#if i woke up and thought that other people dont matter as much as me
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I have a sincere question.
How will not voting for Biden help? Threatening not to hasn't worked to make him do anything to stop this monstrosity and I'm sure Trump will be (however slightly) worse.
I'm just wondering what you're proposing as a solution here? Are you just saying that it's selfish or something to care about how much worse things will get in the us while there's a genocide going on, or is there some alternative to voting for Biden that will actually help because I want to help whatever I can to stop the genocide.
/genuine
I'm gonna be genuine and honest when I say this; at this point, if you don't already dislike Biden and feel the same way I do, I doubt anything I will say will convince you one way or another, and I can tell your question is coming from this fearmongering rhetoric that was born during the 2020 election of 'Vote Blue no matter who', that I didn't agree with back then and I definitely don't agree with now.
I'm gonna level with you right up top, answer your question first, tell you what I think about all of this, even though it's not the most cheery thing. I don't think there's anything that will make things better. I think we are living in a rotting corpse that is like at most 6 months away from exploding from the built up pressure of gasses. I honestly don't know why you even asked me of all people. I can only really support community outreach, community building and mutual aid to mitigate the inevitable harm this whole clusterfuck, either way, will cause to the most vulnerable people, and can only urge you to do the same. We cannot have any political action until people start building community outside of online spaces. That is the biggest flaw of modern leftist political praxis, the lack of community. This is why the college protests are fantastic, because it is a small scale general strike amongst students, with people organizing and providing mutual aid to make organizing easy for the most amount of people possible. That's my solution. Mutual aid.
And, despite how I feel about questions like this, (especially considering aside from a few replies in various posts, and a generally active reblog and tag life about Palestine and Biden, I haven't made any original posts about this and I'm like... a rando with like less than 200 followers, so it's weird that you're coming to me with this question) I will treat this like a genuine question.
That being said, I did vote for Biden in 2020, despite my reservations. So, anything that happened during his presidency puts blood on my hands as much as anything.
I'll kind of start with saying that I am a hispanic, mexican, nonbinary person with a uterus and disabilities from Texas. My current governor is Greg Abbot and a lot of the most heinous conservative bills and debates regarding immigration, police, free speech, lgbt issues, abortion, etc, have taken place in my state where I live, and I am distantly related to Linda Coffee, one of the Roe v. Wade lawyers.
So, I'm not like. Some cishet white guy from Wisconsin who has never seen or witnessed oppression and who doesn't have any stake in any of this, and thinks the edgiest thing I can do is not participate in the system.
I come at this issue from multiple angles, and these are not like... the official political opinions of everyone who has ever agreed with me, this is just mine.
To start with, 1. I'm still voting in local and state elections, and 2. I don't believe in rewarding bad behavior. You said 'Threatening to not vote for him hasn't done anything to change his behavior' and so I'm going to carry through with my threat. Consequences and all that. Not that it really matters what I vote in presidential elections anyways. I live in Texas, a winner take all state. As we have seen multiple times, the popular vote is meaningless, and the only thing that matters is the electoral college. Texas is gerrymandered to all hell, and it's districts are drawn in a way that will always favor republicans. Until our corrupt ass state can finally manage, by some fluke, to vote in a non-republican who is actually willing to redistrict the state and prevent gerrymandering (which they wont do cause they're all chickenshit), all of Texan electoral college votes will go to the Republican candidate. I know we're not supposed to say our vote doesn't matter cause 'every little bit helps' but my vote literally does not matter in a real, tangible, way.
I know a lot of people are scared of having their rights stripped away, sure, but none of you have listened to POC, especially to POC living in southern states. All of this stuff that Trump is threatening? The more police, the border stuff, anti-trans bills, abortion? It's already happening in this country. I don't have abortion rights, I don't have freedom of speech on college campuses, I don't have a right to form a new union, I don't have trans rights, and if the police wanted to, they could pull over anyone in my family and arrest and deport them simply because of the color of their skin, regardless if they're actually an immigrant or not. Cop Cities are popping up around the world, the police is militarized and think it's ok to violently arrest peaceful protesters on college campuses. Meanwhile, the rich keep getting richer. Rafah was invaded last night, tanks placed on the border preventing anyone from leaving into Egypt anymore, and all the while the richest fuckers in this entire country, many of whom have voiced open and intense support for Israel, all met up with their tickets that cost 75k to take pictures in their pretty outfits and ignore the ongoing genocide.
All of this stuff is already happening regardless of who's in charge, and the only difference between Trump and Biden, to be honest? Northern Liberals will actually care about what's happening if Trump is in office. If Trump did everything that Biden did, there would be mass outrage about Palestine from every single Vote Blue No Matter Who person who's around. It's easy to blame the people whose rights have already disappeared for the threat that your rights might disappear as well. This Vote Blue No Matter Who thing is a cry for comfort. It is the people who are not feeling the effects of the crumbling empire we live in crying out, screaming 'Let me feel the comfort for a little bit longer, I don't want to be subjected to the things that others are already subjected to! I just want to be comfortable for a little bit longer!' And I honestly am not interested in voting for white northern comfort just because the other guy is threatening to take that away too.
And you are right. I do think it's selfish to try to focus on your own comfort while ignoring the active genocide of Palestinians, the ethnic cleansing being done with American Money, the thing that puts blood on every taxpayers hands, a true example of Taxation without Representation. Palestine is not the sacrificial lamb that we are entitled to trample over to ensure that we are comfortable. To think so is so monstrously dehumanizing, to say 'I can't focus on that cause I have to worry about me' while actively funding it. That's the biggest catching point for me. We have a responsibility to oppose Biden, to not vote for him and to actively call for him to step down and allow a different person to run, if not dismantling the system entirely, because this blood is on our hands.
Other people have said a lot more clever things about this than me, but Palestinian oppression is directly linked to all oppression around the world. Police in the US train with IOF soldiers, use the same methods on american citizens as IOF use on Palestinian citizens. This is not a case of 'two random countries that have nothing to do with us duke it out'. Israel is acting with the direct and explicit blessing of Joe Biden and the United States Government. He is, even for the standards of Democrats who like to say pretty words while bombing brown people, a warmonger. Like, violently so. Biden is legitimately more dangerous than anyone is giving him credit for, and is actively and openly funding blatant and obvious war crimes. That should honestly get him arrested and tried in an international criminal court.
Anyhow, that's all that from an American perspective. If you wanna really figure out what to do to help, seek out voices who actually know what they're talking about instead.
I recommend Imani Barbarin:
Also, check out my pinned post for ways you can provide a bit of support or learn more about the active ongoing genocide and ethnic cleansing of Palestine.
Especially check out Esims for Gaza. Aid has been inconsistent at best, but if you can't find anything else to do, send esims to help keep Palestine connected to the world.
#joe biden#free palestine#all eyes on rafah#met gala 2024#long post#idk why this anon messaged my ngl#tbh theyre probably mass sending this message to various people as a 'gotcha!' thing#but on the off chance its real#im not a naturally nice or charismatic person#im unpleasant and off-putting#in general I think most people wouldn't ever ask me for political opinions#but my god i wouldnt be able to live with myself if i woke up feeling like this person feels#if i woke up and thought that other people dont matter as much as me#so i should just try to make the decision that provides me with the most amount of temporary comfort possible#what a truly selfish belief to hold
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xx!!!!
#suicide //#suicidal ideation //#had a moment of deep mental clarity and calm today after the fight with my mother so unlike any of the other times before#where it used to be anger sadness and desperation that would make me attempt this time it was just...quiet. i was so calm#i dont know if it matters what it looks like on the outside but of the suicide attempts ive had i only ever really meant to go through#with one of them. sometimes i dont even want to count any of them as attempts because i never got seriously hurt. just scarred and scared#its the latter ones that became less a crime for help and more a resolve#and i spent all of september not uttering a peep about the fact that i woke up actively suicidal everyday#and so this time i was just calm. i was already dressed because id just been out earlier. i thought about all the conversations ive had#since the beginning of October that were classmates professors friends even people i barely spoke to asking hn#unprompted if i was okay. then yesterday one of my professors coming up to me in private to thank me for keeping up with#leading club stuff and also reminding me that shes here for me if anything happens#which is all to say i sat there thinking maybe today is the right day. its not like no one would have seen it coming. id given enough#warning knowingly or unknowingly#my only reluctance was thinking how cold the water would be in this weather but that was it. i thought about getting up#and walking out to the pier and jumping in and felt completely serene#so i decided to call up my friends bc its become habitual to pull myself out of moments like these and it worked. and i didnt want to go#through with killing myself anymore. but im not sure if that would have been the case if no one in the groupchat had immediately responded#to my message. it kind of scares me. i dont fear dying as much as i do living but more than anything i fear hurting anyone#it felt like cold. still water. frozen over surface. no breeze. just still. clear and still
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I remember you
Max Verstappen x driver!reader
Genre: sad with a happy ending
Request: yes! I hope you like it as much as I do! I’m open for Max, Charles, Lando, Oscar, Daniel, George, Pierre, and poly relationships. Don’t be shy I don’t judge. I promise.
Summary: Max and reader have been pining after each other for awhile now but haven’t confessed. When an accident changes everything, Max fears he may have missed his change.
Warnings: major accident, description of injuries, pining,
Notes: written in third person
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Masterlist
She’d managed to get the second seat at Redbull. She gets along well with her teammate and she’s managing to keep up with him. Her team is first in the constructors championship. Life couldn’t have been better for her. Until the smoke filled her nostrils and the orange tried to lick at every part of her.
Her road was filled with hard work and she was so proud of herself for making it this far. Starting with alphatauri and finally getting the second Redbull seat.
Her and Max had been friends since she started in formula 1. Though it was obvious there was more to their friendship then they would confess to themselves or each other. Everyone teased them about it. But neither had been able to confront those feelings.
Her having to deal with the already male dominated sport and being asked ridiculous questions. Him defending his title and struggling with how to communicate emotions.
The way the two drove together in sync. Trusting each other to make the right calls. It was a testament to the connection between them.
Outside the track the talked often. Pushing each other, encouraging one another, it was a sight to see for every party involved.
“Are you ever going to confess to her?” Daniel asked Max one afternoon.
Max looked longingly across the garage where you were talking to your engineers. “But things are already so good. I don’t want to ruin it and I’m not sure she feels the same.”
“I just hope you don’t regret it one day, mate.”
It wasn’t even a day later that Max realized Daniel had been right.
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She was set to place second, the race closer then you would’ve liked with a few laps to go. She’d been aggressively defending from the Mercedes behind her.
The Mercedes switched to trying an overtake on the outside. The proximity to her far too close for her liking. She thought she’d be given the space. She overestimated.
The confusion quickly over took her senses. One minute she was driving on the track and the next she was spinning. It was so fast she hadn’t even realized her car was in the air. The force of the impact was so great at one point she lost consciousness.
She woke up to her ears ringing and heat dancing around her skin. People screaming her name. She needed to move but couldn’t. The halo of the car had been bent in odd directions, preventing a her from an easy escape.
She tried to keep her panic away but But it was getting harder to breath and the heat was getting more intense. She tried pushing herself a little further out. Grasping at anything that could help her.
She could vaguely hear a familiar voice screaming her name. The copper taste in her mouth getting stronger. Then a hand. Trying to pull her out of the intensifying heat.
Hazy sky started to come into view. Her body trying to succumb to the darkness once again. But his blue eyes wouldn’t let her. Her body limp as he dragged her away from the danger. Why was he so sad? Hadn’t he won the race?
His mouth was saying words she couldn’t hear. Moving her. Trying his best to keep her awake.
Then he was being pulled away. Fighting whoever it was trining to take him away from her. She didn’t want him to leave. Screaming at him not to let her go. It felt that the farther away he got the more her body hurt. The heat pulling her back in again. Hands lifting her back to the sky. She wanted Max back. The cloudiness of her mind clearly picturing him.
It didn’t take long for the darkness to come back.
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“How’s she doing” asked Max. It was near the end of the race and he knew she was fighting to keep second.
“She’s fine, just focus on bringing it home.” Came GP’s voice through the radio.
He couldn’t help but check his mirrors every few seconds. Concerned at how close the Mercedes was getting to her car. But he knew she was a fighter and wouldn’t give up easily. He smiled while thinking about her. Maybe Daniel was right. He always talked about living with no regrets.
He’d decided. He would tell you after the race. After she won her fight.
Then it all changed to fast. He saw it happen. Her tire being hit at the perfect angle to send her flying. Tumbling through the gravel. The fire already seen and she hadn’t stopped spinning yet.
He held his breath as he waited. The red flags already out.
“Is she okay GP?” His voice came out panicked. He couldn’t lose her yet. Not before he got to tell her how he feels.
“We don’t know yet.”
His car was pulled over before he could get any farther. Getting out at an inhuman speed and sprinting to where to crash had been.
Her car was melded to the barriers. Halo shifted in odd directions. Fire consuming most of the area at this point. The Marshalls doing their best to put it out.
He knew he was being reckless but he didn’t car. She needed to get out. He could vaguely see her body dangling through the flames.
Max ran over and immediately was trying to grab for her. The Marshalls making to attempt at stopping him. Only spraying where his arms were to help him get her out of the car.
He felt her move. Shoving herself forward. Trying to connect her hand to his. Until finally, they managed.
The heat was becoming unbearable even for him. He quickly tried to pull her body from the car. Weaving her away body through the dented halo. Dragging her farther away from the smoke when he managed to get her out.
He snapped his helmet off, getting breath back into his lungs. Then he snapped off hers. He was yelling her name. Hopefully giving her senses something to hold on to.
Her eyes found his and he immediately was crying in relief. Holding her in his hands. Assessing the damage to her body.
It didn’t take long for the Marshalls to pull him away. Trying to get her into the medical vehicle so they could help her.
He fought them. Every rational part of his brain gone. Needing to stay with her his only priority. Even more so as she reached for him. Softly saying his name. Coughing violently as she did so. Tear staining her cheeks.
Daniel had run to him in the track. Gripping his shoulders and checking over him. Max’s mind was spinning though. Daniels words falling in deaf ears as he led Max away.
Even as they got back to the garage, Daniel didn’t leave. Concern for his friend keeping him posted at his side.
Max did end up winning the race. Only to stand on the podium missing you.
He barely remembers anything about it. Spacing out when Christian drove him to the medical center. The two waiting for any word on the female drivers condition.
Max saw the way blood had pulled into her mouth as she tried to speak to him. The image burned into his brain.
He wanted- no- needed to see her.
So when the doctor finally called her name, he nearly fell over from standing up so fast. The doctor listed every injury she sustained. Including that of major head trauma. Possibly hindering her ability to race ever again.
Max’s hand flew to his mouth. A nausea inducing feeling settling into his stomach. Christian sighed heaving as the doctor walked away. Leaving the two of them be.
“I know it’s hard, but I’ve had to watch you to pine after each other for years. I need you to be strong for her right now. She needs you now more then ever.”
Max could only nod his head. Steeling himself for whatever she needed from him.
As the two walked down to where she was staying, a room in the ICU, he almost cried at the sight. Both in relief and pain for her.
White bandages cover places around her jaw, arms, hands, and chest. Mostly for the burns, a little for her bones. There was a cast around her knee where they had to pop it back into place.
Machines let out a steady beeping sound and wires ran around her bed. A nurse talked her vitals motioned for them to enter.
“She called for someone every time she was awake.” The nurse stated. “It was mumbled but they think the name was Max.”
Christian glanced at Max briefly before turning to look back at the nurse. “Thank you.” Then the nurse turned and left. Leaving them with the sound of their breathing and beeping machines.
Christian patted Max on the shoulder. “I’m going to see how everyone at the garage is doing and report the news.”
Only Max remained at her side. Gently kissing her bandaged hand. Exhaustion taking over his body at some point and falling asleep. His head placed softly next to her.
He woke up an hour to the sound of beeping, only it wasn’t as steady this time. He looked at the woman beside him trying to asses if she was ok. He calmed when he saw her soft smile. Her eyes lighting up at seeing him.
He smiled back. The joy at seeing her awake setting in.
“I don’t remember much, but I remember you.” She rasped. “And I remember loving you for a long time.”
The realization hit him when the doctor meant by head trauma. However, in this moment the girl he loves is alive and just claimed to be in love with him.
“This is actually the first time you’ve said it, but I have also loved you for a long time. And I’ll continue to love you even if you want nothing to do with me.”
He’d help her through this. Even as both of them sat their crying. Then talking about life. He watched her smile through the pain and determined that he never wanted to see you without it again.
#x reader#fanficion#f1 fic#formula one#max verstappen#angst#max verstappen x reader#racing#redbull racing#super max#orange army#max#max verstappen fanfic#max verstappen x y/n#max verstappen x you#car crash#fire#sad#mv33#mv1#red bull racing#redbull#red bull f1#red bull formula 1#formula 1#f1#f1 fanfic#maxy#i love this man#open requests
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Hi, can you write damian x reader (likely grumpy x sunshine) about reader being cuddly and all that stuff and shes like afraid to come as clingy. One night she's reading all the comments about her being like that and decided to reduce her affection and damian notices
Heavenly
Pairings - Damian Priest x Fem!Reader
warnings - Reader feeling insecure about herself , Fluff at the end tho! , kinda angsty at the beginning
word count - 0.6k
NOT PROOFREAD
Gif not mine !!!
You and Damian were the complete opposite. While Damian was mostly dark and gloomy , you on the other hand were sunny and energetic. You were the sunshine to his moon. And although you two at first glance may be opposite to each other, you two understood each other like no other man or woman could.
You often found yourself cuddling and kissing Damian very frequently. But Damian never had a problem with the way you showed love , as he often reciprocated it by giving you small gifts , kisses , anything he could do from time to time to show how much you meant to him.
But as time went by , you noticed how Damian could grow distant , and sometimes dismiss your touches. It didn’t affect you that much , I mean he had things ti do. He was a wrestler after all. It didn’t affect you until now though. While scrolling on TikTok , you found a slideshow of someone expressing how annoyed they were at your touches with damian. Calling you clingy, and over all too much with him. You felt the tears roll down your cheeks as you read the comments. The words you read made you feel like you did need to stop being clingy towards him. And so you did
The following day , you hadn’t been and clingy towards him. Usually you were always hugging and embracing him , but instead you sat quietly as he did what he needed to do. He felt confused about your lack of affection, but thought you might have been tired. After all you had just had a match against becky lynch.
It had been a week since you and given the affection that you usually do. Damian was confused but decided not to question it , thinking something had happened during the week that you might’ve not wanted to talk about it. Neither the less he was determined to figure out how to get you back to normal. He wanted his girl back.
Damian woke up to the sound of you talking to someone on the phone. He checked the time which read 3:14am. Why would she be up this late? He thought to himself. He walked to where he heard your voice which eventually led him to the bathroom. He went to grab the doorknob , but was confused when he heard the words that came out your mouth.
“Yeah I dont know Rhea I just feel too clingy for him , I mean , the comments and videos show that. Yeah…,” he heard silence until you spoke again.
“I dont know I feel like I might be too much for him— I just dont wanna scare him off thats all,” You replied back to her.
A couple minutes later he heard you say a quick goodbye as you hung up the phone. You opened the doorknob and expected Damian to be sound asleep in the bed but unexpectedly, you found him On the other side of the door.
“Hey…” you said trying to ease the nervousness. “Calm down he probably heard nothing” you said in your head. But Damians facial expression said otherwise. He wore a frown as his eyebrows were pushed together. Withought warning , he pulled you into a hug. Damn near suffocating you from how tight he held you. He finally pulled away from you after a long couple of minutes.
“I don’t ever want you to feel like you’re too much , I love you no matter how clingy you are. It doesn’t matter about what people say because all that matters is how much I love you , and that goes to infinity,” he spoke putting both of his hands onto your face.
“I love you more Damian , I just think im doubting myself too much. But it feels good to know how much you love me,” you spoke with a smile , giggling a bit at the end.
“Now lets head to bed, well talk in the morning,”he spoke to you pulling your hand and leading you to the bed. With one last kiss , you to fell asleep as Damian spooned you.
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ninjago incorrect quotes
part 3
jay: …this is one of those moments where it doesn’t really matter what i have to say, isn’t it?
lloyd: i’ve connected the two dots
kai: you didn’t connect shit
lloyd: i connected them.
kai: i hate when people ask me, “what did you do today?” buddy listen, i woke up at noon and then it was 5pm okay? I DONT KNOW
jay: i made this friendship bracelet for you.
nya: you know i’m not really a jewellery girl.
jay: you don’t have to wear…
nya: no, i’m going to wear it forever. back off.
garamadon: you were wise to seek help from the worlds most deadliest weapon
garamadon: it’s me
cole: pixal, you’re a genius!
pixal: yes, i know.
jay: i hate how you’re just born out of nowhere, and you’re forced to go to school and get education so you can get a job. what if i wanted to be a duck? no one asked me if i wanted to be a duck!
kai: lloyd-
lloyd: *sighs* harumi used to call me lloyd…
kai: … because it’s your fucking name.
nya: if karma doesn’t hit you, i fucking will.
kai: the risk i took was calculated but, man, am i bad at math.
lloyd, activating his power: if the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVERS CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK!
nya: what’s the status up here?
kai: fucked up, about to die, jays a nerd. the usual
*zane ordering a cake over the phone*
shop employee: …and what would you like your cake to say?
zane, covering the phone to look at the squad: do we want a talking cake?
kai: *gets set on fire and screams in agony*
kai: nah, i’m just kidding. fire does nothing to me
jay: sometimes i’ll start a sentence and i don’t even know where it’s going. i just hope i find it along the way.
cole: i don’t know the first thing about clothes. pretty much all i can do is look at something and tell you if it’s clothes or not. this chair? not clothes
lloyd: did you have to call me a shrimp asshole?! i’m still growing damnit!
kai: hey, nya, have you ever thought about having children?
nya: …
nya: does looking over you and the others not seem like i already do? because i promise you, it sure feels like it.
kai: but we’re not childr-
nya, already distracted: COLE PUT THE FIRE DOWN!
#ninjago#lego ninjago#incorrect quotes#ninjago incorrect quotes#lego ninjago incorrect quotes#nya smith#kai smith#cole brookstone#zane julien#jay walker#lloyd garmadon#pixal borg#ninjago wu#lego#lego ninjago quotes#garmadon#ninjago ronin
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Rewind You
« To rewind is to make something go back to the beginning or to an earlier point. »
Sana x gn!reader
Angst
synopsis - your ex’s concert is the last place you should be at after breaking up, yet here you are
⚠️this (very) short story is told backwards, so from end to the start. i wrote it so you can read it normally and from the end. both ways will make sense, but the chronology in which it’s told will change.
wordcount - 581
T/W - Food (One mention)
A/N - two crazy discoveries led to this: new sana pics and melanie martinez’s unreleased song You Love I from which the concept is inspired. enjoy! or not bc i actually dont know if this is good its too late for me to worry about that🥰
Everything was better with her…
You’d ask yourself how you ended up here, but you knew the answer already.
You felt lost, overwhelmed as a pain you couldn’t seem to let go of persisted deep within your chest, looking around in search for a distraction.
How deluding…
The music was loud, but the tune was off. The lights were bright, but they lacked color. The people around you were happy, dancing and singing along to whatever song came out of those powerful speakers, but it wasn’t infectious.
Your eyes followed the spotlight as it highlighted the artist you hadn’t seen in months. All you could feel when you laid eyes on her was jealousy.
Something you loved and cherished, a place and a person, they’d been ripped away from you the moment you’d parted ways. Yet there she was, still enjoying it all as everyone’s focus and passionate admiration landed solely onto her for the next two minutes.
Minatozaki Sana.
You should have gone to a nightclub... It was the most popular, if not customary short-term remedy to a breakup. Why on Earth were you at a concert instead—her concert out of all?
Needless to say, your split was a fall from grace. Heartbreaking, as you’d expect from a relationship that lasted this long. You’d never broken up with anyone, but you’d seen it in the movies. You knew it would hurt no matter how long you’d seen it coming. You even bought the ice cream in advance, which you unsurprisingly downed in days while living in your memories.
Years. Months. Days. Hours. Every minute you spent together, you made sure to love each other, feeling your hearts swelling at every gesture. A kiss, a touch, or even a simple look was enough to send you to cloud nine. High enough to only see each other.
You’re not sure when everything and everyone else faded out, what mattered was her. You truly liked her. So did she. Perhaps from the moment you’d met. But it took a while to realise just how much you cared about the other.
A first date only came after her clumsy confession one drunken summer night on your balcony. You thought it had been a dream when you woke up the next day. It felt like it at least, when you laid eyes on her and saw her clinging to your shirt in her sleep. Even unconscious, she seemed to be aware of your presence. To want it.
Her conscience never let a second go by without a thought of you either. She made it her mission to satisfy this mindful desire of hers. Texting you at all hours, calling you just to hear the sound of your voice, asking if you could meet her in between two schedules like you would even think about saying no to her.
She was all you could think about. Her smile, her eyes, her laugh, down to her scent. It remained in a corner of your mind, recalling each of them in the late hours of the night as you struggled to fall asleep. The feeling was enchanting, to the point you wondered if she was real. If you’d really met her and she was not someone you’d made up in your dreams to make it all easier.
Life wasn’t that much of a party until you crossed paths with her. While she described her ‘before’ as chaotic, you liked to see yours as the opposite. Just plain boring.
Nothing seemed as colorful, vibrant, or lush without her.
Everything was better with her.
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i barely have any moots on here so im most comfy sharing this on here lmao, anyways rant incoming:
im back to feeling like an emotionless monster and somehow the only emotion im able to feel is this immense amount of self-hate?? like all my life i was craving for validation and the reassurance that ppl do in fact like me and that im at least somewhat desirable, and now i got the validation once more im suddenly feeling more aroace than ever (i never even considered being ace but its getting more and more likely tbh, and im pretty sure im at least on the aro spectrum bc the only crush i ever had is one i made myself have in order to avoid boredom at school but its v much just a result of severe daddy issues)
a funny thing abt myself is also that i do a complete 180 once im rlyrly drunk, means that i get v flirty and playful but overall just much more comfy with expressing my emotions such as appreciation for my friends, happiness, thankfulness etc. i never thought i had that much rizz when drunk lmao but basically i made a guy wanna cuddle with me like the entire evening (+ the morning after) but when it came to be morning and i sobered up i felt such a huge amount of guilt bc i basically woke up feeling...nothing? this boy is there liking all my stories and dropping the sweetest things (he even bought me a deftones album and u guys know how much i love deftones) and im still not feeling a damn thing?? like i got what i always wanted but why do i have to be that weird abt everything? i mean i genuinely like and appreciate him but im v sure its in a platonic way, just the way i like my other friends too. (+ while cuddling, i felt soo repressed by physical touch, as if i was getting crushed and my body could not respond to anything; i basically felt like a doll being dragged around by its owner but ofc i didnt say i was uncomfy bc im a coward lol)
all in all i feel like theres not many things missing until im able to label myself aroace, and by no means i wanna indicate that being aroace is something bad at all. its just such a sad thing for me, realizing i dont feel a thing while im 'playing' with other peoples feelings like some soulless monster.. this just made me realize i'd be horrible at dating and communicating bc the only ppl im comfy with talking abt this matter are my little digital tumblr people >_<
to everyone reading all of that for some unknown reason: tysm, have my (ofc platonic) love <33
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"Out of the Shadows"
Part 4
Guys, this might be the last one, if not then part 5 definitely wil be so, stick around for the next one :D
Tw: violence, injuries and (harsh?) transphobia. Not for the easily upset
Aizawa and Class 1a x ftm!bullied!reader
Before we start, I just wanted to say thank you all for the likes and follows, it may not seem like much but I really appreciate it. Thank you for supporting my work
And with that being said, let's do this
"I think you'll want to see this" It was strange for Katsuki to be quiet so something serious must of happened Aizawa thought so he walked outside and closed the door behind him.
He widened his eyes in shock.
"What...What happened?" He said, looking at your limping form on Izuku's shoulder.
"We're not sure. According to the nerd (Deku) one of Minato's friends, Kyou, called for him and me to go to the locker rooms and we found Y/n lying on the floor, nearly unconscious" Bakugo explained.
"It wasn't even that bad, it was just a little miscommunication that led into a fight. Im literally fine.-" You said but Bakugo shouted
"Well what the hell was all your lunch, stationary and other stuff doing all over the ground huh!!"
"Alright Bakugo and Midoriya, thank you. I would like to talk to him alone. Midoriya could you please hand out the worksheets to everyone? Do what you want just dont cause much trouble. Y/n can you walk?" Aizawa concluded.
"Yes, but I think my foot is injured" You said while Bakugo and Midoriya walked back into class, all your classmates asking them questions before they walked filly into the class.
"Alright, let's go to recovery girls office, she'll heal you." He said as he walked by your slightly limping figure.
Once you guys got to recovery girls office you sat down at one of the beds.
"Alright, please tell me what's going on. I need no lies at this moment forward" He said seriously, looking at your nervous eyes, waiting for some answers.
You sighed shakily but finally gave him the truth
"Well, these kids have been bullying me, since the day I saw them. They've been picking on me and hurting me. I know I've been keeping this a secret. I'm sorry" You say, tears starting to well in your eyes.
"It's ok, let it out I'm here" he said as he stands up to hug you, you grip onto his hero costume like its the last thing on earth and sob in his shirt until you calm down, sniffling and red-eyed.
"It's alright, I've got you. Recovery Girl will heal your foot, get some rest kid. You need it" He said after you calmed down,
"Y/n, we will get these kids expelled. For you. For all the victims"
You nodded and climed into one of the beds, you couldn't resist the cozy comfort of the bed and quickly fell asleep, in a matter of minutes.
You woke up and it was evening, you could see it through the big class windows which were shining through a yellowish orange glow inside.
"Good evening dear, your teacher left a note for you. Its just by your side" recovery Girl said as she noticed your were awake.
Your foot had been healed though you felt very tired, she handed you the note that read
"Hey kid, come to the dorms as soon as you can. Your classmates have something for you"
You sighed and got ready to leave, your bag and your belongings beside the bed you were in. You said your goodbyes to recovery girl and left the room, wondering hat your friends and classmates had done for you.
You were so drifted out of your thoughts that you never noticed Kyou who accidentally pushed passed you. "Sorry dud......" when you saw who it was you froze.
"I'm not gonna do anything to you, I need to go" he said rushing away in a hurry, you had so many questions for him that were unexplained but he just ran off so you saved it for the next time you saw him.
You were so lost in your thoughts, again that you didn't realise you ran into someone else, two people. When you tried to apologise, the only word your mind could conjure up was
"shit"
Minato and Haruki.
As soon as they saw it was you, Minato slammed you right into the wall. You really couldn't catch a break..
"What the fuck did I tell you, you fucking freak" Minato said as he opened the door to an empty classroom and threw you in there.
"You stand guard and get Riku to come with weapons. Im finishing this now" He said, eyes glinting with rage and malice, his true intent was to get rid of you.
Forever.
"Please man, I haven't done anything to you."
"Your existence alone is enough reason to make your life miserable." Minato said and Haruki added on from the side
"Pathetic. Trying to fit in won't change what you really are. A girl, A female. A woman"
Your heart shattered into a million broken pieces as the reality of what they said sank in. It was true, that's all you were. After years and years of trying to fit on and be a real man, just shattered over a few words.
He threw you at a table and desk and you slammed right into it, your body aching with pain. He lifted you up and slammed you back down on the ground, the nerves in your back shooting all the way to your brain.
He then towered over you.
You felt the cracking of bones and the gush of blood as the punches rained down upon you, your face becoming a grotesque battlefield of pain and blood.
The ringing in your ears just wouldn't stop.
Just then Riku, Asahi and Kyou walked in.
Riku's eyes glinted with mischief as he reached into his duffel bag and pulled out a collection of bats, one for each person. With a sly grin at you, he started handing them out, creating an unwatchable atmosphere in the room.
"I want him gone"
Ahhhh, cliff hanger. This is the 4th part.
I kind of got lazy with this one considering it's 3:18 in the morning so forgive me if any silly mistakes were made.
The final part is coming tomorrow, or today so stick around for that
And remember:
Always drink water and eat something, You deserve it :DD
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ITS THE MATTER OF IT… chapter 3
tw: mentions of wounds, and having a larger chest.
the sweet smell of pancakes and maple sausage cooking in the morning is what woke everyone up, except megumi. his stomach wasnt wired like yuuji or nobaras.
you were a good cook for your age, your family having professionals cook whenever you werent. you learned from them though, because the thought of paying for food when you could just cook it from scratch isnt a great thing. you also found slight satisfaction from here the noises of delight from people eating your food.
except yuuji, yuuji was very vocal and sometimes messy when he ate your food. you would say something about manners, but alot of people dont inherit that gene.
“well damn, is it that good?” nobara asked, cringing from the syrup dripping from his plump lips.
yuuji nodded frantically, “hell yes! its perfect!” he exclaimed, digging into the pancakes you made. nobara and him bickered, which unfortunately woke megumi up and made him grouchy.
you had already wandered off, going to the end of the hallway to your bedroom that jujutsu high had granted you to have ever since your arrival. before you could even get there , yuuji had stopped you.
“thank you for breakfast! you have to teach me how to cook…” he awkwardly chuckled, putting his hand on the back of his head. something about yuuji he learned was he always burned food because his mind wanders. that boy had to have adhd, because how do you forget food is cooking until you see fire?
“most definitely.” you said flatly, opening your door so you could step in— until he pushed his way in.
“oh so this is your room? how cool! you listen to alot of bands huh? and you have a little salt lamp?” he rambled, looking around your room without asking. you didnt mind since hes been trying to actually get to know you, fortunately.
“ yeah, i do.” you said in your same flat tone. you wouldve grown annoyed when yuuji flopped on your bed, but you were in a good mood. you sat next to him, scrolling on your phone, you were fine until you werent.
“so.. ms reincarnated—“ yuuji started, until you spoke in a agitated voice.
“dont piss me off.” you said, rolling your eyes. “is that what you want to do?” you questioned.
“what? no! you look like youd get scary if you did..!” yuuji exclaimed, gulping. you side eyed him, rolling them again.
sukuna only listened from his domain, cheek resting on his knuckles.
today was her day.
……….
“fuck man! how the fuck did you lose the special grade?” nobara groaned, panting. megumi was supposed to exercise it but it randomly disappeared, causing more work for the four of them. you didnt care too much, your keen sense of hearing and smell was your clutch. nobara and megumi bickered, until you grew tired of it, you were only tired cause of your bust– all the real bitches get it, you thought.
“nobs, we can find it, but you fussin’ wont help us. me and yuuji will go one direction and you and megumi go the other.” you planned, everyone agreeing to go their routes. you and yuuji ran, until it got harder since your stamina was depleating.
yuuji caught on, had it been nobara he wouldve laughed, but he cared about you alot for some reason. he picked you up, speed increasing ajd you grew surprised, damn could he run. he had to be a athlete before.
you both did find the special grade, it still was going to be tough— it was always tough. but you loved challenges.
when it was in your favor.
after five minutes you were bruised, some cuts leaking red fluid and you were panting. you armed yourself again, thinking to use your domain, until the special grade was suddenly fearful, and then, dead. its head severed with its arms and legs. you questioned if it was your technique, but suddenly you werent hurt, nor sore? you had healed?! yuuji probably learned it before your arrival. you did feel his hand on your shoulder.
you went to turn to him, thanking him.
“thank you, yuu–“ you said, before you paused.
“you havent changed a bit, little one.” sukuna had said, looking into your brown pearled eyes.
your eyes widen, suddenly being on defense. you were already on it, but this time it wasnt a challenge, it was life or death if you fucked it up.
you stepped back, eyes probably deceiving you. no, it was sukuna, but yuuji was the body. you thought certain things couldnt worry you, but this did. where were nobara and megumi when you needed them? how could you not have sensed his presence?
“now now, no need to feel scared or worried. i wont harm you unless you piss me off or say something disrespectful towards me. but you already knew that, youve always been tatical and smart.”
you swallowed thickly, was he toying with you?
“lets just talk for a bit, okay?” he said, grinning at you.
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HII! i've been into dance moms lately help😭 can i req akito , toya, and rui (separatly) w a fem s/o who was on dance moms? if u dont wanna write this thats ok hehe have a good day!
-> 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞!
You felt a lot of indifference towards your past position, but they’re always there to tell you you’re more than your past
With Akito Shinonome, Toya Aoyagi and Rui Kanishiro
Cw! Mentions of past trauma, yelling, implied past anxiety attacks, self sabotage (kinda), you punch rui!!!! | fluff (akito’s), comfort (toya��s), Angst to fluff (rui’s)
Akito Shinonome
When Akito first met you, he knew he’s seen you somewhere before. He just couldn’t put his finger on it, but knew you were a familiar face. It wasn’t until one fateful day Ena woke up earlier than usual and put something on the family TV.
He recognized your face instantly, and everything fell into place. ‘You looked so familiar because Ena would watch you all the time on TV.’
A scoff escaped the ginger’s lips, how could he forget that? Although, you have changed quite a bit since you stopped appearing on the show. The version of you practicing on the television now is so tiny compared to who you are now. Both mentally and physically.
“You’ve been a little too interested in Dance Moms Akito, you feeling okay?” Ena said teasingly. It’s not often she saw her brother paying attention to something like that.
“I’m fine. Hey- does it really matter what I watch and don’t watch?” Ena laughed at his remark, brushing him off and sending him to the Cheesecake shop they both like to pick a slice up for her.
The younger rolled his eyes in annoyance at her request, but did so anyway. At least he could get a slice for himself.
The walk was just like any other, gripping the money tightly in his pocket and only focusing on his destination. Well, that was Akito’s main focus. Coincidentally, he just so happened to see your face in the crowd. It took him a moment to recognize that it was the current you. After all, he just finished watching your younger self on an old show.
There was a silent debate in his head on whether he should go up to you or not. ‘Wouldn’t that be creepy?’ He thought. But it’s not like he’s a stranger to you… you couldn’t mind too much, right? Before he could finish the debate, the boy found himself walking your way already.
“Oh, Akito? I didn’t know you came around these parts. What’s up?” The small smile on your face felt a little forced, but Akito paid no mind to it.
“I could say the same to you, I didn’t think someone like you would come to such a crowded area.”
His words rang in your head a bit, ‘someone like me?’ You thought. While you didn’t want to acknowledge it, you knew what he was talking about. ‘I guess I can’t keep it a secret for too long to anyone.’
“Oh well you know, it’s been so long since I dropped out the show. Not many people recognize me anymore. Which actually, I’m pretty grateful for.” You said. While you liked the attention for a bit, it got overwhelming fast. Learning how to keep up with fake fronts to strangers was exhausting, though Akito didn’t seem to mind the natural you.
“Yeah, I only realized it was you when my sister put one of your episodes on earlier. But it’s cool, you’re still (Name) at the end of the day.”
Something about his words were comforting. At the end of the day, you were just a regular person. It felt nice to have someone acknowledge that without putting you on a pedestal.
“Hey, where were you heading?” You asked. Partly out of genuine curiosity, and partly out of wishful thinking. Maybe you can tag along with him.
“The bakery, I’m picking up some cheesecake for me and my sister. She sends me on these errands a lot.” He scratched the back of his head a bit. One thing you both had in common? Keeping up a fake appearance in front of certain people.
“Oh, I know the bakery your talking about, I love it there! Can I come with you, perhaps?” Honestly, you just wanted to get out of the crowded plaza. Otherwise if someone recognized you here, you’d be too exhausted to do anything for the rest of the day.
Akito didn’t mind one bit. He sensed some desperation in your voice, and assumed what you were thinking. There was a mutual understanding that both of you were trying to make yourselves look good right now.
He wouldn’t mind getting to know the other side of your personality a lot better.
Toya Aoyagi
Toya wouldn’t have known who you were until An pointed it out. He wasn’t aloud much television or internet access as a kid, and when he was, it was always monitored. So to say he was clueless would be an understatement.
It didn’t help that An was so casual about it, just casually saying;
“You see that student? They were on this show I used to watch as a kid, Dance Moms, isn’t it so cool she goes to our school?”
When Toya hears this, he thinks it might have been an idol show, and you were a former idol. It wouldn’t be anything new for An to be so normal about being acquainted with a popular figure. The dual hair boy let his curiosity get the best of him and looked up this… “Dance Moms.”
He only watched the episodes you were in, trying to understand where your coming from and what made you so special. Though when he finished, he felt more worried about you than he’d have liked.
Watching you get screamed at over messing up precise steps, seeing you get belittled to put other dancers up, it looked traumatic. He could understand why you dropped out of the show, the experience didn’t seem like a pleasant one.
The next day, seeing you in the halls felt… different. He just watched a big chunk of your childhood, and now he has to act like he doesn’t know a thing about you. Surely you wouldn’t like to be talked to cause you were on such a exploiting show as a kid? With each passing period, he noticed you more and more.
But seeing you alone throughout the day made the boy feel bad. Did you choose to be alone? Did others avoid you because of how they watched you get screamed at so much as a kid? He wasn’t sure. But he was sure something in him made him take a seat next to you on a bench.
The silence was awkward and the tension felt thick. ‘I definitely should have thought this through.’ He thinks. He clears his throat, getting ready to speak before you ended up speaking first.
“What do you want? Come here to tell me how bad of a dancer I was on that show?” Your voice was laced with disgust, emphasizing that disgust even more when you mentioned “that show.”
While Toya was no expert on dancing, he knew that your dancing wasn’t bad at all. Sure, you might have screwed up a few moves. But didn’t everyone? Yours just so happened to get more shunned than any others did.
“No, actually. I’ve seen you alone a lot, and everyone could use some company.” He said sincerely. He knew bringing up your status wasn’t a good idea, and avoided mentioning it. You appreciated that, but only a bit.
You looked frustrated. ‘Why would you be frustrated?’ He thinks to himself. He would understand being upset, or even a bit annoyed. But frustration felt like an odd emotion to feel in this situation. To him, at least.
“You’re just going to try and get close to me, get a little bit popular, and leave with that popularity. That’s what they all do, I assume you’re no different from them. Maybe your double colored hair represents how two faced you are.” That’s a bold claim…
He began piecing the puzzle together. You were always alone because you distanced yourself from everyone, and you had a fear. It made sense now, the fear of being used was a scary one to him. At the same time, he wants you to see having real friends is important, much better than being alone.
“In that case, could I prove to you I’m not… ‘two-faced’?” He asked. You almost choked on your spit at that. Why would he want to prove anything to you?
“If you try hard enough, maybe. I can’t be fooled easily by whatever your going to do.” There was a trace of amusement in your voice, as if this was the first time you’ve heard a funny joke. But with that amusement also came bitterness.
Toya made a pact with himself, and a silent pact with you. He would do whatever it took to show you having friends isn’t so bad, as long as you find the real ones. And he’s okay with being your first real friend.
Rui Kamishiro
Rui was sure he was mistaken. Someone so talented- popular- someone with such a clean reputation… wants to be with him? He couldn’t believe it.
For a moment, he thought of putting distance between the two of you. Someone like you shouldn’t be around someone like him. People would surely get the wrong idea, and then you’d lose everything. He didn’t want that for you, not at all.
The best way to avoid that outcome?
Distancing himself.
The tall alchemist almost felt like he was in junior high again. The way he pushed you away was all too familiar to the way he pushed Nene away, and he hated it. But, this was for your own good.
At least, that’s what he wanted to believe.
He found it difficult to keep you away. After class ends, you’re always running up to him with lit up eyes. It was a subtle part of his day that he didn’t realize he loved so much, he missed it.
Now he had to ignore that light and walk directly to the next class. It hurt, but he paid no mind to it. You were probably doing just as well, if not, better, without him.
Though that wasn’t the case at all.
In your eyes, Rui had left you alone in the dark. There was no explanation for the sudden cut off, there was no sign of it beforehand. It had you running in circles in your mind. ‘What could I have possibly done?’ You thought.
You attempted to confront him, multiple times in fact. But every time he sees you, he scurries away hastily. Apart of you wanted to slap him across the face, but the other part just wanted to break down in front of him and beg for an explanation.
You two were practically best friends before all this. He helped you out of being crowded by old fans and was like a bodyguard at times. Rui never cared about the person you used to be, he only cared about the person you are now. It meant a lot to you.
But now it seems he’s forgotten all about that.
You needed to corner him if you wanted an explanation. He had to be alone with no excuse to just “go away.” You just had to catch him at that perfect time. Even if it takes awhile, you’ll wait as long as you need for him.
A few days went by with 0 luck. The only time you saw an opening, he started messing with two underclassmen. One looked like he was about to snap Rui’s neck while the other was keeping him from doing so. It was an amusing sight, and you were happy to see Rui in his element. Even if you wish those two underclassmen went another way.
Making your way to the vending machines, you spotted the familiar purple haired boy fiddling with the buttons. A look of irritation plastered on his face as he begins to shake the machine from the sides.
‘Ah, something must have gotten stuck.’ You thought. This wasn’t an opportunity you could miss, it was too good. You walk up to Rui and the vending machine, helping him shake it a bit more vigorously before the soda candy finally dropped. He bent down to open the slot and retrieve his snack, and then turned to you.
“Why thank… you..” A face of realization flashed across his face. ‘Theres no way out of this one.’ He thought.
“Rui.”
“(Name)…”
Rui looked at everything except you, trying his hardest not to crack open. What could you possibly want from him that’ll put your reputation at risk?
“Can you tell me? Tell me what I did. You stopped talking to me out of no where, and keep avoiding me! Do you have any idea how hard I’ve been trying to talk to you?” Your voice cracked a bit. There was a deep sense of desperation in your voice that only a fool could miss, and Rui was no fool.
“I just thought you’d be better without me (Name). You’re talented, beautiful, and most of all, a good person. If people see you with me they’re going to think you’re a weirdo like me.” He never realized how dumb his idea sounded until he said it out loud. He wanted to distance himself because you were more important than him? ‘Pathetic of me…’ he thinks.
A silence coated the two of you, and the last thing you wanted was to indulge in it. This whole time… he was avoiding you because of your reputation? Because he didn’t want to ruin your reputation just by being around you? You wanted to laugh.
“I hope you know how happy I am being your friend. You don’t water me down to “a previous dancer on television” and you never did. I always appreciated that and I just- I just want to keep being with you Rui.” This time you couldn’t stop the voice cracks, or the lone tears falling down your cheeks.
Like all the times before, Rui pulled down his sleeve and wiped your tears. His gesture made your heart melt like it always did. He couldn’t stand seeing you cry, it was only worse you were crying because of him.
“I’m sorry (Name), if I had known… I would have stayed with you. I won’t let a mistake like this happen again, I promise.” His tone was sincere and gentle. His hands still on your cheeks from wiping your tears, it was a moment you could stay in forever.
But you weren’t going to forget what he did that easily, no matter the reason. You pulled away and punched his shoulder a little harsher than intended. He yelped in brief pain, clutching his shoulder.
“What was that for??!” He nearly laughed, but refused to give you the reaction you wanted.
“That was for leaving me in the dust for days! Do it again, and it’ll be worse.”
Rui didn’t wanna know what that meant, and deepened the promise he made in his head SK he would certainly never do that again.
Despite the stinging pain he felt, he smiled.
‘I really missed this..’
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awwweeee nooooooooooo
I'm gonna be so sad when I found out about James sucking, like I just, "I'm sorry if I ruin your favourite youtuber" you don't understand, I'm so worried.
This is my reaction, because I need somewhere to vent it,
overall, go check out Hbombergay, its so good, regardless of if you don't want to get to the James Somerton part.
youtube
I typed this bit after but I wanted to put it here rather than at the end where noone could see it:
Ummmm overall I don't know, I'm just really sad, I really respected Somerton, I thought he was someone like Contrapoints or Shanspeare or Philosphy tube and he wasn't
I'm sad about it, I also just hope he's okay? Thats weird but regardless of the shitty thing hes done he's human, and I'd like it if he could be okay overall, obviously now would be a tough time, but I just don't want to see him gone because of this
People are bad but I also know the power of people who sometimes go too far and end up cruel so you know? I just hope everything ends up okay
Reaction bit
Oh lord,
oH my god, I was a patreon supporter, thats how much I liked James, I just looked, holy shit he's deleted the patreon holy shit
ooooo Tinker bell and evil queens look like an interesting book, i will be reading that later
oh nooooooo
)): I'm so sad
"Wow you're ditching ship quick" (wrong phasing but you know)
ughhh because gut feeling and I can see the evidence.
I lost a close friend who was a gay man like James Somerton, I specifically lost this friend because he was a gay man that would do whatever it took to get a leg up, it didn't matter if it was against his ethics, as long as he got closer to his career goal he didn't care. For example, wokring under a politician that believed in conversion therapy specifically the use of medical castration. So yeah, lost that friend, went "omg a gay man thats not a boot licker" aaaannndddd
attached to a gay men that uses other people's work to get up in his career
-deep sigh- Goddamn
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH he did it twice??? UUUGUUGGHGHGHHGHGHH
I have so much more of a respect for plagerism stuff in university, like I know but I also have come to a realisation that some of my uni work can be considered as plagerism, if I'm running late with stuff, I find stuff I like, I reword, find another thing, reword, and then make a frankenstein (I do always reference and intext reference and say who said what but after learning this stuff, yeah thats not good enough
NOOOOO not society and queer horror )))): It was one of my favourite vi
god its word for word ))):
Holy shit it never connected in my brain how misogynistic he was
xDDD
"it wAS THEM'LL"
holy shit thats funny
.... How can batman be too woke???
no fucking way
not are they gay )):
A. that pheonix Wright sprite looks amazing
B. HOLY SHIT DD: HE LITERALLY HAD IT ON THE PHOTO HOW
OH SHIT MY ICON SHANSPEAR WAS MENTIONED HELL YEAH
"tHATS RIGHT SHE'S REAL YOU DONT KNOW ME" thats so fun xDDD
urinating tree???
"Too dark for a plagirism" BOI PLAGERISM IS DARK
"MIST" PANTHEON MIST??? -Brain rot activated-
Good video, sad vibes ):
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seen your into rick and morty, i think i have a request up my sleeve ;)
now, a rick prompt of 7. i think it would match him pretty well tbh, and i dont really know what else to request for the show. also make sure not to overwork yourself !
Rick and Morty makes me feral/affectionate. I'd love to. I'm assuming you mean my prompts so I did that. No specific Rick intended.
Sorry for the wrong wait and sorry for making Rick a bit OOC.
Yandere! Rick Sanchez Prompt 7
Pairing: Romantic
"All this blood? It's all for you! Everything I do is all for you!"
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Jealousy, One night stand mentioned, Age gap, Obsession, Murder, Blood, Slight sadism, Kidnapping implied, Mind break due to trauma of murder, Drinking, You're in your 20s, Drug use mentioned, Disregard for life, Forced relationship.
Rick, in his age, thought he had given up being attached to anyone. You could say it’s because of his past, he really doesn’t care. Now Rick is used to getting boozed up and taking strange space drugs while driving he and his grandson into danger.
He had given up finding anyone to fill the empty hole within him. He was content with just having flings and not really committing to any of them. He was one for parties and avoiding responsibility.
What was the point, anyway? Nothing mattered to him.
Even when he first met you he still had his usual ideals. He had met you at one of the many parties he partakes in. You came with a friend Rick had invited and decided to see what it was like to attend a party with, well, otherworldly creatures.
You weren’t normally one for parties but your friend was adamant on coming to one hosted by Rick. At the time, you gave in and thought you’d have a good time. You had no idea going to a party would cause Rick to reconsider his ideals.
To put it bluntly, you got a bit out of hand. You had met Rick, a much older man, and greeted him. You mostly tried to stick by your friend but they themselves got too caught up in the mass of bodies. Somehow, with a few drinks, you found yourself back to Rick.
You weren’t sure why you came back to him, your mind is still fuzzy on the details. You can barely remember what he said yet you did remember downing some drinks with him. When drunk, he was funny. Strangely… flirty, too.
You learned from your friend afterwards that’s just how Rick was. He got drunk with other people, had a one night stand with them, then continued on with his life. You recall at first being opposed to his advances, due to the age gap between the two of you. Although… you were in your 20s. What’s wrong with trying something new?
You clearly weren’t thinking straight, the alcohol shutting off your most basic brain functions. However, you faintly remember events of the first night you met Rick. You had given into one of his advances, next thing you know, you were in bed.
Next to him.
You heavily regret what you did that night now. Especially when you find out it leads to your misfortune later on. Before you drank with Rick, you had failed to realize just how dangerous he is. He’s a wanted space criminal, an incredibly intelligent space criminal with access to the strongest technology known and not known to man.
You’d think this would all be one fling. Just one night where you happened to be in bed with a man such as him while drunk. Even Rick himself thought you were just a one time thing.
Then he kept thinking about you. He kept thinking of your warmth and your laughter. Sure, you were both drunk and got a bit frisky. He hates the fact he keeps thinking back to you so frequently….
Loneliness was not a new emotion to him. He felt it all the time. Though when he woke up to you, it’s like it wasn’t even there. Then it hit him again like a ton of bricks when your friend had to drag you out the bed to go home.
He spent nights thinking of you. He even curses his drunk self for not getting your number at the time. Oh well, he has the means to get it whenever he’s ready to. You want to question it when he eventually does get your number, though you were really out of it that night.
Was it really all that wrong of him to want to see you again? You made him feel something he hasn’t felt in years, ever since the incident with Diane….
The more he thinks of you, the more his obsession grows. He tries to ease his yearning by texting or calling you. You try to keep it short, unfortunately, upsetting him greatly….
“It’s awkward, Rick. Even being friends or just acquaintances is strange after what we did-”
Why did you have to be like this? Even when he said he’d do anything for a chance, you still turned it down. You drive him into a desperate state of mind and refuse him, did you like to watch him suffer?
He hates how you make him feel so whole but neglect giving him another taste. Didn't you say yourself you wanted to try something new? He remembers you did, so why back out now? His mind is twisted with the thought of you.
You drive him insane.
While he may still think life is meaningless and cruel, there’s some things within it that aren’t all that bad. Like you, even if you do torture him by not wishing to take things between you even further. Things like this must take time.
Although, Rick is an impatient man.
Someone as impatient as him, tend to do irrational things.
Murder was nothing new to Rick. If things went wrong here, who says he can’t just go to another dimension to fix things? He didn’t have to do any of this, though why does it matter?
Even if it means bloodshed, he’s willing to do anything for you since you make him feel so… anxious and excited.
"All this blood? It's all for you! Everything I do is all for you!"
Some sadistic part of him thinks your fear is cute. The fact you stare at him with regret pains him, yet it’ll change soon. You’re just a bit frightened by all the blood. He picked the most brutal weapon to prove a point….
It’s been months since you two first met. You barely talked in person, though texts and calls were frequent. It irritated him how you’d spend more time with the friend that took you to the party instead of him, the guy you spent the night with.
He should be thanking your friend for introducing you, although jealousy does not give you a rational mind. Getting rid of them satiated his jealous thoughts much more than anything else. Plus, it reassured him you’d be alone without him.
“Rick, what is this all about!?”
“Taking you home, baby.”
“Hell no, stay away from me- There’s… so much blood-”
“What did you even see in them, (Y/N)... not like they put up much of a fight.”
“We were together… ONE time, Rick. We partied a bit too hard, that’s all. What has gotten into you? How did you even know where I live!?”
“We can talk about that in time. Look, you’ve made me feel strange these last couple months and it’s made me go crazy. That friend of yours certainly wasn’t helping.”
“Don’t hurt me….”
“Woah- wasn’t planning on it, honey. Honestly… you really should’ve known who you were getting involved with before we did what we did.”
He grins, holstering the weapon he used to kill your friend in front of you with. You were just hanging out…. What have you done?
“Too late to change things now. Now you got me to deal with.”
“Do you think this is funny?”
“I can assure you I’m serious this time.”
You look at him in disbelief, still being defensive. Rick was a madman…. A lunatic who you were a fool enough to engage with.
“(Y/N)... we can do this in a number of ways. You could come willingly, for that I’d at least clean things up and wipe your mind of this memory. Or… you could fight me and I let you keep this memory and just use some other brainwashing technique. There’s really only one option when it comes to me.”
You’re shaking, looking one last time at the body on the floor and back to Rick. The smell of blood is heavy in your nose and your fear increases when it looks like Rick’s impatient.
Foolishly, months ago, you wanted to try something new….
What choice did you have now?
“... Okay, Rick…”
You keep your gaze on him, standing up. You then feel yourself laugh at the irony of your next sentence, truly losing it at the death of your friend.
“What’s the harm in trying something new?”
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I saw your write for Ymir Fritz? Which shocked me I need to see what that’s like i don’t have any specific prompt so do as you please
Yeah well I never seen anything for Ymir Fritz specification either and I got sad so I decided to write it instead!! I'm only doing SFW because I have more requests I'dlike to get done. If you want to request an NSFW one that's fine. (Ymir Fritz is 23 when she dies just an fyi)(Just a reminder to everyone please dont reblog or repost without credit) This isn't very good because I'm tired and wanted to at least get this done for today.
The Beginning of You and Ymirs Journey
You were young, you didn't know any better than to help a young girl you saw running in the woods. You grabbed and ran with her, you ran till you found a large tree that you hadn't seen before.
She jumped into the hole, and you followed suit. It was wet and you found yourself in water, Ymir still hadn't said anything.
You see her in the murky water and try to help, you feel something crawling at your back and you seeing something near her back too.
It all went black, when you woke up there were dead people. A lot of them, how long had you been asleep?
Where was the girl? You saw her standing next to you crying.
After that it all became a blur, the two of you worked for the king as his titans. He threatened your family to hand you over and they had no choice. You became his soldiers, his titans.
He forced Ymir to have his children. She kept you close on the worst days.
You and Ymir spent the rest of your lives together, you needed eachother. You weren't complete without her. She wasn't complete without you.
When she died, everything changed. The king, in a fit of anger, killed you.
You woke up in sand, it felt cold, but not so cold that it was unbearable. You looked and saw her, she had a small frown on her face.
"You're here?"
You ran to her, and she held you close.
Over time you watched her help create the titans, until you asked, is there a way to go home?
She didn't know. You didn't either, so you looked, you did whatever you could to find a way out. You thought hope was lost until one day.
"Light."
You saw a large beam of light and started running. You grabbed Ymir and started pulling her. She fought you, she said she couldn't leave. She needed to stay. To help.
You didn't listen and pulled her into the light.
You woke up. She woke up. You were in a forest, no, not a random forest. The forest.
The forest from the beginning, you two stared at each other. Was this real? Or another dream?
You jumped on her and kissed her! You were so happy to not be in that desolate wasteland anymore.
You pulled her around and kept walking, until you saw one. A titan, it was 6 meters and staring at the two of you.
It walked right by. Neither of you payed it too much attention and kept walking. It didn't matter where. You were somewhere you could be happy. At least, you were happy. Ymir looked afraid, worried, scared...
It took time but you convinced Ymir this was good. The titans didn't attack you and you were both happy. The two of you could build a life.
You found a small village that was willing to take you in, you lived happily together.
You wondered what happened to the titan shifters though...
Hello, so I wouldn't call this a dating HC but I would call this the beginning of yalls story. The two of you live in a village which is found by Eren and the scouts at some point and he immediately recognizes you two. Things go from there. I wont get into that unless someone wants me to. If not it will just be headcannons about your life in the village, and ect.
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huge vent under the thingy
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im really selfish i think, like i dont really do much for people and i dont like to talk to people anymore as much as i used to but i think im just scared of people now. my parents pulled me out of school so i wouldnt be bullied but i think it just made my social anxiety worse
im also really sensitive and cry easily and i dont like that, yesterday i almost started crying because i couldnt find a room number in school (i was there for exams) that was super embarrassing
today is my brothers birthday and he has special needs and i feel bad because he has no friends to celebrate his birthday and my sister left the house to go hangout with her boyfriend so its only my mom, dad and me there for him on his birthday and i feel so bad and im like miserable right now and i woke up really upset because i was almost late for my exam and i definitely failed it because i guessed on almost question and i talked about college today and my plans with my guidance counselor at school and she talked about what im gonna do after highschool and i dont know what i wanna do because i thought i was gonna kms at 11 years old and not have anything else ahead of me and im so lost now and i dont even know what to do anymore
and im crying because i cant stop thinking about all the stuff thats gone wrong in my life and if i did things differently i couldve been happier and a better person
and i feel bad cuz im ignoring literally everyone rn whos texting me and im just sitting on my bedroom floor crying and writing this lmao im literally venting on tumblr💀 how did i get this bad omg. i could use my notes app to vent but i also want someone to read this, like anyone idc who im not even asking for help i just wanna be seen in a way i think
and my head is always full of ideas and thoughts and its hard to do anything because its always racing and i dont like it at all and i cant ever find the right words to get all these thoughts out or draw them out because i make art but irs not good it sucks and i hate my art style and i hate how i cant draw poses right or render correctly it pisses me off
my sister is really good at art, she goes to college for it and is way better then me and my parents are always praising her about her art and i feel like ill never be as good as her with anything, shes an honors student and graduated almost top of her class and president of the art club at her highschool (currently my highschool) and i got pulled into a bunch of shit when i made friends at highschool and they are all older then me and have so much drama and i feel like no matter who im friends with i cant be friends with the other people i wanna be friends with because they have drama together and if im one persons friend then i cant be the other persons friend because then im a bad person and i just hate it so much i hate beiing around people and i hate having to pick sides and i wish i could kms and i wouldnt have to deal with anything anymore
and then with my sister- anything i do or make art of my parents are like "cool!" and move on with their rlife and when my sister does art they post it on their facebook and show other family members and praise her so fucking much. im not saying i want all that but it feels like they dont even care
and i also noticed i get less things at Christmas and on my birthday now ever since i came out as trans to my extended family like my grandparents and uncle and aunt, my sister and brother get a bunch of shit and ill get some books and some other shit i dont even want or asked for but my sister gets money and a bunch of shit she asked for (expensive things) and my brother gets new electronics every fucking year. he got the newest iphone and a ipad and a fucking 3d printer last christmas???? and i got books and a 20$ Michaels gift card? its so unfair i with i was cis and my family would like me more itd not even about the gifts its just in general they got so distant and weird with me i feel so odd when i go to family events
sexual talk here- and i feel really gross a lot of the time cuz im sexual a lot and i wish i wasnt because i always feel gross and idk it makes me feel weird i guess its just hormones and a trauma response from when i was younger but i just feel weird especially when im alone and im being sexual i feel gross after and i dont know why im like this
theres so much on my mind and im just like AGHHHH!!!!!! i wanna cut myself and bleed out everywhere istg (i wont actually cuz im very afraid of physical pain)
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🤝🦅🌙 for da ask game :3!!!
ZOINDY or johndy or whatever the fuck our ship name is. crossing fingers please dont let this post show up in the main tags please dont let this post show up in main tags 🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞
🤝: How did they meet in the first place? What was there first impression of each other?
Hehe YAY.
How did they meet. Well. zb's been working at the company for a long time so obv hes been working there longer than i do. Id say andy started working there around/after the time amy got hired (which was before fry lela bender got hired). Farnsworth interviewed him but farnsworth was like half asleep so when the interview was done he was like snnhhghh 😴Huh wha..? Oh yes Thank you. Now leave me please. And andy ran out of the office shouting yipee!!! Yay!!!! and slipped on a random pile of water and got knocked unconcious. He woke up in zb's office Aww and zb was like So uh. Are you new here? and andys like holy shit you smell really bad what fucking happened. and then something really weird and beautiful started from there
first impression. Andy thoguht zb stunk But Was LowKey Kinda Interesting. and zb thought man is this andy guy clumsy. Oh well
🦅: How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?
Oh fuck i forgot to give Andy friends. Ummmmmmm Well the thing about futurama is that its a running joke That people hate zb. Its so sad but he handles it so chill i love him But he considers them his friends and thats what matters. I guess HIS Bestie would be farnsworth. As for andy i think hed be sorta aquaintances with everyone but i think his bestie would be amy. anyway They hate seeing us together #They dont want our love to exist. It's because we're really stinky and disgusting but when i told amy i had a crush she was like eww :/. but i support ❣️ So theres that at least. As for zb when he tells it to farnsworth hes like That's disgusting LOL But i'll help you because theres nothing else to do in my god forsaken life. Farnsworth tries Via inventions he makes to get other people to like you (Like love potions or whatever) and zbs like no thats a terrible idea I want him to fall in love with me #organically. And with amy she tries to make us go on double dates and it sorta works. And then theres bender who hates both of us who somehow does MORE to push us together than farnsworth and amy combined. Hes like i hate you two losers Did you see what andy put in his diary about you zb. Corrrrny corny shit LOL I laughed. And then zb's like You have a diary. You Write about Me in your diary. and andys like What lolllllllll idk what you talking about. runs away <- And plenty more situations of that caliber. So the guy who hates us is better at being a wingman than our actual friends.
🌙: Who has to force the other into having healthy sleeping habits? How well does that go for em?
I actually dont know anything about zb's sleeping habits. I think he would take naps a lot and sleep regularly. I think hed force me to have them but in a kinda chill way like comeon Go to sleep please -_-. But we're both adults We can take care of ourselves so he doesnt push it that much and i do go to sleep like around an hour after him at least. #NormalCouple
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Sigh, I’ve been trying so hard to find this abyss aether fic about how you’re besties w lumine while her evil brother seduces you and you gotta wobble back to the teapot after dark and pretend you’re not walking funny😭 but all I’m finding are people who don’t understand aether AT ALL or kids who have no actual social experience NEVER MIND SEXUAL trying to make a wattpad wanna be fic and that sounds mean! But like if you see the fic that were on top of the abyss aether tag a few days ago😬 like from crazy dialogue that would make even toddlers cringe to aether being an OC. Like it pains me to say it but the twins are literally the same hoyoverse has no writing talent so people being like “xiaolumi is better than xiaother” my brother in CHRIST they are lit the same ship!! Y’all draw aether like he’s low budget lumine anyway🙄😒 like dotn get me wrong aether in a maid outfit is 🥴 but not all of us can be tops some of y’all lying trying to make aether an uwu baby bottom when y’all have never held hands w the opposite sex. Like I’m salty I keep accidentally reading garbage!! Y’all don’t know him like I do!! Abyss aether is very calm and mean! While lumine is more fucked up mean and cruel, I think abyss aether is more resigned and apathetic like “I have to do what needs to be done, how I feel on the matter doesn’t matter” and he has a soft spot underneath all that. Abyss lumine is the type to read by nightlight while she has you tied up screaming your lungs out as she’s been edging you for like 4 hours. Aether is the type to pretend that he doesn’t want to do this😔 “I’m sor try love but you have to be punished” as he’s like usuing electro to overstimulate you. Very much calling you cute nicknames and caressing your face all the time; but also will make you sick him off during boring meetings w the abyss lectors. And I would do it too he deserves a break😇 I had a dream (I was watching some weird ass movie) that I was taken “hostage”(I wanted to be there) by abyss aether and I was roaming around his weird ass abyss castle and stumbled into his bedroom the second he walks out the shower💀 like I was so shook I woke up gasping for air. I would let that man break my back and he would if I asked nicely!
LMFAOOOOOOO YOURE SOOOOO TT
That's exactly my thoughts with any ship that involves the twins like one is not better than the other because they're literally the same person LOL People argue all the time that they're different and honestly, maybe they are but I dont care!!!
Omggg if you find any fics send them to me because that sounds soooo good I can never find any good abyss!twin fics...... LOLLLLLLLLL i believe you about the wattpad-sounding works because sometimes I see some works that make me scratch my head and the tags are always SO wrong TT even ao3 is hurting these days and I always thought she would be there for me!!!
I am not that big of a sub!aether fan... it's fun to read sometimes but like that's all anyone makes of his personality and i hate it!!! he's crazy!!! he's not your uwu boy like get up... get up!!! i like abysstwin!aether but then again I just love the abyss twin because im soooo tired of the traveler #snoozefest
your dreams are soooo LMAOOOO it sounds like a good yandere fic idea if i've ever heard of one!!!
SEND ME THE FICS YOU FINDDDDDDD (and like hehehe)
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