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factual-fantasy · 6 months

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27 asks! Thank you for all the kind words! :}}}💙💙💙

@network-warrior-01

Funnily enough I have been thinking a lot recently about making my own web comic, right here on Tumblr! I have a lot of concepts, although I don't know if I'd make a separate comic just for the Factual Fam. I feel like they kind'a already have a web comic..? In a way.?

And I feel like if I made a story driven comic about us, separate from the ones I'm already making.. It would feel.. idk, off? My lil guys are meant to be with me, going with the flow of whatever's going on with my blog/my life. This is their story. Their lives with me are their story. If that makes sense?? I'm not sure if I have any other ideas in mind for them.. what would their world even look like if I wasn't in it or if it was different from what they have now..??

But on the other note, could you imagine? Me? Making a 100% original comic? With my own original characters, story, and world? Its a daunting thought. The sheer amount of stuff I would have to plan and the amount of angst I could inflict on ya'll would be insane <XDD

And yeahh,, the fanart thing would be a problem... <:/

The four of them sit together at the base of my stuffed animal pile. Nice and cozy! :}}

@cudlycorncornsworthcoberson

Actually the quilts are rather deceiving, they're just for show! <XD Bibi was conscious and could talk when he was still a picture. And he became a drawing without the use of a quilt. Jangles had a quilt but was still a picture. He was later "brought to life" with my pen!

The thing about all that life stuff, quilts, pens.. its honestly just for show. Those things don't bring them to life, I do. The flashy ways I do it are just for fun <XD

And about Cici! She was talking! And I think kind'a the idea as to why Jangles could hear them both was not only for the spooks. But becuase Cici and Gerald's concepts were so strongly developed at that point they were basically fully fleshed out characters. Their bodies just didn't exist yet. Hence the "I cant see" I hadn't stitched her button eyes on yet!

So basically their personalities and designs had been thought out. They just weren't there yet. But their presence was still so strong.. And Jangles being a picture kind'a bridged the gap between the concept world and the drawn one. If that makes sense??

He could still hear them after he was drawn though, I guess its an ability that he kept even after being art-ified..? <XD My lore's a little whack- its best not to look too far into it!

Also thank you! I'm glad you liked it all! :DD

Like I've said before, the best way to show you care is with comments. That's what would make me the happiest. :)

And sure I will! Some comics and random cameos here and there.. I already have some comics in mind.. 👀👀

I haven't seen the Puss in boots movie, but something tells me you're right XD

Hmm.. I don't actually know.. That's a good question :0

I guess they would react the same if us humans found a group of people like that. And what would humans do? Probably report it to someone?? <XD

@minophlia

XDD Thank you! I'm so glad you like me and what I make!! :DDD

Giant scary abstracted monsters that attack anything in the vicinity?? Nope nope nope!! Jevil would FREAK OUT and Immediately warp them out of there with a mirror. Cant risk anyone getting hurt!

That's not a half bad idea! :0 I'll see if I can remember to get around to it <XD

Also thank you so much!! :DD

All I know of punch out is from smash bros. And I got beef with Little Mac. Anytime anyone plays as him they always kick my butt XDD

I imagine Jevil wouldn't tolerate it much. If Jax was being a butt towards Jevil that's one thing. But as soon as he starts to direct that to anyone else in the group- especially Seam.. Then there's gonna be a problem. :x

Seam would be annoyed. But its likely the same as Jevil. He doesn't really care about his antics, but as soon as its directed at Jevil or someone else.. well then there's a problem-

@abaroo

Thank you so much!! :DD And of course I held his widdle hand! He needed the emotional support! He was making the biggest decision he's ever made in his life- <XD

And you're welcome! <XD I'm so glad you liked it! :}}

No no no no that is the wrong habitat for me!

I need to be put in a cardboard box with all the flaps open except for 1. There needs to be a grassy/muddy floor and a bowl of water.

Then put this box out in your backyard in the pouring rain. Don't give me anything to warm myself, and only feed me refrigerated watermelon. Now THAT'S what I call a comfy habitat!

@multiverse-city

Thank you so much! :DD I appreciate the compliments!! :}}

Although I'm sorry to say that I don't want me and my critters to show up as background characters.. <:( Sorry!

He probably has a couple of times yeah. Maybe right after big events or shows he got pushed over the edge and crashed.. :(

He might..? But I think Freddy would want to give Bonnie space.. Becuase when Bonnie is overwhelmed, that's what he wants. Is silence and space. And when Freddy is around Bonnie he would try to be really quiet and not move around too much..

So many siblings...

My only thought is that my version of the Daycare Attendant would better fit the role of Kaufmo. :0 The idea that he suddenly disappears, only to reemerge as a monster..

That, and I would shoe horn a bunch of unnecessary angst in there XDD

:DD Thank you so much!! :}}}

WAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! Its so nice to hear that even though you knew nothing about the characters, you still loved my comic!! :DD And thinking my critters have depth?? And feel human?? WAAA THANK YOUUU!!! I try to give them all separate personality's and really put some emotion into them, I'm so glad you've noticed! It seems to be working! :DD

And again a thousand thank you's for the compliments to my sona! :DD The bloodied hands and dripping face getting worse and worse as the comic progresses to show my exhaustion,, even the comically placed hands! I put a lot of heart into all of it and I'm so happy that you've noticed!!

Thank you for all the kind words! Sending platonic love right back at ya!! :DDD 💙💙💙

@anartistwhowrites

THANK YOU!! :DDD

<XD Noooo don't cry! Thank you though, I'm glad you liked it! :))

@beryl-shade

One word; Horrified.

Aww, I'm sorry it made you cry! <:(( But I'm glad you liked it none the less! <:}}}

@badlyblurry

Darn <XD I had it match my Tumblr's theme.

@crimson-thinker

My main thing is it just feels like they "stole" what I made and drew it without asking me. And then turned around and gave it to me as a gift. Which obviously isn't what fanart actually is. But that's just how it feels.

But hey, your ask has many more reasons for me to not like fanart <XDD

The idea I had was they can use Power-Ups purely becuase they're human. Like, something about just being human gives you access to the power the Power-Ups have. .

Do you have a different idea though? I'd love to hear it! :)

#my response #fnaf security breach #undertale #deltarune #jevil and seam #octonauts #factual fam #the amazing digital circus #super mario bros

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skatingbi · 6 months

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Guys imagine...Chopper new to the strawhat crew and he wants to do like one of those routine physicals with everyone and also just get to know them n shit.

Chopper like "How do you ALL have PTSD symptoms what the heck guys" and everyone just shrugs bc fuck if they know lmao

Zoro and Sanji alone are two whole cans of worms he's already mentally preparing to open, Luffy is your token ADHD kid with both inattentive and hyperactive types. Nami SEEMS fine. Except not when she tells Chopper about the Arlong pirates and he immediately makes a new page of notes.

So chopper sits everyone down and is like "Okay so. If you ever need to talk about something, ANYTHING, im here for you!" and everyone is super touched by how kind this kid is.

Everyone in some capacity does, and theyre like little therapy sessions. Some talk to Chopper more than once a week and he's perfectly fine with that. He likes helping the crew he's become a part of. Some actually talk about what affects them (nami and usopp) while others will just bust in with the most random shit known to man (luffy and i KNOW sanji would too u cant tell me otherwise). Regardless chopper listens no matter how small it is.

The only one who doesnt visit is Zoro. At first, Chopper doesnt think much of it. Zoro likes to keep to himself anyways and the kid doesnt wanna force anyone to talk to him about their problems, its counterproductive anyways to try and do that. After thriller bark, though, Chopper sits Zoro down against his will.

What he does learn though is that Zoro doesnt want to add more baggage to whatever chopper is dealing with. Despite chopper's reassurance, zoro refuses to stress the reindeer out. Its not even because zoro thinks he needs to be strong, its because zoro sees chopper as like a little brother he wants to support and take care of.

That totally doesnt make chopper tear up at all. Nope.

Zoro does talk to chopper that day about some stuff like Kuina, his childhood at the dojo, him being a pirate hunter before meeting luffy, and a few stories from before chopper joined. If they were friends before this theyre definitely best friends after.

After that, maybe once in a blue moon, zoro will go visit chopper. Sometimes he'll take a nap and other times he'll talk about something mundane. He's probably only talked about something serious maybe twice, but chopper still listens no matter what.

#Chopper is the crew's therapist #as an aspiring therapist chopper would be a really good one :)#he gets serious when he needs to #but he also is silly #anyways chopper and zoro are like adoptive brothers #u cannot argue #im right #tony tony chopper #one piece #roronoa zoro

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adriabun · 9 months

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angel this is your free pass ask to go ham about whatever’s on your mind w petyle. i am laying down, kicking my feet, and listening 👀

ive been sitting on this in my inbox for so long just trying to collect my thoughts and so many ppl have asked me that...now it is time.....ok

i think the thing i want to talk most about is the beginning of their relationship and what their relationship actually is ...like what about it is making me lose my marbles...i want to get all of this information out because as the ceo of petyle i need everyone to understand how they are characterised and how to correctly view their relationship. anything outside what i think is simply lies and flanderization..../hj.........

i typically default to college-age setting so thats what ill be centering on but my ideas of their dynamic can be malleable to other ages (canon, high school, post covid at a stretch etc)

pete has always been interested in kyle from a distance- theyve never really spoken, but after stan becomes a normie again after his goth stint michael points stan out at school like 'look at that conformist lol' and petes like 'yeah what a loser. also who the fuck is the guy in green.'

we've seen from basic cable where he has a crush on sophie that he isnt necessarily afraid of putting himself out there when hes interested in someone but hes kind of awkward about it. so he approaches kyle a couple of times to see what his deal is. this makes all the other goth kids INSANE like not in a negative way they r either in disbelief (michael, firkle) or think its hilarious (henrietta) that pete has a crush on kyle, he massively denies its a romantic thing tho bc hes not a gaywad...he just wants to know whats up with this guy and why hes so interesting

ngl kyle is probably suspicious or at least confused as why pete has started talking to him once hes over the initial weirdness he realises pete is kind of chill but the award palatable small talk hes trying to have with kyle is really annoying kyle def snaps at some point and asks him what the fuck pete is trying to gain out of this because its obvious hes not being himself.

pete is stubborn enough to not back down atp, hes not gonna let a conformist own him like that. so he starts being himself so much, to a degree where hes almost saying 'you wanted this, fine here you fucking go' in order to make kyle upset. but it doesnt work oh no!! kyle finds his goth eccentricities and pessimism so stupid thats its endearing!!!

nothing between them is inherently romantic or even entirely..friendly. more than anything they enjoy annoying each other in a constant loop of quips and rolled eyes. but theres just like.. something fiery underneath they wont address until they get wasted at a house party and let the alcohol do the talking

i have a habit of favouring either onesided petyle (on petes side ofc) or one that ends with a bad breakup because #stylesweep so a lot of my thoughts are biased towards that sort of ending. i just like relationship/situationship angst ok ...ive been there many times. a part of this angst is the idea that theyre each just 'the best they can get' in the moment. Pete's too internally self loathing to think kyle is actually in love with him or anything. theyre just having fun. its not serious. he refuses to think into any of it emotionally, though its kind of eating him up inside. meanwhile kyle is literally just taking it as it is. he feels a little guilty. he doesnt like pete like that (???) but he cant deny flirting and fooling around with him is fun. and also a distraction from stan getting back with wendy.

anyway thats what i have for now. let me know if anyone wants any more i guess. or any specifics about their actual relationship that i have bouncing around. idk!

#THANK YOU ALISTER CRIES #south park #sp petyle #pete thelman #kyle broflovski #petyle #answered

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freebooter4ever · 1 year

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So you guys know i (try to) post daily doodles, and i have said before that i draw for about 2-3 hrs every night. BUT that also means i dont post about like 80-90% of the drawings i do each night. Today though, i've been thinking about A*I and my own relationship with drawing, and how utterly baffled i am that anyone would want to use it to like...draw for them..and how the concept that *tell a computer what art to do so i dont have to do it* is alien to me. So here's ALL the drawings i did tonight. The bottom one is the last one i did and the one i would normally post. And i want to talk about A*I without talking about good or bad end product. Because i dont care if im making the shittiest art in the universe - i still wouldn't use A*I. Not even as a ‘tool’.

If you've been around here for a while you know i have a love/hate relationship with my art. I write too, but writing doesnt make me so frustrated and angry that i want to throw my computer out a second story window. HOWEVER. There is a huge caveat to that anger.

It happens after.

You could look at it a little like hockey. Every game is fresh, right? I mean god knows the US made an entire movie about how every game is a new game and the odds could always fall in your favor no matter how stacked against you. So every drawing i go into it excited - like LOOK at that reference material, its gorgeous. The gesture is beautiful, the post is interesting, there is something about it that is just begging to be drawn. But then say you hit intermission in the hockey game and the opposing team scored a few points. And i step back and look at the drawing and realize i started to go wrong somewhere along the way. But its too late now, you gotta commit and keep going. And you do but somehow the final score is STILL 6 to 0 and thats when i want to flush all my art down the toilet and never look at it again. But its okay because the next drawing is going to start with a blank canvas and who cares what happened last time.

Ok maybe a bad example.

The product is never really what drives me to draw - i mean, sure i do like it a heck of a lot better when i have something /anything/ that i can post to show that im sticking with my everyday doodle. But its not a requirement to doodling. The process of drawing is always fun. Its when i come out of it and look at the stupid thing that im like ‘well fuck i fucked that one up again didnt i’, and THEN i get annoyed lol.

I dont sit there consumed with frustration over ‘gee i dont know what to draw’. This is never an issue. I HAVE TOO MUCH TO DRAW. Sometimes i avoid certain gifs/photos because in the back of my mind im like ‘yeah no, i havent leveled up that far yet, i cant do that justice’. But i dont want to admit the sheer number of images of geno alone i have saved. I think my biggest reference folder is still aoki and that has over two thousand screenshots - i dont think anyone will ever surpass that LOL. I have a never ending supply of practice art to be done.

The frustration comes when i have an image in my head and i want to get it down on paper so-to-speak (computer whatever). So - when im NOT using reference (or at least not an exact one) and am making an ‘illustration’ (ish). But again, the process isn't the issue. I like the act of drawing, i like the image in my head slowly taking shape, i like how vividly i can see it. Yall know how obsessed i am with personality - that's not just part of the drawing, that IS the drawing. And each deicision in the illustration is defined by the personality/character.

A computer can't fucking do this.

Could i maybe tell a computer ‘draw geno in the shower’. Sure. And it probably could. And if i didnt care about the process - if all i wanted was a very good drawing of geno in the shower....that probably would be fine. Maybe great even. Maybe it would be the best damn drawing of geno in the shower ever. And then i'd feel like shit because a machine is producing art that is more valuable to other people than mine ever will be. But holy fucking shit that ruins the entire POINT of drawing???? Why would you do that?

I mean, im sure yall can infer the entire point of the act of drawing geno in the shower. He's hot, he's wet. ANYWAY.

In my opinion, a person who wants the end product and doesn't care about the process of getting there....that person is not an artist. That person is someone who enjoys art, and probably thinks they have a lot of good ideas to make into art, but who doesn't feel that pull to make art themselves. They just want to buy art. And they want it cheap. And mindless computers being trained in seconds on the decades of creativity and hard work of art masters is a heck of a lot cheaper than a human.

And the hardest part of all this for me is how worthless this makes me feel - nobody wants you, they want that automatic button. Kinda like my dad that way (haha)

#geno #doodles

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w-izxrdwheezes · 1 year

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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒.

iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

a story in which two second choices choose one another

part two of six, link to previous & next parts here [one] & [three]

originally posted on wattpad [ 4 parts have been posted as of now! ]

THEY WERE OFFICIAL, officially all anyone at school was talking about that is. turns out the other students at school didn't really appreciate the fact that the two most attractive people there, were now no longer available — or they wouldn't be for much longer anyway.

"i cant believe your sister (y/n)! i've liked him since first year, its just not fair" a girl from your class whines, her words making you mentally laugh, try 11 years. instead of saying your thoughts aloud, you try to diffuse the situation slightly "if they make eachother happy i don't see the problem" shrugging as you pick at your lunch, your eyes meet one of the other girls, her own eyes rolling as she lets out a harsh scoff. "of course you'd say that, she's your sister" her dark hair flips over her shoulder as she bats it away in agitation.

truth be told, you didn't know these girls very well — only hanging out with them during class events or the lunches you didn't feel like being with your sister and the team on. "still a valid point though" you hum, the two girls eyeing your lazy form with matching scowls

"well i think it's just a pain! me and oikawa would be a much better fit!" she preens, smiling at whatever fantasy was cooking up in her mind, the other girl nodding along earnestly "and if me and him got back together now, he'd see how wrong he was to break up with me!" you had forgotten she had dated oikawa, and to be honest, he had probably forgotten too.

sighing as you discreetly start to pack up your lunch, the two girls start talking amongst themselves: bitching about your sister and preparing to throw their panties off for oikawa if need be — not like you were one to talk, he made you just as weak in the knees quite frequently — but it was starting to put a real dampen on your mood; you needed to get out of there.

"i'm gonna go see if they have any cold juice boxes down in the canteen, i'll catch you two later" turning on your heel with a small wave, you don't wait for their replies; they were used to your flakeyness anyway.

humming as you make your way down the hall, lunch in hand, you head for the cafeteria — knowing it was the most likely place for the team to be due to the rain; there or the gym. sending the few classmates you pass a lazy smile. you huff tiredly upon finally reaching the canteen doors, the rowdiness from inside already giving you a headache. "here she is, our main girl!" makki's voice calls out once he notices your entrance, the corners of your lips quirking up as you make your way over to him and the others.

seeing as there was no spare seats though, you merely shrug, about to move over to sit on the neighbouring table, matsukawa quickly stopping you with a teasing grin "c'mon baby girl, why don't you sit on daddy's lap?" he jokes, tapping his knee invitingly with a wink. almost choking at his words, you let out a loud cackle, his eyes lighting up at the action, pleased with making you laugh and getting rid of the glum smile you had held before.

raising an eyebrow at him you grin mischievously, taking the offer and settling onto his lap comfortably, laughing as he stammers beneath you in surprise — not actually expecting you to do it. "i told you he had a daddy kink makki, n' did you listen? no." makki howls at your words and your friends shocked expression, slapping his chest as he almost chokes on his lunch, one of the first years helping him out by giving him a light thump on the back.

"you're so vulgar (y/n)! people are eating, you almost made makki choke for god sake!" shiraishi chides, oikawa nodding along in agreement, though he was smiling nonetheless "i'm sure he won't be the only one choking at this rate" matsukawa pipes up, winking over at your sister and oikawa — quickly regaining his cocky attitude, even though his hands were still resting on your hips almost anxiously. "matsu-!" everyone shouts, oikawa and your sister flushing at his words as most of the team members cackled behind their hands.

you laugh at his teasing words, the implication still stinging as you chuckle along with the others, your eyes glancing up to meet with iwaizumi's, his stare confused as you send him a cheeky grin and a wink; his brows raising as his lips quirk upwards slightly. "you're all so rude! keep it pg-13 people!" oikawa shouts, iwaizumi rolling his eyes as he mutters for the brunette to be quiet "ohohoho, who said we weren't talking in a pg-13 sense? he meant choking on their food obviously! how did you take it oikawa?" you send the flushed brunette a teasing grin, laughing as his cheeks light up an even brighter red "you know what he meant!" he whines, the team laughing as he hides his face behind his hands.

matsukawa and makki both send you a quick high five as you all chuckle. your eyes catching onto the way your sister gently pries the team captain's hands away from his face, their eyes meeting as she sends him an amused grin, one he reciprocated with a sheepish one of his own. you felt your knuckles clench at the exchange.

iwaizumi seemed to notice it too, both of you meeting eyes once again as he raises a brow, head gesturing towards the exit — a silent question. placing your lunch down on the table infront of you, you quickly take out the sweets you had packed earlier that morning, gesturing to the food in welcome "you guys want this? i'm not really hungry today, so you can all share it if ya want" smiling as the members all nod their heads eagerly, sending you quick smiles in thanks "i'm gonna go grab a drink from the vending machine though, looks like they've ran out of apple juice here" you smile again, standing up from matsukawa's lap and nodding over to the canteen.

everyone around you nods passively as you brush your skirt off, though matsukawa grabs your hand gently before you started walking off "you want me to come with you?" he asks almost hopefully, but iwa quickly cuts in "no it's alright, i'll go with her, you enjoy your lunch" this earned a few confused and interested expressions — nobody ever really seeing the two of you alone together.

you smile at him as he stands beside you, giving him a quick nudge with your elbow as you both make your way towards the exit. you're pleasantly surprised as his hand reaches down for your own, the two of you weaving through the crowds, this would definitely raise a few questions with the others later on; but honestly you couldn't find it in you to care.

"you look like shit" he says as you make your way through the hall, heading towards the courtyard at a steady pace "you're really charming you know that?" you joke, your words making him grin lightly as you pass by a few of your classmates once more "but yeah, just been having a shitty day, how bout' you?" you ask, earning a tired sigh from him as you continue to walk.

you watch as he runs his free hand through his spiked hair, eyes on the ceiling as he swallows thickly, your vision focused on the way his throat bobs "honestly yeah, me too. just sucks seeing them together i suppose" you hum at this, nodding your head and tearing your gaze away from him as the two of you make it to the courtyard — walking under the sheltered pathway to avoid the rain "i hear ya, i keep saying stuff like 'as long as they're happy' and whatnot, but i'm starting to realise how stupid that is" iwa turns to you in slight confusion, gesturing for you to go on

"i just don't get why their happiness the priority, why do we have to sit back and suffer i guess" you let your words drift off uncertainty, embarrassed with your choice of wording, the dark haired boy at your side hums, sighing as the two of you finally reach the vending machine. you detach your hand from his, digging through your pockets to try and find your money.

letting out a cheer of accomplishment, you pull out the coins with a prideful grin, iwa rolling his eyes at the childish display "i think i know what you mean, but what can we do about it? can't exactly tell them what to do can we?" he scoffs, shoe scuffing against the concrete in agitation

"no, i suppose not, it is technically our own faults" you sigh, eyes roaming the vending machines display in search for a drink that suits your taste, giving a small 'whoop' when you notice how the drink you wanted was the last one there "lucky!" you cheer joyfully, iwaizumi staring at you strangely as you shrug "it's the small things in life" he laughs at this, head leaning back as he stares at the rain clouds outside of the shelters cover.

grabbing the drink from the machine, you smile, linking your arm with his as you usher him to the secluded corner — not planning on going back quite yet. "you look like you've had an extra depressing thought all of a sudden" you note, rubbing his arm soothingly as he chuckles softly. "i was just thinking." he pauses for a moment before continuing "oikawa is always first, he's always the one people see" you let him take a moment, his eyes downcast as you shuffle closer to him for warmth "that stuff never really bothers me, but for once, i wanted someone to be watching me" he lets out a glum sigh, eyes meeting your own as he bares his insecurities to you "i wanted her to see me"

you nod at this, mirroring his sad smile before a thought pops into your mind, an eager grin crossing your features as his cheeks flush in slight embarrassment, assuming you found his insecurities to be funny.

"i'll watch you!" you exclaim, making him glance at you in confusion, brows furrowing as he gives you a bewildered stare "i mean- maybe not the way you want to be watched and i'm not exactly my sister, but i can start wearing your jersey at games and stuff?" you offer, grinning.

he hums at this, understanding what you meant — kind of, you were always a little confusing with the things you said. "i promise i'll just be watching you!" you smile, iwaizumi's cheeks flushing at the implication "i have just now realised how much that sounded like a love confession-" you chuckle bashfully, rubbing the nape of your neck as he snorts

"whatever idiot, but-" he pauses for a moment, a soft look gracing his features as he smiles at you gratefully "thank you, i'll try my best to be just as showy as that dimwit so it won't be too difficult for you"

grinning as he grabs your hand in his own once more, the two of you shake on it, understanding that it was a favour of some sorts, you'd both prove to be a distraction; and really that's all you needed right now.

"told you us being therapy friends was a good idea" you tease, iwa quickly shoving you into the rain as you squeal "i'm not walking with you when you look like a drowned rat — too embarrassing" he snickers as you quickly rush back into the shelter to take cover from the downpour once more

"now i'm regretting it!"

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noroi1000 · 1 year

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I've read one of your match-up asks for jujutsu kaisen and thought "ooh they're so on point! I should ask one as well!" So if you're willing and have the time setting me up with one of the bois ~ ^^

How should I start this.. (honestly first time asking anything lol),oh well:

Im 24 y/o gal, gemini sun (libra moon and rising if it means anything), and an INFJ. Apearance wise im an averege height and weight, green eyes~ hair changing all the time cause I love coloring it lol. I love animals, learn and experience new things, and the color pink :p

Used to be super shy and quiet and some people would say I still am, but I've become much more social thru the years. I'm very curious about people and.. anything really- I believe the more you study the world and talk to more people the closer you are to what we call "god" (So I'll be glad if we could become friends too lol). So its not a surprise that i dvelve pretty deep in conversations and subjects- if something peeks my interest I'm obsessed with it for a loooong time.

As a partner I usually pretty affectionate,light hearted (unless I'm in a bad mood), love to surprise and just vibe with whatever feels like it in the moment.

Umm.. wellp idk what else to add. Dont wanna write a whole autobiography here.

Cant wait to see who u picked to be my boo~♡ lol

And thank you in advence ofc 💕

I think your Jujutsu kaisen matchup is

You wrote that you used to be shy, but now you are more and more open. Well, with him you can say it's the other way around.

He's not shy. More mysterious and sometimes eerie. That would be a good term.

He likes to spend time with people, as long as they are people close to him. People around him must be someone he can trust.

He keeps quiet and ignores strangers. Among friends, he is almost the soul of the party. He talks, he laughs, he'd do the wildest shit there is. Even though he is a more reasonable person. If you look at it another way, he always takes responsibility. He does not blame anyone, but evaluates the situation rationally. If anything has a greater share of his fault, he will take it all upon himself.

Topics that attract and interest him will be explored by him. It doesn't matter what people think about it. The important thing was that it caught his attention and he couldn't look away.

Besides, every theory can be explained. Anything that doesn't make sense to someone else may actually make sense. That's why he always finds solutions. Even if it's to find out the truth or win something through manipulation. But he would never do that to his loved ones.

He cares about someone he cares about, he is kind and affectionate. He shows affection and closeness. He supports at all times and there is no moment when he will not be there. He is always with you, especially when you need him.

Headcanon:

• The first encounter is almost terrifying. He saw something intriguing about you. And if you were interested in him too? After all, anyone can meet anyone. What matters is that you both want it.

There are different types of people. You are someone who learns more after each conversation. Guessing the state of a person. Understanding other people's feelings. Perceptiveness to the intentions of others and to lies.

During your first meeting, there was not a very developed conversation. It was more quiet. Your friends may have told you to sit with him until you finally get along. Same with him. A moment longer made you find out that your behaviors are similar.

You learned more about the mysterious man who was just too observant. You found out that you caught his eye 😉

• Finding answers to all your questions. It's something that connects you. Even though he finds the answer often by accident.

The more you talked, the more you found answers and learned more and more about him. Making it always nice to surprise him and making him smile.

• The most carefree, calm and minutes when you are alone at home. Where you can be together and just cuddle. He would let you do anything. He pampers you. You get everything you want. And he does all this just so he can always see your smile on your face.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen geto #suguru geto

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gayspock · 24 days

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etc. ok i will shut up now he keeps saying this

sometimes i think its just the lack of closure. like its just nothing ever gets resolved. even the most saddest, pettiest shit. sometimes i sit here and laugh abt how fucking dumb i was for getting upset over certain things when i was like a stupid teenager or whatever. and then its like i dont know. it was really dumb. i can see why it never mattered & why no one ever realised or cared. or probs laughed abt it behind my back. but i just wish there was some sort of bookend to it . i wish i wasnt just constantly fucking miserable and crying and for nothing to ever change & for it to just peter out and the world just always keeps turning without you. something something. so consistently fucking stupid . like no matter how bad it gets its always just another fucking continuation of the same bs . and its still self-contained. and i say i feel i feel like an idiot for getting upset abt shit when i was younger. cuz it was dumb. but its less so like ahaha it was in ur head but completely the opposite like. you stupid fucking cunt for ever thinking tht like... you meant enough for people to notice when ur upset. or that you could ever do that thing well... or this that the other... feel so fucking dumb sometimes i dont know why i felt like ... idk . i dont think i ever thought anyone would gaf and i knew that deep down or that maybe it would all be ok in the end. but i thinkpart of me at least had some delusion that maybe it would change . maybe not matter in the end. but at least someone outside my fucking head would at least nod and acknowledge it as occurring . i think i could have been put into a fucking terrarium like 7 years ago and i dont think anyone would have ever noticed or cared if i wasnt such an attention seeking cunt about it. something something you could have killed yourself ten billion times over and it is as worthless as your sorry existence. something something. random thought of i feel fucking insane sometimes i wish i could fucking say half this shit to someones face properly instead of doing it in a silly little blog likei have over and over again c. and lets not unpack tht. i havent fucking talked to someone properly in so fucking long i cannot fucking do anything i am so fucking braindead at this fucking point i let stupid popcorn tv run in the background and i dont remember where i am any more and i feel like clawing my fucking skin off thinkingabout how cute quirky it is cuz i cant manage anything and it sets me off crying blah blah whatever what did you do what did you do for weeks nothing i lay in bed i felt nauseous for 50 fucking hours and when i dont i go out i try to jumpstart something i do try i feel nothing i cant focus back in ive been replaying the same fucking static over and over for months i cant fucking read i cant fucking watch anything i start crying about how isolating every fucking thing is because its all been touched by other people and i cant even fucking think a sentence though and so what do i do i blag blag blag on here to try and simulate the thought of being existant or whatever like i dont fucking know i think realistically i should delete everything and just shut off and then ride it out properly because it wont fix it but its less fucking embarrassing and as established nothing fucking fixes it nothing makes it bette ri wish something i did i do all the things people say and it just gets exponentially worse something something there is no fucking fixing it there is no repreive nohthing helps even the mindless shit maeks me fucking start to melt down . its embarrassing that this at least keeps me vaguely coherent and its not even real and god knows of course its still censored and cut down to fucking shreds like. do you ever wish you could just be truthful in what you think and for it to matter or whatever . does anyone feel like this. we should all go to hell or somehting. i dont mean any of that.

#egg.txt

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leoxxii · 5 months

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so yesterday on my walk i was thinking bc you know like. mental health walks or whatever. technically mine are more physical health walks bc i dont get much activity time but whatever not the point.

so i was thinking about like. ok im not lonely but its like. i have a lonely existence. i dont feel lonely or alone but like, objectively i am, if that makes sense??

i dont really have friends. like i have mutuals on here but we dont really talk and tbh its like, definitely my fault for that. and i was thinking about how ive basically NEVER had friends. like i had "friends" when i was in preschool in kindergarten, but they were more just classmates than anything else. we didnt hang out after school or do playdates or anything like that. i was never anyone's first or even second choice for anything. i only got invited to stuff the entire class did.

and my family like moved a lot. at some point we moved back and i went to that same school again and even though my class like, recognized and remembered me, they all like... moved on. nobody wanted to be my friend anymore. and once again i think it was on me.

and i dont think im an asshole or anything like that, i think im just. boring. im quiet and boring. i dont do anything, my ideal day would revolve around me being completely alone. i dont dislike people, but im so far away from being a people person that its like. ruining my relationships?

and i was on my walk and i realized that like. i know lots of people. no scratch that probably everyone has felt out of place at least once in their life. but i genuinely feel like i have never fit in. and i think its bc so much of life and society and everything puts emphasis on social activity. and i just like,,, cant do it.

i dont like talking. like, i CAN. if i really really try i can force conversation, i can force myself to go along with things, but i basically never initiate conversation bc i just. i dont like it. i like silence and gift giving and actions to show love. ive never been one to say anything to signify my thoughts or feelings. its like... my family are the only ones im comfortable enough around to talk to, and even then its mostly just my sister and dad. and its definitely a rare thing. only when im really invested in whatever someone else is talking it.

but like. so much of friendship and just humans in general require TALKING. i cant be friends with someone i dont ever reach out first. i cant be friends with someone i dont talk to. thats just sort of how it seems to work. and ive never been that guy. ive always been told i was a quiet kid, that i was a horrible conversationalist, that i was too shy. and like i am i guess anxious around people a bit. but i dont know if i ever was shy. i think i just didnt like talking. thats just like. who i am as a person.

i do like my internal dialogue. like, im not just sitting in complete silence all the time. i just am content with my own company. i think. maybe thats why reading and writing are so important to me? i can write and write and write about the thoughts in my head but i hate trying to voice them to another person. talking into the void like this feels so much easier. maybe im just bad with people and i need practice. i dont know. but i think im just,,, not cut right for what the world wants a person to be. i dont feel like a social animal. i mean, id probably get lonely if i WAS fully alone. this isnt like some weird alpha man who needs nobody and cant rely on anything kind of thing. i know im probably just taking what i have now for granted. but. hm.

so its like. its weird. i cant do small talk, i cant fake laugh, i never have anything to talk about. i dont DO anything, because ive always been content being by myself. i need a couple hours of silence and alone time every day or i get stressed and miserable. and i know i need to just get over it and TALK to people and reach out first sometimes and actually be a person. but it feels so. impossible. its like im just bad it. i do a bad job at existing around people. is this just normal introvert behavior and im just stuck around extroverts my entire life? does everyone feel like this? is everyone just faking it forever? at my old job, people started to not like me and look annoyed whenever i showed up, because i didnt talk to them and was too quiet. i answered with yes and okay to most things and that was it. i just worked in silence the rest of the time. everyone else didnt like that. they wanted to talk to me. i made no friends. i barely made acquaintances. i feel like im just doing this whole thing wrong, but its like. i feel bad about not talking bc other people want me to. i dont WANT to talk more. im fine with this little bubble im in. it just sucks that i feel like im making other people feel upset or disliked or unwanted when thats not true!! i like being around people, most of the time, and i dont mind being talked AT. i just. i dont want to HAVE to add more things in just for the sake of talking.

i dont know. i forgot most of what i was thinking. this is mostly just like a dump of words and thoughts. ive been weird the past couple days. but whatever. i wont even delete this!! its just void talk anyways. its not even talk. im just typing to nobody. maybe its the expectations. god i dont even know anymore. tumblr's starting to lag from all this text i think. does any of this even makes sense?? i dont know if im like. articulating it well. as i said im not good with this kind of stuff.

ok well thats out of my system for now i think. bye void

#cw vent #not really but i guess it is maybe? tagging anyways #so like i dont have a pointwith any of this just like. i guess i realized im keeping a lot of stuff internalized and typung it out might #might help #and u know the whole. not talking thing. so im just gonna start dumping my thoughts on here #i mean its my blog. i can feelings dump on here #so thats. yeah. ok typung is getting very laggy and broken now im gonna stop

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thesugarhole · 1 year

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last day i have to put up wit train strikes and waking up so so early to get here on time and for the waiting times between. so im reading romac in between. on phone so no funny business. stopped at bench and men

anyway

dont ever ask a woman her age a man his salary and vitaly how the geography of romac looks like

eureka was apparently partially new york but i know bc of worldwide photo shoots they later use places like paris on the bg so thats funny. i guess whale arc (is the whale stuff still there?) multiple alien and monster and annet chases and various flying machines could get you there, if the world map is still about the same

i guess im pointing it out bc i saw someone make a weird map connecting. idfk or even remember but the atlantic ocean wasnt there anymore

"He could only communicate with me via a copyrighted form of speech available to the Unconnectable population- talking loudly."

thats not copyrighted to unconnectables thats copyrighted to portuguese* come ooooon man

everything in this world needs a fookin loicense god what a nightmare

🤨

sorry i just dont buy this. first of all from having read the original comic before second of all because hes just some guy in both versions (who just happened to work for g-dir, best of the worst type deal) and third of related to the second of, it all feels like they pushed a role on him he didnt even knew existed and it all went downhill from there.

if he really was one of the catalysts of the apocalypse though rather than just being caught up in the aftermath (alongside PILOT!!!!) and omitting all that in previous POV logs for the unreliable narrator trope, then sorry tumblr sexy man that never was. i cant defend you here. you looked at yourself, said 'i can make her better' and then made her worse

number 2 also i just noticed. "infi"? miss ai generated number 8 pendant that ruined one of my favorite sequences in the original comic with 'is this a set ALMOST MISSED MY TRAIN STOP I THOUGHT WE WERE AT TUE ONE BEFORE

""Are you, really?" Infi raised an eyebrow. "Even that bench you're sitting on is charging you infractions. If enough tickets pile up, the Dexes will come and take you away. You know what they do to big debitors, Sven. You know what they turn people into. I'm sure you won't like wearing a smile on your face forever.""

ok so. if i recall correctly people in too much debt get killed and turned into dexes and idk if all dexes do the same job but in pilots case he became a debt collector or something. aka kill more people to create more dexes

and in most panels of him pre apoc without the pilot gear he didnt seem too thrilled about anything, facial expression wise. what im getting to is, it could be something added in the rewrite but it would be interesting if part of his character design had a smile stapled on whether he likes it or not.

well for what its worth hes happy now, only vaguely aware of his past

anyway- svens gone but the seagull lived? i dont think this bench would know if its the same seagull. also how are you talking to it? the bench lost whatever little mind it had djhgsjfj and this is positive character development

The User flickered peculiarly and suspiciously in my time-worn sensors, just like... Infi did.

AI girlie nonsense aside i guess shes's intriguing me a bit. if anything she's the true unconnectable leader and scapegoated snippy. but also youre still not baiting me with the "is captain infi???" rewrites. i know how to count. (<- gonna look foolish if this later happens anyway. "am i that out of touch? no. its the author thats wrong") (speaking of counting haha very funny that sven and steven, names sounding like seven, meet infi, represented by an 8/infinite, and some undisclosed time later the somewhat sentient bench they were on meet captain (also known as seven). basic homestuckology

these side little detours into the world that was are fun i think. but again, most (all? honest to god i dont remember anyone named infi being a part of anything going on) of this was already in the original so ya

#*was gonna say piigs for inclusion and insult reclaiment but ehh sensitive topic still ig #sugar.txt #reading romac

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ravenousnightwind · 2 years

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All the shit I talked about are pretty much triggers for me. So instead of sitting back and holding it in, I just express it. It all started just by thinking about autistic experiences and how each vary.

People talk about yeah needs and like comfortability, but the moment you say something idk..that they don't agree with? It could be about literally anything. They attack, and it's always bothered me. Anytime someone doesn't use logic it bothers me. It makes me feel like I'm back at school or whatever and kids are whining or complaining how I'm different or teachers saying there's something wrong with me. Fuck all that bullshit down the toilet. I have a right to be upset about it. Whether its in the past or not doesn't matter. It's happened online as well as in person, and I'm sick of it.

It sends me over the edge and it makes me think really bad shit. Like everyone else is allowed to have triggers and idk..ticks, but I don't because I disagree with certain kinds of attitudes. Fuck off then. You don't have to listen to me and I don't have to listen to you. You know what though? I'd like to, if it was in a way that was respectful. Half the time it isn't. People just go hog wild and all their little rules go out the fucking window. Well you know what...go find a therapist or just blog about it. That's part of why I'm here..so I don't do shit like that. I can be crazy or say whatever I want and at the end of the day it's my feelings and it isn't about anyone else.

I have trauma too..and I'm allowed to be upset when people don't treat me with respect or like an actual person. I try really hard online and in person to understand people, so don't fucking talk about me like I don't care or I can't imagine. YOU CANT IMAGINE WHAT ITS LIKE FOR ME TO HAVE TO DEAL WITH YOUR FUCKING ATTITUDE!!!!!

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sidshypotheticalife · 2 years

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lets talk about the movie before sunrise before i started to pull myself in to the trilogy

my summary: my first ever glance to this movie was probably on tiktok, and it screams basic, like literally. i have no fucking idea ab hows the actual whole story of the movie, i have no thoughts, no interest, not invested. but THAT VERY PARTICULAR EDIT makes my hopeless romantic instinct sparkles and all i know is two days ago, i was watching it. fuck the basic, fuck on being overrated. this movie brings me back alive.

i know romance movies are whatever they call cringe nowadays. but THIS MOVIE gave me most emotions i cant specifically tell by words. it just gain my standards in half good and some bad ways. i am always so amused by some kind of love story that digs love into different forms and terms, romanticizing it as if it is what it is.

by all the means i always wanted to me in a monogamous relationship with whoever it is lucky enough to be mine one day. and of course an intimacy within a proper amount of the liberty of being annoying, talking too much, tmis, being ugly, having full-faced makeup, switching aspirations, telling stories, and stuff. being not afraid of having some moment of silence, being not afraid of losing your temper, being not afraid of not having any subject to talk about.

celine and jesse have that kind of intimacy. celine and jesse OWN that. its their signature. thats what i envy and adore so much. they have an extremely healthy pack of trust and respect, so for whatever it takes, you'll never have any problem being you anymore, ill never have any problem being me anymore, its like the saying you're my best friend part of the song 'you are in love' by taylor swift. its like having yourself a home when you finally get to throw away all those guilts, all the fakes, all the imitations, all the lies, and just being told secondhandedly that you can be whatever you prefer to be now, you're safe here with me.

my favorite lines:

celine: have you ever heard that as couples get older they lose their ability to hear each other? supposedly men lose their ability to hear higher-pitched sounds and women eventually lose hearing on the low end. i guess they sort of nullify each other or something. jesse: must be nature’s way of allowing couples to grow old together and not kill each other, i guess.

jesse: that’s what i like about traveling - you can sit down, maybe talk to someone interesting, see something beautiful, read a good book, and that’s enough to qualify a good day. you do that at home and everyone thinks you’re a bum. celine: i like that though. but its like my favorite American writers. they describe everything you wouldn’t want to live through, and yet you cannot stop reading of this exciting, boring life.

celine: i kind of had this obsession a few years ago about creating a new form of expression. it was of course an abstract and lost quest, but i was feeling all art forms seemed used up. i was especially rejecting words. they seemed so rusted and dirty. and they’ve been used for such evil ends. sometimes, you know, language is so limited. its like… if you think about it… this is an individuals mental experience and perception and… this is how much can be expressed through language. we just don’t have words for so many of the impressions we have. so most of our life we will never be able to express to anyone.

celine: i'd say to my dad i wanted to be a writer and he’d say journalist. i'd say i wanted to have a refuge for stray cats and he’d say veterinarian. i'd say i wanted to be an actress and he’d say TV newscaster. it was this constant conversion of my fanciful ambitions into practical moneymaking ventures.

celine: if you have parents that never fully contradict anything you want to do and are basically nice and supportive, it makes it harder to officially complain. even when they are wrong. its this passive aggressive shit. i can’t stand it.

celine: i think i am afraid of death twenty-four hours a day. thats why im on the train. i could have flown to Paris. im just afraid of flying. even though statistics say its safer, i cant help it. when im sitting in a plane, i already can see an explosion, me falling through the clouds. im so afraid of the few seconds of consciousness before dying. i mean, when you know for sure you’re gonna die. i cant help anticipating the worst. like, i was in the park with this friend of mine. there were little kids playing around. this mother was throwing her child up in the air. my friend was smiling and thought it was so wonderful, and all i could think of was her dropping it. i could already see all the blood on the ground. the big panic, the mother crying… i think like this all the time. its exhausting.

celine: i think people go to places like Venice on their honeymoon to make sure they are not going to fight for the first two weeks of their marriage because they’ll be too busy looking around at all the beautiful things. thats what people call a romantic place somewhere where the prettiness with contain your primary violent instinct. a real good honeymoon spot would be like somewhere in New Jersey.

celine: i hate being told by strange men to smile, just to make them feel better about their stupid lives. i hate that three hundred kilometers away a war is going on. people are dying. and nobody knows what to do about it. i hate how the media tries to control our minds. its a new form of very subtle fascism. and i hate in a foreign country each time i wear black or lose my temper or express an opinion about anything, everyone always goes: “oh, its so French, its so cute.” oh, i hate that.

jesse: it seems like a lot of people are talking about past lives and all that. and even if you dont believe in that in a specific way, most people have some notion of an eternal soul, right? anyway, my thought was, if we all have our origins at the beginning of human history in some way, where did all the current souls come from? the earth’s population fifty thousand years ago was not even a million people. ten thousand years ago, it was only a few million. now, the earth’s population is between five and six billion. thats about a five-thousand-to-one split of each soul in just the last fifty thousand years, which is just a blip in the earth’s time. at best, we’re just a tiny fraction of a soul. is that why we all feel so scattered?

celine: oh, here she is. this is the one i remember the most. she was thirteen when she died. that meant something to me because i was that age when i saw this. now im ten years older and she’s still… thirteen, i guess.

celine: why does everyone think conflict is so bad? good things can come out of conflict.

homeless poet: daydream delusion, limousine eyelash oh baby with your pretty face, drop a tear in my wineglass look at those big eyes on your face, see what you mean to me sweet cakes and milk shakes im a delusion angel, im a fantasy parade i want you to know what i think, dont want you to guess anymore you have no idea where i came from we have no idea where we’re going lodged in life like branches in a river flowing downstream caught in the current ill carry you you carry me that’s how it could be don’t you know me? don’t you know me by now?

celine: no, but it’s my biggest fear. to be one of those people with that sort of academic, liberal, detached view of everything. that whole attitude has nothing to do with really living. jesse: who's to say what’s really living?

celine: whats that Thomas Mann quote? “i would rather participate in life than write a hundred stories.”

celine: i always feel like im observing my life instead of living it. at my grandfather’s funeral, even though i loved him, it seemed everyone else was mourning and i was too busy observing them; each of them was like a paragraph of a book i might write someday, describing every emotion in detail. jesse: i know. i remember when i was younger listening to my parents fight and feeling like i was in an after-school special on TV. thinking i should act moody, or depressed. i should steal some cigarettes and sunglasses, get caught, and then blame it on the fact that i come from a troubled home. celine: yeah, i think im always so much more happy with books and movies and stuff. i think i get more excited about well-done representations of life than life itself.

liz: no matter how empty the world seemed, no matter how degraded and used up the world appeared to be, anything was still possible.

celine: when you start talking about women and men, there’s no end. jesse: i know - its a skipping record. people have been trying to figure it out for millenniums. every artist has tried their hand at it… celine: and no one’s come up with anything.

the whole phone call scene :) i mean who doesnt add it as an ultimate favorite (im too lazy to type it all down)

jesse: see that guy? we'll never see him again. that was the one moment our lives intersect. celine: i always wonder about things like that. like, think of the bag he is carrying. i wonder what is in it. if you think he’s carrying a bomb to blow up the opera because he failed his audition for Don Juan, then his serious expression becomes this angry, vicious face. but if you imagine in his bag is a present for his young, dying wife, then he becomes this poor, sympathetic character who you want to give a big hug to.

celine: its a beautiful thing. i like the idea of dance as being a common function of life, something that everyone participates in.

celine: i really believe that if there’s any kind of god, he wouldn’t be in any one of us - not you, not me - but just this space in between. if there’s some magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone else, sharing something, even if it’s almost impossible to succeed. but who cares - the answer must be in the attempt.

celine: when you talked earlier about after a few years how a couple would begin to hate each other by anticipating their reactions or getting tired of their mannerisms, i think it would be the opposite with me. i think i can fall in love when i know everything about him - how he’s going to part his hair, or what shirt he’s going to wear that day, knowing the exact story he would tell in a given situation. im sure that’s when i'd know im really in love.

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viharbinger · 2 years

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hi bee 😻😻!!! can i request scaramouche and sibling!reader fluff no incest ofcourse ^^ (first time requesting sort of nervous 🧍‍♀️)

Scaramouche and sibling!reader HCs & Drabbles

date: 3/4/22

pairings: platonic older brother!scaramouche x sibling!reader (they/them pronouns, gender neutral)

warnings: kind of kidnapping 😭, mentions of blackmail, threats, bullying, its all fluffy and funny though trust me, no yandere scaramouche in the building!

a/n: HI RYUUKO!! Ok can we talk about how back then we speculated Ei to be his sister and he wanted to save her bla bla bla, WELL TURNS OUT shes basically his mom. BUT GUESS WHAT?? The Raiden shogun puppet MIGHT AS WELL BE HIS SISTER. WHICH ONLY SUPPORTS MY OLDER BROTHER SCARAMOUCHE THEORIES. idk. Idk. Im just all in for older brother!scaramouche that i live on the crumbs for him being soft for children and elders. ok im jsut rambling now lets get w the request 😭🙏

Scaramouche would be. The BEST brother ever. I mean it.

He would be so protective over you oh my god

Got any bullies? Well not anymore! They know not to ever mess with Scaramouche's little sibling. I mean you cant blame them, the man is a menace!!

However, if they ever continue to harass you or anything, he's literally gonna threathen them with blackmail.

Your bully was tied up with rope, sitting on a chair in the dark, squirming as Scaramouche continues to threathen them with malice.

"So you're the reason why Y/n always comes home crying?" The bully cried in response, refusing to answer the question as they knew whatever they answered, Scaramouche wouldn't be happy.

"So you are? Well what if THIS were to get out?" Scaramouche threatened, swiftly pulling up a picture of the bully taken with the Kamera up to their face. The picture showed them dressed up in a pink tutu with heavy clown makeup on their face.

"Please, no!" The bully sobbed, Scaramouche tsked a response. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. So you promise to never even go near Y/n again, speak of Y/n, or even so as to look at Y/n again, and this picture will not get out in public."

The bully nodded, not wanting their reputation to be in shambles. Scaramouche sighed, untying the rope on their wrists to let them go. The bully scurried away from him, tripping on the way, all the while crying loudly as they ran, running past you as you walked towards the room they were previously in.

"Scara?" You asked, entering the door to the dark room. He looked at you as you continued, "What was that? Why were they here?" You quizzed, your face scrunched up in confusion.

"Oh, nothing. Just had to take care of unfinished business." He patted your head, walking out of the room while hiding the picture of your bully away from your sight.

Anything you want? Scaramouche would steal buy.

Makes sure to always stop by places that sell your favourite things, be it food, kimonos, hell even toys because Scaramouche is willing to do anything for you.

He seems like he doesn't care, but he really does.

He'll listen to you ramble on and on about your day with a poker face, but really, he is intrigued! He can remember everything you say about people you've met or even about petting a random cat you saw on the way home.

He'll do anything for you because you are his only kin, your only mother had abandoned you both and now he just wants to protect you from anything that comes your way.

Overall he is just an amazing brother, he loves you and would hurt anyone that tries to ruin that.

#scaramouche fluff #genshin x reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x sibling reader #bee writes #scaramouche imagines

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gilmore-angel · 3 years

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your hands are really soft // N.L x reader

Summary: being Neville's best friend since first year means you've picked up on things he does when hes nervous, and this is one of those moments.

Genre: fluff

Warning(s): panic attack, Snape slander (as we should), kiss at the end, I dont think anything else.

A/n: this is for @depressed-barnes 300 writing challenge!!! I used the prompts 8) Squeezing hand for comfort and 20) “Can I hold your hand?”. Heres the link to the original post. I lowkey hate this fic but whatever. Also idk if this is 300 words or not becauseI wrote it on my phone so sorry about that. Likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated! Hope you enjoy!!

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Neville Longbottom is a quiet, shy, nervous young man, being his bestfriend you know this better than anyone. You also know his nervous habits, bouncing his left knee, chewing his bottom lip, rapid blinking, and right now he was doing all of those, and you could understand why. You two were currently in potions with Professor Snape, the greasy haired man scared both of you. It wasn't strange for him to be on edge while in potions, but normally it's not this bad.

You leaned over to Neville, "Nev, you okay?" You whispered.

Instead of getting a verbal answer you got a frantic shake of the head, shaking no. You could see his chest falling up and down rapidly.

"Are you having a panic attack? Do you need to step out?"

"Please, I cant breathe."

"Shhh it's okay, its gonna be okay."

You raised your hand.

"Yes Y/n?" Snape said in his usual flat tone.

"May Neville and I step out for a minute? It's very important sir." Talking to Snape terrified you, but it was worth it for Neville.

"Has anyone died?"

His question shocked you.

"I- no sir."

"Is anyone going to die?"

"No sir."

"Then your fine, now as I was explaining..."

You had never wanted to punch a man more in your entire life. You looked over to Neville, only to see his eyes filled with panic.

"Hey, its okay. Class ends soon okay? Is there anything I can do right now to help?" You tried to sound as calm as possible, though inside you were also freaking out. The thought that he was being forced to just sit there while hes having a panic attack was awful to think about.

"C-can i- never mind, its stupid."

"No Nev, you can tell me."

"C-can I h-hold your h-hand?"

Your cheeks grew warm as you thought about holding hands with him. Although you were completely flustered you gave a nod and a warm smile. Your fingers intertwined, it felt so strangely right. He was warm, soft, perfect. Though you didn't notice, he was redder than a tomato. He'd been dreaming of this since first year. Holding your hand sent a wave of peace through him.

You sat hand in hand for the rest of class. When class did end you both awkwardly removed your hands from each other. As you were walking out of class you felt him tug your arm into a empty classroom. You stood in awkward silence for a minute until you finally spoke.

"Uh, why are we in here?"

"I- do you trust me?"

"What?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Well yeah, I do."

"Okay, can I try something? Just close your eyes."

You closed your eyes. After a few moments you felt warm breath on your face, you knew what the was doing.

"Is this okay?" He was worried he would make you uncomfortable.

"Yes, please."

After what felt like forever he softly placed his lips on yours. The kiss was gentle and sweet, just like him. You pulled away with soft smiles on your faces.

"Was that okay?" He asked.

"More than okay."

In the corner of your eye you saw a clock, showing that it was time for your next class.

"O-oh, we better get going." He said still processing the kiss.

"Yeah, your right. Let's go. Oh also."

"What?"

"Your hands are really soft"

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Hi!! I wanted to ask, in celebration of Deltarune CH. 2, do you have any updated thoughts and head canons about the game?? Like, y'know, similar to a previous ask about Kris in your Deltarune tag? Thanks!

thoughts on kris part 2 i guess???? (part 1 from ch1 here lol)

spoilers for deltarune like woah. this wont be kris focused just random thoughts on everything. thank you for giving me the opportunity to talk

not that many thoughts for this chapter tbh! EDIT LOL: this was a lie i have a lot of thoughts

-just in general i feel like the player isn't the only one controlling kris... like yes the player forced kris to do what happened in the snowgrave route but AT THE SAME TIME idk it feels like there's someone else too. just because of the terrifying voice i suppose. and also the jerky movement kris does every time they get their soul out? unless there's another reason for it... maybe getting your soul out means you walk weird lol

-BUT ALSO i feel like kris is 100% in control when they create fountains. idk it just makes sense kris would create them. to create another world, a better world, A WORLD WHERE THEIR BROTHER IS HERE PERHAPS? i do wonder why they get their soul out then though. i'm all for it sweetie! do whatever! i support you!

-(i am and will be playing deltarune with only kris' best interests in mind. i will not hurt anyone unless kris wants me to. dont worry my little meow meow im on your side! talk to me! no? okay ill stay under the sink its fine)

-speaking of asriel. SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER (starts crying) V-VACATION COLLEGE WHEN

-kris misses their brother so much it's so sad. if you make kris steal 5$ from asriel they take it "reluctantly"? talking to asriel online so often even alphys knows?? the google search?? GOING INTO ASRIEL'S GOOGLE SEARCH ROOM WITH THEIR EYES CLOSED BECAUSE THEY'RE CONVINCED THEY ALREADY KNOW WHATS IN THERE? THAT ONE IS LESS OF A MISSING THING BUT IM LIKE OH MY GOD

-the city walk with susie at the end makes it clear to me that kris really values susie's friendship... kris even sits with her if you spend long enough near the lake like aaaaah ;_;

-and even in snowgrave you spend your last acts with the final boss calling for your friends like YES there's a way bigger creepy aspect to this (kris as more of a Leader who Commands and commands their subjects to come) but still :'0 (and then noelle answers oh my god noelle im so sorry for the trauma)

-berdly. listen. listen. listen. liste

-berdly sucks but [berdly hurts his arm in the battle against queen if you don't save him because he doesnt want to hurt you] [berdly realizing smg's wrong in snowgrave and immediately taking steps to save noelle] berdly is my little crumb nugget. i will protect him.

-noelle. noelle. girlboss!

-like ooooh listen. hearing about the genocide path for undertale. made me go "that is SO COOL. i HAVE to experience it myself this is great. hehehe killing time" and like no regrets. i was fully enjoying the experience knowing i was an awful person. SNOWGRAVE THOUGH. i will never try this myself its too fucked up. casually grooming your childhood friend to murder people <3 and also acting like a weird stalker towards her <3 stockholm syndrome speedrun i will get all the info i can about this but i will never do this myself

-people remarking the kris/player>noelle relationship is similar to the relationship between player>chara in genocide path is like yes. chefs kiss. don't worry we just are making you stronger and everything will be fine "you made me kill my friend? and for what?" this is fine sweetie don't worry about it!!!!!!

-like the amount of details added to snowgrave, like if you equip noelle's watch she notices later? and her battle animations change as time goes on, she gets an ice shield and stops sighing in relief after battle? oh my god? oh my god.

-(berdly is not awake.) JUST KILL ME RIGHT HERE I HAVEN'T STOPPED THINKING ABOUT BERDLY NOT BEING AWAKE!!!!!

-also why didnt he turn into dust. so many possible reasons. is magic a thing in the normal world and perhaps no magic means no dust (theres graves). maybe he isnt dead. maybe hes braindead. maybe he'll come back. either way that boy is now in the closet big enough to put someone in

-also dess' name probably being december AND THATS WHY NOELLE LOST THE SPELLING BEE?!?!??! FUCK ME UP!!!!! JUST FUCK ME UP!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!

-also so many good pixel art this chapter. too many? i didnt need pixel art of cardboard noelle falling on the statue. like thank you but please. please it hurts my game artist brain.

-the expressions in this chapter were also top notch. all the unsettling noelle expressions like (i fall over face first)

-i threw away the ball of junk (which i already tried in ch1) and this time the game was like "ARE YOU SURE BC THIS IS A BAD IDEA" and kris felt bitter :'( (it deletes all your items in the dark world)

-i uh fucked up and skipped the susie+noelle scene bc listen last time ralsei mentionned seeing what susie is doing we missed some PRIMO LORE. turns out it just makes you skip the scene and you dont get anything new. welp

-speaking of ralsei well you know. he exists. but im stuck on him going "i just wonder what being ralsei-like even is...?" ralsei my dude there's so much i could say about this. do you feel like you can't be ralsei-like because you feel like you have to be asriel-like

-but also that makes no sense bc susie hasnt even mentioned ralsei looks like asriel. and i cant imagine asriel being so meek. so WHAT GIVES

-ralsei as kris’ “i wish i was a monster just like my bro and family and i’d look like asriel but with red horns [THE HALLOWEEN COSTUME] and my name would be something cool like ralsei instead of a boring human name like kris and im sweet and cute because thats how i act with asriel because ASRIEL MADE ME” theory because that would be cute.

-ASRIEL GOING TO THE CHURCH TO CONFESS HIS "SINS" WHEN "SINS" AREN'T A THING IN THE ANGEL BELIEF LIKE I KNOW THIS INTERACTION WAS TREATED AS A JOKE BUT WHAT THE FUCK ASRIEL?

-kris definitely has a connection with the big red door in the city, judging by what the kids say they probably went there... i feel like this place's dark world will be the Final Dungeon you KNOW some shit happened there. also the sounds you hear when you go there is the phone dark world call's sound slowed down? AND AFTER SNOWGRAVE APPARENTLY YOU CANT HEAR IT ANYMORE? HUWAH?

-speaking of songs the songs were all so good, My Castle Town rules, the berdly snowgrave music is stuck in my head, flashback is uwah wuahah, Until Next Time is so good, AND ALSO A FRIEND NOTICED THE DARK WORLD CITY THEME IS JUST tHE SONG 74 (MOST NOTICEABLE WITH THE SNOWGRAVE VERSION)?????? WHAT DOES IT MEAN????? it might be just "hey its just reuse" BUT MR FOX YOU KNOW WE'RE GONNA READ INTO THIS IS NOELLE THE ONE SINGING IDK BRO!!!!!!!!!!

-asgore dreemurr fired from the force what happun!!!!! game theory is that asgore is related to dess' death/disappearance but eh who knows

-you start the chapter at lvl2 and get to lvl3 after the final boss, a friend mentioned this is probably because we destroyed a world and im :0

-to go back to kris it's still so interesting to figure out who they are based on how they act/people mention them. like kris shaking the ferris wheel car? yeah makes sense i can imagine a pranking kid do this. kris' dance? yeah thats a little silly but i can buy it. doing cool anime poses? well i dunno this doesnt line up PERFECTLY but sure. BUT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN SNOWGRAVE... especially >proceed like that is such a weird thing that i can't imagine them doing, but i can't completely see the "player" doing either (compare with going to sans -which kris doesnt know- and going "SANS!" because of course the player would know sans), like THATS one of the reasons i feel like there's someone else in there. the weird robotic merciless actions. if im going super meta it feels like there'd be someone else like writing the choices into existence for us to pick you know? gaster probably? god i need to read more gaster theories i completely sidestepped the gaster shit bc i wasnt interested. anyway just spitballing

-(looks at big shot guy) please dont make him the next tumblr guy i beg you

-obligatory "queen was great" mention if only because this part made me laugh a little bit too hard

that was a lot. thank you for letting me talk

#ask tag #deltarune #deltarune spoilers #snowgrave spoilers

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