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dxckgrxsonx · 1 year

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The dick pic storyline is driving me absolutely feral, I need more, my love. Please, I am on my knees begging you 🙇‍♀️ 🙏

im chewing my laptop and maybe committing a few crimes because of the feelings. they're going to fuck eventually i swear!!

Sunlight yawns bright and weightless over the horizon, dawn dappled in lazy diluted watercolour brushstrokes.

Bronze scatters across the sky, endless wavelengths of vibrant colour sliding seamlessly into the other; gold hooks into blue and smudges talented fingers into the soft line of pink.

It’s been a long time since you’ve seen the blinding curve of the sun in the morning. You’ve missed the quiet plethora of colour. The silence. The absence of responsibility.

Watching the dawn break over the horizon is easy, it’s beautiful; makes you want to swallow the world whole.

You think of Jason and how sometimes, when you really make him smile, you get the same endless feeling in your chest.

“I don’t remember you being here when I went to bed.” Jason rumbles as soon as he spots you standing by the window, voice thick and lazy with sleep. He rubs a hand through his hair, confusion thumbing gently against the tired lines of his face. “More importantly, I can’t remember the last time you were up this early. Everything okay? Do you need me to beat someone up for you?”

Your smile is automatic, reflective.

“I don’t need you to beat anyone up for me. I can do it myself.” Jason wanders forwards, steps eerily silent, and grabs you from behind, tucks you soft and warm against his chest. His fingers interlock against your stomach, trapping you in place, and you tip your head back to look at him.

Jason meets your gaze and doesn’t let go. It’s almost unnerving having his undivided attention. You find that you’re suddenly unsure.

It feels like the ground is shifting under your feet, feels like a fracture, a planetary faultline; like if you take one wrong step the floor will simply open right up, leave you falling into a hole with no bottom.

The look on his face is sleepy and thoughtful, you see him swallow.

“Just because you can, doesn’t mean you have to.” Jason says after a careful silence. Pressing his mouth to the crown of your head he mumbles into your hair, “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep you safe.”

Your heart swells in your chest and you think of how goddamn lucky you are to have him as your best friend.

“Oh good.” You sigh, relieved. “Because the real reason I’m here is because there’s this spider in my apartment and I think it wants to kill me.”

Jason laughs softly against the top of your head and then ducks down to tuck his face into the crook of your neck, “I’ll get my gun.”

“Breakfast first?” You choke, shivering at the feel of his lips so close to your pulse point.

“You just want free food from me don’t you?” Jason grins, teeth scraping the thin, sensitive skin under your ear. Your stomach flips, excitement snaking thick down your spine. Part of you thinks he knows exactly what he’s doing, and thinks he’s doing it on purpose.

“Well,” You admit, “I do love your cooking.”

Shuffling out of his hold when the sensation of his mouth against your neck becomes unbearable, you turn and finally settle your attention firmly on the chaotic mess of Jason’s hair. Strands stick up at odd angles from where he’s slept, soft curls knotted together on the side of his head above his ear. He looks dishevelled.

He looks unbearably domestic.

You feel suddenly fond, maybe even warm. But not in the same way you get when he sends you a video, or a photo. It’s different. It’s softer. Almost like stumbling into a patch of warm sun when you’re just starting to feel cold.

Unexpected. Comforting.

Jason yawns and stretches his arms above his head. The thick curve of his biceps catch your eye and you’re reminded of his strength, of how utterly big he is.

The sleeves of his t-shirt pull tight over the muscle and there’s something almost unhinged tugging at your ribs, wanting you desperately to sink your teeth into him.

A relieved little groan slips out of his pretty mouth when his shoulder cracks and you respond with an almost silent whine.

Glancing down you watch as his shirt starts to ride up, exposing a thin strip of warm skin. The sight of his tummy makes you lightheaded, makes you press your tongue to the backs of your teeth.

Dragging the tips of your fingers over his exposed stomach Jason sucks in a sharp breath. It’s almost like a flinch with the way his entire abdomen tightens up, muscles preparing for a hit you would never land.

It reminds you that not everyone touches him with the intent of gentle, almost innocent exploration. Even worse: it reminds you that the action is so well ingrained in his head that he’s been hit there more than once; that he’s been hit enough that every touch there is expected to bring pain.

It fills you with a quiet sort of hurt.

It’s the same hurt you get when you catch sight of bruises scattering dark and heavy over his skin. When you see his knuckles swollen and discoloured. When you watch him move out of the corner of your eye and see him wince because he’s pulled at a still healing wound.

Endless. Agonising.

The pads of your fingers sweep slowly against his skin, tracing the dips and grooves of his navel. You brush lightly over multiple thick, angry lines of raised scar tissue and Jason makes a small, desperate noise in the back of his throat—the healed skin horribly sensitive—and you can’t ignore the way you ache between your legs.

There’s the slightest brush of his happy trail against the pad of your pointer finger and you follow it down until you meet the elastic of his sweatpants. Tucking your finger just underneath the waistband Jason’s abdomen flexes and he quickly clears his throat, making you look up.

His cheeks are flushed.

You realise a little too late that he’s not wearing anything underneath his sweats.

“Can I put my arms down now?”

“Only if you make me waffles.” You reply, removing your palm from his tummy. “And let me use your shower. And also maybe take a little nap with me.”

Jason sniggers, amused. “Anything else?”

Your eyes slant to his mouth.

You think of the nights spent having his head in your lap. Fighting over who gets the last bite of food. Playing hide and seek in the middle of the supermarket because it makes him laugh. You think of the silly way you send each other stupid selfies. The way he plays pranks on you when he’s bored.

You think of how when he’s hurt and bleeding out somewhere in Gotham he calls you, says your name in that quiet, revenant way he does when he’s scared; almost like calling your name will save him.

It would be so easy.

“Uhh–no, that’s it.” You manage to get out, voice thick, distracted. “But I'll let you know if I think of anything else.”

#jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd fanfic #jason todd fanfiction #red hood x reader #red hood x you #ella writes #asks #answered #croimilis #💕💕#I’ve got one more slightly smutty part planned #then there’s going to angst and feelings and action and aaaaaa

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aleiiii · 1 month

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Heya! Love your art and OC, The ship between Ná and Wukong is so AHHHGGGGGGGG CUTIES-

Also

Ná's reaction to possessed Wukong 👀 (what can I say I love me some couple angst)

AAAAAA thank youuuuu ;;; 💜

This really got my brain juices thinkin,,,,, figuring out how this might play out later in the story I have for them. I was teetering on the line of her getting taken by wukong or seeking refuge with MK and others. It seemed like the most logical thing would to be putting her with the group, I feel like she would have the survival skills to maybe not go out wandering alone. ((Also also a good excuse for her to finally meet macaque heheh))

with that, I’m sure in their big altercation where MK and Macaque are fighting it out with Wukong, perhaps she gets caught in the cross fire. Maybe thinking about giving her a supporting power (good ole passed down by generations type deal)

ANYWAYS, I definitely think that MK and Nà had a private lil therapy sesh as to why wukong can kinda suck sometimes and how he kinda has a mind of his own, resulting in very reckless actions.

Throws this at you at runs away

in other words…. She would be terrified.

#art stuff #asks #lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk sun wukong #sun wukong #lmk monkey king #monkie kid #lmk oc #lmk oc x canon #ná lore?????!??????

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kairiscorner · 9 months

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OMG WAIT HI! I HAVE A REALLY GOOD ANGST IDEA FOR NOIR!! Imagine his s/o dies as his canon event. Here's the catch, the last memory he had with them was a big argument which caused his s/o to stay at a motel for a breathe of fresh air.

AAAAAA OMG ........ this could be what happened before the canon event fic i made; but this is making me wanna write a drabble about it now, which is:

you're standing across from him, heaving and feeling heat in your face–an angry, discomforting heat that just makes you want to scream it out of you. he sat down with his head in his hands, tears slowly filling his eyes as he realized he just yelled at you. you sniffle back tears of your own, not wanting to give him the satisfaction (or misery) of knowing he made you cry with his words; with those words he was too much of a coward to back up with actions and not air.

you took your purse from the rack and your coat from the coat hanger and hastily tied the flimsy strings around your waist, not even caring to button it up anymore. peter raised his head to look at you with watery eyes, his expression appearing much sadder than angry, confused as well as he watched you put on your heels and make your way for the door.

"hey, hey, where are you going?" he asked you in a shaky voice as he wiped the tears from his eyes as he quickly put his glasses back on. "somewhere you won't find me." you said promptly in a huff as you opened the door and headed out. peter reached for your wrist to stop you, block the door with his foot and run after you–grab you by the waist and fall to his knees, releasing all the tears he had kept in during the fight you two were having, the tears he was concealing during the aftermath of the fight and just... say sorry.

but you were gone.

you took off, and now, he couldn't apologize anymore.

he planned to tell you he was so, so sorry for saying all those awful things to you that he never even meant... but he would never have that chance again.

tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @sabcandoit @binibinileonara @k4tsu3 @luvstarrstruck @thee-fantastic-mrfox @arachnoia @maxoloqy @ophanimgold @fiannee @fictarian @yuridopted0

#spider noir #spider noir x reader #spider noir x you #spider noir x y/n #spider noir angst #atsv #atsv imagines #atsv angst #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse angst

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kamidukki · 1 year

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uGHHHH tumblr is quite glitchy today and i'll resend this ask

anyWAY i remember i saw aknk official posted something a few days ago(?) and announced that episode 3 is almost completed JAJZJANS i'm so ready for the upcoming angst + drama and possible butler being demonized again but ofc i'll be hurt again AAAAAA i remember the pain and worry when haures got captured then it WAS A CLIFFHANGER leaving me quite emotional for a few days waiting for the last update for episode 2 🤣 also im really curious amd want to know more about the butlers' past especially berrien and fennesz 💖

to be honest, berrien is so mysterious and kind of suspicious you dont even know if his actions are really genuine or... not hMMMMMMM 👁👁

OH AND- i saw a jp theory a long time ago, it was a comparison between haures holding his hand out to master and berrien holding out his left hand and aND apparently, it has a meaning!

when someone is holding out their right hand to you, it means the person liked you or comfortable with you

however if someone is holding out their left hand to you..... it means they dislike you or distaste.

guess who's holding out their left hand? BERRRIIEIEIEIEENNNNNAJJSWJAJJA the way my heart broke when i saw that theory lol 🤣

i know its just a coincidence i know BUT imagine the gut wrenching angst if berrien dislikes his master all this time JAJZJAJAJAJA i'll cry for real if it becomes true 🤣 berrien is one of my fave 🥺

-zella

Hi, zella!

There's a whole lot to unpack in this ask, so I'm putting the 'aknk' and 'akuneko' tag in this in case someone else also want to give their two cents.

❗⚠ [Spoiler alert, read with caution] ⚠❗

Putting aside Berrien, it'll be such a plot twist if Fennesz get demonized next because everyone (mostly) is predicting butler from either the 3rd floor or the basement to be the center in the next episode's stage 👀 If I remember correctly, Fennesz is currently the one who notices Berrien's different 'aura' when he asked about Haures' demonisation at the end of episode 2...? It would be great if he could play an important role in the future, episode 3 or not, because of that 🤔

I take it this is the announcement you mentioned, right?

I'm so excited about the next episode too. It's going to be distributed throughout the entirety of the year 2023, it seems? I certainly can't wait to be emotionally devastated once again. Episode 2 was really, really great, wasn't it? 😊

Since we're still in the topic of official announcement... I'd like to go off tangent a bit and talk about the third bullet point. It said, if my understanding is correct, the implementation of full voice acting in episode 2 and and episode 2.5 will be the last ones that come free. From there onwards, they will come into two parts, free and paid ones. Seems like we'll need to pay an additional fee if we want to unlock the voice...? I'm not entirely sure about this one actually. Anyone with a better grasp of Japanese feel free to correct.

I mean, I'm happy if Akuneko's doing well financially and the people who contribute to it, illustrators and voice actors alike, are getting paid well. On the other hand, as a money-wise poor af person, I'm anxious I won't be able to buy it... 😭 I doubt it will come cheaply after all

Moving on to Berrien, this is the tweet that speculated the right/left hand gesture, isn't it? I'm putting a link a there just in case someone either hasn't seen it/wants some context.

I think we all will cry if Berrien hates us 😂 but it's such a delicious theory, an unprecedented move from a joseimuke game should it ever come true. I mean, the most loving, kind-looking male cast that genuinely hates and/or betrays the players at a certain point??? If Akuneko does that, hats off for the bravery. I don't know if they will be able to pull such move though, given the risk of losing players is too big.

And, oh, I'll cry with you too, that's for sure 😭 I also love Berrien too muchー if anything , he is the reason I play Akuneko. But then again I live off the angst and the drama... Well, don't we all, though 😂

#anon ask #zella anon #aknk #akuneko

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pinkuberii · 2 years

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hi! i’m new to your blog and i rlly liked your itto fic, it was so fluffy 😭

could i pls request a short fic or some headcanons of itto being reassured and comforted by the reader? i feel like he’s quite insecure about a lot of things since growing up as an oni in inazuma isn’t easy- he might be naturally loud and seemingly confident, but he kinda exaggerates it in public cause he doesn’t wanna be seen as weak. i just want him to feel loved and drown in the affection he deserves ;-;

- Itto being comforted by gn!reader -

Tw: none (slight angst perhaps????)

Author’s note: Aaaaaa ty anon!! I’m so happy you liked my Itto fic and requested something as well

I hope this’ll suit your tastes! <3

It’s Itto loving hours bbyyyyy wooooo

Itto has thick skin in my opinion but at some nights the negative thoughts and comments happen to linger in his mind longer than usual

9 out of ten times he doesn’t want to show his sadness because he might seem “weak”

It was a starry yet peaceful night when the oni had shared his insecurities bit by bit with you. As his lover you realized something was going on once you caught a glimpse of the dejected expression on his face after he sat down next to you on your shared bed. His voice – which was usually full of confidence and enthusiasm -- was now the total opposite of what you were familiar with.

“(Y/n)… Am I… Am I really that loud and annoying?” He questioned as his somber crimson eyes began to close, burying his face deeper in the crook of your neck with every question he asked. “Annoying? Definitely not. Loud? A bit, but that’s one of the many aspects I like about you. I love hearing you and your ‘loud’ voice.” You softly answered, slender fingers sliding through his white locks before realizing something. “Loud may not be the best way to put it though. I’d say it’s more energetic and happy. It’s pretty adorable if you ask me, never fails to make me smile.” A faint hum was the only answer you received before he spoke once again.

“Do you think I’m childish?” Those words abruptly left his lips as he pulled you closer, arms tightly wrapped around your waist for a sense of comfort. You thought about your response for a bit, pressing your lips on his temple to give him a kiss during the meantime. “You’re not childish in my eyes, Itto. Other people may perceive you as such, but they don’t see the way I see you. They don’t see the Itto who tries his best to make his loved ones smile every day, or the Itto that stands up for the bullied children, or the Itto that sings to me with his charming voice when I can’t sleep, or the Itto that—" The faint sob coming from him all of a sudden made you put a halt to your words, (e/c) colored eyes widening out of surprise.

Congrats you broke him down

Poor baby had been bottling his emotions up for quite a while so hearing you say that made him very emotional

Just let him sob for a little while in your arms, he’d appreciate it <3

I think he’d be encouraged quite easily, especially if he’s getting comforted by someone he loves (*cough* you *cough*)

The oni’s faint cries started to die down, causing the room to be soundless once again. “Darling, are you feeling a bit better now?” Your faint voice then chimed in to break the silence while rubbing soothing circles on his broad back, the action making him look up from his current spot. “Yes, I think so…” Itto inhaled sharply before carrying on with his sentence. “I’m sorry for being so weak all of a sudden, (y/n). I’m not used to this a-and I don’t want you to think I’m not strong anymore and—" A dim chuckle from you made him stop with his sentence as teary red eyes looked at you with confusion, not understanding your reaction at all.

“Oh, Itto.. There’s no reason to apologize. It’s okay to be weak and vulnerable sometimes. Even the strongest onikabuto falls down sometimes, but you know what’s the most important thing? To have the determination and courage to stand up and continue. That’s the essence.” Carefully, your hand found its way towards his tear-stained cheek to wipe the dried droplets away. The oni seemed to adore the affection he received, showing his appreciation by putting his scarred hand on top of yours to lean in against your touch. “Thank you.”

He’d definitely give you a bear-hug after

And also, a very passionate kiss to show his gratitude <3

Mans is lucky to have you

After exchanging some pecks and kisses Itto would rest his head on your lap while listening blissfully to your sweet words and compliments, pale cheeks tinting the same color as the dendrobiums that bloom vibrantly on Yashiori island. “I love you because you’re so youthful and never fail to bring a smile to my lips. You’re always so positive and caring and super-duper talented. Besides, you always lift my spirits up with your optimism. Who cares if you got some mean comments from unknown people anyway? You’re simply unique”

He’s a blushing mess atm congrats you’ve flustered the oni

Y’know how children smile from ear to ear once they receive a present – especially something they’ve been wanting for long? Yeah, he’s smiling like that c:

No but he deserves all the affection and love :(

I can imagine him hiding his face in his hands out of shyness

(y/n) what are you doing to this man???

Anyway, he ABSOLUTELY loves you

He’d pinky promise you that he wouldn’t hide his sadness from you from now on yes he pinky promises things shhhhhh-

Communication is key besties-

hE DESERVES THE WORLD 🛐

No beta read btw

#itto x you #itto x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin #genshin impact #arataki itto #Itto #genshin Itto #genshin impact itto #genshin impact headcanons #iTTO BEST ONI-#request #arataki itto x reader #esu writes—📝

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goldenkirstein · 3 years

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i've been on fire, dreaming of you

or alternatively, when both you and jean thought you lost each other

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anonymous requested: hello there! I love your stuff. if requests are open, may I request a canonverse post-rumbling jean x fem reader where y/n is wounded + passed out from exhaution after the rumbling and wakes up warm and safe, with jean tending to her wounds. Y/n is shocked bc she remembers how she almost lost Jean (she didn't get turned into a titan, maybe she isn't Eldian?) and she just shoots straight up to embrace Jean without realizing the intensity of her wounds. Jean gets extra worried so he has to gently guide her back to lying down on the bed because she has a fever and her injuries aren't all better yet 🥺👉👈 maybe they cuddle afterwards until she falls asleep or smth aaaaaa 🥺 pairing: jean x fem! reader wc: 2.7k+ tags: angst to fluff, cursing, female reader, mentions of death, blood and violence, hints of blasphemy (?), mentions of injuries, aot manga spoilers.

a/n: sorry this took so long, (i was shadowbanned) i changed up the request a teensy bit but otherwise i hope you enjoy !!

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Hot, burning, searing pain is the last thing you remembered before your vision went black.

That and the sight of the man you loved transforming into the one thing you feared the most.

Whether it was the heartache or the open wounds on your body that made you lose consciousness, you don’t know.

Truthfully, you were angry at Jean.

It was a whispered confession on the Azumabito airship. You and Jean sat in the corner, Captain Levi and Pieck in front of you, eyes cast away. The rest sat in silence, reeling from the situation that had played out on the ground below, quietly preparing themselves for the hell that awaited them at Fort Slava.

Jean’s hands were trembling; you would expect that after years of seeing your comrades die at the hands of humans and titans alike, you would get used to the death.

This wasn’t that, though; this was a different fear and anxiousness. Jean’s hands were clammy and his face pale; you could gauge that from one look at the man next to you, whatever worries were bubbling inside him were the accumulation of all the events from the past couple of days.

Jean was a collected man most times; as commanding officer, he didn’t have a choice but to be stoic and calm in the face of danger. But when that facade began to crumble, you would be there to ground him, remind him of why he was fighting. You knew that if you locked eyes at that moment, Jean would be able to see right through the front you were putting up, see the fear etched into your irises as you all were hurtling towards your deaths. So instead, you made the executive decision to swallow that panic and be that rock he needed, offering him your hand.

You took hold of his hand, staring ahead, and squeezed it three times, a reminder for both him and you that at least you still had each other. You could feel his eyes on you after you performed the simple gesture, but you continued to look ahead, focusing on the clouds, knowing that a couple of meters below, havoc was being wreaked by those mindless titan drones.

He said it so faintly, so lightly that you barely heard it past the sounds of the engine reverberating around the metal cabin.

“I’ll love you now and forever, even when I’m a pile of burnt bones.”

It’s like he knew. It was his way of saying goodbye to you. And you ignored him.

You clenched your jaw and pretended that you didn’t hear, pushed it to the back of your mind because this was no place for hushed confessions of love and, even more so, goodbyes. You were sure as hell were not letting Jean say goodbye to you. There would be no reason to, not if you had it your way. The both of you were bound together, and goodbyes were never to be uttered between the both of you.

Even when I’m a pile of burnt bones.

Is that what remains of him now? The muscle, sinew, and skin that pieced Jean together all reduced to ash and soot? The body that you had spent hours tracing, memorizing every detail of scattered in the wind. You would never feel the weight of his body on yours again, be able to graze your fingers over the scars littered on his torso, feel the way his heart would beat against your hands.

Jean Kirstein would only exist in your mind from now on.

He had left you alone with nothing but his memory, but even then, it was plagued by the image of a senseless titan taking the shape of Jean.

You wished to go back and tell him to shut up, never to utter those words again. Tell him to get those foolish notions out of his head, slap your hands over his mouth, silencing him, so that you could continue to live in your deluded reality that both of you would make it out alive. Tell him that he was selfish, of leaving you here to endure this torment by yourself.

Would that stop the scathing agony you were feeling?

Maybe this was hell you were in, you thought. That you were being punished for ignoring him, that you were the foolish one. Perhaps you should’ve held him tight to you, found a way to fold himself into you, so you wouldn’t have to suffer alone. Were you angry at Jean, or was that resentment directed at yourself?

The pain spread from your chest to your arms, down your legs, coursing through your veins.

You should have looked at him, told him that you were just as scared; maybe that could have changed his fate. If only you repeated those words back to him. He would still be here now.

I’ll love you now and forever.

I love him. I love him. I love him.

Bring him back to me.

The silent prayer came from the depths of your heart; whether God or who knows what would hear it, you didn’t know, but the thought of having to live with this ache was enough for you to continue repeating the mantra in your head.

Jean looked at your unconscious form that laid next to his seat. If it wasn’t for the gentle rising and falling of your chest, he could have sworn you were dead.

The thought sent a chill down his spine.

Jean had made peace with the fact that he would die when he transformed into a titan. Seeing you, like this, however, barely grasping onto your own life, made his body ache; he was okay with dying, but the thought of having to live without you was a fate worse than death.

He reached over to grab your hand and rubbed his thumb over the back of your palm before grasping it and squeezing it three times. He let go of it, placing it back gently over the top of your torso.

It was time to change your bandages and clean your wounds. Jean was a strong man; he had seen firsthand what a titan could do to one’s body, but his hands quivered as they unwrapped the bloodied bandages from your thigh. One singular thought overcame his mind.

Was he the reason that you were injured this badly? Did he hurt you?

Jean had spent many nights tending to your injuries, his hands careful when it came to you. However, the cuts and gashes he would tenderly patch up would always be inflicted by other humans or titans. Never did he think that his hands would be capable of hurting you. Jean was disgusted with himself as he stared straight ahead at his hands, now covered in blood.

The worst part of this, Jean thought, was that he couldn’t even remember if he was responsible for this, or maybe, that was a blessing. Recalling the situation would drive him into madness. The man winced at the thought of his arms tearing up your body.

He reached over to the tiny side table holding the medical supplies, grabbing the antiseptic solution. Dabbing it on a cloth, he attentively cleaned the wound, instinctively checking for your reaction. You would always make a fuss when he would apply it, but Jean averted his eyes once he realized that there was no reaction from your comatose form.

Usually, he would scold you when you would pull back from his hands when he tended to your wounds, but now any response would be better than having to tolerate the silence in the tiny room.

Jean got up to clean his hands in the basin, warm water turning red once he dipped his hands in. This was his punishment; he would have to suffer the consequences of his actions. The both of you were alive; Jean knew that he should be grateful, get on his hands and knees and thank the gods above. However, why should he be thankful? It was cruel. The both of you were not alive by the grace of God; this wasn’t mercifulness or benevolence.

What good is living if you have to sit and watch the one you love the most deteriorate in front of your eyes.

“You need to sleep; this isn’t healthy.” Connie was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. Although he was speaking to Jean, his eyes were transfixed on you.

Jean didn’t need to look at himself to know how terrible he looked. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy, his face pale and gaunt. He spent his days and nights in your room, never wanting to miss the moment when you would wake up.

If. If you woke up, not when. Even that was not guaranteed.

“I’m not leaving her side, Connie.” Jean dried his hands on the cloth next to the basin. He turned his head to look at his friend, whose eyes were now staring back into his.

Connie understood the situation; he wanted you to wake up as well, but it pained him to see Jean suffer like this, “Spending your days sitting next to her waiting for her to wake up won’t help her, Jean.”

“You don’t think I fucking know that?” Jean slammed his hand down on the basin, hair falling in front of his face. Connie’s eyes widened at his friend’s action; to say that Jean was frustrated would be an understatement.

“You got your mom back, Annie got to see her dad, even those damn kids found each other. I got her back, but it’s my fault she’s like this.” Jean gritted his teeth, lip quivering.

Connie’s heart sank; he had seen Jean at his worst, but this was almost unbearable to witness. He made his way over to the hunched-over man and squeezed his shoulder.

“It’s not your fault Jean. This is difficult, believe me, I know, but you can’t be blaming yourself.” Connie’s eyes flickered your form, and he clenched his jaw.

Jean shifted his head, sullen eyes peering at your face through strands of hair; the man shook his head as a sob escaped his lips, “I need her to wake up Connie. I can’t live without her; I don’t know how to.”

You felt a gentle breeze on your face and an odd pressure around your ribs. Laying still for a moment, you waited for the pressure to subside, but instead, it made its way down to your thigh. You tried to open your eyes, but it was as if they were glued shut; there was no strength left in your body.

How many days had it been? Where were you?

Questions circled amidst your clouded mind as you lay immobile. You realized that the pressure you were feeling on your body was the weight of someone’s hands. How badly were you injured?

Memories flooded into your mind as you became aware of the situation you were in currently. Someone had rescued you at Fort Slava, and you were being treated at a medical facility by nurses. No, not nurses; the hands felt oddly familiar. They were careful and precise in their movements but carried tenderness as well.

You tried to take a deep breath in, to gather strength to move any one of your limbs, but paused immediately as the pain in your ribs was far too great. Shallow breaths would suffice for the time being. You began to focus on moving your fingers, channelling whatever energy you had left to at least get them to move.

The sheets underneath your fingers were soft as you gently moved your digits along the fabric. The hands on your thigh briefly paused before continuing their movements. You waited a minute before moving again, this time lifting your hand.

You couldn’t feel the hands on your body anymore.

Whoever had been treating your wounds whispered your name. It was a man, but you weren’t able to recognize their voice as everything was still groggy.

The man sharply inhaled, his voice shaking as he said your name once again.

You mustered the strength to open your eyes; your eyelids were heavy and hard to fight to keep open. The room was blurry and far too bright for your liking, but you continued to blink, and soon, the details surrounding you came into focus. The figure was still, waiting for your next move; you lolled your head to the side to get a better look at him.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

He slowly came into focus; he was holding your hand between his and planting kisses on the back of your palm.

Why was he apologizing? Who was he?

Your heartbeat quickened as his voice became more apparent; this had to be some sick nightmare. You slowly sat up and reached out to him to cement the fact that this couldn’t be real. Your hand made contact with his knee; he was warm, he was alive.

Tears were running down your cheeks as your eyes scanned up his frame until landing on his face. Jean stared back at you, eyes wide, your hand still held in his.

Your face contorted as you took in the sight in front of you; you were so sure you had lost him, and yet here he was. Sitting up fully, you used your free hand to grip on to his white button-down and pull him into you with whatever remaining strength you had. Jean dropped your hand, and you swiftly wrapped both of your arms around him, eyes fluttering shut to take in his presence.

A pile of burnt bones.

It wasn’t a dream; you could feel his heartbeat against your body, feel his hair against your cheek. You sobbed into the crook of his neck, ignoring the immense pain you were feeling, scared that if you let him go, he would scatter in the wind.

“Jean, I’m sorry, I love you, I’m sorry, I should’ve told you-” Your voice was scratchy and hoarse, still weak from the slumber which had woken from a few minutes ago.

He brought a hand up to rest against your head, “I’m the one who’s sorry; why are you apologizing?” Jean pulled away from you, causing you to wince.

You furrowed your brows in confusion; he gently laid you back down on the bed before continuing, “I hurt you when I transformed into a titan; I’m the one who’s responsible-” Jean paused, his eyes landing on the gauze on your upper leg.

He wasn’t making any sense to you; shaking your head, you frowned at him, “What do you mean? I saw you transform before I passed out; I got injured by the rubble falling from the fort.”

“I should be apologizing, not you. When we were in the airship, you told me you loved me, and I ignored you, Jean, and then I thought you died and lost you. I’m terrible-” You looked up at him through teary eyes; Jean wiped your tears before kissing your cheeks.

“All this time, I was scared that I had almost killed you, and here you thought that I was dead.” He whispered, hands caressing your cheek.

“You’re not dead right; if I close my eyes, you’ll still be here?” You brought your hand up to hold his, letting out a shaky breath.

“No, my love, I’m not dead, and I’m not going anywhere.” Jean pressed a light kiss to your forehead. You cautiously sat up before moving over slightly to make room for him on the small bed.

“Can you lie here with me? Don’t wanna let go of you yet.” He nodded his head before getting up from his seat to lie next to you.

You placed your head on his chest, eyes fluttering shut. Your hand traced the buttons on his shirt, slowly getting lulled to sleep by the sound of his steady heartbeat.

Jean’s fingers skimmed your side; overwhelming happiness filled his chest; he was relieved that you were alright and that he hadn’t been the one at fault for your current state. He felt you press a kiss where his heart was, and his lips curled into a smile.

“You know why I said what I said on the airship?”

“Hmm, why?” Your ears piqued in interest.

“Because I knew that even if I died, I’d find you again, somehow somewhere.”

You let out a sigh, silently thanking whoever it was that answered your prayers.

I love him and you brought him back to me.

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zontiky · 3 years

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okay so i tried to save this ask as a draft and it got deleted because tumblr is just such a functional website like that <3 but the prompt was “the hargreeves as ghosts in the apocalypse with five” or something like that i’m going to scream

this is SUPER long so i’m putting it under the cut hfkjsd

pre-five: the hargreeves siblings are dead. wait i feel a drabble coming on ooh

The Hargreeves siblings are dead.

Ben isn’t very aware of this at first. He’s been dead since 2006 -- he’s quite used to it, by now. What he is aware of, first, is light. Blinding white light. And Vanya, in the middle of it. He doesn’t close his eyes because he can’t feel pain, but if he could he thinks she would have made him blind. There’s light, and heat, and power, and then he closes his eyes anyway because the ceiling is collapsing around him and it’s instinctual.

When he opens them again he sees ash. Ash -- and Klaus.

He’s gotten used to Klaus, too. Klaus has a memorable sort of face; even if he didn’t, Ben has seen it every single day for almost twenty years. He doesn’t know if it’s actually been twenty years, for him. He doesn’t know how time moves for ghosts. Klaus has assured him it moves the same as it does for the living. Ben isn’t sure Klaus, stoned out of his mind, bleeding sluggishly from his arm, knew what he was talking about.

Anyway.

Klaus.

He’s wearing the coat he’s been flaunting around for the past week. His shirt is see-through, with little stars on it, like a pale imitation of the sky. Ben remembers his pants had laces on them, he’s sure they did not a minute ago, before the brightness that threatened to wipe out his very soul -- his soul is all he has left, really. His gaze drifts down anyway, to check.

Yes. Klaus’ pants have laces up the sides.

“No,” Ben says. Klaus is laying in a heap on the ground, his fingers curled like his tendons have been cut.

His lips feel numb because they always feel numb. Because Ben can’t feel at all. He takes a step. “No,” he says again, louder, surer. “No!”

Klaus looks up at him. His makeup is smudged, like it tends to be. His lips are bitten raw, like they tend to be. His hair is a mess, like it tends to be, and like it will be, always, because Klaus isn’t breathing.

Klaus is lying in a heap on the ground. Klaus is standing above his own body. Klaus is reaching for Ben like he’s hoping to touch him for the first time in years. Just when Klaus’ cold, dead, fingers brush his face, a voice from behind says, so quietly, dripping with disbelief: “Ben?”

Ben shuts his eyes and wishes desperately he could cry.

He feels a hand on his shoulder, for the first time in so, so long, but he also doesn’t feel it at all. He feels-but-doesn’t-feel someone turn him around, until they are saying, “Ben? Ben!” and he has no choice but to open his eyes and face the music.

Diego is gripping his shoulders like he is a dying man and Ben is the answer. Behind him, Luther and Allison watch them, stunned silent. Allison’s hands are pressed to her mouth. She looks like she wants to cry.

And Vanya. Little Vanya, painted white. Her head is hung as her shoulders shake with the weight of the destruction she has so inevitably caused. (Ben would say he always knew she was destined for great things -- but he can’t, because he didn’t.) (Nobody ever said great things had to be good.)

The Hargreeves siblings are dead. Their bodies are strewn across what is left of their childhood home, smouldering and burning, and Ben is very aware of that fact.

righto anyway. so they have an emotional reunion but its also kind of bitter? id have to actually write this for it to make sense so lets skip it for now lol

five shows up

he cannot see them obviously bc theyre all ghosts

god if i did write this it would be such a monster of a fic and would take me like 2 years to finish i already know fhkjdsk

somehow ?? they manage to influence the world around them maybe? idk maybe now that klaus is dead hes sober

or maybe hes high for all eternity?

for the purposes of this au lets say he died sober or in the late stages of withdrawal, and bc ghosts cant feel pain in action hes sober

so EVENTUALLY they figure out how to corporealize bc klaus is like blam wham ghost powers

asdlfk that sounds so stupid im sorry

he would say that tho imho,,, it sounds like something hed say,,,

if i DID write this it would be alternating povs also,,,

ok so out of all of them klaus and ben have the most experience homeless

and while being stuck in an apocalypse is not at all the same thing as being homeless it does help to have some knowledge

five doesnt eat the twinkie!! good for him

dammit okay. theres 2 options we can take here. in the comics five couldnt get back bc he fucked up his math and spent 15 years doing the wrong thing, but if u apply that here, with 6 other ppl checking his work this could be avoided and they end up skipping the whole assassin shtick and just hopping straight back to 2019, ready to prevent the apocalypse

OR five still gets hired for the commission but the sibs are tagging along

i think bc five isnt completely alone in this au unfortunately dolores doesnt exist :((

for each other the 2 paths tho theres also options?? bc they (ghosts) can go back in time and inhabit their past selves bodies? OR they could just,,, cease to exist

IM JUST NOW REALIZING HOW MANY PATHS THIS COULD TAKE,, AAH FUCK

okay gonna split this into parts. this is gonna be so long brace yourselves.

1) they go back in time because math checking and the ghosts swap out for their past selves

after multiple years of being stuck in an apocalypse together i think they would learn to get along with each other. like at least a little bit

which would make it easier for them to prevent the apocalypse

bc theyd:

trust each other more

already know abt the apocalypse and not have to wait for five to grace them all with his knowledge

are working as a team from the very beginning

have open lines of communication

yeah uh. so there

vanya is also already aware of her powers so the whole harold goading her into turning against her family and snapping to wipe out all life on earth thing? yeah that doesnt happen

oh and harold wouldn’t know how to do that in the first place because klaus wouldn’t throw out reggie’s journal! this solves so many problems wtf

there’s still commission issues bc they (and by they i mean five) are on the commission’s radar

so there’s still dope fight scenes sdlkfd pinky promise

okay idk. they stop the apocalypse and everything is okay the end hfkjd

2) they fix the math but only five can go back and the ghosts cease to exist

this is just sad! it would be sad okay! im sad! lets move on

subset of the past one: ben CAN go back with five because he was already dead and time travel affects them differently or something idk

aaaaaa

five & ben dynamic duo would be dope as shit BUT five would not be able to see him... so they use klaus as a middleman fjsdsfd

is there 2 bens? is one ben deleted in favor of the time-traveling ben? i dont know! i dont know my brain is melting

either way shit is happening yall!! obviously klaus is clued in, directly or indirectly it doesnt matter but he is on board the ‘don’t let the entire world end in flames’ train

3) they join the commission and then when five goes back in time they all go back

this is fun because now five is a highly trained assassin who is also lowkey a complete marshmallow for his siblings and once again TEAMWORK WOO

basically the first path but now five has a gun fhsdjk

4) they join the commission but five has to leave them behind and they cease to exist

five with a gun but hes sad now

i didnt go into how much losing his siblings would suck in the prev path but like. it would suck so much. he’s already lost them once if you think about it when he time traveled the first time and yeah he found the adult ghost versions but,, its different

and now suddenly hes stuck with these strange adult versions of the people he knows and he KNOWS them but also he doesnt? at all? they dont have all the years of shared experiences together? and theyre all grown up from the first ‘set’ of siblings he had which for five was like 40+ years ago??

SCREAMS

i have losing my mind disease (self-diagnosed)

subset: five has to leave them behind but they still exist because the commission is out-of-time kind of? idk but they’re still floating around somewhere and come back to impact the plot later or something

yeah idk. literally just wrote them down bc i didnt want them to die^2 hfkjwehd

subset: they still exist but instead of being just Somewhere they’re specifically at the assassination of JFK onwards because thats where five left them and they either go on ghosting and make an appearance in s2 OR they cease because them-wise they havent died yet but that doesnt make sense because ghosts can time travel so nevermind

i dont have the brain energy left to explore this one aaaa

okay jesus christ i think that’s all

I DON’T KNOW. i don’t know. i might write some more of this because honestly it is a very fine flavor of angst + hurt/comfort <3

#didnt proofread this at all 💀 fhsdfks #tua #the umbrella academy #pls dont let this flop i spent like an hour on it hfjksd #aus #team zero #ben hargreeves #wip #I GUESS #misc #ghosting au

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tetsvhoe · 3 years

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bae im /also/ a hurt-comfort slut!!! i just recently got into the tumblr scene again post-🔞 removal and i’ve been big binging your work lol

i think that a lot of ppl go off of like what-if scenarios but this stuff has actually happened to me 😩 i relive it for some reason, maybe to feel something,, like i have this one scenario/nightmare of either one of the boys or my s/o talking abt me behind my back,, like, “i don’t even like them that much,” if they’re getting ribbed about dating me or making up excuses like, “she’s just going to put out for me and then it’s over!” that’s like my repeat offense fear in my head that i go to

obv if im looking for h/c they run after u blah blah blah but if they ~reflect~ on their actions or just stand motionless cos how did that just happen to them LOL

info dump anyway big fan of ur work way too anxious to b off anon and all my reblogs are from literally 2017 eugh

pls omg i also just recently got back to tumblr too ive been having a push n pull relationship w it before

im so sorry this sort of thing happened to u but ify in the reliving it to feel something aAAAaA 😭 this is actually a super good hshsushsh i literally take in almost every hurt comfort prompt i get in my asks bTW to clarify this is angst to fluff ryt…? shgdhshsh

my main acc is lyk dat too but ion wanna delete it so i just changed the theme to match this so it doesn’t look too sus 😭

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mozaikrolez · 3 years

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@wolfvirago asked for A quick & easy plotting guide !!

since you said any kny muse , i decided to do a few ( i hope that ’ s fine ) !! cuz it ’ ll be far too long of a post , i decided to put it under a read more too !!

My muse(s): kyojuro rengoku

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

mini plots :

- i’m really curious about robin’s fascination with the breath of flame & i wanna know more about the dance of the sun wolf . i’d like the two to train together & become close through various trials ( emotional & other challenges ) . given the fact that rengoku dies so early & we don’t get to see him in many situations , i’d love love love to explore his character & get to know robin in the process . her inclination towards flames would definitely cause rengoku to go on tangents about the history of the rengoku family & the breath of flame . i think it’d be funny .

- aaah imagine this !!! while this might be sad , imagine rengoku giving robin his haori & suggesting her take his place as pillar when he retires or dies ?? in this case dies ( cries ) .

My muse(s): akaza

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

mini plots :

- aaaaaa i have a few ideas , but this post will be very long if i went into detail ( lol )

- for one , we already know akaza doesn’t eat females or even kill them so he’s very apprehensive around robin . it’d be interesting if they kept on running into each other on happenstance with robin trying to confront him .

- in time , ( after seeing how our threads with them may lead towards ) maybe akaza could have some respect towards her . i hope i’m not misinterpreting robin’s character by adding this ( & i’m sorry if i am ) but maybe her soft voice reminds him of koyuki & leads him to protecting robin from other demons . also , he fears that douma may find out about her & since they all share information , it causes him to stay further & further away from her . just a thought ?? idk !

My muse(s): tanjiro kamado

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

mini plots :

- these two already got something in common , their families have a tradition relating to the sun ! if they were to meet after rengoku’s death ( especially in the case that robin was training along side rengoku ) i can see tanjiro asking for her help in practicing the hinokami kagura . the two , i feel , can really build off of each other .

- i also like the idea of them sharing each others traditions !

My muse(s): shirou fubuki ( kny verse )

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

mini plots :

- shirou’s kny verse isn’t completely written but i got ideas & i’ll post em in a headcanon post before putting it on his verse page . anyway ! the gist of his story would be similar with his og verse , but instead he lost his parents at the age of 8 from a demon attack ( the classic ) which lead him & his twin atsuya to became slayers together . while his brother learned the breath of flame , shirou developed the breath of frost ( so original , ik - lol ) . eventually , atsuya got killed by a demon & that’s where the original verse would merge here too ( with his ptsd & did ) , but in this case , shirou took his brothers nichirn blade . while he isn’t best suited for breath of flame , he learned it to pay homage to his brother ( only really knowing the first three forms ) . more deets later - anyway , plot time !!

- since shirou actively avoids people he saves & other slayers in the corps because of his condition , i’d like him to try to get close another slayer , especially one who has lost a sibling as well . i think it’d be sweet if they bonded over that . while robin’s brother isn’t confirmed dead , shirou may feel a closeness because of this . he’d even be compelled to help in her search for her brother .

- shirou also has a tendency to latch onto others & desperately wants to feel needed . he may come off as possessive because of this to some degree . i think that’d be something fun to explore too !

closing thoughts !!

all plots n stuff are open for discussion of course !! i have many more plots whirring through my mind with my other kny muses , but these are the few that are a bit more coherent cuz my mind is all over the map sometimes . im’s are always open homie ! i’m really excited to rp with you !!

#wolfvirago #/ !!!#/ i didn’t want to format this post - it was too much i’m tired XD #˗ˋ *ﾟ & ⟶ 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐚𝐮𝐜𝐞. ／ ooc.

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I watched Never Have I Ever!! And I have many many thoughts. Just about on every aspect of it so oops this might be kinda long. But I like having somewhere public to post it cuz I don’t have to be apologetic and guilty about making it long, cuz if I was texting someone id feel as if I’m making them obligated to read so much.

Anyways!

Overall, I quite enjoyed the show! There’s a lot of controversy around it, i keep saying a lot of indian girls complaining about being misrepresented. Which I agree that they have a right to, because it’s the first time we’ve ever gotten a main character representing us, and we can’t help but hold her to a higher standard. But I’m trying to look past that a little, past the stereotypes and see it more by itself in terms of a plot and character development rather than just the cultural standpoint.

In no particular order, here are some opinions about the show and characters:

I loved the realistic arguments they show the night of her dad’s death. Honestly, they were a bit jarring how similar they are to our family, and how sometimes under pressure everyone kinda turns on each other and doesn’t get along. I thought that was a really realistic scene how a little thing like losing a music sheet ends up turning into a lot of unnecessary drama.

I love Paxton! I still absolutely can’t decide who I ship more with Devi but I do love his character. He genuinely does care for his sister, and he’s so quick to sacrifice his pride and call Devi when his sister needs help, even though he’s really mad at Devi rn. I think it’s adorable that his sister even gives him relationship advice. And Paxton is genuinely such a good friend, although he’s tryna be all cool and stuff, he encouraged her to be herself in her indian dress and I hate how Devi disregards his whole personality and only wants him physically. It upset me that she only saw him as some status symbol to obtain, never really an actual human with feelings. He deserved better, so although I love him, I’m not sure I ship him with her after she kinda used him the whole show.

The car ride scene!!! With Paxton and Devi! Ok I watched this scene approximately a bajillion times! I think it might be my favorite moment in the whole show. I love everything about it, the subtle glances they cast each other the entire time, the neon lights as they drive through the city, the way for once in the show she seems somewhat like emotionally vulnerable and nervous rather than brash and hot headed. The music was beautiful too.

I love Fab and Eleanor!!! I love their stories and I’m so so glad they got the attention from the show at least since they didn’t get it from Devi. Fab is literally so adorable and I just wanted to hug her🥺 Eleanor’s mom made me so frikin mad and I’m truly really glad Eleanor learned to live without her and how Fab helps her deal with it. I know it’s pretty dramatic how she stays dressing all different and changing her personality, but I related to that so much:(when someone hurts me or walks out on me, it makes me feel not like myself anymore, and I often visibly and noticeably change my attitude and behavior for a while before springing back.

The Kamala plotline!!! Uhhhhh ok very mixed feelings. I thought Steve was adorable. They just discarded him when he was an absolute sweetheart and it made me so sad for him🥺poor Steve. I do like that they’re actually showing arranged marriage for what it is though. In my opinion it is a very traditional and flawed procedure, as we see when Devi’s mom has kamala wear a certain outfit and has her hide the career part of her personality, to try to be a certain way she’s not. BUT I think i am glad that they didn’t show it as something forced upon her, like she’s being married off against her will to some creep she’s never ever met. It’s more like a blind date but arranged by parents. And although she is pretty pressured into it, she has the power to back out any time (even if it’ll somewhat outcast her). And I like that they decide to continue their relationship but on their own terms and he likes her for who she is. I think overall it’s a pretty solid and realistic representation of arranged marriage: a very traditional way of doing things with many flaws, but not forced or oppressive or morally wrong in any way, and can usually work out quite nicely many times. Except why’d they break poor Steve’s heart like that:(((

Ben. Ok Ben grew on me a lot through the show. He was such a complex and interesting character and I thought his development was so amazingly done. I thought he was truly such a sweet soul for doing all that he did for her, letting her stay over, convincing her to spread the ashes, driving her there so fast. I almost feel like he doesn’t deserve her either😂. And hhfjdndndnd I really don’t know how to feel about that end scene that was wild omg. But romance aside. Ben is such a well written character and I think he really was neglected by his family and I really hope that changes or he finds a family in Devi’s.

I know her parents and the therapist were side characters. But I think they’re pretty cool. I like the really sweet relationship her parents had. It was so typical indian parents yet adorable. The motorcycle ride and the comforting scene🥺 I love them a lot they remind me of my own parents. And I think her mom is infinitely strong for dealing with the death of her soulmate and Devi being so absolutely difficult. I think the therapist was extremely patient and the scenes with her were hilarious. I loved most about her how genuine she was. No therapist irl would care enough for the patients health that they would so blatantly disagree with them and even suggest they find someone else if it’ll help them. They would never risk losing the money and offending the client. I once heard someone say that they’d love to be a child therapist cuz all they have to do is agree with everything the kids say, be like “aw yeah the world hates u ur parents hate u, ur right” like feed into their teen angst, and the kid convinces their parents to keep paying for your services. But Dr Ryan is like a mother. She just wants what’s best for Devi, and she’s willing to sacrifice her own profit for it.

Ok I guess I should probably talk about my biggest issue with the show which is Devi. I kinda hate her😭I tried so hard I really did but I genuinely cannot bring myself to like her character. I don’t agree with almost any of her actions and her behavior upset me a lot. And pls you don’t understand she nearly killed me with second hand embarrassment the first episode in approaching Paxton like that aaAAAA Like I was basically watching through my hands at that point. I know she’s going through so much, she really has a lot of trauma and grief. But I can’t help but feel like the way she handles it is not very realistic at all, cuz I know people with trauma and they would never use it to justify the awful things she does. I know that everyone grieves differently and everyone has different coping mechanisms, but I just cannot bring myself to like her. Coping mechanisms that hurt others immensely are so unhealthy and I feel like she should’ve at least redeemed herself somehow. Maybe I sympathized with her at some points. But never liked her. I think she was disgusting to her friends, she always assumed her problems mattered more than theirs despite Fab and Eleanor having such heavy stuff happening. She didn’t even bother caring, and I’m convinced the only reason she even came back and tried to make it up was because of her own selfish reasons: she didn’t want to be lonely and friendless (she literally admits that!) and she’s jealous of that new kid they’re friends with. She does not seem at any point to actually care for their feelings as humans, and treats them like status symbols, two objects she owns to show people she has a social life. She reminds me of Greg from Diary of a Wimpy Kid and not in a good way; he was so awful to Rowley and obsessed with popularity and narcissistic Blegh. Also with Paxton like I mentioned before, she only cares about his body and popularity and literally does not care for his friendship and personality the slightest bit. I think it was disgusting that she lied about sleeping with him like that, cuz it may have been manageable to him, but for a lot of people, that’s like a pretty messed up thing and I don’t think they’d want to be friends with someone who was that creepy and a blatant liar. The stuff she said to her mom about wishing she was dead, that absolutely broke my heart. I can’t imagine being her mother in that moment and hearing your daughter say something like that after losing the love of your life. I think that would be like the worst thing to say to someone grieving, and might potentially endanger their mental health. I was truly worried for her mom, even though I know it wouldn’t be that type of show. Honestly. The only reason I don’t like full on despise her and think she’s irredeemable is because I pity her so much. She lost her dad and wasn’t able to walk for a year. That’s a lot of pain. But truly, like Fab said, it’s not a free pass to be a jerk. And a character shouldn’t be written in a way that their only redeemable quality is that u pity them to hold them less accountable for their actions.

Overall I enjoyed the show!! Minus devi😭but besides that, I’m so glad we’re getting some representation and there’s a new really cute and fresh show to watch during quarantine. I NEED A SEASON TWO SO BAD PLS and I really really hope Devi grows up a bit more in it and maybe I’ll start to like her:)

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a-bear-at-hogwarts · 5 years

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“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!” with Dahlia and Jason? I crave the angst. 💚

AAAAAA This took s o long for me to just sit down and d o I’m so sorry Jay QwQ!!!!

(Tw for blood, injury, panic and collapse)

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Shitshitshitshitshit sh i tIt had been a really bad idea to try and follow Dahlia into the forest. A bad, bad, bad idea that might well have gotten him killed.

If there was one sin Jason was guilty of above all others, it was that he was too curious for his own good - a mystery could never just remain a mystery, not if there was anything he could do to rectify that fact. So when he’d noted his fairly new acquaintance sneaking into the common room late at night, bloodied and wounded, and all she’d said on the matter was “I have a pass” and “Go away” and other stuff to that effect of bloody course he’s been curious! Almost painfully so, considering that by next morning she really did seem fine and didn’t say anything more on the subject.

At the time, the only action he’d taken was to watch her a little more closely, but even that had proven difficult seeing as she was constantly ducking in and out of class and the common room. A couple of nights he’d tried to catch her as she was heading into the dorm, but both times he had ended up falling asleep before she’d entered - did she even sleep in the dorms? The amount of time she spent napping in class would indicate no. But those weren’t answers, they were just more questions! Any he did try asking were only met with evasion and tales too ordinary to be true. To the query of why exactly a second year had a pass to roam at night, she’d responded that she helped Hagrid sometimes late at night due to her insomnia. That too had been her cover as to why she’d been injured; “The creature was just a bit rowdy. Step off.”

Had it not been for the fact he’d actually asked Hagrid about it, Jason might even have believed her. That girl clearly had a lot of practice in covering whatever it was she was trying to conceal. Hagrid on the other hand, was a truly poor liar. The poor groundskeeper just wasn’t designed for espionage and covert activity. Soon as any questions about Dahlia were raised, he’d done everything except break out in a cartoonish cold sweat - then he’d pushed him out of his hut with a hasty “don’ be late fer class now” and that had been all.

By the end of the month he was getting truly, properly frustrated with the whole thing.

So yes - maybe it had been a rash decision to chase after the tall silhouette when he’d seen a distinctive figure padding into the woods. But in his defence he wouldn’t have thought in a million years he’d lose track of the ruddy giant!! How the hell had he managed to do that anyways? Dahlia was like 6′0 despite the fact they were both twelve, she wasn’t exactly a small target! And yet it wasn’t half an hour before he lost sight of her - and only five minutes after that he realised the only footsteps he could hear were his own.

And that he was lost.

Stupid, stupid decision!!

Jason wasn’t prone to panic, but it’d have been difficult for anyone to remain calm in the situation he found himself in at current - alone, in the dark, completely disoriented in what was called the Forbidden Forest for a bloody good reason.

Okay, alright, just- breathe, before anything else just remember to breathe. Look around, try to get your bearings. Then just focus on putting one foot in front of the other

Can’t be too far from the castle, right?

Right?

Nope, nope not heading down that mental rabbithole. Before he could psych himself into a fullblown panic Jason forced himself to start moving; but every slight whisper amongst the trees, every break of a twig or click of stone against stone sent adrenaline tearing through him. Just one step, then another, then another - that was all he could do.

All he could do until he heard a noise much too loud to be anything mundane.

It was some strange, sort of grunting, crashing sound - a snarl, ripping bark, whatever the bloody fuck it was it sent his heart into his throat as he whipped around to try and catch a glimpse of whatever was causing this havoc. But whatever, whatever it was, it was beyond his line of sight which was a mixed blessing.

He had to go, now. Before whatever it was decided the tree wasn’t a worthy opponent and started wandering again. Before he ran the risk of meeting whatever was currently turning his bones to ice, face to face.

But before he could take more than a step, he heard something that reached inside him and ripped through his very soul.

The roars gave way to a scream.

There wasn’t any thinking involved in what he did next - before any sort of rational thought could be formed he was already sprinting towards the source of the sound, alarm bells deafening him to the crying of fear or self-preservation. There was only one other human int his woods as far as he knew-

And that scream sure as hell’d sounded a lot like Dahlia.

No thought was spared towards the noise he was making. There was no time, no time, not time for that while his housemate might be dying, might be falling victim to the monster he’d heard earlier-

So wrapped up in suffocating panic was he, that he very nearly fell over the girl he was searching for.

The first thing he saw was blood. Of course, of course it was - coating her hands, her lips, the red was garish against her skin, and it wasn’t until he fell to his knees to examine her properly that he was convinced she hadn’t been stabbed again.

Stop, stop panicking!

“Jason?”

Deeply buried in his own mind, Jason couldn’t help but flinch as he heard his name. Her voice was rough, rough and exhausted, but he didn’t care - she was alive and okay!

He hoped.

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

Even as he spoke the words she seemed to fade, unable to focus her gaze on anything. On impulse he reached out, clasping his hands around her shoulders - it was truly a mark of how weak she must have been feeling that she didn’t throw him off immediately.

“Hey, hey! Come on we have to go, it might come back-”

Desperation made him strong, but not enough. Even as he tried to drag her upwards an onto her feet, he knew, knew that it was hopeless. And despite his best efforts, panic began to fully overwhelm him. Dahlia was a good deal bigger than he, and if she couldn’t support her own weight then-

“North.”

“What?”

He froze as she spoke again, her breathing laboured and ragged but strong. A sharp contrast from his rapidly spiralling self, she didn’t seem scared. What was she?

“The castle, it’s north. Go…. go get Hagrid.”

Jason couldn’t help it. He practically exploded;

“And leave you?! Dahlia you’re bleeding, you’ve nearly passed out three times since I arrived, you’re-”

“Jason.”

A single word. Yet something about it did the job, stilling his tongue and sealing away his voice in silence.

“You shouldn’t be out here, and you certainly can’t help me right now. Go get Hagrid. Tell him I’m struggling to get back. Then go back into the castle and forget about it, if you know what’s good for you.”

Any other time that might have sounded like a threat. Not now though, not when she spoke so softly, so wearily.

Not when she sounded genuinely afraid, not for herself, but for him.

What was she?

“I-”

“He’ll already be on his way, and it’ll get you back to the castle fastest. Go.”

“But you’ll-”

A hiss of pain escaped her as she tried to get up, but she had regained enough of her strength to smack his hand away.

“This isn’t the first time, and it won’t be the last. I just- I just need a minute.”

The sheer absurdity of the whole situation made the whole thing seem almost surreal. Maybe he was just dreaming. Maybe none of this was actually happening. Maybe the blood and scream were all just part of some ludicrous nightmare he was having.

Maybe this was more than he’d bargained for.

“What are you?”

The words slipped from his mouth before he could stop them, his impulse inhibition rather lost in a raging storm of emotion.

Dahlia looked up at him, having propped herself up against a tree. And she smiled; wearily. Sadly. With a heart-rending lacing of melancholy; and with fangs.

“A monster.”

#Asks!!#long post #bjhvghcf h e c k sorry if it's all over the place!!#kbjhvu and sorry it took so long he c k ;~;#Dahlia Goldman

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frostironficrecs · 7 years

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Hello there ! I read in one of your recent posts that you mistook an ask for "fake relationship" with "secret relationship", and I was wondering if you could maaayyyybeeee do a rec for some actual secret relationship ? Anyway, love your blog, it's amazing and you are too 💛

!!! I’m so happy you like the blog, anon!! And you’re awesome too :’>

Ask and ye shall recieve, my friend. And since I got two (2!) requests to see the fruits of my mistake (one in a reply to that post, and this here ask) I shall fulfill all y’all’s request.

Keeping Me Safe- STARSdidathing, T, No WarningsLoki reveals their relationship when Tony is in mortal danger.Aaaaa, I loved this? This was amazing, and well written, and just wonderful??

Always For The First Time- AislingSiobhan, M, (Past) Rape/Non-ConLoki casts a spell, but circumstances make it backfire. Tony helps to get rid f the consequences.Fluff and smut, which is exactly what the doctor ordered after some of the angstier fics in this list.

Negotiations in the Kitchen- Arvari, T, No WarningsLoki and Natasha meet and discuss some things in the kitchen.A cute and funny fic, it was wonderful.

Tony is Drinking- Arvari, M, No WarningsA surprise intervention from reveals that Tony isn’t actually drinking himself into an early grave.Not gonna lie, this one was pretty funny too.

Beautiful, Beautiful Monster- InsertCoolName, Not Rated, Chose No WarningsTony was off, and it seemed that only Thor was noticing.Post break-up issues bc stuff, I died,

Hold Me in Your Heart- STARSdidathing, T, No Warnings“No one knew about Loki and Tony. No one knew what had developed between them behind closed doors and off the battlefield. No one knew that capturing Loki, that sentencing him, was going to be as much a death for the man behind Iron Man, as the Mage behind the bars.”Angst!! Angst Angst Angst!!!!!!

With You- STARSdidathing, M, No WarningsLoki gets a visit from his advisor Anthony after a stressful day of playacting as Odin.Duuuuuudes, this one was so gooooooodd,,,,

Ultimatum- STARSdidathing, T, No Warnings“It takes the strike of a spear for everything to unravel. It takes a single action to make everything shift. Tony has to make a decision that would change everything. It all depends on what and who he's willing to lose.”Aaaaaa, I know I had this on the fake relationships rec last night, but this is definitely more of a secret relationships one.

Working Condition (series)- babyblueglasses, T, No Warnings“In public, Tony and Loki are enemies, as adversarial as they’ve ever been. In private, they’ve become confidants of a sort, their own private confessional.”Damn sweet and feelsy for the subject matter, if I’m being honest (takes place after CACW, hence the feels).

Blood Tastes like coffee- blank_ghost, Not Rated, Chose No Warnings“Tony has been afraid of Shield finding out about him and Loki's secret relationship since it started four months ago but as Fury's voice comes over a loudspeaker from outside the small restaurant, he's happy. Or would be if he wasn't so busy trying not to die.”Hey, don’t lose hope, this ends happy I swear, tho there is indeed a shit ton of drama. However, it’s well worth the read.

Blood and Iron (series)- dracusfyre, E, Graphic Violence (Not applicable to whole series)What started as a semi-innocuous team type relationship quickly becomes complicated.Complications, secrets, the whole nine yards. And I’ve loved every second of reading these stories.

kamen- AzulticSerpens, E, No WarningsInternet relationships were supposed to stay incognito, right? Apparently not, as Tony discovers, when his internet fling decides to try and take over the world.I. I loved this, unabashedly. It was hilarious, well paced, well written, amazing from beginning to end.

And there are all my secret relationship fic recs.

#Anonymous #tho some more quote unquote secret relationship fics may appear on another fic rec list in a few days but i felt like it belonged there more #frostiron #ironfrost #tonyloki #lokitony #fic rec #fanfiction #marvel #mcu #thor (movies)#iron man #tony stark #loki #secret relationships #secrets

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twinklecupcake · 7 years

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Got tagged by @imthepunchlord answer questions, add one, then tag some friends!

1. Coke or Pepsi: I’ve always been more of a Coke woman. I mean, I’ll drink Pepsi but I greatly prefer Coke.

2. Disney or Dreamworks: Ahhhhh, jeez. Well, I grew up on Disney and I love it, aaaand I also love DreamWorks (I am honest to God looking forward to Captain Underpants). I wanna say both, but Disney will always have a slightly larger place. ....idk it also seems a little unfair seeing as the number of movies are so dramatically different.

3. Coffee or Tea: Coffee, with sugar and flavored cream.

4. Books or Movies: Movies...I should read more books.

5. Windows or Mac: Windows.

6. DC or Marvel: Not much of a comic fan, sorry....I’m gonna go with neither on this.

7. X-box or Playstation: Playstation!

8. Dragon Age or Mass Effect: I haven’t played either...

9. Night Owl or Early Riser: Night owl!

10. Cards or Chess: Cards - I can’t wrap my head around chess for shit.

11. Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate!!!

12. Vans or Converse: Uh........gonna go with Vans.

13. Lavallan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: What?

14. Fluff or Angst: Fluff, oh my God.

15. Beach or Forest: Beach! Especially Myrtle Beach, aaaaaa

16. Dogs or Cats: Cats.

17. Clear Skies or Rain: Clear, sunny skies are my favorite, but I did grow up in the rainy states, so I have a bit of fondness for a rainy day indoors...rainy nights are my favorite thought.

18. Cooking or Eating Out: Eating out. Or eating what my girlfriend made.

19. Spicy Food or Mild: Mild, oh God.

20. Halloween/Samhin or Solistice/Yule/Christmas: *waving a bell around* AAAAALL I WAAAAANT FOR CHRISTMAAAAAAAS IIIIIS YOOOOUUU!

21. Little too cold or little too hot: Uhmmmmmmm....little too cold, I think. Then all I need to do is to throw on a sweater or cuddle against my girlfriend.

22. Superpower: Flight? Adoy? But if that’s too easy, then the ability to phase through things.

23. Animation or Live Action: Animation. Always.

24. Paragon or Renegade: ????

25. Bath or Showers: Showers normally, baths to spoil myself.

26. Team Cap or Team Ironman: Uggghhhhhhh both had good points......

27. Fantasy or Sci-Fi: Fantasy!

28. Fav Quotes: “I’ll never leave you...Those who love you never truly leave...even if they’re not ‘here’ anymore.” (Cat Shepherd; Nocturna)

29. Youtube or Netflix: Youtube for background music, Netflix for watching things.

30. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson: I was always more of a Harry Potter kid growing up.

31. When I Feel Accomplished: I treat myself. And cheer. A lot.

32. Star Wars or Star Trek: Neither

33. Paperback Books or Hardback: Paperback.

34. A world without literature or music: How fucking dare you.

35. Who was the last person to make me laugh: My girlfriend!

36. Sour or Sweet Candy: Sweet normally, but I do like sours.

37. Believe in aliens?: Sure! There’s no way we’re the only intelligent life out there.

38. Dawn or Dusk: Both.

39. Piercings or Tattoos: Piercings.

40. Girls? Hot?: I’m fucking gay.

41. Snow or Fog: Snow!

42. Sleep facing the wall or room: The wall.

43. TRC of AFTG: ????

44. Horror or Drama: Depends on the type of horror. Gorefests are a no, but something psychological, or a spooky non-gory ghost story, or a ‘what is going on?’ plot is great. Sidenote, I’ve been rewatching Tales From The Crypt.

45. Orcarina of Time or Majora’s Mask: Ocarina of Time, I guess, though my favorite was Link’s Awakening.

46. Living in nature or city: The city! I love the idea of urban areas, bright lights, etc.

47. Any addictions: Caffeine.

48. Languages: English

49. What music do I listen too: Pop, R&B, Disney music

50. Fav mythical creature: Fairies and mermaids!

51. Safe zone: My room.

52. First fandom: Sailor Moon.

53. Cartoons or Adult Shows: The two really don’t have to be mutually-exclusive, but I wanna say kids’/family cartoons.

54. Current music: “Here and Now” by Luther Vandross

Tagging: @mister-antonio, @starryflan, @kuipernebula, @himeshirayuki

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crisis-queer-blog · 7 years

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Annoying Ass Tagging Game~also questions

I was tagged by the lovely @returnofthemackles ! If you’re not already following her, do so now she’s gr8 with an 8

Rules: Answer all of the questions then add one of your own. Tag as many people as there are questions.

1.) Coke or Pepsi? definitely pepsi

2.) Disney or DreamWorks? aaaaaa i don’t know where my loyalties lie anymore after the whole making le foo gay shit i didn’t appreciate that >:((

3.) Coffee or tea? TEAAAAA

4.) Books or movies? obviously books

5.) Windows or Mac? Windows (down with mac!!!)

6.) DC or Marvel? I love them both eeek :( but if i’d have to choose then probably DC

7.) Xbox or PlayStation? PlayStation all day every day (but don’t actually ask me anything about it mine broke like ten years ago)

8.) Dragon Age or Mass Effect? mASS DRAGON EFFECT AGE (can you tell i have no idea what either is)

9.) Night owl or early riser? Aspiring early riser but for now i value my staying-up-til-6-am shit card

10.) Cards or chess? cards, i guess

11.) Chocolate or vanilla? chocolate? i dunno depends on the day

12.) Vans or Converse? converse probably?? what’s more gay is the question

13.) Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar? ... yes?

14.) Fluff or angst? fluff, goodness knows i have enough angst in my life to fuel a car engine and a trip to the moon

15.) Beach or forest? forest : )

16.) Dogs or cats? aaaaaaa cats? dogs? kITTENS BROUGHT UP BY DOGGOS THAT’S MY FINAL ANSWER

17.) Clear skies or rain? clear skies rain bums me out ;n;

18.) Cooking or eating out? *pushes aside dirty thoughts* probably cooking i guess

19.) Spicy or mild food? bRING ON THE FIRES OF HELL

20.) Halloween or Christmas? halloween always (i dont celebrate christmas gg)

21.) Would you forever be a little too cold or a little too hot? i hate sweating and i already live in canada so im used to the cold ~after all the cold never bothered me anywa- MOVING ON

22.) If you could have a superpower what would it be? making people forget things? that would be so useful my gosh. either that or some piper mclean charmspeak how bout dah

23.) Animation or live action? i enjoy animation bc pretty pictures and live action makes me feel old i dunno

24.) Paragon or Renegade? i won’t pretend to know what this is trying to ask. pass

25.) Bath or shower? all the bath stoppers in my house are broken so baths are basically a luxury gg (i honestly don’t know why we don’t just fix it we’re so lazy)

26.) Team Cap or Team Iron Man? Team Thor<-im going to have to agree

27.) Fantasy or Sci-fi? bRING ON DEM GAY WITCHES AND UNICORNS . also sci fi is hard to keep up with

28.) Do you have 3 or 4 favorite quotes if so what are they?

I have a couple:

“They probably cheated!”

“No, your mother cheated - that’s why you look like a plumber.”

-Ender’s Game (the movie)

“You shouldn’t be sad because sad spelled backwards is das, and das not good.”

-probably from tumblr idk

“I could agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong.”

-also not sure of the source

“Small minds discuss people, average minds discuss events, great minds discuss ideas.”

- Eleanor Roosevelt

29.) YouTube or Netflix? youtube probably netflix doesn’t have a delete history option .. i mean what

30.) Harry Potter or Percy Jackson? PERCY JACKSON WOOO

31.) When do you feel accomplished? when i’m complimented on something i’ve worked hard on

32.) Star Wars or Star Trek? star trek i guess?

33.) Paperback books or hardcover? hardcover definitely

34.) Fantastic Beasts or Cursed Child? haven’t really fangirl’d about either but i fantasic beasts at least i watched the movie

35.) Rock or pop? hEAVY METAL

36.) What is the most important thing in your life? yeah im agreeing again i love my family

37.) Mountains or sea/ocean? oceans! but mountains are pretty to look at

38.) How do you express yourself? drawing, writing, tumblr- there’s more but those are my mains

39.) What’s the first book/film that really counted to you? The entire Darren Shan saga i still have tears

40.) What’s your element (air, water, etc.)? water ^u^

41.) If you could travel anywhere where would you go? i don’t heccin know? some place where the people are friendly and it’s not too hot or too cold but more cold than hot I DONT HECCIN KNOW

42.) If you had any job in the world what would it be? an animator or something in the arts field

43.) If you were granted three wishes what would it be? 1. CONFIDENCE! 2. THAT PEOPLE WOULD JUST HECCIN GET ALONG- world peace! 3. i don’t know acceptance?

44.) If you had to eat one food for the rest of your life what would it be? sushi? at least there’s variety

45.) What’s currently the most pressing issue on your mind, and what’s stopping you from fixing it? *takes out long ass scroll* *proceeds to burn scroll*

but seriously that would probably be coming out on a full scale and undiagnosed bad days. my family’s homophobic and also hate accepting mental illness or legitimizing it so that’s not a very great start gg

46.) What is your dream companion animal? aLL THE ANIMALS

47.) Raptors or songbirds? songbirdies

48.) Do you think there is life on other planets in the universe? yeah tbh, but none of that ET shit. or maybe idk i dont care enough

49.) If you knew you were going to die in 24 hours, what are some things that you’d do? purchase all the pride flags and run through the streets professing my love for ladies in song form until i die

50.) Is there a song/piece that makes you emotional every time you hear it? right now that’s gotta be hamilton im reduced to a sobbing mess

51.) What is the one thing you never regret doing? coming out to my smol group of frands and also getting tumblr whaaat

52.) Who is your favorite character and why? AHHH WE’VE BEEN OVER THIS I LOVE ALL MY BABIES SHUT YOUR FACES

53.) Do you have any weird talents?

I do a gr8 chicken impression but no one really cares too much after the first time- im also an olympic level time-waster fite me

My own question:

54.) Do you have a celebrity crush/crushes? If so, who?

oh no it’s tagging time...

alright here goes (in no particular order)-

@relatabletoaster @yooooooooooooooooooooooo @mikealex01-lovestruck-gay-teen @stankbouquet @ask-will-solace @magicmoon65 @sadmothnb @johnkeepsherlockright @panky-peww @just-a-tad-gay @novocainehowell @ray-of-me @yaslikeyas @powertothelocalcoconut @306-pound-manko @trans-gal-link @amo-not-ammo @n-bi-nary @sunfluwur @whyistheworldlikethis @apeskyhedgehog @blue-cold @genderqueernat @deglacial @soldmysoultocinema @lanileia @bun-squash @pluto-will-rise-again @that-gay-slytherin @toothfairy-killer @peninchatlorah @gay--flowerchild @jirachi-potato @lemonboops @quichekolgate @command3r-3arp @sing-a-song-but-dont-believe @lilstrawberrymoon @1029384756-faced-person @lunaemc @lesbeansqueen

im ending it there (31, i tried so hard) feel free to do it anyway if i forgot you

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rottenbutrecovering · 7 years

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I was tagged by @highfoxy !

Rules: Answer all the questions, then add one of your own, and tag as many people as there are questions (PSHHH)

1) Coke or Pepsi? Neither! I don’t like fizzy drinks

2) Disney or Dreamworks? Disney

3) Coffee or tea? Tea

4) Books or movies? Movies

5) Windows or Mac? Windows ^.^

6) D.C. or Marvel? Marvel

7) Xbox or PlayStation? XBox!

8) Dragon age or mass effect? No idea!

9) Night owl or early riser? Night owl

10) Cards or chess? Cards

11) Chocolate or vanilla? Vanilla

12) Vans or converse? Converse!!

13) Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar? I... have 0 idea what any of those words mean :o

14) Fluff or angst? Fluff!!

15) Beach or forest? Forest

16) Dogs or cats? Cats!!!

17) Clear skies or rain? Rain if im inside cause I love the sound, clear skies if im out

18) Cooking or eating out? Cooking

19) Spicy or mild food? Mild

20) Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/Christmas? chrISTMAS

21) Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot? too cold, always

22) If you could have a superpower what would it be? Umbrakinesis

23) Animation or live action? Animation

24) Paragon or renegade? No idea what these are aaaaaa

25) Bath or shower? Bath!!

26) Team Cap or team Ironman? Ironman

27) Fantasy or sci-fi? fantasy!

28) Do you have 3 or 4 favourite quotes if so what are they? “I just hope, that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief...because there will be so much to look forward to.”

29) YouTube or Netflix? YouTube

30) Harry Potter or Percy Jackson? Harry Potter!

31) When do you feel accomplished? After I’ve done everything of my list of things to do that day

32) Star Wars or Star Trek? star wars

33) Paperback books or hardcover books? Hardcover

34) Fantastic beasts or Cursed child? Havn’t seen/read either!

35) Rock or pop music? Rock

36) What is the most important thing in your life? My boyf, my blog, my naps

37) Mountains or sea/ocean? Ocean

38) How do you express yourself? Long rants and art, sometimes

39) What’s the first book/film that really counted to you? Freak the Mighty

40) What’s your element (air, water, etc.)? Fire

41) If you could travel anywhere, where would you go? America

42) If you had any job in the world, what would it be? Some kind of therapist that helps fight stigma of mental illness

43) If you were granted three wishes, what would they be? Money, get rid of my IBS, never be abandoned again

44) If you had to eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? NOODLES

45) What’s currently the most pressing issue on your mind, and what’s stopping you from fixing it? The timings of everything tomorrow. I’ve done everything I can but can’t control how long elections go on for

46) What is your dream companion animal? Snow leopard

47) Raptors or songbirds? Songbird

48) Do you think there is life on other planets in the universe? Yes! Not full blown aliens (altho maybe) but defo some bacteria and stuff

49) What’s your strangest childhood memory? Uhhh I can’t think of any? Maybe my brother charging across a hall at me on his desk chair (it wasa game we played)

50) what is your perfect breakfast? Sausage, egg, bacon, hashbrowns, bread

51) what is your zodiac? aries!

52) What is your fave headcanon from any media? Mine is that Donnie and Frank are best friends in another universe

i tag: anyone who wants cause im low on energy rn

#long post

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biggun101 · 7 years

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So I was tagged by @reignofblue to do this.

So let’s do it!!

Rules: answer the questions then add one of your own at the end.

Alright.

1. Coke or Pepsi? I don’t mind either, but I’ve kinda been raised to drink Coke over Pepsi.

2. Disney or Dreamworks? I am a Disney fangirl, but when Dreamworks does it good, it’s good.

3. Coffee and Tea? I don’t really drink either, but I would take Coffee over tea.

4. Books or movies? Ehh-Both, I think they both offer something, but probs movies.

5. Windows or mac? *Shrug* I only use windows sooo-

6. Marvel or Dc? Marvel definitely

7. Xbox or PlayStation? Uhhh-Nintendo??

8. Early bird or night owl? Night owl and I hate myself for it, especially when I have to wake up in the morning.

9. Chocolate or vanilla? Depends on things, but probs leaning more towards chocolate.

10. Vans or Converse? Uhh-I just wear shoes that fit on my feet.

11. Fluff or angst? I’m a horrible human begin and I fucking love me some angst. I still like Fluff tho, but I want angst before that fluff.

12. Beach or Forest? Beach probs.

13. Cats or dogs? Generally anything fluff I will love, but I’m going to go with dogs, but I haven’t been wanting to have a cat for a while now.

14. Clear skies or rain? Rain’s nice, even the sound of light rain falling is so nice, and it’s so nice to write to.

15. Cooking or eat out? I’m lazy, but also poor, so it’s usually Pizza rounders and hash browns for me.

16. Spicy or mild? I got tormented because I couldn’t eat spicy food, and I’ve kinda been turned off even trying it, so mild for me.

17. Halloween/ Christmas/solstice/Samhain/Yule? I guess Halloween? I mean I would have picked Christmas, but there ain’t no fun at Christmas, but Halloween is fun.

18. be a little bit hot all the time or a little bit cold all the time? Cold, I can’t stand the heat at all.

19. Animation or live action? Depends. I like both usually, but both can be bad, and in generally I believe it has nothing to do with the medium but everything else about it.

20. Baths or showers? Showers.

21. Captian America or Ironman? AAAAAA!! NOOO!!!!....I guess -cap-I don’t know. DON’T DO THIS TO ME!!!!!

22. Scifi or fantasy? Both. Probs more towards Scifi tho.

23. 3-4 quotes you like- I HAVE NO IDEA. “You are what you love not who loves you”-Fall Out Boy-Save Rock and Roll Yeah,I can only think of one. Sorry

24. Netflix or youtube? Youtube

25. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson? Percy Jackson, even though I haven’t read it, I’m in for the stories of gods and shit like that.

26. When you feel accomplished? When I don’t cry once everyday

27. Star Trek or star Wars? STAR WARS!!!!!!!

28. Paperback or Hardback books? Hardback. I just knocking on it.

29. Horror or rom-com? Rom-coms suck, because I am bitter, and I have been getting a BIT more into Horror. I’ll watch most horror as long as it doesn’t relate to the conjuring or Anabelle in any way.

30. Tv shows or movies? Tv shows.

31. Favourite animal? Artic Fox. I love them so much.

32. Favourite music genre? Pop Punk

33. Least Favourite book? I can’t really think of one.

34. Favourite season? Autumn.

35. Sparkly or shiny? Sparkly, because I need to pick it up and look at the Sparkly object.

36. The raven cycle or the Foxhole court? I want to read the Raven cycle, but haven’t gotten to it. I honestly haven’t heard of the Foxhole court until now.

37. What’s your favourite book? To kill a mockingbird. Dam that it a good book.

Sooooo, my questions is-

Favourite pun?

Also make sure to add your own question to the lot.

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