugged his laptop from the projector and clicked it off, pushing the cart back to its corner. He heard his grade twelves’ easy conversations and jokes as they filed out, bidding him good-bye.
“Bye, Mr. S,” Evangeline called, waving as she walked out, “thank you!”
“You’re welcome, Evangeline. Have a good day,” Lorcan replied. No one else was in his classroom, so he pushed in the chairs and picked up the stray pencils that had been left.
He slid his laptop into his bag and slung the leather strap over his shoulder. Lorcan left the blinds down from when they’d been drawn for the video he’d shown and flicked the lights off before he closed and locked the door.
His hands were shoved in his pockets as he walked to the teacher’s lounge. Lorcan was the first there and he decided to call home, his phone in his back pocket.
As the phone rang, Lorcan grabbed an apple from the bowl of fruit and rinsed it before he ate it.
His fiancée picked up after two rings and sounded even more congested and hoarse than she’d been in the morning, “Hello, love. How’s your day going?” Elide coughed loudly, the sound deep and from her chest, “I’m feeling so much better, honestly, baby. I think I’ll just pop in and teach my last few class–”
“Lee, you're sick. You'll collapse before you get to the front gate and you know it,” he said, nodding to Rowan, who walked in with Aelin and Lysandra. Nesryn couldn’t have been that far behind them.
Elide huffed, knowing he was right and hating it, “I’m not sick, I’m not even barfing! I’m just achy and I have a cough, I’m fine.”
“You have the flu, Elide. You do not have the energy to teach two classes - stay home.”
She muttered something and Lorcan could practically hear her eye roll. “Fine. I can do video calls anyway, bye-bye, L, love you!”
“That is not what I meant, Elide,” he protested, but Elide hung up. Lorcan sighed through his nose and put his phone in his pocket once more. The rest of the apple was gone in two bites.
From one of the tables, the blonde science teacher looked over at him, a bite of leftover risotto and pink salmon on her fork, “Was that our Ellie dear? How is she?”
“Stubborn and petty,” Lorcan grumbled in good nature. He tossed his apple core into the compost bin, “I’m done for the day, so I’m going home. Please don’t call me if you need help.” His colleagues laughed mockingly at his inconsiderate remark and Lorcan smirked, saluting them as he walked out. “Bye, guys. Have a good day.” He walked down the hall, waving and nodding to students he recognised.
Lorcan passed two of his favourites, Luca and Evangeline. They stopped him to talk and they chatted about Luca’s upcoming debate and Evangeline’s English presentation. He wished them both luck and continued on, all but refusing to acknowledge any of his other colleagues. Lorcan didn’t have anything against them, save for a few, but he didn’t want to be dragged into a long conversation with them when his girl was home sick and miserable.
Outside, it was raining, but light enough that it was more of a mist than any noticeable precipitation. Lorcan got into their old Volkswagen Jetta - the car that Elide had saved for during her last year of high school to buy - and pulled out of the parking lot, going slowly around the meandering students and teachers alike.
Since he hadn’t eaten lunch yet and he had been dreading his tuna salad sandwich all day, Lorcan stopped by the local Blackbeak restaurant. He bought pierogies, borscht, sausage, and cabbage rolls. Knowing Elide loved them so, he added on an order of sweet, apple-filled piroshkis and sweet tea.
Luckily, the wait wasn’t long and he tipped them well when they handed him the containers in two plastic bags, including a tray for their tea. Lorcan carried their food back to the car and put it on the passenger seat, carefully fitting the cups of tea in the cup holders.
Lorcan got back in his seat and drove on, more slowly this time so the food would remain untouched. He’d tossed his phone onto the dash and it rang. He glanced over at it and saw Elide calling him. Since he was driving, Lorcan didn’t pick up and he would be home soon enough.
He came to a stop at a red light and looked over at the text she sent him.
princess: r u too busy to answer me cause ur with ur new WHORE.
princess: dont even come home tn im so over ur disrespectful ass. smh. 🙄. cant believe i ever trusted a MAN.
princess: bby im so hungry tell me what to get i cant decide 🥺 pls help me ill b so nice to uuuuuu ❤🖤🥰🥰😘
Lorcan laughed and shook his head, driving on home. He pulled up in front of their townhouse a mere five minutes later. Carefully, Lorcan balanced everything and locked the car. He walked through the front gate and up the stone pathway.
Somehow, he managed to carry everything and unlocked the front door. When he walked in, he heard someone’s long nails tapping across a laptop keyboard. Lorcan chuckled quietly and put his bags down. He hung up his jacket, put his keys in the silver dish next to Elide’s, and toed off his shoes.
Lorcan walked down the hallway and passed the staircase, putting their food on the kitchen counter. Then, he rolled up the sleeves of his wool sweater and white shirt. He walked upstairs, “Lee? You in bed?”
He passed their shared office and leaned against the doorframe, eyes landing on his fiancée. Elide had a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, her dark hair pushed up in a messy bun. Her thick glasses were perched on the edge of her nose and when she looked up at him, Elide pushed them back up, “Oh, hi, love.” She looked back at her laptop and colour-coordinated lesson plan, still typing. “I didn’t know you were coming home, you didn’t have to do that.”
“Evidently I did because my fiancée refuses to rest,” he said, shoving off the door and walking in. She rolled her eyes and frowned. Lorcan walked around to her side and crouched, twisting her chair around, “Elide. You’re sick. Your students are not going to be affected if you take a day or two off, now please. Can you just get back in bed? For me?”
She clicked her tongue and sighed, “That’s cheating. You can’t say it’s for you when you know I’d do anything for you.”
Lorcan smirked and cupped her face, his thumb stroking over her cheekbone, “Just doing what I can.” He surveyed her, his eyes not missing a thing. There was a slight sheen of sweat on her brow and her eyes were tired. Her skin was paler and more pallid than usual, the only spot of colour on the tip of her nose. She was restraining herself, but Lorcan could see her shivering. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m… fine.”
He arched a brow. Elide sighed through her nose and looked to the side.
“Fine. I feel like shit. I’m tired and I have a headache and I’m so, so tired,” she whispered, tipping herself forward and leaning into him. “I hated that you left this morning. I wanted to be with you and… and let you take care of me.”
Lorcan smiled softly and got to his feet, picking her up as well. Her head fell against his shoulder and he held her with one arm banded beneath her thighs. He cut off the camera and sent a bland message before signing out and turning it off. As he carried her out, Lorcan asked, “Are you hungry? Have you eaten anything?”
Elide shook her head, “No… I was sleeping.”
“I got food. Blackbeak,” he told her, smiling when she gasped wondrously.
“O-m-giness.” Elide said softly, dancing her shoulders around. “You’re the best, baby. Did you get piroshki? The- the sweet one. With apple.”
“Mm-hmm,” he said, pushing her hair back again. “And pierogies, tea, sausage, and cabbage rolls. Everything, even soup.”
“I love you so fuckin’ much, man,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. Elide’s face was comfortably hidden in the crook of his neck. She could smell his cedar cologne, the lavender dryer ball on his sweater, and the sweetgrass he’d smudged with. “We should watch When Harry Met Sally.”
Lorcan huffed a laugh through his nose and kissed the side of her head, “Yeah. Sally’s a spaz.”
“And Harry’s an inconsiderate asshat,” Elide replied, squeezing her thighs around his hips.
They crossed through the door of their bedroom and Lorcan set her down on their bed. He left her be, letting her manoeuvre into her little nest of blankets, quilts, and a duvet.
He changed into sweatshorts and a hoodie with their university’s logo before going downstairs. On his way, he re-did his hair in some tiered, sloppy and loopy bun.
In the kitchen, he played some random song from his phone and bobbed his head as he served them both food.
Lorcan carried their plates and bowls back upstairs. Elide got up to help her when he got to their room. On the TV that opposited their bed showed the main menu of When Harry Met Sally. He laughed quietly and shook his head, sitting down beside her and getting comfortable.
Elide hummed delightedly and pressed play from her phone. She took the tea first and drank it quickly, suddenly ravenous. Lorcan passed her water and medicine. Elide took it and ate her beet soup, sans sour cream.
The movie played and Lorcan ate his pierogies, gently sipping on his own tea.
Done first, Elide put her dish to the side and leaned into him. She mouthed the lines, her eyes slowly falling shut. Lorcan grinned and finished the cabbage roll before easing out from under her and taking their things back downstairs.
He got her more citrus tea and went back upstairs. The flu-ridden woman woke up when he got in bed and resituated herself.
“I got the vaccine, baby,” Elide muttered, her arms wrapped around his neck, “and I’m still sick. I’m anti-vax now. They’re hoaxes.”
Lorcan sighed through his nose, still adoring her dramatics. “You can’t say that to your students, Lee. They believe anything.”
The chemistry teacher smacked his chest, “They arent dumb! They’re just…”
“Stupid,” Lorcan finished her sentence. “C’mon, I had a student who didn’t know Terrasen’s capital. He was born here, Elide.”
She snorted and hid her face in his neck. “I love you.”
“Forever and always, Lee.”
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an: i luv them. omg.
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... is this just one big appreciation post for the women of Jujutsu Kaisen? Yes. It is. I go looking for some JJK content and I need more love for my powerful ladies! ⚠️SPOILERS FOR VOLUME 0 AND FOR MANGA!!! ⚠️
Kugisaki Nobara:
The girl of steel.
Her most iconic moment is the “I AM NOBARA KUGISAKI!” She is someone who has a strong sense of self and I’m honestly jealous. She knows who she is, and she’s confident in that. Nobara is funny and full of life and character. She’s comedic and in her introduction, despite being unsure on what to do with the child hostage, handled the situation in a way I didn’t expect based on what was presented by her so far.
She was introduced as confident, blunt, judgemental, and conceited. When the child was taken hostage, she, unaware that Itadori would come in throwing punches, set her stuff down. She was the one who took down the curse, it was her test after all, and I honestly love the little head pat she gives the kid after. It’s such a small gesture but it’s so sweet.
No Character is a good one without flaws and Nobara has her fair share of them. Like stated before, she’s conceited and her bluntness is sometimes just rude. She saw herself as above most people in her old town because she couldn’t understand how they could be so small minded and live simple lives when she in fact is a little small minded and naive. The first curse she faced wasn’t one she was totally ready for, but in the end conquered. She views Maki and Mai as a bad twin/good twin situation. She never met Sukuna so can only judge Itadori based on who she knows, Itadori. She understands the gender norms of the Jujutsu world and believes that she can change them as long as she just is her. She knows she’s pretty and she knows she strong so what could go wrong? (Loosing an eye).
Something I do love about her though is that she had friends and people she cared for before she came to Tokoyo. Before she uhm... gets injured, she thinks about an old friend and how she doesn’t think she will get to met up with her like she promised. Nobara is a great friend with a lot of love to give. She’s truthful but not perfect.
Random fact I love: her hair is dyed.
Zenin Maki:
The woman who will prove everyone wrong. She’s ambitious, powerful, and hardworking. She began at the very bottom of the world she lived in, and is still restricted by these boundaries even after she proved herself over and over again. But never once did she let that bring her down.
She can’t see curses without her glasses, (as someone who wears glasses most of the time, it’s hard to always keep them on your face), and has very limited cursed energy that she must rely on cursed infused objects for battle. But that isn’t the bad kind of relying on because of the fact it makes her extremely skilled and resourceful. She uses a bunch of different weapons and is ‘incredibly strong’.
She is blunt and straightforward, but can also be someone who teaches others. Personally, I’d hate to have her as a teacher because she would push me to every limit I want to avoid but should reach. Maki is the leader of the Tokoyo kids, I can’t take no argument. She will put the protagonist in his place. You don’t get to come back from the dead and act like you are in charge smh.
She admires strength. Her ‘type’ is someone who is strong, but it can be debated what kind of ‘strength’ she means. The Jujutsu world’s restricted view on strength is something that limited her for years and was still limiting her up to the current manga arc. Does she admire someone who’s strength is in their physical, mental, or emotional manifestation? She’s a great character and it gets more expanded in Volume 0. I need to re read that, and omg Maki like lost a crap ton of limbs and now she is like... roasted??
Praying she lives and that her father dies so she can work on becoming the head of the clan, like she wants. Fushigiro has the power but he cut ties with the fam and Mai has no desire. So... Maki as head of the Zenin Clan 2021... well I guess 2018?
Random fact I love: maki’s name has the kanji for “genuine” and “hope”.
Zenin Mai:
I have exhausted this topic. But I’m in love. (I wrote this whole thing and my thing glitched and deleted all my work rip)
Mai is confident and crude. She’s introduced as rude, inconsiderate and just all around your basic mean girl. She’s pretty, she’s confident and she doesn’t care if what she says hurt you.
However, one thing that seperates her from every other character in the story, is that she has no desire nor ambition to be a Jujutsu Sorcerer. As a child, she was scared of curses and it’s implied that she may still be scared of them as a teen. She was content living as a servant in her home because at least she would have a normal life. But, had she stayed in that life she would be living in a toxic household where she got no love and was viewed as lesser than. Despite not wanting to be a jujutus sorcerer, her sister’s ambitions of being one forced her to do the same and try to stay on par with her. At Kyoto, Mai develops... great friendships. She’s given kindness and love. This much can be seen in the conversation with her and Nishimya and the softness in her face when she simply says “I know” over the phone.
Personally, I don’t believe the Kyoto students are aware of Mai’s desires, due to the fact that Nishimya talked about the barriers placed against Mai/Maki as something distasteful for Mai.
Mai is someoen who puts on an act. She plays the part of your basic mean girl because what else is she supposed to do? She’s unhappy, and the only thing she knows how to do is lash out. She only knows and maybe even wants people to feel as bad as she did and does. She’s dependent and has abandonment issues due to her sister’s act of letting go of her hand.
However, what Nobara says is right. Misfortune doesn’t allow one to do what they want or to justify when they do bad things. Mai, like a lot of the Kyoto students, don’t know how to cope and deal with the bundles of emotions and conflict within them. They only know to lash out. In the story, Mai is still a minor character, but she has potential for growth, and I really hope it’s given to her.
Fun fact I love: Her first name contains the Kanji for “Geunine” and “rely on”. I love this because Mai might not even know who her genuine self is and in the recent manga chapters she’s relied on as back up from a distance.
Kasumi Miwa:
She’s the anchor of the Kyoto gang. Unlike the others, she doesn’t have major emotional baggage. She led a simple life and has a simple goal. Miwa wants to be a Jujutus Sorcerer to get enough money to help provide for her poor family.
Her story has a rag-to-riches type beat. She met a Jujutsu mentor who she trained under and learned how to wield a Katana so she wouldn’t have to burden her mother. She’s selfless, kind, and down to earth. Miwa has a fangirl heart and admires big name people like Gojo. She had major self confidence issues, despite all this. She had to work for this and has a goal in mind, but that doesn’t mean she’ll always feel useful.
Her relationship with Mechamaru is bitter sweet. She wants to know him better. Despite it being a prank, she does try to give him little gifts and make him feel included in everything they do. He protects her when his actions as the mole potentially put her endanger. It hurt watching the part of Miwa talking to his empty robot self while he did what he needed to.
And his last messages to her through the little ear pieces 😭😭.Even after knowing what he does, she’s still there to listen and is still there for them to rely on.
Miwa is just a breathe of fresh air in this story, but that doesn’t exclude her from the angst and trauma that comes with a story as dark as this.
Fun fact I love: it’s not a fact, but she wears a full on suit. I love it. I love it so much.
Momo Nishimya:
She’s a little witch 🥺. Momo Nishimya is introduced as somewhat reserved. She expressed nervousness over the abilities of the Tokoyo kids. In her fight with Nobara, she acknowledges her as strong and severely underestimated her. However, like Nobara, she’s willing to defend her friends at any chance she has.
The minute Nobara expresses distaste toward Mai, Nishimya immediate begins to defend her and starts lecturing Nobara on how women are treated unfairly in the jujutsu world. She introduced this idea that a woman must be pretty and strong, and I really hope this idea comes into play more and more later (and I think it will). Despite having a female teacher who is strong yet scarred, she expresses the idea that a scar is setback for a woman.
Her and Mai get along very well. The two of them are somewhat the troublemakers that Miwa constantly has to wrangle in (The dynamic between those three I love). Her character is pretty minor but in the reccent chapters, I loved how she got her mini moment. Itadori and her were the only two who were able to avoid Uraume’s ice and talks to Itadori passively and tries to even work with him. It’s a big step from how she begins with telling Nobara that she is a fool for being unable to distinguish a curse from a friend.
Fun fact I love about her: she’s Japanese American with an American father. Same, but I wasn’t raised Japanese whatsoever 🥲.
I’m going to do a part two with our adult ladies but that’s all for now folks!
Fun facts from the JJK Wiki page!
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Could u do #36 with Hawkeye? If not Hawkeye then could u do Logan?
you can still send prompts & questions -^w^-
36. “ what do you want me to do about it? i’m three inches tall. ”
clint would be great for this but i gotta go with my favorite manlet this time :>
also i am once again spending time designing characters that i’ll only use once smh
marvel | logan howlett / wolverine & joy fredericks / heartbreaker ( oc )
1,394 words
mild language warning
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A guttural growl rumbles, sounding like something that would come from a beast more than a man. There’s a familiar pressure in his forearms, but he holds the metal claws housed within at bay. They wouldn’t be particularly useful in this situation anyway.
“ I could use a little help here, ” the man snaps. He glances down at his flannel shirt, at the pocket on his breast.
“ Hmm. Looks like you’ve got it to me, ” comes a reply from within the pocket.
“ Kid. ” He growls again, both in frustration and from exertion. He shifts his grip on the crumbling concrete to try and hold it better. It’s only just barely keeping together. Every second, every movement, threatens to bring the whole wall and ceiling down.
“ Yes, Logan? ”
“ Ghrr––help me with this damn wall! Before it buries the both of us! ”
The pocket shifts. Out pops a little head-full of tight, red curls. From underneath them, proportionally tiny eyes look up at Logan, and then at the wall, unimpressed. Her lips purse.
“ What do you want me to do about it? I’m three inches tall. You’re Wolverine. ”
“ Kid, I swear to god––– ” Logan starts, but another jolt in the wall cuts him off. He leans into the weight, eyes closed, features pulled into a snarl.
The little one rolls her eyes and sighs, exasperated. She pulls herself further out of the pocket, then summons up her mutant abilities. Her minuscule weight lifts into the air, powered by her telekinesis. The casual clothes on her body start to glow a bright pink and morph, leaving her in her pink-and-black uniform when it fades. A black mask appears on her face in a similar fashion.
“ Fine. Heartbreaker clocking in for hero duty. ” She flies out from between Logan and the wall and raises her hands, fingers splayed. With another breath, she channels her energy, her willpower. For several seconds, nothing happens, much to her alarm.
“ Any day now . . .! ” the man says. His arms are shaking. “ Joy! ”
“ I’m trying. Hold on––– ” She pushes again, willing the concrete back with growing desperation. Under her breath, she curses. Focus, she tells herself. Push. Lift. She squeezes her eyes shut in concentration. The concrete is much heavier than she’d anticipated.
Fucking LIFT!
The rubble starts to move, no longer pulled by gravity, but by mind power. Joy moves the large chunks away from Logan, using her hands to guide her energy. Her breath is heavy. Once the weight is off of his shoulders––literally––Logan backs away. Any abrasions from falling and scraping concrete quickly seal shut, vanishing as though they’d never happened to begin with.
“ Attagirl, ” he says. His hands lift up to cup around her tiny body. With her in his hold, the man turns on his heel and breaks out into a sprint, making for the door. Cracks in the ceiling match his not-inconsiderable speed. “ C’mon, Joy, hold it for another minute . . .! ”
A minute is about all she has left in her. Logan only just makes it through the door as the ceiling comes down behind him. The shock wave pushes him down to his knees. Acting on instinct, he curls around the little one, surrounding her, using himself as a shield from any flying debris.
Though her efforts were not physical in nature, Joy still suffers physical and mental fatigue from her exertion. She lies limply in the man’s hand, her chest rising and falling with exhausted breaths. Logan stays curled around her for several long moments––longer than she’d normally allow without some sort of snarky comment. Luckily for him, she’s too tired to come up with any such comments.
Only when he is sure that the rubble has settled does Logan unfold himself. He pushes himself to stand, hands still cupped around Joy. He spares a quick glance over his shoulder to the collapsed building, then turns his attention to the little mutant.
“ Hey. Still alive? ” It’s a rhetorical question; he can hear her breathing and her heart’s beating.
The initial answer he gets is a groan. Joy sits up, a hand to her forehead to try and nurse her rapidly-worsening headache. “ No, ” she says flatly. Dust covers her, muting the fiery red of her hair. Everything hurts.
“ Yeah you are. ” Logan gently hooks a thumb under her chin and tips her head up towards him. One corner of his mouth is quirked up in a half smile. “ How ya feelin’? ”
Joy does not resist him. She meets his eyes, her brows furrowed. “ I feel like shit, Logan. ” On top of her exhaustion, she feels a sense of shame. She couldn’t hold the collapse. Any other psionic mutant wouldn’t have had a problem with it!
“ You did good, ” Logan says, sensing her internal turmoil. “ Maybe a little less lip next time. ”
Joy rolls her eyes and groans. Logan picks the worst times to make jokes. “ It still came down. ”
“ It was coming down anyway, ” the man says with a shrug.
“ I should have been able to hold it, ” she huffs.
“ Nah. You did fine. You’re still learning your powers. ” He looks back to the debris, thoughtful. “ I’m more curious about what caused the collapse. I didn’t detect anyone else in there with us. ”
“ Neither did I . . .. ” Joy shakes her hands through her hair to try and clear some of the dust, then gathers her focus and levitates up from Logan’s hands. His head whips back around to face her. Were she in better spirits, the little mutant might tease him for being so outwardly concerned. Unfortunately, both her spirits and energy are pretty low. She only manages to hover for a few seconds before dropping back down. Logan, having not moved at all, easily catches her again. His fingers curl, giving her something to lean on.
“ Easy now, pipsqueak. You’re gonna have to rest a while. ”
Joy huffs indignantly and supports herself against the man’s thumb. This is embarrassing. She hates feeling so weak. “ I’m fine. ”
“ Uh hunh. And you’re gonna rest while I investigate. ” Before she can offer any sort of retort, Logan stuffs Joy back into his breast pocket. She squeaks in protest, but he pays her no mind.
“ Logan! ” Once she’s regained her bearings, the little mutant pushes her head out from the pocket and glares up at the underside of Logan’s jaw. She narrows her eyes and pushes with her mind, but finds a familiar barrier blocking her out.
“ Can’t read me, kid, ” he says knowingly. There’s a smug twinkle in his eye. He gives his temple a tap. “ Steel trap. Well––adamantium. ”
“ I wasn’t going to read you, ” she says. “ I was gonna insult you. Telepathically. ”
Logan pushes a sharp, amused breath through his nose. “ Heaven forbid. ”
“ But that’s fine; I can just do it out loud. ”
“ Can’t wait. ” He shoves Joy’s head back down into the pocket, more teasing her than anything, and makes for the door he’d come through. For the most part, debris obstructs it. He can’t squeeze through. With a contemplative hum, the man lets his eyes wander, looking for alternative entrances.
There.
“ Hold on, ” he says. He jumps to grab a handhold in the cracked brick face and clambers his way up to a barred window on the second story. Joy peeks out from the pocket in time to see the Wolverine’s famous claws slip out through his knuckles with their characteristic snikt!
Gross.
She grimaces, but keeps her comments to herself. She knows it’s worse for him; he has to feel the pain every time he pops those claws.
Logan makes quick work of the bars, dispatching them with two easy slashes. His claws slice through them like a hot knife through butter. They retreat back into his knuckles with another sickening noise, freeing his hand to punch through the glass.
“ The building was already unstable before we got here, ” Joy points out. “ It was probably, like, a cat or something that stepped wrong and sent it all down. And you weigh more than a cat. ”
“ Guess you’ll just have to catch me if I step wrong then, ” he says. Though his face doesn’t give anything away, Joy can hear the implicit smirk in his voice.
“ Ugh. Y’know, I don’t think I could yet, even if I wanted to. ” She sits up further in the pocket, arms folded over the lip. “ So if you fall, you’re shit outta luck. ”
#g/t#g/t fiction#g/t writing#marvel#g/t marvel#logan howlett#joy fredericks#hyena ocs#hyena writes#sometimes you gotta spice up your tinies by givin 'em powers
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Hi! Congrats on 500+ followers! Can I ask for tokrev matchup? Preferably male.
About myself
My top kins : Draken and Hakkai in between, and sometimes Yuzuha
Introvert (INFJ specifically)
I have short black hair, hourglass figure w/ little chubby tummy and legs that make me sometimes insecure 💦
I might seem intimidating at first due to my preference in all-black clothes (including a mask, I luv wearing them so I don't feel bad about my face, it's not that pretty btw) But the more they get to know me, the more they know that I can be laid back, considerate, straightforwardly kind, reliable, hard-working, and I can be sarcastic and sassy... a little. I'm more serious when I'm in work tho. But mostly I might to act intimidating because I'm shy and nervous!
I have bad habits that I sometimes lazy and tend to keep my emotions to myself. I'd prefer crying alone to calm myself down.
Likes : cats, dogs, rabbits, hamsters and non-venomous snakes.
Dislikes(scared) : spiders and scary insects (bees, etc.), when people yell at me
Dislikes : inconsiderate people
My love languages are physical touch, gifts, and acts of service.
Hobbies : drawing, writing, singing, dancing
Interests : art, fashion, cafe, museums, perfumes, history, music(any kind tho I'll listen to it repeatedly if it's good)
Fav traits in people : mature, kind, serious but a wild person would be nice i guess? 😅 But mainly prefer a person who make me feel protected and secure. (And I kinda have a trauma of a man yelling at me, espacially when they're furious for no reason)
What would I like to do with my s/o
My preference of dates are cafe (coffee dates), shopping, movie (can be either way between theatre or netflix), beaches, library, museum, just not crowded place in general (except book fair) and I love riding motorcycle at night, it kinda feels good smh
Thank you for reading this and I hope you are having a good day! Remember to have a rest and take you time! 💘💗💟💕💞💓❤❣💝💖💌
500 milestone event (closed!!)
hi hun!! thank you for joining and im so sorry for the delay!! i hope you like this <333
i match you with.. MITSUYA TAKASHI
ooh yesyes mitsuya is the man who will love every single aspect of you
will hype you up or tell you how pretty you are but if youre still being insecure he’ll shower you with everything he has
that includes lots of affection, gifts, service anything he can offer
mitsuya is the one to help you with any shyness, he encourages you and supports you when you need it
oftentimes when he overhears people saying how intimidating you are, he laughs because to him youre his beloved princess <3
he’s a sensible and understanding guy, he’ll give you the space when you need and will be more than happy to help you out with anything bothering you as well
and he has such a gentle voice when soothing you too
yes he’ll also help with any bug problems youre having uhuhu
watch him make clothes for you and watch with love in his eyes as you wear them out
he’ll shower you with all sorts of compliments telling you to perfect you look
maybe he’ll sneak in some kisses here and there
honestly i dont see mitsuya and you getting into fights or him getting pissed at you, if he does get pissed he’ll probably isolate himself for a moment before coming to talk it out with you
i see mitsuya as the kind of boyfriend to take you to anywhere you’d wanna go just tell him and he’ll bring you
because to him anywhere is fun as long as he’s with you <33
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