#(well till he wan't)

[alice-angel12x]

NRC's thoughts On Death!Reader

Anonymous asked:

If I may ask, what is everyone in NRC's opinion on Death!Reader? Like sure we get how they are feeling a little bit but I would like to see their first thoughts on them till maybe what they think of Death!Reader after they all spent some time together.

Lets start by setting some things down. And some BACKSTORY LORE!

So. Back in the day when Life and Death hated each. In a fit of rage Life cursed Death to be feared and hated by all living things. But when things calmed down between them, Life was unable to remove the curse. So they tried to counter the curse with a blessing, it only slightly helped.

So people won't go running to hill at the sight of Y/n, but be very uncomfortable.

So everyone was just uncomfortable and nerves around Y/n. After spending a school year with them, what do they think of them know?

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Heartslabyul

Riddle: Sees Y/n as a well of wisdom of sorts. A calm and caring figure you could turn to, who has seen everything. He would invite Y/n to unbirthday parties, and play games with them.

Trey: Is still kind of unnerved that Y/n does not eat, but knows that Y/n is truly a kind being. If respected, which he does and his happy to have cool headed figure to hep out when Riddle gets angry.

Cater: Probably the biggest Boomer he knows. They don't keep up with modern, social media, or fashion trends. Only really caring about history that is currently being written. And they would come to him when they have a question about some modern slang or thing. He will happily explain.

Ace: He is the one laughing at Doomer death. And he knows that Y/n won't do anything about it.

Deuce: Greatly respects Y/n after he learns that the two aren't so different.

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Savanaclaw

Leona: Wan't to prove them wrong. Constantly challenges Y/n to matches. Fair matches of course.

Jack: Respect's death, since the beginning. Sometimes he will ask advice about life from them.

Ruggie: Likes y/n cause they will always hand over their untouched lunch. Or any other food item that Y/n does not eat.

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Octinvinelle

Azul: Still doesn't know how to feel about Y/n Death. But is thankful that he was spared. He knows there is nothing he could really give Y/n that's worth while.

Jade: He is interested in what secrets Y/n may know. And Death is the only member of his mountain club.

Floyd: Tried to hug them one time, only to learn that Y/n has no body heat. And is cold as ice. Any way, he thinks their kind of boring most of the time.

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Scarabia

Kalim: Is not really affected by the curse, and is always happy to welcome Y/n to scarabia anytime.

Jamil: still is and is always weary of Y/n Death.

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Pomefiore

Vil: Constantly wonders why for a being of death, Why are they so pretty? Constantly tries to get Y/n on a skin care routine, but Y/n indulges him every once and a while.

Rook: One of the only people he won't stalk, cause he know he can never escape Y/n's death eyes.

Epel: Thinks they are really cool, especially since they have a close tie to an ancestor of his.

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Ignyhide

Idia: (Post for him coming soon)

Ortho: Just wants to study Y/n Death.

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Diasomnia (I'm not sure about this dorm)

Malleus: Some how still doesn't know that Y/n is Death.

Lilia: the two like to remise on the days of old. And is the second Person Y/n goes to for modern, gen z questions.

Sebek: Only eyes for Malleus.

Silver: Neutral on them.

#Falling Pegasus answers #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst yuu #disney twisted wonderland #death!reader

[panzershrike-pretz]

Lanterns

Part 4

Disclaimer: -----

Summary: A Goddess who lost her faith, trying to get back to her senses so her family doesn't fall apart.

Warnings: -----

Taglist: @malarkgirlypop , @bucky32557038ww2, @xxluckystrike (if you want in or out, just tell me!)

-> Image below found here.

Hydra hadn't noticed that she kept the lantern as she made her way back to shore. Her feet dragged along the sand, so lost in her own mind she coudn't even focus on whatever she needed to do - it only clicked when she found herself crashing against one of her crewmates.

"Oh, i'm so sorry! I didn't- well, i wasn't-"

"Is 'at yours?", Sirius pointed at the lantern, confused as to why his sister had it.

"Uh... yeah... kind of. An elder gave it to me at the church..." Hydra said slowly, incapable of meeting his eyes. She wasn't planning on dealing with him right now. "She was so sweet, i couldn't say no..."

Sirius smirked, walking around her as if to make sure she was in one piece, having a good look to see if she had hit her head against something. Then, he grabbed her by the hand to give her a little spin. "Ok. Who're ya and what'd ye do with my sister?"

"What? Why?", she laughed, smiling at is anttics.

"Well 'cuz the Hydra I know would ne'er be seen with one o' those", he pointed at the lantern once again, curious. "Ye'll keep it?"

"Why are you like this, stupid?" She scoffed, narrowing her eyes at him. "As a matter of fact, I was indeed plannin' on keepin' it."

" 'Kay, spill yer beans. Ye ain't my Hydra, are ya?", he kept his stupid smirk, crossing his arms. Part of him was proud of his baby sister for deciding to keep it - and another, bigger part of him, was worried she might be really sick. "Go on, I know ye're just someone in disguise. Hit me with a bullet, ye Royal sea rat."

"Sirius! I'm not one of those bastards!"

"Well, one can only guess... I think I lost me darling sis'...", he said, trying to seem sad while wipping an imaginary tear out of his eye. "She'll be so dearly missed... I do wonder what is my part in her heirloom... Can I keep yer good stuff? I might sell yer clothes, those would make me get some good booty"

Hydra rolled her eyes at him, making her way towards the ship - but Sirius was right on her tail, questioning her every move 'till she stopped right on her tracks and stared him down.

"Didn't Sam give you something to do?"

"He did." Sirius nodded. "But I won't. As Ol' Athena said... not feelin' it."

"You do know that you're not in a position to choose, don't you?"

"Then why aren't ye doing what he told ye? If me memory isn't faillin' me, Sam told ya to get mor' coal and fire wood." Sirius watched carefully as his sister's face dropped in disbelief. He knew she had forgotten - and he also knew he was told to help her out, but decided not to simply to be lazy on the beach. "No prob, little Ibis, I can take the blame for ya. Ye know, like always."

"You just wan't something to manipulate me with, that's what you want."

"Yeah, that too... but I wouldn't like my sweet always-on-point smart-ass responsible baby sister to get in trouble, would I?"

Hydra could not believe her ears, having to contain her laugh. "You manipulative scurvy snake!"

Sirius shook his shoulders. "Worth a try."

As both started walking back - Hydra to drop off the lantern and Sirius to rub into Sam's face how useless he was -, they just let the sound of the waves hitting the beach fill the air. The man was whistling some song she could only make out half of - probably a sea shanty.

Some seagulls looked over at them, curious and unbothered, sitting over in one of the little docks where fishermen would sit all day long waiting for bites.

She still had Maria's words in her mind and wasn't really able to ignore it. Something inside her was screaming that she needed to step up to her own responsibilities and make her title worth it at least a little bit. She felt jealous, of course.

Sirius was also a God; he took care of the night, the stars, the dogs and secrets. The man was good at his job, even though he's not exactly that interested in it, seeing as he did nothing more than the basic stuff - Hydra knew he would much rather prefer to stay snuggled up with both Michael and the Captain, Jeremy. And they were good in their own realms too.

Michael would always talk about his duties some thousand years ago, when someone stops to listen to his tellings. He loves to tell stories about the old rituals and celebrations for the moon himself, dancing around at night with the wolves and people of his own little kingdom.

Jeremy, in another hand, was one of the youngest Gods there was, but he also provided enough. He made the wind blow strong into Blithe's sails and always looked for his crew with his protective demeanor.

Hydra decided not to mention Athena, Rodion nor Darty. They all couldn't care less for their duties - specially Darty, since their whole thing was looking pretty and cursing narcisistic people, or something. It was pure hypocrisy in Hydra's eyes.

She didn't even notice when Peggy came running in their direction, jumping in the sand. The woman only saw the dog when it was almost too late and she was already tripping both pirates - who had too much luck not to fall face first on the ground.

Peggy barked, wagging her tail while running around them. She wanted to play and wasn't much preocupied if she made anyone eat sand so she could have company.

Sirius laughed as he took Hydra's lantern out of her hands. He knew she needed some time and decided to drop it off with her things by himself - and also, be the only one who'll need to hear any rants about not doing their tasks.

Hydra looked at him while he walked, somewhat grateful. Then she felt Peggy bite ate her wing feathers, pulling the woman to play.

Come on! Come on! Come look at what I found!

The dog barked as she let go of Hydra, running head first into the beach's waves and submerging her nose, only to immediately back down with a big shell in her mouth. She walked over to Hydra, nudging her with with her nose so she could take the shell and throw it.

Hydra did exactly that. Too many times, to be clear. As always, Peggy would run after it, her whole body shaking and then jump, probably swallowing some sand as she came back to another throw.

Eventually, Hydra found herself sitting in a rock while the dog ran wild, taken by the zoomies. The lapwings and seagulls would land and then immediately fly off again because of her.

Peggy came happily to her again, carrying something in her mouth to show the woman. The dog had her tongue out and whatever it was she had with her was trying to wiggle it's way out. It was only when she was really close that Hydra noticed it was a crab. How the fuck did Peggy find a crab?

The animal wasn't exactly happy with it's new uber dog, and when it got the chance, Peggy screamed the loudest she could, being pinched by it's claws on her lip. She violently shook her head and sent it flying to the sand, right before barking all her swear words at it.

Bad bad! Bad! Not good, you behaved bad! Bad! Her mind repeated, as it was the worse thing she could think of for calling the crab. She sure hated being called bad girl, so it would too, right?

Well, the crab only stood it's ground, menacingly waving it's claws at her before running away to the nearest bush.

Peggy looked over at where it ran to, making a quick mental note not to grab anymore of those things. It would fight back. It was definetely not food, sadly.

"Did you learn anything from that, Peggy?", Hydra asked amidst tearful laughs. "Who am I kidding? You would never."

Peggy immediately forgot about her newest unlocked fear, making her way towards the woman and sitting with the head on her lap to get some good scratches behind the ear.

"What do you think, Peggy?", she asked. "Do you like the lanterns?"

I don't know, is it food? The dog looked up, interested.

"You know, sometimes I wonder what do you have in mind."

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Sirius didn't really take long before making his way up to Blithe's main deck. He was lost in his own mind, staring at the carved drawings on that lantern, when he felt eyes burning at his skin and looked up, only to find himself face to face with a very pissed off Seamus who was having a very bad time.

"What? Did Dean not kiss ya today?" The God asked, forgetting completely that Sam was, in fact, expecting him to return with wood and coal.

"No. He actually did." Sam narrowed his eyes at the man. "Aren't you forgetting something, pretty boy?"

Sirius looked around, then it downed on him. He smiled, playfully.

"Ahhh, Sammy, ye know how things are... would ye forgive an old man for forgettin' stuff?"

"Not exactly when that old man looks younger than me. Where is the stuff?"

"Look, this time I do have a good reason!", Sirius started, hoping that his story would make Sam completelly forget about his lack of responsibility. "I was followin' Hydra 'cuz, ye know, she's the good siblin'. Then she simply vanished out of nowhere. And I was soooo lost... and sad... definetely sad. And lost."

"Bullshit."

"Wait! Lemme finish! Then I made me way back to beach, aye, but I was just really worried 'bout her. Then I waited 'till she came back... and she ne'er did."

Seamus rolled his eyes so hard he thought they were going to fall off his face. "Right. Then how would you have this lantern? Did some ol' bunch o' dogs bring it to you, flea bag?"

"The woman that came in her place, and me swear on me life-"

"Stop it."

"A'ight. She did come back, yeah, with this. Mine sister's just goin' badonkers and accepted this lantern as a gift from an old woman."

Seamus stared at the thing, deciding if he would believe Sirius or not. It was a really hard choice, seeing as he knew Hydra fucking hated getting anything to fo with the Night of Libero Sanctis and Sirius would actually come up with whatever excuse he could to cover up his lazyness. Eventually, though, he decided to quietly nod and go along. Something in him felt some slight hint of truth in Sirius' words.

"She's commin' around." The man said, tilting his head. "I'll let your stupidness slide and won't tell Jeremy."

"What would he do?", Sirius laughed. "Put me to sleep on the couch? The man loves me too much for tha', he cannt dream of sleepin' withou' me. Ye know, I'm actually pretty good to hug and..."

"I really don't need to know how's your love life. Shut your trap before I change my mind and have meeting the Cat o' Nine."

"Did you also do that to your men in the army?" Sirius teased, smug. "Did they know what a Cat o' Nine was? Is the cool and collected Cap'n Finnegan loosing his composure? Would yer men be proud?"

"No they fuckin' didn't because they weren't smatasses like you, shark bait! And, in fact, I think they would've begged me to put your down, dog."

"Ohhh, shiver me timbers! Ye'll have to stop hangin' the jib, matey!"

Sam frowned. He sure did want to shove Sirius down the plank.

Sirius saw this as a win. Making Sam unconfortable was one of his favorite past times, anyway.

He dropped the lantern off with Hydra's stuff before going up to the Captain's Cabin. The door was unlocked, so he saw himself right in, as usual, but found Jeremy was not there. Instead, was Michael, sitting in bed, reading a book.

The room was big and confortable - way more so than the lower deck stuffed with hammocks and snores all night long. Sirius smiled as he walked up to Micah, crawling into bed and letting himself fall just close enough to the other man so he would notice.

"Hey, darlin'", Michael smiled, closing the book before giving Sirius all his attention. "Are you alright?"

"Jus'... thinkin'."

"You don't do that often". Michael began playing with the other's hair, waiting to see if he had anything more to say. "What is fillin' yer mind, hearty?"

Sirius couldn't help himself - Micah was so sweet and welcoming, it always made him spill whatever he was holding in mind.

He spoke about how Hydra was acting weird, spoke about his fear for the crew's well being, about Athena's lack of awareness about how Jeremy wanted to shove her down the sea and never let her back up again... all the things he could think of, he spoke about. Spoke about his day, about the beach, about the lantern, about Peggy and about another thousand things.

And Micah heard every word, without interrupting his partner. He just stared into Sirius pretty face, making braids in his long hair while listening. After all was over, then it was time for him to speak.

"I understand you. I also feel like things are rough those last couple of months... it's not our fault, you know?" He tried to tell Sirius, but his own words were lacking the confidence to say it. "It's just what happens when people are stuck together for so long."

Sirius nodded, letting himself relax a bit more under Micah's touch.

"I fear it's actually a response to... whate'er Hydra's been going thru, ye know?" He admited.

"How so?"

"Ye know... she's a Family Goddess. Ye remembe' how when Rod's mom was sick and spring was all fucked up 'cuz of tha'? It's like somethin' like tha' is happenin' to us."

"Go on...?" Michael was actually curious to hear Sirius' theory.

"Maybe Hydra's crisis is wha' is givin' fuel to all those fights? Like... I can't explain but we're family and... kind of... she may be messin' with our bonds withou' noticin'" he said, confused at his own words. "Jus' think 'bout it... doesn't tha' make sense?"

"It does." It wasn't Michael who answered, but Jeremy, who was just quietly listening to their talk. He caught both in surprise, waving while making his way to sit at the bed with them. "Sirius has a good point. That may be the cause of the problem."

"Good, it means I'm the smartest of us now?" He smiled at the Captain, who could only laugh.

"Nah, I think that title stays with Micah."

"Thank you, love." The lycanthrope smiled. "Sirius is right, tho. Maybe Hydra really is havin' trouble and accidentaly lettin' it off on us. We should help her..."

"To be honest, she's already helping herself." Sirius said. "Maybe I should ask her to stay with us the Holiday? Maybe I can make her do it..."

"She loves you. Can't see her saying no to this pretty face." Jeremy winked at him, making Sirius blush and giggle under his breath.

"He's right. She'd be a cold heartless wench to say no to you. I could never!" Micah laughed, which make the other blush even harder.

"Oh, dear. I'll never get used to you two."

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#normal sibling interaction #as one does #and PEEEEEEGGY #SHE IS INDEED GETTING HERSELF INTO SITUATIONS ONCE AGAIN #bless this dog #oc #original story #🥨🪶

[poutyniall]

I would love to read your life update 💜 and I can wait as long as I have to so take your time and don't force yourself to do anything you don't have the energy to

And you also should take care of yourself as well as the time and struggle's in your life allow you to 💜

Hello darling, it took me longer than I thought to do this but here we are, let's go!

At the beginning of October, around the 10th, I went to Bologna - a 3 days trip for an event that got cancelled but whatever! - and since I don't really like the city (sorry) I spent the whole time walking in and out every bookstores and asking if they were looking for staff. But nada. Obviously. But while I was there I got a text form the owner of a home items shop I met before leaving - my cousin told me she was looking for staff and I went to her to apply - saying I had to go for a trial day the day after I returned home. So I went. The time I spent there was a thankfully short chapter, barely a month, of my life that was horrible. She is a rotten human being and a shitty employer. I had to ask her THREE times how much she was gonna pay me, after a week of work, before she answered me. The second day, in front of others people, she asked me - laughing - what I wanted to do pointing at the scars on my arm. No one, EVER, not even after months or years of knowing me, dared to ask me something about the scars but she didn't even have the decency to keep her mouth shut about such a sensitive topic. She has no respect for people, taking behind the back of her clients the second they walk out the shop, neither she has respect for the people who work for her. Like, I didn't have a second of break and I had to carry out tasks that weren't my responsibility (like going grocery shopping for her or fixing the electric socket and on) and I wan't insured and I hurt myself. I still don't know how but my toenail fell off and I almost passed out in her bloody, dusty, without a fucking window basement while taking inventory of xmas' stuff. After almost a month of work she paid me nothing, as my grandma'd say 'she'd have given me more if she'd pissed in my hands'. In conclusion, she's a horrible person and one day she'll get what she deserve.

Anyways, after three days I was working there I went to the bookstore at the mall. There's a corner in the store that is like another store and they only sell to the members. Like, you need the membership to benefit of discounts and stuff, which I have 'cause I'm a bookworm. Anyhow, I went there to buy a book and the promoter mistook me for someone else and asked me why I didn't show up for the interview and I was like 'ehm, excuse me, I would have remembered if I had an interview for a job in a bookstore but if you still need it, please tell me all about it'. She did and that's how I ended up doing two jobs till October 31st. At the bookstore in the morning and at the bitch in the afternoon. My colleague from the bookstore... she's sick. Like she's a psycho, for real. The first week I had to stick with her 'cause I needed to learn how to 'sell' the membership card. That week was a whole fat red flag. She touched me - my hair and hips - she pinched my side, right under my boobs line (I don't know if any of this make the slightest sense but please, bear with me), she sent me dozens of messages calling me baby girl, she forced her way of doing things on me, like the way she talked or explained the service to possible clients, she called me over just to stick her tongue at me and she slid into my car the first day of work. She told me, after a week of knowing me, 'I know you, you're gonna get hurt if you don't do what I say and how I say it' and 'he (our boss) is gonna do whatever I say so'. When I started to approach the firsts clients and do the first membership cards by myself she was always behind me breathing down my neck, literally. She said to our boss that my cards weren't good, only hers were valid, she made a fuss with him 'cause I didn't spent my lunch break with her and when she left (she was fired) I found out, from the other guys who work there, that she used to film them with her phone, she falsified some cards ect. She was troublesome. Before she was fired she came to me 'cause she needed to talk to me and she said 'It's not true that it bothered you when I touched you and don't think if you do everything the boss tells you you'll climb fast and have a career' and other nonsense. She follows me on ig with a fake account and she commented one of my story. Basically I have a shitty memory, I always forget books' title so, in order to avoid buying the same book twice, whenever I start a new book I make a story on ig so I always have an archive of the books I've read. The book's title I was reading was 'nobody knows about us' and you wanna know her comment? 'Is it about us?'. And my boss is not better. He sends me dozens of messages every day and calls me 2+ time when I don't answer right away. Like dude, I'm working! He gave me a smart watch just so I can read his texts all the time. I'm not gonna wear it, no fucking way. Also, it doesn't work, it came out damaged. He gave it to me a week ago and he asked me about it something like 10 times in 3 days.

The moral of the story? I think some people have suicidal instincts but are too afraid to do it themselves and that's why they come to me. They're waiting for me to lose the last grain of patience I have.

I'm sorry. I tried to make it as short as I could but it's still sooo long. Thank you, and bless you, if you got this far 💜

[gar-trek]

Star Trek - All Our Yesterdays 

... Okay guys don’t get mad I swear I’m a firm believer that Spock is gay... however, him and Zarabeth 🥺🥺🥺

#he was so sweet #i wuv #🥺🥺🥺 #unpopular post alert! #this is for everyones conservative dad who watches star trek #don't get me started with Spock and the ladies #this was the only normal relationship he had with a chick #AND HE WAS STILL INFLUENCED BY THINGS HE COULDN"T CONTROL #tos really tried as hard as they could not to make him straigh #ah #anyway spock was very sweet in this episode #even to bones #(well till he wan't) #spock simp moment avert your eyes #but... #the way he pushes her hair back in the 4th gif #🥺 #what other man could ever #tbh 🥺 #Zarabeth seemed pretty cool #feel bad she was stuck in frozen ice world for the rest of her life #this was a good evipose overall. #sigh #spock #all out yesterdays #the original series #animated gif #gif set #star trek gifs #oh and sorry one gif is like whitish

[hearts4-robin]

♡︎ 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮!! 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬/𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝

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... -> aniem/manga : Haikyuu!!

... -> warnins : extreme exhaustion, fainting and worried boys </3

... -> pairing : ♡︎ Kei Tsukishima + Kuroo Tetsurō

... -> type : reaction

... -> genre : sfw/fluff

... -> plot : none <3

... -> authors note : if you feel like this, please remember to eat and drink healthy and make sure to get at least 8 hours of sleep <3 this is very short and only has two characters, i’m very sorry but i’m going through some stuff :)

♡︎ 𝐊𝐞𝐢 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚

practice was so exhausting. you played with the boys today and you didn't know how horribly exhausting it'd be. you sighed deeply as you grabbed your bag from the floor, leaning against the wall. you barely even had energy to pick up your bag. you closed your eyes, letting out another sigh as you tried catching your breath. when you opened your eyes again, a water bottle was visible, being held by a hand you immediately recognised because of the weirdly painted nails. it was Kei. you and him had hung out not too long ago and you had painted his nails for fun. he didn't know how to take it off. you stood up straight again, making eye-contact with Kei. Kei wasn't the type to take care of his team-mates like he did with you. he always had your water bottle and was always the first beside you if you struggled. now he was looking at you. you looked horrible. half-lidded eyes, sweaty hair and dry lips. "you okay?" you couldn't answer him. he furrowed his eyebrows in worry and maybe even anger. "'m-m fine-" Kei knew you were lying. you had overworked again. he grabbed you gently by your arm, forcing you to sit down near the door. he opened your water bottle and let you drink as he opened the gym door to let in some fresh air. "I'm gonna take you home. okay?" he looked at you. you knew he'd do it no matter what, even if you said no.

he sat down beside you, letting you catch your breath and relax. "when you get home, get out of any tight clothes. bra/binder, shorts. anything that's too tight on your body. take a shower and relax." he looked at you, in seek for answer. you nodded, eyes closed in exhaustion. his chest hurt. seeing you like this wasn't normal and it annoyed him. he didn't know what to do. he carried you home that day. even stayed over. he was worried sick. he loved you too much to just watch you.

♡︎ 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨 𝐓𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫ō

you weren't feeling well. you were down with the flu. Tetsurō were worried sick already. you had a test coming up and you refused to rest when you could potentially get a higher grade. so you ignored your sickness, your runny nose and sore throat as you stayed up till the next morning studying. you had diagnosed yourself as ready to go back to school and take your text. even though you were exhausted, you still got up, took a shower and got into your school uniform. you put on a scarf of yours, sniffling back and walking to school. Tetsurō didn't know quite yet that you were coming back so he was just waiting in the classroom. usually, he'd wait for you at the front. his faced lighted up as soon as he saw you standing in the door. you smiled sleepily as you walked into the classroom, Tetsurō quickly rushing to hug you, kissing your forehead softly. "I thought you weren't feeling well? did you sleep amazing or something?" he let you sit down, himself taking a seat on your table. you shook your head, rubbing your eyes before laying your head on his thigh, almost dozing off right then and there. he frowned to himself as a weird feeling grew in his gut. "you didn't sleep at all did you?" you shook your head, mumbling about how you didn't wan't to miss out on the test. Tetsurō sighed before he stroked a hand over your head. "you know... humans can't go longer than 11 days without sleep before they die." he knew you had been pulling all nighters at least the past 5 days or so. you widened your eyes. they hadn't been this wide since you had gotten three nights of full sleep. you looked up at your boyfriend. he grinned down at you. "go home. get sleep. the teacher will understand." he smiled softly now, booping your red nose.

"you look terrible as well. you'd be bugging everyone else with your constant sniffling." you groaned and rolled your eyes again before laying your head back on hi thigh. "'m I don't wanna." "I don't take no as an answer." "I didn't say 'no'!" "you meant no." "I did not!" "I'm calling your brother" "no!"

you brother came and picked you up before forcing you to sleep <3. Tetsurō loves you and he doesn't wan't you to get worse or stress out.

#haikyuu!! #hq #haikyuu #hq!! #anime #kei tsukishima #tsukishima #kei #tsukishima kei #kuroo #tetsurō #kuroo tetsurō #tetsurō kuroo

[jojisribosomes]

Do you think it's possible that Joji and Doja are actually together and she is just teasing the Joji twt ? Because think about it, Joji has ignored her online, if he did not respond in person as well or told her to back off, isn't what she is doing bordering on creepy ? Like why would she keep thirsting so openly if she were being rejected/ignored again and again ?

I can't really say I believe they are, i think the probabilities are low. Not impossible, but very unlikely. Nah I don't think is creepy. Reminds me about how she got her ex Jawny (Johnny Utah), she pretty much posted on his insta till they started to chat and things progressed quickly. Honestly, I think she might have grown out of the crush, or is not actually pursuing him. She definitely was when she tweeted the first "sushitrash wyd", but she wasn't expecting the Joji fandom to be that bothersome. She probably thought people forgot about her 2015 tweet asking him to fuck her, and there were stans tweeting that screenshot at her, and hot pictures of him at her, and honestly, that's really fucking annoying, it’s like when in school your classmates find out who's your crush and frequently repeat it at you on full voice in his presence, they force you to sit with your crush, lock both of you in a room and the whole situation is such a pain in the ass that the crush gets ruined for you, and you don't wan't to do shit with them ever again. So I think that if she had a crush, it got ruined for her, and now she just wanted to troll the fandom and watch them go crazy every time she mentions him. And the Coachella lineup announcement was the perfect time to do it. I feel that's the situation and it makes me really sad, cause I would really have loved to see them walking on red carpets holding hands.

[ruby-whistler]

hi, here's a short (long) analysis of this song which you should at least give a watch in my opinion! you might not like it, but you also might, so i say give it a shot.

anyways, here's my personal interpretation of the lyrics i (co)wrote. ani might have a completely different one, but you know.

beforehand, i need to point out that the first half of this was written before c!wilbur's revival and the second one was written after.

so, starting with the title

my motivation for it was c!wilbur's general role in shaping the narrative of the server, as well as cc!wilbur often joking around about scripts and other plot elements.

another thing was a clip of him talking with philza about how he thought the server's storyline was becoming very scattered, and i got the idea that maybe when c!wilbur comes back, he might try to rewrite the plot to his benefit as he has done time and time again.

hence, the idea for the song was born in my mind as i was falling asleep one night, because that is the only time i get good ideas.

the first half

"history, history, s'told by the winners, made by the sinners"

this was a reference to wilbur quoting the famous line "history is told by the victors". the reason i chose to use this set of words is because although the winners (wilbur) are the ones telling the story, the people who actually make the impact are often flawed, and genuinely invested in the cause (rest of l'manberg).

while c!wilbur knew the cause of l'manberg was false, he let the "sinners", or people he considered lower than him, since he was the one "telling" the story, win the war for him and make history as he altered the finished "story" in his own favor.

"so lie that you'll free them, s'long as you lead 'em"

this one is pretty self-explanatory. wilbur promised the revolution freedom in return for total loyalty to him, his power, and his country.

i'd also like to point out the use of "you" in this song - this was written, once again, before the revival; it was however expected that dream was going to bring wilbur back at some point. and i'm pretty sure ani doesn't know this, but writing this, i intentionally made the "you" wilbur is singing to be dream.

in essence, wil's telling his newfound ally about how powerful he is due to his abilities to "rewrite the script" - picture this being your usual villain monologue song after a dramatic return, since wil's always had a knack for the theatrics. keep this in mind for the rest of the explanation of these lyrics.

"the ink doesn't dry 'till time blows by spin a silver web and they're comply"

i absolutely loved this lyric, i couldn't stop gushing about it. ani came up with this one completely, so i don't know whether or not it has any deeper meaning, but i wanted to point it out because it sounds hella cool. the second part is about c!wilbur spinning lies until people would listen to him and do what he wants.

"smiles in the mirrors, reality's a game"

this line was meant to give an idea of just how screwed wilbur's perception of the world and people around him is, in that he treats everyone's lives as a narrative, as a symphony, as something that belongs to him and is free for him to play with.

smiles in the mirrors can be taken in a lot of ways, but one interpretation i like is that wilbur and dream as characters are parallels in their actions, but no one realizes it because the narrative paints them in different lights and the tragic hero and puppeteer respectively, when it's moreso the other way around.

"with help from the spinners we can shift all the blame"

spinners are the people wilbur uses to "spin" the tales for him. and, well, he's always been very good at shifting the blame and making himself out to be a victim.

seeing as he's talking to dream, in this line he is also reassuring him that he has people on the outside that can help them "rewrite" the current narrative and shift the blame away from dream and wilbur, in order to change the public's perception of them, which is at the time overwhelmingly negative.

"and if the world hunts you down out your mind and around we'll set their precious world adrift, adrift"

this is the most obvious pointer that wilbur is singing to dream. he is directly telling him that since the people of the smp have "hunted" him (or would, if he were to escape), and have hurt him mentally and physically in the prison, wilbur would work with him to destroy their lives and their world as they know it for their mutual gain.

it also brings forth his views of possession and power; in essence, he sees himself as in charge of the lives of everyone in his story, hence finding their realities fragile and fully his own to mess with. he finds it amusing that he has full control over something so "precious" to them, and mocks this sentiment in the last line.

"and if you don't like what's shown and you feel like no one's grown just, rewrite the script!"

this was the first lyrics for the song, which ani wrote, after i proposed the idea. this begins a trend in the song where wilbur will alternate between talking to dream and the viewers themselves.

here he is directly addressing those who don't like the way the smp has been since wilbur has stopped writing, and who call out the lack of character development in certain people's stories. he is reassuring them that now that he's back, he will rewrite it to be more entertaining - for him, that is.

the second half

alright, now we're going over what i myself wrote the day wilbur was revived after getting a surge of inspiration.

"screams, broken voices poor writing choices"

this starts off with revived wilbur's opinions on the new storyline he has come into. the first line refers to the torture dream is going through in prison, and the second is him simply commenting on how he finds the plotline inadequate after his return.

"dreams of redemption caught my attention"

the interesting thing about this is that wilbur, as has been shown before with eret, doesn't believe in people's redemption.

this line insinuates that even if there was any chance of the circumstances changing and dream getting better, now that wilbur was back, he wan't planning to let that happen, as he finds it one of the aforementioned "poor writing choices".

it caught his attention as something he finds interesting - since he's always had a twisted fascination with people's hopes and goals, finding ways to use them to his advantage - but in the end, naive, since his outlook on the world has always been quite cynical.

"train wheels screech on the rails in the end, my world prevails"

this was an attempt to shove a reference to the stream i had just watched into the song. the train stopped in limbo, and it came to get him back out to the world of the living.

the second line is him boasting that he knew all along that his efforts to gain people's loyalty would would pay off in the end, and hence his "word" prevailed even over death.

"i've got tales in store, of loss and of war it's a shattered world for me to restore"

see, this entire sequence is quite the oxymoron, and it's meant to be confusing, showcasing once again just how twisted wilbur's outlook on the world is.

he finds the story "shattered", which is a reference to cc!wilbur saying he prefers more centred stories than what the dsmp is right now. he is promising to fix this, finding it another game for him to play, another puzzle for him to solve, however, his definition of "restore" is proven by the previous line to be a contradiction at its core.

he has plans from his time in limbo, and just like all of his stories so far, they're tragic and traumatizing to the people playing in them. he plans to perpetuate war and conflict in order to make the story more lively and dynamic, while using loss as a tragic element to push the "characters" in their lives further towards development.

in the end, the way he's planning to "restore" the world is by rewriting the narrative in such a way that it wouldn't stagnate, or work itself out naturally, but continue endlessly for him to write and control.

"villains and heroes, traitors and moles when push comes to shove they'll burn the world for their goals"

the second part of the first line was meant to be "interchangeable roles" instead, but we switched it out so it would be easier to sing.

it's talking about how after all, it doesn't really matter to wilbur who the villain or hero is, as long as they are part of the narrative that he has power over.

"and if i harness the flame their hope will blaze all the same no time for interests to conflict"

this is confirmation of the previous point that he can use people's feelings against them and in order to perpetuate his own "interests". as long as he can make people think he's helping them, even if their goals are different, there won't be room for them to truly conflict.

the people on the dream smp all burn with hope and passion and human emotions he can exploit and use in favour of himself and his story, and even then they won't get any weaker. he sees them as an endless fuel source he can take from, essentially.

"so when you're blue and betrayed by all the choices you've made just, rewrite the script."

the last lines of the song, and here he is speaking specifically to the characters in the story. all of them have made mistakes and been "betrayed" by their choices to trust others, which left them or others grieving or hurt.

wilbur is in essence mocking this, by pointing out, once again, how simple it is for him to "just rewrite the script", and take all of their "blue" away - while also making it clear that he only plans to use this power to take further control by driving those he sees fit further down their path of revenge and villainy.

epilogue

thank you all for reading, whoever did! this song was truly a passion project for me to work on, and i loved coming up with deeper meanings to the lyrics, by using my own personal interpretation of the character. i get that this is not everyone's interpretation, but i like it. i also really can't wait for what wilbur's up to now that he's back. either way, have a nice day!

#dream smp #rewrite the script #fansong #fansong analysis #c!wilbur #long post

[blossomedgrown]

" Easy On Me"

There's no more desire in my heart

burning for you,

my soul was lit like a fireplace. Now it's out like the cold darkness at night, i tryed to show you my pure intentions instead of my words showing and improving,

but you rather be fool with your eyes wide open.

You said give you more time so you can feel everything deep

I said baby time is running out so stop prolonging,

what is already there growing. Easy on your heart I'll always will be, but you left me no choice to just get up and leave.

I rather be making love till the early mornin as my heart climbs inside your body. Kissing and licking so much strong sensual touch explosion. I won't give you up let's make this picture of us be a memory of forever and more.

Don't let loose or loosen up your grip I wanna fall so deep

and I don't wanna be woke. Play that song we both like listening to, as we vibing as we riding it'll ease my mental and take me right where I wanna be, laying on the blanket with wine and you undressing me with your eyes. As i look you right back into yours I get high next level shit pull me in magnetic powers.

Shhhh, never will I disappoint you

Never will i hurt you. I know the pain very well I'm done with playing unfair. I've changed I'm something like a beautiful work of art. Try me! Just let down your guard

and open up your heart to have a chance of love from me.

"Just take it easy on me also cause I'm still healing"

Mistake were made he damaged me now I'm broken,

but I found you the best part of a partner should be.

Bring me back to my favorite beginning of us when you took your time to learn me. As days, weeks and years pass us up we we're still connected like bluetooth.

As I grown into a image of the woman you wan't,

I'll still be as gentle and loyal from the day we met.

Just always to take our love as easy as those joy rides to the sunsets.

By: Te'Arra Rebellious Callandret)-(