#listen sometimes we need to remember that writing is good and fun actually
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Hey love your works they are absolutely fantastic ❤️
This is an odd request but would you mind doing a Adam x Fem! Reader that is in the situation like Morty and Mr. Jellybean was? It is 100% a-okay if you don’t do this especially if it’s uncomfortable but I just wanted to know Adams reaction. Ignore if you are uncomfortable and/or just don’t want to do this ask!
Love your works!! 🥰🥰
A/N: Aww, thank you for the kind words :] I only have two works in total, lol. And, uh, I haven’t watched Rick and Morty, but I did search for some scenes on YouTube. Based on what I saw, do you mean to say how Adam would react if the reader was sexually harassed? Tell me if I’m wrong because holy hell did watching the scenes make me uncomfortable. And someone commented that it’s a really accurate depiction of what happens. Disturbing.
Words: 1,034 (not including the bullet points)
Warnings: Sexual harassment implied, Violence (because of Adam)
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How Adam would react if Fem!Reader was sexually harassed…
In the middle of writing this, I just remembered that they live in Heaven. So I don’t know how or why a molester would end up in Heaven. Even if there was one, they likely got booted off immediately, so just imagine a sinner somehow managed to sneak into Heaven.
• Adam’s reaction would completely change depending on who you are to him (if you two just met for a date or are casual bang buddies)
• so I’ll just give you the best one for comfort (at least the best Adam could give) and make you two be in a close relationship (not GF and BF though. But you two go on not-so-platonic dates sometimes)
• I also think it’s good to mention that I try to keep Adam’s character as accurate as possible
• it might make him seem insensitive, so I suggest going to the last section if you’re here for comfort (the last section has a blue ‘•••’)
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Adam recommended a place that had been recently open for a while. He actually burst through your front door to go there the day it was open.
Unfortunately for him, you were busy and will be for the next few weeks as well. Something about work that he didn’t bother to listen to because it was, well, about boring shit.
But now, you managed to get the whole week off, so Adam has you all for himself. And his first action of business was to get you to chillax. What better way to do that than to hang out with him?
He was so fucking hyped. He couldn’t wait to see the look on your face when you try out the food there!
You two were going to have so much fun!
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“We need to go,” was what you suddenly decided after you came back from the bathroom, voice emotionless and firm.
Adam stared at you as if you grew horns and a tail. “Why? The fuck happened?”
Your face faltered at his question. “We need to go. Please.”
“Uh, it hasn’t even been an hour. Now get over here and fucking eat.” You only did so after a moment he munched on his burger, but not in the way he expected. You hid near his seat, gripping on the legs as you made yourself as small as possible. “The fuck are you doing?” He paused before grinning suggestively. “Learn some decency, (Name), jeez. If you wanted to…suck…”
Adam trailed off as he watched someone come out of the women’s bathroom, badly beaten and bruised. He…it didn’t have a halo on its head, and its attempt to cover up its slender and angled horns was fucking stupid.
His playful expression dropped and it shifted to anger when he saw it looking around, around for you.
You suddenly felt a strong gust of wind as the plates and glasses clattered on the table you were hiding behind. You peeked from your spot to witness Adam ruthlessly and relentlessly punch the sinner’s face, a hand slowly going over your mouth at the display of violence. You didn’t know he could be so brutal. He was saying things that didn’t reach your ears, but you knew they weren’t pleasant.
You only felt yourself move after you saw Adam lift his arms in the air, hands accompanied by holy light. “Wait! Adam, Adam, stop!”
“What!” He turned around to face you momentarily as he shrugged your hand off of his shoulder. “Let me at ʼim—!”
“Adam, you’re causing a scene,” you whispered, glancing around at the growing audience.
Adam was offended. “I’m helping!” He flapped his wings to stand up, his anger now directed at you. “You’re just going to let a Sinner do you like that? Huh!”
“I just want to go home.”
He stared at your face for a moment. “Whatever.” He scowled at the Sinner one last time before he began making his way outside. You quietly followed after him. “This place is lame, anyway.”
The whole walk, you kept your head down as Adam gave the finger and a nasty look to anyone who ignorantly tried to approach you to cheer you up.
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You didn’t know when you got home; you didn’t even know Adam stayed with you until he spoke up.
“Uh…do you need, like, shit, I dunno…something?” You heard the ruffling of his wings and the shuffling of his clothing. “I could order delivery. There’s this place I’ve been…” You further curled yourself into a ball on your bed. You didn’t remember when you got there. “Actually, maybe you should pick where this time, huh? How’s that sound?”
When you didn’t respond, Adam lowered his arms, his smile fading into a frown.
He debated whether or not to leave you here before you scooted to the farthest side of the bed, turning yourself over to face him but avoiding eye contact as you patted the spot you were just in.
Adam took one glance behind him before he slipped into bed beside you, hands on his tummy as he stared at your ceiling.
The silence was uncomfortable for Adam. He desperately wanted to fill it with some chatter. Without it, it felt as though there was no one with him in the room.
As if you read his mind, your hands hugged his arm, and it numbed his unease, if only for a moment. He extended the time by placing a hand on yours, caressing them with his thumb.
“I don’t want to see this,” you suddenly spoke after a minute.
“Huh?” He looked down at you, still not making eye contact with him.
“Take your mask off.”
He scoffed and turned down your request, “You’re not even looking at me.”
“Take it off,” you repeated more firmly.
“Why?”
“Then I’ll take it off.” You reached out to grab his horns, pulling them upwards. When it didn’t comply, you kneeled on the bed and pulled harder. “How do you take it off?”
“Why do you wanna see me so badly? Just go to sleep already.”
“Not until you take that off.”
“I’ll stay with you until you wake up,” he attempted to bargain.
“Adam.” You gave up on removing his mask yourself. “Take it off.”
He hesitated before sighing heavily, easily tugging it off of his head and tossing it on the nightstand.
With his real face revealed, you were able to look at him. His golden eyes brought you solace, and his human-like features gave you relief.
“There. Better?” he asked bitterly as he averted his eyes from yours. “Now go to sleep.” After that, Adam tried to face his back toward you, but you leaned over and held his face and shoulder, pulling him back. “What is it now—”
“You said you’ll stay with me until I wake up.”
“I will,” he said as if you were doubting him, but he knew you weren’t.
Satisfied with his promise, you stared into the soft glow of his eyes as yours started to grow heavy.
In the last moments of your consciousness, you felt yourself get pulled closer to something soft, and you heard the sound of ruffling as warmth enveloped you.
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30 Days of G/t Self Care
I'm not fully sure where this idea came from, but here we go! I do enjoy a fun little daily challenge, and like most things my mind went to “but how can I make it G/t?” And here we are! Just in time for the new year, a 30 day self care challenge but… sizey. I wanted to make an actual calendar thing, just in time for the new year (though it can be started at any time, it's not specific to January). Check the days off, spread them out over a longer time, pick out just the ones that speak to you, whatever you want to do 😊 Here's the guide to go with it.
Day 1. Set aside a few minutes to take some deep breaths and focus on the present moment. To help ground yourself, perhaps wrap yourself in a blanket and imagine you are in a large, lovingly grasping hand, or hold a small item and imagine it's a tiny friend.
Day 2. Revisit some nostalgic G/t media. What first got you into this? Let yourself reminisce and remember why you love this in the first place.
Day 3. Make G/t art. It can be anything! Drawing, writing, crochet, pottery, you name it. No need to hold yourself to a certain standard or show anyone else, just take some time to be creative. Even if you don't deem yourself an artist, give it a shot and see if you enjoy it!
Day 4. Relax with a word search puzzle. I made a G/t themed one for you right here!
Day 5. Try out this journal prompt. If you could be tiny/big at will, what types of things would you do to relax? How might you extrapolate from this and apply it to your real life?
Day 6. Stretch your body today. What imaginary setting could you give yourself to make it G/t? Are you surrounded by gigantic furniture in your mind’s eye? Perhaps the yoga video on your phone helps you pretend you have a tiny instructor?
Day 7. Listen to some G/t music. This could be anything, from sizey music videos to songs with sizey lyrics to the Arietty soundtrack.
Day 8. Practice gratitude by listing out all the little things you're thankful for. (See what I did there?) Add some big things to the list for good measure.
Day 9. Practice stepping out of your comfort zone a little bit by talking about G/t, out loud if you’re able. Whether it's discussing with a friend (you brave soul), recording yourself on your phone (you can immediately delete it), or just mumbling to yourself in the shower. Maybe you’ll realize you want to make a G/t podcast and we all win!
Day 10. Here's a little creative prompt. Arrange everyday items to make a G/t scene (use toys, miniatures, or even fashion a tiny person out of paperclips or paper). Take a picture, share it if you like!
Day 11. Create a cozier space today to enjoy your G/t content. Grab some blankets, make yourself a snack or some tea, light some candles, whatever sounds nice to you. Sometimes it's making a mundane moment special!
Day 12. Make yourself something healthy to eat. While you prepare it, imagine how different the task might be to carry out if you were very big or very small. Maybe even have some fun making your snack in miniature too.
Day 13. Try out some affirmations today and see if you can make them both sizey and relevant to your life. Ideas of mantras could be “I am allowed to take up space,” “I choose to appreciate the little things today,” “I will achieve great things through small steps.”
Day 14. Go out into nature for some fresh air. Lean in close and pay attention to the small details, perhaps imagining a shrunken version of yourself or a small friend exploring.
Day 15. Challenge yourself to learn a new skill today to bring your Gt ideas to life. Maybe it's learning how to code, or making your own VR avatar, or learning a new art tool or technique. It's finally time to watch that tutorial you've been saving!
Day 16. Pull out your dream journal, or start up a new one! Maybe we’ll figure out the whole lucid dreaming thing and come close to experiencing Gt, wouldn't that be the dream~ If this doesn't resonate with you, maybe start a journal to jot down your Gt daydreams instead!
Day 17. Relax with a crossword puzzle. I made a G/t themed one for you right here!
Day 18. Try to cross a few to dos off your to do list someday. Make it more fun by adding in some joke tasks in there, like “leave out a snack for the fairies” or “prep for borrowing trip tonight” or “meet with giant friend for coffee.” Maybe even schedule some real life Gt tasks - such as “work on chapter 2 of (Gt story you're writing)” or “plan a VRC hangout”.
Day 19. It's time to dress the part! Is there any way you can dress up or accessorize yourself in a sizey way? Maybe you have an oversized hoodie, or a necklace of a tiny Eiffel tower, or an old shirt with Tinkerbell on it. Did you know you can actually buy Arietty’s giant hair clip thing? Or if this better scratches your creative itch, maybe your objective is to make tiny accessories for a toy or figurine.
Day 20. Take some time to rest. Just allow yourself to lay down in a quiet, cozy setting for at least a few minutes and have some dedicated G/t daydreaming.
Day 21. Try out a new exercise routine and use your G/t imaginings to make it more fun. Watching a new workout video? You’re a giant visiting the gym and that's your human instructor on the screen. Spontaneous dance session in your room? You're a fairy frolicking in a field of enormous wildflowers. Going for a swim? You're actually crossing a vast ocean, or maybe a small glass of water.
Day 22. Check out a new G/t story. Not a big reader normally? Just give it a shot!
Day 23. Give yourself a pamper night, whatever that means for you - face masks, cucumber water, a warm drink, candles, the works. Pamper night (face masks and stuff)
Day 24. Make or buy something for your G/t interests (miniatures or toys, “max”iature like a giant flower pillow, fairy-themed stationary, make a giant paper mache strawberry, etc)
Day 25. Relax with a coloring page. You can use any of your favorite artist’s lineart (just make sure to get permission and/or proper attribution if you want to post it). Here's an example option from me.
Day 26. Make a list of all the things you love about G/t. It's always nice to remember the various ways this interest might benefit our lives.
Day 27. Motivate yourself to try out a new hobby by making it G/t. Take that pottery class you've been meaning to take and make a giant acorn-shaped mug. Get into cosplay so you can dress up as a borrower. Dabble with watercolors and you may end up becoming a G/t artist. Study a new language and enjoy new sizey media you couldn't understand before. Whatever speaks to you!
Day 28. Do a favor for your future self and make a self care kit for when you're having a hard time. This could include a journal or affirmation cards, or perhaps some grounding items like fidget toys, stress balls and mints. Add a little something G/t in there too. Perhaps some kind of miniature with an interesting texture, or a fidget toy in the shape of a person, or a stuffed animal of a giant ladybug to hug.
Day 29. An act of kindness can do wonders for our mental health. Send someone in the G/t community a kind comment today, whether it's a long-time friend, someone you just met in a Discord group, or a comment to your favorite G/t artist.
Day 30. Reflect on all the activities you’ve tried during this self care challenge and journal about it. What have you learned about yourself? What might you incorporate more into your self care routines going forward? Pat yourself on the back for investing some time and attention into yourself - you deserve it!
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C*ntmuffin, J Burrow
summary; you're just having a bit of harmless fun, but joe doesn't seem to enjoy it as much as you are.
warnings; fwb type beat, swearing, joe's actually a dick and a hypocrite, mentions of smut(?), alcohol consumption, lsu!fratboy!joe (yes that needs a warning), cameos from jj and ja'marr:D, literally all the things you'd see at a college party, use of the c-word like twice lolll.
word count; 811
note; ummmm i love lsu joe and i need a frat au because there's so little its criminal. my friend called me a cuntmuffin earlier and i wanted to write about frat joe so.
If looks could kill, you'd be six feet under right about know. You can feel Joe's eyes burning holes into the material of your best little black dress, he watched as your hips pushed back onto the crotch of some guy you had no clue or desire to even learn what his name was. His hands feeling you up was just enough.
"D'ya wanna come get a drink?" He's slurring into your ear shamelessly, his accent was thicker than it was a couple drinks ago. You nod, grabbing his hand and pulling him behind you in the direction of the kitchen. Glancing in the direction of Joe, his brows raise, looking at you in a way you didn't quite understand or maybe you didn't care to acknowledge.
He scoffs catching the attention of Elaine, who was running her mouth about whatever she could think of, "You okay, Joey?" Her voice is obnoxiously high pitched, almost like nails on a chalkboard, even worse because she didn't understand the concept of shutting the fuck up. "'M fine, thanks. Gonna go get another drink," he murmurs, pushing himself off the wall and quickly walking away before the girl could think to muster a response.
He brought this upon himself when he walked through the door with an overly chatty, but quite pretty brunette cheerleader on his arm. Karma's a bitch and you were gladly playing him back in this game. All night you kept you options open, bouncing between different guys, some of them even being some of his fraternity brothers.
Speaking of, one of his good friends was leaning against the counter chatting up a pretty girl, "Yo, JJ," you heard his voice before he pushed passed you to clap his friend on the shoulder. Justin smiled wide, introducing the girl at his side as Aiyanna, "It's nice to finally meet you, we hear a lot about you," Joe smirks obviously trying to embarrass his friend. It's true though, Justin never shuts up about this girl.
You decided to not join in the conversation simply listening in as you poured yourself a generous amount of vodka and following it with some juice. The guy who's name you still have yet to remember watched you closely, like he was in a trance of some sort. "You're staring," you mumble, tilting your head to the side a small smile playing on your lips. Guys are so easy sometimes.
"Sorry," he stutters, "You're just really pretty." His face flushes, resembling a tomato, as you closely watch his reactions. You hadn't realized how close Joe was to you both until he leans in to whisper in the boys ear loud enough for you to hear, "Should see her on her knees, Blake. Fuckin' incredible."
Blake's eyes grow ten times the size, "Fuck off, Joe," you grit pushing at his chest until he's out of the kitchen and into the crowded hallways. "'M really sorry about him, he's a dick." Not really sorry, the jealousy he was radiating was the hottest thing ever. Now your face is warming at his words, you groan as you cup your face in your hands, no way he just said that to this poor dude.
As Joe walked back over to his "date," he had this shit eating grin on his face, Ja'marr was well aware he was up to something, "The hell'd you do, JB?" He barks out a laugh, shaking his head. "That smirk, you did something." He knows he did, but he's not going to tell him just yet.
The cheerleader looked between both of them confused as ever, "Did-" Joe cuts her off with his index finger on her lips, shushing her. Ja'marr's laughing now, all this time it took for him to do that. Her brows furrow and she storms off to god know's where.
Before Ja'marr can ask again, you are standing in front of them with the biggest crease in your brows and hands on your hips, "See her on her knees? Really, asshole?" His friend gapes, feeling just how angry you were, "It was nothing, babe. Calm down," he reached out for you but you slap his hand away from you.
"Don't 'babe' me, you cuntmuffin." He keels over at your insults, his eyes clouding over with tears as he cackles. "Nothing about this is funny," your arms are crossed over your chest now, huffing you punch him in the shoulder, making him grunt and stand up straight.
"It's just, that's a first, I've never been called a cuntmuffin before, baby."
#joe burrow#joe burrow x reader#joe burrow x you#joe burrow fic#joe burrow imagine#joe burrow fan fic#joe burrow smut#joe burrow fluff#frat!joe burrow#nfl fan fic#nfl
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I read a Fic I really enjoyed that was for Good Omens where it was human au, enemies to lovers, both were at Anathema’s wedding. The wedding was outside and I remember that Crowley was playing with the kids at the wedding. Spinning them around, playing pirate with them. It was several chapters long. It was along the same lines as “or be nice” by charlottemadison. But that wedding was inside. (I may have a type) if you know of any along these lines. Please let me know. I shall happily dive into them.
Not sure on the exact fic, but here are some getting together at weddings fics...
Two Weddings by Lexitennant2 (T)
Aziraphale and Crowley are invited to Anathema and Newton's wedding. Which means a minor breakdown from Crowley in front of his plants, a meddling witch, and Aziraphale is finally talked into some sense so he finally decides that Crowley is NOT going too fast for him.
The Nice and Accurate wedding of Anathema Device, Witch, which went just as expected by Nenchen (G)
Wedding planner Anathema Device is the Number One. She can organize anything for a wedding, flower arrangements, catering, a marching band or an emu. The name Device is a guarantee for a picture perfect wedding - and the perfect pictures will be taken by her top wedding photographer, and best friend, Anthony J. Crowley.
Both of them see weddings mostly as business, until Anathema meets Newt, Love of her life, walking natural disaster extraordinaire, and very much not a person it’s possible to have a perfect wedding with.
Which is perfect since Anathema frankly never wanted one for herself. She just wants a fun party, good food, and all of her friends to attend - including Crowley. For whom this might just as well be the apocalypse because no, he is not allowed to work on her wedding. Strictly invited only as a guest, Crowley finds himself at a loss. What the hell do you do at weddings? Well, if you are Crowley, the answer is some James Bond-like action, some worrying about fly swarms and their sources, having a lot of emotions, drinking some very funny wine, putting your foot in your mouth and just maybe meeting someone to share all of that with. Oh, and there’s always cake, isn’t there?
It's Not The Journey by cosmya (T)
It had been going so well. They’d averted the apocalypse, averted their punishments, averted further investigation or attention by their respective organizations. They were left with little to do but bask in the happy ending. Therein had been the problem.
Another champagne, sir?” interrupted the flight attendant.
Aziraphale’s eyes snapped open. Oh, I shouldn’t, he thought. “Yes, please,” he said. “Thank you.”
Anathema and Newt are getting married, and two of their wedding guests are in a bit of an awkward place. An all-inclusive resort with unlimited alcohol is precisely what they need to re-break the ice.
The Christmas Wedding Scammer by Aracloptia (T)
“And - thank you for saying yes on such short notice! I tried to plan the thing myself, but … sometimes you actually do need help, right?”
“Yeah”, Crowley mumbled, grabbing his phone to write down the name of the restaurant. “Yeah, absolutely.”
“That’s what everyone kept telling me; it’s always better with a wedding planner. I guess I should have listened earlier.”
“Er”, Crowley said. “Did you say-“
“Anyway, I have another call to make! I have to fire the costumer, the dress we agreed on turned out horrendous. Hey, in the future that’ll be your job! But I’ll do it just this once. See you tomorrow! And please bring suggestions for the bridal wear. Bye!”
“Hold o-”
The famous wedding planner Antonio Cowley is retired, sworn to never plan a wedding again. Perhaps the right sum of money can persuade him?
He is not to be mixed up with out-of-business Anthony J. Crowley, former florist, currently unemployed.
OR: In which Crowley accidentally becomes a wedding planner.
District of (un-)Certainty by jamgrl (M)
Aziraphale is a PhD student who needs a roommate so he can continue to afford his house in the U.S. capital of Washington D.C. Luckily, the family he tutors for on the side just happened to find him one! He doesn’t think he will like him much since he is in the states to work on Mr. Dowling’s senate campaign, so he’s probably a terrible person (even if he is good looking).
Crowley is pretty independent and doesn’t really have a lot of what you would call “friends”. But he doesn’t mind his new roommate. He would much rather hang out with him than his coworkers, anyways. His roommate’s best friends Anathema and Newt aren’t too bad, either. It’s nice to have some friends. Maybe he likes it in D.C.
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They are millenials! But still British and still old fashioned- just a little twist on our favorite husbands.
Something That Happens To Other People by Caedmon (E)
Anthony J. Crowley is a hotshot political reporter who's landed himself in hot water with his editor. He finds himself demoted to the society desk, where he is assigned to cover the wedding of Anathema Device and Newton Pulsifer. He'd rather chew tin foil than lower himself in such a way, but if he's going to claw his way back to the top, he's going to have to prove himself.
Aziraphale Fell is the most sought-after wedding planner in all of London, hailed as the 'angel of love' due to his knack for picking couples who have the most successful marriages. He spends his working hours making other peoples' dreams come true... but his own dreams of romance died long ago. To his mind, love is something that happens to other people.
Sparks fly when these two cross paths, and they find themselves instantly attracted to one another. But can Crowley prove Aziraphale’s belief about love to be wrong?
- Mod D
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kevin and jeremy for the headcanon game if you’re still doing it pls :)))
i did kevin already so here's my #2 babygirl jeremy,, i hate to call him a golden retriever but... if the shoe fits
realistic headcanon: he has adhd but can't be medicated because USC take drug testing seriously and his meds are banned by the NCAA and the ERC. he can take them when they're not in competition, but once the season starts, he has to come off them again. oh, he is Symptomatic. he has location tracker tag things on his keys, find my iphone is ALWAYS on, he's had more bank cards than years in his life, is a frequent victim of the ADHD tax on subscriptions he forgets to cancel. he always writes important things he has to remember on his hands and then washes his hands forgetting they're there. he forgets to pee if he's too focused on something. he has 100 abandoned hobbies (the yo-yo is his newest one). he talks too loud when hes excited. he has sensory issues. hes really smart but hates academics. talks to himself sometimes. (getting him mic'ed up during a game is a dream and a treat because of the things he says while talking to himself)
may not be realistic it is hilarious: he loves drugs on the off-season. he absolutely loves going clubbing and MDMA is his favourite. he'd also take half or a quarter of a pill just chilling with Laila and Cat and have a mini party just the three of them. he believes he is his best self when he is high on uppers. not a fan of coke because he doesn't feel like it does anything for him though, he doesn't smoke, but will take edibles. LOVES to paint/draw/make art when he's high. he's not quote unquote addicted, and is really good at pacing himself/saying no/knowing when to stop, but when he doesn't have to do drug tests for Exy? he's living his best life
heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends: listen. at this point we understand my opinions on jeremy's past but. the reason why he doesn't swear is because his family/brother(s) used to swear at him so much as a kid that he just genuinely hates it. he hates the way it sounds coming out of his mouth. he doesn't like it, he doesn't think it's attractive, he just thinks swearing is unnecessary and actively chooses not to swear. (that doesn't mean he doesn't, but it's so rare that he does - if you ever, ever, ever hear jeremy knox swearing, then he is PISSED. he is livid. he is im-going-to-kill-a-man levels of angry. if you hear him swearing? run.)
unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own: i feel like i haven't had enough time to live with jeremy knox to come up with incredibly niche canon disregarding hcs yet. probably kisses women when hes drunk. maybe he ties his shoes weird. needs glasses but refuses to get his eyes tested. doesn't have a gag reflex. actually hates the way he looks in red. i don't know!!!! ask me again once he's been living in my brain a little longer
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❤️🩹🧸ways to cope when age regression isn’t an option🧸❤️🩹
regression can be a great coping method and can be very healing to your inner child, but sometimes it just isn’t working. whether that’s because you physically can’t regress for a while, you don’t have the time or space for it, it’s activating a particular trigger, or any other reason — it’s important to remember that you always have other options!
it can be easy to feel lost if agere is your main coping skill and it’s suddenly not available or not helpful anymore, so under the cut i’ve compiled some simple de-stressing strategies to try out instead! :]
have a meal or snack and drink some water! physical needs are important :]
speaking of, use the bathroom and take a shower or bath if you need one. sometimes we don’t even notice it’s been awhile!
move your body, however you’re able to! some examples are going for a walk, dancing around to music, stretching or yoga, getting the mail from the mailbox
have a chat with a friend or family member. human interaction is good for us, even if it’s only for a few minutes!
if you’re okay with touch, go hug someone you love (human or animal hehe)
help someone else in a simple way; maybe do a chore for them, send them a little card or gift, or listen to them talk about their day for a bit. sometimes it can be a good distraction while also feeling nice to help!
do something creative! crochet, paint (even finger painting counts!), play an instrument, build something, redecorate your room, put on colorful makeup, etc
do some deep breathing exercises, and/or try a few grounding techniques
clean up a bit! i know it can be overwhelming, but even picking up just a few items or cleaning just one area can help you feel lots better.
journaling can be a good way to sort out what you’re feeling! you can just write whatever you feel like talking about, or you can look up prompts online to get you started
weighted blankets or heavier stuffed animals (or even pets!) can help with anxiety and sensory issues
pay attention to any negative sensory input and do what you can to fix it: is the room too bright or too loud? is your clothing itchy? do you need some time alone?
find some pleasant sensory input: use a scented lotion or candle you like, wrap yourself in a soft blanket, listen to your favorite music album, turn down the lights in your room, watch a sensory video you enjoy
do something to stretch your brain! work on a puzzle, read a book, or start learning a new skill you’re interested in
try something new! getting out of our comfort zone can help us to feel more alive and excited about life. bring along a loved one or a comfort item to give you courage!
do you like to pray or meditate? if you do, make some time for it and try to let yourself really relax into it!
make plans; it’s important to have things to look forward to, even if it’s just a trip to a cafe you like or a video chat with a friend
surround yourself with comforting objects (for instance, your favorite blanket and stuffed animal, a photo book of fun memories, etc!)
age dreaming can often be a fun coping method even if regression isn’t an option. try doing some of the things you’d normally want to do while small, without pressuring yourself to actually regress!
finally, ask for help! it’s always okay to reach out for help. you are not alone, and you don’t have to figure everything out by yourself!
okay, that’s all for now! please keep in mind that i’m not a mental health expert and this is by no means a complete list, but sometimes i need reminders of what else to try when regression isn’t working and so i hope it’s helpful to others in that way too! it’s totally okay if some of these things don’t work for you — take whatever’s useful and leave the rest.
don’t forget that you can always send me an ask or message if you need someone to talk to, little ones. sending you all hugs! 🫂❤️
#i’ve gotten several messages abt this topic so i thought i’d make a post abt it! let me know what u think! :]#sfw agere#sfw age regression#sfw agedre#sfw caregiver#bee.posts#advice
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hey ml, how are you? 🫶🏻 thought i’d request something if that’s okay?
(i’ve been listening to this song and it gave me a wicked idea)
OT8 skz x 9th Fem!member reader where she argues with the boys and they all ignore her for a while which causes her to get into her head and she starts going a bit crazy? She is filming her solo MV as apart of SKZ-REPLAY and lets all of her crazy/psychotic thoughts out. The boys are told to come into jyp to talk about readers MV (which the boys hadn’t seen yet) and they all sit in shock whilst watching you go on a psychotic breakdown with the most sinister grin on your face?
Hello love ❤️ I really, really like the idea and I will definitely write it. Also I love the song! But please be patience because I have my finals so I’ll probably start writing again after I pass everything.
I’ll tag you anyway.
Kisses 😘
Hello love,
As promised I wrote this idea and I hope that you would enjoy reading it. I'm so sorry that you had to wait for such a long time :C but the last week of January when I had my finals was so hard and exhausting that actually I needed to rest from everything. But thankfully I passed everything and now, being on my winter break, I can write more :D.
Anyway, here's the story I really hope you'll like it. Please enjoy and have fun reading it. ❤️
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Title: Happy Face
Genre: Angst
Word Count: 2061
Warnings: swearing, mention of mental breakdown, Lee Know is kinda harsh on Y/N
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“...And I guess, they’ll never listen, ya know? Because I’m a girl.” Was the last thing you said before smiling creepily into the camera and tilting your head to the side. “But let me tell y'all a secret…” You said whispering. “I don’t need them anymore. Not at all.” You started laughing hysterically. There was something in your voice that made everyone, who was watching your live, shiver. Something’s changed. The switch had been switched and there was no way back.
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“Ya! Y/N! Stop acting like a fucking child!” Changbin screamed as you ran before him, trampling over his music sheets. “I’m working, don’t you see?!”
“I’m sorry Binnie! I’m just late and…” You started to explain yourself.
“I don’t fucking care!” He scoffed. He didn’t like being interrupted in his work and you knew that. Everybody knew. You sighed heavily.
“I said I’m sorry…” You said with a pout on your face and just left the room. Living with eight men in a dorm as a ninth member was sometimes hard. Especially before the upcoming comeback, when everyone was busy and stressed out. The season was just hectic.
You arrived at the practice a little bit late. You entered the practice room, being welcomed by a disappointed view of coldfaced Lee Minho. “You are late.” He said harshly. “Why are you always late?!” His voice raised a little, which made you squirm.
“I’m sorry… I got stuck in traffic and…” You started but he didn’t want to listen.
“I don’t care, Y/N. You should have left earlier then. We were waiting for you for almost 20 minutes! We don’t have this room reserved for long!” Minho was angry.
“I’m so…” You started but again was interrupted by someone.
“Okay, no need to actually fight… let’s start the practice again, all right?” Felix said softly and looked at you with a slight smile. “You remember the routine?”
“Y-yes, I remember.” You answered.
“Good.” Said Hyunin and turned on the music. “Let’s begin then.”
The practice was good, but the tension between you and Lee Know was strong. You couldn’t understand what got into him. You did your best and gave more than 100%. You were a perfectionist so you always tried to be better and better.
Dancing with the danceracha was most of the time fun. But this time you couldn’t enjoy it as much as you would like to. Minho was harsh and pointed out each mistake that you made or at least the mistake that he thought you made.
You were tired. You didn’t know what actually was happening with your body. You couldn’t stay straight most of the time. Your muscles ached and you felt a little dizzy. Your body didn’t want to cooperate with you at all.
“Minho, I need a break.” You stopped the routine in the middle, panting heavily. “I really have no strength and my body is…”
“I don’t care Y/N, you said that you remember everything. Just focus and dance again.” He said, rolling his eyes, creally annoyed. “You need to master these movements.”
“No.” You said looking at him. “I will not dance again now, I need a break. I’m tired.”
“Let me repeat it, Y/N. No one cares that you are tired. We all are! You are messing up the whole choreography. I’m not going to change the routine again, just because you can't focus.”
“Oh, I’m sorry that I am tired and my body can’t dance properly.” You rolled your eyes, snapping at him. “Maybe if you weren’t a douchebag you are right now and let me take a break just for ten minutes as you did with Hyunjin and Felix I’ll be in better condition to dance once again. I told you, my body…”
“Maybe if you practised more you wouldn’t be as tired as you are right now?” He raised an eyebrow. “Instead of spending time gossiping around you should come here and practise often!”
“First of all I don’t gossip! And second of all it’s none of your business what I do in my fr…” You couldn’t finish the sentence since Hyunjin interrupted you.
“Y/N, just listen to the hyung. He’s right. You are messing up the choreography. And we are as tired as you are of repeating it all over again . You need to focus.”
“I am focused! And stop interrupting me!” You raised your voice annoyed that Hyunjin is taking Minho’s side. “You both think that I don’t do anything?! I am trying to be as good as you guys are!”
“Then try harder!” Minho shouted. “It’s not the first time you are messing something up! You are always messing things up! You think being an idol is supposed to be a light job? It’s not a playground Y/N! We are all tired of you and your constant excuses and being fucking tired. If it’s too much then… ”
“I don’t have any excuses! What the fuck you are talking about Minho?!” You were pissed. “I get that everyone is stressed out because of the comeback but don’t yell at me just because you are ruthless fucking douchebag, who thinks that by being mean…”
“Call me a douchebag once again and I swear I’ll…” He started but you interrupted him.
“You’ll do what, hm? Hit me?” You looked at him provocatively and Minho clenched his fits.
“Okay, Allright.” Someone entered the danceroom. “Calm down everybody. Calm down. What’s all this fuss about?” It was Chan, who looked at you and Minho, seeking the explanation. Behind him the rest of the Stray Kids entered the room and looked at the two of you. “Why are you fighting? Everyone in the building can hear you.”
“Apparently Y/N is once again tired of actually doing nothing.” Minho said venomously. “She doesn’t want to focus and I had to change the choreography too many times and…”
“Apparently Minho is treating me worse than he treats others.” You said sarcastically, rolling your eyes. “He doesn’t let me take a break while Hyunjin and Felix rested all the time!”
“Hey! That’s not true!” Felix and Hyunjin said at the same time.
“Y/N I told you that you are messing the choreography up and…” Minho started once again.
“And I fucking told you that I’m tired, okay?! Why is no one listening? I have no strength recently and…” You interrupted him. You could feel the tears that formed in your eyes, both because you were pissed and just sad.
“And that’s enough, watch your tongue Y/N.” Chan said firmly, sighing heavily. He didn’t let you finish your sentence. “Y/N, I heard from the boys that the only thing you've been doing recently is complaining. And I actually observed it by myself. If you need a longer break, we can talk with the managers about the hiatus and…” he looked straight into your eyes.
“But I don’t want to go on a hiatus! What are you even talking about right now? Why is no one listening? You know what? I’m done for today.” You said, feeling like you were going to cry. You literally felt betrayed but all of the boys. “I need some time alone, ya know? I am done with all of you.” You grabbed your belongings and left the practice room, leaving all the eight men behind you. Nobody even tried to stop you.
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A few hours have passed. You took a break and spent some alone time outside the building. You had time to rethink and calm yourself down. Maybe they were right at some point, but at the same time they didn’t listen to what you were going to say. It felt like you were just some kind of burden for them or they were annoyed with you with no further reason.
After a long while you decided to come back to the JYPE building once again. It was really late and you were sure that no one was even there. You went straight into the danceroom, where you were going to practise. In the upcoming comeback, you not only had the performance with the danceracha but also had your solo song and MV as a part of SKZ-REPLAY. And at this point Minho was right. You had to master everything.
You took off the hoodie you were wearing and put on the music. The routines weren’t that hard as you thought before. After some time of practising you, being content with the results of your hard work, decided to talk to somebody and share your thoughts. You were still upset with the boys so instead of calling them or your manager, you decided to make an Instagram live. The only people that you could rely on right now were your fans.
“Hello guys, this is Y/N from Stray Kids.” You greeted your fans with a bright smile on your face. “How are ya?” You asked them and started reading some comments. “Am I in the practice room? Yeah, I’ve been mastering the movements for the new comeback… Uhm.. No, no I’m here by myself.”
The fans started asking you questions about the comeback, the track and the boys and you tried to answer most of them with a big smile on your face. But it didn’t feel real. After a few more questions your smile started to drop. You didn’t want to show your fans emotions you were actually hiding all day, but eventually the bubble just burst.
“Y/N is everything all right?” You’ve read out loud as the fans started asking you more serious questions. “Actually… no. Nothing is okay, ya know? I’m tired of being in this band. No, I am fucking exhausted! Don’t get me wrong, the guys…” You started and suddenly smirked looking straight into the camera. “Or you know what? Fuck it. Get me all wrong!” You laughed a little. “Maybe if I say what I’ve been trying to say recently, you’ll actually listen. Because believe it or not, there are people who don’t listen.” You let out the little giggle. But it wasn’t a happy giggle. You were trying so hard not to show the emotions that culminated in your body, that now you couldn't even pretend.
Your fans started to be more concerned about your mental state. The people who were watching you at that moment were just scared. You didn’t act normal. You smiled at the camera, but there was something in your smile that no one could even name.
“I’m happy! I’m happy! I’m happy today!... Hey! Put on a happy face!” You sang and started laughing. And your laugh was echoing in the empty room. Everyone who was watching your live was scared. But you didn’t care. The comments have stopped. No one dared to say anything. People were just looking at you but they didn’t know what to do.
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At the same time that you were having a mental breakdown in front of thousands of people on the Internet, eight men sat in your dormitory, accompanied by managers, and watched you silently. They were either horrified or concerned, or both at the same time. Mixed emotions consumed them.
They were sure that they were the cause of your breakdown. Recently, they haven’t been very understanding. They didn’t want to listen to your silent cry for help. They were too focused on themselves that they didn’t see that you also had been experiencing a hard time. The instant remorse immediately seized them.
“...And I guess, they’ll never listen, ya know? Because I’m a girl.” Was the last thing you said before smiling creepily into the camera and tilting your head to the side. “But let me tell y'all a secret…” You said whispering. “I don’t need them anymore. Not at all.” You started laughing again, but this time you laughed hysterically. There was something in your voice that made everyone, who was watching your live, shiver. Something’s changed. The switch had been switched and there was no way back.
It was the only thing you added before you truly switched. They looked at your live with horror in their eyes.
“Hyung… We have fucked things up. We all did.” It was I.N. who dared to speak, breaking the heavy silence. And those words will stay with them for a really long time.
@ihrtlix
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finally your request is open!! can i request a modern headcanons or scenario for killer and law? 😗😗
a/n - yes yes they’re open!! :) ty for the request anon, I always love writing stuff about killer and law <3 I hope some personality, hobbies, and relationship, headcanons + scenarios are ok with you :D
Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, kid being bullied 💀
Modern Law & Killer headcanons + scenario
Killer
- This man got straight As in school and you can’t tell me otherwise
- Like, he seems like he wouldn’t get good grades but is secretly smarter than the entire school 💀
- he plays the electric bass and is absolutely amazing on it
- he wants to sing too, but he’s a bit too shy to sing in front of people :’)
- this man is HUGE so he hits his head on doorways, lamps, wooden beams, etc.
- I think he might have a permanent bruise on his forehead 😭
- he has two lip piercings, one on each side, and his ears are pierced too :)
- this man knows fashion ✨
- like he ALWAYS wears something that looks absolutely amazing on him
- idk how he does it
- killer is the type of guy to only have one SUPER close friend, and that’s all he needs
- He started a band with Kid in high school :3
- Kid played the electric guitar and sang
- we all know killer has a better voice (just sayin-)
- his wild golden hair? Oh yeah you bet he keeps it that long
- Sometimes he’ll do half up half down kinda thing
- it depends on his mood :)
- he’s the mysterious quiet kid in class, but like the super cool quiet kid you know??
- man’s kinda intimidating tho :/
- His bangs cover his eyes sometimes, so most of the time you can’t see his eyes :’)
- Kid makes fun of him for being emo 😭
- “your hair makes you look so emo.”
- “and yours doesn’t?”
- “Fuck you.”
- literal king of comebacks ✨
- no bully ever dares to come near him
- he’ll beat the shit out of them with literally two words 💀
- if he ends up having a crush on you, you’ll notice him staring at you a lot
- and if you guys have any of the same classes, he’ll make sure to walk with you to class 🥺
- will carry your bag if it’s too heavy for you
- He’s kind of shy! So it’s hard for him to confess until he gets enough confidence
- one time kid caught him singing in the shower and he was so fucking embarrassed
- “Maybe you should’ve sang for our high school band-!” Kid was laughing so hard
- “Kid you remember that time in middle school when you tried to p-“
- “SHUT UP I’M SORRY-!”
- killer knows how to blackmail professionally 👍
- literally remembers every single embarrassing moment of people to get them later lmao
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Scenario - Blackmail ✨
You were just sitting on the couch, relaxing while scrolling away on your phone. You heard a faint voice from upstairs.. It sounded almost angelic, were you finally dying-? You put your phone down and tried to listen to what exactly was making that noise. Someone was singing.. But the only people in your house were you and your boyfriend, Killer. You decided to check out if it actually was him singing, so you walked up the stairs, making sure you were quiet enough so he wouldn’t hear you. You knew that he was extremely shy about singing in front of people, so he never sang around anybody. You loved his voice! It was so smooth and gentle, you would fall asleep anytime you were to listen to him sing :) You reached the door to the bathroom, and heard him singing from outside the door. Putting your ear to the door, you could hear him singing the opening to an anime you were forcing him to watch earlier. (You can make up whatever anime op you want) You giggled, and pulled out your phone to record him singing. He had such a lovely voice, so you didn’t know why he never sang. This would be nice to save for later, it always cheered you up to hear him singing :)
You heard the water faucet turn off, and you quickly ran back into your room, sitting on your bed and replaying the video. You smiled lovingly at it, his voice was so addicting, once you heard it, you always wanted to hear it again. You were so invested in the video that you didn’t even hear your boyfriend’s approaching footsteps to your shared room. He was wiping his wet and fluffy hair with a towel, baggy shorts on his legs. “What are you listening to?” He asked, bending over your shoulder to take a peek at your phone. You almost screeched when he appeared behind you, and you quickly closed out of the tab on your phone. Killer stood there with widened eyes, his sky blue eyes staring into yours. “Y/n. Was that me singing?” He asked slowly as you looked away from him nervously. He tilted your head back towards him, “Ok yes it was! You have such a nice voice- so I wanted to save it..” You admitted innocently with a nervous smile. He sighed, “Please delete it, I know you’re going to show it to kid and your friends.” He replied, reaching for one of his shirts in the drawer. “No I won’t I promise!” You shouted. (We all know you’re gonna show it to kid.) “Y/n if you don’t delete it I’m gonna tell them that you watch yarinchin-“ He started to say before your face turned bright red. You were to never speak of that show, especially with other people. "I'll delete it.." You replied softly, deleting the video from your phone. He smiled at you, bending down and pattinng your head like a pet, "Good y/n." He said in a deep voice, smirking at you. You pouted, crossing your arms, "You owe me cuddles right now." You said quietly, turning away from him like a bratty kid. He chuckled, hugging you from behind, wrapping his huge arms around your torso and leaning his head in the crook of your neck, his gold and fluffy hair tickling your neck and ears.
He started to kiss up your neck, going up towards your jawline before smiling. "Forgive me?" He asked with a smirk, he knew you couldn't say no.. After all, it was Killer. "...yes." You replied quietly, turning around and burying your face into his chest. He smiled, cuddling you for the rest of the night. <3
Law
- smartest kid in the class
- he thinks everyone’s stupid lmao
- He absolutely hates group projects because he ends up doing everything. 💀
- he gives the absolute harshest death glares ever
- If someone is acting rude to him, one look and they can back off instantly
- major RBF 🗿 (resting bitch face)
- he looks unhappy all the time, and yes, he looks emo
- He has fringey and really fluffy short black hair, but with the dark circles under his eyes, all the tattoos, ear piercings, and the literal darkest of colors he wears-
- yeah… he looks emo
- he refuses to wear pink in any way
- don’t even show it to him lmao
- He’s that one kid in class that never has any friends, but no one dares to bully him
- Anyone who does will instantly regret it
- Trafalgar D. Water Law, the kid everyone fears in school
- I think he’d wear glasses, but not for vision, just so he doesn’t ruin his eyes
- Medical Bio major in college 👍
- If he ends up having a crush on you, he’s so secretive about it like you’ll never even know-
- He stares at you from behind, and makes sure you never notice him staring
- Ok this is totally unrelated but he has god awful posture
- like he looks like a shrimp when he’s doing homework 🦐
- back to relationship- he’d only confess at like the very last minute (he procrastinated 🗿)
- And even then, it wasn’t a smooth confession at all-
- “Uh- y/n you know how we were in the same bio class all year?”
- “Yeah…?” (Let’s just say you liked him too-) you were so excited, was he confessing?! Is this a dream?!
- “Yeah, that teacher fucking sucked. And that frog dissection was really interesting right?”
- “Um. I guess??” Oh god, he’s so nervous he’s going into a whole ass story 💀
- FINALLY- you just say, “Law- what is it you needed to tell me??” Bro you’re tired, I don’t think you wanna hear about the exact details about a frog’s brain.
- “I like you.”
- and y/n was too stunned to speak
- you just stopped, your eyes wide, and he looked so embarrassed and uncomfortable
- “Nevermind-!” He said, just starting to walk away as fast as he could.
- you literally hurled yourself at him, grabbing his arm, “I like you too Law, you didn’t even give me enough time to say five words-!” You shouted.
- He struggled to hide the huge blush on his cheeks (yeah didn’t really work that well)
- My man’s kind of a nerd
- When he was a kid, he collected Pokémon cards :)
- But now he’s kind of into comic books, and will want to rant to you about them
- You find it so cute, and he really loves it when you want to listen to him 🥺
- it makes him feel happy that people like spending time with him 😭
- (I kinda pulled that out because he nerded out about germa 66 in the anime lmao)
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Scenario - Self Care
Law got home from a strenuous 12 hour day of college medical training as well as some refresher classes. When you saw him, I think he looked even more tired than he usually did. “Hey Law- are you ok? You should probably take a rest..” You mentioned to him softly, giving him a hug when he walked through the door of your shared apartment. “I’m fine, I need to study for a midterm in a couple days.” He replied softly, starting to walk upstairs, into his room quietly. You looked worried for him, Law definitely knew how to worsen his already god awful sleep schedule. Even though Law was very informed in the medical side of things, he still didn’t seem to know about “self-care”. You sighed, grabbing a cup of warm tea, specifically Law’s favorite kind of tea, Chamomile. You also grabbed one of his favorite comic books, and started to walk up the stairs. When you saw him slaving away at his desk, you sighed with a worried smile. Typical Law..
“Hey Law, drink some tea to help you stay up.” You said softly, setting it down right next to him. He looked up from his work with a soft smile, kissing your cheek as a thank you. His days were always brightened when he saw you, and little gestures like these made his heart swell with warmth. “Thank you y/n.” He replied quietly, sipping some of the warm tea. You also showed him one of his favorite comic books with an excited smile, “Do you mind maybe taking a break and telling me about this one again? I really liked this one!” You said with your usual happy grin. How could he say no-? First off, it was you, and you looked so happy asking for him to tell you about it. Secondly, that was literally his favorite comic book, of course he’ll tell you all the details about it! He got up from his working chair and sat on the bed with you, opening up to page one and starting to explain all of the depth and details on specific characters. He even talked about how each ability of the antagonists and protagonists suited them, or how they could improve if they did this or that. He looked excited, ranting about these kinds of things to such a good listener like you. You couldn’t help but smile, you found his nerd side so adorable and endearing. “So this character has the ability to turn himself into rubber. But, the problem is that he can’t swim because of his abilities. I think maybe the reason is..” He ranted on and on, racking his brain for new ideas. You smiled at him, this was the first time you’ve seen him relax in a long time, and you were so happy that you could help him. You honestly loved hearing him explain these things! It gave you an entirely new perspective, and a lot more interest in comics like the ones he reads. “And yeah, that’s pretty much the whole story.” He finished with a soft smile. “Whoa- that’s super cool! How’d you get all that information out though??” You asked, continuing to try to distract Law from all of his worries and anxiety. “Well, I usually just form different theories of my own, but occasionally the internet isn’t the dumbass it usually is.” He replied softly. “Hey why don’t we read one together tonight? I can read it to you!” You suggested with an excited smile.
There was something about your smile that made Law so weak for you. Your face was just.. Perfection. Your smile so warm and kind, it could warm him up from the inside out. Your actions and gestures made him almost tear up on the inside from your kindness.. “Sure y/n.” He replied with a soft smile, grabbing a comic book from his desk, handing it to you carefully. As you read the words on his page, Law’s eyelids felt heavier and heavier. He didn’t realize that all of the work he was doing really tired him out. Self-awareness of his own personal health wasn’t really a major thought on his mind. He slowly started to lean on your shoulder, drifting off to his much needed sleep. When you felt the weight on your shoulder, fluffy hair tickling the side of your neck, you couldn’t help but smile softly, kissing your boyfriend’s forehead with such love and care. “Goodnight Law, I love you.” You whispered, wrapping the blanket around you two gently. You also fell asleep, letting Law lean on you as you both drifted off to your dream land. <3
a/n - this was adorable. But why tf did it take me like a year to finish it 😭 I’m so sorry anon- and yes, it’s canon that law would look emo irl and also yes, killer is a singer at heart 💜
<3
#trafalgar d water law#law x reader#one piece hcs#one piece#law one piece#one piece x reader#killer one piece#killer x reader#one piece killer#anime hcs#one piece headcanons
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Ya know what tbqh I'm having a lot more fun interacting with SJM since deciding to hash tag stan tamlin but also what grinds my gears!?!? What butters my fucking croissants!?!?!
Tamlin has HOBBIES.
No no. Seriously. I have a point. Listen:
We know the following pieces of information about the Spring Court/Tamlin in ACOTAR: Most of the government falls squarely on Tamlin's shoulders because most of the old guard and the former sentries are dead, because they left the Spring Court to search for a "cure." He and Lucien actively patrol their borders and hunt for monsters that threaten humans and faeries alike. Taxes are collected once a year via the Tithe, but Tamlim absolishes the Tithe during Amarantha's rule. There are no cities. There is almost no distinction in the Court between High Fae and "lesser fae." He was a victim of abuse via his father and two much older brothers. Human slaves used to be common, but Tamlin finds his family history abhorrent and considers himself a protector type. He personally took Lucien to another Court for healing after Amarantha damaged his eye in a way that Tamlin himself could not fix. A faerie dies in his living room and Tamlin personally buries him. Tamlin takes refugees from other courts. The most important holiday is Calanmai, wherein Tamlin sacrifices his bodily autonomy and gets possessed by a god (?) in order to generate magic during the changing of seasons. He can be grouchy but he has a sense of humor; he writes silly poems for fun and plays music well enough that Feyre thinks he could make an actual career of it.
A lot of this gets re-conned, re-framed as "conservative" and sometimes actively ignored in order to attribute more positive qualities to Rhys - who in ACOTAR, is shown to be a manipulative liar who commits murder for fun and drugs/assaults Feyre. Tamlin clearly suffers from PTSD in ACOMAF but his symptoms are not "noble" or cute like Feyre. The narrative postulates that while Feyre needs to learn that she's worthy of love and freedom and that her dark past doesnt define her, Tamlin needs to be "redeemed" because his trauma is not as important or as valid as hers, and he can't be worthy of help until he repents for his "crime" of acting in ways that are - from his perspective- completely logical, and based in genuinely good/loving intentions.
In ACOWAR, Feyre states that she begins implanting/altering the memories of Tamlin in other people's heads to make them abandon him. She also steals a gift (presumably, a gift from Rhys to Tamlin) because she doesn't feel he deserves it, and contemplates burning down the rose garden which is pretty much all Tamlin has left of his mother.
This... does not make me hate Tamlin in the slightest. I read these books and actively struggle to hate him the way the narrative wants because everything about him is legitimately just tragic and pitiable.
While all this goes on the narrative goes on to reposition Rhysand - the guy who caused a lot of the main heroine trauma - as the best guy who ever lived. He's cruel to be kind, deeply misunderstood and hurting in silence. A martyr whose pain is just like the heroine's, who is an immortal ancient warrior king more powerful than any other person in the world but still somehow the narrative equal of a barely literate 20 year old woman. That sure is a choice and ya know what fine, whatever, I accept that this is the story I'm reading. But back to my earlier point:
What hobby does Rhysand have other than sex and fighting?
Answer me. Quickly.
The retcons with Tamlins character are annoying on their own because SJM clearly thinks her audience is too stupid to remember book one of her own series. But it's especially annoying for me given that Rhysand is a boring mouthpiece for the author to moralize her faerie books. As a character he's incredibly bland. There's nothing about him that's compelling because everything "bad" that he does is justified and righteous, and he can't be challenged or hurt because that would make Feyre (the other author mouthpiece) very sad. :(
Anyway remember to stan tamlin, send tweet.
#anti sjm#tamlin#anti rhysand#im so bored of feysand they are the most boring insufferable fucking couple
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ALRIGHT T. TENGEN WITH PROMPT 15. the song kind of implies nsfw so we'll go with that please 💖
MILESTONE 5.0
Hiya! 💗 I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING YOUR DRABBLE. Lowkey felt like it was turning into a one shot, but it was actually shorter than I thought. 😆 Def my fave Tengen fanfic that I've written (thus far) !! 🥳
You’re moving different when we making love, baby tell me, tell me, who do you love, do you love now? — Who Do You Love
CW: 18+NSFW, explicit language, Fem!Reader, implied cheating, oral
Tengen knows he should call you out on your bullshit, just as he knows you’ve always been sensitive. You’ve always giggled when he pinches your earlobe, bright sound hitching as he leans closer, low whimper in your throat at the feeling of his tongue sliding smooth and soft from your tragus to the corner of your jaw. Just as you’ve always gasped into his mouth when he pulls you flush to his chest, breasts warm, nipples perking at the friction from his shirt, hands memorizing the tautness of his obliques as he cups your head, the curve of your ass. And you’ve always, always parted your legs for him: large palm shoved between your thighs, most of your weight supported by his build as you lean into him, unsure whether to grind onto his fingers, or to wait patiently as they graze over and over and over again, just barely applying enough pressure, and—intentionally—missing the ache in your clit.
He’s always been good, great, at frustrating you. Sexually. Finally tugging aside your panties—Please Tengen, I swear I fucking, just, p-please—smirking at their dampness, the stickiness of your essence. Always savoring a taste, eyes closing at your bittersweet pleasure, promptly returning for More, grinning into your kiss as you wiggle until his sweatpants fall off of your hips. You’ve always enjoyed “borrowing” his clothes. He knows your body, your moods, as well as he knows his own. In tandem, in sync. Carrying you to the bedroom, your ankles hooked behind him, tits bouncing slightly, precum leaking—tip smearing on your skin—with every step. Locating the nearest piece of furniture, bending you over it, quietly asking you to spread your cheeks, knowing your folds will always glisten, puffy and lewd, when you do. Too impatient, dangerous groan filling the living room as you get on all fours, ass presented prettily, even prettier after he slaps it, dropping to his knees so he can bury his face in your cunt, initially careful about jostling you, eventually too pussydrunk to remember. You always end up with rug burn.
He knows he should call you out on your bullshit, just as he knows you’ve never rejected him. Sure, you’ve said No. He’s said No too. Sometimes, the tandem wobbles. Sometimes, snuggling on the couch while your current obsession plays on the TV, or while reading a book, or while listening to music, or while taking a nap, is better than making love. Falling back in love is always better than fucking. Until now.
Until he learns that rejection doesn’t just sting. It decays. Decays the suppleness of your pussy suffocating his cock. And the satisfaction of your eyes welling as you struggle to deep throat him, spit dripping messy and shiny beneath you.
“C’mon baby, you can do it, hm, you’re so good for me,” he murmurs, one hand keeping your hair out of your face, the other keeping you gagged on his cock, tip twitching at your wet, choked noises.
“I-” you pull away sharply, something unfamiliar sunken dark and stiff in your glare, “I don’t want to.”
And then he knows.
Of course, it’s fine if you’re not in the mood. It’s fine if he’s accidentally pushed you too hard. It’s fine if you need a moment to reset. To reassess. To reassure each other.
But what does he do when you’re looking through him?
What does he do when you’re lukewarm to the touch?
What does he say?
What can he say?
Tengen knows he should call you out on your bullshit, just as he knows you’ll still promise I love you.
Always?
Always.
#milestone event#5.0#tengen uzui#uzui tengen#tengen x reader#uzui x reader#sound hashira#drabble#modern au#demon slayer smut#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer
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"The Day the Music Died" — April 5
"I'm not afraid of death. When you die, your soul continues to live and becomes absolutely happy. Complete peace after death, rebirth into someone else is the greatest hope of my life..."
From Kurt's farewell letter...
Over the years, my first introduction to, let's say, the ethics associated with independence and acceptance of your community turned out to be very true. For two years now, I have not felt such excitement from anything else, except listening to music, and also from the fact that I am actually writing something. I feel guilty about all this. For example, when we are backstage, the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins, it does not affect me the way it did with Freddie Mercury, who seemed to take great pleasure in the admiration of the crowd…
This is something I admire and envy. The thing is, I can't fool any of you. It's just not fair to you or to me. The worst crime I can think of is to deceive people by pretending that I'm having one hundred percent fun.
Sometimes I feel like I should have broken the clock before I went on stage. I've tried everything in my power to appreciate it, and I'm doing it. God, believe me, it is. But that's not enough. I appreciate the fact that the work of our band has touched the feelings of many people. I must be one of those narcissists (Courtney laughs bitterly) who only really appreciate things when they are alone with themselves. I'm too sensitive.
I need to freeze my feelings slightly in order to regain the enthusiasm I had as a child. During our last three tours, I've come to appreciate all the people I know personally and the fans of our music a lot more. But I still can't get rid of the frustration, guilt, or empathy I feel for everyone. There is something good in each of us, and I just love people too much.…
...so much so that I'm overcome by this fucking sadness, sad little sensitive, ungrateful fish man.
I don't know. <...> I appreciate it — very much — and I am grateful. But since I was seven years old, I began to hate all people just because it seems to people that getting along with everyone and sympathizing is so easy…
...probably only because I love and sympathize with people too much. Thank you all from the bottom of my burning, nauseating stomach for your letters and worries over the past years, I am too eccentric a moody person and I no longer have passion. So remember that…
...it is better to burn out than to fade away.
Peace, love, compassion, Kurt Cobain.
"Eerie deafening silence"
Happy memory to you, Kurt!...
Love and appreciate each other, take care of your children. Their future life depends on your upbringing and attention. May God protect you all!
#kurt cobain#memorial day#april 5#1994#nirvana#music#history music#music story#my music#music love#musica#spotify#my spotify#rock#rock music#musicians#musicians on tumblr#rock photography#Spotify#Aberdeen#Washington#grunge#alternative rock#punk rock#krist novoselic#dave grohl#hair metal
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tagged by: @emo-mmy !!! hi!!! running around in circles around you thank you for the taggg
im. putting this under a readmore because i realized i like talk so much and then i got embarrassed because this is so long and silly and i go on a billion tangents. tagging games fun though !!!
last song:
covering my face with my sleeve paws i may be silly. lately i am getting into vkei bc beloved people in my life are like "you would like it!!!" and i DO !!! this specific song is actually a cover of the op of the 80s rose of versailles anime which like is in itself a whole other fun thing to talk about because of its like influence but like OK its a good somg. its a good cover. lareine is no longer together but like the members have gone on to do other stuff !!!!
favorite color: pink and blue !! i am indecisive and it swaps... but i like those the most
currently watching: sara z's video on dear evan hansen!! for some reason. my yt algorithm is like all musical theatre videos. or episodes of kitchen nightmares. i don't even think i'm all that into theatre but i like listening to people who know more tear into it
last movie: i was like in agony trying to remember what the last movie i watched was and then i remembered. its twilight. it was twilight. im on a vampire kick right now it seems (but also it was like at a friends house and i was only half watching because they brought their pet rabbit out to hang out with us and i was playing with it the whole time and it was BITING ME !!!!) (but also i was like locked in for the baseball scene. the best scene in all of cinema.)
sweet/spicy/savory: cruel i cannot choose one... trapped between sweet and savory because while i love spicy things i cannot handle them ...... i feel like i like sweet things sliiightly more but. hmhm. like when you eat too many sweet things you end up wanting something savory yknow .....
relationship status: single ........... there is an obvious reason why i think you can tell from my posting (its that im annoying and do not shut the fuck up .........)
current obsession: unfortunately the vampire book series i have been like talking about so much, silver under nightfall and its sequel court of wanderers !! i am thinking of what i wouldve done differently in the sequel fkskfksf (also coming to the horrid realization that they were like setting up pegging but i dont think my guys ever got pegged. whats the point. truly. heres my editors notes. why didnt the main character get pegged? like theres so many things that were set up and mentioned and that didnt come to fruition and thats not my only critique its not JUST about pegging. but the lack of pegging is like representative of many of the issues i have with the book. why didnt he get pegged. they bring it up MULTIPLE times and yet we never saw the strap. they describe it in universe as being "shafted" and YEAH i certainly feel shafted !!! i need answers!!!!!!!! im OPENING my googledocs and writing the fic where he gets pegged !!!!!) this will like pass in a couple days im sure. i think. i hope
um also my fun game blorbos i think. yah
last thing i googled: "pin feathers" like the kind that birds have !! i dont remember the context anymore but they're like. developing feathers on a bird and sometimes they have BLOOD in them and then they are called blood feathers isnt that cool... i wish i was a bird
tagging: not tagging anyone in particular because i'm nervous about tagging people fksjkf BUT if you see this and you wanna do it please pretend like i am !!! tagging you !!! do these !!!!!!!! im tagging you in spirit if you want to do these. tagging you with. my mind. yipee
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You mind if I send another ship for the ask game? Protectshipping this time (◕ᴗ◕✿)
Absolutely! I did write a fic for them once, and I think that was my only real Tristan fic before I wrote my Carryshipping fic. I just don't do much with Tristan as a character, no offense to the dude. But that doesn't stop me from having headcanons!
Gives nose/forehead kisses
Tristan, all the time. He will smother Ryou in face kisses until Ryou manages to snag him into a "real" one.
Gets jealous the most
Tristan. We know he has a jealous personality, and he doesn't like how much attention Ryou gets from the girls.
Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive
It doesn't happen often, but sometimes Tristan goes a little too hard when he's out with Joey and the buddies, but Ryou is right there with them and drives him home.
Takes care of on sick days
Tristan is very caring and knows how to take care of Ryou. Ryou does his best when it's his turn but needs a little instruction (it's hard to know how to take care of people when you've always lived alone).
Drags the other person out into the water on beach day
Ryou is so afraid of getting sunburned that he doesn't want to go out into the sun, but Tristan makes him and they have a lot of fun—and Tristan spreads the aloe on his sunburns for him the next day.
Gives unprompted massages
Neither of them, they're really not the type. Maybe after they've been together for a long time, Ryou will.
Drives/rides shotgun
Tristan drives and Ryou is perched on the back of his bike like perfect little arm candy, being thrilled and excited and nervous all at once.
Brings the other lunch at work
I think Tristan beings it to Ryou, who's a little spacey and forgetful sometimes.
Has the better parental relationship
Tristan for sure, because Ryou is one of those characters where it's hard to have a worse parental relationship.
Tries to start role-playing in bed
Maaaaaaybe Ryou, if he's had a few drinks and he's feeling a bit silly, but he usually passes out halfway through. Sleepytime for him.
Embarrassingly drunk dancer
Ryou, but it would take a lot for that to happen. All the right circumstances would need to line up, like a Halloween party with his friends and spiked punch.
Still cries watching Titanic
Ryou. The idea of love that powerful just gets him everytime. Tristan didn't cry, but he'll hold Ryou while he does.
Firmly believes in couples costumes
Tristan suggests it in a very low-pressure way, and Ryou will go for it sometimes.
Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas
Tristan goes overboard, boy can't help it when he's smitten.
Makes the other eat breakfast
Tristan keeps his spacey little cryptid boyfriend happy and healthy, which includes making sure he eats good meals and takes his vitamins and all that good stuff.
Remembers anniversaries
Ryou always dies, and the first time Tristan forgets, he puts reminders in his phone and email so it doesn't happen again. Tristan felt so guilty for forgetting, he hates seeing Ryou upset like that.
Brings up having kids
I actually have no idea on this one. It's a coin flip for me. I see them as being more pet parents than anything else, though, idk.
BONUS HEADCANON
Ryou has the weirder taste in music while Tristan has very mainstream music in his playlists. Whenever Ryou uses his accounts for music, it screws up all his recommendations so badly. It takes forever to fix. Ryou is pretty oblivious to the fact that he's doing this, and Tristan doesn't say anything because he didn't want Ryou to think he doesn't like his music or doesn't want him listening to the stuff that makes him happy.
#answered ask#ask#protectshipping#headcanon#tristan taylor#honda hiroto#ryou bakura#bakura ryou#long post#enemyoflactose
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ok track by track review of Intellectual Property. GO!
as you wish anon. be warned this is literally like one of maybe 4 times i've listened to this album in full again
st*rfucker - a bit too saccharine on first listen but it has better replay value as time goes on. the beginning of the shoehorned jesus lyrics and the continuation of limo imagery to represent fame which is actually fitting admittedly bc just like a limo that is supposed to represent glamour and celebrity living, they are just as widespread and accessible as him and aren't really that glamorous at all. also this is me saying again wow he complains a lot about fame for someone who isn't really that famous. i still hate the cutoff at the end bc. cmon man. 7/10
real super dark - ok i did like the gilbert gottfried inspired melody i think that's fun actually. the song lyrics? uhhhhhh. just more complaining. if you have listened to any of the albums since fandom you are not missing much there other than the otto serial killer jokes he has inserted here? which is a choice i guess. instrumental is great tho. i feel incredibly stupid listening to a lot of the other parts of the song tho. 7/10
funeral grey - god i can't bear listening to this one on my own i'm sorry. live it's fine, but the studio recording i would rather kill myself than listen to again. IT'S SO ANNOYING. the terrible overenunciated vocals. awsten's attempt at humor by writing these wattpad fic lyrics that make me cringe to my core because i know there's a part of him being genuine. the one direction ripoff hook because he managed to get one of 1d's actual songwriters to help write the track. the only saving grace is the ending but at that point it's too late for any redemption. 2/10
brainwashed - ironically this was written with the 1d guy again and. i'm actually fine with this one LOL. it's simple and lowkey so it's considerably less annoying than funeral grey. considering awsten said the lyrics on this album were hypersexual, but it's 2023 so this is fairly tame, it just makes me wonder how much he has repressed in his psyche. 6/10
2 best friends - ok now we're back to simple annoying. if you tune out the lyrics enough, it sounds like disney channel filler music. but it's actually about ~~sExxxx~~ hahahahaha everything about this album so far is like reading fanfics clearly written by middle schoolers. awsten's sad about his situationship so he goes out with his 2 best friends to forget but it doesn't work :( but he could just fuck his friends bc it wouldn't hurt to try at this point. hey what if this was what the song was actually about that because in travis' insane songfic he made jawn and awsten hook up during this chapter #neverforget #riptravisficeventhoughmebitchingontumblrmadehimkillit 4/10
end of the water (feel) - hearing awsten try to hit those high notes reminded me of people saying brendon straining on his high notes on the last panic tour was like hearing a dog that needed to be shot out back for its own good. this is very obviously a charlie puth ripoff to the t because not only does he hit high notes that no man should ever reach, but i'm pretty sure the verse instrumentals rip off "light switch" by charlie. anyways more of "ughhhhh i'm not getting a text backkkkkk" that makes me want to throw awsten's phone into the pacific. i still don't know why kurtis conner is here and how this is supposed to relate to any of this at all. also actually now that i'm crossing checking the genius pages for these, the descriptions for these songs make them sound much better than they actually are lol. 3/10
self-sabotage - this one is mid on it's own but funny because i remember the amount of twitter discourse this song has spawned. "awsten's being toxic and misogynistic" did we not listen to some of the songs off fandom "awsten has bpd" what if he just sucks sometimes. the memories of this are more memorable than the song itself. 5/10
ritual - remember when i found out the soundbyte at the beginning was from an aids psa. good times. fine song other than the shoehorned soundbyte. the entire song is just a repetition of the verses and chorus like a ~~ritual~~ spooky! i like the flair vincente void adds with his screams i feel like this feature makes more sense because it's a song about protecting yourself from the doctrines of religion that harmed you when you were growing up and apparently vincente has known awsten since he was 13???? only thing i hate is the corpse ripoff ending so much so that i have a personal version where i edited that out. 8/10
fuck about it - BORINGGGGGG OH MY GODD. if you've heard one blackbear feature, congrats you've heard them all because they all sound the same and blackbear adds no energy whatsoever. he made a bayside instrumental sound boring you really can't underestimate him. anyways back to the song itself; the situationship has dissolved into pure sex and disinterest and annoyance outside of that and with the way awsten sounds like he plans having hate sex, i don't think he's ever had hate sex before. there's the ending synth i think is fun and that's the only reason this gets a point at all. 1/10
closer - it's a sweet song but um. haven't we heard this in a way before? *cough cough 21 questions* i think this is the closest (lol) parx comes to at a return to pre-fandom form, but when i listen to the chords too much i'm just like "did he lowkey rip off that one smashing pumpkins song". anyways it's just about needing to be closer to someone or ending the relationship completely. simple but effective but not nearly as effective as 21 questions for me sorry. 7/10
a night out on earth - ok i had physical tickets to the last tour bc i won them on idobi so i was like "THIS SONG BETTER BE AT LEAST DECENT BC I STILL HANG UP THE TICKET WITH THIS NAME" and it was at the least. it's like. a good waterparks song, but i feel like i've heard it already? my mind goes back to see you in the future but for these i can't tell who's ripping off who more lol. yeah i feel like other than some interesting production here and there it's a rehash of shit we already heard before. shoehorned religious lyric. fake ass band guys. "i turn my agony into songs and people only like when i'm hurt". "i've been dead since 2016" (part two). "i'm evil now. idgaf. wat ever."
and then i think the part that makes me go awwww but also confuses me is the im a natural blue radio interview snippet? like why does this all tie in together now. geoff's not even here bro how is this the only release where otto's the only one namedropped when awsten hasn't even named dropped him until last album. 80% the album is about some random relationship how is this supposed to tie into all of these.
idk i feel like i've just had this on my mind when when of my mutuals made their own analysis on awsten's mindsets towards life and said how he uses fear as motivation but his perfectionism keeps him from using failure as an editor and how this song was the peak example of this; the rehash of the same ideas over and over because despite his stubbornness, despite "ultimately -not- giving in to the perception that you’re worth ‘Demonizing'", he never confronts the problem for real, just compartmentalizes the problem away and doesn't truly overcome the root of his problems. that's what i feel like manifests in this album for me to be put off by it at its core. nothing ever changes, he just finds a new situation to complain at. maybe that's also why his fans never change even as new ones come though. maybe that's why we also stay stagnant in this with him.
again i get it, he's a public figure; if he did dive too deep into this and didn't choose to generalize the lyrics for his own sake, he would probably end up incriminating himself way too much and have a hard time performing some of these songs. but i can't help but wonder. if he's truly getting over a mental obstacle like that, or keeps himself so set on the future that he ignores the problems he never solved. like he always does. like he always seems to be doomed to. anyways, 7/10 song.
all in all, it's an album that tries to reach a concept of coming to terms with your sexuality and religious trauma all entwined in fame but in reality it's mostly just about a sucky situationship and awsten complaining again while putting in random religious references sometimes and the beginning and ending are about fame. my hot takes are: tennis imagery = gay sex, there's not enough of a distinction between "soulsucker" and awsten to make "album lore" when the overarching concept of parx's discography is "awsten's life sucks", and darth vader is luke's father. - iz
#i hope you liked this one anon and i hope it explains or relates to any other longtime fan's thoughts on the album#track by track
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@fujoshi-simone-weil tagged me in a "things to get to know me" game! Fun, thank you! You have the best url on tumblr. Also, someone else tagged me in this game, like, a month ago and I kept meaning to do it (it was on my to-do list and everything!) but I forgot and now it has disappeared from my notifications. Also, I don't 100% remember who it was. But still, I wholeheartedly apologize to that person for neglecting their tag. I don't love you any less. Anyway, on with the show!
Last song I listened to: Answer Me from The Band's Visit. You can take the theater kid out of the theater but you can't take the theater out of the kid. Or maybe you can. I don't know. I am taking a class on songwriting for musical theater right now so I am listening to more musical theater than I have in a while, though not as much as I did in like 2019.
Favorite color: Purple!
Currently watching: Nothing really? I'm not much of a TV or movie person. I just finished watching the Fionna and Cake TV show which was surprisingly good. My siblings and I watched all of Adventure Time together a while back (we like to rewatch cartoons together), so we all facetimed to watch the finale, which was really nice. I'd missed them :)
Last movie I watched: Hmm. I don't remember. Let's think...nope, still don't remember. Sorry film nerds of tumblr.com. I wish I was as cool as you.
Currently reading: Psychoanalysis: The Impossible Profession by Janet Malcolm! It's a really fascinating look into the underlying contradictions of psychoanalysis and also a great overview of the history, but it's all done through an actually engaging character study! I think it was originally a lengthy piece in The New Yorker, published around 1980. Also, I just started The Tale of Two Cities, which is very fun because the only Dickens I have ever read before is Oliver Twist!
Sweet/Spicy/Savory: I want to say savory, but the answer is actually sweet. I put wayyyyyy too much sugar in my tea for me to be picking anything but sweet.
Last thing I googled: The last thing I googled was "Ray Donovan Music" and I will explain why because, yes, I know that that doesn't make any sense. So, I am finishing up work on this song I am writing and whenever I get to that "almost done" stage, I post to r/Songwriting to get feedback because it's fun and occasionally helpful. And someone in the comments said that my song sounds like if "the little girl from Moneyball and Ray Donovan had a brainchild with Regina Spector [sic]." Which, like, ok. Let's unpack that. The comparison to Regina Spektor is very kind. I have gotten that a few times, though I think Reddit just doesn't know any other women who write songs on the piano. The little girl from Moneyball is such a funny comparison to me. Like, she's not a songwriter? She's just Brad Pitt's fictional child. But like, sure, I get what they mean. I sing kind of light and talky sometimes which makes it sound childlike, I guess, like a Moe Tucker sort of thing. But Ray Donovan??? I literally do not know what this commenter is talking about. All I can find for who Ray Donovan is the guy from the TV show. Like, does TV criminal Ray Donovan write songs or something? Is my song particularly evocative of the Ray Donovan soundtrack? Did this commenter mash together Ray Davies and Donovan's names? I asked him who he is talking about, but received no reply. Someone save me from this hell. Who is Ray Donovan and why did he birth my song?
Current Obsession: Still The Beatles, I guess, though it's not nearly as debilitating as it was a year ago. Which is quite nice, actually! I can actually be productive now.
Current Thing I'm Working On: Well, I've just about finished up the aforementioned song! All it needs is a title. Also, I'm writing a paper on The Epic of Gilgamesh, which is fun. The guy who wrote my translation is a professor at my uni so I may go to his office hours to ask him about it!
Ok, I tag @torchlitinthedesert, @idontwanttospoiltheparty, @veidelon, @theallenklein, and @mydaroga. I know this one already made the rounds though (I think) so no need to do it if you already did it. Or, really, no need to do it at all.
Cheers, everyone!
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Hello I was wondering if you could do some headcanons of the turtles with a gn autistic s/o pls?
Of course, I can do that.
(Tbh I haven't been screened yet, but I do think I have autism. We won't talk about that rn)
Here we go :)
Leo
He is definitely understanding.
He doesn't know much about autism, at least at first
Once you explain things to him, like how you see the world, things start to become clear to him
He starts learning your "tells" for when you're getting overstimulated
He also starts learning what overstimulates you- certain sounds/volumes, textures, scents, visuals, etc.
He's not perfect, but he's trying his best; he just wants to be a good boyfriend.
He always listens if you start talking about your special interest(s).
He loves seeing you get passionate about things, so though he may not understand what you're talking about all the time, he's always an active listener.
Raph
He tries. He messes up often, but he makes it clear it isn't your fault
He doesn't try to upset you, but sometimes he talks too loud or aggressively, which gets the wrong point across.
He actually starts getting guidance from Splinter about different forms of meditation. He wants to avoid as many miscommunications as possible.
They're still gonna happen, obviously, but he wants to work on it.
If you start talking about your special interest(s), he asks a lot of questions to try to follow what you're saying.
You text him random Fun Facts throughout the day.
(He really enjoys all of them and writes down his favorites)
He knows he isn't going to be the best boyfriend in the world, but he just wants to be better for you.
Donnie
He is definitely autistic, too
Out of all four of the brothers, he is the one who understands you the most.
He understands the overstimulation, understimulation, difficulty reading other people, "tuning people out," accidentally being too rude/blunt, stimming, etc.
If you both have similar special interests, you guys could bounce off of each other for hours.
You once went to school/work on an hour and a half of sleep because you two stayed up most of the night talking.
Because of how close you two are, you actually start learning to read each other pretty well.
He actually feels appreciated by you, which isn't something he feels all too often.
He often sends you links to cute animal videos while you're at work/school- he knows sometimes you need a mind break.
Mikey
ADHD/Autism Solidarity at its finest.
Like with Donnie, if you both start talking, the conversation could last hours.
The difference is that instead of being one topic, it's about several topics.
One topic leads into the next with ease, to the point where the original topic is vastly different than the final topic.
(Neurotypicals would probably have an aneurysm trying to follow that type of conversation)
He can't sit still for more than a couple minutes, so he often paces
If he sees his repetitive footsteps are bothering you, he'll go take a walk/run through the sewers/city for a bit
Once he gets enough energy out, he comes back and joins you once again
He loves his music- almost as much as he loves sharing it.
He quickly tells what types of songs overstimulate you more than others
(He makes a playlist full of songs you don't like so he remembers which ones not to play. He calls it "Do Not Play")
You two are definitely very close since ADHD and Autism do overlap quite broadly.
#tmnt 2014#tmnt 2016#tmnt#tmnt michelangelo#tmnt raphael#tmnt bayverse#tmnt leonardo#tmnt donatello#tmnt headcanons#autism#adhd
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