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#if you for some reason feel like this is unreasonable or selfish of me just go ahead and block me
yellobb · 3 months
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Added a fuck ton of filtered tags because I had a breakdown 🤪
For the foreseeable future, this blog will be pretty much exclusively for processing my feelings or posting shit that makes me happy. I know that it’s important to share stuff that’s going on in the real world and to not turn a blind eye, but I need this to be a safe space for me
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alienwithaguitar · 2 months
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Shelby said a lot during her stream, teetering from honorable to downright strange, and I want to address some of the issues. Before I say anything, I am still supportive of Shelby’s story, but this stream revealed a lot to me. I especially push Shelby supporters to read this, as this stream pushed MANY people I know to a neutral stance.
Shelby claimed having a depressive disorder just involved "feeling depressed", which is a harmful misconception that minimizes our struggles. Depression is more than feeling sad, and is categorized as being "different from regular mood changes and feelings about everyday life." It can involve constant hopelessness, angry outbursts, loss of motivation in most activities, and can lead to fluctuating weights, suicidal ideations, and self-sabotaging. To say "we all feel a little depressed sometimes" is to dismiss the lifelong struggles people with depression go through.
Shelby also implies that people with mental illness cannot change, and that recovery is not possible if your depression has hurt others. Not only is that an incredibly harmful idea to spread, it's blatantly incorrect. Just as habits and thoughts are trained throughout your life, they can also be untrained. There is genuine psychological basis in this, and to say that recovery is impossible is scientifically false. Personalities shift our entire lives, and changes in our physical and mental environments help us train new habits. This is part of the reason we try forming better schedules in new environments, and why a consistently stressful environment can bloom negative habits.
People don't chose to have mental illness, and if you're never taught to handle it, it can be extremely easy to hurt others. The most powerful tool to recovery is believing you can be better, and Shelby telling people to not even try is just enabling self-destructive people to hurt others for the rest of their lives. Change is a long process, but it's absolutely possible- Something as simple as a disruption in your life, a wake up call, and a drive to be a better person are the first steps to kickstarting change.
Shelby’s claims are very strange considering the rest of the stream. Earlier, she went on a rant about content creator’s influence on teenagers. She acknowledged teenagers are impressionable, and that it’s important to take care of those looking up to you. She recognized her fanbase was mainly teenagers, many of whom struggle from mental illness. It feels backwards to emphasize being a good role model before telling thousands of kids that their mental illness makes them a bad person. Her statement was about treating people with kindness no matter what, but she couldn’t keep that energy for people with depression.
Shelby herself was able to find help in therapy, so to deny that others should seek help feels selfish. She also confirmed on stream that she's seen the informative resources people sent her, and that she has ignored them. I can excuse the stereotyping if she's willing to be educated, but she's made it clear she believes she’s right. This is one thing I cannot defend, and I can't forgive her for slandering myself and thousands of struggling teens’ progress to their faces.
One final thing Shelby mentioned was that we should wait for evidence, and it's alright to feel doubtful. I want to revisit her statement with the current evidence we have, that I will take with a grain of salt by her own request. With the proof we have, nothing that Shelby claims comes across as abusive outside of the biting.
Shelby said she would get locked in his house at times. UK houses need a key to unlock the inside, and Wilbur likely only had one. While at his house, Shelby had access to her phone, and there were ways she could communicate with him or call for help if this was a problem. We have no evidence to claim that he trapped her. Shelby also stated her family never met Wilbur, because she had to travel to meet him. It wouldn't be unreasonable to stay in his house for an extended amount of time, and that was entirely her choice. She certainly might have felt neglected, but to claim that it was entrapment is baseless.
Wilbur was also busy with tours, absent nearly 200 days of the year. Feeling lonely makes sense, but raising that as abusive and holding it against him is ridiculous. As a famous musician, Wilbur has obligations that he legally can't drop. This was something she needed to be aware of when pursuing a relationship with him. She's allowed to wish things were different, but genuinely expecting him to abandon his lifelong passion is more than a little strange. This doesn't detract from her feelings, but to hold his legal obligations over his head when she should’ve known he'd be busy is unreasonable.
Shelby has also made a point of publicly shaming his hygiene. The inability to care for yourself and your space is a common symptom of depression. It was kind of her to clean, but her words imply she thinks he's just lazy. She explicitly notes that Wilbur didn’t expect her to clean, but that he waited for her to clean. This is weird to specify, as people with depression typically don't make plans to clean for long periods of time. She likely just assumed his inaction was a sign for her to do it, rather than something he struggled with and had no plans to do anyway. I don't think she was right for shaming his depressive habits, and I don't think he was right for dismissing her help. However, the comments he made about her cleaning very strongly imply that he never had plans to clean either way. This just reads as a choice to help out, not expectation or pressure.
Based on the evidence we have now, the points Shelby made just come across as her dating a mentally ill man and not being prepared for the challenges that come with that. Her family never met him, and he was very busy, so there wasn’t much outside opinion she could get. It's reasonable for her to feel neglected, but that doesn't necessarily mean it was intentional harm. It's important for both parties to get help, to communicate what happened and talk about their feelings. Wilbur stated he was committed to talking with her and addressing her concerns, while Shelby blocked him and refused to communicate, despite telling him she wanted to remain friends. All she's done since is reject his apology (even though he made a statement, not an apology, for legal reasons) and ignore his requests to speak. This avoidance to communicate is likely why the lines of consent and expectation were blurred in their relationship, as they've both expressed an inability to communicate.
This was not written to discredit Shelby's experience, I do believe she has trauma. However, you can absolutely be traumatized by relationships that weren't necessarily abusive. I've experienced years of PTSD from completely fabricated nightmares, and have trauma from repeated hallucinations of my ex. She’s not lying about her feelings- But between the contradictions, refusing to talk with Wilbur about an apology, and the insistence to "communicate” despite the fact that she blocked him, I can't support Shelby's actions.
I will always fight to uplift victims, and I am sympathetic of her story, but I can't defend someone who makes no effort to communicate or educate herself before speaking. Until either of them presents something that is beyond "he said, she said" I will remain neutral. I think they both deserve a chance to change and talk about this privately, and I will be waiting for a better response in the mean time. There was clearly miscommunication, and this was brought to us prematurely (shown by her contradicting statements.) I urge you all to look at the evidence and hopefully come to a similar conclusion. You can feel for someone's experiences and sympathize with their mental state without endorsing them. Stay safe, be kind, and don't jump to any conclusions. 🤍
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galene-gothic · 9 months
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꒰ Your negative thoughts ꒱
You have low-key villainized yourself, while others think that they're very kind people, you think that you're selfish and pushy. You also think that you're kind of catty and don't have an easy time making friends with women especially? You have internalised a belief that connections are not what make you truly happy. You kind of seek revenge, you might not be aware of it but you might imagine the look on people's faces when you look a certain way, have a certain amount of money or a certain lifestyle. Once in a while, you also tend to feel insecure, it could be regarding different things for different people, like for some of you, it might be when you're scrolling on tiktok and see pretty girls, for the others, it might be in regards to how much money you have, etc. For a select few of you, if someone was chosen over you by a love interest, you tend to wonder why you weren't enough. "Was I not pretty enough?", "Why would he/she choose me anyways?", etc. You have a strong belief that men or well, whatever sex/gender you're attracted to in a romantic manner, are not ready to commit (honestly, I do not blame you). You also believe that the people who you are attracted to are players, the type to leave people who they love. Most of you want people to present something tangible (like money) to you in terms of romantic proposals and relationships, etc. but rightfully, you tend to wonder if that's even possible in this generation. The people who you've dealt with in the past or have seen people in your life deal with, might've been really difficult to reason with.
The kind of people who don't apologise after doing the most soul crushing things but hold you accountable for every single thing that goes against their will. Honestly, they might have been the kind of people to go, "you do not understand me, my ex broke my heart in middle school!!" or maybe even the type of people who don't appreciate people doing household chores and are like "I bring a paycheck home so well, I do 90% for this house, all you do is stay at home all day. Household chores aren't even difficult," but are not willing to do them either and say something like "why would I cook and clean? I'm not a slave." I'm not saying that the above are the exact scenarios that you've had to deal with but the level of unreasonableness is just really concerning. Due to their unreasonableness, you think that most people are unreasonable. You also tend to worry about being unreasonable and think about things A LOT. You're the type to be like "was it necessary for me to act like that?" or "I will apologise since I was being unreasonable." You also tend to think a lot about whether the way you're acting is reasonable too. You might sometimes be like "I'm being too thoughtful in a world that lacks thoughtfulness" and feel bad though. You think that you're undergoing some sort of a negative karmic cycle. You are someone scared that you're stuck or not moving forward because maybe for some of you, you were forced to quit your school, university, job or whatever and for others, you simply feel like cycles kind of repeat in your life.
꒰ The loving truth ꒱
I think that for most if not all of you, your selfishness is just a result of resentment, maybe, you ended up being too selfless in the past and it didn't do you well. However, you guys are self serving, you like to make decisions that are the best for you and it doesn't make you selfish. Seeking revenge is kind of being heavy on you since you might end up making decisions from an ego-centric place but you're more than capable of fixing it. You're loveable for being you. Ofcourse, if someone chooses someone else over you, it's normal to be upset about it but trust me, in actuality it has little to nothing to do with you. You do not need to have a certain amount of money, certain kind of beauty or lifestyle in order to be loved. I hope that you're able to stop taking things so personally. I'm saying this from the most loving place, 'not everything is an attack on your worth.' About, people being non-committal, honestly, there are many people like that, however, some people do wish to have a loving relationship with a strong commitment towards one another.
Not all men or women are shitty, the ones you give your time to are. The right people will be willing to do everything you for you, as long as you appreciate it and wish to return the same energy to them. Trust me, you'll find people who you will be able to reason with and vice versa, people who do not victimize themselves or turn everything against you. The fact that you've dealt with unreasonable people actually has been quite helpful for you. You are able to correct your actions and face yourself in the mirror. While, you do villainize yourself, you cannot deny that you're a good person who tries to be a good person. About the karmic cycle, it might actually be true, however, everyone has negative karma and well the cycle is helping things work out for the highest good of all. I'm not sure if before, you tried to get out of toxic cycles but at this point, you're not lazy anymore, you're trying very hard to move forward and do what's the best for you. So, you're not stuck in any cycle. As I said before, things are working out for the highest good. Take good care of yourself, all love.
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꒰ Your negative thoughts ꒱
You guys tend to look at things through rose-tinted glasses and you know it. You often wonder if something is just your wishful thinking. Some of you might have gotten very comfortable with having options, if you do not make a good decision soon, you'll lose all the options (I'm not sure whether it's romantically, career wise or just life in general.) You always feel the need to refocus in life, you're always like, "what am I doing right? what am I doing wrong?", etc. while, it's quite good, it's kinda bad because you feel like it leads to you being worried about being disorganised. You wonder if people are not who they seem to be. Another thing is that you are in the spotlight and for some reason, it causes negative thoughts to emerge. You might have people who love projecting and call you ugly to your face or in another case, say that you're not all that just because you're pretty and popular. 'Prom queen' by Beach Bunny started playing. You understand that beauty is pain but most of you still continue striving for it. You might think that you're pretty because I'm not getting you being particularly insecure but there are times when you wish to look different, like, you might be Adriana Lima kind of pretty but want to be Blake Lively kind of pretty sometimes.
You really care about being popular, it seems to be something quite important to you or atleast your reputation. You do not like to look insecure, no matter how bad your day might be going, you try to look as confident as possible. Omg, the popularity didn't do you well is what I'm getting. You feel like you're tired of all the hardships in life. People love competing with you and you know it but you do not wish to compete. People try to compete with you and then accuse you of looking down on them? You're really guarded and wounded, you are aware of it too but you're not being able to stop it yet. Ofcourse, it's not possible to just switch it off but you'll get better soon, I have faith in you. Your negative experiences tend to weigh you down at times but it's only natural, it doesn't make you a bad human. You know that difficult times have made you a really resilient person but you wonder if you're being too guarded. You're aware that so many of your thoughts are simply just self fulfilling prophesies and you're trying to work through them, one at a time. I'm proud of you. You often look to the past in order to become a better person. You know that no one is coming to save you but you might overwork yourself due to that. You're really critical of yourself in general.
꒰ The loving truth ꒱
Honestly, there is a need to look at things through a realistic lens but don't become cynical. Some options are good while some aren't, that's just the way life is in general. Just try to use your discernment. You're beautiful just the way you are, you could try different looks but my advice would be to accept your body while still experimenting (as long as you're not harming yourself or anyone else). About being popular and your reputation, it is something you shouldn't worry about. The moment you start simply focusing on being the best version of yourself without caring about popularity, etc. is when you'll receive the most popularity and support, ofcourse, there'll be haters too but you get the point. Confidence is good, one more way of building confidence is through working on yourself and growing as a person. It's not your fault that people project onto you, slowly but surely, you're healing.
You shine which makes others insecure but it has nothing to do with you. While, your reputation and popularity does mean something to you, you are really scared of being the center of attention in any way at this point. My tip is to love yourself enough to not dim your shine. You are a really persistent person so you shouldn't have to worry about competitive but incompetent people trying to make you feel trashy. My tip is to let your guard down in front of certain people. Try to understand how your choices affect you without being too hard on yourself, you've always done your best and still are. It's quite obvious in the cards. Try to pace yourself in terms of work and self development. Realistically, it's not possible that you become 1% better everyday but it's possible that you try as hard as possible, not to the point of a burnout though. You know it but you're living life and learning through your experiences, I'm proud of you.
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꒰ Your negative thoughts ꒱
You've suffered the loss of something that wasn't exactly good and you know it but you're still letting it occupy your mind. You tend to have a lot of negative thoughts, like it seems like it's difficult to even keep a track. You think that people gossip about you and you don't mind it but maybe when it comes to your achievements in life, you are kind of insecure. You find yourself being jealous of people, you don't let it get the best of you ofcourse. You might feel a lot of anger, even at small things. If you're plotting something against people who have hurt you or well just plotting against someone in general, you need to stop. It doesn't need to be a great plot, it could be something like "I'm going to date ___ so that I can make her realise who the fuck I am." It doesn't need to be this ofcourse but you get it. Just don't let these people control how you live life. This plan is going to terribly backfire if you continue going. You're bitter about almost everything right now. Probably, past things still weigh heavily on you, maybe for some of you it was recent and for others, you just take longer to heal. People seem to have been really reckless when it comes to you because you seem very strong and they felt insecure. You wish to win, no matter what it takes.
You know that you need to get your mindset and life together but you don't know where to start, it's causing a lot of mental health issues for you. I feel like your emotions are making things mentally really hard for you and it's completely understandable. Emotions are normal, trust me when I see this, even people who decisively take actions in order to leave certain people and situations behind because it no longer serves them tend to cry and take time to heal. Most of you have let go of something or someone really precious to you even though they were definitely not worth it (could be multiple people) but some of you are still not being able to let go. Once, you let go, your negative thoughts will decrease. Letting go seems to be really painful for you, it's alright ! You're allowed to take your time. The changes you've gone through have been really drastic and it is scary. I feel like something is still very fresh, it still tugs at your heart, something or someone that makes you feel disappointed everytime you think about it or them. You think that you're a failure even though you're not. You just seem to be extremely disappointed at how things have turned out.
꒰ The loving truth ꒱
People do seem to gossip about you but it gives you the opportunity to become the best version of yourself to the point, people do not even believe negative things about you and if they do, it's out of jealousy. About your negative thoughts, you should meditate and write them down, process them properly and let go, little by little. You being insecure about your achievements is a clue as to you not being happy with where you are in life. You should try to accomplish things and better yourself. Also, your worth is not attached to anything outside of you, your character makes you worthy enough. Learn how to turn jealousy into admiration in order to become better as a person. Once, you start meditating, I'm sure that your anger will get better. It's okay to take time to heal but you do not have the right to hurt others just because you're hurt.
You will win, if you direct energy into yourself. Use the anger and bitterness as a source of toxic motivation. If you got involved in some sort of drama or fight recently, you need to think about what the other person/people said or did. You'll find your answers. It's alright, healing takes time, getting better takes time, building a certain lifestyle takes time. You should take time and space to consider your next steps (I feel like you're already there but you're still struggling, it'll get better if you try to be more decisive). As I said before being upset and grieving is alright ! You're allowed to take your time. Your outsides changing is simply a redirection for you to change your inside too. You'll find friends who will support you very soon. It's okay to be disappointed but you're not a failure, you have everything you need in order to move forward. Please take care of yourself, all love.
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oopsallfictives · 1 year
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I want to tell you a story about one of my headmates. It's about competing needs, and the harm we can do if we assert that one type of accessibility is inherently and always more important than another. It's also a story about typing quirks, and if you can't read a story like that with an open mind, this is your chance to scroll past and leave us be
Terezi is fictive of Terezi Pyrope from Homestuck. Because of that, SH3 TYP3S L1K3 TH1S (plain text: she types like this). Obviously, this isn't compatible with the use of a screenreader. A lot of our Homestuck fictives prefer to use their typing quirks, but will use plain text in settings where there might be people who use screenreaders, or where the use of typing quirks is banned. Not Terezi, though
It's not because they're stubborn, or because they don't understand the importance of screenreaders, it's because it's a genuine need for them. When she tries to type "normally", it causes distress and dissociation, because the words don't feel like she's the one typing them unless she's allowed to type them in her quirk. We've tried to find ways to accommodate them, like I did above by providing a plain text version, but that's not always practical or possible, and she can't write the plain text versions herself. There's a reason she's not the one telling you this story
In a lot of online system spaces, it's become the norm to discourage or outright ban the use of typing quirks because they're incompatible with screenreaders. The idea is that people can just not use their quirks, while people can't opt out of needing a screenreader, but that's not true for everyone. Yes, some typing quirks are incompatible with screenreaders, so when people use them their messages aren't accessible to anyone who relies on a screenreader. And yeah, that's an issue, but the solution can't be that no one gets to use typing quirks. When you ban them, you're still making your space inaccessible, just to a different group of people
When one of the plural discord servers we're in banned the use of typing quirks, we negotiated a method of translating Terezi's messages into plain text that the mods agreed to, but the damage was already done. They stopped coming up to front, stopped talking to people outside the system entirely. They're close friends with three of the people I'm in a relationship with, and yet I haven't seen them in months. If I hadn't asked her permission to write this, who knows when I would've seen her next?
And when I did ask, she burst into tears and asked me to please write it because she can't do it herself. Even if they got to do it entirely in their typing quirk they still couldn't tell their story because they're scared it'll get hate sent our way, and I'll be the one who has to deal with it. She also has a lot of shame about this part of her, because she's been told it's unreasonable and selfish for her to type in her quirk. If you can't understand why that's a problem, imagine being told you're making a space inaccessible just by talking in your natural voice
This is a competing needs issue. There are spaces where people who need screenreaders and people who need to be allowed to use their typing quirks will be coexisting, and that's going to be a tricky thing to handle. But you don't solve a competing needs issue by saying "one of you gets your needs met and the other has to leave". But people don't take typing quirks seriously as a genuine need, they don't see them as an accessibility issue. So when they come up against screenreaders, most people think it's obvious that screenreaders should be prioritized 100% of the time
But when everyone's saying that your needs aren't genuine and you aren't allowed to just do what you need to without worrying about another person's needs (but they're allowed to do that to you), that eats at you. It eats at your self-esteem. The overwhelming message Terezi's gotten is "you're never allowed to put your own needs above the needs of others, and if you do we might punish your entire system for it". No wonder she stopped talking
I don't know if there's a single specific message we want you to take away from this, but if nothing else we'd like to say something to people whose accessibility needs are repeatedly deemed unimportant or less important. You're allowed to put yourself first. You're allowed to say "I can't worry about other people's needs right now, I'm going to do what I need to". You're allowed to be upset when other people treat you like shit for doing that, too. And it's not your fault that you have a need that other people don't take seriously
PL34S3 T4K3 C4R3 OF YOURS3LV3S
(Plain text: please take care of yourselves)
-Oliver (he/him) and Terezi (she/they)
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larluce · 5 months
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I want to talk about Arthur's reaction to Merlin being a sorcerer in magic reveal fics.
There are the ones that portray a very violent and cruel Arthur. Fisically injuring Merlin on impulse or trying to supress his magic with cold iron. Almost killing him by accident due to outburst or ignorance for him to feel very guilty afterwards. I get why they do it. The angst and drama. And, while there are very well written fics with these prompts, I don't actually believe Arthur would react that way. No matter how betrayed, angry and hurt he feels.
True, there were occasions where Arthur reacted badly, or really, just two occasions: when Morgause told him the truth about his birth and he almost killed his father, and when Gwen "cheated" on him with Lancelot and banish her. However, in the first scenario he genuinely believed his father had killed his mother just out of selfishness, the mother he never got to meet and blame himself for her death all his life, and then killed thousands, not really out of guilt or revenge which probably was Uther main motive, but out of pure hypocrisy. Honestly, even the most kindhearted and nonviolent person would react that badly! I don't think we can compare learning your best friend lied to you about being a sorcerer for years with that. When it came to Gwen though Arthur was actually merciful. As King he should have had her executed, he couldn't NOT punish her in some way because there were witnesses and he couldn't be look as a weak or unreasonable King. And even as angry as he was, he let her explain herself, he was willing to listen to what she had to say. Looking a little backwards, when Arthur found Gwen kissing Lancelot and went on full rage, he never draw his sword at her and is actually when she put herself between Lancelot and his blade that he stops. The woman he loved betrayed him, made him look like a fool infront an entire council and probably the entire kingdom as well and yet he never once insulted her. The much he did, besides banish her of course, was shaking her by the arms in his anger but it's short lived and he quickly apologised after that, because even after what Gwen did to him he can't bare the though of hurting her.
Then there are the fics were Arthur reacts too nicely to the news. He is understanding, he doesn't even get mad at all. He is fine with Merlin being a sorcerer right away. While these fics tend to be cute and all fluff, they make less sense to me that the first ones I mentioned. Arthur still was raised to hate magic, that doesn't go away just in a minute. Also while he can be a very reasonable man, he is a very resentful one too, at least when it comes to trust. We've seen this through the series, nothing breaks his heart more than someone he cares for betraying his trust. Returning to the previous example, while he let go Gwen unharmed after the infidelity, it took him a long time to actually forgive her. Also, while not being a violent man normally, Arthur can be very hurtful with words when he's upset. He threathened Merlin with banishment when he was still hurt about Gwen and Merlin kept reminding him about her. When Merlin decided not to go with him to the most important battle in his life, he said his famous "I always though you were the bravest man I ever met... I guess I was wrong". He didn't actually mean the words, but he's hurt so he hurts others to appease the pain. Was he being unfair and selfish when he said these things? Yes, he's not perfect, he has flaws but that makes him human.
So, how do I actually believe Arthur would react if he had found out about Merlin's magic before Canmlan? Not so different really. He would have said hurtful things, would demand to be alone, for Merlin to leave (not banishment), but he wouldn't fisically injure Merlin in any way. He also wouldn't arrest him at least there were other witnesses and he had to keep appearences, because he's still king of a kingdom that bans magic. But even then he would late let Merlin explain himself and make sure he has a fair trial, a trial Arthur would definitely arrange in a way Merlin is found innocent, or he would give him a royal pardon, and he would make sure Merlin is not harm while he's in the dungeons. Banishment would be a last resort if the council is firm about Merlin being punish, because laws and mentalities can't be changed in a day after all.
But if there're not other witnesses, Arthur would simply not require his servicies for a while, ignore him for some days, weeks maybe, but not a long time really. Again, he can be a resentful person, but not an unreasonable one, he would eventually call for Merlin and be willing to listen to him. The intesity of his anger and hurt, and how troubled he feels about his believes on magic, would depend on which season the magic reveal happens. But, generally, the actions he would take would be the same. Let's remember that even when he found out about Merlin's magic in Camnlan, after all the betrayals he suffered, when Merlin left him alone with Gaius, he ordered Gaius, not for Merlin to be arrested or to disclose to someone Merlin was a sorcerer, but to have Merlin take a word to Gwen! To his wife! If he really believed Merlin was evil, that he could hurt him, he wouldn't dare to do that. Also, as soon as he learned he needed Merlin to have a chance of survival, he accepted his help, reluctantly yes, but he did let him take him to the sidhe when he could easly refuse and demand Gaius to do it or refuse to do it all together cause going to the sidhe would mean using magic on himself and put faith in a sorcerer. So, no, I don't believe he ever planed on taking Merlin to the dungeons, much less kill him, even then. He just wanted to be left alone for a moment, he needed Merlin to leave because it hurt to see him after the revelation, after the betrayal.
Anyways, those are my thoughts. What do you think?
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flokali · 2 years
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Mori, I think this is an okay topic based on the rules but I'm not totally sure so I'm gonna list out key terms if I've step over a boundary. If I have, I am very sorry, please let me know so I can avoid any repetitions in the future.
Also, perhaps spoilers for the latest plot development in Genshin.
Topics: Jealousy, Scaramouche's affection for Haypasia, Avoiding as Punishment, SAGAU, mentions of betrayal (it's Scara)
I've been frothing at the mouth at this one. You know how Haypasia is Scaramouche's first follower as a god thus he has verbally expressed his affection for her? In the SAGAU, just imagining you overhearing him express his affections for another made your heart twist and your stomach drop. It wasn't as if he was your official consort but you had affections for the Balladeer and hearing him express the same affection but not towards you, stung your sweet soft heart.
Then, you decide to busy yourself from thinking about what you've heard him utter by spending time with other acolytes. You've been really enjoying the company of some residents of Inazuma. Kazuha has been doing a good job at keeping you entertained while Thoma has been nothing but a sweetheart. His meals are always impeccable.
You avoiding him wasn't as subtle as you thought it was as he immediately noticed how when he sought you out, you had always just conveniently left a minute or so before with someone else. Ever the snarky one, he just made some offhanded comments before stomping away. But snark can only last as long before worry and fear sets in. It didn't take too long before the Balladeer felt the familiar thorns and vines of betrayal prick at him.
You were his reason to continue and yet you were slipping away from him. The fear of being abandoned by you, the god that brought him warmth and acceptance, felt bone chillingly frightening. To be abandoned by his mother, his first family, and his friend, he could stomach but to be left behind by you is a fate worse than death.
His pride prevents him from grovelling on his knees for you to not abandon him but now by just tugging at your clothes and sleeves feels just as desperate and pathetic. You looking away from him as he's doing so feels like a wash of freezing water. He doesn't know how he affects you so. He self sooths by rubbing his face into the crook of your neck, placing gentle yet needly suckles and kisses on spots you could never hope to hide. He can't help the worry bubbling in his stomach. It is so unlike him but he is anything but the people's Balladeer in front of you, oh no, in front of you, he is Kunikuzushi. He lets you see through him. Every emotion, every fear, every happiness. Everything that he is or has is yours.
You can't help but feel selfish. Of course he would have affection for the first follower but you cannot help what you feel. You feel unreasonably or reasonably angry at him. You hiss out through your teeth. "I am a selfish person, Kunikuzushi. I do not share what is mine."
He sseks forgiveness wordlessly as he sooths your rage and jealousy with needy touches of his skin and lips. He does not speak. He knows better. He knows any words will not be heard no matter what but what speaks to you is actions. That is why he is so shameless with touching you despite your rage.
You are his as he is yours. He feels ecstacy coursing through his veins as you both consume eachother in your fierce, dark, and consuming love.
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TL;DR: you get jealous of Haypasia so you avoid him by hanging out with other people, he gets jealous, so you two just fuck it out. 16/10, would probably do it again.
Sobbing and crying because this is literally so perfect ??
I have like, literally no words anon this is so good? I can’t bring myself to add anything because it’s all so good and agghhh;; I love this concept so much it’s actually insane TT;
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Aside from the BE2 mischaracterisation, do you have any other fanon Jumin pet peeves?
Sure do lol, I want to preface though by saying that I don't think any particular characteristic is wrong or out of place all of the time. He can act any which way if it's for a reason and he can do things he otherwise wouldn't if a specific situation calls for him to. Sure he wouldn't fucking say that usually but he might if he was stuck and you can definitely explore that! Even his route itself is an example of him being pushed to his limit and acting in a way he usually wouldn't, and both he and his friends point that out frequently. This to say that me saying I don't like it when people interpret him as xyz doesn't mean him being written that way is inherently bad, so don't let me discourage you from writing. Anyway!
I think I've mentioned most of this at some point or another, and honestly I feel like a lot of his most common mischaracterisations do stem from the same place BE2 comes from. Any part of him being incredibly domineering or overly possessive, making big decisions without consulting MC, trying to limit who she talks to, being suspicious of her, etc. On the contrary he is very much at her beck and call. Her happiness is his. He's not going to be immediately perfect but being protective does not inherently mean being controlling and I think it's a fine line that people can trip over very easily.
Kind of continuing from that, I dislike it when people think he's too demanding on a professional level. It's often to the point of people calling him abusive, and while I can't deny that he's strict and impersonal and often a bit oblivious to larger structures at play, on the whole he's respectful of the people that work for him and genuinely values their contributions to the workplace. He wants everything done to the highest possible standard and I understand it can at times have negative repercussions, but he's not just an unreasonable dick who gets off on the power imbalance.
I'm also really not a fan of people believing him to be overly traditional i.e. the very socially conservative, strict gender roles, no sex before marriage, children must attend church type. It just doesn't make sense. It's taking smaller aspects of his character or things he says out of context and blowing them out of proportion—into something they're simply... not? Even the things he does say directly (eg. not living together before marriage) could be swayed easily under the influence of his fiancée.
Sure he likes things done efficiently in a way he knows works, but he is both very knowledgable and repeatedly shown to be very open to learning. He's curious and asks questions and will try and understand things to the best of his ability, even when they're entirely unimportant. If he's made aware of his ignorance he will not continue to push it (unless you're Zen, maybe). Jumin is not stubborn if he has no reason to be! He is very much pliable. You can tell him off and he'll listen. He wants to hear your side of things. He likes it when people disagree with him; a fan of some healthy debate, if you will. And he is not!! selfish!! So much of what he does is for others. He very rarely puts himself first. He's trusting and beyond loyal and goes out of his way to make sure his influence/knowledge/money are used for good the minute he deems it necessary to help those around him.
It annoys me when people act as if he's clueless and sort of just sits back and lets his status do the work for him. There seems to be this narrative of him being foolish and relying on others to get him by but that is absolutely the opposite of what he's really like. His intelligence and resourcefulness are not just a façade created by his disposition or the way he was brought up. He tells MC himself that his father wouldn't have put so much trust in him if he wasn't capable of handling it. He really wants her to believe in him because he's used to people wrongly assuming. It's not like he's just the heir and has little to no role, or even that he only oversees a department or two. He has a VERY high position in the company and easily excels at it. Jaehee herself (who people tend to see as the overworked one) admits that Jumin works significantly more than she does. He's the director of a global conglomerate in his twenties and takes it in his stride.
Last but not least he is far from unemotional. He's just good at detaching himself from his feelings and viewing them objectively. It does not!!! mean he does not feel or he does not care 💜
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seagoober · 1 year
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A different kind of human series: (Step ?) Giving into the love
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TFP! Optimus Prime x GN! Human! Reader
Ok so I got impatient and kinda timeskipped ahead to after reader and OP have been in a relationship for a min.
Also I want to make a note that OP has depression. This man is a martyr and blames so much on himself, he is obviously depressed that I had include this in my portrayal of OP.
He didn’t deserve you. Your loving affections. Your undying love that spread across his whole being and spark like a warm umber. The pure joy he felt whenever you were near. He didn’t deserve any of it.
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“What do you mean you can’t see me anymore” Your harsh tone made Optimus flinch back in surprise. He knew you’d be unreasonable with his reasoning but not this unreasonable.
He uttered your name, however you quickly shot down his protest. The pure fury in your eyes. The last time he had seen optics that intense was… when Megatron gave his deliverance to the high council. That flame of passion scorched him then as it did now.
“Why. Tell me why Optimus”
“It is what’s best-“
“That’s bullshit and you know it. Give me a real reason. Not some basic answer anyone can say. I want to know the Optimus Prime answer.” You reprimanded him, crossing your arms “Go on, tell me”
Optimus hesitated. His optics roamed the once comforting area you called your living room with worry. His holoform frizzed out for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. His deepest thoughts as he knew only they would satisfy your inquiry.
“I-… I believe that I do not deserve you. That I do not deserve to be selfish and relish in your affection as I have been.” Optimus confessed. His optics lowered to the ground. He couldn’t meet your eyes, he just couldn’t.
Optimus could feel your gaze burnt into his holoform’s head like a thousand suns. He knew you wouldn’t agree with his real reasoning for why he had to let you go. It took his entire spark and more to even utter his true feelings to you.
He didn’t deserve you. Your loving affections. Your undying love that spread across his whole being and spark like a warm umber. The pure joy he felt whenever you were near. He didn’t deserve any of it.
He didn’t deserve to be selfish.
He didn’t deserve to be happy.
Not while his hands were drenched in innocent Cybertronian energon.
Not while his mistakes killed his home, his people, his friends-
“Optimus” your voice rang out gently in the numb air surrounding you both, “Optimus please look at me.” You begged. Optimus remained silent with his helm facing towards the carpet of your living room.
“Stjernestøv please-“ you cried. Optimus’s optics flew open at the name. You had only called him that a few times before. Each time you uttered that name it was always during the most intimate times you’ve shared. You told him it was a name that described him perfectly. That it was something special only you could call him. That it conveyed the sheer depth of your love for him.
He tilted his holoform’s helm up to meet your eyes. His own optics widened at the state you were in. Your once eyes of flame were now an unending pool of ocean. Your hands were gripping onto your arms so harshly your knuckles were white.
“Stjernestøv, you think you don’t deserve me?” You whispered still processing the sheer weight of his words “I knew you were hurting inside, but I didn’t think-” Your hand went to cover your mouth for a moment. Rubbing your fingers across your cheek, you softly reached toward his holoform to brush your fingers across his cheek.
“Turn this off please”
“..pardon?” Optimus was confused. Why would you want him to turn off his holoform? Were you kicking him out? Were you giving into his requests? Were you-
“I want to say this to the real you.” You uttered as your fingers traced patterns on his holoform’s cheek. “The you that I love”
Optimus couldn’t help but give into your request and let his holoform fizzle out of existence. His real body that was parked outside folded in on itself as he mass displaced his form. His footsteps rattled your furniture when his form approached where his holoform once sat. His optics met you misty eyes as he slowed his pace to stop in front of you. He was a breath away, so close to touching you but far enough so he wouldn’t give into his desires.
“Optimus” You started trying to find the right words, “love is the only beautiful thing we have in this life. Please don’t let this love die”
Optimus knew you’d be safer far away from him. How you would be able to have a normal life with another human. Someone who could give you everything he couldn’t. But he knew that’s not what you wanted.
You didn’t want anyone else: You wanted him. Him with all his mistakes and misjudgments. The eons of baggage his worn down frame carried, sometimes the weight of it all seemed all to much and he would go under it all. He who gave up his normal life as an archivist to lead an army of his people to a never ending war drenched in the shed energon of both sides. He who didn’t deserve to be selfish. He didn’t deserve the heavenly feeling of being loved by you. He didn’t deserve yours or anyones love.
“Don’t even think of saying it’d be better off without you.” your stark tone ceased his downward spiral. “Optimus, I love you. Not anyone else, ok? You are enough. You are my universe, my stars, my world, my everything”
Optimus was speechless. He was your world. No one had ever thought of him like that. Not even his oldest friends had even conceived the notion of him in such high regards. Sure they would follow him into battle and risk their lives for the Autobot cause, but he was never their entire reason for existing. Like he was to you.
“I know I can’t heal the hurt, but I can help” You cried “ I will hold you and show you every inch of love you deserve. Because you do deserve love”
Your warm hands cupped his cooler faceplates and brought his helm closer to your own. Your eyes searched his for any sign, anything you could latch onto. The warmth of your eyes brightened his own, so you continued.
“If I’m being honest with you I-“ you hesitated licking your lips thinking over your choice of words “when you came into my life I felt it finally begin”
“So don’t think you don’t deserve me when I exist to love you” Your face was dangerously close his own. Lips a brush away from meeting his dermas. Your eyelashes covered half of your alluring eyes. Primus he could gaze into your eyes for eons. Their radiance unmatched by even the brightest of stars.
“I-“ Optimus was reluctant to give into the currents of your love. He was afraid that letting himself drown in it would do you no good, that you would regret letting him in so deeply into your heart.
“Optimus I want you to be selfish. Give into the love. Please” You murmured as your lips were even closer to his dermas. Eyes fluttering ever more closed as the klicks went on.
“..Ok” he answered you with a hot searing kiss.
Thanks so much for reading! I plan on doing one shots that lead up to this one and come after the first two parts in this series. I’m currently working on requests so it may be a minute as I also have an Orion pax idea. 👀
Also Stjernestøv means stardust in Norwegian. Reader doesn’t know Norwegian fluently, but they do know plenty of songs in Norwegian and their favorite word is Stjernestøv, which just suits Optimus so well.
Edit: I couldn’t find a phonetic pronunciation but it’s something like Stir-nes-two. Hope that helps!
Seagoober rolling out ✌🏻
*I know the gif is Orion but I like it lol*
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Why do you say Ted is worse than Ross
Because he is - and I say this as someone whose least favorite character of the main six in Friends is Ross because the dude can piss me off A LOT.
Ross is selfish, whinny, spoiled, obsessive and immature like Ted. But the writers of Friends were far more self-aware than the writers of How I Met Your Mother - mainly because they were not using Ross as a self-insert, and would not use Twitter to say shit like "If you ship Rachel with Joey instead of with Ross, you're the reason people like Trump get elected and destroy nations." No, I am not kidding, that actually happened.
Ted CONSTANTLY acts like a creep and the show treats it as fully romantic, and if a woman (mainly Robin) is turned off by it, the show tries to spin it as "She's afraid of commitment" or some bullshit. When Ross is getting possessive over Rachel the show actually allows her to call him out and she doesn't always run straight to his arms - not to mention, she can act just as unreasonable and entitled, meanwhile the most Robin does is say "Maybe, someday, if we're both single and miserable and no one else wants either of us, I'd consider marrying you."
Even Ross's most absurd moments get a bit more of pass because they're (usually) meant to:
1 - Show that the character is flawed (Him constantly getting paranoid that Rachel is gonna cheat on him with her co-worker is meant to show he's insecure, jealous, possessive AND doesn't listen when she repeatedly says she loves HIM, not this other dude - though the writers do still want the audience to root for him and Rachel to find a way to make it work)
2 - Make a joke about how he's kind of insane (see him not telling Rachel they're still married because he can't have another failed marriage - a situation in which NO ONE in the cast makes excuse for him, and we even have Chandler rightfully saying "At point did you think this was a successful marriage?")
Meanwhile the writers of HIMYM did things like:
1 - Say Ted breaking up with a girl on her birthday, through an answering machine that all the guests in her surprise party heard before she did, finding her years later, winning her back, then breaking up with her on her birthday AGAIN is totally just what was meant to be because "Well, she found true love later"
2 - Have him use "It was past 2am" as an excuse to cheat on his girlfriend/lie to Robin about being single to sleep with her.
3 - Make him have an emotional affair with a married woman that then left her husband (who thought of Ted as friend) for him, accept getting back together with his ex that was engaged and then left the groom at the altar, and make a move on his ex that was engaged to one of his best friends on the weekend on their wedding.
4 - HAVE TED TELL HIS KIDS HE WANTS TO TELL A STORY ABOUT HOW HE MET THEIR DEAD MOTHER, BUT IT'S ACTUALLY ABOUT HOW HE ALWAYS LOVED A DIFFERENT WOMAN THAT HE WAS STILL OBSESSED WITH AFTER 25 YEARS.
Not to mention, even the stuff in Friends that genuinely did not age well at all and that the writers weren't self-aware about in any way have a bigger excuse than the stuff HIMYM did because Friends started in 1994 and ended in 2004, yet HIMYM was on the same level, if not worse, and it started in 2005 and ended in 2014. There's a reason audiences tolerated Ross's shenanigans way more than they tolerated Ted's - Friends was a product of it's times, HIMYM felt behind it's time. Ross feels like a typical character you'd see in the 90's, Ted feels like the hero of every "Nice Guy" that is actually not nice at all.
Plus, Ross had much better chemistry with Rachel than Ted ever did with Robin (or literally any love interest except the Mother) and the series made sure to never give us an alternative pairing that was much better than the planned one like HIMYM did with Barney and Robin (and I say this as someone that ships Joey and Rachel). And while Josh Radnor made the rare good scene of Ted feel great, David Schiwimmer, and the entire cast of Friends really, made mediocre or downright bad scenes enjoyable or at least tolerable. The only one in the HIMYM cast with the same talent was Neil, who was playing the character that we were not supposed to actually want to see get the girl, which just made it even easier for audiences to root for Barney, not Ted.
It's just a perfect storm of different factors that makes a character like Ross getting a happy ending after all the shit he pulled MUCH easier to accept than when that happens to a Ted type, hence the finale of Friends still being incredibly beloved by nearly everyone, while HIMYM's ending was absolutely hated to the point that it shelved the planned spin off and put the showrunner's careers in limbo for nearly a decade.
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katiestardoodles · 10 months
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So since I accidentally deleted my blog I lost the actually good fanfic I wrote of Ernesto de la Cruz qwq
Thankfully I still have it on my notes app so once again I hope y’all enjoy my simple cringe 🤍
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“Marry you?!” Yn gapped in shock at the request of the skeleton, on his knees before her with a blood red ring in his boney fingers, having stopped a whole concert, one yn was asked to dance in just for this reason, Ernesto never did anything without a good reason or ulterior motive.
“Si Mi hermosa mariposa, you’ve blessed the land of the dead with your beauty and I’d be honored to have the most beautiful of butterflies as mine”
There was the tiniest twinge in his tone, like the living was testing his patience the longer it took her to answer.
Looking between him and the excited crowd it felt like time slowed down around her, would it be a good idea? Wed someone who was basically a king in this world?
But what of her family and the land of the living? And what would happen to her if she stayed here any longer? Would she become a skeleton too?
In a split second decision she ran off past the musician and other dancers, ignoring the shocked gasps and calls to her.
No there was no way! As tempting as it was she couldn’t stay, she had to go home-
He promised her he’d help her get home after she danced in his concert after all.
Running through the backstage halls she could hear Ernesto giving orders to catch her, he still had that charming tone as he called to her, swearing he wasn’t angry and they could talk things over but she had none of it, ducking into one of the dressing rooms and locking the door praying she could find a way back home.
Searching through closets and drawers for something, maybe some kind of shortcut back to the flower bridge?
The sound of knocking took her out of her thoughts and his voice rang through the door
“Now mi vida-“
She could hear him clutching the doorknob like he wanted to tear the door off it’s hinges, the sickly sweet tone hiding rage making her heart race, not sure if she was scared or excited by the tone
“I know I surprised you but there’s no reason to run off like that, I thought you’d like a public proposal!”
Panicked she looked around for something, maybe something she could hit him with but couldn’t find anything, she backed up towards the wall to get as far from the door as much as she could as he continued, the sweet tone in his voice slowly disappearing though clearly trying to hide his real feelings over being embarrassed by the living in front of the audience.
“Ay Mi pájaro cantor encantador.. if you come out we can talk this over, I could give you everything you’ve ever wanted!”
Yn huffed trying not to let the angry tone and sweet promises get to her, glaring at the door
“Y.. You promised you’d help me go home! You said nothing about a proposal!” She managed to get out despite her nerves.
While backing up she found herself against a window and got an idea.
While the lying musician went on she started tearing up clothes and tying them together to make a rope she could climb down, ignoring the banging and knocking on the door
“You’re being VERY unreasonable mi vida! If you come out now I’ll forgive you for making a fool of me out there!”
“It serves you right for pushing that on me outta no where you selfish entitled prince!” She shouted back, surprised when she didn’t hear him reply, only faint whispers and then footsteps that faded away, that was.. out of character for him…
A part of her wondered if he was up to something but shook the thought away and focused on climbing out the window, tossing the end of her makeshift rope made of sparkling clothes out the window and tying the other end to a dresser to keep it still while she climbed down.
Just as she had climbed onto the windowsill and about to repel down she noticed a few boney figures down below her, several skeletal guards and the smug man himself who looked very proud, smiling up her
“I must admit I’m impressed with your resilience, if only you used it for something more productive, I’ll forgive you for ruining my clothes and humiliating me if you stop all this.” He called up to her arms crossed, pleased with himself assuming she’d give up but when she didn’t even say anything back he gestured to the guards and they immediately started climbing up her makeshift rope.
“There’s no need to make this difficult Mi corazón!” He added with a chuckle watching her scramble on the rope
“I’m not gonna be your precious trophy to show off and hang off your arm!” Yn yelled back, panicking seeing the skeletal security climbing closer
Thinking fast she started swinging trying to shake them off before getting another idea, swinging harder she jumped off onto a nearby balcony, looking back at the small group of annoyed and scattered security along with Ernesto who grew more angry as his flower ran away
“Don’t just sit there get her-!”
Yn took off running from them, climbing from ledge to ledge before managing to get back onto the ground and thankfully away from security and her less than happy would be fiancé.
Hiding in an alley to catch her breath she was relieved when nobody came running after her, they must’ve lost her she thought, but knew it wouldn’t be long before they’d find her again, all of the land of the dead knew about Ernesto’s precious living woman, his “dancing butterfly” as he called her, she was nearly as famous as him now and as nice as everyone was she knew they’d take her back to him.
Digging around in the back alley she found some discarded clothes and (regretfully) stole some makeup she’d found and got to work on a disguise, hoping she could try and cross the flower bridge she’d originally crossed through that lead her to this beautiful place, where she’d originally run into and been charmed by the skeletal mariachi who offered her a place to stay and help, now those promises were nothing but fantastical words with no meaning like his sugary lyrics, fingers crossed anyways, Ernesto didn’t really tell her much other than it was used for day of the dead, probably keeping a lot from her so as to not give her ideas on how to leave, the clever bastard.
After finishing her skully makeup and throwing on the old dress and cloak she’d found she took a deep breath and stepped out of the shadowy alley, holding her breath for a moment expecting someone to notice she wasn’t a skeleton but no shouting came, nobody came running towards her, everyone went about their way and their usual afterlife.
With a small sigh of relief she started towards the end of town where the bridge was, she’d seen it from his tower, it was a beautiful sight even from far away, she still remembered earlier that day when she first crossed it, originally stumbling across the orange marigold petals in the world of the living and well as they say, curiosity killed the cat, or in this case caged the butterfly.
All seemed fine for awhile as she blended in perfectly, until she noticed a few cops wandering the streets, asking people if they’d seen her at all.
Yn tried to stay calm as she walked past them, pulling the hood of the cloak over her more just in case they saw through her makeup, one skeleton cop stopped her-
“Perdóneme señora-“ they grabbed her shoulder getting the woman to stop;
She flinched expecting she was caught but surprisingly,
“Have you seen the living woman? Señor De La Cruz is worried sick that she’s gone missing.” They explained, showing her a wanted poster of her own face, when did they have time to print these?
With a faux worried smile she shook her head “ah n-no I’m afraid not, I’m sorry
o-oficial…” she mumbled out shrugging trying to act nonchalant, as if nothing was wrong.
But luckily for her the cop didn’t suspect anything, only nodding and thanking her for her time before walking off to ask another person.
Yn pulled her cloak closer and walked a bit faster than before hoping to get to the bridge before someone else stopped her.
By some miracle she reached the petal bridge unbothered finally, fast walking through the fenced in line to the front where she was greeted by the woman running it.
“Hello, how can I help? Are you going to visit family?” She asked her with a kind smile
“Oh um yes! I almost forgot to see them tonight!” Yn lied smiling innocently
“Well first I need to check your photo, can’t get through if it’s not on your family’s ofrenda after all.” The skeletal woman said chuckling softly as she started the computer in front of her,
“All formalities but you’ll be on your way in a-“ she stopped when the computer beeped negatively, yn’s face dropping confused and worried
“Lo siento señora it says you don’t have a photo.” She said with a sympathetic smile to the disguised woman
“Wa- what? But..” after a split second of thinking she quickly wiped off the makeup with the sleeve of her dress, surprising the bridge guard.
“Okay listen- I-I’m not really dead, but I have to get back to the living world, c-can you just.. I don’t let me through?” Yn asked, practically pleading her
The skeletal woman looked at her shocked but quickly was amazed
“Oh! You’re la mariposa bailarina! What’re you doing here? Señor De La Cruz has been looking all over you!” She said excitedly
“Um y-yeah but he uh said it was my time to leave! I can’t stay forever..” she said laughing nervously
“Nonsense! I heard about the proposal at his concert today, felicidades by the way” she said with an innocently kind smile
“Well h-he said I could go to the living world one more time, gotta tie up loose ends with family and all ya know?” Yn said trying to think of ANY good excuse but unfortunately the skeleton didn’t have it
“Oh don’t be silly señora! That’s just wedding jitters! I was the same when I got married, here let me call you an escort, señor De La Cruz will be so relieved to see you’re okay!” She said as she began dialing the phone next to her.
Though before she could make a call yn sprinted off back into town-
Screw it maybe she could find another way home!
She rushed past people in the street ignoring their confused looks and calls until her running was halted, running into a set of ribs where a burly chest once was, a white charro jacket and a baritone voice,
“Ah there you are! I was worried something terrible had happened to you!” Ernesto said putting his arms around her, seemingly gentle to the growing crowd but yn could feel the possessive grip he had on her shoulders, if she looked up at him it would be clear he was hiding his rage for her running away with a sickly sweet, seemingly charming smile, mostly for the sake of the crowd that gathered.
“Yeah h-hey…” she mumbled with a cringing smile as she reluctantly looked up at him, despite her own anger she couldn’t help but blush looking at him, stupid charming smile, those annoying chocolate eyes, his soothing deep voice.. the feeling of his arms around her…
No- focus damnit!
She tried to subtly get out of his arms while he addressed the crowd,
“Thank you for your efforts trying to find her, the poor girl must be exhausted and she needs to get ready for the big event!” He said with a tone of grandeur, exciting the crowd while the two walked back to his home.
The tiny alebrijes greeted their owner and his runaway butterfly as they walked inside.
His charming tone from in front of the crowd was gone, roughly shoving her aside
“This little game of yours ends here- no more running or any of this foolishness!” He shouted while she walked away from him
“Sorry I don’t marry liars! Maybe if you’d kept your word I would’ve consider it.” She said in a sarcastic tone with an equally insincere smile thrown over her shoulder at the furious skeleton
“Ohh wait- if you kept your word I WOULD BE BACK WITH THE LIVING AND BACK HOME!” She shouted at him in return before she stomped off, only to have her wrist caught by his boney hand.
His demeanor had changed, seemingly more calm and his usual alluring charm was back as though they weren’t just fighting barely a second ago.
“Please mi joya preciosa.. I don’t wish to fight with you, perhaps it did start at first that I wanted you to dance for me but you’re a wonderful young woman, all I want now is the want to spoil you rotten, anything your darling heart could ask for, you’d be comfortable here I promise you..” he whispered gently pulling her closer, she hesitantly allowed it, giving him a skeptical look.
His promises did sound, well promising..
Sure she’d miss her family but her life was so boring.. she felt so plain and even ugly compared to most, but here he was, a celebrity practically begging her to stay..
Would it be so bad? Maybe if she made him apologize.. he seemingly would do anything if it meant she’d stay and was pleased, and he was handsome, as far as skeletons go..
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Good ending💍
She looked at Ernesto nervously, obviously thinking his words over as she looked into his eyes, eye sockets? Either way.
“I.. I don’t know, it all sounds.. honestly wonderful…” she said with a soft chuckle, wiping her eye with her free hand feeling tears well up, all of this felt insane..
“Mi corazón.. I’d do just about anything to bring a smile to your face, I.. I’m so sorry for everything..” he mumbled, surprising yn, she was sure she would’ve had to force him to apologize, even threaten him if it came to it.
After a quick moment of silence she spoke up “do.. do you mean all of that? I won’t give my answer unless you’re serious..” she said with a solemn look that tell him she was dead serious, no joking or sly remarks from either of them this time.
He gave her a faint, surprisingly genuine smile, and nodded, gently taking both of her warm hands in his, even without the warmth of skin she could feel some sort of coziness from him in that moment, different from the coldness she’d felt after her escapades after the concert.
“Sí I mean every word Mi vida..” he whispered in a tone that made his sincerity clear, no hint of sarcasm or lies this time.
She took a deep breath and looked up at him
“Alright, I’ll do it.. I’ll admit, all of this attention you’ve given me.. it’s more than what most people would wish for, most people back home never really pay attention to me..” yn admitted, looking away ashamed
“And even before coming here, I’d heard so much about you, I.. I’ve always sort of, wished I could’ve met you, I’d always visit record and thrift stores for your albums and movies..” she added laughing softly with a shy flush on her cheeks.
Ernesto picked her up in a tight but gentle hug excited by her answer, even spinning her around for a moment in the excitement
“This is wonderful! I swear on my afterlife I’ll make sure you’re happy!” He said before setting her back down
“Ah okay okay- one thing though.” She said giving him another stern look, but more amused this time compared to before
“I don’t know how all this works but.. I’ll only marry you on one condition-“
“Anything! Just name it Mi mariposa.” He said kissing her hands over and over, making her blush even further
“If you allow me to visit the living world every now and again, I do.. love you, a lot actually… but I don’t wanna become a skeleton, at least not before it’s really my time to go..” she whispered looking at him cautiously, worried this would be a deal breaker for him.
The mariachi was silent for a bit, worrying her further but she could see the gears were turning in his skull as he thought her request over.
“Very well, I’ll make sure you have free passage to the living world, how does every nine months sounds? It’ll right around dia de los muertos and everyone will be able to go to the land of the living, and don’t worry it’ll be enough time that you won’t change and lose your lovely plump body, you have my word.”
He swore to her with a genuine smile, a slightly less than innocent twist to it though, as if he was imagining her in certain situations, yn having her own thoughts for a moment before she thought his offer over for a few seconds, before returning his smile, blushing even more at his subtly flirty words
“Alright, I can work with that, I can be the Persephone to your Hades.” She said chuckling at the amusing confused look on his face at her mythology joke.
She leaned close and pecked his boney cheek, if Ernesto could blush he would’ve been at the gesture,
“Don’t worry big guy I’ll explain later, we have wedding to prepare right?”
He smirked softly and pulled her into a gentle kiss.
The very stage where this started was decorated for the occasion, flower petals spread all over and an arch of marigolds set up on stage with him waiting underneath the beautiful arch.
It wasn’t long until yn walked up to the stage, dressed divinely in the finest dress he could have made for her, different flowers put in her hair, blazing star, blue bells, bright red roses that matched the blood red ring he had for her, ready to put on her, and lavenders at her request.
Still feeling embarrassed she tried hiding her face in her bouquet once she was in front of him.
In a sincerely loving gesture he reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear, his hand lingering on her cheek before the ceremony began.
True to his character the party after the ceremony was exhilarating, exciting music playing, food everywhere along with people around them dancing, though the now newly weds didn’t notice, happily dancing together ignoring everyone else.
It seemed so strange but yn grew to love the oddity of everything, she would be sure to whip the skeletal musician into shape and clean up his big ego, her spoiled little prince of a husband, but she truly grew to love him, as embarrassed as she was to admit it even now.
“So.. will you still dance for me?” He asked with a sly smirk as they danced, making her laugh softly
“God fine- I’ll be your little mariposa bailarina.” She asked smiling embarrassed
“Maybe for the next performance I’ll detect a song to you..”
“You better you boney meathead..” she replied with just as cheeky of a smirk.
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Ending 2
Bad ending🏃🏻‍♀️
She looked at Ernesto nervously, obviously thinking his words over as she looked into his eyes, eye sockets? Either way.
She pulled her wrist out of his grip, glaring at him, no, no she couldn’t- no matter how tempting his offer and promises were there was just no way!
“I.. I’m sorry Ernesto, but I can’t.. I won’t-“
She said with an angry but nervous glare
His charming facade dropped, giving her a glare in return
“So.. that’s your answer?” He asked in a surprisingly calm voice, yn nodded
“Yes, I’m sorry.. but I don’t belong here, you have to understand that.” She said pretty much pleading with him.
“Stay here any longer and you won’t have choice in the matter perra ingrata..” he said with venom in his voice, roughly grabbing her face, pinching her cheeks as he made her look up at him
“Now do I have lock you in the room I was so generous to set up for you?” Ernesto whispered, giving her a sickly sweet smile that didn’t match his angry tone.
In a rush of adrenaline she shoved him off her and ran, heading out to the front door and shoving her way into the shuttles that went up the tower, yn could hear Ernesto shouting for her, not bothering to pretend around the crowds this time.
Luckily the shuttle doors slammed in his face as he banged his fists on the windows
“How can you be so ungrateful?! I could’ve made you a queen if you’d said yes! No one says no Ernesto De La Cruz!”
“Well there’s a first time for everything!” She yelled back from inside the shuttle car before it took off down the tower, yn gave him a smug smile and a swift middle finger.
Eventually the shuttle stopped at the bottom and once again yn took off running back towards the flower bridge, hoping it wasn’t too late for her to get back to town.
Not far behind her she could hear the enraged mariachi shouting and calling to her, demanding she come back
“The wedding is off you spoiled talentless jerk!” She shouted back at him from over her shoulder, jumping over the railings that lead to the bridge, which started to fall apart.
Security tried to stop him knowing what would happen if someone tried to leave as the sun was rising
“Let me go! Stop her!” He exclaimed shoving them off him
“Get over it you fat headed ass! It’s over!” Yn yelled as she ran across the slowly collapsing bridge until that familiar boney hand grabbed her arm
“I’m not letting you leave after that you llave sin clase!” He said trying to pull her closer to him, how was he so strong without muscles?!
“Learn to write a proper song you fucking jerk!” Yn shouted kicking his face, forcing him to let go so she could run the rest of the way across, leaving Ernesto angry and stunned while getting dragged by security before he could disappear
She fell through onto the ground of the graveyard, behind her the marigold bridge had disappeared, only a few petals were left in its place.
A security guard walked up to her and helped her get up “señora are you alright?”
They said while she dusted herself off.
“Ah y-yes I’m okay, I was uh v-visiting family lo siento..” she mumbled nervously, though relieved to see another human instead of a skeleton finally
“That’s good, I’m afraid the cemetery is closed until later today.” They explained while yn followed them away from the gravyard
Turning around she could see her would be fiancé’s grave, topped with a bust of him in life, she gave a sympathetic smile to the statue
“Sorry amor, maybe we’ll meet again..” she whispered mostly to herself as she left the cemetery.
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meadow-dusk · 1 month
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what are some of the reasons you love Neil so much??
Hi anon, I have a whole tag for this just so that I could keep adding to it. I have over two books full of songs that he inspired me write (many of them dedicated to the love he helped me believe I deserved). The reasons why I love him grow and evolve as I do, and I look forward to having the vibrant color of Neil's thread weave through the tapestry of my life from here on out. He's part of me now and forevermore.
A lot of people, myself included, first learn about Neil in a light that seems negative. He gets called "flaky," 'inconsistent," "selfish," and worse...but I learned in time that he has never done anything other than be true to himself, even at the inconvenience of other people. In this society, that's rare, and it's kind of refreshing. He showed me it's okay to disappoint people, it's not the end of the world. "It's not that serious." The Crystals' "He's a Rebel" says it better than I can: "If they don't like him that way, they won't like me after today, cause I'll be standing right by his side."
In a world where pop stars flit all over creation in private jets, Neil carts his gear around in a bus that runs on ecologically responsible fuel (and yes, it also makes train sounds). He plays open-air venues for crowd safety, and he takes into consideration even the sources of food served at his concert venues. In my own life, I try to hold my behaviors to a standard of sustainability that the people in it often feel is unreasonable. Neil proves to me that it is possible to go above and beyond. I share with him the common goal of leaving this planet better than I found it, a goal that gets harder every year.
Lately I've been getting into playing my original music in social situations. You better believe that every time I get up in front of people, there is one guy on my mind. He is with me every time. He has been with me every step of that journey since the beginning. Neil is, in the words of Ben Keith, a "hellacious talent," but he's not technically perfect. And that made me realize it was okay to make mistakes, to try things even though they weren't polished. The polish sometimes detracts from the important parts underneath.
I decided a few years ago that if there was only gonna be one artist (one person) that I would ever get to feel so strongly about, I am really really lucky that person is Neil. His music has inspired me to survive, to escape, to create, to feel, to dream, to love, to try, to grow, to believe, to hope...everything that you could ask for and more from someone who's nothing short of a muse.
Oh yeah and also he makes my heart hurt when he smiles:
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So I could go after a bunch of stuff that irks me in How I Met Your Mother but I wanted to post about some of the major things that bother me and see if I’m crazy or if others resonate the same.
First and most frustrating to me: STELLA. nearly everything about this irked me.
The thing with inviting Robin to the wedding…like, yeah, absolutely valid that you don’t want your future husband’s ex to be there. But why didn’t you say that when making the initial plans? Especially when you know she’s one of his 4 friends. Did you really expect him to not invite her??
The thing with inviting Tony…yes, absolutely I get not wanting him there. But Ted has no legal guardianship over Lucy. What exactly was Ted supposed to do? Take a little girl from her father against his will? That’s kidnapping. He has no legal right to take Lucy away from Tony.
Moving into an apartment in New York with Tony after making a massive point about how ridiculous it would be for her to do something like that with Ted. Like…girly…the man wouldn’t move to New Jersey for his OWN child? Ted was like “you know what, you’re right” but Tony was like “nah give up the house” and that was fine??
Going to Ted to ask him to get Tony back for her…my sister in Christ, what the fuck. What exactly did Tony expect Ted to say about the woman who LEFT HIM AT THE ALTER? Did he expect Ted to still be obsessed with her? And WHY does Stella even want Tony back if the man is willing to break up their family for a SECOND TIME bc a man who Stella hurt is not obsessed with her and thinks she’s selfish? Clearly he wanted the out. Why chase him? AND the fact that she literally only apologizes bc she needs help from him…ugh. That is messed up imo
The movies REALLY irk me. Ted is the man who YOU left at the alter and the man who GOT TONY BACK FOR YOU, but you let this man make him the villain for his movie? You not only divulge private shit that went on between you and Ted, but you also don’t stop him from putting it in a fricking movie?? I get Tony having his warped image of things, fine, but Stella really just let that all go down like that?? She just told Tony every single detail and everything she ever learned about Ted and he put it in a movie. WHY
Ted and Victoria, the second time they get together:
One of my biggest issues with this is that for some reason Ted is the one people blame for the wedding not happening??? As if 1) Victoria wasn’t a whole adult who chose to not tell Ted it was her wedding day before agreeing to meet up with him and bringing a car for them to run away together 2) Victoria’s husband-to-be ALSO ran away from the wedding. He literally also left!!
Even if Ted had brought Victoria back, there wouldn’t have been a wedding. Victoria’s dad blaming Ted and expecting him to pay is so crazy to me.
Another issue I have is with her being pissy that Ted wants her ex-fiancé out of his apartment. It’s not like the dude was normal and super chill. He had an aggressive pet that kept birthing babies and biting AND he didn’t respect boundaries. Like if the dude was just chilling and a normal roommate, I’d get it. But I don’t feel like it was unreasonable for Ted to not want him there — he agreed to let the ex stay with him and had no knowledge of the ferrets or whatever pets the guy had when he suggested it.
My last issue with Victoria is that when Ted is like “if you wanted a bigger commitment, you’d tell me, right?” and she’s like “yeah, I’d be direct.” and then continues to be passive aggressive. The man literally told her “I need you to be direct” and she wouldn’t. All of that on top of her thing about getting back together with him on her wedding day meant he shouldn’t be shocked she wants to get married…babygirl…you didn’t want to get married. You literally ran away at the first opportunity when Ted asked if you wanted to catch up
Ted and The Mother: My main issue with them is that SO quick after being ready to MOVE TO CHICAGO bc he loves Robin, he’s just all good to stay for her? Like suddenly the Robin thing is a non-issue??? Like…bruh??? That just doesn’t track for me at all.
I also take issue with him returning to Robin in the finale and the kids encouraging it. Like idk about yall but wouldn’t it be weird for your dad to admit to saying he was so in love with his best friend’s wife that he was moving but the next day fell for your mom? I feel like I’d be kinda like “okay so was mom a stand in for Robin??? is that what the point of this story was???”
Ted and Barney (Robin and the bro code): I’m pretty sure going after your best friend’s ex-wife is a violation of the bro code if going after your ex-girlfriend is. Like this is the one woman your best friend ever REALLY loved…
Plus…was it not a whole issue of Ted being unable to sleep with a woman because he thought Barney was with her first? But banging the woman Barney was married to and consistently slept with is fine?
There’s definitely more that irks me but these are the main things…anyway. for anyone who made it this far, thanks for reading my rant lol
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eyesanddragons · 9 months
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Rambling incoming. People often remember the book 10 vase scene & the epilogue as poorly written (and they are), but I'd argue that what happens after the vase scene is just as badly written, if not worse.
Being told that Darkstalker not only brainwashed one of her friends, but also attempted to kill off his entire tribe with a plague, should have been the final straw for Moon. She had already experienced a SEVERE breach in trust with Darkstalker before he even emerged from the mountain, so much so that it put her into tears (end of book 8). She should have immediately realized that trying to redeem Darkstalker would necessarily put the lives of her friends, Winter's tribe, and the world at risk, as long as he still had his powers. She should have immediately started focusing on how to neutralize DS as soon as possible. Maybe neutralize him in a way where she can safely try to redeem him without gambling the world on it, but not if it requires the sacrifice of her friend's safety. She should have redirected her empathy towards the friends she KNOWS she can trust. This does not happen. Instead, she throws herself a pity-party, like she is the real victim in all of this. She stubbornly insists that he can still be redeemed much to the dismay of Winter and the questioning of Qibli, and then puts the entire world at risk by betting on him willingly eating the strawberry to find redemption. It is ONLY through the serendipitous hubris of Darkstalker that he is defeated. Yet the books do not hold Moon to task on ANY of this completely blind and genuinely selfish crusade of hers. No, it's everyone else's fault for not believing in her.
A few short pages after the vase scene, Moon outright channels suburban mom energy out of nowhere, infantilizes Winter as if he is a toddler throwing a temper tantrum over spilt milk, and basically tells him to go to his room. All because he was upset that, after being told that DS nearly wiped out the IceWings and brainwashed one of her closest friends, she wanted to go talk to the culprit. She refuses to explain why and doesn't even try to understand why Winter is so upset. Yet she calmly explains her reasons to Qibli on the very next page. This scene alone made me almost quit WoF entirely because it straight-up invalidates Winter's trauma while, somehow, framing him as the unreasonable one.
After their conversation with Darkstalker, they realize they have to tell Winter that Queen Glacier, his aunt whom he genuinely cared about and valued so much that he made it a cornerstone of his identity early in the arc, has been killed by Darkstalker's plague. So, since they are such good friends they would feel genuine empathy and sorrow for him, right? Dreading the task of telling him because it will be a genuinely difficult thing to do, to tell a close friend that a loved one of theirs died? Lmao nope. Instead, all Qibli and Moon are worried about is that he might yell at them. Moon's only response to Qibli's worry is "I've heard worse in his head." Not "he's allowed to mourn," or "he's been through a lot recently, cut him some slack." Imagine if your friends, behind your back, learned of your loved ones passing and went "Oh god, alright let's draw straws on who has to tell this guy."
The 2nd half of book 10 is, to this day, probably some of the worst, most mean-spirited writing I've ever seen in... anything really. It systematically destroyed the found family to resolve a love triangle that nobody wanted, because letting Moon and Qilbi just choose each other was apparently *not* an option.
The Vase scene and how the character's react and treat Winter in the 2nd half of Book 10 is one of the reasons why it's my least favorite WoF book. It really is unnecessarily mean spirited. Though I do wanna touch a bit on what you say here. Specifically about Moon since I think her actions her could of actually been handled in an interesting and impactful way.
This isn't to defend the Vase scene or anything...it's really bad and honestly I think it's worse with this context. I just wanna mention this since I think Moon is a really under-utilized character.
Moon's in a horrifically toxic friendship with Darkstalker, he repeatedly makes Moon feel responsible for his actions, he isolates her from her friends, he constantly pleads with her to stay with him because it'll make him better or make him stop acting horrible. It's notable that Moon is the only one Darkstalker didn't enchant because her Behavior is like someone who was enchanted. Darkstalker doesn't need to enchant Moon, he's already got his grubby in her 13 or so year old mind. Moonwatcher also has a surprisingly black-and-white worldview. Moonwatcher sorts thoughts into bad and good and judges people by them. Darkstalker exploited this by showing Moon all the good things he wants and all the good things he thinks.
If we get rid of all the magic from Darkstalker for a second what we have is a horror story where a much older teenager is manipulating a much younger one to Stay With Them so that They don't Kill Anyone. This is Deeply Horrifying and I'm not even going to touch on how he compares her to Clearsight because it becomes even creepier and I don't want to talk about stuff like that at the moment.
This is why I hate the vase scene even more! Because if we divorce it from the rest of book 10 for a bit it's actually a deeply fucking terrifying scene where Moonwatcher's sense of self is so reliant on Fixing Darkstalker that the idea of him doing something so horrible is something she can't accept because if she Does that means she's at fault.
Plus part of the worry in the vase scene is coming from how Moonwatcher trusts Darkstalker still, and how Darkstalker can read her mind. Winter is putting Moon at risk by telling her this. Could you imagine if Darkstalker Did decide to do something to Moon because of what Winter did? Moon is being put in danger by that information.
Of course we live in a world where book 10 sucks and Moonwatcher is barely a character outside of the love triangle so we don't get that. Moonwatcher's personality changes depending on what the love triangle needs to continue. The clearest example of this is Moon Wanting to Abandon waiting for Winter in Escaping Peril when SHE'S the one who wanted to wait for him in the first place!
I think one of my major problems with Book 10 is that, due to the romance plot, a lot of characters feel like there being given a script by Tui herself for the plot to go like this. So, as you mentioned, instead of acting like concerned friends who just learned that there friend's aunt was practically murdered, Qibli and Moon act really dismissive and even cruel. Complaining about being yelled at rather than the fact that Winter's Aunt is Dead. However this scene is supposed to push the romance further, to show how Winter is less attractive to Moon compared to Qibli.
Now, again, really fucked up to use his aunt's death as the backdrop here, but it is the purpose of the scene. This book is so meanspirited and horrible I Hate it god I hate Book 10-
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I’M ACTUALLY EARLY ENOUGH TO PARTICIPATE IN THIS YAY 😭😭
okay okay okay so i’m thinking 236 with plug!eren. i feel like he’d love to see you wearing his things like wearing his hoodie after six could easily start up a round two.
and then that last chapter got me thinking abt 116 w/ him too, i can’t wait to see a more possessive/protective side to him in the future possibly 👀 that “my girl” had me feeling things lol
and then 8 for jean. i have no specific reason, he’s just sexy and i’m impulsive so i wanna fuck him there, but he’s also tall as hell so it would be a struggle for him LMAO
this was just an excuse to talk to you abt plug!eren and jean, please don’t think i’m expecting drabble from you i just wanna ramble 😭😭🥹
DLFADLFDA hi bestie!!!! you're so full of ideas i literally love it so much i just.....you're so right. ESP about plug!eren he's so possessive on the low and he tries to hold himself back but he can't always help himself. like, he def has you dressed up all in his little hoodies and t-shirts and you're always covered in little bites and bruises and hickeys and going through dozens of bottles of concealer and he absolutely gets you a little necklace with an E charm on it like that's not canon but it's canon <333 i LOVE him!!!!
but your idea with jean....i....i simply couldn't resist....
NSFW below the cut >:)
The first thing you learned about Jean Kirschstein was that his ego knows no bounds. He isn't a selfish person, quite the opposite, actually, but as the starting pitcher for Paradis University's top-ranking baseball team, he has a constant supply of ego-fueling screams from the stands to keep his self-image bloated and well-fed.
Hundreds of girls screaming their name would make any man unreasonably confident, but Jean has the gall to blame his borderline-conceit on you of all people. You expect me not to have a big head when I have a girlfriend this gorgeous? C'mon babe, be serious.
Jean's favorite way to feed his ego, by extension, is by taking you anywhere he wants, any time. Considering that he leaves your legs shaking and your voice raspy, you're not one to complain, but this tendency of his does force you into some rather suspect situations.
Take tonight, for example. The Paradis Devils pulled a 5-3 victory off over the Marley Warriors, their conference rival, and it was, frankly, mostly thanks to Jean's signature curveball pitch. When he eyed you in the stands from the pitch, a toothpick sticking out from his smirk and a dark glint to his smile that only you knew how to interpret, the deafening cheers in the stadium faded to a low hum in comparison to the rush of blood to your face.
"Jean, we're going to get caught-"
"Sh," Jean hushes you, shoving you none-too-gently against the door of his flashy pickup truck, "who cares?"
"Me," you whine pitifully into his mouth, already limp and malleable in his strong hands.
"Not going to help me celebrate my victory? You know you're the reason we won," Jean mouths his way down your neck, pulling a whimper from you, "do it all for you, baby."
"But there's people around Jean, the game just let out."
"Hop in, then," Jean smacks your ass playfully, "windows are tinted, remember?"
As if you don't know the windows are tinted, not after Jean's last game, the baseball banquet, your Honor's Society awards dinner...you acquiesce him with a roll of your eyes, clambering up into the backseat.
Jean follows you, hazel eyes hooded and hungry and hat backwards on his head, never letting his hands drift from you for long. He wrestles his jersey off before climbing in, tossing it carelessly into the passenger seat and laying his long body over yours. He reaches back and fumbles for the door handle, finally finding purchase and swinging it closed, only to accidentally thwack his leg, shooting his body forward and consequently knocking your head into the opposite door.
"Fuck."
"Ow!"
"Car sex always looks so much easier in the movies," Jean winces, shaking his head.
"Then why can't we just wait until we get home? Your apartment's only five minutes away," you giggle, only half-meaning your words when Jean's muscled torso is pressing into your heated skin.
Jean doesn't answer at first, instead dipping his hand down to rub insistently over your clothed, pulsing cunt. He chuckles darkly at your responding moan, the way your hips buck up desperately into his hand, betraying your words.
"If you think you're getting out of this car without my cum dripping down your legs, you've lost your goddamn mind."
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lover-of-mine · 9 months
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Fuck it Friday!
I was tagged by @alyxmastershipper @giddyupbuck @wikiangela thank you 🩷 !!!!!!
Okay the fuck it today will be me saying fuck it and sharing one of the many emotional monologues I'm giving Buck in the breakdown fic. I already posted the beginning of this, but it needs context so it's easier if I just put it all here. Prev snippet.
The rhythmic noises of the heart monitor sound unreasonably loud as he looks down at Eddie’s hand. He can take it, it’s the expected thing to do, right? To take someone’s hand when you’re at their bedside. He can do it. So he does. Eddie’s hand is not as warm as it usually is. He’s always making fun of Buck over how cold his hands are, but he also always laughs while rubbing his hands over Buck’s to warm them up. It always has Buck laughing at him about how he's just such a dad. And for some reason, that’s the thing that makes him start crying. It doesn’t rip from his chest. It’s not shaking sobs, the type of crying that leaves one unable to catch a breath. It’s quieter, but right now so much more painful. Because he can’t control it, all he can do is sit there with the tears silently rolling down his face in what feels like a constant stream. “You know, I don’t think any of us should be allowed to go out in a storm anymore. The next storm I’m gonna lock us both in the house,” Buck tries to joke after a few minutes, looking down at their hands while silent tears keep running down his face, “but with our luck, something would still happen, maybe I should get us out of the city,” he lets out a wet laugh that turns into a sob halfway through, “you know, I was going to make some speech about how Chris needs you, I didn’t want to sound selfish, because he does, he already lost one parent, he can’t lose another one,” he pauses, wiping his cheek with the back of his free hand, “but I need to be selfish right now,” he says, turning so he could look at Eddie’s face, “You have to wake up because I don’t think I can do this without you. I need you. You can’t leave me, you’re the only person I’ve ever loved who never abandoned me and you can’t do it now, you can’t leave me. You have to wake up because I think a part of me is gonna go with you if you don’t and I will keep it together for Chris, I will, it’s what you wanted me to do and I will do it, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to move on from it. I’m already broken but that will leave me beyond repair, so you can’t do this to me. You’re my partner and you cannot leave me behind like this, so please, just, wake up.”
Imma no pressure tag @bucks118 @housewifebuck @wildlife4life @honestlydarkprincess 🫶
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candiid-caniine · 3 months
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Okay so, this might just be an issue because my dildo is on the big side of average (for a dildo, not a human.) and I've never actually sucked a real cock, but i uh... Have this issue where there is. Too much saliva. Like. I mostly practice in the shower, and i actually apparently really like the feel of doing it (especially while cockwarming...) but like... There's literally so much saliva that it's like. All over me just a few minutes. And yeah, it's hot, and I'm definitely into it, but I'm like. Scared of actually having a partner??? Because I've tried swallowing, and maybe it's because the dildo is so big and i have a small mouth, but it Does Not Work, and it's annoying to have to pull off every minute or so because i have so much saliva in my mouth it's about to make me gag in the Bad Way. And I'm not really sure if there's any way to fix it, or if it gets easier over time. Or if it's just Different when it's like, a real person's dick and not. Silicone.
oh the saliva thing (as i understand it) is usually how sucking a penis goes!!
my usual tactic is to just let it flow out of my mouth. it's very hot for me and my partner, and swallowing it just...isn't really an option for me, either; it all kind of tends to pool towards the front, and getting it to the back of my mouth *along with* the dick is just not happening lol.
there *is* a bit of a difference between silicone and flesh-and-blood penises: for one, irl dicks are more flexible, and not as rigid in your mouth, which may make it easier to route saliva out of your mouth in either direction without having to pull off; two, they're skin, so they do absorb/cling to some of that saliva that would only be pushed around weirdly by a silicone one; and three, they don't dry out my mouth as much as silicone does, so i produce less saliva (though not by super much.)
don't be scared of having a partner for this reason. take it slow, be confident that most people with penises find it hot, and if they don't - tell them to try sucking a dick and see how they handle it lmao.
a lot of erotica shows the person sucking the dick "swallowing around the dick" and making them insta-cum, but idk if it's bc of my focus issues or my tiny mouth, i've just never been able to do it...and my partner likes it just fine anyways :) i'm not an advanced throat king by any means. i can't get the tip more than an inch or so down my throat for more than a few seconds without almost puking (yet - still practicing) and again, my partner loves it anyway - in general, imo, sex should be a joyful thing, a shared experience. so if your partner isn't willing to learn and experiment and accept that nobody's perfect automatically, that it takes practice, than imo you shouldn't settle for that.
the pulling off every few minutes - also in line with my experience. like i said in my "love letter to giving head" post, ime, it's actually way more taxing and difficult to suck a bio-dick until it cums than porn and erotica make it seem. atm, it takes like 30 minutes of sucking/pulling off/they jack their dick a bit/going back down my throat to get my partner off orally, and they're not super sensitive, but they're also not under-sensitive compared to other penised partners i've had. for most people who aren't seasoned deepthroaters, it's unreasonable to expect to be able to kick back, spread your legs, and let your partner suck you off with no effort.
in short: don't kick yourself, this is all *so* normal, and if your partner doesn't participate when you give them oral, they're either inexperienced or selfish probably :)
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