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omegalomania · 2 years

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highlights from the virtual signing joe did back before his book tour, cause i havent seen anyone talk about it yet:

ppl who participated in the signing got to do a sweepstakes for a merch package and when the spokesperson was showing it off joe was like "and it's got a LOCKPICK and a GARROTE and a BALACLAVA so just DO WHATEVER DAMAGE YOU LIKE"

he introduced black flag, his favorite band, to his daughter and she thought it sounded terrible lkdfjldjfkd

when fob went to induct green day at the hall of fame joe mentions smoking weed with joan jett and miley cyrus. icon.

he regrets not having better tools to deal with his anxiety about touring and worrying about how every time he got in the van he'd be leaving home. "...and i wish i had, instead of looking out the back window, looked toward the front of the van and realized i was with four or five of my best friends and that i was in safe company."

re: the rest of the band, "they are like brothers, at the end of the day. it's a brotherly relationship."

his 8 year old begs him to watch horror movies and r-rated movies with him and he tells her she can watch them when she's 30

"let's talk about music. nothing better than talking about music. don't listen to it. just talk about it."

when asked about his proudest accomplishment: "i love all my children equally. but here's the reality. i am SO proud of fall out boy because it's a gigantic band that i started as a teenager. we just did stadium shows supporting GREEN DAY."

he's also super proud of the damned things and how honored he was that scott ian from anthrax, one of his personal heroes, trusted him to do so much writing

the interviewer goes, "all right here's a softball" and joe goes, "SOFT ME. uh, what?"

his favorite guitar is his 1965 reverse-body gibson firebird

his favorite transformer is grimlock

this question was supposed to be a lightning round but when asked "nintendo or sega" he says nintendo and then spends about 3 minutes talking abt punchout and then rattling off obscure sonic trivia. i love him.

his favorite video game is final fantasy 7. he says he "nearly flunked" out of middle school because of it.

he has a hard time picking a favorite horror movie since he loves horror but he picks "texas chainsaw massacre" as the one that affected him the most. he also recommends "anything for jackson" because it will "give you nightmares, if you are interested in having nightmares"

his favorite star wars character is yoda because his wisdom applies to real life very frequently

a fan-submitted question talked about with knives and how much the fan liked his vocals and both the interviewer and joe smiled REALLY big!!!!

sadly he doesn't like singing that much cause he doesn't like his voice. also he says fall out boy has a really good singer already. but he won't rule out doing some solo venture and recording super distorted vocals someday

re: what he wants to be remembered for the most - "having a sick bod, man."

"no, genuinely, i want my children to remember me as a good father. that's like the truth. and for having a sick bod."

he really doesn't hold any grudges about the hazing he got in the early days of touring because it was an initiation ritual and it weathered him quickly to touring life. he doesn't think people could get away with it now though.

"if you're gonna punch somebody though, do it when they're not looking"

re: favorite song to play live - "i don't care" because it "Just Rocks." and it's really fun!

his bluetooth in his car started playing "of all the gin joints in the world" and he texted patrick about how good of a song it was and how it'd be nice to play it live again

"as the kids maybe used to say, it SLAPS." brief discussion regarding the difference between a bop and a slap.

currently most of his musical ambitions lie in whatever fall out boy will do next

he tried scoring and composing for commercials and the like and he found that he really does not like it that much

he apologizes for not getting a haircut before the livestream. "this is just how i am, sloppy and unpresentable." (note: he was doing this livestream after a 13-hour flight from rock in rio in brazil)

#fall out boy #joe trohman #*making poasts #i felt like doing this tonight because certain Subsections of bandom are being very irritating and id like some good vibes #plus this was a really lovely little q&a #of all the gin joints!!! he would love to play it live again!!!!!

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sun-stricken · 7 months

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Headcannons about sick!gray? Mine is that ice mages get sick really easily but he’s just great at hiding it until Lyon mentions it or something and suddenly the guild freaks out at a sniffle

Also don’t know if it’s any interest to you, but sometimes when I’m making fiction in my head I imagine gray is actually sick. Like when he does wear clothes they’re always tight around the middle, right? So what if being under all the rubble did something to his lungs/chest and so he needs the support sometimes

edit from like two hours after i responded, you asked me for my personal headcanons, but all i did was play on yours, so sorry 🙁

omg tysm for the ask, i love this

i agree that ice mages get sick easier than other mages, but also any mage whos magic effects their temperature fluctuation, (i might make a full post abt that later)

also i am dramatic and love to ramble, sorry if its too long!!

Gray is good at handling things himself, hes been taking care of himself for over a decade, itd be weird if he wasn’t

He takes care of others, looks after his guild-mates, maybe to pay off some sort of debt, or maybe because they dont take care of themselves (what a hypocrite)

he takes care of them, he doesn’t expect them to take on roles for him, didn’t expect them to take care of him; he did perfectly fine on his own, thank you very much

-Fairy Tail disagrees-

The moment Lyon started telling them horror stories about how often and how intense Gray got sick while learning magic, all hell broke loose, specifically, his team broke loose

Erza started grilling Lyon, how did he get sick, how often on average, why is it so easy, how did they help him as a kid, what do you mean he couldnt breathe? HISBODYCOULDNTWHAT???

(it felt all too familiar to a criminal interrogation)

Lucy fretted over Gray, eyes panicking trying to search for an illness that wasnt yet there, asking if he felt ill now, does he need water? should he sit down? why is he so red?

(why does she look so scared?)

Happy all but launched himself into Grays chest, crying about why he didnt tell them and other nonsensicals he could fully make out

Wendy popping in to say that while she cant heal illnesses she can help him any way she can, and maybe she cried just a little abt how she couldn’t help him fully

(a kid shouldnt be so stressed about not being able to help fix a problem that they didn’t make)

Natsu, now Natsu was pissed. Hes no stranger to being reckless and he knows it, but this wasn’t him, this was Gray; Gray who had always helped him through sicknesses and injuries, some of which the guild didnt even know of. why didnt he trust them to help him? why didnt he ever tell them anything? why didnt he figure it out?

it hurt. it really did.

(why isnt he trying to fight him? why isnt he yelling?

Gray stood there, red in the face and truly embarrassed, he didnt think it was that big of a deal and here they were, here was his guild, his family. vowing to take care of him from here on out.

He doesnt think hes ever felt so embarrassed, and guilty, and so loved all at once

also a foreboding, hes not sure why though

as it turns out, he was right to be cautious

days later he had a cold, a measly cold, he sniffled maybe once or twice, and he might’ve stumbled just a little, and all of a suddenly he was next to the guild fireplace, covered in too many blankets, a thermos in hand, and people constantly insisting on getting him things

he knew he shouldn’t have come today

although, they had every right to be worried, as it very quickly turned into pneumonia. lucky him

He was taken to the guild infirmary, his team right there with him

even through the chills, the too short and too fast breathing, the obnoxious heat in his whole body, and the ever so slight delirium creeping into his thoughts

he felt the hand atop his, felt the heavy weight of sharp eyes that miss nothing on him;

he felt the purring mini oven tucked into his side;

he felt a hand usually covered in armor carding through his hair, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a cool cloth;

he felt the way a trembling hand gripped his no longer free hand, felt the telltale sign of whisperers against his fingers;

he felt the minuscule vibrations of scrambling around him, heard the clinking of glass bottles no doubt full of remedies

…

he felt, loved.

THID IS SO LONG IM SORRY BUT IM SO OVERDRAMATIC AND LOVE TO RAMBLE

NOW FOR THE SECOND PART THAT I LOVE SO MUCH!

being under that collapsed building fucking with his lungs and ribs isnt something i ever thought of!

thats genius, i love it

im just imagining permanent damage to his lungs, not being able to use them to their full capacity, and maybe chronic pain in his ribcage area and sharp pains when he tries to draw in deep breaths

i think Makarov obvs knew this (maybe he makes everyone has full check ups yearly or every couple years, but also everytime someone joins the guild)

he warned Gray against overexerting himself because it could be especially dangerous for him

he was prescribed an inhaler and medication for his breathing and pain

but this was and is a boy full of too much pride and guilt, maybe he thinks he deserves it, maybe just doesnt care what happens to him, maybe he simply doesnt know his limits; but for whatever reason he doesnt listen, doesnt use his support unless it is absolutely unbearable

of course it gets better over the years, but that didnt start willingly, the guild found out, maybe Gray let it slip, maybe Jii-Chan did, or maybe they heard him scolding Gray for overdoing it again

but they found out and would check up on him, give him advice from some of their experience with their own disabilities

Ive hced for a while that Gildarts was particularly fatherly (or like, a protective uncle…ly?) with the kids of Fairy Tail, so i think he wouldve been the one to get him this pressure support thing for his ribs

it worked, and so does heating pads/packs, which lead to the next development

and after Gray joined up with his team and got closer, he would make Natsu be his own personal heat pack bc that is such a sweet and silly image to me

Natsu surprisingly complained minimally

i wonder why? :)

more little sick things

Gray doesnt get hungover, probably the only illness he gets lucky on

he gets really talkative and delirious when hes sick, and clingy

he’ll ramble abt random things he has to do, not realizing he cant for obvious reasons

he’ll talk about life before Ur, about his siblings who never had the chance to live; about ppl who left Isvan before Deloria came, wondering if theyre alive and actually living, if they remember him

whoever’s with him does him the courtesy of not bringing it up when hes better

Lucy gets really scared when people are sick, it makes her think of watching her mom deteriorate, she refuses to go through that again

She spoke to Natsu and Erza about this while Gray was sick once, broke down and said she wad terrified of losing someone she loves to a stupid sickness again

Gray will cling to the person closest to him when he’s ill, holding their hand, leaning on them, just not letting them leave; he finally is letting himself be taken care of and it feels good, he’ll be damned if he lets that go again

Natsu was so angry when Lyon told them, he was so angry and so scared that even with his heightened senses he didnt know anything at all

If hes with Gray when hes sick, he rarely takes his eyes off the uneven rise and fall of his best friends chest, as to reassure himself that Gray was still breathing, that he was still here and didn’t disappear

Gray will get up and try to get things done when hes sick, he is not the type to sit down and rest and recover

he had to be physically hauled back to bed on multiple occasions

Erza is lost when people are sick, ever the leader though, she tried to take the lead, giving people jobs and trying to make sure everything is order

it ends up quite the opposite though, halfway through she reluctantly hands the reins to someone else

she tries though

Gray has a box full of ‘get well soon!’ gifts and cards, he likes to look through then and read all the messages over and over again

i lied. he has three boxes, his friends are overachievers

fin.

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hellobabydoll333 · 10 days

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Hey!! Hope you’re having a good day/night! I have questions about manifesting your dream life. I am in the progress of manifesting my dream life and im wondering if I can manifest my parents getting a good job that pays them 6 figures and us moving to a better. And lastly before all of this, I did something really bad and it kinda ruined my relationship with mom (like she doesn’t talk to me anymore, etc…) this thing is in her records so like it’s stuck there and it may or may not affect her getting jobs or being trusted and she’s been struggling to take it out. Can I manifest that “impossible” thing out of her records and make our relationship stronger cuz there’s still some stuff that I’d like to fix abt our relationship. Like her allowing me to go out and stuff.

Secondly, when I manifest my dream life with my desired appearance as well, I want to stick to the same school cuz I’m petty and just make them forget abt every embarrassing thing I did and forget my old appearance but notice that I am wayy different (like different skin tone and hair type), and hotter yet they just can’t remember what I looked like.

Answer this when you can, and tysm!!😭

Hi sweetie! I’m doing well and I hope you are, too.

I’m really sorry to hear about that stuff with your mom but no need to worry because you can manifest anything and everything no matter what.

First of all, don’t place anything- circumstances, desires- anything that isn’t you on the pedestal. That basically means you are the creator of your reality so there’s no reason why you should see anything as above you. Please remember that you have complete control in your life so you can use it to make your life exactly how you want it to be.

And secondly, I’m gonna leave two links here for you to read and if you still have questions you can either check out my master list or send me another ask, I don’t mind 😊

How can I manifest?

Manifesting is easy

I hope this helps <3

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hannahwashington · 2 months

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ALSO IM JUST NOTICING YOUR HEADER IMAGE. I LOVE IT SO MUCH gundham danganronpa and crash bandicoot (is that his name im sorry) real. also btw feel free to talk abt th emountain experience bc i dont think i ever asked yet

YES HIS NAME IS CRASH BANDICOOT ive honestly BEEN waiting for someone to comment on my header it is one of my favourite images ever (thanks @horatios-mom). it's like a sequel to the era when i had lesbian crash bandicoot as my icon. i'm only through the prologue of sdr2 but i have been obsessed with gundham for Years,. i barely know the guy but i love him. i will Know More Soon. and trust i will be So mentally ill about him and also the series. i already Am i am just waiting to finish the games to post about them.

anyway MOUNTAIN EXPERIENCE. OH BOY. where to begin.

let me take you back to a time when a wide-eyed 17 year old Archie got traumatised by a mountain. sit back, relax, and follow along my recounting of an experience i found so horrible, i had to vent by projecting onto my favourite blorbos at the time. Don't worry, I am more than comfortable with sharing this story, and with hindsight know exactly where to direct my anger with what happened.

It's March 2020. I'm in my second-last year of high school. every year my school takes the people in this specific grade to a leadership camp to teach a variety of skills and stuff to prepare them for the next year, when they will be school leaders basically. this leadership camp happens to culminate in a hike up the Drakensberg, where we sleep overnight, then come back down and go back home.

To be Quite frank. I was Very Excited for this trip. the more school-related activities not so much, but getting the chance to hang out with my classmates outside of school and the hike were what excited me. I'm not the most fit person, but i loooove me a good nature walk.

So it's a few days before the hike. they take us out to a bunch of activities and it's pretty fun. we did an adventure park thing and i was in the middle of a massive tarzan fixation so when i went on a giant rope swing i did his iconic yell. there were ziplines. once when i went down a line i forgot to brake and SMACKED into the mattress on the tree. so that was fun. here's the thing though. they made us walk everywhere. and these weren't easy strolls, they were hikes in and of themselves. i can't speak for anyone else, but the days leading up to the hike were PAINFUL. my feet were so fucking sore and we hadn't even gone near the mountain yet.

Then they hit us with the "yeah we're pushing back the hike by a day because it's gonna be pissing buckets tomorrow." which, duh, of course it's gonna be pissing buckets, it's the drakensberg, it's kinda known for that. but also, that means another day of walking, another day of worsening the condition of my feet. i felt like sam from death stranding when you let him walk barefoot everywhere. it's around here where you might start recognising elements from the fic snippets i posted, by the way.

so the next day like the absolute ass he is, the headmaster (who joined us for. some reason) made us hike up a mini-mountain to 'prepare us' or something. he was a horrible person for completely unrelated reasons and this logic is totally and completely backwards. anyway, after THAT nightmare, we went tubing down a nearby river. this WAS fun. i went down the river multiple times even though my feet hurt like shit. i had to get my fleeting joy somewhere during this trip-turned-nightmare. everyone had fun except this one girl who was not lucky at all. at the end of the river there's a small drop and 99% of the time when you get there you fall out of your tube. she was one of these people, and was really unlucky as she ended up cutting her foot on a rock. she had to be pulled out of the river by a few of the boys.

now then you would THINK she would go home because of this. kind of a bad idea to hike up a mountain with a cut up foot. but no, like the madwoman she is, she decides to pull through. i respect her so much for it.

Anyway, next day comes, my feet are basically throbbing so bad it's like my heart practically lived in them, not even to mention the soreness in my legs. again - i was NOT fit. i was so nervous i could barely eat breakfast. i tried to twist it into something positive by being like "tehe i'm going up a mountain like my favourite teenaged blorbs" but it really was Not helping. sooooo we get to the foot of the mountain and get ready to go. a couple of girls left and missed the hike because they had a netball tournament or something. to this day i wonder if they realise Just how lucky they got.

This is the part i remember most vividly. the Worst part. we set off on our mountain adventure, and i repeat this mantra: keep pace with the person in front of you. which goes great for all of two minutes until like a whole five days of walking absolutely nonsensical distances catches up to me and i slow down and down and down until everyone has passed me and oops! i've stopped completely. my legs are Begging to be put out of their misery and i am Rooted To The Spot. to cut a long ass panic attack short eventually someone comes back to pick me back up and Get Me Up This Stupid Mountain. it wasn't sam unfortunately, it was the drama teacher, but he was a pretty cool person and probably most comforting adult there, so perfect to deal with me in that moment.

he tells me about setting little goals for myself, like finding a specific rock and making my way to it. break the whole hike down into thousands of little baby steps. this way, i actually started to make progress, little by little, until we break the tree line. i can't remember if this moment was in the snippets i posted, but i look up and see the rest of my classmates above me, and when they notice us they start whooping and cheering and singing break my stride (which is kinda the theme song of the trip, ngl). i was still kinda in hysterics so i yelled at them to shut up. looking back, i appreciate it so so much. anyways, the drama teacher and i carry on with our baby steps.

when i've calmed down enough i start talking. i can't remember if he told me to talk to get my mind off of things or if i started on my own, but in any case i just start talking. i know specifically i brought up treasure planet - my all time favourite movie - and he told me he hadn't heard of it. another fanfic snippet moment here: i did, in fact, rant to him about midsommar. i remember specifically talking about the daylight horror aspect and how the black bars could've been white instead to emphasise just how bright and sunny the film is. also at some point we passed random people on the road who didn't speak english and for some reason, to this day i still have no idea why, the drama teacher told me that he thinks those dudes were drug smugglers and using the trail to get drugs over the border. anyways.

eventually, after so, so long, we make it to the top. not the end of the hike, far from it, but the vertical climb is over. you see, this specific trail has like two hours of a horrible vertical climb, but after that, it's a basically-flat trail. not that that would make it any easier but anyway, i thought that the worst was over. from our position we could see the rest of the group, who were all resting by a fork in the path - a significant landmark. eventually we catch up to everyone, and if my fic is to be trusted, everyone started clapping and cheering and singing again, this time 500 miles (hardy har). this is one of the only details in the fic where i can't tell whether i made it up or if it's actually based on what happened. when i sat down, guess what, legs wanted to shrivel up and die, what else is new, but what really struck me was that Literally Everyone Was In The Same Position. some were crying. some were staring into space with cold, dead eyes. Nobody was having a good time. how foot-cut girl was even still here was what shocked me the most. again, CUT IN HER FOOT, it was PRETTY SUBSTANTIALLY SIZED. even so she did Not look good.

drama teacher had gone to talk to all the other adults about our (my and the injured girl's) predicament. we were in No position to carry on with the hike. (i'd argue nobody was but i digress). it was a full-blown argument from what i remember, and when the adults tried to talk to us they kept on interrupting each other. one kept trying to offer a way down, but another teacher (who championed this leadership camp btw, to put this into perspective) was Adamant we continue and simply sleep at the closer campsite.

You can probably guess what ended up happening.

The break just honestly made me feel Worse about moving, and my mentality obviously wasn't the best, and i sorta just really started missing home at this point, but i had to keep going. since it was flat this time i could actually keep some sort of pace, though head leadership camp teacher complained whenever i slowed down too much (actual villain of the story in hindsight). eventually we make it to one of the campsites.

Here's how the camps worked. every year the group split into two - boys and girls - and rotated each year on who went to each of the two campsites. one camp was by a river, the other by a cave. so, one year the boys would go to the cave and the girls to the river, and the next year they would switch. this year the girls were supposed to go to the cave. guess what. it's the further camspite - a good extra... i dunno, hour of walking? obviously injured girl and i couldnt do that. issue is, you need a tent to camp riverside - we obviously didnt have one. however someone, an actual god among men brought an extra tent with him. i never spoke to that kid. but he made it so we didn't have to suffer as much. so i hold a sort of affection for him.

so, the group splits and we finally, FINALLY get our chance to rest. properly. let me tell you, river water has never and i mean NEVER felt so good. i think i spent like a solid hour soaking my feet. the boys - who. somehow had energy after all THAT - made a dam out of rocks. one guy was taking pictures. i never took my own pictures of the mountain, even though the view was beautiful. i was in too much pain to care. i took a Single picture related to the hike itself, and i'll share that at the end of this thrilling tale. that evening after dinner, i snacked morosely and watched at least half of happy death day on my phone. maybe an episode of unbreakable kimmy schmidt, though i don't now for sure about that one. injured girl and i shared that extra tent.

oh yeah, and guess what. it ended up pissing buckets during the night. shocker.

anyway the next day comes and the walk back is worse. one of the other teachers decides to use 'tough love' on me - which was basically yelling at me and failing really badly at being encouraging. honestly would have preferred being tossed off the mountain instead because it just made me Very Distressed but anyway. what was nice was that this time for the walk injured girl and i were at the front of the line setting the pace. and also two of the boys, two absolute GENTLEMEN were walking with us and leading us. you know me, i'm a lesbian, but god i could've kissed them for what they did for us. (i did not but you get my point).

surprisingly the vertical climb down was the easiest part. the really, really vertical part anyway - which was mostly near the top. so easy that a few boys raced ahead of the group... and ended up taking a wrong turn and getting lost. more on them later. when we dipped into the treeline it felt like we were so close yet so far, SO close to ending this suffering, but every single turn without the tar road in sight made me fall deeper and deeper into despair. i think i literally yelled out "MERCY!" at some point. anyway when we did finally get to the road i started crying as we made our way back to the bus that would take us home.

everyone started taking showers, blessed, cold showers at the public bathrooms, and washing myself of the whole experience felt Wonderful. except it wasn't quite done insulting me just yet.

So. the day before we put our suitcases in the bus that would take us home. what they neglected to tell us was that we needed Everything we'd need for that day and the following day on our person. which means they wouldn't be taking our bags out of the bus, not even if we REALLY needed something. i didn't have my flip flops on me. i had put the shoes i had hiked in away (and also they were like sopping wet which is disgusting). it was hot as fuck and the parking lot outside was all gravel. i had to walk in that barefoot.

insult to injury.

i got myself ice cream. tried not to cry. we all had to wait for like half an hour as the lost boys made their way back to us (i can't remember if a teacher had to go back onto the path to find them or not). borrowed drama teacher's flip flops which were hilariously oversized. and then, literally RIGHT as everyone was boarding the bus to leave. i whip out my phone and grab the one and only picture i have related to the hike itself.

it was a long drive back to my home province. i put on some music, cuddled my pillow and tried to sleep. i mostly just tried not to sob. out of pain, relief, anguish - whatever. since it was a long drive, we stopped at a strip mall that's a really common sort of stopping station for people doing drives like this, such as to use the bathroom. another school happened to be pulled up as we stopped by here, and a girl gave me the filthiest, most judgmental look i have EVER seen because i was barefoot. i honestly don't blame her.

it was dark by the time we got back to the school. i did, in fact, cry when i saw my family. the very next day - no exaggeration, i'm 99% sure it was the VERY next day - it was announced that schools would be closing and the country would be going into lockdown due to covid. which means i got to spend the next, like, two weeks recovering instead of thinking about school. i think one of the days after i got back i watched interstellar. i was on a bit of a sci-fi kick. it was okay.

here's that picture i took outside the bus before we left for home.

people Did see me take this. a couple of my classmates made jokes about how they relate and at least one gave me a high five.

anyway, that's the story of my Mountain Experience™. again, more than comfortable sharing this story as i think it's quite important with understanding me and we know who to blame for putting us through this. i've had chats with other alumni who came before me and they had their Own nightmarish experiences with this camp, which makes me wonder how it continued being a thing for so long.

#ask #queerkearney #answered #my writing #biographical this time :)#kiddo's mountain experience #mutuals :)

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skimblyspones · 2 years

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No but an interesting aspect to the spones dynamic in Friday’s Child isn’t just that amazing hand-cheating scene, but also just. The conceit of the episode. That of the three, it’s Bones who knows this alien culture, and knows it well. Bc, as we know, he doesn’t Get Vulcans. He doesn’t understand them and he’s made uncomfortable by their culture, most likely because he doesn’t know its intricacies (there’s also the added factor of Spock being half-human while taking every opportunity to shittalk humans, and he seems to be Bones’ main avenue to Vulcans. So we see him get confrontational and xenophobic abt Vulcans, but this is also often in the context of him and Spock sparring words, where most of the time they seem on the same page). So now we get a Bones who isn’t just open to but actively, deeply aware and respectful of an alien culture in a way that he isn’t with Vulcans.

There’s one episode between Friday’s Child and Amok Time in terms of production; Amok Time coming after. Bones is one of the first to know Spock’s behaving strangely. He goes to Vulcan; he is honored to be invited to the surface by Spcok. He sees most of the ceremony. Vulcan is no longer this vague alien thing represented solely through Spock. There’s still a whole lot he doesn’t know or understand, he was on the planet for less than a day. But he’s now seen Vulcan as a planet; as a people; as a culture.

Journey to Babel was produced well after Friday’s Child (they are 12 episodes apart). In Journey to Babel, Bones shows interest in the Vulcan salute, tries to imitate it, and considers attempting it again for Sarek before putting his hand back down. His comments are also far less barbed when made, but this could also be because, you know. They are literally hosting The Vulcan Ambassador. But there’s an effort there. An attempt to learn what he doesn’t know and be respectful.

...And then Immunity Syndrome happens a few episodes later. A full vessel of Vulcans dies, and Spock is noticeably overwhelmed with the telepathic connection/severance, and with the ensuing grief. And he and Bones fall out of sync. In his distress, Bones ushers him to Sickbay. There are some usual quips about ineffable Vulcan anatomy, which don’t get a response, but then the disconnect becomes clear. Bones is trying to understand what’s going on; he doesn’t understand how Vulcans tick; what he thought were the rules for telepathic connection aren’t carrying through here. And 400 instantaneous deaths strains human comprehension.

But the way he approaches the topic is in his typical fashion; that is, he words it confrontationally. “Not even a Vulcan could feel a starship die.” And because we’ve gotten to know McCoy, we can probably, safely assume that he’s not trying to be like “You’re lying, the starship didn’t die,” so much as “This is new information to me, and I am struggling to comprehend the scope of what’s happened.” But Spock literally just experienced 400 simultaneous deaths and is, shockingly, Not In The Mood, and reads it as invalidation. And the hurt is p obvious in his voice. So Bones clarifies with “But 400 Vulcans?” Spock picks up now that it’s not disbelief of his experiences but a struggle to swallow what has happened, but he’s still hurt and grieving, and turns it into an attack on humans, as well as a specific call out towards McCoy’s usual comments abt Vulcans as unemotional.

McCoy isn’t the only one aboard to make these comments, and usually no matter who says it, Spock is able to understand the context and that it’s usually said without active malice. But he’s hurting, and Bones is here, struggling to understand the depth of loss, and what better time to release your resentment over your crewmates’ favorite joke than when your hurt seems to be being ignored? “You speak about the objective hardness of the Vulcan heart. Yet how little room there seems to be in yours.” Bones has often been the one to worry about large-scale loss of life. Bones is a doctor. He already has to compartmentalize death. He never planned on joining a branch of the military where combat and death are more likely to happen. And now 400 Vulcans have died. He is not heartless. But Spock is grieving, and the two have generally tended toward callousness toward each other.

McCoy lets the comment sit until Spock is almost out the door, offering a small parry of “Suffer the deaths of thy neighbor, eh, Spock? You wouldn’t wish that on us, would you?” It’s a gentle pushback to be understood in the way they talk to each other. It’s, “I understand, in theory, what it is you’re going through. It’s true that I can’t fathom it. I validate that this is a horrible experience to go through. However, it’s not fair to call me heartless because I can’t fully understand your experience.”

And Spock, still hurting, answers by playing dumb to what McCoy was primarily angling at, instead saying “It might have rendered your history a bit less bloody.” He is not backing down on his claim about humans’ capacity of grief and feeling. He is not in the mood for a back and forth. So McCoy leaves it there.

In general, Spock is able to collect himself after this. Instead, we get Bones in a more agitated-than-usual state in the episode. He’s had his capacity of dedication challenged. Going out into the giant organism is a scientific opportunity, yes, but Spock is also a Science Officer and, as he mentions in the episode, knows how to use the Life Science equipment. Bones is not so stubborn as for his indignation over Spock being chosen to be solely based on missing out on a chance at glory.

Anyway. Back on the topic of what I meant for this post to be out, that being a small arc in terms of Spones and Bones’ approach to Vulcan culture.

The confrontation in front of the Shuttle launch bay. Bones covering the control pad. And first of all just. “You’re determined not to let me share in this, aren’t you?” UGH that line kills me. As I mentioned before, I don’t think Bones is so thick-headed as for that to just be about scientific discovery; he’s talking abt the risk to self; specifically the risk to self in order to help the crew at large. His compassion as a doctor has been challenged and it hurts (and also bc Spones--they never want the other to be the one at risk). But Spock isn’t backing off, specifically wrt the aftermath of The Intrepid’s loss. He wants to make up for it. It’s not just his pride or his self image, it’s about righting a wrong done to his people.

“Whether you understand it or not, grant me my own kind of dignity.”

“Vulcan dignity? How can I grant you what I don’t understand?”

He’s still being defensive, but. He removes his hand from the panel as he starts to speak. He’s giving Spock the chance to leave. And he doesn’t outright refuse Spock’s request, but reiterates his issue that started their miscommunication in the episode: He Doesn’t Understand Vulcans. He doesn’t say “what do Vulcans need with Dignity” or “Isn’t pride a forbidden emotion on Vulcan,” something to that effect. He literally doesn’t understand how to give what’s being asked.

“Then employ one of your own superstitions. Wish me Luck.”

And now Bones’ genuine statement that he can’t do what’s asked of him because he doesn’t know how is met with a genuine compromise. There’s no diminishing of the human culture of wishing someone else Luck; there’s no implication that wishing him Luck is an inferior behavior but will still “do”. McCoy has admitted that he doesn’t know what to do, and Spock offers him an option; he bridges their gap in comprehension.

And, of course, as we know, Bones is a petty bitch and doesn’t wish Spock luck until the Vulcan can no longer hear him, giving the later “Tell Dr McCoy he should have wished me Luck,” comment extra Ow Factor, both to Bones and to us the audience, but he still does what is asked of him. He was asked to do something for Spock, said he didn’t know how, was given a substitute, and did that substitute.

He also opens the door for Spock, who seemed to already expect he would do so, even if he is rather visibly disappointed by Bones’ silence. The quiet door opening could be read with hostility, in a “get out already” sense, but it can also be seen as Bones relinquishing his grudge. Spock doesn’t need Bones’ blessing to leave; he doesn’t need to be wished Luck and indeed goes out thinking Bones is mad at him. All the same, Bones let him go. He didn’t quip or argue.

And anyway this got way away from my initial v general thought while rewatching Friday’s Child but uh yeah there u go. bit of a s2 arc for spones wrt the Vulcan Culture Ignorance aspect

#Spones

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sucrows · 7 months

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knock knock o/ 👉👈 i have... many madara mikejima thoughts. and im still thinking abt mutual obsession with him so uhhhhhh cw unhealthy relationship? we know why we're here... excuse me being annoyingly longwinded orz this is barely sexy. this is just me thinking abt mama im so sorry crow aaaaa

madara mikejima is the guy who would be at your service at all times— no questions just pure devotion. for as long as he is around you, you might as well say you have your own personal assistant. theres so many examples of him doing stuff for others and i will never shut up abt his fs1 where anzu was like hey what if your exclusive outfit was just a loincloth and he was on board purely bc she likes it. HE HAS 0 SHAME IN DOING EVERYTHING YOU SAY. NONE. YOU COULD ASK HIM TO BARK AND HE WILL. when that guy loves someone, he craves them with his entire being and desires nothing more than to be in their life.

he's also not above just. asking for a fwb situation. he wouldn't be so blunt about it, but it'd be a slow coercing. mama isn't above lying about his motives either. maybe he sees you're stressed and hey. let him massage your shoulders. lay down. oh your back is just tense huh? and it escalates until he's just fucking you with reckless abandon. well your stress is gone now so he offers to make this a regular thing. no strings attached and no worries. he just wants to make you relaxed.

here's where it gets messy. mama is also out of town a lot for work. he goes overseas, just touring around. but bc he spends every waking moment he is in town attached to your hip, his absence is so. prominent. and god it feels so awful not seeing him. phone calls arent enough. good morning and goodnight texts are sporadic because he's so busy. you miss having mama around to hold you while you do work.

and it's not great for him either. he's constantly worried about you. he can't get you out of his head. when he finally gets back it's like he's moved heaven and earth buying you various trinkets that reminded him of you (some even extremely rare and valuable since... he just collects those things anyway)

just. intense back and forth of hapoiness being with him every single day to devastating loneliness whenever he leaves. each time he comes back, ofc intense welcome home sex ensues. but it never goes past the fwb stage. any deeper feelings he's harboured are shoved aside and he grows distant when he feels like you want to get even closer. he always wants what he can't have. and he'd rather you not be caught up in whatever bullshit he goes through so he lies to himself saying he's content with meaningless sex and just doing things for you. even when you have consumed his entire thoughts. yet he's unaware that you are much the same. craving him more and more that you wanna get through to him. but HIS FUCKASS LONESOME WAYS MAKES YOU HESITATE. SO YALL JUST GO NOWHERE. AND ITS JUST A "what are we?" LOOP

mf.... madara just will not communicate. he can't go beyond superficial desires and acts of service because it scares him to face the fact these feelings have grown wildly out of control. it scares him because the moment he does, he fears his own self destructive tendencies will take over and he'll just ruin everything. whats more is that imo i think he would still unconsciously do things like distance himself, not speak to you for days even after coming back as like a way for you to grow to resent him. that way if things crumble he can just say oh the signs were there as if he didn't put those flags up himself.

uh yea 💚 thats all. uhm. unrelated i think youre super cool and i hope ya have/had a good day dependin on when you get to this 💚

minty i am going to become the JOKER if you do not stop apologizing for things i actively invited you to do and that is a THREAT /lh

anyways, this is soooo tasty idgaf if it's more angsty than horny i'm eating this up anyways, thank you for the meal 🙏

Madara Mikejima, King of Miscommunication. He adores you and puts you on such a high pedestal that it becomes nearly impossible to convince him to stand by your side as your equal. He believes that you deserve better so much but he's also too selfish to give you up. He's not worthy of you, but neither is anyone else.

He wants the emotional intimacy. He wants the domesticity. He wants everything. Hell, he probably indulges in these things pretty often in a FWB relationship, but he can't ever tie you down. The moment he gets the inclination that you're getting too attached, he runs. When you're truly in a time of need he will always be there for you but otherwise he's as fickle as the wind.

It's a horrendously painful but addicting relationship that neither of you can truly break off

#also thanks for asking about my day! it's uh. been a bit rough in all honesty but i'm still kicking! fun asks like this in my inbox make the #day better <3 #asks #ask.nsfw #ask.thirst #thirst #thirst.madara #nsfw.madara #mintys-musings

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clubkira · 1 month

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hi everyone!!

sorry this is gonna be a VERY long post so if you’re not interested just scroll dw i’ll put everything under read more lol but i got this anon ask today and i wanted to address some of the points the anon was making in it.

this anon brought some things up i'd like to address bcs this does actually matter to me the things they’ve said and i want to try and clear any misconceptions up.

i know i don't really interact w much of my mutuals (again, that's on me) but i really don't mean to make myself seem self centered or like in a clique of some sorts (i feel like that's smth that's been going around lately?) and i really only talk to a few people online, which is who i interact with the most! if you see me interacting with the same few people on here, it’s most likely bcs i am close to them and talk to them outside of tumblr, i find it hard to talk to others bcs i’m just generally shy and when i first joined tumblr in the summer it seemed everyone already had an established friendgroup so i didn't feel like i fit in anywhere. for checking up on people, i do try but i'm not the best at comforting people, but i do see your point in that and i will try to reach out more to people when i see them struggling. i don't mean to just watch my mutuals go through hardships without saying anything but i worry that what i say will not sound genuine. this isn’t an excuse for me, ofc this is just my explanation

the constant attractions of jjk writers is really just a joke 😭😭 like i swear, i have never actually been serious or angry abt how many jjk mutuals i have LOL i just think its a funny pattern considering i don't really write for the fandom ykwim (i do see your point, but it's all just jokes) though i have some strifes w the jjk fandom which might be how this joke kind of got misconstrued? jjk fandom is just unfavourable imo but i don't actually hate any of my jjk mutuals!!

i'm a very impulsive and emotionally driven person so i do ++ i say things without thought bcs i'm just so in the moment i can't think 😭 and it leads me to wanting to deactivate like atleast every other week Imao. it's smth i've tried to hold back by just shutting up before i say smth i'll regret but also bcs i know that i'll probably be fine the next day and that i'm just being dramatic but yeah i have seen that i am guilty of it! i do acknowledge that of me and want to change.

if you're talking about the "not acknowledging others in conversation" specifically about servers since you mentioned we've been in a few, i also do see your point! normally i'm very shy in servers so i tend to just stick to writing channels where i dump all my wips, and i apologize that i haven't acknowledged the people who were in the channel before me! it's usually just one dump and then i exit out of discord, and also in just normal conversations like in general chat or etc sometimes i forget to reply to some people i’m talking to or i'm just more confortable talking to certain people in a server and i do apologize if i've ever done this to you. i don't mean to purposely ignore or make you think of me as self centered bcs of this.

think that was mostly everything i wanted to address, i really don't interact w my followers on here as much as i should / want to just bcs i'm usually on discord, inactive bcs of uni or i'm just so so late replying to asks 😭 i'm sorry to not only this anon but also any of my mutuals or followers if i've ever made you have a bad experience with me, i do apologize and it's not my intent to come across as self centered or unapproachable!

since you said this is a quality that some people are noticing, it does worry me that this behaviour of mine is to the point of where multiple people see me in this light and i do want to change that which is kind of why i’ve calmed down on this account and just queued up posts

this anon ask came from a different blog of mine (a blog i haven't announced yet cuz i was just semi-quietly posting there, it’s not a huge secret that it was me but i didn’t want yall to think i was moving or deactivating again 😭) but i wanted to post it here as well just to clear anything up!

i probably won't be on this acc for some time (no i'm not deactivating lol i just priv my works for now while i'm frolicking elsewhere while uni kicks my ass) and i won't delete this post or anything, bcs i don't want to hide from this. i do see your points anon and realize my own faults and i'm glad this was brought up, and i am in no way a victim so please don't treat me like one just bcs this anon brought these up LOL

anyways sorry for all of that! that was super long but i wanted to touch on all the points they had and if you have anymore questions i'll try and answer as best as i can but i’m also not gonna be on this account too much atm again so if i’m late to replying (like usual) i’m sorry </3 i do try to log in here once a day tho to check notifs so anything sent in i’ll probably see when i have time!

sorry for any typos in this too i’m writing this all at like 1 am😭😭😭

#( 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 )#i hope i’ve cleared some things and again i do acknowledge i am not entirely innocent in this #i will definitely take what you’ve said into account when it comed to my behaviour!#oh also!#if anyone wants my other acc btw you can ask for it ^_^ i was going to announce it at some point but i wanted to set it all up first LOL #and also it was a tokyo rev centered acc and i hadn’t posted any tr content on here so i wasnt sure if anyone would be interested 😭#am i suppoded to tag this as discourse??? idek anymore

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@gynoids-over-androids putting under a cut bc i have a lot to say as always lmao

well i should start by saying i’ve never been to any gym or class in my life outside of the ones i did in my own home by myself (Pahla B on youtube for low-impact, most of Jillian Michaels’s filmography so far, Chloe Ting on youtube), so i was really nervous taking it outside of my living room so to speak

esp since i do have a few really odd-to-describe disabilities from my surgery aftermath that i always worried would make me feel like i had to explain everything to an instructor if i ever went to a class so as not to disrupt anyone. my life has been very small bc of those disabilities for about 10 years and i don’t have much interaction with large groups of people so i was also a bit nervous abt that bc i’ve been struggling to find a foothold in society since my last surgery.

that said, i have been working out for a few years, so i’m going in with what i would call a very good level of fitness and endurance already, and my plan was always that—to assure myself that i could build functional fitness at home over time by myself before setting foot in a class bc of my unusual bodily situation (? not sure what else to call it). so i can’t personally speak to if someone is going in from 100% sedentary, but as someone who’s pretty fit and never ever had instructors or community experience w exercise, so far i am loving it.

everyone there is so so nice and accommodating and there’s just no pretentiousness that i can sense at all. most of my fears have been allayed—i haven’t had to explain anything abt my disabilities to anyone and after trying out 2 places i really like the facility i chose. people of all ages and body types and fitness levels (there is an elderly man there who i swear to god looks like if the monopoly man was both shredded and yassified. same wax-styled mustache and everything), moms lifting and snatching massive barbells w their kids chilling in the stroller next to them. extremely casual atmosphere, but also so much control and structure and help.

and i’ve never had access to high quality equipment before, but the learning curve has no pressure on it so far. my very first day, the instructor made sure i was comfortable with everything and answered every single question i had and integrated me step by step into the rest of the class’s workout at my starting level to get familiar with using a barbell. it was really helpful and made me feel like i was part of the flow already.

i had to stop several times to make sure i wasn’t hurting myself (i have widespread nerve damage that means sometimes my lower body just. glitches and shuts down the connection to my brain’s intent and spasms for a bit and doesn’t do what i want it to do, and i lose all feeling so i panic bc i cant gauge where my body is—the litany goes on but basically i have many issues that crop up frequently during prolonged motion) but even when that happened it proved zero problem at all and no one noticed and i collected myself and got back into it and it was fine. modifications can be made for every move, which is something i learned with Pahla B workouts years ago, and applies here just as well, and i am stubborn in that optimism.

i was even feeling myself so much i wanted to try a box jump so i asked the instructor what the proper form was. she had me start by jumping on progressively higher stacked barbell plates just laid on the ground. and then i tried the box and i got it! and a bunch of people congratulated me or complimented my successful efforts and stopped after class to chat and introduce themselves which made it feel more team-like to me.

vibe seems to be: just do what you can, ask for help and guidance if you need it (i’m still new so i don’t know all the lingo or all the form cues yet but no one is looking at you making you feel scrutinized, everyone is just there to do their thing and they’re also super helpful if they walk by), and know that you’ll get better at everything you’re attempting w consistent attempt. which is just my basic philosophy anyway.

and ok yeah i’ve never been to a traditional gym before—well, i have a few times, and just never went back cuz i felt it was too polished for the likes of me lol (where i live is veryyyyy pretentious). the high gloss attitude truly just never appealed to me. works for some, just not me. in my area at least, everyone in traditional gyms are in some kind of coordinated outfit and are on their phones and taking videos and stuff (i really don’t like that aspect—i don’t consent to showing up in someone’s gym tiktok lol). so yeah especially these days, the feeling that there’s an image to be achieved in gyms just makes my skin crawl. and if i’m going to shell out for the price of any kind of gym membership, i’d rather it not be a place i get self-conscious in that i’m gonna be filmed or creeped on or something (my terror of men in gyms is well-founded).

so i opted for crossfit bc i’ve had family members who were sedentary and went and loved it and saw amazing gains. and everyone at the place im at is way too busy to be filming or creeping (so far). and i do def already feel like it’s built for functional improvement toward accomplished strength, not merely an image of strength. like, i played outside constantly as a kid and it reminds me of that feeling lol, not least bc of the open-air-warehouse-unit concept. i think im too scrappy to ever be a traditional gym person, but crossfit is totally my vibe so far. no one cares enough to judge what your deal is, which is prob #1 on my ranking of important qualities for a fitness facility.

and while my level of general fitness is what i would call really good, i’m still a total beginner to crossfit kinds of work, work with equipment at all, and i’ve NEVER done group gym classes. so my nervousness about not being amazing at something immediately (huge impediment in my life generally) was a biggie but has proved to be baseless. crossfit seems to has no time or attention for individual compulsive fears or momentary embarrassments. which i absolutely love.

but to answer your original question TL;DR—i think it’s tougher than anything i’ve ever seen! grizzlier by far if nothing else—definitely no frills (it’s refreshing to see no makeup yet!). everyone seems to be of a same kind of no-nonsense grit—dunno how to describe it. what i’m observing the experienced crossfitters doing looks wicked hard, but it’s still very accommodating for all levels of fitness to hone. as in, it looks like some of the hardest shit i’ve ever seen anyone do, but that’s what i will be working toward at my own pace, and it’s exciting.

one of the moms i mentioned earlier was snatching thee heaviest barbell weight in the entire class, even more than the men (i checked), like it was nothing and then she went checked on her baby in between like it was all nbd. i was like god damn girl that is so metal. where else are you gonna see that

so. that’s just my first impressions so far! i signed up for 10 classes to see how it goes so i will report back :)

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lex-drinks-blood · 2 years

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idk what's life at the moment bc i go back to school on monday and i'm definitely not ready to go back and cry in the school's theapist office again

SOO, arthur with a very stressed/anxious and kinda depressed bf request? if that's cool w you of course (i'm also aware that in the 1800 mental health was treated with not very gentle medical methods and no one talked abt it so idk how this is gonna go 😭)

anyways, have a cat

love this idea. I also go back to school monday and I am... not excited. very much the opposite. so hopefully this fic can give us both a bit of comfort yea? let's see!

Arthur Havisham x Male Reader: pure fluff! arthur notices reader is a bit spacey and anxious so he tries to take care of him

Warning(s): none that I'm aware of, correct me if I'm wrong!

Notes: running on 3 hours of sleep and wrote this after work, I did not proofread, this is a fic purely written with vibes at this point. but I kinda like it I think. idk. I'm very tired. I hope you like it tho!! I'm sorry if my sleep deprived state made this too skegwjagajab :(

Arthur had been watching you intently from a distance for the past few days now, noticing ever-so-slight changes in your behavior that had slowly began to worry him. You were still the man he loved, nothing would ever change that, but he noticed a glazed over look in your eyes, a jumpy and startled reaction to things lately, a general lack of motivation in things that you had once took pride in, and it scared him. It shook him to his core, the thought that his darling boy could possibly be feeling unwell and battling that alone. This thought, and this thought alone, was enough to cause him to beckon his sister and request the next few days of work with the brewery off. Amelia, thankfully, was a woman who respected her brother's wishes and asked very little questions. Arthur was to be home to tend to his darling, and that mattered much more than the brewery.

When you awoke, you noticed that Arthur had not yet left your shared bed as he normally did in preparation for the day ahead of him.

You rolled into his arms that were already around your shoulders and under your neck, attempting to get impossibly closer to the warmth of the male beside you, "You're still here," you murmured, nuzzling your cheek into the part of his chest that was left revealed by the buttons of the shirt he had chosen to leave opened.

He kissed the top of your head, tussling your hair a bit as he spoke, "Wanted to be with you," he kissed you again.

You pressed your lips to his chest gently, planting the whisper of a kiss to his skin, "Miss you," you sighed.

"Shhhhh," the blonde Havisham cooed as he stroked your hair with love, "'m right here, my love. Not going anywhere," he planted another kiss to your head."

Tears had begun to well up in your eyes at this point, you could only cling on the billowy nightshirt around the pale man's body as you choked out a reply, "Promise?"

Arthur could sense the unwellness that shook you in your shaking voice and the grip he felt on his clothes. He gently pushed his body to a sitting position against the headboard of the bed, bringing you to sit up with him.

"Darling boy," he cooed, "I beg of you, tell me what's plagues you," a gentle hand placed on your cheek as he wiped your tears that began to spill.

You felt his deep brown eyes reaching for you but you couldn't bring yourself to meet his gaze. Not in this state.

"I don't..." you stifled a sob as you dried a tear with your hand, "I don't know, Arthur."

That was when you broke. Every feeling that you had been bottling up finally spilled as you collapsed back into the arms of Arthur Havisham and sobbed into his clothes. You felt the sweet timber of his voice reach your ears but couldn't quite make out the meaning of his words. Felt the gentle touch of his hands on your body, making soothing circles on your head, petting your hair in the most calming way. He was always so perfect. And yet, nothing seemed to calm you.

And so like that you stayed. Crying into the arms of the man with whom you shared a bed. And not once did he complain. Not once did he make a snide comment to be a man. Not once did he mumble under his breath that you should be able to handle yourself. He didn't complain that his day free from the brewery was spent tending to a blubbering infant, instead he continued to whisper such kind and gentle words. Words that hit your heart in such a way that made your it do backflips.

Through your sniffles and sobs you occasionally heard him whisper, "I'm not leaving, promise," "I'm right here," "You're so strong darling, you can be weak just this once", etc.

When you were finally able to catch your breath, you looked up at Arthur with sorrowful eyes. The sound of his heart breaking as he looked upon the love of his life in such distress was almost audible, but he composed himself and kept a strong face.

"Oh Arthur," you cried weakly, "I'm so sorry," tears began to wel up in the corners of your eyes again, and you feared that the unstoppable waterworks were soon to come again.

Arthur stared at you for a moment, taking in the splotchy, red hue of your tear stained cheeks that he held in his hands before bringing his face down to meet yours and connecting your lips in a gentle kiss.

This kiss was much softer than the other times you had been marked by the Havisham. You had learned quickly that Arthur was not at all aggressive, but very much in need. He needed the world to know that you were taken, even if they couldn't know that you were explicitly his. While you couldn't declare your love for one another in public, Arthur took it upon himself to make it obvious that you were off the market by staining your neck with purple marks of his love and tugging at your lips between his teeth.

But this kiss was different. The pillows of his lips just barely met yours, as if asking for permission to touch you in this fragile state. When you leaned into his touch, giving him the permission he required, he kept his hand on your cheek to rub circles on your skin as he placed gentle kisses on your lips. Once. Twice. Thrice.

He noticed that you seemed to be visibly calmer now, but still in need of comfort. He pulled you from your half sitting-half laying position and onto his lap so that you were sitting on top of his legs, facing the wall to the left of him, legs dangling off of the bed. He placed a gentle kiss on your cheek as he wrapped his hands around your waist.

He pressed his forehead to the side of your face, "You are so strong y/n. Do you know that?"

#arthur havisham #arthur havisham x male reader #dickensian #arthur havisham x reader #arthur havisham x trans male reader #joe quinn #joseph quinn #arthur havisham fluff #arthur havisham comfort

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ririglow · 2 years

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wild | jack hughes

pairings: jack huges x reader

words: 2.1k

warnings: language?

request:Can you do a jack hughes x black reader smut/imagine like my brother play hockey with him and he comes over he flirt you can do the rest I just need a black reader for him cuz all I see is blonde hair blue eyes yn🧍🏾‍♀️but if you can do that for me please that would be great

A/N: although I don't know shit abt hockey or jack hughes, I feel your pain and hope this does you justice

the midday sun shone relentlessly on your relaxed body, as music played softly from your echo dot. the air felt crisp and refreshing, making it the perfect day to lounge by the poolside. due to school being out and a blessed day off work your worries were to a minimum.

with your parents out for the day, the only company you have is your brother trey, now that the hockey season is over he spends majority of his time back at home. tolerable, but annoying at times, the only problems you have with him is his habits of leaving dishes around for you to clean, or his ability to be loud at 3am shouting profanities at his teammates through the headset.

again tolerable, but annoying as hell.

you stayed out by the pool until you felt a slight ice in the back of your throat, indicating you desperately need a refresher. getting up from your chair was the hardest thing you had to do, not wanting to leave your comfortable position. yet you made yourself do it anyway, grabbing your cover up and slipping it on as you made your way through the patio doors which lead straight to the kitchen.

humming a soft tone, you open the fridge and swiftly grab a drink. as you made your way back outside, the doorbell rang, repeatedly, multiple times. the only people who you know to do that is trey, immature teammates. rolling your eyes you proceeded to head back out, leaving trey to deal with it, however your brother's voice echoed throughout the house

"y/n! could you get that for me?"

you wanted to stomp your feet like a child and pout irritably, instead you marched towards the door where the bell continued to ring horrendously.

"i am going to beat your ass." you scolded after yanking the door opening coming face to face with,ty and luke.

they each gave you a sheepish look, luke being the culprit lower his hand slyly placing it behind his back.

"my bad, i was trying to see if it still works." he said, sending you an innocent smile. "is trey here?"

"yeah he is." you said, stepping side to let them through. each of them greeting you with a "hey" or a nod, you weren't exactly super close with them only to have met a handful of times and each of those times they kept it cordial, all except one.

just as you were closing the door, it came to a halt midway. due to your body being turned halfway way around, you glanced over your shoulder letting out a long huff, seeing the familiar brunette who's grown costume to flirt with you at every given moment. you pretend to be annoyed by it, but deep down his smooth remarks have you deeply flustered inside.

"damn, hello to you." jack says as his eyes ran up and down your exposed body, the plain white bikini fitted so well and complimented your skin tone which glistened with a sheen of sweat from the sun.

explicit thoughts came to his mind for a brief moment as he took in your appearance, long freshly braids cascading down to your waist, refraining himself to grab one already knowing how icky it made you feel whenever someone tries to go anywhere near your hair.

"are you done eyeballing me now?" you said trying not to stare at him. He wore a grey champion hoodie with some black fitted jeans, his brown hair tossed in a messy kind of way but he pulled it off so well.

"stop pretending you don't like it." he cheesed stepping inside.

"I don't." you lied,

jack didn't bother to say anything, only letting out a hum in response, knowing what you said was a total lie. your brother then came skipping down the stairs, to greet his teammates.

"yo who's ready to get their ass kicked in Mario Kart?" trey said after greeting them.

"the only one who's going to get their ass kicked is you my guy, isn't that right jack?" luke threw an arm around his brother's shoulder,

"yeah, or something like that." he murmured in response, his attention wasn't toward his brother and friends, no his eyes were set on you as you walked back into the kitchen. the sheer cover up gave him a clear view of your backside that showed generously due to your swimsuit.

he felt a harsh thump at the back of head breaking his focus from you.

"ow, what was that for?" he grumbled to trey who had an amused look on his face.

"eyeing my sister like a piece of meat." trey shook his head, although he usually has no interference with jack's obvious flirting, catching him in small acts like that always is amusing. he was never to take jack's antics seriously, thinking he's only doing it to just annoy him.

"i can't look at my wife now?" jack said following behind trey, heading to their usual chill spot, which is down in the basement.

"she doesn't even give you a second look bro." ty mentions, making the rest of the guys laugh in agreement.

"thats what you guys see." jack responds, due to basement entrance being located in the kitchen you were in view outside behind the patio door he was able to get a good look of you taking off your cover up.

you looked up momentarily, unsuspectingly catching jack's eye. he threw you a sly wink, before you could catch yourself a smile grew bashfully on your face.

he kept eye contact until he disappeared going down the steps into the basement.

holy shit you thought as you sat back down in the lounge chair, trying to stabilize the fluttery feeling in the pit of your stomach. at this point there's no denying the growing crush you were having for jack, at first you thought of him to be quite cocky in a "I know I'm hot, and that every girl wants" kind of way. that demeanor turned you off completely but overtime you've grown used to it.

every time you saw him, whether it was after a game or him hanging out with your brother, the butterflies became bigger with every smile or comment he sent your way.

there is absolutely no way to escape it.

jack sat on the couch watching the screen, in disinterest the rest continued to compete with one another, his character got booted from the mini game carelessly on his part, and it was because of all the thoughts running about you. they'd been occupied with the game for quite some time from Mario cart to Madden, jack has threw every round simply because he couldn't concentrate.

his mind couldn't help but to wonder what you were doing, are you still outside enjoying the rays of the sun? Or did you make your way back inside? he desperately wants to find out.

"hey, trey could you get me a drink?" he asks smoothly, already knowing what the response is going to be.

"bro, get it yourself i'm in the middle of- ARE YOU KIDDING ME" trey raged at the game along with luke and ty.

with a shrug, jack stood up and made his way up the stairs chuckling at the shouts of rage. when he reached the top, he mentally thanked the gods when he entered the kitchen. you were already there trying to reach something in the cabinet, he followed where your hand was itching to get a hold of which is a container that held chocolate covered pretzel sticks.

he grinned at your little grunts of frustration.

"what a snack demon you are." he teased, announcing his presence.

you glanced over your shoulder looking to where jack was leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. his eyes held a hint of mischief along with glee.

"shut up and help me." you forced yourself to look away from him, and focused on getting the pretzels.

"with that attitude? I don't think I will." he says, you could hear his footsteps come in your direction.

"come on jack, I'm not playing." you huffed, really wanting to satisfy your cravings, a gasp left your lips when you turned around to face him expecting him to be in his previous spot, however he stood in your space so close you could feel his body's heat.

"im not playing." he mocked in a high pitched voice, causing you to glare at him. you lower back dug painfully into the counter due to him being so close, a whiff of cologne filled your nostrils when he suddenly reached above you to grabbed the pretzels.

"finally." you huffed going to grab the snack,

"unt uh," jack shook his head, guiding it out of reach. "you want this? your gonna have to give me a kiss."

"what?!" you managed to sputter out, the request completely catching you off guard.

it wasn't a bad one, however you weren't going to go through it for some pretzels. or maybe you would, his small pink lips does look tempting-

he grinned down at you showing off his teeth. "kidding, here." jack held the container out for you to get, hastily snatching it out of his hands, you mumbled a quick "thank you."

"So," he trailed off, digging the container for a stick before taking a bite. "when are you going to let me take you out on a date?"

you opened and closed your mouth trying to find something to say, out of all the times he'd flirt not once he ever took initiative to make a move with you beyond that.

"as soon as you get out of my personal space." you half-heartedly shoved him moving to the other side of the kitchen towards the fridge.

"you really think I'm playing with you? i'm deadass, we need to do something about this tension." he followed you, standing behind you as you grabbed some water.

"boy, what tension?" you retorted turning around, yet again coming face to face with him.

he licked his lips, eyeing you up and down. "c'mon don't play dumb, that's not what you are."

"i know what i am." you said matter of factly.

"you also know how I feel about you." he looked at you with a significant amount of intimacy.

you thought your heart was going to thump out of your chest due to how rapid it was, as his words processed through your brain.

"i really don't."

"c'mon i don't believe that for a second," he chuckles, your braids falling on the right side of your face covering half of your features, without thinking he reached out and swiftly pushed it over your shoulder moving it away. "you're so beautiful, do you know that ?"

you let out a breathless chuckle, not knowing how to respond, the look gaze in his eye almost made your knees weak. it was fascinating how much involvement he was in making you so vulnerable.

clearing your throat, you kept your eyes focused on his chin not having the strength to look him in the eye. you hummed a response not trusting your voice.

"what do you want jack?" you asked wanting to cut straight to the chase, you don't know if you could handle any more of these tense moments.

"isn't it obvious?" he asks rhetorically, with a quirk eyebrow. "I want you."

"yeah, right." you say with sarcasm while shaking your head.

"why do you sound like it's hard to believe?" he ask with interest.

you let out a sigh briefly licking your lips, not missing the look on his face when you did so. "because you're you"

"which is…?" he trailed off, desperately wanting to know what you think of him.

"someone who usually doesn't go for a girl like me." you admit, watch his eyebrow raise up in surprise at what you were insinuating.

"why wouldn't I go for a 'girl like you' " he added an air of quotation with his hands. "you're beautiful, smart, and quite frankly—believe it or not, my type."

jack watch you stand before him having an internal battle with yourself, thinking back on his words of you knowing his feelings towards you. it was both wrong and right, you do notice his attention for you however you don't know for a second if it's legit or some kind of poly to get you in the bed with him.

you felt the pad of his thumb grazing on your cheekbone, the sudden touch caused your eyes to meet his in surprise.

" let me take you out, please." his tone sounded desperate like it was the only thing in the world he needed.

a certain fondness ran through you as jack stared down awaiting your response. though there were a point of hesitation on your part, he's your brother's teammate and into becoming one of his best friends, you didn't want to be the cause of awkwardness blooming between them if you do say yes, and the date ended up being complete garbage.

but there's another point as you stared up at him, all the negative possibilities this can cause was thrown out the window. you've got one life to live why waste it on looking at all the negative aspects? this day was long awaited, so there is absolutely no chance of you not giving him a try.

without giving it another thought your lips curve into a smile before saying simple "okay"

#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #this was so short #ill make a part 2 thats if you want it lol

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seokmatthewz · 11 months

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mutuals appreciation! write heart-felt messages to some of your mutuals (or even ones you haven't talked to yet!) and tag them, BUT don't tell them which message is their, let them guess! after you're done, send this to 1 mutual you want to get a message from!

oh god okay this is very nice and sweet in theory KLDSLD but tragically i am perhaps the person with the most anxiety in the world ever and not telling people which message is for who for whatever reason feels like it would probably kill me so i think instead i will write some silly little notes for my mutuals but tag them directly or else i may die KLFCDSL sorry i cannot play the game properly i am not built like that kldskddsfkl but thank u nonetheless!!!! <3<3

@berryjaellie millie my lovely dearest fairytual who i adore and keep in my pocket it has been a joy interacting with u more thru twt these days be it to bicker or yell loudly or pester u abt matthew or hanbin as always i perpetually hope we can continue to interact more ily mwah!! thank u so much for sending me random little raccoon vids and associating me with cute things that i do not deserve u r so dear 2 me <3

@winxys paula my fucked up little meow meow there is nobody on this website who i would enjoy being the mortal enemy of more (even though with every passing day it seems like we are becoming 🤢friends🤢) as we continue to lose our minds over bbangiz crumbs and whatever onlyoneof are doing at most points in time. i know things have been rough for you lately and i really do hope they get better! here's to hoping zb1 don't debut with noise !!

@chwejongho i am not sure if u use tumblr at all lately (i believe u dont much) but it wld feel deeply wrong and incorrect to leave u off of one of these kaz dearest my boy my best friend my platonic soulmate u have put up with so much from me in these past few months (not to mention these past few years we've been friends) because i am a nuisance who never shuts up so thank you so much for putting up with my hours worth of instagram voice messages about how i was worried about matthew during boys planet even though you didn't watch the show i very much appreciate that you are always a shoulder to cry on for me no matter what the circumstance, be it me being overdramatic about a man i don't know personally or something much more serious. i appreciate you so much no matter how much or little we are talking at any given moment and i am forever wishing you the best no matter what. i love you so much!!

@hyvnsuk gabi my fellow haotual i do not have a ton to say here but i am incredibly amused every single time we have a same brain moment these days it's so fun and cute dslsdfk you're always a joy to have on the dash and your content is so pretty!! i hope ur always doing well mwah!!

@jjanguri rin dearest!! i hope the air quality has improved where u are !! u r so sweet and wonderful and i hope we can interact more soon!!! mwah!!

@haob1n lovely maria!! thank u for all the sweet comments you leave in the tags of my gifsets i do not deserve ur kindness and i am so incredibly overjoyed every time u call me a matthew stan pillar (or something along those lines) KDSSKLD mwah i hope u are always well!!

@zeroze hope!!!! ik we have not interacted much but it is always so fun to briefly goof around w u in the replies of an ask u are so sweet and funny!!! i rlly hope we can talk more soon <3<3

also to all my zerosetuals in general pls feel free 2 chat with me!! i wld love 2 make some zerose friends hehe

#i dont really interact w anyone on here tbh KFLCDSLK tumblr is kind of just a void i yell into #but tysm for thinking of me regardless!!!!#asks #anon

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alexinity · 2 years

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someone specific

albedo x gn reader

tw: none

-this is kinda short and boring but it was in my drafts for a few months so i decided to get rid of it finally, albedo might be a little off character idk

[albedo confesses his feelings, talks abt the future and his fears, a little comfort?]

•

you and albedo were sitting on the grass near dragonspine, where the cold couldnt reach, yet the sun couldnt touch.

you were laying on the grass in deep silence, not an uncomfortable one but still in the nice company of your friend.

"have you ever thought about the future?" albedo randomly asked

"of course i have.. why do you ask?" you turned your head towards him and looked at his back

"i was just wondering..do you think if we already have a destined future, that a single moment can completely change it?" he was staring into the distance.

"hm..perhaps..the future is something that changes all the time and even a single decision can lead it towards a very different way. our fates change everyday with every little thing we say and do. this is how i imagine it... kind of like the butterfly effect, dont you think?" you said with a small smile.

albedo felt his cheeks turn slightly red. he loved the way they answered his questions, maybe thats why he always seemed to try to find something new to ask you

"maybe you are right..." he said while turning the other way again

"you seem bothered? is something wrong? you never really care about things that arent happening in the moment, let alone something so distant like the future." y/n got closer to albedo and gently placed their hand on his shoulder.

"true but.. recently ive been trying to get something out of my mind, no matter what i do nothing seems to be working out"

"well its new to see you worried about anything at all, you can tell me.." a few seconds passes before albedo sighed and lowered his head a little

"how do i say this...well.. i was just wondering if what im doing, my dedication, all my researches, all my creations...if they will eventually lose their meanings when in the end of the day i will still be alone like ive always been, i will lose control and.." he didn't dare look at them.

"albedo..." albedo had told them a long time ago what his life purpose was, they knew what he was capable of

"leave it..i shouldn't think about it now" he felt embarrassed. he didnt understand emotions as much as he wanted to, he knew that in order to not feel lonely he had to be around people and that seemed like the hardest part

the only person he always wanted to be around was you

he knew you were a busy person, always going around helping others, caring about everyone, you had your own worries and problems, he knew the fact that you were there with him right now was too much to ask for. why would you care about someone like him anyway? he wanted to be selfsh for once, take you away from all of your responsibilities for a day and spend moments like this more often

"do you often feel lonely?" y/n took albedo back to reality with their question

"sometimes"

"then why do you always stay here - alone. If you really didnt want to be alone you would be doing all your researches in Mond.. in your lab."

"you are right..i dont seek the company of other people, i tend to avoid everyone as much as i could, in dragonspine i feel.. save...i am perfectly fine by myself here, but i do seek the company of someone specific sometimes, its distracting me from my job, makes me feel vulnerable.." He turned his gaze towards you. he felt his breath hitch as he was staring at your confused expression. should he really be doing this?

"and who that might be?" oh how u loved to act dumb he thought

archons you were doing to kill him. why do you always have to do this? you never seemed to notice how much effect you have on the alchemist

his hands trembled

"you"

perhaps one day..when he loses control, when he cant hold back and think straight..perhaps you will be there to stop him and bring his mind to peace again

#albedo confessing #albedo x reader #genshin impact imagines #albedo kreideprinz #i kin albedo ok #this is so off character i suck at writing #genshin x reader #genshin impact #albedo imagines

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coeurify · 1 year

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I'm not sure if you saw the update Abt irl Ellie yet but here's another one because my best friend is being mean to me. I've been at Ellie's house every night since like the 21st. Almost 7 days and I am dreading going home. She takes care of me rin. She makes me food, makes me shower, brushes my hair, and holds me. Yes that's like bare minimum but she's doing more in a week then my ex did in a year. She's so good to me. She is so special I wanna wrap her in a blanket and hide her. She's so gentle and patient too. She's been kinda weird for the past couple days, like not wtf is wrong with you weird, but instead she's been focused on something else and won't tell me what it is. And it's on her phone so I just hope it's not another person bc I really can't handle another person involved. As of rn we are just friends who sleep together and I don't like that. I talked to her about it this morning and she just looked at me so sad and said "love we can have this conversation right now or you can tell me what's actually bothering you first." She knows me and I'm not sure how to feel about that because I don't let people in and I definitely don't let people in I have nothing with. I will cry if things don't become normal in the next couple days because I ran away from her and hid in her bedroom. She came into the room and laid down resting her head on me like usual and she's still holding me tight, so I don't think anything is horridly wrong but it's still off.

GAHHH MY ANON :(( this all sounds so!/$2&2 yay that you hit it off with her but im sorry abt things feeling off. dont let yourself worry too much abt it rn ok? shes lucky to have u in any capacity and i hope she knows that!! im sure everything will be ok soon

#rin answers ❀.

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quickhacked · 2 years

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hi bones, i'm here to humbly ask you about your blorbos: how did vincent & vitali & mikhail all got to know each other? how did this clown gang got together? 👀💜

OOGH RENA THANK U FOR THIS AA ;w;; this got. UNBELIEVABLY LONG because i am feeling Emotion about vitali and mikhail specifically again i am so sorry aghfdjhg i’ll put it under a read more <3

SO vitali and mikhail met in middle school when they were 11 years old. mikhail was very shy and rarely spoke, while vitali was pretty popular and always surrounded by others. they started hanging out after vitali stood up for mikhail when he was getting bullied for his acne (vitali punched the bully and broke his nose <333) and they became very close friends very quickly :)

i think the reason they worked so well together is that vitali was always worrying about other people’s expectations of him (mainly due to his last name, and his father (derogatory)) and with mikhail, he NEVER had to worry about that; simultaneously, mikhail struggled with social skills which is why other kids didn’t want to hang out with him, but vitali actually saw this as a reason TO hang out with him because he believed mikhail was actually probably very kind and interesting and fun to be around, he just wasn’t too good at expressing himself yet (there’s also smth to be said about both of them speaking the same language in a foreign country and instantly feeling at home with each other etc etc but i’m already gonna say so much more about them so i won’t get into that rn LMAO)

they spent almost all their time together and helped each other with everything; mikhail was struggling with school because of his tourette’s so vitali helped him with studying, and helped him see a doctor to get stuff sorted out and he later even helped with mikhail’s exercises to help him manage his tics between therapy sessions and after the sessions ended ;w;; and in return, mikhail fully supported vitali when he came out as trans and helped him with anything he could do, including:

teaching himself how to use makeup to make someone’s face appear more masculine; he would do vitali’s makeup in the boy’s restroom before their first class every morning (this one literally makes me physically nauseous mikhail is so friend shaped alright i’m emotional abt him)

allowing vitali to order things to his home address, so vitali’s parents wouldn’t have to find out about it

helping vitali pick his new name (mikhail actually came up with “vitali”; it means “of life”, which he found fitting because of all of this being a new chapter in vitali’s life, but secretly mikhail also liked it because to him, vitali is (his) life <3 and vitali LOVED the name so he picked it <333 i’m throwing up as we speak)

throughout high school, they were inseparable; when they weren’t studying or getting into fights, they would hang out at mikhail's place to smoke and get drunk on cheap rum and vodka, to then pass out in each other's arms and sleep most of the next day away. there were times mikhail wants to kiss vitali but decided not to, and to this day he isn’t sure if it’s actually something he wanted to do, or if it was just the alcohol aha ;w; xoxo

after finishing high school, mikhail went to university to study medicine and vitali went to college to study business & management. they lost contact with each other after vitali lost his phone, and then didn’t see each other for a little over six years :) fucking pain soup there’s more i can say about this but i won’t because i am already saying so much

they reunited at arasaka; vitali landed a new job at counterintel and was assigned a bodyguard, and you guessed it, it’s mikhail <3 mikhail literally only started working for arasaka because he knew it was vitali’s dream job and he was hoping to run into him there one day ;w; after vitali got fired, mikhail quit his job as well and essentially followed him around everywhere he went. vitali became a well-established fixer and mikhail became one of his mercenaries, as well as his head of security the moment vitali actually got an office and everything <3

NOW. FINALLY. VINCENT. so vincent met them through jackie; jackie is lifelong friends with vitali and was also one of his regular mercs at the time, and he decided to introduce vincent to vitali because he wanted to help vincent establish himself as a merc in night city

vitali INSTANTLY took a liking to vincent, admiring his passion and witty nature, but also wanting to help him out with transitioning (vincent had already started at that point but was mainly struggling because of money issues and. well. vitali is Rich LMFAO) and just wanting to befriend him in general. vincent also immediately liked vitali because he mainly just thought he was cool :) <3 kinda like an “i wanna be friends with you SO fucking bad” situation but both of them thought it was one-sided, but somehow they still managed to become very close very quickly

mikhail obviously watched this happen and immediately knew something was up because he’s known for vitali for so long and vitali usually kept his composure around new mercs and/or clients, but vincent immediately managed to bring out a different side of him and mikhail would 100% notice that. i think i talked about this before in a post but i’m gonna do it again LOL mikhail was a little scared that he was gonna fade to the background now that vitali found vincent and was becoming so close with him, and at the same time vincent was a little intimidated by mikhail because he and vitali were so close and vincent wasn’t sure if mikhail would ever accept him as a friend ;w; but despite all of that they still both went “alright! i will now befriend this man if it’s the last thing i do” and they DID

then all the in-game events happen followed by my own storyline that’s mostly incoherent + balances Entirely on my own interpretation of vincent’s condition at the end of the game and how soulkiller works in the secure your soul program and in the relic + is literally just me putting my blorbos through extra bullshit because i am a Blorbo Suffering Enjoyer first and a human being second but basically what you need to know about all of that is that. vincent and vitali get together during the in-game events ON VINCENT’S BIRTHDAY HELLO and vincent and mikhail do a lot of gigs together so they also become besties <333 and at some point vitali dies but not really but then he’s brainwashed and he stabs mikhail and nearly kills him and then he’s no longer brainwashed and feels guilty and then his father also decides to come back to be a nuisance and yeah :// but they STICK TOGETHER THROUGH IT ALL AND THAT'S WHAT IT’S ABOUT. IT’S ABOUT THE COMFORT

and that brings us to the present day :) the three of them are now living together in vitali’s penthouse, vitali and vincent are dating and mikhail is their specialest little princess (honorary, affectionate) <3 the end uwu

#asks #mutuals #aartyom #ask:mikhail #ask:vincent #ask:vitali #oc asks #just so i can find all of this back later LMAO #thank u so much again for the ask aa ;w; you don't know how fast i threw all my work aside to start typing LMAO #i got lost in the sauce a little bit talking abt vitali and mikhail's past but like. it's so so important to me #there's so much more i can say but i am being so so brave abt it <3 #hope this is coherent i copy pasted so much from my timeline but i wanted to edit it to make it sound less formal LMAO

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