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Sua vain yli kaiken mä rakastan 😭
Music: Vaasan kaupunginorkesteri 2nd violin trio "Romanssi" (2020)
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crispfencer · 9 months
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I overdosed and cut myself and huffed bleach today. I'm safe and under hourly supervision now but I'm at my worst since my last attempt, despite having quite a nice life before me.
I think I tried to push my workplace sexual assault under the rug too fast and now its triggered this shitty style of living. I've been homeless for coming on three months and not having a space or things of my own has taken its toll.
It's not a problem that can be solved with money (im loaded for the first time in my life) or well wishes- despite being loved i am incredibly self-destructive right now.
Idk why I'm telling the void I just wanted to get it out!
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nostomannia · 2 years
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Sol is the kind of immortal that gets all kinds of fucked up on anything she can just because she knows it's not permanent.
She's definitely overdosed, drank herself into oblivion, and anything else under the sun.
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theflyindutchwoman · 7 months
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I'm a cop. I was standing this close to the guy. Okay? Right across from him, and I never saw him coming. But she did, though. She- Some part of her didn't feel right about this whole thing. She hesitated. And I-I pushed her right at him.
| ANATOMY OF A SCENE - CHENFORD EDITION 2.11 - Day of Death
This is such a small scene, easily overshadowed in an episode that is filled with so many great moments… But I love how it provides some insight into Tim's state of mind. He's usually so good at compartmentalising his feelings and emotions to focus on the job… unless it gets too personal, like with Isabel. Or here, when they realise that Lucy has been kidnapped… The way he's growing more desperate and agitated by the minute… He's feeling powerless and working the tip line is not helping at all. If anything, it frustrates him even more. Tim, at his core, is a man of action and this is particularly evident here, where he's itching to kick something. Anything. A sentiment that is all too reminiscent of the time he punched a wall after Isabel's overdose. He manages to rein it in a bit, but barely, thanks to Angela… She's trying so hard to be present for him, to be the voice of reason, but she's also going through her own issues. She can't hide her worry though. For Lucy, of course. And for Tim… It's hard to believe that seeing him like this wouldn't trigger some memories for her, of how he used to be after Isabel's disappearance. But most of all : she knows him. She knows he called her for more than just looking for Lucy, that something is weighing on his mind and that he needs to unburden himself.
The guilt he's feeling is so palpable, so tangible when he's remembering and retelling his last moments with Lucy. The cracks in his voice… The tears in his eyes… It's eating at him. The way he's rewriting history too, feels so real and authentic : guilt can make you reinterpret facts, question every little things you've said and done, and this is what he's doing here. He didn't necessarily push her towards Caleb : his advice to go out and have a drink or two with another human being was actually sound. And Lucy wasn't particularly hesitant either : the reason she wanted to go home was because she was exhausted after the day they had, not because she was suspicious. But that doesn't stop him from feeling responsible.
The way his voice breaks a little when he admits he never saw Caleb coming… I think that's the most unforgivable part for him. That he failed her, as a cop, as her TO, and as a friend. He drilled into her the importance of 'cop eyes', that her default mode should be suspicion… Only he didn't see anything that alarmed him (besides not liking the guy and acting a bit jealous). That's why he's beating himself up so hard : in his mind, he should have seen something… he should have prevented all of this… And what hurts him even more is that he firmly believes that he overrode her instincts. The very ones he helped her hone. He spent months testing her, teaching her to trust herself and stop second-guessing herself. To be more confident. That was the whole point of her Plain Clothes Day. That's what makes it worse for him : that she valued his own opinion over hers and that led to her kidnapping. And that's why it will be so important for Lucy to set the record straight later… why he will be so touched that despite everything, his opinion is the one that matters to her the most. That she never blamed him.
And lastly, it says absolutely everything that Tim's behaviour in this episode has been paralleled later by Wesley and Angela, a married couple. Tim went feral and threatened to pull a guy inside out if he didn't give him an information that could lead to Lucy while Wesley promised to have a guy tortured if he harmed Angela… And here, Tim wanted to kick some doors, refusing to just sit there and do nothing, which is pretty much what Angela said to the Feds when Wesley was taken hostage… It was always more than 'just' guilt driving him...
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hazshit-hotel-hater · 1 month
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Your sick little head, so brain damaged and lying in that hospital bed.
This art means a lot to me. It isn’t as rendered or polished as my other work, but I want it to look scrappy, messy, and still pretty. If you’d like to just read about the style and story of the art unrelated to myself, feel free to skip this section.
Last week I mentioned being in the hospital and the psych ward, and while I wont give extreme details, it was for an overdose. Recently after getting out I’ve been trying to act like nothing happened and it’s all going to go back to normal, but this is the 3rd time I’ve done it or been on the edge of it. Just last week I had to get rid of two of my cats just after I’d been discharged and that on top of the trauma of the whole situation I’ve just felt strangely empty. Overdoses don’t just come and go like that. The mental effects aside from whatever you took linger and hurt more than anything. “I’m doing better” really just means I’m not about to do it again, but those feelings are still stored somewhere deep inside me. For this specific piece I wanted to describe that feeling and wonder of “How would anyone feel if they found me? What will they do after?”
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People don’t talk about Molly nearly as much as I think they should, but it’s understandable given that she has no set substance yet. For that reason I have made my own. The biggest thing I’ve mentioned before—in my Angel Dust headcanon post—is that I believe Molly is the one that found Anthony after he overdosed and called 911. The rest of his family was likely a bit worried, but I don’t think any of them cared as much as she did. Another headcanon of mine is that Anthony and Molly had matching rings with “AN” & “MO” engraved onto them. Molly sold her ring to pay for Anthonys funeral after his passing in the hospital and now wears Anthonys as replacement on her index finger which she eventually takes to heaven with her.
I don’t imagine she was able to visit him very often while he was in a coma but she still did when she could and would talk to him in hopes he could hear her a little bit before he left. It’d take a bit of a tangent but when sinners enter hell, in my mind entering hell takes as long as it did to die. So for Anthony it likely took him a week to a month to die during his coma from complications, and in turn, it took that same amount of time for him to full wake up in hell. Sinners to me are made and formed out of the ground in hell and wake up in a similar location to where they died. Angel Dust would’ve woken up alone in a hospital while his sister was now left alone and Anthony’s body likely already buried by then.
These are reasons why I included forget-me-nots and sweet peas as taped on decals. Their meanings being “Please don’t forget me” and “Goodbye, thank you for a wonderful time.” respectively. I also added the “M” wax seal over one of the sweet peas because I feel that it’s a sentiment that Molly held close to her heart and still does.
Molly’s body is torn from pink paper while Angel’s is blue paper. I intended for these to somewhat be seen as hands, like how the pink paper wraps over the forget-me-not when the blue paper lays beneath it to show Molly’s attempt to hold onto the memory of her brother while Angel is trying to remember his own life yet is unaware of what is happening to his sister now; unaware if she’s alive or not due to his poor keeping of time. Angel is also a scrap of paper glued above Molly’s hands to pretty genuinely symbolise they’re both in different dimensions now and can’t fully be apart of the same without the help of an external force. I also wanted to include more jumping spider elements so I’d like to think the string holding the tears is silk. Jumping spiders leave silk behind incase they fall so they can climb back up and when you put that in the form of a mentality I think Molly would fit into that very well.
I really hope we see more of Molly and I hope she had a good life and can see her brother again. Of course, she is a fictional character, but I can’t imagine the trauma she’s experienced in her life even without my personal headcanons. I love Molly a lot and just from how I personally interpret her she reminds me a lot of my mother.
Hopefully you can enjoy my ramblings and craze about these funny little spiders. 🩷
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harlequinoccult · 20 days
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Hi I'm now functioning properly and have just zoomed through so much of OD's tag, I can't wait to take them to the nearest church with stained glass windows and shatter them so we can make fucked up glass with the pieces, that being said I have QUESTIONS
Weirdly enough, mainly about Carter, shocking I know, but most importantly if it's not spoilers, how the fuck did MC end up in that fuckers clutches? If you pick him as an uncle that makes sense but otherwise it's up in the air right? I guess what I mean is, how did carter luck out on finding someone passive enough to be his personal live in (metaphorical) servant?
This expands into my next series of questions of like- did carter MAKE MC passive? What made Carter think having someone be an accomplice like this would actually work out in his favor?
And most importantly, did he EVER suspect MC to take the initiative and actually kill his ass when it happened?
I want to dissect that man and mcs relationship because in my head my smiley face bastard baby mc would be weirdly. Attached to him and grateful. They'd keep his head even if it rots, you know, sentimental value and what not
Sincerely, smiley face bastard baby mc haver, overdose's number one hype man
Ahahaha what a lovely question! So to pull back the veil just a little...
Carter killed someone(s) MC really really cared about. I wanted to keep it vague for the sake of roleplay, but that is an undeniable fact.
For MC's related to or "friends" with Carter, that hatred might be subconscious, but he still does abuse the MC, no matter their relationship, Mc was a (seemingly) normal person before carter, but between witnessing and assisting with multiple murders, daily verbal and physical abuse, the trauma of loosing loved ones, MC is not doing well from the get go. Carter fully believed he had beat down MCs will enough to keep them docile, and (depending on mc personality) he assumed they were- Apathetic- too broken Doormat- too much of a coward Caustic- all bark and no bite Bubbly- too stupid
-To ever actually defy him, much less kill him.
Blackmail and Debt mcs obviously have the MOST reason to hate him, and friend and family mcs, well. Your brain can only take so much shit, no matter how much you try to convince yourself, you will snap sooner or later. So yes, Carter took an emotionally and mentally compromised person and made them watch and help him kill people over and over and over again.
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mortysmith · 5 months
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cranky about morty being sidelined arent you /lh but yeah i agree with your sentiment. it feels kinda weird that rick is seemingly improving himself as a person and morty is seemingly just NOT. especially since he's a teenager and also just around the age where development and change in personality is constant. you'd think that if morty's personality would be stagnent by now it'd be because he's a more confident, self assured, clever version of himself, and not just a repeat of s1 of 2 morty; i mean, hell, i'd say he got more development THEN that's just ended up being reverted because his storyline progression got put on the backburner. it'd be easier to swallow that if morty wasn't a main character and if rick's change wouldn't so personally effect morty and their overall dynamic, but the writers have done episodes about rick and morty's change in dynamic before, so it all just kinda feels like an awkward puzzle that doesn't fit together. ngl at this point i'm just desperately hoping they'll at least have an episode addressing morty, or maybe a morty centered one. on my knees begging really
Seriously contemplating if i sent this ask to myself because these are my exact thoughts!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GAAUHGGHHH. Especially the parts about how s1/2 morty seemingly had more significant development than current morty, and how this would be a forgivable grievance if he werent literally the main character. THE FINALE WILL BE A MORTY CENTRIC EPISODE(overdosing on copium)
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oceanlipgloss · 4 months
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4.1.2023
I just finished Chapter 2. The ending was sad. The angels are brimming with hatred and blinded by it, so what they're doing is very unfair and inhumane.
But I also feel very excited to move on to Chapter 3, and Mammon is on the cover(?) of it so it's definite that MC will meet him now. I'm really looking forward to that and to meeting Bimet and Eligos, hopefully! Then again, MC didn't meet Astaroth even though he's from Gehenna, so it would make sense that she wouldn't meet all of Mammon's demons now too, which means that if she were to meet someone now, it should, by logic, be Bimet because he's the closest to Mammon. Time to see!
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intro: something I really loved about the end of Chapter 2 was the display of Satan's kindness—he loves his subjects and cares for them, and is sad when they get hurt. I also really appreciated MC's care for him and her desire to comfort him. And Ppyong needs so many hugs.
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update I: Minhyeok is so sweet <3 also, he and MC are really cute together and dammit the H-scene is so far off sob I wonder who it's gonna be this time
update II: these bouncing angels that look like buns: wow guys, you're fast but it's time to meet the Lord, baby
update III: oooooh this one is called 'the man sculpted from muscle,' so is it time to meet Mammon already? I'm so excited omfg
update IV: everyone else is asleep, meanwhile Satan is just
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update V: YAYYYY HIYA but oh my he's so big HUGE and idk how to put it but there's this sweetness to his face. He's so cute lol and he looks like he would be great to hug
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update VI: LMFAO Tbh I'd love to do that too ngl
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update VII: UHHH??? I kinda like how warm and comfy this sounds and wow, he really said I'll be your bed simply glorious! Anyways, Mammon is making moves already, so wake up and get yo girl, Satan
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update VIII: a somewhat strange thing to point out, unless it irks him (which doesn't quite make sense since he doesn't know her yet. But! If he felt attracted to her once he first saw her, that changes things a lot)
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update IX: I'm going to guess that it DOES bother him
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update X: ooff he's cool, he's cool <3
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update XI: no comment true love can never be hidden, and he is passionate about butts, so he couldn't resist, I guess... But what actually piqued my interest is the fact that his hands are bigger than any other hands MC has seen because I love hands
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update XII: so first I chose to make MC grab his butt so I can see how he reacts, but dude the description was hilarious to say the least lmao Mammon has a squishy soft butt spread the word then I chose the 'lie back down on his chest' option because it's cute dammit needless to say, things got...interesting either way
update XIII: Satan is asleep so he's technically not seeing anything, but MC getting frisky with Mammon in front of Satan's open eyes...I'm just happy he wasn't awake to see this
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update XIV: okay that's actually romantic in a greedy sort of way
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update XV: he seems to be optimistic but sentimental, and pretty attached to his emotions too. CUTEEE ugh
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update XVI: YEAH MAMMON IN YOUR DREAMS (thank u tho, i like u)
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update XVII: Ppyong and Minhyeok have the cutest dynamic plssss also Minhyeok deserves more love from MC when possible
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update XVIII: I thought Minhyeok was going to use his horn in class and almost died but let's be honest, I WAS going to enjoy how awkward and hard difficult it would've been for him to keep quiet lmao sadism anyways, did he just say that MC's underwear smells nice? Listen, bro...
update XIX: boys will be boys
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update XX: AAAAAAAAAAARGH I LOVE HIM
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update XXI: oh god I can't deal with this it's too cute LOOK AT PPYONG PLEASE LOOK AT HIM HE'S SO SMOL AND EXCITED AND HAPPY and look at Minhyeok noooo this is too precious
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update XXII: Ppyong is rooting for MC and Minhyeok oh man that's it I'm gonna die of fluff overdose and I will love every minute of it
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update XXIII: Minhyeok being doubtful and unsure of himself because he thinks that MC is seeing much better things in Hell which he would seem 'ordinary' next to, and Ppyong comforting him and telling him he's beautiful and 'devilish' aka code for 'good' was an arrow to my heart
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5.1.2024
update XXIV: it was mentioned earlier that MC beginning to see Minhyeok as a man and not just her childhood friend would have effects, so this is the beginning of it, I guess: Satan and Sitri are jealous and irritated
update XXV: lmaooo be fair, Mammon. Anyone other than Glasyalabolas would look small next to you Satan would look even smaller tho, I agree
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update XXVI: okay, I really, really like Mammon. He has a very pleasant and chill personality, and he too seems to have gotten attracted to MC before he got to know for sure that she's Sulumun's dootah Solomon's descendant? That's so nice to know
update XXVII: oh my fucking—it's decided. I LOVE Bimet. He doesn't even bother to be convincing oh my God LMAO or maybe he thinks he IS being convincing or that others are idiots who would fall for it anyway I'm so happy he got introduced so early though, I was waiting for that moment lol I really liked him the moment I read his intro *looks at Belial, Eligos, Beel, Ronové, Lucifer, Glasyalabolas, Gusion, Bathin and Andrealphus* did I forget anyone?
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update XXVIII: THE H-SCENE IS SO CLOSE ALREADY WTF OMG YAAAS WHO'S IT GONNA BE I have my bets on Paimon because I don't think it's logical for Mammon's to happen yet also let's hope I can pass the one battle that leads to it because this has been suspiciously easy (edit: I passed. Still suspiciously easy. It's coming for me, isn't it?)
update XXIX: no bro, I fucking ADORE him
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update XXX (oooh would you look at that, an xxx): it's sweet how Bimet got emotional when he thought MC was Solomon, and it's funny that he was then like 'get lost if you don't have money, especially if you're not Solomon' lmao he's a riot
update XXXI: sexy move, hon And excuse me for my poor wording, Bimet, but don't you look scrumptious! That tongue
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update XXXII: aw he sounds annoyed but he also seems like he's going to cry. I wanted to include a screenshot, but no more images fit. The heck though, I love him to bits. So, without further ado, welcome to my favourite characters club, Bimet!
But damn it, I also really liked when he told MC that she's a beggar that listens to reason. That screenshot deserved a spot in here too lol
Next up, THE H-SCENEEEEE!
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firstkanaphans · 8 months
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I really love your fics and how you write stories. Out of curiosity, do you have any predictions for each of the couples? We're only on ep3 but I really don't know how things will pan out😭 I'm very good with theories with most bls, but my head is really empty on this one
Thank you so much!! I’m glad you like my fics 💕 And kudos to you for usually being able to predict things because I am notoriously bad at it 😅 But since you asked, I will give it my best shot.
The problem is that there’s still so much we don’t know. Sand’s character in particular hasn’t been developed much yet (it seems like that’s coming in this week’s episode), so this is all just wild speculation on my part.
SandRay: Sand is clearly starting to realize that Ray is a very bad idea. He’s already too attached and he knows that Ray is not the type of person who is capable of returning those sentiments, so I think he’s going to spend the next episode desperately trying to resist Ray’s advances. Ray—the little gremlin that he is—is not going to like that at all. He’s going to take it as a challenge. He’s going to become so persistent, so annoying. His puppy dog eyes are going to be on full beam. And eventually Sand is going to give in to his charms. (Possibly in a dressing room by the looks of it.)
At that point, I think they’re going to enter into one of those “they didn't know they’re dating”-type of relationships where they are essentially dating in all but name. Sand will realize what is happening, but Ray won’t, and when Sand points out that friends with benefits usually don’t sleep over at each other’s houses or talk about music late into the night, Ray is going to freak out. He doesn’t want Sand to be in love with him because he doesn’t think he's worthy of that love. So he’s going to show Sand that he’s not. He’s going to lash out and push Sand away for Sand’s own good.
Then, without Sand in his life, he’s going to get self-destructive. He's going to drink and he's going to do something stupid—my best guesses would be either driving drunk or overdosing—and there, at rock bottom, is when he will finally realize he needs help. (Bonus points if he wakes up in the hospital with Sand asleep at his bedside.)
For these two, I think we’ll end the series with them together in a committed relationship and Ray sober.
TopMew: Despite literally no evidence to support this theory, Top has gotten it into his head that Mew is sleeping with Ray. And—kudos to him—he’s actually going to confront Mew about it next episode instead of letting it drag out until the end of the series. Mew seems rightfully pissed off by this line of questioning. His “I'll have sex with you. Okay?” seems very passive aggressive to me. It’s almost like he’s saying, “Since I’m clearly sleeping with Ray, why don’t I just sleep with you, too? Is that what you want?” He’s been trying to foster a real relationship with Top and Top clearly doesn’t trust him at all. 
That being said, P’Jojo has already spoiled that the next episode ends with a shower scene and since we know that TopMew have a shower scene, I’m assuming that they make up by the end of the episode and Mew finally agrees to date Top for real.
And then things are going to go off the rails.
As soon as these two have slept together, activating that obsessive part of Mew’s personality that Mew has already warned Top about, he is going to find out that Top slept with Boston. And he is going to spend the rest of the series making Top beg for his forgiveness.
I’ve talked a little bit about how Mew reminds me of Earth from Friendzone (another one of P’Jojo’s series) and I think he’s going to go down a similar path as Earth did. My best guess? He decides to get back at Top by doing the very thing he was accused of in the first place: Sleeping with Ray.
I honestly don’t have a great sense of what happens from there, but I'm expecting an ambiguous ending for TopMew. I doubt they will end up together, but I can see their last scene being a coffee date or something, insinuating that they are going to try again. 
And then we have…BostonNick: Y’all. Nick is insane insane. I am literally obsessed with him. But he is so insane that I have no freakin’ clue what he’s about to do. 
I talked a bit about what I expect for him and Boston here, but the short version is that I think Boston is going to end up wanting to pursue a real relationship with Nick (maybe he craves what Top and Mew have), but Nick is going to realize he deserves better and turn Boston down. I think the series ends with Boston alone and Nick with someone who will treat him better (Papang, perhaps?). 
But everything in the middle? No clue. I do expect that Nick will be the one who ends up divulging the TopBoston secret (I mean, obviously. He’s the only one who knows), but I can’t for the life of me figure out how we get from there to that happy scene of him and Boston on the pier that we saw in the trailer.
I’m just excited to watch him go full Fatal Attraction on Boston’s ass. It’s what he deserves.
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genderful-ghoul · 1 year
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Mountain’s Room Headcanons
When answering @forlorn-crows ask for Mountain headcanons, I dug deep into my headcanons for Mountain’s room. I was surprised by how much content I had shoved in my brain space, so I decided to make a post with the entirety of my headcanons for Mounty’s room and how he interacts with it.
Mountain’s room is basically an apothecary. Drawers, shelves, and desks filled with his expansive herb collection (most of the herbs are from plants he nurtures in the gardens). If anyone develops an ailment and needs miracle herbs, Mountain runs off to his room to start grinding up a loose tea. And he just knows herb properties off the top of his head. His mind is like a grimoire. Ask anyone else for some Sleepy-Time Tea and you might feel drowsy within half an hour of drinking it. But ask Mountain to blend it for you, and you’re quickly out for a well rested sleep and an (intentional) added bonus of sweet dreams.
Mountain doesn’t like to have ghouls in his room when he’s not there. A bit of the reason is that he doesn’t want ghouls fiddling with his herbs, but it’s mostly that he’s more of a solitary ghoul and wants to keep his personal space private. Mountain chose the room furthest down in the hallway (…ghallway…). His room is a very cozy place to just peacefully exist in, but he prefers to chill with one ghoul at a time in his room. It keeps that solitary vibe just right. He also is a very sentimental ghoul, and enjoys having one-on-one time with his ghoulfriends.
Mountain sort of has one of those tapestry rooms, but not to the degree of Swiss’s room. He has a tapestry or two that create the illusion of a curtain lining the head of his bed and side closest to the door. His bedside table has a nice lamp and is probably littered with misplaced herbs and trinkets. The first drawer has herbal products for sleep that he can easily access. The second drawer has books and I’m not sure what else. The bottom drawer is more of a junk drawer, with physical aids like massaging tools and some items for sexual activities, which he uses on occasion (I think Mountain is on the ace spectrum). He needs a lot of storage for his herbs and tools. He uses his dresser to store herbs, so all of his clothes must fit in the wardrobe. Sacrifices must be made. Who needs clothes when you have herbs? He likes wood floors with some rugs. I think not having carpeting in your bedroom is a sin (/neg /hj), but Mountain likes the wood in his space, and it makes herbology messes a little less of a disaster.
Mountain (usually) is happy to give herbs from his personal collection to ghouls who need it.
Mountain has a separate stash of definitively sterile smokable herbs to make sure that everyone is using safely. He monitors herb use to make sure that everyone is staying safe, even if ghouls can’t really overdose.
Mountain is a meditator. He likes to sit in his room and absorb the plants and herbs that surround his room. His favourite method of meditating is tending to his plants. Secondly comes working with herbs, and third is the classic sitting quietly.
Mountain likes spells with herbs. Even though he’s probably the most balanced and in-tune ghoul, he prefers to perform physical spells. His love language is making herb bag/satchel spells. Ghouls can only (and only want to) perform spells for another person with their consent, so if Mountain wants to perform a spell for you, he’ll catch you about your daily activities and politely ask if he can do a spell for the issue you’re dealing with. Mountain gets excited when he sees a problem area he can help with. If you agree to let him do a spell, he’ll hurry back to his room, already thinking about what herbs to grab.
Mountain’s room is cozy. The perfect temperature so that whatever you’re wearing, you won’t be too hot or too cold. Mountain sometimes sleeps above the covers. Maybe it’s because he’s a bit of a cat.
Mountain sticks his hands in the dirt of his potted plants when he can’t go outside.
Mounty cuddles with his plants. If they’re ever having a not-awesome day, he’ll lay down with them, curl his arm(s) or tail around the pot, and take a nap.
He likes to run little simmer pots in the evening. He takes his peaceful time collecting which herbs he’s going to use and setting up the pot. Happily lighting it and then laying on his bed to read or meditate. He sometimes plays some soft music. The mood and atmosphere of the room can vary from night to night, but his lamps and/or fairy lights are always a constant during Simmer Pot Hour. Mountain could hypothetically have the ability to magically snuff the flame or refill the water if he was too lazy (/neu) to get up and tend to the pot. Sometimes a ghoulfriend is allowed to stay the night in Mountain’s room and gets to experience Simmer Pot Hour.
Makes his own everything. Oils, tinctures, teas, incenses… He even collaborates with clergy members to make natural soaps and bath salts. He uses the things he makes. Everyone does; the abbey is pretty self sustaining. You’ll find Mountain burning his incenses in his room with the door closed as he lays purring on his bed (maybe with a plant or a pillow to cuddle).
Mountain’s room is a very cozy place to chill. It’s always a good night in Mountain’s room. 😊
This got very long. Thanks for reading! I’m trying to make concept art of Mountain’s room so I can give you a better idea of it.
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Maggie! Remember when I said that I had Questions about Aegon? I forgot them all, but the sentiment is still there. Are there any headcanons(?) or bits and pieces that you thought about but couldn’t fit into the story? No pressure! When and if you want to share 🥰
Thank you for this question, bestie!!! I miss the Comet fam 🥺😭 Here are a few Aegon tidbits for you:
Prior to the accident at the Budokan, Jace was Aegon's partying buddy. Afterwards it became Cregan since being around Jace brings up Aegon's unresolved feelings of guilt as they were jointly "responsible" (in their own minds) for Aemond's injury. Cregan certainly enjoys the escapism of illicit substances, but he mostly partakes to keep an eye on Aegon.
Aegon plays Neopets but forgets his password at least once per week and has to reset it.
Viserys once made a disparaging comment about men who dress in neon and Aegon has worn it virtually every single day since.
Aegon overdoses roughly every six months, hence Baela's Narcan comment in Chapter 5 and how relatively calm Criston, Cregan, and Aemond were about his near-death experience in Chapter 8. They have a routine figured out. Aegon's overdoses are usually precipitated by some sort of family drama, whereupon he switches out his usual cocaine for heroin (he mentions that he knows where to get it in Vegas at the beginning of Chapter 8).
Aegon owns three mansions but is basically never at them because he doesn't like to be alone. He would rather sleep on Aemond or Daeron's couch. He also owns a 2020 Ferrari F8 Spider (neon yellow) but does not know how to drive it.
Luke is a massive Harry Potter fan and during one particularly boring jet ride convinced everyone to make Pottermore accounts. Aegon took the Sorting Hat Quiz and got put in Hufflepuff. He then made 5 different accounts and retook the quiz until he finally got a different Hogwarts house, Gryffindor. He showed the band his fraudulent Gryffindor result and will take this secret to his grave.
Aegon loves Grey's Anatomy so much because he relates to Meredith. He is very emotionally invested in her friendships and enduring quest for true love.
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Kaleun coming home 👨🏻‍❤️‍👨🏻 while Tennstedt practicing his secret hobby with... the history of the German railways? 📚🎄
Music: Bing Crosby "I'll be home for Christmas" (1943)
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ttaibhse · 10 months
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i understand the "reasons to stop self harming: kinda cringe idk" post genuinely i do and i understand the "should we call bella hadid" post i get where those sentiments come from but i do think the umm lack of empathy both towards other women/girls and towards ourselves is at the very least just kind of sad, readmore for length/sensitive content
again to be extremely clear i get how that shift in mindset can help you quit a destructive behaviour but i don't know how far it actually goes to help the underlying issue. like the bella hadid post might get you to stop attention seeking (neutral use of the phrase) by talking about how little you ate or it might make you more aware of how your disordered behaviour could be affecting others around you which could be a good thing, or it could just get you to stop talking about your disorder at all.
likewise viewing your own self harm habit as cringe might get you to knock it off but does that actually remove the desire to self harm in the first place or direct you to healthier coping mechanisms or just get you to repress it. or hate yourself more for being mentally ill in a cringe way. i don't know!
but i'm thinking about when i overdosed and it was one of the most humiliating experiences of my life and that intense embarrassment did stop me from doing it again but it didn't remove the desire to do it again. and i'm aware that in some crisis situations the physical prevention of immediate harm is the priority which is great but i still do fantasise about harming myself under stress like my mindset has only been shifted slightly to the left rather than improved by all that much, lol and i think in a lot of cases like mine the outcome ends up being that the embarrassment just gives you a higher threshhold for what would make you hurt yourself/attempt suicide if that makes sense. or yeah make you more secretive or in the case of attempting make the next attempt more umm determined in order to avoid the embarrassment of surviving it again.
ok i'm aware i took this to a bit of an extreme there. don't be silly and think i'm suggesting that slightly mean-spirited tumblr posts are responsible for people trying to kill themselves or whatever this is just a ponderous diary entry. and again i get it. but i don't know. self harm and eating disorders are already so stigmatised and area already not treated with a fraction of the seriousness they should be despite how deadly eating disorders in particular are.
i'm not saying anyone's hurting anyone by making venty tumblr posts it's fine obviously again i'm just speculating. because the mindset does make me kind of depressed and i'm not saying i'm above it either i can definitely see it in myself too. i just think it's worth keeping an eye on how we treat these things and that we don't end up like idk...! creating another environment where nobody wants to talk about their ED/SH because it's cringe. especially since i think many of us are already doing that to ourselves inside our own heads
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calaisreno · 11 months
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Consequences
Prompt: Family
This is a small sequel to While You Were Dead . It might be a bit confusing if you haven't read that story, so here's a very brief summary: While Sherlock is dead, John, working a late shift at the A&E, meets a much younger Sherlock who has inadvertently time-travelled to 2012. They sort out a few things.
This story happens after Mycroft picks Sherlock up from the A&E.
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Mycroft takes him home. 
“Little brother.” He’s given the speech many times, understands the futility. But he can’t not tell him what he needs to hear, even if he refuses to listen. “Mummy will be told. Last time I swore I would, and I always keep my promises.”
Sherlock doesn’t speak. He’s probably still coming down off whatever it was this time. He’ll read the doctor’s notes later. It’s not the what so much as how often. It’s becoming a habit that will eventually destroy his younger brother. 
He gives Sherlock a sidelong glance. No earphones, so he must have lost his device again. Mummy will buy him a new one; for some reason she always thinks that kindness is the best consequence. He accepts that it’s the lot of the older brother never to see the younger one held to the same standards. Parents are like that; the firstborn is raised by strict principles, never indulged. Not that Mycroft ever wanted indulgence. His own life is turning out well, thanks to self-discipline. Coddling doesn’t teach that.
But Sherlock is an amalgam of different traits: impetuous, withdrawn, needy, with a restless brilliance that is in some ways more impressive than Mycroft’s. He hates to think of such an extraordinary mind wasted on things like drugs. And caring. 
“You know what will happen now,” he says. 
Sherlock turns his head, focusing those pale eyes on Mycroft. He looks sleepy, almost confused. Presses his lips together, thinking. “I’d like to go to rehab.”
Mycroft maintains control of the car. “You would like to? Why?”
His eyes are closed now, his head leaning back against the headrest. “Maybe… things can be different.”
“It won’t be easy, brother mine.”
“I know. But it might be worth it.”
“You surprise me. What’s changed?”
He opens his eyes, turns to Mycroft, smiling. “Sentiment. Caring. You’re so fond of telling me those things don’t matter. But maybe they’re the things that matter most. I don’t believe I’ll ever be perfect, but I care enough to become better than I am.”
They ride in silence for some minutes. Mycroft pulls up in front of his building. “You’ll stay with me until I make arrangements.”
Sherlock nods, steps out onto the pavement. He looks tired, Mycroft thinks, but not as unhealthy as the last time he saw him. Something has changed.
Inside, he drinks the cup of tea that Mycroft makes him. Yawning, he begins pulling off his clothes, dropping them on the floor as he makes his way to the bath. 
Once he hears the water start, Mycroft opens the envelope with the discharge papers. 
Cocaine, obviously. Not an overdose; he brought himself to the A&E. Dehydration, skin pallor, nausea. No seizures, confusion or anxiety. Slight tachycardia, BP and temp normal. He was given fluids, the doctor noted, and observed for several hours. 
Doctor’s signature: John Watson, MD. Dated: 20 November 2012
He frowns at the date. A tired, overworked doctor might misdate a record, substituting a digit or turning two around. But to write a date that’s fifteen years in the future… 
He makes a note to himself. Contact Dr John Watson. Maybe it won’t be worth the time it takes to find him and question him, but Mycroft doesn’t like untidy details. 
On the other hand, Sherlock has agreed to rehab, a hopeful development. Perhaps he shouldn’t probe. Ordinary goldfish do make mistakes. 
Wearily, he rubs his eyes. Sherlock, wrapped in a blanket and nothing else, is stretching out on the sofa, preparing to sleep. He works himself into a comfortable position and gives a great sigh. “You worry too much,” he mumbles.
Mycroft stands and stretches. A long day, and tomorrow starts early. He’ll think about this later, when he’s more rested. He heads towards the bedroom, picking up Sherlock’s discarded clothing. Piling it on a chair, he studies the lump on the sofa that is his brother.
“Good night, Sherlock.”
There’s no reply, only deep breathing. 
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ADOR U!… nishimura riki
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ㅤ" 'cause i'm not gonna be the one to get hurt,"
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SYNOPSIS. a silly dare led niki to attempt to be your silly boy
GENRE. fluff, crack, some angst (this part in particular im sawry)
PAIRING. danceteamleader!niki x teammember!fem!reader ft. enhypen, newjeans
WARNINGS. unhinged and maybe its cringe since i explained the moves to the placement of their feet, im sorry-😭, jungwon says niki got no rizz(i dont think that's gonna happen anymore but we'll see), lowercase intended, tba
WORD COUNT. 1.5k
NOTE. ehem i'm quite busy don't really see myself posting the next part soon since i landed the narrator role for a skl event and have finals in less than a month 🤺🤺
TAG(S). @sd211
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The pounding in your heart only loudened as you watched others mount the stage and perform, some making mistakes and many exceeding your expectations. You find yourself in a spiral of thoughts as you stand backstage, niki nowhere in sight.
The nerves pricked at your skin, eating you alive. The unintentional jumpscare from niki appearing beside you sent you a spook through your spine. "didn't mean to scare you. 'you alright?"
"yeah, it was just a scare,"
"no i meant the pale look on your face, the terrified expression. it's just like that day in the cafeteria," niki cracked, laughing upon remembering your front. And your eerie silence drawing his attention, "nervous?"
A blank as a response speaks more to him and he moves in front of you with his broad shoulders covering your sight. Forced to gaze at him, you manage a spike in your head to him, locking your orbs with his. The softening in his facial features is noticeable as his hand places on your shoulder, a small squeeze of reassurance doing more than enough to erupt butterflies in your stomach. 
The previous feelings of anxiousness gone without a trace and replaced by the giggly sentiment caused by him. Maybe your cheeks were painting a color of their own unknown to you, finding niki's smile stretching as his other hand reached for yours, intertwining them together. 
K.O! rampaged in your head while a countdown resounded 10, 9, 8. . . The sound drowned out and the music now lost in translation. A giggle escapes niki with a wide grin, making you paste one of your own, laughing for no particular reason, as you bumped into his chest. 
Niki's grip tightened on your hand and he pulled you into his embrace, the same smile adorning his face. The arm once on your shoulder shifted to your waist, making you bury your face in the crook of his neck and you nuzzle closer to his warmth. 
The mental countdown continued . . . 3, 2, 1 and the bell rang, drawing to a close. There you were in your head, on the floor, knocked out from an overdose of affection, not that you would complain but the withdrawal came with severe complications. You mustn't get ahead of yourself. 
Just like that, the two of you were called onto stage, greeting the elevation with both of your presences, your hand still wrapped into niki's. Your anxiety disappeared like magic when he held your hand, the fuzzy feeling and encouragement coursing through his touch. 
The booming of music began with the same movements you'd ingrained in your mind over the past few days with relentless hard work and unwavering determination. But it felt less nerve racking and nail biting than you thought, noticing that you'd seem to enjoy the feeling of performing for a crowd, who gave back positive reactions. 
The carefree motions overflowed and spread to niki, the rhythm following the two of you than the other way around. For the first time, you were having fun performing. It came to a close sooner than expected, the proudness washing you over, your face beaming radiant energy to the audience as they cheered on. 
Striding behind niki off the stage he halts and turns to you with a smile of appreciation, and you reciprocate the same, searching for his hand once again and drowning it in his hold. A mix of emotions and adrenaline rushed through your veins and the urge to confess grew. 
"i have something to say," you state, niki stopping you with a sudden embrace, "wait, don't reject me just yet, let the moment seep in," he hurries in a whisper near your ear. You try to pull away to tell him quite the opposite, "actually, i've been meaning to tell you that i do—"
"niki, yn! great performance and hate to ruin the cute little moment," minji erupts from behind you both. You love minji as your best friend but that was the worst timing possible. Jungwon and sunoo emerge from the entrance and take niki out and away from you. 
A gnarl of frustration gets you caught up in your personal prison of thoughts, "minji i swear you have the worst timing ever,"
"wait you were about to—" An exaggerated gasp leaves her and you stalk to your shared waiting room with niki, in no mood to chatter with your friend after the abrupt interruption. 
"don't follow me," you warn minji and stomp and revise how to confess. The 'in the moment' feeling now cashed out along with your energy. You trace to the room with regret and furrowed brows, the door of your waiting room slightly open hearing a howl of shouts from inside. 
It was niki and his friends. The mention of your name stills you by the door, your back gluing to the wall beside the doorway. Curiosity peaking, you listen to their frivolous chatter. 
"so you're tellin' me, that you scored a girlfriend?!" sunoo, the kind-faced sassy friend of niki's exclaims from inside. You smile at the comment and continue to fill your pride. 
"not yet, i didn't get an answer," this is what he would've received if the sharing of hearts session wasn't interrupted like a live broadcast. 
"crazy to think this all blossomed over a silly little dare," jungwon follows, with a small laugh. 
The palpitations of your heart ring in your ears, and you still in your track, the rest of their conversation numb to your ears. 
Dare. 
A stupid dare.
The sting of tears burns and you back away from the door and leave the premises. A dare led to you catching some for a fake. Fake feelings that manifested in the pit of your heart that made yours real. And it hurt all that much more.
Niki scours the mass of people, unable to locate you in a frenzy. It was almost time for the award ceremony and you were nowhere to be seen. Minji was seated with hanni in the near distance and scurried over to question your absence. 
A feign of innocence from the two insists on a quizzical facial from him. Where could you have possibly gone?
With the time ticking to a close, niki heads back to the waiting room for a second check, his feet urging him to the destination. His feet stop at the door and he exhales, and pushes the door open. 
You were in front of the mirror, fixing your hair with a small cute hairpin. He smiles of relief and hunches over with his hands on his knees, huffing for air. "i searched all over for you, where were you,"
"the restroom,"
"oh. it's time for the award ceremony, c'mon," he conveys, shaking off the iffy inkling stirring in his stomach. You swipe the remaining drops off your cheeks once again, and prepare yourself to face the stupid boy you harbored stupid emotions for. 
You sit beside the boy inevitably and calm your sentimentality and focus on the event before you as a distraction. It worked quite well as the concern of not being called stirred worry from you. You grip your fit, nibbling on your lower lip with anxiousness building in you. 
Niki glances over at you and at your hand clutching the fabric you wore. His hand travels to your hand and dances around it before managing to clasp your hand in his hold to sooth your frantic concern. Your orbs stare at his hand holding yours and jungwons word echo repeatedly. 
You shake off his hand with no warning, leaving niki to gaze at you inquisitively. 
Third place was the next position to be announced and you really hoped to place anywhere on the list at this state. And you were, being beckoned to the stage along with niki trailing behind with uncertainty due to your previous out of character actions. So much to the fact he hadn't taken in the feeling of ranking bronze. 
You accept the trophy and avoid his lingering look on you, a small smile forming on your lips, unable to portray any genuine notions of joyousness. You won and lost all in the same day and niki was left with nothing short or long of an answer but the confusion of you shaking his hand off. 
The ceremony concludes and you leave the venue with niki and commute back together with no words exchanged. Niki was worried but couldn't manage to say anything to your fallen face. You arrive at your house and niki stills, jumping to his feet. It was now or never. 
"i like you,"
You freeze, eyes taking interest in the pavement beneath your feet, avoiding his piercing gaze and you dodge his confession. He strings you into a hug and you refuse to speak your heart after what you'd heard earlier. You pull away and look him straight in the eyes, missing the same glimmer your front would hold. 
"goodnight, niki"
You turn and walk away from the boy, a tear jerking down your face and slam the door behind your back, sliding to the floor and breaking down into sobs. All the moments shared over the past weeks came crumbling down within a few minutes. He was just another guy in your life now.
It was time you kept your distance, 'cause you weren't going to be the one to get hurt.
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wibble-wobbegong · 1 year
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decided i don’t have the energy to formally reexplain mike’s coded language so i’m gonna ramble about it a little (a formatted post is here) but anyway
the attachment to the idea of playing games in mike’s basement being something mike heavily associated with will is well accepted but i never see people talking about the implications of it in regards to the events of season 3. like, we all know mike was projecting his own insecurities onto will in the rain fight, but you know what will does when mike asks if that was what will wanted? he says yes. those same things mike is trying to deny himself are the things will is saying he wants. he wants that too. he wants a life with mike too.
mike never really gets the chance to process what that means until after the byers initially move july 4th, but he immediately falls into that depressed state of refusing to leave his basement or his room. mike spends all his time playing videos games, practically overdosing on the wants he tried to force himself to move on from. he’s coming to the realization that no matter how hard he tries, he’s never gonna be able to pry this love he has for will out of him. it’s too deeply ingrained into who he is. i actually think that his isolation was him realizing he had fallen in love with will, that it wasn’t just a crush he’d could make go away.
what happens after that is that he gives up on trying to yank that part of himself out and accepts it, maybe not enough to stop hiding it but enough that he’s able to acknowledge that he’s gay and that he can reach out to play games and dnd again. he ends up meeting eddie who pulls him out of that depressive state with the hellfire club and giving mike the chance to play again and that connection between mike’s queerness and dnd grows even stronger as a result since eddie and the hellfire club are both heavily queer coded.
but it’s this idea that will reciprocated. that this thing that made mike realize he was in love with will, getting to actually experience a taste of what it would be like to play games for the rest of his life with will, even with how depressing the whole situation was, mike has to face the way that, on some level, he might not be alone in the way he feels. mike knows that he’s in love with will because of the time he’s had to really understand what he wanted and he’d fallen deep into that state of want to the point it was for the worse because will wasn’t actually there. through it all, mike had to have at least had some understanding that will might’ve liked him too. that, on top of meeting eddie and starting to really accept that piece of himself that he’d spent months and months trying to repress leads to the end of s3
at the end, mike reaches out to will and asks if he wanted to join another party. in the context of what that means for mike, knowing that mike has attached that sentiment to being in love, he’s not just asking if will is gonna move on. he’s asking if will still has those feelings, if that fight was too damning for will to hold onto that want to spend forever with mike. will, again, reciprocates. he says he isn’t moving on, that it was impossible for him to do so. in mike’s mind, will is saying he loves him too. it’s different from will’s perspective, but that’s part of how the whole miscommunication issue got so big in the first place. mike felt forced back into a relationship with el and later thought will was completely ignoring him because of the issues with the phone. mike was angry that will had been ignoring him, but i think a part of him felt guilt for the way he’d continued his relationship with will. not that he was expecting a relationship with will, but i think he had had hope at the end of s3 because of what will said. it wasn’t full blown confirmation but it was enough to feed into the possibility. it encouraged that dream, and then mike wasn’t able to follow up on it. but, mike’s romantic wants with will don’t come before their friendship so he was ultimately mad that will had been ignoring him (from his own pov) and it causes this huge misconception. mike has hope that his feelings might be returned and as soon as he has confirmation from el that she doesn’t love him either (from, el) he literally starts flirting with will. we see him get closer and closer to opening up, practically begging for will to understand without him having to actually say it and then the whole thing with the van happens (he knew) and i just
the way mike had actively been pursuing will is insane. we all joke about how mike was flirting but that’s literally what he was doing. he was testing the waters, seeing if will’s feelings were still there, seeing if there was still a chance. will has no reason to assume that’s what mike is doing, but mike assumes he has a shot. that’s why the miscommunication problem is so fucking big. all it would take is will being a little more selfish, thinking he could have something he wants for once and we probably could’ve had them together in s4. it drives me nuts how fucking close we were sometimes and how obvious mike was about it all. mike wasn’t just crushing, he was looking for a relationship there. will only saw the opportunity for being best friends again because he doesn’t know what mike went through after he left and was physically removed from the situation to make understanding that impossible but mike saw the opportunity for a real relationship with will and he tried but he wasn’t confident enough to be direct about it. they were both too shaky on their feet about their feelings and their identities to go further but it was right there
i hate the duffers. they were seriously this 🤏 close to getting it. the damage caused by “don’t stop… you’re the heart.” will never cease to haunt me
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