#i dont know how to color anymore god help me

[qrichas]

been wanting specific content + need to draw more so here have a 4halo sketch using a base by kim_gilgyu on twt. i need qbbh covered in kisses

[lixern]

; xx. wriothesley x gn!reader , modern au

imagine being in a mall youve never gone to before with your friends, so they know the place and you dont. they give you locations but you just cant memorize them all! you tell your friends youre going to the restroom, and they tell you directions to the restaurant theyre going to so you agree to meet up with them there. well.. when you step out- wait, what was the restaurant's name again?

you ponder for awhile, what is it? but then suddenly forget the directions they gave you. god, you just have to wing it.

well, wing it you didnt! you got lost, and didnt see any of your friends in the restaurants you walked pass. you look around for reliable looking people to ask, and there you see a man with black hair with a few gray streaks, with supeeeeerrrr light blue cute eyes! a few piercings and a wolfish appearance to him. you walk up to him and..

tap tap "hey.. uhm- do you know how to get to.." you say, embarassed. you literally just forgot the name!

aha! nevermind that, you just remembered!

"*******. ya, the restaurant? thats the one i think!"

you look like a lost dog!! infront of the most sculpted man youve ever seen aswell... hes so cute, you shouldve asked someone else for directions or your nose probably wouldve bled infront of him if you didnt keep your composture. especially infront of his friends! they looked so attractive too. long, white hair with blue streaks and a dark purplish blue type of hair color? god, youre surprised how such good looking people exist.

he turns to look at you the second you tap him, and now you realize just how tall he is the way he stares down at you!

"Well sure, but the buildings preeeettty big so you want me to escort you?"

wow.. his voice was super hot too. well- wait! nows not the time to dream!!!

you look at him and nod, too stunned at his appearance to speak. you watch him talk to his friends, hearing them but not listening. he then pats your shoulder, signalling your leave. huh.. maybe youll ask his number later.

you walk with him, a bit flustered at how tall he towers over you. should you engage in conversation, should you stay quiet? how do you avoid embarassing yourself infront of a gods creation?!?!

"so, whats your name?"

the man asks in the middle of your pondering, well atleast you dont have to think about that anymore. so.. you give him your name and ask his!

"well, it's [name]. how bout you?"

you sound pretty cool, but inside you arent!! he sounds so pretty, hes indeed a pretty boy..

"wriothesley." he says with a gentle smile, looking down at you with bright eyes. he seems fond of you, but you dont know that!

"rio- rizzley? wosley??" you try to pronounce the name, failing ultimately.

"wrio, for short." he chuckles, patting you on the back. whats up with all the physical affection its driving you mad!!!!!

you laugh slightly, smiling a bit too sweetly for your first interaction and, he notices. but he doesnt wanna scare you away.. youre just so cute!

you talk and talk with him, and hes the same level of talkative as you are! finally, someone who actually responds to your yapping! you just wish he could be your boyfriend right now.. waitwait. you guys just met no way!

its been about 5 or more minutes you guess, then you see him pull out a white card on his bag and write something on it with a pen. he puts the pen back and shoves the card into his pocket. you then speak up, pointing at a restaurant and asking him if its that one. he says yes, nodding as he does so.

"i can go there by myself now, thanks for the help wrio!"

but no, he disagrees.

"nah, i think ill just bring you there. you might get lost even if its just right there."

he smirks, mischievously at that. but.. its kinda cute not gonna lie. so you just nod and walk with him. his hand slides across your side, your hand then the bag you carry, it drives you insane how close you are!

you finally get there, smiling up at him. admiring his pretty face one more time before having to let the sight go.

"thank you really, for the help- I hope it wasnt a distraction to you and your friends hangout or something..."

a light red tint dusts over his cheeks, as he says a polite "your welcome" before walking away. you first fix your composture before entering, but then suddenly.. wait! you forgot to grab his number!!!

"wrio!" you scream, but hes too far to hear you so you just weep internally in vain, before entering the restaurant.

your friends scold you, its been like 20 minutes since they were there! little do they know you got a bit lost.. you sit down beside them, before noticing the pocket in the bag you carried had a little white card peeking out of it...

on the back of the card in the clearest space there is, you read..

i know its just a business card im sorry aha, pretty shit way to tell you my number yeah? but its all i have right now.

maybe you dont have to say goodbye to his pretty face after all.

[quirklessidiot]

title: Y/N and her boys [sneak peek] pairing : Upper classman/popular kid!Gojo Satoru x F!reader, Exchange student!Eren Jaeger x F!reader, MMA Fighter/Celebrity!Ryomen Sukuna x F!reader, Childhood Bestfriend!Aki Hayakawa x F!reader, Varsity football player!Itoshi Rin x F!reader (use of she/her pronouns) Genre: Alternate Universe-University setting, romance, fluff, angst (if you squint), slice of life, drama, all cliche romance genres unite! (Based on the Manhwa, Bunny and her Boys)

Summary: Y/N’s denied the existence of pretty boys and god forbid she’d ever end up dating one yet with one horrid break-up, she decides that relationships aren’t just meant for someone stupid like her but the problem is — five of them suddenly appear and god, why does it seem like they can’t get enough of her?

General warning for the story: mild sexual content, cliche tropes (help), mahito is his own warning, minor character death, mentions of depression, a lot of second-hand embarrassment from y/n's part (shes not a cool girl, SHE IS A BUBBLING MESS AND THATS OK <33), insecurities, bullying, and mentions of cheating Notes: english isn't my first language! (dont judge me) this multi-chaptered story will probably be 20-30 chapters (idk) in ao3. you can totally tell this story is rooted from self-indulgence LMFAO. Im not sure if i should cross post it but im leaning towards ao3 more either ways, can't wait to release this on friday!

also can u guess who she ends up with :P rb’s are appreciated yay FULL VERSION IS RIGHT HERE!

SNEAK PEAK

“Maybe…Maybe we should break up.”

There's another round of silence between you two, and you know that you can’t exactly take it back anymore since you had said it loud and clear, “Woah, woah, I told you I wasn’t with Misa.” his voice turns louder, and the background noises are good as gone as if he had left the noisy place, “Where are you? I’m coming to get you-”

“I said,” you try to control the stammering of your voice, trying to avoid the stares of the people who cast odd glances, “We’re done. I don’t want to see or hear from you again.” and before he could let another excuse out of his mouth, you end the call. It is only now that you notice how your legs have been quivering and your mouth has gone dry, seemingly like a pup who had just been born and trying to walk. You lose your footing and sit down on the dirty pavement.

No tears were shed at that very moment, probably because you were only stupefied, and it was written clearly on your face that this wouldn’t be something you’d recover anytime soon. Heck, you couldn’t even grasp the idea entirely that someone you’ve been friends with for years and, eventually, a lover would do that to you.

Was it as easy as a snap of a finger?

“Miss? Miss?” someone calls out, but it only bounces back to him like an echo in a cave. You remain still, eyes blinking rapidly while the rest of your face is slack. Everyone around you continued to move, but you remained there like a decorated statue.

“Miss? Christ, you’re about to be–” the husky voice also stops, and it’s only now that you look up to find a man. He seems stocky but, simultaneously, smaller, as if he didn’t want to come off as intimidating when he maintained eye-to-eye contact. 

He is incongruous with everyone who walks by since he desperately tries to hide his features with a baseball cap and a dark face mark. The only thing you can see are strands of his bleached hair, his eyes that resemble the sunshine that peeked through the glasses of whiskey, and the swirls of ink becoming visible underneath his coat when he stretches out his arm.

If this were any other day, you’d run in the opposite direction because he looked like an unscrupulous loan shark, but your body remains in a state of unknown fatigue that you just wanted to stay still. 

You watch as his face softens, the lines on his forehead somewhat disappearing when he watches the color bleed from your face. “...Alright…” he stops, squinting as he crouches to your level. His thick thighs encompass the rough expanse of his straight jeans, and you wondered if he had been an athlete or something. Aside from his built, his presence was rather invigorating,  “oh…” he continues, “Sorry, you-uh…” The confidence he had to throw you off is gone like the evening dust as he motions his index finger up and down his face.

At that moment, you feel something wet running down your cheek. It seemed like the waterworks were late.

You didn’t want to be a pity party in front of anyone, and you’d expect there to be only bystanders, not ‘good samaritans’.

You sniffled, violently wiping the tears away as you felt your ribs were too tight when you took one long breath, “I’m fine…” you respond monotonously.

Who were you even fooling? 

“Right…” you carefully watch him take out a handkerchief, “Fine, sitting on a dirty pavement near my car doesn’t make you look fine, Miss.” he prodded.

“Well, what do you care, anyways?” you tried to keep your voice from cracking, but the stranger showed no qualms of anxiety or fear, nor did he seem mad at your snappy attitude. The blue handkerchief is laid on his palm, waiting for you to take it, yet you exhibit no signs of accepting his kindness. Instead of forcing you through like the usual status quo, he returns it to his pockets.

The odd man.

“Well, for one, I don’t want to run your feet over since I’m parked over here,” he thumbs towards the black jeep that’s parked in front of you, “And my mom didn’t raise me to leave a girl sitting alone, crying her eyes out…”

“Well, did your mom tell you to mind your own business, as well?” your body remains heavy and distant from the stranger, not minding if it came off as rude, but you’ve always been wary of them, especially the ones who claimed to be nice. You wouldn’t be swayed even if you were in a vulnerable place.

He sucks in a deep breath, quite surprised that you had the energy to exchange a vehement response to him. Weren’t you just about to bawl your eyes out?

“Well, you honestly looked like you deserve some niceness after whatever happened.” he conceded, remaining suspiciously friendly, “Piece of advice, though, if it’s a guy, he’s not worth it.” 

“I-what makes you think it’s a guy?” there it goes again, the unknown tightening of your throat and the way the gummy lids on your eyes would heat up as if a pipe of water was about to burst and flood the segways any moment.

“It’s always an asshole who doesn’t seem to know how to treat a woman right.” he lamely explains, and slowly but hesitantly, as if he was waiting for you to move away, he places one hand on top of your hand. 

Unlike a while ago, you weren’t as hostile, but you were confused about why the stranger suddenly did this and didn’t seem to tilt away like you usually would, “So go home tonight, Miss. Cry it out and wake up tomorrow for yourself. You’ll be fine.”

You don’t even see his entire face, but the way he gently caresses your hair as if you were a long-time friend had your lips quivering, and without even realizing it, your torso bends forward. You bury your face in your arms, finding solace in your makeshift fetal position.

The stranger says nothing more; honestly, you didn’t even mind. His newfound presence is comforting.

[seattlesellie]

You x loser!ellie go to the beach and ellie is already freaking out because you’re in a bikini but then you get hit by a really strong wave and your bikini top flies off 🤭

that is soooooo ᰔ ᰔ ᰔ

🌊🌊🌊🌊

like you and ellie go to swimming together in the deep ocean water away from all of your friends. and she has this little … salt water stache sparkling under the sun right above her top lip !! she licks it as you move deeper and deeper into the water, the sand massaging your feet slightly and the sea algae scaring you to death !! every time you squeal she cant help but laugh at you … maybe thats a little mean, but shes so so nice when she holds your hand as she guides you through the rocks <3

and imagine how cute shed look squinting because the sun is too bright !! tiny little droplets of sweat all over her forehead … maybe shes also a little sunburnt on her cheeks ,,, because she definitely refuses to wear sunscreen… and so as the shore seems further and further away, the parasols looking like little colorful globs the more far you stray, you offer her to jump the waves with you … and she obviously happily obliges !!

you have a casual convo about sea turtles and sea animals (ellie either is obsessed with sharks or she has a really intense obsession over some weird unknown fish. imagine like,, leafy sea dragon… and she has about 90 interesting facts to tell you about it too) and so— you’re jumping up and down, she obviously tried to drown you two times but we will ignore that !! and suddenly you get hit by an intense, large wave that makes you go completely blind… and the salt obviously gets inside your eyes and you cant see shit, you’re both coughing trying to balance on each other and then — shes the one who realizes.

you’re completely topless. she realizes because now, the strings of your bikini aren’t visible to her anymore over the water… and she’s just floating there (still rubbing her eyes) her face is all red wearing this panicked expression… so she goes like “y— your top” and you’re still kind of dazed…. so you ask her very loudly “what??” (because maybe some water got in your ears) so she stutters “your bikini… flew off” and you start running your hands all over your chest because how the fuck are you supposed to find it ?? and ellie cant even MOVE let alone maintain her feet kicking to keep her afloat. she can’t see them very clearly but as soon as the sea goes tranquil and the waves stop hitting ,,, she sees your the top of your nipple just above the water … and she feels like she might stop breathing. maybe shell drown, maybe shell get a heat stroke!

she lets out a long shaky breath and tells you “i can help you… look for it” and when you tell her she’ll never find it shes like “no— no its fine i’ll look under water dont… fuck— dont worry about it” so she takes a dip inside… and her heart is beating so so fast. you drop your hands from your chest because the last thing thats on your mind is the possibility of her seeing, or trying to look at them underwater… but god, you barely know her do you? because when shes deep in there, and sees you drop your hands to meet your waist— it’s like she needs to ask joel to give her swimming lessons again.

she suddenly forgets why she’s even under there … what… bikini? what even happened? the only thing thats on her hazy mind, is the two beautiful mounds and the hard nipples poking through, her vision is a little blurry, yeah, but she’s still seeing them, and that’s enough for her to start choking under water again, and feel her pussy twitch inside her blue palm trees printed shorts … she almost wants to just … pretend to be a sea algae. maybe you won’t notice its her hands caressing your tits, maybe she could get away with it. thankfully, she’s not… that much of a perv, so she just stays there for a second, feet kicking inside the water, and it’s only when she cannot breathe anymore, that ellie breaks her own trance and goes up for some air.

“didn’t find it.”

“want me to look for it again?”

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[asamary]

I'm a little new here and I love your blog! If you don't mind could you summarize your au for me? Only if you want to, but I don't know how to put it together myself 😭

Poppy playtime og:

The story is kinda the same with the game, the only different route i wanted to give angel was that they saved dogday and catnap!(poppy and kissy too) and since we still dont know what happens after chapter 3, i wont continue on. Buttt if feathers got a chance to write again(they wont be writing for a while, stress is getting to them, and im trying to comfort them.) i got the idea for a bitter sweet ending>:3

Sweethome:

The story is a bit like the og, until the hour of joy. Where the prototype had the help of some of the employees to help expose playtime co's dark secrets. But when the day they were going to get arrested, the scientists are long gone.

Years passed, yet the prototype still persuade to find the missing scientists,some of the toys had also joined. But they are unknowingly splitted in groups. The ones who will capture and secure until judgement. And the ones who will kill on sight. Those who kill, are the once who are very loyal to the prototype, and will keep a secret till the end of their lives.

To keep them all safe, the prototype want all the scientist and future more to be gone. What all of them went through, wont be experience by others anymore, even if it meant killing to prevent it.

The capture and secure group's purpose are to merly guard their Borders, to keep hostiles outsiders from harassing or harming ether the toys or the kids.

The toys and children could wander out of their borders, but they need permission is all.

And thats where the first chapter of sweet home takes.

Where bobby left without no one knowing and met angel in a very colorful flowerfield.

Luminous:

(Out of two, luminous's story change a lot, since it kinda didn't make sense even for me XD)

Angel only wanted to help. Once they helped these poor souls they were suppose to leave. But with their strength used by the being they were helping, they were weak. Even flying became difficult.

The prototype was a man made god, supposed to be controlled by their creators who made them, but an error occurred that made them unstable. In their containment, they prayed to be free. And one day, that prayer was heard. An angel helped them, this pure being helping a imperfect and false god. Held them gently, and spoke kind and reassuring words. In their fused mind, they came to a decision. Keeping their angel with them.

In their hour of joy, they met other subject their creators had made. And one in particular, became their most loyal follower.

When they achieved their goal,when they killed their creators. They found the outside world.they chained the angel to be unable to go home, To always stay by them, Even if they don't want to. Weak and all, the angel was unable to do anything.

Years passed, and the prototype's followers grew. They made a cult, to worship their savior. Yet the prototype only wished for the angel's attention.day by day, the angel grew more weak. And every visit the prototype has, is only greeted with a sleeping angel. They almost want the days the angel tried to escape, only to be brought back to them. It was entertaining, or so what they thought. Their most loyal follower on the other hand, despises the angel. Not understanding, why their god holds this weak and burden being. Why they get most of their attention instead of him. Jealousy, that was what he felt. And his fellow subordinates teases him of this, except for the heretic. Who is suspiciously close to the angel.

One day the angel never woke again, the prototype was in despair to the point they killed some of their followers.

Yet on the next day, a new born was woken up, and the first thing they do, was climb a tall tree. Which suddenly broke down all of a sudden, that was the result of little starlight's head injury. And the beginning of meeting familiar faces

(Do tell if it doesn't make sense! I'll rewrite them then:3)

[chlorinecake]

I just saw what that anon said and I can really really relate I feel like there's no way I can like them cuz I'm black I feel like. Weird for having a crush on Ni-ki cuz I'm black and even though I know there's no chance anyway cause he probably doesn't date fans obviously lol It makes me ashamed especially because people are always saying "what if / he probably doesn't like black girls/people" and it makes me feel like I'm less beautiful because I'm black and even if he did date fans I mean I'm like SOOOO ugly like atrocious but it makes me feel like even if I was a little bit more pretty he wouldn't like me or would dismiss me cause I'm black or like I wouldn't be good enough or he'd be disgusted or disappointed or weirded out because I'm black and a fan /has a crush on him and besides him it makes me feel like enhypen wouldn't talk to me or treat me the same cuz I'm not Asian or white like I couldn't be a fan or wouldn't be as important or pretty or cool or even just they wouldnt want me as a fan or like me or even look my way cause im black its gotten so bad that people dont evn have to say that anymore (they do but they dont have too) for me to think that way. Like I know we all saw that pretty engene video with that girl with the glasses and i couldn't help but make it about race like thinking would they look at me like that or would I be ugly abd weird cause I'm black ? Or if she was black would they still think she's pretty? Or would they even put the camera on her if she was black ? Anyway I'm rambling but being black is something I struggle with even without people saying the group I like or the guy I have a crush on (Niki obviously) wouldn't like me or would hate me for being black . Or they would be uncomfortable or disgusted with me because I'm black so it's just hard to even see myself meeting them or *even to imagine myself in reader fanfics even if the reader's supposed to be black because I've convinced myself that the only way I'd be pretty or attractive or they'd be friends withe or date me in Ni-kis case is if I was white or Asian* (*just talking about from a fanfic standpoint for this one* but yeah) but yeah it sucks and

Okay, I REFUSE to sit here and let you talk down on yourself like that. I don’t care how true you may think it is, YOU ARE NOT UGLY, Mirah ~ You’re beautiful, from head to toe, melanated skin, curly hair and all. Black women are beautiful, it’s disgusting to me how society has brought some of us to a point where we feel insecure, undesirable, or unworthy of affection from others. My words might not do much to encourage you, because finding confidence (esp as a black girl) takes time. But I really urge you to understand that you can’t expect other ppl to accept you when you don’t even accept yourself. Wish I could give you the BIGGEST hug rn, bc this actually hurts to read :(

Another point, I’ve seen plenty videos of Enhypen (along with other kpop groups) connecting with colored fans in the same way they do with their supporters of a fairer complexion, but I won’t share any of those videos here bc I don’t want you to seek “proof” as a way for you to feel better abt yourself.

On the flip side, let’s say that some ppl in the kpop industry DO have a prejudice (which I’m sure some do): your life and happiness isn’t dependent on their validation.

Let’s not even get started on how a lot of Ni-Ki’s favorite artists are black (Riki Jackson ? Bro would’ve never called himself that if he was racist)… but anyway, colored people like any other group of individuals can b really amazing once they get past their insecurities and embrace the way God made them. Jst know that u can always come to be if your struggling with something or just want to vent <3

[tht0nesimp]

ANYTHING WITH YANDERE BRUCE YAMADA I BEG 🙇‍♀️

TAKE UR TIME BTW <333

Tee hee I’m in my fall girl era tw: He’s soft and fluffy but might throttle your throat, isolation, insecurities(?), golden boy, 70s-80s

“What do you mean?” He tilts his head to the left like a kitten, “I mean…I just think we should spend a bit more time apart!” You love him—truly, you adore him— but it’s getting to be too much for you

The constant snuggling, Hand holding, social events, parties, sport games, and every other activity he insists you participate in is wearing you out. So after a few months of the never ending behaviors, you just had to tell him it needed to stop now because you can’t handle it anymore

“I guess we can cut out every Wednesday dates…keep Friday dates…” he plans as if you weren’t even there “And I guess you don’t have to go to EVERY soccer practice, but I want you at the games!” He gives that golden smile and pushes a tuft of hair out of your face with his gentle touch—he was always warm, making him amazing to touch— his smile was a bit more accomplished than normal

You huffed, slightly offended he didn’t even ask about your opinion on the subject before deciding what was going to change. “I guess that works, but for me being such a great girlfriend…maybe we could go to some special fall event?” Bruce smiles “I’ll figure it out, baby, don’t worry!” “Thank you, golden boy~“ Bruce smirks at your teasing and pokes you in the side, resulting in a giggle from you and a chuckle from Bruce. “Your welcome, Golden girl!” His typical bubbly personality was back in a flash, he always seemed to know how to fix things

he was so perfect, god were you lucky to have such a cute boy like you. Even if he was a bit much—even if he coerces forces you into coming to everything he does— sometimes you just couldn’t help but get frustrated, but that’s okay, because Bruce is always ready to help sort things out

You dont really mind him taking the lead in your relationship because you were never too great at social situations. And anytime you feel like people only wanna be around you to get to bruce he's always there to assure you that you'll always have him

But is that really a good thing? so you try not to think about it too much, you just think about what your going to wear to wherever he ends up taking you. He always liked you in green because it was his teams color

You continue to contemplate it as you walk back home, ignoring the way bruce glares at a boy who looks at you for a bit too long, ignoring the way his grip gets just a bit tighter around your hand

He was perfect, and out of your league, but you managed to end up with him and in the end, thats all that matters to you to him.

[carpememes]

10 Minute Power Hour Starters

"You gotta warn me because I was just about to yell 'Remember who made you cum?' and how embarrassing would that shit have been?"

"We've got ____ here. Can you believe it?"

"Alright, shut the fuck up, everybody."

"No, not the stegosaurus!"

"Oh! We're giving samples. I've done this before."

"Can you Urkel your way to a win?"

"I don't love this."

"Glug glug glug, now I'm drunk."

"WOO! Show us how it's done, baby!"

"It's what all the kids on youtube are doing."

"Where is this piece? Did you steal my piece?"

"Bro, I'm killing it."

"Am I right, the youth?"

"You didn't even savor the peelies."

"You just ripped it off like a barbarian."

"Sizzle sizzle, baby bitch."

"It's gonna be really dramatic and cool!"

"I don't want a pumpkin growing in my belly."

"What a fool he is, to get wood confused with food items."

"I told my mom to help me clean it up and she said 'no thank you'."

"___ said I look like the floor of an arcade."

"My heart is beating so fast right now."

"Spin the wheel, you bitch."

"We're visible to lots of people, but it feels great to be truly seen by someone special."

"Well, not like my BEST best friend but he's definitely in that class."

"That's too much plastic crap."

"You look like something they'd serve at 2 in the morning at iHop."

"I feel like i just came back from a mythical creature bukake."

"This is what the ladies are into. A big ol brain horn of goo."

"I'm an ex-man. Which means I used to be a man."

"Yeah you won. Everyone's great. Three people need to go to the hospital but hooray you won."

"Thanks for invalidating my win, dude. I worked hard for this."

"You popped which means you are legally obligated to not stop."

"Please. No laughter."

"I feel you should've said something."

"I has bro! Do you has bro??"

"Well, I think you get double points for that."

"You got a serious buttchin and you need to admit it and use it!"

"YOU DID THIS!"

"We're losin it. We're losin it! ___, we're losin it!"

"This shirt's better now."

"No don't! ___, fucking, god damn it!"

"That was the most legit anger I've heard out of you in so long."

"Why is it filled with chestnuts?! And a lemon!"

"Thanks for celebrating my birthday. This was really fun and not depressing."

"Hold on! I have to do some research."

"Jesus. Reginald. Christ."

"You did it! It's a nightmare."

"What do you think? You think i look sexy?"

"Am i out kissin vandals and vagrants?!"

"Imagine I'm rubbing your thighs."

"I'm going to open a tube of goo now."

"You're a sucky friend!"

"I'm doing all of the colors, you fuck!"

"I know what makes green! Magic and jesus!"

"Oh cool! It looks not that great!"

"It looks like somebody's pancreas exploded over here."

"Anyone wanna be on camera?"

"Drink it, you armadillo."

"Have you witnessed me?"

"Ew, ewww- EEEWWW!"

"Nooo, I don't wanna be the hulk anymore."

"There we go. That's a big boy."

"Are you gonna attack or are you too scared?"

"Admittedly you wield a lot of power that I was not aware of."

"It makes magic fun!"

"That's not what I wanted at all."

"I feel like a cat that just fell in the bathtub."

"YES! Eat the worms!"

"Early 2000s is retro?"

"What is the best time of day to shake a baby?"

"Oh no! It's making the connection that I'm it's mother!"

"We dont have all day. Im becoming sterile wearing these jock straps."

"So you can stick your little emoji faces in here when you write your diary about how much God has betrayed you."

"That is one of the worst shirts I've seen in my life. Put it on."

"What? Oh, I suppose you want to KISS about it?!"

"I dunno. I guess cuz I'm an asshole."

"What do you mean 'is that really what it looks like'? It looks magical!"

"In this world we must all tilt.... But we also a-whirl."

"Look around you. All you see is death and chaos... Here is a kirby."

"Every birthday is like the grim reaper moving one peg on the abacus of your life."

"Everytime I try to solve it i'm just making things worse. Which is just an analogy for my life."

"I was brewin' in the nutsack of an older man."

"It was like having Chuck-e-cheese right in your house."

"The ooze doesn't smell great."

"Parents killed each other to get this thing."

"I threw up a lot more in the 90s than I do now."

"It's about to erase your memory."

"____, Im so sorry, but there's something your mother and I have to tell you."

"It's not your fault! Don't ever think it's your fault!"

[fefairys]

"The human session spans only about a day, but there are still signs that everyone is "growing up," at least in certain symbolic ways. Their guardians have moved on, their sprites are starting to go their separate ways too, and they're beginning to embrace a certain sense of adult responsibility for this journey with a bit of help from their new troll friends. Jade has just said goodbye to a certain childhood comfort: her life on Prospit, and her access to the all-knowing clouds of Skaia. She doesn't have a sprite to say goodbye to yet, because of course she's just getting started with the game herself. But ditching these colorful reminders on her fingers is definitely a big gesture that feels like it's closing the book on her childhood. No more cheating, hints, or spoilers. Those are for babies. In fact, she seems to start embracing this as a philosophy going forward, as she reprimands Karkat in future conversations for offering her "spoilers" by way of slipping out of chronological order with their respective chat connections. So she invents a fairly clever password system to keep things orderly." -Andrew Hussie

ok first of all GOD do u ever just sit and think about how all of that SHIT happened in ONE DAY like they went through an entire leg of their character arcs in ONE DAY cuz they speedran sburb and part of what sburb tries to do is give you your own character arc so you can really feel like a Character In A Game. but since they speedran it, they speedran their character arcs too, and did SO MUCH growing up in just ONE DAY. thats crazy to think about

secondly, jade going from knowing all this stuff about the future and taking so much joy in that, in feeling like she was special because of how much skaia showed her, to "NO SPOILERS!!!" do NOT tell me about the future i DONT wanna know!!!! i think thats really fun.

she realized that only knowing bits and pieces of the future isn't enough, and that all it did was fill her with false-confidence that everything was gonna be wonderful!! she doesn't want to fall into that trap again, of being given JUST enough information where you think things are gonna be great, but oops! they left out the part where its really scary and fucked up actually!

she saw that john would eventually wake up on prospit, and she made the extrapolation that that meant she'd be able to show him around and have so much fun together! but oops! as soon as he wakes up, he watches her fucking die! she refuses to be that naive little kid anymore, refuses to be given any false-hopes like that again.

[teardew]

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im thinking about making a patreon because i .. uh .. i cant justify drawing for myself anymore and its killing me lmao

it takes me really long to draw so any time i hav should be spent on comms... iv been trying to fight off burnout by drawing things i like inbetween commissions like that sv anatomy practice and vampire/werewolf mngling was just for me but it still ended up setting me behind schedule because i had to rest my eyes and wrist afterward. but not only that i also wanna like. make a lot more things ...

like i wanna do animal, insect, architectural, jewelry studies and fashion and character design explorations and try designing icon packs and branch out trying embroidery with mixed media and clothes making and get into making like 3d things with clay and soft sculptures. i wanna make historical fashion coloring books with việt phục and fashion zines ...

also theres a lot of stuff i dont post bc im not sure if anyone would be interested in all the design concepts and notes i had for example the homestuck dreamer outfits or the various sha hualing designs and sketches i had before getting to the thing i posted? like i hav a bunch of different sqh outfit and hair designs but theyr more clothing based and not detailed character/face art ...

idk !! it sounds like an excuse. its like, who cares just post it ! i know i shouldnt value my art by the amount of numbers i get from posting on social media and i dont mostly but its kinda unavoidable ? to me ? i know i only post fanart and ppl follow me for that and its not a bad thing ! being realistic i just dont think anybody but me would be interested in it ??

i dont know. god. i dont know what this post is about. ''i dont think anybody would be interested in the things i really wanna make'' but im thinking about making a patreon for things i really wanna make anyway because thats the only way i can justify it is if i can profit off it in some way. i dont really want to, but with my financial circumstances i dont know. i never wanted to make my livelihood off my art. i dont even consider or call myself an ''artist'' really, i just want to MAKE art

i dont know why i still cant find a steady job after 5 months applying to everything and its making me miserable. its embarassing, they say to be persistent with jobs but calling and even walking in to check on applications and watching employers awkwardly try to turn me away without just flat out telling me no even though none of them hire me is an exercise in public humiliation. how bad do you want a job? bad enough to make a fool of myself with nothing to show for it. and i want to make art for myself to cope but it takes too much time and time is money

maybe this post is about my art anxiety under capitalism. i dont know

i think im safe enough now to admit my friends gofundme i was posting about months ago about helping their friend escape their abusive household was actually my gofundme because i was worried about them finding out and preventing me from leaving or internet stalking me afterwards. i did hav a scare when i got a phone call i thought was from my brother but ended up being a police officer, whos my mother's friend ...

but anyways. me admitting this is just to give context that. i ran hundreds of miles away from financial security and everything i ever knew and im still struggling to find steady income nearly half a year later. i just dont understand what im doing wrong. is it my name? is it because im not from here? iv been working continuously ever since i could legally my resume isnt BAD. am i just stupid? should i have just tried to make peace with my lot in life?

i thought getting away from my family would let me be in a better place to create more art, thats one of the things i was so excited about but this feels just as stressful as when i was the only earner supporting my family during covid. i just want a stable job so i can make art. i dont want making art to be my Job. i dont want to be a ''starving artist'' begging for people to care about my art i just want to make art. but fuck i dont know how to sustain any of this

sorry for this mess. insurance is different out here and i havnt been able to find a psych either so its not like i can talk about this in therapy instead of venting on my art blog. all my life i wanted to make things without the fear of it all being destroyed. the main reason i havnt branched out from illustrations is because its entirety can be saved digitally even if its physically ruined. my sketchbooks were thrown away or ripped apart by my family either from carelessness or anger to hurt me but now that im finally enough safe to have them again or make something i can hold in my hands without the fear that someone will come in break it and make me clean up its corpse i cant afford it

i dont know what to do. is it worth it? is making art worth it? i mean. its worth the rent this month. and i still love drawing god this is probably bad for business because i dont want people to feel bad for commissioning me or anything but not to be dramatic why does it feel like im fucking dying

[my-castles-crumbling]

hi cas!!

im gonna rant at you for a bit if you dont mind :)

Im a minor that lives in a super tight night, close minded community. Super religious, super homophobic transphobic ect. Seeing as im a teenage girl whose questioning their gender and is definitely attracted to women thats kinda problematic lols. Honestly idek how to explain the situation without a bunch of details, but basically, theres a fifty-fifty chance of me being sent to conversion therapy or just cut off from any internet access (and i mean ANY. i have a flip phone for fucks sake.)if my fam finds out im queer, i have no support system outside of some internet friends who know nothing about my situation, and within the next few years(so like once i turn 20ish, thats in like 4 years but whatever) my family is going to expect me to get married to a man and start popping out babies asap. Btw thats whats expected of me in this community, marriage under the age of 25, have like as many kids as physically possible and god forbid higher education. And im not okay with that . Ffs i want to go to college, major in fine arts, meet a person i like and fall desperately in love or maybe not just have a bunch of close platonic relationships i want cats and a dog and a cute studio in a big city where i can dye my hair whatever color i want aand get an obsene amount of piercings, i want to wear pants!! I just want to live. Without expectations or limits or people who love me hating everything they dont know about me. Is that truly so much to ask for?

And im incredibly dramatic cuz i literally have the dream life. My family loves me, my parents are upper middle class, theyve never hurt me before(besides for all the anti everything rants haha) i literally have a full sized bed, which for some reason i see as the peak of being spoiled idk why. I go to school, not even public, a private religious school that prob costs thousands of dollars, i have friends(who are all part of this community btw and id bet my entire savings that most of them think gay is only a word that ppl use to mean happy lol) close ones even!! I have adorable neices and nephews(my 3 sisters all were married by the age of 20, so i have 11 niecesand nephews while my oldest sister is 31) im living the dream life. But i hate it and i have no way out. No hope of college to get on my feet and find someway out, no people that'll help me fucking run away or some bullshit like that, hell ive considered it and then felt like shit, cuz what am i even running from? Im probably attracted to men it wont kill me to marry one. And i like kids, i wouldnt mind having any either. But.... i dont want to be trapped anymore. Cuz ill be honest thats what i am.if some one asked me to run away with them rn i would, no hesitation.

God im a mess😭😭 anyway this was me ranting in my notes app, im just apologizing for dumping this on a complete stranger(we're moots actually!!) albeit a very kind one :) i dont know what im looking for, but ill take whatever your comfortable giving ig.

I love and appreciate you<333

And hey this has been oddly cathartic so lmk if its okay for me to do this again sometime :))

"im living the dream life. But i hate it and i have no way out."

Hon, you're not living the dream life...there's a difference between financial privilege and being happy, you know? It's pretty clear that this isn't what you want.

I'm not sure if you're asking for my advice here, or if you just want to vent. But I care about you, and if you want me to research some things to try to help you, I'm more than willing to (that way it's not on your search history.) Just say the word!

Until then, you are ALWAYS allowed to vent to me.

I'm naming you venting anon in case you write again!

[bitchyfoxymama]

Full Moon - Wolf!Peter x F!Reader

Warnings: injuries, chase scene, wolves

“I had a lot of fun tonight, thank you for taking me out” I say while Peter and I walk through the woods, hand in hand.

“I’d do anything for you, as long as you are happy. hey why don't we cut through here? Its a short cut that will get us to the car faster” he says while tugging me along gently kissing my hand.

“Are you sure we wont get lost? I don't want to have to spend the night in the woods”

“You trust me right?”

I shake my head yes while looking up at him with love in my eyes.

“Then trust that i know these woods like the back of my hand, we wont I promise”

We continue our small walk, talking about everything under the moon, we almost pass a beautiful clearing of wild flowers but I stop him, pulling him into the clearing with me.

“Lets take some pictures in this beautiful place, that way we can come back in the day time and maybe have a future date here.” I say while my back is towards the meadow. I’m about to pull my phone out of my pocket, a deep voice stops me.

“Well if it isn't Tony’s little mutt, oh and he brought a little plaything along. This will be fun” He says snarling his teeth. His eyes are a bright golden color with swirls of black in them, his teeth are sharp almost like a wolves teeth an he had sharp claws where his fingernails should be. Fear rises in my body, my feet dont want to move but Peter pulls me behind him.

“What do you want Eddie, we told your leader you aren't allowed in our area anymore, not after that youngling of yours caused a havoic.” Peter snarled.

“Yes, well we never got your punishment for hurting one of ours. I bet that little play thing of yours would make a wonderful addition to ours, give her to me and all will be forgiven. She smells so good. How could you keep her all to yourself? Oh I know, shes your mate, isn't she? ” he says smirking and walking towards us.

“What. Peter, what is he? What does he mean I’m your mate?” I ask eyes wide, fear coursing through my body.

“Y/n, when i say run, you run. You don't look back, even if you hear horrible sounds you keep running. Ill find you. I promise” he whispers to me.

“What about you? I wont leave you”

“Dont worry about me, just do as I say. Ill be fine, now run!”

The second the word leaves his mouth i begin sprinting deeper into the woods, thank god i worn converse. I hear tearing and growling, but i don't look back.

Running in the dark is difficult but running in the woods, while it's dark, is challenging. I feel a branch rub against my cheeks, little cuts are formed on my arms as I block the branches from hitting them on my face. I try to pull my phone out to give me some light. This distraction causes me to not see the root sticking out of the ground. I trip over it, landing on my ankle weirdly and hitting my head on the tree trunk.

“Fuck,” i moan as I touch my head. I try and stand but a shooting pain comes up my leg. I pull myself to a sitting position and lean against the tree trunk, i had hit my head against. Panic sets into me as i try to find my phone but it is no where near me.

“Shit, Peter, please be ok. I knew i shouldn't have left him. What the fuck was that guy? Why were his eyes like that? How did he know Peter? Who was Tony? Tony Stark?” All the questions swirled through my head as I sat there catching my breath and waiting for the pain in my ankle to stop.

A noise from the distance pulls me from my thoughts, my heart races.

“Shit, this is how I die. Alone, injured, and without Peter” I stare into the darkness as a rather large chocolate brown wolf walks out. The wolf is beautiful, there's this feeling of calm and safety that washes over me when we make eye contact. The wolf walks straight up to me and breathes in my face. I lean up to pet its head, his fur is soft, he smells like the forest, kinda how Peter smells. I stand up but wince, causing the wolf to whimper.

“Can you get me to help?” I ask while standing and leaning against the tree.

As if it can understand me it lowers its head signalling me to get on his back. I mount it and grip onto its fur. I lean my head against it’s back, so i don't get anymore scratches on my face as well as not getting motion sickness due to the speed it runs. We travel deeper into the forest, past the meadow where the danger began.

Minutes later we arrive at a different clearing, this one has a huge compound. It is at least 3 stories tall. It's white with windows adoring the walls. It's sleek and modern. It was the only building within the rather larger meadow. The brown wolf lets out a low pitched howl, the sound making my ear perk up due to the pretty sound, almost like music. Moments later a rather good looking, older man walked out of the house. He gives me an angered look, his eyes show golden specs before quickly going back to a natural brown. I stay put on the wolf's back not trusting the stranger.

Soon another man comes out, he's brunette and has a soft smile.

“You’re Y/n right? Peter here talks about you all the time” he says looking up at me while removing his glasses.

“How do I know I can trust you guys, the last time I met a stranger just a few seconds ago he almost took me.” I say staring the two down.

“Well, we're Peters family, my name is Bruce and the grumpy man in front is Tony Stark” he says, “You are safe with us”

Skeptical still, I gently slid off the wolf’s back and into Bruce's awaiting arms. He places his hands on my waist to steady me while I lift my injured ankle. The wolf turns towards us and growls, this causes Bruce to move his hands from my waist.

“Sorry” Bruce puts my right arm around his shoulder.

“Let's get you inside so that I can look at your ankle” he says as we begin the slow walk inside. I turn my head and see the brown wolf walk into the woods once more followed by Tony who was giving me the angered look.

“So, Y/n what happened that caused you to injure your ankle?” Bruce asks while leading me to a couch in front of a fire.

“Well, Peter and I had just been on a date, we walked through the forest. I found a meadow and this guy who knew Peter, threatened him and Peter told me to run. I did and I was so scared, I tried using my flashlight on my phone, instead I tripped over a root I didn't see and injured my ankle, while also hitting my head on a tree," I say all in one breath.

Four more people come in and scatter around the room, one of them coming over to me.

“Hello, my name is Wanda” she says smiling as Bruce gently takes my right foot in his hands, he begins to take off my shoe and only then do I notice how swollen it is. I wince when he runs his finger over it.

“Good news is it isn't broken, now let me see your head.” I lower my head so he can take a look at it as well, “alright there’s a small bump but you should be fine. Clint can you go grab packs of ice for her ankle and head” he smiles at me. Clint comes back and hands me the ice packs with a smile on his face.

“Hi, my name is Clint, it is very nice to finally meet you Y/n.” a man who has the personality of a golden retriever introduces himself to me.

“Im Bucky, it's good to put a face to the name finally” a man with a metal arm smiles warmly.

Just as I'm about to reply to them Peter and Tony from earlier come walking in.

“Y/n, are you ok?” he says kneeling in front of me and placing my face in his hands, only then do i notice the cuts and torn clothes.

“I’m fine but what about you? I should have stayed with you”

“No, i’m glad you did as i told you. Look Y/n there’s something I need to tell you about me, the real me.” he says while sitting next to me on the couch, “All those fairytales you grew up with, werewolves, vampires, fairies, sirens, mermaids. They're all real and I am one of them. We are one of them. We are werewolves. This is my pack, we call ourselves the Avengers”

“So that means that big brown wolf that brought me here was you right? Also why did he give me a dirty look” I say looking at Tony who is at his bar pouring himself a drink.

“Yes that was me, also tony is weary of humans knowing about us, but I assured him that you could be trusted.”

“Ok, this is great, um so about that guy who almost kidnapped me, what happened to him?”

“We took care of him, he went back to his pack with his tail between his legs, you however need to keep this secret between the nine of us from now on.” Tony says while walking towards me, “i'm trusting you because you are Peter’s mate, which means you are also a part of this family.”

I look towards Peter, a blush creeping its way onto my face. I smiled at him, “So I'm your mate huh?”

“Yes, ever since i saw you in the cafe, Y/n I love you” he says while rubbing his thumb across my cheek.

“I love you too, Peter but what if they want to retaliate again?” I say looking towards Tony.

“Well we’re ready and waiting, why don't you stay here for the night? The guys can bring your car here.” he says.

“Come on i'll take you to my room,” Peter says while standing and picking me up bridal style.

“You know love is strange, messy and complicated. I hear its that way, even if you arent dating a werewolf.” I say while kissing his cheek

A/n: yall getting fed tonight! 3rd post of the day/night hehe

[torialefay]

First of all, wishing you all the best of luck on your assessment🍀🍀🍀🍀

Second, mad agree with you on the hair post like😊

Third, coming from a lower middle/middle class area, i have never met a single person who was financially "normal" to this area or on the poorer side who would dare throw their electronics like chan has before. Even if they got richer later, old habits die hard, and you learn the value of money. I mean, I've seen people toss or flip their phone softly when bored, but never that hard or with a laptop or something, holy shit. You can tell a lot about someone by their interactions with not only people, but everything. The amount of times i watched an idol and went "🫵rich kid attitude" is kinda funny. And i totally agree with all the asks that came in between you and your mutuals and some anons, skz are all mad hardworking, but i dont think you can or should ignore or cover up the fact that they had the financial help and the resources to learn more and give them an advantage above the rest both personally amx through jype. Its kinda like college acceptance imo. And YES creatively free with many many many restrictions. Not even talking about k-idols, normal musicians have talked about the restrictions and requirements they need to have for their appearcance and the songs they released, i can only imagine being an idol is just exponentially demanding and restrictive. Their real voice is there, but it's smaller than a lot of stay think. Hayley Kiyoko talked about her company (label?) Not wanting her to write anymore songs about girls and Colbie Caillet has a whole song about her frustration that her label wanted her to write more love songs.

*incoherent noises* i could go on forever, but my god, cortana, play "we dont believe whats on tv" by twenty one pilots

And oh my god, i wish fandoms lighten up some. Its okay to not like everything every artist or show or whatever you like comes out with. It may even be healthy to not. When you love someone, youre not gonna let them keep fucking up and then you go "youre doing amazing sweetie", no, you have to tell them that they fucked up so they are aware of their mistakes and get better. Im pretty sure i read somewhere that skz mentioned thats what they prefer anyways. Sure its gonna hurt, especially since so much heart and hope, and hardwork went into it, but if its not good, its okay to admit that and that goes for every relationship ever. And if they dont wanna listen, then, thats on them.

Im really loving all the reality checks on here recently and i havent even ranted on about "i like it" yet lmao

thank you baby!!!! and tbf, i think they could look good in absolutely any hair color or hair style. except i never want to see christopher in another fully-red moment again. his lil red highlights or whatever he had recebtly for the mv were cute, but i'm not here for the full red like leave that man alone 😭

i was talking to one of my moots about this a little bit, so i'm actually glad you brought it up... but idk it's kind of embarrassing(?) idk for me to talk about so please bear with me im queasy lol. i was never some like super spoiled-brat rich kid or anything, but growing up i would say my family was very well-off or privilged maybe? idk it's kind of awkward to talk about bc i don't want people to feel certain ways about me but yeah. i think when you are in that kind of position, it's so easy to not even realize how advantaged you are. like there's that mentality of "oh i'm such a hard worker and that's how i've gotten here" when really, as uncomfortable as it is to admit, you don't *actually* know how far you would've gotten if you'd done it ALL on your own. not relying on anyone else... and not knowing if "just you" is good enough is a veryyyy hard pill to swallow- aka why most people disregard their privilege even being brought into the equation. it's easier to just pretend it doesnt exist. hence, i guess, why we love to think of SKZ coming up from nothing... it's just so easy to fall into that trap. and i feel like even the skz members fall into that trap themselves

unfortunately, that is the biggest drawback of being a kpop idol. in a way, you can't even be your full self anymore. which is sad. like not only do you not have full control of your own music (which is supposed to be your livelihood), but you don't even have control over how you're perceived. i talk a lot ab how i wish i could hang out with the guys behind the scenes, just to see what they're REALLY like... and when you think about it, that's kind of sad. i consume so much SKZ content, but even with all of that, it's very apparent that we don't know how they are when the cameras cut off. everything we see of them is specifically controlled by their team... except for things like bubble ofc and we see what that has revealed to us about chris lol. it's just so sad, but then again, it's exactly what they signed up for. (bonus points to u for the twenty one pilots reference though my god how i love them)

it's definitely not healthy to tell someone that they're amazing and perfect in every way and agreebwith absolutely everything they say. that's not helping anything. there's obviously a lot of stays who felt uncomfortable with the song, but imagine if no one said anything??? like literally everyone was too scared to say it and everyone just went along with it. theyd have a whole new comeback w songs ab not fucking liking you and just wanting to fuck and shit 😭 which like, power to them, but stays would just be playing themselves at that point lol

haven't ranted on "i like it".... YET?!?! oh lord, i'm strapped in and ready 😭😭😭😂

[s-i-m-p0]

Yan!solangelo x f.reader

TW: abuption, self-harm, manipulation, yandere stuff (not so obsessive)

Fuck you, don't you leave me here!

I hold my hands to my chest looking doen ay my bloodied fingers.My hands tremble uncontrollably it was the only way I can keep myself sain. I heard the cabin door open and my room door open in strolls solace holding a trey of foods of all kind:fruits,meats(optional), salad ect...

"Hello y/n" he smiles placing the food on the desk . "Why don't you sit on the bed?" He questions walking over. I wanted to yell at him to leave me alone, take me back to hypnos cabin with my siblings.

I push myself further into the corner wincing at the feeling of the black walls grazing againt my fingertips. "Y/n...are you ok?" He looks concerned as he knelt next to me. Will rose his hand and removed any strands of hair from my face. "You really need to wash" he whispers taking in the dirt thst stained my cheeks.

"You're beginning to look like how nico did when he returned from the labyrinth," he chuckles. I take my chance as he seems to stare off and push him away making him fall on his ass.

I scurried back to the corner a small whimper leaving my lips as I look back st my fingers. By the gods that hurted alot! Will looked stunned before sitting on his knees regaining his posture. "I don't mind y/n, you still must be stressed"

Solance's eyes casted to my fingers and his smile dropped, "oh gods, why didn't you tell me sooner?" He frowns pulling out bandages from his pocket. I glance at the colourful bandages in his hands and will held out his sun-kissed hands for my to give him mine.

I gulp and bite my lip before slowly reaching my left hand out, the dried up blood hand turned a brown but the cuts still glistened in the dim lighting. Will gently turned my hand over palm up before putting on a colorful pink bandage. He smiled his usual apollo sun smile and continued with the 9 others.

"Best not tell nico, you know he hates you getting hurt as much do i" Will went to kiss my hand but I pull it back looking down at my now multi-colored fingertips.

Solance sighed "you also need to reat something, here" Will held out half a poligranite and a tookpick. "When you first came here you told me poligranites seemed to pop up in you're town but they always tasted funny, so you never know what they actually taste like"

I was ignoring him. My eyes cat to the red fruit held out to me, we all know the story of hades and persephone 7 seeds,tying herself to hades.

"It was more of nicos idea really, you know with his father-" Will paused as his hand drops. "You dont want it? OK how about an apple?"

My Mind was racing through any myths about apples, we'll it didn't keep the doctor away for sure...throwing an apple is a declaration of love...

I reach for it shakily and will sliped it into my hand. I really shouldn't be mad at will but he was OK with nicos plan to keep my here,in cabin 13. The only added a wall like another around the cabin with a bearly noticeable door. Inspectors didnt see a difference.

I take a bite of the apple and chewed it slowly appreciating the apples juice and and fruit. Before I knew I had made it half way through and paused before handing it back to will. It was the tastiest thing I've had in a shake but I needed to consider the gods.

"You sure you don't want anymore?" Will's conserved face made me look away before he unlocked the fire gate throwing it in.

"Hey will you in there?" A voice echoed outside. Will smiled "yeah nico just giving y/n some food" the door opened and I tuck further into the corner at the sight of the goth.

Nico glanced at the tray and back me. "Mabey...the meat,should help you get meat on youre bones"

'Rude,' I though. I wouldn't look like this if it weren't for them two taking me! "Nico...be considerate you can't get any muscles or growth in here" Will scolds. Di-angelo sighs before looking me over "what happened to their fingers?" He questioned the air getting thicker. "I don't know, I came I need and their fingers were all bloodied, plus I think they needs a bath"

Will scooted forward and moved lose strands from my face again. I pull away from his warm hand againt my cold cheeks not wanting to fall into his trap.

Nico joined us on the floor so we were shaped as a funny triangle "y/n can I hear you speak?" He (will) questioned. I glare at nico and shake my head, a moth in when they took me I stoped being vocal with them and only nodded or shook head, it was my plan of rebellion want much but was effective.

"Do you remember how to speak?" Nico questioned rolling his eyes a bit annoyed. I nodded and tuck my knees to my chest. We sat in a painful silence before nico grumbled and ehispered to will. The apollo boy lit up and nodded voraciously scrambling to his knees "alright y/n a while back I had been trying go let nico give you trust to have a bath and..." he did a little drumb roll on his knee, "today's the day!" He cheered. I wince and cover my ears.

They shadowed into the girls washroom and i wince at the bright lights. nico turned the lock on the entrance making a girl outside band on the door. "That will give you a while." Nico chuckles listening to the comotion outside. Will handed me a hair brush with 3 bottles, "alright go wash up" will raised a hand to stroke my cheek and I back up into a shower stall and close the door.

I turn on the shower and strip off my clothes scrubbing my body gently. My arms seemed to be stained with mud to I kept scrubbing and scrubbing till there's no more dirt left. I do my hair before quickly sliding on the clothes will had forgotentp hand me assoon as I got in the shower,wich I hung on the hook. They were pretty baggy so either their or my clothes. I kept the shower running and crouch down seeing both boys feet were hanging aroudn the sink area on the other side of the bathroom.

It's now or wait 2 more years. I press the shower button a few more times giving my a timer of 5 minuets. I slide under the stall and crawl to the end stall where a window was bound to be. There were two toilets in the end stall making it more gross but for freedom.

I stand on the toilet seat and open the window it was a fairly big gap and I use all my strength to heave me put pf that bathroom. It hurted using all the strength I had. But I was out with passing campers. Stumbling like a drunk uncle I attempt to run to the big house there I could see the blurred figure of Mr D and chiron on the front porch.

A gulp was loud before I took off running down the campsite. A few people got currious of a running person and paused to look bit iwas nearly there. I felt a bad stitch comming along on my side and I grip it. "Is that y/n?" I could hear annabeth question. Percy shot up and so did chiron

"Help...me" I grit my teeth trembling forward. Percy ran forward and supported me getting me over to the porch. "Nico...Will..." I shake my head looking around. "What about nico and will?" Annabeth enquiried "dont...Trust them" I breath out. Mr d summoned up a diet coke and shuffled it over. Probably the kindest thing he could for to a demigod.

"Let's get you inside" Chiron ushered wheeling himself inside and holding the door as percy helped my through. Ye sat me on the sofa in there "what do you mean we can't tryst nico or will?" Percy questioned. I gulp the coke "t..they took me...2 years ago....kept me in hades cabin..." I loo ksroubd st them and they were shocked. "Please...you have to belive me" I beg tearing up.

Annabeth gently wrapped Amherst arms around me "it's alright, we belive you" She says gently. She's 18 now and I still look 14.

"Y/n, we can't belive you're safe her at camp if a demi-god is putting you in danger. " I nod at what chiron is saying. "We can't go to to jupiter they have access there..." annabeth pipes in. Percy seemed in deep thought.

The lights started to flicker and following the ground shook. "Children under the table" Chiron ordered ushering us under, I grip annabeth's arm till my knuckles turned white and her arm was rash red.

"Don't worry America gets a few earthquakes a year,"annabeth said calmly,gripping her bruising arm slightly. "Sorry," I whisper getting if go.

The quake stops and chiron comes wheeling in with Mr D who seemed so bored he could die. "There's a camp in great britan and Europe" Chiron concluded as we crawl out. The lights didn't turn on again so we opened the blinds for natural lighting and we could see confused campers.

"Y/n are you willing go to travel 14 hours to go to a nother camp?" "I think we should sent those two kids into madness! They obiously lost something already" "That's endangering-" "Theu endangered first!"

Chiron and Mr D were having cut off argument before percy just said: "I can let blackjack take her" drawing their attention back to the problem at hand. "Great idea percy" Chiron praised "y/n you leave today and I'll let clarisse and her cabin excort you back to you're cabin" I nod and on que clairsse entered "get a move on y/n" she grumbled. I stood up and slipped my hand from annabeth before walking out of the house.

Clairsse glared at me "where have you been? You disappeared for 2 years and come back, what happened?" I gulp "nico...and will trapped me in hades cabin." Clairsse look as if I told her her father was god of flowers not war!

She grumbled before walking forwards with her brother towards the smaller cabin of the gods.i saw same old pioneer cabin with the poppies reith on the door. "Hurry up those freaks might get to you again" she sighed pushing the door open.

I see clovis curled up on his bed with the two younger sibling on the mattresses on the floor. I walk in and the door closed behind my leaving me in the candle light of the room. Normally I woudl fall asleep but I couldn't stand being in the dark after spending so much in hades cabin. I search for the bag I had when I first came here. It had been so long ago. I found the worn down tote bag and stuff my clothes in there.

"Hmm...? Y/n?" I snap my head around and see clovis sitting up wrapped in his blanket. "Clovis you never us this early" I smile. "Father told me to wake up...there's a fight with him and the other olymipons,what happened to get hades and apollo fighting up?" "The children,will and nico... they took me, kept me locked in hades cabin."

Clovis climbed out of bed and other the two younger sibling. "Why did you contact us?" He questioned hugging me and wraping his blanket aroudn me too. "I was too weak for communication...plus I kinda...forgot...how...to" I wince at hiw lowly the words came out of my mouth and clovis grip tightened on me "You're my favourite younger sibling" "Were the same age" I laugh. "By an hour"

Clovis hesitantly let's me go when banging was heard on the door. "That's my que" I smile, the blond only looks sadly at me. Clovis shook for a second before grabbing a bear off the shelf on his side of the room and slid it into my bag. "Don't you dare forget me"

"Hypnos kids don't forget" he chuckles walking back to the bed. "Bye clovis" "goodbye y/n, I love you" "you too..."

I left the cabin and percy, chiron, annabeth,blackjack and clarisse was there. Both the pegisi and percy were looking at eachother. "Y/n I wish you luck going to the British camp, I heard their brutal" annabeth smiles. I blink not knowing if thst was a threat, warning, "uhh...thanks"

She nods while percy stepped forwards with blackjack, "I told him no detours made by himself and drop you off right outside the camp. " blackjack neighed and flipped his main, before trotting over to me and kneeling.

"Y/n he wants you to get on" percy adds. I nod and swing my right leg over then pull myself up. (Idk how horses work)."y/n 2 more thing, I've contracted the councelers there and they'll happily accept you and...well miss you y/n Daughter of hypnos God of sleep"

And with that they stood apart and blackjack started running before spreading his gorgeous black wings for take off...

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I have no idea how to end this but I'm thinking two ways

1) you make it to came with a few detours

2) you get intercepted on the way (you never made it)

Pls comment cause I have no idea and it will be a cliff hanger and I'm bad at disisions.

[georgette-mademoiselle]

Sekido: you irritate me!

Georgette: and yet you havent left my room

Sekido: MY ROOM! YOUR JUST A GUEST STAYING OVER FOR GOD KNOWS WHEN YOU'LL LEAVE!

georgette: well when you put it that way now im not leaving!

Sekido: w-what!? And why the hell not!

Georgette: because my sweet, the more you shout the more youll only strain your throat the more you shout the more you yell your just increasing anxiety within you and most of all...your hearts health can barley take it.

Sekido: why do you care about my well bieng so much!? God your nurtuting instincts is INFURIATING! im a demon! None of these things matter to us anymore! So why do you insist on doing so!?

Georgette: *sigh* perhaps that's true, but still...i deeply worry that youll over do it to the point it gets in the way of your next coming battles or worse your shouting can distract the others from what there doing your a good leader ill give you that but your patience and self control needs work

Sekido: woman i am the embodiment of anger itself! It is in my nature to do so! Stop coddling me with your lecture!

Georgette: and like i said previous your still in my room.

Sekido: DONT YOU TALK BACK TO ME Y-

georgette *she puts her finger onto his lips*

Shhh...you find comfort in bieng around me right?

Sekido: i-i...

Georgette: its hard for you to be kind i get it but know that the fee instances that youve shown me ive treasured it in my memories...the rose garden...the hair admiration ...and of course *wrapping her arms around his neck* when you insisted in stayin by my side when the voices became to much to bear...your kindess has not been overshadowed my love....

Sekido: i remember...*he almost felt warmth in his heart, despite who he was there was some form of softness in him that many dont see and in rare occasions when he did it was because he deeply cared about you in a way* and despite all the foulness that comes out of my mouth you favor me out of everyone here...why?

Georgette: do i have to say it?

Sekido: .....

Georgette: because your special sekido, not only because you harber a deep softness despite your intense emotion but your also the most mature one here plus really intelligent *taps his forhead* and...*blushing almost looking away* y-your beautiful...the color red captivates me so much that i cant take my eyes of you...

Sekido: Georgie...

Georgette: long ago i knew someone with the exact hair color as mine and your eyes...he was the sweetest person ever, sometimes your frustration and stress reminds me of him whenever he couldnt figure out a spell or because his past would crept behind him

And now hes gone...but despite that...theres hope...and that hope is you bieng my next chapter.

Sekido: *all these positive words where things he wasn't used to hearing nobody dared love somone like him yet here she was completely drawn to him* i see...so im your crimson haired beauty in demon form hm?

Georgette: *bashful* hahaha kinda!

Sekido: Kinda!? Tck! What is he more beautiful than me!? Hes lucky that hes no longer with us or else i would marched in his home with the audacity! *Oops maybe he shouldnt have said that last line*

Georgette: *as horrible as that sounded she laughed* awww your jealous! Its ok sekido you and him have a very completely different beauty that makes each and both of you stand out.

Sekido: whatever! Trying to save my pride by saying hes different from me pathetic!

Georgette: ahh sekido...that was the past this is now, this new chapter is all about you and the rest of this houshold. And while im here i do mean it i want to help you control yourself i understand you cant help it at times and i cant blame you bieng a personification of an emotion must be the hardest thing ever

Sekido: oh you have no idea...

Georgette: oh i do ive been here for a couple of weeks now and trust me it feels like im in an asylum *laughs*

Sekido: *ah how true* then welcome to our insane asylum i hope you contenue enjoying your stay my crimson rose *very slightly smiles and pats her head*

Sekido: now come join us downstairs to feast.

Dividers by @/elryisia

[slytherin-girly]

Shifting/ a Draco Malfoy x reader one-shot

House: slytherin

Blood:half or pure

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{3rd person pov}

I will shift 1.. 2.. 3.. I will shift 1.. 2

. 3.. I will shift 1.. 2.. 3.. Y/n kept thinking to herself sitting in her comfy chair in front of her vanity that her great grandmother had given to her

Y/n was an ordinary girl or so she thought

Y/n had always believed in great witches and wizards ever since she was little

She especially wanted to go to Hogwarts

She kept saying those same words in her head over and over

Until it felt like she was being sucked in somewhere

Next thing she knows, she lands on the ground, cold and hard ground

"Oh my god.. I did it, again" y/n silently cheers

"I need a pair a robes, I'll steal some," she murmurs

Thinking surely no one will ever notice

She grabbed a pair of slytherin robes that just happened to fit her

She had read all about harry potter, watched the movies dozens of times, read the books millions of times

She even took the test, she indeed found out she was a slytherin

She had already shifted a few times here, made some friends

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"Hey pansy, what's up"

"Nothing, you"

"Nothing"

"Oh hey y/n" draco greeted y/n with a wave walking into great hall

"Hi draco"

They talked and everything the usual

"I'll be right back, I have to go use the bathroom" y/n said scurrying away

Truth was she wasn't going to the bathrooms she was shifting back to her normal, depressing life, in a normal world

She look into her vanity in pansy dorm, since she was kind enough to share with her, and she started shifting

She felt a pull and wham

She was back

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"Its been awhile" draco says worry in his voice

They all shrug

"I'll be back." He says going up into pansys dorm, searching for y/n

"Y/n, you in here"

Just then he saw a vanity and he could see... through it..

"What the hell? Y/n?"

"Yes mother why?" Y/n inquires

"No reason"

Y/ns mother left her room

She turned around and look into her vanity noticing that she could she through it..

She saw a familiar blonde headed boy there too

"Draco?"

"Y/n?" What the hell are you doing there?"

"Draco it's hard to explain but I- I shifted to Hogwarts"

"Doesnt really explain this odd sort of vanity does it"

She was about to answer until both her parents barged through her door

"Oh and y/n-" they stopped immediately noticing who she was talking to in the vanity

"I dont think we should hide it from her anymore" her father siad

"Hide what from me?"

"Come y/n" her mother said

She followed them to an old dusty closet

"Y/n, you know how you always loved hogwarts and magic"

She nodded

"Well, it's all exists honey" her mother said

They took out their old hogwarts robes and showed them to y/n

"You're a witch y/n!" Her mother said proudly

"Does this mean I can go to hogwarts?"

"No sense in stopping you now, we have to get all your supplies" her father said

Y/n nodding eagerly

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You walked to the train station 9 and 3/4

Y/ns one dream is coming true she can actually come to Hogwarts, and see him

"Draco!" Y/n called out to the blond boy

"Y/n! I missed you!" He engulfed her into a giant hug

"Me too"

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In the end y/n and draco eventually got together with the help of a few shippers anxious for them to get together

They had one son and one daughter, scorpius, and celestia

Turns out y/n was no ordinary girl, she was a witch and she was very proud of it too