#he's 11 he's heard worse from his dad lmao

[the-darkdragonfly]

WIP Word Tag Game

tagged by: @hollyethecurious (Thank you, lovie!)

rules: find your given words in your WIPs and post a snippet containing the words, then tag others with their own sets of words :)

my words: Water (LMAO), hand(s), and glance

Hello darling! Thank you for the tag. These are three of my favorite words!

Water

Tempest, Chapter 9

They sat facing each other a long while, parchment between them, until Emma shivered from the chill of the dying fire, the water from the bath, long cold, cast glittering shadows on the ceiling as the flicker of the candles she had lit hours before burned low in their tapers. Killian had stood, chest bare with his wrist still free of the brace which he’d worn for centuries, and carefully pulled the sheet tighter around her shoulders- I’ll be right back, love- leaving the door standing ajar as he called down the stairs for more firewood, his hair a wreck from the hand that had been running through the strands all evening since she’d told him the once veiled truth of who she really was.

A Trick of the Light, Chapter 11

“Do you think my dad knows we’re gone, and that he needs to feed the chickens and Saoirse?” 

“Aye, but I fear he might not survive the experience.”

“He fought a dragon.” Emma quipped, raising her nose slightly in the air, as if navigating her beast of a horse was the same as simply conquering a dragon. 

“But he’s never faced an irritable, Emma-less Saoirse,” Killian yawned, stretching carefully to not dislodge the slumbering child on his chest, Liam’s cheek resting on the carefully folded shirt Emma had given him before heading quietly to the bath, the milk-scented cloth lulling their son into the same quiet sleep that had worked for their daughter only a few years earlier. 

She hummed, a miffed sort of sound, and continued to press the water from her hair while it hung like liquid gold in the candlelight.

“I cannot wait for tomorrow night; I won't take my pillow for granted ever again.” 

Killian chuckled- I’ve slept on worse, but I have also slept on better- eyes closing briefly  before glancing down at the sleeping baby- I should put him to bed.

“You said that half an hour ago.” 

“I know I did.” 

He made no effort to move, Liam’s small hands curled through the hair on his chest, a painful familiar feeling he had relished for the first time again when Liam had rested against his heart in the quiet of the night as a newborn, Emma mercifully asleep beside them in the moonlight.

Blacksmith WIP

OMG I DON'T HAVE 'WATER' IN THIS WHOLE WIP????

WHO EVEN AM I????

*starts writing furiously*

Hand(s)

Tempest, Chapter 9

“Because I lied to you” 

“You didn’t lie to me, love.” 

“I didn’t tell you the truth, that’s the same thing really, isn’t it?” 

“Aye, well, what was it you were supposed to say, Emma? Revealing yourself would have been foolish and you know that; out of the clutches of one pirate into another.” 

“I do not and have never considered myself to be ‘in your clutches’, Killian,” she huffed, gracing him with a stern look before continuing.” But you are right, I was afraid.” 

He nodded, hand covering the scars on his wrist, a vulnerability he hadn’t allowed before. 

“I was afraid of you at first, worried about what would become of me if you knew,” she continued and his heart clenched painfully, “but,” she reached out slowly, resting tentative fingers on top of his own, waiting for his gaze to meet hers. “Then I was afraid you would send me away. Send me back.” 

A Trick of the Light, Chapter 11

“No one knows where Arthur is.” 

“Correct.” 

“No one knows what happened to Merlin.” 

“Correct.” 

“No one has seen or heard from Lancelot in ‘they can’t remember how long’.” 

“Correct again, love.” 

A small hand appeared beside Killian’s elbow and he leaned down to nip gentle at the wiggling fingers, the hand disappeared at the same time as Hope’s manic giggling broke the comfortable quiet from beneath the wooden frame before her small hand reappeared, trying again. Killian smiled and pressed a slice of apple into her waiting palm- what do we say, lovie?- and her voice floated up to them amid the crunching of her treat- t’anks, daddy. 

Emma grinned wickedly at him for a moment and he narrowed his eyes at her- no, Swan, don’t- before she flicked her hair, correcting him as she usually did- Jones- and tucking the inevitable daddy comment away for future yielding. 

Blacksmith WIP

But the tale was just that, a dreary bedtime story told to children on cold evenings in hope of imparting an appreciation for their family. It was a tale beloved by orphaned girls, thinking they might be the lost princess, and perhaps their fate could be changed in some way. 

But while curses indeed existed, there was no witch powerful enough in any realm who could cast a curse so dark and powerful as to remove the memories from an entire kingdom.

It was just that; a fairytale. 

Alice would not be convinced, however, and for the past fortnight she had been coming home from the small street of shops north of the docks- did you remember bread today, Starfish?- spinning tales of a woman who was the lost princess, with golden hair and sea glass eyes- you are quite the poet, Lovie- and how he needed to rescue her. 

She’d watch him with large hopeful eyes, and he’d kiss her forehead and tell her that while it was a lovely thought, a blacksmith had no business running around rescuing princesses. And she would be quiet for a while, fingernails scratching lightly on the hand planed surface of their table- you rescued me, Papa- she had whispered and tore his heart from his chest with the conviction in her voice. 

Glance {I had to use 'glanced'}

Tempest, Chapter 9

“Did he hurt you?” 

She shook her head, hand rising to cover the now unmarked skin the careless blackheart had likely bruised as he pushed her towards the monster curled in the depths of her castle. 

“He said I had magic. That the creature with the claws and the gold skin was his father and only my magic could save him. Free him.” 

The nausea grew and expanded as if it were talons clutching at his heart. 

“What was his name, love?” Hot fury curled into the pit of Killian’s stomach. 

She glanced up, confused for a moment- the young man, what did his father call him?- watching the need for vengeance sweep across his dark features.  

“Baelfire.” 

A Trick of the Light, Chapter 11

“How will they get home?” 

“There are beans,” he let her go for a moment to dig through the pocket on his great coat, holding a translucent bean between his fingers, “not many, mind, but enough to get Fiona and Alec home again.”  

Emma nodded, eyes locked on the small object between his fingers, remembering another time when he held such an item out in front of her, the bars of the cell beneath the ghost of a castle cold against her palms as she begged him not to go. Not leave them; leave her. She’d opened her mouth, fingers reaching towards the bean as he let it fall into his palm, but he’d turned from her then, tears in her eyes. But the memory disappeared as quickly as it had come, the bean he tipped into her palm warm from his body and she glanced up to him as he stilled beside her before continuing to speak, his face solemn and careful. 

He’d promised he would try.  

“And,” Killian took a breath, “Henry.” 

Blacksmith WIP

He closed the door to keep the room as warm as possible, it would be winter soon and his supply of firewood would need to be replenished. He’d been terrified beyond measure that they would freeze to death that first winter at the cottage, the fireplace in his room always stoked to keep away the chill, Alice’s small bassinet pulled as close as he dared to the hearth in order to keep her as warm as possible.

He’d slept with her on his chest for the first few weeks away from their prison, until a shopkeeper had gasped dramatically and told him of the dangers of co-sleeping. And while he didn’t think he would roll over and hurt his child, it terrified him enough to place her in her own bed from then on. 

Killian placed the lantern on the small table near the fireplace, crouching to place another handful of split logs onto the flames, before rising to glance out the window at the rain running like rivers down the glass. He’d chosen this cottage for several reasons, but the view of the sea, which capped waves crashing against the rocky shore in the distance, is what had made it feel like home. 

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That was fun! Now I need to get to work!

Tagging @sailtoafarawayland, @veryverynotgoodwrites (since I haven't spoken to you ladies in FOREVER!), and @donteattheappleshook (hehehe) with Night, Breath(e) and Watch

#wip game #ask game #word search game

[redamity]

Do you ever just look up sometimes lmao.

No content warnings this time. This is Chapter 1. Last was prologue.

Musume had scrambled to her room, afraid of the world around her. Perhaps she should’ve stayed inside. Perhaps she could have avoided this. No.. would things have played out the same? Would it? Would it?

“Lady Musume, it seems it’s unsafe to remain here” Her butler said, who had been watching the outside from the windows. “What are the actions you wish to take?”

What could she do? She was only a little girl. Almost 11 years old. “I— Mama… My mom… My dad… I don’t know… I want them… I want to be held.” she cried to her pillow, as if nobody was there. “.. please. Please…” She whimpered further. “Please just make everything like it was yesterday.. before now. Please..”

“Lady Musume, if you keep staying awake, you’ll only feel worse. In the morning, we can discuss it further, okay?” The butler comforted the young lady, who had begun to hide under the blankets, away from the world.

“I’m so scared… I’m so scared..” She cried more. “I wish.. I wish…”

What were they going to do.. Musume had slowly begun to fall asleep, even as the day pressed on. The butler knew little of what to act with. He left the room of which Musume slept, and wandered the empty halls.

He peered at the outside world, listening to screams and cries of death. Things would not last long. There is little left they could do here. After all… the candidates were all so young. They needed time.

Could he perhaps create a barrier? This could not keep the angelic forces out, but it could create time for everyone to settle down.

What if they returned to where he once lived? That option was risky: as a human girl, Musume lacked the necessary means to survive there. War would still rampage, regardless.

Eventually, Musume woke up, and caught the butler as he wandered the halls. “Cube, why are you going around? We’re.. I’m scared.. they’re going to kill us! And they’re going to kill me… and they already… mama… dad..” She sniffles.

He couldn’t tell her why, or she may be worried. That was his biggest concern. “Don’t worry about what’s going on, my lady.” He assures. “I need you to rest. When you wake up, I’ll be there, and everything will be better. I promise you that.”

“Ok.” Musume said, before throwing her head on Cube’s shoulder. “I want to not wake up in the morning… please wake me up in the morning, like you always do...”

She then walked back to her room, the first time she would sleep for a whole day.

As the sun began to set on this war-driven world, Cube had an epiphany. Time is what they need, but this world is unsafe.. some sort of incubator like world. He was on the right track before but…

The non-magic world! Surely, that would be safe! He’s heard of tales of beings sent there to be calmed down when too dangerous, so surely, they have no interest in the war. A perfect place for the young princess to hide! Was it totally safe?… Truthfully, he did not know.

But what he did know was of someone who might be willing to raise the girl. Someone who also took refuge.

But he can’t go yet. Not until the moon’s light shines both in this world and that. If it would. If it didn’t… then he and Musume may be as good as dead. And he can’t break what he promised to Musume— if he had to, he’d die for any promise to be fulfilled.

As nighttime crept closer, Cube guarded the girl’s bedside, awaiting for that perfect angle. Panic set into his mind, especially as the calls of “Men, Fire!” rang from outside.

Just as an arrow landed in the room, and the flames started to lick at the carpet, the moon reflected its light onto Musume’s bed. This, Cube hypothesized, was the ticket. The light of the moon (with some help) spiraled and weaved itself around Musume, and she began to glow.

Acting fast, he took hold of the girl, and effectively leapt from the window, towards the moon. In his arms, Musume’s memories of her family, her war-torn world, and her own self slipped from her consciousness.

Not only was Musume in his arms, but the moonlight itself had been caught. This magical essence was crucial in his plan, with the power to do so much as anything if one is smart in using it. The moonlight already felt as if it was burning away the memories of the world— it was taking a fair bit to resist letting go of Cube’s own memories. He worried that Musume, too, may hold on to memories.

That representative from earlier watched from above. So did many of the soldiers. “Sir Alfort! That shining beacon— the fifth princess is being taken by it, in the arms of a dark entity! Should we fire?”

The representative (who was named Alfort, apparently) shook his head. “They are escaping. Taking refuge I presume. The fifth princess is neutralized as far as I am concerned. She won’t last long in another world.”

He then turned to Gateau. The man who murdered people casually, as if second nature. “Gateau. I wish for you to keep an eye on her. Exterminate her, leave her be, I don’t care. If she tries to return here though…” Alfort made a cutting motion. “I assume you’re aware.”

But Musume, who was up in the sky, hanging from the arms of her savior, was blissfully unaware of what transpired below. She was, truthfully, unaware of anything. Barely even her own name.

….

The town of Himemiya was a quiet one. Nothing out of the ordinary, not today, not tomorrow. A town with little change in weather, however, today it rained with the force of ten men.

It was early morning. A hero of many years past was alerted by a knock on the door. Not today, they thought, afraid. They had pursued a life of work, and even managed a nice quiet life. Nobody came by. So why today?

Cautious, they gently opened the door, and on the other side were two small children. No, not two small children— a little human girl and a little demon boy. The girl appeared unconscious.

“Brave warrior.” The demon spoke. “Please, let us inside. This girl will surely die if you do not.”

Reluctant, they opened the door further, allowing the boy to put the girl on a couch, and for he and the former warrior to sit in the dining area.

“I formally apologize for bringing the world you fled from back to you. I am called Cube, and the girl with me is Lady Musume. I bring with me both the lady and a request.” The boy explained, looking directly at the hero. “She must remain here, in this world. I wish that you treat her as your own daughter. Nothing more than such.”

The hero was confused, then laughed. “Ah. I see. I must be hallucinating. There’s no way that I’m being given a child…” They laugh. “Maybe I’m in some sort of drunken stupor. Well.”

Cube looks to the resting Musume, then back to the hero. “I’ll say it clearly, unmistakably: You’re not dreaming, this is very much real.” He says, concerned. “Brave warrior, have you become an alcoholic?”

“No.” The hero responds adamantly. “It’s simply hard to believe—“ They then realized something, taking a better look at Cube. “Hold on- wait a minute, aren’t you a child too?”

Embarrassed, Cube looked upward. “Well— actually— the thing is— it’s complicated.” He stammers, before looking back. “But are you going to raise Lady Musume? An entire world, no, many worlds depend on this!”

The hero pauses, takes a sip of water, and then points to Cube. “Yeah, sure, whatever, but what are you going to do then?” They ask, suspicious.

“I’m— going to be what I’ve been before to her! Her butler, er, housekeeper? I’m unsure of the term in this world..” Cube says, matter-of-factly. “Surely you expected this?”

“No, actually. I’m not sure having someone of your stature serve as a servant is exactly.. smiled upon in Himemiya.” The hero retorts. “I suspected you would’ve posed as her relative or something, seeing as you’re around the same height. You even look like you’re her age.”

This angered Cube. But not to a point where it was visible. “Do— do I really look that..short?” He nervously chuckled, trying to cool off the unwanted rage. “If you— say so. Your name, by the way… you haven’t changed it, yes? Master Uchino, I presume?”

Uchino put a finger to Cube’s mouth. “No no.” They said, smiling initially. “I don’t want to get in trouble for you. If people catch wind of me having a child servant, I will lose my job. But I’ll agree to the conditions, except…” Their smile quickly shifted into a heavy frown, even reaching across the table to grab Cube and lift him from the chair.

“If you do anything to endanger my comfortable life… I don’t care if Musume is on her deathbed, I will send you back to whence you came.” Their face, which just earlier was light and even cheerful, was now deathly serious, and they even ended up holding Cube up off the ground. To him, the hero was terrifying.

Cube got the memo quickly enough. “F-fair enough— er… father? … this is confusing… … It's early, isn’t it? I think we can deal with this when the lady wakes.”

“Understood.” Uchino agreed, dropping Cube back onto his seat, and even returning to their lax nature. “Well, I do have an extra room for at least one of you. The other one can… hm. For now, go to bed. It’s very early, and I only get a day of rest.”

The two got up from the table. Uchino headed back to where they rested, and Cube went to the couch. Musume still slept there, unaware of the world around her, unaware of what happened.

“My lady… I wish I could’ve done something less drastic…” He laments, looking at Musume, petting her forehead, as if to calm her. “When you wake up, everything will be better.. that’s what I’m banking on, anyway.”

For this was the use of moonlight— had he not brought some with him, the girl would not know anything. Prolonged travel in such conditions does not lend well to that of an untrained and unconscious mind. Of course, the memories would be new ones.

If Musume remembered everything… the pain, the fire, the nightmares…it could be a catastrophe. How much suffering she’d be in. She can’t do it. She shouldn’t have to experience it again. She can’t do it again.

Exhausted, Cube falls asleep, practically sitting perfectly upward. Just what were they going to do? He hoped it worked.

…

“My name… what’s my name?” The girl reached a hand forward, a hand she didn’t know she had. What was her name? She couldn’t recall it.

Putting a step forward, she felt a light swirl. No, not swirl, but simply come into existence. Beyond her shut eyelids, a glimmer came forth.

“Uchino…”

That’s right. Uchino… that was her family’s name. It came from her father… or maybe her mother… no, father. They were her father. A father who had raised her since she was a baby..

Why can’t she remember their face? Why can’t she know anything about them? Her own father… she wanted to go run towards them, ask them everything. But… she didn’t know who they were, other than that they were there from the beginning.

The day was clear— the first of May. A simple, yet glorious day. Not too bright, and not too cold. Of which, she remembered her previous birthdays. Presents like a wonderful time at a grassy area.. but she can’t remember what it was.

She couldn’t remember who was there- or what ages she was, but she was 10 now. Soon to be 11, 11 years since she was born, with blood generously coursing from her father to her… A-Type blood, even. Blood from her father.

Actually, she could remember someone. She remembered one figure that seemed… almost as if they were just like her. Another kid. One with a bit of a strange quirk- his ears were pointed.

She comes to realize that this kid was someone close to her— her brother, she finally recalls. A brother named Cube. It’s strange that she remembers him above all else; she can remember the times he’s lectured her on things, or maybe even just conversations.

“My daughter… my daughter.. her hair is bright as the sun, of which there is only one.”

Feeling fingers touch her hair, the girl finally remembers the most important part: Her own name. Musume… it’s such a pretty name. Uchino Musume.

Uchino Musume..

The daughter of a wonderful… salaryman.

Uchino Musume.

Uchino Musume.

That’s her name, right?

Yeah… her name..

#princess maker 5 #princess maker #Pm5fic: Sorry for Running Away #uchino musume #cube princess maker #it’s his full legal name gang. #uchino (father) #(this is just for the fanfic.) #fanfiction

[labellerose-acheron]

A Wrinkle in Time *** [The Acheron Twins]

In which Aidan and Bellamy make some adjustments to the plan...[takes place: idek like mid-September?]

@trip-downtheriverstyx

[tw -- none lmao]

AIDAN: Well, this was going splendidly!

It wasn’t. Not that he was surprised. This time travel was tricky stuff. They’d done their readings, of course. All the classics: 11/22/63 by Stephen King, The Sirens of Titan by Kurt Vonnegut, A Wrinkle in Time, of course; The Anubis Gates, a real thing, according to their research; The Time Machine by H.G. Wells. Bell had insisted on that one. They’d studied sorcery too. Time rifts. Portals. The Underworld (not that either of them had ever been there, even if Xan was half convinced it was their birthright). 

In the end, it’d been Uncle Howl who’d figured out most of it. Theoretically. And then, not so theoretically. It’d been a miracle they’d made it back, though too late to fix anything. They’d missed the vow renewals. Overshot themselves and now…

They were working from scratch, trying to figure out where their parents were in time. In their relationship. Which was weird and difficult and they hadn’t exactly made any progress yet. Xan was still surprised every time he ran into his dad in the office. Looking--younger and more…alive than he’d ever looked to Xan. Every time he’d ever seen him throughout his childhood, he’d always looked…gaunt and slightly terrifying. 

Now, he smiled. At Xan sometimes. It was weird. Part of him kept wanting to challenge him to a staring contest, wondering if he’d figure it out. Dad was smart, wasn’t he? He’d figure it out. But every time Xan looked for too long, he chickened out and ducked away. 

Today--

He might’ve blown it. Dad wasn’t supposed to figure out who they were. That would ruin the whole…plan. 

Xan flopped into the tent on the edge of Enchantra, just a mile from the cottage, and groaned into his pillow. Bell was already back from his shift at Chapter Three.

“I hope you had a better day than I had because--I had a terrible day,” he lamented and then  flipped onto his back, staring up at the worn canvas of the tent. “I heard Dad ranting to Uncle Simba about [insert whatever they’re calling Lou bc I still am not SURE is it just his name??? Do they call him Tonton just bc Opal still called him that???].” 

BELL: Yup– this was a disaster. 

Bellamy had assumed it was going to be a disaster. They’d studied and studied and most of their mentor texts pointed to all sorts of time hi-jinks being, yeah, total disasters. But Xan was stubborn. So was Bell. And what was the worst that could happen? A complete collapse of the time-space continuum? 

Sure. 

But it was one thing when disaster was hypothetical and another when it was reality. And that reality had set its teeth in now. Every time he’d walked into Chapter Three, he’d started sweating from every orifice, jumping like a twitchy cat. Nothing looked the way he remembered it, nothing was the way it should be– his one place of refuge transformed into a landmine of mistakes and consequence. It sucked, and now Bell couldn’t even distract himself with a good book. Cruel irony, eh? He supposed he’d asked for that when he twisted time and landed his arse in the past. 

He was glum, trudging back to camp. He felt sick to his stomach. Some of that was probably their unbalanced diet. Xan was a bad cook. Bell was even worse. 

Well, maybe Xan would have good news? 

Xan flopped down and immediately groaned. 

Or not. Cool. 

Bell glanced up from his notebook, where he’d just been doodling little swirls all over the page. “Wait, maybe– that’s a good thing? You found out where he was?” 

They technically knew where he was (Paris) but it was nice to get confirmation… that so far things were going according to the timeline they were actively trying to prevent. Looking on the positive side, one could take that as a sign that they had not collapsed the time-space continuum– yet. 

There was always tomorrow. 

AIDAN: “Yeah, he’s definitely in Paris. That’s not the point. The point is Dad saw me. Like--actually saw me.” 

Mostly, Hades had looked right through Xan at this point. Well, he’d looked at him, obviously. He had this sharp, assessing kind of gaze that made Xan want to squirm. Not because he was worried about being discovered but because…well, he wanted to impress him. This wasn’t an unusual feeling for Xan. He wanted to impress everyone. That was his goal in most situations in his life. It was…just…he’d never really had a dad to impress before. 

And his dad didn’t even know he was his dad! 

“Like looked at me for a reallllllly long time. Which could have to do with the fact I accidentally kind of…fell into his office and he could totally tell I was eavesdropping. I think I am gonna get fired and it hasn’t even been a week!” 

At least Uncle Simba had seemed sympathetic. He had also laughed at him so…he wasn’t sure if he was friend or foe at this point. 

Xan threw an arm over his face, ears bright red. “He was really pissed, though. Not at me. Well, yeah--at me, but mostly at Toulouse. I have no idea what we came back to…but it isn’t good.” 

BELL: Bell was certain that Xan was exaggerating. Xan did that. So did Opal. He was certain that he was the only person in his family that ever had an appropriately sized reaction to most situations. After all, going back in time to fix their parents’ marriage wasn’t Bell’s idea. Neither was running away to Paris to live with Toulouse. He had simply been ready to accept his dose of childhood trauma and grow into a maladapted semi-recluse adult as destiny warranted. 

That was probably why it was good he did have Xan– Bell could admit that too. 

Anyway, he was here to curb Xan when he started overreacting, like now. Uncertainty prickled in his own stomach but he decided to keep writing that off as lack of a well-rounded diet. Everything was fine, or fine-ish, or else certainly they would have received some sign about it, right? 

“Well– yeah. We knew it wasn’t going to be good,” said Bell, though he frowned deeply. Originally, they had wanted to come when things were… semi-good, at least. This was definitely worse than they imagined. 

It also didn’t help that Bell knew nothing about romance. That had been an oversight. 

“But being mad means he cares, right? That’s– that’s good. And anyway, Mum’s seen me loads now and doesn’t suspect a thing. As long as Dad doesn’t also see me, we’re good. We should just– stick to the plan.” 

He tried to sound confident, like Xan. But that was Xan’s area of expertise. 

AIDAN: “What plan?” Aidan lamented, throwing up his hands. 

It was true, though, to some extent. They didn’t really have a plan except to fix things. To come back before Toulouse left and make sure he stayed, but they’d already messed that up, hadn’t they? Sure, the leaving was still fresh, but he was gone. From what he knew of Toulouse Bonfamille, convincing him to do nearly anything was impossible. 

Aidan missed Opal. She’d be able to convince him. His big sister could do anything. Which was one of the reasons he admired her, while also finding her extremely infuriating. He had missed her for years now. That was part of why they were doing this anyway. They wanted Opal back too. He had to keep that in mind. 

“He is already gone.” Aidan rolled over on his side so he could scowl at his brother. “And, according to Dad, he left because Dad and Maman weren’t paying any attention to him. That doesn’t sound familiar at all, does it? It’s this family’s whole problem! No one pays attention to anything or anyone but themselves! How are we supposed to convince them to take him back if he’s not even in the same country? And they don’t even know who we are?” 

These questions were not said desperately. They were genuine. Aidan’s brain turned over these questions like they were puzzle pieces. Or chess pieces. He was good at chess. Bellamy was too, when he had the patience for it. Problem was: so were their parents. They would know when they were being manipulated.

“Maybe we should, uhm, try to get someone on our side? Like…an adult? Uncle Howl? Auntie Ella? Auntie Xuemei? Uncle Simba and Ber? That way they can…talk to them?” 

BELL: Er, right. Very true that the plan had fallen apart instantly after getting here and realizing… exactly… when… they’d arrived. 

Well, Uncle Howl did say that time travel spells were often tricky little buggers, prone to acting the way they wanted to act. This could mean that they’d actually ended up going to the exact moment that they needed to, even if they’d determined otherwise. 

More likely it just meant they were already fucked. Bell would give up, but he didn’t exactly know how to give up anyway. Traveling back was one thing… traveling forward, another. 

So… 

Bell bit down on his lip, not really sure how to comfort Xan when that had never been his strong suit. He was not the Ideas person. But he wracked his brain as Xan rambled, trying to at least find any bit of good news to share with his brother… oh wait, Xan was coming up with something! Phew, that was close. 

He nodded enthusiastically. He was not the Ideas person. But he was a great sidekick. Cheerleader, er, type. 

“Right! Yeah, I think that’s a good idea. I’m uh– I think I’m actually friends with Amity Blight now?” Bell tilted his head, a queasy expression passing over his face like a dark cloud, and then lifting the next second as he shook his head. He was trying not to think too hard about these things. Yeah, Amity was his boss in the future, but this probably wasn’t going to mess anything up… 

If he got back to the future and he didn’t have a job at Chapter Three anymore, he would kill Xan though. He would kill him a lot. 

“So there’s that? Maybe she could help. Or um, Auntie Xuemei’s great with secrets! I bet she wouldn’t even blink if we told her everything.” 

AIDAN: Amity Blight…could be helpful but she was what? Their age? How well did she even know their parents at this point? Aidan tried to think back on what all his mum had told him about Amity’s relationship with the family. It had all started with a demon, he knew that. And, if his job at Town Hall had any impression of the current demon situation…that was pretty recent. Which meant…Amity’s relationship with their parents was recent.

Also, she was a teenager.

They needed like…an adult.

Which left Auntie Xuemei. Who was also a bit of a mystery. It wasn’t like his mum had ever mapped out the exact details of how she became friends with all her friends! And, besides, part of the problem they’d come back to fix was the fact that Maman didn’t have any friends. She had given up any sort of social life, except where Kristoff (gag) was concerned. Which meant that Bell and him weren’t super duper close with Auntie Xuemei, but they had been…when they’d been younger. So, it stood to reason that they had not fallen out quite yet. 

“Yeah, Auntie Xuemei is gonna be our best bet, I think,” Aidan said, as confidently as one could about the manner of time travel. 

“She’s still at the Hauntley from what everyone in Town Hall says so…it shouldn’t be too hard to find her, right? Right. Should we uh…go tomorrow or…?”

BELL: Hmm, great question. Why was Xan asking him though? Xan made the decisions here. Bell simply made him feel better about his decisions. Or sometimes he’d make a few comments to amend, slightly, the decision. Maybe that’s what Xan was asking for– a ballpark time period. Bell didn’t appreciate the question anyway, since he didn’t want the eventual break in the universe to be his fault. Xan, on the other hand, could handle that pressure.

“Uh,” he started then. “Uh.” 

Yup, going well. 

He sighed and looked up, as if doing mental calculations. Well, okay. They’d been here a few weeks. Toulouse still wasn’t back from France. He’d heard about Marie Bonfamille’s boutique opening up soon, and no way would Toulouse miss that, even if he was sour with their parents. They had to take advantage of that… keep him in place… find a way to trap him here longer… so they could then also trap Hades, Bell and Lou in another place…

Auntie Xuemei could help with all of that. She could come up with a reason that Bell and Aidan couldn’t!

Right, mental calculation complete. 

This was why he liked history, by the way.

Bell glanced back to his brother, waiting eagerly– impatiently. “Yes,” he said. “We should. We should uh, tell her– we should use the upcoming boutique grand opening as a way to get to Toulouse. I’m sure Auntie Xuemei’s invited. So– tomorrow.” He nodded.

#swynhades #helle #the acheron twins #not one before the other #blow us all away #for whom the bell tolls #back to the future arc

[elizabeatrice]

Episode 12 - The Little Mermaid

Let’s Talk About JSHK Anime #3

Warning: Manga spoilers for The Little Mermaid arc, The Clock Keeper arc, and chapter 64!!! (just a bit, skip point no. 5, 6, and 10 if you don’t want to get spoiled) Also … this ended up way longer than I intended.

Well that was one heck of a feels trip. It’s probably my new favorite episode, just because everyone is here being wholesome lmao.

This is mostly hananene meta I ain’t even gonna lie.

Before we begin, shout out to Black Canyon, our newest anime cutie pie. Just look at him, folks. Just chilling with his sunflower seed.

He has no idea the kind of life his owner leads.

I said before that the best part of episode 12 is how it made Daydream worse, so now I’m gonna ramble about it.

“Maybe different species can’t understand each other after all.”

“Maybe it would be better if I were an apparition too.”

This is my favorite part of the episode. And no, not in the sense that I want Nene to die just so that she and Hanako can be together. But because of how Lerche actually explored deeper what was said only once in the manga.

Well, both in the manga and anime Nene ended up accepting the mermaid’s blood because of her desire to be popular, but the anime decided to revisit what she said earlier in the episode.

Not only did that make her decision kinda less selfish, it’s also just … sad. Thinking that your friend, someone you really cared about, doesn’t trust you enough to tell you things about themselves, to the point where you’re willing to go to such lengths as turning into an apparition just to understand them.

And if you think about it, isn’t this part of her true wish? To have her feelings be reciprocated? Man I just realized that as I wrote this and I am mindblown.

She thought she finally got her wish with Hanako. I mean, he said it himself in the first ep (”You wanted someone, anyone, to return your feelings, right? And as far as you’re concerned, sharing a bond with someone is the same thing, right?”). So it must’ve hit her really hard when she thought he didn’t trust her. Especially with all the wrong ideas the fishes were feeding her mind.

Then we got this little flashback. At first I was like, “Girl, you really be thinking that he doesn’t care about you while recalling the moment he apologized to you and hugged you? Are you insane?”

But after some thinking of my own, it occurred to me. Maybe she was too used to having her feelings not reciprocated, she couldn’t believe it when someone finally did. Not to mention Hanako did kinda trick her with his fake confession a while back (heh, he’s not the only one with trust issues, eh?). And that just made the entire thing even sadder.

So when Nene said, “But I thought, if I were an apparition like you, I could get closer to you. Then, maybe I’d be able to understand you, Hanako-kun. Although I know I probably don’t mean anything to you.”

That was a harsh wake up call for Hanako.

(Btw even more full circle, Hanako brought up Nene’s wish to become human again in the first episode. Nice.)

So. We got one daikon girl who’s afraid of not having her feelings reciprocated, and one ghost boy who’s afraid that daikon girl wouldn’t be his friend anymore if she knew about his past.

While in actuality, said daikon girl already decided she wanted to and would be his friend no matter what, and ghost boy had grown to care about her more than he thought he would.

He heard what she said to Tsuchigomori. He knew all about regret, too.  I mean, honestly, I think if she had said no, he’d let her walk away right then and there, no questions asked. But she didn’t.

Nene’s wish finally came true here. And the best part? It wasn’t the work of magic or curses. Just Hanako finally shoving his fear aside, offering himself as he was, and letting her decide.

And she still chose to be with him.

Heh. Lemme just. Sob for a bit.

Is my hananene trash brain reading too much into this? Idk. Maybe.

So props to the production team for managing to add even more weight to this arc. Which, they had to, since it’s the season finale and all. But I love what they did!

Onto my commentaries!

1. The KouNene

Good shit. She was worried about him but he didn’t want her to worry so he just smiled it off? These two are precious. Thought they were gonna interact. Sadly not. Buuuut! (see point 12)

2. Hanako’s classroom visit

He. Is. So. Adorable. Someone please take his babey license away he’s too dangerous.

Hanako’s classroom visit is like my absolute favorite clingy Hanako moment, so I’m really happy I get to see it this season. Ugh. My kokoro. Hugging her from behind, that semi confession vibe … Smooth mf.

The Mokke brushing Nene’s hair!!! The radish hairdo tho lmao.

On a sidenote, as a history nerd I appreciate that they’re actually putting lessons in the background. And the teacher talked about Apollo 11 again??? While my boy was in the room? That ish both hurt and pleased me.

3. The Clock Keeper rumor drop

Heeeeeehhhhh? What’s thiiiiiissss?

4. This freaking thing

*flips table* Darn production team been knew I’m hananene trash how dare they do this to me.

And lookie here there’s Kodama chilling.

5. Fishies! (!!!manga spoiler for The Little Mermaid arc!!!)

Pufferfish didn’t die. Well, good for him. Also I can’t believe they just call the other fish ‘yeah yeah’ lmao what the freak. Has it always been like that in the manga?

6. AOI AND AKANE (!!!spoilers for chapter 64!!!)

I swear I did not intend this numbering coincidence.

*claps* Boi. Nene asking Aoi about cutting ties with someone she’s interested in? And then Akane just swooped in and say he’d rather cut his head off than cut ties with Aoi? What about getting impaled, huh, boy? Would that do?

The not-so-subtle call out to these two pairs’ parallel? BOI.

7. Nene and Yako

These two just chilling together having girl talk, and Yako let Nene pet her? That’s some adorable shit right there. Admit it Yako you like her.

Yako also be really hitting home with what she said. It was extra heavy coming from her, considering what happened to her and Misaki. Boiiiiii.

8. Tsuchigomori

Oh my God, his laughter. Just … oh my God.

Tsuchigomori in dad mode is always one of the highlights of the episode/chapter.

By the way, in this scene according to the sub, Nene asked Tsuchigomori who Tsukasa is. But she knew who he is already. Is it possible that the sub misinterpreted it? ‘Cause I think what she actually meant was, “What happened to him and Tsukasa-kun in the past?”

If someone who speaks Japanese could share their wisdom, please do!

9. The 5 pm bell and twilight

Look how pretty they are!!!

Lo and behold, another important hananene interaction while the 5 pm bell plays in the background. Also, twilight? Y’all giving me Kimi no Na wa flashbacks.

“Twilight, when it’s neither day or night. When the world blurs and one might encounter something not human.”

Huh … kinda fits the ‘boundary’ concept but it still hurt.

Anyway they still had Hanako tell her what she already knew. And I did say in my ‘Walking Blind’ post that it’d be redundant. But since the episode kinda emphasized Nene’s desire to understand Hanako, having him actually tell her himself, even though she already knew it, was a big deal. It’s not about what she knows, it’s about him opening up to her. So I’m super cool with it.

10. The Broadcasting Club (!!!spoilers for The Clock Keeper arc!!!)

I love how Natsuhiko and Sakura are actually decent people. When he told Mitsuba that he was free to choose to stay with them or not? That’s solid, man. Though, of course, Tsukasa might not be as kind.

Speaking of, I know it couldn’t be anything else, but I’m still not sure if Tsukasa’s drawing was confirmation for season 2. Don’t wanna get my hopes up. Imma just enjoy what I currently have.

Kinda curious, though. Because Clock Keeper wasn’t Tsukasa’s doing. Maybe he was the one who released Mirai? But tbh I’d prefer if it wasn’t so. Because having more cases of supernaturals going loco without it being one of Tsukasa’s games is interesting, and kinda underlines the need of The Seven Wonders to keep supernaturals in check.

11. Kodama just chilling

12. The Adventures of Minamoto and the Summer Vegetables

You go, Kou! I’m rooting for you oh my God you’re so precious.

And look at that ikemen smile! Him supporting Kou is just top notch sweet y’all I can’t-

Ngl this was the biggest surprise of the episode. Teru finding out that summer vegetables = Nene? Broooooo. Interesting. I don’t think this little addition warrants any changes to their future interaction, so it should be safe. Clever replacement, too, those veggies.

It’s so sweet that Nene delivered those veggies to Kou! Just imagine the Minamoto family having veggies for dinner. Awww.

(Also, Nene wrote her name in hiragana instead of kanji. Is that a reference to how bad Kou is with kanji? Lol, so sweet)

13. The Coda!!!

Look at him. Just look at him. Look how lovesick he is y’all I can’t-

THEY’RE SO ADORABLE.

All in all, I love this episode. Sorry for how long this post is. I’m just dealing with so many feels right now. Gaaahhhhh.

#jibaku shounen hanako kun #toilet bound hanako kun #hanako #minamoto kou #yashiro nene #akane aoi #aoi akane #yako #tsuchigomori #mitsuba sousuke #hyuuga natsuhiko #nanamine sakura #yugi tsukasa #kodama #minamoto teru #let's talk about jshk anime #bea rambles #hananene

[imonthinice]

The Criminal Psychology Majors, Jason Todd x Fem!Reader Part 11/?

Word Count: 2.5k

Author's Note:  Y/N- your Name.

Warnings: Description of Injury, Description of the court system, gets fucking heated again, Swearing, no beta bitch we die like Jason Todd

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9) (Part 10) (Part 11) (Part 12) (Part 13) (Part 14) (Part 15) (Part 16) (Part 17) (Part 18) (Part 19) (Part 20)

Monday morning came and she knew that Jason wasn’t going to go to class and she had to go meet up with him after school to give him notes. She started to dress a lot nicer today, since she was probably going to unintentionally meet some of Jason’s family today. 

Here’s another outfit because I do what I want<3

I really like being in control here lmao also just imagine it’s paired with black or beige heels because why the fuck not, right? Fashion.

This class, they discussed how circumstantial evidence affected the psychological profile of the attackers. For example, circumstantial evidence is when the entire amount of circumstances are stacked towards each other and it becomes less likely that it’s all a coincidence. The Professor had said, So when the case is circumstantial, it’s likely a crime of passion and having a criminal profile for the attacker is unlikely. He continued.

It was fascinating. She assumed it was a case that forensics would be heavily involved in and that the criminal psych crew wouldn’t handle. She was right. More likely than not, they wouldn’t handle a circumstantial case because of the fact that it’s not calculated, for the most of the time.

Her notes were a mess again. Barely legible, she’d have to use Jason’s computer to print and get them to be able to be read, which was fine. She was expecting to have to do that either way, legible or not, because he needs a copy and she does too.

The things I’ll do for the weird pretty boy in my criminal psych class, she thought, worth it. 

She would end up texting Jason once class ended, they had already been texting most of the morning, anyway. 

Hey, just finished class, are you busy?

Nope, siblings are at work. Dad’s still in Metropolis.

And your grandfather?

Do not know. He’s nice, I swear.

Be there soon x.

That was the first time that she had even sent him an x, which is a kiss, but she felt like it was right, so she did it. What a flirt I am, she joked with herself, It’s a fucking x, I need to shut up. She laughed at herself.

She got into the car and drove the way to Wayne Manor, a trip she knew all-too-well at this point, however, the press was bombarding the entrance, so she couldn’t pull into the driveway and had to pay for parking at the nearby park. She paid for a day’s worth of parking and began to walk to the Manor. With her bag in tow.

Of course, the press noticed her. Why wouldn’t they? And they were down her throat.

“Why are you out here if you don’t speak English and are known to be close to the family?” one said in a downplaying tone to her, she tried to sneak past, knowing she was live on national TV and not exactly feeling like starting a fight.

“Hello? We’re talking to you, Ma’am!” one yelled at her, she started shielding her face from the flashing lights and the cameras.

She would make it 2, maybe 3 steps before a camera was shoved in her face. Then, she started running. She was quick, and she would dodge between them all before the security snatched her into the gates of the Manor. She breathed a quick sigh of relief once she was in. 

The press didn’t like this, and they would keep yelling at her as she stood in the driveway, trying to catch her breath from her escapade of running through the vultures.

“Just tell us your name!” one yelled.

“Tell us what you like doing on the weekends!” another yelled, and she got an idea, before someone could answer she screamed,

“I like doing your mum on the weekends, bitch!” before flipping off the press and running to the door while the press started talking about her.

She really had to catch her breath this time, she was so out of shape and the fact that she was lugging her notes around made it worse. When a friendly looking English butler came out onto the step with her, hand outstretched to shake hers, “Hello there, Y/N, I’m Alfred, Jason’s grandfather.”

She was taken aback by this and slightly jumped when he greeted her, but she took his hand and shook it, “Hi Alfred, please tell me you didn’t hear that,” she laughed.

“I heard that, that’s how I knew you were here. Jason was right, you’re as crazy as he is,” he said.

“Oh lord, I’m sorry,” she laughed again, “I swear I didn’t mean for you to hear me and my childish insults.”

“Child listen, I’ve been dealing with the press for years, I promise you, they deserve the insults, childish or not,” Alfred reassured her, “Do you wish to come inside, or are you still out of breath, Y/N?” he asked.

“I’ll come inside. I’ve given the press enough content for one day,” she joked/

“It’s been nice, Y/N, really. Thank you for the entertainment, but I have work to do.”

“Anytime, Alfred.”

And they parted ways, Y/N went to Jason’s room, knocking. When he groaned, she cracked the door open and stuck her head in,

“You dead?”

“No.”

“Good. Hi,” she said as she entered his room and walked to his desk to drop her bag and pull out his desk chair to put it beside his bed again, “How are you, still in pain?” she asked when she sat down.

“Hi,” he whined.

“Hi,” she repeated to him.

“Hi.”

She leant in to his face and rested her forehead against his, she didn’t know if this was the comfort he needed, but she did it anyway, when he wrapped his arms around her back, though, she knew she was doing something right.

“Hi, Jason.”

“Mhm,” he whispered.

She stopped leaning against his forehead, much to his dismay, as he groaned at her moving, but she had other ideas.

She leant and moved in closer to his lips, putting her hand on his cheek, and then leaning in for a kiss. It was a lot like their first kiss, small and passionate, but enough to prove that she was just trying to make sure he was okay. When she pulled away again, he groaned again.

“Now, will you tell me how you are, sir?”

“In pain,” he managed to say.

“Have you been walking around? You should.”

“You told... me to rest,” his speech wasn’t slurred, but it was slower than normal.

“You still need to move your joints, Jay. Just sparingly so you don’t hurt yourself. too much time off of your feet will make walking again harder on you,” she said.

“Mhm,” he groaned.

“Okay fine, but when you need more physical therapy don’t come crying to me, Jay.”

“Is this... our first... fight?”

“No, you goon. I’m giving you medical advice and you’re being stubborn, it’s advice and I can’t force you.”

“Remember... that... when I get... hurt fighting.”

“Is this an often occurrence?”

“Not... often.”

“Well I can live with it being a once-in-a-blue moon event, since you clearly have security.”

“Special... edition because... of my... injuries,” he groaned.

“Damn. Still, better than nothing. Anyway, I have notes to write, so I’m going to move you laptop over here, alright?” she asked.

“Mhm,” he said, very sleepy-sounding.

“You can sleep, Jay,” she said as she unplugged his laptop and walked back to her chair, she put it on the chair and moved her bag to beside the chair, sat down, opened the laptop, and began typing. Jason would put one of his hands on one of her knees.

“Do you need something, Jay?”

“You,” he whispered out.

“Jay, I need to write these notes, you need them,” she said.

He groaned and moved to try to turn his back to her, forgetting he was injured and taking a massive breath in when he tried to.

“God, don’t move, Jason,” she said, placing a hand on his abdomen, “You can be upset that I’m not in the bed holding you, but you shouldn’t turn around, baby.”

He stared at her when she called him ‘baby’, which prompted her to blush a lot, but she tried to ignore him to pretend that he wasn’t piercing her soul with his staring to get her to cuddle with him. She kept trying to type out the notes, the class was the same amount of length as it should have been, so there was a lot of notes.

She wanted to cuddle with him, she knew she did. But she told him she’d get him the notes he wanted for class, and that was something she promised she’d do. But then she remembered something.

“Oh, I’ve been forgetting to ask, how’s your best friend?”

“Will? He’s... he’s okay... why?”

“Because he got injured too, remember?”

“Oh... yeah he... did.”

“Mhm! So I asked if you knew anything, Jay. Are you forgetting stuff because of the pain or something?” she asked.

“Just... drowsy.”

“Yeah? Well good thing I’m almost done.”

“Hurry... up” he laughed, his laugh was pained, but he did laugh.

She knew him forgetting his best friend was injured was weird, but she didn’t think anything of it. She just kept typing the notes out till she was done, at which point, she hooked the laptop up to his printer on the other side of his room, much to his dismay that she had to leave him, and printed the notes.

She put them in order on top of his desk, plugged his laptop back in, put his chair back and put her notes back in her bag before taking off her jacket and slinging it on the chair she had been sitting on.

He groaned as he watched her walk around his room, he was in pain, it had been two days since the incident and he was still struggling. Dick told him that he’d be in a lot less pain the closer it got to his stitches being taken out. He hoped it was true.

When she went and sat on his bedside, leaning her forehead to his and cupping his face with her hands. She kissed him again. He kissed her back, wrapping his hands along her lower back and gently adding pressure as she sat with her legs off the bed. 

He parted his lips and she did the same as they danced with their tongues. Not assertion of dominance, but trying to be on top on the other when her hands found their way into his hair. She ended up on top of him, with one of her hands used to stabilize herself as they made out. He was able to put a hand on her ass and just grab it. There was some movement, because there had to be, but the only touching was his hand and her hand. 

Because they couldn’t go further. The two of them were cock-blocked to touch closer by his injuries. When they broke lips, she sighed because she couldn’t get closer to him. 

But she laid to his left like they had done the night before, and she cuddled on him when he would bury his face into her hair.

Again, the moments they shared were always the slowest and calmest moments that they adored. She wanted to go back on dates with him like they did before the events of his injuries. She wanted to have the adventure of running away from the press, not just running into his house. 

She didn’t know when he was going to heal from his injuries, but she swore she would take him on a crazy and worthwhile date when he got better. She didn’t know when that was going to be, but it was going to be.

------------------------------------------

They ended up falling asleep until the next morning. And Y/N’s car? It got towed. Y/N had class? Yeah, she did. Was all of his siblings home? Yes, yes they were. So, how was she going to make it out of the house before they noticed? Well, it was 4am. She and Jason awoke when she realized the time, freaked out, and kissed him ‘bye’. At least she thought it was bye, he clearly had a way to pull her into conversation whenever he wanted.

“Don’t go,” he said, his speech seeming to have recovered.

“Jay! I have to go, you know this, I have class, I have notes to write, I’m wearing the exact same clothes that I did yesterday,” she said, panicked.

“Can I see you tonight?”

“Tonight? Yeah of course. Why? Will you miss me?”

“What if I do?”

“You have my number, Jay,” she said.

“What if that’s not enough?” he asked.

“Then you’ll see me tonight, but I have to warn you, I have another class tomorrow so we can’t spend all day in your bed.”

“That’s a shame. I think it’s been like 3 days since I got injured though, so if all goes well,” he winked, while propping himself in a sitting position for the first time since he got injured and grabbed her waist to pull her on him, she was sitting in his lap, “If all goes well,” he whispered, “Maybe we won’t have to stop,” he spoke in her ear as if he was begging her to stay until he could move again.

“We aren’t supposed to speed run our way into a relationship, Jason,” she purred.

“No one needs to know how serious we are but us,” he said. He was captivating her in every was possible, blowing on her neck with every word he said.

If they hadn’t had their own lives they needed to attend to, lord knows what the two of them would be doing.

She tried to fix her appearance to the best of her abilities before she had to go outside and see the world, she didn’t exactly want the rest of them to think she was blowing Jason in his room after he had been stabbed in an attack.

But if the tabloids ran their mouths, lord knows what she’d say to fight back against them.

She checked her appearance one last time before going over to Jason and kissing him bye and see you later. She wanted to kiss him for a longer period of time, but before she knew it she was running out of the house and down the streets, she was going to have to walk home that night.

Had Jason known that she was going to walk home, he wouldn’t have let her go that day. but it was around 4am, the sun was going to rise and she’d be in broad daylight, she thought she was going to be fine and to be fair, she didn’t have reason to think she wouldn’t be okay. She always ended up okay in Metropolis, so why wouldn’t it b the same in Gotham. Gotham had many more heroes compared to Metropolis anyway.

  I mean, what’s the worst that could happen, she thought, Wait no, don’t say that.

#dceu #dcu #dc #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you #jason todd fluff #red hood #red hood x reader #red hood x fem!reader #red hood x y/n #red hood x you #red hood fluff #batfam #batfamily #batbros #alfred pennyworth

[sweet-barnes]

Those Heels - b.b

Pairing: Bucky x tall!Reader (modern au)

Summary: You found your family in university and they had never left your side, and even after all these years the ‘surprise’ birthday parties are still going strong. Bucky finally decided it’s the right night to go after the girl.

A/N: i’m really bad with summaries, i apologise for whatever that is lmao thank you to @invisibleanonymousmonsters and @writingsoftheloser for helping out with ideas/concepts when writing a tall!reader, i appreciate it💕

You were grateful for your friends, there was no denying that. They were such a big part of your life since the day you had met, you knew you would be a completely different person altogether without them.

It had all started at university, in the student accommodation where you were all put on the same floor by some miracle. You met Natasha first, you had walked into your assigned room and she was already laying out paint samples ready for decorating. You knew from then on you were going to be in trouble with her. It wasn't long before she was introducing you to the rest of her group, and there was a lot of them.

The girls were in the rooms that surrounded you, so you naturally met them first. Wanda, Nakia, Peggy and Okoye were the sweetest bunch you had ever met and you instantly felt part of their little family. 

Next were the boys, all which you met at the party that was thrown at Tony's house. Natasha had explained to you on the way that he was the ‘rich one’ so he refused to stay in student digs. Instead residing in his dad’s mansion near the university and one of his many expensive cars in every day. 

Once you arrived at his place, you were blown away. You had only seen houses like these in passing, never did you think you would be invited to a party in one. The huge windows indented in the pristine white walls showed off the colourful lights inside and the masses of people who were already in there.  

The music could be heard thrumming from outside and as you all piled out of the car, you were pulled towards the entrance by Wanda.

Inside is where you met the rest of your family, unbeknownst to them. From Steve Rogers to Peter Quill, T'Challa to Tony Stark. There were so many people, you didn't think you could keep track of them all, but now you knew them like the back of your hand.

The one person who definitely stuck in your mind was the one brooding in the corner. His fluffy dark hair and his piercing blue eyes took your breath away as soon as you were introduced to him. 

Bucky Barnes had your heart from the moment you set eyes on him, but that dream was soon shattered by the small blonde that sidled up to him, wrapping an arm around his waist and placing her head against his arm. 

You knew from then on you never stood a chance with him, and the countless other girls he introduced to the group just clarified that. You gave up on that dream quickly, promising yourself you wouldn't get too close to him for your heart to break.

Very soon after that, you may have let your secret crush on him slip to the girls. Of course they freaked out but you soon shot them down, not wanting them to get your own hopes up for something that wasn't going to happen. The way you said "he only likes small girls" gave away to them how you really felt and they tried their hardest to make you see it from their view, but it was no use. 

They were all so petite, yet so strong and powerful in the way they held themselves. They would never understand how you felt within yourself.  It wasn't that you didn't think you were strong and powerful, you knew as a woman you had your place in this world to do your bit for the better. You just weren't petite like them. You were at least a head taller and you felt like you didn't belong.

Despite the sharing your insecurities one drunken night at fresher’s, the girls never let go of you. Your friendship with them, even though it was only 5 days old at the time, was too precious for them to lose. That still stood 11 years later.

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You placed the jumpsuit in front of your body, looking it up and down in the mirror before throwing it back down on the bed. "Are you excited?" Natasha asked as she walked into the room, a black body con dress hugging her body. You let out a groan, plopping back onto your bed. "Am I ever excited for one of Tony's parties?"

Tony was still rich, of course he was, he was a genius. His habit of having parties at every possible opportunity had never wavered, and birthday's were no exception to that rule. A 'surprise' birthday party was thrown every year for everyone within the group, even though all of you knew it was coming, it was like clockwork.

Everyone else loved it, you on the other hand, would rather be curled up on the sofa with a tub of Ben and Jerry's watching Netflix. You couldn't exactly avoid this one, it was your birthday and this party was especially for you.

The girls had taken you shopping earlier that day, which had already set your anxiety off. You hated clothes shopping and even though they tried their hardest to get you to buy a nice dress for the evening, you still arrived home with a jumpsuit, a classic look for you. There was no way you were going to a party that you were already uncomfortable with and making that worse with a dress.

"I'm sure you'll enjoy it once you get there," Natasha sat next to you and that's when you noticed the gift bag in her hand. "Nat, I told you I didn't want anything," you gave her a look before flitting your eyes down to the sparkly bag, curious to see what was inside. 

"I know but I couldn't not get my best friend something for her birthday, and it's a bit of a risky present if I'm honest but I would really appreciate it if you maybe wore them tonight?" Your mind was all over the place trying to think of what it could possibly be. Natasha pushed the bag towards you and you didn't waste any time in pulling out the tissue paper to reveal what was inside.

You lifted the shoes out, or should you say heels, and turned them slightly to inspect them. "Do you like them?" Natasha whispered next to you, leaning in slightly. They were black, thick straps along the top and around the ankle, with a small chunky heel and a slight platform.

They were pretty, you couldn't deny it, and they were just your style. "Yes," you breathed out. Without thinking, you shooed Natasha out, telling her you would be two minutes before changing into your outfit and putting on the shoes.

You stared at your figure in the mirror, the jumpsuit hugging in at your waist and stopping just above your ankles, showing off the straps on the heels perfectly. There was a slight plunge neckline, showing off your chest just enough that you didn't feel completely ridiculous. 

"Oh my god," that was when you heard the murmuring from the doorway and you turned to see all your girls stood there, mouths dropping at the sight of you.

"You look gorgeous!" Wanda squealed, making everyone laugh. Every one joined in with the compliments and you felt the heat rising to your cheeks at all the attention you were getting. 

"Don't we have a party to get to?" You questioned, attempting to stop the onslaught of comments. It worked in your favour and soon, you were all piling into a taxi, making your way to another of Tony's mansions.

You felt the base through the floor as you stepped in through the double doors. You looked around at the familiar faces, shooting back a thank you every time someone greeted you with a 'happy birthday.' Most of these people were just acquaintances, people your group had met along the way and had been nice enough to be invited to one of the parties. 

To be honest, Tony just liked having a lot of people at his parties. 

You all weaved your way through the crowds of people, picking up your drinks in the kitchen and making your into one of the large back rooms. Every one you knew and loved was in there and as soon as they saw you, a chorus of happy birthday's was shouted in your direction.

You couldn't help the giggle that erupted from you as you went in to give everyone a hug, all their grips strong on you as they pulled you into them. "You're getting old now," Sam joked, grabbing you around the waist and pulling you into his side. You gasped, "hey, that's rude," you gave him a light slap on his chest before laughing along with him.

You looked around at the small circle your friends had formed, consisting of Natasha, Nakia, Steve, Sam and Bucky. Your eyes scanned them all, taking in the joyous looks on their faces before your eyes landed on Bucky. 

Your heart leapt as you locked eyes with him, a smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth as he looked you up and down.

A wave of self-consciousness fell over you and you felt yourself retreating slightly into Sam's side. You sent Bucky a quick smile before looking back at Steve to try and concentrate on the story he was telling.

And the night went on like that. Flitting between different groups of your friends, trying not to feel out of place. 

You had noticed a few glances from people as you were taking photos, especially with the girls. It was now just natural for you to bend your knees slightly when taking selfies with them, you had been doing it since you had first met but clearly other people weren't used to it. You tried to ignore them the best you could but with the more alcohol you consumed, the more irritating it became.

You were at the bar again, ordering another drink when you felt the presence of someone beside you. Their musky vanilla smell hit you, and you recognised it instantly. 

"You look really good tonight, Y/N." His voice was husky and you could tell he'd been drinking. You looked to your side, taking in his sculpted face next to you. "Do you not have some small blonde with you tonight?" You attempted to joke but you truly meant it. Bucky chuckled, "not this time, got my eye on someone else."

You rolled your eyes, taking the drink that had just been placed in front of you, not saying anything else.

"I noticed you were wearing heels, that's a-" Bucky was cut of by a sharp "hey." You both turned to see Nakia stood behind you, a stern look directed straight at Bucky. She was the wrong person to mess with and clearly Bucky had pissed her off. 

"You do not say anything about her heels, do you understand Barnes?" She pointed a finger at him, nudging him slightly and the bewildered look on his face nearly made you laugh. "What? I wasn't going to say anything-" She cut him off again. "I heard you, James," you took the opportunity to sneak away, hearing their voices fading as Bucky was trying to defend himself against her.

If there was anyone that would stick up for you, Nakia was the best for it, everyone listened to her and they didn’t dare try to disagree. You slipped out onto the balcony, grateful for the cool evening air against your hot skin. You took another sip of your drink and the alcohol burned slightly as it went down.

Of course it was Bucky who would point out the heels. He just couldn't help himself. For someone who was so good with the ladies, he definitely didn't know how to talk to one. Or talk to you at least.

The door behind you slid open, letting out the loud music before muting it again as it closed. "Y/N?" Bucky's voice was soft and you turned to meet his nervous stance. "Look, I'm really sorry about what I said back there, Nakia explained it and I really didn't mean it to come across any type of way," his was wringing his hands together as he looked at you. 

You let out a sigh, "it's okay, Buck, I know you didn't mean any harm." His womaniser demeanor was gone as he moved to stand next to you. A moment passed before he spoke again, "I was going to say you look really hot actually," chuckling at himself. 

Your heart stopped, questioning whether he really just said that. "And I'm not just saying that to sleep with you, I know you think I'm like that sometimes but I wouldn't do that to you."

You eventually found your voice, looking into Bucky's hopeful eyes as he tried to read your thoughts. "I'm not like any other girl you've ever been with Bucky, why now?" There was a shift in the way he looked at you before he looked down. 

"Since the first day I met you at Tony's party, 11 years ago, I knew I felt something for you. I was just a dick and I slept around too much and I knew you didn't like it, I could tell by the way you looked at each new girl whenever I showed up with one. Then you became more and more distant, I knew it would be harder to get to you and make you see how I felt so I thought it was better to leave it," he paused, taking a deep breath. Your mind was all over the place, not knowing what to say or do, but Bucky carried on anyway.

"But I've stopped that now, I've been single for about a year and I was hoping you'd see that and see I'm not the guy that you thought I was but I guess that was a stupid plan." You laughed a little at this and Bucky joined in. "I was going to ask if you'd like to dance with me?" 

Your mouth was already agreeing to it before you could fully process what was happening. Bucky took your hand in his, leading you back inside and into the cleared area that had become the dancefloor. A slow song had started playing and couples were paired together around you. 

As you walked into the centre with Bucky, you felt eyes from all over the room looking at you. Your gaze landed on Natasha's over the shoulder of Bruce, she sent you a wink before a big smile broke out onto her face. She knew your feelings for Bucky never truly faded and she couldn't help the happiness she felt at seeing you two finally together now.

Bucky turned to face you, his arms snaking around your waist, pulling you close to him while your arms went over his shoulders. "Is this alright?" He whispered, his blue eyes sparkling even in the low light, as you looked across at him. You simply hummed in response, nodding slightly. 

No one said anything. Your skin was on fire from where his arms were touching you, even through your clothes and a feeling of serenity washed over you. It was like everyone else in the room melted away and it was just you and Bucky dancing alone. No more eyes prying into your business or making you feel small.

"This is nice," you said softly, Bucky placed his forehead on yours, closing the distance even further. You felt yourself becoming flustered and moved your head to rest on his shoulder instead. He moved your body so it was flush against his. "I could do this forever," he murmured into your hair. "How have I been missing out this long?" 

You were sure he was talking to himself at this point but you couldn't help yourself, "well... if you hadn't screwed all those other girls-" 

You were cut off by his hands moving to tickle your waist, his laugh mixing with yours as you tried to get away. "No, you're not going anywhere," he tried to grab you again but you were too quick. 

"Just watch me, Barnes!" You shouted, slipping away into the crowd. Bucky shook his head at you, pausing for a second to watch your figure disappear. 

“Why did I wait so long?” He whispered to himself, before running into the crowd after you.

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #tall!reader #bucky x tall!reader #bucky barnes x tall!reader #mcu #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x reader #james buchanan barnes #modern au #bucky x you #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes blurb #mcu imagine #bucky fluff #james bucky barnes

[purplesurveys]

1162

What is the youngest age you can remember back to? I was 3 and I had just woken up in a Winnie the Pooh tent with my sister, who was 1 at the time. Our parents let us go ‘camping,’ which was really nothing more than a tiny tent set up on the floor in their room.

What sports are you trying out for this year? Wakeboarding and rock climbing.

Did you wear your hair in a ponytail today? Yeah it was in a ponytail for the whole day as it helps me focus better at work. I’ve kept the ponytail on even though it’s 11 in the evening right now, but now it’s because it would be too warm with my hair down.

Who do you have on speed dial? Nobody. I’m not sure how to do that with my phone, and even if I knew how to I don’t know if there’d be anyone I’d want to put on speed dial.

What colors do you like to paint your toenails? I never do anything with my toenails except clip them.

Would it be cool to learn how to DJ at a club? Sure!

Where are you going to be three hours from now? It would be 2 AM by then but I highly doubt I’d be asleep by then. I just bought all 7 of the BTS Cold Brew Americano bottles (yep, so much happened while I was gone and I am apparently an Army now...) so I’m drinking from one of them tonight; and they are strong as fuuuuuuuck.

What job would you NEVER take, even as a last resort? Anything related to sex work. Not that I’m against it, but it’s just not for me.

If you broke your computer, would you be able to fix it on your own? Only if it’s something a hard reboot could easily fix haha. If it’s beyond that, I don’t think so.

If someone looked in your closet, how would they judge your style? That I need to update my wardrobe. Most of them were trendy at some point, but not so much these days. They would probably comment that I need to add more colors as well.

What was the shittiest hotel you’ve ever stayed at and why? I’m not sure we’ve stayed somewhere I absolutely hated. I know my dad hated our first hotel in Palawan since the whole vibe of the room felt cheap, the bedsheets looked kinda tacky, and the power went out at night, but that’s also just the luxury liner executive in him. Since I don’t really travel just to stay all day in our hotels, I personally haven’t had any experience where I was like, “never again.”

Have you ever gone on a boat and been sick the whole time? No; I get seasick but I can handle it. It’s carsickness I have a problem with.

Did you get a good sleep last night? Not really. My sleep actually felt very shallow and it really felt like I had been up all night even though I’m pretty sure fell asleep by around midnight. Anyway, I’m getting a 3-day weekend since it’s a national holiday tomorrow, so at least I have a lot of time to catch up on much-needed sleep.

What is the weather like outside? It’s pretty chilly and I feel a few breezes every now and then, but it’s not enough. I’m not sweating, but I also need to have my hair up in a bun because otherwise I’d be too warm. Phone says 27ºC.

If someone makes a spelling or grammar mistake, do you ignore or correct? Mostly ignore. I only ever correct if it’s me who made the mistake by accident.

Do oversized sunglasses actually look good on you? I’ve never tried putting any on, so I wouldn’t know.

What is the most overrated thing in the world? Milk tea. It’s great and delicious I like having my own occasionally, but it’s seriously nothing life-changing.

Have you heard any completely untrue rumors about yourself lately? No. I’d feel sorry for someone who would still be making up rumors in their 20s.

What is one word to describe your room? Progress. It’s come a long way since the breakup.

Have you ever kept something from the wild as a pet? Not in the sense that we caught it ourselves from the wild, but there was one time my sister won a baby chick at a fair when we were super young and we had him for a few days. We tried our best to care for him, but we just weren’t equipped and knowledgeable with what baby chicks need so he didn’t last too long.

Do your parents try to plan out your future for you? No, and I’m glad they aren’t the stereotypical Filipino/Asian parents that dictate how I should be living my life. My mom will sometimes let a comment like “get a boyfriend already” slip through, but she also knows I don’t have the patience for remarks like that so she doesn’t bring it up most of the time.

Do you think that surveys are a huge waste of time? I personally don’t think so. Any activity that helps me relax and gather my thoughts isn’t something I’d call a waste of time.

Are you wearing a hoodie today? No. I would hate to be wearing a hoodie right now lmao, I’d be too miserable in the heat.

Did you sleep alone the last two nights? Yes.

You’re single, right? Yups.

How long was your last phone conversation you had? It lasted like 10 seconds because when I picked up, their signal was very choppy and his voice wasn’t getting through at all.

Who was it with? A delivery rider who sent me a package that Bea apparently arranged for me :’) It has all my favorite Korean snacks and goodies and she even included a cup sleeve of Jin from BTS cos she knows he’s my favorite :(((((

What was it about? Like I said, I never got to talk to him on the phone because his signal was poor, though he probably called to ask for directions. He eventually got to my house.

Excited for anything? Binge-watching Run BTS and Bon Voyage all weekend, and digging into the Frankie’s order I got for delivery tonight.

Got laid last night, didn’t you? Nope.

Do you have drama in your life? Kind of at the moment, but it’s something I couldn’t give less of a shit about so I’m not even getting into it lmao. What’s something you really want right now, be honest? To be able to get out of the house and get my cafe visits on weekends back.

As of this minute, what is going through your mind? That these instant noodles I’m eating are really spicy.

Have you laughed until you cried? Many times.

What are you listening to right now? I can hear a neighbor’s dog barking every now and then and a few airconditioners in the neighborhood whirring.

What color are your shoes? I’m not wearing any right now, but most of my shoes are white anyway.

Can you crack your neck? Nope.

What is the last thing you drank? I took a sip from my banana milk right after I had a forkful of my noodles. Too spicy hahaha.

Where would I have found you last night at 11pm? I was cuddling with Kimi in bed while watching Bon Voyage.

What’s your plans for next Friday? So, tomorrow? Just watch a shit ton of BTS videos since they’re my latest obsession.

Does anyone hate you? Possibly.

Would it be hard seeing someone else kiss the person you like? Erm, don’t really like anyone at the moment. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? No.

Could you go out in public looking like you do now? Probably to the nearest McDonald’s or 7-Eleven, but I wouldn’t go out to the mall altogether with what I’m wearing.

Who will you be sleeping with tonight? Just meeee.

Is there anyone you wouldn’t mind punching in the face now? Not in particular.

What do you have pierced? Just the ears. < Same.

Do you know anyone that smokes weed? A few people.

Where is the person you want right now? I’m not into anyone.

Are you too forgiving? I’m not forgiving in the first place.

Will this weekend be a good one? Continued from last night. I’m just glad I’ll get to relax for three days, but I don’t have any big plans for the weekend that would make it something exciting.

What is your favorite thing about being sick? I don’t think being sick is particularly fun, even if it means skipping school or work...

Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t do? Many times, which is why I’ve stopped using the phrase, “I’ll never do X.” I always end up doing whatever the thing is at some point.

Are there any people who don’t like you? It’s possible, but I don’t care.

The boy/girl you truly care about needs you at 3am, would you go? Only for my best friends, and maybe close family members. If you had to get a piercing right now, what would it be? I would get a nose stud or maybe a lip ring.

Do you have any bruises on you? Yeah I have one on my thigh. As usual, I have no idea where it came from.

Are you ticklish? Everywhere.

Ever liked someone who treated you like crap? Yes.

Who do you like right now? BTS? Lmao

What’s the largest age difference between yourself and someone you’ve dated? A month and a half.

Are you gonna get high later? Nope. I know Andi’s always gonna be around as my ~supplier~ if I ever wanna try it out, but I have no plans to any time soon.

What was the first thing you said when you woke up today? That I wanna take a shower.

Do you blow dry your hair? Only for special occasions when I immediately need my hair styled in a certain way.

Do you look decent when you wake up? Some days, I think so.

Have you ever liked someone older then you? I mean they’re all celebrities, but yeah.

Is it hard to make you laugh? Not at all, I like to laugh.

How late did you stay up last night? Around 3 AM because I was watching Bon Voyage, and also memorizing BTS fanchants hahahahaha HELP

Which is worse for you: being hot, or being cold? I fucking hate being hot.

How many drugs have you done in the last three days? Just the caffeine in my coffee and nicotine in my vape.

#survey #surveys

[feeling-uncomfy]

Its chapter 11! I'm not sure how many more there will be, honestly I'm surprised it got this far lmao

Though this wont stop me from trying my damndest to crush our bird boy with angst >:)

Here are the warning:

Cussing

Abuse mention

Panic attack (not explicit but I thought I'd let you know that it happened)

Keep safe and enjoy this rollercoaster!

Endeavor kept his hand on Hawks shoulder the entire time. The hand stayed on his hand until the doctor came back and told them that man was gone.

Questions swirled around Endeavor's head. Who was that man? What did he do to make Hawks get so angry? Endeavor didnt need to do much asking when it came to the second question, the answer was still clinging to his teacher for dear life.

Aziawa rubbed a hand up his students back, trying to soothe him. He murmured soft words of reassurance. Tokoyami still had his eyes set on the door, as if he was waiting for the man to come back.

Hawks moved forward to comfort Tokoyami, and the kid flinched so harshly that he might as well have hopped out of the bed. Hawks blinked, possessing.

Oh.

He had just screamed like a banshee, and punched his dad in the face. Hell, he still had blood on his hands. He must have looked terrifying to the kid.

He tried again, despite this, reaching out slowly. "Kid, it's me." Hawks heard Tokoyami make a half pained, half afraid noise in the back of his throat. He tried to move away. Hawks felt guilt rise up in him.

Aziawa kept a constant grip on Tokoyami while the doctor moved to mess with a machine behind the pair. "Distract him." Hawks saw the doctor mouth this and looked down. "...Kid?" Hawks stepped back a little, but didnt move his arms away.

Tokoyami's breathing was still uneven, but he did look a lot more exhausted than he had a second ago. Within a minute, he was out cold slumped against his teacher. Hawks looked at his arm.

The cast it had been wrapped in was ripped, and his arm was exposed. There were fingernail imprints along the edges. It was also bent slightly more backwards than it should be.

Hawks cussed. He knew that man was bad, but fuck. There were so many questions going around his head, but the one he found most troubling was...

"His father mentioned suppresants? What did he mean by that?" Endeavor voiced Hawks's thoughts, having sat down on the chair Aziawa had occupied. Aziawa shook his head, still rubbing Tokoyami's back. "Not sure, but it doesnt sound good."

Hawks nodded, still looking at his kid. "Asking him could potentially be worse, and make him panic. For now I suggest you three go. I'll handle things from here."

Hawks shook his head. "There's no fucking way in hell I'm leaving after what just happened." What if he hadn't been there? Things would have gone worse, and Hawks shuddered thinking about it.

Aziawa shifted Tokoyami so he was lying down, and placed a hand on Hawks's shoulder. "We can come back later. You need a shower." With the help of Endeavor, they got Hawks to leave. The doctor sighed and looked down at Tokoyami.

"First you go and try take on three adult villains alone. Now this. Erasurehead was right to call you a 'Problem-child'." He started re-bandaging Tokoyami's broken arm.

Little did any of them know, the 'security guard' was dragging the man down an alleyway, clearly upset. "Here." He said, throwing the man down.

Slowly, the skin started peeling and falling apart, revealing a female. "Yaknow, I just thought Shig was being paranoid when he told me to follow them, but I'm glad I did." She said this cheerfully.

She walked past him, grabbed his collar and banged on the metal door twice.

The mans eyes widened as the door opened, revealing three of the most dangerous villains in Japan.

Dabi stood at the door, Shigaraki at his right side, Mr. Compress at his left. He grinned down at the man. There was no humor in the grin.

Before the man had a chance to think, Dabi kicked him. Hard. He fell back, wheezing. "So this is the asshole..." Shigaraki growled, stepping out the doorway.

Mr. Compress stood upright, lifting his cane up with one hand, and brought it down on the mans hand. The man let out a yell.

Shigaraki walked forward as Dabi sent out a large flame. "Should we kill him? Oh, let me!! I wanna see red!" Shigaraki shook his head. "Nah, let's do exactly what he did to his kid. It's what he deserves, after all."

The man looked up, yelling. "I'm an innocent man! I've never done anything wrong by you ever! What's the meaning of this?!" Mr. Compress brought his cane roughly into the mans face.

Dabi sent more flames out. "I don't give a shit. You've abused. And we dont take kindly to abusive people." He snarled. Dabi wanted to rip this asshole asunder.

If he couldn't do it to Endeavor yet, he'd settle for making another kids life easier. One less abuser in the world.

"You're a hero to me..."

Shigaraki kicked the mans face, and enjoyed watching him crumple, unconscious.

Dabi shook his head and turned away. "Where the fuck are you going?" Shigaraki called as Dabi walked away. "I'm gonna visit someone real quick. I wont be back until tomorrow. Try not to kill him before I get back."

He lied. He was visiting two people. The only thing he regretted was that he couldn't get into either place, so a little breaking and entering had to be done. But he didnt care, he thought his mother and dumb kid that had grown in him was worth it.

He disappeared into the crowd.

I may or may not have already planned how the next chapter is gonna go, and I may or may not plan on Hawks and Tokoyami getting emotionally destroyed—

#boku no hero academia #tokoyami #bnha hawks #aizawa shouta #league of villains #shigaraki tomura #bnha dabi #sorry not sorry #;))

[fart-gate]

SG1

Season 2 episode 11

"THE TOKRA"

Notes by me

- part 1

- PREVIOUSLY - Sam swallowed a goauld and it told her there are nice worms out there, and then it died to save her (rip to a real one), Jacob Blunt As Fuck Carter told Sam he had cancer and now hes like.....dying

- anyway

- LMAO random character generator spat out chris argent from teen wolf

- did she have a memory of the tokra? That lady looked just like her tho

- not me dancing to the theme

- jack: how do u know the tokra are nice

Sam: my ✨feelings✨

- lol thats enough for Jack I guess

- is her dad's cancer worse

- "this is the first time ive gone on a mission where I feel like im leaving something behind" 😞

- Sam thinking her dad doesnt want her around and hammond assuring her shes wrong I'm WEEPING

- "youre more like your father than youd like to admit" if someone told me this my face would retract like I just ate a lemon

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- I swear to god im gonna start counting all the wizard of oz references that Jack makes so far its been 853 per episode

- are the tokra gonna be mean to tealc when they find them

- wait its chris argent dont shoot

- see I was right! Leave tealc alone 2k20

- "we are not goauld" ???? But you are?? Unless the name "goauld" isnt a species name but a certain group name? And the tokra are just a different group? But then whats their species called

- ah shit is sams dad gonna die while shes gone I dont think I can handle that

- Martouf haha u got a dumb name

- alright martouf didnt have to flex his pretty eyes at me but he sure as hell did

- 3 against 1 Jack looks like your giving up your guns

- he does NOT trust them

- "my memories of martouf are the strongest. Its like I have some weird bond with him" OH????? MY RELATIONSHIP RADAR IS PINGING

- "some little runt" best name for cancer ive heard so far

- is this all a ruse to find out what Sam does for a living!!! ......although I could be wrong since I dont know anyway to fake liver cancer

- the leader of the tokra is the most hunted goauld of all time BRUH

- tokra means against Ra? I thought it meant resistance or something

- Martouf.....i will admit. attractive. I take back what I said about having a dumb name I'm not who I was 3 minutes ago

- I thought for a sec that the male host for jolinar was who martouf was concerned for when he heard the "host died" but then I remembered that jolinar had a female host first. I had a fleeting moment of gay Chris Argent :\

- oh shit Jacob is literally like RIGHT at deaths door

- no glasses! Daniel in this scene

- a symbiotic relationship!! Thats really cool actually

- Daniel respectfully taking his hat off for the dying tokra is cute and all but......monkey brain see it hang off his neck like choker necklace

- "we dont use the sarcophagus. We believe it drains the good from our hearts"

"I can vouch for that"

- alright dudes that was not a very subtle way to ask if they want to have a little worm friend in their heads

- ah of course they dont think earth is advanced enough to have an alliance with. Hows the air from up on your fuckin high horse

- martouf: would you like to accompany me on an evening stroll, Sam?

Jack:

- "I want her back by 11 o clock" I thought we were done with this shit. Shes literally an high ranking air force officer. Pls treat her like an adult @writers

- THE TOKRA DONT HAVE A GENDER❤❤ this is actually really cool for a show from 1997

- martouf is bi I dont make the rules

- lantash taking over bc martouf too sad to keep talking 😩😩❤❤❤ I love them

- Sam being surprised that jolinar and martouf were lovers in the night. Like honey.....it was kinda obvious

- martouf describing Rosha 😭😭❤❤

- I cant imagine having memories of someone elses life. Sam is going thru some shit

- I love martouf with all my heart

- JOLINARS LOVE FOR MARTOUF WAS SO STRONG IT LEFT AN IMPRINT ON SAMS MIND

- martouf🤝Sam

- interrupting!Daniel strikes again

- AWKWARD

- Jack sneak 100. Is he gonna use the bathroom excuse again

- "no need for doors or partitions" didnt martouf just say he and jolinar were mates. How do u do the hokie pokie with no doors. What if someone walks in and ur ass out with your worm boyfriend in a cave

- Daniel rubbing his hands on everything. Im surprised he didnt lick the table

- tokra: the goauld hate us

jack: well its not a competition but they hate us more

- whats up sg3!

- hammond knowing Sam would want to be with her dad when he dies :'(

- ALRIGHT the tokra are huge assholes!! Wont even let her see her dad while hes literally dying!! I hate them all except for martouf. I just think hes neat

- to be continued -

~

Sam carter whump: emotional

No glasses!Daniel for a few minutes

🎶listening to Such A Simple Thing by Ray LaMontagne 🎶 for martouf and sams little stroll on the dune

#stargate season 2 #no glasses!daniel #sam whump season 2

[i-am-masterkittens]

You better prepare yourself cause these are Quite A Few Questions 👀👀 3, 4, 11, 12, 15, 21, 23, 31, 33, 39 and lastly 40. Wow. 11 questions lmao

Thank you so much 😭😭❤

3. rant. just do it (I am going to put my whole ass rant under the cut because BOY IS IT LENGTHY. Also tw child abuse, pedophilia, self-harm and I think that’s it.)

4. do you think its ok to separate the artist from the art? No? Like I guess if you want to, that’s fine, I’m not gonna hate you for it, but for me personally I’m gonna try to avoid it as much as possible. If a bad person creates a masterpiece, I’m still not gonna support them.

11. what unusual talent do you have? Uhh mild body contortion? Like I can’t touch my toes for the life of me but I can twist my body really weirdly and bend all my fingertips backwards by a lot. I love freaking people out by doing that.

12. what’s the most interesting schools gossip you’ve ever heard? I have audio-based problems meaning I have trouble understanding someone when they speak and also remembering what they said, so I can eavesdrop on the juiciest gossip and forget the next day. However, I do remember this one thing about some kid named Evan being a vampire, which I distinctly remember because Jake talked about it, but I don’t remember how it came up.

15. what’s a question do you constantly get asked? One would think it would be “omg are you left handed?” Or something similar, but I don’t think anyone’s ever asked me about it. One question I do get a lot is from my boyfriend, “why are you so cute?” It makes me shy and I have to hide my face.

21. what’s a conspiracy you believe in? That there are Warrior cats living somewhere in the world (from the warrior series). Which I guess isn’t a conspiracy, but I believe in it!

23. if you could break one of your bad habits which would you choose? The inability to take care of myself. I mean, if someone wasn’t there to remind me every day, I would never remember to take my medicine, or brush my teeth before bed, or even get dressed half the days. I wouldn’t call it lazy, it’s more of a “I’m too tired to take care of myself”. That’s mental illness for you babey!!

31. you can change one thing in your life right now. what are you changing? OH. I would totally delete every disease in the world. This whole quarantine thing is making me sick physically, emotionally, and mentally, because I am not allowed outside at all and the lack of fresh air, meeting people, and vitamin D is stressing me out and well I feel bad almost all the time now. Not to mention all the cool stuff I was gonna do for my 2020 graduation. 😔

33. what do you think about a lot I sometimes wonder if my best friend would let me call him Jakey or Jakie as a nickname but I’m too shy to ask because I am baby.

39. describe your asthetic Okay so I call it “Pretty-Cryptid, Baby-Softcore.” Because I am baby AND a cryptid. I’ll be eating baby carrots from the bag and staring out the window one minute then I’ll want to be snuggled under lots of blankets the next. I also really love pretty things and colors. Pastel purples and blues? Hell yeah! Pats on the head? I love you. A demon with ethereal vibes and pretty jewelry is standing next to me in bed and telling me everything’s going to be okay? OGHOHOHHHHGH ❤❤❤❤ Anyway I want a pretty monster dad, please?

40. answer with one of your ‘school memes’ (inside jokes you have with your class/grade) with no explanation Mr. Wise.

Here’s my rant:

The basis of it all is just that I would probably sleep forever if I could.

I guess that isn’t all quite a rant, so I’ll start of on a mild note. What the fuck is happening to my dreams? I’ve been having these weird ass dreams about people taking care of me and genuinely wanting to become a parental figure to me. They all wear masks, two of which look exactly like SCP-035 and SCP-049, but there’s this one dude, I don’t know him, but he wears this mask with holes in it. Apparently his name is Jason? This isn’t the first time I’ve had a dream about someone who I didn’t know existed, I’ve also had dreams about Monika from DDLC before I knew who she was, and even about how she died. It was creepy as fuck, and I sure hope my dreams don’t come true because I’ve had dreams of the future more than once.

Now that that’s out of the way, let’s get into the heavy stuff, starting with my parents.I know I’m not the only person to have shitty parents, but that doesn’t stop them from being shitty. And before I get into anything, please please, please don’t report them to anyone. It’s probably weird to hear considering all they’ve done, but the guilt will probably kill me literally, and I still kinda love them, I mean they’re my parents and they took care of me. I don’t want anything to happen to them, and I don’t want to have to hurt myself because I did something to them, even if it was indirectly.

It used to be physical abuse, but it’s evolved into verbal as I grew up. Whenever I used to get in trouble, I would get so fucking terrified of what was going to happen to me. My dad, who was mostly absent from my life, (hence my constant wishing for a fictional character to be my dad, and probably a HUGE factor for what’s happening to my dreams lately) was also the most heavy handed with the hitting. He would spank me so hard that I would be crying and my butt would be red for hours. And it was so SO obvious that he liked my sister more than me, because it was always me who ended up with the red butts, and she’d get away with a loud yelling at. Meanwhile my mom would just hit me wherever she could with whatever she could, including a wire coat hanger when she was doing laundry.

And I recognize that I was a problem child, both physically and mentally because of my internal deformities that cause a lot of health problems, but also my weird boyish mentality and energy (I was into roughhousing a lot). But even then, just yelling would be enough to make me stop. Hitting me the way they did only made me learn how to lie to them and hide when I did something wrong.

This sort of stuff went on until about middle school, where it turned into more verbal threats about kicking me out of the house, as well as calling me names and making comments that dropped my self esteem very low, including stupid cow, bitch, and even telling me to hide my body and never wear bikinis or short shorts or crop tops (which I was already sensitive enough about because of my scars and the bump in my abdomen because of my knotted intestines, which gives me digestive issues if I eat too much). Dad almost completely dropped off the disciplinary train, only yelling at me extremely loudly when he got angry, but other than that I did pretty much nothing with him.

Because of them I’ve become extremely paranoid when it comes to touches that aren’t meant to be 100% comforting, and I’ve never been able to fully trust anyone for fear of getting hurt, (I’m sorry Jake :( if it makes you feel better though I trust you the most out of anyone else) and I get nervous when speaking up because I always got shot down by my parents.

It’ll be okay though because I have my boyfriend who I’ll get to live with soon, even if it’s just for the summer.

This isn’t everything that they’ve done, but it’s the majority of it, and even though they do good stuff with me sometimes, like my dad cooks breakfast or takes us out to eat, or we all go on nice vacations together, and it makes me feel guilty that I’m making them look bad, and worry that I’m oversharing or being too sensitive, but then I remember what they do and have done, and remind myself that I’ll only visit during holidays.

When I was 13, I came into contact with a pedophile. My first one out of at least 2 that I remember. I’m going to spare the details, but he tried to roleplay sexual situations with him, and convince me to undress in front of him, and that’s when I cut contact with him, and faked my death. I’m so, SO fucking sick of pedos, and pedo apologists, saying there’s nothing wrong with the age difference, when pedophilia has done nothing good to or for children. It gave me severe PTSD, to the point that I can’t say any words relating to reproduction, and visual-based sexual content will cause me to have flashbacks and panic attacks and cause me to scratch myself. Thanks pedos! Fucking hate you all! Please die.

And before people say I am overreacting, I’ve had this huge trigger since I was 13 and that is not something a kid should go through. And the reason why not a lot of people know about what happened, it’s because of the fear that I harbored, that people would laugh at me, and might use my triggers against me, which made things even worse, and it wasn’t until my boyfriend triggered me (accidentally) that I finally told someone, and it made me feel better that I could rely on him.

Other than that, another rant is about my boyfriend. I mean, he’s a good boyfriend, and he’s nice, but sometimes he comes off as insensitive and it makes me upset. That’s most of the reasons why we fight. Another big thing is lack of affection/attention, which might seems strange since we’re always hanging out, it seems, and cuddling, but sometimes he falls asleep on me and I get bored and don’t know what to do, or sometimes he ignores me to play video games or talk to other people. I am very touch starved so I need constant attention and contact or else I get worried, and I don’t know if he knows this or not, but he definitely comes off as ignorant sometimes. 

He makes up for a lot of stuff he does, but it doesn’t make what he did go away, and I wish he’d realize that and change because he keeps making the same mistakes.

My last rant is going to be about myself, and that I feel like a shit person! I feel like I always make things worse! I feel bad for every decision I make! I feel like I’m too clingy to my boyfriend and that I ask too much of him sometimes, and it makes me feel like shit because what I want and how I feel afterwards are different things and wow! Time for scratches! Also I want to have the power to always know what to do and say to make everyone happier and feel better! But then I get scared I’m gonna make a mistake and instead of trying to help I ignore them and go wow! I am a very shit person for ignoring them! And now my heart hurts because I got another heart palpitation by panicking! Wow I have a shit body! My heart deformities might kill me in my sleep! Wow! I am so insecure about everything I do and every way I look. I just want to become small and disappear sometimes. I miss you Jake. It’s hard for me to tell you I love you because it’s such an intimate phrase and my boyfriend was the first to hear it from me. But I’m glad you’re the second, even though we were so close to it. Somewhere in an alternate universe we’re together, and that makes me happy. I hope I we can become platonically intimate again, I remember holding your hand at night and it made me feel a little bit better at that camp.

My body just always hurts. I have to take a lot of medicine, and between all my heart, lung, and intestinal issues, on top of all my mental issues, majority of which have gone undiagnosed because my mom is in denial and refuses to get me to any sort of therapy; all of that combined makes me tired constantly, and I just always have stress, and a little headache in the back of my head.

I’m still hurting a lot, but I hope to get better. I have lots of ideas for the future, and I want to complete them before I go. I hope I make it past 2020, with many of you in tow.

I’m so tired.

I’m sorry if I made you sad.

[rosewinterborn]

11/11/11

I waited too long to do this, so now I have 44 questions to do. RIP. Tagged by @writersblockandapotoftea, @arwallace (I know you tagged @expositionpreposition but it’s easier to do it here!), @shit-she-wrote, and @atinydino

Cap:

Who was your childhood hero?

Honestly, probably JKR. Again, RIP.

If we didn’t start the fire, who did?

People like my dad who say “millennials” like it’s a derogatory word probably

What made you start your wip?

Reading too much Dresden Files and also looking at magic academia posts on Tumblr (Gutter Witch); Reading Eragon (Companion to Dragons); Wanting to make an open magic world (Witches Anthology); Reading too much Stucky fanfiction (Fractal); Listening to the Magnus Archives three times through in a month (CHAF3k); wanted to go on a magic adventure with my high school friends (Children of the Light)

Hogwarts house?

Gryffindor!

Star Trek or Star Wars

Star Wars, though I like both

What was your pre-teen bop?

Uhhh Taylor Swift’s whole second album

If you could have a fantasy creature as a pet, what would you pick?

A dragon about the size of a cat that could sit on my shoulder and talk to me

What’s your pet peeve?

Feeling like people are upset with me but won’t talk to me about it

Dracula or Frankenstien’s Monster?

Haven’t read Dracula so Frankenstein’s monster, I guess.

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve said to a friend?

I mean I had a conversation with two lesbians about dildos yesterday, soooo

If you had to murder someone, who would it be?

No one. I honestly don’t think I’d be able to live with myself after.

A R Wallace

Which book(s)/series would you compare your current WIP(s) to?

The Dresden Files. Though I did have someone say it was like reading a better-written Mortal Instruments. I was tickled.

Would you be willing to adapt your WIP into a movie one     day? Why or Why not?

Yes. Please. Let me see my work come to life.

What is your ‘writing ritual’? (do you make sure     you’ve made a cup of tea, sit in a particular spot, etc.)

I don’t have any particular ritual, I usually just try and seize the energy when I have it. Right now I am trying to sit at my actual desk to work, though, and during school if I had anything that I desperately needed to get done I took my ass to a coffee shop and told myself I wasn’t allowed to leave until it was done.

How much has writeblr helped you with your writing?

It helped me find a writing community that inspired me to get back to work after the depression had taken it away from me. I’m not as active on writeblr as maybe I could be, but the writing discord I found through it has been a lifeline.

If you could be one creature (real or mythical), what would you be?

A dragon. But like, one of the ones that can shapeshift. I also like being human.

Sum up your favorite WIP in one sentence

Oh god I’m supposed to have a favorite? That’s not gonna happen…

Gutter Witch: Local teens sick and tired of prophetic bullshit

Children of the Light: Estranged assholes learn to love each other again and also stop the apocalypse

Fractal: Hell on Earth in so many ways

Companion to Dragons: Girl’s asshole father sends her and her sister on a suicide mission and thinks that’s the end of it (surprise!)

Witches Anthology: literally a whole bunch of short stories so I’m not gonna try

Which of your characters is your favorite?

Whyyyyyy idk in GW probably Hunter, he’s fun to write. Overall maybe Sterling, my enby necromancer in the anthology

Which of your characters is your least favorite?

Hunter’s mother. Like honestly, every time I write about her she gets worse.

What do you believe is the most overused trope in your WIP’s genre(s)?

Melodrama.

Favorite season?

Autumn

If you could travel anywhere in the universe, where would you go?

Several places in Europe, in no particular order.

Eva:

1.     What’s the first story you remember writing?

A story about a cat and a mouse becoming friends.

2.     How has your taste in books changed since childhood?

I’ve tended a lot less towards high fantasy. I think it’s too much of an energy investment to try and understand the worldbuilding right now, whereas you can usually just jump into urban fantasy. I’ve also gotten a lot more interested in horror.

3.     Do you see any similarities to your favorite books in your work? If yes, what are they?

If I’m being real honest, most of my wips are direct rip-offs of stuff I’ve read/watched/listened to, at least in the first draft. I usually try and direct my obsessions into creative energy at some point, with differing amounts of success.

4.     What sort of music inspires you?

Stuff with strong beats/baseline and vaguely rebellious lyrics. So like, lots of Imagine Dragons and Fall Out Boy. But also trailer music like Epic Score and Two Steps from Hell

5.     Favorite book?

These are the most evil kinds of questions you guys.

I can’t think of any published books I’d call my absolute favorite, but I do have a handful of fanfics I read on at least an annual basis: War, Children, by Nonymos; To Be Vulnerable Is Needed Most of All, by perfect_plan; and Schroedinger’s Romance by lesbuchanan

6.     Favorite mythology (Greek, Norse, etc.)?

Probably Celtic? I’m really rusty on it though

7.     Dream vacation?

A long, long trip through Europe without having to worry about money

8.     Favorite writing snack?

I don’t really eat when I write because its too much of a distraction :P

9.     What tea do you drink the most while writing?

Irish Breakfast

10.  Do you have a special writing cup, that you drink tea out of specifically when writing to fill you up with inspiration?

I have a couple I’m more likely to grab, like my Night Vale Community Radio mug or my white Starbucks mug with the gold lettering

11. Write your favorite quote from your recent wip!!

Just outside the beam of light was a circle of what looked like black paint, tiny sigils scratched into it, shimmering uncannily in the dark. Wisps of that grim light drifted from the sigils to the figures at their center, dancing around Mara’s hands, clutching at Hunter’s shirt. Anywhere they touched his skin, blood seeped from a new laceration, sluggish and dark and horrible. 

“Hunter,” she breathed. 

Then she heard him. 

“Run, Cady,” he croaked. “Tell my mom...she’s a bitch.”

Ames:

1.     What’s your favorite season and why

Autumn! I love rain and also that it’s not super hot or super cold

2.     What’s your favorite food?

Bread.

3.     Who’s your favorite character in your most recent WIP?

Hunter Bishop, asshole extraordinaire

4.     Do you hide easter eggs in your writing? If so tell me a few.

Hm. If I do, I don’t consider them easter eggs, just references. Though I did have someone in my creative writing class ask if the sandwich my protagonist was eating was based on one served in one of the restaurants on campus (and he was right)

5.     Would you prefer your WIPs to be turned into a movie or tv series? (feel free to tell me about more than just 1)

Gutter Witch should just be a movie, and I’m leaning towards that for Witches as well. Fractal could go either way, though I’m leaning towards TV show. Children of the Light could go either way. CHAF3k will hopefully be a podcast at some point.

6.     If you could have a writing studio anywhere with anything in it, what would it be like and where would it be?

I like the nook I have, though I think I’d adjust the height of my desk chair and add a coffee maker and a closer bathroom so I don’t have to walk all the way across the apartment. Oh, and I’d get a massive whiteboard so I can go all conspiracy theory on my wips.

7.     What music do you listen to to get you in the zone? (the writing zone)

Trailer music! Epic Score and Two Steps from Hell. I can’t listen to music with lyrics while I try to make the words go.

8.     What’s your worldbuilding process?

Panic.

But actually, I think of the aesthetic I’m after and then try to make everything build off of that. Along the way I usually try to figure out what thing I’m consciously or unconsciously basing it off of so that I can make necessary changes.

9.     Who are your most influential authors?

JKR (sorry), Laini Taylor, Juliet Marillier, Tamora Pierce

10.  What’s your favorite kind of cookie?

French macarons

11. Give me your favorite excerpt for your recent WIP!

“I wanted to talk to Madge.”

“Madge is dead,” Hunter said, confused. 

“I’m aware,” she said. “I asked Death to take me to her, but she said she couldn’t and suggested projection instead.”

Hunter turned from the stove with the most dumbfounded expression Cady had ever seen outside of cinema. “You asked Death,” he repeated.

Cady snorted. “Yeah. I asked Death.”

“The cosmic power, Death.”

“The cosmic power, Death. We’re good friends. She comes over for tea on occasion.”

Hunter stared at her, expression halfway between disbelief and suspicion. “You’re fucking with me.”

“I’m not fucking with you,” Cady said. “Death is the whole reason I came to this Coven. She sent me here when I was thirteen.”

Hunter sank back against the counter, looking almost faint. Whatever he’d been cooking began to sizzle alarmingly. “Death has been...in this apartment.”

Cady nodded.

Not tagging anyone else on this one. I’ve learned my lesson lmao.

#tag games

[themanicgalaxy]

SPN 6X20 the Man who Would be King

AHAHAA

OHOHO

HEHEHEHE

I AM QUITE EXCITED ABOUT THISSSSS

ok he's meditating

OH THE FISH

"don't you step on that fish" AHASIDPSFHA

ah yes I love leaning into how OLD cas is

two boys, an old drunk and a fallen angel AHH

This..this is a good recap

WHY IS THIS ALL THE WAY HERE

WHO IS HE TALKING TO?

Is

IS HE TALKING TO US??

IS THAT DIRECTED TO THE AUDIENCE??

WHAT

HeLlO DEaN

he checks in :)

"you'll call, right? if you get into real trouble" HE'S AN ALL POWERFUL ANGEL AND DEAN IS W O R R I E D

AWWW

HE'S SO HURT TOO ASDFIJSAPDHSP

talk to Crowley

love the aesthetics

why did we have to see the eggs

ErOtic vALuE

DisTraCteD

just

"the stench of that impala's all over your overcoat angel"

NEITHER OF THEM EVER SAY NO EITHER

...Crowley's trying to keep them away huh

WINCHESTERS GUARDIAN

oh my god the reforming holy shit

TWAS CASSSSS

lmao forgot ur soul sorry

Arrogance Hubris

ah and he was like

popping in and around

NO KILLING THE WINCHESTERS

"I'll just bring them back again" Oh myGOD

DENIM WRAPPED NIGHTMARES

they do keep killing things

both? die??

ok so a hunter demon thing that's working for crowley

Sam and Bobby working together is neat tho

stabbed the leg

Dean is the only one that takes issue with this

awwwww Dean

Bobby is also a Cas stan

oh SHIT HE'S RIGHT THERE

paranoid bastards

"superman who's gone dark side" BEN EDLUND I LVOE YOU

Dean

babe ur lois lane

"dean trying so hard to be loyal with every instinct telling him otherwise" WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT THE FUCK

LOYALTY TO CAS

THAT'S WHAT THAT LINE MEANT

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

DEMON COUNTERPART TO BOBBY SINGER

THE LIL COMPARTMENTALIZING FLICK TO HUMAN OH MY GOD

MANS IS PROTECTIVE OF WINCHESTERS AND WINCHESTERS ONLY

"I did it to protect the boys or myself" waHTIRWTJHAPSD

no confrontaTION OHH

"maybe they run from us now"FASDISPAFJSFP

he just wants to go to heaven

everyone with their own personal heavens

Cas

Chose you

AWW NO HE JUST WANTS FREE WILL

"freedom is a length of rope, god wants you to hang yourself with it" DSFKAOSH

"teaching poetry to fish" dfsKAP

FISH

"who's heaven is this"

and Raphael wants it to go back oh

"god's will is what I want"

"they were built to follow"

jesus christ

NOOO CAS

"we'd call Cas" :(

:(((((

:((((

HE WANTS TO BELIEVE IN HIM SO BAD

HE COULD HEAR THEM

HE DIDN'T WANT TO MAKE IT WORSE

BOTH SAM AND BOBBY ARE LIKE “dean come one it’s very likely he betrayed us” and Dean “trust issues” “Paranoid bastard” Winchester is like

this hurts me

HE COULD ALWAYS HEAR THEM

HE WAS SCARED OH MY GOD

THE KNOWLEDGE THAT EVERY SINGLE TIME THEY CALLED AND CAS DIDN’T COME HE WANTED TO BUT HAD OTHER SHIT THAT COULD HAVE HURT THEM, BUT THEY DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT IT

ok demon fight

oo the freeze frames

CAS HELPED

HE HELPED

OH HE'S SO FUCKED

"I was me again" figadf'si

Dean: what do you think guys, Cas saved us again isn't he cool

I love them

"they trusted me again"

NO

NO HE MADE THE SAME REFERENCE BOBBY MADE

HE'S SO HAPPY TO MAKE THE REFERENCE

DEAN'S SO HAPPY TO HEAR IT

THEY'RE SMILING AT EACH OTHER

"you're the very picture of mental health"

PROTECTIVE CAS

MANS IS STILL AN ANGEL HELL YEAH

he can't beat them to get free will without crowley

He wanted to ask Dean

but he wanted Dean out of it

he just

watched Dean

angel of thursday

the "I'm an angel" are gREAT

....ONCE AGAIN THE DESTIEL WITH NO REBUKE

HE KEEPS LOOKING BACK AT DEAN

ah the waiting in line hell

"you've got sex appeal" "thank you"

HE started THE CIVIL WAR?

I mean I kinda knew that but still

and he needs resources

HE'S SO PROTECTIVE OF DEAN AW

Cuz Crowley's king of hell, so he can peddle more souls

and he wants security

oho hand shots

MANS STARTED THE CIVIL WARRR

Road to Hell Good Intentions YadaYADA

NO THE HOLY OIL FIRE

THEY FLAGGED THE REFERENCE

he's panicking, Sam and Bobby are panic pushing in, and Dean

...oh no Dean

HE SOUNDS SO SAD

protect you, protect ALL of you WHARIPDH WHAT THE FUCK

he avoided the confrontation because he knew he would get a No

shit

lighting also MAKES IT SO MUCH WORSE

to be fair, you ALL SUCK AT COMMUNICATING

"why keep a secret if you knew it was wrong" oh my god

"it sounds so simple when you say it like that"

"Where were you when I needed to hear it" "I was there, where were you"

DEAN WANTED TO HELP

Shit and now they're coming

AND HIS FIRST THOUGHT WAS STILL RUN

his voice cracked too because of the voice

THE LOOK BACK

oh my god

whoops it's crowley

he's still protecting them

"I know what I am" oh MY GOD CAS NOOO

"what exactly are you willing to do" foads'

all the sigils holy shit

HE GOT IN

OH NO THE ANGEL PROOFING IS WRONG

DEAN TAUGHT HIM FREEDOM AND FREE WILL

NO YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING

VISUALS

"you and bobby are family"

NOOO BROTHERZONED

granted that's because that's the only thing that's stuck around

"I'm an angel" again

STOP THE ULTIMATUMS OH MY GOD

He's talking to god?

I feel like he's talking to us

"give me a sign"

and nothing

I

1. I...think I could track how many times he said I'm an angel, and what that meant, and the context. The way he used it to justify, that self-righteousness is still there, but he still..he wants to help

road to hell I guess

2. that superman line was not only genuinely good the first time, but the INSTANT I heard it again, I knew it was going to get flagged. AND THE LITTLE SCENE WHERE THEY'RE ALL SMILING NO

3. That little Sastiel interaction. I wish there was more of them. There's...I feel like there's so much there

4. Dean's refusal to believe cas was bad, the loyalty, the pleading. I think the ultimatums are the only thing Dean's dad ever did, and it's the only thing he's got. He desperately wants Cas to be with him(yes that too), and he can't express it.

5. Cas on the other hand, runs. He's got the flight instinct(Like SAM!!) and he tries to not get into uncomfortable situations, thinking it's best for everyone involved if he's not there. But he's also incredibly protective, but the boys don't see it, they get the betrayal. And Cas can't interpret Dean's loyalty as what it is because DEAN IS THE ONLY FRAME OF REFERENCE CASTIEL HAS

6. Like honestly speaking of, he's in WAY over his head. He BARELY got a shot at this free will thing, and then he started a civil war. He's going off of "I'm an angel"(heh) and "Free will good" and that's ALL he has!! oh my GOD!! get him a HUG!!

7. Honestly, this whole thing felt like "I wasn't given many places to put Cas's plot in there, so here, get all of it

8. Also the fact that he was kinda talking to the audience?? like that feels important, especially with the meta plot.

9. And even that! Cas constantly trying to justify it to himself oh my god

10. I THOGUHT Y'aL LWER KIDING

I THOUGHT IT WAS AN EXAGERRATION

OH MY GOD

11. Also the visuals were nice I guess. Like. I liked the lore and visuals they used, they were really cool

12. What the fuck.

I genuinely thought season 5 was the peak. And now this. Now this. What the fuck. WHAT THE FUCK IT'S GONNA KEEP COMING

#pawswatchesspn #6x20 the man who would be king #my coherency sharply deteriorated by the 18 min mark #when I had already felt so many emotions and hadn't even gotten halfway yet #what the fuck #I can't believe this episode anyway 3021910/10 it made me feel every single emotion under the sun

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[thewolfamongussy]

gimme ALL the numbers for the fanfic ask meme, Tumblr Dad!

 i would literally die for you did you know 

1. What is your favorite fic you have under your belt?

I don’t know lmao I don’t really reread my old work because it just makes me want to rewrite all of it. But I guess I’d say Stubborn cus it’s one of the only ones that I actually posted online and people seem to like it!!

2. What is your favorite snippet of dialogue?

Already answered!

3. What inspired Stubborn?

I daydreamed a lot about Cyder and Butch being stubborn babies who just wont admit that they care about each other

4. Do you prefer writing long or short fics?

Already answered!

5.What’s your favorite headcanon you use in fics?

My favorite headcanons are pretty much all canon in my fics like aroace Deacon, native Butch Deloria, etc

6. What’s the detail you wait on bated breath for readers to notice?

Really can’t think of any at the moment, maybe because the majority of my writing is locked away in my secret vault and will probably never see the light of day but uh maybe in this one in the line “He could see his reflection in Deacon’s trusty shades.” it was kinda like symbolism for Deacon being unreadable and how he’s private and shit cus you can’t see pass the shades and can’t see his eyes, Ghost can’t tell what Deacon’s thinking… like that’s it……..

7. How much do you like symbolism in your fics?

I do it a lot more now I think. Especially when writing about Seabrook. A lot of water-related symbolic imagery. 

8. How often do people catch onto your little details?

idk man who even reads my writing is the real question

9. What’s the fic you like the least?

Okay, this is no longer on AO3 actually so y’all can’t read it but I had a sad Danse fic called Goodnight, Paladin where he uh (trigger warning trigger warning) attempts suicide after Blind Betrayal and god I hate it because I wrote that before I ever experienced depression and being suicidal. I feel like a lot of it was kinda melodramatic maybe? I haven’t reread it since. It just makes me cringe and is kind of triggering for me (wow good job past Rhys)

10. What would you change if you had it all to do again?

I don’t know why I thought it’d be fun to write about That so if I were to rewrite it, I’d scrap the whole idea and just make a more light hearted fic about Danse accepting that he’s a synth and that’s it.

11. What’s a fanfic idea you haven’t done yet?

Every once in a while I want to write a long Fallout 4 fic with actual chapters and shit about Ghost but I know I won’t be able to do that. I NEVER finish my writing lmao.

12. What’s the hardest thing to write for you?

Literally everything. 

13. Do you have a favorite character to write for?

Already answered!

14. What’s your favorite shipping fic you’ve written? Favorite gen fic?

Shipping: uhhh I guess Stubborn? Some other fics that i’ve never posted too like this one really gay nsfw fic with Butch (y’all if uh.. if y’all wanna read it.. i might? post it? one day?) Gen: literally anything I’ve ever written about Deacon and Ghost cus they just kinda hang out and sometimes argue and be friends.

15. Give us a snippet of something from your WiPs!

Here’s a little something I wrote about my Courier Six

Now I’ll tell you, there ain’t nothing as bad as waking up to find to one of your eyes ain’t where it’s supposed to be. In your head, that’s where that is. I can’t think of many things that can be worse than that. But at first when I woke up, I didn’t realize I had forgotten everything and all. I just felt the side of my face hurtin’ like hell. Like stepping on a cactus, only worse than that. Maybe about ten times worse. Doc Mitchell was saying somethin’ ‘bout somethin’ but I was still too out of it to really know what was going on. Then he asked me my name. Now that question really killed me, that did, ‘cause I still don’t know the answer to that one up till this day. But you can call me Six. I was a courier of some sort and I got shot in the head by some guy in a checkered suit. That’s about all I know about me before I woke up in Goodsprings. There is one thing I remember though, and that’s the gunshot. Maybe it’s the hole in my head that’s making me think that but I could have sworn I’ve heard a gunshot. The Doc was alright. He’s a real nice guy. He got me all set up gave me my stuff and some clothes to wear. He said:“Put this on so the locals don’t pick on you for lacking modesty.” “Modesty”, now that’s a word I’ve heard before.

#wow thanks for asking me all these #my writing #casino-lights #asks

[rokurookajima]

doing some questions bc i sent a risky text and i need to look @god until i get a response

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say?

last person i texted was my friend john who i absolutely hate so wow that would be a HUGE yikes

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?

lmao good question. actually i mean i know the answer, we’re friends with benefits and we’re very cool with it. it would be cooler if he would respond to my thirst text rn u feel me

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?

technically i guess my exboyfriend and my current fwb are into drugs?? like they both smoke weed and do psychedelics lmao. im p current boy has also done coke but didn’t like it. but wow yeah i guess the question was would i care. nah as long as they’re not doing anything dangerous like driving while on drugs, and they’re not doing anything serious like heroin, i’m chill

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?

nah its 5

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?

it was sober, but my first kiss with that person was drunk lmao

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?

uhhh yeah i mean both my ex boyfriends. they fucked up too, but at the time, i wanted it to work out and felt like it was mostly my fault 

7. What does your last received text say?

“if only i had that influence” lmao i told my friend its too late to hang out tonight and that the only thing that would summon me out of my house would be sex

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?

uhhhh wow good question. idk how many times we’ve kissed like actually but we’ve been alone together three times and made out all three of those times 

9. Where was your last kiss at?

it was in the boy’s house, at the front door before i left how cliche

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?

wow i don’t have a sister

11. What do you drink in the morning?

usually just water if i’m at home and not going to get breakfast, but me and olivia keep getting diet coke in the morning before sculpture its bad

12. Where did you sleep last night?

alas it’s been a minute since i slept anywhere other than my apartment

13. Do you think relationships are hard?

i mean yeah they are, but up until the last month of my last relationship, it never felt like…palpably hard?? like there were hard things, but i never felt like it was so hard i questioned if it was worth it

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?

ha welp yeah five months ago was the last couple weeks me and my ex bf were still together and between then and now there are so many fuckin things i would change

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?

not at all yo i’m TRYING to lock him in a room with me but idk where he is

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?

rainy B’)

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?

i know i do, but i can’t remember who it is right now

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?

i’m not wearing pants at all my guy how scandalous 

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?

wow i really hope so 

20. Does anyone like you?

lmao my friends like me B’) but i mean like like?? welp pretty boy likes me enough to have sex with me, but we’re not romantic. this kid josh from my photo classes told our friend that he likes me sorry josh :/

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?

yes i have my girl saoirse 

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?

no

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?

jesus CHRIST yes there is it’s this girl in my photo class that is the WORST

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?

not a single day in my life i would never have 11 tattoos on my body

25. In the past week have you cried?

surprisingly i haven’t. i’m probably gonna jinx myself but since i got involved with this boy i haven’t rlly been sad at all. which is much more a correlation than a direct causation but he plays a part it’s a long story

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?

wow this french bulldog ran up to a fence while me and my friends were walking by and it was so scary bc we just hear this goblin sound and see a vague shape running at us out of an alley. but then it turned out to be a french bulldog and it was the best thing ever

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?

i usually pull the towel into the shower and wrap up in it, but don’t actually dry myself off til i get out

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

uh not an active football player but my ex boyf played football in junior high if that counts 

29. Do you think you’re old?

sometimes. like i’m only 20 but also like i’m 20 and i’m a junior in college and soon i’ll be a college graduate and that shit is FUCKED

30. Do you like text messaging?

yes i do i’m a fan

31. What type of day are you having?

it’s pretty average. not bad, pretty decent. little exasperating bc i’ve been pressed to see this mans and haven’t heard from him but that’s rlly my own dang fault i need to chill the thirst out

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?

yep and i did twice

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?

cold!! but not like freezing, i love chilly weather like 50-60 degrees (f) is SO prime

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?

yeah there’s a few!! luke, clayton, german, kevin, john even tho i hate him a lot. my ex boyfriend will always mean a lot to me bc of what we had. i got a soft spot for the current boy too i mean i gotta admit. and i guess my dad even tho he’s problematic af

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?

overall i’d prefer a relationship, but i’ve never had a fling until the last few weeks and idk if it’s even a fling it’s just not a committed relationship. i think both are good under certain circumstances 

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?

i think i’m somewhere in between like idk i think i’m pretty simple but i operate on a lot of fuck shit so who knows

37. What song are you listening to?

my 600 lb life 

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?

absolutely always 

39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?

lmao wow there are so many. olivia and evie definitely know the most about my life currently, and i have told them a lot about my life pre college. annabeth, gabrielle, gillian, and rachel also know a lot about me since we’ve been friends for a thousand years and now i still try to keep them updated on p much everything 

40. What made you start liking the person you like now?

uh even tho again its not a romantic thing i’ll still talk about pretty boy. weirdly like i met him last summer with my ex bf and i never knew what his name was, then i would see him literally all the time in super random places downtown. i don’t think i even knew his name til like november?? we also didn’t actually talk to each other til a party in december but i was super fucked up and don’t know what i said and i was moreso talking to his friend. now that i think back on it, i always thought he was attractive and when i’d think about possible like….hook ups he’d usually come to mind, but i didn’t think much about it. i was at a party a few weeks ago, and both of us ended up in the back of the kitchen and we were talking then we just kept talking and i was very drunk and we went upstairs and ended up making out in my friend’s bed. so uh. that was how. i guess why, it started mostly as a chemistry thing i guess but also he’s rlly rlly easy to talk to and always seems genuinely invested in what i have to say 

41. When did you last receive a text message?

like 2 minutes ago from evie 

42. What is wrong with you right now?

i haven’t heard back from the boy and honestly i wanna kiss :/

43. How well do you know the last female you texted?

the last are evie and olivia in our group chat and i’d say i know them both preeeetty well

44. Does anyone disgust you?

lmao that’s kinda extreme. i don’t think so but idk maybe

45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?

uh wow i don’t think so. idk i’m content with what i have rn, just kinda wish i saw him a little more often

46. Are you in a good mood right now?

yeah i guess, i’m chilling 

47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?

uh it was zach, who is my friend kevin’s friend and a barista at the coffee shop i went to earlier, so we chatted while he hooked me up with a cold brew

48. What color shirt are you wearing?

i’m also not wearing a shirt jesus why am i like this. i’m wearing a black bra and a green jacket

49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?

mmm i don’t think so? 

50. Anyone you’re giving up on?

no i don’t think so. i’ve moved on from seriously wanting my ex boyfriend to come back so i guess that kind of counts, but that’s not really giving up on him 

51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?

no definitely not. i wanted to for a minute, but it really felt so much worse to hate him

52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?

i guess maybe at the end of my relationship, there were times where my friends said maybe i should end things bc it was causing me so much more stress than anything else, but i couldn’t ever give it much thought bc i wanted to make it work so bad 

53. Do you like rain?

i do i love rain so much!! i don’t like when i have to walk through it, but even still it’s worth it

54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?

nah man. again like the drugs question, my ex boyfriend and the current weird boy both drink. as long as they’re not like. ugly disaster drunk, or drunk driving, then i don’t mind at all

55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?

lmao i kinda had a crush on one of my best friends in high school but it was more of a like….coming of age/grips with my sexuality thing than an actual like, and i never told her, so that’s the closest thing to that. 

56. Do you like to cuddle?

boyyyyyyy i fucking love to cuddle i live for it where is the boy so i can cuddle

57. Are you shy?

sometimes, but idk not necessarily but i do get a lot of social anxiety about certain things 

58. Do you get along with girls?

yes dude i fucking love girls girls are life i’ve always had rlly good girl friends and general experiences with girls. way more than boys lmao

59. Have you dated the person you texted last?

i mean me and evie and olivia are actually married sooooo

60. What do you carry with you at all times?

my phone?? that’s a boring answer but its tru

61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?

uh my friend annabeth’s house is pretty haunted and i’ve slept there a bunch of times so pls someone pay me for that

62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?

definitely!! i mean if i legitimately like and care about that person, but if i didn’t i wouldn’t be in a relationship with them at all. 

63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?

lmao yes i was. we were not doing great bc the distance but it wasn’t actually bad in october 

64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?

fucking YES

65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?

my friends are all cute wtf anything with them is cute

66. How old are the last three people you kissed?

uh they were pretty boy, luke, and olivia so 22, 20, and 21.

67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself? 

lmao i get them done but my mom pays, the one thing she’ll pay for for me B’)   

68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?    

tbh i’m not a big fan of either, but i guess leopard

69. Do you have any stickers on your car?    

no but i should fix that 

70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?    

lil wayne i guess

71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone?    

iPhone but man let me tell u i had a blackberry the first half of high school and i loved that little son of a bitch

72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut?    

i’m pretty sure it was valentines day??? me and evie got some young stuffed crust

73. Do you like diet soda?    

i’m literally going to die from drinking diet coke

74. What color are the walls in your room?

in my apartment, they’re just white, but like at my home home they’re chocolate brown and light blue    

75. Are you 16 or older?    

physically, i’m 20. mentally, debatable.

76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?

no i think i watched the first couple episodes when it came out tho??    

77. Do you have a job?    

yep i’m a real adult i work in an office

78. What are your initials?    

sgg

79. Did you ever have braces?    

i did lmao junior year of high school til right before i started college

80. Are you from the south?    

nah im midwest both in body and spirit

81. What does your last status on facebook say?    

uh it was a click bait thing i shared lmao

82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?    

i do bc it was gabrielle who has been one of my best friends since first grade

83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad?   

im closer to my mom i think but me and my dad are chill the majority of the time now. i don’t live with them anymore so i don’t rlly spend much time with them in general but y’know

84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?    

i did gymnastics for a minute as a small small child

85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?    

wow it’s been a really long time??? i think it might have been the blair witch lmao

86. Do you smoke?    

cigarettes, sometimes. i like to smoke when i’m at parties, and also evie smokes so i’ll smoke with her sometimes. weed, yes more often. haven’t for a while tho wtf

87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops?    

heels lmao i fuckin hate flip flops

88. Is your phone touch screen? 

uh are there people on this site that don’t have touch screen phones in this day and age   

89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly?    

straight

90. Have you ever snuck out of your house?    

nah lmao my parents would’ve killed me i would never have gotten away with it. also where i grew up, none of my friends lived that close together so when we couldn’t drive, none of us could’ve met up. plus there was nothing to do at all after like 10 other than go to someone’s house so there would’ve been no point

91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool?    

i guess a lake?? if it wasn’t a scary one u feel me

92. Have you ever made out in a car?    

yes my first make out ever was in a car parked on my college campus

93. …Had sex in a car?    

no but y’know i’m open 

94. Are you single or in a relationship?    

i feel like i’ve talked about this so much lmao but not really either i guess i’m more single than i am in a relationship, but i’m not tryna sleep with anyone other than pretty boy so idk honestly this is nice to be somewhere in between

95. What were you doing last night at midnight?    

i was sleeping last night was not an exciting one

96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?    

idk man i think december, the last time i was in florida??

97. Do you like the camera on your phone?    

yeah it’s chill. i rlly like taking pictures with flash through snapchat

98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits?    

once again i’ve talked about him SO much in this questionnaire but yes i do right now he’s a weird art hoe thot that does too many psychedelics and likes to write and teaches kindergarten 

99. Have you ever passed out from drinking?    

nah man i rlly don’t drink that much

100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate?   

idk if i hate them, but i definitely am not friends with a good portion of my Facebook friends  

101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare? 

i have not thank god   

102. Name your favorite Kesha song:    

die young B’)

103. Do you have any tan lines right now?    

it’s march in ohio whats the sun

104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?    

i would never wear cowboy boots honestly i’m insulted

#ask meme #about me #personal #one man harp band

[redvelvetnerd]

ALL!! or at least as many as you feel like answering

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say?

I would scream in horror.

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?

We’re cool. A lot has happened between us but now we are Good Friends.

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?

Given my personal history, absolutely.

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?

Fam, I have a Polish last name. Of course it is.

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?

Sober 100%

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?

Nope!

7. What does your last received text say?

“I knew you would”

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?

Many times.

9. Where was your last kiss at?

In front of the dude’s car.

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?

She’s in the room with me right now.

11. What do you drink in the morning?

Water

12. Where did you sleep last night?

My bed.

13. Do you think relationships are hard?

Not necessarily hard, but if you think they’re effortless, you’re doing it wrong.

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?

Without a doubt.

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?

None!

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?

Sunny! I love the sunshine.

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?

I have two middle names. I’ve met one person with one of them.

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?

Jeans currently.

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?

I hope so…

20. Does anyone like you?

Yep. Multiple people actually.

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?

Nope.

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?

Nope.

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?

Oh yes. A few.

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?

Yes but I don’t have the pain tolerance for it.

25. In the past week have you cried?

Well earlier today I got teary-eyed at a video, does that count?

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?

IT WAS A SHIBA THAT CAME IN THE DRIVETHRU AT WORK OMG

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?

In the shower I believe.

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

Nope!

29. Do you think you’re old?

It sure does feel like it sometimes but I know I’m not.

30. Do you like text messaging?

Yes but I prefer face-to-face.

31. What type of day are you having?

A lazy one. Cleaned a bit, filled out scholarship applications, but other than that, not too much lmao.

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?

Nope.

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?

Warm weather because I do not cold well.

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?

Yeahhhh.

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?

I’d like a relationship. I need some type of commitment at some point.

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?

SO COMPLICATED.

37. What song are you listening to?

Nothing

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?

I never say it unless I mean it.

39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?

Quite a few actually.

40. What made you start liking the person you like now?

His kindness definitely.

41. When did you last receive a text message?

10 minutes ago from my cousin.

42. What is wrong with you right now?

mANY THINGS FRIENDO WHERE SHOULD I START

43. How well do you know the last female you texted?

Pretty well, I’d say. One of my best friends

44. Does anyone disgust you?

No one comes to mind

45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?

Depends. Who is it?

46. Are you in a good mood right now?

I’d say so.

47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?

Does my cat count? If not, my sister, as I complained about the cat.

48. What color shirt are you wearing?

White

49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?

Recently? no.51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?

I don’t really hate anyone anymore so no.53. Do you like rain?

For a lazy day when I have nothing to do, sure.

54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?

Casually, no, but if it became a problem of course I would.

55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?

Oh absolutely.

56. Do you like to cuddle?

Every once in a while but not all the time.

57. Are you shy?

hell freakin yeah.

58. Do you get along with girls?

Yep! Some of my best friends are girls.

59. Have you dated the person you texted last?

HELL NAH I’M NOT TRYNA DATE MY COUSIN

60. What do you carry with you at all times?

My phone, debit card, and college ID card.

61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?

Of course! I’m a broke college kid, I’d do most anything for a million dollars.

62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?

I’d like to think so.

63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?

Nah lmao

64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?

Of course!!

65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?

My kitten happened. He’s pretty cute, though quite the troublemaker.

66. How old are the last three people you kissed?

I have kissed a whopping one person and he is 21.

67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself?

Pay someone because Lord knows they’ll do a better job than me.   68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?   

I hate both tbh.

69. Do you have any stickers on your car?

I’d need a car for that.

70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?   

Not a big fan of rap unless it’s ITH or Hamilton so Luke Bryan

71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone?

iPhone all the way man.   72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut? 

I can’t even remember. I live in New York man. I don’t need no stinkin Pizza Hut.  73. Do you like diet soda?   

Hell nah. It tastes weird and is worse for you than regular soda.

74. What color are the walls in your room?   

Teal. My sister picked it out.

75. Are you 16 or older?   

I am 18

76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?  

I do not. 77. Do you have a job? 

I work at Chick-fil-A   78. What are your initials?   

KMJP

79. Did you ever have braces?   

Nope!

80. Are you from the south?   

South shore of Long Island lmao

81. What does your last status on facebook say?   

Something about my kitten seeing himself on camera and swatting at it.

82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?   

Yep! Was just talking to him before.

83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad?   

My mom, considering my dad is not alive.

84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?   

Gymnastics when I was like 6 but I didn’t like it.

85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?   

Lmaoooo I don’t even remember. I hardly go to the movies.

86. Do you smoke?   

Hell no. Do I look like I want cancer?

87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops?   

Flip flops because I am super clumsy and can’t walk in heels.

88. Is your phone touch screen?   

Whose isn’t at this point?

89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly?   

I wear it naturally which is somewhere in between.

90. Have you ever snuck out of your house?   

Nope.

91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool?    

YES.

92. Have you ever made out in a car?   

Nope.

93. …Had sex in a car?   

No and I’ve heard it’s not a good experience.

94. Are you single or in a relationship?   

Single pringle

95. What were you doing last night at midnight?   

Probably scrolling through this blue hellsite.

96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?   

Last week when it turned 2017! Some people down the block set them off.

97. Do you like the camera on your phone?    

I do! I think it’s a good one.

99. Have you ever passed out from drinking?

Nope!      102. Name your favorite Kesha song:

Don’t have one.   103. Do you have any tan lines right now?   

Nah it’s January. Six months ago, sure.

104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?   

NAH. Why would I own cowboy boots?

That took a LONG ASS TIME but there you go.

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@misterbitches im finally responding to your posts lol sorry babes 😬

i think ive heard of tamara but i havent read that specific thing youre talking about. but yeah the power structures behind anti-asian racism are not perpetuated by black ppl def. and white supremacy has a greater effect on black ppl than asian ppl bc of ya know... history. thats some rlly interesting insight tho bc like the antiblackness in the asian community is seemingly often presented as a perfect parallel to anti-asian racism in the black community. 

moving on from depressing stuff .. the dubbing of the untamed is by different ppl which is why it fucked me up when i found out. like that wasnt their actual voices tf ??! both of the leads were idols so that probably was part of why they got the role lol but they’re also talented.

im sorry your college experience was like that it sounds like hell. 

ik i should say something if I feel i should but like i always think “maybe theres something im missing i dont want to talk out my ass” idk just how i am 

yesss im a large proponent of curating your own spaces i use the block button liberally. also just ignoring ppl who have meaningless opinions i disagree with. like i used to get myself in a tizzy in my head when i saw someone say something bad about something i like trying to justify to myself how theyre wrong. now im just like idc lol. 

i live in a city with a lot of out of state tourists and i just get to clean up after them for $11/hr 🙃

im def guilty of sometimes believing whatever leftist analysis i dee on the tl i really need to do start reading more theory/history but ive become illiterate. i learned about the stuff your referring to in a class last year but like im not gonna get into all that its just very complex.

atots is very romantic as a pisces it makes me want to die. ive never heard that story about SOPHIE thats lovely.

lol i lowkey tend to look at vague spoilers before watching any bl bc im picky and dont want to waste my time on something shitty its worked pretty well for me so far. your past obsession w/ lady gaga is understandable tbh. but yeah ive been waiting for all this to blow up in sibs face. i have no idea whats gonna happen tomorrow in the next ep. like obv gene is gonna forgive him but im excited to see his grovel. yeah i like up’s acting even tho his crying isnt my favorite bc he has great expressions. kao is eh. he was similarily as meh in uwma tho so i wasnt expecting much from him. i think tharn’s actor (mew) got so much worse about that pausing thing in season 2 it was terribleee. also i think tyoe’s actor (mew) is good but thats mostly bc i think he’s gorgeous. 

i dont think mhok and aey are stepbrothers but idk for sure. im thinking mhok is either a childhood friend or aey’s sisters bf. oh yeah fuck his sister. its probably partly bc hes gay but his father mentioned him being evil which ig can be referring to him being gay but idk. 

i liked color rush it had a unique premise. oooh i saw mr heart and to my star too. i think you already know my wbl thoughts so yeah ... i love shu yi and his dad needs to fuck off. i think the first season flowed much better than the current one. 

aw i feel like everyone like uwma for winteam but i love the main couple. fluke had to cry multiple times every episode and he did wonderfully. lol hes not the pale one who died tho that actor is earth/cooheart. he also cries a lot tho. fluke and earth are actually both openly gay irl love that. 

ah so its like the giver and the receiver. thats so stupid. makes me think of this political philosopher i read recently who thinks of marriage as inherently oppressive to women. which like .. word !!

yeah i used to read rpf but like it just doesnt align with my morals i cant. even if i dont think theyre real it still feels weird. lol i just watch from afar as stans think fanservice and queerbaiting mean these ppl are actually together lmao.

i just want gay ppl to be employed. if theyre selling the fetishization of gay men to girls then the gays need a cut of the check. the replacing a straight relationship with two men is why im fine when a bl has a homophobia storyline bc that gives it less straight vibes lmao. 

i still think about that scene in itsay where the gay one tries on his moms bra bc he thinks that what the other dude would want. and then has a breakdown bc thats not him. WOW art !! the girl was def utilized well in itsay i loved her. i havent seen my engineer but she sounds lovely. tiffy my love ... OKAY DONE