#dont worry about the purple text :)))

[missionel]

punch out pokemon au ‼️

so i realized that punch out wii has 13 opponents (not counting donkey kong) that are divided up in such a way that they could all be opponents in a pokemon game! the minor and major circuits are the 8 gym leaders, the world circuit is the elite four, and mr sandman is the champion! it's too perfect! i've at least decided everyone's type specialties, sooo....

gym leaders (minor & major circuits):

- glass joe: flying types

i imagine joe is not as miserable in this au, since the first gym leader's job is literally to lose a lot to young trainers. he's not too skilled at battling, and became a gym leader by accident. his team is made up of two measly kalosian flying types, fletchling and vivillon.

- von kaiser: rock types

i know herr kaiser is typically associated with steel, but steel types are way too cool to be the type of the second gym. sorry. i imagine his students are his gym trainers. his ace is rockruff, and maybe he uses something classic like geodude as well.

- disco kid: electric types

these moves are ELECTRIC! i think this one is self-explanatory. disco kid is pretty good at battling, at least good enough to secure a spot as the 3rd gym leader, but he also doesn't take things too seriously. his team is made up of pokemon that he befriended first and trained for battle later, with his ace being raichu.

- king hippo: ground types

did i give him the ground type just so i could give him hippowdon? ...maybe. there's not much else for me to say about king hippo... he's just chilling. good for him. i was originally gonna give him the poison type, but i'll be giving that type to someone else. ;)

- piston hondo: ghost types

what can i say? he seems like a ghost type guy. obviously he gets a revaroom, because honda and all that. he absolutely feeds his pokemon only the best of snacks.

- bear hugger: normal types

what comes to mind when you hear "bear hugger" and "pokemon"? obviously it's bewear. that is his ace, without a doubt. he also has a greedent and a snorlax, it's way too perfect! and of course, they all like raw fish.

- great tiger: psychic types

yeah i don't think i need to explain this one. the man has a medicham (his ace) and an espeon. this also fits the theme of psychic gym leaders tending to have psychic powers themselves. do you think it's legal to use your own psychic powers to trip up your opponents in a battle? let's not worry about it...

- don flamenco: grass types

it goes without saying that this man has a roserade for his ace, as well as an equally powerful arboliva. maybe carmen is one of his gym trainers, or perhaps she's only there to cheer him on? and do you think he would acquire a shiny roserade for his title defense fight to match his all-black look?

elite four (world circuit):

- aran ryan: bug types

what an absolute bug of a man. starting off the elite four strong with a not-so-strong type, aran ryan chose the generation 7 bug type vikavolt to be his ace. he also has a shedinja, which sports the electric tera type and the air balloom item in his title defense fight. really? (for non-pokemon nerds, this setup makes it nearly unkillable. it's practically cheating!) aran has a questionable background, and seems to have been affiliated with some shady people in the past...

- soda popinski: water types

mister popinski has a love for both water and ice types, and he's in luck because a good few pokemon are both! his ace is one of those, that being walrein. he also has a lapras. he's quite fond of giving his team the soda pop item as opposed to normal healing items during battle.

- bald bull: fire types

red is the color of anger, and also the color of the fire type, so naturally this angry man would gravitate towards fire types, especially the fire type bull that is paldean taurous. he also uses a magmortar. of course bald bull isn't angry ALL the time, and spends his free time relaxing with his pokemon. warm pokemon give warm hugs :]

- super macho man: dragon types

of course everyone's "favorite" show-off uses what's generally regarded as one of the most powerful types. his ace is a kommo-o, a very cool one at that. (i like smm and i like kommo-o. but it works!) he also has an appletun, which was a gift to him from a certain someone... oh my god, this au lets macho man literally release the beast. amazing.

the champion (mr. sandman)

sandman does not use just one type, as is the case with most champions. he has a gengar and a musharna, for obvious reasons. he also has a crabominable and and a hydrapple. he was mysteriously missing after mac defeated the elite four, but i'm sure he'll come back soon. right?

i'm sure nothing bad will happen ;)

feel free to suggest ideas for this au, i still need to flesh out all of the teams so i am welcome to input :3

#punch out #pokemon #ymgh rambles #popkmnau #<- tag for the au #dont worry about the purple text :))) #(it relates to the evil team & plot which i'll make a different post about) #also yes i am hinting at exactly what you think by giving smm and sandy applin evos :3 #i love them your honor #hi morning riley here- i wrote most of this when i was super tired so if the post sucks thats why 😭 #unfortunately the best format for me to get my ideas down in is rambling in a discord server #(which is how this au got created #naturally)

[purrpletiger]

FRESH DRAWING GUIDE:

Hello everybody, I've come to give you all this absurd reference guide for drawing Fresh. yep. I decided to spend hours slapping this together.

If I got anything wrong or should add anything PLEEEASE lemme know! All ideas welcome!

If you want to see my "research" on this character, let me know in the replies, because there's so much to talk about with him and I'd love to do a character analysis or two, I couldn't put much about his personality or source posts in this because it's just a drawing guide!

Link to all the full images

Transcript and close-ups of the text on the image: (May be in a strange order)

Fresh was created by @loverofpiggies (CQ)

Main Outfit:

YOLO sunglasses

Backwards propeller cap

Pink Polo shirt

Crayola Jacket

Gold Tooth

SWAG fannypack

Convertible Zip-off pants

White Heelie shoes

Pink socks

He has thick eyebrows to emote! (The eyebrows are usually depicted with black hair but one human design has eyebrows that match the pink hair color!)

The bag says SWAG on it

His glasses say YOLO by default, but the letters can magically change mid-scene...

this design for Fresh is Tall, we dunno how tall but taller than CQ's Sans characters (or just Geno since he's literally sans undertale with some added steps). But his height is just his host's height sooo it can vary.

those (cyan and yellow) shoe details are on the innerside but not outerside

HE HAS HEELIES!

Pink glove cuffs!

his skateboard is inconsistent dont worry about it

Glasses Off:

The host's soul shows up in their left eyesocket

- The soul tends to look unstable (cracks & a sortve stroboscopic effect.. i couldn't think of a better word.) but not in some cases...

It doesn't have to be a white upside-down heart, that's just a reference to an undertale monster soul.

He has a purple substance full of little RADs that emanate from his eyesockets (when his sunglasses are off)

"The soul in Fresh's eyes CAN be cracked. That soul isn't his. it belongs to his host. And.... after a while.... things go bad for the host, and he needs a new one." -CQ

(example of soul with unstable effect with no cracks) (example of soul with cracks but lacking the effect)

The purple aura(?) can glow and emanate from the eyes when his glasses are on too

i miss this one design specifically. the colors and the SK8 OR B SK8 shirt were peak

I miss the SWAG necklace...

Fresh leaves a rainbow cloud of smoke when he "poofs". Either teleporting him and his host body somewhere or leaving his host behind.

Human Designs:

Fresh can possess humans too.

They all look physically different because they're different people that he's possessing.

Fresh can possess pretty much any body, but I thought I'd show the varied examples of humans anyway

Don't forget the orange jacket flaps! or his hat propeller!

I dunno what's up with the multicolor tongue thing. I think it was extra parasites in the host's mouth? I feel like it was scrapped at some point... but I could be wrong

FURBIES!:

Oh yeah, he also does this: (no image for the bat tho)

"I mean when he fights he pulls Furbies out of his magical fanny pack. takes out a wiffle bat. and hits the furby at his enemies.

And then the furby explodes in a blaze of glory." -CQ

Despite using some furbies as explosives, he seems to 'care' about and treat these two like precious babies:

This one is potentially named McFreshby The Fresh Furbrah (Fresh is mentioned to have one named that, and this is the only other furby he's been depicted with)

It can also do THIS: (roll its eyes back into a spookier look)

This is DJ FurBs. that's all i know about him

The REAL Parasite:

Fresh is actually this little parasite controlling a host body. (if you didn't know that why are you reading this post rn!?! but nah I love new Fresh fans, welcome!)

The main parasite is this purple one with the eyemouth and four(?) tendrils, the other colored tentacles are prrrobably Fresh's offspring (freshmageddon moment?) (I'm not actually sure, I'm just pretty sure they're not part of the main parasite but are parasite tentacles)

You can also see Fresh's five or more purple tendrils here stretching out all over his host's body

All art from CrayonQueen/@loverofpiggies

Reference guide made by PurrpleParrasite/@purrpletiger

pls suggest changes or additions if u have ideas!

That's all!

#fresh #fresh lucidia #fresh parasite #underfresh #fresh sans #sanzy fresh #true!fresh #eyestrain #bright colors #parasites #furby #dude why do people want to have sex with a 90s parasite #WHAT IS THAT LAST TAG WHY DID IT GET SUGGESTED HAHAHAHAHA #I JUST TYPED 90S LMAOOO WHAAT #DID I TYPE THAT ONCE A WHILE AGO AND FORGET BUT TUMBLR REMEMBERED??? #90s aesthetic #luv this character sm #undertale au #utmv #underverse #fresh is really cool in underverse 0.7 #someone send the RADs and heelies and glove cuffs parts to Jakei #or dont lmao shes a busy woman

[sturnwritess]

Things always end.

[ my first angst 🤨 ] M.S

summary: reader goes to a party and shortly leaves after seeing matt all up on another girl.

warnings: Hard angst, toxic matt, slight mention of alcohol,mentions of drugs, not a happy ending,swearing and cheating.

LEMME KNOW IF U WANT A PT 2.

WC:

pink text: you, purple text: nick, orange text chris

(matt doesnt text in the group chat. since he's tuff)

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The flashing lights and blasting music and the smell of weed flowing through the house made me nauseous.

Chris and Nick texted me to come to the party in the first place.

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hey you coming to the party?

i might be, whos all gonna be there?

just a bunch of random influencers and also matt, me and chris are gonna be there too.

ok i will be there, cant wait to see you guys 😚

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You put on your slim black dress, knowing its matt's favorite dress. You put on your black heels and your red purse. You ordered a uber, and you scrolled through your phone and saw matt, nick and chris already at the party.

You arrive at the house and walk up the drive way, you enter the house and already the smell of weed and the sweaty bodies going straight to your head.

You run straight to the kitchen to find some alcohol, you took a shot of vodka, then another and then one more just for the fuck of it. You leave the kitchen and walk into the living room trying to scan familiar eyes, no luck.

You walk upstairs to see the other living room, you see all three familiar faces but one catches your eye. Seeing that tall,pretty,blonde and green eyed girl on his lap. His face drops when he see's your face drop, he gets the girl off his lap but he's to late. Your already down the damn stairs.

You run down stairs tears falling out of your eyes, fidgeting with your phone trying to call your friend to pick you up. Matt's right behind you trying to get your attention,"y/n! y/n!" no reply from you, your just trying to get out of that damn house.

You feel the alcohol starting to kick in,fuck.You think to yourself. Your hands finally grab the door handle and slam the door in matts face, everyone's attention lands on matt. He doesnt care about everyone else, he tries to get out the door. But that familiar blonde girl taps on his shoulder "matty, what was all that about?" she says. "Nothing, dont worry about it grace." he says in a harsh tone.

He runs back up the stairs telling Chris and Nick that they need to go.

As you walked out that door, your bestfriend nicole was there to pick you up. "hey babes, are you ok?" she asked in a gentle tone. You didnt answer and just nodded, your nose was red, your eyes were red with runny mascara running down. She could tell you were not okay, but she didnt want to bother you now.

2 weeks later..

19 missed calls from chris, 6 missed calls from nick and 2 texts from matt.

You didnt even bother checking your phone. You hadn't even ate in 5 days, hadn't took a shower in 2 weeks.

You just curled up into a ball in your bed in the hoodie that Matt gave you on your first date. Nicole had knocked on your door, asking to come in. You didn't answer so she took that as a no and left you alone.

While you were depressed Matt just partied and hid his feelings, Chris and Nick knew what was up but didn't dare to ask.

You finally had gotten the courage to check your phone and instantly went through Matt's instagram. Just to find,Her.Her.Her.Her.Her. She was in every photo she was even tagged. You clicked on her tag just to scroll to see her perfect body, thats all she posted.

After a hour you were done,you threw your phone and just cried into your pillow.

Matt had cried and sobbed, just never so anyone could see it. He always tried to text you and call you, he just never could hit the damn button.

You knew posting Gracie on your story would torment y/n and you always tried not to press that damn button. But you always did, Gracie wasn't the one you wanted. You wanted y/n and you fucked up that night. You were drunk and Gracie was there, you knew your brothers weren't gonna interfere but you damn well wish they would've.

You had issues and she had issues, you two loved each other to the point it hurt. You wished you could've prevented what happened that night, you had wished it never happened.

I always came to Nick always trying to get his opinion and screaming into his face for not stopping me from all of this. At the end of the night I would curl into his arms and bawling wishing he were y/n.

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SO WHAT DO YALL THINK?

@christinarowie332 @strawberrysturniolo @mattitties @nicksnosering @chrisenthusiast @mattsgirlie @mattsnymphette @chrissolosa @chriscumsworld @sturncrazy @sturniolopowers @sturnioloskies @sturnisposts @mattsturnioloarchive @chrissturniolosbitch @mattsturniolosworld @chrissturniolosbf

Lemme know if you guys want a happy ending in part 2

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo x you #angst #smut #matt sturniolo smut #sad ending

[sunwarmed-ash]

Thank you guys 🖤

for taking care of me yesterday, I really am feeling so much better. I've been SINGING all day. I dont remember the last time I feel good enough to sing loudly in my house.

As a treat I'm gonna give you an exclusive, tumblr only, sneak peak to the Eden club sequel 💙 (the title card is a spoiler so if you HAVENT read the eden club yet, be warned, below is spoiler territory)

Title Card WIP

Brothers-First Chapter WIP:

Em & Andrea's

“What the hell just happened?” Hank asks, appearing suddenly Gavin’s flank. Which is fair, Connor’s sudden mass exodus wasn’t exactly subtle. 

“I dont know, he was freaking out and then he ran inside!” Gavin explains, still trying to understand himself.  

“Well, we gotta go check on him!” Hank insists, huge stride already half through the doorway. 

“Just, give him a sec Hank,” Gavin insists, stopping his boyfriend by his arm. 

“What?” 

“You shoulda seen him... He looked… phcking terrified. Somethin’ spooked him.” 

“All the more reason!” Hank huffs, anxiety masking as fury. Gavin doesn't take it personally. He’s just as worried as Hank is. 

But as it turns out, they didn't need to go anywhere. Connor was coming to them, a furious determination on his face. 

“Con, baby?” Hank asks, but Connor’s eyes don’t move from their gaze ahead. In fact other than his feet, nothing else about him changes. He's a walking, stoic statue. 

Connor makes no indication he’s heard Hank’s call and walks out of the party.  and away from his two shouting and concerned partners. 

The Eden Club

The since reattached door to Kamski’s office slams open with the full force of Connor’s anger. 

The human inside doesnt flinch. Instead he stands almost expectantly in front of his desk, arms linked behind his back.  

“Hello Connor.”

“You planned this, all of this. From the start!” 

“Well,” Kamski smirks, “Certainly took you long enough.”

Connor scoffs reflexively, shaking his head. 

“You’ve been using me,” Connor spits, and it’s not a question. “It wasn't Emily who texted me it was you.”

His creator's grin only grows. 

“Yes.” 

“WHY!?” 

“Oh come now Connor, I designed you smarter than this. I practically hand fed you all the clues.” 

Connor doesn't want to admit it, but he knows the answer. Probably knew it the whole time, just didn't want to accept the possibility it could be true. 

“...Gavin.”

“Obviously.”

Connor’s furious enough he’s moments from snapping the shorter man’s neck. If he was sure he could get away with it, he would. 

“But why me? You could have used any of your other androids!” 

Elijah looks at him like he just said Thirium was purple. He gives the android another moment to correct his statement before exhaling a little irritably, 

“Gavin isn’t in love with any of my other androids.”

That snaps Connor’s smart mouth closed. For a few reasons. 

“H-How much have you seen?” Connor asks. 

The smarmy grin that comes over Elijah's face has Connor’s artificial guts squirming. 

“Everything.”

#the eden club #detroit become human #connor rk800 #gavin reed #elijah kamski #hank anderson #hank x connor x gavin #hankconvin #cop sandwich #hankvin800 #find me on ao3 #sunwarmed ash #links in pinned

[andkisses]

♡ them as speak now (tv) | enha ♡

ot7!enha headcanon: inspired by songs off of speak now (taylor's version)

♡ ot7 x gn!reader | wc. 1.6k ♡ genres/tropes: fluff! some make outs i dont make the rules 🤷🏻‍♀️ ♡ mentions of/warnings: none lmk if i missed anything ♡ a/n: little something for every member <3 jungwon’s first and the rest below the cut ^^ the header is so pretty purple on top fr i meant to do this when the album released by it never happened lol enjoy !! also lowercase intended <;33 ♡ masterlist ♡

✧･ﾟ: * jungwon - long live

it’s loud when you grab his hand, the whole room cheering. for what, jungwon has forgotten the moment he felt your fingers against his. he can barely hear you as he reads your lips: “remember this moment.” and suddenly there’s a crown on his head and on yours and then–that force he can’t ever ignore, not with you. the red string of fate tied between the two of you that pulls you together, his hand to your cheek and your lips against his. there’s no more cheering, just the sound of jungwon’s heartbeat and his thoughts. he wonders if you feel the same, if your heart feels so full it might just pop with petals and confetti everywhere, just like his. and when he opens his eyes, jungwon wipes away your happy tears as you laugh into his arms. homecoming royalty–who would have thought? he remembers when he was too shy to talk to you, now he’s ready to stand by your side for as long as possible. jungwon leans in to kiss you again, his mind clear and happy as the camera flash pops and he feels your smile against his lips, and he knows. “promise me,” he whispers against your skin. “always remember?” your arms wrap around his torso, and jungwon wraps his around your shoulders. your always, he decides, is his new favorite sound.

✧･ﾟ: * heeseung - i can see you

messy, he knows, but not sloppy. you two shouldn’t see each other, or so they say. campus rivals gunning for the same position in clubs, the same achievements and awards and accolades. they should hate each other, is what you hear. but heeseung knows he could never, ever hate you. not even if he tried. he can’t even hate how the two of you have to act like spies, covert and not getting caught, because he likes keeping you secret. it’s selfish, really, but he can’t help it. your touch makes him dizzy, even the slightest brush of your hand against his passing in the hall sends his mind into overdrive. the things he sees in his head, what he imagines when he sees you waiting down the hall for him, drives him as he kisses you against the wall with fever. his hands at your waist, yours in his hair. heeseung knows this can’t last forever, so he’s counting the days until you can be his all the time, not just in small stolen moments. when the competition won’t matter, when what’s done is done and he can hold your hand walking to class and give you kisses goodbye. when you can slip into his dorm or he into yours, and neither of you have to worry about being seen. when there’s no more notes, because you’re finally in sync with one another. that’s what heeseung is waiting for, working for.

✧･ﾟ: * jay - ours

it’s how, no matter how busy, the two of you always find time for each other. jay isn’t sure when you slipped the note into his lunch, but he’s happy you did. seeing your handwriting and a little smiley face and heart lifts his spirits. especially when people around him are always asking questions and throwing metaphorical rocks: “aren’t you a little too young to know what love is?” but jay does know. it’s how your hand always finds his if you’re standing beside each other. how you’ll talk to each other, debriefing each other about your days, tucked beneath the covers, nose to nose. how, when you can’t sleep, he knows to rub your back in soothing patterns. he shares riddles with you, his notes in your lunch, and patiently waits for you to text him guesses. it’s how, after a long day, you find yourselves draped over each other in a corner of the couch, savoring each other’s breathing and relishing the okay silence. he doesn’t have to talk to you, or you to him. holding each other at the end of the day, you’ve both discovered, is more than enough to recharge. with you in his lap, your head tucked against his chest and beneath his chin, jay can’t imagine anything better. this love, he decides, shines, and it's yours forever.

✧･ﾟ: * jake - enchanted

you came to him like a light, jake remembers. some dumb college party feeling lonely because he knew no one, and everyone only talked to him in passing. then–you. a light at the far end of the room, something he was drawn to. when your eyes met, the spark of recognition filled jake–but he wasn’t sure if he’d ever met you before. then, jostled together by the crowd, he caught you before you fell, hands careful around your arms before letting go. and he remembers wondering if you felt the feeling as well. and no one warned jake about how you would be all he thought about–how his eyes would search for you everywhere, all over campus and elsewhere, because why wouldn’t he? left so wonderstruck he’s surprised he can get anything done. but then–that chance encounter in the stairwell, seeing you again, and jake swore to himself he wouldn’t let you go so easily this time. his first page, his chapter one, begins with will you go out with me? it’s followed by a coy smile and an i will. and now here, months later, as the sunlight streams in through the curtains on this early lazy morning. jake is careful not to move, you’re still asleep. the sunlight, he decides, reminds him of you. a light, full of wonderstruck. he plants a gentle kiss to the crown of your head, and smiles when the hand on his chest holds on that much tighter.

✧･ﾟ: * sunghoon - sparks fly

pouring rain as silence falls over the two of you, and sunghoon waits with bated breath trying to determine what you’ll do next. he didn’t mean to confess like this, soaking wet and just out of arm’s reach at the end of an argument. he had been acting “weird” because he didn’t want to ruin this friendship you had–one that had gone on for so long, but then he said it. i’m so in love with you, and i have been. it feels like slow motion as he watches the raindrops hit your cheeks and you step close to him. sunghoon can’t help it, he laughs, one short hah with a smile on his face because, somehow, you’re still here. he shivers when your hands come up to comb his hair out of the way, and his hands come up to rest securely at your hips. lightning strikes somewhere else, a rumble of thunder coming your way. the harsh yellow street light illuminates your spot in the dark. your hands go around his neck, and now there’s barely a space between you.  “you’re captivating,” you whisper, before closing the gap and pressing your lips to his. you’re sweet and everything sunghoon wished for, pulling apart with a gasp to laugh again, his joy uncontained, he pulls you close, and revels in how you nuzzle into his chest. he’ll miss your touch when you aren’t with him, but he knows you’ll feel the same. and that’s captivating.

✧･ﾟ: * sunoo - when emma falls in love

there have been other’s before you, of course. some came and went, and some stayed longer than others. now: you. the guards he built up at first would never have allowed it, letting you in like this after everyone else. but even when sunoo was unusually cold, you stayed. bit by bit, sunoo felt it. love, the ooey gooey kind that sticks to everything and changes how you see things, even color. because it isn’t just a color anymore. it’s your favorite. or the one you look best in. or the one that matches your eyes. sunoo falls, and he knows others can see it, like how stars shine in the night. and before he confesses, and after a few dates, sunoo locks himself in, paces imaginary ruts into the floor. he tries to talk himself out of it, but his heart talks him back in. he used to always look for the rain, but with you? he finds out his heart fits in the palm of your hand, and as sunoo stares up at you, his head in your lap and your fingers combing through his hair, sunoo is okay to let you keep it. something tells sunoo, this is it. his shelter, his love. and he’s oh so okay with it. he pours out his love, words after words, actions after action, kisses after kisses. yes, there have been ones before you, but sunoo will be damned before letting anyone else come after.

✧･ﾟ: * niki - mine

people tell him all the time he should “keep his options open.” but niki knew the moment you walked into the diner he worked at, you were the one. how could you not be? now, here you were, your first official date–one that didn’t include you coming around to see him at the diner. there’s too many feelings running through his body–fear and excitement and nervousness and–god, you’re just right there. inches from him. what should he do? the lakewater laps against the shore down far in front of you two. then it happens. niki turns to ask you something, and he’s forgotten now because you’ve done the same thing and somehow between you leaning and him ducking down–a kiss. your first kiss with each other. you stare at each other, lips askew and kissing each other’s corners. but then, like magic, you close your eyes and break apart just enough to kiss again, for real this time, and now niki’s emotions feel like they’re times ten. after who knows how long–not niki, he could stay here forever–you pull away again. his eyes flutter open, and he savors the redness of your cheeks, knowing his must be just the same. he reaches out to lace his fingers between yours. “be mine?” he asks, and you laugh, a joyous sound niki promises to keep around. you kiss him again. “of course, if you’ll be mine?”

#kdiarynet #kwritersworld #kflixnet #k-labels #enhypen fluff #enhypen headcanons #enhypen scenarioes #enhypen imagines #heeseung fluff #heeseung headcanons #heeseung scenarioes #heeseung imagines #jungwon fluff #jungwon headcanons #jungwon scenarioes #jungwon imagines #jake fluff #jake headcanons #jake scenarioes #jake imagines #sunghoon fluff #sunghoon headcanons #sunghoon scenarioes #sunghoon imagines #jay fluff #jay headcanons #jay scenarioes #jay imagines #sunoo fluff #sunoo headcanons

[yourtouchismidas]

How is Taylor with the other girls (Shay valentine and the twins)

so gigi and taylor are already friends, as gigi likes to think. obviously they dont see each other often as taylor is a busy woman, and so is your family, but gigi likes to watch her music videos and award shows and then matty will text taylor telling her gigi loved the new video, or saying congratulations, and taylor will reply. aw thank you sweet girl or ugh what an angel. but it is a while before taylor and gigi meet again, properly, when all the girls are born and old enough to come along to things. the band are nominated for a brit and taylor is performing, and for the first time, all five healy girls will be in the audience.

it might be a stupid fucking idea. the twins are three years old, which is younger than when gigi first attended awards, and there is two of them, but the whole band are there, and their partners, and when matty first floated the idea of bringing all the girls, and you scoffed in his face, the boys convinced you that they would be there to help, that they wouldnt drink until the girls were tucked up in bed, that they could play man to man with the twins, who were always better behaved for george, ross and adam than they were for their own parents. so you all end up round a few tables, each girl with glitter in their hair, nails painted, sparkling dresses. gigi wears dark purple, almost black, shay is in yellow with her hair in an updo curling around her face, valley wears dusty pink, silk, and the twins are dressed in the cutest pale blue dresses covered in daisies. you haul them all down the red carpet, hands holding hands holding hands, matty being stopped by interviewers who coo at whatever twin he is holding (you don't know, you just know they are both still with one of you) and you glance back and around at your girls and the crowds thinking how the hell is this my life.

the girls are spectacularly well behaved. the older three entranced by the stage and the outfits and the music, each with headphones that match their dresses. lexie plays quietly on george's lap, him wiggling her arms to dance to the songs. stevie, who were most worried about, is passed out on matty's shoulder almost the whole time.

when taylor comes out to perform, the older girls scream. taylor catches sight of gigi and waves to her, and then her eyes dance through all the girls who she has only seen on instagram before, singing the lyrics as if just to them. so cute she mouthes at you and matty before jumping right back into the next verse.

the band don't win, which you're secretly thankful for, because you dont know what you'd have done with all the girls had the boys had to go up on stage. matty has won many awards and you know he doesn't mind, especially because the winner is a newcomer who he's helped mentor.

after the awards have finished, taylor comes out into the audience, in something less swishy and dramatic than what she was wearing for her performance. she comes over to the band's table, scanning the girls again and grinning, before pulling matty into a hug.

"you've got a little army of them. i love it. i love it!" she says, as gigi sidles up to her, still shy of "princess taylor", even though in the comfort of her own house she calls her "my best friend."

"hello gorgeous girl," taylor says, and scoops gigi into her arms where she wraps her legs around her waist and rests her head on her shoulder. matty strokes gigi's curls from behind.

"why you acting shy, gi?" he says to her and she mumbles, "stop it matty," into taylor's shoulder.

shay barrels into taylor's legs as soon as she puts gigi down and squeezes her, making taylor laugh.

"oh why are you so precious, come here, let me look at you," she says, and scoops shay up too.

"this is my dreamer," matty says, "and this is my genius," he says, pulling valley out of the crowd and setting her in front of taylor. valley waves to her casually, unaffected by celebrity.

"this is valentine, right?" taylor asks. matty nods. "that's a beautiful name," she says to the girl. "maybe i should write a song about you?"

"no me! me!" shay says.

"about both of you. all of you!"

"how do you do that thing where you disappear in the smoke?" valley asks.

"magic!" shay says, looking to taylor expectantly to confirm her theory.

"obviously magic," taylor says, laughing, and then winking at valley. later, when no one else can hear them, she explains to valley the mechanics of it, but before that, she twirls shay round a few times, dancing with her, and then with all three of the big girls. when she talks to the other boys, stevie, awake now, reaches out her arms to her to be held, and then so does lexie, so she ends up with both in her arms, twirling their fingers around in her hair.

a few days later, the doorbell rings. it's a delivery. five packages. five princess dresses. all different. all specially chosen. shay's has fairy wings. valley's has green vines creeping up the sleeves. gigi's has stars and moons in sparkles. the twins have poufy lace skirts. she has signed them all. love aunty taylor x

#ruins #ruins behind the scenes #matty healy #matty healy x reader #matty healy x you #matty healy x y/n #the 1975 fanfic #matty healy fanfiction #dad!matty #ruins au ???

[fairykazu]

hihi !! i love ur writing sm and congrats on 60 followrs!! could i request prompt 4 with al haitham please :)

(but if you dont write for al haitham then could you do it with scara instead)

tysm <3

HAPPY ENDING FT. SCARAMOUCHE prompt: #4 mutual but enjoyable silence notes: this is a gender-neutral reader and im so sorry for the late reply! thank you for enjoying my writing and i remember you for being one of my first followers. thank you for that <3 masterlist | 60 follower special

a few years ago, you had a boyfriend. but for some odd reason, you don’t remember him well, but his name was ???. he was kind for a fatui harbinger, known to bring chaos under his reign. never showing any weakness unless it came to you. until he disappeared during his mission in inazuma. the higher ups never told you why though. when you connected the dots, he was gone as if he didn’t exist. you tried to remember any memories of him, but they vanished in your mind. gone like dust. 

the day you visited sumeru, you bumped into someone. he felt so familiar and yet not. you looked at the man dressed in teals and blues. different from the lover you had who wore purple and reds. he looked frightened to see you as if you two had met before. maybe in a past life you thought. just before he turned away, you asked, 

“sir? have we met before?” he seemed to winced before replying, 

“perhaps you are hallucinating, we have never met.” 

though his words did sting your heart, you knew his words had half lies. every part of your vacation you tried to befriend the purple haired man. it was as if he fit the hole your former lover had left and you just needed to know him better. hoping you two would connect, you came across a small girl with white hair and she seemed to be analyzing you. 

“oh! you’re the one that wanderer is worried about.” she said out of the blue. snapping you from a trance. oh so wanderer is his name. what a peculiar name yet fitting for him.  

“wanderer? may i ask why he’s so frightened of me if we have never met?” you asked and the little girl let out a huff. you took it as a laugh. though young, she seemed to be wiser than uou think. 

as if she read your mind, she replied, “yes, i am wiser than you think. but the question for wanderer is something i cannot answer. you have to ask him yourself.”  of course, you cannot ask a stranger for someone’s behavior; you must go to the problem yourself. 

“thank you, ma’am–” 

“you can call me nahida.” she interrupted as a plant wrapped around her hands. you assume it was because she was nervous. but it didnt cross your mind to ask her name and it was impolite of you. 

“oh! thank you, nahida. can i ask where i would  find wanderer?” you asked your final question since you weren’t at all close to him. 

“by the library under the tree roots…”

“thank you so much!” she smiled back as a response which you took as a “your welcome” 

it took a lot of walking but you finally reached the library under the tree with a sign labeled “do not disturb”. but to reach your answers and conclusions, you have to disturb wanderer. you knocked but no one answered. to your surprise the door was unlocked. it creaked open and revealed a small library with texts from all over tevyat. it was dimly lit by lamps scattered here and there. there was more rooms but your curiosity led you to the bookcases that seemed to reach further up in the library. 

there were sections labeled with the genres and where it was from. hell, you found one of your favorite series. it was about the moon and the ocean tides; no matter how far apart they were, they would always love each other. you smiled fondly at the series, brushing your fingers against the book spines. 

“what are you doing here?” a voice said, sternly. you have trespassed their property but this is where nahida told you to go. 

“i asked nahida where to find you. although we havent met before, you remind me of someone i loved– no, love.” 

he stepped into the light, his blue hat with golden accents covered his face. you cannot tell what his expression was but from his body language, you could tell he had held some guilt. he mumbled something but all you could hear was, “....archons…. auntie nahida.” once he looked at you, hat not obscuring your view of him. you were engulfed by the memories you had of your past lover. although the memories were blurry or hard to put together, you knew he had something to do with it. 

“wanderer–” 

“name.” he said, his lips quivering. an expression you never seen him express before. but you have never mentioned your own name to him either. maybe you have? you don’t remember. “i know you had forgotten but i’m sorry. i didnt think of you at the time; this was a selfish idea i did.” 

“wanderer, even though, i’m not sure what you’re talking about. it’s fine and i forgive you of any sin you may had committed. besides, it must have been an idea you wanted to do for yourself.” 

“how can you forgive me for anything despite not knowing what i have done?” 

“it doesn’t matter. you’ve changed or healed for a reason. if we did have a relationship in the past, it’s fine to leave it in the past. or we can–” 

“we can do what?” he asked. his head tilted to the side as for the ribbons on his hat go slideways. 

“we can be friends and maybe then our relationship could bloom into something more.”

as you had said, the friendship between you two has thrived into a relationship better than any you had before. you had gotten new books to add to the tree-library that wanderer shares with you. you opened the door with one hand while the other one was preoccupied with the bag of books. the library was the same as ever but more cozier and with little shelf decorations you made yourself. 

usually when you opened the door, wanderer was there to greet you. as if he was a dog waiting for his owner. you find that adoring about him. but he wasn’t there, curious you walked to the living room. 

the living room was a curved part of the big tree the library resided. a faux balcony with railings around it with a green couch with the most colorful throw pillows. there was your beloved boyfriend sitting on the couch with a frown imprinted on his face. 

“honey?” you said, his head perked up to your direction. he didn’t say anything back, in which, you understood. it was one of those days where too many noises overwhelmed wanderer. maybe someone bothered him to his limit or maybe the sound of crowds? it doesn’t matter though because you could always ask later. you dropped the bag on the floor and sat with wanderer. 

you looked at him and pat your lap, referring to how he could lay on you. no words were spoken only actions and movement with the eyes. he pointed to your hand then to his hair. 

oh? he wanted you to play with his hair. you complied with his request as you ran your fingers through his hair. you hummed a tune you heard from wanderer. he said it was from the aranaras who lived in the forest. 

even though, you have heard from the villagers that aranaras were tall tales to comfort children. you believed it was real because wanderer thought so. even if they weren’t real, it was a comfort to wanderer. though, he wouldn’t have admitted it himself, you could tell by his eyes when he tells you. 

he hummed with you but it grows more faint as he fell asleep. you kissed his forehead and said, “i love you.” 

when you weren’t looking, occupied with a book in hand. he smiled and mumbled back, “i love you too.”

#scaramouche x you #gi scaramouche #scaramouche smau #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x name #scaramouche #wanderer #wanderer x y/n #wanderer smau #wanderer x reader #wanderer x you #wanderer genshin #genshin wanderer #kunikuzushi #genshin scaramouche #gender neutral terms #gender neutral reader #reader #reader insert #scaramouche drabble #genshin impact x you #genshin impact fanfics #genshin angst #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact fanfiction #fanfic #scara #kunikuzushi x reader #genshin fluff

[dogboyklug]

UH-OH! a comic about being trans. by me. part one of probably three :]

i felt bad about being transmasc so i decided to just give up and write about it until i hopefully didnt. i feel a little better getting this all on digital paper but there's still. a lot to draw. so. oops

i'll be posting the next parts. whenever they're ready (which will hopefully be soon) and linking them all here, so whenever you want just check back with the base post and i'll prolly add some links and maybe clean things up. yay!

text transcript / partial ID under the cut!

transcript:

looking back, there were a few signs i might have been trans.

[a sequence of events showing little me flinching and going "ow" at being called his deadname, little me reading a book and going "haha im like a tomboy but i dont like sports or being active or anything im just. a boy. haha", and little me having an active breakdown, crying and holding his glasses, with partially obscured text in a dark cloud around him. the only text visible shows his thoughts, and shows he's worrying that he's sexist for mostly only liking and relating to boy characters.]

...some.

however.

there were also a few things i considered signs of me not being trans at all.

EXHIBIT A:

[a drawing of little me, looking at his 3ds. he's thinking "as long as i make sure that i always play as the 'main girl character' in these games i wont cry because im a girl because i wont be me as a girl i'll be Them. roleplaying. as them".]

no dysphoria.

[caps] EXHIBIT B: [end caps]

[a crude drawing of little me staring at nothing. he's thinking "i don't hate women. and i don't like being mean to other people."]

[caps] I WAS A FEMINIST. [end caps]

and not toxically masculine.

i knew about trans people, but i didn't know trans MEN existed.

[a drawing of little me, with the caption "clueless". he's staring slightly up, and saying "huh?!"]

my mom was nonbinary, with a few trans friends, but people [caps] WANTING??? TO BE MEN??? [end caps]

to be

gross,

disgusting,

hateful,

cruel,

oppressive,

men?

[the background slowly gets darker until it reaches the final word, and that word is a significantly bigger font than the rest of the words.]

for a while, primarily due to my lack of research

[drawing of little me, staring at his computer (which is labeled "deviantArt machine") and going 'huh'.]

i figured, if i WAS trans, I was probably a trans women.

but of course, that was silly

you can't be a trans woman if you're already afab.

and there's no other ways of being trans,

right?

[a crudely-drawn drawing of a deviantArt favorite's tab. none of the favorited pieces have any detail, though several are the same width and length as classic deviantArt stamps.]

hm.

hmmmmm...

[a crudely-drawn drawing of a representation of one of the favorited stamps. it's a massive, pink stamp with the text "SHE/HER!" in it in all caps and pink lettering. bottom text states it is a "she/her pronouns badge by ...", though the rest is cut off.]

HMMMM...

[a picture of a mouse hovering over the 'favorite/unfavorite' button. the star is filled in, indicating clicking it would unfavorite the piece.]

[two wordless panels, side-by-side, showing little me staring at his screen, hovering his cursor over the unfavorite button.]

[two more panels, showing that little me has unfavorited the she/her badge. the panel showing his face shows he is grinning wildly, his hair has poofed up in excitement, and his glasses are now blue-ish purple.]

OHO!!!!!!!!!!!!1

.................and that's

quite literally

how it happened.

before i knew how bad the entire site was, i would frequent dA. CONSTANTLY.

it was baby's very first "social media" webpt site.

[a drawing of a tiny, cartoonish kitten with a small turf of hair, staring at wonder up at a computer, one hand on the mousepad. it is labeled "dramatic reenactment of me making my d a account."]

i wasn't really SHELTERED as a kid, i just didnt know fuck for shit, and my baby anxiety made learning annoyingly hard.

so i turned to memes as a sort of wire mother as opposed to my real, cloth one.

jokes can be easier to understand than reality, sometimes.

(this isnt a good thing.)

so, i sort-of-came-out on deviantart, home of the wacky, wild and weird, where i learned he/him pronouns were an option, and a choice.

[a drawing of little me, with blue glasses, gazing up at the sky and smiling triumphantly.]

and some crazy trauma but that's for a different comic. if i make it.

[a drawing of little me being hit with a cartoonish star, which is meant to represent the trauma.]

sooo...

that's it, right?

[little me, with a cartoony bandage on his head, gently rubbing his wound.]

my mom was supportive & anyone who wasn't ...isn't in the picture now

that's the end

...right?.

end transcript.

#trans #trans man #transmasculine #ftm #comic #webcomic #klug's sketches #hoo boy this is rlly fucking personal so im a little scared BUT #im happy w it and that is what matters

[asterssunzephyr]

This part of the post is only about the characters, nothing more & nothing less, this is about c!Roseblings(c!illagerblings??)

So this part of the post only really applies if youve watched Gem or Fwhip s1 empires/afterlife because it will focus on their characters as twins and Pillager!Fwhip & Villager!Gem.

So first and foremost I want to start off with the fact of how vastly different Gem and Fwhip approached Villagers/Pillagers in season one.(this will be in red & purple for the respective colour combinations of Fwhip & Gem in the season) So, first of all, season one Gem didnt seem really interested in having any kind of Villagers at the Crystal Cliffs, however didnt reject the idea of Pillagers being students at the academy. She seemed to not care much about any of villagers at the crystal cliff and that could be due to the fact that Villagers dont use magic in canon minecraft lore or Gem's empires lore for season one. Pillagers, however, do have magic users, such as Evokers, Vindicators, and whatever else is there falling under the Illagers; Fwhip, on the contrary, spent almost all of his time with villagers and avoiding raids/villagers all he can with having to deal with a Demon and Sausage. He didnt try to be around Pillagers and was a bit (seemingly) concerned about how his sister was teaching Pillagers how to use magic with the academy. He seemed confused and worried about what she was doing but overall seemed unbothered with the overall idea about her teaching them as long as she was safe. He just didnt seem to care much about any of the Illagers types while also surrounding himself with villagers and making sure they were safe.

Now, moving onto their afterlife(first lives, Blue - Fwhip, Green - Gem)

Very different to their empires selves, Gem was surrounded by Villagers and Iron Golems. It got to the point she had to warn others that her golems will kill them. She tried to warm Fwhip and he didnt listen, she tried to warn so many people to the point of wanting to isolate people in fear for them and not herself. She wanted to protect herself and then changed gears into wanting to protect others from her. She worries about their safety rather than her own for a very long time(until Scott kills her..)

Fwhip doesnt seem to care about what others do in their lives, he focuses on being a good(no, great) Illusioner yet also doesnt try to embrace his origin until after Gem kicks him out of her villager(not realizing its for his safety and not her own). Only then does he care about embracing what he is, an illusioner. He starts jumping on crops, and genuinely not being the calm guy he previously was when he hadnt been to Gem's village. He begins not caring about villagers and even more, destroying their crops, and he potentially could have been a villain with Scott & Lauren(and at one point, with Shelby & Sausage).

It could count as rejection from his sister, someone he thought would accept him with open arms, even if he has been accepted by everyone else. He wanted to be accepted by her, like how he accepted her pillagers. He seems upset by how Gem has Iron Golems, and how he almost has nothing until he starts building up his pillager friends. He only starts fully pillaging places when Gem kicks him out of her villager because hes an illusioner(she doesnt even call him this). Hes been rejected by his twin sister, the family hes known forever.

(Yellow Text is about the siblings in s1, afterlife first lives & potentially my take of the characters as 'in character')

If you look at s1 and afterlife, one of them is always doing magic and the other isnt. Theres so many hcs that Fwhip ran away from his home village(Gems Village) in afterlife, and that Gem left for Crystal Cliffs Academy in s1. Gem leaves home to study magic and Fwhip accepts her; Fwhip leaves home to study magic and Gem rejects him.

Its not the same unconditional love he gave her, its the exact different. Its not fair, is it? Why isnt he loved like she was? He only becomes 'evil' when a golem hits him and Gem tells him to leave. He goes back to get that same golem and then hes immediately killed by one! In Gems village, nonetheless.

When we look at Gems pov, we see her being distraught that Fwhip is a pillager Illusioner, and that shes genuinely upset by it but not in a 'youre not my brother!' way, rather a 'You betrayed me, immediately after leaving me behind.' way. Shes a villager, would you be happy if your twin brother ran away from home and decided to become the one thing that is known to be the sworn enemy of Villagers? Lets also not forget when Fwhip(and later, Shulk) died in her village her panic was because people were getting hurt and dying due to her golems. She started to place warning signs everywhere she can because she doesnt want them to get hurt, to die. Then she gets kidnapped! TWICE! IN TWO EPISODES? In one episode, Oli kidnaps her and immediately after, Scott kills her. Fwhip becomes a little inchling when he dies, vastly different from being an -illager like Gem(also, both of them become something else than an -illager). He moved from the outpost he made, and Gem stayed in the village.

Gem wasnt ready to move on from the village, Fwhip was prepared to move on from it a long time ago. c!roseblings are twins, but theyre so different in how they surround them self in both s1 & their episode 1(1-3 for Fwhip)

I think this is the longest Ive talked about them in one go so far but it will happen again & probably be more talks about them. Roseblings supremacy.

Ive had this post waiting to be posted for months now. time to leave.

#Icarus talks #empires smp #afterlife smp #rosetwins #roseblings #got the twins on the brain again #afterlife roseblings #afterlife fwhip #alsmp #alsmp fwhip #alsmp geminitay #afterlife gem

[somewhat-adorkable]

Trigger warning for some graphic depictions of death:

The first dead body I saw belonged to my Grandpa Marcus.

He worked his whole life to provide for his family, only to be crushed by a cotton truck when he was in his sixties.

I was only four, standing next to his casket, I reached my hand out and froze. I understood this was not my grandpa, simply his body. Nothing more. But it felt wrong to touch, to search for life in something that was no longer living.

"It's okay," my mom whispered, squeezing my hand, "you can touch."

I did. Small fingers drifting over a cheek that felt like wax, not like warm human skin. When I touched his chest it crinkled from the filler they had to use to hide his gruesome ending. I shook my head at my mom and whispered, "that's not grandpa."

It was the first time I saw my dad cry.

Life went on.

The sixth time I looked at a dead body, I was thirteen, it was the body of my dad.

He looked swollen and purple, and the people around us kept saying how good he looked.

I knew they were lying.

He had violently choked to death on his own blood, while my mother screamed for the paramedics to hurry up and find our house.

They got lost on the way.

A five minute drive took them almost an hour.

He was long gone by the time they arrived.

I looked at his body, wondering how many people knew that when you're too tall for a casket, they cut your legs off so you'll fit.

I went back to school three days later.

Two girls in class had a discussion about how they would lose it if their father died, they didn't know if they could live without him.

Life went on.

Seven months later, during spring break, my grandmother died on the floor in front of me.

The neighbor, a paramedic, heard the call go out over the radio and kicked the door in to get to us.

To help me keep her alive.

I got asked hundreds of questions about medications, if she was slurring, if she could stand before she fell.

Her last coherent words were 'dont worry'.

I didn't ride in the ambulance with her.

She looked beautiful in her casket

Life went on.

When my mom's boyfriend lived with us, he owned a rollback service. He worked for the county, picking up wrecked and repossessed cars.

The night before Thanksgiving, we were called to a fatal crash. I rode with him.

The driver, a teenage boy, had been taken away by ambulance.

The girl's mangled body was pinned under the truck.

An officer handed me her phone and asked me to turn it off, the screen lighting up with calls and texts from her mom, wondering where she was.

The picture on the lock screen was my cousin Courtney.

The mangled mound of flesh they removed from under the truck was her.

The funeral was closed casket, I heard my aunt scream for God to take her too

Life went on

A couple years ago, the day before my birthday, we found my uncle dead.

He was supposed to come over but never showed, so we went a few doors down to his house.

The door was unlocked, and he was on the floor

Eyes open and unblinking

He had been hiding that his house was rotting, the dresser in his room having fallen through the floor and to the ground below

He never asked for help

Gave all his money to his daughter

We wouldn't let her into his house, didn't want her to see the conditions he has been living in.

I went to work after

Later that day a bullet came through the window of the house I had been cleaning.

I wondered if I would have gotten to see him again.

Life went on.

I called my god father to tell him I was making chicken wraps for dinner. He didn't answer.

Not uncommon, on Sundays he and a lot of his friends went out to eat for lunch, riding back roads on side by sides and gocarts to get to a little backwoods restaurant.

I figured he would call back when he could hear me.

Not long after I heard sirens.

Turns out, as they were leaving to come home, a woman had stopped her SUV on the other side of a blind curve.

When he and Antony, one of my brother's good friends, rounded that curve on their gocart going 55mph....

Well, gocarts are much smaller than SUVs.

One was decapitated, the other had his face and head crushed completely flat.

No one on scene could do anything to save them.

The woman sued their families for 'emotional damage'

I didn't make the church wraps.

Life went on

The day after my girlfriend moved in,

I was on the floor folding clothes, she was sitting on my bed, we were talking idly,

My mom walked in, and with certainty said: "your cousin was murdered."

"which one?" I asked

"Destiny."

My cousin was seventeen years old.

She and her boyfriend had been beaten and shot to death in a random act of violence.

She got her name because her mom never knew she was pregnant, not until she gave birth to a baby while in the shower, the day after selling all her old baby furniture

So she named the surprise baby Destiny

Then someone saw fit to make sure she never saw 18

Life went on

I took care of my neighbor for years.

Her daughter and law left the family because of the stress of the medical care.

I was just the neighbor kid that had been coming around my whole life, there was no reason for me to be the one doing hours of wound care,

Fingers up to my knuckles in the split skin in her legs, scraping off dead tissue.

The doctors at the hospital told me I was doing amazing.

One day when I was at work, she fell.

She died a week later in the hospital

Swollen, hardly recognizable, I thought maybe death was a mercy to her.

Her hand felt like ice in mine the last time I held it. I knew she would be sad her nails weren't painted pink.

I cried so hard at her funeral I threw up

My boss called to ask why I wasn't at work that day

Life went on

One afternoon, when I got home from work, my roommate in tow, my mom looked at us and said "I told my self I wasn't going to cry....."

She hugged me through tears and said, "we need hotdog buns."

I laughed a moment, asked what she was on about, she softly told me her bestfriend had died a little while earlier.

My god-mom had died the same way my dad died

Except this time the ambulance arrived in time

But it didn't make a difference

I didn't go to her funeral

Life went on

When my neighbors house burner, I had the flu.

But I ran outside anyway

In my pajamas, no shoes on

I ran through the burning grass to get to my uncle because he was screaming for help

He didn't have a phone, I called 911

Together, we got her out of the house

I couldn't see anything inside, the air thick with black, acidic smoke that burned my lungs and eyes

Her skin, fragile with age and heat, split under our hands

In the yard, I felt her rips snap under my hands as I attempted CPR, her lips a sickening mixture of cold and warm as I struggled to force air into her lungs.....

there was no soot in her mouth or throat

She died before the fire started

I repeatedly pressed my ear to her chest to try and hear something over my own roaring heartbeat and my uncle's devastated screams for me to please save her

I held her bloody arm to my chest and told her 'its going to be okay, I can hear the sirens, Ms.Myrtle. they're coming.'

I knew she couldn't hear me.

I sat on the ground with my uncle for over an hour, we clung to each other like a lifeline as firemen and cops whorled around us

His granddaughter panicked when she got home and ran to us, seeing the blood on our arms and clothes, I whispered "it's not ours, we're okay."

When the firemen found her cat, I took her straight to the vet.

In the silence of the exam room, I looked down at my arms and clothes, smeared with blood, soot, and now cat hair

I started shaking violently

One of the vet techs hugged me until I could breathe again

And somehow

Life went on

#death tw #theres no real point here #and probably 500 typos #straight up skipped my brother's death because thats a whole bag of worms #and that i had a boyfriend die on Valentine's day

[carelessflower]

PART 6

(Im defo need to rewrite this and post in ao3 with a lot more detail and im writing this with no beta at 4 am with no sleep)

Magnus stood outside holding the duffel bag. He was frozen. Couldn't move. He wanted to run away from the problem.

He texted Raphael to meet him outside the Lightwood Manor.

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"Have you seen Magnus?" Alec asked, its almost half 8, and dinner is getting ready. He looked at his phone and still no reply.

"He looked down earlier." Clary told him, which was not comforting. He took out his phone and ramg him again.

"Hiya its Magnus, Im probably avoiding you, so dont leave a voice message. Unless its Alec, then go right ahead."

"Magnus where are you? Im worried, just call me when you get this." Alec sat on the steps, waiting by the door.

A few minutes past by and the door opened, Magnus standing there, his jacket zipped up.

"Magnus!" Alec pulled him in for a hug.

"Sorry traffic was terriable." Magnus whispered, as he hugged Alec back.

"Im gonna go upstairs and get changed, and it looks like someone needs you." He said, as Tavvy was pulling at Alec's leg.

"Can you play with me. Max is to small and everyone here is no fun." Tavvy pouted, as Magnus walkes upstairs, Johnathan watched, as he followed him up, as Tavvy led Alec to the lounge.

Magnus opened his bedroom door, and unzipped his jacket, he still had a headache, but the neausa and dizziness has passed.

He looked at the faint bruises on his neck. Tracing his finger along the bruise. He went to the closet and grabbed a purple turtleneck and put it on, a knock on the door made him jump.

"Sorry didnt mean to scare you."

Magnus just shot Johnathan a glare, as he straighned his turtleneck and looked at the closet mirror.

No visible brusing.

"What now Johnathan?" He said, as he folded his shirt.

"Where's the duffel bag?"

"My appartment. God whats with the questions."

"Im sorry. I shouldnt have followed you, but you should have told me you were seeing your dad again."

"And what were you going to do? Arrest him? You made things worse you know that!" He wasnt angry at Johnathan, he was angry at himself. He was angry at the cops who were making the case against his dad.

"I know and im sorry, but I was looking out for you. If you dont want to tell me what you and your dad did. Thats fine, but please tell Alec the truth, he should know."

"I told him some parts..He just doesnt need to know yet." Magnus walked past Johnathan and headed downstairs.

Magnus headed to the lounge to see Alec reading Tavvy a book.

"Tavvy come on we are heading home." Mark called out, as Tavvy groaned

"Go and grab your coat Tavvy." Alec tickled him, which made Tavvu laugh and run out of the lounge.

"Are you alright?" Alec said, as Magnus sat beside him.

"Ive been worse." He lied.

"How about tomorrow we go to a nice restaurant just the two of us." Alec said,

"That would be nice." Magnus smiled, resting his head against Alec's.

"Dinner is ready." Maryse called, as the doorbell went.

"Ill get it." Shouted Isabelle.

Max crawled into the lounge, as Alec picked him up.

"Mom fed him so I can put him to bed." Jace announced.

"Do you want to go to uncle Jace." Alec cooed, as Max giggled.

"Take him to bed, put his dino toy in his cot." Alec said handing him over to Jace.

Isabelle came in, followed by an older male.

"Hodge its been a while." Alec smiled, hugging the older man. He hasnt seen Hodge since he was seventeen.

"You gotten taller Alexander. And you must be Magnus Bane." He smiled at Magnus, who smiled back.

"Im going to be staying here fot a bit..so i need to speak to Maryse." Hodge said walking to the kitchen to see Jocelynn ans Maryse talking

Sebastian and Simon were talking about D&D, and Clary and Jace came downstairs, talking about her new job at a small animation studio.

Johnathan pulled Magnus aside.

"Hodge was one of the bosses that was working on your dad's case." Johnathan whispered.

"I thought you werent supposed to tell?"

"Im being a friend here. Take that info, because I find it odd that he turns up after your father." Johnathan whispered, as he went to the kitchen.

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(Short but part 7 date night)

uh oh 😦

#ask #talent anon #malec gonna get their happy ending right #right???

[idkijustreallylikelifestealxd]

purple duo incorrect quotes cuz i have nothing better to do in class

Subz: Where are you going? Vitalasy: To get ice cream or commit a felony, I’ll decide on the way there

Subz: Please, I'm begging you go to a doctor. Vitalasy: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.

Subz: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail Vitalasy: No it’s my fault, I shouldn’t’ve used my one phone call to prank call ClownPierce

Subz: You're right. Vitalasy: That's… That's an unusual phrase for you. Did you just learn it?

Vitalasy: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl. Subz: Okay. Vitalasy: And make out during the scary parts. Subz: Th- Subz: The scary parts. Subz: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

Subz: God, give me patience. Vitalasy: I think you mean 'give me strength'. Subz: If God gave me strength, you'd be dead.

Vitalasy: How petty can you get? Subz: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

Subz: Don’t worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve. Vitalasy: I think you mean cards. Subz, pulling knives out of his sleeves: No, I do not

Subz: And if you have any suggestions feel free to put them in the suggestion box. Vitalasy: But – that’s just a trash can. Subz: It sure is!

Subz: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works. Vitalasy, drinking toast: Why do you say that?

Vitalasy: Welcome, fellow idiots Subz: Hello, Vitalasy Vitalasy: No, no, not you, you're not an idiot Subz: You underestimate me

Subz: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE Vitalasy: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially Subz, desperately, as Vitalasy bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE Vitalasy: Oh! B positive. Subz: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Subz: Kicks the door down looking panicked Vitalasy: What did you do? Subz: Nobody died. Vitalasy: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

Subz: Vitalasy and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's- Vitalasy: Sentences. Subz: Don't interrupt me.

Subz: holding a bottle Is this whiskey or perfume? Vitalasy: chugs entire bottle Vitalasy: It’s perfume.

Vitalasy: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside Subz: Subz: Vitalasy, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn… Vitalasy: Sips coffee from bowl

Subz: Can you please be serious for five minutes? Vitalasy: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

Subz: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are. Vitalasy: It’s not a joke. Vitalasy: I’m a legit snack.

Subz: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Vitalasy's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get him out…

Subz: It’s dark in here Vitalasy: Don’t worry dude I got this Vitalasy: Stomps his feet Vitalasy: Skechers light up

Subz: Vitalasy… Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor? Vitalasy: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned. Subz: Subz: I wrote sanitize, Vitalasy.

Vitalasy: Look. I may not be a saint, but it's not like I’ve killed anybody. I’m not an arsonist. I’ve never found a wallet outside of an IHOP and thought about returning it but saw the owner lived out of state so just took the cash and dropped the wallet back on the ground. Subz: Okay, that's really specific, and that makes me think that you definitely did do that.

Subz: Stubs his toe FUCK! Vitalasy: Mind your language! Subz: What else am I supposed to say, “Woe is I”??? Vitalasy: Subz: You have to accept that swear words are necessary sometimes.

Vitalasy: A theif. Subz: Thief? Vitalasy: Theif. Subz: I before E, except after C. Vitalasy: Thceif. Subz: No.

Subz: Vitalasy was banned from the chicken shack, so we had to go out of town to get some. Vitalasy: Well, they shouldn’t say “all you can eat” if they don’t mean it. Subz: Vitalasy, you ate a chair.

#purple duo #lifesteal smp #minecraft #vitalasubz #subtalasy #incorrect quotes #lifestealblr

[panda-of-the-trash]

knock knock i bring food. in the form of the purple boys, with a hint of angst (dont worry, nights fine(using the gif as like. a break for the text). love you /p ~ angel

“This is a terrible idea,” “By which you mean, ‘wow Lust, this is a great idea, and I love you’, right?”Lust crosses his arms with a pout. “No. Absolutely not.”Is the reply, but it falls on deaf ears as Lust goes back to doing the god’s makeup. Nightmare doesn’t actually know how he got here, how he ended up with Horror’s boyfriend doing his makeup. Lust isn’t bad at it, he’s seen what this guy pulls off, but that doesn’t mean he’d ever understand how he’d let this happen. Still, he’s not complaining. Not too much, anyways. “Huh.”Lust hums, after a while. “I didn’t know this about you.” “Know what about me?”He asks, because goddamn Lust is not good at elaboration unless prompted. “You suit purple. It’s, like, the perfect colour for you.” “Oh.”Is all he can reply with. He didn’t really want to hear that. It’s a stupid thing to be bothered by, but it gets to him all the same. He wishes it didn’t bother him. He still kinda likes the colour, but it’s attached to Dream in his mind. “I’ll be back in a sec. You wait right here.”Lust slides off of the bed, wandering out of the bedroom. Nightmare doesn’t try to respond. He doesn’t know what he’d say anyways. So he sits and he waits. His mind is turning those words around in his head like the world's worst washing machine, repeating it over and over. He suits purple…even still, even like this. Night’s avoided that colour like it carries every single disease in the world. He hasn’t worn it since before the incident, and hasn’t had anything to do with it in any other capacity for just as long.

I AM GETTING FUCKING FED TODAY OMG

This actually made me tear up a lil? Like Night my baby, don´t be sad you look hot

Your writing as always is scrumpt-del-icious LIKE SHIT I LOVE THEM?? I would deck someone in the face for their friendship 100%

I love them

So much

#anya babbles #loaf #READ THIS EVERYONE #It is so good #their friendship is next level I SWEAR

[blorbologist]

oh we really in it now fam

 ahaha

ajahahahahaha

almost time for the main event

Ashley’s little tiny face and you can still see the distress ;;; man it must have sucked to not be there. at least she gets a tissue monopoly if she so wishes

FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK

Vax had wanted to be that light too!! He had wanted, he planned, he had Sarenrae’s symbol stitched into his glove, he was going to follow in her path and then he had to give up that light for his sister, he literally had to turn away form the light because the Raven Queen’s magic is all purples and shadows and the iridescence of a raven’s wings! HE ALMOST WAS THAT LIGHT TOO, IF NOT FOR THIS PATH HE WOULD SHINE WITH HER

oh no

oh no

i.

i dont. I don’t usually cry for media. maybe a lil teary-eyed. wailing. gasping. the sorts.

full on fucking sobbed ‘noooo fuck’, tears startin to really come down hard. had to try and text my brother I love him through the tears. he doesn’t Want spoilers on C1 and part of me worries he’ll guess something will go wrong for the twins but I Need him to know, I need him to know

the kittens are now Very Concerned and checking on me because I am Gurgling

had to take my glasses off 

looks like this is the breaking point for tal and sam too, they’re Extra Devastated. i think at least its hard to see through the yknow tears

look theres no point in me screenshotting this you. you have to rewatch for yourself i guess

just. everything about this.

‘i dont know how to live.’

‘i will see you again’ ‘i know’ she knows and it doesnt make it better, it doesn,t it doesnt, seeing you again is nothing to seeing you now and soon and later, and fuck fuck fuck she must regret that he wasn’t at her side when she and Percy got married, fuck she must hate every goodbye and goodnight and later that she didn’t immediately need to say, every extra moment she could have taken with him. they saw eachother once a month over the timeskip, ish, once a month, once a month, how can that measure to a lifetime, how can she live off those sparse memories of them together when they both had a happily ever after??

i lied. one more

‘i will tell mother that you say hello‘ ‘please’ oh FUCK ME

‘i love you,,, i dont accept this‘ vex you and your husband are so very stubborn and and and fuck, her echoing Percy but it meaning just. adjacent. percy sounding like he wanted to, could challenge a god, hed just been put in his place but hed fucking try. vex just. vex just letting vax know. just doing it to let her brother know. i love you, i dont accept this, to be i love you, i cant accept this, how can this be the end, twenty eight years and its not the wilds not the dragonfire not the magics not the curses not even the gods, not really, not truly, it’s that I died and you didn’t want me to go and then you died and that sealed it. twenty-eight years and this was written in the sand over a year ago, and written in the dust of you days ago, and i still havent had time or will to come to terms with it even though i know it cant be stopped

(maybe she’d have rather died there, in that tomb. remained still, unknowing of the beautiful future she could have had, if it had meant vax would stay. that he’d get that light and joy he deserved)

(its not a fair trade. its not. he would hate it. so would she. but youd give anything and everything for them wouldnt you)

#critical role #vex'ahlia #cr vex #vax'ildan #cr vax #critical role spoilers #cr spoilers #tlovm spoilers

[tittysuckersworld]

someone gave me permission so be prepared for one of the longest posts!!! first story is introduction to both arata and liane, then the numbered stories are mid fun stories explaining more of them, and 3rd is more planned story for where they go if they were actually in game. yeet hehehehehehehe(also making inbetween text blue so can separate stuff easier in head)forgot a part hold on!!! putting now-

:readmore:

got it umm ill do arata and liane!!!! so, for the very start of their stories, arata and his family was finally able to move from inazuma and imigrated to fontaine main city when he was 6. he was very very quiet and mostly just read alone in school. as the strange quiet kid he ended up bullied. another kid in his class was a little girl named liane, loud exited personality and slitted eyes she made an inpact in the class. some tryed to pick on her, some were her friends. rumors around the school about her being a child of the abyss alwase wispered in her ears. she didnt let that bother her tho.

durring one of the weekly swimming lessons, arata was too close to the pool, and a kid thought it would be funny to knock him on a float. but arata was new to fontaine, and still couldnt swim.

no one noticed as he splashed around, and seemingly no one noticed when he lost his ballance and fell in. arata was sure he would die there. alone ostracized and forgotten by his peirs. electro vision manifesting and sealing his fate, because who would jump into a electric pool for him?

liane would, thats who. she noticed him splashing around on the float why would he try to go in if he obviously cant swim? when he slipped off the float, she jumped in. he drifted pretty far so she needed to swim for a bit but she got him. gripping the buzzing vision in her right hand and lifting with her left. trying her hardest to keep the vision from burning him.

when they got to the side of the pool, electro vision pushed to the side, a cryo one manifested next to it. flichering purple light and a paniced lianes crying the things bringing arata back to consciousness. plus a throbbing pain in his chest. lianes pov, getting him out of the water she tryed the compressions shed see others do but when he didnt cough up the water she started panicing. hitting his ribs as hard as she could, wishing the moment could stop. let her catch her breath and the boy to stay alive damn it! a few more hits and a crack neither noticed, he coughed up the water.

after all the crying, hugging, and paniced adults, they were sent to the nurces office. again a bunch of lectures, burnt hand and broken rib later, they still held onto eachother. througout everything they held on. after that day, that didnt change. the two sorta strange kids stuck together like glue. if you wanted one you had to deal with the other, or if you hurt one youd face the wrath of their friend.

little growing up stories time!!!!!!!

1.

back when they were 8, teachers still sat them next to eachother. them and their parents insisted for so long, and they wernt really distruptive to the class so it all worked out fine.... until the incident. one teacher, decided they really needed to *diversify* their friend circles, and put them on oposite sides of the class. joking around, a kid made a mistake. usually liane was the one fighting a lot to protect arata, but this time someone made liane the but of the joke in front of the whole class. needless to say, after that day the school needed to replace a few desks, and that the two raskles sit together<3

2.

over when they were 16, liane got sick. which was strange because she never got sick, the only time she did was after being in a lake for 3 hours in the fall on a dare, so arata was suspicious to say the least. whenever he tryed to ask lianes mom about it tho she would just say "oh dont worry about it, she'll be right as rain soon" and wouldnt let him see her. on the fifth day, he didnt ask. insted he snuck over to her window and used their secret knock before heading in. but she wasnt in there, double strange. last place to check was her bathroom, which wasnt locked for some reason? 3rd sus. hand semi blocking his eyes, he headed in.

she wasnt indecent, but she... didnt look the same. almost unrecognizable. usually sunburnt freckled tan skin replaced with a yellowy pale, brown wavy hair stark white and frizzy. the only true tells were her protective leather gloves and glossy slitted eyes, filled with tears.

arata didnt understand anything that was going on, but as soon as he could he held her tight in an embrace. apologies flowing from lianes mouth shushed with reassurance from arata. there was nothing she had to be sorry for, if he was being honest with himself, he was sorry for not being there sooner.

a polite talk with the mom and some liyue books later, arata fully understood. aparently back in liyue, there was the main shoot off of exorcists, and a little connection on the family tree not tracing back in liyue.(this is very hard to word) other members of the family this generation already showed off yang energy, this was just lianes shoving its head in. she didnt have a particular afinity or complications from her condition that others before had, but it still showed that her yang energy was irregular, and that she would have to get used to her new looks. (story 3 continues this sorta. might change the age to more 16 cause im still fixing stuff in my cannon but i think them 16 or 17 makes more sence)

3.

"im not doing this." "come on liane, we both know you dont wanna go out looking, well," "i look stupid i know. and im not leaving this room til im 50" "liane-" this conversation has been going on for 10 minutes straight. at this point, they were both starting to ajust, but one thing that was forgotten in the sick week was lianes hair.. she was panicing and thinking her life was over!! can you blame a girl? what ever circumstances brought it on, there needed to be something done. arata was holding a hairbrush still pleading with liane to let him do *something* but she wouldnt budge. "....what if i let you change my hair back?" "What!!!! why?" "so that we can both go back looking different. if i walk in there with a horid hair cut- and dont even try me. be both know you cant cut straight for shit- then there will be less people talking about your new uh, style, alright?" "but- but you like your style! didnt you just figure it out last year? and you just figured out how to french braid- ill just, i can deal with it alone. i dont want to let you deal with anything more because of me"

arata, knowing the stubbornness of his wonderful loud brash hurting friend, made the decision for her. grabbing the scissors, he cut some hair in front of his sholder to just frame his face. "liane, we both know we dont 'deal with something alone'. remember back when i couldnt go on that trip because i needed to be tutored in math? and you stayed behind too even though you were looking forward to it all year? or that time i got grouped up with that mean kid? you traded with me just so i wouldnt have to deal with the brunt of his anger. you sticked right there next to me wile i was still just that 'weird mute foreign kid' even when all your friends wanted to go to the pool. so if your gonna have to deal with some ass hats talking about your hair, then im just gonna have to have even worse hair. your not getting rid of me that easy. now come on, please let me take care of you"

arata hadnt noticed when he started crying, nor when liane started. one thing he truely knew tho, was how warm and secure they could keep eachother in an embrace.

-time skip-

"i. regret. everything" "no you dont! remember what you said~ 'your not getting rid of me that easily' which means your stuck with me for life!" different hairstyles[he was right, she couldnt cut straight.], new uniforms, new different paths they were going on to become a judge and scout, and a new *oh so wonderful* hat of leafs liane was slowly stacking on his head. the little nicknames changed, his neck adorned with a ring to seal his family and hers that they would not be alone, and, of cource, all the little jokes and pranks to show affection. but one thing didnt change, he didnt think it ever would. "come oon book worm! im soooooo tired and bored of sitting under this tree- oh i know! what if we went to that new bakery opening up? i heard its got some delicious pasteries and breads and-" he let her ramble off. leafs tumbling from his head and book mark in his book. hand in hand, like alwase talking and walking along.

they defedently would change, they alwase did. they alwase were, but the one thing that didnt. the single thing that stayed was the protection. they didnt need it anymore, the the promises wispered under sleepless night skys were enough to protect. and staying by eachothers side, that would be enough.

after story stuffs beyond this point, so more things and ideas for it they were in game.

thank youuu ack so idea for fontaine story line is you know the water poss in liyue? yeah sorta with that. the acting hydro archon works off of a total judgement. dosent care about the situations to lead to it, and mostly works off of things by the law they hold forth. so like if a starving person stole to eat, that person would be punished because of them taking the food. it dosent matter that the people higher up hold most of the farm lands and polute any that arnt theres making it almost inposible to sustain ones self, that person stole. working in sorta dystopia stuff with it but yee. with traveler side i imagine they go through and learn about all the spearate parts of the nation and end up figuring out their own rebelion effort. sorta mirroring inazuma but wanna make it different. its hard to explain cause really havent planned it out best- but to sum it up its more a revolution twords the higher up of society, which ends up with most of the rebelion labled as criminals. thats where the hydro archon stuff works in. because am salty this region will tecnically have 3 sorta archon could be placed as but more like no archon cause salty about hoyo. archon that killed the past archon that runs the show, the past archons still semi alive body that am making as a character, and one person that somehow counts as archon archon(caude still trying to adhere to genshin one playable archon per region) and gnosis you understnad-

"well how dose this work into character stuffs-" it works in like this! liane is one of the first people that shows you around fontaines main city. she shows of the technology and teaches the traveler how the nation works(plus introducing you to other fontaine characters like arata). you dont interact with her much after wards til your seen as part of a wanted group. somehow then traveler ends up interacting with her again and she hides the traveler a tiny bit. yada yada need to explain more too much extra stuff in background-

to add on, arata is sceptical of hydro archons rule wile liane sticks with it a lot. that comes with some conflict. wile all the rebelion stuff has been happening arata has tryed to talk to liane about it. trying to reason with her. she dosent understand tho so they stay in the city. when shes found out to have helped and hidden the traveler(this is all still veeeeeery blurry but am trying so hard to word right), she gets taken to court right in front of the acting hydro archon. her sentance? hanged. to show what happens to those who dont abide by the law.

with this announcement its called that most everyone come to watch. but when liane drops, different hydro bow dude thats big part of revolution shoots her down wile traveler dose hydro archon fight stuffs. arata is very much have Having A Bad Day TM so far so as soon as liane hits the ground he is holding her- thats where the dijected and sad drawings came from this moment. liane is numb for a lil bit til warmth of arata warms her up and its hugs and arata gives so many scolds and kisses and so much crying happens. they arnt part of the story quest after that exept for mabey end celebration stuffs yes. but happy ending! no sads! sorry this is horidly written i just cant handle angst and am still very planning this in my head

and thats all of it copy and pasted!!!! hope you enjoyed the bit of character lore stuffs ejebduwjdueh love my ocs- <3<3<3<3<3

#genshin inpact #genshin inpact oc #this is not cannon sadly sjsbfueb #have 2 more but still working them a lot #am getting closer tho!!! #<3<3<3 #not art but i like it #long post #tw long post #how do you shorten posts??????

[joonie-beanie]

Imagine going on vacation and coming back and being excited to relax and sleep in your own bed and be able to play the game you've been wanting to play, and you take a lil nap and sit down at your pc and start playing your game and 20 minutes in it starts thunderstorming, and holy shit theres 70mph winds, and the neighbors tree falls and snaps the telephone pole and the electic wires behind your house, and the same situation happens in other parts of your neighborhood as well, so you lose power (obviously), and then in the darkness you ram your baby toe into the coffee table and it hurts so fucking bad, and starts turning purple after a day. And ofc your AC wont work without power so you dont sleep great despite being in your own bed, and then your mom asks you to wake up at 5am to help get the generator started. Oh and someone in your office caught covid, so no one is allowed to go in until further notice, but you have no power so you can't work from home, so your coworker lets you come over to her house to work, but after 3 hours her wifi dies, so then you have go into the office (because the office admin decided to email saying the office is open again rather than a mass text), so you go to the office and work until 2 and then have to take PTO to go home and start the generator again. And when night finally rolls around you realize your white noise machine is gonna run out of battery and sure enough it turns off at 12:30AM and you struggle to sleep, so when your mom gets up at 4am to start the generator, you hear it immediately and wake up, and decide to toss and turn on the couch for a few more hours before going into the office. But on the way to the office you get a low tire pressure warning, so now you're worried about potentially walking outside later to find a flat.

#its me its my life since monday!!!! #apparently we're supposed to get our power back today so im praying OTL #never move to metro detroit if you want to not lose power every fucking storm