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lovingmattysposts · 5 months

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Mustang

"we'd make out in your mustang to radio head"

"Never thought that one day, i'd be losing you"

pairing: y/n and matt sturniolo

summary: It was hard for you to be back in Boston, because Boston brought back memories you tried so hard to forget. You missed what you had here, you missed who you had here. And he was everywhere and you missed him so bad.

warnings: sooo much fluff but really sad, cursing, sadness, mentions of being turned on?? but thats the only suggestive part

i wrote this literally based on my life because I drive a mustang and love matthew sturniolo so I hope you love it too

xoxo, Autumn

I sighed as I dropped my bag into my old room, before collapsing into the bed.

I hated being home from college, but I also didn't it was a weird divide between my brain. It's filled with great memories, but also sad ones.

It just mainly make me think of the triplets, well mainly Matt. We were all really close in high school, but once I went of to college in MaryLand and they moved to L.A we drifted apart. Well that wasn't the first time.

We started to drift apart when Matt and I broke up. Neither of us took the break up well at all. We were both miserable. Obviously Nick and Chris, wanted to be their for their brother so they weren't there for me as much as I would hope.

Which now looking back it was a absolute insane thing to get angry over, it's their brother, they were going to support him no matter what. But i was young and I was hurt so I took my emotions from the breakup and pushed it on Nick and Chris for not being there for me.

The breakup was mutual, and not in the oh-he-broke-up-with-me-and-im-too-embarrassed-to-admit-it "mutual breakup". No, it was genuinally mutual. We both were in love deeply with one another and neither of us wanted to breakup at all.

One stupid fight over how we were going to work coast-to-coast and that was it. It was weird really. A really weird feeling when one minute you're in love and the next minute one stupid fight and it makes everything change.

We were just two scared teenagers who were too prideful to admit they were scared to lose one another to life. Living without Matt was a hard thing to grasp, because I never thought there would be a time where we weren't together.

I guess I got over it or at least tried to when I went off to college. I went on dates, kissed a few boys, even hooked up with one. But there was always a voice in the back of my head screaming "they aren't Matt"

It was weird kind of breakup. After the final goodbye that night, we never spoke again. Even living in the same city for three months after that until I went of to college and he moved to LA, we didn't speak once. And we hadn't in three years.

I forced myself not to check what he was doing, literally throwing my phone across my dorm room, just so I wouldn't check. It was hard since his entire life was online. Mine wasn't. It was easy for him to forget. It wasn't for me.

It really is hard to remember what their lips feel like when you kiss them for the last time and don't even know it.

Even three years after the breakup, every time I come to Boston I think of him. There were picture of him and I still plastered on my photo wall in my bedroom, I still haven't gotten the courage to take them down. I still had one of his shirts that was tucked away in my "stay home clothes" and I haven't taken it out since.

I especially think of him when I'm driving around in my Mustang. Since I didn't register it to my college, I left it at home along with all of the memories inside of it that I think of every time I get behind the wheel of that damn Mustang.

I just needed to go on a drive. To clear my head and to get my mind off my high school boyfriend. I stood up walking out of my brother and mumbling a quick bye to my parents and walking outside to the cold air.

I took my keys out of my sweatshirt and unlocked the car, pulling on the handle but pausing as I felt a memory wash over me.

"Matt" I giggled trying to push him off of me. He smiled against my neck and attempted to pin my arms down. "Whattt?" He smiled as his lips attached to my neck and then up to my face, kissing me softly.

I put my hands on his face as we kissed slowly, before pushing him back slightly. He was fully leaned over the entire middle consul, on top of me.

"Matt we have to go inside" I smiled looking at my boyfriend as he smiled stupidly at me, looking only down at my lips as I spoke. "Hmm hm" He hummed finally looking up at my eyes, his eyelids hooded. I don't know if it was from how early it was or from the kiss.

"Did you hear a word I said?" I giggled. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against him. "Nope" He smiled against my lips catching mine in a kiss again. I smiled as we kissed, as if it were the first time we had ever kissed. Butterflies filling my stomach as he rubbed his thumb back and forth against me, as we kissed.

I knew really believed in love before I met Matthew Sturniolo. I thought the books were stupid, the movies were unrealistic, and the couples in love around us were just going to end up hurt or cheated on. Because that was all I had ever known, that was before a blue eyes lacrosse player passed me in the hallway and we made eye-contact for a little too long.

I never believed in love at first sight either until that day. I thought it was cheesy, and terribly inaccurate, but something inside of me told me that boy would be in my life for a longgg time.

He pulled away from the kiss and brought his hands up to my face, rubbing his thumbs back and forth against my cheeks smiling down at me in adoration.

I never saw myself as a romantic either. Kind of kept to myself, was sarcastic and thought I would die before talking to a man in a baby voice, and a part of me thinks everyone thinks that way before they find their first love. Well in this case, the love of my life. There wouldn't be a minute for the rest of my life where I didn't love Matt.

"I love you" He whispered, leaning down and kissing my nose, making me giggle. He sighed leaning down against my shoulder and running his hand over my steering wheel. "And I love your car" he sighed, making me roll my eyes. "Sometimes I feel like you only like me for my car" I joked making him lift his head and furrow his eyebrows.

"What no, you're the love of my life. The car is just a plus to dating you" He said shaking his head. It was embarrassing the effect his words had on my physical being. I blushed, making him smile.

"I like when I make you blush" He smiled leaning down and kissing me again. The other plus to dating Matt, other than simply everything about him, was his lips. Oh my God, his lips. They were perfect and boy did that boy know how to kiss.

I honestly didn't know kissing someone was suppose to be enjoyable before kissing him. I could fall asleep kissing him. If my lips could be on his ever second of everyday, they would be. He quite literally changed my world.

He slipped his tongue into my mouth, making me hum against him deepening the kiss. He smiled as he kissed me harder. There was a hard knock against my window, causing Matt to jump off of me, due to the loud noise. He looked behind me, since my back was against the door. He sighed and sat back in the passenger seat.

I turned around seeing his brothers standing next to my car. I rolled down the window and they both leaned down poking their heads into the car.

"Jesus do you two ever come up for air?" Chris said looking between us making me smile and look down at my lap. "Seriously the whole school yard just saw you two suffocating each other with your mouths" Nick shook his head. Matt laughed and shook his head, looking over at me.

"I'm getting your windows tinted for Christmas" He said shaking his head. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Nick and Chris. "Do you guys need something?" I asked looking between two of my best friends. "Yeah dumbass, School's about to start" Chris said motioning to everyone walking inside.

"But it's coldd outside, and it's so warm in here" I sighed, leaning towards Matt. Matt pouted looking at his brothers and wrapped his arms around me.

"If you miss another class, you're benched at the next game Matthew" his brother said unimpressed. Matt sighed letting me go. I leaned back up in my seat.

I looked over to Matt who looked at me and then to his brothers. "Yeah yeah, just give us a minute" He said leaning over and starting to roll up the window, making me shake my head.

"You two are gross!" Nick yelled as he walked away. "Her lips will still be there after first period Matt!" Chris yelled as the window close. I laughed and shook my head, before Matt turned my head capturing my lips in his again. I fell into the kiss again so easily before pushing him slightly.

"Matt, we have to go. I can't miss first period again" I sighed as I looked into his blue eyes. He closed his eyes and sighed. "Fine" He breathed leaning back over, grabbing his bag off the floor in front of me. I giggled at his frustrated demeanour.

"Wait" I smiled making him look up as I reached over grabbing his shirt connecting our lips again. He smiled against me as he dropped his bag again, bringing his hand up to cup my face again. I pulled away as he kissed me deeper.

"Okay, Okay, we have to go" I said shaking my head, trying to shake the redness in my face. I turned off the car and grabbed my keys.

"Wait, we have to wait a second" He breathed making me glance over at him as he groaned leaning his head back against the chair, attempting to adjust his shorts. I looked down noticing the tent in his pants.

I rolled my eyes. "Seriously?" I said raising my eyebrows. He glanced over at me, smirking. "I can't help what you do to be y/n" he laughed. I shook my head smiling and looked out the window.

He was going to be the death of me.

I shook my head, dropping my smile at the memory and climbed into my car, turning it on and immediatley turning on the heat to wipe away the goosebumps on my legs.

I sighed as I pulled out of my house and pulled out onto the road. Clear my head. Just clear my head. But everything about this car screamed Matt.

I looked over at the empty passenger seat and sighed. Physically seeing Matt there in my mind, but he wasn't. He was thousands of miles away not thinking about me.

As i drove around my empty town, playing song after song trying to make myself feel better, made it worse. I felt pathetic. Thinking about my ex-boyfriend of three years ago, wasn't good. Why was I still thinking about him.

I tried to convince myself it was just because I was here in Boston, in this car, but another part of my brain reminded me that I promised to him and to myself that I would always love him. I hated myself because I stuck to my word. That's why I didn't reach out after the breakup, because I said that if was better if we both just tried to move on. That we had to move on and we wouldn't if we were still in contact.

It's when he agreed to it was when the reality of my words set into me like a ton of bricks. The amount of times I wanted to show up at his front door step, telling him I was wrong. That I couldn't live without him. That we were stupid for ever thinking our breakup was what we both needed. But I never did, and he never showed up at my door either.

I guess a part of me moved on, or maybe my brain just convinced me that I did. I don't feel like I did, because there was never another Matt. All these boys i've met, it was hard to even picture them to be the same species as Matthew Sturniolo, because they were cold, hard, mean, assholes. Matt was sweet, kind, loving, and tender hearted. To put them in the same category as him would just be an insult to Matt.

So I waited until someone like Matthew Sturniolo came along. I've waited three years and I've not met one other soul like him. It wasn't fair.

I sighed. I needed to go home, take a hot shower, and stop torturing myself. I pulled around, driving back towards my house, trying to erase every single thing i've thought about on this long miserable drive. Once I stepped out of this car, I wasn't going to think about him again.

I was going to turn off this car and open the door and leave all my feelings and hopes for Matt inside of it because It wasn't fair to myself. I needed to let go.

I turned into my neighborhood and pulled up to my driveway, driving in. I parked the car and took a deep breathe, rubbing my hands over my face. I sighed, turning off the car and opening the door.

If it was meant to be it will be, at least that's what the poets say. But then again aren't all poets just people writing about what they think love is? Not the actual reality of it? They don't write about the breakups or the hard times, they talk about the falling. The feeling of being in love. Something so strong it could kill a person, that part I guess now I believed to be true. So maybe all poets are idiots.

I swallowed shaking my thoughts before opening my door and stepping out before looking back inside, and taking a deep breath closing my eyes before I shut it finally.

That was it. Now those were just memories. That's all they can be and thats all i'll allow them to be. From here on out I wasn't going to tourtue myself. From here on out not one more thought would cross my brain thinking about-

I froze.

"Matt?"

Standing there.

Right there.

In front of me.

My feet froze.

He stood tall in front of me, black hoodie, black pants and small scruff lining his jawline. His eyes as blue as ever and his hair still as floppy as I remembered, just a little longer. I blinked, frozen in time. My heart was beating so fast I thought I would have collaspted right then and there.

"Y/n" He spoke finally. My lips parted slightly as I stood in front of the boy that I loved all those years ago. The boy I just spent the last hour killing my mind over.

He licked his lips looking down at me with an expression I couldn't understand. "W-What are you doing here?" I breathed, barley blinking staring up at him. He let out a breath as he looked at me pulling his hands out of the pockets of his sweatshirt.

"I-I was in town and I-" I stopped as he looked down at me. I stared up at him waiting for his explanation. "I don't know I just kind of came over here. I didn't really have a plan. I don't know what to say, but I just started walking and I ended up here" He breathed, seeing his breath come out in a vapor in the coldness of the air around us. Making it real. He was there.

I blinked at him. I opened my mouth to say something but closed it, not knowing what to say. I honestly wanted to look up at the sky and wish for a million dollars and see if that would come walking up to my house too. But no. This was more of a shock than if that happened.

"I know-" He shook his head. "I know this is probably a lot for you, and I can leave if you don't want to see me and I know that showing up here after three years is so shitty so I understand if-" He spoke but I cut him off stepping forward and wrapping my arms around his torso, leaning my head against his chest, holding him tightly. This was real.

I let out a breath for what felt like the first time in three years. He paused for a second, suprized from the sudden embrace, before wrapping his arms around me just as tightly, leaning his head against the top of mine. I closed my eyes thinking If i ever let go he would dissapear and I would wake up from my dream.

"Matt" I breathed again. He let out a deep breath. "Y/n" He stated again. We sat there for a long time, just holding each other like speaking three years worth of words, without actually talking.

I pulled back looking up at him. He smiled down at me, tears in his eyes and tears in mine.

"How's LA?" I smiled, my eyes full of tears. He chuckled hanging his head breifly before looking back up at me. "It's not Boston" He shook his head. I chuckled, wiping the bottom of my eyes. I nodded just smiling up at him.

"I missed you" He shook his head, biting his lips as it quivered due to the tears threatening to spill. I shook my head looking down as I let out a breath. I leaned up wiping his tears with my thumb.

"I missed you sweet boy" I whispered as a tear ran down my face. He reached up, wiping it. I swallowed.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He whispered smiling through his tears. I laughed handing my head before shaking it. He smiled. "Thank God" He breathed before leaning down and kissing me passionatly. I smiled as we kissed, tasting the tears between us.

He reached down wrapping his hands under my waist pulling our bodies together as I held his face in my hands. I couldn't believe this was real. His lips were exactly how I remembered, as If not a single day had passed between us.

I pulled back, but didn't move away from him, as I looked into his eyes, soothing his cheek.

"I miss you too" I breathed, he smiled. I laughed through my tears, leaning my head against his chest. He wrapped his arms tighter around me and we sat there.

All of the sudden a car came racing up to my house, before slamming on the breaks. I looked up at Matt, who sighed closing his eyes. I turned as I heard the slamming of car doors.

Nick and Chris emerged from the car before sighing when they saw us. Matt's grip didn't loosen on me, like if he let go he'd be afraid I would run away. Little did he know I wasn't moving away from him even if he pushed me off of him.

"Matt you scared the shit out of us" Chris shook his head as he walked up to us. I looked up at Matt, who didn't look fazed by his brothers whatsoever. I looked back seeing Nick coming around the otherside of the car.

"Thank God you're okay" Chris said making it up to us. Nick walked over. "You can't just take off and not tell us where you're going without your phone" Nick shook his head.

"Guys i'm fine" Matt reassured them. He looked down at me. "I'm better than fine" He whispered looking down at me in his arms. I smiled up at him.

"We thought you'd be here" Nick sighed looking over at us. I smiled looking over at Nick and Chris. They looked like them, but older. Kind of like Matt. Chris's hair was longer and Nick was blonde.

I smiled leaning my head against Matt, both of our arms still wrapped in one another. Nick sighed shaking his head.

"Alright, you guys will still be alive when you let go. Now y/n come over here and give me a hug" Nick smiled. I looked up at Matt smiling before finally dropping my arms and walking over to Nick, hugging him. He sighed against me.

"Missed you" He mumbled. "I miss you guys so much" I said looking over to Chris before opening my arms in offer for him to join the hug. He rolled his eyes smiling before joining Nick and I.

"Missed you kid" He mumbled squeezing us.

"Alright. Alright, get off her" Matt said walking up to us, before pulling me against him again. I laughed and shook my head at him. Still now, he only wanted me to himself and I could have melted.

"Will you come home now? Mom hasn't seen you yet" Chris shook his head. Matt let out a breath before looking down at me. I smiled up at him.

"Yeah, but there's something we have to do first" He explained looking up at his brothers. I furrowed my eyebrows looking at Matt. He looked towards the car.

"Can we go for a drive?"

I looked over at my mustang before smiling up at him. "Please?" I said letting out a breath. He smiled, leaning down and kissing my forehead. He grabbed my hand as he pulled me towards the car.

WOW I LITERALLY CRIED MULTIPLE TIMES WHILE WRITING THIS. hope you guys did too🥹

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illustratedartist · 5 months

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Jervis Tetch A.K.A The MAD HATTER 🎩🫖

OK So someone sent me an ask on here and unfortunately I can't find where it disappeared to-SO I'M VERY SORRY!

This person asked if I could make a reference sheet of my Hatter and share some headcanons, if I had any. I've never really done this before, or even had many headcanons so please bare with me lol. I didn't go into too much detail, Im not really a writer so I just tried to get the main points through.

Down The Rabbit Hole:

Has paranoid schizophrenia, and often hallucinates, especially when stressed. He mostly sees characters from Alice in Wonderland, seeing the Cheshire cat or “Alice” the most.

When very stressed or feel like hes losing control of a situation, he begins to stutter horribly. His words get jumbled in his mind, and thats when he starts reciting quotes or poems from AIW relevant to the situation hes in. Before he became the Mad Hatter, and became a criminal he stuttered constantly while speaking to anyone.

Jervis controls people by drugging and hypnotizing them, But the strongest form of mind control he has are the masks he puts on his “Guests”.

For goons or regular street thugs he manages to get, he mostly uses cards on them instead of wasting materials to make masks for them. Figuring It would be easier than having Batman break them and forcing him to constantly remake the same ones over and over.

Also its a chance to call his thugs the “Card Guards” which amuses him.

His goons don’t matter much to him, but if he assigns you a specific character, you are highly important to his “Tea Parties” and are at risk of being forced to attend indefinitely.

For his “Tea Party” guest list, he has crafted actual masks for them to wear, in correlation to the Character he assigned to each guest. He does make sure the guests are drugged with his special tea before putting the masks on them. Wouldn’t want to risk having you manage to break free of his control during the party! Or ever.

March Hare=Scarecrow, Dormouse= Riddler, White Rabbit= Ventriloquist, Cheshire Cat= Catwoman, The Dodo= Penguin, Mock Turtle= Mr.Freeze, Queen of Hearts= Poison Ivy, The Walrus= Bane, The Jabberwocky= Batman

He customizes the masks so they even resemble the actual people.

His closest friends are Jonathan Crane, and Edward Nygma, his March Scare and Dorrat.

Jonathan was a psychologist so he knows how to handle Jervis, and can tolerate him for the most part. Edward on the other hand may think Jervis is a useful ally, but he's not nearly as patient with him as Jonathan is. Neither of them like being called by their "nicknames" Jervis gave them.

Jervis fell in love with the woman he had been working with, before he became a criminal, that put everything into motion. Her actual name wasn't Alice, but they both bonded over their fondness for the story, and he started to call her Alice as a fun nickname or inside joke. Though his obsession with her had already begun.

After losing it, and becoming a criminal and kidnapping "Alice" he was defeated by Batman, (Much like how it happened in BTAS). "Alice" fled Gotham after this, but Jervis doesn't know that, and is too far gone to realize that she would leave him. SO he roams the streets of Gotham looking for his beloved "Alice".

OK THAT'S IT! At least these were all I could think of. Obviously my Jervis is heavily based off the Arkham series and BTAS. But I love this little crazy guy.

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iamatinydinosaur · 3 months

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I really like your Branch x little sibling reader requests, and I don't know if you request are open, but if they are, I was wondering could you do one based on the first film, where lil sib is taken by chef along with the snack pack (maybe because they heard the commotion and were trying to help people) and obviously they're saved in the end and everything turns out ok, just the perfect mix of angst and fluff, if thats ok, please and thank you.

A/N: Guess what it's my birthday in a week!!! 23rd of January and I'm not ready!!

🐾Branch x Sister Reader🐾

You hear screams. You promised Branch you wouldn't go near the party, but you couldn't just sit here while there was danger. You jumped down the tree you were stargazing in and ran towards the commotion. You saw the cook Bergen put the last member of the Snack Pack in her fanny pack. You gasped, watching the cook go for Poppy. You ran full speed and shoved her out of the way.

Poppy skidded across the dirt, colliding with another Troll. Poppy propped herself up with her hands looking up at the cook and watched in horror as she saw you get grabbed by the cook. You looked terrified. "Branch!" You screamed, but it was muffled because she shut the zipper of her fanny pack. Poppy knew Branch was gonna brag he was right, but as soon as he finds out you got taken. She's dead.

"Branch! Branch! Branch!" Poppy yelled banging on the rock outside his bunker. "I told you I'm not coming to your party!" Branch glared at Poppy. "Branch it's your sister." Poppy mattered. "She got captured saving me." Poppy gasped as Branch pulled her into his Bunker. "She what!" Branch shouted. "I'm sorry, she wasn't even at the Party." Poppy said. "What did I tell you! I told you that the Bergens would find us. But you didn't listen! Now the only thing in my life that gives me meaning has been taken!" Branch screamed, punching a wall. Poppy watched as Branch broke down. You were all he had left and now you're gone. "I'm going to rescue them and Y/N. Please come with me." Poppy pleaded. "Fine. But only for her." Branch grumbled going to pack supplies.

The whole journey was hard. Not for the dangers. For Branch being so cold to Poppy. He knew that the Bergens would come one day. He just couldn't believe you got taken. Ever since your Brothers left you two and Grandma died, you two only had each other. It hurt him so much with everything that happened, but it hit you worse. You lost your colors too. But you were more depressed than Branch. You had only started opening up recently, becoming your old self. Now you're gone.

The two Trolls sat around a camp fire. Poppy looked at Branch, feeling really guilty. Branch has his head in his hands as he thought about you. "Branch we'll get her back." Poppy whispered. "How do you know that Poppy. She's all I have. You don't understand what we have gone through! What she has gone through! Now she's been taken by her biggest fear. All because you guys wanted to be so happy and Party all the time!" Branch burst into tears. He couldn't lose you. Poppy got up and hugged Branch. He would normally push her away but he just let her hold him while he broke.

Timeskip

"Branch!" You exclaimed as you saw him and Poppy in front of your cage. Branch ran over to you. He grabbed your face as he inspected it. He stared at your features. You started crying, you thought you'd never see him again. "Please let's get them out of this!" Branch said. Him and Poppy opened the gate to the cage. You sprinted out and ran into the arms of your big brother crying. The whole time you were in there you couldn't stop having flashbacks to the day Grandma died. You've been having constant panic attacks. The snack pack tried consoling you. However, they knew you just needed your Brother.

Branch held you tightly. "I'm never letting you go again." Branch whispered burying his head in your hair. He was so happy to finally have you back. "I know you told me to stay away. But I heard screams. I couldn't just let them be in dang-" You started but Branch shushed you. "Hey I'm not mad. I'm proud. Despite being terrified of Bergens you still risked your life to save Poppy from one. I'm so proud of you." He whispered.

From now on you're never allowed to leave his side or sight.

A/N: I hope you liked it. I love writing Branch as a protective big brother I have so much fun.

#trolls band together #brozone #branch trolls #branch x sibling reader #poppy trolls #snack pack trolls

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xjulixred45x · 6 months

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SatoSugu x Reader with past and Personalilty like Subaru Sakamaki

Genre: VERY LARGE Headcanons

Reader: female

Warnings: issues related to SEXUAL ABUSE, PSYCHOLOGICAL ABUSE AND ISOLATION (all to Reader's mother), mental problems, bad parenting, Reader's father, thanks to this reader has ANGER PROBLEMS and goes to the PSYCHOLOGIST, hurt with Comfort, Angst, Fluff . LONG POST.

You being born was a Curse itself. Thats what you thoug, thats what EVERYONE in your family thoug...thats what your own mother thoug. The woman that was suppose to love you more than anything, that would have to protect you...she despiste you.

O well, it was not always like that, you remeber growing up and heard the stories, how your mother was in her young, the "White rose" of all the clans, because she was the fairest of them all...she was beautifull. Was.

I mean, she was still frankly beautiful, even if she had to stay away from everyone to avoid killing everyone who crossed her path (or herself...), she still had a delicate and beautiful bearing, but you understood why they said she had "withered" or rather, you knew the cause.

YOU.

For started, your mother had a VERY bad temper even BEFORE all this happened, so when it DID happen, she went into a Big Bad downfall in her mentalhealth.

The moment you were born, your mother's already deplorable mind declined incredibly, becoming bipolar and unstable, violent and erratic, all because of YOUR fault.

You still remember that during your first years of life, it didn't use to be so bad, because you two could spend time together, especially at parties, where she would always keep you in sight.

But there was odd, horrible moments as well, where your mother lose all the control she have over herself and start screaming, crying,and she would say very, very hurtful things.

"You are an abomination."

I am dirty...

"GET AWAY FROM ME!!-"

"YOU--MONSTER!!!"

It took you a while to realize what was causing these erratic episodes in your mother, but once you did, it was very obvious.

YOUR FATHER.

your father had raped your mother to have you. for no particular reason other than to experiment with their ritual techniques.

It made you sick.

You started to justify your mother, because of course, she was obviously mean to you because she was only taking out her anger on someone (which happened to be you), and you ended up doing the same, you took out your anger on whoever made you the least bit angry.

It was the only form of all these emotions that you knew and that you had been "taught" after all.

and in a way you saw it as a kind of "bonding" with your mother.

and you thought that your mother also had disgust for him, hatred. and that's why you could empathize with her, love her even, as you two have the same loating for the same man.

But the realilty hit you like a truck...

When a certain party happens, you were still a little young, but you remember it vividly. You tried to protect your mother when your father came to see her, putting yourself between them.

and she slapped you... and left with him...

It was the last time you saw your mother outside. The next times would be inside a CAGE "tower" inside your clan's residence. You couldn't see her often though.

Her before "sometimes unestable but torerable behavior" went to "total bipolar and psicotic, Sucidal" behavior

You lost the count of all the times she instulted and degrade you just to pass to be a sobbing mess, begging you to leave her alone, then remember she hate being alone and then pleaded that you kill her.

You still got the knife even...

You also grew up in your own personal cage, but of repressed anger. No matter how much you tried to fight with your father or beg him to give you your mother back, he would just walk away with a smile on his face.

so you took out your anger in the only way you knew how, aggression. but eventually you realized that it wouldn't help you much.

You realised when you entered Jujustu Tech.

Thanks to your "family situation" the professor Yaga offer you(much like more that he make you) to go to Therapy. So your cursed energy would't be SO conflicted. And at the beggin, it was kind of funny.

Even though you went to therapy, you maintained a certain reputation as a "bad student" in many ways. You arrived late, your personalized uniform was torn and looked like that of a criminal, you kept your distance from your classmates (who were only 3), etc.

but your attempts to draw attention away from you ended up doing just the opposite.

More when you proved to be so hot-headed.

There they saw an opportunity for "possible connection" TO MEET WITH YOU.

Gojo was the first to make a move. He asked you for your name (since you hadn't even introduced yourself)

You REALLY didn't want to talk to him, but you said your name under your breath (progress?) and turned away from him.

Gojo was a little surprised by your grumpy attitude but didn't think much of it and started asking you questions (ignoring the fact that you barely answered half of them).

It took Geto longer to get closer, but he did when they had to do some work together and he realized that you're actually pretty good at SEVERAL subjects.

and in several of those subjects you were doing horrible academically.

He's not one to meddle in other people's lives, but he didn't want you to get in trouble for something you could CLEARLY do better.

so he took advantage of a break that you had in the classroom (which is strange because normally you just disappear and reappear to continue the class) and asked you if you were having any problem why you were doing so poorly in class (along with your other problems )

You just yelled at him to leave you alone and left the room, muttering something about how it was a bad idea to have made that contribution.

He ended up generating the opposite reaction to what he wanted.

Gojo makes fun of him a little, but as soon as he realized it was you, he had an idea.

From then on, both of them would be constantly behind you.

not in a creppy way, but in a "do your best!" way.

They would be constantly trying to encourage you to socialize, contribute more to assignments, improve your attendance, things like that.

Sure, from time to time they made fun of your angry nature, but as soon as they touched on a sensitive topic they didn't do it again.

Gojo was the one who took advantage of your anger the most, he couldn't help it! It's so funny for him to see you all sulking over something so small.

Geto found it somewhat funny, yes, although more in the sense that he saw you like a kitten, all fluffy, all angry, so cute~

They were also able to see beyond the "delinquent" layer that you had, you turned out to be someone more sensitive and sweet than they expected.

When you finally relaxed and allowed yourself to laugh with them (or at them), Suguru and Satoru could SWEAR that you were glowing with uncharacteristic joy, and one they couldn't get enough of.

although of course, you could have perfectly put out an eye of either of them. They realized very quickly when they touched on sensitive topics.

Like one time you swore a lot during a practice fight with Satoru, and he said "do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" and...GOD, you almost knocked him out and he almost left you because he was so shocked.

Suguru understood faster than Satoru that something about that conversation made you very angry, which pointed to your mother. so for now they decided not to bring it up unless you did.

On another occasion, while in Second Year, a first-year boy wanted to give you a congratulations gift for moving up a grade. What was it? WHITE ROSES.

You practically ripped the bouquet out of his hands, twisted it in every possible way (even if you hurt your hands), you turned them aside and stepped on them, but not before yelling that you HATED ROSES.

The boy was scared more than anything, which made you react and realize that you had made a horrible mistake to someone who was just being nice.

You apologized quickly and went to do what you knew how (get out your anger), but you only broke things, over and over again while you replayed everything in your head.

She was right about you.

She was right.

You're disgusting

you are STAINED

YOU ARE A MONST---

Satoru and Suguru had no problem reaching you, thanks to Gojo's 6 eyes and Geto's curses. What they DID have problems with was calming you down. Were you in some kind of rage episode...or panic? They didn't know how to say, just that you weren't well.

Gojo knew that you were angry and that you were going to therapy for it, but he didn't think it was THAT serious, he tried to keep a certain distance so as not to upset you more and Geto talked to distract you and calm you down slowly.

Little by little you became tired, both because of having broken so many things about the place where you were and the mental fatigue, along with the words of the two of them, helped you to calm down faster.

they didn't say anything or ask anything, it wasn't their place, you appreciated that, aside, even if you said it at the time, it wasn't a justification for acting like a jerk.

Eventually that year ended and summer arrived, it was by far the summer that you were least at home, you were no longer clinging to the idea of your mother or your hatred for your father, now you could...be a normal teenager.

They did more normal teenage things.

you went riding a bike, you went to watch basketball games, you went to the movies together, you practiced your techniques, you did stupid things...

It was the most at peace you had felt in a long time, being able to spend time with someone without any double meaning felt new.

so you decided at the end of the summer to tell them about your family.

You left a private meeting point, making it clear what you wanted to do, so that they understood how serious it was for you. and they did not give up.

They were unusually punctual. and they listened to everything you had to say, confirmed several things they had in mind, and were surprised by others.

although they undoubtedly felt empathy for you. Now MANY THINGS made sense. your attitude, your family, everything.

They really appreciated that you were THAT vulnerable with them specifically. and they kept your secret very well.

(I don't think they interacted with your father, but if they did in the past, if they saw that you didn't like him, they acted in a similar way, now it's the same thing, but ten times worse (:<)

In third year you were better than you had been in years honestly, sure, you were still hot-headed and impulsive, but you had made great progress with therapy and the support of your friends.

Speaking of, if your relationship with them becomes something more intimate, I think they would both be HELLBENT of you went to live or in the school dormitories or even one of their houses, simply the idea of you sleeping in the same house that your father gives them chills now.

They want to know your mother although they are afraid to say it, they have very mixed opinions of her, on the one hand they see her as another victim of your father who must receive psychological treatment....but on the other hand they cannot forgive that she has generated a large part of your self-esteem problems with his horrible words.

Ironically it's Suguru who has the hardest time controlling himself around your mother, for a man whose family is EVERYTHING, the mere idea that your own mother has damaged your mind so much...yeah, it's definitely not something simple.

I mean, Satoru has little filter, but he sees your mother much more like you, so it's not that difficult for him to endure an outburst from her.

If your father dies (bless God) and your mother starts to recover mentally, I can even see Gojo getting along with her, it makes her laugh. even Geto can take it more and see genuine regret for her treatment of you. so he forgives her more easily.

Even when they graduate, things keep getting better! They celebrate with you when you are discharged from therapy by going to eat at your favorite place, also taking the children (Megumi, Tsumiki, Mimiko and Nanako) and generally having a good time together.

If by chance your father is still alive, they are definitely burning all the letters or emails that come from him :)

a lot of👏flattery👏in itself they are flattering with a normal s/o, but knowing how poorly you think of yourself? NO SIR, NOT ON THEIR WATCH.

Gojo further shows his support by giving you some expensive gifts that he knows you'll like (which shows that he's been listening and paying attention to you), apart from him being very clingy, but since you're not that used to that, it honestly breaks his heart, so He tries to fix it little by little.

First small things like holding hands, then holding onto his arm, his arm and your waist, etc.

He still likes to make you angry, but the ones like "awww you look so cute when you're irritated" are better than making you really angry.

Geto is chillier, and his love language is based more on acts of service and words of affirmation, he knows how bad a bad emotional experience can leave you (and in your case it persisted until your adolescence) so he tries to Overcome all those LIES bad ideas in your head and replace them with good things.

He helps you with the housework and is the one you go on missions with the most (Satoru is almost always busy) so he tries to protect you as much as he can, even if he knows you don't need it, he thinks it's good that you know that NOW if you have someone to take care of you.

surprise surprise, their main nickname for you is Kitty. according to them the perfect nickname.

"It's soft, fluffy, it looks like it's going to kill you (and it could) but it's a cutie!" -Gojo, probably.

I can see them being more emotionally vulnerable with you, especially if you have had your episodes of suicidal tendencies, they make sure to let you know that they love you through small gestures, more obvious gestures, establishing limits, everything so that the relationship is healthy and you can tell them what you happens.

(You can be sure that they themselves destroyed the knife that your mother gave you, the mere idea that you had it was terrifying)

both of them have definitely given you anti-stress dolls that 1-or have helped you a lot or 2- have ended up shattered by your first outburst of anger. but you always tried to sew it up so as not to ruin it.

Gojo offered a couple of times to train with you and take out your frustrations with it, but it really didn't feel very good to continue using violence as a source of comfort (more so against either of them). so they started looking for hobbies together.

You sleep a lot, too much, maybe it's a product of all the repeated mental fatigue, but at least thanks to this Geto always makes sure to have extra blankets within reach.

He's a little worried, yes, but at the same time he can't deny that it's relaxing in a way to take a nap with you and see you so calm and at peace.

When Gojo joins, it become's a Cuddle Puddle™

As long as it doesn't harm your health, they tolerate it, they themselves don't sleep much, so they are happy that you have better habits than them)

(Since Geto is not corrupted here, his parents are alive) Geto's parents practically adore you. and when you visited them for the first time and they treated you so familiarly and lovingly, you cried.

You like the Gojo Clan, they spoil you a lot, they aren't as affectionate, but they are definitely MUCH friendlier than your paternal family.

The higher-ups tolerate you, they know they shouldn't mess with you, although I definitely think they would take some action against your mother/father.

Honestly there's not much to do anymore.

There are times when you have to end up just like your mother, that one day you will lose yourself and end up like her... it terrifies you. On those types of days they both wrap you in a blanket (like sushi), make your favorite food and generally let you do whatever you want to do (watch movies, talk, play something, etc.).

It is worth knowing that they are there.

Although of course, if your concern arises more from someone (or more specifically, YOUR FATHER) doing something to you that leaves you in that state, they will do the same, only they will hold your face and tell you directly, looking into your eyes , that they would NEVER, EVER, let something like this happen to you as long as they live, EVER.

which is quite surprising, seeing them this serious and even somewhat...off guard, they never thought about that possibility until you brought it to the table.

but in any case it only validates his points about certain things.

(Is it still too late to annihilate your father?)

In general, they are more understanding of you because of your turbulent background but also more patient and willing to be vulnerable to show that they are serious about you. who love you

and above all, they will help you face demons both from the outside world and from the inside.

Thank you for reading ❤️

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untilwedont · 4 months

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Better Luck Next Time

a/n: this is a remake of my first ever fic on tumblr :) thank u so much for 1000 followers, that means so much to me 🌸💌

pairings: Peter Parker x M!Reader

Warnings: Angst, $u!c!de, Depression, Cussing

“m/n, it was just a kiss! one kiss! i-it meant nothing!” peter exclaimed. he was lying, like usual. the lies that he told just became more and more frequent. his eyes were completely dry, but he was very obviously stressed. maybe it wasn’t from the fact that he was going to lose m/n, but that fact that he was caught. “a kiss?! peter thats bullshit and you know it! I— I thought we had something!-“ m/n yelled back, although he was cut off by pete. “we do have something!” he tried to calm you, but that was just his way of manipulating you into loving him again.

“oh, but did we still have something when I saw you not only kiss her, but— but touch her? Your hands were all over her, peter! so don’t..- don’t tell me that we have something when you know we don’t!” at that point, tears streamed down m/n’s face like a waterfall, never ending. “m/n..” peter tried talking, but was quickly shut down.

“just save it, peter. all the things I did before with you, I wish I could take it all back.. everything! because it never meant anything to you, did it? I swear I tried to do everything I could to keep this relationship stable, but obviously that meant nothing. God— i wish i never met you.”

peter was silent. his mouth was slightly agape, but not a word came out of it. maybe he was left speechless, maybe he really couldn’t care enough to stabilize the relationship. the second maybe is probably the most accurate one..

“peter im done. we’re done. I never want to see you again.” m/n said, leaving the room without giving peter the chance to say something.

when you got home, you were a crying mess. you didn’t have to look in the mirror to know it, it was just obvious. nobody was home. It was just you alone. alone with your thoughts. ones that weren’t so good to have. nonetheless, you took this as a chance. something you’d regret, or probably wouldn’t.

you didn’t want to stay anymore. you couldn’t. life was hard enough already, and peter cheating was just the cherry on top. opening the bathroom cabinet, you grabbed a container that just so happened to be filled with pills. you looked up at the mirror. “i look like a mess.” you mumbled, shaking heavily as you opened the cap of the pill bottle.

you dumped a handful onto your shaky hands, setting the container on the ground. a minute passed as you just stared at yourself, pondering your thoughts. slowly, your hands raised to your mouth, though it didn’t feel like it was from decision.

shoving them into your mouth, you swallowed best you could before leaning your back against the wall. your vision became blurry as you slid down slowly. your breathing became heavier and it felt like your throat was slowly closing. you became hot. sweat dripped down from your forehead. you knew it was just a matter of time before death came along. “time for a nice, long nap..”

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OG:

"M/N, I promise, it was just a kiss!." Peter tried telling me. He was lying, I knew he was. Not even a single tear coming out his eyes. Eyes dry, as mine were glossy. Tears coming out of my eyes, rolling down from my cheek onto the hard floor. "A kiss?! Are you joking Peter? You guys were all up on each other. How do you expect me to sit here and just... believe the lies you're telling me?!". "M/N..." I cut him off , "No peter. You know, who was there with you when you felt down? when you felt like you couldn't continue on anymore? Who was with you every step of the way? I was Peter. Did you ever decide to check up on me? On how I was ever feeling?. Peter, I swear on my life I always try." Peter was speechless, but I could tell he didn't care. He never did. Or maybe I was being too overdramatic? Surely not, right? "I'm done with you peter. I'm fed up with you. I never want to see you again." I was sure I'd never see him again. Before he could speak, I walked out. I slammed the door behind me and ran home. G

I got home, I looked like a crying mess. I knew it did but I didn't mind. I noticed no one was home so I took this as my chance. I knew if I didn't, I wouldn't want to do it later. I couldn't stay in this horrible world any longer. I grabbed a container that held pills and ran to the bathroom. As I opened the container, I looked up at the mirror. "God I look horrible". I thought to myself. It didn't matter though, soon i'd be gone. I took a handful of pills and shoved them in my mouth. I slowly sat on the ground, my whole body shaking. Is this what it's like? As I looked around the room, everything became blurry. I slowly closed my eyes, knowing what was about to happen to me. Better luck next time.

#male reader #gay #malereader #male!reader #peter parker x malereader #peter parker #marvel x male reader #peter parker x male reader #andrew garfield x male reader #tom holland x male reader

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life-winners-liveblog · 4 months

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Ooooo a trade? Delightful! It's like a book exchange! Alright, Here I go! :D

How about "Blue Beard"? :D

Once upon a time lived a very rich man, who, due to his blue bread instilled fear and disgust into anyone who saw him.

The men had been Married to 5 different women in the past but each of them disappeared mysteriously.

The one everyone called Blue Beard was now looking for a new spouse.

All of the ladies around obviously avoided him at all costs but one of them, blinded by all the money agreed to wed the terrible man.

A month after the wedding, Blue Beard left on a trip and on his way out gave the lady the keys of the house,

BUT there was one room that she was never to enter under any circumstance.

So of course the instant her husband leaves the house curiosity takes her and she opens the room.

Only to find inside where Blue Beards' 5 previous wife's limp body hanging on the walls.

The lady in her terror dropped the key into a pool of blood.

She ran out of the room and cleaned everything up like nothing happened but unfortunately, no matter how much the scrubbed, the blood would not leave the enchanted key.

In despair, the lady called her siblings for help.

Her sister living nearby immediately rushed in to comfort her. But her brothers, a dragon and a musketeer, were nowhere to be seen.

Eventually, Blue Bread came home and discovered the blood on the key.

He was about to kill her but she begged to have one last moment to pray. He agreed and locked her in a room to pray.

Her sister who had hidden herself kept looking outside in the hope that their brothers would come but they were yet to be seen.

By the end of the day Blue Bread had enough and he all but grabbed the lady by the hair, knife to her neck.

When suddenly the sister screamed, "They are here!"

During the brief moment of confusion, the door slammed open, and the brothers rushed to they're sisters' rescue.

Blue Bleard was slain, and the lady inherited all his riches and she remarried to a nice man.

She lived happily ever after!~*

In other versions of the story, she doesn't have siblings and she gets devoured :)

There it is! Your turn now! :D

-Fae

Scott: Huh, thats a pretty interesting one to start with, I don't see the problem with having blue hair though, I do and I am very attractive in my humble opinion.

Scar: Story time!

Scott: Oh right! A long time ago, back during the second reign-

Grian: Second reign?

Scott: It's a Rivendell history thing, our history is divided in "reigns". The first reign is what we call the first 100 or so years of our empires history while the second reign is the longest reign as it spans around 350 years. When I was made Emperor it was the 79th year of the 6th reign.

Grian: I see...

Scott: Anyway, during the second reign this bard compiled a bunch of stories and folklore into a collection and published it and It's still read in Rivendell to this day. One of those stories is the story of Penelope.

Scar: Ohhhh!

Scott: Penelope according to the tale was a young woman who lived in poverty and who scavanged small animals to survive. One day while hunting a bear arrived and attacked her forcing her to run deep into the woods, losing her way back in the escape.

Scar: *gasp*

Grian: It's just a stor-

Scar: Shhhhhhhhhhh

Scott: After walking around for hours Penelope found a dilapidated house inhabitated by a very old and frail woman, the woman offered Penelope a cup of tea and the two started talking. The woman after having heard of Penelopes suffering offered her gifts. First she offered a big piece of raindeer meat, but Penelope refused for she was afraid the old woman would starve during the winter. Then the woman offered a heavy bear hyde but this gift was also refused for Penelope was afraid old woman would freeze to death without it during the winter. The old woman tried offering her pet rabbit but Penelope refused for she was afraid the old wonan would be alone during the winter. The woman then told Penelope the way back home and offered her a small dirty rock as a token of gratitude and Penelope accepted it.

Grian: ...a rock?

Scott: Once back home however she discovered that the rock was actually a diamond, she first tried to find the hut again but couldn't find it so she went to the jeweler and sold it, gaining enough riches to live in wealth the rest of her life and still have money to help her once fellow impovirished.

Scar: ... Will this one have a good ending?

Scott: Eventually after many days the emperor having heard of the gem interrogated Penelope and discovered the location of the hut. He then irrupted into the old womans hut and demanded a diamond. When the wonan said she didn't have more the emperor asked her for the meat, the hyde and the rabbit and the old woman was forced to give them to him. On his way back however the meat attracted a hoard of wolves, in his fear he dropped the rabbit and it bit the horse of the emperor, the emperor fell of the scared horse into a lake and the heavy leather pushed him to drown.

Scar: ...

Grian: Serves him right..

Scott: The old lady was actually a witch and those three items were cursed, with her magic she made Penelope the empress of Rivendell and everyone lived happily ever after... There was actually an empress back in the first reign called Penelope so this story might have some historical roots that got muddled in the years between the first and second reign.

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the way i think about my stories can be so annoying bc there will be a point when i reach a certain story beat after which i dont know how to continue, and the way i do find are usually ... not good .. or i imagine it is not so i think man i cant do that thats so dumb and annoying i gotta think of something better, but then i cant come up with anything better bc once i got a solution to soemthign i cant think of anything smarter- and then i get bored of it as a whole bc man, this really was stupid from the start wasnt it

(this is all some stupid rambling and does NOT represent anythign that will happen in destiny, i swear the actual story with a proper end makes much more sense)

listen to me rambling but this morning i thought about the essentialyl non-canon good "ending" of destiny, a kind of self indulgent dumb lil alternative where everyone lives blah blah, but then of course it cant just end there, bc the end goal of the both of them is to find out the gods plan and secrets and also kill the gods, as you do, then i got a certain point that i found cool (which initially came from the whole thoguht of what if zelda game but you could play demise and it took place after the alternative ending in which the goal is to get rid of the gods) where the fight one of the gods but are kinda losing and as the god is trying to devour demise, as gods do, he abandons his body and his spirit/core, who cant exist without his body so hes still connected through the spirits tail , and climbs through the gods interdimensional weird 'mouth' while its trying to rip him apart to reach the core of the god in a last attempt to take them down with him, while hylia is fighting to keep the god from severing the thin connection he still has to his body but fails just as he reaches the core so the god is killed but his core is immediatelly starting to dissolve and hylia manages to grab his core and put it back into his body and flee from whatever is happeing to that dead god back into hyrule

he survives but is incredibly weak as his spirit has lost half of itself (blade spirits are also forged throguh sacrificing part of their spirit/core permantently but this is besides the point, none of this makes sense anyway), something he obviously hates but cant do anything about really, once a part of their core is gone its gone (not like lost energy but gone gone) but the core is also slowly dissolving further which is a death sentence with no way to act against- then theres a whole quest to .. well, stop that, while hes falling back into self hatred and fear bc hes now so weak that hylia can break his bones without any effort if she were to treat him in any way similar to before and to a deity that all their life was never so fragile, one whos most defining feature IS his power and strength to keep going no matter what, thats gotta be pretty existentially dreadful (and also its a set back to know that they cant just go fight the gods together like that, theres still two more and he cant fight like that)

then i wondered ok what if then, even if the time doesnt quite line up but at this point the entire prophecy cant be done anymore either so everythings out of order, the cloud barrier weakens and zelda is abducted (not by ghirahim) and link goes and tries to find her, but since everythigns not as it should have been he meets hylia and demise (disguised tho) and they immediately know who he is and then go along and try to help link find his friend (hylia does it bc she got the idea to make him find the triforce and wish demises spirit to be restored, since only a mortal can do that and links the most likely candidate to be able to go through the trials of it since he was supposed to already, even if the circumstances are different- demise goes along with it bc hes still trying to deal with essentially slowly dying and not knowing what to do with himself since hes afraid to get into fights or similar, much to his disdain, so hes acting like a companion of sorts, a mentor figure in a way, not knowing what hylias plan is)

i found the idea kinda interesting to have them be like a lil group that goes on links adventured with him, but with strangely intricate knowledge of how the dungeons work, link still doing the heavy lifting but them being there like parents cheering on their kid in a competetion, all the while putting the whole puzzle and dungeon aspect in a way different light bc half of them were never completed (they wanted to escape the prophecy after all) so they all work completely differently, some bosses being maybe some of the gods creatures instead (like the skysw guardians)- the mid journey point being that they find zelda, and who kidnapped her, it being one of the shiekah having most closely worked with hylia before the whole -break the prophecy- thing started (idk if it would be impa .. idea is neat) and is hellbent on making the gods plan work out like it was supposed to, kinda like the inverse of the games plot, so they got ahold of zelda as part of making her into the new hylia (despite hylia being .. right there, but they dont believe it is her truly since the true tm hylia would never betray the gods- ALSO a paralel to how the downfall of demises world worked bc his mortals turned on him after he started destroying their version of the triforce in the belief destroying it would be the only way to save mortals from going to war agaisnt each other for it over and over, mortals believing that their true deity was gone and replaced by a demon despite demise being ..right there)

after link wins the fight and frees zelda from them they in a kind of last effort to do anything against their group they stab demise, normally that wouldnt do shit against him but in his already fading away situation it basically puts him from very slowly dying to actually dying, as a reaction to it hylia kills the mortal (maybe impa idk), which is the first time she does anything like that to a mortal but i like the idea of her being actually super ruthless when it comes to things she cares about

now with a much more dire time limit hylia sends demise back to essentialyl go hide in her temple and try to not die and to trust her having a plan to make this all still work out- he does and once he is away she reveals pretyt much the entire story around why and what is happenign to link and zelda, hylia herself cant go above the clouds as the barrier is still partially up and she cant do anything to reach the triforce either - so she sends link and zelda to go do that, and it works out in the end bc even knowing the truth know, demise was with them on half of their journey so they know and care, he WILL be mad about them wasting their wish on him (even if he is still happy to be alive- i imagined scene where hes watching himself fall apart and die, alone in hylias temple, having to come to terms with the fact that after everything they had went through hed still die alone- it made me cry while thinking about it, yes, yes you are allowed to laugh)

i didnt get that much further but his spirit was essentially reset to when he was in his prime back in the day through the triforces power- something he both likes and despises, it being the gods power of all things that lets him live again, but also lol to use it agaisnt them by giving another chance to the gods greatest enemy- the next plan is of course to kill the next one of the gods but much better prepared, as they cant just go and do the same thign again (neither wants that), one idea was that hylia goes on a secret quest to try and bring back courage (the third deity that demise killed when his world was still thriving) but it involves diving back into the realm of the gods so she doesnt tell him at first, i do think theyd go together in the end, not to fight but to release courage; the whole thing is also an elaborate revenge plot of hylia, how dare the gods do that to him!!

anyway thats most of what i got from that thinking session but its so frustrating bc none of this is even in the actual comic (since it ends in a way that leads into canon skysw, this is some brain fart nooo i want blorbo to live and succeed!!) and its also convoluted and kinda dumb, the idea to inverse the games plot in a way (instead of it being ghirahim trying to bring demise back its someones plan to make the gods prophecy happen no matter what) is neat but i cant have demise almost dying be the thing THREE TIMES, it kinda undercuts his character and is way too much centered around him, all three times also more or less involving it needing help from others to get him back, when his whole thing should be being unkillable bc he jsut keeps refusing to die, also hylia is, as of now in this spaghetti derailment of random thoughts, way too much of a side character, which i dont like, and it all would make people not like demise when im trying to do the exact opposite of that in the main actual comic

i know being super self indulgent and jsut doing what you want is good for the most part but theres a point where it becomes stale cringy fantasies about my blorbo tm and i wanna write at least decent stories- in the end none of this matters anyway as the actual REAL story of destiny is already pretty long and i got no plan to write that alternative 'good ending' anyway and i mostly just thought about it bc "i dont want blorbo to die :(" and "wouldnt it be fun if the entire plot of the game would get messed up and now demise link hylia and zelda etc can all just drink tea together and make plans to get rid of the gods that wanted them all to suffer needlessly"

i probably shouldnt post this as it was really only a vent to get out dumb thoughts from my brain before they poison me into losing interest of the biggest comic project i have worked on so far but i am unable to keep these things to myself so

if you read all of this, im sorry (´。＿。｀)

#ganondoodles talks #zelda #dare i tag it as that #long post #dont read unless you want to cringe #and yes i know even bad art and stories have value #and i know im not as bad as i always think #but this really is the kind of stuff that makes me embarrassed to even be able to think #its all shortened and badly written #but some scenes i got so clearly in my head its like a movie #and those scenes make my brain go wooooooooooooooooo even if they make no sense and i cant fit them together properly #uh oh self doubt #sorry im neither a professional artist nor writer #im autistic with a blorbo and one skill that i only have bc i didnt know what to do with my brains rapid train of thoughts other than draw #big time for “oh no i made people think i am better than i actually am- i am a liar and a cheater oh god” kind of thoughts #the want to just do whatever you want VS wanting to make soemthing of value VS not wanting to embarrass yourself

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ineffable-fanficton · 8 months

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99-day smut writing, this one is actually fluffier than most the rest of them are going to be.

Day 1: Kissing

♡ Aziraphale didn't know how he felt about Crowley and for that matter he didn't know how he felt about anyone. Because Aziraphale doesn't know how to handle his emotions. 6,000 years and still going on this earth, thousands of stories of romance and love he's read and he still doesn't understand how he- an angel- can feel that way.

He feels a certain way when he reads these stories, and thats because the only other person who's ever made him feel the way he feels when he reads these stories about people falling in love is Crowley. And despite the fact that Aziraphale can feel the love in the air, he somehow can't recognize the fact that he is in love with Crowley, and Crowley is in love with him.

Over the many, many years that the two of them have spent together neither of them realised that they were pining after eachother. The fear of rejection and losing that connection that they have was terrifying. So neither of them ever accepted the love. That was until right now. When Aziraphale is reading Jane Austens Pride and Prejudice for the probably 100th time. The bookshop is so quiet without Crowley around because quite frankly Aziraphale shoos away any customer who tries to step more than 10 feet inside the store.

There's nobody else he'd rather have around, and that was mostly he thought for the company and the fact that Crowley would never try to buy a book. Because Crowley refuses to read.

Aziraphale marks his page in the book and sets it down on his desk in which he always reads his books, he has two copies of the book, one copy in perfect pristine condition and another copy covered in pen and pencil, highlighter from Aziraphale taking notes in the margins of the books, and highlighting his favorite parts. His favorite parts were always the most romantic scenes. And sometimes Aziraphale was very imaginative he always wished something so romantic, like in the books, could happen to him.

Aziraphale stands up with a smile on his face as he always does when he finishes reading a chapter for the day. He goes to close up the shop as he sees a familiar black Bentley roll up to the parking space that was always the perfect size, as if reserved for one person, and one person only. That person, of course, is Crowley.

The tall red-headed demon rushes into the bookshop clearly dishelved. "Crowley? Are you okay? What happened?" Aziraphale questions the demon, rightfully so as Crowley was clearly very distressed.

"You will never guess what I saw, Angel." Crowley relaxes and looks into Aziraphales' eyes very seriously. "Gabriel and Beelzebub, they were, full on. You know, like making out. It was the craziest thing I have Ever seen." Crowley grabs onto Aziraphales shoulders.

Aziraphale lightly blushes and pushes Crowleys hands off of him. "That is quite the sight. Are you sure? Crowley this is quite bizarre." The Angel is obviously skeptical of what Crowley is telling him because well. An Archangel and a The Prince of Hell 'making out' seems like a very unlikely series of events.

"No! Angel I swear it's true. Look." Crowley pulls out his phone and goes to the photos album.

"Crowley, you took a picture? Isn't that an invasion of privacy?" Aziraphale looks at Crowley but he just rolls his eyes.

"Look." Crowley points at the picture on his phone and it is a very graphic photo of the two leaders making out.

Aziraphale feels a slight twang of jealousy, and for a moment he doesn't realise why. And then he does, and he understands what 6,000 years of pushing your feelings down does to a person. And he doesn't even know of Crowley feels the same. "They're definitely uh, going at it." Aziraphale tries not to be graphic but fails. The thoughts just keep flooding in and his imagination is running rapidly. But all he can wish right now is that it was Crowley and him in the photo.

"I know, it's crazy because if they can do it why can't w-" Crowley stops himself mid sentence. Aziraphale however is very clever and instantly caught on.

"What... were you going to say?" Aziraphale is admittedly shy, but he wants it just as much as Crowley does.

"Well, you know I was just saying if they can go and have a relationship... then why can't we?" Crowley cringes at how sappy and lovesick he sounds mostly because he tries to be cool all the time.

"Well we could." Aziraphale looks away and sort of blushes and that just edges the demon on some more. "You know, like have a relationship, sort of." It almost comes out as a whisper almost like the angel said nothing at all. But Crowley heard him, he heard that Aziraphale wanted it just as much as he did.

The demon reaches for the angels hand and he holds onto it, Aziraphale turns and looks the taller in the eyes. "Right so are you saying, that I can kiss you?" The demon asks smoothly as if Aziraphales answer isn't going to affect him at all, but it will. Aziraphale gives a small nod because he's afraid that if he says anything else he'd ruin the moment. Crowley takes of his glasses and sets them to the side onto a table and slowly leans into Aziraphale. The Angel has never been kissed before and he doesn't know how to react, he follows Crowleys lead and also starts to lean in.

Then Crowleys lips touch Aziraphales. Only for a small moment and then Crowley pulls back. And then Aziraphale let's out a small sigh. "Could you do it again?" The demon nods and leans in again, kissing the angel more passionately, this time soft lips entertwining in a sweet embrace. Aziraphales arms instinctively wrap around Crowleys neck as the kiss deepens into something much more urgent and sensual.

This isn't how Aziraphale would have expected his first kiss to go, or who he would have imagined it being with. No, he did imagined it with Crowley he just never thought that it would or could happen. The thought that it could end sent Aziraphale over the edge and he started to kiss Crowley more longingly. And Crowley wasn't complaining. Aziraphales hands went into Crowleys hair lightly tugging and wishing they could somehow get closer. Crowley guides them over to the couch hardly breaking their kiss. Sometimes not having to breath has its perks.

Crowley sits on the couch pulling the angel onto his lap. Crowley breaks away from the kiss causing Aziraphale to whimper lightly. Crowley just smirks and starts to kiss the angels cheek and jawline and down his neck. Causing him to whimper and shake, in all of his 6000 years alive, he had never been touched like this and it felt amazing. "Crowley, I- this is absolutely wonderful." He sighs as the demon nibbles at his neck and collarbone. Then back up to his mouth again.

"Oh Angel, this is just the beginning. Seeing you like this makes me so happy." Crowley kisses the angle deeply. A kiss so full of love that Aziraphale doesn't realise how he's never realised that the Demon loved him before this. Years and years oh he could have had this so long ago. Aziraphale pulls away and looks into Crowleys eyes.

"I'm glad, we came to this conclusion." Aziraphales fancy talk makes Crowley laugh and he hugs him. Aziraphale buries his head into crowleys neck in a warm embrace.

"I think I love you Crowley." He whispers lightly into the demons skin.

"You think? Well I know I love you Angel." Crowleys hands rest on the small of the angels back and he rests his head on the angels head the smell of his blond curls intoxicating the demon.

"I never realised isn't that strange?" Aziraphale says mindlessly, "I never realised how much I wanted you before now." But it's true the angel has always wanted Crowley, but he was much too afraid to admit it. So, in a way, Gabriel is to thank for this, not that he'd ever want to thank Gabriel.

"Mhm, I've always known. I just didn't wanna admit it." Crowley smiles lightly. "Good thing we got it all figured out though, now we have forever to do this more often." The demon smirks at the thought of what he might do to the Angel, but that might be for a later time considering they're being romantic and sappy right now.

"Good, I want to do this more often." Aziraphale sighs and closes his eyes to give in to his imagination and just let it run free. He no longer has to read romance to feel love, because now he has an unlimited supply right in front of his very eyes. ♡

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candyskiez · 9 months

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rewatched nimona. once again, going insane!

specifically, the ballister and nimona fallout.

a thing that didn't dawn on me first watch is that he says she tried to make everyone hate him so she wouldn't be alone.

not that she wanted to destroy the city unless I am. Massively forgetting something. not that she was going to kill him.

he thinks she wanted a monster like her. someone who would be her friend and never leave.

even when he's straight up going propaganda drowned little bitch on her, he thinks that she was trying not to be alone. which is so so interesting to me? absolutely not better in any way shape or form, wtf ballister, but SO interesting.

really drives in propaganda overriding what he genuinely knows about her. he KNOWS she was terrified of being alone. he knows her. he knows that she wants a friend so so bad, he doesn't doubt that.

and he STILL turns on her. that's what fucks nimona up so bad. he knows her, knows what she's like. but the second someone tells him she's evil? he turns on her. he knows her, knows what she's like and what she's afraid of and what she wants, and he encorporated those things into why she would manipulate him. he knows her and he STILL gave up on her the second he was told to. (hello trans metaphors??) he still decides she's an evil creature, even if he doesn't fully believe it. because at the end of the day, it doesn't matter if he truly believes she's a monster. what matters is that he treated her like one.

that's what fucks her up so bad. it was gloreth all over again. they both knew her, saw her vulnerable and trusting, but someone told them to hate her and suddenly none of that mattered.

that's why ballister was able to stop her, I think. because he chose to believe in her. even when she was very very incriminating, snarling and rampaging through the city. it would be SO easy to see a monster.

and he still risked his life to save her.

still not an excuse obviously, they gotta TALK post movie that's for sure just... fuck if that isn't powerful.

it would be so easy to see a monster rampaging. to take it as confirmation. and he sees she's only defending herself. and hell, she causes some (emphasis on some) of the damage! she breaks a building (with the killing monsters ad) and steps on shit. but fuck, she's....she's breaking down. she's lashing out at everything that hurt her. this is a terrified, traumatized kid who just wants to fucking die lashing out at the world who rejected her. and the VAST majority of the damage is caused by the people attacking her. she's defending herself and lashing out at everything that hurts and she's being branded as a monster for it. this is her trying to defend herself from everything around her.

he left her behind when she needed him the most and he's realizing it. and he doesn't apologize to her to save the city. he apologizes to her to save *nimona.* to save his sidekick. to get her down from that edge. he can't lose her. THATS why he runs to save her. not to make her not destroy the city, but because he cares for her and he doesn't want her to die.

I am not emotionally the same after this fuckin MOVIE, MAN

#nimona spoilers #nimona #ballister boldheart #suicide tw #cw suicide #tw suicide #suicide cw #sui cw #cw sui #tw sui #sui tw

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swiftfootedachilles · 1 year

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Hi! You asked for an ask and I’m always down to ask so…do you have any headcanons about Mickey’s time in Mexico?

wow you managed to ask me about the only thing of this show that i HAVENT rlly thought about so hats off to you

uhhhh okay first, PRE-MEXICO. i think mickey broke out in the first place because he knew ian wasnt gonna wait for him. i think if ian didnt break up with him and dedicated himself to being a prison boyfriend (?) mickey wouldve stayed in. (i also think he wouldve found a skeevy defense lawyer who owes the milkoviches some debts and appealed his conviction bc lets be honest its total bullshit that he got locked away just based off sammi's unreliable testimony. like where the fuck was debby to lie under oath and say mickey was with her the whole time and she saw sammi take more pills than usual and go outside to move things. sorry im losing the plot this is NOT the time to discuss my s6 rewrite.) mikey haf absolutely no reason to stay in prison, stay in chicago, so i think after nearly 2 years of no visits from ian he just gave the fuck up. why not try to escape? hes smart, he can conjure up a decent plan, right? worst case scenario he goes back to prison, which didnt really fucking matter to him bc he was in prison anyway and he just. didnt care anymore.

so, he broke out and contacted ian ina last-ditch effort to get the love of his life back. he knew ian wasnt gonna wait for him, but at the docks hes obviously still shocked to hear ian moved on fast enough to have a boyfriend already. then ian agreed to go to mexico and mickey was SO READY to start LIVING HIS LIFE. he thought that would be IT. him and his lover in mexico at the beach, getting away from all the bad memories of chicago and having a place to START OVER!!! then ian changed his mind last minute and mickey was fucking CRUSHED. AGAIN. and all of a sudden now hes in mexico alone and all his previous plans went out the fucking window because he totally didnt spend the past few days rearranging his plans to revolve around ian being with him.

i dont really think a lot about mickey's time in mexico. i think he was sad. i think he was angry. i think he just did what he could to stay alive and try to move on but he never really didnt. i think he kept his head low and did his job in the cartel and tried to learn spanish but it was too fucking hard so he gave up on that pretty quickly and attached himself to the multilingual members of the gang. i definitely dont think he had a boyfriend. im sure he fucked around with other guys, but i also think he spent more time laying in his shitty apartment that he shared with like 4 other guys trying not to cry too loud thinking about what could have been.

i also dont think he worked for el chapo lmfao sorry to anyone who thinks that but the timeline doesnt even line up. and if he somehow did have a part in taking down el chapo he wouldve been put in witness protection. he probably wouldve gotten killed anyway tho

my dumb ass didnt realize he got a new tattoo until like deep into s10 and i gaslit myself into thinking it was always there LMFAO but i love that he got another tattoo there. i like to think this one was with a clean needle. i dont think this happened in canon, but MY mickey wouldve gotten a tongue piercing! perhaps other ones too. a couple other tattoos, a cartilage piercing, an eyebrow, his nipples. idk. just to change his appearance more. yeah. thats. the only reason.

anyway i think he got back into the US by working with an undercover cop and being a part of a pre-planned drug bust that included him being "arrested" and making it seem like he got extradited to the US only for being wanted. if he wouldve just waltzed into a precinct and said "hey i got dirt on this cartel" his as wouldve been killed so quickly. it needed to be a lot more covert so the other members didnt catch on and get rid of him. i do think eventually they probably figured out he was the anonymous witness whose interviewed were used in trial, which is why when he gets released in s10 the CO tells him the cartel is looking for him. sorry im going all Law & Order here talking about a s6 trial and now a trial against the cartel i need to stop

#if hea trying not to get tracked down he should probably get that tattoo covered up #i could go into my post-s11 headcanon of everyone needing to fake his death kinda like s1 frank but More. but i shant. i have to go to work #long post #wall of text #sorry yall but i dont want this to be under a readmore i want it to be all There!!#gallavich meta #shameless meta #shameless #asks #mickeysgaymom #will retead and edit if needed once i get to work and have a mfing break #ok to rb obviously #gallavichmeta

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acredb · 3 months

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🩶 - Hey! Please ramble about your current favorite AU you have, it can be an AU of anything. I love when people lore dump on me <3

hi anon! i have so many AUs that I can't pick a favourite, so i might just give a [not so] quick summary of all if thats okay!

Shattered Souls- JSaB [with headcanons from the pink corruption] AU

MC: Cube

This AU was probably the one that got me through some of my darkest thoughts, and because I was a mere youngin when I created it, it's obviously mostly foom, gloom and despair. Not long after the [pink] Corruption ended across Paradise, when all the corripted shapes were either purified/cured, reformed or exterminated, one of Cube's friends, Lycan, decided to host a house party in his and the other hero's favour. Several toasts were made, a lot of noise and commotion, loud thank yous and sorrys, you get the point. Now the thing is it that Cube sucks at social interaction, even in Present Era SS. Man's trying his best to hold out, but the large crowds are doing numbers for his already frazzled nerves and he ends up closing himself in the bathroom, trying to avoid a panic attack. He kinda succeeds, kinda fails, and this is where one of the recurring themes in SS starts to come into play: possession. While he's trying to avoid a nerbous breakdown, a little spooky demon thing ever so kindly tries to influence him to let þem take control. Unfortunately, because Cube’s stress and nerves are lying on beds of needles, þey don’t even need a ‘yes’ from him, and end up starting to poison his thoughts, his words, his actions. He catches on, though, and leaves the house party in a rush, Heli sees him, and follows after. She loses him, before finsing him again, kneeling [almost limp] in a clearing of the nearby forests/woodlands. She goes to help, and he, uh, violently and brutally kills her. Well, not him. Anyway, when the sneaky demon bratty boy[neutral] decides þey’re done with him, they leave him to pass out and wake up later, next to the bleeding corpse of one of his closest friends! How thoughtful! When he comes to, he [understandably] freaks out. Mental breakdown level freaks out. Holding the desecrated body of that helicopter in his arms, blood dripping down his hands, his jaw, he ends up crying, screaming apologies to the corpse in his arms, not noticing the rustling in the bushes behind him. Speaking of the bushes, behind them peeked a golden coloured hexagon, whose eyes immediately widened when she saw the carnage. Holy shit. Cube just fucking murdered someone. Also freaking out, she runs off, shaken, while Cube, also shaken with no idea of what to do now, just leaves Heli there while he also flees. [Man didn’t even bury her…for shame… /j] Cut to him back at his house, desperately trying to wash the blood off his hands, his robes, under his nails, between his fingers…but oh god, the feeling isn’t going away…so he gives up. He doesn’t look bloody at least…man proceeds to pack up his shit to throw in the wash when he’s calm enough to think again. Which he isn’t. No matter how many times he wipes his cheeks, the tears just keep flooding back. So what can he do? He can’t go to the cops, they’ll have his head on a stick! B’sides, who’d even believe him? He blacked out in a forest and woke up near a corpse? How totally believable! So he doesn’t do anything. Super productive, I know. /j Eventually, the cops do come knocking, asking about the disappearance of some helicopter from the Cyan Peninsula, and asking him if he knows anything because he was close to her. Cube’s starting to freak out, not gonna lie. Uh oh. He tries his damndest to make his fear look like nervousness, worry, an allat, and it seems to work, even though the police don’t seem to believe him. They ask a couple questions, he gives a couple answers, they seem satisfied, and it all runs smoothly. Up until he’s mailed a letter about a court trial. Shit. Gonna skip some parts, Cube gets found guilty of murder and exiled, before people find out about the demons from other experiences/sources. He’s told he can come back, which he barely believes. He’s just scared to, to be honest. I mean, he hasn’t been so stressed in his life. Amd of course, because ol’ acred’s AUs here can’t have a moment of peace, when Cube returns some kind of sickness starts to spread, spreading through the landscape via some black goo/slime subtance amd through shapes by turning the-

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i-sveikata · 3 months

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hellooo! it’s 4 a.m in my country and i just have finished reading the last chapter of graveyards! i have a few questions if you feel okay to answer them (and my english is not perfect, hope i don’t make many mistakes)

i can see that vegas is very obsessed with pete. the way he sees pete as his equal and feels fascinated when pete fight backs is interesting. but where does vegas’s obsession come from? as far as i understand, they stayed in the safe house for a few days. how did he get SO obsessed with him to the point of going against his father for the first time in his life? can we say that he was in love with him when he did that?

i can see vegas’s obsession but i feel like pete is also obsessed with vegas, maybe not as much as vegas but he certainly can’t give up on him. why is that? where does his obsession and fixation on vegas come from?

did vegas and pete ever have an interaction before he kidnapped pete? or did you follow kp series’ plot for that? is it possible for vegas to actually have an interest for pete before all of these happened?

do you think there’s a limit for the things vegas would do for pete? i can see that he would do anything for him or to have him, but is there anything that he would not do no matter what?

what would vegas do if pete left him? after they got back together?

maybe it’s just me but vegas’ obsession towards pete is so magically fascinating and it made me obsessed too! i love these kind of plots a lot and yours is definitely the most interesting one! are you planning on writing vegas pete fictions in the near future? or do you have any recommendations to read (obsessed vegas plot)?

i actually had more questions but i don’t want to annoy you, plus my english is not good 😭 i hope you are having a wonderful day:)

for the word guessing game: “obsessed, ring, lead, sob or weep (are they different or the same words?😭) tears” please if you have it 🙏

hey there!! wow 4AM goodbye sleep hahahaha. of course happy to and your english is great!!

oh very good question! from memory they were in the safe house for a little over a week but yeah for a normal person that's nowhere near enough time to fall in love.

the way ive thought of it is that pete is the very first person to see all of vegas as he is, at his worst, at his ugliest, without flinching away or trying to kill him out of disgust or fear like so many other people have tried to do and that's where vegas' obsession stems from.

id say hes never once in his life felt seen before like this and so he's latched onto pete like a lifeline because pete makes him feel like more of himself without thinking that hes wrong or horrible or a failure. im not sure i would say that he was completely in love because obviously he was in a delusion about the situation but i do think it was a very obvious stepping stone to realising how vital pete was to him and how being around him makes him feel as opposed to say his father who constantly wants to squash him into the ground and make him smaller. by trying to kill pete his father set vegas even more against him than he meant to, because of course there was no way vegas was going to give up on the idea that someone could just accept him how he is and choose not to kill him. after pete did something like that, there was no way vegas would risk losing him.

pete is definitely to some extent hyperaware of vegas now but that stems from everything that happened between them and everything about himself that vegas has forced him to confront. pete knows vegas is inevitable but hes choosing how to accept that in a way that works for him. plus i think the second pete started to let himself care for him to actually be concerned for vegas' wellbeing was the moment he was gone. because thats such a innate part of him being a carer and once he pulled vegas into that small compartment of his where his grandmother, tankhun, chan and porsche already are there was no coming back.

nope they didnt really have any kind of meaningful interaction until vegas caught him. pete was trying too hard to stay under the radar and vegas didnt think he was all that interesting until he looked a bit closer

i honestly dont think vegas has a limit on what hed do for pete. not really. hes not very good with boundaries and he cares too much about pete to deny him anything. the real thing is whether or not pete would ask for something that would cross the line- but i dont really see him pushing beyond vegas' limits.

if pete left him and truly meant it i think vegas would be absolutely destroyed. it would take him a very long time to get over it or even to actually believe it. but if pete was serious i think he could back off. he would do it for pete, even if it was at his own expense and completely shattered him, he would put pete's needs above his own. even if that meant pete leaving him. but thats not likely to happen!

yeahhhhh i find it really fascinating too!! which is probably why i wrote a story this long delving into it hahahaha no i dont have anything else planned for the moment but that doesnt mean i wont. sorry im not good for recs i actually havent read all that much in the fandom tbh.

no worries feel free to ask more if you have them i dont mind!

Sure thing! I'll go with tears because we already did sob earlier and im pretty sure i havent used weep yet:

Pete doesn’t know what to say for that. It does sound plausible that Mr Kan could have been violently obsessed with Namphueng, but it’s also possible that Mr Korn has cleverly crafted the story to explain away his true actions and motivations.

"They all know you’re at the main family house in the thick of things and there’s already rumours spreading around here from the main family guards of a certain ring already being on your finger.”

Chan nods with the kind of acceptance that leads Pete to believe he was expecting this already. He knows Pete too well to be shocked by how he operates.

Macau seems to drink it like he’s not even aware of what’s happening and when he sets it back down, suddenly empty, he reaches up to dig his bent knuckles into the side of his eye, clearing away the tears that he doesn’t appear to want Pete to know about.

#fic asks #one word wip game #ill fill the graveyards until i have you

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belovedtylerr · 1 year

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Handshake

Summary: Stu thinks of a dumb way to celebrate their 'victory' of them 'getting away' with murder

Warning: mentions of murder🤷‍♀️

After th murders going around with Casey and Steve, Stu and Billy were trying not to mention anything that could make them suspicious (yk damn well Stu fucked it up but ok🥳) and so that night Stu and Billy decided to plan their next big kill.

Billy rode his bike to Stu's house, and parked it on the side before climbing through his bedroom window. Though Stu's parents weren't home, he still went through the window because it's 'quicker.' The window was left open as he climbed in, noticing Stu sitting on his bed in a daze. "Oh, hey Billy!" Stu said with a dumb grin on his face as always. Billy gave a small smile before sitting beside him. "So, about that party. Stu we need to plan this out and how we're gonna kill everyone. We can't just wing it." Stu nodded in agreement. "You still haven't, you know." Billy frowned. "She'll do it, I know she will."

Billy had talked for hours about planning and how to kill Tatum, and Randy, and especially Sidney. He talked about how hes going to introduce her to her own father who was trapped in Stu's house by now. Stu was paying attention but also zoning out at the same time. He always had dumb questions to ask or talk about, and of course he thought this would be the appropriate time to share.

"Hey Billy." Stu interrupted as Billy just looked at him, shutting his mouth. "How about we... Make our own handshake?" Billy stared at him. He seriously thought he was way more stupid than he thought. "Seriously, Stu? What are we, kindergarteners?" Stu just grinned. "Come on man, it'll be totally cool! I mean, think about it it'll be like our way of praise when we kill people." Billy was losing braincells by the second." You know what, if it'll shut you up for now then fine." Stu clapped his hands like a child, the dumb look still being present.

"Alright!! How should we do it??" Billy thought for a moment. He wasn't quite sure, he's never really done a handshake, much less think of doing one. They talked for a bit and tried to think of ideas before Stu coming up with one. They would move their hand from side to side, hitting their hands together, then a fist bump with one of them doing an explosion motion, then finger guns. Was it the best? Obviously not. But was it silly and dumb? Yes. And in Billys eyes thats all that mattered, besides it making Stu shut up for once.

It took the two of them a couple tries, it took longer than Stu expected. Mostly because of Billy being confused and having terrible timing. Stu thought it was easy but Billy was clearly struggling which caused him to giggle. Eventually, he got it.

The next day when the party happened, Billy had successfully killed Tatum. When he walked by Stu, they gave each other the new code, the handshake.

#stuilly #scream 1996 #billy loomis #stu macher

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androcola · 1 year

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I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR MORE ABOUT MICHAEL AND HIS MOTHER NOW PLEASE

How did she react when she found out her sister had her baby boy back at the ranch?

How much did they cry when they finally saw each other again?

Did Mike do the thing where the one person falls on their knees and hugs the other person with their face against their stomach?

How awkward was that for the other three?

I think initially mike was hesitant to let aunt kate tell his mom that he was back home, because he feared that maybe his father might still be there, and thats the last person he'd ever wanna see. But I think he and lucille divorced shortly after mike left, because that was the final nail in the coffin for the already extremely strained marriage. She definitely became very very very deeply depressed when mike left, she found it hard to work or to even get out of bed some days, all she did was cry and Allen couldn't stand it. I don't think he cared about his only son being gone, they already didn't have a good relationship. Obviously. So to make it short, no, he wasn't there anymore.

I'm gonna derail this ask a little cuz I wanna talk about them more specifically 💀

I feel like whenever I talk about mike and his mom, I make it sound like they had a great relationship! They,,, didnt really. It wasn't a bad relationship! It was just ,,,kinda unhealthy and probably had some kind of an effect on him by the time he was an adult. As I mentioned before, I feel like mike wasnt exactly,,,the first?? But he was the only chikd she seemed to be able to have, so that left her to have sort of an unhealthy relationship with him and vice versa.

(She probably was also a little unstable mentally because of the past trauma of complications and the strain of her bad marriage) so she doted on him Heavily and was certainly obsessed with him, and I think he liked it as a kid! Every kid would want lots of love from their mom, but I think as he got older it started getting weirder and weirder for him and I think it put a bit of a strain on their relationship. He still loved her deeply and she was the only person he ever loved (aside from Kate and his cousins) but needless to say their relationship was not perfect at all.

But I think it was a little better when they reunited (mainly cuz he no longer lives with her, so there's no way to judge really) but I think their reunion was very much needed for the both of them! I think she got it in her head that he,,,, probably had died. He hadn't contacted her for years and I think she just went through the mourning process as if he had passed away, so to see him again was very very overwhelming on so many levels, and it was very overwhelming for him too. There was definitely lots of crying and just blubbering from the both of them

I'd say it was a little awkward for the others, but more heartwarming than anything. I think Micky especially knew it was what mike needed, because no matter what he or them could ever do for his mental health, he continued to harbor that very very deep guilt and sadness for the way he abandoned his mother. He knew the way she was, he knew it would leave her absolutely broken, and he left anyway. It probably took him forever to finally truly forgive himself.

In the end it was definitely good for the both of them, and I think she tries her best to work and repair their strange relationship snd make it better on the both of them

But we can definitely see how her instability rubbed off a lot onto him with his later relationship with micky. He became pretty obsessed and almost with micky when they still lived together. He had that same fear of losing him or being abandoned by him, but unlike his mom, he never quite showed or ever voiced it. Not until davy and peter showed up but y'all all know about that

My final conclusion, mental illness runs in the fucking family

#asks #jathis #m&m headcanon #as we go along #i think the strain in their relationship definitely started to show when he became a teenager #naturally a teen is gonna want their space but she continued to try and smother him whenever she could see him #and even when he was an adult she had that ''even when youre 50 youll still be my baby'' kinda thing going on #she probably... treated him like a kid at times. talked to him like a baby. didnt take him seriously in the way he needed to be #they definitely had a fucked relationship #but it never lead him to hate her or never wanna see her again #mike: yeah my mom was kinda weird but im fine i turned out fine nothing happened to me im just fine #sorry for taking this in a pretty crazy direction. i just needed to get all tjis out #i love complexities

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oh oh also top 5 fictional characters...if you can sum them up with a little paragraph + why you like them if you know. regardless of source material type

oh man. okay i tried to not write an essay lenght post but i. ended up doing that anyway LOL. so ill save everyones dashes with a readmore

1. pucci. obviously….. the main villain of jojos stocean, an insane catholic priest trying to create ”heaven” on earth, that in short is a world where everyone will know their fates/futures from birth and will thus be able to avoid tragedy and/or make peace with the inevitable, as inspired by his backstory thats essentially a tragedy formed out of crazy coinsidences or ”faith”. he wants to make a world where things like that cant happen anymore and is willing to die to make it happen LOL.

idk man like where do i even start….. its very funny bc reading stone ocean there wasnt any single Moment where i went crazy mode about him it just gradually happened like i finished the story and thought about him a little and went ”Wow. WTF.” like im almost certain half of the things i think are interesting about him are accidental and ive just added to all the vague thematic implications he has but still. like hes very clearly inspired by characters like oedipus from classical tragedies and he embodies the main themes of the story hes in perfectly As The Villain (memories, faith, the avoidance of faith, the strenght of the human spirit and will etc etc). all the while being an interesting and TO MEE incredibly compelling and sad character in his own right, and also an interesting criticism of the catholic church and christianity at large (religious mania, justification and blindness to atrocities through god, apathy and nihilism towards the material existing world in favour of focusing on some uncertain World to Come etc etc). ARGH

2. almalexia…….. main villain of morrowinds tribunal dlc, a mortal turned god now losing her divinity and trying to hold on to it as she slips into insanity LOL.

this is definitely a character thats been elevated to me by my own musings on her and what ive seen others do with her as opposed to just the source material but i do still love her lots… i think i just have a bias towards delusional insane manipulative religious villains doing awful things that theyre convinced are necessary for a better world. that and girlbosses LOL

3. klaasje disco elysium….. a lover of the murdered man the plot of the game revolves around, shes on the run for corporate espionage and works as an important clue giver to the main character….

she so criminally underrated its CRAZYYY to me that people dont talk about her that much. anyway yet another two faced manipulative character on the list……. shes so interesting to me because shes clearly an incredibly sad and lost person with a lot of guilt all the while STILL being a bad person. shes the kind of character who wants to simultaneously die and to keep living no matter what, so she throws everyone she cares about under the buss so she can keep running and then turns around and associates with the worst people and parties too hard and lives very dangerously. idk. its interesting to me. that and shes also generally an incredibly charismatic character both in game and TO ME.

4. yuyuko touhou….. a ghost princess who rules over the underworld of hakugyroukyo. shes the main antagonist of touhou 7 in which she tries to resurrect an undead cursed cherryblossom tree and the unknown person buried underneath, only to eventually find out that the person buried is her very own corpse.

shes been my favourite character for like over a decade LOL. my first ever Blorberino if you will…. i just like her a lot i think shes a fun character as this mysterious hedonistic ghost aristocrat that likes to play dumb and relax even if shes incredibly smart and powerful. and also reading fanwritten doujins and fics about her (ill be fair) very sad backstory (was born as a cursed human and ended up killing herself and being sealed away by her gf so she could live a grief free afterlife with out memories) as a 13 year old did lasting psychological damage to me and my taste in characters I THINK

5. lady hideko from the handmaiden movie…… a japanese aristocrat living in occupied korea in her adoptive uncles mansion, she runs away from her abusive life with her handmaiden after they attempt to scam each other and fall in love instead

shes a random ass character to throw into this list LOL but i do love her…. one of the cinema characters of all time….. and yet another favourite of mine that falls into the Insane Manipulate character archeotype. i could talk about her more at lenght but this post is too long as is so like ill just say that shes a man hating lesbian that murders her abusers and ditches her societal status to go and suck some korean peasant boobs. so ofc i love her lost :)

#THANK YOU… AND SORRY FOR THE BEAST YOU UNLEASHED WITH THIS PROMPT

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