#aaaand know what im making a new tag

[cappydoodle]

rereading my own fic and yeah I'm a comedic genius I think

[diamondstripe1]

Ways To Be The >:3 Thing Personified

okayokay i LOVE those aesthetic pink posts, the ones with the "tips for being an angel/princess/whatever", the ones with the life improvement stuff,,, but also like. they're all so calm. where's the chaos. the rabidness of femininity. we need it. i need it

SO i decided to make my own!! as of now im calling this 'chaotic pink tips', but if you have a better name please share sjjsjd

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-incorporate some cryptid ass things into your outfit. the one with the frilly white skirt and tank top? wear a necklace of teeth with it. those stockings looking a bit too plain? splatter some fake blood. got a duplicate of a long skirt you ordered? rip it up, see what you can do with it. bonus points if your outfit's a bit vintage-ish, though that's not a requirement!! ^^

-you know those plushies with two heads and a bunch of eyes? learn to make those. i haven't done this yet, but it looks really fun!! OR if you don't wanna make a whole new plushie and have some money to spare, go on etsy and support some plushie artists. :D

-incorporate it into your personality. really LEARN what it means to be a batshit insane doll. still be a sweetheart- be sickly sweet, even- if you ain't nice, you're not >:3, you're just >:). but have that unnerviness about you that just sorta draws people in. are you interested in various torture methods? learn those, and share them to anyone who's interested!! found something funky on the side of the road? collect it, incorporate it into your life!! of course, do whatever makes you happy- those are just examples <3 oh also, swear when people least expect it, that shit's hilarious ueueu

-scrolling through various pink tips, i noticed quite a few of them include poetry- read poetry, write poetry, share it with the moon... SO how about we put our own spin on that? do all that, but with horror!! specifically, horror with overly cutesy characters. be as creative as you want with the characters, the storyline, whatever. if we're going with the whole "share it with the moon" thing, well, do it!! it's gonna send a shiver down its cold spine. >:D

-create a nest. get a bunch of floral blankets, satin pillows, various plushies, and whatever cozy thing you can think of, and just sort of mix it however would be most comfortable for you. go against the whole 'neat bed' thing- it's called a nest for a reason!!

-indulge yourself!! sometimes, self care doesn't feel like face masks and picture-perfect diets and walks at the ass crack of dawn. sometimes, self care feels like aggressive snoozing in silk pajamas with a chili dog stain, and waking up twelve hours later to rummage through an ice cream tub. and there's no shame!! live your life in the way that's most comfortable to you. ^^

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AAAAND that's all i got jsjsjdj if you have any, feel free to tag me!! <3

[cl0wntwn]

I HAVE BEEN INSPIRED TO TALK ABOUT MY CATHAL INTERP

ok hi wow i'm posting something that isn't what i usually do but i want to share because. idk i'm autistic abt cathal and my personal interp could be taken as a mischaracterization(?) of the character so i want to ramble. it's a mix of projections, my interpretations of things cathal says/does, and headcanons. this is just gonna be a glorified bulletpoint list with little to no organization im so sorry. this obviously be inspired by this post cause i love it so much i'm rotating it in my mind please go check it out. this whole ramble was supposed to go into the tags of that post but i think i can organize it better in a text post. i can also share it easier. but please go read that post if u haven't :D

first things first, cathal is depressed.

ain't that a shocker? he's been depressed for a while, but it never really got to "i don't want to do anything ever" until he was hired at C.O.G.S. inc., and even then it's not really the main reason. it does make it hard for him to do things that he's asked of. he's not incapable of doing things though, unless he's like. super unmotivated or sad.

cathal is a papa's boy.

he loves his dad. ever since he was a kid, he's loved his dad. he appreciates the patience he has with him, he appreciates that his dad is willing to take hit for him not doing his work, his dad is first and foremost in his mind. his dad comes before his own wellbeing. which goes into my next point well...

seeing his dad being destroyed every day hurts cathal bad.

it is the main reason he hates working at C.O.G.S. inc.. yeah, the work sucks, it leaves him drained most of the time (which i will hit later), but the fact that he has to watch his own father basically fall to his death every day makes it all so much worse. not to mention he has a clear view of it from his office.

how does cathal cope with this stuff?

by distracting himself. and not doing his work at all. the work he has to do already drains him and what little energy his depression gives him, but i don't think seeing your dad dying every day helps with motivation. he distracts himself by watching tv and ignoring what he needs to do.

this is not to say that he is unaware of the work he has to do, he knows all the work he puts off piles up on him. but piles of work doesn't seem like the most easy thing to do... so he just keeps putting it off and putting it off, and his dad lets him get away with it by making excuses for him. it stresses him out, which makes him not want to do it more, and the cycle continues...

also believe it or not, cathal actually thinks about the future and is very stressed about it.

he knows that when his dad either retires or... can't work anymore, cathal's going to be the new department lead. and because he has literally no experience working where he is now. he's scared he's gonna get thrown into work he doesn't know how to do or doesn't want to do.

so why did cathal apply at C.O.G.S. inc. in the first place?

short answer, he wanted to make his dad proud and didn't process the gravity of applying to C.O.G.S. inc.. he didn't think it would take so much effort and energy to work a full time job. but now that he's been in it for a while, he's afraid to quit. he doesn't want to upset his dad or make the lack of work he's done worse by throwing it on others.

aaaand that's all i can think of. if i can think of anything else i'll edit this post and reblog it or smth. thank u for reading <3

[truncatedgrip]

new info post let's gooooo~

sup, you can call me Byrd, TG, Grip, or any of the other names on my pronouns page o/

im autistic, i have adhd, im nonbinary, im ace, im an adult, im dutch, and im white

read my description for a good time and be wowed by the fact that i have hit the character limit of tumblr descriptions! my blog title is not a lie, the bee movie script really is just part of it all. i actually got cut off partway thru modern major general, sadge

i tend to reblog things without tagging them, pls hmu if you need something tagged for your blocklist and i will try my best to heed that o7 (and if i forget to, just remind me)

i'll also sometimes reblog sex jokes and innuendos and the like, and i tag them with nfsk, nfst, nsfw-ish, implied nsfw, or nsfw depending on the level. i'm not too good at judging these things tho, bc to me sex is one big joke i barely understand, so just hmu with an ask or dm if i missed or mislabelled something (^^ゞ

if i do something to make you uncomfortable, please also let me know! i guarantee it was out of ignorance, not malice. me being white, i'm still unlearning racism every day, so if you see me rb something racist that especially is important for me to know. same goes for anything bigoted or ableist, mostly bc i'm not always fully aware of the implications of what i rb. i dont support terf bullshit and the like, so if i rb something along those lines i really appreciate anyone letting me know ♡

aaaand that's it! feel free to dm me or send an ask (tho be warned i dont check my ask inbox nearly as often as i should) for whatever reason, even just to say hi :>

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Love Isn’t Always On Time Part Twenty Eight

Previous Part | Next Part | Masterlist Notes: Not beta-read I just wanna throw a thank you out there for all of the likes, the reblogs and the tags. You guys keep me going aaaand yeah. Thank you! Warnings: Uuuuuh none Summary: 

  “We have...No leads, no direction. But we do have one brainwashed, paranoid super-assassin on the run.” 

“We have...No leads, no direction. But we do have one brainwashed, paranoid super-assassin on the run.” “And me,” Piped up an indignant voice from behind us. “And Sam,” I turned my head, smiling at him, “We have Sam.” “Where do we start?” Sam asked, standing from his table and rounding to the table. We were waiting for Natasha to arrive, still. After her veritable mic drop in front of Congress, she’d been particularly careful about being out in public. Even I had started being extra careful; the files that she’d uploaded to the internet included my trip to the past, my testimony and file.

Steve set a mug of coffee down beside my laptop before sitting down. I watched him settle  out of the corner of my eye. He’d only been out of the hospital for three days (but then, despite the internal bleeding and broken bones, he’d only taken two to heal. Fricking super-soldier healing). “Natasha did give us that file on Bucky. She also released hundreds of S.H.I.E.L.D. and HYDRA files. There’s got to be more about it in there,” I said, looking up at Sam, “I recommend we start deep-diving with Project Insight, and the agents surrounding it. See if there are any still alive, interview them, see what we can get.” “You’ll need to get your passports in order.” I jumped at the sound of Natasha’s voice, and she laughed. “I hate it when you sneak up on me,” I mumbled. “Maybe now would be the time to re-sharpen those skills that got you through the 40′s,” She commented, pulling up a chair. Sam’s eyes darted to me, questioning, and I waved him off with a mutter of, “Long story.” “I got through to him,” Steve said, “Bucky knew me, I saw it when I told him that I was with him ‘til the end of the line.” “He’s got my locket now, so he’ll get to know your face...You know, when it’s not beaten to a pulp. And maybe he’ll come to recognize himself as he used to be,” I said. "I can help with the file deep-dive,” Sam offered. “I’ll reach out to some people in the old neighborhood, ask them to keep an eye out for Bucky,” Steve said, standing and pulling his phone out. “I can reach out to my network, see what we can preemptively chase down,” Natasha offered, “And I already spoke to Stark, he’s offered to provide us a jet.” “Love that you guys have friends with jets just lying around,” Sam mumbled, lifting his coffee up to his lips. “We need to be ready to chase any lead. That means packing up everything, getting rid of anything you don’t absolutely need. We need to be ready to go at a moment’s notice,” Steve said, looking between the three of us, “We’ll aim to have that done by the end of the week?”

Once we all agreed, he left to make his call. “I need to catch up with Fury before he leaves,”  Natasha stood, “Wilson, if you come with me, you can collect your wings from the mechanics.” “I’ll grab my jacket,” Sam followed Nat, patting my arm as he passed. I got up, grabbing my mug from the table. Steve was still on his call, and I leaned against the porch railing, waiting. “Dot said she’ll keep an eye out. She said she’s got a telescope that uses to spy on the neighbors,” Steve reported. I snorted, shaking my head a little bit. “She’s such a perv.” “...How’d Buck look when you saw him?” Steve asked. I shrugged. “Nervous. Deer-in-the-headlights-like. I felt him waiting for Hill and them to come and get us.” I straightened up, wincing a little. “How’re your ribs?” Steve asked, stepping closer. I shrugged. “Range of motion is improving. Doctor said I should be better in a couple of weeks.” Steve hummed, sitting on the porch swing. He reached out, gingerly tugging me a little closer before he leaned up, pressing a tender kiss to my clothed side. “Stevie,” I mumbled, lightly pushing at his head. He lifted his head, smiling and murmuring, “Babydoll.” I cupped his cheek, rubbing my thumb over his cheekbone. “I need to go back to New York and get my things together.” “I know. When are you going?” “Tomorrow morning. And I do need you to promise not to get in trouble and mean it this time.” “I mean it every time, things just...Don’t always go as planned,” Steve said. I ‘hmph’d, sliding my hand up to his hair. “Is there anything you want me to grab you from Brooklyn?” I asked. Steve shook his head. “I’m sure Stark’ll load you down with enough ‘helpful tech’.” “Come on, don’t take that tone. You know he is doing it to try and help us, and he doesn’t need to.” Steve hummed in agreement. “...He may not wanna be found,” I said quietly, “They’ve been abusing him for god knows how long. He may fear us, think we’re  after him to do the same.” “So we find him, talk him down,” Steve said firmly, “Remind him who he is, who we are to him. Bring him home.” Tag List: @gloryevans @redryderdesigns @winter-scolder @aactuaaltraash @secretagentben @staplerrrr @elliee1497 @adayinmymeadow  @allonszassbutt @mannls @witch-of-letters  @niallssweetheart22 @uneniffler  @rinthehufflepuff @panic-angel3314  @firstangeldragonranch @kaetastic @mcuwillbethedeathofme @skeletoresinthebasement @i-dont-know-what-im-doing-yay @kkaos15 @iamnotoverlyfondofwhatfollows  @bassclarinety @tomshelbystits @rvgrsbrns @marvelmenarebeautiful @tenaciousperfectionunknown @intricate-melody​

[mayapenelopeclutterbucket]

*SPOILERS* for TGD 3x12 “Mutations” aka this is me typing from the dead because this episode gave me more then one heart attack 😭🙏🏼

Also I’m sorry this post got so long I’m just so excited/happy Jesus Christ like wow just wow

So I wasn’t initially going to watch this live because I have work at 5 in the morning 🙃 and because I wouldn’t be able to pause it while my hands try to keep up with my thoughts but it’s been so long since I’ve been able to do it and I missed it despite my hatred of commercials lol so wish me luck!

Also I’m very very excited for the melendaire content we’re getting tonight since they’re working together again and I’m freakin hoping at this prom they throw Melendez either does a double take at how nice Claire looks OOOOR we get him asking her dance 😭 just SOMETHING PLZZZ

I haven’t even started the ep yet and already can’t wait to see some of the moments in hd tomorrow once it comes on Hulu 😂

I can’t believe shaun is really gonna move out like I get where Carly is coming from but shaun is allowed to have female friends and after some theories from the last ep I’m worried shaun only told Carly he loved her so she wouldn’t leave him like “everyone else”

Aww adorable these two are so cute and Claire thinks they’re adorable as well and imma sue abc if one half of that couple dies or even worse BOTH

Melendaire group chat finally popping again 😭 although I don’t text back until break I love y’all tho 💕💕

So secret checkups with glassy and Morgan 👀 when are ppl gonna find out about her arthritis for the drama~~

Oh my god since when does Melendez go in there for MRIs it’s so just to see Claire oh my god Melendez being in love with Claire and her usual compassion

Omg cuties joking about Claire going to therapy and it working well and talking about love and being happy

Like why else have them interact like that omfgggg I can’t not even five minutes in and we were already getting melendaire content 😭 THEYRE SOULMATES

God damn it I knew it something was gonna happen to the girl since the guy is a okay

Well damn that medication Morgan is on for her arthritis is FUCKING her up smh 🤦🏻‍♀️

Aww all she wanted was one prom but we know Claire will make it happen for her

Aww them talking about prom and Melendez wanting Claire’s answer and her talking about her mom so freely and then going to see glassy together THE MELENDAIRE MOMENTS KEEP COMING 🙏🏼

The fact the writers were just like fuck park lmao he doesn’t even need to be in this scene with Melendez & Claire or instead of Claire 😂

I’m surprised Carly didn’t say anything about lea knowing their business again

Lmaoo Andrews calling Morgan out about sucking up and her owning it

Claire you are not sorry for overstepping don’t lie lol

Sharly working together professionally how adorable

Park is so annoying I’m v done with him he has no soul IM TIRED OF IT

I have missed Claire being pushy to help her patients

I’m glad Carly’s smarts and her being badass scenes are being extended past the lab

Oof Melendez being supportive of his boo and unsurprised of Claire wanting to make their patient happy (BECAUSE HE LOVES HER FOR IT AND IS GRATEFUL HE GETS TO WORK WITH HER REMEMBER) and wanting her to find a way around the mom 😭😭

God I love these two

Oof trouble with sharly has risen

Awww Carly and shaun getting each other and their ideas and finishing each other’s sentences l*mlendez could NEVER but melendaire could 😂 sorry cheap shot I know ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Glassy is gonna out Morgan on her arthritis soon I feel it

Wow a shaire moment when was the last time they shared a fucking scene like they’re supposed to be besties wtf happened writers?!!? Aaaand it’s over in like a minute

😭😭 Claire is such an angel she’s the freakin BEST

Carly using science to explain how she feels to shaun cute

Oh my god no you can’t use an Ed sheeran song with cancer patients 😭😭 that makes it 20x sadder

Melendez and Claire are totally staring at each other in awe omg

Omg Claire Melendez are chaperones park no where to be found y’all know what that MEANS and they’re the only other people there they better fucking dance together omg I can’t he just said Claire looked to be feeling idiotic happiness 😭

AND HOLY FUCKING SHIT I WAS RIGHT I FROZE AND COULDNT BREATHE BUT MELENDEZ REALLY DID ASK CLAIRE TO DANCE AND THEY DID HOLY SHIT I CANNOT BELIEVE WE GOT THAT MELENDAIRE MOMENT I’VE BEEN DYING AND WAITING FOR SINCE I SAW THE BTS SCENE OF CLAIRE IN THAT OUTFIT AND FOUND OUT THIS EP WAS GONNA BE A PROM EP I had to type all that after the moment ended so I could really experience it since I can’t pause OR rewind but I was yelling oh my god so much my sister had to ask if I was okay 😂😭 I had a heart attack when he asked her if she wanted to dance ngl

Claire being inspirational and giving good speeches again I love her so much and am so glad she’s doing better

Carly you better not have changed your MEDICAL opinion because you wanted it to align with Shaun’s 🙄

Wow glassy you really had no other ideas nor could you jump in I hate him

The melendaire exchanging looks scenes are back in action

Wow that Carly and shaun moment was super adorable him calling her idea perfect and brilliant and her being brilliant and almost perfect 😭

Man they really said fuck park this ep huh he isn’t with Claire and Melendez again

But boy shit no she died 😩😩

Wtf why can’t Claire and her patients ever catch a BREAK like leave Claire ALONE and omg does Claire being heartbroken again mean we get another Melendez comforting Claire scene?! Becaus the way he stared after her after she ran off 👀👀 oof is NOT platonic lol

Aww sharly held hands to comfort and support each other

Holy shit I was right suck it katie @pinkobsessedfreak (I’m just kidding I love you 😂💕💕) for bringing the group chat down and shutting my theory down

BECAUSE GUESS WHAT WE SERIOUSLY GOT MELENDEZ GOING AFER CLAIRE WITH ANOTHER STAIRS AND BALCONY SCENE AND HIM COMFORTING HER AND MAKING HER FACE HER FEELINGS AND TELLING HER ITS OKAY TO BE ANGRY AT HER MOM (I was robbed of a hug but it’s okay I got everything else I fucking needed tonight) and now he has an idea for with something that makes him feel better

That fake out 😂😂

Wow oh wow this ep really was chock full of melendaire moments NOW THEYRE BONDING BY MELENDEZ AND CLAIRE RUNNING TOGTHER AND HIM HELPING WITH HER GRIEF AND AND EMOTIONS AND TEASING EACH OTHER OH MY GOOOOOD IVE DIED AND COME BACK TO LIFE SO MANY TIMES THIS EP SO IM SORRY IF THIS POST IS SO LONG

don’t y’all love how lim was in this epcand yet we didn’t get a SINGLE l*’mlendez ep because I sure af do!!! Also park who?? Lmao he was hardly in this ep even tho he working the same patient with Melendez and Claire they really shoved him out to make these endless melendaire moments happen

SLOW BURN BABY WE BACK IN FUCKING BUSINESS

Also in other news shaun lost his v card and it looks like we’ll get some more Morgan angst with her mom possibly dying or some shit like that like man these writers really don’t want any of the residents and doctors to have good parents or alive ones for that matter lmao

Also some breznick moments which will be cute

YALL IM STILL SO EXCITED FROM TONIGHT LIKE OMG THIS SHOW THIS SHIP GETS ME EVERY TIME I CANT WAIT TO GIF IT TOMORROW 😭😭 like I can’t get over it I’m in SHOCK still

We’ve really gotten Melendez comforting Claire not once not twice BUT THREE TIMES this season. This really is our season and people try to say Melendez treats all his residents like he does Claire or that he has done the same for others before YEAH FUCKING RIGHT

Okay I’m done I think freaking out at least on this post freak out about it in the comments with me tho or my ask or by reblogging just be happy with me okay 😂

P.S. check out my melendaire gifset that’s not showing up in the tags 🙃

[arrogantboyandtheprettyface]

Was tagged by @misquideadghost 🖤 🐣sry im slow

Rules: tag 10 people you want to know better.

Relationship Status:

very much taken by @misquideadghost 🖤🖤

Favorite Color:

black and red(likebloodrawruwu)

Three Favorite Foods:

vegetarian pizza, burgers etc, quornnoodlewok, i dont know, anything nice that she likes too so we can eat together and much cheese for myfatass and beer

Song Stuck in My Head:

nothing atm weird

Last Song I Listened to:

rn We're All To Blame - Sum41

Last Thing I Googled:

how to install graphics card

Time:

18:26

Dream Trip:

"LONDON! , Neon museum Tim Burton’s Art Exhibition in Las Vegas! aaaand Halloween Town in Oregon! Also Paris and Japan! "

All those places with her so that theres time and money to do what you like without hurry. Also Greek and Italy maybe.

Anything I Really Want:

live with her and our cats in a nice apartment in the city and be able to afford it and a nice quality of living (afford to go eat at restaurants together and buy new stuff when needed etc..) and to go longer trips together sometimes. be a better person somehow, healthier, more productive and balanced or whatever, maybe be able to work at some nice place, be less stupid lol and make her happy (tattoos and a few years of gym instantly would be nice too) ..and maybe learn better english....

I’m tagging:

Everyone who sees this if havent done it already (if anyone ever sees thislöl)

[strifesolution]

tumblr fuckin’ deleted the ask asking about that au in last post for some reason, so im gonna paste what i was gonna respond with. Under the cut bc it got kinda long. ask 2 tag

(cracks knuckles) alright this should be fun So firstly disclaimer this is basically @x3phos’s au I’m helping with, so full credit to them for the ideas. also I’m gonna be really vaguely summarizing here hence some gaps in info and all that aaaanwyays, so basically yoglabs happens. lalnable breaks out, and the aftermath of clone labs leaves honeydew’s clone dead. xeph lost his lalna and the original honeydew awhile ago (not gettin into that) and desperately wants to try something new, because clones aren’t working. they come out with memory issues and related stuff that causes them to die/come back improperly. the thing he hasn’t tried yet is... the respawn system! which broke awhile ago. the thing is it’s not really..science? it’s a natural system on minecraftia that involves a lot of hypotheticals and theories and magic like qualities, and xeph knows it exists but is pretty clueless. and desperate. and the only person who had notes and some ideas on it was...lalnable, who’s been gone for awhile now. MEANWHILE, flux buddies happens! (yoglabs happens around the time s1 ends) and at the end of flux buddies 4 things...go differently. see, the nano clone the baddies made? she fails. her memory and body is fucked up and she dies a few hours/days later. lalnable isn’t that dedicated at first, and says they can just try again, but five’s reaction is...really bad. after the whole sister thing she’s very determined to get nano back and lalnable’s like. hm. prompting five to ask if there’s any other way, and lalnable remembering his notes on the respawn system. that are in yoglabs. along with the technology to test it. aaaand there’s a ton more details inbetween, but essentially lalnable and xephos make a deal to put aside their shit for awhile to work together to try fixing the respawn system and getting honeydew and nano back. ft. five being part of The Crew. here’s some art for it!

first re-introduction ooo spooky

the baddies’ genius idea on how to get in ( they didn’t actually do this but it was pretty close) 

outfits! and the au name.

a vague hint towards lalnable and xeph’s backstory

and finally, some absolutely ridiculous bonus thing that happens off screen. see, xeph’s like ““well if this works we’re gonna need the other lalna, where did you jus put him?” and the baddies are like “uhhh we lost him lol”

and since they’re all busy researching and have no time to go find him, xeph calls up an old friend to go on a search hunt...

yeah.

ANDDD that’s a very basic idea of it! fun stuff. 

[shadedrose01]

Love Story

Ship: Parkner (Harley Keener/Peter Parker)

Summary: Peter bangs into Harley in the hallways.

Tags: Febufluff, Day four!, Love like in the movies, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Harley Keener is a Jock, Peter Parker is a nerd, together they form: a stereotypical movie trope, Peter Parker has Asthma, Its mentioned once or twice, but its there, Peter Parker is hard on himself, Anxious Peter Parker, Harley Keener has a crush, Confident Harley Keener, Pre-Relationship

Day four of Febufluff: "Love like in the movies."

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Peter pushes his glasses up further onto his nose as he races through the hallway, juggling a mountain of books in his arms. He feels his lungs start to squeeze, and a tickle beginning to form in the back of his throat but he swallows it down, focusing his attention on putting one foot in front of the other and not tripping, on making it to class on time, he has to make it on time, hes got a test, he cant be late, he-

He glances up for just a second, trying to squint at the clock on the wall to see what time it was, to make sure he would get to the classroom on time, it was only down the hallway, he could make it, he could, when he collides full force into someone, falling straight into his ass and dropping all of his books in the process, a loud, echoing bang resonating in the almost empty hallway.

"Oh shit!" A voice rings out above him as Peter groans wholeheartedly, eyes closed, rubbing at his tailbone with a wince. "Are you okay??"

He reopens his eyes, focusing on the person's shoes first 'at least the other person is okay, they'll still upright', his eyes trailing up their body before freezing when he reaches his face, his heart stopping.

Two azure eyes stare back at him, full of concern and a hint of warmth, of amusement, blond hair swept back carelessly yet perfectly, a cheeky grin on his face and yup that is definitely Harley Keener, Captain of the Football team, one of the smartest, most popular, and kindest people in the school knelt in front of him, looking at him, talking to him. 'What is happening?'

And he is gorgeous too, jesus. A softer jawline, angular, narrow features, two big dimples on each side of his smile, and freckles scattering his nose, god this isn't good. Peter's breathless, his lung not working for a whole other reason, his face is probably so red, he can feel it burning, he should probably look away, probably stop staring before it gets weird or awkward or-

"Uh, hello?" Harley's features are scrunched together now in confusion, his grin turning into a concerned half smile. "You didn't hit your head, did you? That was kind of a hard fall-"

"No, no!" Peter stammers, shaking himself out of his head. "Im- I'm okay, I just-" He looks away, sees his notes and books scattered around him just as the final bell chimes out loudly around them, making Peter flinch. "Shit! I- I got a test, I'm gonna be late, I-"

He starts gathering up his things closest to him messily, and he goes to reach for the things further away when his hand brushes against another, the skin soft, warm, calloused under his touch. Peter jerks his hand back like it burned him, wide eyes flickering up to Harley's calm ones, who is now holding a stack of books out to him with a gentle look. "Here."

Peter flushes even more, and grabs them quickly with a small "thank you", standing abruptly and starting to bolt away towards his class, wanting to be out of this awkward moment, this embarrassing situation as soon as physically possible when- "Wait!" Peter forces himself to halt, looking over his shoulder at the taller boy, who has his backpack slung over his shoulder, body relaxed and grin easy. "I'll see you around?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Peter nods shakily, mumbling out a small "cya" and waking awkwardly before booking it away again, shoulders hunched, head down but staring forward, already berating himself into the ground.

Peter had assumed that Harleys 'see you around' had just been a polite courtesy, a kind gesture that Harley gave everyone, nothing special. After all, what would a superstar athlete like Harley want with a nerd like Peter, who couldnt even do a lap in gym without falling into an asthma attack?

He never thought Harley would actually take him up on the offer, but the next day, when Peter was at his locker switching out his books for his next few classes, a body randomly appears beside him. "So, you're Peter, right?"

"Gah!" Peter flinches again, almost dropping his books out of shock before catching them at the last minute. He turns to face the boy, who now has a shit eating grin on his face and a twinkle of mirth in his eye. He's wearing a hat today, Peter notes, backwards, hair slicked back underneath it, and a big gray sweater with a big Midtown Tech Football logo on it.

"You're jumpy." Harley states like it's a fact, leaning against Peter's locker door with his arms crossed, looking way better than anyone has any right to, 'what the hell, why he is here, what in the what?'

Peter just blinks at him for a few seconds, before forcing out an anxious laugh, picking at the ends of his hoodie sleeves. "W-Well, I dont normally have people sneaking up on me."

That gets a laugh out of the older boy, the soft light and airy, and causing Peter's heart rate to speed up like crazy. "Yeah, fair enough. So, are you?" He raises an blond eyebrow, and Peter swallows, shuffling on his feet and nodding. "Peter... Parker, right? You're in a few of my classes. Calculus, Physics aaaand Chem."

Peter blinks at him again, eyes owlish. "You- you noticed?"

Harley just sends him another cheeky grin, making Peter swoon, and gives him and very obvious once over. "Of course, darlin'. How could I ignore the cutest person in the room?"

Peter chokes on his spit, coughing abruptly into his sleeve. 'What?!?' Harley Keener, the hottest person in the entire fricken school... thought he was cute? Him? Simple, boring, nobody Peter Parker? "...me?" He wheezes out, pressing a hand to his chest.

Harley makes a show of looking around, laughing lightly. "I didn't think I was hittin' on anyone else."

Peter sputters again, his face burning. "But- but why?"

Harley just raises an eyebrow at him. "Why what? Why am I hittin' on ya?" When Peter nods sheepishly, something deep and sad swirls in Harleys eyes. He shrugs nonchalantly when he answers, "Because you're cute, like I said. You're cute, and super fucking smart, like smarter than me smart and I'm pretty damn smart." He doesn't say it in a cocky, I'm better than everyone else kind of way, he just says it as if it's a fact. Because it is. Peter can see the faintest hint of a blush form on Harley's face, and he turns almost bashful as he continues, "You seem really kind, and sometimes I'll overhear conversations between you and your friends, and you seem really funny, and- I dont know, I just want to get to know you better." He shrugs again, but it's more jittery this time, more nervous.

Peter's heart can't handle this. He can't handle this. Harley really thinks all of this, and is acting all shy and cute and so so sweet, about him? Because of him? Wha- what does he even say?? How does he even react to this?? Peter's brain is malfunctioning, and he cant seem to do anything more than to ogle at the older boy, jaw dropped, face burning a bright red, watching as Harley starts to fidget more and more as the seconds pass.

Until finally, after about a half a minute or so of Peter's brain blue screening, Harley speaks back up, coughing awkwardly, a faint but noticable disappointment and embarassment in his tone. "I-I mean, its okay if you dont want to, or anything, I- this was probably super weird of me, I'm sorry-"

"No!" Peter blurts out, finally getting his shit back together in order to form a coherent response. "No, no, I-I do, I really- really do, I'm just- surprised."

"Why? Because I'm a jock?" The amount of bitterness in Harleys voice causes Peter to jerk back slightly, eyes widening and hands flailing out to defend himself.

"No! No, it has nothing to do with you, it's just- just- ugh-" Peter runs a hand through his hair, pulling at it slightly. "I'm... me. Puny, Penis Parker. I didn't- I didn't think anyone would want me. Especially not someone like you." He admits softly, eyes downcast, shoulders slumped. It was true, everything he said. He didn't think he'd ever catch someone's eye, with his old, bulky glasses, his constant sickness, his too thin frame. And yet...

Two fingers brush against the underside of his chin, tilting his head upwards gently until Peter's eyes connect with Harleys, soft and churning with a new found determination. "Well, I do. And I would like to take you out on a date, if that's okay with you."

Peter feels a steady smile growing on his face. "It is."

The confident grin is back, evidence of Harleys relief and ecstasy. "Good. Phone?" Harley holds out a hand and Peter scurries to grab the device out of his pocket, handing it to the older boy. He types for a second or two, before passing it back, and winking at Peter. "I'll text you the details later."

And then hes gone, just as fast as he came, strutting down the hallway with his shoulders square and head up, radiating confidence and glee. Peter chuckles breathlessly, staring after him with warmth, surprise, shock, but mostly happiness and hope swirling in his chest as he shuts his locker and heads to his next class, thoughts of his new date flowering in his mind.

[punkbirdwitch]

Sweet Mother Sappho

A longer poem about learning through history, self-discovery, etc. It’s a rough draft-- I’m not 100% satisfied with the storyline-- but, eh, here ya go.

---

Oh, Mother Sappho, though I’m not sure who you are,

I just found you in the trunk of my dad’s old beat-up car,

In a pile full of other stuff he used to want but doesn’t,

So I figured now would be the time to give myself a present.

I must admit that I’m not well-versed with verses,

Haven’t seen stanzas since Kwanzaa, and my rhymes could use work-- but!

Your face is on the cover and you look like you’re nice, so

I think I’ll come and read you-- only once or twice, I swear!--

And only when I’m curious about Aphrodite’s weaving,

Or carpenters and roofbeams or Gods who like deceiving!

I’d hate to be a bother with all of my incessant reading,

There’s just something ‘bout your passages I can’t help but find intriguing--

But maybe it’s just that my curiosity took

When I noticed finely scrawled within the tiny nook

Between the front cover and the page--

Faded some with age--

In graphite on the page, it reads, “Steph…

...

I hope you like the book.”

… My name’s Chris, by the way.

-

Oh, Mother Sappho, I know it’s only been one day,

But after our first meeting I can’t tear myself away!

And on top of that I realized that I’ve been a little flippant.

Dad always says that when I talk, my brain gets sorta distant.

My name is Chris, as I surely said before,

I’m 15 years old, born in the year Two Thousand and Four,

Which to you must seem like, I dunno, a billion years away--

If only you could see all of the stuff we have today!

My dad’s a docent-- uh, which means he works in a museum,

And I remind him he’s a nerd just about every time I see ‘im.

He takes folks ‘round to see the history, the time when you lived--

And money can be tight, so sometimes he works the graveyard shift.

I guess they save some headache by keeping the same guy

To glide across the floors by day and scrub ‘em by night.

But hey! I’m not complaining, and neither is he,

‘Cuz Empty Halls + Father/Son = Happy Memories.

I spent a lot of nights playing next to history,

Though how I (almost) never broke stuff still remains a mystery.

I played tag with the Huns, roshambo with Tommie Smith,

(A game I always won since he would always raise his fist).

My father told me tales from ancient times-- (Never quite PG)--

Then quizzed me on Mythology ‘til my mind was at its apogee!--

I’d hunt with Davy Crockett and paint with Vince van Gogh--

Might explain why a dead poet makes the second-best friend that I know. Ha!

But my favorite-- yes, the best-and-kindest figures of all

Were the warriors whispered about in the Women’s History Hall.

This was before they spread the female figures throughout the exhibits,

But in that hallway you could sense there was rebellious spirit.

Wollstonecraft and Curie, Shelley, Earhart and d’Arc,

I danced with Josie Baker, had some chats with Rosa Parks--

I fought entire wars with them as a tactician of sorts,

Then settled it with kindness, like you read about in books--

And it’s true that my childhood would have been less sleep-deprived

If I stayed at home while daddy made the money to survive,

But I’m a night owl through and through, a real child of Nyx-- (Still got it!)--

Which is why I’m sitting here with you at, like… 3:06.

… A.M. Yikes-- Mother Sappho! I’ve got to get to bed,

But thank you oh-so-kindly for the poetry I’ve read.

I hope that you don’t mind if this becomes a regular thing,

Like when I used to read soliloquies to Dr. Martin Luther King (‘s statue)--

God, with all that museum time, it’s weird I never met you.

But without further ado,

I’ll say good night to you.

… But Mother Sappho-- one thing keeps me awake,

A little shred of curiosity that I have yet to slake.

It pulls me in like the aroma from the master dish of a chef,

Oh, Mother Sappho…

… Who’s Steph?

-

-

Oh, Mother Sappho! Julie’s coming by tonight,

And whenever she comes over she just has to steal the spotlight!

Not that I mind-- I’m cool with being quiet at the table

While my childhood friend fills my open head with fables.

Our Hellish Elementary formed our crucible as friends,

And though it sucked, we only came out stronger in the end.

A nerdy girl, a “cissy” guy, playing sci-fi with dolls--

Didn’t really resonate within those tiny halls.

And of course I’d be remiss to not show her my new find--

I always try to have a new conversation topic each time

That she comes over-- Which she’s done quite regularly

Since she became my friend when no one else

Would hang out with me.

… But anyway-- She says she loves you, which is not a surprise,

It’s always been dead-dramatic ladies for whom she’s had eyes--

Not saying you’re dramatic, Sappho, I’m just trying to say,

That I’ve recently been wondering if you might’ve been gay?

I’m just saying! that’s the conclusion that I came to next

When the subtextual did floweth over into the text.

(O it makes my panicked heart go fluttering in my chest,

for the moment I catch sight of you there is no speech left

in me--) You see? You can’t blame me for thinking

That it was rainbow-colored nectar you and your friends were drinking.

 And while Julie’s father has a chat with my dad,

I tell my lifelong friend about the conversations we’ve had--

And I can’t help but hear our fathers talking in the afternoon air,

Two strong voices rising through wood and laughing as a pair…

Though what they talk about’s a mystery-- dad says it’s “Nothing much--”

It’s rare for friends to have their dads like each other this much,

Aaaand I just rhymed “much” with “much”-- I told you I’m rusty!

But I think I’m getting better, you’ll-- just have to… Trust me?

Ugh.

 -

-

-

 Oh, Mother Sappho, I’m addling my brain--

If I don’t find out who this “Steph” is, I might just go insane--

Short for Stephanie, I’m sure, but why is it in my father’s hands?

And why would he discard in the back of our sedan?

Is there some pain within my father’s past he’d rather I not know?

...

You know-- I never had a mother, Mother Sappho.

 -

-

-

-

 Oh, Mother Sappho.

Oh, Mother Sappho.

 I spoke with Julie today, Oh, Mother Sappho.

Sweet Mother Sappho.

I had something to say, “Oh--

“You know,” I said, “I think that I would like to be a girl,

Even if not for forever, I’d still give it a whirl.

I’m unversed in verses-- It’s hard

To explain in the wrong key

But I get the feeling that not everything

Is quite all right with me.”

And she turned to me and smiled and said “Silly-- you can be.”

 .

 Oh, Mother, Sappho.

Oh, Mother, Sappho.

I’m addling my brain.

There’s something here inside my heart that I just cannot contain.

It doesn’t feel right--

And yet

It doesn’t feel wrong.

It just feels like I’ve

Never quite

Belonged.

And now I’m not sure where I’m at or what to do.

Mother Sappho, I don’t know what to do.

Oh, Mother Sappho…

…

Sweet Mother Sappho…

 -

-

-

-

-

-

 (Oh, darling daughter, I hope you know that you are strong

And that as you sat there rambling, I was listening all along.

Please pardon my language-- I’m afraid I’ve not rehearsed.

In this meter, I’m afraid that I’m the one unversed.

 (You’re green and dainty, child-- what better thing to be?

And though your heart is violet, you’re as sturdy as the tree.

I hope you know I love you, no matter who you are,

For your soul is far more radiant than all the highest stars--

Now show them who you are--

My child, show them you are.

...

(And know

That you have nothing to fear.

You’ll know

When you understand how near you were

And are

To people just like you.

To people who love you.)

 -

 Oh, Mother Sappho, I hope you know you haven’t been misread,

And I think I found the meaning in that thing that you last said.

I realized what before I would not have believed in, ‘cuz--

“Steph” is short for Stephanie-- but is also short for “Stephen.”

 I think my dad and I might need to have a talk--

In the morning. It’s 2:04, and I’m still sort of in shock.

Maybe once I tell ‘im, I can help him get a date.

Ha! Maybe…

It’s late.

 Thank you, Mother Sappho, and just to set things straight-- (Which I guess I’m not, now, huh, Ms. Sapphic?)

You can still call me Chris-- it’s gender-neutral, yeah? It almost feels like fate.

Oh, Mother Sappho, I think that this feels right.

Thanks, and-- good night, Mother Sappho.

 -

(Good night.)

[biacrazy67]

Brawl Stars ask chain meme thing

(Yes I just copied the title from @brawl-stars HAHAHAH thx for tagging me fam uwu)

Username:

Bribrigadeiro (NOW DONT MAKE FUN OF ME I HAVE A GOOD REASON FOR THAT WEIRD AF NAME YOU GRINGOS)

Favorite brawler to play as:

mmmmmm currently Carl and Piper bc boomerang and yeeting w an umbrella (also doing hella damage from a safe distance ;3)

Least favorite brawler to play as:

unpopular opinion but COLT I CAN'T F AIM W HIM AAAAA (he still one of my fav characters tho ndjsndjs) aaaand Dynamike bc im never actually able to aim at someone so i just run :'3

Favorite brawler concept:

It has to be Tara. Even if I don't have her yet A FUCKIN TAROT READER THAT CAN CRUSH YOU W A PORTAL OMG also great death effect hehehehe (she needs a remodel but not a reshaping, you know what I mean, not actually changing her but like they did to Nita, make her a bit more smooth ☆)

Least favorite brawler concept:

I-I dont think I have one? Maybe old model Brock was one thing I didn't like when I found out about it bdidndjdndk

Trophy count:

I'm assuming max, so 4230 trophies

Favorite mode:

Gem grab and Bounty

Least favorite mode:

Siege cuz. Its scary. Too too scary. I'm just a little creacher (I only play Mortis on that one bc I can grab the screws faster)

Frequently play with:

@brawl-stars is such a great bs gamer jfc I just played once w them BUT I GOT A NEW ROBO RUMBLE RECORD YAY ☆ and I used to play w my bro but he's on college now so I mostly play w randoms (I also played with Mood from @ask-the--starbrawlers once and their skills are great too uwu not gonna tag em bc it's their ask blog but also their most popular too so hh)

I wanna tag @itskevin247 and @meanwhileinthewest dndjsnsjsnsk ALSO @curiousrhodochrosite and @stxrindoll (the best bs ask blogs hdshsbsndusnk also if you want me to remove the tags pls tell me bc I tagged your non bs accounts)

[ssr-moonlore]

In Depth Profile of Gretz

This is going to go VERY deep and very much into Main Story Quest Spoiler Territory so I’m gonna put the unnecessary stuff under a read more.

Full name: Unknown, She hasn’t given out that information. Race: Erune, techincally a Revenant. Elemental Attunement: Water Occupation: Captain of the Grandcypher, Mage, but can probably beat most people in a sword fight. Charge Attack names: Originally “Lainetav Meri” then becomes “Vaikne Ookean” Parents: Both parents are Erune, Father is from Zinkenstill, Mother from Lumacie. Mother died at giving birth, father is currently in Estalucia. Siblings: Twin sister, deceased.

Aaaand the rest can go into a Read More because this is where things go very detailed and I’m not gonna clog the tag with my ramblings! This is basically her backstory, and parts of the MSQ retold to fit Gretz

I’m gonna warn you all now that this is a brainfart and probably badly written because there’s like... facts and story and it’s all written like a mess, but hopefully explains enough.

So... I suppose the story should start from the beginning. Gretz’s father was an incredible mage and the leader of his own skyfarer crew, and he started young, younger than Gretz when she began her journey. Somewhere along the way, Gretz’s father met Margrite, a rather plain Erune woman from Lumacie. The two fell in love but her father kept the relationship a secret. Before long, Margrite found out she was pregnant, and out of the blue, Gretz’s father disbanded his crew and hid with Margrite and wanted to simply start a family with her.

Things went horribly wrong, however, when both Margrite and one of the twins perished during birth. The circumstances were strange, they simply started failing, and even though Gretz’s father was very well versed with healing magic, to the point where he could bring someone back from the bring and regrow their limbs... his magic didn’t catch. Nothing he, or any of the other healers did could save Gretz’s mother or twin. Margrite’s soul was beyond saving, but a little sliver of the dead twin’s essence was still there, and the father managed to grab onto it. 

Gretz’s father stayed with Margrite’s family for a while, until his guilt got overbearing, and he decided to go back home, to his mother’s home. Things were quite relaxed for many years, Gretz grew up strong, and wasn’t really bothered by the fact that she didn’t have a mother. Her dad never mentioned the twin.

He taught her magic, and passed down his ability to cast magic without any arcane instruments, but instructed Gretz to never show that ability to anyone. She never truly understood why this type of magic had to be kept secret, but she played along.

When she was 8, her father’s crew had tracked him down, and much to his dismay, they were incredibly angry and wanted him to get back into skyfaring. Gretz was instructed to hide, her presence was to be kept a secret from the crew, who would otherwise want her to join was well, given that she was HIS daughter, and probably inherited his powers. So Gretz hid. She hid until her grandmother came to fetch her and Vyrn, and so Gretz was left without her father. The little girl was left grief stricken, being only told that she will find something very important when she was ready. 

So she stayed there on Zinkenstill until at the age of 21, she saw the girl with the blue hair falling from the sky, and her fate was sealed. She valiantly defended this strange girl, only to be struck down by a hydra. In the process her soul tied with Lyria’s, but another entity was brought into the mix. A terrifying fighter spirit with an opposing power to Gretz’s, the ability to void magic utterly. Gretz would not find out about this other spirit until much later, when stakes would grow bigger and lives were endangered more, but until then, she, Vyrn, Lyria and Kat went on to create a skyfarer crew. 

Most of the story follows the main story quest, bar for a few differences, most notably, when Not Gretz appears. She’d appear any time when Lyria would be sure to get hurt, other times when things seem hopeless for Gretz. Her body remained the same but the aura surrounding the Erune was different, cold, devoid of joy. Her mannerism was harsh, sarcastic, almost evil. Most of the time, the crew would spare any people who got in their way, opting to convince them to take a better walk of life, but not this person. With impossible precision and immense power and speed, a jagged spear would cut down all who dared to harm the Red Dragon or the Girl in Blue, or even the vessel herself. These “possessions” were short, but left Gretz a mess for several days. The scar on her stomach that almost ripped her in half that would never fade no matter how hard she tried to get rid of it would tear open, crippling her. They would all inevitably heal, but it seemed that whatever shared Gretz’s body had a vendetta against her and wanted to make it obvious to everyone. 

As the crew land on Lumacie, they take on a job to clear out an old cemetery that’d been overrun, and Gretz comes across a very familiar name. That leads to her getting a little hint to her other grandparents, and she tracks them down. The old pair receive her warmly, shocked at how much she looks like her father but having her mother’s eyes, never saying anything bad about her father and that her mother’s death was just an unfortunate situation but wasn’t anyone’s fault. Gretz then keeps regular correspondence with her mother’s parents, and is happy to have found more family.

The next most important event happens after the crew flees Lumacie following their defeat at the hands of a corrupted Yggdrasil. They go to Zinkenstill, where they find that Gretz’s paternal grandmother had passed, leaving her shaken to the core. The crew presses on though, determined to save the islands from the Empire. At the shrine, Vyrn falters, prompting Sturm to raise her weapons at him, only to be swiftly swatted to the side violently by a powerful black spear. Not Gretz takes on the agent duo, her antimagic nature completely cripping Drang and pinning Sturm against a tree with her own swords, though not killing them outright, as “it would interfere with The Other too much.”  Before having the shit utterly beaten out of him, Drang did manage to find out who the spirit was, though only cryptically being told that she was “the one who never made it.”

The assault was cut short as Furias’ invasion of the island was deemed far more interesting a fight for the entity. The invasion didn’t last, and soon everyone would return to the ship for a rest, Not Gretz relinquishing control of the body back to Gretz just so she could see the injured Drang and Sturm drag themselves back onto the ship. Needless to say, Gretz, feeling like a monster, attempted to hide from shame, only to pass out from her stomach being ripped open again.

The healers all scrambled to get her back whole again, and no major injuries except for Gretz’s pride. The following morning, before the sun would crest the mountains, she managed to drag herself out of her bedroom, and tip toed off the ship, silently, not telling anyone. Vyrn, however, seemed to know something was off and found her, weeping at her grandmother’s grave, and suggested that the two go and do a favourite early morning passtime of theirs. The two quietly went onto a hill, and Gretz began to call out. Her voice sorrowful, but the echo in the mountains beautiful, and after a moment they’d hear the typical clanging of cow bells as the herd ran over to inspect the calls.

The two of them were followed by another pair. By Drang’s suggestion, he and Sturm followed the captain to see what she’d do, ghosting around like that, all mysterious. It didn’t take long for Gretz to notice, and in her weakened state, she became petrified and convinced the two would want revenge. A little slip on the wet dewy grass left her tumbling off a steep hill and straight into a fencepost and she felt a bit too weak and in pain to do anything so she simply curled up and started to weep. Drang and Sturm, both taken aback at this display of vulnerability rush up to her and Drang offers a little healing to close up the cut on her forehead, Sturm simply propping her up. Gretz, confused and scared simply starts rambling about how she thought they’d kill her. The agents shook their heads and deny that being their goal, though Drang wants to know more about the entity in her. 

Upon hearing the phrase that the entity is the one who “didn’t make it” Gretz realized that the entity could be none other than her deceased twin, though she then became even more confused as to how her twin who died at birth would have those abilities. One question answered, 10 more now taking it’s place. 

After cleaning herself up a bit, Gretz spots a strange glint in the distance, in the middle of the field. Squinting at it, she spots a familiar relic, her father’s staff. Though weak, and hurting, and confused, her legs simply begin to move and she recovers the staff. The stone in the middle shining just as bright at she remembered it. 

The 4 return to the ship, where the rest of the crew is restless and panicking looking for their captain. Relieved to find her unharmed, the crew quiets down, though Gretz now has a new resolve to go and save Yggdrasil, so after Vyrn releases whatever the hell was in the shrine, the crew goes to face the menace. 

During that fight, it seems quite hopeless but Gretz manages to unleash magic to a crazy amount. Her innate spellcasting meant that she didn’t need tools to cast magic, but she remembers that she can siphon magic in from other sources than just herself. After basically destroying several staves and tools by sucking out all the magic and basically almost turning herself into a being of pure mana, she manages to get a hit strong enough to defeat Yggdrasil, but then immediately gets slammed full force into a rock cliff by one of the snake tentacles. Her spell took away all noise in the area and the sickening crack of her body hitting the rock face was more than enough to make the whole crew imagine the worst. 

Luckily, being made of pure magic meant that in that state her body was basically unable to die from injuries, though she immediately requested help to fix her numerous broken bones. Lyria was NOT allowed to see the body. Everyone else still has nightmares.

After that... The crew follows the main story aside from a few minor differences, but Gretz accepts the whole “Singularity” business pretty well but then realizes that she really DID cause the deaths of her mother and sister.  Lyria manages to pacify the spirit, and Emmeliine is given an official position in the crew, and Gretz no longer gets torn up every time a possession takes place. The crew are looking into getting a golem made for Emmeliine so she and gretz can exist in the physical realm at the same time. Em is still very spicy and mean, but no longer AS murderous. She’s still able to beat the shit out of the crew.

I hope??? These ramblings make sense?? I wanted to make a comic of this but my hand  hurts and in fic format it’d take too long.

Yes my self-insert is a fucking Mary Sue with Deep Issues and a Dead Twin Ghost Spirit whatcha gonna do about it.

[mysmedrabbles]

Fourth of July with the RFA

Happy fourth of July to my American followers!! Sorry this was written so quick I got this idea like 5 seconds ago and I have plans for today whoops not the best time.idk why jumins is always the longest tf?

!!!Said RFA member and mc are in America for summer holidays with an American MC!!!

Enjoy!~

-mod alex

______________________________________________

Jumin

-when you told him you were planning a party for the fourth he got excited

-mainly bc he knows how classy most of your parties turn out

-when he shows up to a barbecue grill out with tiki torches, too much beer, something called a “sloppy joe” and 99 cent store American flag streamers he’s more than confused and slightly appalled

-also because hes literally wearing his best suit to a backyard bash

-finds a way to look more casual (you know, taking off the jacket, rolling up his sleeves, no tie, shirt slightly unbuttoned, aaaand now im nosebleeding)

-at first doesnt understand why the heCK there are sloppy joes its a mystery to us all

- is his normal charming self with your relatives you better watch out, that pervy cousin is making eyes at jumin

-makes a speech about american independence bc hes an extra lil shit and ends it with, “so therefore, if the british had never given america independence...i wouldve never met the love of my life. Happy fourth of july.”

-everyones drunk tho so no one really heard that but you and the one overemotional 4′5 aunt who cries at everything

-sitting on the grass and watching the fireworks show

-him putting his jacket around you when you get cold, you just leaning your head on his shoulder as he kisses the top of your head

-he doesnt understand sloppy joes but likes spending time with your family

Jaehee

-vaguely knows what its about

-buys you red white and blue flowers

-you guys go with your family to a local festival

-going on a merry go round together? you betcha

-going on a ferris wheel? ofc. kissing her every time the ferris wheel booth you guys are in goes up bc shes mildly scared of heights? y e s

-you guys eat some of the weirdest things, like fried butter? bacon and maple donuts? sloppy joes? fried cotton candy?

-playing the expensive festival games that are obviously rigged

-little did they know that baehee had prepared for this moment by practicing devil tricks with multiple youtube videos lmao

-she wins you a small stuffed panda and you cherish it forever

-walking around with her, hand in hand around the festival

-getting red white and blue streaks painted on your guys’ face

-kissing under the fireworks

Yoosung

-is so excited for this holiday

-i mean he loves all holidays but hes never experienced the horror fun of an American holiday

-you guys buy some wacky red white and blue sunglasses with “Fourth of July” written on top as well as those obnoxiously tall fluffy America flag hats (yall know what im going on about)

-”look honey! a fourth of july sale!” “yoosung, love, its the fourth Walmart we've passed they all have sales”

-trying various themed recipes together (granted since youre here for holiday and are at your parents, your younger sibling often intervenes)

-"moooooommm mc and her boyfriend are kissing in the kitchen againnnnn"

-him back-hugging you as you stir fry some shit idk cooking lingo all I eat is doritos and ramen

-kissing your shoulder as you finish making the decor on the America themed cake

-him getting along great with your family and fitting right in

-it seems so natural, how easily he smiles and cracks jokes with your parents

-wants to help with the barbeque but thats your thing to do and you will stand by that

-him buying you roses

-both of you guys playing tag with your younger siblings and cousins you guys lost

-when the fireworks start he probably yells out a scream from shock

-flinches every time one of them goes off so you guys go inside and move the couch so that youre still facing outside but the door is shut so no noise

-making out when it gets dark

-he tastes like cake and strawberries

-with the fireworks in the back y'all look like youre in a disney movie

Seven

-stay in watching documentaries on the revolutionary war

-you guys just mute it at one point and he starts doing silly voice overs for the show

- “I’m mad at some dudes so I’ll lift up my hat at you while I row away with these big guns and all your husbands and sons hrrrrrr”

-eating red white and blue candy and drinking an inhumane amount of Dr.Pepper

-you drag him outside to the park to watch fireworks that the neighbors are throwing

- “look theres one!!” “ah did you see that one??” “that one was so pretty!” “damn you just missed a really big one”

-you guys would hang out in the park until three am just enjoying each others company

-yall would probably go on the kids playground and goof off, playing on the swings, going down the like,,, three foot long slide, just being little kids

-any holiday is the best holiday with him

Zen

-he sings the star spangled banner 😂

-he's got an amazing voice but youre p aure hes holding the last note just to show off

-you guys buy matching tshirts that say "sloppy joes come and get some this is AmErICa" with a picture of childish gambino dabbing bet you wished it said smtn abt sloppy joes now huh

-going down to the beach for the day

-getting one of those giant donut rafts and just chillin together y'all better hope you aint on the west coast w one of those

-a tickle war breaks out, resulting in you falling off the raft

-zen dramatically "saving you" its like 6ft of water people cmon

-him giving you mouth to mouth cpr even tho you dont need it so basically y'all are just making out

-going to a local restaurant for sloppy joes burgers and fries

-new drinking game: every time I say sloppy joes , take a drink

-going on the boardwalk at sunset and watching the fireworks from the cruise ships

-he cant stop staring at how gorgeous you look, staring at the fireworks like theyre magic

-cant help himself from kissing you

-late night pretzels

[kachulein]

🌸Tag🌸

I was tagged by my dear friend @taetarte to do this tag~ thank you���

Rules: answer these questions and then tag 20 people you want to get to know better

Nickname: Kachu, Lala are the most frequent used ones

Gender: Female

Zodiac: Aquarius

Height: 174cm/5'8.5

Time: 02.53am

Favourite band/solo artist: nct, svt, bts, stray kids, day6, exo, got7, monsta x, blackpink, red velvet, mamamoo, twice, dreamcatcher, ikon, big bang, shinee, b.a.p, pentagon, infinite, vixx, astro, super junior, ftisland, sunmi, hyuna, agust d(I had to sorry), jay park, eric nam, bewhy, chungha, taeyeon, hyoyeon, jessi, amber, zico, henry, taemin, samuel, lee hyori, boa, etc etc^^ non kpop: ariana grande, demi lovato, little mix, post malone, olivia o'brien, the neighbourhood, banks, twenty one pilots, sleeping with sirens, nothing but thieves, machine gun kelly, ed sheeran, blackbear, hayley kiyoko, hey violet, panic! at the disco, fall out boy, cro

Song stuck in my head: Ailee - Johnny

Last movie I saw: Emma (from the book by Jane Austen)

Last thing I googled: dreamcatcher profile (lol)

Other blogs: @kachuwritings(writing) @jaehyuranian (astrology) @fluffyheadcanons(my new blog to write soft stuff with idols and also spread positivity) @inlovewithjaehyun @inlovewithzhongchenle @sexosecrets (masterlists) @kachulein(used to be personal and is now more of a blog where I save important posts😂)

Do I get asks: sometimes and that makes me really happy❤

Why I chose this username: my friends gave me the nickname pikachu because I apparently sound like pikachu aaaand "-lein" is a German diminutive to make it sound cuter

Following: 434

Amount of sleep I get: 6-8

Lucky number: ....I don't really have one... 3, 7, and 8 I think

What I’m wearing: a long white shirt that has "sleep all day" in black written over it, baby blue panties and black socks lmao I know it's not much but that shirt is my pyjama okokok

Dream Job: singer songwriter T-T

Dream trip: South Korea, Japan, Hong Kong, Australia, Hawaii, Scandinavia, Iceland, Ireland, Scotland, England, Los Angeles, San Francisco and New York around Christmas time lol

Favourite foods: spinach<3, salad, jaehyunbread, dark chocolate, brownies and everything relating to potatoes♡

Instruments: piano (do my vocal chords count as an instrument as well? lol)

Favourite song: I think Shoot me by Day6 at the moment

Tagging: @taetaejagiyaaa95 @jaehuynstiddies @moonbies @im-alice-in-neverland @yangyangmademehisbitch @won-shook @baozixuxi @oceanicrage @redcucumbers @whenyouletlovein @jenospaghettio @bbytaechim @jaydenkenzie @chenleck @ddaengyoongz @camcamlovesbangchan @allymemes19 @haechanstransbf @donghyuck-uwu @glamjae

[svtskneecaps]

BIAS TAG YEET

i got tagged by @adriana-willnever-cook to y'know pick ten of my biases and then answer questions. problem is, i don't usually bias. minghao was a fluke. i just love him a lot.

so these are just as close to a bias as i get

Xu Minghao / The8 - Seventeen

BamBam Bhuwakul (idk if i spelled it right tbh) - Got7

Park Jinyoung - Got7 (his vocals in New Era wrecked my life ngl)

Wen Junhui - Seventeen

Kim Namjoon / RM - BTS

Im Nayeon - Twice (she's a close first tbh i love my girls equally~)

Kim Jihun - TRCNG (i mean technically i'm not qualified enough to bias in that group but if i had to)

Park Jihyo - Twice

Lee Jihoon / Woozi - Seventeen

Jung Hoseok / J-Hope - BTS

i love my kids equally but if i absolutely had to pick,,, yeah

Between 1 and 4 who would you rather kiss?

o boy. starting with a bang. umm,,, well between my china line babies, i'd probably kiss jun bc idk, my intuition tells me he'd probably be about as awkward about it as me, unless he's acting. he'd probably be super cool about it.

also he's probably a good kisser.

Between 2 and 7 who would be your best friend?

well, i love bambam but i'm gonna go with jihun on this one, and not just cause he's close to my age. he's kinda extra, really talented, and tbh he'd probably fit right into my friend group.

Between 5 and 10 who has the better voice?

oh nooooo shit. umm,,,, ok so when it comes to speaking voice i could listen to rm for hours, but tbh i prefer j-hope's rap. vocals i can't decide so y'know.

Between 1 and 8 who's the funniest?

hmm. why are these so hard to me? idk. i'm gonna go jihyo on this one. minghao's "IMMA" was p legendary but idk my intuition says jihyo. her n her beautiful thomas the tank engine face (plus the eyebrow stamp that one time)

Between 6 and 9 who would you date?

ok so idk if y'all know this but dating terrifies the living fuck out of me. this one goes to nayeon, no contest. woozi i feel is an introvert so dates would maybe be full of awkward silence, but nayeon seems much more outgoing and would be able to start a conversation, something i suck at. also she's just absolutely adorable and bubbly and happy and did i mention i'm at least 30% gay, specifically for Twice? bc i am

Between 9 and 10 who would you do a collaboration with?

you're kidding.

ok well i guess i'm gonna go with,,,,,,, woozi. no shade to j-hope. just that i feel like maybe i'd work better w woozi bc i feel like i'd be working really hard to prove my worth (to myself probably). also bc i've only seen hobi write rap, from what i know (which isn't much) and i suck at rap.

Between 4 and 8 who's the best dancer?

well, i'm gonna go jun on this, if only because he's in the unit specifically designated for dance. no shade to jihyo or twice, but from what i've seen their choreo tends to be p simple, so idk, i haven't really seen her full potential in that regard. i know she trained for something like 10 years so i expect she's p good, but jun takes it for me (HIM IN MY I AND OH MY, OH BOY)

Between 3 and 5 who would you most likely marry?

oof. asking the hard ones hm? well,,, logically it's rm. he's responsible and serious but also knows how to have fun and i think any kids we have would adore him, and he'd probably be good at raising them (y'know, pick up my slack there,,).

Between 2 and 3 who has a better smile?

how dare you make me choose. alright fuck, we'll say bambam. why not. honestly though, his smile is v contagious and idk i just like it a lot

Between 6 and 8 who would you vacation with?

QUIT MAKIN ME PICK BW GROUP MEMBERS GAH ok well i'm gonna go with jihyo on this one too. idk i feel like she'd probably be responsible enough to help me keep my brain in one piece during packing to go there and when leaving. like i'm pretty good at packing, but i'm always scared of forgetting something at home or wherever i'm staying so idk i feel like she'd be able to keep me organized plus she's probably a blast to have around let's be real yo

ok so that was me waxing poetic about the people i love for ten paragraphs or something. hope you enjoyed or something idk.

I tag (if you want): @doyouseemecaring (idk why it won't let me tag you?) and @letsseehowhappyyouare (bc i see you two in my notifications all the time and wanted to spring this on u), @butterymyjellyfish (bc you're my new best friend) aaaand @iknowsongbutidontknowsongname (bc you tagged me in that lovely mutual appreciation post and i forgot to say thank you before i lost the post whoops,,,)

and @01woo just to freak em out ("who tf is this nerd? why are they tagging me? idk who you are get away from me u weirdo")

also i accidentally analyzed who in seventeen was most likely to enjoy spin the bottle in the tags so if you're interested hit see more ;) you'll regret it, none of it makes sense and it's all late night intuition

[unproduciblesmackdown]

Neptune, Black Hole, Cancer (I was debating on if Cancer was too heavy or not but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

Neptune- Describe yourself in one sentence.

oh man lol i’d just wanna like, use a string of words…..but how about “i live inside my own head and i have a kind of je ne sais quoi but in a bad way, so that i don’t do very well socially, but unfortunately i’m also a very social person, and i’m passionate.”

Black Hole- What are you most afraid of?

uhhh well what i’m afraid of personally is different from things i’m afraid of like, happening more generally, and the latter is of more concern to me lol….but uhh personal fears, i’m anxious abt teeth problems b/c i will never be able to afford dentistry and just have to off myself, i generally just ignore that worry until it becomes a problem tho and then i can just off myself. i find many forms of mold perturbing especially if i come across it unexpectedly. i don’t like dead bugs. but those are just peturbations. my fear is prison because prison just like, consumes human life. it is like made to happen in its own isolated world and you no longer exist to people in the real world. in some ways it’d be like, well not much is new for me, but at least now i technically can feel like there’s a chance things could improve. if you’re incarcerated for however long you know that for however many years, things can’t change and there’s no chance you’ll be treated as fully human (coz you wouldn’t be there if you were). and even just one year is a long time. sometimes the idea of things being the same even for a few more months is too much for me to be okay with. and my connection to other people and my own future is extremely tenuous and i don’t exactly have much hope and if i went to prison, then, yknow i can adapt to anything and lifes always been crappy and i always tolerate new crap and drag myself along and i always wanna find small ways to make a difference to others in however i can but like. speaking of offing myself lol. then there’s also other anxieties i have abt my future and if im “properly homeless” aka on the street instead of on the street but in my car like i used to be. there’s some things to worry about there.

Cancer- How do you want to be remembered?

this isn’t too heavy or anything lol i can’t think of any offlimits topic for me…but i’m generally too Shy to send other ppl ~heavy~ topics myself lol like you can’t always feel sure…but like in case ppl didnt know i think abt my own death like probably multiple times a day and it’s basically a casual subject for me. i don’t much care about being remembered at all, i don’t have family or anything and the only thing abt dying as an Unknown Person is you get misgendered lol. just idk…do whatever w my corpse i dont want it its gross….give ppl my bones or whatever. gross but great. anyways honestly this blog has the most info abt who i really am than anyone else has anywhere lmaooo…thats why i get depressed abt whenever ppl get the idea that tumbs is abt to be deleted…this is my memoriam right here or whatever. look at my weird art tag and remember that i was a gay. i hope i’ve managed to make a good impact on some ppl’s lives in small ways, tho i don’t need them to remember me for it, i just hope the effect outlives me. i don’t really care abt being remembered lol if i’m out i’m out and i feel i’ve tried to be a genuinely decent person and don’t really need testimonials for that. skip a funeral god knows nobody wants that and anybody i’d even vaguely be ok w attending one is all over the place. basically if i drop dead i hope ppl come across some content i’ve made and are like “nice” aaaand beyond that idk. Remember I Was Fiery And Queer