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asgardswinter · 2 months

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A thread of Jon Bernthal being a zionist and why all of you should stop supporting him.

Especially if you actually care about Palestinians and ur going around cancelling zionists like Noah Schnapp and Amy Schummer.

You can read my thread on my twitter page:

https://x.com/aquasuperbat/status/1769431729385648594?s=46

First of all, Jon Bernthal has liked tons of pro-Israel propaganda posts on twitter

He signed a letter to Biden in support of Israel like many other celebrities

He never signed the letter calling for a ceasefire. I think that says enough that he still holds zionist views.

He platformed an ex idf soldier on his podcast. Giving people who have killed Palestinians and committed Genocide a safe place.

Jon Bernthal’s sister in law (his brothers wife) is Sheryl Sandberg, a billionaire who runs multiple technology companies.

She has spread a lot of misinformation about Hamas. Shes very pro-israel

After all of this, hes stayed silent on the massacres that has occured in Gaza. Hes stayed silent as children have been bombed and are currently being starved. Over 40,000 innocent lives, mostly women and children have been taken, but he doesnt hesitate to stay silent.

If you care about this then you will stop supporting Jon even if he plays ur favourite character. I LOVED his ver of Frank Castle. But i cant stand by him with his complicit in genocide while i see innocent lives being taken.

In the past month he hasnt liked any pro-israel content, most likely because he saw the amount of support Palestinians are getting and that celebs r being outed. Or his team has told him to stop. I dont believe hes changed his views.

In 2022 he followed the official Israel account on twitter but has since unfollowed it.

If ur gonna continue supporting Jon then block me. U disgust me if you do and you cant go around cancelling celebs like Noah Schnapp because then ur just a hypocrite. If ur against zionism then ull stop being fans of every zionist celeb.

This isnt the only disgusting thing hes done, he platformed an abuser on his podcast. Giving people like them a safe place. Most of the ppl he has on his podcast r men, particularly ex cops and military. Hardly any women. Dude reeks of blue lives matter.

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niftykin · 6 months

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Your eyes trapped me in the first "Hi"

Starring: Mikey/Manjiro Sano

Sypnosis: Small headcanons of him

A/N: I read the little prince again and i cited some quotes because it is so beautiful and im gonna cry

request are open

dni || request rules || writing prompts

MIKEY - “And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

Mikey is a very hype teenager on the aspects that matter. If we are going to talk about him and his actions we must go into his whole personality aswell.

Manjiro is childish but that doesnt mean at all that he cant understand the whole meaning of the word 'love'

It is very hard for a little teenager that doesn't know almost anything about something so called about, it is so important to everyone and he knows the concept on words but not in action

Do you think that he could tell you the meaning of "Love" being something else than a feeling? but how does it feel actually?

Emma said that its like butterflies in the stomach, but Draken said that is a comforting feeling, that is something different than what Mikey would feel being with anyone

He really doesnt know, and doesnt want to know, he just wants to lay with you, he feels protected and by being the protector aswell

He feels comfortable with you, he feels the butterflies with you, he can be childish or mature, he can be everything that you need, can you see that? he hopes to be your knight in shinning armor.

“The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.”

He loves you, cares about you and trusts you. He cannot offer you much luxury you could await for someone to give you, he hopes that he is enough

By that i do not mean he would pamper you often, he will into his possibilities, taking care of you, buying you your favorite snack, going to dates with you and offering you the respect you deserve from him and everybody else

he is a good and caring boyfriend, but he is not perfect, he is a human after all, one that makes mistakes and has some things he could improve and some others that he simply cant

He is very stubborn and gets into fights often, is something you being his partner do not aprove due to the damage it would cause to him even being the leader of ToMan

They said love also brings pain but he thought it was physical damage, he could have stand it if it was

He doesnt mean to hurt you on any way, MINUS physically, he will NEVER raise a hand at you

But he might just walk away to clean his mind. he doesnt want to hurt you but he ends up doing so at the time of the fights

“It is such a mysterious place, the land of tears.”

You have cried for him, and he will never forget himself for that. He wants to be your man, he wants to be your knight and your everything, but how could he do so if he never had someone to teach him before?

He will change, and he has said that multiple times, he is really trying to improve his communication skills, but its not a change that can be done in a couple of days

could you give him time to cool down on a fight? he wants to talk, not to argue

Its not bad that you want to talk, what is, is if it becomes an argument, and he would never want to argue with you

He doesnt yell but his calm demeanor makes you lose your temper that times

He wants to understand but he cant if the situation is too heated

He doesnt want those tears rolling down your eyes, he just wants to be your boyfriend

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wannabelife · 8 months

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you drive me crazy – bsk

pairing: sporty seungkwan x fem reader

warning: suggestive

a/n: thank me later click here another one

"hey! yn!" seokmin shouts happily when he sees you coming from afar. you can't help the smile his action leads you.

"hello" you say, happiness playing on your lips.

"i thought you wouldn't make it" he says, opening up his arms to hug you, that you accept welcomingly.

the other boys gather around you two in the football field to say hi too.

"aren't you getting bored if you just watch us play?" jeonghan speaks up, genuinely asking you.

"what? do u want me to play too?" you smirk teasing him a bit.

"can you tho?" knowing jeonghan, you know he will always joke back.

"i really cant" you both laugh at your response, knowing that no matter how much you love watching matches, you are horrible at football.

he hugs your shoulders, taking you to the platform seat, leaving a kiss to the top of your head before you sit down. seungkwan follows you both, sitting next to you to tie his shoes before the game.

"she wouldn't get bored, i am quite a view" kwan says not sparing a glance at you two, concentrating on his task.

"ew" you make a face, and he laughs at your reaction.

jeonghan sees the interaction between both of you, a little glint on his eyes.

"guys, come on! let's start the game!" seungcheol screams from the middle of the soccer campus so all the boys can hear.

the duo next to you whisper "lets go" to each other before going. seungkwan looks at you one last time, throwing a wink in your direction before getting on his back. your tummy twist a bit, and you're glad he didn't wait to watch your reaction, too afraid he'd see through you.

they play rock paper and scissors to divide the teams. jihoon is the goalie on one side and seungkwan in the other. the teams ended up being jeonghan, dino and soonyoung on kwan's team against seungcheol, seokmin and mingyu on jihoon's team.

they start the game, and its fun to watch them just playing it jokingly, having fun with each other, it makes you easily smile.

seungkwan starts jokingly diss dino for not doing anything, so they exchange places making dino the goalie and kwan the one running.

the time goes by, they take a little break. seungkwan is tired and lay in the mean time, dino keeps teasing him, saying that is his price for earlier as seungcheol approaches.

"lets go, stand up, the game isnt over" he says hugging his arm to pull him up.

he groans throwing his head back while accepting his fate. one of his hands tugging underneath his shirt that he brings up to his forehead, cleaning up the sweat there. his abs exposed the slightest, but what makes you speechless is the beautiful v line disappearing under his sweater.

you look to the other side, distracting yourself, hoping no one saw you staring. but embarrassing enough, seungkwan did. and when you look back, he's smirking to himself.

"what happened with "ew"?" he mimics your way of say it provoking you while he passes by.

you swallow dry and soonyoung is the one to rescue you "seungkwan-ah where are you? lets finish the game!" he shouts over the field.

seungkwan takes the bottle on the side, drinking a bit of it before getting back to the game leaving you there not knowing how to act.

the game goes on, you and him spearing a few glares and some smirking here and there. your friendship suddenly turned like this, you two just flirt... for fun... it just adds something to your dinamic, and somehow, it's very exciting.

the match stays at 2x2 and the boys decide to whoever team makes the next goal is the winner and they're done for the night.

you watch their competitive asses playing like teenagers, dino and soonyoung laughing at any action or bickering given, and you actually feel a bit nervous to see what's going to happen. you could say you're very engaged on the game.

jeonghan takes seokmin's ball and starts running to the other side, seungkwan goes front and starts yelling, "mine mine mine" as his life depends on it. your body starts to heat up, and you can't help but stand, your full attention on them now. jeonghan passes the ball to him, and seungkwan positions it. luckily, his front is clean as he shoots. the ball going up left and hitting the goal perfectly.

you scream happy, some of the boys sighing in exhaustion, others running to celebrate victory.

seungkwan stares in your direction, taking his hands to his mouth, sending a kiss to you after deciding the game. you can't do anything other than smile wide.

when everything calms down, everyone is doing their own thing. seungkwan approaches you, sitting by your side. you look, curiously.

"had fun today?" he aks.

"more than expected" you answer back and he smiles.

"maybe you could come more times"

"miss me that much?" you joke.

"of course. who's going to stare me? i like the attention" he spits, and your mouth hangs open immediately. you hear his beautiful laugh hitting your ears and you cant even excuse yourself anymore now that you basically confirmed it.

"you know, you dont have to get shy about it" he says again, and you notice you're in fact blushing "the real concern here is when are we going to do more than just stare"

sorry? what did he say now? you didn't know boo seungkwan could be like this, and you kinda like it. he is driving you crazy, you could say. maybe, after all, flirting was not just for fun.

#yn #seventeen #seventeen fanfic #svt fanfic #svt ff #seungkwan #seungkwan smut #seungkwan fic #seungkwan yn #svt smut #svt imagines #seventeen imagines #seungkwan imagines

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consistentsquash · 6 months

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HP Rec Fest - Day 17

Fest - @hprecfest. Theme - A fic that made you cry.

Snarry is good at angst. So I made a list! 10 fics with 10 types of angst :D

The Boy by themoonandstars1989. What if Snape wasn't a good guy? :D Read the warnings!

The boy had grown beautiful — alabaster skin and dark red lips. Snow White personified, waiting for a prince's kiss to wake him up.

Mostly Harmless by emilywaters1976. What if Harry wasn't 100% good guy? :D Read the warnings.

After the war, former Voldemort supporters go into indentured servitude. Snape becomes Harry's slave. That's when things get complicated.

Morior Animus by vain. You know where this is going but you cant stop reading :/

". . . You seem to be enjoying the book." "Read it twice through," Potter replied, vacant gaze staring just a little bit over Severus's left shoulder. He sounded proud of himself. The sad smile reappeared and he shrugged slightly, sensing if not seeing Severus's raised eyebrow. "I like happy endings."

No Sex, No Galleons by Ziasudra. Snape Whump :D

Even after the death of both his Masters, Severus Snape couldn’t escape a life of servitude. Tonight, just as every other night, he stood on a shaky wooden platform, with nothing but a tattered robe wrapped thinly around himself.

Help Wanted: God & Executioner by pir8fancier. Wartime really sucks when you have to be the one doing the thing.

"You are quite willing to let the rest of us shoulder your sins, are you? Kill for you, so that you can exit this war with a relatively clean soul?"

So Lonely Without Me by caligryphy. Wartime also really sucks when you can't do anything.

"... What if they’re dead? What if no one knows we’re here—what if they’ve sold us out—what if the war is over and Voldemort’s won? Dumbledore secreted us away—he can’t do the same for himself. What’s to stop the assassins from gunning for him? What’s to stop Dumbledore from dying—he’s the only one who knows where we are—the only one—"

Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence by cluegirl. Voldemort wins is the worst situation ever :/

"Delusional child, don't you remember what you are?" He hissed between blows that rocked Harry breathless, "Have you let our Lord's indulgences fool you?" Lucius grunted, and the whip bit again, "Fine robes! Elegant chambers! Laughable titles do not make you anything but a slave!"

Always Hungry by melora98. More wartime whump. Sometimes you have to make big sacrifices to save the other person :/

Harry didn't know how long it had been. He slept, jerked awake, his mind spun. Walking around the small perimeter of the cell exhausted him and he would collapse flat on his back, staring up into the darkness until fitful sleep caught him again.

The Impossibility of Crows by LoupGarou. Wartime. Doing the right thing means giving up on a lot :/

"I have to do this." His voice was so soft I had to strain to hear it. "Of course you do. You never did have any reasonable understanding of your own limitations."

Standing on the Shoreline by tofsla. Postwar. You can totally have postwar Snarry angst. This one is melancholy and really brilliant as a Snape character study.

He never undresses, not for this. It was circumstance and then it was habit, and why would he have wanted anyone to see his body, anyway? He has little enough going for him as it is, even with the mark gone. And besides, the dresses are—are— But he almost wants to say yes. Roll over onto his stomach and let Potter unzip him, open the dress from neck to arse. He could almost let Potter expose him like that.

Also bonus!

If You Are Prepared by Cybele. Nobody is prepared for this one :/ A sweeping old school Snarry epic.

The boy cannot know.

#snarry #snarry fic recs #hprecfest2023 #hprecfest2023 squashrecs #snarry angst fics #hp

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eirian · 3 months

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man tumblr is just. actively going to shit. i know we've had "going to shit" scares in the past and things have been bad and we've just kinda managed with them, but lately its gotten like...terrible. i dont know how any of this site is gonna come back from this at all. and that makes me very upset b/c ive been here since 2012, i have an incredibly large amount of memories + art stashed on my blogs. ive always come back to tumblr but idk if thatll stay true for much longer. i just dont think with the current Bullshit happening its..sustainable?? as a platform for me anymore.

..which sucks, bc my only other platforms are twitter, insta, and bluesky? we all know twitter sucks major shit. you cant pay me to post my art regularly on insta with that cropping + quality + algorithm. bsky still needs some development and my follower base is WAYYYY lower on there than my other platforms AND theres no dm's yet so i basically cant use it for business as of right now.

i rely on my art business for income completely. i have been getting most if not all of my business from tumblr for a while, so if i have to leave, idk whats going to happen to my business.

some part of me has a little shred of hope that maybe things will get better. we as a userbase have the power of numbers and i believe things CAN get changed for the better if enough of us band together, which it seems like is in the process of happening. but i also dont want to bank on that, and i dont blame a single person who wants to ditch this website for good.

idk. its a tough position for me bc of how i rely on it for income (same reason i still use twitter), but if i didnt have to do that i probably would have left a while ago ngl.

its rough out here man. i hope i dont come across as saying "my business is more important than standing in solidarity with those who are being fucked over by the website" bc thats not my intention at all. its just that like. i literally rely on this platform to keep a roof over my head and i have very few options otherwise :'/ it feels icky.

anyway ya. if you want to follow my bsky it's here. you can add me on discord as well (my username is in my carrd) and uhhh. ya. the future is unclear for me but i guess we'll see how things pan out

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lambotel · 7 months

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with everything going on in gaza, me and my family are absolutely heartbroken.

we are all losing friends, and family. we hear nothing from them. you think you shouldnt say anything bc you arent there or from there, but thats pathetic, your silence is as equal as siding with the oppressor - in my fucking opinion.

i dont feel like talking to anyone.

sick and tired of seeing ppl like / reblog my stupid pictures but they cant even interact with the posts about gaza.

it isnt about likes, no. its about actually paying attention and educating yourself. stand up. SPEAK UP. gaza need you. they dont ask for much, never, our friends and family arent asking for much other than for you to literally educate people and talk abkut this ACTIVE ETHNIC CLEANSING.

what is so hard about that?

why is it so hard to take advantage of the platform you created knowing you have a big audience - regardless if ita a million ppl or fucking 10.

^ that brings me to my next point, about how disappointed i am in all these celebs and social stars who arent taking advantage of their voice.

nothing has ever hurt me and my family more than this.

im sorry to those i have ignored on here, but im just not in a well enough mental state to get back to you rn.

signing off,

Anjel.

#🇵🇸🇧🇩

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morteamore · 2 years

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Cutting Room Floor 11/13/2022

I write a lot. All the time. If not fanfic, then original stuff. I have a dozen story ideas at any given moment and I’m not always dedicated enough to follow through with them. Sometimes they’re only interesting for a hot minute.

I think I might just start posting random excerpts of stuff that will probably never go anywhere. Maybe once a week or so, make this my writing platform if I remember.

This one was a cryptid story. Not really anything romantic, though relationships were a part of the overall plot and do help start some of the central conflict. It was more likely to go down the horror pipeline and get good and gory. Didn’t end up liking the chapters I did write, though. I think I changed the character names a dozen times. They still seem like placeholders to me.

CW: relationship drama/conflict

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Standing outside the door of the modular home in the mid-morning sun, Nate felt a wave of nausea roll through him. He reached for the door handle, jiggling it, drawing away as if burned when he realized it was locked. Then he turned himself around and walked quickly back down the porch steps. The scruffy, brown patch of sod that served as a lawn crunched under his booted feet. He kicked at a mound of dirt someone had randomly dumped there and rubbed nervously at his shoulder, sighing.

In all his twenty-three years, Nathaniel Thibault, Nate for short, had never been good with goodbyes.

As he stood looking out at the sprawl of the moudlar community, he weighed his options. Brad, his boyfriend of the last three years, was leaving the small town of Trois and heading to the United States in just a week. Los Angeles, California, to be more specific. Nate would not be joining him. In fact, Nate, born and raised in Trois, had never been far outside his Canadian hometown, and didn’t have much desire to travel. He was comfortable here among the dense trees and the encroaching presence of underbrush. He didn’t need big city living, unless he was DJ’ing a gig, with all the skyscrapers, congestion and pollution they had. He was much happier among the natural world. Which, considering his heritage, wasn’t that surprising.

Still, he knew that wasn’t the life for Brad, that Brad longed for culture and opportunities much richer than Trois could give him. And he respected that. They had discussed their future desires at great length, on cold mornings while tucked in bed under thick duvets. Almost always Brad got that far away look in his eyes when he talked about seeing the states, or Europe. And Nate knew he couldn’t compete. In the deepest chambers of his heart, he knew that he would lose Brad some day to wanderlust.

And now that day had come.

When Nate turned back to the trailer, intent on giving the door a second try, it was cracked open. Standing in the doorway in just a pair of jeans and a tank top was Brad. His tall frame almost brushed the top of the door jamb. Upon seeing Nate, he opened the door wider.

“Thought I heard someone out here,” he said, then canted his head, much like the creature whose blood ran through his veins. “Come on in. I have a fresh pot of coffee brewing.”

The nausea tossed in Nate’s stomach like the sea. He nodded anyway and climbed the stairs, not being able to stop himself from giving Brad a sniff as he passed him. The other man smelled like the wilderness. Fresh pine and musky fur and earth. It was comforting, at least to Nate. He moved into the kitchen and took a seat on a stool at the breakfast bar. Brad closed the door and retrieved two mugs from an overhead cabinet. One said I 🍁 Canada on it. The other had an image of a labrador retriever hunting water fowl.

“You’re here earlier than I expected,” Brad said, pouring the coffee up to the rim of the Canada mug. Nate liked his coffee black, and Brad knew it. For his own cup, Brad left room for an ample amount of cream and sugar. “We were supposed to meet for lunch, not breakfast.”

“I know,” Nate said, drawing his mug close. “I couldn’t wait that long.”

“That eager to discuss our soon-to-be long distance status?”

As he sipped his coffee, Nate winced, and not just because of the bitter contents of the mug.

“That’s what I wanted to talk about, actually.” With a slump of his shoulders Nate set his mug down. “I’m not sure that it’s going to work out, this long distance thing.”

Brad, who’d been moving to sit down opposite his boyfriend, stopped in his tracks. Carefully, he set his mug down on the breakfast bar and placed his hands on its ledge.“What are you talking about?”

“I mean, you’ll be in LA and I’ll be stuck here, and I’m sure after a while that’s going to get old. You’re going to meet other people and want to date them.”

“No way.” Adamant, Brad leaned in closer to Nate. “I would never do that to you, unless we both agreed to it. I care about you more than anything. How can you sit there and say that so casually?”

“I can say it because it’s the truth. You know it. I know it. The only one willing to face it here is me, though.”

“Are you even listening to yourself?”

For a long time, Brad stared at Nate. Nate could feel his gorge rising, that feeling of sickness creeping up even higher in his throat. He turned his head and eyed the bathroom door hanging ajar, debating if he could keep himself from getting sick.

“I am,” he said, somehow managing to keep his voice steady. “I’ve thought it over a lot these past weeks. I don’t want to hold you back.”

“You’re not holding me back. Hell, I’m just going there to test the waters for a month or so, see if it’s my scene or not. I plan to come back either way.”

“But what if you end up liking it? What if you decide to move there? I don’t want to live in LA. I don’t even want to live outside Trois.”

Heaving a sigh, Brad let go of the ledge and put his face in his hands, scrubbing at it. “Of course I know that. And I know that trying to convince you otherwise is just plain crazy. But I was hoping….” He trailed off, letting his arms flop back down to his sides. “You’re so damn stubborn sometimes.”

“Probably why I’m the last of a dying clan. I’m surviving out of pure spite and stubborness.”

“So, we’re really doing this? We’re really breaking up now?”

Drinking deeply from his mug, Nate looked down at the counter top, contemplating its cracking surface. He felt a familiar pressure in his jaws and recognized that his emotions were starting to get the better of him. He tamped down a growl, his head bobbing.

“I just feel one of us will end up getting hurt worse if we don’t,” he said.

“Or you’re afraid of change.” With a scoff, Brad turned his back on Nate. “Since we’re not mincing words here, let’s call this like it is.”

“That’s not fair. I’m just trying to see a future where we settle down together and are happy that way. And I can’t see it with the way things are right now. You’re always going to have your restlessness, and I’m always going to have ties to Trois that can’t be broken.”

“And you’re just starting to see this now, after three years with me? How long have you been keeping these thoughts to yourself?”

“Calm down. They’re only recent. Only since you started getting recognition and were thinking about pulling up roots.”

“See, that’s the problem,” Brad pointed out, turning back around. He walked into the conjoined living room, flopping down in his favorite armchair. “You always talk about having all these roots, all these connections. To Trois, of all places. You haven’t even seen the rest of the world. You don’t know if this is the right path you’re walking. It’s not like you have to live like our ancestors did, tied to the place they were born.”

“Maybe you don’t,” Nate said, sounding wary. “You have an entire pack of siblings. They’re all capable of handling the family legacies. I don’t have that luxury.”

Brad rubbed at the stubble on his face. From his perch, Nate watched him, his memories taking him back to the times he had run his fingers over that rough and bumpy surface, the electric pulse of stimulation beneath his fingertips

“Well, even if you didn’t live here, the lands would still be in your name. Moving away doesn’t change that. Maybe it’s harder to maintain that way, but it’s not like they’ll go anywhere.”

“How long have we’ve been together, and you still don’t know what it’s like to be a Thibault?”

“I know damn well what it’s like. Just as you know what it means to be a Forestier. But isn’t it time we broke tradition and went on our own ways? What do we have to gain from sticking around here? It’s not like we’ll be passing our bloodline down. The loup-garou don’t even really approve of our relationship. They just tolerate it.”

“Tradition is all I have left. And so what if they don’t? It’s not like they can officially do anything about it.”

“And what about if we wanted to get married? They’d never sanction it. We’d be outcasts at best.”

“Do we really need marriage?”

Brad went quiet. He looked down at the carpet. When he lifted his gaze again to look at Nate, his expression was emotionless.

“I think the question is: do you really care about me that little?”

Sighing, Nate had to break eye contact. He hadn’t meant to hurt Brad, but his mouth had run off with his deepest thoughts before he could stop it. Maybe that was for the best. He hadn’t had to dance around the truth until Brad drew it out of him, as he always seemed to do eventually. It hadn’t cleared the air. Far from it. But it had moved the painful task of breaking it off with Brad closer, and the sooner Nate was done with that, the sooner he could go home and crawl into his bed, dwelling on what could have been for the next week.

“You should probably leave,” Brad told him, his voice tight. His words took on a slight growl. “Having you here right now is just not a good idea.”

“I’m sorry. This isn’t the way I wanted things to go.”

“Well, it’s the way they went. Please. Just go.”

Shifting off the stool, Nate managed to make it to the modular home’s front door and open it without being tempted to look back. Then he was walking down the porch steps towards his motorcycle. A shiver coursed through him. He paused to tilt his head toward the sky, where the sun was making its slow journey towards its apex. Closing his eyes, he let its rays grace his skin, warming him on the chilly Autumn morning. It was impossible to tell how long he stayed like that, the warmth radiating in the follicles of his hair and the skin at the back of his neck. Eventually, he slid on to the driver’s saddle, sighing as he started up the engine.

As he drove away, he thought he saw the curtain in Brad’s window shift, but he couldn’t be certain.

#writing #orginal writing #werewolves #lgbt #writing process #story #relationships #relationship trouble #conflict #drama #traditions #heightened emotions

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doomxdriven · 2 years

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DRABBLE: The Diamond Dust Incident

Within the compound of Central 46, a great commotion unfolds-- the numerous judges and wise men flood into the Underground Assembly Hall with great haste, one of them not even bothering to take their seat before they turn and yell at the man standing on the platform beneath them in the center of the room, a masked, hooded individual who's attire bore the mark of the Kido Corps-- Bansui. "What do you mean it was stolen!?"

Bansui, lazily hunched over while he cants his head just enough to gaze at the judge speaking to him, says in his usual calm, low, and haphazard tone,"it.... appears, that is the... case. The Ōin has been... taken."

That's when the uproar really started, as one by one, numerous members of Central 46 began yelling at Bansui, some angry, others scared.

"Do you know what this entails? The King's Seal? Stolen!?"

"Who did this? How did they outmaneuver a contingent of your best men and a Captain of the Gotei 13?"

"Why weren't you there!"

"How did you not see this coming ?!"

"This is unacceptable! "

"You don't know the peril we could all be in now, you fool!"

Bansui simply stands there for a minute or two, silent, listening to the chorus of angry, or otherwise emotional voices descend upon him from every direction. "........." Though silent, Bansui was not pleased by the words being thrown at him, nor the sheer, almost ear drum bursting level of noise all these judges and wise men were creating, and that's why at some point, they are all forced into silence, with many brought to their knees on account of Bansui suddenly releasing his Reiatsu. It's a very brief release of Bansui's Reiatsu, not enough to really hurt anyone, but enough for all the yelling to stop, finally giving him time to explain.

"You!... You will remember your place, Bansui," one of the judges manages to call out, after climbing back to their feet, "we could have you executed for such borderline treachery!"

Bansui slowly shakes his head at that judge, "My... good lords, and ladies, please, I cannot... give the answers thy seek with such.... unruly behavior afoot. Thou... left me, no choice, truly."

Many other members of Central 46 grumble and whisper among themselves, some still shaken by the release of Bansui's Reiatsu, but one finally clears their throat and says, with no small amount of contempt, "speak then, tell us what happened."

Bansui, putting some effort in to stand up straight and face the members of Central 46, begins, "After reviewing the... data, of the incident, I can say that it is... as thou heard, the procession harboring the... Ōin, was ambushed by an... unknown Shinigami, and three.... unusual, Arrancar."

Bansui holds out one of his palms, and from it, an orb of dark energy begins to gather. Some judges are scared by Bansui's action, and some were about ready to call for the Onmitsukido, but they relent once that energy morphs into a large, spherical screen, that, after levitating upward, begins to replay pieces of the incident that has occurred with the Ōin.

"I was... immersed, in other matters when the... ambush, took place-- more specifically, I was... in, the World of the Living, trying to gather more.. information, on the beings encountered by the... Thirteenth Division's Lieutenant two months prior." The matter of the Bounts was an intriguing one, and Bansui had apparently been busy with it for some time now, almost too busy. "Had I... suspected, the Ōin's procession would be... obstructed, I would have... personally, seen to it's... relocation, along with Captain Hitsugaya, but alas.... we were all wholly, blindsided."

Upon the spherical screen, images of the Tenth Divisions Captain clashing with a masked Shinigami and three strange Arrancar can be seen. The members of Central 46 look on with concern, but are taken aback when they witness the masked Shinigami release an attack that's identical to one of Captain Hitsugaya's Zanpakuto, Hyorinmaru.

"What just happened there?" One member of Central 46 asked.

"Ahhhhhh, yes... their identity is .. yet unknown, but it appears the... main assailant, in this matter, possesses the same Zanpakuto as... Captain Hitsugaya-- intriguing, is it not?"

While shocked, a number of the judges in the room scoff at what Bansui said, despite clearly seeing his words vindicated by the recording. "No two Shinigami can possess the same Zanpakuto, this is known. "

Bansui let's out a low chuckle, "Thou are not wrong... it is indeed, impossible, for... two Shinigami, to naturally.... possess, the same Zanpakuto Spirit, but what we... see here, is not natural." Bansui waves a hand, rolling back the recording upon that spherical screen, pausing on a brief moment where the masked Shinigami holds the Ōin, and appears to somehow activate it. "I trust all here are... aware, of the Ōin's capabilities?" Bansui assumed so anyway, though it wouldn't surprise him if no one here knew at all about the thing they were fussing over. "My theory is... that this individual... tapped, into a portion of the... Ōin's abilities, and in doing so, altered reality enough to transform their... own Zanpakuto, into a copy of Hyorinmaru, or perchance they created their own. In any case, this factor is a.... remarkable example of the... Ōin's power, and a great.... concern, in regards to what... this individual may do in the future."

The members of Central 46 talk among themselves, many still in disbelief about what they were hearing and seeing but none being able to really question or provide any better explanations themselves. Soon enough,one of the judges addresses Bansui again, their eyes narrowed, "... please continue."

"As is the case with.... the main assailant, none of their accomplices are... identifiable." Waving his hand at the spherical screen again, the recording flashes forward to close up shots of three mysterious Arrancar. "These three have.... never been seen before, and the samples of their... Reiryoku, that were left behind are... puzzling. They are all indeed... Arrancar, but the... signatures, of their, Reiryoku suggest they are... artificial creations, similar to the workings of the.... Hogyoku."

That revelation stirs many members of Central 46 to gasp, with one frantically asking, "Are you saying this individual possesses the Hogyoku and the Ōin? How is this possible?! I thought Aizen was in possession of the only one!"

Bansui holds his hands up at the speaking member of Central 46, gesturing for them to calm down, "While it is.... not impossible, for someone to ... create another Hogyoku, I do not.... believe, that one is responsible here." Bansui spoke with great confidence in that factor, maybe too much confidence for someone who claimed they were just as in the dark about this whole matter as everyone was, but the members of Central 46 seem to take him at his word, despite still being on edge.

"Not all..... is lost, however. The identities of these... thieves, is yet unknown, but we.... know, where they went-- to Las Noches, Hueco Mundo." Bansui grins widely beneath his mask. "It would be.... wise, for thou all to... dispatch patrols, posthaste. We may well locate the... Ōin, before these thieves have a... chance, to truly use it."

Some members of Central 46 grumble at Bansui for not having led with that information, but they get ready to deploy Jigokuchō with the necessary information.

"In the meantime, myself and.... assistants, from the SRDI, shall continue to... study, all aspects of this... incident, and we shall report any new... details, as they are discovered." Turning away from the members of Central 46, Bansui begins his departure from the chambers, but not before un-summoning that spherical screen, and cryptically adding, "I would also... advise, thou all to, question, Captain Hitsugaya, in light of him being present for this... incident. When I... spoke to him, the young lad seemed... troubled, in a way that suggests he is... hiding something."

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Meanwhile, as Central 46 wastes their time with Hueco Mundo and to a lesser extent, the Tenth Division's Captain, a group of people congregate in mansion on the outskirts of Karakura Town.

"It would seem the information you and your Arrancar friend had was correct, and to boot, you actually retrieved that seal, bravo." Jin Kariya reclines in his seat, sporting a pleased smirk on his face as he looks in the direction of a masked individual, the same one who had stolen the Ōin. Standing at Jin's side are two of his more trusted subordinates, a dark haired man dressed in Shinigami garbs and a blonde, bespectacled woman with orange-esque eyes-- both seem equal parts concerned as they are in awe, looking on with Jin at the golden, glowing item held by that masked individual.

"You're damn right." the masked individual replies, practically dangling the Oin in front of Jin and his subordinates, before removing his mask and declaring, in a downright vicious manner,

"Now we can really kick this plan of ours into action. The Shinigami won't know what hit 'em."

#headcanons: bansui #headcanons: jin #//me slowly weaving the stories of all my bleach muses together in some way. and also laying the groundwork for when i #//eventually throw kusaka on here too lmAO. eventually #//for now though. the plot slowly grows 👀#// i have replies to do ik but i got inspo to finally finish this up so i. went ahead and did that #//SDJHDGSGHJSDGHJSG #//exact timeline of this is up the air but its post-blood war. maybe just after the events of cfyow

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amishgirlies · 3 months

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right now i am writing this without any further thoughts

i just thought maybe im on my way to addicting on writing. it is super fun considering like in this platform i dont really think what people see. this is my online space haven. twitter was definitely havoc turbine with nonstop information about what happening, which is could lead into fatigueness. instagram was not really different than tiktok, bunch of visual scroll doom. here i could write any thing that i really wants.

mercury turned in aries this night and my head ache. it could be caused by that or that i engage with toxic person with off behaviour. like theyre so bitter without any fricking reason to people that live their life. i dont know, what really on their mind while writing shit. is their life okay because a lot of people i know theyre living happily and dont bother catching other people while those bitter people literally up to anything bad? do you really happy with that ? like you know its fascinating especially those incels online.

with your so called full filled life you still have a room to do nasty thing to other, if thats not a projection that i dont know what that is. like i still dont get it tho even it was just signalling. you want people know what you stand for thats fine but exercising some of that to people that doesnt even know you nor want to know you its just something that, ironically pathetic if i may say.

sometimes i do pity to them. they literally living with outrageous privileges and just live their life, but hatred is still there. and the hatred even not directed to the oppresor rather to the oppresed. the marginalized and helpless. all things that people want but again, that doesnt make you seemed happy. you still seek anything that i guess emulate your fake joy or satisfaction. it shown you are not fulfilled with what you have. does it feels good to bear with soul that cant feel enough? that always seek for more by doing bad things ?

and it was never stop amaze me because i met some of them on real life and guess what, theyre literally people struggled like much struggled even need help. i met like one person which is my coworker who said hes struggle from depression but run away with working on money. but i guess it cant help him. it just get his problem bigger bigger and there always be cleft.

I pity them. literally.

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thoughtsbeewild · 5 months

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2024 Here we are- THE START OF HORROR OF THE RISE OF RATES, INCREASE HOMELESS, BTW YOUR CELEBRITYS AND PEOPLE WHO YOU FOLLOW DONT GIVE TWO FUCKS ABOUT YOU REMEMBER THAT WHILE STRUGGLING

What do I mean RISE OF RATES? Means the united states demoncrat/republican whatever the fuck party holds control over each state which is led by the leader of the free world the criminal Senile old man Biden(president who was installed by the dominion machines AS A reminder, president who has caused so much violence, homicide , deaths nationwide. People get so mad at the orange man because of covid19 deaths, which was never seen by advertised by the mainstream media which is one sided news station that focuses on one side angle to what you want to see, hear and know. But doesnt want you to know the bad stuff that happening.

Rent prices are about to increase, cost of food, the cost of gas, the cost of electricity, the cost of fucking everything. All because people hated orange man which resulted from 2020 to 2023 violence, deaths, war, theft, the speech that george floyd brother said at the time of sad death of his brothers, the TABLES WILL MOTHERFUCKING TURN, YOU BETTER believe Biden , Obama and all evil people who hate america made it happen. I dont want to go in the media because its just truly sad, and some people angle to thier point of view. But not both sides of the story for one to make a proper opinion about it. 2024 that stupid slogan who came up with your 2024 in and your 2024 its like a generic replacement of new year new me. Fucking who ever came up with that SLOGAN shit got a good MARKETING SALARY , ALL the DUMBASSES in ALL Social MEDIA ARE PUTTING YOUR 2024 in and out. People dont get that is a woke stragegy it made for you fuckers out there to follow that shit. But if you think realistically NOBODY KNOWS WHAT EACH YEAR WILL BRING UNEXPECTED TWISTS, UNEXPECTED PLOTS, YOU CANT COMMIT THAT BULLSHIT OF 2024 IN AND OUT WITHOUT FACTORING THE STORM IN. ITS FUCKING STUPID LARGEST SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORMS AND ITS FOLLOWERS ARE ADVERTISING THAT SHIT, PEOPLE ARE STUPID ENOUGH TO EAT THAT SHIT UP. I GOT SOME PEARLS OF WISDOM, THINK OF YOUR LIFE LIKE A ROAD, EACH ROAD MAY BE SMOOTH, SOME ROUTES WILL HAVE THOSE CRACKS, BUMPS THAT YOU CANNOT AVOID TO GET TO THE OTHER SIDE. BY PUTTING 2024 SELFISH HAPPINESS IN THAT EQUATION. I SWEAR THE PERSON WHO CAME UP WITH THAT GOT A LOT OF MONEY AND MARKETING OUT OF THAT SLOGAN.

ANYWAYS 2024 LETS SEE WHAT KIND OF HELL THIS WILL BE AND LETS STAND UP TO SATAN , EVIL WILL NOT WIN ANY BATTLE YOU COME TO..CAUSE YA NEVER KNOW.

DAMN OUR WORLD IS NOTHING BUT LOUD CHAOS

#2024 HELL BRING IT

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starlightkun · 6 months

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okay im back so the post i linked to that was deleted was something along the lines of like "when my wife leaves for work i sit and face the wall and wait for her to come home" which was very changer and buzzer beater sungchan to me.

I did notice that your archived some of your old fics cause like another recent anon i have been reading your works since like 2019 (home was my first fic of yours and then the sleeping cinderella series and three kept me coming back) and yeah i get it there is a difference between some of your old fics and your fics from like three onwards and as a longtime fan its really nice to see how you've grown as an author.

as for the height inclusivity, i do completely understand cause there are many gorgeous, tall women out there but your comment about how kun is 1 inch taller than you was really funny to me cause like, you really said they ain't shit 💀💀💀 as for myself im 161cm so i know that if i was to meet renjun id probably reach his eyebrows or maybe his hairline if i was really lucky but in spirit im the same height as xiaojun, renjun, taeil and ten and if we met id like to imagine that we'd all be mischievous little gremlins together. (random side note i watched the fnaf movie the other day and josh hutcherson is like 165cm, he's bestie babygirl height but you wouldn't know it cause he's got a bit of a beefcake build and most of the movie was solo shots so you didnt have many chances to compare him to other people. on the other hand, matthew lillard, who plays the bad guy, is 192CM! there was a scene where hes standing at a desk as josh hutch leaves the room and it looks like matthew is standing on a platform cause of how big the height difference is). also you're right that sicheng is kind of considered tall now in comparison to the rest of wayv cause now that dozen left, its literally just one tall dude and 5 toddlers (also have you seen that clip of wayv being lowered off the stage standing all cool and shit like the avengers or something but the thing doesn't lower enough and they all have to duck and run off stage?) but yeah inclusion is super important and it really does detract from fics for me when im supposed to be a curvaceous blonde with blue eyes 💀

yeah when i was talking about the loserxloser typewriter content i was referring to baby fangs i just got confused cause of all the teeth related wip names (im slowly losing it i swear) but i didn't think that the bite would also have loser content? from the description i definitely thought it was just an enemies to lovers which personally isn't my favourite trope just cause when i dont like someone i find it really hard to see them as attractive at all but like it seems like its becoming more of an idiots to lovers instead and i am SO EXCITED because single parent aus are one of my favourite things.

yeah idk as someone who's short the centimetres or inches don't really matter to me when it comes to tall people cause either way they're gonna be taller than me (when it comes to other short people it matters very much because im competitive) so like people taller than me are either shorter than a fridge (average) or taller than a fridge (big boi bodacious/daddy long legs/step on me mummy)

also yeah i did really love how you showed how delusionally whipped love bites reader was for sungchan as well and i wouldnt be suprised if taro moves out within the next week from how his mathletes career was belittled.

I CANT BELIEVE YOU DIDNT REALISE THE INNUENDO BEFORE OH MY GOD i guess you were in big brain author mode when you were writing it and i was in gremlin 13 year old boy mode when i read it but the idea that you wrote it being completely genuine is SENDING ME. just werewolf sungchan making someones hole ache :( ❤️. I am so sorry for ruining your wonderfully crafted wholesome moment with this thought lmao (i remember you talking about wattpads feature to comment on individual paragraphs and now im wondering if anyone there has a dirty mind and picked up on it like i did or were moved by sungchans sweet apology instead)

as for the timeline, i did not expect romance is dead to be around the middle but then again i didnt really know much about how it fit contextually anyways. I also need to brush up on my american college language and term structure cause like freshman, sophomore, junior, senior like i kinda get but like sophomore sounds really fancy and junior is well, junior so i thought they would be flipped. Also in australia our school year starts at the beginning of the year and ends at the end cause summer is dec-feb but i forgot that its all flipped for you guys (the way the dreamies release really summery tracks in july but im listening to them as i sit indoors, wrapped in blankets)

also yeah i didnt expect pupsick to be before tdhea just cause of how present jeno was and you're right, he didn't do too much meddling in tdhea and was just kinda there but i genuinely just attributed it to being a personality thing cause there is no world where i can imagine him being more scheming than chenle, jaemin and hyuck 😭😭😭. but you saying "he was just kinda there......bc he had nothing better to do while pupsick!reader was at study sessions 😔 very conveniently-timed study sessions and bakery shifts without jeno that leave jeno completely free to be in every relevant scene for tdhea... aw shucks 😔😔😔" killed me. this poor little sad puppy man has to spend time with his friends cause his wonderful gf has a job and responsibilities :(

also love the note you added to the recent reblog of nipplejun. he is my little whore and i love him. the way i cheered seeing him show off his nipples like they're accessories made me feel like a supportive friend watching my small, shy bff transform into a small beefcake male stripper. also yes his bone structure is insane it continues to be insane like the lines created by his eyebrows, cheekbones and jaw make him snatched like a tiktok beauty influencer. desperately need him and bella hadid to meet cause 1. shes bella fucking hadid, 2. her name is bella and id love to see jun kinda awkwardly yet endearingly try to explain that to her that she shares the same name as his dog, 3. shes taller than him and would probably be wearing heels if they were meeting at an event so i would love to see him staring up at her 4. the FACE that would be served if they were in the same room?!

love you lots as well, i'm so happy that you enjoy my messages and that they make you smile :)

- ✨anon

under the cut bestie <33

omg "i sit and face the wall and wait for my wife to come home" is soooo changer!sc-coded ur so right (bb!sungchan does unfortunately have a collegiate hockey career or smth to attend to while his gf is away 😔)

and omggg another starlightkun veteran wow 🫶🫶 im really happy with the growth that i've made and im so happy that you've stuck around for so long 💗💗💗🫂🫂🫂

i remember josh hutchison being short but i didnt remmeber how short omg. also matthew lillard being so tall just feels right.

listen i do think that kun is one of the most gorgeous men i've ever seen. but i also am not so delulu that i think that one inch height difference is gonna do shit teebeeaych. like his official height is 176cm which is the same as donghun from a.c.e (i ult average-height kings apparently), who i have been face-to-face with (and physically touched, his hand was so warm 🥹💗) at a hi-touch event and he (and all of a.c.e) lowkey looked tinie to me lol 🫶

when it comes to ppl irl being taller/shorter than me i was always kinda tall growing up (usually one of the tallest in my class at school), then around high school i stopped being considered "tall" by the other kids bc the boys my age finally hit puberty and i stopped growing at 172cm/5'8" so i stopped considering myself to be tall and just sort of....average? except NOW i work in a weirdly short office. like my coworkers are all so short that i feel tall again 😭 truly height is relative. we have maybe 3 ppl in the whole office (out of 30+ employees) who are 180cm/6ft or more and NOBODY is over 187cm/6'2. i s2g most of the men are shorter than me, i feel like i could step on them and there is only one woman who is taller than me and she's probably only an inch or two taller than me, not considerably so. height soooo relative tbh 😭😭

as for taro in love bites, he for sure says he's going to move out like one a week but he would never, he loves bickering w changer!mc too much

SUNGCHAN WAS RLLY JUST TRYING TO BE THE SWEETEST BOY EVER AND APOLOGIZE FOR MAKING READER SO SAD WHEN THEY WERE BOTH PINING SEPARATELY AND MEANWHILE I HAVE LITTLE GREMLINS READING MY FICS 🫵🫵🫵 but honestly i should have realized what "aching hole" sounded like 😭 bc i can now never unhear it thanks 😭😭😭 (and no, nobody on wattpad has pointed it out if they've noticed lmao)

i never thought abt how the flipped seasons would change your school schedule but that makes complete sense! i always hear abt ppl in the southern hemisphere going to the beach on christmas (we also did that in florida to be fair, but it wasn't quite warm enough to go in the water)

yeah i do default to northern hemisphere season and usamerican university years/semesters bc that's how the flow of time makes sense in my brain and that's how it's easiest to keep track of the timelines in fics for me as i'm writing since it's what i'm accustomed to, but i'm sure it can be disorienting for ppl whose countries don't work like that, that's why i generally try not to make it too overt if it's not relevant to the plot of the fic. the timeline was just a fun little extra thing i was curious about if anybody had picked up on

literally the way dejun was holding the sides of the jacket open specifically to show off his nips like bestie at this point just unzip the jacket all the way 😭 and universe aint even anywhere close to a stripper song either he was wildin for naurrr reason i love his dramatic ass so much truly 💗💗💗

im always happy to hear from u and i hope you're doing well 🫶🫂💗

#answered #✨ anon #talk #text #mine #fb #f: love bites #f: changer #f: pupsick #au: strawberry sunday #strawberry sunday: meta #f: buzzer beater

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nauticasdatalog · 11 months

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Therapy with the Bots:

Because i cant afford it and my shifting attemps are only giving me a good sleep schedule...here you go.

“You know, I feel like I’ve never known what it’s like to be loved.” She whispered but his audials heard it loud and clear, making Ratchet turn his helm too quickly for his attempt of being nonchalant.

But the teen standing on the platform beside him, overlooking Emma and Jazz currently teasing each other about where they were going for their date tonight, only laid her head down against her palm with a look so lost on her face that Ratchet had become accustomed to too easily.

“People say you should give what you want to receive. But I’ve seen people give their whole world to someone or something only for it to let them down. I thought having my dream come true of finally being able to meet your team would make me feel at home but I still feel the same. I still feel left out, I still feel…unneeded.” She sighed before tucking a wisp of her bangs behind her ear after it had brushed under her damp eyelashes and gotten caught.

“Kid-”

“I feel like I give all that I can. That I project my feelings as simply as possible but what do I get in return?” She asked before laughing to herself, “I get called a mother. I get, not friend-zoned! But ‘Mothered’ and in some cases that's not bad but when I can’t shake it off that someone I like will only ever see me that way…it hurts. I just want to be normal. Why is how I care for people not normal?” she questioned and Ratchet's frown only grew as he watched her left hand come up to scratch at the bracelet on her other wrist.

“And now we live in a world where people just assume I don’t want to date, or I haven’t figured out who I want to date but they don’t know that I know who I am. I know what I want I just-” she stopped because of the tears beginning to clog up her throat and closed her mouth to try and get rid of it without being too loud about it.

“I just don’t know how to get what I want.” she managed to finish and when she tucked the same piece of hair further back against her scalp, Ratchet took a deep vent before leaning slightly closer to lean against the stairwell structure.

“Before I met Drift, I felt confident in myself. In being alone, in being the only one who understood the things I did, in being an easy name on a schedule but not someone major but just ‘another medic’.” He began to explain and it gained enough of her attention that she softly looked up even with tears welling in her eyes to make contact with him as he spoke to her.

“But then he sauntered into my life and suddenly, I began to become frustrated with myself over things I couldn’t control. I started to want him to see things in me that I hadn’t told him about so that I didn’t have to explain them because I couldn’t. I wanted him to know how I felt about him without the words spoken because I didn’t know how to speak them. Instead, I came off as pushy, ignorant, and probably downright mean when I’d snap at him after a long shift that he had just randomly popped in for during his breaks to chat with me.” He explained and when he saw her small look of concern he smiled down at her and was instantly rewarded with an eyebrow raise in return.

“I’m never going to forget the first time I snapped at him and how he just stood there. Still as a statue until I started to cry. I had hated in that moment how vulnerable I felt. How simple it was for his presence to knock down all of my training and make me cry like a sparkling because I was upset and frustrated. That day I hadn’t felt good enough for my position, for who I wanted to become, and for who I wanted to be for him. Nobody knew the stresses of my job, no one could understand how much pressure I put on myself not to fail because not only was my designation at stake but so were bots' lives. But after he got over his shock, he placed down the cubes in his servos and hugged me. I hadn’t ever shown him any physical affection because I didn’t honestly know how or when to appropriately. I was always so terrified of other bot’s fields because I knew from experience I didn’t like bot’s in mine. But he hugged me, out of the blue and I felt a part of me snap and I was sobbing into his chassis like I had just lost a life.” He expressed with a shake of his helm before turning to gently watch her as she kept her gaze low and towards the red marks now covered by her bracelet.

“I didn’t know how to love but he told me neither did he. When we first bonded and he showed me what it was like to see me break down like that from his point of view, I could feel his spark stuttering in his chassis and the want and the need he had to make me feel better. Because in his glyphs, I -’work so hard to fix others without ever taking a moment to pause and check in on myself’. I let things overwhelm me, I bit my glossa if something bothered me because my opinion wasn’t wanted unless I was giving a possible diagnosis.” When Ratchet stopped again he held out his servo but she hesitated before climbing through the railing and slowly lowering down to sit herself up against his digits.

He slowly laid his thumb down across her lap and he heard her sniffle before rubbing at the underside of her nose for a second before he continued.

“I know what it feels like. To overanalyze everyone else's view of you so that you know what they expect from you. It’s why to me it always felt so easy to walk into my faction because bots expected me to be one thing, a medic. A bot who told you what happened, why it happened, and how to fix it. Not my opinion, not my emotions, not who I had hidden way too deep inside that I thought no one could ever find me.”

“But then Drift had. Without me even knowing it and I still didn’t let it sink in until the darkcycle we bonded.” He said such with a smile big enough that she smiled back while leaning her head against the curve of his digit as the last of her tears dried up on her skin.

“You may feel unseen or buried but have faith that they trust you. That they want to get to know you more the same way you crave to know more about them. You aren’t alone sweetspark. This feeling will pass.” He reassured her with a gentle rub of his thumb against her body and even though the action should have felt wrong, it was the closest form of a hug she felt like she was going to get due to their size difference.

“Thank you Ratchet,”

“You are always welcome youngling.”

#ractchetxdrift #ratchetxreader #comfort #fluff #transformers #writing #i just need to be held by them honestlt

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halky-on · 1 year

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Hi. Me 11 years ago.

18/05/23

I cant help but keep vaguely remembered one single image that my 12yo self keep thinking and drool for:

It's a room, that filled with 27 inch iMac and Canon 5D Mark II, both are gadgets of his dream and he was rlly aspiring to be a photo/videographer,

but this specific setup and table is what always come to his mind, very specific, the gadgets sit on a table, with a golden morning settings with sunrise hitting in.

I, i, i accidentally achieved that.

What was thought impossible due to prices etc, now i have it kinda in front of me with a different circumstances: i managed to have an online secondhand store for selling cameras and macs, but in the meantime i'd use all that gadgets.

H, is this what you want? I could imagine you'll be all jolly trying things inside my house hahahaha. Sometimes part of you leaking to me as i getting too attached(?) To these things, knowing i will say bye to these beautiful things i provide for other people.

H, i was so hard to you back then at Nov 2022, i could imagine you'd be dissapointed by me, how late i am, how a failure i am, im a disgrace and fail to secure your future, oh, you, hard to understand full of dreams and wild imaginations filled boy.

I know you understand a bit of things i went through, you grew too fast afterall. H, if i sit with you here today. As you listen to my stories a-z, will you forgive me? Will you smile and think that i deserve a chance to do better? I keep fucking it up, but i still am lucky having friends that could counter/shield me from my mean mind that keep scorn me to a point of me shutting myself in bcs i was ensured that i am a burden to everyone..

H, i managed to be balanced and level headed in situation i'll predict my 2020 me could go rampant or wreak havoc, either thinking im a complete failure, or a flawless arrogant douche. It seems now, i able to see which part of me was right, and which was wrong.

This week is hard for me, H.

Sometimes i wish i can surrender my mind then live my life the way you are. Free of things. Able to completely happy and digest everything happens around you without skepticism or suspicion.

I did a lot this 5 months.

Since 1st January 2023, i did a lot..

I think i am tired.

But even resting a full day like today doing nothing except sleep and games, my mean mind already scorn me that i dont do enough, well, i trained myself to be rapid fire full of effort kinda person, sleeping this long making me feel guilty, but part of me think this day much deserved knowinf whqt happened since last week.

H, i will be your shield.

So you and your brothers, knowing you guys get treated so unfairly with life, will have a platform to stand on your own

Yes this also meant for you, last week H

I will be your shield.

Lend me wisdom and strength okay?

Nobody know me better than you,

Nobody truly know what i went through better than you,

Nobody know which mistakes i did, other than you

So let be that act as a benchmark and insurance.

That i'm capable of doing something right for myself😊

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megsssshie · 2 years

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🂽 𝑺𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒔 🂽

Toman! Manjiro Sano(Mikey) x Toman! me !Disclaimer this is just something i wanted to do for fun, if anyone enjoys it ill make more. Contains: Fluff, Swearing, Ship shipping, Nicknames such as Princess,Baby,Honey,etc) brief nudity

The door opens, as I'm getting out of the shower, getting my pajamas out of the closed. I hear footsteps and immediately drop my pajamas and run to the door bare feet slapping the tile. I look at the door to see a silhouette taller than i arm, jacket drapped over his shoulders, blonde hair styled half up half down.

"M-m-mikey." I jump into the figure named Mikey's arms , Mikey looks down and smiles ruefully at me, "Sorry to keep you waiting princess." I snuggle my head in his chest. He chuckles, "Baby you dropped your towel." I look down to my horror my towel is on the floor. Mikey chuckles and buttons his white t shirt on my small body.

"Your a life saver." He sighs, "well ya leave any food for me." I giggle, "There's doriyaki in the microwave for you, love." my green eyes stare into his black ones. "Go lay down,princess ill be there soon." I pout at him in his arms, "I dont wanna, i wanna stay with u." He rolls his eyes and chuckles, "Someones extra clingy today." I stick my tongue out at the smiling blonde

"Your so cute Ashie." I blush at his words. "Can i put you down for a sec so i can eat?" I pout but oblige his word, "I fucking hate you doriyaki, stealing my man." He bursts out laughing but quickly shuts up as i shoot a glare his way. "Thats what i thought." He looks over with a grin, "Princess why dont you go put your pjs on."

I walk away pouting, who is he to make me leave him alone. He doesn't ever lemme go with him and the gang anymore. I wanna confront him but at the same time i dont and just want to let it rest. Im slipping my pj's on deep in thought of what to do. I feel a arm around my waist and turn to see Mikey standing behind me. "What are you thinking about princess?" I look down at the tile floor biting my lip. "Manjiro, why didnt you let me go with the rest of the gang today, am i not good enough anymore?" He lifts my chin up to reveal tears in my eyes.

"Princess, you're perfect much to perfect and sweet to be in a gang." I look up into his midnight black eyes. "Jiro, Im in the gang because i want to fight for you i dont care if im one of the only girls in the gang, i do it because i like it. It gives me something to fight for, something to share with you." He looks at me softly, "I might as well make you my queen in front of everyone in Toman and give you the second most amount of control other than me. You'll have more power than Draken." I giggle, "I dont need authority i just need to be able to do what i enjoy, Jiro."

"C'mon time for bed baby." I lay down eyes threatening to close, "Y'know Jiro i cant imagine a life without you."

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nikrangdan · 3 years

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enhypen x short!reader

pairing: enhypen x short!reader

genre: fluff, comedy

description: how enhypen would react to a short reader!!! this was requested btw i hope u guys like 😁 ive written separate headcanons for sunghoon and jay before but i wrote more here anyways 😏 THERES A COUPLE CUSS WORDS IN HERE

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HEESEUNG:

okay lets get this straight

hes literally the tallest member in enha

and then ur the shortest in ur friend group

POWER COUPLE ⁉️⁉️⁉️

im literally crying bc when u guys are standing facing each other heeseung is just looking straight over ur head LIKE UR NOT EVEN IN HIS LINE OF SIGHT

and THIS is why he always has his arm around ur shoulder or he makes sure ur holding onto his arm or smthn

HE WANTS U TO BE WITH HIM AT ALL TIMES BC SOMETIMES HE CANT SEE U☹️☹️☹️

and when hes practicing he likes to bring u up to dance with him

like he holds ur hands and u just try to 💃🏻🕺🏻💃🏻 with justin bieber playing in the background

“i cant dance heeseung u know this” u stare up at him

“i know just vibe to the music~”

he finds it hilarious so hes giggling the whole time u two do a little jiggy

AND THEN HE GETS ALL SOFT AND TURNS U AROUND TO BACKHUG U AND FACE THE MIRRORS and he watches u guys sway back and forth slowly to the music

he loves the height difference and hes always looking at it in mirrors

JAY:

*takes a deep breath* ... JAYYYYYY‼️‼️

he probably mentioned how short u are a couple times when you first met but i dont think he would be the type to constantly point out ur height and tease u or smthn

BUT!!!!! he loves it

alot of clothes you like are often too big for you and hes like

I Am Here To Rescue You From Distress, My Love

Ur so thankful for him!!!

he loves finding clothes for you

shirts arent a big problem its mostly the pants

AND HE LIKES BUYING U PLATFORM SHOES

he says “u look so good”

Jay ur superman 🔥

idk he just thinks ur so cute

he likes to stare at u like 🥰🥰☺️☺️

❤️_❤️

Jay has such big heart eyes for u AAAAAA

when u two are in the kitchen u arent able to reach the high cupboards

SO HE BOUGHT U A HELLO KITTY STOOL

one time he stood on it and was like “y/n look”

you literally almost broke your neck trying to see him because HE WAS SO HIGH IN THE AIR

so high u were like “u got enough oxygen up there⁉️⁉️”

and then he said “u look like an ant” and he started dying at his own joke

But he never pulled that stool stunt again bc u attacked him viciously🤗🤗🤗

JAKE:

Wait im crying already

everytime i write about jake i have to take a break

hes literally too much for my heart

Okay

HE GIGGLE.....

he GIGGLE!!!!!!!

HE GIGGLES AT EVERYTHING U DO

Hes so obsessed with u its not even funny

he probably loves u more than u love him AND HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE BC HES JAKE SIM

His favorite thing ever is when sit in between his legs and ur back against his chest yknow

when u guys watch movies he feeds u popcorn like that

IM GONNA SAY THIS FOR ALOT OF THEM BUT

Head Pats!!!!!

He pats ur head alot or ruffles ur hair alot

and hes just so gentle with u

Ur like his little baby >_<

HIS BIG JACKETS WAIT

Jakes big fluffy bulky jackets

he wants u to wear them

and he

he zips them up all the way and puts the hoodie over ur head

and he just dies of laughter

Ur standing there like 🧍🏻‍♂️

“its getting hot in here jake”

you tried to flick the hood off but the chunky sleeve mixed with ur short arm was not a good combination so you couldnt even raise your arm

That made jake lose it and he just fell to the floor in tears😭

but seeing him so happy made u 🥰☺️ kinda so its okay

SUNGHOON:

Hello hand holder

i say this whenever write for hoon

but this guy🤝🤝🤝

Get those hands ready yall

mmm okay

he probably calls u shorty whenever he teases u

Rude ass 🙄

ur like “😐” and hes like

“im sorry” *attacks u in a very messy and unmannered hug to the point where u fall back onto the couch and almost break ur leg*

i bet he holds stuff up in the air so u have to jump up and attempt to get it😭 so evil

but he doesnt like seeing u suffer for too long so he gives it to u after like 5 seconds 😁

he teases u alot but when ur out in public hes like Bodyguard Hoon

Hes not letting anything happen to u!!!!

once again HES HOLDING UR HAND AT ALL TIMES

one thing he says he doesnt like but we all know hes lying is when u like to jump on his back and force him to give u a piggyback ride

he just accepts it

one time u fell asleep on his back and he was like

“uh y/n”

silence

yeah he eventually plopped u on the couch which woke u up

SUNOO:

Sunoo thinks ur so adorable 💧_💧

like u two could just be sitting next to eachother watching something

and u have ur legs pulled up to ur chest and ur arms wrapped around them with ur chin on ur knees

you hear him giggling to himself

u look over like ......🤨 “what”

“nothing y/n *giggles again* ur just so cute”

ur like Staaaaawwp and u push his shoulder

and then he pushes u back

AND THEN U START FIGHTING

Play fighting ****

u guys laugh so much 😭😭

sunoo likes to talk about you alot

to everyone

literally everyone

to the boys: “omg y/n fell trying to reach the garlic LMAO”

to his mom: “y/n went up to this guy thinking it was me and pushed him it was so funny”

to his instagram: “how did y/n fit through my neighbors doggy door and why”

PLEASE when u two have arguments for fun

u go jump on the couch so u can be taller than him

and u just stare at eachother before bursting out into laughter

he loves to show u off aaaa “heres y/n” ☺️☺️☺️☺️

JUNGWON:

EXPECT TEASING AT LEAST ONCE A DAY

Please i think id cry if i was friends with jungwon (AND NI-KI)

he play too much 😫 he actually has no chill

“can u reach this y/n? or should i carry you *evil laugh*”

but besides from the teasing he adores u so much

and theres some things you arent able to do

But hes so happy to do it for you!!! he loves feeling like hes doing smthn for u

He always has this proud dad look on his face whenever u literally do ANYTHING

u could literally pick a twig off the ground and jungwon would go 😊 thats my y/n

he likes to massage ur legs when ur just chilling on ur bed or smthn

hes got one hand massaging ur legs and his other hand massaging his own legs

“i’ll make us grow taller y/n!”

“what??? you don’t need to be taller jungwon, i do!!” u snatch the hand hes using to massage his own leg and plant it right back on ur own legs

he starts laughing really hard and u think ur the president of comedy now 🔥🔥

he likes feeling tall when hes with u

but he also likes being babied 🙁🙁

Plz give him head kisses and cheek pinches

NI-KI:

This kid is literally a titan

and hes crazy

picks u up BRIDAL STYLE and starts running around the room like an animal

like WHAT ???????

he says its because you’re the only THING around and he needs the exercise

and this kid is a teaser too😫😫

“y/n can you hand me the cereal up there? oh wait you cant”

you turn around like What the hell did u just say...

yeah he got a smacking that day

NO BUT SOMETIMES HE BE TAKING THE JOKES TOO FAR AND RIGHT AFTER HE SAYS IT HES LIKE

“im just kidding i didnt mean it”

Anyways

ni-ki is also very sweet

he offers piggyback rides and makes u little gifts

one time u got a cramp from being on ur tippy toes too long

he was laughing at first but then he saw ur eyes welling up with tears and he ran to u really fast 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

ALSO WHEN U HOLD HANDS you both always stare bc THE SIZE DIFFERENCE PLLLZZZSSMMMNXX

heres an analogy

ni-ki hands : whale :: y/n hands : seahorse

LITERALLY U CANT EVEN SEE UR HANDS ANYMORE

they just vanish into thin air and u guys think its peak comedy

“whered ur hand go y/n 💀”

#enhypenwriters #enhypen imagines #enhypen headcanons #heeseung imagines #enhypen #sunghoon imagines #jake imagines #jungwon imagines #sunoo imagines #ni ki imagines #enhypen reactions #jay imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen drabbles

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