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[cheegu3]

Heyyy! Can you do a seventeen yandere reaction where they broke up with you but when you move on with a new guy, they kidnap you?

There's very limited yandere svt content 😭

ofc, here for my carats 🫡

some of them aren't actually kidnappings but more their actions leading up to it, I forgot the prompt halfway through writing and then didn't change it bc they might've been too similar otherwise, hope u don't mind <3

warnings; yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, jealousy, toxicity, kidnapping, blood, murder, graphic scenes, man-handling, drugging, violence, nudes, alcohol, forced kissing, objectification

note; (f.m reader)

Seventeen - kidnapping you when you move on with a new guy

S.coups

He took it cooly when you wanted to break up, or at least on the outside. With a scoff and roll of his eyes, he turned his back on you as you packed your things and left.

But in his chest, he felt a bitterness that made his jaw clench. A week passed during which he did everything to distract himself from thinking about you. Any time he wasn't occupied with something his mind began to obsessively wonder; Where is she? What is she doing? Who is she with?

Almost always these thoughts would disappear, however, as soon as he engaged in something stimulating, and during the second and third week since you broke up, it became a lot easier to deal with.

After a whole month, he comforted himself by rationalizing you'd never date someone that quickly, you weren't into hookups and rebounds and you weren't one for revenge either.

Imagine his surprise then when he walked with his friends during the night on one weekend in the second month as he spotted you far away.

His footsteps came to a halt leading his friends to look back at him in confusion. They followed his eyes, but didn't see what he saw, didn't understand the remnants of a story of heartbreak that formed on his face right in front of them.

'' What are you doing? ''

He blinked and slightly swayed forward awkwardly, brought back to earth as if he snapped out of a trance. For the rest of the day, he was off, he barely said anything and refused to tell his friends what was going on.

When the night came, S.coups followed you closely with his car. His fingers shook with rage, clenching around the steering wheel at the sight of you kissing another man before he drove off. Quickly he memorized his license plate and then drove to the front, a few meters ahead of where your boyfriend had stood.

He saw you eying the car and knew he only had a split second after recognition flashed across your face. He jumped and sprinted out of the car, you let out a yelp as you didn't even have time to turn away and run once you saw whose car it was.

You tried screaming, but it was muffled by something pressed against your mouth. It smelled strange, and the more you inhaled it, the dizzier you felt, until you couldn't control it anymore and fell into the darkness.

You awoke to someone playing with your hair, making you automatically squirm uncomfortably. Opening your eyes, you stared right at the face of your ex-boyfriend.

'' You kidnapped me? '' was the first thing you could think of saying, scoffing and sounding in disbelief.

He smiled flatly '' I had to. You weren't making me very happy.''

His cryptic message hung in the air as you thought over them, then it finally clicked.

'' You saw me? With...him? ''

'' Yes, you'll pay for that. But first I have to deal with him. Will you stay here and be good for me? '' he stood up abruptly and kissed your head, clearly not waiting for an answer.

'' Deal with him? What do you mean? '' your heartbeat picked up, but he only turned in the doorway to give you a smile, this time it was genuine, full of sick, sadistic joy.

'' Kill him, of course. ''

Jeonghan

He got very jealous when he saw you showing off your new partner all over social media. It felt like it was directed at him specifically, mocking him.

You were rubbing it in his face, how could he just sit still and let it happen?

Immediately Jeonghan went swiping on dating apps. It was easy for him to get matches with his good looks, and in an hour he had around a hundred. He texted one girl and asked to meet up.

Then he got her drunk and took some pictures while she was pretty out of it. While leaning on him for balance, he snapped a picture to make it look like they were hugging in the elevator.

In the car, he held her hand and asked her to kiss his cheek so he could have two other photos - one of them holding hands and the other with his cheek, sporting a red lipstick mark.

If that didn't work to catch your attention. He'd woo her into becoming his girlfriend. Everywhere he went, he'd bring her with him, and being hyper-aware of the cameras at all times, he skillfully knew the right moments to be sweet so people would upload it online.

He knew how comments got to you, so he'd make fake accounts writing comments that would compare you to his new girl. Then he waited. Very conveniently you were single about a month later.

The next day, his own breakup would make the headlines and he showed up at your house not long after.

'' Missed me? '' he cockily asked, leaning against the frame when you opened.

You sighed and rolled your eyes, but quietly gave an answer when you stepped out of the way so he could come in.

'' Knew it, '' he murmured victoriously to himself.

Little did you know that after that, there was no way in hell he'd let you leave. You became a prisoner in your own home.

Shouldn't have taken the bait.

Joshua

He heard of the news from one of the people working with him who he had forced to follow you around. Calm and collected, although anger was brewing underneath the surface, he came up with a plan.

His master plan was put into motion about two months after much careful detailing. It was that he'd manipulate you into feeling bad and choosing him over your boyfriend.

He started by blowing up your phone with messages as well as faking his mood in front of his friends. Since your friend group overlapped, he knew that they would likely tell you that he was acting a bit off.

You responded, according to his predictions, after he had met up with his friends.

Meeting in person, he leaned on you and sobbed heartbreakingly, putting his best acting performance on.

'' I can't live without you, y/n, I don't think you understand, '' he sobbed loudly and sniffled.

'' Joshua...I- '' you let out a long sigh, feeling caught in a dilemma with no clue what to do, '' I have a boyfriend now. ''

He had been waiting to hear that so he could make the final push. With blank eyes, he lifted his head to look at you, face showing nothing but pain.

'' Then...can you at least see me sometimes? Here, in this park. I need someone to talk to. ''

You chewed on your lip while considering it. Joshua saw your eyebrows knit and your gaze shift away from him right as your body moved an inch. He knew what he had to do.

'' I feel like I deserve it a little bit. You moved on so fast, it fucked me up, y/n, it feels like I didn't even exist at all, '' he purposefully broke his voice.

It had the effect he wanted it to. With shame painted all over, you agreed and from that day on, you met practically every day near that fountain - the one he had asked you out by.

After a month he asked his team to take a photo for him. Just before leaving he leaned in for a kiss and pressed your face against his so you couldn't escape. When releasing you, he looked very smug.

Your shouts after him went unheard as he felt like he was on top of the world. The photo of you and him kissing was naturally sent to your boyfriend.

Now he just had to wait until the evening when he'd coerce you into having dinner with him, then drug you and take you home.

Jun

Delusional and slightly aggressive as he was, he'd think at first that you would come back, you were simply just taking your time.

Maybe you needed to find the right words to say for when you would apologize, or you went to your friends who said that Jun as always, was the perfect boyfriend and that you were in the wrong for storming out shouting you wanted to break up after a fight.

Almost every night, he took a walk in your neighborhood and ate at the restaurants or shopped at your local corner store, trying to orchestrate a run-in with you. But strangely, he never saw you. You weren't even at the usual places you liked.

Then one rainy evening, he finally saw you and it was like the world stopped. He didn't see the people as he pushed through them to get to you.

With a big, bright smile on his face, he took a moment to return his breathing to normal before catching your attention.

'' y/n! ''

You flinched at the familiar voice that always made your blood freeze. But today of all days, it did so more than usual. Before you said it out loud, Jun seemed to catch on to the reason why. His eyes went to the man next to you, who had his arm interlinked with yours while he was busy looking at the shelves. Slowly, Jun's smile faded, and you feared the worst.

'' Let's go, there's a better shop a few blocks away. ''

it seemed that luck was not on your side. Although your ex stood frozen in shock while he processed what was going on, your new boyfriend looked up just in time to catch his eyes, and he would say just the wrong thing to make him tick and get into motion again.

'' Get your eyes off my girl, creep, '' he spat at him.

As if out of a movie, Jun immediately snapped out of being stun-locked and grabbed your boyfriend by the collar.

'' What the fuck did you just say to me? ''

There was no way he'd let you walk away with that guy. He didn't care if he had to call every person in his firm to help cover up the kidnapping. Without a care in the world, he'd drag you away right in front of everyone in broad daylight.

He didn't appreciate people stealing his things.

Hoshi

You wouldn't even get very far into that relationship until he found out and threatened both of you.

His anger exploded, all he saw was red when he knocked on your boyfriend's door. It doubled when your head popped up behind him, curiously seeing who would be ringing the doorbell so late.

Your eyes met and fear struck through you. With limbs frozen, your lips trembled when your boyfriend leaned back towards you to see if you knew him.

'' It's my ex, '' you whispered, completely mortified.

You could tell that he was fuming, anyone could really, he wasn't even trying to conceal it. His veins popped along his neck and arms, and he was scowling uncomfortably.

Your boyfriend instinctively pulled you behind him, wrong move. It only made Hoshi even angrier; seeing that man treat you like you were his, when you belonged to someone else, and you - you were accepting it.

He bit down on his lips hard until he could taste metal. Did you even like it? '' You bitch, '' he screamed, staring directly at you.

'' Get the fuck out of my house. ''

His eyes slowly moved over to your boyfriend. At this point, you were almost certain that if he charged forward, tried to hurt you, or dragged you away - your body would give in, legs having been turned to jelly.

The look on his face, of disgust and so much contempt for a stranger made you shudder. He looked like he wasn't going down without a fight.

'' Sure, '' he sneered, '' this might be your house, but she's mine, so we're leaving. ''

He attempted to reach his arm forward and grab your wrist but was stopped by your boyfriend grabbing him instead. There was something unsettling that made your hairs stand up when Hoshi gave him one last look and quietly exited, murmuring under his breath,

'' You'll regret this. ''

It frightened you so much more because you'd never seen him like that. You had predicted that he would lose his temper like usual and beat him up.

This was worse, so much worse.

Hoshi went to his car and got his weapons, ready to take you back by force.

Wonwoo

Since he was a bit of a sadistic type of yandere, he'd take great pleasure in carefully planning how to get revenge and also get you back to him.

For months, he watched you while you went on dates, holding himself back from losing control completely. He noted characteristics in your new boyfriend and then slowly started talking to you again, pretending like he had changed.

He lied and said he was going to therapy and that he had to make amends with the people he'd hurt in the past. His cold and cruel personality became hidden behind his soft, nice, and gentle fake one.

And of course, you would fall for it, there was no manipulator nor actor as good as him.

One summer night, approximately six months after you and your boyfriend started dating, Wonwoo invited you to dinner. He insisted you had to come because he was moving away and wouldn't be able to see you anymore.

You were hesitant, but your boyfriend liked him and thought he was genuinely sorry so he told you to go. Slowly, you stalked towards the building.

It was a rooftop restaurant, a very expensive one that he had rented out. There were no people there and you didn't even see any staff around, that made your stomach turn for some reason.

He was sitting on the balcony, back turned and with a glass in his hand, he was smiling, unknown to you the first genuine one he'd had in six months. Today was special - today he was truly happy.

'' Hi. ''

'' Hi, sorry. I've already started without you. ''

'' Am I late? ''

The corners of his lips pulled up and he lowered his eyes, as if he was laughing about something to himself that was a secret.

'' No. I just had some things to do first. ''

It felt a bit awkward when you sat down, like the air was different than when you two usually met up. He was less talkative, with no mention of his latest therapy session or showing any interest in you.

After only half an hour which was filled with mostly silence, he surprised you when he said, '' Do you want me to walk you to your car?''

A laugh in disbelief slipped out.

'' What? Are you serious? I just got here. ''

'' And now I've seen you, so you can go. ''

Your face turned sour. Hearing that familiar tone on him again made you get reminded of the Wonwoo from the past. You wondered at that moment if he had actually changed at all. His face was void of the fake warmth he usually radiated.

However, you still nodded at last, feeling like he was in a bit of a snappy mood so pressing his buttons was not a good idea. He walked a respectful distance behind you, yet hurried in front to open the doors and press the elevator button.

His presence oddly felt like it was becoming darker as you approached your car, closing in on you the closer you were within grasp of safety. It must've been paranoia, but, did his footsteps quicken?

Intentionally, the last few steps you half-ran to your car and then put one hand up on the roof casually to hide the sudden fear that had struck you. You turned towards him and gave him a meek smile.

'' Thank you, for the dinner and walking me back. ''

He didn't smile back so yours faded as that feeling of something being wrong only grew. You turned away from him to get the car keys out and knew immediately that he was standing right behind you.

You tried to turn but were grabbed from behind, one hand over your mouth and the other on the side of your face. That was the last thing you remembered before your head was smashed against the car and you became unconscious, one with the darkness.

Woozi

He's a cold man with rarely any other expressions on his stoic face than anger. He wouldn't give you the satisfaction of even seeing that this time though, knowing you were trying to antagonize him by holding hands with your boyfriend; pointedly walking past his company's building hoping he'd see you.

You looked up and by chance stared right into his eyes while your gaze was wandering from floor to floor, trying to find him.

He was standing with his arms behind his back, looking down on you calmly. You couldn't read his face and were left confused when he raised his eyebrow slightly before turning around and leaving.

Even on the inside, he felt relatively calm. He was ten steps ahead and already had a plan so sure, you could have your little fun - enjoy it while it lasted.

That same evening, you woke up in the middle of the night to an empty bed. Your hand searched the cold sheets in the dark, only to find that you were alone.

With a frown, you hurried to turn on the light. You almost jumped up in shock, letting out a small gasp and clutching your racing heart.

Were you imagining things or was that the outline of a person in the dark, illuminated by the bedside lamp?

You took a few quick breaths and then tiptoed over to the light switch.

'' one, two...three, '' you flipped it on, and right as you did so, the shadow seemed to move towards you.

The room lit up and you were once again face to face with Woozi. You screamed and tried to turn away, despite having nowhere to run or hide.

He caught you very easily and pushed you by the throat against the wall.

'' Where is he? '' you intuitively knew he had something to do with your boyfriend's disappearance.

His face finally showed emotion. His eyes sparkled with sinister glee while the shadow of a smirk played on his lips.

'' I paid him to leave you. ''

Your heart dropped. '' What? What do you mean? He would never... '' you trailed off, feeling disheartened by his unbreaking gaze.

He wasn't lying to you. Your boyfriend had actually left you for money. Filled with despair, your legs gave in and you sank to the floor where Woozi picked you up, ready to carry you back home.

DK

He would know you liked the guy you were friends with even before you did. Always lurking in the shadows, one step behind you after your breakup. He picked up on the way you changed in front of his eyes, just like you had when you were falling for him.

It broke his heart. Seeing your gaze soften just like how he was used to. Seeing you shyly look away, feeling the blush on your cheeks, and seeing the way you couldn't stop smiling to yourself afterward.

DK didn't hate you for it, he just couldn't. It wasn't your fault that you found the countless pictures he had kept stacked away, ones of you before you'd even started dating.

It wasn't your fault that this seemingly perfect guy swept in at the right time and became a shoulder you could lean on.

It was him he hated and he would do anything to get rid of him.

He didn't care if he succeeded and you still wanted nothing to do with him, it didn't matter. What mattered most was that DK would never have to watch with a face of disgust again when the guy tried flirting with you.

One week he had seen enough and started planning on how to get rid of him. He was careful, not missing a single detail for fear of getting caught.

After your date at the carnival with the guy, he was supposed to drive you home. Everyone had already left since DK had rented the park and told everyone else it closed a lot earlier than it did.

You tried the gate but it wouldn't budge. The guy laughed at you, like he thought you were just pretending to be cute however, when he tried pulling the gate, he had the same result.

'' That's weird. ''

You looked around a saw a man in the carnival workers' clothes and went to tap him on the shoulder for help. He turned around slowly for the dramatic effect and sneered when you screamed loudly and almost fell.

It was your ex, DK. He stalked closer towards you, bent down, and stroked his fingers against your cheek which almost made you feel nauseous. Just when you thought he'd get closer, he got up again and ran for the guy.

He stood frozen in fear and before any of you had time to react, you suddenly just heard a squelching sound as a groan came from him. Then he fell down.

You tried to get up and see what was wrong with him, that was when you spotted the scarlet blood. Another scream of horror ripped from your throat.

Mingyu

Overcome with jealousy, he doxxed you so his sasaengs would go after you; as well as writing hateful, untrue remarks about you cheating on him.

Knowing your house would be swarmed, he started lurking near it to see if anyone would go in. During the first month, it was pretty calm except for some people breaking windows, egging, and writing things on the walls.

But during the second, one person broke in while you weren't home. Mingyu felt very pleased, knowing it was only a matter of time now until he could orchestrate the perfect way to get you back.

That opportunity came a lot sooner than he'd thought. At the end of the second month, the same girl tried breaking in. Curiously he peeked closer like a cat and followed her all the way into the entrance where he saw a van parked.

Moving figures inside made him come to the conclusion that they were either there to hurt you, kill you, or kidnap you.

He smiled to himself, this was perfect.

He crept closer, clutching his concealed weapon inside his jacket. For a moment he hesitated, but then you walked past your bedroom window, and by chance, he saw you, so he bit down the fear and slid the van door open.

The people screamed and jumped back when they saw Mingyu holding a knife. He swung it at the closest person, managing to strike them across the arm. The victim let out a bloodcurling scream which Mingyu hurried to muffle with his hand.

'' Leave, now, '' he said gravely.

They didn't need to be told twice. One of the men stood up and with shaky legs, he hesitantly approached the steering wheel.

'' Hurry up! ''

The man jumped and became much faster at getting the keys in and then turning it, he gave one last glance back and stepped on the gas pedal, speeding off.

Mingyu caught the girl running out with you at that moment, seeing where the noise was coming from. Unfortunately for her, all she'd see was an empty parking lot.

She didn't even get to see her attacker, arriving from behind and slitting her throat in one swift movement. He put on his best act when he took your hand and told you to run.

Shaken up, you did so without looking back and you hadn't even registered it was Mingyu who had saved you until you'd run a safe distance to catch your breaths.

When you crouched down, lungs burning with fatigue, you took a glance at your hero and almost choked. '' Mingyu? ''

He feigned an innocent look. '' Sorry, we were going past here and I saw what was happening. ''

It was the cheapest lie ever, but he couldn't come up with anything better, and at that moment you were just happy to be alive and felt like you didn't want to be alone. You let yourself be driven to his house, unknown to you, that was very much his plan.

The8

Smart as he was, he knew you'd never agree to meet up with him if he texted you again, after you dumped him callously. So he made a plan to make you swipe right on a guy he hired.

He was the perfect guy, so the chances of you not swiping on him were slim. Sneakily he tried to influence your mutual friends to talk to you about using a dating app and to his surprise, and disappointment, it wasn't long before you did so.

Throughout it all, Minghao was watching over the man's shoulder, making sure he wasn't actually flirting with you and doing it with amusement, since you were still his at the end of the day.

He did, however, get some sadistic enjoyment out of you sending nudes about a week into his plan; knowing he could use that to punish you later and that he had a backup plan to blackmail you if this one failed.

Feeling completely confident in himself, he pressured it to move faster and eventually set up a date. You were excited, telling all of your friends about it, finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel after being scared of dating again after Minghao.

You took a long time getting ready when the night came around. Your ex watching outside could practically feel his eyes roll to the back of his head as you tried on yet another dress.

Almost running late you ran out of the door, only a meter from where he was standing. He had been in a trance for a few minutes, daydreaming about you, and didn't notice you had left your apartment. But luckily, with the date and nerves on your mind, you didn't see him so he could quietly follow you again.

Like rehearsed, the guy gave you a hug and flashed a big friendly smile to you when you met in front of the restaurant. Then you went up. Minghao had rented a rooftop one, all to yourselves for the evening - easier and more impressive but also easier for other reasons.

He let the illusion play for a few more minutes before walking out from behind the curtains at the entrance. Watching you look so head over heels for that guy made him feel sick.

'' I hope I'm not interrupting anything important, '' he coyly said, dragging a chair over to your table and sitting down.

You felt your fight or flight kicking in the moment you heard his cruel, familiar voice. After hearing it taunt you every morning for the past year, who could really blame you though?

You forced yourself to look at him after your gaze tried desperately to look anywhere else, you wanted to show that you weren't afraid of him anymore.

But that wasn't very believable, you both knew that, and Minghao had to suppress a laugh while looking away to not embarrass you further.

'' Well, '' he dragged out as if he was just bored, '' Time to go home then. Are you done? ''

Slowly, you stood up and grabbed the table to stabilize your legs. Once they stopped shaking, you were hit by a sudden surge of courage. '' No, '' you firmly spat out.

A deafening silence filled the room and the tension rose with every second he didn't respond. Even the guy he hired shifted his weight uncomfortably.

'' Let's go. I'm not dealing with your brattiness now, save it for later. ''

He was about to turn when you shook your head and started running with all your might in the opposite direction. Minghao only needed to give the man one look before he ran after you.

You heard his panting behind you and knew the end was near. You didn't even get to reach the elevator. Being pulled backward violently, you fell on your back and let out a scream, soon to be muffled by an angry Minghao stepping over you and covering it while the guy held you down.

'' You will regret this, I'll make sure of it. ''

Seungkwan

If you dared date anyone else after him, you could be sure to expect a very unpleasant surprise not too long after, and you did.

You were constantly on your toes, waiting for the other shoe to drop since you knew Seungkwan would be fuming and getting revenge after the photos of you and your boyfriend spread at school.

The anxiety added on top of the stress from the new attention you were getting, as well as the heaps of school work you had behind due to being away from school so much the year before. It was so unbearable that you were almost relieved when the shoe finally dropped.

But when you saw what it was, you changed your mind immediately. On Monday morning you went to school as usual, avoiding people's eyes and trying to quietly enter the building without drawing too much attention. That day, things were different from the start.

As soon as you came within a radius of the school, you heard people loudly whisper around you and when you raised your head, realized they were talking about you.

One of them was holding a phone and kept glancing down at it and then laughing when looking at you. Keeping your head down you sped up and were about to go up the stairs to the main entrance when you heard even more people doing the same thing.

You closed your eyes and swallowed the nervousness, walked over to them, and asked to see their phones. Not waiting for an answer, you eventually snatched it out of their hands and stared at the screen.

Everyone watched your face drop in silence, awkwardly moving around and whispering to each other. On the screen, a naked photo of you stared back at you and the more you stared the more you felt freaked out.

You handed it back and ran without looking back. It felt too humiliating to go to school like that. At your door, he was there, waiting - your ex, Seungkwan.

He stood cooly leaning back against the wall near your apartment and moved when he saw you running at full speed.

'' Hey, you okay? '' he faked his naiveity.

You opened your mouth but closed it again, feeling the tears clouding your vision. He came over and shushed you, pulling you in towards his chest.

His familiar scent unexpectedly made you cry even harder. Without meaning to, you had leaned into the touch and grabbed onto him, like he was your only hope at the moment; instead of what you should've done to the devil, pushed him away.

He couldn't help himself from crushing you even further, leaning down, he lowly said, '' You've made my job too easy. ''

You were about to ask what he meant by that as you blinked up at him with your tear-stained eyes but he didn't let you get a word in. Instead, he pushed your head against the wall with such force that it knocked you out immediately.

When he lifted you up with ease and began making his way to his car, he whispered your silent question out loud, '' Taking what is mine back. ''

Vernon

The first thing he'd do to get you back would be to smooth talk his way into persuading you to break up with your new boyfriend and go back to him.

Vernon would make your memories sound much better than they were, him sweeter in his words, and his punishments less harsh than you remembered. '' It was a long time ago, that's not how I remember it, '' would be a classic of his.

As hard as he tried though, he almost had to hold himself back from letting the anger show. After months of you not doing what he wanted you to, he started to think you were just stupid. But, suppressing his arrogant scoffs, he instead made up a new plan.

It was quicker, sure, but he'd have to put in a lot of work afterward to get on your good side again. Right then, he didn't care since he just wanted to have you back in his bed again, with him and not with that loser of a boyfriend you had.

Vernon arranged everything and paid the right people so he could just sit back and wait.

It wouldn't take long until they were back. He gladly welcomed them and got up purposefully so that he could tower over your cowering form on the floor.

For a second, he saw the fear in your eyes disappear as you saw it was him. He suppressed a laugh. Guess if the devil is familiar, demons are more terrifying. You must've been scared of what those strangers would do to you. But you saw his reaction and quickly tried putting on a brave face.

'' I hate you, '' you said, almost to make sure he knew that you weren't there on your own accord.

'' I know, '' he said simply. '' I made you that way. ''

Dino

On the way home from a dance practice, Dino caught a glimpse of someone who looked just like you. Maybe he was delusional, he'd been missing you so much lately, but he got out and started following her.

Even if it wasn't you, he might ask for her number. He was so obsessed with you that anything and anyone that reminded him of you sufficed until he had finally found you, even if he had to go to the ends of the earth to do so.

Rounding the corner he stopped in his tracks and felt disappointed when he saw the girl throw her arms around a guy.

It wasn't you. His girl wouldn't do that, you wouldn't do that. He was just about to turn when the girl turned her head slightly.

It was you.

His stomach dropped and he had to stabilize himself against a wall until his world had stopped spinning. How could you?

He glanced up again and felt his breath hitch. You weren't there anymore. Without caring if anyone could see him he walked out into the open, right where you'd been standing, and by luck he managed to catch the sight of you just as you were turning down a secluded road.

Dino ran after, his passion evident in his carelessness to conceal the sound of his footsteps or the pants escaping his mouth. You and your boyfriend heard him very clearly when he followed you into that dark alleyway.

No streetlights were near the entrance of it, so you couldn't see the face of the person nearing you.

'' Who is it? '' you tried, backing behind your boyfriend.

'' Stay here. ''

He went up to talk to the guy. A few seconds of silence passed between them. You couldn't tell if they recognized each other or not. However, everything moved very quickly after that.

Before you even had the chance to react or see who it was, your boyfriend fell down without a sound after it looked like he had been hit with something by the stranger. You yelped as he went for you next. He pushed you against the wall and covered your mouth.

'' Guess who? '' he half-whispered creepily, sending shivers down your spine.

It sounded familiar but it took a few seconds for you to place the voice. '' Is it...'' you trailed off.

You gasped and he snickered, '' Hope you missed me. ''

[odysseys-blood]

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oooo thats a toughie bc my music playlists are legit just any songs i like (which becomes a weird grab bag) but if i had to pick some then kendrick lamar, mitski, and everything everything!

[slasherhaven]

howdy!¡,,, i love your writing👉👈. are u taking requests? if so could i request a (oddly specific) future s/o that is spared bc when they were unconscious and Luda was singing she called her mama so Luda decided to keep her bc "I've always wanted a girl" and so she finds herself having to interact and introduce herself to Thomas? If not that's okay dw!

Thomas Hewitt X Female Reader

I’ve Always Wanted a Girl

Word count: 2682

Luda May dabbed a cloth against the cut on your forehead, wiping away the blood. You had a pretty nasty fall, hitting your head and knocking yourself unconscious. 

Instead of having Thomas take you straight down to the basement, she asked him to lay you on the couch. You just looked so peaceful in your sleep, so she thought that she could at least take care of you a little while Thomas prepped the basement.

Luda May knew that you couldn’t actually be left alone, in case you woke up and escaped. So, she went about her business, cleaning up the living room. All while humming and singing softly to herself.

Your hearing rang in your ears as your consciousness slowly returned to you, eyes blinking open but vision blurred. You slowly started to process the sound of somebody singing, a blurred figure moving around the room. The song sounded familiar...something your mother used to sing to you as a child.

“Mama?...” you weren’t even aware that you spoke, but the older woman heard you instantly.

Your voice halted Luda May in her tracks, making her turn to you. A small smile formed on her face, well isn’t that sweet?

She walked over to where you lay and sat down beside you. “You’re alright now, Dear” she cooed to you, brushing your hair out of your face. The touch and shushing was comforting in your dizzy state, and it lulled you back to sleep.

Luda May looked up when she heard Thomas enter the room, probably to take you down to the basement. “Leave her be, Tommy” she smiled, earning her a confused head tilt from the large man. “I’ve always wanted a daughter” she confessed, making her intentions known.

Thomas just nodded, accepting her decision. He didn’t mind so much as long as you didn’t harm anyone, but he was sure that Hoyt wouldn’t approve. Though...Luda May would certainly get her way.

“Thomas, be a good boy and take her up to the spare room, will you?” she asked.

Thomas nodded, walking over to you and Luda May stood up. He carefully slipped an arm under your shoulders and another under your knees, lifting you off of the couch and holding you against his chest. He could see what Luda May saw in you, you looked so sweet and peaceful, he just wondered what had happened to make her change her mind so quickly.

Luda May just smoothed a hand over your hair again before letting him carry you up to the small unused bedroom.

Laying you down on the bed, Thomas cautiously pushed some hair out of our face, examining you before pulling his hand away. You were beautiful, even in your state of disarray after everything you had been through that day. There were still the stains of dried tears on your cheeks, but still you looked unrealistically pretty. You were the prettiest, sweetest looking thing in this house, you wouldn’t be a bad addition to the household. At least that’s how Thomas felt while looking at you, before quickly turning on his heel and leaving the room before he caught himself staring too long. 

And that’s the short version of how you became the newest Hewitt. The family was obviously still cautious of you, watching your every move, but they made it clear that you were one of them now. Maybe you just had no backbone or maybe you were a realist, but you accepted your fate with some time and tried to adapt to it. 

Luda May had insisted on you referring to her as “Mama”, and you did to keep the peace, Monty bossed you about most of the time, and you avoided Hoyt as much as you could since he seemed to be the least happy about your presence. Luda May had seemed to take on a motherly role with you, speaking to you as if you were her daughter, asking you to join her with chores and cooking. It had become a little routine for you now.

Then there was Thomas. Luda May had introduced you to him, he had nodded and shook your hand when prompted too. His hand completely engulfed your own, but his hold was surprisingly gentle despite the strength you could feel he possessed. 

He didn’t talk much...ever, actually, and he seemed to avoid you a lot. If you didn’t need to be in the room together, he wouldn’t be there, hiding away somewhere else in the house. Though, when you were in the same room, you could sometimes feel him staring at you. You were sure he didn’t notice it, otherwise he would have surely been more subtle about it. Whenever you looked over and caught him staring, he would stare at the floor or his hands in shame.

Truth be told, you weren’t sure what to make of the large man. He was intimidating and had a threatening stature but he never gave you true reason to fear him. He was quiet and gentle whenever he had to interact with you, he was downright timid, and he seemed to have the same avoidance you had with Hoyt. 

You could tell that he was closer to Luda May, his mother. She had told you the full story of how she became Thomas’ mother, having found him cold and alone as an infant. Thomas hadn’t looked at you while she told the story, like he didn’t want to see your pity.

“Oh Thomas!” you heard Luda May’s concerned voice coming from the entrance of the home, “what have you done?” 

With a small frown, you wandered out of the kitchen to see Luda May fussing over Thomas. He was holding a dirty, blood soaked rag against the palm of his hand. He just shook his head, silently assuring her that he was fine.

“If you’re not going to take care of it, I will. Go to your room, I’ll be up in a moment” spoke like a true mother, you smiled a little bit to yourself. As much as you hated to admit it to yourself, you were an honorary member of this family.

Thomas huffed, making you smile again, before nodding and marching up the stairs.

Luda May muttered to herself, shaking her head as she turned to you. “Oh, Y/n, dear. Come with me” she encouraged, passing you as she walked into the kitchen. You followed behind obediently.

“Thomas has cut open his palm. Probably on one of those cars, they’re death-traps” she told you as she started digging through one of the kitchen cabinets. You decided against pointing out the irony.

“Now I have to convince Hoyt to finish the job” she huffed before turning to you with a box in her hands. “Do you mind taking car of Tommy for me?” she asked, presenting the box, presumably a first aid kit of sorts, to you.

“Oh, I don’t think I know how too” you shook your head, eyes widening slightly.

“You clean the wound, clean it with some alcohol to prevent infection, and wrap it with some bandages” she told you simply.

“What if it needs stitches?” you asked, still not taking the box.

“I taught you to sew, didn’t I?” she asked and you nodded, eyes wide at that being the only qualification you apparently needed. “Thomas will help you with the rest” she assured you before thrusting the box into your hands.

You gripped the box nervously before Luda May left the room. Wandering out of the kitchen, you came to the bottom of the staircase. Walking up the stairs was daunting, you had barely spent any time alone with Thomas, and this was definitely be the longest amount of time you spent directly interacting with him.

Finally, you were standing outside of Thomas’ bedroom. You decided to knock, not wanting to be impolite. You heard movement on the other side of the door before it was pulled open, you had to tilt your head back slightly to look up at Thomas’ face.

His eyes were widened slightly, clearly surprised to see you. “Luda May sent me to look at your hand” you explained, glancing down at his still bleeding hand. Even though Luda May insisted on you referring to her as ‘mama’, you only did so when she was around.

Thomas seemed hesitant but eventually nodded and stepped to the side, allowing you to enter his room. You heard the door close behind you as you quickly glanced around. The room was a little bigger than yours but you wondered if Thomas comfortably lay on the single bed in the room, he seemed a little too big for it even though an average sized man would probably be comfortable in it. It was tidier than you expected it to be, no clothes left out or anything.

You turned back to the man when you hears his footsteps behind you, he was still a few feet away from you.

“Uh...should we sit down?” you asked when he didn’t make any move. 

Thomas nodded before crossing the room to his bed, sitting down on the edge. You walked over and sat down beside him, leaving enough room to place the first aid box on the bed between you both.

“Let me see your hand” you ordered gently. 

Thomas unwrapped the dirty rag from his hand and held it out to you. Carefully, you took hold of his hand in both of yours, turning it slightly to examine the wound. Thomas just watched, noticing how big his hands were compared to yours. He had noticed it when he shook your hand all that time ago but this made it even more oblivious, how you used both of your hands to move and turn it as you pleased. It was cute but the tenderness of your actions was what tugged at his heart the most.

“We should clean away the blood first. I can barely see it” you mumbled, more to yourself than to him. “I’ll go get some water” you suddenly dropped his hand and stood from the bed, with a nervous clumsiness.

You barely looked at him before leaving the room. Thomas shook his head at himself. You were so nervous, even to just be in a room with him. He wished he knew what you were thinking but he was sure that you were afraid of him, probably thinking he would hurt you. He couldn’t blame you. Why wouldn’t you think that? What else could make you so nervous about being near him?

His thought were interrupted by the sound of the door opening and closing, making him look up to see you walking back towards him with a bowl of water and a new cloth.

You sat back on the bed, placing the bowl on top of the box that sat between you both. 

“Hand” you spoke gently, holding your own out. He placed the back of his hand in your palm, growing unsure when he saw you frown. 

You hummed before pushing his hand back again. He was about to insist that he take care of his own wound, it wouldn’t be the first time, but then you pushed the box and the bowl further back onto the bed. He was surprised when you moved to sit closer to him, turning your body to face him and bringing one knee up onto the mattress.

You took hold of his hand again, gently placing it in your lap. He was definitely surprised by your actions but allowed it.

You worked in silence, wetting the cloth and cleaning away the blood from his hand. Thomas watched how intently you worked and how gentle you were being with him, like you were purposely trying not to hurt him.

Once the blood was cleaned up, you placed the bowl and bloody cloth down on the floor and opened the first aid kit. Inside the box was a small bottle of alcohol, a tube of some sort of cream, a fresh cloth, bandages, and the items you would need to apply stitches.

You picked up the bottle of alcohol and the fresh cloth. “This will probably sting” you warned him, looking up at him with genuine concern in your eyes. He just nodded. 

You poured some alcohol onto the cloth before pressing it to his injured hand. He didn’t make a sound of pain or pull away but you did feel him tense even more than he already was. “Sorry” you murmured, making sure to coat the hold wound.

Once you were done with that, you placed the now dirty cloth in the water bowl with the other and closed the bottle before placing it back in the box. 

You looked back at the hand, squinting at it slightly. You weren’t an expert at tending to wounds, you didn’t really know how deep the wound was or if it called for more than bandages.

“...do you think it needs stitches?” you asked, looking up at him again. Looking a little lost at what to do.

Thomas examined his own hand before shaking his head, smiling a little to himself as you let out a sigh of relief. 

You reached back into the box, picking up the tube and smiling as you read the label. “Here, let me put some of this one it” you offered. 

He just nodded, placing his hand back in your lap, allowing you to apply the antibacterial cream to his wound. He needed all the protection he can get with his work conditions.

You continued in silence as you finished and wrapped the bandages around his hand, securing them before packing everything back into the box.

“How does that feel? Too tight?” you asked and he shook his head, assuring you that it was fine. “Don’t forget to change them, alright?” you advised, “oh, and keep it clean.”

Again, he just nodded.

“...did you do this on one of the cars?” he nodded again. “Does that happen a lot?” he nodded again, confused about your questioning.

You just frowned, but you weren’t surprised. You had noticed a lot of little scars on his hands as you worked and the house wasn’t exactly hazard free. “Well, you should be more careful” you put a small smile on your face as you met his gaze again.

“I should go and finish cleaning the kitchen...if you need something, let me know, okay?” your offer seemed sincere enough, so he nodded. You were used to his silence.

You stood and collected the items you had brought in with you, heading for the door. When Thomas realised that your hands were full, he shot from the bed, hurrying over to open the door for you. 

“Thank you” you smiled before leaving the room. “Tommy” his name made him stop closing the door, pulling it fully open again to look at you. You stood in the hallway now, items piled in your hands, a timid look on your face. “We should hang out more, I feel like you keep hiding from me” you let out a shy laugh.

Thomas was stunned. You wanted to spend more time with him? He nodded before he even realised he had. But he was glad he did because it seemed to put a smile on your face before you turned and headed for the stairs. 

As he watched you disappear down the stairs Thomas became aware of a realisation that filled him with shame and dread. There was no way you would be so kind to him, even be in the same room as him, if you knew the way he thought of you, how he felt about you.

It’s why he had avoided you for so long, admired you from a distance. He didn’t want to scare you and he was nervous around you. Ever since the day he carried you up to the spare room, he had been infatuated with you. He had been enraptured by your beauty, and then in awe of your kindness considering your circumstances.

He loved you...

[stylesberries]

I really loved your short reader canon and i wanted to ask if u could do one with a tall reader?? ✨Bc i’ve always been struggling with my height and people always be telling me i can’t wear heels and shit yk

Ofc I could do one I’d love to do one I’m doing it rn see? I’ll tell you one thing - they can suck it. I’m sure you’re beautiful and shouldn’t worry about those people’s opinions. The opinions of those who don’t have tact and kindness in them is irrelevant. 😌 LOVE YOU QUEEN!

Harry would definitely worship the ground you stand on, that’s just the man he is.

Being almost the same height, Harry would never miss the opportunity to kiss you.

Like he would kiss you everywhere.

And hugs aren’t even close to being rare. He constantly hangs on you, putting his face in the crook of your neck. It seems so natural with you and he doesn’t have to bow down too low.

His back pains kind of subsided because he’s a touchy guy and constantly bowing down isn’t helping his already messed up spine.

Let’s say it’s a win-win situation for everyone.

Whenever you feel insecure of your height he would always make sure to show you how beautiful you are and that all the people who tell you otherwise are completely full of shit.

He would stand in front of a mirror with you and list all the things he adores about your body.

“Look at your legs! Don’t tell me you really think they’re not magnificently gorgeous and breathtakingly beautiful!”

The number of adjectives would only increase as he not only wanted to make you understand your own beauty but also make you laugh.

“Look if I stand like this,” he would turn you to face him and press you against his chest, “it’s like our hearts are touching. If one of us was much shorter the other’s heart would be lonely.”

He would always try to make you feel loved.

“And the shorter one’s heart would be pressed to a kidney or something and what’s the romance in that, right? I mean I have nothing against kidneys, but-”

And make you laugh.

Whenever you get ready to leave the house to some event or party, he would always catch you struggling to choose shoes to wear.

More specifically if you should wear heels or not with your height.

He would just come up to you and start complimenting the heels on every little thing he could.

“What a beautiful curve going from the heel to the bottom of the shoe, so pretty!”

“What a nice construction! I wonder how sturdy the heel is. Should we check some time? Like I’ll put them on and hold something heavy and we check when the heel cracks off.”

Saying the obscurest things while he low-key puts the heels on you.

You would only realize after, being busy actually considering his theories.

You would realize when you’re already out of the house, walking to your car.

You would freeze, your mind drifting off to the heels on your feet.

“Is everything okay, angel?”

Your lips curved into a smile as you followed right after your sly fox-of-a-boyfriend.

Shit he really adores you.

I hope you enjoyed it I tried to make it sweet and got a little carried away. I kinda made a couple of scenes instead of a list of short headcannons. The scenes just flashed in front of my eyes and they seemed too lovely to miss on. Thank you so much for your request, gorgeous!💗

[florvinhara]

my detectives (part 1)

kjahfjhsj i can have a little infodumping... as a treat... anyway this was originally gonna be 1 post but then i got carried away so part 1 in the series of me ranting abt my detectives!

Kira Isabella Song

Romances N, F, or M

Age: 25 at the start of book 1, currently 26

Birthday: February 7

Star sign: Aquarius sun, Taurus moon, Scorpio rising

Height: 5’7”

Hair: Short, ash blonde, a little longer than chin length

Eyes: dark brown

Race/ethnicity: Korean-American

Other appearance details: Several beauty marks on face and body. a few subtle scars on face/legs from falling out of trees, etc. fingers are callused from band practice and left hand fingers are a little crooked from being broken.

Languages: English, Spanish, a few basic phrases in some other languages

Stats:

Charming/Intimidating

Impulsive/Cautious

Sarcastic/Genuine

Friendly/Stoic

Easygoing/Stubborn

Heart/Mind (equal)

Optimist/Pessimist

Team player/Independent

Primary skills: Science & combat

Strengths: Trustworthy, strong, courageous, calm under pressure, compassionate, thorough, clever, good intuition, self-sufficient, sure of herself

Weaknesses: Petty, caustic, distrustful, secretive, lackadaisical, insubordinate, emotionally unintelligent, can be disdainful, uncommunicative, contrary

Personal:

overall body language is casual and unbothered, lowkey her posture is kind of yikes RIP but she has a very fluid way of moving

her voice is smooth and somewhat low in pitch, very even in tone

Loud and/or jumbled sounds sometimes overwhelm her; she usually has noise cancelling headphones with her just in case

Rebellious as a teenager; she started skipping school and getting into fights, did some graffiti and one time she stole a street sign that she may or may not still have

When she wasn’t breaking rules, etc. she was taking boxing lessons, chilling in the library, going on runs, or playing bass guitar in her band

Wanted to get out of Wayhaven as soon as possible after college but was arrested after she came back because she was selling fake IDs and stole a car; absolutely did not want to be law enforcement but Rebecca and the captain essentially made her

The deal was that she would work at the station for 5 years and if she did well/stayed out of trouble she could then quit- she's 3 years into it

deep down if she wasnt a detective she would want to be a paramedic

She shares a lot of mannerisms with Rebecca and they’re way more similar than she’d like to admit

Birds FREAK her out seriously; she’ll deny that she’s afraid of them but she’ll cross the street to get away from them, also hates crowded places and deep water

Scary resting face and has a habit of just... eerily staring at people who are bothering her until they get spooked, but she's not actually that angry or grouchy, she's really just Vibing u know? she's not gonna correct anyone's impression though or they might start like... Talking to her :/

Loves any book/movie/show with a secret society or spy element and stories about a Hero and their Journey, also loves angsty philosophy books; her favorite movies are cheesy but feel-good (The Mummy, Pacific Rim, anything with big CGI monsters)

Doesn’t have much of a sweet tooth but would kill someone for strong coffee; if she’s really tired you can catch her drinking it cold straight from the pot with a straw

Emo/pop punk teen and she definitely cried when MCR broke up, she also listens to a lot of Dixie Chicks, Johnny Cash, Dottie West, Patsy Cline, etc

She’s been drawing since she was a kid- mainly works with charcoal and sometimes pastels. her sketchbooks are like her diaries and she’s never shown them to Anyone Ever

In her spare time, she still plays some guitar, draws, or reads; her library is extensive because she keeps every book she’s ever read or intends to read (it’s one of the few things she’ll drop real money on)

Very tactile person and fussy about textures, she prefers ultra soft blankets/pillows and her bed is basically a nest

Practical, efficient, frugal- she doesn’t necessarily find joy in cooking or anything but she can do it well enough, quick showers, uses cheap soap/shampoo, cuts her own hair

Her hands get super dry/chapped in the winter and it hurts very much :(

Never yells; when she gets angry she’s very cold & will Not hold back; every word is designed to hurt bc she’s purposefully poking at things she knows are sore spots

At the start of the books, she’s kind of... sleepwalking through life? like, she was in a not-great place mentally for most of her teens and didn’t really have a plan for the future but law enforcement was definitely not it? She isn’t feeling super passionate about what she’s doing and it kind of sucks to not have joy in purpose :( luckily that’s changing and is gonna be a significant part of her journey through the series!

Her apartment is cluttered but clean and she knows where everything is, if someone moved one of her things she would not be able to find it and it would bother her until she located it

She’s not stubborn exactly? Like she’ll concede an argument if it’s not super important to her and has no problem with losing or backing down in many cases; she’s pretty open minded in that respect, but if something is central to her values then she will Die before she backs down

On that note she’s overall a very logical person but when it comes down to it she'll follow her heart/first instinct

Does not care about rules or procedures At All, she'll follow them if it suits her end goal but otherwise... nope

Lowkey she… did not care about the reveal? it was a surprise but not her first priority in the moment- she kind of already thought UB was sketchy and didn’t trust them, so mainly she was pissed off that Rebecca had sent them to babysit her instead of actually help solve the murders

Speaking of Rebecca their relationship is kind of yikes. Kira isn’t exactly mad that Rebecca was gone so often, but she does think that she kind of forfeited her parenting rights and was annoyed that Rebecca was interfering with her life; first by getting her on the force and then by dropping UB on her. So now it’s Very Awkward between them because Kira doesn’t want to be like… mean but honestly what is there to say?? They’re trying but neither of them like to share personal information so it’s rough

On the subject of sharing, she just… genuinely doesn’t like to open up. Like, it doesn’t come naturally and in her mind it’s just… nobody else’s business what she’s feeling/what’s going on in her life

Genuinely does not realize that people care about her unless they openly tell her lmao... sad hours but at this point in the story she honestly doesnt think that any of UB cares abt her beyond their job besides the one she's dating :(

"Everyone should be allowed to feel things and rely on the support of the people around them, their emotions are Valid. not me though, this is my personal problem and as such its dumb so i have to get over it alone"

Her primary love language is acts of service, she wants the people she loves to have everything they might need; she’s Soft and really just wants snuggles but also she does not want to address it out loud

Her way of asking for affection is to just... stand/sit there and occasionally glance at the person... hovers like a sad ghost until she gets a hug... literally like 🥺👉👈 sjdhdkn Clown girl

She’s sarcastic and makes a lot of snarky comments, but generally she’s pretty honest unless she doesn’t want to talk about something (in which case she’ll brush it off and deflect or change subjects) which is why it annoys her so much when people are willfully dishonest or conniving

Pretty adaptable and capable of rolling with the punches but she generally dislikes surprises and being the center of attention

genuinely she's pretty chill! and a Huge enabler of chaos as well, like unless it's specifically bothering her she's gonna let it happen and mostly she thinks it's pretty funny to watch from the sidelines

in short she's basically like a feral cat who stares suspiciously at everyone from a distance until they successfully pspspsps their way into her heart and then she would die for them <3 but if she's mad she will make direct eye contact while shoving glasses off the counter

ahdgsksg ok last one i swear she Cannot Sit Properly, always has to be some flavor of lounging or leaning or sitting twisted into a pretzel

[thermie]

h h hewwo owoo 22 / 23 / 29 / 31 / 34 / 50 / 58 / 61 / 88 in any order, and u can also just. pick only those that u want :3

hhhh-ewwwo? I did say I wanted to chat and I desperately do not want to do work or studies so buckle in for a long post (derogatory). 22. role model? Oh man, I don’t think I have any, like, specific ones for entire things, though I do fall in my hero-worship phaes and then fall out of them like everyone else. I think that taking an entire person and being like I wanna be like them is... not for me though. But I do look up to some people for specific things - I look up to, weirdly enough, Abigail Phylosohpytube who I didn’t watch before her coming out for her graceful coming out video though she admits that the experience wasn’t obviously as smooth. I look up to lots and lots of people for their ability to create and their art (not gonna tag my fav artists bc am tiny and do not want people to look at me, but i do be reblogging). I look up to people like ConcernedApe Stardewvalley and Supergiantgames Hades for their ability to put so much soul in their work, smth I aspire to do. I look up to @not-poignant for, among other things, their idk how to say it best, wisdom in understanding and communicating with others and with myself? I’ve learned a lot by just sort of being in their periphery and seeing how they articulate their thoughts and choose to be kind and witness other’s pain. Hell, I look up to twitch streamers and youtubers sometimes (the recent nice trait I’d like to have if I ever went into bigger content production is how ibxtoycat deals with parasocial relationship realities). 23. strange habits? Hm. I don’t think drinking tea whenever I need a pick-me-up is strange, that’s just probably forcefully assigning a British nationality to me. I think my insistence on misspelling words in a way I think is lowkey funny might be one, I say thamks bc it feels softer, or thank bc it’s funny, I say sleeb, I say finkers or tryink or otherwise replace g with k for lulz. I also don’t know if it counts as a habit but I have a small leather band around my wrist that’s been there for a year soon. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm I probs have like, stranger habits but I can’t recall rn. 29. best way to bond with you? Hmm. Well, if you show initiative and are explicit about wanting to spend time with me, that’s already a big chance of me spending time with you. And then if our interests match and I don’t think that you’re like, young in a way that automatically puts me in a position where I don’t feel comfortable really being myself around you bc in my head I have to look out for you (it has happened with two of my friends, sigh), and we regularly spend time together, voila, friend acquired. It simultaneously doesn’t take much and takes a bit to be my friend and bond with me - it’s easy af to become a casual friend cuz I’m always open to new people, but there has to be a level of trust to become like, a close friend. Respecting my boundaries, talking shit with me, being explicitly committal about wanting to bond with me are big steps that way. 31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? Uh, I don’t do neither, but a current fave that is reasonably badass is my black tshirt with like, a ritual circle and a deer skull. V edgy, 10/10. I also used to have like a real edgy tshirt with a jester and some dice that said the game of life, but I threw it out bc dysphoria. or maybe I put it at the back of my closet along with one other shirt In Case I Get Top Surgery so I can wear them then. 34. advertisements you have stuck in your head? Many, such is the nature of advertising, alas. I have managed to avoid most of it tbh though, so the only place I am forced to sit through ads so they stick is my scrabble capitalist nightmare app where I play and always beat haha my coursemate. And they have adds for those shitty apps where you have to solve a puzzle that ends up failing in the add and like, drenching a man in green goo. I find those kinda fascinating tbh. Who plays these games? Who plays these shitty shitty games whose ad has to be “prove your IQ“ to make you want to prove yourself to play them? Oh and also, the insidious nature of ads in media I consume - the mcelroys have gotten me informed about many many things bc they do it in a funny way. Have you heard about squarespace? What about meundies? I also literally installed honey yesterday that I knew abt bc of the relentless adds and I wanted to save, uh, 2.50 from my minecraft server purchase (and then spent some time googling how they make money before giving up. just say u sell my data, that’s easier than not knowing what part of this makes you money). I was tired and in a weird mood, ok. 50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have? It’s always the stupidest jokes, what matters more is laughing together with someone and getting caught in a laughing loop. I still remember laughing with my siblings until our stomachs really really hurt bc I think one of us said a rug was vomit-colored and it was funny in the moment. How many times have I laughed like that with you too, vit. I know that Laura’s one is nostrilatu, right? :D :D It’s just something that catches you off guard, I think.

58. four talents you’re proud of having? Oh shid. Hm. 1) My ability to analyze data and understand the basic building blocks of something. Makes me cool at studying and sexy at explaining things to my course-mates. 2) Not a talent more like a skill that I’ve worked hard on through therapy - but my inner positive voice/healthy parent is very strong and automatic (something I was sure would never happen). A good example is me going out for a walk, my phone dying so I can’t listen to music, when I went in my head “well I can always make music in my head. do-do-do *drum sound*“ and I could feel the wave of self-reprimand cresting but before I could actually hear any negative comments the positive voice said with a light of a thousand suns NO THAT IS ACTUALLY CUTE AND SEXY and just haaaaaaah. 3) I sing good. Need to sing more. 4) I think I’m good at making conversation. Even with people I don’t necessarily like or want to talk to. More of a skill again but whatever. 61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.? Do not come to me and ask for favorites, witch. Uh, I have some quotes in my notes app, like 7 from Pia’s writing :D. But imma go with “It’s a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world“ by Mary Oliver. It counts, ok. Or, wait, something I will for real one day either crosstitch of commission shitpostcalligrapher: “t’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something. “What are we holding onto Sam?” “There’s good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for.“” 88. your greatest wish? Hrm. Right now? To have like a couple days with no responsibilities and without the outside world bearing on me as heavily, to be tiny tiny tiny so I’m invisible and can drink tiny tea on a tiny leaf. Uh, in general? My recently formulated wish or a goal is stability/peace. Then everything else becomes ok because you can bounce back to stable ground between feeling shit or everything happening so much. And I’ve sort of reached that. Also like, half a million euros would be nice too so I can get a house and a car and go on a few trips abroad. :D // there’s two ask memes in my blog recently, go wild

[brw]

m, e, o, w for the ask game :3

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m - name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

honestly? my man reed richards. my reasoning; i am autistic and therefor. struggle to vibe with most neurotypicals irl bc no offence but they are WEIRD like??? if u don’t make eye contact they think ur annoyed or are ignoring them??? and that is a lot to deal with so. make friends with someone who is Not Weird. also that way i have someone who understands what the Sensory Issues are like and doesn’t ask loads of questions. & like... is smart. i am not. need smart friends to help me out bc i do not have brain there is only beans and i’m... BUT. i’m good at english and my man reed,,, i imagine isn’t very good so like. we can have a transaction. i help english he helps maths & sciences. also he is tall and could grab for me if need be i am not small but. i am also not very tall. but is also like skinny so i could lift him like i do all my irl friends. all in all. good friend. honourary mentions go to monica rambeau, ben grimm, the vision, emma frost & bruce banner.

e - have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? if so, what?

i. well. technically haven’t “added” yet but. i have a fic where vision & kang the conqueror go on a date for the sake of jonas who misunderstood and thought that they were married but broke up and he’s trying to get them back together and neither of them have the heart to say otherwise so they just. ddhdhfhds go on dates & eventually fall in love for the sake of their not-child child.

i have another draft where the doombots get,,, REALLY interested in vision who i imagine by robot standards is sexy as hell i mean they have had like 3 families they have to have something going on. so like. this gaggle of doombots just start silently following vision around all over the place and nobody knows WHAT to do they’re all just there now. like a bunch of baby ducklings. weird slightly horny metal ducklings. i have fun.

honourable mentions go to that draft of reed almost murdering victor with a spork after being forced to listen to caramelldansen for 4 hours to ward off demons, draft of gambit joining the avengers solely for the purpose of hitting on hercules, the 4 separate drafts of the illuminati + magneto and doctor doom being poly together, mr fantastic & doctor nemesis being husbands in an alt universe & of course doctor doom getting drunk on eggnog & subsequently wishing magnto a “bitching yule” before collapsing in a heap. that last one is based on an rp i had with that exact concept.

o - choose a song at random. which ship or character does it remind you of?

okie the song is anchorite (love you very much) by car seat headrest bc i listen to one band ok don't @ me BUT. it reminds me so much of doomreed, specifically just after victor gets his face all messed up and fucks off to become a dictator (there was a lot more involved then... just that thsbddhbt i am merely Summarising) and it makes me. SO emotion. it is also 8 minutes long so like. not a casual listen but i Highly Recommend 🥺

w - a trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.

a/b/o fics for sure. like i just... yeah werewolves are sexy but like maybe can we stay away from assbabies please???? like i read the world slick in ANY context and immediately i get kill bill sirens i can’t do this anymore. also uh those fics where a character gets turned into a baby? weird as fuck, please stay away from me that’s nasty. & like... most fics with a weird power imbalance. like i’m... ok with like. say if it’s a blade runner au n a character is a replicant or something like that and some monarch/consort fics are fun! but there’s others (like a/b/o) where it’s just like. no thanks. don’t want to hear characters genuinely feeling lesser and like their premandated life is all they’re good for, or worse still they feel independent but change their mind when the “right person” comes along smh. idk if that’s what this was asking but. sdhdhjdhsddsd

send me fandom/shipping asks!!!

[hideyseek]

50 Questions You’ve Never Been Asked

tagged by @usersoup <3

What is the colour of your hairbrush?  it is .. black and turquoise, though i must admit that since i’ve cut my hair i rarely use it. 

Name a food you never eat? huh. caviar? i tend to forget about the existence of foods i don’t eat until i’m on the instacard website. chocolate ice cream, i guess. that’s like, a normal-person food i never consume.

Are you typically too warm or too cold? i am constantly too cold. as i type this i am in my apartment in sweatpants under a blanket and my roommate is in shorts and a tshirt.

What were you doing 45 minutes ago? mm i was reading a room of one’s own, at risk of sounding like the pretentious humanities major i am. i’m reading it out of desperation (we are in possession of the writer’s block and we would like to give it up as soon as possible), after having had it in my head to read since i came across a lin-manuel miranda tween in like 2015 telling all young writers to read it

What is your favourite candy bar? i don’t really like.. candy. twix or butterfingers, if i had to pick one at gunpoint.

Have you ever been to a professional sports event? yEAH u fucking bet i went to winterguard international championships twice in high school and bands of america championships once (both as part of my school’s winter/colorguard). i’ve never gone to a pro sportsball match though. 

What is the last thing you said out loud? oh, are you really out there alone? (at my roommate, who is on the balcony with a desk lamp rigged up for optimal dirtball making).   

What is your favourite ice cream? vanilla. or hazelnut. i fucking love hazelnut. 

What was the last thing you had to drink? not to associate myself with brands, but i am drinking sprite as i type this. 

Do you like your wallet? yes! i had my wallet nicked on a bus in the middle of the semester and my replacement is a lovely narrow black folding wallet that i am infinitely fond of.

What was the last thing you ate? the dregs of my cheezits, pepper jack flavor

Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? mm no, though during my phone call with my grandma earlier this week she told me i should buy more clothes no less than four times. she thinks i should own and wear more “pretty girl clothes” and i haven’t the heart to tell her that i think gender is fake. 

The last sporting event you watched? i participated in a harry potter pub quiz over zoom the other week, if that counts. otherwise, probably something televised and american football related, several months ago.

What is your favourite flavour of popcorn? KETTLE CORN KETTLE CORN KETTLE CORN KETTLE CORN KETTLE CORN KETTLE CORN

Who is the last person you sent a text message to? oH thank god i have an interesting answer to this one -- my stage manager/playwright friend, whose recent play i am dying to get a copy of.

Ever go camping? yeah. my family used to go every august with some family friends. 

Do you take vitamins? mm just vitamin d. (fuck off this was not meant to be a dick joke).

Do you go to church every Sunday? nah.

Do you have a tan? not anymore... even during the semester i spend most of my time underground in a basement rehearsal space or in the on-campus computer labs. (hence the vitamin d)

Do you prefer Chinese food or pizza? these are?? not equivalent at all in terms of scope? chinese food, of course. 

Do you drink your soda with a straw? nah. can-to-mouth for me. 

What colour socks do you usually wear? depends on how cold i am: i have some very lovely warm purple socks and some red and black socks that my dear friend gifted me for christmas last? year? but otherwise i have just sports shoes height white socks and black socks.

Do you ever drive above the speed limit? i am gay, i do not drive.

What terrifies you? failure, mostly. i hate that that’s my answer, but there you go. failure, or being putting myself in a situation where i don’t really have a choice in what happens to me.  

Look to your left, what do you see? mm, i just moved from the study to bed so: the empty space in the loft bed railing where the ladder is, a blank wall, the edge and hinges of the bedroom wall.

What chore do you hate? none, really? i’ll get really passive-aggressive about some of the small apartment tidying things in my head, but not often enough that anything comes to mind now. 

What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent? how my linguistics prof last semester had folks self-identify if they spoke non-american english in the middle of lecture

What’s your favourite soda? hm, hm. oH. there’s a vietnamese sandwich place in my hometown that has the best lychee soda. (a handful of google image searches informs me this is elisha aerated brand)

Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive-thru? hm, most of the time when i’m going to fast food i’m going to in-n-out with either a pile of theater people or my high school friend group, so sitting. er, going in.

Who’s the last person you talked to? roommates, in person. 

Favourite cut of beef? i could not name cuts of beef if u asked me to really nicely. actually jk i know uh, ox... oxtail? i like oxtail soup.

Last song you listened to? am in the middle of listening to trenchh by cavetown but i’ve been alternating fob and cavetown and bastille on shuffle on spotify.

Last book you read? ella enchanted by gail carson levine, because it is my #1 comfort book.

Favourite day of the week? i like thursdays. they just sound nice.

Can you say the alphabet backwards? if i had like, several minutes, i probably could do it. but everything after w would involve me counting (counting? reciting?) from the beginning.

How do you like you coffee? i’ll drink it any way but black. i have discovered i do not like dalgona coffee. but i like the dark chocolate mocha that peet’s does in the winter a ridiculous amount.

Favourite pair of shoes? i have this pair of converse that’s grey stripes that always makes me feel like a Cool Arts Student, even though it’s actively terrible for my arches. 

The time you normally go to bed? to bed? midnightish. to being asleep? usually 1-2ish. 

The time you normally get up? eleven in the morning, apparently, since that’s what’s been happening now that i’m not setting alarms. during the school year, usually 7:30 or 8 because i work in the scene shop half the mornings of the week.

What do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? conceptually? sunsets. aesthetically? also sunsets. metaphorically, though, i prefer sunrises.

How many blankets on your bed? i’ve got a blanket (duvet, maybe? comforter? i have never really vibed with these western concepts of bedding) and another knitted blanket. 

Describe your kitchen plates: black and square and slightly chipped because roommates and i get a bit aggressive with cramming them onto the drying rack. 

Do you have a favourite alcoholic beverage? i like hard cider. (i like soft cider better than hard cider, but the apple taste drowns out the alcohol taste enough for me to have a pretty good time.) 

Do you play cards? haha yeah. whenever i’m home i play 24 with my little brother and lose a lot. or my family’ll play 21. or BS, which i fucking hate because i cannot lie for shit.

What colour is your car? still gay, still don’t drive.

Can you change a tire? mmmmmmmmmmm no. i have a shocking lack of car-related life skills for someone holding down a job that mostly involves wrenches. 

Your favourite province? oh boy. hubei province, bc there’s no country specification and this feels less impersonal than if i were to just point somewhere in australia. 

Favourite job you’ve ever had? hm, let’s limit this to work i’ve done for money, just to narrow the field down. (i tend to like the work i do a lot.) i really really enjoy working as a sound technician, especially as a mic assistant (it checks my “meeting people” box and my “helping people with their emotions” box and my “storytelling for an audience” box because at the theater i work at, pre-show mic check is me talking about my day and has resulted in a handful of people telling me i should try standup). the hours and pay are kind of crap, though. you don’t get friday nights when your friday nights are spent backstage of the same show you’ve heard twenty million times at this point. i also enjoy teaching computer science, because i just fucking like computer science. christ, i just,, miss being at work :c the production of newsies i was gonna do this summer got canceled. 

How did you get your biggest scar? mm, pass. 

What did you do today that made someone else happy? i, hm. everything that comes to mind feels vaguely manipulative, since i can’t really tell if people were made happy? oh! i had an extended slack conversation with one of the academic interns for the cs class i help teach that was basically just us bonding over word humor. he seems like the kind of person who would have gotten a kick out of it. 

I tag: @kittog @wali21 @capt-ann @lemon-yellow @iamanonniemouse @raccoon-sex-dungeon @snakesonacartesianplane @eternalflarg @swimmingseafish (do it if u want! don’t let me bully u into anything)

[lizziebennet]

Hi Aurora okay first tysm for your blog It's so lovely to have another person so passionate about my fave things (i.e hp and period dramas) Anyway, i recently read the HP series (again) and found myself feeling SO MUCH. I genuinely teared up at so many different touching parts and I was just wondering what are your favorite most heart-wrenching/emotional parts from the books? I realize this is a lengthy quesition so feel free to never answer this or take a year.

ye S SS i love being passionate ab things and sharing that passion w my followers!!!!! i love yall esp when u ask me questions like this where i get to talk ab my fave things everrrrrrrrr (ps thank u so much for letting me take forever to answer this ur so cute to say that ilysm)

ok so literally i will cry my way thru the entire series when i reread bc harry potter has so much emotional weight for me and so many memories that go along with it. but i decided to limit myself to just 10 bc otherwise id be sitting here typing all day. so w/o further ado: 

AURORA’S TOP 10 MOST TEARFUL HARRY POTTER MOMENTS: 

((in no particular order)) 

HARRY READS LILY’S LETTER IN DH: listen harry doesnt actually spend a lot of the books angsting over the fact that he doesnt have parents but in moments like this u remember he IS AN ORPHAN AND IT GETS ME SO HARD. fuk like just picturing harry crouched on the floor of sirius’s bedroom reading that letter… rereading it… crying… wow.gif!!!!! the line that makes me cry eveRY TIME is “She had made her g’s the same way he did : he searched through the letter for every one of them, and each felt like a friendly little wave glimpsed from behind a veil.“ LIKE RIP RIP RIP ABORT ABORT ABORT ITS TOO SAD!!!!!

THE LOST PROPHECY IN OOTP: JESSESCREAMING.JPEG!!!!!!!!!!!! listen ,,, i talk ab this chapter so much on my blog. it is my #1 favorite moment in my #1 favorite harry potter book which is my #1 favorite series of all time. SO ITS A PRETTY BIG DEAL. harry’s reaction to sirius’s death… his anger at dumbledore… his grief… his discovery of his fate… its beautiful writing and its so painful but so amazing to read. LIKE!!!!! MY BABY!!! HE’S LOST SO MANY PEOPLE!!!!!!!! MY SWEET SUMMER CHILD!!!!!!!!!! “I DON’T CARE!“ Harry yelled at them, snatching up a lunascope and throwing it into the fireplace. “I’VE HAD ENOUGH, I’VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON’T CARE ANYMORE!” “You do care,” said Dumbledore. He had not flinched or made a single move to stop Harry demolishing his office. His expression was calm, almost detached. “You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.”” LIKE LITERALLY WHEN I GET TO THIS POINT I HAVE TO TAKE A BREAK BC IM CRYING SO MUCH I CANT MAKE OUT THE WORDS!!!!!!!!!!!! also fun story: one time i was listening to ootp on audiobook while on vacation and we were in the car waiting to taxi on to a ferry boat and we were listening to this chapter when the ferry guy came by to take our tickets and i had like TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE and jim dale is yelling as harry in the background…. the guy was like ‘is this bitch ok??’ lmaOOOOo 

HARRY AND THE MIRROR OF ERISED IN SS:  this is another one of those moments where you remember that harry is an orphan and its /so/ painful. thinking about this teeny 11 year old baby harry sneaking out every night just to sit in front of this mirror so he can see his parents………my darling baby sweetheart i love him So Much. it just makes me so sad like hes /so young/ AND HE JUST WANTS TO SEE HIS PARENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHH!! it also gives way to one of my all time favorite hp quotes: “It does not do well to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” 

HARRY STOPS SIRIUS AND LUPIN FROM KILLING PETER IN POA: me reading this part is literally ISAYTHATSMYBABYANDIMREALLYPROUD.GIF!!!!!! like!! my boy!! he finds out this man literally caused the death of his parents and he MAKES THE GROWN ASS ADULTS SPARE HIS LIFE… LIKE… he literally acts twice his age and is so mature and is just…….so amazing. it shows such strength and wisdom and it makes me SO PROUD. the way he references james also makes me cry because you see the relationship harry has with james even though he’s literally never met him and its so beautiful. i love harry so much. 

HARRY AFTER SECTUMSEMPER-ING MALFOY IN HBP: this is literally the opposite of that last one where im so proud of harry this is def… not one of his best moments lol. he rly rly fucks up and his guilt is so raw and it makes me so emotional because i feel SO bad for him. its def an important harry moment in the books because it shows his flaws and the consequences of his rage, but it also shows how GOOD he is because he feels so bad about what happens and like willingly takes his punishment even though it means that he cant play in the quidditch match. he really like… atones and even tho its rough to read i def love that its a part of the series bc its a really like watershed moment for harry and i think it really reminds him of the wizard he wants to be. this part also leads to i think a more satisfying harry/ginny first kiss bc ginny defends harry and then him not going to the game leads to “several sunlit days” AKA ONE OF MY FAVE HP MOMENTS EVER!!!!!!!!!!!

HARRY AND HERMIONE VISIT JAMES AND LILY’S GRAVE IN DH: “But they were not living, thought Harry: They were gone. The empty words could not disguise the fact that his parents’ moldering remains lay beneath snow and stone, indifferent, unknowing.And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off or pretending? He let them fall, his lips pressed hard together, looking down at the thick snow hiding from his eyes the place where the last of Lily and James lay, bones now, surely, or dust, not knowing or caring that their living son stood so near, his heart still beating, alive because of their sacrifice and close to wishing, at this moment, that he was sleeping under the snow with them.”  THIS IS ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE MOMENTS THAT I HAVE TO STOP READING BC IM CRYING SO MUCH I CANT MAKE OUT THE WORDS ANYMORE. I CRIED TYPING THIS. IM SO SAD. 

THE FOREST AGAIN IN DH: hoo boy. hoooooo boy this is a Big One. this one is really…. wow. just. wow. [deep breath]. there is So Much in this chapter that makes me cry where do i even START. harry realizing that he has to die and ACCEPTING IT BRAVELY LIKE THE HERO HE IS. “Why had he never appreciate what a miracle he was,  brain and nerve and bounding heart?” im crying….. hes so good. HARRY NEARLY STOPPING WHEN HE SEES GINNY and ginny’s crying and comforting some girl and im crying too. JAMES. SIRIUS. LILY. REMUS. WHEN HARRY ASKS IF IT HURTS TO DIE LIKE LITEARLLY I HAVE TO PUT THE BOOK DOWN AND GET UP  AND WLAK AROUND THE ROOM BECAUSE I GET SO EMOTIONAL LIKE. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! when harry sees harry and screams at him ……………… rip in pieces me!!!!!!!! ALSO ONE OF HIS LAST THOUGHTS BEFORE THE AVADA KEDAVRA IS OF GINNY AND KISSING HER……….. [GUNSHOTS] [SCREAMING]

BELLATRIX TORTURES HERMIONE IN DH: fuk this scene is no joke scary like it took harry potter to another level of real darkness. hermione being tortured was so chilling like beautiufl amazing smart snarky hermione it was so painful to read like my heart rate goes up when i read it bc im worried for my girl :/ and ron is sHAKING and like screaming and literally throwing himself at the walls to try to get to her and its SO upsetting like. they are still CHILDREN like theyre all so young and they dont deserve this like. hearing her plead and stuff … its just…. too much. these are my CHILDREN i have to PROTECT them. 

HARRY DIGS DOBBYS GRAVE IN DH: this is another one of those harry moments where i just want to give him a huge hug. like he insists on digging dobby’s grave by hand which is just ..... [gets choked up] its fine. and his thoughts while he dig make me so sad. he so /tired/. hes so frustrated with dumbledore and he the hallows and the horcruxes and he feels responsible for what happened. and ron coming out and helping him dig silently makes me so happy and its one of those times u really see how much rons friendship means to harry. and harry comes out of this like ... older and more mature? his wisdom and knowledge is rly apparent when he talks with griphook and olivander right after this like. he knows what hes going to do. hes made his choice. hes not going to race voldemort for the wand. i love him so much for that choice. hes such a grown man in this part like accepting responsibility, taking care of hermione and everyone like getting things in order. i love him. 

MRS WEALSEY HUGS HARRY IN THE HOSPITAL WING IN GOF: “’It wasn’t your fault, Harry,’ Mrs. Weasley whispered. ‘I told him to take the cup with me,’ said Harry. Now the burning feeling was in his throat too. He wished Ron would look away. Mrs. Weasley set the potion down on the bedside cabinet, bent down, and put her arms around Harry. He had no memory of ever being hugged like this, as though by a mother. The full weight of everything he had seen that night seemed to fall in upon him as Mrs. Weasley held him to her. His mothers face, his father’s voice, the sight of Cedric, dead on the ground all started spinning in his head until he could hardly bear it, until he was screwing up his face against the howl of misery fighting to get out of him.” HARRY POTTER DESERVES MORE HUGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he feels so guilty about cedric and god bless mrs weasley for telling him it wasnt his fault because it WASNT!!! he did so amazing in the graveyard like.. .he saw voldemort return and he fought him and he survived and he saw his paretns and hE TOOK CEDRICS BODY BACK SO IT COULD BE WITH HIS FAMILY!!!!!!!! HE TOOK IT BACK FOR THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  i would die a thousand deaths if it meant that harry didnt have to experience this pain!!!!

whew so there we go!!!!! the bottom line is obviously that i love the harry potter series more than anything and specifically i love the boy harry potter so so SO much and his suffering is agonizing to read and he didnt deserve any of it!!! i can litearlly think of SO many more heartbreaking moments in the series but here are just a handful. happy birthday to harry!!! 

[cockingballs]

hey kids! ever want to send me a song? well here’s my 16 criteria for songs.

(in advance i must warn you i’m listening to 2000s smash hits as i write this so i’ll be using them as examples)

1) the most important factor in whether i like a song or not is the percussion that makes up the beat. no percussion? ok! i don’t like it. opps. anyway that’s why 99% of acoustic songs are Bad

2) it doesn’t just require a beat, it has to be a heavy beat. like a bangin ass beat. just bass pumping isn’t a heavy beat bc it’s too subtle. the beat should be a central part of the song and i should really hear it. i don’t like when it’s the same volume as the rest of the instrumentals and vocals. it should be a little louder. anything from dubstep beats to shuffly sounding 90s beats (think Loser) are acceptable as long as they go hard as fuck

3) it should have a strong undercurrent that is catchy (think Love Song.) the background of a song is not just there to make the vocals sound less empty. if i could listen to a song without vocals and think it’s decent (doesn’t have to be perfect) then it’s a good song. 

4) no basic shit i don’t want a song that sounds like every other song ever

5) no unnecessary vocals. no songs that focus too much on the vocals. your excessive vibratto vocalization is boring and it does not impress me. and unfortunately i am not a person who can just listen to someone sing and find it super impressive or super entertaining unless they’re like, my friend or it’s maybe a musical?? maybe? idk. it’s all about instrumentals for me. unless you have  interesting vocals that perfectly complement the backing of the song (think Pumped Up Kicks) don’t be singing the same stuff over and over or doing annoying vocalizations or making songs that are only about your boring vocals

6) on that note, harmonies are crucial. a good harmony is like a sensory N U T to me. harmonies between instruments, people, instruments and people, etc, especially combined or on the offbeat with jammin percussion? that’s what makes a GREAT song. 

7) never underestimate the value of REALLY good piano or REALLY good guitar. (think, respectively, Drops Of Jupiter and Take Me Out. i really fucking am listening to those 2000s smash hits) it can be both a good backing and a centerpiece to a song, especially when combined or on the offbeat with jammin percussion. you can also use piano and guitar to create or enhance a beat and take a song up to banger level!

8) no folk (unless it’s beck-style weird anti-folk stuff) and no country, period, tbh

9) unless a song has such a killer message that it makes the whole song a little better, i don’t really care what the lyrics are. it don’t matter pal. it’s about the mood. if the lyrics happen to be good, as they often are in a super good song, then it’s not really a factor my dude

10) little things can make a song way better. it’s so good when a song gets all muffled and then slowly returns to clarity. those little perfect harmonies in the chorus that make you listen to a mediocre song just to hear those harmonies (think Walls by beck noah fence bek david campbell but walls isnt great except for that one part in the chorus)

11) sometimes ppl don’t listen past the first part of a song and i know i sure don’t so if it’s good it’ll catch my attention (unless you specifically tell me to keep listening and it’ll go really hard, and then that’s good bc the first part makes me excited for the part that goes hard)

12) buildup is crucial unless the whole point of yr song is to be kind of a droning dirge like Loser. building up to the chorus is crucial.

13) which leads me to: the chorus can’t be some shit! that the most important part! but also, the refrains should be decent, bc otherwise, i’ll just ignore them for the much better chorus ;)

14) except for #8, genre does not really matter. a song can go hard and be indie or pop or classic rock or punk or dubstep or electro or whatever. 

15) one really good element of a song can make up for other iffy elements. if it’s really, really catchy, the beat is less important. if the beat’s really really good, the catchiness is less important. the best part of a song is layers. when they overlap, when they duck in and out, when they go against each other and then sync up, that’s when the song is really good. it’s also acceptable if one layer is really good and one layer is just okay. 

16) finally. can you visualize me in any of the following scenarios when i listen to this song you are sending me? A) sitting on the hood of a trashy car grinning, manspreading, and stomping my foot B) revving up a chainsaw and running across a field, slashing nazis to shreds C) jumping off a cliff with a background of blue sky and flying off with arms spread in joy, accompanied by birds D) at a party in 1926 wearing something scandalous and jamming out with my wealthy lovers E) laughing and crying in drugged-out euphoria as i lie on the ocean city boardwalk after having overdosed F) having a magical girl transformation sequence with modern dance moves G) making out on the beach in my boyfriend’s camaro in 1987 H) jumping up and down in full decora while flashing peace signs and dancing around, idol style

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i can't remember if i asked or not so!! 6, 7, 12, 13, and 28!! long ones im soz

6. which one of your muses have you been playing the longest?

answered here !!

7. which one of your muses has the most ships?

HELEN RIGHT NOW OH MAN, i never realised how flirty she is wow, and the chemistry is off the charts for so many ppl i don’t even know how to begin, half of this might just be in my head so um pls lets talk about sHIPS WITH HELEN

12. what is something everyone should know about your muses before interacting?

betty: she’s made a name for herself among students, i feel like it’d be pretty common knowledge that auradon prep and arcadia uni has its own sandman. they might not know its specifically betty?? but definitely once they’re around her, you’d just know. so if you need a good night’s sleep or some help with nightmares, betty is your girl. 

veronika: she’s a tour guide for auradon prep students! so she’s good for characters that come in for the first time ever. she always has some sort of bag with her and it’s basically a survival kit (water, umbrella, maps, auradon keychains). 

makaria: she always looks amazing. girl with the awesome fashion sense, great nails, great hair. always put together. she had a good relationship with her father, so on the isle they were basically this strong unit. if hades was walking, you’d know mak wasn’t too far behind. 

hershey: he comes from a playable game! the arcade’s on the west coast somewhere, but yeah sugar rush is 100% playable so if it’s relevant for your character to have went there and played sugar rush by any chance, then they probably would remember hershey from there. 

cestrum: he’s tall. like…6 foot more. i think i said he was 6 foot 2. in a crowd he’s one of the tall ones. when he’s sitting down in a low chair, his knees are really knobby it’s like watching a giraffe sit down. 

aiwei: he’s got visible frankenstein’s-monster type scars. recently, he’d had to stitch himself up a lot (without a good access to magic) so along his arms and fingers especially. his skin isn’t warm, it’s a little pale actually but honestly the life comes from his eyes and his smile.

otto: he’s handsome af. literally classic prince charming. comes from snow white’s family, so very posh, very rich boy trope. sits with the cool kids, acts like a cool kid, lives like a cool kid. will only be seen associating with other royals (or those close to royals) or sitting alone. but he always looks busy too. 

illyria: she’s a bit ‘mona lisa painting’ in that her eyes will literally follow you even if she doesn’t move. once you catch her attention, she won’t look away until she’s had her fill of analysing you. also she speaks a lot in class (more in recent months) and if she’s curious about you, you’ll know. she bothers a lot of people in class too lmao.

kirsa: she’s a cheerleader! super team spirit all the way. she’s got makeup on her all the time, has her own version of a survival kit. need lip balm? she’s got new ones you can just take. need pads or tampons? she’s got light, heavy, and super. need a snack? she’s got a brownie in a tin. need alcohol or smokes? she’s got them too. omg she runs high school contraband.

dignan: LITERALLY SO BUSY WITH CLUBS. you will literally always see him hanging out with someone from a sports team, usually the baseball team. he’s literally a jock. since he joined the team he’s taken to wearing some sort of sports fashion – a cap, or shoes, or a jersey or jacket. BUT ALSO he’s in mathletes!! if he’s not in any of his other extracurriculars or studying or hanging with friends, then he’s at the gym or training. 

helen: also a jock. but she’s more known for having aurelius hanging around her all the time. he knows he can’t go into any buildings, so he’s always waiting outside. sometimes he hangs out by the classroom window and watches lessons LMAO. 

penelope: if you look poor, she’ll scoff at you, if you look rich, she’ll wink at you. she may also try to steal your shit, rich or poor. her luck with stealing comes and goes, sometimes it’s a smooth steal, most of the time she gets caught. she always tries tho.

13. what’s a weird headcanon you have for each of your muses?

betty: idk if this is weird but betty has the ability to literally sleep anywhere. once she decides she’s comfortable and wants to sleep, she’s done. betty’s been found sleeping in a closet, under a desk in a student’s lounge, IN CLASS…

veronika: she knows like every word to a handful of like early 2000s songs. outkast’s “hey ya”, eminem’s “without me”, coolio’s “gangsta’s paradise”, black eyed peas “where is the love”. a lot of avril lavigne. she won’t sing it (unless you’re noelle) but she can recite and mouth along to the song

makaria: she had a cooking phase. but only she eats the food bc she doesn’t want to accidentally poison anybody or make them puke. she likes cooking food. considers herself a good food critic.

hershey: hated ice-cream for the longest time bc, as a kid, he couldn’t get through the ice-cream catapult range on the sugar rush track. full-on boycotted ice-cream from like ages 6-10. it was a sad time for hershey.

cestrum: i’ve talked about it before but his tapdancing! started when he found a pair of dancing shoes in wonderland. then he found an old gramophone and some records. he basically taught himself how to tap dance. he doesn’t do it so often now because there’s every chance someone’s going to catch him doing it.

aiwei: secretly tried all sorts of things to make himself taller. he’d do stretches. he’d hang upside down. the last straw was when he would hang by his arms off a tall beam, with weight attached to his feet. he can’t feel pain so he just added as many weights as possible, and one foot literally popped off the socket. there’s a scar there too.

otto: scared of open water. doesn’t like the idea of drowning. he frantically trained himself to be able to swim well (in a pool) but he’s still wary of going to the beach. doesn’t like flying on a plane over large bodies of water. just……..no open water.

illyria: she’s really really bad with makeup. all she had to go on for years was tia dalma’s intense eyeliner, smokey-eye look LMAO. she tried makeup for a while but got too lazy and is just bare-faced now (she loves moisturising though and buys all sorts of sea-themed facewashes and things).

kirsa: she’s really picky about food. she’s a little self-conscious about it so when u eat with her for the first time she just goes with whatever but once she’s comfortable it’s just gonna be so specific. “hi so i’d like the apple pie for dessert with the ice-cream on the side, and if it’s home-baked pie then i’d like it heated but if it’s not then leave the ice-cream and i’ll have whipped cream instead. otherwise, i’d still like the ice-cream on the side – and for the salad, can i also have the dressing on the side please?” this is shamelessly taken from ‘when harry met sally’ but EVERYTHING IS ON THE SIDE

dignan: he’s superstitious especially about competitions. the first baseball game he won, he ate ice-cream beforehand so like now every time he has to eat ice-cream before a game. different rule for mathletes though, whenever they have a competition, he has to do like ten sit-ups. he will do those sit-ups anywhere, but he has to get them done. doesn’t walk under ladders. doesn’t open umbrellas indoors.

helen: she’s really not looking to love anyone right now, but she ends up liking so many people and she kinda loves that physical side of the relationship a lot ??? she also loves showing off and that’s not really a quirky headcanon but like she loves showing off

penelope: idk yet but i think maybe she once tried singing to the birds on the isle (back when her grandmother was still like ‘yes penny sing!!’) and honestly like the birds either died or tried to attack her, she probably has a fear of birds now because of that. 

28. can you sort your muses from weakest to strongest?

PHYSICAL STRENGTH-ABILITY WISE

aiwei: is a pacifist but also just like no upper-arm strength and literally you could rip his arms off with the right amount of force so no

cestrum: could literally knock him over with a strong wind but at least he’s a little more solid than aiwei. also a pacifist. also has a little trauma when it comes to physical harm so he just freezes and let’s things happen to him.

kirsa: has no idea how to defend herself and literally just runs or something and she’s not even a fast runner. she can scream tho and she panic-fights so she has every chance to scratch someone’s eyes out.

hershey: also panic-fights. would rather run (or drive away) than fight. if he had a car in his disposal he would still choose to just drive away with as little injury to anyone as possible. not very powerful in terms of physical fights; he gets beat up a lot.

veronika: knows how to avoid fights. calm in a brawl. uses her environment to her advantage (ie. broken glass, distractions). looks to leave fights rather than end them.

dignan: only more powerful than veronika physically but strategically he’s a mess. impulsive fighter. will throw himself into anything. upper-arm strength because of recent training and exercise; good aim, has amazing aim. 

illyria: calm, strategic, trained fighter. but only good with weapons, not very good with hand-to-hand combat (would rather not touch anyone at all). different scenario if she was in the water, but by herself she’s at this stage of the scale.

otto: brute strength. brawls. boxing. clenched fists and can take a hit and doesn’t stop hitting until the other person gives up. also swordsmanship. 

helen: the most powerful out of all my non-powered people. she’s got the strength, the strategy, the experience and the training. actual warrior princess helen rider. can also do everything in heels and on horseback. can probably do motorcycle stunts.

betty: she has so much untapped potential; the ursula event was only like a small dose of what she could do if she decided to use her powers that way. could end a fight before it even started.

makaria: ofc a goddess of death would be like the most powerful. fire (hellfire) powers, and shadow manipulation and basic magic and teleportation and also she doesn’t know it yet/hasn’t had a chance but she can manipulate the dead that are devoted to hades. also she’s gonna get her immortality one of these days so Full God Mak Aidoneus™

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tag meme :~)

i was tagged once again by @theinvisiblemonsters ty v much <3

a. age: i’m 17 but i turn 18 this year which is absolutely disgusting and should not be allowed to happen

b. birthplace: connecticut, one of the nicer cities too that i wish i actually lived in instead of just being born there but i’m confined to the gross part of ct where there’s absolutely nothing to do

c. current time: 1:36pm as of typing this specific part

d. drink you had last: orange juice, right out of the container like a teen in an original disney movie who’s about to miss the bus

e. easiest person to talk to: all of my best pals! except jam because all our convos are him bullying me and i can’t even tag him in this bc he has me blocked ;(

f. favorite song: ever? cars and telephones by arcade fire. but currentlyyyy idk  mayhaps sound of silence by simon and garfunkel like i said on a previous post only cause i’ve been listening to it a lot since contrapoints latest vid

g. grossest memory: when i got food poisoning at disney world. it was sososo bad, basically any experience where i’m sick is gross to me. otherwise i avoid any experience that will entail dirtiness or grossness. i’m not a germophobe i just hate feeling grimy

i. in love: only with my dog

j. jealous of people: honestly i’m just a really jealous person, i don’t mean to be i just am. i think i handle it good though because even if i am jealous of someone getting a better grade than me or my friends having other friends they could like better, etc etc. i don’t act on it like i don’t let it get me angry and i don’t blame it on other people, i’m aware it’s just my own personality flaw

the letter k got lost in the void rip in peace

l. love at first sight or should i walk by again: i don’t really believe in love at first sight, just ‘owo that person is cute’ but whatever happens happens

m. middle name: it’s celeste, i just go by it :^)

n. number of siblings: technically 3 i guess? i have two older brothers who are the same age, one on my dad’s side and one on my mom’s, but with the one on my dad’s side we didn’t even know of each others existence until i was 14 and we didn’t meet until i was 15. even now we don’t talk but he’s not a bad dude. so it really just feels like it’s my older brother on my mom’s side, me, and then my little sister

o. one wish: just to get through my entire college experience with good grades and hopefully the rest will fall into place

p. person you last called: if you look at my call logs it literally only calls from my mom or unknown callers/people tryna scam. i hate calling people and try to exclusively text

q. question you’re usually asked: “so why do you go by celeste instead of your first name?” that’s the main one, my reply is usually that i like it more which is true but also it’s a name that’s feminine and masculine (though normally it’s used as a girls name) so that’s why i prefer it over my very feminine first name

r. reading anything right now: currently 1984 by george orwell for english class and also animorphs kinda because my friend has been talking about it and i wanted to see what was up

s. song you last sang: stayin’ alive by the bee gees dhfadjkfds

t. time you woke up: 12pm, i skipped school bc i was tired ;( 

u. underwear color: black, when you’re emo everything you wear has gotta be black, thems the rules

v. vacation destinations: anywhere my friends are so florida, texas, georgia, canada, etc etc. but otherwise i wanna go to greece or maybe france so i can apply all these years of french classes

w. when was the last time you really laughed: i dunno, probably when i was texting my pals last night or the night before bc they make me laugh. that or from a meme/youtube video in the past week. there’s probably been a more recent one that i laughed at but the one that first comes to mind is THIS  fuckin video oh my god it’s so funny i think about it everyday

x. x-rays: the only times i’ve gotten x-rays are when they do it on my teeth at the dentists idk if those really count. it usually ends in them telling me i need braces and me going yeah totally then never getting them

y. your favorite food: idk it changes everyday, if i’m not really craving a certain food or type of it then it’s hard to me to eat anything else which is not a good trait to have as someone who’s poor and has to eat what’s given to them but honestly i rly just like sweet junk food (that is until i eat too much of it and then it switches to needing savory stuff)

z. zodiac sign: libra, but i don’t fit the stereotype at all

tagging: literally just anyone, i h8 tagging ppl cause it makes me feel annoying even though it’s not annoying but if you wanna do this then do it and feel free to tag me in it this is my guarantee that it will not annoy me ok bye

[albatris]

Here are a few for your wonderful OC's - 11, 15, 21, 37, and 41! And some Noa specific if you feel up to it ;) 2, 3, 16, 23, and 34 :) Oops there's loads.

!! Thank you friendo, much appreciated! Sorry I took a while to get to them, and also that I got super rambly because I like to answer for everyone and I genuinely don’t know when to stop :’))

11. what is one strange hobby/talent they have?

ummmmmm

okay alright strange talents here we go and idk if these really count

so Shara is that person with, like, magic technology hands, like your wi-fi isn’t working, she comes along and is like “have u tried this” and of course you have, you’ve tried everything six times over, but it will work for her, without fail, and you’ll look like an idiot

Kai is full of incredibly fascinating but absolutely useless survival tips, like, survival tips for perhaps every single kind of apocalyptic situation except the one that actually happened

Noa is the queen of Car Tetris, basically when you’re trying to fit a lot of suitcases and junk into the boot of your car but you’ve run out of room and everything’s overflowing and you’re crying bc you’ve got like three cases left to fit, give Noa thirty seconds and she’ll have everything packed super neatly with room to spare

Tris is not particularly good with numbers but is terrifyingly good at remembering those horrible wi-fi passwords that are just random numbers and letters?? like when people first go to his house and ask for the password they kind of just stand there mildly horrified when he just recites 30+ numbers right off the bat, usually entirely deadpan. He can also do it with other people’s phone numbers lmao

15. which OC did not sign up for this?

…all of them, every single one of them.

If I had to pick, probably Tris? I mean, the others kind of threw themselves into it at least somewhat willingly to begin with, Noa was all “heck yeah power to the people fight the system!!” and Kai was all “yay adventure and mystery!” and Shara was all “yay conspiracy theories!”

Tris was kind of just like “wait no stop”

I mean, it gets to the point where all of them are like “wait no stop” but god Tris just wanted his front door back the poor kid

21. any mental illnesses?

of the main characters, Tris has schizoaffective disorder depressive type, Noa has BPD, Shara has depression and severe social anxiety, and Kai is just kind of. anxious 24/7 about most things but is under the impression that that’s entirely normal ;-;

37. looks like they could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll, looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you, looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll, looks like they could kill you and could actually kill you, or sinnamon roll

lmao okay this is something that I have actually put a fair amount of thought into re AYFTB kids. and of course no one looks like they could kill anyone when I draw them because of my art style ahaha anyway

looks like they could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll = Tris (he never gets enough sleep and his blood is like 90% caffeine so he always looks dead inside god bless))

looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you = Kai (a massive harmless loser generally speaking, but is more observant than they let on and is always vaguely aware of the ways in which they could psychologically destroy you. probably won’t, would prefer not to, but could)

looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll = Shara (world’s biggest sweetheart in every sense of the word)

looks like they could kill you and could actually kill you = Noa (although to be fair, in that instance you probably had it coming)

sinnamon roll = Avery (chaotic neutral at best, declared himself god of an unreality for funsies, whispers meaningless cryptic shit to people on public transport just to screw with them)

I feel like I have to mention, on the subject of Tris and Noa, in like 90% of situations they put a great deal of effort into looking like they could kill people, it is an incredibly practiced art form/survival skill that is pretty much the only reason they make it through school because kids are horrible and mean lmao

41. cat or dog person?

I feel like AYFTB exists in a universe that is essentially our reality, except everyone is a cat person unless otherwise stated ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

most notable cat people are Tris and Avery, Shara is probably more of a dog person, and Kai is a both person who happens to be allergic to fur so probably more of a lizard person, or that person with a tarantula named Archibald or something idk. If I had to pick between cat or dog for Noa, I’d say cat, but in all honestly I can only picture her and Alice living together with several ferrets

aND OF COURSE I’m up for Noa specific questions all the time always

2. describe their personality in three words

passionate, adventurous, driven

3. how tall are they?

5′3!

16. who’s their favourite person?

I mean it’s probably Tris bc they’re BFFs and for ages and ages they didn’t really have anyone except each other, they’re super close and p much both ride or die at this point lmao

23. what are their flaws?

uhhhhh well she’s generally pretty closed-off and mistrustful of people especially when she first meets them, so she tends to shut people out even when she doesn’t want to because she struggles with letting herself be vulnerable. She’s a textbook perfectionist and holds herself to a ridiculously high standard, so she frequently pushes herself too hard and burns out, is like “wow I’m never doing that again”, and goes on to do it again like two days later. She can be super blunt without meaning to and sometimes lets her sarcasm go too far. She’s got terrible self-confidence and doesn’t really believe anyone would make the choice to be around her even though she’s literally such a delightful person I could go on and on

also, she’s got the worst sleeping patterns in the entire world

34. how old are they?

17 and a half

[emerssn-blog1]

hey fam !!! it me hanna & this is my new son (but more accurately fATHER) emerson !! i’m honestly so hyped to play him so hmu for plots :~~~) pls :~)

i’m not the only one who just saw milo ventimiglia walk by, right ? oh, wait, that was emerson beckett. i don’t know much about them besides that they’re thirty two years old and moved into golden horizons six years ago. everyone calls them the recluse because they’re reticent and solitary, but also altruistic and adroit. i’ve also heard he is currently a coffee shop owner and identifies as cis male.

k so this is emerson!!! he was born in a rly rly small town in georgia into a really big family!! edit: he was born on a farm this is an important detail otherwise none of thise makes sense lmao

im talkin big like .. he had six other siblings & he lived with many of his other relatives as well

he basically grew up in a very small gated neighbourhood - the kind where u go to school with the exact same small group of kids every year, u know all of ur neighbours stories and their parents know u and everyone’s just pals nd practically family

from a young age, emerson rly rly loved school strangely?? his family never considered it that much of a priority but emerson genuinely loved it and learned very quickly!! he read things on his own (anything he could get his hands on), lit knew the most useless random facts and would go around sharing them and yea sdjfjfsd he was a nerd since early on 

he was always interested in learning. for the rest of his family, after high school, it meant they were gonna continue working on the farm & carry on w what their parents do. but emerson wanted to venture out...learn more abt the rest of the world...

emerson finished his schooling quickly & graduated when he was 17 !! he wanted to go to university and move to the city and make his dreams of becoming a vet come true but his parents...disapproved 

so he stayed for another yr and planned on moving out on his own when he was 18!! 

another detail to note tho was that from childhood, he met the Ultimate Love of his Life. her name was savannah !! 

anyways she dreamed of moving to the city too?? it was always a thing of theirs to leave together nd live together it was very hopeful but yanno they didn’t know any better

when he was 18, sav and emerson moved to nyc !! emerson wanted to study biology nd she wanted to become an actress :-) his parents were still very much opposed but they supported him financially in regards to tuition, bc they highly doubted he’d last for very long

they were right , it was hella difficult ?? they didn’t help him out very much w money besides tuition so he was working a lot while studying

it wasn’t an ideal situation but he still got to live in the city, with his gf, and it was hard but he refused to prove his parents right?? so he stayed and worked rly rly hard but slowly his parents stopped financially supporting him as they gradually realized his choice was final

when he was in his 3rd yr of uni tho sav became pregnant .. so emerson naturally came to the conclusion that they can’t afford for him to go to school when he’s gotta work to support them & their baby so he dropped out rip

yea so now he’s working even MORE and it’s stressful and they can barely pay bills or do ... anything really

so even after the baby was born, they lived paycheck to paycheck. emerson never really bothered telling his family about his situation tbh

when their kid ( her name is theadora aka thea !! ) was four years old tho, savannah died after bein involved in a nasty car accident :( it was obviously very hard on both thea and emerson

in need of a fresh start, emerson moved to sf. he was still broke tho lol 

so yea !! he moved into golden horizons w thea and started workin in a coffee shop. over the yrs, he moved up positions & got highkey close w the owner but as the owner passed away 2 yrs ago, he was given the shop nd still runs it today!!

now its lowkey a mix of a coffee shop & a cheap book shop/library?? he collects all his faves heh

in general he’s still .. a pretty upbeat person he’s just a lil worn out bc life was....definitely not everything he ever dreamed of being and he’s sort of had to settle because of what was given to him but !! he isn’t like super emo about it u know he doesn’t like to think about it too much

he loves bein in the city but at heart is still a southern boy?? rly old fashioned bad w technology loves the outdoors loves nature and animals all that good stuff

he’s so sefless like he feels so guilty if he does something for himself?? esp after having a kid and even after living on his own w sav, he’s used to giving up stuff and making sacrifices for other people so ,, he just feels like someone else deserves help more than him?? someone gotta remind him to take care of himself too

tbh emerson has a lot of surface lvl relationships but not a lot of super deep ones just bc he’s so bad at maintaining relationships and unless someone initiates it then he hates making the first move bc he feels awkward and like he’s bein annoying 

but if he loves u he will stick with u no matter WHAT ,, for real

probs seems annoyed sometimes but rly he’s just in his thoughts too much nd in actuality is very nice !! 

literally carries around snacks everywhere just in case also probs hands out water bottles .. he is everyones dad ok

possible connections!!

any ex plot tbh but specifically, ex-fiance or ex- very very serious relationship?? i could see them having gotten into the relationship a few months or so after emerson moved to sf ( or anytime, really ) and things got pretty Real but in the end emerson wasn’t prepared to go all the way and ended things

ride or die - i live for brotps!!!! or any bff plots!!!!! give me all of them!!!!

friends w benefits?? emerson’s never gonna put a label on it and maybe ur muse feels the same way so for now they’re just foolin around ,, havin fun

like a lil sibling sort of?? just someone that emerson’s super protective of bc he’s the ultimate dad friend tbh. let him be ur designated driver for when ur drunk & lecture u on making responsible decisions

if ur neighbours with this boi hit me up

if ur chara lived in ny back in the day then maybe they were also really good pals with his ex gf aka the mother of his child?? that would be interesting bc emerson is still really attached

his bad influence ~~ the one that convinces him 2 take one night for himself, make dumb choices nd wake up the next morning not remembering anything!!

JUST PLOT WITH ME THX

[twinksauron]

all even questions bc even is good

putting this under a cut bcus reason lmao

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed? gay shit

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?its exactly six letters so nope

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?is this to be read as “wanted to have but never had” or can it be read as someone you had??? bcus then id say so but thats also cause i blame everything on myself so in reality i guess no????

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?who tf knows

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?dont remember exactly but during the winter ‘break’ i think???

12. Where did you sleep last night?my own bed in my own dorm. interesting i know

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?i mean theres probably shit i’d like to change but would i is a different question. anyone who’s watched some sci-fi know u dont wanna end up in some weird time-paradox bcus u fucked up the timeline big time

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?depends on how warm it is?? like if it’s Warm id like some of that rain pls

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?sweatpants. u gotta be comfy if u wanna watch the melodifestivalen

20. Does anyone like you?i sure hope so lmao

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?I SURE HOPE SO otherwise im really not sure what to make of this past year

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?YEAH i want more than one but what will probably be my first is one based on the first photo of a positron cause i wanna get a dirac related tattoo but getting a fuckn equation tattooed is a little too much even for me

26. What breed was the last dog you saw? no idea but it was cute!!!!

28. Have you ever kissed a football player? nope

30. Do you like text messaging?i mean yeah?? im not that fond of typing on my phone but since i’m better at communicating through text than speaking yeah

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?i’ve thought about it but not to the point where im considering it

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?im gonna interpret this as opposite gender lmao. then yeah!!

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?i dont like to think of myself as complicated but my emotions are a mess (emotional regulation is a mess too at times??) which i guess can lead to me somewhat complicated thx to not wanting to talk abt them

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?i do mean it, always. only that i say it too much so??

40. What made you start liking the person you like now?idk if remember exactly what made me like him first??? like i suck at pointing out specific things abt ppl. like w/ characters im not good at describing them really its more like i get a feel of the characters u kno??

42. What is wrong with you right now?what a question!! one of the simpler things that r wrong is that i wanna watch star trek all the time but i have no time!!!!

44. Does anyone disgust you?a lot of ppl i guess since a lot of ppl have disgusting political views and shit

46. Are you in a good mood right now?actually i think i am??

48. What color shirt are you wearing?its mostly grey but not exclusively 

50. Anyone you’re giving up on?give up on how exactly?

52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?what kinda giving up on r we talking abt here??? it feels like u could give up on ppl in different ways

54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?yeah its important to not die of dehydration 

56. Do you like to cuddle?yeah!!!!!

58. Do you get along with girls?about as well as i get on w/ anyone else i think

60. What do you carry with you at all times?since most of my time is spent at uni: my notebook, calculator, thermos, and some book to read. also headphones. i guess phone + wallet + key is a given??

62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?obv i can

64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?most of the time, yeah!!

66. How old are the last three people you kissed?20 and uhhhh i think the other two should be abt 19 and 23 now??? idk

68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print? zebra print probably

70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?   i dont know who luke bryan even is so lil wayne i guess

72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut? good question

74. What color are the walls in your room?  white

76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?    nope

78. What are your initials? m.l.t. stands 4 my little trotsky

80. Are you from the south? nope

82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?  kinda but also kinda not? 

84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?  i think i was in some gymnastics group for a really short time as a kid???

86. Do you smoke?    not really

88. Is your phone touch screen?no its screen touch

90. Have you ever snuck out of your house?no how would u even do that w/o anyone noticing i dont understand

92. Have you ever made out in a car? dont think i have, no

94. Are you single or in a relationship?in a relationship

96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?new years

98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits? nope

100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate? not hate exactly but???

102. Name your favorite Kesha song: the only one i remember atm is tik tok???

104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?  i mean i wouldn’t choose to but i would if i had to. idk what situation that would be but u never know