#but he's not abusive he literally just. did that one thing and yall all ran with it

[peppermintflavoredlove]

[show about stupid horny teenage assholes doing bad things has a stupid horny teenage asshole doing a bad thing]

fandom: wow! i cant believe anyone likes stupid horny teenage asshole! and they ship him with stupid horny teenage asshole #2! he's an abuser! this is why nobody ships stupid horny teenage asshole #3 x less stupid horny teenager anymore

#was what he did bad YES #should he have done it NO #would it be better if he learned from his actions instead of jfk doing the thing ABSOLUTELY #but he's not abusive he literally just. did that one thing and yall all ran with it #you could say cleo is problematic because she thinks its fun to break peoples hearts #thats a thing she did consistently #or that jfk is problematic because he only saw women as objects #or abe because he doesnt pay attention to his friends feelings or what they try to tell him #you could say any clone high ship is abusive even though theyre really not #theyre gonna beat my ass for this but i simply understand more than you guys do

[everythingwasnormalhere]

Headcanons for Butters?

got asked for butters twice so giving him priority >:3

tw: abuse

this is canon: his parents fucking suck

and they progressively get worse as he grows up

at 11-12 starts trying to revel

small things only, like wearing small stuff he likes or hanging out with his friends for longer than what he's allowed to

he slowly changes his style to goth (~13yo)

and the goths adopt him, for a period of a few months in which he becomes real hardcore

but he grows tired of being sad all the time

then his style evolves into something closer to punk? he's not trying to fit into any aesthetic tho, just what's more comfortable/cooler (~14yo)

like, still dark and all but doesn't mind adding extra colors :)

back to his parents, this causes a shit ton of trouble with them

they beat him up and grounded him one day when he returned home at 2am reeking cigarrete (he was hanging out with the goth kids)

(that happened more often but this time his parents were even angrier than usual) (also he was 13 idk if yall got it but anyway)

then they locked him up in his room, as in literally locked him up

he stayed there sobbing for a couple hours but then he got fed up

he climbed out his window and ran to kenny's house

cuz he was panicking and had no idea of who else he could turn to

he told kenny what happened and so kenny let butters stay at his for as long as he wanted

since then butters almost doesn't spend any time at his parents' house

instead he sleeps at a friend's, mostly kenny, stan, and craig

jimmy and kyle would offer too but their parents wouldn't approve and/or would tell the stotchs

at 14 he got his ears pierced by kenny

they looked fucking awesome (slay)

obviously leaving home caused him sm mental issues

he has breakdowns real often, his friends have grown used to help him out with these

he can't stand loud noises for the life of him

has autism (diagnosed), C-PTSD and bipolar-2 (undiagnosed)

his hair is always dyed funky bright colors ✨

his favs are magenta and purple

he even convinced kenny to let him dye highlights on his own :)

he also wears silly little trinkets everywhere

he has big black boots (with huge platforms slay) and they're full of stickers and tiny charms

and he loves wearing fishnets :)

he wears eyeliner all the time! he makes it look so pretty istg

he has the scar from the shuriken incident + is basically blind on that eye, but he doesn't mind it anymore

he has a great relationship with all the boys at school!

besides cartman, butters learnt what he did to him and so now he hates him

he's tryna fix what he did to girls too, his relationship with them is slowly improving

him and heidi rant about cartman's bs to each other quite often

they're sorta besties

butter's best friend is definitely kenny but heidi is the one he's closest to at least out of the girls

at school he's mid at everything

he enjoys more artsy classes because they're more fun tho :)

he likes painting and writing

he's been questioning his gender for a while, currently he goes by all pronouns to try them out (I'm only using he/him here to not make it confusing TwT)

he's pansexual :3

and possibly asexual? or some kid of ace-spec probably

he still goes out as chaos from time to time

kenny, clyde and him are actually the only ones who still go out as their supersonas

he and kenny bond with craig over their shared autism :3

it's a huge spectrum and they're each at one completely different point of it, but they still relate to each other and they like that :D

he does know how to swear, but he doesn't do it

besides on special occassions :)

whenever he swears everyone around him is so shocked

"wHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN CURSE"

butters loves this XD

i think that's it! not counting his parents he's having a great time :)

#south park #south park fandom #south park hcs #south park au #south park headcanons #south park fanfiction #leopold butters stotch #butters stotch headcanons #butters stotch #butters south park #sp butters #butters leopold stotch #kenny x butters #<-implied #kenny mccormick #marjorine stotch #sp marjorine #tw abuse #my headcanons #answered

[deepfriedseagullfeet]

my chase! lore under the cut: 

33-37, cis male (he him), gay (important to his character development), 6’1”

ah yes, chase. the community’s favorite quote-unquote sad dad. the protagonist of the canon jacksepticeye ego lore. and here he is, last but not least on my list. chase is probably the most complex out of all my versions of the egos. theres…a lot to this guy. i wont talk too extensively about him, but still, hang in there with me yall. major tw’s for like, abuse, suicide, addiction, age regression and trauma responses

so lets start off with backstory. its very upsetting, lets just say that, and im just straight up gonna say his life before the egos fucking sucks. he had a miserable, abusive childhood, he dropped out of school and ran away to live with his sister who then died of a drug overdose, he met stacy in college and just when he thought he had stability in his life, all the stuff he went through seemed to come crashing down on him and he became an alcoholic, depressed disaster. stacy couldnt take care of him anymore as he got worse and worse, refusing to see anyone for his issues, which led to a messy divorce and chase’s 5th suicide attempt. which is where we leave off when chase is brought into the world by jack.

now when an ego is created, they dont automatically have all their memories, and barely know who they are. so it takes a few weeks to get acclimated and “remember” their past life, if they had one. chase, well, he kept getting hit with traumatic memory after memory, especially at night, waking up the other egos with his literally terrified sobbing. even as the memories of his hard life kept seeping in, he was going back to old habits, getting blackout drunk behind jackie and henrik’s backs, getting in bar fights that henrik had to bail him out of jail for. there were panic attacks and screaming at the other egos, and he did this thing where he hid under his bed for hours that jackie and henrik began to realize was involuntary age regression. chase didnt want to deal with being alive anymore, if im being honest. jack wanted nothing to do with him, and jackie was scared jack was going to get rid of him like he did marvin.

and thats where jackie really shines in chase’s story. he was, in his mind, a fuckup that nobody wanted, and he assumed jackie and henrik would give up on him like everyone else. but the thing is, they didnt. jackie, despite his own issues and his own frustrations, never gave up on chase. even when chase kept drinking, even when he screamed in jackie’s face that he hated him, jackie stayed with chase, loving on him even in his worst moments. and really, it sounds cheesey, but all chase needed was someone to love him unconditionally. someone who wouldn’t leave him like everyone else. someone who gave him actual support through his ptsd and his addiction.

and yeah, it took time, but chase put down the bottle and started getting himself back in order. he started going to therapy for his issues (we’ll discuss that in a moment) and actually started putting in effort to be better, because he didnt want to keep hurting henrik or jackie, because he loved them, really he did. he started up a twitch channel, which gave him something to do at first, but eventually gave him a source of income. and he got a dog. very important. chase got an emotional support golden retriever named sunshine. and that dog brings him so much joy every day, just having something to care for and something to get out of the house to go on walks with. he loves that dog a lot.

but with the eventual improvement in chases life theres something else. his therapist. was anti. remember how i mentioned anti was a psychiatrist? yeah that really comes into play here. now ok, in some ways, dr. angus jackson quote unquote helped him. he talked about his trauma, he learned to understand his age regression, he was able to really work through his issues. but that doesn’t mean anti was messing with his head, or getting information about the other egos because he wanted to, or even forcing chase to cry about his past or age regress for antis own amusement, which is obviously very fucked up. chase eventually saw past anti’s manipulation and was able to recognize who he was, which was a terrifying revelation. and after anti…he had a hard time trusting a new therapist.

so in general, chase doesn’t have a lot to offer for the “plot” if you want to call it that to be honest. but i think hes still important, especially to the other egos. he’s constantly battling his mental illness throughout the story, but he has lots of support. he and jackie are best friends, and he loves his dog and his job.

personality wise for chase, hes a big ole softy. he used to be super mean and nasty when he was first born, but he was able to let down his walls and let himself be soft around the other egos. hes real sweet and chill. he likes hugs and is a guy you can hang out with and talk to.

#jacksepticegos #chase brody #my art #ego lore #ego posting

[viscountessevie]

Justice for Shelley Conn!!! The writers did her and Mary so dirty and even so she was so so good. I know that every one has a grieving time but it would be so much more realistic to have Kate's father dying like a year prior, it would explain better Mary's emotional absence and why Kate had to take charge. Also I think Edwina should have known about the deal with the Sheffields since the begging, it would have made her character more likeable if she was willing to marry someone to take care of Kate and Mary and would explain the urgency of her wanting to get married so fast, the feeling that she failed her family when Anthony didn't propose and the fear she was not going to be seen as marrying material anymore after he didn't. She could have said to kate that she wanted to marry anthony and be his viscountess because she knew for what she saw that he was going take care her family if the Sheffields backed down and Kate could have understood her distress was because Edwina was in love with him. In the wedding scene her mortification would have been because she almost married a man who was in love with her sister and who loved him back all because sometimes people who love us try to proctect us instead of seeing us as adults who can handle the truth, then she would reveal to kate she knew about the deal with the sheffields and the rest of the season would be pretty much the same since it would be a big scandal for anthony to marry one sister after the other ran away from their wedding. Hire me netflix i fixed season 2

Anyways I’m done with my anti-Polio triade and we’re back to doing S2 Asks!

Also there’s a point/complaint I’ll be making in this post about post-S2 fics that came up again as a discourse on my dash last night - I really thought we put Edwina discourse to bed yall, why are yall like this T.T

Anon first off I am SO sorry to keep you waiting - this is a VERY old ask from like months ago?? I think it was prompted by my posts appreciating Book Mary and Edwina after the show butchered their characters? 

JUSTICE FOR SHELLEY CONN INDEED!! God she was SO robbed of scenes and while I love my moots who dislike the Sharmas in the show because of the writing I get very annoyed when they get anons that put it all on Mary, calling her neglectful and emotionally abusive like literally it’s not that deep yall, the writers just ignored her!! But yeah I do hate that they made her Violet 2.0 just so Kate can be more like Anthony which is such a tired take. 

Kathony in the books worked because while they were very similar, they did have differences that made them their own people! 

As for your fixed version of S2: It’s an interesting take and definitely better writing than S2 - then again ANYTHING is a step up from S2 (well other than the weirdos writing S2 fics they’re either fetishising Kate or making The Sharmas out to be as abusive as the Penwoods and making Anthony Kate’s white knight which ew please fucking stop) 

More Under The Cut [The Viscountess Essay Things]: 

I do love that the first part is essentially what happened in the books. I’m not sure if you have read the book but for those of my anons/moots/followers who are show only fans here’s some context: So in The Viscount Who Loved Me the Sharmas (well Sheffields in the books not to be confused with Mary’s parents in the show because they don’t exist in the book thank god so HC that Mary’s REAL parents were fucking angels) were all aware of their financial status, including Eddie and knew they had to have Edwina marry well to secure a better future for her. I’m sure Mary and Eddie wanted that for Kate too but it was a mix of her being overlooked/intimidated by the men and her not really wanting to be married either that they just focus on giving Edwina the full season treatment. So Edwina herself is well aware of the responsibility she has to her family. 

This is what made the sisters SO compelling in the books, they both had their burdens to bear and different responsibilities. Edwina wasn’t this ‘never been scarred by life and clueless’ naive deb the show made her out to be. In the books yes she is naive about marriage and what comes with it so in a way the full weight of her responsibility doesn’t really quite hit her. And who can blame her, she was 17. And it was a really good move of JQ to use their ‘courtship’ to illustrate how fucked up society was back then with the age gaps and essentially child brides. I especially loved that scene where Anthony sees El and Eddie together and Eddie is being a cheeky little sister and it hits him how young she is and how close he came to basically marrying someone like his sister.

I just loved how everyone was aware of who they are and where they stood in the books. The only clowning that happened was when Kate and Anthony were around each other - it’s like all their brain cells got yeeted from the horniness. It was funny af.

That being said, the book arc Edwina got about being the perfect deb and feeling the pressure and responsibility to marry well for her family was what I thought they were going to do after the coconut oil scene in Ep 3 but they just had to FUCK IT UP with having Eddie have a crush on him. 

I do see how you fixed the mess of a plot after Ep 4 but personally I would have just YEETED the engagement and Edwina’s romantic feelings all together because come onnn Edwina and Anthony’s utter lack of connection and chemistry before they became in laws WAS FUNNY AF. Look at this shit: 

I’m not sure if you want my rewrite of the season but here’s what I would have done: 

- Adapted the book more close lmao but keep the horse riding motif; would have still loved for a funner version of Colin - well I guess that’s Ben in the show to have introduced them and they pretend to not know each other from the horse ride and we still get their book intro just with more layers 

- Keep the new bee scene and maybe have them be caught by one of their parents - listen I just want these clowns together in an official capacity before the halfway mark of the season because WE DESERVED MORE MARRIED KATHONY IN THEIR OWN SEASON

- But instead of getting married right away, they have a longer engagement instead so we have one ep dedicated to them still struggling to accept their feelings so they use the engagement time to figure shit out. Then after a montage of hate fucking fuck buddies Kathony - we get the confession scene after the new accident scene which was just a normal riding accident she wasn’t running away but like the accident puts shit in perspective for both of them. 

- Maybe not a week long coma but like a couple days and Anthony is losing his shit, Kate wakes up and is like Life is too fucking short I love you, you fucking idiot. The confession a mix of the one from the book and the show WITHOUT KATHANI. HER NAME IS KATHARINE. [Before anyone sends me asks about this bit please read my Kate Name Discourse tag on this I have talked about it to death]

- In this version just like in the books, Edwina feels n o t h i n g and their ‘courtship’ conversations are boring af. She quickly sees through him presenting the performative version of himself for her. She gleans this from how he is with Kate and also after her convo with Daphne going “Anthony, even tempered???” She’s like Something isn’t right here?? And calls him out for it and he sheepishly admits he wasn’t being himself (actually the “Let’s stop playing our roles” speech could be directed at Anthony here instead tbh) and they start to get along more as friends/future siblings in law. 

- Also what pushes Eddie to call him out and stop their courting is her falling for Dorset who is a mix of Bagwell and Dorset in this. We’re yeeting his “I went to India once and made it my whole personality” trait. He can still have visited and not always bring it up in convos. So replace that Edwina and Anthony scene talking the drawing room with Dorset. Basically they have the Edwell romance that was in the books. 

Spicy Alternative that could have avoided the Straight Mess™ that was The Engagement Plot and stupid fucking triangle: Edwina is a lesbian. Girlie has read definitely Sappho she knows what’s up. But because of her own burden and responsibility to the family, there’s a bit of hetcomp at play. That’s also why Eddie feels nothing for him lmao. I can also see her being bi to be honest. But yeah Lesbian!Edwina would have been fun to see with El, replacing Theo (love him but YEET the man teaching a woman about feminism) and this way there’s no stupid rebels plot that the Queen can threaten El with and Pen can go off and ruin someone else’s life (Cressida maybe who actually deserves it??) 

- I don’t care if this picks apart the other plots cos fuck all the Featherflops and LW storylines, Cousin Hack doesn’t exist in this season, all his screentime goes to developing the Sharmas and giving Kate the backstory SHE ALWAYS DESERVED! GIMME ALL THE SHARMA SCENES FROM THE BOOKS. WE NEEDED THE MILK SCENE. MARY TELLING KATE SHE VISITS HER MOTHER'S GRAVE TO UPDATE HER ABOUT KATE. A L L THE KATE/EDWINA/MARY BONDING SCENES

So many fucking good book scenes and lines and we got n o t h i n g.

- Also!!! Anthony should have had sex dreams. Like if they didn't want to have them having sex until after the engagement plot, fine - could have offset it with more scenes pre-confession with his sex dreams dammit.

Anyways that's my take, hope yall enjoyed it and thanks for reading this all the way through if you did!

[ Ik yall can tell how much I hate S2 sometimes it honestly makes me tear up at times I feel stupid]

#bridgerton #kate sharma #anthony bridgerton #kathony #Bridgerton S2 #Bridgerton S2 Rewrite #Welp was gonna do that with some friends it just never happened 😭 #Bridgerton Asks

[harlowsbby]

You just found out the man of your so called dreams has been sleeping with your best friend behind your back, even after you gave her a home to stay in after leaving her abusive and toxic ex I- Urban are you fuckin Fr? NOT WORTH BREAKIN UP?!?’ He CHEATIN on her with her “BEST FRIEND”Fake stupid hoe IN HER OWN HOUSE!! Ohh hell naw, FUCK HIM, FUCK HER & FUCK YOU!! FUCK ALL YALL MOTHAFUCKAS GOT ME ALLL THE WAY FUCKED TO THE UP!! HE LUCKY WE AINT WHOOPIN HIS ASS RN!! But he got what’s coming to him AND SO DOES THAT HOE!! 🖕🏽🖕🏽

Jack looked up at you in sorrow and defeat he knew he had just lost the best thing he ever had. Boyyy ain’t nobody got fuckin pity for your raggedy ass tf 🤨 at least you know YOU FUMBLED THE FUCKIN BAG!!

“Now you know I’d never say anything like that I just wanna make sure we’ll still have our time together.” No yo ass js don’t wanna get caught 😒

“Miya is a baddie that’s what and you get to see that fine piece of ass walking around your house for free. I’m very jealous of you.” I- are you fuckin dumb?? He’s gotta a girlfriend WHO HE IS ENGAGED TO!! Tf u mean you jealous?!? Urb you on my list, I’m whoop yo ass first to get yo WHACK WEAK ASS OUT THE WAY!!

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.” Jack knew thinking about the possibility of cheating on you was wrong but he’d be lying if it he said he didn’t glance at Miya’s chest or ass whenever she was around and now that he was thinking about it Miya did give him flirty eyes a few times ARE. YOU. MOTHAFUCKIN. KIDDING. ME?? THESE BITCH RLLY ARE MENTAL!! With they ass lookin like they eat mayonnaise straight outta the container. Lookin like near death experience’s give them a new meaning in life. Lookin like they throw up 🤙🏻 when they see a cute girl in the store. Like are y’all fuckin middle school boys OR GROWN ASS MEN?!? Cause I rlly cant fucking tell!!

“Yeah, I’ll see you later Jack but remember what I said! Two is better then one.” Urban snickered before leaving the house leaving a wondering Jack all alone in his thoughts. JACKMAN You rlly gon listen to the man WHO HAS NO BITCHES?!

and blushed when he noticed Miya laughing from behind you.😒😐🤨

“Oh hey Mia or I mean Miya yeah hey Miya.” He spoke nervously making her chuckle. This bitch has noooo fucking game! How the shit did he get away wit CHEATIN 🤨 and howwww the actual fuck did his ass bag YN?!

“You know I’m not stupid Jack, I know you want me just as bad as I want you.” She whispered in his ear and ran her tongue across his earlobe. YOU ARE A REAL DIRTY ASS FUCKIN BITCH!! And I just know yo pussy stank Fr 😷

“How about I show you where things can go for us.” Jack inhaled and watch Miya go to work he bit his lip and tried his best to hold in his moans and groans but it felt so good. I reallyyy fuckin hope, wish and pray yo damn dick fall off 😐 Lord forgive me but I said what I said 🤷🏽‍♀️

Part two comin 😭🤭

AHHHH ALL OF THE EMOTIONS 😭😭😭😭 I LITERALLY LOVEEEEEEEEE SEEING YOU IN MY INBOX AFTER READING MY STUFF

Girlllll Jack had the reader alllll the way fucked up in this one but in this other piece I’m working on it’s more like sad 😭 it’s based off a music video so I can’t wait to post it

Miya was a fake ass friend and so was Urban if we’re being honest especially since he pretty much sprung the idea onto Jack and Jack well we been knew he wasn’t gonna be shit and the fact that he cheated on her in their house smhhh 😭

#awhoere4more

[blackbutlerfandomnerddomain]

Name: Janice K Jones

Nickname: Jan, Jones, JK (all from her family and friends)

Birthday: February 5th

Age: 20

Appearance: Janice has light olive skin, large almond shaped dark brown eyes, full natural pink orange lips, mid back long wavy dark brown hair, freckles across her cheeks, usually having rings on her fingers and red painted nails.

Clothes: She has a very limited wardrobe dedicated to her life style and job, tank tops, lose tee-shirts, basket ball shorts, jeans, etc. But her main outfits when she's free mostly at school when she's free from work is a air of dark jeans that have rips on them (obviously) black or brown combat or fishing boots, a black harness crop top or a white lose maybe too big tank top, and a worn down red biker jacket with a large sailing ship patch sewn in the back, and a matching red choker

Personalty: She's in the middle of very mature and childish, very tough and honestly intimidating to those who look at her first, but is literally the meme of "looks like they'll kill you but actually is a cinnamon roll". Don't try and say she won't fight, that girl will in fact beat you until you feel the pain in 50 years still if you mess with her family and friends more than if you mess with her personally. Is very kind and calm most of the time with an Scottish roar in her soul.

Schooling: First Year in College, Marine Bio/Science

Likes: Ocean, the night, fishing, MMA, playing pool, winning bets, coffee the black the better, comedy, action movies, astrology, bubble gum, summer, rock music, alternative rock, her family, the rain, stormy skies, burning candle while reading a good old book, wool socks, sweaters, girls, Maria, cats, fish, folklore, mermaid merchandise, classical music

Dislikes: Her bio-family, losing a game of pool, losing a catch, seeing her friends upset, seeing Maria cry, being called "damaged goods", being reminded of her bio-family, someone lusting after her dad, littering, really annoying people, being late, when seagulls get in the diner

Abilities: Great with kids, cooking, running, lifting things heavy, swim, knows Irish, French, and Spanish

Story: Janice was a youngest daughter of two older sisters and three older brothers from a somewhat middle class rich family who acted like they're better than others, Janice was just not that person. Her brothers got great jobs and her sisters got married easy to men from good families leaving little Janice the only one being pressured by her parents to get grades better than others, dress better than others, and snag an amazing man to marry.

When she was in the 4th grade she developed her first crush on a girl in her homeroom and felt it was right despite her parents claiming it wasn't every time an LGBT new story comes on TV. During this time she found out about her estrange uncle James who, from what she gathered when overhearing the arguments between her bio-dad and him, was basically forced out the family for different views. (this can be LGBT, religion, the fact he lives on a boat, etc. your choice yall) However, when he was there he and Janice bonded and even told her to do what makes her happy. So, she did. She went to the girl she had a crush on and confessed her feelings. It went as you imagine but worst as the girl harshly reject her but then told the class and teacher what happened who in turn her family found out. After dealing with verbal abuse from all and some physical abuse from her mother Janice ran away three nights after the confession and ran to the docs to where she knows her uncle was.

She joined his journey to Spain where she told him everything and he comforted her and allowed her to stay until he returns. However by the time the month in Spain was over the two grew very close and ached to imagine them separating, James knocked on his brother's door to return Janice but was shocked to find the family straight out reject her to her face (they were informed of the trip the night she ran away in case they tried to call the cops) and said they'll only take her back if she becomes their perfect daughter. This left James taking her back and deciding to be her father from now on.

With his best friend's help, they home-schooled the girl and taught her how to run a boat and stuff about the sea. They soon made set in America as their main home running a fishing dock and tackle shop connected to a sea food/sea themed diner with some fun lesson of marine facts of the "Jolly Rodgers", a name of the business. Currently Janice is going to college, crushing on a cute girl named Maria, living on her own personal smaller boat on the same doc at he tackle shop/diner as a normal worker and waiter while helping fishing on special days

Name Meanings: Janice - Hebrew for "Gift from God". And fun fact, her name Janice was gifted by the main character/child from Candle Cove which is my favorite Creepypasta/maybe real TV show Jones - English/Welsh for "son of John"

#disney villain recruiters #disney villain recruiter au #janice jones #janice k jones

[zachsreaderinserts]

sleepy boys inc x gn!teen! reader headcannons

trying something new! i like bbs and all, but i wanted to write for other youtubers! lemme know if yall wanna see more content like this lol.

this takes place in a minecraft au!!! also, mentions of bad parenting/abusive parents

wc: 2,319

okay the sleepy boys

chaos incarnated, all of them. you can’t deny it

so, when tommy invites a friend from a local village, at first, everyone else is skeptical. since when has tommy made a friend who didn’t hate him within 20 minutes from all the screaming and insults he spewed?

unlike his friends, phil is more excited than anything. though he isn’t tommy’s dad, he feels like it sometimes, so he really wants to meet this new person who has caught the youngest’s attention

techno is very much not on board. he has a hard time trusting people at first glance and having been friends with tommy for the longest, he knows that tommy readily jumps the gun and attempts to befriend literally anything just because he can

and wilbur? indifferent for the most part. yes, he feels the need to make sure tommy is protected and cared for, but he also recognizes that this situation is out of his hands. the best he can do is hope that their friend isn’t an absolute asshole

so, it’s saturday. all three men are sitting on the couch in phil’s cottage, talking amongst themselves as they wait for tommy to come back. techno makes a joke about murdering them, which leads to phil scolding him about his violent tendencies

“you haven’t even met them yet, techno, what the fuck.”

wilbur is simply adding fuel to the fire, making little remarks here and there and watching the whole thing escalate to phil lecturing the piglin hybrid.

because of this, not one of them had noticed that tommy returned, with his newest friend. they both stopped at the sight of phil in dad mode, tommy considering just turning around and taking his friend as far away as physically possible

too late, since techno’s sixth sense made him whip around and stare at the newcomer. this made phil stop lecturing and wilbur quit giggling long enough for tommy to introduce his friend

after saying their name, the friend lifted their hand shyly, face burning from slight embarrassment. their other hand was latched onto tommy’s, feeling intimidated.

can you blame them? the fucking blood god looks like they wanna skewer them and cook them over a campfire.

tommy took notice of their shyness and cleared his throat, “we were planning on going to the carnival in their village if you three assholes feel like tagging along.”

like there was any way they were gonna let tommy and his friend go out without chaperones.

tommy turned back to his friend, “give me a second, i’m gonna go grab my sword just in case.” and proceeded to run up the stairs and towards the guest bedroom in phil’s house that he claimed.

the millisecond he was out of earshot, techno grabbed his friend by the front of the shirt.

“what are your intentions with tommy?”

the friend blinked once, twice, then bit back a smile. “you’re asking that as if i’m about to date that motherfucker.”

this time, it was wilbur who bit back a grin of his own. who would’ve expected the originally shy kid to have replied like that????

techno’s brain short circuited and his grip on their shirt loosened slightly. did.... did this kid just brush off his question???

“can you put me down? you’re gonna stretch my shirt.”

techno’s brain blinked back into focus and he gripped the kid’s shirt harder, shoving them against the nearest wall. “i asked a question, kid.”

“you know, tommy told me something like this would happen. i’m glad i came prepared.” and then, tommy’s friend sucked in a deep breath. techno leaned back, expecting the worst...

“MWISTER TECHNWOBWADE, PWEASE PUT MWE DOWN BEFWORE I SCWEAM”

oh god, this was far worse than anything he thought of.

he dropped the teen out of disgust more than anything, reeling backwards. if there was one thing that haunted his dreams, it was uwu-speak.

phil started howling of laughter, clutching his stomach and hunching over. originally he was going to stop techno from threatening a literal child but this outcome was so much better than anything he was anticipating

wilbur was no better, already tearing up from how hard he was snickering. he started choking on his own spit at one point, smacking his arm against the couch.

tommy was so fucking confused when he came back down the stairs, seeing the mayhem that was, for once, not caused by him. he glanced at his friend, who had the world’s biggest shiteating grin.

yeah, they were gonna fit in just fine.

and they did! phil took them under his wing (both physically and metaphorically) and allowed them to come visit his home whenever they wished. and whenever they did, phil was the first to ask how they’ve been and what they were up to

to phil’s surprise, the kid was overall calm in their choice of activities. things like playing soccer or drawing or figuring out how to learn instruments in their free time. it seemed like they were desperate to get their hands on anything and everything just to learn

he found it funny, though, when their chaotic side shone through. they easily were on tommy’s level when they got into that headspace and it was so hilarious to him.

his favorite memory of the kid was when they walked into the house and marched right up to where techno was reading idly in the corner. planting their hands on their hips, they spoke.

“if you were to fuck a clone of yourself, would it be masturbation or would you be considered gay?”

phil, who was washing the dishes six feet away from them, just about crumbled into a ball on the floor from how hard he was laughing and sobbing.

of all questions, that was the one that came out.

but he had no idea that the chaos was a coping mechanism. he just thought they were naturally like that in their free time.

he soon found out the truth when they came home with tommy, who was cursing up a fit, visibly angry. his friend was slumped over, as if trying to hide themselves from the world

when phil asked what had happened, tommy exploded.

“their fucking dad took all their money from their savings! said he needed it more than them and when they asked for it back, he called them a fucking disappointment! that fucking bitch--”

phil can count very few times when he felt true anger and he can confirm that when tommy had told him what had gone down, he saw red.

but he knew better than to outwardly show it. judging by how hunched over and defeated the kid was, what they needed was a stable support system

so he walked over and shut tommy up with a hand on his shoulder, “why don’t we take the rest of the night to build up that game room you wanted in the basement. i’m sure if we knock it out before techno and wil are supposed to be back, we can all play something like monopoly.”

seeing where phil was headed, tommy nodded and brushed away his anger. he knew that what his friend needed was a serious cheering up. tommy ran towards his guest bedroom, claiming that he was going to find his blocks.

phil crouched in front of the teen, tilting their head up to look him in the eyes. “you’re not a disappointment. you’re an amazing person with a chaotic joke machine going 120 kilos over the speed limit in your head and you are talented. your dad doesn’t know shit about what you’re capable of doing.”

oh boy, the kid’s crying. those are tears, full on tears.

that night was one of the best nights of their life, however. they enjoyed the entire three hour long game of monopoly where they watched the light leave everyone’s eyes. it was funny when wilbur lunged across the table when he landed on a railroad, out for phil’s blood.

speaking of wilbur, he enjoyed every minute in the kid’s presence. they often asked creative and random questions and went along with the abstract jokes he made, the two of them laughing heartily the entire time.

when the kid first mentioned wanting to learn how to play the guitar, he practically burst through the wall of the room next door, breathing heavily and exaggeratedly.

“did someone say guitar”

yeah, he’s feral. that’s canon.

they proceeded to spend the entire day in phil’s garden, each of them equipped with a guitar. despite their outwardly smooth brain and stupid demeanor, the teen was a fast learner and could play the most basic chords by the time the sun was setting.

wilbur’s favorite moment was the first night they met, when they went to the carnival. there was the game where you shoot the water and fill up the balloons and the kid was going head to head against techno and tommy.

it was when techno won that the teen turned to techno with murder in their eyes and spoke in a deadpan tone of voice,

“you’re lucky you won this time, you gentrified mayo monkey.”

wilbur’s jaw dropped, as did techno and phil’s. tommy was already in hysterics, smacking his hand against the counter that held the guns.

needless to say, wilbur found his favorite, not-quite sibling in a heartbeat.

techno was the last to come around with the child. can you blame him? every time he tried to threaten them or had beaten them at something, they would respond in a cryptic threat--

“i’m going to pee your pants if you don’t let me win”

or just brushed him off. without a second thought.

“anyways, i was murdering a chicken the other day, and the fucker had the audacity to ribbit at me.”

to say he was confused was an understatement. he was terrified of the fact that a literal child held so much power and disinterest in things like their own life. so for the first few months, he avoided them.

but he had seen past that when it was around midnight on a weekday. tommy was hanging out with tubbo and ranboo in their village miles away from the area. wilbur was out drinking with schlatt, niki, and fundy, and phil was already asleep.

techno wasn’t too far behind, sitting in front of the fireplace and staring out of the window that showed the front yard. it was only then when he saw the flash of a familiar face and looked closer as the teen walked up to the house quietly. their head was down and they carried a small bag with them.

techno opened the front door with a long creak as they reached the porch steps. it was only when they jumped and looked up in surprise that techno had noticed a deep bruise on their left cheek in the moonlight.

despite the fact that he kept away from them, techno was very protective and territorial of tommy, phil, and wilbur. and since they were attached to the teen, he became protective of them as well.

so all the voices in his head went quiet for a second. before exploding into a mixture of screams and threats, all leading back to protecting the child in front of him.

without thinking, he reached forward and cupped their face for a better view of the bruise. at the warm and soft touch, tears slipped down the kid’s cheeks and they sniffed pathetically.

the voices quickly took a 180, all screaming to take care of them. make them feel better. so, techno led the kid inside and let them spend the night in his room, with them falling asleep on the bed and him falling asleep on the rocking chair in his room.

phil did not hesitate to officially declare himself as the teen’s official father, saying that their biological father was a “little bitch”

now somewhat living with the teen, techno found an appreciation for their quieter moments, when they were reading or simply daydreaming. it was cute, in his eyes. but he also grew to enjoy when they were absolutely feral, especially toward tommy.

his favorite moment with them was when they had gifted tommy a music disc for his birthday. it was sweet and sentimental and tommy just about burst into tears when he saw it.

all of the sappiness quickly vanished when tommy put it into a jukebox.

“FUCK THIS PUSSY, BOY, FUCK. FUCK IT RIGHT, BOY--”

tommy had let out the most terrified scream and it practically engrained itself into techno’s brain. it was the first time he ever laughed at something the teen had done and the teen felt proud of themselves.

and finally, tommy. he was already happy to call himself a friend of the teen’s. they were like peas in a pod, working together.

tommy came to them when his insecurity felt heavy and they came to him whenever their dad’s words got to them. they had a nice system of dependency on one another and neither of them would trade it for the world.

tommy’s favorite moment of being friends with them was during their first birthday living in phil’s house. it was a birthday befitting their personality, with brightly color streamers hung and confetti all over the floor. he knew that they enjoyed it severely and once the cake was cut, the kid turned to phil.

“phil, where’s the big tiddy strippers i requested?”

tommy was GONE

he all but choked on his slice of cake and walked away, shaking his head while trying to stifle his giggles. but when he heard phil’s scream of “WHAT”, he just lost it.

all in all, his friend had made a fine part of the sleepy boys. they were a happy face in an otherwise somewhat bleak and dangerous world. and all four men appreciated it.

#sleepy boys x reader #sleepy bois x reader #sleepy bois inc #sleepy boys inc #sbi x reader #x reader #reader insert #teen! reader #mcyt x reader #minecraft youtubers #minecraft youtubers x reader #dreamsmp x reader

[psychshalala]

Hold on what is this whole Stockholm syndrome thing?

My mind truly cant comprehend how people think sometimes. No wonder my arguments always filled with questions. I just simply dont get it.

“A hostage and abuse victim stuck with their abuser” and u define that hak and yonas relationship?

Let me tell u little about how hak loves yona.

He gave his heart to her. Has unshakable trust in her. Respects her. Her number one supporter. Finds the joy in seeing her grow. Yona is his strength, his inspiration and his love.

“Princess, if you can be happy then to me thats my greatest happiness” - hak.

Did ur bae ever say that to u?... yeah i thought so.

He loved her in times he believed she would never return his feelings back yet he was happy as long as she was happy with whom ever she chooses. (Talk about respect)

He thought about her and her loneliness choosing to stay despite his own longing for his family after missing them for so long. (Talk about care and selflessness)

He is playful and goofy around her and yes he teases her from time to time to get her energy up. Fighting? More like goofing around.  (Talk about cuteness)

His trust in her is unbreakable. When she says she can, he might not always agree (with good reason) but he always has her back. Always lets her know he will be by her side no matter what.

He respects her, has faith in her whether in training, in the battle field or everyday. and he never fails to show her that and let her know. knows her strengths and weaknesses yet never stands in her way when she takes a leap and instead he gives her a hand. 

He is always the most proud of her accomplishments and Finds the strength and joy in seeing her grow and become stronger. Loves seeing her struggle because from struggle comes growth.

Forceful? Abuser?

Yall forgot so fast how this man literally had to feed her with his own hands to keep her alive after the betrayal toke place. That man carried her pain with his own. Not to mention having to leave his family, name and home cause the guy he trusted with his life, loved as a brother and called his best friend forced him to. Yet he still prioritized yona and his tribe before himself, was even willing to leave on his own taking full responsibility of something he never did. 

That man cried for the first time in this whole anime so far when he first confronted soo wan. the moment u realize holy shit, that guy is in fucking pain. U realize that that man had held his feelings and pain inside this whole time to help yona recover. The selflessness this man shows sets fucking standard to its highest level. AND HE STILL CARES ABOUT SOO WAN!

What u talking about Stockholm syndrome? Where u getting that from? From him licking her hand filled with honey? U guys Acting like he raped her.

Talking about forcing himself on yona. From the beginning he was always playful with his flirting. 1st time he tried kissing her he told her she could easily refused. And threw most them yona was completely oblivious 🤦🏻‍♀️ telling me he convinced her.

The guy apologized after kissing her in the cheek cause he thought he wouldn’t see her again. He was always gentle with her while being his playful self. And u always find yonas Guard down around him cause she is so comfortable being herself with him, to the point she only shows hak her weakness.

So easy to talk about a characters flaws when ur only looking for flaws. U even start creating invalid shit like that as an excuse.

What u call Yona kissing hak without his permission? Where are the complaints please? Where are the human rights activists? Where the lawyers at? Thats sexual harassment. This bish stole what might be his first kiss and in what right and thats before his confession so bo excuse. Yona told him she wanted to touch him and he gave her a hug. The lord said ask and u shall receive, where is the force here? She ran away cause of her smell yet that man embraced her and told her she smells so good and ur boy friend be here screaming at u to put some deodorant. know u damn self worth!!! And dont get me started on yu-hon and yong hi if u wanna talk being forceful but NOOoo thats so romantic! Fucking kill me please!

Soo wan killed her father, tried to kill her and since he couldn’t he forcefully toke over the throne and chased her out of her home. Never trusts her until she begs all the damn time while treating her like a child And now just cause he spared her life 2 times which he didnt really have any other choice cause then hell would let loose or maybe just maybe cause of little fucking guilt for what he did to her and she hugs him one time to Comfort a guy in pain and suddenly they are a match made in heaven? 🤡🤡

Basically when u look at the general picture soo wan broke yona and hak helped put her back together with stronger material. And yall want him to get out the way of true romance? Cause he is rebuilding a country on the blood and wounds of the people he so call loves? The born Genius soo wan couldnt find another way. U guys break my fucking heart. To see such injustice.

What a sad world we live in.

#akatsuki no yona #hak #son hak #yona of the dawn #hak son #akayona #hakyona #yona #soowon #thunder beast #make it make sense

[karmautistic]

I'm bored as fuck drop your salt about v&tsk

Oh jeez... fandomwise or canonwise?

I don't think there's much I can say canonwise that hasn't already been said. All the characters of color are based off of vaguely racist stereotypes (I.E. Yong being the "Jinx Asian character") and stuff like that, all complaints of which I agree with.

But uh, oh man, fandomwise? Jesus where do I begin.

How about varigo interpretations?

I just think, imo, I've seen a lot of people portray them in a way that just... rubs me the wrong way as a gay man. I really hate the stereotype of "smaller guy is big pushover and so easily flustered and uwu shy" and then "bigger/taller guy is flirty and strongk and an asshole but its ok because its hot♡"

I actually don't see this as often as I thought I would, but im assuming that's because I tend to stick to people in my own friend circle for varigo content, but that doesn't mean I haven't ran into it.

Varian's not shy and he's not a pushover, like holy shit I can not emphasize the enough, if Hugo said any of the "uber hot flirty" lines half the people write Varian getting flustered by, he would have bodyslammed Hugo in 10 seconds flat.

There's just something so stupid about the idea of Hugo being an overly flirty guy who pushes boundaries and doesn't respect personal space or romantic advances and thats... thats supposed to be attractive? No.

I mean, I know most of the characters have vague personalities so there's not exact way to write them in-character except Varian. He is literally the most fleshed out from tangled the series and from what we've seen, he's clever, insightful, and oh my god he is stubborn. There is just no way in hell he'd lay down and take flirting from some random dude.

One thing I still don't get about people writing him as a push-over even after season three is... Yeah in season three, he was a damsel in distress a lot, but he... still had a lot of moments of sass... Did you. Guy's not. Watch the show?

Are you willfully ignoring character traits so it can be """sexy"""?

They tend to reduce Varian to a weird push-over which is. The opposite of his character. He's a sassy dude who may have a hard time turning people down do to maybe past situations,, he's still not going to lay down and let Hugo push him around.

People are very much too worried about what is "sexy" in mlm ships than what's healthy.

Also Varian literally spent so much of tts having trusts issues aeound his dad and raps and everyone and then unhealthy relationships of manipulation around the saporians. I just think he should have a healthy relationship with trust and communication and not just. "Mmm haha flirt sexy"

Also I just. CALL ME CRAZY but I think portraying all mlm as "hot flirty guy who pushes boundaries" and "person who finds being pushed around and abused sexy" is... bad. Like. Its just bad. Wtf yall.

Thats about it for varigo but one more thing that bugs me abt the fan base is like. People arguing over 7k being Canon or not.

Like. People get excited and thats fine but then there's people who are like... idk I don't wanna be mad at them bc I know they're trying to help and like. Tell people not to get their hopes up, but I promise saying "its probably not gonna happen" doesn't. Do anything. It just seems kinda mean tbh.

Like yeah idk maybe its not maybe it is happening idc at this point, let people be happy with their own things and if it ends up not being canon they can find out on their own. Like who cares just leave it alone idk lol.

Kind also ties into a lot of tts fans that dislike complaining abt 7k posts showing up in the tts tag... like. Just. Mute 7k or vat7k or whatever???? There is a mute button on tumblr dot com you can use it. I promise you will not die of annoyance because tumblr use Hugospubichair69420 posted another varigo drawing in the tts tag. If its not depicting abusive or legitimately harmful content then like. Keep scrolling.

Idk sorry my brain scrampled egg and I could word this more eloquently if I tried but I wont.♡

#alchemythoughts.txt #asks #anon

[mzmarionette]

Head Canons No One Asked For But Yall Are Getting Anyway

UMEJI:

- His thing for Osoro is totally one-sided.

- Like, I'm sure it's possible, but I haven't found a fanfic/oneshot realistic enough for me to really imagine it myself

- Says he's neutral on family? Haha, you fools..

- Knowing me there's gotta be some lore

- So, his dad is always working, and his mom usually stays at home- pretty neutral, right?

- Well, keep in mind that he's got a sister!

- An older sister who's just left prison (ooh, drama)

- But here's the deal- she's not actually a criminal.

- See, back in middle school, Umeji had these "friends"

- These "friends" forced him to do less-then-legal things

- When they got caught, his sister was on the scene, and took all the blame

- Here's the thing- she knew something was up, but she never knew what it was

- So when she caught them and took the blame, she didn't realize that the sentence would be a couple of years

- When she came back, excited to see her brother again, he only ignored her

- This is simply because he felt guilty, and of course he denied feeling that way

HAYANARI:

- I dunno about you, but when i see Pre-Hayanari, I see someone who's nervous af

- So, that's how I made him

- He treats any and all wounds the others gets

- He (usually) plays it safe

- And he has the biggest conscience out of them all

- It says he dislikes family, so i've decided to give him a verbally abusive and neglectful mom

- They're a very rich family, so she buys all that she can when she can

- But then you may be wondering: how did Hayanari end up as such a(n internal) sweetheart?

- Well, that would be because of his doting father

- Rich, but on his deathbed

- Struck with a fatal illness, all he can do is wait for Hayanari to come daily so he can check up on him

- Of course, by the time his father does pass, his mother might as well kick him out for whatever reason- at least that's his fear

- He was used to a lush life as a kid, so thinking of what could happen when his dad dies brings him a lot of anxiety

- Of course, despite this, he still tries to be there for his gang whenever they need it, giving him the tough love he only half received in his life

GAKU:

- Guess what? He's the shortest of them all lmao

- Not only that but he has the shortest fuse, too

- He wants to prove his worth, despite having been picked on 24/7 before

- He had a BROKEN ARM for god's sake

- Plus, with his family, his parents died long before he could remember

- Ever since, his brother's been doing whatever he could to make money

- The older he got, the less time he had to spend with him

- Eventually, Gaku only knew him as "the guy who paid rent"

- Or quite possibly "the guy who left him a couple hundred every morning"

- He lives his life lonely, aside from his gang

- They're a big part of his family simply because they were THERE

- They were present when times got tough- and when his brother wasn't

- He doesn't know what's up with his brother- if he can even call him that

- But at this point he's quite nearly fed up with how his life's gone

HOKUTO:

- He LOOKS like a playboy

- Pre-Hokuto KNEW he was gorgeous- and boy, he still knows it now

- He's literally the only one who will send a playful wink to whoever gazes at him too long

- Of course, this is the exact reason he was picked on

- Not only that, but life at home wasn't too good either

- His mother and father are workaholics, which only leaves his sorry excuse for a brother

- Be it one of his girlfriends or his buddies, Hokuto's brother will always call him out

- He comes home upset about something, he'll call him out

- He'll call him emotional or just discard him as some kid going through some punk phase

- His older brother was always the favorite

- He had the better grades, had "great" company over, basically he was perfect

- Hokuto? Some emotional teenager.

- But yknow what? He's got a couple more punks at school who'll admit that he's a hot mess (emphasis on hot) and still hang with him

DAIROKU:

- Probs the quietest

- His gang's in trouble? Hang on, let him finish his ramen

- Not that he doesn't care- he's just naturally tired

- Maybe that's because he's surrounded by girls 24/7

- His younger sister who literally only parties

- His older sister who's stressed and works at home and out

- And his mother, who takes care of the house

- The father? Ran off round 20 years ago- before even he was born

- Right now, Dairoku's trying to get a job to support his family

- He does what he can in such a rundown house, and with his reputation

- If anything, he longs to have a conversation with his mother

- He wants her to tell him "good job" for being so helpful- instead of pleading for him to keep his grades up

- Not like he had a dad to do it for her

- Of course, until that day comes all he can do is work harder

(Btw this is totally not my sad excuse of an update because i've been lacking as of recently)

#Umeji #Hokuto #Hayanari #Dairoku #Gaku #headcanons #Delinquents #Mention of osoro

[deantransgressions2]

13x02 the rising son

21 transgressions. enjoy.

#1: dean criticized sam for wanting to protect jack, and then devalued jack’s entire existence to an “it”.

sam: “look… losing mom and cas, that’s a lot to process, dean, especially on no sleep. and the kid...”

dean: “the “kid”? come on, man, you know how this plays out. kook, when we try to bend the rules, pretend that the bad guys aren’t so bad or that things will get fixed, that’s when people that we care about get hurt. and then we end up doing what we should’ve done in the first place, which is end the problem. so this time, let’s start with the obvious. soon as i find a way to take care of… it.”

time tag: 3:17

#2: after sam failed again to make dean see jack as a child, he tried to make dean see jack as an asset. dean refused to listen or consider any of sam’s insights, and admitted that he is giving up on family, which is something he claims he would never ever ever ever ever do. 

sam: “dean, “the problem” might be our only shot at saving mom.”

dean: “mom’s gone. there’s no fixing that.”

time tag: 3:44

#3: jack was happily watching scooby doo and bothering nobody, so of course dean walked over and scolded him, then turned the tv off. apparently watching tv is illegal now yall!! 

time tag: 9:03

#4: told jack to take the couch and threw a bible at him. luckily, sam isn’t a child murderer and made sure jack felt welcome. sam = good dad. but, dean winchester is already worse of a father than john was. you hate to see it. 

time tag: 9:11

#5: dean criticized jack for eating the exact same way he does. mocking a 3 day old child just for the sake of it, just to make himself feel better. he is pathetic. idk why jack and sam put up with him these next 3 seasons. 

dean: “you can slow down, you know. that’s stuff’s not gonna disappear.”

sam: “ever seen you eat, dean?”

time tag: 10:02

#6: yells at jack for copying his movements. he’s 3 days old...3 days old. 3. 

time tag: 11:35

#7: sam has been rooting for jack to not be evil. he is focusing on WHO jack is not what he is. dean, however, is counting on jack being evil so he can murder him. the confirmation bias is real here. any instance of jack showing humanity dean just tunes it out. this conversation should remind you of dean’s view of sam in s4/5

donatello: “yes, well, not so much anymore. but, uh…look at you. the waves of power… so intense.”

dean: “maybe less human than we thought.”

donatello: “fascinating. you know, i’ve met your father. your power’s nothing like his. not dark, not toxic.”

sam: “that so?”

dean: “not yet.”

time tag: whole time but 15:58

#8: he was a dick to the tattoo artist for no reason expect that he loves to take his anger out on others. 

time tag: 16:44

#9: when in doubt blame sam! when in doubt accuse sam! when in doubt manipulate sam! wooohooo!!!

sam: “so you heard donatello. no evil vibes from jack.”

dean: “proves nothing, except that you’re way too attached to this kid. you need to see this for what it is, okay?”

time tag: 16:54

#10: lessons from our sexist macho man icon:

jack: “it hurt.”

dean: “okay, see, sometimes, things hurt, so you just man up and deal with it.”

time tag: 17:21

#11: some more of dean refusing to listen to other’s correct observations of jack, because there is no changing his mind that jack is evil. he doesn’t need proof that jack is evil, because he doesn’t want it. he wants to murder jack regardless of who he is. dean only cares about WHAT jack is. sigh. 2x03 i miss you. 

time tag: 18:43

#12: dean claimed that since cas loved jack, jack is therefore responsible for his murder. even though it was literally lucifer that murdered cas, not jack. so, using dean’s logic: sam and john killed mary, sam killed jess, dean killed john, sam killed dean, sam and dean and bobby killed jo and ellen, dean killed sam, dean and sam killed cas multiple times, sam and dean killed kevin....etc etc. do you see how fucking stupid dean is being rn?

sam: “okay, look, yeah, jack is on lucifer’s family tree. but we don’t know if that dna is stronger than Kelly’s, or his connection with cas.”

dean: “oh, you mean the connection that got cas killed?”

sam: “i’m just saying, jack doesn’t have to be evil. we can teach him not to be.”

time tag: 18:53

#13: dean called jack ‘the devil’ which made jack so upset he ran away. this is a transgression obviously towards jack, but also towards sam. dean said that a 3 day old child (who literally hasn’t done anything wrong) is the devil. he said it in front of his brother who was tortured by the ACTUAL devil (and michael) for centuries. it’s insensitive and fucked up beyond belief for dean to use his brother’s abuser to try and manipulate him to conform to his beliefs on jack.

NOT TO MENTION that dean is the only member of team free will with absolutely no supernatural abilities at all. he does not understand jack. he does not understand lucifer. dean is the LAST person who should have a say in if jack is good or evil. 

time tag: 19:25

#14: this is a abuse apology. many victims of abuse are manipulated to apologize for them and sympathize with them. this is a prime example of that:

sam: “dean doesn’t hate you. it… look, sometimes the wires in dan’s head get crossed and...and he gets frustrated, and then he mixes frustration with anger, and...and fear.”

jack: “why would he be afraid?”

sam: “because dean feels like it’s his job to protect everyone.”

time tag: 20:45

#15: did the writers include this scene to emphasize that dean is john (but worse)....because that’s exactly what it did. 

bartender: “i hated my old man. I ran away myself. see, my mom would never stick up for me. but…you know kids. no matter what, they still want the old man’s approval. well, that’s how it was with me, just…”

dean: “you know, that’s, uh, that’s how it was with me, too.” 

i’m not sure what dean is referring to here because based on what the bartender is saying, sam would relate more to her story than dean but ok! sure! pity party time needs no logic

time tag: 22:17

#16: sam had to seperate jack and dean in order to protect jack. sam felt that jack was safer with a man that had no soul (donatello), over his own brother. and he was right!

time tag: 23:11

#17: dean made fun of sam and jack by calling jack sam’s “new pal” as a way to not only degrade jack, but also ridicule sam. 

time tag: 27:08

#18: dean is angry that sam isn’t blindly following along with his plans for jack’s death. and everything sam tried to say to get dean out of his child murdering mindset goes in one ear and out the other. 

sam: “point is…if you and i are gonna do this, keep jack on the right side of things, then...then we have to be on the same page.”

dean: “okay. well, that’s the problem, though, sam, ‘cause we’re not on the same page. like, at all.”

sam: “all right. you know what? i know what’s going on here.”

dean: “oh. okay. well, please, tell me, what’s going on here?”

sam: “you thinking mom is gone and cas is gone, and that jack can’t be saved. dean, after everything we’ve gone through… we just lost people we love, people who have been in our lives for a long time. everything’s upside-down. i get it. but we’ve been down before. i mean, rock bottom. and we find a way. We fix it because that’s what we do. and jack w-wants to do the right thing. jack’s scared to death of who he is, and he’s scared of you.” 

you know who else was scared of their father figure? dean. and sam. and now jack. dean stans can hate john all they want but the truth is dean is far worse. they both deserve a special place in hell together

time tag: 27:19

#19: the mental gymnastics it takes to come to this conclusion about jack. to ignore any and all proof that jack isn’t evil. it’s shocking how strongly dean holds onto hate and his need to kill. 

sam: “dean, wait a second. the kid came through for us today. jack saved us.” dean: “no. no, whatever that was, that was a reflex. it was a sneeze. maybe next time he sneezes, he kills us. goodnight.”

time tag: 39:32

#20: dean drove jack to self harm. dean then proceeded to angrily tell him off and call him names for doing so. 

dean: “okay. what the hell? give me that. you...don’t be an idiot. look, a, this is not gonna do anything to you, okay? and b, you… what the hell?”

time tag: 40:35

#21: this is psychological abuse. this is child abuse. this scene is as bad as the panic room of s4. disgusting. and some people actually ship this man with this child’s father (castiel). get help. 

dean: “you know, my brother thinks you can be saved.” jack: “you don’t believe that.” dean: “no, i don’t.”

jack: “so… if you’re right?”

dean: “if i’m right… and it comes to killing you… i’ll be the one to do it.”

time tag: 41:07

#13x02 the rising son #this episode took me like 2 hours to do oh my GOD #heavy #spn #dean negative #dean critical #jack kline #<3 #tw verbal abuse #emotional manipulation/abuse #tw self harm #pity party tag! #controlling #gaslighting #hypocrisy #sexism #belittling #anti dean winchester

[bxthharmon]

Never Go Home Again, Pt. XI || JJ Maybank x Reader

Words: 2910

Series Warnings: violence / talking about abuse / toxic relationships / talking about nudes sex and sex tapes / drugs / underage drinking

Pt. Warnings: Abuse / toxic relationships / talking about nudes, sex and sex tapes

Series Summary: A new girl, a shoebox of old memories, a past she’s trying to forget coincide with a hotheaded, but selfless, boy.  teenagers getting in way over their heads

Pt. Summary: JJ and Y/N reconcile upon her return

A/N: and yall are finally gonna learn the readers story lmao. im going to bed like, asap

Chapters linked in my masterlist.

“masterlist”

You’d known JJ for over a month, and you’d never been nervous to see him. You always felt comfortable, and sure, you felt fluttery when he kissed your cheek, flirted with you, put his arm over your shoulders, but you’d never felt like this. You fiddled with the friendship bracelet Kie had made you a week ago, and chewed on your lip as you sat on the porch of the Chateau. You could hear someone in the garden, but made no move to see who it was, stuck in stasis as you stressed. Your vision was cloudy. Everything he had said, it hurt. It hurt because it was true. You hadn’t been honest with him, with any of them, and they had welcomed you and helped you for weeks now. You needed to come clean. They deserved to know - JJ deserved to know - and it was unfair of you to keep it from them any longer.

It was all still fresh. It had been three months since the divorce was finalised. Two months since everything went down with Tyler. One month since you met JJ. You closed your eyes, psyching yourself up. Was John B home? Kie or Pope over? Was JJ even there, or was he home? You wondered, Please don’t let him have been home.

You heard an engine, and looked up. Pope’s car rolled up, and you stood, Kie popping the door open and pulling you into a close hug. She pulled away, eyes shining, “We didn’t know where you were - you weren’t answering calls and your dad only said you’d gone away.” she blinked slowly, opening her eyes again with a determined light.

“We thought you were dead.” you looked away from Kie, seeing Pope. You pulled him into a hug. “JJ’s been a mess. He stole 30 Gs off  a drug dealer.”

You smiled slightly, “I’m sorry for leaving like that. And I’m sorry for hiding everything. JJ was right, I haven’t been honest, and that’s not fair, you guys mean the world to me.”

Pope nodded, “You needed time, that’s okay. You’ll tell us when you’re ready.”

You thanked him. “Did JJ go home?”

“I think so.” Kie murmured, and you swore.

“I haven’t even been home yet.” 

There was a whirring behind you, and you all turned, the trees igniting in gold as a stupid amount of fairy lights lit up you small scene. You raised your eyebrows.

“What the hell?” asked Pope, the three of you in matching surprised expressions.

“Who the hell is that?” Kie questioned, leading you and Pope through the trees.

Lights illuminated the clearing outside the Chateau, gold and red shining brightly on the scene before you. A jacuzzi, lit with floating flamingo drink-holders, surrounded JJ, shirtless with a pair of stolen glasses. He held a champagne flute in one hand, and you heard the pop of a bottle opening. The three of you stood across from him.

You could see, plain as anything, he was at breaking point. The combination of the hunt, his dad, and you had unravelled him. I did this, a voice commanded, this was me.

“What did you do, JJ?” Pope asked, taking in the brilliantly lit display.

“I got a jet going straight in my butt right now.” he crooked the glasses, down, looking over the three of you with unfocussed eyes. “Y’all should get in immediately, you hear me?” he sloppily poured a drink “Salud!”

Your heart broke for him. His eyes fell on you, “Y/N?” he slurred, “Y/N! I thought you were-” hiccup, “-dead! You just, uh, you just disappeared.”

“I’m sorry.” you sighed.

“No - no!” he shook his head, voice too gleeful for his words, “I’m sorry!” he tipped his head back as he downed the champagne straight from the bottle.

“How much did this cost?” Pope interrupted.

“Uh… well, with the generator, the petrol, and oh, hey, express delivery…” he chuckled, “pretty much all of it, yeah.”

You kept your eyes on him, knowing that one too many questions would release a dam full of emotions he’d been hiding for years.

“All of it?” Pope stepped forwards.

“Yeah, all of it.” JJ repeated.

“You spent all the money in one day?”

“Pope,” you muttered, knowing JJ wouldn’t last.

“Yeah, burned a hole right through my pocket.” JJ confirmed, gesturing sloppily. “But, I mean, like, come on - guys - like, look at this! Finest in jet-based massage therapy, that’s what they told me!” Kie looked thoroughly unimpressed. “Kie, what? Can’t a man have a little luxury in life?” his voice was hoarse, and you felt worry building in your stomach and pounding at your head. He whipped his glasses off, “Come on, all this scrimpin’ and scrapin’...” his voice went soft, “I mean like - guys, we - you only live once, right? Enough of this emotional shit, get in the Cat’s Ass. Come on!”

“In the what?” you frowned.

“In the Cat’s Ass.” he shrugged, a small, drunk smirk playing at his lips, “That’s what I named her. Oh! Hey, yo, I almost forgot!” he switched a button, and the water lit up, a light flashing as the already bright display got weirder. He was about to break. “Yeah, that’s right, I now. Disco mode! That’s right, baby!”

“Are you kidding me?” Pope cut in, and you squeezed your eyes shut for a second, knowing that he and Kie were pulling at a tether that was seconds from coming loose. “You could have paid for restitution!”

“Or literally given it to any charity!” Kie added.

“Or better yet, you could have helped us buy supplies to get the rest of the gold out of the well!”

“Okay well you know what? I didn’t do that!” JJ burst forwards, showing a selection of purple bruises littering his torso. “I got a hot tub!” you kicked off your shoes, tears building at the thought that the person supposed to love him the most would hurt him like that, “For my friends. I got a hot tub for my friends. You know what? No, you know what? Screw friends. I got a hot tub for my family! I got this for you! Look, guys, look what I did for you! Alright? Look at this! Look at this! No, you stop being emotional. It’s fine, okay?” You stepped forwards as he continued, stepping over the walls of the tub and pulling him in, letting him cling to you. You let him sob on you. “I just couldn’t do it.” He was convulsing with sobs while you tried your best not to, knowing you had to be strong for him. You had to. “I couldn’t take him anymore! I was gonna kill him.” You felt Pope and Kie’s arms wrap around the pair of you, the lot of you wet with tears and hot tub water. “I just wanna do the right thing.”

“I know.” you murmured, stroking his hair and closing your eyes as you tried to keep your breathing steady.

Kie and Pope got out first, leaving after you told them you’d deal with him. You sat him down in the tub again, turning the jets off. You wiped away the last of his tears, gently prying the champagne away from him. You stroked his hair, letting him lean on your shoulder until his breathing returned to normal. You stood up then, helping him out of the tub and guiding him to the bathroom, where you sat him down on the closed toilet seat as you ran a hot bath. You distracted him by reminding him of your best memories since you met him, until the bath was full. You helped him in, washing the chlorine out of his hair, and letting him relax.

You sat on the edge of the tub as he blinked up at you, sobering up quickly. He lifted a hand from the water, touching your waist tentatively.

“Where did you go?” he whispered, the silence pressing down thickly.

“To see an old friend.” you hadn’t thought about your leaving for hours, and now you did, you wondered how broken he’d be when he found out you’d slept with two people while you were gone.

“You went to LA.” he muttered.

“Yeah.” you nodded slowly, touching his cheek, lightly. “I’m sorry.”

He blinked at you, confusion painted in his features. “Why?”

“I left.” you helped him stand up, guiding him out of the bath. You handed him the towel you’d found, leaving him to get him a change of clothes. You picked out a top and joggers, brushing away a stray tear before rejoining him. You turned around while he changed, then lay him down in the spare bed. You draped the blanket over him, changing quickly into the only other joggers you could find, and one of his tops. You lay down in front of him, taking in his bright, cobalt eyes and soft pink lips. 

“Why did you go?” he sounded broken. So broken.

“I felt trapped, like you would all hate me. So I went to see the people who I knew would be there for me, no matter what. Then I realised that, more than anyone, more than my friends in Cali, that was you guys.” he gazed at you, a strange look in his eyes as he processed your words.

“I shouldn’t have yelled.” he closed his eyes, and when he reopened them, there was a teary sheen to them.

“No.” you rejected his claim. “I needed it. I’ve been avoiding it, thinking that would make it all go away. It was stupid. If you hadn’t have yelled, I wouldn’t have gone. And if I hadn’t have gone, I’d have avoided it for the rest of my life.”

He let a tear slip. “I fucked up.” he murmured. “I fucked us up.”

“No. No, I did it. I wasn’t honest. I was so desperate not to repeat what had happened that I pushed you away.”

“What did happen?”

“Where do I start?”

“At the beginning.”

--

Your parents loved each other. They lit up when the other entered the room, and looked at each other like the world revolved around them. They met young, in highschool. Your mom was pregnant with your brother by senior year, and they got married when school was over. Three years later, once they had a house and two steady jobs, they had you. Highschool sweethearts, it always seemed perfect.

You were convinced they were perfect, until you were ten. They had a huge argument, so big, so loud, that the neighbours called the cops, and you and Lewis had to spend the night at friends’ houses. They never argued like that again.

You knew they loved each other, even after that. Over three years later, on the brink of your fourteenth birthday, you noticed they hardly spoke anymore. Family meals stopped, and they avoided each other at all costs. After a few weeks, you came home to a floor covered in glass and crockery, and your parents sitting across from each other crying. Things were perfect for two more years.

Then, she started getting angry. She threw things, hit things, broke things. She took out all of her frustrations on the family, never caring to explain herself.

Your mom lost her job, but was still out all day, everyday. You saw her with another man three months after. When you saw her, you understood something. 

Your mom hated her life. She hated not being able to afford things, not being able to go on holiday, not being able to treat herself. She wanted to live a life more glamorous than what your father could give her. You hated her for it.

You asked her about it the next day.

Your brother and dad got home to see her things packed, and you sitting at the kitchen table, bruises around your neck and a cut over your right eyebrow. The divorce papers arrived within a week. 

She didn’t fight for custody. She didn’t call. She didn’t try to see you.

--

JJ nodded slowly, wiping your tears away with the pad of his thumb. “She’s been calling you.” he murmured.

“She feels bad.” you shrugged, “I had a go at her, she hasn’t called since.”

“Did you see her while you were in LA?” 

“No, she lives in Brentwood, I didn’t want to waste my time there.”

“Fuck her.”

“Yeah.” you smiled, “Fuck her.”

“Y/N?” he whispered, “Thanks for telling me that.”

“Your welcome.” You shrugged.

“Who’s Tyler?”

“My ex.” 

“What did he do to you?”

You searched his eyes, knowing you had to tell him. You took a deep breath.

--

You met Tyler in middle school. He was the tallest in the class by an inch and a half, and the best looking. You were best friends with Cassie, and Cassie’s parents knew his parents, so you were friends by association. You cruised through middle school, skating with him and his friends when you weren’t at school or hanging out with Cassie.

At some point in Freshman year of high school, his friends stopped joining your skating days, and you and Tyler got close. He asked you out near the end of the year, and you said yes. You spent your summer drinking and smoking with Cassie or skating with Tyler, losing your virginity to him just before the start of your sophomore year. You went steadily for a year, letting your relationship become more and more toxic, until he would throw fits if you so much as spoke to another guy. You lost your friends as he tightened his grip around you, keeping you close with threats and bribes. 

He was the only one who was there for you when your mom started cheating, because he was the only one you talked to. You let yourself be vulnerable, and he took advantage of it. You went out with Cassie just before that night with your mom, telling her about your failing relationship and breaking family. She was the one who told you to break up with him. 

You waited three days. 

He took it well. Nodded, didn’t cry, left quickly.

The next day, your life was hell. You got pulled from English by the police, and taken to the principal's office, and sat down. He told you that a load of photos and two videos had been leaked from an anonymous account. Nudes, two sex tapes. You didn’t even know the videos existed. It was all over Instagram, and even a couple of porn sites. 

You didn’t even know. Not until that moment. No one mentioned it, they just gave you funny looks. It all made sense. Your dad came in, they explained it all to him. They traced it to Tyler’s phone, and your dad chose to press charges.

You saw Tyler a couple of times, in huge, explosive fights outside his house. The case was days away from success, days from him being sued, an agreement saying he’d never be able to share them. Then, your mom came back. It had been almost a month, but she came back, taking almost every penny your dad owned.

Unable to afford the lawyer as well as the moving fees, the case fell through. You only found out about the move the next day, talks of it having been circulating for a few weeks. You had three days, and in those days, all of your friends fell out with you, deciding you had chosen to hide it, not believing that you hadn’t known. Your only ally was Cassie. 

You moved, and then, you met JJ.

--

JJ’s eyes were glittering, shining, with fury. He was hurt at the idea that someone would hurt you like that. He wanted to hit something, but given your vulnerable state, tried to remain calm. You nestled into him, breathing sporadic as you processed the fact that you had said it out loud. He ran his hand over the bare skin under your borrowed top, an act of comfort that spoke the thousands of words he didn’t know how to say. The air felt thick with tragedy, hanging over the pair of you like a suffocating blanket. 

The night was raw, painful. Wounds that were hardly healed were torn open, twice as big, exposed, hurtful. Both of you, teenagers who’d been through more than any teenager should have, hurting. You didn’t move for a long time, the comfortable silence consuming you. His breathing was slow, resting. He slipped into a well-deserved slumber, as you listened to his heartbeat. You realised that you felt something for him. You’d never felt it before, not even with Tyler. You felt your heart swell when you thought about him, and contract painfully when you thought about his hurt. You decided you would protect the boy until the day you died, because God knows he needed it. 

Always the protector, helper, giver. He deserved to be protected. He deserved more than what he had, more than you could offer, but it didn’t matter, because as long as you were able to, you’d try and be what he needed, deserved, wanted. It came out as a whisper, breaking the long, peaceful silence. Rough and straightforward, plain and forward, but full of meaning. Full of the emotions you’d hidden from him, the thoughts that plagued you at night, the words you’d tried to push down for weeks now.

“I love you.”

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[hyukiee]

Chapter 6: Withdrawal

warnings: cussing, drug mention, withdrawals

so im just the worst procrastinator ever.. i have a hard time keeping with stories but i absolutely love this one so i’ll do better for yall ❤️

“What? What is it? Take a picture creep it will last longer,” you rolled your guys at Taehyung who had been staring at you with his cute box smile for what felt like forever. It was making you blush. “Can I?” He exclaimed like a little child about to open up a christmas gift. You sighed playing rolling your eyes again. “So what now? I mean like once we land, what am I supposed to do?” It was stupid on your part to not fully think this through but for once you let your heart make a decision for you. It felt nice but it made you so anxious. A xanax would of been nice right now. “You can stay with us for as long as you want, we’ll help you look into schools and we’ll start from there,” he grabbed your hand and held it like he was afraid you would jump out the plane before it even took off. This is really making you anxious. You were too consumed with your feelings to even think about making the smart decision of packing some xanax for, well, this. You would have to get it medically prescribed to you in South Korea, you don’t take that place for a druggie world. You’ve never had to go through a withdrawal but something tells you the guys won’t let any of your shit slide.”So how about that picture baby?”

“So y/n is going with the manager to the other exit, the fans are all outside you know how it is,” Namjoon spoke to the group before they walked out of the plane. “Is this my life now?” You only half jokingly whispered to Taehyung. “Not for long babygirl, i’ll post that picture of us eventually,” he whispered back winking at you before kissing your cheek. “See you at the dorm!” He waved at you frantically like a little boy going to his first day at school. Cute.

“Korea really is so different,” you spoke to yourself looking around at the neighborhood you and the manager parked in. Definitely different from California. Seoul was beautiful though, the city lights at night must be a sight. You walked up to the dorm and realized it was a lot different on the inside. The outside made it seem like some average middle class place, which was probably the point but the inside was beautiful. BTS is rich, most definitely but you would of guessed that when you got a mimosa on the private plane. “Mm, I can get used to having you here,” Taehyung wrapped his arms around your waist kissing your neck. You tried to make a response but started realizing something was off. You felt cold but it almost seemed like you were sweating. “What’s wrong?” When you tried to speak you felt something come up from your throat. You pushed Taehyung away and ran to the sink in the kitchen and threw up. “Fuck,” you gagged continuously before you threw up again. “Did the plane make you sick?” Taehyung asked rubbing your back with one hand and grabbing your hair in the other. “I don’t know, maybe, i’m fine I just need to go to a doctor and get some xanax or something,” throwing up made your anxiety sky rocket and it almost seemed like you were starting your first ever withdrawal. “What the fuck y/n, I thought you realized you can’t do that shit here, what are you thinking?” It sounded like Taehyung was scolding you like some child. You had no energy in you to argue with him right now. Your whole body was screaming at you to get something, anything in your system. “Jesus fucking christ,” you rubbed your forehead before turning around walking out the dorm, maybe accidentally slamming the door.

“I didn’t mean to eavesdrop but is everything okay” Yoongi walked out right when you left bring Tae’s attention to him. “This is gonna be hard, that’s for sure,” Taehyung laughed sarcastically. “If she’s going to the doctor for it that means she wouldn’t be doing anything illegal. She might actually need it. I’ll tell you now though, being someone with anxiety, they won’t give her or anyone Xanax,” Yoongi tried to calm Taehyung’s nerves, he was very obviously frustrated but he didn’t really need to be. He started to feel bad as he thought about it more. He knows you have pretty bad anxiety and his hyung was right, you said you would go to the doctor, not the streets. “Is y/n okay?” Jimin asked walking into the dorm. At least your still out there. “She’s fine, just a little plane sick, Taehyung resolved Jimin’s concern right before you walked in with the rest of the members. “We were just talking about having some drinks to welcome y/n, what do you all think?” Namjoon asked the three guys enthusiastically knowing no one would say no but Taehyung desperately wanted to. The last thing he needs right now is you being drunk and pissy. 

“Guyssss, thank you so much for beinging me here, this is great,” you spoke hugging as many members as you could after taking another big swig of your drink. You were really drunk and absolutely loving it. You noticed Taehyungs glares a long time ago but you didn’t care. You did but you were mad at him for trying to change you. Just because you came here doesn’t mean your just going to stop these habits you’ve had for literally years. He’s being delusional. You made eye contact with him from across the room and quickly turned around to walk the other way, almost completely losing your balance in the process. “Y/n are you okay?” Taehyung ran to you trying to keep you from falling. “I’m fucking fine,” you pushed him away feeling less than fine but your stubbornness kept you from accepting his help. The second you said that though you felt yourself about to throw up and ran to the bathroom only barely making it. “Y/n... i’ll take you to the doctor tomorrow, i’m sorry,” Taehyung got on his knees and rubbed your shoulders as weakly nodded before throwing up again.

“Hyung, i’m gonna miss practice today, I told y/n i’d take her to the doctor,” Tae rubbed the back of his neck as he whispered to Namjoon in the kitchen. “Is she okay?” “She will be, hopefully,” Taehyung sighed walking back to his room before his hyung could respond.

This would be far from how you’ve imagined withdrawals to be like. Your body felt paralyzed, every bone in you ached beyond belief. You had been throwing up all night and sleepless Taehyung stayed by your side the whole time. He felt bad walking back into his room to see you finally sound asleep knowing he had to wake you up if you wanted to get to the doctor on time. “Y/n.. you need to get up so we can take you to the doctor,” His heart melted seeing your nose scrunched up as you attempted to stretch, the pain you were in was very visably noticeable. Tae started to feel a sense of guilt, he didn’t think about how this would happen by having you come to Korea with them. “Do you need the bathroom before we go?” “If I throw up one more time I might actually throw up my insides,” your voice was raspy, hair was tangled beyond belief and your face looked lifeless but Taehyung still blushed and his stomach fluttered as he helped you up. “Well, don’t throw up in my car,” He gave you his box smile making you laugh partially rolling your eyes.

“So we found cocaine, xanax, ecstasy-“ “The list will go on, I know i’m withdrawaling from drugs,” you instantly felt bad for being snappy with the doctor but he probably understood. “Is there anything she can take to get through this?” Tae asked licking his lips and folding his arms, he was so attractive caring for you, it made you blush. “Unfortunately, if she wants to get clean, she can’t take anything. Frankly, with everything in her system i’d recommend rehab,” You scoffed. “Yah, i’m not 12, you can talk to me, the patient,” the doctor gave Taehyung a look before looking at you. His look screamed ‘fucking foreigners’ but fuck him. “Miss, I won’t perscribe you any anxiety medication until you come in again and you’re clean from all the drugs in your system,” “He can’t do that can he?” you turned toward Taehyung but he didn’t give you a response. “I have reason to believe there could be potential abuse if I prescribe you this drug so I have a right to deny you, for the time being.” The doctor gave his final words before bowing and leaving the room. Taehyung sighed before grabbing both your hands, “It’s okay… we’ll all be here for you for the time being and we’ll come back when your better.” You hated his optimism.

#bts #fanfic #kpop fanfic #taehyung angst #taehyung fluff #taehyung smut #bts angst #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts smut

[missmorosis]

Balance Part 7

Part 1 ✧･ﾟ: * Previous - Next Masterlist

A/N: omg hi yall~ I’m so sorry I haven’t updated this in soo long… I had no idea what to do and I had little motivation to write… i took a short break but i’m back!! ALSO requests are open, so if you have something you want me to write, rules are in navi!

Taglist is open! Thank you guys for the support ahhH I LOVE YOU GUYS!! 💜, morosis~

Sokka x reader

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, death, drowning & my writing skills (i’m warning you 😔) 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 

After that night, Y/N couldn’t look Zuko in the eyes anymore. She had never revealed her secret to anyone, ever. Although it seemed like Zuko would never tell anyone, she had never been so vulnerable with someone before. She never had the chance, and she was stressed every second afterward. She didn’t want her new friends to find out about her true identity; especially not when they were being so gracious to her. 

She tried her best not to make it obvious, but she tried to avoid him at all costs. If she was talking to Katara about something and Zuko came over, she found a way to excuse herself to go talk to Toph. If she was helping cook breakfast and Zuko got up to help, she instantly made Sokka take over. She just couldn’t deal with him right now. She could practically feel all of the questions coming her way in the future. She could imagine Zuko asking, “Where are they now? What are they planning?” 

Although he had said that he believed her, she was still a bit skeptical. What if he decides to turn on me? What if he tells all his friends? Why does he trust me?

Other than that, day three of living with the Gaang was going okay. Even during the course of three days, she’s never felt closer to anyone before, other than... No. She pulled that thought away from her mind. 

After eating some lunch, Katara gestured for Y/N to follow her. Although she felt completely fine, Katara insisted on healing her completely. Katara was an amazing healer; there was pretty much nothing left of her injury except for a scar. Katara started applying cool water with her waterbending on her scar, and it slowly faded away a bit. Y/N was so grateful for her. She would probably be dead on some beach if it wasn’t for Katara and her healing. 

After a while, Katara looked satisfied and allowed Y/N to leave, so Y/N pulled her shirt down. Of course, she had to leave her sleeves on; Katara would probably have some questions if she ever found the scars. No matter how hot it was outside, she kept her long sleeves on. 

Y/N decided she would take a walk on the beach. She walked along the tides as they weaved in and out from underneath her feet. Every time she looked at the ocean, she couldn’t help but be reminded of how she had almost drowned a couple days ago. Since she was literally living on the beach, she was slowly getting over her trauma, but she couldn’t help but think of the water that had closed in on her. 

Her eyes scanned the horizon. She thought of her life before she had met the Gaang. She didn’t care too much about the people she affected. Why did it change?

Ah. After the Gaang showed her kindness, it was harder to listen to the supporters. Zuko had been more understanding than she expected. Katara also healed her, when she didn’t have to. Aang had been so kind towards her. Toph had shared many laughs with her. They let her stay with them. Why did they have to make everything so much more difficult?

If she didn’t do what the supporters told her, she would be severely punished. If she ran away and stayed with the Gaang, she was putting them in danger. She couldn’t do that to them, could she? Oh, Cam would know what to do. He would help.

All of a sudden, it struck her hard. She missed Cam. So much. He had always been there for her.

 When she had to leave her sister, he was there, comforting her. When she was sobbing at 3am in the morning, he was there, giving her a shoulder to cry on. When she was burned for failing in assassinating the fire lord, he was there, tending to her wounds. When she planned to run away from the Ozai supporters, he was there, supporting her and even promising to stay with her no matter what. When she actually got a boat to escape from the Ozai supporters, he was there, steering it. When they found out about their plan, he was there, holding her hand for comfort. When the supporters burned down their boat, he was there, still holding her hand, until he wasn’t anymore.

 What happened? Why couldn’t she save him? Why couldn’t she be there for him, when he was always there for her? She would give everything to be with him one more time. Tears stung her eyes. Why was she crying? She’s been crying too much lately. She hated it. Y/N wished things would go back to before: where she knew exactly what to do…. She wished she could go back to where she had Cam.

 Stop crying, you idiot. Stop it. Tears were running down her cheeks. She wiped them away with her sleeves as fast as she could, but they kept coming. Stop crying, stop crying, stop crying. Why did everything have to be so confusing? Why couldn’t she just do her job? Cam’s not here… what’s the point? Why don’t you just capture the Avatar?  Why not just do what they say? There’s nobody you have left. 

Stop crying, stop crying, stop crying. 

Y/N felt someone’s hand on her shoulder. She winced at the unexpected touch and quickly wiped her tears away as fast as she could. Sokka was behind her, looking at her with concerned eyes. 

“Y/N?” he asked, gently.

“I’m fine,” she said, although she didn’t look nor feel fine. “Seriously, I’m fine.” She tried to convince him with a smile. Who was she trying to convince? Him, or her? She didn’t want him to worry about her. She didn’t want anyone to worry about her. She. Was. Fine.

Sokka suddenly pulled her in for a hug. 

“Aang got me into hugging,” he mumbled. “It looked like you needed one.” Y/N just stood there, speechless. She barely knew him, but here she was, getting a hug from Sokka. Something about him reminded her of Cam. She hugged him back.

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A/N: i’m sorry this KINDA made zero sense but I guess it works? Hope you liked it anyways!

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[theworldsoul]

Okay so basically... lets talk.

I should've seen this coming. I should've known that after such a long period of happiness, something would give.

I went to pick up my glasses from the dinner table today, because that's where I left them. When I put them on... they wouldnt stay on. I checked and they were missing the two plastic parts that hold the glasses up and still on my nose.

I check the table for them, and I dont find them. Then I ask, like hey, did any of yall touch my glasses? Both the plastic things are missing. My dad IMMEDIATELY assumes that I took them off ON PURPOSE. For some reason. And I tell him no, i didnt touch them, all I remember is picking them up from the table and seeing the plastic bits missing.

Then I spend like an hour telling them no, I didnt break my own glasses, I FOUND them that way. And my dad is like mocking me, going "u always say 'I didnt do it!!!' Like you never do anything huh? I guess you're just perfect." And I'm like... BUT I ACTUALY DIDNT DO IT!!!!???!? and hes like "you never take responsibility for anything, blah blah, you're so fucking stupid, you act like a four year old, stop fucking crying, how dare you ask us if we know what happened, why are you trying to blame us, you obviously did it on purpose and now you're acting all surprised.." and I'm just sitting there. Taking it. Thinking to myself... wow. They automatically assumed the worst in me. And THIS SORT OF THING HAPPENS OFTEN!!! I get blamed for shit I didnt do all the fuckign time.

So I'm just. Crying. Because theres a certain amount of verbal abuse i can take and it's not very much. I'm being interrogated. And its distressing, because I cant PROVE that I didnt do it on.purpose, because i GENUINELY DONT REMEBER WHAT HAPPENED!!! so they just get to assume that i broke my own glasses.

Why would my dad jump to that conclusion so quickly? Simple answer: he literally hates me. He holds back, I know, but hes done this before and he'll do it again, hes shown and said what he REALLY THINKS and he'll say it again and do it again and again and again because his mask is slipping. I dont know what I did to make him hate me but he does. That's just how it is. I can't change that. Man, my parents behave like children.

Anwyays so I'm just very upset, in distress, crying really hard, trying not to say too much so I dont make them angrier but also always telling the truth, which is that I DIDN'T DO IT AND I DONT REMEBER ANYTHING HAPPENEING TO THE GLASSES!!

He asks me, who did it then? I say I dont know but it wasnt me. He said who then, if not you. I said I dont know. He didnt believe me!!!

I hate when I tell the truth and people dont believe it. Like... this is the truth. I have nothing more to offer you. Take what little I give, cos it's my fucking blood.

Anyways in the meantime my mom is checking, looking for the plastic bits. She finds them in my coat pocket.

I am proven innocent. At what cost? Well, now I'm shaking, curled up into a ball, crying, and in actual pain. My brain cant handle so much pain so it transfers it to physical pain. So there I am. A fucking kid. Who's been punished for somehting he didn't do. And theres the proof.

My dad fixed the glasses. Left me there on the couch, still trembling. Gave them to me in a case. Said I gotta be careful. I said thank you. Because, even if I'm upset, I gotta make sure other people dont get upset. He said sorry, but he said it in this huffy way that made it sound reluctant. Then he was like, I said sorry so stop crying.

He wanted a kiss on the cheek and I was gonna give him one because I dont want to seem like a dickhead, he DID apologize... and if you dont accept my dads apologies and move on and pretend that the word "sorry" fixes everything, he gets even more angry and i REALLY dont want to deal with him guilt ripping me over it. So I lean in for a little kiss and... I cant. I cant do it. My face crinkles up all ugly and I start crying hysterically every time I get close. I try a few times but I'm overwhelmed with a feeling of like... oh god. I felt so hurt. Like a scared little rabbit. Oh shit, I was fucking scared. I couldnt do it. It made me feel disgusted.

I said, later I'll do it.

I dont know why he thinks he can hurt me so bad and make me cry, then give some shitty apology and expect me to change my mood entirely and go back to being all happy. That's not how it works. If you hurt someone, they stay hurt. Your shitty little word, "sorry", doesnt make me feel any better and doesnt fix any of the damage.... but I have to pretend like it does because if I dont you get mad, and you say I'm mean for not accepting the apology,,,

Later on, he did come for a kiss again. I was in my room, pretending to be busy so he would ignore me but he didnt. This time, I didnt kiss him but I allowed him to kiss me. I just... I couldnt kiss him. I was holding back tears, and i knew if i tried to kiss him i would start crying all over again and make him upset or angry. So I just sorta... let him kiss me on my forehead. Then I went to the bathroom fast as I could, acting like I had to brush my teeth.

I locked the door, sank to my knees, and cried. Hard.

I just wish that I had a dad who loved me, or who knew how to love me... or who I knew loved me, a dad who knew what he was doing, so I didnt have to debate if he loved me or not in my head.

God. I feel so small. Like I literally feel like a little kid right now. Fucking hell. Looks like tonight I'll be indulging in my delusions, playing pretend.

It's sad that my parents fuck me up, but its sadder that afterwards I dont have anyone to comfort me and help heal me.... only myself and whoever I bring to life in my imagination.

Sometimes when I get overly upset, when I'm pushed to the edge like this, I begin to feel... a lot younger? Like shockingly younger. I'm not even the same dude anymore, I'm a fucking five year old all of a sudden. Which makes the situation even more scary and painful.

Just imagine like, a hurt scared little kid with no one to help him. He's tryna pick himself off the ground and hes telling himself "shhhhh... it'll be okay" that's me. That's literally me and it makes me feel so fucking BAD but its true.

I've been breaking down. Earlier in the day I had trouble on a quiz because I didn't know the definition of a word in a poem and I couldnt answer the question (does character A like character B?) And when I asked they said they couldnt tell me which was bullshit but whatever. Uhm so I got upset. Like, scarily upset. I gave up, wrote that i didnt want to do the question on the paper, guessed at half the answers, crumpled it up and threw it to the ground. Then I just... spaced out for the rest of class because I was STILL upset and fuck them.

At one point I left to go cry in the bathroom, but when i went in there, all the stalls were taken and there was a huge group of guys in there, like maybe ten people in there total, so I ran back out and was like fuck now what. Now I wait. I waited and nobody came out. I double checked and they were sitll there and I ran out again. I dashed to another bathroom down the hall hoping it was empty. I was blasting metal in my ears to try and drown out the FEELINGS, I hate feeling things. Got into a stall, slammed the door, started CRYING, sobbing, talking to myself, all of this with metal music blaring out of my headphones. I composed myself. When I went out of the stall I checked my eyeliner and it was... well, you could TELL I cried. I didnt bother with it tho, i just ran out of there.

Ugh and when I got back I kept doing the stim that usually evolves into literally hitting myself, so that was. Bad. At least this time I refrained from beating the shit outta my own left arm.

God.. I hope everyone who hurts me, everyone who ever fucking hurt me, feels GUILTY as all hell. I hope whatever being made me FEEL all these emotions so hard so strong so fast, ROTS. because nobody deserves to feel so intensely upset that they resort to the worst ways of coping. No one.

I'm just glad I didnt relapse. That's a positive.

[intro-v]

Debunking all anti-BB arguments because i only have so much tolerance(Edited with new extra content cause i still have little tolerance)

“BB isn’t beauty and the beast, stop stealing from t*uradonna shippers”

-The fact that yall want such a beautiful story to represent ya abusive ship is reason enough to reclaim “steal” it

Yang’s last name is “Little Dragon”, last i checked that dragons are pretty fucking beastly by concept alone

“Wings isn’t a BB song, stop stealing from M*nochr*me”

“Wings” is a song ABOUT Blake

It ain’t my fault yall are deaf to not think of Wings when you hear the verse “Help you spread your wings and fly” in “All that matters” and never once hear the word “Wing(s)” in a Weiss song

“Yin and Yang MUST mean man and woman, sorry wasps, E/clipse has that point, Yang means man in that regard”

Yang’s literal name is YANG, what kinda ancestery.com bullshit do you want. Also like shut the fuck up, y’all deny most of Sun’s Chinese influence, like fuck you guys are right in this regard

“The monkey king and the Bull demon king were supposed to fight, YANG STOLE SUN’S FIGHT WITH ADAM”

No she didn’t because Adam ain’t based on the bull demon king, if he was, it would’ve been mentioned a long ass time ago

“It could’ve been anyone going after Blake in the Fall of Beacon, Yang ain’t special”

Yang is the only member of RWBY with the most context of Adam 

Yang saw Blake drawing Adam in the cafeteria(Which is were Adam and Yang’s first encounter happened, so it was foreshadowing right from V2)

Blake was comparing and contrasting Yang to Adam in V3, Yang is smart enough to put two and two together that the guy she’s talking about must’ve the same person she was drawing

Yang literally shows up after Adam threatens Blake with “I will make it my mission to destroy everything you love[Yang shows up yelling for Blake, Adam notices Blake’s mortification]starting with her”

“Blake went to the dance with Sun, not with Yang”

She literally says “Technically, but my first dance is already spoken for” with a massive “Bitch i’m not here for you” tone of voice 

If it wasn’t for Yang she wouldn’t even be going to the dance, Sun asked her to the dance and Blake answers “No”

“Blake and Yang don’t even talk”

This hour long video says otherwise

And the storyline in V4, which y’all worship as the E/clipse bible is barely half the length

“Blake blushed at Sun, never at Yang”

If someone did a stupid dance and then winked and pointed at me, i’d be red with embarrassment too 

Ruby blushed at Emerald...does that mean they’re canon?(If you ship it that’s dope)

Blake never mention Yang while in Menagerie 

In the intro of V4 Blake looks off to the horizon and immediately transitions to Yang

When Sun gets stabbed she’s fucking sobbing “no no no, not again” gee i wonder what recent event in life would make her say not again when a friend gets badly wounded by someone very close to her in the WF

Sun, the messiah himself mentions Yang when he mentions “I’d do it all again if it meant protecting you”, Sun is aware Yang lost her arm trying to protect Blake

Blake’s voice cracks when she mentions Yang when explaining why she left her team

Blake mentions Yang when saying what one word describes her teammates

“Oh yeah, Yang and Blake killing someone together, how romantic~”

Don’t start clowning, you all would be saying the same shit if Sun was in Yang’s position, quick ya bitchin

If you actually fucking ask an actual BB shipper they will tell you, that the moment is not romantic, it is an emotional moment they shared together. Not every BB moment is romantic 

Some of yall use the uncomfortable argument that Blake and Sun have as “Aw look, they’re acting like an old married couple”so shut the fuck up ya lunatics 

“Yang doesn’t care about Ruby and the team dynamic is ruined and imbalanced” 

We goin’ to ignore the fact that the “hur dur team dynamic” was already imbalanced because Ruby and Yang are sisters 

Yang doesn’t need to baby Ruby anymore she knows she can take care of herself since the fall of beacon when Blake said “She’s our leader, she can take care of herself” also like...siblings don’t stop loving and caring for each other when they have an s/o, if you actually think that you are flat out wrong

So Blake and Yang would “ruin the dynamic” but Sun and Blake would’t ruin RWBY and SSSN’s dynamic...That’s some double standard right there since two teams are being affected 

Are yall just gonna ignore how fucking scared she was when Ruby was face to face with Lenny? She was horrified and was reaching out for her...yall gon ignore that?...okay

Literally JNPR were dating amongst themselves...where are yall on that shit?, hell STRQ is the same thing...where are yall on that shit? Oh right its because this is between two main characters

“Blake is abusive”

Yall love painting Blake as the devil, despite her Sun slaps are a confirmed mistake, but yall don’t see a problem with Sun stalking simply because he had good intentions....okay fine, whatever

Yall think Blake ran away because it fun!? She thinks its all her fault, the last fucking thing she wants when thinking that is to be around her friends for what all she knows have a targets on their backs

Blake literally hates herself for leaving, she wants the others to hate her too

“BB STOLE ALL THE FAN CONTENT MAKERS!”

This is a you problem if you think this and you are really fucking dumb for thinking this

Have you thought that there is a reason why BB “””””Stole””””” all the fan content makers

“Wasps are so toxic!”

While i will not deny that there are some awful people in the Bee community 

But at the same time, the ones against BB aren’t free from that either. Yall go out and harass people for fucking years, yall are the ones who go and comment nasty shit on BB posts(and BB art posts), and are even passive aggressive towards BB shippers in the comment section of E/clipse art posts

“Sun would be so jealous and Yang should feel guilty!”

Sun is the same person who pinched Ilia as payback after getting stabbed...That boi doesn’t hold grudges, sorry you guys aren’t fooling anyone into thinking Sun would be the next Adam

“E/CLIPSE IS SO DEEP”

Yall immediately started to ship them once they made eye contact ONCE

Sun thinks Blake’s best feature is her being a faunus

Sun does not understand Blake, ONCE

Blake is constantly tired of Sun’s bullshit

“BLAKE GAVE SUN A PECK ON THE CHEEK”

-Camera angles/placement -setting -lighting 

“Adam is delusional him saying ‘What does she even see in you!?’ means nothing”

By that logic than Sun never went to school because Adam called him a classmate   

“Everything that happened between Blake and Yang happens between siblings and best friends all the time!”

If you stare at your sibling or family the way these two look at each other...seek help

And the all time “favorite”

“BB IS TOO FORCED”

Yes because a love triangle between generic twinky blond boy, rich prissy tsundere and blue sexist boy is TOTALLY not forced

Because immediate eye contact between boy and girl MUST mean they in love

If you watch the essays and watch the hour long BB movie you will see how its NOT forced