#despite. yk. dying himself

[dootplusone]

Thinking abt AOS Jim being protective of McCoy every time he remembers the torpedo incident from into darkness.

[shysuccubusstuff]

dragon! Sylus hc:

Content: SFW + NSFW stuff; slight stalker behaviour + lovesick! sylus + size difference + established relationship + hemipenis (double dick, basically) + unrealistic sex + breeding kink + aftercare; non proof-reader.

Note: ofc I had to write something about this hunk-- I mean, I've been saving some wishes for him (got around... 46??) so yeah, I'm really close to pity so I hope to be lucky and get him cause he's so FUCKING hot with his tail and horns... Hope everyone is doing fine!! I already did the pulls, sadly I didn't get both, so now I'm stuck with one of them and one card for Sylus which is not the pair (I got Immobilized I think it's called). I haven't seen the actual story cause I still have the hope of getting it, so bear with me if I mess up/invent stuff cause, yk. I tried to do some research about how a dragon "thing" would work but damn, I ended up on a deep rabbit hole... let me know if you liked it ♡♡

Dragon! Sylus who finds you trying to steal his treasure. You look so tiny in contrast with him that it makes him want to eat you up ♡. Despite that, he restrians himself, not wanting to break his brand new toy so fast.

Dragon! Sylus who turns into his human form in fear of crushing you with one of his claws. Even despite he is several times smaller, you still look so tiny close to him... God, he really is trying his hardest you know?

Dragon! Sylus who acts all rough at first, threatening you with his mean words and his nasty demeanor when in reality he is dying to touch you. So he does, getting close to you so he can "threaten" you with his size, his tail slowly wrapping around your waist as he whispered his empty threats.

Dragon! Sylus who almost chuckles after seeing you retreat, one of your pockets filled with golden coins you had managed to "steal" (he let you take them, of course). Little did you know that this would basically give him a great excuse to follow you around, always feeling his pair of eyes piercing your back, always unable to find him among the crowd. Other times, he simply hid on the dark alleys, his red eyes glistening just from the idea of being found out by you.

Dragon! Sylus who is ecstatic when you finally regain your courage to return to him (his treasure). He has to try as hard as possible to avoid smiling like an idiot when he sees you amost trembling in front of him, yet you try to keep that brave facade.

Dragon! Sylus who keeps his act together, acting all high and mighty, acting as if he doesn't care when he sees your eyes sparkling, not because of him, but because of the great amount of fortunes he had gotten from all those years. Does it even make sense to feel jealous because of some stupid treasures?...

Dragon! Sylus who is able to slowly warm you up. It begins as a merely transactional relationship, always letting you get your way with him. You wanted his golden coins? Sure, take them. Needed some jewellery? Take what you want. Need a fast trip somewhere? You know he will let you ride him (funny word). Then, he gets more touchy, he starts by brushing your fingertips when the two of you walk through the gorgeous field of flowers, then catching you on his arms as you almost trip, finally allowing you to get on top of him as your hands touched his bare chest.

Dragon! Sylus who slowly gets accustomed to the human ways, slowly learning how to hide his horn and tails, then taking you to small dates around town, buying you anything your fingers touch with the excuse of "having too much gold pilling around was no fun".

Dragon! Sylus who learns about the human custom of gifting a ring to their loved one. He thinks about simply choosing one from his pile, but he finally decides to create a custom one. He spends several days working on it, thinking about the best design for it and what jewel would he want encrusted, finally choosing a red spinel.

Dragon! Sylus who confesses in the middle of the blooming field, getting on one knee and proposing to you, his heartbeat pumping rapidly, making him afraid of the possibility of you hearing it.

Dragon! Sylus who ends up shedding a few tears after you accept him. The tears rapidly dry because of his high temperature, but you kiss them, making him feel even more flustered.

Dragon! Sylus who almost drops the small snack you two had bought when you suddenly told him that you wanted him to do it, that you had been waiting for him to say anything. He tries to play it cool, acting as if he doesn't truly understand you, not like his grip turning the snack into bits.

Dragon! Sylus who sometimes snuck on your room, carefully sitting on your bed, laying on top of your chest and enjoying your sweet scent. The slit on his lower half opening and allowing his erection to rise. He tried to steady his breathing, afraid of being caught by you. He started to use his hand, slowly going up and down, as one of his hands caressed your hair. He knew it was wrong, of course he did, but his rut was far too close and this was the only way of keeping just enough sanity for him not to jump at you at the slightest touch.

Dragon! Sylus who tries his best not to hurt you, letting you ride you, his hands gripping your hips to avoid you taking more than you could handle. "Be careful, sweetie. There's no rush, we have all the time in the world." He keeps reassuring you as you try to get used to his whole lenght, his other cock rubbing against your tummy as you hug his back, your nails digging on his back as he slowly made his way into you.

"You're doing so well, sweetie. Remember to breath, yeah? I'm almost completely inside." He whispers into your ear, one of his hands petting your hair while the other keeps you in place.

Finally, you let out a heavy sigh, finally being able to rest while his tip rubs against your cervix. He keeps you there for a few seconds, letting you adjust to him until you start to move your hips, his hands now supporting your thighs. Despite the rhythm starts quite slow, Sylus soon takes charge of it, starting to speed up as he got closer. At the same time, he keeps leaving soft kisses all over your face, intercalating between soft pecks and his tongue exploring your mouth, sucking on your tongue or bitting your lower lip as an attempt of avoiding you getting cock-drunk.

"You said you were ready, where did all your spirit go, sweetie?" He pushed you away, forcing you to look him in the eyes as his hips kept slamming against you. "I do have to say that this look fits you quite well, here on my lap all dazed because of me. Sure you have to go back home? I could treat you so well here... Get you all knocked up and pretty, treat you like a queen every single day, just think about it." He forced you to keep the eye contact by keeping your chin up with one of his hands, the other pressing against your lower stomach so you could feel his tip constantly hitting against your G-spot.

Even as you tried to stop him from running his mouth, you were still far too dazed, fat tears running down your cheeks as he kept overstimulating you orgams after orgasm without giving you a single break. His grip on your hips tightening as his member started to twitch inside you. "Get ready sweetie, I'm close. Want me to fill you up? Get you pregnant with my seed so you can finally stay with me forever."

You nodded, your brain far too overwhelmed to make a coherent sentence, only beinf able to nod as you blabbered a few words: "Get me pregnant, please! Love you, love you so much! Just fill me up--- My brain is turning into mush!" He smiled wickedly, eyes glistening with desire as he got to mark you completely with his seed, his tongue exploring your mouth as he kept trying to keep himself as controlled as possible.

By the time you were back up, Sylus was resting under you, your face completely rested against his bare chest. "You did so good, sweetie. Let me take you to a lake I know, the water is quite warm at this time of the year, we can bathe together. Let me take care of you, I will clean you up." He kissed your forehead, taking you bridal style and starting to fly with you on his arms, one of them covering your face to avoid the air annoying you.

[h0bg0blin-meat]

What hindu gods/deities are lgbt (I'm sorry if this is rude or ignorant I just wish to learn as I've heard some are)

Dw it's neither rude nor ignorant. Now before I start I do wanna say that almost all the queerness we see in Hindu mythology is highly subtextual most of the time, which is like pretty obvious cuz these were the ancient times. So this might lead to a varied number of interpretations, and I can only offer the same. But most of them are pretty convincingly queer, so let's get into it cuz why tf not. (This is gonna be a loooooong post so buckle up)

Vishnu

This fella is probably the most pan-coded deity in the entire pantheon. Extremely comfortable with both his masculine and feminine side, Vishnu can sometimes be considered one of the peak genderfluid icons out there. His avatar, Krishna, despite being referred to as the Parampurush (in other words the manliest man in the entire universe), his physical appearance (which is what is considered to be a very feminine body for a man today, i.e., slender and soft) breaks the stereotype of what masculine man should look like. There are paintings of him and Radha where I've stared for like a hot minute trying to figure out which one is Radha (mostly in grayscale cuz otherwise their complexions are a dead giveaway) and yet, he slays it like a badass.

Then we also have Mohini, the goddess of beauty probably the best seductress out there, and the only female avatar of Vishnu. Through her having a union (yk what they mean by that) with Shiva (AHEM subtext amirit), Vishnu gave birth to Ayyappa, and wouldja look at dat he has two dads, which was actually prophesized. Mohini in one of the versions of Mahabharata (not the original one) ALSO slept with Iravan (Arjun's son) the night before he was gonna offer himself as a sacrifice for the Kurukshetra war. Reason was that Iravan had a wish to get married and spend the night with his wife before dying, and wishing his wife would mourn for him after his death. So Krishna felt bad for him, turned himself into Mohini and married him. The next day she held her husband's body and mourned for him like any wife would. We can also go back to the time where he sported (make of that word what you will) with Arjuni (female version of Arjun) as well as the female version of Narad (for a year in the latter's case).

In short, we can see how chill Krishna is with his fluidity with sexuality and gender, so much so that it's hard to put a label on him sometimes, which is fine. But yes interpreting him as queer wouldn't necessarily be a preposterous claim after all.

Shiva

Tbh Shiva is also pretty queer-coded, given his union with Mohini (and yes he specifically ASKED Vishnu to turn into her and hence he KNEW it was his best friend after all), and him turning into a woman to join Krishna's leela that one time, which also denotes that he's pretty confident in his gender fluidity as well, to some extent. He also has a sort of female avatar, who's actually very underrated. I think it's called Shivani. Also no one can deny the tension between Shiva and Vishnu let's be real here. They even have a ship name- Harihar, PLUS that "Vishnu is in the heart of Shiva and Shiva is in the heart of Vishnu" line. Btw this was a joke, but now you know why they're one of the popular ships of Hindu mythology. I personally have very neutral stance to the kind of bond they share, whether you call it platonic or something else.

(Note that I personally do not consider Ardhanarishwar and Vaikunthakamalaja as any genderfluid thingy because I just see them as literal fusions of the two couples, but yes many consider these two fused versions of Parvati-Shiva and Lakshmi-Narayan respectively to be gender-nonconforming, or non-binary of some sort.)

Lakshmi

Why did I add her here? Because I have a feeling she might be bi, given the fact that her husband is also technically her wife, considering we take Mohini into account, who I'm pretty sure she loves just as much as she loves Vishnu. But again, that's just my take on it.

Agni

Now he's one of the more popular queer-coded Hindu gods, specifically known for his implied poly-esque relationship with his wife Svaha and Soma (the wind god). Now many sites on Google have claimed Soma to be his husband, but I am yet to find a scriptural evidence for that claim, so I suggest you to take their words with a grain of salt. But what IS true is that these two guys do share a pretty profound bond. There was also this one instance where Soma went to a mountain and Agni followed him. Then both of them at the top of that mountain, 'became one' (what does that mean? not sure but it sure as hell sounded romantic. anyways). Also Soma is considered the "seed" and Agni the "progenitor" hence releasing the "seed". Now again what does that mean? Idk but that's sus as hell for sure.

Plus, Agni is also very well-known to be the (oral) receptor of Shiva's (and sometimes Soma's but not sure about the second one) semen, which he then flung into Ganga cuz it was too hot to bear for him, and that's how Kartikeya/Murugan/Skanda (Shiva and Parvati's son and a God of war) was born. So yeah.

Mitra-Varuna

These two.... are another pair of popular queer-coded Hindu deities. They're almost always summoned and worshipped together, and you can say they have canonically.... well had a union, and good news is none of them became a woman for the deed. Their union is recorded in the Shatapatha Brahmana 2.4.4.19, where Mitra is said to have "implanted his seed in Varuna" (hmmm nothing homosexual going on here) during the waning moon. Many people consider this a metaphor for the cyclic nature of celestial phenomena so it's upto you to interpret it however you want.

Now they also give off that sunshine x grumpy vibe, with Mitra being the god of friendship, sun, daylight, dawn and stuff while Varuna is the god of the waters, moon, nighttime, dusk etc. Plus, the latter has anger issues but he has a bubbly Mitra (pun intended) to calm him down for dat :D.

They are also known for siring two sages, Agastya and Vasistha after they accidentally released and mixed their semen into a pot as a result of getting enchanted by Urvashi (one of the apsaras or celestial nymphs).

Budh and Ila

Budh is technically an AMAB non-binary (or intersex) deity (and technically the planet Mercury) born to Chandra (who's also synonymous to Soma most of the time) and Tara, to put it simply, and got cursed to be neither male nor female because Chandra had an affair with someone else's wife -_- (Tara was the wife of Brihaspati, or Jupiter, who was also the guru of the gods).

Ila is another genderfluid deity. Some versions of the myth says they were born a woman, some say they were born a man called Sudyumna, while some say they were born a woman, but since their parents wanted a son, Mitra-Varuna (who they preyed to) changed their gender and Sudyumna was born (but then there was some issue with the rituals, which led to the duo to turn him back to a woman, which is when they took the name of Ila. Ik, too much gendershifting going on, bear with me). Anyhoo they got this genderfluidity from Shiva's spell and every month they'd change sex from Sudyumna to Ila and back to Sudyumna and so on. Budh got enchanted by Ila and married her, and bore the Pururavas with her.

Later on, some versions say Ila permanently turned into a man with Parvati's boon. But personally interpreting, Budh was technically still married to Sudyumna so..... idk what happened to them afterwards tho. I hope they were still spouses...

[reveryfics]

Hii ! I have an idea ;) for Loki !

I do/did a lot of panic attacks and sometimes you feel so lonely in that moment, everybody is welcomed to help you or talk to you, even if you don't really have the capacity to respond. So, in this theme, can you make a scenario where Loki is on Earth for bad reasons, his kingdom project yk, and when he starts to scare everyone with his corns and powers, he saw ftm!reader in a corner. Reader is having a panic attack, because of the sudden chaos, plus everybody is trying to run away and push him away. Loki doesn't know him, but for some reasons he goes help him.

Thanks for reading me 🎀 have a good day/night

Oh and ! I wanted to say, I'm french so..sorry for the mistakes, i try to learn as best as i can english

Clarity

Pairings: Loki x FtM reader

Summary: Admist the chaos that surrounds New York, you feel trapped like everything is closing in on you. Despite Loki's plans, he can't help but offer something anyone would least expect.

A/n: I love doing your requests, I smile everytime I see you sent one! I personally have had panic attacks, but I know it's different for everyone so I hope this does it justice. Perhaps a pt. 2 in the future?

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The cacophony of terror assaulted him. Screams pierced the air, a chilling symphony of fear and despair. Dust choked the lungs, a suffocating blanket against the already chaotic sky. Buildings, once titans of steel and glass, now lay in fractured ruins, their skeletons mocking the city's former grandeur. New York, the heart of a nation, was bleeding, its pulse weakening with every shattering crash. The once vibrant metropolis, a beacon of hope and progress, was now a battlefield, a grim testament to the fragility of civilization.

He, a mere speck in this maelstrom of destruction, lay sprawled on the cold, unforgiving concrete. The world tilted, a dizzying carousel of chaos. The weight of the crowd, a monstrous tide, had crashed over him, leaving him gasping for breath, his vision a blur of dust and blood. Panic, a venomous serpent, coiled around his chest, constricting his breath, stealing his sanity.

His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing the city's own demise. Each thud was a hammer blow against his already fragile mind. The world narrowed, focusing on the suffocating pressure in his chest, the icy tendrils of fear gripping his throat. His breath came in ragged gasps, shallow and inadequate. The air, thick with smoke and the stench of destruction, seemed to cling to his lungs, suffocating him.

His vision blurred, the edges of his world darkening. He felt a detachment from reality, as if he were watching himself from a distance, a detached observer in his own personal hell. His mind raced, a whirlwind of terrifying thoughts: Was this the end? Would he die here, crushed beneath the weight of falling debris, swallowed by the chaos?

The screams of the injured, the cries of the dying, the deafening roar of collapsing buildings – they all blended into a terrifying cacophony, assaulting his senses, driving him further into the abyss of panic. He felt a wave of dizziness, the world tilting precariously. He tried to ground himself, to focus on his breathing, but the fear was too strong, too overwhelming.

He was drowning, not in water, but in the suffocating terror of the moment, the helplessness washing over him like a frigid wave. He felt a surge of adrenaline, followed by a chilling wave of weakness. His limbs trembled uncontrollably, his body shaking with the force of the panic attack. Tears streamed down his face, mingling with the grime coating his skin. He was a leaf caught in a hurricane, tossed and turned, utterly insignificant in the face of this overwhelming force. The screams of the city, a haunting chorus, echoed in his ears, a constant reminder of the horror unfolding around him.

Then, a hand, strong and steady, reached out, pulling him from the abyss. Loki, his face etched with a grim determination, gazed down at him, his eyes mirroring the chaos, yet holding a flicker of something else – compassion.

Loki saw himself reflected in the other's eyes – the fear, the helplessness, the crushing weight of despair. He remembered being a child, lost and alone in a world that seemed intent on tearing him apart, a world where pain was a constant companion. He understood the suffocating grip of panic, the way it could steal your breath, your sanity, your very soul. He remembered the paralyzing fear of uncertainty, the feeling of being utterly alone in a sea of chaos.

"Can you hear me?" Loki's voice was a low rumble, a comforting anchor in the storm.

He could only nod, his body trembling, his mind still reeling. The panic attack was receding, leaving behind a lingering tremor in his limbs and a profound sense of exhaustion.

Loki, despite the chaos swirling around them, the city crumbling at their feet, felt a surge of protectiveness. This young man, broken and lost, mirrored his own reflection in a shattered mirror. He saw the raw fear in the other's eyes, the same fear that had haunted him for so long. He felt a deep-seated need to protect him, to shield him from the horrors of this day.

"Allow me to help," he murmured, his voice a gentle current in the raging torrent. As he guided the young man through the debris, Loki felt a strange sense of calm descend upon him. In the midst of destruction, he had found a purpose, a chance to offer solace, to ease the suffering of another. And as he looked back, a fleeting smile touched his lips. "Wait for me," he whispered, his voice carried away on the wind, "our paths will cross again."

The city groaned, a wounded beast bleeding out onto the streets. Dust motes danced in the shafts of light piercing the smoke-filled air, illuminating the wreckage of what was once a thriving metropolis. Amidst the chaos, Loki stood, his gaze fixed on the horizon, a solitary figure against the backdrop of devastation.

He thought of the man, his face pale and drawn, eyes wide with terror. He remembered the warmth of the man's hand in his, a fragile connection in the face of overwhelming chaos. And then, he thought of the look of quiet desperation in the man's eyes as Loki helped him navigate the treacherous terrain of the ruined city.

A strange calm descended upon him. A sense of clarity, unexpected and profound. The years of deceit, of manipulation, of chaos – they seemed to fade away, replaced by a newfound sense of purpose. He had found meaning in the act of helping another, a flicker of goodness amidst the darkness.

Days later, Loki stood before the Avengers, his hands bound, his expression inscrutable. Iron Man, his eyes narrowed, demanded an explanation. "Why?" he boomed, his voice echoing through the stark, metallic chamber.

Loki looked at them, at the faces etched with suspicion and distrust. He saw the reflection of his own past in their eyes – a history of betrayal, of broken trust. "A sense of clarity," he replied, his voice a low rumble.

The Avengers exchanged confused glances. "Clarity?" Captain America echoed, perplexed.

Loki did not elaborate. He had found clarity in the act of helping, in the unexpected surge of compassion that had washed over him. It was a fragile seed, perhaps, but it was a beginning. And that, he realized, was enough.

[fishhateme]

"but I don't THINK this is the life that he wants" I am reading your tags and nodding so fucking hard like he's our but a man who is doing mentally well would not be privating 200 Instagram posts while getting wine drunk on a Sunday afternoon. Literally that "could a mentally ill person do that" core etc. he is forcing himself to want the life he has

op you read my mind!! I'm going to take the opportunity to go on a long (looooong) rant, because I've been dying to talk about this

For context this was on the tags of that latest post of danny saying he's done (again) that's been going around, I said that I wish him nothing but peace and quiet but I don't THINK he wants peace and quiet, and here's the thing - I really don't. I've been trying to keep quiet about it because a part of me felt like it was disrespectful to comment on a real person's mental health, but also like, yk, he's absolutely never going to see this, so I might as well get it off my chest

These past few months of daniel hanging out in LA and doing kind of... nothing? don't seem very genuine to me. And obviously you might say none of us know what's truly genuine, but Daniel has been in the public eye for over a decade and a half, and throughout that time he's been very consistent with his personality and aspirations. Sure, the wdc dream is discarded, but he always spoke about racing with love, and he's made several remarks about liking to do things, needing to do things and keep himself busy

So for him to call it quits altogether immediately seemed odd to me? Especially when he chose to do kind of... nothing at all?

In the tags I raised another issue that I think is important - Daniel's spent 30 or so out of his 35 years doing some form of racing. To stop doing that cold turkey would imply some form of hatred towards the sport, and despite all the (rightful) anger that's been going around about rbr/horner/helmut 'stealing' or 'taking' his love of it, so to speak, I don't think that's entirely correct.

It's surely there, somewhere - practically everyone who leaves F1 still involved themselves on some other form of motorsports, even Seb goes to the track sometimes or does some event (of course, you might say seb ended things on his terms, but while I think that's important to note I also think the larger trend as a whole points to drivers loving racing even when they leave a certain category, which tracks with the whole, y'know, risking their lives for the love of it aspect)

now let's circle back to the whole instagram delete spree thing, because i have some thoughts on that, too: I'm not the first person to say this and I won't be the last, but there is not a single time in a person's life where they're more self obsessed than when they're depressed. I say this both from personal experience and just talking to people - when you're not well mentally, you start getting paranoid about how people perceive you and, above all, try to manicure your image because you feel perceived in a way that makes you uncomfortable (the discomfort can come from being perceived as weak or whiny or whatever, and it doesn't happen to everyone, but id say it stems from the feeling of failure that a prolonged emotional distress can sometimes cause).

Now, important disclaimer, I'm NOT saying daniel is depressed, because I don't know daniel and I don't have the info to get to those conclusions, it's simply outside of what I could realistically infer from his behavior! What I AM saying is that just from an onlooker's perspective, he doesn't seem very fulfilled, and the fact that he repeatedly goes back to old posts from years ago to trim and trim and trim some more seems obsessive. Once or twice at first, sure, but he started deleting posts half a year ago and he's sporadically been doing so ever since. This might just be me, but even if you're not happy about the way your past turned out, a happy person doesn't feel the need to change it for the world, y'know?

a few months in perth just catching up with his family after so many years living out of a suitcase seemed both logical and healthy to me, but like, months and months of staying in la where you seemingly don't hang out with anyone except your asshole comedian friends (who coincidentally are the exact type of macho dude to say shit like men don't get depressed or something equally as ignorant and harmful as that, bffr) doesn't seem fulfilling, stimulating or just plain fun, even after taking into account danny's -sometimes odd- preferences about how to spend his fuckload of money

To me, daniel has been coming across lately as kind of a lost man, for lack of a better word.

He was clearly more deeply hurt by Singapore than he'd rather admit, but in the middle of that he started turning down any and all offers - even ones that would've made him happy!

F1 hurt him, yes, but F1 is only a sliver of the motorsports world, even if it's the most publicized. In his rejection of anything motorsports related, he's isolated himself from his homebase, and he kind of left himself jobless (as a mere peasant I'll admit that I'd love to have the kind of money to travel around the world for months without worrying about money in the slightest, but I imagine it eventually gets old, especially when there's nothing very mentally stimulating for you to do - let's be so fr, Daniel isn't going to be picking up a book about medieval history or something like that to pass the time). op said something that I loved and that really seems to encapsulate what I've been trying to say - "he is forcing himself to want the life he has". it really seems that way, it's that simple - i think he cut off too much too early and in the midst of his pain and betrayal, and now he's either too scared of getting hurt/ridiculed or simply too proud (though that wouldn't be very much like him tbh) to go back, even if it's on a different category, so he's stuck living this retired lifestyle when, newsflash, the retired lifestyle barely fulfils regular 70yo retirees, much less people who are still so, so young (and yes, 35 is young in the grand scheme of things, look at h*lmut marko ffs)

And like, I KNOW I've given it way too much thought and this is starting to enter rpf territory but like... I don't know. I can't help but wonder. He tries so hard to look happy but I feel like his smile doesn't reach his eyes anymore. (Just for the record I was originally going to respond to this ask saying something light hearted and not nearly as unhinged, along the lines of 'daniel is on his publicly fine but privately crying in the shower after downing a bottle wine by himself era', which was a joke, obviously, but then I reread it and it didn't feel like a joke at all? So anyways, here's this parasocial feverish ramble instead, hope it was semi coherent if only for the sake of the lovely @dannielricciardo)

[un-lawliet]

hii !! i just read your sick gojo getting taken of by reader fic (it was amazing btw <33) and i was wondering if u could write it in reverse? like gojo taking care of sick reader yk

love ur writing and i hope u have a great day 🫶

(THANK YOUUUUU FOR THR REQUEST I LOVE SICK FICS SO MUCH IM SORRY FOR HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO WRITE THIS !!!! TY AGAIN)

“Impartial”

— you’re sick, you hate being sick but at least he’s there.

( taking care of Gojo while he’s sick here <3 )

When you woke up this morning you thought you were dying.

Your entire body was flushed, your temperature fluctuating, your breath coming out ragged and raspy against your raw throat.

It took you about thirty seconds of enduring this torture before you rolled over and groaned into your pillow, the action making you dizzy.

Helpless to your symptoms you wiped the sweat off your forehead, throwing the covers off of your clammy body and sighed.

Fuck sakes, you were sick.

Gojo and you were supposed to go to the little cafe just around the corner of your apartment for breakfast this morning, you frown as you recall how excited he was when you asked him to join you.

The thought of food made you cringe, your eyes clamping shut in an attempt to retain you composure.

Nope, you were going to have to cancel.

With a bitter expression you sent him a quick text, telling him of your, in your opinion, life threatening cold, and apologising with a promise that you’ll join him later in the week for waffles.

You were just going to have to sleep it off- you could surely just do that. There was no way you could do anything in this pathetic state.

You close your eyes, trying to ignore the pounding in your head and how you could hear the blood rushing in your ears, and the feeling of your nose being tapped…By what felt like a finger?

…Huh?

You cracked and eye open and almost shrieked when you saw your idiot boyfriend grinning at you through his lashes, his finger delicately placed of the tip of your nose.

“Satoru! What the fuck!” You exclaimed, your heart pounding, glaring at him.

“Hi baby.” He winked, standing up to place a hand on your forehead “Man you’re burning up, how long have you felt sick hm?”

You gape at him, unable to fully register his words.

“How the hell did you get in..? Oh my God did you fucking teleport into my room?” You sat up, pushing his hand away.

The room swayed and you winced as your body protested the sudden movement.

A gentle hand was placed on your shoulder, “Hey, hey take it easy ‘kay?” Gojo raised a hand to brush away the stray hair stuck to your forehead, a soft smile on his face, “I couldn’t just leave my poor sick princess alone when she so desperately needs my help no?”

You frown at him, your hand reaching up to grasp his, “‘M not desperate at all you jerk.”

And Gojo giggles, leaning down to kiss your forehead, “Sure you are! Look at your cute little flushed cheeks.” He coos.

Your grip on his hand tightens, and he beams at how you roll your eyes at him.

“Lemme take care of you yea?”

“You’ll get sick.”

And Gojos mouth twitches, as if holding himself back from reminding you that he is the strongest.

And you hold yourself back from throwing your pillow at his stupid face.

Despite everything however, you found yourself leaning towards him, resigning yourself to his care, ignoring the way his face lights up.

With another quick kiss to your forehead he jumps up, a look of domestic determination on his features.

“Have you ate?”

You shake your head.

And then you’re in the air, well, in his arms, heading towards the kitchen.

“Satoru put me down!”

“No baby, ehe~”

You groan against his neck, and he shivers ever so slightly, gently rocking you in his embrace.

“You need to eat sweet pea! Otherwise you’ll never get better.”

“Yes I know that.” You hiss, “But I can walk to the kitchen without your help.”

Gojo gasps, and you pull yourself from his neck to look at him.

“But baby what if something terrible happened and I wasn’t there to help?”

“I hate you.”

“You love me.”

And you do, he knows you do, they way you whisper a small “thank you” and kiss his neck is telling, and he loves how you let him care for you, loves that you, despite everything, rely on him to help.

“Say ‘Ah.” And you just stare at Gojo, who wiggled a spoon in your face, “Come on baby, say ‘Ah.’-”

“I’m not going to say “Ah” Gojo.” You deadpan.

You’re sat on the counter of your kitchen, the one beside the sink, Gojo claiming it was the easiest place for him to feed you for you to eat.

He had made your favourite comfort meal, the one you told him about months ago, that you were sure he had forgot about.

“I’m really not hungry Toru.” You mumble, feeling a wave of nausea crash over your body.

Gojo deflates, thinking.

When he raises his head his eyes are shining, and you lift a hand to cover his mouth, knowing a ridiculous idea was going to be presented to you.

You’re fast, but he’s faster, the gentle grip on your hand is proof of that, and he smirks.

“If you eat it, I’ll give you a kiss.”

You’re staring at him again, and he only smiles back, his dimples taunting you.

“Fucking fine.” You sigh, Gojo aways gets his way, there’s no point arguing. And although you’d never admit it, out-loud, ever, you kind of wanted a kiss.

And Gojo feels his heart swell with pride as you open your mouth and eat, there’s probably stars in his eyes and he dotes upon you.

One spoonful, then another, and then he’s kissing you all over.

You protest but don’t pull away, and when he finally reaches your lips, you finally smile, the giggle you let out matching his.

You’re on the sofa, on his lap, cradled in his arms as the TV plays a rerun of some shitty movie from the 90’s.

And you let yourself cuddle him, feeling exhausted but safe in his arms, your head doesn’t seem quite as sore as it once was.

He traces little patterns on your back, humming a quiet song meant for your ears only.

“Love you Toru.” You whisper, and he doesn’t reply, just tightens his hold on you, a silent gesture that reassures you that you don’t need to thank him, that he would care about you always, regardless of what you think, or say.

the end.

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THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST I HOPE THIS WAS OK !!!! IM SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO WRITE IT ! i love you and i hope you’re well anon :))

(A/N: My sister and I are like alone in our hotel cause our parents went on a cruise this morning.. ANYWAY she like turned to me crying and i was like help are you ok BECAUSE RN IM SO TOTALLY HUNGOVER and then she threw up on me. IT WAS LITERALLY LIKE BIG SISTER MODE WAS ACTIVATED i feel like a fucking doctor, i stole a mop and a spray from one of the cleaning ladies cart SO if you’re a cleaner and you can’t find your mop i’m so sorry that was me i panicked.)

[the--firevenus]

I like the idea that Bruce as person can take so many hits and broke his bones or whatever and act he's okay, but be the most dramatic person ever when he just has a flu.... That got me thinking of who else never actually get sick but would be funny if they do? And my mind hit on Clark, oh yeah baby

This will be ooc and crack but we all need whimsical and fun in life yk

Imagine there's a new type of chemicals that purposed was to weaken the superman. But it's not really Kryptonite lethal level, on a mission Clark got hit by it, at first he didn't notice anything different, perhaps it didn't work, ha! and he beat the bad guy easily after that.

But then he noticing symptoms.. He getting... Strangely lethargic?? Even after sun charging it didn't stop that discomfort, then he felt his body's heavy and slowly malfunction.. He can't breathe properly, his head feels heavy and he keep dazing out... Has he... Been poison? He search if he got any contact with Kryptonite recently and it came out empty.. He also found himself hot? Discomfort? What is this!? Why he feel so weak and about to throw up!?

He went to Bruce, nose runny and throat dry, "Bruce I think I'm dying." and the Batman look at him up and down, "Explain."

And he explain everything to Bruce, whining event, "I'm dying Bruce I think I'm dying, oh Kryptonite bullet would felt much more mercyful" (he flap his arm around in the med bay bed, looking like a sick victorian child,, which he is)

"it's just a flu." Batman state, fail to keep his amusement, "probably from the chemical you got hit few days ago"

"oh my god so I'm dying." Clark put his head to his forehead, "Tell ma and pa I love them.." he croaks.

"You won't die from it"

"But it felt like it!!"

Next couple of days, despite Superman should be abstant from the Watchtower, he still there, to float very closely to Batman

[senka-mesecine]

platoon boys with a person who always tries to see the good side of everything, like good vibes yk?

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― Chris downright admires you in his own slightly bashful, school boy way; sees much of himself in you, because see, he used to be like you, or still is, or at least was to some degree, depending of what period in his life he encounters you, be it pre war, post war, during the war or some weird in-between period --- you name it. Chances are, though, he never really lets you know openly what a high opinion he actually has of your positive outlook on life in the face of adversity. Keeps his feelings mainly to himself. Which is undoubtedly a pretty realistic thing to do. Do you go around telling everyone you look up to how much you look to them? No? I thought as much. Probably writes about you to excess, admittedly, journaling about you, writing letters about you back home, scribbling notes on the subject of you to settle his thoughts, putting far more gravitas into you than you'd ever guess someone who maintains to themselves would. In Chris Taylor, it is guaranteed you have something of a secret fan because you serve as his constant reminder that while good and bad coexist and are at odds constantly as a natural way of things, goodness still has a small yet persistent way of winning out in the grand scheme of things.

― O'Neill makes fun of you. Lets be real. He teases you. Prods at you. Pokes at you. Mocks you. Talks crap about you behind your back and to your face in equal measure. That's just his manner. Negging and being mean to the newcomers or anyone he sees as vulnerable and beneath him, but truth of the matter is, in this really bizarre sense someone like Red was undoubtedly around the rough around the edges side of camp for so long he has become rough around the edges himself...or maybe he always like this. Who knows? But, that is to say, your kindness and positivity are a novelty and he puts up defenses through being an asshole to hide how much it affects him by being, for a lack of a better descriptor, a rude piece of shit. You believe in a better tomorrow, that everything will pan out alright, that there's always hope and he's stuck with the Lifers (himself included) who are always prepared to die on a whim, if need be --- he begs the likes of Barnes for a day off because he has a bad feeling he'll be killed in battle and you're here espousing the philosophy of new chances and new opportunities. See, no wonder he is so antagonistic towards you. You literally remind him of all the things that are entirely out of reach.

― In a funny (and really harrowing?) twist of things, Bunny is all positivity and good vibes too...except in the most nihilistic, destructive, unhealthy way humanly imaginable. Chances are, you won't meet a more happy-go-lucky person who finds the best in the most traumatizing, horrible events, actually. He thinks war is fun and that nothing done there really matters because when you die you won't even realize you're dying seeing as how it all happens in a flash anyway, rendering everything but the adrenaline of the moment irrelevant, putting him in a frame of mind of an overly happy, zealous, sociopathic child who cannot be dissuaded that conflict isn't a blast, akin to a fun-ride at a carnival. Both you and him are seeing the good side of everything, sure, except his way of seeing the good side of everything is entirely based in madness and yours is based in, well...normality, meaning that despite having a similar approach to life, you and Bunny don't necessarily have to have anything in common. You use small, scarce joys discovered in the worst of circumstances and drawing on them to survive and he uses carnage, sidesteps in, and feels content even as it happens. He's the type to roast marshmallows next to a burning village.

― Rhah is the opposite of Bunny. While Bunny might find delight in human suffering and discovers 'good vibes' where he definitely shouldn't (laughing at the dead after he's already killed them singlehandedly) Vermucci is the realistic and even grim type of person who, rather than stubbornly seeing the good in everything regardless of everything, sees a way of surviving through everything and saving his own soul and sanity. Sure. You wanna be a residential do-gooder? So, go be a do-gooder if that makes you feel better and helps you sleep at night. Go preach the men about hope, new sunrises and new chapters! Bah! Rhah doesn't care. Your lot's a dime a dozen. Can be found in every church sermon and every commune. You'll only be perpetually positive until something truly awful you can't philosophize away happens to you and when it does, you'll realize how being positive and being negative are very relative concepts and how getting out of here alive one way or another is what matters most, because to Rhah excessive optimism is a clear indicator of someone who is still privileged enough to not have been through the worst of it all. When it happens to you? He is convinced your third eye will open wide and that you'll sing a different tune.

― Wolfe never lets on, but he really, really likes you. You're a relief. A safe space. A nice change of pace compared to the usual back-and-forth drudgery around camp. A balm even. In a division full of rough, tough, mean ass motherfuckers who out-experience him, outmatch him in seniority, exclude him and in front of who he has to overcompensate with an overinflated sense of authority to get any vestige of respect back from them whatsoever, someone who is just naturally nice for the sake of it and seems forgiving of circumstances makes him feel covertly at ease, albeit secretly --- sure, he might be occasionally abrasive towards you, snappy, distant, then flip around and awkwardly try to engage with you and joke during leisure hours when social conduct calls for it, but deep down your presence around camp is like a true north in ways. When faced with shit-your-pants scary individuals like Barnes, someone hugely respected like Elias who sees through his bullshit, mean motherfuckers like O'Neill, psychopaths like Bunny, there's always the one constant that there's you who just sees the good in everything. He exhales relieved at the thought of that even if he seems like he never thinks about you at all.

― King likes you and he, unlike most, actually lets you know it. He gets you. You're exactly and precisely his type of person. The type of person he'd befriend on his own because he'd get a good feeling out of you. Approach first. Take an interest in getting to know better. Invite to hang out in The Underworld with all the other boys. All the good shit. Possibly the first companion you actually make around base with no trouble at all; it is a connection that just clicks naturally. See, he is just as optimistic as you are. Possibly thinks that's the only real way of surviving wars and keeping a healthy outlook on the life that comes afterwards, once a man rotates back to the world, because that's when the real fighting begins; not in the literal sense, but in the social sense. Out there. And you gotta stay normal for that part. Not loose your marbles out in the jungle. Give in to the darkness. Because if you do? And you go back to civilization in that state of mind? You might as well be dead. No use going back anyway if you're gonna go back all sorts of crazy and mean. Your philosophy and his is much the same and he might very well recognize that instantly rendering you and him kindred spirits.

― Contrary to popular belief, Elias isn't as positive as he looks; sure, he is nice to newbies, is tender when faced with their inexperience, is kind enough to help them, is protective of the weaker and flares up at injustices, has good ethics, is forgiving enough to understand cherries will make mistakes because he's simply a good man, and generally maintains an air of good faith, but no, Elias Grodin isn't perpetually optimistic. In fact, someone might even call him a concealed pessimist because the impression is gained that a lot of life's ideals might've shattered in his eyes at one point in time, making him realize a great many of them were lies, overinflated or make belief; a fact he doesn't flaunts around, especially in front of the boys, possibly to avoid damaging their morale or make them lose hope because he understands how crucial hope is for survival, keeping his melancholy mainly to himself. In spite of that, I think he'll see what you do, recognize it and understand it is for the best. People need people like you. He might think you're somewhat naive or that you have some qualities he's long since lost somewhere along the way, but he'll still think the world of you.

― You're full of shit according to Barnes. You're worse than a crusader and a waterwalker --- you're still a civilian at heart and that is perhaps the most offensive thing of all. You need your eyes opened to the harsh reality of things. You need someone to grab you, shake you and remind you that sometimes, there is no brighter side of anything. There's no new chapters. No pleasant way of escaping. No new dawns. No hope. No nothing. You're deluded to think otherwise. A naive child. An irritant. Someone who doesn't belong here. Someone who has a lot of mental growing up to do. So, why does his mind linger on you so frequently if he dislikes you so? Chances are, Barnes chooses to deliberately ignore you to a degree that could be called cold and aloof because he's long since decided some wannabe saint and him have nothing to talk outside the comings and goings of formal order giving and order accepting but fact is this man cannot be fully indifferent to you no matter how hard he tries seeing as how his philosophy of death seeking and nihilism is at total odds with yours and you're everything he can no longer be and your existence is a reminder of that, rendering him unsure if he'd rather harshly pack you up and send you home or take a bullet for you. Maybe put one in you. Maybe put one in anyone who dared looking at you wrong.

[thehollowwriter]

Thinking about Morrigan first coming to Midway. He was prepared for an unfamiliar environment. He was prepared to be an unwelcome outsider. He was prepared for danger. He was prepared for being attacked. He was completely unprepared for *Silas*

He certainly didn't expect Silas give him such a hard time when they first met. Morrigan is very strong and can handle physical fights too, not just magical ones. He didn't take Silas all that seriously at first, he probably thought he'd throw some magic around as a warning and scare Silas off.

Unfortunately for Morrigan he was immediately tackled and bodyslammed into the sand before he could even do anything lmao. He's improved since his NRC days, and can handle losing much more maturely, but he's still used to *winning* you know? People who can overpower him (magically or otherwise) are few and far between. Additionally, it's important to remember that he's never been "on the streets" or in any financial trouble, nor has he ever lived in a bad or unsafe area. He's gotten into fights, especially at NRC, but yk. He's never really *had* to fight, if that makes sense.

So basically, he had no idea how to react when he finally processed he was getting the snot beaten out of him by this skeletal shark from Midway. He fought back or course, but gaining the upper hand was shocking difficult, and even more shocking, this person *is a mage*.

Morrigan is barely able to block a blast of magic, and then when he seems to be winning this fight he gets hit with a stun spell he couldn't block, and this rando makes a cloud of sand obscure his vision and *disappears*.

Morrigan expected to go home with completed paperwork (from another character in Midway) and some fish. Instead he came with paperwork, a bruised ego, a concussion and no fish.

When he actually gets a moment to himself and the adrenaline dies down, he surveys the damage and it's *bad*. He doesn't recall being hurt this bad in his life. Bruises, gashes, clawmarks, bitemarks, etc on a much worse scale than he's dealt with before. He also realises, this is the first tims in his life he's had the thought *"This person is going to kill me."* when fighting someone.

His parents thought somebody had tried to eat him. And it definitely looked like it. (And tbh, if Silas had killed Morrigan he uh probably *would* have at least considered it)

It takes forever for those wounds to heal, and ofc when his parents learn he started a fight by trying to steal stuff, they have no qualms with sending him back there to get the other part of what he came for. And so the story of Morrisil continues, and Morrigan nearly turned around and swam away as fast as he could when he realised the town's butcher was, in fact, Silas.

Those who have read Lamentations know how the rest goes, but I think Morrigan's pov is pretty interesting cause he was actually almost *afraid* of Silas for a little while, and very few people have made him feel that way. And of course, there's the other life changing factor of this experience: Silas' Abyssal magic. Morrigan definitely sensed it, and when Silas used on him, he instantly knew it wasn't regular magic. This man is dying of curiosity (and later on, yeah he likes being around Silas...) and that was a huge factor in why he kept coming back to Midway to "get fish for his parents", despite the obvious dangers.

✨️Random Morrigan thoughts ✨️

Totally unrelated to a fic I'm busy with

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[gojoest]

https://www.tumblr.com/gojoest/784603482617511936/satoru-would-be-the-cockiest-mf-on-earth-when-you?source=share

OKAY, BUT THIS IS THE HIGHEST HONOUR EVERRRRR HAVING AI EXPAND ON THE HORNY SHIT I SENT. IN MY HEAD, YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WROTE SATORUS CHARACTER. SO THIS IS LIKE GETTING APPROVAL FROM THE AUTHOR. CRAAAAAZYYYYYY.

and may I add somethin more! I dont know if I need pathetic desperate no self-control first time kissing satoru or pathetic desperate but still cocky satoru. Let's choose the latter!

I'd be soooo embarrassed if his dumbass acts smug when I'm initiating the first kiss. But horny me won't back down despite the embarrassed !! Priorities!! But I am also petty enough to pull away in the middle of the makeout

STOOOOPPPP you’re going to make me sob out loud fr you think so highly of me 😭🤍 i’m actually short circuiting ahhh i genuinely loved your thoughts so much, they’re absolutely canon to me so i couldn’t stop myself from scribbling a little thing 🥹

AND YES OMG pathetic desperate but still cocky satoru is the right choice to me too bc cockiness is literally embedded in his dna. like he’s going to be cocky even if he’s spiraling. whether it’s a mask or his weird way of grounding himself, it’s how he copes when his nerves start getting the best of him like he’s actually so nervous around you (you’re literally the one person who makes him feel like that) but he’s also convinced he has to keep it together (except he’s not keeping anything together LMFAOO)

if you make the first move and try to kiss him?? yeah he’ll definitely act smug. like cocky ass grin, something probably stupid like “oh couldn’t resist me huh? ;)” but if you put your hand on his chest it’s over . bc you’ll feel how his heart is going crazy and he’s panicking but trying not to show it

and if you’re petty enough to pull away in the middle of a makeout sesh ohhhhhh . he’s scrambling . he’ll probably try to laugh it off like it didn’t affect him like “wow, cold. didn’t know you liked teasing this much” but his voice cracks a little yk? his hand might twitch like he wants to grab you and pull you back in but doesn’t know if he’s allowed to 🥹 he’s flustered, his cockiness slips for just a second AND YOU SEE IT . that flash of desperation, the flicker in his eyes like please come back

he’ll ofc recover and the smirk will come back, he’ll tilt his head like he’s not even pressed BUT now he’s on the back foot and you’ve got the upper hand 😼 and he’s dying for you to kiss him again 😼

[bthump]

How do you think the hawks and particularly Guts and Casca would react, if they somehow could see the Griffith's vision during the eclipse when his young self was begging on his knees for forgiveness from the dead soldiers and had that conversation with a "granny"?

Like... They have already seen his image being shattered, seen him vulnerable and helpless, but it's not like they could see how he himself feels or even... cared? Most of the time he looked dissociated and everyone just rolled with it as if he was some kind of a mindless shell, I don't really remember anyone trying to communicate with him apart from Guts.

Nobody saw him laughing in despair...

And his suicide attempt... i'm not sure if even Guts was able to see that Griffith was trying to kill himself. Even if Guts was, he surely didn't have enough time to think it through and react...

This is so messed up... it's just so frustrating how his emotional state is constantly overlooked both by the characters and by the fandom... It's like the view of Griffith as something non-human despite of all his complexity is not limited by the space of the manga and the viewers tend to see him as a symbol, how you've pointed out, (but a symbol of pure evil) along side with the characters...

Yeah, it's tragic that no one really saw how Griffith felt, partially because he was so guarded, and partially because of bad timing.

I definitely think Guts at least would have an even harder time maintaining his rageful hate for him post-Eclipse if he saw the more depressing reasoning behind Griffith's choice, the guilt and the need to justify all the death on the road to it.

When Griffith makes the sacrifice, Guts remembers the dream speech and Griffith's little monologue about wanting to know his place in the world, showing us that Guts still buys the lies Griffith told everyone including himself about his reasoning. He believes it's a more philosophical, and arrogant choice. So yeah, knowing how Griffith actually felt would probably take the wind out of his sails a bit in terms of his revenge campaign.

Idk about the rest of the Hawks, there's not a lot of time for sympathy before they all start dying en masse lol. But just in general I think if they knew how Griffith really felt deep down about his dream during the Golden Age they would definitely see him as more human. Whether that's ultimately a good thing... idk. It might make it harder for them to work as an elite mercenary force because one of the things that makes them special as an army is that they truly believe in Griffith.

But yk, it would probably stlil be emotionally healthier for everyone at least lol.

Thanks for the ask!

[monstermoviedean]

Omg ur so real for the whole “should jimmy novak be cas’ biggest/greatest regret”. i have a whole laundry list of things he could insert instead but if ur willing id love to know what you think should be up there as things he regrets most lmfao. (totally feel free 2 ignore this no matter what!!! obviously free country free website etc etc but also i promise im not trynna stir the pot im genuinely just curious as well as… drunk And therefore possibly entirely tone deaf... 2 b honest)

4 me it would be the whole purgatory thing and the leviathans getting loose as a result (as well as cas and dean getting stuck in purgatory) like. Lowkey. i don’t blame cas for Bobby dying i truly don’t hold that resentment in my heart but it’s an unavoidable fact that leviathan dick roman would never have killed Bobby if cas didn’t do what he did despite warnings from not just dean sam and bobby but also from Balthazar and the Fate girlie (i forget her specific name lol something with an A) and tbh there may be more characters who warned/cautioned/told him not do it (there also may not be other characters but yk gotta cover my bases)

also cas breaking the wall in Sam’s mind was because of the whole busting open purgatory situation so that’s a 3rd consequence of that decision. andddd also cas’ whole staunch refusal to deal with the consequences of HIS actions (episodes Reading Is Fundamental - where he wakes up in the hospital - until essentially halfway through the finale) by saying he doesn’t fight anymore etc etc just avoiding everything Negative even though all the Negative things he’s avoiding are literally his responsibility (and Crowley’s , to be fair, but Crowley is also the literally king of hell we expect this behavior and disregard for humanity from him so I don’t rlly think it can be held against him. It’s essential to his characterization).

Anyways like I said feel free to ignore this I just saw ur post/tags and it made LOL

oh my gosh THANK YOU! no i'm so happy to talk about this and so happy you sent this.

you hit some big ones for me! and i want to be clear that i don't want to assign feelings to cas. i am not saying "cas should feel bad" or "cas not feeling 'bad enough' indicates he himself is bad." i am saying, if i were cas, there are things i would regret as much or more than the novaks. and while i think some of these are things cas regrets in canon, others are not. i am also totally okay with the "bad writing" excuse to explain why the novaks are stated to be a bigger regret than any of these things, given it's somewhat of a throwaway line in a buckleming episode.

anyway, in no particular order:

breaking sam's wall. 100%. here is an excellent recent post from @scoobydoodean regarding how that decision was cruel, and intentionally so. you could say that cas "redeemed himself" by taking on sam's hell trauma, but 1) that's not the same as regret and 2) that doesn't undo the suffering sam (and dean and bobby to a lesser extent) endured as a result of cas' decision.

the leviathans getting out. that's a lot of carnage and i don't think it's unfair to say this is cas' fault. unintended, for sure, but a consequence of his actions. (i don't blame cas for bobby's death either but i get what you're saying)

everything you said about refusing to deal with the consequences of his actions. YES. i don't have additional examples atm but i think there are others.

the fact that by season 13 there are only a dozen or so angels left. that's not 100% on cas. heaven lost angels in seasons 4 and 5, and angels fought for and against cas in the war against raphael in season 6. but he also killed angels for not bending the knee to him. he killed angels like balthazar for questioning him. angels were lost rescuing him from purgatory. angels were lost in the fall, which was sealed with his grace (though not his intent). and more angels fought for him in season 9. he does have some angel blood on his hands (though certainly not all of it!).

i'm still mad about him torturing aaron birch.

also maybe not something he should regret, but i think it would be nice if he apologized to dean for abandoning and running from him in purgatory. i'm also iffy on whether to include lucifer - cas does bear a lot of responsibility for everything that happens with lucifer after cas says yes to him, but i also know that cas suffers greatly because of that decision. i am not suggesting cas needs to "do penance" but i think cas thinks he does, and being possessed by lucifer would feel like penance enough for letting him out.

[mistydeyes]

CONGRATS 🫶🫶❤️❤️💐💐. no like fr congratulations on 1k. Personally speaking, your works are excellent.

oh, and can I request graveyard - "please i don't want to die" with Price? I got that Tony and Peter Parker when Peter turned into dust vibes 💀yk. Anyways, take care!!

aww thank you so much @lake-lilium! literally was dying at the vintage justin bieber pic but yes this prompt is so giving that vibe so prepare for some ANGST :')

link to the prompt list and 1k celebration!

prompt: graveyard - "please i don't want to die"

pairing: John Price x gn!reader

warnings: DEATH, angst, swearing, depiction of blood and violence

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In Price's line of work, there was always a moment of panic when he was unable to get in contact with you. You remember you had to reassure him of your safety when you took a nap and missed a few of his calls. You couldn't blame him though for the worry. You didn't know much about his job but it was clear he had some enemies to be wary of. However, you would always reassure him as he left the house and you pet your German Shepherd by the door.

Despite seeing you off that morning, Price still couldn't shake the feeling building in his core. "Fuck, answer the phone," he murmured as yet another call went to voicemail. He slammed his fist on the steering wheel as he turned down your street. "Just give me a callback, love, on my way home," he said hurriedly as he hit the reddened button on his phone. "You're being paranoid, John," he laughed to himself, yet the feeling was still there. He pulled into your small driveway and turned off the car. All seemed normal as he closed the door gently and dragged the bag of dog food that you had asked him to get. However, when he saw the front door slightly ajar, he dropped it immediately and entered with caution mounting.

As he scanned the front foyer, he grabbed a firearm he kept in the hallway's closet. "You alright, love?" he called out as he searched for any sign of you or your beloved dog. His training almost seamlessly kicked in as he swept the house. He moved through the kitchen, finding a half-eaten bowl of soup, and prayed you had just gone up to the bathroom or bedroom. However, as he looked at the back door and noticed large muddy footprints heading in, he feared the worst. He opened it cautiously and could not have prepared for the sight in front of him. The normally fresh afternoon air smelled sickly of iron and blood. The muddy footprints ended at your feet and the grass was stained with crimson. You lay on your back your recently planted flower bushes with your hand over a gaping chest wound. He screamed at the sight and you looked over in shock. He rushed over as you spurt up blood and attempted to get up. "John," you whispered as he pulled off his shirt to stop the bleeding. "What the fuck happened?" he asked as he held you and grabbed his phone to call for the paramedics. "I don't know, John," you cried hysterically, "am I gonna die?"

He couldn't help but feel like he was going to be sick as you grasped at his shirt. His hands felt warm with your blood as he communicated the situation and tried to keep you awake. "It's okay, love, we'll find who did this," he whispered, trying to keep a level head as your eyes looked frantically around. "Where's Charlie?" you asked and he held your face gently. "We'll find him later, yeah? Just stay awake for me," John repeated and pulled you onto his lap as he propped you up against one of the flower beds. Price was always prepared for these scenarios on the battlefield. Keep watch, stop the bleeding, and make sure they stay awake. His mind was in overdrive as he never expected to bring this mentality home to you. "Hey, hey stay with me," he shouted as you began to close your eyes. He could hear the sirens approach and kept shaking your shoulder. "John, please," you began to say as your voice became weaker and your eyes began to flutter slowly, "please, I don't want to die." He could see small silver tears fall down your face as he held down on your sternum tightly. "Shhh," he tried to reassure, "just keep your eyes on me." "Please, I don't want to die," you kept repeating and wailing. The last words he would ever hear were your fearful sentiments coupled with the absolute horror in your dilated eyes.

[antiv3nom]

Tell me something about Sin that you've been dying to type a bunch of paragraphs about!!

THANKS FOR THE ASK SOL !!!!!!!!

okay so a joke i frequenly make about sin but have genuine feelings about is that, despite being raised by sol "what are feelings?" badguy, sin ended up being SO emotionally intelligent. like sol would not have ever had any sort of conversations regarding fuckin empathy or the like with sin, he was too busy TYING THE KID TO A TREE when he was busy, yk? (dont have enough time to dig into all of my feelings on sin's upbringing lmao, i could write a whole different essay about that)

ANYWAYS! yeah. sin has a lot of issues in overture, and he feels...like he's full of a lot of rage and resentment over a lot of things. i can't entirely speak on everything as i still have yet to watch a playthrough of the entirety of overture (i know what happens! i just havent seen all of the nitty-gritty interactions with him and others) but i know that he's got a lot more rage in him then he does in xrd. which of course makes sense, since he's still in the process of understanding and eventually re-accepting ky, and he's gotta interact a lot with him on a personal level in overture, notably without dizzy to mediate, which i personally think is likely how things went down before she was frozen.

anyways i wanna move onto xrd because i have a lot of feelings about him in sign, STARTING with his conversation with sol at one point. he's just got out after talking with ram for the first time, and sol is telling him to give it up and sin recognizes this for exactly what it is, that sol is showing his own lack of trust and actively choosing not to follow him in this, and while after this is pointed out sol worries that he's trying to turn sin into him, ky is actually the one to recognize that sin understands him at his core. i mean, of course. sin's spent probably more time with sol than he's spent with anyone else, and i find it interesting that he came out of that, not being cold and callous like sol has become, but the absolute opposite. i think he trained himself to be almost the opposite of sol, to be able to see through the walls that his guardian puts up and really understand a lot of what he's getting at. it makes a lot of sense, honestly!

i'd also like to bring up a line that he says earlier in sign, which is, "my heart always has been, and will be, open to all" and i think the real thing that cements this being absolutely TRUE is that it's towards elphelt, almost immediately after being told directly by elphelt that she's quote unquote "hot shit" akin to ram. look if he was the same person as his father or his extra father he'd be worried! but he's NOT! he very much is the type of person to trust in a person and that's important! because without that they never would have worked with elphelt to the degree they did, they never would have tried to save her and thus figured out fucking EVERYTHING with rev, they never would have gotten ramlethal as an ally, none of it! because sin had trust in them and took the time and energy to pay attention to them and try to actually emotionally connect with them, and he was a big part of the reason that ramlethal realized she had feelings!!!! fuck!!!!!!! hes integral to the plot because he is inherently kind!!!!!!!!!!!!!

also fuck. fucking hell his relationship with ky. again. i could write a whole different essay on this and it WILL be covered in bread fic which yes will be updated i swear it. anyways. it takes a lot to willingly accept an effort to repair a relationship and put in effort yourself. and it takes MORE to realize the other side of the situation, especially when it's familial. i just. fuck dude. sin cares so much about his mother and through that finds a new path of caring about his own father whom he hated for almost all of his life. fuck dude. he called him dad. he called him dad. i cannot stress enough how much it fucked me up the first time i saw that scene i was crying in public about it i love them so fucking much dude. so much.

anyways this is a big old ramble but fuck sin gets narrowed down to "haha stupid large child who eats a lot" by a lot of people and i think more of us should recognize that while yes he is a 5 year old who looks jacked and yes he does have the funny eat move, he is also an incredibly kind and emotionally mature character

[aceagilecrash]

ok so obvi;ously spoilers for arcane s2 finale

this is the first time I've had a dream about a ship and I figured I just wanna share it with you guys.

So it starts off right after jayce and viktor come together within the crystal / arcane and as some people have theorized it's actually a teleportation rune so LOLOL MY BRAIN HAD THOUGHT UP that they ended up in a location far removed from piltover/zaun.

In the dream they crash land into a meadow with a large tree near a cliffside. I just remember jayce and viktor waking up slowly and realize that they didn't actually die and that they lived through that. viktor still in his ratty ass blanket and with his cunty bob and jayce in his final battle clothes but obvi no hammer in sight. it's just the two of them and jayce can't believe that they're still alive despite everything. a little ways over is a small town / village

in my dream all i remember is jayce introducing himself as jayce talis and then when people see his hand on viktors' back hes like and my partner, viktor (which causes so much confusion amongst the villagers about their actual relationship)

ITS LIKE sometimes I see some scenes and I'm like there's no way the brain thought of that, but I remember them not really speaking about their relationship and it's so.... jayvik coded of them, because when it comes down to it that's one of their major issues between the two of them. THey don't know how to communicate lol

i just feel like it's been viktor's whole life to put up walls and barriers for himself to try to fit in with able bodied kids, to trying to fit in within piltover / the academy so he can prove that he's worth it as someone from the undercity/zaun that he belongs there. and so he's never really been himself or has the space to be himself except those brief times when he's with jayce, but i still feel like he puts up these walls to protect himself (i.g. when he wakes up and immediately pushes jayce away and breaks up with... def a defensive mechanism fer sure) bc he's scared that people won't accept him because of his flaws, that he's from zaun which people look down upon and he's disabled and not the most perfect looking guy.

then i think jayce is like... not to say spoiled, but he's used to getting everything that he wants, the only time notwithstanding is when he almost got exiled, but it's like he has funding to do the research that he wants and he does. and despite the forementioned exiling that still worked out in his favor because he ended up with viktor ( HIS SAVIOR ALWAYS ALWAYS HIS SAVIOR, MORE ON THAT LATER) and inventing hextech. but i think the thing with jayce is that like he is like this perfect example to piltover to like not only innovation Man of PRogress frfr, but like an able bodied man from a House TM with a sponsorship from a Counsilor House. And there's totally nothing wrong with that I will always at the end of the day be a jayce defender but the guys like that popular kid in high school thats captain of the football team and also on the math team you know? on top of that he's kind, but I just don't think he's had to work hard at something you know? and with viktor you would have to work hard to break down his barriers.

for example if you look at jayce's relationship with mel, it did start off because mel wanted something from jayce so that she could secure good footing with the creators' of hextech and to also establish jayce as a person with power that she can influence (hence him becoming a counselor its just the right moves for her) right? but it's also like you can't help but fall for jayce and his puppy dog eyes and I'm not saying i'm anti-mel, I think she's beautiful and smart and sly aND THE WOLF but she's also sorta perfect. the perfect girl for the perfect guy, except the whole time that jayce was with her jayce mostly brought up his imperfect dying best friend. he slept with her, but viktor is the one who's bedside he stayed by yk? like i think a part of him and what he realizes in season 2 from season 1 is that he has all these expectations placed on him and at the core of it, he's just a big nerd who's special interest is magic and he just wants to be with viktor

anyway so back to my dream, it's like my brain knew that and knew that a big reason why season 2 is the divorce arc is all the not communicating jayce and viktor do. so in this perfect area and smaller scale than piltover/zaun it's like they can start fresh and they do. but they don't talk about what happened to them and why they're there in the first place. their first logical step is survival mode they need to eat and they need shelter. so they do that, albeit with a lot of kindness from the villagers who feed them and house them temporary. in my dream, they use their engineering degrees to the fullest to help out in anyway despite the fact that between the two of them they only have like 2.5 functioning legs.

jayce builds them a house and it just makes sense frugal wise that there's only one bed and one building and he ends up with the town's black smithery but the black smith is very old and they don't really need him as much because they can get a lot of their supplies from other places when they can afford to go to other ports.

in my dream viktor builds the town children toys because the town is basically just old people and children and everyone else of age went to go to some military campaign? idk brains work weird and dreams just assume things. he's doing that and sometimes learning how to cook so that the two of them could actually stop relying on this old grandma that felt bad when she found them out in the woods eating random ass salamanders that jayce catches randomly and viktor didn't realize he got the appetite for them.

at the climax ish of the dream is that the village people start getting sick, and viktor realizes that hey actually he became somewhat of a mage, it's not as all powerful as what the hexcore was but he's still and has learned to be attuned with magic, it has the added bonus of not totally corrupting him. so he wants to help the people out because at the core of viktor IS THAT HE WANTS TO HELP PEOPLE. that's why him and jayce get along because sure they're both brilliant, but at the end of the day they're just nice dudes that wanna help people. so viktor wants to help people with magic. but jayce:?

jayce is scared because he wants nothing to do with magic anymore. he's overcorrecting the issue, he was obsessed with it and now he wants nothing to do with it. to him magic used to be the thing that saved him but then he realized that his actual savior has always been and will forever be viktor. and he lost viktor to the arcane, sure he's the one that gave him the hexcore to keep him alive, but it's only because of the influence of the arcane that viktor even did what he did in s2.

so they fight because for viktor it's about autonomy hes in control this time and he can do something to help so it's not within him to not help people who need help. and jayce is NOT getting what he wants which is now to live a peaceful life with viktor. and thats what the fight's always gonna be about is that they want two different things, but don't know how to communicate to each other in a healthy way, so viktor tries to leave.

but jayce has seen what alternate post herald viktor has seen and he's been told by him about viktor that jayce is the only one who convincer viktor otherwise, so he fights to keep him. he tells him how he cant lose him again honestly instead of just implying it with the stupid house he built and the working hard to provide him a home honey and building a house right next to the tree they landed next to because viktor loves sitting underneath it on sunny days to rest his leg when it's acting up. bc to me? i think jayce fell first, he just didn't realize. jayce fell in love with the man that stopped him from jumping and always wanted him to share in the spotlight. that he calls partner and never once looked down at viktor and always treated him as an equal and saw his faults and imperfections and it's not until that he had GONE INTO LITERALLY THE ASTRAL PLANE OF VIKTOR'S EXISTENCE? MIND? that he saw oh this man's not perfect and I still want him anyway. that life isn't worth it if he's not there. and it's why hes so anti magic now because to him even though for a long time he thought magic saved him, he realized that in actuality it's always been viktor. so he doesn't need magic anymore

viktor is soo unprepared for this bc to him this whole time period is about repentance for what he's done. he's not sure if he fully believes what jayce has said about him, but he's also not pulling up his barriers so high that jayce can't reach. (tho he did lower it mostly because he literally saw through jayce's minds perspective to him and its never weak, or unequal and he is seen as eyecatching to jayce) bc he's so used to seeing jayce with his perfect girlfriend, perfect life and he's like there's no room for me there so i will leave first before he can hurt me.

uhm and yeah i dont remember the rest of my dream, but my rambles and head canons are in here and i'm just so UGH FERAL ABOUT JAYVIK FER REAL like why did they do that LOL

i'd like to think that they work it out, that they find some way to help but also maintain their simple life and that its always gonna be the two of them in it together. that viktor lets himself despite his flaws get what he wants and that he deserves jayce. and jayce learns that sometimes you gotta fight hard for what you want and that if you're with the right person sometimes all you need is eachother.

anyway if you made it this far through my fucking rambling and incomplete sentences and incoherent paragraphs all for this stupid ship from a freaking toxic game, congrats! you also have a problem LOL also hit me up in the comments if you wanna see someone write this (not me someone write this for me hello???)

[bizlybebo]

hey so i am also batshit insane and not at all normal about Doug Bizlychannel Jerwee and his relationship with summer and i also have a non jrwi friend who is obsessed with Doug and deeply upset at the lack of doug content in the fandom so i am humbly requesting any and all doug ramblings u have in ur brain

HEEELLLLOOOOOOOO HIIHHIIHJ oh i hate that guy soooo muchh<33333

doug is absolutely bisexual and likely Some Form of non-cis but in s1 he had an evil villain job so he didn’t really care. he still doesn’t know .but like. summer is a pride flag sticker sapphic n she has the trans pin on her backpack n everything and so she kind of caught the Vibes on doug and Knows but hasn’t said anything.

hold on the rest of these got kinda Long let me make a cut

doug has a little brother right. he absolutelyyyy used to be one of those older brothers who was soo protective of his sibling and attached at the hip to him until a certain point where he started working for overlord n pushed his brother faaar away to keep his secret, being inferno, under wraps. so his little brother became kind of willing to let Anything slide as long as he could stick to his side like little brothers do,, and he probably Knew something was off and never mentioned it. it was definitely one of those situations hwere he probably thought doug was a hero/vigilante and not a villain.

ALSO i think this is actually said/kinda implied in canon but that summer probably kicked his ass to bring him down during the timeskip (or whenever they started working together). he was probably getting into shit he shouldn’t have and despite her not having powers at the time she still managed to absolutely cook him (cause like. there’s a different between who is technically physically stronger and who would Win A Fight. yknow). liiike i think it happened to be that kind of thing where they were in the middle of an absolute brawl n summer was just refusing to give up and they were exchanging banter/jabs due to already knowing each other somewhat from rockfall high. and right before they went back to exchanging deadly blows the prime rifters just fucking Showed Up. and summer was immediately curious and decided not to let doug get away on the grounds that “they’d finish the fight later” but then everything happened. yk.

ALSO i don’t think bizly actually said it but doug absolutely sacrificed himself for summer against that crazy scientist dude right. like we all saw it that way right. she was dying and he was in agony and likely thought he was dying to and so he decided that for once he was gonna be a good person even if it killed him and let summer take the fuckjn. synthetic skin and superpowers. but he survived anyways and it’s kind of like. that whole thing about “i expected to sacrifice myself for you, for it to all blow up in my face and for me to go with it, for me to be gone. but i survived and now you have to watch me pick up the shards of my life”. but summer “just because it’s rotten work doesn’t mean you don’t deserve it” dileo is like No Actually we are picking these fragments up Together but i am going to Kick Your Ass into being a good person All The Time. goddd does this make any sense i miss tjem so bad…..

also just how summer thinks she’s the only one who Knows about doug being Probably Bisexual But He Has A Job,, i think summer thinks she’s subtle abt her body dysmorphia from the whole superpowers thing. and i think doug realizes what’s going on so he makes fun of her for like. everything else But her appearance (other than joking about her always dying her hair). and he does the subtle things you always do when you’re trying to get it through somebody’s head that they’re beautiful and shouldnt be insecure (in a /p way).

also summer absolutely has dyed doug’s hair a couple times. he’s probably currently rocking w a few red streaks, but sometimes he’ll let summer do blue ones if he’s feeling quirky.

ALSO i’m on my suntrip bullshit i think summer was also trying to fucking track cantrip down during s2 and get her to Stop being a villain (enemies to lovers toxic yuri) but cantrip was wayyyyy more slippery than doug was. however after the incident w the scientist when doug was likely dying, summer had No fucking clue who to go to and. idk if i personally hc this but i think it would be Cool if she found cantrip and was like “hey. no fighting i promise. i seriously need your help can you do this for me. i’ll never bother you again if you can just help me with this”. and summer + prime rifters struck a tentative deal with cantrip + xavier and maybe alan to help doug Survive. does this make any sense sorru i love the pd npcs sooo much. i never stop thinking abt them