#i tried for this to be things that i dont really see talked about

[despairots]

HiiI! Mayy I request anaxa, phainon n mydei whit a gn reader that has very bad self esteem but they don't show it? One day Reader overheard some people talking bad about them. How reader Dont deserve someone as good or as amazing or as smart as their boyfriend. Reader start to believe those things were true, how their boyfriend was too good for them.. So reader kinda ran away from their boyfriend ((ahem... More like ghosted but YK)) because they genuinely think their too good for them. It went on for weeks until they conered reader on why their ignoring and avoidant them.. Than reader kinda snaps,breaking down and telling them the truth.

So anyway, have a nice day! （๑ ᷇ 𖥦 ᷆๑)♡

━━━━━━ LOVE YOU ANYWAY.

𓏵 phainon x gn!reader , mydei x gn!reader , anaxa x gn!reader ♱ fluff , angst

⟡ ݁₊ . ˎˊ˗ running back to you. these banners rn r so boring😞 waiting for phainon, anaxa and cerydra is like waiting for my husband to come back to war

♱ phainon! (childhood friends to lovers)

phainon was everyone’s hero, everyone’s dream man. someone so unobtainable yet obtainable, but he shouldn’t have been yours in the first place. you weren’t trying to be a bother, really. you didn’t wanna burden phainon with anymore responsibilities because of your lack of confidence, so you handled it yourself.

by locking yourself away from him.

you didn’t mean to overhear, but you couldn’t help it. people are naturally captivated when they hear their name brought up, so no one could blame you for eavesdropping. you should’ve backed away, you should’ve known caring would get you nowhere but hearing your name slip out already had your heart down to your stomach.

“they’re not good enough for him. he’s a hero, and they’re what…? a nobody.”

maybe what they were saying was true, you weren’t really anybody. sure, you were one of his friends back when you two were younger, but you weren’t anything special. phainon could reassure multiple times that you meant the world to him, but deep down, maybe he was lying. you were nothing compared to him, he could find someone in his actually league.

maybe they were right.

you left him alone ever since. you stopped coming by, only replied to his messages with two words or stickers, and stopped planning dates. phainon noticed, of course he noticed. at first, he thought to just give you space, maybe you were going through something. but then a week passed by, and then 4 weeks, and phainon’s standing on your front porch with flowers.

did he do something wrong? was he not giving you enough attention? no, you knew how important his duties as a chrysos heir was, you even told him to put it above anything else. you couldn’t possibly be mad at that, right?

his hand went up to knock being stopped when he heard you call out his name, “…phainon?” the latter snapped his head to you, lighting up instantly at the sight of you. unbeknownst to him, you were dying in the inside. you didn’t wanna see him, not after everything you did to avoid him.

“are you okay, love? you’re not mad at me, right? did i do something wrong?” he bombarded you with questions, inching closer to you as you tried to keep cool, unlocking your front door and unconsciously letting him in. you didn’t look him in the eyes, taking the flowers gently out of his hands and placing it somewhere else, leaving phainon to kick his feet infront of the door.

why weren’t you talking to him? did he actually do something wrong to upset you? phainon noticed you taking the flowers out and placing it a glass vase, walking up to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. the sudden contact made you tense up, the flower in your hand being lowered when you felt his kiss, “are you mad at me?”

you shook your head, “no… never at you.” phainon blinked at your answer, squeezing you closer to him, “then why have you been ignoring me?” the sound of genuine hurt in his voice made your composure falter, “just… haven’t been feeling well.” you shrugged nonchalantly, the response making phainon frown.

“for 5 weeks?”

“i’m being serious.” he turned you around to face him, hands on your face as he forced you to look at him, “if something’s wrong, just come out and say it.” you narrowed your eyes at him before sighing, looking down from his eyes, “am i… even worth your time?” the vulnerability in your question had him pausing in his tracks.

“of course you are! why even say that?” you still weren’t looking at him, “i don’t know, there’s so many other people who are better than me. why not choose them?” phainon exhaled deeply, pulling you into a hug and feeling you hesitantly hug him back, tears starting to stain his clothes.

“[n], i’ve known you for my entire life. you know what food i hate, what food i like, and what i’d do for you. there’s no one else i wanna spend the rest of my life with, and if we ever were to separate, i’d find you because you’re the only one i have eyes on, and you’re not leaving me anytime soon.”

♱ mydei! (sunshine x grumpy)

mydei already has enough to deal with, like the expectations of the his kingdom and as well as being a chrysos heir. he doesn’t have time to deal with your insecurities (at least you think so), and you don’t bother him by asking for constant reassurance, that’d be really annoying to deal with and you didn’t want mydei to grow tired of you because of it. because you loved him so much, you kept it to yourself.

it didn’t help when you heard verax leo tell you everything everyone thought about you.

you were just walking past him before he decided to ruin your day, calling out to you and asking if you wanted to hear the latest rumours. stupidly, you agreed, ignoring mydei’s warning of just walking away from him whenever he says something stupid. you shouldn’t have wasted your time on him anyway, and you should’ve taken mydei’s advice more seriously.

“people whisper that prince mydei deserves someone more… eye-catching, and not ugly.”

your heart dropped to your stomach, feeling the words weave into your bones and nestle into your brain, damaging your already fragile self-esteem. you covered up your wounded hurt with a scoff, telling verax leo that he shouldn’t waste his time on you ever again before leaving. out from anyones views, you blinked the tears aways, wiping away any that managed to escape.

you avoided him the next day, and after that, and the day after that, until it became 2 weeks.

mydei asked at first, seeing you read his message and replying with a thumbs up. he thought maybe you were mad at him, and just needed to be alone, until those two weeks passed and he found you talking to hyacine. he saw the way her eyes widened with concern, grabbing your hand to comfort you before her eyes flickered to him, stiffening and waving goodbye to you.

you were confused, surprised at her sudden departure and turning around, bumping into his hard chest with a yelp. mydei made sure to grab your forearm tightly but gently, making you unable to leave as you refused to look at him, a troubled look on your face.

“are you mad at me?” you shook your head.

mydei blinked, “then why avoid me?” you shrugged a few minutes later. the half-assed responses making him sigh deeply, he understood that either of you may be bad at communicating, but he desperately wants to know what’s wrong so he can fix whatever he did or what anyone did.

“[n].”

you tried blinking away your watery eyes, staring at the ground to hide the truth of it all. if you even spoke, your voice will crack, and mydei would want an answer. you didn’t want him to know, you didn’t want him to see you like this but you guessed things can’t always be inescapable.

“do think i’m ugly?” mydei raised an eyebrow at your quiet tone, the question throwing him off completely, “…no. where is this coming from?” scratching your cheek, you lifted your head barely, mydei catching the teary eyes as his narrowed, “what happened?” you mumbled something under your breath, toying with your fingers.

“huh?”

“…verax leo.” mydei’s eye twitched, of course it was him. mydei just sighed and forced you to look at him, tears staining your cheeks as he kissed them away, “i’ll deal with him, but you shouldn’t worry about what he says or anyone. i chose you, and i’ll always choose you.”

♱ anaxa! (teachers assistant)

as one of anaxa’s most prized possession, and teacher assistant, his students often stare, not in a mean way but in a ‘how?’ way. it doesn’t help when you constantly feel their gaze piercing you everywhere you go, it made you think: were they judging you? you didn’t let it get to your head, but the judgementally stares were still there. you couldn’t tell anaxa that his students were being judgy, because they weren’t. it was just all in your head.

until it wasn’t.

you were just walking around his library, picking out some books that you wanted to take a look out before stopping when you heard two girls talking about something in the row in front of you. you were never the type of person to eavesdrop on conversations, but this one had your name in it, and you weren’t just gonna walk away.

“why are they even with him? the professor deserves someone much better, and smarter. what does he even see?”

…maybe you should’ve walked.

your hand froze in midair, hearing them laugh and walk away, leaving you alone to be drowned in your thoughts. you knew you weren’t as smart as anaxa, but did they not know the only reason you caught his eye in the first place was because you were able to answer his complicated question?

you scoffed at first before the words came back, eating away at your remaining confidence. did you actually deserve him? maybe he did deserve better than someone who doesn’t care about what people think. you were too sensitive, too emotional. he deserved better than you, he needs someone who can match his level.

you disappeared for 2 days before it became a week, anaxa sending you messages about it and seeing you left him on read.

he knew something was up. you don’t normally disappear without any explanation nor do you disappear at all. so he did what he normally does… barge into your house. okay, not really, he had keys.

you screamed at the sight of him when you turned the lights on. he was drinking his normal ‘fizzy wasabi vinegar,’ staring at you with a deadpanned look, “you scream like you saw a ghost.” you scoffed with an eye roll, “nice seeing you too, prof.” anaxa stopped in his tracks, drink lowering itself from his mouth.

you never call him that.

“what’s wrong?” you just gave him a side eye and left him alone in your kitchen, anaxa getting up mere seconds later and followed you into your bedroom, cornering you onto your bed. you just buried your face into your pillows, telling him to get out of your room.

anaxa wasn’t amused, sitting down beside you and analyzing you, “[n]—“ “go away.” your voice was muffled against your pillow, anaxa narrowing his eyes at your interruption, “don’t interrupt me. what’s going on with you?” you just groaned annoyingly into your pillow, tears staining the sheets and pushing anaxa’s hand away when he pinched your side.

“nothing!”

“that’s not an answer.”

“i don’t know! it’s just—“ you sighed, sitting up and rubbing your neck, “i don’t think i deserve to be your assistant is all.” that was stupid. anaxa frowned, completely confused by your dumb answer, “i doubt you actually think that way.” you glared at him, finding his personality annoying as fuck right now.

“there’s so many other smarter people than me.”

“i don’t care about them.”

“and i think you deserve someone who’s actually smart.”

“…are you even listening to me?—“

“and i don’t deserve you at all—“ anaxa silenced you with a kiss, pulling away with a deadpanned expression, “first of all, i said don’t interrupt me, and second of all, where’d those bizarre words come from?” you shrugged, looking off to the side, “…these two girls in the library.” anaxa raised an eyebrow, “and you believe those two idiots?” you opened your mouth to say something before nodding slowly.

anaxa sighed, already planning to take care of those two, “[n], you’re the one i want by side to sit there while i grade papers, not some simpleton who complains about you.”

[yvilonion]

im going down a spiral

creds: @the-dormant-ocean

my god ive been thinking about this. imagine. omg imagine. yk how much i dig immortal x mortal tropes RAGRHHH

im gonna start yapping about the fundamentals of how this universe is gonna work bc im SUCH A SUCKER FOR DEITY CHARACS OM OKay yk the drill. just a yap sesh, nothing profound. n everything i say is js *my* personal brain rot inspired by the prompt. I just love snowcrow man

ok but before we start im gonna have to confirm whether zayne is a mortal or a god too js lesser. from the forseer myth he *cant* die BECAUSE astra stops him from dying. so technically he was born human, but cursed with immortality just so astra could make him suffer more. so imma side with the theory he is a mortal who could die from eating the wrong mushroom if astra never entered his life. in that case, him being an emissary to a fuckin god while being mortal is crazy bc it begs the question, why would a god choose a mortal? gods dont typically care for mortals. they mean nothing to them. so for astra to not only choose zayne, but also deem him as his favorite means zayne as a human is super duper exceptional to the point he manages to capture the eye of a god. and then later another one ehehe damn zayne got unintentional game.

SO if im not mistaken astra is the god of disaster so i imagine sylus to be a god of a similar region that relates to astra, n they got like a colleague relationship going on. i think its fitting for sy to be the god of chaos but mmmm theres a lot of good alternatives so we'll see how the story progresses.

its important to note gods are nothing like humans right? their moral compass could be considered inhumane to us bc... well they arent human. how could they ever be humane? obv this is astra. but it should also apply to sylus.

another thing about the divine is that its never really made to be seen by the naked eye yk. theres a veil between mortals and supernatural entities, separating them for a reason bc the human mind is fragile. if they see sm that goes against whats natural to them (us), they (we) crash out LMAO. so it would make sense if zayne hanging out with gods a lot slowly weakens him mentally. i mean cmon being controlled by astra for as long as u can remember should already be making u insane. so when astra got obliterated, zayne thought he'd finally be free. until sylus shows he had ulterior motives.

back to the inhumane part, does that make sylus cruel towards zayne? i wouldnt say cruel, but he does lack empathy. at first at least. the reason why he was captivated in the first place was only bc hes the sole human working for a god. that meant hes worth smth. worth A LOT. worth to be a fuck buddy. he didn't care what astra was doing to him. theyve talked a few times, nothing extraordinary but it was enough to make sy realize how badly he wanted zayne (zayne unintentional rizz strikes again). astra obv was like "no fuck off" which prompted the whole obliterating part. see this is a huge deal bc even gods have laws, so for sylus to technically kill a god all for a mortal is insanity.

zayne didnt even get the chance to breathe properly now that astra isnt there to control his oxygen tank, in comes sylus already declaring to be zayne's next god. remember the mental thing? yeah, sy is fully aware that zayne could lose his mind like this. he just dgaf bc he wants to woo the hot dark haired skin like snow mega competent mortal. so even tho sylus isnt astra, his affect towards zayne is still the same. zayne would still view sylus like any other god. cold and cruel. he'd still feel trapped and suffocated no matter how "nice" sylus tries to be towards him. even if sylus makes it clear to zayne that he no longer has to carry burdening duties, and could practically live normally like any other person, travel, go the festivals, have friends all that, to be desired by a god is still a chain around your neck.

the idea that sylus could quite literally do anything he wants to zayne is horrifying in zayne's pov. everything he does will be like walking on eggshells, esp with his ptsd from astra. sylus isnt a bad god, but he isnt good either. he's chaos. unpredictable. confusing. yeah, he confuses zayne A LOT with the things he do tryna romance him. again, some could be seen as inhumane. for example, he completely demolishes zayne's home so he can come live with sy, or better yet demolishes the entire village so he has nowhere else to go but to sy. example btw i dont think he'll do that. maybe he will who knows.

and sylus "kills" astra for him. that is a big no no. but the heavens wont blame sylus bc hes a god and gods can do no wrong. the only one to blame here is zayne for being the root of the trouble. and OF COURSE they would wanna pin the blame on some filthy mortal yk. and this all leads to a "i'll burn down the heavens for you" route with sylus threatening to end all living beings if anyone dared to touch zayne. him being chaos means he is the foundation of everything. earth took shape from chaotic matter, which later formed everything else. so he has the power to take it all back. at that point, is sylus really doing all this just to make zayne the mortal his "fuck buddy"? hrmmmm hrmm i know what you are........

does zayne love sylus? bruh hes probably having a damn crisis. this whole god is doing things for him as if he's the god. how is he supposed to react to this. yeah he could never see sylus as anything other than a god. tho through out this whole ordeal, he does come to realize that hes nowhere near astra's level of cruelty. theyve had a few interactions where it seemed like it could actually work, where zayne could learn to be comfortable with sylus. but there will always be slip-ups that ends up reminding him the reality of their relationship. sylus is a god, zayne is mortal. two very vast worlds and system.

so sylus makes himself smaller, changes his skin and pretends to be human. he mingles with village folk to understand their culture, how they work etc. etc. and finds out zayne is now the local doctor in a humble wooden infirmary (he can be a doctor for nobles too i think both could work fine). and by consistently watching zayne dedicate his life to help people, unconsciously, compassion grows within him. the sudden want to be like zayne, to be kind and gentle. the want to love and be loved, to have the essence of humanity embedded within him, even tho he's not. and maybe, eventually, zayne could fall for the illusion. to see sylus, not as the god of chaos, not as the god who killed astra but as the annoying weird guy who cant leave him alone, the guy who walks the earth as if he owns it, the guy, the person who would do anything for him.

until the illusion breaks, and sylus is back to fighting the heavens, making sure the sky doesnt fall and breaks the planet in half. i think at that moment in time, zayne's already given in. he knows he'd fallen in love with a god.

andijfeoigjargij melodramatic much? I DONT CARE i love god stories okay. ALSO theres a song i love that fits the story sooooooooooo good im like RAGHH DESTINY. "Dangerous" by sleep token. its like a telling from zayne's pov. its so good go listen to it. its kinda heavy rock by the end so idk if you dig that but its amazing overall

ok i will try and cook up some concept art after working on a few commissions......yay

[elphabaathropppp]

Elphaba nodded “I don’t want us to worry too much about it or have to think too much, I think we should just do whatever feels right in the moment” she could see how deeply Galinda was blushing and while she did think she was adorable , she felt bad for her just a bit, know she was feeling uncomfortable. “I also think we’ll get better at reading each other and doing things as we get more … experience” she rationalized.

The blush she was trying to control nearly exploded when Galinda talked about things that would feel good both inside and outside. The next thing she side made Elphaba stop and tilt her head in confusion. Objects? What did that even mean… she tried to figure out what people might be using objects for, and how and was it just like random things getting put … in? Oh god now she was blushing really all over again. “Objects?” She questioned. “I dont know what that means… but I also don’t think we need to do that. Unless you want to of course, then you can teach me. But um, maybe it would help if I just read the book you read so we both had the same base of knowledge” she suggested

Finals Week

Finals were this week and Elphaba was a bit stressed. She absolutely loved spending all of her time with her girlfriend, every free moment she could get with her she enjoyed. But now that finals were this week she didn’t feel prepared. She felt like she was behind in studying and wasn’t ready for the exams. So she needed them to focus this week, really lock it down and study so she could feel comfortable taking her exams.

Winter break was next week so they have plenty of time to spend together. At least she thought they would, she still needed to ask Galinda her plans. She was staying at school even though Nessa was going home and wanted her to join her. Elphaba insisted she needed to stay to do some work with Madame Morrible in her Sorcery studies.

But that was next week issue right now she needed to figure out a study plan so she didn’t completely lose her mind. So she was siting at her desk, with all her and Galinda’s exam schedules laid out in front of her planning how the next few days would go.

[karisana]

I hear you want to do more headcanons!!

Maybe all four of the Beatles with a HUGE crush on an oblivious reader?

it's only love

a/n: so... i know i said i wouldnt post until next week but unfortunately i got dragged into family activities so i didnt get much done today so im gonna be taking monday off too so i figured id just post something now 😓 anyway i really loved this premise and writing these!!

paul

• paul always puts up an immediate gentleman act around any woman but he really ups the antics with you.

• initially he does it because he likes you but over time it turns more into him just wanting you to get the hint.

• he's always finding some way to be next to you or finding an excuse to touch you, carry your stuff, gift you things.

• he tries to pay attention and learn a lot of stuff about you. for example, he knows how to make your tea (or coffee) the way you like without you even having to tell him. he just notices.

• he leans in close when you're talking to him, stares at you from across the room, and still, nothing.

• might get upset if someone else tries to hit on you but of course you never understand that's what it is so nothing ever happens.

• paul thinks of your obliviousness as a blessing and a curse for this very reason.

• you'll never know how crushed he gets when after all this, you still refer to him as nothing but a "good friend."

john

• john thinks it's funny at first. every touch, every sly joke, every fliratious comment made in passing all fly over your head. "you're hopeless, you know that?" after something he said flies over your head once again.

• however when his feelings grow deeper, his frustration grows stronger.

• his jealousy is the strongest out of all the guys so even if he knows that you're not entertaining anyone who shows interest, he still gets upset, not just at the person but also at you.

• he's just irked at how you could possibly not already be together with how hard he's trying to show you he likes you

• i can see this anger and jealousy leading to an argument where he ends up just having to outright tell you and then well... you can decide where that goes.

• for the most part, the embitterment he feels likely comes from how he's constantly being fawned over by their fans + past issues of being rejected. even though thats not what you're doing, he's almost gotten an idea in his head that you fancy him too so when you don't react to his advances, it feels like you're rejecting him. and as we know, he has quite the ego... i don't doubt he would be thinking something like "well i've got half the population begging to just be in the same room as me, why wouldn't they feel the same?"

• he's so annoying

george

• george is a bit of a tricky one...

• on one hand i can see him being rather upfront about how he feels and just asking you out

• on the other hand, he could be silently pining over you...

• we're gonna go with that scenario because if i went with the first one, well there wouldnt be any headcanons for him would there?

• because he's not outright saying anything, I imagine this goes on for the longest out of all the guys.

• i dont think it would necessarily even process in his mind that you're oblivious to his crush, he just thinks its because he's not really doing anything, which isnt wrong of him to think either.

• his crush manifests as him doing sweet small things like making you a cup of tea when he makes some for himself, writing about you, giving you more hugs than to anyone else, that kind of stuff.

• the guys tease him for his crush, even doing so in front of you but of course you never really realize what they mean so it never goes anywhere.

• he'll end up eventually just confessing to you straight up because he does get a bit annoyed after a while lol

ringo

• ringo, for the most part, treats you just like he does with his other friends. though he does up it after a while of crushing on you. 

• most of what ringo says to you is just compliments. every single day without fail he'll find something new to point out and give you a flattering remark on it. 

• gets really giddy around you, especially if you're giving him all your attention or if you hug him. 

• i think he would find your obliviousness amusing honestly. like he really cant believe how clueless you are when he's making the biggest heart eyes at you.

• most mature about it, if he ever gets tired of it, he just tells you straight up. he doesnt get annoyed with you, nor does he really get jealous if someone else comes on to you because he knows nothing will happen.

• hes the best❤️

[returnofeternity]

watched superman a few days ago and ive been having so many batnat and superman reader thoughts…

her being suspicious of you because there’s no way someone this powerful has no malicious intent or any hidden motives… right?

but then she finds out you’re just some dork who is the embodiment of hope and kindness

i need batnat 🧎

pairing: super!reader x bat!nat

wc: 808

fic note. i dont rly know the superman/batman lore guys, i just watched it for the first time yesterday and i loved it. i love superman and being kind and being a dork!!!

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bat!nat who gets consumed with figuring out this alien's intentions that she kind of develops an obsession…. the mere mention of this "super" while she's out of costume makes her snap her head so hard it nearly breaks. gets stunlocked so hard if anyone brings it up to her while she's The Bat 😭 you're a constant thought in her head for weeks.

she's the most suspicious about how much power you have. you're literally a God. you answer to no one but yourself, and who's to say when you're waiting to use all that power to take over the world? she just has serious trust issues. doesn't even trust how sincere you are when you talk about how passionate you are about making the world more kind. and she hate hate HATES how "snobby" you are about the fact that you were sent here to "save" earth. hates how you insert yourself into things that end up far worse than they could've been because of this purpose of yours.

honestly, she's more irritated over the fact that you have a fucking superDOG too. it just makes her sick.

she's scrolled through the #SuperShit hashtag a few times. maybe even participated in a few tweets…

thinking about her seeing news clips of you condemning the way The Bat handled a recent incident, calling it reckless and uncalled for. because, of course, you would've handled it differently. probably would've tried to talk things out and then destroyed buildings like a superbaby when you didn't get your way.

thinking about meeting for the first time, only for a few moments, but you're happy to bump into her! nat, on the other hand, can't wait til you stop gabbing about how nice it is to finally meet her so she can leave.

you have your hands on your hips almost pompously as you compliment her cape, and she can't help but roll her eyes. do you talk this much in combat? she's surprised you don't bore your enemies to death with all your talk about doing good. "i would love to stay and chat, but that'd be a lie." she interrupts you suddenly, feeling great satisfaction from the displeased look on your stupid face. "so…if you'd excuse me." nat pulls on her cape and jumps on top of the ledge of the building, but she's stopped by the sound of your voice. “what’s this thing you’re doing with your voice?” you ask, gesturing around your mouth. it's the first time you've heard her talk. she doesn't really give interviews like you do. “what thing?” the bat replies, doing the Thing. “this thing,” you mimic her grave voice, going down a few more octaves. “do you think it makes you seem more mysterious?” the bat glares at you, but you can't really tell. she just always looks like that. "do you think wearing underwear with your suit makes you more intimidating?" she bites back. you look down with a confused pout. "it's not underwear, they're shorts." "keep telling yourself that." she leans back with her arms secured tightly against her sides, and you watch her fall from the building. you rush toward the ledge and stare in awe at her cape serving as a glider as she soars in the night sky. she looks like…well, a bat. all you can think about is how cool it looks. maybe you should get one.

thinking about seeing her more often… nat who rolls her eyes when you gummy smile and wave to her while getting your ass kicked, nat who hates this feeling in her stomach when you come up to her, all bloody and breathless, and thank her for her help, even if she did nearly beat the enemy to death…

nat slowly realizes that you're not this big threat she thought you were, that you don't have a malicious intent to take over the world with your godly powers. you just wanna do good. you want justice, just like she does, although you wanna see it served differently. but it just proves how much of a complete and utter dork you are. she thought it from the very moment you met, but she had her walls up, just assumed it was a front from you to gain her trust, then use it against her. maybe you have mind controlling powers, she still doesn't know… but she warms up to you eventually.

the banter doesn't stop, though. and she's so good at ragebaiting you, which blows up in her face because you just ramble on about hope and kindness and yadda yadda 🙄

thinkingggg. you, in your civilian identity as the daily planet reporter, who meets natalie scatorccio, the philanthropist. you seem familiar to her, but she can't put her finger on it. it's that dorkiness, maybe, that reminds her of someone.

[changelingz-notebook]

Tim sighed as he held onto Martin tightly, gripping at his shirt a little as the man was wrapped around him. Desperately not wanting to leave. Fog pooled around them as martin was buried deep into Tim's shoulder. “Hey hey bud.. I've got you.. I've got you..”

“Please- please don't leave- please” Martin whispered, tears streamed down and soaked into Tims shirt. He'd been having terrible paranoia— and he was worried that Tim was just gonna leave him. Like everybody else dose.

“I wont. I won't.. do you wanna try a trick to calm down?..” Tim spoke softly. It wasn't his usual tone, he never liked being vulnerable in this sort of way where somebody relied on him so heavily.. but he couldn't just push Martin away. Not now. As the ginger nodded slowly, Tim sighed. “whats five things you can see?”

Martin was worried if he looked away for a second, Tim would simply disappear. He inhaled shakingly as he looked around a little. he stammered, his heart felt like it was racing. “I-I see the door- a-and.. and you- a-and fog.. o-oh god-” he whimpered as tears begun perking back up in his eyes as Tim spoke. “no, no. Don't focus on the fog.. focus on me. Focus on me okay? You see what else?” the gingers body shook as he tried to calm down, the fog getting thicker and covered the floor of the room. “t-the uh- t-the light- a-and the wall b-behind you..”

Tim nodded calmly, offering a small smile “Yeah, yeah that's okay.. your doing great Martin. Just keep focusing on me.. what's four things you can hear?” his hands ran up Martins back as he tried calming down the big guy, one hand on his back while the other gripped onto his hand tightly.

“u-uhmm.. I-I dont- I-I don't know.. I hear you.. I-I can hear myself.. the light in the room buzzing is way too loud a-and- and I hear footsteps down the hallway..” Martin had to choke back a sob as his hands clinged onto Tims shirt, trying to calm himself down in a way. The feeling of Tim's hands did very well with that.. “whats three things you can feel Martin?”

His hands froze for a moment as he tried to think, inhaling slowly and exhaling slowly. His heart wasn't racing as much. “I-I.. i feel your shirt.. y-your hair.. and your h-hand..” he sniffled a little as his hand tightened around Tim's, he was shocked that he hasn't gone nonverbal yet with how had this episode was. “and what's two things you can smell?”

Martin shivered a little as he tried to focus, inhaling slowly. “I-I don't know uh.. uhm.. y-your shampoo.. and the.. the fog..” his hand clenched onto Tims shirt as he mentioned the fog, but refused to let go. He kept focus on Tim. As much as he could. “and finally, what's one thing you can taste?”

“m-my tears..” Martin whimpered a little as he kept his held out Tim, sighing slowly. He was there.. Tim's hand was warm against his freezing hand, and he was really there. He lifted his head up a little to meet Tims face, being greeted with a man who was smiling softly. “you alright bud? You wanna talk about it Marto?”

Martin smiled a little at the small nickname. “n-no.. no talking about it.. c-can we.. can we just sit here for a bit? I don't want to be alone..” he shivered as Tim reached a warm hand up to Martins face, patting his cheek gently. “we can stay. We can stay here for as long as you need.. take your time.”

[patopq]

Hey so this is my list of Molly character traits i gathered through talks and various sources

Thought it could help anyone figuring out how to write molly, if you even care? Take this however you want, ill just leave this here

These are factual shit taliesin or others said about him, my personal opinions or notes are between the [ ] thingies

(in case someone wants the source of X thing, just ask me)

• contrary to percy de rolo (who is trying to find his place in the world) molly ALREADY found his place in the world, the world has to contourt around him and he's not changing anything about himself, fuck all

• he has a clear, strong moral code that he follows strictly, even if his actions seem random. [and thats why i dont consider him "chaotic" in the alignment chart, even if he SEEMS chaotic]

• talking about alignment, he also doesnt have any, he def doesnt fit into the "lawful" category, but also "neutral" doesnt sound like him, which makes sense because taliesin based molly (among other things) around the idea of a character NOT being able to fit into the alignment chart, as if if he ever picked a weapon that only worked for people of certain alignment, the weapon would never work with him. Everything explodes [this is all mentioned in the m9 wrap up, regarding mollys creation]

• molly doesnt want to be lonely / is lowk afraid of being so. He doesnt know what its like to be alone because he literally has no memory of ever being so; he has always been in company. And so he's NOT eager to find out.

• he likes complex group dynamics because he's used to them, so being with the nein feels comfortable. (Taliesin said, he literally just went from shifty group to another shifty-unhealthy-group) Still, he knows theres some shit they have to work out in terms of "you fuck everybody over, but THIS group of people you dont fuck with"

• to the previous point, molly is very serious about the little group he has, be it the circus or the nein, you DONT fuck this people over, you may start a war with the dynasty, but THIS group you dont fuck with, and i believe molly has explicitly said this himself (i think around ep12. not the dynasty part though, he doesnt know what a kingdom is in the first place)

• hes damn functionally illiterate, dont care about books, and hes not that bright [*looks at that 10 int*]

• hes a classisist (no explanation needed. I also am not going to rewatch 26 episodes rn to psychoanalyse this part of him. Give me 2 years)

• he doesnt care about anybody's backstory, he doesnt have one, "doesnt see the point in the mess" he will wait until you ACTUALLY do something fucked up and then we'll see [taliesin said that he doesnt think thats a good way of thinking,, but well. NEVER think that their dnd characters are right, ever]

• he didnt learn any name of any Town he went to "because WHY. BOTHER." [This is very conected to the whole illiterate deal, he really doesn't know anything about the world and doesnt care (take for example this moment)]

• he's his own moral compass. He's the center of his own moral reality. He's a deep believer of "I am smart enough to not do anything wrong UNLESS its entirely by accident. So anything i do on purpose cant possibly be wrong because i'm never a wrong person" [yes, thats fucked up LMAO, & im quoting this from taliesin]

• he has a "experience everything" mentality because of the fact that he lost an unknown number of years of his life, and suspects that his past will eventually come and bite his ass and.. he probably wont survive it. so he doesnt think he will be here for long

• theres a definite fear of mortality (?said taliesin) [which is weird since i thought he didnt care? aw man, now his death is even sadder -> this was written when i wasnt over molly's death, okay?]

• he thinks all tm9 is attractive "this is a very shaggable group" [-said taliesin in a panel-]

• he was a BAD roommate. Take this however you want, but for example, he would be casually naked, [at least often enough for taliesin to say this]

• he takes advantage in people making assumptions about him and hes comfortable with it

meaning, if you're a weirdo who enters a room, the way people react about you, tells YOU all you need to know about THEM

[In case its not clear, skip this if it is: if when people see you the first thing they do is side-eye you and make assumptions about you, then you easily learn you dont even need to engage with them, "why talk with someone who makes assumptions abt ppl like that? They've got problems"]

There are more things, if i didnt add them, i probably just didnt even think about adding because i thought of them as obvious, or i actually missed it.

[instarsanddyke]

[meamiki]

mira !!! :]

[sonknuxadow]

collection

[rubber-glovs]

sorry for staying in my room 24/7, I got sfth patreon and now I strive to speedrun every single show, longform, livestream and special until my subscription ends

[lyriumrain]

Begrudgingly made an appointment to see a new psychologist. Found out my triage (idk what that means) is limited so I dont have many options for who to see. So the receptionist set me up with a provisional psych until my triage opens up. Which is like, whatever. Might as well 🤷 (also apparently provisional means they aren't registered yet or something. Like they're one step away from being a full psych)

But he also asked if i was in financial distress, and i didnt know how to answer (the answer is yes, i am, but I'm not exactly in the habit of just outright saying it lol) anyway when I hesitated (an extended 'uhhhh') he whispered "say yes!" in a conspiratorial tone

So i did. He then was like 'well in that case you can see this clinician for free for 26 sessions!". Bless him 🙏 our mental health system is fucked, but nice little interactions like that can make a difference in someone's day.

[soupmanspeaks]

Reaper au but nightmarionne is michaels funny henchman thing send tweet

[scopophobia-polaris]

Okay, so hey, um real shit, im......look im gonna treat this account as my personal and for Art, because well, it's my account, I wanted to way to find my comic easy so I put it on a separate blog, im sorry if I like....blocked anyone at all it's just, i....I think I'm not starting to be able to handle what I think is gonna to happen, I know i got things up with me I mean...im on new meds and shit and the diagnosis process is well i had to throw it out now because of RFK!

Idk, i just don't think I'm getting a little more free about the block button. A lot of things are just fucked and idk treat it like a sorry I just.....just don't I dont know I'm sorry if I blocked you sometimes I'm just frightened, I dont have hard feelings don't take it personal sometimes I'm just....frightened.

Like, i don't think i like talking one on one it makes me scared, I like asks though, I really do, and I'm sorry if I blocked you, I really am, no I don't block anyone that tries to talk to me that's just mean it's more like...i guess I'm just sad and disappointed about things, and I hate hate the fact I can't fucking find out if I'm fucking autistic or not

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

[wormchaser]

you are complaining about complaining too much while complaining about the fact that maybe people dont like you because you complain too much while complaining about being alone. just stop complaining and do something about it. talk to people. reach out. dont just wait for someone to come to you first.

i have tried reaching out to different people in the past year or so but it never works. i understand its my own fault for letting relationships decay because of my own insecurities and issues but that doesn't mean i can just will myself to think or believe different things about myself. it's a self fulfilling prophecy ; i think people don't like me so i don't reach out so people don't like me etc . i am sure you do not want to hear me list all the things i want to say in response so i will put them in the tags.