#like wtf is this even about the unknown scares me

[idk-i-just-really-like-tsc]

all that stands between me and a mortal instruments short story is a couple paragraphs of this paper. the restraint i have shown all day by following my responsibilities and doing my homework instead of dropping everything for the tmi gang is truly admirable. let’s finish this paper and then cry about my best friends clary jace izzy simon magnus and alec YAY

#trying to keep expectations low. I hope it’s at least 5 pages. #I’m scared lmao #like wtf is this even about the unknown scares me #lol see you soooon tmi gang #hopefully this doesn’t take long #tmi gang

[marxo-fm]

Take me to Church

✯ John Price x f!reader | Playlist

Summary: A reader who’s so religious that she doesn’t even think of anything close to inappropriate, until she meets her dad’s best friend, Mr. John Price.

Words: 4.7k

Warnings: MDNI 18+, mature themes and language, age gap (reader is 25 and Price is in his early 40’s), religious trauma from Catholic variety, dad’s best friend, loss of virginity, pet names, slight aftercare in the end, fear of getting caught from reader, smut, assurance, fingering, reader isn’t all that clueless but super inexperienced, protected PIV, oral (fem! receiving), reader has some troubles with masturbation (failure to finish), Price teaches the reader how to feel good, praising, no descriptions of readers body, race, skin color, ethnicity, hair type/length and body type.

A/N: Currently don’t know wtf I’m doing with my life and how this absurdity came to mind, but aye, I’m all here for it. This was so…..!? Yeah. Also big shout out to Hozier, my icon. Side note: I truly apologize If this fic is rough, I will edit it soon but it’s mostly because I haven’t written in a hot minute, due to school and shit, but I’m back now—and I’m proud of this!

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The breeze kisses your skin as you soak the sun's warmth on a Friday afternoon. The grass is green, and the clouds are out, summer has just begun. You feel yourself start to come back, you were struggling but now that’s over—for a bit. You look over as you watch your dad chopping wood. Usually, he has his friends helping out, but you guessed they had things to do, which explains why they weren’t here.

You memorized their names.

There’s Gaz, Simon, a man who goes by the name of ‘Soap’—which you find funny and you’re not sure if that’s his real name or if it’s just a nickname—and then…John.

Mr. Price. Or so you call him. Sir or Mr works just fine. But you never explored your unknown and strange feelings for him. How you always felt so shy around his dominating presence, or how his voice sounds like honey and sins. You prayed at night and asked for forgiveness when thinking of such thoughts you’ve never thought of when you see John.

Until one day in high school—in health class—they taught about intercourse and other things that left you baffled and quite scared. Anxious. Curious.

You’d get scolded by your Christian parents when you asked such things, they say it’s too early to get into these topics, or that you should wait until marriage. Your parents are good, but you always follow their rules. You never once disobeyed, only minor times but you always asked for forgiveness.

You’ve always been a good girl, but Mr. Price always makes the fire in your belly grow. And that fire burns through your veins in an excruciating need for something so sinful. Maybe it’s the devil on your shoulder, but you never fight it off, and that was bad.

“Hey honey, ought to help me out here? The jerks I call my friends are out busy somewhere, c’mon, I’ll teach ya.” Your father motioned his hands as he walked to his area where he chops his wood, you’ve never done this before, but you’re excited. He gives you his axe, and you almost give out due to how heavy it is. “Can’t carry it like that sweet pie, hold it strong and firm.” He instructs.

You do as he says, squinting your eyes to look at his face of approval, “I think I got it.”

He nods and you bring the axe up to your shoulder, and you bring it down with every ounce of strength.

You chopped it.

“Attagirl, that’s one hell of a way to chop down wood.” A man with a deeper voice and a southern drawl said from right behind you, you turn around and the blood rushes to your head.

It’s John.

“Oh…Mr. Price,” you stammer, and you feel a rush of embarrassment plastering your cheeks.

“Y’know ya can call me John, right? Good job raisin’ her pal, she got manners.” He chews on his toothpick as he takes the axe from your hands, and the contact leaves you feeling vulnerable and so flustered. His rough hands that he used to work, chop wood, and fix things felt oddly familiar on your soft skin.

“We taught her well, ain’t that right darlin’?” John looks over his shoulder, his flannel covering his bulging biceps and that itself makes you feel thirsty for cold water.

“Yes, Dad,” you replied softly, “Well, I’m just going to head on over back home to help Mom out. Want anything to drink John?”

John looked at you momentarily, the way his name slipped out of your sweet mouth left him speechless. His eyes gaze over your white dress that sits just above your knees, it feels like he is undressing you, but he’s just wondering how and when the hell you looked like this. Of course, you were always beautiful, but there was something special there.

A spark.

“No ma’am.” He waved his hand and went back to work. You watched as his forearms grew bigger when he swung that axe down.

Forgive me for my sins.

You mumbled before you opened the door to your home and walked in.

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“My baby’s such a bad girl, aren’t ya? Takin’ me so well.” John praises as he thrusts into you in sinister motions like he’s been deprived of something so good for such a long time, that it almost drove him over the wall.

How you felt so good, so welcoming, as his thrusts became deeper and faster. Touching parts of you that you didn’t even know existed—nor could feel. It was an out-of-body experience like your soul had ascended, and you didn’t know whether it was real.

Until your alarm woke you up. It wasn’t real, but gosh did it feel real. You’re sweating, and your heart is running a marathon, as you regain your breath, you feel like you committed a crime. A crime so punishable that it could result in a death sentence.

You grab your rosary and you rock back and forth, praying and asking for forgiveness for ever dreaming about him. Your parents always told you that you wouldn’t have a good spot in the afterlife—a place called hell—if you thought of or committed any acts of sin. Especially anything and everything related to dirty inappropriate thoughts or worse, sex. Commit any of these before marriage, and you have a spot ready for you down below.

You feared for your life, even though it was impossible for anyone you love to know. They won’t ever know you have thoughts about John, or how you feel warmth between your legs when you picture him touching you in places you can’t please. Or how you picture him shirtless chopping wood, grabbing your waist from behind as he helps you hold the axe properly and swing it down. It was oh so shameful of you. Dirty, bad, sinful.

But you feel as if enough was enough, you’ve been good for far too long, that you deserve to feel good about yourself for once.

It was the perfect time, six thirty in the morning and both your parents were sleeping away, not knowing their good and obedient daughter was yearning to touch herself.

You lock your doors for safety as you scurried back to bed, you lay down on your back as you skim your fingers down your chest.

Deep breathes in and deep breathes out. You don’t know how to do this, but you’ll give in anyway. You sigh as you pull your shorts down, with your underwear as well. You drew circles around your belly before trailing down to your heat. Soft gasps escaped your mouth at your sensitive touch. Sensitive and swollen from the dream you just had.

You close your eyes, rubbing circular motions on your most sensitive area as you picture John doing this for you instead. Rough and hard-working hands aiding you. A coil in your stomach tightens, urging you to untie right then and there, but you can’t get the motions to stay the same.

You winced as you pushed your finger deeper, your back arching in response. You don’t feel anything, no pleasure, only pain and emptiness.

You want to scream in the agonizing torture of being so close yet so far away. You pull your shorts back up as you go inside the restroom to wash your hands.

You committed acts of sin and weren't pleased, and now you feel nothing but guilt and insecurity of not knowing how to do something right.

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The next day, the same place you were before. Outside on your dad's truck watching his friends help out with work. John wore a tight brown tee that accentuated his muscles, he's a retired man, but you could see every ounce of blood, sweat, and tears in that body of his.

You blush, thinking about it. About what could be hiding under his shirt.

He catches you eyeing him but you quickly divert your eyes back to your book. John smirked, telling your dad he'll be back in a second and wants to talk with you.

"Ya watchin' me, sweetheart?" He smiled, taking a cigarette out of his pocket. You watched as he did so, fearing that he'd ask you to take a puff, though you never would. "I...I was just trying to learn how you chop your wood, sir."

A deep chuckle escapes his mouth, "Y'know I can teach you, doll," the new nickname had you unable to face him, but he loved seeing you flustered. He took a puff and you nodded, "Come on over to my place, your dad won't mind. I'm not at home much, anyway. S'good to learn y'know," he went on as he walked closer to you, his southern accent becomes deeper as he goes, "You'll have the privacy that you need, to read your books and pray." He knew how religious you are, heck, he's a good friend to your parents.

"I don't know if my father will let me go, with a man nonetheless." John looks back and then back to you, "It's only me, angel."

You decide to ask your father, just in case. You don't want to go behind his back, even if John is family. You walk on over, building the courage to ask your father if it's okay to go over to a man's house, a man you yearn for.

"Dad, is it okay If John takes me to his house? He's gonna teach me how to chop wood." Your dad looks at you momentarily, before speaking, "Of course honey, just because I want you to help an old man out here and there. 'Aka' me." You tried to keep your cool, to not look so eager about going over a man's house.

John smiled, the thought of having you all to himself at his place gets him straining against his jeans. He loves it when you eye him as if he doesn't know or sense when you drool over him.

--

"Here's your room, sweet thing, if ya ever need anything I'm just a shout away." He sets his tools down and walks to the kitchen, his jeans shaping his toned legs and shirt sizes too small. Butterflies invade your stomach, merely at the thought that you'd be sleeping under the same roof as this man, and willing to teach you something you're so interested in.

"Can't believe your dress is that short, doll. Your mother let you out like that?" He eyed your white dress that sits just above your knees and shows more skin than the dresses you usually wear. "You know, Mr. Price, I'm an adult now."

"Course you are," he takes a sip of his beer, "but I ain't take you as the one to dress like this. Can't say I don't like it."

You smile, flustered at the way he just complimented you. You can't deny that you like it, you love it. It sent a rush of arousal through your entire body, and he noticed the way you crossed your legs.

"Damnit,"

"What is it?" You asked curiously, not knowing that John saw the way you squeezed your thighs together. He wants to ease the need and desire that coursed through you, but he doesn't want to screw it all up.

"Nothin', now come on outside."

--

"Now, you're going to hold it just like this," he instructs, pushing his hard body against your back as he holds your arms. You could feel the hardness of his strain on your back and you scream internally, unable to form coherent thoughts.

You made this so hard for him, so difficult to the point where John himself forgot what he wanted to teach you.

"Easy," his calloused hands left your arms and snaked their way along your waist. Your stomach flipped at the action. Goosebumps flare over your entire skin, his manly scent entering your nose and taking over your mind. You swallowed, and continued.

"Now raise your axe, and swing it down."

You did just so, and you successfully chopped the wood.

"That's it, angel baby, look at ya. Such a good learner."

"I am, aren't I?" You slightly bit your lip, John cursed himself and cupped your face. "Mm, damn right you are." John wondered deeply if you were such a good learner in other parts as well. Price cupping your face was a first, but his calloused hands that signal just how much of a hard worker made the intense throb between your legs grow.

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You wake up with your blanket suffocating as you struggle to fall asleep, again. You tossed and turned, repeating everything and every touch he gave you. You try to stop the need and the burn in your belly, you really do, but it's hard when you don't know how to fulfill your need. It became so bad to the point where you stood up and walked to the kitchen for water.

He wasn't in his room, he was out for the morning. A busy man and you're so silly for thinking he'd be home, even when he informed you he wouldn't be home every passing hour.

But oh how much you needed him. In ways, you couldn't forgive yourself for it.

You sit down, as quiet as a mouse, waiting patiently for him to come back just so you can confess your dirty sins. Maybe he'll forgive you for them, or maybe he won't show you mercy.

You try to occupy yourself, laying down on the couch and turning on the TV, still in your nightgown. You pull the blanket over, ready to watch a cooking video to learn a few things.

But it hits you that you're actually able to do something about the heat in between your legs, now that nobody is here. The house was quiet except for the TV playing.

Your hand trails under the blanket, lifting your nightgown as you reach for your soaked underwear. Shameful how you're soaked even when he's not around, John really leaves his mark on you. You let out a sigh as you reached your wet and sensitive clit.

It's not easy when you struggle to please yourself, it's so disappointing, honestly. Today was no different.

There is this creeping guilt, but it always hits you the most just when you creep up the tip of the mountain, only for you to fall off when you realize what you're doing.

You can't stop thinking of him, shoulders aching and tears urging to escape when you're so close to reaching the end, only for it to be unsuccessful.

So, you close your eyes and let out a deep breath. Spreading your legs further as your fingers plunged into your aching hole, you gasped. Picturing yet again, how he pleases his women. Of course, he knew how, he is well experienced and capable of pleasing a woman, to the point where she forgets her own name.

You're committing acts of sins in his own home, unforgivable and dirty. Because you were raised with the idea of being perfect, but no one is perfect. From the moment you're born and the moment you die--but the moment you die is the moment John Price fulfills your dirty little dreams.

He whispers in your ear telling you how to do this and how to do that.

'Just like that.'

'Those fingers are too light, darlin', lemme do all the work."

"Attagirl, in and out."

And you almost reached the top of the mountain, whispering finally as sweat buds trail down your forehead.

Finally, finally, finally.

Until you fell down the mountain you tried so hard climbing, when John swings open the door to the sight of his best friend's daughter getting off on his couch. You hurriedly pull your panties back up.

At that moment, you wanted to scream.

To run away.

To die.

He's going to tell your dad, and your entire body freezes. You can't plead for forgiveness when you're so far gone. No mercy will be shown when he kicks you out and tells your parents how bad their daughter truly is.

You sit straight as your body shakes in fear, you're unable to cry when you know your fate.

A sinful girl.

"John," you choke, "I-I am so so sorry, I didn't mean to. I really wasn't-"

"How long have you been at this?" Your heart drops all the way down as the blood from your face drains. "O..only," you struggle to speak as his deep brown eyes gaze at you, "It was only this one time."

You lied.

Another sin.

He stands in silence, shutting the door behind him as he takes big steps towards you. He hovers over you, looking down to see a dirty girl in front of him. As if you played this innocent and sweet girl, though you were, except in John's eyes you weren't. At least that's what you thought.

He takes your chin and pushes your head up to face him, you weren't able to look in his eyes, it was all too much.

"Look at me," he grumbled, you did just what he said. Not once resisting, although it was difficult.

"I ain't mad at ya, it's natural, honey."

Your eyes widened and your shoulders relaxed from the tension and fear.

"You're not going to tell on me?" You asked, Price chuckles.

"Course I'm not, I ain't no snitch, I'm a grown man." He bends on his knees, his thumbs rubbing circular motions on your exposed skin.

"Did it feel good? Sorry to have ruined it for ya' angel." It sure did feel good knowing you almost reached the top, it really did, but it felt better having John assuring you that it was all okay. "You don't have to be sorry--I was just..."

"Go on."

"Continue what I interrupted, don't let my presence stop ya," he signaled his pointer finger toward the door to his room, "it ain't comfortable here. No space to spread those sweet legs, is there?"

You shake your head, "Go on, unless you want me in there. I know deep down you do, doll, you can feel so much better." He's right, the moment you've been dreaming of, it finally comes true. How could you say no to John being in the same room making you feel good?

You almost can't believe it.

He suddenly picks you up from the couch, initiating a soft gasp from you when he opens the door and throws you on his mattress.

You balance yourself with your two hands when he undresses himself in front of you. Starting off with his shirt. You gasp once again, at the sight of his sculpted body before you. His chest was full of hair and his abs were the definition of perfect.

He gets on the bed and slowly crawls towards you, his head now in between your thighs. "I interrupted your time of need, sweet girl, let me make it up to you." He smiles before hooking his finger on the hem of your underwear, pulling them down all the way to your ankles. On display right before him, so shy you hid away, unable to look at the lewd sight in front of you. "That ain't gonna work for me, eyes over here." His fingers dug into your thighs, you did just as he said, looking at his eyes that continue to look at your pretty pussy.

"S'fuckin' wet."

It's a dream come true for John as well, to see you all wide open and soaking wet for him.

He places peppered kisses along your thighs, and you whimper as he stops. John makes his way up to your lips, biting your bottom lip before kissing you deeply and hungrily. Exactly like the dreams.

His stache brushing against your top lip only made it feel real, his tongue deep inside your mouth as your hands held the back of his head, pushing his mouth impossibly deeper. He's eating your face as if it were his last meal on death row. Like a predator catching his prey.

He pulls away from the intense kiss, the saliva leaving both of you.

Good God did he know how to kiss, you let him do all the work when you could barely kiss him back just as good.

His chest heaved, and he continued with his kisses on your neck and down your collarbone, pushing a soft moan out of you that drove John over the wall. "Make more noises, it's only the two of us, jus' let me hear ya." He cooed, his hands lifting your nightgown over your hips and then over your head. His eyes trailed over your breasts hidden in your bra. "Ah fuck," you sit up, allowing John to unclip your bra, the sight of your chest out on display for him made his mouth water. He grips your left breast with one hand while he sucks and kisses the other.

"Oh, John...keep doing that, please."

He kneads your breast, almost putting you to sleep with how good it feels, "mmmhm," you sighed, "you been wantin' this, and I'm sorry for waiting this long." He apologizes as he places kisses down your belly and finally makes his way back to being in between your thighs.

"No need...to be sorry," you breathe, tilting your head back when he swipes his tongue between your wet folds. The new feeling alone made your legs tremble, enticing a loud gasp from you. You start to rock your hips against his mouth as his deep groans vibrate through your entire nervous system. "Taste like fuckin' Heaven, oh sweet baby, I think you are heaven itself." Praise that had you dropping your jaw as he inserted his hot tongue in your hole.

You swore you saw Heaven.

Brows furrowed and back arched as he eats you like a hungry man, your hands gripping the sheets underneath you, and your legs spread further open inviting him in for more.

John inserts one finger in as his tongue continues to suck on your most sensitive area, and you let out the loudest moan you didn't think you were capable of ever making.

You died in this moment. And John swore he died in that moment, also.

"John," you pant, focusing on what could be your first-ever orgasm.

"I know, you're close baby, s'fuckin' tight, come for me." His words of encouragement suddenly break the coil inside your burning belly, the liquid seeping out of you as he continues to lick away every last bit from you.

He takes his finger and licks you away, which leaves you half-lidded.

"See? How hard was that? Like rippin' a damn bandaid off, does your wound feel better?" He teased, "It does," you say softly, still reminiscing what happened a few seconds ago. What you just felt, how it felt like fireworks exploding inside your veins.

"Such a perfect pussy, waiting to be full of me." He unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his jeans, you've never had sex, but you definitely never needed something more than now. You need him, to get to know him, even when you already do.

"Does it hurt like they say?" You asked nervously, watching as his jeans disappeared, leaving him only in his boxers. His thick thighs didn't do much justice in the dim light.

"When I do it, then it shouldn't be as bad, doll. Jus' a little pain, but if ya feel like it's too much, you jus' tell me. Hm?"

It makes you feel special with how sweet he treats you, he treats you with such care that it truly makes you dizzy.

He takes off his boxers and you almost lose all consciousness, his cock leaking with pre-cum and hard, you thought it was quite inhumane how big he is.

Sure you've explored your curiosity, but John, he differed from all of them.

"Poor thing needs some love and I'm going to show your pussy what the definition of love is." You grew heavy with desire, "ya need me to use a condom, sweetheart?" he asked, you nodded, simply because you weren't on the pill.

He opens his drawer and pulls out a condom, ripping it off with his teeth and spitting a piece of the wrapper out.

That was a sight for sore eyes.

He slips it on his thick cock, the condom intensifying every vien, it left your mouth dry like a Sahara desert.

How was that going to fit? Was all you were thinking about, but you were so sure he was going to make it feel okay.

He sets his heavy cock on your soaking entrance, teasing you while he moves his dick up and down your folds, you whine with need and John chuckles.

Was this the sinful thing that would literally damn you for eternity? How could something so dirty feel so good?

He brings a hand of his to pin your arms down, while the other holds your leg close to him. Your brows furrow as he slowly enters himself into you. John grows concerned when he sees your lips pursed and your eyes shut tightly, a tear escaping.

He stops, and you stop holding your breath.

"It hurts don't it? Want me to stop?"

"Please, no," you gasp, "I...I want you to keep going."

He readjusts your hips, before proceeding to continue, "You sure, honey?" You nod and whisper a hundred times yes before he thrusts deep inside of you.

"So fuckin' good for me, fuck!" he shouts, he loved the way your cunt fluttered and wrapped tightly around his cock.

The silence in the room was filled with his groans and loud moans from you, so lewd and so dirty. But you're too far deep to leave now, you're ready to die, happily.

"My," he thrusts, then pulling away and thrusting back in deeper, "gorgeous," you gasp when he continues his rhythm of thrusting and being so close to pulling out before he thrusts impossibly deeper again, "Girl." He breathed.

He brings his fingers to circle your sensitive clit, and you feel it happening again. It's more intense and heavier.

Your walls wrapped tightly on his cock, initiating that you're indeed closer than you have ever been before. "Mhmm," he moaned, and it was such a sweet sound you so badly wanted to hear again. He grabs hold of your legs, bringing them closer to your head, thrusting at a deeper angle that you can feel in your throat.

"That's it, baby, that's my fuckin' girl right here. All mine, gimme one more." He stopped as you cried out his name over and over until it became engraved in John's brain. He silences your cries with his lips as your legs shake around him.

"You did so well for me, your pussy jus' needed some medicine to be cured, got you coming all over my cock." He begins to move again, to finish himself this time. Your pain turns into pleasure and familiarity when he pushes himself in and out.

"John, that feels so..." He groans loudly at the way you watch his cock slide in and out, it was obscene but also surreal, "look at you, fuck, gonna make me cum just lookin' at me like that."

Which you felt so good about, it's all you wanted.

He pants as he reached a certain point, chest heaving as you can feel his cock twitching inside of you.

John pulls out, and there's sadness in your heart at the emptiness. Your heart thuds loudly that your first time to be with a man you dreamed about, it feels euphoric. You felt ecstatic.

He wipes away your dry tears and your hair away from your face, that drowned in sweat and tears.

John admired you the second he laid his eyes on you till now, he never knew the definition of perfect until this moment.

"Can you teach me how to feel good?" You asked as your hand roamed his broad shoulders and his back. And fuck, did John love that.

"Course' baby, on top of the choppin' the damn wood lessons," you both laugh, "I got all the time in the world, for you."

Your heart ached, he whispered sweet nothings before he carried you into the bathroom to clean up the mess.

Then you nestled under his arms and his body heat, his chest, and arms hugging you as the two of you slept the day away.

It was worth every waking second, and now you can sleep peacefully.

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A/N: Y'all, wtf. Gnawing at the bars of my enclosure. Need him.

This lowkey needs to be edited some more now that I’m reading it, but I’ll definitely do that later…

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[spacebarbarianweird]

Hey! This is a little silly but I have a request. One of my mutuals had her birthday a few days ago, but I had no time to prepare anything for her (the little shit literally told me just YESTERDAY, yeah, still mad at that one). Since your work is amazing, may I request a oneshot/headcanons (whichever you want) based on her post? (https://www.tumblr.com/lumar014ad/736193443690430464/imagine-that-youre-a-druidwizardwarlock-with-a)

Sorry if it's too personal, I just want to do something nice for her and this is the only thing I can think of. Thanks for hearing me out anyways :)

Hi! Thank you for your request! I usually do requests in the order I get them but since it's a special occasion I be like (quote) "How could I say no?"

Masterlist

Headcanons

Astarion x Tav!Cat Owner

As long as you can remember, you've loved cats.

Some may say, they are lazy assholes no one would want to have, but you disagree.

Cats are independent. They require unconditional love. If a cat loves you, it means a lot.

Unfortunately, the life of an adventurer isn't good for cat. A dog? Maybe, but cats need a stable home.

But cats choose their owners, not the other way around.

A tiny kitten, only three weeks old, yells desperately in the sewers. The second the findling is put on the ground, he climbs you and purrs.

"Well, I suppose, now you are mine."

Black and fluffy, but fierce. You call the little guy "Wyvern". Wyv, for short.

But the moment you put Wyv inside your travel jacket, you are kidnapped by the Mindflayers.

Shocked and scared, you make sure they don't notice the kitten, hiding him under your shirt.

You search your way to freedom. The kitten stays quiet all the time.

But hissing violently when he senses the danger ahead.

He somehow survives the fall with you but he looks at you with this face "wtf, I just wanted to be safe."

But Wyv, surprisingly, likes living on the road with you. He sits in your jacket or on your shoulder causing loud "awwwws" from strangers.

"This is Wyvern! I found him in the sewers!"

"Did you toss a coin to choose this name for a cat?" Astarion isn't impressed but even he admits the cat has a temper of a dragon.

As for Astarion, he loves cats. But animals fear the Undead. Especially cats since they can smell the reek of death.

But to his own surprise, Wyvern doesn't mind Astarion's company.

More than that, he constantly tries to sit on the vampire's shoulder or just yells until Astarion takes him in his cold hands.

"Please, Tav, take your animal back. He screams like a drunk goblin"

"Because he is hungry", you shrug. "Oh come on! Do me a favor - I feed you every night, you can manage to feed my cat!"

For some unknown reason, Wyv wants Astarion's attention - and even sleeps in his tent.

One evening, you notice Astarion meditating while the cat is purring loudly on his chest. Astarion's face is peaceful and you know this night won't bring him nightmares.

You see it as a sign. You were hesitant to suggest sharing the tent together but since Wyvern has already moved there why not follow his example?

And you can't stop thinking about that Astarion and Wyvern have very much in common.

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[the-moon-files]

I was actually thinking about this a lot but like as an add on to your humans are hylian space orcs thing. I am in ✨need✨ of reader trying potions. Like;

"This potion will restore your stamina and boost your strength"

"Buddy that's just coffee"

"Qué?"

Even worse if when the reader tries it it's just like the most not strong coffee they've ever drank. Makes the guys wonder wtf makes humans need so much energy through out the day.

this is such a cute idea, i love how diet diffs/energy diffs in humans are space orcs aus, so genius to apply to hylians

the stamnia boost potion tastes just like instant coffee with powdered creamer (the kind at like car dealerships/shitty offices where its not even a little liquid creamer)

and u spit that shit out like wtf is this bs

and Four, poor guy who gave you some after talking a break from walking, is like "oh my goddess r u allergic?? can still breath???"

meanwhile ur like. "yeah this just tastes like shit-"

four: "oh well yeah, all potions do really-"

you: "-ty coffee. this is nowhere near strong enough to get me back on my feet ffs"

four: " 👁️👄👁️"

you: "u got anything stronger? :/ "

four: " w h a t ? "

cue u researching how to make stamnia potions, across the hyrules, and making them 10x stronger so theyre like an actual coffee shop kind of coffee, and the Links are literally lowkey scared

Time forbids you (and the rest of the guys) from letting anyone else try ur "improved" elixir (s)

bc yes, u didnt stop at stamnia

u moved on to healing potions, (u can now regrow limbs and heal broken bones, the hylians can only take like a 1/16th of a sip like once a week, whereas u chug the whole thing, and can do so multiple times a day if needed)

u also moved onto cooking, bc rlly how different is cooking from alchemy?

and goron spice tasted like goddamn dorito chips, so u used essence of literal lava to help make it more spicy,

ur not allowed to introduce this new spice to the gorons, Wild forbid, bc he was adventurous enough (and snuck behind Time and ur backs) to try some spice

(he literally touched the tip of his pinky finger to it, wiped it off, except for 1 like flake of spice too)

and it lowkey nearly killed him 💀

like had to use that 1/16th of ur extra strong healing potion and everything

u felt so bad, but he did do this to himself,

and Wild knew the gorons dont back down from a challenge, esp since it was originally their recipe, so he (and you) didnt wanna kill them on accident

the sleeping potion u found is just like taking a single melatonin gummy, so u ofc make that thing knock even you out after 2 sips,

needless to say, no one is trying that one, not only bc it knocked Rulie unconcious for 12 hours straight (u got him to try it after he exhausted all his magic healing, and so no nightmares)

but bc it knocked u out cold for 9. that was the scarier part to them lmao, was how affected is their human by this?

i like to think thats how they judge unknown foods and liquids too,

like "do you think this tastes unseasoned? ok should be perfect for me then" - every Link

"oh this didnt make u feel sleepy at all/barely tired? great, id love to knock out cold w/no nightmares tonight" - Sky, probably

"this tastes like that thing you call, instant cough? ko-fee? Cool, give me some i need to run up this mountain" - Wild, for the 3rd time this month probably

"this barely healed ur papercut? sweet, give me some my wrists are killing me" - poor Legend, he uses ur extra strength healing potion as a way to treat his arthritis regularly once a month, but the more chill potions for any leftover aches and pains, esp after long fights being hard on his arms

Chain is simultaneously still lowkey terrified u need that much extra oomf, esp when u run out of stronger stuff and have to down like 5 health potions to heal a cut that needed stitches,

and also worried u need that much and also Wild/Wars/Rulie tend to work overtime to make sure they have extra potions for you

and theyre also kind of impressed, bc hey, youre unlikely to get magically poisoned/potion poisoned like them

☆

sorry i couldnt think of as much as i hoped, i think its bc i rlly just need to play/watch more loz games besides botw/totk

i like know the vague plot of ss/oot/mm/tp/ww/hw and og loz games, but havent gotten into details/lets play or anything yet

i hope this was at least a half decent idea to think about/expand on urs, have a great rest of ur week, and thanks so much for the ask!! <33

Peace out,

🌙

#i tried to add a cut so this wouldnt be constantly expanded but i just had to trust tumblr for this one bc it kept unbulleting my stuff #i tried guys #sorry #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #male reader #linked universe reader #lu x male reader #link x reader #loz link x reader #linked universe male reader #moon rambles #literally just that didnt organize this at all rlly

[dykepvppy]

OBSESSION — poly ghostface! Yellowjackets

(Ghostface!Van,Laura Lee,shauna,Jackie, tai,Lottie,Mari,Misty,nat) @jackieakgae

—

The killings have been getting worse were you lived.. you were scared for your safety even your friends thoes “ghostface” killings have been spreading like wildfire for the last month.. hoping this person was caught. School had started and you were with your group of friends known as the yellowjackets the soccer team for the school.

You decided to watch your friends practice since you didn’t have anything to do. Jackie saw you and waved at you running to you. “Hey (name) you watching us practice ?” The leader of the team spoke to you, taking hold of a drink from the bleachers. It was quiet for a few minutes as she spoke up again, “So me and the girls are wondering do you wanna go to a party with us”. You thought for a few minutes and nodded “sure”. Jackie smiled at you and put her bottle down “it's randys ill send you the address””

—

3 hours later, after the party ( I’m lazy wtf ) you got home worrying if someone was following you, but surely no one wasn’t following you. “What a da-“ The phone Cut you off by rining..who was it? . Slowly going to the phone your hands shaking quickly answering. “Hello” your breath was shakey. The heavy breather from the other phone is as loud and fast, before the unknown caller spoke.

“What’s your favorite scary movie”

Standing in the kitchen looking around, “…who is thi-“ the unknow caller cut you off “ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION”. Shocked by the aggressive caller you obeyed.. “my favorite is friday the 13th….”

Hearing the unknown killer laugh, “good choice, that movie is like a game of cat and mouse..”, they hung up fast.. You are scared of what's about to happen, Hearing glass break in the living room so you decided to check it out only to find two people with ghostface mask and robs standing there tilting their heads.

As you dropped your phone and ran, their footsteps getting heavier and louder chasing you through the house.. “come back here” one of them spoke holding the knife you didn’t know why and who they were, why you why would they want you

As soon you made it to one of the rooms you felt another pair of hands on you push you down to the floor, a group of ghostfaces appear behind the main two.

“Look at this slut. Your enjoying this huh” one of them(nat) spoke as she got close to you, her knife pressing up to your thighs. “Such a slut” the one of the ghostface (Lottie) went up to nat who was looking down at you, you were weak whimpering, your hair being pulled back by a third ghostface (Jackie) who was rubbing your body “a group a killers just wanting to use you like a toy you want that right”

The fourth ghostface(Mari) was recording without saying a word, she was loving this already, you being a helpless victim to the girls plan they didn’t want to kill you,

THEY WERE OBSESSED

THEY WANTED YOU

“Come on you love this” the fifth(Misty) and sixth(Laura Lee) ghostface walked up to you, you whimpered they smirked behind the mask as the seventh(van)and eighth(tai) their knifes was on your shirt their knifes coverd in blood, “your hearts beating, what if we had a strap on huh wanna choke and gag on our cocks”

The last ghostface (shauna) spoke her hands on you again and to your neck. Whimpering again, you were scared but you loved it, shauna behind the masked licked her lips at the sight of you being help less, ‘’maybe if we come back again, your gonna take all of us’’ she took another pic of you, the group left without another word only the photos they took so they can get off to it later. THEY WERE OBSESSED you were their obsession..

—-

#lesbian #wlw blog #yellowjackets #yellowjacketsxreader #wlw #yellowjackets x reader #van palmer #misty quigley #natalie scatorccio #laura lee #shauna shipman #lottie matthews x reader #mari yellowjackets

[maela-the-menace]

Pspspspspsps shorts wars fans come get ur food

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@Datchia

Sooo guess who just hacked Danno’s phone! Honestly it was ridiculously easy, he didn’t even have a security system active. C’mon dude, you have a YouTube channel. But that’s not the main reason I’m here. My investigation continues! It’s… got more evidence… here, this is a snippet of a convo I saw between him and Riggy.

[screenshot start]

Sewer Rat: Why did you send that to Cdot?

Danno: because it’s funny, obviously

Sewer rat: yea I know but why a console and a finger??? Where did you even get the finger!

Danno: the console has a pikmin game downloaded onto it, and you don’t need to know where I got the finger.

Sewer Rat: alr. The blood wasn’t yours though right?

Danno: no don’t worry

Sewer rat: alr good

[screenshot end]

My guys did you see that? Danno sent what to cdot?? What???

#wtf #Danno cal drawings #Riggy the Runky #excuse me but what the fuck #where did he get the finger #where did he get the blood #I really hope he doesn’t see this

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@Fucker-of-mothers

There's no way this is real

@hotdog-cop

Honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if this was real. Riggy is a horrible influence

@EntWithAHoodie

Dude if Danno has tumblr you’re probably fucked.

Reblog

@Datchia

Here’s a follow up with the Cdot situation…

[Screenshot start]

Pikmin Bro: DUDE WTF

Danno: what?

Pikmin Bro: YOU SENT ME A FINGER! AND A BLOOD COVERED CONSOLE!

Danno: The console has Pikmin downloaded onto it! :)

Pikmin Bro: BUT WHY THE FINGER???

Danno: Just because.

Pikmin Bro: WHERE DID YOU EVEN GET THE FINGER? OR THE BLOOD?

Danno: Secret

Pikmin Bro: WHAT DO YOU MEAN SECRET?

[Screenshot end]

~~~~~~~~

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@Datchia

So. It turns out that Danno isn’t the only criminal of the group. I uh… oops?

[Screenshot start]

Danno: Pear

Danno: Dude

Danno: Where are you

Gun Giver: Dawg what

Gun Giver: I was with Melon

Danno: I need weapons.

Gun Giver: Dawg I just gave you a shipment

Danno: That was today?

Gun Giver: I’m not gonna respond anymore.

[Screenshot end]

So yeah. Pear is apparently a weapons dealer.

RoyalPear #Danno cal drawings #RoyalMelon #I think #i’m scared

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@fruity-felon

What were Pear and Melon doing tho 🧐🧐🧐

@WenchOfTime

@fruity-felon I don’t think that’s what you’re supposed to me focusing on here

@BungoBob

What did I just discover here???

@Time-For-Soup

@WenchOfTime but seriously what were they doing tho???

~~~~~~~~

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@Datchia

I’M SCARED I’M TERRIFIED I’M MORTIFIED I’M SCREAMING-

[Screenshot start]

Unknown Number: Hello? You’re Danno right?

Danno: Yes??? Who is this?

Unknown Number: Melon.

Danno: Oh ok

[Unknown Number changed to Materwelon]

Materwelon: Hey fuck you for that

Danno: ?

[Materwelon changed to The Melon Man]

Danno: WHAT.

The Melon Man: I taught myself how to code! And hack. It’s really fun!

Danno: I’m scared

The Melon Man: You should be :)

[Screenshot end]

That smiley face will haunt me forever and I think he’s about to start hunting me down.

#RoyalMelon #Danno cal drawings #I live in fear

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@OrbleTheGreat

Datchia I recommend RUNNING.

@Man-Of-Cheeseballs

Drop off the face of the internet and I think you’ll probably be fine… maybe… probably…

@Jiblits-vorp

I really doubt this is real but please make more

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@Datchia

I don’t know how Danno hasn’t noticed this yet considering how many people have seen it, but it’s probably a good thing. I’ll keep going until I’m noticed by someone relevant to the situation… here’s more. A lot more.

[screenshots start]

Danno: Pear your boyfriend is scaring me

Gun Giver: Danno Melon is not my boyfriend.

Danno: I never mentioned it was Melon though

Gun Giver: Dawg, you act like I wasn’t the one to give him your contact

Danno: But I still could’ve been referring to someone else

Gun Giver: Dawg Melon is fucking terrifying

Gun Giver: Also he told me about hacking your phone earlier

Gun Giver: He said that, and I quote, “anyone with a sliver of coding knowledge could hack into it if they tried.” He thinks you need a better security system

Danno: nahh it’ll be fine

—————

Danno: Hey Jonny you’re interested in code right?

Kirby man: Uhhhh yea I guess?

Danno: Talk to Melon about it

Kirby man: Out of all the things you’ve said to me, why is that the most ominous?

Danno: I could send you one of the packages to be more ominous

Kirby man: Ok nevermind that’s the most ominous thing you’ve ever said to me…

Danno: Ok I’ll just send another to Cdot

Kirby man: What in the fuck are you sending to Cdot?

Danno: :)

Kirby man: I’m scared

—————

Pikmin Bro: WHERE DID YOU GET A DEAD BLOODY RAT AND WHY IN THE HELL DID YOU SEND IT TO ME.

Danno: Riggy gave it to me

Pikmin Bro: Please don’t send more blood-covered objects

Danno: I will continue sending you blood covered objects

Pikmin Bro: Seriously don’t I don’t need bloodstains on my carpet

Danno: If it gets stained I’ll help you clean it up!

Pikmin Bro: The fact that you’re confident you can clean up a bloodstain is scary. One time I cut my finger cutting vegetables and the blood got on my couch. It’s still there and I’ve tried everything…

Danno: You just don’t know the process yet

Pikmin Bro: What the hell is “the process”

Danno: The process of cleaning blood.

Pikmin Bro: …

Pikmin Bro: I think it’s time to end this conversation.

—————

Kirby Man: YOU GOT ME WRAPPED UP IN A GANG.

Danno: Wait Pear didn’t tell you about it???

Kirby Man: YOU KNEW?

Kirby Man: Is that why Pear was always dealing with “stuff?”

Danno: Oh definitely.

Kirby Man: Why didn’t you tell me though?

Danno: I thought you knew!

Kirby Man: Please don’t tell me you’re also doing something illegal…

Danno: …

Kirby Man: Danno what did you do.

Kirby Man: Danno. What did you do.

Danno: Murder!

Kirby Man: WHAT THE FUCK.

[screenshots end]

Y'know I feel like Melon’s comment about hacking Danno’s phone might be directed at me but I might be going crazy from this

#Danno cal drawings #Jonny razer #Cdot #RoyalPear #RoyalMelon

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@Fruity-felon

Hmmmmmmmmm Danno implied Pear and Melon are dating? Are they? Possibly?

@Greatergingivitis

Holy shit

@Jabe-mota

Sooooooo Melon definitely knows about you right?

Some stuff is supposed to be bolded and italicized and some stuff is supposed to be a smaller font but it got lost through the Googledocs-to-Tumblr journey and I’m too lazy to fix all this sooooooooooo deal with it lol

#danno cal drawings #riggy the rabbit monkey #riggy the runkey #royalmelon #royalpear #cdot #jonny razer #tumblr formatting #random tumblr users #if you actually have any of these usernames than oops lol #also some fruitsalad #just a few crumbs #specifically for Aki lol #also because i ship it too #hehe

[bleuu-moon]

murky; biggest fear?

devotion; are you taken?

joy; best feeling you’ve ever experienced? 

valentine; best gift you’ve ever received?

tattoos; do you have/want and tattoos and piercings?

love u blu!!

omfg hiii love u isa 🫶🏼

murky; biggest fear?

straight up, death. wtf i can’t wrap my head around it, it absolutely terrifies me. i think it’s more the thought of the unknown and just not being here anymore than anything though. and being buried alive is up there too ooof 🫠

devotion; are you taken?

nope, single as a stale rotting pringle. i’m keeping it that way too until someone with fully formed adult brain comes along.

so probably never tehe

joy; best feeling you’ve experienced?

deep shit but finding out a certain relative didn’t have the c word anymore, the relief was indescribable 🫶🏼

valentine; best gift you’ve ever received?

on my 18th birthday my mum put together a personalised photo album with lots of pictures and experiences from the day i was born to being 18. there was even little notes from other family members and friends too. i sobbed when i opened it, i’m a big baby when it comes to sentiments like that i lurrrv them

tattoos; do you have/want any tattoos or piercings?

i just have the one tattoo of a special set of numbers on the back of my arm atm. i’m constantly looking at new ones and have about five in line up currently eeeek. piercings, i have four, just two in each lobe but i’m hoping to get my thirds done soon, and also my rook but i’m scared about that one lol

🤍 link

#alwaysshallow <3 #ask game

[sirenoma]

And today I want to tell you about a cartoon, that I currently watching, and how one good (and just second) reason to watch this cartoon came to me over time.

Finished the first season of Foster's Home (took a day and a half). In fact, the season ends with Halloween episode (as I think, judging by the horror), cuz there is no real end of the season, so I guess the division is conditional.

I watched Foster's Home when I was a kid (5-8), but it was not so interesting and catchy to me, so I more appreciated MORE COOL AND ALL THAT (COOL) SHIT (IN POSITIVE MEANING) LIKE GENERATOR REX AND BEN 10.

Foster's Home is pretty interesting, funny, sometimes, of course, the essence of the conflict is repeated, but still looks different and still it's interesting. Humor is funny, not naive, authors know their limits and where they can go beyond. I can say that they're pretty self-aware, and understand that this cartoon can watch not only the kids from 6 to 10, but anybody else. It's more for 12+ kids, even though the teens in cartoon are portrayed quite toxic and aggressive (at least one 13 year old Mac's brother), but it understandably even adds to the charm of the show. And to be sure about my opinion - it has jokes that kids will don't understand or they will HIT DIFFERENT or sort of this stuff. It's not Gumball or Adventure Time/Fiona and Cake, but pretty near. Now I regret that I ignored it as a child, although then I did not understand many of the jokes, and considered it childish and boring, but it turned out the opposite.

So why I decided to watch it now? Well, there's two reason:

1. Frankie. GOD DAMN YOU INTERNET I FUCKING HATE YOU AND BLESS YOU FOR ARTWORKS WITH HER. Like, really, I remembered her from my childhood, but I didn't like her much. Looks nice, red-haired, but almost nothing more. I remember her personality even worse than she really is in the cartoon.

Then, I forgot about a cartoon for a... I don't know, let me think... Last I saw it in 2014, so for 2 years I forgot about it. And then, in 2016, I'm still an young kid, and dived too deep in YouTube recommendations, and saw a video with name in unknown for me back then language, and on a thumbnail - a Frankie's in bed, she's covered with a blanket, and you can see she's got no clothes on. I was fucking really freaked out and scared at still young years old by that, and quickly got off YouTube. I think it looked like an original cartoon style, but I'm not sure. Maybe I was so scared of it, so I saw a thumbnail not right, and it wasn't her at all. But okay, whatever happened, happened.

And god bless and not bless the fucking internet in second time - in 2020 I saw an art with Frankie, where she is in a pretty night costume, and she's kinda THICC. And then, I go to the commentaries - AND THIS ART IS BASED ON HER OFFICIAL LOOK FROM ONE OF THE EPISODES! WTF??? I freaked out again, like what the actually fuck? I NEVER saw this episode. In more older age, but still not 16-18 years old - it freaked out me again. Like my childhood (not the meaningful part of it tho) was cutted with a gun with chainsaw, cuz I never saw anything like this. I even texted my friend when I forwarded this art to him, like what the fuck, they're breaking my childhood! Art is pretty good tho, but still - back then it was like you... I don't even know what I can compare to this, it was a such a strong blast with a nostalgia, some anger for no reason (there is literally was nothing bad in the art, it was more strange me) and... Winds of change? When you was a kid, you saw a friendly content, and now it's breaks apart into slightly more mature arts and stuff, that you couldn't imagine. And you cope with that and even enjoy it. And we're talking about not just cartoons. Maybe I started to realise something. Or am I just placing a lot of importance on a fictional character (or it's just my horny part trying to justify itself, and I just like her look and personality, and that is not an exception). But still, it was a reason to watch a cartoon, cuz damn she is pretty nice, and I wanted to know more about her, and just to see if I remembered her correctly or not, as with the rest of the cartoon - with a clear head to remember and watch it from scratch.

FAIR TO SAY THAT AFTER I WATCHED FIRST SEASON - I STARTED TO APPRECIATE OTHER MAIN CHARACTERS, AND NOW I'M WATCHING IT NOT FOR JUST FRANKIE. All characters in cartoon is great and memorable btw, that's one of the best side of this cartoon (best of the best is creativity and art style of it)!

Eduardo actually looks like (and have some traits from personality) one of my best friends!

2. Nostalgia (kinda). Yeah, this reason is referencing to first (strange) reason, cuz damn - it was a quite interesting that I didn't watch this cartoon normally and fully, It's always was in a background when I played in toys. So I didn't even have an opinion on it - it's bad, it's boring, or it's kind? Or it's interesting? I don't knew it.

So that's the reasons why I started watching Foster's Home.

#foster's home for imaginary friends #cartoon #2000s #2010s #nostalgia #cartoon network #craig mccracken #memories #frankie foster #currently watching

[chujoy098]

no context, from one of my reposts

>Be me

> Be the pale king

> Life isn't good but it's too bad either

> Be in the White Palace trapped inside the mind of a Kingsmould

> Have retainers attending to almost every task, flying drone servants and Kingsmould guards

>Be going through regular day overseeing the palace

>Sadly, yet to unpack everything

>Be overwhelmed with tasks, tired even as a Higher Being

>Decide to take a nap

>Be the king, after all

>Sit in throne

>Sleep

>Foresight only able to see that I'm about to take a monumental nap

>Zzz..

>Suddenly

>Fall down

>Think "these dreams again?"

>Feel sharp pain in head and chest, like the shell was struck with a nail

>Pain, wake up

>Be confused, shocked and weirded out

>Notice that half of the Kingsoul is gone

>Be crawling around, trying to find a retainer or a Kingsmould, calling out

>Be a higher being and in his own dream, thusly managing to recover rather quickly if partially

>Notice void particles in the Throneroom

>NONONONONONONO

>crawl as fast as possible

>In the atrium

>Notice every single royal retainer was systematically killed

>Manage to stand up, still shocked and bleeding

>Get outside the palace, managing to heal some of the wound along the way

>Kingsmould is dead

>Something has breached the Palace

>fear.restinggroundssign

>Hide inside in forgotten corridors and rooms for some time

>...

>A few unknown units of time later

>Realize it is really hard to keep track of time in a Dream

>Wounds fully healed, get equipment in the armory

>Stop hiding, get out ready to face whatever could be out there, knowing full well that will find nothing

>Get to the entrance of the palace

>Suddenly, feel a sense of dread, as if something dark has approached

>Fear.dialoguebox

>Manage to get brave enough to get out, standing in front of the palace

>ready to face The Radiance 1v1

>See something breaching the dream, hold steady

>Suddenly, WTF

>Void bursts in from all sides, tentacles lashing out at the palace

>Ground shakes, decide to go back in

>While running like no tomorrow and desperately flapping the wings, trying to get in to the basement or something, feel the Void breaching the palace walls

>Running faster than the sprintmaster

>Suddenly, void tendrils/tentacles burst into the corridor

>Turn around, void already flooding the rooms behind

>Face the tendrils, time for the last stand of Hallo-

>tendril grabs from behind

>fear.bubbleterminal

>get pulled back outside by it at impossible speeds, see the void retracting from the palace along the way

>be shocked and sad as the palace begins crumbling

>Almost outside, more and more void tendrils grabbing every chamber

>be scared shitless, knowing that worse is to come

>Eventually outside, void concentrates around me

>Be accepting imminent death (?)

>Suddenly, feel being pulled out

>Not out of any specific place, just pulled out of existence

>Suddenly, Be pulled out of White Palace dream

>Back in real world, void releases for some reason

>Almost choked by void by now

>Fall, be not able to stand up

>Powers completely depleted, too scared to even think

>Eventually be able to support upper body with hands

>Look up, or rather forward

>fear.loretablet

>Feel darkness all around

>See gigantic void being with 8 arms and 2 pairs of arms, something that was thought impossible before

>what.silkpaperwriting

>It pulls out a jar big enough to hold a common bug

>ohmepleaseno.travelersjournal

>Get forcefully put inside and shut in

>be too weak and scared to resist

>Overwhelmed, fall unconscious

>thisishell.higherbeingsthesewordsareforyoualone

>Wake up, curled up into a ball

>Try to stand up

>Little ground to stand on, still in jar

>mixedemotions.dreamnailtext

>Hey, at least the godly glow is back

>try to look around, be curious as to what the hell happened

>Feel dread again

>Something is approaching, see the 8 eyes from far away

>Fear.kingsoul

>natural defensive reaction occurs, light up harder than ever before

>Be cursing myself and curling up, accepting my final demise

>Can't predict what will happen next for some reason

>The void creature comes, picks up the jar for some reason

>Be slightly shaken around, the creature looks straight into my terrified eyes before looking away

>Feel something familiar for a second, too busy being scared shitless to concentrate

>the being begins to carry me around, be unintentionally lighting up the path for it

>Eventually calm down somewhat, enough to engage in thought

>wait a second

>I'm a damn lumafly lantern

>borntoruleforcedtoserve.arcaneegg

>That's no way to handle a King!

>Be saying this in my mind as will never gather up bravery to actually say so

>Be the Pale Lantern

>Life isn't really good but the only way now is up

>Can't really hear much outside of the jar, no idea what the others say

>Be feeling like the being is mocking me sometimes

>Can't open the jar from the inside for some reason

>So far, jar opened only twice

>Be not knowing why was it more than Zero

>Fin

#hk #random au #no context #hollow knight #fanfic #pk #greentext #pale king #shade lord #sl #A a a a a a a a #what

[borderlinebeauty]

Okay. Honesty hour. I’m scared. I’m scared of getting better because it opens a portal of the unknown. I’ve found myself latching on to certain parts of myself that it’s so weird to imagine them ceasing. Like if I lose weight wtf am I supposed to do when I’ve spent my whole life fat?

If I get better and know how to cope with my circumstances, will I even be me? I’ve been a lil nutty sad bitch for a while now lol I just don’t know how to feel about it. I’m embracing my growth but it’s also scary. Because it’s not familiar.

But I’m also envisioning a future where there are no bad days and I can just let everything glide with my skills. But the chances of that actually happening are laughable. But say if it does, the little toxic in me is gonna miss the insanity. Because it’s all I know. Will I still need spaces like this? Who will I be? I don’t know. And as much as I wanna change, that scares me.

I should add, I also have some resentment to the growth process. But maybe that should be a separate post. Have a good day everyone!

//so I’m pretty sure this posted this morning and then got kicked back to drafts. Idk lol

#actually bpd #bpd blog #borderline blog #bpd #actually borderline #actuallymentallyill #living with bpd #bpd feels #black mental illness #bpd vent #anxiety be like

[mycptsdstory]

I'm having a panic attack, right now!! This past week I've been walking up with panic attacks and I don't know why. Just this dread of; something isn't right, someone is very wrong. What's wrong with me?

I'm having a panic attack right now and it just seems to be getting worse, through the day. So, sorry about my grammar. I can't think straight.

I don't normally have panic attacks, I get them a few times a year. This time tho, I've been waking up from them and I'm so scared right now. I don't even know why.

But this past week, nothing but feeling this deep dread. Something isn't quite right, something very wrong. Over and over and over again, in my mind.

My whole body is trembling, my hands are shaking, I'm sweating so much, my heart is racing. I'm breathing heavily and I can't calm myself down. This lasts for all day and I feel emotionally and physically tired too.

I feel like people hate me. They want nothing to do with me. I'm annoying to everyone and I hate myself for it. Why would they be friends with me, when I'm a horrible human being. I'm just a waste of space.

I don't talk to my family due to the abuse and it's for my safety. So I have no support system, I haven't spoken to them in 7 years. I have no one to talk too. No one to call at night. I have a bf and he's over seas and I feel like a waste for him. Why am I getting these panic attacks? Something is wrong with me.

Since the abuse, I feel like my mother is ready to attack me. She's already spread lies about me, stalked me, went into my friendship circle and used a fake name. I lost many friends because of it. I feel so alone. I just want her to leave me alone but the police won't do anything and I feel so let down. The police have been investigating my family since 2012 and the only update I had was in 2013. I know people say, no news means good news. NO!!! I want fucking something and this unknown, this no nothing from no one. I HATE IT!!! What my mother did to me, she should be in jail for the rest of her life.

She's walking Scott free and I hate it. I wish she was dead. My problems will ALL go away.

I hate how people treat me differently because I've been abused by my mother. IF it was male and by the sperm donor, people believe me more; and they do because I was abused by the sperm donor. But no, all because she's a fucking woman. All because of gender. I HATE IT.

I hear "bUt sHeS yOuR mOtHeR tHo. mOtHeRs aRe KinD". Not all mother's are kind. Why do you think there's jail for women?? What about Rose West, you know the serial killer who killed her own children. Not all mother's are kind.

I feel like I lost friends because I opened up about the abuse, with my mother. I know I'm a lost cause, I didn't wish for this life. I didn't ask to be born.

Then people blame me for my mother's actions, like it's my fault for her the way she acts. Wtf.

I hate it, I hate it so much.

I can't catch up with my brain and the thoughts. I hate myself.

I want move out of England 🇬🇧 and just live far away from it. I don't feel safe here.

#panic attack #panic attacks #ramblings #rambles #rambling #ramble #my thoughts #cptsd #cptsdhealing #living with cptsd #cptsd problems #cptsd thoughts #cptsd vent #actually cptsd #just cptsd things #tw cptsd #actually ptsd #cptsd tag

[space-kitten-606]

Hey Kitten! How are you? Is life treating you well?

You said I could ask you stuff and so I wanted your opinion on something.

If you have played V's After Ending then I think you will remember this scene in his Forgive ending. V was mia for about 2 years without any contact and Saeran was thought to be dead by everyone for those 2 years until V brought him back.

When everyone arrived to the party, Saeyoung obviously still distraught about Saeran's apparent death was surprisingly obsessing over Champagne........ to an abnormal amount..... WHICH IS INSANE BECAUSE HATES ALCOHOL! He has stated many times that he does not drink! due to his childhood trauma instilled in him by his alcoholic mother! He was always afraid of becoming the kind of adults his parents were. So he was scared that smoking or drinking would make him like them. And also because he didn't like it in general. But then in VAE he was acting so weird..... it felt so wrong to see him like that...!

When I was talking about this in reddit, someone said that Saeyoung might have become an alcoholic in the two years due to his brother's death. Seeing this was like a blow to the stomach for me because it was actually plausible. It hurt me so much to think that he started obsessive drinking as coping mechanism :( but it was very probable knowing how much his brother meant to him and how much his guilt must have been eating him from inside... However I'm still a little skeptical about this too because it seems kinda far fetched for him and there's no way the others didn't notice it before.

Now this leaves us with another possibility that Cheritz simply screwed up their writing..... which is also highly likely seeing how inconsistent their writing is. But if this is really the case then that makes me very disappointed. This was a very emotional moment for Saeyoung and they just completely disregarded such an important aspect of his character? Like Wtf-

Either way it doesn't make me feel any better. So I wanted to know how you interpreted the scene.

I'm sorry this became some kind of a rant :") Thank you for reading this and I would like to hear your thoughts if you feel like it ♡

Okay so I am finally answering this lolol

I see why it would seem like a big mistake in writing at first, but honestly I think it is subtle story telling.

So in essence, the answer you have gotten on Reddit is correct. It's really just directly reflected in V's route, but you're right. He does say while you're at the cabin

"You know I don't smoke or drink."

As an answer to Vanderwood offering him a cigarette. A very little detail. While we have plenty on insight on his childhood in his own route, it is never directly mentioned there that he is so opposed to it (which is not necessary because it's a no brainer tbqh).

So yes, I do think they did that on purpose. You see, Saeyoung is suspicious about the hacker you tell him about from the very beginning, to the point that he directly asks you to tell him if you see anyone that looks exactly like him.

He has a very strong hunch that the unknown hacker is his brother, which is already a pretty bad blow to him. And then, even though he tries his best to convince the hacker to switch sides, he finds out that he blew himself up and, in essence, that his efforts were futile/too late.

He failed his only purpose in life - to protect Saeran. He is convinced that it is somehow his fault that the whole situation ended in Saeran's "suicide".

Saeyoung was in unbearable pain before, but now he also blames his brother's death on himself. The very person he dedicated his entire life to. He can't handle the pain and resorts to numbing himself with the use of alcohol. And knowing him, he hates himself even more for that, because now he's even more like this terrible woman (his mother), which makes him spiral even further.

Thus, in V's AE, it is heavily implied that Saeyoung is suicidal. This is pretty much spelled out to the player in the beginning of the game, while they discuss Saeyoung's strange behaviour with Yoosung and Zen.

In Saeyoung's mind it is like this: he has nothing left to live for. So what does he do? He kidnaps Rika, and takes her to the abandoned cabin. He'd prefer to also get ahold of V to gather everyone that is involved in failing Saeran and "end it all for good".

So that was his plan. He wanted to gather V, Rika and himself at the cabin, kill V and Rika and, last but not least, take his own life.

Thank god these events are being averted by the clues about Saeran's survival being much more likely than they thought it was.

I realize I kind of derailed here at some point, but I felt it was important to get Saeyoung's state of mind and the severity of the overall situation across. Because even though it is being explained in the game, at the same time I think it can be easily overlooked if you miss some keypoints here and there.

I hope the wait for my answer to this was worth it lmao also you do not need to apologize for this rant. I have seen this point being brought up time and time again, and iirc I have also explained this a couple times, even before V's AE being released and I am more than happy to shed more light on the overall situation as many times as I am asked to.

#kitten talks #mystic messenger #mystic messenger saeyoung choi #mystic messenger 707 #ask #lusree #tw suicide mention #tw major character death mention

[ikeameatballspoisonedme]

Idk man, it's such a miracle that Omori even exists. Creator just first started college when it was on kickstarter with 0 game development background and there was a lot of miscommunication. It was a recipe for disaster yet somehow it avoided being another Kickstarter scam. I actually remembered watching the very first trailer when it was released and thought it looks interesting. Once every few years it popped up in my mind and I wonder if there was anything out yet. Nothing! And then 2020 arrived and wtf the game actually exists??? And it was actually good?????

Anyway I am on two days left chapter. My thoughts so far. Spoiler filled

Loved the art. Duh. The multimedia approach reminded me of Madoka Magica. Very very coolio

I still think the characters are just serviceable, but maybe it's because I'm Disco Elysium brained. Of course not every game can have a character as well written as Kim Kitsuragi

That being said the portrayal of fear and trauma feels very real. Almost cried when Hero rescued Basil and Omori from drowning. Almost cried when Kel and Hero wanted to hang out with you even though they haven't seen you for years. Like nothing happened. That part just hurts yet hits so close to my heart. And the library scene too... I didn't actually talk to Mari playing piano because I was so scared that she'll turn into the fucking ghost. Which leads me to my next point:

I am never going to any hole ever again fucking christ that fucking ghost is so fucking scary get that fire exit door I'm off. I thought I was safe because Hero and Kel is in my house but then bam! Fuckin... Ghost. Fuck that ghost

Speaking of ghost: Jumpscare mechanic. I have a love hate relationship with it 100% because of that fucking ghost. But it is a tasteful jumpscare because it progressed the story and not just cheap scare

Headspace is pretty tideous. I mentioned that I'm not a huuuge fan of the combat and yeah, they're only fun when it's a boss fight... And even boss fight can be pretty annoying when they endlessly summon shit... Idk I'm not a #gamer 😭😭😭 I think the characters in the headspace are also just serviceable. They're ffffinnnnneeeee. I just felt more excited in the real world when the story progressed. I think this is a result of the kickstarter goals about adding more dungeons when a certain fund is reached. Quantity isn't quality... If they cut some of the dungeons and instead flesh out more NPCs it could've been as memorable as Undertale/Deltarune's NPCs

My prediction of the story: Mari died to save Omori/Basil? Or maybe Basil accidentally killed Mari, or so he thought? That's why Aubrey said Basil went missing when she died? The missing photo is about said event?

Last point: I've been kinda harsh but this game deserved a TGA nomination... I just don't understand why it didn't get any?? Omori's pretty (in)famous due to the Kickstarter stuff, it's not a game with 3 active players. Is TGA a paid event? Yeaaahhh true but Disco Elysium was made by unknown Estonian devs yet it got 4 TGA noms and won ALL OF THEM and Helen thanked Marx n Engels lol. Just so weird.

[alyjojo]

Twin Flame 🔥 Journey - May 2023 - Sagittarius

Your Energy:

Page of Swords - 3 Pentacles - Temperance

Regarding: 8 Pentacles

You could literally work with your Twin, maybe that’s where you met them initially, and you’re kinda stuck with them if that’s the case. Maybe not, but either way you’re trying to be friends, cordial, polite, you still talk to each other and gossip about what’s going on with the other people around you at work. But you keep it pretty casual. Someone has someone else they’re dealing with. Probably them. Your energy feels very patient with this other person, allowing them space, if you want to be just friends then okay that’s fine with me. It’s not…but you don’t have a choice. You’re hurt that they have someone else, but not so much that you’re ending the connection for good. Or maybe that’s something you’re working towards but haven’t been able to do yet, especially if you work together. Or are all friends, that’s difficult, and possible, there are four 3’s already out and we just started. You’re waiting for them to wake up and make the right decision, to be with you already. You know they’re for you and not this other person, so you’re patient about it, but you hate feeling powerless and you hate this person going home to someone else, or watching them together, however that’s working out with them. You could even be subtly trying to convince them of getting rid of this person, subtle comments in response to whatever they’re talking about. If they’re like “omg this person leaves the coffee pot on”, you’re like “that’s so dumb, who even does that?” 😆 Along those lines.

Their Energy:

6 Wands - Justice - 3 Cups

Regarding: 2 Pentacles

Strong Libra energy, they could have that in their chart. This person has NO IDEA what they want, and it bothers them. Or, rather, they know it’s you but they are trying to see things logically because there is a lot of confusion and unknowns with Moon energy. They aren’t comfortable with the feelings you bring out in them, they could be a Libra/air sign or have placements that make them more wary of sweeping emotions. Life is not a fairy tale, be real, wake up 😆 Knock knock brain, wtf. But you make them feel like 6 Wands, they are over the moon when you’re together, being with you is a kind of feeling of “perfect” that they’ve never felt before, they have no fears when they’re with you. Which scares the hell out of them later when they think on it by themselves. Think themselves out of it* more like. You’re over here being very patient with the whole thing, and that scares them too, your confidence. It’s like you know 100% and they’re over here knowing like…10% and how do you even do that? Red Flag? I do get you’ve already been together, loosely, and have separated, but there’s still a newness about it that is kinda strange. It never went very far initially, or it did but you both just keep it casual regardless.

Either they know you’re obsessed with them and love the attention, or they’re obsessed with you and restrain themselves. Could be both. They go back and forth, never really make a decision, and just kinda leave it up to fate. Wheel of Fortune. If they wait long enough, things should work themselves out, in their mind. There is a friendship involved, probably you, and they don’t want to lose that. Or the connection with this other person, they seem to exist, maybe not for everyone. They don’t want to hurt anyone. So you’ve got Temperance, they’ve got Temperance, you’re both obsessed with each other and are playing the waiting game for…ever.

Outcome for May:

Knight of Wands - Page of Cups - 3 Swords

Regarding: King of Cups

Not communicating is a big deal. In the past, someone had many options and may have been a player. I don’t even get that really, they just had options, and kept them open. Probably your person with their “I’m not that person anymore” message. They like your attention, they like others attention, they just like attention. You’re on another level though, you’re their Twin, trust they can tell that it feels much different, more spiritual even, than any other connection. That’s what puts them in Moon energy 🤯 They can’t wrap their brain around you. You both wish for each other, manifest each other, want to take a leap of faith towards each other…but no one says it out loud. Both have these deep watery feelings for the other, no one expresses anything. Seeing as it’s them with the options, if in the past you didn’t say anything about having REAL feelings, deep ones (you come up as shy ☺️), this person may have just written you off as a casual and dated someone else. Which broke your heart. They didn’t mean to break your heart. No one knows how anyone is feeling in this connection. Well, they love you. You make them very happy. You love them too. Speak up ❤️

You two are on the very edge of reuniting.

Karmic Cards:

Mercury - Cancer - 1st House

- The awareness of intuition to protect who you are.

- Many thoughts about or from attitudes from the past about your desires.

- Many words resulting from the history of your actions.

Oracles:

You: Success

Enjoying your life and the unfolding of your creative abilities as much as possible, is real success.

Them: Distractions

When you are trying to solve a problem, you will often be tested by distractions.

Dream

Connect to your intuitive dream works of metaphors and symbols.

Messages:

You:

- Shy 🙈

- Mama’s Boy / Daddy’s Girl

- Stalker 👀

Them:

- Marriage Material 💍

- I’m NOT that person anymore.

- Rebel Without A Cause

Possible Signs:

Sagittarius, Capricorn, Libra & Cancer strongly

Gemini, Leo, Pisces & Aries also

Charms:

Balloons 🎈 on 3 Cups could be a literal celebration, a birthday, a holiday, some special occasion that is manifesting a reunion between you two. Or you know about this and have gone all out for this person, knowing whoever this other person is could care less, because again they complain to you or something, you’re no fool. You’re stepping up where this other person is clueless, very smart.

Fish 🐟 on Marriage Material is making me tell this story, which makes me laugh. I call my husband “my fish”, because there’s a whole ocean of fish but he’s mine. You see this person as your fish, they are fish material, and that’s why you’re so calm while waiting for them. You know they feel the same way, even if they don’t say it out loud. Body language, or what they say, giggles, or idk there’s something you can read in them, and you’re coming up as very clever, you’ve pretty much nailed their isms and reactions. Either way, it’s your fish, and you’ll just pull strings on the sidelines until this other person gets out of your way so you can be with your fish. You just want to kick this other person, like git 😆

#sagittarius tarot reading #twin flame #may 2023 #Sagittarius #tarot #free reading #tarotblr

[arlecchno]

that . dream sounds disturbing :D for some reason nowadays ive started to get more disturbing dreams as well ? they cant be described as nightmares because well i wasnt exactly scared ?? by them but they were ,,,, yk . disturbing . idk maybe im too desensitized to things my brain just either emotionally damages me or is like HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT [ throws random disturbing thing / content ] in my “nightmares” sometimes -

NOT THE LONELINESS 😭😭 i relate except im may or may not be legitimately lonely lmfao . a lot of those frickin popular uquiz quizzes call me out for it and im like “🤠⁉️”

lmao haitham is picking up cynos humor ?? not clickbait real ???? memes aside thanks for more portrayal validation i love rping alhaitham ( esp with kavehs ) theyre so fun - oh yeah i also have this

ngl since i have an alhaitham pfp on discord , i was kinda reading my messages in his voice cuz i was slandering language LMAO ( imagine alhaitham pronouncing “balogna” the way its spelled . made me giggle ngl )

im pretty sure aster has been my oc for almost a year now ( I DID NOT REALIZE IT WAS THAT LONG BEFORE GODDAMN - ) so they have . an unholy amount of lore at the moment . i rlly need to modify the lore though because me and my friend ( we both made genshin ocs and theyre like partner ocs ) made our ocs before the release of sumeru where we got more information about irminsul and the leylines — which was vvvvvv important for my friends ocs lore — so now a lot of our stuff is either minorly outdated or some of our lore would just make a lot more sense done a different way 😭😭

even tho asters forever home ( well , as long as dilucs around ig ) is dawn winery , they travel teyvat a lot , which ties into their original name :D they wander the world too lmao ( its totally not an excuse to make them friends with all the character i like wdym hahahahahahahhaha ) . NGL THEY PROBABLY ALL MET AT THE TAVERN - whenever asters in mond ( a lot of the time bc obviously their house is there ) they work at angels share and like aster would walk into the tavern for the first time for like . a drink . dunno what kind of drink but then they just SEE this random ass kid from THEIR FALLEN ASS NATION and go “WTF” and promptly find out he is a fucking dumdum stoopid head and then regret ever coming to this place /j at the beginning kaeya and aster probably did argue at the bar a lot , these two khaenriahns WILL cause diluc to lose his sanity but its okay because then they can all cuddle by the fireplace when theyve all agreed that theyre okay with eachother ( they love eachother /p theyre just all in denial . ) . overall ragbros + aster relationship is just pure chaotic fluff and angst - sometimes they go out to murk all the fatui outside in mondstadt ! fun !! and oh god i typed WAY TOO MUCH ON THIS LMFAO

THE VOID BRICK WALL LMAO ah yes such a beauty is the unknown of the brick wall , it contains all the vastness of the universe in one block and you may observe every galaxy in its grain . also NOT THE TREE CRASH 😨

WHEKJDKDND YEAH I NEED A THOMA ROOMIE IF I EVER DECIDE ITD BE OKAY TO MOVE OUT IN THE FAR FUTURE BECAUSE I DONT THINK ID HAVE THE MENTAL ENERGY TO CLEAN THE PLACE ONCE A WEEK - and if i didnt id probably go crazy because i cant stand the feeling of dirt or sand on floors ….. bleh .

I ALWAYS STRUGGLE NO MATTER WHAT NATION LIKE . THERE WAS AN OCULI NEAR DAWN WINERY THAT I ALWAYS SAW THE DUMBASS SPARKLE TO ON THE MAP AND THEN IT TURNS OUT I NEED TO FLY A L L T H E W A Y UP SOMEWHERE TO GET IT LIKE . ARE . YOU . KIDDING . ME - it took me one whole year to figure out how to get that oculi . maybe im just stupid

omg you can NEVER mention dragonspine / winter patches around me im . IMPOSTER ALBEDO AND FELLFLOWER . they make me insane . i fucking USHXISJDIEIHDHSHAHAAAAAAAAA albedo / rhinedottir lore . alchemy in genshin impact lore . i am so . i will go feral the next time dorian / rubedo ( impostorbedo ) appears in story , wether it be event or not im . im insane thats what i am ………… hahaha …… 🤠

sometimes i forget people farm friendship exp .. im a super duper lazy player who absolutely despises grinding with my entire soul ( im the definition of “lore player” /hj ) i almost never switch out my team unless for fighting elemental bosses or enemies lmao -

DUDE MY CLASSES HAVE BEEN ACTUALLY SCREWING ME OVER WITH PROJECTS RN IM LOSING MY SANITY /nsrs im suffering so much . im losing so much precious sleep …… starts sobbing uncontrollably

i really like milk and white choccy too lmao - probs bc i just cant rlly handle bitter things but OH WELL ! my absolute favorite kind of chocolate is like any kind with strawberries / strawberry flavor in them , recently one of my friends shared some valentines chocolates she got from her boyfriend with our friend group and i gotta say that strawberry chocolate they had in there was ABSOLUTELY SCRUMPDIDDILYUMPTIOUS . it had pieces of dried strawberry too it was just . MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

DUDE where i live we have these things called mochi donuts and theyre so good ( ngl you can probably guess where im from just from googling mochi donuts lmao - ) regular donuts r yumyum good but mochi donuts are so satisfying to consume LMAO - but man i havent had a cinnoroll in AGES .. i think im just a pastry enjoyer in general lmao , strawberry , apple , and guava pastries are my life .

tbh i dont think any reply would ever be too long for me to read , like you could probably write me a 3 page essay as a reply and id sure as hell read it LMAO i ramble a lot too so that just makes the both of us 😋

HEIDJEKJD favorite song questions are so hard , right now id have to say either undercover martyn - two door cinema club if you just wanted my music taste im gonna list a bunch of artists now because i am a free advertising machine when i like things : owl city , the neighbourhood , chase petra , lovejoy , everybodys worried about owen , and uhhh everything from the epic: the musical sagas

ZE QUESTION ! whats your favorite like ambient sound ( city noises , water , leaves , etc etc ) and why :0

wOOO SATURN EMOJI 🪐🪐🪐🪐 I LOVE SPACE !! CYA NEXT TIME 💫💫

- jellyfish ( or alex idk lol )

oh my god HI AGAIN ALEX i'm sorry that i wasn't able to reply to this sooner 💔💔 my inbox has been wonky for some reason and it finally worked today (thank god), i hope this won't happen again 😔🤞 i miss talking with you so here's a really long reply hehe hope you don't mind!

i've had my fair share of disturbing dreams lmao, and i've also heard that if you get those kinds of dreams then it means you're dying early??? i don't really believe in superstitions though so i'm not exactly worried about it LOL

your alhaitham rps are hella funny LMFAO i always think of alhaitham of someone who'd slander a lot of things especially when it comes to languages (since he canonically speaks 20 languages), i also see him as someone who'd mispronounce words or pronounce words as exactly what they're written (like you said) and say it with such a straight face 😭 i feel like if you ever tried explaining it to him he'd be like "what do you mean this is pronounced as baloney? why is it even spelled as bologna if you're going to pronounce it so wrongly? what has this system become?" and i'm just going to be in the corner laughing my ass off at how blunt and unintentionally funny this man is

aster lore is back again!!!!! seeing you mention that aster was created before sumeru and how it's already been a year since their existence made me realize how long sumeru has been out for,, sooner or later we'll be getting fontaine in no time 😵 but back to aster! it always interests me how you have this whole background story of aster which is HELLA cool and stuff and how you keep up with the genshin lore too! i think it's such a nice touch for them to be related with the ragbros too— i can just see their silly little arguments and silly little moments they have together. i'm also sure as hell the moment aster sees the khaenriah eyes (well,, eye... to be specific) in kaeya they'd be like "oh hell no." too SJDJKJS it's just so funny thinking of the many scenarios of their first encounter could play out

oh trust me, i hate cleaning my room. if i ever have a roommate one day, i am praying to the lord that they're the most strictest person on earth so that they can make me move my ass around 😔 i'm just not the person who has the energy to do all that often

don't get me started. the oculis in mondstadt are actual hell. like i'm literally not kidding. how can they call it the nation of freedom when i have no freedom trying to get all those oculis when i was in such a low ar? /j

jokes aside the locations of those oculis in mondstadt were so... brutal. i remember using those oculi compass things and the locations they showed at stormterror's lair were so????? some of them were up at the sky and my low ar ass was so confused on how to get up there,, i also remember there was this one that was hidden in like a pillar and i actually had to get my ass up the highest hill there to fly down into that pillar because somehow they won't let me climb the pillar up... those were truly my darkest times lmfao

WINTER PATCHES!!!!! i really miss them haha i was so excited during the snowman event back then and i made a bunch of cute snowmans and taking pics of them with kazuha. hope hyv bring back the winter patches ASAP ‼️‼️ WE NEED MORE ALBEDO LORE ‼️‼️ also idk if you have done the windblume story event but just in case i'm still adding a spoiler alert;;

i'm guessing we got some rhinedottir lore? well it was only mentioned that she's apart of the hexenzirkel and she called herself a mother to albedo (despite the many things she's done that would say otherwise lmao). but fetus bedo in the cutscene is so cute hsjdjdjjs and it basically implied that his hair wasn't tied like that but instead he was created with that hair style 😭 bros really just magnificent without even trying

i'm so very interested with rhinedottir/albedo/durin/dorian lore like i just know that there's more to what we know currently.... but we probably won't be getting much anytime soon considering how deep rhinedottir's lore is sobs

LMAO i get what you're saying with being a lazy player,, i myself have been detaching myself off from genshin impact recently and it's quite relaxing‼️ i don't panic that i missed out on daily's anymore and i hope it continues that way 😭 i log in once in a while to do the events and disappear again for the next week

ahhhh the thought of school projects and assignments makes me squirm kwdjdjdj my break basically ended and i start school on monday so hahaha.... i'm back to hell again </3 so not ready for the heavy workload . hope you're getting enough rest!!! school is always so hectic hhhhh hope you're managing well

dried strawberries in strawberry chocolates????? SIGN ME TF UP(!!!!!!!! i love anything related with strawberries they're literally the best. thing. to ever. EXIST! mochi donuts sound so good looking at the pictures on google made me want to just . chomp them following the shapes one by one. donuts are absolutely scrumptious.

guava pastries?? :0 never heard of them but i'd definitely try them if i could ever get my hands on them, any pastry MUST be tried out by me‼️‼️‼️‼️ *evil laughing intensifies*

glad that i have someone to ramble stuff with!!! at least i won't suffer by keeping all this excitement to myself while rambling stuff on this blog ☝️

just listened to undercover martyn!!! i think it's kinda stuck in me now LMAO the sick beats are getting to me,,, and the beats lowkey remind me of remember when by wallows which is one of my favourite songs by the band!!!

OMG OWL CITY?? HAHA this is truly ironic because i used to love his wreck it ralph song when the movie came out!! this gave me so much nostalgia and kinda made me want to watch the movie again LOL 😭😭 overall your music taste is so>>>> you made me discover new artists like chase petra and lovejoy!!! i'm currently in love with beabadobee shdjdh some of my favourite songs from her currently are you lie all the time and dance with me 😋🤞

oh this question is interesting— i pretty much love oceans the most, if anything. the sound of waves and the chilly wind gives me so much comfort for some reason, and somehow the smell of saltwater never bothered me,, despite my dislike towards salt in general LMAO.

other than that, i think this might sound weird . but i kind of like the sound of the hustle and bustle of flea markets too. they can be kind of overwhelming sometimes because of screaming children and whatnot- but for some reason i enjoy listening to people talking with each other whilst buying stuff sjsklk very odd but it's interesting to see what other people are up to. it's so very fascinating to see the human life evolve and for me that's comforting somehow 😵‍💫

a question for you!!!! what's your favourite season and why :D

i better not get ahead of myself with my rambling and end this off here. hopefully my inbox won't shut down again like last time!! i was so upset that i couldn't reply to your ask and ended up replying this really late 💔 thrilled to see your reply soon!!! have a nice day alex 🪐🪐🪐🪐 (YES SATURN EMOJIS WOO!!!)

#h answers #jellyfish <3 #oh this was way longer than i intended to LMAO

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writing down what happened when i met with my adjunct friend before i forget :’T

i say “before i forget” because i was so mentally not present that i just wasn’t processing anything properly. i was just so shocked that the moment i finally had to say goodbye for good came that nothing felt real in the moment. but anywayyyy

so first off i gave them the gifts: a card, herbarium specimen knockoff that i made with pressed forsythias (there’s meaning to them), and a mushroom pin from etsy. gah i hope that wasn’t too much i’m just very grateful to them! they really seemed to like them tho. we hugged too! they’re so tall so i had to stand on my toes :’)

and then i Very Awkwardly told them how much i had to thank them for- guiding me and teaching me when i started in the collections, teaching me general stuff about a mind-boggling number of subjects all the time (they’re the most well-rounded person i know that it’s scary), and just all the good times we had in between. i forget if i ever said this here but the way became friends was kind of funny- i was super scared of meeting The Grad Students because i was like “oh fuck they’re so smart and they’re gonna hate that a freshman’s here” but one of them right off the bat was super friendly and talkative to me!! i liked them a lot and talked to them when i could but the other one (now adjunct) was much more formal or at least we didn’t really talk outside of them directing me or me asking them questions. i retained some caution around them. i clearly remember one day when i was working high in a cabinet when i hear them bust into the room GASPING for breath and i was like “wtf” but they come up to me wheezing and red in the face just to. show me a meme. and it was a funny meme but i was rendered so speechless by this change in character that i was just like “???” but after that i realized “ah ok. so i CAN talk to them” and we became good friends slowly afterwards. we talk about lots of different subjects and share laughs and prop each other up when we need it. it was great to finally be in a class taught by them too, the shenanigans continued! i could not have anticipated having such an amazing mentor/friend at college especially considering how depressed and hopeless i felt in high school, which is why i’m so grateful to them.

and i wasn’t expecting this but- they said that while they were still a phd student they got burnt out/apathetic towards the whole ordeal because they’d been in the grind for a loonnng time, a little longer than you’re usually supposed to do your phd. but having me around (aaaaa) reminded them of what it’s like to be passionate about biology!!! and to think that i could do that for someone, especially a close friend, makes me so so happy!!

other stuff we talked about:

showed each other pictures of when we were kids. they showed me a pic of them from middle school at disneyland on their favorite ride (”i think you’re going to enjoy this one”) and i had to show them something as cringy so i pulled out the middle school homestuck cosplay. it was jade harley if you must know

HOW MUCH UNKNOWN THERE IS IN THE WORLD!! personally i’m content with not being able to know everything about anything- that’s what makes life fascinating. we both agreed that it’s amazing that even if you dedicated every second of your life without sleeping to studying, you’d never get to every book, song, anything in existence. there’s always something new to look at and there always will be, but it’s not attainable in any one person’s lifetime, and that’s what makes the pursuit of knowledge so fun. and we were like “how could anyone think they know everything AND be satisfied with it” and then they said something to the effect of “who would want to live a life like that? that’s just dull” and they said it, especially the last word, with such a. god not to be a wannabe poet or whatever but it was with such a sparkle in their eyes and a smile that just totally embodied the excitement of the unattainable infinite knowledge we both love. i’m never going to forget the look on their face when they said that.

HOW PEOPLE THINK TEACHERS ARE HOT?? i told them i saw a rmp review of one of the very old ento professors at school that called them hot and i have NEVER seen their face contort into such shock and disgust. it was kind of hilarious. then we looked up professors we knew on rmp. did not have the heart to tell them that as an undergrad, i also hear firsthand about other undergrads thinking the people in my lab (INCLUDING THEM LOL) are hot

interesting conversation about fathers. we have a lot in common including that, it seems

we were just generally screaming and laughing so much that other professors in their offices in the hallway closed their doors whoops

banter as usual :p “PLAYING HARD TO GET I SEE.... (talking about catching insects)” “they don’t know that species aren’t real... i could ruin their lives...”

ya and then we had to say goodbye. it felt super anticlimactic because i was so out of it tho :( and it’s not like this is the last time i’ll actually see them, they’re coming to my defense next tuesday. and i have no idea how i’ll react then.

one thing i think i forgot to say was how much i’m going to miss them tho

#ahhh i wish they could come to graduation but they'll be out of town #lab notebook