#you idiot. i can't help but love you
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I was played like a FOOL that day, by one of the greatest honors known to man
And I was played DOUBLED today, as I fulfilled your minuscule desire
Ah, you were the patron of the arts after all, while I am the humble craftsman
#echoes of the fettered#you idiot. i can't help but love you#i can't say it to you. but jesus christ i cannot thank you enough#you did so much for me. to me. three years past flying. i want to see you in action for many more. so many more. i want to be your witness#i wish you the best. i can only wish you the best‚ my darling#i can't wait to see you fall at least once. I can't wait to see you rejoice#ah. mi mente...ah. mi corazón‚ no puedo evitarlo#escribir poesía barata sobre ti es lindo~ y un poco triste también~#pero cual es la naturaleza del amor. si no la propia experiencia humana#feliz cumpleaños. te deseo lo mejor por mucho. much tiempo#un día te tengo que dedicar las mañanitas. fufu
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I feel like if Dipper were ever reincarnated as a demon, he wouldn't fit in super well with the others. Yes, he's been raised to vie for power and step on everyone in his way using whatever means is necessary - it's the same toxic bizz as when he was a human, appealing to gender norms. He's tougher, scarier, more powerful (than ordinary humans, that is), but when it comes to asserting control - being Evil - he doesn't have it in him. Given enough time, I think he'd grow pretty vocal about leaving living things alone. NOT torturing organisms for the hell of it, or stealing people's souls, or conquering planets. Sure, he's a demon. That's no excuse to be a MONSTER.
It's a VERY unpopular opinion amongst neighboring demons, and rumor spreads fast about the Goody Two-Shoed Activist imp raining on everyone's blood-splattered parade, so much so that it makes it to Bill, who's immediately intrigued. Call it intuition, but only one soul's capable of overriding goddamn demon nature for some preachy bullshit about "Doing Good." Lucky for him, demons occupy the same plane of existence, so all it really takes to verify the guy is a snap of his fingers, and POOF! He's floating right next to him. Sure enough, Dipper's fashioned himself a new and improved demonic form, and it is lovely!
No one likes Dipper's kumbaya "Can't We All Just Get Along" ideology, but Bill's almost instantly smitten with the guy, whoever he is, so he's gotta be at least somewhat powerful. Demons take notice when the all-powerful Bill Cipher starts lending his time (and magic?) to some low-leveler like Dipper. Is he being blackmailed? Are they working together? No. Not possible. Bill doesn't "work" with anyone, save for whatever human catches his eye every few decades. Doesn't look to be doing him any benefit, either. The opposite, even. Lending power to a saint like Dipper only makes it harder to cause chaos, after all. Why would he actively go against his OWN best interest to cater some imp's? It's almost like he's. He's.
A henchmen.
(Bill's also 30% more affectionate the first month they reunite, because he still can't believe that his adorable little human husband came back as the same SPECIES as him! He'd never complain over having a sweet human to squeeze, but one with teeth and claws and cute pointy ears doesn't hurt).
#answers#I can't help but picture demon dipper starting out all like#I'm Bad 😡 I'm Mean 😡 I'm Evil As Heck!! 😡#And still having a HUGE hatred for things that are Unfair or Unjust. One time he saved a kitten from a tree and got embarrassed about it#Eventually he just has to give into his nature and speak up about all the BULLSHIT he sees going on around him#Sorry Dippin' Dots even the society that 'raised' you can't prevent you from your do-gooder ways#Don't worry Bill loves you for the stupid idiot you are#Everyone is completely BAFFLED by Bill acting like a friggin' henchman though#I bet they don't even peg it as romantic interest at first. Dipper sure doesn't#He's thinking this is some Grand Scheme to convince him back into the evil fold#And to be fair Bill's very tempting in that respect. But not leaning as hard into it as he *could* be#Maybe he thinks Bill's trying to 'mentor' him for something. Seems like the kind of thing Bill would imply and let Dipper fill in the gaps#They're technically not the same SPECIES since Dipper's probably some human-shaped 'demon'#And Bill's originally from a two-dimensional weird universe. Technically speaking he's His Own Thing#Aside from whatever refugees escaped that plane. If any.#Demon covers a LOT of different beings that don't have much or any genetics in common#But you KNOW Bill's thrilled as hell that Dipper's Slightly More Immortal than usual!! This one's gonna last a WHILE#*slams fist on table* Give Dipper A Tail With A Tuft That Bill Can Pull To Be Annoying#Final thought: In this incarnation Bill might have been wondering where the hell Dipper got to since there's no human around#Given a long enough time he might even wonder if he was LOST#So you know that when Dipper reemerges on the scene everyone else was dealing with a VERY unhappy Bill Cipher for QUITE a while
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THE QUEENLY TRADITION OF KILLING BEARS AND SAVING PRINCES
In the very same forest where his parents met, Ayn reminisces about them with you. The conversation gets derailed long before you decide to tease him about the Sword of Transcendence—only to get teased in turn.
— pairing: [godheim] ayn alwyn x little painter/you
— word count: 1.3k
— tags: established relationship, referenced pregnancy, takes place after an AU of courtyard reunion/crown's weight where they were together the entire time
— note: i've had this in mind since the scene where you kill a bear. it's the writer's fault for making parallels so easy to draw.
— return to lbc masterlist | series: none
"THIS—" AYN SAYS AS THE sound of the careful footsteps and rustling grass draw closer to his location, underneath the very same tree that witnessed his parents' first meeting. "—is where my parents met. It took a while for me to find it, but I can finally show it to you."
In lieu of a greeting, his queen gazes upon him with a displeased expression. "I could've been an assassin."
Rather poetically, your long, messy hair has been tamed into a well-behaved plait. But you are not his mother, and he is not his father. There should be no tragedies in your future, and Lars will once more sit on the throne only if Ayn's own child refuses it.
"I knew it was you." He watches the ends of your red bow—the same shade as your dress—peak out shyly from behind your head. "Do you not trust my instincts?"
You don't respond. Instead, your gaze travels to the initials carved onto the tree trunk, where the E of his mother's maiden name has been overwritten by the A of his father's, and his own, surname. Crossing the remaining distance, you neatly sidestep his hand and places yours over the crude outline of the heart surrounding them.
"She saved him from an assassin," you murmur, voice distant and guilty.
At once, he knows where it is your thoughts have wandered to. Ayn shifts, reaching out his gloved hand to you—an offer, to do as you please, whether it's to pull yourself down, or pull him up, or to simply hold on.
"This is where Father meant to give her the Sword of Transcendence," he explains, once you take his hand and sit down. His voice has grown softer, and you take it as your cue to rest your head on his shoulder. "But he changed his mind after one of his knights stopped him and made a ceremony of it."
Even though you've heard this story before, you seem as enchanted by it as you did the last time—and all the times before that. You adjust your hand, intertwining your fingers with his, and when he looks over at you, he sees nothing but pure affection in your gaze.
Birdsong accompanies his story, as does the gentle rustling of the leaves. Closing his eyes, he remembers the days where his parents would narrate it for him. As a child, before he began to properly notice Father's treatment of Mother, he found it to be nothing less than a perfect fairytale.
Now though, most of the magic has been scrubbed off, leaving behind only a bitter taste on his tongue he associates with the life Mother could've had without him and his father. Ayn only hopes his own child won't feel the same way about him.
"And that was when he asked her to be his bodyguard," he finishes, repeating exactly what his father would say at the end.
"We met in a ballroom," you lament, after your obligatory cooing. The longing in your usual comments that you don't is especially pronounced today. "No carving hearts into meaningful trees for us."
He smiles faintly, angling his head towards you. "The ballroom is much closer to the palace than this tree."
"It doesn't have to be a tree," you murmur. Before he can comfort you, though, you spring back to life, lifting your head off his shoulder with a faux thoughtful look on your face—and he pays the price for it, your shoulder bumping against his, with a fond sigh. "But, you know, I've saved your life before. I've even killed a bear before. Even if we don't have a tree or a flower field—"
Lips stained red, slanted into a mischievous smirk. A slight tilt of your head. Gloved fingers tucking the longer strands of your bangs back behind your ear. You lean in close, until all that's left in his vision from the scenery around them is the golden hue your hair takes under the gleaming sun.
"How come I don't have a fancy heirloom sword to pass down?" you ask, clearly anticipating your turn at teasing him.
"You're right," he acknowledges easily, a bit unwilling to play along. Ayn cups his chin in such a manner that it covers up the small smile playing on his lips, and commits himself to the act. "I should've prepared some sort of gift."
The smirk on your face drops as he taps the handle of the Sword of Transcendence. A panicked gaze lingers on him, on his hand, and it isn't long before your emotions manifest in a more...physical manner.
"Wait, no—" You straighten up, hurriedly putting some distance between them, and perhaps Ayn is a terrible person for it, but he can't help but silently guffaw. "That was a joke. That's your mother's sword! You can't—you can't give that to me."
When it becomes clear that your ramblings have no end, he reaches out and curls his fingers around your wrist. The act silences you immediately, even before his patented snarky comment. You wrap your own hand around his, and your fingers slot into place in the spaces left between.
"Why not? I thought you wanted a 'fancy heirloom sword'." he quotes.
Though you hardly look threatening with the rosy hue of your cheeks clashing against your scowl, he can admire your commitment to the role. "I'll take another one."
"I don't have another one," Ayn responds innocently, taking delight in the way your glare intensifies.
"Make another one then," you fire back immediately, crossing your arms. A pout forms on your lips, before your hand slips out and cradle your still flat belly. "Your father is such a bully. Don't let him fool you, okay?"
He bites back a smile and leans closer, closing the gap between you and him. "I should be saying that about you."
You seem to understand what he's after. With a snort, you make the first move, pressing your lips to his for a quick kiss. But despite that, when you pull back, you're still holding onto your grudge.
You even go so far as to throw his own words back at him.
At that moment, he has a sudden, vivid vision of his own child—your child, separated by gender only through the length of their ambiguously-colored hair and nothing else—stirring up trouble. Usually, in idle moments, when his thoughts wander to the future, Ayn sometimes frets about what they'll take from who. From whether red eyes and deep purple hair is a better combination than the opposite, to whether they'll favor a paintbrush or an instrument, and anything in between.
But their affinity for trouble-making is something he's never budged, and right now, Ayn is certain your features lend themselves best to trouble-making.
Narrowing his eyes fondly at his wife, he says, "We can let the little one decide then."
The expression on your face as you think over his offer would fool anyone into thinking you were deliberating over something serious. You purse your lips, taking the time to exaggerate your exasperation, and declare:
"That would take years. So, I'll let you off, just this once."
"Oh, how can I ever repay you?" His voice is dripping with amusement. Ayn has the smile to match, which only widens as he pretends to have found the answer. "I know—"
"Not a sword."
Ayn bursts into laughter—the kind that leaves him breathless, with an aching stomach and a curse that only prolongs his condition. Soon, you join in as well, and then both of them are stuck in a loop, able to afford only a slight lull of peace before something or the other sets them off.
"A kiss?" he wheezes, once his laughter begins to die down. For real, this time.
"That—"
You don't hesitate to take him up on his offer. But this one is not a merely peck. He has enough time to pull you into his arms and onto his lap. Enough time to think about what it is that you taste like. Fruit, mostly.
When you pull back, both hands still cupping his cheeks, your eyes are glimmering with delight.
"—I'd say, is acceptable."
#fics by aya#for all time#for all time x reader#lovebrush chronicles#lovebrush chronicles x reader#lbc ayn#lbc ayn x reader#ayn alwyn#ayn alwyn x reader#little painter#lovebrush ayn#rambles from here on ->#hi i'm feral over the fact that the moral of ayn's route in regards to you seems to be “don't repeat your predecessor's mistakes.”#don't get so blinded by love that you forget that you are partners first and foremost—trust each other implicitly but advocate yourself too#but also maybe don't send your queen away in times of trouble like an idiot??#anyway like i'm not even an ayn stan but all of the boys are just so well-written that i can't help but write for him anyways?#except cael—he scares me because i'm 90% sure i can't do him justice but like i also have barely any cael cards sooo...not all my fault!!#(for reference i started end of march)#fun fact: i almost didn't finish this because of the ending of his route but then i watched crown's weight and went “oh”#so here we are—all because feina and mc both killed a bear and saved a crown prince
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Waited for the Date with death to launch, played it for hours and then you know, decided to hop on Tumblr to check if someone is obsessing over him as much as I do... And well, Tumblr never disappoints, thank you for being feral over blushy, stupid, dorky Reaper, he's just a bby gosh-
I love this hellsite so fucking much, don't ever stop. And please support the creators, they're just wow, incredibly amazing<3 thank you for fulfilling the dream of bullying a cute not so human, adorable, man.
#PLEASE HE'S SO BABYGIRL CODES I CAN'T#they really said “bully a grin reaper and call it flirting” huh#*sobs*#I LOVE HIM SO MUCH#I actually tried to get the marriage ending and i DID SOMETHING WRONG AGAIN WHYYYYYYY#let me take his hand in marriage i beg you#just me failing the route like and idiot because of a miss click I didn't notice#FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK#okay but still this game and grimmy are awesome give it a shot#you will love it#please#babygirl coded#my scrunklo man with blushy checks and an Axolotl plushie i would give him my soul any minute#help#just overly obsessing like a pterodactyl because this little pretty thing gifted me flowers and calls me Sunshine#I CAN'T WITH THESE DIGITAL CRUSHES#added to my list of games I want and will play forever because why not#a date with death#a date with death grim reaper#casper the grim reaper#casper#enea's lil tag
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#friends I don't have a lot of energy in me to ask right now#but please if you think of it say a prayer for me#I'm having some real struggles with my faith right now. and I can't bring myself to admit it to anyone here at school.#I think I've been an idiot. and I can barely even ask God for help. for reasons I don't even totally understand.#I'm just tired and frustrated and I don't know how to pray.#delete later#love y'all. talk to you sometime soon maybe.
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what I'll never get is
HOW can you love Crowley and hate Aziraphale at the same time?? Yeah, I loved Aziraphale ever since I read the GOmens book back when I was, oh dunno, 17? But that's not why I'm saying this.
What I'm saying is that Crowley loves Aziraphale so much that it's impossible for me to love him and hate Aziraphale. I love what my snake boi loves. It rubs off on you. So how can anyone actually HATE Aziraphale????? Do they even have a heart?
#good omens#aziraphale#crowley#ineffable husbands#ineffable idiots#I mean they love each other and it's so obvious you can taste it#I'm pretty sure both of them will be mighty p**sed at anyone who hates their friend/partner/oh who am I kidding their love#if my bae loves someone I can't help but to love that someone as well is it just me???
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Carlos wore that shirt specifically so TK could rip it off of him and send the buttons flying and you cannot convince me otherwise...
djskalfjf YES as always you are 10000% correct
#ask tag#ls asks#tarlos#the rituals are intricate but not for toxic masculinity reasons just because they both get off on it 😂#what if we have a big table but sit so close to each other we can't help but brush hands#what if we share a kiss all the sweeter for its brevity#what if i slide my hand under your sweater and sigh as i rest my palm on the warm skin above your heart#what if you lose all patience and rip my shirt open because you just can't wait another second to touch me#these idiots live together in a loft where they can literally always see their bed and they still don't make it there half the time#that's love bitch!
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had a close encounter with a pitbull that set me back approx 10 years in my journey toward a dog phobia free life <3 love that for me
#im fine with most dogs but muscular and excitable ones im just not great with.#which is no surprise given What I've Seen As a Child#still i love them. i love all dogs. i just wish owners knew how to be owners#told you 6 times in 2 days to keep your dog in your garden and he just keeps coming over to our field and pissing on our olives#and jumping on me obviously. like im sorry i wish i could love you mr dog but i can't help that i start shaking and go blind#and feel like im 2 seconds from dying when you're close to me. it's not your fault your owners can't take care of you properly either#we are both victims here#anyway im fine just a couple of scratch marks. it just makes me feel like an idiot like i wish i could be normal about dogs#im just not. i know that's fine in theory but it's not fine in practice#bc dog owners can't even fathom it. plus it makes me feel stupid as hell!! idk#well i lived bitch
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eeuuaghh i would like everyone to know that i apologise if i have not responded to your reblogs/mentions/posts on tumblr, i have really terrible social anxiety and for some reason people talking to me makes my nervous system think i'm being hunted for sport by a resident evil boss. sorry if i havent responded i'm not being rude i'm just having a panic attack :P
additionally: social anxiety is actually the reason why a lot of my old posts from late 2022 had weird spacing and spelling mistakes. i was too anxious to type properly
#sorry this seems like a random thing to post but it has been bugging me for a little bit now and i want to post it#and by a little bit i mean the entire time i've been on this website#as for the reason i have social anxiety: i went to a really terrible high school full of dangerous people-#-who were literally like. the worst most bigoted people ever. not everyone there was bad of course but 90% of them were-#-and that stunted by social development by 5-6 years and now every time someone talks to me i feel like i'm about to get murdered#also primary school was. bad. the other kids could sniff out the autism in me and didn't like me for it#this post isn't directed towards anyone specifically but also it kinda is because there's a DM from someone-#-that i haven't responded to in literally 8 months and every time i think about it i get anxious#i'm sorry!!! i'm not trying to ignore you on purpose and i want to say something but my brain literally will not let me out of fear :(#i'm not used to getting talked to directly so every time i do my entire nervous system starts screaming and running in circles#it's kinda ridiculous because it's like. come on. why are you having a panic attack over a message on tumblr it's LITERALLY just words on-#-a screen what are you freaking out about. but also it's like hhhhh unfamiliar social situation scary. help.#unrelated to that but i am very worried about what people will think of me and like i know i really shouldn't worry about that-#-because i can't control what other people think of me and it really shouldn't be any of my or their business. but also-#-i have legitimate trauma that backs my fears up and every time someone is even slightly critical towards me my brain just goes-#-''see? it happened again i TOLD you it would happen again. idiot. you shouldn't have said anything''#and then i hide and cry and lay in bed thinking about how i'm going to die until i suddenly snap out of it and think-#-''wait hang on why should i care. i love being a weirdo on the internet why should i let my anxieties stop me''#and then it happens AGAIN and it's just a viscous cycle at that point#be silly on the internet -> detect slight criticism -> think everyone hates you again -> go back on your bullshit after 3 days of crying#and it makes sense because that exact same pattern happened to me countless times as a child.#be silly in school -> get made fun of for it -> get hated for it -> rinse and repeat until you think everyone is dangerous and they hate yo#if i could put it in a metaphor it would be like me being a little rabbit who thinks everyone is a scary wolf because of their big shadows-#-even though they're all also rabbits and i'm just paying attention to the scariest parts of them because i only know what wolves look like#trauma does fucked up things to your psyche lemmie tell you#social anxiety#anxiety disorder#i'm literally the ''too scared to order food'' stereotype except it's not a stereotype because it's real and every time i look at the 7/11-#-at my campus i go ''hm but what if they hate me for the food i buy there'' even though they're LITERALLY SELLING IT what is WRONG with me#anyway um. social anxiety sucks and i don't mean to not reply ro everyone who talks to me i am sorr y
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Everything will be okay, everything will be okay
#I know I go on alot about how adorable Yoongi is#but I truly love his music and respect the journey his been on#alot of his songs have been a comfort and source of inspiration for me this year#i really can't put into words what I receive from him but it helps me#min yoongi#agust d#i like that this song comes full circle from nevermind#he goes from: if you feel like you're going to crash accelerate more you idiot#to: if you're afraid to crash I'll willing receive you#and how this song is for his younger self#Youtube#see you in 2025
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@howthesleeplesswander || cont.
"I know why you're here."
He said it swiftly, not scathing or snippy, but to-the-point and on the ending cusp of the Harbinger's last breath. Until now, Kaz had been keeping a vigilant eye on the gambling floor beyond the private parlor in which they convened; surveillance of the chess board and all its players: if Tartaglia had come alone, how many curious gazes were slipping their way, who of his Dregs was aware of the engagement and keeping watch...
—I just can't figure out why they sent you.
And he couldn't shake that nesting bud of unrest in his gut.
Kaz adjusted his position with a light exhale, and he put his elbows on the table, hands folded neatly against his lips. "Everyone else must be busy," he observed, "if you're the one here negotiating terms." Yes, he could sense it in the other: a similar humming energy much like that of his gunslinging companion. The desire—no, the unquenchable need—for a thrill.
But Tartaglia's was of a feral nature, wasn't it?
He'd sooner challenge every patron here to a spar than try his luck on a few throws of the dice.
"Your Tsaritsa is no doubt aware the cost of our help will only go up from here. I know what kind of Mora she has to spare as well as I know what our worth is," Kaz warned, his cold shark eyes now diving into the lifeless ocean blues across from him. "Colluding with the Fatui carries a price all on its own—especially in the city of justice. You're bad for business. Make it worth our time."
#howthesleeplesswander#〣♚{ v: genshin impact }#〣♚{ prose }#aaaaa thanks so much for the lovely ask reply! ;w;/#the fatui and dregs out here about to do some crimes B)#also to make this easier i'm definitely going with these two already knowing each other#some business dealings in the past? uwu#and kaz is over here like “yea sure okay we can help but you better keep dishing out that money”#crime boss like “doing crime is bad for business u.u” NJDGOHANJOG#tbh any other job they've done with the fatui i'm sure kaz has covered up expertly#but you can only do that so many times before things get messy :|#“listen i need the idiots to keep coming to the crow club and losing all their money”#“and those same idiots are usually devout to our god of justice so--”#can't let their poor fragile dispositions know the fatui have any presence here NJGOHANGJHOA
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In my head *cough, fantasies* RGG isn't so centered on their need to 'one game only' their villains, and allow the characters they already have to expand and grow beyond those games. (Ryuji-though he came back in Dead Souls, Mine, Aizawa) they do a good job making really compelling, interesting characters and then have to speed run to their demise. It's unfortunate, but I do understand they were operating with 'there might not be another game after this so we don't want to get too far ahead of ourselves' much of the time. Hell I don't even need redemption arcs, just..not having death be the only answer, if that makes sense? Or I just get to attached to the well-done villains. Heh. (chaoszonenate)
noooo it makes me sooo pissed actually just because kiryu (and even ichiban !!) Every Time preaches about people's capabilities to start over and so long as you have a will to go on you can right your wrongs but !!!! these fucks aren't ever given that chance and i'm over it !!!!!!!!!
if no redemption arc for them then at the very least let them go to jail idk- just stop killing them because the game's over
#snap chats#spoilers#because im going to get into spoilers becaUSE EVERY TIME THIS TOPIC'S BROUGHT UP WE KNOW WHAT I GOTTA SAY#AOKI'S DEATH WAS STILL THE DUMBEST AND STUPIDEST SHIT EVER LIKE UGH#aoki's death is LITERALLY like. the primest example of what is wrong with this trope from RGG#like the ending of Y7 could have been so beautiful and good and meaningful had aoki survived#take him to prison and let him start to atone for what he did the RIGHT way#UGH I GET SO MAD CAUSE IT WAS LOOKING SO GOOD TOWARDS THE END AND THEN KUME FUCKIN#CHEKHOV'S FUCKIN KUME I GUESS i hate this game so much#i hate this game because i love it so much BUT the ending the ending is literally the only thing stopping me from adoring Y7 1000%#that and the mirror face moment but like. Fine Whatever i'll look over it if it means joon-gi cancels aoki live on twitter#back to mine tho. cause i mean. We Know Me. i really wish he lived just to see daigo's reaction#like i can't even begin to imagine how daigo would react to learning about everything mine did- what mine was GOING to do too#GOD i really dont know.... i REALLY dont know because daigo's a good man but that's SUCH a big betrayal#i feel like kiryu would've accidentally wing manned for mine though yk what i mean#listen if he's willing to tell daigo mine wouldn't betray him then im sure he'd help daigo understand that like#Ok Mine's Deranged But We Can Fix Him :) like father like son you know GOD theyre idiots but i love them like family#ok im prob gon run out of tags if i keep going i can save all that fr a fanfic idk BYYYYEE
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I've been imagining an animation/opening with a specific saiki OC and it's so AaaAaAAAH
#Mood#Saiki oc#oc#saiki kusuo no ψ nan#the disastrous life of saiki k#Daydream is now a lifestyle and I can't get out of it#Like he really tries to help saiki but he just don't accept it#even if he can be a secure place for him#He wants saiki to feel good with him#HE EVEN LEARNED HOW TO HEAL FROST BURNS FROM HIM#AND AND#HE LISTENS HIS REAL VOICE EVEN IF IT'S ROUGH#AND SAIKI LET HIM USE IT AS A DRAWING MODEL#AND THEY TALK OF THE OCEAN AND THINGS#YOU HAVE NO IDEA OF HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS IDIOTS
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I was in the shower earlier listening to angel with a shotgun and realized suddenly that yet another character relationship I've developed was me trying to process yet another Major Change before it really hit and this time it's Chlode and Roelle and the fact that high support needs disability doesn't mean people won't fight for you
#personal;#+ the fact that people who love you CAN be willing and able to put that out the door to help you heal#even if you might hate them after#i was doing that shit from ages 13-20 at least and would get so annoyed at 'people can't be good therapists and love you bc#love gets in the way' or w/e bullshit#ultimately i've stopped doing that for others bc 1) exhausted and 2) if no one's providing me with the same i can't sustain#and i don't communicate well enough to ask for help bc i don't realize i need it#BUT this is about the fact that Chlode /wants/ to be an addict. wants to run away. hates using his cane#but he dragged home and he stays. and Roelle fights him out of the bar. fights him at his house and in the street#fights him until he fights himself and until there's chemistry#bc sometimes you love someone because you fought for them and sometimes they love you bc you fought them#sometimes beauty is knowing someone will call you a fucking idiot to your face even when youre known for a temper#and sometimes that changes a large portion of how you expect your life to turn out and you end up marrying a woman#who takes your other lovers' last name#in fantasy catholic land#as you do#anyway#i love Chlodebaimt more than XIV does and they don't get him back
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IM GOING INSANE OVER TERUKANE RN GUYSS!!!!!!!!!
#two worlds apart#im listening to songs#and juliet and fool by cavetown are driving me craaaazy#they really do think that they're unlovable and have no place by their loved ones but try their best for them in hopes they'll be enough#AND THEY FIND EACH OTHER!!!!#omg and the way they hate each other is sooooo🏳️🌈🏳️🌈#ALSO FUCKING TALK TO ME BY CAVETOWN IS SO THEM LIKE I <3 IDIOTS#okay no wait they hate each other because they relate to each other too much#and because love is something you run from obviously#THEY'RE SO TOUCH STARVED TOGETHER#AND SO CUTE LIKE AHHHHHHH#the way TeruKane try to act strong but just want to be in each others arms LIKE AHHHH also gosh the pining is so top notch#THE ANGST THE FLUFF THE THE THE THE EVERYTHING!!!! THE HURT AND (sometimes) COMFORT#dont you just sit back and think about the first time the other saw one of them cry? like thats a little 🏳️🌈 but i wont say nothin#wait no really these boys deserve love like the way they hate each other is so denial like hear me out#feeling sick of myself think ill try to be someone elseee can't be hard to create a person in head a version the parallel~#okay i love TeruKane so so so much#THEIR LOVE LANGUAGE GETS ME SO BADDDDD LIKE I'M STAGGERING BACK HERE ISTG#they pine over each other while its requited but they're too stupid to notice#Teru come help the poor internalized homophobic fool#OKAY BUT IMAGINE THE FIRST TIME AKANE GOT TO REALLY LIKE COMFORT TERU ISN'T THAT SO CUTE#their dates would be so wholesome tbh like omg....#okay but they're so silly like them them them them#its so heart wrenching seeing them struggle to love each other and gahhhhhhhhhhh ITS 4 AM AND IM GONNA WRITE TERUKANE ANGST#like they try to love each other through the hard times but it feels like everything tries to pull each other apart and its like the#thing BUT THEY'RE MEANT FOR EACH OTHER PLEASE DONT SEPARATE THEM!!!!!#they're canon tbh .....like🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈 i aint sayin nothin but pretty sure you KNOW what im saying....💅#I CANT EVEN THE WAY THEY'RE BOTH ALWAYS ALONE AND NEVER NOTICED BUT THEN THEY FIND OUT THE OTHER HAS NOTICED THEM THIS WHOLEEEE TIMEEE#LIKE THEY SEE YOU FOR YOU!!! AND THEY WANT TO BE THERE BUT ARE SCARED TO NOT BE LET IN#THE WAY THEY FEEL EACH OTHERS PAINNNNN ITS SO SO SO SO SO AHHHHHH
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Mfs on Tiktok be having the worst reading comprehension in the world
#thal talk#'it's not because Vash helped a few plants that he cares' DID WE WATCH THE SAME SHOW ???#the point of Stampede is that knives takes away Vash's and the plant's authonomy and choices and that without humans plants are as doomed#as humans are without them. but everything must die and you can't stop that from happening indefinetely#i swear to god tiktok knives stans make my blood boil#'oh knives was right vash is an idiot' VASH ACTIVELY CHOOSING TO LOVE AND BREAK THE CYCLE IS NOT BEING AN IDIOT I BEG OF YOU THINK !!!!
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