#sorry. sorry its poetic to me sorry if you dont get it

[cherry-bomb-ships]

If relying on another makes me weaker, then so be it. I'd rather fall a million times just to be lifted up by her, than never fall again.

#sorry felt poetic and wanted to get this down #wrote this cuz i was putting my shoes on and my gf always holds me up cuz i have bad balance #and i noticed i actually dont balance as well as i used to and its probably cuz of her holding me #but thats a small price to pay to be held by her 💖💖💖💖 #hey did you guys know i loved my girlfriend #ruby rambles #wlw #save

[nyx-is-missing]

Hi! Can I request a Clarissa × Fem!reader, where reader is spending a lot of time talking to someone from Athena's cabin and she gets jealous. you can decide what cabin reader is in :)

Jealous jealous girl

Clarisse la rue x fem!reader (apollo's kid)

Summary: when the girl she likes is being friendly to someone, Clarisse might see red.

Warnings: no major fights actually, fluff (a bit) kissing (yes today no clickbait) medíocre writting and im sorry.

(I didn't review it, don't sue me, English isn't my native language, that's probably why it's mediocre, love ya

"Have you actually read that book? Oh my gods really? I felt like i was the only one who knew it"

Clarisse watched with red eyes as (Y/n) got excited and laughed togheter with some kid from Athena's cabin.

They werent exactly...togheter yet, but they WERE something, everyone was sure of that.

Clarisse mind couldnt comprehend then, how even though EVERYONE knew they had something, that particular girl would not back off of her.

(Y/n) laughed togheter with the girl at some book reference she had made, and the final straw for Clarisse was when the girl had the courage to touch her girl's knee.

Her sunshine?

The disrespect, was she not seeing Clarrise looking at them? Like 10 steps behind?

The.disrespect.

Oh that will end right now.

Walking over to the girls with a fake smile who people would perceive of normal happiness, however, if you did knew her, her eyes had a hint of red rage in them.

"Love? Would you come with me for a second yes?"

She took (Y/n) by the hands but before she could even get up the Athena kid made herself seen.

"Excuse me? Cant you see we're talking? So rude."

"Oh yes, excuse you really, i dont think a need a cue to talk to my girlfriend, now shut up before I make you eat that book for dinner."

Not waiting for any more words Clarisse took reader by the hand again.

"Clarisse that was not nice, she was my friend- dont even start to speak right now, we'll talk in my cabin, it must be empity right now, we dont need the camp seeing something they dont need"

Letting (Y/n) guide her, still holding her hand, Clarisse had a confused look on her face.

"But we are not going to fight, not today"

"Says who?"

They got inside the cabin and bingo, empity empity, all the Apollo kids must be doing its activities, or getting ready for dinner, as always.

"Me, Love. We wont fight, we'll talk."

Clarisse sat down at the bed she knew it was (y/n)'s waiting for her to do the same.

Choosing to stand, she had a blank look on her face.

"You said we would talk, talk to me, why be mean to my friend clari?"

"Because im jealous. Im not made of steel, love, i cant see a girl from a rival cabin flirting with my sunshine and go around skipping like a kid, you know me"

"We were not flirting clari, she is my friend!"

"YOU were not flirting, she wants to be more than that"

Clarisse corrected

"And you have a right to do something about it since when? Everytime you talk about me to your friends im a friend too, but suddently when its convenient i turn into your girlfriend? Oh please"

Clarisse looked at her, and extended her hands to grab (y/n) hands, when they finally touched Clarisse got (y/n) to get closer and closer to her, now she was standing in between Clarisse's legs and had to look down to see her.

"I never said i was right love, im sorry for hurting you, i swear.....i was insecure about that, im so sorry really..."

"Clari you dont needed to-"

"Date me"

Clarisse interrupted her mid speech.

"What?"

"Date me, let me introduce you to everyone as my girlfriend, i wont make you hurt anymore, date me....-"

Please

That was the word missing, would it make clarisse apear as desperate if she used it?

Fuck it, she was inside the Apollo cabin, that gave her enough poetic justice to be as luvestruck as she could

She found herself resting her hands on (y/n) hips, looking up to her with heart eyes.

"Please... date me"

.

.

.

"Say something, please"

Whoever first said that acts spoke words was very much right, because the kiss Clarisse received was nothing short of a love letter.

Clarisse felt hands on her cheek and neck, caressing her.

The kiss was slow and carefull at first, like the first time they kissed, so very sweet, until it wasn't.

When the kiss deepened, Clarisse's hands sunk more onto (y/n) hips, and then started to pull her down, to sit on her lap.

It was the very first time both felt like this, the absolute need to just become a fusion, hug so tightly a loved one that they would just morph into one.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you"

Clarisse said, breathing in her girlfriend's neck when they separated to breath.

When (y/n) was going to speak, she felt a small bite on her lower neck.

"Clarisse- ah"

"Sorry.."

Clarissed giggled before she went back kissing her mouth, when did she became one of the girls that giggled?

They heard the cabin door opening and then a

"Oh fuck sorry i just...ill come back later, and you (y/n) will tell me everything about later or ill change my name, bye lovebirds"

They looked at each other resisting the urge to laugh.

"Well i guess we wont need to introduce ourselfs to anybody, by tomorrow morning they'll know"

#fanfic #lesbian #clarisse pjo #pjo tv show #pjo series #clarisse la rue x reader #clarisse x reader #clarisse la rue

[astra-kamari]

Bye, bye bending

Sokka x fem!reader

Summary-you make your last stand almost ending in tragedy, as your recovering something unexpected happens

Warnings- nothing really

Not proofread

You are using all of your energy to keep the fire from reaching your friends, who are all exhausted behind you. The fire nation solders sprung a surprise attack and all of you are running out of energy, there are still so many solder. They cornered you and have been sending nonstop fire your way. You are starting to see spots st the edge of your vision, already exhausted from your previous battle, cuts and bruises lined your body.

This is your last stand, your last chance, you can be the hero this time to save your friends. You can feel yourself slipping-preparing to send one last burst of your fire bending energy. You look back qt Sokka, he looks scared but has a brave face on, standing in front of the others with his sword out protectively.

Sokka makes eye contact with you and you can feel yourself break. Just one look and he knows what you’re going to do.

“Y/n don’t!” He screams

You just look at him-not quite ready to let go

“I’m sorry! I love you!” You yell back to him.

You look at the task ahead of you, the five fire benders still shooting continuous fire at you, your fire shield could not hold much longer. Searching deep inside yourself, you summon all the energy you have left. You shoot a huge burst of flame out at all of them.

You see the soldiers all fall to the ground as you go down with them-kind of poetic fire nation being your beginning and end. You hear a scream, it might be yours, your not to sure. The black at the edge of your vision starts to get bigger and bigger, you can feel yourself slipping away. You want to give in let the pain wash over you and leave you alone in your unconsciousness. The last thing you see is Sokkas face, tears falling freely, leaning over you.

“Just hang on Y/n! Hang in there, you’re going to be ok. Hey! Stay awake, stay with me! Please.”-he yells to you, but your vision caves and his pleas fall on deaf ears.

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You awake in a tent to hushed voices from outside, your head is pounding, your whole body hurts.

“Is she going to be ok.”

“I did everything i could we just have to wait and see, its all up to her now.”

“Katara i cant loose her, I-“

You bolt up, trying to get to Sokka, you dont want him to worry. However yoh can see the darkness coming back, and you underestimated how injured you still were and as soon as you stood up, you fell. Right on your face. How embarrassing, you just hope no one ever sees you like this.

But someone comes rushing in, forever embarrassing you as you cant even role over to your back. It doesn’t matter because someone picks you up and lies you back down on the sleeping bag.

“Y/n?” And you can tell its Sokka, he sounds sad, you wonder why.

“Mjmfbr”you croak trying to speack

“Shhh, go back to sleep. You need rest.”

And to sleep you went.

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You wake up finally feeling well rested. Your eyes opening fully for the first time in who knows how long. You realize someone is holding your hand. Yoh look up to find Sokka. Who then notices your awake and rushes closer to you-if that was ever possible.

“Areyouokyouhaxmesoeorriedwedideverythingwecouldtotryandsaveyoubutweweren’tsureifyouwouldmakeitandivebeensoworriedand-“

“Sokka” you laugh and then wince a little bit. “I cant understand a word you just said.”

“Well, i just-i just missed you that’s all”

“How long have i been out?”

He hesitated “..three days..?”

“THREE DAYS” you screamed “what have i missed”

“Not much, we havent gone anywhere because you were in a critical condition so we couldn’t move you. All you’ve really missed is Katara yelling st me to leave you and ‘go sleep’ like i would ever be able to sleep with you like this”

It was only then you realized how tired he looked. “You mean…you haven’t slept at all?!”

“Well-i couldn’t-i was worried about you.”

You smiled “well im ok now, so you need to get some rest.” You say as you pull him down into the sleeping bag with you.

“But-“

“No buts you need sleep.” You whispered, soon you heard light snoring and new he was asleep, you let yourself fall into the dark void once again.

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Almost a week later and you were good as new, you got back on your training schedule, and life went back to normal. Except for one thing.

Your fire bending. It was gone. It wasn’t burnt out, and you weren’t just tired and not able to use it. It was gone. You could feel it. Almost like a part of you was missing.

At first you tried to hide it from the Gaang, but as usual they suspected something was wrong.

Katara say you could always tell her if something was wrong.

Aang would offer to take you on a ride on Appa to cheer you up.

Toph would look at you and make weird faces when you said you were fine, because unsurprisingly its jot easy to lie to someone with a built in lie detector.

Sokka tried to cheer you up either jokes, he did anything to put a smile on your face. And when you kept silent and stared blankly inti the distance, he realized something really was wrong.

So he did what any sensible boyfriend would do and cornered you to get some answers.

“Are you sure your ok” he says when you two are out collecting firewood.

“Of course” you say blankly.

“Ok-you know you can always talk to me.”

“I know”

Ten minutes go by.

“Ok thats enough of that he says turning to you.

“Enough of what?”

“Something’s wrong, i can feel it, will you please just tell me what it is”

You stay silent for a while until tou cant take his pestering anymore. You finally break.

“Ok fine! Something wrong”

“Ah-ha! I knew it. What is it.” He stops walking and turns to you.

“I just-I-well” you weren’t quite sure how ti say it. It was almost like saying it made it true.

“I LOST MY FIRE BENDING” you finally yelled out.

He just stared at you for a minute. And then he realized you were serious.

“Wait, how do you ‘loose’ your fire bending. Are you sure you’re not just tired? Maybe it will come back in a few days?”

“No, it’s gone. I can feel it, theres no spark, no energy, nothing!”

“Oh”

“Oh? OH? Thats almost you have to say? I just lost a part of myself! I just lost the inly thing keeping me on this team! Now that i cant fire bend Aang doesn’t have a teacher anymore! We didn’t even get to start the basics! You guys wont need me anymore! Ill have to-“

“Hey” he says calmly gently cuping your face. “We didn’t just want you on this team because you could fire bend, we wanted you for you. And im sure we can find something else for you to do. I could teach you the sword? We could train together!”

“That would be nice” you smiled, “ he always knew how to calm you down.

“And if you’re missing a part of yourself maybe i can fill that gap.” He says smiling.

You smile back: “I love you”

“I love you too.” He admires you for a minute and then- “can i kiss you?”

You nod and he closes the gap. And suddenly you dont care about your fire bending, or your role on the team. All you care about is Sokka. With him by your side, you won’t need fire bending. You have your missing part.

#sokka x reader #avatar the last airbender #atla #sokka #katara #toph #aang #firebending

[wreckedandpolemic]

can't seem to get it right - matty healy

prompt: secret admirer

day 1 of the lovely @abiiors' valentine75 prompts!! i actually dont think this is very good i am very much a one trick pony in this space However i had fun writing it and thats what matters!!!

no warnings here this is v v short and sweet <3

Nauseated, you swat at the tacky, heart-shaped balloon as it drifts into your vision, ignoring its owner’s affronted scoff and stomping off down the hallway. Matty snickers behind you and you turn your glare on him. He holds his hands up in mock-surrender. “What’d that balloon ever do to you?”

You roll your eyes. “Fucking hate this week. It’s not even Valentine’s yet and this whole fucking place is full of dickheads who think their hormone-fuelled ‘love story’ makes them the centre of the universe. Just an excuse for brands to paint themselves pink and flog you shiny crap that’ll go in the bin after five seconds.” A strange look flickers across Matty’s face, but the bell rings sharply before you can question it. You trudge off to your class — double History, ugh — and don’t think on it for another moment.

The boy that sits across from you in History, Cameron, has a massive crush on you, flirts incessantly, flushes when you turn a smile on him. He’s not hard to look at, sweet-faced and kind, and not totally hopeless with a textbook, either. So, when he blushes and stammers his way through asking you out when you mention not having any Valentine’s plans, you think, this could be fun. “Is it gonna be worth my time?” you ask, leaning towards him and grinning when he flinches. “Convince me.” Eyebrows go up around the table at your challenge, Cameron smiling nervously and stuttering out something that passes for an affirmative. You flash your teeth, predatory. Maybe you shouldn’t play around with boys like this, but it’s so much fun. And they make it so easy.

The next morning, a card addressed to you has been slipped into your locker. The message is short, but sweetly poetic, witty in a way you hadn’t known Cameron could be. It’s unsigned, but the sentiment is adorable, and you make a mental note to get him a gift later. You catch sight of Matty sloping down the hall, and wave him over. “How sweet is this?” you say, smiling cheek to cheek. “Didn’t think he’d actually convince me to go on a date with him, but… Who knows? Might actually be fun.”

Matty’s face falls for a split second, before he rearranges it into smooth blankness that quickly crumples into confusion. “Wait– date? With who?” he demands. 

You tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “Cameron. From my History. He’s nice.”

Matty scoffs. “I’m sure,” he huffs, rolling his eyes. Your face scrunches, displeased. “Sorry, sorry,” he says, shaking his head. “I’m sure he’s a top bloke, and you’ll skip off into the sunset holding hands and pop out a million adorable little blonde babies.”

You splutter a laugh, shoving him gently. “Don’t be a dick. He’s nice,” you repeat, fixing him with a glare. “I haven’t even agreed to the date yet, nobody’s skipping off into the sunset.”

Shrugging, Matty kicks idly at the row of lockers. “Yet,” he teases, and the brief flare of awkwardness between you melts away. “Listen, I really don’t feel like hanging around this shithole the rest of the day. Wanna come smoke?” he offers. You shouldn’t — you really shouldn’t — but that’s never stopped you before. Especially when it comes to Matty and the teasing grin he dares you with.

“Go on, then.” You shoulder your bag and follow Matty out of the gates, the short stroll to your favourite smoke spot passing quickly as you chat back and forth about nothing.

“I can’t believe you’re actually going on a fucking date,” Matty tells you, voice thickened by the smoke pouring from his mouth.

“Oi!” you snap playfully. “Why’s that so unbelievable, huh?”

“Well, you’re hideous, for one,” he says, gasping when you stomp down hard on his foot. “I’m messing, I’m messing! You were the one being mardy about Valentine’s Day, like, yesterday, though.” He shrugs, passing you the last of the joint. 

Flicking away the roach, you blow out rings of smoke. “Yeah, I dunno. Probably won’t go, but it’s kind of nice being chased.” You scoff, leaning back against a tree. “I know you don’t have that problem, ‘cos you’ve got all your fuckin’ groupies.” A sharp edge creeps into your words at the end, and you bite the inside of your cheek to curb it. “But some of us aren’t used to that attention every second of the day, and we take it where we can get it.”

Matty shrugs. “Touche. Don’t think he’s worth your time, though,” he says, tone thick with something you can’t decipher through the weed-induced haze enveloping your mind.

You wave a hand dismissively. “Shut up, you dick.”

After dousing yourself in body spray to cover the weed smell, you let yourself into your house, stopping short at the bouquet that sits innocently under the hallway mirror. Red carnations bound around pink roses and an inexplicable spray of miniature daffodils, a muted pink ribbon tying them closed.

“Hi, love!” your mum shouts, appearing around the corner. “Those came for you while you were out. No name. Looks like you’ve got a secret admirer,” she grins, nudging you as you flush.

“It’s just this bloke from my History.” You wave a hand dismissively, but you can’t help smiling at the bouquet. “Trying to convince me to go out with him for Valentine’s.”

Your mum’s eyebrows shoot up to her hairline, eyes so wide it’s comical. “You? Valentine’s?” she says incredulously, face softening into a warm smile. “Love, that’s great. You’ll have such a good time,” she smiles.

You scoff. “Steady on, I haven’t said yes, yet.”

Smirking knowingly, your mum pads off into the kitchen, shouting back at you to be down for tea in an hour. You pick up the flowers on your way upstairs, arranging them delicately in a vase on your windowsill and snapping a quick picture. You debate texting Cameron a thank you, but decide against it — he sent them anonymously, after all.

Strangely, though, Cameron’s behaviour the rest of the week is at odds with the gifts that keep piling up. The chocolates aren’t a surprise, and nor is the single red rose laid across your desk, though maybe a little dramatic. But he doesn’t take credit for any of it, nothing in his face even indicating there’s anything he should be taking credit for.

That Friday, the last day Cameron has to convince you, a little, flat box finds its way into your schoolbag. You peel off the ribbon and find a delicate necklace nestled against deep blue velvet. It’s exquisite, a crystal pendant hanging off a thin silver chain. You slide into your seat in History, a little bemused, and smile at Cameron. He smiles back, twirling his hands nervously. “Everything was lovely,” you say, and his brow furrows in confusion. “The card, and the chocolates, and the flowers. I’d love to go out with you.” He breaks into a wide smile, sunlight practically beaming from his face. “But the necklace is too much — it must’ve cost a fortune!”

He blinks innocently at you. “Um, that’s great. I’d, um, love to take you out. But, uh, I didn’t get you any gifts,” he says, biting his lip.

Your head spins as you sift through your memories of the last week, reexamining them through a new lens. All at once, something clicks into place, and you bolt out of your seat. “I’m sorry,” you rush out. “I can’t go out with you. I’ve gotta– I need to go.” You shove your stuff back into your bag, leaving Cameron stuttering and baffled at your back, and dash off.

You find Matty where he usually is, tucked away in a practice room and engrossed in a guitar. Taking a second before he notices you outside the door, you fix the necklace around your neck and smooth your hair nervously. Should you put on some lipgloss? No, that’s crazy, right? It’s Matty. Your heart is racing, your mouth suddenly dry. How were you so fucking stupid? Of course fucking Cameron from History didn’t write that stupid card. 

Taking a deep breath to settle your nerves, you turn the handle of the practice room, and it rattles but stays closed. Locked, obviously. You clap a palm to your face; this is off to a terrible start. Then, Matty looks up, eyes lighting up as they find the pendant at the hollow of your throat, your heart melting at the sweetness in his face.

Matty stands up to open the door. “Hi,” he says, and all the tenseness melts from your body.

“It was you,” you whisper, collapsing into his arms and resting your head on his shoulder. “All of those lovely things were you. And you let me bang on about fucking Cameron all week! Matty, I feel like a total idiot, I’m so sor–” Matty cuts you off by pressing his lips to yours, tentative and gentle.

“Knew you’d figure it out eventually, love, smart girl that you are,” Matty murmurs against your lips, and you smile softly, face flushed. He pulls you close, his body warm against yours, and tugs you into the practice room, pressing you up against the door as soon as it clicks shut. 

You lose yourself in his kiss, his hands steady at your waist as you melt against him. His tongue parts your lips and sweeps your mouth, tasting faintly of cigarettes and spearmint gum. Breathless, you break away, a string of saliva briefly connecting your lips, and you giggle quietly as it breaks. “Thank you,” you murmur.

A dopey smile crosses his face. “You’re welcome,” he says, cupping your jaw and pulling you back in, kissing you so hard it steals the breath from your lungs. A quiet squeal escapes you when he dips his head to bite at your neck, and you indulge him for a moment before pushing his head away gently.

“Down, boy,” you say, giggling when he kisses over the necklace at the hollow of your throat.

Matty’s eyes shine hopefully as he looks down at you. “So,” he dips his head to kiss you. “Can I finally take you out?” He punctuates every word with a kiss, butterflies swirling in your stomach.

Widening your eyes, you look up at him with a pout that splits into a smile without your permission. “Well, my Saturday did just free up…” you tease, and he rolls his eyes. “I’d love to.” You stretch to your tiptoes to plant a kiss on his cheek.

Matty grins, his joy practically infectious, warming you through and melting your heart, leaving it dripping stickily down your ribs. His lips meet your neck again, his next words murmured against your bruising skin. “I’ll pick you up at seven.”

#alternate universe in which matty took alevels lol #the flowers Allegedly mean 'my heart aches for you' 'please believe me' and 'unequalled love' #dont hold me to that idk i did a very cursory google search #also these r all scheduled but happy show day to me!!! #matty healy #matty healy x reader #matty healy imagine #matty healy smut #the 1975 #the 1975 fanfic #the 1975 smut #valentine75 #writing #smut

[chinomiko]

hi! i know it must be kinga boring for you recive questions about castiel bc ppl are obsessed ober him for years but like the other person who asked you a few days ago, i follow you (and ply mcl) for like 10 years and ever since day one my fav boy has been tiel. till this day at the age of 22 he's my favorite and my comfort boy so i joke that he's not a fictional character anymore for me and that i know him personally at this point lol

with that being said, i bet you can imagine that over the years i've been elaborating his personality beyond what the game gives us but he's your boy, you created him therefore you know him and your word is canon, so i'd like to ask a few stuff!! nothing too big, dont worry but here we go.

tiel is an amazing songwriter and since he's very emotional not very good at express it (he does it a lot better now that he's an adult 🥹) i bet his lyricism is very deep and poetic so i have this headcanon that he at first wouldn't like taylor swift because obviously lol but then he payed attention to her lyrics and ends up basically being a swiftie since he likes her writing a lot. what you think about that?

and what kind of music crowstorm sings? like there are any bands that you listen and think "hey this would be in a crowstorm album!" (i have a playlist with this name btw lol). im probably wrong on this one but since this is my fav band i like to think that catfish and the bottlemen are the irl crowstorm, musically speaking

and the last one: another thing that gives me so much comfort is the lystiel friendship. not having present parents, being so closed off i know that lysander is such an important presence on tiel's life because he was basically the only close person he had (specially after the debrah fiasco); if lys didnt had taken the farm and went to college and bla bla bla do you think he would still be part of the band with castiel? im not sure if im mixing the canon with a fanfic i read a while ago (lol) but the band was more of a fun thing to lys, right? he liked writing most (i always imagined him getting into a literature degree or something like this). i also like to think that he helps tiel with lyrics at times, even if he's out of the band (in my head the canon is that they are best friends and pretty close till this day, i pretend lys never left our lives just like armin)

anyways sorry for this big ask 😭 i dont even know if you will read it all but if you do, thank you! and dont feel like you have to answer, i know its too much its just that mcl is my hyperfixation till this day like for real, i have a fanfic that i write still and i even plan on making it into a book sometime. except from the main characters (who is my oc) all the characters will be based on the game's ones :)

ilysm take care and stay hydrated!!

Hellow !

Aww thank you so much and for all your love for Castiel ^^

What a long ask, I'll try to answer in order.

Castiel being a swiftie. No sorry, I don't think he would be. If candy likes her, I'm pretty sure he would try to listen. Also he is an open minded person for sure, so I'm sure he would be curious to listen and study what all the hype is about, it could also help as some sort of far away inspiration, but I don't see him being a fan.

What kind of songs Crowstorm sings This is hard to answer because my musical knowledge is pretty limited and I'm sure I would miss on lot of potential groups or singers that would fit well. And it would require too much research time to have a real detailed and clear answer, but I still did check a bit and here is a little list of songs/groups that I think would have a fitting vibe for Crowstorm

City of the dead - Hollywood Undead The worst in me - bad omens Paranoid - I prevail Trauma Just pretend - Bad omens Ice Nine Kills - A grave mistake Catfish and the bottlemen sounds nice but I think its a bit too soft for what I imagine for Crowstorm.

What is his voice like I think something similar to this (not necessarily the song itself, just the voice. )

bonus, I think this song is so so fitting for Castiel's breakup song, I love it. Dial Tone - Catch your breath

Castiel and Lys friendship. It was'nt mentionned much in UL/LL because I didnt wish to bring too much drama by mentioning Lys when he was not there for the players, but of course Lys and Cast always kept in touch. It is very clearly mentionned in Lys' AL that they keep in touch, that Lys helps Castiel write songs and Cast also like to come to his farm to have a break and spend time together. You should play it if you havent, you'll have a good chunk of Cast and Lys friendship :) However yeah I can confirm that Lys would not like to do it serisouly and professionally, but he'll be all the way around to support and help Cast.

#chinomiko #my candy love #otome game #castiel #original character #canon lore #mcl

[gomzwrites]

Okay can I share something rq? I don’t care if only 4 people sees this but-

You know what I like about with fanfic especially the ones with Ghost?

Is how there’s a distinct difference between the type of readers he’s paired with, and all of them are good by the way. I just really wanted to share my own thoughts.

On one hand when Ghost gets paired with civilians readers, its really nice and sweet to see like, the most human interaction ever. Like yes, we all know Ghost is fucked up and shit due to the ptsd and his extremely sad background but in the end, he’s still just a guy, just a human like all of us that still craves desserts, a guy that makes silly puns(albeit dark), a guy that still tries to behave like a civilian despite having a hard time to do so. So reading the fluff type, you know the ones that calls Ghost Simon, its really cute for me because the readers are reminding him who he is, reaching out for the softest part of him in their own ways, to remind him that despite all the trauma, the pain and misery, that there is always some light in life that’s worth living for.

Then the ones that pairs Ghost with an equally traumatised or broken reader(like military/spies/agent or something else) are always my favourite, the way the writers clearly illustrate the interactions and paint a picture really sends me. Because in a way, its like when two broken people try to find “love” in their own method, its comforting to know that hey as broken as one can be, someone out there understands and sees your pain, sees the ugliness and acknowledge them. And actually tries(consciously or not)to initiate or form a bond.

I dont know how to say it but its like, whenever I see those fics I just like to watch how its like Ghost and reader picking up broken pieces of theirselves and planting it over each other, to make their own version, their own definition of love. Cause like, in the end that’s all that’s matters isn’t it? Like who cares if the relationship is rocky or kind of fucked up, in the end they’re just trying to have whatever the hell “love” is based on their own understanding.

ITS LIKE- *shakes uncontrollably* I DONT KNOW LIKE it feels so cool to see those kind of stories, like fuCK it hits me so deeply.

Someday I wish I can portray that level of intimacy and feelings in my own writings. Its really poetic and inspiring to see those kind of fic. Regardless, in the end its just a fictional character, so really you as the creator can write and pair him with any type of person you want, just have fun and all ya know? Also sorry if this whole thing is a mess, English is not my main language XDDD

#gomzspeaks #ghost cod #call of duty x reader #simon ghost riley

[sukunasweetheart]

//just me venting about sukuna haters sorry

Not me seeing so much discourse about whether sukuna is a well written villain or not... he essentially has no backstory shown as of yet and we barely know anything about him but he is still one of the most naturally interesting and compelling characters in the whole damn series bro 💀 buckle up bc its about to get lengthy (im just glazing sukuna in this post ngl so 🧎‍♀️)

so many whiny ass mfs are weeping about how he "doesn't have any personal goals or a proper reason to be a villain" when that is the whole point???? He lives on his own desires and satisfactions and does whatever he wants to, because he is capable enough to do that. Mfs want "real villains" but cant even handle sukuna 💀 ive seen too many shit ass threads and poorly articulated "critiques" on his character that dont make any valid points. If you can't even separate your personal dislike of a character from your analysis of their writing, dont even bother posting that shit please 😭😭😭 the fact that we haven't even gotten any information about his background yet and people are jumping the gun about him being "poorly written" is already saying a lot 🤨

The fact that yall are so bitter and angry about him that you can write 500+ words about how oh-so-terrible of a villain he is kinda proves that he's doing his job well tbh 💁‍♀️

What also bothers me to no END is how people compare him with villains of other series, who had compelling sob stories that made people empathise with them. Thats nice and all but why should all villains have grand ideals and be subject to feelings of empathy/sympathy from their audience?

Part of what makes sukuna so interesting is how he's not tied down by morals, rules or long term goals in life. He doesn't limit himself, which is what makes him an unpredictable character. He's completely left behind what it means to be human in many ways, and he's clearly not a character written to be empathised with. He is very purposefully inhumane and distant from everyone else, and that feeling transcends from within the series to real life as well. There is a clear lack of understanding bc most of us can't comprehend what its like to just live without being goal-oriented.

Sukuna is a true anomaly in the sense that he doesnt really fit in any kind of box within the series. He's born from man, but its clear that he separates himself from humans (and nobody else considers him human, either). He's not a cursed spirit. He hovers between life and death. The narrator referred to him as the honoured one, whilst angel referred to him as the disgraced one.

These little contradictions in his character make him all the more complicated and interesting to think about. And even recently, he's been shown to waver a little bit momentarily in the manga, questioning his own irritation at yuuji. He's capable of self reflection, and though sukuna does whatever he wants for the most part, he doesn't blindly go into things without some thought first, he's a constant thinker and analyser, and an intelligent one at that.

And honestly, he is always such a joy to watch and read, his personality is so flavourful, and the way he carries himself is very attractive. He's not afraid to get messy or of getting hurt, theres so much chaos in the way he does things and yet he also has a huge element of gracefulness to him, which shines through the poetic way he speaks. Its undeniable that sukuna simply oozes charisma...

And this isnt talked about enough but this man is genuinely so effortlessly funny (in a kind of sinister way i guess?) Like yes he is an old ass man having real beef with one FIFTEEN YEAR OLD for very little reason, he accidentally healed yuujis arm and somehow expected him to be grateful for it despite how he literally ripped his heart out afterwards, then he proceeded to sit on him after kicking him down likeeee 😭 what kind of behaviour is this sir

His facial expressions at yorozus yapping 💀 THE WAY HE COMPARED YUUJIS FACE OF DESPAIR TO THE HARIMA STATUE 😭😭😭💀😭💀💀😭 omg that was so foul but i was fucking losing it ngl

How he randomly compared gojo to a fish and started talking abt his scales... thats a very unique and descriptive comparison, isnt it? Even in the recent leaks, he was 100% ready and squaring up to a literal child talking abt "youre starting to get annoying" LIKE HELPPP 😭 HE FR SAID "fuck them kids and fuck you too"

I saw someone saying that sukuna has no passion, like are we talking about the same character....? This man is a literal jujutsu NERD 💀💀 he truly recognises talented sorcerers and the only time hes seen to be having genuine fun is when hes fighting a mf... is that not passion? This is literally sukuna when it comes to jujutsu: 🤓

Anyway im done here now, im pretty sure i missed a lot of things i couldve talked about as well but ive done enough yapping

#jjk #sukuna

[justanotherdrfan]

WELCOME ALL DANNY FANGIRLS TO YOUR INSTALMENT OF DANIEL RICCIARDO’S DTS BREAKDOWN! 🍯🦡

I’m leaving this one open since you all skipped straight to this episode! (I waited and I don’t know how)😂

S6E9 (Three’s a Crowd)

GIF by @arturleclerc

DANNNNNNNNYYY BOYYY 😍😍😍😍😍😍

He’s already laughing (god I love him)

‘Alright, what’s up?, Daniel Ricardo, this is season six drive to survive, and yes I’m back’ (fangirling HARD)

WAIT HE WAS IN SYDNEY, HE WAS IN FUCKING SYDNEY (why did no one tell me I would have called sick at work)

Daniel and Blake I really wish you went ahead with that podcast because you two are poetic chaos together

Cue another Daniel montage (they have his whole discography on file don’t they?)

He looks so fucking tried though

Logan and Alex talking about DTS frothing at the mouth about Daniel returning is the most factually, correct thing I’ve ever heard 😂

Logan: ‘All I know is the most excited people when Danny Ricciardo came back was Netflix.’

Alex: ‘I literally think they had to change their pants three times. I know the episode already. Let…let me run it through. Ready? Here we have Danny Ricciardo watching on the sidelines. “Yeah, it hurts to not be racing.” Then all of a sudden, pans to Nyck de Vries. Lock up. [imitates brakes screeching]. Off the track. Crash. Oh shit! Boom. Fast-forward. Silverstone. Test. Daniel Ricciardo. Super quick. [laughs] Danny looking at it like…big smile on his face. “It is what it is. You know?” [man]“I never left” “I never left. I’m back,baby. Honey Badger. Don’t give a shit.” (Hire him now DTS because he nailed that)

Fuck why they got to follow that shit with Zandvoort though

Daniel whoring about in his Enchante tattoo thigh high shorts

“Feels right. Feels good” (It sure does Danny is sure does)

EVERYONE LOVES DANIEL

And they get him straight to a photoshoot to whore him out

THEY DID NOT USE HIM WINKING IN THE INTRO (da fuck you lot doing? Give the people what they want)

Yes Christian 2025 prospect (he’s a shoe in ahh? See what I did there) 😉👟🍾

FUCK YOU MICAHEL ITALIANO (why is he getting air time) I’m glad he’s left F1

OHH NO OHH NO OHH NO NO NO NO NO NO

IM CRYING AGAIN. I CRIED WHEN IT HAPPENED AND IM CRYING AGAIN

Ohh they have his X-ray

Clairey bear

Cue Liam Lawson (I do love you but I missed Danny terribly)

The others telling Liam to be prepared (this is very welcome to our toxic work environment)

‘She doesn’t even go here’ (a Danica story)

Liam out qualifies all the red bull drivers (yes kiddo)

DANNY BACKS (SCREWS AND ALL) for engineering purposes only

Umm why are you hurting him? DONT TOUCH HIM! (Look yes I know it’s physiotherapy and he needs it. But I’ve broken my hand before the left one as well and driving a normal road car caused me to cry in pain so when I say don’t touch him I mean it)

I SWEAR TO GOD ZAK YOU STAY THEY HELL AWAY FROM HIM

Checo clips Yuki and he’s out (he probably thought it was Daniel trying to take his seat. It’s his in 2025 mate there’s no fighting it)

Ohh look Alpine with reliability issues (things you continue to see)

Yes DTS let’s show Russel’s crash from another angle 😂

POINTS FOR LIAM 🎉🥳

Are we positive he was in Sydney and not Perth?

Yes king SWEAT SWEAT SWEAT

Yuki GP time

Not Suzuka having Daniel, Yuki and Liam on all the banners

Poor Yuki being overwhelmed by the fans. I understand fans being excited but he’s cornered in the car and clearly doesn’t feel safe (and for Michael to be like it’s ok the fans are happy is actually the problem at hand. His and all the drivers safety has to come first and he point blank didn’t feel safe you arsehole Michael so it’s not okay)

Yuki honey it’s okay Liam not going to hit you

If we can’t have an Aussie a Kiwi will do

Liam finding out Daniel’s and Yuki are getting announced for 2024 🥺

Liam mate I’m sorry you deserve better

Mexi-coooooo

HES BACK BACK

Yes yes your P10 in the constructors (just you wait, just you fucking wait)

Checo out before turn 1 (its AUSGP all over again)

Ohh look another McLaren/Alpha Tauri incident 😤

No McLaren the plan is not to attack Daniel (haven’t you fucking done enough?)

P7 BABBYYYYYY

ENCHANTE, MON AMI

See your P8 now (told you to wait and see)

Yes Christian, Daniel did drive a good race (remember that and who didn’t)

Look at him and his little moustache

Will: ‘ I think this is only part one of a far wider story.’ (Yes 2024 season will be epic for Danny Ric)

#why wasn’t the Maxiel stroopwafel cameo included? #should have been called DTS KING RETURNS PART 2 #or kill marry fuck (an alpha tauri story) #scriptwriting by Alex Albon #was Danny really in Sydney because I will cry #formula 1 #f1 #daniel ricciardo #blake friend #formula one #dr3 #danny ric #my mclaren burn book #red bull racing #liam lawson #yuki tsunoda #fuck mclaren #fuck Michael Italian #and fuck Zak brown #with special guest Logan and Alex #the alpha male could have been a sick episode name just saying #the alpha male #alpha tauri

[strawbs-screaming]

☆ how the boxers react to being flirted with ☆

Sorry for dissapearing (again), i was busy damaging my hearing, enjoy my woobification teehee

Glass Joe

- Really depends on how you flirt with him, if its poetic or really straightforward hes gonna turn into a tomato

- hes not giggling, its just your imagination nuh uh

- he def rolls in bed like a rotisserie chicken while thinking about ur pick up line

- hes gonna try to flirt back until its just a competition of who blushes the hardest

Von Kaiser

- actual jaw drop from him, the more poetic the better

- in shock, his brain literally turns off

- has to check his pulse because GODDAMN his heart is beating harder than usual (You may have a heart palpitation, kaiser)

- you live rent free in his head now congratulations

Disco Kid

- right back at you, if youre a bit too straightforward he may need to tell you to slow down

- youre getting a response IMMEDIATLY. And i mean it, fresh out of the oven, thrown at you with some sprinkles on top

- giggling while he calls you cute names like sweetie, honey, baby etc etc

King Hippo

- nice try, HES AROACE!! (GET HEADCANONED IDIOT!!)

- he laughs it off while making it clear hes not into you or anyone

- flattered though, appreciates the fact that you were willing to go out of your way to approach him

- if he was not aroace or only ace, he'd just smile, the more poetic you go with him the better you have chance of making him go red

Piston Hondo

- hes suddenly cosplaying a cherry

- loves poetic rizz, will definitely go back at you until both of your flirting attempts sound like two lovers mailing each other in opposite sides of the world while one is at war

- if youre straightforward he just gets flabbergasted, like what do you mean there isnt a build up for it with 20 poems inbetween??

- cant focus rest of the day, hes internally screaming off a mountain

- the sight of you just makes his ability to focus evaporate

- draws and/or writes about you rest of the day

Great Tiger

- if you use something clever you can get a small blush out of him

- if you're the type to go for poetic lines youre gonna need to call 911 because his soul literally vanishes from existence, tiger dont go into the light stay with us PLEASE

- has to have his clones give him flirting advice because his flirting skills are not there (like 80% of my hearing)

- his flirting attempts are just "damn, are you a construction worker?, because you are a building." no matter how much he tries

Bear Hugger

- he makes his reactions clear, literally emotes while you flirt with him

- if youre poetic or straightforward he literally just says "woah"

- he just turns into that one cartoon wolf im not kidding, literal "ohh mama hubba hubba" from this man

- his flirting style is very straightforward, not "hey babygirl" type but "youre so pretty i would leave all my belongings and change my identity if it ment i could hold your hand" type, do you understand??

Don Flamenco

- replies 1.2 seconds after you, he needs to have the last word here (or last rizz in this case)

- literal mirror, the more more straightforward & atrocious your lines are the more straightforward his are going to be until it devolves into both of you sounding down bad, when they go low, he goes lowER

- poetic lines makes him have a heart attack

- its actually possible to fluster him

- unironically says babygirl to anyone hes flirting with when approaching, it doesnt matter how tall, strong or flirty you are, your gender doesnt matter, he can and will call you babygirl, its a gender neutral term for him, corners you while doing it

Aran Ryan

- evil cackling, if you put a organ over his laugh you suddenly get a scooby doo villain, he sounds less like hes flustered and more like hes about to detonate a nuclear bomb

- unhinged lines, ends up getting restraining orders thrown at him

- brings things he finds cool to flirt, ranging from flowers to rocks (he was a evil crow in a past life trust me his left eyebrow told me)

- cartwheels away

Soda Popinski

- maniacal giggling, even if its not THAT good & ridiculously straightforward

- his pick up lines unintentionally sound like god tier shitposts & end up working somehow

- corners you (in the romantic way) if you're really direct

- has the silliest giggle when flustered, literal "hehe" coming from this man that could snap you in half if he wanted to

Bald Bull

- you think the others are bad at handling flirting?? Then you havent seen bald bull because OH MY GOD HES ABOUT TO LITERALLY FLY OFF THE EARTH

- hes actually fairly difficult to fluster but once you find his weak spot hes gone from there

- cannot flirt back, blurts something dumb out like "sorry im all red pretty people make me nauseous"

- he literally goes (> - <) when blushing & covers his face with his hands

- the more direct you are the closer he gets to passing out

- stutters a lot (omg y/n is that you)

- Bull, this is bottom behavior

- people use the most unhinged pick up lines on him, someone once told him "let me milk you."

- his hands automatically go 👉👈 if hes too flustered

Super Macho Man

- Stop boosting his ego please, he may be flustered but youre kinda enabling him

- dumbest pick up lines

- also another unironic "hey babygirl" user

- if he doesnt know what to do he just throws money & valuables, 5000 dollars be upon ye

Mr Sandman

- oh my god he has the sweetest smile ever (if you dont go too straightforward), he doesnt blush a whole lot but he just chuckles a bit

- if youre direct, his jaw also drops like huh??

- his weak spots are poems & small gifts

- a little bit dense but once he gets it he smiles like crazy

- giggling kicking his feet whenever he remembers that

#punch out #headcanon #punch out wii #don flamenco #punch out headcanons #bald bull #piston hondo #glass joe #aran ryan #great tiger #von kaiser #bear hugger

[thelunaticghost]

xvn fic recs !!

i have been meaning to do this for a while : mostly because fic recs are fun to compile and also thee seems to be a BIG shortage of any fic rec posts!! so here are some fics i have enjoyed over the years!! ofc this list is non exhaustive please note the ratings of each fic and heed the tags before reading! sorry, that i am putting in the shorter summary

anyway!! feel free to put in more fic recs too!! :D

End OTW Racism | over the edge of all our knowings by merthurlin [ G, 10,146 words , 1/1 ]

Years down the line, after the whole business with Lumine and her brother has been concluded, Venti decides to go on a world tour. He sends Xiao letters.

merthurlin got me into xiaoven so ofc my list starts with her fic! this is just so so sweet and even if its not necessarily fluffy there is a warmth to the writing it is a comfort read for me! i recommend every work by her (regardless of fandom). though in xvn End OTW racism | never dreamed of nobody like you is another excellent fic!

nocturne by yanrans [ T, 34,540 words, 4/4 ]

In which Venti sells magical music boxes, Xiao is his unwitting customer, and there is absolutely, definitely nothing more to it at all.

modern au where venti is - a scammer? - i mean a music box seller and xiao is just a regular guy and and. its funny and delightful and absolutely breath taking. i wouldnt elaborate more so as not to spoil anything further but the fic has many unexpected surprises in it! yanrans is another writer i definitely recommend to check out more! their writing style is very flamboyant and poetic.

what hides in neon shadow by morii_tea [ T, 7,547 words, 1/1 ]

In which Xiao is a cyborg, Venti is a thief, and the glittering city of Teyvat hides more secrets than they’re prepared to find out.

its so rare to see morally grey venti is potrayed (even though he isnt v morally grey but still. xiao having to remembering that venti isnt as honourable as he appears is yesssss wohoo). this fic has some thrilling action and a v fun cyberpunk world!! i wish it was longer but it is v exciting nevertheless

every morning in the dark by magicites [ M, 77,124 words, 34/34 ]

Stuck in a time loop where he succumbs to his karmic debt, Xiao struggles to see the point in moving forward. Venti struggles to save him.

READ THE TAGS!!! character death and suicidal thoughts are two major warnings. but DAMN this fic it's just so. SO FULL of everything WRONG with xiao!! and venti too but such a GREAT angst fic!! it gets everything so Right. magicites also happened to have written one of my most favourite genshin fic too :] and if you havent read her other works!! you are missing out!!

the half-life of the yaksha is absolute by GStK [ G, 1,000 words, 1/1 ]

Venti digs his thumbs in to keep open the wound but it is too late His gaze snaps over to the teal essence dancing over Xiao’s fingers. Now all those words will belong to him And Venti will belong to him, only.

READ THE TAGS!! now that i have went into the time loop fic ofc i have to mention the beautiful corrupt xiao prose. the imagery is flowery and grotesque!

foreigner's god by smallghosts [ T, 3,818 words, 1/1 ]

Lord Barbatos falls asleep for a few hundred years. Xiao copes with his absence in strange ways.

a pre-canon fic where xiao becomes - in a way - a worshipper? it's SO GOOD. its about the yearning!!!!!!!!! SCREAMS i dont think i have to explain further

love me like you do by Limerancy [ T, 3,000 words, 1/1 ]

They aren’t the kind of friends that touch.

TOUCH STARVED AND TOUCH AVERSE XIAO!!!!!! this fic makes me a lil bit feral. a little unhinged. i absolutely enjoy reading about the yearning , the desire JUST!!!! AAAA. this writer also writes v fluffy modern au one shots!!! so be sure to check them out too :)

The Kissing Tree by Princeliest [ G, 7,581 words, 2/2 ]

Venti kisses Xiao, and Xiao does not understand why.

VENTI COMMITMENT ISSUES!!!!! as much as i adore reading xiao angst, venti angst is still something i love seeking out and its a tragedy that its not explored enough in this ship :c but anyway!!! such amazing characterization and exploration!! princeliest is one of fav genshin writers and this fic delivers!

wishing on dandelions all of the time by OedipusOctopus [ T, 8,270 words, 1/1 ]

When Venti first catches sight of the swords artfully hung on the wall of his new roommate's bedroom, he regrets putting up the sublease on Craigslist. Firmly believing this guy is a total weirdo, Venti is more surprised than anyone when he realizes the total weirdo is actually adorable. It's not against some invisible Roommate Code to dream about kissing your roommate, right?

ofc there is a classic roommate au fic!! this was one of my most favourite fic from last years xvn week: its hilarious and silly and just a perfect relaxing read!! the characterization and their banter is so entertaining i admit i have read this multiple times!

Where Words Fail by kavvueh [ T, 27,926 words, 11/12 ]

"You're Barbatos," Xiao repeats breathlessly. The young man in front of him nods. "Yep." "But..." Xiao cuts himself off and tries again. "You're the God of songs and poetry." The Anemo Archon nods his head sagely. "More or less." Xiao fixes Lord Barbatos with the most incredulous look he can manage. "... You're failing Music Theory."

this fic is such a delight!! it has some light background lore, some silly shenanigans, miscommunications, pinning - a truly fun mixture! the fic is v light hearted but written with a lot of tenderness. i am v excited to see its conclusion!

what queer sins stain thy soul by Anonymous [ M, 3,232 words, 1/1 ]

In which Xiao, long-established asexual, learns that identity is not as stable as he’d like to believe.

there is some explicit things in it (in non explicit way) i believe religious guilt is one of the best flavouring to xvn. it is an under-explored area in this ship imo and this fic not only has that but also!!! asexuality !!!!!! this fic so so personal and its exploration of desire that gets to me a lot

unholy virtues by morphasia [ E, 17,065 words, 6/6 ]

In exchange for his body in more ways than one, Venti summons a demon to reclaim something that has been stolen from him. It's a just contract. That's all it's supposed to be. That's all it was ever supposed to be.

READ THE TAGS!!! this fic truly went creature/creature. this au is just so fascinating and funny in a twisted way (but not bad). this fic isnt for everyone though but it is definitely worth the shot.

#luna rambles #genshin impact #xiaoven #venxiao #thats all i think ? #anyway this made me realize that i forget to bookmark so many fics..... #whoops #and also that i tend to like fics on how much i like venti's characterization. hehe #but yeah this is non exhaustive list! if someone wants to add they can ofc! sorry for my over commentary #and even though i repeat it in the post itself 13804 times: check out other works by the writers!!! #i wanted to include more but. but the post is so long already you know? like i couldve done a shorter format BUT AAAAAA #i could idk it's just not. the same #making such posts is just a destress activity to me tbh

[zhongscara]

spoilers below

sorry to make everything abt scara (i am unfortunately obsessed with him) but its crazy how his interlude quest which is basically a massive traumadump still has him taking accountability for all the shit he did in his own little shit way. nahida says that his actions could very well be seen as evil and taking his memories back would mean gaining all that trauma and all those crimes and he's like. "Well i made those decisions for a reason so i'll stand by them bc thats what makes me Me."

while arles quest felt a lot more like. "Yes im literally still being shown as someone intimidating and aggressive but i have a sad backstory i infodumped on you so you should be able to connect the dots and give me the benefit of the doubt. also other playable characters you probably care about are going to insist that im not that bad after you saw me threaten and berate them."

like SIGH the "she's actually not THAT bad!!!" felt like such a copout. it's not that i think she should've been a manically laughing stereotype like the previous knave in that fucking short but like 😭 at least stay consistent on her questionable actions instead of having people "forgive" her bc she could've done worse???

at the end of the scara interlude we dont get an npc or playable characters waxing poetic about how he's actually doing good in their eyes 🥺 or whatever. with scara we're allowed to still be suspicious of him, we're allowed to question if he really IS serious about helping nahida.

it's just frustrating to see that the writers CAN allow that sort of ambiguity to exist (frex when we first see scara during the parade of providence event, the narrative has us worry if he's going to do something backhanded etc) but w arles quest it felt a lot like the game going Well she's not AS bad as the previous knave so cut her some slack :/ JSJAJZJAJSJAJSKSJ

#mine.txt #like maaaaan okay. #genshin spoilers #4.6 spoilers

[taeyamayang]

FROM WHENCE WE CAME

ㅡa fangirl, her idol, and a funny twist of fate.

❀ sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader

❀ tags: fluff! | crack if you laugh | serendipity | first meets | fan x idol to potential lovers

❀ warnings: sakusa's charms | oh and i uh curse a lot, sorry | mentions of kidnapping and death in just one part, dont wanna freak yall out

a/n: i hereby serve you a light one shot to ease your stress. also, my writing here is stupid and messy. nothing serious, tossing that poetic shit on the side. WE ARE SIMPING FOR THE SAKUSA KIYOOMI. YOU WITH ME??

note: will edit when the sun's up. enjoy

"what?!" your eyes round at the words sputtered by the security guard of the building. "wait, so you're telling me that my car got towed?!"

"honda, dark blue, and a license plate with 6 or 8, i'm not sure but it's even. it was parked over there." the guard points at the empty spot near the fences of the parking lot.

"that's my car! why would they tow my car parked inside a parking lot?!" at this point you could feel the frustration boiling inside you as you try to make sense of the situation.

"it's past nine. they don't allow overnight parkings at the sports arena. the admin has been strict since the incident with the football fans who camped for tickets for the championship game last year."

"could they at least be considerate? i mean, i wasn't planning on leaving my car here! i am fifteen minutes late because i was at the maintenance office waiting for the staff who happen to pick up my missing bracelet." you explain your case although you're certain that it's pointless. right at this very second your car is being dragged to the nearest pick up point and the man guarding his post has nothing to do to stop it.

"at least you found your bracelet." the man shrugs. he offers you a bit of positivity in liue of easing your outburst.

you let out a long sigh, shoulders slumped forward. afterall, he is right. your bracelet means so much to you that you even traded the chance to meet the players of MSBY just to look for it. meeting them is a once in a lifetime experience but losing your bracelet equates to losing a generational heirloom.

"look, i'll help you get a cab." the guard says to comfort you.

"thank you, sir." you say with defeated tone. you flash him a weak smile before shifting your eyes to an empty parking lot... or so it seems like?

it was hard to spot but if you squint your eyes into the almost-pitch dark lot, you could see a car tucked at the farthest corner. the silver logo of four intertwined circles flicker against the solar lamp post on the road adjacent to it, thereafter catching your attention. it's a luxury brand car, audi to be exact; painted in matte black and parked, or rather untowed, you emphasized.

"what's that car doing over there?" you ask the gentleman. anger and jealousy slowing seething inside you.

"oh, he always goes out after closing. the admin knows." just as he was about to explain further, a man pushes the glass door of the building. "here he is." the security gestures to the man in his sweatpants and white shirt. a shadow is casted from his shoulders up to his face making it difficult for you to see his features.

"have a safe drive." the guard greets him in a casual and friendly tone. one that could give you a hint that this man often stays behind closing that the guard has become acquainted with him.

"you too." he says.

the voice. you can't miss this voice.

the countless hours spent on watching MSBY's interviews and games has finally served its purpose.

you keep your eyes at him as he steps forward. the shadow that cloaked his face gradually rolls up as the light from the lamp post illuminates his features. his hair fresh from the shower and his usual white mask covering half of his face. your speculations are confirmed.

you missed the meet and greet but he's here.

sakusa kiyoomi.

you know everything about him. your workmates even deemed you as sakusa's crazy little fangirl because of how much you look up to him. taking advantage of your extensive knowledge about him, you were able to stop your initial reaction which is to scream to his face like a lunatic.

sakusa absolutely hates loud people.

that's why he's often seen frowning at the other three: miya, hinata, and bokuto when they're on a practice match.

so what do you have to do?

you must act edgy, just like him. a man with class. prim and proper and barely amused by trivial things. yes, you must earn sakusa's favor.

"hey." you managed to say in a calm voice.

in response, he arches a brow as he looks at you through his bottom lashes.

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. ABORT MISSION. THAT WAS FUCKING HOT

HOW ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO KEEP CALM WHEN FACED WITH A HOT SEXY MAN??

you choke on air staring at him and when you were about to embarrass, you thank the gods of olympus for the security guard saving your ass for nth time tonight.

"no ones picking up." the man says as he turns the screen of his phone to you. flashed on the screen is a loading sign on a transportation app. worry begins to cloud you. forget about the hot sexy man next to you, how the fuck will you go home?

"at what time do you think the towing station closes?"

"even if they're open 'till now. they won't release your car tonight. it has to sit there for at least twelve hours."

"twelve hours?!" you shout, petrfied and losing your edge. once you realized it you immediately clear your throat and pull yourself together. you must make a good first impression on sakusa kiyoomi so you can boast it on your stan twitter account. you look at him at the corner of your eyes before stating in a confident manner, "i'll take the bus."

"oh, dear you can't!" the guard presses his brows together.

way to go, sir. you thought. now your pretentious indepedent-obviously-not-bothered-by simple-mishaps woman role is shattered. the man continues.

"some say that a kidnapping near the area happened recently. the woman is about your age." he leans forward, voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "rumors has it that the woman was found dead and sealed inside a drum." his narrative deserves a set of campfire and smores, a tale told by old people. nonetheless, if it were to be true you are left to risk your life on the road.

after a moment, a question pops in from a person you momentarily forgot about.

"where do you live?" sakusa says, hence you turn to face him. his height easily towers you but what's even more notable than his height is the intimidating aura he exudes.

"kunitachi." you reply and his face instantly crumples. he lives on the other side of the city (of course you know that, pft) so he must know how far you have come to watch the game.

"i'll take you home." he tucks his hands inside the pockets of his grey sweatpants and begins to stride. however, you remain still on your spot and he notices.

it's not that you don't trust him... no, actually you don't. it may sound funny coming from his fan but you have zero knowledge about his personal life. outside being a pro volleyball player, he is a stranger to you. this could be a moment you will never forget either because you had a great time or the complete opposite. there is a reason why people advise to never meet your idol. you might find yourself agreeing to the saying.

when he notices your delay, he pulls out a leather wallet from his pants. he shuffles through the pockets before taking out a laminated identification card.

"hold on to it if you don't trust me."

your eyes scan the i.d. sakusa kiyoomi. march 20, 1996. black hair. black eyes. 189 cm. you can't believe that between your hands is your idol's government i.d.. observing the object in your hand, your eyes catch a badly taken photo of him pictured at the right side of the card. it's a fact that he's beyond ethereal but this... not even someone like sakusa kiyoomi can escape the horrible quality of an oustretched identification card photo.

your eyes rally from the photo on the card and to his face, obviously comparing his actual face and the one on the picture. sakusa's realizes what you had seen.

"stop looking at my photo." he lightly smacks your hand down to cover his face. "are you coming or not?" he snaps.

you tail behind him, hand clutching onto his i.d. like it's an object worth of gold. he takes out a key to his car then presses a button that made the luxury car that was once hiding behind the moonlight outshines the full moon. the low click resonates, unlocking the doors. his car is worth thrice as your annual salary. he opens the door for you and waits for you to get in before shutting it close.

instantly, a fragrant musk mixed with soap and light perfume pangs your nose. it slams right into your nasal and down to your lungs. all you could sense is the clean air inside his car. you bet your all your credits worth that the air inside the vehicle is cleaner than your bedroom.

rumors about him are true. this man loves to keep his things neat and organized, which reminds you to keep a persona close to his liking. when he pulls the door to the driver's seat open, you immediately keep your knees together, ankles aligned, and your hands to your thighs. he briefly glances at you, fingers brushing the strands of his damped hair before pressing the ignition button.

the car rumbles in a low vibrato like a beast emerging from a deep cave, slealthily yet cunning. now you understand the difference between a luxury and an ordinary car. yours rumbles like it's its last day to hit the road.

you're already whipped beyond saving for sakusa to begin with but watching him operate his high technology car makes him even more attractive. let alone if he wears a suit and tie, driving one hand on the steering wheel, brows pressed together and-

"i said, your address." he asks as you blink rapidly back at him.

fuck, you were daydreaming this whole time? did he asked you twice? what the fuck were you thinking? keep it together, (y/n).

"oh, uh, right. 34 Ilmare building, Kunitachi." you swallow down your composure. you watch his long boney fingers type in your address on a screen attached to the front dash. "sorry, i was spacing out."

"figured." he responds without missing a beat. his comment is like a stab in your chest. he knows you were out of your wits moments ago.

minus 10 points on impressing him.

the female voice coming from the system of the car echoes. it informs the driver about the location with a brief information about road blocks and minor traffic. sakusa maneuvers the car to a reverse. he puts his hand on the back of your seat as he looks over his shoulder. his other hand grips on the steering wheel as he positions the car to exit. even with the mask covering half of his face, you could clearly see the prominent lines on his jaw. its even more beguiling up close than just zooming it in on your phone. once on the road, the space you shared falls into silence. sure, there is soft music playing in the background but it is not enough to fill the space. of course, you cannot keep your mouth shut.

"congrats on winning." the stoplight switches to red.

"thanks." he doesn't leave room for small talks and now you're once again trapped into silence.

actually, you're not.

"the winning point spiked by hinata made the crowd go wild. heck, i was up on my feet." you want to bite your tongue down to prevent yourself from talking. sakusa may not want to converse with you and you're just making a fool of yourself by starting a conversation with a brick wall.

"outside hitter fan? thought you're one of miya's." he says suddenly. the stoplight turns green.

"do i look a miya fan? does miya fans have a certain characteristic?" you are amused by his assumption. your body slightly angles towards his direction.

"no. just assumed you're a fan of him since he's got a ton." his free hand skillfully unhooks the strings latched around the shell of his ears before tossing it on the backseat. his fingers rakes through hair once more, letting the wavy strands brush against the top of his forehead making your eyes draw to the beauty mark above his eyebrow. then, he runs his fingers through the neckline of his white shirt as he pulls it loose.

"nope." you swallow thickly, feeling guilty for watching him. "he's a great setter but his serving technique, the one he does to silence the crowd is a bit...weird to me. but he scores points through it so i think that's fine, i guess."

your eyes round when realization sinks in.

did you just insulted his teammate?? what happened to impressing the sakusa kiyoomi? how could you do everything you're not supposed to do?? what the heck??

"exactly what i said to him." he lets out an airy laugh.

oh.

"so, hinata or bokuto" sakusa runs his tongue over his bottom lip. "i'll let them know i drove their fan home. i want them pissed off first thing in the morning. they love fan service." he chuckles to himself.

is this why they say to never meet your idol? is this the "other" or "dark side" of him that you are supposed to hate? because clearly with the way the corners of your lips pulled up, you are enjoying his humor. this is not supposed to happen.

"why do you assume it's them? you literally have people praising your picture." you whisper to yourself. you can't believe that sakusa thinks that he has zero admirers when in fact, the social media alone is flooding with men and women, volleyball league fans or not, oggling at his mere presence. a shot of him mid-air about to spike a ball once trended on twitter after five minutes of its release.

you tear your eyes away from him, pouting at his oblivion, and draw it forward where your attention lands on a familiar figure.

"hey! is that a voltes five miniature robot?" you point at the small robot planted on the dashboard. it shines in bright tones, making it apparent that the small figurine is made from pure metal.

"yeah." sakusa glances at where you pointing.

"no shit! and the model is curated from the original version!"

"how did you know?"

"how could i not know?!" you inch closer to the figurine, missing the small tug on sakusa's mouth when he sees your eyes sprakled in excitement. "how did you get your hands on this? i heard that it's difficult to see these in stores nowadays. only collectors have them."

"i knew a collector back then but i didn't have enough money to buy it. when i won my first official match as a pro player, i knew i have to get this."

"that's awesome!" you sit back in the seat, stretching your legs in a comfortable manner. you unconsciously loose all the tension in your muscles as you let go of you true self; your persona and goal to impress him, long forgotten.

"have you heard of the newest version of voltes five? it's a remake but in a form of a movie. i heard it's got an updated tech showing all the cool effects and all that. oh, look! it's there on the billboard!" you point at the huge advertisement board featuring the movie. sakusa ducks his head forward to read the sign before pulling his eyes back on the road. "it's showing this week but i bet nothing will top the 1977 version."

when you were about to worry on his lack of response, he remarks.

"1977 to 1978, golden era."

"are you an original version fan too?!" you turn to face him and this time he fails to stop a growing smile. his fingers drum on the steering wheel as zest builds inside him.

"yeah."

"finally! someone with a taste! were you ever called a freak for liking the original version too?!"

"everytime." events of komori, his cousin, teasing him for liking a show that's beyond his age crosses his mind. komori fancied the newer series, one that has great effects and updated styles. on the other hand, sakusa remained an old soul. growing up, he had few kids in his age who have the similar taste as him. this is the reason why he struggled to connect with his peers and became comfortable in his own bubble.

except for tonight as he finally feels connected to someone, a person he ironically do not know.

"tatoe arashi ga hukou tomo..." you sing to yourself the first line of the theme song while looking at the window. he catches you off guard when he continues to sing the song in a rather shy and quiet voice.

"...tatoe oonami areru tomo." your vision flew to him. face splitting into half as you grin wide at him like a kid.

"kogidasou tataki no umi he..." you pause, waiting for him to continue the song but he keeps his mouth into a thin line as struggles to fight a smile. "come on! sing with me!" you urge him with an upbeat tone.

"no." he shakes his head. the muscles around his mouth stiffens as he wrestles to keep a straight face.

"i already heard you sing! it's just the two of us freaks here so what's stopping you?!" you gleefully push him to continue singing.

"no!" right then, he bursts into a laugh.

you have been his fan for the longest time but you have never saw him laugh this carelessly beforeㅡnot on interviews, practice games, or behind the scenes. it is a sight no one in the volleyball league has seen. and it's all because of an iconic show from ages ago.

"we need to play it. you are not dropping me off at my place without us singing the entire theme song." you take your phone out from your bag as you scroll through your playlist.

"connect it to bluetooth." sakusa sets the touchscreen monitor on his dash, and you take this as a chance to jest. your eyes rallying from the monitor and to his face.

"what?" sakusa notices the look on your face. he claws on his lips to hide a smile.

"and you told me you didn't want to sing? how pretentious can you be!" you playfully call him out, thus earning another heartful laugh from him.

"no, you sing and i play the song." he argues.

"no, no, no. i am the dj here, alright? you follow me. we both sing it together."

when the theme song blasts through the speakers of his car, it took sakusa thirty seconds into the song before he finally caved in. he sings with you like nobody else was in the room. he was clearly enjoying himself and it was an image you can never forget.

soon, reality dips in. he pulls over in front of your apartment before switching the lock off. you step out from the car but as soon as you close the door, the window rolls down.

"thank you. here's your i.d., by the way." you duck your head down to level his gaze. he takes the card from your hand.

"i never got your name." he let his gaze linger at you for a moment before shooting you a small smile.

"(y/n)." you smile back.

"(y/n)." he repeats it, letting his tongue be familiarized with the syllables of your name. he continues, "it was nice meeting you, (y/n)."

"it was a fun ride."

just when you were about to leave, a thought crosses your mind. you have to clear things up before the night ends.

"there is no need tell hinata or bokuto about driving home their fan."

"hm?" he tilts his head to the side, confused.

"i've got my eyes on outside spiker number 15, not on them." a faint blush colors his cheeks as it sinks in. fifteen is his jersey number. without waiting for his reply, you bid him goodnight.

"goodnight, sakusa-san. drive home safely."

BONUS!!

it's been three days since sakusa drove you home. currently, just like any other day, he's at the gym honing his skills in volleyball with the rest of the black jackals.

however, during the break a staff calls for him.

"your food is here." the staff holds a bento in his hand as he walks towards the pro player.

"i didn't book a delivery." he wipes a sweat on his forehead. the three: hinata, miya, and bokuto are secretly following him to eavesdrop.

"the sender's name is "(y/n)"." when the three hears a woman's name they synchronously tease the spiker.

"oooohhhhh who is she?" miya wriggles his brows.

"an admirer? a fan? or are you dating?" hinata adds.

"this is news! i gotta tell akaashi." and bokuto is on his way to dial akaashi's number.

sakusa curses at the three as he takes the bento from the person. he goes to a corner where there are signs of an orange-headed, a clone of an onigiri chef, and an owl. he then opens the cloth wrapped around the container and see a paper taped on the surface of the box.

"i got my car! as a thank you gift, i made you a bento. i cooked it myself so i hope it's not that bad. also, i hope you're not on a strict diet! thanks again!

ps: i watched the newest voltes v movie and i am confident to say that the original version is still the best!!

-(y/n)"

sakusa foolishly smiles as he reads the short note for the second time. heart swelling with memories of a long drive. he is in a strict diet but that won't stop him from eating your homecooked meal.

note: voltes v (five) is a japanese show that took asia by storm and tons of remakes were made after its release.

a/n: i hc sakusa as the type to have childhood fixations who tends to collect figurines and toys he couldn't afford when he was young. he may be a stoic cranky boy but i think his inner child has the potential to be loud and showy once paired with someone he's comfortable with.

anyway, i hope you guys enjoyed this short brainrot. i just thought it will be cute to portray a child-like sakusa in contrast to his usual indifferent character :) as usual likes and rbs are very much appreciated!!

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[barebevil]

Exordia spoilers

God and the devil and heaven and hell are all real

angels are real and one of them falls to earth and becomes a starship

political in the extreme, what else did you except from a seth dickinson joint

veeery heavy on jargon. very technical. very heavy on pop culture references too like justtttt on the edge of come on now but i think he gets away with it. i think its kind of charming

trying to think of a concise way to say that math is deeply poetic and romantic. I love math. seth dickinson loves math. if that that sequence of the metaphor of that one axiom in the monster baru cormorant genuinely moved you then i think you should give Exordia by Seth Dickinson a shot

its PACKED. its busy. a novel with little to no breathing room. all the time something happens. lots of really existentially devastating stuff

do you want do spend 20 hours with some of the worst most self righteous infuriating bisexual war criminals ever committed to the page? I say again, give exordia a shot. when i say the worst i do mean you'll hate them for real. but dont worry lots of really terrible shit happens to them. like you'll meet a guy and think god i hope he gets shot dead cus he really deserves it and then he does very much get shot. some of them more than once!

yes they're all horny. its a seth dickinson joint dont make me say it again

nobody in this is GOOD so if you want somebody to root for. well its full of people you can root for but you wont be doing it because theyre good you're doing it because to want them to stay alive so they can make each other worse and more miserable a little more

i wasnt kidding about the spoilers so like at your own risk keep reading. ok. ending this thing on a threesome was soooooooooo brave. and by brave i mean hot. and by hot i mean seth dickinson my friend seth dickinson said im sorry for doing all that and not letting my characters fuck even once. have a threesome. in the final 30 pages or whatever. idk the page number i listened to the audiobook. and i said thank you seth dickinson i love you i love you

and its funny. existentially depressing, kind of horrifying, really exciting. and FUNNY. like HAHA funny.

but seriously if you are particularly sensitive to themes of genocide or of nuclear extinction proceed with caution. i say this as someone who is quite sensitive to themes of nuclear extinction. it scares the shit out of me i'll be honest!!!!!!! there's a non zero chance that this book will make you sick to your stomach. several times. so like. beware

And i mean one thing was clear throughout the whole thing even when i got lost in some of the jargon. Seth Dickinson can WRITE. like he can WRITEEEEEEEE. he can write. goddamn

yes theres a milf

yes i have a crush on the snake alien

any questions?

#exordia #this is. so it hasnt even been an hour and i havent decompressed yet i just needed to say some stuff while it was still fresh

[boycritter]

idk what to title this on account of the brain fog

i dont like the term brain fog

fog is uncomfortable

and hard to get through

but ultimately doable

there is a dense thicket in my brain

an unbearably arid desert

or maybe it’s just a giant fucking wall

that prevents me from reaching coherence

the right words

in the right order

are just on the other side

i dont think i can ever reach them

sometimes i can catch a word or two

that was able to drift over to me

if i hold onto enough of them

i can make people say 

wow

you’re so smart

you explained that so well

and i cant tell them how long it takes to do that

most of the time i just confuse people

with my jumbled mess of words

disconnected statements

i think

its like

what im trying to say is

i dont know

i tried to make this poetic

i couldn’t hold onto the words

im sorry

#oscars art #poetry

[crushedsweets]

back w more of my song analysis bs cause im studying music performance and it’s all I think about 😍 sorry this is so long. i have so many Thoughts

the chain by fleetwood mac is such a brian song. no big beat drop, just constant driving bass - shows determination, relentlessness. specifically the line “if you don’t love me now, you will never love me again” which i take to mean “after i do what im about to do i will become unlovable, so you if you don’t love me now then you will never be able to because i’ll be such an irredeemable person”

geyser by mitski is a really good song to describe nina’s relationship with Jeff. the way that the song starts off so slow, so quiet and thin, but then swells to a grand and full sound like how nina’s obsession started off so small but then grew to control her entire life. love the line “and hear the harmony only when it’s harming me”

a pearl by mitski and LJ (another mitski song cause she’s my fav artist ever) about his abandonment mmm. plus the slightly sinister sounding chords showing his evilification(?? yk what i mean. when he turned emo) ugh “you’re growing tired of me” and “i fell in love with a war and nobody told me it ended” so him

tongues and teeth by the cranes wives and EJ. this is SO his song. ALL of the lyrics r so incredibly him,, “my teeth will only cut your lips, my dear” plus the slightly manic instrumental, highlighting the panic he feels at potentially harming people he loves HLGKFJJDS.

also, for ur consideration, miss nothing by the pretty reckless x nat.

- anon 🌙

anon im kicking my feet. AGGHHGHG. ohh my god. yhou are using musical word that i do not comprehendn in the same way you may but wow do i love the way you describe it. very poetic i think. ill talk abt these.. and then mention a liil extra smth abt toby i thought when driving yesterday

the chain is yes very brian.... ugh... yeyah. yeah. 'after i do what im about to do' is so real. like being so very aware and conscious of your awful decisions and still going through with them. quite brian-like even under the whole complexities with hoody persona etc etc....

AND YEAH GEYSER TOO . the start of the song feels very like... idk if scary is right but its just very deep and could be quite unsettling.... nina longs for love. "i've turned down every hand thats beckoned for me to come" very pretty, fun, easy-going girl that could have plenty of suitors and yet she's still crawling towards this fucking beast of a man who is nothing good for her. "i will be the one you need" constantly warping herself for this man that wouldn't do shit for her, and she doesn't mind because she loves him in every single which way he is, and she loves how awful it is . and FUCKKKKK SHE NEEDS TO GET BETTER SHE NEEDS TO GET AWAY. she gets away dont worry. she gets over him. lots of crying and sobbing and screaming but she gets over it. its very hard to get over something awful when you crave awful

im not a huge lj fan (SCARED OF CLOWNS IM SORRY GUYS IK I KEEP HARPING ON ABOUT IT) but i loooove a pearl. "i fell in love with a war / nobody told me it ended" wow. ok. yeah. wow. jesus. rolling the pearl around looking for anything and everything that could soothe the ache of literal fucking abandonment while all you can do is wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and then its all too much and damn . :( damn ok.

IVE GORWN A MOUTH SO SHARP AND CRUEL IS LITERALLY SO PERFFECTLY EJ. FUCK. "I am not a vessel for your good intents" oh but he is sure a vessel for something demonic .... "abonded all your stupid dreams / about the girl i couldve been" HE HAD SOOO MANY FUCKING DREAAAMSSSS he wants to be a doctor he wanted to save lives he wanted a family he wanted a dog he wanted to see his little siblings grow up he wanted to take care of his elderly parents. and now all he can do is sit and be miserable because he is a monster and there is only so much he can do about it. damn. wow.

also yeah to the nat thing wow.

wow. yeah. goddamn.

AND ALSOOOOO OK LAST NIGHT I WAS DRIVING AND THIS SONG CAME ON

shit show by peter mcpoland i just keep thinking about toby. tbh ill find a way to twist any song into toby cuz i like him but yea. this is leaning more into the found family thing after losing his own and just seeing the way different people reflect his past and its gut wrenching but you know how he is. just a guy of sorts. he spends a lot of his time angry and wanting to isolate and self destruct and ruin everything around him . but he also spends a lot of his time desperate for normalcy, for respect, to be seen as a human fucking being and ah fugugh. im just imagining brian pulling him out to meet the owner of the farm near slenders forest and making him stand straight and telling the farmer 'he's a good kid, hard worker, strong. keep him around" (the hardworking strong part is true, at least) and toby's about to die cuz he's so stressed (this is shortly after all the fucking murder) but brian lightly slaps him on the back and he stands up straight and the farmer just shakes his hand and says smth nice abt 'got a good grip there' and and and guyyyyssss..... and holidays..are so hard for hhim.. and "i swear i'd see your faces staring up at me" ohh my goddd.... "I don't wanna drink alone today" man................... guys...... man......

#long post #🌙 anon #asks

[coyotevallie]

sophomore slump album review bc its maybe the greatest part of late s2 and i need to stop thinking abt the things i dislike

dead and gone: i love yuri . also banger . good song i like how pop punky it is . just a fun one not much more 2 say it made me giggle

fairytale: genuinely made me really emotional <- child of divorce w neglectful father . we get such little insight into scarys feelings about her bio dad and i LOVED how they went about it here its the right mix of genuinely poetic and still feeling very much like a sophomore in high schools angsty lyrics

secret admirer: has grown on me honestly its a lil sweet ....... the lyrics are very Teen Girl Love Poem which i enjoy and the line thats like im not like other girls i dont like [bunch of generic boy names] im not like other girls but when i saw you my heart shattered is lezzy enough and my belief in girlmie strong enough to have it not taint my lesbian scary belief

the devil i know (potato): I LOVED THIS ONE SORRY ITS MY FAVORITE ....... im a goth im a sucker for the deathrocky feel and i love how you can blatantly tell she was just pissed after dinner and wrote this long fucking rant in her notes and was like "yeah this is fire"

the worst thing in the world is hope: could have been really gothyish new waveyish if theyd leaned into it more .... missed chance but i can imagine . i liked the henry diss it made me giggle . reminds me of me in middle school this is truly what being an edgy depressed girl feels like

scary stories to tell in the dark: was cute and sweet . it made me giggle i liked normals little teen high birthday song . "🤓🤓🤓 errmmm id say the best thing abt u is that u could be the harley to my joker" how did he pull the majority of the main characters who hes not related to including the person this was directed at again . i said to myself after typing that "oh well he was method acting the joker at the time" THAT DOESNT HELP EXPLAIN AT ALL