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[notllorstel]

Fun funky PIs

[sweetrainbowcandy]

part 2 to my logan x chubby!reader fic which you can find here <3

a/n: I'm sorry this took so long! i've been really busy recently getting ready to move into uni, so my minds been on other things :( this was super fun to write, tho!

tags: 18+, MDNI, smut, chubby!reader, worst wolverine!logan, wade and logan are neighbors with reader, age gap, some angst (maybe?), logan gets jealous, daddy kink, logan makes you squirt

wc: ~4k

“So, Peanut, you gonna tell me about your rendezvous with little-miss-gumdrop across the hall?”

Logan pauses, setting down the weight he was curling and slowly turning to look at Wade. It had been a day since Logan went over to help fix your sink, and unfortunately his self proclaimed ‘wingman’ had been giving him an overly knowing look ever since.

“Nothin’ to tell,” he turns back around, his bicep flexing as he curls the weight, “Fixed her sink ‘n left.”

“Thats it?” Wade asked, taken aback, “You didn’t even hit her with the ol, ‘How bout you let me get up in your pipes next, bub?’” Wade’s voice drops to a deep rumble as he imitates Logan, and he drops the weight with a thud,

“Do you ever shut your damn trap?” Logan snaps, whipping around and shoving a finger at Wade’s chest. Wade gasps in mock offense, daintily slapping away Logan’s hand and placing the back of his hand over his forehead,

“I knew it, you are seeing her!” He says, forcing out a choked sob, “And I thought what we had was special, honey badger!” Logan rolls his eyes, walking over to the door and slipping on his jacket, boots brushing against the doormat.

“I’m going for a smoke,” he growls, grabbing a cigar out of the container on the stand next to the door, feeling around for the zippo in his pocket.

“Oh yeah, storm out the second you know you’re in the wrong!” Wade calls, holding up Mary Puppins and hugging her to his chest, “At least remember to pay child support!” Wade manages to shove in before the door shuts behind Logan. He ran a hand down his face and shook his head. Wade was insufferable, but he was a good guy. Sometimes.

“Oh, Logan!” Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts, blinking as he turned to face you. You were just stepping out of your apartment, hair and makeup done immaculately, adorned in a skimpy silk dress that showed off each delectably pudgy curve. You smiled up at him shyly, fidgeting with the strap of your purse slung over your shoulder.

Fuck.

Logan gulped, his fists clenching in the pockets of his leather jacket, “Hey,” he greets with a nod, quickly looking you up and down before clearing his throat and nodding to your outfit, “You, uh,” he pauses, his mouth feeling dry, “You goin’ out?”

You giggled softly, nodding and reaching down to tug at the scandalously short hem of your dress. Shit, what Logan wouldn’t give to tear through it with his claws, leave it in shreds on the floor and take you right here in the hall for everyone to hear—

“Yeah! I’ve, uhm, just got a little date to go to,” you said, struggling to keep eye contact with the large, intimidating man.

A what?

Logan felt hot anger flare up inside of him, his jaw clenching as his brow furrowed, “A date?” He growls, his voice sounding more predatory then he intended. Your eyelashes fluttered against your chubby cheeks in confusion, a bit surprised by his reaction.

“Y-Yeah, a date,” you stammer, shrinking a bit in on yourself. You couldn’t read his expression beyond the frustration, and a small part of you wondered if he was… jealous. But that wouldn’t make sense, right? You barely knew each other!

But Logan was irrationally upset, and he wasn’t known for his self soothing. What the fuck did some chump have that he couldn’t give you? He bet it was some geeky dude who weighed less than one-fifty with twig arms and a pimple-scarred face. Some fucking dweeb who didn’t know how to handle a woman like you.

But Logan didn’t have any claim over you. Just because he fixed your sink didn’t give him the right to be possessive. He was just acting like an animal again.

“…That’s… nice,” Logan grunts, turning towards the stairs, shooting you another look over his shoulder and nodding, “Good luck. Make sure he treats you right,” he says, before retreating down the stairs. He was oblivious to the way that you watched him leave, the way you gulped and looked down at your feet as you considered following him. But you didn’t. You took a deep breath and turned to head down the opposite stairwell. You had a date to meet.

It was later when the door to Logan and Wade’s apartment slammed shut, Logan’s leather jacket meeting the floor as he stormed into the kitchen.

“Woah there, Koolaid Man! Come through the fucking wall next time, why don’t you?” Wade calls from the living room, his words muffled by the sandwich he was macking on.

“Shut your fucking trap,” Logan snaps, rifling through the fridge before pulling out a beer, unsheathing his claws and using one to pop off the cap. Wade raises his free hand in self defense,

“Jesus Christ, did your cigar finally bite back? What the hell crawled up your tight bubble butt and died? Because I’ll tell you, whatever it was, I’m jealous,” Wade says, pointing to Logan before taking another bite of his sandwich.

Logan tilted back the beer, his throat bobbing with each gulp. He heard Wade whistle as he watched him down the whole bottle before throwing it to the ground and reaching to grab another, not even bothering with the shattered glass. His jaw clenched as he struggled to open the next bottle, before he let out a snarl and hit the cap off of the edge of the counter, causing it to fly off. His hand shook as he threw back the next beer.

Wade watched with a raised eyebrow, lowering the sandwich to where Mary Puppins was sitting next to him on the floor, her little nose twitching as she sniffed at it before awkwardly shoving it in her mouth, “…Did you run into gumdrop?” Wade asks, taking a shot in the dark why his roommate would be so pissed.

Logan braced his hands against the counter, shoulder’s rising and falling with each ragged breath. Before he knew what he was doing, he lowered his head and nodded, “Yeah,” he says, swallowing before speaking up again, his voice a deep rumble that barely reached Wade’s ears, “She said she had a date.”

Wade’s nonexistent eyebrows raised, and for once, he was quiet for a second. He thought about Vanessa, how he’d felt when she said she started seeing a guy from work. Sure, him and Vanessa had known each other for much longer than Logan had known you, but Wade knew how strongly Logan felt emotions.

Wade snaps his fingers and lets out an ‘ah-hah!’, moving to stand up and walk into the kitchen, “I’ve got it— you find the guy, challenge him to a gladiator-style naked mud wrestling match, invite her to watch, spear him from his tip to his gooch, then rip out his testicles and feed them to her like grapes. See the way you won her over? Very mindful, very demure.”

Logan’s brow just furrows, and he shoots Wade a frustrated and confused look, “Jesus Christ, you little shit, could you not run your mouth for one second?” He says through clenched teeth, turning to throw back more of his drink as Wade just shrugs,

“Okay, honey-b, I’m just trying to help,” he says, turning to walk back to the living room, “But if you wanna be the pussy who’s standing here drinking his frustrations away instead of confessing to the girl he’s obviously interested before she’s taken away, be my guest,” Wade says as he gestures dismissively at him.

Logan paused, moving to place his beer back on the counter with a click. As much as he hated to admit it, Wade had a point. What kind of pathetic loser just sat and drank his jealousy and sadness away instead of proving himself to her that he was better?

Wade flinched as he heard the sound of another bottle breaking against the floor, sitting up and watching as Logan stormed towards the door, “Fuck, another one? You’re cleaning this up when you get back, young man!” Wade calls as Logan tugs on his jacket before opening the door, slamming it behind him. Wade sighs, leaning back into the couch, “Go get ‘em, peanut.”

Logan’s at your door in a second. His large fist slamming against the heavy wood a good four—five times before he steps back, silently cursing that he didn’t check his appearance before he stepped out of the apartment.

Shit, what was he doing? You were too young and sweet for him, too much of a little angel to want anything to do with some old jaded fuck like him. He should just turn around, go back and have Wade rub it in his face how—

“Logan?”

And there it was again, you catching him off-guard by calling his name. You stood there, dressed in just a nightgown with your hair down around your shoulders, and fuck, you smelt good. It must be that same vanilla body butter he smelt when he was last this close to you. It was only now Logan realized how fucking late it was.

“Sorry, I—“ he began, cutting himself off and gulping, “…I can come back later if it’s too late,” he says, his voice deep and uncharacteristically soft. To his surprise, you smile, shaking your head and gesturing inside after stepping back.

“Not at all,” you say as you shut the door behind him. The lights in your apartment are dim, and Logan tries not to think about how fucking intimate it is, how too big and lumbering he feels in your space. “So what’s up?”

Logan blinks, snapping himself out of his thoughts as he realizes he didn’t just come into your apartment to awkwardly stand around. Shit, he didn’t prepare for this part.

“…How’s your sink?”

You’re both quiet before you let out a snort, round cheeks tinting as you giggle, placing a hand over your mouth. Logan feels a rare but hot flush of selfconsciousness spread down his neck, looking off to the side and nervously shifting his weight between his feet,

“I-I’m sorry,” you stammer between giggles, shaking your head and sighing, “I just— you looked so serious, I thought something was wrong,” you say as you pad over to your fridge, pulling it open and taking out a water bottle, “Drink?”

“…’M alright,” Logan watches as you nod, uncapping it and tilting it back to take a sip. He watches how your throat bobs with each gulp, his cock twitching in his jeans. Shit, he wasn’t ready for this. But he didn’t have a choice— he had to.

You place the bottle down on the sink, smiling as you recap it, “It’s working just fine thanks to you,” you say softly, your voice barely above a whisper. Logan nods, feigning a leisurely look around to try and come off as more casual.

“How was your date?” Logan asks after a second, and you pause, your smile faltering. Logan feels himself begin to panic— shit, was he crossing a line? His lips part, no words coming out for a minute before he chokes out, “If you don’t wanna talk about it-“

“No, no,” you cut him off gently, forcing a small smile as you cross your soft arms under your chest, almost hugging yourself. You just shook your head, sighing before speaking, “He just… we didn’t really get along.”

Logan felt bad for the fireworks that went off inside of him, quickly shoving down the celebratory thoughts and clearing his throat, nodding apologetically, “‘M sorry to hear that,” he says, tucking his hands into his jacket pockets.

You shake your head, forcing a soft laugh, “It’s alright, can’t expect every guy to have what I’m looking for, you know?” You say, which catches Logan’s attention. You watch the muscles in his jaw shift,

“…And what are you looking for?” He asks, taking a step forward, and you feel the energy between you shift. Your breath catches, and your hand comes up to rest against your chest,

“Uhm,” you stammer out softly, biting your bottom lip. Fuck, it drives Logan insane. Wanting to replace your teeth with his, tug that lip between his teeth while he envelopes your mouth with his, “Someone… reliable,” you begin, watching as he steps closer to you. Your breath catches, but you force yourself to keep talking even as your voice began to wobble, “strong…” you blink up at him, long lashes fluttering against your cheeks, “…older.”

Logan sucks in a sharp breath, the both of you practically standing toe-to-toe now. You have to crane your neck to look up at him, his hand raising to gently cradle your face. You shakily exhale as his thumb runs over your bottom lip, and you can’t stop yourself as your tongue pokes out to coax the finger into your mouth.

“Fuck,” Logan growls, letting you suck on his thumb before he presses and slides it against your tongue, “You need someone to take care of you, ain’t that right, doll?” You whimper around his thumb, and he softly clicks his tongue, “You gotta ask me properly, bub.”

You pull your lips off his thumb with a soft ‘pop’, slightly panting as your glazed over eyes lock with his fiercer ones, “Please take care of me, Logan,” you plead, your voice a breathy whine. Logan’s gaze darkens,

“I will, pretty girl,” his knuckles caress the side of your face, his other hand moving to splay out on your lower back, “Let me give you what these little boys can’t.”

He leans in, and before you know it, his rough lips are on yours. He immediately groans at the feeling of just how soft your lips are, evidently just like the rest of you. His hand moves from your face to tangle in the hair at the base of your scalp, tugging slightly and causing you to whimper. The sound just makes his cock twitch, his inhibitions already escaping him.

He curses against your lips, pushing you back against the counter, tongue probing into your mouth and dancing with your own. The wet, slick noises of your mouths moving against each other echo in the kitchen of your apartment, complimented by his feral growls and your whimpers. He pulls back, his lip pulled back slightly in a snarl,

“I’m gonna treat you right, doll,” he says as his hands trail down to grope at your fat ass over your nightgown, causing you to gasp and whine softly, arching back into his touch,

“Logan,” you whimper needily, looking back up at him and squirming in his hold. He curses, reaching down to pick you up, your eyes widening, “Wait, Logan, I’m too—!“ you cut yourself off with a gasp as he effortlessly lifts you, walking over to the couch in your living room and laying you down on it.

“Shut up,” he growls as he leans back down to connect your lips again, his big, rough hands sliding down your body as your back lifts off the cushions below you. He pulls back, shifting to lean his weight onto one arm as the other goes lower until he’s hiking up the skirt of your nightgown, causing you to gasp.

“Can fuckin’ smell you,” he says against your ear, his tongue poking out to lick his lips, “Cunt’s all nice and wet for me, huh?” You nod eagerly, spreading your chubby thighs and hearing Logan groan at the sight of the wet spot spreading on your lacy panties. He sits back on his haunches, reaching down to grab the crotch of your panties and tearing them, the fabric ripping like tissue paper under his grip. You gasp, watching him discard them off the side of the couch.

“Perfect fuckin’ pussy,” his hands lower, gaze hungry and dark as his thumbs part your lips. Your stuttered breaths cause your tits to jiggle, and Logan pulls his hands away from your cunt to grab the neckline of your nightgown. He tugs it down, tucking it under your tits which spill out into the cool air of your apartment.

You yelp and whimper as he slaps and gropes one, his other hand returning to your cunt. He looks down and groans as his thumb finds the hood of your clit, pulling it back over the little nub and smirking, “There she is,” he whispers, “Don’t even need to spit or anything, huh? Pussy’s already so fuckin’ messy,” he says as he begins to roll his thumb in tight circles over your clit.

You let out a cry as your hips buck into his hand, his bigger one shooting down from your breast to pin down your chubby stomach and keep you from moving, “Take it,” he snarls, and you can do nothing but kick your trembling legs and whimper as you claw at his arm, tears welling in your eyes. He shifts his weight, sliding his fingers down before slipping two of them inside of you.

He covers your mouth with his as you squeal, swallowing your cries and moans as he begins to jerk his thick, rough, long fingers up and down against the anterior walls of your pussy, hammering right up against that sensitive, spongy spot inside you. Your vision begins to go hazy, drool spilling out from between your lips and down your chin as you whimper. Your thighs quiver and he pulls back, lips pressed right up against your ear,

“Come on, bub, know you wanna cum real nice all over my fuckin’ hand,” he whispers, nipping your earlobe and secretly praying that your neighbors can hear the wavering cries escaping from your glistening lips as he pummels your pussy with his fingers. You sob, choking out his name, and before you know it you’re squirting and spraying all over his hand. He groans, “That’s it, just like that,” he coaxes, fingering you through it until you’re laid back and gasping for air like it’s a commodity.

He sits up, lifting your plump legs over his hips as he reaches to slide your nightgown up and off your body, dropping it carelessly next to your torn panties on the floor. He finds his hands softly running down your plump body, admiring that glazed over and drunken look in your eyes. He leans down, pressing a surprisingly soft kiss against your cheek,

“This alright?” He asks, and you can feel the bass of his voice against your chest as yours and his pressed together. Your cheeks warm up at the sentiment, that he still cared to check in despite the heat of the moment. You nod, reaching up to softly run your fingers through his hair,

“Yeah,” you whisper, not realizing just how whiny and high-pitched your voice had gotten, “Please,” your hands trail down from his hair to gently claw down his back, legs locking behind his hips. He grunts, hovering over you and reaching down to unbuckle his belt, sliding it off and barely registering it clattering against the floor.

“Say it again, baby,” he growls as he shucks off his jacket and tank top, his chest glistening with sweat. You watched as he reached to unbutton and tug down his jeans, reaching down and fishing his cock out of his boxers. You gasp at the sheer size and thickness of it, not to mention his heavy, fat balls that hung below it. He must have been pent up.

“Please,” you repeat, this time more desperately. Your hand reaches down shakily for his cock, breath speeding up as he doesn’t move to stop you. Your soft fingers wrap around him and he groans, bucking into your touch, “Shit,” you curse, “your cock is so fucking big.”

“Yeah?” He asks, and you can hear the subtle cocky smirk in his voice, “Bigger than whatever asshole you went on a date with, I bet.” And there it was, the admission of jealousy.

But you can only nod eagerly, fingers tracing the veins running along his length, “Yes,” you whimper as you angle his cock down towards your pussy, shivering and biting your lip as he takes himself in his own hand and slides the tip through your puffy, fat pussy lips, “Please, daddy?”

Holy shit.

Logan didn’t even know what came over him. One second he was grinding his cock through your slit, then you called him that, and now he was thrusting balls deep into your cunt. You practically screamed, crying out and clawing at his arms as his split you open, legs quivering around his hips as he thrust into you like a man possessed.

“Say it again,” Logan demanded, his voice hot against your ear as he reached down, grabbing you by the rolls of your stomach for leverage as he pounded your cunt, his heavy balls slapping against your ass.

“Daddy!” You cried out again, moaning through your sobs as hot tears streamed down your pudgy cheeks. You mewled as Logan leaned down to lick them up, his lips reconnecting with yours as the sound of your kissing and the couch thumping against the floor echoed around the both of you.

His forehead pressed against yours, the two of you looking into each others eyes as you struggled to keep yours on him, “Keep those eyes on daddy, baby,” he grunts, reaching around to lift your hips and fuck you back into his thrusts, causing you to fight the urge to throw your head back in pleasure.

“I-It’s too much, daddy!” You whimpered through your cries, sniffling and hiccuping as your body jerked up and down the couch. Logan shifted so he was sitting back against it, maneuvering you onto his lap and reaching down under your thighs so he was holding you before beginning to buck up into you. You squealed, hitting at his chest with your fists softly as you sobbed, the pounding too much for you to handle. His hand flew down once again to find your clit, thumb flicking roughly over it.

“You can take it, bub,” He reassures, watching as your face warps as your orgasm begins to wash over you. You begin to babble nonsense, and he wraps his arms around you and holds you close to his chest as he increases his speed, feeling your cunt flutter around his cock. It’s not long before you’re cumming all over his lap, crying out his name as you claw down his shoulders. He follows not far behind you, leaning in to bite down hard on your shoulder before releasing inside of you.

He pulls back, the both of you panting as you try to catch your breaths. You let out a tired giggle, resting your forehead against his shoulder, his hands running slowly up and down your back,

“And to think I was gonna break my sink again to get you to come over,” You slur tiredly against him, causing him to freeze. You broke your sink the first time on purpose? He sighs, shaking his head and holding back a soft chuckle,

“Brat.”

[via-l0ve]

Dating Carlisle Cullen HCs!

a/n: was the requested? absolutely not. am i a slut for daddy cullen? abso-fuckin-lutley

warnings: fluff, smut, swearing, im lowkey an edward hater in this i’m sorry, smut is fem!reader based!! dating daddy carlisle

- when you guys hang out at night /alone he’s all over you

- he holds you, lays on your chest, plays with your hair while you sit inbetween his legs SHSSUWHEISN

- he plays with your fingers while you guys are around other people and he gets a little nervous

- like if your hanging out with friends he’ll play with your fingers and hands, twist around your bracelets and rings

- i love him he’s so soft

- he desperately tries to stop you from popping pimples and blackheads

- “y/n sTOP”

- sometimes you’ll laugh at stuff he says bc it sounds so old fashioned

- he attempts to make you food and most of the time it’s amazing but usually when you two cook it almost always ends up burnt or undercooked or missing an ingredient

- bc he gets distracted by your stupid jokes that sometimes result in a food fight

- carlisle would do anything for you

- literally one time you brought up wanting to go to disneyland because they do a mardi gras parade and he almost bought plane tickets right then and there

- “what’re you doing?”

- “buying plane tickets.”

- “what??? STOP-“

- he loves how you hate when he spends money on you

- it makes him want to do it more

- you both have multiple matching things

- bracelets, rings, necklaces, etc

- he bought you this EXPENSIVE bracelet once and you almost passed out on the spot

- it has your and carlisle’s initials engraved into it and it’s your favorite color

- he lets you paint his nails frequently

- he loves when you do little designs on them too

- he loves being the person you feel comfortable ranting to

- it breaks his heart when he opens his door and sees you with puffy eyes and a red nose, tears reminiscent on your face

- he lets you in and picks you up, speeding you to his bedroom

- he grabs you a big t-shirt and a pair of his boxers and tells you to shower or change before talking about it

- and then after that he does whatever you want

- sometimes he’ll comb your hair while you rant to him, or make you some tea on the kitchen island while you talk to him about what happened

- he’d totally sit you on the counter and cut up + feed you fruit and clean the juice from your chin. im sobbing

- 100% takes care of your stuffed animals

- he would love how you bond with his “kids”

- you and emmett would totally play horror games together

- emmett and you are this clip:

https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxJdszrIKDCtmfnyVLdhVwf2sGqLcJ6NBU

- honestly either of you could be rhett/link and it would still make sense

- you lowkey make fun of edward ngl

- i feel like he plays games with you and emmett too and he sucks ass

- carlisle looses his shit when he hears you make a gooddamn good roast of him and you can hear him laughing from upstairs

- alice constantly tries to buy you clothes she thinks not only you, but also carlisle would like

- Rosalie would confide in you a lot

- tbh it took her a hot minute to warm up to you but when she saw how happy carlisle was with you she gave you a chance

- jasper loves you tbh

- he games w/ u and emmett and you guys kick ass in rocket league

- sometimes Carlisle will just stare at you for no reason

- you’ll catch him and he won’t break eye contact and you get all flustered and look away

- and proceed to look back to see him still staring

- “what’re you looking at?”

- “just you. :)”

- “okay but why”

- “youre beautiful.”

- “get a room!” ~ emmett

- reminds your to take ur medication

- after meeting your family, he’s always down to babysit with you or go to family reunions or vacations

- if it’s a sunny place he’ll just busy himself with work inside

- always liking ur instagram posts

- he always comments on them too

- just a simple “i love you” or “gorgeous🩷”

——— smut time

- respect and consent king

- wouldn’t dream of hurting you/degrading you ever

- he loves tits. sorry not sorry it’s true

- he’ll play w/ ur nipples and leave hickeys on ur boobs

- fucking looses it when you moan his name

- like, if you do that he’s giving you literally everything he has

- his fav position is missionary or when you ride him but you face him

- specifically if he’s sitting in his office chair and you get ontop of him and-

- makes your legs SHAKE

- he has his hands on your hips while you ride him bc that’s hot

- literally adores your body

- he couldn’t care less of your stomach pokes out or if you have love handles or stretch marks

- he loves you for you

- PRAISE

- this man loves to make you blush and he knows exactly how to do it in bed

- master at giving you head

- literally knows exactly what to do and how you like it done

- fucking dies when you ride his face

- like it’s not a thing that he wants he NEEDS it

- he pays attention to your body movements and how you react to certain things

- he’s the typa guy to get on his knees and eat you out

- tongue around ur clit and fingers inside you pumping in and out and moving around inside to touch your g-spot

[ducktracy]

I'm curious, do you have a favorite classic Disney short? 👉👈

OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD Hockey Homicide gets the crowning achievement for that! i've found all my favorite Disney shorts are the ones most (successfully) derivative of Warner cartoons. Clown of the Jungle fits the same niche... i also watched Little Toot for the first time recently and as a lifelong fan of the Andrews Sisters i LOVED IT. THE MUSICCCCC IS STUPIDLY GOOD and i could get lost in its spectacle.

i will say i just watched Duck Pimples for the first time the other day and LOVED IT. genuinely a little burned up it took me so long to see it. it's like... Who Killed Who meets Rooty Toot Toot meets The Great Piggy Bank Robbery. i never expected to see this sort of abstraction in a Disney short. Donald is unsurprisingly my favorite of the characters (well, technically the Aracuan bird is but he barely exists </3) and so i'm excited to see more of his filmography. i tend to prefer '30s Donald but this was very fun

I'M VERY HYPOCRITICAL WITH MY DISNEY TASTES.. i'm averse to the shorts because something about it feels very manufactured goody two-shoes wholesome, and yet i absolutely love the earlier Silly Symphonies, Dumbo and Snow White are my favorite Disney films and i've cried over both multiple times, etc... i really need to do more Disney research because it's been such a blindspot for me. i think i react most strongly to the spectacle and lushness of the art and just the historical magnitude of the studio, and all of that is mainly concentrated in the '30s. when they begin to shed that for their short films and instead try to imitate other studios or do their own attempts at comedy, i'm thinking "well, i could just be watching the Warner or MGM alternative of this instead". IUNNO. i'm at a very odd limbo with Disney. i articulated it a bit more concisely elsewhere (this is what i get for confining all my ramblings and essays on Discord..)

COMPLETELY RAMBLING. BUT YEAH! Hockey Homicide is probably my favorite as of right now, but i enjoy a lot of the '30s Silly Symphonies i've seen as well. i like Donald and want to see more of him--my uncle told me i'd probably like Uncle Scrooge and so i would definitely like to commit to reading Carl Barks' comics because my only real exposure to Barks is a LOONEY TUNES story he did for Dell with Porky and Bugs that is a bit... his ducks are more appealing. but there's some fun grandiosity in the staging you wouldn't get elsewhere. i'm not a huge adventure fan but i'm very curious to see what he has up his sleeves.

nevertheless, i've been liking more Disney the more i've been exposed to it and react most strongly to the '30s stuff. i think i'm more interested in its historical significance than the actual meat of the shorts themselves, which is why i should probably do my research about them. the most well known and easy to research animation studio is the one i know the least about (this is hyperbole but it is particularly egregious to me!)

[fun-k-board]

Hello, it's my first time to send an ask, more recently I finished the school good and evil books, And I fell in love with Hort, but he has literally no content x reader, so you can give hort simps some romantic content?

sorry if this is a bit confusing, english is not my first language 😅.

Of course! Now, I've only watched the movie and read the first book, so apologies if how I characterise him isn't that good or accurate. Also! Your English is really good so dw it wasn't confusing at all!

Pronouns: None

Info: Reader is described specifically in some parts but it fluctuates, ex, if you're very kind, then the next paragraph, if you're rude and abrasive.

General Headcanons

He's not the strongest or most impressive of boys, nevers and evers alike make fun of him for being weak physically and not bring the smartest of the bunch. What he lacks in a lot of things he makes up for in his devotion, despite being a never, he cherishes those he cares for and doesn't dare waver against his undying loyalty. So, if you show him that you're loyal, you understand his boundires and don't push them, he couldn't ask for anything more. Hort just wants someone who loves him for who he is.

Hort is very caring and won't be afraid to help you if you're down or acting strange, in private that is, in public it'd be a string of almost coded phrases and attempts to get you alone so you wouldn't be embarrassed of him calling out your behaviour.

I wouldn't say he's extremely protective, but he's definetly up there, and can become overbearing if you don't sit him down and express your boundaries. Hort wants you safe, and in a school like this? Safety is the last priority of the staff, somebody has to step up to get you safe and it may as well be him.

Appreciates if you at least comfort him or even try to stop the bullying that happens regularly to him, or even the manipulation provided by Sophie. In return his loyalty is tenfold.

He likes matching pyjamas, cute little animal patterns that you wear in each other's company.

Never Headcanons

If you're a never like him, many factors can benefit or dampen the process of knowing him. Especially if you somehow befriend Sophie, the small crush he has on her is just that in this, a small crush. It ends faster than it begins, and he realises your beauty and personality is something Sophie couldn't compete with.

Even if you may be too thin or too big, with scraggly and unwashed hair, pimples and rough skin, that's beauty for him. It gets you far for a never and hey, even if you're insecure, the school for evil and it's inhabitants will grade you good on it. Conventially attractive people are beauty in a different way, in that they're unusual, and a never with those features, as seen by Sophie, is still something he finds pretty.

Now onto your personality, for a never, this could go two ways, maybe you're nicer and shy, or even confident yet respectful, either way, they're traits unlike a never. While this places a target on your back and could cause some tension with teachers and students alike, it places an unfamiliar comfort when it comes to Hort and his love for you.

While he still wishes to be seen as someone capable of bad, and understands he can't always be the one to protect his significant other, he appreciates the kindness you extend to him. Hort hasn't known much kindness, and even a shy glance as you hold your hand out for him to hold, or a confident and outgoing grab as you smile at him, makes a far larger impact that you could ever realise. Especially since you're a never, he can't fathom that someone set out for cruelness and evil could still find it in themselves to love him, it proves to Hort your love couldn't be fake, and any seeds of doubt are dispelled by the adoration you show whether veiled or outright.

If you're harsh and the typical never, he adores your villainy and although he wants to become a villain himself, he can settle for a henchman if its under you, only you however. Hort doesn't mind if you're a little cruel to him, he's completely use to it, there are definetly lines that if you cross he's not staying with you, manipulating his love and devotion is a deal breaker. Especially if everything with Sophie happened before you were together, he doesn't want to go back to being used.

That said, you being 'cruel' is sometimes a plus, it makes you familiar and him relate to you more, which is always great when it comes to a relationship. Being a never doesn't always mean lack of love, your love isn't all cruelty, yelling and hitting, it lacks those at all later on when you or him confess.

Whether you're completely capable as a never or need help, he's always ready to assist if you need it. Struggling with homework? He took some notes! While the handwriting is barely understandable and messy, he will read them for you and even add some things onto your own studies he forgot for his. If you don't at all need nor want help, or even excel in studies compared to him, he's still there for when you somehow miss a lesson or maybe weren't paying full attention on a bad day. Hort even asks for help himself from time to time, while not outright, you can tell from how he's been placing lower these past few days, and you won't allow a fail no matter how cruel of a never you are.

If you were born a guy the chances of you being in the same dorm as him increases, and even if you aren't in the same dorm, you can still visit without eyebrows being raised, you may get put in the doom room if you aren't supposed to be out, however. If you were born a girl, you won't have a chance of dorming with him and will need to be sneakier when visiting each other so people don't think anything weird, and so you don't get put in the doom room.

When it comes to being between, neither girl or boy / both, you won't be treated well in the school for evil. In the handbook, it's explicitly stated that before, and after for the School for Evil, Agatha, both schools were very traditional and separated students based on sex.

Hort would be very lovely to you, helping in any way he could to lessen bullying or separation, and the last statements stay the same based on your biological sex. Which is unfortunate, but you can't exactly break a system with two teenagers, one a guy who has cute pyjamas.

Ever Headcanons

Now for an ever reader, things play out differently. Let's say you are a conventially attractive ever, beauty and grace your defining features, he may think you blend into the crowd. To him, all evers are self absorbed and fake, their kindness isn't unlimited, nor is it true, as when a never is in the room, or just a regular person that may not look the most rich and extravagant, the true colours start shining. That doesn't mean he believes them to be ugly or denies that fact, only in a jealous stupor or when aggrivated by one does that happen.

I can see this going two ways, either you catch his eye despite wearing the same uniform, being attractive and having the same sickly sweet attitude as everybody else, or, you notice him.

If you don't notice him, then perhaps your kindness is what allows you two to meet. Whether befriending the 'evil' Ever, Agatha, and meeting Sophie through her and therefore meeting Hort, who'd already had his beady eyes upon you. You could've defended him from a group of ignorantly loud and aggravating bullies, especially if they're Evers, his once smaller crush turns into respect. While he may not show it completely, and to an outsider he seems creepy with his affections, you understand him. If you don't? You know how Nevers act, they're strange and not like an Ever, so it's hard to judge what you have limited knowledge on. Given your already stated kindness, it's hard to imagine you'd be too judging.

If you're instead a very rude or just unusual Ever, being anti social in a harsh or awkward fashion, then it's your appearance that gets him aware of you fully, he notices you, of course. But, besides a few glances admiring your beauty, or gawking at your lack thereof, Hort doesn't try to know your name nor speak to you. He's busy getting bullied and used by a certain blonde never.

Your meeting is either coincidence or founded by you speaking to him first, if you're cruel, he is shocked at how outward you are. Most Evers are passive aggressive, his interest is piqued, and if you wanted him to leave you alone or you believed him to be weird, the chances of that happening have been lowered to zero.

If you're a shy and awkward type, Hort is drawn in by your cuteness for lack of a better term, how you try to seem confident because you don't want to fail or be bullied, he sees himself in you somewhat. His attempt to know you comes off as rude and overall strange, depending on your reaction, this could speed up the process or slow it. If you continue to try and be nice and respectful, he may just keep up this dance of insults, but if you fight back, Hort realises you aren't exactly the most different after all, and attempts a new approach.

No matter boy or girl, or either, in which case shouldn't be an issue since the school for good seems to be much more progressive, you won't ever share a dorm with him, which sucks, and you'll need to be more sneaky with your dates as to not be made fun of.

[justmossyall]

depression hacks masterpost

these are things that will help with mental illness that aren't 'go outside, drink water, and everything will be fine!!!1!!!11!1!11!' those are good fs but they don't work on their own. these will actually help in one way or another :)

hell yeah let's go

open your windows. the fresh air and sunlight will do you good and it takes like 5 seconds.

go buy some plants, there are like a gazillion that are next to impossible to kill. and don't come at me with 'ohhh I'll probably find a way hahaha" NO. the plants will be so helpful! they produce oxygen, bring nature indoors which psychologically improves your mental state, and they're just nice to look at! you can name them! sculpt and/or paint little pots for them!

STOP LISTENING TO SAD MUSIC. I cannot stress this enough. it just makes things worse. please stop. make a playlist of all your favorite stupid, happy, pump-up songs and listen to them all the time until they get annoying. then repeat!

acquire a gazillion stuffed animals. so much serotonin for such a small price

get a water bottle and put fun stickers on it, and designate that water bottle to be only for water. nothing else goes in it. that way you can drink out of it for kind of a long time before needing to wash it. keep it filled with water and actually drink out of it. drink as much water as you can, all the time.

chew gum! idk why but it works bro. especially watermelon.

hug people and ask people to hug you. hugs are so amazing it's like pure happiness but with the added perk of Deep Pressure. it can be from your friends, family, s/o, whoever.

make sure there's a lot of light in your room. not good to wallow in darkness. put up fairy lights, get fun lamps, light candles, keep your blinds open, etc.

dress like how you want to feel. be colorful, fun, and comfortable. don't wear hoodies, sweatpants and ratty old shoes, I know it's appealing but it's just going to keep you in that depressed state. I like to wear dresses, colorful jeans, graphic tees from 5-Below, combat boots, and lots of funky earrings. (seriously 5-Below is a lifesaver for literally anything!!!) you can get a lot of these things for super cheap - I got a 20 pack of fun earrings like duckies, mushrooms, mini water bottles, etc. for like $11, and a lot of my colorful jeans are like 6 bucks at the thrift store. whatever your style is or whatever you want it to be, work to make that happen. because getting dressed is one of the simplest things you'll do in a day, so why not make the most of it?

doodle. it's fun and simple, and it'll give your hands something to do other than pick at your skin if you do that kind of stuff (see below).

on a similar note, make art!!!!! it doesn't have to be good!!!!!! just make art all the time, as often as you can. write crappy fanfiction. make friendship bracelets. sculpt a funky lil cat. draw your comfort characters. art is so healing and it will do wonders for you. even just like run your hands through a giant bag of beads like I do :P

get fidgets and bring them everywhere with you. this is more of an anxiety/stimming thing for me but I pick at my fingers, lips, pimples, eyebrows, etc., and it hurts a lot and will probably leave scars. fidgets are just amazing. I'm partial to tangles and infinity cubes :) gum and chewelry are good for this as well (for when I bite my fingers/clothes or chew the skin off my lips)

if you find yourself with a whole day with nothing to do and you don't have the energy to get up and do anything, go to the park. bring a blanket, some snacks, and headphones, and just lay there and listen to music. sleep. watch youtube. literally anything you would normally do when you don't have energy, except it's outside in the sun and grass and nature around other people who are doing the same thing! 10/10

get a pet if you can. even just fish, but really a fluffy, snuggly animal is probably best such as a dog or cat. OH MY GOD THEY HELP SO MUCH. ANIMALS ARE MAGIC. I don't think I've ever been sad while holding or petting my grandma's dog. (our family doesn't have one right now lol)

spray perfume/body spray on you. faster and easier than deodorant and it usually smells better

if you're gonna scroll, scroll pinterest. honestly, it's probably best to get rid of things like tiktok and snapchat, but that's kinda unrealistic for most people so I get it <3 pinterest is probably gonna be better than other social media cause it's more creative?? if you know what I mean?? and usually it's reading things and not mindlessly watching videos

if you don't have the energy to do stuff with your hair, put it up in a bun! fast simple and easy. takes like 5 seconds, even for someone with super thick curly hair like me. (or cut it short! but most of us aren't brave enough to do that lol)

eat fruit. sweet and comforting, but healthy!! so much better for you than junk food, and honestly it tastes better most of the time too. I recommend strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, watermelon, and cantaloupe. easy to take with you on the go and sooooo good <333

play calming video games such as animal crossing, minecraft, stardew valley, cats with soup (if you're into mobile games), etc. puzzle games are good too! if you want something more combat-y, I would recommend the zelda games or forager. still chill and mellow but has more combat and story/lore

garden if you can. I know this kind of ties in with having plants in your room, but if you're able and you have the energy, keep a flower and/or vegetable garden. there's something so beautiful in putting your hands in the warm dirt, smelling your freshly-planted flowers, eating sun-infused vegetables that taste infinitely better than store-bought. it's so nice, but I know it's not for everyone so don't worry about it if you don't get around to it <3

sleep in the bus/car on the way to school if you're tired. not a perfect solution but better than falling asleep in class

inhale through your nose, not your mouth. it's better for your lungs and you'll get better air quality that way. it also helps calm you better than mouth breathing, and you can't exactly smell the fresh air through your mouth :P

read. sit down and read a book. carry one with you wherever you go. spend a weekend day in the library with a huge stack of books just reading. it's so calming and helps stimulate your brain. doesn't matter what you read as long as it's making you happy :)

surround yourself with color, not dark drab colors. hang up art and posters on your walls, get bright blankets and pillows, lay out a tiny lil carpet, make bead curtains and string them up on your curtain rod, set out little figurines/sculptures around your room. put color and life everywhere around you, and that will start to seep into your soul.

tea is always good. or if you don't like tea, hot water with lemon juice and honey. basically the same :)

if you ever just don't want to do something, like you just absolutely don't want to get up and do _ thing, think about future you. would they be like "bro thanks so much you really helped me out there" if you did the thing? if yes, then do it, no matter how impossible it seems. you'll thank yourself later.

a statement that is near and dear to my heart: if you feel like everyone hates you, sleep. if you feel like you hate everyone, eat. if you feel like you hate yourself, shower.

NO MORE SU!C!DE JOKES. ever. the end! replace "i'm literally gonna kms" jokes or anything along those lines with "i'm literally gonna flop to the floor" or "i'm literally gonna go ham bananas on this place" or whatever wild bullshit pops into your brain.

watch studio ghibli movies. the most amazing things to ever exist. I have never felt sad while watching a ghibli movie. they are basically the definition of peace.

take a bubble bath!!!!! :D

making your bed helps for some reason??? why, I have no idea. but it does bro

get excited about things. smile when you hear your favorite song. hug your amazon package when it comes in. count down the days until a holiday. laugh with joy when you have an amazing day. it makes things so much better.

an important addition: bring snacks everywhere

that's all for now, lmk if you have anything else to add!!! love you guys, I promise it gets better <3

[macsimagines]

Hiiiiii can i request a Yandere hc ask? For smiley and sanzu. Doesn't have to be anything long just your thoughts on what you think peaks their interest, of when they first notice the person who will later become their darling. What their worst and best behaviour is around that person, this can be before or after they actually introduce themselves to their darling, which ever scenario u think is more interesting. 🙇‍♀️💕💕

(Both of them are such assholes, -Ms.Mac)

Yandere!Smiley

You're the know it all goody-two-shoes in his class. You gave him an ear full when he didn't help on a class event and he's had just about enough.

Smiley makes you cry with his words, and that unlocks something really deeply cruel in him. He likes to be mean to you and he doesn't really get it.

At first he thinks it's cause you're insufferable, always doing you homework and always behaving. But then someone else makes the mistake of jumping on the bandwagon and Smiley can't stand it.

That other idiot walks home with a black eye and busted lip and you're getting blamed.

"Why'd you make me go and do that? Can't even stand up for yourself?"

On his best day, you've got a frenemies vibe. He shoots out insults and you shoot them right back, always tries to pinch and poke you but your learned he hates having his curly hair ruffled so you give as good as you get.

Worst days? A complete bully. Flipping up your skirt pinching your ass fondling you when no one else is looking. Making fun of the things he knows really bothers you like your weight or maybe a pimple you have. Steals things like your pen or homework so you can't get your school work done.

Ya Smiley knows he likes you. He just doesn't know how to yet. Let's pray to god he figures out before he looses you forever.

Yandere!Sanzu

You probably say something or do something that's inconsequential. Something normal people wouldn't even think twice about but for Sanzu it meant the world.

Maybe someone was talking about the latest news with Toman about how they decimated a couple of punks from your school.

"It's their own fault! Toman is crazy tough, I hear their leader is pretty much an undefeatable god. What did they expect?" that one statement sealed your fate.

Of course you're perfect, you recognize how amazing Mikey is so you must also be amazing right?

He stares and stares at you in class and outside of school. You catch him following you home, but he's so scary you're too afraid too ask what he wants.

On his worst days (they're all his worst day) he brings you downright maniacal gifts. You like stuffed animals? He leaves you their heads on your desk. He keeps the bodies for himself, because it's romantic to share right? He leaves the most insane collages of your face on wedding photos, because he wants you to know he's dreaming ahead.

He came at you with a pocket knife once, had you cornered in a dark alley an held it right against your face, he cuts your hair with it, enough to make himself a bracelet. He gives you one made of his hair the next day and tells you to never take it off.

Best day? The ones where he skips school. You're relieved when you don't see him. What you don't know is that he's just gonna break into your room and watch you sleep for the lack of being with you.

[theriverbeyond]

do u care to elaborate on why tlt would be worse as a visual adaptation? the issue that comes to my mind would be that the unreliable narration and the sense that the main character has no clue what is going on would be way harder to get across on film, but i'm curious if there would be other problems

sure! also sorry this ended up being rlly long lmao.

the unreliable narrator part of the books is a big reason why I think the series would be worse as a visual adaption. overall, GtN as a standalone would probably adapt okay, but you would still lose Gideon's unreliable narration and all of her gorgeous & funny prose. NtN would probably be just okay as well, but again you would still lose her subjective narrative voice and the specific way she perceives the world. like..... at their best, a visual adaption (animated or live action) of NtN or GtN would still be less-than the book because both are stories that so heavily rely on their specific narrator's internal subjective experience.

and that's not even getting started on HtN -- I have no idea how one would adapt HtN into a 3rd person narration in any way without drastically changing it. and in changing the format, you lose the backbone of the story (Gideon Telling Harrow a story about herself), and you lose the disorientation of Harrow's lobotomy. you lose the viewer experience of confusion/self doubt/etc that just makes HtN what it is. I just can't see a visual adaptation succeeding without making massive sacrifices that I just don't think are worth it. like.... these books are good because of things that don't translate to video. video isn't the pinnacle of media. if something was designed to be a book/audiobook and it does an amazing job as that, I just do not see any reason to sacrifice a bunch of what made it good just to see it on a screen.

Secondly, I do not think a visual adaption would be able to retain fidelity to the source material, because everyone in tlt is gross all of the time. I love fan artists having fun with the designs but IMO that's not the same as an official adaption. like, not only is necromancy gross, a lot of the characters are described with traits what would probably not survive the transition to camera or animation. Such as: bloodsweat, Harrow being a wet rat constantly covered in vomit or blood or both, Silas looking jaundice/like mayo, Issac & Jeannemary looking like they are going through all the terrible parts of puberty etc. Gideon has a pimple problem and a crooked smile and Ianthe is gross and constantly wearing clothing that absolutely does not fit her. Mercymorn has a resting bitchface, G1deon looks like a skeleton with skin, etc etc. Anime or arcane-style animation would probably be better, at least with stuff like necromantic gore and bloodsweat, but they would probably still end up being like. conventionally attractive! idk maybe this is more of a personal preference but it's kind of important to me that they are not.

I have 3 personal exceptions:

Stage musical adaption. I think a stage musical could capture the drama, the emotion, and the camp needed. for GtN at least, but maybe even beyond. everyone is seen from a minimum of 50 feet away so they can use exaggerated makeup and really lean into all the ugly. practical effects for necromancy, musical numbers for the marta/cam duel and initial gideon/harrow fight.... palamades' explosion happening offstage as gideon stands frozen in the middle, her and us helpless and unable to do anything but wait. massive puppets for the lab 2/final boss construct. dramatic lighting to signify eye change/lyctorhood.... gideon falls on a rail and then everything goes totally black. silence, or maybe crying. harrow screams gideon's name. then lights up on gideon standing behind harrow, holding the sword together, under a narrow beam light. it could be good. and i think a stage musical could bring in enough of a meta-level awareness to make up for the lack of narration. for example, when she's trying to do her big speech, ianthe keeps trying to sing a song but the music refuses to start for her. & before lyctorhood, she stands literally in corona's spotlight shadow. gideon makes harrow out to be this big scary witch but she is just very tiny under a big spotlight. "dulcinea" could have her face covered on stage until the reveal, leaving the audience to realize they were had. while a stage musical would lose some parts, it could enhance the story in its own way. GtN but to the left. it could be fun. i have put a lot of thought into this.

a comedy short film, shot rom com style (or animated like a shoujo), of Ianthe's POV of HtN.

a comedy short film, shot like the office/parks and recreation, of Ianthe's POV of Antioch

[destinygoldenstar]

Just A Couple Of Fun Headcanons Of TD Characters (Heather)

- Heather is Asian-Canadian (this is canon, right?)

- Heather was born as the tenth of fourteen siblings. (Someone calculate how long the mom was pregnant for in her life)

- Heather doesn’t have her own room. She shares one with four other siblings.

- Heather was just part of the crowd most of her life, due to being in one that is her family. Half the time her parents don’t even notice her seeing she was an afterthought.

- Her parents are rich from inheritage. They heavily take advantage of their grandparents retirement pay so they don’t have to work. (And now you know why Heathers strategies involve using others)

- The only way Heather stood out was by being a brat. When she was being a good girl, no one noticed her. When she whined, people felt something and that was better than nothing.

- For example when she was a toddler and they cancelled a ballet show, she just had to whine and cry until they changed their mind. (This my friends is bad nurturing)

- Heather took dance lessons. So did four more of her siblings.

- Heathers friends are her siblings friends first. One of those friend groups get a kick out of bullying her and calling her a crybaby. They purposely broke one of her dolls that she loved. No they never apologized.

- Heather has a habit of saying what she thinks. What I mean by this is that she will call out people on their flaws when she’s stressed, mistreated, or they caused an issue. (I have the same flaw) This makes people call her the mean one and the obnoxious one. In Heathers mind she’s just being real.

- Heather was a HUGE Survival fan. She’s big on reality TV. She saw Survivor Vanuatu and fell in love with reality TV since then. She’s played pretend of competitions with her dolls, and dreamed of being on a show and winning, but the others called her too obsessed.

- Heather loves playing dolls. Let girls be girly!

- Heather can also tell you the Barbie lore and Sailor Moon lore.

- Yes. Heather is an anime fan. She will admit it to no one. Harold knows though, and they bond over anime quite a bit.

- Heather’s in the cheerleading squad at her schools.

- One time, Heather’s dad fell down the stairs and broke his leg. All the siblings claimed it was Heathers fault. In actuality Heather was just sneaking into an older siblings diary, got caught by a younger sibling, and she put it back, but they set it on the top of the stairs as revenge. The fall was meant for Heather, but somehow the sibling that did the crime got away with it.

- Heather was in a group of friends in Elementary school, but one of them was sarcastic and manipulative and the other was actually a very nice girl. So nice that it made Heather sick and she tried to bond with her by ‘influencing her’. It didn’t work. She got jealous over that girls growing popularity, so she beat her at recess, and friendship was over.

- Heathers younger brother is obsessed with fish. She hates the fish because they prevent her from getting a cat for the longest time. One time the brother fed the fish to death, and Heather did not feel bad whatsoever.

- Heather didn’t get her cat until she started high school. After her brother gained the status of a murderer of dozens of fish.

- Heather is overprotective of her hair. Why? Because hers didn’t grow until she was four, and she didn’t want to cut it ever since as it took till she was twelve to have it be back length. (If you were to ask me though, she’d look better with a Bob)

- Why does Heather hate Beth? Because of Beth’s appearance. That sounds simplistic but it actually had Beth remind Heather of her past self.

- Puberty hated Heather. She was the queen of pimples, and no acne worked for her for the longest time. She was hairy everywhere. And thinking she was ugly, she engaged in coping methods that only made her gain a lot of weight. Obviously, that made it worse. In her mind, she was uglier than Beth back then. (It’s a bit of a stretch in her mind, she wasn’t surgery level or Owen level fat, but still in a state where she thought she was. You know what to add onto it this is why she hates Owen too.)

- Heathers classmates outcasted her because of her attitude and bossy approaches on situations. Heather thinks it’s because of how she looked, so she put all her effort on that to fit in the traditional beauty mold.

- Heather is REALLY picky about what she eats. Anything that’s excessive calories, she will not take.

- She has a huge collection of nail polish. HUGE.

- You know those fashion app games on your phone? Heather has a lot of them.

- Heathers relationship with her parents? Not great, honestly. I guess the best way to describe it is this: They’re a more open version of the Turning Red parents, but the mom is still on a level of strict, and Heather had a Merida attitude around them. Hopefully that makes sense.

- Heathers parents are actually kind of like the Turning Red family in terms of household and lifestyle, minus having people tour their place.

- Heathers big dream is to own an Asian themed spa and live under beauty and luxury.

- Heather considers her image in Total Drama auditions to be her best version of herself. (Yep. I know.)

- Heather is a nerd when it comes to reality TV competition. She knows the strategies and the efficiencies of them. She knows what the shows look for in giving people screen time. She knows how to survive and play her luck cards. She knew going in exactly what she was doing, what her role would be, and how she would appear on camera. Only in her mind, she thought it was actually likeable.

- Yes. Heathers intent was to use Lindsay and Beth. That’s been clear and blatant. However, the show only shows the worst parts of their relationship. Despite the manipulation, Heather tried to treat Lindsay and Beth as well as she thought they deserved. She gave Beth beauty tips and taught her how to speak up for herself (something that backfired). She willingly associated in beauty tips with Lindsay and sympathized with Lindsay’s education issues. This does not make Beth and Lindsay leaving her any less justified. Heather thought Beth deserved her loss after talking back to her, and she was remorseful for Lindsay’s loss as she didn’t anticipate it.

- Heather and Lindsay never became friends again. Heather tried, but Lindsay never forgave her. It’s sad on Heathers end, and on Lindsay’s end, it’s a trophy.

- Heather likes to bully Leshawna on her appearance and her hair issues. It’s Leshawna we’re talking about, so of course Leshawna isn’t having it.

- Heather tormented Gwen because she believed Gwen was the audience hate character. She found Gwen to be the ‘archetype no one likes on TV’ and ruining her life was proper justice and improved Heathers reputation. (Ironically Gwen would become that very thing later)

- Heather KNEW which key would get her the invincibility pass in the pirate challenge. She’s a reality TV expert, like I said. She knew what she was doing.

- Regarding the theory that Chris rigged the show for Heather… no. This is just how reality TV works, and Heather gives them views. Heathers the one doing the work to make them come to that ideal.

- Why did Heather and Duncan not keep the alliance they formed in that one episode? Simple. Heather made Duncan clean the bathroom with no excuse. He ain’t letting her get away with that, so he found another tranquilizer to leave her stuck in the bathroom for the next day. It’s not mentioned because in Island, the episodes have a three day gap between each other. So she could recover.

- Overall, in Heathers mind, nothing she does on the show is personal. It’s just a game, so she can’t offend anyone. If it’s on TV, personal attacks can’t happen.

- That’s why what happened at the ending was a huge smack to Heather.

- Obviously, we have her elimination and her head being shaved. To her, that is a personal attack, and trauma inducing. Obviously no one felt bad for her and claimed she deserved it.

- Even her parents, who thought she was moving out and threw a party about her being gone (canon)

- Of course, the other campers bullied her, which is... not fun. For anyone.

- Heather had no intention of befriending Harold after the special, even after their heart to heart. This would change though.

- Heather was heavily outcasted in Action, which is canon. Harold was the only one who constantly tried to talk to her, but she pushed him away because she’s mean to nerds like that. The entire time, she didn’t understand why she was being outcasted in the first place, and felt like she did nothing wrong. Again, she thinks because it’s a game, it’s not personal, and even with her head being shaved being personal to her, people don’t instantly change their perspectives from one incident.

- Heather plotted against Gwen from the start, and her role in Gwen’s elimination was game related. She didn’t anticipate the others to trust her, but all she needed was enough visible evidence against her which was provided with the shovel and the cart cramp. Heather had a party when Gwen was eliminated and gorged on that pizza in celebration. We love sweet sweet revenge.

- Why did Heather not cut off Lindsay’s hair? Lindsay thought about that and hid the scissors in bad places, but at least it gave Heather a wild goose chase and no time or chance to actually cut the hair. By the time she did, she was more focused on Courtney’s hair.

- Speaking of, Heather had to sleep with one eye open that night because she angered the lawyer chick and her boyfriend. 

- Okay look, I’m gonna be real with this one, I do NOT understand why people like Leshawna and Heather being friends. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a cute concept and could’ve been a nice plot progression for them both, but in the show... no. They’ve done nothing but hate on each other for two seasons, and then in one episode Heather says one nice thing about Leshawna, which is just one of only two positive interactions they have before they call each other friends. It does not work for me. And World Tour forgets about it, so... how do I explain this here?

- I think Leshawna was just desperate for sympathy at the heat of the moment, from anyone. And if it was Heather, so be it. Heather was just speaking her mind. This small friendship broke because of Harold and his bs in Celebrity Manhunt straining them, and it snapped in World Tour when Leshawna slapped Heather. (See my Harold headcanon post for more details on what he did.)

- When Leshawna bad mouthed them, Heather consoled Harold, who was the most upset about it. She told him he shouldn’t worry about her and just look out for number one. She and Harold became friends around the time Heather was eliminated from that season.

- Heather was, to say it the nicest way, highly loathed after Island and Action. Her biggest relevance online was insulting Gwen. Nobody wanted to hang out with her, online, or in person. 

- If you’re wondering how Heather’s hair grew back in the span of a year when I said her hair grew slow, Harold helped her, surprisingly. He knew some medical tips to help her out. (I said in the Harold headcanon post that Harold did his sister’s hair.)

- Harold was the only person willing to hang out with Heather. They bonded quite a bit over dumb stuff like anime and beauty tips, even if Harold is kinda hopeless when it comes to looking good. Harold would occasionally include Leshawna and Cody, but Heather was kinda in the back in hangouts like this. Though, that’s also what puts her on good terms with Cody. 

- Then Harold did the Drama Brothers and he became an egotist who pushed his loved ones away, so Heather was left alone again. She was ticked at Harold about it, and it started a fight that neither of them hold a grudge over. Harold would redeem himself in the World Tour finale in Heather’s book, and they’d be friends again.

- Speaking of World Tour:

- Alejandro was not Heather’s first crush. She’s had crushes on boys before the show. It’s just they never went anywhere because Heather ruined them all.

- With that said, Alejandro was a mirror image of her and her behavior on the show, only he’s better at being awful in every single way. That turned Heather on big time.

- Even though she kept to her game belief, she saw Alejandro as the only person who could get her. She kept her eye on him for multiple reasonings, one of them being that she doesn’t know how to talk to him. She was worried he’d reject her.

- Heather and Sierra are NOT friends. Heather can’t stand Sierra. The only reason she puts up with her is for game reasons and sympathy for Sierra at the end for the plane incident. Sierra is that person you can’t stand but you hang out with them because you feel out of place everywhere else.

- Leshawna snapped at and slapped Heather because of Alejandro. Like I said, they were already strained because of Harold, and Leshawna was enthralled by Alejandro, something that made Heather jealous and made Heather seem like she didn’t support Leshawna. (You know, what Leshawna needed since the past year but wasn’t getting) 

- (This is actually from Refilming Action, a TD fic I did) Heather finds Harold and Leshawna’s relationship creepy, and when the bad mouthing happened, Heather encouraged Harold to move on from Leshawna and find other fish in the sea. Boy does that backfire on her here.

- Heather is ashamed that she fell for the Amazons who worshipped her. But it felt nice to be praised for once in a long time. She swore that after the season she would find out if there was a Heather fanbase anywhere. *wink wink*

- Heather was THRILLED at the idea of Gwen becoming a bigger punching bag than her. Because in Heather’s mind, Gwen deserved it. At first, she was all for eliminating Gwen and making her miserable. What changed? Courtney, who was sabotaging the team, and the big one, was enthralled by Alejandro. To Heather, that made Courtney a worse burden than Gwen.

- With that said, Heather was still happy about Gwen getting eliminated. (Really, the ONLY person who wasn’t happy about Gwen being eliminated in WT was Cody. Everyone else was partying and cheering.)

- I find it pretty poetic that Heather and Alejandro both lost the million dollars in the end. Heather, even after all of this, believed in the game being impersonal. Even if she wanted Alejandro and found someone who could understand her and play her in ways she’d welcome... she chose the game over him and everyone else. On one hand, it’s a triumph for her that she won the season despite all the hate she got, but on the other, she emotionally destroyed Alejandro, physically too. Heather ruined what could’ve been.

- Heather got a fanbase after World Tour. She was thrilled. And kind of abused it.

- But despite that, she really got no win from the season she ‘won’. She had no money to start her spa, and worse, what she did to Alejandro.

- She tried to find him in hospitals, but due to Chris, she thought the worst of what happened to him. She regretted what rejecting him in Hawaii for awhile.

- Maybe it was then where she realized just how personal the game was.

- She had to put matters into her own hands, and truly get the win she deserved. That’s why she tried to steal the million in Revenge. 

- Heather competed in All Stars for these same reasons. She was proud of her villain status, not because of being labeled ‘evil’ but because she believed the label gave her an advantage against everyone around her, especially since Alejandro wasn’t there to-

- Oh.

- Yeah he’s back. This is a huge array of emotions considering the last thing Heather did to him. She doesn’t know how to apologize to him, or if she even should. If anything, she’d think Alejandro would reject her.

- (I just realized NOW that this is what Harold was getting at in the Island Special. He said that she was scared others would reject her, so she pushed them away first. Wow... yeah I’ll just leave it here, why not?)

- Heather and Jo... I got nothing. That sucked.

- All Stars was kind of Heather failing to apologize to Alejandro or figure out what to do with him now. I mean, the writers decided to abandon their plotline in World Tour, even though people liked that plotline, so... idk.

- Heather was betrayed when Alejandro eliminated her, needless to say. 

- Oh yeah, Heather and Alejandro reunited in the Yukon and made up and got together...? Seriously, I JUST watched that bonus clip to try and understand it, and she just slaps him, he says he missed her too, and they’re together again. So...

- Frankly, I can definitely see Heather as someone who wouldn’t be on the floor crying over this. Fine. So instead, I’m gonna say it was a struggle for her to get the words out that she was sorry about what she did to him. Alejandro however, knew what she was trying to tell him and he already understood why. They were both willing to put everything aside to be together, get the million dollars, and work through each other’s shortcomings proper.

- Either way in the All Stars finale, Heather and Alejandro were gonna share the million. They just clashed because it’s their nature. No, neither of them took it personal.

- They both survived the shark attack. 

- After the show, Heather and Alejandro started dating proper. Their relationship went incredibly well. Surprising, I know, but they worked things out and formed a happy relationship. 

- He also convinced Heather to cut her hair into a bob. She didn’t hate it.

- Heather and Alejandro both auditioned for more reality shows as a means of business. Every time they’re known as ruthless villains, but no matter what, they lost. They both kinda stopped caring about TV’s interpretations of them.

- Keep in mind that Heather and Alejandro decided not to stay in touch with their families. They weren’t on good terms with them because of the show anyway, and they didn’t feel like apologizing. 

- A couple years into their relationship, Alejandro proposed to Heather. She accepted.

- They didn’t invite their families to the wedding, but the Drama Brothers were there to set up their little garden wedding.

- Their honeymoon was in Hawaii. 

- There was another factor to their marriage, and that was Alejandro’s health. He had to take physical therapy after the volcano incident, and occasionally needed a wheelchair. He could walk sometimes, but not 24/7. Burn wounds can lead to a lot of diseases, so they were both scared it would get worse since they had no cure. Yeah, Alejandro wasn’t living a long life.

- Heather is not a stay at home partner. She’s the one going to work. The man stays home.

- Heather has a job as a hair stylist. 

- Heather and Cody are in touch. Heather is disgusted about Cody’s relationships though, and she doesn’t want to wear a sign that says ‘Vent to me.’

- Harold and Heather are still in touch, and occasionally help each other out. Even if Harold still hates Alejandro. 

- Upon hearing Harold and Leshawna broke up, Heather realized how much the two meant to each other, and Heather decided to encourage Harold to try and get Leshawna back. She saw he was willing to at least apologize to Leshawna and ask for a second chance. (If you saw my Harold headcanon post, you know where this leads)

- They met again at a little rich kid banquet. Heather and Leshawna had not talked since World Tour, so it was nice to get back together. They still bicker like siblings, but they aren’t really getting personal anymore.

- Or at least, they didn’t WANT to, but life always finds a way to be dramatic.

- Since Alejandro hadn’t kept in touch with his family, Heather didn’t know a certain detail.

- Leshawna was engaged to Jose Burromuerto, Alejandro’s brother. Heather was rightfully DISGUSTED with this news, so much so that she vomited onto someone else’s balcony. Now she and that neighbor are on bad terms. She called Leshawna out on the marriage, even after knowing Leshawna and Alejandro’s families forced this. 

- It also forced Alejandro’s family to come back in their life, and yeah that was not fun. Especially not on the holidays. 

- Oh yeah, this also means Heather and Leshawna are in laws. They hate this fact once they realized that. But it’s also funny (to me)

- Ironically enough, in this new family, Heather is the most assertive and caring one because everyone else is either having problems or fighting. How the tables have turned if Heather is the nicest one there.

- Yeah, Heather’s really become more humble and open minded with her happy marriage and their... complicated new family. But she’s still Heather, and will be sarcastic and snobby from time to time. That’s just her.

- Heather, as a hair stylist, loves joking about how Leshawna’s hair is impossible to deal with when it’s not.

- Heather snapped at Cody to get a divorce with his marriage. Multiple times. She even had to be violent towards him to get him to do it. He eventually did so.

- Heather heard about Harold’s health problems that spiraled from the marriage news, but she felt like she wasn’t the right person to fix the issue. So she got Cody whenever she heard updates. 

- Leshawna had a daughter with Jose. Again, Heather was disgusted, and Leshawna was too, the entire time, but Heather managed to be there for Leshawna the whole way through and help her out. Leshawna became closer with Heather after that, knowing she wasn’t alone. 

- Heather and Alejandro tried to have a kid of their own while Leshawna was pregnant. One so she wouldn’t be alone and two so they could start something. But they never succeeded. Leshawna didn’t mind and mocked that Heather would’ve been a bad parent anyway.

- Heather and Alejandro were both there to babysit Leshawna’s daughter from time to time, and they both cared for their niece. Heather though, wanted her whole family to be as happy as they could be, and she knew Leshawna would never be happy in a relationship without Harold. 

- She tracked Harold down to get him back into their lives, and tried to convince Leshawna over and over again to get a divorce. 

- They did get a divorce. But it wasn’t a fight that caused it, as they both knew they didn’t want it already. Leshawna made her own choice outside of what the expectations around her wanted. Jose acknowledged that she and their daughter would be happier with a different husband/father. And that family man wasn’t for him, and he was meant to be a rich dude on TV. 

- She and Heather still consider each other in laws, just for the sake of another reason to argue over nothing. 

- Leshawna got married to Harold, so now Harold is in the family. These two couples stay in touch a lot and have multiple memories doing things together. To Heather, it could definitely be worse.

- And now for the sad part, like I said before, Alejandro’s burn wounds caused him multiple hospitalities, and a good year or two after the Lesharold marriage, Alejandro was diagnosed with cancer. 

- Word got out to all the TD cast, and soon everybody wanted to come over and support him and Heather. They didn’t know how much time Alejandro had left.

- Even Gwen came around to support Heather, and it’s how they forgave each other for TD.

- By then, all beef regarding Heather was put aside in favor of support and care. Heather could never reject something bittersweet as that.

- Eventually, the man who changed Heather’s life, passed away.

- Heather would forever have grief with reality TV after this. Crippling grief. She despised reality TV ever since, and especially wanted to send Chris death threats. She would hate reality TV for the rest of her days.

- The Burromuerto family donated to Heather thousands of dollars. Money needed for Heather to open the spa she always dreamed of having.

- She named it ‘Aleheather Day Spa’ as a little memorial for her husband. 

- Heather would devote everything to the people in her life and her business. Evil in everyone’s eyes or not. She’d honor her husband and the people who gave her a chance. She was going to be the best stylist Muskoka had ever seen.

- She was a victor who lost. Through and through. 

(Heather is the best character in Total Drama if you ask me. She has the sharpest writing out of everyone and impacts the entire show. Total Drama would never be what it is without Heather. It baffles me that the spinoffs of the show hate her. I also baffle myself for being guilty of that too with TDDRI, which... yeah. But nevermind that, Heather is fantastic. Show some respect to the queen.)

[ddarker-dreams]

Does lady avalor have any fixations? Or things she finds oddly satisfying? Like popping pimples (would she pop chrollo’s pimples? does he even get pimples??) or certain sounds like nails tapping on a keyboard??? I’m curious on any quirks she might have and how they would effect how she interacts with others,,, (probably not by much, she seems to have a lot of self control, but it’s still fun to think about)

miss HWR reader definitely has some quirks sprinkled throughout her otherwise well put together person. i think i've touched on a few of these, but i'll go ahead and compile them together <3 thank you for asking such a fun question!!

technologically inept. she'd happily have stuck to using a flip phone if not for peer pressure. she likes to take pictures of animals but they’re all blurry. once when she complained about her storage being full, chrollo looked through her photos and saw at least 500 candid shots of pigeons walking the streets of yorknew. she refused to delete them when asked. texts chrollo and pakunoda the most. phinks has accidentally called her too many times to count while staring at her contact in his phone. as mentioned in chapter two of HWR: bloodlines, shalnark likes to send her jumpscares. 

extremely picky about what she allows into her body. no psychoactive substances such as alcohol, although she allows caffeine in small amounts. eats lots of lean meats, legumes, and leafy greens. the type to unironically drink a kale smoothie. gross. never had fast food before she joined the phantom troupe. when handed a big mac for the first time, she started at it as if it were poison. 

secretly really loves those trashy romances aimed at women in their forties stuck in a loveless marriage. and yes, she does annotate them. they’re her biggest guilty pleasure. 

her cooking used to be a biohazard, but with chrollo’s guidance, she’s made strides in the right direction. chops vegetables with unmatched precision. chrollo no longer has to live in fear when she excitedly brings him a meal. has an odd obsession with cumin. chrollo once had to gently discourage her from putting it in her tea ‘just to see how it’d turn out.’ 

almost always dresses in business casual, even if it’s to run down the street and get milk. very prim and proper. inevitably, some people have tried mugging her... which never ends well. for them, at least.

something of a neat freak — she doesn’t like getting blood and gore on her if possible, hence why she always carries a handkerchief. it secretly irks her that chrollo chooses the dustiest places on earth to convene the troupe. when no one’s looking, she whips out some clorox wipes and gets to work. 

[zee-has-commitment-issues]

What do you think Wille and Simon’s Valentines Ball in Year 2 and/or 3 will look like? 👀 💃🏽💘

Well, they're certainly going together. So let's make a list of all the things that might happen that night:

They get ready together in Wille's dorm (alone, though they have been invited to get ready with the girls and Henry and Walter).

This time Simon does Wille's makeup for him and they make fun of it together.

Simon wears the whole costume and everything this time, going as a guest and not just part of the choir.

They technically go in a group with their friends, but everyone knows that it's Simon and Wille on a date and everyone else just going along. (Sara and Alexander might be part of this group if they have redeemed themselves by then)

They spend the whole night dancing, but they also not-so-subtly try to play matchmakers. After a year of this, they've picked up on who is in love with who. They are Stedrika's biggest shippers. They ship Walty too.

Simon and Felice sing with the choir maybe? And this time it isn't a love song disguised as a School Song. It's just a love song.

People tease Wilhelm for being enthralled with Simon's voice, and he literally doesn't care what anyone else says.

Simon eats the entire buffet of desserts.

Wilhelm makes a valiant effort to not get drunk on whatever Stella keeps handing him.

Simon spends the night. They have planned to have alone time after the ball, but then they danced too much and the got sore and tired and they ended up victim to the 12-step skin care routine from the girls with Henry and Walter. So instead of getting their alone time they spend the night on the floor in Felice's room, having passed out in the middle of said skin care routine.

When they wake up in the morning they find that they have forgotten to take off their animal patterned face masks from the night before. (Walter has one of those under-eye masks stuck to his cheek and Henry has pimple patches stuck to the back of his head)

The girls think it's hilarious. So do they.

ask me things because my brain needs to brain.

[ls-daydreams]

Find the Word~

I’m loving how this is the only way I ever post my own writing here, otherwise I’d overthink it too much so thank you for the opportunity again, @words-after-midnight ​ !!!

Soft tagging: @calicojackofficial @lettersandinkstains @retrogayyde @mjjune @magic-is-something-we-create

My words: accept, apologize/apology, smell, touch, prize 

Your words: dear, yellow, burn, rust, rain

As always, behold more Metanoia chaos:

accept

They passed through the small market spilling on the sidewalk, Mal swiping a couple of grapes off their bunch that his sister accepted despite a weak glare. Instead of continuing straight at the crossing leading into the heart of town, Lu turned right and stopped at Dawn’s Pastries, a compact little shack, 3/4s plywood with a short, stretching window and a dirty vending machine outside. She ordered two apple strudels, pulled Mal to the side, and unceremoniously shoved the bag in his face. 

apologize/apology apologetic

Having those spots on his skin be acknowledged disarmed him, and his heart sank. That was it. Fun over. Time to leave the clearly troubled creep back there in the shadows and go back to the normal world outside. 

But there was no disgust, just kisses against the grooves, tender, apologetic, almost angry. One hand was released and the pecks moved further up on the other, to Mal’s palm, one, two, three, then to the base of his thumb and up to the tip. Mal took the opportunity to trace the stranger’s features, committing to memory the creamy softness of his cheeks, the roundness of his nose, the perfect irregularity of scattered moles and healing pimples.

smell

Disappointingly, he grew bored pretty quickly after refusing to drink and turning down every stranger trying to make a move. He could pinpoint at least one thing wrong with each of them, starting with the basic fact of some being the wholly wrong gender to excite him in any way and going as minute as a voice inflection he didn’t particularly like. Even the ones he approached and thought looked cute eventually fell through – they smelled wrong, they walked wrong, they laughed wrong. 

touch

There was an eerie familiarity to it all – the rings, the stranger’s voice and banter, the way his hand felt in Mal’s – it felt true. It felt known. And it was intoxicating.

More. Tell me more. Touch me more.

“Anything on the other hand?”

“No,” the stranger lied. He slid the hand in question behind his back, but Mal had already caught a glimpse of another dark band on his ring finger.

“Liar. I can see now,” Mal confessed, eyes still on their joined hands. “Do you want me to close my eyes?”

“Yes.”

“Make me.”

prize (this one’s contextual cause I like bending the rules lol)

Michael always ceded his usual corduroy or checkered button-ups and jeans for the more casual sweatpants and band tees whenever he was home, allowing Kai to see him the way no one else ever did: relaxed. The t-shirt he was wearing now was Michael’s favorite, a black cotton that was a little on the smaller side he’d won in a sticker collecting competition of his favorite anime.

It was also Kai’s favorite, generally because whenever he slept over, Michael lent it to him, but specifically in that moment because it was riding up whenever Michael stretched to wipe up and down the windshield. It exposed nothing more than a tiny strip of milky skin and the dimples in his lower back, but Kai’s throat suddenly tightened. 

He was parched.

[fyowhore]

Hello! Duck anon here again!

This is weird. A matchmaker who is not loaded with requests? :0

Um, ok, here we go then! (///￣ ￣///)

**

I am a girl, 21 years old.

I prefer men. (There aren't many women in BSD though, so there's not much choice. XD)

I like men who value their family and wish to start one too. I love men who are initiative and have goals that they try to reach. My partner's motive needs to be about helping people, making them happy, because only then a person would strive to be kind no matter how much he/she struggles. I am also not very good with earning money, so I want my partner to be good at it or else we are both dying in some dark alleyway poor and in love. XD

I like to laugh, so my partner's humour shouldn't be bland. Even though I can be serious and most people think I am strict because of my stern face, I don't think that a serious person x serious person is a very good combo.

However, I also know that I am very lazy, so I really need someone who would put me in line to do work instead of anything other than that.

**

I love my sister and we are inseparable. Wherever I go, she goes. Whatever she does, I do. We like to laugh together and our conversations are usually silly and useless. (My mother compares us to birds, because we cheerfully 'chirp' about nothing.)

**

I love writing. I want to become a teacher, but if that dream fails, I will be a children book writer for sure.

I like drawing, but I'm not that good of an artist like my sister.

I like watching anime (Spy X Family, Komi-san Can't Communicate, Yo Boy Kongmin, Mob Psycho 100, Haikyuu are my favourite actually), but I don't do it lately.

I like watching character analysis and theories. Sometimes I listen how a certain author came up with certain ideas.

**

I don’t like people who don't pick sides and change their opinion according to what the others say. They look weak.

I don’t like people who don't accept how they are, yet they tell that they love themselves. To sum it up, I don't like liars who don't want to admit that they have personal problems. I really want to slap them to bring them back to their senses.

I generally don't like liars who refuse to see the truth that stands right in front of them. Lying is OK on some occasions and it can save you from an unnecessary conflict at times, but there's a limit.

Oh, I also don't like rice and pudding. Yuck. I prefer sweets. >:P

**

I have very bad hair (they don't grow well, hence they are short) and they are brown/blonde. I have acne (I have lots of dark postacne blemishes and there are acne scars on my face. Luckily, there aren't as many pimples nowadays.) I am 178cm/5ft9in. I have a very poor eye sight to the point I can't see a person's face two meters away from me, but I refuse to wear glasses because I look like a strict teacher in them.

**

I think that's all. I hope it's not too much! ^^;;

Remember to take rests! :D Have lots of inspiration for your stories and other hobbies! ~✨ I hope you're having fun with your writing! C:

He might be soft hearted but…

I think Atsushi could be quite a nice fit! He probably would also adore the idea of a family and providing for children instead of leaving them alone. His family would be based in peace and reassurance and I think it would be the gentle environment anyone could hope for. He’s a little awkward for sure but I think he’d also appreciate your jokes, and someone sterner who’s better at reinforcing both of your boundaries.

Working at the ADA together would be perfect, he takes the dangerous work and you could either do something similar, or stay behind and work on safer jobs. It’s a good environment for struggling with work, considering everyone puts up with Dazai, you needing a break every now and then is more than fine.

He’s a sappy man and I think you’d only help him grow further past his traumas. Sometimes he lies to himself, which you’d quickly put a stop to. Or at least heavily encourage him to quit it. He’s insecure but I fully believe a relationship is working towards the betterment of yourselves together. It shouldn’t be an Olympian task but feeling like you’ve earned a safety and love can’t compare to everything coming easy. Past that… not liking rice? Fine by him, that’s just more of his favourite food in the world for him! But he’d obviously accommodate for you.

As for your appearance, even if you were insecure about it… it wouldn’t bother Atsushi. Not at all, never could he think to judge such uncontrollable conditions. He’s scarred too, it’s for different reasons but I think he’d find a certain beauty in it. I also think he’d appreciate the fact you love your family. He never had it, and can only hope they’d love him too.

I hope this is a nice result for you my lovely Duck anon! 🦆 You stumped me a little at first but I can absolutely see the lovely tiger man being supportive, and you talking some sense into his trauma fuelled anxiety. He doesn’t mean to be the way he is, it’s just a hard life sometimes ✨

[chloenwckobia]

MEET CHLOE NWOKOBIA!

Works at The Vinyl Hub. Passionate about the environment. Loves collecting fashion magazines, drinking tea, and gardening.

HER BIOGRAPHY!

Meet Chloe Sonya Nwokobia, an employee at The Vinyl Hub. She’s passionate about how digital streaming and TikTok are killing the music industry. Outside of the digital world, Chloe is also a fashion and book lover. She has a knack for keeping up with an intense skincare routine, following a zero waste lifestyle, and drinking more coffee than she probably should.

HER PINTEREST!

HER HOUSE!

HER TINDER!

HER STATS!

BASICS

FULL NAME: chloe sonya nwokobia

NICKNAME: none!

GENDER: cis woman, she/her pronouns

DATE OF BIRTH: june 24, 1991

AGE: 31

BIRTH PLACE: alexandria, virginia

HOMETOWN: berkeley, california

OCCUPATION: employee at the vinyl hub

RELIGION: agnostic

ETHNICITY: nigerian and russian

LOCATION: merrock, maine

HOUSING: lives in a brownstone in the historical downtown district

RELATIONSHIPS

PARENTS

FATHER: daniel nwokobia

MOTHER: lynne zadorov

SIBLINGS

BROTHER: henry nwokobia

CHILDREN: none

OTHER FAMILY: a few cousins

PETS: none, but wants to adopt a bunny.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual, questioning lesbian

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single

CURRENT PARTNER: none

PAST PARTNERS: barry

PERSONALITY

POSITIVE TRAITS: assertive, sensitive, intuitive, observant, imaginative, adventurous, dynamic, determined, flirtatious, outgoing, protective, passionate, punctual, adaptive, charismatic, energetic, loyal, self-reliant, resourceful, hard-working, team player, athletic, artistic, bold.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: emotional, jealous, irresponsible, talkative, cheeky, fiercely independent, bottles everything in, secretive, impulsive, foolish, moody, unpredictable, stubborn, vengeful, competitive, hard on herself, desperately afraid of failure, indecisive, doesn’t deal with conflict well, over-works herself, easily distracted.

THINK OF: phoebe buffay (friends), sutton brady (the bold type), zoey johnson (grownish + blackish)

FAVORITE MOVIE: breakfast at tiffany’s, 10 things i hate about you

FAVORITE SONG: fast car by tracy champman

FAVORITE EMOJI: 🥺

FAVORITE ANIMAL: penguins  

FAVORITE PERSON: her brother, henry

FAVORITE HOBBIES: listening to vinyl, painting her nails, watching makeup tutorials, taking twenty minutes everyday to journal, playing words with friends, reading before she goes to sleep.

LIKES: avocados, uber, spending time with friends, reality tv shows, chinese food, kisses, traveling, people watching, midnight grocery runs, sewing, cheerleading, autumn days, internet memes, bubble baths, french fries, buzzfeed quizzes, trivia, scented candles, singing in the shower, starbucks, ice cream, doritos, cardigans, reading in a bubble bath, hockey games, live music, hot cheetos, parties, garlic bread, dark chocolate, indie films, breakfast food, practicing makeup, long baths, stevie wonder, huge dogs, christmas, karaoke nights, dr. pepper, astrology, cartoons, music festivals, intersectional feminism, nights alone, halloween, horror movies, face masks, bagels, anything banana-flavored, bean bag chairs, puzzles, learning new things, apple juice, fun phone cases, the smell of oranges, animals, debates, intellectual conversations, pimple popping videos, stand mixers, body pillows, weighted blankets, politically correct jokes, documentaries, being outside, flipping the pillow to the cold side, tattoos, collecting things, dancing in the rain, making sand castles, eating peaches like apples, 90′s rap, babies, rice krispies treats, plush toys, baking, late nights, hamsters, international travel, subtitles in movies, winning an argument, feeling needed, the feel of a good sweater, stand-up comedy, red starbursts, photobooths, early morning dance classes, sushi, road trips, deep conversations with strangers, snow angels, bubblegum flavored anything, bralettes, butterflies, stargazing, chocolate chip cookies, catchy songs, getting people worked up.

DISLIKES: loud eaters, hangovers, being nagged, being lied to, being ignored, assholes, being alone, the kardashians, animal cruelty, diet sodas, wasting food, “adulting” (taxes, seeing lawyers, etc.), flip flops, cheesecake, her father, pistachios, beer, preachy vegans, narrow-minded people, eating carrots, having to ask for help, soggy bread, brain freeze, car sex, doing laundry, cardboard, saran wrap, drinking anything besides coffee or tea out of mugs, christmas without snow, extreme conservatives, stigmas against pit bulls, sprained ankles, forgetting names, cheesy pickup lines, eating in bed, the morning after, the youtube comment section, chipped nail polish, burnt toast, pineapple, thunder, feeling bored, being told she can’t do something, people getting too up in her space, anyone hurting anyone she loves, talking on the phone for hours, staying still.

FUN FACTS ABOUT HER

She loves candles and burns one every night before she goes to bed. She has to set a reminder to blow them out or she’s afraid she’s going to burn her place down by accident.

She’s never driven in her life and doesn’t have her license. She’s only really lived in cities that have transportation systems, so she’s never had the need to get one.

She enjoys working out and playing sports, but she won’t play tennis ever again after fracturing her wrist when she was fifteen.

She wears contacts because her eyesight is awful. She’s a candidate for Lasik eye surgery, but she’s afraid of being awake during the procedure and having something so close to her eyes so she’ll just deal with wearing contacts or glasses.

She loves having her nails done, and you’ll rarely ever see her without nail polish on her nails. long or short, gel or acrylic, round or square – it doesn’t matter to her as long as they look good.  

Chloe is spontaneous. She’s fierce, and she’s outgoing. She’s the type of person to be best friends with someone after one conversation. It’s very easy for her to trust people, but if they lose it for some reason, it’s insanely hard to get back. She’s very reliable; when she says she’ll be there, she’ll be there.

While she loves social media, she’s a terrible texter – often either forgetting to text back or otherwise taking ages to do so. She doesn’t like emojis much but will use them sparingly. She hates chatspeak.

She cleans when she’s stressed; but, there isn’t ever much mess to take care of. She is very keen on keeping her place clean and tidy as best she can. Being so frequently busy, though, it does sometimes get (by her standards) out of control. It’s never for long, though, and she’s quick to put everything back in its place.

She collects mugs. These don’t correlate with her choice of design aesthetic for her kitchen and Brownstone, but she has a bit of an addiction to them. They range from classy to kitschy. She always got a mug on her birthday from her grandmother.

If she wasn’t into climate and sustainability, she’d definitely be a fashion designer. She loves sketching, sewing, and making garments. A lot of the clothes she wears are actually made by herself. She tries to not shop fast fashion and wants to wear clothes that are sustainable and eco-friendly. She wants to get back into fashion sometime and enroll in a class, but enjoys where she is at right now. Perhaps now that she’s in Merrock, she’ll see if the community college offers any fashion courses.

Chloe has a very extensive skincare routine; as someone who loves beauty and playing with makeup, she puts great stock in her appearance and strives to have well-behaving skin.

She loves wrapping gifts. She takes great care in making sure her gifts look nice, because the presentation is just as important as what’s inside. She keeps a small stock of wrapping papers, gift bags, ribbon, and tags so that she can mix and match appropriately depending on the person. while birthdays are her favorite thing to do gifts for, the process of wrapping presents is her favorite part of Christmas.

She drinks coffee in the mornings. She’ll drink it during the earlier hours of the day as it helps her wake up. In the afternoon and evening, she’ll make a cup of tea as it helps calms her and puts her in a more relaxed mood.

Her grandfather used to restore old gumball machines and he would let Chloe sit at his work bench and help. He would give her little jobs and let her use his tools and paints to make her own ‘creations’.

PLOTTING FOR CHLOE!

An approximate timeline for Chloe!

From birth to age 8: Alexandria, Virginia

From age 8 to 18: Berkeley, California

From 18 to 22: Ithaca, New York - attended Cornell University

From 22 to 31: Manhattan, New York

From 31 to present: Merrock, Maine

Chloe is fairly new to Merrock, having only been here for a few months because of a job opportunity that she couldn’t turn down. She’s originally from Berkeley although she’d been living in New York City for the past few years before moving. As a result, almost everyone she meets in the windy city would be fairly new to her. Chloe doesn’t have trouble making new friends. She seems fairly high-strung and tightly wound, but most of that is from the pressure she’s put herself related directly to making her family proud and feeling like she wasn’t worthy of her fiance who was from a far more influential family than she was. She has a deep-seated need to succeed and she can get too wrapped up in that.

Once you get past that initial opinion of her, she’s actually a very warm person. She’s very friendly, the type to offer a stranger a compliment in the grocery store for no reason and really enjoys the process of getting to know people. She likes collecting friends although she’s happiest with a group of tight-knit people she can spoil. She takes joy in putting a smile on the faces of the people she cares about and helping them solve any problems they may have. She has a long streak of rationality and she’s empathetic which makes her a very good person to have by your side in a crisis. And to be honest, she loves being the supportive shoulder.

On the other hand, she can be very rigid. She has very strong opinions of people and holds onto snap judgments made until proven otherwise. She can be very single-minded, especially when it comes to the things she feels she needs to do and she can stress herself out about it. She’d really benefit from meeting someone who can counter this and pull her out of her head when she gets too stressed out, although she wouldn’t turn down any type of support system at this point.

Her love life should be fairly open and closed. Chloe was engaged to Barry, a young lawyer currently studying to be a lawyer. She had been with him since graduate school and they were engaged for a little bit before they broke off their engagement. She still loves him (she thinks) but their relationship lacked passion, although she’s attributed that to them being in a long term relationship with each other and both of them trying to kick-start their careers. She’s been openly bisexual since her teen years, so she has experiences with all kinds of people, she doesn’t really have a preference, it’s more about vibing with the person. However, she’s been thinking about how she feels more like herself when she’s with women. She’s been questioning her sexuality and if the reason she broke it off with Barry was because she wanted someone he couldn’t be.

She’s comfortable with the idea of being single now and she's not looking for anything, but she is open to one night stands as long as she can remember their name.

WANTED PLOTS

TROUBLESOME TRIO -These three are always seen with at least one another. You can call them Charlie’s angels, Destiny’s Child, or Phoebe, Rachel, and Monica from Friends. Something that resembles the trio’s of The Bold Type and Someone Great. 

OLD FRIEND - Someone from her past that she reconnects with in Merrock. Maybe they met in college or when she lived in New York City? Or maybe even in high school? Just someone she meets again and they have a past, whether romantic or not, would be very cute and much appreciated!

PARTY BUDDIES - Whenever there’s a night out for fun, they’re together tearing it up. - RYDER

MUSICAL PAL - Whatever the occasion, they’re kicking back and playing some music together. They share playlists and their favorite artists with each other. Plus, they always tag along to concerts with her! - DARRIUS

SELF-CARE FRIEND - They can text each other when they’re in need of a pick-me-up and just indulge in some serious self-care and pampering. - STELLY

MIDNIGHT HOOKUP - They barely know each other’s names and yet when the clock strikes twelve, they’re a text away from hooking up and ditching before dawn.

Other than those, I’m very much open to plotting and brainstorming! 

[oceanblueeyesoul]

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i'm 5'4, i have brown-redish straight hair, light brown eyes and i'm pretty pale. i also have glasses and quite a lot pimples fkwjfj.

i'm infp. i'm kind of an introvert, i like being quiet so i hang around talkative people mostly. i like spending time alone, usually reading or listening to music. i have a hard time making decisions and i don't have any favourite thing (like food, color, etc). once i'm comfortable i'm very loving, i like physical touch and gift giving mostly. i love helping everyone but i don't like getting help. i stay up very late watching movies/shows, the ones i enjoy the most are horror themed. i can be very forgetful, my memory sucks terribly so i tend to forget to talk to my friends for a really long time. unfortunately i laugh at everything in any moment. i lovelovelove animals and taylor swift. i wear dark clothes most of the time but i also like wearing light colours like white and pastel pink.

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Wednesday (Netflix) Matchup

Your Wednesday (Netflix) soulmate is...

ENID SINCLAIR!

She would definitely gives you gifts for your birthday or anniversary because she thought you deserved it so much! And plus, she would give you all of the hugs in the world!

The two of you would listen to music together as a couple and will sing and dance to Taylor Swift all the time in your dorm room and having fun together.

She would definitely let you borrow her clothes only if you wanted to have her white or pastel pink clothes if you feel like it after all, she loves you so much!

ESFP x INFP lovebirds!

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