#and i’ve tried to show how im the same with other people so he doesn’t take it as flirting

[stellewriites]

how do you get a guy to realise you’re just not interested? like i can’t make it much clearer without it making my mornings at work awkward :/

[invincibledc]

HIIII!!! just read your Jack x chubby reader and it's so grrrrr so sweet that im getting sugar rush /hj. I was wondering if you could write Kole with a short reader. Not like 5'1 ft short, no. 4'8-4'10 ft reader (its my height, im so sorry). Like I'm imagining Kole just picking the reader up. Reader can be GN, but I would like them to be leaning more onto femme. THANK YOUU AND I LIVE FOR YOUR WRITINGS!!!

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. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁#THE GIANT AND THE PEA. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

【KOLE ANDERS (OC) X GN!AFAB!READER】

ᯓ★ SYNOPSIS: Kole with a short human of a partner

ᯓ★GENRE: headcannons

ᯓ★INFO: this OC is an OC I’ve written for my own amusement. He’s the adoptive son of Kori/Starfire. Full HUMAN name, Kole Anders. His Tamaranean name is Koldond'r. Im only a writer so you can imagine who he looks more like but all I can is he is handsome canonically, plus freakishly tall like a Tamaranean should be.

ᯓ★WC: 411

He’s a fuckin' giant. No joke, he’s 6’3.

Either height, you are below his shoulder. But despite that, he loves how tall he is. Though it wouldn’t matter if you were taller than him, he still loves you!

Kole will pick you up like a fuckin' princess, straight bridal style, or maybe even do the one-arm hold like Sylus from Love and Deep Space.

Since you’re more on the femme side, he loves it when he watches you apply makeup—you look so sweet and beautiful.

Please place kisses on his golden skin, he loves the feeling of your lips against his face.

Stained face with lip gloss or even lipstick, he’s wearing it out of pride with a goofy smile at your claim on him.

He loves to hold you close to him, your small figure against his huge one—he’s reveling in it. He loves that strawberry smell you have due to your perfume.

God, he’s such a loser for you, he’s so glad you were the first ever human he got to kiss to learn the human language of your planet.

There was one time he picked you up over his shoulder, you tried to get down—because first of all, you didn’t do shit this time. Your alien of a boyfriend is just clingy and needs your attention other than you just spending it on something else.

Like HELLO?? You have a tall buff boyfriend who is the kindest and sweetest guy ever.

Personally, if you like feminine stuff, he wouldn’t mind. The same goes for more manly/ masculine stuff. He still loves you either way.

It’s just your short height that gets him!

You’re so tiny, so precious—he makes you hold his hand a lot around crowded areas.

He doesn’t mind how people look at you two, if something bothers you by how they look, he’ll just cover your view of them with his body and make sure you are okay!

He loves it when you place your hand on top of his, just to show how big he is. He is seeing stars as his green eyes stare into your own set of eyes.

Jeez, he’s such a wimp for you, cause the moment you walk into your shared room with his massive hoodie on you or a shirt. He’s just grabbing onto you and never letting you go.

He’s having cuteness aggression, and boy did he give you a harsh kiss.

He loves his short human! <3

Kole Anders tag: @no-bishes @darkfaethedestroyer @dead-ry-walking @chalkadow @eclecticeaglebluebird @mistake34 @dandelion-delusion

[hp-hcs]

Reader (male preferably) x T.N and M.R

Where reader gets into fights a lot. Like a lot. Almost double the amount that Theo and Matt get in combined in just a week. The only reason Dumbledore lets him stay at Hogwarts is because he’s top of every class. What bugs a lot of his peers is the fact that he doesn’t try. He doesn’t study, he just gets it straight up, he barely shows up to class, he fights everyone and anything that speaks bad about the slytherin house, and he’s got the face every guys jealous of. Reader is just made to make people mad, is how he’d be described. But he’s not aggressive. He doesn’t lose his temper easy, it’s just when his house or Theo and Matt are mentioned that he loses it. It’s like a trigger going off in his brain, to protect what’s his. And Merlin does that turn them on.

NSFW (optional)

Reader loves to mark them as his. To have everyone be able to see the dark hickeys or slowly healing bite marks. To display a type of claim over the two. They’re his. And he knows exactly how to make them feel good. Make them writhe for him. Degrading Mattheo while edging Theodore, wrapping his bloodied hands around their throats while he pushes them up against the wall. Fuck and when he’s all beaten up after a fight? They can’t fucking resist him.

• smut • bloody knuckles — poly! sub! sweetie pie! theodore nott x poly! sub! brat! mattheo riddle x gn! poly! dom! reader

❕no pronouns or gender/assigned sex markers of any kind!❕

warnings: SMUT MDNI, BLOOD KINK JFC IS THERE A GODDAMN BLOOD KINK IN HERE, same with degradation holy fuck, pain(?) kink, violence, mild descriptions of gore/wounds, usage of the word ‘blood’ or ‘bloody’ approximately 12000000 times, THE BOYS ARE ROMANTICALLY & SEXUALLY INVOLVED WITH EACH OTHER, some pretty aggressive dom/sub roles for ya silly little deviants

i don’t know why i gave the boys pure opposite personalities. the dichotomy of man, i guess.

this is quite easily the filthiest fucking thing i’ve ever written, and i was too embarrassed to let my allosexual boyfie edit/help with this one so it’s real bad 😬 enjoy your asexual-written smut? ig? i did my best, anon, i’m so sorry

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Seamus Finnegan was not expecting to start off his Monday morning with a broken nose.

To be fair though, it was kind of his fault. I mean, six years of school together and the boy still decided to run his mouth without a single care in the world.

“Heard Riddle’s a slut. That true?”

Your head snapped up and a furious look crossed your face. “What?”

“Hot though,” Seamus shrugged. “‘s why y’keep ‘im ‘round, yeah?”

Your hands clenched into fists down by your sides.

“He a good fuck, at least?” Seamus asked carelessly, seemingly unaware of your brewing anger. “I bet ‘e is. Think ‘e’d put out?”

Before anyone could even blink, you had Finnegan down on the ground. His face quickly became the victim of your furious fists.

He tried to shove you off, but you just smacked his hands away and got a solid hit to the center of his face, punctuated by the sound of snapping cartilage.

Blood rushed in your ears and the crowds fell away as you focused solely on Make him pay. Make him pay. Make him pay.

You were abruptly brought out of your bloodthirsty rage by a pair of arms wrapping themselves around your torso and yanking you off of Seamus.

You spun around in anger, the question of who the fuck-? dying on your lips when you saw the concerned face of Theodore Nott, and the bright red face of Mattheo Riddle.

~~~

“Darling-”

“Shut up, it’s my love language,” you pouted.

Theo rolled his eyes fondly, leading you by your shoulders into their dorm’s bathroom. “You know we can handle ourselves, love. You’ve met both of our fathers; we’ve had much worse than some Irish pipsqueak theorizing about our sex lives.”

“Well, I thought it was hot.” Mattheo interrupted with a cheeky grin. “Our badass lover who’s willing to throw down with a Gryffindor to protect our honor? Proof that chivalry isn’t dead.”

“Well, I just don’t want other people talking about you like that,” you scowled.

“We know, love,” Theo grinned, crouching down to dig the first aid kit out from under the sink, patting your thigh in a patronizingly reassuring gesture. “Now, lemme see how bad it is.”

You huffed in faux annoyance, holding out your bloody hands in front of you and lifting your chin so he could see the state of your face.

Theo sighed and began his millionth lecture of the day as he started dabbing antiseptic ointment on the few small scrapes scattered across your face.

Mattheo was unusually quiet, adding nothing to the playful bickering between you and Theo.

You glanced over at him, only to find that he was practically enraptured, staring at your hands. His eyes followed a single bead of blood’s meandering path down your knuckles and fingers, watching as it dripped off the tip of your index finger and splattered onto the tile floor.

You could’ve sworn you saw him lick his lips.

You traded a knowing look with Theo before speaking. “Whatcha looking at, Matty?”

His cheeks flushed red and his gaze snapped back up to your eyes. “Nothing!”

You took a step forward. He took a step back.

“Oh, really?”

He gulped.

You reached forward to rest a hand on his shoulder, gently pressing him up against the wall. “A blood kink, huh? Shit, you really are a slut, love.”

Mattheo looked down, cheeks heating up in embarrassment.

You gripped his chin and forced his head up to look at you. His eyes widened in surprise at the firmness of your grasp.

You pressed two blood-streaked fingers against his lips, groaning at the sight of his tongue instinctively darting out to kitten-lick them.

“Shit, Matty,” Theo whispered from behind you.

You trailed your fingers down his jaw and the side of his neck before loosely wrapping your hand around his throat.

He gasped and his eyes rolled back in his head. “Y-Y/n-”

“You like this? Hm?” You crooned as the blood on your hand smeared onto the skin of his neck.

Mattheo nodded frantically—as much as he could with the limited range of motion.

“That’s fucking disgusting, Riddle. What a filthy fucking boy.”

(He whimpered. He fucking loved it when you called him by his last name.)

You let go of his neck, stepping back and leaving him with a pleading whine caught in his throat as you turned to your other boyfriend.

“And Theodore, my pretty little angel,” you cooed softly, running your fingers through his hair and cupping his cheek. “How’s my little lovebug doing?”

He watched you with wide eyes, his tongue darting out to lick his chapped lips. “Y-Y/n…”

You ran your thumb over his cheekbone, smiling softly. “Answer my question, pretty boy.”

“I-I’m doing good, love,” Theo whispered, his voice cracking as you trailed your thumb down the side of his neck and swept it across his collarbone.

You abruptly pulled your hand away, spinning on your heel and leaving the en-suite without another word.

Your boys followed you into the dorm room like lost puppies, trailing after you with confused and needy expressions.

You sat down on one of the beds, lying back against the pillows with a relaxed and unbothered expression on your face. “Teddy, over here. Matty, go sit in the chair.” You waved your hand towards the desk chair, lazily motioning for Theodore to take off his shirt and join you on the bed.

Mattheo pouted and whined. “What? But- darlin’, I’ve been-”

“A greedy bitch,” you scoff as you yanked off Theo’s trousers and boxers in one swift motion, rolling him over onto his back. “Now sit down and wait your damn turn. Don’t you dare touch yourself. You’d better keep your hands where I can fucking see them.”

Without waiting for a reply, you turned back to your other lover. You ignored Mattheo’s protesting whines in favor of wrapping your fingers around Theo’s dick, appreciating the way Theo’s hips jerked up with a startled moan and his hands scrabbled for anything to hold onto as you did so.

“Riddle. I changed my mind. Get the fuck over here.” You snap, narrowing your eyes at the boy wiggling uncomfortably in his seat. “Hold Teddy’s hand.”

He jumped into action, quickly clambering onto the bed next to the pair of you and scooping up one of Theo’s hands in his.

You nodded, pleased at his cooperation, and slowly started jerking Theo off.

“Pretty, isn’t he, Matty?”

You expected him to say something in agreement, or tease Theo lightly, but your question was met with silence.

You glanced over, curious as to what caught his attention. Mattheo’s eyes were laser focused on Theo’s lower half. You followed his line of sight, confused as to what he was looking at, when you realized.

The blood from your busted knuckles had smeared itself all over Theo’s cock.

“Suck Teddy off.” The demand left your lips before you could even fully think it through.

Neither boy seemed disinterested in your proposition, if the way Mattheo all but scrambled down the bed as he leapt onto your boyfriend was any indication.

Mattheo kneeled between Theo’s thighs and pinned down his hips, practically drooling at the perverse sight in front of him.

Theo moaned brokenly as he felt Mattheo’s tongue lick a long stripe up his dick before taking him fully into his mouth. You hummed appreciatively at the gorgeous view in front of you, reaching out to stroke your hand along Theo’s hip and thigh.

The dorm was quickly filled with the sweet sounds of Theodore’s little moans and sighs, and the filthy wet sounds of Mattheo’s mouth.

He drew Theo closer and closer to his release. But right as your sweetest lover’s body began to shake, you caught sight of one of your brat’s hands subtly sneaking between his legs. You growled, tightening your grip in his hair to warn him to pull off.

As soon as Mattheo pulled off of Theo’s cock, panting for air, you harshly grabbed his jaw and yanked his head up to face you.

“Greedy fucking whore,” you sneered, “I told you not to touch yourself. Apologize to Theo for being such a self-centered brat.”

“S-sorry! So-sorry! I-I’m sorry, T-Theo!”

“Good boy,” you murmur, petting his hair and lightly scratching his scalp with your nails. “Good, love. Continue.”

Mattheo let out a shaky breath, still reeling from the whiplash of your sudden gentleness as he leaned back down to continue his earlier ministrations.

He quickly realized why you’d been so suddenly sweet when he felt your hand start roughly palming him through his trousers. He whined around Theo’s cock, which in turn made Theodore gasp and moan loudly.

You grinned at your boys’ reactions as you leaned down to murmur in Mattheo’s ear, “You can cum if you get Teddy off, alright sweetheart?”

Sparked with renewed interest at the incentive, Mattheo resumed sucking off Theo with vigor. Theo’s thighs shook as he babbled incoherently, a mix of “Fuck!”s, “Merlin-”s, and “Y/n!”s.

“Good boys, that’s it,” you cooed sweetly, brushing sweaty curls off of Theo’s forehead. “You’re just so close, aren’t you, my love?”

Theo sobbed pitifully and nodded. “Pl-please- Y/n- please!”

“Go ahead,” you whispered, stroking his cheek with your thumb.

With your permission, Theo fell apart with a loud moan, his entire body shaking and spasming. You continued palming Mattheo, intent on keeping good on your promise.

“Come whenever you’re ready, Riddle,” you murmured. He had pulled off of Theo by now, and stared up at you with wide, glazed-over eyes. You wiped a smear of cum from the corner of his lips with your thumb, grinning teasingly at the pair of them as you promptly stuck it in your mouth and swirled your tongue around the digit.

With one final moan, Mattheo’s body stiffened up and broke down into shudders as he was wracked with the force of his orgasm. His arms gave out and he collapsed onto the bed, tucking his face into the hollow where Theo’s thigh met his pelvis.

You gave both of your boys a minute to collect themselves, murmuring gentle praise as you littered their faces with soft kisses. “Both so good for me, my best boys. So perfect.”

You sat in a contented quiet for a few more minutes, just caressing them gently. But once their breathings had steadied out, they startled you by sharing a look and abruptly tugging you down and rolling over on top of you.

“Your turn now, love.”

[xhunnybeeex]

Hayden christensen character music/playlist headcanons 

playlists at the bottom of sections :3

❥ ~ Sam Monroe ~ 

Sam Monroe ~ mainly listens to mall goth/ metal, that's just cannon. However, he DEFINITELY got really into other goth subgenres while finding cds. 

Sam Monroe ~ would have to be forced to admit he loves riot girl movies. 

“Is this bikini kill in your mixtape?” you ask Sam as you dig through his cds. “I didn't know you were into riot girl music.” “I'm not,” he grumbles. 

Sam Monroe ~ loves angry midwest emo music. He loves the emo whine. 

Sam Monroe ~ doesn’t have a very diverse taste. He only really likes alt genres, but every once in a while you'll see him nod his head to pop songs on the radio. 

"this is clearly a differnt genre what are you talking about" sam protest. "Theyre all just screaming how is that different!" you yell back.

Sam Monroe ~ is the type to say “name three songs”, but only in front of other alt people to look cool. 

Sam Monroe ~ loves the goth culture but doesn't know how to become part of it, especially without getting bullied. 

Sam Monroe ~  loves making mixtapes with songs he likes to pair together, even if they sounds the same 

Sam monroe playlist done by me ⇦ ⇦ ⇦

❥ ~ Anakin Skywalker ~ 

Anakin Skywalker ~ obviously doesn’t have any cannon music taste so the following playlist is all what I PERSONALLY think Anakin would like to listen to or are him “coded”. This one was the hardest for me to do and is honestly probably the most inaccurate. 

Anakin Skywalker ~ is clearly pretty when he cries, and very lana del rey coded

Anakin Skywalker ~ would have a very open music taste, he listens to what people show him

Anakin Skywalker ~ likes classic rock and acoustic music from obi wan, sad girl music from ahsoka (oh you know she showed him mitski), and softer popy music from padme. 

Anakin Skywalker ~ never knows the names of artists, always has to hum songs for people to know what he's talking about. 

Anakin Skywalker ~ always asks Ahsoka to play her music when flying, but he'll always deny that he does. 

“Why don't you pick your own music for once!” Ahsoka groans in annoyance, rubbing her face in her hands. “Cause i'm flying! "Anakin yells back in protest. “Just admit you like my music.” Ahsoka smirks, plugging her comlink into the ship and getting her playlist on. Anakin stays silent. Pretending not to hear her and stares off at the stars in front of him as he flys. 

Anakin Skywalker playlist by me ⇦ ⇦ ⇦

❥ ~Stephen Glass ~

Stephen Glass ~ has a very diverse taste in all sorts of funky music

Stephen Glass ~ who lives for folk music but also is obsessed with pop music 

Stephen Glass ~ can’t not have Lady gaga on his playlists and knows all her songs. He yells at people who don't know summer boy because that's his favorite. 

Stephen Glass ~ who grew up on bob dylan and the beatles

Stephen Glass ~ was always a Brittany defender and refused to do journalism about her. He would never lie about the queen herself. 

“Did you guys see that britney spears-” his co workers gossip. “I need to be excused.” Stephen immediately stands up and walks anywhere from the conversation. He doesn’t want to hear what they say, and no one wants to know what he would respond with. 

Stephen Glass ~ loves to relax to calming 70s music. 

Stephen Glass ~ is a huge music nerd, but isn't even aware of it. 

“This is Joni Mitchel, she's super cool. She's canadian. I just found that out. I’ve been listening to her for years but I just found out. Crazy huh?” Stephen rambles. You chuckle in amazement on how much he knows and how fast his lips move. “Jeez you sure know a lot about music.” Stephen shakes his head and smiles. “Oh no, not really. I couldn't even play anything if I tried. But anyway did you know-” 

Stephen Glass playlist made by me ⇦ ⇦ ⇦

A/N///: OMGGG im very happy to fianlly have stuff posted again. i have been so out of it lately. this is my first time ever writing headcanons so go easy on me. i have had this sam monroe playlist made for a while now and it gave me the idea to make a lil post about it. i hope yall enjoy and maybe even have a listen. happy thanksgiving and stay hot. - beee!

[saveahorserideaneddie]

I mean this as civilly as possible—why does it matter if people ship or speculate about jeddie? Nobody knows what direction the show is going to go, fandom is all about fun. I’m a multishipper at heart so maybe I just don’t get it but liking one potential pairing doesn’t automatically mean you’re jumping ship for a different one?

im sorry but in a show like this where the writers have proven to be fickle when it comes to their own storylines and refusing to follow through because they get scared at the last second, it bothers me that people who claim to ship buddie- a pairing that has years of actual canonical buildup and real intentional development written into it- will just randomly start begging for the show to include shit like “jeddie”- a pairing of two characters who have not interacted onscreen since season 7 and even then it wasn’t more than just being in the same room- is annoying considering how long we have been waiting for buddie.

there are certain ships where multishipping doesn’t bother me (because a lot of pairings where multishipping is possible don’t have the same level of complexity and intention that buddie do), but buddie is one of those ships where literally nothing else makes sense for their characters but each other

and yall are out here actively pushing for two characters to kiss just because they both happen to be queer (yes- ik eddie is not canonically queer yet but for sake of argument) with nothing else to back it up? their dynamic of not getting along is not some “enemies to lovers” thing, and has never been set up nor intended to be that

in my experience in this fandom, “multishipping” has just been a thin veil over someone who will interact/post buddie content when it looks good for them/to get clout, but the moment someone else enters the equation, it’s as if buddie never existed for them and they go hardcore for that pairing until they eventually don’t work out and then suddenly it’s back to buddie. it’s the hoards of bt stans who were posting anti-buddie content and then when it became clear that their racist isn’t sticking around, they suddenly decided to go “oh well i was always a buddie shipper! im just a multishipper!!!”

like ive said in my posts- if you want jeddie content, then go read/write fanfic but stop posting shit begging the writers to go there because there is absolutely nothing- and i mean nothing about that ship in canon that would be narratively satisfying in any way for people who actually care about eddie as a character.

like i’ve said before, buddie has seven. years. of CONFIRMED intentional buildup in the writing, and to throw what would be groundbreaking queer rep out of the window just because “oh we threw these two gay characters who have no actual romantic chemistry or any kind of plot buildup together just for diversity points rather than actually following through on something we’ve intentionally been writing for years that would not only boost our numbers but would be something that has never been done on a show like this before”

i have made it clear multiple times why ships like this are lukewarm excuses for “representation” and why they come off as fetishizing queer characters rather than actually coming from a thoughtful and respectful place. throwing two gay characters together just for the sake of it is not the paragon of queer representation that somehow a lot of people think it is.

i also hate it because josh deserves better? he deserves his own thought out and intentional romantic partner without just being watered down to being another buddie roadblock that would only end in people starting hate him because the writers decided to ruin his character. i’ve said this multiple times as well, but we literally saw what happened the last time the writers tried to use a jealousy plot device to set up buddie- “multishippers” like you who claimed “oh its just a stepping stone” all jumped ship the next episode and started a massive fandom campaign to keep a racist around, and we got stuck with him for an entire season. the same thing would happen with josh in the context of potentially being a “stepping stone” (which to me insinuating that queer people need a “practice” relationship before their endgame is fucking disgusting) where people, like you, who claim the whole “oh fandom is fun just multiship” would drop buddie the moment two men kiss on screen because that’s all you care about.

you don’t actually care about the deeply rooted story that we know has been intentionally written by tim for years, just to be sidelined everytime “multishippers” decide to go crazy over a plot device and tim decides to derail the entire story and it ends up a hot fucking mess.

that’s why i hate jeddie and this whole campaign to include it in the show. i’ll say it again: it’s fine if you wanna read/write fic about it, but stop asking for it in canon.

i- as well as a lot of other people- have waited seven years for buddie and i don’t want to miss out on it just because some “multishipper” decided they wanted some watered down “lets throw the two gay dudes at each other” ship over something with actual development.

[watermelonlicker]

https://x.com/a_not_a_/status/1800566567945801850?s=46

Hey! I see you have a lot of interest in the industry but you said you aren’t on twitter. I wanted to send you this thread and get your opinion?

the thread is fucking amazing!!! i’m gonna post a few screenshots below that are stand outs to me:

the fact harry started processing a lot in lockdown SPEAKS VOLUMES and the fact he felt free when he signed his solo contract shows how fucking insidious the x factor contracts were compared to what columbia had to offer and that’s not saying much bcos columbia is still owed by sony this shit is literally a giant web.

i already knew about rebecca’s allegations (another member from 1d’s season to make allegations for my non 1d followers that are curious) but what’s funny is the second screenshot that person tried to say “she doesn’t mean literally” and she was like “but i do…” says it all really when you try to be rational. this shit is not rational. this shit is INSANE. also what she said about the conditioning…. what i’ve been saying. everyone shrugs it off as “that’s just the way the industry works.” ok and you’re the problem.

this is interesting considering how close the boys were to 5sos and they toured with them…. i know ashton tried to clean it up in a later tweet in the thread but lmao we all knew what he fucking meant.

👆🏻 these are demonic and this is literally the winner of the FIRST SEASON like let that sink in. steve was silenced and the x factor was able to carry on for 13 years after. this doesn’t include simon’s other shows. and the last screenshot?? how easily he was threatened with a fake story but larries are crazy ok.

and this i mean??? louis walsh has literally slandered them for years so im not even shocked by this. also look at them referencing simon as the mafia when

I JUST SAID IT like…………. this shit is cosmic & the sad part about it all is the people who have read this/will read it, (especially the antis who stalk us) will still say we’re conspiracy theorists and still call us delusional. they will never believe otherwise until harry & louis say it themselves but the kicker is they know they can’t.

some of those x factor contracts are in perpetuity unless something lifts. it’s a sad reality but when we all die i want someone in 2089 to look back at our accounts, they’ve probably learned the truth by then, and they’ll realize how much people accept artificial realities for their comfort. people are angered by the truth for a reason. they don’t want to deal with it.

they call it invasive, harassment, everything you can think of to paint us as the villains instead of simon and his minions despite their victims speaking out time and again, all saying the same story.

like i said since ive started being vocal, for me it’s not just about the ship or for the expectation of a “coming out” as an award. what happened to 1d and being amongst larries is what helped me recognize after i left the fandom the homophobia and gaslighting my religious zealot family put me and my siblings through.

how they groomed and brainwashed us and told us things like “it’s for the best, you’ll save your soul, it’s god’s will, it is what it is, it’s spreading the good news” FUCK THAT. the only good news is exposing evil for what it is. exposing it so the next person doesn’t have to experience trauma of that magnitude from someone they were fooled into trusting. so the next person can be encouraged to be themselves from the start and not carry that baggage with them and end up hurting people they love. so they can have a goddamn chance.

[neufer]

My thoughts while rereading Tex!!! (there’s a lot) (idc im leaving it all as one post)

(tagging @broareweabouttoviberightnow @damthosefandoms @bleucheeeeeese my Tex homies <3)

Okay right off the bat the opening just shows Tex’s personality so well. I feel like you can tell a lot about a person if you know they talk to/treat animals like they’re people. My favorite part is when Tex worries he sounds too sarcastic and has to reassure Negrito that he’s a good jumper. Oh my heart.

I wish in the movie they would’ve kept the detail of Mason and Tex sharing a room(the only one in the house)/bed. It’s kinda important imo in showing that they don’t have a lot.

A short list of “hick” things about Mason: he loves to fish, he did junior rodeos (we need to talk about that more btw), and he wears boots.

“A guy came out and turned off the heat this morning. I haven’t paid the gas bill lately.” “No kiddin’? Why not?” 🤦‍♀️oh Tex my sweet summer child.

It gets lost in the movie just how bad Mason beats up Tex. It’s BAD bad.

“I cried because I was hurting and because I wanted to kill Mace, and he was my only brother and I didn’t really want to kill him.” Hey this is crazy considering what happens. 

I also wish that in the movie Tex gets in the bed of the truck when Mason comes to get him like he does in the book. He’s too mad to sit up front with him.

Idk what other peoples opinion’s of Jamie are but I love her. Chewing out Mason for beating up Tex? Hell yeah. 

Hey can we talk about Mason being the only person to call Bob Robert. What is up with that. I guess “Bob didn’t like to be called Robert. He took a lot off Mason, though,” probably means Mason just gives him shit but being the only one to full-name him seems kinda intimate to me.

Tex remembering Pop coming to pick him up after he borrowed that car: “I remember seeing his face, when he came to get me, almost like he had written me off, like I wasn’t his kid anymore.” Another bit of insane foreshadowing there, Hinton.

After the fight Tex talks about how things aren’t the same anymore and Mason’s changed :( idk, for me, things changing between me and my sister is one of my biggest fears so I get the way Tex talks about it.

A short list of details I love about Mason: he’s good at making chili but doesn’t know how he does it, he doesn’t like driving in the city and gets road rage, and he measures how tall he is on the door frame. 

“Johnny was smarter than most people thought. Once you get a reputation for being scatter-brained, people always think you never have a serious thought in your head, but that isn’t always true. I ought to know.” 😢

Very important to me that the fortuneteller’s best advice is “don’t change.” Obviously Tex changes some, he’s not a static character, but at the end of the day he’s good by just being himself.

“It tasted really good, like pop with a zing to it. The only thing I’d ever tried drinking before was beer, and I never could get a taste for it.” He’s so real for this. Beer sucks.

Very important to me that multiple people refer to Tex as “cowboy” (Charlie Collins, the hitchhiker, and Lem).

Tex’s dream is so sad. The fact that he wakes up holding the doorknob, when what he remembers of his mom is wanting to stop her from leaving but he wasn’t tall enough to reach the doorknob 😭 stfu. And also just the way Mason deals with his sleepwalking. “He never gets mad at me when I sleep walk.” 😭

Mason dealing with Cole Collins demanding who got his kids drunk is so good. Peak Mason right there. “Don’t you have enough kids of your own to hassle?” GET HIM. He’s also just so funny. “I was thinking about going over to the Collins’ and demanding to know who got you drunk last night,” pls.

I’ve talked about it before but Mason’s reaction to Lem’s baby being “Little Lem” and him not liking being named after Pop is a detail that’s really important to his character.

“I would have rather gone out for track, but not going out for anything was the thing that would bug Coach most, so that’s what I did. I love to bug people like him.” Love that for him, honestly. Okay Mr. Do things out of spite.

I really like how Tex says “It was a relief to me that Jamie always said what she thought without hedging around or playing games.” You would think he would maybe feel the same way about Mason, but later he says something about how Mason doesn’t lie to him, but he doesn’t tell him the truth either, and I think that’s the big difference.

Taking a moment to say that it’s nice to see Tex being a teenage kid who’s just like living life and growing up and learning about love, but it’s also so frustrating in a good way. “I wondered when she had started wearing a bra.” BROTHER PLEASE.

Tex and Johnny’s make up after Tex jumps the creek is actually very sweet. “Johnny, there are people who go places and people who stay, and I think we stayers ought to stick together.” ❤️

Tex telling Mason he’s got a few more inches to grow based on how long his legs are because that’s the way it works with horses (and Mason sighing with relief) is so freaking funny.

I love how Mason drops the subject of Tex jumping the creek so quickly. It really shows how he has to truly pick his battles😭

Tex being confused and flustered by the salesgirl <3

Okay he mentions going water skiing once and immediately my mind went to Alan Jackson in the music video for Chattahoochee. Tex core as hell.

“Hell, Bob hasn’t made it any further than I have. But for different reasons.” Hello. Hello Bob what.

“Texas, all my life I wanted somebody who knew more than I did to tell me the truth. I really wanted that. I never got it. I had to learn it all the hard way. I’m just giving you a present I always wanted.” God this gives so much insight to why Mason is the way he is. I think there’s more to it than just truth, too. He just wants someone to help him. And as an older sibling, I get that so much. And my parents are great, and I have several older cousins and friends who are a few years older than me and I still feel this way sometimes, so Mason is like really on his own.

I will NEVER not laugh at Tex looking at Western Horseman but thinking about Playboy. YOU STUPID HORNY BOY.

“We drove out to the expressway so Lem could get it going fast. I had fun running the windows up and down.” Oh it really doesn’t take much to amuse you, does it Tex. (relatable)

God I’ve talked about it before but the hitchhiker scene is just. . . urghhhhhh. Tex being pissed off because Mason is scared. Getting the hitchhiker to look by saying the cop turned his lights on (I wish they kept this detail in the movie, it’s very smart). Mason letting his head hit the dash so he doesn’t hurt his arm. Tex having to hold onto Mason so he doesn’t slide out or be dragged out by the hitchhiker. Him wondering if he’d had a gun if he’d join in the shooting. Fuck.

Then the aftermath!! Tex knowing that something bad must’ve happened for the guy to turn out like that. That his actions killed him. That he reminded him of him.

Also, just want to say that the first time I read this I LOST my mind when it’s revealed the hitchhiker is Mark. Truly lost my shit. And then for some reason it took me until Miss Carlson going to the funeral to realize that Miss Carlson is freaking Cathy. Crazy.

Mason trying to act all cool after being called a basketball star on the local news <3

I didn’t fully appreciate Mason smoking the joint with Tex until now. And the fact that he lit it on the stove burner. Cool as hell. And he’s just a 17 year old kid.

Hey, for all that he hates about Pop, Mason still gets excited when he comes home and tries to beat Tex out the door so he can get to him first, and he was all over him just the same as Tex was😢

I know it was probably just for the sake of pacing, but I wish in the movie they kept Pop forgetting that he was going to get Negrito back. It’s a prime example of him being a bad parent. It’s ANOTHER thing Mason and Tex have to do by themselves, another thing that Mason has to take care of.

Negrito missed him💔

Tex telling Mason he’s going to hate him for the rest of his life and knowing it hurt him: “It was the first time I realized hurting somebody could feel really good.” Yeah again I’ve talked before about how Hinton writes this part of sibling relationships really well, that the worst thing you’ll say/do will be to your sibling and this just emphasizes that. A sibling relationship is full of everything, especially intentional hurt.

“Blackie had the perfect build for football. . . it must be weird for him, to look like a football player and be totally on the inside.” Again hello. Blackie Collins I know What You Are.

The second worst thing Pop is guilty of is him not worrying that much when Tex busted five in a junior rodeo. FIVE FUCKING RIBS AND HE WASN’T REAL WORRIED. Oh I hate him.

Tex helping Ralph look for his false tooth after punching him and knocking it out <3

“Jamie, when we get older, sixteen maybe, let’s get married.” Mind you he just turned 15🤦‍♀️

There’s something about when Tex and Johnny are in the office and “I hadn’t been too afraid of facing Pop, but the look on Mason’s face was giving me chills,” that just really got to me. Idk. And again, the way Mason deals with Cole. Peak.

Johnny calling Mason a lousy son of a bitch for saying he’ll think of a punishment for Tex. Oh man. He and Jamie really said “we’ll defend Tex til we die” and I am so here for it.

I knew it was coming, but Tex’s reaction to not being Pop’s son is so sad :( also, I think it’s important to note the weight Mason’s words carry and how double edged they are. “I know when you went to prison and when you got out and I know his birthday.” Yeah he can do math but he also just knows when his fucking birthday is, unlike Pop.

“I was scared. I wanted Mason.” “Whenever I was scared, Mason was there.” SHUT UP😭😭

Honestly I don’t like Cole very much but props to him for being so level headed, asking Tex where he was right away and then calling the ambulance.

“ 'She was real good with animals, especially horses. She always said they talked to her and she’d get mad when I laughed.’ My wound gave a sudden throb and I had to bite back a gasp.” CLARE WAS THE PARENT HE DESERVED. HE AND MASON BECAUSE MASON’S LIKE HER TOO IN A LOT OF WAYS.

Okay, listen, HATE Pop McCormick, but his one good action is telling Tex and Mason to not think bad about their mom for cheating while he was in prison. 

But believe me that is the ONE thing. Because what do you mean Tex asks him if him not being his biological son was the reason he paid more attention to Mason and all this motherfucker has to say is “I reckon.” I am going to rage. (this is the worst thing)

I’m really appreciating Johnny and Tex’s friendship more. I love how Johnny is so jealous that Tex asked for Jamie.

Tex asking Jamie if she wants to see the bullet wound and then kissing her when she leans down. Little boy you just got shot, calm down.

“I’m goin’ for a walk and I’ll take the gun with me. I ain’t going to shoot anything, though. I ain’t going to shoot anything ever again.” 💔

“Late at night, lying awake, rehashing everything until my mind was whirling around like a squirrel in a cage, I thought I was going to die or go crazy. But then, in the morning, I’d still be alive, and sometimes the pain seemed a fraction less.” Hey so what the fuck. Oh god I get it so bad. And to read it in a young adult novel. Good god.

The ending really is my favorite. Tex telling Mason he has to go to college. Tex doesn’t hate him. Mason crying. Tex is going to make it. Not being able to say I love you but they know it’s there. “I remembered what Jamie had said, that love doesn’t solve anything. Maybe. But it helps.” 😭 and them deciding to go fishing. Because Mason loves it and it helps him unwind but he hasn’t been able to go for a long time. While I like the very last lines of the movie ("you wanna go fishing tomorrow?" "nah, you'd better practice. its rough where you're going" "well its pretty rough where you're staying"), I wish they would've gone fishing in the end like in the book.

Anyway. Love helps <3

[livfastdieyoung69]

Guys im in my mjf era!

Mjf x reader

Mjf being his usual douchebag self but reader being his soft spot yk? And someone using reader against him to get under his skin any of his old feuds would work for this so i dont mind 👀 just LOVE a protective feral man with very little regard for himself when it comes to the people he loves 🤭

HIGH FLYING BIRD

Sting had been your idol for as long as you could remember. For decades, all you ever wanted was to be like Sting. Now here you are- on the same damn roster as him. You worked with him, by his side, every damn week. Your few years in AEW had already given you so much more experience and advice than you could’ve hoped for, especially from Steve. The only downfall of working side by side with Sting was having to work with Darby who hated, much like many others, your partner.

Speaking of Darby, he bursted into catering with a scowl on his half-painted face. Sighing into your styrofoam cup of a crisp Dr.Pepper as he plopped down into the seat between you and the beloved man himself, Sting, you turned to face him.

”Yes, Darbs?” Of course, even with his bitching over your choice of a lover, he was still a friend. Sometimes. Darby scoffed and shook his head, crossing his arms and practically pouting in his seat.

”How in the hell are you with Maxwell? What do you see in him? Or is it, like, what you don’t see? Are you legally blind, Birdy?” It was your turn to scoff- at his remarks and the nickname. It’d caught on after you showed up to AEW and started doing crazy high-flying shit no one even knew was possible on day one.

“We’re not having this conversation again, Darby.”

“Yes we are. Is this a Stockholm syndrome thing? Blink twice if you need help.” Before you’re able to do anything besides point a finger in his face, you’re interrupted.

“Alright guys, let's just calm down here, please.” Steve- Sting- tries to calm the situation. Darby gives you a smug look from getting away with his remarks while you glare at him wholeheartedly.

”Talkin’ about me again, huh?” MJF leans over you, his usual asshole smirk on as his hands slide up your shoulders and lightly grasp at your sore neck, barely massaging it. Sore from saving Darby in your last tag team match with a dive through a table, actually. (And no. He didn’t say thank you. Steve did though.)

”Hey, baby.” You look up at him, glowering face replaced with a gentle smile that makes Darby cringe and grumble under his breath.

“Got somethin’ to say, dead boy?” Max asks from behind you, hands still working your neck as the atmosphere tenses even further. Steve tries to calm everyone again, but it doesn’t seem to be working as Darby stands from his chair, coming basically toe to toe with Max.

“Yeah. Yeah, I do. You’re the worst damn decision they’ve ever made in the almost decade I’ve known them. I don’t even want to know how you’re manipulating them into this, but I’m sick and tired of it.” Darby’s voice keeps growing, filling the silence of the now quiet catering room, everyone watching their argument. Steve stands up, placing a hand on Darbs shoulder to try and pry him back. You might’ve gotten up to stop Max, but honestly, you just didn’t feel like dealing with this anymore. “All you’re going to do is leave them behind when you get whatever you want from them, and we’ll have to pick the pieces back up.”

Once again, Steve's attempt doesn’t work, and Max steps back into Darbys space, now quite literally toe to toe, chest to chest.

“I swear to God, the next time you suggest I would ever even imagine hurting them in anyway whatsoever, I will rip your fucking head off and let Wardlow play with it.” With a sigh, you get up from your chair and try to put a little distance from the two by pushing at Max’s chest but he won’t budge, he won’t even look at you. “Only reason I haven’t done it already is ‘cause of how much they like your little daddy over there. See how that works? If I hurt you, it’d hurt my Bird and I’d rather die than dream that into existence so I try my hardest not to think about hurting you. Let's keep it that way, capisce?”

Before Darby is able to reply, Max finally gives into your pushing and turns to leave catering, you in tow.

“Max,” You softly call for him, trying to keep up. “Max, baby,” You stumble to grab his hand and he finally comes to a stop. “Do you really have to keep threatening my friends? It’s really no wonder they don’t like you.” You teased him with a small smile, grabbing his hands in yours.

“Uh, Kris likes me, thank you very much, toots.”

”That doesn’t count, Kris just gets everything. Everyone else is dumb.” You lean back and forth on the ball of your heels, his hands keeping you stable before he gets sick of it and pulls you forward into his chest. “It’d be really nice if you could just be good for a little bit, please. Just a couple days is all I’m asking for here.”

He rolls his eyes, and gives a huge, fake groan up to the ceiling. He knew it’d make you laugh, he always knew what would. You pull your hands from his grasp and bring them up to his face, bringing him to look back at you.

“Be a good boy for me, hm?” You whispered, thumbs rubbing gently across his face. Judging from the blush covering his cheeks, it seems like you’d finally found a way to tame him.

Mwah ha ha ha this isn’t really what you asked for but kinda sorta they were rivals at one point so ???

he def says capisce and he also would def call you toots idc it’s canon in my heart

Also have no clue where the whole bird thing came from but its here and the title is the Jefferson Airplane song

Anyways kinda really like this one its cute

[truths33k3r4]

CHAPTER 1 - BREATHE

Raph’s mind was drawing a gaping blank... Well, besides the panicked screaming echoing on repeat...

WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO???????!!

Today had already been full of uncomfortable situations. Enough tears had leaked through his eye sockets to rival those bad actors on one of Sensei’s tv shows. He became a stinkin’ breathing waterfall. Of..emotions. And now, here he was being clung to by a complete stranger. A stranger like him, but still a stranger. And now she’s crying TOO.

Raph lifted his eyes to the sky in a desperate plea.

Why did it have to be me?? Why couldn’t Mikey have done this?? Why do You enjoy stretchin’ me to my limit??? I’ve already been FEELING enough, now I got to deal with OTHER’S EMOTIONS???

Small hands continued to latch onto his. He didn’t try to pull away, but DANG IT ALL he was fighting against the constant urge not to.

I could text Mikey. Y-yeah, I could text him, he could come, do his little empathy magic, while I leave and sort things out… Ughhh but he doesn’t always carry his phone on ‘im. UNLESS OF COURSE HE NEEDS BLACKMAIL AGAINST ME- THEN IT MAGICALLY APPEARS IN HIS FLIPPIN’ HANDS.

The silence in the room amplified the awkwardness of his situation a staggering amount.

I could text Leo……

He wasn’t that desperate yet.

As he continued to try to make a plan of escape, a small sniffle pulled him out of his thoughts. He lowered his gaze back onto Lotus. However much of a complete stranger she was, she was still- well she looked just like a kid; So small and skinny.

And scared.

This… isn’t about me….right..

“Hey- hey, kid. It’s.. it’s ok. Ya need to calm down. At least take a breath.”

Lotus’ shoulders rose and fell as she forced a small puff of air into her lungs. It was pathetic, but at least she tried.

“I guess that’ll do for now.” Raph mumbled as he changed his position on the floor to something a bit more comfortable. “How about you do it again? In and out. Just try to hold it for three seconds.”

Lotus took another shaky breath in and was able to hold it for a little over two seconds, before she let it out again.

Still pathetic, but still progress.

“That’s it. Keep doin’ that. I know it’s been a bit.. scary comin’ here. Especially with my crackhead brother freakin’ you out… But uh- we may be freaks, but we don’t bite.”

Lotus finally looked up, and released some of her grip on Raph’s hand. It seemed that all of her tears had finally been spent, now replaced with a look of complete exhaustion.

It hadn’t been an easy day for anyone.

“Th- thank you, Rapha-…. Raph.” Lotus brokenly squeaked with a grateful smile. “You- you sound just like your brother.. The blue one- Um…Leo.”

Raph jolted in surprise as his brows creased in doubt.

“I’m nothin’ like him.” Raph offhandedly stated.

“Yeah sure,” Lotus scoffed, highlighting her exhausted complexion with a tinge of playful sarcasm, “ how could brothers ever act alike? My bad.”

Raph sat there with his mouth slightly ajar, blinking.

“I mean- YEAH, we’re brothers, but that doesn’t mean we’re all the same! This ain’t no cartoon where the only thing that defines us is our costume colors!”

“Huh. But you’re all soooo alike.. It’s probably a good thing you wear different colored masks, so people can tell you apart.” Lotus taunted, making Raph’s face burn in exasperation and a hint of embarrassment.

“N-NO, WE ARE NOT.” Raph sputtered indignantly, “I’M the tough guy, Don does machines, Leo’s the leader, and Mikey-” Raph takes a millisecond to think, “-We don’t know what Mikey is- But we are NOT ALL THE SAME.”

Raph looks back at Lotus and notices the gigantic, Mikey-Grade smile now shining on her face.

Little. Twerp.

Raph had to admit, it was funny. Clearly Lotus had enjoyed every second of tormenting him, but there was no way he was going to let her get away with it.

“Ya little brat! You’re trying to tick me off on purpose- what, did Mikey put you up to this???”

Raph playfully punched Lotus’ shoulder to congratulate her on a job well done. Though, going by her slightly pained expression after the hit, he realized he apparently punched her a little too hard..

“Heheh.. My bad..” He apologized as Lotus began rubbing her now sore arm.

“It’s fine..” Lotus snickered through a wince.

The room went silent.

Great. First emotions, now awkward silence. Just hittin’ all the marks today.

Raph used his unclutched hand to rub at his neck, as Lotus began looking around the room. Normally, during a moment of silence, a person would be contemplating what their next opener will be to a conversation, or even just taking in the scenery around them.

Not Raph.

No, he was too busy shriveling in the burning heat of awkwardness and feelings. He felt like a worm slowly getting cooked on the sidewalk.

Master Splinter had always taught Raph and his brothers the importance of caring for others; Putting their needs before your own and all that jazz. But just because he was taught that from a young age, didn’t make it any easier for him to do. He tried though! .. In his own way. A little jab to the arm here, a quick “good job” there… But that was the extent of his emotional capabilities.

And now here he is. The most emotionally-inept brother stuck with the impossible goal to comfort a weeping female turtle mutant. Fantastic.

The grating silence was disturbed by a prompt “SORRY!” from Lotus, as she finally released Raph from his prison her grip. Raph chuckled to himself as he began massaging his now freed wrist.

“It’s fine. You got a good grip on ya.” Raph was very grateful Lotus had decided to cling to his left arm.

“O-Oh.. Uh.. thanks.” Lotus shrugged, as she forced her hands back under the covers. She then tried to lay back down, but winced as she moved her recovering leg.

“O-ow!”

“Hey, you ok?” Raph turned to her, gripping his hand steadily on her shoulder to hopefully grant her more stability, “You shouldn’t be movin’ around too much. You still gotta heal.”

Lotus only nodded as a response, as Raph helped her lower her head back down to the pillow.

Ok- before things get quiet again- JUST SAY SOMETHING. Chat about the weather, favorite tv series- SOMETHING.

“Soo..Where’d you get those marks on your head and arms?”

REALLY?? THAT’S THE BEST YOU CAN DO??? Where do ya THINK SHE-

“..Um.. I was born with them?.. I think?” Lotus said in uncertainty as she looked over the star-like markings decorating her shoulders.

..She thinks?

“..How about you?” Lotus gestured to Raph’s arms.

“I was born with em’ too.”

“Even those scars?”

Raph’s pupils constricted as his eyes widened. His hand slowly raised to touch the deep green slash over his right eye, as his gaze lowered to peer at the lightning bolt scar imprinted into his skin at the tip of his plastron.

“N-nah. Didn’t get these until I got older.” His voice lowered almost to a whisper as memories replayed in his mind. He had to take a deep inhale to slow his brain down. He pointed up to the scar on his face. “This was an accident.”

Please change the subject.

“Oh..” Lotus nodded in understanding, “What about-”

Raph and Lotus both flinched as Don came staggering into the bedroom. His throat choked on every breath being squeezed out of his lungs, and his shoulders trembled.

“-DON?? What’s goin’ on? Are you oka-”

Raph looked into his twin’s eyes. He recognized the overwhelming fear plaguing his brother’s face. He knew it all too well. The silent link between the two connected in an instant, with message after message from Donatello.

( HELP. HELP. THEY WON’T STOP- I CAN’T MAKE THEM STOP. )

“Don, it’s ok! BREATHE.”

Raph watched as his twin’s gaze went from panicked to unfocused. He probably didn’t hear a word Raph had said.

The crimson-clad brother got off the floor and turned to Lotus.

“You good? I- I gotta take care of my brother-” He promptly asked, twisting his head from Lotus to Don with each word.

“Yeah, I’m fine-”

“-Kay. Rest up. Chill. Don’t move your leg. Take the two pills on the side table.”

And with that, Raph ran to his twin just in time to catch him before the purple-clad brother fell to the ground in a wheezing heap.

. . .

Donatello’s head pulsed with a deep ache as all his anxiety and fear combined into a tormenting storm in his body. Thunderbolts of adrenaline shot through his arms and legs forcing them to tremble. His instincts shouted for him to find help. GET HELP. GET HELP NOW.

Without his permission, his legs began moving towards the brothers’ bedroom. He didn’t register quite yet what he was doing, but it felt right to search for some semblance of comfort from one of his brothers. And by the fact that his heart rate and breathing were accelerating at a dangerous pace, he knew he needed to move as fast as he could before his low oxygen levels caught up.

HELP.

Donatello’s mind still thundered loudly with the echoes of his horrible memories, but then the sound of someone’s worried tone parted some of the clouds.

“-D-N?? W-’s goin’ on? - yo- oka-”

( HELP. HELP. THEY WON’T STOP- I CAN’T MAKE THEM STOP. )

The world remained a shadowed blur as he fought to gain back control of his body. The voice- Raphael’s voice, was telling him to breathe, which sounded like a wise thing to do. With each forced breath, Don’s vision slowly cleared. The red and green blur in front of him crystallized into the face of his worried twin. Don’s head continued to swim in the raging currents of adrenaline, but at least now he knew he was safe. The subtle waves of his brother’s comfort washed over him in a cool, refreshing tide. Fear and panic drained from his mind, leaving nothing but peaceful exhaustion. With a deep sigh, every ounce of adrenaline left him.

Quickly following his sigh, he all of a sudden felt the sensation of his brother’s arms wrapped around him, along with the coarse texture of grout and tiles scratching into his knees.

How did I get on the floor??..

Oh- right- Hyperventilation leads to low oxygen levels.. which leads to dizziness..

which leads to f- faaaain-

..I don’t feel so good…

“DUDE WHAT DID I JUST SAY!??! BREATHE GOSH DANG IT!!!!”

Ahhh my loving brother. So gentle. So polite.

“DON- Dude- DON’T MAKE ME SMACK YOU.”

Well that would be rude.

“I’M GIVIN YA TO THE COUNT OF THREE.”

..Why are we counting?

“ONE.”

Wait- what did he say again?

“TWO.”

Oh- he wants me to take a breath so my oxygen levels will return to normal leading to-

Don’s thought was literally smacked out of his head.

“H-heyyy!” Don coughed, after taking a big gasp after the blow, “Ow.”

“WELL- Ya wouldn’t BREATHE. I PANICKED.”

Raph’s smack wasn’t even that hard compared to those he’d given during one of their thousands of arguments. It was quite successful in clearing Don’s head..

Still though- ow.

And that's it for this chapter! :)

WE MADE IT GUYS!!! WE'RE OFFICIALLY IN BOOK TWO!!!!!! :) WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

I have SO MANY PLANS for this book guys- I have a timeline, notes in my phone, in my notebook, AND on my computer!!!! THIS IS GONNA BE FUNNN~

I know my last book ended on a cliffhanger with the flashback, and TRUST ME- WE WILL CONTINUE WITH THAT- But first, I wanted to slowly bring you all back to the current story, where it's a bit more... calm, before I explain what happened to Don, Lotus, and Raph. Just take this little breath..

..cause you're gonna need it.

Anyways, hope you enjoy!! If you liked it, please feel free to reblog this!

To God be the glory!

~ Melissa

MASTERPOST <- PRIOR CHAPTER NEXT CHAPTER ->

[tannertbosas]

rant to elaborate on my previous post …

so my point was, that tanner received the fandom treatment that reaper & jessup deserved, but this is just simplified.

reaper and jessup themselves are pretty popular and relevant characters in tbosas fandom, but most of the time when I see stuff about them, it’s very surface level.

meanwhile for tanner, which is way less relevant in the story of tbosas, probably out of every main tribute, i’ve seen people provide way more over-analysis of his character and behaviour (i am 100% included) that I feel like are a bit unnecessary and is, at the end, overlapping reaper and jessup’s character traits. one part of the fandom refuses to look past his dancing over lamina’s dead body in the book storyline, and the other part is trying *too* hard to make him seem entirely innocent. but that’s just common fandom behaviour, i’ve seen multiple other characters receiving the same treatment.

but tanner is depicted negatively in the book and in the movie, showed to be lacking of empathy and eager about killing (ranting about slaughterhouse methods in his interview) while reaper and jessup are characters that are depicted positively, and are both separately very interesting characters. reaper also tried to attack people, and in the book, apologised to the other tributes for having to kill them in the arena, but then promised that their death wouldn’t be meaningless, and he then performed a rebellious act in the arena by tearing down the capitol’s flag and forming a morgue with the deceased tribute’s bodies, which is the most important act of the 10th hunger games , but people seem to look past that. i have personally barely seen anyone try and give it an over-analysis like they would do to their favs!

jessup on the other hand was shown to be protective of lucy gray since the beginning, and jumped over lysistrata to protect her from the arena’s bombing. and he also had one of the most interesting character plots, having rabies, that he passed to reaper in the zoo, at least in the books. his death was also very interesting, on how it affected lysistrata, and her words about him.

as for fandom treatment, i’m mostly talking about pure “fandom” stuff. I can’t blame people for not having them as favourite characters, but it feels very exclusive to barely ever see reaper or jessup included in fanworks, such as fanfiction, which is very popular in the TBOSAS fandom. to continue about fanfiction, i’ve also been noticing a lack of pairing containing the two characters (separately), while both being very interesting and good natured characters, or if they are in a pairing, it is very overlooked. meanwhile people have no problem shipping tanner with, i could say, anyone, while being almost… antisocial.

this just doesn’t make lots of sense to me, how quick people will say oh tanner is actually very caring, oh he was kind, his dance over someone’s literal dead body had a deeper meaning, could be rebellious, etc… im all for headcanons, do what you want, but those headcanons that most apply to tanner, are actually closer to reaper and jessup’s characters.

this is NOT to force anyone to do anything. this is just my personal observation in this fandom. maybe it’s just since i talk a lot about tanner, most stuff I see is around him. i just find the lack of consideration for such good written and interesting characters such as reaper & jessup a big waste, especially if you’re gonna applicate it to a very less relevant character.

[wisteriagoesvroom]

Hello! A again! Frando-Norpinto thoughts I have, at a time absolutely I should be studying (it’s like fuckass early in the morning and im On my way) but anyways!

Your post about the younger more genuinely optimistic or positive people bringing joie de vivre to the lives of older people in a ship has made me think so much about how lando tries to show off this seasoned, devil may care attitude lately (does not work. He cares SO MUCH.) but he is also seriously someone who takes things to heart. I think lando is interesitng to rpf with Franco because what differs in the way they perform for the world.

Franco is unabashedly honest, doesn’t allow himself to be europeanised and have that be used against him to take away from his heritage and spin in the terrible media bias, but he has an immense awareness of the lack of privilege he is. Easy going, but calculated, fairly devilishly smart and charismatic. Franco is not here for a long time, and he knows he has ability. He doesn’t have the career to give him cynicism to lando levels yet but being who he is he has every right to be jaded in ways he doesn’t let himself be. He wants, so he works, holds it loose and goes fast and hard.

Lando struggles against and with his privilege in his media, and there’s this sort of unsurety there as he begins to get comfortable being in a position where he’s achieving things and attentioned. Lando has been here long, and wants to stay for much longer. He’s been wanting for so long it’s weird toHAVE.

His performance is hyperbole on a low level and a melancholy that he holds with his hands and goes head first into the life.

Lando’s performance is omission and oversharing all at once, more mask that’s become skin at this point.

And so, the way they interact with each other is so fun!! Their sincerity and genuineness manifests in smooth but honest yapping and awkward reaches and tiny acts of service that matter, and it’s so important to me to see that difference and see what makes them click together.

I realise I’ve dumped my personal character analyses and interpretations on you, so feel free to ignore this Ahdhdhfh. But yeah, you’ve made my brain go OFF (I say like my brain isn’t rpf obsessed and produced 11 f1 works in two months and doesn’t have like, a shit ton of wips) but yeah you’ve def showed me the delights of frando-norpinto

Just. Agh.

hellO A not that there are ever really wrong takes in rpf cus. it’s rpf. but also. you are so right. there is something v interesting about franco’s smoothness and confidence to just go for it vs lando who is mildly bemused and doesn’t totally get it but he’s enjoying franco’s overt enthusiasm anyway. see: picture of them at driver’s parade.

i think they make a great pair and i think franco is earnest and excitable in a way that Lando probably hasn’t seen in a while and it’s a very interesting dynamic. TO MEEEE

someone also said lando lives his mid 20s like a person who is making up for lost time a little bit , and i see that. franco’s endearing Whole Thing is charming to him in my mind maze for this reason. and at the same time you simply cannot account for or quantify ✨ chemistry 🧪

[nicksolemnlyswears]

HOTD S2 EP2 THOUGHTS

SPOILERS AHEAD

I need to start this by the very strange scene at the brothel. It took me so much by surprise I had to pause it. Like we all know these boys have mommy issues but I always thought it was more Aegon than Aemond. Like wow. I was left like this

It was the intimate position, his hair was down, the lack of clothes. He was completely vulnerable. Aemond wanted to be coddled and to be told reassuring words.

I didn’t understand well the part where she tries to kiss him and he says “not here” like sure man. you’re just naked and telling the keeps secret but go off [ngl i was waiting for her to pop a boob out and breast feed him]

that woman is a dangerous woman. she had scheming eyes. we’ll see where that goes.

Following up with the mommy issues I am so disappointed in Alicent. Aegon is clearly not her favorite child I do not know how she can bear seeing him weep as he seeks her out and she just nopes out. WTF. No wonder your other son is seeking refuge elsewhere. Also forcing Haelena to do the funeral proceeding. What sort of mother are you? The Greens think they’re so high and mighty but they barely resemble a family. They are not a united front.

The funeral proceedings almost had me in tears. I didn’t think they’d show the poor child with its head sewn back together. I thought he’d be covered. Now more so than ever I curse Alicent. You are forcing your daughter who had to witness his death relieve this scene. You forced her to watch her son be paraded around the city.

Daemon fucked up and it’s because of him that a child is dead and yet I can’t bring myself to hate the Blacks. The Greens are terrible people.

Aegon is falling apart and mourning and he has no one to come to. He doesn’t know how to control his emotions and I can’t blame him for it when his mother and grandfather only use him as a puppet and not a real human being. I pity the Hightower children.

That being said WTF was that? Making Ser Criston Cole the hand to the king? Disgusting. He was projecting so hard during this episode. Bitching about Arryks dirty cloak and blaming him for Jaeherys death.

BITCH IT WAS YOUR FAULT FOR GETTING YOUR COCK WET. FUCKING CRISTON COLE I CANT FUCKING STAND HIM. I CANT EVEN SAY IM HAPPY ALICENT SLAPPED HIM CAUSE HE PROBABLY ENJOYED IT.

I’ve got more to say regarding the Greens but my blood pressure is going up. Let me recap I hate them and I pity them all at the same time because the three children are only products of Alicent and Otto’s parenting (Viserys up to some point to)

Oh and let’s not forget Otto’s kind words for Viserys. He probably just misses how easy he was to control.

MOVING ONTO THE BLACKS

Baby Jace and Baela I love that little moment and yet I fear it because she’s out there on cute little Moondancer and it sounds like trouble.

Love the Ser Harwin talk. They acknowledge it and they accept it. Talk about being progressive.

But also so sad that Baela feels that way towards Daemon. I had high hopes for their relationship considering that deleted scene in season 1.

RHAENYS HAVING RHAENYRAS BACK TALK ABOUT FEMINISM. HELL YEAH! I fully want Rhaenys to be Rhaenyras ride or die!!

Daemon fucked up, yes. Will we ever know what he told Blood and Cheese? No. Still I can’t blame Rhaenyra for doubting him. He’s a sketchy man who puts on his little cloak to commit war crimes.

Don’t get me wrong I’m a Daemon stan but if he didn’t act so sketchy maybe we would trust him more.

He’s a dramatic guy he’s out commuting yet another big declaration of love for Rhaenyra. Like “look i’ve got harrenhal for you” I think idk we’ll see next episode.

Ser Arryk and Ser Erryk how fucking tragic. and whose fault is it? FUCKING CRISTON COLE PIECE OF SHIT

breathe nikki breathe

a part of me thinks he killed himself because he knew they would live in doubt if he’s really sir erryk. but in reality they believed they share a soul so that was probably why. he killed his other fucking half. they might be divided by believes but they still love each other.

ELINDA IS A REAL HANDMAID. SHE FOLLOWED INSTRUCTIONS AND LOOKED FOR A GUARD. Haelenas maid could never.

I have so many more thoughts so if anyone wants to talk please feel free to hit me up. I’ll probably rewatch the episode tomorrow again to process

[lightlycareless]

Hii! I just wanted to let you know that I'm a big fan of your work!

I started of with discovering your "First it Hurts" fic on ao3, then being updated to your every post cus I look forward to every fic or hc's you make!

Also, I loved the valentines special post 💗💗 BUT IM SO CURIOUS ABOUT NAOYA'S LETTER AHH, anyways I just wanted to let yknow that I love your fics and the way you write Naoya! I hope you continue writing fics about him since there's a scarcity on Naoya fics HAHAHA, but I dont mean to pressure you! Please take your time, and I'm eagerly waiting for your new fics!

Hello!!

Awww thank you so so so much!! I'm so happy you're liking it so far!!!!! 🥺❤️ akajghajkghasgjas as well as my oneshot :>

Also, I'd like to apologize for the delay; I'm slowly working my way through requests, the main fic, and the weird schedule for my job 💀 I greatly appreciate your support and patience 🥺❤️ Also, I'll be writing Naoya fics for like, ever. I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO SEE HIM ANIMATED OMG ALL THE INSPIRATION.... gotta keep this small part of the fandom alive!!!!

Now... to the letter.... I feel like it would've gone something like this:

warnings: naoya is a prick, no surprise. but... he has feelings, just that he doesn't know what to do with them. this is the oneshot anon is referring to.

Happy reading!

Y/N.

I didn’t think letters were still written in these times, outside of elderly people and the socially inept, but I suppose that for certain occasions they are still necessary.

By the time you get this you’ll probably already have an idea of where I’m going with it, yet I’ll still write it down.

I cannot deny that you came onto my life in the most unexpected way, not necessarily the best either.

I didn’t like your siblings, and I still don’t. I think of them to be nothing but highly annoying, arrogant, especially your sister who seems to parade herself around Gojo and the privilege she had of knowing him.

Your brother is somewhat… calmer in that aspect, he tends to keep to himself, and I respect that. Everyone should be like that, you know?

But I’m not here to talk about them, of course, I’m here to talk about you.

When I heard that you were going to enroll, I wasn’t thrilled, I genuinely thought great, another nuisance was to grace the school grounds—I already had this preconceived idea of you and was more than ready on keeping it… until I finally I saw you.

I’m sure you’ve heard this a thousand times already, someone like you must’ve undoubtedly… but you are the prettiest girl I have ever seen in my life. Your beauty is so mesmerizing, I couldn’t believe it was real—anyone thinking otherwise is either blind, stupid, or lying. Or maybe all at the same time.

I didn’t accept those feelings at first, tried my hardest to ignore them and go back to disliking you, find a reason to hate you and move on.

But I couldn’t, and when I heard your laughter, saw your smile, or the cute way your eyes twinkled whenever you were excited about something, I knew it was impossible for me to disregard it any further.

My feelings for you had only grown more and more as time passed, and now, I find it physically impossible to contain them, but still hard to express them to you in person.

So, I resorted to this letter, which I hope will be able to accurately convey what I feel for you, if only for a fraction, until then.

What I mean to say is… If you let me, Y/N, I can show you how special you are to me.

I can give you all that you want in the world—it doesn’t matter what, whether it being money, or the stars themselves—I will not spare any expense to give you what you deserve, and I shall assess that every day of my life until my death, starting with the gifts I’ve sent you today, alongside those waiting in your dorm.

I shall call you mine. No other man will be able to lay a hand on you, and I won’t allow any other woman to do the same to me either. My eyes will solely keep to you, and you alone; I expect you to do the same.

And in turn… I don’t ask much, except that you see me the same cheerful, adorable way you see others when happy, the one that has me completely enthralled, unable to keep it off my mind for more than one second, and… accept me into your heart.

If you so decide it appropriate to get to know each other better, you know where to find me. I shall await your response.

Naoya.

As you can see, Naoya isn’t overtly romantic or good with words (I mean, the slander at the beginning lol) but he tries, as genuinely as possible—his honesty is a virtue to appreciate lol. Also, he was TREMBLING while writing this, if not crying hahaha he really almost died when he wrote you were the prettiest girl in the whole while world.

He’ll become more comfortable with it, of course, he’s a man that can’t hold himself when it comes to talking. But it’s nice to see him all shy for once 😊

Akgjakogja I’m so happy you all liked this little oneshot—I know it was quite the bomb to drop on valentine’s day, but I swear, it’s a happy ending story :>

If there’s more you want to know about that oneshot/au just let me know, I’ll be more than happy to indulge!!

Take care, and hope to see you soon!!!

[coochellati]

Hey, Jovia ^.^ I’ve been following your blog for a while now and I absolutely ADORE it. Your rants and everything are literally my safe space, I’m just as obsessed with Bruno 🥹🤧

I want to share with you something maybe less typical to your usual head-canons. It’s related to that scene where he ascends to the sky and he says sth like “I’m only going back to where I was supposed to be. I’m simply returning to how I once was”. Do you ever think Bruno might actually be a spiritual person? Not in the religious sense necessarily (but it might explain something, since he’s Italian and most likely a Catholic). But I find that scene quite symbolic to his character - let’s be real, it’s one of the most majestically-portrayed deaths in Jojo (might be biased, right, but can you not be when it’s about him? 🥲). I like to think that he might have some faith - whether in some god or simply the universe. He shows this multiple times in the show, but I think his sense of faith and spirituality shows the most in his optimistic thinking. He sees the light even on a dark path (and, sometimes, he’s the light himself; to others) and tries to be moral, even in his area of “work”. If some kind of faith doesn’t drive him, then what else?

This turned into a long rambling. Anyway, I’m curious to hear your opinion!! Stay safe ✨

Hi!!! Thank you so much for reaching out!! It makes me feel incredibly honored that you think so highly of my blog and consider it a safe space 😭🩷

Ooh!!! This is a good one; I love getting all philosophical over Bruno.

Oh my god his ascension scene is fucking beautiful. I too think it is the most majestically-portrayed death in JoJo’s. Yeah.. okay. im Biased too…. Still though. I can’t think of a more beautiful death. And the SOUNDTRACK. Ascensione is so perfectly composed. It sounds like something Debussy would write. (It’s also in Ab major; my favorite key signature. 😩 Ab major just feels… so emotional.) I don’t listen to it very often though because it makes me burst into tears. 😭 Also the VISUALS. Can you think of a JoJo’s death that’s objectively more beautiful than Bruno’s?

(can you??? CAN YOU??)

I agree with your thoughts! I too believe he’s spiritual. Like you said, I don’t think he follows a specific religion, but it’s shown he believes in fate, which is a higher power, in a way. The idea of fate is highly associated with religion, so the chance of him believing in something is pretty high. You’re right, there’s a chance he could be Catholic, considering that 79.2% of Italians are Catholic (this data is from a Eurobarometer poll from 2021.) But I don’t get Catholic vibes from him… (what even are Catholic vibes?? LOL I don’t know, but Bruno doesn’t have em.) His ability to see light in dark things is also very correlated to religion.

Araki himself is somewhat spiritual, I’ve heard. He went to a protestant school when he was a kid, but he isn’t a Christian now. People speculate he leans more towards Deism now. Since Araki’s beliefs no doubt influence JoJo’s, I believe Bruno approaches religion the same way Araki does. Of course, Bruno is his own character, so he may not follow what Araki believes, but he is Araki’s creation…

So yeah, those are my thoughts! Thanks for sending me this; analyzing this man is my favorite pastime! :)

[samaraxmorgan]

HI THEREEE! ive never done one of these before but your sukuna roommate series makes my brain go BRRRRR! i dont know if this scenario was already thought of but i feel like i can imagine him begrudgingly dragging us to a concert for a band he likes (because he likes to torture us. definitely not bc he wants to be around us!) and the reader gets dressed up in his style to fit the vibe of the concert. (which he loves but he’d never say that). or during the concert he cages the reader against the barrier so they don’t get hit by the people around them. SCREAMSSS i love this series sm its literally so wholesome <33

HELLO!!!!! AAAA IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT!!!!!

So I DO have a very similar part in the works!!!! We go to one of HIS band’s shows and he INSISTSSSS we wear his jacket for some reason?? (The reason being he wants everyone to know we’re with HIM hehehehehehe (we literally haven’t even kissed but in his mind we are TOGETHER))

And I ALSO have an idea for a fic separate from this series where he takes us to a heavy metal concert right? And a wall of death opens up (for anyone who doesn’t know, a wall of death is when the crowd splits in two and then runs at each other at full speed) and we get knocked to the GROUND ASAKAK like we tried to hold his hand and not get separated but lemme tell u, I’ve been in a few walls of death myself and you’re GONNA get separated from your friends there’s NO stopping it

So we’re pinned down to the ground and he’s hovering over us so we don’t get trampled (how romantic!) <3 then he lifts us by the waist and says in our ear something like “I should be the only one sweeping you off your feet” AAAAAA he makes me so giddy shjsasjhh I LOVE HIMMM

And omg your idea of him caging us around the barrier STOP I LOVE ITTTT!!!! My dad did that with my mom when they were in highschool and now they’re married with two kids SOOOO I THINK IF SUKUNA DID THAT FOR US ITD GO THE SAME SKASKKKAKKS

Hehehehe anywayyy I’m so glad you’re liking the series and that u ALSO have metalhead!Sukuna brain rot <3 it’s SO FUN HERE

[lesbianboyfriend]

saw ur post about seven yr gap nrmts so now im curious to hear ur thoughts about it

hi of courseee thank you for asking hehe ^_^ must be said however i’ve only played aa1-4, haven’t done 5/6 or especially aai yet (EDIT: i’m actually about halfway through 5 now as i’m finishing this up but point still stands). so i don’t entirely know what edgeworth was up to during the gap (though i do know it’s mentioned in aa5 that he flew phoenix out a couple times to help with cases). that being said honestly most of my reasoning is based off of what we know about phoenix and what he was up to. also for anyone who’s not aware anon is talking about me saying that i don’t think narumitsu would be in a secret relationship during the seven year gap (which is a fic trope i’ve seen a lot of)

okayyy so basically like i think phoenix is not a very open person. he is very caring and compassionate, but he doesn’t actually reveal a lot about himself. this is not as obvious in the first three games bc you ARE phoenix, but it really comes out when looking at phoenix from apollo’s perspective. and like some of that has been prompted BY the events of the 7yg, but if you look back at the other games, there’s a lot phoenix kept to himself. so i think the 7yg probably really exacerbated that part of him. i think it’s especially important to consider that his last relationship he was super open about his feelings telling everyone how much he loved dahlia and showing of her necklace, only to find out that she hated him, hated his earnestness, and literally tried to poison him and frame him for murder. so like, edgeworth is not the only one with baggage in this relationship. and like, he’s just been framed again!!! it’s the same thing all over again…he got to a happy, comfortable place in his life only to have the rug pulled out from under him.

i don’t think that 7yg phoenix doesn’t trust edgeworth per se. but at the beginning, i don’t think he trusts anyone. even himself. i don’t think he would even tell any of his friends what happened right away, yet alone lean on them for support. he even says “it was a pretty dark time in my life” and that the only thing that kept him going was trucy—not any of his other loved ones. he was in a severe depressive state and struggling with alcoholism—i truly believe the only things that mattered to him, especially at the beginning, were taking care of/protecting trucy and eventually starting to gather evidence. i also think that like, he would’ve been very wary of introducing other people to trucy, ESPECIALLY edgeworth with his. proclivity for leaving.

i think that like. the “narumitsu had a secret relationship” really downplays how severely phoenix struggled during the seven year gap and also the impact of kristoph. many people when writing nrmts secret relationship portray it as if phoenix hates kristoph, completely distrusts him, and is just playing along with him. i think the reality was actually much more complex than that. think about phoenix saying “i don’t know what i think” when kristoph asks if he suspects him. and that’s at the VERY END, where kristoph has already been convicted of murder and all the evidence points towards him.

kristoph and phoenix were friends for seven years. i do believe phoenix suspected him somewhat for most of the seven years. i believe phoenix definitely did not want him around trucy. but i don’t think he didn’t feel genuine affection and care for kristoph ever. kristoph was the only consistent thing for him in the 7yg other than trucy, who while he obviously loves dearly, a father-daughter relationship is much different from a friendship. he was pushing people away, but he was also lonely. and i think kristoph was also a safe option for him. he didn’t have to let the people he truly cared about see him in this state. he could justify not letting kristoph too close to “truly” hurt him because of his suspicions, but he could also rely on him for company and comfort etc…

i also think phoenix was like. super ashamed of what had happened and what he had become. a lot of people present his appearance/demeanor as a way to “trick” kristoph into not viewing him as a threat. it’s possible that later into the 7yg he played it up for that reason, but like i truly think that’s indicative of where he was really at in the beginning. i don’t think he would’ve wanted edgeworth to see him like that. and i don’t think he would’ve thought that he deserved edgeworth in that state. as a proud believer in toxic krisnix yaoi, i think he convinced himself that like, his relationship with kristoph was all that he deserved. i also think it’s important to point out that like, when phoenix at his BEST tried to help edgeworth, he tried to kill himself and faked his death. they may have worked it out and gotten to a better place but like. i think phoenix at his lowest would remember that and think what could he possibly offer edgeworth NOW if that’s what happened then.

to be clear, i don’t think phoenix completely isolated himself for the entire seven years. i think eventually he did start to open up to his friends and edgeworth a bit more. we know that he helped edgeworth with his cases. i think he eventually even told edgeworth about kristoph, the jurist system, etc. and i think edgeworth helped him build his case and do that work. but i firmly believe the shadow of gavin and his disbarment would prevent him from ever pursuing a relationship like that with edgeworth until after everything was over, both for practical reasons and out of insecurity and low self-worth. i think he’d view it as almost needing to clear his name to prove he was “worthy” of having love like that, esp. with edgeworth. and like, i don’t think they’d get together right after the gap cause i think there’s like a lot of healing to be done, but i think edgeworth would be a huge part of that process for phoenix. and isn’t that cuties ^_^ so basically i find that to be a much more compelling narrative than “actually they were together and basically fine the whole time.” make those boys suffer. and then get better :)