#oh fuck me what is this podcast even doing to me I’m going insane
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I FUCKING KNEW IT. I FUCKING KNEW IT WE WERE ABOUT TO GET A SHERLOCK’S BIRTHDAY EPISODE. I’VE LITERALLY POSTED ABOUT IT YESTERDAY I’M A FUCKING GENIUS
#sherlock and co#please excuse me#I’m deeply sorry for my behavior#I’m just SO EXCITED#I’ve made a post LITERALLY YESTERDAY wondering if the next episode will contain sherlock’s birthday#considering bbc!sherlock was born on 6th of January I think#I actually started screaming when sherlock said it’s his birthday#and just went on Tumblr in a speed of light to yell to you guys#and normally I wait till the end of episode before checking Tumblr to avoid spoilers#oh fuck me what is this podcast even doing to me I’m going insane#john watson#sherlock#sherlock holmes#goalhanger podcasts#goalhanger
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"But werewolves aren't real?" || werewolf! 141 x werewolf! reader Part 3
Future pairings = poly 141 x reader
Chapter pairings = 141! x reader
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[Chapter 2] --- [Chapter 4]
Summery: After moving out of the big city and into the forest, you meet some men that might have some awners about whats been causing your pain.
EXPLICIT under the cut, also gets angsty this chapter
Blinking blearily you feel someone noseing at your side. It was Gaz, he motioned for you to follow him. Yawning, you follow him a bit deeper into the woods, a bit further away from the pack. He stops and presses against you making a small happy chuff. He circles around you, before pressing against you again and you both transform into human, flushing as you realize you are both naked.
“It’s okay Duck, just needed to talk to ya.” Smiling he places a hand on your shoulder “I didn’t wanna do it infront of those ruffians..”
That draws a soft laugh from your lips and you look at Gaz curiously.
“So you might have noticed that me and you are much much smaller than the other three” Gaz took in a deep breath “This is going to sound ridiculous, I’m sorry Duck,” Smiling nervously Gaz looked at you sweetly “We are omegas and the other three are alphas..”
You sputter a knee-jerk laugh “W-what?” looking as Gaz confused, you had about one hundred different ideas of what he was going to say and this was not one of them.
“I know, it sounds ridiculous.” Gaz shakes his head “I told Price he was crazy when he first explained it.”
“I thought those didn’t exist in real wolf packs? Like it was exclusive to podcasts?” You look at Gaz still not quite believing him still.
“Well Duck, don’t know if ya’ve noticed but we aren't actual wolves and I promise we aren't a podcast..Ghost hates them- any podcast- said they drive him insane..”
“So what is the um difference other than the um size difference? Or is it just that we are a different size than them?”
“Uh, it affects the um- reproductive system.” Gaz flushed “Basically we can get pregnant, we generate lots of slick, um I’m sorry Duck but we also go through heats- the others go through ruts in all fairness..It's a bloody nightmare.”
Staring at Gaz surprised and a bit incredulously “But I’ve never had any of that happen?”
“Duck you had a device that prevented you from shifting, Soap had one and once it came out um- he went a bit feral..”
“Oh um..Did he go into-” ducking your head you look at Gaz curiously “-rut?”
Gaz snorted, not meanly, nodding his head “He was a nightmare…”
Thinking for a second you bite your lip “That doesn’t sound good…I um don’t even know what I’d do…”
“Something to consider but we all would in a heartbeat offer to take care of you during your heat, we don't’ have to do anything sexual we just want to make sure you stay safe..” Gaz looked at you reassuringly “in a heartbeat we’d help” he stressed.
“What? What do you mean sexual” feeling a presence behind you, you see Price, in his human form- naked of course. Your face is right at dick level. Fuck. Flash of arousal passes over you before you shut it down, blushing.
“You get really horny.” Soap says bluntly, appearing next to you and getting up in your space. Playfully licking your jaw like an overgrown puppy.
“Oh!” you squeak.
“I know this is all a lot, love.” Price helped you to your feet, brushing the dirt off you.
Flushing, you feel another spark of arousal- it had been so long since someone had touched you. It was so foreign and almost terrifying- you haven't felt like that since before you got bit. All four of the men turn to you, their nose picking up on it instantly. You flush, running a hand over your face “Sorry..”
“Don’t apologize Duck, it’s normal- you aren’t in pain right now” Gaz smiled “We don’t need to do anything, I know this is a lot yeah?”
Nodding you look at the four men.
Soap grinned “Well at least you aren’t like me, I was insatiable- wore out these three proper..”
Gaz barked out a laugh “Never been chapped like that...”
Price huffs a laugh.
“Come mer’ lets get ya home, it’s gettn’ cold” Ghost motioned for everyone to go back into the house, staying behind everyone- herding you all into the house.
Stepping back into the house you shiver- you hadn’t realized how cold you were. Looking at the digital thermostat it told you it was 38 F out. Made sense you were so cold- you were also naked.
“I’m gunna go put on some clothes.” You pulled away from the group, you didn’t feel uncomfortable being naked but it wasn’t proper to be naked around strangers. Right? Did that count if the strangers felt like old friends?
“You don’t have to~” Soap teased, looking you up and down.
That earned him a cuff behind the ears from Price and a pinch from Ghost.
Soap pouted and frowned but stopped.
“We should be putting on our clothes mutt” Ghost chastised Soap huffing at him.
“It’s not an issue?” Pausing on the stairs you tilt your head “I- um don’t mind..” you say hesitantly, but you really didn’t want them to put back on their clothes with how mouth watering hot they were.
Soap grins and looks up at Ghost and Price, Gaz smirks too.
“Sorry that came out bad- I um you can put on your clothes if you want I’m sorry..” Blushing as you realized how perverted that sounded.
“Whatever you want, Duck!” smirking Soap gave Ghost and Price the biggest smug look ever.
“Alright, alright..” Price huffs “Listen er’ we should probably get going- we don’t want to impose and we need to get some stuff done..You should relax, love”
Nodding, you felt a stab of disappointment. It made sense, why would they stay at a random stranger's house? It didn’t matter if you were also a werewolf. They had literally met you only earlier today.
The men quickly dress, Soap very begrudgingly. Gaz pulled back on his lace thong very showy, smirking at you- flashing his sharp canines. Soap skulked pulling on his shirt first then pulling up his jeans, only doing the button and leaving them unzipped. Him and Gaz seem very hesitant to leave, it makes you feel anxious.
“One of us will come check on you later tomorrow, love” Price says over his shoulder as he ushers the other men out of the house.
“Okay,” You nod again, closing the door as they leave.
Sighing, you go upstairs and take a shower. You couldn’t understand why you felt so lonely, like you had been left behind. It wasn’t rational! You wipe your tears as you move your pillowcase into the dryer.
The sadness you felt was all encompassing and painful. You end up showering and then taking a hot bath in an attempt to feel better but you only feel worse and worse. When you make it into your bed, with your clean pillow case you break down.
Big tears run down your face as you hold onto your pillow, sobbing loudly. You had never felt this broken and dejected before. You felt sick, scrambling to the toilet to vomit. Any time you feel semi-okay another wave of sickness takes over you, you feel guilty for vomiting up Soap’s soup.
He was so good even though he hardly knew you, feeding you, being nice…Then Price was good too, getting you your heated blanket, making sure you weren’t sick, getting Gaz to get the silver out of your body…Gaz, sweet Gaz- he fixed you right up, sitting with you as you woke up, pulling you aide, being so nice and accommodating…Ghost, helped you shift, made sure you got inside as it got cold.
You wash your mouth out when you finally feel okayish. You were still crying, feeling so incredibly distraught.
#call of duty#mw2#captain john price#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#kyle gaz garrick#john price x reader#simon riley x reader#kyle gaz x reader#john soap mctavish x reader#john soap mctavish x you#johnny mactavish x reader#soap x reader#john mactavish x reader#angst#a/b/o dynamics
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SPIRIT ARCHIVE: EPISODE ONE SEASON ONE; BLOCKBUSTER HORROR
"NOW WE ARE ONE IN EVERLASTING PEACE WE HOPE THAT YOU CHOKE, THAT YOU CHOKE" - EXIT MUSIC (FOR A FILM); RADIOHEAD
YOU ARE WATCHING EPISODE ONE
CLICK HERE FOR EPISODE TWO
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO
TIME: 7:30 PM
Jae: I'm Jae!
Ona: And I'm Ona!
Jae: And you’re watching The Spirit Archive.
Ona: The Spirit Archive?
Jae: …What?
Ona: The Spirit Archive???
Jae: What the fuck are you talking about now?
Ona: You added “The”.
Jae: Okay??
Ona: It's just Spirit Archive.
Jae: ……
Ona: ….
Jae: ANYWAYS!
Jae: Welcome to the very first episode, this is insane.
Ona: Literally.
Jae: We came so far in the past two in a half years…already have our on TV show.
Ona: It was about time; So Jae Jae on the way way.
Jae: “Jae Jae on the way way”….?
Ona: Explain to the people how this will go!
Jae: Basically you guys send us emails, and we read them, think of our theories, and then investigate the “Haunted” areas.
Ona: Afterwards we come back to the studio, go back over evidence and finally come to our conclusion. You'll see us back here in the studio every so often during the episode giving our opinions on what we thought during the investigation too!
Jae: Sadly, the camera crew cant explore with us.
Ona: I’m gonna miss you Dave…
Jae: So, heres our first letter from… South Park's very own! Ryen Miller!
Jae: Shelly says, “i told craig and kenny about this but they’re being so useless rn so i’m calling the best podcast out there. my friend mimi and i are at the video store i run, hiding behind a shelf of old war movies because there’s an apparition in my stock room. i’m pretty sure it moved to the basement but i’m not sure. advice?”
Ona: That's your fucking fault for not asking the pros first.
Jae: They asked for advice, not for you to start ripping into them.
Ona: They KNEWWW what they we’re doing.
Jae: Oh my goddd, what's your guess Ona?
Ona: To be honestttt, I have no clue, not enough info. What about you Jae Jae on the way way?
Jae: Oh you GOTS to stop.
Jae: My guess is it's a poltergeist spirit.
Ona: Whys that? Those are rare.
Jae: Uh well my guess is that Shelly seems pretty scared, right?
Ona: Okay..
Jae: And it could've knocked things down ya’know? We dont really know how everything first started. we definitely need to ask more details when get there.
Ona: Truuuue, mhhh okay. Well…Are you ready to start? Like this is our first big investigation.
Jae: Ready as I’ll ever be I suppose. Autobots.. roll out.
Ona: Are you dumb..
Ona: Let’s just go.. I can’t stand you right now.
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: IN FRONT OF THE VIDEO STORE
TIME: 5:15 PM
Standing around the outside of the off brand blockbuster-esque store, Jae can't help but wonder why exactly this is the spot for the first episode. The camera crew that were unable to enter behind them so they didn't get in the way standing around, making sure the equipment was all up and running alright.
"Are you not gonna help me with the equipment? Jae? Hellooooo?" Ona complains, holding a duffle bag of things the duo will need for checking out the store.
"It's not even that heavy," Jae responds, grabbing the bag from Ona's hands, "It literally just holds the stuff we need to put on ourselves."
"Okay.... so hold it while I put it on me first, duh!"
Jae turns to look at the camera that's currently recording with a blank stare, but looks back at Ona as she connects the equipment to her, holding a spirit box in one hand and a FLIR digital thermometer in another. She waves at the camera connected to the vest Ona's wearing.
"I look hot as fuck don't I? Don't answer I already know, your turn!" Ona giggles.
Jae puts their own stuff on them and checks their laptop feed to make sure it's working, when everything is set Jae slings a backpack containing other important equipment on their back, picking up an EMF recorder, she turns to Ona, "Ready?"
Ona shakes her head, "No. Is it too late to back out of this? Like what if we... die? Bro I don't know about this."
Jae blinks, once, twice, and a third time, "Girl if you don't get your ass in there."
"Why me first? Do you have some death wish against me?"
"Absolutely. No! Bitch, if I go first you'd probably leave me alone with this spirit to go get McDonalds!" Jae scoffs.
"Oooohh.. I could so go for McDonald's right now actual-"
"GET YOUR ASS IN THERE."
"You got it!" Ona jumps and speed walks into the store with Jae following closely behind her.
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO
TIME: 7:35 PM
Ona: You are so mean to me.
Jae: YOU THREW THIS RUBBER DUCK PENCIL AT ME FOUR SECONDS AGO.
Ona: Why can't we be friends...
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE
TIME: 5:25 PM
"Oh shellyyyyy," Ona sings.
Jae lightly hits the side of her shoulder, "You're probably more scary than the spirit right now."
"We're here!" The duo heard a voice speak up in the back, cautiously walking towards the back, they find themselves staring at Shelly who are huddled in a corner the 'War' movies section.
"Uh... Have you two been here this entire time?" Jae asks
Shelly nods, "Yes! I keep hearing crashing noises in the basement! At first it used to just be the in the stock room but awhile ago it moved to the basement." Shelly explains.
Ona glancing around the room, her eyes shifting the rather dark store, "And you two just sat? In the dark?"
Shelly pipes up, tone shaking, "We think it broke the fuse box! The lights went out like ten minutes ago.. I think."
"Just our luck.." Ona sighs.
"Any other information you can lend us?"
Shelly thinks for a moment, "No.. it's just been throwing things around quite often.. if you wanted I'm sure you could check the stock room and see the absolute mess in there."
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO
TIME: 7:42 PM
Ona: And this is where you confirmed in your head that it was a poltergeist?
Jae: Well, not necessarily, a lot of spirits interact with their environment and often or not manage to throw something around a few times. The distinguishing factor is how many items they throw or how often they mess with the environment around them. They almost always solely mess around with things and they can be dangerous, especially if the items they're throwing around are, but they are more like a nuisance.
Ona: Like a baby!
Jae: Sure, Ona.... like a baby..
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE ; BASEMENT (FIRST ROOM)
TIME: 5:39 PM
Shelly groans holding a camcorder and now equipped with some basic equipment, "How did you get me to agree to do this for you guys again?"
"You agreed to a deal of a 30 year supply of monster, five cents an hour, and early access to merch. Don't come for me here." Jae shrugs.
"Right but like I work here so shouldn't I get to be let FREE? Away from this place and outside in the parking lot? I don't know.. how about not record an episode for you guys?"
Ona rolls her eyes, "Bro, shut up. You're being paid what else do you WANT? You know what? Let me play you a tune on the world's smallest violin."
Ona starts rubbing her thumb and index together, humming a high pitched tune.
"Oh my god get out of my face, Ona." Shelly grumbles.
Before anyone could do anymore talking Jae abruptly stops walking, Ona nearly stumbling into her, "Dude what are you doi-"
"Sh."
Shelly and Ona still.
The basement is quiet and there are no sounds, it's scary and dark and you could probably hear the dust settling around you if it wasn't for the fact Shelly then sneezed extremely loudly.
"Bless you." Jae utters quickly, still scanning the rooms in the basement.
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO
TIME: 7:51 PM
Ona: Shelly sneezing pissed me off.
Jae: Does anything like.. not piss you off?
Ona: Stan Marsh.
Ona: Anyways, what do we know about the video store?
Jae: Well it says it was built in 1952 by Mr and Mrs. Boldswell and it was their pride and joy, it was eventually passed down to their son Harry Boldswell before being renovated by him and sold to a Calvin Checker.
Ona: Can't trust bitches who have the same initial for their first and last name..
Jae: .....
Ona: Would you QUIT with that blank stare at the camera I know you use it to make fun of me.
Jae: Anyhow, Calvin Checker accidentally had three employees killed in the mid 90s when a fire broke out in the room now known as the electricity room located in the basement. It sat vacant after the incident and then another renovation in the late 2000s came after another change of owner, this time to Harry's daughter Lyra owns it, and has been a staple in South Park ever since.
Ona: Any hauntings reported?
Jae: Yeah once, in 2014 a couple who were passing through reported to the manager on duty at the time that there was weird noises coming from the basement and that in the 'Comedy' section a few discs fell onto the ground.
Ona: So why are we going here again..? Like I don't wanna be anywhere near this place.
Jae: Because we got asked to? Ona, do your job oh my god.
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE (BOILER ROOM)
TIME: 5:46 PM
Ona was scared shitless, she was checking out the boiler room all by herself and was nervous for anything to pop out, per Jae's words, the spirit box was a way for communication with the poltergeist to happen. So here she was, asking questions with a camcorder propped behind her surveilling the room, to essentially... an empty room.
Gulping nervously, she asks "Is there anyone that wishes to talk?"
The spirit box ticks away before a random "no" is heard, and Ona frantically looks around the room.
"So..you don't want to talk?"
"Hi."
"Girl make up your mind the fuck? Okay.. if you want to talk.. uhhhm say my name?"
"Yasmine"
Ona scoffs, "Girl I said MY name not yours this is MY show."
"..na"
"I'm sorry what was that?"
"Ona."
"Nuh uh, I'm out this bitch." Ona turns the spirit box off, grabs the camcorder and runs out the room.
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE (STORAGE CLOSET)
TIME: 5:46 PM
Shelly was upset, not only did these two ditch them, but the two also made them do his OWN segment for their OWN show. This was not worth the deal that she made with Jae. Not at all.
Shelly sets the journal Jae gave them onto the ground with a pen beside it and sat there.
"I'm not talking to this thing, it can kiss my ass." Shelly thought, sitting on a chair, camcorder in hand.
Shelly looked around the storage room, it was rather big and hadn't been used recently, gathering from all the dust that lingered. The upstairs storage room was used a lot more often, as it was even bigger considering it used to be the manager's office before sales dwindled and now the manager's office was downsized to a different room.
Shelly thought about dozing off, but quickly shook that idea out of his head when she realized just where he currently was.
'Scratch'
Shelly abruptly sat up, trying to determine the noise they heard.
'Scratch, scratch, scratch, SCRATCH, SCRATCH, SCRATCH'
Shelly stood up and looked around the room before remembering about the empty journal and picks it up, shock evident all over their face when he reads what was on there.
'It hurts' and a bunch of scribbles all over marked the pages. Shelly didn't need to be told twice about anything and immediately ran out the room.
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: INSIDE THE VIDEO STORE (ELECTRICITY CLOSET)
TIME: 5:46 PM
Jae hums as she sets up the cameras around the room. Once the final camera was set she took a look at the set up she had; a few various non life threatening items were scattered about, such as a small pillow, a plastic cup, a tissue box, and an empty Pringles can.
Jae stood in the corner of the room and started calling out, "Oh ghosttttt... are you in here..?"
They could hear running, presumably from Ona and or Shelly, and sighed.
Jae waited a few more minutes in the dark before sighing and moving to start taking down cameras. When they got to the last one, the empty pringles can rolled onto the ground from where it was set, causing her to jump.
They look over their should to glance at the pringle can and just shake their head before turning back to removing the camera. The tissue box then is flung to the side of the wall near Jae's head and they pause taking in account of what just happened.
"Oh." Jae murmurs, "Well that was a dick move."
Jae collects the camera and grabs the items, being careful to not be hit by any of them, but fails because once she turned to grab the pillow, it was picked up by the spirit and flung at their head. Once it hits them on the top of their head, they pause and leave the room rather awkwardly.
"This ghost is a dick." Jae states, heading up the stairs.
CURRENTLY:
LOCATION: IN THE STUDIO
TIME: 8:03 PM
Ona: I'm sorry you called the spirit a dick?
Jae: Well it was... bro did not need to throw the pillow at my head.
Ona: Oh girl you are just asking to be killed by this thing.
Jae: We stream anyways, we don't need to be going there ever again.
Ona: Can't poltergeists like... I don't know.. attach to someone?
Jae: If they can then you should so hit up Di'ona [BLEEP] in South Park, Colorado, she lives i-
Ona: CAN YOU QUIT THAT!!!! I don't need a ghost haunting ME, besides if a spirit is haunting me it's haunting you too idiot.
Jae: What if I want the ghost to haunt me? Wouldn't that be sick? A little spirit buddy.
Ona: NOT A PISSED OFF SPIRIT. Are you dumb?
Jae: Ehh.. Tomato tomato, anyhow the evidence was pretty damning that there was a poltergeist haunting the video store.
Ona: Yeah, sucks Shelly works there, because we have no clue how to get rid of it. That's why our show isn't meant on getting rid of them! Just finding out if you really are being haunted of if it's a fluke.
Jae: Yeah well in South Park I'm not gonna be surprised if all these events we get are going to be turning out to be real.
Ona: True that.
Ona: I'm glad our first episode though was something real you know? Sure I was scared shitless but... we can edit my screams out later right?
Jae: .....
Ona: We're going to edit my screams out. Right. Jaeyoung.
Jae: We're glad you enjoyed this epi-
Ona: HEY! Answer me!
Jae: -sode and we hope you continue supporting us! Thank you for everything and..
Ona: ... Girl you got me fucked up.
Jae and Ona: We can consider this spirit... archived!
YOU ARE WATCHING THE CUT SCENES:
"AHHHH GET ME OUT OF HERE GET ME OUTTTT" Ona screams, frantically running out of the basement and out the door.
"Haun.. haunted definitely haunted." Ona gasps out, "I need a minute."
Shelly soon runs out after Ona, screaming her head off too, "OH FUCK THIS PLACE HELLLLLLL NOOOOOOO."
Shelly stares at the doors anxiously waiting for Jae to come out and soon she does, calmly exiting the video store, "Well? These two are freaked? Anything? Anything at all?"
Jae shrugs, "The spirit is rude as hell."
EPISODE ONE IS OVER WOULD YOU LIKE TO CONTINUE?
YES [SELECTED] NO
SEE YOU IN EPISODE TWO!
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Trixie Recreates Her Drag Race Season 7 Finale Look! — 07/10/2023
watch here
We’re taking a stroll down memory lane
And I can’t believe I still have them — idk is anyone surprised lol
Ask Katya, she’ll tell you — I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine
Why am I nostalgic for a time I wasn’t even around for??
I remember Katya came to visit me & stayed with me overnight — why is it so cute & funny that she specified the overnight part
Her coming to visit me was so magical — 😭😭😭😭😭
Trixie mentioning three times in such a short amount of time that Katya visited her. Oh my god. I love how it clearly meant so much to her getting to see Katya & how it’s still such a special memory
I don’t know how many of y’all watched Bob’s video where she followed this tutorial but the way I clocked the time period before Bob even said anything about how tan & fit Trixie was
I had just broken up with someone — the plot thickens
It’s actually, like — hearing Trixie talk about having 15-20 people in the audience & thinking about where she is now? That alone makes me a bit emosh because I just love how much can change
Also as an aside, my friends & I had a trip to P Town planned … in 2020. So I really hope that at some point we’re able to actually do that
This is actually making me so nostalgic
We also have the podcast today, you guys. I think I’m going to sit with Katya & do the podcast in this old Trixie makeup. I wanna see what she says when she walks in
This video is making me feel a lot of feelings
You absolutely have to give it to Trixie that the makeup skills even with this look have absolutely improved
Does Trixie think we don’t already know you have to convince her it’s her idea?
THE BLUE CONTACTS
Look into the eyes of delusion & insanity
Katya’s going to be coming here for a podcast pretty soon & I think we should just get her reaction. I think she’s gonna flip the fuck out
Season seven. You did — It looks great
Pleeeeeaaaaase Trixie walking out the door to put her arms around Katya
You’re scaring me, you’re scaring me. It’s actually scary
This is not a read — Ahahahahaha Katya absolutely bringing down the level of delusion Trixie was feeling 😂
#THINKING SO MANY THOUGHTS#kimmy watches#dostoyevsky in the sheets#oh honeyyyyy#trixya#trixie & katya#katya#katya zamo#katya zamolodchikova#trixie mattel
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okay, i breathed.
holy shit kami.
first of all, “a tinge of angst” is a MAJOR understatement. my heart was pounding, my head was reeling, and my knuckles were turning white from gripping my phone. YOU KILL ME, KAMI.
i always understood the Gojo delulu, but holy shit. i’m sure this isn’t the last time we’ll run into him, but the way that last kiss felt so permanent made my heart shatter. THIS MOTHERFUCKER SAID HE’D THINK ABOUT KIDNAPPING THE READER and you have the audacity to write him so well that i was okay with it for a brief moment so long as it meant that we’d still have him around 😭😭
that Sukuna passage was ominous from beginning to end 🥹 something is coming and i know i’m not ready for it. just talking to him gave me major anxiety again. it was like a reminder that while the list is over, the consequences of that list are still revealing itself. i’m overanalyzing that whole passage to see what it could be foreshadowing to. i have a few ideas, but every one of them is making me go crazy. oh my fucking god. while the Sukuna scenes have been so great, considering his relation to Choso i’m slightly going insane from the possibility (guarantee?) that Choso will find out about this. UGHHHHHHH
speaking of Choso… that motherfucker. Kami i don’t know if i mentioned it before, but i wasn’t a Choso girly before your fic came along. i never even watched JJK. to me, this is my JJK LMAO. but the amount of parallels from what the reader is currently experiencing with Choso with what Choso is now making the reader go through is karma not giving our girl a break 😭😭 if this ends up with Choso pulling a “there’s someone else” i think i’m going to bite off a piece of drywall 😭����😭😭😭 CHOSO I’M ROOTING FOR YOU!! WE WERE ALL ROOTING FOR YOU!!!!
also you’re revealing red flags in me that i never realized before bc why was i jealous over Choso’s interaction with Yuki 🥲 it makes no sense bc like… Yuki is so fine. i’d usually be like “FORGET CHOSO, I WANT HER” (i’m still kinda like that hehe) but the fact that they’re hanging out makes me civisjndjdjcjdnfbdbvbennfjenf AAAAAA. like yeah, he has a point when he mentions how he’s not tied down in a relationship, but holy shit. Choso feels like the reader’s karma that she lowkey doesn’t deserve since the situation has been out of her hands from the beginning 😭 KAMIIIIIIIIII
the cliffhanger. i’m about to rip out my hair. KAMI PLEEEAAAAASE WHO?????? A CRUMB OF A HINT. JUST A CRUMB. THAT WAY I CAN AT LEAST HAVE AN IDEA OF WHO I’M GOING TO GO IN A SPIRAL OVER FOR THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS. the fucking possibilities 😭😭 the thing that would kill me considering the mention of the nightclub proximity my brain was immediately like “oh god, Nanami???” but i was also like “hold on… Naoya…” but then i remembered that the reader met Naoya at a bar and not a nightclub (and he doesn’t seem like the type to be at a café 😭). KAMI YOU’RE DRIVING ME INSANE AND YOU HAVE ME JUMPIN TO ALL SORTS OF THEORIES AAAAAAAAA
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Gotta be one of my fav anons fr, I seriously love these long rants sm😩😩
ALRIGHT LETS UNPACK
Hi my name is Kami & welcome to my podcast😉
Lol jkjk, honestly I didnt think the angst was tht bad?😭 There were no tearssss but I SUPPOSE I’ll change the warning😔
Guys Sukuna’s just a silly lil guy, I gotta include everyone again SOMEHOW before the story ends y’know😹
As for the Choso & Yuki situation…
ANYWAYS !!
Guys I promise the person tht she sees isn’t tht bad💀 well, it can be but uhhhhhh yeah lemme shut ip before I spoil everything😭
Like ik the cliffhanger is spooky bc like… it’s me writing it BUT BUT it’s nothing y’all needa worry abt fr
TRUST ME !! Do NOT trust me
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part two. Ive decided to make comments as i watch big bulks so i don’t forget what i’m thinking.
1. the more sam and colby talk abt cody and satori… the more i believe them. like maybe im just a chameleon to opinion but they genuinely seem to believe in c&s and i wasn’t there, i haven’t experienced any of this so i think i’m back to ‘hey maybe it wasn’t all bs and this might be real’. I also firmly do not believe cody was cracking joints bc how? they felt it in the floor, heard it in the walls.. doesn’t make sense. also if the house ever goes up again they need to put an offer down. i get what sam was saying and it not being practical (properly value 300k but asking for 1.4m? that’s steep). it’d be a great investment tho.
2. with sam and colbys luck, one of them would get the most undeniable evidence of the paranormal (someone levitating, thrown a distance, possessed…) and people would still be like ‘fake!’ Lol Also gram (?) just mentioned a similar experiment to what we were discussing the other day! except he said take random people and not tell them which is haunted, we were saying put snc in a place and not tell them its haunted and then see what happens. they liked that idea so who knows… they might lol
3. i will always be so fascinated and proud of colby for how he handled and continues to be so transparent about his cancer journey. i say journey bc it will continue to be apart of his life for years to come, whether through medical appointments, anniversary anxieties, or just talking about it. mad props to him, mad props.
4. i just got a series of flashes in my mind of black and white photos of snc respectively announcing engagements to their partners and births of their children and it made me smile. one day, boys. one day that’ll be your future, your “purpose”.
done.
- aussie anon
always nice to listen to podcasts where everyone knows each other well, its less interviewy and more just a convo with friends caught on camera.
Also I hope their merch is still in stores next time i’m in the usa bc i would definitely grab a hoodie. just don’t wanna pay the insane conversion rate and shipping costs. i priced it, a hoodie + shipping works out to be $149aud. sorry boys… can’t do it 😂
1, I believe that they believe in Cody and Satori. I've never called snc's credibility into question with that whole mess, and it kind of annoys me that others do - not cause I think they are above reproach or something, but because people love to say "oh snc never bothered to even try to debunk these guys, so they must be in on it." Like, WHAT? They literally flew back across the country weeks later to try and debunk it cause they knew full well that there were a lot of ways out and around this. When the controversy started, they reached out to C&S and asked if they could run more tests and C&S said no. SNC, having done all of that, came out still believing them while also fully acknowledging that they could be faking - not much else they can do besides that right there, so why they are still coming under fire about it when C&S are the "frauds" is beyond me.
Literally, do y'all want them to kidnap these two people, tie them up, remove their shoes, and force them to do this barefoot? Do you want them to release this additional footage they have that C&S did not give them permission to release that they could probably get sued over (since releasing it would be done without consent) and possibly blacklisted from the entire paranormal community, just so reddit can have their fucking jollies? Like...?? Go after C&S and let snc continue to have their beliefs on the whole thing, since they did everything they felt they could to disprove this before making their decision on where they stood on the issue.
Sorry for the rant, that whole situation just annoys me.
As far as them almost buying the house - that made me laugh, cause we joked about the possibility of them doing that on here back when the house went up for sale. So knowing it almost happened is not only funny, but also explains some vague shit they said back in the day about possibly owning a haunted house lol.
2, You know, Sam's exuberant insistence that he wants to have some horrible thing happen to him so that he could have the experience and finally know for 100% that the paranormal is real is exactly the problem with Sam, and I've been calling that out for years. The fact that he can so casually say it out loud made me both feel vindicated and perturbed by him and his hubris (here's a good example of his hubris again lol).
But yea, I hope they take the idea and run with it!
3, I thought it was interesting to hear him be honest about the fact that this whole situation with the cancer is hitting him harder now than it did while he was in the thick of it. That is trauma. That is shock and adrenaline wearing off, and hindsight creeping in. I think it's important to be able to come out and say, "Yea, not all of this is a positive, and some of this will stick with you for years." Colby tries his damndest (to a fault sometimes) to always come across as a glass all the way full and overflowing kind of guy, or a stoic soldier who doesn't complain and keeps his head up, but then he's also very open about his emotional state, and vaguely alludes to his deep mental health struggles from time to time and I just think there's a well of really dark emotion buried deep, deep inside of him that would be healthier for him and everyone to let out every once in a while.
Anyway, that was a side tangent to the main point, which is that it is very impressive that he continues to put himself out there and speak so candidly about such a stigmatized topic.
Although, I don't think he grasps what the word "celibate" means, but he tried and that's what counts lol
4, I think it's high comedy that these two act like they've never given thought to their kids growing up together when they literally were just joking about this on xplrclub a few months ago. These two have brains like sieves lol.
Also, the looks on their faces when the host said "you should have girlfriends that are friends with each other" like yea, they are working on that right now, as a matter of fact.
And I think they'll be in Zumiez for a long time, so you should be good!!
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10 Characters and 10 Fandoms
rules: name 10 of your favourite characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people to do the same
thank you @pinkasrenzo for tagging me 💕
Kaleidotrope: Hal. You cannot make me choose between Harridrew so I am choosing Hal. This is fine and it is fine that you made me choose I’m fine
Les Mis: (wait this is still a Les Mis blog? Who knew) Obviously it is Courfeyrac. Sweetest boy. Baby. I love him and miss him.
do I exist in other fandoms???
Fuck it, Scorpio Races, Sean Kendrick, c’mon. “I won’t be your weakness, Sean Kendrick”/“It’s late for that, Puck.” Screams. Just. Screams, okay. They were insane for that.
also fuck it, SJM has taken over my life recently, when will I be free of these books, but I am a Rhysand girlie so thoroughly that I will even call myself a girlie for him.
Leverage is a difficult toss up between Parker and Eliot but today Eliot has the edge
West Wing! I am so normal about that show!! Let’s be real I’m a Josh Lyman girl but ALSO how can I leave out CJ, how can I leave out Charlie, how can I leave out Sam, how can I leave out Toby, how can I leave out Donna? All that is to say, Leo McGarry is a gilf and I’m unexpectedly into it.
oh the NIGHT CIRCUS yesss it’s between Poppet Widget and Bailey, right now it is Widget, but honestly how much of that is from my own personal headcanons, I don’t care, that’s my sweet boy who’s accidentally kinda sorta in love with his sister’s boyfriend but maybe that’s just because he’s so used to reading the past on people that he doesn’t know what it might feel like first-hand.
For Murderbot it’s Murderbot, obviously, as if there’s any competition.
Grishaverse, look, it’s Nikolai, I am a slut for duty and men who don’t go after what they want because they have a responsibility to something bigger than them. This also explains Rhys if you were wondering.
aaaaand finally, had to go through my Discord servers to remember what else I like but this list has been horribly missing podcasts so we will go with Penumbra. I am going to say Buddy! a) because I still lose it laughing every time I think about the Buddy System, b) because. Ah. The end of season 3 (?) just. Aa. Yeah. Iykyk
No pressure tagging @crowleyanthonys @mayerwien @bluereadingdolphin @lolotr @pipkin-the-hellion @hiddenlookingglass @litners-lending-library @spyderinej @sternguckerin @fjordexplorer
#Tag games#It’s been so long since I actually remembered to do one of these that I have no idea how to tag it#But it was v fun!!
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i was just trying something here and the week is now over (this was also getting longer than expected)
random thoughts of the week 😮💨
that song from north west is so catchy i can’t lie! it’s your bestie ~ miss miss westie ~~~
tiktok shop is really ruining the experience on there
andrew and emma broke up over a decade ago .. please get it together stop the lala land edits i beg
idk if those summer fridays lip balms are worth $24
i need to start watching sports these men are always fighting
selena selena selener… oh girl hahahaha
are kids really in 8th grade unable to spell their own names? what is going on?
still hate a man with a podcast mic
i really have no memory of fantasia and jennifer hudson being on the same season of american idol… i thought they were on different ones? you mean jennifer wasn’t a winner but won in the end?! oh i know that’s right!!
i’m actually shocked kylie didn’t walk the carpet at a wonka premiere yet she was there for most of them?
pardi is 40??? he has a kid???????
they did WHAT in the senate hearing room!!!!
suki still has that photo up on twitter cropping nabiyah out? oh she’s a nasty one and stands by it
and fuck south korea for not giving bts that exemption! giving it to people for playing fucking video games! are they insane?!
ariana needs to just rest and revamp rem beauty OR let it go
both of those rings are hideous
the day james gunn stops coming online and fact checking every damn thing is the day i know peace
these white boys of the month are more in the gutter each time. bring back the heartthrob!
seeing those pics of emma stone from behind with that long black hair for poor things is actually the thing convincing me to watch. idk what it’s about otherwise but that hair!
i never really felt deeply about veneers but zendaya should never get them. she has to keep the toof
it’s been time to recast kang
i really do love the bow trend. that one is really cute
i just want zac efron to be happy
how are they mad at people keeping up with tz and call us weirdos who only like tom and don’t like z when they get majority of their z news from here… if we didn’t like her how does that work? if they really thought we were the weirdos why are they here too?
book authors making fake accounts to leave 1 star reviews? on goodreads? wtf
i would love for meghan and megan to meet
i’m shocked people like the movie the holiday so much. even more that people loved the jack and kate relationship. i must’ve tuned them out each time i watched cause i have no idea how they happened
bridergton will be cancelled before they get to all those love stories. they gotta start doubling up. and shouldn’t have changed the order
drake and camilla cabello? please be serious!
why are they even releasing aquaman in theaters?
sydney sweeney is suddenly styled incredibly well
where is simone ashley casting news
the 9 month cruise on a boat from 2003 sounds like a bad idea
who was that white man who instantly became more attractive saying that grown woman by beyoncé was his favorite song by her?
when are they announcing spider man 4?
what did charles say to get them to totally ruin the crown? they were on his neck before. claire foy didn’t work her ass off for them to end the show like that
my reading goal is going to be 40 next year i’m over this
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Wrong Place, Right Time
Chapters: 1/1
2649 words
Fandom: Dimension 20 (Web Series), The Unsleeping City, The Adventure Zone (Podcast), Ethersea - Fandom
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sofia Lee/Amber Gris
Characters: Sofia Lee, Amber Gris
Additional Tags: milf4milf monk4monk, Oneshot, Rarepair, happy valentines day here's a strange combo
AO3 Link
Summary:
Every monk knows the general instructions when you end up in a place you don't know. Find a monastery and explain yourself. So that's what Amber did- but she got kind of distracted.
Listen this idea started more than a year ago just consider the combo it's fun and interesting. This goes out to @lovevalley45 and our thoughts last year
Fic under the cut
In New York, no one could really stand out. Sure you may look strange but have you seen fish lifter Steve, the one who carries around a giant fake fish with a speaker inside? He rides the subway between the Bronx and Manhattan at all hours, playing a variety of ocean related songs that seem never-ending.
Sofia considered this feature a blessing at most times. However, trying to leave a lasting (positive) impression on someone in this city? Yeah, that only gets harder when fish lifter Steve is around.
Everything was normal (in her definition of normal) when someone showed up at the monastery claiming to be far from home and in need of help. The monastery had always been a safe place for the lost- after all that’s how she got there.
However, Sof hadn’t expected to lay eyes on a woman like Amber Gris. All 5’2 of her was- well, for the first part she was soaking wet dripping rainwater all over the rug. The woman moved her weight from one squeaky sneaker to another, adjusting her sunglasses as if Sofia was the one looking crazy.
Sofia scratched the back of her neck and sighed. First things first. “Hi, I’m Sofia. Do you speak English?” She held out her hand.
“Yeah. I’m Amber,” she spoke with a gruff voice, taking Sof’s hand and shaking it. If she noticed the matching calluses, she didn’t let it show. “Ye wanna remind me where I am again, guppy?”
Registering Amber’s monk calluses in the back of her mind, Sofia moved to the back of the room for a towel. “Guppy? You’re in New York.” Over her shoulder she tossed a towel, followed by a dry shirt that came from the lost and found. It’d be a bit big but it’s better than nothing. Turning back, she watched Amber stare at the towel for a few seconds in confusion.
“New York, huh… Interesting.” With some form of reprehension, Amber started drying herself off. “This may be a strange question, but does New York have sharks?”
Sof raised an eyebrow but quickly coughed and turned around when Amber peeled off her shirt without a warning. Adding the scars covering Amber’s arms and upper body to her list of strange things, Sof wondered if this was what she looked like to other people. Strong yet damaged. Oh, and slightly insane. “Sharks.”
“You repeat what I say a lot.”
“Well you say a lot of weird shit, Amber.” Sof turned back around, ignoring the fact that Amber hadn’t put on a shirt yet. God, she was going to have that rug dry-cleaned.
Amber cocked her head and crossed her arms, using the way Sof looked at her. “You trying to tell me this place is normal? I don’t want to say too much but I definitely saw someone vanish and reappear in a different location.”
“You know what twins are, right?”
“Twins don’t disappear.”
Ah, it was worth a shot. “Fine. It ain’t normal here. But we don’t have sharks. Nothing worth shit can survive in these rivers, they’re polluted as fuck.” Sof took another look at Amber. “And take off your shoes, they’re absolute swamps. It’s not even raining, where’d you come from?”
Amber kicked off her shoes. “One of your rivers, I think.”
“You’re absolutely fucking with me now.”
Taking off her sunglasses, Amber briefly exposed her fishlike eyes. “Is that an offer, guppy?”
Sof choked and not just because of the line. “Jesus fucking christ fine. You come from one of the rivers- which are all disgusting so you need a shower with a high pressure hose. Just come with me, we can continue this chat when you’re not infected by diseases we don’t even know about.” She grabbed Amber’s arm and led her through the monastery, ignoring the gazes of her coworkers.
“So nothing lives in the river, huh?” Amber laughed.
“Nothing you find out about on purpose.” Sof tightened her grip on Amber’s arm and quietly added, “and still no sharks.”
One long, slightly awkward shower and about 20 body washes later, Amber stood in Sof’s private office in a bathrobe and sunglasses. Sofia had closed the blinds and was rifling through her collection of clothes as she fired off questions. “So, what, you’re like a fucking amphibian? You breathe underwater?” She handed Amber some underwear and a sports bra.
“Maybe and no. I don’t have gills but I do live underwater. It’s like an underwater city. I think… I think I’m from a different plane of existence for you. Or like a different world.”
“From a different world, huh. My mamma was right, English really is the most international language.” Sof turned around so Amber could put the underwear on and inspected her collection of spares. Her 5’7 wasn’t exactly tall but Amber would swim in her regular shirts. “So why were you asking about sharks? Got a big shark problem, where you’re from?”
“I’m not afraid of much. But, yeah we got a shark problem.”
Sof turned at the tone change. Amber sounded a lot less cocky now.
“We got blink sharks. Blink sharks are 12 feet, and dark grey but they can-”
“Blink to different planes.” Sof ignored the shiver that ran down her spine. “Yea I know the Blink spell.” Then she realised she was staring at Amber’s biceps again and turned back to her clothes. “We’re just going to have to try some things and see what fits,” she muttered, grabbing a leopard print crop top and some calf length sports leggings. “Try this on.”
“So blinksharks don’t like me because I’ve killed a lot of ‘em. They’ve been targeting me, and I think that’s how I ended up here- though I’m not a big thinker.” She looked down at her outfit, realising it fit. “Huh. Impressive guess, guppy. Hey, can you cast Blink?”
Sof raised her eyebrows. “How do you kill a blinkshark?”
“You punch them in the fucking mouth.” Amber couldn’t resist flexing her arms.
“Of course,” she snorted, moving to lean against her desk. “Well, I can’t cast Blink. I’m assumin’ you want me to do that so you can get home, but I have a better idea for you. I do have to ask, though. Do you already want to leave if you’re spending your life underwater? You don’t want to see what life’s like not constantly swimming around?”
Amber ran a hand through her tangled hair. “I didn’t start my life underwater, guppy. My world just drowned so we had to move.” She took a moment, weighing her options and eyeing Sofia. “Sticking around here… I wouldn’t mind it for a short while.”
Grinning, Sofia said, “we got dry food. And literally anything else you could dream of. Welcome to New York, the city that never sleeps.” She spread her arms. “However first things first, why the fuck do you keep callin’ me guppy?”
“Consider it an endearing word for younger people.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Is it actually endearing?”
“For you, yes.”
“Uhuh.” Sof grabbed Amber some socks and shoes. “No more saying guppy, we can’t be fightin’ every stranger who realises that might be offensive. Put these on.”
“Ugh, fine. You got a nickname then, Sofia?”
“Sof.” She paused. “And before we go, just show me what you got.”
Amber laughed. “Haven’t you seen enough of what I got, Sof?”
“Your powers, you fuckin’ flirt. I gotta know what I’m dealing with.” Sofia flushed and crossed her arms.
“Ah. Makes more sense. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”
Sof bit back a few curse words but called for La Gran Gata. “Meet my patron.” She flexed her hands as blue and green energy appeared around them, a semivisible cat curling around her shoulders. “Mija… this one smells like fish. I like it.”
“I see your spectral cat and I raise you-” Amber rolled her shoulders, popping out two extra arms. “-spectral arms.”
“Not bad.” Sof moved forward so Amber could pet La Gran Gata with her spectral hands. “Now, this city has everything. What would you like to do with your limited time on dry land?”
“Take me to your favourite non-seafood restaurant.”
As they sat on the ferry to Staten Island, Sofia and Amber compared their world’s rules.
“There’s only a few main rules back home. First one’s “everybody’s got a knife”.”
Sof laughed. “That’s true here too. Maybe not in the entire country, but it’s true in New York.”
“So where’s yours?” Amber winked.
Sofia pulled a clean black pocket knife from inside her coat. “Right here.”
“Okay that’s pretty rad. How abou-” Amber trailed off as she realised the sheer amount of people on the ferry holding flowers. “What’s all the flowers about? Is that normal?”
“Oh that. Uh..” She bit the inside of her cheek. “It’s Valentine’s day. Y’all got that?”
Amber looked over the crowd again. “We used to but it disappeared when we went under. I used to like it though.” She turned her gaze back to Sofia. “So, you got a Valentine?”
Looking into the distance, she shook her head. “No.” She didn’t feel like explaining. Could’ve said “not anymore” or that he’d died but she didn’t want pity.
“Ah.” After a moment of silence, Sof felt Amber move away from her. She turned her head to watch Amber go up to several strangers and have short conversations with them. From each of these strangers she received a flower from their bouquet. After she’d collected about 10, she returned to Sof.
“So, I don’t know to what extent your world’s traditions align with mine, but I’m basing my actions on those of the people around me.” She pulled a hair tie from her wrist and tied the makeshift bouquet of flowers together, then held them out. “Sofia Bicicleta, will you be my Valentine?”
Sof glanced from the people who’d given up a flower (who were totally watching) to the bouquet to Amber’s small smile. “Where’d you learn my last name?” She asked, taking the bouquet.
“It’s on your office door. So, what do you say?”
Amber wouldn’t be here for long. There would be no time to really get attached, or make things awkward. It’d probably just be a day. A day of being happy and having fun.
Sof grinned. “Yeah, I’ll be your fuckin’ Valentine.”
“Good.” Amber extended her hand and waited for Sof to take it. “A girl like you deserves to have fun on a day like this.”
Sof led the two of them to a little restaurant named Tony’s, right beside Spaghetti’s bakery. “Hope you like Italian food.”
“Aren’t you Italian American?”
“Yeah?”
“So, yes.”
Sofia shoved Amber through the door.
Two plates of pasta and some mocktails with extremely silly straws later, Amber reached across the table for Sof’s hand again. “Hey, so… I don’t want to pry. Earlier when I asked you whether you had a valentine-”
“Yeah, something’s happened.” Sofia placed her hand in Amber’s. “My husband’s dead. Due to, well, the weird fuckin’ shit we deal with. I’m accepting it, I don’t particularly feel like talking about it. It’s been an experience, since I only found out about the weird shit a little while ago.” Her voice didn’t crack, and she didn’t feel like she was walking through fire. Progress.
Amber squeezed Sofia’s hand. “I know condolences aren’t worth shit, but you have mine. And, naturally you have my time for as long as I’m here.”
“Yeah, so, uh. As much as I think you’re pretty fuckin’ cool and shit, my yes to your Valentine was definitely with just friendship strings attached. Our lives are complicated enough as is, and…” She eyed Amber. “For today I just want to have fun.”
“I think you’ll find I’m great at having fun.”
“For the amount of shameless flirting you do, I sure fucking hope so!”
Sofia showed Amber around Staten Island for a bit as they both ate their gelato from Spaghetti’s. Granted, she didn’t actually spend much time there anymore so most of what they saw was the pier and the bridge. With the clear skies, thousands of stars dotted the sky in accompaniment to the New York skyline.
“So how do you feel now that you’ve been out of the water for a while?”
“How I think Amphibian creatures feel.” Amber sat down on the edge of the water, her feet dangling over the dark waves. “Like, I’m fully capable of living where I do. But I’d also be capable of living on the land.”
Sof sat down beside her, setting her empty gelato cup down. “So it ain’t super weird that you’re without water pressure right now?”
“No. It’s weirder to spend so much time walking though. Gravity feels a lot stronger.”
Rubbing the bridge of her nose, Sof said, “sorry I should’ve thought of that.”
Putting down her empty gelato cup, Amber grabbed the collar of Sofia’s coat. “Absolutely not,” she said when Sofia’s eyes widened. “There was no way you could’ve known that. Relax, I’m having a great time.”
Sofia looked at Amber’s lips for a second, then met her gaze. “For a very impromptu date, I think we’re doing pretty good.” She turned her body toward Amber, moving one hand to cup her face, the other to her waist.
Amber waited for Sofia to lean in, tangling her free hand in Sofia’s hair. “Sofia, you are so beautiful,” she whispered. Just when Sofia smiled, Amber kissed her.
It took all of Sofia’s common sense to not spend hours just sitting there, at the edge of the waterfront making out like teenagers. Everything else became muted as Amber’s lips touched hers, Amber pulling her closer, shifting to press her entire body against her, warmth blooming between them. Given where Amber came from, Sof was absolutely sure she’d be kissed breathless, not willing to end the kiss. So instead, she pulled back a little, gently biting Amber’s bottom lip.
“As much as I’d sit here forever, this is February in New York,” she said breathlessly. “Let’s go back home before we get hypothermia.” She begrudgingly got up and tossed the empty gelato cups in the nearby trash can, before holding out a hand for Amber.
Amber briefly touched her bottom lip and grinned. “Fine. Please, take me home, Sof.”
The moment Sof had shut the door and turned on the lights, Amber pushed her against the wall. When she was met with a, granted, nice view of Sofia’s chest instead of her lips, Amber looked down. “Are you wearing heels?” She pulled her borrowed coat off and hung it up, taking Sofia’s with her.
“You didn’t notice this before?” She laughed, tugging her sweater over her head and tossing it on the nearest chair, then started on the button down she was wearing underneath.
“Well when I kissed you, we were sitting.” Amber kicked off her shoes then returned to aid Sofia. “Not that I mind now.” She pressed her lips to her bare sternum, her hands on Sofia’s hips, thumbs hooked into the belt loops of her jeans.
Sof bit her lip, tangling a hand in Amber’s hair and gently pulling. “You know, you make it hard to take clothes off for someone who definitely wants to see me naked.” She leaned down and kissed her.
“I can appreciate what I have right now.” But she helped Sofia slide out of her button up, speeding the process along by removing her own shirt.
“Are you always this much of a flirt?” Sof asked, removing her shoes then grabbing Amber by the waist. She gently pushed Amber backwards into her bedroom and onto the bed.
Amber flipped them, straddling her waist and leaned down. “Only with beautiful women.”
Sofia smiled. If the steady way Amber’s fingers worked downwards meant anything, it was going to be a fun night.
#amber gris#sofia bicicleta#sofia lee#tuc#taz ethersea#d20#the unsleeping city#the adventure zone#the adventure zone ethersea#yes this fic technically took a year
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Episode 45 Notes-
- THE SPAGHETTI SOUNDS 😭
- I cannot believe they did the PODCASTER as their intro that’s amazing
- I’ve seen a ton of stuff about the Taylor angst and godddd how did we skip from NORMAL to Taylor. I cannot wait
- I’ve missed opening music!!!!!! ❤️
- Chaos orbs- wtf lol
- 🪄Linc has one of the Chaos Orbs that STOP Willy (this was a bit)
- Mastermind Rogue wow Taylor
- “Taylor has the most insufferable ability I’ve ever seen” “I know that”
- RadFact: Taylor misses disguising himself as a trashcan and getting shoved on his stage
- RadFact: Linc’s bathroom regiment is taking off all of his clothes and putting on completely new clothes (they get dirty??) (germaphobe Linc) (Linc only pees at home)
- Linc doesn’t do his own laundry
- NormalFact: Normal is the founder of the SchoolYear Book club, book club that discusses the Year Book
- I just got sent messages going insane about his experience halfway through the podcast and I’m so fucking scared oh. my. god.
- RadFact: Scary’s been in science classes and has developed a favorite planet, which is Mercury, because Mercury has the longest day and night
- Venus has the longest day-
- That’s amazing
- Beth Brittaed the fact I love that
- More orbs!!! There’s Normal-orb!!
- HermieFact: (my jaw dropped I thought he forgot-) Hermie didn’t technically have a childhood because Scam thought a Teen (Freshman) was the funniest time for a kid to become living (he has fake childhood memories)
- He didn’t miss them awww
- TERRY JR VS GLENN
- IM SO EXCITED AHHHHH
- TERRY JR. TRUED TO KILL MICK OH. MY. GOD.
- Terry Jr. WANTS TO BE BANISHED FORVER OH NO THATS SO SAD
- The awkward fighting sounds 😭
- The Kiddads are all so sad
- NO TERRY STARTS CRYING
- “I deserve this. I tried to kill your son. I’m a bad person” “you’re not a bad person! Come here my sweet baby boy!”
- RON AND TERRY OH MY GOD
- Normal was asleep… sure…
- WAY too defensive to have just been asleep
- Normal is NOT crying 🚫❌🙅🏼 no way
- What do you do when your arm itches. You cut it off
- Terry Jr. he can. He cut it off.
- Terry’s memory!!!!
- “I love you so much!!”
- Ron’s getting a haircut???? How…? (Jk jk)
- “You become the person you choose to be around!”
- Oooh they don’t even use hell… they ruin the friendship for nothing
- “I’m a prosniper…”
- “You lied to me kiddo…”
- No…
- “I don’t think you’ve been someone you’d choose to be around lately” AHHHH
- Dude. Scary and her bio dad.
- Terry coming to Scary’s soccer games meant a lot… I’m going to sob… a good day for Scary kinnies
- Oooh bonus points for Scary’s memory slay
- Glenn’s hesitance at the “…he asked me… to kill him…”
- Welllll Nick’s not technically your son buddy boy 💔
- “Do you wanna hit him?” “Kinda” that was unnecessarily funny
- The new Glenn voice I’m crying 😭
- THE CLOSE/FOSTER/SWIFT MEMORY!!!
- “YOU MUST HAVE TONS OF MEMORIES WITH THIS CHAP”Except he didn’t live any of them
- Oh my god. Is that what happens. I’m going to explode omg
- PLEASE say they play off of the Jodie Glenn timeline shit
- I’m going to explode rn
- This is such a good episode oh my goodness
- No… absentee… father Glenn…
- Taylor was born crying like a baby
- Baby Taylor noises oh my god I love you Freddie
- Glenn is such a piece of shit holy cow
- Where did all of his character development go 😭
- “Jodie’s been here like. 3 times” I get that this is about Taylor and Nick but. Man that sucks for Hermie
- “Dang I’m not really sure I like that guy…”
- NO THE PARALLELS OF THE ABSENTEE PARENTS
- “We’re cool now” “absolutely- well-“
- TAYLOR ANGST TAYLOR ANGST IM SO EXCITED
- Taylor wants Nick to go back and time and be there for him
- Oh my god
- Oh. My. God.
- Time traveling must be a metaphor for something but I cannot physically think
- All the. All the training stuff not being about training.
- YESSSSS THIS IS HOW TO ADD ANGST WITHOUT BEING OOC
- AHHHHHHHH
- “Dad… I didn’t even know where you were…”
- No… Nick you’re ruining this… oh no… you’re gonna give Taylor such a bad idea
- TAYLOR’S MEMORY OH MY GODDDDDDD
- Mama’s boy Taylor!!!
- The boy who Taylor surpassed has a dad…
- This is so sad. I feel so bad for Taylor this is so sad oh my god oh my god
- Awwww Glenn’s got some depth!!!!!!!!
- He admits being a shitty dad!!!!
- He wants to restart everything…
- Disney
- “There is no fixing this”
- The US military… omg
- Like in the Guy Who Doesn’t Like Musicals
- OMG OMG GOING INSANE
- AGENT SHMEGAN WTF
- Nooooo Linc got them into this…
- JODIE MORGAN ARE ALL IN HANDCUFFS
- Jodie’s letting them know to get Taylor and Nick out
- Why should Normal be the king of Hell…
- NORMAL AND TAYLOR ARE GOING TO FIGHT
- SECOND EPISODE
- OMG
- OMG
- OMG
- O. M. G.
- ONLY oNE OF THEM LEAVES ALIVE
- THIS FUCKING EPSIODE
- How did it go from the spaghetti to this
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This is. drastically different than last seasons end. Less. thoughts. still a lot! But it’s mostly sadness ):
so! Skinned people…singing a choir. Lovely isn’t that that’s such. a nice image.
Tape recorders! They appear whenever they want and I still don’t understand them.
Martin commits Arson and I admit, i smiled. He should do it again some time. He didn’t get to burn the von Closen letter though, hm. Elias. really didn’t believe martin would do anything. He really thought he would just stand around, he didn’t keep an eye on him and oh look where that got him (: martin is so much more than that.
The Strangers realm is uh. fun. love that. You become so disoriented you don’t even know what existing is, love that!
But i want to talk about Daisy. I don’t know what’s going on with that, she sounded like she turned into a wild animal—and i said she may be influenced by The Hunt but I didn’t think like..that. that was TERRIFYING he just !!! He’s dead !!! Holy shit she killed him and she laughed, she CACKLED, she doesn’t even have a weapon did—DID SHE BITE HIM???? TAKE A LIL CHOMPER???? THAT SEEMS A REASONABLE APPROACH IM SCARED )):
And then they took her. she’s GONE. Daisy’s gone ):
N Basiraaaa.......I thought they were girlfriends and Daisy is just..):
Basira was just trying to make sense of everything she was trying so hard I love her sm
JON SOUNDED SO SAD he sounded so defeated so..done. He thought he lost, everything was for nothing and he was a failure and he just sounded so sad no my blorbo ueueuehdhb
Then he went I See You and i think that’s when he got spooky eye powers Power Up anyways
TIM. POP OFF i’m so fucking sad I love him so much i love all of them i am so attached HES DEAD !!!! MY BOY HES DEAD HES DEAD ):
“I don’t forgive you, but thank you.” SCREAMING CRYING HE DID IT HE STOPPED THE RITUAL AND IT COSTED HIS LIFE BUT,,,,,HE DID IT,,,,,
ENOUGH LAMENTING there’s my reaction, now to THINKING.
A while back it was said that right after The Unknowing on the checklist, the one right next in line was Rite for the Watchers Crown.
I don’t trust this. Elias is going to win, and with The Stranger out of the way, forced to restart, The Beholding can break through. They were trying to take him down, but they have nothing on The Eye. It’s going to come back. Elias isn’t scared, the bastard, he knows it’s gonna come. The Eye will win.
Jon is..comatose. That’s what i’m getting. He should be dead but he’s got too much spooky boy in him so it just doesn’t work :/
He’s seeing statement after statement but why these particular ones? Does it matter that it’s these particular statements? Where is he? Is he even dreaming? is he in another place between life and death, or is that what a dream is after all?
Is it because these are the statements were people Surely survived because they came in and talked to him? That’s why they’re engraved in his mind deeper? He met these people?
Save my boy ):
skipping Elias part, glad he got punched.
PETER LUKAS !!!! Peter <3 Hes the boss now, I guess he was looking to hire martin, he was. becoming the boss soon. Probably what Elias called him over for so he though he should get to know everyone <3
I really like him, he seems like a happy, cheerful fellow, even willing to pay for therapy.
Don’t like that last line though. “we’re going to do great things, Martin. Great. Things.”
Please don’t be super duper evil ur so cool.
this podcast is driving me insane i need to listen to season 4 NOW
#IM SORRY IF THE POST LOOKS WEIRD I WROTE IT IN MY NOTES#AND THEN COPY PASTED T#I FINISHED LISTENING AND WENT OUTSIDE LOL#and forgot to post it#sorryyyy#theres not a lot for me to say besides lamenting over my blorbos#tim ):#at least there’s kinda a chance for daisy?#jon wake up pls#season 3 hnghgh so many adventures#cant wait to listen to s4#i am hopping with excitement#tma#the magnus archives#live blogging#but kinda not but kinda yeahhhh
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THE REALEST PODCAST: EPISODE ONE; THE FNAF MOVIE.
“HIS VOICE MEANS TO DECEIVE TO YOU. MY VOICE JUST WANTS TO LEAD YOU! BELOW THE SURFACE.” - BELOW THE SURFACE; GRIFFINILLA
“Jae and Ona in the morninggg….nights..”
Jae: We gotta change that intro
Ona: Nooo its so iconic!!
Jae: Then we need to stop recording at night..
Ona: Bitch now you KNOW thats not gonna stop.
Jae: True…
Ona: Whats the topic today jae jae?
Jae: Today’s topic isss…… drumroll please!
Ona: These nails are press on, if they pop off I would cry.
Jae: The topic is the new Five Nights At Freddy's movie.
Ona: You could've used the soundboard…
Jae: I dont want to hear NOTHING from your right now…
Ona: …..
Jae: …
Jae: Anyways Ona, whats your thoughts so far on the movie!
Ona: ….I hate you so bad.
Ona: But seriously i CAN NOTTT WAIT.
Jae: If yall didnt know me and Ona always go to see horror movies together and we at least go 3 times.
Ona: We literally have every streaming app for what ever they put the movie on.
Jae: Usually the first time we go with a group of friends.
Ona: And the the other times we go to actually analyze the film.
Jae: what is are your theories for the movie?
Ona: I feel like it’s only gonna be like the first game or something like that im really upset that they arent gonna have a scene with the springlock suit, like I heard a lot about that.
Jae: Well, you know there’s definitely gonna be at the movies, I think it’s mostly gonna focus on the first game as you said, but more of like a backstory type of thing too.
Ona: how much you wanna bet that the movies aren’t even going to be in timeline order?
Jae: oh my God I’m not doing that bullshit again..
Ona: the timeline was literally horrible to figure out.
Jae: We should stream as replaying the games on our twitch.
Ona: Definitely, I’m so sick of people talking about the red eyes.
Jae: Oh yeah, isn’t it Cannon? or something like that?
Jae: so I just looked this up, but did you know that they my delay the movie since people are complaining about it? like the movie is already in October that so longgggg.
Ona: YEAH DUDE!
Jae: it’s not even that big of a deal to be honest.
Ona: like if you read the books and they literally have red eyes when William is in control.
Jae: You sound like those weird kids in 2014
Ona: Um…you WERE the weird kids!
Jae: Not too fucking much…
Ona: OH MY GOD???
Ona: JAE WERE YOU REALLY?
Jae: ….No.
Ona: …. I gotta make some calls, who did you go to school with?
Jae: No one, i was a lone wolf.
Ona: Anddd that tells me everything i needed to know.
Jae: STOP I WAS KIDDING CUT THAT OUT!!
Ona: ANYWAYS-
Jae: DI’ONA!
Ona: Back on the topic, it’s so crazy to think that we literally grew up with the series.
Jae: No yeah, I thought about that before.
 Jae: Have you ever thought about how controversial the game is?
Ona: What d’you mean?
Jae: like, do you remember when people would argue over the gender of foxes?
Ona: that was literally insane, like there was real debates about that….
Jae: You would probably joined in….
Ona: OH I KNOWWW YOU’RE NOT TALKIN
Jae: I have no idea what you’re talking about..
Ona: Hey i just had a thought-
Jae: wowwwww for once in your life!
Ona: ……
Ona: …Anyways. What was your favorite FNAF song?
Jae: Its been too long-
Ona: Oh.
Jae: …what is your problem NOW?
Ona: Nothing, just…nothing um anyways-
Jae: ….
Ona: Jaeyoung i swear to god.
Jae: You started it.
Ona: LIKE I WAS SAYING, My fav is Join the Party or Join us for a bite.
Jae: Girl pick one.
Ona: NO WAIT! Below the surface!
Jae: If they dont play its been so long at the end credits im gonna go insane. 
Ona: ….ACTUALLY CIRCUS OF THE DEAD!
Jae: Ona…please dont start…
Ona: I cant pickkkk
Ona: But i think they should play Stay Calm.
Jae: Whys that?
Ona: Dude like it make perfect sense for the first movie! Dont piss me off at 12:55 Am….
Jae: Why didnt you just say 1 in the morning?
Ona: Your soo lucky time is up…
Jae: Well everyone thanks for tuning into the realest podcast for the night-
Ona: the best horror podcast around..at night..
Jae: Dude we gotta change our catchphrase.
Ona: It doesnt rhyme with anything elseee
Jae: That was the hardest sigh ive ever tooken.
Ona: Next week you’ll hear us talk about Aliens-
Jae: Which i’m sure will be an exciting venture. this has been the realest.. being real.
Ona: have a good night everyone and thank you for listening.
Jae and Ona: This is The Realest Podcast signing out!
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PGY-3
Okay! Here’s that previously hinted at update (month by month) of my third year of residency! Sorry not sorry it’s so long!
July: Became a third year! Got to do a bunch of OB! GOT TO DO MY FIRST C-SECTION AS A PRIMARY! Applied to a million fellowships. Met a boy...
August: Whirlwind romance. That’s legit all I remember from this month. I know I was also on inpatient but that was kinda background noise to the personal growth I was going through (and it was growth...shout out to my fave podcast, Girls Gotta Eat!).
September: Went to my best friend’s wedding and got blindsided by the boy breaking up with me (though I guess now I can say I’ve had a true summer fling) and did a bunch of fellowship interviews. And I’m sure I also went to work at some point...
October: Peds ED month. Still hate the ED. Had my sister come visit for a weekend with an amazing fall themed photoshoot. By the end of the month I would say it had become clear that I wasn’t going to be getting any fellowships. It was really tough to feel like the one thing I’d been working on for the last three years wasn’t going to come to fruition. I cried a lot. I thought a lot about what to do instead. I talked with a lot of mentors about where to go from here.
November: Applied for dream job. Literally the job that I feel that I have been working towards ever since I decided I wanted to do family medicine. And they were really excited about me!
December: Another inpatient month. Interviewed at dream job. Started to realize it may not be as good of a fit as I was hoping. Went home for Christmas. Worked NYE and delivered the first new years baby of 2022!
January: Started looking at other possible jobs. Became increasingly frustrated day by day with the recruiter associated with dream job. Found a really random opportunity in the middle of nowhere in a state I never thought I’d move to that would teach me how to do c-sections. Went to interview there. FELL IN LOVE. New dream job. Conflicted, conflicted, conflicted over what to do. Also reconnected with old attending from med school and applied to work at his clinic as well.
February: I ACCEPTED A JOB!!!!! After weeks of deliberation I went with NEW DREAM JOB IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE BECAUSE IT FELT RIGHT! In the end I’m going to do full spectrum family medicine in a rural town at a critical access hospital with mostly outpatient, some inpatient medicine and peds and a ton of OB and on top of it all I’m going to learn how to do c-sections. And also make a fuck ton of money. Like an insane amount. Like crazy bonkers amount. Like they def made a mistake but it’s too late now.
March: Studied for boards and studied some more and shit hit the fan multiple times in terms of people calling out from work (at one point we had seven people out at once...we’d run out of people to cover things) and one time I got woken up at 1:30 am for one of these call out issues and after that I fled to Florida to...study some more!
April: ugh. worst month ever.
As a fun backdrop, I was on our inpatient service this month. We had some really really sick people and some very difficult people who kept leaving the hospital on us despite continuing to also keep coming back and some really sad people who literally had nowhere to go.
The first weekend of the month my cat died. It was sudden and unexpected. I was (still am) completely torn up about it. She was my companion throughout all of COVID. Even though she was getting old, I still thought I’d be bringing her on my next adventure with me. Every time I open my apartment door and she isn’t there to great me I die a little inside.
Less than twelve hours later...my residency best friend’s dad died. It was sudden and unexpected. She called me while I was still in bed listening to grand rounds on a Monday morning. Sobbing. The next week was a complete blur. Mostly the two of us just sitting in grief together.
I took boards. (OH YEAH...in the middle of all this I was still studying for boards!) Once they were behind me I thought that everything would get better. I even had a vacation lined up the first week of May to fully decompress and relax.
Then I got COVID. Guys, I know it is hard to believe but I had not gotten COVID yet. Not even like an asymptomatic carrier. I tested weekly this winter and never had a positive result. When I saw the positive last weekend I broke down. I was terrified about how it would affect me, devastated about not being able to finish my month up with the team or go on my much much MUCH NEEDED vacation, guilty about maybe exposing others, and just feeling so terrible all around. In the end, it hasn’t been that bad physically, but mentally it has really been difficult. I feel even more scared about going out in the world (after being super cautious for so long and not even doing much of anything the week before and still getting COVID??? How could I ever go back to normal again?) and just unimaginable shame about actually getting sick. All stuff that I know is just not actually based in reality...but I feel it nonetheless.
And soooo here we are! I cancelled my actual vacation and am now finishing up my quarantine at my parents house and then probably going to go to attending town (eek!) to look at houses (EEEK!) at the end of next week. Not all is lost. But it was a pretty shitty month.
Oh...but I did pass boards :)
#medblr#pgy3#residency#I think i'm almost an attending#medblr update#that actually wasn't as long as i thought it would be#mostly because I wrote the April bit first#and the rest is so far away now it's like oh not that much happened
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Anon asked: hi!! this is my first time doing an ask- i LOVE youre writing sm and i enjoy everything you make ^^ so i was wondering if you could do hcs for Izuku, Bakugo, Tamaki, and Shigaraki with an s/o who does digital art, but they're kinda self conscious about it cuz they think their art is bad- And like- the characters didnt realize how good their s/o is until they look at an art piece that was left on the screen of the s/o's tablet/computer while they were away from it and are just FUCKING AMAZED- and are just "Why didn't you tell me you were this good-" and maybe even request a piece from them-
Hopefully that made sense- if you dont have time to do it or anything, thats absolutely fine! Anyway- i hope you have a great day/night! Stay hydrated <3
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Izuku, Bakugou, Tamaki, Tomura x gn!reader (separate)
A/n: Ahhhh thank you so much anon that's so sweet of you to say! This is my first time writing for bnha so it might not be great but I still hope you like it! :)
A special thanks to @raes-ramblings for editing this!
❁Izuku❁
Izuku was already aware that you liked drawing
Sometimes you’d show him a quick sketch or two
He’d still encourage you and be your #1 supporter when it comes your art, even though he’s barely seen it
It happened on regular day, classes were over and all the students were settling down and relaxing
You had asked Izuku to go grab your sweater from your room because you were to lazy to get up from the comfortable and very cozy couch in the commons
Once he finished rummaging through your closet and was about to head out he noticed you left your computer on so he went to turn it off for you
Once he saw your art on the screen his eyes went as wide as saucers do to shock and awe
He was absolutely enticed by the art on the screen
Runs down the common room to gush to you about how amazing he thinks your art is.
He still is very much your #1 supporter and will always shower you with compliments
❁Bakugou❁
He definitely knew you drew but that’s all he really knows since you never do it in front of him or show him your art
He doesn’t ask about it either because once again he barely knows about it
It was a Friday evening when it happened
You were in your dorm peacefully drawing as you listened to music/podcast or watching a video/show/movie
Without a warning (or even a knock) your door burst open, almost breaking off the hinges
There stood in the doorway was the culprit of your almost broken door, looking at the your poor door and checking to see if broke (because he didn’t want to face the wrath of Aizawa)
He began to stomp towards you but stopped in tracks once he saw your computer screen
He looked at it for a few seconds, his eyes squinting a bit as he was processing the beautiful drawing on the screen
“HUH YOU'RE ACTUALLY GOOD AT DRAWING!?!?!”
“WHAT DO YOU “ACTUALLY GOOD” WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME!?!”
“WELL YOU NEVER SHOWED OR TOLD ME ANYTHING ABOUT YOUR DRAWINGS SO I LOWKEY ASSUMED YOU SUC- *AHEM* WEREN'T GOOD AT IT”
“BAKUGOU KATSUKI I’M GONNA PUNCH THE YOUR FACE IN”
After a few minutes of silly arguing and someone down the hall yelling shut up, he began throw out the compliments and praise
He may not be a super vocal supporter like Izuku but he still is your #1 support
He’ll just chill with you while you draw, you two just vibe together
He will always ask to see your new art no matter what, he’ll even ask if you ever finished that piece, ect.
❁Tamaki❁
He definitely knew that you drew but didn’t say/ask much since he knew you are self conscious about
He definitely still supports you saying even though he’s never seen it he sure it’s gorgeous
It happened very casually compared to the others
It was just a regular day and you two were chilling in your dorm room. You decided to watch some youtube and you pulled out your computer.
Little did you know, you had your program open.
You panicked and moved to slam your laptop shut, but before you could he grabbed your hand gently
“W-wait, that was so cool! I didn’t know you could draw like that!!”
You started to blush and stutter and he started to do the same after his sudden burst of confidence came to an end
You both started laughing in the amidst the embarrassment
After that he became someone you were very comfortable sharing your art with
He also starts to ask you about it and what you’ve been working on
You two will hangout in you're room and relax together while you draw
❁Tomura❁
Didn’t know that you can draw at all
So you’d often go draw in your room for hours on end he got a bit annoyed
He didn’t know what you were doing in there and it bothered him
You could be taking an insane amount of naps, you could be taking a super long bath, you could be playing video games,...... you…… you could be cheating on him……..?
He got up and began rushing to your room, his mind still wondering down the cheating rabbit hole
He slams the door open causing you to let out a blood-curdling scream and throw you pen across the room
“OH MY GOD WHY DID YOU THAT ARE YOU OKAY?” you asked, you throat still recovering from your scream
He looked at the pen on the ground to the computer screen then to the pen again
You got up from your seat and walkover to him, placing your hand on his arm and rubbing it soothingly
“Tomura babe what’s wrong you’re worrying me”
“Oh you were just drawing” he said slowly wrapping his arms around you
“Oh y-yeah I was ahaha…..” you said with a nervous chuckle cause it just hit you that he SAW your art
“It’s really good”
He supports your art and always compliments you whenever you show him a new piece, he’s someone you’ve become comfortable sharing your art with
He was also super excited when he saw your artist glove (if you have one) because it looked like his quirk cancelling glove. He’ll hold up one of his hands to yours and say “Look we’re matching” with big, stupid, goofy grin
But you never truly learned what was bothering him that day and it still kinda bugs ya
#bnha#bnha headcanons#mha#mha headcanons#bakugou x reader#bakugou headcanons#izuku x reader#izuku headcanons#tamaki headcanons#tamaki x reader#tomura headcanons#tomura x reader#bnha bakugou#bnha izuku#bnha tamaki#bnha tomura#my writing
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A couple of thoughts
We doin' okay, Cats family? We're good? Good. I have one last thing to add.
This is kinda about pro- and anti-shippers, but it's really more about fandom culture in general and just my experiences. You can read it, if you want, or not.
Up to you.
I've been doin' this for a while. A good fifteen years at least, closer probably to sixteen. I've been doing things in fandom for longer than some of my mutuals have been alive.
(Oh Jesus)
And there's something I gotta tell you guys, both as a person who has been doing fandom-y stuff for years and for someone who literally has college degrees in English Literature and Creative Writing.
Being an anti is not normal.
And I know that comes across as harsh and mean and it sounds unreasonable but I'd like to explain what I mean by that.
I can trace back being an anti to two main sources: Voltron and Star Wars. I was never into Voltron or really even around anyone who was but I remember the screaming and fighting over the ships, and I remember the hellish crusade that began when people dared to ship Rey and Kylo Ren together. It was nasty, guys. It was absolutely insane that suddenly people were doing this over fictional ships, that people were being sent actual abuse and hatred because someone wanted the broody shitlord man and the unwashed desert scrounger to smooch. Like... imagine that in real time.
I was not, nor have I ever been, a Reylo shipper, but you know what I did, when that ship began, and I didn't like it? I ignored it and went about my day. Because that's how I was taught. Nothing in the fiction world was worth fighting over. It was not worth getting into arguments over. What was the point?
Then the antis got bolder, started branching out, and when people like me started standing up and saying, "Hey, stop being a dick to people!" someone hired the world's best PR machine and suddenly people who were not antis were pedophiles and abusive and incestuous.
How's that for some whiplash.
This anti movement of berating, bullying, harming, and threatening has been their MO, and it's dangerous. And now, they all buy their own bullshit. They actually think people like me are all out here twisting our mustaches like Snidely Whiplash and diddling kids. Without a shred of irony, they believe this.
Proship only labeled itself that as a response to the antiship, and antiship, make no mistake, named itself first. It was not anti-pedophile. It was not anti-incest. It was not anti-abuse.
It was all about disliking fictional ships that other people enjoyed, and thus attacking people over it.
And it's pointless. It's driven a child to suicide. It has gotten people fired. It has ruined careers, livelihoods, friendships. For nothing. For a boogeyman that doesn't exist.
Sex experts across the board all agree that what gives us our jollies is not at all what we want in real life. There's some wild statistic like 70% of women have had a sexual fantasy about rape at least once in their lives. About rape! That act that most AFAB people have a deep ingrained fear of! And we've used it to get off! Because sexual fantasy isn't that deep. Our brains are idiots. And since time immemorial, we as humans have written just the most fucked up shit.
It's even in the Bible. Humans have been nasty forever. And it doesn't mean shit.
It's in the TV shows. It's in our movies. It's in our books. It's in our music, our podcasts, everything. Being an anti is not the way of humanity at all. Ever. Except for like... maybe the puritans but they sucked so who cares about them.
Antis believe a lie. They believe a lie and they hurt people for it. I am not in any way, shape, or form exaggerating when I say I am fearful for those who regularly interact with me, because I am worried that one day the art they make or the "clout" they carry isn't going to be enough to save them from their friendship with me and antis will tear them to shreds. Because that is how they behave. They may not think they're bullies, and they may think they're in the right, but I want you to look up the Youtube RPF kid who killed themselves over anti harassment. Look at that horrible ask I just got. This is how they behave.
And that is what proshippers stand against. It's a stance against bullying, harassment, threats. That is it. There are plenty of proshippers out in the world that would never, ever think of writing anything involving someone underage, or between relatives, or involving anything gruesome. Because that's not what it's about.
Antis are new in the world of fandom, and they are the absolute root of toxicity. I do not exaggerate. They waste the time of agencies actually trying to eradicate CSAM by sending them art someone drew of a teenage character that isn't real. They've driven people to suicide. They've outright admitted to not caring about actual humans as much as they care about fictional ships. They have shown time and time again that they are not above abuse, vitriol, and bullying. There are blogs that post stories from ex-antis who say they were afraid to say anything different than their anti friends for fear of righteous backlash.
I repeat: I am legitimately afraid that my friends are going to get dogpiled and harassed because they dare to be my friend. That fear is not baseless. And it's all because of the way antis act.
I am liberal with the block button. I try to maintain boundaries because I don't want to see any of that shit as much as they don't want to see any of mine (though only a very scant few actually block me back, which is a joke in and of itself). But it still slips through. And I hate it, every time I see it.
Because this is not the way we're supposed to be. We are not supposed to be at odds with each other. We are supposed to share and have fun and be joyful about some people in lycra.
But because some people wanted to put on the pilgrim hat and play Morality Council to someone who's been doing this for years, I gotta tiptoe around people that think I'm actually out in the world diddling children. Do you know how fucked up that is. Do you know how that feels? To not only have someone make that judgment without any evidence, but to tell it to other people who don't know me either?
When someone finally snaps and starts biting back, it's not out of nowhere. And antis never, ever see themselves as doing something wrong. But they are. They are wrong.
Can I let you in on a little secret?
Seriously, just between you and me, come here.
If you think it's wrong to bully someone because of fiction, then you're proship. That is the long and short of it. No more or less. I hate to break it to you, but that is the only definition, and anyone who says it's something else is lying to you for their own gain.
And sure, there are lots of people who try to hide behind the proship label as they do shitty things. But antis do the same. Humans being assholes and trying to blame it on something else is not new.
The fact that people have come to me and told me that the antis have made them feel uncomfortable, that they're afraid if they do something they might view as negative they might receive hate, that people are actually AFRAID of people in this fandom, is not okay.
There was a fandom I was involved in where one of the prominent people actively hated me and I was never afraid of what she would do. I am afraid of the antis in this fandom, though. Because they have teeth and they like to use them.
Fandom isn't supposed to be like this. Nobody should be screaming at teenagers for talking to adults in fandom, infantilizing them like they're not a whole autonomous human. Nobody should be telling someone to kill themselves because they ship Tuggerstrap. Nobody should be afraid of the other people in their fandom.
Antis, if any of them even read this (I doubt it, but just in case), I want you to look around. The people who are neutral are not afraid of what the proshippers will say to them. They are afraid of you. You and your ilk are the ones causing the damage, and you are the outliers in the entire world of fiction. You're a loud minority that thinks it knows better when it knows absolutely nothing.
Ruminate on that.
My blog is still a safe space from bullying, abuse, and nastiness. If someone is being mean to you, you will always find a friend here. And if you can't say the same, then what's wrong with you?
Be excellent to each other. Stop making people afraid.
And sit down and ask yourself what it is you really want when you make vague posts about people and tell people vicious, awful things. What are you hoping to gain.
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I Should Sleep With You More Often (Sam x Reader)
Sequel to Works Like a Charm where Sam and Reader finally get together. It’s a very fluffy piece, with a little bit of late night breakfast making and a surprise kiss.
special thanks to @literaryhedgehog cause this wouldn’t have happened without her.
Hello?”
“Hey, I can’t sleep.” Sam’s voice comes over the phone, getting straight to the point with frustration.
“And you’re calling me about it? At 3 am. I could have been asleep you know.” You huff into the phone, pinning it between your chin and your shoulder.
“Were you?” She asks, and you can almost see her eyebrow quirking up.
You look down at the frying pan where you were about to pour your egg-cheese scramble. “No. But still.”
“Don’t worry, I appreciate the irony of the situation,” she says, with an attempt at humor. “can I come over?”
“Sure. You can split my omelet.” You hum, your tongue poking out as you make sure the entire omelet landed on the plate instead of the floor.
“Omelette?” Sam asked, sounding amused. “I thought you weren’t supposed to --”
“Eat anything after 9 pm I know, I know. But I woke up and was hungry, and couldn’t just ignore it to fall back asleep for two hours. I had to eat something or I was going to get nauseous.” You interrupted her, waving your hand dismissively.
“What?” Sam asked entirely confused.
“You know that feeling, where you’re like, so hungry that you get kind of nauseous?” You tried to explain again.
“No…” She trailed off.
“Oh, well it’s the worst. I like to try to eat something before it gets too bad because otherwise, the food won’t do anything. Anyway, I made enough you can have half of it, just let me know when you get here so I can send down the elevator for you.” You said, whipping your hands off and walking towards the door.
“I’m actually just parking,” Sam’s voice came sheepishly over the phone. In the background, you heard the unmistakable sound of her car being locked. She always insisted on clicking the lock button twice so it would beep, like she didn’t trust it to lock the first time.
You shook your head and left your apartment to buzz her into the building. “You’re telling me that at 3 am, before even checking to see if I was awake, you just decided to come to my apartment because you couldn’t sleep?”
“Yes?”
“You’re insane,” you said, hanging up the phone as the elevator door opened to reveal her tall frame.
She ruffled the hair at the back of her neck, grinning. “I knew you would be awake?”
“Bullshit.” You led the way back to your apartment and grabbed two plates from the cabinet. “You want soy milk?”
“What?”
“Soy milk. I’ve got vanilla or dark chocolate.” For some reason, soy milk helped reduce the insomnia nausea more than anything else most days. Still, the omelet smelled amazing.
“Um sure, vanilla please.” She shrugged, and you rolled your eyes. Vanilla was for the weak.
You pulled out both cartons and two glasses, before cutting the omelet in half and handing her a fork.
“Don’t I get my own plate?” Sam whined, cutting off a piece of the Omelet and popping it into her mouth.
“People who come barging into my apartment at 3 AM have to share with the host. Unless you wanna do dishes?” You raised your eyebrow at her, pointing your fork in her direction, smirking when she emphatically shook her head no.
She quickly changed the subject, avoiding your eyes as she ate. “So how are you liking your apartment, it’s new right?”
“Yeah, I moved in four months ago, you know when I suddenly got traded to North Carolina,” you said, a very bitter edge in your voice. How Mark could let you leave the thorns you would never know, but at least Hinkle was retiring.
You took another bite “So why couldn’t you sleep? At camp, you’re usually snoring like a freight train by now.”
Sam paused mid-bite, fork in the air. She looked like she was debating how to answer then, stuffed her last piece of omelet in her mouth. “I donb snowe.”
“You totally do. Rose even sent me the video evidence if you wanna see it,” you smirked, standing to go get your phone.
“No!” Sam jumped up and you sprinted across the kitchen to get out of her reach, grinning. “You really don’t have to do that, it’s not a big deal.”
“Oh, but I really don’t mind,” you taunted, starting for your phone before Sam tackled you. Well, it wasn’t a tackle so much as a grab, but she had a good foot and a half on you, so same difference really.
“Put me down. This is highly unnecessary,” you sputtered, laughing from Sam’s shoulder. “I’m not supposed to exercise within an hour of bed. My therapist would be unhappy with so much activity.”
“Yeah cause eating an Omelette at 3 am is totally something she would approve,” Sam rolled her eyes, as she tossed you onto your couch.
“Lies and slander. I won’t get the alleged snoring video, but seriously. Why are you here?”
Sam sighs, and slouches onto the couch next to you, dropping her head into your lap. You smile down at her, liking this new angle. While you certainly didn’t mind being the baby of the team, it was kind of nice to do the petting for once.
“I don’t know,” Sam said, furrowing her eyebrows.
“You were never a good liar. It’s why everyone catches you when you try to pull pranks. I hear it helps if you talk about it,” You murmured, using your thumb to smooth out the crease that formed between her eyes.
“Fine, I couldn’t sleep because I kept having nightmares. It felt like, I was tossing and turning for hours, and then every time I dozed off, my brain came up with these fucked up images. Like, silence of the lambs shit. I could sell some horror film director the plotlines and make bank, I’m telling you. And since Rose and Wilma moved out, my place has felt so empty. It felt like, the panic attacks I used to have before games. When I had to always bring a bag with me to hyperventilate into before I could get my mind on the game.”
You frowned. “I don’t remember that.”
“Once you became my bus buddy I didn’t have that problem. You got me out of my own head with fun word games and stupid jokes. Remember that time you gave me the sentence ‘The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog?’ You kept grinning telling me to stop stressing out, it would be alright, to just guess a letter.”
“Because whatever you guessed would be right.” You hum smiling down at her.
“You couldn’t take that shit-eating grin off your face, you jerk, but like, it helped me stop second-guessing myself. Sitting on the bus with you, I’ve never felt more calm going into a season. And so I just thought. It’s dumb but I hoped coming here would help.” She shrugged.
“It’s not dumb Sammy. You help me sleep too. Why do you think all the vets insist I sit with you?” You said softly, leaning down to kiss her forehead.
“Because you used to fall asleep literally everywhere and they hoped I could get across the aisle and catch you before you hit your head?” She giggled and you snapped her shoulder lightly.
“Wow. Thanks.” You said in a monotone, “Or maybe it’s ‘cause you’re my favorite teddy bear.”
“If anyone is the teddy it’s you. You’re like half my size,” She giggled.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” you muttered, playfully pushing her head off your lap. “Come on you giant.”
“Where are you going?” She asked, allowing you to pull her to her feet.
“To go grab you a toothbrush and a fresh pillowcase for the bed.” You said, your tugging getting a little more insistent. You really wanted to get to sleep tonight. You had been so good lately (ignoring the random omelet you cooked tonight).
“Oh, um. I was hoping we could just watch television on your couch and I would fall asleep,” Sam rambled, eyes wide. “I mean, not that I mind, but I didn’t want to like, invade on your--”
“Just come up to my room. It’s no big deal, it’s large enough for both of us, and I honestly don’t think that couch is even big enough to fit you. Besides, maybe it will help you sleep to be on a mattress actually purchased in this century.”
“Hey, I like my mattress!” She grumbled indignantly, crossing her arms.
“You flip it twice a month because it keeps forming an indention where you’ve slept!” You said exasperated. That sleepover had been a terrible idea and you stood by that. At least your bed didn’t spit out feathers when you turned over too fast.
“Well, I. um. No comment.” you hear her say as you go to take your turn in the bathroom.
When Sam gets back from brushing her teeth you’ve done everything except turn out the lights. You look up from your side of the bed as she pauses in the doorway.
“Is this… Welcome to Night Vale?”
“It helps me ignore my thoughts. Can you get the lights please?”
You had to replay the podcast the next day after Sam left. You couldn’t remember anything after “Wednesday has been canceled due to a scheduling error” because within moments you were asleep.
*****
You thought that sleeping with Sam was only supposed to be a one-night thing, but it wasn’t. One night turned into two, which turned into the two of you usually crashing at each other's places.
If you were being honest, it was the best sleep you had ever gotten. It was nice to have someone there to hold onto, to protect you from the bad dreams. The problem was that your feelings were edging past the line of friendship, and you had no idea what to do about it.
It started with a team party you both went to, where Sam offered to be the designated driver. After she dropped everyone else off, you told her she might as well stay the night at your place since it was already so late and she did. And you both slept great. And then you had your usual Saturday spa night the next night, and you were several shots in and it wouldn’t have been responsible to drive home. And you both slept a solid seven hours.
Not that Sam was a magical cure to your insomnia. You still had nights where your brain was like a train running off the rails, unstoppable no matter how hard you tried. Yet, having her there helped. She made sure blue lights went off when they were supposed to, and your late-night breakfast-making was kept to a minimum. AND after the first few nights, you realized that she was amusingly clingy in her sleep. Which meant that occasionally if you woke up and tried to get out of bed, she would sleepily grab you and hold you in place murmuring about whatever was happening in her dream. Since you couldn’t get up you had to just lay there, which normally might have been boring, but with her was amusing as you listened to her rambling state of consciousness.
You sighed, staring up at the ceiling. You really needed to get your shit together and just ask her out. But what if she said no, and you lost your cuddle buddy? That would suck royally, and if you lost your bus seat it might completely curse the USWNT.
“Alright, I can practically feel the steam coming out of your ears, spill,” Sam groaned, rolling over and throwing an arm around your waist.
“Isn’t it weird?”
“What?”
“Time. Like someone decided that seconds were a thing and a certain number of seconds equaled a minute and there were a certain number of minutes in a day. Like someone just decided it was a thing, and everyone went along with it and now we all have to plan our lives around this arbitrary system. I wonder if that asshole realized that people would use it to put kids in detention and force them to cram so they could regurgitate facts in a specified amount of his made-up system. And like the Romans made a Calendar and the Mayans did one too…” Your rambling was cut off by Sams’s soft lips touching your own in a quick peck before she collapsed back into the pillow. “Just blame capitalism babe.”
You stared at her for a minute, shocked, before she bolted upright. “SHIT. Sorry, I just. I forgot to ask for consent. I just forgot--”
“I consent, yes, more of this please,” you said, leaning over to kiss her again. Your hands cupped her cheeks and her fingers tangled into the baby hairs at the back of your neck.
After a few minutes, Sam broke off the kiss, both of you breathing heavily. “Um, wow. You know, I’m not sure this is helping you get to sleep, love.”
You smirk, biting your lip and straddling her hips before you lean in to kiss her again, slowly. “You’re the one who said you needed to sleep with me more often.”
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