#he loves them so much he just also loves to pretend like he doesnt. shaking him around by his collar

[kiddokori]

local man loves to abandon his children

#every chapter hes like my perfect darling angel shin yoosung. and lee gilyoung too ig #go visit your fucking kids deadbeat #orv #orv fanart #kim dokja #shin yoosung #lee gilyoung #omniscient reader's viewpoint #he loves them so much he just also loves to pretend like he doesnt. shaking him around by his collar #kiddokori

[underoossss]

idk if this fit ur blurb request but can i request a first bf steve with reader. they have a fight and reader thinks theyre over but steve and them talk through it bc he doesnt want to break up?

thank you for your request! I love this, miscommunication + idiots in love 💕

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You close your eyes as you lean you head on the cold tile of the shower. The warm spray of water falls on the nape of your neck and down your back much like the tears that cascade down your eyes. You squeeze them shut when your heart pangs with pain once more. Steve and you are over, the stupid fight you had earlier in the afternoon triggering the breakup. How funny is it that your first ever fight is also your last?

Stepping out of the shower, you go through the motions of getting dressed and ready for bed. Your eyes are tired from crying, but the tears don’t stop as you recall the end of your conversation earlier.

Can we just leave it? I’m done. Steve said, running a hand through his hair and motioning for you to get in his car.

He wasn’t there to pick you up today, leaving you stranded in the rain. He claimed you didn’t tell him you worked until 4pm instead of 5 today so he showed up an hour late for you but on time for him. You told him you’d mentioned it yesterday and the arguing had started then. Granted, you had an awful day at work, and from the tension on Steve’s shoulders he had a bad day too. Or as it seemed maybe he was already planning on breaking up with you, and the fight gave him his chance.

The drive back to your house was silent and tense, as you held your breath to avoid crying in front of him and all but ran to the front door as soon as he parked. You didn’t take off your rain soaked clothes for another hour, too heartbroken and busy crying your eyes out to mind. It was only when you started to shiver that you went upstairs and took a long hot shower. It didn’t soothe the ache on your chest one bit.

Hair towel-dry and brushed you leave the bathroom and head to the kitchen to have some water when the doorbell rings. There’s still a light drizzle outside, and you know you didn’t order any takeout so you’re more than confused about who could be ringing your doorbell. Leaving the glass of water on the kitchen counter and pretending you don’t look a puffy mess from crying, you cross the living room to the front door.

Steve stands on the other side, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a plastic bag with unknown contents inside. His hair has some droplets of rainwater clinging to the ends and so do his eyelashes. He wears a dark blue sweatshirt and jeans, and a face so pretty your heart aches at what you lost.

“Steve? What are you doing here?” You ask, eyebrows meeting in the middle as you furrow them in confusion.

“I wanted to talk to you, I don’t like how we left things earlier?” The hand that was in his pocket scratches his chin, his eyes wide and vulnerable as they look at you.

You twist your lips to keep yourself from crying. “You want to break up officially then? Ok, do it.” You wraps your arms around your chest, protecting yourself from what will come next.

“Break up?” Steve’s eyebrows raise towards his hairline comically, mouth falling open in shock at your words. “Babe, what the hell?”

“Don’t be mean, Steve.” You shake your head and press your lips together as a tear falls down your cheek like a small traitor. “You already said ‘I’m done’, I got it.”

Steve, wonderful and beautiful Steve takes a step closer to you, face a mixture of confusion and pain. “Baby, you think we broke up? Just from that fight?”

“What else am I supposed to think Stevie?” You whisper, looking away from his sweet brown eyes and swallowing hard the knot in your throat.

“Honey, I drove you home. I would’ve hugged you goodbye but you ran out of the car before I could.” Steve shakes his head. “I thought your were pissed at me, not that you thought we broke up. Can we talk?”

You blink a few times at him as your mind tries to catch up. Steve’s always been a gentleman, of course you’d think it was normal for him to drive you home even if he broke up with you; the rest, well, you didn’t stay in his car for him to say anything else did you. Nodding and stepping back from the door, you let Steve in and close the door behind you.

Now in the warm light of the living room, Steve has a clear look at your red-rimmed eyes and the way his face falls brings fresh tears to blur your vision. “Oh, baby.” Steve frowns and pulls you to his chest, hugging you flush against him as you let yourself cry. “I’m sorry, I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.”

“We were both so angry, when you said ‘I’m done’ I assumed—” You take a step back and look at him, his face pained from seeing you in pain.

Steve’s hands hold your face gently, the kiss he presses on your forehead is just as soft. “I meant I’m done fighting, not that I’m done with us. You’re the best thing in my life, you know that.”

Your boyfriend —you can’t believe you thought you’d have to say ex before it— leads both of you to the couch, where you sit down facing each other. Steve takes you hands in his as you lean your face on the headrest, embarrassed, happy but still hurt from the heartbreak you put yourself through hours before. “I’m sorry, we were both under a lot of stress, I forgot you said 4pm and I shouldn’t have let it start a fight between us.”

You shake your head, “I shouldn’t have gotten mad either, I was already annoyed from work and let it get the best of me. I’m sorry too, Stevie.”

“No, I’m sorry.” Steve shakes his head, “I know you like clarity, and I was very vague earlier. I should’ve said I wanted to stop fighting, instead of saying I’m done. I mean it baby, I wanted to end our fight not our relationship.”

You nod, “I shouldn’t have assumed, but I was scared to ask. I thought you found an excuse to dump me.”

“And be an idiot who lost the most perfect girl in the world?” Steve shakes his head and you give him a small smile. “It was our first fight, that’s all, it doesn’t mean my feelings for you changed.”

“I’ll call you to remind you next time my schedule changes.” You whisper, shifting closer to Steve, “I should’ve done that today.”

“And I’ll write it down, somewhere I won’t forget.” Steve’s hands find your hips and pull you closer until your legs are thrown over his and he’s looking down at you, an adoring look in his eyes. “I love you.”

You hold his cheek and smile, “I love you so much.”

Steve closes the gap between the two of you, his lips capturing yours in a soft but passionate kiss. His arms wrap around you as he leans closer, humming against your mouth when you run your fingers through his hair. He kisses you until you’re breathless and his lips place scattered pecks on your cheek, your chin and one more on your nose. It makes you laugh and the smile Steve gives you in return could power up all of Hawkins.

Rewinding to the memory of him standing in your doorway makes you pause. “What was in that bag you brought?”

Steve’s smile turns sheepish as he leans in to kiss you again, a sweet thing that gives you butterflies. “Well, I uh– thought you were pissed at me so I brought some snacks and a movie so you could forgive me.”

You smile widely at him, stomach flipping incessantly and heart beating loudly with affection. This man really does own your heart, no wonder thinking about losing him wrecked you. “You are the best thing in my life, you know? You don’t need snacks to get me to forgive you but they’re appreciated.”

Steve chuckles and wraps you up in his arms, face pressed to your neck. “Sorry I made you cry.”

“It’s okay.” You smile, soaking in his warmth and breathing in his familiar scent; feeling at ease, and safe. “We really need to communicate better though.”

Steve’s laugh is a beautiful sound next to your ear.

#I hope you like this 🥺 #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington fic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfic #ask

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

in celebration of the finale: my top 3 moments from each only friends character so far

we did top and mew, next: BOSTON

*top moments here means moments that had me screaming and pointing at my laptop like the leo meme*

5. bitchmode activated

obsessed with this moment. like hes watching his kinda mentally fucked up friend get more mentally fucked up and decides NOW is the time to call him a burden. iconic, the perfect way to hurt rays feelings in this moment too. and the way hes smiling while hes plotting it... so iconic this moment happened in episode 1 part 1 but has stuck with me ever since

4. *bitchy shrug*

again, just iconic. this whole scene actually, but this moment was just incredible. the journey boston takes after ray reveals he knows about bostontop is its own thing, and this being a turning point from defense to offense was great. like boston being willing to try to reason with ray, the only other member of the friendgroup who appears to be into casual sex, only to get slutshamed and dehumanized in return, taking a split second before turning the tables on ray, incredible. no one can hurt ray quite like boston and its fascinating each time. ray shows up mad at boston for being a bad friend and leaves crying and believing hes the bad friend instead, and all set off by that little shrug? perfect.

3. WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?

one thing i love about boston is him being clear he isn't into relationships. like he doesnt pretend to be just to fuck people before dumping them, he is upfront about what he wants out of an interaction and still gets painted as the bad guy. so i LOVE this moment cause honeslty? free my man from people falling in love with him. "i never asked you to love me" such a banger line to say. the frustration over what i assume is years of having his words not believed or disregarded by guys hes slept with, years of slutshaming, you let it out babe.

2. fucking top

controversial i know but who else couldve done this???? like you can argue about how to label this action but one thing you cannot disagree with was that it was iconic. like one thing about boston, he will never be boring and thats why its a top character moment for me. it happens 1/4 of the way through the show and is only starting to be resolved as we get to the finale. absolute boss move. also seeing all the ways he tries to justify it, from it being just bad timing, to "i was just borrowing him" fucking amazing.

having nick as his background

again this is a list of moments that made me scream cry shake etc and this moment.... sorry to my neighbors but this had me entering a new dimension of noise. like portraits are his art, his self expression, the way our boy who doesnt like leaving traces of his own life captures a moment in someone elses forever, but this one imo is as much a reflection of nick as it is of boston. like nick is the only subject but boston is all over that image to me and the way it hangs in his darkroom and is then removed only to come back as the lockscreen. the way this is revealed in the scene where boston comes back to nick after making it clear he wants nothing to do with nick, nick means nothing to him, was never going to mean anything AND YET. im not gonna go on cause much better spoken bostonnick enthusiasts already have but fuck man, i love this picture. i love that is was his lockscreen on his broken but salvagable phone. top moment fr.

#only friends the series #boston only friends #bostonnick

[yourtouchismidas]

In honor of the new atpoaim part imagine a part where Matty is talking about Gigi and how she and the missus have made his life better (not in a lot of detail ofc for privacy)

the camera shakes from behind the trees. matty knows it is there, of course, he asked for it. but he pretends he doesnt. the black and white doesn't show the fact it is a sunny day. it looks over cast. it is chilly though. matty sits next to adam on a park bench. one of those traditional wooden ones. dedicated to someone. matty reads out the plaque when they sit down, "to doris, who loved this park and everyone in it." he laughs. "jesus," he says, "that couldnt be more cliche if it tried." adam chuckles, but his eyes don't leave the far off place he has been watching throughout the video.

matty's eyes have joined him. the watch in silence for a while. you can hear some birds. some high pitched squeals of children.

"gigi!" matty yells. "gigi, get down from that... you aren't supposed to climb..."

then matty is gone, off from the bench and out of screen. adam is laughing, softly. he watches. then matty comes back into shot, straightens his coat. their breath puffs in the air in front of them.

"this kid will be the death of me," he tells adam. adam lets out a non committal hum.

"kids are wild, huh?" he says.

"yup," matty says. he shoves his hands back in his pockets. "she's also the life of me though."

there is a cut. time has passed. we don't know what was said in that time, if anything. or if the dad's just watched the kids play. matty is speaking.

"i never thought i could do it," he says.

"what? be a dad?" adam says.

"yeah."

"well we all knew that."

"what?" matty says.

"that you didnt think you could do it. soon as your missus got pregnant it was all we heard about. for months."

"it's a scary thing."

"it is," adam agrees. "i think it was different for you though. because. you know. she was..."

"an accident," matty says.

adam scoffs, "well i wasnt going to say those words."

"i know you weren't. you're too polite. but let's call a spade a spade. that's my beautiful little accident."

he points off screen. the children are yelling. screeching. having the time of their lives. there is another jump cut.

"nothing prepares you though does it? for like, how much you're gonna love them."

"hmm" adam nods.

"like, you think you know love."

"and you dont."

"and you dont. until you hold that little baby in your arms."

there is another pause and then matty talks again.

"i mean i never thought i would love anyone like i love, this one's mum. i was so lucky really."

as he speaks he scuffs his foot in the gravel, looking down.

"i got not one, but two surprise girls. mother and baby."

adam nods.

"fuck me i'm lucky."

"we didnt think anyone would have you," adam says, for the first time looking round at him and grinning. matty rolls his eyes but he nods.

"me neither," he says, "but someone from thinking no one would have me, i got the one. you believe in that?"

adam frowns, thinking. matty doesnt give him a chance to answer.

"well i do. i do since her anyway."

we watch them for a little while longer, their faces pretty blank, looking out at the park. suddenly, both their faces change, they lean forward, their smiles grow huge, and two little people run up to them and into their respective father's arms, faces hidden by coat hoods and scarves, camera facing the back of them. we watch as they embrace their children, then it cuts to black before another scene.

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

[veintrry]

Yoo can you make a scaramouche x reader angst?? Where scara snapped at reader ofc like reader won't tolerate the fact they got yelled by the the sixth harbinger so they made a comeback which resulted to an argument then scaramouche slapped reader something like that and the others are up to u :))

Btw can I be ☆ anon??

And it's alright if you won't make this no need to rush

scaramouche x gn!reader, angst, violence, complicated relationship, reader doesnt know about the whole puppet thing just to be clear, what is love??? crisis + baby don't hurt me for emotional neglect pewpew

cw: this work contains physical violence, cursing, and degradation (being seen as lesser than).

an: MY FIRST OFFICIAL REQUEST KM SO HAPPY thank you for submitting your request ☆ anon!!! I had to rewrite this one a couple of times because I wrote a whole backstory and felt like it was too much BUT SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG and I'm not exactly the most proud of this;;

AC: @/6ta6tam on twt

The Balladeer was a difficult man, this came as no surprise to you. You bore witness to many of his cruel, rash and harsh acts that he openly displayed onto his agents --or anyone he viewed as below him -- seeing them as trash, no, even lesser than that. Yet, never did you even dare think that he would turn his scrutinising gaze onto you.

You and The Balladeer had a long history together, mostly due to your associations with the harbingers. Unlike Scaramouche, you weren't a harbinger, let alone a fatuu, at least not at first... You two started off rough, you didn't like him, big whoop. It was mutual, at first. However, let's say that circumstances happened. Ones that neither you or he delved into, but was the reason for him offering you a position by his side. You frankly were disgusted at the idea, but the opportunity to actually escape the ruins of your life, you needed it.

That somehow ended up "blossoming" to be more than either of you intended it to be. Downside of having to be together 24/7 you assumed. Though you were given an opening, a peek into The Balladeer beneath the veil. You're somewhat ashamed to say you were charmed by his depth. You think that he likes you because of your interest in him, in his words, he's merely "intrigued by your naiveté", whatever that means...

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You had returned to your tent at the stationed camp, obviously set up by the agents, ones that had suffered an intense course of yelling and degrading, finished off with the scent of burning skin lingering in the air. Scaramouche had entered prior to you, rushing in hurriedly, and with each step of his feet you swore you felt the earth shake a little from a strike of lightning.

"Don't you dare call me that." His words came in sharp, such did the glare he gave you as he turned to face you with a striking amount of ferocity. You noticed how his face seemingly scrunched up further than it already had prior and at this you attempted to speak again before you were shut down. "-And please, drop the formalities. It's pathetic at this point." By that you assumed he meant it was futile, and that was something you had thought a lot around him, honestly.

You were usually tasked with dealing with whatever aftermath occurred. Was it an easy job? No. But you've managed to keep your position in this damn havoc of a 'workplace' for a reason. "My lord," You began, and it wasn't the usual way you'd address him, however even you took caution around the fearsome Sixth Harbinger.

"Scaramouche," You started again, this time with his correction in mind. "I believe that your behaviour and... methods of punishing our squad is putting much strain on them and lowering their performance." There was no 'I believe' it was the reality but you had to make it sound better, professionalism was still something you had to pretend you somewhat cared about around him. "Frankly, if you are upset, don't strike them without warning. That would be very helpful." Sarcasm was also in your blood. Family genes.

He didn't hide the distaste he felt at his words. "Don't speak like that with me. And if you're so concerned about their performance how about you go and lecture them, hm? Oh, or you perhaps too busy running papers errands with your pen stuck between your fingers?" Archons help the sigh you had to hold back up. You still rolled your eyes though. It was too bothersome having to listen to him avoid blame whilst you have to attempt to level with him. "I am actually. Thanks for asking." Maybe you really were naive to like someone such as him.

"Don't question the way I do things. I don't need to remind you of your position, do I?" Now that had certainly caught your attention, and with a raise of your brow you urged him to go onwards, "What do you mean by that?" It sounded less like a question and more like you had been offended by what he said. Because you were. He had practically put you down and yes your rank as his assistant is obviously lower but you were together, as a person, as someone he is with, he sure as hell shouldn't get to tell you where you are ranked.

"I mean that you are still below me."

"You might not be as irrelevant as those vermin, but you and I are not the same." Oh, so that's how it is.

"Ha, you're damn right we aren't. One of us has an ounce of fucking humanity in them and the other lacks any heart." Maybe it wasn't your place to say that, considering you were the one who still chose to be by his side? But now you were rethinking things, was it really you choosing to be by his side. If you had left wouldn't he just chase you down? Or maybe you meant so little he'd let you go? When he said he was intrigued by you, did you misinterpret it, did he perhaps just mean that you were a different, amusing toy for him to play around with? You were starting to think way deeper about everything in your relationship.

The expression the Harbingers face warps to was something difficult to put into words, but he gave you this look, this glare, as if you had said something that you'd regret for the rest of your life, as if you had overstepped the line of your position and attempted to go against him one-on-one. It was as though you not only questioned his authority, but as well as something underlying. You struck a nerve.

It took less than a second for the man that was once opposite you to no longer be there, and for your view of sight to be turned towards the left side of the tent. A stinging feeling resurfacing over and over on the cheek of your face. He had slapped you. He had the nerve- the gall - to slap you. You wanted to stay like that for a moment, to simply not avert your gaze from the dark coloured fabric, but the anger that fueled you, the flames that lit within you at the idea that this man who you even dared to even like had disrespected you made you face him again.

And there his facial muscles didn't budge, not even an inch, as he glared you down as if you were something abnormal. It hit you then the realisation, with Scaramouche it was always alright, it was tolerable. But you failed to notice the unspoken rule between you two. 'Don't question me, and we'll be fine.' There was always a limit to how close you can get to him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you." You knew he could be physically violent, you've seen it. But to think he'd do it to you. No, not just that, but the fact that he fucking tinged the slap with electro. He didn't just strike you like he did with others, no, he physically put his skin onto yours. And somehow it felt more degrading than if he had just let a bolt of light tear through you. It felt as if he thought you weren't even worth something horrendously painful. Only something minor, something small, to keep you in your place.

For what felt like hours you two merely scowled at one another, and it was the first time you'd say you both wore your emotions on your sleeves so boldly.

He bites the bottom of his lip before muttering out one word, "Leave."

And you want to say that his indigo eyes betray what he orders, you really want to. Though, you don't know if you're right or just fooling yourself in this "naiveté" of yours again. Was what made you intriguing how long you managed to last?

In front of you, was the Balladeer, The Sixth Fatui Harbinger, and his expression almost felt human.

#- my ☆ anon #THANK YOU ANON!!! #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche #genshin scaramouche

[ourflagmeansgayrights]

ofmd s2e2 rewatch where i pause to jot down my thoughts and other random shit

not quite a reaction post, not quite a liveblog. this post is gonna be unpolished and messy bc this is the only way i know to process my emotions abt these episodes enough that i can actually start talking coherently about them.

s2e1, s2e2, s2e3, s2e4, s2e5, s2e6, s2e7, s2e8

did not notice the first time around that buttons is sleeping with his legs sticking up resting against the side of the ship. king.

WHY DID THEY USE A DIFFERENT TAKE OF THE YOU WEAR FINE THINGS WELL SCENE WHAT PURPOSE DOES THIS SERVE. THIS HAS BEEN BOTHERING ME FOR DAYS.

oh god the face stede makes after he breathes out all wistfully is so pained... ogughuhg heartbreak......

why is the groom cake topper dirty ed were you kissing it. ed. edward.

hNNNG ed pushing the painted bride figurine closer..... im gonna throw up

ed!! rolling over and crying!!! TAIKA HOW ARE YOU SO GOOD AT LOOKING SO FUCKING SAD THIS SHIT HURTS ME

like i can literally feel the tears burning in his eyes. the way his chest starts shaking with sobs but he's managing to keep the sobs in for like one more second. he's trying so hard to hold it in and i've cried like this before and it physically HURTS

also oughg the song. run from me baby... run my good wife... run from me baby..... you better run for your life........ ED THINKS THAT'S WHAT STEDE DID!!! RAN AWAY FROM HIM!!!!! and he thinks that was stede running for his life bc like, he thinks he's inherently monstrous and unlovable and hnnnnnnnnngggg. ed teach go to therapy challenge.

the crew responding to zheng's wake-up bell is so relatable. me when my alarm goes off at 6am

ok so the running bit where stede's crew has never heard of China before. is kinda weird to me. and honestly it kinda runs back to what zheng said in the last episode "one thing i've learned in my time here: you people know so little" about nobody knowing how valuable indigo is. like the show is portraying your average caribbean pirate as really ignorant and only like, ed stede and fucking ricky are on par with zheng yi sao. and i mean knowledge doesnt equate to intelligence so like the indigo thing i didnt really bat an eye at but when it was played for comedy with olu not knowing how to pronounce china i was like... hm. but the season's just started so maybe im reading too much into it but idk. it's a weird writing choice to me.

loving how at the start of last season the crew almost mutinied bc stede was a soft captain but now roach is out here embracing how all of them are "tender as hell."

love how lucius and pete have their romantic reunion chat just. fully in front of an audience

stede looks. so upset. watching lupete kiss. this man misses his boyfriend so fucking bad

lucius not even trying to hide how much he Does Not want to be stuck with stede in towels

also hi the sky in this scene is so pink. it was blue when buttons was doing tai chi so i guess this is sunset. day one complete.

buttons confirmed sea witch one of the best scenes in s2 so far. intrigued by auntie saying "i have looked for you far and wide" like are there other sea witches and auntie only wanted buttons?? or is buttons literally the only sea witch in the world. i want the lore.

ed. eddie eddie edward. ed my beloved babygirl. i would fuckinggg die for you

ok but also there is literally no way frenchie didnt see ed when he walked in like ed is standing Right There. i love when directors do stuff like this tho it's so funny to me. "ok joel just walk in there and pretend like you dont see taika standing literally right in front of you"

just noticed ed was polishing the handle to the wardrobe (the main wardrobe) right there. he's tidying up. getting his affairs in order before he— *i break down into inconsolable sobbing*

i wont like tho it was very funny to me when we finally got this full scene and ed's "and no more stede" turned out to be "no more izzy." very fun for me

god i LOVE when we get pirate code shit. none of these rules ever make sense it's always just whatever works for the plot's sake. "that's the code of the sea: the new first mate always kills the old first mate. it's always been like that" i don't think it was literally ever like that i think the writers decided that making up this bullshit rule would add drama to the situation. it's like how pirates can win duels by rendering their opponent's sword inoperable (as if pirates ever had like ritualistic duels). or next episode when zheng yi sao is gonna kill them for mutinying against ed. i love how all the logistics of the plot are always some handwavy-bullshit bc the show just Does Not Care about this shit. this is the ed and stede show and everything else is just superfluous set dressing

we were all fixated on lucius living in the walls none of us predicted that it could be izzy living in the walls

"start with his leg see where it goes" frenchie what does this MEAN

archie thinking jim was asking which leg to cut off and just. answering the question genuinely. is so fucking real lmao me too girl

JIM PUTTING THEIR HAND OVER ARCHIE'S TO BRACE THEMSELF BEFORE THEY START CUTTING INTO IZZY'S LEG... the romances on this show are unparalleled

archie when izzy's leg starts gushing: aye yai yai!

stede telling everyone in laundry abt his whole romance with blackbeard. and stede telling zheng and auntie abt blackbeard when he thought they were just soup sellers. you KNOW stede's been telling literally everyone he meets abt how he's looking for his beloved ed.

lol ok but cuba was not written on the map in the one shot and then stede says "oh, hang on, he might be in cuba!" and it cuts back to the map and he underlines the word "cuba" which somehow mysteriously appeared on the map while stede was chatting. 10/10 no notes

also GOD do i relate to stede so hard sometimes. it did not even occur to stede to ask lucius how he's been until lucius points it out and then he's like "oh! right! how are you??" and he does genuinely care but he was just so absorbed in his own shit it did not occur to him to ask. like. ohhhh baby does that hit home

LUCIUS DRAMATICALLY PAUSING IN THE DOORWAY WHEN STEDE TELLS HIM TO WAIT. HIS HANDS ON EITHER SIDE OF THE DOOR AND HIS HEAD BENT. THIS FUCKING DRAMA QUEEN I LOVE HIM!!!!

LLOOKING OVER HIS SHOULDER "oh, yeah. now you care?" AND THNE SHAKING HIS HEAD AS HE WALKS AWAY god i LOVE this soap opera

ok but buttons looks very confused when auntie says "i see you've adopted the humble form of a man" and then she hands him the book abt shapeshifting. like did she know that he doesnt know how to change form or what.

auntie asks buttons to bless their travels. anyway this is how stede somehow didnt get everyone killed in e1 despite the fact that they were at sea for a few months and he had no idea what the fuck he was doing.

LOVE auntie's little... yell? whimper?? before shuffling away nervously. incredible performance.

also the spellbook thing is in chinese. pretty cool how buttons knows how to read chinese.

ed jumpscare 2!

frenchie's "fire away. not literally, i hope" I MISSED THAT THE FIRST TIME KJSGHKFJDGHJHK WHAT A GREAT FUCKING LINE

love how irl frenchie using the wrong hand for that throat-slitting pantomime would be unimportant but the show acts like that's something that could actually give frenchie away bc they need to really nail home the fact that Ed Is A Fucking Genius

another thing ed is: INCREDIBLY HOT. he is being intimidating and evil to frenchie rn and i am very very into it.

obsessed with archie casually picking some random gore off her hand

also obsessed with how jim is just poking at izzy's leg. they learned how to butcher animals as a kid tho so i guess they're not really grossed out by severed body parts lmaoo

also also obsessed with how izzy would absolutely have not survived this at all. i love this show

list part 2:

ok im sorry but "he's our dick" does not feel earned to me. like they use that fantastic shot of the whole crew in episode 6 last season but what's crucial abt that shot is izzy isn't hanging out with the crew. he's sitting away in the corner monologuing abt how he thinks maybe ed might not want to kill stede.

i do think it's significant tho that jim wasn't there for izzy at his worst aka threatening to withhold rations for laughing at him. like they weren't part of the vote to mutiny against izzy. but frenchie was and frenchie was like "start with his leg see where it goes" which does not seem like he's really that invested in keeping izzy alive.

also it's weird how we don't see fang at all for this bit with hiding izzy in the walls. like he would be the one i'd expect to have the strongest connection to izzy bc he knew izzy before the show started and he was hugging and comforting izzy last episode.

anyway imo jim keeping izzy alive is more abt them missing when they were on the ship with olu and the whole crew and the ship was like a family, not necessarily abt feeling loyalty to izzy specifically. i could be wrong tho who knows.

one thing i do know is that it is VERY important to point out how jim is struggling really hard with everything, archie is not. she wasnt there for the co-captaining era at all and she seems to be rolling with everything like it's all expected. this includes the wedding raid and ed pointing a gun at her last season and stuff. even now she's mostly just confused by why jim is bothering to try and keep izzy alive. but she acts like the amputation and the violence are all what she expected.

yay kissing!! with the shit stuffed up their nose and covered in blood and jim still holding the leg GOD I LOVE THIS SHOW

hnng when archie says "you have... hope" jim's jaw tenses and they visibly swallow after the word "hope." god jim is going through it

"the wooden demon boy that thirsted for life" god i love this game of telephone that the show is playing with pinocchio it's so fucking funny

archie definitely still says a few syllables after "no i was cleaning up blood" while jim was leaning in for another kiss but none of it forms a coherent word. relatable.

ed's "ohhhhohoho. ohoho" is so funny to me. this man is so jealous that other people are getting to kiss ppl they like but not him.

hm archie and jim are not actually kissing when we cut to the shot of ed standing in the stairwell. i imagine this is an editing goof or something

jim and archie pulling away like two kids who got caught kissing under the bleachers during gym class or something. incredible. one of jim's nose plug rags is mysteriously missing now. i think archie ate it.

ed shushing frenchie. nothing to say here but "i need him carnally"

"take the fuckin leg" ed does NOT like mess!!!

"he was your friend" well jim. he might have been ed's friend. but he had a very strange way of showing it.

why does it sound like ed has spurs on his boots

OLU IS SO CUTE I CANT BLAME ZHENG FOR BEING LIKE "you're doing so good at filing thanks so much!!" WHEN HE'S ACTIVELY FUCKING EVERYTHING UP

also. i want to know about auntie's filing system. ahead of it's time, you say?? tell me more. hi my name is jess and i love sorting things

ah yeah olu mispronouncing china moment

olu and zheng are cute tho ngl

roach is having an orgasmic experience drinking soup. very relatable.

love that stede called the broth "insane" like fics so often get stede's voice wrong bc he will randomly say casual slang in a way that contradicts his general s1 vibe of stuffy frilly rich guy. but he's more like your average dad whose general grammar when speaking is pretty outdated but he's also trying to use slang to fit in with his kids

oh god stede is trying so hard with lucius it is giving SUCH awkward dad vibes. "when i was young and edgy" and "mr. cool" STEEEEDE

"my spicy little rat boy" im so sad that lucius hates that pet name bc this is the funniest thing black pete's ever said

aw nooooo the way pete jumps when lucius yells at him :(:(:(

yo wee john has like a wristband with all these sewing needles and shit stuck on it that's such a cool costume detail

the first thing izzy says after waking up is "my leg" and in my head im hearing it in the spongebob meme voice

first: very funny how ed responds "yeah!" like, laughing about the whole. amputation thing. and then secondly i am obsessed with "up in Leg Heaven" he is so fucking quirky. i love him.

"have you come to take the other one" yeah you'd probably enjoy that huh izzy.

love ed's dangly earring. gender.

smthng abt how izzy is instantly exhausted and dismissive when ed tells izzy to take the gun vs how ed was also bored and dismissive when izzy said "i have love for you." idk if there's anything there im just making tenuous connections in my head rn

help. ed clenching his fists when he's standing with his back to izzy. he really wants izzy to do it but also even deeper than that he really doesn't he wants to live

izzy starts to laugh the same way he started to cry last episode with like a really loud sudden gasp of air. also he laughs so weirdly jesus christ

also jesus this is so fucking dark. i mean obviously but im fucking reeling right now from ed trying to get izzy to kill him and izzy's response is just "do it yourself you fucking pussy." fuck.

more thoughts on this scene here

"i loved you... best i could" i actually dont have a lot of thoughts abt this at all aside from it just seems like a weird thing for ed to say. idk. i have a few metas abt this saved that ive been meaning to read so maybe that will help me deconstruct this but i think i'd need more time to figure out why this line feels weird to me. it could literally just be that i dont like blackhands at all but idk. probably not gonna unpack my feelings for a while tho bc in terms of everything i want to dig into from these 3 episodes alone this is at the bottom of that list lol

love how ed tells frenchie "go live" right before he steers them into a storm and tries to doom everyone on the ship.

"two messed-up kids probably" i know this is one of those things that some viewers are just always gonna have a problem with but it's so fucking funny to me how stede is like. never seeing his children again. and is like "yeah they're probably traumatized by how i was a bad father. well that's for mary and doug to deal with!"

lucius winking when he calls stede quite the fuck-up. i love this snarky gay

anyway for how fucked up the vibe is on ed's ship at least they weren't playing human puppet or making people catch rats with their teeth

shit this is longer than the last post. anyway list part 3:

ok i completely forgot abt this scene where the crew back on the Revenge is talking in the hallway before they go confront ed but i think it's rlly interesting how jim is the only one who says anything abt how ed's sudden cheery mood is NOT a good thing. fang is like "do we think he's better?" and jim's like "fuck no!" and frenchie's like "idk he seemed pretty calm to me." like this is so fucking juicy to me. jim knew this wasn't "better." i think this is because jim kinda gets it. they know what it's like to be told you're only meant for violence. and they know what it's like to want something softer. last season i probably wouldnt have said jim understood ed's suicidal tendencies but the way jim KNOWS that this isnt better makes me wonder if they understand this, too.

altho when they go outside and ed is like "it's a bad storm! and i took the wheel! and im gonna fire into the mast! we're all gonna die!!" jim yells "what do you want, you piece of shit!" (in spanish) so maybe they dont get the suicide bit of it. but they did understand that ed wasn't better.

oh ed's voice in "what do i want?" is so whiny and sad. babygirl is fucking going through it. good thing the rain is hiding his tears ahaha. ha.

"all love dies im just hastening the process" objectively this is fucked up but also it is so funny to me that he's like "i got dumped so now nobody else is allowed to be happy and in love." he broke up all the couples at the end of s1 and he raided a fucking wedding. babygirl i love you. you are so unwell

VERY RANDOM THOUGHT and i would have to go back to last episode double check but i dont think any of the background crew are women?? it's just archie??? which kinda bums me out a bit like i dont only want female rep in the main cast i want to see random background women too. i could be entirely wrong abt this tho just in this scene i only see dudes in the background

anyway archie being like "alright i guess we're fighting" bc this is archie's normal. archie is just kinda resigned to her life being shit.

stede crossing out "dead" and circling "alive" is so fucking funny to me hfjkhdjvgdfjk like. manifesting.

but also he does kinda manifest that in the next episode doesnt he?? he loves ed back to life ahaha oh god oh fuck *starts sobbing*

"looks like he's gotten back into arson" okay and??? wee john's an arson enthusiast also, cmon lucius dont judge a man for his hobbies

stede's fucking face when he considers what lucius said abt "maybe his time with you is the best it's gonna get for him" like i think he tries to think abt it and just. cant. he cant fucking accept that. god im gonna throw up.

HNNNNG THE RUN FROM ME SONG COMING BACK IM GONNA LOSE MY SHIT

i cant get over how archie is like. yeah bro it's fine. it's cool just kill me im not gonna hold it against you.

jim's like "YOU WERE GONNA DO IT ANYWAY!!" and ed's like "teehee yeah :3 u got me"

oh bro some of the random background crew people just fully go overboard huh. damn. rip those guys.

ok so im choosing to believe that izzy fired a lucky shot there bc the man couldn't even shoot himself point blank in the skull but im supposed to believe that he got ed right in the arm from the other side of the deck in the middle of a crazy storm and the ship rocking like crazy and izzy's probably suffering from like, insane amounts of blood loss?? i dont buy it. i mean it doesnt matter at all but i think he was trying to hit ed's general torso area and if ed didnt have his arm held out izzy would've missed. like i said tho this makes no fucking difference. it's just a fun little headcanon hehe

love how ed laughs like an absolute maniac here. babygirl u are so unhinged.

wait it's fucking wild how in the middle of all this we to cut to auntie putting the map back together and then we see that zheng is bringing her fleet over land. anyway this is foreshadowing obviously but like considering the song choice and cutting this between ed's suicide attempt and then the crew mutinying. is a choice. and idk why they made that choice yet.

it is a pretty dramatic reveal tho. i didnt appreciate that the first time but holy shit. she's just pulling her ships all the way to the caribbean. girlboss.

and then the mutiny. the relief on ed's face hurts me so fucking much

other thoughs about this scene here

HOLY SHIT THIS POST CREDITS SCENE AHHHHHH

so first of all. auntie saying olu can be allowed to clean up random hairs around the desk and zheng being like "there's not that much hair" girl you know you're lying. her hair is so long and so gorgeous and you KNOW random strands end up making scary-ass hair spiders if somebody doesn't regularly sweep things up

second of all: olu pretending there's a carrier bird with a messege for zeng to give her a break is SO CUTE. OLU. OLU YOU ARE SUCH A SWEETHEART.

#ofmd s2 spoilers #our flag means death #ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd season 2 #edward teach #stede bonnet #crew of the revenge #archie #zheng yi sao #izzy hands #izzy critical #s2e02 #txt #mine #og #gentlebeard #ofmds2rwwiptjdmtaors

[pacifymebby]

Modern!peaky boys and a reader who won them in a monopoly. It seems to me that Thomas would be a little irritated, because he has a huge business and he lost this game.

Hahaha this is such a good one <3

Tommy

🌿 He isn't going to get mad, its just a game (at least thats what he's telling himself anyway)

🌿It would be a slow painful loss because he's good at the game... He'd keep pulling himself back from bankruptcy over and over until he finally lost

🌿 At which point he would in fact be very embarrassed but trying not to show it. He'd sit there with that emotionless stare like "alright well, that was fun, what're we doing next?" trying to move on as quickly as possible.

🌿 Youd definitely gloat a bit because hes the owner of a huge business and you just managed to beat him.

🌿 And your gloating would embarrass him more but also irritate him so he'd be dismissive like "oh well love its only a game, doesnt work like real business does it,"

🌿 Would end up telling you to run the company for a week, "then we'll see how good you are eh?"

🌿 Basically hes sulking.

Alfie

🐻 Acts like he cares when he loses

🐻 Doesnt really care at all..

🐻 He just knows that you want him to have a temper tantrum, so he's acting up for you, to entertain you

🐻 Lots of grumbling and groaning and rolling his eyes but its all for show, he actually likes doing anything that means spending time with you.

🐻 Although he can think of much better things to be doing with you than playing monopoly...and he will tell you that.

🐻 Will dramatically get in a huff when he loses, explain why he shouldn't lose, accuse you of cheating... Anything to make you laugh and tease him more.

🐻 Will pretend to sulk until you come sit in his lap, give him a kiss and say sorry for making him play the game.

Arthur

🍂 Gets confused by the game, he'd lose pretty quickly

🍂 But honestly i think hes throwing the board away before he loses just out of sheer frustration with the whole thing.

🍂 Youre just constantly trying to explain the rules, and when he has to pay tax and stuff he just point blank refuses, "Nah thats not how that works darlin, i dont pay tax..."

🍂 Wants to know why the street names are all in London, "what about the rest of the country eh?"

🍂 Theres honestly nothing you can do to get this man to play properly or understand the game and in the end he really does just tip the table.

🍂 "Next time I'm choosing what we play!"

John

🌼 Doesnt know why you've got to play board games when theres better things you could be doing like watching the godfather or something...

🌼 (look right, if we had modern peaky boys they'd be the type to make you watch all the mafia movies and the sopranos and stuff just so they could sit and mansplain how "look at this bullshit, that aint what its really like at all... Where the fuck do they get these ideas...")

🌼 But anyway, when you're playing monopoly hes grumbling away, bored games are for people who can't entertain themselves blah blah

🌼 Its all just a front because he knows hes going to lose... And he doesnt want to lose

🌼 He doesnt mind losing as much as his brothers do but he doesnt like to lose... So hes setting his excuses up now and you dont hesitate to let him know you know what hes doing...

🌼 "Just cause you're scared of losing..."

🌼 In the end though john is playing this stupid game with you because he knows it'll make you happy.

🌼 And when he loses he sits there and takes it with a smirk on his face, shaking his head rolling his eyes at you all "Ahh well whatever makes you happy love."

Bonnie

🍀 Bonnies probably quietly quite anti capitalist in the 2020s, and he definitely isnt the indoorsy type that could concentrate on monopoly for as long as it takes to actually play monopoly

🍀 For that reason this games been going on for several days with lots of pauses in between

🍀 And youve heard multiple times "dont know why you like this so much y/n, you know the toffs would never let people like us do any of this shit in real life..."

🍀 But just like john, bonnies playing it with you for your sake, cause he wants to make you happy. Doesnt mean he isnt going to keeo playing it "unseriously" to try and make you laugh

🍀 To end the game he cheekily announces that the economy has just tanked due to a revolution, the means of production have been siezed and all the money in the worlds just gone up in smoke, you're skint, hes skint and now everybody has to go back to bartering and trade like "the good old days"

🍀 "Oh and nobody owns the land anymore dove so me and you, we can go wherever we like... Stop wasting time playing board games eh?"

Isaiah

🐀Acts like he doesnt care but actually does care

🐀He's even more annoyed when he loses because he was cheating!! How can you lose when youre cheating?

🐀Will sulk, will say hes not playing anymore. Will throw the money at you when he lands on your space.

🐀He'll even admit to cheating when he tries to accuse you of cheating (spoiler alert youre both cheating)

🐀 Definitely shoves the board away and messes it all up. Its not even that he thinks he should be good at the game, its that he just doesnt want to lose.

Michael

☘️ Won't be able to hide how much he cares about winning

☘️ He played the game as a kid and claims to have never lost. You can believe this if you like, I'm not sure whether he's telling the truth.

☘️ When he senses hes losing he will start to cheat, he'll feel bad about it but he'll try anyway.

☘️ If he gets sent to jail he'll claim he should still be able to take the money for passing go, he would in real life...

☘️ He'll definitely accuse you of cheating when you win... (you're actually not cheating)

☘️ He won't tip the board or be dramatic but he will grumble about how stupid the game is, how its nothing like real business

☘️ He'll tell you hes not playing it with you again, he will reallyyyy sulk about it.

☘️ So much sulking.

☘️ The sulk could last several days

☘️ You'll have to be really sweet to him to heal that wounded ego

#peaky blinders imagines #bonnie gold x reader #tommy shelby x reader #arthur shelby x reader #john shelby x reader #peaky blinders headcanon #alfie solomons x reader #peaky blinders imagine #Michael gray x reader

[symphonicmetal101]

Where To Find Them At Their Worst

This um. Kind of turned into "what if mc died" but only kind of? Whatever. Enjoy. Or dont.

Lucifer - his bathtub. No strength left to stand, to put effort into how he looks. Not enough love for himself to lie comfortable on his bed. He could have a warm shower, the illusion of anothers presence to lift him, if only he could find the strength to do so- but he's been resilient so long..its almost enjoyable to curl up in the one place his privacy is completely respected.

Mammon - a cave. For once the second born seeks out a place that is still and quiet, because his thoughts are so loud. Built up anguish explodes when he's alone, echoing down into darkness he doesnt dare explore. Perhaps if he stays, nobody will come looking and he can wallow in his pain until he too, becomes nothing more than an echo.

Levi - on the front door step. The precarious boundary that seperates home from the rest of the world. He could go back inside and attempt to seek comfort or refuge in family or his room. Or he could run. Never deal with it again. He has Hells Navy to run...he could pretend to be MIA before disappearing, never perceived again.

Satan - on the rooftops. He has no wings. He cant hurt anybody up here. Bellows and roars drowned out by pouring rain, only the shock of slipping and catching himself grounds him enough to simply sit where he is and cry. He cant hurt anybody. But who will come comfort him up here?

Asmo - in his closet. Mirror shards being delicately plucked out of his hands as sharp sobs leave him. He never asked for this. This was never what he wanted to become. A title, but never seen as just another demon that wants to leave labels behind and live a life of simplicity he will never have.

Beel - liliths room. Trembling hands hold an illusionary body near, fat tears rolling down his face as he rocks with her slightly, the slightest hum of a lullaby leaving him, a distant and slightly crazed look in his eyes.

Belphie - the attic. It feeds his anger, he remembers what happened here, how it lead to you dyi-....why behind closed doors, he fights his siblings to still find ways to connect with you, despite his transgressions and their worries. He understands it of course, but hates himself for it all.

Diavolo - at his mothers grave. A tear filled apology for not being better. Struggling to swallow down millennia of pain, in an attempt to be a better leader and friend to those around him. The knowledge that he cannot please everyone, but also that he appears to only do the oposite despite his best efforts. One more glance before returning to the facade.

Barbatos - the dungeons. Screams that are not his own gurgle and echo down the halls inder the castle. Unbridled rage and twisted happiness and relief in causing pain and suffering. A mess he won't clean up, for once. The others can do it. Throwing out one pair of once white gloves. You will never see him like this.

Mephistopheles - the school bathroom. Sobs that rattle his entire body. Hugging himself and trying not to slip. Small angry growls that dissipate into whimpers as his feelings boil down to pure sadness

Simeon - in the bathroom, over a sink full of water. His reflection there and in the mirror do not reflect who he really is. A panicky hand swishing through the water, a momentary illusion of what he sees himself as before pulling the plug and forcing himself to walk out of the room, pushing the questions he has for himself deep deep down where he hopes he wont have to deal with them again.

Raphael - in his bed. Not one to linger a while in daziness or with lack of motivation, the great hitman cannot find the strength to do so much as roll over to get out of bed. His spear remains untouched for the first time in a long time as he fights to fall back asleep, to a dream he so wishes were true.

Luke - on your bed. Sobbing and shaking as he curls up in your sheets, pretending its still you holding him until you can get there. You're the only one who is kind to him without an obligation to be that way...kicking and screaming the moment someone tries to take him away from the memory of you.

Solomon - in another timeline. A forced dissociation to pretend everything is ok. To see how things work out. Trying ro find a way to make it work back home, if he can find the strength and the will...whats the point if it hurts again anyways...

Thirteen - her cave thrums in deafening silence. The normally outspoken and powerful woman on her knees, tears hitting the rock beneath her as souls scream and cry and beg around her, though the only one she can focus on is how yours cried for help...and she was too late

Masterlist

#v talks #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me mephistopheles #obey me Barb #obey me Diavolo #obey me simeon #obey me Raphael #obey me luke #obey me solomon #obey me thirteen #obey me angst #:)

[storiesofsvu]

Scary Movie Nights with Tara

Tara Lewis x reader Covers the "movie night" square for @adarafaelbarba fall bingo! @aphinablog req'd "scary stories" and that's how this started out but by the end I feel like it fits the movie night one more! If you read and like, don't forget to ask to be added to the Tara taglist!! Also I got halfway through this as i struggled to find movies cause I *love* thrillers before I remembered AJ is the main character in Final Destination 2. So either pretend that doesnt exist OR that Tara, yn & the team poke fun at JJ each year… your choice..

Tara had never been a fan of Halloween, specifically the ghost stories that came hand in hand with it.

She felt that they were too fake, constantly rolling her eyes at the matter before walking away from whatever group was telling them

Because she had witnessed a million more actual real life situations that were a million times worse than any scary story that anyone could come up with.

As much as you loved scary movies, stories and the like she couldn’t help but scoff letting out little laughs through the films as she did her best not to correct the things that were horribly wrong

She only put up with it because she loved you more than anything else in the world. At the beginning of your relationship she’d tried her best to guide you away from the obsession, but you had no plans of the like. Despite your true crime obsession, you always assured her that you would never pry into her work and if something you watched or heard turned out to be something she’d worked on, you’d immediately turn to something else while she was around and leave it out of the small talk when you caught each other up on your weeks.

When you’d met Tara you did your best to swap from true crime things to fictional, busying your time with horror films that were far from the truth, the paranormal, the cliched franchises and she very much appreciated that.

It was every October, like perfect clockwork she would come home from work to find you perched on the couch, gigantic bowl of popcorn in your lap with all the lights off while your eyes were practically glued to the television as the opening credits of a movie rolled across the screen.

The team had eaten on the jet, and you’d sent a text saying you’d had take out earlier, so she grabbed a glass of wine and despite not really wanting to know what you were watching, she did want to spend time with her girlfriend, so she slightly begrudgingly joined you on the couch.

A few moments in she made a comment that whatever you were watching had a weird vibe to it for a slasher film

“It’s not. It’s more thriller vibes. There isn’t an actual killer, person or spirit. It’s called Final Destination, there’s like six of them.”

“Okay…”

“Spoiler alert, the plane’s gonna blow up. And that kid” you pointed “is currently having a premonition about it and he freaks out, gets off the plane with like, five other kids, and then the plane does blow up. But they escaped their deaths so it’s like, death itself haunting them in bizarre accidents til it gets them all.”

“that’s fucking weird.”

You let out a little chuckle as Tara settled in next to you, an arm casually thrown over the back of the couch for you to nestle into her embrace. She started out scrolling through her phone, replying to a couple of last minute emails and texts but she found her attention being pulled to the television more and more as the movie went on, curious and curiouser as to how it was all going to end and what kind of wild deaths were about to occur.

By the end of it her complete attention was on the movie and you looked to her with a sly grin on your face. “you were paying attention”

“it was intriguing.” She shrugged, picking up her phone again as if to shake away your insinuation.

“you liked it….”

“i..just.. it’s a different take from the usual crap you watch. I don’t end up profiling through the whole movie or have to worry about ghosts slamming our doors in the middle of the night.”

“okay…” you laughed, moving from the couch to refill both of your wine glasses and returning to the couch.

“how many of these are there?” tara asked quietly as you nestled back in beside her under the blanket.

“six? Seven?”

She glanced to her watch and let out a sigh of defeat, “I guess we’ve got time for at least one more…”

“Yes!” you shriek, leaping towards her to pepper her face with kisses, “I knew that one day I’d find one you wouldn’t totally hate!”

“and you’re going to make me watch all seven every Halloween, aren’t you?”

“you know it babe!”

“god you’re lucky I love you”

“and I love you too.” You pressed a soft kiss to her lips before grabbing the remote and pressing play on movie number two.

That was exactly how a new tradition was born. The week of Halloween you’d watch one movie a night together, and then you’d swap over to the more family friendly Halloween movies that Tara preferred, ones with little to no killing. It was all the balance you needed to make autumn enjoyable all around by all parties.

She also got back at you hardcore by inviting Spencer over one of your solo movie nights, and naturally he spent the entire time going over statistics, likelihoods, profiling and calling out all the bullshit of the entertainment industry and things they got wrong.

By the end of that night you claimed that the Scream franchise was ruined, shooting a glare to Tara, returning the “you’re lucky I love you” sentiment from the year prior.

#tara lewis #tara lewis x reader #adarafaelbarbatrickortreatbingo #criminal minds #criminal minds fanfic

[rin-and-jade]

Hiii! I hope you had a great year or at least you had fun and felt that you're alive, safe and loved :) the holydays are coming and I cant shake the feeling that I must wish you a peaceful one :'D I hate holydays :')

So. I dont know if you can remember me. Im that person who's told you about all my struggles regarding studying and having issues with controlling my attention and how I couldn't manage to pass an exam bc of my dissociation/ time processing i think a year ago i've written you that message... (I managed to pass the second one and it was great actually) but I wanted to ask you something. If you have the knowledge and/ or experience of course. At first I must point out i've been diagnosed with bpd, I dont know if this is a trait of it or if its DID... but. im having trouble with identifying whether this kind of problem is among others with DID or if Im just strictly borderline (maybe its just denial) and so. is it something thats related to bordeline if im not seeing this personalities as being "present" as I am? Like, i cant say they have ever been there at least as always as long as I am most of the time. I feel like they are always just standing behind me looking after me but at the same time letting me doing all the work. Sure. there are times when some dude is taking over to do the physical chores or the dude whos taking over just to have fun and get drunk (she's here right now cuz im tipsy and tried to "have fun") or when im in nature the hippy one comes near just to show me how important it is just being alive and appreciating nature.... but I dont feel like they are some separeted beings from me. As I was saying, they let me do all the work. I happen sometimes to have emotional amnesia and doing things without having control but they arent here! Does it make sense? Sometimes they speak to me and try to make themselves understood but only in those moments when im not aware as though they're sneaky and trying to hide from me... I doesnt seem fair, thats all.. and im really trying to make peace with them and whenever the persecutor comes into action im telling him to go fuck himself and try to be a bully with somebody else not with the persons who suffered. I mean why doesnt he try to come when we actually need him? For example when somebody is mean to us and we need to stop let ourselves be the black sheep or even when we feel verbally atacked? So im trying to get reasonable with him at that part. But there arent any signs that they really exist... they are somewhere deep I cant acces anything. And im thinking. I must have a to much active imagination. I given my sorrows and anxieties names, personalities overall. I feel guilty bc I dont want to seem like a bad person just for trying to find out what is going on in my dissociated mind (i dissociate a lot. So much that i cant understand my current life).... I dont want to seem like i pretend that I am someone or more likely somebodies that I am not.

So to summerize this: is it something common to find yourself that you lack the life activity around you of your personalities? They are only coming when its something urgent like remembering stuff at work or something that puts us in danger for not being neurotypicals, or when we need to remember what we studyied, what our names is, or how old are we (dont even get me started we sometimes guess wrong :'). ) when we have stuff to do and I feel like shit and I cant handle. What do you think? Sorry for the long message Im only trying to figure this out. Maybe you'll have a clue what im talking about because im getting the feeling that im too drunk to write concise (also this is not my first language)

Im gonna sign with two initials so you'll know from now on if we ever have other questions to ask you with L. (shes always trying to help shes the flower power one) and E. (shes just plain bold and very brave at everything she does)

Again im wishing you a wonderful day/night and a peaceful holyday (　・ω・)♡♡♡♤♤♤

Wait.. i KNOW you, it’s the brisk break method i ever told because sometimes focusing for too long depletes people’s energy faster and some other tips! Im so glad you actually passed because I’ve been sat here thinking if theres a change in your studies after seeing your ask being answered.

Would you pour me a glass too here as i say some stuffs,, also im having a great holiday, merry xmas.

I would admit that when we talk about alternate personalities between BPD and DID, its bit hard to actually discern which is which because it’s broad and everyone has it uniquely (aka will never be the same, thus cannot rule out easily) so.. hm. I have a way to explain and guide to your conclusion:

These two mental conditions fall into the same dissociative spectrum with different severity, thus why it may have similarities and could even overlap which will be harder to tell which belongs to what. That being said, the similarities with these two would be: some level of identity separation/disconnection, has normal and emotinal amnesia, automatic responses by dissociating to keep oneself from danger, and some inconsistencies with yourself.

The difference settles on the severity, how its triggered, and what related symptoms are commonly associated with the disorder.

As a bpd holder i can clearly tell apart which is from the disorder or not; you will have some sense of alternation, with this it won’t be as bad and you are aware that it’s part of you (which not always the case for did) + it doesn’t necessarily involve a shift in age, worldview or how you see yourself physically and more limited to states, percievings, and feelings. The critics are also in first-person for e.g. “this is so fricking stupid of me to say __ before, why did i do that???” That won’t apply to did.

Thats for one, though i want to keep it short so in general i want to say that bpd is from “idk which version of me is the actual me and i have a hard time finding and sticking to an authentic one” while did is “idk who i am and i thought i like this which turns out untrue after a few hours and i barely have got a sense of myself which makes me get stumped whenever i got asked something” kind of thing.

Things that are more bpd related: have struggles maintaining relations, mood swingy, fear of abandonment, emotional impermanence, anxious, very susceptible to amygdala hijacking

Things that are more did related: shifted sense of time, significant memory gaps, problems with memory consolidation and recall, frequent dissociation, feeling out of body, feeling not like yourself, inconsistent preferences

I cannot vouch if this is a yes or no about the question, coming from a system myself. So i hope you can do a bit more digging and use my insight to further help you, also feel free to contact me via DMs if it’s stull confusing. For now, i advice you to read more resources and take my words into account,

See you later!

- j

#did #actually did #did community #did osdd #did system #sysblr #janswersask

[mashiee]

ISEN HEADCANKNS PLES

OKAY OKAY OKAY HEYAYAHAHHSHS

OKAY SO

amab genderfluid, pronouns are the opposite of whoever he's dating. (and since i love isemi, this means his pronouns are he/him to me sjsjsn).

if he was dating blyke isen's pronouns would be she/her or she/they bc blyke uses he/they to me

if isen is dating both blyke and remi, hed use they/them or she/he depending on what he wants

if hes dating someone who uses they/them or neopronouns hed use they/them

if hes dating two ppl using she/her and someone using he/him he'd also use he/him to even it out

considering them using edith when fem purely bc i love the name but that's probably not realistic

not out as genderfluid tho, he doesnt come out until the summer after his high school senior year

pansexual !

absolute simp

tbh too much horny but we'll pretend isen has rights and isnt horny on main

natrual hair color isnt orange OR black. its BROWN. which still means isen made the conscious choice to Both bleach and not bleach his hair. we wont talk about it

lots of moles (tbh sometimes i forget this one)

knows everything about everyone ever. you cannot get past him im sorry but u just cant. u think u have blackmail on him? try again

if not for the fact that he is afraid of him isen could have oneshot killed arlo by digging up Something about him

smh isen could have been calling the shots the joker arc could have been avoided all together

BUT NO

anyway moving on 😁

dog person as in he would own a dog but cat person as in his personality is more like a cat

overdramatic as fuck. would have been a theatre kid if not for his stage fright

speaking of frights, has clinical anxiety that quite often physically prevents him from doing things

but he shakes a lot bc of it so now he has a higher muscle mass 🤷

(yes this^ is a real thing you can ask me about it if youd like)

PERFECT LIAR AND ACTOR. IF HE DOESNT WANT YOU TO KNOW HES ACTING OR LYING, YOU WONT. IT DOESNT MATTER WHO YOU ARE

has way too many secrets and is also excellent at keeping secrets

also good at telling when ppl are lying or acting, takes one to know one yk

honestly he could have a fantastic villain arc but unfortunately (or fortunately?) his morals do not align that way

when he is fully grown he ends up as 6'2 idc idc

also has long hair when he grows up and its usually in a bun

hard to make him full actually angry, and its not a pretty sight

daydreams to cope

clinical ADHD but doesnt take meds for it

meme and vine encyclopedia but doesnt know shit about anything on tiktok

knows too much about random bullshit but still couldnt tell you remi or blykes birthday he has to have a calendar reminder a week before

would probably run some kind of gossip page because he just wants to know shit. call that irl lore

never knows whats going on in the moment but knows why its happening. he knows the lore not the actual story

once went to a halloween party dressed as shrek. there is nothing else to this one

loves capri suns

does weed and edibles. we all know he does

likes wearing long skirts and dresses occasionally but doesnt like short skirts or dresses or shorts or anything short actually

buff people. holy moly,,,, -isen

afraid of bugs

especially spiders

also will not ride in an elevator unless necessary. has the irrational fear the cord holding them up will snap and they'll plummet

afraid of being forgotten and/or left alone

doesnt like thunderstorms, they scare him

would make a fantastic sniper ✨

aside from the murder

so i guess no he wouldn't actually

would not be able to kill someone even to protect himself or someone else. not unless like he went thru something mind altering

paints his nails sometimes. why not. he can make them fun colors

#tw brief murder mention #i think thays all i have for right now!! #ill make a pt 2 later if i get/find/remember more #my posts #unordinary #headcanons #unordinary headcanons #unordinary isen #isen unordinary #tw murder #tw murder mention

[buntress]

HEHEHEHHEE YES OKAY OKAY SO

danny canonically (well, canon enough, it was a remark from the developers) has npd right. and I have hpd and bpd and they share a lot of symptoms, being cluster b personality disorders and all. so I can proudly say

that man has awful identity issues. he spent so long pretending to be other people for praise, attention and safety that he has no idea who "Danny Johnson" is at all. sometimes he isn't even sure he's actually human. he likely dissociates a lot. he only really thought about it a while after he got taken by the entity, seeing there isnt anything to do outside of trials hes likely been in his own mind most of the time.

he may act buddy-buddy with them as a sort of second nature but he's really insecure with himself and so manifests it as hatred for other killers. (it may also be the 'canon' reason ghostface players tend to be very chill with survivors, despite him being a misanthrope. he feels safer with them because he has the cloak of superiority and being a threat with them which he doesnt have with the killers ykyk) after all he's just an average guy with a knife and knowledge on stalking, hes not overly strong without the entity's help, or tall, or supernatural in any way. to him his "backstory" isnt even bad as any of the other killers, to him at least. (it definitely was, man was literally groomed to be a murderer by his dad. but your trauma never looks as bad as the other people's you know)

also hes FTM and was 3 years on T up until he got taken by the entity (his body time kinda paused after that so he didnt revert to being feminine dw). he still has a set of tits and a coochie because in his words "surgery recovery is a waste of time, it will get suspicious if ghostface goes silent for 6 whole months" :3 he's happy with his body though... mostly. anyway thats the reason he's always hunching during trials. cant wear a binder during a chase thatd be inconvenient (please imagine a ghostface coughing and wheezing and begging the survivors to wait for him now. thank you)

he's still silly, a little clumsy but its one of the things he's less insecure about tbh. an all serious ghostface is not fun and not what wes craven would want.

anyway I need him to get a therapist so bad. bbygirl dw you wont lose your spark the spark in question is you dissociating for hours at a time on your apartment bed having a barbie movie moment like "what was I made for..." therapy will help you babygirl I promi-

THESE ARE ALL SUCH FUCKING GOOD HEADCANONS OKOKOK SO

to share my own while i am at it Teehee (i love him so much)

I def agree on the dissociation and fucked up sense of identity, mans is a messed up lil fuck and def needs to go see an entity ordered therapist. I personally def put Danny on the aro spectrum (i dont think ace personally, aroallo moment imo) though i think more on the demi or greyaro side, and if any of the survivors are ever like, flirty he just stares at them and slowly shakes his head because oh no babygirl one thats a bad idea to try and do and two you are not the person my brain has made an exception for thats for fucking sure

(I'm demiromantic myself so I describe it like that bc im basically aromantic until my brain makes an Exception(tm))

Alsoalsoalso very down for him not being friends with the other killers bc hatred and lowkey jealousy but I think he looks at the legion kids and is like "Cool, I'm your uncle now." because they're the only ones like him at all, just normal dudes even smaller than he is because theyre basically just fucked up teenagers so he feels a slight kinship and he definitely doesn't play favorites at all (this is a lie Suzy is his perfect little baby and he goes full cool uncle mode with her 100% all the time)

Also Also because self shipping noises when/if a survivor or killer (im using survivor mostly bc that's where I see myself self insert wise) does catch his interest in a romantic he genuinely just fucking panics and doesn't know what the fuck to do about it. He fumbles with them a lot and suddenly most of his smooth and cool dude exterior? Gone. Vanished. Fumbling even more than usual and it makes him SO MAD so he just.......threatens them a lot and hooks them a lot because fuck you stop making me feel things i hate you but also please just like hold my hand or something what the fuck

When finally the survivor is like DUDE WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DAMAGE and blows up on his ass he's like IDK MAN YOU GIVE ME BIG FEELINGS AND I DON'T LIKE IT COULD YOU STOP MAYBE????

anyways when that shits sorted I imagine it being a mutual (healthy) obsession thing where Danny treats his partner like they're the entity incarnate and partner does similar for him and everyone is disgusted by it but at least everytime partner is around in trials he's nice to them so like they can't complain.

If it was a killer though they would become absolute terrors and no one would be safe ever. Skip through the moldy corn fields holding hands kinda shit. Absolute fucking idiots.

(Also at one point he tries to give partner a bouquet of flowers except it was like 4 dandelions and a leaf and he ate one of the dandelions)

Anyways I love Danny Johnson I am kissing him on the mouth

#gif warning #🗡️ :: personal #🗡️ :: asks #sorz for the infodump and answering 6 hours late i was talking to my qpp and being butch4twink

[its-a-human-person]

you know what time it is? character time! tell me about characters

i assume ur talkin about my own characters and in that case

oh boy do i have a rant for you

idk how keep readings really work but hopefully this does something because there is way too many words below the keep reading

AHHAHHAHAH my boy Mitch (he/him, 19) needs therapy (but so does pretty much every one of these characters); he has a baseball bat named Facebreaker and a boyfriend named Victor/Kain (they/she/fae/he, 20) and a boyfriend named Ennard (they/them, 21) and Ennard is the only one who actually has a car out of those three, but Mitch and some other friends share a car as well

and Mitch is in a ~band~ called ~the Pentagrams~ (they share the car) bc of course he is wow so original; it's with his friends Ginger (she/they), Tani (she/he), York (he/him), and Nel (it/they) and all of them either need therapy or doctor's appts or a shower or a break or some combination of those

York eats glitter sometimes and Ginger is a musical prodigy and Tani likes waffles and loves telling puns until Ginger shakes her head disapprovingly and Tani hates mushrooms and Nel needs a hug but also has its friends for said hugs so that's good

also Ginger and Tani are dating so that's fun

the five of them (Mitch, Tani, York, Ginger, & Nel) live in an apartment together bc of course they do also bc minimum wage and bc it makes funny situations that i can turn into ~entertainment~

so obv the Pentagrams are a found family bc of course they are, so about Mitch's bio family! he gots a mom, a dad, and a brother (his parents are divorced and he only really stays in contact with his brother bc he doesnt really like or respect either of his parents): his mom, Kiara (she/her, 47) is an inventor and engineer and possibly a lil off her rocker and definitely needs therapy bc ~backstory and stuff~; his dad, Jordan (he/him, 49) is a asshole and businessman and very much dickhead bc ~backstory and stuff~; his brother, Sammie (he/they, 16) is sweet and sarcastic and pretends not to care in front of some people but cares so so much and is essentially the only person Kiara has left bc (say it with me) ~backstory and stuff~ so fun!

SAMMIE MY BOY is a femboy and frickin slays and cares so so much about Mitch & Kiara and his friends and ahghhghgh and hes just tryna get Mitch's approval while also being forced to grow up too fast

ahghhghg basically all of my characters either had to grow up too fast, were sheltered from growing up too fast by someone who had to grow up too fast, or refused to grow up

back to the Pentagrams bc i have to rant briefly more about them now: Nel sometimes goes nonverbal and yeah it is my child but uh idk if its autistic but it probably is (this assessment is coming from a self-diagnosed autistic)

SPEAKING OF AUTISTIC CHARACTERS MORE ABOUT KIARA: she cannot people. like she tries to but uh it does not work. when she tries to interact with people she always ends up accidentally doing things she shouldnt be doing or saying the wrong things or misinterpreting things or overthinking things and stuff and yea. this woman does not and probably never will understand people. she's been called selfish and rude and oblivious and stupid because of all this cuz she was never like officially diagnosed with autism but she probly has it. also also she probly has ocd bc everything in her lab's gotta be a certain way, and if it isn't, she has a breakdown till she can fix it, so nobody was allowed in her lab for literal decades until ~the accident~

there is so so much more i could rant about so if u want more on specific characters/characters' backstories i could absolutely go in depth :))

#long post #ask #anon ask #oc rant #tw divorce #tw ocd mention #lemme know if i should add any other tws #oc talk #queer ocs

[lolawassad]

ahhh thank you so much!! could i please request a marcus smut with a younger, slightly chubby reader? like the plot is that they’re sneaking around the store and trying not to let people know, but someone sees them. maybe with a breeding kink as well? thank you so so much, your writing is immaculate and i love it so much! 😫😫

Honk yeah! Reader is 19, marcus his actor is 51?!? But lets just pretend marcus is 23. Reader is chubby and 5'7, marcus is 6'2

ALSO THANK YOUU:) was kinda tempted to like write the person catching them to join in, but if you want a part two with that happening please feel free to request. Also is kinda short im sorry!

MINORS DNI smut daddy kink ;) some angst for jonah

Marcus white x reader

3rd pov

You sneakily look over at marcus who was already staring at you before he nods his head to the warehouse that he probably cleared out

You turn to cheyenne who smiles, shes the only one who knows about you and marcus "go on ill cover" she says

You walk past garrett who smiles at you "hey pretty where you going?" He asks "oh gotta check something in the warehouse" you lie with a smile

Garrett just smirks, having figured it out already, he makes eyecontact with cheyenne and they both smile happy for their friend

Before you enter the warehouse jonah walks up to you "hey y/n" he says with a smile and a hand to the back of his neck "i was wondering if" he starts but marcus cuts him off

"Oh hey y/n you uh here for that skin stuff?" He asks "oh hey jonah man didnt see you" he says punching his shoulder

"Oh i was actually just gonna ask y/n something" jonah says looking between you two "i was wondering if you wanted to maybe get some drinks with me? Maybe?" Jonah stutters out

"bro you didnt know?" Marcus asks jonah "y/n totally has like a scary giant boyfriend, beat up a guy once for looking at her" he says

Jonah's head snaps to me his eyes filled with concern "that doesnt sound healthy y/n do you need help getting out of it?" He asks but you shake your head "no, marcus is being dramatic, he just told the guy off" you say with a glare to your boyfriend

"Oh okay! Thank god, because i would worry if you where dating someone who was so possesive" jonah says before pointing to garrett "garrett needs me so im gonna" and runs off

Marcus pulls you into the warehouse, his hands wrap around your waist and he pushes you against a table "god do i wanna punch that guy" he says before lifting you up so your on top of the table, him between your legs

"Im gonna fucking take you right here, i dont care who sees or who hears, you are mine. Might just have to fuck a baby into you so everyone knows you belong to me" marcus says while leaving wet kisses on your throat

His hands go under your skirt and pull off the shorts you have on under, he slides your panties to the side and taking out the vibrator he put in your cunt this morning, to tease you during work

He quickly pulls down his overalls and pulls his cock out, he slides it into you making you moan "god daddy" he stops

"D-daddy?" He sputters out, you blush and look away "im sorry it just came out" you say and go to get away but he lifts you up with ease, his hands digging into your soft waist, your legs wrapping around his waist

"You want daddy to fuck you huh? You want daddy to fuck a baby into you?" He asks while bouncing you in his arms

You mewl "yes please, i wanna make you a dad, daddy" you confess making him growl, he lays you back down on the table and rips your tanktop down revealing your tits to him, he starts pounding into you, his hand wraps around your throat and his other hand goes to your clit

"Y/n? Marcus?" A shocked voice asks "what the hell?"

#marcus x reader #superstore x reader #superstore #marcus white x reader

[mystic-sky]

One shot wherein the s/o of Gojo Satoru gets injured trying to protect him and brought to the hospital but doesnt die. With a mountain of angst pls. 🥺👉🏽👈🏽

Word Count: 1.6k

16-year old Satoru had never known much about compassion, or any crucial emotions that would’ve paved the way for him to be a brilliant jujutsu sorcerer, through and through.  He lived life as he went, nonchalant and never dispatching empathy in the moments it mattered most. You appeared like wildfire, ringing out so many emotions from him all at once. You were placed on his team without warning, and he felt like you were just another nuisance for him to have to pretend to worry about. You were undeniably cute though, which was the only reason he ever made conversation with you from time to time. But even though he flirted with you, he was always sure to remind you that he was always better, stronger and more talented. 

One day, to his surprise, you gave him a piece of your mind when he tried to pursue you. You told him to learn some manners, some compassion, and to come back when he wasn’t an asshole. You expressed that he was arrogant, and all but so many people would tolerate him the way some teachers and his so called “team mates” did.

“No ones going to fall in love with you for real if you keep being a jerk.”

That was when he first learned of rejection. He was so used to having everything he wanted. It didn’t register in his brain the first time that you didn’t like him. He picked on you more because of it, unfortunately. You were thick skulled, and headstrong. You were charming for someone who started out so weak. He watched as you worked hard, and never asked for help from him or Suguru, or Shoko unless it was for the sake of the mission at hand. You were extremely talented. Just a late bloomer.

He asked you why you became a sorcerer one day, much to your surprise. You explained it to him and from that day on, he wasn't so much of an asshole towards you. He’d learned of admiration, but considering he was so cocky, he never did tell you that. Instead, he went from saying things like “Leave this to us” to “I’ll leave this to you.”

Maybe you do or don’t realize that he finally acknowledges you as strong, but you do know talking to him was 40% more bearable when you reached your third year of high school.

That same year, you lose someone who was close to you. You had no control over it. The way it happened, the result was inevitable. It had nothing to do with weakness or being in the wrong place at the wrong time. There are some outcomes in life that are meant to happen- and no one is ready for it. All he knows is that he didn’t like how it made you feel. He couldn’t give you a rebuttal on how it was possibly yours or someone else’s shortcomings that fated such a thing to happen. Instead, you both sat on the steps of the school long past curfew, sharing ice cream while he watched you cry. Neither of you spoke. For the first time in his life, he had nothing to say. He also knew he shouldn’t leave you there. He hoped his silence and presence would convey something, along with the free ice cream. This was the night Satoru learned sympathy.

He never wanted you to feel that way ever again. He became a bubbly force, always in your face. He smothered you with activities, sweets, things that became memories to deter you from your loss, and somehow amongst it all, you forgot that you hated him.

Some years had gone by. You'd become a fine jujutsu sorcerer, with the help of Satoru and so many others. You’d acknowledged him as a friend and possibly something more due his flirtatious personality. He had became someone who filled the void of the person you lost, showing you that life does in fact go on.

“It took you way too long to kill that thing,” he rolled his eyes. “Aren’t you a special grade jujutsu sorcerer? Get it together (Name).” 

He playfully scolded you. “You literally stood there and watched me do all the work.” Your clothes were stained of blood, but you weren’t bothered entirely. You were looking for something to wipe your hands with, shaking them violently at the ground.

“What can I say, you’re truly a site to behold.” He winked, dwindling a handkerchief in front of you. The flutter in your chest was erratic. 

“Nonetheless, I knew you could do it. I was just here for moral support.” He grinned, patting you on the head.

“Satoru,” You say, turning towards him and sheathing your weapon. “You’re really important to me. You’ve had my back since we went to Jujutsu Tech and then some. I don’t think I’ve ever said thank you for always being there for me.”

“So, thank you.” You say, offering him the warmest smile and making his heart skip a beat. He hadn’t known what to say. You hadn't ever put him on the spot like this before, which is what it made it so easy for him to be around you. You never praised him for anything, yet here you were thanking him, smiling at him like you loved him or something-

Did you? He wondered. He didn’t undertsand what it was he felt when he started to ponder the idea of you loving him. You never once complimented him on his looks, nor had you ever reciprocated his flirtations. And here he was, actively being your friend because he admired your character. He didn’t even know himself anymore.

“Stop staring at me like that and say you’re welcome.” You sass, breaking him out of his thoughts. “You’re freaking me out.”

“We’re friends. You don’t have to thank me for that.” He said cockily, getting right back in character. That night, he realized what it meant to love someone.

He got home and laid in bed, trying to draw the line in his head between how he loved you and how he loved kikufuku. Then he tried depicting the differences between his bromance with Geto Suguru and his friendship with you. He knew he liked being around you, and whatever goals in life he would eventually pursue- he wanted you to be there too.

You never once made it obvious that you liked him back in any sort of way, and it ticked him off. He would spend some days doing everything in his power to get a reaction out of you, even a kabedon, to which you burst out laughing in response. Satoru had never actually experienced true defeat until that moment. You had became one of the most precious things in the world to him, but he thought you were so dense and oblivious it pained him. He wanted to give up on pursuing you, but no one else in his entire life had ever made him feel anything. All these emotions he discovered were extensions and results of you allowing him to integrate himself into your life during your darkest moment. You had thanked him for being there; he wanted you to say so much more.

So when you leapt in front of him, coughing up blood in his direction and shielding his body, there wasn't a reason he could summon for it. What made him feel sick to his stomach is how you managed to smile whilst being impaled by the horns of the curse behind you. The rough taste of iron plagued your tongue and blood plopped from your lips and down your chin.

He caught your body with one arm, cradling you, before using his free hand to clutch the creature’s skull. He smashed it instantly, blood spattering all around your bodies. 

“Why did you do that?” He found himself panicking. He knelt down, stripping himself of his shirt and attempting to suppress the bleeding. “You’re not weak and you’re not stupid- why?!”

“Because, Satoru, I love you.” You say through blurry eyes. He’s petrified. Satoru Gojo did not know loss or grief. He was sure to feel it if you died right there in his arms. He already killed the curse that fatally attacked you. If you died, what would his purpose beyond that be? The only thing he hadn’t done yet was tell you he loved you. He knew in that moment that he loved you. But before the words could fall from his lips, your body went limp in his lap.

“No...” He took hold of you, immediately teleporting to the nearest hospital. If you died, he would blame it on his own incompetence. He’d flaw himself for this moment alone and take responsibility. He found himself praying to whatever God there might be, begging them to spare your short lived life. Not without him saying it back.

After multiple surgeries and blood transfusions, the doctors had informed him you were going to live, but recovery would take some time. Your cursed ability was able to delay the blood loss and neutralize a bit of the damage just before it became entirely fatal. He was thankful, the most he’s ever been for anything.

“I told you, you’re not weak,” he stared down at your comatose body. “You may make stupid decisions. But you’re not helpless.”

His voice cracked a bit whilst saying this, as he knelt beside you. He would stay with you endlessly through your recovery no matter how long it took. Nothing else mattered.

He was going to tell you that he loves you too.

#gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo sensei #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk angst #jjk fluff

[words-for-holland]

Always Yours

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Sometimes dating a celebrity is hard...but Tom & Y/N have always said no matter what happens they could get through anything. Some angst but a lot of fluff.

A/N: So sorry for leaving yall hanging! Life is just crazy right now and this blog needs a lot of TLC tbh!! Also ehh I def dont think this was my best work but enjoy?

“Oof” Y/N lets out as she plops on to her boyfriend who was lying comfortable on the couch. Tom groaned at the impact with a cheeky smile on his face, his arms instantly wrapping around Y/N’s frame.

“Y’know..there are empty seats right there.” The soft brown-eyed boy gestured with the flick of his thick head as Y/N raises her eyes looking down at him, pretending to be slightly offended.

“Oh I see how it is then. It’s cool...Ill just cuddle with Tessa instead. I know she would welcome me with open arms instead of—” As she slowly starts getting off his chest, Tom is quick to pull her back in, securing her with his strong arms. “No baby, I was just kidding. I want you right here, and Im never letting you go.” he pleas.

The only thing Y/N could manage was letting out a fit of giggles into his chest, a sound that Tom adored and would do absolutely anything to hear every minute of every day. They stay like this for a while enjoying the feeling of each other as they both run their hands into each others hair, the feeling of their chests moving up and down, the subtle thumps of their heartbeats, and the little slips of adoration that came out of their mouths. It was peaceful. A moment that nobody could really take a way because it was theirs.

Y/N casually pulls up her phone, and scrolls through Twitter when she noticed a particular tweet on her timeline. Her eyebrows furrow, as she read the 160 character message.

Why Tom Holland Should Be With Aaliyah Cole and Dump Y/N: A Thread.

She knew it wasnt a good idea to open up the thread. She knew very well that everything within the shallow string of tweets would be a complete waste of her time because it was made up by fans who just wanted to satisfy their fantasy of shipping Tom with his co-star. Who can blame them? They always had great chemistry, but it was part of the job and thats all it would ever be.

“You’re awfully quiet.” Tom murmurs, as he places soft kisses at the crown of her head. “Whats going on?” She was lucky her phone was facing away from Tom, quickly closing the app and pretending to be on one of her many tabs in Safari.

“Mmm..nothing.” Y/N lies softly, a tight-lipped smiled plastered on her face.

“Absolute bullocks. Youre not a very good liar.” He chuckles. “Tell me darling. Whats on your mind?”

Y/N rolls her eyes in response. She’s heard that comment one too many times in her life from everyone shes known. After not giving it much thought, she gives in, sighing heavily. “Dont judge me for what Im about to say.”

“Mmm...I think it might depend on wha— Ow” Tom reacts as he playfully rubs the side of his chest that Y/N hit. “Okay too soon for jokes. Go on.”

Again, Y/N sighs as she props herself up. “Its just ... well a lot of your fans keeps talking about wanting you to get with Aaliyah.” She looks down trying not to make eye contact with Tom, who she’d imagine was looking at her with annoyance.

Tom rolls his eyes at the ridiculousness. Not so much at Y/N but the fact that some of his fans just didnt want to accept the fact that he was happy with Y/N. If it had to come from his mouth to stop the stupid rumors and give his girlfriend peace, then hed gladly yell it from the rooftops for everyone to hear. “Thats it Im making a statement about it.”

Y/N’s eyes widen in fear, scrambling to prevent him from grabbing his phone on the table next him. “No no no no.” She repeatedly declines. “You’ll only make it worse.”

“Darling, Im not going to stand here and watch you get all insecure because of their delusional ship.”

“Yeah well Im not gonna be the reason your fans hate me because Im getting in the way of your friendship with Aaliyah Cole.” She fires back.

Tom was ready to open his mouth only to be cut off once again. “And you know better. That is how your fans will always see it.”

“Okay, are you done?” He calmly asked, cautiously observing her. Rarely did Y/N ever get worked up about anything, but when she had her tangents, Tom always made sure she got off everything she needed to say before he becomes her voice of reason.

“Yeah, I guess.” she says feeling defeated. “Look its whatever and Im tired, can we just let this go and forget this whole conversation even happened?”

Tom was unconvinced, but didnt want to push her further. So reluctantly, he gave in and wrapped his arms around Y/N as they both tried to lull themselves to sleep.

***

Y/N wasnt sure how she ended up in the Tube. It was strange how the lights flickered off the rusted tile floor. The train was no where to be seen, but off to the side of the railroads was pitch black, she could hardly see beyond. To her right she noticed herself standing in the corner of the room, and to her surprise Aaliyah was there. Her milk chocolate kissed skin, and fashionably long frizzy hair dropped down past her shoulders. Her figure long and poised, as she wore a rain jacket and sweats. An outfit only she could pull off and make it look like she was a model for Vogue. Aasliyah smiles brightly at Y/N.

“Hey Y/N.” She says cheerfully as a genuine friend would.

To Y/N’s surprise she greeted her back in the same tone. “Hey Aaliyah...uhh whats going on?” Y/N wasnt sure if she wanted the answer of how they both ended up in the Tube or if she truly wanted to know how her day went.

“Well Im getting ready to present at the Oscars.” She replies, a smile plastered as if she was so excited about it, almost too excited like she was keeping a secret.

“Really? Oh my god, that’s amazing! Im so proud of you Aaliyah! Who are you taking?”

Aaliyah pauses for a few moment looking back and forth, making sure no one else was around. “Okay can you keep a secret?” She whispered.

Y/N nods her head slowly, not having the slightest clue of what was going on. “Im taking Tom. I think he really likes me, and well...I like him too! Do you think maybe I should ask him when we go?” Aaliyah asked genuinely. It was almost like she had no recollection of Y/N and Tom being a couple. “I think we would look good together. Everyone is already making rumors and ships about us.”

Y/N backs aways lowly only to bump into a broad figure. As she turns around she sees Tom, emotionless and almost sad. “Y/N.” He speaks out. “I dont think this is going to work out. Im leaving you.”

Y/N’s heart quickens, and her breaths become shorter as she tries to find a way to run. Running and running into the darkness, until all she could hear was Tom’s faint voice calling out her name.

***

“Y/N! Y/N! Baby wake up please.” Tom cries as he gently shakes his girlfriend from her disturbed sleep.

Quickly Y/N opens her eyes and clutches on to Toms hoodie firmly. Back home, and in Toms arms. It was a dream was all she thought. A sigh of relief escaping from her mouth.

“Darling...” he speaks softly, worried about his girlfriend. “Are you okay?”

Y/N looks up at him and nods frantically. “Mmm..bad dream.”

“Yeah it seemed like it. You were so frightened...I was scared. What happened?” He’s looking at her, trying to read her saddened eyes, wanting to desperately understand what scared her so he could make it all go away for her.

Y/N looks down at her fiddling hands, as she sits on the couch. “I uhh...” she lets out a chuckle, thinking of the ridiculousness of it all. “I uhh...dreamed about Aaliyah going to the oscars and saying how she loved you and how you two are perfect for each other. When I turned around I saw you but you werent happy and said you were leaving me.”

Tom doesnt say a word, all he could think about was how sorry he felt to put Y/N in this position. Though both of them knew, It wasnt Toms fault, or anyone’s for that matter. Feelings are feelings and that was okay. No human being was ever born perfect and without insecurities.

Y/N always tried to be a good sport with situations like this knowing every shippers theory and evidence were hardly ever true, but at some point there was only so much she could take before it all came out like an oil spill. Maybe it was a sign that she wasnt good enough to be with Tom if half of his fanbase thought this way as well.

Tom cradled her into his arms again, holding her tightly and kissing the top of her head. “Darling, I know youre still doubting yourself about all of this, but please believe me when I tell you that I love you so so much and no matter what happens...Im always yours.” He whispers gently in her ear. “It was only a dream and these ridiculous rumors and theories are just that. No one woman in the world could ever make me feel the way I feel for you.”

Y/N blinks softly, as she stares into space. Afraid and in a weird way ashamed, its funny how something so small and so minimal could affect her self-esteem so greatly. Tom gently brings her head up, so her eyes can meet his. He rolls his thumb on the bottom of her soft lips. “Hey, I love you.” Tom smiles.

Time stopped for the both of them the moment Y/N looked into his eyes, she felt safe. All the bad words and thoughts slowly disappear. Tom was right, none of the things that anyone said about their relationship mattered. She knew Tom loved her, and how much she truly loved him. Isnt that enough? Of course not. It was more than enough. A smile slowly forming on Y/N’s face. “Theres that smile I love so much.” He comments.

“Im sorry, for being such a —”

“No. Its okay. You have a right to feel the way you did.” He picks up her hand and leaves a gentle kiss.

“I love you so much Tom.” She says pressing her lips to his. “I dont deserve you.”

“Darling, its me that doesnt deserve you. Im always yours.” Tom proclaims as he kisses her back.

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