#HELLO i was feeling So tired but needed to make something or i'd Die so !

[keeps-ache]

welcomed distraction

[secretconstellations]

Rain (Reader x sad!Nat)

pairings: Reader x Natasha Romanoff

warnings: existential topics, slight mention of death, slight swearing

summary: reader is content. they know their place in the world, and that's with the avengers. so when nat comes back from a mission lost and drained, the reader takes it upon themself to comfort her and impart some advice. hurt/comfort!

a/n: hello loves! i hope you're having a lovely day :) this is my first fic so i'd really appreciate feedback as i'd really like to grow my account and cater my work better to you. i hope you enjoy it!! also, requests are open!

Rain hit the car windows. The dim street lamps bore into my retinas, disfigured by the streaks of rain my windshield wipers were struggling to wipe away. I had always liked the rain - that was, from a distance. From the warmth and safety of my car, I sat in silence, soaking in the gentle murmur of the rainfall. Specks of rain peppered my windows, each droplet configuring itself into a unique constellation of water on my window, only to be wiped away seconds later. It was a microcosm of life, I suppose. Beautiful and vibrant for a moment, only to disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye.

In an odd way, it made me smile. No one wants to live forever. Forever sounded so overwhelmingly long. I was okay with life being short and vapid. In a way, that's what gave it meaning. Somehow some form of cosmic junk had become this solar system, my planet. Had become me. And I would live and die and leave no real mark on the universe. And I was okay with that. It gave me the agency to choose my own meaning. And the meaning I chose was the Avengers. My family. A series of calamities had somehow given me the best family I could ask for after twenty-something years of living borderline alone, and the thought took my breath away every day. They were mine and I was theirs and we were okay.

Kind of.

Nat and Tony were due to come back from a week-log mission that evening, and by the sounds of it, they were pretty banged up. Nothing too bad, but they wouldn't be in the best shape. One never was following a mission, after all. I had left to pick up something to cheer the both of them up, and had settled on getting a whole lot of takeaway for the whole team. Nat's favourite restaurant was only maybe a half hour drive from the Avengers Tower, and I couldn't find it on any food delivery platforms so I went there myself and got us a great deal of food, all Nat and Tony's favourite meals. They would need it after a long week in the field.

My car came up to the driveway, the rain still falling in heaps. It was so loud now that I was sure it would punch a hole in the roof of my car. Through my foggy window, I could make out the silhouette of the Quinjet on the roof. They were back already! I was practically jumping out of my seat to see them. I collected all the food that I could carry without dropping and ran to the door, trying my best to shield the food from the rain. FRIDAY opened the door without me asking, and I practically sprinted up the stairs to the common room.

"Y/N! I was just about to ask where you were." Nat gave me a worn out smile that didn't quite reach her eyes as she made her way over to embrace me, Tony following suit.

"Hello, my loves." I beamed as the two of them attempted to hug me despite my busy arms. "How are you doing?"

"Y'know. Fine. But I would be a lot better if you let me know what the hell that divine smell is, Y/N." Tony smirked, eyebrow raised.

"Oh, I got takeout!" I sang.

At this the whole team began chattering, practically tripping over themselves to grab a bag and eat whatever was inside before I shooed them away to go wash their hands, as did I. I made my way to a nearby bathroom as the kitchen sink was crowded enough as it was and I didn't feel like waiting.

"Nat..."

Much to my surprise, Nat sat on the floor of the bathroom, knees to her chest in an almost fetal position. She looked so tired. I could hear the rain pattering against the window above her. The storm was gentler now, taking its final breaths. She looked up at the sound of my voice, her tired eyes struggling to focus on my face. Her characteristic, firey self-confidence had dissipated and she just seemed so... tired. It wasn't her.

"Nat, my lovely, what's wrong?" I caught myself using the little pet name someone some lifetime ago had called me. Maybe it would be of some comfort to Nat. "Nat?"

"Uh, I'm just tired, Y/N. It's nothing for you to worry about. Go eat. I'll be there in a minute."

"I'm here to help, love, I can't just leave you. Please tell me what's wrong." I said, keeping my voice as calm and reassuring as I could as I made my way to sit beside her.

She opened her mouth as if to protest, but crumpled as if she were carrying the weight of the heavens on her shoulders.

"I'm just tired of everyone dying." She croaked, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's so fucking pointless. We put our asses on the line every single day for people who just end up dying anyways. There's literally no point to any of this. We're just gonna die anyways, wouldn't it all just be better if we never existed? Yeah... It's all pointless, meaningless shit. I'm so tired of it!" Her voice had risen to an almost shout by this point.

"I know, I know..." I mused as I took her in my arms. "I know, Nat. It's so hard to see meaning sometimes, and that can be scary and tiring. We're on a floating rock and we'll die and be forgotten by the universe eventually, but Nat, that's okay. It doesn't mean there's no meaning. You mean so much to me and to the team, and everyone we save means something to someone. That matters. We have the freedom to choose our own meaning for our own little world. The universe can go fuck itself because the universe is what doesn't matter. Your meaning doesn't need to come from some cosmic overlord. For me, it's you all that gives me meaning. You are my world, my reason, my purpose. You just need to find yours."

We sat in silence for a bit, listening to the hiss of the rain and the echoes of our friends' laughter in the common room. I could feel every inch of her skin touching mine, each vibrant intricacy fighting for my attention. Her calloused fingers were cold, but her palms were sweaty. I didn't mind, though, I counted myself lucky to even be in her presence. Her red hair fell down about her waist, some getting caught in our embrace.

"Sorry." Nat finally spoke, as she pulled herself from me. "Sorry, this is so stupid. I'm being stupid. The mission was just harder than expected."

"Nat, you aren't being stupid at all! It's completely okay to feel this way, okay?" I turned her face in my direction. Her cheeks were soft, save for the little cuts that peppered her porcelain features. Gosh, looking at her felt like falling into bed after a long day of fighting and missions. She felt like home. "Okay?"

She nodded, a smile forming on her chapped lips.

"Let's go eat before the others finish all the food. I bought your favourite! Unless you want to sit here a while longer, that's okay too."

"Shit, I'm actually really hungry!" She giggled. "Yes, let's go eat. I'd like to see the others."

With that, I got up to wash my hands, and we made our way towards the sound of sweet laughter. Nat smiled at our friends. A real smile, this time. She smiled the smile of someone finding their purpose. Finding their meaning. Finding their home.

[outivv]

Hi, can i ask for scenario/headcanons with dormleaders in which reader is feeling suicidal and just comes to them with seemingly tired/gloomy face and asks "would you take care of Grim if I'd die?" (if your request are still open and you're ok with the topic) also pls do it with comfort/fluff ending my broken heart needs it

Also sorry (and feel free too ignore me I would totally understand) if your request are closed and/or you're not ok with topic.

Here's the pic of my cat to brighten your day.

Synopsis: suicidal reader asks dorm leaders to take care of grim if anything happens to them

Warnings: heavy heavy talk of death/ suicide/ reader coming to any harm, if this triggers you please sit this post out, I want everyone to stay safe >:( (also this isn’t proofread but that’s less important than people’s mental/ physical safety)

Characters: dorm leaders

Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned

A/n: hello hello! Your cat is so adorable oh my god. Genuinely they look so fluffy and pretty :’). Also I am very very sorry that this took me so long to get to, but I hope you enjoy, and take care of yourself!!

— Riddle —

The moment you approach him he knows somethings wrong. Riddle isn’t very good with emotions, or social cues, but even he knows somethings up.

And he absolutely panics when you say “if anything ever happens to me, make sure grim is taken care of” he doesn’t show any signs of panic, because he has to stay calm so then you’ll stay calm, and/ or won’t get overwhelmed.

“I’m sorry [name] I don’t know what you mean?” He says, looking directly into your eyes. You can see the panic rising in his face, even if he’s trying his hardest not to show it. You repeat yourself, telling him again “if I die, or get hurt, or anything. Take care of grim.” Your voice stern now. Riddle sighs, not knowing what to do in this situation, and does what he can, leading you over to a couch to talk.

Instantly sits you down to talk, whether that’s you venting, or him trying to understand the situation better, or both, doesn’t matter, because it is a discussion you will absolutely have.

I think no matter the situation riddle will keep a close eye on you. Actively seeking you out at all hours of the day, and making sure you’re taken care of. He doesn’t want anything bad to happen to you because he deeply cares about you (especially if you’re considering yourself to be MC, then he very very much admires you)

— Leona —

Instantly no. Leona’s approach to this situation isn’t great, and I will absolutely say that, but it’s then best he knows because this is a hard subject for him.

“What?” Leona snarls. “I said, if… you know, something happens, would you please take care of grim?” Your focus on the ground now. “No.” Leona said, his brows furrowed, staring at you. “Please, I just want to make sure grim is safe, and I trust you the most.” Leona sits up fully now, the bed beneath you shifting to accommodate the movement. You often have pillow talks like these, Leona always pretends to be asleep but never actually is. “Nothing is, and will never happen to you.” Leona grabs your hand, and kisses the back of it.

Kinda is the tough love/ affection type of person, aka the type to say “I will murder you if you die”, and will make sure you know that nothing will ever happen to you around him.

Tried to make a routine with you, and take care of himself, and you much better. He starts skipping class less, keeping his room clean, makes sure he’s organized, all so then you’ll start doing the same, and feel better about yourself and your environment, which then would better your mood. (Idk if this makes sense, but basically he’s trying to take care of you, and make you happier by doing small things)

— Azul —

At first is like “yeah I’ll take care of grim, he’ll be the happiest cat in the world- WAIT WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO YOU’????”

I think he’s kinda frozen when you walk in super gloomy already, let alone when you ask him to take care of grim if any harm comes to you. He does not know what to do in this scenario, and will very much just kinda blank for a minute, before turning very serious.

“[name]. Is someone threatening to harm you?” He says his attention turning to you, and away from his work, “because we will take care of them, if you wish.” His tone was sweet, but you knew his words held malice in them. “No… nothing like that I just… I don’t know” now what you were talking about hits him like a bus.

Once he really understands what you mean, he will reassure you in any way possible, that you aren’t going anywhere, except for home when Crowley find a way for that to happen.

I think that even jade and Floyd would get involved in some way to reassure, and comfort you, but azul would try to keep them out of it for the most part cause he knows how overwhelming they can be.

Azul understands what you feel, cause he’s felt it first hand, and I think he’d do his best to make you feel appreciated, and enjoy things, even if sometimes he’s a bit shy about it lmao

— Kalim —

Does understand the gravity of the situation. He realizes and notices that it’s serious, and that you’re upset by it, but doesn’t truly understand what you mean, by “if something happens to you” and what the something would be.

“[name] what do you mean?? Are you ok?? Is someone after you?? Do we need to take care of them??” Kalim asks question after question. It becomes overwhelming easily, but kalim as a whole can be overwhelming. “No no- I just…” you sigh, “if I were to die, for… whatever reason, please… take care of grim. Keep him safe.” He still doesn’t know what you mean, but he now understands how serious it is.

I don’t think anyone tells him what exactly you mean, because for him ignorance is bliss, but he’ll eventually figure it out in his own, and when he does he is mad. You’ve never seen him so mad. And he’s mad, because you didn’t tell him for so long (however long he didn’t figure it out for), and he is so scared, and so upset.

I think he’s very emotional, and very physically affectionate, and very much just clingy. Which, depending on who you are could be a good or bad thing.

— Vil —

Very much can pick up on body language, and emotions, and he instantly knows what’s up when you walk towards him with a very gloomy aura around you. And instantly comforts you, cause he knows what’s up almost instantly. You quite literally didn’t even have to say anything and he just “so why are you suicidal.”

Comforts you in every way imaginable, vil knows exactly what you need, and when you need it too, he’s very very attentive already, and now that he knows somethings wrong, he’s gonna pay extra close attention.

There’s not much to vil for this one, cause I do think that he’d just know what’s up immediately, and start trying to help you in every way he can.

— Idia —

Idia is bad with basic human emotions, he definitely does not know what to do in this situation and it really makes him anxious. Not the topic itself, but the fact that he wants to do something, but doesn’t know what.

“Please take care of grim if anything happens.” You ask, your voice laced with sadness. Idia pauses his game, and turns his attention completely to you saying, “Oh… why? Is… are you ok?” Idia is already panicking, what does he do if you’re in trouble? He’s no match against some mid level boss fights, how’s he supposed to fight someone?! “Im just… I don’t know what’s gonna happen… and stuff… and if I go home then… where’s grim gonna go?” Now he gets it… he thinks.

I think Idia is kinda in the same boat as kalim, he doesn’t fully understand the gravity of the situation, until he figured out that you really were suicidal. He tries his best to give you more of his attention, and look after you a bit.

Probably has ortho check in on you a lot throughout the day, he just wants to know that you’re ok. If it makes you uncomfortable though he’ll tell ortho to stop.

— Malleus —

He’s like azul And kalim mixed?? Like he’s a little unaware, but he understands that there’s some seriousness to the situation. He instantly is like “who is it that’s threatening you. I will actually tear apart the whole world for you, child of man.”

I think you outright have to tell malleus that you are feeling suicidal, or else he’ll keep freaking out internally. And when you do tell him, he just “what.” Because he’s very very concerned :’). Will not let you leave his sight for the next three weeks. He’s so protective of you, be will do anything to make sure you’re safe.

Constantly comforts you and tells you how much he cherishes you, and he just wants to make sure you’re ok :’)

[fayeandknight]

Pity party, table for one

This feels so stupid to admit, but today really hurt my feelings.

All the trainers piled in the van and went on a training out. Without me. I was not invited. I watched them call another trainer on the walkie to be like "impromptu outing, grab a dog and let's go". I was standing outside setting up training for a dog around car manners but hadn't started. I was literally right there.

One of them even called out the window that they'd pick up ice cream on the way back and asked me to have the others text what they wanted. So it's not like they didn't see me.

But I dutifully did so and when they came back, oops the shop must have forgotten my order. Everyone else got ice cream but me.

And it's so stupid to let my feelings be hurt by this. I know it is. And I honestly don't think anything intentionally mean spirited happened. But between usually being the one left out, hello autistic experience, and old high school trauma, it's just feels overwhelmingly lonely.

And that old trauma is particularly hard to combat, because it lends truth to the common fear that everyone secretly, or not so secretly, hates me and wishes I would die. Short version is that I had a falling out with my best friend and she led a school wide campaign, including teachers, to bully me with the admitted to goal of having me become so depressed and isolated that I'd kill myself.

I know this is not that. I do.

But it felt like it. The memory of how it started with people being nice enough to my face but never including me holding hands with how I never seem to make it into the inner circle anywhere because there's something slightly off about me. (It's the autism.)

And it just fucking sucked.

So I cried in the bathroom, invoking my superpower of being able to bawl my eyes out without making a sound. But it felt overlaid with the past where I used to eat lunch in the bathroom to avoid the bullying once it got really bad.

I barely slept last night so being very tired on top of everything else definitely did not help.

I wish I knew the secret to being included. To have people actively choose my company outside of needing something from me. I wish I wasn't such a baby over not getting ice cream. I wish I could pry the past's sticky fingers off of the present.

[virusinfected-memes]

COFFEE TALK SENTENCE STARTERS, PT. 2 OF ? ;

75 starters. CW: cussing, sexual themes. Coffee Talk is a visual novel game developed by Toge Productions. Feel free to change words and pronouns as needed!  [PART 1]

"Different isn't always good."

"It's a neat concept, but you need to handle it carefully and gracefully."

"He needs to learn how to communicate his thoughts nicely though."

"Let's not make the mountain even higher."

"What we have here now is more than enough for me."

"I'm taking a break from work. I need to work on a few personal matters."

"I'm curious... How did you guys meet? If you don't mind me asking..."

"Now, will you let me continue without interruptions?"

"And without even thinking about it, I punched _____ in the face."

"Yeah, I landed that one punch... And he beat me to a pulp. Easily."

"How was she doing? She hasn't returned any of my calls or texts..."

"I'm sick and tired of my family."

"Why would you say that?"

"Ever since I was a kid, I wanted to be an artist. I love drawing and creating art."

"_____ is the only person that can make me feel alive."

"I have no problem leaving my family, you know. I would happily leave them for the both of us."

"I never thought of it that way before."

"There's nothing to feel bad about!"

"It's easy for you to say that now, but you don't know what the future holds."

"You know... Love is like a flame. It might burn fiercely at first, but over time it will die down, if you don't maintain it."

"Life is full of storms."

"Marriage, it will not survive on love alone."

"There are consequences... It shouldn't be taken lightly."

"Perhaps a hot drink will give you some inspiration."

"Aren't vampires supposed to be... you know... tough?"

"Just because I'm a vampire, it doesn't mean I know kung-fu."

"Thanks for not leaving me on the street, _____."

"He might be an annoying asshole, but he's not a thief."

"What a stroke of luck, the universe sending me a guardian angel in my time of need."

"Hey, I took you to breakfast! Don't tell me that counted for nothing."

"I have to say, it wasn't my proudest moment."

"_____... I'd prefer if we skipped that part. I'm sorry, but I don't want to go into any details about it."

"Thank you for sharing your story with me. I didn't expect such a tale from you."

"I've no interest in flirting with you. I've got high standards, you know."

"Please don't forget to take a break. It's easy to get carried away by work when you're on a roll."

"That's not even a word, _____."

"Are you trying to squeeze the story from me?"

"I saw you from afar when you left the coffee shop a few days ago. So, hello! My name is _____. You could say I'm a regular here."

"Wow... It turns out pervs exist everywhere in the universe."

"You're quite dense, aren't you?"

"People often mistake me for someone who gets around a lot."

"All this information is too much to process in one evening..."

"Oh, showing some concern now, are you?"

"My, my... You really have a knack for starting trouble..."

"That sounds dangerous, liking someone without knowing the reason..."

"You really need to be more careful, _____..."

"So... Umm... How are things going in the office?"

"I want to say please don't forget to rest, but I'm sure it won't be easy for you and the team."

"I wish I could help you. Or at least say something to boost your morale. Sadly, I'm not the right person to give you advice about that."

"Getting used to unhealthy working conditions shouldn't be a norm."

"Every game has its own market, you know."

"You shouldn't waste your time on me! Relax, or something!"

"I'm coming with you! Whether you like it or not!"

"I think I should celebrate with a special drink. Something sweet."

"You are sorry... I don't have anything to be sorry for."

"Please just go home after you finish your drink."

"I know _____! He's not a good person!"

"He hasn't changed much... And even if he has, it wasn't for the better."

"You're just being paranoid!"

"What's next?! You'll lock me in the house because you're afraid of the air I'm breathing?!"

"You're just too young to understand!"

"Then make me understand! Because this is definitely not helping. There are better ways."

"TRY HARDER! Because right now, you're not helping anyone! Not me, not you, no one!"

"It will take time for me to learn. But I am learning."

"_____, are you out of your mind? You've been out of touch for so long."

"If I take things slow, I'll lose all my momentum."

"Of course I heard them. I just chose to ignore most of it. It's none of my business, is it?"

"Sometimes we don't even realize what we're capable of doing."

"And I thought I was the only one who brought bad news..."

"You've never looked like someone who needs help."

"I'm sorry, _____. I'm not really in the mood for this sort of conversation."

"You're still trying to get laid?"

"That sounds like the best plan you've had since you got here."

"It's nothing. We're just friends, you know?"

"It was a slip of the tongue, okay! I'm sorry!"

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

I'd like something with Alois, but I'm not sure what?! So I'm letting you choose (just make it fluffy, pls)!

aaaaaaa the world definitely needs more Alois fluff~

The night is usually quiet within the walls of the Trancy Estate. You and ALOIS sleep soundly in the master bedroom, and the servants take care not to disturb either of you unless it’s important.

It’s never a surprise that your lover is affectionate with you. He loves being able to touch, hug, kiss, just lie there and let his hands wander wherever they feel like wandering. Tonight, though, he goes a step further; as soon as you lie down next to him, his arms are around you. He nestles his face against your neck and breathes in your scent like it’s the last memory he’ll ever have.

“Well, hello, beautiful,” you hum in amusement. You run a gentle hand through his hair, stopping with your fingers curled at the base of his neck. “Are you thinking hard about something?”

He nods with his face still against you, though it feels like he’s relaxed a bit. No longer as desperate as he was when he first grabbed at you. “Yes. I’m thinking about how much I love you. And how happy I am that I found you before someone else did.”

You chuckle, and your other hand comes down to rest on his back. His muscles relax under your touch, his whole self cuddling in at the reminder that he’s safe with you. “I think even if someone else found me first, you’d have found a way to steal me. You’re good like that. And I love you, too.”

“Mmmh. You smell so good.” His breathing is even, delicate. The rest of the world is so quiet, anything too loud or harsh could break this moment into a million pieces. His fingers, balled into half-fists, stroke up and down your spine. “(Name)… this isn’t going to end, is it? It’s not some kind of dream?”

Your head tilts despite knowing he can’t see it. “What’s not? Our life?”

“Mhm. You see, sometimes… sometimes I’m afraid that’s all it is. A dream that my mind’s made up to make myself feel less lonely.”

“Hm. Well, I think I would know if I were a dream, darling. I feel very real.”

He chuckles and it’s a warm puff of air that makes you shiver a little. “Good.”

Another few minutes pass. It’s dark outside, you know, even with the curtains drawn. Alois is usually fast asleep by now, snoring thirty seconds after he drops down into your arms. You have to wonder what’s keeping him awake tonight.

Finally, he murmurs against your skin, “… Do you promise you’ll love me forever? No matter what?”

“Forever? That’s a long time,” you tease, scratching lightly at his scalp. “Do you mean until we die, or even after that?”

He lets out a small noise of thought before deciding. “No, after that. Do you promise that even when we’re dead, you’re still going to love me? When we’re just souls without bodies… will you find me and stay with me? Will you choose me even then?”

The way he speaks, you think he wants to believe the answer you’ll give will be a yes… but that he’s tensing himself up, braced for a no. You know there is something inside him, something that aches heavy in his chest, that thinks you’ll eventually get tired of him. That thinks at some point, you’ll stop seeing him as worthy of your love.

You comb his hair back, and kiss the top of his head. “I suppose so. If we’re just souls after that, it might take me a while to find you, but I’ll do it.”

“You will?” His grip suddenly tightens. “But… but what about… it’s ‘till death do us part’, isn’t it?”

You tug the covers up over the two of you. “It’s precious that you think death is going to stop me from loving you, Alois. You should really be more concerned with what happens if I die first. Because if I do, I’ll haunt you every day until you join me.”

He lets out something that sounds like a cross between a laugh and a sob, then presses himself against you even more. “… Fine, then. If I die first, I’ll haunt you, too.”

“Oh, dear, it seems I’ll never be rid of you,” you chuckle. You offer another kiss, this time to his forehead as he peeks up just a little at you.

Ah, that smile he gives is wicked. “Just as planned.”

[freakin-edikan]

Help Dusty Get out of Florida Fund

Hello. I'm Dusty. I moved back home with my parents after school because I couldn't afford to stay in NYC and they refused to help pay for me to stay up there while I was looking for work. My parents stress me out, it sucks and I hate it here. I'm trying to move back to NYC where 1) most of my friends are and 2) I can visit my brother more easily if I need help with something. I take commissions if you want me to draw something (please ignore the music commissions, I don't think I can do those right now) and I think my prices are pretty low. Links below, sob story under the cut

vnmo: @freakin-edikan cshapp: $freakinedikan Paypal me Commission post

My goal is $3300. 0/3300

My parents piss me the hell off and I want to leave. They say they're not stopping me from doing anything but there are so many "soft" restrictions it's basically total control. I can't leave the house because the county's transit sucks shit, I don't have a house key, and I don't have a license (and even if I did, I wouldn't have a car). I have no mental health provider so I've been rationing out my ADHD meds. But even if I did, I'd have no way to get there because I don't have a car. My dad was supposed to get me a bike with a lock but he didn't. He wants to teach me to drive but he's 1) never home bc he works (obviously? how would that work) and 2) when he tried to teach me in 2019 he wasn't helpful at all and was always yelling or almost yelling at me. But he also doesn't want me to get lessons from an outside agency. I keep getting pushed to take some retail or food service job which I know will burn me out so much I'll barely be able to focus on anything else. And I wouldn't be able to get there because I have no transportation. And because I don't clean the whole house or cook every meal I'm seen as "neglecting aspects of life." Meanwhile dad will eat up all the food and not buy groceries or he'll ask me to buy groceries. Even though I don't have an income or a car or a license. Also my dad got mad at me and did this to my door on Friday

and has the audacity to eat the food I bought for me and my friends with my own money. For my birthday. He's been eating my birthday food. Also the door no longer closes.

I am tired of having to play nice around my dad's volatile anger, which I've put up with since I was in elementary school. My parents paid for me to do a lot of things, which I appreciate. However, they also have repeatedly called me names, they interact with my hobbies with thinly-veiled contempt, they play passive aggressive when they're mad at me in front of guests, and they used to hit me all throughout K-12. They constantly frame their obligations to me as purely financial, they think they have no responsibility to be emotionally supportive or uplifting, but they also want me to baby their feelings and lie about how they treated me while accusing me of making up my mental issues for attention and sympathy. My dad keeps talking about how old and frail he is and how he could die any minute now and where I'm at is that I do not care and if/when he dies I will not be there. I'm literally sick of this behavior and they acted like this in 2019 when they were supposed to be taking care of me after I was hospitalized for attempting suicide. I'm still not over that and yet they're annoyed at me for being disorganized/scatterbrained, stressed out, and depressed.

[nyxronomicon]

nyx just wanted to tell you how that art reminds me of probably an ordinary priest being possessed by sukuna (the long nails, the look, he really does look like a demon) and the idea is more appealing to me than it should 😵‍💫

Omg... OMG. V BB I LOVE YOUR BRAIN ughh I always loved the idea about Yuuji being possessed but none of the brain worms have caught me BUT HELLO YES THIS IS PERFECT

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You start going to AA or something at your local church. You're not really religious, but you know something needs to change. You meet the priest, Yuuji Itadori in passing the first night. Strangely attractive for a man of God. He's overly friendly and remembers every detail about you, even ones you wish you could forget. Maybe he'd be good for you. He's not dangerous like the usual type of guy you go for.

So you let things continue. You spend time with him outside of church. He makes you laugh. It's not quite romance though. He's a little too sweet. Too loveable. Too perfect for a broken person like you.

Still, you knew this was good for you. If nothing else, he kept you from indulging in your hedonism. Late one Friday night, you bring him home with you. He's acting a little different, his temper seems thinner. You figured he must be tired, the two of you didn't usually go out this late.

"Hey," he tugs you into his lap, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. "Would you still like me if I was something... Else?" It was a little odd for him to be physically intimate like this. Still, it wasn't unwelcome.

"Yuuji?" You ran your fingers up his back, feeling the soft ridges of the muscle under his clothes. "What do you mean?"

Without warning, he hungrily kissed your neck, a wide hand at the base of your skull to hold you steady. It was unexpected. The way he desperately groped you, bit you, leaving marks on your skin in a way you'd never dreamed he would. And god, it was hot. It wasn't long before he had you pinned beneath him and you got a good look at his face.

His face, suddenly decorated with tribal tattoos. You thought you saw an extra set of eyes, and watching them blink confirmed they were real. He grinned, showing off sharp fangs you'd never seen in Yuuji's mouth.

This was definitely something else.

He pushed his hair back and licked his lips with a serpentine tongue. A dangerous glint in his eye sparked the thing that was always missing between you and Yuuji. The danger.

"Glad you're not one of those god-fearing bitches." His voice was different, too. It was a lot deeper. "Yuuji has shit taste in women. Finally went home with someone interesting." He chuckled.

"Who... What are you?" You shrink back as best you can with him between your legs.

"Ryomen Sukuna. Demon." He brushed his lips against yours, grabbing your wrists to hold them above your head. "You looked like you were about to die of boredom, so I thought I'd rescue ya."

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umm ngl I been into pairing Sukuna and megumi lately so I also mentally put them in this scenario and I'm a big fan lol

[mintmatcha]

Hi Mint! If your event is still open I'd like to submit

Aizawa in "The Stars Die Out, In the Blaze of the Sun"

If not. Hope your doing ok. Hope this month treats you gently 🖤

Hello SURPRISE i'm doing fake fics again!

i'm sorry this is so, so, so late! I’ve been touching it on and off. idk why i decided this needed to be the title to an intense angst work, but! I did. oh well-- it's my brand

The Stars Die Out, In the Blaze of the Sun: 50k words, heavy angst, hurt comfort, happy ending.

CW: discussions of suicide, self harm, depression, blood.

Synopsis:

Ten years after the worst day of your life, you run into the man who saved you when you needed it most.

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Ten years ago.

The weather has settled into your joints, aching and creaking as you open and close your fist to return the circulation to your fingertips. Up here, the air is thin and the dawn has just barely broken, only a touch of grey noticeable on the city skyline. From far, far below, you can see the early morning traffic on the bridge has been halted by police cars and their oscillating lights, blocking the space right below you. Some people are honking, annoyed by the delay.

When the wind blows, there's enough force to hunch you forward, threatening to send you toppling forward into the river below, so you cling on to the rusted metal so hard your fingernails crack. It’s so cold that the tears on your cheeks burn as they fall, clinging on to your cheeks until they are ready to fall.

You don't want to fall until you're ready either.

It was supposed to be so easy. It’s just one step forward, just a foot forward and then gravity takes care of everything else, but now you’re here, sitting above your final moments.

This moment was supposed to come with some amount of profoundness, wasn't it? Some sort of change of heart or big revelation that life is good or, or... or something else that would make the world flip on its axis.

But the world stays right-side up.

The ache doesn't go away.

It alarms you how you don't even have to steel yourself, extending one leg as if to measure the distance. It's far enough the inky black river below looks like asphalt,

“Don’t.” A voice catches your attention.

A few feet to the left sits someone else- a hero. He’s relatively young, with thick black hair, a full spattering of stubble across his jaw, and tired, tired eyes. He’s perched delicately, coiled up like a cat- relaxed, yet primed to spring into action. You're not sure how you missed him climbing all the way up here. Probably the same way everyone else missed you climbing the bridge's repair structure earlier.

You quickly wipe away tears and snot from your cheeks, coughing and sputtering as you try to collect yourself. There’s so much to say, but the only think you can manage is: “I’m sorry.”

The man doesn’t respond, watching you carefully. He even blinks with a feline nature, overly slow and careful, as if he's afraid to miss something.

He is, you think, He's afraid to blink and you'll be halfway to nowhere.

“What are you sorry for?”

“The traffic, mostly.” You choke out a laugh at yourself, but it dissolves into a sob in your throat. Blood, overly warm, has begun welling up from the broken beds of your fingernails, but the pain hasn’t hit yet; it’s overshadowed by how hollow your chest has become, how the blankness has begun to rot within you and break. “Those people are so mad I haven’t died yet, huh?”

“Don’t worry about that,” the man reassures, “They can wait while we get you down.”

The wind rips through you again. That doesn’t make you feel better. You can see the police beginning to pace, hands on their hips in aggravation.

You can't even die right.

"Don't look down there," the man says, "What’s your name?”

You tell him. He nods wistfully, like it means something, even though it doesn’t. It’s something he’ll forget tomorrow, when the sun comes up again and life continues without you.

"My name's Shouta." The stranger repeats your name back like he's testing it. “Why don’t you come down with me?”

You shake your head.

"Everyone wants you to come down safely."

"No, they don't." you wipe your nose on your sleeve, coughing on the snot that has built in your throat. You didn't realize how you body was racked with sobs into now; you had blamed the quivering on the freezing temperatures, but it's from how every muscle in your body is gripped as tight as it'll go, aching and begging for release. "They just want this over."

With the toe of one sneaker, you push down on the back of your other shoe, inching in off until it hangs from your toe. Then, with equal amount of caution, you flex your foot, letting dangle and dangle

then drop,

drop,

drop,

drop

until you can't make out where the breeze has pushed it, just a speck against it all. The rising dawn reveals tiny crested waves in the river, foaming blips of sickly yellow.

"Hey." He says it softly the first time, but as you slip off your other shoe he grows more firm. "Hey now."

The man has slipped closer, now just barely an arm's distance from you. "Stop that. You're going to need those."

When he extends an arm, you flinch back hard enough that your hands slips against the metal and you have to scramble to stay put.

He reels back, blinking much too quickly to be natural, then forces himself to relax. You can see how he thinks, chewing on his lip as he tries to come up with the correct thing to say.

You wonder if proheroes get training in this. You doubt it.

"You're so young," he breathes, breath curling into strange shapes that immediately get blown away, "How old are you?"

It takes a moment to remember. Young: you haven't felt young since high school, before the weight of the world hit your shoulders.

"Twenty-three." The number sounds small now.

"Me too," The man says, "If I reach for you, are you going to jump?"

"I-" You want to. You will. "I don't know."

He settles back slightly, hands up in earnest surrender. "I'll stay here then."

Honks carry over the ambient wind, flecks of nothing in the distance. Both of you sit, watching the horizon with unfocused eyes, everything familiar to you blurred and dim through tears.

He looks older than you. His skin has already begun to crease between his eyebrows into a permanent furrow, matching the sullen frown lines on the corners of his lips. Life must be hard for him too, you think.

"Shouta," you ask after a very long while, voice raw and cracked, "Do you ever want to die?"

His voice barely carries over to you, despite him being so close. You suspect he's going to grab on to you soon and wrestle you to the ground. He's going to hurt you the second your guard is down, just like every other man you've let get too close-

Instead, he sits there, quiet.

"I do."

You look down and the world spins. "Why haven't you?"

"I don't know." He exhales heavily, "I really don't."

[teddybeartoji]

omg no wait bc you and higu would be so cute i actually wanna hear all about it. i think he would benefit from a little silly and you certainly could fulfill that role!!! im actually obsessed..... pls share any thoughts you have 🤲

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GODD!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEHEHEE HII PERCE MY LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU'RE SUCH AN ANGELLL AAAAHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR INDULGING ME ON THISSS HEHEHEHEHHE:33333

SOOO ME AND HIGUUUU😭😭😭 this is a bit silly bc it's not like a real Real selfship yet okay... i don't actually know him all that well so i don't feel like i can yk officially make it into one but you just wait........ it'll become real soon enough..............

OKOKOK SO WE ALL HAVE TO SAY A BIG THANK U TO MY FRIEND ARI @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat BC THEY KIND OF PUSHED ME INTO THAT😭😭😭 i think we were just talking about who of the new character i'd love and then they said that higu would definitely be one of the faves and well.. i am not disagreeing at all he seems so fucking funny and just an absolute sweetheart!!!!!!!!!!!!!! soooo my friend brought up the idea of me being like an intern at his law firm and............................ i folded immediately what can i say. (btw this got so long. uhm. prepare yourself?)

so imagine mickey the errand boy and higu the lawyer man:33 it all starts out super fucking slow btw (every single one of my ships is a slowburn what the fuck anyway). i am very excited to be there,, i think this sort of a job is very perfect for me aaand i think he'd find my enthusiasm very.. interesting lmao in a good way!!!! bc yk who the fuck is excited abt printing out papers and shit??!!! mee:3333

he always tells me that i can go home (cough that i can go home on time.. cough) but i refuse!!!!!!! how am i gonna leave him here all alone smhhh so i always help him finish everything he needs to get done (or at least everything i can help with yk?) aand then we go to this burger place that's just like around the corner to finally eat something and aaah idk it just feels very good with him. like very casual. the first like ten to twenty minutes are usually spent in silence just bc we're both tired and just wanna gulp down our food,, but when we're done with those.. we're talking abt the silliest stuff!!!!!!!!!! he tells me abt his cats. i know he has them ok. canon. in my head. he has two. their names are corkscrew and matilda. (????????????????)( don't ask) he tells me abt how they seems to like to tussle a lot and it makes him a bit nervous bc what if they don't get along but then they're cuddling a minute later and wheww it's all good. i love listening to him ramble btw. it's not like he does that all too often, but when he's tired he kind of spitballs a bit more and i think it's very endearing:333

and then he ofc apologizes for said ramble while tugging on his tie to loosen it up a little. he's so hot. anyway. and then he almost BEGSSS for me to talk to him too. about anything. it's very hard to feel insecure about talking too much with him bc he literally keeps telling me that he loves listening to me....................... perce what if i die

i'm making this other thing ari talked abt canon too bc oh my god their brain is huge. sooo one day. higu is late to work. and he's never late??????? had me thinking that he literally fucking dies or smth yk??? like he wouldn't answer his phone and it was just pouring outside omfg i was so fucking worried. pacing around the office, just calling him again and again and again. and then the door opens and there he is!!!!!!!!!!! COMPLETELY DRENCHEDDDDD like from head to toe, holding his coat weirdly of over his head and body idk he looked so silly (and cute). he apologized to some of the other workers before meeting my gaze and hurrying over and before i could even ask anything,, he opens his coat aND CAT!!!!!!!!!! HE HAD A FUCKING KITTEN???????? IN HIS HANDS?????????????????????????????????? HELLO???????????????????????????????? SIR????????????????????????

and then he literally just handed me the little critter asking whether i could look after it while he's working?????????????????? i was just so baffled bc wHAT. but i obviously took that task very seriously. i tried to clean up the kitty and made him like a make-shift bed from my own hoodie. and then after he got himself a cup of coffee (btw he spent almost no time on drying himself oh my god he's a bit of a loser isn't he...)(he has my heart<3) aaaaaand when he finally sat down behind his desk and looked through the glass wall...

and he just saw me holding the bundled up little kitty to my face while i just stare at it. HE WAS JUST SO CUTE OK I NEEDED TO JUST LOOK AT IT FOR SOME TIME I LOVE CATS OK!!!!!!!!!! that made him smile though. bc he loves cats too:333 btw we just send each other cat pics too. like very randomly. he's just a room away and he's sending them to me instead of just.. idk coming over to my table to show them to me in person??? he's a workaholic ok. ahgsahgshasga i love himmmm

OKOK ANYWAY THIS IS LIKE SO MUCH INFO I'M SORRY FOR THE WORDVOMIT LMAO but i really really do like him and this little thing i have going on with him... we're still in a weird little zone between coworkers and friends and ????????????? but we're both okay with that we're not pushing anything we just do whatever feels comfortable<333333333

BUT WAHHH THANK YOU AGAIN FOR INDULGING ME ON THIS PERCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM SMOOCHING YOU SO VERY HARD RN HEHEHEHHEEE!!!!!!! I HOPE UR HAVING THE BEST DAY EVER MY LOVE!!!!!!!

[moonlightdistractions]

since it's supernatural day and I'm thinking so many wincest thoughts because hello? I'm only human. uh, so I was reading a few forgotten WIPs I had done years ago. here's a bit I actually typed up and saved in 2019, thinking I'd actually*do* something with it. hah.

below the cut, a beginning or middle to a first time late season wincest...

wrote this after watching 13x20 Unfinished Business

"...and if we die? we'll do that together too." Sam let the words reverberate through the air before leaving the room, letting them pierce through his brother's thick skull. Dean's need to protect him, putting him up on some goddamn pedestal, just cracked something in his heart. How can he ever get Dean to understand how important he is, how loved he is? How Sam ceases to exist when Dean is gone? Why do they have to suck so badly at telling one another how much they love and need one another? Why are they so fucking necessary to one another!?

Sam drags fingers through his hair, roughly tugging it back. He pulls a little too hard, just to feel that bit of pain. He needs to calm down. He's fighting his instinct to go to Dean, to show him how much he's loved.

"Idiot." Sam whispers, not sure if he means himself or Dean. Both.

He sighs as he gets to his bedroom and starts shucking layers. He's so tired. Constantly worried about mom and Jack, about Dean, about everything. Feeling like he just keeps failing. Not doing enough. Never enough. He finally gets the last layer off and sits on the edge of his bed. He feels that deep pang of loneliness that comes at night, when he's ever-alone in a room he has no attachment to. He lays back on the bed, feet still on the floor, and looks up at the ceiling. He keeps this room and it's too small bed to remind himself he doesn't deserve more. He closes his eyes, wetness gathering at the corners of his eyes. "goddammit" He rubs his face, feeling the threat of tears. That's how tired he is, that he's not sure he can stop the flood of emotions.

"Sammy?" Dean's voice is barely audible, just a hoarse whisper, but Sam heard it as if it was yelled. He swipes at his wet face, a futile tactic since his brother is right there. He didn't even hear Dean creep in, how fucking embarrassing. Sam sits up, tries to not make his nudity weirder than it could be. Whatever, they've seen it all.

"Uh. Yeah, Dean? Is-are you okay?" Sam is trying really hard to keep himself in check, to not reveal too much. He lays his hands loosely on his lap. Dean steps in the room and shuts the door behind him. He stands there, uncertainty written all over his body. Sam searches his brother's face for a clue, and what he finds is unknown to him. Timid. Insecure.

"I can't." Dean starts, but abruptly stops, biting his bottom lip like he used to, showing nervous energy.  Looks to his brother. "Sam. Thing is, what I was trying to tell you. You, you are the only reason I even keep trying." He stops again, eyes sliding to the ground, hands fisted at his side. "I can't fucking believe I'm saying this, but it seems you didn't get the memo. I've said it before, in a goddamn church for crying out loud, that there ain't nothing I'd put before you. You get me, Sammy?"

Sam starts to fidget, sitting ass-naked on his bed in front of his beloved brother. Listening to Dean saying these things, things Sam wants to hear but fears isn't the same as he feels. His love for Dean runs deeper than blood or brotherhood. He wants everything Dean has to offer.

He stands up, not saying a word, but tears fall down his face. He forgets his nudity as he walks towards Dean, who is now openly staring.

"Jesus Christ, Sammy. Look at you." Dean's voice causes a shiver to run down Sam's spine and he stops moving, looks down at himself. He lifts his eyes, still wet, and looks into Dean's intense green eyes, "But, Dean, I want everything. More than you can ever want to give. I'm sorry, God, I never intended you to know. This is just me and my fucked up want."

Dean drags fingertips over Sam's tear stained cheeks. "I gotta- Sam, please." Dean's voice is barely audible, just a raw whisper. Sam feels lips brush his ear, and his breathing quickens. "Yeah. God, yeah." Sam doesn't even know what he's saying yes to, he just knows he'll give Dean everything. "Anything."

Sam feels teeth bite down on the juncture between his neck and shoulder and his knees almost gives out on him. Dean starts laying claim on him, with teeth, lips, hands. "Sammy. Tell me." Dean says between heated touches. "Is this what you want. I need to hear you say it."

"I want everything you can give me. Dean. I'm yours." Dean growls his response onto Sam's lips, the kiss takes Sam's breath away.

[seth-burroughs]

yakou for the ask meme? (i also hate what the fandom has done to him so i trust your rc opinions. keep up the good work)

Thank you anon I'll do my best🙏

Yakou:

favorite thing about them

How he's a fucking loser but pulled off the most elaborate murder plan just to get revenge for his Dead Wife and stabbed Dr. Huesca not once but like three times and was fine with dying afterwards if it meant that bitch is gonna die too. And now he's stuck with him in the restricted area for an indefinite period. Oh well

Not my actual favourite thing about him (because I cannot choose man) but I really wanted to point it out because I don't see enough people talk about the sheer BLOODLUST that guy had in chapter 4 like holy shit good for him I think he should be allowed to kill murder & destroy whoever he wants

least favorite thing about them

Nothing comes to mind, I'd say he got underutilized but that's the case with most of the characters here tbh (mdarc feels kinda rushed 😔😔) and Yakou is not THAT bad compared to the peacekeepers it's like. It's fine!

favorite line

Can't really pick, probably the chat Yuma had with him in the prologue, but there are a lot

brOTP

Him and the NDA, but especially Yuma his best pal buddy bro ziomek morda mordeczka Yuma who never remembers to get the fucking groceries.

OTP

none tbh

nOTP

Uhhhhhhhh yakou/seth, yakou/yomi. honestly i'm not big on any Yakou ships can't imagine him in a healthy romantic relationship (viviakou toxic sludge is fine though)

random headcanon

Makes the best fucking spaghetti sauce you ever ate in your entire life. But he puts like an entire garlic in it and you can choke to death on the smell. Also he's a trans man. Usually I don't really hc male characters as trans men etc (rather I go the other way, like a canonically female character being a trans man, non-binary et cetera) but both he and Vivia fit the vibes so! Let's goooooo.

unpopular opinion

I HATE HATE HATE the common fandom hc of Yakou being a father figure to Yuma or the whole NDA or to any character. The vibes aren't aligning on that one, he's their extremely tired boss/acquaintance/pal/best pal that lets them do terrible things to his budget if they torment him hard enough. And also because I constantly see Yuma getting treated like a 12 year old, no guys he doesn't need an adult male role model and father figure, he needs his 6ft tall 1000+ years old death god gf back from the book and to explore his much more attractive rich and successfull perfect homunculus clone's body that'll fix him I believe.

Also: I'm all for NDA found family (even if we didn't get much of them from the actual game...) but please stop making them like. a nuclear mom dad and their beautiful two children family it doesn't have to conform to any rigid roles pleaseee sometimes you're found family and fuck each other it's FINE jeuss. I was about to say something but I'm having a real one right now qhat what I forgot what I typed I suggest you forget too.

Anyway him and Yuma play minecraft together they pull of the most complicated redstone mechanisms and once every few days his house gets burned down by Desuhiko who logs into Yuma's computer while he isn't looking. He always leaves behind a very visible trail of cheeto dust on the keyboard however Yuma would never snitch on the boy that makes him warrior cats pride pfps free of charge so he just tells Yakou it's a hacker

song i associate with them

Generic old songs on the radio. I don't have any

favorite picture of them

h-HELLO???

[quackitysdrugdealer]

As some people may know i'm going to start writing one shots so i made a list of promts feel free to use these i can do other promts and things this is just ideas but there are some things i won't do like smut i will let you know if i'm uncomfortable with your request and explain that i'm uncomfortable with that and if you send in a request i'm a small account so i can pretty much guarantee that i'll get your request done within 27 hours lol but for now enjoy my promts!

1 "Aw, look at you!"

"Stop touching me."

"I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to annoy you; you're just so cute."

2 "Do you even realize how cute you are?"

"Oh yes, I'm adorable. I'm a fucking delight."

3 "I just can't get over the fact that you said yes."

(while gazing at their ring) "Believe it, baby. I said yes over a year ago."

"I know... but still."

4"I've never met anyone that makes me feel the way you do."

"Crazy?"

"Yes but in the best possible way."

5"Stop touching me."

"But I wanna cuddle!"

"Oh, well then why didn't you just say so. C'mere."

6"Do you know who's the best person in the world?"

"Me?"

"No, me but only because you make me the best person."

7"I want to be better for you."

8 "I want to deserve you and I never will unless I become a better person."

9 "I still can't believe you love me."

"Better believe it, baby."

10 "I'm crazy about you."

"Yeah, you're crazy alright."

11"Kiss me!"

"Never."

(pouting)

"Oh, I was kidding! Stop pouting like that."

12 "You're my favorite!"

"You married me, so I really hope I'm your favorite."

13 "Have you ever thought about leaving me?"

"I'd be a fool to ever want to leave you."

14 "You are the best."

"Not nearly as best as you!"

"That made no sense."

"Only because you don't understand how incredible you are."

"No, that just grammatically didn't make sense."

15 "Quit being a grammar junkie!"

"Why don't you come over here and make me?" (😘😉)

16 #11 “I’m tired” “I can see that babe” “Sleep with me?” “mhm”

17 “Kiss me?”

18 “You are my home, you have been since we met”

19 “Hi sweetheart” “Hi babe” “Is that my shirt?” “No”

20“Die” “Bet” “wait- babe no stop”

21“Hello lovely” “Hi <character name>”

22 “I've to go” “Noooo please” “Sorry love”

23“God I love you”

24 “Happy Birthday”

25: "i'm pregnant"

26: " you know i only let you touch me"

27: " there's no other person for me i swear"

28: dancing in the rain

29 "dance with me?"

30: person a shares persons Bs secrets with the there friends and they break up

31 They're drunk and you're carrying them to their room, when they unexpectedly say how much they love you, causing you to drop them on the floor

32 They end the phone call with an accidental ''love you'', leaving you flustered

33 Confessing before being separated for an uncertain period of time

34 Asking them how your name + their surname would sound like (or/and vice versa)

35 Accidentally confessing while laughing over something

36 Saying "I love you" while they're sleeping/unconscious/in coma. You know well that they can't hear you, but a small part of you hopes they did

37 Always giving each other yellow roses for valentine's day, when one day you see that you've got red roses instead

38 Tears drench your cheeks as you confess. The last thing you hear before dying is them screaming your name

39 Confessing at the same place where they first met

40 Scolding them for doing something stupid, wondering "why did I have to fall for you" and not realising that you just said that out loud

41:“You saved me, let me save you”

42: “You can’t save me and then walk out”

43: “ Focus on me please”

44: “You deserve better” “And you need more”

45: “Babe it’s not what it looks like” “Yeah? then what is it?”

46: “How are you in the wrong if you’re the only one putting in the effort to make it work?”

47: “Sometimes giving up is easier my love”

48: “How many times do we have to hurt each other before realising we’re no good at this”

49: “So what that’s it?” “Yeah it is, this relationship is one sided and I’m tired okay”

50: “Can you hold me while I go?”

51:hot chocolate and cuddles

52: person b gets hypothermia

53: breakfast in bed

54: holding there child for the first time

55: walking in on person a cuddling there baby

56: person a and b break up and 3 year's later person a finds person b with a child there child

57: Braiding eachothers hair

58: dieing before you can admit there feelings

59:dancing in the light of the fridge

60: dyeing eachothers hair

61: person a has autism

62: doing face masks together

63: one of them getting shot and almost dieing

64: person b has adhd and person a notices that there fidgety so the grab there hand

65: person a being a Assassin and is supposed to kill person b but they can't and make it there lifes mission to protect person b

66: movie night!!

67: (requester chose's a song for the oneshot to be based off of)

68: person a thinks there house is haunted but it's just person b being annoying

69: meeting the parents for the first time

70: person a finding out they need glasses and realizing how long there visions been so blurry and they thought it was normal and freaking out beacuse they can finally see person b clearly and thinking there beautiful

71: photographer meets artists

72: " we've GOT to stop meeting like this"

"You kidnapped me idiot"

" but your not a kid?"

" oh my gosh you are a idiot"

73 " murder wasn't on today's agenda"

"It's not on anyones"

" no it's on mine, just not untill next Thursday"

74: " did you have to hit me with a corpses leg? Was that really necessary?"

"Necessary. No. Hilarious, yes"

Royalty!au

Bodyguard!au

Brother's best friend!au

enemies to lovers!au

Friends to lovers!au

Love letters!au

Famous!au

Streamer!au

Assassin!au

Famous brother!au

Time travel!au

Ghost and human!au

Suicidal x therapist!au(not romancing being Suicidal please if you feel this way talk to someone even if it's just a little or about your day it will help and dms always open)

Student x teacher!au(both of age)

Demigod x mortal!au

Beast friends brother!au

Transfer student!au

Dark academy!au

Different sides in a war!au

Polor opposites!au

I hate everyone in the world but you!au

Fake dating!au

Grumpy x sunshine!au

Cowarker romance!au

And again these are just ideas you can thinknof your own if you want to

[wind-becomes-lightning]

Temporary OPEN requests

Hello friends, I am in a writing low and since I miss the only hobby I am good at, I thought maybe you all could help me get my ass out of my seat. So I will temporarily open requests. This is open infinitely, or at least until I stop feeling like doing some. I hardly get asks these days so I doubt I will be overloaded.

Answering these might take as long as they might take. Depending on what fandom it is I might post on @konohamaru-sensei instead of here.

Rules:

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Fandoms: Nart, Fairy Tail, HQ, BNHA, JJK - if you want others please ask first

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Currenlty in Q - 14 fics.

The prompts are all lyrics choosen from my favourite songs playlist.

prompts to choose from:

"And don't you dare say we can just be friends."

"I didn't know I was lonely until I saw your face."

"Someone's gotta be the lighthouse and that someone's gotta be me."

"Home is whenever I'm with you."

"And you know for me, it's always you."

"If we loved again I swear I'd love you right."

"Who you are is not what you did."

"So tell me Darling, do you wish we fall in love?"

"Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand?"

"I hope you're always happy like we were."

"You can drag me through hell, if it meant I could hold your hand."

"You make me strong enough to stand."

"And we were never enough, though we hoped to be, so hopelessly."

"It's a heavy burden on me, baby, a heavy burden that will always stay with me."

"Goodbyes are bittersweet, but it's not the end, I'll see your face again."

"When the morning wakes me all this will fade away."

"Who cares if we will meet again? It's obvious that we're not friends."

"If we sleep together would you be my friend forever?"

"You left me more dead than you'll ever know."

"How could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine?"

"And we all look so damn happy, even though we're all so lonely."

"What a wicked thing to say, you never felt that way."

"I'll be there for you through it all."

"Life was like atipping scale, like an abacus I played with, counting every win and fail."

"I will never stop choosing you, babe, I will never get used to you.

"I'm not saying I'm sorry - one day maybe we'll meet again."

"I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin."

"I won't surrender until you give me back my life."

"I'm drowning in the flood I know as you."

"This is not who I want you to see, it's just adding on weight to the darkness in me."

"I just want you to know who I am."

"Everything led back to you."

"I fall apart but the memories never die."

"I'll see you on the other side."

"We come alone and alone we die."

"I'm falling even more in love with you."

"I'd do anything to make you stay."

"I guess I was just a little too late."

"Why does being so free mean so far away from me?"

"I will stay - nobody will break you."

"Washing your hands with blood wont take away the stain."

"Aren't you sick of wasting so much time?"

"How do I get away, when you are begging me to stay?"

"Keep me by your side, we'll pretend that we're alive."

"We will never dance in the spotlight."

"Why do we always get so far before we let go?"

"Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse."

"Your love is changing me."

"When will the voices in my head stop and let me rest?"

"Something inside this heart has died."

"I can whisper, I can yes, but I know I'm just talking to myself."

"Ditt liv vilar i vinden." (Your life rests in wind.)

"I wish that you could see that I have my troubles too."

"You set my heart on fire."

"Tell me please all is forgiven."

"Life and love I don't deserve."

"All I ever do is run."

"Ich weiß, ich weiß und ich ertrage es nicht." (I know, I know, and I can't take it.)

"Dein Gewissen ist betrunken." (Your conscience is drunk.)

"Tę wojnę wygra tylko jeden." (This war will only be won by one)

"I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you."

"I've loved you three summers now, but I want them all."

"You said we'd leave this place in dust and fall from heaven straight through hell."

"I'm chemically drawn closer to you."

"You're the anchor that is tied to my brain."

"Every minute and every hour I miss you more."

"I wanna waste all of my time with you."

"I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you."

"Wiesz, że Twój ogień już zgasł" (You know that your fire has already gone out)

"Du warst ein Polaroid im Regen und mein erstes Lied." (You were a polaroid in the rain and my first song.)

"その昨日の下の変わらない景色の中からここまで繋がってる." (The unchanging sceneries behind our everyday lives on with me)

"Du gibst mir Zeit und dann denk ich, dass es vielleicht, vielleicht für immer so bleibt." (You give me time and I think then, that maybe maybe, this will be forever.)

"You are the reason that I dream."

"And I won't let you down, I swear this time I mean it."

"How could she say to me, love will find a way?"

"But of all these friends and lovers, there is no one compares with you."

"I'm a drifter's body in an open sea."

"You and I have memories longer than the road that stretches out ahead."

"But to love her is to need her everywhere."

"I need you so much closer."

"I've become what I always hated."

"Everybody lies, but I'd never doubt you."

"Every road and ever yhighway led me right back to your door."

"I told you to forget me, but you stayed by my side."

"They said all of my cages were mental, so I got wasted like all my potential."

"There'll be happiness after you, but there was happiness because of you - both of these things can be true."

"Someone to watch me die."

[tentacleteapot]

Hello! Here is my Animorphs question: pick five Animorphs books you MUST read once a month, and five you may never read again. The others you may read whenever. What are your choices?

(I am ALWAYS down to talk about Animorphs!)

oh this is fun, I like this angle!

now, I'm gonna get the cheating answer out of the way first: if we include the side books, I could really easily toss out Alternamorphs #1 and #2, as well as Megamorphs 2, 3, and 4, which weren't as fun as the first Megamorphs book despite still having some great stuff in them. that's way too easy, of course, so I'll stick to main series books! first off, I'll do the ones I'd have to read once a month.

I could probably reread #8 (The Alien) every week and not get tired of it. it's easily one of the most memorable books in the series, and it has some of the silliest and most enjoyable dialogue of all the books too. it's an all-time fave. I'd also choose #12 (The Reaction), because crocodiles are my favorite animal and even if it...didn't exactly pan out... I was REALLY excited for someone to get a crocodile morph. a more controversial choice would have to be #28, The Experiment - apparently a lot of people don't like this one? but I thought the chimp jailbreak was fun, and as somebody who is extremely squicked out by mind control, the yeerk scientist confirming that free will can never be truly erased from humans was kind of cool. I also have to pick #19, The Departure, because Cassie is my favorite and this is really a top tier Cassie book. it also introduces Aftran, who I low key kind of ship Cassie with (there's a tumblr fan artist I need to try to track down again who draws the most AMAZING Aftran fan art and makes her really snarky and fun), so it's got a ton going for it. my fifth and final once-a-month read is going to be slightly controversial too, though, I think, because I feel like I remember hearing that people HATE this one. it's another Cassie book, for starters, and it's also #14, The Unknown -- the one where the Animorphs sneak into Zone 91 to try and see if the US government has actually secured andalite technology or not. I think a lot of people hate the ending reveal but I always thought it was hilarious, so that's been a fave for ages.

now, for the five books I can never read again... #47, The Resistance, is first up. I get what it's trying to do with the dual storylines featuring present-day Jake and his great-uncle once removed (I think that's how it works) who fought in the Civil War, but, it just really doesn't grab me. similarly I feel like #44, The Unexpected, is also not super compelling, even if it IS about Cassie. for one thing it threatened the Cassie/Jake ship which teenage me considered to be sacred, haha, and for another the ending feels like it's very hastily slapped together. I LOVE the premise of Cassie getting stranded on the other side of the world due to getting knocked out during an airport fight, but "and then one of the Chee comes by and happens to save her right away" is just... too easy. not that I'd have preferred she stay in the Outback or die out there or something!! #36, The Mutation, isn't one that I think is BAD, it's just one I don't remember sticking with me much - which is wild when you consider the fact it's about the Animorphs discovering that Atlantis is real. I DO love the begrudging team-up with Visser Three, though. I'll miss being able to read that bit again. this is getting difficult now -- I almost wanted to just use the David Trilogy to knock out three choices at once, but knowing me I do wanna revisit that sequence from time to time. instead I'll pick #16, The Warning, which is the "Visser Three's twin brother, Esplin 9466 Lesser, is a cannibal serial killer" book. I do love the ending implying that Jake might've burned Esplin's mansion down, but otherwise something about the cannibal yeerk business feels almost cartoonishly grisly, you know? I think the last one I'll pick to never read again is #25, The Extreme. it's another "the Animorphs go to foreign lands, acquire exotic animals, and are briefly helped out by an indigenous kid from whatever country they're visiting" book, this time by an Inuit kid rather than an aborigine kid or the people living in the Amazon rainforest in book 12, and I always feel weird about those books. they all seem to involve a really strict and simple formula (Animorphs end up in another country because of weird circumstances, get indigenous morphs and meet indigenous people, just barely manage to destroy the new threat in time, and then the final chapter handwaves them home again). they aren't BAD by any means but they don't do a lot (besides time travel) that really makes them feel special once I spotted the formula they all follow. honestly, even with there being a few books I don't remember super well or could go without rereading again, I'm glad I don't ACTUALLY have to never revisit them again forever. they're such fun books and they were super influential when it comes to my writing style and how much I love writing dialogue! this was so much fun to revisit. I'd be super curious to hear your answers to this same question, too!

[battlecruiseranthracite]

𓆣 4, 15, 26, 29 for the ask game 𓆣

hello hi hello!

 4: Hard to say, really. I would say the two series that I've liked the most have been The Last Dragon series and Artemis Fowl, but they're likely colored by rose tinted goggles more than a bit. Worm is definitely a top contender, even if I quite like that one largely for the many many fanfictions it's inspired rather than the novel itself.

 If I truly had to say only one novel, gun to my head I'd say Armageddon?? by Stuart Slade would have to be my favorite. It's techincally not a true published work, but that's largely due to the fact that it was leaked all over the web my the first publisher he sent it to for ideological reasons. Basically the premise is that god declares that heaven is closed and true believers should lay down and die, and while some humans do that a lot more of them say 'Well that sounds like a raw deal' and flip the bird to god, and in response the armies of hell march upon the world. While I love the premise, apparently some person who read the manuscript thought it was blasphemous and leaked it all over the web, making it essentially unpublishable. It really sucked, because Stuart Slade had already written the second book as well, but without funds couldn't afford to write the third one. The second book is also up online, and the series actually developed enough of a cult following that he started writing the third book and posting chapters online, but unfortunately shortly afterwards he died of Covid and thus the series will never be finished and all the amazing plot threads will never really be resolved. Really good two books however, look up The Salvation War if you wanna read it, and if you have trouble finding it lmk and I can help!

15: This one was hard so I have 2 sentences.

Less alliteration version: A being in flux, trying to get herself off the ground and into the world, finding out how to connect with others and waiting for the other shoe to drop, impossibly tired yet pushing onwards in hope that one day she’ll find a home where she can create and rest and feel safe.

More alliteration version: Confusing confounding Creature full of contradictions, who currently is in a cruddy and confusing place and feels more and more cracks every day, but despite that continues to claw her way through the calamities of life.

26: Kinda cruddy, I’ve had a pressure or infection or something at the back of my nose for a while and I tried washing my nose with a netty pot only to realize after that you cant just use tap water, you have to actually use a saline solution. Also tried washing it with some raw apple cider vinegar which may have been a bit of a mistake. Got some nasal spray, so I do hope that kicks in sooner rather than later.

Buuuut I have finally been able to sit down to play some EDF 6, so hey, that’s p nice.  Its been a longass day and its nice to have a bit of time to relax, even if I will need to go to sleep kinda soon.

29: Ok this one is REALLY hard because essentially every single song I listen to has no lyrics lmao. I think my fav song lyrics at the moment however are from I Just Want To Exist by Empty blue, the opening thing really hits hard and is a huge mood that I feel right now.

I didn't ask to be here, to be a part of any of this I was just sort of born onto this planet and in this life And every day since, I've had to validate my existence Prove myself at school, prove myself at work, prove myself to my community, prove myself to God I have to pay to stay alive, I have to work so that I'm able to pay I have to grind away to get all of these resources that aren't even mine because I have to get them to someone else just to validate me (I deserve to exist, deserve to exist)