#I'm antisocial okay😭

[ohara-n-brown]

Questions I wish I could ask without Allistics thinking I'm being randomly rude, a growing list:

What are you talking about? - 'Too blunt, rude.'

Do I know you? - 'Forgetful, rude.'

Who are you and where do I know you from? - 'Really forgetful, rude.'

What's your name again? - 'Even MORE forgetful, rude.'

Am I boring you? - 'Passive Aggressive, rude.'

How do you want me to react to this? - 'Apathetic, rude.'

What do you want from me? - 'Defensive, rude.'

How long is this going to take? - 'Impatient, rude.'

Are you trying to change the subject? - 'Passive Aggressive, rude.'

When can I leave? - 'Dismissive, rude.'

Why am I here? - 'Antisocial, rude.'

What is the point of this? - 'Arrogant, rude.'

Is this absolutely necessary? - 'Lazy, rude.'

What does that even mean? - 'Too blunt again, rude.'

Why would you do that? - 'Criticizing, rude.'

Are you talking to me? - 'Aggressive, rude.'

Are you trying to start a conversation? - 'Unfriendly, rude.'

Like no fr what are you talking about I'M BEING DEADASS

And they say Autistics are ones that are bad at communication 😐

my Sibling in Christ y'all are the ones that refuse to answer very simple and very clear questions and almost every time without fail I just go

'That's not at all what I just asked you, but okay. Alright. It's fine.'

You ask them 'What are you talking about?' and they act like you've questioned their whole intellect and IQ score 😭😭

Like no sis I just genuinely have no idea what the fuck you're trying to say and honestly you're making very little sense

What, Do I look like Professor X to you??? Want me to read your mind?? What's happening????? What do you mean??!!!!

[bearambles]

sober (haymitch a.)

words: 3.9k

warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, p in v, oral (f + m receiving) , teasing (?), too much plot 😭

notes: this is so late! i am so sorry to whoever requested, i got super busy and couldn’t post it the day i planned. also, this is my first ever smut! so i am sorry if this is terrible, i’ll get better over time. enjoy!

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The party lasted hours. Your feet hurt, your stomach is churning, and your head pounds. You've never wanted your district bed more than now. This place reeks of wealth and lies.

Unfortunately, skipping these monthly events would anger Snow. He already dislikes you and your district, so you have to do whatever it takes to please him. If that means enduring long nights of drinking and throwing up, so be it. It's better than death, you suppose.

There's only one other District 12 victor here with you, and he disappeared halfway through the night. Haymitch, despite being a good friend and your former mentor, is possibly the worst person to rely on in these social situations. He's been sitting at the bar for who knows how long, drinking who knows how much. It's only when the host literally announces it's time to leave that you find him, slumped over the counter on a stool.

"Haymitch? Come on, we have to go," you urge, shaking his shoulders.

"What? No, let me stay. I'm sleeping," he mumbles.

"You're not sleeping. You're fine. Here, I have one of those drinks that make you throw up. It'll sober you up enough to say goodbyes," you say, handing him the glass. He pushes it back towards you without even looking up.

"I don't want that Capitol shit."

"This Capitol shit will help you a lot right now. Haymitch, get up!" You push his head to the side so you can see his face. He opens his eyes to look at you.

He's only in his late twenties, but his eyes seem older. He looks as rough as he acts. His hair is too long, and his beard is starting to come in slightly, despite him saying he'd groom himself for this occasion. Still, he looks handsome. Not that it matters; his current state reflects his antisocial night.

"Please. I'm trying to keep us out of trouble. You've been alone all night. At least come say goodbye to people with me. Then we can go home, okay?"

If harshness isn’t working, you'll try being soft with him. Sometimes, just sometimes, it works. It seems to today.

He sighs and sits up, steadying himself with his palms flat on the counter. He reaches for the purple liquid and swallows it like a shot, squeezing his eyes shut and grimacing.

"Okay, I'll be back then," he says, going off to throw up.

You nod and take a seat on the stool next to where he was sitting, waiting. You can't help but feel guilty. You should have stayed with him longer that night before he went off on his own. You knew he'd go drinking, but you didn’t know it would get this bad.

Since you've known Haymitch, he's had a bit of a drinking problem. Mostly under control when he mentored you—never more than tipsy. But in recent years, as more of his tributes lost the Games, it's gotten worse. It's weighing on him, you can tell. You want to help so badly.

"Okay, let's go," he says, returning a few minutes later, running his fingers through his hair. He's clearly sobered up a bit, maybe even washed his face. His breath smells of mint.

The host and his wife are among about a dozen people remaining by the time you leave the bar and walk to the main room together. Nonetheless, you both put on a show, shaking hands and smiling, thanking them endlessly. You never know who's watching, present or otherwise.

As you make your rounds to the last few victors, Haymitch latches his arm closely with yours. The move surprises you; you realize he hasn't been this physical in a while. It seems to come with sobriety or maybe just part of the Capitol's show. Together, you almost look like a couple. It's odd.

When you leave through the doors, he doesn't let go of your arm. It's a cold night, and you shiver, but the warmth of his body next to yours feels weirdly nice.

"Thank you," you say, looking up at him on the train ride home.

"For what?" he asks, furrowing his brows.

"For taking the glass. I know you hate that stuff, but—"

"But I need to get sober," he says, looking away from you into the distance.

"I didn't say that, but it's nice when you are. I mean, it's helpful with the image when you aren't stumbling around—"

He detaches his arm from yours.

"So I shouldn't drink because the President said so?"

"He didn't say so, Haymitch. I'm saying so. You shouldn't drink because I say so."

"And why's that?"

"Because I like you better like this."

He goes quiet, then looks down at his feet, his hair falling in his eyes.

"Yeah, well, it's harder than it looks, sweetheart."

"I know that. I'm sorry," you say softly.

The rest of the ride is quiet. It's just the two of you on the train, and any sound you make seems to echo for ages. Neither of you wants to speak; too much is unsaid.

You care about him; you know that. You just aren't sure how. Though it seems increasingly clear to you in moments like this when all you want to do is tuck his hair behind his ear and kiss him softly. You have no idea how he'd feel about that, though. You have no idea how he feels most of the time.

In fact, just then, it's the first time he's seemed to feel bad about his drinking. And it doesn't seem like he cares about his health or the Capitol's opinion on his image. It seems like he feels bad for disappointing you.

When the train stops, you both get out, him first, then you. He offers his hand as you step down, and you take it with a slight smile. His hands are cold, as is the night.

Your houses are directly next to each other in Victor's Village, making the walk there excruciatingly awkward. You can't tell what he's thinking, or if he's thinking at all. Finally, after what feels like an hour, he speaks.

"That stuff is really nasty, you know that?" he says.

You look up at him. "The purging stuff?"

"No, the desserts they were serving," he says, rolling his eyes and bumping his shoulder against yours. "Yeah, the purging stuff."

"I know. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. You're right. What you said and stuff. That's all right. You're right."

You smile and look up at him. He looks back at you and smiles softly, then looks away. He clearly hates to admit it.

"Don't be cocky about it, though. And don't expect me to stop. It's not that easy."

"I don't. I just like you like this."

"Yeah, you mentioned that. What do you mean?"

You've reached your house, and he stops in front of your door, feet planted. He looks down at you with a questioning gaze, and his blue eyes seem to dart across your face. Your cheeks flush. You have no idea what to respond.

"You know, just... sober," you say, looking away.

"No, I know, but the 'like' part. What do you mean? Because you got all shy when you said it," he says, swaying a bit where he stands, impatiently waiting for a response.

"I don't know," you say quietly.

"You don't know?"

"No. I think we should go to sleep. You should go to sleep. No more drinks. At least wait until tomorrow."

You try to push past him to your door, but he takes both hands out of his pockets and gently shoves your shoulders back. Not hard, but enough to make you stumble. He gazes down at you and steps forward, closing the space between you.

"Whoa, you're so eager all of a sudden. Look at me," he says, tilting your head up with a hand under your chin. "Why are you so embarrassed?"

"I'm not."

"Yeah, you are. You like me?"

"Haymitch, stop. You're—" You stop, tears pricking at your eyes. He's teasing you, you're sure of it. The last thing you want is for him to figure out your feelings. Not after he's been your mentor, not after he's seen you at your worst, after he's been your friend (?) for this long. It doesn't make sense. You know that. And he knows that, most definitely. That's why you're sure he doesn't feel that way towards you. He can't.

"You're crying. I thought you were all tough?" he says.

He's right. You were tough. Crying makes you weak. You hate talking like this. So honestly.

"Stop it," you jerk away from his hand, which had crept up to your cheek. "Go to bed."

But you don't take a step forward, don't shove past him again. You just stand there, your breath heavy, looking away. He gazes at you like he's seeing you for the first time, his eyes darting from your eyes to your mouth to your body.

"I don't want to. I want to talk to you," he finally says.

"About what?" you say, still looking away.

"Us," he says softly.

"What about us?"

He takes a step forward.

"Come on, sweetheart. You're so good to me. Take care of me. Trust in me. Give me hope."

Your breathing speeds up as you feel his hand stoke your arm gently up and down as he speaks. You’d always been cautious of his words, so used to his drunken thoughts being untrustworthy and sometimes cruel. But this feels honest. Real.

“I know you feel something.” he says as you lift your head to look back at him. “You might not know what. I don’t know either. But c’mon.” 

He starts to lean closer and your eyes drift closed. Before you can even register, his lips are on yours, and you’re kissing back. Your hands hold his elbows and his hold your face. 

His mouth tastes of the mouthwash from the capitol washrooms. He’s so slow with you, like he’s trying not to scare you. You aren’t sure if he possibly could. 

Suddenly you pull away. 

“What’s wrong?” Haymitch asks, his eyes wide.

“We should go inside.” 

“Oh. Yeah.” He registers quickly what you mean. 

All along the village are cameras for the capitol to see what goes on. Although it’s unlikely you’d get in much trouble for a kiss, you never knew what would land you a meeting with snow. Or just become the talk of the next victor event. 

You push past him and unlock your door quickly, before turning back to him, motioning for him to come inside. By the time you close the door, he’s kissing you again, this time the careful act gone. He catches your lips and kisses you like his life depended on it. It’s messy and wet and you’re so turned on it’s insane. 

His hands both reach down to hold yours, and he pushes them up against the door. The motion catches you by surprise and you moan softly into his mouth. He hears you and holds down tighter on your wrists, just enough to feel but not to hurt. 

His knee starts to spread your legs apart slowly as he kisses down your neck, and you let his name slip from your mouth.

“Haymitch~”

He stops to look at you.

“Yeah? You like this?” He sounds like he’s genuinely asking. Like he needs to know. 

You nod, your brain already fuzzy. 

“Okay. Okay.” He sounds out of breath but resumes 

his task, getting down to your collarbone. 

Hes rough with his kisses when he’s below where any marks would be seen. As he unbuttons your shirt, he looks at you, smiling like an idiot. It hits you then that he seems to have wanted this as badly as you all along. He leans in to leave a soft kiss on your lips before pulling your sleeves off your arms and throwing your top to the floor. 

“Jesus…” He mutters as he looks down at your tits. 

You reach behind you to unhook your bra, and let it all forward and land next to your shirt. 

“Holy fuck.” 

You laugh quietly at his words. He looks up at you in awe and with a look of asking as he creeps his hands from your waist up to your chest. You nod and let out a sharp breath when his cold hands hold your tits and knead them slowly. 

You wonder then if he’d ever done this with a woman before. He was younger than you when he won, so probably not before the games. And after…he’d never really seemed the type. But then again, he was attractive and still young, so you couldn’t be sure. 

Besides him, you’d only been with one or two boys from district before you were reaped. They were, however, nothing like this. 

He takes one nipple between his thumb and pointer, pinching slightly. Between the pressure and his cold hands, you let out a noise of surprise and pleasure. 

“Does that hurt?” He asks

“No, just…it’s a lot.” You say through deep breaths. “K-keep going.”

He smiles and does the same with the other, and your hips jut forward slightly in reaction. He doesn’t notice, which you’re grateful for. You’re so eager it’s embarrassing. Every touch makes your stomach flip and your underwear wetter. 

Slowly he starts to kiss down from your collarbones to your chest and takes a breast in his mouth. He looks up at you as he sucks softly, his tongue swirling your nipple. His big eyes looking into yours makes you feel like you could cum then and there. you let out a moan instead. 

He plays with your breasts for a while longer before they’re nice and covered in both his spit and dark, red marks. He knew what he was doing, putting them where nobody could see. you thought of changing in front of a mirror days to come, just looking at them. Knowing it was from him. sober. He wants this. 

He gets to his knees before you can stop him, and begins to pull down your skirt. 

You’re left in your underwear, your slick having left a clear spot in the front. You turn your head in embarrassment as he touches up your thighs and leaves open mouth kisses. 

“All this from that, huh?” he asks, laughing softly 

“Shut up.” you mutter into your hand. 

“You want me to stop?” he asks, his fingers hooked under the sides of your panties. 

“N-no.”

“What was that sweetheart? C’mon, look at me.”

“Don’t stop.” you say, clearer now, making eye contact as he kneels in front of your pussy. You couldn’t be more vulnerable, and yet, you trust him with every inch of your being. 

He looks back at your core for a moment before licking a stripe up the thin fabric. You curse quietly and he pulls them down, the air hitting your heat before his tongue does. But when it does…

He laps at you like he’d wanted to for years, which you’re now sure that he has. The urgency makes your legs buckle and he uses both hands against your knees to hold them open. He switches between your folds and your clit, paying attention to both. Every so often he stops and just admires. 

At some point haymitch sucks at your clit, and your hands fly to his hair, pulling slightly. 

He lets out a groan of surprise against your core.

“Sorry, sorry…” you mutter, loosening your grip. 

“No, keep going, I like it.” he says, stopping to look up at you, his eyes nearly glazed over in bliss. 

You resume your hold on his head and tug as he continues. Between his lips and his tongue, you’re  overwhelmed. before you know it, you feel the coil in your stomach tighten. 

“Stop…stop…” you manage in between moans. 

He gives you one last kiss to your clit before standing up, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. 

“You okay?” 

“Just don’t wanna finish yet.” you say without thinking, before getting flushed. Even after all that, you couldn’t believe you were speaking to him like this. Haymitch. 

He smiles lazily and goes in to kiss you again, and you can taste yourself on his tongue. It should repulse you, but instead, it turns you on more. He's so happy right now, and it’s so hot. 

“Do you wanna go to my bed?” you ask him when you get a breath, his forehead resting against yours. 

He picks you up and carries you. 

Haymitch knows your house as well as his from all the press training, meetings, and late night conversations you’ve had there. He practically lives with you at this point (Besides the sleeping over part. Usually. Unless he’d passed out.) 

He drops you on your mattress and pulls off his own shirt in one motion. Your breath is caught in your throat. 

You knew he was in shape, at least he was when he had mentored you all those years ago. But even now, behind the big shirts he wears and raggedy jackets, soft abs trace his stomach. His arms as big as your thighs. No wonder the pressure on your neck felt so nice. 

He sees you staring and smiles, leaning down to tuck your hair behind your ear. 

“You gonna say anything, pretty girl?” 

You try, but you find no words. Instead, you kiss him, and slowly trail your hands down his chest. you can feel raised scars and for a moment, remember what he’s been through. What you both have been through. 

You reach his belt and whisper into his mouth, 

“Can i?”

He nods against your forehead and you start to undo it, throwing it to the side. You pull his pants down with urgency and run your palm against his boxers. 

He lets out a noise you’ve never heard him make before, a mix between a whimper and a moan. You smile and start to palm him faster, before taking him out of his underwear and looking between you at his length. 

He’s bigger than you expect, and definitely bigger than the boys you’ve been with before. A solid seven inches and thick. Your eyes can’t look away and your breath rises and falls. 

He takes your hand softly into his and guides it to his length. He looks up at you as he does, searching for any hesitation in your eyes. Instead, you look up at him before flipping you both over quickly, so you sit on his thighs. 

He’s strong, but so are you, and he doesn’t resist as you take charge over him. He does, however, look a bit surprised, and reaches to hold your hand again. You take it and kiss it, which he smiles at. Then, you lean down, and let a glob of spit dribble from your mouth to his cock. 

“Jesus christ…” he mutters, as you use your free hand to pump up and down. “When did you…fuck…feels so good sweetheart”

You smile and take him in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down quickly. His other hand still holding yours, he grips at your hair (much gentler than you did his) and makes a make-shift ponytail so he can see your pretty face. 

Despite the view, his eyes flutter shut in pleasure, and your pace quickens. You feel him pulse inside your mouth and you’re sure he’s about to cum. 

You take him as deep as you can before pulling off, leaving his cock hard as a rock and covered in your saliva. You admire your work for a moment before he reaches forward and pulls you on top of him by your hips so you’re right against his chest. 

“C’mere” he moans, fucked out, before taking his cock in his own hand and looking over your shoulder to position himself in front of your entrance. 

“You want this?” he asks, taking your cheek in his free hand and stroking his thumb against it. 

“Please.” you whisper. 

Slowly, he inserts himself into you, catching your moans in his mouth as he kisses you slowly. He stretches you out so well, and your slick helps him move without much pain. Still, you bite down on his lip at the feeling of being full once he’s in. You let out a whimper. 

“I know baby, I know. Shhhh. Tell me when to move, okay?” he looks into your eyes. 

For a moment you just kiss him, his mouth so warm on yours and his cock so warm inside you. You could die like this. 

Then, you pull away, and lift your hips, before slowly moving back down. 

“Fuck…” he moans, before catching into the pace you set and moving you up and down on his cock. “So perfect for me, yeah? You feel that?” 

You nod dumbly at his words. He could say anything to you at this moment, and you’d agree. He feels so good. So right. 

“You wanted this huh? Is that why you want me sober? To fuck me?” he asks, and you shake your head as you bounce on his dick. 

“Hm, but that’s part of it, yeah?” he insists, “You like this. Me. C’mon sweetheart, you’re needy. That's okay, I'm givin’ it to you. I'm here.” 

You fall against him and place your head on his shoulder as he fucks into you like you’re a doll. He knows just what to say to get you so embarrassed and so wet. The words only add to your pleasure and you can feel yourself getting close. 

“Haymitch…” you moan against his shoulder. 

“M’ close pretty thing.” 

He takes one of the arms holding your hips and moves to your clit, rubbing quickly. The feeling sends you over the edge. 

“Fuck, haymitch, i’m cumming~” you mutter, raising your head to look at him as you fletch down and your orgasm washes over you. 

As you come down from your high, he speeds up rutting into you, and you put each hand on one of his shoulders for support. His eyes are closed and his mouth slightly open as he mind your name over and over like a prayer. 

He lifts you off of his cock and back onto his thighs before cumming all over your belly. You reach a hand down to stroke him as he does, but he catches your wrist. He’s sensitive, you can tell, and you laugh softly. 

“Sorry pretty girl. Made a mess.” he says, looking in between the two of you. Between his cum and yours, there’s not a part of either of you that isn’t slick. He takes a finger and swipes a bit of his own before putting it in front of your mouth. Grinning, you take it in your mouth and suck, tasting him.

“Jesus.” he says softly, as you lay down next to him, your face buried into his neck. 

You lay there like that for a moment, breathing. His hair sticks to his face in certain places, and his cheeks are rosy. The reality of what had happened hits you.

“You know, this isn’t the only reason you should drink less-“ You begin, propping your head up on your hand. 

He sighs. 

“I know. I’m too happy right now for lectures though, alright?” 

You consider for a moment before deciding that’s fair. Laying back down, you cuddle into his side.

“You admit this is part of why though, huh?” he says after a few moments, and you can hear the smugness in his voice.

“Was it worth it?” you ask

There’s a pause.

“I’d do anything for you.” he answers.

And for now?

That’s all you need. 

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tysm for reading! like + reblog if you enjoyed :)

[lowkeyrobin]

erm hihi!! whenever you have time could I request a gbfe phoebe spengler story because I srsly can't get over her still #lovepheebs 🙏! uh like a school one sense I don't see many of those, just something different I guess, I don't really have an idea but maybe like a prom, I don't think she'd be into that but maybe podcast talked her into it or sumth 😓🙏! (anything is fine really, I just need her back😭)

PLZ N TYSM, TAKE UR TIME > <!! <33

omg stop I love this sm!!! ; I decided to go w homecoming bc I feel prom is way to formal and social for her so 😔🙏 ; but yes podcast was wingman-ing 100% idc ; thanks for requesting, hope u enjoy! ; also sorry this took so long :( I tried getting it out asap but I had so much to post already & I feel like this is becoming more like a job than a hobby and it's kinda killing me 💔

PHOEBE SPENGLER ; homecoming

summary ; she invites you to go to homecoming with her

warnings ; language

word count ; 771

masterlist

Phoebe Spengler was not one for socialism or formality.

But, she knew you liked important events and making memories. Especially with her, considering she's your best friend in the whole world. Don't worry, Podcast is right behind her.

She just didn't know how to work around that though.

Podcast however, did.

"I'm telling you right now, ask them to go to homecoming with you." The boy shrugs, one hand loose around the strap of his backpack.

"I can't!" Phoebe exclaims. "How do I even ask that? What would I even wear? What if they say no?"

Podcast gives her a deadpan look. "They literally have the biggest crush on you, they're gonna say yes. Two, we'll find you something to wear. Three, I'll be your wingman." He smiles.

"Fine..."

Weeks of brainstorming up a plan lead up to today. Thankfully, the mutual friend didn't make your antisocial crush ask you to go to homecoming with her at school or with some corny sign and flowers and allow all the idiots you hated to watch. Thank the lords for Podcast understanding his friends' boundaries and comforts, he was a godsend.

Phoebe, dressed in overalls over a green floral patterned shirt, carries a bouquet of small lavender flowers and daisies, occasionally smelling them to try and ease her mind. Podcast rests a hand on her shoulder, walking her down to your house so she could prom-pose (homecoming-pose didn't really roll of the tongue) to you as you hung out. As they approach, he takes the flowers from her and hides behind a car next door, peering from behind as he watches her ring the doorbell.

You step outside wearing a casual outfit, smiling as you see her curly brunette hair and dorky circular glasses. "Hey, Pheebs"

"Hi!" She quietly smiles, "Uh, would you wanna like, walk around town with me? I found this cool little flower field and thought of you, I'd like to show it to you cause I thought you would think it was cool-" She begins to ramble.

You cut her off, placing your index finger over her lips, "I'd love to go," you smile.

"Oh, okay!"

Podcast smiles, whispering in accomplishment as he essentially stalks you all the way toward this flower field Phoebe was talking about. Phoebe often glances over her shoulder, trying to make sure Podcast was still present but casually hidden.

She smiles, trying to hide her nervousness.

"Wow, this place is gorgeous" You mutter, looking over the acres upon acres of flowers, organized in rainbow order. From roses to irises, they had it all. Whoever owned this was certainly working hard to plant and maintain all these flowers.

"Cool, huh?" Phoebe asks, biting back her giddy smile, trying to fight off saying "not as cool as you though"

You nod in response, attempting to try and calculate how many flowers were even there. Probably enough to fill up a football field.

Podcast hides in a row of large rose bushes, holding the flowers he and Phoebe bought for this special occasion.

"Wanna go check out that bench?" Phoebe asks, praying you'll say yes.

She refers to the bench in the middle of the field, made of some white concrete or ceramic, a large heart behind it.

"Sure, yeah"

Podcast silently and sneakily follows you two, trying to keep his cover between the flowers. He works his way behind you two as you sit down, looking for the sign that Phoebe was ready for the flowers.

You talk for a while, enjoying the view, while Phoebe tells you a bunch of facts about flowers, which you listen too. She was a walking textbook. As you glance away, looking over all the flowers again, she quickly turns back and holds up two fingers, signaling to Podcast.

He quickly sneaks over, handing her the flowers before running back to his previous spot, closely watching the following interaction. You turn back to look at Phoebe, seeing her holding a bouquet of flowers.

Before you can ask where she pulled them out from, she opens her mouth to speak, still buffering to search for the words she wanted to say, that she rehearsed, to you.

"Uhm, would you wanna go to homecoming with me? As friends, maybe, or more if you want?"

She's frozen, absolutely paralyzed as she awaits your answer.

You smile, "Yeah, sure"

She uses all her willpower to hold back jumping up and celebrating, knowing Podcast was a few yards away silently congratulating her.

"Okay, cool," She grins, handing you the flowers.

She looks back at Podcast, flashing him a smile as you gaze upon the bouquet.

[sugarywishes]

How did the Aftons react to Evan's death via the bite?

About time I get an angsty question, let's dive right in!!

The Afton Family (we'll get into specifics in a minute)

- Well, it was a death in a established/popular entertainment location. Not to mention a gruesome death, so obviously everyone and their mother not only made several tabloids and news reports, they also interviewed/interrogated EVERYONE AT THE PARTY

- so what a joy it was to not only have the company's name slandered, but your family was constantly harrassed about the whole situation too!!

- Michael and Elizabeth's classmates would always ask them about the incident, to the point where William pulled them out of school for a while

- Their neighbors became extremely nosy abt it as well (asking about funeral plans, if they were gonna have Michael arrested etc) and the family itself was already pretty isolated, so they basically became antisocial afterwards and avoided talking to people

- I briefly mentioned this in the Charlie post, but William was kicked out of the company shortly afterwards (my version of Henry was originally kind of a self-centered, prideful man before Charlie...yk ☹) bc of the bad publicity towards him and the fact it was fucking up the business now (I'll list more reasons in a bit) so now the only friend the Aftons had was giving them the cold shoulder and cutting ties with them to avoid affiliations

Okay specifics time!! (This might be a long post so grab some 🍿)

Michael Afton (not the Michael color, I know, there's no gray!!)

- All Mikey wanted to do was just prank Evan, teach him a lesson for getting him in trouble more than usual.

- Nice going, Michael.

- Oh boy. This guy went to a literal state of shock (I'm talking HE FROZE IN FEAR KINDA SHOCK) as soon as Fredbear's jaw closed

- He didn't even manage to 'wake up' until they were already in the hospital (Lizzie dragged him there)

- and of course Mike was scared and remorseful, his prank was quite literally meant to be a funny haha moment which ended up as him technically becoming a murderer 😭😭

- He nearly vomited and passed out as soon as he heard Evan died

- When Michael returned to school, best believe he lost all his popularity, now everyone knew him as the guy who killed his brother (the other kids involved in the prank distanced themselves as far away from it as possible) and so he became a friendless outcast :(

- Even Jeremy stopped talking to him, mostly because of what Jeremy's mom said about them for clout

- which totally didn't help his now declining mental health

Elizabeth Afton

- Lizzie was actually hanging around the bathroom area talking with Charlie when the bite happened, she would've been too late to stop it anyway

- She literally lost her twin. It's not the best feeling in the world.

- Of course she felt terrible about the whole situation but also,,,a sense of liberation??

- like, the one person who stood in the way of her gaining her father's love is dead. Mike doesn't give 2 shits about Will, and Clara is already in a loveless relationship with him. So now it leaves her as his new favorite

- she surprisingly was able to move on faster than the rest of her family (at least on the outside, as I said she did lose her baby brother)

- but it's not a fun life afterwards, considering she no longer had friends at school now since Will pulled her out quickly (and plus, Henry started cutting ties with the Aftons so now she couldn't hang out with Charlie!!) And again, she started losing her mind just like the rest of the family

Clara Afton

- Girly was just tryna to find a camera in the car outside, she didn't see or hear the bite thankfully (she did have to see the image of her bleeding son being carried out by his father though)

- Evan's death is truly what got her motivated enough to actually start fighting against Will's constant mistreatment of her and the kids

- but of course that doesn't last long. (Guess who ends up in Ballora?)

- because of the news (and more specifically, one particular news article made by a Mrs. Helen Fitzgerald, mother of Jeremy Fitzgerald,,,👀) she was now labeled a neglectful, hosebag mom who was probably in it for those Afton bucks 💸 which ruined her relationship with her neighbors and friends

- Remember, EVERYONES reputation was terribly slandered by the bite (and by the media wanting to cause more drama)

- She was already a stressed out, meek person because of her marriage with William, she got a lot worse after her baby died

William Afton (his is the LONGEST sorry for the text walls)

- He was just about ready to carry out Evan's birthday cake as soon as he heard the screams of terror

- He reacted almost instantly. William is not a very physically strong looking man, but he is powerful enough to break a robot's jaw open.

- He pulled Evan's body out (as best as he could, he was rushing to save him so who knows if some...chunks were still left inside 🤢🤢 sorry for the mental image)

- He didn't acknowledge ANYONE else in the room. And he didn't even have the rest of his family get into the car, he placed Evan in the back with a blanket wrapped tightly around his head and drove off, leaving the rest of the family to find another way to the hospital

- but of course his efforts were all for nothing.

- Everyone kinda expected him to become deranged and violently (publicly) abusive but for a while he was just...numb. and detached from everyone and everything. He wouldn't talk to a single person and would isolate himself in his workshop/basement to grieve

- (he didn't even bother punishing Michael for the accident, which set off a lot of red flags for Mikey who knew that something would snap inside his father soon)

- His already inconsistent sanity started cracking when his name and family were considered pariahs now (thanks a lot Helen for further spreading rumors about them)

- it became even worse when Henry kicked him out (According to Henry's excuses, he knew Will was likely never going to recover from the bite so he might as well give him an 'early retirement')

- (Basically, Will wasn't coming to work at all and wasn't making them money, his damaged reputation would ruin the now shitty rep of the diner more, and bc of the Aftons now being associated with the words 'horrible' 'neglectful' and 'irresponsible' , Henry just decided to tie up loose ends and get rid of him to save face) (Remember that Henry was an asshole and only got to his redemption journey once his daughter died)

- So, great. But what's this?? The closed Fredbear's Family Diner Fredbear animatronic is acting?? Off?? Sort of seems...alive??? You bet it is!!

- And of course, we all know what happens from there.

Thanks for asking! If you want more just ask!!

[freezingmcxn]

hey Moon! question about your AU since I've been thinking about how to approach it in mine: will you be adding Nina to the story? and if you do, will you choose the canon story where she is with EJ or the fanon with Jeff? cause i think the Jeff and Nina story could be suchhh a good representation of a toxic relationship. (that's how i'm planning to approach it in mine, at least)

like, since Jeff is a narcissist in your AU (i think? i don't remember so sorry if i got that wrong😭) it would he really intresting to see how he operates with someone who clearly wants a relationship with him.

JEFFERY WOODS AND NINA HOPKINS

(In Depth Look At Their Relationship.)

HELLOOO!!

Okay, Nina is NOT in my Au sadly, BUT I can help you out with her and Jeff’s relationship that you want to approach in your AU! This is how I view it in general and hopefully its interesting :)

PSA: My Jeff is so “controversial” that I’ve lowkey stopped talking about him, people do not take it the right way and assume I am romanticising him or stereotyping mental illnesses, I am not.

This is purely done out of interest NOT disrespect.

Tw: Toxic Relationship, Jeff the Killer is portrayed realistically, Manipulation.

Jeff displays a strong sense of self-centeredness and narcissism in the relationship.

The dynamic between Jeff and Nina is sustained because Jeff manipulates Nina, taking advantage of her deep affection towards him.

This manipulation basically preys on Nina’s strong feelings for Jeff, which Jeff exploits to maintain their relationship.

In this post, I’m going to focus on what manipulation looks like and how Jeff uses it since it’s a big part of understanding how I see him.

Jeff manipulates others (Nina specifically) for various reasons, it’s rooted in his psychological needs and personal insecurities.

Control:

Jeff is driven by a God Complex and often seeks to dominate and control others to feel more powerful and secure in himself.

He feels he has little to no control in himself, which is why he seeks control over others. This need to exert control feeds his ego and reinforces his some what inflated sense of superiority (God Complex).

Insecurity:

Jeff will manipulate others to compensate for his own feelings of inadequacy and low self-esteem.

Although Jeff thinks of himself highly, he has self doubt (he also feels a lack of control in himself ^^)and deflects that onto others (like Nina) to build himself up, and tear them down.

Emotional Gratification:

Manipulating others can provide a sense of satisfaction or thrill, especially for those with narcissistic or antisocial tendencies.

For Jeff, he finds a thrill in manipulation and his other source of gratification, killing. His need to dominate and exploit others not only feeds his ego like I said but also offers him a perverse sense of self accomplishment and pleasure.

Jeff primarily wants Nina around for his own benefit. Although he has no genuine romantic interest in her, he pretends otherwise to take advantage of her.

He behaves like a leech, draining the life out of the relationship but he does it slowly, to keep her from realising and leaving him.

How the manipulation works on Nina:

Emotional Appeal:

Manipulators often tap into emotions like fear, guilt, or sympathy to influence others.

Jeff manipulates Nina’s emotions by mentioning her family, particularly her brother, and implying that Nina deserves better than him.

This tactic plays on Nina’s sympathy, making her feel guilty for Jeff and creating an emotional attachment that makes her feel compelled to stay with him.

Additionally, Jeff uses fear tactics such as threats or belittling remarks to exert some control over Nina, reinforcing her belief that she cannot live without him, even though realistically Jeff cannot live without Nina..

Cognitive Biases:

People have inherent biases, such as the desire to be liked or the tendency to conform, which manipulators exploit.

Nina has a deep rooted desire to be liked by others, and Jeff provides her with a sense of comfort and security.

As a result, it becomes extremely difficult for Nina to distance herself from Jeff, she perceives him as the only positive influence in her life after everything and her only source of comfort.

Insecurity and Self-Doubt:

People with low self-esteem or self-doubt are more likely to be influenced by manipulative behaviors that promise validation or approval.

Jeff frequently showers Nina with extreme kindness and affection, overwhelming her with emotions to the point where she becomes unable to see his actions objectively.

Nina interprets everything Jeff does or says as expressions of genuine love and affection due to this overwhelming emotional influence from Jeff.

Nina believes that Jeff will change and that her love and support can help him improve. She fears being alone or not finding another relationship, making her tolerate the toxic dynamics. Ultimately she is very unsure of herself and extremely reliant of Jeff.

If anyone is recognising these factors in a relationship please understand it is unhealthy and not okay! Please seek help and look after yourself <3

Hopefully this is met with the right audience!! I hope you found this interesting, I wish you the best in writing :))

[cup0fcocoa]

@itisbop I'm making a separate post for this explanation because it's a lot 😭 I'll try my best to summarize it

Okay firstly, some clarifications:

- I HC Willow to be a siren. She's adapted to living in the swamp but she's a siren nonetheless

- Charlie and Willow have an 8 year age difference, and were orphaned at 10 and 2 respectively (Charlie being older)

- both were born human

ANYWAY to sum it up, yeah I see them as sisters! They're kinda doomed siblings in a way because they got separated early on in life and Willow has no memory of Charlie. Their parents deceased very early on, leaving the pair to live in the streets. Willow (birth name Adeline) got cursed at age 8 after getting too close to a rumored "cursed lake" in their town, and shortly after her disappearance Charlie (birth name Charlotte) got roped up in the circus where she remained up until Starr Park.

When they reunited at the park, it took Charlie a little while to realize Willow was her sister (or at least what became of her), and since then when she's not at the circus she's at the swamp. Willow was practically alone ever since being cursed- leading her to be very antisocial and bitter, but Charlie's constant insistence of being around led her to open up just enough to properly welcome new people in her life (mainly Angelo). Charlie hasn't told Willow of their connection, nor does she particularly plan to. Willow doesn't remember anyway, so Charlie is fine with watching her at a distance.

Anyway I hope this summed it up well 🙇

[ian-galagher]

for your followers: africa spoilers as big as the fucking shadowland.

today's movie that's totally kid friendly and NEVER ever at any point sexual or violent: the lion king 2.

- ian, day one.

- mickey: grumpy. moody. antisocial. ian:

- ian trying to equal mickey's talent.

- "not good?" he asked, taking a second look at what he'd made. "it's shit, red cheeks."

- mickey and ian discovering he's got a thing for portraits.

- mickey's nights prior to ian.

- ian at jan.

- ian x mickey vs jan.

- "mom?"

- them being young and careless and free in chapter six.

- "she didn't tell me. what the feather means. […] she only told me to give it to you." / "it's a long ass story." / "i'm not going anywhere."

- once again, them at god's window.

- pov: you're ian pulling up to mickey's house for the first time.

- when ian set the pan on fire and thought mickey was talking about him. "like i said, cute as fuck."

- pov: you're ian while mickey and mandy fight.

- obscure figures doing their figure shit in chapter eleven.

- "y'think i'm ugly? / "no, i think you're alive." i can't tell you why, it's just the exact eye expression i expect of mickey.

- "you and your stupid face distracted me." / "guess i'll try my best to be less distracting, then." / "impossible."

- "but he can make it up to me, one dress at a time."

- the braai. case closed.

- it's an edited version, but they made me think of inyoni and her grief. someone give her a blanket and a hot chocolate.

- "just tell him, ian." / "what if he doesn't feel the same way?" / "you know he does." / "yeah, i know."

- mickey: desperately trying to get rid off mandy. ian: "breakfast?"

- the words flew out before he could stop himself. "fuck, you're so beautiful." / mickey lowered the camera. "fuck, you're gorgeous."

- ian x mickey, chapter seven and fiften respectively.

- there. you wanna tell me THAT'S kid friendly? anyhow, ian and mickey, day seven and fifteen respectively. (i've been waiting for this one in particular. i think i'm very funny for it. on the ground.)

- bonus: me at jan.

- bonus bonus: you, planning africa.

- bonus x3: i wanted to add more, but tumblr only allows thirty images per ask. which. fucking rude.

ASKGJHAKJSGHAKS NOSHO!!!! 😭 THESE ARE SO GOOD!!!!!

🦁🪶🦒

Ian on day one is SO CUTE 😭😭😭 and THAT SECOND ONE!!! It's SO them! 🥹🧡

awwh Ian on his first days! Trying to be like Mickey 😭

ajsghakjshgk Mickey's nightmares 😭 oh man this one hurts!

there he is 😂 it's never long before Jan gets a mention!

MOM 😭

IM NOT GOING ANYWHERE 😭😭😭

every movie 😂 they all have a god's window shot 😂

I LOVE the idea of Mickey's house being that rock 😂😂😂 and Ian being all excited over it anyway 😂😂

cute as fuck 😂😂

poor Ian having to watch these two siblings fight all the time 😂

THE FIGURE RETURNS! 😁

that EYE being Mickey's 😭😭😭

Mandy and her dreams of dresses 😂😂😂

THE BRAAI!!!! 😂 *SO* ACCURATE!

THE DOVES 😭😭😭

we are ALL pushing their noses together 😂😂😂

"breakfast?" 😂😂😂 that is so cute!

omg 😂 is it hot in here? 😂 should've used that gif as the header 😂

awwwwh they're gonna start a pride of their own 🥹🧡

okay but that IS you fighting Jan 😂😂😂

and yeah that last one 😂😂😂 also the witch in chapter 5 😂

that's SO rude of tumblr 😂

THANK YOU NOSHO 🥰🧡 that was SUCH an amazing post again! 😍🥰💚

calling the gang! @francesrose3 @juliakayyy @thisdivorce 🥰

🦁🪶🦒🧡💖💚💙❤️🤗😎

[dark-elf-writes]

Round Four! I think? Either way! Excited! Let's gooo! Chapter Twelve and Thirteen!!

-(“Cub, your homework isn’t stupid just because you don’t understand it,” 

“No! It’s stupid! Why do I need to know this?”)

As a grad student, this is such a fucking mood, Jesus Howard Christ is this a mood!

-(“I’m sorry, daddy. I was bad.” )

NOOOO BABY YOU WEREN'T!!!! Hugs! That baby needs cuddles, forever! It makes me so sad when kiddos say things like that.

-(They absolutely did not have a thing for dark haired antisocial disasters of men, )

Oh so we're just lying to ourselves now🤣🤣gotcha! Hizashi is already half in love!!!

-(Harry nearly collapsed as soon as the kids turned the corner like a puppet with the strings cut, pressing a hand to his lips to muffle the sob that threatened to break free. )

OOOOF the world is really crashing down emotionally here. Beautifully written, absolutely heartbreaking to read!

-(They coughed, not having expected the taste. “Is that pumpkin ?”)

Not gonna lie, pumpkin juice sounds absolutely disgusting! I don't like pumpkin anyway and that's just 🤢

-(“You don’t even know what he looks like.” 

“Your siblings would tell me. If they didn’t I just have to see who they’re trying to murder and I’ll have my answer either way.” )

Accurate! Brilliant! Part of me hopes we get to see it!!!

-(He snorted. “And you call me a disaster.”

“You proposed to me by throwing a half filled out marriage certificate at my head. You are a disaster.” 

“You’re the one that signed it.” )

HAHAHAHAHAH todignareuidmkdsajlhg To this day, this is one of my favorite EraserMic moments. I've read a LOT of EraserMic and this is top three moment for me!!! They are both disaster gays and I love it!!!

-So I love the breakfast scene so much. I'm a total sucker for soft family moments and this is just 👩‍🍳💋. Like the image of Harry holding a sleepy Eri is absolutely precious and couple that with Teddy making himself into a baby EraserMic jdkgahfnjkjdlsagh. Mind meltingly adorable. And it's beautifully paired with the harder moments.

-FLEUR HAS ENTERED THE BUILDING GENTLELADIES, GENTLEMEN, AND GENTLETHEMS!!!! Love her character here! The overprotective sister vibes are strong and perfect! Shovel talks are always so fun! Especially when there is the chance of actual fire and the full capability to make them disappear.

-Yuuga is so heartbreaking here. And the moment they just break when they see their cousin, who truly loved them and wants them. ♾️/10 You have written this such a smooth way and you get so much character development.

-(Maybe family didn’t have to be something painful after all. )

jkegalkngfdjckagh7ruiaghjodlag😭😭😭😭😭 Oh sweet child!

-THE ENTIRE END NOT OF CHAPTER THIRTEEN🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Especially the gay panic!!! OH MY GOD Actively cackled at it!!

I'm still loving this as long as you're okay with it! I LOVE THIS FIC and want to continue screaming about it!!!! More tomorrow ❤️❤️❤️

I’m so glad that a quick throw away joke about the Erasermic wedding was so widely liked because it was the funniest and most fitting thing I have ever thought of for them. Just shouta fill sending a partially filled out marriage license into Hizashi’s face is incredibly Them Energy.

[el-moscorrofio-y-el-mercachifle]

Hi, this is the girl who sent you the message about your favorite canon and non-canon 🥰

(Ignore if there is a wrong word or phrase out of context, I'm Brazilian and I'm writing this using Google Translate)

I'm sorry if I didn't explain it correctly, I wanted to say that I love that you bring this information (plot headcanon), and I mentioned that you forgot a headcanon that if I remember correctly, was mentioned. That's what Marcela says that she would ask Mario to be the best man at her wedding with Armando, I hope I explained it better now. ☺️

But I loved knowing that these are your favorite headcanons!!! Patricia's - oh, I love this crazy woman even though I can't stand her sometimes (most of the time) 😭🩷, I also like the one with Mario and Armando's (I really imagine the headaches they must have given their parents during their adolescence together). I didn't remember that Daniel bite his nails when stressed, but I remember him bringing candy to Marcela, a cute side of him that we hardly see lol.

And about noncanons: I believe that Nicolas doesn't know how to cook anything is super canon 🤣

Marcela always waiting for her dad to come home— it breaks my heart to imagine that, but I believe it happened.

Yesss, I also firmly believe that Armando was a very troubled teenager, one of those “problem teenagers”, it’s practically canon for me.

I also agree with what you wrote about the Valencias: what you said about Daniel having to mature quickly when he was practically still a child, and now being almost a teenager trapped in an adult's body, really enters my mind and how I I believe it's real, it explains a lot about the character even though it doesn't justify many of his attitudes (as well as those of others too). I feel as if he had a greater affection and desire to protect more Marcela than Beata, of course he loves them, but he tried to take more care of Marcela. That little girl who was daddy's favorite, who was very attached to them and who was more “sentimental” (I believe that Marcela was a very sentimental girl, even though she might not show it much) than Maria Beatriz, who I believe wasn't as close to them and always lived in her own world, and didn't even have time enough to think about his parents to the point of suffering from their absence. That's what I think.

In fact, I believe and have this noncanon in my head that Marcela was the typical intelligent girl (not a nerd), antisocial (with few, but some friendships) and insecure (despite being pretty) during her adolescence. The opposite of Beata, who has always been very extroverted, friendly and doesn't care what others thought/think of her (but I don't believe she was the typical mean girl, I believe she was that “nice girl” but with confidence, without being mean to anyone because that's not the vibe she gives to me). And I like to think that it was during Marcela's teenage years that she met Patricia 😂🥰, (although they have already commented that it wasn't during her adolescence? but anyway, I don't care) and I also have this image that Patricia had what Marcela didn't have: confidence during her adolescence, and she helped her with that. I can see Patricia putting Marcela's makeup on and the two of them laughing together, Marce saying things like: “I feel so ridiculous” or things like that and Patri saying "there's no reason for that", saying she's beautiful and other things. (Situations that I wish we had seen in screen 🥹, because you know, they have changed but they already had their cute moments and sides). I also see Beata doing this, but I believe she didn't have as much free time to spend with Marce.

Anyway, I loved reading your comments, you are awesome!!! And I would love to talk to you about everything related to YSBLF 🩷🩷🩷

Hi againnnn!🥰

Don't worry, it's okay! I see what you mean now, and you're right, I forgot about that canon detail!! I'm still writing my next "canon details" list so I'll definitely add that!! Marcela does mention that the day after she finds the letter!

Yessss, those are all little details that caught my attention! I love that they bring so much personality to these very alive characters!! And I'm glad you like my headcanons too🥰🥰🥰

Yes! I totally see what you mean. You can tell Daniel really does have a favorite sister, probably due to seeing how much it all hurt her. You can tell he has a very tender spot for her with all those candies and the way he straight up said multiple times that Marcela is the mot important thing in his life

We do see Marce was very antisocial! She doesn't like collection launches or going out, she says so herself, and we never see her with anyone else besides Patty as her friend so maybe she doesn't have many friends at all. We also know she's very good at her job so I totally agree that she was the kind to always study hard and focus on her goals. Regarding Beata, idk!! She is pretty mean. She trashtalks Betty behind her back... I think she's the kind who never ever would pass the opportunity to gossip! Like Bertha😆 but she isn't confrontational nor passive aggressive at all. She can definitely say rude things but it's mainly because of her lack of awareness lmao imo! I imagine her as being the type to inadvertedly create insecurities by mistake by saying tone deaf things like "omg girl!! I can give you the number of my surgeon so you can get the bypass and get your waist libe back!!" To someone who wasn't bothered by her weight till that moment lmaoooo she gives me those vibes, it's not ill intentioned but we know she isn't very socially aware

Patricia is definitely the type to hype her friend up! She actually does a few times in the show, although always making sure to remark that she is prettier than Marcela jajaja I love to think they also met during their teen years! Idk if it's ever mentioned un the show when they met, I can’t remember-- good thing I'm rewatching it again rn!😂😂

Awww I'm so glad you liked it!! I'd love to chat too, whenever you want you can send me a private message or an anon ask if you're more comfortable like that!🥰🫶

[frickinsleepdeprived]

This one's gonna be a bit outta left field - smash or pass with the Hashira + Demons (excluding the minors) and why XD only do this if you're comfortable!! No pressure!!

LMAO I am so comfortable with this weirdly enough let's fuckin gooooooooo-

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Rengoku: Everyone's favorite hashira.... of course I'd smash LMAO. I just think that he's just uber attractive for absolutely no reason, the pretty hashira if you will. But of course that's not the only reason why I'd smash, I mean look at the guy. He's got a heart of gold, always looking out for his little brother and even his dad (although canonically he is a scum of the earth) not to mention we're close in age. Regardless though, 10/10 would absolutely smash.

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Sanemi: This one's a little hard to define for myself, I guess it'd depend on the situation but ultimately I'd say its 50/50. He seems a little rough in personality, which isn't a bad thing at all but man if that translates into sex I think I'm okay with not smashing unless I'm genuinely in the mood 😅

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Gyomei: He's too wholesome and too giving, despite the fact that he's blind. And yes while I find the man attractive in both physical regards and personality, I'm gonna have to pass. I couldn't bring myself to I'm sorryyyyyyy

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Obanai: okay, he hates women, definitely likes Mitsuri more than any other girl, and just overall hates people. I can definitely say that we're both alike in those regards. Not to mention he's also rather attractive AND CLOSE TO MY AGE- I would smash, definitely would. We've got too much in common for me to not want to lol

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Shinobu: No, absolutely would pass. I'm not saying that smashing a girl is a bad thing at all bc homophobia isn't my thing. But man she's just... I can't justify it other than she's just out of my league man I would never have a chance 😭

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Mitsuri: we're close in age, not to mention she's one hell of a girl all in looks, personality, and on the battlefield. But at the same time her relationship trauma and marriage interview trauma would probably hold her back and I don't want to make the poor girl uncomfortable. Mitsuri, love ya, but I'm gonna have to pass for your sake

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Giyuu: I meeeeeeaaaaaaannnnnn 👀👀👀👀 LMAO I'M SORRY BUT HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MAN????? 1000% would SMASH. Okay okay, he's been through a lot of loss and is rather antisocial, fine by me I'm kinda the same way. But at the same time I feel like if there was an establishment of a connection, I'd definitely go for it. But overall, yes, I'd smash lol

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Tengen: I would absolutely smash, but not for the reasons you'd think. This is a guy I'd actually feel safe having sex with. The way he cares for his wives I'm sure he'd give to anyone he has a one night stand or committed relationship with. Like yes, the flashiness and riches are a major plus, like yes please spoil me rotten, but do it with the care that you show me. And he'd do exactly that, so yes, I'd no doubt SMASH-

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Yoriichi: Smash. One hundred percent. I don't know why but his calm demeanor is just so ATTRACTIVE WTF- also he seems like the type to be a closeted freak IM SORRY BUT IT HAD TO BE SAID- But all that aside the answer is yes I'd smash 😅

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Kokushibo: um???? Is that a question????? 100% would SMASH despite how rough it might be, and this is only because HAVE YOU SEEN THE PHYSIQUE ON THAT DEMON LIKE HOLY FUCK YES P L E A S E-

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Akaza: I would but at the same time I wouldn't? Idk how I really feel about a happy-go-lucky demon all up in my stuff BUT I feel like if that were to translate into sex he'd probably be a pretty passionate partner. So yes, my decision is final, 50/50 on this one.

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Douma: I mean I would smash, but definitely not that often. He seems like he'd be a pretty passionate lover, much like Akaza, but ik mans could snap me in half like a stick with a smile on his face (as any other demon would). But I'd still smash lol

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Muzan: Michael Jackson who?? LMAO okay okay but in all seriousness I would smash, but this is STRICTLY if I was a demon. And only because this is the king of demons we're talking about and honestly, would I really be able to handle all of that as a human? But then again humans aren't immune to desire and I'd probably still smash if I were human lol. So yes, the answer is that I'd definitely smash.

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I have never been so open and honest on the internet ever LMAO but I hope you guys enjoyed this! Let me know what you want to see next!

[cynicalmusings]

THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ABOUT THE ANTISOCIAL GREMLIN SCENE R OMG I CANNOT GET OVER HOW ENDEARING IT IS???

I am so so so soft for Cyno I just want to hug him and hold him close and tell him not to scare me like this again and convince him that he is very, very loved 🥺😭

Glad to have put a smile on your face!

I obviously have a lot more on my mind from the archon quest, both related and not related to Cyno, so expect to see me in your asks a lot in the coming days hahah

i also decided to make the fic I originally wrote for you a series/trilogy so let me know if that interests you 👀

I have officially joined Tighnari fan club i plan to triple crown him and Cyno I love them both so much.

I agree about their dynamic. I'm not much of a shipper but I will stand by how much they care about and deeply trust each other - i see them more as brothers but I can understand people shipping them.

I HOPE IT'S OKAY FOR ME TO SPAM YOUR ASK INBOX WITH ESSAYS I'M SORRY I HAVE TOO MUCH TO SAY

also Rahman talking about Kasala??? Wasn't that his indirect way of appreciating what Cyno was doing for the desert people without embarrassing him?

- Yukiii 💜

i look forward to the essay spams— and do feel free to talk about non-cyno related things, too, because there is a lot to unpack with this quest.

i want to hug him, too… aaah…

i would be very much interested in reading the continuations of that fic! feel free to tag me when you post them.

that last point has got my brain gears turning… if it’s true, then that’s so sweet…

[1d1195]

sam you are the sweetest person in the world actually, thank you so much🫶

STEAL MY GIRL MUSIC VIDEO IS SUCH A NICHE THING I FEEL LIKE ITS ALMOST AN INSIDE JOKE it’s sooooo funny every time i watch it i’m just laughing SO REAL WITH LOUIS AND THE CHIMP i remember watching it for the first time and seeing harry in the fucking trench coat and genuinely getting worried like “hmmm it’s too hot for that, hope he’s okay😕” BABHSHAHAHAHAHA zayn and the sumo wrestlers ALWAYS gets me

IM ACTUALLY LAUGHING SOOOO HARD AT THE "SAMANTHA -🎶" YOU GET ME😭😭 i think i read all dolcezza like the same week you posted the last part, and it’s a good thing i did cause ooooo girl….😮‍💨😮‍💨you woulda drove me crazy

I THINK I SAID THIS ONCE BUT IM NOT SURE AND IF I DID IT WAS A LONG TIME AGO BUTTTT THE SERIES THAT BROUGHT ME TO YOUR PAGE WAS ACTUALLY MADE TO BE🥹🥹🥹🥹 and i came from PART 1 !!!!! (ironic considering my aversion to waiting lol) i tuned in every week to read the new part and back then you were updating on sundays and i stg i would get soooo giddy (i was in SHAMBLESSS between chapters having to wait a week😭) and yea…after that series ive been stuck here like a leech LMAO

on the topic of waiting on chapters i started traditional like right after you’d posted the second to last chapter and O.M.G. AHAHAHAH ITS SO FUNNY LOOKING BACK BUT I WAS ACTUALLY GLUEDDD TO MY PHONE👀👀 WAITING FOR THE NEXT PART CAUSE THEY HAD GOT IN THAT FIGHT AND I WAS SOOO HOOKED and then i woke up one morning and it was out, guess how i spent my breakfast & coffee time😭

i’m just rambling at this point BUT YES !!! YOU NEED TO KNOW HOW APPRECIATED YOU ARE !!! i remember back then i wasn’t doing the best and lots of things were changing but i always looked forward to reading the newest chapter. i read in one of your recent asks about how you decide what you write based on engagement (which makes total sense) but you feel like you get a lot of non-interacting readers. this is true and it really sucks but i guess it’s the reality of posting on a website like this. however, i will gladly take the time to say what they won’t and AHHHH SAM YOURE AN AMAZING WRITER I LOVE YOU THANK YOU FOR FEEDING US YOU MATTER SOOOO MUCH MORE THAN YOU KNOW 💕💕💕💕💘💘💘💘💘💝💝💝💝💝💖💖💖💖💖💖💗💗💗💗💗💗

i cried while finished “Love & Other Words” 😪omg i didn’t see that coming but it was SOOOO. GOOD. like….i sat and stared at the book with a small smile after i finished it kind of good. i will DEF been rereading that I LOVE THEM😭😭 THAT SCENE WHERE HE SAID “I’ll take anything you give me. Is that pathetic?” I SCREAMED they’re so precious and i looooveddd the way it was written!!! i just sped through it and i love when books feel like that

it has also been storming here, like so bad the electricity went out a few weeks ago and if u go out when it’s sunny you will melt. not a fan of summer right now🙄 SO happy to hear you’re feeling more relaxed, hopefully that stays till at least the end of summer. pasta is yummy !! i like my pasta dishes w a lotttttaaaa cheese :)) ive been boring too, dw. just a lotta reading on my end cause i am notttt in the mood to talk to anyone lately, vry antisocial (i also started my period last night ??? maybe that why lmfao😭)

sorry for this behemoth of an ask, thank you for chatting HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY LOVE YOU <33333333

~🎶

I DREAM about Harry in that trench coat. A fashion icon. I love him so much in that (and everything). I totally forgot all about the sumo wrestler piece of it I was so focused on the chimp and Louis. Louis' smile in that is my FAVORITE thing in the world. It was SO pure.

hehehehehe well, I'm happy to report that Part II of Most will be up tomorrow afternoon. She's longer than I thought I could do but here we are. After writing it, I think Part 1 and Part 2 would be a good read. I don't think it will drive you crazy the way Dolcezza would have drove you crazy.

OMG. I apologize if you DID say it, but I feel like this is new information to me. I'm so so sorry if I forgot. BUT STILL. I haven't thought about Made to Be in a REALLY long time 😭 I loved it for so long after I finished writing it. It was a huge part of my life. You've been here for a while, that's so cute and nice to hear 💕 I'm so glad you liked it

You are so so sweet. I am so grateful for you compliments.

IS THAT PATHETIC made me want to SCREAM too. I love Elliot so goddamn much I could CRY. He is my ideal man. My new story is Love & Other Words coded for sure 🙈 I didn't mean for it to happen but then I think I told you I got it back from letting my sister borrow it and I couldn't stop rereading the whole "I'm pathetic part" like OMG I'm 😭😭 so distraught about it STILL. Everything about that book is perfect.

I am summer's least favorite fan. The heat makes me so sticky and gross feeling. Also, I don't look good in summer clothes (or I feel gross about myself, whatever) ANYWAY. I love a good antisocial mood tbh. I feel so obligated to be on and around everyone all the time. And what's worse is I let myself be available. I JUST started getting better at not checking my work email outside of work hours. My sister and mom need me LITERALLY all the time. My bf and I are home at the same time so I just never get a MINUTE to myself. I have to like hide in my own apartment to get any alone time. So yeah. I can't get my brain to shut off lately to read but I've been doing some hard work on the writing here so I'm hoping that will help--also been doing a GREAT job binging TV. I think I just want to keep reading romance stuff and not all the like "interesting" books I've bought and haven't read 😭 It's the only way I'm going to get through this bookshelf of mine 😂

I love the chatting and the long asks so no need to apologize or thank me. I hope you have a fantastic Monday! LOVE YOU SO MUCH 💕

xoxo

[imsorrywhatsalifeagain]

Woah I actually post some thing for once?? Thank you @you-can-be-what-you-want-to-be for tagging me ;0;; so honored :3 (also bear with me I'm tired from a con so I'm probably misinterpreting the questions but who cares, that tell you more about me I guess)

Tag game

Tag game: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better.

Last song: I think it was L's theme B uhhh it was for a panel I swear

Currently watching: I don't even remember I've been on a death note binge, I think it was sailor moon?

Three ships: okay ngl I don't really know what this question is asking me so I'm just going to list out the current 3 I like (which I think is the question to begin with??) YooHanKim, Lawlight, and Wangxian (also shiguang and Taibani they all mean a lot to me I can't choose ;0;;

Favorite color: I like orange, blue and green a lot, but generally any color that is in a sunset/pastel is my favorite,, just not too much of it. The color is easy on my eyes but I'll go crazy if everything was pastel

Currently consuming: xXXL beef and cheese stick except I'm only eating the beef part because I don't like cheese. Scavenging for a protein to eat with my sticky rice though. (not the beef stick, that is wrong)

First ship: I don't know if this is asking about first ever ship or your favorite (Probably the former). My first ever ship in a fandom was Rinharu from Free! (I shipped lawlight without watching the anime until like 2 years ago) my favorite ship rn is YHK

Relationship status: I'm gay aro ace and poly with 3 partners. Which is very hard to explain to people because I'm queerplatonic with all my partners and my labels probably contradict each other. Do I care? No, I don't. But they're all very nice and we all lowkey act the same so *shrugs* :3

Last Movie: I think it was Death note: light up the NEW world. I didn't finish it but it was for research purposes I swear, or else I would have watched something else 😭

Currently working on: it was a death note panel but NOW I'm working on preparing to go to class tomorrow (I'm not doing anything)

Tagging

I don't think I actually have many mutuals I talk to tbh so uhh just

@squishmallowo @imnoturcatgirlwaifu @foxboy-light-yagami @smol-grey-tea and @luicremdo you don't have to do it if you don't want to >_<

One day I'll be less antisocial with new people but that day hasn't come yet so.... ;0;;

[spicedwatermel0n]

Uugjhjhh since this has happened a few times now. Please don't DM me randomly unless it's for a reason. Like if you wanna talk about KND with me that's okay but please specify that in the first message you send... I'm not a social person so if you just randomly DM me talking to me like we're friends (if we've never spoken before) I get anxiety attacks 😭 I thought it was common sense not to DM random artists like you're friends and I try to give some of the people who DM me randomly some leeway and let them know after they've made it clear they're just DMing to DM that I'm antisocial and don't like this small talk conversation that came out of nowhere but most of the time the response indicates that the person doesn't care

I love it when you guys respond enthusiastically to my art or my stories on Instagram (although it rarely happens) but coming into my DMs wth no base subject just. Sets me off... I seriously don't mean to be rude but the next time anyone DMs me and their first message doesn't include what they've come to talk about (just a fixation rant, commission talk, asking for permission on something, etc) I'm not gonna respond. I'm not okay with letting myself have an anxiety attack because someone is trying to small talk me out of nowhere

[ghostboyjules]

aquarius and sagittarius (my sun and rising signs ehehehe)

hiii Seiya, thank you for the ask!! 🩵🩵🥰

aquarius ⇢ do you consider yourself an antisocial or social person?

hmmm difficult questiiooonn 😭 this really depends on the situation. I think more often than not I'd say Social, or at least I'd like to be. but I can hit some pretty antisocial stints for sure.

sagittarius ⇢ what places would you like to travel in the future?

omggg okay so. Europe. specifically Ireland, Scotland, Austria, Germany.. Hell, I guess pretty much everywhere on that continent 😭 Canada, but only like the far eastern side, and then the west side. Definitely also the Netherlands.. and Sweden, Norway, Iceland and Finland... add Denmark don't wanna leave them out.. Japan! God i wanna travel so goddamn bad but I'm POOR!! ugh. 💀

(aqua suns, let's goooo -high five-)

astrology asks✨

[fulcrumstardust]

okay but 10 Things I Hate About You reblcaptain au, thoughts?

YES IT WOULD BE BOMB! I think it's no mystery that every writer around has a tendency to imagine AU for every content they consume, and I am no exception to the rule anon. So, my preferred version: Jyn as Patrick, the rebellious bad girl with a mysterious past Cassian as Kat, the antisocial anticomformist bitch Leia as Bianca, the popular well-loved (step?) sister Han as Cameron, the himbo in love I think the genderswap kinda breaks the dynamic of the sister duo and family rules, but we can figure out another reason why Han is (indirectly) paying Jyn to date Cassian I'm sure, maybe it's a chaperoning thing. Anyway can you imagine that iconic scene in the biology lab with Jyn playing with the flame and serving resting bitch face???

"Cassian likes pretty girls" "You're saying I'm not pretty??? *murderous eyes*"

Drunk Cassian dancing on table? Grumpy Jyn to herself "he mad because I didn't kiss him, that dickhead", Bodhi "you should apologize", Jyn "I should what?" Of course she would pick the most obnoxious method to do so, I don't know if she's a good singer, would she do that or find another way?

Helping her escape detention? The paintball scene??? CASSIAN WRITING A FREAKING POEM. (ALSO ALSO CASSIAN PLAYING GUITAR AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!1!1!1!)

Look. Look anon, I don't like what you're doing to me. Now I'm gonna obsess over it once again. And it's too bad because I'm writing another teen AU, please I have only one brain cell 😭

/jk I love talking about AUs. <3 Tell me what you think!