#I wanna focus on how happy I am to get to help others and work at such A NEAT PLACE??

[evansbby]

𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲’𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥✨🎀

Pairing: quarterback!Ari Levinson x naive!Reader

Summary: You have to do what daddy says, no matter how depraved it may be.

Warnings: smutt, dd/lg vibes, daddy kink, phone sex, riding of stuffed animals, dirty talk, Ari being depraved, Ari being a cocky asshole, innocence kink.

“But Ari, I’ve never sent nudes before.”

You bite your lip, moving your phone from one ear to the other. It was 2am, and you’re usually never awake this late. But you’d been working on a paper that was due tomorrow morning, and then Ari had called you.

Which was crazy. You didn’t even know Ari had your number. He was a senior and you were only a freshman and it was insane that he wanted to talk to you! You’d only ever met him once at a party last week, where he’d flirted with you sporadically throughout the night. You didn’t think much of it at the time, since he’d been flirting with a bunch of other girls too.

“Just lift your shirt up and send me a picture, sweetheart.” Ari insists, sounding smug on the other end of the line. “Maybe play with your tits a bit? Fuck, you have such nice tits.”

“Y-You think so?”

“Yeah, baby. I can’t stop staring at them whenever I see you in person.”

“Oh. Thanks!” You know you shouldn’t be happy with such a shallow compliment, but the fact that he’s interested in you is giving you butterflies. He was older than you, and he was the captain of the football team and the most popular guy on campus. You were, of course, none of those things.

“Well? Don’t keep me waiting.” There’s a slight edge to his tone.

You inhale deeply, opening your camera and lifting your top up. You’re not wearing a bra and your nipples are already hard from Ari’s smooth-talking and his gravelly voice. You snap a quick picture before sending it to him.

A pause.

“Fuck, you are so hot.”

“Thank you!” You glow at the praise. But then your eye catches the clock on your nightstand, “ooh, Ari, it’s getting late! I need to sleep now.”

“No.” Ari commands. “Let’s talk on FaceTime.”

“But I’m only in my PJs!” (They were babyish pyjamas too, nothing sexy at all.)

He ignores you, cutting the call and then calling you again through FaceTime. You accept it, gasping because he was shirtless on his bed. You’d never seen him shirtless before! His chest and torso were so muscular and hairy—but it made him look so manly that you couldn’t help but feel sparks run down your spine.

“Cute PJs.” He snorts.

“I’m sorry I don’t have anything sexier.”

“Don’t worry, baby. But maybe you should just take your top off completely, hm?”

“Oh, uh… I don’t know about that, Ari.”

“I’m not wearing a shirt, am I? So it’s only fair if you don’t wear one either.” He gives you a charming smile and you feel your insides turn to goo. Oh, you had the biggest crush on him! You can already feel every cell in your body itching to do exactly what he’s asked you to.

You shrug your top off, trying only to focus on Ari and how his eyes widen, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. He licks his lips and runs a hand through his unruly brown hair. His other hand is out of frame, and you can’t see what he’s doing with it.

“Fuck, you’re so goddamn sexy, baby, showing off your hot, tight little body to me, huh?”

“I—I…uh… y-yeah, I guess—”

“Move up and down for me a bit, I wanna see your tits bounce. Mm, just like that, sweetie. Fuck, you love listening to me, don’t you?”

You watch in awe as he spits down into the palm of his hand, and now you can guess what his hand is doing and it makes your eyes widen but your core pulses with lust too.

“Look how hard your nipples are, baby. Touch ‘em for me. Play with them like a little slut, like how all the pornstars and slutty cam-girls do it. Like you’re being paid to do it, fuck! Goddamn, you’re so hot.”

He pans his camera downwards for a split second, and you gasp when you see his huge cock in his hand. He’s pumping it steadily, and it looks so big and fat and red and—

“B-But Ari, I’ve never watched porn before so I don’t know how a pornstar does it.” You blurt out.

A pause.

“Mm, you’re a real good girl aren’t you?” Ari chuckles breathlessly, running a hand through his hair again. He’s still pumping his dick, but more leisurely now, like a wolf who knows he has all night to play with his prey.

You shrug awkwardly, “I guess I am.”

“So tell me, how does a good girl like you like to be fucked?”

“Wh-What?!”

Ari snorts, “C’mon, sweetheart. You and I both know I’m gonna fuck you real soon. So I need to know how you like it. All sweet and slow? Because I can do that shit. Or are you a real freak in the sheets, and want me to shove your face against a pillow and take you hard and fast on your hands and knees?”

Your mouth drops open, and you suddenly feel so shy because how is he talking about such graphic things so easily???

“Mm, you like the sound of that second option huh?” Ari says, and now he sounds slightly breathless. His face is shiny with a layer of sheen, and his hair is falling over his face as he pumps his dick and his eyes look all over your topless form like he’s ravenous. “The innocent ones are always the freaky ones.”

“I’m not freaky!”

“So you don’t want me to fuck you doggy style with my hand round your throat like you’re wearing a goddamn collar, huh baby?” His voice sounds rough, gravelly, so infinitely turned on. And it’s crazy how quickly he switches back and forth from that to his casual, charming tone.

“Bet your little baby pussy is clenching right now, isn’t it baby? And I bet you’ve made a mess all over your bed because you’re so turned on.”

You glance down guiltily, hating how he’s right. There’s a huge wet stain on your sheets underneath you. You hadn’t realised just how wet you were because of all this. You bow your head and Ari smirks knowingly.

“Virgins get the wettest. And you’re a virgin, aren’t you?”

Your eyes widen even more and you nod. Fuck, fuck, fuck, how did he know?!

“That’s what I thought.” Ari lets out a low groan, jacking off even faster. “Now listen, I want you to practice for when I fuck you.”

“Practice?”

“Yes, baby. I need to teach you so many things. But first tell me, do you have a stuffed animal in your room?”

Your face lights up, “Sure I do! This is Fluffy!” You grab your stuffed lamb and wave it in front of your camera.

“Give Fluffy a kiss.” Ari orders you darkly, his tone switching to more serious.

“Huh?”

“You heard me. Give your toy a kiss.” His normally blue eyes are now almost black, his pupils are so blown out with lust. And his order is kind of weird but you feel your pussy clench and leak some more, and you know you’re turned on by how authoritative he’s being.

You obey, pecking the stuffed lamb quickly. You feel embarrassed but you’re also feeling extremely submissive. And obeying him is turning you on so much.

“Not like that, baby. Make out with Fluffy properly. Like you would if it was me.” Ari says, and you look at him in shock only to see him smirking lazily back at you. His dick is throbbing against his hairy abs and he’s once again lazily stroking himself as he watches you intently. “Use your tongue.”

It’s by far the weirdest thing you’ve ever done. You scrunch your eyes shut and try to imagine your stuffie is Ari. And it’s not like you haven’t done it before — because you’ve practiced kissing on your stuffies in the past. But never in front of an audience, let alone a ravenous looking jock who’s jacking off while watching your every move intently.

“Mm, just like that. You like kissing Fluffy, huh?” He asks you darkly, and you can hear the steady thwapping sound of him pumping his dick.

“Uh. Not really, it’s kind of wei—”

“Use your tongue more,” he cuts you off, “get your little toy nice and wet, baby. Mm, just like that. Daddy loves it when you do it like that.”

You gape at him, “d-daddy?”

Ari smirks, “yeah. That’s what you’re gonna call me from now on. Got it?”

You gulp, “I didn’t know that was a thing.”

He licks his lips, “of course you didn’t know, you’re just a baby. But guys love it when girls call them daddy. It just means I’m in charge of you and that I’ll take care of you. That sounds nice, doesn’t it?”

You mull over his words. That did sound nice, and the idea of calling him daddy was kinda making you feel all hot and bothered down there…

“Try it.” Ari suggests, “Say that you’re just a little baby who needs her daddy to tell her what to do.”

You bite your lip, “uh—okay. I-I’m just a little baby and I need my… my daddy to tell me what to do.” You pause and beam, looking at him through your phone screen proudly, “how was that?”

He nods approvingly, “you’re a natural, baby. Now why don’t you put Fluffy between your legs so he can kiss your other lips?”

Your jaw drops, and yet you feel yourself clench at his words, “What??”

“Come on, sweetheart. Do it for daddy. I’m not here to give you your special kissies down there, which means Fluffy has to do it, right?”

“Special k-kissies?”

“That’s right. Little baby girls like you need their special kissies or else you’ll disappoint your daddy.”

You glance down at your pyjama shorts which are soaking wet. Despite you feeling awkward, you also felt immensely turned on by each word that came out of his mouth. How he was ordering you to do these depraved things… How he was talking to you all condescendingly like you were a baby… Oh, you didn’t want to disappoint him!

Slowly, you spread your legs and press Fluffy down against your clothed mound. You make sure to pan your phone downwards so Ari can see, and he groans appreciatively. His thumb strokes the head of his dick before he moves his hand up and down, now leisurely stroking himself as if he wants to savour these next few moments.

“That’s right, hump your sexy little baby pussy against your toy. Doesn’t that feel so sexy, baby?”

You nod, “feels good, Ari—I mean daddy. It feels good.”

“Damn right it does, daddy always knows what’s best for my little baby.” He runs his hand through his already dishevelled hair. His cheeks are flushed and he’s got a dark, determined look on his face as he continues to jack off, his eyes glued on you.

“Ride your little stuffie just like that,” he murmurs, “get that pretty baby pussy all wet and slippery and worked up, ready for my daddy dick. How’s that sound, princess? You ready for daddy’s dick?”

You bite your lip again, this time in pleasure as you continue to rub your pussy against the stuffie, “I think so. But you’re so big…”

That makes him smile, and he pans his camera down again to show you his fat, angry red cock. He’s got a huge vein running down it, and you get the sudden urge to lick it. God, he was so big! And thick too! You feel giddy and scared at the thought that he might actually be your first…

“H-How many girls have you slept with, daddy?” you ask shyly.

“Only a few,” he snorts, his tone vague before the glint in his eye returns. “I think I’ll only be able to fit my big dick halfway through your tiny snatch.” He says, “What do you think, baby?”

You nod, “I agree, you’re—uh— super big, daddy.”

“Mmhm, but you’d love it even more if I held you down and forced my fat cock inside your baby cunt till I’m all the way in, so deep you can feel me in your fucking womb, wouldn’t you?” he lets out a string of curse words as he pumps himself, “Tell me you’d like that.”

“I would!” You cry, feeling like you’re so, so close to cumming, “d-daddy, I—”

“Shhh, baby girl. Daddy knows,” Ari’s watching you like a hawk as your movements grow more and more desperate, your hips rutting against your poor stuffed lamb. “Put your phone up against your pillow or something, so I can watch you ride your toy properly.”

You do as he asks, no questions asked. And it’s times like this where you feel extremely lucky that you don’t have a roommate. And you hope Ari doesn’t either.

“Yeah, just like that. Get your toy all wet, sweetheart. Fuck, you’re so sexy,” Ari spits down on his palm before resuming to pump his cock, “bet you wish it was daddy underneath you like that, don’t you? Bet you wish I was eating your cunt just like that.”

You fist the sheets, trying not to look at your stuffie as you straddle it, humping it like a wanton whore.

“Yeah? You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” A few strands of his brown hair flip over his forehead, and he pushes them back impatiently, “Riding your daddy’s tongue, rubbing your baby cunt all over my face while you hold your little stuffed animal and cry like a baby ‘cause it’s too much for a little girl like you to handle.”

“Oh, I’d really like that!” you cry out, the pleasure within you mounting as you continue to breathlessly rub against your stuffie. You don’t even know what you’re saying anymore, but he’s painting such a vivid, hot picture with his words that you can’t help but agree. “W-Wanna ride you so bad, daddy. Would be so much – ah! – so much better than Fluffy!”

Ari smirks, “Damn right, it would. And tell me how you’d dress up for me, baby.”

“Would wear anything you want me to!”

“Yeah? What about a pretty pink princess dress? You’d wear that for daddy?”

“Y-Yeah!”

“A cute and flouncy one, where your cute little ass pokes out every time you bend over in it,” he grunts, leaning forward as his pumping gets faster, “Your bare ass just begging for a hard slap – fuck! Tell me you’d like that!”

“I’d love it!” you agree quickly, your whole body on fire just from his words. But then, despite everything, a thought occurs to you, “B-But, daddy. I don’t have a flouncy pink dress like that.”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll buy you one.” Ari promises. “But first, you need to take your shorts off for me.”

You don’t even object this time. The fabric of your pyjama shorts is all wet and sticky against your pussy, so you quickly discard them before resuming what you’re doing. And you can’t help but throw your head back and moan embarrassingly loudly, because the stuffie’s fur catching against your bare clit feels heavenly. You circle your hips against Fluffy with renowned vigour, all while Ari watches you closely with carnal eyes.

“Show me your ass,” he orders you softly, and yet there’s a note of authority in his tone, “show daddy your cute little baby ass, sweetheart.”

You grab your phone, scrunching your eyes shut as you twist awkwardly, pointing it to your ass. But your heart skips a beat when Ari groans in appreciation.

“Fuck, you’ve got such a cute little butt, princess,” Ari murmurs, his gaze on you intense. “I bet it jiggles all cutely when you slap it, huh?”

“I – ah! – I dunno…”

His dark eyes flash, “Slap your ass for me, princess.”

Oh gosh, how embarrassing! You hesitate, “I…I…”

“Do it. Do what daddy tells you,” Ari runs his tongue over his lips, “I’m in charge and I know what’s best for you, sweetheart. Don’t disappoint me. Spank your little baby ass for daddy.”

You do as he asks, so completely under his control that you just can’t think straight. All you want to do is chase your own pleasure as you continue to ride your stuffed animal, and listen to the dirty talk coming out of Ari’s mouth. You gingerly slap your ass lightly, and Ari moans in appreciation before ordering you to do it harder. You comply once more, you’re so close to orgasming that you don’t even think twice.

“Yeah, fuck. Just like that, baby. God, I wish I could spank that cute ass of yours myself. Next time I see you at a party, I’m bending you over my lap in front of everyone. You’d let me do that, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes!” You’d have agreed to anything at this point.

“Damn right. And I’d flip your skirt over and spank your bare ass in front of all my fucking friends, because you’re my property and I can do that, can’t I?”

“Y-Yes! Ari, I’m so close!”

“Oh yeah, baby? Cum then. I’m not stopping you.”

Your orgasm hits you like a freight train, and you don’t stop moving your hips, imagining your riding his thick cock as you cry out in pleasure. And you can hear Ari talking you through it, calling you his good little girl, telling you that daddy’s so proud of you, that you’re doing so well, that you’re so good at following instructions. And fuck, you’ve never been this wet before, and you’ve never cum this hard before. It takes you a good few minutes to recover, limbs shaking and your core so sensitive.

Once you finally regain your senses, you peer shyly at your phone once more to see Ari throwing away a wad of tissues.

“D-Did you…?”

He snorts, “After that show you just put on? Of course I did.”

Heat rushes to your face, a part of you disappointed that you missed out on watching him orgasm because you were too wrapped up in your own pleasure. “Oh. Wow, okay.”

Ari grins, “Look at you, all shy all of a sudden. Cat got your tongue, baby?”

You purse your lips and stick your chin out defiantly at him, “No! Just… Tired is all.”

Ari nods thoughtfully, “Tired, huh? So then I shouldn’t come over tonight?”

Tonight? But it was so late! And yet your pussy thrums at the thought.

“Y-You wanna come over?” You breathe.

“Yeah, sweetheart. I gotta touch you in person, otherwise I won’t be able to sleep the whole night.” He flashes you a cocky smile, and you watch in awe as he zips his jeans and pulls a shirt over his head. You can’t help but bite your lip. God, he was the most attractive, hottest guy you’d ever seen in your life!

“So, you gonna text me your address, or what?”

“Yes, daddy.”

So like… when I get horny, I tend to write things like this. ANYWAYS, lemme know what you think! Love you guys! This was sitting in my drafts for ages and finally I decided to finish it! 🩷🩷🩷

[konniesreality]

There is always two sides to a coin and you’re choosing tails.

(void state post)

you are victimizing yourself. whether you like it, or not. You complain that you can’t enter the void, you whine and cry and you send thousands of asks to bloggers for help. stop victimizing yourself and expect something magical to help you get into the void. Do the inner work.

okay, i seriously have no idea how many times i have to repeat this. i have been repeatedly saying this so many times, yet it goes in one ear and out the other. please, for the love of everything divinely possible, stop over complicating the void state!

It is NOT HARD. You make it seem hard because that is YOUR ASSUMPTION! And I know that you are tired of hearing that, but this applies to everything in life. We are always manifesting unconsciously and consciously, and there is nothing we can do about it. How do you expect to get into the void if you keep telling yourself that you can’t?

it makes absolutely no sense. Do a method that is comfortable for you. Don’t do things because other people are doing it. If you don’t like a method, or a certain position, then do the void state how you want to! You like yoga nidra? Perfect. Do that then. But you don’t like affirming “I am in the void state” while doing the lullaby method? Okay. Just affirm “broccoli” and boom you are in the void. Why? Because you assumed it would work for you.

I get countless asks of people saying things like, “I worked on my self concept, but I didn’t enter the void state” NO SH*T SHERLOCK!! That’s what you told yourself!! I’m sure if you were actually a void master, you wouldn’t come into peoples asks complaining that YOU CANT DO IT!!

the void state is genuinely easy. It’s you. And it can be achieved so easily if you would persist and tell yourself it’s easy. so many of the success stories you see are people doing this thing: finding what works for them.

here is the thing: you can do it. You are just telling yourself that you cant. The biggest reason you guys aren’t entering the void, is your lack of persistence.

going back to the title, you could have been ONE second away from entering the void, but you complained like usual and rolled over. You guys aren’t focusing on the void state while attempting. You’re focusing on your body, symptoms, “am I doing this right, ugh my body hurts, did I choose the right subliminal” LIKE NO!! That’s why you aren’t entering the void like cmon now. Isn’t this obvious?!

focus on the black behind your eyes and relax. focus on your affirmations or whatever you’re doing. think about you getting your dream life, and use that happiness to persist in the void state. find what works for you. stop complaining and going into mine and bloggers asks complaining the void doesn’t work for you.

going back to the title, there are 2 sides to a coin. And you guys are choosing tails. instead of “I’m tired and don’t wanna affirm anymore” say “I’m so happy I’m in the void, my dream life is here!”

stop being a victim in your own reality and step it up!! I hope this post gave you a wake up call and reality check because oh boy, y’all need it.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Mad Season 1

Warnings: non/dubcon, social anxiety, chronic illness, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker

Summary: a class project gets messy. (short!reader)

Note: you can't stop me from giving a tiny reader to these two and I will not listen to anything ever.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

You can't focus on one thing. Your eyes flit around. Shining tables, floating screens, metal tools and gadgets, cabinets with glass doors house endless supplies, Stark-branded emblems from wall to wall...

The lab is extraordinary, well above the shared spaces at the university. A dream come true for any but especially for a student used to ramen and a used single mattress. 

"You... you really get to come here whenever you want?" You rasp as your throat tickles. 

"Yup!" Peter answers at twice your volume. You wince. You tend to mumble and you're just not good with loud noises. He pauses to measure his voice, "uh, yeah, so I figured we could do our project here, study buddy." 

"Oh, mhmm," you hum as you fold your hands over your chest and sway. As awesome as it will be, that usual dread comes over you. What if you break something? What if you get in the way? 

"Pretty cool, right? Mr. Stark is so awesome." 

"Mr. Stark? Yeah, yeah..." you cough and lower your hands over stomach. "Thought it was a rumour..." 

"Yeah, he helped me out in high school after I won a robotics tournament. He's chill." 

You nod, almost frantically, as your eyes skitter around without focus. Your chest starts to tighten and you blink big. Peter shifts away from you. 

"Hey, you need a minute?" He asks. 

You look at him and keep nodding. It's why your happy you got him as your partner. He checks in. Not to mention, he's never annoyed by you. 

"I'll be here, wanna take a breath in the hall?"  

You squeak but don't quite get out a yes please. You spin and scurry to the door. You flinch and jump back as it slides open on it's own. Peter laughs and a small smile curves your lips but you're too nervous to laugh. 

The hall is empty. You bask in the solace, calming yourself against the wall. You just get a little worked up in new places. Or loud places. Or crowded places. Then it makes it so you can't breathe and then... 

You pull out your reliever inhaler and take a careful puff. You close your eyes and lean your head back as you wait for your heart to slow. In, out, in, out. 

You grip your inhaler as you stay unmoving against the wall. Your ears prick, listening for any sign of life, as you retreat behind your eyelids. Another breath and you'll be okay. 

"Um, miss?" A rocky voice jars you away from the wall and your eyes snap open. You nearly collide with the man before you. How did you not hear him coming? "Are you alright?" 

You bat your lashes and reach to play with plastic bow clip in your hair. He watches the motion as you nod, "yes, sir. Sorry. I..." Your mouth is sticky and parched, your surprise balls on your tongue. You clear away the lump, "you're... the Winter Soldier." 

His brow twitches, "Bucky." 

"Sorry, sorry, er... Buck...y," you trail off. You swing back and forth, "sorry... again, I..." 

You're embarrassed and lost. You give a sheepish look and turn away. You hurry back to the door and hit the keypad. It blares back at you in rejection. You don't know the code and you don't think your fingerprint will work. You stare at it helplessly. 

"Here," Bucky approaches and presses his thumb to the pad. "You new here?" 

You shake your head. Your chest wracks. You bring your puffer up and suck without thinking.  

The door slides open and you flit through. Peter leans on a table over his phone. He looks over as you enter and stands straight, tapping his fingers on the metal. 

"Hey, you found Bucky!" He grins. 

"Kid," the man follows you inside. Wait, why? Is he going to tell Peter on you? You didn't mean to call him that. You didn't know he wouldn't like it. 

"We're just having a look around," Peter explains, "we're both in engineering. Classmates." He introduces you by name, "Mr. Stark won't care too much if I'm doing homework." 

"Mm," Bucky grumbles as he goes to a far table. 

Peter shrugs and faces you again. "He can be a bit grumpy. We can get outta here." 

He comes forward as you hear metal tinking behind him. You glance over as Bucky works on his metal forearm with a thin tool. His vibranium fingers seems to work on their own as he wiggles the tip in a groove.  

"Grumpy and has super hearing," Bucky snipes as he keeps his attention on his arm. 

Peter's brows pop up and he rolls his eyes, "come on, let's get outta here before he gets his arm calibrated." 

You turn and go back through to the hallway. The door shuts behind Peter and he sighs. He points you down the hall as you shuffle aimlessly. 

"This place is sweet but you know, some of the regulars can be a bit much," he jokes. "You'll get used to Buck. He's never in a good mood. Better when Sam's around but... well, he's grown. Shouldn't need a chaperone, right?" 

You tilt your head but don't say anything. You don't know much about them. You learned about Captain America and The Winter Soldier in history back in high school. Your knowledge of the Avengers and their current roster is extremely lacking. Other than the Spidery one. Everyone on campus talks about him. 

"Mmhmm." You drone. 

"Gee, sorry, I know it's a lot, huh? Didn't mean to overload you!" He chimes. 

You shake your head, "I'm okay." 

"I know, I know. Kinda nice having someone quiet around. Ned is a chatterbox and the worst project partner. He just wants to talk about girls or lego." 

You dip your head to show you're listening. You glance at your inhaler and yuck is away in your crossbody bag. You drop your arms straight and continue next to Peter to the elevator. 

"Wanna get a slice? I'm starving," he says. "My treat." 

"Oh... you don't..." 

"Nah, don't worry about it. I just want pizza without May telling me not too," he chuckles. "Trust, I know a great place." 

You purse your lips and push your shoulders up again. You give a silent surrender with a tilt of your head. Even if you feel a bit guilty, you won't say no to free food. 

[fallstaticexit]

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Geoffrey and Bob Karaoke selection- Creep - Radiohead

AN: A little more insight on Nancy and her major: Nancy is majoring in architecture. The Landgraabs are famously known for owning land and property- both residential and commercial- and Nancy will eventually operate the part of family business that will allow her to design houses, buildings and other structures in addition to leasing. (Geoffrey comes from a family of doctors but he decided to get a business degree- as he knows this would likely please Nancy's parents)

Transcript under the cut

Siobhan: Think about it, Nancy! Making your mark on this university—on the world—begins with Theta!

Becca: Nice one, you two.

Nancy: They only want me to join their organization because it’ll benefit them. All they care about is money -Ouch!

Geoffrey: [winces] Sorry. Your knees are completely raw.

Geoffrey: They’ve only got as far as knowing your name. If you give them a chance to get to know the real you-

Nancy: There’s nothing to know! Why do you think I had my parents make arrangements so I’d have my own room? I don’t want roommates. I don’t want friends! I just want to do my time so I can-

Geoffrey: Get away, I know...but what if you just take the next four years to have fun? It’s ok to just enjoy it for what it is. Isn’t that what college is all about?

Nancy: [scoffs] Sure, for you. You don’t have the same expectations as me.

Nancy: You can be anything you want. You can join any sports team; you can switch your major a million times if you want to. I have to excel at everything I do, whether I want to or not, and I cannot come out of this a failure. I have to be ready to start working along with my parents the moment I graduate.

Geoffrey: I just want you to be happy. I want you to take care of yourself. Be kinder to yourself. Give yourself the benefit of the doubt. You’re a good person. You’re an amazing person, Nancy. Anyone would be lucky to be apart of your life.

Geoffrey: Does this hurt?

Nancy: Yes. It hurts.

Nancy: You’re too good for me.

Geoffrey: Don’t say that.

Geoffrey: It’s Karaoke night at Tab’s. Bobby and I wanted to check it out. Did you want to go?

Nancy: I think I’ll pass. I should get started on this project for Munch. I want to get ahead.

Geoffrey: If you change your mind, come down and unwind a bit. Have fun. Eat. Ok?

Nancy: Ok.

Geoffrey: I love you, Nance.

[door shuts]

Nancy Narrates: [I’m holding him back. A selfish part of me knows it, but I can’t fathom the thought of losing someone else]

[distant laughter]

Nancy: Heavenly Father, help me to find peace in Your love and wisdom-

Geoffrey and Bob Karaoke Pick: Creep by Radiohead I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here

[crowd whistles and cheers]

I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control

I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul

Morgan: [hums] Upright High Priestess. That’s twice now. Once again, my intuition is being called forth.

I want you to notice When I'm not around

Morgan: My appetite is off. I can’t focus. If I weren’t on the pill, I’d think I was knocked up. So. What does that leave me with? I can almost bet this is all connected to-

Morgan: You! You have something to do with this.

Nancy: [frowns] Do with...what, exactly?

You're so fuckin' special I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo

Morgan: Rich Christian girl with walls as high as Berlin stumbles on campus and taps my shoulder. I had a dream the night before that I placed an injured dove back into its nest. I think this is fate. Sit. I’ll do your reading. Free of charge, of course.

Nancy Narrates: [I didn’t know it then, how right she was. About fate. About everything]

What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here

[deesseshesca]

PAC : Why are u the best ? (10 reasons)

Y'all are my favs...

Good evening pretty souls, let me dive into your energy and bring the best of it out.

SALE 

Until October 31 all readings on my ko-fi is 30$, only

Choose the image that’s speak to you and allow yourself to soak ONLY what’s reasoning with YOUR SITUATION.

Rules and Disclaimer 

I am the type of tarot reader to say as it is. Nothing is sugar coated but everything is sent with good intention. If you are not ready to face some truth, you should vagabond somewhere else. 

PILE 1. 

Even when life feels repetitive or unexciting, you have a unique ability to see potential in every moment. Instead of feeling bored, you use this time to reflect, recharge, and come up with new ideas.

Conflict just isn’t your style. You thrive on harmony and always manage to bring people together, diffusing tension and making sure everyone feels heard and respected.

 Where others may feel dissatisfied, you find hidden opportunities. You see beyond the obvious, turning situations that might seem stagnant into valuable moments of growth and reflection.

 You effortlessly navigate through competitive or chaotic situations, preferring to focus on collaboration rather than competition. You inspire others to work together, not against each other.

 Even in moments where others might feel unfulfilled, your optimistic outlook helps you find joy in simplicity. This ability to appreciate what you have sets you apart as someone who truly understands life’s deeper values.

You steer clear of unnecessary conflict. Instead of engaging in arguments, you stay calm, centered, and focused on what truly matters, avoiding drama and negativity.

Even when life doesn’t give you everything you want, you are still grateful for what you have. This mindset allows you to maintain a positive outlook and inspire others to appreciate the beauty in every situation.

 You solve problems in ways that bring people together. Your natural optimism helps you see solutions that others miss, and you always strive for peace, finding compromises that make everyone happy.

Your energy lifts those around you. When people feel stuck or negative, your optimistic nature reminds them that better days are always ahead. You have a talent for helping others see the bright side.

 No matter how chaotic things may get, you stay centered and calm. You don’t get pulled into unnecessary conflicts, and your peaceful energy helps keep everyone else grounded as well.

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PILE 2.

* You’ve faced deep emotional wounds and heartbreak, yet you rise stronger each time. Your ability to turn suffering into growth shows just how powerful and resilient you are.

* After healing yourself, you instinctively help others. Your journey through emotional turmoil has equipped you to guide others through their own struggles, making you a beacon of light for those in need.

*  You embrace your vulnerability, knowing it makes you stronger. This openness creates deep, meaningful connections with those around you, elevating everyone you come into contact with.

*You don’t shy away from difficult conversations. Your emotional intelligence allows you to speak your truth with grace, offering clarity and comfort to others in a way that few can.

* Even when you struggle to fully trust your intuition, you’re constantly learning about yourself. You know your flaws and strengths deeply, which makes you one of the most self-aware people.

* Despite the pain life throws at you, you keep fighting. Your heart may have been pierced, but your spirit remains unbroken. This inner strength radiates in everything you do.

* Even when things seem unclear or you’re second-guessing yourself, your emotional intelligence helps you see through confusion. You know how to sift through the noise and find the truth within.

* You’ve mastered the art of balancing your emotions. You know when to hold on, when to let go, and how to approach situations with both empathy and rationality, making you a stabilizing force for others.

* Even when your intuition feels blocked, you still find a way to navigate through challenges. Your ability to persevere through uncertainty is a testament to your inner wisdom and strength.

* You are unapologetically yourself, even in moments of doubt or confusion. 

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PILE 3. 

You have a vast array of dreams and aspirations, and unlike others who might hesitate, you boldly go after them. Your imagination is boundless, and you’re never afraid to chase what you truly want.

While others might be stuck waiting for the right moment, you seize the day. You don’t let life pass you by, and instead of overthinking, you take immediate action toward your goals.

 Where others see limitations, you see opportunities. You live with an open mind, always aware that the world is full of limitless choices, and this makes you incredibly resourceful and creative.

 You refuse to be stuck or trapped in situations that don’t serve you. Your ability to recognize when it’s time to move on makes you a forward-thinking, dynamic individual.

You possess the ability to dream big, seeing things that others wouldn’t even imagine. This visionary energy sets you apart as someone destined to create and manifest things far beyond the ordinary.

While others may get stuck in indecision, you are decisive. Even in the face of many options, you know how to make swift choices, refusing to let overthinking slow you down.

While many people get lost in their dreams, you know how to bring them into reality. Your combination of creativity and action makes you a master of manifesting what you desire.

Even when challenges arise, you find a way to move forward. Your ability to quickly adapt and make changes ensures that no obstacle holds you back for long.

Your imagination knows no bounds. This not only fuels your dreams but also makes you incredibly innovative, constantly coming up with fresh ideas and perspectives that others find inspiring.

 While others may wait for the perfect moment, you create it. Your proactive approach to life ensures that you’re always ahead of the curve, moving forward when others remain stuck.

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[cupidisaliar]

Bound by infinity pt 2🪽

- hope you guys like it 🥹

-pt 1 here: https://www.tumblr.com/cupidisaliar/751313995108122624/bound-by-infinity

warnings uhm: 2 swear words? gojo is kinda possessive and he grabs ur face. grammar might be weird grammarly is tweaking on my phone. sorry this is late :(

When you wake up, the morning dawn’s light holds your face as it rises from the horizon.

The feeling in your gut is still there, not butterflies.

Moths.

Everything feels heavy, and you don't wanna get out of bed.

Your eyes are red when you look in the mirror.

You can vaguely recall a strange dream. You found yourself trapped in a chaotic realm. Strange shapes and colours blurred your vision. You've never had a dream like that before.

As you prepare for the day the memory of your dream slowly fades away.

You have to push yourself further during training today... You are only a grade-four sorcerer. Even though you can get past Gojo’s infinity..you are still weak.

Heavy with the burden in your mind you leave the dorm and head to the training grounds. You ignore the hunger pangs, you are too anxious to eat breakfast. The sounds of the other sorcerers fill the humid air.

It’s too early for this…4 am to be exact.

You sit on the bench and chug water to push the hunger away.

“You ready?” a voice calls you to attention.

It’s Yuji.

“Yeah..” you nod. He always seems so happy to see you. You look at the others. Everyone seems to tolerate you, Panda, Toge, Nobara… save for Maki and Megumi… you don’t know why.

You like to think that you are close to Nobara and Yuji.

Yuji looks as eager as ever, he is a walking ray of sunshine. He notices your uneasy glance at the other sorcerers. “Hey now…don’t worry about it. We all started somewhere. Just do your best y/n.” He says with a thumbs up. Yuji’s uplifting words ease your nerves slightly, you feel grateful to have a friend like him.

You smile back at him. You see Megumi glance at the two of you but he doesn’t acknowledge your presence. You take a deep breath and stand up. It’s time to train.

You brush yourself off as you and Yuji head to the grass. You catch Megumi’s gaze and he slightly glares you before turning away.

“Uh don’t mind him..he’s always like that,” he remarks.

“So what are we doing today?” You ask.

Yuji leads the way to a row of dummies. “Today, we are all working on our cursed energy control.” He gestures to the dummies. “We are focusing on channelling are cursed energy at a specific point.”

“I feel like I don’t have a lot of cursed energy.” You confess to him, shoving your hands in your pockets.

Yuji looks back at you with a cheerful smile. “Hey, don't worry!” He reassures. “It's not about how much cursed energy you have; it's about how you use it. You can do it!”

He stops and you follow suit.

Then, he points to the first dummy. “See that?” He asks

“Yeah..” you nod, looking at the dummy.

“Now... I want you to focus on the dummy. Think about where you want to send your cursed energy. Then use that energy.” Yuji explains

You hold your hand out to concentrate.

Nobara strolls in, a small smile on her face. "Hey you two, ready for some intense training today?" she says with a mischievous gleam in her eye

"Of course! " you smile. Nobara is so badass

Nobara chuckles at your enthusiasm and gives you a playful nudge.

"That's the spirit! Now let's show these dummies who's boss." She and Yuji high-five before walking to the side of you.

You glance back at Megumi. You can't help but wonder why he resents you. It's distracting you.

As you glance back at Megumi, he's focused on his own training, paying no attention to you or anyone else.

Nobara notices your glance and leans towards you, lowering her voice. "Someone’s moody" she quips

You chuckle and you turn your attention back to your training. You channel your cursed energy, concentrating on the technique and aiming for the dummy with precision. Each blow you land on the dummy feels a bit stronger, and you feel a sense of achievement each time you manage to hit with more force than before.

You decide to funnel your cursed energy into a blade and hit the dummy.

Suddenly it shatters into a fine powder. You step back shocked.

Yuji and Nobara are startled by the sudden shattering of the dummy. They turn their attention towards you, surprise evident on their faces. "Wow, that was intense!" Nobara exclaims, clearly impressed by the surge of power you showed. "Nice job,Y’N!" Yuji adds with a smile, genuine excitement in his voice.

You can’t help but look at Megumi again. “Thanks, guys..” you mumble.

Nobara glances towards Megumi too, and she lets out a small laugh as she notices his reaction. "Looks like you've impressed our resident grump" she teases, and you notice that Megumi averts his gaze as if trying to hide his surprise. "Seriously though, that was something else." she says with a smile.

“I don’t know what happened…” You confess

Nobara grins, noticing your confusion. "It seems like you tapped into your cursed energy in like – a really powerful way." Yuji chimes in, impressed by your display of power. Megumi, still keeping his distance, watches you with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. You can tell that he's trying to figure out how you managed to unleash such a powerful technique

“I’m gonna take a break, I’m gonna head to the vending machines!” You say, rubbing your shoulder.

Nobara and Yuji nod in agreement. As you walk towards the vending machine, you sense Megumi following you from a distance. His reluctance to interact directly with you becomes even more apparent. Once you reach the vending machine, you notice Megumi lurking nearby, seemingly disinterested but still watching you.

“You go first… I’m still deciding…” You explain, stepping away from the machine

Megumi steps forward, hesitating for a moment before inserting some coins into the vending machine and selecting a drink. He grabs the drink from the machine and hands it to you. "Here," he mutters, looking away from you.

Feeling surprised but appreciative of his gesture, you hesitate before you reach out and take the drink from him. "Thank you," you say softly, your eyes meeting his for a brief moment before he turns away. His actions were unexpected, but there was a flicker of something in his gaze that caught your attention.

You look down at the drink for a second.

Iced tea.

“Wait!” You turn to him.

Megumi’s pace falters at the sound of your voice calling out to him. He turns around, a hint of surprise etched on his features. "What?" *he asks, his tone somewhat guarded.

“Do…do you hate me?” You realize how embarrassing saying that is out loud.

Megumi lets out a long sigh, avoiding your gaze as he speaks. "Look, I don't hate you. I just...I have my reasons for keeping my distance" he says, his voice tinged with a hint of frustration. "It's got nothing to do with you, really. I'm just not exactly a social butterfly, you know?" he adds, a touch of sarcasm lacing his words.

“Well whatever it is…I think…we could be great friends that’s all… “ You stare at your feet. Awkward…

Megumi pauses for a moment, and then he lets out a small chuckle. "You're persistent, I'll give you that." he says, his tone softening slightly. "Listen, I... I apologize for being standoffish. It's not personal, it's just the way I am." he says, his gaze meeting yours for a moment before he looks away again. "But if you're determined to be friends, then I guess I can try, too." his words are laced with reluctance, but you can sense a glimmer of warmth in his voice.

You decide to play it cool.

“Yeah.. sounds good” you shrug.

Megumi eyes you as you try to play it cool, a hint of a smirk on his face. "Don’t get used to it," he says, but his tone lacks its usual biting edge. There's a hint of playfulness in his voice now, and you get the feeling that he’s starting to warm up to you, albeit reluctantly.

You smile back and watch him walk away.

Megumi glances back once more, catching your smile as he walks away. He gives a nod, a sign of understanding and reluctant acceptance. As he continues on his way, you notice that his shoulders are less tense, and there’s a slight change in his demeanour. It seems like he's starting to let his guard down around you, little by little.

You haven't seen Gojo... you should talk to him.

As you glance around, you realize that Gojo has been conspicuously absent for training. The thought of talking to him sparks curiosity in you, and you decide to go in search of him.

You have no idea where to start you just absentmindedly wander the halls. Lost in thought, when suddenly you hear a familiar voice echo down the hallway. "Yo, you looking for me?" You turn to see Gojo leaning against a wall nearby, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

“Oh hey! Yeah, I am!” you call out to him walking to him.

Gojo pushes himself off the wall hands in his pockets, strolling towards you with a casual gait. "What's up? You look like you have something on your mind." he asks, his eyes studying you intently.

“Uhm...about yesterday…” you start

Gojo's smile widens, and he crosses his arms over his chest. "Ahh, about yesterday. What about it?" he asks, clearly intrigued by your hesitation.

“I don't know... I just thought we should talk about it…” you mumble, wanting to ask how he's feeling without asking how he's feeling

Gojo raises an eyebrow, his expression betraying a hint of surprise.

"Talk about it, huh?" he says, his tone laced with a touch of curiosity. "Alright, let's talk. But first, what do you want to know?"

You look off to the side “Uhmmm. any recent thoughts on the matter?” you say casually. Like you’re discussing the weather.

Gojo lets out a huff of laughter, amused by your attempt to be subtle.

He steps closer to you, towering over you with his tall stature.

"Thoughts, hm?" he says, a hint of playfulness in his voice "Well, they've been plentiful, I can tell you that. But are you really interested in my thoughts?"

“Yes!” you blurt out exasperated “I..I hope it doesn't distress you... not that it shouldn't... it would distress me if I was– am the strongest and…” your mind departs your train of thought.

Gojo chuckles at your outburst, clearly amused by your eagerness. He leans in a bit closer, studying you intently. "You're worried about me, huh?" he says, a slight smirk on his lips. "You know, it's sweet but a little misplaced. I'm not exactly your typical person who gets distressed...not easily, anyway."

You just look at him. He can’t be serious.

Gojo's smirk deepens as he looks into your eyes. He can sense that there's more you want to say but are holding back. "You're curious," he states bluntly, his voice soft but authoritative. "You have questions, so ask them. Don't be shy."

“...really?” You ask.

Gojo chuckles again, clearly enjoying this exchange. "Of course, really," he says, his tone laced with a hint of amusement. "Ask me anything. I'll give you straight answers...probably."

You scrunch your face up, even in a stressful moment he’s unbelievably cocky.

“Okay.... well....are you trying to figure out a way to prevent me from stopping infinity or are you just trying to figure out how I'm doing it?” You hold your hands out as if to show him the options.

Gojo's amused expression doesn't waver. He tilts his head, contemplating your question for a moment before responding. "So, you want to know what my next moves are, huh?" he says, his tone laced with a hint of curiosity. "Alright, I'll give you a straight answer. I'm figuring out both. How you're doing it, yes, but also how to prevent you from doing it."

“Okay…” you sigh... You aren’t sure whether to be relieved or not.

Gojo senses your slight disappointment at his response. "What, did you expect something else?" he teases, a smirk playing on his lips. "Did you think I'd just give up and let you do whatever you want?"

“...no?” An obvious lie on your part. You don’t seem to be good at hiding things from him.

Gojo's smirk widens, and he leans in a bit closer. "You're lying," he states bluntly, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. "I can tell. But I'll humour you. You didn't expect me to just..give up, but...you hoped I'd have something more...reassuring to say, didn't you?"

You do.

“No.” You reply.

Gojo leans in even closer, his eyes still locked on yours, a hint of mischief in them. "Liar," he says again, his voice a low rumble. "You can't fool me. You wanted me to say something that would ease your worries, something that would reassure you...but I'm not the reassuring type. Sorry to disappoint."

“Well are you going to tell the higher-ups, surely–”

Gojo's smirk turns into a frown at the mention of the higher-ups. "You mean the old geezers up top? Why the hell would I tell them anything?" he asks, his voice laced with disdain as he cuts you off.

“Oh...maybe they could help...?” You cross your arms.

Gojo scoffs, clearly not interested in involving the higher-ups in this matter. "Help? Hah. Those senile old fools wouldn't know how to help if their lives depended on it. They couldn't handle something like this. And they definitely wouldn't appreciate your...unique ability."

“I see…” You think

Gojo crosses his arms, subconsciously copying your body language, his expression turning serious. "If the higher-ups found out about you and your abilities, they'd probably see you as a threat. They'd want to experiment on you, study you, see what they could do with your power. And they'd probably lock you up somewhere, never to see the light of day again. Trust me, you don't want to get them involved."

“...” You open your mouth for a rebuttal but you can’t think of anything.

Gojo's expression softens a bit as he realizes the serious nature of the situation. He steps closer to you, his voice quieter. "You're powerful, there's no doubt about that. But the higher-ups...they wouldn't see it the way I do. They wouldn't see it as a valuable weapon to be honed, they'd see it as a liability, something to be controlled. You don't want that, trust me."

You nod…

Do you trust him?

Gojo watches your reaction, his gaze studying your face intently. There's a hint of something flickering in his eyes, a mix of protectiveness and possessiveness. He steps even closer, towering over you. "You trust me, don't you?" he asks, his voice low and serious.

You nod again, quicker this time

“Of course sensei!”

Gojo's expression softens at your response, a small smile forming on his lips. He reaches out and places a hand on your cheek, his touch firm yet oddly comforting. "Good," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Then you need to understand something. I won't let anyone hurt you. Not the higher-ups, not your fellow students, and certainly not any curses that come crawling out of hell."

That’s offensive… he knows you can fight right?

“I can fight... Ill be okay…” you reassure him.

Gojo scoffs, his grip on your face tightening slightly. "You can fight, I know that. But sometimes, even the strongest fighters need a bit of backup, someone to watch their back and make sure they don't bite off more than they can chew."

You push his hand off your face. “ You won't always be there…” you frown.

This is all so overwhelming.

Gojo's smile falters slightly as you push his hand away. A flicker of annoyance passes over his face, but he quickly composes himself. "Maybe, maybe not," he admits, his voice cool and calculated. "But what happens when I'm not there? When you're facing something bigger than you can handle, and there's nobody around to save you? You might be talented Y/N, but talent alone won't keep you alive forever."

“I'll manage... “ You scoff.

This is starting to get really overwhelming. You start to walk away Gojo is irritating you right now.

Gojo's eyes narrow as you begin to walk away. He steps in front of you, blocking your path, a hint of irritation in his voice as well. "You'll manage, huh? You think you can handle whatever comes your way, all on your own?"

You look up at him and shrug. “I'm just like every other student! I'll be fine!”

Gojo scoffs, clearly not amused by your nonchalant attitude. "You're not like every other student. You're special, and you know it. That power of yours...it sets you apart, whether you want it to or not. So don't go around pretending like you're just another face in the crowd."

“Like you? You think I'm like you is that what it is?” You point a finger at him.

Gojo's expression darkens, his eyes narrowing at your accusation. He steps forward, looming over you, his voice low and dangerous. "No. I don't think you're like me. You're far more powerful than I ever was at your age. That's what worries me. You're a ticking time bomb, and if you don't learn to control that power of yours, it's going to explode and take you down with it. And I'm not going to let that happen."

This is all to much!

You need to get him away.

You go to shove Gojo, extending both your arms.

His infinity stops you.

You start to push hard.

You feel pressure releasing like a balloon.

The colours of the rainbow and light erupt from where your hands are. Hues of blue, red, white, and purple swirl around you.

It’s beautiful.

Gojo's mouth opens slightly.

Then a slow, small smile reaches his face.

It pops. His infinity is gone.

Your hands now touch the fabric of his shirt.

It’s quiet now, for a moment. Just like how it was yesterday when it happened the very first time.

“Now now,” Gojo starts “That wasn’t very polite” Gojo looks amused.

You just stand there, touching the fabric of his uniform.

You feel the familiar presence of someone behind you. You turn your head…

It’s Megumi.

Fuck.

“Well, this just got interesting…” Gojo says, as he softly grabs your wrists.

Megumi is completely shocked mouth agape.

Just your luck huh?

[artydonsgf]

What do you think the challengers trio would be into if they weren’t into tennis? Like their ambitions/goals and stuff.

Idk why but I see Tashi as interested in going into something law medicine because of the human connections present in the field but also the ambition needed to become a doctor is something she could have. Just what i think. I couldn’t think of anything for patrick or art, bur would love to see your thoughts on all three.

ouuu i love this, thank you sm for the request anon! enjoy my thoughts on careers for art, tashi, and patrick that aren’t tennis!

Art Donaldson

- art likes the fast paced nature of tennis but he also likes to slow down

- for that reason, i’m gonna say he’d go into something sciencey

- i think art would excel in school and would be able to go to any school and get any degree, he just chose tennis as his focus

- without it, he goes into chemistry and becomes a very good chemical engineer

- he loves it because on some days he can work in his office and be home in time for dinner and tucking the kids in bed

- other days, he gets to go to the lab/do field work and do something really exciting and cool

- it keeps him away from home for a week at a time but when that week is over, he has a bunch of exciting stories to tell

- loves the work life balance it brings him

Tashi Duncan

- tashi would 100% go into sports medicine.

- i think if she couldn’t go pro, she’d still want to stay in the sports world

- she thrives in a setting where she is helping people

- sports medicine means helping people and also still having that proximity to tennis

- shes also good at her job because she’s able to deliver bad news with the utmost kindness and empathy since she gets it

- extremely well loved by all her patients, so she travels to multiple schools within the country since she can’t pick just one

- ask any college athlete and they have a story about how dr tashi duncan basically saved their career with her magic touch

- first doctor in her family and she’s so happy to be inspiration for kids in her community

- loves hearing people call her doctor, it proves that all her hardwork was well worth it

- tashi is the type to go all in with something so she’d be married to the job

Patrick Zweig

- he’d wanna be a stay at home husband

- joke but i honestly kinda struggled with this

- lowkey, i can see firefighter patrick….

- he needs something straightforward, something that doesn’t need mind games to solve

- being a firefighter is perfect

- go into burning building, get people out, pour water on aforementioned burning building, get praised for it

- it works for him

- enjoys the rush and excitement of the job

- also loves when he helps someone and they thank him with genuine words

- interested in all the work that’s adjacent to his (think emts, doctors, law enforcement)

- contemplated switching to the station’s emt team but decided against it

- he doesn’t have a family till later in life so the crazy hours don’t really bother anyone but him

- for this reason, he’s basically married to his job

tashi’s came to me the easiest (i am so passionate about her), art was a little harder, but patrick’s was so hard, i hope this lives up to your expectations! enjoy!

[prettydeadwriter]

Bolin x Plus Size!Reader

a / n : in this mini HCS it's mainly just how I think he'd be with a plus size / overweight reader !! I'm personally plus size / overweight n thought this would be a sweet little treat for the other bigger people who love this dork

I will say this is kinda all over the place. it's 4:30 am, I'm sleepy and shaky bc of insomnia n this is mainly just some sweet fluff. most is just them in their relationship too :3

Let's be honest this boy will love just about anyone. doesn't matter looks as much as it does personality.

when he first meets you how you hold yourself — whether confident or shy — he takes interest!! this boy bout falls in love with you when you hug him for the first time months into the blooming friendship.

Bolin can understand insecurity. he sometimes feels he isn't enough either so if you're insecure about your chubby body, or your possibly any part of your body that you've deemed 'too big', he's very understanding and suggests talking to him about it.

he really cares, he wants to be there for you like you are for him so when he notices this insecurity he's quick to tell you he's there.

"just so you know, you can always talk to me you know?"

once you feel comfortable telling him about these insecurities — if you have them — he's listening with a caring stare and a hand on yours as he listens so intently. he never forgets what you said and always tries to pay attention to the parts you're insecure about, said parts becoming his absolute favorites when he looks at you.

if you're not insecure he doesn't mind either!!! he loves that you view yourself so well and that it doesn't affect you!! it makes him extremely happy that you're comfortable in your own skin because it means you're not struggling with this specific part. if you struggle occasionally and Bolin learns of this he's quick to come to comfort and remind you how pretty you are.

dates are fun!! he loves park dates but he prefers a nice date at home. don't get him wrong he loves going out to eat, he loves showing you off even more. but having the comfort of sitting on the couch, eating something homemade or takeout, maybe a mover is put on or you're both listening to the radio while cuddling.

Bolin himself , in my opinion , has a bit of a chub on his belly. it's more like muscle that's soft that looks like chub than actual chub/fat but still. he almost giggles if you like to play with his 'chub', even finds it affectionate when you do it and often will give you kisses in return

his favorite activity ever to do is to cook together. personally I don't think he's a great cook, ask him to cook something and it's likely a little burnt but he can boil water!! though seriously he's an ok cook, he's better at being the one to chop things up and let you cook than being the one seasoning or mixing things up.

he loves to hold you from behind with his hands holding your sides softly while he rocks you both side to side as you'd focus on cooking the meal. he'd finished prepping all the ingredients for you a couple moments ago and now continued his routine of cuddling you, rocking side to side like her always did. it was always comforting and a nice way to spend time together.

he loves to be the big spoon with you!! he loves to hold you close and softly pepper the back of your neck in kisses as he focuses on helping you fall right to sleep.

to be continued maybe :3

uhmmm this is kinda short iggg

please like + reblog if you wanna, I appreciate anything that comes my way

this'll be reposted on AO3 once I get an acc since it'll take till april 14th for me to get the invite so ugh,,

otherwise - ask to repost my works , I may be willing to officially repost them myself but yea!!

hope you all enjoyed this, good night 🫶🏻

[wososage]

One Step at a Time: USWNT x Reader

Summary: Y/N plays in the opening match of the world cup but it isn’t sunshine and fairy tales. Y/N does everything they can to hold their shit together and help the team. 

Warnings: sorry this is very very sad because i need to write out my sad emotions and this is a little bit me writing my life into an imagine… italics are Y/N’s internal monologue

Word count: 1234

Y/N POV

Step One: get to the lobby of the hotel before the bus is supposed to leave

Just put one foot in front of the other. Take the elevator, not the stairs. Save your energy for the game you are going to need it. Are my headphones on? Are my sun glasses on? Follow the team out of the hotel. Ignore the fans. Ignore the media. Get on the bus and sit in your seat.

Step Two: Get to the start of the game without crying

Chill playlist only. Focus on good deep breaths. Keep your eyes closed. Imagine today being a better day. Your family is in the stands. They can’t wait to watch you do what you love. They are so proud of all of the hard work it took you to get here. They will go crazy if you score a goal today. Do the same routine you always do. Take the picture frame out of your bag. Remember that you are playing for those who can no longer be here. Take the necklace off and put it on the picture frame. Get dressed. Warm up. How do the muscles feel? How do the joints feel? Is blood sugar okay? Are electrolyte levels okay?

Step Three: Be the player that the team needs you to be

We all line up. The whistle blows. 

Time to push forward. I am open. The ball is at my feet. The keeper is off their line. Chip the keeper Y/N. Holy shit. It worked. I just scored. Everyone is running to me.

“That was amazing Y/N!” Alex yells in my ear.

“Y/N you are the best!” Lindsey says joining the swarm of people hugging me.

I look up to the sky with tears in my eyes.

This is for you. It's always for you.

“Come on guys,” I say. “There is a lot of game left to be played.”

Line up for the corner. Have a plan to lose the defender. Never lose sight of the ball. Run towards it. Jump high. Redirect to the back post. 

“Fuck yeah!”

“That's two Y/N!”

“Y/N is unstoppable!”

Don’t get cocky. Stay humble. Stay true to yourself.

“Y/N! Push forward.”

I can see what is about to happen. Stay on side Y/N and everything will work out. Run. Get your ass there. Just get a toe on the ball. The keeper can’t stop you. Redirect. Don’t add any power.

“Hat trick! Hat trick! Hat trick!”

“Y/N! You are the love of my life!”

The whistle blows and I just sit on the ground and cry. I should be happy right now, but instead I am so sad. 

This is not how the world cup was supposed to go.

Step 4: Put on a happy face until the public can’t see you

“That was an amazing way to start the world cup,” Vlatko says to all of us in the huddle. “I am proud of all of you. Y/N, congrats on the hat trick. Everyone, enjoy this moment. The rest of the world cup starts tomorrow.”

“One more thing before everyone starts to look for their family,” Pinoe says. “Y/N get in the middle. You know how birthdays work on this team.”

Everyone sings happy birthday to me and then we head over to the friends and family section. 

Seeing everyone so excited that their family is here makes me happy. It’s great to see everyone in such good moods.

“Y/N where is your family?” Sonnett asks. “I wanna say hi to them!”

“They’re in America,” I tell her quietly, trying to not cry. “They aren’t coming to any of the games.”

“That’s okay,” Sonnett whispers in my ear while giving me a hug. “All of our families will support you and be your family during the tournament.”

“Thanks Sonny”

Step 5: Get through media as quickly as possible

Heif takes me to the mixed zone, where I am presented with the player of the match trophy.

“Y/N,” A reporter says, getting my attention. “After your goals and after the game you seemed emotional. Could you speak on what emotions you are feeling and what has been going through your head throughout the game?”

Do I lie or do I tell the truth?

Lie.

Truth.

Lie.

Truth.

Lie.

Truth. The truth will come out eventually so there is no point in lying now.

“Yeah, there definitely are a lot of emotions when it comes to playing in the world cup. Most of the game I kept telling myself to be that player that my teammates need me to be. Every goal was such a whirlwind. They were all split second decisions that worked out in the team's favor. Before every game, I remind myself of all the people I play this sport for. All of the people who would be proud of me for fighting for my dreams. After the goals, I was thinking who I was scoring for. The ones who would be going crazy if they were able to watch this game. I am sure if you were to ask anyone on the team, they would say that they compartmentalize during games and tournaments. I am no different. But once that final whistle blew, I let myself think about the things I’ve been blocking out during the game. I let myself sit in the emotions I was putting aside in order to be the player the team needs me to be.”

“Y/N, is there anything you would like to say to your family right now?”

It’s okay to cry. Everyone will understand.

“Yes. Unfortunately, my family was not able to make it out to the world cup, so they are back home watching this on TV. Before… Before we left the hotel I got a call from my family. There was a family emergency. So to my family: I am very sorry that I am not able to be there to support you right now. I know what you are going through feels unreal and unimaginable. I love each and everyone of you. Please take time for yourself and make sure you are doing okay. And I hope that watching the world cup brings you a little bit of light in this very dark time. Those goals were for Reagan, Chase, and Cole. I will fight to win this world cup for you and for them. And I will be back in a month to give all of you hugs.”

Step 6: Let the team in. Let the team support you.

I am sobbing by the time I get back to the locker room. Almost everyone is either in the showers or the ice bath. I get to my locker and suddenly I am filled with rage. I punch my locker over and over again until I am pulled away by Aubrey and Naeher. I collapse in their arms and just sob.

Nothing in the world feels okay.

By the time I have calmed down, the entire team is sitting in their lockers silently. Patiently waiting for me to talk to them.

“My brothers died today,” I say, my voice raw. “I found out right before we got on the bus. I am staying for the rest of the world cup. My family will be staying in America. I need to win this for them.”

[ibarkatpeoplewoofwoofbitch]

So I'm pretty sure lucifers real name was Samael. His original name before he left Heaven.

"Samael, from the amoraic period onward the major name of Satan in Judaism. The name first appears in the account of the theory of angels in the Ethiopic Book of Enoch 6, which includes the name, although not in the most important place, in the list of the leaders of the angels who rebelled against God."

Who knows I could be 1000% wrong but like imagine if the other archangels especially michael call him samael to rub it in his face(he's always the one that's seen as the asshole in a lot of media privacy because he's the angel of "an angelic warrior, fully armed with helmet, sword, and shield, " "He is considered a champion of justice, a healer of the sick, and the guardian of the Church." "mentions of his name are in third- and second-century-BC Jewish works, often but not always apocalyptic, where he is the chief of the angels and archangels")

And if michael is the "mentions of his name are in third- and second-century-BC Jewish works, often but not always apocalyptic, where he is the chief of the angels and archangels"

Adam was the leader of Exorcist. But was it michael who taught them how to attack?. Because as much a warrior adam in most media represent him as head strong. And impulsive, also very arrogant.

The Exorcists' fighting styles pointed out by Carmella carmine "out for blood" and NEVER focus on getting hurt only on hurting others.

And "Gabriel is the herald of visions, messenger of God and one of the angels of higher rank."

Even the seraphim who are the "in the highest rank in Christian angelology and in the fifth rank of ten in the Jewish angelic hierarchy." Are powerful, and yet NEITHER of them knew how someone got into heaven. Is it gabriel that tells Sera to not question it. Especially when she was younger so she wouldn't fall?

And Sera carried that to Emily?

(Im sorry I know most of this don't male any sense I just saw six angels point angelic weapons at lucifer and I wanna know which ones)

These are all archangels I am certain. And I looked up how many arch angels are there and it says Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, Chamuel (Camael), Raphael, Jophiel, and Zadkiel

We all know the first two.

Michael- He is considered a champion of justice, a healer of the sick, and the guardian of the Church.

Gabriel-Gabriel is the herald of visions, messenger of God and one of the angels of higher rank.

Now the others

Uriel- archangel of wisdom, light, and the truth of God.

Chamuel (camael)-Archangel Chamuel's mission is to help bring peace to the world. The Archangel of Love

Raphael- Archangel Raphael is often called upon to help with physical healing. travelers, the blind, happy meetings, nurses, physicians, medical workers, matchmakers, Christian marriage, and Catholic studies.

Jophiel-Widely known as the angel of beauty, Jophiel represents the beauty of God, and he plays a great role in helping you see your inner beauty

Zadkiel- In Jewish mysticism and Christian Kabbalah, Zadkiel is associated with the classical planet Jupiter. The angel's position in the sephirot is fourth, which corresponds to Chesed "Kindness".

Are we gonna see this? Because their gods main seven angels. Maybe we'd see Azrael the angel of death?

(Sorry tho when I'm into something I do research for hours)

[sparkles-and-trash]

dabihawks, hurt/comfort

Kissing Touya again felt a lot like coming home.

At least what Keigo imagined that would feel like, it wasn't like he has a lot of experience in the matter.

But here, now, with his arms wrapped tight around Touya's warm, healing, alive body, it all made sense.

This was where he belonged.

Touya broke away from the kiss, but kept his face close enough to Keigo's that their noses were still touching.

"Are you still with me, Birdie?"

Touya's voice was a little ragged, but that was probably just from their heavy make-out session.

Keigo nodded.

"Yeah, sorry, I just..." he trailed off with a small smile.

"I'm just really happy, I guess."

Touya's eyes softened as he leaned in to have his nose touch Keigo's.

"Good," he chuckled and gave Keigo a quick peck on the lips before he reached for the hem of Keigo's t-shirt.

"Are you good to move on?"

Normally, like back in the days before the war, Keigo would not think twice about this step.

But now..?

In truth, Keigo had always had a rather casual relationship with his body.

When he was training with the Commission it had been drilled into his head that his body was a weapon, a means to an end, another one of his assets, and he were to treat it as such.

So he did.

After his debut it became apparent to him that other people found his body to not only be a agile and useful weapon, but quite the attractive asset as well.

That was news to him, but it seemed to help his popularity rankings skyrocket, so he took it for what it was and just moved on with his life.

Turns out that when you're a Pro Hero that works as much as Keigo did back when he was still Hawks, you don't have to focus much on maintaining a certain body type.

The lifestyle took care of that for him.

But now, after the war ended and Hawks was back to being Keigo, his lifestyle had changed and with it, so had his body.

With wings that were no longer fit for hero work, and a life now dedicated to bettering society in a more behind the scenes way, exercise wasn't really on his radar anymore, and while his avian metabolism was still working, his body had still changed.

So yeah, suddenly this step felt like quite the big one.

Which of course Touya had noticed.

"Hey, it's cool if you don't wanna do this right now, I totally get it -"

Keigo gently put his hand on Touya's cheek to cut him off.

"It's not like that, Hot-stuff, it's just..." Keigo trailed off, trying to find the words, and Touya waited with patience Keigo didn't know he possessed.

Keigo sighed.

"My body, it doesn't exactly look like it used to..?" the blond mumbled, avoiding Touya's gaze.

A beat of silence followed, and Keigo carefully looked up at Touya to gauge his reaction and... was the bastard smiling?!

"I know you're not laughing at me right now Touya Todoroki, because I swear -"

Touya cut off Keigo's little indignant rant with a kiss.

"I'm not laughing at you Pretty Bird," he said with a soft chuckle as he put a strand of Keigo's blond hair behind his ear.

"I just find it a tad amusing that you think I, of all people, would make a big deal about how you look."

Keigo rolled his eyes before looking up at Touya with a faint tug of his lips.

"I know, I know, I'm just getting used to it myself, and I didn't want you to be like... surprised," the blond mumbled.

Touya's face softened.

"Silly little bird, I know what you look like, and while I'm very, very appreciate of that..." he trailed off as he let his hands wander gently over Keigo's chest, over his t-shirt, and nipped gently at his earlobe.

Keigo shivered.

Touya smirked.

"As I was saying, while I am very appreciating of your body, it's not the only reason I want you, and I thought you knew that Pretty Bird."

Keigo's breathing was becoming heavier and his eyes hooded.

"I do," he whispered, his hands twitching to hold back from ripping Touya's clothes off.

Touya leaned in to lick a long stripe along Keigo's throat, before leaning in so his mouth was almost touching his ear.

"Good," he purred, making a small whine slip from Keigo's mouth, and Touya's hands found the hem of Keigo's shirt again.

"Think you're ready for me to show you just how much I appreciate you and your body now?" he asked, still not making a move to lift the shirt without a clear answer.

Keigo's face felt hot, his wings were shivering and all he wanted was Touya's skin on his.

In hindsight his nerves seemed silly; he knew how Touya felt about him, and he knew he still found him attractive, that part was quite apparent.

A lot of things were different now, but just like this specific one, it were turning out to be for the better.

Most things were better with Touya by his side, after all.

[lenacosse]

hi! could you maybe write a oneshot that’s amy santiago x fem reader, fluffy/romantic/friends to lovers? i just got into this show and i really wanna read a good and short fic about her but i can’t find many.

Ordinary things

pairing: amy santiago x fem reader

cw: none

word count: 1,560

‘there's never gonna be an ordinary thing

no ordinary things with you

it's funny, but it's true

there's never gonna be an ordinary thing

as long as I'm with you’

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You set down your pen after finalising your last report of the night, eagerly you start to gather your stuff up at your desk to head home. You all had been moved to the night shift after rescuing Holt and Jake from Florida. It was causing a real strain on everyone’s mood, everyone was miserable and lacking all sources of happiness, you had undoubtedly learned your lesson. Once your bag was packed you stand up stretching your legs and scanning the floor. You eyes dart over to Amy’s desk to find her hunched over paperwork. You make your way over to her and place a gentle hand on her back.

“Hey, Ames. Shift is over.”

“I know,” she sighs. “Just got so much to do I can barely register anything.” She looks up at you with dark, tired eyes.

“How about you leave it for tomorrow? Come on I’ll take you home.”

“I don’t know… if I leave it I’ll have double the work tomorrow night,”

“I’ll help,”

“No, I can’t ask you to do that,” Amy insists, turning her focus back to the paperwork.

“You’re not asking, I’m offering. Now come on let’s go. Everyone else is gone, you need to rest.”

Amy takes a minute, looking between you and her paperwork as if deciding which is more important. Eventually she drops her pen and makes a move to start clearing up her desk. The two of you make your way out of the precinct and down to the carpark. You sit in a comfortable silence as you drive, it was always simple when you were with Amy. You didn’t have to force conversation or fabricate reality, she understood you perfectly and you appreciated that more than words could describe. There was something about her that made you feel warm, protected and appreciated. Maybe it was the way she looked at you, maybe it was the way she listened to you rant, maybe it was the way her intelligence inspired you. But it was something, a connection maybe, you’ve never believed in soulmates, but when you met Amy that changed. She was your soulmate, no matter your circumstance with her. There was nothing she could do to make you feel indifferent.

“Can we stop to get coffee?” Amy asked, drawing your attention back to the present.

“Yes, God knows we need it.” You smile.

You pull into the nearest coffee shop, Amy runs in to get it and you wait in the spot. From the window you can see her, even exhausted and overworked she radiates kindness. Even watching her interact with the barista has you smiling, you’ve always tried to push down your feelings, marking it as a childish crush. Besides even if you did tell her how you felt it would be pointless, Amy was strictly into men. You were almost certain there was something brewing between her and Jake, maybe that was far fetched but everyone else seemed to think so, as did you even if that made you want to curl into a pit blackness.

“You keep drifting off, everything okay?” Amy said as she got into the car handing you your coffee.

“Oh, yeah no I’m fine. Just tired.”

Amy just smiles, taking a sip from her coffee as you continue your drive.

“Hey, thanks for this, I need to talk to someone other than a criminal.” Amy laughed softly.

“Honestly same, everyone is so clearly done with this. I hope we’re put back onto days soon, I haven’t seen daylight in weeks.”

“Me too. But really thank you, I really appreciate you.”

“Of course, what are friends for?” You smiled, she gave you a short nod, turning her attention out the window.

She sighs then turns back to you, “I want to ask you something, but you have to hear me out. I may be way off, but I can’t keep this in anymore.”

“Okay, is everything alright?”

“Yeah fine.” She bites her lip then looks at you, “I like you I’ve liked you for a long time now, but I’ve been too scared to tell you. I don’t want to lose our friendship and you mean so much to me and I really really want to try this- oh my god I mean do you even like girls? I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said anything-”

“Amy.” You cut her off, just as you pull up to her apartment complex. You take her hand. “Breathe.”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“No. I’m glad you did,” you run your thumb gently over her hand, “I feel the same, I really really like you.” You smile at her, your eyes bearing into hers. “But I thought you had something with Jake..”

Amy furrows her eyebrows, shooting you a baffled expression. “Jake?!”

“Well- actually I can’t justify it.”

“You’re really bad at reading signals, huh?”

“Shut up,” you laugh, your cheeks flushing ever so slightly.

“How about on Saturday, when we’re off you come around? I can make dinner?” Amy suggests.

“Yeah, I’d really like that.” You smile, a little too obnoxiously.

“Okay, cool cool cool. See you there.”

You both share an awkward hug which leads to you both furiously blushing like teenagers, you watched Amy get out of the car and of course laughed at her embarrassed wave goodbye. The whole way home you were smiling like an idiot, the events replaying in your mind.

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You ran your hand through your hair again before knocking on Amy’s door, you stand with your hand at your side, the other holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Amy answers the door, looking rather distressed. She doesn’t wait around and rushes back into the kitchen. You follow her, extremely concerned.

“Ames? Is everything okay?” You set the flowers down and look around the kitchen, there were pots everywhere things clearly went wrong.

“No. I ruined dinner, God I’m so sorry. I wanted this to be perfect and now it’s unsolvable.” She sighs, eyes prickling with tears.

“It can’t be that bad? Maybe we can salvage what’s not ruined?” You say, trying to seem optimistic.

“Oh it’s definitely not salvageable.” Amy picks up a wooden spoon inside a pot, except out can the spoon and a block of what you assumed to previously have been sauce.

“…oh, well that’s only sauce?”

Amy opens the oven which fills the entire room with black smoke, you immediately open the window and she gets a towel to blow the smoke away. You bite your lip to stifle your laugh but making eye contact with Amy makes the both of you burst out laughing.

“I’m sorry, this is truly not how I excepted things to pan out.” Amy sighs, before you could reply she was crying.

Immediately you rushed to her side and pulled her into a tight hug, gently you run a hand up and down her back to sooth her. You felt sorry for her, it was clear she put a lot of effort into this just for it to not work out.

“This doesn’t have to mean our entire night is ruined. Why don’t you go get ready, I’ll clean up in here. Take your time we’re in no rush.”

Amy pulled back to look at you, you wiped the tears from her eyes and she softly smiled. “Are you sure? We don’t have to, we can reschedule or something.”

“No come on, I’m already here.”

“Okay, but really you don’t have to clean up. I’ll do that, it’s not your mess.”

“Ames. I don’t care about cleaning the mess. Just get ready, I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t want to.”

Amy went to get ready and you cleaned the kitchen, as you were putting away the final dish she walked into the kitchen. She was wearing a sheer blue and black flowered blouse with a pencil skirt. You knew you were staring but you couldn’t help it, she looked so beautiful, so effortlessly radiant.

“Ames,” you exhaled. “You look gorgeous.”

She blushed as she walked over to you and wrapped her arms around your neck, your hands naturally rested at her waist. Your foreheads pressed together until she moved her lips onto yours, you pulled her closer and the kiss intensified. When you pulled away you both were blushing.

“Wait, I got lipstick on you.” Amy giggle and wiped her lipstick from your upper lip.

You swear you could have melted under her touch right there, but you knew you needed to collect yourself. You cleared your throat and Amy laughed. The two of you headed to the restaurant and got seated in a booth.

“Again I’m sorry, I had planned for a really nice meal and something more fun than a boring very ordinary restaurant.”

“No, it’s fine. This is still nice, besides it doesn’t matter what we do, we’re together that’s plenty fun.”

“Look at you being all sappy and motivational. I didn’t take you for the type.�� Amy teased.

“I’m not usually, guess you bring it out in me.” You winked.

Amy just playfully rolled her eyes in response. The whole date may have started chaotically and completely gone to shit, but in the end you had a better time than you’d ever have dreamed of. Being with Amy truly was a thrill, the addition of knowing she liked you only emphasised that.

[totaldramafan-lauri]

EPISODE 4

Well.......I.....I got what I signed up for.

I got "Poison". That song I've been obsessively listening to since the day it was released. I finally got to see the visuals that went along with that song, and.....now, I don't think I can UNSEE them.

I hope that everyone who watched this episode is safe, and that...that the people who knew this would be too much for them took the warnings seriously, and....and looked away from the show....Hazbin is not a show that everyone can enjoy. It has a very specific audience in mind, and people who are outside of that audience...r-really should've gotten the point before this episode hit, hopefully....

This was a very....heavy episode. And it....did its job. I'm unnerved, disturbed, and holy crap....I just want Angel out of there as soon as possible. He's been through so, so much, and getting even a TASTE of that was absolutely soul-crushing......Valentino NEEDS to get his commupence ON SCREEN at this point. I regret calling him pathetic before, because seeing him through Angel's eyes....I don't wanna downplay how intimidating he can be. We need to see that guy get what's coming to him. I am waiting with baited breath for Angel to have his "2 Minutes Notice" moment now....

Also, anyone who says that Huskerdust will be a relationship built off of sexual harassment is WRONG. I always assumed there'd be more to it than that, so I'm super happy to comfortably ship it now. This relationship got off the ground not off the jokes, but because Husk is the one who sees right through Angel's persona from the word 'go'. He's exactly the type of person Angel needs. Angel is always hiding himself through his persona, and he needs someone to tell him to drop the act and admit that he needs help. And while Angel didn't ask for HELP in this episode, he DID let himself be vulnerable. Which is a big step for him. As well as that fight scene where the two bond, and he says that sex isn't all he's good at.

The thing about Husk being a former overload was something I did NOT see coming at all....I-I knew he made a deal with Alastor, but not that he was an overlord.....And that he still has some power left over from that....That's crazy....You'd think that people would recognize him, like.....Sir Pentious has been around longer than anyone, so why did he need to get introduced to Husk earlier, or did he not- I-I dunno, but...I like that.

The Huskerdust song was....OK. I liked the lyrics more than the music. I was SO worried that these two were gonna be like Stolitz where we're waiting forever for them to talk to each other while they're working on themselves. But in just one episode, they've opened up to each other a bit! No complaints!

N-not really much else to say....this episode was basically nothing but Angel's arc. Alastor is barely in this episode, which was a letdown for me of course....but.....no Alastor also meant I could focus on the other characters a bit better than usual, so it worked out.

What was that about Vaggie hating herself, tho....?

Great episode, hard to watch at times but that was the point, I still adore "Poison", and.....yeah....

I-I guess that's it for now....

[fullstcp]

JULIE AND THE PHANTOMS SENTENCE STARTERS

NOW OR NEVER

"Clocks move forward but we don't get older."

"All the times we fell behind were just the keys to paradise."

"Don't look down."

"We're still rising up right now."

"Keep dreaming like we'll live forever."

"Live it like it's now or never."

"I hear this noise, in my head."

"It's calling out like a voice I can't forget."

"Got no time to catch my breath."

"Clocks move faster cause it's all we're after now."

"We ain't searching for tomorrow."

"We've got all we need today."

WAKE UP

"Here's the one thing I want you to know."

"You got someplace to go."

"Life's a test, yes, but you go toe-to-toe."

"You don't give up, no, you grow."

"You use your pain cause it makes you you."

"I know it's not the same."

"You got living to do and I just want you to do it."

"So get up, get out, relight that spark."

"It's not what you lost, it's what you'll gain."

"Wake up your dream and make it true."

"Time to come out of the dark."

"Better wake those demons, just look them in the eye."

"No reason not to try."

"Life can be a mess."

"I won't let it cloud my mind."

"I use the pain cause it's part of me."

"I'm ready to power through it."

"I wanna hear it."

"No need to fear it, you're not alone."

"You're gonna find your way."

BRIGHT

"I wanna cry."

"I'm callin' out for one more try to feel alive."

"When I feel lost and alone, I know that I can make it home."

"Life is a risk but I will take it."

"Together, I think that we can make it."

"Come on, let's run."

"I found the ground I'm marching on."

"We will fight to shine together."

THIS BAND IS BACK

"Can you hear me?"

"We gotta get ready."

"This band is back."

WOW

"We're the best, no doubt."

"We see it, we want it, we get it, we got it."

"We came to play, where you at?"

"Come follow me."

"We're gonna make history."

FLYING SOLO

"You know all my secrets."

"Guess that means some things they never change."

"When I look at you it's like I'm looking at me."

"My life would be real low, zero, flying solo without you."

"You know who I'm liking way before I like them."

"If somebody hurts you I'm gonna get hurt too."

"That's just how we work."

"It will never change."

I GOT THE MUSIC

"Ain't gonna fight it cause it's useless."

"Don't care if everybody's watching."

"Silence ain't an option."

"We're on top of the world."

THE OTHER SIDE OF HOLLYWOOD

"Let me introduce myself."

"We've got some time to kill."

"Consider me the pearly gates to your new favorite thrill."

"We could go make history or you could rest in peace."

"Here there ain't no misery."

"Whatcha gonna do?"

"Show you a thing."

"You ain't seen nothing."

"Everything has got a price but happiness is free."

"We can set the night on fire and break out of the scene."

"It ain't bragging if it's true."

ALL EYES ON ME

"Whenever I walk in the room, all the focus on me."

"Not trying to brag, but I'm flawless."

"Ain't perfect, but I can't miss."

"The party don't start 'til I walk in."

"I'm stealing all the attention."

"Some might say I sound conceited."

"Some get jealous, they can't help it."

"They wish they were me."

"I keep the party going all night."

"I only lead, I never follow."

"I never open 'cause it's my show."

"Don't know if people think I'm shallow."

"All I see is all eyes on me."

"I'm my own goals, just talking honestly."

"Ain't no one as hot as me."

FINALLY FREE

"We're no liars."

"We say what we wanna say."

"Don't know if I'll make it 'cause I'm falling under."

"You're a part of me."

"Now till eternity."

"Been so long and now we're finally free."

"Now we know what we're worth."

"We know we can make it."

"We're not falling down under."

PERFECT HARMONY

"Step into my world."

"Life can be so mean."

"But when he/she/they go(es), I know he/she/they do(es)n't leave."

"The truth is finally breaking through."

"Two worlds collide when I'm with you."

"You set me free."

"You and me together is more than chemistry."

"Love me as I am."

"We say we're friends."

"We play pretend."

"You're more to me."

"We're everything."

"You are my brightest burning star."

"I never knew a love so real."

"We're heaven on earth, melody and words."

"When we're together we're in perfect harmony."

"We create a perfect harmony."

EDGE OF GREAT

"Running from the past. Tripping on the now."

"What is lost can be found."

"It's obvious."

"We all got a second act, inside of us."

"I believe that we're just one dream away from who we're meant to be."

"Our best days are yet unknown."

"This is moment is ours to own."

"We're standing on the edge of great."

"We all make mistakes."

"Sometimes we gotta lean on someone else."

"Be who you are no compromise."

"What doesn't kill you makes you feel alive."

UNSAID EMILY

"We start the scene in reverse."

"When things got loud, one of us running out."

"I should've turned around, but I had too much pride."

"No time for goodbyes."

"Didn't get to apologize."

"If I could take us back, if I could just do that."

"Then maybe time would not erase me."

"If you could only know I never let you go."

"The words I most regret are the ones I never meant to leave unsaid."

"Who'd be the first to break?"

"Guess we're alike that way."

YOU GOT NOTHING TO LOSE

"You know you wanna take a chance and be a little bit bad."

"Ain't nothing quite like living on the edge."

"I'm chasing down a thrill and looking fit to kill."

"You got nothing to lose."

"Welcome to my stage."

"Life's short, not a minute to waste."

"I'll take you higher than you've ever been."

"Tell me how you'd like to begin."

STAND TALL

"Don't blink."

"I don't wanna miss it."

"It's back to the beginning."

"Everything is rushing in fast."

"Keep going on, never look back."

"I'm going out of my mind."

"Whatever happens, even if I'm the last standing, I'ma stand tall."

"I gotta keep on dreaming."

"I gotta catch that feeling."

"Right now, I'm loving every minute."

"Can't let myself forget it."

"Cause everything is rushing in fast."

"I keep on going when it's all falling apart."

"I know with all my heart."

[supercalime]

i totally agree with the vast majority of what you posted about shayne and courtney and fans entitlement to their private lives. i dislike that the fandom so heavily sees things through a 'shipping' lens - angela and damien look at each other for more than three seconds, so here's fourteen fics about them fucking. like it's so deranged and so so strange and fundamentally unfair for everyone involved.

it is the same when people want them all to be best friends irl so bad it causes them genuine distress when they say 'we're just co-workers who have a good time'. i understand parasocial relationships and am aware that some are closer than others (some are married i've heard lol) but if it makes you want to keel over and die to hear arasha call courtney her co-worker...genuinely seek help, that's not good for you.

as someone who came back in the buy-back era and who was a fan at the height of the defy shourtney shipping era, i think it's okay to be like 'aww in videos i always thought they had chemistry!' but the stalking, obsessive stuff is unhealthy at best and wrong at worst.

i worry now about the hyper-focus that will be put on shayne and courtney in videos, both together and apart. i think it's super brave of them to go public (also something they may have felt they had to do, given public records) and i hope that people will be able to dial in to respect them and their relationship!!

Thank you, I feel like I’m going crazy, I’m glad others agree!

Bro I can’t even IMAGINE what the “fans” are going to act now. I mean, I can, and it doesn’t look good.

Im calling it now, if the “fans” will keep an even closer look on Courtney’s body now. They will try to prove a pregnancy and I think that will be worse than what it has already been. If there’s an actual pregnancy that somehow gets announced this year, how much you wanna bet that they will use the time Amanda mentioned a smosh baby to prove they were right and knew all along?

If this weren’t Shayne and Courtney, who had to endure stalkers, harassment, unwanted sexual advances from fans, fanfics written about them, people speculate their relationship by every single interaction they had at work, I would have just gone “omg, so cool! Good for them”, but this poor couple had to hide their relationship, hide an engagement! Courtney wasn’t able to wear a goddamn engagement ring, all to protect their privacy.

Im happy for them but again, heartbroken by the fandom once again.

Anyway, all these posts, fights and interactions made me resent the channel I’ve watched for more than a decade so quickly it was actually shocking. Which fucking sucks cause smosh has never been about romantic relationships and this news shouldn’t have affected the fandom for better or for worse.

Im gonna take a step back from the company, at least for now. I’ve unsubscribed to all the channels and unfollowed everyone. I hope I can get back to watching them but for now I legit feel icky, as stupid as it sounds.

I also learned my lesson for good, never ever interact with the rest of the smosh fans, it’s almost never worth it.

[phopollo]

*getting on my hands and knees* Please I would love to know more about your fairytail rewrite, I have also just decided to do a rewatch of it and I am dying for more content/more people to talk about it with (also i love your designs so far and especially the focus on my girl Juvia... would love to know your ideas for both ex phantom lord guys actually)

AKFNWKG OMG HI YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW HAPPY THIS MAKES ME

GAJEEL & JUVIA MEAN SO MUCH TO ME, BOTH INDIVIDUALLY AND AS A DUO, AND I WAS SO SAD ABOUT HOW THEYRE TREATED IN CANON (especially Juvia,,, she was my favorite, but she got done so dirty when they stopped allowing her to he her own character outside of loving Gray,,,) SO IM ELATED YOU WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT THEM, BECAUSE I THINK ABOUT THEM SO MUCH

So!!

I'll start with them as a duo

While members of Phantom Lord, none of the Element 4 were really like.... friends per say, but Gajeel and Juvia had the closest thing to being like........ friendly coworkers of all the relationships among them. Juvia was kind of the only one Gajeel really respected, and Juvia recognized thar Gajeel treated her with as much respect as he could, so she reciprocated (think like,,, verbally acknowledging each other as they passed in the halls, but calling each other by last name)

After joining Fairy Tail, in the immediate aftermath, everyone was still a little cautious of them for understandable reasons. So they kind if unintentionally cling to each other, because..... yknow. They're the only ones not giving each other the side eye, so it doesn't feel like they have to claw through a wall of tension to just hold a simple conversation

The turning point for them into actual friendship is when people start to give them more of a chance! In particular, on a day that Fairy Tail is getting A Bit Rowdy(tm) in the guild hall, and Gajeel turns around, expecting Juvia to have his back, and shes.... she's not there........... and now that he thinks about it, it's been a bit rainy today............... so he gets a little worried and goes looking for her, only to find her hiding in the bathroom because she got a bit overwhelmed and overstimulated because she's never had so many people approach and try to talk to her all at once and never been involved in a brawl like that that wasn't an actual like, fight, and she just...... she needs a minute. So. Gajeel sits with her a bit, because. Yknow. It wouldn't be worth it to go out there and pick fights with everyone and have fun if she's not also going to. It's just not as fun

They get a little awkward sitting there in silence and Gajeel gets antsy. He looks at himself in the mirror, and then down at Juvia and her perfectly styled hair. He goes "Hey wanna help me wash my hair?" And she kind of. Stares at him for a few seconds.

(Bonus doodles of when I was initially thinking about this but never planned to post bc my hand writing is ILLEGIBLE)

So Gajeel takes care of his hair now (very important about him and his character and the change in his hair style between Phantom Lord and Fairy Tail)

And after that, they accidentally become Natsu-And-Lucy-But-Cool-Tones

And they're very silly, and I love them very much

Whoops, that on its own was a little longer than I intended, but I'll still go into them individually too

Gajeel;

His insecurity about falling behind the other dragon slayers is a little more prevelant-- he just kind of always feels like he has something to prove

An important part of the Rewrite to me is thst there's the opportunity for characters who didn't really seem to interact as much get the opportunity to, so I'll also put out there thst Gajeel forms pretty tight bonds with Wendy, Erza, team Shadow Gear as a whole not just Levy, and the Strauss siblings

I don't think he really knows what he actually likes to do in his free time. He kind of just tags along with other people doing things they like to do

He's roughly very similar to how he was in canon. A lot of the work I've done on him has been more just smoothing out the edges and adjusting his behavior to reflect the people I've declared him the closest to

Juvia;

It's so important to me that she gets to be a character outside of being in love with Gray. She does still have a crush on him, and she's not super subtle about it, but she's also like.... she's capable of being a normal person around and about him. They are genuinely friends above anything else

She had no idea how to talk to anyone. Cana and Mirajane were lowkey her saviors when it came to learning how to interact with other people and not be a complete freak, so she's super tight with them in particular

In canon, we were shown both thst she made her own Teru Teru Bozus, and that she knit Gray a scarf once. There's also a couple other things we're shown that its never explicitly state she made them, but I feel like the implication is there. So I'm taking those and running with them-- I'm making her a really crafty person, and she loves and takes a lot of comfort in doing things like sewing, knitting, and crocheting, and that's something she notably does in her free time-- especially since she doesn't just do them for the sake of doing them, she almost always makes something for someone (got a little drawing about this incoming actually)

We only really got to know the bare minimum of Juvia's backstory-- that her parents are dead, she was taken in by her uncle who did his best to help her and her rain problem by seeking out water and ice wizards, and then he also died while seeking help for her-- so I've expanded on it a little and made some minor changes! Longest story short; her father died in a workplace accident before she was born, and her mother died during child birth, which is what lead to her being taken in by her uncle. As much as he loved her and was doing his best with her, he also kind of always resented her and blamed her for the death of his sister (her mom) even though it really was not her fault. Juvia sort of always recognized this, but also as a traumatized child, blamed herself, which lead to the intensifying of the rain around her as she got older and understood things better. That's when her uncle started looking for other water wizards and ice wizards to try and help stop the rain. He went out one day to meet with one, and he never came back. Juvia doesn't know if something happened or if the resentment finally built of too much and he just up and left, and that's something she's never going to get closure on. It definitely still plagues the back of her mind and affects the way she acts now, even if she thinks she's moved past that point in her life.

Woah

That was a lot, sorry akfbskd

I hope this was at least some of what you wanted to hear about them!!