#and i think its prob very messy and confusing

[armydreamerr]

how i imagine some les mis characters. if its inaccurate to the book no jts not shhhhhhhh

jean valjean - tall and built obviously, probably around 6’2. he’s muscular but more in a chubby way than a sinewy way, post prison anyway. somft obviously. also he has like a perpetual tan and lots of birthmarks/freckles. he has the biggest saddest dark brown eyes methinks. he probably wears a pair of those tiny glasses that sit on the end of your nose. he was blessed with a luscious head full of fluffy hair (prob keeps it about chin length but in prison it was all willy nilly) but i think it started turning grey super early and it’s white by the time he’s like 40. it used to be brown though. he also has a lot of scars for obvious reasons. also i think he wears a lot of green and like dark, warm red, and maybe brown.

javert - average height and weight but physically imposing through pure aura. his posture is unreal (straight backed, shoulders square). he has like sort of coppery brown skin and super long jet black hair. however he’s been greying for a while too so there’s definitely some streaks of silver in there. he always wears his hair tied completely back from his face cause it gets in the way but he won’t cut it. his hair is also super thick. i can’t decide what colour his eyes should be because i feel like they should be some creepy unnatural colour. for the most part im thinking they’re probably really dark blue or maybe grey, but it’s fun to imagine him with amber, almost yellow eyes, like a cat (i know he’s supposedly a wolf-dog but shh).

fantine - tall, but very willowy and thin. she does indeed have super long wavy brown hair that shines even when it’s unwashed. she’s also pretty pale and bruises easily, i have this idea that when she becomes a prostitute she ends up scaring off a certain subset of potential customers because she’s so pale and sickly looking, and i can easily imagine her having bruises on her arms and chest from people just being too rough. she also has the saddest blue eyes ever, they’re so clear too but they get really clouded when she becomes sick. i think she wears a lot of greens and blues.

cosette - takes after her mom in terms of height, i think she’s pretty tall as well, definitely doesn’t have to look up at marius at all. she’s got blonde hair that’s also very silky and a bit curly. i think her eyes are a deeper blue than fantine’s and also i don’t know why but i think it would be interesting if she needed glasses maybe. she mainly wears light pinks and blues, and she usually ties her hair back with ribbons just because. she also has some scars (like father, like daughter). and she has freckles.

marius - curly dark brown hair, amber eyes. he’s not taller than cosette, she might wven have an inch on him. he always had this perpetually confused look on his face, like he’s just constantly lost in the sauce. his face is actually heart-shaped and he has like a little mole right under his right eye. i think he blushes easily aswell, and all the way down to his neck too. also i think he’s like a chronic nervous skin picker just because unfortunately, so he has a lot of random spots on his hands and face that are a little screwed up. also i think any shade of blue is his main colour.

eponine - super long messy black hair, light brown skin often with smudges and stuff on her face . if she cleaned herself up she’d lowkey have amazingly clear skin. also i feel like shes pretty short, maybe like around 5’2 (contrast with marius who im thinking is maybe 5’11). she has super pretty clear brown eyes and her brow is always furrowed like she’s deep in thought but her eyes are super dreamy and far away. she has a round face and a very sad smile (nothing to smile about in her life).

enjolras - once again average height and weight but physically imposing thru pure aura and good posture. he has super loose blonde curls and light brown skin and big dark brown eyes and freckles. he has a really intense gaze but his smile is disarming as hell. there’s a sort of natural charisma that he just exudes. you KNOW this guy knows what he’s talking about, just based on vibes. he has long-ish hair but keeps it tied back and his clothes are mainly red obviously. he also has very soft hands but they’re cold.

grantaire - they called this guy UGLY. i think he’s taller than enjolras but generally just has like no vibes. if you looked for him in a crowd you would not find him, and that’s why he’s considered unattractive. there’s not really anything unique about him and hes got no aura. he has sad droopy downturned dark blue eyes and his smile is sarcastic even when he means it to be genuine. he has curly black hair in this messy mop hairstyle and his voice is weirdly deep. he mainly wears green ofc.

[mackspaws]

prob gonna organize my posts with tags so things will be easier to find, ima call this one #macks talks because why not, but I need to rant about aiden. i said id use this app more so im gonna

thinking about this old trailer thing makes me sob so hard every single time i remember it. "My Mia. I left her." YOU DID NOTTTTTTTTTTT YOU WERE FIVE

aiden and his savior complex and how he blames HIMSELF when he was quite literally just a little kid. 5 years old. DO YOU KNOW HOW SMALL A 5 YEAR OLD IS??? AND WALTZ PUT SO MUCH ON HIS SHOULDERS WITH MIA. I could rant about Waltz too, geninunely I love him as a character but holy shit it's super fucked up when you think about sure, he cared for Aiden, but he used a kid to save his own, and not just Aiden, SEVERAL kids. he was so obsessed with curing Mia bro fr experimented on literal children to cure her and only to an extent the world, because to him Mia IS his world. Waltz was a father but he wasnt a good one. His love for Mia only ended up hurting not only her and Aiden, but HIMSELF as well. They are such a fucked up little found family and god I love them so much, their dynamic is heartbreaking in the best ways.

just realized this started off as a regular Aiden rant and then delved into all three of them LMFAO WHOOPS but not uncommon for me in the slightest. i have so many thoughts and headcanons because we got way too little of them considering how important both Waltz and Mia are to Aiden's character. Plus you'd think the literal antagonist would have more than 35 minutes of cut scenes but lol guess not. Desperately I need more of them, I know it's highly unlikely for dlc2 considering that part of Aiden's life is pretty much over. So I will make it MYSELF

I have need to draw both of my Mia aus and rant about them too. One of them is a wholesome she lives au, and her and Aiden are happy bc they deserve to be. And another is a very much NOT wholesome au where she's a villain, very much inspired by jinx arcane though in the way she acts rather than backstory fjjgjg. I'm basically stealing her and making her my oc bc she deserves so much better, I hate how we get so little of her, I will forever be salty she quite literally just exists for Aiden's character and DIES in the end. Like I'm fine with her dying because that ending hurt me so bad and I loved how broken it made me but?? the fact that they barely even gave her a personality. we know so little about her and she's supposed to be the protagonist's only reason to keep going. so yeah she deserves better.

at the same time tho, I don't think I'd change what we got. I absolutely adore being able to piece together the story ourselves because the way its told is lowkey confusing and there are things they don't exactly do a good job at explaining, but even with how messy the story can be I LOVE it because what they have is MY SHIT!!! I LOVE A DEPRESSED COCKY PROTAGONIST WITH TRAUMA. I LOVE A FOUND FAMILY. I LOVE THE ANGST. and i LOVE being able to take these characters and add onto them and give them more love because they deserve it.

anyway rant over i think. thanks for reading the word vomit if you did lmfao, literally was just a bit of a barely understandable rant fhhgjg

[fruit-sauce]

wawawawaaaa,,, these are absolutely getting the creativity flowing! If you write anything, please do tag/send it to me! I’d be super happy if my ideas are implemented in stuff like that!

From all the stuff he does, maybe Roier molts fairly regularly? Compared to a little wolf spider, it’s not as intense, but still a process to deal with. Frantically messaging Jaiden “COME HERE NOW PLEASE ITS TIME MY HUSBAND IS AWAY HELP” and she’s like “ok no prob bestie omw” she brings good smelling soaps and whatever he may need or want to help him shed, they are so family <3

yessss lion Vegetta!!! I was thinking about what animal/creature he would be for this past while and it just randomly came to mind, glad it fits so well, I was thinking of his skin and the fanart I’ve seen, the sleek body with large pauldrons and/or collar, and i was like “I’m getting a feeling...” plus, he just has the aura to him, especially with his base

Slime Rancher, that fits so well! Pac and Mike would definitely try to use Mike’s explosions as a power source, at least once or twice, for science! Mike then going from “that’s just a human guy” to goopy little creature is so cute too,,, semi-transparent Charlie is something I’ve never thought of, but it sounds super cool! It reminds me of like. when you put ice in a cup of juice? 

I see Max and Dan as, at the very least, mortal. They are two of the closest to normal human as you can get from the island. Dan, thinking about Grimm rn, has something (maybe a curse? bounded soul?) related to death (maybe even the goddess of death, mumza,,,?), but Max is something that I’m iffy about. Most of the time, he’s human, but I have seen someone call him a shapeshifter/doppelganger! Super interesting, but I think him being just some guy is sillier,,, having robotic parts isn’t bad either, I might mess around with that idea later when I design him,,,

Fit is also a human, but I think his time on 2b2t messed him up in some way. I know it’s technically a glove, but I’ve heard so many people and seen so much art with his arm being mechanical, that I can’t see him without it (even BEING the potato gun/can connect to his potato gun) Maybe Ramon likes to mess around with it, add some upgrades and make it less “I made this in under an hour with my one hand”, or even just adding some decal for the aesthetic. That man has bird mannerisms, totally from Phil, curious, territorial, very protective of his beautiful baby boy made in heaven by god himself, the whole thing. awww but Ramon getting a little nest is so adorable! They come home from a long adventure, both too tired to make their beds, so Fit pushes together all their blankets and pillows to make a messy nest for the night,,,,

Antoine is such an interesting case. I’ve seen people make him fully non-human, while others make him a guy with... a weird fashion sense.... so he’s another one I’ll have to take some extra thought too, his skin is quite confusing, but it is fun to see, he makes me think of a cardboard box that a kid drew faces on with markers or crayons (im having so many Antoine and Pomme ideas now omg)

I love having non-human headcanons for the qsmp members, especially for silly dumb reasons

I’m just saying, the image I just got of Roier trying to do a courtship dance for Cellbit and Cellbit not knowing wtf he’s doing bc they’re totally different animals is pretty funny

Or, I’ve had this idea for a while now, all the ones with wings gently tapping on the eggs or even each other as a sign of greeting.

Example: Bad goes to see Philza and they stand side by side and lightly touch their wings together, like a handshake almost! This could be done with tails too, that’s be cute,,,

Lmao Foolish’s love language being just straight up biting, Baghera and Quackity going into water yet somehow come out fully dry, AUGH THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEAAAAA

Or all the hybrids going up to people and softly head-butting them for attention, and then the eggs pick up on it and now they’ve started gently bumping into people to get their attention ahhh,,,, this is adorable,,,

[furymint]

FFXIVWrite2021 | header | wc: 542 | 10 years ago

As Elliot stepped into the sun parlor, he seemed to understand for the first time who his father was.

In the church, he belonged to other people. He was not Josseloux, but a priest--their priest, their father, the man they knew everything of. His words came from a book, his footsteps tred the same course as thousands, his smile and gentle nod were the same any person in that white robe would offer. Ritual was repetition. In a world so transient, little comforted so much as consistency. That was what Josseloux provided, and what Josseloux robbed from Elliot till now.

That suit he wore was a decade old--mayhap older. Elliot knew it from when he used to dive into the closet, batting through the jackets and yanking their colors into the light. Deep, dark blues like the ocean was said to be, and beige like silk of girls' ribbons afore dye met them. That was what Josseloux wore in his past life. He'd worn felt homburgs with the feathers of hunted pheasants, brilliant ties and leather shoes with searing red soles.

And then he became a servant, effacing his style and humor and wants to pretend to others that he lived for intangible virtue. Part of Elliot wondered if they knew how false Father Josseloux was--how little the man behind the priest cared for penance or charity. But half a sham could be enough to inspire. If he could become holy--that transgressive, disobedient hedonist--any man could.

Some of him survived it. When he sauntered through the cloisters, the same arrogance lifted his chin and lined his smirk. The altar was less holy when he paced it with the cut flowers he plucked from church vases. More than one bishop disapproved of the seven rings he wore every sun.

But now his hair was tied over his shoulder, his scarred hands were on his face, and he was crying. Despite it all, summer bloomed around him in thick pots of daylillies and nodding marigolds. The cloudless sky spread behind him. His mouth twisted in a curse when he spotted Elliot around a fuchsia tree. Through his pain, he offered his hand.

The wind tapped the fingers of a tree branch against one of the windows, and Elliot thought of Josseloux's metronome before he thought of his hand. He shuffled forward and pushed it aside, hooking his arms around Josseloux's neck. If the man laughed or sobbed, Elliot didn't know, but he clung to those shaking shoulders and cried with him.

Josseloux did laugh then, trying to unfasten each of Elliot's determined fingers from his back. "C'mon," he tutted, "Not you too." Stooping, he sighed against Elliot's crown and gave in. 

Fear shivered through Elliot from the gravelly emotion in Josseloux's voice. Those tears, like the past, felt forbidden to know. Inheriting them made him sick with grief that wasn't his, but his heart still struck the same loud beat in his chest, and he felt the same belonging in his father's arms as when under Saint Reymanaud's spires. Josseloux wasn't different now, but human.

Josseloux made no protest but to shut his eyes from the daylight glare. Rubbing Elliot's back with each sob the poor boy gave, he murmured again, "Not you too."

[bisexualreginaldpeters]

truthfully i don’t know how explain to non-hispanic/latine trans men that i don’t mind being referred to with certain feminine words in spanish?? like. i had an ex friend who’s a very white trans guy and that got mad on my behalf because i got called boba (playfully) and he said they should be considerate enough to use bobo instead and i’m standing there thinking. sir i do not care i’m fine with either?????? why are you so mad for me?????? like some feminine nicknames and terms are used so causally and  endearingly and i grew with that language that it doesn’t bother me but some trans guys just can’t understand the lack of dysphoria and it’s really :/// meh 

[cheesy-mak]

Not sure if this is what you meant by the kratos x heimdall scenarios, but this was this first idea that popped into my head.

Y'know how kratos is a man of very few words and his vocab is mostly grunts (faye: am I suppose to decipher your grunting?) And how heimdall has a very... colorful language that is centered around sarcasm and dry humor? What about them two trying to figure out their love languages with each other?

Like, since heimdall has probs never felt what love is and has no idea what it means, he gets super self conscious whenever he hears kratos responding to him with his signature grunts? Even if he can read his mind he still can't really pin if kratos truly likes him.

And with kratos, maybe he doesn't understand heimdall's choice of words and stuff like that.

Idk i kinda rambled lol but thats just what I thought. You def do not have have to listen to me but I thought I'd share 😊

LOVE your writing!!!!

I find this adorable for some reason, so let me just write something for this. Its gonna be short but i might continue it

Consider this as the sequel to Humiliation for Pleasure and Mercy (and it's rewritten version which I will finish later on lmfao)

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As Kratos carries Heimdall back, he stops for a moment. Heimdall was still fairly limp, but still messy. His outfit had a few tears in them, but what worries Kratos is the stains and leftover liquid. He takes out a small rag that he occasionally uses to clean his weaponry and sits down, laying down Heimdall across his lap, almost cradling him. Heimdall felt small in the god of war's arms, it almost felt calming and protective.

He starts to clean the smaller god, getting stains out of his clothes the best he can, and being gentle when it comes to the leftover liquid that was stuck on his skin. Heimdall reddened at how gentle and soft Kratos was being towards him, feeling his hardened, calloused hands glide on his soft skin shot some sort feeling up his spine.

"Why.. Why are you being so soft to me? After everything I've said to you, and about your son.. Why?" Heimdall is curious about Kratos' intentions, so he looks up to him and looks at him in the eyes. Surprisingly, there isn't anything he could see. "Mn." Kratos murmurs. Heimdall seems a little confused with Kratos' response. "..Why?" He asks once more, and Kratos gives the same response, which confuses Heimdall more.

He picks up Heimdall once more after cleaning him up, and he continues onward to meet up with Freyr, Freya, Atreus and the others. "How do you think the others will react? With me being alive?"

"I suppose they will be surprised and shocked."

"What about your son?"

"Perhaps glad."

"Really?"

"Mnm." Kratos grumbles in an agreeing tone. Heimdall processes that for a moment before nodding.

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As they reach nearer and nearer to their destination, where Kratos and the others reside, Heimdall decides to strike up a conversation. ".. Why do you grumble so much?"

"It is apart of the way I converse, I am a man of few words."

"Use so little words, yet uses them wisely. You're an interesting man, Kratos.." Heimdall can't exactly tell if Kratos likes him, or if he just deals with his bullshit, and would kill him if he wanted to. It's confusing him, and he tends to overthink, which makes everything more confusing. It irritates the god of foresight. Heimdall then feels a bit, lightheaded. "..I feel, like I'm going to pass out.. What's happening..? Kratos..—" He attempts to reach out to the god of war out of panic, before his body fully goes limp and ragdoll, him going unconcsious. This was one of the side effects of the medicine that healed Heimdall's wounds from earlier.

Kratos sighs, continuing to traverse further, hoping his companions wouldn't freak out too badly about bringing home an Aesir god.

[kenjiyabuki]

my thoughts on 1st ep of boc's very own glee project:

copied from my mydramalist comment as i just want to archive my commentary, even though i will prob drop this show in the middle from messiness fatigue...

it wasnt bad as i expected so i will keep on watching for now as i am curious about how the cards will be dealt when people start voting. i went on twitter to get a general fan consensus but the tag was ONLY and only filled with people talking about mile lmao his stans scare me a lil....

i like mile but it would be fun if every ep had a different boc actor as the mc

when all contestants were like "omg this challenge is hard, i cant lie for shit" it made me laugh bc this is literally an ACTING challenge 😭dont say you cant act in the acting competition. thai bls will never beat the actors cant act allegations

if im not mistaken we never see pond's face fully, its always from behind/side but seems like he is gonna play a big part, leading the discussions etc. i wonder whats the point of hiding his face? it really bugged me

first hidden story being ANOTHER homophobic post from past like..... we need to learn about digital footprints in school. kindergarten even.

ofc boc is brave for putting that shit in first ep but i felt like they tried to portray a certain image with discussions (about bullying, self reflection, masculinity etc) it brought on. i think the only thing it lacked was the discussion on what these contestants (esp the ones w homophobic past lol) feel about acting in a bl, why do they want to act in one and just about the genre in general. and i dont want pr perfect answers too, i want truth. like being called gay affected max this much but now he is competing to get a bl part, what does that mean for him aside from sweet cash?

mini challenge rules being changed as they go along felt messy and unstructured. hope it will improve bc it gave me so much second hand embarrassment i had to fast forward lol

that canceled guy was giggling and jumping when he was picked as the owner of the homophobic post by a landslide. my guy at least look like you got kinda offended. like you know why they picked you........

i would love to see more acting challenges like improv etc bc heavy emphasis on airing out these young guys' mistakes/traumas/personal lives is bound to get too exploitative. but that wouldn't be too surprising...

i dont want to pick favs bc im side eyeing all the boys rn but i'll admit i enjoyed mio being sleepy and confused the whole time

[awkward-froogy]

Forgotten [Otto Octavius x reader]

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]

Summary: Your an Intern at OSCORP and have some background stuff with Norman, but your interning under Otto.

A/N: So slow burn lets go. lets be honest here, this is my first fic Ive ever posted so its messy and stuff, and i prob messed up some words/spelling but, soft otto, and btw no Rosie because he aint cheating. Also this is after SM1, Norman Survived it. I also tried to make Y/N as gender neutral as I could.

Warnings: a little unwanted attention

"Norman, you can't confuse the intern like this"

"Otto, I'm not doing anything wrong. You making these suggestions upon our relationship is entirely inappropriate. I think you should get to know them before coming at me with these allegations. Tomorrow the intern will be here, and you will be their teacher, understood."

"Understood." Otto has known for the past week this new intern and Norman have been getting too close to each other. Confronting Norman in hopes he would stop before anything bad would happen just made everything more confusing. Now he has to meet this person, knowing what has been going on between them and Norman. Should he confront them too? He was not excited.

The next day...

Y/N has been interning over at Oscorp for over a week now. They can't deny that they got the internship because of their secret relation with Norman Osborn. They had never meant for the relationship to start, but a drunken night at a convention had other ideas. They have only seen Norman a couple of times after the convention but not enough to call it a 'relationship'. Wondering down the new halls at Oscorp, trying to find Doctor Octavius' room, sliding their hand across the walls to get accustomed to them. Finally looking up Y/N found the room with the name across a rather small paper for 'Doctor Otto Octavius'. Y/N slightly looked in the room surprisingly seeing Norman. Y/N quickly shot back from the door, hitting the back of their head on the wall, creating a loud thud. You rubbed the back of your head, trying to numb the thumping. Norman walks out of the door laying his eyes upon the scene.

"Ah, Y/N... are you ok?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I... I slipped"

Norman looks at you confused but precedes to show you into the room. Introducing you to the Doctor,

"Here they are, finally," Norman raises his hand to you, "Y/N, hopefully, you already know somewhat of Doctor Octavius?" He looks at you, as you look down while slightly nodding. "Good, well now that you two are accustomed, I must be leaving. Lots to do with little time..." He makes his way toward the door, getting close enough to you to brush his hand on the back of your arm, it tickles. Unknown if this presence gives you excitement or makes you wish it never happened. Norman turns around one more time and says, "You two are going to do great things!" and leaves. Your kind of glad he's gone.

Quite flows around the room, looking up finally to see Octavius. Funny name Octavius, very super villain feel to it, you thought. You finally go up to reach out your hand, "Y/N Y/LN" he returns the gesture, "Octavius, Otto Octavius." It was quite awkward, he was actually pretty quiet for such a large presence he took in the room. So you took control, "I have looked over your work on atomic research, it is very intriguing," The Doctor looked up fascinated, he was a smart guy but not too popular to the public, "Oh, yes..." Otto then starts to ramble on and on about his research, totally forgetting you were there. You don't mind though, at this point you had stopped listening to his theories and explanations just to observe him. When he would get a little too excited on the topic you noticed the corners of his lips would curl into a small smile, it was cute. Otto finally looks up, realizing what he's been doing, stopping mid-sentence to apologize, you chuckle, " I don't mind, It is all truly interesting, but I do believe we should get some work done before Norman comes back." Otto responds, "Yes, Yes... well, I've been working on a combination of many things, but right now the main thing is my Adamantium Arms." He gets up from his chair walking to a cabinet, grabs a pile of papers, and brings them over. Wow, this is one tall man, you thought, he was at least 6'2. He sits back down quickly, pulling himself back under the protection of the counter like he was trying to hide from you. He flips through the papers getting you updated upon the projects, "we don't have to necessarily start on this today, I was actually hoping you could start on my side projects? Sorry, not to say...um... I just think" you cut him off, "No, I understand. I'm fine with anything. Just put me on a task and I'll do it." You slowly place your hand on his forearm, he looks up at you and you smile at him assuring him that anything is fine to you.

The day is almost over. It has been a pretty good day so far, you have conversed with Otto enough for the awkward silence to become not so awkward, which was progress. You hear a knock at the door, quickly turning your head in that direction, you see a face you've been dreading to see all day, "Otto, Y/N. How was your first day together?" Norman seems to only be looking at you while asking the question, which somewhat enrages you. You've noticed that Norman usually never acknowledges Otto, always seeing him as less than him. You reply, "It was very interesting." "Y/N do you need a ride home?" Norman asks, but you quickly blurt out that Otto was actually giving you a ride home. Otto quickly looks at you in confusion, but you just meet his eyes with a plead for help. He accepts the request, "Yes, I just thought it would be easier since I live closer to them." You fully know that Otto has no idea where you live, but it was a good improv on him. Disappointment coats over Normans' eyes, he states, "Y/N do you really want Otto to take you home, it's not a big deal where you live for me?" You look at him in surprise then look at Otto who seems not surprised in the backhanded remark. Then again Norman actually did know where you lived, sense one night you called him over to spend the night. "No, it's perfectly fine Nor... Mr. Osborn. Thanks for the offer!" Norman slowly makes his way towards the door, "Well, then. Have a nice night." He leaves in a rush, you feel slightly bad, Norman isn't a bad man, he might be egotistical but he's nice to you for the most part.

You look over at Octavius, "You don't have to take me home, I can just take the train." "No, it's fine I can take you home, I have the time." You walk out together, again with the doctor at his full height makes you feel very small compared to him. Finally, outside, Otto calls out for a cab. He opens the door for you to go in first, then closes the door and runs to the other side and gets in. "Where to?" the driver asks, Otto looks over at you with a questionable look you look at him with a worried expression, "Can you cover your ears?" he first questions you but agrees because you two had just met, considering that it is kind of weird for him to know your address, but that's not the true reason you had asked him to do so. The ride was quiet, Otto just kept his eyes out the window, intrigued with where they headed. When the two of you started to get closer to the destination you asked, "Doctor, would you mind closing your eyes? Please." Otto thought, again why are they being so mysterious, but he listened. His eyes were closed for the remainder of the time in the cab. The cab came to a stop, he heard you open the door, saying your thanks and goodbyes, then leaving. Otto couldn't help but open his eyes and make sure you got into your house safely. What surprised him was the area he was in, looking around he could see broken houses very close together, sketchy people roaming the streets. He didn't know what to expect about you, but he didn't expect you to live so poorly. Since you always looked so neat and nice, and you knew Norman of all people. He couldn't help but feel pity for you, which is the exact reason you told him to close his eyes. You've always been looked down upon for where you lived, that's why you suspect Norman has stayed by your side for so long. You look back to the cab before going into the house to see if he had listened to your request, his eyes were still closed, thank god. (Otto had seen you start to turn around and quickly closed his eyes again) You go into the rickety house you have called home. The cab pulls away, Otto keeps his eyes closed until getting home, due to feeling guilty he did open his eyes at your house. Getting out, grabbing his stuff, he has looked to your side and sees a notebook, you've forgotten it.

[elysianslove]

ok get this: hatefucking with atsumu. like the two of you hate each other so much and one day it reaches its boiling point and the hatefucking commences🎉 but. after that it’s not the same like,, you’ll (begrudgingly) be helping him with some sort of task and it ends with you fucking again. and that happens so many times.. like you don’t even know how but it always ends with fucking. but ofc you two deny any kind of attraction towards each other. and then maybe one day you decide to stop being in denial😳 and you maybe. hold hands🤭

(also i love your blog sm and im probs gonna be a regular here so could i be called 🧂anon please)

hi hi hi!!! yes pls u can be 🧂 anon for sure <3

i adore the concept of enemies to lovers with atsumu cause it seems so probable, so realistic with him. he pisses you off so much, and you the same with him, that there’s just an unbelievable amount of sexual tension between you two. and one day you’re arguing loudly and yelling at each other and you just go “fuck you, miya,” and he’s like “fine, if you want it that bad, i’ll give it to ya,” and the two of you fuck. he’ll more than likely take you from behind, just so he could be a little rougher with you, pull you hair, or shove your face into the mattress. 

and you think it’s a one time thing, but somehow the two of you always end up fucking. he’s fucking your throat angrily in some bathroom with you on your knees for him, your hair bunched up in his hands, and you hate it and you’re glaring up at him and he’s spewing insults at you, calling you a messy slut, a desperate whore, and instead of burning your face with anger it does so with arousal, with want, with desire. and you hate it, hate how much you want him. when you piss him off a little too much he’ll force his fingers into your mouth and fuck you like that, or maybe you’re in public so he’ll just wrap his hands around your throat in warning and it takes your all not to spit at him cause you don’t wanna cause a scene

but what if,,, one night he’s fucking you, but,,, he doesn’t really have the energy to be angry with you. maybe you’re in his bed or he’s in yours, and for the first time, he fucks you while facing you, and for the first time, he kisses you. it’s a very spur in the moment thing, so neither of you think about it when it’s all over and done with. but then every time after that he’ll kiss you before anything else, before fucking you till you’re absolutely spent, and the development is so weird, so twisted, so confusing. you’re not sure why he’s growing,,, softer with you, gentler, like all the hate and anger is completely washed away. 

and one night, when he rolls off of you, and you breathlessly sit up to go leave before his brother/roommate comes home, atsumu’s hand wraps around your wrist, and in a sleepy, shaky voice, face half buried in his pillow, he whispers, “stay.” 

and so you do. you stay for that night, and the all the nights to come after. 

[the-nysh]

This question has prob been asked tons of times, so I’m sorry if it’s an annoying question. I’m new to the fandom and I’m so glad to find your page and couldn’t help to hear your opinions.

I’ve been on Reddit and such, and the controversy regarding Garou is insurmountable. I wanted to ask you: between wc Garou and manga Garou, which route of execution for his character development do you prefer? I understand that both are the same characters, however there are differences in the way they’re presented. What do you think?

No worries, anon! Cause I understand where you're coming from - granted, his current story in the manga isn't finished yet, and even his post-arc tease in the wc hasn't given us complete answers for his overall story's future either (so both versions are still works in progress) so many possible things can still happen, and I can really only judge based on the content we do have.

But I'll say that way back when, it took 2 reads of the wc for me to 'get' Garou - as in 'ah I see now, everything revealed at the end was true after all; I understand where he's coming from' - however, that was merely an acknowledgement/understanding of his character, not a complete 'like' yet. As I used to be primarily indifferent towards his character...up til the manga's shed scene. 👀 Which was an original expansion over the wc (for the better), showing us true tests to his character when impressively pushed to the brink, that really got me to open my eyes and pay attention to the potential of his progression with more scrutinized interest.

Since then, the manga spending this much extra time gradually humanizing him past his initial (performative) impression, and exploring his actual bonds/connections with Tareo & Bang in ways that feel much more organic, are irreplaceable. I wouldn't trade those moments - where we closely get to know him and cheer for his progression - for anything. :O Also because so far, the manga has done nothing to betray/destroy his core character to me; he's behaved consistent/faithful to how I've come to know him, which has been no surprise (however the reddit theorists who totally want 'god' to interfere with him just to see him 'go evil' is what actually would ruin him.)

His wc route is clean, concise and wraps up his climactic end to the MA arc as an extremely solid, standalone, memorable piece of writing. Which leaves me very eager to see what becomes of him post-arc. (My pinned post remains post-arc wc Garou for a reason; to remind me of the amount of joy sparked upon the tease of his return, cause feeling that was also irreplaceable - there he is, and there's room for his story to continue towards more greatness.)

But meanwhile his manga progression has felt so much more personal - that I'm also extremely fond of manga Garou. ;o; Where he's had many awesome, character defining moments showing us the best version of himself - of the person he can be if only he realized/accepted his inherent goodness. :')) His struggles and confusion - at what he thinks/believes being in conflict with what he actually feels and what drives his purest actions...his route to finding himself (past his anger and pain, thru all his mistakes and triumphs) is messy, human, and oh so endearing and compelling to me (which definitely makes me feel the fond/warm fuzzies inside.)

I love both versions of him (yay 'two cakes!'), but I'd say I prefer the more organic path the manga took to get us to really know and feel for him. :O (As again, with just a wc read, he was still interesting/compelling there, but its execution alone did not get me to 'like' him as a character....it took more involved personal moments, and active attention on my part to spot/analyze them as more chs published, gradually revealed/explored over time, to perceive him as himself before the fondness truly set in. So I'm truly grateful for the manga's approach there.) Meanwhile, things are still up in the air concerning how the manga will conclude the current arc, but my eyes are certainly still wide open to see how it all turns out. 👀

[maybelenormand]

Le Très Grand Tableau - Octobre

Ah, so last time I was in the middle of the storm. Now I'm on top of it. I honestly don't feel like it but Rana George says if the cards say it is, then it is.

Because everything is tricky, I don't know if I should treat the Coworker Situation with the Lion card or the Dog, since in the weekly spread that fucker is the Lion ... I guess I should learn and use the Lion ... let's go with that.

Since I'm on top, everything under is everything I accept/control ( ha ! ) let's just point a thing or two. The Eye is about watch. Ryan Edward says if near the person, close friends are paying attention, if near Tower : "big brother is watching", if below the person, flying above radar. So ... Big Brother is Watching Me and Friends are Keeping An Eye but I'm Invisible. This is fine :)

The vibe I get from Eye + Tree + Whip + Dog + Cross is all about health matter. There's a bunch of doctor's appointment this month and Dog is often referred as such. And those are under my control because I made those appointments and I know why and where.

As for the future : I don't know what to think of the Rose. Its key word is Allure, its first description is "irresistible". I sure don't feel like it, even if I'd like to. Looks like some luck on the weight front ( or my boss ) but at some point it won't be anymore ( Clouds ) and on the other side there's the Cats again and the Lily. Looks like there'll be some confusion around flattery ?

Boxing myself won't give me much info, so let's do it. Tower + Woman + Rose : I'm fine by myself -> or good news from an Institution ?

Train + Eye + Fox : Moving for work. Maybe a mission ?

Tower + Train : going somewhere for the Institution or moving alone ( those walks were lonely to say the least )

Woman + Eye : Instinct ? Blind ?

Rose + Fox : No prob on the work/workplace front. Good to be there. Which would be a change from last month ...

Now, let's look at the Heart of the Matter : Fox + Heart + Hands Rider + Sun + Child Lion + Snake + Birds Sick Bed

Sun is in the middle so, October is a nice month. All success and everything. Cool. There's somekind of agreement at work : Hands are a deal. I use Fox as my work card since I am an employee. Good news from a Child or Good news concerning a new project. Success with that project that's for sure. Lion + Snake + Birds is making me laugh 'cause that just seems to tell me that Coworker will be stiring shit with that Other Coworker ( that I absolutely dislike and pretty sure is slanding me ) - Snake and they'll have talks Birds, chatting. Could also be Lion-boy chatting ( Birds ) with me but with lies ( Snake ) -> that Sick Bed is sure for them. But that Sick Bed is also for me, to tell me nothing is on strong foundation.

Ok now the fun, Meeting Points. With my wife ( Gentleman ) : let's say first that she's wayyyyy down. She's not at all a subject for me this month. Indeed, if I think she's working on project then I see her as dealt with ... which I shouldn't since we have Clouds and Flame. It is not as bad as one would think since Flame lessen bad cards and ... following the light gets you out of darkness ... Maybe I should remember that this month, whenever it'll get messy, just get back home.

With Coworker ( Lion ) : Rose + Whip. Now, I wouldn't know what that means. WTF ?

I can't check Weight Lost Project ( Bear ) as it is in my direct future ... and it could be that it's fine ( Rose + Clover ) some turbulences and some ego scratching ( Cats ) but fine ( Lily ) The last line, which is suppose to close everything : it troubles me because there's a sudden wealth, a depressed man ( or my wife ? ) and a change in the comfort zone and all surrounded by the Book, so a secret. The very least something unknown to me.

[alphawave-writes]

Clapback

Fuse/Caustic (GasGrenade? Fitznox? Dunno, I’ll use them both) SFW fanfic

Read it here or find on AO3 via this link.

Synopsis: Caustic decides to confront Fuse on a certain incident that occurred live on intergalactic waves involving Fuse's hand and his posterior.

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Caustic is certainly not the guy to get his ass slapped. Caustic is certainly not the type of person to let people close enough to even slap his ass in the first place, but the games forces him to take a closer proximity to people. Relationships are confusing, messy diagrams of webs and chains and links, just as human bodies are, and it reminds Caustic why he never went into Genetics. Or, for that matter, why there are few who would dare approach him.

But Fuse is a special type of individual with all of the worst traits of the dumbest legends. He has the loud mouth of Mirage, the act-first-think-later attitude of Octane, and—on the rare occasion he gets serious—the wry snark of that pestiferous Crypto. It's no secret that Salvo is full of savages, which makes him a surprisingly capable teammate, so of course the producers of the Apex Games decide that for his very first game, he should be in a team with Caustic and Bloodhound. Of course he talks a big talk, but otherwise he has shown himself to be a capable individual on the battlefield. Unlike Crypto or Natalie or the countless other scientists he knew in the past, Caustic doesn't expect Fuse to be the kind to stab him in the back.

And then Fuse slaps Caustic's ass. Live. For all to see.

And with that, his carefully tailored public reputation, the persona of Caustic, it has all crumbled down to a few key words. Caustic: the man who's ass got slapped on intergalactic waves, and appeared to like it.

"Mate, it's just a cheeky thing the mates do to each other on Salvo. You're telling me you guys don't slap each other's ass after a game of footy or somethin'?"

"This is not Salvo," Caustic reminds Fuse for what must be the hundredth time. Internally, he has to remember to check up what 'footy' is. Probably Salvonian slang for something gruesome.

"Yeah, nah, I get that, doc, you don't have to remind me," Fuse sighs. "Look, even I admit I was tryna rile up the crowd, but I didn't mean to get you stuck in all this sh—mess." 

At least the man has some common sense not to use such vulgar language around him. Quite frankly he finds such crude words indicative of low intelligence. "It does not matter what the crowd thinks," Caustic says, even though he knows that's a bit of a lie. "What matters is that you have put me in an uncompromising position."

"Well, I haven't got you to an uncompromising position yet," Fuse smirks.

Caustic glares at him. "I expect you to rectify this immediately."

"OK, OK, sheesh. Look, I'll let ya in on somethin', if you wanna let the whole thing slip away, you just gotta let it die first. Fighting fire with fire may work on the field, but it ain't gonna stop people from coming up with ideas. Trust me, the amount of people who thought I was shacking up with Mags—er, Maggie—of all people…" Fuse shivers. When Caustic doesn't look convinced, he adds, "I've got an interview coming up tomorrow. If it pops up, I'll just say it's a Salvo thing. If it doesn't, I ain't gonna say squat."

Caustic doesn't know if Fuse is more wily than he gives himself credit for, or if he is just as idiotically open as Caustic assumes him to be, but his first instinct is to trust Fuse will keep his word. It's a strange instinct for Caustic to have.

"Fine. But I expect you to not mock me anymore in the future."

"No prob, doc. Although if you don't mind an old fella saying something?"

Caustic just knows he's going to regret this.

"You do got a nice ass. Real girth to that thing," Fuse wolf whistles appreciatively as he not so surreptitiously glances at Caustic's behind. "Ditch the apron, and I bet that beauty could be an ordnance on its own."

"Fuse," Caustic growls.

"That's the name, don't wear it out," Fuse smirks.

With a surprising amount of speed, Caustic takes Fuse into a hold and shoved him to the wall. His voice is low, his hold absolute. Months  and years in the Apex games have taught him many, many ways to kill and just as many to subdue.

"Oy, easy on the vest."

"What's your game?" Caustic hisses.

"Nngh. Let go of me!"

"Or what?"

Fuse tries to turn his head, his laidback expression transformed into something darker. Caustic does not disbelieve Fuse's claims of being a mercenary on the last, but he found his boast of being one of Salvo's best a stretch. But he's

"You wanna try me, Doc Nox?" Fuse grunts.

"How did you…?"

That second of surprise is all it takes for Fuse to slip out of Caustic's grasp and reverse the situation, pushing Caustic into the wall. It is now that Caustic sees he has miscalculated. He was too tight, put too much strength and effort to shove Fuse into the wall. The correct grip is a little bit lower, utilising not just hands but knees. Fuse's hold might seem more laidback compared to Caustic's attempt, but there is no doubt that Fuse has done this plenty more times before in the past. Despite his bigger size, Caustic doesn't imagine he will slip out quite so easily unless Fuse allows him to.

So there are hidden depths to this man after all. A fascinating test subject for the future, to be sure.

"Don't think I didn't do my research before comin' here. I gave it all up to be here, and I don't go all in without knowing the stakes. Had a client of mine try ask me to track you down. Said that ain't my style, but I remembered. And when you stay a merc at my age," he taps his skull with his metal hand, "you tend to remember things."

Caustic grunts. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"We all know being in the Apex games protects you, and you know what? It's the same for me, mate. You play up the cameras, kill and get killed over and over again for entertainment, and if they like you, you get to live another day. And I also know once people know who the mysterious doc Caustic is, they ain't gonna risk letting you kick about and murk up the Apex bloody games."

"Then blackmail me. Kill me," Caustic hisses.

"Believe me, if I were hired to, I will. But since I'm not…" Fuse lets go of Caustic. He takes a step back, his light fingers drifting away from Caustic’s clothed limbs. The move is casual but done deliberately. A lot of what Fuse does and says, Caustic realises, is deliberate. Whether it's the result he wants is a secondary concern.

Caustic turns to Fuse and stares. "I do not know if you're idiotic or moronic to let me go without some form of payment."

Fuse sighs. "Doc, this ain't the games and this ain't Salvo. You said that, right? Ain't gonna spill your secret because I feel petty or nothing. We both want to be here, and we'll do our bloody hardest to stay here. You wanna take it out on me, take it out on the ring." His lips curl into a smirk. "I'm also more than happy to take it out in the bedroom, if that's your thing."

Caustic bristles. He's no imbecile, he knows when he is being propositioned, but he is not playing that game. Not with a man he barely knows. "You still want something from me. Tell me now."

"Well, if you really want to buy my silence," Fuse allows a small smile, "how about a drink sometime? You, me, couple bottles of beer, bit of classical music. Get to know each other better."

There is a lot to decipher with that sentence. A lot. But of all the the things Caustic can possibly address, "Classical music?"

"You know, Acca Dacca, INXS, Tame Impala. The real classics, not like that stuffy ones, ey?"

Caustic stifles a groan. "When you say classical music, I was expecting Mozart. Beethoven."

"Would you accept if I did that kinda classical music?" Fuse crosses his arms and leans just a bit too close to Caustic. 

"Typical Salvonian," Caustic mutters under his breath. Always so forward. Always think they can take whatever they want.  

"Ain't an answer, mate," Fuse says.

It's data. Possibly useful data from a new test subject. That's what he's going to tell himself. "One drink, at a venue of my choice. I can and will leave at any time I choose." 

"Deal. Tomorrow at 8 alright?"

"Fine."

"Cool. Then I'll see ya later, darl." Before Caustic can react, Fuse gives another firm slap to Caustic's ass and quickly walks away without another word, disappearing down the hallway.

As Caustic watches Fuse walk away, hand on his ass and equations ringing through his head, he begins to suspect that he might have bit off more than he can chew. He takes out his notepad, which he uses to write notes on the go, and flips over to the latest page.

8pm 12th February. Meet up with subject Walter 'Fuse' Fitzroy for alcoholic beverages and music. Objective: obtain data on subject. Ascertain weaknesses and strengths. Assess whether to team up with for future battles.

Note to self: bring padded pants and lotion.

[zed-36]

@ 18: the questions weren't actually that strict! you could interpret them however you liked :) that said, im curious what you would add to the story? i love reading ur ideas and interpretations of the characters n stuff!

oh no prob, i did enjoy thinking of what i could change without adding anything new (i will talk too much if i dont contain myself) BUT since you have asked...

ill share these ideas as a general change to the series as a whole (WR and Acceleracers- also i will call Acceleracers AC for short if i need to).

There is a lot i feel needs to change- but two major points are lore (and direction of it in the story) and characters.

The lore of the series is all weird due to what changed between WR and AC, but its also too surface level. its for kids, its probably why its not so expansive. but it does leave a lot of confusion to me and while i would have to spend much more time to fully “rebuild” the world, i will give some ideas on what i would see changed.

One, at least making it make sense all the way through. i think Acceleracers had the best ideas but it shouldve been expanded on in WR- WR barely touched on actual Acceleron lore. Overall i would like to see the Accelerons 100% remade from the ground up. i LOVE aliens and alien society but i feel all we know of them is they race. and thats its. and sadly AC wasnt seen through to where we may have seen a bit more. but they need to be redone, with lore also point to exactly why the drones woke up when they did, what their drive is, etc. Why is Gelorum the way she is too, very important lor aside from characters. I wouldnt want the series to become a huge Lore Dump but there are moments where they intended to drop lore and they just. dont really do that, at least not well. Imagining the series with more extensive lore would obviously see it being longer than what it is, which i think makes sense. in the end if i was to properly write out all lore it would be a huge rebuild of 1) the Accelerons as an alien society, in depth 2) the full origins of the Drones/Gelorums (how they ended up where they did, what makes them how they are now and 3) a more cohesive plotting of events that would lead to lore revealed. also developing what “Scrim” and “clyp” were, along with the actual depth of Silencerz and how far back they go has been on my mind a lot. scrim and clyp just vanish from lore but in my headcanon backstory for Gelorum, i mention how those things existed too. if anyone has more specific questions on lore tho i can answer those individually! its just a lot to go over lol.

The characters though, oh god where do i start. not gonna touch on every individual (feel free to ask about someone and how i would rewrite them/change them), but theres a lot i would want to see different.

Theres some good ideas in the series that are just not explored much, or the actions dont feel like they have impacts. And many characters have literally zero backstory to go off of... Everyone needs at least some kinda origin in mind, doesnt have to be said but knowing where they come from is one key detail that i think is nice to drop some times. characters referncing locations, where they went, etc... its little but its good to have. In the WR comics, most of these characters do have origins! but theyre completely forgotten in the movies it seems. it would have been cool it WR tied together some of these ‘really good drivers��� and maybe they were in the same races together or something. there are 35 people and none of them seem to know each other at least not in detail- other than Vert and Alec who are clearly friends. Kurt Wylde was written to have done some “illegal” modifications in a race, what is someone there knew him? what if it brought up tension/suspicions? Things like that, its all part of where they come from and its a shame the movies just dont connect them very well.

I think theres some specific characters i will give examples to ‘rewrtiting’ and most of it is AC focused!

Kurt & Markie..... i love them, really do! but after WR i just did not like where they went. i get it, kinda ironic for Markie to become such an opposite. buuuut it was a bit much to me. first off, i would actually expand on the “crime” and that would 100% change the outcome of the two. the period between WR and AC shouldve gone different and in turn, i think wouldve changed up MM and Teku completely! i want to imagine Kurt is trying to get away from bad habits after WR but, perhaps has a really good deal with someone who had also gotten him into illegal car part business in the past. he is tempted and ropes Markie in with the idea they could do so more secretly but are caught, and while Markie is nervous and young he spills all the beans, but none of that evidence goes to Kurt and he stays silent, managing to get out of it. However instead of Kurt going to Teku and Markie going to MM.... Kurt tries to join Teku in the idea of joining a less rowdy gang, but Vert believes full Kurt let his brother take all the blame- so they dont allow him in. He goes for MM, which takes him easily but this team’s energy really doesnt help him. In turn, Markie leaves jail and Vert is swift to allow Markie into Teku because theyre friends! and it helps keep Markie in a better place, not wanting to get back into bad stuff. The important thing is tho, this switch up wouldnt result in super harcore, asshole Kurt. i feel like instead, he would be in an awkward place of wanting to improve himself but MM’s rebellious attitude coaxes him into worse attitudes. AND... very much an oppurtunity for Gelorum to manipulate him once more, as the accelechargers are much more important to acquire, with multiple, we’d loop back again. in the end though! i could imagine the story would still bring in the same scenario- Markie gets taken by drones, Kurt saves him, they rekindle and Kurt also comes to realize he shouldnt give in to the ways he used to practice.

i think for AC, in order to find more interest in the characters,  a switch up with the teams would be neat. Markie and Kur swapping was always on my mind, but i have thought about Teku!Taro. I think it would’ve been cool to throw in an background guy from WR into MM... like Harrison Lau. some more familiar faces would bring interesting dyanmics considering their backgrounds. and it think it wouldve fleshed out the teams a bit more in places they lacked.

Another thing i think is clear is there is lots of unexplored potential. Like dyanmics i express with Markie, characters like Lani, Karma, Tork, etc... oh there is so much i would add for them. Karma has a weird thing with being mentioned to look like Gelorum, and her prefectionism too but it was never touched on. What if it caused conflict? What if it made her question their morals? Or with Tork- i would honestly just rewrite how he tackles Tone’s death and the resolution, that whole thing in movie was weird and messy and made no sense to me imo. Lanu had something going for her but she felt so disconnected from the WR characters in AC, which is a shame! oh there are so many to go over lol. i hope to tackle some of these loose ends in the fics i have in mind but yeah... there is so much to say about changing these characters!!

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #262

WoW will probably start to take over my life again tomorrow oof so expect surveys to slow down some.

What do you wish people wouldn't call you? The only one I don't really like is Girt calling me "kid." He doesn't mean it in a derogatory way or anything like that; he's just always called me that since I was a high school freshman and he was a senior. Now as an adult that's been through things I don't believe anyone deserves, it's kinda weird but more so frustrating as, regardless of his intentions, I somewhat feel belittled. I've never said anything directly about my discomfort, though, so it's my own fault. I just don't want to make him feel bad for doing it for years lmao. What do people say about your name upon learning it for the first time? They don't say anything; my name is very ordinary. Why did you choose the hair length you have? I have a few reasons. The biggest is because I was just bored of average, long hair, and the fact I was at the time having a very hard time with self-care. My hair would get incredibly knotted to where it was hard to even brush it sometimes. Makes me shiver thinking back on it. For my own sanity and ease, it needed to be gone. Also, with how STUPID hot I get, cutting it all off helped with the weight of my hair (it's v thick) but more importantly how hot it made me it the warm months. Zero regrets chopping it all off, omg. If your hair could be ANY color, what would you pick? At this very moment, I really want silver hair. Do you wish your hair was longer or shorter than it is now? It needs a trim. Do you think you're attractive? (It's okay to say yes =P) No; I think I wouldn't look ALL to bad if I lost some more weight (I've literally been on a weight loss plateau for two fuckin years). When I was perfectly healthy, I didn't think I was very pretty even back then, but now that I look back, I feel I was decently pretty. Not gorgeous, but. What is your favorite band? Ozzy Osbourne. :') What is your favorite movie? The Lion King. The second one is like directly behind it. Finding Nemo is also very precious to me. What is your favorite book or magazine? The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton and Johnny Got His Gun by Dalton Trumbo. What is your favorite song? Ugh, this is impossible. I love way way too many. I suppose maybe... "Death Inc." by Motionless In White? Idk. What is your favorite color to wear? Black, duh. If you could visit anywhere in the world, where would you go and why? South Africa because I want to spend time with and take pictures at the Kalahari Meerkat Project and especially pet a Whiskers meerkat. I WILL cry. Meerkats literally changed my life. So many people I wouldn't know... If you got the chance and wouldn't get caught, would you cheat on a lover? NOOOOO the guilt though. Someone drops a fifty dollar bill and doesn't notice. Will you tell them? Definitely. I'd feel awful otherwise. Would you ever pierce something on your face? I already have my lip and tongue pierced, and I did have my nostril pierced, too. I want more, particularly an undereye microdermal if I can switch to contacts... which I don't like. I think it'd look pretty dumb with glasses. Are you selfish? EVERYONE should be to a degree depending on the occasion. Doing what is best for you is not a bad thing. Are you mean to people who are different from you? Wow no. I find people "different" from me interesting. Do you make fun of obese people? By the BMI definition, I am one of those people. So take a guess? Do you eat when you're upset? I have to fight that extremely hard, because I usually do experience the impulse to comfort eat when I'm very depressed. I've gotten way better at it, though. What if you had to choose between feeding yourself or feeding your pets? I honestly don't know for sure what I'd do... but I think I would prioritize my pets, honestly. It would break me to watch them suffer and lose weight. What if you saw someone being beaten on the street? YOOOO I READ THIS AS "EATEN" FIRST. But anyway I'd call the cops ASAP. There's a possibility I'd intervene if I felt myself capable of taking on the assailant. What if it was you being beaten? According to the night terrors I've had beyond count, curse like a motherfucker and fight back while calling for help. Who's the most important person to you (related)? Mom. Who's the most important person to you (non-related)? Sara. What's more important to you, happiness or success? Happiness. What's more important to you, your happiness or someone else's? Depends on the person. List the ten most important things to you: Oh, yikes. No order: 1.) My peace of mind, health, and happiness; 2.) my family; 3.) my pets; 4.) my career future; 5.) my friends; 6.) a YouTuber I've never met lmao; 7.) my pebble from my partial hospitalization program; 8.) Teddy's ashes; 9.) the Mark mug Sara gave me sobs; 10.) and the RP site I'm on. Like if it disappeared tomorrow with all the profiles and history and stuff I would break the earth in half oof. Have you ever lived in a mobile home? No. Have you ever had your bedroom in a basement? No. How many times in the past week have you eaten fast food? Hm. I don't think once. In the house - shoes, socks, slippers or bare feet? Bare feet.\ Do you consider dogs inside or outside pets? Usually indoor, depending on the breed and the time of year. What’s your favourite piece of furniture in your house? ig my bed? Have you ever had a crush on a friend’s parent? Yikes no. Do you prefer carbonated or uncarbonated drinks? Sucker for carbonated over here. Favorite thing that you can see up in the sky? A full moon. Would you rather eat at the table or in your room? I'm so used to eating in my room. Do you like the sound of birds singing when you wake up, or is it annoying? I love it. If someone gave you a kitten, would you keep it? I'd love to, but it'd really be my mom's choice. What’s your ideal activity for a rainy day? Nap oh lawd. Favorite type of cracker? Cheez-Its. Banana sandwich... yum or yuck? Only yum with peanut butter. Animal you like to watch but sort of creeps you out: Spiders. Bagels or English Muffins? Bagels. Do you like to daydream about sex? I do it sometimes. Which of your parents do you laugh more with? My dad is really funny. Have you ever been to an open casket wake or funeral? Wake, yes. Who mows the lawn at your house? A family friend. Have you ever written a story from beginning to end? When I was little and was writing that meerkat story, yes. I started on the sequel but didn't get far. What’s a big turn on for you? Being genuinely interested in what makes me me. Actually wanting to know the littlest things about me. Just show sincere interest. Are you doing anything tomorrow? I do know I'm fuckin finally getting my laptop home. Does your car have a name? N/A Do you own clothes from any celebrity clothing lines? No, but a bitch is getting a Cloak shirt or hoodie at some point. Who was the last person you ranted about? My bitch of a cousin for being a disrespectful fuck when all my dying grandmother wants is to talk as a group with the whole family. I ranted to Mom though, not in the group chat because I'm actually mature enough to not talk shit when, again, all our grandma wants is peace and love between us at the end of her life. I was SEETHING. Know any magic tricks? I don't remember any. I LOOOOOVED those magic kits as a kid, though. Is there music in your head right now? Right now "Dirty Pretty" by In This Moment is on, so does that count as "in my head?" Would you like to become a dancer? It'd be very cool, most certainly, and due to taking dance classes so long, I tend to think of potential dances in my head when I hear like... any song, lol. I'd love to be one if I had the grace and endurance + no hyperhydrosis. Name one person of the same sex as you you wouldn't mind doing: Hunny I'm bisexual, there's a lot, lmao. Dream woman? Uhhhh. Maybe my friend Alon. She was like one of my first hints I wasn't straight, lmao. But idk, I find soooo many women to be attractive. What is the most gory film you've seen? One of the Saw movies. What a surprise, ik. Ever fallen down a hole? ZOINKS no. Do you work better in a clean or messy environment? Clean, durr. Do you know any vegans? Only online. Do you like bananas? I am VERY picky with bananas. They have to be perfect. My preferred ripeness lasts only like, two days. .-. What's a film you've seen that confused you? Oh boy, idk. I don't watch many films... especially if I'm confused and the plot isn't great, I'll stop watching. WAIT!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!! I went to see Warcraft when it came out and I was so fuckin lost just because the orcs' voices are so goddamn deep that I just sat there like "uhhhh sir come again????" I didn't play Classic, and I'm not great at remembering every aspect of the plot, so. I'm to this day p confused lmao. Do you ever wear black lipstick? I really only ever wear black. What is next to your bed? I have a white shelf to my left where I put my meds, a drink, the fan... that kind of stuff. My cat's food bowl is to the right of it on the floor. Are your fingernails dirty? Nope. Have you ever fell for someone believing you could "fix" them? Not for that reason, no. Describe a picture of yourself that you hate: LASKJDLKFJAOWJE my friend took a picture of me eating a hot dog once and joked she was putting that shit on Facebook and it was funny as shit but thank Christ she was in fact joking. Would you rather play a good or an evil character in a play? While I'd love to be the evil one, I'd probably make it too cheesy because I am a BAD actress. Has anybody ever lied to you just to impress you? Story of one of my "best" friendships. What's your favourite shade of blue? Baby blue, probs. Can you remember a world before iPods? I do indeed. On rides to school when I sat in the back, I would bring one of those portable CD players with me to play discs. Where did you go on your last date? I can't remember the place's name... Lume's? Something like that? Breakfast place in Illinois. Do people find you "cute"? It happens sometimes. Who does the best remixes? Oh idk, I don't pay much attention to this. Where do you get your news? Facebook, lmao. What social stigma does society need to get over? What DOESN'T it need to get over???? What was the last photo you took? Probably something funny on Facebook to send to Sara lmao. I will get memes to her some way. What mythical creature do you wish actually existed? As badly as I want to say dragons, I don't think it'd be a great idea, heh... Maybe dryads. What are you interested in that most people aren't? As of recently, TARANTULAS. I've fallen in LOVE with them. What's the most ridiculous thing you have bought? No clue. What sounds hit you with major nostalgia every time you hear them? The gem collecting sound from Spyro. It was my text ringtone on my last phone! I need to move it over to my current one. What was the biggest realization you have had about yourself? I was possibly the bigger villain than Jason in the breakup. But idk. What topic could you spend forever talking about? Gay rights. Which way should toilet paper hang, over or under? In the original patent, it was designed as going over. GMM knowledge. Therefore I find over as correct, BUT I ultimately don't care like... at all. I don't even really notice when I go in the bathroom. Are you usually early or late? Usually slightly early. What do you wish you knew more about? Politics so I could be a more helpful member of society alksdjfka;lw What is the most annoying question you've been asked? It's not really like, annoying I guess, but the closest would be just how frequently people see my lip ring and ask if it hurt. It's incredibly sensitive skin, and even if it wasn't, a needle went all the way through it. Like... guess. News flash: being stabbed hurts, lmao. Like I always explain that it's not awful, but duh, there is pain. What is your favorite milkshake flavor? Yummm chocolate. What was the worst phase in your life? 2020 thinks it's a bad guy, but lemme tell ya, shit's got nothing on 2016. Do you like sprinkles on your ice cream? I hate sprinkles on anything. Just an annoying texture with negligible flavor. The last time you went out to eat - what did you order? It was just a milkshake. Do you have all 32 teeth? I'm missing two wisdom teeth that just never grew in. Do you know how to do the moon walk? Never tried. What is one of your favorite comedy movies? White Chicks. Has anybody ever told you that you have a good singing voice? Yeah. I don't think I do. Onion rings or french fries? Fries. Not an onion ring fan. Who is the best cook that you know? Sara's mom is great, omgggg. She's cooked things I generally don't like yet I wound up enjoying. Can you name 3 different dinosaurs? Let's see: Spinosaurus, stegosaurus, velociraptor. I was a dino kid, man, just gettin' started. *finger guns* What's the largest amount that you can juggle at one time? I can’t juggle. What was your favorite thing to go on at the playground as a kid? I'd daaaash for the swingset. Do you know how much you weighed at birth? How much? Ummm I think 6-something pounds? 7? Where do you spend most of your time at? At home. In my bed. Exciting stuff, y'know. What noise does your favorite animal make? If my memory serves me right, they have over 40 vocalizations, but I'd say barking and chirping are the most ordinary/basic. Have you ever fallen in the toilet when you were little? lol I don't think so. What is the best kind of mac & cheese? I'm a basic-ass Velveeta bitch lmao. Who is your favorite oldies band? Boy oh BOY, you're asking a classic rock/metal addict. Of course it's Ozzy tho. But I love soooo many!! What is your favorite farm animal? Pigs! Do you like to play Monopoly? I'm not a big fan, no. What is the most fun restaurant you have ever been to? I like the vibe of Buffalo Wild Wings. Or I just have good memories there. What size bra do you wear? I'm actually not sure. I haven't bought new ones in a while and I don't think the ones I currently have are the right size anyway. Do you have a ceiling fan in your room? No. Who was your favorite Sesame Street character? I don't remember too well, but I think Cookie Monster? What about Muppet? Idr. What was going through your mind during the presidential campaign? I am sadly paying no attention. What do you think of the Duggar family ( 17+ kids )? Could you handle taking care of that many children? Ew, hell no. I don't believe the number of children warranted in a family should be legally monitored, it's much more difficult than that, BUT RATHER I'm very firm about knowing when it's more than enough. Population control is a thing. NOBODY needs that many kids imo, not even close to that. So far, what is the number one, best decision you have ever made? How has it affected your life? Letting go of Jason/accepting life without him. It has made my life much, much brighter and healthier. Have you reunited with any old friends recently? Was it awkward, or just like old times? No. When was the last time you talked to your first ex? February of 2017. Wow... been a long time. How different is your online personality from your offline personality? I am MUCH more outgoing and talkative online. What are your favorite holiday-themed movies? Jim Carrey's How The Grinch Stole Christmas, Hocus Pocus, The Nightmare Before Christmas, etc... Do you listen to Christmas/winter-themed music when the season comes around? No. Is there anything that you do that’s potentially controversial? Yes. What is your most recent obsession? Most recent, whew, tarantulas. I'm really gonna try talking Mom into letting me get one when/if we move. Do you say “merry Christmas” or “happy holidays”? To you, does it really matter which one is said/you say? Do you do your best to remain politically correct? Instinctually, I say "merry Christmas;" that's what has always been said around me. I personally see zero problem in calling it whatever... Like just appreciate someone wishing you well. You get the concept, and that's all you really need imo. As for political correctness, I'm kinda... down the middle? Like I feel it's been taken way, way too far, but I see some caution in wording as wise. If you could relive one week of your life, which would it be, and why? Would you do anything differently, or keep it all the same? Ugh, my first visit at Sara's. I just loved it so, so much. I think I wouldn't change a thing. It felt perfect. Is there a part of your life you wish you could remember, but can’t? Sometimes when I take these surveys and they ask "how old were you when...", ha ha. Frustrates me. What was the last thing/event to trigger a painful memory? It was last night, actually. The Final Fantasy VII remake is out, and I started watching a YouTuber I like play it. Jason got me to play the original, playing it a lot when we spent time together, but I only got a bit beyond half-way through before my PS3 broke. Cherished memories, so it was decently triggering indeed. I loved the game though and ABSOLUTELY want to see it played out in its entirety, so I shoved past the pain and am glad I did. Now I'm anxiously awaiting the next video aljkdsjfawe Y'ALL I wanna play more FF. What do you think of people that choose not to vote? I can't say anything, seeing as I never have voted before... Are you keeping anything from the people you love? Nothing important, no. Have you ever written a suicide note, whether joking or not? Yes, and that stupid novel is one of my biggest regrets. Who the FUCK would joke about that, though. When was the last time you let something ‘go to your head’? Not even like an hour ago. This happens allllll the time. When are you most likely to show off? Maaan Guitar Hero used to be good for that shit, ha ha. I was an expert at that back in its day. I haven't played it in forever, and on the rare occasion I do, I am suuuper rusty. Which would you prefer: spectacular view of the ocean, or of the mountains? MOUNTAINS!!!!!! Do you follow any dating rules/play any dating games? No. When was the last time you felt extremely confident about something? ME????????? CONFIDENT???????????? WHAT A CONCEPT!!!!!!!!!! When was the last time you blew the seeds off of a dandelion? Wow, not a clue. Probably not since we lived at my old house and I would go on walks down the path. What was the last thing that happened that you couldn’t explain? Oh I dunno. What do you do with all of your spare change? I just keep it in my wallet. Where did you hear about your all-time favorite band? He was and still is one of my mom's favorites! How many cans of soda do you drink in a day? AHHHHHH soda is my biggest nutritional weakness. I refuse to let myself drink more than one a day now though. It's funny and disgusting, when I was HEALTHY AND SKINNY I could on a rare occasion start a fourth can in a single day. Nowadays the thought almost makes me shiver. What is the oldest thing that you own? and the newest? The oldest thing, ummm. Not sure. Probably a stuffed animal in the attic. I just got two new books today! Is there anything you wish you had never found out about? Yep. A number of things. What is something that you refuse to believe in? Astrology. What is something you wish more people believed in? Gay rights. What food is your ultimate comfort food? Ice cream. Have you ever put anything inside a time capsule? What? OMGGGG I remember doing this in elementary school as a class! I don't recall what was in it, though. Is there too much violence on tv, or are people to sensitive? Too sensitive, but also negligent. It's got a lot to do with raising, imo. Don't show kids wild shit at too young of an age, and when they are shown this kind of stuff, you make it obvious that the behavior/content is unacceptable irl. Entertainment is not responsible for someone's shitty actions made with their own volition. What is something you used to fear, but no longer do? My first huge fear was thunderstorms. Now I enjoy them lol. Do you think it’s important to know a 2nd language? Not mandatory, no. Especially depends on if you're going anywhere. Do you know anyone that’s just naturally good at almost everything? My old friend Hannia IMMEDIATELY came to mind. She was the best in class GPA-wise, first chair for flute in band, and just in general STUPID talented. Do you know anyone that’s just bad at everything? BITCH ME What is one emoticon you use often? A sarcastic :^) or <3 What is one emoticon you almost never use? A lot, particularly ones with equal signs for eyes.

[captainrogers-ass]

Save Me - Chapter 7

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader, multiple MCU characters

Word Count: 2619

Summary: Y/N has finally landed her dream job as a lifeguard on Midgard Beach, but how well will she fit in with the team and how will she cope after grabbing the attention of the blue-eyed Captain?

***Masterlist***

A/N: So I’ve decided that there will be 10 chapters for this story so I’ve only got three more to post which I’m actually quite sad about. I’ll probs post a bunch of oneshots that can tie into the story cause I’m actually really in love with this AU but the official storyline will end after the tenth chapter :( . Anyway I hope you all enjoy the update and feedback is always appreciated xxx

Monday had viciously attacked you from behind, the weekend having seemingly disappeared before your very eyes. The chilly air tried to penetrate your blanket’s defences, failing as you wrapped your bed covers further around you successfully encompassing your body in the warmth of your bed once more.

Your alarm came to life from its position on your bedside table, having awoken once more after snoozing it several times, each time only prolonging the inevitable as you refused to believe that your sleep was coming to an end. Stretching your limbs out you quickly reached over and turned your alarm off, retreating quickly under the warmth of your blankets once more.

You revelled in the comfort of your bed for a few more minutes before begrudgingly throwing the covers away, wincing as the cold air attacked your warm skin. Hastily pulling a hoodie over your figure you slowly made your way through your home, getting ready for the day with your eyes still half lidded from sleep.

After having scoffed down a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast you lazily returned to your bedroom, locating a clean uniform before readying yourself for the chill that would encompass your body as you removed your clothes. Breathing in several times you finally gained enough courage to face the cold, ripping your hoodie and pyjama shirt off quickly as you kicked your pyjama shorts to the floor. Sliding your bathing suit on took up the most time as goosebumps began to form on your skin, ignoring them as you slid the uniformed shorts and shirt on before layering it with your lifeguard hoodie.

Even though you had changed as quickly as possible the lack of warmth from your new outfit caused a shiver to run down your spine as you slid your shoes on before heading in to the bathroom to brush your teeth. A pile of old makeup lay discarded on the vanity, ancient and most likely past their use-by date. Since you worked in the ocean makeup would only act as a hindrance so it had never played a large part in your morning routine.

After brushing your teeth you applied SPF moisturiser to your skin, rubbing it in until it had disappeared. You tried for several minutes to brush your hair, getting more frustrated by the minute as your brush continued to get stuck on several knots. Giving up, you threw the brush back down instead electing to mask your mane by whipping your hair into a messy bun.

You weren’t altogether satisfied with your appearance as you stared at yourself in the mirror but knew that you didn’t have the resolve to fix it any further. With one last glance at your reflection you grabbed your keys and helmet from their position by the door, wheeling your bike out alongside you.

Slinging your backpack over your shoulders you mounted your bike with ease, pedalling off towards the faint sound of crashing waves. You were glad that you lived so close to the ocean, the smell of salt and the familiar seaside sounds often sending you to sleep at night. The small house that you rented from an old lady down the street was quaint and old, yet it had a homey feeling about it that caused you to fall in love with it the first time you had stumbled across the ‘for rent’ sign that had stood tall on the lawn.

The ride to work was short as the wind whipped at your face causing you to snuggle further into your oversized hoodie. After only a few minutes you rounded the bend coming face to face with the spectacular view of the ocean from the top of the hill. You ceased your pedalling as gravity began to pull you downwards, reaching the tower in record time.

Most of your coworkers were already present in the room, laying on the couches as they talked amongst themselves. Peter greeted you first as you entered the room, heading straight to your locker to store your backpack away before joining the small group on the couch to join in on the conversation.

The rest of the team trickled in one by one until Tony was the only one missing. Steve, electing that he was probably just running late, began his morning briefing before the front door was opened with an unnecessary amount of force.

“I’m here and I have an announcement!” Tony called dramatically, causing Steve to stop what he was saying and turn to him in confusion.

“Tony, you’re late, I’m already halfway through the briefing,” he tried to say before being cut off once more.

“And I do apologise for that Captain but I think I have more exciting news. As you all know my birthday is coming up this weekend so I’ve decided to have a little get together. You’re all invited to my birthday party this Saturday at The Black Panther. Dress nice and don’t buy me clothes as a gift; I don’t have time to return them.” A few cheers erupted around the room, the team clearly excited for the upcoming event.

“Thanks for the pressing news, Tony,” Steve said sarcastically with a small grin leaking from his authoritative exterior.

“No problems Cap,” Tony responded playfully, slapping him on the back before slouching down on the couch beside you.

“As I was saying,” the Captain continued. “Peter and Y/N are at position one, Tony and Bruce at position two, Sam and I are at position 3, and Nat and Thor are in the watch tower today.”

***

Friday had slowly meandered its way towards you, taking its time throughout the slow week to finally make an appearance. Sunlight filtered in from the window in front of you, warming your face as you closed your eyes, revelling in the warmth. You stayed like that for quite some time, listening to the waves crash down on the beach below.

Steve struggled to open the door to the watch tower, his hands full with the two coffee cups as the bag containing the pastry was gripped tightly between his teeth. You opened your eyes and glanced at the door when you heard the ruckus, smiling to yourself as you watched the large man push the door open with his leg.

“Do you need some help?” You called to him causing his gaze to flick up and meet your own, your heart beating slightly faster as he smiled at you.

He grunted in negation as he made his way over to you, placing the cup down on the desk. Your brows furrowed in confusion as you finally caught sight of the cups, their glass bodies and plastic lids a major contrast to the normal styrofoam cups.

“They’re reusable cups!” Steve declared, interrupting your train of thought as he noticed the confusion on your face. “Since you got so angry about the plastic in the ocean last week I thought I’d help contribute to saving the environment.”

A sweet smile was plastered across his features, clearly proud of his purchase, as your mouth fell open in shock. It wasn’t a very big action to most but it meant everything to you. Without thinking you stood from your chair and wrapped your arms around Steve’s broad form. He instantly became tense, a shocked expression forming on his features, before his muscles relaxed and he brought his own arms to rest on your back gently.

The hug lasted longer than you expected, your body unconsciously relaxing as it clung to Steve’s broad form. He was warm and comforting and smelt so good that you closed your eyes as you took him in, revelling in the feeling of his arms around you.

“It’s only a cup,” he chuckled awkwardly.

“It means a lot to me Steve,” you responded as you pulled away, your heart aching to hug him again. “I know it’s only a small gesture but I really do appreciate it.”

A broad smile covered his face as he saw just how grateful you were, his heart aching slightly as he watched your face light up. If he had known that a reusable cup would bring you so much joy he would have bought one weeks ago. He couldn’t help himself as he continued to stare at you, the smile only growing bigger as you admired the cup before you.

His heart tugged painfully at his chest.

“When you’re done give me your cup and I’ll use them next week to get our coffees,” you said excitedly, looking up from your drink to find Steve’s gaze lingering on yours. His gaze dropped for a split second and you swore that he had glanced at your lips.

Your train of thought was interrupted as the door to the watch tower swung open as Natasha and Clint wondered in, greeting you when they spotted you by the windows. Wanda, Sam and Bucky entered not long after them, causing Steve to leave your side as he got ready for the morning briefing. He smiled to you as he walked away, wondering over to Bucky and Sam to greet them.

“So what are you planning to wear to Tony’s?” Wanda asked as she took a seat next to you.

To be honest you hadn’t really given any thought to Tony’s party, knowing you would put together a last minute outfit from the minimal clothes in your wardrobe. But the more you thought about it the more you realised that all of your clothes were mainly workout related since you rarely ever went out.

“I don’t know actually. I don’t really have anything party appropriate,” you confided in the girls as Natasha’s eyes lit up in shock.

“And you wait until the day before the party to tell us that?”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine. I’ll find something.” You tried your best to ease Natasha’s worry.

“No, not good enough. This is your first official outing with the work group; this is the first time anyone’s going to see you out of the uniform,” Wanda interjected.

You hadn’t thought about that.

“Plus I’m sure you want to catch someone’s attention at the party,” Natasha whispered as she not-so-subtly glanced from you to Steve, quirking an eyebrow suggestively.

Before you had time to object Wanda cut in.

“That’s it, we’re taking you shopping after work.”

***

You had to admit that shopping definitely wasn’t your favourite pastime. The shopping centre was crowded and noisy, seemingly full of people who were determined to walk in front of you at a snails pace.

Nevertheless you had to admit that hanging out with Natasha and Wanda outside of work was quite fun. You chatted and joked, the conversation never once coming to a stop as you weaved your way in and out of several different stores.

“That jacket is stunning,” Wanda announced as you came out of the change room.

“The top is not,” Natasha chimed in earning a nod in agreement from Wanda.

Turning around you inspected yourself in the full length mirror. The jacket was cute, you admitted, as you changed position, viewing the item from a different angle. It was a simple cropped leather jacket, the fake leather falling around your figure in just the right way.

“If you don’t get it, I will,” Natasha spoke up, eyeing the jacket jealously.

“No I like it. I reckon I’ll get it.” Wanda squealed in excitement at your first purchase of the night.

Time seemed to fly by as the bags in your hands seemed to double in number. It had felt nice to treat yourself to some new clothes, something you didn’t do very often. You became more and more disheartened the more stores you visited, the search for an outfit for the party wielding nothing so far.

Wanda and Natasha, also holding numerous bags between them, had located outfits for the event several stores ago, but nothing had yet caught your eye.

Your mouth widened involuntarily as a yawn escaped from your lips.

“I think I’m all shopped out, guys,” you stated, rearranging the bags in your arms so that they sat more comfortably.

“But you haven’t found anything for the party!” Wanda protested.

You raised your arms towards her. “I’m sure I can find something among this haul.”

“Alright, one more shop and then we’ll call it quits,” Natasha conceded before leading you into the last store of the night.

The bright lights scattered around the room blinded you for a few seconds as your eyes adjusted, the overwhelming aroma of a nearby diffuser filling your nostrils. The store clerk welcomed you as she saw you enter before leaving the three of you to browse.

You all split up, branching off as you went to explore seperate parts of the store. Since the room was void of any other customers you didn’t feel embarrassed when the other girls called over to you to show off an item they had found.

“Y/N!” Your head whipped up as you heard Natasha’s voice. “What do you reckon?”

She was holding up a black lace bodysuit which appeared as if it wouldn’t cover much of your skin if worn.

“I think it’s more your style than mine!” You called back.

“I was hoping you’d say that,” Natasha grinned, folding it over her arm to try on later as she continued to browse.

You were flicking through a rack of dresses when one fell from the hangar onto the floor. Reaching down you awkwardly tried to hang it back up, finding it difficult due to your already full hands. However as you grasped it before you you began to admire it.

It was a sweater dress with long sleeves and a high neckline. Its dark green texture stood out among the rack, the thick material feeling extremely light as you held it. The hem was quite short, you noticed, expecting it to fall further up your thighs than you were comfortable with.

You held it up nonetheless.

“Thoughts?” You called to Nat and Wanda, catching their attention.

“Love love love,” Natasha replied as she walked over to inspect the dress.

“You have to try it on,” Wanda urged, following close behind Nat.

They practically dragged you to the change rooms as they shoved you inside, closing the curtain behind you as they grabbed your bags from you hands.

The dress was nice, you thought to yourself as you inspected yourself in the mirror. It was tighter than you realised, hugging every curve of your body in just the right way. You sighed with relief when the material stretched down further than you had first thought, the hem of the dress resting around the middle of your thighs. The green looked nice on you, contrasting the tan you had accumulated during your patrols, the long sleeves and high neckline doing a good job in hiding the hideous tan lines that were the consequence of your bathing suit.

You opened the curtain that led out into the store finding Nat and Wanda waiting patiently behind it. Their eyes grew wide as their eyes locked with yours.

“What?” You questioned with a hint of panic in your voice, fearful that they hated the dress. “Don’t you like it?”

They stood silent before you before Natasha finally spoke up, “If I was gay I would totally have the hots for you right now.”

You chuckled at her remark, blushing slightly.

“All I’m gonna say is that if you don’t buy that dress I will happily buy it for you,” Wanda chimed in.

A smile encompassed your face as you took in the girls before you, wondering what you could possibly have done to deserve such beautiful friends.

[oswednesday]

could we possibly get an update on your tmasona :3c i feel like maybe some things have changed, or i'm just getting confused...

omg yeah i need to update their art ref! ill get to it, i have to finish up some other stuff first! omg yeah ive been adjusting things as i go, making themes clearer i guess! or w/e fits the setting better a i listen again, omggg thank you for asking, also im so rendered playdough soft that youre keeping track enough to feel confused like,o mg ;x ;, okay so updates!:

-theyre born in america to a beholding cultist group, their parents are like Teachers With Doctorates, they have six other siblings (who also all go different ways) the upbringing is like zero privacy 100% authoritative, they live on the compound which doubles as like a high end Alternative Schooling, i imagine they would have called their parents ma'am and sir more than mom and dad, its competitive family dynamic and theyre being Trained to take the archivist position on the off chance that gertrude dies of old age (i think given that a branch in china had a guy lined up thats a reasonable thing to assume the cult does as a whole?), they attend like a compound boarding school with other cultist children (like, america has A LOT of cult compounds,, so i think it would be def a thing for dread god followers, and since tmi has like Some kind of academic standing, with american culture there’d be some kind of accredited legitimacy to the school)

-they go to whatever fancy university for a weighted accelerated library sciences program that their family has a connection to, with like the smallest bit of experienced freedom they also take art classes at a Less Nice For Profit liberal school thats just a block or so away from the other as it tends to be in small american cities that are designated college towns, theyre like so paranoid about being caught and watched and judged that they go through the whole trouble of fabricating a whole entire different person to be for the other school which does not check anything ‘cause theyre getting paid, which like the money dries up a bit enough for them to start up some Fraud, i think the very start of like the identity theft is the End, but before that they would keep track of everything like taking notes about different places different selves needed to be, keeping track of lies the best they could, theyre the only one of the siblings left who havnt made it Super clear theyre with a different patron, so they feel the obligation to keep it up, i also think there’d be a lot of, wow no one can ever know anything about my terrible fucked up monster life so no one can get close, i cant even get close to me, vibe going on with all that

-this is the lead up to the psychotic break they have, and it Looses them up enough to experience the spiral, during the break down they find a book that Feels Familiar and its like, transcribed recordings of children in therapy conversations accompanied with art from the patient , it probs has a Misleading title like “my wonderful changing body and me!” like one of those youre going through puberty and instead of helping you emotionally im going to toss a book at you and leave the room kind of thing

-so they get lost a while, read a book in peace, break a mirror in a way thats v symbolic, like a representation of their sense of self becoming fractured, they use their blood to mark where theyve been, its all very trans formative and dramatic, (like they def arnt using they/them before this, they embrace the multiplicity of it all)

-their Purpose is to lead victims through, they create and maintain narrative mazes for people to get lost in and lead them to madness (so, like the metanarrative function of pyramid head, or like the bartender+delbert grady in the shining, or like the night clerk in the first downfall game? i guess the second one too but the first one has that vibe im going for and is less symbolic over all), this also means they like vacuum up after a messy meal

-the title that old fashioned people use is the minotaur, but stuff about their role within the cult as a concept is like jaws of madness, the teeth, the porter, doorman, caretaker, maid, whatever nondescript jobs victims see them having

-happening simultaneously to that metaphysical stuff, their physical self drops out of everything and a distant aunt offers to take them in which their family is Fine with cause their a disappointment and all, but it turns out their aunt is a house that like uk buzzfeed and travel blogs calls the mouth of madness, its like a winchester house, m takes it over and converts it to a bed and breakfast tourist spot for the income and it just, becomes a legit hotel business (but i think thats after the great twisting fell through)

-so timeline wise its, breakdown, impulsively marrying the physical embodiment of the lonely,the great twisting, hotel

-like cause they had no place of their own there was no place for them to go after the twisting fell through so they went no where, it was real upsetting tho

-things that not every minotaur had but some could do so this is like personal quirks! is they can move the understanding of physical things to create obstructions as long as its repetitive,so making mazes and labyrinths! and sometimes their fabricated spaces are like noticeably fake, they also cant balance a lot of victim plots and make new space like the first purpose comes first even when the second function would benefit

- they look however you expect them to look whatever that means for you but they also have a static like base self that they can like, replace with other selves

-like seeing the pure concept like how the distortion is that weird long fuckhands thing, their True shape is like a vitruvian man in constant motion like a photographic blur, you could probs see how a leg could be a tail and how shifting heads and shoulders could be horns and how weapons held by many hands are hooves of a beast

-there’s not always time for any of that so sometimes they have to just lock someone up, let their mind fill in the blanks and do them an insanity, box cutters have a nice sound but power drills are more appropriate for quick jobs

-they can fully Check Out of their physical body and just leave it there, they eventually have to go back and get it tho, it can do its own thing but its primarily customer service auto pilot

-their dreams are like realistically mundane, with the occasional interruption of something that catches up with them (like if they cut their hand off irl itll be fine but theyll eventually have a normal dream where their hand gets severed) (they also do a lot of work in dreams but they like differentiate between like im consciously doing stuff in the dreamscape and im a victim here dreams but theres no real, difference, thats not really their thing to be in control of)

-i think the sum of their personality would be like someone who exclusively talks in customer service voice and when theyre not working theyre a nervous wreck, they hide behind stuff when ever they can and feel more comfortable with something between them and other person like a wall or a magazine or a counter desk, that sort of thing