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lale-txt · 1 year

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🌙 waking up at night without you by their side ↳ w/ Kid, Rayleigh, Denjiro & Yamato

a/n: another draft that's been sitting here since forever. in the light you go!! love me some lighthearted fluff. slightly suggestive + poly mention for Rayleigh (i feel like i'm putting this ALWAYS when writing Rayleigh omg) also sending kisses to all my anons swooning over Yamato. i know i don't write him that much but wanted to include him here for you ♡ i always love reading about your undying love for him, it's the purest thing.

Kid

how dare you leave his side while he’s sleeping

don’t you know about your big spoon duties which involve holding him tenderly from behind, rubbing his back and making sure your arms are constantly wrapped around him all the time?

Kid huffs when he wakes up with his back cold and your side of the bed empty

were you going for a midnight snack without him? didn’t you know that he was also craving shredded cheese at 3am? was your relationship a lie the whole time?

no he’s not being dramatic why do you ask

or did you miss a step of your skin care routine and went back to the bathroom to do it again? he told you countless times that it didn’t work that way…

he throws back the covers and gets up, his red hair a mess and barely held together by the cat ear hairband you once gifted him

Kid’s first instinct when he’s in trouble is to consult Killer so they can be in trouble together, so naturally he stomps down the hall to Killer’s cabin and doesn’t bother knocking, just bursts in like the Kool Aid man

he lets out a surprised gasp when Killer isn’t sleeping peacefully in his bed but playing cards with you, Heat and Wire – very wide awake

before Kid’s face can turn the color of his hair, you already kick out a chair for the tulip and gesture him to sit his ass down so you can explain

“see… on the last island when we stocked up on supplies Killer didn’t buy decaf coffee like ne normally does but regular… and since everyone but you drinks coffee–” “because it’s BAD for your skin, but no one ever listens to me” “–all of us have just been unable to fall asleep.”

Kid rolls his eyes and continues huffing, but also pulls you in his lap and wrap his arm around you, falling asleep with his head resting against yours as you continue your game

but no more coffee for you after 2pm, decaf or not. the big spoon rule book got updated, you gotta keep up duh

Rayleigh

even in his sleep Rayleigh reaches for you, wanting to hug you close to him, only content when he can nuzzle his face in the back of your neck

so when his hand pats into empty space, he’s suddenly awake, mumbling out your name into the dark

first thing he does is turn on the light on the nightstand and reach for his glasses because he can’t see shit without them

still fighting off sleep, he takes a moment to reconstruct last night, smiling over it. no, you definitely fell asleep in his arms after you both finished… several times

actually he could go another round now that he was awake, but someone was missing…

it’s when he hears muffled voices coming from downstairs that he calls out your name again, louder this time

“we’re in the kitchen!”

we? … oh

with his observation haki never failing him, Rayleigh realizes within a heartbeat now what is going on

following your laughter he finds you in the kitchen… accompanied by a very familiar face

“Ray, I must say your taste is exquisite as always…”

Shakky cups your face, a cigarette dangling from her lips, as she beams at her husband leaning in the doorframe

“i think I’m in love with your wife”, you sigh dreamily, melting under her touch and gazing up to her with puppy eyes, completely encharmed by her

Rayleigh ruffles his white hair and just smirks. he was about to introduce you anyway, so this makes things much easier now

he comes closer and places kisses on both of your cheeks. this night just got so much more interesting…

Denjiro

Denjiro is always a little sleepy and would pass out within a heartbeat wherever and whenever, but preferably with you by his side, pulling you close even in his sleep

so why were his arms empty right now?

long blue hair is spilled all over the futons and usually by now you would complain because you’re getting tangled up in it

rubbing his eyes he sits up, he murmurs out your name into the dim light of your shared room

Denjiro isn’t too worried, he knows what you’re capable off, otherwise the yakuza boss wouldn’t have married you. he twists the golden band on his ring finger absentmindedly as he’s slowly forcing himself to wake up properly

it’s when he notices the gentle breeze coming through the open sliding door leading to the veranda and he immediately knows where to look for you

throwing the blanket over his shoulders he gets up, already making out your silhouette in the milky moonlight as you sit there huddled up, looking over your shoulder when you hear his footsteps approaching

“Den… you gotta see this…”

your excited whisper and gestures to keep quiet had him curious, but more than that he was just happy to see you smiling

Denjiro sits down behind you and pulls you in his lap, wrapping his big arms and the blanket around you and kissing the side of your neck. you’re cold but feel warmth tingling in your limbs immediately under his touch

“what is it, little moonshine?”, he whispers and rests his chin on top of your head. you almost disappear in his embrace due the size difference and wiggle yourself in a comfortable position, the tip of your nose and your curious eyes peeking out from the blanket

“snow bunnies”, you say softly and point to the garden where a pair of white bunnies frolic around in the falling snow, almost invisible for the eyes

Denjiro smiles and leans down to kiss you again. love is stored in the little things, you taught him that. and soon he falls asleep again, holding you tightly as he drifts into dreams of you, but none sweeter than the reality he gets to live with you

Yamato

personal space? not in this house

Yamato usually sleeps sprawled out like a starfish and rotates in his sleep like a beyblade

but it’s fine because you adjusted to that! nothing can stop you from cuddling your big golden retriever boyfriend in his sleep

so when he wakes up at night and doesn’t feel your familiar weight on top of him it just sends him into straight up panic

in an attempt to turn the lights on he gets tangled up in the sheets and stumbles, taking down the lamp and everything else on the nightstand with him

he’s calling out your name and trying not to cry on the spot

did you have a bad dream and he didn’t notice? were you somewhere crying on your own? his heart couldn’t take the thought of it.

this was even worse than the one time he lost you at the supermarket in the candy aisle and he had to make an announcement over speaker which was mostly him sobbing into the microphone

his brain still lagging from the sleepiness and shock, Yamato doesn’t notice how you squat down next to him, picking off various nightstand items (tissues, crystals, harness…) off him

“Yams, just what are you doing down there? were you sleepwalking? i knew this would become an issue one day…”

cut to Yamato sobbing in your arms because for three hot minutes he thought he had lost you forever

which is when you kindly explain him that nature called and you only went to the bathroom but would have returned into his arms straight away

however you can never hold back tears as well when you see Yamato crying and now you’re both on the floor sobbing as you hold each other tenderly

only when he kisses away the salty streaks you both calm down a little and can laugh about the situation

ever since you leave a little note out when you have to use the bathroom in the middle of the night and make sure to snuggle extra close to him once you return, making Yamato smile even in his sleep

#eustass kid x reader #rayleigh x reader #denjiro x reader #yamato x reader #one piece x reader #one piece x you #one piece reader insert #yamato #eustass kid #silvers rayleigh #denjiro #one piece imagine #one piece fluff #one piece headcanons

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psychwxrdd · 2 months

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Hey girly! Could you please do one where you are jjs little sister and you lift your arms to reach for something or smth like that and JJ sees the bruises on your stomach from your dad but JJ didn’t know that he was hitting you as well?

hey my love, sure i do!! i love your requests it always gives me inspiration 😭 i'll do all of them!

you know where to find me, and i know where to look

summary: jj will always be there for you.

warnings: mentions of abusive father, violence

You were about to grab a snack in the kitchen, when JJ showed up with John B.

"How y'a doin? John B's gotta pee, we're not staying"

John B stared at him with a blank expression and went running towards the bathroom. JJ was smirking.

"I'm fine. Y'all want something to eat?"

"Share some pringles with us" He stood his hand, but when you were about to give it to him, you remembered you weren't wearing long sleeves. So you frozed a bit, using your left arm instead.

"What was that?" He giggled. You lowered your eyes.

"My right arm is aching, i'm trying not to make any effort" You lied terribly, but if you were lucky, JJ had smoke weed enough in that morning to let it pass.

"Yeah?" He furrowed one eyebrow. "Let me see it" You sighed.

"Take the pringles"

"Y/n, c'mmon, show me your arm. Are you depressed?"

"No!" You said in a exasperated tone.

"Then just show me, there's nothing to hide"

You couldn't bring yourself to stare at him. It was embarassing, you felt horrible, ashamed. You knew you could cry at any moment if you kept the conversation going.

"Whats goin' on?" He asked in a softer tone.

"You know how dad is"

JJ couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe his ears. He surely knew his dad was a coward, but this was something else. You were so much younger and weaker, of course you wouldn't stand for yourself.

"No fucking way..." he came closer to you, grabbing your arm softly. His heart sank when he saw the terrible bruises in your skin. "Y/n..."

He hugged you, before you could say anything. Needless to say that tears immediately fell from your eyes.

"That fucking piece of shit. God i can't believe it"

"It's ok Jay"

"It's not. You shouldn't think that this is ok, never, he's not allowed to treat you like an animal just because he's our dad"

"He does it to you as well, he's just like this"

"I can face him, can fucking kill him if i need to. You never done anything to deserve this, kid."

He looked at you with a concerned, but angry, look. He obviously wasn't mad at you, but he was mas at his father and the fact you didn't told this. At himself for not knowing this.

"Is everything ok?" John B asked, worried as he realized you were crying.

"She'll come with us, can't let her stay here" JJ replied. John B stared at you in disbelief.

"You fine sweetie?"

"I'll be, eventually"

You hang out with them the whole evening, completely forgetting about anything that happened with your father. JJ, John B and Pope always making you laugh, and Kie and Sarah were like older sisters you never had. They were a true family to you, and mostly, JJ was the best brother you could ever ask for. He was a troubled boy, but also had the purest, biggest heart you ever known in a person. No golden in Outer Banks could compare to his soul.

He wasn't one to show affection often through words, but he had his own ways to show you he would always be there for you, no matter what. It was you two against the world.

#jj maybank #jj x reader #jj x y/n #jj x you #obx imagine #obx fic #outer banks #rudy pankow #rudy pankow x reader #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x you #jj maybank x y/n

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youandmedead · 3 months

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Warnings: Angst, Spoilers (?), OOC Geto(?)

Synopsis: Basically just an angsty little thing about maybe if Suguru had someone there for him, perhaps he wouldn't have gone to the extremities he did

Notes: I am new to the JJK fandom so please forgive me if this is extremely inaccurate. I have also only watched the anime and I'm not 100% sure on some stuff in the manga (I'm hoping to start them soon). If someone can let me know if this is inaccurate and he did what he did for other reasons then please let me know, thankyou 💜🙏

He once had such a kind heart, such a caring soul, a gentle spirit, a warming smile and a delicate touch. He'd be there for everyone, but everyone wouldn't be there for him...

He was let down.

Let down by them all.

After witnessing such atrocities, after experiencing society's own ungrateful nature gulp after gulp - why shouldn't he just...s n a p ? After all he knew he was expendable, they all were.

Why shouldn't he feel resentment for those he is meant to protect, those who never say thank you, those who cast out those who are different, those who are ungrateful bastards...those who are weak? They say that the strong and born gifted and that the weak are born cursed...how wrong they truly are.

If someone cared, if he just knew that just one singular person cared and gave a shit about him, perhaps if the world wasn't such a shit show perhaps he wouldn't have resolved to such extremities. To such ideals, to such loneliness and depression. Perhaps if he wasn't forced to plaster that fake smile on his face every god damn day maybe, just maybe he'd still be the man he once was.

Perhaps this could all be a pipe dream, perhaps this makes no sense, perhaps he wouldn't change, perhaps his fate was already predetermined by the gods...

But maybe...just maybe that gentle, kind soul wouldn't have been longing for a normal society to live in, a normal life to call his own, a simple thank you expressed, no massive expectations weighing upon his shoulders...no witnesses of death encapsulating the world's purest and dearest souls. Maybe he wouldn't have been sat there, lying there, crying there over something that he blamed himself for despite knowing it was the mark of the world's sick and twisted fate.

But also...

Why shouldn't he resent him self? Why should he deserve something good after letting such horrible things happen to one of the dearest souls he once knew?

Perhaps he wouldn't have turned.

Perhaps he wouldn't have had to mourn so much.

Maybe a hug could've sorted it.

Maybe an 'are you okay' or a 'd you need to talk' could've resolved it or even just simply discontinued the time that led him to what he became.

But no. He was consumed by all of these 'ifs' and 'buts'. He was swallowed by the deep dastardly darkness of depression. He grew tired of having to keep up with something that eventually transformed into an act.

....Maybe if it wasn't all for this, he'd still be here...by everyone's side......maybe he wouldn't have resolved to murder......maybe he stayed by both of their sides and they were all best friends for the rest of their lives.

But hey, what do I know perhaps all of it was an act and deep down he had no motives. Maybe he was just a sick, sadistic and twisted guy who hated the world and longed to see it burn down to the ground.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk angst #Jujutsu Kaisen angst #geto #geto suguru #geto angst #jjk x reader #jjk headcanons

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fallen-gabrielle · 1 year

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people/critics saying that the mario movie isn't emotional driven or lack emotions are CLEARLY single children and/or have only one kid. Or if they have multiple kids, then i feel sorry for the children because there is nothing worse than having a parent raised as a single child and then trying to raise brothers and sisters at the same time. these people CANNOT understand the connection between siblings. therefore they cannot comprehend the pure emotion between the mario brothers in the movie, which is, BY THE WAY, extremely healthy and wholesome, something that we don't really see much in medias.

sure the mario movie isn't exceptionally revolutionary story wise but it shows what fraternal love is at its purest form. the real emotions in that movie were from mario and luigi's interaction and bond. you can feel how much they care for each other, by simply looking at their body language but also the things they do to cheer themselves up. luigi going to mario's room to reassure him that he isn't bringing his little bro down with him is such a sweet, real moment. when they're separated and mario is worried as fuck about luigi because they were never apart for this long hit me in my feels so hard you have no ideas.

maybe i am a little biased towards these kind of relationships/tropes, but i have a good reason to be. my sisters and i were separated from our mom when we were kids, and the social services also wanted to separate us sisters across the country at some point. we got lucky because we have the best mom in the universe, no joke no exaggeration, but even then there was still the threat that we could be split apart once again. luckily it didn't happen. but we learned to stick to each other and that family is an important value that medias don't fucking care about. i keep seeing tv shows where there's always the mean family member who annoys the protagonist or something, or that the "interesting" family dynamic in these shows is that they're toxic as fuck because haha, look they're not a perfect family after all, or whatever.

so i can tell you that seeing the mario brothers getting separated was painfully heartwrenching for me. sure i knew it was gonna happen, that was in the first trailers, but hey, the build up before that scene in the movie was awesome and made the scene even more painful to watch. and i can tell you that their reunion was the most beautiful scene in the whole movie. mario saves luigi from a certain death and when he looks at his little bro all safe and sound and the sheer relief on his face, i fucking cried man. they hugged so hard because they've been apart from each other and they needed that physical contact so badly. showing affection physically towards our brothers and sisters is completely normal and must be shown in medias. only sick weirdos would interpret it the wrong way, because they don't know about fraternal love. it's a sweet and natural love that exists and we need to talk about it. i can't exactly say my relationship with my sisters is that perfect idyllic love, but that's why it's so important for me to see a healthy relationship between brothers.

the mario movie was emotional, but just because it wasn't the emotions these idiots wanted it doesn't mean there wasn't any emotion in the movie. there was, and it's called fraternal love. you didn't feel it? then you don't value family as much as you think you do. fraternal love is real and i will not stand people shitting on it like it's nothing.

#fallen-gabrielle talks about something #mario movie #super mario movie #super mario bros movie #mario movie spoilers #fraternal love #bitch we need more of that

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weebsinstash · 1 year

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I feel like Val is the type to get his lil pet hella hooked on some drug(nothing too debilitating…maybe) to the point they absolutely can’t leave him cause he’s able to get the purest most refined version of it and they can’t handle less.

Getting to the point that they just give up running and just start finally settling in to the pet role, or so he thinks, when he realizes they’re just constantly doping up to avoid him in their own little world. Always conveniently high off their horse during the times he usually wants to be pampered and loved by them and he’s just like “oh, well alright cunt if you like that shit more than me-“ just fucking instant cold turkeys them. Watching them get their withdrawal meltdowns and promising them just scraps to get whatever he wants. Snuggles, kisses, lick his nutsack just whatever cause he knows they’ll be desperate enough. Only to snort and grin as they look at him so pleadingly and cute and he tells them what a pathetic job they did, using any outburst as an excuse to… get rough with em.

Wrap them up, give em a lil time out or maybe set them up with a lil buzz toy to work out that frustration and give them a new distraction to get through the painful withdrawals. Only cooing at their pleading and licking up the drool from their chin.

Oh- got carried away there. Anyways he a nasty nasty man n I see him bein fuuucked like dat :>

Oh no absolutely is this something I've thought pretty intensely about. it's pretty implied in the Addict music video that Angel is addicted to whatever drug is in Valentino's cigarettes. when he is dancing but looking anxious, Valentino blows the smoke directly in his face and he goes from anxious to feeling more motivated which is probably deliberate on Val's part and also im pretty sure that unless this is just music video pizazz that Valentino has some sort of powers which would check out since dead sinners having powers is already established wirh Alastor

There is also this pretty blatant visual metaphor

and in Angel's room there are cigarettes that are varying stages of being unfinished implying he's trying to stop and he actively acknowledges through the lyrics "there's another rush of poison flowing into my veins, giving me a dose of pleasure that resides by the pain" and it's pretty clear that on top of being abused and being an addict he's also just trying to use drugs to cope with everything he's going through

So ABSOLUTELY have I thought of everyone's favorite to hate scumbag pimp taking advantage of any weaknesses or addictions Reader may have and I personally can contribute my own personal experiences to this since I have a genetic predisposition to getting addicted and have had problems with alcohol and controlling my habits myself.

I can see it now. You're all in the limo and Valentino is smoking, Angel and a few others are too, and the Overlord looks over at you and laughs because you're smoking a joint and just starts openly mocking you for "that loser little kid shit" (even though I would stake my life that Vox would love getting stoned and gaming out and probably does so). You just kind of shrug him off, saying you're fine with just weed, but Valentino can't help but notice you're drinking too. You'll sit there, toke, sip, toke, sip, until you're a little loopy and feeling good, at your preferred level of euphoria, though there's been a few times you've just straight up fallen asleep in his limo from doing too much too quickly and Angel or one of the dancers had to jostle you awake.

Valentino doesn't see you hang out with anyone. He never sees you around town. As far as he knows, you work your shifts and only leave your rented room to get food, bathe, or run errands. Most of the times he sees you, you're stoned and or getting stoned, and there's been more then once that some catty little poledancer or whomever didn't like you whispered in his ear that you've been stumbling around drunk.

I've thought of it going one of two ways: he gets you high by force, or you ask him for it. Can you imagine it? You've been smoking weed but it just isn't the same, either your tolerance carried over from your human body or perhaps you've just been doing so much you built it back up anew, but now, one of the only things that brought you joy and calmed you down isn't working as well anymore, and you're having to spend more and do more and you'll cough your throat raw and still not feel 'how you want'. This high isn't how you remember it feeling before, so do more until it feels good! It is legitimately such a helpless feeling when you start leaning on a substance for comfort and you notice the efficacy wearing off. There's a sense of fear and desperation in it, that 'your only way to be happy' isn't working. And you start wondering, maybe I should try something else, something different, something stronger?

Val's been watching you and having his employees secretly keep tabs on you and you're all at the club and you're sitting near him and you look down at your last joint that's almost finished and you still feel miserable before glancing up at him with these big sad eyes and gestures to his cigarette, "so what's even in those anyway?" And he just smirks and hands it to you, "see for yourself, baby"

Or like, the same scenario but inverted from another perspective, Val can tell you've been smoking like a chimney to the point maybe you're even paying rent late because you're spending so much on your vices, and even if he can't immediately identify why, there's something that gets under his skin at seeing you all sad and gloomy. I wouldn't put it passed him to offer his cigarette to you and you refuse, and he pushes harder for it, trying to essentially pressure you into doing it until you cave, before just grabbing your chin and shotgunning the full capacity of his lungs straight into your mouth while you hopelessly fail to try to push him away

Either way, once the drug settles, you're just sitting there all 😊 smiling and giggling and engaging, overflowing with dopamine, all but melting into the sofa or limo custom you're sitting on while you play on your phone or listen intently to one of your boss' stories from when he eas alive, which always boosts his ego when you listen and you're like "wow that must have been so scary 🥺" and making him feel all big and tough, and maybe he can even convince you to cuddle a little. What, he's not touching up on you or anything, you can't just sit beside him? He can't wrap one of his arms around your waist and just hold onto you while he's on his phone? I mean, drugs and alcohol, scientifically proven, activate a specific part of your brain, and our brains favor the more primal feelings over rational thought which is why drunk and high people can act erratic and shit. So you're sitting there feeling all hot n buzzed n horny and suddenly Oh, big Mr Valentino has his hand on your thigh and is teasing you, hitting on you a little bit, and the mindset of "fuck that man something NASTY" is overpowering your usual rational thought of "GIRL BE NICE TO HIM SO HE DOESNT HURT YOU BUT OTHERWISE DONT EVEN LOOK IN HIS DIRECTION"

Valentino just lowkey making you a sex addict because he gets you high and gives you mind shattering orgasms 😩❤️ I imagine this would be extremely effective towards those of us that have lived more isolated lonely lives lol. The first morning after he fucks you and your new favorite drug has worn off, he can tell you're embarrassed, barely making eye contact with the man you had said some reeeeal freaky stuff to in bed (which he LOVED lol but he'll tease you for it just to watch you squirm). Maybe it'll be a week, maybe it'll be a few days, but you kind of avoid him, but then, it happens: the two of you wind up sitting in the limo near each other again, or at the club, and he catches you sending glances his way, eyes flicking between either his cigarette or him himself, looking away as soon as he notices you.

He'll pull you close, putting his hands on your body, purring in your ear, "what do you need from me, baby?" with the smell of his cigarette ghosting over your skin with the heat of his breath and you shudder and he knows, he knows you're going to be his new favorite toy

#yandere stuff #sinprompts #hh #also like for angst imagine if he got you too high or you got too high and you overdose in front of him #he has his goonies come and narcan you before you can die a second time but from that point onward he literally wont let you leave his side #no drinking no drugs and maybe he even slaps you with the bill for the treatment to resuscitate you #hes looking at your smile and then suddenly youre clutching at your chest eyes full of pain and fear and you look at him for help #i imagine if he hadnt realized he wants you as his alone before that almost losing you definitely does #as a pet as a a girlfriend as property it doesnt matter #youre his and hes going to make sure you keep your stupid ass alive even if it means he has to drag you around like a purse dog

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grigori77 · 2 years

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REASONS TO LOVE Netflix’ The Sandman series

WARNING!!! If you haven’t watched it (particularly if you haven’t read the graphic novels, although it’s not essential for enjoying it) there are potentially some serious spoilers coming up here, so be warned ...

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Neil Gaiman basically shepherded the whole thing in, so this is VERY MUCH EXACTLY what he always intended a Sandman series to be. Long may he remain on the show, because this is about as perfect as a TV series can get, especially an adaptation of SUCH A BELOVED PROPERTY as this ...

Tom Sturridge is PEAK casting genius. Not only is he spectacularly spot-on with Dream’s speech and mannerisms, but he just LOOKS like the character stepped right out of the comic pages.

But I also love how, while the series IS about the Dream King himself, he’s not necessarily the main, DOMINANT character here. Sure, in the first half of the season (essentially adapting volume one, Preludes & Nocturnes) it’s very much about his imprisonment, escape and the subsequent battle for him to regain his powers and kingdom, but EVEN HERE there are times he’s more like a supporting player in his own story, letting other characters into the spotlight, especially in the second half when the show adapts volume two (The Doll’s House), when it becomes far more about Rose Walker ...

Speaking of which, Rose is FANTASTIC. Kyo Ra is a sweetheart and her Rose is adorable and lovely and just the purest cinnamon roll and must be protected at all costs.

Matthew the Raven. OMG Patton Oswalt. I knew right away he was gonna be great in this but he surapassed all my expectations as one of my very favourite characters.

The relationship between Dream and Lucienne is PERFECT. She respects her boss immensely but is not prepared to put up with his shit for a MICROSECOND, and if that means letting him dangle to prove a point she’s gonna do it.

So what if John Constantine is genderbent? Jernna Coleman’s always AWESOME and she just GOT the character.

Episode 6, The Sound of Her Wings. Sweet mercy that is a PERFECT HOUR of television right there, completely flawless. In a season that’s already pretty legendary in its faithfulness, this note-perfect transplant of Gaimain’s flawless writing is a solid gold JOY to experience.

Kirby Howell-Baptiste as Death ... OH MY GOD. My girl was brought to life with flawless perfection, I’m a happy puppy after this.

The Corinthian. Boyd Holbrook’s another example of perfect casting here, and the rogue nightmare is a PERFECT Big Bad for this first season ...

Lucifer ... yeah, I love Tom Ellis in the show as much as anybody, but Gwendoline Christie is GOLD. She just GOT the role, clearly.

The duel in hell is AWESOME. Perfectly done.

Merv Pumpkinhead! Mark Hammil ladies and gentlemen! The man can do no wrong.

The Diner Experiment in Episode 5 gave me CHILLS. That was as close to the perfect nightmare that scenario could have gone, but thankfully without going QUITE as far as it did in the comic. THAT might have been a bit TOO MUCH.

While we’re there, David Thewlis’ John Burgess is a fantastically complicated and enjoyably HUMAN supervillain, and you’re never quite sure if he’s ENTIRELY WRONG, which worries me greatly. As it should ...

Also Charles Dance once again proves he’s incapable of delivering a bad performance.

Cain and Abel are a darkly comic delight.

Stephen Fry as Gilbert! YAY!! Love that man in everything, he was born to play Fiddler’s Green in human form.

I loved how they got the motley collection of misfits in the Cape Kennedy B&B absolutely right. Hal, Barbie and Ken, Chantal and Zelda, I love you all, you’re adorable.

Yay! Martin Tenbones! Looking forward to seeing him again when they do A Game of You in one of the later seasons.

The “Cereal” Convention. Haliariously funny in a jet black way guaranteed to get your skin crawling too ...

Desire and Despair. Sure, they’re only in this a little bit, but like Death I’m looking forward to seeing more of them in the future, they’re both spot-on.

The Gault and the way she protects Jed despite being a nightmare, that’s so wonderful. I love the idea that a constructed creature can try to be something other than it was intended to be, just like the rest of us. Gaiman is so spectacularly deep. And then we get that beautiful payoff at the end of the season where Dream’s learned his lesson and lets her change for the better ...

This whole season is just pitch-perfect in the visual effects and the sound and the music and the design and the wayit’s shot and cut. It’s a feast for the eyes and I’m glad Netflix were willing to spend the money to let Neil realise his vision without restraint.

Netflix, this is PERFECT. Give us a full series, let Neil do the entire story through to the end, no matter if it takes more than your holy three seasons to do it. This is TOO GOOD for you to NOT let him do it ...

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bolontiku · 3 months

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Tch, I know I'm broken

I trusted all the wrong people, and now, when some reach out to me with concern I automatically think they have an ulterior motive and are attempting to be manipulative.

I'm also a little angry.

A pretty long family rant under the cut

My little sis broke up with her gf. After saying the girl was moving out, she came to me asking if she could rent the extra room. (I am pretty sure the girl talked her into it) So the girl stayed. Then they were fixing things, working on it. Then the girl got a boyfriend. Then she told my sister she picked her over the bf.

They finally broke up and the girl packed up at the beginning of the year. She left. Not two weeks later her car is in the yard. I am literally VIBRATING WITH RAGE.

Today, the girl texts me. Telling me she is worried about my sister. I know (she doesn't know I know) that she texted my sister that she loves her, that she had the most purest form of love and she fucked it up by leaving and that she knew she could never get it back. (To me a very obvs manipulation tactic)

I know this.

She texts me that the sister told her I know some of what she is dealing with, that she's having s hard time. She's worried the sister is not okay.

No shit.

She is trying to heal from a break up and you keep coming back giving her hope. I am not all that nice at times. But when it comes to my siblings? I will fuck you up. She goes on to say "she doesn't know what she is asking" 🙄🙄 I tell her what I have told her before. To not tell my sister she loves her, even if it's platonic and followed with "as a friend" or "I care about you" that she needed to respect that she is not her gf anymore. You don't get gf privileges. You don't get to be lonely and come around till you feel better and then leave again. It's a hard no. She had boundaries issues and she doesn't care. If she cared she would stop it. She wouldn't continue to try to come around to assuage her guilt for not being able to keep others out of her pants.

Cause you say "I love you and care for you platonically" when you were in a relationship with us and we think: she's here, she loves us, if I play it cool something can be salvaged.

I told her she needed to stay away. That they both needed time apart. Her to learn boundaries and respect. My sister to heal and realize it's not gonna work that way again.

I mean it's not the first time I told them their relationship is not healthy. One is a narcissist with no care for others boundaries, the other a jealous possessive head case. I've told them multiple times they needed to break up.

I am not against them being friends or getting back together later, but right now, my sister is learning to be a person for herself. And I will be fucked if this girl thinks she can message me about her 'concerns'. You lost that privilege when you blatantly stepped over the boundaries so carelessly and because it's fun for you to do it and know others won't be upset with you.

Not this old cranky bitch. It's not the first time I told her HARD NO. I'm not afraid of hurting your feelings. Not when my sister is struggling.

I did pull a family meeting and we talked. The sister said it's been bad mentally for a month. A month. Since her gf left. I made her voice it and she cried a little. But I also pointed out that she had been quietly talking to me about what she is thinking unprompted. Which implies she is trusting me more. I told her the brother and I have worked through our own mental problems, that she is not alone. The brother also put in his own words. The sister is learning.

The girl did not text me back when I blatantly told her we would be having a family meeting about her concerns. That she needed to stay away for my sister to heal.

I am not nice when it comes to my family.

I will ALWAYS choose them above others. Idgaf about the feelings of those that hurt them.

#chaos journal #personal rant #the little sister #her ex gf #the brother #my family unit #mine

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caffeine-cookie · 2 years

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A shorter more stupider ramble about a little concept I want after I watched Day 3 of the odyssey story

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When I tell you I was literally screaming and crying so much in real life when this part of Day 3 dropped is an understatement.

Like okay man just go ahead and create a whole new fucking soul jam that resonated with YOUR SOUL like that no biggie mhm mhm. We’ll see you become an ancient soon yeah yeah just everyday things

I’m not really about theories so I’m just gonna like.. say shit and hope it makes sense. Like I always do except now I know that I have a lot to say at all times about him!!

The thing I’m most scared about is the fact that he’s gonna lose it a bit with the amount of power a soul jam contains. The way I imagined the entire process of converting the soul jam energy was that,, the energy that a soul jam has is sealed and kept stable inside of a receptacle, aka like the gems itself. But Espresso and the other researchers were extracting some of the energy inside of the soul jam, which left it alone in it’s purest form which is why all the receptacles they used before kept breaking. It’s too strong by itself, and needs something sturdy to keep it at bay AS WELL as something apart of somebodies soul. Hence why its like, called a soul jam.

Espresso and everyone else had mentioned so many times how powerful a soul jam really is, which is why I’m like. A bit scared for him. I never saw him as a type to chase for power, chase for an upper hand amongst other people. But with all the energy inside his soul jam, it could be enough that it could somewhat corrupt him.. like mentally?? The power could also be way too much to a point he could possibly injure himself while trying to use it.

But that is like LOWKEY KINDA WHAT I WANT BECAUSE ITD BE SOOOOO FUN TO SEE HIM SLOWLY LOSE IT AND GET CONSUMED IN ALL THE POWER. This is probably the highest point his job has ever gone up to. Again, bouncing back to an earlier post, I REALLY think the Council doesn’t take Espresso as seriously. Classism is obviously like an actual thing in the Republic, and it’s already been made known that Espresso spent the majority of his childhood in the lower city of the Republic. He probably worked his ass off to get to where he is now, but even then the Council just won’t realise the amount of potential Espresso has if they’d just give him a chance.

Sure, he’s been probably been proven to be an extremely successful scientist and researcher for the Republic. But even then his past just continues to play into how others view him, like how having been in the lower city just makes you less eligible than anybody else.

So back to the main point, I want him to get consumed in the power of the soul jam. He’s so sick and tired of nobody respecting him like everyone else. He’s seen as less than his colleagues, he’s heard others say he’s just a street rat that got lucky because he just so happened to have the brains when he was born in that dump. All of his colleagues never took him seriously, the COUNCIL didn’t take him seriously. He works his ass off day and night, trying to prove that he can be MORE than just ‘some researcher’. But the Council just takes that effort and still proceeds to severely underpay him.

He’s exhausted of this kind of treatment. He knows he can be better than everyone else, actually, he IS better than everyone else, no? Maybe for once, maybe for once in his fucking life everyone will realise he is worth more than they think he is.

Hope this makes sense and I’m not losing you guys

I’m gonna expand more on this later, this is SO fun to me and I have so much more shit to say.

#crk story spoiler warning #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #espresso cookie #espresso cookie run #oh god he #ivanthoughts

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blackjackkent · 4 months

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Quick look around the mind flayer colony area before, I assume, talking to Aylin to figure out how the hell to climb out of the Great Flesh Pit of Moonrise Towers.

A note to Gortash, sitting on a table:

This is not a surprise, necessarily, as we were already aware that Gortash has been climbing the social ranks in Baldur's Gate - Florrick referred to him as being responsible for some sort of automaton guard corps which was getting him lots of influence. Given what we know about him now, though, and especially given he now has control of Duke Ravengard, this is VERY concerning.

Also - I'm sure he brought the letter here from the city but I'm amused by the mental image of it somehow having been delivered to The Flesh Pit, Moonrise Towers, by some messenger who just was not paid enough to give a shit.

Some further exposition regarding the overall plot of the Chosen:

And... Ketheric's body.

In my banter post previously I had Shadowheart pulling the stone out of Ketheric's armor, but we do actually get a cutscene of Hector doing it which turned out to be more elaborate than I expected:

Narrator: In death, the body is cooling, but energy radiates from the stone.

A sudden low hiss, and a portal opens, a rip forming in reality behind Hector. He starts to his feet, fists coming up just a little slower than usual, betraying his injuries -- but then he relaxes, realizing that a familiar face is stepping through.

"Remarkable, truly..." the guardian mutters, looking at the stone in his hand.

He blinks at her, bewildered. He has never seen her like this, in the 'flesh' - outside the Astral Prism's pocket plane. He didn't entirely know it was even possible for her to leave it.

"And now the picture comes together," she goes on thoughtfully, her gaze lifting to meet his. There is a complicated expression in her eyes - satisfaction, or concern, or perhaps even pride. "The Absolute is neither god nor man. It is the elder brain you saw, held here by those three against its will. The crown it wears controls it, and these stones control the crown. It has been dominated."

She slowly circles Ketheric's body, looking down at it with narrowed eyes. "To master an elder brain... to subdue it..." She purses her lips worriedly. "Our enemies are formidable."

No question of that, Hector reflects ruefully. The guardian's analysis of the situation matches what he and his companions had already sussed out. There are more questions he has, of course, many more, but at least so far they are on the same page.

"How is it you're able to leave the Astral Prism now?" he asks. He is surprised to hear the heaviness in his own voice; as the adrenaline of the battle and the conversation with Aylin is starting to fade, there is nothing left but the purest, bone-deep exhaustion.

"A temporary reprieve," she answers - and he can hear that same exhaustion in her tone. "But a welcome one. With the brain on its way to the city, its influence here has weakened."

Not really as heartening a description of the situation as either of them would prefer, but at least it makes sense.

"What are these stones?" he asks next.

"The crown's markings suggest it was forged in Netheril, an ancient empire whose mastery over magic rivalled that of the gods," she says briskly. "It is a crown of domination. The stones were taken from its crest. They are Netherstones, imbued with the ability to control the wearer of the crown. The crown's Netherese magic must be the true source of the parasite's abilities. This must be what elevates their potential. And it must be the reason nobody could heal you." She purses her lips tightly around her jutting fangs. "If the crown can do this to the parasites, I dare not imagine what it is doing to the brain."

Hector grimaces. This confirms something else he'd suspected from much of the reading they've done in this place. And it means, most likely, that he will have to have a rather uncomfortable conversation with Gale very soon; of all of them, the wizard knows the most about Netherese magic... but it's also the type of magic that put the explosive orb in his chest.

"Do you know who our enemies are?" he asks.

"One of them I know," the guardian says thoughtfully. "Lord Enver Gortash - an arms dealer and slaver. A worshipper of Bane, the god of tyranny. The other is a mystery to me. But the way she spoke, it is most likely she follows Bhaal, god of murder." She looks down again at Ketheric's body. "Ketheric was a follower of Myrkul. Which means the Absolute is a front for the gods of death, and our enemies are the Chosen of the Dead Three."

Hector draws a breath and lets it out unsteadily. All of this is much as he already understood it (though he'd hoped the guardian might have some insight to provide regarding the Bhaalist Chosen), but somehow hearing it all stated in such plain terms, in the guardian's crisp, calm, matter-of-fact voice, is overwhelming all over again.

"What hope do we have," he asks softly, "if the gods themselves are involved?"

Under other circumstances, perhaps, she might offer him comfort. He can see a softness in her eyes that is pity, but there is no room for it in her bearing.

"Hope," she says, beginning equally soft, "is a luxury for those who have a choice. This is the battle of our lives, and the lives of everyone in Faerun. The army of the Absolute is marching on Baldur's Gate. Within the city, an Elder Brain brimming with power, ready to turn everyone within its reach into mind flayers. All it needs is an order - an order the death gods' Chosen are on the cusp of giving!"

Her voice has begun to increase in volume and intensity; she steps forward, stabbing a gauntleted finger against his chest. "We *must* wrest control of the brain from the Chosen before that happens. We *must* take their stones. Our chances of success are slim, but we must not fail. If we fail, everything ends."

She draws back, her arm pulling into a salute against her chest. "I will be your shield, but you must be the sword," she says gravely. "And when the chance comes to strike, you must take it - for there will only be one chance."

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She vanishes, leaving the group standing around Ketheric's body in a baffled little circle.

"Cheerful sort, isn't she?" Wyll says dryly.

"I feel inspired already," Hector comments, and runs a hand down his face with a sigh. "You know, I wish I knew her name. Or anything about her, really."

Karlach snorts. "I dunno. Real air of mystery to just show up, spout cryptic bullshite, and then vanish again. Always leave 'em wanting more, right?"

Hector rolls his eyes at her, but the comment does elicit a slight smile in spite of himself.

#bjk plays baldur's gate 3 #hector carlisle #no real new information here but it's always nice to see the guardian

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lady-lycany · 9 months

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Some religious christian blabla once again. So feel freee to ignore ':D

I'm so sick of this constant confusion. So sick of constant excusing myself for who I have become. The more I think about all that, the angrier I get. The only reason, I was trying to build some sort of relationship up to them was out of fear. Not love.

I was afraid what I would expect after this life, if I wouldn't be good enough to go to heaven. But honestly? It's said that everyone's a sinner and that they can only find salvation if they beg for forgiveness to god. That's for a long time now my biggest issue. I'd rather stay 10 more lives here on this fcked up planet in human form, if I know that good people that don't believe in them can go to heaven. I'm like the wish version of Jesus. I'm ready to sacrifice my happy ever after for others. For doubter and not believers that were still good at heart.

My brain got so morally fcked up through my past. Even if I want to fix it. I can't. Not because it's impossible. But I don't even want it enough. There are things that make my brain happy, that I would be threatened and hated for, if I would talk about it. I will probably always still try to be the best verion of me in the real world. And I'll always feel a little bad for my thoughts and actions but never enough to not think/do that stuff anymore.

I also think, that it's a lie that they're the purest creatures. They murdered too. They let us people suffer for so long and just watch because "iT's GoOd FoR uS 🥴💀" they just want the best for us... hah' sure. That's why so many people suffer in this life or unalive themselves because they can't fight back anymore.

I sympathize with the devil. I think there must've happened something to him that he has become evil. You only become suddenly evil if there's a reason. A trigger from the outside... What happened?...

I don't sympathize with people that do fcked up things for the devil. And I DON'T want to even sympathize with the evil. But I do so often. And I'm so sick of denying. Even if some things actually got better. There are things that I like too much to fix them.

I am confused, I'm angry, I am not able to waste more thoughts about that shit. I want to go back to the time where I didn't thought about all that ever.

#ramblings

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queer-and-dear-books · 1 year

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Title: Heartstopper

Author: Alice Oseman

Genre: Comics | YA Fiction | Romance | Friendship | LGBTQ+

Content Warnings: Bullying | Homophobia | Eating Disorder | Self-Harm

Overall Rating: 10/10

Personal Opinion: I think this story depicts one of the purest, most wholesome relationships in the YA genre. Charlie Spring and Nick Nelson are absolutely adorable together. From their meet-cute in the classroom to their developing friendship outside of school, their relationship is one anyone can admire because it’s full of mutual respect and communication. Some days are hard for Charlie though in the later comics, but with Nick by his side, he’ll make it through it. Is idealized? Maybe but I read for escapism.

Do I Own These Books? No

Spoilers Below For My Likes & Dislikes:

Likes:

- Charlie and Nick are just plain adorable together. Charlie is just a little guy and Nick is the human embodiment of a golden retriever. That makes for a wondrous combination. Because Nick brings Charlie out of his shell and Charlie gives Nick something to fight for.

- Nick really fights for Charlie. Everything from wanting to make sure that Charlie eats to telling off his older brother for being a bigoted dick to scaring off Charlie’s sorta-ex. That’s love.

- The scene when they were in the hotel room in Paris (I think) and Nick came out to everyone was gripping. The way everyone showered the couple with their support made me so happy. So giddy. I just loved it so much. But I admit, if the bullying was so bad for Charlie before, how did they manage to find a group that really supports them only a year later? Eh, I’m not going to question it when it makes me happy.

- I know people make fun of the show’s depiction of Nick trying to find out if he’s bi but that’s a real thing. Every queer person my age or older with access to the internet in their teens looked up those “Am I gay?” quizzes. As silly as it may seem, Nick Nelson is a very real portrayal of teen queerdom. Especially during the questioning stage. Bless his mom for accepting and loving him so easily when he came out to her.

- Victoria is hilarious. She enters panels from out of nowhere and delivers one-liners that absolutely kill me. “I don’t think he’s straight.” Girl, neither do we! Not to mention, she kicked David’s (Nick’s brother) phone out of his hand when he was talking shit and I respect the hell out of her for that. She has her brother’s back and that’s what a true sibling should do.

- All their friends are adorable too. Tao and Elle, a beautiful couple. But also, I just love how Tao is so protective over Charlie. He may have been at fault for Charlie getting outed but you can really tell that he cares for Charlie. And for Elle too.

- Then we have Tara and Darcy! Lesbeans! They’re so cute together too but also, I love how Tara is there to be a friend for Nick. Supporting him wholly while giving him advice when he needs to hear it.

- I know this list seems short but it’s only because my head is mixing up some of the details from the show with the comics. I don’t want to say something that only happens in the show and not the comics. But speaking of the show? Just brilliant casting. Everyone looks and acts exactly like their characters do. I am still a tiny bit upset that Tao is so tall but whatever. William Gao captures his essence still.

Dislikes:

- I think we all know. It’s the homophobes (Harry) and internalized homophobe (Ben). That’s pretty much it. Nick’s brother in particular though, fuck him.

#Booksbooksbooks #Book Rec #Book Review #Book Blog #Comics #Queer Comics #Heartstopper #Alice Oseman #LGBTQ #Queer Representation

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mellifluous-skz · 2 years

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Lovers in the night

Genre: Angst,Fluff,Fantasy AU

Word Count:1.4K

"Walk carefully,can you?" You shouted,glaring at the boy who was already walking away,without even sparing you a single glance.

"Lee Minho,you fucking bastard",you muttered, picking up your books clumsily.

You glanced down at your watch,and broke into a nervous run. Your lecture hall was quite a distance away,and you were already very late.

You stumbled in,shuffling into a seat at the very corner of the hall. You sighed softly,eyes searching for a certain brunette among the crowd of chattering students.

There he was,sitting on the other side of the hall,feet dancing to some noiseless beat.

Your yellow cardigan turned a bright pink,and a warm blush made its way up your cheeks.

How you wished your feelings weren't so clearly visible to the human eyes. How you wished to keep this all as your little secret,a secret that both of you shared.

You really wore your heart on your sleeve.

There he was,the bane of your existence, yet the ray of sunshine in your clouded sky.

Lee Minho.

His tall,slender frame was thoroughly alluring,but it also irritated the living shit out of you.

His beautifully sculpted, stunningly perfect features were a treat for your eyes,but were also something you purposefully grumbled about everyday at the university.

He ignored and snarled at you right at your face during daytime,but kissed the cheeks of the very same face with pure fondness during the darkness of midnight.

If you were asked to define your relationship, you would say that you both were lovers in the night,but were also distant strangers in the light.

Why?

Because you both enjoyed it.

"Is it a one night stand thing?" asked Felix,a look of genuine concern spreading across his pretty features.

You shook your head in denial,a bashful grin plastered on your face.

Felix sighed,as he handed you a bag of sour candies,"Whatever it is,make sure to not hurt yourself,okay? If something goes downhill,just give me a call and I'll crack that asshole's head open."

You giggled,hugging Felix tightly, "Thanks Lix. But I am sure that he would never do that."

You glanced at your watch again,and chuckled as you realised that the golden hour had already presented itself.

9 p.m.

You unlocked the door of your apartment,only to be greeted by your nemesis in his purest form.

"Hi love," He stood up,engulfing you in a warm hug, "Missed me?"

"A lot," you sighed,burying your head in the crook of his neck, "How about we go out?"

"Out were the night becomes us,and we become the night?"

"Your wish is my command,sweetheart," He cooed,holding you as if you were his most prized possession.

Which you were.

An hour later,you both found yourselves on the topmost floor of the Namsan Tower,adrenaline rushing in your veins.

You looked at Minho, the sight of him standing erect in the strong wind,hair adorably messed up,made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy.

Your heart,as always,decided to operate against your will. That bastard of Minho really had you wrapped around his rather small fingers.

As Minho watched,the light blue of your floral shirt turned into a deep red,and your hair tumbled down from its tight bun on its own,as you facepalmed noisily.

Minho chuckled,leaning in to kiss your cheek tenderly. Even though your body clearly expressed your love for him,you were upset.

And he had sensed that.

"Y/n," He said cautiously, raking his fingers through your wind-swept hair, "Why so cold,my love?"

You smiled,motioning for him to sit down on one of the chairs, " Why? Because you understand all of this,all of us,while I understand nothing. It's just love for me, Why is it not so for you?"

"I can always tell you-"

"I don't want to know Minho. I'd like to go with the waves,I'd like to wonder," you said,grabbing him by his collar and closing the distance between your lips.

His brown eyes turned blue,and you felt his skin warm up under your grip. You pulled away,holding his hands tenderly.

Minho was scared. Scared of how your love was giving him life,while his love was taking your life away from you.

"Am I going too fast for you?" You asked,tears rolling down your cold cheeks.

"No you aren't. I want your love,every bit of it," He said,trying to blink back his own tears.

You both were the symbol of pain in each others lives,and that pain had melted away into pure ecstasy as soon as you both had locked eyes. It had felt sweet, it had felt wonderful.

"Why?"

"Because it's bad. It's like….it's like walking on broken glass,but all that pain is pleasure. Your love is my innocent pleasure,Y/n."

Minho's slender fingers wiped away all your tears,as his tears spilled onto his cheeks. You smiled,planting two sloppy kisses on his cheeks to ease the pain.

Minho wanted to study you,to understand you without any fail.

He did not want to play the role anymore. He wanted to be your lover.

"Do you ever look at me during the lectures,sweetheart?" He asked,peppering your face with soft kisses,"The professor hardly makes any sense when you are in the class,you know?"

You scoffed, running a hair through Minho's hair sweetly, "My eyes are fixed on you,darling. Every tiny move you make,every emotion you express,I watch it all."

"Can you at least pretend to look away? Someone might catch us," He smiled,warmth spreading through his cheeks.

"I don't care about others. You know that I'll take what I can get,and that's a promise."

Minho laughed, lips upturned in a satisfied grin.

You both stood up again,two pairs of gleaming eyes reflecting the entirety of Seoul in them.

Then,out of the blue,

Minho flinched.

He jumped messily,looking down at his sudden bare feet. There were shards of glass littering the floor,and as your name left his mouth,he stepped onto the broken pieces of glass ruthlessly.

And he laughed. A loud,joyful laugh full of unadulterated enjoyment,full of innocent pleasure escaped his lips,sending shivers down your spine.

As you tried to yank him back,a sudden force pried your mouth open,and beautiful sound escaped your pained lips.

You were singing.

You were singing like there was no tomorrow, like it was the happiest moment of your whole life. You were singing like a happy child,you felt like a little child yourself.

But the tears rolling down your cheeks told a totally different tale.

As you both slowly stopped,all the pain,pleasure and happiness vanished. All they left were two lonely souls,tied in an unforgivable bond of innocence, guilt and pleasure

Minho limped closer to you,pained whimpers escaping his swollen lips.

"We really do go repeating these ballads on and on,don't we?" He whispered,lacing his fingers tightly with yours, "Any other promises,darling?"

"I want to cling to you all night long,love. Just promise me that you will do the same,that you won't leave me," you cried,as you watched Minho's eyes slowly turn red,and your heart thumped in delight.

He had finally given in.

"I will."

Minho pulled you in for one last kiss,as the ballads commenced again,but this time,the pain was shared equally. Two bodies,separated by disdain,were brought together by the love of their pain,and the universe seemed to be happy by that.

You dreaded mornings,but as long as you were with him for the whole night,they didn't hurt at all.

Honestly, they were far,far gone.

"Hey, asshole! Can you stop pushing me every time I am walking down a corridor? Unlike YOU, my time is precious to me." You growled,grabbing the atrocious boy's wrist before he could walk away without apologising.

"If your time is so precious to you," He spat,voice dripping with pure venom,"Then try coming here earlier, I guess? Waking up right before the bell rings,have some fucking shame."

"I hate you,you know that?" You sneered,your grip on his wrist tightening by each passing second.

"Right back at you," He snarled,yanking his hand back.

As you both turned away in two different directions,a similar warm feeling spread across your chests while a genuine smile tugged at your lips.

You both muttered the same words under your breath,giggling into your hands secretly.

"We don't need to put a label on it, do we now?"

#stray kids #stray kids imagines #lee know imagines #enemies to lovers #books & libraries #f2l #e2l #fanfic #fantasy #fiction #imagines #kpop #romance

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bubbles-for-all-of-us · 1 year

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*wearing a red turtleneck in a white room, holding a cassette recorder and a mic* YoU cAn CaLL mE aNyThInG yOu WaNt (okay if you don’t get this I will sound very weird by welp i am weird so deal with it)

Uuuuh i don’t know really, you can actually call me anything you want! I mean you came up with the name bubbles so I trust you :)

and omg omg omg HOW DARE YOU!!!?!? yeah joel would feel like shit because he loved his wife and he tried to be the best but her leaving so abruptly just makes him questions everything. He definitely had some really dark dark times and the only thing that managed to get him to hold on was Sarah. His baby girl had already lost too much, she wouldn’t lose him as well.

But this whole thing made me think…

We don’t know much about Joel and Tommy’s background, do we? So what if Sarah isn’t the first person Joel had to raise? What if they lost their parents young or lived in an unstable home? It would explain Joel’s need to protect his family, to always give them the best because he didn’t have that stability. Maybe Joel’s parents were the opposite of him and his wife: his mom doing her best but the classic father being abusive or just…a shitty dad and Joel growing up with the idea that he didn’t want to be his dad. Anything but turn into that monster.

So when his wife ends up leaving? Gosh, he starts rethinking everything he ever said or did! Did he actually…behave like his father in some way? Is this why she left? Did she realize she could much better than him? Because Joel didn’t go to college, he wasn’t some fancy guy or whatever so…did she find someone like that? Someone who studied and had a stable job and could actually give her a better life? Maybe he’s just not enough? Maybe he’s no better than his dad? And all these questions just haunt him because…if he couldn’t take care of his wife properly— an adult— how could he raise a little girl?

And as I said, it’s really Sarah that managed to pull him out of that hole because she loved him. A child’s love is the purest, most genuine thing and being loved by her just…really made it all worth it and made him realize that yeah, he was definitely flawed and he had no idea what he was doing but hey, he was doing it.

But yeah…Let’s add a tragic backstory to the already tragic backstory of Joel Miller 🫠

That's an arctic monkeys reference... right...?!

My brain is blank... but it'll come to me hopeful...

Where do you pluck all off these god damn good ideas from????

I do see Joel being very present while Tommy was growing up. I feel like that would also explain the amount of love and care he has for him. That need to find him no matter what. To just makes sure. Living without closure is so hard...

Same goes for Joel's wife. I doubt there was much expectation or even rational reasons as to why she left. Poor Joel honestly but also fuck his wife. Mr. Cowboy there's a line of females ready to kiss the ground you walk on.

#come chat with bubbles 🫧

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perkaggedon · 2 years

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ASTROVATIONSSSSZZ!!!! PT TWO

HEY STINKABUTTS! YALL WERE SO NICE ON MY LAST POST AND I REALLY APPRECIATE Y’ALL!!!! LETS GET INTO IT!

idk bout y’all but virgo placements think they’re almost NEVER IN THE WRONGGGGGGG BITCH SIT DOWN NEOW!

if u think CAPRICORN MOONS never ever ever wanna talk abt their emotions??? virgo placements are just as stubborn if not worse

sag moons are cool n all but they have the worst temper(undeveloped are just ignorant i can’t apologize for that) sit down as well stinkabutt

they ALSO snap quick asl if they feel some type of way abt u and are SLOWWWWW asl to get over

ex. my mom n sister have this placement and WHEW! i cannot and will not! they’re firecrackers and can go from enemies to home girls in literal seconds.

i have love for virgo placements(earth placements in general) and am literally surrounded by them but y’all need a lil something strange to chill y’all the fuck out!

cancers are horny man, unprovoked freaks and all. they’ll tell u abt some freaky ass shit they’re either thinking of or their freak ass experiences out the big blue sky.

that one aquarius/pisces dom person yk? they do not care abt any of ur drama bitch they’re in their own Solar system.

when people say u will be around/crushing on/surrounded by the sign that is in your 7th or 11th house..THEY ARE NOT LYING!!!

ex. istg my 11th is in virgo and EVERYWHEREEEEEEE i go i see a damn VIRGO!

i have leo placements and a cancer sun and i wake up in the morning ALWAYS thinking abt how dramatic or chaotic i can be today—it rarely happens though.

i have a FIRM belief that leo placements do not like being around people who can just naturally take the spotlight bc we wanna be in the spotlight. word of advice: PLEEEEAASAAEWW refrain from being jealous of those people, it’s not cool or cute.

cancers are LOUDSDD whenever they’re around their friends or feel they’re inna safe environment.

i feel like leo mercury’s try to adjust their tone or wtv whenever they’re talking to certain people

as a cancer, i hate cancers

ex. i knew 3 people in middle school who were cancers and they weren’t even whiny—they were just dickheads middle schoolers and bullied me for being fat chile!!!! + i have 2 relatives who are cancers and they’re just annoying like…

do NOT be fooled! aries can most definitely be followers! for the right leaders??? oh baby they’re falling right in line, front n center.

aquarius’s love sitcoms, watching youtube, watching old tv shows, they just love watching random shit tbh.

two things a pisces loves to do? be right and argue if someone tries to play w them abt being right!

they’ll get on u too! don’t play!

earth placements will really put u onto the coolest shit tho—it can be literally anything and they’ll probably know a little something abt it

sagittarius’s, scorpios, and air signs just naturally attract people

pisces can have the most EDGIEST humor. it’s not even edgy sometime just fucked up.

water and earth signs are touch-deprived, love-deprived, every-deprived. u name it and they’re deprived from it for sure.

the virgos, pisces and scorpios ik LOVEEEEEEE calling themselves pretty and hyping other people up (PISCES FOR SURE) and they absolutely deserve to

scorpio risings will always randomly leave or end up wandering around like a two year old

earth and water placements will EAT!!!!

air/water placements live for doing the purest/nostalgic shit like pinky promises, making friendship bracelet, watching the TV shows they watched as a kid yadda yadda yadda

capricorn moons and cancer suns can be very nice, mother-like, nurturing, etc. but they will stop that shit if u don’t take their advice and act like an ass!

air/capricorn moons been done w life ever since they were fresh out the womb

libra/air placements always have somebody harassing or trying to bully them

ex. 1 of my friends is always getting harassed/bad-mouthed by her teacher unprovoked and it’s so weird.

one thing a capricorn w aquarius and sag in their chart is gonna do is sit PRETTY ASF AND UNBOTHERED

ex. FLO MILLI AND TIFFANY POLLARD!!!

the sign u find annoying MAY be in ur big 6 or u have a lot of that sign in ur chart

ex. i have leo placements and leo suns???? absolutely insufferable

fire placements will say some shit then do the exact opposite of what they said

neptune in 4h are SCATTERBRAINED TO THE FKN MAXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

scorpio risings do be enjoying occult shit

a scorpio and aquarius duo may seem toxic and…it is..but it works :DD

idk it’s just me but cancer in ur big 6 automatically indicates crying when u argue w sb

to any placement this applies to (👁👁) stop explaining yourself u don’t owe anybody shit

u simply will not be able to understand the elements u lack the most cuz bitch u don’t have it!

ex. having 0 earth placements indicates u won’t be able to fully understand why earth placements do what they do, u may find them weird

i believe having a mix of two or more elements gives u the opportunity to connect w any elements

people w 8h, 9h, 11h placements don’t usually have in depth connects w people who don’t have those placements, they just aren’t fully understood

ima continue to get on virgo placements cases every single time cuz i swear y’all be hanging on by a thread and i honestly wanna cut that thread.

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Their Favorite Place to Kiss You

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a/n: I just feel like they needed something sweet damnit :( i love them that’s all - my inbox is always open :)

characters: mikasa, armin, levi, hange, eren, connie, sasha, jean, zeke, & reiner

Mikasa

Your eyelids

Mikasa has always been on the more soft spoken side when it comes to intimacy, sometimes she finds it’s even hard to reach out and hold your hand. She often opts for brushing her knuckles against yours and just hopes you get the gist. But when you’re asleep it’s different. She gets to reach out and run her fingertips delicately across your face and it gives her the perfect opportunity to lean in and press feather light kisses to your closed eyes, and she always hopes her love is strong enough that her affection communicates into your dreams. Please give this shy angel all the love :,(((

Armin

Your cheek

It’s just the purest way for him to show you he’s listening and cares really :(! You’ll be on a date and he’s holding your hand and he’ll just lean on over and place a little smooch there while he’s got this little smile going on, before he tells you to continue with your story, “I’m listening sweetie.” It was also the way he hyped himself up to be more physical with you as the relationship progressed. Baby boy was a little nervous for your first kiss so he worked himself up to it by acting all sly and leaving the gentlest of gentlest kisses on your soft skin. He also loves kissing any birth marks or freckles you may have on your face, they just draw his attention so much and he finds them so cute he has to leave some sort of appreciation for them. And now, kissing your cheek/face has just become his favorite place to leave hellos and goodbyes. It’s even better when he can feel your cheeks get plump from the way you smile when he leaves a kiss.

Levi

Your hands

He has a nasty habit of overworking himself and pushing his body to the limits physically. Staying up late and depriving himself of sleep, hunching over a desk and straining his eyes from all the reading and work, getting frequent headaches from how strong his focus has been - usually meaning he’s forgotten to drink enough water that day. It all takes toll in his tired eyes and the sore muscles in his body, the ones most tense in his upper back. The only good that comes from this is how easy it makes it to strip him away from work if need be. Just running your hands up his back to knead at the muscle between his shoulders and neck has him sighing and closing his eyes, reaching a hand up to grab onto one of yours and place thankful kisses along your knuckles. Now you’ve successfully convinced him to lay in bed while you softly run your hands over his face and body, only stopping when he grabs them to place more kisses. He hopes it’s good enough at showing you how grateful he is for you in his life <3

Hange

Your forehead

They call you their little stroke of genius always and this just kind of seals the deal for them teehee. Whenever they get any kind of idea - good, bad, small, big, dangerous, you name it - they’re placing a kiss on your forehead and hollering before they run off to execute said idea. You have an idea and they’re praising you on how smart you are while they kiss you repeatedly there, kind of like they’re your older, invasive relative or something. It’s also their favorite way to greet you whether it’s them coming home or waking you up first thing in the morning. It’s just always the perfect blank space for them to lay their love on you and get your attention. And if you have a big forehead they’ll mention how it gives them more space to love up on hehehehehe <3

Eren

Your neck

Cuddly boy, cuddly boy! He loves bothering you and trying to get your attention, and he finds it’s the easiest when he has his face buried in your neck and leaving wet kisses there. He also finds it’s such a versatile place for affection. If he’s feeling clingy, he can come up from behind and wrap his arms around you while he whines into the crook of your neck demanding you pay attention to him by kissing or blowing raspberries there until you’re giggling and giving in. When he’s sleepy and cuddling he can stretch his face up to whisper into your neck about heading to bed and finalizing his wish with a soft peck - barely even a kiss. If he’s in a mood it’s certainly an easy place to convince you to join him. And if he’s just feeling soft - which is almost always - he has no problem in smiling into that spot between your neck and shoulder and giving little love bites or any form of attention there. He’s just a clingy boy and it’s the easiest way to get what he wants - and hide how red his face can get from you.

Connie

The top of your head

It’s a funny thing he’s started doing in passing moments that’s just made his days so much brighter. You two will be bustling about in the kitchen cooking dinner and when you pass by him he just has to grab the sides of your face and reach over to kiss the top of your head with an obnoxious mwah to top it off. Or if he’s dropping you off he obviously has to reach over the middle console to pull your head aggressively towards him to leave another silly kiss - he likes it even more when you act “annoyed” with him over it. But it isn’t always silly, he finds it a really good way to let you know he hasn’t forgotten about how sweet you are to him. You’ll be laying in his chest while you two watch a movie and he’ll lean down to leave a long and quiet kiss into your hair, reminding you of his fondness.

Sasha

Your lips

It’s such a simple but sweet place to kiss! Nothing makes her happier than leaning in and giving a quick peck before she’s off to her busy day, her nose usually bumping into yours cause she’s being a little too quick about it, but it never fails to make you all giddy when you feel her smile against your lips. It’s also her favorite time to kiss you after you’ve had something sweet. First she just wiped the corner of your mouth with her thumb to collect the sticky syrup that collected there from your breakfast a few minutes prior, sucking the sweetness from the finger and humming to herself. Next it was replaced with a simple kiss to the corner of your mouth or wherever you had yet to clean up a crumb - sometimes her tongue would innocently dart out to get a better taste. Finally it became just a regular sweet kiss, even happier than before, when she could still taste the honey in your mouth from the biscuits you’d made for lunch.

Jean

Your shoulders

He adores running his hands up and down your arms and it just goes so well with leaving a few light kisses at the top of your shoulders. He also feels like it’s such an intimate part of the body in that for him to place a kiss there means he’s physically close to you in a way he treasures immensely. Like when he embraces you in a long, warm hug for whatever reason, getting to bend down and leave a long sensual kiss placed there feels so serious to him, even if you’re ticklish and it has you giggling. There’s just something so serene for him when he’s able to feel that calm and close with you that he always finds himself compelled to lean over and even crane his neck to remind you how special you are to him with a shoulder kiss. What can I say, he just loves em!

Zeke

Your thighs

It seems like he’s ALWAYS passed out with his head in your lap. He says it’s not his fault but yours because you’re the one who always lets him rest his head there when he’s home from work, running your fingers through his hair. How is he supposed to stay awake when you’re doing that? And don’t get him started on how you run your thumb over his brow bone and down the bridge of his nose before going back up and starting again. It’s like you want him to take a nap on your thighs! Which you kinda do cause it’s the only time you get to see this mf relaxed and quiet in your presence if he’s not reading or doing some other nerd shit. He always makes sure to press sweet kisses to the tops of them when he wakes up, along with chuckling and tickling you with his scruff. He also likes to give you massages when you’re laying in bed which always somehow leads to him rubbing your calf’s while he closes his eyes and gently kisses the soft skin on your inner thighs. He’s just a sucker for em and you can’t tell me otherwise!

Reiner

Your back

Oh this guy :( He’s a chronic big spoon, no matter your size. It’s just always so soothing for you to be in his arms with his hands resting at your tummy, sometimes absentmindedly kneading the soft skin there as he falls asleep. But he never stays that way, he ends up naturally scooting down throughout the night so when he wakes up his face is nuzzled into the middle of your back with his arms wrapped even tighter around your midsection. You can always tell when he wakes up by the soft flutter of his eyelashes against your skin and the tightening squeeze on your torso, followed by soft open mouth kisses up your spine and all over your shoulder blades. Of course the way he whispers, “hi”, into your ear once he’s reached the top let’s you know, too.

this made me so unbelievably soft omfg. I just felt like we needed some soft content and I’ve been missing them :((( if you guys like this and would want it I can make a pt.2 with some characters I didnt include in this one :)! Jus lemme know if it’s something you guys would want! Anyways I hope you enjoy, I love talking to you in my inbox, and if you’d like to be on a taglist jus lemme know and I’ll happily oblige :)

requests are open

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