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rzyraffek · 1 year

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Bruh I got this idea in my head that y/n is getting bullied/scared by some asshole and due to being spooked she hides behind slasher. Slasher is probably confused af. Request open

Yeah anyways how slashers would react:

Tw: y/n isnt very smart, begging(not tw, more just cringe warning), death(not y/n, only bully)

Collector:

Head tilt, kinda confused, He probably was watching this whole argument (somone yelling at y/n) from shadows few minutes already, untill he decided to go in and end this little stupid game of theirs.

When he went in to the room y/n was in, the last thing he expected was her running to hide behind him, being visibly more scared of some normal looking person than some scary guy in mask.

Well thats cute, little butterfly like you, hugging his back, begging to be protected? So cute. Well he wont keep the lady waiting, pests like this bully of yours dont deserve to be in his collection anyways, so why live?

Quick stabs in stomach and neck will do the thing. Now what to do with y/n, well she is terryfied but its difficult to say if shes scared because of Asa deadly activities or the person that was just killed

If y/n decides to thank him for saving, he will probably🤨🤨🤨 kinda confused, like gurl you realise that you are prolly next? Tbh this gratitude probably saved her, because he is now very intresed in her, and will gladly 'invite' her to his nasty as lookin hotel place hideout

Billy Lenz:

He probably already knew shes bullied by her roomate, he is known to stalk people

He does not like the attitude they give her, not at all, of course He is a bab person and serial killer ect, but he is horny aswell and He has crush on any breathing women in 100meter radius, so obviously idea of his little crush being bullied makes him angry

He probably come out from attic just to steal some food and the cat(billy cat person) when he heard shouting, he recognise voice, its that bitch that is being mean to y/n. Billy being Billy tried to sneak and watch yall argue

Y/n probably sees him in corner of room and thought that its one of girls she lives with(Fic takes place in the same place as movie) so she went to him grabbed him and went"🥺shes mean to me again😭"

He will be flabagastered, a f e m a l e just touch him??? Consensually?? And asked for help?? Well now He doesnt crush you anymore, he loves you now. Will stab the bully for you honey. How could they treat you like that?

Will hug you and say some billy-level unholy stuff

Micheal Myers:

He is probably more confused than y/n and her bully together. Ayo human touch? Ayo some girl begging him? To kill somone??? Oh boy thats a lot to take in🤯

I mean win win, he gets kill, she gets rid of bully.

If y/n decides to thank him he will have error, noone really did it before? I mean it doesnt change anything but its still kinda noice? He wont kill her, but will stalk her atferwards, and maybe kidnap yoink her.

Thomas Hewitt:

Well guess who is the dinner today!

Y/n was probably on trip with her 'friends' and one of them acted rather dry and mean >:(

Thomas would probably notice fast, they didnt try to help her, and even said something along the lines "take her not me you monster!" Overall not slay person

He will feel bad but not to point to spare her 🙄 but when she litteraly hide behind him? Da killer? She more scared of her friends than guy who wants to eat her?? Well damn kinda felt bad for her

He would let y/n leave hause, but because he doenst want her to call police, he'll probably just yeet her in basement untill he figures out what to do with her (dont worry shes not next dinner, he will try to convince Luda to keep you. 🥺I got this cute little fella in my basement can I keep her🥺)

#slasher headcanons #slasher x reader #micheal myers #micheal myers x reader #the collector x reader #the collector #asa emory x reader #asa emory #thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt #billy lenz x you #billy lenz x y/n #billy lenz x reader #billy lenz

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stealingyourbones · 1 year

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Your asks are back! Im prolly gonna send a few tomorrow bc its late and i have many idea but an idea that Wont Let Me Go:

Danny gets caught by his parents. They dissect him and jazz is the one to free him, but he has to go. Now. But where does he go?

Gotham. The drs fenton went there once and caused enough chaos to be banned from the city or else risk arkham. Its the one place they might not find him.

Danielle goes with him. Maybe shed hunkered down in gotham for a bit, maybe shes passing by amity when sht hits the fan. Either way, its her and danny. They figure it wont be too hard to get by. Break into an empty apartment and hide out there until they get caught, couldnt be too hard, right?

Too bad the building they go for is the one jason stays in, as a civillian, and hes got every apartment on his floor so that the risk of a neighbor seeing him as hood is minimal. Jason has to figure out how these kids got into the apartment and who is making them spy on red hood.

He does this by giving them the one thing kids in need cant afford to turn down- free meals. He invites them over to cook and teaches them how, both to see what hes dealing with and give them those skills once theyre out of whatever situation theyre in.

This goes on for a while before jason had the horrifying realization.

Hes turing into Bruce. Two kids in need with black hair and blue eyes who tense up when vigilantes are brought up? Hes never going to live this down. Probably frantically texts dick(?) About how hes turing into bruce and then doesnt elaborate

Unbeknowst to him, theyve secretly been "treating" him by acting as filters/replacing some of his extoplasm so he can be sure of his control over his feelings. This doesnt necessarily make him 100% calm all of the time, he still gets angry pretty easily, but. Jason gets control of himself back.

As they get closer they start being significantly more domestic. Somehow nobody has crashed jasons apartment while theyre there (they dip invisibly) and jasons relationship with bruce has improved as he no longer has to worry about pit rage taking over. Hes trying to figure out how to break the news to bruce that hes a grandfather even though he hasnt officially adopted them yet.

Dani, on the other side of town, is gossiping with a cool girl at the library named barbara about how shes been trying to figure out how to tell her neighbor that Hes Her Dad Now.

(Danny doesnt call him dad. He cant, anymore. But theyre still family)

Jason decides to introduce the topic of them meeting bruce (because 1. even though its still rocky their relationship has improved and 2. He wants it to be on his terms) and dani bursts out with the "I have a GRANDPA???????" and from there on commits to calling jason her dad and bruce (unmet) her grandpa.

Bruce meets them first and is just. In awe. He has grandchildren. His emotional constipation vs his absolute adoration of the fact hes a GRANDPARENT fight fight fight.

When danny and dani eventually meet everyone theyre all like oh sick bruce picked up a duo this time nice to meet you. And they absolutely cannot comprehend it when bruce and jason walk in and dani goes to jason first. Nobody expected jason to take on bruces adoption tendencies but they should have.

(Also fun hc i couldnt work in naturally but i do fully stand by- the ectoplasm in dannys body does affect his injuries somewhat, meaning he heals naturally very quickly from most ghost fights. Why?

It heales based on emotional healing.

He doesnt really care all too much about the average cut from one of his rogues and they heal within the day, but a hit from valerie takes a few weeks.

The first injury his parents ever gave him still hurts.

He can barely move and cant talk for the first few weeks with jason. Only once he starts feeling safe with him do the cuts start coming back together.)

The casualness of “hi so glad your asks came back” [drops at least 1k worth of fucking stellar content that’s basically a fic] is just making me truly awestruck. God I’ve missed seeing y’all’s neat ideas.

I dont have any words that I can say that could describe just how wonderful this is so I’ll write a lil addition to it instead because I am in love with this sm.

Jason’s point of view when he’s slowly getting better and isnt afraid to meet his family because of the pit rage, has he explained that’s the reason he distanced himself? Do the bats just think that this is simply Jason finally getting the courage to reach out? Do they know that the Pit rage is stopping Jason and do they try to help him by using alternative means of communication? How much do they help and understand.

When Jason experiences his first injury. How much does it hurt? Valerie shoots him with an ectogun. How much is this man in pain for and does he have to fight pit rage inside him to not lash out and attack her after being injured?

And how does his core react to his new kids. This I NEED to know

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dc comics #writing prompts #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #bones replies #this is some stellar writing my guy #ever-after-aaa

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stay-midnight · 1 year

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hello hello again hehe

seungmin ficc ! ! (and just the title sounds hot omg -) our resident sir/master that gets people on their knees with a stare

ahhh snowswept tails 🤧 predator and prey + some fox magic...question is what kind of magic though like something that would make the reader hypersensitive to jeongin's touches, some consensual hypnotizing, or something that makes the reader feel some type of heat to emulate an omega for jeongin like 🤐🤐🤐 (maybe even the kind of fox magic that could make another jeongin, an illusion with mass kind of thing or idk but getting spitroasted by 2 jeongins is-)

i feel like brat taming could also work in divine amusement...the servant of the god of order wouldn't submit to the god of mischief easy...dirty talk too, imo the reader gives the vibe of being proud of serving under the god of order so jisung would just absolutely ruin him, aftercare could involve jisung not pulling out and just running his mouth on how the reader serves him now while taking care of him.

i also imagine that what seals the deal is jisung going over to lord bang with servant reader on a leash (consesually hehe), inviting over seungmin the devil, (cause ofc, the devil and the god of mischief would be friends) and having a foursome that includes humiliating both of those that represent order (chan and reader)

seungmin making the lord of order submit to him while jisung shows off his new servant that once served under order, heck both the devil and the god of mischief taking turns with the reader on their knees in front of lord bang is 😃🤐 (plus points if they make lord bang fuck his own servant for even more humiliation, then fuck chan after, cause switch chan and seungchan>>>>>)

In heart to heart, i'd like to ask on what's the general plot in mind for it? Since it was intended as a valentines special, i'm assuming its King Felix taking an interest in royal gardener reader cause he has never once really interacted with reader which causes interest or is feeling lust towards the reader. If it's the latter then would it involve changing King Felix into a better person due to the reader's influence and or the reader making sure Felix makes up for being a terrible king. And i'm pretty sure it wouldn't be the lust one cause smut wouldn't happen between them i think- at least at the start (reader dislikes king felix and if felix were to ask reader to have sex with him immediately, it would put reader in a position wherein they couldn't say no for fear of execution so that would lean into dubcon/noncon that are nopes for your riles which is understandable !) Alos King Felix in an Alice in Wonderland theme is mwah mwah for originality cause its such a good concept 🤯

also sorry if these asks come off as annoying or something-you did say that you enjoy fic talk but i don't want to seem like i'm constantly pushing ideas/hc's in your face 😔💞

hi mystery annonie! fic talk again w/ at 2:33 am this is like the ending to my day 🎉🌱!

seungmin fic yeah! puppy best boy! If you're talking bout the title in my upcoming works list i actually changed it 😭 cuz like,,, i started it from scratch so the draft with that title is still on my drafts but i prolly wont continue it or release it as my unreleased draft series cuz 😭 i mean its cuz im already remaking it! i agree 🤧 seungmin is the most sir out of all of em and idk why he even gives that vibe 😭

snowswept tails really out here making me want to complete both for the smut and the world building! hmmmm as a mythical creature his magic should be able to make reader hypersensitive, horny as fuck (viagra/aphrosidiac in a snap of a finger), oh defo the omega emulation (i feel like ive read that in a fic before its like really familiar), consensual hypnotizing yes! though ill be so confused on how to write it, the illusion thing i can also see it happening omg like imagine going braindead with 2 jeongins cuz i would defo 🤧! Some other thoughts for the smut would be like sex by the fireplace, angry sex with jeongin, ooh what if like reader houses another skz member that got lost and like jeongin gets jealous cuz the reader's attention is on them! 😭

Defo, Jisung would literally make reader submit, and jisung with blowjobs and literally shoving his yk down their throats like while mocking the reader and reader just cant help but gurgle! Dirty talk and degradation is a must with ji, ji fic are barely complete without it, and yes omg, Ji would definitely say something like "If only your Lord Bang could see you now, kneeling for one of the gods he despises the most." no cuz aftercare with Jisung would just consists of him annoying and running his mouth against reader about how he should just stay in this city.

Leash play with God Jisung 😍! But yes, though it is the most tiring to write a foursome (ehem bloody birthday, ily but god you were a bitch to write still the 1.3k notes still shocks me to this very day) its hot like Jisung and Seungmin the deadly duo making the order scums submit HSBSNXNXNSSN LIKE?! i just feel like Chan would be the most embarrassed and since leash play is mentioned blindfolds cant be forgotten cuz those go hand in hand! Seungmin would literally wreck Chan in front of reader in the most humiliating way possible as to set an example that order isn't a solution to everything 🤐 Reader would watch as even his god doesnt have perfect order (blasphemy against lord bang 🤧) And yes, Chan would be questioning what he stands for as he watches as his servant gets wrecked (a special someone is also watching from far away on their own city, during acts like this we cant forget the god of lust and desires 🐱🫢 he was suppose to actually make an appearance in the fic)

Heart to Heart was supposed to have King Felix first stare down at a trembling in fear reader while he knelt at feet of the throne. King Felix would like be a bit suspicious of reader and goes far to even ask if he was an accomplice of Alister (Alice in the fic) ofc reader would say no etc but the general idea is like after the confrontation, King Felix would find himself roaming the royal gardens more cuz the reader really caught his eye both in suspicion and like interest. SOMETHING LIKE THAT ?!?! it isnt fully thought out yet but thats the general idea, smut wouldn't consist of like dc or nc but rather it would be a romantic burn style, King Felix would still be notorious for being a terrible king but towards reader he is soft and slowly correct his decisions.. Like that! Chains are a must in this smut, sex in a maze hedge in the garden 🤔

Nah I love asks like this! It keeps my brain running but i feel like its gonna get so long soon 😭

#midnight rants #midnight asks #mystery anonnie

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quirkle2 · 2 years

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WAIT WAIT if wars is exiled from his own home ,,,, the amount of dread. he would feel when LU is over and the found family is unfounded my god . like yes, he still wouldn't regret it bc it happened over him standing up for ledge, but that opens up the problem of homelessness and not to mention the spiral he'd probably go down from losing the family he's grown so used to having by his side. from how you've said it, im guessing he really has nobody to lean back on in his own time. i can see him digging his own way out and still finding a way to live happily but the way you've set it up makes at least the first few months for wars post-LU hurt and i am here for it <33

WIGGLES WIGGLES RUNS AROUND IN CIRCLES i actually have . an lu ending established in my head. i wont ramble abt it here cuz i don't wanna stray from ur ask but could y'all possibly indulge me sometime and let me ramble abt the Literal Best Case Scenario that will indeed give wars a very happy ending . it's my beloved ranch au and i cherish it deeply looks at u all like a pathetic little wet dog that's begging for scraps

BUT IF UR HERE FOR HURT,,,, i think i have some. in my head this is sort of a What If scenario—horrible-no-good-terrible-worst-case scenario—cuz i'm a little bitch boy who can't handle unfounded family and ill sob for three days straight if it ever happens for real but i can destroy him in hypothetical scenarios . for the funsies

(warning for unfounding the found family . and also additional stuff in the tags)

he Would be homeless and honestly he'd be damn hard-pressed to find any inn or business who would allow him service. imagine: he's just said goodbye to the chain and he's an absolute wreck—emotionally exhausted and Yeah rly fuckin hopeless, and he trudges to the nearest town he can find and discovers that 1) everybody he sees looks at him w malice, and 2) all of the business owners in town Refuse service to him

he discovers that somehow, at some point, false word had gotten out that their hero "abandoned" them. the stories r all different, and wars has no idea how they originated—some of them claim he simply quit and left, some say he Attacked The Queen and went rogue, some call him a traitor and accuse him of working with and fleeing to other countries, and some think he's Dead

and that . is a fucking slap to the face. he's been training 24/7 since he was 9 years old, put up w the abuse and neglect from his shitty father all the while, risked his life every day when promoted to captain to defend this kingdom from enemies and traitors alike, and when his people abandon him, they accuse him of treason and say he left his home to rot.

he walks through the streets of this town and most families are ushering their children into houses bc they heard the one-man army hero has gone mad. some of the more hostile, up-front people take him head on, spout death threats at him, swipe at him w blades and torches. he can't escape into a building bc no owner will let him in. he Has to flee

and u can imagine how the rest of his days go. search for a town, get chased out, camp in the woods and survive on scraps and dirty river water until he can find another town that prolly Won't sell him anything. he's fucked. he's truly and royally Fucked.

occasionally, he's saved by a town or two that leans toward the other side of things and some people don't believe the stories. some people think he was wronged, some believe he was Murdered, some think he simply fuckin retired, it varies. they're usually nicer to him, sometimes indifferent. the kinder people take him in, give him clean clothes and a warm meal and let him stay at the inn at a discount and sometimes even for free, if he looks particularly ragged or starved (he . is indeed lookin a little thin). he makes sure to thank them plenty

one time, he's invited into a nice family's house and they cook a hearty meal for him, offer a guest bed to rest in. and then they try to kill him in his sleep.

he doesn't take any handouts after that.

it takes a while—and i mean a while—to find somebody who's willing to let him rent a property or stay at an inn for an extended period of time. most people r wary of him, and since they've all heard the stories of how unstoppable he is, to regular old people he now seems like a monster. eventually though, he does find a place and folk who don't think he's all bad that'll let him stay if he pays well. he has plenty of money—he just hasn't been Allowed to spend any of it

that whole other ask ? the whole Point of the scarf deal, and what it symbolizes ? it's . kinda shredded into pieces in this scenario. yes, he did get better from his time in the war and Yes, the scarf still represents him finally finding a family to love and happiness to be had, but . now that's gone. his family is Gone. literally all that he has left is his mother's scarf, and even what it represents feels,,,,,,,,, soiled

he can't even visit his mother's grave. the cemetery is in castle town. he's been robbed of Literally Everything

.,, yeah ok that's all im so sorry GVIEAGYV hate to cut it short but this is too sad for me and like I said I'm a goddamn little bitch boy and if he doesn't get happiness RIGHT NOW !!!!!!!!!! I'LL DIE!!!!

i like to think he'd get better. but honestly ? that's . so much on him. all that on Such a sensitive and sweet person is a lot. i feel like he'd be miserably unhappy and hopeless for . a long time

#BUT GOOD THING THAT'S JUST A WHAT IF SCENARIO :DDDDD [my face is covered in tears]#when u think about it artemis and impa in this case Ruined His Life . [lets out the most stressed sigh you've ever heard]#once again have no idea how to tag this #tw homelessness #homelessness #tw starvation #starvation #<- he learned a Little from the others about hunting and foraging for food #it's enough to survive . but he's not getting a whole lot out of it #he's a city boy . he did not grow up having to hunt and he'd never even seen a goddamn deer before he became captain #even though the opportunity for angst is So goddamn high this is not a canon thing for like . my version of lu i guess #i need wars to be happy .#picture an image of maslow's hierarchy of needs next to me and the entire basic needs section is simply warriors being happy #torturing him is fun tho . he gets to suffer a little sometimes. as a treat #qktalks #soul-of-rei

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shroomsroom · 2 years

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Hellooooo!! i was wondering if you could do a request for ponyboy and where the reader is best friends with him and knows him from school (and is also prolly really smart). and like him introducing her to the rest of the gang and then the gang sort of taking her in as a younger sister. (just a lot of platonic fluff bc platonic relationships are criminally underrated) Thank you!!!!!!

ofc! he's your best pal, your bud. sure you let him cheat off your homework sometimes, but, he tells you about all these adventures he's had, takes you to the movies so you can mess around and take more that just one soda, no matter how many times the worker Benny tells you not to. he's always rattled off about how he'd love to introduce you to the gang, but everyone's been rather busy around these times. he gives you excuses with a sad little pout on his face, like, "sorry, dally's in tha' cooler again.." or "darrys working extra, maybe nex' time" this time, ponyboys put extra effort in to making sure everyone's there. it has to be PERFECT. hell, he'd probably drive himself mad getting all these plans done. but pony's got a way, he made it happen, now your walking down with pony away from the drive in, sipping some pepsi-cola. he's flipping a coin back between his pointer and middle finger. when you both reach the door you toss the bottle into the trash and pony opens the screen door. "darry! i've got someone i'd like you to meet!" darry's head pokes out from the kitchen doorway. he side steps to get a good look at you. "who's this ponyboy?" you smiles at him and stick out your hand. "y/n, great to meet you!" he shakes your hand, it's still wet from washing dishes. sodapop steps into the room with steve holding a beer can swaggering behind him. they're cracking jokes until they see you politely standing in the middle of the room introducing yourself to darry. "who's the small kid superman?" steve asks taking a sip of his beer. darry rolls his eyes at steve. "pony's friend, real sweet kid too. be nice and introduce yourselves wont 'ya?" darry beckons the two boys over to you. "what's your name kid?" soda asks. "dont call them kid, they look older than you, babyface" steve jokes and nudges soda in the side. you grin slightly. "y/n, and you?" you ask. "sodapop" soda mocks a bow, steve tussles soda's greased hair. "i'm steve randall, probably heard o' me before, popular I guess you could say," steve pretends to be real slick. "what's all the commotion?" johnny and dally walk in. dally's wearing a smug expression on his face and his hand is covering his side. it looks like it's bleeding. he's leaning on johnny whos got a nervous shiver to him, he looks nice though. "got into another fight dally?" darry asks hands on his hips. "you know it superman" dally settles down on the part of the couch that doesnt have books scattered across it. "who's the chick" dally asks, no real expression on his face. "watch yo' mouth dally" ponyboy answers, "it's my friend from school." "yeah and they' real sweet too," steve puts a hand on your head. everyone is crowded in on you asking you questions, you can't say you aren't enjoying it. they really seemed genuinly intrested, except dally who asked if you knew any cute girls. what do you expect, he's only seventeen and he's been in and out the cooler more times than you have hairs on your head. "heey! why didnt anyone invite me to y'all's party!" two-bit hopped through the door. "this is y/n! they're nice!" "and smart!" "they have cool style!" everyone chimed in and excitedly proclaimed something intresting about you, even dally. "nice to meet 'ya y/n!" two-bit pretended to tip his hat, "now, who wants to watch movies!"

#clara'sroom #shroomsroom #ponyboy curtis x reader #steve randle x reader #the outsiders x reader #dallas winston x reader #darrel curtis x reader #darry curtis x reader #johnny cade x reader #sodapop curtis x reader #two bit x reader

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iconsumeheadcanons · 3 years

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hello, for the WIP game.... "fanfic in my google docs? its more likely than you :/" and "theater food" :)

bro...bro..BRO you are getting large chucks of these bc im not sure if these will be finished/posted anytime soon..<3 ive gotten a lot of love today thank u so muchhh asldkfjaslkdfj i hope u enjoy!! here is all of ‘theater food’ and half of the first one

fanfic in my google docs? its more likely than you think :/

May 30th - 16:33 - Afterschool

Ren was still in the middle of hastily reading Futaba’s texts from hours ago when he opened the door to his family home and found his mother pacing in the genkan.

“...Mom, wha-?”

“I got a call from your school,” she says instead of hello. Ren freezes. Mona shifts in his bag. There’s silence for a second too long, but his mother quickly catches his tense posture and readjusts her approach. There haven’t been any arguments in a week and she doesn’t want to make this a new one.

“The counselor said you were fighting with a first-year,” she starts in a more inviting tone, but she tenses when she sees how quickly Ren’s cautious neutral face shifts into a frown.

“I-I just want to know what happened,” she says.

Ren releases an angry huff instead of turning around and leaving because he recognizes that his mother isn’t trying to jump to conclusions--that she trying to hear his side--but he still has hours worth of bad emotions at the forefront of his mind, so he kicks off his sneakers without undoing the laces and haphazardly drops them on the shoe rack before he allows himself to say anything.

Of course, because he is an angry idiot, his first response is: “There was no fight. It was just an argument,” and he snaps his mouth closed because that is exactly what a delinquent guilty of starting a fight would say and Makoto would be so disappointed in him right now. Morgana delivers her phantom message with a disapproving really, Joker?

His mother guiltily shifts her hands, one eyebrow twitching at Morgana’s muffled meow.

“I just used the words of the counselor,” she amends, gesturing for Ren to enter the family room.

When they enter, she sits at one side of the rickety couch and pats the other seat. She smiles with some invitation, a dash of hesitance, and a sprinkle of uncertainty as if she has no clue how to speak to her teenage son. She looks at him sort of like he’s a child, but at least she doesn’t seem afraid of him like she was before Golden Week.

Ren joins her at the couch, releases Morgana on to the space between them so he doesn’t have to think about the distance, and conjures up how he can best explain the events of the morning in the least incriminating way (shouldn’t have to, he thinks, didn’t do nothing wrong in the first place) but his mother recognizes his thinking face before he can start.

“W-whatever you say, I’ll believe you, sweetie,” she encourages honestly. He can tell she means it because she tucks her hands in between her knees and tilts her legs in the picture perfect display of humble motherliness to hide how her legs would bounce otherwise. He turns to face her a bit, legs spread out and back slouched in a show of teenage indifference, despite his nervous right leg and the rhythmic flickers of light that bounce off of his phone case as he deftly spins his smartphone in his left hand.

“You mean that?” he can’t help but ask, belying his blase posture.

His mother nods with lips pursed, proving to her son that she has no intention of speaking over him. Emboldened yet reluctant, Ren begins the recount of his day at school.

theater food

Ren slides into his seat while Hamuko and Ryuji chatter away about beef bowl places. Their enthusiastic discussion about cheap, fast, good food is not helping Ren’s patience or hunger. Usually Ren’s been in charge of the food prep because he’s the only one who knows how to make something all of the Thieves plus Hamuko will eat, but when they left Kamoshitty City today, Theodore pleasantly requested if he could make a recipe he’s been working on, which Hamuko had endorsed immediately.

Ren agreed because Theodore is really hot and the thought of him buzzing around the kitchen is appealing enough, but around 40 minutes later, Ren is very hungry and is cursing his inability to disagree with tall hot people. To distract himself, he tries to brainstorm ways to free Haru and Makoto from Kamoshit-man’s unproportionately buff grasp, but his brain keeps snapping back to his teammates’ loud discussions and Theodore in a heart apron and himself in a cute pinafore sharing a festival smoothie--the romantic ones with the heart shaped straw--under the setting sun. He doesn’t even like smoothies.

From the other corner of the weird theater lunch tables Futaba sends him a blank look that implies that she can hear his raging gay thoughts. Ren sticks his tongue out at her, and to Futaba’s left, Nagi raises a thin eyebrow and points at herself as though she thought he was talking to her. Embarrassed but never one to lose, Ren sticks out his tongue again at her paired with a flirtatious wink. At the head of the table beside Ren, Akechi makes a face. Futaba gags. Unaffected, Nagi returns her attention to Yusuke’s analysis of Hamuko’s preferred color palette for her hypothetical thief costume.

Ren’s phone buzzes in his pocket, and he fishes it out, wondering how someone managed to text him while he’s in a magical dimension theater metaphor place. He quickly gives up that train thought when he sees Futaba’s SNS username. A quick glance up shows that she’s pointedly staring at her phone, so he swipes open the message.

wat did theo say he was making?

i hungr

idk

worried u wont like it?

duh

if hes anything like those tsuntsun twins he’ll probably poison it

...i didnt think of that

prolly not though. i mean hamuko trusts him

ur only saying that cuz hes a pretty boy

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

for real though he wouldnt

The twins would without a doupt

*akechi voice* haha it was merely a jest!

DSKLFASLDKFSD STOP HES RIGHT

HES RIHGT NEXT TO ME ASSHOEL

“Food’s ready!” Theodore announces over Ren and Futaba’s unsubtle snickers. Somehow, Theodore has acquired two shining serving platters.

“Theo, you’re the best!” Hamuko says, standing up immediately to help him serve because she (and Haru) is the sweetest person in the universe.

“Thanks,” Ren tacks on because he’s ‘in charge’ and he’s supposed to ‘set good examples’. He does not, however, stand up to help because he is lazy.

The rest of the group is already chorusing thank yous and crowding around the food like hungry animals. Makoto is not around to tell them that they’re acting like children. Akechi is patiently waiting for everyone to get out of the way before he serves himself, which is probably a smarter idea than Ren who’s walking around the table so he can insert himself between Ann and Ryuji, the most destructive eaters of their current group. Yusuke, another main offender however justified, already has a bowl full of what appears to be noodles, veggies, and chicken covered in a savory sauce.

#my writing #p5 #p3 #pq #the firsts a lil wordy but i like details so ykno #idk how to make text others colors on desktop but ren is italized text

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mingyubias · 6 years

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& i know this is ?? like a month late?? idk but !! someone way back when asked me about my hevie/descendants hcs/thoughts so i’ve decided to make a lil list that i’ll most likely add on to as time goes by and i get more info

first of all, i like to completely disregard the sugar coating that disney put on the entire series. for example, their lives on isle would’ve been grittier and much more cruel than what was depicted in the movies ( and somewhat the books ). i personally see all of their parents as emotionally and mentally Abusive ( bc they definitely are?? and melissa’s account of it def made more sense than .. disney’s igvfdn ).

also i like to imagine them? older? because i just cant personally relate to teens anymore so i see them as like 19 in my mind when im reading fics and the like ( especially since the ones ive read have hevie as sexually active ).

i really and truly dislike mal based both on her actions in the first novel and how she behaved in the films ( a lot of people haven’t read the books, but to sum it up, she spent 3/4 of the first novel tormenting evie first in a petty way and then in two (2) seperate life-threatening ways ). this has left me feeling completely cold towards mal and unable to sympathize with her in her tantrum in d2.

now, though i feel this way about mal, i can completely understand why evie wouldnt. it is literally written that evie brought out the best in people ( “The princess possessed a darling giggle that was so entrancing, it brought a smile to haughty Lady Tremaine’s face [...] The ferocious tiger Shere Kahn was practically purring like a contented kitten. And for old time’s sake, Captain Hook bravely stuck his head between Tick Tock’s open jaws, if only so he could make her laugh and hear that lovely peal again. The princess, it would seem, could make even the most horrible villain smile.” ) even when evie ass KNEW mal was planning something and despised her, she STILL did her best to give her the benefit of the doubt i? ? ? ? ?? ??? ? ? a tru queen

i didn’t read rise of the isle of the lost so i’m not 110% sure how harry is characterized in the books, but uhh id die for him ..

and i also dont? think he and mal ever had a thing lol .. just bc thomas and dove are dating that doesnt mean they gotta add in an unnecessary plotpoint ( especially considering how it’s canon in both the books and the movies that mal’s never had a boyfriend before ben .. *eyeball emoji* ) so uhh miss me with that

and i know that hevie is? a crackship? so dont come to me with “hevie aint canon” like huney i know but theres also no canon evidence negating the possibility either

ok so on to the actual hevie hcs .. cos i think about them a lot vfjdnokm

she is 10/10 the one who showed him how to do the scary pirate eyeliner thing ok but in my mind it started out much cleaner so it was just yk liner but then after scrubbing at his eyes so much ( thanks, salty ocean air ) it just became easier to leave it messy

the blue bandana he wears under his hat ? evie’s. kinda like how knights used to wear the colors of their wives/betrothed w/e its like a subtle claim and him making a lowkey gesture and im Weak over it tbh

captain hook ? loves her .. not only because she clearly has Some clout on the isle, espcially since apparently her momma and maleficent are friends now ( ?? idk disney makin shit up ) so hes like ((:: well !! but on the other hand .. evie is just a generally good person and she makes harry happy and shes charming and beautiful and genuine?? ya i see him really vouching for her ( especially since i dont really consider captain hook a real? villain? ig? he just wanted revenge on the immortal brat who literally Sliced Off His Hand and Fed it to a Crocodile ??? ) so !! ya

evil queen def dont approve but uhh what she doesnt know wont hurt her ..

i dont see her getting along with uma like she does so much in a lot of the fics, though, mostly because i feel like uma would resent her at least a little for basically being the person mal replaced uma with, so .. also for snatching half of harry’s time ( cant have a first mate who’s more loyal to someone else than his captain ). i also don’t see harry and uma as a couple, mostly because i imagine she’s at least a few years younger than him .. like everyone else felt older than they were in the movies, but uma def gave off 17 y/o vibes to me ( so did carlos but hes a lil baby and i love him )

that said, she’d get along really well with gil tho cos shes so kind and understanding and i dont see her getting so easily annoyed with him like everyone else does. not to mention she was .. sorta? friends with his older brothers in the first book so vinjdkm. quasi sister for that boi

theres a lot less interference between the vks and the pirates than you’d think? mostly because they keep it a secret from drama queen mal ( cos in my mind, carlos and jay prolly know cos i uhh trust them with info like this ) though i feel like itd especially put a strain on her relationship with jay since he dont like harry and he was friends with mal first so ..

a loooot of quiet moments in his cabin on uma’s ship .. just enjoying each other’s company on his hammock, slowly rocking back and forth, her probably playing with his fingers cos damn

just as many arguments tho cos theyre both hot headed and their personalities clash like a motherfucker honestly like ?? a ton of banter and low-blow comments that end in heated silence until evie cracks and apologizes or harry slowly grins and they kiss and make up wow i love my kiddos

10/10 see him climbing a trellis like a better version of romeo like vbifbhcjndm wherefore art thou, harry hook? bgvfnj anyways ya i see it very vividly in my mind, especially when theyre first getting to know each other .. like they have whispered conversations on her crumbling balcony and in her mind shes like “why does he seem so familiar????” and hes like “wow who IS this girl” and its cute and silly and he teases her the whole time and she teases right back wow !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

deep ass conversations under the stars about what they’d be doing if they were free to go wherever they want .. him talking about sailing the seas as a captain of his own ship and making a name for himself and she realizes as time passes that princes? dont seem very important to her anymore ?? and the more he talks about how wide and vast the ocean is the more appealing it become for her and she begins wishing he’d take her with him sighs

her initiating their first kiss cos uhh pirate or not hes like .. shes a Princess theres no way theres anything between us .. right ?? but obviously she likes him smh silly boy and she rolls her eyes and is like “when are you gonna kiss me?” and he stares at her for a sec before grinning like the roguish pirate he is and doing just that & its surprisingly gentle and uhh reverent BYE

evie willingly kissing him even tho it smear her perfectly applied lipstick ((:: and as an add on to that, evie letting him turn her into a disheveled mess after a thorough makeout session, hair all tangled, lipstick smeared, clothes wrinkled ihbvfnjdm and she lk loves it cos he clearly thinks shes still drop dead gorgeous without all the theatrics her mom ingrained into her mind that she needed to be beautiful ((:: i live and breathe for the acceptance !! wow !!

the angst .. when she goes to auradon .. wow ...... im actually so hurt by it ???? and i def see harry feeling abandoned sighs rip in peace my happy kiddos say hi to pain and suffering (:

doug ? is not a love interest in my mind .. sorry kid .. ur a good friend tho <3 and evie is in auradon watching mal maybe get her happily ever after and evie’s lowkey bitter abt it but obiously doesnt show it cos uhh shes here to love and support her ugli friend !!

harry being a Broody Mess and it making him seem more malicious and vile than before .. easier to enrage, quicker to react .. yk, harry in the movie !

but at the same time !! hes juggling uma’s i-told-you-so’s and trying to find a way to prove himself to his father and wishing evie hadn’t ever left and it being .. no fun at all for him esp with gil muttering about how he wishes evie were around and making the whole situation Worse smh

at the confrontation ohh god !! not the big one with everyone and the wand but before when they took ben ??? damn his eyes RAKED up and down her trying to assess if she was happier without him or if she felt even a little bit of what he did and getting angry when she gets angry over him taking ben i ??!!

evie sneaking away to confront harry personally over it and them getting into a shouting match and leaving things unresolved and WORSE than they’d been before ughhhhh

then ........ few months later boi gets an invite to come to auradon ... color him Surprised over that .. he almost refuses but he thinks of the ship he’s always wanted and quickly packs up his cabin like a second later

evie mentally considering taking harry off the list initially but then remembers that its his only gd chance to get away from the damn isle and out on the sea like he always dreamed & knowing she cant take that chance away from him just cos shes scared to see him again

that got away from me and felt more like fanfic plotting ... but uhh harry being the one who taught her to swordfight cos lbr who else couldve ? jay didnt carry one around until auradon and as far as i know evie didn’t have any sort of fencing lessons ( especially since it was a big deal for lonnie to have been on the team ). so !!

he also taught her a handful of other self-defense maneuvers beyond running and potions that never worked correctly on the isle cos uhh its a shady ass place and hes Worried about her

also he 10/10 calls her princess anyone who disagrees is free to do so but theyre wrong

she repairs his coat All The Time cos boy is always in need of patching up smh BUT she sewed her lil heart with a crown on the inside of his coat right next to where it lays over his heart cos uhh she loves him pce

him bringing her pretty seashells and trinkets he got from the salvage ships .. things like faded gold earrings and necklaces when one time he shows up with this tiny little shard of blue seaglass thats worn into the shape of a heart and she immediately makes it a charm for a bracelet & treasure it above all the other things she has lol !

them being 200% supportive of each other in general and loving one another despite the odds against them??? harry literally willing to risk everything for her ?? her honestly getting tired of hiding him and pretending she doesnt like him and one day just blurting it out to mal and bein like “if you dont like it then that’s just too bad for you” and walking out head held high but deep down freaking the FUCK out bihfnjde and harry being So Proud of her and willing to legitimately fight mal if she gives her shit over it bgvihfnj wow i just .. i just love them so much ..

#hevie #harry x evie #evie x harry #eviarry #???#idk im still working on it #long post #read more cos uhh its .. a lot

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cryingbilldenbrough · 6 years

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A fic request! Bichie! Bill has fucking terrible stomach ache and rich is there to cuddle up but bill is too embarrassed to ask for any help but rich notices bill's pain anyway

lmao okay so like, richie is definitely at fault for the stomach ache though

(tw for underage drinking lmao)

“hey bill,” he says during study hall one friday afternoon

“my parents are out of town this weekend and i got danny ware to buy me a handle of vodka, wanna get fucked up?”

bill sighs

and immediately scribbles out a note and throws it to eddie across the room, covertly so the teacher doesn’t see. it hits eddie’s open book and the boy looks up to glare at them before unfolding the notebook paper

it reads PARTY? RICHIE’S PLACE? I PROMISE I WONT LET YOU PUKE ON RICHIE’S BASEMENT FLOOR AGAIN

and eddie rolls his eyes but nods, crumpling the paper up and slipping it in his pencil case

richie finds stan in the hall between classes and slips him a similar invite, except his reads PARTY AT MY PLACE TONIGHT BE THERE OR ILL GIVE YOU A WEDGIE DURING HOMEROOM

eddie mentions it to mike next period, heads bent over their math notebooks together

(because mike is a secret math genius and eddie will take all the help he can get)

and then mike invites bev who invites ben

and they all roll up to richie’s house that night with like, sleeping bags and snacks

and richie has like seven different mixers sitting on his counter

like, a bottle of lemonade for bev and sprite for mike and diet coke for eddie and cranberry juice for stan who’s an Old Man, he picked up orange juice and some grenadine for ben and bill brings his own bottle of canada dry

he insists they go chill out while he mixes drinks because somehow richie has convinced himself he’s the Group Bartender

(secretly, stan is the best but everyone lets richie believe he’s good at it too)

and he brings out a tray of drinks to the living room

“j-jesus, that’s s-strong” bill says as he takes a sip, trying not to gag a little

cause like, they’ve had their fair share of parties and know their way around a drink but like, this shit is on another Level

stan takes one sip and is like, lmao nvm

he leaves the room to go mix himself something else and comes back with the bottle of alcohol in his hand

he looks Confused

“is this what you made us?” he says, holding the bottle up for richie to see

“yeah, duh, stan,” richie responds, taking a long drink out of his own cup

“does that say everclear?” mike asks from the floor, squinting his eyes at the brown label

“everclear?? richie, you said you got vodka!” eddie says

“everclear isn’t vodka?”

so basically they get sMASHED

eddie’s a giggly drunk and he spends basically the entire night with his head in bev’s lap as she pets his hair

mike convinces them they need snacks and spends like an hour in the kitchen whipping up pizza rolls

(”what’s taking him so long?” stan asks, and ben gets up to go check on him, wobbling unsteadily)

(”PERFECTION TAKES TIME” they hear mike yell)

richie is a philosophical drunk and spends the majority of his time curled up in a chair next to ben, talking about books and things

and like

so bill’s normally the chill one

he sits in the corner and like, draws

or he keeps the group occupied with like a game of pictionary or a movie or music from richie’s speakers

but he’s weirdly quiet tonight

he’s still sitting in the corner, notebook balanced on his knees and a pen clutched loosely in his fingers

but he’s quiet

he doesn’t even laugh when richie tickles eddie within an inch of his life!!! and that’s funny shit!!!!! eddie always lets out these high pitched screams!!!!!

“you feeling ok, big bill?” richie says, settling down on the edge of bill’s seat, almost on bill’s lap

bill nods, slow, and richie can tell by the way he pinches his eyes shut that the room’s spinning

“you sure?” richie says, steadying himself with a hand on bill’s knee to look him in the eye

bill’s looking a little green, if he says so himself

richie gets up then, hauling bill to his feet, and spots bill’s empty cup sitting on its side on the table next to them

cause richie’s been pacing himself right, like he knows now that everclear is wild shit and he doesn’t want 2 spend the night with his head in the toilet like he did last summer after the Great Beer Bong Incident

but bill slammed his shit and now he’s shaky getting to his feet

“we’re gonna go lay down,” richie tells the room, wrapping bill’s arm around his shoulder and holding him by the waist

richie knows walking upstairs 2 his own room is prolly not gonna go over well so he takes bill to the den and deposits him on the couch there

he leaves and gets bill a glass of water and some aspirin and when he returns bill is throwing up in the trash can, looking pathetic

“dude!” richie says, and rushes to bill’s side to rub his back and hold the trash can

bill leans into his side, warm from sickness and unsteady

and richie hangs with him as he fuckin Dispels The Demons

and when bill’s done, richie gets rid of the garbage bag and comes back with a fresh can full of plastic bags he can switch out if bill gets sick again

he lays bill on his side and squeezes between him and the back of the couch, hooking his foot over bill’s legs so he doesn’t roll off

nudges his arm under bill’s armpit and holds tight to his chest

“i’m s-sorry” bill whispers into the darkness, sounding sad and embarrassed

“it’s cool,” richie responds. his own drunkeness has mellowed and he mainly just feels sleepy “i get to cuddle with my best dude,”

the next morning bill wakes up with a WICKED headache and what feels like a furnace cuddled up to his back

the light streaming in through the blinds fucking BURNS and bill has a faint taste of puke in his mouth

he feels richie’s hand, having wormed its way up his shirt, resting on his bare stomach

and bill falls back asleep for a few more hours with richie’s breath in his ear

send me requests/headcanons/prompts!

#bichie #bill denbrough #richie tozier #it headcanons #eddie kaspbrak #stanley uris #mike hanlon #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #this also got long as many of my headcanons do so SORRY #my writing #fuck i just realized you asked for a fic and i gave you headcanons...... im so sorry fuck

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humanscandrivestick · 6 years

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E.Q.--Concordia

Concordia is the Latin word for "harmony," literally "with (one) heart." It may refer to: Concordia (mythology), the Roman goddess of harmony.

~~~

Bass leaned his head back into Treble's chest, one earbud in his left ear while Treble had the right one. They were on another round of their christmas gifts, their yearly song exchange as they watched the snow from their apartment window. This year, Balance had taken Fade out on a "girly" event night with a few of the other girls in the network. Bass wondered why Moebius had gotten an invite for it, though Treble insisted it was because she was female. Bass still felt he was male, because, as it out it, "that's the kinda boy I like, if you weren't in the picture", which only made Treble smirk sheepishly.

It was a quiet Christmas for them, able to just snuggle down and be with each other. There were times Treble marveled at the fact that unlike most couples, they never were bored with each other. The french redhead pointed out that it was because they were merely one person occupying 2 locations in space, a rather midnight nirvana kinda observation he was wont to have when the 3 of them were just chilling and smoking and drinking together.

Quentin had opted also to stay behind that Christmas Eve, shocked that Treble didn't object, and left to go grab something--or rather lots of somethings--to drink and eat. There weren't a lot of places open late, but when he got back, both men were still watching the snow in the christmas lit living room.

"Mind if I turn on a lamp?" he asked as he set the drink and snack fixings on the coffee table.

Bass lazily waved at him as he stretched a little. Treble gave him a nod, but his gaze was out the window. He certainly did like watching the snow almost as much as Bass liked watching the rain.

With their phones connecting to the internet for recipes, the boys made a number of sweet cocktails--Quentin's second guilty pleasure--and enjoyed it with sliced meats, cheeses and crackers--Bass and Quentin's first guilty pleasures. They brought out some instruments, though Bass was taking a vacation from the synths. It's the holidays and sometimes a man should take a break when he's done with hard work.

While Treble nursed what Bass called a Cinderella (a fruit juice non-alcoholic), Quentin leaned back and licked his fingers. "Treb?"

"Yes?" he asked, his deep blue eyes curiously but calmly flicking over.

"You're...sure it's ok I celebrate Christmas with you and Bass...?"

He gave a short derisive snort. "Like I was going to let you have him for the holiday."

Bass gave him a sheepish but sharp look. "Treeeeeeb."

"No no. I mean...like it's ok for me to be with you guys...." He was looking into his drink, a seabreeze. "I know you guys...always do something on your holiday."

Treble could hear the barest edges of a familiar loneliness. The same Bass had back in the Corps when he was away for the holiday. He and Bass truly were cut from the same cloth, even if they were sewn up differently.

"We exchange music. It's not as if it's a ceremony." He said it with a square frankness that Quentin wasn't sure how to handle, but Bass, reading his partner like a painting, gave Quentin a warm squeeze on the knee.

"He's tryin' to say he knew you'd be lonely and that we didn't want you to be." "I didn't say that," Treble said curtly, though it was curt enough to be obviously true.

"I know. S'why I had to say it. Out loud." He leaned into Quentin's legs, using his knees and thighs as an armrest. "But...I didn't want you to be lonely neither. I've spent enough christmases alone to know that's no bueno, bro."

The redhead's eyes were still a little uncertain. He wasn't the type to try to step on people, and for that Bass--and deep down Treble--understood.

"Dude, you're here now and you got nowhere to go. I wouldn't letcha be by yourself." As Treble sipped his drink and lazily strummed his guitar, Bass looked up at Quentin. "Tell ya what. I'll tell you all the crazy shit that used to happen back when Treb and I were in the Corps, all the crazy christmas stories."

Treble looked up quizzically. "Oh I see. 'scary ghost stories and tales of old glories of christmases long, long ago'?"

"Pretty harsh to hear you call 'im ghost stories," Bass said, grinning.

"I suppose those are for Halloween then."

"He'd never believe the real ones."

Quentin watched and listened to their banter and smiled. It was like being with friends, though he'd usually had few in his early life.

Cry over this now, Quent, and they'd never let you hear the end of it, he thought ruefully, though he was smiling.

Treble leaned back. "Wouldn't be the same without all the music...."

If Bass were a dog, his ears would be perked. "What, you sayin' a lil playlist to go with the story telling?"

"I don't know if we even have the old stuff....we'd have to play by ear."

"You say that like we couldn't."

"With your memory."

"And yours too."

"Sure," Quentin said, and cocked his head. "I wanna hear 14 years worth of love songs."

Neither of them seemed to notice, but Quentin saw the same smile cross both their faces. Other people would probably say that they were entirely different, with Bass' stretching eagerly over his mouth, and the corners of Treble's mouth barely moving, but the spark in their eyes as they went to collect instruments and other electronics was exactly the same.

It was a long play that both men played. Treble was shocked that Bass still had the original files stored away on a small keychain thumb-drive card. They weren't of the best quality, but between the both of them, they made a more robust sound, filling in and remixing over the original files with live instruments. Occasionally, Bass would drop a break beat, or Treble would extend a refrain as they recounted every one of those 14 years, never in order, though their first christmas was told first. Seeing Bass nostalgically relive those moments of uncertainty, and Treble recount his efforts to comfort him. The year they wrote music for the man that sent Treble a guitar for his birthday. That lonely Christmas Eve when Treble took that fighter jet cross country to make it back in time for christmas. Each story was further affirmation to Quentin what they both had between each other.

It ached a little, but it felt more good than bittersweet. He had never felt such a strong love for anyone as he did for Bass. The thoughts he could live in a world without him was as incomprehensible as gravity theory.

In a way...he was glad he defected.

Treble was playing a few of their songs together on the guitar, as Bass cozied up on Quentin's lap on the couch. The redhead was leaned against his arm, though not intimately. The 3 of them sat in a warm silence.

"Thank you," Quentin said softly. Treble turned his head slightly to look at him. "Its prolly been one of the best holidays I've ever had. Like ever."

"He...reminds me a lot of you. You both have this sort of way you express emotion. You don't like to impose, but you don't sugar coat." Treble was never good at words but he senses Quentin needs them more than implication. "And you both can get so unbearably lonely its obvious you go out of your way to not be...."

"Am I that obvious?”

"Sometimes. Though I'd assume you wouldn't have tracked us down post Sound Tower to find us if you didn't get so lonely."

"Don't talk like that or I'll libel to start cryin'."

"You're not that puss."

"Well, thank you for the compliment. I think."

Quentin leaned his head on Treble's shoulder, and the raven-haired man made a playful show of moving it off with a comical look of disgust. "Don't think I want to bump uglies with you, baguette."

"I know," chucked Quentin. "Bass-sexual is what you are."

"I prefer to think monogamous."

"Picky," corrected Bass, his eyes shut.

Treble merely rolled his eyes, but there was an amused glint to it.

They watched the snow come down through the window. And Quentin spoke up again, contented. "This is nice."

At the same time, both men said, "I was going to say the same thing."

#E.Q.#E.Q. Fridays #Side A #Treble #Bass #Quentin #christmas

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rzyraffek · 1 year

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YANDERE THE MAN HUSH DUDE HEADCANONS BUT THE READER LOVES HIM BACK?? Btw they make tiktok vids together or share the same humour, They make vids about jokes or making funny vids by reacting or making someone read something & forcing to watch the vid with their reaction lol.

YANDERE the man (John) x reader

Headcanons, filming vids together or forcing each other to react to a weird video or doing weird funny stuff, if you want you can add anything else and yeah lol

Woah that is a long letter u wrote there

I LOVE THE IDEA OMG PLUS THEM PRANKING EACH OTHER omg BUT U FOROGR TO SAY WHAT PRONOUNS TO USE😭*exploes* gonna use she/her :) , there is some dialogue John is green and she is pimk

(Swf)(Request open)(TW:yandere,stalking,bulling people on tiktok)

Yandere silly dude from Hush (le josh) with as silly s/o

When he saw her first time he was sure that he will stalk her a little, spook her with some dead bodies, and kill her (his average sunday)

But after a while he kinda realised that he kinda likes her?? But he didnt pay mind to it(just yet) he still will try to commit crimes

He probably tried to stalk her while she was out in city but she bumped into him and he just 😳🧍 she probably started apologising while he tried to catch his breath.

And imagine if she decided that hes cute and invite him to some cafe. This guy went on mission to gather info to kill her, now He sits there drinking some tea and talks about some drama with her.

He will kinda find her funny, she seemed to have similar sense of humor like him. Then he decides to slow down his kill evil plan and gives her a chancs

His yandere type is defo "youre mine and only mine" but if she gets along with it, he is the biggest cuddle bug and shmol bean ever.

John wont tell her that he loves her (even if she is visably in love with him) and probably plan some evil kidnapind plan(super epic) So yeah he invites her to cute trip in forest total cute, then he ties her arms, then he yeets you in his car (he expects some sort of fight tbh) and drives you to his hause. While she just vibes to songs in radio.

"This is your hause now, try to escape and you wont be so happy" "cool, do you have wifi here" "🧍yea"

God zamn John prepared so hard!! Duble locks on doors, windows with super hard Glass, ect. He was prepared for game in cat and mouse and she just vibes on couch?

"I ordered pizza honey:)" "I cant eat it, I have ligma:(" "whats ligma" "😈 ligma bools"

Shes lucky he loves her because after limga joke he accualy regreted sparing her in first place

Also she would show him the most gen-z memes you can think of and record his reacion "Who is 🤨 among?"

He would blush like crazy when she wears his shirts, he will cuddle her a lot

He works out a lot, and eveytime after, he feels super strong and he just picks her up or play catch or just play-fight

'Damn babe somone just posted rat stealing whole bag of chips, wanna see?" *sees the video* "damn, so us"

He will say stuff like: slay, common W, most sane person in Ohio. This Type of stuff, im sorry if this bothers you

He will give headpats

If shes like tiktok famous and posts funni shit daily, she will try to inculde him. At first only as the guy holding camera or something. But later she will do stuff like "my bf reacting to my skincare routine!" Or "puting make up on my bf! (Not click bait) (he is shocked)"

I SWEAR TIKTOK COMMUTNITY IS THIRSTY THEY WILL SIMP OVER HER MAN

But if they dont mind its win-win because its free comments and likes (and in big scale it means money)

I wanted to post memes at the end but tumblr doesnt like so I prolly post meme right after posting it

Also reader sending him funny shit while he is 'at work' *she sends funny rat meme* "honey i litteraly shoot somone leg off wtf is that" "hehe funi rat"

He loves walks in forest, with hand holding ofc. Also He has ps5 and he will play with her some silly games

Overall 9/10: pros:you get free food, and u dont have to work, u get hugs 12/7. cons: u get kidnaped

I hope its up to ur standards, i made it a little long, john>>

#hush x reader #hush 2016 #yandere slasher x reader #yandere #yandere slashers

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decodervon · 4 years

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disregard the last post.

i made that with a lot of anger and frustration. weve talked a lot since then and I'm... not that angry anymore. I probably shouldn't even be talking with you, but i hate how much it helped.

i hate curiosity. i always scolded you and warned you about looking for things you might not want to find and i did it. i found something i didn't want to find.

i found out you were casually dating again.

and of course you are. i mean. we "broke up" in September. it's been months. theres no reason to feel shameful or bad. I cant fault you and I cant be mad at you. and I'm still mad about some stuff, but that's not one of them.

this one hurts though. i knew i would feel like this, but i hate how much my mind keeps REMINDING ME. I'll be trying to sleep and my mind is like, "u kno she seeing someone right. they prolly banging. its prolly way better then ur tired ass sex. doesnt have to say weird fetish shit." and its LIKE. OK. I GET IT. STOP. STOP REPEATING OVER AND OVER. DONT WAKE ME UP TO REMIND ME.

i heard about it after I went snooping about your party. people said their was distinct body language and he seems to have a very outgoing personality and seemed really nice. it sounds like exactly what you need and IT KILLS ME.

I HATE I went snooping. OF COURSE this is what i get. we've talked since then and i know you feel confused and scared. best thing I could actually do for you is leave you alone and let you have a real chance at it. maybe it's a rebound. but so were we. my evil, manipulative side knows that you still feel emotionally connected to me due to calling me about Vday stuff. my pragmatic side wants to sort out a deal where i exchange emotional support for physical intimacy because I know we both want those things and know the other can give them. i can listen and talk and care about your problems and you could do whatever weird, gross, aggressive sexual stuff and not judge me (I think.) but my less evil/neutral sides know that that would throw a wrench in both our things and the best thing I can do is stay away.

that being said... I dont want to. it's like doing coke or something. like yeah, it's bad. but like. if no one knows... then maybe it's not THAT bad. like it would detrimental to us if we got together and we argued and fought. that would be unhealthy. but just... secreting away and being physical and keeping it hot and fast.. ugh. I mean. its sorta like all those fantasies you helped me with. except we wouldn't be pretending.

ugh. prolly makes me a horrible person. prolly makes US. I know you kind of want to do the same thing. I tried to cool suggest it, but you're probably conflicted about it too. I want you to just... show up late one night. some random text at like... 11pm being like, "I'm outside. should I leave?" and then I mull it over and invite you in quietly. you're wearing something impossibly hot like you do. we hug and I can tell you want to feel my body because it's been so long. we go back to my room and talk awkwardly for a few minutes. we both mention how you shouldnt be here sheepishly while ignoring the fact neither of us are protesting it very hard. you slide off your coat, looking me in the eye the whole time. that longing, sad look. that look that makes it impossible not to kiss you. I pull away after a minute and say, "this is wrong. we shouldnt be doing this." and you lean in close to my ear and whisper "hes not you." and I instinctually press my body against yours. you nuzzle into my neck as you slide your hands under my shirt, around my waist and up my back. I put my hands on your waist and take a deep breath of the smell of your hair. I say, "i dont want to hurt anyone" you said "I dont care." or more likely "no one has to know"... we appreciate each others bodies like we always should have. I go over every inch of you, knowing I might not see it again. you go over those inches of me like they're an old friend you're excited to see. you say all the terrible things I want you to say and I hurt you like you liked to be hurt. we go on for an hour. i want you to stay but i cant ask. my willpower drained with my stress. you fix yourself and disappear like an uninvited vampire. i cry. a lot. i hold myself and wish it was you. the lifetime of memories creeping back onto me. I hate myself for what I've done, but desperately try and inhale your fading scent still lingering in my bed.

ugh. I'm probably gonna end up writing something hot and complete after sharing that. I hate that I want that so bad. but I shouldnt. I have more to lose in this than you do.

you would hate me if you knew what I had been up to since. one of the other reasons I cant judge you for moving on. I've talked and reached out to many people you arent a fan of. not to spite you, but because those people knew me in intimate ways I can trust. I gained insight from talking to them and meeting with them. but that's not what I'm referring to.

im... also.. casually dating someone. it's still all pretty fledgling, as I am WAY too delicate to dedicate myself to anyone. but its... it's someone you know. some things had been happening that neither of us knew about.. and I dont want to tell you because I feel like I'd be cursing you with the same curse that I have. imaging you with that person, not being able to stop... but I know the curiosity is almost as killer for you. its.. a hard thing to figure out morally. but I dont want to jeopardize it. its... it's a once in a lifetime chance. they care about me.. legitimately. and probably more than they should with how emotionally volatile I am right now. but they dont really know how.. I am. part of me is a sweet, great guy. but another part of me is the type to want to have that night I wrote about. a secret trust where we exhaust each other physical and say all the sick things we want, knowing that the other wont judge them. (hell, anything is better than arguing)

I want to be physically wanted... but I want to be wanted by you. I loved when you would love my body. cause like... in my head, when people say things about loving me, I always diffuse it "oh she just thinks she loves me like that" "oh shes convinced herself she likes that about me" "oh she thinks that's cute now, but give it time..." and its just... innate to my awful self esteem. but body stuff? making out with me? going down on me? holding, examining and loving.. parts of me? it feels so much... truer to me. like someone couldnt lie about that. I know thats... naive to think. but that's how it feels. no one who doesnt like you is gonna put their dick in their mouth. bottom line. or go along with your fantasies that you yourself think are strange to be attracted to. i wanted you to want me so bad. i wanted you to love my body and tell me youd been thinking about it. it's such a direct link to my heart.. ugh. but that.. stuff got all messed up. I think that's what made me fall in love in the first year. you cherished my body. you worshipped it. you wanted to sherk your duties to have more of it and I was totally enthralled. that first year made me stay for so long and through so much. always chasing that high. that time where my body was all you wanted and all i wanted was your heart. and it all got so... nevermind.

the person I'm dating.. we're talking it very slow. ive.. kissed her. in fact, your vday call interrupted that kiss. can you believe that timing? thanks universe. if you're trying to say we should get back together, maybe dont kill a beautiful innocent cat next time. I was mad you wanted me to support you through death.. after you abandoned me when I needed your support so bad. I'm still kinda mad. but whatever. this isnt a mad post.

i.. its. shes.. she lets me talk about you. she knows you. maybe better than I did. its hard.. shes not experienced with.. our type of relationship so much. I try not to put much on her. for the reasons of not wanting to overburden her and to keep from forming an instant bond. I know I still have these raw, visceral feelings for you and I dont want to hurt someone I care about because of them. I dont know how you know your new guy, but my guess is: not very well. maybe it's a tinder date. maybe it's a friend of a friend. but if I had to make an educated guess, it's someone far removed who is just.. treating you well. like how you want to be treated. kind of a nobody, but that's a good thing. like if things kept being nice, cool. if they didnt work, whatever. something noncommittal. something lowkey. something you didnt have to /worry/ about. which is all... smart. but I also know that if you felt like you wanted to drive that shit into a wall, you wouldnt lose a lot of sleep over it. and you considering the tryst.. well. yeah. speaks to that effect. i... I wonder if I should have even suggested its because I can't drive my thing into a wall. its... I cant. youd understand if you knew.

theres probably only one person in your mind you would legitimately fear me dating if you sat down and thought about it. someone that wasn't just someone you didnt want me dating. not like Kayla or Grace where it would just... bug you. I mean deeper. someone that you couldnt wrest me away from. someone that your charms would fall flat because of. I'm talking Caitlyn levels of dedicated affection. and as I said, I dont want to jump in. I know how easily i fall in love. I'm taking this slow. developing a foundation. trying to figure myself. wanting someone to treat me well and watch anime and cartoons with while being warm and laughing. someone to affectionately take care of me. someone who wanted to spend time with me.. someone who's house i could come over to in the daylight.. someone who's friends were excited for her and not judgemental of her..

I get why you're dating. I'm doing the same thing for the same reasons. i need this. you need this. i wanted you to treat me these ways but i couldnt keep.. telling you how to treat me after so many years. you could write a book on me. I STILL know how to take care of you and I mostly figured it out after years. I wanted to see you try and figure me out. you didnt have to be right. I just wanted you to try. I left a breadcrumb on my IG for this story, but I never know when or if you'll ever read these. I always want to hear your feelings too. I wish you wrote like this. I wish I had a direct line to your thoughts like back in the day when you wrote. it always helped. I still check your tumblr from time to time. like the idiot I am.

ugh. like the absolute idiot I am.

(ps. I watch that last video we made like every day.)

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sleepysplace · 5 years

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Nostalgia

For a good while i have a very strong desire in my head to just go back to the past, 10 or 15 years ago and just live in a different time, both due to internal and external circunstances.

Im a child of the 90′s tho i dont think i could be considered one of the “90s kids” due to not having almost any memory of the decade itself, but, i did remember the early 2000s to a good extent, not as much as i want to but good enough to have some clear memories in my head.

Now you could say “The 2000s are another decade” But i cant help but see it as an extensions of the 90s. Think about it, does going from 1999 to 2000 instantly changes the whole culture the second the new decade comes in? Of course not, well maybe a bit but it still takes time for culture to transition as a whole so i got a lot of the 90s merely by being a kid in this transition period so i still got a lot of things that the “90s kids” brag so much about, that includes that olde windows 98 computer, 90s cartoons and even some of the games that came around that decade, i could still feel some of that culture through my early infancy.

Oh boy one of the first things i remember is the fox kids channel, these really different times, instead of some shitty modern minimalistic or realistic visuals we got a nice stylized burst of colors with some goofy ass 3d effects. Instead of trying to look “cool” or modern it just really spoke to kids in their language and even included some goofy ass animations that plended real pictures with silly drawings, i can really describe the way things were announced or narrated but it was kinda loud and goofy (I know i use that word alot but i cant find other way to describe it lol), well, things in the 90s were really loud, just check out any anime dub of that time and you will get that notion.

I also got the “anime boom” of the early 2000s meaning i got to see lots of digimon as well as many crappy anime that never got remembered as well. The fox kids site was really colorful as well and it really showed how limited but also diverse the sites were at the time if compared with today.

Unfortunately fox kids met its end in 2004-2005 when it was replaced with jetix which is better than most garbage we got today but still showed signs of ugly modernization with a limited lifeless color pallete of grays and blues and use of a more minimalistic style.

There isnt much else to say about nickelodeon, most of the same thing except its orange all over that place but i think the visuals of early 2000s nickelodeon was pretty amazing. Instead of this “modern” “clean” pure text logo we had a splat filled with a bazooka font, it was rad and the same messy, colorful and energetic aura could be felt on the whole channel which also had a loud announcer just like fox kids. Nowdays its just a bland, boring modernized text saying “nickelodeon” and thats it, the whole aestethic of the channel was simplified and modernized, same thing happened with cartoon network which i wont talk for now but its mostly the same thing: A colorful channel full of life turned into a modern lifeless shell of its former being.

The internet was also pretty amazing and a big part of my infancy along with 90s informatics in general. We are talking about big fucking monitors with a huuge back end and not a lot of resulution, well, certainly beter than DOS or terminal crap but its shit compared with today. If you could run CS or early tomb raider congrats! You prolly have a gaming pc, so much potency!

Instead of being stuck to youtube, twitter or furry art sites the internet was an entire world waiting for me to explore, that means i went to every kids TV channel site as well as every kids site i found by ocasion or really anything bright and full of colors that invited me to it, Playing every single clumsy flash game i could find and having a hell of a time just seeing what else could i find.

There wasnt any modern style trends at the time so even as rough as they were you got all sorts of different sites with different identities as opposed to one single site copy pasted probably done on wix or something. The internet was the fucking wild west, no ultramega big corporations (well maybe just a few), no regulations, no SJWs! Just a free land waiting to be explored and colonized by the few who were curious enough to explore it!

The lack of shitty trends and shitty corps also benefited the gaming industry as well, that means more creative games and no fucking empty dead open world copypasta but instead a huge variety of plataformers, rpgs and all kinds of shit, dont get me wrong, we still have variety and creative people but they are being limited by huge shitty companies and lifeless journos.

Being in the ps2 era meant no realistic graphics but it also meant creators had to focus and gameplay and do the best with what they got, just look at shadow of the colossus, that shit looks beautiful even by todays standards and it was pretty exprerimental, shit, the ps2 was the most legendary console to ever exist, point.

It had a huuuge library of amazing games, good fucking graphics (for the time, obviously) and it was goddam easy to run pirate games into it, so much that nearly the entire brazilian market (and i assume the entire latin american market as well) ran on pirated games, seriously, no one would pay 80+ bucks for a game at the time, fuck having 2 games a year, lets have fucking 20! The ps2 also had such good games that it was a nearly monopoly on the console market, nearly nobody had an xbox or gamecube, seriously, all the neightbors and their fucking dogs had a ps2

I guess you could say what fucked a lot of the entertaiment industry later on were shitty industry trends, big shitty companies becoming shittier every year, excessive modernization of fucking everything and people trying to dictate what should be produced or not.

Shit, this is going to need a part two

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keerawrrr · 5 years

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update

me n Juicy are still on a roll; 1 year n 6 months...n counting lol hvnt had any big fights in awhile

I have a new dog....Nala, her mom could give 2 shits about her n although I NEEDED to wait til I had the funds for my apt to approve her; I said fck it n did what I thought was best cuz all her mom was gonna do was complain & she's a sweet lil girl. still needs work on where to baño if we can't make it outside & barking at anything she dnt recognize lol but its all good, she's part of the family

Juicy got me a couch....after always talking about it n window shopping lol a neighbor sold him one n he passed his off to me

which leads to the fact I MET HIS DAD IN PERSON FINALLY!!!!! ayyye lol I fell even more in love wit his dad & Juicy laughs cuz I told his dad "Gracias Papa!" when they were leaving lol it was cute n I dnt care lol

also....his freaking mom INVITED ME TO THANKSGIVING!!!! bitch when I say I was so surprised! unfortunately....I got hit wit the sick bug n didnt wanna be snotty around ppl I'm meeting for the first time cuz I would've wanted to jst be cuddled up with Juicy ya know? but she made me a plate lol so still a win 💪

along the same lines, he has an Uncle here from Mexico who invited him to a cousins wedding in a couple weeks n told him to bring a girl, we party on the ranch n go into new years; Juicy said he'd wanna take me n we started getting ourselves hyped up about it lol I'd be nervous tho cuz compared to them his Spanish is not even close lol so that means I def wont know shit so if either of his parents dnt go, who would I run to for comfort? lol it's a nice idea, our 2nd trip together...but it's prolly not gonna happen

friends? really dnt have any; like it's legit, ppl I'm cool with a work, I dnt talk to nobody outta work. just Juicy n my homegirl from Maryland. -shrugs- I'm good off it tho.

um I know for sure I gotta practice keeping my opinion to myself lol regardless if I know I'm right, regardless if someone needs sense knocked into them....but I also need for ppl not to bring their stupidity to me lol u know? like if u know me n know how I see things...dnt do it, keep ya nonsense to urself

lastly I talked to my aunt last week, went well but I called her back 3 different times n no answers or call backs so idk wtf is up with that but its not the first time but that was the longest we've talked, ever so I thought things were on the up n up. I won't hold it against her cuz she has some stuff going on but damn lol

well that's all I have... until next time

#update #my life my problems #know whats up #san antonio #instagram #twitter #snapchat #blackout #curly girl #furmom #chicano #family #my future #smoke sess

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jeffxjustin · 7 years

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meself dont read u’ll get annoyed

hi hello i...i am back.

so first off, i wanna write on the eve of our tour to cebu. i dont wanna come and so i didnt prepare extravagantly (did i ever?!?!). anyway, its kind of rainy anyway and so im not expecting much with that kind of weather, esp if you guys would travel around 2-3am. its already 12 and i didnt get an ounce of sleep bec im not in the mood for this. its not that i dont fancy travels, vacation and stuff but (noticed i had too much ‘its’ it bothered me) i hate leaving when i need to do work or sort of that. sir javar pep talked us last fri and i got energized hearing his words and so i tried going back on shape. last two weeks are pretty terrible. so much efforts went to waste as i prepared for things that was suspended. i hate that feeling when i make an effort for something and it gets suddenly postponed. am talking bout my eng4 exam that keeps getting moved and moved. studied without sleep and, eyyyy prof says lets move it. anyway fuck that. it had negative impact on me bec previously i was on a roll, had so much job w orcc stuff, layb and plss. not to mention maintaining kulayan on a half dead situation (sorry, i dont have the capacity some ppl have, yet). i was managing them all, then boom. dread feelings came bec i lost on track due to numerous reschedulings and sht. i skipped classes, did half-assed jobs, had a huge debt. wanna cry, yknow, bec i wanna release these feelings of dread. but i dunno, straight five months i have yet to cry. its freakin heavy and with that constant things of dread following you, you wont function well. pals told me i have a high saturation point. handy, but troublesome. and so going back to sir javar’s peptalking, it certainly made me alive. and mind you i want to go back on track too. i was kind of proud when i got included on sir’s top ten without studying real hard (got the ninth) but i hated it bec i didnt give my all. yknow, i had this thinking that i shouldnt be wasting my efforts on something not worthy. /worthy/ is subjective, obviously and i only have few in mind but i guess thats bec im still learning. the list may or may not go, depending on the situation.

i hate staying at my room, puffing cigars doing nothing. i feel useless.

yes, i may have improved technically, considering all the work im handling right now, but its fucking exhausting. its not healthy working while carrying some emotional baggage yknow. i may carry this forever but sometimes i hope it would just disappear.

honestly, maybe i was just too fast. my 3 years in the university were pretty stale and boring (comparing to others’). things became /explosive/ last sem, this midyear, and this sem. it may not be better than others’ experiences, but whatever.

i am kind of scared on what will happen next year, but definitely maybe it’ll be worse. maybe maybe maybe of course things can still go upsy turvy but im a pessimist most of the time so...im sorry (dont worry im not a nega guy when on the actual he he). my birthday is kinda near but im not really enthusiastic about it. had plans of actually inviting my layer 1 friends (means my really really close friends) and maybe we’ll drink or eat or whatever. a time spent with them is fun with me, and birthdays are /supposedly/ fun so...yea. on gifts, hm. not looking forward with gifts bec im too old for toys or wut. maybe a song or a poem would do??? (haha honestly idk what to say bec im usually the one who gives gifts. and so i dont really know what to feel if i get to receive one. maybe overwhelmed bec ill be grateful? any gifts r fine ill appreciate it lol. TOTALLY NOT ASKING FOR GIFTS I SWEAR UNTO MY LEFT EYE)

tis the first time i talked like this on a social media platform. sorry, too bored. prolly this thing’s getting annoying and so ill stop. i hate annoying people. until the next one ;)

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ceceliapegasus · 7 years

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girl excessively bitter, no one cares

lmao so im just high key bitter abt my relationshits in life, u read tht right, and im just here to complain yet again

aye i made dat b on my tests doeeeeeeeee

so my childhood “friends” which i will refer to as “childhood friends” for the sake of clarity, and everything will be fact unless stated otherwise

-did not invite me to go to a con the first year they started going when literally everyone else was invited

-second year i coincidentally met them walking down the hall and suggested we hang sometime, to which 2 people turned and ignored that i was present, the present boyfriend, one whom i did not know, texting on his phone bored-ed-ly ( ? ) and the girl promptly replying to my “oh! we should totally hang or something later! if you have time.” with “yeah, uh, we can hang out of my friends arent doing anything and im bored later, later!”

-excessively tries to convince me, an extreme introvert with massive social anxiety, “you just gotta put yourself out there to make friends! i’m outgoing and weird so its not hard for me to make friends! just do it!” whilst, yes, physically quoting the meme... me: “thats just really hard for me, you know? haha...i mean i try but--” them: “well that’s how you make friends so.”

-me, the year after their first con: “hey, we should totally room together! it’d be fun!” them: “oh, sorry, i already made friends at (previous con) so we’re staying with them.” me: “oh okay, next time!” them, literally: “nah, if my friends dont go i wont go”

-before spawn of their first con, them: “yeah if you need room we have some space.” me: “cool, yeah! i have a friend from out of town thats coming in so could she stay with cause she’s with me ??” them: “no, sorry, i dont trust anyone ive never met once before, even if she’s your friend, she could be a serial killer or something, you know?? haha.”

anywei the above are multiple verbal accounts of me being shut down and im just a bitter hag b/c i can deal with “nah” or “i hate you so, you cant bunk with us” or any iteration of such but being brushed off and ignored drive me up the wall to no end especially with such high hypocrisy rates i could form it into a knife and commit suicide.

AND THE POINT OF THIS SUPER REDUNDANT POST, BECAUSE GOD KNOWS IVE COMPLAINED ABOUT THIS SO SO /SO/ MANY TIMES, IS THAT IM FINALLY HITTING AX FOR THE FIRST TIME AND IM SO HAPPY BUT THIS GROUP OF PEOPLE ARE ALSO GOING TO AX AND LIKE.... I DESERVED IT FIRST ??? LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLllllllllllllll

MY PARENTS FINALLY LET MY CON BAN GO PROLLY B/C IM IN SCHOOL DOING WELL BUT IM JUST SO BITTER ABOUT THESE HOES CAUSE 2 RIDE COATTAILS, ONE IS BACKED BY HIS RICH PARENTS AND THE LEAD GIRL IS ( PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE @ ME & ) AN ENABLER B/C SHE HAS THE MEANS AND THEY MAKE DISGUSTING JOKES AND HAVE NO BOUNDARIES AND UPSET ME AND THE ONLY REASON IM BITTER AND I KNOW IT IS THAT THEYRE SUCH PRIVILEGED PEOPLE WITH THE ABILITY TO DO WHAT THEY WANT WHILE IM BOUND TO MY HOME 90% OF THE TIME AND ONLY WHEN I USE THEM AS AN EXCUSE CAN I DO SOMETHING I WASNT ABLE TO BEFORE

AND I DESPISE THEM FOR IT

all of my childhood friends had older siblings that got along and connected them while i had nothing and i feel like my problems stem one from another and i just hate hearing about them and how they’re all together 100% of the time and doing shit together and going places together and “why dont you hang out with them” “because i wasnt invited” “invite yourself!” “how do i invite myself to something i didnt know existed” AND ITS OBVIOUS MY PRESENCE WASNT REALLY WANTED ? IF I DIDNT KNOW ABOUT IT IN THE FIRST PLACE and their con/cos start was for all the wrong reasons and i know just b/c something started out “not good” doesnt mean anything /now/ but all i do is think and hate and nobody hates them or knows these things that murder my emotions and stability from the inside and it kills me inside that i can be insulted and pushed aside so easily by them low-key but its not a thing i can just tell people and have them share my self-pushed hatred because its not right and its just a thing that happend conicidentally with a snowball effect to me only because of how we related and these people are jUST so popular in the community and so well known and i encounter them ridiculously too often for people who OBVIOUSLY ? want nothing to do with me b/c nobody in god’s name uses your friend is an actually possible murderer when there are 30 other excuses or ill ttyl if im bored and alone lmao or im just fucking stupid, who goddamn knows

i dont think they realize they did these things to me in hindsight and its so awkward i try so hard to be friendly and relate and shit but im still so awkward and theyve known me so long it doesnt really slide where new people are “so happy” and “youre cute” but so im just extra baggage who talks to thin air and gets to go out impromptu during get togethers btwn our parents when its a requirement to drag me out somewhere so they dont look bad ( and this also adds fuel to my fire ) and like i try to be nice and i always get really sarcastic answers to realistic, hopeful questions and theyre literally always in the neighborhood but i just , dont get it honestly lol

this pointless situation literally causes 35% of my stress levels and it consumes me because i have no ways to cope--nobody to vent to, no “regular con friends,” no freedom, nothing. im probably gonna give myself ulcers but i mean if i dont who will lmao

my life is honestly just a moot point and i just want people to like me and enjoy my company and be with me etc etc and i feel like im close to that buts its like 1 step forward and 2 steps back kinda job and im just LOL

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anyway better question after the 40m it took me to cry abt this bullshit: if i only have a carry on what the fuck cosplays should i bring to AX.....i only realized today that i have like 3 school uniform cosplays with gray blazers of different design omf

#ami pls stfu #u dont wanna read this tbh lmao

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