#at first i thought it was funny cause why are you guys having a slam poetry contest

[faunsoda]

#man i love cyborg raiden #but god damn if he isnt hard to draw #im starting act 4 of mgs4 today wish me luck #the scene on the plane with raiden and snake KILLED ME #at first i thought it was funny cause why are you guys having a slam poetry contest #but then raiden broke down and i was like #‘this is going to affect me for several days’ #if it gets any sadder than this (and im 100% sure it will) then my goose is cooked #ill be inconsolable /hj #anyways yeah i just wanted to infodump in the tags for a split second #mgs raiden #mgs4 raiden #mgs4 #my artwork

[wannaeatramyeon]

Hi, I would like to ask for a story / script about kabe-dong with the guys from Lookism (Seo is desirable, but you can make it to your taste)

God I love your work so much 😗❤️‍🔥

(Sorry for my English, I don't really speak it and I do everything through a translator)

Anon! Please don't apologise for your English, and through a translator?? Dedicated! Thank you for teaching me something new! I had to google this, and I didn't realise there's a name for this move. It might just be my greatest weakness ughhhhh.

Lookism x Reader: Kabedon with Samuel, Gun, Johan, Goo, Jake

+ HTF: Taehoon, Seongjun

Very different scenarios for each one. Daniel and Zack giving you a taster of what kabedon is 👇

You feel a tug on your wrist, whirling you around until your back slams against the wall, all air knocked out of your lungs.

"Oof!"

A hand lands onto the wall next to your head, and a solid body stands in front of you. Trapped.

.

.

Samuel Seo

Your eyes widen in surprise at his forwardness. This had been strictly off-limits according to him. Absolutely no funny business at work Samuel had warned.

"Samuel?"

You can see your own look of surprise reflected in his glasses as he smirks.

His free hand lands on your waist, caressing down to your hips before winding its way around to grope at your ass.

A very undignified squeak slips out.

"I couldn't resist," Samuel chuckles against your neck, leaving feathery kisses.

"Samuel... we... shouldn't!" You force out between gasps, though you make no move to stop him.

"I know," he says, pressing the full length of his body to yours. "Tell me to stop."

You blush furiously when you meet his eyes.

"Tell me to stop," he repeats again.

"...N-no." You stammer, and that's all the invitation he needs.

.

.

Gun Park

"Do I scare you?" Gun taunts, face inches from yours, smirk on his lips and victory within reach. He has you cornered and he knows it.

You give him a toothy grin, teeth stained with blood and tell him no. And that's the truth. This game of cat and mouse makes you feel alive.

He arches a brow, "Only an idiot would have no fear in their final moments."

You notice his hand against the wall trembling almost imperceptibly, the pose half for show, half needing the support to hold himself upright. His other arm hangs limp by his side, having lost use of it after your first strike. His left eye already beginning to swell and bruise. The crimson pouring from the slash on his stomach, your scratches on his chest, his split lip.

You want to see him drown in his own blood.

"Gun Park," your fingers walk their way up his ripped shirt until you reach his neck. "You can kill me but you would miss me."

Gun's curiousity is piqued, not being able to figure out your next move.

With a vicious yank of his collar, you smash his lips to yours.

.

.

Johan Seong

"Johan?! What are you doing here?"

At your words, all energy seems to leave Johan. He removes his hand and looks at you as if he doesn't know why he's here neither.

"Johan?" You ask, brows knitted in concern why your boyfriend would turn up at your school.

"I... " he starts, but can't bring himself to say the next words. He turns his head, averting your gaze.

"Is everything ok?"

Johan murmurs something under his breath that you can't catch.

"What?"

"Imissedyou" rushes out in a jumble. And then you notice the flush, from his hairline all the way down to his collar.

"Oh." This boy. Seriously. Can he get any cuter.

You tell him so and that's what causes his prickliness to return.

"I'm not cute," he scowls.

"Sure you're not," your words are insincere but Johan is placated, defences crumbling, when you reach up on your toes and kiss him.

.

.

Goo Kim

Goo blinks owlishly at you as you just continue to stare.

You expect him to do something, but he just stands stock still, not having planned this far ahead.

"Ok... Now what?" you ask.

"I dunno," A shrug. "Just thought it looked hot in animes. That was hot, right?"

You nod. Although you find almost everything Goo does pretty hot, which you would never tell him because his ego does not need any more inflating.

"Hmm," he taps his chin with his other hand for a moment as he thinks.

A devious glint in his eyes and smarmy grin appears.

"Wanna kiss?"

And unfortunately, you find that pretty hot too.

Goo knows he has you wrapped around his finger. You give another nod.

.

.

Jake Kim

"Fancy meeting you here," he purrs and the urge to roll your eyes doesn't come because with Jake, the line works.

Your thoughts fizzle and on auto-pilot, you move your lips to his. Just wanting a quick taste. Just for a moment... Before you snap to your sense.

"Jake!" you scold, face pinched, "You're interrupting!"

"Hmm? I thought someone was bothering you."

You glare at him, unswayed by his handsome grin.

"Sorry, sorry, where are my manners..." Smoothing his hair back, Jake turns and directs his charm to your classmate.

A rather cute and popular boy. Apparently. You didn't see it though. But everytime you mentioned him in front of your boyfriend, talking about your time spent together, him helping you out after school, Jake's jealousy would flare up. There's been a few times you haven't been able to walk properly for days after.

(So what if you occasionally use this to your advantage.)

Reaching out for a handshake, "Jake Kim. Y/N's boyfriend."

Jake at full force really is something to behold. He smiles and even throws a wink at your friend.

You see his magnetism take hold in real time.

Like something out of a k-drama, time slows down and a luminance radiates from Jake. The other boy gasps, taking in his tall stature, eyes running down his body hungrily and cheeks flushing.

His hand inches slowly towards Jake's. When they finally meet, an unexpected gust of wind literally sweeps your friend off his feet and straight into Jake's arms.

"N-nice to meet you," he stammers, now beet red, staring at Jake with stars in his eyes and making no effort to move. Who knew such solid and muscular arms could be so comfortable?

Third wheeling in the background, you loudly scoff at the scene unfolding.

.

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Seong Taehoon

"Get your stinkin' feet away from me!"

Your efforts to free yourself and push his leg away from the wall is futile. Taehoon unruffled and unmoving, watches with his hand in his pockets.

"Those are Korea's legs you're manhandling,"

"Hmph."

"You still mad?"

Evidently.

Taehoon clicks in tongue in exasperation, "Cmon, stop being an idiot."

"..."

"How is it my fault that I'm this hot."

"..."

"Why am I being blamed for those girls flirting with me?"

"..."

"I didn't do anything!"

"..."

"You should be happy you're with someone so handsome-"

You hand shoots out, having heard enough and wanting to clamp his stupid mouth shut.

Taehoon easily intercepts and holds it steady in his. Damn this guy and his lightning reflexes.

"Don't be like that," he brings your hand up to his lips and kisses your knuckles. "I'm yours, you dumbass."

.

.

Baek Seongjun

"You're here." Seongjun holds your chin with his other hand, thumb gliding along your lower lip.

"What can I say, I'm a big fan."

A very sticky situation for you if this got out: the producer should never mess around with the talent.

But what can you say, Seongjoon's appearance on your show led to the ratings hitting an all time-high. After one too many celebratory drinks with him and your team, lines quickly becoming blurred, you both discreetly bid everyone goodbye and ended up at his home.

"You're going to regret this." Seongjoon murmurs in your ears, shifting his weight, hands now working quickly to unbutton your pants.

The speed of your movement matches his as you almost tear his shirt open. "I already do."

#lookism #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #lookism x reader #samuel seo x reader #samuel seo #gun park x reader #gun park #johan seong #johan seong x reader #goo kim #goo kim x reader #lookism fic #jake kim #jake kim x reader #wannaeatramyeon #viral hit x reader #how to fight x reader #baek seongjun x reader #baek seongjun #baek seongjoon #seong taehoon x reader #seong taehun x reader #seong taehoon #seong taehun

[helpallthenamesaretakenblog]

The Judo Flip Scene; The Scene that Divided the Percy Jackson Fandom: What Went Wrong?

Annabeth grabbed his wrist and flipped him over her shoulder. He slammed into the stone pavement. Romans cried out. Some surged forward, but Reyna shouted, “Hold! Stand down!”

Annabeth put her knee on Percy’s chest. She pushed her forearm against his throat. She didn’t care what the Romans thought. A white-hot lump of anger expanded in her chest—a tumor of worry and bitterness that she’d been carrying around since last autumn.

“If you ever leave me again,” she said, her eyes stinging, “I swear to all the gods—”

Percy had the nerve to laugh. Suddenly the lump of heated emotions melted inside Annabeth.

“Consider me warned,” Percy said. “I missed you, too.

-Mark of Athena

This scene is one of the, if not most, controversial scenes in the entirety of Rick Riordan's books. It has caused many fans to go deep into the morality of the scene--into the question of boundaries, whether it is just a good boundaries into Percy and Annabeth's relationships or just abusive behaviour. In this post, I will talk about my opinion on, 'What went wrong?'

First, let us dissect this scene, shall we? We have Annabeth, who has lost her only proof of permanence for six months. The guy she was dreading would die for five years before she thought they had their happy ending was suddenly snatched in a time where she thought life couldn't get any better. During this time;

she saw jason falling in love with piper and was stressed that percy would be doing the same without her

she was stressed percy would never even remember her.

she canonically spent hundreds and thousands of drachmas (and probably time too) on iris messaging every monster and god she could just so that she could find him

she spent a WHOLE lot of energy on this.

she was probably advised by people in camp to find another guy, probably got these comments regularly

she was also troubled by athena's roman form to find athena parthenos statue and ditch finding percy, which must have been hard to handle

she was in charge of helping build a WHOLE WAR SHIP

she was also in charge of rebuilding the home of the gods

And you know what? It makes sense that she would have all of these emotions buried inside her. It makes sense that she would be angry, stressed, and depressed and that she would bury all of this inside. "During their separation, something had happened to Annabeth’s feelings. They’d grown painfully intense—like she’d been forced to withdraw from a life-saving medication. Now she wasn’t sure which was more excruciating—living with that horrible absence, or being with him again" Yep, homegirl was going through some stuff.

Though we don't know what his thoughts were on his point of view, from the fact that he laughs and never brings it up later, we can conclude that Rick wanted us to know that he didn't care, and that these interactions are common between both of them, though one could argue that isn't really reliable.

So; Annabeth having an outburst of emotions is a completely normal reaction, judging the amount of things she has gone through, even though it isn't the right way to express her feelings. But, why is the judo flip scene actually bad? Why did it give even percabeth shippers the ick?

The Way Rick Wrote It: Rick treated the scene as if it was funny, Annabeth was such a girly girlboss who did it to keep Percy in his place. "I only judoflip my boyfriend". And people were mad. Mad that girls are portrayed to be girlbosses by making them violent. Mad that this violence was against a guy who was implied to be abused in his childhood.

My Argument: This scene was written in a time where media with violent comedy was popular among kids (tom and jerry, oggy and the cockroaches, i see you), and that it aged badly. Another important thing: a lot of the fandom also thought of it as percabeth's most romantic moments, and hyped it up so much, which contributes towards the whole ick of the scene.

My Argument: One thing to take into account was that the romans were really on guard when the greeks arrived. they were scared it was going to be an ambush. so when annabeth judoflips percy, their nerves took over. i fully believe the humor of 'i only judoflip my bf' was just their way of diffusing a potentially dangerous situation of misunderstanding.

But in the end I do agree, the way this was written was a major disservice to the feelings that Annabeth was experiencing that time. Rick failed to portray that scene as an exhausted traumatised teenager having an unhealthy outburst of emotions, which is what it really was. Instead, he tried to make it a funny type of scene, and the fandom carried it forward by hyping the scene up as if it was one of percabeth's most romantic moments, and even though the intentions were good, he failed to convey the meaning behind what they said properly.

So now that we've answered the question this post was made for, I'd like to end this post with a positive note. I'd like to point out that in cotg, there is no moment that annabeth physically hurted (hurted is too much of an overstatement) percy if you think about it, which shows that she has improved. If you want proof, I searched any time where Annabeth teased percy physically when he said something 'stupid' and what I found was 'nudged me with her toe' and 'lightly pinched me'. So, even though Rick messed up in writing that one scene more than ten years ago, it's safe to say he has improved.

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#help does pjo essays #percy jackson #pjoedit #pjo #annabeth chase #rick riordan #percabeth #pjo fandom #heroes of olympus #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo tv series #percy x annabeth #pjo tv show #percy series #percy pjo #percy and annabeth #pjotv #cotg #annabeth #sally jackson #percyjackson #pjo series #pjo hoo toa #riordanverse #pjoverse #hoo #pro annabeth chase #percy jackson theory #grover underwood #anti percabeth

[travlersjoy444]

2012 Raph x reader Incorrect Quotes

Uhm...mostly, that is. There's a few that are just random TMNT 2012 incorrect quotes. This was very fun for me. Might do it again sometime if the mood strikes.

***

(Y/N), skipping rocks on a lake with Raph: It’s such a beautiful evening.

Raph: Yeah, it is.

Raph: *whispering* Take that you fucking lake.

***

(Y/N): Why does Leo always do the laundry so loudly?

Raph: So everyone knows that no one helps them out in the house.

Leo, in the distance: *slams the washing machine shut*

***

Raph: You’re giving me a sticker?

Mikey: Not just a sticker. That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me-wow!”

Raph: I’m not a preschooler.

Mikey: Fine, I’ll take it back-

Raph: I earned this, back off.

***

Raph: Why am I always the bad guy?

(Y/N): Well, why am I the pretty one? We all have our thing.

***

(Y/N): Is Raph always like this when they lose?

Mikey: Oh, yes. You should've been there for the fabled 'Great Jenga Tantrum'.

Raph: yOU BUMPED THAT TABLE AND YOU KNOW IT!

***

(Y/N): Hey, wanna help me commit arson?

Leo: What the hell!?

(Y/N): Oh, sorry, my bad.

(Y/N), whispering: Wanna help me commit arson?

Leo, whispering: Of course. What do you need?

***

Casey: You know what bothers me? Bats. Why can bats fly?

Raph: Not again...

Casey: No. Seriously, who gave them the right? They're mammals! Mammals walk on land, no exceptions.

(Y/N): Just wait until you hear about whales.

Casey: What now?

***

Casey on Monday: *glues a dime to the sidewalk* Heh heh heh.

Casey on Wednesday: *walking down the street* Ooh hey! A dime!

***

(Y/N): When I met you I thought you were a real bitch.

Raph: What changed your mind?

(Y/N): Oh, I still think you’re a bitch, I’ve just grown to like that about you.

***

Leo: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant.

Raph, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you.

(Y/N), who broke into their house an hour ago: Two sugars please.

Raph: Coming right up.

***

Casey: It’s funny how well you and Raph get along. Didn’t they hate you at first?

(Y/N): Raph hates everybody at first. It’s their way of reaching out to people.

***

Casey: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Donnie: No, that's not how you make cookies.

(Y/N): FLOOR IT!!

Casey: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?

Donnie: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN-

Casey: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!

Raph: DO IT!

Donnie: NO-

***

Raph: What the fuck? People actually tell their crushes they like them??

(Y/N): What the hell do you do?

Raph: I die? What kinda question…

***

(Y/N): I made this friendship bracelet for you.

Raph: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person.

(Y/N): You don’t have to wear…

Raph: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.

***

Raph: *sneaking in through their window*

Leo: *turning in their chair and flicking the light one* You want to tell me where you've been all night?

Raph: I was with (Y/N)?

(Y/N): *turning in their chair* Wanna try again?

***

Raph, at (Y/N)'s funeral: I need a moment with them.

Everyone: Of course. *They leave*

Raph, leaning over (Y/N)′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.

(Y/N): Yeah, no shit.

***

Raph: (Y/N), I don't like you.

(Y/N): What did you say?

Raph: You heard me!

(Y/N), internally: And it turns out I actually didn't hear what the fuck you just said.

***

*(Y/N) sneezes*

Raph: (Y/N), are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!

*Donnie sneezes*

Raph: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

***

(Y/N): Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time?

Raph: ...So...as enemies??

(Y/N):

***

Raph: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-

(Y/N): It was me...

Raph: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

***

Kidnapper: I have your partner.

(Y/N): What? I don't have a partner...

Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face?

(Y/N): Oh my god, you have Raph.

***

Raph: I want to kiss you.

(Y/N), not paying attention: What?

Raph: I said if you die, I won't miss you.

***

*(Y/N) is crying after a breakup*

Raph: There there, (Y/N).

(Y/N), still crying: Thanks, but how did you get into my room?

Raph: Great question—

***

Raph: *yawns*

(Y/N): Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring.

Raph: Then you must be exhausted.

Leo: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

***

Raph: Watcha doin?

(Y/N): Stealing my neighbour’s cat.

Raph: Scandalous.

Raph: Can I help?

***

(Y/N): Come on, Leo. Nobody actually believes that Raph is in love with me.

Leo, to The Squad: Raise your hand if you think that Raph is helplessly in love with (Y/N).

*Everyone raises their hand*

(Y/N): Raph, put your hand down.

***

(Y/N): Someone take me to art museums and make out with me.

Raph: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.

(Y/N): Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall.

Leo, on a walkie talkie: This is Leo, those idiots are fucking around in the East wing again.

***

Mikey: I dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room.

Raph: Screw that, I’m not kissing anyone.

*(Y/N) walks in*

Raph: Fine, I’ll do it. Rules are rules you know.

***

Raph: If you want my advice-

Donnie: No offense but you’re the last person I want relationship advice from. You tried to kill your significant other. Multiple times.

Raph: First off, that was before we started dating. Secondly, they’ve also tried to kill me.

(Y/N): It’s true. It was mutually attempted murder.

***

Casey: Time sensitive question how flirt boy.

Raph: Throw rocks at he.

Mikey: Hot Dogs.

(Y/N): Kill him.

Casey: Thanks guys.

***

Leo: Why do you look like that?

Raph, laying face-first on the floor: Like what?

Leo: Like you’re dead.

Raph: It’s because I’m dying. Fuck off.

Casey: Raph accidentally called (Y/N) “babe” in front of everyone today.

Raph: *sobs into the floor*

***

(Y/N): I'm so happy, I could kiss you!

Raph: Um...Neat.

*later*

Raph, lying face down on their bed: I said "Neat," Donnie. Who the fuck says neat these days? 

It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.

Donnie, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Raph. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Casey confessed their love for me?

Raph: Didn't you thank them?

Donnie: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked them.

***

(Y/N): How would you like your coffee?

Raph: As dark as my soul.

(Y/N): Got it, one cup of milk coming right up!

***

(Y/N): Raph, I need some advice.

Raph: You need advice from ME?

(Y/N): Yeah, frightening, isn't it?

***

(Y/N): *sighs* I have no friends...

Raph:

Raph: *coughs* Bitch, what am I? A roach?!

***

Leo: You need to stop swearing so much.

Raph: Shut the fuck up.

Leo: Yeah, that's not how you do it.

Raph: Alright sorry. It's just that it's hard not to swear. The words just creep up on me when I least expect it.

Leo: Now now, don't be like that. Just replace the swear words with 'beep' and you'll be fine.

Raph: Shit the beep up.

Leo:

Raph: SHUT, DAMMIT! I MEANT SHUT!

***

Raph: *is throwing stones at (Y/N)'s window*

(Y/N): You have a phone for a reason, Raph!

*THUD*

(Y/N): DID YOU JUST THROW YOUR PHONE AT MY WINDOW?!

#tmnt x reader #tmnt 2012 x reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #gn!reader #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt 2012 raph x reader #raph x reader #tmnt 2012 raph #2k12 raph x reader #2k12 raph

[reidlita]

i say, "you the bestest"

hockey player! miguel x reporter! reader

warnings?: munch miguel 24/7 ikdr💯 degration, daddy kink, petnames (he calls you a slut and puck bunny in the blurb lol), hard sex, angry sex, blowjobs lol, chubby chaser miguel is real, dom! miguel x sub! reader but not cray cray, reader is a brat lol, afab reader, locker / public sex, breeding kink lol, choking

a/n: minors dni or ur universe is collapsing next <3. i’m canadian and hockey players r my everything, and so is miguel!! not edited / proofread

sfw

you didn’t like him at first, bc he was grumpy and you thought he was an asshole!! but then you caught his eye while you were doing an after game report and it was game over.

you officially meet at a bar, because maybe you’re friends with one of the other players. he offers to buy you a drink, and obviously you agree because free alcohol (unless u don’t drink lol)… it ends in sex.

he snatches ur number and eventually you fall into a fwb thing, then eventually a proper relationship.

your relationship gets exposed when you two are out together and it’s all over the news— and you get into an angsty fight over it. because miguel’s worried ab ur safety but you’re just annoyed he’s pushing you away!!

miguel would be the team captain me thinks, and his number would be nine… idk why nine. he just seems like a nine guy. i think he would either be the goalie or defense.

ughh omg so like. another guy at the game is flirting with you, and miguel notices, so he slams off his helmet and bangs on the glass to tell him to fuck off >>> UGH

or another opponent from the other team starts talking about you and he just loses his shit😭because nobody can talk about his bunny without him rocking their shit.

would teach u how to ice skate, and would laugh when you fall but help you up with concern!!

gets jealous so easily it’s funny. he’s super protective and possessive— not in a beating up anyone you talk to way— because he wants u 2 be safe!!!

nsfw

he goes HARD. and by hard i mean like, will having you cumming four times and sobbing. in a good way!!! ofc if you want he’ll be gentle, or sappy sex is also something he adores.

i think in this consent would be super big for him. because he’s exposed to things and photographed etc without his consent 24/7, and he hates it. he just wants privacy! so he’s always asking if you’re okay, how you are, if you want or need anything.

he’d definitely call you bunny. because like— puck bunnies. he’d think it was funny. would also call you baby, sweetheart, and angel!!! on the receiving end i think this version would like daddy! usually he’d enjoy just his name or something sweet like babe, miggy, migs, etc; but if you’re into it then go ahead!

fave position?… i think he’d like doggy style, 69, and cowgirl. if you’re 69ing with him, trust he will ravaging ur pussy like ur quivering and shaking around his dick ma😭😭.

LOVES recieving and giving!! give him a blowjob and he’s crazy. he just loves seeing you on his knees for him, your eyes tearing up and drool spilling down your pretty little lips :( would prefer cumming down your throat but again… glasses. he’d cum on ur face with no complaint <3

this man would fuck you on the phone. like, your a busy woman, and if someone calls you while he’s fucking you? don’t be shy, pick it up. if you weren’t into that he wouldn’t make you, comfort and consent is his top priority.

aftercare king? like? always makes sure you have a water bottle in cause you need water, always makes sure you have what you need!! loves cuddling you. he’s the big spoon!

he’d have a warm body but cold hands. oftentimes you’ll wake up with his hands creeping up your shirt or in between your thighs!! sometimes you just wake up with him nibbling at your tits lol

ASS MAN!!! he loves your ass. like he’s your asses #1 fan. sometimes he’ll just talk to it. will corner you when you’re in the kitchen, grabbing onto ur ass and is like “missed you s’much, baby.” your about to reply until he pinches your ass and you realize he’s not talking to you 😭.

into degration and praise, but he likes degration the most i think. (with consent) would call you a slut and make fun of you for being cock hungry. would call you a puck bunny lol, all to see you roll your eyes. loves to just use you as a toy, fucking you until your limp and crying :((

brat tamer!! brat tamer!!!!!!!!

once again, miguel’s a chubby chaser. love him. like he wants u to choke him with your thighs 🤍

would fuck you in the locker room after a game.

blurb

“m-fuck— miguel!” you cry out, fingers grasping at the silver coaking of the locker. he grunts in reply, his fingers digging marks into your pretty little ass.

“what?” he hisses, leaning forward to whisper into your ear, “you like getting fucked like a— hah, slut? in my locker room?”

you shake your head, drool pilling at your lips as your cheek presses against the locker. the cold of the metal flutters against your skin, a welcoming feeling to the warmth beneath.

“n…ah… no,” you whimper, arching your back when he brutually thrusts into you. a rhythm of one two three that makes you moan out hoarsely.

“no?” he coo’s, voice sickly sweet, sending sharp shivers down your spine, “almost like y-you’re not letting yourself get banged into my l—mf— locker.”

you moan obscenely, clenching around him when his hips stutter. “‘s too much, mig—uel!”

“what? my little puck bunny can’t handle it?” miguel scoffs, head dipping to nip at your neck. “well, that’s just too bad, ain’t it?”

you babble, voice cracking as you sniffle. his hand crawls to your throat, pulling you into a chokehold. your eyes widen, a sob racking through your throat and his grin is shakey.

“fuckin’— shit, look at me, bunny.” he groans, eyes peering into your wide and blown out ones, “little cunt gripping my c…cock. you enjoy being fucked like a toy?”

you nod your head, eyes shutting close as your fingernails claw at his arms. the muscles of them ripple against your grasp, and when you drag your nails down his arms his thrusts hiccup.

“yesyesyes,” you cry, tongue lolling out into the curved side of your lips.

“ohh, fuck, ‘m gonna cum.” miguel whispers, and chokes out a muffled moan when you clench around him. “yeah? y-ah, you want me to cum inside y’baby?”

your head twists to the side, panting as you bob your head. “yes, pl—oh, my god. please, daddy,”

his hips falter, and his head presses against the crook of your neck when he spills inside you. his groan vibrates against your neck, and you spasm around him as your cum again.

… he has to release that tension somehow, yeah?

#miguel x y/n #atsv miguel #miguel x you #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #miguel spiderverse #miguel is my boy crush #i love miguel o’hara #miguel x reader #miguel smut #miguel my beloved #spiderverse spoilers #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman #smut

[crowinthewoods]

A bunch of incorrect quotes just cuz I'm bored and these are funny. I might have went over board and no I'm not sorry.

Jon: I am an expert at identifying birds.

Gerry: Okay, what about those ones flying over there?

Jon: Yeah, they're all birds.

Gerry: What’s up with you?

Jon: What do you mean?

Gerry: You’ve been nice and helpful and considerate all day. What’s your game?

Gerry: *makes Mike a cup of tea but puts salt in it*

Mike: *sips tea*

Gerry:

Mike: *finishes tea*

Gerry: Didn't it taste bad?

Mike: Yeah, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings so I drank it all.

Gerry, tearing up: Oh, okay.

Tim, carrying a box: What would you say if- if I, hypothetically, came home with 7 kittens one day?

Gerry: …

Gerry: What’s in the box?

Tim: What woul-

Gerry: Tim, what’s in the box?

Tim: I think you know.

Jon: What did you two do?

Mike:

Tim:

Jon: You’re not in trouble, I just need to know if I have to lie to the police again or not.

Gerry: Why would I flip my shit about that?

Tim: Because you flip your shit about everything.

Gerry: Well, will you look at this. Here is my shit, and yet it remains unflipped. Just sitting there on the skillet, getting burned on one side. It’s a miracle.

Jon: Mike, we're hungry!

Gerry: Mike! What's for dinner?

Tim: We're hungry, Mike!

Mike, frying a bottle of ketchup over the stove: *screams*

Tim, tearing up the room: Where are they?

Tim, looking under a pillow: Who moved them? Who moved my children?

Tim: Somebody moved my M&amp;M's, and now I am going to start killing.

Jon: If you water water, it grows.

Mike: ...What.

Tim: They've got a point.

Jon: What are you two arguing about this time?

Mike: They’re always using common phrases incorrectly!

Gerry: Cry me a table, Mike.

Jon: *Locks Mike in the car.* Act like a child, get treated like a child.

Mike: What? Isn't it illegal to leave a child locked in a car?

Jon: Onion rings are vegetable donuts.

Mike, used to Jon being dumb: Sure...

Jon: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed.

Mike: Okay?

Jon: Lasagna is spaghetti flavored cake.

Mike:

Jon: Lobsters are mermaid scorpio-

Mike: Jesus, that one is a little-

Gerry, interested: No, no, Jon, keep going.

Tim: Gerry? What are you doing here?

Gerry, wearing a hawaiian shirt, sunglasses and holding a gatorade: My best.

Jon, texting Tim: I’m a theif.

Tim: Thief.

Jon: Theif.

Tim: I before E except after C.

Jon: Thceif.

Tim: NO.

Mike, slamming pots and pans together to the rhythm of "Give it to me, I'm worth it": I didn't get no sleep cause a' y'all! Y'all never gonna sleep cause a' me!

Jon: Sometimes I get so caught up on being gay that I forget I’m actually bi.

*at a zoo*

Daisy: What are they in for?

Not Sasha: Daisy, this isn't prison.

Daisy: So they can leave?

Not Sasha: No, but-

Daisy, pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.

Daisy: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant.

Kevin, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you.

Not Sasha, who broke into their house an hour ago: Two sugars please.

Kevin: Coming right up.

Daisy: As you know I keep a list of all my friends in order of how likely they are to betray me.

Mike: Where am I on the list?

Daisy: Well I can’t tell you that because then you’ll quickly move up or down depending on your reaction.

Daisy: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying.

Not Sasha: And?

Daisy: And you are.

Kevin: A banker? Me?

Melanie: Yes, Kevin.

Kevin: But I don’t know anything about running a bank!

Melanie: Good. No preconceived ideas.

Kevin: I’ve robbed banks!

Melanie: Capital! Just reverse your thinking. The money should be on the inside.

Tim: Guys, there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly.

Mike, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you.

Gerry: Awww, why don't you like cats, Daisy? They're just snuggly buddies! They have toe beans! They make a little blep! What's not to love??

Daisy: I don't know Gerry, I just prefer to be conscious instead of dead on the floor.

Gerry:

Daisy: I'm ALLERGIC.

Tim: Made you all playlists!

Tim: Gerry, yours has only heavy metal, and is dark like your soul.

Tim: Kevin, yours has sad songs and blues to pair with your crippling depression.

Tim: And Melanie has the ABBA Gold album.

Not Sasha, excitedly: Heeyy!!

Daisy: Hey, someone's excited.

Melanie, deadpan: Yeah, and it's making me sick.

Daisy: Who else is hiding in the laundry room trying to listen to Martin and Jon's convo?

Gerry: Me. I'm in the laundry basket.

Tim: I'm in the washing machine.

Mike: I'm in the closet.

Gerry: We accept you Mike. <3

Mike: No I'm literally in the closet.

Gerry: Love is love. <3

Kevin: Who hurt you?

Not Sasha: *snorting* What, do you want a list?

Kevin: ...Yes, actually.

Melanie: This can’t get any worse. Can it?

Tim: Sure it can - just give me a minute.

Helen: Hey, Sasha, where are you going?

Sasha: Well, it depends. When I die, probably hell.

Sasha: But right now I’m going to McDonald’s.

Gerry: Mike said its my turn with the brain cell.

Sasha: Square up.

Kevin: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone’s cheeks, look into their eyes...

Kevin: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps.

Basira: ...That took an unexpected turn.

Melanie: So did their neck.

Sasha: If I say yes am I joining a cult?

Jon: Possibly.

Sasha: I’m in.

Martin: I think this might be a bad idea...

Tim: Don't start thinking on me now!

Melanie: Basira, I know you love Helen. I mean, we all do, they’re a very nice person and I respect them immensely.

Melanie: But I think they might be a fucking idiot.

Basira: *cooking*

Melanie: *kicks down door*

Melanie: *grabs knife from Basira's hand*

Melanie: WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DESTRUCTIVE BEHAVIOR?

Basira:

Basira: What.

Martin: They're trying to tell you they want to cook.

Sasha: Kevin and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us.

Michael: What did you do?

Sasha: They chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and-

Kevin: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel?

#daycare au #the magnus nightvale daycare au #chaos #the magnus archives #gerard keay #jonathan sims #michael distortion #not sasha #welcome to nightvale #incorrect quotes #sasha james #mike crew #melanie king #basira hussain #martin blackwood #daisy tonner #kevin wtnv #they're all dumbasses your honor

[fieldsofbats]

simon riley x waitstaff!reader

thank you to those who liked my first post <3 i am still v new to this and haven't quite figured out my preferred writing style so all feedback is welcome (be respectful tho).

part one

part two

right so at ur work it’s real common to have military folk there bc it is a military town, close to base, training facilities etc. 

first visit was just to the bar section of the place. price thought it would be good for moral to go out and have some chill team time, watch a football match and just hang out.

soap ordered some food and you brought it over to them. simon did not notice you bc he was watching the game, but then he got a whiff of soaps food and decided to grab something.

cue you coming back over with your sweet smile and handing him his food and cutlery before wandering back to the resturant bc its a quiet night.

mans is hooked.

second time ghost comes in it’s at night again but the restaurant is slammed bc it’s family week, everyone is getting dinner the night before they gotta head home. 

lbr, simon didnt think about you until soap wanted to go out again: "where are we goin'" "that place with the pretty server", knows exactly where they are going.

but still, your smile and warmth towards everyone is so kind and customer service is through the roof. yet he watches as you race around in and out of the kitchen with crazy ease and grace

like dude is impressed at you staying calm and steady despite how fuckin busy it is and people with their insane requests and demands for food (inpatient pricks)

he wants to stick around and watch u but it has become way to loud and busy for him so he bows out and goes back to his quiet room

simon strikes me as someone that likes to have as much regularity in his life as possible, why do you think 141 are literally the only people he has relationships with???

but mainly forms this routine bc he gets to see you, and he knows you will be there bc you’ve old him its your regular shift.

"you basically live here."

"haha no, i just make sure i get the shift with you."

the restaurant would make the booking for him in advance cause he never does but you know he is coming anyway so have it under ‘y/n's man’ (hasn’t told you his name) and ur coworkers think its super cute and funny

but he would make the effort to come in when it is quiet and has the chance to actually listen to you talk and see you interact with others on a more relaxed level BUT he wouldn’t be opposed to seeing you rushing around tables and weaving between guests who haven’t sat down

ngl he would find it hot watching you manage several orders and memorising different peoples requirements, all while keeping that sweet smile and polite manner

you can carry three plates?! this man is sweating under the mask

he doesn’t do a lot of the talking, only when you really prompt him or he is feeling a bit more extroverted that day. Doesn’t wanna talk about military shit with you but that’s all he does so he prefers to listen to you.

knows all the drama and gossip of the restaurant. glad to hear you are not dating the guy behind the bar and that you also don't like the receptionist because he perfume is to strong.

he will hang around and wait for it to die down to be able to talk to you. if it gets too loud for him he might just try and see you at the till as he leaves but has pushed through once or twice to talk to you.

something about you makes him feel more real, that he isn’t just some shell of a man, that he has a purpose. he likes that you treat him normally, the fresh slate you give him is like clean evening air.

ANYWAY it would take him ages to ask you out, like more than six/ seven months, and he would be so nervous (not to the point of stuttering or shaking bc this man is military he has been in worse situations, but his heart would be running a marathon and the self doubt would be just as loud)

but also protective ghost omgggg, he would be seething watching the old men be creepy and shit

knife and fork are down and he is up behind these men leering over them “excuse me, I just have a question about my meal.” just would say anything to get you out of that situation and back over to him. Or would just stand by the register staring down these men (this happens a lot more often than simon would like to admit)

always checks in when he is leaving to make sure he didn’t over step or make you uncomfortable by accident

#simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #cod mwii #cod mw2 #simon riley x you #simon ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley #x reader #ahhh my first proper fic #thank yall so so much #pls be kind.

[trulyyours-rune]

"You're Safe with me."

Quick warnings: Topics about bullying, name calling (such as queer, not mention a lot though.), bit of angst, language here and there, male x male, fluff ending, bit of violence, kinda short cause I'm tired, reader is male and uses he/him, reader is badass cause why not?

BILL'S P. O. V:

"For as long as I can remember, me and my brother, Tom, are often called names a bullied at school from seeming different in everyone's eyes. Even though known to be most popular boy of our grade has been helping us pull through. I like him, don't take this the wrong way of course! Only like a friend. Now...the more I think about it...Is it just a friend way?" I scribble down with messy writing into a diary I recently bought myself, a nice black leather one with a lock with a code. "Bill! C'mon! Hurry up, gonna' be late for school!" I hear my twin brother yell from down stairs. "Give me a minute!" I shout back.

I rush as I put the book in my drawer, grabbing my backpack and nearly tripping down the stairs. The front door opens and my mom is already in the car, smiling and waving her hand gesturing for us to hop in. "Shotgun!" Tom tells and sprints to the car. (He would so do that.) I groan and hop in the back, setting my backpack to the side. We pull out of the driveway and make out way to what me and Tom call hell.

Not gonna lie I'm hoping y/n will be at school today. We're good friends. Many people would sacrifice a lot just to be friends with him, but he only sticks with my band/friend group. He's funny once you get to really know him, and pretty... Pretty? Yea- no. Well he was handsome of course because girls slobber on him day and night. Never dated one of them? Wonder why.

I seemed so drained in my thought the kids from outside if the car screaming snapped me out of it. "Bye, love you ma." "Love you too, have a good day alright you boys?" "Alright." Both me and Tom almost say in sync as we grab our backpacks and stepping out of the car. Georg and Gustav were waiting at the nearby fence. "Where's y/n?" I tilt my head while approaching them, Tom close behind. "Haven't seen him yet." Gustav shrugs, looking over his shoulder for the boy. I feel myself frown a bit, I was really looking forward to seeing him. Especially inside of school. Hate it in there.

The high-pitched bell rings, making me jump a bit from the sudden loud noise. "Got science first today, you guys?" I ask, looking at my friends as we walk. "Me and Tom got math first." Georg rolls his eyes and Tom groans. "History." Gustav shrugs once again. "Y/n was supposed to have science." I pout a bit. We soon enter the school and a overwhelming feeling surrounds me with looks and stares. I keep my head down, and so does Tom.

I reach my locker and grab the stuff I need in a swift motion, slamming the locker door shut and locking it. I feel an arm shove into me, which makes me bump into my locker. "Watch it, queer." A male voice I hate to recognize walks past me. I clench my teeth together and tense my hands into fists, soon relaxing and walking to Mr. James classroom. (Suck at names 🤩)

I find the spot where I usually sit beside to y/n like usual. Sliding my books under my desk and keeping my head down as I figit with my fingers. The bell rings again, meaning class has started. 1 hour and 30 minutes to go. Lucky me. The teacher passes out empty notebooks, still putting one on y/n's desk like he doesn't notice he's here or not. We pull out our textbooks and that's where the boring part begins.

A couple minutes pass by, we have 1 hour and 12 minutes left. I scribble random doodles on my notebook. A loud "bang!" Of a door slamming open was heard, making me mess up the drawing and look back. Y/n entered through the door breathing quick and heavy as if he just ran an olympic race, "Sorry I'm late, uhm..." He looks down at his shoes to find an excuse. "Parent's car wasn't working." Pretty lame excuse, I smile to myself, but at least he was here.

He sits down in the desk next to me, looking over and signing a quick small wave, I wave back with a smile.

Y/N'S P. O. V:

I knew he would be here, and I feel guilty for being late. Who knows what happened to him while I was gone already? I look down at the notes, clueless what was going on. I never paid much attention anyways.

A minute or two passes by, when a small note gets passed onto my desk from behind me. I open it up and it's one of those 'do you like me?' notes but instead of '□ yes □ no' it was marked '□ yes □ yes' signed from: -the girl behind you. The girl obsesses over me, does this 4 times a week. I chuckle and catch Bill's attention, showing him the note from my desk, pointing behind me. He smiles a bit before drawing God knows what. I erase one of the 'yes' and replace it with no and I check 'no' and crumple it back up and toss it behind me. I hear her open it and sigh in defeat. I smile to myself by the rejection.

(Lunch time cause I have 0 clue what to do now 🥰)

I wait by Bill's locker as he grabs his stuff, he seems off today. Not usually talking to me as often as he does. Tom happens to pass by and I wave to him, he waves back but continues his walk to the cafeteria.

"You alright Bill?" I look at him, he looks at me and closes his locker. "Yeah I'm alright." He looks down a bit. I hum crossing my arms and standing up straight. We start walking to the cafeteria and I see glares getting passed on towards Bill. I glare back at the people and stand my ground, they look away and continue to do whatever they were doing. Feeling power for reputation and both good was a nice feeling. Being respected all because of their reputation could go down if they make a fool of themselves and I use it against them. I would never to Bill, he's one of my best friends after all. He's a sweet boy, not sure why people pick on him. Who cares if people are different? Someone popular could get an ugly haircut and no one bats an eye, and other kids are bullied for what seems to be 'looking different.' Who gives a crap!? Not me, that's for sure, and hell, I get respected.

People call him "Gay." "Emo." "Queer." and the list goes on, ruins his self esteem. Which makes my blood boil each time, he tries to get me not to worry about it so much, but he's my friend! A pretty one at that. Wait- where am I going with this? "Earth to y/n." I see a slim hand wave in front of my face as we walk, snapping me back to reality. "Wait- what's happening?" "Lunch." He shrugs, standing in line.

Eventually it's our time to pick up food, wasn't even all that good after all. Yet I'd rather not starve. Our trays are full and we stand off to the side to spot out the group. Bill sees dirty blonde dreads and starts heading the direction so I follow closely to him.

"Hey man!" A random guy, seems to be a huge sports wannabe guy, stops me in my tracks, startling me. Bill doesn't notice and keeps walking. I hear other guys giggling their asses off like idiots, coming from the nearby bleachers where Bill is walking. "Hey man liste-" I try to talk my way out but he interrupts me with questions I don't even care about. I try to shimmy past him but he just walks in front. I start to get more and more annoyed as the other boys get closer to Bill with what seems to be small opened cartons of milk. "Move!" I shove him with my shoulder but I already hear a splash ahead of me, my heart drops at the moment. Everyone's laughing and Bill is soaking wet with milk while his tray lays on the ground.

He forms tears and runs off to the bathrooms, I go to go chase him but I shove my food tray into the guys chest, ruining the jersey he probably doesn't even know the team of. I run off to the men's bathroom, hearing a stall slam shut and light sobs. "Bill?" I call out. "Go away." "Bill come on, it's me." I put a hand on the stall he was on, pushing on it slightly, he locked it.

I sigh as I still hear the crowd laughing from outside and rage fills my gut. I hear a small click and the stall is unlocked and opens slightly. I see a soaking wet Bill, his usual eyeliner running down his cheeks. I feel my heart break at the sight, I frown and hug him, he hugs back and continues to sob into my shoulder. I rub his back gently and let him cry. "Here." I say, letting go for a moment to sit down against the wall, reaching out my arms. He rests on top of me, arms wrapped around my stomach.

Poor boy looks so mentally and physically drained. I wipe one of the tears of eyeliner across his cheek, it smears a bit but mostly gone. "I wanna go home." I hear him mumble. "My place? I was late because I got your favorite snacks. Still forgot them at home though." I giggle. He smiles and nods, sitting up. I stand up, my clothes may be wet, but it's not like it's the worst thing that will happen to me. I wrap my arm around his shoulder and walk him out, his head cowered down, hiding from shame. After a bit of walking we see Tom, Gustav, and Georg at the office at the entrance. Tom and Georg hug him, also not caring if their clothes got wet or not.

"We're heading to my place, got snacks so he gave in." I chuckle. Tom nods. I take Bill's cold hand and walk him out the entrance, the sun glare making us squint a bit.

BILL'S P. O. V:

(Once they're at y/n's place 👍)

I walk inside the warm house, kicking off my shoes by the door."You can go to my room and change your clothes with mine, I don't mind." Y/n looks at me, walking into the kitchen to grab the snacks he was talking about. I nod and walk to his room, opening the door to the place I felt most comfortable. I spot his drawer and take one of his shirts and pants (that we're both a bit big for him.) and changed into them. They were warm and cozy unlike my milk soaked ones. I walk into his bathroom and grab a towel and dry off my hair, making it messy in the end but who cares beyond this point. I turn on some warm water and wash the eyeliner off my face, drying my face off too and turning off the water.

I walk back to his room and he's already laying in his bed, eating. "Your parents not home or something?" I ask, grabbing some chips he recently bought. "Both working today, their shifts been crazy this week." He shrugs. "Wanna watch a movie?" "Your pick." I say, y/n smiles and puts on a horror movie, Scream I suppose. "You know..." Y/n looks at me. I look at him, letting him know he has my attention. "You're safe with me." He smiles, his cheeks seem redder than usual, but mine feel a bit hotter now and my heart is beating like crazy. I return the smile, after those simple 4 words I truly do feel like I am safe. I want to stick by his side, for... Eternity. He's my safe space. He's the one I come crying too whenever I can. I must be smiling like an idiot now.

I lay back into his bed, closing my eyes a bit. I feel something weighted beside me, it's y/n, also laying down with his eyes closed. He looks so pretty like this, he always has. It's almost like I wanna kiss him sometimes. (Cause you do 🤩). You know what? Fuck it. I place my hand on his cheek and the other one I lay a quick kiss too. My face red as I roll onto my side, facing away from him. Rethinking life choices.

My heart just acted as if it got chased by a bear. But I hear a chuckle and arms wrap around me and pulls me into him he laughs and kisses the top of my head. I must be blushing madly because my entire face feels like it's on fire. I dig my face down into his shoulder as my arms wrap around him. He was my safe space after all.

__________

And kids that's how I met your fath-

Anyways. It's 1:52 in the morning and I've been fighting every nerve to stay awake so it may seem rushed. Anything does when you're half asleep after all.

But ngl, hope you enjoyed <3

#bill kaulitz #tokio hotel x male reader #bill kaulitz x male reader #tokio hotel imagines #tokio hotel

[starsunderwaterr]

Dating Pearl Headcanons! (pt. 1)

We have reached ultimate baby girl status.

Ok enjoy-

Alright let’s be real, baby girl is a gremlin

You guys met in a pretty natural way—if you call being an agent normal-

At a hangout with 4 and the Squid Sisters, she took a strange liking to you

You pissed her off, even if you were the nicest person ever

Something about you made her angry, and she had no idea what it was, and when she got home…?

“I hate this, Rina! I can’t. Why are they… so…? So…?!! Ugh!”

Marina looked over at Pearl with a confused and almost disturbed look, “Uh, Pearlie…”

“And they just… ugh! I can’t take much more of this!!! Where is my mayo!?”

She couldn’t stop thinking about you and would get extremely angry that you wouldn’t leave her head, and she had barely spoken to you

You thought her anger was adorable, which made her all the more frustrated

The funniest part??? The second she talks to you she’s a puddle

You walked over to Pearl, who was trying her best to stray away from you

“Hey, Pearlie!”

She practically exploded and choked on her soda-

Her face instantly brightened, and she stammered, looking at you, “I- Shit, you bitch! Ah! Shit! I mean!- You’re not a bitch, I just!- UGH!”

Safe to say she ended up hiding in her hoodie that day

Once you become friends though??? Instant baby

She loves you so so much and makes that very clear. By annoying you. 😃

She will joke around with you, prank you, but most of all—she openly flirts with you.

Will use the cheesiest pick up lines on you

Like if you guys are baking together, she’ll smirk and look at you like that before blurting out, “Is your mom a baker? ‘Cause you’re a cutie pie.”

You slammed your spatula down on the counter, “PEARL. WE TALKED ABOUT THIS-“

It took almost a year for her to finally say anything about how she felt about you

You two had grown close, and she honestly could not stand if you guys didn’t hang out for at least 2 times a week

“(Y/N)!!!! When are you coming over??” “Pearl, I told you, I have an important appointment today.-“ “Okay, and?” Like 😭

Girl doesn’t give two shits if you got plans she’ll have plans WITH YOU 😭‼️‼️

When you hang out, she loves to watch shows with you and stretch her legs out into your lap

Even if you complain, she’ll still do it

“You know you love meeeee~”

Like… GIRL WE’LL SEE AB THAT-

You were already frustrated and had had enough of her bs

The constant flirting, the constant remarks, BUT SHE NEVER DID ANYTHING ABOUT IT

You glared at her and said it, “Yeah, I do. A lot. I’m just finally did something about it.”

Pearl looked at you with a laugh, “Ha! That’s funny…”

You didn’t answer, just kept staring, and her smile quickly faded into surprise and shock

“Wait… shit, you’re serious?” Her face was starting to turn red and she sat up now, her legs now criss-crossed on the couch

You only nodded, your own face beginning to flush as you crossed your arms over your chest

The two of you sat in silence, Pearl’s face redder than red

She kept opening and closing her mouth like she wanted to say something, but no words came out

Not until she finally slumped and looked down, mumbling, “Think… ‘s self… ‘splanatory….” “Hm?”

She finally huffed and groaned, looking at you with an angry look, “I think it’s self explanatory that I like you, too!!”

Bingo.

After an awkward confession, the two of you talked through it and decided to start dating

Very quickly it became apparent of how affectionate Pearl really was, but only when it was just you two!

Similar to the sleeping hc’s, she really loves to peer out of your shirt or hoodie or sleep against your neck

The first time she did it, it scared the fuck out of you

She was laying on your chest just cuddling with you when all of the sudden, she lifted up your shirt, and in a swift motion just popped her head through

You jolted so fast when she did that, yelping and cursing

“Cod- Fuck, Pearl! What are you doing?!” “Shaddup!”

When she popped her head out, she smirked just before she snuggled her head into your neck

The moment quickly became a really cute and memorable one, especially when she fell asleep against you and did that little cat stretch before falling back asleep LIKE????

RAGHHHHH SHE’S SO CUTE

She’s like a little koala—she loves to cling to you

If you try to leave mid cuddle sesh, she’ll whine and complain

You really had to go to the bathroom, and Pearl was busy clinging to you rambling on about her latest mayo review (she would never stop talking about her mayo collection) and she wouldn’t stop

Finally, you sat up, “Pearlie, I really need to pee-.”

She looked at you like you incinerated her mayo pool

Then came the pouting 😭

“I’ll be gone like 3 seconds, Pearl! I really need to go!” “Don’t talk to me ever again.”

As you rushed off to the bathroom you screamed back, “We both know how long that’ll last!”

Yeah,,,, it didn’t last long at all. She lasted about 10 minutes before she looked at you and began to tremble her lip

You sighed, “Go ahead, Pearlie.” Instantly, she snuggled up against you and began rambling again

Point is,,, she’s a snuggle bug

THIS IS GETTING TOO LONG ILL DO A PART 2 SOON RAGHHHHH ‼️‼️‼️💥💥💥💥

#splatoon #splatoon 2 #splatoon x reader #splatoon 3 #pearl houzuki x reader #pearl splatoon #pearl x reader splatoon #pearl x reader #sploon

[the-gentleman-pining]

Decided to rewatch OFMD S2 eps 1-3 and actually jot down my thoughts as I go! Oh what fun! Ngl this is mostly for me babes but if you enjoy it that's neat ❤️

Episode 1: Impossible Birds

Stede bearded in his dream could just be playing to swashbuckling archetypes for funsies, but is it some lingering wish that he was more masculine?

Con O'Neil truly graceful about it with the sword huh

"WHERE IS HE. WHERE'S ED?" Stede seeing Izzy as the thing that is keeping Ed from him when he's the one that left lol ok

His idealised version of Ed doesn't hold him accountable either. My mans doesn't want to face what he did at all!!

His first words to Ed in his letter are reassuring him that the crew are safe, as if he doesn't remember that Ed marooned them and left them for dead on purpose??

I know it's meant to be funny but Jackie was a bit of a sex pest toward Swede at first and the power dynamic was a bit 🫤 Glad he was into it in the end!

WHY DOES WEE JOHN SLAM THE HEAD OF THE ONE WHO GOT STABBED INTO THE TABLE INSTEAD OF THE ONE WHO STABBED THEM?? 😂

Stede truly is unphased by people being assholes to him and I just,,, respect it.

Ricky your vibes are strange and unsettling

Who in their right mind would have an ocean wedding in the golden age of piracy?? I know they probs didn't know it was the golden age of piracy while they were in it but STILL

Ed looks so dead behind the eyes 😭 Just going through the motions eh buddy?

Dressed up like the book Blackbeard I see. God he's trying so hard to inhabit this character.

I would die for Archie. Truly the himbo we need in these depressing angst riddled times.

Jim asking someone else how they're bottling things up?? Hello?? Who are you and what have you done with Jim?? Aren't you the bottling up Master? Olu bewitched you too good and now you've unlocked Feelings 😔

"He's actually a good guy" Stede babygirl did we actually forget the marooning???

I have so much I could say about how Izzy and Blackbeard's relationship has deteriorated hhhhh,,,, Izzy is a problem child but I'm so glad the story is crashing towards his character actually growing and changing. In season 1 he at least got the crumbs Ed would throw him like "I need you here", now he's only getting abuse and maybe he's throwing himself at it because he recognises he had a part to play in reaching this point and believes he deserves it.

Fang's delivery on "how you doing Izzy" will keep me warm and fed all winter. Masterclass in approaching someone, truly tender and genuine but not too pressuring. God.

That second "unhand me" hhh the panic of realising you're going to start crying if the situation continues

Con is gonna rip my heart out and eat it this season if I'm not careful

Labour exploitation Jackie what a girlboss x

Why does "you'll be having a lot of breakfastseses together" sound so ominous though 😭 Smeagol Jackie my worstie...

Stede doing Blackbeard Voice is adorable but damn he really doesn't believe that he made Ed's life better. Like how??? Why doesn't Stede equate happiness with better? Ed was explicitly happier around you ya dingus!

Swede deserves his married bliss so much. The crew can be so mean to him!!

"What am I to you" and "I have... love for you" are said so softly I'm gonna be sick,, Izzy you fucked it by wrestling this man into this particular coping mechanism and your tenderness is coming wayyyy too late. Heartbreaking tbh cause the guy didn't know how else to help Ed and now he's realising it could have been different. Sick and twisted little dynamic I'm eating it like good soup.

Definitely supposed to be taken that Izzy didn't realise "talk it through" was a Stedeism as he said it but godddd you idiot dude

Once again god bless you Archie I'd die for you

Fang I want to rescue you hhhhhh my hot topic fashionista must be so dehydrated from all these tears!!!

No way in hell Ed expected anything else out of Izzy's mouth than something about Stede, but god I wish the guy had just payed attention to Frenchie shaking his head. The catharsis of saying the quiet part out loud wasn't worth your leg, man.

"Start by cleaning up that mess"... yeah we def see Ed is killing people himself again but outsourcing the Big Job on Izzy makes sense. He's also exactly the kind of self sabotager atm that would know Frenchie won't do it, and he's looking for reasons to Be Worse.

Indigo heist my beloved. Fuck those hammies up!! I love how loud Black Pete was omg 😂

Oh fuck off Ricky I know you're a S1 Stede mirror but you're doing it detestably

Roach why is your instinct to immediately put the blue dirt on your face darling

Zheng Yi Sao completely unphased by Jackie is giving me so much delight

Sexy Dutchman 😭😂 Jackie never change

I love that Zheng Yi Sao is taking the whole crew on just to have her lil Olu moment, get it girl

TENDER JIM IM SO HAPPY FOR THEM THEY'VE COME SO FAR. I LOVE THEIR BIG SMILE 😭 (also Archie is so wholesome what is she DOING here???)

Ed oh my god you're not alright at ALL

Frenchie's quiet "sounds like a plan" is just so... painful. The acting this season is off the charts.

When Roach asked if they were in soup now I thought he was referring to the ocean as soup I'm an idiot 😭

#ofmd #ofmd s2 #our flag means death #ofmd season 2 spoilers #ofmd season 2 #ofmd spoilers #ofmd s2 spoilers #izzy hands #stede bonnet #edward teach

[rip-us-xoxo]

Requiem- Fred Weasley x Reader (REPOST)

Posted DECEMBER 12, 2020

Reposted APRIL 16, 2023

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Warnings- Fred’s dead 😭 and it pulls at your heartstrings A LOT. Also swearing, but that’s to be expected at this point

Based off of “Requiem” from Dear Evan Hansen

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Italics= flashback

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Why should I play this game of pretend?

Remembering through a secondhand sorrow?

Such a great son and wonderful friend

Oh, don’t the tears just pour

There you sat, listening to all of the speeches at Fred Weasley’s funeral.

First from his mother, then his father, all of his siblings, a few friends, including you, and then finally, his twin, George.

Everyone was sobbing their eyes out, but you? You sat there, eyes fixated at the ground except when you gave your speech, but you still were looking down at your black shoes for most of it.

You didn’t want to cry, not after what Fred did to you. But the sadness was still there.

I could curl up and hide in my room

There in my bed, still sobbing tomorrow

I could give in to all of the gloom

But tell me, tell me what for

After the reception ended, you couldn’t handle it anymore. All of the confusing emotions were too much for you.

So, you left while everyone was going to go and eat without saying goodbye.

Once you got home, you slammed the front door shut and stood against the door crying. “Why am I crying?” you thought, “He broke up with me all those years ago.”.

You wiped the tears that kept spilling from your eyes and stood up, going to the bathroom to compose yourself.

After a few moments of crying there was a knock, “Um, Miss Y/l/n?” you heard from outside the door. “Shit,” you whispered and opened the door.

“Hi Sophie, here, let me give you your money. Thank you for watching him again,” you said with a small smile and handed her some money before she smiled and mumbled a quick ‘thank you’ before leaving.

When you looked back at the mirror, hot tears were still pouring from your face. “Stop crying, goddammit!” you screamed at yourself and hit the bathroom counter.

Why should I have a heavy heart?

Why should I start to break in pieces?

Why should I go and fall apart for you?

You then heard crying come from your room. “Dammit, I woke him up,” you groaned and wiped your eyes once more before heading down the hall.

When you entered the room, you immediately went to tend to your son, Theodore.

“Shh, Theo, it’s alright. Mommy’s here,” you cooed and picked him up from his tiny bed. It broke your heart to hear him cry, he was the most important thing to you.

He was 3 years old and the best thing that had ever happened to you, but no one else knew about him except your family members and Sophie, the babysitter. After he calmed down, you kissed his fiery red hair and placed him back onto his bed.

“Your father could have had so much. But no. He had to leave and go start his joke shop,” you sighed sadly with a hint of anger. “Why should I care that he’s dead? He left us, not the other way around.”.

“Mommy,” he babbled and made grabby hands toward you. “Oh alright, come on little guy,” you giggled and jumped onto your bed with him. He snuggled into your chest and began sucking on his thumb.

Why should I play the grieving girl and lie

Saying that I miss you

And that my world has gone dark without your light?

I will sing no requiem tonight

“Fred Weasley was a great friend and I miss him everyday”. That was one of the lines from your speech that you gave at his funeral.

You didn’t miss him at all, but to appease everyone and to not cause drama, you said you did.

Your world didn’t need Fred Weasley as your light, you had everything you needed snuggled in your arms.

I gave you the world, you threw it away

Leaving these broken pieces behind you

Everything wasted, nothing to say

So I can sing no requiem

“I’m sorry, Y/n, but we can’t be together anymore,” Fred told you, not meeting your eyes. 

“W-Wait what?” you asked, tearing up. “This isn’t funny Fred,” you tried laughing, “it’s just a sick joke.”. 

When he didn’t meet your eyes, you knew he was serious. “W-Why?” you asked, starting to cry. 

“I just think it’s what’s best.”.

That was all he told you in the corridors one starry night in your 7th year. The next day he left school, not speaking a word to you.

You were broken by the words he did speak though, he gave no explanation, he just left.

4 years. 4 years you two had been together and he just left.

But the one thing you wish you could’ve told him was that you were pregnant with his child.

“Maybe things could’ve been different,” you whispered, a single tear running down your face.

I hear your voice, I feel you near

Within these words, I finally find you

And now that I know that you are still here

I will sing no requiem tonight

You tried to sleep but your brain was filled with too many thoughts. You looked down at your son after another failed attempt at sleep and realized just how much he looked like Fred. Red hair, brown eyes, Theo had it all.

Fred’s memory will live through the shop and his family members, but for you, it was little Theo who reminded you of him, it gave you an odd sort of peace that Fred was still with you in a way.

You started to cry thinking of all the happy memories while looking down at your son, oh how you wished Fred could be there with you and your son.

Why should I have a heavy heart?

Why should I say I’ll keep you with me?

Why should I go and fall apart for you?

You then thought back to when Theo would cry for hours as a baby and nothing would calm him down, or how you worked 2 jobs to be able to provide for you and your son. Fred wasn’t there for any of it, he wasn’t there to help at all.

“Get it together,” you whispered to yourself and tried to fall asleep once more.

Why should I play the grieving girl and lie

Saying that I miss you and that my world has gone dark without your light?

I will sing no requiem

Tonight

You groaned when sleep, once again, wouldn’t consume you.

You sat up, being careful not to crush your son, and reached into your nightstand. You pulled out a newspaper with a picture of Fred and George in front of their joke shop smiling, it was opening day and they looked so proud.

You smiled slightly, but anger soon consumed you.

“Why am I crying over him, for Godric’s sake!” you said angrily and threw the newspaper beside you.

‘Cause when the villains fall, the kingdoms never weep

No one lights a candle to remember

No, no one mourns at all

When they lay them down to sleep

“I hate you!” you screamed as you ripped up all of the pictures you had of Fred. “You were a horrible person!” “You left me! You left Theo without a dad!” “You didn’t even say anything, you just went and risked your life and died!”. These were all things you screamed as you ripped up all of the pictures you had of Fred.

“I hate you!” you sobbed and ripped up the picture of you two at the Yule Ball before throwing the pieces at the wall.

So, don’t tell me that I didn’t have it right

Don’t tell me that it wasn’t black and white

“You had no excuse to leave me! Everyone told me that I should forgive you because you were a good person, but you were not a good person, you left me!” you screamed.

After all you put me through

Don’t say it wasn’t true

That you were not the monster

That I knew

“You left me! I was pregnant and it was the most painful experience of my life and you didn’t help me though any of it!” you sobbed while looking at a picture of you and Fred after a quidditch match.

“There was never any good in you, you were just pure evil!”.

'Cause I cannot play the grieving girl and lie

Saying that I miss you And that my world has gone dark

The last words made you sob to the point where you couldn’t breathe.

“I. Hate-!” you stopped screaming when you came across a photo. It was you and Fred hugging on a Gryffindor common room couch.

That was the day you found out you were pregnant and you were scared out of your mind.

“Love, are you alright?” Fred asked and sat down on the couch in the Gryffindor common room next to you. “

Hm? Oh yeah, just tired I guess,” you mumbled, not daring to look into his eyes. 

“Oh come on, Y/n, we’ve been dating for 4 years. Just tell me what’s going on in that head of yours,” he cooed and engulfed you in a hug while stroking your hair and giving you a long kiss on the forehead. 

The flashing of a camera made both of your eyes go wide. “

Aw look at the love birds!” George teased and sat the camera on the table, waiting for it to process. 

“Oh sod off George,” Fred groaned and gave you another kiss on the forehead.

You sobbed and came back to reality, Theo was crying. You quickly got off of the floor and sat next to him, bringing him into your lap.

“I’m so sorry Theo, mommy didn’t mean to scare you,” you cried and hugged him tightly.

I will sing no requiem

I will sing no requiem

I will sing no requiem tonight

“Come on, let’s go to sleep,” you told Theo while glaring at the ripped up pictures on the floor, “I have better things to do than cry over a stupid man who broke my heart years ago. I’m done crying over him. I’m over him.”.

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh

Theo ended up not being able to fall asleep and neither could you. Fred Weasley was all you were thinking about. No matter how hard you tried, he was still taking over your brain.

“Come on, Theo,” you huffed and got him dressed in a little jacket to accommodate for the coldness of the night before walking out of your house and walking to the graveyard where Fred had been buried.

You needed to see him one last time before you never thought about him again.

You looked down at the gravestone “Fred Weasley, beloved brother, son, and friend,” you read quietly to yourself, starting to cry once more. You sat down and leaned up against the gravestone before making Theo cuddle into your front.

“I miss you everyday Fred,” you cried and hugged Theo tightly while rubbing the ground Fred was buried under, “I still love you, no matter how many times I try to say I hate you.”.

Little did you know, Fred was sitting next to you, his arms were wrapped around you and their son. “Y/n, I wish I could go back and fix everything, I wish I could’ve been there for you and our son, I’m sorry,” he whispered sadly, resting his head on your shoulder.

After a few minutes of you crying, you stood up, much to Fred’s dismay and looked down and Fred’s gravestone where Fred was also coincidently sitting, “This is it, Fred, I need to move on, I’ll always love you, I hope you know that. But this is goodbye,” you said sadly, “for now,” you said in barely a whisper before turning around and walking back to your house.

Although you knew that you were never going to see him again and for years to come you would say that you were over Fred, you knew that you would never be over him and that you would sing a silent requiem every night for Fred because he was, and will always, be the love of your life.

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xoxo

#fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley x you #fred weasley #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley angst #harry potter characters x reader #harry potter fanfiction

[aliceindaisychains999]

Hiiii! I saw that tank dempsey and video games post and it made me think... How would the bois (primis and Ultimis) do with good ol' Jackbox?

(spoiler alert : it'd be a hot mess. Especially with Ultimis)

HELLO MY FRIEND! You’re correct, Ultimis can barely hold together a game of Mario Kart without someone throwing a shit fit (even Takeo). This all takes place in a modern AU btw. Each group gets 3 games so this doesn't get overwhelmingly large

I'm also using an emoji guide bc it's going to be very detailed

Primis: Tank( 🪖), Richtofen (🧪), Takeo(🌸), Nikolai (🐻)

Ultimis: Tank (🧨), Richtofen (🧟), Takeo(🗡️), Nikolai (🍷)

JACKBOX NIGHT WITH THE AETHER CREW

Primis:

Behold, the group that actually has fun with it!

Everyone’s favorite game has to be T-KO. Nikolai kept coming up with hysterical shirts with risqué jokes. The shirt seen below was his magnum opus:

Richtofen insisted his was a really funny pun, but nobody laughed again no matter how much he milked the joke :( But it's DummKoffee...

During Job Job, Everyone kept losing their shit. For examples:

"You want to make a good impression for the district manager. How do you stand out?" 🧪: I like to cry for help to the district manager

🪖: respond Based off of gooey cheese cheese cheese cheese snacks ("Not gonna lie, this stuff is why I joined the Marine Corp")

"You had your picture taken for your work badge and it's awful! What do you do?"

🐻: pillow Hangover 🌸: I hose that Karen

Richtofen nearly choked on his beer hearing Dempsey's answer 🧪Goodness, Dempsey! Are you starving? 🪖I mean, sure. I could go for somethin' cheesy right now (And so they heated some Totino's and pizza bagels from the freezer, in which Takeo kept quietly stealing one off of everyone's plate until Nikolai caught him in the act. Did I mention they were slightly tipsy?)

Overall, they all had lighthearted fun with it. And it slowly becomes a game of choice when they hand out besides poker and online gaming once in a while.

Ultimis:

Ok so already everyone is taking at least 15-30 minutes to connect tO THE FUCKING TV

🍷Wait wait don't start guys! I haven't signed in yet!

🧨COME ON NIKOLAI! GIMMIE YOUR PHONE! (The same man who struggled several minutes earlier to jump on)

🗡️Hmmm, what should we play first? 🧟OOOH! Let's play Murder Trivia! It sounds delicious~

🧨Ugh, give me a break...

So murder trivia was a rough start. Not only did everyone have a tough time with the puzzles. but only Takeo and Richtofen were getting most of the questions right. This left Nikolai and Tank dying every round and failing their redemption challenges.

Nikolai would angrily pout and mumble "Fuck this game" while Tank roared with so much visceral rage in his throat. This is worse than him fighting with someone in the MW2 Voice chat

Richtofen thought it was funny until Tank was about to get violent and punch a hole in the TV. Takeo and Nikolai had to restrain him while Richtofen scolded him. No more Murder Trivia...

🧟Maybe Monster Seeking Mon-🧨NO. I get to pick this time!

Tank chose Survive the Internet! And… it went as well as you’d expect.

Surprisingly, it was Takeo that added the hashtag for Richtofen's tweet! 🗡️Ha ha ha! Are you surprised by my ambush, Doctor? 🧨Alright, Tak! It's funny 'cause it's true🧟I hate you, Dempsey

A taste of karma on Richtofen's part for the #whycollegematters comment

Honorable mention to Dempsey's gut-busting commentary here. Everyone laughed so hard that even Takeo had beer come out his nose!

The final game was Civic Doodle. Literally nobody knew how to draw and Richtofen kept slamming down everyone’s “crappy job” on their artwork.

🧟AAAACH! WHAT AM I LOOKING AT?! DIDE YOU SMUDGE IT ALL WITH YOUR THUMB?! 🍷HEY FUCK YOU I CAN’T TOUCH SCREEN! IS TOO TINY FOR NIKOLAI! Besides, I can see two of what I’m drawing which makes it harder for me :(

It sadly ends with a lot of quarreling because the wifi had issues and everyone thought it was because someone was doing it on purpose to cheat 🧨Hey wait a minute… YOU DID THIS ON PURPOSE, DIDN’T YOU RECTALFAN! 🧟Why is it every time something goes wrong, you assume it’s MY fault? HMM?! Maybe I should remind you of all the times you’ve thrown a wrench into my- our plans! 🍷I think it was the bushido warrior. He’s too quiet… and his jokes are unfunny as shit🗡️Says you, Russian pig! [INTENSIFIED OLD MAN YELLING] They tire themselves out into slumber in the living room.

#cod zombies #call of duty zombies #codz #primis dempsey #ultmis dempsey #tank dempsey #primis richtofen #ultimis richtofen #edward richtofen #takeo masaki #primis takeo #ultimis takeo #nikolai belinski #primis nikolai #ultimis nikolai #i poured my heart and soul into this so I hope it's worth the unecessarily long wait #im still so very sorry!!!! #I just wanted to make sure I gave it more than just basic responses

[blehcupidd]

Jealous Girl

Chapter Eight

Xavier Thorpe x fem!oc

A/n: Taken from my Wattpad made at the beginning of 2023, some written mistakes and i had a note about what happen with Percy Hanes White, that note will put put at the end of this chapter.

Also ignore mistakes please i wrote this whilst looking at the tv show so if it says that someone looks at something but it didnt state what, ignore it im sorry.

Series Masterlist

Previous Chapter

Students filled the greenhouse, ready for botanical science. As Évangéline walked in, she saw Ajax talking to the teacher. "I'm going to give you all the materials again," Miss Thornhill explained as she walked past. Chuckling as she walked past, she received a shove in return.

Settling in her seat she could see Wednesday talking to Thing, behind a plant pot. "I see you finally made a friend." The voice of Bianca echoed the glass walls. "Even if it is a plant."

"I go for quality over quantity." The black haired girl retaliated, not giving away Things presence.

Looking over to Xavier, he was scribbling on his notebook; obviously drawing something. Noticing Wednesday hadn't sat down, she was about to call out to sit next to her. That was until a vampire boy sat next to her. With Wednesday looking around, she gave the girl a sorry look.

"There's an open spot next to me." She heard Xavier offer, the row behind her. "If you can stand sitting that close to an elitist snob." He continued. This gave Évangéline a chuckle. Although she was "mad" at the boy for thinking he's using her, the snarky comeback was funny.

(Let's pretend that Xavier doesn't sit front row ;) )

She received a look from the boy next to her, he had pale skin and dark black hair; of course paired with sunglasses. She tempered him as one of the guys Yoko hung out with when they weren't together.

"Marshall. Marshall Lee? I'm friends with Yoko?" The newfound Marshall said to her. She gave a confused look, "You were staring, I assumed you wanted to know my name." He anxiously chuckled.

"Oh sorry! I'm-" She replied, then being interrupted.

"Évangéline, Yoko told me. She talks about you a lot, all good things I swear." He interrupted.

Hearing rustling, she looked around looking for the culprit. She was only met with the harsh glare of Bianca. 'What now?' She thought, wanting to know why Bianca gave her death stares.

"I doubt Wednesday is impressed by your tricks, Me Thorpe." Miss Thornhill droned. With Évangéline looking backwards, Wednesday gave a look almost to say, 'help me!'.

"Admit it, you're a little impressed." Xavier asked Wednesday. Évangéline was kicking herself as she was feeling a little jealous over Wednesday. She knew she didn't mean to, yet it was the second time of something like this happening.

With Wednesday noticing a glum look on her acquaintances face, she slammed her hand down onto the drawn spider. With that, the students laughed at Xavier's expense. Sending a thankful smile to Wednesday, Évangéline received a small nod in return.

"Wednesday, we're thrilled to have you join us on out journey into the world of carnivorous plants." Thornhill spoke. "Now, who can tell us the name of this beauty?" Thornhill gestures towards a plant in a glass casing; Bianca immediately raising a hand.

As she was about to answer, "Dendrophylax lindenii." Wednesday interrupted.

"Otherwise known as the ghost orchid." Bianca glared over to the interrupting girl.

"First discovered on the Isle of Wright in 1854." Wednesday spoke, eyes straight forward. She received a look of astonishment from the woman in the front.

"Very good, Wednesday! Looks like you may have competition for first chair, Bianca." Thornhill praised as students ooo and snigger. "Wednesday, perhaps you can identify the ghost orchid's greatest qualities."

"Resilience and adaptability." The mentioned girl immediately replied. "It's able to thrive in even the most hostile environments."

"But it's main presence can change the ecosystem, bringing others down with it and causing the established plants to reject it." Bianca sounded, as if she was talking about Wednesday becoming acquaintances with Évangéline and calling herself an 'established' plant.

"Usually because the native species is allowed to thrive unchecked." Wednesday added, obviously seeing through Bianca. "Nothing a weed wacker couldn't fix."

"You can most certainly try."

"Are we still talking about flowers?" Xavier spoke up, being bored of the conversation going on either side of him. Students chuckle at the joke.

"Thank you, ladies, for those illuminating insights. Clearly the plants aren't the only carnivores in class today." Thornhill joked.

Waking out of the science classroom, the vampire caught up with her. It took her by surprise, to say the least.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?" He asked, nervous.

Évangéline was about to answer with a 'yes', that was until she remembered Enid needed her. Looking over Marshall's shoulder, she saw the glare of Xavier Thorpe. 'What?'

"Sorry, I would but-" she started.

"No, no it's fine. Maybe some other time?" He interrupted, walking away.

Furrowing her brows, she shook her head and walked to find Enid. Not noticing the look from Xavier behind her.

#addamsfamily #ajaxpetropolus #enidsinclair #fanfic #fanfiction #netflix #nevermore #thehyde #wednesday #wednesdayaddams #xavierthorpe #xavier thorpe x fem!oc #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe x you #xavier thorpe x y/n

[mydemonsdrivealimo]

Incorrect Quotes

tysm for the tag @jerzwriter (her post here) i had way too much fun with this

(all quotes pulled from this site)

i dont think you understand how obssessed i am with these im gonna be here for hours but anyway,, jensen x bryce will be first, then single characters will be after :)

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(this one in the context of them playing basketball together >>>)

Jensen: That was the worst throw ever. Of all time

Bryce: Not my fault. Somebody put a wall in the way.

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Bryce: Thought I was meowing back at my cat for the past hour, but it was just me and Jensen meowing at each other from different rooms in the house

(barry watching all of this go down like🧍‍♂️)

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Jensen: The universe is cold and unfeeling. The only constant is chaos. Bryce: Was that place out of chocolate-chip pancakes again?

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(no okay the way this one is Accurate af)

Jensen: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Bryce: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Jensen: I said within reason, Bryce. How about I murder that guy? Bryce: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Jensen: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

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(omfg the way i can see this with jensens intrusive thoughts its so funny)

Jensen: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it. Jensen: And I started thinking. Jensen: Like, it was just trying to get food. Jensen: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck? Bryce: Are you ok?

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Bryce: Relationships should be 50/50. Jensen cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

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Bryce: My hands are cold. Jensen: Here, let me hold them. Bryce: My lips are cold too. Jensen: *covers Bryce's mouth with their hand*

(this one got me gd. jensen so would)

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(this one.)

Jensen: Wow, Bryce, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Bryce: We literally slept together yesterday. Jensen: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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Jensen: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. Bryce: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. Jensen: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? Bryce: Is it working?

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Single quotes

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Bryce: What the fuck. Bryce: ESPN is showing 2003 national jump rope championship. Bryce: Who the hell watches jump rope competiti- ooh bouncy.

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Jensen: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.

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Ethan, to the squad: And remember, if I get harsh with you it is only because you’re doing it all wrong.

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Jensen: Helpful grammar tip: “farther” is for physical distance, “further” is for methaphorical distance, and “father” is for emotional distance!

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Jensen: If I stay in bed I'll be warm. If I get in the shower, I'll also be warm. But the distance between the bed and shower? No. That is not warm.

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(and one double of these two cause i love it)

Sienna: Don't go to the kitchen. Jensen: Why? Sienna: I saw a spider. Jensen: Well, did you kill it? Sienna: It has 8 arms and I only have 2, it's not fair...

#im so sorry this is so long im having the time of my life #not tagging cause everybody i know has been tagged so #jensen valentine #open heart #open heart mc #bryce lahela #open heart choices #bryce lahela × jensen valentine #sienna trihn #ethan ramsey

[imsosocold]

A very (un)comprehensive review of Thanks To Them:

You foolish fools, you thought we’d never return. But here’s the (non) long awaited sequel reaction of the TOH finale because it was way more popular than I thought lmao.

I, uh, initially planned to include OFF quotes in each review  post to collaborate with themes we got from each episode but I lost my quote list so we’re not doing that anymore. I’ll make a quote post for Belos someday though, promise.

Also we have no concept of time or order so if the reactions aren’t in the correct sequence of events oh well.

Lomes: Belos better go to Turballos this episode.

Jorah: Is that your qualification for TOH at this point?

Sunniva: When are you forcing us to do a OPM MA reaction post?

*I slammed my hand on my desk to try to look cool but I just made it red instead.*

Me: Foolish fools, you underestimate our purpose here.

Lomes: You’re playing around too much AA, you’ll become liberal at this rate. 

Sunniva: Not the worst verbal phrase fae has chosen to mimic. Besides, I’m surprised your interest in TOH has lasted this long.

Jorah: Stuff never dies with chir. Like with Minecraft Story Mode.

 Me: Foolish fools, I want some attention so we’re doing more dumb online stuff.

Jorah: Now I’m included! :D

Me: Behave.

Jorah: Say that to Lomes!

Lomes: Yeah, say that to me.

…

Sunniva: [ Noelle], your hands are all red now. Stop hurting yourself please

Lomes: Bang your head on the desk pussy. 

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Jorah: Why is everyone else forgetting Lilith was there during the whole Philip-finds-the-Collector-scene?  

Lomes: Yeah, it’s mostly her fault. Fuck your mother Lilith AUs.

Sunniva: Okay, that’s a bit harsh.

Me: Does Hunter even know Caleb was Philip’s brother? He only called Caleb ‘ a witch hunter’.

Lomes: You should know, you’re the one who’s following the show.

Sunniva: You know they struggle to comprehend stuff.

Me: Yeah, all I do is struggle.

Jorah: They have memory problems Lomes >:0

 Me: Yeah I have sooo many problems.

Lomes: I’m going to channel Technoblade to kick your ass.

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Lomes: All the Lunter fans cried at this episode lmao.

Jorah: I’m crying cause Luz’s dad is ugly >:(

Sunniva: YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THAT  HE’S DEAD AND THIS IS THE FIRST PROPER LOOK WE GOT OF HIM- 

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Lomes: This is powerpoint  presentation levels of quality.   

Jorah: Isn’t western animation a beautiful thing?

Me, watching Amity fall: ♪ Story of my life♪ 

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Jorah: There’s finally Spanish! And it’s actually subtitled :D!!

Lomes: What’s with all the sound effects though?

Sunniva: What’s with all the photos Willow has of her friends dating?

Me: “ Friends”.

Lomes: Imagine us having those.

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Lomes: Ugh, they’re pushing the Willow x Hunter ship sooo hardd.

Me: Ugh, shipping.

Jorah: Unless it’s funny.

Me: Unless it’s funny.

Sunniva:  Uh, Wally Darling x Gregg x Angus. 

Me: See, that’s just good.

Lomes: Okay,what’s ‘funny’ to you, silly goose, cause-

Jorah: I shipped Mae x Gregg x Angus…

Lomes: EXCUSE ME-

*Then they got into a fight about shipping I honestly did not care about and did not even attempt to record it.*

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Jorah: Imagine if Luz had to cover the Wittebros’s tale in her history class lmao. 

Lomes: Imagine if the TOH crew covered the Wittebros’s story in canon.

Sunniva: Can you guys try to be optimistic?

Lomes: You will not suppress-

Me: This is why we can’t do anything-

Jorah: Meow~^•ﻌ•^ฅ

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Lomes:  HUNTER FLAPJACK IS JUST A BIRD CALM DOWN!!

Sunniva: He’s been on Twitter too long. ( Said the Twitter user).

Jorah: Palismen rights!!!

Me: Palestinian rights?

Jorah: That too! :)

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Me: Just realized Belos was probably in the house during the breakdown scene.  Very awkward.

Jorah: What do you think he was doing offscreen all that time? Besides getting a sugar daddy.

Me: Abolishing the system and adding the rich’s corpses amongst its remains.

Lomes: Considering nerfing the human realm and honestly I couldn’t blame him.

Sunniva: Escaping from your purpose is impossible.    

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Jorah: Ok OK, I know Caleb is literally Connecticut Clark but it’d be funny if Belos fell for an opposite equivalent to himself as well in the Human Realm, who cares what species-

Me: The guy working in the gas station, slouched over the cooler with an unlit cigarette in his mouth. 

Lomes: Ah, gas station people, my favorite species.

Jorah: Have you been to Circle K?

Me: Their food is good.

Lomes: You got sick from their spicy chicken since you were doomed to be a basic white bitch even with your, admittedly split, heritage. 

Sunniva: Didn’t you ship Wilbur Soot and Belos [Noelle]?

Me:Oh yeah, I thought it’d be funny that when learning topical stuff, Belos got hyperfixated on the DSMP and ended up actually believing the roleplay was real, that Wilbur had been involved with some weird magic and managed to escape back to his home in the human realm; Utah.  He believes the videos were either exact records of Wilbur’s escapades or simple reenactments of it.  Cue humiliation and confusion when Belos tries to contact Wilbur. Or by coincidence the duo met at a Lovejoy concert idk.

Lomes: Either way Belos buys and wears DSMP merch.

Me: Definitely. 

( Somebody draw this).

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Jorah: ♪ Enby, enby.~♪

Sunniva: I love Masha’s fit.  

Lomes: [ Noelle], it’s you straight up!    

Me: I wish there was a Casa Batlló look to the museum… *******************************************************************

 Lomes: Our favorite occultist Nathan Fielder 

Me, hitting the desk again: Stop. 

Sunniva: I thought his name was Nathan too.

Jorah: Who fed you that lie? It had to come from someone!

Sunniva: More importantly, he looks like the MOTHERFUCKER WHO STOLE THE FUCKING YOUTUBE TO MP3 CONVERTER OFF MY CAR-

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Jorah: Glad that guy was dealt with. Just  imagine the fucking government. *＾ワ ^* 

Me: Conspiracy theorist or not, it’d make sense to both be freaked out by and be curious of a supernatural creature. His reactions are some of the tamer ones honestly. 

Sunniva: Think he’s related to the witch hunter Hopkins? 

Lomes: If so, no wonder he’s cray cray.  People would make his life a living hell for the shit his ancestor’s did.

Jorah: All Nathan does is take Ls.

Sunniva: He’s definitely the punching bag of the writers.   

Lomes: One guy criticized Dana’s writing too many times.  

Me: Dana watched one too many TOH critical Youtube videos. But honestly, he seems like a waste of character space and writing.       

 Lomes: Not all characters need to be deep or important. 

Me: With what little time they have yeah.

 Sunniva: It may be funny to laugh at him and feel smug over not being in the same boat but  we can easily fall for the same tricks. 

 Lomes: They did deal with the antivaxer better. It’d be cool if he was the museum caretaker.

Jorah: History coven duo!

Lomes: Belos x Nathan, the hate sink ship.

Me: No.

Sunniva: Belos and his curse x The Nathan Fielder-

Me: STOP-

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Me: Ah, Masha said the line the TOH fandom takes too seriously.

Jorah: I’m more focused on Willow’s costume, like yikes. ಠ-ಠ

Lomes: God, could they make it anymore obvious-

Me: ♪He was a boy.♪

Jorah: ♪She was a girl.♪

Lomes: ♪That song was misogynistic and homophobic.♪ Anyway, with all that laughing and ominous music- 

Sunniva: I’m still trying to figure out how the museum had the budget for that hayride, it was some Disney BS-

*Group groan* Disney 

Lomes: Fuck the mouse.

Me: No thank you.

Lomes: Not literally.

Jorah: Eat the mouse. Literal.

Sunniva: What do mice taste like?

Lomes: Chicken.

Sunniva: Why chicken?

Lomes: Every non traditional meat tastes like chicken.

Jorah: Do you think Flapjack tastes like chicken?

Me: I’m hitting the desk again. 

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Me: Why do you think there is still magic in the lake?

Jorah: There is a Titan fetus in the lake water. 

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Lomes: He said it so fruity. Oh no~    

 Jorah: I like the maniacal  laugh. ˙ྌ˙

Sunniva: Luz’s mom must have no idea what's going on. “ Wow Hunter, your costume is actually cool now.”

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Jorah: They killed Hunter’s support animal and only friend by having them flap uselessly in front of Belos, not even trying to fight, even though she was initially hiding behind the grave. >:(

Sunniva: The creators needed the angst. 

Me: No, see, Hunter hadn’t gone through enough pain, there’s a fucking quota that needs be met per a certain time frame. How else are people supposed to know that white people can feel pain?

Lomes: White people suffered a lot through history, you know. That’s why the show spent so much time on Hunter and Amity over characters like Willow and Gus.  

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Jorah: He’s not even screaming in anger over losing the Titan blood for the portal, he just needs something to the Halloween party or else he’s gonna lose support from his sugar daddy.

Lomes: “ No, Hunter! How am I gonna keep the bitches now? Everyone’s going to leave again.”

Sunniva: Okay, one of them tried to take the other down with them to water. Did Belos forget he can’t swim?

Me: My short, clumsy, memory loss having ass always going in the deep end while barely remembering how to swim. 

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Me: Luz and Amity need to break up at this point.

Lomes: You’re saying that cause you’re aro-ace spec.

Me: They’re just toxic, Luz never shares her thoughts or emotions-

Sunniva: People would flip out and call TOH homophobic and that they gave in to the pressure of Disney.

Me: Have Luz get with another female character then, like Willow.

Lomes: That’s what it’s been about all along-  

Jorah: I’ve always hc’d Luz as transmasc.

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Lomes: That was pointless.

Me: So was this post.    

Jorah: Check out Pigeon Pit and Crocodile Scissor Cut!

Lomes: Don't check any other work Noelle did. Let this be the last interaction you have with them.

Sunniva: How many more of these do we have to do?

Me: Uh, just TOH wise, three.

Another group groan!

#toh #toh review #noelle #and co! #toh critical #dark humour #dark humor #covered in autism #all my posts are shitposts

[cherryblossom41]

1/16/23

(an old piece I feel like posting)

Journaling has always been something I want to do but I never go through with it. Like fully stick with it. Maybe by doing it here I can stick with it. But I do like to write everything down I feel like it has more meaning or some shit like that. Maybe I could make this into a book, who knows. That would be kinda cool but also scary having people know stuff about my life.  

I and my best friend talked about starting a youtube channel tonight. I think it would be fun to have my life documented. Sounds stupid and like a lot of work but I don’t know. I'm too indecisive with this stuff. Such as this lovely thing called journaling.  

I feel like my life has been very chill lately. I'm happy, but there's something weird feeling in me. Like something is missing or I'm not doing something right. I've been seeing someone, but because of my lovely ex, I've been overthinking absolutely everything and it's stressing me out. I know I shouldn’t be, but I am anyway. It's scary for me to let people in now and I never know what they want from me. Like I need to know exactly what they are thinking or I'm going to freak out. This is why I need to go to therapy.  

I might as well get my ex out of the way in ranting than I have the whole story out. Maybe this can be a reminder for future me what to look out for cause men are just evil at this point I'm sure of it. He was an asshole simply put it. Everything was fine at first and I was positive he was the one even though I was quite literally 16 years old thinking I was living some dream life. So we started talking when I was at a very rough point in my life, not one of my proudest moments. I thought he was cute or hot whatever a 16-year-old thinks of boys. And I will say he was good-looking when we first got together, but now almost four years later he looks like shit. He looks like he's on drugs or something I don’t know. I'm getting off track. 

So we started talking and it was all good for that time in my life. He was sweet and we hung out all the time. That was one big mistake I made. Since I was with him all the time I stopped hanging out with my friends and I'm never going to do that again. He became a crutch for me and it wasn’t healthy at all. We were good for the first four or five months, then, literally, right before my birthday I found out he had been messaging girls and exchanging pictures with them and that kinda fucked me up. I told him if I found out about that happening again we were done. And boy was I wrong about that statement. It was fine for another two months just random normal bickering.  

Now, some backstory information, I currently live in the southwest so it's very country. Since it's the country we have rodeos. These rodeos are like the big event for us. The girls get dressed up all fancy like I would plan outfits days ahead, it was a whole ordeal. My ex was very much a country boy so obviously, we went to the rodeo. The first day or so was fine and dandy. Hanging out with friends, drinking in the back, riding horses, and watching the rodeo, it was all fun. Then one night I was driving, and keep in mind we got there two hours before the rodeo even began and would leave around 2 am. So I have about 2-3 drinks over the span of about five hours and he does not like this at all. This is the fun part because he had drunk a whole 24-pack of Coors light by himself, yet I couldn’t drink. It's funny how that worked. So we get into a fight about it and he says a snarky comment about me and I'm livid at this point. Trigger warning for domestic violence if needed. I'm yelling at him and he keeps saying he is going to hit me if I don’t back up. Now we had exchanged the whole I love yous so I'm like haha yea ok do it then. This goes back and forth for a few minutes and then boom, he slams a car door on me. I don’t appreciate this, obviously, so I open it back up and he does what he said he would do. The guy that “loved” me hit me. Bad too. His friends had to pull him off and literally drive him away from me because they didn’t trust him. The whole thing got recorded on my phone but I never did anything about it because I loved him. This was only six months into the almost two-year relationship and it just went downhill from there. 

I'll end up talking about different situations with him later but I'm not getting into all of that now. I will say he fucked me up mentally. I didn’t recognize myself and I was so unhappy. I finally broke things off with the support of my friends and started my journey of complete and utter self-destruction. I let myself go. Partying. Drinking. Smoking way too much. Sleeping with anyone. All to try and “fill the void” of what I lost when I was with my ex. It's cheesy to say but I did that to myself. I didn’t care about anyone but myself. I became friends with these girls I worked with and they didn’t help my road to self-destruct. They are some of the biggest bitches I have ever met and I will say that with my whole chest. I fought one of them, but once again that’s a story for another day when I feel like ranting about it.  

After my four-month era of crazy and dropping those girls, I began to go to a college in the city and it is party central. More stories from that small era to come. But I started sleeping with or talking to a guy I went to high school with and turns out he had a whole girlfriend even though he asked me to be his girlfriend. It was a whole thing you can get the details later. I'm really keeping you on your toes. I'm talking to no one this is so stupid. Ok well, I technically got cheated on and I became very very depressed.  

I've had depression and anxiety since the 7th grade so when this reality check happened I realized how fucked my life became. I decided I was going to get some help so I got with a psychiatrist and wow what a surprise, I'm bipolar. Kinda figured that but it was shocking to find out. It's scary. I have to take my little meds every night or I will quite literally go crazy. It’s a great time. From that point, I decided I would begin my journey to rediscover myself. Finding the old me I haven't seen in years. I was tired of living in a repetitive hole.  

I guess that’s what this could be. Going through my journey to finding myself and working on myself. All of this has been for me and no one else. I hated the person I became and I wanted to change that.  

I was with someone after the whole cheating thing but I broke that off because it wasn’t fair to be with someone when you're not in the right head space. Once again that’s another story, but that was almost a year ago now. I've spent the majority of my life, starting in middle school, relying on men's opinions for my happiness. Never my own and I realized that was a big issue of mine. As I said it has been almost a year of being single and honestly it has been the greatest time of my life. I would highly recommend it. I just hang out with my best friend and have fun. I do things I enjoy for myself. I have time for myself and I don’t feel like I need to hold myself up to any standards for someone else.  

Sometimes it does get lonely but like I said earlier I have been kinda seeing someone. It's weird and uncharted territory right now but I'm taking it slow. My main focus is myself. I'm learning to love life for myself and find what makes me happy and enjoy the life I'm living. Some days it gets hard, everyone has their bad days, but I try to look past them. It makes things easier to have an open mind.  

I'm in college studying psychology so as I go through this maybe I will learn more about my own brain and use some of the fancy terminologies while writing.  

This should be an interesting thing to work on. I don’t know if I'm going to do anything with it or if this is just going to sit on my computer forever. Who knows. But I'm going to see where this goes.