#I was especially pissed cuz I AM 18

[paterday]

I had a dream (I think) where there was this meme where you would show somebody a meme, and go to show them another one, and the next meme was an orange kitten on a motorcycle and the whole joke was that you would show it to the person for like a second, and then go ‘oh wait you’re not 18 yet!’ And run off and my brother did this whole song and dance to me like 5 times in a row and I was. So pissed. Shitty finger drawing of the meme

[kira-broflovski]

I Can Trust You || Kyle Broflovski x Reader

NOTE: characters are 18 in this fic :)

summary: you get so drunk that you start confusing people for others... so you may have accidentally confessed your feelings to the wrong person

"Kyle, you awake man?" Kenny's relieved voice rang out from Kyle's phone.

"Am now." He grimaced. "What's up?"

Nobody really calls anyone in the group unless it's important, so he didn't hold it against Kenny. However, he was tired so he was a little pissed that his sleep was interrupted.

"Dude-" Kenny cut himself off to laugh. "You gotta come get your girlfriend."

"Girlfriend? You mean Y/N?" Kyle felt his face get warmer.

"Yeah."

"For fuck sake," he muttered. "She's not my girlfriend."

"But you knew who I meant."

Kyle could hear the smug grin on Kenny's face. "Whatever, man."

"Seriously, though." Kenny continued. "You gotta come get her, you do care about her right?"

"Of course I do!" Kyle shouted, already getting out of bed and preparing to bring you back, which wasn't that hard considering you practically lived at his apartment.

"Then get your ass down here and get her!" Kenny hung up the phone before any further debate.

How bad could it really be? It was only you, and it's not like you and Kenny weren't friends. Surely he was just being dramatic. Right?

He had sent a text to Kyle to let him know he was at the front of the house with you, so he didn't have to waste time trying to find you. Why did he want you to go home so badly?

As soon as he pulled up, Kyle heard the relieved yell from Kenny and drunken laughs from you.

This was certainly an interesting sight.

"Don't get jealous now, she did this by herself." Kenny put his hands up in defence while you were practically hanging off him with your head buried in his shoulder. "I mean, she thinks I'm you."

The jealous rage Kyle was feeling started to die down after what Kenny just commented. "What?"

"I'm serious! All night, she's been flirting with me because she thinks I'm you!"

"It's cuz you're so cute, Kyle!" Your words were slurred, truly showcasing just how drunk you were.

"Hey, the real Kyle is here to take you home, Y/N." Kenny whispered gently and slowly turned you around to look at Kyle.

"Hi, Kenny!" You greeted as you fell into Kyle's arms.

"See what I mean?"

"Alright, Y/N." Kyle put one of your arms over his shoulder, which he held with one hand, while his other arm snaked around your waist so he could make sure you wouldn't fall over on the way to the car. "Let's get you home."

He carefully opened the passenger-side door, sat you down, and buckled your seatbelt before getting into the driver side.

"I feel like a child," you giggled as your head rested against the cool window.

"Mentally, you are a child." Kyle snorted.

"Fuck you, I'm not a child!" You exclaimed, only making the driver laugh more. "If I was a child, could I do this?"

He panicked for a second, thinking you were going to do something that endangered both of your lives, especially if you messed with him. If he crashed the car while you were in it, he'd never forgive himself. Even if it was a result of your drunken state.

However, he calmed down when he heard your head thud against the window again and your light snoring. You had finally crashed after all that alcohol in your system.

You woke up when you arrived at his apartment block, but at the time you had no idea. Kyle, who you still thought was Kenny, had picked you up bridal style so he was easily able to get you out the car and into his apartment. He brought you into the guest bedroom you practically owned.

"Let's get your shoes off, then you can sleep for as long as you like." Kyle bent down at the foot of the bed, while you sat in front of him on the bed.

"Kenny, I trust you with my life." You flopped backwards onto the bed as your feet were still hanging off the edge.

"I'm not Kenny, I'm Kyle." You could just about feel his attempt to get your uncomfortable shoes off.

"Speaking of Kyle," you began.

He felt his heart miss a beat. He didn't know what to do. Guilt started to weigh on his shoulders: he wanted to distract you so you would forget about what you're going to say, it was Kenny that was supposed to be hearing this, not him! On the other hand, he wanted to know so desperately what you were going to say about him, especially as if he wasn't right there in front of you.

"Uh, what about him, Y/N?" He finally spat out, nerves getting the better of him.

"I know you keep saying I should ask, but I'm scared to." Despite your current state, there was something about your sudden sad tone that told him you were being genuine. Where is this sadness coming from?

He hesitated before questioning further, "ask him what?"

"Ask him out, dumbass!" You exclaimed before grabbing the nearest pillow and covering your face.

"What?" Kyle stopped in his tracks. Were you being serious?

"Kenny, please. We've been through this!" Thankfully, your shout was muffled by the pillow.

He stood up after finally getting your shoes off, and you immediately curled up to the pillow for comfort, so he sat on the edge of the bed next to you.

Deciding he needed to know, he pried further. "What's stopping you?"

"He probably doesn't see me like that." You mumbled dejectedly. Oh how wrong you were.

"Hey, how about we talk about this tomorrow, y'know, when you're sober?"

"Mhm," you mumbled while Kyle threw the blanket over you. He didn't want you to freeze tonight, not after your accidental confession. "Thanks, Kenny."

"I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight, Y/N."

[nerdylilpeebee]

Just saw the most puritanical fandom bullshit I've seen in a while, and well, I wanna make a post on it.

So, there is a fan artist on Twitter who made a post thirsting for Tessa from Murder Drones. Other Twitter users who were apparently in an 18+ server with this artist screenshotted that Tweet and posted it like a call-out post, saying how gross it was. Quick jaunt through the thread, they're talking about how gross it is for people to thirst after a minor character and telling people to "not so this." Quick look through the fanartist's Twitter shows they got horrendously harassed, and that on top of shit they're dealing irl has made them have some very obvious suicide ideation.

So I took a little bit a deeper look into this. Already it's deplorable, but ya know, I wanted details.

So, biggest thing and one of two things that makes me the most pissed about this whole situation? They were thirsting after adult Tessa. The one wearing the astronaut suit, before it was revealed it wasn't Tessa, but Cyn wearing her skin. And it wasn't even anything overly creepy, all they did was make a joke post about her "violating" them. Language anyone in fandom knows people use all the fucking time when thirsting. XD so that right there makes it fucking annoying as fuck they thought it was worth getting this person harassed.

The second part tho? The second part makes me want to strangle them. Their whole issue is that Tessa was a minor when she was alive (as far as we know, we've not seen it confirmed she died as a kid, but ya know), but here's the thing: so is the fanartist, which they acknowledge themselves. I really don't get people who get pissy about a 15 year old thirsting after a fictional character that is, at most, a year younger than they are. Especially when the version they're thirsting after is an adult. And idk about anyone else, but I also find it very fucking creepy that people seem to want teenagers to only be horny for adults. The whole problem with thirsting after minors is when the person thirsting is an adult. Teenagers thirsting after each other is what we should want them to fucking do. You have poor judgement as a teen and are vulnerable AS FUCK to predators, especially during the initial years of you getting your first horny feelings. If all you thirsted after were adults and had no interest in other teenagers, well, to me that makes it pretty obvious that you'd be even more vulnerable to a predator. But maybe that's just me, idk.

Now, the one thing they are (probably) justified on (and I say "probably" because I honestly don't think these people act with enough maturity for me to say for sure they're all adults) is that, according to them, the fanartist lied about their age to get into the 18+ server. But THE MOST you are supposed to do in that situation, is ban the minor from the server.

Cuz here's the thing: making spaces 18+ is not for the comfort of adults, but for the safety of minors. Your ONLY concern should be that the minor is putting themselves in an adult space that could potentially have traumatizing content (be it NSFW or straight up gore) or predators. Not that they were being gross and you should now go look for a reason to call them out, something you cannot possibly be unaware will get them harassed relentlessly.

This was a 15 year old whose only crime was being horny and being willing to lie to see NSFW content of their favorite characters. Not some creepy asshole, not some predator, a FUCKING CHILD.

And everyone involved in that whole mess should be fucking ashamed of themselves. This shit is DISGUSTING, and I am sick of people forgetting that making a space 18+ is meant to protect minors, not make them comfortable.

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Lovers & Friends (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Keigo Takami x Black!Fem!Reader (Friends to Lovers)

Synopsis: In which you and Keigo have begun to realize the strange new feelings you both have for each other after one drunken night at a close friend’s wedding that ends with you in his bed, but because of your longtime friendship and committed relationships with other people, you’re more than happy to forget that night even happened and keep your mutual feelings in the dark…for now, at least. 

Story Warnings: Smutty smut; 18+ (MINORS GET AWAY); Cheating/Infidelity; Mating; Light Degradation; Spanking; Exhibitionism; Multiple Positions; Creampie; Unprotected PIV Sex; Facials; Scent Play; Marking; Spitting; Deepthroating; Cunnilingus; Begging; Edgeplay; Power Play; Daddy Kink; Some Angst; Hurt/Comfort; Mild Violence

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic (except for Rei and Haruko). However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer's Note: Just as note, Dabi isn't a member of LOV in this fic. I explain all of it in the chapter, but I didn't want to make him a villain in this fic, mostly cuz that's my baby daddy & he deserves better. Enjoy! -Jazz

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Bonus Chapter.

Read on AO3 here!

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Chapter Four: We're All Friends Here.

“Can you stop doing that, please?” Rei sighs from behind the wheel of his Benz. 

You, sitting in the passenger’s seat beside him, barely spare him a glance. “Doing what?” you ask dryly.

You watch as trees and cars whiz by as Rei drives slightly above the speed limit to get to Fatgum’s wedding. Your feet are up on the dashboard, your painted toes in some sexy-looking Steve Madden heels to match your peach-colored sundress and go along with your braids that you tied up in a bun on your head. 

“Acting like you’re not pissed when you are,” Rei replies. He clenches the wheel so tight that his knuckles are white. “Look, I said I was sorry, Y/N, but I can’t help that I lost my wallet.” 

“No, you can’t,” you begin, about to drag his ass to hell and back, “but you can help that you didn’t show up on time when you specifically told me 9 AM and showed up at 11 PM. The wedding started at 11 PM, Rei.” 

“I’m aware of that,” he growls, forced to stop at a red light. “That’s why I’m hurrying as fast as I can without risking getting a ticket. Cut me some lack, Y/N. I was out patrolling last night.” 

You turn to him, irked. Despite how clean and handsome he looks in his crisp button-down to match your dress, slacks, and red-bottom shoes, that does nothing to distract you from your anger. You had promised Keigo you’d show up on time and you never go back on your promises unless something serious happens. So for Rei to not respect that and make this about his lost wallet (which he found under his car seat later) is really starting to work your nerve.

“You didn’t have to come with me today, Rei,” you say, bite in your tone. “I told you you didn’t have to last night, but you refused. Now we’re two hours late for the wedding! Fatgum is probably already married by now!” 

“We’ll get there,” Rei reassures you, pressing down on the gas as soon as the traffic light flicks to green. “Just chill out, okay? I don’t want us going in here mad at each other.” You feel his hand move to squeeze your knee, but you don’t move to hold his hand or push it away. You try to act like it’s not there, like some pestering fly. 

There is a part of you that feels guilty for being so mad at your boyfriend. You know you can’t help what comes with the job as a pro, but you also know he can sure as hell take off from a night of patrolling, especially on the night before a very important event for you, which he said he’d attend. Even you got your patrols and other pro work out the way this week to prepare for Fatgum’s wedding. 

Rei’s decisions only validate what is more important to him than you are: his ranking. While you understand the pressure he’s under to be the best in the eyes of the public and the Hero’s Commission, you also understand that there is more to life than just a higher popularity number.

Like healthy communication and good sex. And while Rei is a great pro and an even better person, he doesn’t understand that more is needed to be a good boyfriend. 

Your mood only gets lower and lower with every passing minute as you sink deeper into your thoughts. You wonder how it’s possible to have a relationship like Fatgum and Haruko’s. How do two people survive for six years? When do you realize you want to be with someone for the rest of your life? How does it happen? 

You’re hoping for answers when Rei finally gets to the park and parks his car in the lot. By the time you get out of the car, fix your hair, and get Fatgum and Haruko’s wedding gift, the reception has already started. Everyone is now out and about, enjoying the dance floor. Some are on the dance floor, enjoying the tunes the DJ is spinning, while others are lounging at their tables or enjoying the pleasures of the park by snapping photos in the gazebos or taking walks. 

Others are circling the snack table where you find Fatgum and Haruko standing at their large, towering wedding cake drizzled in strawberry and vanilla frosting. Fatgum kisses Haruko’s cheek as they cut the first slice together, their wedding bands glinting in the sun. He catches sight of you and gives you a wink, glad to see you. 

The long snack table they stand at is covered in delicacies and expensive foods only Fatgum thought to add: fruit and cracker towers; charcuterie plates; bowls of salads and soups; spreads of potato salad, collard greens, mac n’ cheese, and every meat and fish known to man: ribeye steaks, grilled salmon, tilapia, chicken, and fried wings coated in hot sauce. Your stomach growls and you realize you haven’t eaten yet. 

“Y/N!” someone calls to you. You find Rumi waving you over to a table where she, Keigo, Sakura, Yu, and Nemuri are all sitting. Keigo is the first to greet you and you have to say that the man certainly knows how to clean up: he looks incredibly handsome in his tailored black suit and red bottom shoes. 

The scent of his cologne fills your nose as you hug him, tickling your senses. “Glad you finally made it,” he says, giving you an adoring smile. Seeing his face seems to make everything better until you notice his smile falter a bit at the sight of Rei behind you. “Tempo!” he happily greets, putting his hand out for a shake. “So you decided to join us losers today.” 

Rei’s eyes tick to Keigo’s hand hesitantly before he slowly takes it, as if unsure if the winged pro is serious with his cordial attitude or not. “Promised to be her date. Of course, I’d show up.” You inwardly sigh, already knowing that Rei’s dislike for Keigo will be an issue today. For some reason, he just doesn’t like your best friend. 

Rumi sidles up to you in her red dress, looking like a damn Amazon. “I bet,” she snickers, “with you lookin’ like that. Tryna take someone else home tonight, sexy?”

You shoo her away with a laugh before walking over to the table where Yu, Nemuri, and Sakura sit, Fatgum and Haruko’s wedding gift still in your hands. “Hey,” you greet, hugging each girl. “Sorry we’re so late. You take pictures of the wedding?” 

“Absolutely!” Nemuri giggles, already moving to show you the slew of pictures on her phone. Your heart melts at the sight of Eri as the flower girl and Fatgum slipping a wedding band onto Haruko’s finger. How you would’ve loved to witness such a beautiful moment! Now, you’re pissed at Rei even more. “But you’re here now!” Yu says with a bright smile. “And you look just as amazing as Sakura does.” 

Sakura blushes at the compliment. “She is right about that,” you giggle, sitting down next to the pink-haired girl. “You do look amazing.” Sakura giggles softly, reminding you of the cutest fairy: tiny, innocent, and pure. “Thank you, but your outfit definitely beats mine with those shoes. I’d die if I walked in those things.” 

Keigo takes a seat between you and Sakura, a new glass of champagne in his hand. You look around, noticing the empty seat that belongs to your renowned good guy, ex-villain friend. “Dabi couldn’t make it?” you mutter to him. 

“More like he couldn’t bribe the warden to give him back his perks after that riot, but he’s workin’ on it,” Keigo whispers back before taking a big gulp of champagne.

You sit back in your seat, disappointed that Dabi won’t be coming, but you should’ve known something would go wrong. He is in prison, after all. 

Dabi has been in your life just as long as Keigo and Rumi. While you met Keigo long before UA, you met Dabi and Rumi at the same time while attending UA for high school. Dabi, you went by Touya Todoroki back then, was training to be a hero and took a liking to you three almost immediately. It was the four of you all day, every day; a special quartet…. 

That is the one day Dabi cracked when his baby brother Shoto was born and his shit father Enji aka no. 1 pro Endeavor became more fond of him than Dabi. After that, he ditched the white hair for stark black, stayed to himself, and started skipping classes until he was finally kicked out. You had no idea what happened. 

Years later when Shoto started attending UA himself was when Dabi finally showed back up. When you and Keigo were called about a LOV attack downtown, you were beyond dumbfounded to see your old friend, all scars and staples, his beautiful, porcelain skin ruined. Even more dumbfounded to realize that he was now a villain and was against his friends. You had cried for weeks over this, being held by Keigo and Rumi, the only two who understood the pain and guilt you felt over Dabi’s new life path. 

However, that was then. Dabi has since changed his tune. After exposing Endeavor’s abusive past to all of Japan and getting him blackballed, Dabi sacrificed himself to save Shoto from a villain attack orchestrated by the LOV, nearly getting killed.

He was in a coma for a month after that. You, Keigo, and Rumi were right there beside him all that time. When he awakened, it was as if he had completely flipped a switch. You don’t know what he experienced while in his coma, but it caused him to wash out his hair dye, leave LOV, and turn himself into the police for his wrongdoings. “I have to atone for my sins,” was all he said. 

It was all over the news for weeks until, like all news, it faded over time. Because Dabi saved Shoto’s life, he and his family (minus Endeavor) implored the judge to shorten his sentence of 50 years behind bars. Now, as part of his deal, Dabi is in prison until his 40th birthday with the possibility of parole with good behavior. Since then, you’ve been visiting and calling him, making sure he’s keeping up with his good track record. 

The last time you saw him was a month ago over drinks. He had strode in with his snow-white hair and an ankle monitor on his ankle that would shock the fuck out of him if he tried to run. As part of his perks, he is given one day of freedom outside of prison every two weeks. He was saving up his days to visit after Fatgum’s wedding, but things took a negative turn when a riot thrown by quirked inmates broke out a week ago. Believing Dabi was the one who orchestrated it, the warden “momentarily” took away Dabi’s perks.

But Dabi is smart, so you know he has some tricks up his sleeve. He was a villain, after all. 

But damn, you wish he was here now to liven up this terribly tense silence that settles on the table. Yu and Nemuri look at Rumi who stares at Keigo who stares at Rei who stares right back at him. You gnaw at your bottom lip, the urge to flee too much. “So, Sakura!” you squeak, cutting through the horrible silence. “How’s work going for you?” 

Sakura looks almost glad that you asked, obviously feeling the tension too. “As soon as it can go when you’re working as a nurse plus customer service,” she sighs tiredly. “I do it for the kids, but those parents try my nerves.” 

“I definitely get it,” you reply empathetically. “As a pro, you have to work well with people too, especially when patrolling.” Sakura’s eyes light up at the mention of your hero work. “Speaking of which, will you be attending the Heroes’ Gala later next month? Are you up for any awards?” 

“Yep!” you proudly say. “I’m up for best fighter, so I’ve been really trying to go hard with my training.”

Keigo smirks at you. “I got the bruises to prove it,” he chuckles, alluding to your training sessions that have taken a pause due to Fatgum’s wedding and because you didn’t want to give Keigo any more bruises that he couldn’t cover. Yet another reason why Rei strongly dislikes your friend: your closeness. He doesn’t quite understand that this is just the relationship you and Keigo share. It’s like the bond between brother and sister. 

“What about you, Rei?” Sakura asks. Rei smiles at her, and you can tell he’s overjoyed that she asked. “I’m nominated for most fearless,” he proudly states as he sips his champagne. “Then at the end of the year, I’m heading for no. 8. That’s why I’ve been working like the world is gonna end lately. Y/N definitely knows.” 

You duck your head to hide your irked expression. “Yeah,” you mutter before you can stop yourself. “I definitely know.” Luckily, only Keigo and Rumi hear you and share a look between each other. One of them has to get you out of here before you start stabbing your boyfriend. “Seesh, look at that waterfall!” Rumi hollers, pointing to the foundation at the snack table overflowing with chocolate fondu and surrounded by guests. 

“Y/N, help me fight to get at that fondu fountain. My sweet tooth is talkin’ to me.” Rumi gets out of her seat and loops your arm in hers, dragging you away from the table. “Bring back some wings!” Keigo shouts after you both as you walk away from the group and head towards the snack table. 

As you do, Rumi snatches a glass of champagne from a random tray and hands it to you. “Had to get you out of there,” she whispers. “That shit was awkward. You looked like you were about to choke Rei out.” 

“I can’t help it,” you groan defeatedly. “This morning was a shit show! It wasn’t the fact he lost his wallet, but he showed up so late when he promised he’d be at our condo by 9. I missed the wedding because of his negligence.” 

“Seems like he’s been negligent with a few things lately,” Rumi replies knowingly. “I can tell. When he’s over, all I hear is him and no you.” You stare at her wide-eyed. “Yes, I can hear y’all have sex, Y/N,” she chuckles, pointing at her ears. “With these things, I can hear a tree fall in the forest.” 

“That’s so embarrassing,” you groan. You’re not sure if you’re referring to the fact that your friend has heard you and your boyfriend have sex or to the fact that you’re crickets compared to Rei.  “So I’m guessin’ the sex has been lacking too?” Rumi questions, raising a brow when you finally make it to the snack table. 

You busy yourself with gathering some salad with a side of grilled chicken and potato salad to hide your embarrassment. “It’s only because he’s been working so hard to get his award and a high rank,” you say in a hushed tone for Rumi’s ears only. “And when we do have sex, he’s not as attentive as I want him to be. Either that or I’m not connecting with him.” 

Rumi scowls confusedly at you, a kabob of fruit for fondu in her hand. “I’m not following.”

You sigh, realizing you’ll have to be a bit clearer. “I love Rei,” you explain, “but I feel nothing when we have sex. When we kiss or have any other physical contact that isn’t sexual, I get the urge to fuck him, but when I actually do it, there are no fireworks setting off in my head.” 

Even saying it makes you feel ill. “Sex is a big part of relationships for me. Without that, what do we have?”

Rumi whistles lowly, a hand on her toned hip. “A very dry relationship in need of some lubin’ up,” she replies. “Either that or just dumb the guy.” You glare at her angrily and she puts her hands up in defense. “Look, I know you don’t want to break up with him over this, but if you’re this upset over it, why even bother? You don’t even look happy, girl!” 

You want to point out to Rumi that it isn’t like Rei is a casual hookup or a guy you’ve only been dating for a few weeks. You’ve been together for a year! You have history and he’s truly a great boyfriend despite the dry spell and your feelings of being neglected because of his work. “I love him, Rumi,” you say, exasperated, “and I wanna try with him.” 

That’s all the reason you give Rumi but it’s enough to shut her up. “Give me some advice,” you plead. “You have good sex, right? And don’t act like you don’t ‘cause you’re not exactly quiet either.” 

You raise a knowing brow at her. Many times you’ve heard the bunny hero going at it in her bedroom with her hookups of the week, most of them during nights when you’re in need of sleep before work. 

Rumi gives you a sheepish smile. “Guilty as charged,” she chuckles. “Well, have you ever talked to him about your kinks?” 

Her simple question makes you reach back into the furthest parts of your brain for an answer. Have you talked about your kinks with Rei? You’ve tried the handcuffs, but since that didn’t work, kink never saw the light of day again in your relationship.

However, you can’t remember ever flat-out telling him you loved spankings or for a guy to spit on your pussy. And what about your degradation kink? Or your desire for exhibitionism? He’d look at you like you’re crazy! 

You shake your head silently at Rumi. “Start there then,” she encourages. “Or maybe try to do something more adventurous with him to spice things up. That usually always works.” She passes you a fresh glass of champagne. “I’d suggest gettin’ some alcohol in him first.” 

You turn back to stare at Rei, finding him chatting with Jeanist and Ms. Joke. Nervous butterflies flutter in your stomach at Rumi’s advice, but it’s something you know will probably be easier than you believe it will be…right? 

“Hey, you two!” Keigo grabs you and Rumi’s attention, looking impatient. “You gonna gossip or get some wings for me? I need some before I pick either one of you as a dance partner.” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively at both of you and begins subtly moving his hips to the band playing a cover of Rihanna, the lead singer crooning into the mic. 

Rumi looks at him in playful disgust. “With your big ass wings?” she scoffs. “No, thanks. You’d knock me over.” Keigo gives her a mock offended look as she sashays by him, heading back to the table. “Come on, you two!” she shouts over her shoulder. 

You inwardly groan, not wanting to sit back down in the awkwardness of that table. But when Keigo gives you that reassuring smile that everything will be okay, all of that dread vanishes. “Well, she’s waiting for us, baby bird.” He hooks his arm through yours, smiling at you. “Better not keep her waiting.” 

Without another word, you let Keigo drag you back to the table with your food and much-needed champagne in hand. 

[kithnkiss]

𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬.

Female readers only, (however some of my writing can be read as gender neutral, you just gotta keep an eye out I guess), but I mostly right for my ladies (nothing against any other genders, but I am a woman so that’s all I feel comfortable writing for/about (especially when I’m writing smut).

The band members I write for are Paul Stanley, Gene Simmons, Eric Carr, and Ace Frehley. No offense to any of the other members, I just like these four the most.

For now, requests are only for reactions/headcannons. I may add one shots later on, but not at this moment.

Please try to explain your requests in a way I will understand. Be specific cuz’ I’m dumb.

I write smut, so if you’re under 18, please vacate the premises. Ageless blogs get blocked.

As for the smut I write, I will be listing some of my DON’TS below (I’m pretty open, but if I do feel uncomfortable, I will not write the request);

- Pedophilia

- Piss/Scat play

- CNC, Dubcon

- Rape/Rape play

- Foot/Tickling Fetishes

- Latex

- Vore/gore

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[zootopiathingz]

Bill and Nancy headcanons cuz they’re cute

Bill had a crush on her from the start (as we could obviously tell from Greens Acres) but Nancy didn’t develop feelings until they were a little older. She did think he was cute though.

They listened to a lot of old bands together and claimed all of the songs were “their songs”.

Nancy went to public school while Bill was homeschooled so they didn’t see each other a lot during the day.

They often drove out to the middle of nowhere and sat in the back of his truck so they could make out stargaze.

Bill liked playing with her hair. Rather they were cuddling or playing board games or just doing literally anything he was always stroking her hair.

Nancy stole his hoodies and never returned any of them.

Since they didn’t work together well when it came to cooking they usually ordered takeout or Bill would heat up soup just to avoid arguments.

They slept together a lot. Not in a sexual way, they would just fall asleep together in the truck or laying in the grass and nap for hours.

Their dates were at night when their parents were asleep and they would stay out until like 5-6 am (their sleep schedules were kinda fucked up).

Bill loved to spoil her with gifts. They were often handmade since he didn’t have a lot of money. The most he spent on her was the engagement ring.

Lots of spooning (Bill was the big spoon for sure).

Nancy would always take him to her school dances but they spent the entire time to themselves.

(nsfw?) Their first time was when they were 17-18 ish.

Alice didn’t find out about them dating for a while, but when she did she tried everything she could to keep Bill away from Nancy.

Bill gave her a lot of forehead kisses cuz he was taller.

Even though she liked being spoiled, Nancy kinda felt bad sometimes so she would always try to return the favor by doing something nice for him.

Sometimes Nancy would hum or sing to herself doing random things and Bill would just listen to her voice and get completely lost in awe.

Nancy tried to convince him to get a matching tattoo with her.

Even though Bill wanted to take over the family farm, it was actually his idea to start a new farm with Nancy.

Lots of making out in the truck lolololol.

Bill was the one who asked her out, but Nancy was the one who initiated their first kiss.

Asking for her father’s blessing was really awkward for Bill.

They got married in their mid-late 20’s but they already lived together beforehand.

Alice actually did object at their wedding but no one took her seriously.

Though they were bad at cooking together, they actually enjoyed baking (it was still difficult to get along but it was worth it in the end).

After fights they would not speak to each other for a couple hours to cool down, then they would apologize and try to make each other feel better.

Nancy would give him back/shoulder massages after he overworked himself all day.

They split the house chores 50/50 and neither of them were assigned just one specific chore, they both had to do dishes and clean the bathroom.

Both times Nancy was pregnant, they placed bets on what the gender would be. They got pretty competitive over it.

Nancy helped Bill better express his feelings and that he didn’t need to “man up”. She was perfectly okay with him being himself.

Bill would get really self-conscious and feel like he wasn’t good enough for Nancy, especially when it came to providing money.

Whenever Nancy was sick, Bill would never let her do anything. He wanted her to be well-rested and never disturbed so he would just do everything for her (make meals, give her medicine, etc)

Bill loved to carry her around on his back, over his shoulder, bridal style, etc.

When he found out Nancy was arrested, Bill was heartbroken and didn’t even know what to do (he literally panicked for days).

Even after they divorced, they would send each other letters just to ask how they were doing and such. Sadly they stopped after a couple years.

They would sometimes sit in complete silence for long periods of time but it was never uncomfortable, they just enjoyed each other’s company.

Nancy would wear his hat sometimes for no reason.

One time they dressed up as each other for Halloween.

They went on long walks through the country fields.

When they had movie marathon nights, Nancy would always pick movies she knew Bill hated just to piss him off.

Nancy always had to kill the spiders.

After Nancy’s big motorcycle crash, Bill became very nervous about her riding and would often try to stop her from doing it.

Nancy used to love his beard and would just randomly touch his face to feel it. (after the divorce Bill shaved it bc it made him too sad to think about :-;)

Bill used to try to do her makeup for her and it wasn’t that bad, except he never managed to do her mascara without accidentally poking her eye.

They went all out for Christmas (since we know Bill is a Christmas fanatic) and they would wear matching pajamas.

Nancy was a restless sleeper and would toss and turn a lot during the night, which made for a very unhappy Bill the next morning.

Every week they would set aside one entire day to only focus on each other. No work, no other company, just the two of them enjoying their time together.

For their anniversaries they would say they wouldn’t do anything big, but at the last second they’d surprise each other with gifts and go out for a drive around town.

When Nancy went into labor the first time, Bill had absolutely no idea what to do and had to call Alice for help.

The first time they said “I love you” (romantically) was on their third date.

Literally everywhere they went they held hands. Bill loved to show her off to everyone.

[wincest-gaychesters]

Fic Writer Questions

from @wincestismyheart / @twobrothersoneheart not sure where the questions came from originally but thanks for tagging me! This one seemed like a lot of fun so I had to do it...

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 5 works published on Ao3 which doesn't sound like a lot, but then I remember a lot of my stuff is shorter and on my tumblr haha

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

My total word count is 8521 since most of my fics are one chapter and pretty short

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

One fandom: Supernatural

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Well I only have 5 lol, but here they are in order of popularity based off kudos:

Just Like A Dream - in which Sam dresses up in a tiny french maid outfit to get Dean's attention. Smut ensues.

Just Mine - boyking!Sam and demon!Dean get freaky in hell's throne room, with an audience.

All of the Sinners - demon!Sam and angel!Dean meet up at a church where things get... sexy.

Baby - Dean is finally reunited with the Impala after their separation (in season 7 when they have to get rid of her in order to hide from Dick) but it's not a perfect reunion without Sam (he is there he's just like sitting back and watching Dean love his car lol)

Ain't the Same - this one's kinda hard for me to summarize. it's just like angsty teenage-ry BS from both Sam and Dean (they're like 12 and 17 respectively). Deans been hunting with his dad but suddenly gets dropped off, with Sam, at Bobby's which he thinks is some sort of sign that his dad thinks he's not good enough to keep hunting. Sam, on the other hand, has been spending pretty much all his time alone and is happy to finally have someone to hang out with but gets increasingly pissed that Dean doesn't wanna hang out with him. They "steal" (it's from Bobby's lot so not really lol) a car, sneak out to the movies, then have a cute little bonding moment after. Just general angst and fluff.

5. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Yes! If you liked my fic enough to sit down and write a comment, then I can take a moment to reply.

6. What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

I think it's All of the Sinners. I usually have open-ended endings but with the boys being on good terms. But with this fic it ends with Dean kind of asking to see Sam again, like he really wants something less casual, but Sam is very much against it because they're on two different sides (Sam's a demon and Dean's an angel).

7. What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

I'm not sure because they usually end pretty happy, or at least the boys are content. But I think it's between Just Like a Dream and Ain't the Same. Just Like a Dream ends after the boys' first time together with some cuddling. Ain't the Same probably is the happier ending, it ends with Dean having a realization of how happy he actually is just hanging out with his family (just Bobby and Sam at the time, but still).

8. Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you've written?

I've tried to do crossovers before but they never really work out. The craziest one I came up with, even though I never really wrote it cuz it was long and didn't really make any sense, was like a multi-fandom crossover, where Sam and Dean are wizards that go to Hogwarts. I think I left out the HP characters, just used the setting, or they were in the same year as Albus Potter (I can't really remember, but I was also going back and forth on a lot of the details) but didn't really interact with him/that group. Then Sherlock and John were also there and they become pretty good friends with them, especially Sherlock and Sam get along real well. And at some point I think I wanted to throw in the 10th Doctor as well (he's my fave) but he was supposed to be like the weird friend in the group who had these weird dreams about a blue box that flew through space. Then I can't remember if I was going to try and get them into the Dr Who universe through him or not. Idk, it was crazy and didn't really have a point except that I wanted to put all these characters together in this specific setting haha!

9. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Nope, nothing yet.

10. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

That's pretty much all I write lol. Usually stuff with specific kinks, usually Sam/Dean, sometimes softer or more vanilla stuff. Kind of depends.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I know.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but it would be cool!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not really. When I write something I tend to have a very specific vision for the story so I'm probably not so great to collaborate with anyway haha.

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

Wincest. Hands down. Always.

15. What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

That's a hard question for me. If it's something I want to finish then it's a story I still believe in so even if it's really slow progress I'm still working on it. The WIPs I think I won't finish are the ones I have already given up on because something about the story is off and I don't really believe in it anymore. If I still believe in a story then I'll finish it eventually lol.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'm not sure. I'm very terrible at self-analysis.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I think my biggest weakness is writing how I feel in the moment instead of through the lens of a certain character. I also want perfection but am so bad at editing, so my stories almost never end up the way I think of them. I find it hard to capture the mood or feeling that I dream up in my head. But wanting things to be exactly how I think of them the first time is also bad, because then I don't let the story grow or get better through editing. So it's all bad really.

18. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I don't think I've encountered that before. I don't wanna say I do or don't like it but I think it would depend a lot on context.

19. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

I want to say Supernatural because it's what i've written most but probably not. I don't have everything I've written over the years saved so I'm really not sure. I do remember having a handful of fics (like two or three) for Ouran High School Host Club. But even that I'm not sure was my first.

20. What's your favorite fic you've written?

It kind of depends. I just reread a fic I wrote and only published on here about Sam and Dean in college which I really liked for the writing itself. But I love All of the Sinners because of the imagery it reminds me of when I was writing the fic, but the writing itself is not good and doesn't really get the imagery across the way I'd like it to. So, I think for the feeling it gives me it's my fave.

[thatfrogkiki]

Incendio

Revolution (Royal Witch AU)

Chapter Two: Incendio

Draco Malfoy x royal!Reader

Author: @thatfrogkiki​

Warnings: slowburn, swearing, political themes, eventual smut (everyone is 18+ in this AU), violence, etc.

Summary: The Reader gets caught by Draco in the forbidden history section of the library, but she’s found her book she was looking for. However, Draco refuses to leave her be without a fight.

Word Count: 1935

Author’s Note: I’m not sure how I feel about this chapter, but I thought I’d post it anyways! I have plans for more interesting chapters, so please stick around for them if you’d like! Any feedback is welcome by the way! I appreciate all your kind words!

Y/n = Your name

Y/m/n = Your middle name (going to be used as your fake last name)

~~~

*Reader’s POV*

I have to find it here… I just have to… If it isn’t here, it isn’t anywhere… I try my best to quickly scan each book on every bookshelf in the history section. The further I go into the forbidden history section, the heavier my chest feels. It makes me feel like I really shouldn’t be here, but I must go on. Nothing can stop me from fulfilling my destiny…

“C’mon, it has to be here somewhere…” I mumble out loud to myself. I sigh and close my eyes for a second. Without opening my eyes, I rest my head on the bookshelf ahead of me. When I get back up and open my eyes, they immediately focus on an unusual book with no name on its spine.

“That’s peculiar…” I go to pick it up, and a shiver runs down my spine. I can hear the chanting of my ancestors beating in my eardrums, but I ignore it. This is the book I was looking for:

Sols and Lunes: A History of Genocide

I’ve found it… I’ve finally found it! Tears begin streaming down my face as I open the book and start to read the first few pages. It’s encoded in some strange language of runes I’ve never seen before. 

“And what do you think you’re doing here?” I hear a voice practically yell at me, making me jump out of my own skin.

“H-huh?” I panic and stupidly ask who I now see to be that Draco kid from the dining hall.

“I said, ‘And what…’” He begins again, but I stop him by shushing.

“Shh! We’re gonna get caught if you don’t stop yelling!” I whisper angrily towards him.

“Oh please, no one’s gonna find us all the way back here. No one goes for the forbidden history section, it’s not nearly as exciting as the forbidden spells section…” Draco tries to joke with me, but I’m in no mood to be humorous. 

“Can I help you with something, then?” He steps closer to me slowly, and our height difference becomes more noticeable. I can tell he’s liking that, too, which pisses me off. 

“Not with anything specific… I just came to apologize for my behavior earlier, but then I noticed you sneaked off into here so I…” He trails off with a slight smirk on his face.

“You what? Thought you have leverage over me or something? Look, I’m not interested in being friends or anything you’re thinking of, so just leave me alone. I’m doing something rather important,” I step to the side and begin to walk away from him, but he holds his arm out to stop me. He grips my shoulder and shoves it gently towards the bookshelves.

“You might want to watch that tone of yours… Most people tend to know who they’re talking to, but you’re new so I��ll let it slide this time.” Draco throws me a wink as if I’d swoon, but instead I slam my shoe into his shin. He drops to one knee in pain, cussing me out.

“Watch your tone, Malfoy. Or else you might regret it.” I spit out with venom, slapping his hand off my shoulder. I start walking away again, but, before I get far enough, Draco stops me with a spell.

“Incarcerous!” He yells with his wand at the ready, and I’m immediately tied up with magic ropes. I stumble forward a little but still catch my balance.

“Heh, not so tough now, are ya?” Draco chuckles to himself as he strides towards me.

“Expelliarmus!” I shout back at him, and his wand flies out of his hand.

“H-how did you do that?! Your wand isn’t out…” He stops with shock in his eyes. I don’t answer him, as I’ve realized how stupid I am. I just informed him that I don’t need a wand to do magic spells, which means he might find out what I am… Before he can figure it out, I unbind myself from the ropes and make a run for it. I slip out of the restricted section and library, then head for the Slytherin dormitories again. Surprisingly, I make it all the way there without seeing Draco again. Once in my private room, I’m able to rest finally. I lean my back against my door and sigh with relief. However, I then get the thought that I’ve made an even more terrible mistake. 

“Oh fuck!” In mid-thought, I hear a knock at my door. I panic for a second, but collect myself and unlock the door.

“Hello, Y/m/n. It appears that you’ve left something behind…” Draco smirks, holding my book up to his chest.

“O-oh, yes… M-my mistake… If I could just have that back,” I reach out for it, but he snaps the book up in the air with his long, lanky arm.

“Ah, ah, ah! Where are your manners?” He takes a step forward, but I hold my ground with a glare. He takes another step, and we’re chest to chest. I know what he wants, but it’s not going to happen.

“Give it here, or else I’ll report you…” I try to threaten, but he doesn’t seem fazed.

“Try me.” He leans down and whispers into my ear. I finally take a step back, which seems to make Draco happy. With his foot, he shuts the door, leaving us alone in my room with no quick way out.

“Now, if you’re done sassing me, I’d like to ask you a few questions. I’ll give you your book back if you answer all of them,” Draco promises, but I’m warry to believe him. I know what he’s going to ask about before he does, but I just play along.

“Firstly, how’d you cast a spell without your wand out? Something like that takes years of practice, and no school would ever teach students such power…” He asks, and I try to come up with a good lie.

“I had my wand out, Malfoy. You just didn’t see cuz it was lowered.” I try, but he just quirks an eyebrow in response.

“Sure, you must think I’m as blind as Potter…” He rolls his eyes at me.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told the truth…” I begin to lie again, but Draco is having none of it.

“Just tell me, or you’ll never see your stupid book again,” He bluffs.

“Fine! I was taught from a young age by my mother,” I feel my face heat up from embarrassment. I hate having to talk about this kind of stuff with normal people. They know not what they meddle with…

“Your mother? And who taught her?” Draco asks.

“Her mother! It’s just been passed down in my family since the beginning of magic…” I answer annoyed.

“Since the beginning of magic?” Draco is taken aback by my answer, and I mentally cuss myself out.

“Uh, I mean… you know what I mean… It’s been forever since this tradition started, I guess… I’m not sure how it started…” I lie.

“No, no… You specifically said, ‘since the beginning of magic’. What do you mean by that?” He questions further.

“I didn’t mean anything by it! It was just an expression!” I lie again, but Draco shakes his head in disagreement.

“I… I can’t tell you…” I pip out.

“Why not?” He inquires, but I let out a frustrated sigh.

“I just can’t! I’m not going to endanger myself or you just because you’re curious!” I yell at him, but he stands his ground.

“You? Endangering me? Like you could…” Draco snickers, making me furious.

“Believe it or not, I can be quite powerful when I want to! You’re lucky we’re at Hogwarts, or else I’d have gotten rid of you a long time ago,” I cross my arms in front of me.

“Is that a threat?” Draco looks livid, but I don’t back down.

“Yes, so back off!” I shout, but Draco doesn’t listen. Instead, he brings my book back close to himself.

“I guess you won’t be needing this then,” He shrugs and takes out his wand.

“W-what are you doing?!” I try reaching for the book, but he’s already spoken his spell.

“Incendio!” A small fire sparks through his wand towards the book.

“No!” I scream for the book, but then it seems unharmed by the flames. Draco’s fire dies out, and we’re both left staring in awe.

“It’s enchanted…?” Draco asks himself, but I take the opportunity to snatch the book from his hand.

“Apparently… You should leave… I mean it,” I answer.

“Hm, I don’t want to… I want to know what that book really is, especially since it’s so important to you,” Draco states, but I ignore him. I begin to flip through the book, hoping to find a hidden key for the strange runes.

“What language is that?” Draco asks.

“Not sure… But seriously, you need to leave.” I close the book and glare his way.

“Why?” He questions.

“Because! Because… It’s dangerous for someone like you to be around someone like me…” I answer honestly.

“How so?” Draco doesn’t let it go.

“Because I tend to attract bad people in my life… People that want to do me and all around me harm…” I look away somewhat ashamed of the lifestyle I lead.

“Heh, I feel that… I don’t have many friends that would look out for me either…” I can feel Draco’s eyes on me still, and, for a moment, I feel pity for him.

“I’m sorry… But we can’t be friends.” I finally look him dead in the eyes and firmly state.

“Why not? I know I’m not always the most polite, but I’m not a complete asshole either,” Draco chuckles to himself, but I simply shake my head in disagreement.

“Again, it has nothing to do with how poor your character is. It’s a matter of safety. I’m not going to put anyone at risk just because they want to be friends with me,” I say with a slight broken heart. Admittedly, it’s been rather lonely the past few years on my own. It’s also rather terrifying to not have anyone that can help me with survival…

“I swear I can hold up my own, Y/n…” Draco practically pleads with me, and it takes everything in me to decline.

“I’m sorry, I can’t… Please just try to understand…” I look down at my feet in shame.

“Fine.” Draco spats out at me, and then I hear him open the door and leave. 

“God, why couldn’t I have been born into a normal family?” I feel my eyes start to tear up slightly. The people pleaser in me just wants to be friendly with everyone, but the danger I possess can’t risk being closer to anyone else.

[nerianasims]

Billboards #1 1965

Under the cut.

Petula Clark – “Downtown” -- January 23, 1965

I love this song to bits. I don't entirely know why. Petula Clark obviously sings it wonderfully. There's that little bell that sometimes chimes in. There's a pattern to the song that makes it feel like Broadway, which is, of course, downtown. It's a fantasy version of a downtown in a big city. One thing I love about fantasy is a sense of place, and that's what this entire song is dedicated to. It's an unusual subject for pop music, and it's great.

The Righteous Brothers – “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling” -- February 6, 1965

How does one even talk about this song? It feels somehow eternal. This is Phil Spector's production at its best. But Bill Medley's singing is the point. This song is one of the greats.

Gary Lewis And The Playboys – “This Diamond Ring” -- February 20, 1965

Gary Lewis is Jerry Lewis' son. Unlike his father, he does not consist entirely of annoyance-producing molecules, but the song's not good either. In it, the guy's fiancee dumped him and he's selling the diamond ring. A boring, bland heartbreak song that belongs three years or so back.

The Temptations – “My Girl” -- March 6, 1965

My mom used to sing this song to me when I was a little kid. I think a lot of parents sing this song to their little girls; it's that kind of love song. Yet it's not irritatingly antiseptic. It's about true love. True love can be a lot of things. This song is every superlative you can think of. Brilliant in every aspect.

The Beatles – “Eight Days A Week” -- March 13, 1965 

It's a good, but not great, Beatles song. Very fun, with a lot of interesting things musically, like the bassline (as usual) and whatever George Harrison does with his guitar.

The Supremes – “Stop! In The Name Of Love” -- March 27, 1965

Finally, Diana Ross actually sounds kinda pissed off. It's also got more of a rock edge. She's still begging, and not threatening to leave the guy's cheating ass. Yet, though there is no explicit threat, I feel like there is an implied ultimatum here.

Freddie And The Dreamers – “I’m Telling You Now” -- April 10, 1965

It sounds like this guy is exaggerating his English accent. Considering the British Invasion, probably. He cackles like a monkey on acid, which is the only interesting thing about the song, which is otherwise a bland love song. Though the cackle is interesting, that doesn't make it good. It's creepy. I don't like this one.

Wayne Fontana & The Mindbenders – “The Game Of Love” -- April 24, 1965

"The purpose of a man is to love a woman, and the purpose of a woman is to love a man." Whoo boy. Dated. But the song is 55 years old. Attempting to put that aside, the music is good. The lyrics sound pushy, though. Also it gets terribly repetitive at the end. Meh.

Herman’s Hermits – “Mrs. Brown, You’ve Got A Lovely Daughter” -- May 1, 1965

Was it once usual for guys to go to their ex-girlfriends' mothers to talk of their heartbreak after the girlfriend dumped them? This song is painfully "look how English I am! You Americans like to throw money at English pop singers, right?" It wears out its welcome quickly.

The Beatles – “Ticket To Ride” -- May 22, 1965

It's interesting how the Beatles seem to have matured five years in one. I can't imagine this group having performed "I Want to Hold Your Hand." The harmonies and rhythms in "Ticket to Ride" are far more complex, the sounds are more varied, and the lyrics are much more mature. His wife/girlfriend is absolutely determined to leave him, and he seems taken by surprise. Yet there are hints he shouldn't have been: "She would never be free when I was around." He goes on, "My baby don't care." Yet underneath there's the suggestion that she simply hasn't got it in her to care any more, because he's exhausted her. Layers of harmony and layers of meaning. It's an intelligent heartbreak song, and those are rare.

The Beach Boys – “Help Me, Rhonda” -- May 29, 1965

I know Brian Wilson was a musical genius but I usually don't like the Beach Boys. It's the lyrics. The narrator was dumped, now he's begging Rhonda to be his rebound. Lucky Rhonda. Then they sing "Help me Rhonda/ Help, help me Rhonda" about five dozen times. Not for me.

The Supremes – “Back In My Arms Again” -- June 12, 1965

Urgh. Don't listen to the Supremes' #1 hits close together. She's got her man back because she stopped listening to her friends' advice. In isolation, there's nothing wrong with that. After all the songs about rotten cheating assholes whom the narrator is desperate to keep, though, it's super uncomfortable. Also using the names of the two backup singers as the friends who give bad advice is in poor taste. And "Flo, she don't know, cuz the boy she loves is a Romeo"? You solely date Romeos! Taken alone, without the context of the other songs, it's good, though I still don't like the strange insult toward the backup singers. Taken with the rest of the Supremes' hits, though, I'm not happy. Especially considering these were all written by men.

The Four Tops – “I Can’t Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch)” -- June 19, 1965

The Supremes weren't the only people in Motown singing about being hopelessly in love with someone who treated them badly. That's what this song is about. I like it, though the line "I'm weaker than a man should be" is a bit wince-inducing these days. But it's an honest sentiment about how men often feel they're not allowed to be idiots over love, though that's a near-universal human experience. Anyway, good song.

The Byrds – Mr. Tambourine Man -- June 26, 1965

The original version of this song was by Bob Dylan, but the Byrds didn't like it, so they changed the sound and ditched a bunch of the lyrics. The lyrics they were left with don't matter at all. This is all about the music, especially the guitar. It's mellow without being soporific, groovy without requiring drugs to understand. It's nice.

The Rolling Stones – “(I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction” -- July 10, 1965

The Rolling Stones were almost never nice. They went straight for the gut -- or gonads -- found all the nastiest things that people are afraid to say and embarrassed to feel, and hung them up on the front porch. "(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction" sounds kind of silly today, since it's been played and overplayed so much. But that beginning riff still goes straight to the back-brain.

Two years before, pap like "Hey Paula" was clogging the airwaves. Funnily enough, it's the same subject matter: Goddamn I want to get laid. (The idea that Mick Jagger had trouble getting laid is pretty ridiculous, but anyway.) And then there's the critical bit about hating advertisements. They managed to stick a cultural criticism into a song that's about wanting sex. When you can't get no satisfaction, everything is annoying, and things that were already annoying to begin with start to feel unbearable. The Stones go harder in every way than any #1 before them.

Herman’s Hermits – “I’m Henry VIII, I Am” -- August 7, 1965

And here's the opposite. This song must be meant to be annoying, right? One of my friends and I used to sing it at our parents to drive them nuts, and that was before Ghost. It was their fault for exposing us to it in the first place.

Sonny And Cher – “I Got You Babe” -- August 14, 1965

Cher with Sonny is eternally confusing. Though their marriage didn't last, their love was real, and Cher was heartbroken when Sonny died. But anyway, the song. Sonny saying Cher has a "little hand" is goofy. Actually the whole song is kinda goofy, especially the beat that seems to be made of kazoos. Cher's got this powerful, deep voice, while Sonny has a squeaky little thing, but somehow they mesh. The sentiment is sincere, and a good picture of what it's like to be in a happy relationship. It's good.

The Beatles – “Help!” -- September 4, 1965

John Lennon was only 25 when he sang about being "younger, so much younger than today." But for the Beatles, that could have been two years before. They got so famous so fast and so young, I don't know how any of them lived through it. And that is what this song's about; Lennon called it a "public freak-out." But it's still universal. I love this song, and it helped carry me through some tough times.

Barry McGuire – “Eve Of Destruction” -- September 25, 1965

I remember when I first heard this song on the radio in the car with my mother, I asked her what "Old enough to kill/ But not for voting" meant. That's when I learned people used to not be able to vote until they were 21, though young men could be drafted at 18. I was absolutely stunned, and obviously it stuck with me. When you're a little kid, you tend to think the people in charge are generally fair. Then you find out that's not true at all. That's what this song is about, to me.

The McCoys – “Hang On Sloopy” -- October 2, 1965

Speaking of fair, I'm about to be totally unfair. I hate this fucking song. I had to play it endlessly in middle school band, and then I had to play it AGAIN in high school marching band. And the flute part in the arrangements was the most boring thing that has ever been conceived. I hate this song and I will not be listening to it or thinking about it more than this.

The Beatles – “Yesterday” -- October 9, 1965

Why do people in songs lose their significant others so often because they said something wrong and they don't know what it was? That can't be common. Anyway, this song is beautiful and sad. I'm kind of tired of all the covers of it though.

The Rolling Stones – “Get Off Of My Cloud” -- November 6, 1965

I'm listening to the original mono version of this, and mono sounds very strange these days. I keep wanting to check that my speakers are plugged in. Anyway, thanks to Jagger's marbles-in-mouth singing, I can't understand a word of this song except "Hey! you! get off of my cloud!" and I've never known the lyrics until now. And they're not important. Even the chorus isn't that important. This is all about the beat and the music, neither of which I find interesting for the entire length of the song. Not for me.

The Supremes – “I Hear A Symphony” -- November 20, 1965

A thoroughly happy Supremes song! I think Diana Ross is more suited to happy lovesongs than what she had been singing. She has a lot more emotion in her voice than she has before. The violins are lovely. I love this song.

The Byrds – “Turn! Turn! Turn!” -- December 4, 1965

I have always found this song slightly annoying. The Bible verse set to light pop thing doesn't do it for me. The music isn't anywhere near dramatic enough. This should be operatic, or heavy metal, or something else with serious weight. This is thin.

The Dave Clark Five – “Over And Over” -- December 25, 1965

This song is a bit of a throwback to three or four whole years before. It would have been good then. At this point, it's pretty boring. It's about going to a party he didn't want to go to, hitting on a girl, and getting turned down. The snare drum beat is very repetitive, and so is the melody. A big meh.

BEST OF 1965: "My Girl", with stiff competition.   WORST OF 1965: "I'm Telling You Now"

[dannydouni]

hi 💖 6, 22, 26, and 39 ilu mwah

HIIIII @ritsu-in-a-maid-dress thank you for asking.

6.

Right now it’s between 17-18 years old :/ and like idk what it is but that happened especially 2 years ago and it pissed me off a bit cuz I swear I’m not that old ;-; (I’ll explain why another time maybe XD)

22.

Right now I’m not really sure tbh. It’ll probably be either mechanical engineering or software engineering. I had a dream of becoming a animator but hehehe I’m not good enough for that one. Nor am I skilled enough. I guess I’ll see what I’ll be doing soon :)

26.

Ok this is a really hard one. But I think it would probably be when I’m telling the truth and someone thinks I’m lying I guess. That or when people don’t understand how great they are :(. It’s more that it makes me sad than a pet peeve. Oh there is also when like someone is really wrong about smth and tries to justify it and make it seem right even though they know they’re in the wrong (I’ll be honest I can’t really think of smth good rn).

39.

Oof.... that’s a really hard one.....ummm I’d say raspberry sorbet and Choccy. To be honest I love almost all ice cream flavours. But all the sorbets hold a really special place in my heart cuz I’m the type to love sour stuff and it’s just so good 😊. Also Choccy and praline and cream are amazing so like those are just so fucking good definitely great.

Also no number but. Thank you for being you pond I love you so much. You’re amazing :) hope you have a wonderful day :D love you

[hanawrites404]

17, 18, and 19 please ! Note : please tell me when u post it. Cuz i kinda missed a lot of notifications lol. But idk why tho. it's still a mystery

17. What's something that they find attractive in others??

I really like people who are down-to-earth, mature and knows their shit. They don't need the assistance of anyone and can handle themselves very calmly and rationally. They don't panic, and have solutions to everything and are very resourceful and reliable.

Well, that's the ideal personality I am attracted to, but unfortunately *sighs* the people I am actually attracted to are not really like that.

But that's alright. They don't have to live up to my ideals for me to love them. They are perfect to me the way they are and don't they ever dare to change themselves for me, or I am breaking up with them!! You heard that Julian, Asra, Lucio and Muriel??!! *Is pissed and has a tick-mark on her head*

(The four : (• ▽ •;))

*Huffs and crosses her arms* Good.

Anyways, about the looks. I don't know why but I love people with red or golden hair. Maybe because they remind me of the first time I saw the sunset at Vesuvia. Golden and red meeting at the horizon like oil paints on a canvas, truly bewitching right?? Lucio and Julian fit this preference of mine very well here.

And talking about body types, I have a thing for strong-looking and tall men. That's maybe because my father's influence. Dad is as tall as a pillar and as strong as a bull. He can lift a damn boulder with one finger!! Well everyone is strong and tall, so they all are good enough for me.

And hobbies, I don't really have any preference on what hobbies people should possess for me to get attracted to them. The only thing I care about is that whatever they do and are interested in, they do it with full sincerity and dedication.

Everyone except Lucio are very passionate about their work, because he enjoys the luxuries of being a count of a beautiful city more than actually administering Vesuvia, but that's alright. I'm there to straighten Lucio up. I promise that I will make a good king out of him.

18. Do they have any hobbies??

I do gardening, cooking and other household chores. As I am a village girl, it's crucial for me to know the ways of the household. And honestly, I really like doing them.

I also do painting. I used to send paintings to Asra in the letters I used to write to him from my village. They were sometimes of the sceneries, or the portraits of my fellow villagers, and sometimes even the pictures of me, Dad and Ichigo.

He used to love them all, and he in turn would reward me with charms and herbs fresh from Vesuvia. The gifts he sends me with the letters really makes me anticipate for his messages more and more.

I can also dance, especially belly dancing and ballet. When I was a child, my friends taught me how to do it as this was how they used to earn money by entertaining people.

And surprisingly, I learned it in no time because it was really easy for me!! And I really enjoy dancing, but only if I hear good music, I will surely put on some moves.

I can also do ice-skating. I am as good as a professional you can say *winks*.

Also, I love travelling. When I was traveling to Vesuvia from Kathmandu which took me like 10 days to get there by using many means of transport, I got to see many different places and cultures on my way.

I once went to Pakra with Nadia and I was surprised to see a whole new city. I even went to Muriel's village and the place where Lucio came from and I was really amazed. I have the souvenirs of the places I have visited all around my room!! ✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧

Anyways, the fact that Julian was a pirate makes me so jealous of him. He must have got to see so many places than I ever had in my 22 years.

But he did promise me that he would sail across the world with me one day......a-along with our future children. D-Damn that flirty bastard........*blushes*.

19. Who's someone that they just can't stand??

*Sigh* Except Nadia, Portia, Valerius, Muriel and Dad upto some point, I cannot stand ANYONE. Let me tell you why, and I am going to be quick about this.

*Sighs* Let's start with Ammonium Chloride, also known as Asra. The fact that I'm calling him that because if you leave him for like 5 minutes,*Poof* he is gone!! He sublimates into the air!! Like this!!

Next, Period-head. Also known as fucking Julian Devorak. *Ugh* *holds her hand up* don't even make me start talking. This man is a full-time fuckboy and a goddamn lunatic!!! He thinks that he has brains huh?? BITCH, THINK TWICE. Oh wait.......you can't, because you don't have any brain. Sorry. My bad.

*Chuckles evilly* Lucio Lucio, FUCKING Lucio.....Oh how much I love his stupid face and his golden hair which looks like Plutus himself puked on his head. Not to mention his flat pancake chest and pale skin as if he has anemia.

He is my hero...he truly is.......BUT WHAT'S UP WITH HIS OOPSIES HUH?? The fact that he started a fucking plague in his city and made a deal with the fucking devil and other shady people is A FUCKING OOPSIE?? SERIOUSLY?? (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ

*forms a long ice sword* BITCH I WILL TELL YOU WHAT A FUCKING OOPSIE IS. LET ME JUST FIND YOU ONCE.

(Lucio : ミ●﹏☉ミ)

*Sighs* Next is the worm-fetish corrupted excuse of a judge Vlastomil. *Ugh* he is such a creep. Can he stop staring at my body like a pervert FOR FIVE MINUTES?? It's like he is trying to devour me through his eyes *shivers*.

And the fact that he calls me the cutest worm he has ever seen is EWWWWW. First of all THAT'S DISGUSTING and second of all I AM NOT CUTE!! *pouts and crosses her arms, blushing*.

And if he really thinks that his 'flirting' is going to seduce me, then please!! 🙏 Go and learn flirting from Julian. At least his cheesy seduction is better than his wormish pick-up lines.

Now if we move onto something serious.....there is this person named Sutekh (@joandarkart) whom I can't really ignore.

I......I'm really suspicious of him, because whenever I see him, I get a very bad feeling in my stomach. I feel like he is planning to do something vicious behind our backs and it definitely has something to do with the devil. I am afraid that if he succeeds in whatever he is doing, the world will be in danger.

I choose to let it be for now..... but I do have my eye on him though.

Well, here is your answer. Have a great day while you excuse me as I have a small punishment to give to a certain blonde count........

*takes her ice sword and goes away with a murderous aura around her*.

[loloisafangirl]

hey uh kind of a weird question but im a new blog and im just trying to figure some stuff out. anyway i wanted to ask when u started ur blog and how long it took u to get where u r now. congrats on everything btw! i love ur stuff!!!!!!

Hey!!!! Of course!!

I started my blog a year and a half ago ish, just a few weeks (or months, it’s kinda blurry) before I started my first fanfic. It’s always been greek mythology but I was a little more into the pjo side back then lol. So yee, it’s taken about a year and a half to get here, so it’s not exactly a steep incline to success hahaha. (But btw thank u for 2500!). And this doesn’t really relate completely to ur question, but a few people have asked me for some tips and stuff so I’ll use this oppurtunity to share them haha:

-pick a profile pic and username and stick to it! If you feel the need to change them, always make sure one stays the same for a few weeks until everyone knows it’s you and then you can make the full change. If you’re trying to get big, specifically on a certain tag, you need to make sure the people that frequent that tag recognize you, and keeping the same profile pic and username is the best strategy for that. I’d say that keeping ur username is more important than ur profile pic, though

-use tags. Lotsssss of tags. Tbh as long as it applies, I’ll use it. Whenever I make chat posts I almost always have the gods from classical myths in mind and I consider myself a classical Greek myth blog (obviously not a serious one lol), but if I find it can match pjo’s interpretation I’ll tag that and same for lore Olympus. Obviously, if the post shows Apollo in a good light, I’m not going to tag lore Olympus. For some people that isn’t really their style, but tbh I don’t think me liking pjo and lore Olympus takes away from my knowledge of actual Greek myth so it doesn’t bother me. This can be applied for poetry blogs (i.g “writing” “authors” and other tags that are typically just used for novel-style writing) and a whole lot of others.

-this has many exceptions, but limit your reblogs. Especially posts that don’t have anything to do with your blog. Like if I go onto your blog thinking it’s greek mythology and every other post is political or from some other ‘fandom’ (is Greek mythology a fandom???? I guess if we separate it from the religious part??? I mean we act like one but it’s still weird to call it that hdjdjd) I’m prolly not going to follow you. And that’s not just reblogs I suppose: stick to your theme, even if it’s original content.

-be nice!!!!!! I mean obviously getting big shouldn’t be the only reason you’re being nice lol, but unless the whole point of ur blog is being edgy people are gonna take one look at you being rude to an anon and turn away. Also, just don’t be mean in general we learned this in first grade people

-don’t be afraid to mix up ur content!! Some ppl don’t know this, but a lot of my earlier content was shit like “modern day Greek gods” “Greek gods as people” and all that poetic aesthetic shit and some of those are my biggest posts so yee

-unless ur a political blog, I don’t wanna see political shit. periodt

-don’t follow any of this advice tbh I’m stoopid

-be you!!!!!!! ew that sounds like some basic white girl shit but I am, in fact, a basic white girl so. There have been a lot of times where I’ll post something and someone doesn’t agree with it, and while I’ll always take their opinion into consideration, if I truly like that idea or that post I’m going to keep it/keep doing it. (Unless obviously I accidentally said smth offensive). I find a lot of times more classical blogs get pissed under my hades/Persephone posts and I’m just like homie. you want me to ship hades and poseidon???? Cuz that’s my next option shut ur trap

-my stomach hurts :(((

-if ur under 18, don’t say ur age. I have learned my lesson some of y’all need Jesus god bles

-don’t be afraid to ask questions!!!!!! Not only does this get you Educated™️, but people will know you! I have annoyed so many ppl with questions it’s become a hobby of mine. My go to is @clasassist, but if you’re also a Greek mythology blog then some other good ones are @my-name-is-apollo @ellakay69 @not-so-nerdyy and prolly a lot of other ones I’m forgetting.

So yeah!!! I hope some of this helps!! And thank you btw, good luck!!!!!

(And also sorry for ranting bdjdjdjf)

[greensconnor]

i’m asking about your dragon age characters

molly i would KILL for u im ur personal hitman now

anyway i said my city now because the entire bioware writing team sucks shit xoxo and i’m so much smarter than all of them but also fully incapable of having a normal amount of ocs for anything (see: the time i made 20 rwby ocs in less than two weeks) so i have. five worldstates here r some assorted thoughts

uhhh so the worldstates r as follows

eira mahariel (two-handed berserk/champ spec), rhett hawke (two-handed berserk spec), alas lavellan (mage knight enchanter spec), romanced alistair/fenris/dorian respectively

shiv tabris (dual wield duelist/assassin spec), radella “rads” hawke (mage spirit healer spec), kat adaar (two-handed reaver spec), romanced morrigan/isabela/cassandra respectively because im a pc gamer and i think i should be able to date whatever video game woman i like because im infinitely better than cishet men

this world state said yeah i respect mens rights. mens rights to shut the fuck up

twins bronson (sword/shield reaver spec) & bryant cousland (archer ranger spec), carmine hawke (archer assassin spec), syracuse trevelyan (dual wield tempest spec), romanced zevran/anora/josephine/bull. if ur wondering how that works my city now and the warden, hawke and the inquisitor should all meet and so they do because i Said So

riva amell (mage arcane warrior/battlemage spec), graham “gray” hawke (mage force spec), hellathen “hela” lavellan (archer assassin spec); romanced cullen/anders and later blackwall because hawke only likes men who will break his heart. hela doesn’t have a romance because she’s literally 20. who let her lead the inquisition (me it was me). also it should be noted the version of cullen i have in my head only vaguely resembles actual cullen because i write better than dragon age writers ever could and i gave him an Actual Cohesive Narrative and he gets bullied relentlessly for being scrawnier than his mage boyfriend

malien “mal” surana (mage spirit healer/keeper spec), jules hawke (sword/shield reaver spec), ash adaar (mage rift spec), romanced leliana/merrill/krem because i should have been able to kiss krem and its a Crime that i am not allowed to

knight enchanter is a Very op specialization and by Very op i mean it makes a mage with their built-in low constitution stats able to solo the biggest baddest dragon in the game on nightmare mode in under five minutes so like. alas lavellan fist fights dragons for fun send tweet

i think lavellans should be able to hit ppl with bricks for all the shit they endure. thus solas gets pranked by mahariel and alas by which i mean they just tip buckets of water onto him from the rookery

kat might be my only competent inquisitor but she did also try to knock out the right hand of the divine and attempt to gap even tho there’s fucky magic burning up her hand so does she have a brain cell? you decide

also its fantasy land and i do what i want so kat has blue/gold sectoral heterochromia

gray “mage rights” hawke is best friends with fenris which surprises literally everyone. their friendship started because they got into a fist fight and then they were like okay i respect u now. hawke is like hey fenris give me ur sword i have a fun trick to show u [uses his sword as a foci to zap carver in the ass with lightning]

i am Always thinking abt like how cullen could have been one man anti-chantry propaganda machine if he hadn’t so blatantly been shoehorned into every game past origins so anyway bioware forgot about a wholeass moon i can write what i like. [holds up cullen by the scruff of his stupid armor] not only are you bisexual you are also a bottom

i also Hate the whole uwu mage haters get fixed by romancing a mage

unlocked secret dialogue option where my inquisitors verbally cuss out dorian’s dad instead of whatever sympathetic narrative the writers were going for cuz its bullshit.

riva is a showoff and a Menace about being as good as he is because he unabashedly loves being a mage and hes like oooh look at me im sexy i dont need to use my hands to cast magic because i’m just that good ;)) and you know what. hes right.

gray, on the other hand, does Not want to be mage. he wants to be a druffalo farmer and retire in the hinterlands and be left the fuck alone. unfortunately he is gay and has one brain cell and terrible, terrible taste in men. ribbed relentlessly for this by riva (altho does he have room to talk hes been hung up on cullen since he was like 13)

shiv is trans n kieran is the result of doing the dark ritual with her wife and he looks a Lot like shiv (dark skin pointed ears, shock-white hair) and morrigan always just Assumed she dyed it or did something magic with it so seeing their kid come out like that was a WEIRD time for her

leliana almost Murdered by cassandra in worldstate 5 because the warden is Actually There The Whole Time, but its been 10 years, mal’s cut off all her hair and gotten full facial tattoos and she’s like “no one will know its me its fine” and she’s right. she gets away with it. only cullen like, Knows, because he knew her before the blight but he doesnt have a death wish n he like. will Not piss her off

shes dalish by birth n she was stolen from her clan by templars and thus is vehemently anti-circle and anti-chantry in general

uhhh the vallaslin (elf face tattoos) of my 4 dalish characters are:

eira = ghilan’nain (chose em cuz shes rlly interested in the navigation aspect of the goddess)

alas = falon’din (god of the dead n he picked them because he’s Also the god of fortune and alas is like tee hee fun but also he can and will kill u if u fuck with him so yk its fitting)

hela = june (god of the craft bc she likes to Make things but june is also the god who taught the elves 2 hunt and hela is. a hunter.)

mal = elgar’nan (allfather/god of vengeance bc. she is Vengeful. she is Angry. but yk fucking with shem politics and fucking their divine is like. mal may have little a retribution. as a treat.) yes she has the full half-face solid colour tattoo she does NOT fuck around.

bronson and bryant r not genetically identical but they Look similar enough 2 anyone who doesn’t know them well enough 2 play spot the distance. anora and bronson think this is a super fun game to play, especially when nobles realize they’ve swapped out the king but they’re too nervous to say anything

eira mahariel has two hands. one is for holding hands with alistair and the other is for throttling elven gods, apparently. she’s killed one before so solas she’s coming for your bitch ass next. watch urself.

speaking of eira and alistair are married thru dalish tradition and humans don’t recognize it n alistair loves 2 re-propose to her with random things. he’ll just pick up like. a bit of cheese and be like “marry me ;)” and she’s like GASP but whatever will the chantry say!!!! all of their friends r sick of them

“vhenan if you love me bring me a sword” “you think i could do better than a sword made out of space rock?” “:)”

eira is my youngest hero at 18 at the start of her game and kat is my oldest at 32 at the start of her game.

none of my hawkes are under six foot. rhett is the tallest (6′8″) and rads is the shortest (6′2″).

syracuse trevelyan would have been the Perfect inquisitor if he were not a pretty boy himbo and a gay bastard who does Most Things just to spite his parents.

[corypheus pointing at syracuse’s visage in his crystal orb thingo] i want that twink obliterated

i love the companions from older games return thing i truly do so i make it a point for Every companion to return in inquisition so the gang rlly is all here because i am a Slutte for found family

i lie in my keep worldstates because i dont want to choose between hawke and alistair during here lies the abyss but i never make him king and every time i play inquisition and cole has the wicked grace line it makes me Scream. alistair baby im so sorry i did this to you but i didnt actually do this to you

yes this is my everyone lives au but like. all the time. i have never left hawke in the fade and i do not intend to.

fuck whatever nonsense about wardens not being able 2 have kids. by sheer divine power (me) anora and bryant have three daughters; eleanor, sabina & cecelia n both bronson and zevran make Excellent uncles because i think anora deserves good things because i’m tired of bioware being like women bad, actually,

so like most of the time i have the warden & hawke turning up after the move to skyhold n then staying on, with the exception of bryant, carmine & mal. mal is as mentioned previously just There the whole time with her girlfriend. bryant steps in as king of ferelden w/ interests in closing the big hole in the sky spewing demons in2 his kingdom yk. carmine shows up because she wants to help & she wants protection for bethany but she outright says she’d rather die than be inquisitor so cassandra is shit out of luck.

“CHANGE HER MIND VARRIC” “she once doubled down on insisting amaranth was a shade of blue because she didn’t want to admit to being wrong. no one’s changing her mind seeker”

alas is the middle child of eight and is thus very good with children and also bossing around people older than him. 2 of his older siblings come to the inquisition when stuff in wycome has been settled

i left ash with the basic canon background with Some variation (he grew up under the qun and left of his own free will when his magic was discovered n he realized he couldn’t take living as a saarebas

kat on the other hand was raised tal-vashoth and has bounced around basically all over thedas and leads her own merc company when the conclave blows up. she also speaks multiple languages. is there a language she doesn’t speak? probably not

just realized how long this got so im gonna like. stop my general rambling now but lmao yeah theres some basics. waves hands.

[enbyworth]

Okay so I found another thing that pisses me off! Yay! Rant time again!

Absolutely under no circumstances should someone scream and yell at you and hurt you. Absolutely under no circumstances should you be demeaned or be misgendered or in physical danger. Absolutely none. You do not deserve to be made the bad guy.

I am so fucking sick of people posting about their abusive stories and people defending why that person is abusive and saying the person is to blame.

I don't give a fuck what side of the story it was.

Most of the time, it's younger ppl, whether it be 13 year olds to nearly 22 year olds, posting about their abusive parents and their bad home life and 90% of the fucking time the victim is told that they're to blame and that they shouldn't be so horrible to their parents, maybe they wouldn't react that way.

YOU AS A GOD DAMN PARENT, I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK WHAT THE SITUATION IS OR HOW OLD THEY ARE, SHOULD NEVER SCREAM AT AND HIT YOUR FUCKING KIDS. EVER. I DONT CARE HOW UPSET YOU ARE. I DONT CARE IF YOU WERE "PRESSURED" CUZ ODDS ARE YOU FUCKING WEREN'T THEY JUST "BACKTALKED" AND YOU DIDNT LIKE "THEIR ATTITUDE."

I DO NOT GIVE A SHIT YOU DO NOT TALK TO THEM LIKE THAT. FUCKING EVER. AND IM TIRED OF PEOPLE DEFENDING PPL LIKE THAT.

IT IS NOT A DISCIPLINARY THING!! MY SISTER ABUSED ME FOR YEARS! I KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE HIT AND DRAGGED EVERYWHERE AND SCREAMED AT TO THE POINT YOUR EARS FUCKING RING; THAT IS NEVER FUCKING OKAY ESPECIALLY WHEN YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE THAT PERSON'S FUCKING GUARDIAN!!

I don't give a SHIT if 18-22 is an adult; you shouldn't disrespect your child immediately after they're grown and sometimes they can't "leave the nest" because it isn't always an option.

I do not give a fuck. I'm tired of people defending acts like that.

I'm also tired of people ROMANTICIZING IT!! ITS NOT ROMANTIC FOR YOUR LOVER TO PRAY AND STALK YOU BECAUSE THEY DONT TRUST YOU AND THEY START CONTROLLING YOU! IT'S NOT ROMANTIC WHEN THEY CALL YOU AND SCREAM AT YOU TO COME HOME NOW BECAUSE THEY DEMAND IT! ITS NOT ROMANCE!! ITS FUCKING ABUSIVE AND NO ONE SHOULD BE TREATED LIKE THAT!!

god fucking dAMN

[thegospelofnagisa]

Chapter 10 summary

1. Magius beat the shit down of megucas. 

Touka soloed Yachiyo Kanagi Momoko

Alina played with Tsuruno and Felicia

Nemu played with Kaede and Rena

2. Eve somehow broke the chain by herself (cuz she sensed walpy aka food coming)

3. Touka says yay we won and let the worn out megucas do whatever they want

4. Iroha still tries to make lolis accept that Ui memory was real

5. lolis still say .no but Alina is quite interested in the memory

6. Magius returns to their place (where all the electronic devices are present)

7. Eve is heading toward the city (cuz Walpy is coming from South and Eve is located on North)

8. Mikazuki tries to stop Eve but it’s hard

9. Mitama arrives at the forest and sees the eve got released

10. Amanes call Mitama with telepathy (Amane personal magic allows them to do long range telepathy - just how they did in AS9) to help them dealing with Mifuyu at the adjustor’s

11. Mitama heads toward the adjustor’s EX: in the meantime, Magius is resting at their place. Touka and Nemu are pissed about the memory shit while Alina’s going high for them having such troubled faces and Alina sees some point in Iroha memory wonders if that would explain why she’s with lolis Alina doesn’t even know why she’s with Touka and Nemu 12. in Minagi, Hinano squad and Nanaka squads are fighting with Walpy minions   

13. they see Eve sending her minions (the swallows) toward the city 14. Hinanos decided to defend the city by fighting minions 15. Mitama meets Amanes and tells them Mifuyu is kinda alive but in a comatose

16. They cannot do anything but keep protecting the city as Mifuyu wanted 17. They go outside@and sees penguin minions all over the city 18. The minions are making some nests and fighting walpy minions (to collect energy from walpy minions and stock those into the nest) uh.. forgot a thing around 9: Mitama tells Iroha that it’s likely that a magical girl is still inside Eve’s body (thus a soul gem) (Mitama knows this from what she has read from Magius’s memory when she adjusted Magius) and Eve is like a body formed by external energy

So basically Mitama’s saying ‘it’s okay to destroy the external body = eve so you can fight eve’ so mikazuki’s direction is set to stop Eve and save Ui and thus they’re trying to find Eve’s weakness while fighting, Momoko feels Eve’s magical energy is shifting from one place (Eve’s body) to other place (Eve’s arms) quickly and Felicia while fighting finds out Eve’s torso was shining when Eve was trying something so they’re speculating that gimmik must be tied to Eve’s weakness at that time Amanes contact Mikazuki via telepathy

Tells them what they found out about Eve when they were experimenting with Magius Magius and Amanes, before Magius went to nuts (like before Chapter 6), were inspecting Eve to find out the mechanism What they found was that the jewelries on her body are something like a barrier keeping her body stable (since it’s a body formed by external energy, very unstable by nature) and the big gem on her necklace (the square red one) is the core jewel that’s spreading energy across other gems so the big gem is the weakness by breaking this gem, Eve would not be able to keep her body stable and dismiss however, Eve started to move again Mikazuki begins to make a plan to stop her By binding her (kaede’s plant magic, mami’s ribbons, kyouko’s barrier) and then Amane arrives with ~40 feathers at this time, Walpy has arrived at the shore or something that megucas feel the presence of Walpy PMHQ goes to help the other Kamihama megucas fighting Walpy minions and stop Walpy and remaining megucas manages to bind eve to a tall building they put an attack on Eve’s necklace but wasn’t strong enough to destroy it Eve counter attacked and then the PV stuff happened Iroha is the only one standing Shooting an arrow at the necklace once again and 10-2 ends

summary for part 3 of chapter 10:

Iroha made a wish to let the dying Ui recover. Touka on the other hand learn of PMs from a book written by her uncle. The girls get caught up one day in a witch barrier and witness Iroha hunting witches and sees QB as described in her uncle’s book.

QB approached Touka for contract, and the latter tried to hack QB for info, but Earth tech is too weak to understand the complicated QB network and the attempt fails. Touka gets info from QB using the good old Q&A instead.

She shared what she learnt with Ui and Nemu whom are all horrified with what will eventually happen to Iroha. Ui especially since she sees her sister exhausted ever since she recovered back to health. They all wanted to ensure Iroha survives, so Touka shares with them her plan:

They all contract to become PMs and take take away each component of QB’s function, Ui taking away the ability to convert malice, Touka to transform malice to energy and Nemu materialization. They will form the cycle and pass the energy to the universe as well, ensuring no witches, happy PM while keeping the universe alive. At the same time, they can recover from their condition and the 4 can tour Kamihama as they like.

QB is surprised by their wish, but warns them that they might lack the causality to power their wish. The trio decides to gamble for their sister and for themselves, and QB is reduced to an empty shell and took the form of little QB.

Unfortunately, the power is too much for Ui and she gets corrupted really quickly as she absorbs malice from around the world. Touka cannot transform the malice fast enough and is close to corruption, and Nemu is unable to materialize stuff to use the energy. Alina who happens to be lured by the malice (knew Ui and Touka by chance) cast a barrier since she do not know what is happening.

The only way to save Ui is to hide her existence in an empty shell, and this is where little QB comes to play.

While Touka and Nemu fear of the unknown if Ui’s existence is removed, they fear even more of her death and corruption into a witch, so they seal her inside small QB while her original body becomes Eve.

Without Ui, the world starts to fill in the blanks themselves, and the plan to save Iroha and PMs gets perverted by Alina’s desire to create chaos to get more of people’s negative emotions of her art, while losing the Tamaki sisters’ positive influence turned Touka and Nemu into selfish brats and twist their wish into the lines of Alina.

The key to restoring Ui and their memories is to have one who has Ui’s existence carved into her deep into the soul (Iroha) and little QB come into physical contact with Ui, and this is what happen this chapter.

As Yachiyo and the rest are still down though conscious from Eve’s malice beam, Iroha shoots herself to the gem which is trapping Ui. She and Little QB coming into contact with Ui restore Touka and Nemu’s memories, and they three teamed up to free Ui from Eve.

The succeed, and Ui is awoken. She notes that she knows what has happened since it was like a nightmare. While Touka and Nemu apologize, they did not regret of the plan to try save Iroha and PMs, though they regret on how it eventually became as Ui gets comatose and the city and other PMs are also caught in the mess.

The sisters understood they did whatever they could back then, and they all agreed that before pointing fingers, dealing with The Night that is coming is top priority. Eve is down for now since it lost her operator.

Most likely Alina will fuse with Eve for the final showdown since she is the most messed up one.

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HOOOLY SHIT

That gor intense really quickly, what can I say? Finally everything got revealed, I wasn’t expecting them to save Ui this quickly, I thought she’d be beyond salvation but hey, it does sound nice, it’s a shame we won’t get to see a bit epic showdown between Walpurgisnacht and Eve, unless Alina fuses with it as you theoriize, well there you go peolpe, Alina is pure unadultered evil, still feel like defending..........What I am sure of course they will, nutjobs.

But hey, really cool chapter honestly, I hope the next one is even more insane.

[murfeelee]

Shadowhunters Appreciation Meme

I saw this on my dash, and decided to do it for S01 - S3A, since I’m feeling emotional watching S3B, knowing Shadowhunters is being cancelled for no good reason.

1: Favorite episode: 1x12: “MALEC!”

This episode (the wedding scene in particular) got reblogged so much on my dash, and was referred to in fanfiction and fanart, and I was like WHAT is this.

2: Favorite character: MAGNUS BANE. Come on y’all.

3: Favorite Ship: Climon -- JUST KIDDING~~~! Malec is the only Shadowhunters ship of significance; fight me on this.

4: Favorite scene: The dragon fight with Magnus, Alec, and Izzy in 2x20.

5: Favorite ep from S1: I’ve said from day one that I didn’t like Season 1; most of the characters and plots got on my last nerve. But 1x12: “Malec“ was excellent, and Magnus Bane was frikkin fabulous (as usual).

6: Favorite ep from S2: Season 2 was a marked improvement over S1, but it had WAY too much going on. And they put my poor baby Magnus through the freaking WRINGER. Between the body swap, and the breakup, and all the other drama, S2′s episodes had me in a STATE. Episode 2x08 “Love is a Devil“ was fun, before it got SUPER dark. I enjoyed the party a lot.

7: Favorite ep from S3A: Season 3 is the best. 3a impressed me, and 3b so far is fantastic. 3x8: “A Heart of Darkness” and 3x9 were very emotional. Legit tear-jerkers.

8a: Favorite quote: “You've reached the voicemail of Magnus Bane. Please don't leave a message at the tone. I'm centuries old, and even I think it's outdated.“

8b: Favorite Malec quote: “I’ve always dreamed of meeting someone like you.“ Because YES, Alec. SAME. Me too! *ugly sobbing*

9: Favorite BROTP: Luke Garroway and Simon Lewis

10: Favorite non-canon ship: I was gonna say Maruke (Mayrse Lightwood & Luke Garroway, but according to the S3B promos....! 👀 )

11: Top 3 EPs: The last 3 episodes of S3A, 3x8, 9 and 10.

12: A character you didn’t expect to love as much as you do now: Maryse Lightwood. Mama L. grew on me, cuz in Season 1 I was ready to SHANK that wench.

By late S2 and into S3A she had genuinely started realizing what a bigot she was (I think she was more against Alec choosing a Downworlder, and THE Downworlder, Magnus -- whom she’d had a serious beef with since her Nazi-wannabe days in Valentine’s Circle -- more than the fact that Magnus is a man, though the Clave for sure hates that, too. Suffice to say, she was pissed, all the way around). Maryse made amends with everyone, though, and I was like, “You know what that is? GROWTH.”

13: First actress you fell in love with: Izzy Lightwood. She’s so gorgeous.

14/15: First actor/character you fell in love with: Come on. We’re married.

16/17: When did you start watching the show/joined the fandom: Summer 2017 -- I binged through Season 1 and 2, after being beaten over the head since like 2016 with gifs and fanart, and all kinds of stuff on Tumblr and AO3. I immediately fell in love with Magnus, and watched the show strictly for him, and just enjoyed the Malec and the magic of the show. I enjoy the fanfics and even the books more than the show though.

18: How has the fandom influenced you: Other than the fact that Magnus Bane is officially my husband and taking over all of my blogs?

19: Did you meet people through the show: I’ve connected with dozens of people on Tumblr because of Malec, yes. We just fangirl and spazz out in each other’s IMs and it’s great! ^_^

20: What rep on the show have you identified with? I’m Team Downworlders, if that’s what you mean. Especially Team Warlocks. I actually hate the Shadowhunters. S1 Maryse is NOT a rarity -- for people with the blood of angels, the Clave is bigoted, petty and downright evil sometimes.

21: What character has helped you: Listen. Magnus gives me life, he really does. Iconic.

22: In what way has the show helped you: / 24: What has the show added to your life: It’s been giving me my fanciful fix since Teen Wolf ended. I can’t get into Supernatural (I've tried, but Crowley’s gone, so so am I), and I always need a fantasy show -- Game of Thrones, True Blood, Buffy, Charmed, Vampire Diaries, Sabrina, Penny Dreadful, The Magicians, etc. So I’ve been entertained, and I’m gonna be really bummed once it’s over. I hear Umbrella Academy’s good.

23: What are your hopes for the finale:

Malec Wedding at the Institute, dressed in gold and blue

Malec adopting Max and Rafael Lightwood-Bane

Announcement that there will be a spinoff, preferably for the Dark Artifices or Bane Chronicles.