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v1olentdelights · 9 months

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Across a Crowded Room

Spencer Reid x reader - 2k words

TW: fire..., mention of like passing out and being in a hospital, just regular cm stuff, and my bad writing of how a fire starts? maybe

Summary: It had been a couple years since you and Spencer had seen each other. What happens when he gets a case in your hometown, and you reunite?

a/n: I can only think about having a job as a florist, so that's what we are gonna stick with. Hope you enjoy :) I know people cant just up and move... lets play pretend, okay. and thank you @magic-is-beauty for reading it over!

It had been a couple years since you had last seen Spencer Reid. You had met in a coffee shop you worked at. It was silly, but you had seen him come in a few times and thought he was cute, so you put your phone number on his cup one time. You could see how his cheeks turned bright red and how he turned towards you with a meek smile. Thank goodness he saw your number, because for the next 2 years you and Spencer would be best friends and dating. That was until he moved away.

On one of your many dates Spencer had told you he had big news. You were thinking that maybe he had been invited to teach.

“I’ve been invited to join the Behavioral Analysis Unit in Quantico, Virginia!” he exclaimed. And for the first time in your relationship with Spencer, you felt disappointed. Well not necessarily with him, more so that he was leaving you.

“Oh, that's great Spence.” You tried to sound enthusiastic and supportive. But even Spencer could tell you weren’t.

“You’re not happy?” It was more of a statement.

“It's not that I’m not happy, I am really happy for you! You have wanted this for so long. But you are leaving me, and I’m going to miss you.”

“Well, I thought maybe you could come with me? There are a lot of great opportunities, especially considering D.C. is right next door.”

“You know I can’t Spencer. I have a whole life here, family, a job, there is too much.” You could see the light in his eyes dim slightly. “I’m sorry, you know if I could that I’d be there with you every step of the way.”

“No, no I totally understand. I just wish you could.”

You both had spent your last few weeks together well, but you knew what him leaving meant. There was nothing you could do to stop the impending goodbye. And you guys tried to keep in contact, you really did. But your lives moved on and there seemed to be less and less time for you to talk to one another, so you just slowly lost contact.

Over that time, you had moved back to your small hometown to take care of your sick grandmother while you balanced school and her flower shop.

The BAU received a case in Spencer's hometown, your run of the mill arsonist. It was nothing too crazy, they were sure to be back to home base within the week. Thankfully only a few people had died and fewer were injured in the last couple of fires.

Upon their arrival he was hit with a wave of nostalgia.

“Come on! I want to show you my favorite ice cream parlor! There is even a great bookstore next to it!” You were skipping down the street with Spencer's hand in yours, and you were going a bit fast but he would never admit that.

You had been gracious enough to invite Spencer to stay with you in your hometown for a few weeks during his last summer (unbeknownst to you) with you.

“I’m coming!” he laughed as he sped up his walking a bit. That afternoon was one of the most memorable days you’d ever had. You were letting Spencer in on a part of your life only a few got to experience.

“Come on Reid.” Hotch's voice pulled him out of his memory. On their way to the station, he was watching his life pass him by the whole way there. The Sunday afternoon walks, the dates at the small ice cream parlor you loved. They passed 2 of the crime scenes, one of which was that diner, both burnt to a crisp.

As they were setting everything up, the team could tell Spencer's mind was somewhere else. No one mentioned it though thinking it was just the feelings of being home arising. There wasn’t much to go off of other than the locations and how the fires were started, a match and gasoline.

Hotchner had ordered everyone to go back to the hotel and get a few hours of good sleep and then come back ready to work.

Spencer had been pacing the room for the past couple minutes contemplating texting you. He hadn’t deleted your number, and even if he had, he would have recalled it from memory.

If he were to text, what would he say? He hadn’t texted you in over a year now. Would a sudden message be weird? Spencer honestly just wanted to know if you were alright, the idea of you being in trouble or hurt made him sick. Maybe he could just say he’s in town and see if you wanted to catch up before he leaves. He would decide tomorrow, hopefully after gathering more information about the unsub.

After deciding a town meeting would best get the word out and maybe reveal a few suspects, everyone gathered in the town hall. They were giving a short but in-depth profile to the public. Spencer was mid-sentence about an arsonist's motives when he caught a pair of familiar eyes staring right back at him.

It was you. He’d recognize your eyes anywhere. Derek's cough and Emily’s staring kept him talking, playing the pause off as him forgetting something. After delivering the profile he excused himself and looked for you in the crowd. He didn’t get far before you grabbed his hand, he whipped around to see your small smile. “Hey Spencer, it's been a while.” For a moment you both were still, but as if his brain had restarted, he wrapped you in his arms tightly.

“I’ve missed you.” Both of you not pulling away for a moment, just taking in the moment. “I was going to text you, but-” he cut himself off, you’d understand. You always understood.

“When I heard the buzz around town I almost texted you too. But then I remembered you're the one who catches the big bad guy, I should probably let you work.” You let out an awkward laugh. The last time you had seen him was when you were saying goodbye.

You had taken Spencer to the airport so you could say goodbye, it was filled with tears, mostly from you, and plenty of hugs.

“I’ll call you every chance I get.” he reassured you with a kiss to the nose, bringing his hand up to wipe away your tears.

“I know, but what if you can’t? What if you get hurt and die? How will I know you’re okay?” you sounded pathetic honestly, it was obvious that Spencer would be okay, he was on a team with some of the world's best profilers and was incredibly smart. But it didn’t stop you from worrying.

“I'll be okay, I promise.” he pressed a gentle kiss, holding you tightly. Then you watched him walk through security and onto his new life.

“I’ll always make time for you.” He said it in a way that sounded desperate, a way that told you he really meant it. But he could feel the team's stares, he knew that not only would they be wanting an explanation as to who you were; but that he also needed to get back to catching the unsub.

“You go do what you need to do.” You nodded to the team, “And call me if you have time for lunch or dinner, we can catch up.” you rubbed his arm up and down once before walking away. Oh, how he hated watching you leave.

“Sooooo, are you gonna tell us who that was?” JJ asked in a teasing tone.

“A girlfriend?” Emily joked as she bumped into Derek. Rossi and David had an uninterested look on their face, but were totally listening in.

“Yes actually. We haven’t talked in a while though.” he turned back towards the way you left, hoping to see you again.

Now time was running out, if they were able to trust the timeline of the last 3 fires, today there would be another. There were police frequently patrolling the streets. There wasn’t much more that could be done. The police station was buzzing, everyone looking into people who were suspicious. However, since they lived in the small town, their observations and conclusions had to be taken with a grain of salt.

Then there was the ringing of a phone, everyone stopped for a moment. Someone picked it up only to hear an address then the phone hung up. The force was gearing up and peeling out of the parking lot calling in for the fire department, as was the team.

You were tending to some of your assortments in the back when you heard the jingle of your doorbell.

“I’ll be with you in just a moment.” as you were finishing up you heard a liquidy sound from the front of the store. As you came out a burst of flames emerged in front of you, slowly your flowers began to catch fire. The posters and Styrofoam, the rug, everything was catching fire, but you couldn’t make your way past to get out of the building. The fumes were rising, you thought you could hear sirens faintly.

Trying to move away from the flames you made your way to the back room. There was another door that led into the alleyway. However, the door was locked, you kept twisting and ramming into the door, but nothing worked. You began to feel dizzy and almost sick.

Stumbling back into the wall for some support you slid into a sitting position. They covered what to do in this situation in school, but not to this extent. Just as you were about to fade out you heard someone yelling. In an attempt to get someone's attention you yelped as loud as you could, though it wasn’t that powerful, the first responders could hear.

You could make out someone's figure as they wrapped their arms under your legs and back and carried you out.

Waking up you could hear the beeping of the hospital machines. Your hand twitches but it was held by something, though it quickly squeezed your hand. Opening your eyes, you saw your handsome Spencer looking at you.

“Hey, you're alright.” he smiled at you as he grabbed the water next to your bedside. “The shop isn’t going to make it, is it?”

“No, I don’t think it is. But I’d rather you have made it instead of the shop. I’m sorry about that, but you should be pleased to know we caught the guy.”

“Doing your job perfectly, just like I imagined.” grabbing his hand again you squeezed it gently.

“I thought about you every day. There is this coffee shop down the street from my apartment and it's almost exactly like the one we met at. But you’re not there, so it's not as perfect. And when I take the metro home, I think about what I would say to you.” He looks earnestly into your eyes “I think about you all the time, and I regret not taking you with me.”

“I couldn’t come then, you know that. I had too much to take care of at home.” He shakes his head slightly in understanding. “But I guess now that my shop is burnt down… I don’t have much else, my classes are online, and my lease is almost up.” It was almost comical how his face lit up.

“You could come back with me to D.C. I mean, only if you want to.”

You both looked at one another in a new light. You could truly pick up and leave now, and it made you ecstatic for the future.

“Only until I find a place of my own for now.” You brought his hand up to kiss his knuckles.

“Until you find your own place.” He smiled constantly. Unbeknownst to him, almost his whole team was standing just out of sight, eavesdropping, preparing for a gossip session with Penelope.

#grace writes #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds fic #spencer reid #spencer reid x you #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fluff #criminal minds fluff #criminal minds #x reader #reader insert

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mugentakeda · 5 months

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its like I desperately DO want to explore Iroh maybe emotionally manipulating Zuko his very manipulatable nephew. NOT because I hate Iroh and think his actions in the show are all 100% manipulation but because I love him and how shitty he is. He's like shitty on accident and it's great.

"Whoops accidentally isolated my nephew whoopsies accidentally formed codependency with him. Oh well time to play scrabble" its so slay

THERES THIS UNFINISHED FIC I READ ON AO3 THAT GOES SUPER INTO THIS ACTUALLY i loved it so much it had such a heavy hand in changing how i view iroh (because when i was a wee middle schooler and first watched atla i too viewed uncle iroh as a do-no-wronger). at least the emotionally manipulating part. heres the link if you wanna read it :) now under the cut im about to spazz a bit on the topic of iroh and zuko and im not gonna make anyone read this word vomit unless they really want to LMFAOOO

the way i see it book 1 iroh was still in the dregs of grief over lu ten and was also still dealing w The Order which i imagine had him on thin ice for a WHILE before he managed to score the grand lotus promotion.

i personally dont think iroh was THAT distantly caring of zuko like he was portrayed to be in the fic i linked above and on the contrary i think he was having a Horrible Time during zukos recovery from his burn. but he was still distant in the way that he didnt know zuko that well yet and it was mostly the guilt on top of projecting himself and his feelings about lu ten onto zuko (the first of what will become Many) and thinking along the lines of “how could any father do this to their son, it angers me because id give anything to have lu ten back”, but then once iroh comes to love ZUKO then its “how could ozai do this to zuko”

but despite all that theres still a seven layer salad of problems, miscommunication, misunderstandings, guilt, baggage, and projecting. iroh comes to love zuko fiercely by the end of book 1 after he snaps out of his apathy and is forcibly booted from the ship, therefore a fugitive and therefore harder for The Order to access. SO, he can finally focus on getting ozais venom out of zuko. sadly, as ive said before, iroh only managed to get some of the venom out of himself not even a full decade ago. And its worse, because irohs an older adult.

thats not just a childhood and teenage years of propaganda and crimes. its a whole lifetime. And hes on time limits. sozins comet is coming. his nephew is really good at catching up with the avatar. the order tells him that sentiment and guilt cant get in the way of their goals. its a nice idea to realign zukos ideals with The Orders so iroh has an heir if he decides to take over once they hopefully topple ozai, or if he doesnt want to rule at all so zuko can take over instead- but if ozais venom reaches too deep and zuko cant be helped, The Order will take the measures necessary to remove him from the equation.

between the stress of trying to get zuko aligned with being ok with the avatar toppling his dad and sister and entire nation in less than a year with whatever methods the avatar sees fit, only like a few gallons of his own fire nation bullshit problems being flushed out a few years ago with plenty to spare so hes Really not the best at trying to get his nephew see things iroh himself doesnt even fully see, not realizing that zuko isnt the kind of kid that does well with vague proverbs and prefers it straight forward (and with enough tact to phrase things in ways that wont make him flip out when he hears things hes not ready to hear yet but at the same time without sugar coating), iroh is obviously not gonna do a perfect job.

matter of fact, id go as far to say hes not gonna even do a good job. ill give him one chewed up star and say he did a halfway decent job. a lot of people credit him for getting zuko on the right path as if he was the one that did the heavy lifting, when really he got lucky that zuko managed to pull himself out from under a fucking MOUNTAIN of deeply embedded propaganda and violent physical and emotional abuse trauma in under a few months versus iroh whos still working on it after YEARS. and his doesnt even include the abuse trauma. zuko is strong as fuck and that is his strength and nobody else deserves to be credited for that. iroh gave him pointers and a nudge in the right direction, but didnt give zuko a map and also made him take the route that involved zuko crossing the bridge with an evil goblin that would only let him pass if he solved his riddles three.

but DESPITE ALL OF THAT! despite all of that never getting properly resolved and discussed and brushed over- partly because brykes stinky asses giving irohs character the 180 and making him all ~hoity toity righteous ive never done anything wrong despite my obvious hypocrisy thats so bad it smells~ in book 3, partly because parents like iroh who have 100 million things wrong with them along with being bad at communicating barely Ever get their head right enough to sit and talk these things out with their kids, iroh and zuko still love each other so, so fucking much.

its the little things and the implications that get me the most?? iroh basically collapsing onto zuko during the siege of the north when he leaves zhaos ship and burying his face in zukos chest. zuko telling iroh that for the last time hes NOT playing the tsungi horn. iroh pestering zuko into going back to the port to find a fucking tile for a game that iroh can just buy new of and zuko just growling and stomping off. iroh pumping his fist and grinning at zuko beating up zhao during their agni kai. their banter. his nonchalance at zukos bluntness and rudeness. iroh bothering zuko into going to bed to no avail. his snarky remark at zuko sitting in his room in the dark instead of going on a walk with him. iroh sucking up their argument from the night before over ozai and going with zuko to join azula despite his suspicions while glowering at all the soldiers like a huge snarly bear protecting their cub. like UGHHHH THE VOICES THE VOICES!!!!

its just not a realistic parent child relationship if there arent an equal amount of softness to ease through the complicated tangles.

its the apology plate of cut fruit after the shouting match. you hate it because its like why wont you just say sorry to my face with your words, but then you realize you wouldnt know how to respond in words yourself, so you just eat the shitty cut fruit and say youre sorry back by doing some equally lame act of service later that day just to make the ground fully even again and all is forgiven without even having to say it outloud and both of you are thinking we’ll definitely talk it out later. later wont ever come but the love wont leave anyway so who cares (you both care).

i literally love them SO much dude i dont have enough words they have so many issues we should feed them ibuprofen by the spoonful and put them in a blender

#IM SORRY THAT THIS IS SO LONG ANON #this isnt even the 10 page thesis i told you guys about i could go on longer but i shall Refrain #HEURGHHHHH #asks

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jess050605 · 1 year

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Welcome to the Factory

Willy wonka x Reader

Chapter 1

The Bucket Life

Y/N lives in a house at the end of the street a few blocks away from Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory, You live with your Mum, Dad, Grandparents (Grandpa George, Grandma Georgina, Grandma Josephine and Grandpa Joe) and your little Brother Charlie, Y/N and Charlie has always wanted to meet Mr Willy Wonka himself but his Factory was closed for many years and he never came out but Grandpa Joe worked for Mr Wonka For years but was fired when Mr Wonka closed the Factory:

One Night Y/N and everyone else was waiting for dinner to be ready and Y/N and charlie's Dad walks in after a day of work. Dad: "Evening Buckets", "Evening" says Grandpa Joe "Hi Dad" Charlie And I Both say. "Charlie i found something i'd think you'd like" Dad said taking squished up toothpaste caps from his pocket and putting them on the table. "Exactly what i need!" Charlie says excitingly. "What is it Charlie?" I say while Charlie pulls out a whole model of Willy Wonka's Chocolate factory made out of Toothpaste caps and putting the one of the pieces that was on the table and put it on a little person "Dad Found it! the piece i needed" Charlie says excitingly "And what piece was it Charlie?" Grandpa Joe says curiously "A head for Willy Wonka" answers Charlie "Its Wonderful Charlie" I say with Joy "Yes very delightful is a quite a lightness" Grandpa Joe Says "You think so Grandpa?" I say "Think so? I know so, I saw Willy Wonka with my own Two eyes, I used to work with him you know?" He Says "You did?" Charlie says "He did" Says Grandma Josephine and Grandpa George "I love Grapes" says Grandma Georgina. "But I was a much younger man in those days" Grandpa Joe said. *time skip to after the story and while we were eating dinner after Grandpa Joe was talking about when Willy Wonka closing his Factory* "But it didn't close Forever.., its open right now" Charlie said "Well when Grown ups say Forever they mean a very long time.." Mum said, "And it seemed like it was gonna be forever but then we saw smoke coming out of the chimneys the Factory was back in business" Grandpa Joe said Joyfully "Did you get your Job back" I asked Grandpa Joe and He looked a me and answered "no.... no one did" disappointingly his smile going away "But there must be people working there.." I said, "Think about it Y/N Have you ever seen a single person going into that Factory or coming out of it" Grandma Josephine asks me "no the gates are always closed" I say "Exactly" Grandpa Joe said "Then who is running the machines?" Charlie asks, "No body knows Charlie" Mum tells him "Certainly is a Mystery" Dad says. "I would give anything in the world just to go in and see whats become of that amazing Factory...." I say hoping if i ever do get to go in the Factory but then Grandpa George Interrupts me "Well you wont, cause you cant no one can its a mystery and it will always be a mystery that little factory of yours Charlie is the closest as we are gonna get.." He said with a bit of anger then Mum stood up "come on Y/N and Charlie i thinks its about time to let your Grandparents get some sleep" Mum told us "Okay mum" We both say and we hugged everyone and said goodnight when we hugged Grandma Georgina she said "nothings impossible Y/N" and we both smiled at her, Charlie went of to bed i went to my bed "Goodnight everyone" He said "Goodnight Charlie" we all say and i went to him and gave him a kiss on his forehead, smiled and went back to my bed and went to sleep.

#fanfic #fanfiction #charlie and the chocolate factory #willy wonka #willy wonka x reader #johnny depp

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mumscarian · 2 years

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i promised yall that id tell you about my superhero au, so here it is! thanks to all the anons who reminded me abt it, i 100% would not have remembered otherwise. Anyways, take this, and hopefully ill even write it one day lol.

Scar's the hero, Grian's the vigilante, Mumbo's the villain

they are all HORRIBLE at their jobs

You know that one vine by ProZD about the villain who kept accidentally doing good things? that's mumbo. real doofenshmirtz-esque guy.

scar is so clumsy that he practically does mumbo's job for him. he tries to save a cat in a tree and ends up burning the tree down somehow

grian technically can't be bad at his job, seeing as he is a chaotic neutral in his situation. he's charismatic and often gets the better of scar and mumbo, but is very oblivious when it comes to citizen stuff.

there are a few rules to the meta of this au, which are laws of the universe-- unless its really funny or angsty, and in that case: laws were meant to be broken

1. whatever mumbo and scar do, either it is cancelled out by themselves, the other, or grian puts a stop to it. (example situation: the tree scar accidentally sets on fire (mentioned above) is extinguished by mumbo's evil freeze ray, which he was using to try to kill scar. grian was the one who put the cat in the tree in the first place.) 2. Grian, in roadrunner fashion, always gets the upperhand in the end, though there are times when it seems like either the law or mumbo have truly caught him, just for the ✨drama✨ 3. Grian can make anything work, as long as its sticking to the bit. a true looney tunes man. he has the power of the Absurd on his side.

Grian's superpower is his wings, which he can summon at will

Mumbo's is shapeshifting. i dont exactly know what kind of shapeshifting yet, but i did have a cool idea that if he didn't carefully maintain his form, bits of him start flaking away until he's just Void with a mustache tacked on (the mustache never leaves LOL but he does wear a mask as a villain)

Scar desperately hides his superpower, and just uses his outstanding charisma to avoid the question. (he can turn into a cat <3)

As citizens, they are all Very Normal and Not Suspicious At All! Except for grian. lord help that man, he wouldn't know secrecy if it shat on his shoes. It should be an open secret by now, but through a series of comical yet confusing events, his identity is still a secret to the public. for now.

Speaking of Grian, he works at a coffee shop, because I'm in love with cliches. Mumbo is an redstone engineer, and scar is a landscaper. Grian wants to be an architect, but he had to drop out of college for a couple of years. He's taking it online this year tho!

they all know each other, but mumbo's the only one suspicious of anyone's identities

grian and scar, disguised in their hero gear, routinely flirt with each other's and mumbo's civilian identities. mumbo can't because a villain cant exactly flirt with civilians without them throwing a brick at them LOL

the flirting has No Effect on mumbo (besides him being suspicious ig) until he figures out their real identities and the realization that oh my god grian and scar are flirting with me kicks in and he gets incredibly flustered.

i mentioned before that the whole "villain goes to hero's house all broken and battered saying 'i didn't know where else to go'" and that definitely happens. at one point. i dont know where or when but it definitely happens once the story reaches a more serious and less cartoony point. ill make it happen. i dont have much of an actual plot in mind, if you couldnt tell. haha.

thats all i have baiii

#this is loonnnngg overdue #my kind of post #gtws #grian #mumbo jumbo #hermitshipping #astro writes #mumscarian #i. dont have a name for this #superhero au #sure fine whatever

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bitchyglitterfox · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 2: Floor Sex - James Potter x F!Reader

Kinktober Master List

OOOOO my first Harry Potter fic!! A fuck JK Rowlings statement! Anyway everyone in this fic is 18+ this one kinda got away from me ngl it was fun! as always thank you @the-purity-pen for the prompt list!!

Warning: SMUT, choking, floor sex, public sex, exhibition if you squint, getting walked in on, bad British slang, talks of blow jobs

Words: 631

“Shh little dove,” James says as he places his hand over my mouth as I arch my back, he thrust into me as we lay by the fire in the Gryffindor common room, “we dont want to wake everyone up, do we?”

“N-no we-Fuck James right there fuck” you try to keep your moans down as he brings you to your sweet release. Floor sex while fun during the moment but after you always end up hot and sore after. But there was no need to think about that now as James Potter was fucking your brains out in front of the fire.

You whine as he pulls out of you, “Oh dont worry baby, Im not through with you yet, on your knees.”

You follow instructions and lean on your hands and knees facing the fire, the heat warming you as the days become colder with the coming winter.

James slips back in your cunt from behind, you feel him deeper than before as you let out a moan and lean your head on your fists.

“Shit little dove, your pussy is magic and it put me under a spell,” he says as he begins to pound back into you. Ever since you two became a thing at the end of summer before you had to come back for your 7th year, you have been going at it like rabbits. A few times pad foot and Moony have both almost caught you going at it, luckily both times James used his cloak of invisibility.

“Fuck, Jamie, please keep going, just like that, fuck” you moan just a bit too loud causing James to put his hand around your throat and pull you up towards his chest as his hand slips down to your clit, giving you the sweet friction.

“Didn’t I say to keep your voice down kitten?” He says as he pounds into you harder feeling as though he's fucked into your stomach.

“Yes sir,” he’s almost fucking your dumb.

He loves watching your tits bounce as he pounds into you, the slapping of skin and his grunts into your ear, as well as his fingers nimbly working the bundle of nerves, brings you close to your release.

“James, I-I’m so close,” You say as tears begin to develop in your eyes due to the amazing amount of pleasure he brings as his cock hits just right inside you.

“Fuck, baby I’m close too, lets cum together little dove. Just a few more thrusts”

You reach behind him trying to pull him as close to you as he can. A moan dies into your throat as you feel the orgasm break through you just as James hits him causing him to bite down on your shoulder so he can silence himself, you feel him paint your walls white with his cum as both of your essences mix.

He gently pulls out of you causing both of you to hiss by the overstimulation. He lays on his back as you lay on his and grab the blanket from the couch that was long forgotten once you both began your escapade.

“Just give me a second and then i will get you all cleaned up, alright little dove?”

You giggle and begin to speak when a voice in the dark startles you both.

“Bloody hell, if youre going to shag at least do it where we cant see you, idoits especially in the common room” Sirius says with a sleepy look.

“Sorry padfoot, we tried to be quiet as we could be,” you giggled.

“Yeah, yeah just no more shagging in the common room”

“Says the one getting a Jobby from the Ravenclaw Prefect last week on the couch,” James says. At that Sirius scurries back up towards the boy's dorms.

#the marauders x reader #bitchyglitterfox writes #marauders #the maraunders map #james potter x reader #marauders era #the marauders #james potter fic #james potter one shot #dead gay wizards #tppkinktober2022

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hi Helii i dunno if you already made a post about this, but I'm curious if u thought of a different plot and ending for httyd 3 cause recently i've been thinking about that a lot and i like to hear people's opinions about the movie!

hi nonnie !! ive made 2 posts abt my opinion of httyd3 (ein) (zwei) but since then ive read things like directors commentaries and excerpts from the art book so theyre not Very complete (but still representative—i just give some of the people who worked on it too much leeway LMAO)

honestly i havent thought of a different plot or ending that much, mainly because there are a Lot of things that bug me about the movie and changing all of them would kinda make the fixed version™ almost unrecognizable, but i can give u some quickfire easy decisions i think wouldve made the movie better

replace the Light Fury with a pack of Night Furies that escaped to THW. i dont understand the fascination with making Toothless the last NF because the "propogation of the species" genetically cant happen if he is, despite what Dreamworks REALLY wants u to believe by having Nightlights be a thing 1300 years later. every single NL u see after the 3rd movie is horrifically inbred !!

scrap New Berk. the "Old Berk" location was so important to its people that they defended it from dragons for 400 years, they wouldn't just pick up and move. also, the overcrowding problem is a non-issue because there's so much room on that island to expand onto and Hiccup is not that much of a dumbass*

show Toothless struggling with leaving Hiccup to chase the LF (or NFs)—maybe he tries to drag him along and theres something that forces them to separate for Hiccup's safety

in that vein ^ there are like 3 total scenes where Hiccup and Toothless are together and that really cheapens the emotional followthrough so... have them be friends again. the 2nd movie, the first time we see them goofing off and chatting alone with each other, showing the audience how strong their bond is and what their dynamic is like. i dont remember if the 3rd movie has Anything like that

speaking of which LOSE THE "dragons are wild animals" POINT. this is a major inspiration for the movie so its one of the things that would change the Whole Story but Dean needs to make up his fucking mind over whether the dragons are gentle, intelligent, sapient creatures who know how to perfectly understand human speech and body language or wild, dangerous animals who need to be "free" from humans (the former is how dragons have been treated by every piece of httyd media until the third movie and the latter contradicts everything, is less interesting, and destroys the previous themes entirely so guess which i prefer)

adding on, stop treating Hiccup like garbage. he didn't find Toothless when he was a baby dragon and nursed him back to health before keeping him and thats all Toothless has ever known. Toothless had spent 15 years prior to befriending Hiccup being a dangerous. wild dragon and blowing up Berk. He's been "free" almost twice as long as he's been friends with Hiccup. LAY OFF, his concerns about Toothless are valid.

i've talked about this before but Hiccup is a terrible chief in this movie and the role shouldve gone to someone better qualified, like Astrid. unlike what some of the directors would have u believe, it IS mature to recognize ur bad at something and hand it off to someone who is more competent (especially if its a job like leadership) bc usually sticking to it gets u Fired. *he makes dumbass decisions so the villain can look smart and this is literally the only reason why he makes them i promise u

same point: Toothless is also a bad alpha in this movie. the premise of a single dragon ruling over all other dragons in the world is Really Bad in of itself, but we don't see Toothless do anything like what Valka's Bewilderbeast did in httyd2—sure he's smaller, but give us a few scenes of him being kind and patient with his people. don't have him order everyone into cages because his girlfriend might get hurt

REDEEM THE DEATHGRIPPERS none of them did anything wrong

treat the side characters with some modicum of respect. this movie does absolutely jackshit with Valka other than make Snotlout have a creepy crush on her and everyone has caught brainworms to make Hiccup and Astrid look competent in comparison.

do not. focus on Hiccup and Astrid's relationship as much as u did. u already failed to deliver a "call to the wild" story in Toothless and the LF, the audience does not need more ammo to get "romance is more important than friendship" out of your movie. having Astrid's role completely reduced to "supportive girlfriend" and "Hiccup's True support", along with how Valka was treated (god that goodbye scene with her and Cloudjumper makes me so sad and angry and NOT for the reasons the writers want) and the LF's design being Like That on PURPOSE (also every single model being airbrushed for Prettyness reasons) kind of shows what Some People making the movie think of women

even discounting ALL of these ^ gripes, of which i have More, trust me (i didnt even get into my problems with Grimmel because honestly i do not remember enough of that twat to properly articulate my issues w him), i would be happy if the end went 1 of 2 ways:

Berk moves inside or near THW in order to keep being the defenders of the dragons, and the LF growing closer to Hiccup is representative of the hidden world dragons growing closer to Berk, illustrating that yes, coexistence is possible and good and benefits them both

the dragons gradually leave on a case-by-case basis, but Toothless never leaves Hiccup, and Hiccup grows old always waiting for him to visit. Hiccup writes a memoir of his experiences with dragons to hopefully educate the younger generation when they decide to come back. this mirrors the books' ending far better and gives the dragons the agency they deserve

i do not think there is a world where every dragon on earth leaves to THW and is simultaneously a good ending which portrays the right themes. Dean's fascination with "there were dragons when i was a boy" kneecapped the entire plot. you do not write stories starting from how you want them to end, especially if they're stories based off a beloved franchise with already established dynamics and themes. the Reason why so many plot elements are so contrived, why so much character development is lost, why httyd's theme of tolerance, cooperation, and the power of love is hamstrung, is because they Really Wanted an end where there are no dragons and they were Completely willing to do anything to get there (also Dreamworks is shit to its artists but whats new)

anyway. NONNIE. if u ever end up thinking More about an alternative version of httyd3 tell me!!!! i'd love to hear YOUR ideas and if u cannot tell talking abt this is so fun and engaging for me so i will listen !!!!! i love u for talking to me have a good day <3 <3 <3 <3

#i just woke up AHJgdg hi!!!!!#long post #i really only have so many issues with thw bc the other 2 movies are so good. i REALLY love all of the httyd media preceding thw #like they set such high standards #so in comparison thw is such a . let down. like the animation is pretty good and the lighting is gorgeous but its got no substance #nothing to indicate they put as much time and care into it as the other movies or even tv shows #thus. my now 3 essays talking abt why i dont like it #LMFAO #httyd

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Just realized The Young Master will have to pick a name at some point and all I can imagine is this fuzzy hulking adolescent space bat insisting it should be Mr. Case because of the upper and lower cases on printing presses.

This is generally fine but Pages feels it's too broad, unless it aims to mean all cases. Like luggage. You know, hoping to stir some more ambition in its child.

This prompts the Most Offended Rant about how it doesnt WANT to be broad, but too many things have the same WORD in English and how english is STUPID and it cant be Mr. Words because that is only vaguely related and it cant be Mr. Type because it wants phonographs too. And sure, if its handling type writers its not going to have the cases in the same way but, see point one: English is stupid.

This results in both bats pouting for a few hours. Young Master bc its frustrated and Pages because its overwhelmed with the realization that its child threw out Mr. Words without even hinting it wanted to take Pages job.

"Fourty years of raising and our young won't even consider deposing me!" It moans, head eclipsing its partners lap as it reclines in their nest. Its expression is distraught, though its partner is not entirely sure why. Another cultural thing, he assumes. A soothing pet between its horns seems to relax it a touch. "It should be planning to outstrip me in wealth and status-- instead it plots to lend..."

Its eyes narrow as if something sour had crawled through its teeth.

"... cooperation."

"Not embellishing tonight, love?" He ignored the withering look shot up at him and took to scratching slowly through Pages' neck fluff in small circles. "I think its sweet, our pup wanting to help."

Pages expression hardened and gripped his wrist, eyes suddenly fierce.

"Sweet does not have a place for us. It is weakness to act this way before its place is established!" It shook his arm a little as its voice managed to rise in pitch. "If it is to survive, to maybe one day see the Wilderness--"

Here it sat up and hunched, back firmly to him. It took a few measured breaths before turning back to its partner, eyes now full of an alien misery that took it whenever it thought too long on the High Wilderness. When it continued, its voice was hard.

"It must never assume kinship will mean friendship, safety." A beat of silence, followed by a wry look stealing over its muzzle. "It is more human than I... anticipated. You thwart me again."

Shaking his head, he took Pages' hand in his own, fingers tracing the boney joints.

"Kids will be what they will-- best we can do is steer. One day you'll get back to your Wilderness and it'll be with you." Pages opened its mouth, but was cut off with a knowing look and a squeeze. "You will see it again, love, even if I can't go with you-- our pup can. I know it's hard, teaching them how to be a curator when their human comes out. But you're doing great, for having to teach someone that's half me."

"You, too, are too soft." The statement lacked the heat of any actual admonishment. It gently ran a claw along his cheek, seemingly lost in thought for a long while. "Perhaps an alliance is not as disastrotrophic as I feared."

"There's my Pages." A warm smile helped ease the Master back into his lap, though the mood was now more solemn than tense. He restarted his slow scratches and earned a hum, Pages' eyes drifting almost closed. "It'll be fine. At worst we tell it to treat everyone like they're Fires after the union pamphlets."

"That.. might not be a terrible course of action."

Meanwhile Young Master is debating if Mr. Ink would be too close to Pages deal or no. Mr. Mechanism, because... mechanisms? No, no, that's not it. Maybe Case is fine, actually. And maybe it could branch out later to detectives because they work cases-- wait, parent has Reliables. Fuck. Names are hard. It gives up and steals a watermelon from Apples.

#The Young Master #i was inspired

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"Mamaaaa? You m u s t have had a favorite bedtime story, as a girl."

"Won't you tell it to me? I cannot sleep..."

"I did have a favourite bed time story. It's an old Bulgarian story called 'the most precious fruit." She smiled and patted the couch next to her, waiting for the eager baby Petrova to settle in and finish shifting this way and that, in an attempt to be as physically close to her mother as absolutely possible short of OSMOSES.

Katerina started to idly run her fingers through Lizzy's hair as she continued to speak.

"So essentially, this old man has three sons, and hes decided he wants to leave his entire fortune to just one of them. He cant decide which one deserves it the most so naturally- he makes it a competition. He calls all three sons into his study and says 'I will give you each a bag of gold. Go walk the world and bring me the most precious fruit. The one who brings me the most precious fruit of all, will get my whole fortune.' I gotta tell you I am with this man fruit is the best." She chuckled, taking a moment to look down at Lizzy before she continued. Fingers still idly playing with her daughters soft curls.

"Three years pass and all of his sons return. He addresses the first son, asking if he'd brought him the most precious fruit. The son replies 'I believe the most precious fruit must be the one that tastes the sweetest! I have walked the earth to find you white grapes, I believe them to be the sweetest of all!' and of course as all stoic fathers with no emotions he simply replies with 'good job son.' and then addresses his second son." She paused pt press a quick kiss to the top of her daughter's head. Honestly it surprised her, it was so instinctual she hadn't even thought about it. Katerina cleared her throat and continued her story.

"The second son talks about how he believes the most precious fruit must be the rarest. So he traveled south to find his father fruit that did not grow in their country, and brough him back several. The hands off father thanks his son and says he will take one of the offered rare fruits. Finally he addresses his youngest son. 'what have you brought?' but he sees his son's hands are empty. 'Why have you returned with nothing?' he questions." This is Katerinas favourite part, and honestly a huge contributing factor to why she is the way she is... in certain regards.

"The youngest son confesses that he indeed has nothing in his hands, for he did not spend his money on anything he could eat. Instead, he spent it going to school, studying for three years. He states that the fruit he has come to offer his father is not one he could physically see, for it is in his heart and in his head, and he believes that to be the most precious fruit." She leaned her head against Lizzys and smirked.

"When daddy dearest heard these words, he said happily, 'You succeeded in bringing me the most precious fruit. You deserve the inheritance the most because there is no fruit more precious than those which give a man knowledge." You could tell in her voice that she was smiling as she said the last line you didn't need to see it.

"Your grandfather told me that story. When I was really little. It's actually one of the very very few happy memories I have with him. He used to sit me on his knee in front of the fire and tell me that story before bed sometimes." She paused, the smile fading from her voice.

"Anyway that story taught me that the most valuable thing in the world is knowledge, and it hasn't failed me since. Now I pass that on to you, like I did Nadia when I carried her." Oh yes, Katerina had spent many a night telling her unborn child stories. Now she finally got to tell one to Lizzy. Speaking of, she looked down at the seemingly dead weight daughter of hers. "You're not even awake still are you?" She teased softly.

Truth be told she didn't mind if she wasn't. This right here? This might be the first time in her life she's ever second guessed what the most precious fruit truly is...

#answered #headcanon #STOP IM SOBBING #SHE DESERVED TO BE A MOTHER #JUSTICE FOR KATERINA

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compassionatereminders · 2 years

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Hey, what is up? Kat? I just wanted to vent, if thats alright. Im an old man. As in, Im pushing 30. In another couple years. Im pretty exhausted. Im in and out of treatment and never taken seriously when I do go. I have an incredibly hard time holding a job. Anywhere from 1 to 3 months is about my max at each place and then anywhere from 1-6 months to find a new one. I have only been able to survive now because of the help from my mom, but I am getting older so she is too, you know what I mean? I have been homeless before. I feel now I am preparing to become homeless again. I am currently working, but I dont know how long it will stick. Im actually a little suprised they have not fired me yet given I stopped showing up to half my shifts so that I can instead sleep, cry, or numb myself or all 3. I have bursts of energy for like a week or a day or a few hours, but affer that it's just gone and im depressed and useless. Everyone just thinks I am not trying hard enough, but work (and therapy and anything that requires more than one visit a month) is hard for me to be consistent with either because my mental health will make it so or the prejudice from being trans just gets old and exhausting. Something about knowing a lot of the world just wants you dead and gone makes that voice in your head telling you that nobody would care if you died a whole lot more valid. I just, dont want to be one of those guys living under a bridge that most people cant even stomach making eye contact with, but I dont know what I can do to change it. I just want to give up. Im not sure at which point it was supposed to have gotten better for me, but it never did and I am still trying, but I just dont know why anymore. It doesnt work. I still fail. Its never enough for anyone. And Im so tired.

To me it sounds like you're doing your best to cope in a system which is refusing to meet you halfway and that the actual reason you're struggling so much is the treatment and accommodations you haven't been receiving. It's hard to keep pushing when the people meant to support and accommodate you through your struggles aren't even taking you seriously and when the kind of resources you need aren't offered. And it's not on you that it's hard. I don't have a solution for your situation, and I'm definitely not qualified to guide you through it, but I hope it helps a little to know that someone sees that you're trying and that you deserve better than being blamed for struggles which are outside your control.

#chat with kat #transphobia tw #homelessness tw #ableism tw #medical neglect tw #medical abuse tw #negativity tw #internalized ableism tw #poverty tw

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bernadettelovestokiohotel · 1 year

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Confession Part 2

Everyone sat down in a circle,around the camp-fire.

The gang was just talking and making jokes,then Bruce wanted to know what has been bothering Vance so much.

"Vance?"

Bruce said as he looked directly in Vance's eyes.

"hm?"

"Is everything okay?You seem really..."

Bruce stopped.He didn't even know how to describe it.

"I seem really what?"

Vance asked.

"sad,tired...is there something bothering you?"

Vance paused for a second.For the first time,after all these long years,somebody asked him how he felt.He didn't know how to respond to that.Should he lie and say he's alright?Should he tell the truth and take it all out?Both of the choices seemed like way too much.

"..."

Vance was silent.

"Aw c'mon man..you can tell us anything."

Robin reassured Vance.

"is everything okay?"

Gwen asked.

Suddenly,tears were falling down on the brown,hard ground while the tall blonde sniffled and holding in his tired scream for help and rest.

"NO!NOTHING'S FINE!."

Vance yelled angrily.But then again you can see and hear he was so exhausted and sad.

"I CANT CATCH A GODDAMN BREAK.NOT ONCE,IN THESE 10 YEARS,HAVE I SLEPT PEACEFULLY,OR JUST HAD A SMALL MOMENT FOR MYSELF WHERE I DID WHAT I ENJOYED."

He started,he was finally bursting.After 10 years of bottling up the emotions he held inside..it finally burst.

"THEN THERE'S MY FATHER WHO KEPT ABUSING ME AND MY LITTLE SISTER EVERY SINGLE GODDAMN DAY,AND NOW IS BEGGING US TO COME BACK AND APPARENTLY WANTS TO BE A GOOD FATHER NOW."

Vance argued as he tightened his fists.

"That bastard...THAT FUCKING BASTARD TELLS ME THAT I DID THE BARE MINIMUM FOR ELIZA.BARE MINIMUM???I SPENT MORE THAN HALF OF MY LIFE,TAKING CARE OF HER AS SHE WAS MY OWN CHILD!"

He continued.He couldn't contain his anger anymore.

"I WASHED ELIZA'S SHITTY DIAPERS!I PICKED LICE OUT OF HER HAIR.!I LEARNED TO COOK WHEN I WAS 10 BECAUSE MY FATHER COULDN'T GET OFF HIS ASS AND DO IT HIMSELF,I DROVE TO THE HOSPITAL 4 TIMES IN ONE NIGHT BECAUSE I KEPT THINKING ELIZA'S FEVER WILL GET WAY WORSE AND SHE'LL PASS OUT.SHE ALWAYS CALLED ME DAD WHEN SHE WAS YOUNGER CAUSE OUR REAL ONE COULDN'T BOTHER TO STICK AROUND!"

Vance just kept going.He never told anyone about this,so this was really heavy for him and the gang.

"I'd die for Eliza!.I love her like my own child!And I'd do anything for her!"

Vance yelled as he started shaking.

"BUT NOT ONCE IN THESE 10 SHITTY YEARS DID I EVER HAVE ANYONE ASK ME "HEY ARE YOU OKAY?" OR "HEY YOU CAN TALK TO ME"!NONE OF THAT!"

"I NEVER HAD THE TIME TO PLAY WITH TOYS OR HAD THE TIME FOR MYSELF BECAUSE I WAS FORCED TO PLAY A ROLE OF A FATHER AT THE AGE OF 9!"

Vance lowered his head and covered his ears.He expected to be laughed at for showing emotion.But after a few seconds,he looked up,seeing everyone's faces.

Griffin had a very sad look on his face.Robin looked worried and upset.Finney was holding Gwen,he looked very guilty.Gwenny looked upset too Billy,surprisingly looked really upset too.And Bruce looked like he was about to cry his eyes out,the guilt was killing him.

Robin smiled at Vance,who was curled up in a ball with his ears covered.Robin then pat his shoulder.

"good job for getting it out,buddy."

Robin said.

"we're here for you,Vance."

Finney added,smiling.

"even after all that,you still managed to be an awesome friend to us."

Griffin stated,putting a grin on his face.

This made Vance cry even more.

Bruce spread his arms.

"c'mere!"

Bruce said.

Vance cried out,laughing as he was hugging Bruce tightly while everyone immediately ran to hug him too.

"I love you guys so much!!.."

Vance yelled while crying,but still smiling.

"we love you too!"

The gang shouted as they hugged him tightly.

After an hour of calming a bit down,everyone felt way better,especially Vance.

"and guess what I bought.."

Robin said as he reached for his back-pack.He pulls out a few bottles of beer.

"ooooo..beer."

Vance said.He really loves beer and drinks it whenever he can.

"I know you've had a hard time,you deserve a break man."

Robin said as he handed the beer to Vance.

"thanks."

Vance thanked him,smiling.

Vance reached for his guitar and started playing a bit.

Bruce rests his head on Vance's shoulder and was trying his hardest not to fall asleep.

This flustered Vance a bit,but he wouldn't complain at all.

After a while,Griffin got a great idea.

"Let's make s'mores!"

He yelled.

The group started making s'mores.

"Oh,Vance!Yours is completely burnt!"

Griffin said to remind Vance.

"I know,i like them burned."

Vance smiled.He takes the marshmallow that was still on fire and put it in his mouth.

"VANCE NO!"

Finney and Bruce yelled in a panicky tone.

"GO VANCE GO!!"

Gwen and Robin were just hyping him up,while Billy and Griffin were laughing their asses off.

Vance was just laughing and smiling the entire time.He felt really chill and happy for the first time in years.

After the gang finished eating the delicious treat,Bruce felt a bit sleepy.

Bruce yawned.

"I'm going to the van to sleep..goodnight guys"

He said as he got up to get in the van.

"night Bruce!"

Everyone wished him a goodnight and continued with their conversations.

After about 10 minutes,Vance wanted to return his guitar back into the van,but the he looked behind him,seeing Bruce,still awake,wearing Vance's AC/DC shirt,staring out the window.

"i thought you went to sleep?"

He said.

Bruce got startled a bit.He didn't even hear Vance entering the vehicle.

"oh..yeah..I couldn't fall asleep.."

Bruce looked down.

"oh!Sorry i took it without your permission.I got a bit cold so..I took your shirt..They have a very nice smell and are very warm.."

Vance pulls Bruce's waist and grabbed his face with his thumb and index finger.

"please tell me that you want me."

Vance said.

Bruce blushed as red as a tomato when he heard that.

"w-wha-"

Before he could even get a few words out,Vance already kissed him on his soft cherry colored lips.Bruce couldn't deny a kiss from Vance Hopper so,he happily kissed him back.

They layed down on a seats as Vance started kissing Bruce's neck gently while Bruce was caressing Vance's head.

"I love you,darling."

Vance said as he looked up to see his beautiful black eyed lover.

"I love you too, handsome."

Bruce answered,as he kissed his blonde haired lover.

At around 8 in the morning,the gang woke up outside,except for Bruce and Vance who were all cuddled up in the van.

After they got ready,Vance started driving back to their town.

"this was so much fun!"

Gwen said.

"yeah!"

Griffin agreed.

"So..you guys are like a thing now???"

Robin asked.

"yeah.We're together now"

Bruce said,smiling.

"gay."

Robin said.

"You proposed to me with a ring pop when we were 9.You got no room to talk."

Finney said,laughing.

"I WAS 9 OKAY???"

Robin yelled to defend himself.

The rest of the gang laughed.

This was a fun trip.I mean,it did have its sad moments,but also funny moments.That's the thing about life in general,you'll have your sad moments, you'll have your happy moments,and in the end you'll always find something new.

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Hi!I'm so so glad I managed to get this out today!I hope you enjoyed it!I personally enjoyed writing this!

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surveysonfleek · 2 years

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1632.

If you have a job, who’s your closest friend at work? i have a few work besties. but id probably say alex and ella, theyre the ones i actually speak to regularly outside of work even though we see each other all the time

Do you have any exercise equipment in your home? just dumbbells that ive literally used twice haha

Were your parents born in the same country they now live in? nope. they were both born overseas and met here in australia.

How did you celebrate New Years last year? lmao. i had covid. it was the first new years i think ive ever spent alone, ever. and i was completely fine with it. deciding on where to spend nye has always been such a hassle for me

What would you do if you found a wallet containing $100 on the street? i’d check the id then mail or personally drop it in their letterbox (if it’s close by)

Have you told anyone you love them today? no

How many hours of sleep did you get last night? about 7? my body clock is always on point

Are you in any physical or emotional pain right now? slight physical pain. my lower back hurts which is kinda concerning.

What’s the time right now? 7:49pm

Is the sun still up, or is it dark? it’s dark now

Have you seen all The Hunger Games films that have been released so far? yes. but tbh i hardly remember them except the first one

Is there an automatic fog light in your yard? nope

When was the last time you used the bathroom? 30 min ago

How many living grandparents do you still have? none :(

Are you currently in a relationship? yes

Have you ever heard people having sex in the next room? in a hotel room in vegas, yeah. it was a trashy hotel (golden nugget) and i honestly couldnt sleep. it was bad lol

What are your plans for the rest of the day? the day is overrrrr. just going to relax coz i have a busy couple of days coming up

How many times have you been sick this year? if u count covid, then twice. i just got over the cold/flu this week but it was a quick one

Is there a garage or carport attached to your house? garage

Were you born somewhere other than a hospital? no

Have you ever been on a strict diet and exercise regime? haha no, i wish! i need that discipline in my life

Who did you text today, and what did you talk about? my fiance. we always just talk about random shit

How long do you usually take in the shower? 10 mins or so

Have you ever worked in an office? i currently work in one. its close to home, i cant complain

Who does the grocery shopping in your house? my mum

How many times have you been out of state that you can remember? countless times

Have you ever stayed in a hotel without your parents or older relatives? yes, countless times haha

What time do you plan to wake up tomorrow? my body clock will wake me up at 8am

Have you ever been in serious trouble at work or school? not really. ive been in ‘normal’ trouble but never so serious that it could potentially be expelled/fired

Do you know anyone who struggles with a mental disorder? yes

What’s your go-to activity when you’re bored? watch youtube

Have you ever been vegan or vegetarian? nnope

Are you tired right now? yes, im spent zzzzz

#survey #surveys #quiz #bored #questions

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pinkadork · 22 days

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Im fine

Its not like ive been setting myself up what feels like forever to both really and also i guess not at all always be in the cycle im in. The predestined fuck up ig my moms a fuck up

Im a fuck up

I cant stay a job apparently

I’m too scared of every if and but when it comes to trying it to be creative and do things like i used too, nowadays i feel like its tainted because im not even finna be doing it because i like it anymore, but instead just proving i didn’t give up, when i did

I was tired, emotionally drained, put in a position i nor anyone really asked for but guess whose grandparents this belonged to

Im not a fucking mistake or a right person wrong time

I am a nigga thats has been struggling and it was before you sure but everyone in the fuck ass house kept trauma bonding new and old covid didnt fucking help.

How the fuck are we fucking but aint no protection or immediate showers available

How am i toxic for not wanting what felt like more like a: fuck my poor ass boy friends and dementia ridden grandparents( and while its not anyones job to guide me if we in a relationship and you feel some way say some shit some how ) the weirdest ( but unfortunately not worst) living situation ive been in, the deepest most confusing, loving yet infuriating, real yet faux ass relationship ive had with anyone.

Like even now I physically am sick to my stomach about the idea or notion of again my ex, someone who has dumped me like at least twice since July and lowkey high key didnt even count it it was like a secret trial i failed because ofc im not sure of you actually love me mr. I tell the world you beat me but sure we can play minecraft

Fucking the part the gets me the most about this is i know you know how i feel and its just

I feel set up

Like genuinely not just the relationship shit

And im not gonna act like i dont play my role in shit and attribute a lot to the shit that get me and others where we are but jfc im tired

I’m not the brightest bulb but im not a fucking dumbass

And i did more than read the room, i saw the patterns, felt the vibe shifts, and tried so fucking hard.

Its sad whatever im pathetic but i think i knew without saying it (and even saying this it doesnt mean all the people out with then bc some are still here and we cool but fucking) My ex was the realest mf i had in my circle, and which is probably why its hard being like man aint no fucking way we went out like that. Im not for the see you in a few years shit, im not for the go fuck around like i aint give my heart, i was (am) a dumb nigga that went to to college before dropping out after missing all my classes so i could be attached virtually at the hip to them

Its not their fault and for years i didnt feel that at all.

But the second i saw that they felt like they wasted so much on me and this that whatever man my blood got to boiling on some seafood type shi

Its like

You can do evil

They can do evil

And be vindicated and justified in ya own right because in ya head this is just karma and you standing up for ya self and

Then its like i do evil snd immediately fold because i aint mean shi

Nigga got slammed by me 2 or three times

And everytime it was some bs

I let you convince i was being an ass for feeling threatened because " weight and height and muscle” but fucking niggas never care about perspectives

Yeah we are arguing

Yeah im loud, which is infuriating because my usual everyday speaking voice whether it because i subconsciously (now very actively) am aware of how loud i can be, is actually very quiet and i tend to have to repeat myself and even did to my ex because yeah

Fuck im so high man

Its been awhile since i ran out of actual medicine

Like i feel like ive said its been like two weeks for like a month now.

Now i gotta go through new everything, finding insurance, therapy, reassessments, medication changes, so much has happened and yet nothing has, i got fired today, i think, i mean i definitely got the text “Your assignment is finished do not return anymore” but this is the first temp agency really that ive been at , its just like

Like that?

Its kinda how sudden i end up either in or out of someones life, ex, family, friends

Sometimes i feel like ive been so many different me’s and am constantly “coming of age” (metaphorically speaking or in case thats ominous still, like i feel like i do in fact get older but do to circumstance, bad choices, and a lot of fuckening, i very much am learning alot of basic shit i shouldve known, or yes i am just now learning how to not be like donny on the wildthornberrys

I truly was happy and want to die everytime i think about how unhappy i made them

Make them

The wont miss me when i die because im alive and they surely dont is the thing i come back to whether wrong or not it is

Sometimes i cry about things i dont know are true bit definitely feel on my gut or for those in the loop my LN

You can keep my heart in dont want it anymore

I know realistically im bugging and i just feel bad and i need meds and yadayada yada

Im gonna be blunt with ya chief, im blowing my fucking brains out gn

#gonna start uploading #when i stop im just done

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winderlylandchime · 6 months

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1/2 Apologies for sending these two updates so late unfortunately i was required to be an adult with a job which is why I’m sending these a little late. Anyway let’s just go straight into 4x09: in case anyone wondered, he still dances to the intro (the song has also joined his playlist). Scene starts with the lasers and Brian’s crotch/radiation or whatever: ‘what the fuck.. VIC, what are you doing? I miss you so much Vicky boo (Vic says that ‘you might have a few good years like me’ line) IS THAT WHY THEY HAD BRIAN SAY THAT? To do a little parallel or what? Oh shit, he’s doing radiation. ALL ALONE?! WHAT THE FUCK. YOU NEED BLONDIE’ the groan that he just let out because of ben still being jealous over Michael, holy shit he hates him right now. ‘BRIAN! THE NURSE SAID TO GO HOME! Why are you at work! This is why we need Justin back (justin is waiting for him) oh never mind, great minds think alike. Brian be nice towards the love of your life. Cynthia, my girl.. my woman.. don’t listen to him. Help Justin get Brian back’ The scene where Justin gets angry at Michael came up ‘oh WAIT THATS LIKE THAT TIME IN THE LAST SEASON WHEN MIKE TOLD BRI..wait no, this is different BUT I AGREE GOOD FOR YOU JUSTIN! Fuck you mike!…wait do Lindsay and Melly know Bri Bri has cancer? They need to find out!’ ‘Yeah, fuck you Mike! Tell him Justin! No dont honor those wishes Blondie! Go get your man back! There is no way that he would just leave a sick Brian all alone. Mike *waves his hands all over the place frantically* do something good for once’ and the scene with Ben and his student is up ‘wow..he actually found someone that doesn’t think he’s boring. Congrats benny’ ‘Emmett, baby i will cook for you! Even though i did start a fire in my apartment because i forgot to add water to my noodles but it happens to everyone’ the scene with Ted and Brian is up ‘Teddy!! Its nice to see him back. Oh no, Brian, he doesn’t look good. See! Ted can tell something is up! Wait.. he thinks he’s on drugs? (Ted says that iconic caffeine line) okay now IM feeling attacked..BRIAN, TELL HIM! OH MY GOD HE TOLD HIM! *pauses ep* Ted is the first person he actually told himself. Fuck this is big. I knew there was potential here, it only took drugs, rehab and cancer. (Ted starts stuttering in shock) THATS HOW I REACTED TOO TED! Its horrible, i know! He’s so sweet, all ‘could you excuse me for a moment’ what a cutie, i lov-(brian pukes) oh…okay.. still polite though. THIS IS WHY WE NEED JUSTIN! Ted call Justin!’ He paused the ep on Brian laying down after he tells Ted to call him a cab and he put his hand on his chin and actually teared up. Just staring at Brian all sick. And now we’re back at Ben and his student ‘oh come on! Nobody gives a shit. Ben, don’t take this the wrong way but i don’t care.’ ‘SHANDA AND EMMETT! (Em introduces himself) im sorry, you expect me to believe that they didn’t know each other before that horrible thing happened? Please, my baby Emy has all the drag queens numbers just like moi!’ ‘MIKE WANTS TOM CRUISE TO BE RAGE? I doubt scientology allows that. I cant think of any actor that would be good rage… although in season 1 i did think he kinda looked like that dude from 70s show *whispers to himself* nobody can be rage but Brian..*looks at his cat* aint that right Brian?’ Carl says he’s been seeing someone ‘so stop seeing them. Oh wait like as in romantic?! NOOOO CARL HAS A GIRLFRIEND?! WHAT THE FUCK? But I kinda like him now!’ And Ted’s presentation is up and he immediately started laughing ‘wait wait wait, isnt this how it was in the pilot or something like that? I swear Brian was tossing an apple while doing a presentation as well *looks at me scared* or did i make that up? YES CYNTHIA AND TED! I fuck with them. (Cynthia tells ted to fuck the client) OKAY GIRL! SHE IS AN ALLY JUST LIKE ME! She is literally me’ he was so proud of Ted for nailing the account, literally clapped for him. The Sam/Linds scene is up ‘…i don’t like this. It’s weird. I can’t put a finger on it but it’s eh..weird so stop it! Im getting embarrassed for you Linds’

You haven’t sent them “late” - there’s no deadline lol. Also I’m on the West Coast and a night owl (or a constantly tired bird of some sort but I don’t go to sleep until late). Like please stayed employed anon. I love your brother but he’s not worth losing your job over.

Oh Ben’s student doesn’t find him boring but wait until he reveals what he really wants…

Tearing up as Ted becomes the first person Brian tells, I’m tearing up reading that!

HA! Emmett and Shanda not knowing each other is hard to believe, isn’t it? Especially if your brother knows all his local queens.

Did your brother think Gale looked like Ashton Kutcher? I AM DYING DEAD.

Cynthia! The fandom’s favorite wing woman. We should have had more Cynthia and less Lindsay.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023

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nintn19 · 1 year

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Finality

Trapped

Incased

Stuck

Pinned

Entombed

That's it

I'm entombed here.

Stuck until I die, which will be rather soon I do suppose.

I don't know what killed the others

Well to be more precise I have never seen something like that in all my time.

Goblins, no issue.

Dragonoids, any day of the week.

Hoards of vampiric thralls, cake walk.

Whatever that was

never again

if i should have to wait a thousand thousand years it will still be too soon

it had a form of

nothing

it chose what to appear as

one second it would be a giant of broken bones that screamed like an animal on fire the next it would be a mother who would croon for you to come home as it had been far too long with a mouth that went up past the ears in a clear split

at first it was not much to think of as it was just a small mote of a being but the further we ventured into the caves the stronger I think it grew

the first to fall was the new kid

He didn't have dreams of getting big but he did have dreams, ones where he went back home to care for the love of his life who broke his leg when they were kids. They had plans too; they were going to adopt a kid and live out a life with the three of them where he had to go out and do a job every few months or so.

The pleading is what haunts me the most, not the crunch of bone as his legs were mulched, not the sounds of his intestines falling out and landing on the warming stone where his blood was pooling. None of that will compare to the fullness of his pleads with this creature for his life. Screams on how he would never leave Izaya's side again echoed through the caves to be lost in their endless passage ways.

Pleas that the rest of us had to turn and run away from, lest we be the next ones to be killed.

We were able to out pace it for a good hour after that but in doing so we could not stop so we got lost and with no way out we knew that all we were doing now was delaying our deaths. Kinda of like what I am doing now in telling this story out into the open air, I'm just waiting to die, in a way we all are.

But nevertheless we decided to make one last stand for if we were to die might as well die standing, ha ironic

Traps were set watches were established and we waited

I wasn't on watch at the time but I was woken to the last words, no not words, sounds of those who were. The creature had morphed into an army of moths so thick was the cloud that no light could pass through. Swords and hammers cant do much to that and so we watched in horrid fascination while our comrades were drowned in those tiny bodies. The moths were flying down their throats when they went to scream. It wasn't even over once the bodies fell to the ground as the swarm coalesced onto the sides of the cave we had chosen for our last stand and then the bodies. They moved. I knew what caused them to but I did not want to know. The others might have thought that the bodies were being reanimated, it was not that, that is much more elegant there's a whole ceremony to that. No this, this was feral, wild, animalistic, I knew it was coming but like a punch, you can know it is coming but that does not truly prepare you for the reality. The bodies burst outwards with all the moths that had entered them, some from where they entered but most came from the chest. In a sight that is burned into the back of my eyelids so that I may see it whenever I so much as blink. Their ribs broken out and reaching as a infants fingers might search for their parents giving violent birth to hundreds of blood red moths like a rose blooming in a sped up illusion they went to meet the rest on the cavern walls. After the blooming the creature reformed into something much more human, but not quite it was missing the soul. A being that existed in a middle state with form but nothing else. This human-like thing found our wide eyes and smiled a warm welcoming grin, the type that greets you at your favorite inn. And it just stood there smiling, the gore behind it coalescing around its feet. After what felt like enough time for a sapling to grow into a great tree it turned on its heel and left.

That was the last I saw it. There have been other encounters but the creature must have gained strength as it can now shift the cave walls at will.

I have taken point in the file and looked back and we were walking away from a dead end, something that had previously been a long hall, with one less member of the party. This continued on and on and no matter where I was in the file there would suddenly be one less.

So now I'm here in an alcove waiting for my death to come walking down the cavern.

No, I'm not going to wait.

If I can't die fighting I'll die standing.

You've served me well all these years, now just once more.

#dnd #writing #writeblr #cw sui attempt #the tags are really nice to use thats p cool #cw gore

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fakeboitherottengirl · 2 years

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Update on the hair-cutting fiasco, the crazy mother tried to go to the local news and claim a hate crime (there was no hate crime. The little boy didn’t protest or show distress, he was just as curious as she was if the scissors could cut through his braid) and I still can’t get over the fact that I got written up for it because it was completely not my fault I was on the opposite side of the room dealing with a behavioral child who was actively throwing hard to toys at other children trying to hurt them and wed divided the room into observation zones and that shit did not happen in my zone it was 100% her failure to properly observe the children with the scissors (which i still stand by that they should not have had in the first godamn place) and like no im never going to get over this because there was an injustice and I won’t be vindicated so Im literally going to die mad this but the mom had the nerve to say she wanted the teachers in the room fired and like lady im one of the few allies ur black autistic son has in this building, im one of the only people who is nice to him and doesnt treat him like a bad kid just waiting for his next episode, Im one of the only teachers who comforts him during episodes instead on just waiting for them to pass, i rub his back to get him to sleep at nap time and he hides behind my fuckin legs and clings to me when he knows hes in trouble with one of the other teachers, he cant sit still at circle time unless hes in my lap, im literally the biggest ally ur son has in this school and u want to come for my JOB because pre-schoolers given sharp scissors got curious about what they could cut other than paper while they weren’t even technically under my supervision? And like not everything is a race thing, I don’t think the little girl is even aware enough to make the distinction between black and white shes been alive for 48 months she just saw a nice thick braid and said “I wonder if these scissors will cut that” it wasn’t a hateful or malicious action it was a 4 year old expressing healthy curiosity also why the fuck are there 2 teachers in the classroom if not to free up 1 teacher for 1:1 incidents but for real I wish I could say to this mother “for the record im one of the only people that is nice to ur son and praises him when he does small things right/behaves well, I treat him as support-seeking instead of attention-seeking like the other teachers do, I let him sit in my lap when he has to sit out as punishment almost every time we do indoor recess, I go above and beyond for your kid and no I wasn’t able to intervene in the .05 seconds it took to snip through one of his braids but also hes not the only student I have, hes not the only behavioral student in the room, I can only do so much to stop 4 year olds from being 4 year olds” also Im sorry but it is fucking insane that I got written up, with what eyes was I supposed to see behind me on the complete opposite side of the classroom while i’m trying to prevent one of the most behavioral kids in the school from throwing hard plastic toys at other kids in a rage meltdown, if I hadn’t immediately intervened in that and a kid took a block to the head I ALSO would have gotten written up so like for real what do you want from me, what would have been the RIGHT course of action, im being put in a no-win situation

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