#BYE ... boy brain damage

[imsadstuff]

everyone, get ready for boarding school kook, already wrote 5k words, more to come!!!!

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#my fun times at the boarding school are going to come handy #seven years at boarding school altered mu brain chemistry forever #also how hood does young kook look in a tie #also misunderstood broody badboy kook #and the even more damaged oc #i just love my traumatized characters #anway its going to be tons of fluff and angst #and did i mention slow burn #okay bye #emo boy #bts fluff #jeon jungkook #bts jungkook #jungkook fluff #jungkook #bts fics #jeon jungkook fic

[rustedleopard]

Mother 3 Headcanon of the Day: After getting mauled by the Mecha Drago, Claus developed Broca's Aphasia, a speech disorder where the person afflicted has extreme difficulty forming sentences and words. While as the Masked Man, he gets a machine installed in his head to smooth out some of his difficulties with speaking, it isn't perfect and he still struggles with forming very complex words and sentences.

In any post-game scenario where he lives, this machine got fried by the lightning and he can't rely on it anymore.

#mother 3 #earthbound #i have sat on this headcanon for so long it has become canon to me #because there is absolutely no way he got out of that experience without brain damage #bonus: in my interpretation of post-canon Claus!Lives he takes up sign language to help compensate for his speech disorder #and the sign language isn't exactly true to any modern day ones since 1. languages evolve and 2. he's missing a hand #so some two handed signs would be difficult to convey. claus relies heavily on context and different bodily placement in his signs #to get the point across #(there's also a part of him that low-key craves the mind control because at least he didn't feel embarrassed because of his difficulties #with speaking since c.laus has always been a chatterbox in my mind. he hates the part of himself that wants that back though #*slaps roof of c.laus* this boy can fit so much angst in him) #i have been watching videos and reading scientific articles about Broca's Aphasia because i love this headcanon so much!!! #m3 spoilers #(shutting up now. bye!) #claus tag

[lixie-phoria]

[10.0 americano fiasco] BETTER THAN REVENGE !

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you would have thought that the campus walk ways would be empty considering the match that was about to start in less than fifteen minutes, everyone eager to get a good seat, but it's surprisingly crowded as you and hyunjin walk down the old, cobbled path.

"-and then changbin fell down smack on his ass. funniest thing that's ever happened during practice," hyunjin finishes his story, throwing his head back to laugh. "i wish we got that on camera."

the wind is cold, kissing your skin as it pushes back your hair, and you're slightly concerned at your friend's insistence to drink his iced americano despite the weather.

"you will never let him live it down, will you?"

"of course not!"

hyunjin's excitement is contagious, because you find yourself laughing along as he skips ahead, forcing you to take bigger steps too.

"sometimes i feel bad for him. but then i remember how he keeps stealing my protein powder!"

right. of course. every few days you are reminded your best friend is only a man whose brain is hard wired into thinking about two things - the gym and girls. specifically in that order.

"and-" here hyunjin stumbles over a crack on the ground, squealing a bit.

"careful or you're going to be the one falling on your ass."

he rolls his eyes playfully at your poke, correcting himself and removing the skip from his step before falling into line with you.

"anyways so-"

"hyunjin!"

you halt, turning back to see jeongin jogging down the path towards the pair of you.

"chan hyung said you should come back for some final strategy discussions!"

you hear your best friend groan beside you.

"we've discussed our plan a million times before!" he all but whines, stomping his leg like a toddler. "why does he want to go over it again?"

"not our choice, is it? the coach said we have to."

you pat hyunjin's arm as he slouches in defeat.

"it's fine hyune. i should probably go get a seat too or all the good ones will be taken."

"sure," he mumbles, spinning on one foot to sharply turn towards you. "bye-"

you see it happen in slow motion - hyunjin's mouth opening to finish his sentence when a large body collides into him from the back, sending the boy stumbling into you.

but you feel it before you see it - ice cold americano splashing all across the front of your white top, soaking the fabric and diffusing through it in a few seconds.

"sorry!"

you faintly hear a foreign voice apologize, their figure walking ahead without stopping to clearly notice the damage they had just caused.

"holy shit," jeongin whispers, wide eyes looking between you and hyunjin, who is also frozen in his spot, hand slapped across his mouth.

"that bitch."

the culprit is long gone, melting into the sea of people ahead, and you're still too scared to look down and see exactly how much of the drink had landed on you. but you can see hyunjin's now empty cup that had been filled nearly to the brim only a few seconds ago.

"yn-" hyunjin's voice is only a whisper, and from the horror painting his face you would have thought he had seen a ghost. "shit, i'm so sorry-"

"no time for that," jeongin interrupts, recovering first, and you turn to look at him. "hyunjin did you carry an extra t-shirt or sweatshirt with you?"

the boy shakes his head.

"just your luck," jeongin mutters as he shakes his head. "i have my spare jersey from last year. yn you can borrow that."

it's like a switch goes off in hyunjin's head as he stands straight, his horror slowly morphing into annoyance.

"that won't be necessary-"

"do you want her to freeze to death?"

"well obviously not-"

"then there's no time to waste."

"why can't we ask chan hyung or someone for their jersey? maybe-"

"i have my bag with me right now. do you want to go back to the lockers and explain to hyung what you were doing drinking an ice cold americano ten minutes before a match?"

hyunjin's mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water, searching for something to say before he slumps in defeat.

"yn are you fine with this?"

you shrug. you really didn't have a choice.

you didn't want to agree seeing the miserable look on your best friend's face, but the drink was really starting to soak through the cloth and the cold it brought was not welcomed by your bones. you could feel the goose bumps lining your skin.

and so you find yourself accepting the jersey from jeongin, trying to reassure hyunjin it wasn't his fault. but the boy wouldn't even meet your eyes.

"thanks jeongin."

he flashes you a reassuring smile before pulling hyunjin and the two are on their way, leaving you to walk to the washrooms alone.

and it isn't until you're in one of the stalls that you really realize it's jeongin's jersey, and it has his name printed on it in big bold letters.

oh.

it's jeongin's jersey, and it smells like him - the same pepper and vanilla mix you had caught on to the at the party.

it's jeongin's jersey, and it falls around you perfectly, but it's nowhere near as nice as it would look on him - highlighting all those muscles you had felt that night.

it's jeongin's jersey, and you're wearing it at his game, something you once used to do for yeonjun.

it's jeongin's jersey, and-

shut up!

you have to physically slap yourself, shaking your head as the sting spreads across your skin.

something was wrong with you. this wasn't that big of a deal. he was just helping you out. he probably doesn't even care.

yeah. he doesn't even care. that's right. it's okay, you shouldn't be flustered about it either, you think, shoving your own top into your bag and marching out determinedly. you were not going to let yang jeongin and his nice smelling jersey cloud your thoughts.

you were here for hyunjin today. he would have your full attention. you were going to support him and then go for lunch without thinking about-

"for fucks sake watch where you're going!"

you yelp in surprise as you face plant into a hard body, stumbling back in shock. it really wasn't a good day for you.

"i'm so sorr-"

"yn?"

you freeze.

no way.

"what are you doing here?"

no fucking way.

"...yeonjun?"

he's right there. in front of you. hair slightly tousled from when you crashed into him and eyes wide as he stares at you.

"yeonjun what-"

he saves you from your rambling by stepping closer, eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"what are you doing?"

"is that yang jeongin's jersey?"

of course he noticed.

you want to turn right back around, dig your grave, and bury yourself alive.

"yn. are you fucking wearing jeongin's jersey right now?"

"no?"

you wish you were six feet under the ground.

"stop lying-"

"bye! gotta go!"

you push him aside, running down to occupy the first empty seat you see in the crowd of spectators, losing the boy somewhere at the back.

fuck. your. life.

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©lixie-phoria, 2024

#stray kids #skz #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #stray kids smau #stray kids fake texts #skz smau #skz fake texts #jeongin x reader #jeongin smau #i.n x reader #i.n smau #kpop #kpop x reader #kpop smau #stray kids fluff #skz fluff #skz smut #stray kids smut

[clinicallyinsanedumpsterrabbit]

Observe the rodents

(✨They are flirting✨)

I just wanted mouse jack and Rat dave, mouse jack being based on this majestic thing, it looks to poofy

I have no idea where it came from but I love it so much

Anyway time for me to tell you a story about how my brain makes things

Hehe I may have made a whole au while walking too and from the train station in my brain and I shall now write out my whole creative process for you all to judge woo hoo

So first thing I thought was, hehe cute little rat dave, then ooo what if cute little mouse jack.

Then I thought of them living in someone's house [I was listening to tomcat disposables by will wood]

Then the magical thought, what if it was Peter's and Caroline's house, because I said so and it's funny

But then why are jack and dave rodeos if everyone else is normal so then I thought maybe, what if when jack and dave both first got springlocked their bodies got so damaged that fredbear had to move jacks conscious into the closest available body asap which was a mouse, and daves soul had to do the same but by itself, and he loves rats so he thought it would be fun to be one for a while, and then they both need a place to live to jack starts living in the walls of Peter and Caroline's house and dave stumbles upon it by coincidence and likes it as a place to live

Ok I'm done

My walk was only an hour long and I could've thought of more, I just wanted cute rodent bois and wanted a story to go along with them as well

Welp bye bye, time to completely dissociate from reality again until nest time

#dsaf #day shift at freddy's #dayshift at freddy's #art #digital art #dsaf dave #dsaf jack #davesport #God i over think things way too much lol #It's fun when it comes to aus tho thankfully

[timidtresleches]

Actually. Some songs specifically from my shitty playlist (warning: my taste in music is shitty too) that make me smile thinking of postal dude and the song at the same time. Maybe they'll dance. Maybe they'll sing. Maybe they'll just sit there and listen to it while dying inside a little bit less than normal (this one is Postal 1 Dude and Redux) JDJSKDNBDD

Okay fuck uhhh

Postal 1 Dude: he can be a little edgy as a treat. I know everyone agrees he listens to Nine Inch Nails but they're sadly not on my playlist atm. Anyway he can get Sail by AWOLNATION I guess.

Postal Redux Dude: he's not as depressed seeming as postal 1 Dude. That being said I got a single papa roach song here and that's Last Resort. And I think redux can be a little roach too. Get that wii sports resort bitch

Postal 2: I've been trying to not give anyone MSI for this post. The Left Rights is technically NOT MSI. I'm giving GENESIS 16:12 because fuck you

Postal 3: he gets Fergalicious

Postal Brain Damaged: TV static. OK I kid. He gets Child Protective Services by Nero's Day In Disneyland. Or maybe even Sprawling Effigy by the same person. Get that music that makes zero sense to my mom white boy

Postal 4: dilf gonna get a song out of my parents playlist this time. Lmao Daddy Cool by Boney M. IM SORRY IM SORRY. He gets YMCA by Village People. Bye

Shtopor: so I don't listen to Russian music. He gets Lemon Jelly Sim Time from the Sims 2 Nightlife expansion pack.

Postal Movie Dude: ... I wanted to give him smth really basic bitch but I saw She Drives Me Crazy by Fine Young Cannibals and I was like yeah that songs vibes work with him. That works. Maybe even Tarzan Boy by Baltimora. He gets TWO SONGS

OH FUCK POSTAL DOE.

She gets uhhhh. Yknow what this song isn't on my playlist but I have it on CD. I'm giving her Lady Gaga's G.U.Y. because Doe is so extremely Gender for a woman she really just has lady gagas gender situation. No idea what's happening with Gaga but Doe has that going on too. YEET

#postal dude #postal #postal 1 #postal redux #postal 2 #postal 3 #postal 4 #postal: brain damaged #postal doe #shtopor #corkscrew rules #Yes i am putting this in all the official tags because uhhhhh YEET

[pentacass]

Please tell me all about Aelirra and Ves, how do they get along at first, how does Ves feel about finally meeting the woman that Lana <strike>left her for</strike> left her to go hunting across the galaxy for for years, how badly does Aelirra's goodness get on her nerves, how does Aelirra react to Ves/Darth Avriss's dramatics, please tell me this and more I must KNOW

our inky boi rolled up locked and loaded 🔫🔫 thenk <3

I'll touch on all these in fic hopefully but as always, nothing stops brain from going BRRRR

How do they get along at first - It's strictly professional. Ves recognises that, though she'd been key to the Alliance's creation, Ael is its Commander. The face of the Alliance that attracts most recruits. She treats Ael...politely (if very frigidly). Ael returns it with geniune warmth, patience, and an openness that makes Ves want to chew on rusted nails.

After some time, due to clashes in methods and beliefs, they'll butt heads more often. Ves argues, and argues, and argues - until one day (which kinda terrified everyone else), Ael snaps back at Ves in her first display of temper. Unfortunately, Ael's temper only delights Ves (i think she kinda fell in love tbh), and she keeps pushing Ael, whose restraint with Ves gets thinner and thinner, until they're barking in each other's faces.

That said, every storm comes to an end. They'll find common ground, learn from each other, and work in a way that accommodates them both. Even though they don't stop bickering and trying to shove each other into the dumpster. Yes, it's all Vestra's fault, and yes, Ael plays along cos she comes to enjoy it.

By the time they become friends, Lana's already floating face-down in the sea from watching her two besties fight all the time.

How does Ves feel about finally meeting the woman that Lana left her for left her to go hunting across the galaxy for for years - 'This is it? A golden retriever?? Lana, what the fuck??? What are you gonna do, ask her to fetch the sanity you obviously lost when you chose to LEAVE ME TO LOOK FOR HER?????'

She felt underwhelmed. She'd heard much of the Jedi Battlemaster who brought down the Emperor's Voice, then Revan on Yavin. She'd expected some equivalent of the Wrath, who radiated malicious potency in the Force from every pore.

Ael is the exact opposite of the Wrath, and much more subtle. Though her strength with the Force can't be denied, it is comparable to Vestra's own. All she saw was a Jedi, too calm, too detached from a galaxy that had suffered in the five years she'd spent locked away in carbonite. [We'll touch on this in fic soon! In um. The next...third chapter. ahahahha bye]

Then Ves sees Ael in battle, the unstoppable force that shatters Zakuulan shields, bright blue blades flashing as a beacon of hope in battle, and she understands Lana's judgement. If only part of it.

How badly does Aelirra's goodness get on her nerves - Let's just say it's a miracle that Ves' hands never find their way to Ael's neck.

Ves is immensely annoyed by Ael's determination to go out of her way to help everyone, to minimise collateral damage. She's even more annoyed when Ael manages to make it work, without compromising mission objectives.

We can psychoanalyse the hell out of Ves and her annoyance here, but tl;dr, she hates how Ael keeps proving her wrong and, on a deeper level, shows how Ves could achieve the same, without the brutality she'd internalised as Sith.

How does Aelirra react to Ves/Darth Avriss's dramatics

At first: calm, reasonable, accommodating. 'Let me understand you, Avriss, so that I can help you.'

Later, when they're friends: shut up shut up i'm so tired of your bullshit and your entire face

Although Ael does get angry and argue with Ves on occasion, she never cuts off all possibility of communication. After their clashes, Ves is always free to talk to Ael in private (which she never does). If she has the time, Ael will look for Ves and try to hash it out.

It's really because of Ael that they even have that first bit of understanding for each other. She manages to wear Ves down to the point where even Darth Avriss goes 'ok FINE we'll talk, if it gets you OFF MY DAMN BACK'.

#golden retriever vs feral cat #swtor #aelirra #vestra lenshe #yzstuff #yzswtor #ask #intheinkpot

[andie0216]

TBP Characters as Grisha Type from Shadow and Bones

(This is based on what I think which powers fit them)

Also, I’m sad that Netflix decided to cancel the show (Boo!)

For context, there are three orders of Grisha:

Corporalki - who can manipulate the body

Etherealki - who can manipulate natural elements

Materialki - who can manipulate steel, glass, and chemicals

Anyways, let’s begin:

Finney as Sun Summoner

- Sun Summoners are able to summon and bend light. They are the rarest and most powerful Grisha ever exist and it is the only power that is able to destroy the shadows. Finney fits this because even though he’s just a boy and doesn’t defend himself before his kidnap, he killed the Grabber and successfully escape from the dark basement.

Gwen as Squallers

- Squallers are wind manipulators and Gwen reminded me of Zoya, who is a powerful Squaller, they’re both ambitious towards their goals, strong sense of what they believe in, and won’t take shit from anyone.

Robin as Inferni

- Inferni, as you could tell, are people who can manipulate fire. Sure, Robin is chill at times, but he can kick your ass if you mess with his friends, and he can be passionate at things he likes.

Bruce as Healers

- As the power said, Healers can heal wounds and fix broken bones and I think Bruce would fit this category because he’s the type of person who would bring a first aid kit and wants to help people.

Vance as Heartrenders

- Heartrenders can cause harm by damaging someone’s internal organs, squeezing the air out of their lungs or even slowed down and sped up their heart rate. Vance can be calm and collected when not provoked, but he will get aggressive towards people he doesn’t like.

Billy as Alkemi

- Alkemi can create poison and blasting powder and Billy is definitely a chemistry geek because he wants to understand matter and he would also yammering about why alchemy is fascinating

Griffin as Durasts

- Durasts can manipulate solid matter, such as metals, glass, stone and wood, and Griffin would be perfect as a Durast because he loves finding and collecting cool looking rocks.

Donna as Tidemakers

- Tidemakers can manipulate water and Donna fits the vibes because she goes with the flow and wants to make changes like how water flows and change their shape and form.

Amy as Tailors

- Tailors are similar to Healers, but they can enhance people’s appearances like hair, makeup, or the shape of one’s face, and Amy seems to be someone that cares about her image.

The Grabber as Shadow Summoner

- Shadow Summoners can gather and manipulate darkness and shadows, and you guys already know what I mean the Grabber is like the Boogie man, hiding from the shadows.

And that’s all I have for tonight. I hope you like this headcanon(?), it was fun making it (even though, it low-key messing my brain when I’m trying to match it.

Okay, thanks! Bye!!!

#the black phone #shadow and bone #finney blake #gwen blake #robin arellano #bruce yamada #vance hopper #billy showalter #griffin stagg #donna tbp #amy yamada #the grabber #headcannons #tbp headcanons

[ao3feed-crimeboys]

A Refuge For Homeless Heroes - Wilbur and Tommy's Origin

by KRollins

Origin 3/6 for A Refuge For Homeless Heroes (Story Coming Soon!)

 Wilbur had no idea where he was, which was already alarming. Waking up in a comfortable place when usually he woke up in the cold snow was the first alarm bell. Being injured was the second. He had no memory of getting into a fight. Picking up the sounds of two other individuals that weren't him or Tommy nearby was the third.

Without thinking he was grabbing Tommy as carefully as possible as to not wake him up and went to leave. His head was starting to pound for multiple reasons. There was too much noise, too much going on, his brain was full of panic. He had to grind his teeth to not let out a burst of panicked energy. He didn't need to alert anyone he was leaving by causing property damage.

However, every bone in his body froze when he heard it. Someone was awake, and that someone was definitely coming to confront him and Tommy. The question was, what did this person want with him and his brother?

 AKA: Phil snatches children, the sequel, but this time with crimeboys. And also a healthy amount of twinsduo because Wilbur can make Techno’s voices go bye bye and Techno is shell shocked by this revelation.

Words: 6462, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of A Refuge For Homeless Heroes - The Origin Stories

Fandoms: Dream SMP

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Wilbur Soot, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza

Relationships: Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza

Additional Tags: Crimeboys - Freeform, Canon-Typical Violence, Minor Violence, Violence is Only Talked About, Sleepy Bois Inc as Found Family, Sleepy Bois Inc Fluff, Protective Wilbur Soot, Protective TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Although Tommy's Too Young to Really REALIZE He's Being Protective, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Piglin Hybrid Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade Hears Voices (Video Blogging RPF), Adoptive Parent Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson is Wilbur Soot and Technoblade and TommyInnit's Parent, Good Parent Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Canon Backstory, But Canon As In For My Story, Dream SMP Ensemble are Superheroes, kind of, They Have Powers That's The Point Of The Story lol, Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Superpowers, Hurt/Comfort, Wilbur Soot Needs a Hug, TwinsDuo

#ao3feed #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #crimeboys #crime boys #crimebois #crime bois #mcyt #This is an automated process #If you see any fic that breaks boundaries #or the fic is yours and you don't want it shared send an ask #it will be looked at and removed if need be

[princessland1411]

20/1 10:28am

So piles again paining today. Constipation too much. My plan of healing and shit came to a halt, the moment I ate 2 burgers. Aryan Deewan gave me an invite to a book meet. I am so excited as first time someone invited me to something I am interested in. Wish it was the other Aryan 🤭. I don't know but he keeps on ignoring me nowadays. Or maybe I am just thinking. He never used to give me any importance earlier too. Maybe I am caring too much about the friendship about the people who actually dont like me. So I should stop trying to be friends with everyone. Okay okay....Come back to the point, so this boy wants me to read a novel for the meet and I forgot the name of the novel. I would ask him later. Now its time to study and complete backlog. I feel bad because AG hates me. This one sided love stories will damage my brain beyond repair.

Bye

[angelthecat153]

Dylan x reader camp crush part 8

y/n's POV

when we got there Jacob was showing off "ok so just so you know i was an expert marksman third class 3 years in a row ranked highest in camp each year i'm just letting you know that your goose is cooked Nick but if you back down now i might just let you have one little peanut butter butter pop if you're lucky" Jacob said still showing off his skills and i just rolled my eyes "no way you've never even seen me shoot" Nick said clearly showing off while me and Dylan just groaned "yeah it's because you've never shot before" Jacob said roasting my poor friend Nick "yeah not that you know of" Nick said roasting my brother back "ok i think i would know of" it was embarrassing "boys i'm gonna have to stop you right there as much as i'm enjoying your charming machismo" Kaitlyn said and i gave her a thankful look "the moment we step foot on the shooting range we're playing by my rules ok and what i say goes got it" she said sounding like a mom

Dylan's POV

to be fair i would want to see who would win so i stood next to y/n Jacob just saluted "ok good" Kaitlyn said "now i'm gonna go set up some targets and get more shells do not move a muscle or touch this gun until i'm back" Kaitlyn said walking off to go set up "allright so is it just me is it kind of hot when she gets all bossy like that" Jacob whispered to the 4 of us "i'm always hot pencilled dick" Kaitlyn said clearly hearing what Jacob said "ok yeah thank you bye" Jacob said waving her off then it was a conversation with Nick and Jacob while me and y/n just listened to it then obviously Kaitlyn came back "are you guys seriously still thumping your chests at each other" Kaitlyn said and rolled her eyes "no i think he's got brain damage" i said roasting my brother "ok please just give me the gun" Jacob said clearly getting annoyed "uh uh you'll have it when i say you'll have it" she said getting all bossy again so me and y/n just headed back off to camp while Kaitlyn was explaining her rules "why don't we go for a walk y/n" i said clearly wanting to spend some time alone with her "ok i really need to get my mind off of things" she said getting frustrated "it's ok" i said in a comforting tone and she stopped being frustrated and gave me a smile which made me smile back so we walked into the woods and started a conversation "so why did you want to come here" i asked her "Jacob was begging me and mom said it was a great experience to go outdoors and i hate being outside a lot because i hate the sun" she told me and and i agreed with her "so what did you first think of the camp" i said asking another question because i was interested in knowing about her "it was pretty overwhelming at first but i eventually got used to everything around here" she said and smiled "well we should head back" i said and she nodded when we got back we realised that Kaitlyn,Jacob and Nick were still back in the forest so we just sat around the firepit

Abi's POV

i really wanted to know how everything went with her and Dylan "y/n come here" i whisper yelled and the girl came over and sat next to me "how'd it go with Dylan" i asked her while whispering "it went pretty well" she smiled and whispered so i nudged her and we sat together pretty much the whole time and the other 3 came back and then it got dark around 7:30 pm and then Kaitlyn started the fire while the rest of us talked

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Ooh a previously :o

Dang so this is gonna continue then xD? Bc this is a lot talking about it

Aaaghck back to this xd

Hi Shaun :))!

Hi Glassman :D!

Hmm well at least he's exploring other options xD

Hi Kalu!

These are every intense statements lol

Hi Jordan :)!!

Hi Asher 🥰

Hi Jerome :D!!

Yeah affirmations that's what it is!

I mean yeah there's research xD!

OOF no drum roll xD

Ahh karaoke :D as all getting-to-know-you's must happen :)

Hi Morgan 🥰!

Lol Morgan xD

Ope bye guys lol

A bit awkward for y'all lol

Hi Perez :DD

Ahh long covid :o! Mk mk :)

Ope :o that's not good 😳

Idk her daughter seems pretty nervous lol

Like about leaving, bc she seems to know a lot of the stuff

Boy xD are you just being petty lol

Oope?

Huh :o

That doesn't really seem good xD

Ope xDD

Hi Lea 🥰!!

Uhhh Shaunnn xDD

That's a loooot of stuff lol

Oh gosh ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ from covid?

Ohhh :oo something that should've killed her years ago??

Huh :O that's odd

Aww :(( I'm sorry girl

Hi Andrews :))

Ooope :O

Okay!! I'll allow it

Aww :DD aight yeah I'll allow it :))

Uh oh 😳

Phew she's okay

But uh ohh 😬😬

But hey brain damage :o 👀 maybe it is something related to the tet!

Hmm idk there's something going on between y'all xD like not romance or anything (not right now anyway) but like tension xd

Ope o.o uh oh

Honestly that's fair though Jordan :// like kids as parents miss out on a lot

I get wanting to take care of family but yeah I see both sides

Ope XDD hi Park, welcome to. this XD

"Is that even a mistake?" XD

Well yeah maybe not yours Shaun xD

"Not mine" yeah exactly XD

Ahh okay but hopefully it'll help?

😬 Risky bc it's this show so of course something will go wrong but we'll hope xd

#the good doctor #tgd #oasis's tgd chatter

[moonniu]

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#I literally- #DOES HE EVEN KNOW THE DAMAGE HE DID TO MY BRAIN WITH THESE #i wont be able to sleep tonight #because of these pics #brain isn't working that well #that thing is almost transparent wtf eric #I- #bye #thoughts are not appropriate to be written here #eric #eric sohn #get a grip on yourself boy #if these don't reach the amount of likes chucky has then idk #the boyz #tbz #these are slightly edited btw #if you want the raw ones go to their twt acc

[hhjs]

i was waiting fot him to cancel our plans but he didnt cancel our plans and hes actually coming over to my place and now im so fucking nervous gays im gonna shit myself 😭😭😭😭

#BYE ... boy brain damage #p

[tedesquire]

Hi! I loved your Econ x reader fic so I was wondering if I could request another one? I don’t have a specific prompt but I love the friends to lovers trope so maybe something along that? Love your work!!! <3

I Wanna Be the One

Description: Egon is tired of watching his friend pine after men who don’t treat her well.

Contains: Fluff, Angst, happy ending

A/N: I am genuinely surprised at the rapid response to my Ghostbusters writing. This may not have been what nonnie had in mind but it’s what I felt like writing, and chances are if you’re reading this, you might feel the same.- Mod Olivia

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“I’m off!” Your cheery voice startled Egon from his work, raising his gaze to meet yours. Your head was peaking over the railing to the basement, your keys in one hand and purse in the other.

“It’s only 3 in the afternoon. Why are you leaving so early?” He tried not to sound too disappointed.

“Aw, careful Dr., someone might think you actually miss me when I’m gone.” You teased, resting your chin against the cold metal.

“Preposterous.” He tried to suppress a smile. Next to the Ghostbusters, you were one of his closest friends, being a worker at Columbia’s library. For some reason, you had decided to forge a friendship with him and he was eternally grateful. 

You were beautiful, and relentlessly kind, letting him talk your ear off about everything and anything mentioning ghosts or parapsychology, even if you didn’t understand a word. Your humor was just as dry as his, and he lived for the moments he made you laugh, feeling the wind get knocked out of him whenever you smiled his way.

When he had gotten fired, you quit your job, following the gang to the firehouse and working with Janine. You occasionally helped the boys on busts, janitorial duties, and made sure they took care of themselves. 

It only made him fall deeper for you.

“Preposterous.” You mimicked his low voice, rolling your eyes playfully. “I’ll have you know some people like my company.

“Shall I drill a hole in their head and examine them for brain damage?” He teased, and you stuck your tongue out at him. 

“Ha ha.” You deadpanned. “To answer your question, I actually have a date tonight, so I’m leaving to go get ready.” Egon blinked, expression unwavering.

“He’ll probably need the head then, perhaps another time.” 

“Bye, Egon!” You decided to wrap up the conversation, getting nowhere with him. You sauntered back up the steps, trying not to let your mood sour. 

“Examine them for brain damage?” You knew Egon was joking, that was his sense of humor, but it didn’t stop you from feeling upset. You guess he really didn’t care about you in a romantic sense at all. He didn’t seem bothered at all to hear you were going on a date, the third setup you tried in the past month. 

You remembered when you first met him in the library at Columbia. Sometimes he would spend hours upon hours in the library, checking out the same section of books each time. Something about him just drew you in and you decided then and there you had to befriend him.

Your friendship had to have started because he was too polite to ask you to go away but he seemed genuinely surprised as you asked him questions about what he was reading, what department he worked in and other trivial topics. 

He was hilarious, never truly meaning to be as funny as he was. He was caring, always asking you how you were and letting you talk as much as he did. Yes, he was attractive, but it was his kind heart that drew you in the most.

When you found out he had been fired for no real reason you were livid, resigning immediately (though you admit that was probably too rash of a decision in the moment). Thankfully, Venkman and Stantz accepted you into the Ghostbusters family just as quickly, and the rest was history.

But as time passed, you and Egon’s relationship stayed the same. He never gave an inkling he felt more than friendship towards you so you never dared to risk the relationship, trying to go out on dates to try and get over your unrequited feelings.

You had yet to find anyone who made you feel as happy as when you were with Egon.

Back in the basement, Egon held his head in his hands, cursing at himself for his cowardice. He knew he had multiple opportunities to tell you how he felt, and yet, for some unknown reason, he could never admit it to your face.

He sighed heavily, heading up the stairs to grab a glass of water, or whiskey, whatever he saw first, before he was stopped by the phone ringing. Noticing Janine was nowhere in sight, he answered, shoulders soon slumping as he heard the other end.

He slammed the phone on the receiver, cursing under his breath.

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You sat at your vanity, trying to quickly finish your makeup for your date. You had showered, shaved, plucked, and preened for a while, hoping that tonight could finally be the night you get swept off your feet.

“Wow.” A deep voice came from behind you. You spun in your chair, smiling at Egon’s familiar form. He so often visited your apartment that you told him he could enter wherever he pleased.

“You like it?” You stood, giving a twirl before sitting back down.

“You look beautiful.” He swallowed thickly. He seemed stressed, a few beads of sweat by his forehead, his tie crumpled as it was loosened and unloosened throughout the day, his sleeves on both his button-down and blazer pushed up to his elbows.

“Egon, what’s wrong?” Your question seemed to trouble him, his gaze falling to the floor, staring intently at your carpet. “Egon?” You tried again to no avail.

You stood again, approaching him and bending to stick your chin out so his eyes would have to meet yours. “There you are. Now tell me what’s wrong.” 

He looked downright uncomfortable, your concern behind your humorous glance making the words die in his throat.

“He’s not coming. Your date. He called the station after you left.” He looked as if he was about to vomit. “I’m sorry.” 

“Oh…Did he say why?” Your voice sounded small.

“I could give you the answer he gave me or I could tell you what he actually meant.” You stayed quiet, standing up at your full height and taking a deep breath. And another. And another.

You slowly walked back to your vanity, staring at yourself in the mirror for a moment before picking up your blush brush and applying the rest of your makeup. Egon’s dark brows furrowed, observing you for a few moments before clearing his throat.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m finishing getting ready, I’m going out tonight.” There you were, bouncing back as always. Egon loved your resilience but your answer didn’t seem to quell his thoughts.

“Why?”

“I’m going to head to a club, try and meet someone else.” You shrugged your shoulders, running your hands through your hair.

“I can’t believe it.” His mouth seemed to run away from him, the words slipping out before he could stop them.

“What?” You questioned, continuing to primp yourself. Fearing he would explode if he didn’t tell you the truth, he continued, damn the consequences.

“Y/n, you look gorgeous.” He began. “You’ve put hours into getting ready for tonight. I can smell your shampoo and lotion from here from the shower you no doubt had earlier. I can see rejected clothes on the floor you’ll rehang tomorrow, and the clutter on your vanity to make sure you look perfect.”

“You always… you always work yourself up,” His tone was firm, trying to stay calm. “You go over every detail with Janine about how the night went, ask us for advice so this time he’ll return your calls, or this time he’ll take you out on a second date. You waste your money on perfumes, nail polish, outfits that you hardly ever wear. It’s always the same!” He sighed exasperatedly, his tone growing louder.

“And that’s what makes it so incredibly frustrating! You put all this time and effort, mentally and physically, on men who don’t care about you! Who will never care about you! Why do you do this to yourself? Constantly torture yourself for someone who will never see you, the real you?!” Caught up in his ramblings he failed to realize that you had started crying.

“Yes, Egon. You’re absolutely right, as always.” You hissed. “I may romanticize every interaction I have, I may build things up in my head, put myself out there too much, spend my time and money on trying to be perfect for someone, but that means I still care. You don’t fall in love by hiding away from the world. And I want to! I want to fall in love so badly that the thought of being happy with someone makes my heart ache. I have love running through my veins, just waiting to be given to someone.”

“I have been watching romance movies and reading romance books since I was a child. I have grown up on the idea that my Prince Charming will soon come, take one look at me, and know that we were made for each other. Is that unrealistic? Yes, of course it is! Of course I know it is. Because no one in their right mind would take one look at me and decide that I’m the girl they want to be with.” Your anger consumed you, voice having risen to a shout.

“No amount of witty conversation wins a man over. My jokes are awful, and even with all this… this goddamn makeup and jewelry I still can’t be anyone’s first choice. I’m never anyone’s first choice.” You shoved various items off your vanity, letting them clatter on the ground as you buried your face in your hands, gasping as you cried.

You assumed Egon had left as soon as you started crying, but were surprised to feel his large, warm hand on your knee. You peeked through your fingers, hiccuping as you tried to quiet yourself.

Egon was currently on his knees in front of you, his other hand snaking around your waist to pull you close to him. “Cry,” He murmured softly. “It will make you feel better.”

“I-”

“Don’t say you’re sorry.” He shushed you, letting you slide on the floor next to him and finish wailing, your hands digging into the fabric of his outfit and squeezing. Egon remained quiet, other than the occasional comforting “shush” while he rubbed your back.

“I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m the one who's sorry.” His voice broke the quiet atmosphere. He pulled his pocket square out of his blazer, gently wiping your tear-stricken cheeks. “It only makes me so upset because… I’m in love with you. You’re my first choice. You always will be.” He admitted, pushing a few strands of your hair out behind your ear. His voice remained steady, though his eyes betrayed how nervous he was. “Tell me to stop.”

“No.” You replied quickly, voice hoarse. “Do you really mean that? You love me, even like this? Even now?”

“Yes, I mean it. Yes, I love you. Yes, just the way you are, though I hate that you’re upset. I can’t bear you in any type of pain. And perhaps the timing is awful and I’ve ruined our friendship forever, but I had to let you know.” Now he felt as if he was going to cry, losing all thought as your hand came up to cradle his jaw.

“You’ve been my first choice, since I met you. Everyone else has just an attempt to move on.” You whispered, leaning forward. “Please… kiss me.”

Egon’s forefinger and thumb pinched your chin, his breath shaky as he took a moment to gather his courage and softly kiss you. His lips were soft and warm, pressing a few open-mouthed kisses to your own. You pulled away to kiss every inch of skin leading from his jaw to his ear.

“I love you too.”

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[caspianjames]

Having Young Royals brain rot now about August??? I think he’s often made out to be the villain and he’s really,,,not??? Did he do a shitty thing? Absolutely. Do I think he’s a bad person? Absolutely not. He’s incredibly well written and I think in a lot of ways he’s very easy to empathize with. Here’s why.

That kid has pretty much everything going against him. Canonically he’s what? 17? 18? His dad is dead, he clearly doesn’t have a good relationship with his mom or stepdad, he’s clearly never had a safe space to process his dads death and work on recovering, he’s relying on stimulants to get through school, the girl he likes decides to date him but only cuz she can’t get his cousin, he has virtually no caring adults in his life, he’s bankrupt and terrified that the only semblance of normalcy he has left (hillerska) will be ripped out from under him. That kid is a fucking mess and absolutely the consequences of this mean he’s going to lash out. He gives so many warning signs that he’s not doing okay too. But so, to break this down point by point:

1. His dead died in a rather horrific manner, his mom moved on but clearly was not around to make sure that her son was okay. He’s often referred to a stupid or prideful for not wanting to give up part of the family estate so he’s not bankrupt except that’s the only thing he has left of his dad. And it’s not even his fault he’s bankrupt, he’s a kid!

2. Not having a safe space to process his dad dying is sort of visibly a given, but actually to take that one step further I think he DID have a safe space. It was Erik. And then Erik died and this kid truly has nothing, not even Wille because he was more interested in Simon than paying attention to what August was going through (which isn’t Wille’s fault, he hardly knew August and clearly had different values and stuff from august. But watching the show I get the feeling August is really looking to be someone meaningful to Wille and Wille just,,,really doesn’t like him). He said this in a roundabout way to Felice, too, when he was jealous of her relationship with Willhelm. It was something like “you’re my girlfriend, you’re supposed to comfort me so that I can comfort him.” Which I think is a two fold thing where firstly, no one realizes how hard Erik’s death hit him and how much he needs someone to tell him that stuff is going to be alright, but secondly, the last thing we see Erik tell him is to take care of Wille. So now he also feels like he’s failing to do that. And Willie, the one person who he could relate to about Erik, hardly wants anything to do with him.

3. I am SO interested to see where the plot will go with the meds he’s relying on. I don’t think it’s ever actually made clear if he thinks he DOES have ADHD or whether he’s just using the meds to cope but either way it’s a problem that shows he doesn’t have adequate support, you know? Even the school counsellor dude was just like “ok guess ur gonna walk out of my office bye then” instead of altering the headmaster or his parents or a teacher he trusts or ANYTHING. And, as the season progresses he gets more volatile. Why? He’s out of meds (and, whether or not he actually has ADHD and needs meds, that means he’s low on dopamine and is going to start doing stupider stuff to get his brain to reward him). (Side note, given the role ADHD and also substance abuse plays in the series I really, really hope they do both concepts justice)

4. Felice dating him even though she has no interest. No hate to her for that, honestly, I don’t think she was really interested in anyone except making her parents happy with her. She’s under a whole different kind of pressure. But august? He clearly really likes her and is trying hard with her, until everything sort of falls out of his grasp nearer the end of the season cuz he thinks she’s in love with Wille and is otherwise not coping well at all.

SO ALL THAT leads up to him outing Wille, which we see from Wille’s POV but never really from August’s, right? We see Wille yelling at August about how he was supposed to be able to trust him, but honestly I think from August’s POV Wille broke that trust first. We said already that pretty much the only thing August had left going for him was Hillerska, and by extension his friends and community there. When Wille wants them to make Alex take the fall for the drugs to save Simon, he literally exposes August and basically rips that away from him sooner than August is ready for, because now all the boys know that he’s bankrupt. In Wille’s mind it’s not a big deal - it’s a means to an end and he already knows he’s asked his mom to cover August’s tuition. It’s a very calculated but very smart move.

Except that Hillerska is all that August has left, and in a sense, Wille takes that away from him. Can you imagine how horrible that would feel for August from someone he trusted?? And honestly there is nothing more dangerous than someone who has been wronged and feels like they have nothing to lose. You can tell when Sara sees August at the computer. He doesn’t make up a story, he doesn’t care. He just wants to hurt Wille back in the only way that he can regardless of the consequences.

I don’t even think he’s homophobic or anything, either. He took the video initially to make fun of Wille with, and then when he realized what it was he didn’t say anything. But in that moment that was the one thing he had on Wille that he could weaponize because he knew it would be taken badly by the general public. 

And then he gets the call of his tuition being paid and you can see reality crash down around him when he realizes rationally what he’s done.

Anyways. My conclusion is. This poor kid has literally no one looking out for him. Like, not a single person. And that’s what happens, you know? No one does horrible things or irreparable damage to themselves or others on a whim. There’s almost always a build-up of hopelessness or anger that has to overflow first. This is a real life thing. This shit is preventable. And I really, really hope we get to see that with August. I hope we get a redemption, but an honest one. Because no matter what led to his actions, they still have real consequences. I hope the show creates a storyline where we see him getting what he needs from the adults around him while also having to deal with the consequences of his actions. 

#young royals #young royals august #young royals simon #young royals wilhelm #young royals wilmon #wilmon #young royals felice #young royals sara #young royals spoilers #tw substance abuse #tw mental illness

[dreamii-yume]

SPICY: I have no idea how this will turn out but I trust your skills, Epel growing abso-fucking-tired of lady reader calling him cute/adorable, so he has to teach her a lesson, preferably when they're visiting his backwater hometown

Ooh, you shouldn't put this much trust on me, Darling~ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ I'm gonna crush that trust sooner or later, watch me.

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Yandere | Non-Con | Non-Consensual Drug Use | Drugged Sex 

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Epel had tremendous power that he often overlooked, that he was too ignorant to even notice. Even though his Darling was the one who helped him realize such power, it was ironic to think that she would be the first one to fall victim against it.

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"Epel, what do you think of this one? It's cute, isn't it?"

 The said boy watched as you hold out your hand, a unique keychain of a mascot he wasn't too familiar with was dangling around your fingers. "Yeah, it's really cute!" He replied, smiling ever so gently, enough to lift your mood up. His eyes softened; he didn't know this mascot character as much as you do, but you seemed to be very interested in it these past few days.

 "I know, right~? It was a limited edition in Mr. S’ shop the other day so, I couldn't pass up the opportunity!" You babbled on as Epel patiently listened, observing your little mannerism rather than your words at this point. Ever since he found out that you really liked this brand, especially the mascot, he had gone in and researched a few stuffs about it. Not because he was interested, but just to stay on track with the same wavelength as you. Honestly, he couldn't really bring himself to care about it, the way you cutely shake your shoulders and swing your legs back and forth when you're excited was much more interesting to see.

 "Ah, that's right! Epel, hold out your hand please~" He blinked, snapping back to his little trance as you didn't even wait for his response and just gently grabbed his hand. Epel blushed a fair shade of red, he could feel his skin conducting a tingling shot of electricity as they made contact with yours. Before he knew it, you opened his palms and proceeded to place a keychain on it, one that was similar to yours.

 Epel blinked, silently gulping as to not let his emotions break out. "T-This is...?" He asked, only for you to let out a laugh. This made him embarrassed, he was probably making a really stupid face just now.

 "A keychain for you, silly~! An exact pair with mine! We're a match, see?" You giggled with a voice that could seriously melt Epel's heart. "Consider it as a thanks for hearing me out on my ramblings. You're really the only one I can talk to about this character!"

 "M-Match..." Epel mumbled, making sure it's loud enough for the words to reach your ears. "You didn't have to really, it's fun talking with you..."

 He then turned a sheepish glance towards you, his pink cheeks were a lot more evident now. "...But y-you think...We're a good match?" He said, barely in a whisper, but you heard his question loud and clear.

 You didn't even hesitate. "Of course!" You beamed at him. "You're one of my best friends, after all!"

 His smile never faded away from his face as he slowly looked down at the keychain on his hands...What he said before wasn't a lie, although he was filled with so much apathy about where this character came from, it was still as cute as you claimed it to be. "...I see." Epel said, looking at you, his smile was handsome and blooming ever so brightly. He clenches his fist, along with the keychain mascot inside. "Thank you. I feel the same way too."

 He watched you brighten up, seemingly ready for another story to tell him about a certain episode of an anime you watched. Epel was ready to listen as always, but was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the bell ringing across the campus, calling all students to their respective classrooms. "Ah, shoot...Break time is already over. Bummer, I really wanted to talk to you more, Epel..." You sighed in disappointment, but began to wave at him, eventually. Epel could only laughed slightly, feeling just as, if not, even more disappointed that your time with him went by so fast. "But I have Crewel-sensei next class and being late would not really sit well with him..."

 "Bye for now, Epel! You should go to your class too!" You said with your heels turned and ready to bolt away. Epel waved back, his well-practiced smile had done a good job keeping his emotions at bay again.

 However, Epel flinched as a sound of something cracking rang out in his hand. Opening his palms revealed the keychain you gave him, a crack appeared on the acrylic layer. "Aah...Crap..." He muttered, scratching his back as he leaned on the bench in the most ungraceful way as possible. If Vil would've seen him right now, he'd be dead, but it doesn't really matter right now. He turned to the direction where you've gone and ran off to, his other hand blocking off the ray of sunshine down his eyes. "...Best friends, huh..."

 It took him a moment, but he eventually began to feel it, that buildup of suppressed frustrations inside him. Epel gritted his teeth, growls rang from his throat as he painstakingly look at the keychain on his hand. "...Stupid. This is so stupid." He said, unconsciously finding himself clenching on the merchandise once more, increasing the damage. "...I'm so stupid...! Why...Why can't I just...!"

 His fist grew weak, in synch with his given emotion, calming down on his sudden rage. "Why can't I just be honest...?" He asked himself the same question as he did before, as always. The question that he already knew the answer to. "I-I'm...such a coward."

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Continue the Spice~?

Me : Okay, I'm not gonna rush this one— You don't want this to turn into that Cater fic from last time.

My brain : So, 9K words sinfic it is then.

Me : wait i didn't mean—

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