#there are probs dumb mistakes but | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

aw-bean-s · 1 year

Text

Gotta say as someone whos been out since they were young, I'm really sick of having to defend the existence of queer people in media and explain how it's 'useful' or 'plot important' when straight ppl i know can like whatever trashy het romance they want no questions. Like does it have to be useful? Can it not just be there? It doesn't 'cheapen' anything its just there and suddenly you have to fight for your life to explain why it should get to exist. And it's always the bloody 'pandering' 'it's a trend' argument and I hate it because is it so terrible if they pander to ME for once instead of you?? Is that so terrible?? But you can't say that because then you're a fool who doesn't understand good storytelling. And then if they're real annoying, they'll pull the 'well i don't like when ANY romance is just pushed in' so then why. Is it always queer stuff you're complaining about?? And then I'm forced to be defending a (honestly poorly written) queer romance because all I said was that it couldve been handled better and somehow to straight ppl that translate to 'yeah they shouldn't have done it at all' and they don't even REALISE their bias and that SOMEHOW the ONLY FUCKING TIME we have this arguement it's about a queer character. Can I not enjoy the fact a superhero I like is bisexual while also admitting I don't like how they flattened their character after it? Can I not say 'yeah it's trashy but theyre cute' to some crap TV show? Does it always have to be perfect? Because yeah. I want good shows. I want complex dynamics. But sometimes it just feels nice when the silly comic book character is bisexual. And these motherfuckers will ALWAYS find some way to argue that it wasn't relevant and therefore they shouldn't have come out at all, which is just another way of saying that queerness should be kept away from the things they like and only be included if 'plot relevant' so then they can avoid it. I'm just so tired, so so fucking tired, of having the same argument over. And over. And over again with the same people about the same things when all I wanted to do was talk about a bisexual character WITHOUT some asshole jumping down my throat. I've been doing this shit since I was 12 and I'm just tired. Christ.

#'forced' my ass #If you can't tell i made the mistake of talking about comics to my dad #He's not like. Homophobic. He's just dumb and has internal biases he does not care to check unless he's drunk #And unfortunately I caught him before he opened the whiskey while he was still on beer :/ my mistake honestly #Also I know that it sounds like I go out of my way to pick fights (according to dad anyway) but I really dont #All I fucking said was 'yeah I like that they're bisexual but i don't like that they flattened their character afterwards'#'it's like they decided being bisexual and in a relationship was enough of a substitute for personality'#Which yeah I should have seen that coming but I wasn't wrong #Unfortunately he took it to mean that being bisexual is what ruined it and had no idea a character could be well written AND bisexual #When its not the bisexuality it's the writing and also! Entirely my own opinion! Other ppl think differently to me!#Just sucks when he's my dad and I have to make a compelling argument for why people like me should get to exist in fiction at all #Fuck that though I'm gonna write some big story and they're all gonna come out as bisexual for no reason just out of spite #Just one by one everyone becomes bisexual and what can he do? Complain about it?#Because mum would tear him a new asshole if he tried that shit in front of her #Anyway. Yeah. Probs was my fault because I shouldn't have mentioned the bi thing #I was just happy about it even if it wasn't up to my standards #It was silly of me. I might not have picked a fight deliberately but it was my fault #It's just frustrating because every 'plot important' bisexual is some seductress who swings both ways for their own benefit #There's no variety but it's the ONLY type of bisexual I haven't heard ppl complain about #Vent #Sorry abt this I'm just tired and angry and bisexual #(said like that isn't my default state)

1 note · View note

mostlykind · 1 year

Text

I am loving football at the moment and I get the stress of watching and the joy / sadness when things go a certain way but at the end of the day. it’s a game. it’s entertainment. sending death threats and insulting players and claiming we’d be better off without them is utterly ridiculous, unnecessary and downright cruel. I’ll never get it

#it’s dumb idc #like I get the frustration but literally just shut up #you can’t do a fraction of what they’re pulling off #sat on ur sofa spewing hate / racism / obscenities #over someone running with a ball and making a mistake #fuck off <3 #rahma’s rambles #World Cup #wc 2022 #this is about kane and rashford tonight #my beloveds you played well and got us to the quarter finals idc if it was silly or easy to get #people are horrible #even if it’s a terrible player. death threats??? rly????#it’s entertainment ???#this is one reason i probs couldn’t get into football fully

3 notes · View notes

uncsukuna · 1 month

Text

the thorn in your side.

synop: nobleman!gojo being annoying asf, but he’s also kinda cute?

tags: fem!reader, royal au, gojo is a nobleman, reader is crown princess, reader is a lil mean to him but it’s really just playful banter, slight suggestiveness..? and by slight i mean very slight. not historically accurate (don’t jump me)

note: dk where this came from. prob all of the historical manhwas thats been on my fyp but wtv. uhh this is lowk fun tho, might make more of this if i have motivation!

“princess! i got a favor to ask.”

“ohhhh, princess!”

“hey, princess?”

your eye twitches in irritation. how many questions can one nobleman have in one day? you’ve answered each one with the dignity and grace expected of a future queen, but there’s only so much of that dignity and grace one can have.

you look up from your book, bright cerulean eyes staring down at you. “yes, lord gojo?”

his grin widens, and you have to resist the urge to slap it smooth off of his face. “do you know where i can find those little cookies? y’know, the ones you had at the banquet last week?”

... seriously?! he’s asking you about macaroons?!

“i believe you’re consulting the wrong person about that. perhaps you should ask the head chef.” your voice is strained, as if answering satoru’s questions for the umpteenth time today is making you physically ill.

satoru sighs and leans back in his chair, one long leg crossed over the other. “yeaaah, but i wanna ask you. since you’re the princess n’ all. unless...”

he tips his chair closer to yours, and his warm breath ghosts across the conch of your ear. tingles dance down your spine and heat creeps up the back of your neck. does he have regard for personal space?

“perhaps our kingdom’s queen-to-be is too dumb to know where macaroons come from?”

you should just ignore him. satoru’s entire purpose, it seems, is to just get on your nerves and force you to lose your well-maintained composure. you know this. and yet...

“i am not dumb, satoru. it is you who’s the idiot, considering you cannot seem to use basic logic to realize their origin,” you snap, words coming out in a hot, angry rush.

you are sick of him testing your patience, sick of his silly little grin and glossy pink lips, and stupid, ugly eyes that always seem to have a twinkle of mischief in them. how dare he speak to you that way? he’s only a nobleman, and you could easily strip him of that title.

a soft chuckle from satoru interrupts your mental tirade. what is he laughing for? is he laughing at you?

“what’s so funny.” you fold your arms over your chest, your brows knitted together.

“oh, nothing. it’s just...” he laughs again. it’s a soft, light sound, quite unlike the usual hearty and loud giggles and barely stifled snickers. yuck. “this is the first time you’ve used my first name, princess.”

ah.

did you really?

your mind replays what you said, and, unsurprisingly, he’s right. you called him satoru, not lord gojo.

the heat now burns your cheeks, and you look away, focusing your gaze on the nearly infinite rows of books in the library. “a mistake. even i make them, but do not think that will be happening again, lord gojo.”

satoru simply hums, drumming thick fingers against the table. “ah, but my name sounds so nice coming from your lips. are you sure it won’t happen again? perhaps in a different, more intimate context?”

how hard would you have to throw a book to get him to finally shut up?

you all but shove yourself out of your seat, tucking your bookmark in between the pages. you smooth out your gown and get rid of invisible specks of dust. “that... will not be happening either. good day, lord gojo. i hope i will you in the future.”

without waiting for what would definitely be some cheeky response, you spin on your heel and exit the library, rushing down the castle’s halls.

why does satoru gojo have to be so infuriating?!

#﹒writing #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk gojo #jjk gojo fluff #gojo fluff #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo #gojo satoru

433 notes · View notes

snuggleboots · 5 months

Text

♡ in which i'm still having big feelings about kisame. naturally, i'm cramming the reader into said big feelings. have some genin and newly-graduated chunin kisame and reader, his one and only friend (´。＿。｀) it's dark, lots of death, so huge dni to minors. ♡

♡ might make this a dumb little series of drabbles, maybe? i'm sure as hell not dropping a whole thing in one post when it turned entirely into a chunin selection thing. it's choppy, probs has mistakes, but that's because i wrote it here and i am dogshit tired and slightly scared to post smth i just roughed out here :' ) ♡

Tags: kid kisame (6-10), kid reader (6-10), reader-insert, canon/reader friendship, dark themes, such as kiri's chunin selection, mentioned child deaths (the chunin selection), angst, shock/trauma.

It's a death of spirit, slow to manifest, to make your home in another person. The innocence of youth was never something fostered in the Land of Water, reclusive and cutthroat was the village that stands bastion in the heart of the island nation. Those of the Mist learn young that survival is a series of little deaths, each one an intangible shepherd to the next that awaits them.

Kirigakure, where connection is granted to budding shinobi for the sake of becoming one of life's many harsh lessons. It's when you're small, and your childish sense of hope is somehow still naïve and alive, that something so treasured as a comrade is allowed to be anything more than a means to an end. Sharing meals, and clinging to life by the skin of your teeth through missions too gruesome for children so young, one's genin team is often one's first true taste of friendship.

He was so young when you met, six years old at best; a competitive thing- oblivious of his own strength and rough at times, but fierce in his loyalty. It started then, a boy with a gruff heart too big for his body, and a sawtooth grin that looked more frightening than he ever bothered to actually be. He was your friend, with cute ears that stuck out and gills that sometimes flared in a way that made you helpless but to laugh, and an unyielding sense of self-assurance that made missions less frightening, so long as it was him that fought at your side.

Hoshigaki Kisame was not a monster. Not as you knew him.

Companions in a shared misery back then, you were each other's determined and desperate support through the trials of your paths; assurances shared with conviction carried you through the horrors that no heart so soft as yours should ever have been forced to witness. You wanted to heal, he strove to conquer the art of blades.

Children are, unfortunately, as precious as they are blind, and their pride is earned hard through enduring that which would cull their lessers. Together though, there was nothing that could stop the unbeatable two that made him and you. It was a connection found only by the miracle of chance, a friendship forged through the four years shared as junior shinobi. Your sensei, your third man - they existed beyond the bubble of two.

You were children together, once.

But in the Bloody Mist, you fight or you die. It was a death of heart to swallow the fear in your throat when it came time for selection. Ten years old by then; it was cold that day, and the pit in your stomach was nearly all-consuming when Kisame bid you the first of many goodbyes. 'Just in case', he'd said - his voice quiet, and heavier than you'd ever heard it then - just in case one of you failed to survive. It was better to say goodbye now than risk losing his chance if it had come down to facing you.

Through the chūnin selection your three-man squad became a bitterly victorious two-man cell. It was only a small mercy given to you by chance that you weren't forced to face Kisame, and not yet was he forced to turn his strength on his team. He survived by the ferocity of his blade whereas you weathered the terrified betrayal of your third man, a soft-spoken boy no older than you. A tracker - or, at least he would have been.

Surviving that was the first time you saw Kisame's eyes feral and searching, his developing muscles drawn taut and teeth bared like a wild animal as he tore through the small ceremony of fellow children-turned-soldiers that had proved their mettle in the slaughter, each newly minted journeymen shinobi drenched in the blood of their friends.

Some were too stunned from the shock of their own actions, most too numb to react to the Hoshigaki boy who sought you out like one drowning sought the ocean's surface. There was no pretence of honour or achievement to be found in the way his hands, still slick and stinking of iron, had gripped your shoulders when he finally found you, as if you were the only tether he had left to anything good.

Neither of you smiled that day. There was no crooked grin that greeted you there, and no stifled tittering that followed the frenzied flaring of his gills to welcome him in turn, not that time. Finding each other through the bloodshed as official chūnin, you both learned that no amount of conditioning could have prepared either of you for the reality of taking the lives of your compatriots. It felt different, somehow more visceral, compared to cutting down someone marked an enemy.

Kill or be killed, neither of you had any other choice. That day would not be the one that marked his end, nor your own. Not yet - he was manic and peaked, you were despondent and spiralling - not yet. You weren't ready. He wasn't ready. Not yet. It was a shame that you weren't built for killing, and an even greater one that Kisame's concept of a comrade, that day, began chipping down to you. You became the exception.

Fear is something any child is bound to experience in life; a crawling dread felt in their bones when something goes bump in the night. It wasn't fear he had felt, and he was a child no longer when he emerged as one of the several victorious. No, the young swordsman-to-be was a selfish boy, he knew, because what he felt when he'd shoved his face into your hair and squished his nose into the crown of your head was the shameful sensation of relief. So many had died horrible, gruesome deaths - but not you. You lived, you breathed, you were shaking like a leaf and staring through him, but at least you were alive.

He was surely broken, and at that point so were you, but at least you had survived.

Your body moved through the motions of a person after the fact, while each champion was recognised, your stare one thousand yards detached from the moment when the weight of your certificate soaked up the death from your killing hands. You hadn't had it a moment, hadn't had the chance to exchange it for your hitai-ate, and already it was marked with blood. You were meant to feel proud, strong for having outwitted and overpowered the others, too weak to serve the village - yet, you'd felt sick. Bile burned the back of your throat, swallowed down hard while your brain marked you a hypocrite that day, despite the ceremony of congratulations thrown in the faces of you and your peers.

It was a blur, what little remained of that day. You have no memory now, nor did you then, of dragging yourself to the baths, but you know that every time you closed your eyes you saw the faces of those you'd defeated. Their faces stricken with panic or wet with desperate tears, voices squeaky or hoarse in their last moments - your kunai buried deep in the throat of your squadmate, his tantō skewered through the fleshy part of your waist. Pain, in every manner of which it existed.

No matter how desperately you'd scrubbed, your skin left raw and burning, your breathing haggard and unbearably tight, the blood never seemed to wash clean from your hands. Kisame was a persistent one, perceptive for his age and unwilling to part while his brain somehow struggled to rationalise that you lived, even if you'd left his sight. He'd scrubbed your back and bid the little comfort of his company - a silent sentinel that never once mentioned the strangled sobs that wracked your body when finally, you'd worn through what little energy you had left.

You couldn't understand why you cried.

And he had no answer as to why you didn't feel clean - he didn't either, though it bothered him somewhat less than it did you. Then, he'd never had as optimistic an ambition as yourself. His path was always of the sword.

You'd managed to patch your own wounds, and then Kisame's - because that was meant to be your path. The medic, the healer, a preserver of life. The death of hope was dealt through the cold realisation that you would never truly be that. At least, not in this lifetime. Not like this.

You were naïve to have ever thought that the path of a medic was above the demand of bloodshed.

It was he who helped you fix your clothes when your fingers refused to, no words exchanged when he pulled you under his arm and guided you from the baths - it was good, at least, that you'd washed up before heading for home. The silence shared between you, then, remained unbroken out of respect for those unfortunate dead. Loyal to a fault, and in search of an excuse to be near, he'd helped you back to the tiny apartment you called your own.

You felt many things that he didn't, then - but it didn't make you weak. You survived selection, you'd survive this too, he knew.

Your home was empty, polluted with noise from the market district beyond your windows, inhabited at that point only by yourself - still a child, yet so alone. Long had the Land of Water suffered civil wars - and your parents' lives were claimed somewhere along the line, but at the very least he was there. This world had no shortage of children orphaned, and like you, there was no one left alive to have awaited his return.

His home was with you. At least, it was then.

You were children together, once.

That day, through a series of deaths both tangible and in spirit, began the first of many goodbyes. To childhood, to juvenile altruism, and to the hope of most things good.

But not Kisame.

Kisame was not a monster, not then, at least. Not ever when you knew him.

#kisame #kisame x reader #akatsuki #naruto #naruto x reader #writing tag #kisame hoshigaki #reader insert #the night we met by lord huron carried me thru this one #really want to work on making my writing more narrative rather than w/e it usually ends up being ugh #also want to write some comfort as an addition to this but that'll come later maybe #this is dark - but i cannot see anyone having a good time in the bloody mist era #i rly dont think they went easy on their genin given the whole - y'know - chunin selection being what it is

57 notes · View notes

artsybelle1015 · 1 year

Text

Azul x Chubby!Confident!Reader

His friend tilted his head, smiling though in amusement. He had expressed to Jade about these thoughts, which was a mistake now he realized. This irritated Azul, it would be a foolish idea to bring you in…

Warnings(!!!): body insecurities, talk about bullying, self esteem issues, other than that it’s all good! SPOILERS FOR BOOK 3!!!

•••

He hated you deeply.

It wasn’t fair, how come you were liked? He was your weight in his childhood, yet was ridiculed all his life for that.

How could you not hate your chest, stomach, arms, and legs? It made no sense to him.

You were a pulled apart puzzle, needing to be pieced together, or at least that’s how he felt about you in his mind. Most of his thoughts whenever he saw you in the halls or at Mostro Lounge was how were you able to be so happy, how were you not bullied, what made you so special that he lacked.

“Ugh, you’re still thinking of Shrimpy?” Floyd whined, laying himself across the couch in Azul’s VIP room, giving a dramatic body language to accentuate his boredom. “Why don’t you just ask, you were probs just unlucky.”

Azul glared up at his supposed friend and subordinate. He was trying to get paperwork done, but a part of him was distracted heavily, and Floyd clearly caught onto it.

In his mind, he kept wondering about you, whether he wanted to or not. You were just an impulsive thought to him.

With a sigh, Azul finally spoke, “Floyd, I would appreciate if you headed out the door.”

Floyd laid on his stomach, kicking his legs and smiling. “Are you in love with shrimpy?”

A jolt happened with Azul, eyes wide and face red. That was not expected, he was not prepared for such a thing. No, he did not love you, what a putrid thought. He was simply curious about your mentality…

“Oyyy~ am I correct~?” Floyd cackled.

“You are in fact incorrect,” Azul scoffed, face still on fire, “and I think this is your cue to leave.”

The normally stubborn and moody Floyd stood up and headed to the door with a smile, simply leaving. Azul knew he was about to cause mayhem.

___

He was absolutely correct, Floyd informed Jade of the misunderstanding. Now Jade was giving Azul a look, a creepy smile forming and slowing a slight glimpse of his sharpened teeth.

This made Azul continually redden throughout the day and get sloppy with his business man persona.

It’s ridiculous, Azul thought. I don’t not like the Prefect.

Although he swore to himself and the twins that was the case, but his actions spoke in a different way.

Ever since Floyd asked that really dumb and specific question, Azul couldn’t help but notice you even more. The way you walked, how you smiled, how you looked sleepy, how you were with your first year friends and Grim. It was all becoming enchanting. You were so interesting.

It became less about your body and more about you. He just loved every part of you from top to bottom.

There was no hatred in your heart, it was him projecting his insecurities onto you in his mind.

“Just tell them that,” Jade cooed.

Azul pushing up his glasses, having a pink tinted face. “I will not.”

“Yo, boss, shrimpy’s here~” Floyd called out, opening the door without consent.

And there appeared you, standing there confused and having your arm in a death grip by Floyd. Azul jumped and became more red seeing you.

Jade chuckled, “My, Azul, we were just talking about the Prefect now, weren’t we?”

Angry eyes flicked to Jade, he had pieced together they were setting him up now. He decided to take charge and speak up, keeping his eyes off you of course, but his voice stuttered despite that, “W-well Prefect… you are f..free to leave if you… you so like.” The businessman persona was completely gone.

“But Floyd told me you needed talk to me,” you inquired, a little puzzled look from his behavior. Floyd finally letting you go so you could walk over to him.

Floyd snickered and motion for Jade to head out with him.

And so they did, leaving only you and Azul, who had a pure red face.

“What’s up?” you decided to ask, weary of the shady business man, but decided to take a seat across the couch from him.

Taking a deep breath, Azul finally looked at you. He looked so vulnerable and like his teenage age, he was in love. Love was something he kept distance, mainly preserving for his family. There was no preparation for the outcome he could fall in love with another like him too.

He had expected if he were to have a lover they would also be as hard-working and able to adapt to other people, but you didn’t try to change yourself for others. In fact, no one minded you, you were loved. He was both jealous and happy about that. You deserved it after all. This was more attractive to him than he originally thought.

“Why don’t we make a deal?” he muttered.

You scoffed, “Is that why I’m here?”

“No… no, I promise I won’t… try to hurt you… I just…” he was stammering on, trying to think of the words to say, “I’m not sure how to use my feelings…”

The originally annoyed Prefect gave a soft look, you were amazed hearing Azul out of all people say that. It was sweet.

“Well… I’m interested in you, and I know we haven’t talked as much,” he exclaimed, finally cooling down and feeling a bit more prideful. “Would you like to spend time with me sometime soon? Just the two of us? No business deals or contracts… if you desire.” He gulped, antsy about your answer that his leg began to bounce.

You chuckled, thinking on it a bit, then looking to him with a blush across your face. “Sure! Thank you.”

He made a stupid smile at that and pushed up his glasses. “How about we exchange phone numbers.”

The two of you exchanged numbers, and you headed off, Azul’s heart was racing so fast. How could you be so perfect? Although he was quite upset with Jade and Floyd, they had helped him.

Who knew he could fall in love with someone who reminded him of his deepest insecurities?

•••

Author’s Note: I hope this is okay I didn’t really want to make a super long post because I’m a bit tired going back to school and it not being a weekend. My friend requested for me to do this so shout out to them!

265 notes · View notes

olderthannetfic · 4 months

Note

I thought authors making theirs fics accesible through Patreon was shit, but now I've seen Postype and... I still think is shit, but now there's *two* kinds of shit. You can monetize fics directly in that site, it's utterly insane. It's like Wattpad, but worse. I didn't want to believe when someone told me about it but it's true. I was going to ask how is that even allowed, but I guess it's because it's not an American company that owns it and copyright works vastly different in different countries. (Or maybe it's not allowed but the translator was shit at translating the Tos? Probs!)

*Sigh* Why capitalism has to ruin everything. I'm not paying three dollars for a Genshin Impact fic. I'll just stick my nose to AO3 forever until I rot and forget about all I witnessed in that site. May my soul rest.

It's a mistake to think most dumb things people are doing on the internet are "allowed".

They might be legal or not in a given place. They might be okay by a site's ToS or not. (And these two things tend to differ widely.)

Them staying up is usually a product either of them flying under the radar or the author making so much money for a site that they turn a blind eye as long as possible.

People do what they can get away with, not what they're told they're supposed to.

33 notes · View notes

kittenchancorruptionarc · 1 month

Note

I thino that anon is tryi g to tell you its your kid.

Prob the same anon asking thoes hypothetically question of ' what if you already had a kid"

" what if they where violent" ect.

^^ DONT play dumb oppie.

-busting bunny.

…

I’ve been good about wearing protection before our little incident.

This has to be some sort of mistake…

6 notes · View notes

amooo1023 · 2 years

Note

Hey I gota spefic idea for a romantic Bill Cipher x reader thingie. A reader that gets posssessed and hates it but eventually helps an loves to help Bill with his schemees

I like this idea anon. Also it really helps when requests are more specific! It makes it easier to write for me. Not sure if I wrote it the way you wanted it though. But I hope you like my headcanons nonetheless. Also I mentioned the reader being naked at some point but it's not in the nsfw way. If that is triggering to some of you then I would advise to not read this.

Bill Cipher x Reader who hates to be possessed but slowly grows to love helping Bill (romantic headcanons)

Chances are that you got possessed from him while you made a deal with him. Of course you could've also have gotten possessed because somebody else made a deal with him. But the chances of that happening are pretty low. Also you'd probably get possessed before the twins get to Gravity Falls.

Either way you get possessed by him and you get mad immediately. Bill of course doesn't care and laughs at your expression.

It takes him a little while for him to get accustomed to your body but he gets the hang of it pretty quickly. After all he's used to possessing vessels.

Might ask you a few questions while you're in the mindscape, though him knowing that you'll not answer truthfully.

He doesn't really think of you as a threat so he doesn't act too threatening against you. To be honest he treats you like a joke.

He knows everything that you think about. So if he thinks you're thinking about something dumb or questionable he'll comment on it.

Despite him possessing your body he tries making conversation with you. It's honestly your decision if you want to talk to him or not.

He may try to scare you by threatening to commit suicide with your body. Of course he never actually means it and only threatens you to get a reaction out of you.

He'll probably be the first to like you and consider you as a friend. You on the other hand might still have a grudge against him.

He creates and causes a lot of mischief while in your body.

Chances are that he's going to be overly open with you whether you like it or not.

He schemes a lot and does goofy dumb stuff with your body as tests. Which might be the reason why you start to like him slightly more.

He has seen you naked before but to be honest he doesn't care. The only thing he knows is that it's a vessel and that's it. Though he gets a bit confused to why you're embarrassed since he's naked all the time and that doesn't make him feel embarrassed.

He probably doesn't know about privacy and what humans need or usually do to keep themselves healthy. So chances are that he probably accidentally starves himself without him knowing.

Usually this is where you help him out since this is your body we're talking about.

You kind of just follow him around watching as he does mistakes and messes things up. Usually this results in you laughing at him while he gets annoyed and asks you how he's going to be able to eat food and keep your body from dying if he can't even cook.

Results in you teaching him how to cook while you guide him to the easy steps of cooking. He failed a lot and made many mistakes. He also somehow managed to get a fork in your eye while he was in your body. For some reason he found it funny but annoying at the same time.

You're kind of his personal human teacher and or helper.

He probably would be the first to gain romantic feelings for you. But the only time he'll confess to you is once he reads your mind and he finds out you feel the same.

It's safe to say that he trusts you and will gladly let you get back into your vessel whenever you want. But in the condition of him also always being able to control your body. So basically you two switch.

No kisses in the physical world but kisses in the mindscape. That goes with almost all physical affection since he can't physically touch you and you can't touch him.

Lots of teasing from both sides. However Bill has an advantage in this since he can possess your body whenever he wants. So he can potentially cause problems for you without him actually getting any consequences since it's your body itself doing this.

You two are partners in crime and I mean it literally. He possesses your body and you help him with his shenanigans. (Most of them are crimes though)

He doesn't really know how to comfort you if you're under the weather. He might come off as if he's making fun out of you because he constantly tries making jokes. In reality he's trying his best to comfort you.

Let's say he possesses your body while he's talking to you. If you then start trying to flirt with him you can easily see your vessel's cheeks blush. If you comment on it he'll immediately leave your body but his glow around him will be a pink reddish color. He'll try flirting with you back but he's kind of terrible at it. It's safe to say that you laughed at his attempts to trying to flirt back against you. If you laughed at him his glow around his triangle body will get brighter while he starts getting annoyed and flustered at you.

I think it's safe to say that your relationship with Bill will be relatively good.

#x reader #fanfiction #Fic #bill cipher #ask #thanks anon!#headcanons #fanfic #romantic #gravity falls #Bill cipher headcanons #romantic headcanons #bill cipher x reader #Fluff

182 notes · View notes

kingofthering · 1 year

Text

inspired by @effervescentdragon’s latest thing, Fabio/Marc in 2024 (probably), established relationship, mention of a minor crash with a light injury.

Fabio winces as he gets out of the shower and towels himself dry. The warm water helped with his muscles but the pain in his ribs flares up as Fabio wraps the towel around his hips.

A quick look into the mirror reverberates hues of blue and purple at him. He fights the urge to prob at the injury and opens the door of the bathroom, leading him to the bedroom section of Marc’s motorhome.

Fabio rummages through the drawers and find boxers and a large t-shirt to borrow before turning around, facing Marc where he’s still sitting at the bottom of his bed, exactly where Fabio left him before going for his shower.

Fabio knows that he surprised his boyfriend when he showed up to his place after the race, the very explicit “I didn’t think you would want to see me tonight” adding to the confused expression on Marc’s face when he opened his front door.

“Do you want me to go?” Fabio had asked even though he was fairly sure he already knew the answer to that. Marc had immediately made a pained sound before ushering Fabio inside.

Fabio used one hand to Marc’s nape to press a quick kiss to the corner of Marc’s mouth before making his way inside, the place pretty much a second home to him at this point.

Earlier today, after Fabio had been cleared by medical, Tom had asked him if he was sure he wanted to see Marc now. He told him that they could have a quiet night together, the two of them and a dumb movie to fall asleep to. Fabio had recognized where Tom was coming from but he also knew what he wanted.

Marc may have been a little bit too aggressive today when he tried to overtake him and Fabio’s left side took the brunt of the crash but there had been a reason the affair had been declared a racing incident with no penalty.

“Honestly, it doesn’t hurt that much.”

Marc raises his head from where he was playing with his thumbs. “Don’t lie.”

Fabio rolls his eyes. “I’ve got meds that will dull whatever pain is left. Sadly they’re not the strong kind that make me all loopy and stupid, sorry for the disappointment.”

Marc does chuckle at that, a reference to experiences they both have had, mostly when waking up from operations.

Fabio sits down next to Marc, their thighs not touching but close enough that they could if Marc wanted them to.

Marc is an enigma that numerous people have tried to solve in the past. Some of them think that they have him all figured out, his flaws and all the things that drive him, but they’re all far away from the truth, Fabio knows that. You’ll never know how Marc functions if you never get lucky enough to be let in and have him open up to you, allowing himself to be picked at, not hiding.

Fabio is still learning. That doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have a good idea of what is going on in Marc’s mind right then.

That does mean that Fabio knows he needs to let Marc dictate pace there.

“Promise me you won’t let me fuck up our relationship,” Marc eventually says, his voice quiet and a little rough in the silence of the motorhome. “Promise me you won’t let me make the same mistakes again.”

Fabio lifts one hand to Marc’s face, one thumb under his chin, forcing Marc to look at him.

“Hey. Three things. Or like, four I guess. I love you. You love me. You’re not him and—” Fabio pauses, his thumb rubbing Marc’s jaw for a couple of seconds. “Well, no offense but I’m not you either.”

And there are thousands more things that Fabio could say. You’re older. You’ve grown up. I trust you. He sees the flash of annoyance on Marc’s face before he huffs and his face relaxes a little as he pushes his cheek against Fabio’s fingers.

“Thank god. I couldn’t date myself, I’m way too much of a bastard. I don’t know how you do it.”

Fabio chuckles at that and he can feel Marc’s smile against his palm before he presses a kiss to Fabio’s skin.

Fabio’s ribs aren’t nearly numb enough by the time he lies into bed but he still insists to tuck Marc against his good side, Marc’s arm careful and gentle where he wraps it around Fabio’s waist.

The pain means it takes Fabio a while to fall asleep but he eventually does, to the sound of Marc’s light snores and the weight of Marc’s head close to his heart.

#fabio quartararo #marc marquez #2093 #that last line is way too cheesy but whatever #this whole thing is kinda cheesy anyway #my writing #rpf

37 notes · View notes

noahtally-famous · 1 year

Note

do you have any total drama (2023) season 2 predictions?

thanks for the ask, anon!

these are all based on the four episodes I've watched and the stuff I've seen circulating tumblr abt the season!

imma split this up to make things easier for everyone-

hopes:

goddammit I need more axel and nichelle screentime pls and tyvm--tumblr has got me shipping them and I can't get out of that hole

but seriously, I hope now that they learned from the mistakes they'd made this season, next season they get far--preferably post-merge

popular take but: CAN CHEMMA FUCKING BREAK UP IN S2?? like emma realizing all this isn't worth it and splitting it off with chase (or, for whatever reason, the other way around--only bc I've seen posts speculating on that happening lmao, or they mutually split it, or what-fucking-ever. I literally do not care how they split or who's the initiator, I just want them split!)

I need more of MK!! I heard she gets booted pretty early :( but I'm hoping in s2, she's back and better than ever!

this is smth I haven't seen a lot when it comes to asks like this, but some solid ripper characterization would be neat--without the fart jokes, might I add. like I saw this post talking abt ripper realizing that his "manly disposition" isn't getting him anywhere and he gets close to certain ppl in the show and have to move past his previous beliefs and embrace his inner soft side that he's repressed.

no but seriously, I don't rlly like ripper all that much rn, so this happening in s2 would be rlly cool to his character!

bisexual emma pls??? and possibly bisexual chase??? idk if fresh will make that happen but a girl can hope, ig lmao

bowie and emma repairing their friendship-

idk I like the idea of a bowie and caleb rivalry bc bowie got caleb voted off, so maybe caleb feels some resentment for that and wants to get even in s2?? and ofc since it's bowie, he's not gonna take that lying down-

need more millie & priya friendship fr

I’ve heard that damien and priya have cute interactions so I hope they get more time to grow??? not strictly as a ship btw but I wouldn’t be opposed to that (my multishipping ass trying to find middle ground here lmao)

I need more damien and scary girl interactions, those two were hilarious

predictions:

I know most of these are my hopes rather than predictions, but what I will say is that there will def be more raj and bowie moments. like that's a no-brainer, Fresh would be pretty dumb not to have that happen

this is more of a combo of a hope and a prediction, but more multi-dimensional characterizations of scary girl, caleb, nichelle, damien, and axel?? none of them got enough screentime to add more to their characters so I'm betting s2 will focus on them...hopefully

chemma breakup--there's no way that ship can be fixed lmao, they're better off not together and--if fresh rlly wants it--with other ppl

bowie's prob gonna make it post-merge but not to the final two again. idk abt priya but I'm hoping it's the same for her too bc I love both of them sm-

I've seen discussions of a potential 'wayne and raj separate teams' arc, and while that would be crushing, I feel like that could happen?? it'd certainly bring forth some sort of tension/drama

these are all that I can think of. maybe once I finish watching the season, I can give a more lengthy list!

#answered #anonymous #kit speaks #noahtally famous #kit stuff #total drama spoilers #total drama 2023 #total drama revival season #total drama

23 notes · View notes

hunterofthehunters · 9 months

Text

okay no vlr spoilers since i've just gotten past the first escape room (and voting segment) but

i genuinely cannot really think of a reason why anyone, under any circumstances, would ever vote betray in a game like this. friends and i spoke abt this last night and i can't get it out of my head.

it's not just "oh that's horrible, how could someone do that". it's "oh that's stupid. why would you ever make that mistake.

lemme elaborate:

first point. by itself, the usage of the prisoner's dilemma in this game works fine. it was designed to create a difficult choice wherein trust is hard and betrayal maximizes gains while minimizing losses. that's a sensible thing in a void.

but this nonary game isn't in a void. it's not an isolated situation. when you vote, everyone sees it.

meaning, when you vote betray, every person in the game is now aware you are willing to vote betray. this dramatically changes the voting dynamic. now that you've established you are willing to betray others, you're now stuck in a deadlock. your game ends. because why would anyone ever risk voting 'ally' with you? it's safer to vote 'betray'.

and with how BP works here, you're screwed. you forfeit the ability to gain points from then on. and if you're stupid enough to vote 'ally', you lose most of the points you gained by hitting betray prior. is it still net positive? sure, numerically. in terms of trust? why should anyone take that at face value after the first incident?

secondly. zero iii fucked up a bit in the intro with just one little implication:

the ambidex nonary games are not a zero sum game.

any number of players can exit the 9 door, as long as they have 9 BP.

this means there is no downside to other players gaining BP alongside you. therefore, ally has no effective downside. you don't need to worry about players trying to escape before you, and hell, if everyone hits all-ally at the start? you'll all hit 9 BP by round 3 (3 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 9).

in addition, voting ally doesn't really antagonize anyone or make them feel threatened, either. why would it? both parties benefit. both parties get closer to leaving. it's a sincere win-win.

"but what if... someone betrays me later? they could escape early if-"

math time.

say we start in round 1. as established, all players begin with 3 BP. betraying in this round would be idiotic, because

3+3 = 6

you're still short 3 points. "ah, but you see, i can betray someone in round 2 next, and--" if you think anyone will be stupid enough to ally so you can betray them at this point, you're literally huffing your own farts. i tore this point down already.

so, assuming you did the smart thing and built trust in round 1. 3+2 = 5, and you enter round 2 with 5 points. what next?

if we betray here...

5 + 3 = 8.

oof. owie. so close, but not quite! 1 point short, and it'd take 1 more round minimum to escape. the same as it'd take for you to escape if your stupid ass had just voted ally all 3 times.

and now you have a new problem.

"Oh i voted betray by mistake! We can ally again! mb! :)))"

you dumb asshole. you stupid dick. do you really think people will buy that? even if we assume everyone else is sitting at 7 except for your victim, do you seriously think they'd trust that? no. none of them would. not a one.

this also ignores the idea they could even like your victim. with them sitting at 3 points again, the game is extended another round if they want them to escape. you are intentionally dragging everyone's stay out for that.

i'm not even gonna discuss that zero never specified that players couldn't assault one another. i doubt the bunny would even outline that. they'd prob pull up a chair.

so, your betrayal strat moves to round 3. at which point... why? why bother? the only reason you would is because you'd actively want to leave a player(s) behind. and you'd need everyone else at 9 (assuming they all did the ally strat) to agree. are you confident you're gonna sneak by 8 other players for that?

all of this is just discussing the game itself, not the story around it. i trust uchikoshi enough to imagine he's got a plan for this that'll blast my enby dick right off.

but so far my read on VLR is that we have some fuckin idiots in this game that seem thoroughly convinced they are the smartest people in the room.

just vote ally. i promise you, pretending to be edgy and 'logical' isn't impressing anyone, phi.

#this entire post ended on a callout to phi whoops #and alice. and clover. and k.#i'm sorry i had this rant cooking in my head all day at work #zero escape #zero escape vlr #prisoner's dilemma #thoughts of loog

10 notes · View notes

blair-the-juggalho · 1 year

Text

Smoking the devils lettuce with Mitch (TWDG)

Super dumb idea but I need to write my thoughts. Also yes I based some of these of my own experiences shhh!

Sorry if there are any mistakes, there too many words here to reread 💀

Dont smoke kids. If ya do do it safely please.

You’ve smoked weed before (sorry if you havent but this is the way it’s gonna go this time)

Mitch had only once stole a cig from his dad when he was a child.

He hated it and started chocking

However he told everyone he smoked the whole thing without coughing once-

You most likely found a ten bag with some normal cigs when scavenging about and obviously you where stoked!

You could make about 4 joints with it

But heres the big question

To share or Not to share?

You knew you couldn’t let everyone know! I mean Jesus Ruby would kill you.

But this is a treat for staying alive ok?

You sat in your room preparing the joints

Meanwhile, Mitch walked past your room and could notice a horrid stench Coming from inside.

He knocked on and opened your door while coving his nose

“Shit What the fuck is going on in here??”

Oh shit…probs should of put a candle out or use some air freshener…

“Oh hey Mitch…🙂”

“What the fuck is that?”

“…a joint…”

“Holy shit a real one?”

“Well duh.”

“Rad…”

You (being very nice and generous) offered to share it with him!

He agreed exitedly but you can tell he was a little nervous

He closed the door behind him and sat next to you

You light the first joint and take a few drags then hand it over to Mitch

He tried to put on a cool bad boy act but his hand was shaking

“You know weed is very over exaggerated in most TV shows and movies right? You’ll just feel dizzy then after a few minutes you’ll feel more relaxed.”

Mitch nodded and relaxed a bit before taking a drag

A few more drags later and you both start to feel it kicking in

I doubt he’d be paranoid as long as you both are smoking indoors, if you guys ever did it outdoors he’d be freaking out (seeing walkers and hearing noises and such)

And I don’t think he’d throw up he felt a bit sick the first time but not enough to throw up

After the first joint is over he really mellows out!

He’d put on some music and just unwind

Like I said before, as long as he’s indoors he’s just a quiet high kinda guy

He’s so relaxed and calm unlike his usual hot headed self

He’d only get the giggles if you guys where smoking the weed That’s for ya body and Not your head (soz im proper stupid and don’t know the actual terms lmao)

After you guys finish the joints you both use a whole bottle of spray on deodorant to try to cover up the smell

It’s still painfully obvious tho

He wouldn’t really want to leave Ericssons but he would if you really wanted too

Most of the time you two end up walking around Ericsson life Ring to music (And trying to hide from everyone)

Also idk how but if you two ever get your hands on a sugary drink you both take turns drinking it SO you can feel your get all tingly lmao!

Also omfg when the munchies kick in you two are kinda fucked.

You two try and sneak into where Omar keeps any ingredients and shit and Just scran it all

“I feel so weird…I can taste the food but i cant feel anything in my stomach…it doesn’t even feel like I have a stomach.”

“Yep…me too mitch.😌”

Also one last thing, you two got caught.

And you got shouted at…ALOT

By ruby ofc.

Have funnn :)

#twdg #twdg x reader #the walking dead game #twdg mitch #twdg headcanons

14 notes · View notes

launching-a-thousand-ships · 1 year

Text

Kurt Glee Rewatch: Home

Burt and Carol are such a wholesome couple. Prob the healthiest on the show lol.

These two are iconic. I also love how Kurt adds the armband bc even in a uniform, he needs to personalize it somehow.

He’s so supportive of Mercedes here... sadly not as much rest of the ep.

But also his expression at being told he has hips like a pear... awe. He’s so tiny though.

Cowboy wallpaper... *Kurt shudders*

Also, seems like ages since the Finn crush was a plot. And wow, Kurt going strong.

Can I just say how happy I am they’ve started styling his hair? The bangs were cute, but like. This looks much better.

And yikes, Kurt... Mercedes is doing the right thing here, she’s having a very healthy lunch! And Kurt took the criticism so seriously like omg can he please eat real food. I get that he’s happy to not be bullied for once but like. Babe pls.

All Kurtcedes fights are in the cafeteria, apparently.

“Act as translator” Kurt, I thought you were doing well in your classes.

I love how protective he is of Burt. He really stepped into the caretaker role and even when their relationship was more strained, they both love each other and protect each other and I love it.

“Fate brought them together” gee Kurt, when did you change your name. I find it hilarious that this was all his scheme but it resulted in Burt and Carol being so besotted with each other. Who knew they could bond beyond just having dead spouses?

I am curious wtf Kurt’s plan was here. Like, did he think he’d get to spend more time with Finn but then Burt and Carol would break up? Was he hoping they’d get married?? This is such dumb teen boy logic. And I’m really not having the whole ‘predatory gay’ stereotype bc we don’t need to see that

He is very intense here. Like Kurt. Finn is clearly not comfortable here. and omg when he refers to Burt and Carol as ‘Mom and Dad’ like sweetie. No.

Again, Kurt is way too much here but omg the way he looks at Finn and then Puck mouths ‘Are you gay’ and I can’t stop laughing.

But I do like how he sings the song, much smoother than Defying Gravity. ANd Mercedes is smiling at him and Brittana cuddle bc they like the song too, v sweet.

Not my fav Kurt song? But it’s nice. And I do like Kurt’s singing better than Finn’s. I find in general Finn does well at the upbeat/rock songs, but not a fan of the more ballad style.

Kurt’s crying at the end, he’s legit so in love. It’s also probably hard that he has just... no one to really talk to about it? We never see him discuss it with anyone. His dad is not ready for that kind of talk. And with the girls him being gay is fun for them bc he can talk about fashion etc, but lowkey him being gay is rarely about him liking boys? I mean, everyone knew bc of his clothes etc, he has never shown interest in an actual boy before. Him having feelings might break the illusion of the girls seeing him more as an accessory.

I do wish he could talk about it with Mercedes though. She’d be a good voice of reason, and him having some sort of outlet could be helpful so he might be less intense around Finn.

I do appreciate that as soon as Finn is a threat to his dad, crush is on the backburner bc *Danger Danger Danger*

And you know it’s not intended as an insult, but how Burt brushes Kurt off and is so excited to talk sports. And you can see it on Carol’s face, that she spots it too and has sympathy for Kurt, while also happy for finn to have a fatherly presence. Ugh, this whole family dynamic, all 4 of them, best writing in the show.

Every Kurt and Burt scene is just a masterpiece. Kurt being passive aggressive, but Burt will call him out, try to talk it out.

And I love how you can see here that Burt is still in his beginning phases. ugh when he says “guy talk” and Kurt is just “I’m a guy” my heartt. Bc he is a guy but he’s a different type of guy and bc of that everyone treats him differently and just.

Burt is trying so hard, but he still makes these mistakes. And even though he accepts his son, he still has that ‘let’s just each do our own thing’ mentality.

But I am glad he does call Kurt out, asks why he fixed him out with Carol. Bc Kurt was being selfish about it, setting them up to get close to Finn, and now backtracking bc he feels like he’s losing his dad.

Bc his dad always comes first and just. Kurt s1 is so flawed bc he’s such an angsty/dumb teen and it makes him such a real character and fascinating to watch. Plus, his heart stays int he right place

Crush aside, s1 had some of the best Finn and Kurt interactions. I love how Finn knew right away that Kurt was hurt by Finn bonding with Burt. And Kurt isn’t even offended here by Finn not wanting to live with him bc right now his dad is his priority.

I’m so glad the whole ‘let’s break up our parents’ didn’t turn into a drawn out scheme. They quickly see how happy their parents are and accept that they’re together.

Bc different eps focus on different characters, I like how a lot of plots are wrapped up within the ep. The show has character arcs etc throughout, but I find I’m not a fan of certain plotlines going on for way too long. Like the fake baby, or Puck being the father, ugh or the student election. Those all had me like ‘just get on with it’ whereas character arcs, like kurt and his dad, the mercedes/troubletones, etc are much more interesting.

Aww I love them. And Kurt immediately says “I was wrong” and owns up to his mistake, yay.

So glad Mercedes got another song, but oof I want more of both of them performing with the cheerios! Only a few eps left of them on the team... And!! Apparently they cut a song from the ep?? Kurtcedes and the Cheerios were supposed to do Fergalicious (there are some pics of behind the scenes) and the fact that we missed out on that actively angers me.

K but first off, they’re at Finn’s house? Why was Kurt there? Was he visiting Carol? Did he just walk by?? I need answers bc it’s lowkey creepy lol

At least Finn has learned how Burt is legit the best dad and is happy to hang with him. And it’s well done, how Finn’s part is pretty wrapped up, but there’s still Kurt on the outside, bc it’s not all perfect yet.

I’ll say it every time. The best Glee writing went to this family dynamic. Mainly Burt and Kurt, but really the 4 of them together. I love it.

#glee #glee rewatch #Kurt Hummel #Glee Season 1 #Glee Home

12 notes · View notes