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parkersbliss · 2 years

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Hi I request a five x reader were the reader has a mix of black canary’s powers and Wanda maximoff powers love you

i love this character with all my heart now and I love you for requesting this <3333

Good Use | F. Hargreeves

pairing: five hargreeves x reader

wc; 1K

warnings: violence? hate love relationship lmao, sexual innuendo

synopsis: five is just so incredibly insufferable all. the. damn. time.

a/n: I refuse to believe any relationship with five isn’t like this; five is “aged up” in like 16ish cause 13 is weird 👍

requests: CLOSED

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“The kid wants coffee, black,” Five said with a smug smirk.

You roll your eyes as Five soaks in his pride.

“And you?” The lady asks.

You wave her off. “I’m okay, thanks.”

She just nods, turning to the man beside Five. “Cute kids.”

Five smiles, and you elbow his side when her eyes widen and she backs off. “Cut it out with the smiling. It’s creepy.”

“You think me smiling is creepy?” Five deadpans.

“Terrifying.”

It’s Five’s turn to roll his eyes before he stares down at the counter. “I don’t remember this place being such a shithole. I used to come here as a kid. Used to sneak out with my brothers and sister and eat donuts till we puked. Simpler times, huh?”

You want to smack him upside the head. He looks sixteen for god sake.

The man hesitates with an answer. “I suppose.”

The lady comes back, her name tag reading Agnes, and hands the coffee to Five and the pastry to the man.

“I got his,” The man offers, paying Agnes.

Five blinked in surprise. “Thanks.” His eyes drift towards the man's shirt, “You must know your way around the city.”

The man chuckles. “Hope so. I’ve been driving this for twenty years.”

“Good. I need an address.”

You raise your eyebrows in suspicion before grabbing Five’s coffee and drinking some of it for yourself. The hot liquid runs down your throat, bitter. You can feel Five’s glare at you, but you only shrug before setting the cup down.

The man gives Five the address he was looking for before walking out.

Five takes back his coffee, staring into it and taking another sip.

“Did you want more?” He offers.

“What?” You asked. “Did you poison it in the five seconds you’ve had it?”

Five just scoffs. “You probably poisoned it first.”

“Oh, please,” You sigh. “If I wanted to kill you — and I do — that’s hardly how I’d do it.”

“Let me guess,” Five hums. “You’d slam me up against the wall without even moving a hand.”

You grin. “One of many different ways.”

“I’m starting to see how this whole smile thing is creepy.”

You open your mouth to reply when the door to the shop opens. You and Five remain still as he looks to the bell for the reflection.

“Get ready,” He whispers under his breath.

Four gunmen approach the two of you, the barrels all pointed at your heads.

“Hmm, that was fast. Thought I had more time before they found us,” Five said, facing you.

“Okay, so let’s all be professional about this, yeah?” One of them speaks up. The one on Five’s side. “Both of you, on your feet and come with us. They want to talk.”

“I’ve got nothing to say," Five said as you asked.

“Why don’t you deliver a message for us?”

“It doesn’t have to go this way. Think I want to shoot two kids? Go home with that on my conscience?” He replies.

“Well, I wouldn’t worry about that,” You said absentmindedly, finishing off Five’s coffee, earning a kick from under the table that has you biting your lip.

“You won’t be going home,” Five finishes for you. He grabs a butter knife, disappears into thin air, and reappears by the gunman closest to him, stabbing him in the neck.

The gunman next to you is about to pull his trigger, and you just tilt your head. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

You blink, sending him flying across the room.

“Hey, assholes!” Five calls out, following with a whoosh.

You take that as your cue and crack your neck as gunfire explodes. A ball of energy forms in your hands, and you send it directly at the person to your right before propelling yourself up and grabbing their head, dropping to the ground, and hearing a sickening crack. More bullets fire your way, and you easily block them and send them elsewhere. Out of the corner of your eye, Five salutes behind a glass window and vanishes.

He reappears inside, grabbing the leg of a broken chair and piercing a man as your eyes glow red and you throw another man over the counter and into the donuts. One of the gunmen grabs Five, and you easily deflect a ball of energy his way, and he falls on the table. Five, undoes his tie and wraps it around their neck, yanking hard.

Two more guys come in, and Five shouts at you over the chaos.

“Hey, (Y/N), wanna make some noise?”

You quirk an eyebrow at him, kneeing the guy in front of you and slamming him down on the table.

“Preferably now!” Five shouts, ducking.

“Cover your ears,” You said.

You open your mouth just as Five vanishes. You scream, watching in slow motion as the last of the men fall to the ground. Blood pools from their ears and noses, all the glass in the room shattering.

Five reappears next to you with a smirk. “Putting that mouth to use, huh?”

In one quick motion, you thrust out your hand, and he’s pinned to the wall. He coughs, clawing at nothing as you cross your arms in front of him.

“You are absolutely insufferable,” You seethe.

Five kicks his legs out, choking out a few words. “Same goes for you.”

You wait a few more seconds before releasing your hold, and he falls to the ground, gasping in breaths.

“Next time, I’ll blow your mind,” You whisper down next to him. “I’ll show you putting my mouth to good use.”

Someone groans next to you, and in a few seconds, your boot finds home on their neck after crushing it.

You grab the tie left after Five’s attack, returning in front of him.

Five, now on his feet, raises a questioning eyebrow, and you don’t say anything, just fix it back around him.

He smirks as you step back. “Putting those hands to good use, huh?”

“Shut up.”

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icarusignite · 11 months

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So i have a weird reaquest heheh i just read you finan x reader where they die instead of osferth and the final sentence being about them meeting in heaven SO i got this idea about like in the next life maybe like a modern AU they meet by accident in our time like idk the boys go to a bar or something after a day of work and she is there and Finan just feels like they know each other and something and massive fluff!!!

Thank you<3333

A/N: Heyyoo, I love love loved this request, so cute. Hope you like this fic. I had alot of fun writing the "in another world" vibes lol. This is my first time writing modern AU so apologies if it's abit nonsensey.

Word Count: 2.5K

Pairing: Finan x Fem! Reader (no use of y/n), Modern AU

AO3

In this labyrinth of time, our souls entwined

The bar hummed with an energetic atmosphere, vibrant and alive. Warm, dimmed lights cast a golden glow across the space, illuminating the polished wooden surfaces and richly upholstered seating. The air was filled with the mingling scents of aged whiskey, fragrant hops, and delectable cuisine, creating an inviting aroma that embraced the four men who had just entered.

The sounds of conversation, laughter, and clinking glasses merged harmoniously, creating a symphony of human connection. Patrons leaned against the sleek bar, engaged in animated discussions, their voices rising and falling like waves crashing on a distant shore. Bartenders, skilled and swift, expertly crafted cocktails, their movements a well-practiced dance behind the counter. The clatter of shakers, the clinking of ice, and the pop of corks added a rhythmic backdrop to the bustling scene. There was also the occasional burst of applause that erupted from a corner where groups engaged in friendly games of darts or pool. The walls were adorned with eclectic artwork, vintage posters, and memorabilia, and the music, carefully curated to suit the mood, resonated throughout the room.

As for Finan, Osferth, Uhtred, and Sihtric, they navigated their way through the bustling crowd, exchanging nods and friendly greetings with familiar faces along the way. Their destination was a cozy booth nestled against the far wall, worn leather seats beckoning like old friends. The table, scarred with marks of countless conversations and camaraderie, stood as a testament to the memories made within its embrace and the friends settled into their respective spots, each claiming their corner of comfort.

"Now, Osferth," Finan teased, nudging his friend playfully. "Remember, moderation is key tonight. We don't want a repeat of last time, do we?"

"Hey, that was not my fault!" Osferth retorted. "Sihtric was the one who made that stupid wager."

"Well, whatever it was, your girlfriend wasn't too happy about having to drag your drunk ass back home when we called her," Sihtric smirked.

Uhtred rolled his eyes, "How'd someone like you even get a girlfriend Osferth?"

"You're just jealous that our boy here is in an actually stable relationship. Maybe you should learn a lesson or two from him?" Finan threw an arm around the blushing younger boy.

"What, and deny the ladies all this?" Uhtred spread his arms wide and gestured to himself, making the table erupt in snickers.

Osferth's face reddened slightly as he chuckled, his eyes flickering with embarrassment, "I'll make sure I don't lose it today. I don't really wanna bother her."

"Awww, he's in loooove," everyone cooed together, making Osferth blush harder.

"Can we-uh-can we just order, please!"

Uhtred raised his hand and summoned one of the waitresses over. She was a confident-looking woman, and when she caught sight of the boys, her eyes sparkled with familiarity and warmth.

"Evening, gentlemen. What can I get for you today?" she grinned. "Will it just be the usual?"

Uhtred raised a hand to his heart, "Oh you flatter us Amelia, you know us so well."

"It's only right that I remember the order of my best tippers," she winked.

"I supposed it does help that we come in here every Friday night and order the exact same thing?" Sihtric raised an eyebrow playfully.

"I suppose. So yes, the usual then?"

"Thanks, Amelia, you're a doll," Uhtred smiled widely and leaned conspiratorially toward her. "And by the way-"

"Nuh-uh, don't try that with me," Amelia tapped her pen against her notepad. "Cassie from last week was here earlier and she did not look happy."

"Hmm, I wonder what that was about."

"Uhtred..." she warned, equal parts amused and annoyed.

"Oh c'mon, it's not my fault she got attached. It was a one-night kind of thing."

"Uhtred, Uhtred, Uhtred."

"Amelia, Amelia, Amelia, your disappointment in me stings."

Amelia rolled her eyes, "Good. You should learn from Osferth here. Now this is a true gentleman."

She ruffled his hair affectionately, making Uhtred groan.

"I'll send someone over with the food and drinks boys. Have a good time!"

As she walked away, Uhtred leaned back in his seat, a self-satisfied grin playing on his lips, "Did you see the way she looked at me? No woman can resist my charm."

Finan chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh, Uhtred, your ego knows no bounds. She's definitely not into you!"

"Hey, but she could!"

Sihtric sniggered, "Leave it to Uhtred to flirt with every pretty face he comes across."

"And besides, there's no way she'd be into you when you go around breaking the hearts of every woman in her establishment," Osferth chimed in.

Just then, their drinks arrived, and Uhtred was saved from responding. He took his glass absentmindedly from the news server, eyes still lingering on the woman who had retreated behind the counter and was now currently issuing orders.

The four friends were just raising their glasses, toasting to the adventures they had shared and those yet to come, when there was a sudden hush in the atmosphere. The boys turned their eyes toward the commotion along with everyone else in the room.

A drunken man, fueled by liquid courage, had crossed the line of decency, attempting to grope a young woman who had been enjoying her drink in solitude at the bar. The atmosphere crackled with a mix of anger and concern, a collective discomfort rippling through the patrons. The woman's discomfort was palpable, her eyes darting around for help as she swallowed nervously. Uhtred stood, accompanied by his friends, ready to step in immediately, but then a figure burst through the crowd.

You were fierce and unyielding as you emerged, eyes flashing with defiance. Your voice boomed with a fiery determination as you confronted the perpetrator.

"Get your fucking hands off her before I cut them off!"

The drunken man, taken aback by the unexpected confrontation, slurred a profanity-laden response "Mind your own business. The whore was asking for it."

The victim, your friend whom you had left unattended for a moment while you went to the washroom, shuddered at his words and it made your blood boil. You stood your ground with unwavering resolve, managing to stare down your nose at him despite being almost several inches shorter.

"And you know what you're asking for, you pig? A fucking beating?"

The drunk man snarled and the entire bar waited with bated breath. Finan watched you curiously. He had never seen you in his entire life, he knew that much for sure, and yet there was something about you that seemed so familiar. Something about the steely determination in your glare and the way your voice echoed without strain. He found himself worrying for your safety just then, and he told himself that it was just very human of him to be wishing for the safety of a fellow patron of the bar.

"Oh yeah, and who'd gonna give me the beating? A pathetic thing like you?"

The drunkard lunged toward you, his intentions clear. But he had gravely underestimated your strength and resolve. In a swift movement, you dodged his attack, your smaller stature and sober mind giving you the advantage of speed and better coordination. Your fist connected with his jaw in a powerful counterstrike. There was a satisfying crunch and he crumpled with a howl. The sound reverberated through the room, silencing it for a split second before the eruption of applause and cheers.

"Alright, the show's over, get that fucking clown out of my bar!" Amelia finally arrived at the scene with security and everyone watched them throw the man out, returning the familiar buzz of conversation to the environment.

The aftermath of the confrontation still hung in the air as Finan, Osferth, Uhtred, and Sihtric returned to their booth, feeling quite impressed at your bravery. However, there was something else lingering in the air—Finan's undeniable fascination with you.

As they settled back into their seats, Osferth's eyes twinkled mischievously, "Finan, my friend, it seems your attention was captured by more than just the excitement of the moment."

Uhtred chuckled, leaning back with a knowing grin, "Indeed, it appears our fearless Finan has met his match. A strong-willed woman who can throw a punch? I totally see the appeal."

Finan's cheeks flushed, a mix of embarrassment and amusement tugging at the corners of his lips. "No, no, it's not that. I feel like-I feel like I know her."

"You seen her before?" Sihtric raised an eyebrow.

"A one-night-"

"No! Nothing like that!"

Uhtred raised his hands placatingly, "Alright, alright. Shall I ask Amelia then? Maybe she's a regular here?"

"Maybe, I don't know."

"Just go talk to her Finan," Sihtric sighed in exasperation.

"What if she thinks I'm a creep or something?"

"Oh I think she's more than capable enough to handle creeps don't you think?"

"Hey! I don't wanna be handled like a creep!" Finan exclaimed indignantly.

"Well then, you better be on your most gentlemanly behaviour dude," Osferth clapped a hand on his shoulder.

With the resounding support of his friends, Finan steeled his nerves and rose from the booth once more. He crossed the bar, weaving through the mingling crowds until he reached your side. You were still comforting your friend in hushed whispers when she nudged you to turn your attention to the newcomer.

Finan wore an easy confident smile as he leaned against the bar, eyes twinkling with mischief.

"You know," he began, his voice filled with playful charm, "I could swear we've crossed paths before. Perhaps in a previous life?"

You snorted, "Oh wow. That was-"

"Charming?"

"Oh, is that your go-to line?" you raised your eyebrow unimpressed.

"Well, it hasn't failed me yet. But I must admit, it doesn't seem to be working splendidly in this instance," he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

"Well, consider my curiosity piqued, charming stranger."

"Finan, at your service," he extended his hand which you took in a firm handshake.

The moment your palms met, a kaleidoscope of emotions and sensations cascaded through his being, and Finan felt a jolt of familiarity as if the tapestry of time had woven your destinies together long before your paths had crossed here in this bar. Time itself seemed to stutter, as though a forgotten melody had suddenly resurfaced, stirring memories buried deep within him and his heartbeat quickened. He knew you, he could swear it. Within that ephemeral moment, the boundaries of space blurred, and the present moment fused seamlessly with echoes of the past and the whispers of the future. The sensation transcended the confines of the physical world, creating a bridge that spanned eons, traversing the realms of memory and eternity. Finan then pulled away, feeling quite foolish. No girl had ever made him feel this way before but surely it was foolish to be drawn this way to a stranger he had just met. He looked up at you, trying to deduce whether or not you felt a similar connection, or if this familiarity was something on his part alone.

Your eyes were warm as you smiled at him, but there was no recognition in them. That was all well enough, he supposed. The stressful week must be getting to him. This was the first time he'd seen you because there was no way he'd ever forget someone like you if you had made his acquaintance in the past.

"So, will I get to know your name, or are you determined to stay an enigma?"

Your smile grew wider as you introduced yourself.

"That was quite a punch back there," Finan eyed your bruised knuckles in concern. "I must say, I'm impressed."

You laughed, the sound echoing through his ears pleasantly.

"Flattery will get you far, Finan. But tell me, do these lines usually work for you?"

Finan leaned in, his tone conspiratorial, "I'd say they've got about a 50/50 success rate. Though I must confess, it's never been quite as genuine as it is with you."

"Well, you certainly have a way with words. Perhaps, just this once, I'll let you get away with it."

"Wow, in that case, would you let me buy you a drink?"

"Hmm, I'd like that. Thank you."

Finan flagged down the bartender, ordering your preferred drink. Then, with a worried glint in his eyes, he added, "And may we also have some ice for her bruised knuckles, if you don't mind."

The bartender returned, placing your drinks on the bar along with a small bowl of ice. Finan took a few napkins and wrapped a few pieces of ice in them, reaching out to brush his fingers gently across yours.

"May I?"

You nodded hesitantly, and he pressed the cool relief to your knuckles, making you sigh.

You smiled, "Thank you. It's not often I find someone who pays such attention to the little things."

After that, the conversation seemed easy, your words flowing effortlessly like a dance. The bar's ambient sounds faded into the background, leaving you wrapped in a cocoon of shared laughter and connection. You didn't even notice your friend slip away from your side, leaving you two alone at the counter.

Finan's friends observed the scene from their booth, their eyes fixated on their smitten companion. Uhtred leaned in, his voice filled with mischief. "Well, well, it seems Finan has truly met his match."

Osferth nodded, a warm smile on his face as he watched the two of you laugh and engage in witty banter, "He's found someone who can match his wit I guess. It's entertaining for sure."

"How long before he works up the nerve to ask her out?" Sihtric chimed in.

"If he hasn't already," Uhtred pointed out.

"Nah, I don't think he's done it yet. He seems different this time."

"Oh you think you're the expert now Osferth," Sihtric nudged him with his elbow.

"Well, I am the one with the long-term relationship, so yeah, I guess that makes me the expert. We can't very well call Uhtred the expert now can we?"

Back at the bar, you and Finan had continued to share stories, your laughter intertwined with glimmers of vulnerability and shared interests. Finan leaned closer, his voice uttering your name sincerely.

"You know, there's something about you that is so truly captivating. I find myself drawn to your spirit, and I can't help but want to know more."

"My spirit huh? Damn, you definitely have a way with words. So what is it that you want to know, Finan?"

"Everything. I want to know your dreams, your passions, and the adventures that have made you the person you are. I want to know everything about you!"

"Oh."

"If you'll let me of course," he amended quickly, not wanting to scare you off.

Your cheeks flushed a deep red, "I assure you my life has been very ordinary so far, but perhaps you shall hear about it another time."

Finan reached out, gently taking your hand in his, "I eagerly await that time. Until then, may I have the honour of taking you out for dinner?"

"Oh," your eyes widened. "Well...okay yeah, I'd like that. I'd like that very much, Finan."

Your voice tugged at his heart. The cadence of your voice, the melody of your laughter, and the animated movements of your hands, as you talked, resonated deep within him, stirring emotions that defied explanation. The sense of déjà vu enveloped him, painting the air with shades of nostalgia and anticipation. he tried his best to recall the origin of this profound connection, but they slipped through his fingers like whispers in the wind.

His heart called your name, even though it had just learned the shape of it today and your souls, separated by the veil of existence, recognized each other anyways.

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jinkookspencil · 7 months

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bts as musicals

simply put, bts as staged musicals i'm familiar with. a very random list and post i wrote up at 3am. it's not to be taken too seriously of course, and this is just my sleep-deprived opinion and take

namjoon - hamilton

i feel this is self explanatory for anyone familiar with both hamilton and nj

hamilton, entirely self written about a self-made man with the weight of the world on his shoulders who needed to prove himself, all while being completely in homage to rap legends through and through

HELLO????

hamilton is also a musical very centered around loss and i can really see that in joon

loss, rap, and the eternal internal struggle!!!

he'd have so much fun with it but it'd wreck him

satisfied especially

also i hate to make this point but when it comes to the hate that these two receive, sometimes it’s clear that it’s really forced hatred

seokjin - hairspray

the ladies choice amiright ladies?

obviously there’s link, the very attractive man who everyone wants

who is hopelessly in love with a plus sized beauty <3333 so jin

jin has often expressed his love of being “unserious” and we all know he can be like that mostly on camera, but he definitely has that more serious side that really is the basis for his character

isn’t that vaguely reminiscent of hairspray too though?

we often think of it as this unserious musical but it actually has more layers than one might remember, discussing prejudice, body image, individuality, self-image, integrity

i think all of those things matter a whole lot to seokjin

yoongi - les miserables

fuck the system

really, all about rebellion and revolution

but also let me break your heart a little

and let me make you remember that you’re actually living life

very similar themes across both yoongi’s solo work and les mis - injustice, class, tragedy, loss, to name a few. while also being so sympathetic towards its varied characters, reminiscent of yoongi’s sensitivity and mindset

shit think of how yoongi might react to 'i dreamed a dream'

hoseok - wicked

I think jack in the box just solidifies this as my pick for hoseok tbh

because there’s the childlike wonder side we all see and know (wizard of oz, j-hope of bts)

but then everything that surrounds it and the real story behind it (wicked, jitb)

both wicked and jitb offer a look into a “character” we think we’re familiar with, but it turns out we really aren’t

when we finally see them tell their story in their own words

elphaba struggles with her “role” and so does hobi, literally spelling it out for us in jitb

they both feel trapped, and thus reclaim and reinvent themselves

It’s a very identity-focused musical/album that still links back to prejudice in our world, too and "where they fit in"

jimin - chicago

sex

chicago is a look into fame/celebrity and corruption and ambition, and i think jimin has quite strong values when it comes to that

to me, it seems as though he finds those topics very interesting to think about

and also, how that all intersects with sexuality and gender

it feels like the crux of what chicago is as a musical but also who jimin presents himself to be

taehyung - west side story

i wanted something that’s a bit of a more classic musical for taehyung, and out of the ones i am familiar with, wss seemed the most fitting (tho i have a sneaky suspicion that one of the ones i am *not* familiar with might be more him)

taehyung is a romantic and, like nj, he almost romanticizes his losses and spends time looking back and reflecting on his own relationships and even his relationship with 'love' as a whole - layover proves it

so of course wss makes sense, the dance numbers, the longing, the risk of it all, the fact that it's story about "the power of love"

i think it'd leave quite the impact on tae, if he hasn't seen it yet

despite being a retelling of romeo & juliet (which tae would LOVE) wss also set the precedent for many musicals to come, much like tae did. looking back, it was very innovative for its time in so many different ways

musically, it's very taehyung. i could see him wanting to do covers of the songs. maria, tonight, and something's coming (he'd always go back to this song)

in every iteration of it, it's also very cinematic and very personal at the same time, which means it is very taehyung

jungkook - grease

I didn’t WANT to pick grease and feed into that stereotypical ‘bad boy jk’ idea

but like i can’t not

and it’s not so much that it is representative of who jk is as a person

except aesthetically (the dazed cover is proof)

but that i can see jungkook himself enjoying the musical numbers and poking fun at john travolta, imitating him in his dance moves

i think he’ll particularly enjoy “you’re the one that i want” and might develop some sort of ‘corruption’ fantasy of turning a good girl bad

this might be me projecting that i want jk to do to me shhhhhhh

oh and he will go through a phase of calling his car “grease lightning” and sing the song every damn time he gets in it

yeah it'd be hard as fuck to get jk to get rid of his john travolta impression

#bts headcanons #bts headcanon #bts fic #bts reaction #bts reactions #ot7 fic #ot7 reactions #ot7 scenario #ot7 #ot7 scenarios #bts ot7 #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts scenario #bts scenarios

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onmywaytofanfic · 9 months

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Thanks a lot for the tag Kaz @akamikazae let's see if I can do all of them!! :3333

Name: Boro :3

Pronouns: She - Her/ They - Them

Where do you call home: I heard once that home is that place where you can go to the toilet without any problem. I would also add that is that place where you can get yourself a glass of water without asking for one.

Favorite animal: People assumed that I am a cat person, they are wrong I love every animal...also cats, felines in general.

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Cereal of choice: I have a problem with cereals I love them!!! My favourits are honey puff like cereals and those that are squares filled with chocolate or milk. Those are ddelicious GIVE ME CEREALS!!

Are you a visual, audio, or kinesthetic learner: I remember that we have to do this test at the Uni and I was like a mix. Most of the time I doodle while taking notes and when revising stuff I need to move around my room. Also, when I am thinking in general I need music or a podcast while pacing around and a small notebook where I can write down any idea that crosses my mind or doubt while revising something. I tent to do more than one thing at once so, pacing while listening helps me so... Audio-kinasthetic-reading learner

First pet: There is a festivity here Los tres Reyes Magos, Three Wise Men, that we celebrate durign the Xmas time. That night my neighbours dog gave birth to who would be my first truthful friend. I woke up and the neighbour told us that the mother couldn't pass the night. In a small basket they got both pups, one seemed so full of energy the other one was curled up and shaking. I got the curld one without a second though and hugged them. He would be my friend for more than 10 years. I miss him a lot. He got the name of my favourite journalist ever but I keep it for myself ;) Friends know his name.

Favorite scent: Baked cookies, cinammon, but mostly flowery scents like lavender and also, please do not laugh, there is this deodorant chocolate scented ...wow.

Do you believe in astrology: I prefer to keep my thoughts to myself on this one, yet I find astrology interesting but I would not let it choose my life or stuff like that. It is very interestign to have a look at it.

How many playlists do you have on Spotify/apple music: 10

Sharpies or highlighters: Highlighters! I actually enjoy the layers that you can do with them and they got this Cyberpunk effect when done right that I love.

A song that makes you cry: ‘Fucking Perfect' by P!nk or 'The crow and the butterfly' Shinedown.

A song that makes you happy: ‘Lady Domina' Haloo Helsinki! or 'Master of the House' Les Miserables the musical... I have a problem with musicals in general.

And finally do you draw/write/create? I write and draw, a different thing is that I have the guts to call what I do something creative or even worthy. But I just do it, hoping to get better eventually... hope is the key word there. So I do both and technically create since both are creations *badum tsch* I also do tons of memes so...that's creations too, isn't it? One day I may post here those abominations that I call memes.

Hmmmm I tag @succikko-nebulae , @shinoposting , @yamanaka-shin and @spellcasterlight <3<3<3<3<3

Thanks again Kaz!!1 This was fun, I did not know that I had so many playlist on Spotify...and I use one in a loop most of the time xD.

#ty Kaz <3<3 #tag game #tumblr games #this was fun!

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devilish-mirage · 2 years

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Summertime sadness

Marc Spector, Steven Grant, Jake Lockey x Fem!Reader

Tags; fluff, dorks in love, mutual pining, f/m/m/m, established relationship, major character death, angst, pregnancy, babies, still very much in love with each other

Summary; It's a lovely evening and Marc decided to reminisce about the past with you.

Word count; 3k

A/n; thank you beloved for the Spanish sentences <3333 @friendlyneighbourhood-parker

This fic is inspired by Lana's song with the same title.

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"Good evening, baby."

Marc put the flowers down next to you, smiling brightly as he basked in the sunlight.

"Just so you know, I've picked them up on my way here."

He laughed at his own sentence, taking his seat right next to you.

He took a deep breath, staring dreamily at you smiling figure, suddenly he opened his mouth to voice the passing thought, "Do you remember when we first met?"

He said, looking down at you with a soft smile. He could still see how bright your smiles are that day, the very first day he met you.

"You were saying?"

Your voice rang through the empty parking lot, Marc blinked his eyes in confusion as he stared at you.

A girl in her mid 20s, with those beautiful and charming eyes that were boring to his.

"What?"

"Hmm, I really thought that you're asking me out for another date. Was I wrong?"

He panicked, gulping down his saliva, "Marc! Marc! Bloody hell- Marc!" he flickered his eyes looking straight to the reflection on the car door where Steven was frantically trying to grab his attention.

"Finally," his alter breathe, his expression changed into a soft one, "ask her out." he said.

Marc was conflicted, he knew this girl, he also maybe have a slight crush on her but openly flirting isn't really his forte, one might think that he's the confident and ladies man of the two but boy oh boy were they wrong.

"I, uh,"

You waited patiently for him, smiling sweetly as he stuttered his words to you.

"Can I take you out again?"

He looked up, his chocolate colored eyes bored into yours with such nervousness pooled in them, you bit your lower lip in attempt to conceal the smile that's forming on your face.

He's adorable, he really is. You couldn't wrapped your head around why he's so attractive to you but you're not one to complain for a good time so you've accepted it.

Than that thing leads to another row of dates where Marc and Steven tried to woo you to their best abilities, it was amazing, those dates were best time you've ever had in your life.

With just you and him- well, his alter too of course but you didn't knew that yet.

Until one day, you saw your boyfriend at a local bar, sitting alone with his back slumped and he's wearing a combination of outfit that you've never seen he wore before.

Why is he unironically dressed like a taxi driver on their day off?

So you decided to approach him but to your surprise he's not your boyfriend, he's not your Steven.

And sure enough, your relationship has been a bumpy ride since then, imagined just figuring out that your boyfriend of 3 months has a DID and he didn't even bother to tell you?

But the longer you tried with every tear, every skipped heartbeat, the passion and the pain, it's all worth it. They are all worth it. You eventually grew to love each of them equally as the time pass by.

"Are you guys sure I look good?"

"You look handsome, hermano." (Brother)

"We look the same but yes, you look good, Marc."

"I don't need your sassy tone right now, Steven"

Marc threw a glare at his alter before fixing the tie that was wrapped on his neck once again, no matter how many times he had undo it, it doesn't look that good in his eyes, he wanted everything to look perfect for this special evening. He had planned this for years, he couldn't mess this up, no.

Steven softly smiled at Marc,"It's alright," he's also nervous but Marc looked worse than him, "you'll do well, I'm sure." he said, mainly to calm down Marc but he did try to craved those words into his own mind so that he would also calm down a little.

"estoy seguro que lo haremos bien, ahora levanta tu trasero." (I'm sure we'll all do great, now get your ass up.)

Jake's voice snapped Marc out of his trance. Yes, of course, he could do this.

Marc nodded his head, looking at the jewelry box before he opened them, there it was, the diamond ring he had been put to the side because he wasn't sure when is the right moment but he couldn't wait anymore, he have to do this, he wanted to.

He took a deep breath and opened the door and was immediately greeted by you, you were wearing the most beautiful dress he had ever seen, he's sure it's like that because you're the one who wore it but still, "you took longer than I do." The teasing in your smile and voice is evident that he couldn't help but laughed softly, "I'm sorry, let's go?" You nodded, making your way to him and linked your arms around his. "Let's go, baby."

You sigh, walking in front of him with his suit wrapped around your body. You smiled at the stars above, they were shining so bright, even brighter than they usually do and is it just you or the moon also looked closer tonight?

Marc gulped, he nervously gripped the ring box inside his pocket, he took a deep breath. He could do this right? He practice way too hard for this, he could do it, yeah. Of course he could.

He kept repeating the sentence inside his mind, he make his way towards you slowly, you were still so focused on staring at the sky to notice that he's on his knees for you.

"Why are you kneeling down?"

The moon god suddenly said, looming at his avatar's figure before his avatar glared at him. "Move." The moon god didn't budge. Khonshu didn't understood the concept of his avatar kneeling down to anyone except him.

Marc could feel the vein popping in annoyance, "Khonshu, I swear-"

"Marc?"

He was startled when you crouched and met his height, looking at him with those innocent eyes and a smile plastered on your face before you look down to the ground.

"What? Did you found a treasure down there or something?"

Suddenly the deity infront of him didn't matter, only you, him and the lone box inside his pocket.

"Hm?"

You looked up and met his eyes, those same very eyes that you grew to love and can't life without.

"Do you know that I love you?"

You raised one of your eyebrow at him, smiling at the question, "it's pretty obvious really, you're smitten."

He nodded his head, laughing slightly at your answer before pulling the box from his pocket, you tilted your head in response.

He softly smiled at your reaction when you suddenly looked up and that panicked expression painted your face.

You couldn't believe it, is this truly happening right now? You pinched yourself on your cheeks, hard. You winched at the pain it caused, Marc only stared at you, drinking your expression with a soft smile before he was forced out by someone.

"te casarías conmigo?" (Marry me?)

Jake's voice rang clear, breaking the silence that resided between you and Marc earlier.

Marc and Steven stared at their alter from the car's reflection in disbelief, "Traitor! You fucking-!"

"Jake! We were supposed to go in order!"

You were speechless, you've imagined this scenario over and over in your head and you didn't knew that it'll come so soon.

You couldn't even trusted your own voice, you only nodded your head eagerly at the man in front of you with a wide smile, you didn't even realized that the tears has fallen from your eyes.

A hand wiped your tears away, frowning slightly as he stare at your face, you tried to laughed it out but it just wouldn't stop. You couldn't stop crying.

"Don't cry, love."

You gripped his hand, nodding your head and smiled the tears still falling from your eyes, "I love you, I love you so much. I love you more than my Egyptian books that I have pilled up-"

You laughed, sniffing as you close the distance and kissed his lips messily.

You pulled back and planted your foreheads together, he softly whispered the words he's been practicing hard to you, "May I have the honor of being your husband?"

You hummed, leaning to kiss him again. "Yes," a kiss, "you," another kiss, "may." and another soon followed, he giggled at your response, kissing you lovingly before opening his eyes once more.

You knew that stare, you knew who's eyes are those, you stare at him lovingly, "you asked me if I've found a treasure earlier, right?"

You sniffed, "Y-yeah." letting your boyfriend wiped the remaining tears yet again from your face.

He smiled softly at you, "I'm looking at it right now," leaning closer as his eyes gazed lovingly into your own, "you're our treasure, y/n." He continued with a soft whisper.

"I don't know what I'll do without you and I don't even want to imagined that, so... " your breath hitched as he opened the jewelry box, it was the most beautiful diamond ring you've ever set your eyes upon. "Marry me," feeling the tears welled once up again, "Marry me and never leave my side.

I promise I'll make you the happiest woman alive if you give me the chance."

"Yes! Yes! A hundred times yes!"

You bawled your eyes again not knowing that Steven and Jake were scolding Marc in their shared headspace.

"Now, look at what you did, Marc!"

"Mierda, Marc!" (shit)

You blankly stare at the plastic in front of you, biting your lips hard as you waited for the results to appear.

Once it showed, you quickly stumbled outside, accidentally slamming the bathroom door, making your husbands came running straight at you.

"Mi cielo!" (My heaven)

"What happened?!"

"Are you alright?!"

They kept fronting back and forth and it's honestly quite funny on how they all have different expressions and accents.

You shook your head and showed them the test pact results, smiling brightly.

They froze, looking at the double strips in silence, you tilted your head, you couldn't see their expression and you could felt the anxiety seeping through your bones with each passing seconds, did you read them wrong? Did they not want a child? Did they regret it? What are they-

Suddenly you were swept off your feet and they spin you around, laughing loudly.

"I'm gonna be a father!"

"I can't believe it!"

"Well, now you're not gonna be the only one who calls me Daddy, huh?"

You rolled your eyes playfully at him, the smile was evident on both of your faces.

Screams and shouts were the only thing that was heard from the operating room, your voice was the loudest compared to them all, your hand gripped your husband's tightly, clawing them as you tried to push the baby out of you.

Marc winced, taking a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down. The pain didn't bother him but the way your voice and pained expression did, it made him felt horrible.

He silently and desperately prayed, prayed for your and your baby safety. He felt you held his hand tighter, "it's alright, baby. You're doing an amazing job, you're wonderful." Marc said, smiling softly as you closed your eyes before pushing again.

You tried your hardest and he knew, he could felt his heartbeat quickened with every push that you made.

It pains him to see you like this, he doesn't want you to go through this. If he could he'll gladly took the pain away, he'd rather suffer and take all the pain away rather than for you to experience this.

"Hey, love. You'll be just fine."

Steven frontend, brushing your hair out of your face softly, he softly smiled at you in attempt to reassure you.

"Breath, I'm here, we're here with you."

You nodded your head at him, taking another deep breath as you tried to push again. You can do it, you have too. You said to yourself.

"You're almost there, keep going!"

The doctor shout and that has given you a newfound motivation, you felt the grip on your hand became tighter.

Jake frontend next, the doctors in the room already said that your baby head is already out but you've already looked so worned out.

"You're doing great, mi ceilo." (My heaven)

You gasped, feeling yourself being spilt in two. You screamed in agony, you don't think- you couldn't, no, you couldn't give up now, you flickered your eyes to your husband, you can't even recognized who's fronting right now but the pain in his eyes and your lower half is too much for you to handle by yourself.

He bit his lip hard, trying to stay strong for all of you but he knew deep down his nightmare would came true.

"no te haré pasar por esto otra vez, lo siento." (I'm not putting you through this again, I'm sorry)

And then you both heard it, the obnoxiously loud sound of a baby crying. You sighed in bliss and let yourself sink into the mattress, you felt like shit, you felt sticky and you could barely opened your eyes but you did managed to caught a glimpse of your baby before the doctors handed them to your husband.

Steven smiled proudly, looking at his daughter in awe, "she's perfect," he said just barely above whispers as if he's afraid that the little bundle of joy in his arms would be frightened.

"She looked exactly like you."

"I'm sure she'll be a trouble maker."

"She'll also be a heart breaker, look at her. As pretty as an angel."

You let out a weak laugh at their banter, taking another deep breath as you felt like the room is moving, your visions starting to get blurry.

"Can I please hold her?"

Your husband nodded his head, smiling softly as he carefully place your daughter in your arms.

"Hey, little girl. You're so pretty."

You whispered at her, you used your finger to poke and caress her small cheeks and she smiled in response.

You felt your heart melt and Marc's too as he stare at the sight.

He's so blessed.

You looked up at him and tried to scoot over to make room, you tilted your head to the side, silently asking him to lay next to you.

He looked around, the doctors were already out and they did say he could spend some alone time with you.

He giddily smile and lay down, carefully placing your head on his chest as he cradle you closer and looked down at your baby.

"I love you,"

"I love you more, baby."

He thanked the God above for giving him this chance, a chance to be happy with you and his alters but now he have one more bundle of joy to take care off.

But the smile on his face left as soon as it came once he realized the light in your eyes started to dim down.

He quickly leaned closer and kissed your forehead, murmuring the words into your skin.

"Hey, hey, just- just stay awake for me?"

He leaned back, staring at your calm and contempt face in panic, he could felt your heartbeat getting slower and weaker.

No, no, no! Please, please don't do this to him. Not you, anything but you!

He felt the cold touch of your hand on his cheek, smiling weakly at him, "You should smile, they suit you better."

He gripped your arm, desperately trying to held the tears from falling down his face.

"Nothing could suit me more than you do, love."

You laughed at Steven's word, winching as you felt the pain coming through.

"I-is that a promise?"

Jake nodded his head, "Es una promesa, mi amor." (It's a promise, my love)

You sigh, struggling to keep your eyes open. "Can I sleep for a bit? I'm so sleepy." you could felt he tightened his grip on your body as the words left your mouth, his breath hitched.

"Yes, yes, you can."

"Right, I'll see you in a bit."

He choked a sob, he couldn't keep it in anymore, the tears are already falling from his eyes, wetting his cheeks.

"I'll see you in a bit, baby."

And with that you closed your eyes, Jake couldn't take it anymore so he broke down, holding the baby closed to his heart. He made a vow that day, to make sure that his angel would be safe and sound and he wouldn't let the world hurt her, whatever it takes.

"Daddy?"

He blinked his eyes and flickered his gaze to the girl in front of him, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just thinking on how beautiful mommy looked right now,"

He quickly wiped his tears away, laughing slightly to hide them.

"The wind is really naughty, they blew dust into daddy's eyes!"

The girl smiled brighly at him, those were the same smile as yours. They're identical. He softly smiled, handing her his phone, where it showed your picture.

She gasped, "She really is beautiful, daddy!" giggling, looking at the pictures and him back to back.

"Wow, I look like her!"

Marc nodded his head, brushing his daughter's hair behind her ears.

"You really do."

"Does that means I'm as pretty as mommy!"

"You're as pretty as mommy, maybe even prettier." She gasped, giggling loudly as she hugged her father.

Steven frontend for a moment and hugged their daughter tight, he missed hugging you, they all missed you.

He flickered his gaze to your grave with a small smile.

"I think I'll miss you forever, like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky." he said, fighting back the tears that threatened to fell as he stared at your tombstone with you daughter wrapped tightly in his arms.

His breath are shaky as he tried to tear his eyes away from your picture on his phone, he took another glance at your tombstone before forcing himself to stood up.

"We have to go now," Jake said, the words were heavy on his chest, your daughter nodded her head and held his hand tightly as they walked away but then she ran back to your grave, putting a single flower that she picked down and smile brightly.

"I miss mommy too but don't worry, I'll protect daddy!"

He almost broke down at the sight, "we're so lucky to have you." he said as he kissed your daughter's forehead.

#steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #moon knight #steven grant #marc spector #moon knight x reader #moon knight au #marvel moon knight #mcu moon knight #jake lockley x reader #jake lockley #steven grant x you #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight fluff #moon knight angst #mira writes shts

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miss-morgans-lover · 12 days

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My Ships + Their Songs:

(PRDC Version)

Kendall/Shelby - They have a few, I can't pick between them, but:

Judas - Lady Gaga

Scotty Doesn't Know - Maddie Ross

Friends Don't Fuck - HAVEN

The Other Man - The Next Step

Secret Love - The Next Step

She Keeps Me Up - Nickleback

What Love Is About - XO-IQ

Kendall/Phillip - They have a couple, but the first one is them, imo:

Cool For The Summer - Demi Lovato

Paparazzi - Lady Gaga

Prince Ali - Annapantsu (version)

Kendall/Ivan, not as many for these two, but that's ok

Maneater - Nelly Furtado

From Now On - The Features

Partners In Crime - Set It Off

Kendall/Heckyl, the first one is so them, after 'nightmare in amber beach'

Troublemaker - Olly Murs

Heavy Metal Lover - Lady Gaga

In The End - Linkin Park

Beggin' - Måneskin

Chase/Riley (Chiley), these two are practically canon and we know it

My Love Mine All Mine - Mitski

I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys

Live While We're Young - One Direction

Shut Up And Dance - WALK THE MOON

Your Man - Josh Turner

Shelby/Tyler, my canon babies <3333

Shut Up And Dance - WALK THE MOON

Firecracker - Josh Turner

I Was Made For Lovin' You - KISS

Teenagers - MCR

Brave - The Next Step

Phillip/James, The ship very few asked for, but I love sm

From Now On - The Features

What Love Is About - XO-IQ

Angel With A Shotgun - The Cab

Still Into You - Paramore

Mr Loverman - Ricky Montgomery

Phillip/Ivan, The definition of Knight/Prince

Can't Remember To Forget You - Shakira

Hood Rose - The Next Step

My Love, My Life - ABBA

Paparazzi - Lady Gaga

Gimmie More - Britney Spears

Tyler/Ivan, The enemies to lovers ship we didn't know we needed, but got anyway

Angel With A Shotgun - The Cab

Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift

Lay All Your Love On Me - ABBA

I Kissed A Boy - Jupither

Rivalry - The Next Step

Matt/Ivan, the ship @spookyblazecoffee made me ship

T- Shirt - Thomas Rhett

Best Friends Brother - Victorious Cast

Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen

Mr Loverman - Ricky Montgomery

Chase/Kendall, the ship I kinda ship, but more in a best friends with benefits way

Warrior Of The Mind - EPIC: The Troy Saga

We Doin' It - XO-IQ

Friends Don't Fuck - HAVEN

MAMMAMIA - Måneskin

I Found My Voice - Lost And Found Music Studios

Riley/Ivan, the Sword Bfs that are way too gay for eachother

Young + Tragic - Jackson Rathbone

Style - Taylor Swift

Unconditionally - Katy Perry

Heroes - Zayde Wolf

Partners In Crime - Set It Off

Riley/Heckyl, the ones that have way too much tension for the natur of their relationship

Angel With A Shotgun - The Cab

Can't Remember To Forget You - Shakira

Troublemaker - Olly Murs

Bad Romance - Lady Gaga

If I Killed Someone For You - Alec Benjamin

For The Thrill Of It - COUNTERFEIT

(@spookyblazecoffee @themundanemudperson @the-gays-ever @gayferret420 @rawrloooool @hesploro12 )

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slaasherslut · 10 months

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Thank you so much to my bestie @rottent33th for tagging me ily 💋<3333

Rules: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people

I Am The Weapon- Three Days Grace

Take Me Back To Eden - Sleep Token

The Death Of Peace And Mind - Bad Omens

Intergalactic - Beastie Boys

Miracle - A Day To Remember

Ptolemaea - Ethel Cain

Bloodlust - The Last Ten Seconds of Life

Slaughterhouse - Motionless In White

Soul Erased - The Last Ten Seconds Of Life

New Gods - Thy Art Is Murder

no pressure at all tags: @solmints-messyocdiary @goldrose-star @devil-doll13 @bluecoolr-main @myers-meadow @shonkgobonk @necrodancy @hamburgerslippers @ventiswampwater @flower-crowned-lady

#for how drunk i am im surprised i made so few spelling mistakes on the first try while typing #*pats myself on the back*#good job slaashy #tag game #slaasher speaks

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key-lime-soda · 1 year

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my full thoughts on the mini episodes

KAI: I was not ready for this. it broke my heart so hard. first of all, gashu with long hair is cursed. also why was tiramisu so weirdly emphasized?? a bit odd but oh well. then there was Sei and I was screaming so hard. it's fucking Ranger omg. but smal??? and human??? I was really surprised to find out he was human. he said his dad died and for a moment i thought his dad was Mr policeman but then I realized the timings didn't match up. the guy who killed sei kinda looked looked like him tho. but yea it was just so heartbreaking. seeing gashu be an actual good dad was painful. he only became such a heartless guy once he had to accept that one of his sons would kill the other. it kinda explains why he didn't care about ranger. it was too late, his son was ready gone. sobbing and crying. when they played the piano music from kanna's death I almost teared up. that was toooo much. 1000/10

ANZU: this one felt like a nice silly break after the anguish from Kai's story. anzu without her clown outfit is soooooooo cute <3333 I think it's silly that she didn't really know what she liked. finding ur passion is a nice storyline. her dynamic with the other clown guy was kinda sweet. he just liked teaching her and she liked learning. they made it kinda weird by calling him cute when she saw him in the room but i guess thats just what teens do sometimes so I'm not gonna think about it too much. the lady that came by and tried to make him come back was sooo sus tho. didn't trust her at all. I think she reminded me of Megumi. also the clown guy is named Ryuu so that's probably something important to remember. overall it was short and sweet, 7/10

ALICE: this one was just heartbreaking. not in the feral screaming kind of way but in a sad "noooooooooo :(" kind of way. Alice just wanted to be a big brother. they cared so much for each other but it just didn't work out. the fact that the drums are what keep connecting and separating them is just awkfndidnxjdbdhsbdh. 8/10

#I have a lot more to say about the first one but I need screenshots to go with it so ill do that later #yttd spoilers #yttd #your turn to die spoilers

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diagonal-queen · 9 months

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thungo thursday moment ahaha

they didn't animate akutagawa's final words properly DAMNIT bones

atsushi tired and panting kinda.........hear me out......also ango....wyd here babygirl..........

okay BRAMS ABOUT TO APPEAR GUYS OMG

OMG HE'S SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL AND RELATABLE AS ALWAYS OMG BONES YOU'VE ACTUALLY ANIMATED A CHARACTER RIGHT I'M SO PROUD OF YOU IT *ONLY* TOOK FIVE SEASONS <333

no okay i SWEAR i've heard his voice somewhere before. i've heard this voice before where have i heard it

OH FUCK HE WAS NANAMI AND OVERHAUL no fuckin wonder i know the voice

OMG HIGUCHI MY QUEEN I MISSED YOU <3333

the vampire noises eughhhhhh it sounds like a cat gagging on something poor higuchi pls dont be dead

hirotsu protecting tachihara we stan a king with good taste <3 underrated old man

jouno is to tecchou like atsushi is to akutagawa, in the sense that they'll find any reason at all to insult them T-T especially when there's something dangerous happening that could kill them at any moment. what i'm saying is gay behaviour

not like the silly teruko and tachihara moment with the evil ominous music in the background T-T

also tachihara getting the pretty treatment this episode fr. maybe bones felt bad because it was his last (IM SORRY HELP)

NOT FUKUCHI JUST CLOSING THE COFFIN WHILE BRAM ASKS FOR A RADIO LMAOOOOOOOO BRO'S HAD ENOUGH

hey uhh, hey fukuchi??? this is a pretty fucking gay way of thinking about your ex 'friend'

the cherry blossoms and everything T-T my man is WHIPPED (same fukuchi. i disagree with many of your views on the world but i agree with you that fukuzawa is love fukuzawa is life)

mori also getting the pretty treatment tf?????

NOT THE AGENCY SNITCHING TO MORI ABOUT TACHIHARA EFBHKJQGHKHDSKFHKDSHGHHDSFCJHKGHKSGHDGBSD

'i pretended to join the mafia and faked emotions' except the romantic ones you had for gin though. except for those tachiboy

its so funny how fukuchi is explaining his plan to tachihara and bram is just there. like he's just laying there waiting to be picked up lmaooo

him putting his bandaid back on :') ALSO IS HE GONNA SAY THE 'i'm not a hunting dog i'm the port mafia's tachihara michizou' line (or whatever the fuck it was i dont remember word for word) OR DID THEY SKIP THAT BECAUSE IF THEY SKIPPED THAT ICONIC LINE I AM GONNA THROW HANDS

if only tachihara hurried the fuck up with his ability everything would have been good again (im fucking JOKING its a joke holy shit calm down)

OMG THEY DIDN'T SKIP THE PORT MAFIA LINE LESGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO TACHIHARA MICHIZOU OF THE PORT FUCKING MAFA

aww hell nah they took his fucking eyes smh can't have shit in detroit

'tachihara you are no angel' you're wrong actually tachihara is perfect and he's done nothing wrong in his life ever i actually know that its canon because I Am God

imagine a yosano and tachihara reconciliation moment where she heals his eyes and they have a long talk about his brother and all that and they become friends that would be the most adorable fucking thing ever omg i need this

'i care for my men tachihara' you just sliced his eyes out fukuchi

omg hopefully we'll get to see agatha soon enough that would be cool i want more british tea lady

and thats it for this week folks. i wish i could have been more enthusiastic about this episode but i'm so unbelievably tired and i just wanna go eepy have a good day guys <3

#dia's daydreams #thungo thursday #tachihara pls dont be die #also i wanna see tecchou and kenji fuckin fight already that would. be sick

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hauntedwoman · 2 months

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I wouldn't say I had Crazy Mad Advice but i will chime in on interview advice bc im autistic too and i usually do ok!!! Maybe have some good knowledge abt the radio station and their recent work or the community they serve?? Dont force yourself to smile or change your voice i would say?? Be Yourself sounds so dumb but feel empowered to allow your passion to shine through autistically . They will almost definitely meet your energy and feel rlly excited by you!!! You're so well suited, remember that and you will do amazing. Seriously manifesting this for you darling!! Good luck <3333

the lady i initially spoke to about this position was so kind and seemed really interested in my experience and skills so im hoping that the other person im interviewing with will be just the same !! however, i think it's a phone interview instead on something in-person and i hope it won't throw me off bc i won't be able to mirror any kind of body language. im also interviewing with a man instead of a woman (which is okay) but it definitely feels more intimidating.... but thank you so much henry !! <33

here's your little playlist: "king" - florence and the machine "waltz (better than fine)" - fiona apple "it'll all work out" - phoebe bridgers "tiniest lights" - angel olsen "peace of mind" - the killers

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birues · 8 months

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1, 7 and 17 for Tuana? 💖

Tysm Anna <3333

What memory would your OC rather just forget?

Haurchefant’s death weighs heavyly on her but she wouldn’t erase that. She wouldn’t erase anything that she blames herself because she doesn’t think she’s worthy of bliss of not remembering. But if she could, she would really forget fighting Thancred possessed by Lahabrea. She’d rather wish both of them just… forget about it. Like it never happened. The wound on her stomach? Must’ve been a primal.

What's one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

Not much, since I started to play ffxiv on April! I guess I’m still figuring her out as the story progesses. She went thorugh some design changes and I initially wanted her to be a caster but then I started to play pugilist for Ala Mhigan origin reasons and it clicked w me better than THM ever did. And her, I suppose. Buff warrior lady rights!

What is the worst thing you have put your OC through story-wise?

Apart from all the hardships the story has put her through, I think giving her Ala Mhigan background made everything, especially Ilberd’s betrayal and all of Stormblood way more… personal and painful. But my own personal touch would be her family. Magistrate mother who threw her own son to the fire to not to expose her personal connection to the resistance. Oh, Tuana loved her elder brother. She looked up to him. But one day… he was just… Gone. Amara, her mother, did everything in her power to keep her remaining children out of Imperial hands… Which resulted Tuana growing up very sheltered and unprepared to navigate an occupied nation’s political winds. She had no idea how to make sense of the world with so many contradictions and she had no one to guide her through. And she had their youngest sister to protect. Regardless, her mother’s efforts have been for naught when she turned her mother for help to save her lover’s family. Her mother, to maintain appearances, did not only interfere, but also sped up the process. With the rage of losing her family her lover betrayed Tuana and it resulted in her sister, Aleit being injured by a primal. Everything gave way to Tuana being sent to Garlemald as a political hostage of sorts alongside her father. She met Zenos there which ironically inspired her to fake her own death and escape. Little did she know her own brother helped Ilberd and her sister joined the Garleans and rose up to be Nero’s assistant..

#ffxiv #tuana tag #heavensward spoilers #stormblood spoilers #arr spoilers

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wyrm-in-a-closet · 1 year

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SPARKLE IS THE BEST FUCKING CHARACTER EVER AND YOU BETTER VOTE FOR HER IN THE @transfemswagbracket OC CONTEST!!!

And HERE is WHY!

(TW: spiders)

first: personality. sparkle is SILLY and STUPID. she does things like FIGHT PEOPLE and get herself INJURED. and she does those VERY OFTEN. she is also very traumatized and doesn't know it which just makes her weirder and more awkward. she is HORRIBLE at social interaction and would rather look at COOL BUGS in the forest. or maybe COOL ROCKS in the forest. or maybe COOL PLANTS in the forest. sparkle like looking at cool things in the forest more than she likes talking to you. thinking about it now maybe this girl also has a bit of autism in her. this happens to all my characters god dammit.

second: just look at her. sparkle is a thing known as a shifter- basically a magical person who can transform between a human form, an animal form, and a "half" form, which part human and part animal, as seen below (Shifters are created by my friend @magicsmischiefs.) Sparkle's particular animal is a SPARKLEMUFFIN SPIDER. aka. the best spider to ever exist.

I mean just LOOK at this FUCKING FELLOW. sparklemuffin spiders are a type of jumping spider, and can jump over 50 times their body length! this applies to sparkle as well, and since her half form is closer to human size, she can cover a lot more distance than a tiny spider. however, she's still super fucking short in half form, at 3'6". tiny bastard woman. in her human form she's taller though. just over 5 foot. barely. anyways here's what the bitch actually looks like, art also by @magicsmischiefs. look at the fucked up spider lady <3333

third: backstory. Sparkle is from Miami- no not that miami. which miami? the tiny ass one in oklahoma. there are like, 8 (okay there's like 12877 more people than that but you get the point) people there. instead of using THE INTERNET or ELECTRONICS sparkle instead spent all her time in the FOREST. because of this sparkle is literally the opposite of terminally online she has used THREE websites ever and those are GOOGLE WIKIPEDIA and COOLMATHGAMES. maybe others for school but who knows miami is a tiny ass town who knows if their school has that shit. her parents also never really gave any attention to her because they're shitty ass parents. that's why shes traumatized and doesnt know it. despite this sparkle STAYS SILLY. :3.

fourth: other random FUN FACTS: -sparkle taught herself how to use a SCYTHE as a weapon. nobody is quite sure where she got it or how she learned to use it but she has it and it is her BEST FRIEND. -Sparkle's parents honestly can't remember Sparkle's assigned gender at birth one day they were just like. did we always have a girl or is that a new thing. and then never brought it up again. this is canon and that's just how shit of parents they are. -sparkle plays ELECTRIC GUITAR. again nobody is sure where she got it and there's a decent chance it's stolen but she rocks out on it. also fun fact the species name for jumping spiders is latin for "rocking" because of the dances they do while mating, but that also means sparkle is ROCKING OUT all the time just be being alive. -sparkle does WRESTLING at her school and CAN and WILL beat eveyrone in her weight class up. i have no idea if her school would even be big enough to have wrestling but there's tulsa like an hour away she can wrestle there. it works. -sparkle would probably use NEOPRONOUNS except that she literally doesn't know what those are so she just uses she/her. that might change at some point (she may meet another of my characters who *is* a canonical tumblr user) but for now that's how it is. -she couldn't be fucked to think of a new name for herself so just took SPARKLE from her being a sparklemuffin spider. (this is definitely not because that's just what i named her and only later thought of a good explanation).

everyone can and should ask questions about her if you want

sorry this is so long but #SPARKLESWEEP

#Sparkle trp #transfemswagbracket #Transfemswagbracket oc tournament #Propaganda #Sparkleganda #Spiders #Tw spiders #SPARKLESWEEP

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quarktrinity · 5 months

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quark watches star trek season 2 episode 12

wow what a conveniently expository conversation theyre having just after beaming down

no chekov dont enter the spooky building

holy shit a dead dude

yep that dude sure is dead

holy shit alive people

weirdly loud and intense music

obviously old people think theyre in their late 20s. uh oh

old guy: "elaine was so beautiful. so beautiful." kirk: :T

yes kirk we get it ur into blondes

"old friend" ok so shes his ex. how many exes does this dude have

"when my husband died" so shes single. alright

i think i realized why i find so many of the Kirk Romances boring and annoying and only some of them fun and interesting. most of them are entirely on the basis of "shes blonde and hot and likes him because hes blonde and hot," and all the interesting ones actually establish chemistry and tension and its not just showing that theyre attracted to each other, its showing WHY. and then the boring ones just assume u understand why kirk wants to bang this blonde chick of the week. i actually dont. shes boring, show me why he wants her

obviously plot relevant comet mentioned off-handedly by spock as having not been investigated

kirk having memory troubles methinks

it seems the whole crew is becoming Old

topless kirk <3 thaaaanks <3333

kirks definitely having memory troubles

kirks tummy is so good

kirk has Body Pains

mccoy has gray hairs. theyre all entering their dilf eras

mckirk sexual tension

kirk has arthritis. lmao

they tried to make kirk look like hes balding by just slicking back his hair. he looks kinda goofy

mccoy looks ancient

mccoys southern accent is coming out

whoever wrote this episode thinks aging is horrifying

off-screen lady is off-screen

ok blonde doctor lady is starting to get interesting. my favorite part of this is that kirk points out that she talks like spock. interesting of u to say abt a lady ur hot for kirk.

blonde doctor lady is into dilf kirk. aight

honestly they didnt make kirk very dilfy :/ they shouldnt have slicked his hair back like that, it looks silly

kirk calls out that blonde doctor lady is into older men

alright this is a good love interest. im cool with this

chekov is grumpy

kirks memory troubles are starting to become problematic

kirks napping <3

woah so crazy how the comet was plot relevant

kirk you gotta go take another nap or something

weird tinfoil dildo

spock says Its Too Cold

commodore guy says kirk is getting too stupid to be captain

"this isnt gonna hurt a bit" "thats what you said the last time!" "did it hurt?" "yes!"

dead lady

kirk is obviously insecure

spock were in crisis i think its fine if kirk repeats himself sometimes for a bit. give him time to fix this

mccoys napping <3

kirk is canonically 34

kirk is grounded

kirks being funny <3

kirk does make a good point that theyre wasting time they could spend fixing this problem

commodore dude immediately makes dumb decisions

kirk as a rambling old man is fun to watch

hes acting like a jilted lover with spock. i love this show

the camera is still obsessed with kirks ass

hahahaha this show thinks radiation poisoning can be treated

commodore dude forgot about the space cold war

kirk is once again in restraints

"it could cure or kill" so itll obviously work

kirk has no fear of death

camera is weirdly focused on kirks crotch

yes lets zoom on his crotch while he writhes on the bed in pain. i couldnt make this shit up if i tried

commodore dude doesnt know shit about the space cold war

kirk is Fine now. damn i almost forgot how sexy he is

kirk is so good at captaining

the romulans should know that kirk would never blow up his ship. dont they even watch star trek

mcspock banter

"well, gentlemen, all in all, an experience well remember in our old age- /stops, reaches for his back with a surprised and thoughtful expression, then adjusts so it looks like hes just holding his hand on his hip/ ...which wont be for some while, i hope" youre 34 kirk it happens

#quark watches star trek #star trek #star trek tos

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idk if it counts as a hc but i think you are the Nicest™ to everyone you meet

this is so sweet ahh??? :,)))

i hope so!! actually, when i was around 10 years old my mom made some offhand comment about a lady who requested to follow her on facebook and my mom was like "she was so mean to me when we were 13 why would she want to follow me?"

and it SHOOK ME because my mom was an Adult! She had a house and children and a job and a car and that other lady probably had a house and children of her own and so much life had happened since my mom spoke to that woman but she was always going to be remembered by my mom as being mean. and like, maybe she grew up and maybe she was a lot nicer now and had changed, and she had people she loved and who loved her, but that was the lasting impression she would leave on my mom, and that was part of who she was too. (like the rest didn't matter, it was the fact that she was mean that stuck w my mom)

and, im not joking, ever since that story i was like,,, i never want anyone to look back on their life one day and say 'oh nat? she was really mean to me. she said some really mean things.' or whatever. LIKE IT SHOOK ME UP SO MUCH

which isn't to say i've been 100% nice all the time, because i haven't i've definitely made mistakes, but i do try my best to rectify them!! and i'm always really careful to sort of lead with kindness (also it just feels better?? like it really does change your outlook on life and it boosts your mood!!! being nice for the sake of it is fun!!)

okay i am SO SORRY that was the tangent of the century but this has made my day AND ALSO FELLOW ( ™️ ) USER!!! I SEE YOU AND I AM YOU!!!! (remember when the ™️ emoji was like sexier and it blended in with the text instead of looking all bulky like that?? i miss those days)

okayyy bye have a good day <3333

#asks

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thecatboyfriend · 2 years

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alright what is my nygmobblepot college au??

title's self-explanatory, ed and oz are college students who slowburn fall in love

they're both freshman who end up being dormmates

ed's there for a bachelors in forensic science and oswald's getting a bachelor's in wildlife biology

edward also is minoring in psychology and oz is minoring in business

basically two autistic queer guys with a shit ton of baggage try to get through college together

also the riddler and the penguin arent things in this, ed is very much like s1/pre-riddler ed and oswalds basically the same just. less crime and killing djfghfkdhjg

i dont wanna spoil actual plot bc i wanna turn this into a fic, but here's ed and oswald's backstories <3

ed's a 20y/o nonbinary trans man who uses he/they

he's also autistic and has anxiety and deals with chronic pain (he's just like me fr <3333)

his mom left when he was really young and his father was super abusive

he doesn't remember most of his early childhood due to abuse and memory issues; memories get clearer around highschool

he met kristen in freshman year

she was stuck in an abusive relationship at the time

her father was really misogynistic and terrible to her mother, so she learned those kinds of behaviors from her parents

ed wasn't out at the time (but knew he was trans) so kristen was a lot kinder to him than when they met in canon

she still thinks he's weird but they kind of become friends

long story short, ed starts to help her realize the abuse she's going through and the unhealthy patterns she's learned

through their early high school years, ed helps her unlearn that and get out of the bad relationship shes in

he also finally comes out to her and she accepts him (after being kinda weird abt it at first bc. transphobic dad gkjfhgk)

in turn, she helps ed realize the abuse he's going through

ed also gets really attached to kristens mom

kristens mom is actually a really nice lady, she just has a shit husband and was taught she should be treated like that

kristen getting out of that mindset actually helps her mom get out of it too and she kicks her husband out of the picture

did i mention kristens parents are stupid rich

even after her husband leaves, her mom still is pretty wealthy

when ed finally turns 18, he gets the fuck out of there and lives with kristen and her mom

through all this, ed and kristen try dating and its good for a while

but they realize they're better friends

kristens mom becomes like a mom to ed

she ends up paying for ed's college, hormone therapy, top surgery, name change, and therapy

he's eternally thankful to her

he goes to community college and gets his associates in forensics

kristen goes with him and gets an associates in english

after they've gotten their associates, ed goes to an out of town four year where he meets oz

kristen stays in town, but they still call/talk often

now time for oswald heehee

he's a 21y/o trans guy who uses he/him

gertrud raised him alone, claiming his father was dead

she was extremely overbearing and heavily attached to her son to an unhealthy level

he was bullied a lot as a child

he's also autistic and has adhd <3

he still has his limp, but he gets it in middle school after some kids broke his ankle and gertrud took care of it herself instead of taking him to a doctor

he has a cane which he uses most days

he realizes he's trans very early on in his life and gertrud was very supportive

she let him transition socially and changes his name legally around high school

if she had the money for it, she would have absolutely payed for surgeries and such

at the time of the au, his names changed legally and hes on T (payed for himself)

he has a special interest in penguins and wants to be an ornithologist so he can work with them

he focuses a lot on science in school and always gets A's in it

usually gets b's and c's in everything else (and only gets that high of grades bc he doesn't wanna disappoint his mom)

he goes to community college for an associates in biology

right after his senior year of high school, gertrud starts to get really sick

she refuses to go to a doctor so oswald is balancing taking care of her, having various part time jobs, and getting his associates

its a big rough patch for him and his mental heath takes a huge dip at the time

when he gets his degree and finds the college he wants to go to (which is out of state), he realizes he cant leave his mom the way she is and cant go to college financially yet

so he takes a gap year to earn money and keep taking care of gertrud

he finally gets her to go to a doctor and gets her on medication

when the end of his gap year rolls around, he has enough money to get by on financial aid without any loans

he finally moves out, still talking to his mother often and keeping a eye on her health (though she doesn't tell him much)

now theyre both in college and the au actually starts dfjghfdkjhg! yes i have more backstory for the au than actual plot for it leave me alone <3 basically i love them

i have no idea how the other characters fit into this btw jghkfjdgkdfjhg they will exist at some point but for now they dont heehee

@monarch-max tagging u since u replied to my post <3

#gotham #edward nygma #oswald cobblepot #nygmobblepot #kristen kringle #gertrud kapelput #nygmobblepot college au #remi writes #im insane over this au heehee

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