#i just want to quit so bad and get a job that’ll actually give me shifts and PAY ME FOR THE SHIFTS I FUCKING DO IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR

[rewritingcanon]

guess who just worked a 1am shift last week and didnt get a single dollar of it on payday 🤡🤡

[verilly]

Open Book

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Yoshida x Reader

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What’s to come: fluff, ooc yoshida, technically manga spoilers but not really, reader has an ex boyfriend, not proof read, gen I cannot tell if this is good or not haha pls tell me if it’s acceptable

Description: You can read everyone, except Yoshida. You soon make plans to get to know him better, they fail abruptly and he’s the one reading you instead.

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The seat next to you is empty, it always is. Your classmate is never here. You don’t exactly mind, he has a good excuse. The teachers love him, the girls love him, the guys want to be him. Hirofumi Yoshida.

You liked him too, he was nice to be around. Always so calm, it was sort of concerning. His smile was freaky and his eyes were dark, no light to be seen. His hair covered them nicely, you weren’t sure how he was even able to see. He had a small beauty mark under his lip towards the left side, it complimented him perfectly. Yoshida wore his uniform with his coat always worn properly. It was cute on him, nothing out of the ordinary. Though, his actual personality was quite strange. You could never place your finger on it, he was different from everyone else. He was extremely hard to read.

Fortunately for you though, Yoshida found you hard to read as well. You always found your way into his brain whether he liked it or not, lying at the back of his head at all times. Of course, that was usually because he had to focus on his job. If it weren’t for that, his main focus would be you completely.

Yoshida had been gone from classes for almost a week, this isn’t unusual. You weren’t lonely, you had other friends, but he was interesting and you were still in the middle of trying to decode him.

You felt bad for him, missing days of schoolwork because of “family emergency’s”. Not that you really missed his presence next to you though, right?

You didn’t need to miss him again because you two would regain all that time apart when you tutored him on all that he missed, whether it be school work or the latest gossip. He didn’t seem to mind your ramblings about the latest clubs, fashion trends, what the class average was, none of that. Yoshida listened to what you had to say, well… you hope he was listening. You still can’t really tell yet. He was a strange phenomenon, you could tell everything about everyone just by the way they breathed. Yoshida is strange. He’s crept up on you and scared you without meaning to. His presence is unknown until he makes himself visible. He breathes quietly, too quietly.

Today, Yoshida was back. You waved to him, he waved back. Nothing new. What is a good way to learn more about one another? What if you two were to hang out together after school, that sounds fun. Maybe you could do that after you give him your notes, yeah. That’ll work, and if he declines, then you’ll just have to think of something else.

“Hey Yoshida, you’re a popular guy, right?” You speak up, you were sat backwards on a chair so you could look at him up close. He was a lot more pretty up close. Yoshida nods and continued to scribble down more notes without looking up at you, “Do you have any free days? I’d like to hang out with you without it being related to school. We are friends, right?” You pout a little, his expression didn’t change. Maybe you will need to come up with a different plan.

“Mmm, yeah. We’re friends. I’m free tomorrow, and I’m done.” Yoshida looked up from his paper, he looked into your eyes. You quickly looked away, how awkward. You take back the note book as you praise him for his efficiency. Glancing at his notes, his handwriting was nice, but his notes weren’t as detailed as yours, “If we’re done now, I’ll be leaving.” Yoshida got up from his chair and began putting his notes in his book bag. His hands looked nice too, you noticed they were also slightly bruised. What does he even do after school?

Yoshida watched you for a second before waving a goodbye, you waved back. You hung your head down, you smiled to yourself. He said yes to hanging out with you. You couldn’t wait to learn more.

Yoshida thought about you, he was thinking exactly what you were. This hang out session would be a perfect way to learn more about you. He needed you. You knew a lot about everyone in this school, he needed to utilize that. Especially since his main mission is to protect Denji.

Getting you on his side wouldn’t be hard, it never is. Yoshida’s charm is unmatched, anyone would fall for him. You wouldn’t be an exception. You were cute, you caught Yoshida’s eye the first day he stepped foot into the building. The best part was that you were the most useful person to him in school, he listened to your ramblings. He hasn’t been here for long, but he knew a lot about everyone thanks to you. He wouldn’t even need to work hard to talk to you, you’re always the one starting to conversation anyways. Yoshida smiles to himself as he makes his way to Denji’s classroom. This will be easy.

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Tomorrow came in an instant, Yoshida was waiting for you to pack everything back in your book bag, his eyes were on you. You could feel them. The classroom emptied slowly, you said goodbye to your friends and shifted your full attention to Yoshida.

“Alright then! Let’s go, we’re not going to go far from school. All you need to do is follow me!” You grab your book bag and walked out of the classroom with Yoshida to your side, he loomed over you like a shadow.

The walk was nice, Yoshida actually spoke up first for a few conversations. They were mostly about school, but you liked to blurt out new interesting news going around.

“Did you know that some girl from class 2-A showed up to school drunk? Apparently it’s because she went through a bad break up!”

“Isn’t drinking illegal at our age?”

“Haha, yeah. I have no clue where she got it, maybe it was her parents?”

Yoshida’s voice was cool and collected, even when he was interested in what you had to say. His voice was soothing, you liked it a lot actually. Walking with him was nice, maybe you should do it more often.

“Oh, Yoshida! Are you in any clubs?” You asked, if he answers then you might be able to learn what his interests are! You’ve seen him stay after school a lot, so maybe he is in one.

“The Devil Hunters Club.”

“Oh. Really? I didn’t think you’d wanna be a Devil Hunter when you were older… Cool I guess” Your tone shifted slightly, The Devil Hunters Club. What a joke, it was just made recently and it’s been taking members from all the other existing clubs. That made you a little annoyed, the club you were partaking in had recently disbanded due to the lack of members.

“What about you?” Yoshida looked at you, his eyes were dark but mesmerizing.

“Well, I’m not in a club anymore. Maybe I should join the Devil Hunters Club? How is it so far?” You look up to the sky, releasing yourself from staring at Yoshida. You weren’t really interested in Devil Hunting, but you could fake it for him.

“I’m not sure. I already signed up, but I haven’t attended a meeting yet. Maybe I could bring you with me.” Yoshida smirked, you blushed just a little and stopped your walking.

“That’d be fun… Anyways, we’re here. This is the place!~” You gesture to the building in front of you. It was nice and large, in fact, it was an arcade. An arcade you used to spent most of your free time with friends, but recently you’ve been coming alone. The games Yoshida chooses to play would be a terrific way on understanding him more. The factors being; what the genre of game is, how well he plays them, and if he’d be willing to play games that he’s never played before and or you suggest! The plan was secured as you held the door open for him. “You brought your money, right? I can pay for you if you didn’t.” You smile and play generous, but in reality, you’re only doing this so he could like you better.

“It’s fine, I brought enough for myself.” Yoshida smiles back, he hands his money to the worker at the front desk as you two gather tokens, “An arcade? I didn’t think you’d be the type of person to like things like this.”

“What does that mean? I love this place, I love all the games they have here! I’m not like amazing at them, but their really fun…” You speak your truth while walking with him to a specific game you wanted to start the day off with, it was your absolute favorite game. Project Melody, it was simple rhythm game. The mechanics were easy to understand; tap, hold, swipe. This game specifically can tell you a lot about someone, some people refuse to play games like these because they don’t believe that it’s a “real” game. Some don’t play because they aren’t confident and don’t feel like trying. Some play and have no rhythm, which says a lot about ones character. Meanwhile some play and succeed or even overachieve. Things are going to play perfectly for you. “We can play this one first, yeah? It’s a single player thing, and I’m great at it! Watch me work.” You giggle as you sit down on the game’s chair and select a song you were the most confident with after inserting one of your many tokens.

The song had an absolutely amazing vibe, the lyrics were passionate, the singer was powerful, and the musical chart was perfectly matching the melody. A full combo, you gleefully turn back to look at Yoshida. He looked amused at your situation. “Alright Yoshida, how about you try and play as good as me? I’m a master at this game so ask me if you need any help!~” You joke, but you slightly wished he would indeed need help. Yoshida looked at you and sighed as he sat down slightly, the game booth was small for him. You laugh to yourself and watch him play. You couldn’t tell if he chose a song at random, but the song he selected was an up beat song with questionable lyrics. He was good, but not as good as you. You look at him with pride after he finishes, “I can see why you like this game so much, [name].” Yoshida says as he lifts himself back up.

“Ohohoho, not a full combo? Don’t worry your little head, some people just aren’t as gifted as me!” You laugh, he scoffs to himself as you two walk around the arcade again.

Making your way to another game, it was bigger. Big enough for two people to stand inside of, specifically a shooting game. One you had enough practice on.

“Yoshida, are you afraid of zombies?”

“Not really, they aren’t real so their isn’t anything to be afraid of.” Yoshida looked smug as usual, nothing about his expression changed. Is he keeping his guard up or was he always like this?

A two player zombie shooting game, Yoshida was terribly good at it. Maybe this one’s his favorite? You died first and he snickered at your failure, you watched him play. He was still so good even after you try and grab his attention to focus on something else. You tried your best to make him fail, you didn’t succeed. He continued until the word “WIN” was seen on the screen. He hit the jackpot, tickets started shooting out of the machine. You complimented him and groaned internally.

The trip was a delight, you two played together for a long time. Your time spent here was the most fun you had in awhile, so fun in fact, it had slipped your mind to pay attention to your surroundings.

“Hey, do you want anything to drink? I can get you water or something.” You ask, you’re throat had been getting dry after all the walking and talking you’d been doing.

“Sure that’s fine, I’ll come with you.” Yoshida stood up from the booth and made his way next to you

“You don’t need to do that, it’s only a small trip to the lounge.” Despite your best efforts, Yoshida continued to follow you to order a few beverages.

The drink you ordered was sweet, it was the house special. Perfect for a picture, Yoshida ordered the same thing as you. His face was pretty while he spoke to the ‘bartender’. You closed your eyes and turn your head as you could feel your face turning red.

“Why are you back here, [name]?” You heard a familiar voice perk up from behind you, your ex. “Is this your new boyfriend?” You turn around to face him, he was just as disgusting as ever. You forgot he also spent his time here, you should have never chosen this place.

“He’s not my boyfriend. We’re just hanging out as friends, why don’t you still understand that?” You scoff as you grab your drink and pay. Yoshida was still by your side, you slowly shift further away. “And why would you care?”

“Why wouldn’t I care? You still like me, it-“ He spoke up, his voice was annoying. It’s burnt into you brain. You would never be able to emotionally recover from him, he was nice while he lasted.

“Shut up.” You raised your voice, you shocked yourself a little. Yoshida looked at you, his face was concerned. He shouldn’t be concerned for you. You could read his face just a little better, his eyebrows were furrowed just the slightest.

“What, you wanna look cool in front of your new boy toy?” He stepped closer to you, you step back

“Don’t cause a scene, bitch.” You spit out, his whole existence made you mad. You couldn’t look at his face, “Let’s go, we can keep the tickets and coins for later…” You step further away and gesture to Yoshida to leave.

“If you two aren’t together, why is it ‘we’?”

“I don’t know why you’re acting like this, you’re the one who broke it off!” You sigh and walk away, your ex soon latched onto your arm, his grip was tight.

“Let go.” Yoshida separated you from your ex with a swift shove, his glare was strong. You stare at your ex, he had fallen to the floor. You look at your arm, is was definitely going to bruise soon. You leave the arcade, you probably won’t be allowed back in for causing a scene. You mutter a few curses as you stepped out of the building.

Yoshida trailed behind you. You didn’t dare look him in the eyes, your ex’s voice faded away. All noise did. Your face was red from embarrassment, what would Yoshida think of you now? In fact, you were tearing up. You hid your face from him and stumbled into a small cafe.

“Go sit down, thanks for helping me” You lift your head up to face him, you didn’t look at him though. “I’m going to the bathroom, order anything you want. I’ll be paying!” You pep up your voice and give him a thumbs up before going to the restroom as hot tears slipped from your eyes.

Yoshida was kind and mature, he didn’t think he had anything for you. He just wanted to use you so his mission could succeed, that’s why he pushed your ex of you, right? He sat down uncomfortably, the cafe was nice. You were nicer though, he noticed your red eyes, he wanted to say something, but he decided against it.

He watched you make your way to the restroom, your head was hung low. He feels bad for you, maybe he should deal with the ex problem himself. He knows he has enough power to get rid of him. Then again, that isn’t something a normal high schooler would do. He’s trying his best to keep an uneventful life and keep things under control behind the shadows, using you was his plan to know everything about everyone. You weren’t easy though, he couldn’t read you, but now your barriers were gone and you were defenseless. He didn’t want anyone else seeing that, maybe that’s why he stepped in.

Yoshida ordered a coffee and a small dessert, he wasn’t planning on making you pay. You walk back from the restroom, your face was less red and covered in small splashes of water. You smile at him and order something for yourself.

“Yoshida, you don’t think any less of me now, right?” You sweat just a tad while looking at him

“No, everyone has relationship problems at some point. It’s normal-“

“Do you think everyone else sees me as calm and collected and cool like I see you?” You blurt out, your barriers were indeed fully gone.

“Where is this coming from?”

“It’s just that, I’ve been playing this facade so I wouldn’t have to be alone again. You’re different from everyone else and I can’t read you at all, and I’ve basically been training my entire life for stuff like that! It feels so dumb, I planned this trip so I could get to know you better but it failed and now I feel bad.” You kept going on and on, “I’m sorry. I said a lot.”

“It’s okay, I don’t mind. I like listening to you.” Yoshida smiled, this time it was sincere and you weren’t scared off.

“Oh, and I’m sorry you had to be caught up in all that stuff…” You put your head in your hands and sigh

“No seriously [name], it’s fine. I like hanging out with you, even if it’s not the way you planned it out to be.” Yoshida’s voice was soft, softer than you’d ever heard him before. You blush just a little bit, it would be unnoticeable to others, but you were an open book to Yoshida now.

“Thanks for being my friend, Yoshida. You’re great.” You smile back, your heart aches for him. You ignored it and concluded your hang out session for the day.

Yoshida smiled, he knew you already fell for him. Though he didn’t notice he’d slightly fallen for you too.

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A/n: I wasn’t on hiatus or anything sorry for not posting I was just writing this and also tests started back up and after school activities blah blah

Hashtag this fanfic might be just a bunch of one shots, like there might be a part two to this I don’t know…

I love yoshida but my small little brain is just NOT WORKING I HAVE IDEAS BIT I CANT PUT THEM I TO WORDS

anyways would u guys b ok if I posted pics of this y/n (who happens to be an oc) and Yoshida pics like cute little cute things

ALSO MANGA SPOILERS!!!!!! (If/when I make a part two)

[trashyswitch]

The Truth - A Short Essay by Pocket

⚠️This essay will talk about suicidal ideation, and generational beliefs as well as religious beliefs. Read at your own risk.⚠️

For the last few days, I’ve been experiencing intense muscle pain, migraine headaches, and fatigue beyond comprehension. I haven’t been able to write in 2 days, which made my mental health completely fall flat onto its face. This afternoon…I was completely ready to give up. Ready to quit my job, quit therapy, stop eating, stop drinking, stop contributing to society, just…stop existing. I was ready to give into my selfish desires. I spent a good 3 hours thinking about how everything came to be this bad. How I expressed my anger and frustration with my predicament, and how my parents took offense and read my frustration as ‘having an attitude’. What I was trying to explain to them, went completely over their heads because they were focused on how much I was taking their money, their strategies and their life lessons, for granted. And…they are not wrong. I was taking the therapy sessions for granted. But…nonetheless, I did not like being yelled at and ridiculed for being a bratty, inconsiderate child…and so, I left in a huff and went out to the deck. 

I contemplated ending my life a few times within those 30 minutes. But, even if I wanted to, I didn’t have any way to go through with it as quickly and as painlessly as I wanted. So I sat in my anger and my pain, bawling my eyes out. My mom came out and talked to me about why she got angry, and our conversation became more civil. But I was still far from okay. But…regardless of how mentally unstable I was, I couldn’t deny the truth: I had made a revelation: 

I realized that I do so much for other people in my family, and no one in my family ever does anything for me back.

Well…that’s somewhat of a lie. My family members do things for me that they believe will help me get better and cheer me up. But…it doesn’t. It never does help. It just leaves me unchanged. Almost everyone does what they think is going to help me, and no one ever really bothers to ask me ‘what do you need right now?’. And the only few people that actually do ask me that…aren’t even in person. They ask me over text or videocall, because they’re over in the United States, living their own lives. People in different parts of the world who only somewhat know me…understand what I actually need…even more than the people I spent my whole in-person life with. 

And that…is just depressing in its own right. When complete strangers know your needs better than the people you spent your whole life with…that’s when your whole world view shifts.

But I think the other problem is…I don’t even know what I want…What I need at that moment…And maybe that’s because I was never taught, or never understood…that I could want something that isn’t materialistic…

Every year, my parents and family members buy me everything I want for christmas…everything I want for my birthday…Everything I want for my adoption day. But they never once give me what I really want: A long hug. A kiss. A cuddle session. A few minutes of tickles. Something that’ll help my mental health a lot more. They believe temporary gifts will make me happy, when that cannot be further from the truth…I just want to feel genuinely loved. But…I never felt safe to ask for those things…because I felt that I was asking too much of them. 

My whole life…My mother and father have taught me to accommodate others and put others' considerations over my own. Even the church I grew up in told me to do the same thing with humility in my mind because then God will be pleased with you, and you will be rewarded with a place in heaven. And one little slip-up, and you’re on a road down to hell. So…I did as I was told. As I got older, I was told to read family members’ minds and clue into subtle hints about what they want. If my mom said ‘I wish the fairy would come and wash the dishes’, then it was my duty to be that ‘fairy’ and wash the dishes.

But while I was learning and following both my parents’ and Gods’ example, almost everyone else seemed to be worrying about themselves. My peers only worried about what they themselves wanted rather than what the teacher wanted. They chose to get dressed in their own clothes and stand up to their own parents instead of doing what their parents wanted them to dress in and do. I did this for 17 years. And…I feel no different. In fact, I feel my mental health worsened because I was not allowed a balance. In fact by age 17, my mom was still picking out my clothes. And even then, she told her friends that ‘she (her daughter, me) doesn’t like anything I pick out’. And that hurt, because those moments of selfishness…were being shut down. And the many acts of selflessness I WAS showing, was being overlooked because I did a selfish thing this one time. 

“Do so much, be ridiculed for doing one thing one time”...That was my mom's parenting strategy in 12 words or less. But I don’t blame my mom for those selfless attitudes…I blame the generations before her, that nurtured such attitudes into my mom, and countless others. I hold those earlier generations accountable for what they taught the Gen-X generation and the Millennial generation: That selflessness is good, and selfishness is bad. 

It was the gen-x’s that nurtured such beliefs into their children…and it was the Gen-X and millennials that nurtured those beliefs into the media and shows I watched growing up. One piece of media that stuck out to me, was Barbie in A Christmas Carol, where Edith was seen as the ‘bad guy’ for being selfish and therefore, ignorant to other people’s needs and wants. But through the usual Christmas Carol story by Charles Dickens, Edith learns to be selfless and put others first over herself. And…that’s how the story ends. The whole story of A Christmas Carol, is a purely fictional story with a backwards, easy-to-misunderstand moral: Put others’ needs before your own. 

I think instead of “Always put others before yourself”, they should emphasize the importance of balancing selflessness and selfishness. And though the Gen-Z’s seem to have lots going against them, they do have at least one thing right: In order to help others, you need to be able to help yourself. And that’s something I severely lack right now…I am the master at helping others, but…I fail to know even the first thing about how to help myself get better. How to treat myself in healthy ways. How to reward myself in helpful ways. How to feel personal reward for showing kindness to others. And I should’ve been learning that from the get go. 

The hard part is…my attempts to be selfish are still ridiculed and judged by my parents. And they will continue to ridicule me for showing such foreign beliefs and concepts. Arin Hanson’s little joke about racism and judgements being turned into the quick phrase “You’re not ME! WaaAAH?!” is funny…but immensely true. People judge because they don’t see eye-to-eye on certain opinions. And I know very well how to make people feel understood and listened to. But…who is going to do the same for me? Is there anyone who’s willing to return the selfless acts to me? 

Anyone? 

Yes…there is. But in return, I have to accept that ultimately, that person is going to be as broken as I am: Selfless and never selfish. And once I accept that…then maybe rehabilitation for the both of us...is possible. 

We have seen endless examples of selfishness being pushed way too far. But…the truth is…there are just as many examples of selflessness being pushed way too far as well. Examples that lead to mental health struggles, physical health struggles, sexual health struggles, and even social health struggles. Not being able to advocate for yourself and your own needs…damages every part of your being in a domino effect. I, myself, have attempted to end my life twice because of this social problem. And countless people end up into all sorts of trouble for this very reason. Those people who ‘pulled up their bootstraps and kept going’? They may have died from heart failure due to holding their pain in for decades at a time. All those family members who drowned their pains and sorrows in alcohol? What do you think were those sorrows they were trying to drown? 

Unfortunately…Chronic selflessness is rarely ever seen represented within the media. And while the Gen-Z and Alpha generations are trying to make it known…there’s only so much they can do before they’re ‘disproved’ by a ‘smarter’, ‘more wise’ person of an older generation. And while I am open to interpretation, I am not open to insults and ridicule in the comment section. I already experienced enough of that in my own life. 

So: I'm not going to end my life over such ridicule. Instead, I would like to make chronic selflessness as understood and recognizable as chronic selfishness. And I hope you do as well.

Thank you for reading. 

~TrashySwitch/Pocket

[lavenoon]

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Mom said it is my turn to spark a timeline fkdjhgjkhd

Very curious about what you have planned hehe XD

(also no need to answer this today since it's almost sleepy times for you I just saw your tags and had to share my first thought about it fkjghkjldh)

So for context, yesterday dear Chaotik tagged me in this post, and, well...

What if they did know each other sooner?

First of all I want to lead with the disclaimer that this was just a pre-bedtime idea I’m kind of fleshing out, no promises I’ll do anything with it. I don’t even have a solid name for this timeline (yet) (kicks “Nestlings AU” under the couch where no one can see)

For this, I’m jumbling the circumstances a good bunch again - Sun, Moon, and Eclipse live in the same city as Y/N. Also there’s more but I’m not telling you yet (: 

Eclipse gets Sun and Moon a job at the agency - and they begin their training period, hesitantly hopeful that maybe this job will be more fun than the others they’ve had. Maybe this will be something they can settle for. I’ve mentioned it before, but these two used to job hop a lot - staying at most a year at any given place before they become dissatisfied and look for something more. 

The agent job only feels different because it’s something so out there - good luck finding that job listing online! And perhaps it’s something the brothers can use to connect to each other, in this very rough phase where none of them dare to address deeper issues because they don’t know how to even breach much less vulnerable topics. If they could come home and gossip about the same workplace and people, well… That would be nice, wouldn’t it? They could feel like a family. 

So the two start their training, pick out their code names, and… and it’s not terrible. It’s not quite what they had hoped for, still missing something, and yet they can’t say just what it is they would need to truly accept the job. It’s even kind of fun, whenever they forget that strange restlessness spurring them on. 

Dawn excels quickly at the more social aspects of agent work - pleasant smiles, polite conversations, he’s got one of those faces, you know? He starts leaning into it, dressing up and giving off the best “Me? A secret agent? Surely you jest” vibes known to man. That’s just Dawn, the nice, sunny animatronic, who likes to dress fancy! As far as agents (in training) go, he’s eccentric, but effective.

Dusk hates that kind of stuff, but no one tops his speed when it’s about training courses within and outside of the building, and handicaps like the trainer deciding to change the light/ sight conditions barely bother him with his access to night and thermal vision. He’s somewhat quiet, but everyone else already clocks him as a menace as soon as he grins like a Cheshire Cat upon completion of a parkour. 

Eclipse meanwhile continues to work his way up the ranks, no longer an assistant by the time Sun and Moon start their training, but he’s eyeing that lead researcher position and there’s very little that could deter him from trying to get there. 

As for the family vibes… It works, a little. Eclipse gets a huge kick out of asking “So, how was training?” in the most parental tone he can muster. Sun and Moon pretend to be bothered, but deep down they don’t begrudge him a bit of teasing. They may grumble a bit, and then eventually sigh and lean into it too. Shrug and a “Well, training, y’know?” They can all squabble a bit, with Eclipse nudging them more because they’re all laughing and yeah maybe it’s silly and all just jokes, but at last he feels like part of the circus after being trapped in the audience for too long. Do I say this to make a jesters reference or because it’s accurate to how ridiculous they are? Yes. 

They still have bad days, and fights - and the transfer they were already “threatened” with looms in the distance. That’s when they start thinking maybe that’ll help, actually - they can call, and text, and just stick to the fun bits and not lash out at each other anymore. That’s where in canon, too, their relationship starts freezing. 

In this timeline though? 

One day there’s a commotion - something about HQ being “infiltrated” by a civilian. 

The next night, a new recruit starts training, and suddenly things become actually interesting. The newbie is a bit wide-eyed, and seems to not quite know what to make of things. They chat up a couple people and seem not very impressed, which only earns them a few stink eyes. 

Dusk suddenly can’t slack off anymore. He had that perfect balance between staying on top of everyone while putting in as little effort as he can get away with. But then suddenly there’s someone keeping up with him, and starting up a casual conversation. 

“Hey, uh, is everyone here a stick in the mud?” 

He nearly trips when he starts cackling. 

The newbie slows with him in concern, but he just grins at them like the menace he is. 

“You’ll want to use that head start. I’ll catch up.” 

“Oh, bet.” 

To his absolute delight, they win. 

They shrug off an introduction, saying they haven’t picked a code name yet. Dusk proceeds to call them random words as “code name suggestions”, but it’s all things like “Hey, Broom!” “Carpet, watch out!” and the newbie swears up and down if they weren’t faster than him and couldn’t outrun his stupidity they’d have to kill him. 

And then the idiots race again.

And again - a good bunch over time. Moon comes home after that first time and seems unusually eager to talk about work, though Eclipse doesn’t complain. Sun just jokes how he’s curious if he’ll meet them too.

And he does! But unlike their already trained talent in parkour, their acting skills are a bit lacking. He watches them fumble for a bit before he approaches them, introduces himself as Dusk’s partner, and then asks them if they’re alright - those new job jitters sure are something! And they sigh, ignoring the out he’s giving them, and explain that no, they just really don’t know how to act in these scenarios.

Well, don’t mind if he does, then. 

“Well, who are you right now?” 

“Huh?” 

“What role are you playing? Any character needs to be crafted first, then you can start thinking of what script you’re working with.” 

There’s a small pause as they look at him (perfect poker face - well, at least they got that down), and he starts to fidget. But then they huff, and crack a smile. 

“That’s the cheesiest way anyone’s ever successfully explained something to me. Got any other pointers?” 

And boy, does he! 

Eclipse hears a lot of stories about the newbie, then. He’s drawing his own conclusions <3 

(And he’s not really wrong)

Robin first introduces themself to Dusk, who immediately has to be funny about it.

“Like the bird?” 

“No, you imbecile. Robin Hood.”

“Imbecile yourself. Why him?”

“Dude lives in the woods with his friends and steals from the rich, what’s not to admire?” 

“You’re thinking of corvids, little bird.” 

“I’m going to kill you.” (They don’t <3)

Dawn at the very least respects their namesake, though he earns himself a withering glare when he declares that their pickpocketing skills are a sight to be seen, and they’d make for an adorable little thief. That sticks, too <3 

“But Luce,” you say, “Where’s the fun in this timeline if they all know each other from the start?”

We still get a reveal, some time down the road, after enough of the early stage shenanigans. 

Eclipse likes to shop around, buying things he can reasonably acquire in local stores to then dissect them and figure out how they work. Little pet projects for improvements, and to practice and keep himself sharp in those phases when he’s stuck only doing paperwork at work.

Y/N meanwhile starts frequenting some stores selling home security and other “spy gadgets”, always looking for novelty items and thus forcefully learning how to deal with disappointment. 

One day they grab a little pen camera - only to hear someone cheerfully suggest they pick another one, that one really isn’t worth the money. 

After they startle, they turn, and blink - another celestial animatronic. Huh. Who would’ve thought those are so common? 

He introduces himself, and then explains he dissected one of them before, and the camera is unfortunately functionally useless. The wiring’s too fickle, he had to fix up quite a lot to get his in working order - 

“But you got it? In working order?” 

“Huh? Oh, yeah, sure!” 

“Do you take commissions? Or, uh, actually, would you teach me?” 

He never really had to think about that - but boy is he on board! Sure, he’d love to walk them through it! 

They buy two then, one for him to demonstrate and one for them to follow along with. If they mess up, they have the one he worked on, and if they manage, well, guess they have - … friendship spy pens?

Eclipse loves the idea of friendship spy pens. 

Y/N doesn’t mention that they know two other (or, well, one other?) celestial animatronics, because they do take the secrecy seriously now that they have a civilian friend - they feel all cool and mysterious about it, dork. 

Eclipse usually visits them - he’s eager to go out, and really enjoys finding new routes to their place. Workshop hangouts often stretch into movie hangouts and, after Y/N insists on buying a charging cord for him after his first crash at their place, sometimes sleepovers. 

He gets to brag about his friend now, too - and this is where all brothers are idiots, and no one connects the dots. 

For a while! And we’re keeping up with the trend that Eclipse makes any reveal a speedrun - he finds out first. 

He visits them at home so often,  gets to casually talk to them all the time, and hears so many stories from Sun and Moon, he just starts becoming more and more suspicious as time goes on. 

And when one day Moon bemoans his little bird stealing his hat, just for said hat to lie on Y/N’s couch? Eclipse blinks, and then nearly gives them a heart attack. 

“So you are Robin. My brothers simply cannot shut up about you.” 

He makes quick work of quelling any panic though - it’s fine, really, after all, if they didn’t know that just means that Sun and Moon are doing their job right! 

Then there’s the prompt invitation to mess with the two, and frame it as an accident to HQ. Eclipse simply invites his friend home, whom he couldn’t have known is also an agent, because both Y/N and Sun and Moon took the secrecy so seriously! (: 

Sun/ Moon get the shock of a lifetime and, for a moment, have no clue how to feel about it - but then Y/N exaggerates an innocent shrug before breaking into a grin, and suddenly they feel a little calmer. Still grumble and shoot Eclipse a glare, but it’s on the same level as their usual bit.

HQ lets them get away with it, but Agent River already feels like these new recruits are going to test her nerves. 

She’s right.

By the time Sun and Moon are done with their training and thus supposed to be shipped off, Dusk, Dawn, and Robin have already become a set, “do not separate.” The higher ups begrudgingly indefinitely postpone the transfer after Robin makes it clear they aren’t leaving their home any time soon, even after they finish their training.

HQ, at some point, demands one of them at least move. 

Sun/ Moon, Eclipse, and Y/N, Looking At Each Other: … We can do that

HQ is tired. River feels like she needs three baby leashes, and one of them isn’t even under her command. She just gets another coffee in her “World’s best Mom Supervisor” mug.

It’s the fast burn timeline (as far as I will ever be able to write anything “fast” relationship wise), because they have the least walls up, and are all very eager to fix things/ enjoy things as they come <3

[leave-me-alone-please]

Your rules don’t concern me

Y’all know what? All these silly things don’t matter. We’re all gonna die one day and I don’t care if I will die young. So I have decided that I’ll just have a little fun until then. I’m going to every party I want to go to, I’m gonna see all the bands live and I’ll dress in outfits so outrageous that even the fellow queers will view me as too flamboyant. I’m gonna do as many drugs as I want and I’m gonna eat whatever the fuck I want and I’m gonna listen to music as loudly as I want.

Now y’all might say: yeah, that’ll kill you longterm but also just make you really sick and miserable shortterm. But here is where you are wrong. Because I said I’ll do whatever I want and honestly I like my peace and quite and fantasy books more than parties most days and I really don’t like that many bands who come to my city and I only even feel like drinking alcohol or caffeine every once in a blue moon and I get sick at the thought of eating meat. And so doing what I want will probably turn out fine.

And I’ll go protest for what I believe in the ways that I believe are right. Yes, that does mean nuanced slogans at protest (they tend to confuse others a lot) and issue based engagement rather then system based because as much as I’d like to change the system that won’t get us anywhere caus people are way to brainwhased for that. Meanwhile issues are something you can actually convince people on and if you do that with enough issues you’ll get them to see the system is shit in the end. So yeah, fuck my local punks who fight every issue with the same five lines about ending capitalism cause that is going to alienate people instead of getting them aboard for the cause.

Yes, I’m only going to work 20 hours a week and only work fun things and I treat them as my own little game and not give a damn about rude people at my job and just laugh at them. So far this has worked out great for me and all of my coworkers and bosses love me. And yes I’m gonna wake up at noon or in the evening and you can’t stop me. The amount of serotonin that I get about not living in a way that society deems proper and still succeeding at life is unmatched. And the amount of fury I get from punks for not fitting into their idea of punk amuses me to no end.

The only bad thing that will probably happen is that I’ll go deaf eventually which is a bit sad but I love listening to my screamy music loud and I’ll start learning sign language as soon as possible and treat it as not my problem when other people can’t talk to me in a language I understand. Like dude, I speak 6 languages, clearly I’m not the problem here.

Anyways, what I’m trying to say is I’m sick of being depressed and I’m sick of working so hard to fit in, so in the past year I’ve been taking the steps of just not doing that anymore. Radical acceptance of myself and contempt for unnecessary rules and a middlefinger to the goal of prolonging my life as long as humanley possible. Growing old is not a goal, it’s a prison.

[casliveblog]

Custom Toonami Block Week 183 Rundown

The Witch from Mercury: It’s been two months since Suletta beat Shaddiq and Miorine’s off doing PR shit and business meeting being your standard Single Female Lawyer type badass businesswoman, but she’s trusting Suletta with her most important tasks at home which makes her happy. As testing goes forward there’s sort of an underlying anxiety among the club-like initial corporate group that Miorine’s gonna turn it into a for real company and get rid of them and all their high school antics (and honestly in terms of pure utilitarianism she probably should, like these guys are not very good at this, but for sentimental reasons we’re gonna treat that like it’s a bad idea). Meanwhile there’s a plot to kill Miroine’s dad from inside the Fortune 500 amd Shaddiq’s dad is just like ‘that’ll never work count me out’ but Shaddiq hears about it and hires up the Lagoon Company from earth to go help kill him which happens to involve hijacking the spaceship Guel’s currently serving out his Chazz Princeton rich boy humbling arc on so that’s kind of a lot. Meanwhile meanwhile, Suletta’s really excited about giving little phone charms to Miorine to share with her and I’ve watched enough anime to know anytime an anime schoolgirl skips down the street giggling about how great something will be, something is about to go horribly horribly wrong. There’s a New Fake Ceres and apparently this one’s the horny one because he just comes right onto Suletta saying that Miroine’s basically enlisted Suletta into a loveless political marriage like the Clintons and he wants to be her Monica Lewinsky so yeah that’s all kinds of fucked up and I feel like I’ve very much aged myself with that reference but I stand by it. Suletta’s a good lesbian and tells him to fuck off and even she notices the changes in him despite being a complete idiot to social clues so this guy’s not doing a very good job at acting. Turns out the worst is yet to come though as Miorine’s back and has hired people to take care of all the domestic shit she was having Suletta do and even hired Ceres to split the product testing workload with her (though if I remember correctly the Cereses can only pilot Gundam stuff by sitting on cockpits of broken glass and having bodies enhanced to resist broken glass so idk if that’ll hurt the company’s numbers or what). So this is actually a really good dilemma, like from Miorine’s perspective she’s been putting too much on Suletta and wants to make sure she doesn’t overwhelm her because she does care about her and Suletta is kind of a flighty ditz so you don’t want to give her too much, but from Suletta’s perspective Miorine’s taking back all that trust she put in her and devaluing their relationship and saying she’s not needed. It’s like Suletta’s a housewife and Miorine hired a maid but Suletta likes doing housewife shit and doesn’t wanna sit around drinking brandy and complaining about the neighbors, it’s a neat little conflict where you can see where they’re both coming from and I quite like it. Ummm also Prospera’s meeting with Miorine’s dad so hopefully she doesn’t get caught up in the Lagoon Company assassination attempt or else we’d be out the only two parental figures our main characters have.

Inuyasha The Final Act: Following up on last time, Kaede confirms that the will of the Jewel itself is what’s sealing Kagome’s power now that she’s become too strong, similar to how Midoriko’s will sought Kohaku and Koga being absorbed in order to make the jewel whole and purify Naraku, there’s a lot of Jewel Shenanigans in the back half of this series. Meanwhile demons are challenging Sesshomaru because he’s got no weapon, one arm, and a kid with the last jewel shard with him, but luckily Sesshomaru’s so overpowered he can literally beat 90% of the cast with one hand rotting in his father’s grave. Still, now we get the big reveal that Naraku’s working with the evil part of the jewel itself, Magatsuhi and Naraku’s just like ‘you better get off your ass and do something or else the good guys are gonna win’ because Naraku will literally do anything to get out of fighting for himself. So Magatsuhi uses part of Naraku’s body to basically possess a chunk of him and become a pseudo-incarnation and like… for the big bad of the series, mastermind behind the corruption of the jewel and murderer of Midoriko, this guy’s mid as fuck like he has genuinely no aura whatsoever and is not much of a physical threat at this point in the series, shown by his main strategy being literally immortal and hiding behind the peanut gallery so Inuyasha can’t do his big AOE attacks. He does manage to corrupt Kohaku’s shard and knock Kagome out with Conqeror’s Haki but like unless you’re specifically Sesshomaru working at 25% power he’s not very threatening. Still Sesshomaru shows off that he has healing powers and always has but is just too stubborn to use them and transforms into his Full Demon form, where Jaken confirms a long-standing theory I had as a kid that Full Demon Sesshomaru is the peak of his physical strength but sacrifices his aura and strategy which is why Inuyasha was able to take him down so easily in like episode 4, it’s just a big strong punching bag. Still, Sesshomaru can injure Magatsuhi’s ghost form with the Tenseiga, but it isn’t strong enough to hurt his physical body so he’s swallowed up, going through an existential crisis with Inuyasha shouting at him that he’s stupid if he’d rather die than be shown up by the person he gave his technique to and we don’t actually see if but Sesshomaru does let go of all of it, his attachment to the Tessaiga, the mildly shitty thing his dad did to him in getting him to make a new ultimate attack for the main character, and his renewed compassion for the people around him, culminating in the formation of the Bakusaiga, the ultimate in badass swords ten times stronger than the Tessaiga’s base attacks and with the added ability of poisoning any regeneration attempts, it’s so fucking broken it sounds like something someone playing Inuyasha on the playground would make up and I love it. He blows away Magatsuhi’s physical body but the ghost escapes, leaving Kohaku’s shard no longer unobtainable by Naraku and Kagome in a fucking coma so between that and the powerup it’s kind of a wash.

Castlevania: Trevor’s feeling some existential angst about going from being a wandering brigand to being a pair of wandering brigands in a healthy relationship and has a nice little talk with the mayor about both of their worries until both they and Sypha’s group see carved symbols around the town, now these aren’t all the same symbol like claiming the place for the Hell Sympathizers of the Priory but they’re different symbols so I’mma go out on a limb and say they’re either runes for a ritual or markings for where key positions of a more formal takeover/sacrifice will be. Alucard’s still off training his Japanese sword twins and is just having fun being a pseudo-father figure to them and again I’ve seen enough anime to know when something will likely go horribly wrong. Sypha confronts Saint Germain about him sneaking around the Priory with glowing rocks and once they meet up with Trevor he eventually admits he’s after the magical multiverse portal that can cross space and time and Sypha and Trevor come to the obvious conclusion that the demon that landed in the Priory is using said magical multiverse portal to unlock unlimited power and exert influence over the cultists and Germain’s just like ‘well fuck, I didn’t think of that’ despite having all the pieces way longer than these two have, like come on man.

Konosuba: So about that Kazuma rescue arc… yeah, not gonna happen. Kazuma’s enjoying his life in the capital and being the scumbag we all know he is (though honestly not as big of one as he COULD be, still pretty bad though) and he cultivates the Onii-chan relationship with Iris that he’s always wanted. It’s interesting because we actually do get a good look at how the war against the Devil King is affecting the world at large, even Kazuma’s like ‘somebody should do something about that’ even though HE’S the one supposed to be doing something about that, which is pretty funny. Eventually the gang DOES come to get him back once he’s been a bit too indulgent but they agree to stay for one more night so Iris can say goodbye. During the party Darkness gets hit on by a bunch of obnoxious flowery guys talking about how pretty she is in increasingly ostentatious ways which this may be me thinking too much about it but maybe she’s just a masochist because everyone spends so much time kissing her butt she’s literally bored of all the ways they invent to say how great she is and pain and degradation are somehow more ‘real’ to her, like if people are always lying to your face with good things you’re bound to feel like the bad stuff is the truth, but again that may just be me headcanoning too hard. Kazuma picks up on how uncomfortable she is and livens the mood a bit TOO much and gets kicked out, where Iris finds him and talks about how she knows because he’s such a scumbag that he’s always being real with her and she appreciates it. During the conversation she mentions a Phantom Thief that’s Robin Hooding their way around stealing from the corrupt and giving to the needy and in hilarious fashion Kazuma agrees to stop this nice yet technically illegal person to save his own skin and stay in the lap of luxury a bit longer. But before he can pull a Light Yagami and vaguely pretend to catch someone he has no interest in catching for two years, they kick him out of the palace and make him go stay with the targets of the Phantom Thief so now they’re stuck with the dude that almost killed them for teleporting a mech bomb into his house, fun stuff.

Delicious in Dungeon: It’s the first part of the two-part midseason finale, and the plan comes apart almost immediately who would’ve guessed. Turns out using cooking pans as shields doesn’t exactly work the same because cooking pans SPREAD heat instead of blocking it, need some giant armored potholders for that. What’s more, the dragon is basically completely unphased by their building trap, idk why they thought a giant armored lizard impervious to explosions would mind having a bridge dropped on it but maybe they thought it ate Captain Kirk and absorbed his weakness to bridges. Even Laios’s parasite sword wants nothing to do with this and jumps out of the way and hunkers down. Senshi and Chilchuck sacrifice themselves to take out one of its eyes and Laios comes up with a plan to launc himself off the pan BotW Shield surfing style and dangle his leg from the dragon’s mouth to stab its weak point. Now I thought he was gonna get completely swallowed and stab its weak point from the inside which would’ve been cooler but this is still pretty damn cool. While Laios is unconscious there’s a small flashback that’s otherwise just for emotional stuff but I do want to bring attention to the fact they come across a ring that binds souls to bodies similar to what the dungeon does and apparently it was in the possession of an elf so that may or may not be relevant to the story given we’re getting dripfed this shit REALLY slowly. One short flashback about Falin later, Laios is down a leg and before I can start thinking we’re gonna have some cool How to Train your Dragon parallels with a disability character they just fucking reattach the thing, idk I think one-leg Laios would’ve been a neat wrinkle though at least he gets a scar for his trouble. Still the group aren’t able to find Falin anywhere in the dragon’s guts and ultimately determine her remains are in the pseudo-appendix where they find her weapon and what Laios presumes to be her fucking skull so uhh that’s dark, dunno what the extent of that healing magic is but unless we can spontaneously regrow flesh we’ll have to get into some FMA territory here and work on some human transmutation, I mean Laios DID already sacrifice a leg so who’s ready to be put into a suit of armor? Senshi? Probably Senshi.

Frieren: Beyond Journey’s End: The time has finally come for Sein’s big decision whether to stay with the group or chase after his friend… is what I would be saying if there wasn’t a bigass blizzard out of nowhere. Sein gets to enjoy a little more time with his friends even if they mostly go off and do their own things, even getting to mediate one last Fern and Stark fight and tell them both they have to act like adults and stop pouting over stupid shit. Side note but I kinda really like this little tiff they have like at first it sounds like Stark did something completely reasonable and Fern just flipped out but Fern reveals that she was actually scared because of how easily Stark was able to immobilize her even for just a gag and then was embarrassed about how scared she got for a sec, like it’s a very natural reaction and something men and women of any type kind of have to acknowledge when being around each other, there’s sort of an instinctual fear that doesn’t come up a lot but it is nice to touch on it and have Fern apologize and share her feelings on the matter and request for gentler treatment idk I just really like that touch. Either way as anyone could’ve called, Sein does decide to head off on his own after one last talk with Frieren and says his bittersweet goodbyes after leaving assured the group will be alright without him. Next Fern gets sick so we get to have a nice little Stark/Frieren adventure, a neat little pairing we don’t see the two of them alone much together and they bounce off each other well, Stark brings out Frieren’s sillier side a bit and Frieren doesn’t rile Stark up as much as Fern does so they’re able to have an earnest discussion about Fern and her growing up and Frieren feeling like something of a mother figure to her in a way which even normal mothers have a hard time watching kids grow up so far so Frieren must be getting whiplash for how fast Fern grew up on her sense of scale. Still they’re able to stay at a little farm where Stark gets complimented on his skill with milking tits so make of that what you will, we’re back on track and ready to start the Mage Exam arc next time.

Nekomonogatari Black: Araragi breaks into Hanekawa’s house and finding out she literally has no impression on the state of her home scares him worse than anything we’ve seen in the series, like the guy fights ghost crabs and got the shit kicked out of him by a basketball playing yuri monkey and the sheer amount of neglect this girl faces TERRIFIES him. Ironically though unlike most busybody protagonists that’re just like “I HAVE to be the one to solve this” he does agree to Oshino’s wishes and lets him handle it… until three days later when Oshino’s been beat to shit twenty times because he’s playing the world’s most NSFW version of Wile E. Coyote with the bustiest Roadrunner I ever hope to see. Apparently it’s like the time Piccolo fought Frieza in DBZ and Black Hanekawa isn’t that strong but normal Hankeawa is just that smart that she knows all Oshino’s traps before he springs them, him claiming she “knows everything” but Hanekawa’s own catchphrase would obviously disagree with that. Dejected, Araragi goes to lick Hanekawa’s desk in remembrance of her tits, you know, normal teenage boy stuff. Black Hanekawa shows up through sheer force of “Bro wtf are you doing” vibes and gives him the general gist of what we got from her motivation at the end of the first season, telling him to tell Oshino to leave them alone or she’ll kill him next time and she’ll be able to leave after 500 more attacks and she murders Hanekawa’s parents, so that’s uhh not great.She says something interesting though and basically implies Hanekawa’s a sociopath who only does the right thing all the time not because she’s good or feels empathy but because through her sheer emotionlessness she can accurately pinpoint what the right thing to do in situations is and does it to keep up appearances and thus she can’t be preyed upon by spirits who feed off her fucks because she has no fucks to give. I mean at that point idk, what’s the difference? The good shit is still getting done and if Hanekawa’s not doing it for any emotional payoff or catharsis if I remember my Categorical Imperative correctly that’s MORE morally good than doing it for the ‘right’ reasons and while Kant’s kind of a weirdo in that regard you can’t really argue with the results like is that something Hanekawa should feel bad about if the cat gets buried at the end of the day? Maybe that’s what Black Hanekawa sees and sympathizes with idk. Either way the conversation ends with Araragi resolved to stop Black Hanekawa and set Hanekawa free even if it kills him. Like this is the kind of shit that makes Araragi so hard to parse, like on the one hand he is easily on the scummiest spectrum of scumbag protagonists with underage shenanigans that put Made in Abyss to shame but on the other hand sometimes he’s just so fucking cool and able to leverage his usual scumbag behavior to get people to underestimate him, this is why I keep going back and forth on this series.

[seviperss]

2024 update: we bought a house, got a new dog, and I just quit my old job and found a new office to work at! Soo many things have changed within ONE YEAR I truly cannot believe of everything we have accomplished together. I am so thankful for my amazing partner in life he’s been the best person thats come into my life and I am entirely blessed to have him and our little family. Tears come to my eyes when I remember myself as being the loneliest girl growing up, left home alone with my laptop and venting my thoughts and feelings into this same empty void. I cried in my bed every night as a teenager because no one understood me and I felt like no one wanted to be around me. I always dwelled on the what-ifs in my life. But now I finally have my person who gives me all the love in the world, who listens to me and notices me and loves me in every way he possibly can. He makes me cry tears of JOY. I am not lonely anymore because I have him and our two boys and we have our own house., which was my ultimate dream that has came true.

Reading my last post makes me laugh because that job was still terrible even two years later. It definitely had its ups sometimes but when it was down, it was down BAD. I found myself wishing that some drama would happen to give me reason to quit then lo and behold some shit actually did lol. I sorta became lost and a little depressed the week after I left because I thought I hated job searching more than being at that office, but Im hopeful that this new office I found works out. I start on Monday. The brighter side is that my partner ALSO found a way better job, so that means less worrying about his commute, our financials, and he’s getting great benefits that’ll work tremendously for our future. We have been extraordinarily blessed these past few years.

I love Beyoncé and there’s a quote from one of her songs that resonates with me every day, Its like my stupid roman empire

“Ive had my ups and downs but I always find the inner strength to pull myself forward. I was served lemons and I made Lemonade”

[sweetpeablog]

24 January 2023

 Hello blog. Been a couple of days.

I’ve been thinking a lot about stuff. I’ve gone to therapy a lot, well every Thursday specifically. And I’ve just been processing a lot of things. So I’m just going to start explaining stuff and not giving a name to anyone specifically I’ll give them fake names. Though I won’t explain them. I’ll just know.

 I can’t really find it in my heart to hate Christmas or Mickey. I can find it a little bit easier to at least have a distaste for Dick’s brother, Star.  Though for Christmas and mickey , I can’t. I just feel like they both really want dicks, validation, and because of that it makes them act all types of fool. I get it because I was there. I do really want to dicks validation, and when you do that, it makes you all act up.

 when you live for someone’s validation, it makes you act all out of character. It makes you do things that you would’ve never usually said or do or joke about. It makes you act a fool. I can’t find it in my heart to hate mickey or Christmas, because I was literally just like them. I feel like they are just much deeper in it than me. I was only about a year to 2 to 3 years deep into validation. They on the other hand are about eight years minimum into validation. 

I can understand how they’re feeling. So because I can understand it, I feel like they’re able to get out of it. When you live for validation, it makes you stop living for yourself. I really lived for dicks validation every day in multiple ways. The eventually I could see that these people were doing more toxic for me and they were good.

 as much as I want to go back and make amends, and be friends, I just know that’ll never really happen. If I do that, then I’d have to apologize. I don’t think I really have anything to apologize for. Or I do feel like there’s things I could apologize for, but they did much much worse to me and I don’t feel like they’ll ever say sorry for their self. Or they will but it will only be to really back in and bring me back into the toxic life that they all have. That toxic life being heavy drugs being very negative around everyone around them ( a very me versus them attitude.), just having a very ignorant type of style humor. There were so many things that was wrong with that friend group. I just really thought I would try to fit into it.

It makes me really sad leaving that friend group though, because it was the first time in my entire life that I’ve ever felt like I fit in. Which is weird because I didn’t really fit in. I just tried really hard to fit in and even then it didn’t really work. For some reason I just felt like they all really love me. I think that they did love me, but dick did not actually. Or maybe he did. I’m not sure anymore.

 I can’t help but to just feel bad for Christmas and mickey. I think that they aren’t able to live for themselves anymore. They only heavily crave the validation of these really toxic men. Or well specifically dick.

 In other news, though, I’m really excited because I’m starting a pool team!  I don’t care about winning on the team at all. I just really liked having something to do every week that wasn’t my art.  You see you whenever I’m doing tattoos. It’s my work and my job and it’s hard but I love it. But it’s still art.  then when I’m not doing tattoos, I’m doing homework which is art. When I’m not doing any of that I’m doing art in my free time. Which again I love art a lot, but I do find it sort of or very refreshing to have some thing that isn’t art that is a hobby. Art is still my passion, though. It is nice to have something else too. Playing pool is one of those many things that I miss when leaving the other shop. I was on their pool team. Though when I quit, that was one of the things that stayed with them. Although I went to the pool hall here today and apparently the last time that they saw me and their pool team was there that was the last time that they went as well. Everyone just sort of stopped going at the same time. Which makes me feel sort of happy that the old shop stopped going to pool night after I stopped. It makes me think that it wouldn’t be the same without me and it makes them sort of sad. That brings a sense of comfort inn away.

 though it’s also a little bit pitiful because they don’t play Pool League anymore. It’s pitiful because before they were doing drugs and doing tattoos, which is illegal and then doing drugs and going out to pool night and like trying to win tournaments , and go to Vegas and win that. Now they’re just doing drugs and tattoos illegally and they’re just playing pool inside their shop and doing drugs there as well and not even having anything to show for it.lol. It’s sort of funny.

 Regardless, I’m really excited to do Pool League every Thursday night again. It makes me a little bit sad to be at the same pool hall as we all went to, but that’s also the only pool hall here that is exist and is good. It’s also where they all hold the APA league nights.

I’ve also noticed that when I’ve been able to socialize a lot more and not just have no friends and not date anyone either and then just go to bed things are a lot better. I feel a lot less lonely. I’m able to sort of enjoy the single life that everyone claims is so fun because I’m busy all day socializing and I get sort of hyped to go home. I’ve slowly been able to find enjoying being by myself again. I think a big part of it is Doctor Who. That’s been a big highlight of my day is being able to go home and watch Doctor Who and draw tattoos and or do my exit show.

 I also have been talking and hanging out more with my two other shop Homies that I work with. We were all pretty close when we worked at the previous shop, but then all the stuff happened with dick, and it went downhill from there. I genuinely see the mistakes and shitty things that I did in that time and I feel like they appreciate that I am able to recognize that. I think that makes it a lot easier for them to want to hang out with me. I feel like if I were really cocky about it and didn’t blame anything on myself, they would just hate me. but I do genuinely see how shitty the things I was doing back then was. Also, it’s very honestly not hard to recognize all the shitty things that I had done. I feel bad about it. Horrible actually. So it’s really nice that they’re talking to me again and not making me feel like shit about it. I appreciate that they haven’t been making me feel like I’m a horrible person. It seems like they also genuinely realize that I was not in the best mindset either and, they see that. And I can see that I was acting a fool back then. Today they even gave me a little unicorn keychain that said BFF on it. It was really sweet. It was nice because they both already had a keychain and they lost the third one, but then they gave me, the one that they found. It almost felt like a metaphor lol. It felt like I was lost for a while and then I was down again. As cheesy as it is.

Anyway, things have been slowly getting better.

[hekate1308]

Present Blessings, A Drowley Advent Calendar, December 13

Masterpost

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Dean worked quietly beside him for a while then inquired, “Is everything alright?”

He blinked then said, “Of course. Why shouldn’t it be?”

Dean simply looked at him and shrugged.

A few minutes later he announced, “Gavin called during lunch. And no, I didn’t have anything to do with it.”

“You weren’t there.” For all that being an angel talk, he wasn’t going to just trust him on something like this.”

“I had the phone from your office re-route to my cell phone while I was out.”

Wasn’t that good to know.

“Anyway, he wants to meet you up for dinner. I told him I’d ask.”

“I thought it’s your job to run my life now?” he snapped even though he hadn’t meant to.

Dean looked insulted. “That may be, but you know as well as I do that real change had to come from within.”

God, had he been reading self-help books, in addition to having lunch with attractive young lawyers?

“So you have to want to see him. I certainly can’t force you to.”

The problem was, this was not a discussion he could win, mostly because he did actually want to see Gavin. Their fight had been idiotic in the first place, one of these disagreements that happened just because they had different outlooks on life – quite frankly, Gavin must have inherited all those work-life balance saying from his mother. “Tell him I’ll meet him –“

“Oh no. I’m your PA, but I’m not your son’s dad. You be a big boy and call him yourself.”

And Dean left the room, looking decidedly put out. He should perhaps have been a tad more diplomatic, but that had never truly been Crowley’s forte.

He sighed. No matter where they stood, Dean was right – he shouldn’t force others to do his duty and communicating with his son was most definitely one of those.

When Gavin picked up, he seemed surprised. “Father?”

“Hello.”

“He really did make you call me. What is this new PA of yours?”

“Dean came… highly recommended”. At least he didn’t think you could get much higher than heaven, metaphorically speaking.

“I can see why. Seems like a great pick.”

And now Gavin, who had never been anything but straight, seemed to be taken with Dean as well. Things were just getting better and better.

“So far, he has been proven to be.”

Gavin actually chuckled, as opposed to their usual tension-filled conversations after their fights. “Only you can actually make this sound like a compliment… so, would you like to come for dinner? Fiona would be pleased.”

Yes his most likely future daughter-in-law had indeed made it her mission to fix his and his son’s relationship, although why, he still couldn’t figure out. But she seemed to be determined, and now of course, although she didn’t know it, she had Dean on her side…

After the phone call had ended and Dean came back, he appeared to be in a much better mood than before. “Kevin is on a sugar high and doesn’t care in the least. He just keeps mumbling something like “divine” over and over.”

“That’s what happens when you give someone who couldn’t have something before the power to have it” he told him because even as an angel, one was never too old to learn lessons (granted, this was a rule that Crowley had always ignored when it came to himself, but still).

“Yeah, yeah, of course. Well, he’ll crash when he comes home tonight, and that’ll be that. Should have seen me when I first discovered pies.”

“Pies?”

Dean nodded, grinning. “Pecan pie’s the best.”

Crowley himself had never really had a passion for sweets, although looking at Dean, he was wondering if they could be so bad in the first place…

This was getting out of hand.

“SO? What did you and Gavin talk about?”

“I’m going to have Lindner with him and his girlfriend tonight.”

Dean nodded. “I’m glad. You probably don’t need to hear this from me, but you have a really good son.”

“He likes you too.”

He clearly hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but Dean just laughed.

“Seems like good taste runs in the family.”

“Oh?” That was something Crowley had only very rarely been accused of.

“But of course” Dean said matter-of-factly, placing a file in front of him. “You’ve got a pretty great home, even if it’s a bit empty, and your limousines are sweet. And of course” he winked “Don’t think I haven‘t noticed the suits, Mister. Call if you need anything.”

And with that, eh swept out of his office again, off to do God knew what, while Crowley had to deal with the fact, against all odds, it very much seemed like an angel of the Lord had just flirted with him.

[astrobydalia]

🌸OBSERVATIONS!! (finally lmao)🌱

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It's been a long time coming! So happy for spring being finally here! Here's the long ass observation post you guys asked for. Since it's quite a big amount of observations, I've decided it'd be a good idea to number them so that it's easier to reference them. As always, enjoy them!

🌸 1. Lilith in the 2nd house can indicate something fishy going on with the relationship between the native’s parents.

🌱 2. Malefic placements such as pluto, chiron, Saturn or Lilith in the 12th indicates a lot of skeletons in the closet when it comes to family and family history

🌸 3. Chiron in Aries/1st house or Leo/5th house is kind of bitch placement. The person basically feels like they can’t be themselves and there’s a lot of self-denial and/or not accepting themselves, how they really are, what they really want, etc. Lots of self-esteem issues

🌱 4. People with sexual placements in the 2nd house (Mars, Venus, Lilith, Eros, ruler of the 8th house) base their self-worth on how sexually attractive they are. If they don't feel sexually desirable to everyone, they feel like they're shit

🌸 5. Lilith is what people think Pluto/Scorpio is!!!! All that stuff about magnetic, sexual and intoxicating but dangerous? Lilith.

🌱 6. Scorpio/Pluto in 4th could mean that the person had to work hard to survive something growing up. It could be poverty, their parents’ expectations, an early trauma, etc. Whatever the situation is, the native felt like they grew up in a high-stress environment where they had to endure and survive

🌸 7. When it comes to degrees, the higher the degree, the bigger or stronger the effect. For example Leo degrees (5º, 17º, 29º) are fame degrees. 5th degree would give small fame, 17th degree would be normal and significant fame or recognition inside the person’s field and 29th degree is moreso widespread or permanent fame

🌱 8. Saturn in the 5th house is a huge indicator of turning your hobby into your job. Also these people can be very awkward in their personality

🌸 9. I’ve noticed people with Neptune in the 6th (maybe 2nd) house may have been hospitalized and if Uranus or Pluto are placed here also indicates getting surgery or operations for health reasons

🌱 10. People with Uranus or Pluto in the 1st, 2nd or conjunct the ASC could get surgery due to aesthetic reason

🌸 11. Mercury dominant people (or strong Gemini energy in the chart) like to have or get things quick and easy. For example they prefer a straight forward summary over an in-depth and elaborated explanation with too many details

🌱 12. Your moon sign shows how you see your past. Your 4th house represent how you see your childhood. But your moon represents under which light you always view your past and everything that has happened in your life in general. It also shows the type of stuff from your past you tend to focus on. Since Cancer and Pisces represent past and remenaicence, that's why Cancer and Pisces moons have trouble getting over the past.

🌸 13. Your 10th house on the other hand is how you see your future. Whenever someone asks you “where you see yourself in 5 years?” your 10th house is the one that’ll be answering that question

🌱 14. Gemini moon/mars are the LEAST likely to hold grudges (unless chart says otherwise)

🌸 15. The house where you have your Neptune indicates the themes you tend to lie about, don’t give much info, say stuff about it that are misleading etc. and in consequence people might not have a clear/correct idea of this part of your life

🌱 16. Virgo risings rarely or basically never pose for pictures. They just look straight forward to the camera, sometimes smile and maybe make a small gesture like putting one hand in their pocket or tilt their head but that’s it. (Virgo = minimalism)

🌸 17. Scorpios really don’t give a single fuck they just DON’T 😭💀 Remember this sign is all or nothing, they either care too or don't care AT ALL

🌱 18. I said it once and I’ll say to a hundred times more: Geminis are not two-faced, it’s LIBRA!! Seriously Libras are the FAKEST people I’ve ever met. Why? Because it's ruled by the planet of love (Venus), which means Libra has a knack for being liked by everyone and making everyone feel liked. HOWEVER Libra is an AIR sign and air represents mind, NOT feelings. In conclusion, Libra can make you feel "loved" (venus) and still not give a damn about you bc its air nature makes them prone to emotional detachment. That's why they are able to roast you and make it look like they're complimenting you, specially when they have Scorpio mercury.

🌸 19. Just like you look at where’s the ruler of your rising sign to get more info on your rising, check the ruler of your Sun sign for more info on your personal identity (check sign and house). For ex. I have Virgo Sun in the 9th. Ruler of Virgo=Mercury. I have mercury in Libra in the 10th house which makes me more serious (10th house) and diplomatic/people pleaser (Libra)

🌱 20. If you found that you “couldn’t” do what’s previously described because you’re a Leo sun, check the degree and decan of your Sun

🌸 21. I’ve noticed mercury retrograde people are the type of individuals who always know exactly the right things to say. You’ll always see them take a couple of seconds before answering but they tend to give very good responses

🌱 22. I’ve noticed many women with Virgo Venus/Sun/MC/Lilith have been slut-shamed at some point of their life or they’ve been seen as promiscuous/sexual/etc.

🌸 23. Capricorn moons are not emotionless machines. The thing with these natives is that their mothers treated them like an adult the second they came out of the womb, so basically they skipped the “love and affection” stage and went straight to the “grow up” stage, but they can love really hard and real deep (Capricorn is deep down a very sentimental sign). They are very ride or die people tbh, they are very patient, accepting and understanding

🌱 24. I've noticed that people at first deny their rising sign in Vedic astrology, but eventually they end up accepting it and they actually end up relating to it a lot. I feel like this is because our rising sign in Vedic astrology is usually the sign of our 12th house in Western astrology, which leads me to believe that our 12th house sign is not our shadow side but more like our deep subcontious personality and that's why we have a hard time accepting it when we see it as our rising sign in Vedic astrology. It's like your rising sign (in western) is the director of the play but your 12th house is the energy that previously wrote the script

🌸 25. So many celebrities have moon in the 11th house. Also this placement indicates that you had a mother that put you out there constantly like posting everything about you on social media, bringing you to big events or your mom was “famous” in some capacity

🌱26. Gemini risings tend to believe everything they are told. More specifically, once they find someone that knows a little bit more than them they’ll believe everything they teach them and will most likely rely on them intellectually, for advice, guidance, etc. This is bc they have DSC in Sagittarius which makes them see the people they associate with as masters and mentors while, as a Gemini rising, they identify as an apprentice.

🌸27. Both 8th house and 12th house have been associated with secrets. The different is that the 8th house represents what you CONTIOUSLY and deliberately hide from others and most likely deny to yourself (or not, depends on the person). 12th house on the other hand represents subconscious, things that are hidden even from you and you didn’t even know were hidden. 4th house is not necessarily secrets, it represents privacy, like when people have a sanctuary to just relax, unwind and feel secure, that’s the 4th house.

🌱28. Sun or Moon in the 4th house will make you a sociable but private person.

🌸29. Sun or moon in the 8th house will make you an intriguing and mysterious person.

🌱30. Sun or moon the 12th house makes you a very elusive or wishy-washy person

🌸31. I’ve seen many Scorpio sun/moon/mars/rising individuals obsessed with the idea of being prepared for a catastrophe. They could be the type to, for example, have some saved cash just in case something bad happens with their bank money, have a backup account just in case their main one gets deleted, could have a “leave before you get left” philosophy, etc.

🌱32. Is it just me or the astro community talks a lot about Aries moons???

🌸33. I’ve noticed people with 4th house in Virgo could have been raised in a very judgemental household where there was lots of taboos and prejudice as to what’s right and what’s not and the family was too preoccupied with a perfect and immaculate reputation. For example could have been raised with values such as “only criminals wear tattoos” or “you should stay celibate till marriage or else you’re a whore”, etc. and if the native broke those rules they could have been very criticized and almost loathed by the family. They native could have been highly criticized in general by their family

🌱34. I’ve noticed women that have their moon harshly aspecting Pluto, Uranus and Mars or overall have a very afflicted moon tend to have very painful period cramps

🌸35. Something I have noticed with Venus or Moon conjunct Saturn people is that the concept of unconditional love sounds like alien language to them. That of course doesn’t mean they can’t love but they have this deep belief that they have to achieve something in order to deserve love and stuff like that

🌱36. Also, I just noticed that people with Saturn conjunct sun/moon/Venus/ASC, Capricorn big 3 or Capricorn degrees in personal placements have gone through IT man, specially on an internal level. I've noticed going through depression is a common theme for people with this Capricorn/Saturn influence

🌸37. Virgo Suns could often struggle to find balance between having healthy ego and being humble.

🌱38. Also people with Virgo+Leo energy are the MOOOOST judgmental people out there. Imagine ego mixed with a sense of knowing what’s correct. They tend to believe they’re morally superior and easily liable people as inferior

🌸39. The underdeveloped energy of a sign asimilates negative traits of its sister sign. For example underdeveloped Virgo is overly perfectionist and judgmental to the point where they have unrealistic expectations (Pisces)

🌱40. On the other hand the developed version of a sign is balanced out by understanding its sister sign. For example Leo knows they are unique and special and deserves recognition but understands everyone is also unique in their own way (Aquarius)

🌸41. I’ve noticed a person can very easily manifest the stereotypical characteristics of the sign that naturally rules the house where their chart ruler is. For example if someone’s chart ruler (ruler of the ASC) is in the 7th house the person can easily manifest stereotypical characteristics of Libra like being a people pleaser

🌱42. Sagittarius ASC/Mars people are all fun, amicable and outgoing.... until they don’t get their way. They will get away from people and situations that won’t give them what they want and they can genuinely dislike people solely because those people don’t let them have their way. They tend to go around life like they have a free pass to get away with everything they want.

🌸43. People with ASC-Neptune aspects don’t have a very reliable vision of reality or themselves to be honest. I don’t know how people with this aspect haven’t lost their mind already. They are prone to subconsciously manipulating or easily getting manipulated. With hard aspects this is a lot more obvious but I’ve noticed with easy aspects this energy tends to go almost unnoticed and they easily get away with stuff

🌱44. Have seen many famous people with North node in the 2nd, 5th, 11th and 12th houses specially

🌸45. Air risings or air dominance with Sagittarius placements/degrees are people who love cartoons/animations/videogames regardless of their age.

🌱46. When I got into astrology I didn’t understand why Sun is in detriment in Libra, but oh man... All Libras I’ve met had HUGE issues with trusting themselves. They doubt themselves 24/7 and that’s not even an exaggeration and I’ve noticed they actually may have grown up doubting themselves for some reason or they had a family (their dad) that caused this feeling in them. Also I’ve seen that those Libras with Scorpio placements feel like they have to hide something about themselves otherwise they’ll be rejected. Yes they are endlessly charming, but that's because they have essentially created their personality around the desire of being liked/accepted. They always need to feel they have SOMEONE. Their sense of self, INDIVIDUALITY, independence and assertiveness is lost in the process. Unless they have fire and specially Aries placements to balance this out they can feel like they have no personality and that’s why they are often perceived as fake or shallow.

🌸47. Literally ALL Virgo placements one way or another will always suggest a way to solve your problems when giving emotional support

🌱48. I have a theory that, since 4th house is how you were raised, your home and your parents, your 10th house is how you’d be as a parent yourself and the type of home you’ll create yourself

🌸49. Contrary to my expectations, I’ve seen priests having a much more prominent 4th house (many times combined with 8th house/Scorpio energy) than 12th house. People with 12th house placements or stellium seem to prefer artistic fields rather than classic spirituality

🌱50. The house where you have your Pluto is a house you just can NOT take lightly EVER. This area of your life feels like a heavy topic to you in some way (you are either obsessed with it, find It traumatic, get extremely defensive over it, find it spiteful, you feel everything goes wrong, etc, etc.) Can also apply to the house where you have the sign of scorpio

🌸51. In synastry, Venus falling in the 12th house creates a healing dynamic in the relationship, the connection can feel cathartic specially for the house person. The house person might tend to always be comforted by the venus person’s support, always feel better (or even energetically “cleansed”) after being with them. The venus person never judges the house person and accepts them and is always willing to be there.

🌱52. I’ve noticed this pattern in people with mutable moons where they have absent mothers in some shape or form. Their mother is very inconsistent, she always comes and goes. Very often the native may have felt like their mother always “left them be” (virgo moon moms put restrictions but eventually are rather flexible)

🌸53. People with cardinal moons have bossy mothers. In many cases they can have the type of mother that is constantly making decisions for them, like their mother decides what/where they’re going to study for example (the house tells what type of things the mother tends to make decisions on).

🌱54. People with fixed moons have possesive and protective moms. While mutable moons have absent mothers, natives with fixed moons have mothers that are ALWAYS there in some shape or form. At the very least the influence of the mother is always there and they always have this sense of “loyalty” towards their mom.

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That's it for now, next observation post is just as long but much better, stay tuned and safe loves 💕

[sapphicwhxre]

ASTERIA'S 2.5K FOLLOWER FIC REC LIST

i read fics just as much as i write them so here are some of my favourites. tysmsm for this milestone, i love you all <3 quick note: i didn't re-tag anyone if i recommended more than one of your works because of the tag limit.

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hermione granger

tuesdays - @stupxfy

probably one of my all time favs for hermione. it's just so well written and adorable and fluffy and yes.

if i could tell her - @hellounicorn

pining, pining, PINING. the way these emotions and hermione's described is just... art. perfection. there's a happy ending and it is so worth the build up.

darling dearest - @dracolvr

fluffy goodness. read to be hopelessly in love with hermione ─ which, let's be real, we all are.

november rain - @pansydaisy

uhm i love this one sm. it's so simple but amazing ─ everyone has their days like this and having hermione to cure them? it's what everyone needs.

i need more - @15-dogs

i sobbed the first time i read this. it'll break your heart but it's so amazingly written that it's worth the sadness. actual gut wrenching / mindblowing writing.

how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime

the title. need i say more?

honeyed eyes - @minty-malfoy

HEAVEN. being hermione's first kiss as friend? but both of you idiots liking each other? oh my god, sign me up.

hugging her from behind - @pastanest

again, the title. read to feel 🥺💙

grey days - @pepperimps01

PANSMIONE 😌😌 it's angsty with a happy ending and i love it sm. this does such a perfect job of capturing pansy and hermione's relationship growing and having its ups and downs with just a few paragraphs. honestly so good

grenade - @hellounicorn

another one that'll make your heart shatter. but in the best way. these are the fics i live for where the you can't help but feel like it's really happening to you and hermione and god it's so fucking powerful. underrated writing right here in general. and also pansmione is the loml so it hurts in that way.

honeybees - @pansydaisy

fluffy aesthetic heaven.

lead the way - @teacup-tai

more pansmione but this is pure filthy thinking and satisfies all the sexual tension dreams pansmione shippers have.

two queens in a king sized bed - @shysneeze

domestic christmas morning with hermione and it's angelic.

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

one of those blurbs i never imagined i'd read or love so much. not to mention it's spot on and adorable.

pansy parkinson

right and wrong - @starrkidmalfoy

a first kiss and the overdone trope that i will never get sick of, the bitch who's soft only for you. the descriptions in this are perfection and the writing is beautiful <3

messed up - @writseo

toxic, messed up love fics will be the death of me. insane how well you captured it all and i just yes damn fucking props.

pansy parkinson imagine - @moonlight-imagines

*screams* THE BEST FRIEND BANTER + THE ENDING OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ─ I SCREAMED WHEN I FIRST READ THIS. I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE IT.

dating pansy would include - @lotsoffandomimagines

ABSOLUTE POWER COUPLE SHIT and to this day, pansy saying "jealous much?" when being scolded for pda remains iconic.

grey days - @pepperimps01

as i said before: PANSMIONE 😌😌 it's angsty with a happy ending and i love it sm. this does such a perfect job of capturing pansy and hermione's relationship growing and having its ups and downs with just a few paragraphs. honestly so good

new rules - @silversslytherin

excuse me this is immaculate ─ pansy is the best friend and the second you see that she's also the best s/o, you're done for. perfection.

study "dates" - @turning-dreams-into-chaos

the title is self explanatory and this whole thing is fluffy heaven <3

how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime

read the title, thank me later.

lead the way - @teacup-tai

more pansmione but this is pure filthy thinking and satisfies all the sexual tension dreams pansmione shippers have.

traitor - @hufflepuff-writings

a masterpiece where pansy chooses the wrong side in the battle of hogwarts. this ties up so well and the writing is so powerful.

back alley love potions - @a-simple-imagine

this actually hurts but in a beautiful way. watching pansy give draco a love potion is such a fucking concept and this is executed incredibly.

my little bunny - @emmamarie7708

pansy making you do this is so dirty yet she's slightly sweet and i am a sucker for it. god is a woman and her name is pansy fucking parkinson.

pansy parkinson imagine - @moonlight-imagines

i'll let pansy beat people up for me all day. they put me in madame pomfrey's, feel my girlfriend's wrath.

ginny weasley

blissful - @enyastasia

fluffy ginny goodness. the friends to lovers? the amazing kiss? 🥺🥺🥺💞���� this fic lives in my heart <3

bubble pop electric - @hunnypot-imagines

this is hotter than a lot of actual smut and the chemistry is so... wow. ginny weasley owns me.

dear ginny - @alyssamalfoy

how does this short ass letter manage to make me feel so much. it's sorcery but i don't even care, it's beautiful.

wildflower - @pansydaisy

will i ever get tired of cheeky i love yous? not when loves like ginny weasley and ayli's so so pretty writing exist.

all i want - @hellounicorn

ouch. fuck you harry :) quite possibly the best ginny fic i have ever read. insanely talented writing, i genuinely feel every touch of emotion you put down and you need to know how amazing that is. keep breaking my heart.

linny hcs - @bluebirdlinginthenest

who doesn't need good linny content in their life?

how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime

sexy bitch, fuck me up.

willow - @padmeamiala

ginny is the loml. her brothers can cry about it.

bellatrix lestrange

attempting to bake with bellatrix - @carters-coffee

MY FAVOURITE BELLA FIC ─ there's not enough bellatrix fluff out there but this makes up for the lack of. heaven.

bellatrix prompt - @carters-coffee

this gives me chills. she knows she's a bad bitch and that's what we love about her.

change of plans - @dumb-sbian

why THE FUCK have i not had a rainy morning with bellatrix? she can sleep and mumble something just like this and i'm still head over heels for her.

being tortured as bellatrix's girlfriend - @writings-of-a-british-fangirl

definitely a concept BUT this makes me feel some type of way and i recommend giving it a minute of your time 😌

bellatrix finding out you're a muggleborn - @carters-coffee

the beauty, the nuance omg. this is art.

bellatrix prompt - @carters-coffee

yep jealous bella. trust me, im all yours mommy <3

sex with bellatrix would include - @onegayastronaut

so short but... sign. me. up.

luna lovegood

never leave - @/deactivated

luna smut is hard asf to come by and this is my favourite. it's so luna and the pain over her not knowing, not getting that closure about how you feel until this is an amazing rollercoaster.

she - @hunnypot-imagines

the beauty of falling in love with luna, through this majorly talented writing. ten out of fucking ten. i will not elaborate but there's also majorly good association in this imo.

silver berries and flickering fireflies - @duskgrangers

i love this fic so much. she's so herself and that is why we ✨ simp ✨ and the scene set just sounds so prettyy

how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime

luna + this title? yes please, ma'am i am simping.

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

put me in your pocket luna. im begging you.

dancing in the rain with luna - @/deactivated

only luna would get you a dress to go dancing in the rain and this is the stuff of blissful, fluffy dreams.

hugging her from behind - @pastanest

short and cute, do me a favour and read it :)

dating luna lovegood would go like - @glossymalfoy

life is NOT worth it if you don't read these cute little headcanons and imagine dating ravenclaw's baddest bitch.

linny hc - @bluebirdlinginthenest

like i said, who doesn't need good linny content?

cho chang

strawberry kisses - @pansydaisy

the only cho fic i've been able to find and it's SO WORTH IT. the cutest, it flows so well, and i absolutely love it. i need this with cho tbh.

fleur delacour

toutes les etoiles - @coffee--writes

im in love with fleur and this amazing writing. and for the first time since i started high school, my three years of taking french feel good for something.

being best friends with fleur would include - @harrypotter-imaginess

not romantic but actually so sweet pls. i want this friendship in my life so bad.

nymphadora tonks

dating nymphadora tonks would include - @imaginesforgirls

dating her + that warm little feeling of bliss that only HCs can give you

taking care of her after the war - @random-imagines-blog

this kind of hurts in that good ass way and i lovee it. they're simple hcs but i feel for tonks so much and then there's that warm lil feeling when you're the one to put her back together aand now my primary life goal is to help this woman heal.

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harry potter

phosphenes - @minty-malfoy

ok shakespeare, the fuck?? this fic will never not get me right in the heart. the angst, holy fuck. and for once, the reader doesn't hurt harry and let draco walk all over them and it's just done so well. the transition from a toxic relationship to a sweet, loving one PLEASE. it's beautiful.

happy memories - @15-dogs

how does this manage to be so. smutty and fluffy at the same time? this is one of those short ones that has lived in my head, rent-free since i read it. and tbh any fic that includes expecto patronum is guaranteed to be good.

come back to me - @wondernimbus

right from the beginning, it's a mess of emotions both good and bad. that kind of good ass writing that hits you in the heart <3

making out with harry potter would include - @badfvith

read this title. done? now thank me later.

harry prompt - @thoseofgreatambition

harry x a sarcastic swooning bitch is an elite trope idc. short and sweet, i'm marrying this fic.

keep your eyes on the prize - @rowema-ravenclaw

first of all, showing harry up and second, pure fluff (and a little steam) right after. i also love how she writes harry in general because he's totally safe/in love with the relationship but still has that awkward lovable shyness and i just... *sighs*

always - @pansydaisy

uhm i will always love him and always reread this a thousand times so its a fit title + a good read.

late night studying - @lumosandnoxwriting

fuck studying, let his hand stay in my shirt. once again recommending fluffy bliss in the form of a short read that makes me feel things <3

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

he's so stupid. but he still loves you + this is from our resident perfectly talented writer so its a win.

cuddling after a rough quidditch practice - @badfvith

harry james potter is : b a b y

gryffindor's victory - @rowema-ravenclaw

make me gryffindors fucking cheerleader because HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT. AND THE WRITING IS IMMACULATE PLEASE. just read it, you won't regret it.

draco malfoy

silent treatment - @slytherinwh0re

andy's mad talented and this is just... insert a cheesy chefs kiss. unbelievably adorable but so fucking hot and an actually good smut plot (which is rare lmfao). remind me to give draco the silent treatment every time im upset.

rewards - @malfoysstilinski

so hot PLS. hype him up for the match and get your reward, bye. so good.

reading between the lines - @minty-malfoy

i've said this a thousand times but that's what happens when you've got a mad talented mutual BLESSING everyone with beauty like this. butterflies and warm feelings all around when i read this 💓

point of view - @draconisxcaput

its angst for hermione and fluff for you but overall ethereal writing. i am never going to recover from the pure talent that this is.

im not kidding im dying - @malfoysmatrioshka

i hate being sick with a passion but this... this would make it worth it.

hogwarts express - @/deactivated

draco fucking you because he knows harry's watching. the shit of legends and god is it hot.

draco laughing at you because you can't walk after sex - @glossymalfoy

*motions to the title* fluff with this loser 😌

the cheeseburger - @slytherinwh0re

really short read but this is one of those things i just. didn't know i needed. you're missing out and haven't even realised it if you haven't read about introducing him to cheeseburgers. and that ending is so funny/in character to me i fucking love it.

four am - @malfoysstilinski

domestic draco 🥺 but also sad draco 🥺 and then fluffy draco 🥺

hugging him from behind - @pastanest

real short and it'll brighten your day <3

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

how is it that this is so stupidly adorable. i love it 💘

ron weasley

heather - @hellounicorn

always making me cry with your fics i swearrr. this is a must-read. having someone but them not really being yours is a beautiful trope and this fic absolutely does it wonderful, poetic justice. your angst is addicting.

apple pie - @pregnant-piggy

ABSOLUTE DOMESTIC BLISS I AM IN LOVE. i don't even like kids or baking that much but this made me so soft. the whole cozy, heavenly vibes from this fic yes yes yes.

jealousy - @writeroutoftime

cliché jealousy turns friends to lovers and i am a sucker for it all over again <3

shaking and trembling - @ronsbadidea

if ron doesn't finger fuck me and then make a cheeky comment about it in class later then WHAT IS THE POINT :(

mixed signals - @iamthecabbage

i've always figured ron is this awkward idiot cutie with a crush and yea, this is it.

fred and george weasley

i love you, but you don't - @george-fabian-weasley

fred's a character i really don't read for often but goddamn. it's the saddest, most beautiful mix of rejection and pain and fred desperately caring but not in the way you want him to ─ an angsty masterpiece.

cockwarming george - @roonilwazlibimagines

because of this filthy gem, i one hundred thousand percent believe that he could make me cum without even fucking me and this is just... it's a good fucking read.

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

their responses are so wonderfully chaotic and adorable and GOD you're missing out if you haven't read these lil blurbs.

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[beyondspaceandstars]

congratulations! 📚 could you do promos 4 & 7 from the smut with Natasha Romanoff???

by the way, I hope you have a great day/night!

Brat

Relationship: CEO!Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, fingering, dirty talk - 18+, minors DNI

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: I went a bit CEO!Natasha with this one - hope that’s okay, I thought it lent well! Also, thank you! I hope you're having a nice day/night as well :)

Masterlist

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You really didn’t want to go and Natasha knew this but she was also quite the persuasive one, having such a dominance to her that you could rarely, if ever, say no to.

So, that’s how you found yourself a bit grumpily sitting in the car passenger seat while your girlfriend drove you two to whatever charity banquet this was.

Natasha was constantly getting these invitations being the high-up, fancy CEO that she was and usually you were fine with them. You liked the little appetizers and flutes of champagne. You especially liked your girlfriend parading you around, showing you off to fancy city people.

But tonight just wasn’t the night for you. You had had a ridiculous day at your own job and frankly, you just wanted to lounge around with your girl, maybe order pizza, and have lazy sex. Natasha had shut down your idea, saying she already RSVP’d for you two. Grudgingly, you shoved yourself into a dress and let her whisk you away

Little did she know, though, that you weren’t letting down easily. You had some potential ideas for the night, hoping that maybe — just maybe — you can rile Natasha up enough to keep her focus just on you and not the millionaires trying to network.

Upon arriving at the event, you hunted down the first tray of champagne you could find, taking a swig of the alcohol promptly. Natasha followed your path, stopping every now and then to chat, but once she was free of the schmoozing, she marched right towards you. An arm made it was tightly around your waist.

"What is your problem?" She gritted in your ear just below a whisper so no one could pick up on the tension. Your eyes darted around the room

"Nothing," you responded, taking another sip of champagne.

Natasha scoffed. "Well, you’re acting like a brat." She grabbed your glass out of your hand. You gasped but before you could protest, Natasha asked, "Is this because I made you come here tonight?

You shot her a look before taking back your champagne and finishing it off. "I’m gonna go get another drink."

Before your girlfriend could pull you back to her, you were already on a rampage for the bar. Luckily, no one tried to stop you. Thanks to your relations with Natasha, you had worked up a bit of your own status but it wasn’t like anyone genuinely cared. You weren’t negotiating deals.

You leaned on the bar and signaled for the bartender. You asked for something a little stronger. He nodded politely and got to making the drink. You turned your attention to the freshly polished wood of the bar.

Running a finger over it carelessly as you waited, out of the corner of your eye you noticed someone approach beside you. It was a man you somehow didn’t recognize. He looked very well put-together, almost like he was trying too hard, with his designer pressed suit and hair that could go up in flames from all the product in it.

You tried to ignore him, turning your attention to the bartender who was still at work, but it was hard when the man was not-so-subtly inching towards you. This wasn’t going to go very well, you thought. But you weren’t stopping it.

"In need of something to get you through the night?" The man suddenly asked. Your gaze shot over to him.

"Excuse me?"

He chuckled, "I meant the drink."

As if on cue, a glass was placed right in front of you. You wrapped your hands around it, slowly bringing it to your lips for a sip as you eyed the stranger. He was watching you quite intensely.

You hummed, delighted by the cocktail. "These things can sometimes be…draining."

He sighed. "Tell me about it."

The conversation fell into a lull. You tried glancing around at the other patrons, all completely oblivious to the bar, but just couldn’t shake this man and his eyes which were still watching you. They shamelessly took in the curves of your dress and even lingered a bit on your chest.

Your stomach dropped as you suddenly saw him step even closer, his finger lightly brushing your arm in the process. You froze but still made no chance to dash away. Maybe your goal of annoying your girlfriend tonight was going a bit too far…

"You know," he began, his voice dangerously low, "if you wanted to sneak away for a bit—"

"She doesn’t," Natasha gritted as she suddenly approached you two. You just about let out a sigh of relief as her arm came around your waist, pulling you into her side. You yelped at the action, stumbling a bit, but she held you tight.

The mystery man looked you two over, a bit of a pleased expression graced his face. But he didn’t press further, probably very deterred by the daggers Natasha’s eyes were shooting at him. He collected his drink from the bar and raised it at you two as if in some awkward toast.

"Fair enough, ladies," he said, and then he was back in the crowd, lost in the sea of aristocrats.

You didn’t know what to do now, opting to stare down at your drink.

"What the hell was that about?" Natasha asked.

"I- He just came up to me," you pouted.

Natasha shook her head in disappointment as she began walking you two away from everyone else. You didn’t know where she was leading you until you were roughly pulled into the women’s restroom. It was empty, thankfully, and you heard the turn of the lock as you placed your drink on the counter.

"He just came up to you," Natasha repeated. She was sauntering over, looking very much more like some powerful CEO than your sweet girlfriend. You gulped and gripped the edge of the bathroom sink. "He may have came up to you but I didn’t see you making any moves to walk away."

"Well—"

"And you let him touch you," she scoffed. "Don’t think I didn’t see his fingers on your fucking arm." For emphasis, she gripped the spot he had brushed over. You yelped. "What made you think he could do that, hmm? What, did you forget who you belong to?"

"No, Natasha, I didn’t mean—" You pleaded but she wasn’t buying it.

"I’m not buying it," she said as she roughly turned you around, her back pressing your front into the bathroom counter. "In fact, I think you need a little reminder."

You held your breath in anticipation as Natasha began gathering the skirt of your dress. You knew what she was going to find underneath. And you certainly knew it wasn’t going to help your case.

Sure enough, once your lower region was exposed, Natasha let out a gasp. “No panties? Are you kidding me right now?!”

"Natasha, please—"

"You really are a fucking brat, aren’t you?"

You tried shaking your head but it was no use. Her mind was made as she pressed into you even more, her hand now coming to caress your inner thigh. You whimpered out your girlfriend’s name as her fingers began slowly circling your clit. She chuckled in your ear before collecting some of the wetness dripping from your folds and putting attention back on your clit.

"So wet for me," Natasha murmured. "It is for me, right? Or did that man out there get you dripping like a needy slut?"

You groaned, captivated by the action happening between your thighs. "Just for you," you said as your eyes slowly fluttered. Natasha picked up the pace adding slight pressure as well. You squealed.

"That’s it," she whispered, holding you tighter around the waist. "That’s my girl."

Suddenly, though, she moved her fingers back to your folds where, without warning, she shoved two fingers inside you. You yelped, twisting in her grip. She didn’t even budge. You cried out as the fingers flicked upwards, hitting just the right spots.

"If you want to act like a slut you have to deal with being fingered like one, got it?" Natasha said. Her mouth was practically on your ear, she was whispering so lowly it sent goosebumps up your arms. She was pissed and serious. You were loving it.

"Y-Yes, Natasha." You barely managed to get the words out but your girlfriend seemed very pleased. Her fingers picked up — significantly. A squelching noise now filled the bathroom, coming directly from your wetness which was not stopping any time soon it seemed. Natasha was also taking the moment to make sure her hand was hitting your clit. With every single pump. It was getting overwhelming very, very fast.

You spoke again, "Please, please… I’m gonna cum."

"Yeah?" Natasha mocked. "My little slut needs to cum?"

You nodded your head profusely. "Please, please." The begging was becoming second nature at this point, your only instinct. Natasha seemed very pleased with that.

"Fine," she huffed. "Cum all over my fingers you greedy little girl. And you better scream when you cum. I want every single person, especially that man, to know who’s treating you so well."

Her paced picked up even more (how that was possible you didn’t know) and your body reacted wonderfully. Within moments, you were crumbling like a house of cards. Your orgasm rushed over you as you cried out much louder than you had actually intended. You couldn’t stop as Natasha continued to work you through the orgasm. She didn’t give up until you were limp in her arms.

She chuckled, watching your body practically collapse from pleasure. "Was that good, honey?"

"Yes," you mumbled, leaning into her body. Natasha fixed your dress and brought her hand to caress your cheek.

"Good," she said and placed a quick kiss on your lips. "Maybe that’ll teach you to behave."

Now it was your turn to laugh. "Why would I behave when that’s what I get for being bad?"

Abruptly, Natasha’s hand came around your neck, forcing you to look at her. Her gaze was dark, her CEO stance still very much engaged. "Don’t even tempt me."

You bit your lip teasingly but nodded your head slowly. You certainly didn’t mean it, though, already secretly planning the next time you could ruffle her feathers.

[dawbi]

bnha boys when you’re on your period (gif reaction)

warnings - periods/menstruation !!

characters - midoriya, bakugou, todoroki, kaminari, dabi & hawks

midoriya

midoriya would be dying the first time you sent him to go buy you pads/tampons. he’d do it for you but not without a reddened face lol. blushing + penguin walking up to the checkout avoiding eye contact with the cashier 😭 but then they yell to their manager “ hey ! can you check if these pads are still on sale ?! ” izuku dies on the spot 💀 after a while, he’d get used to it and actually start comparing and taking note of what are the better brands. is very observant and even looks up natural methods that ease pain. if he can’t be there the whole day, will leave things like “i read that drinking chamomile tea can help. so, i made you some :) “ cuddle king. natural heater fr. watches your time of the month even more than you sometimes 😅

bakugou

never complains surprisingly. only when you don’t ask him for help. will yell at anyone trying to annoy you or give you a hard time. boy hates to see you in pain and is absolutely in love with easing your cramps. i have mentioned before that bakugou is the grabby type. so being the big spoon with his heated up hands on your tummy, sign him up. when you don’t ask him for baku heating services, he’s salty. “i didn’t wanna bother you.” “why the fuck would you bother me? shut up and get over here, idiot.” will square up with anyone who dares give him a weird look at the drugstore lol. “ you got a fucking problem ?” “uh no.. i said that’ll be $10.23 ” hates your period more than you do because how dare it hurt his baby ??

todoroki

wasn’t quite sure how to comfort you at first but once you’ve been together for a bit, he’s got your patterns and symptoms completely memorized. also a personal heater for cramps and will gladly oblige. poor shouto was scared to hurt you at first so you had to place his hand on your lower stomach. will always check up on you and ask how you’re doing. loves feeling that you need his help, plenty of “anything i can do for you my love?” i feel like there’d be nothing embarrassing in his eyes. especially if you stain anything, does not even blink and just helps you clean up. probably would have a hard time finding pads/tampons at the store but would not hesitate to ask an employee for help, even the male ones 😂

kaminari

pretty cool about it. cracking jokes to hopefully get you to feel a bit better. will cuddle up with you with so many blankets omg. and when you send him to the store, he’s all “oh yeah. i got this, you can count on me bub.” is all confident leaving but when he gets there he’s freaking out. lowkey embarrassed but would probably ask a female employee for help. “do you know where i can find ... u-um *whispers * tampons ? they’re not for me ! ” the employee is literally done with her job and has no reaction. “ aisle 5. ” 😂 perfect person to eat with during your period, he just wants to see you feel better. and you want to watch your fave show ? oh kaminari is there and he is invested ! will calm down with the energy if you’re feeling sluggish lol

dabi

ohhohoho this is dabi’s time to shine lol. he is thriving ??during your time of the month. that sounds bad but like he gets all the cuddles he wants while making it seem like it’s for you. will pop up when you take an advil and be like “why didn’t you ask me to help?” such a pouty boy omg. dabi will trap you in his arms and lay with you with his hands placed on your tummy. your own personal heating pad and he is not complaining at all. probably would steal from the local drugstore and the workers would be like ��� ?? because all this man stole was pads/tampons. even from toga he’d be like “you need these ? no ? k thanks.” kind of a menace 😂 will never admit it but lowkey keeps track of your cycles to get ready for his cuddles your cuddles lol

hawks

i think keigo would be the most chill/relaxed one. you need pads/tampons ? he’s gotchu. chocolate ? pain meds ? he’s gotchu. you’d ask “wasn’t it kind of embarrassing for you?” and he’d reply with “naahh. even grabbed myself a drink.” definitely avoiding anything that would irritate his angel anymore than possible during that time. totally up for cuddles, snacks, and your fav movie. likes to call it nesting lol. may be a bit suggestive because he’s like that. “you know what i heard could help you with the pain ? 😉 ” hit him with a pillow please lol. keigo would not be able to be there all the time but definitely comes back from his hero work with your fave takeout. would forget to stock up on your necessities but will always go whenever you ask 💓

a/n - um thank you for 600 notes ?? i—- how ? 😭💞💞

[peanutpinet]

Yuta as a cold yet soft mafia boss

Prompt: 99) “You think prison is the worst place you could go? You pull some shit like that again and I’ll have you thrown in places that’ll make prison seem like a wet fucking dream.” from 100 Dialogue Prompts for Mob Boss AU

A/N: just like the Jeno fic, I've always wanted to do a Yuta fanfic and it wasn't until I saw this writing prompt that I'm like, this feels like something Yuta would say.

Warnings: probably some cursing since it's Yuta XD

Now, we all know how cold and scary Yuta looks when in fact he's a big softie. Which is probably one of the reasons why you fall for him; because of how soft whipped he is with you and the rest of NCT.

Like the boy is very much whipped for you that he would even have time to ask you 'have you eaten', 'what are you up to' while being on a mission. The boys also like to tease him about it, even WayV (who we all know are slightly terrified of him)

Would definitely take you out on a date every now and then if he can. A/N: Kay, hold up, we're getting a bit ahead. I forgot to tell you how y'all met XD

So, it was a school night (well, you're in college); and you were quite stress with your final assignment that you decided to go to the nearest convenience store to grab some coffee and snacks to pull an all-nighter.

You wore an oversize hoodie and some sweats (cause comfort is key) and was walking through the snack aisle, about to grab (your favourite snack) when another hand was about to reach for it (ehem, Yuta, ehem)

Despite wanting to grab the snack, you insist the tall, handsome man to have it instead (even if you were wondering how a guy like him like your fave snack). But the man insist you take the snack; which led to the both of you having a little debate and eventually the man took the snack, paid for it but gave it to you, saying that you needed it more

"Take it. Finals are tough and you need the little boost to keep you going. Also, don't worry so much about the result. What matters is you did your best, mkay? See you around kid" the man lectured, giving you a slight smile before leaving with his own coffee

After he left, it took you a while to process what just happened before going back to your dorm and continue your final assignment

But oh how the universe like to bring people together ;)

It was right after your finals and you and your friends decided to have some drink at a nearby bar since you guys were curious and have never experienced the bar aura.

You weren't much of a drinker despite your amazing tolerance in alcohol so you were rather confused what to order until a familiar sound came.

"She'll have the orange-mango crush" a familiar voice stated

Turning around, you saw the same man you bumped into at the convenience store almost 2 weeks ago but this time, he looked way more put together and even wore a suit. Lowkey, your mind was starting to wander around and thinking whether there was going to be a fight or some sort or if this was that typical mafia story you secretly read.

"Didn't think you'd be the type to come to a bar on a school night. You done with your finals kid?" the man asked

"I, uhh, yea. Wait!! What do you mean the type to come to a bar?" you stuttered; not aware that your friends were staring at the both of you

"Don't worry, I don't mean it like it's a bad thing. People do what they want. Who am I to judge. Anyways, you ladies enjoy your night. If there's any problem, don't hesitate to let me, the bartender or the guards know. Also, the drink is on the house" the man winked at you and your friends, giving a slight wave before leaving

Cue your friends immediately plastering you with all sorts of question. Wondering how you met a handsome hunk in the midst of your finals. Not to mention, that handsome hunk even remembers you. Cue you becoming a blushing mess; especially after the bartender came with the drink the man requested for you.

Though you were worried that the drink was spiked, you gave a little sip and it was all fruity and delicious. Mental note to yourself: not only is he good-looking, kind but also has good taste in food; great, just great.

The rest of the night went fairly nice. You and your friends were sipping on your drinks, having a nice chit-chat bout life in general, catching up since you guys were not in the same classes. Once the clock hit 1 am, you figured that it was time to head back to your dorm.

Since you decided to wait for your friends who were calling an uber to head back to their homes since they live near your college. Whilst waiting, you told your friends that you were going to go to the bathroom for a bit.

Right when you came out of the bathroom, a random man tried to hit on you and it made you very uncomfortable that you eventually hit the wall behind you. But luckily, a certain someone came and save the day ;)

"Oi. Hands off the girl. Looks like someone is new to my bar since I don't accept any sort of make-out if there's no consent between two parties. Scram before I make you" your saviour growled, making the man leave you alone

"Are you alright?" the man asked while you were catching your breath

"Yeah. Yea, I am. Thank you again. Uh..." you mumbled

"What is it? Are you sure you're alright?" the man questioned, worried in his tone

"It's just, you've basically helped me twice and I still have yet to know your name" you chuckled, making the man chuckle as well

"If that's really what you want. I'm Yuta" the man called Yuta chuckled

"Thank you, Yuta. I appreciate it" you thanked him, giving him a genuine smile; not knowing what that smile does to Yuta's heart

And folks, that was just the beginning of your relationship. Ever since that night, Yuta made it his goal to get to know you more before actually asking you in a relationship; which, when the time came and Yuta asked you, without thinking twice, you said yes.

Throughout your relationship, Yuta was pretty blunt in telling you what he does as a living and mentioned that while he may live a dangerous life, he still had morals and his job was actually putting down all the bad people hiding in the shadows.

Despite all, you trusted Yuta and he also trusted you. You still had your freedom and was allowed to go wherever with whoever you wanted as long as you told Yuta beforehand. Even throughout your near one year anniversary, both of you knew each other's friend group and you even get to see how soft Yuta was when it comes to his mates.

However, all those sweet moments you both felt like a dream the second Yuta heard news that you were captured by some lowlife gang that NCT made go broke. Hearing the news, it was only a matter of minutes before the whole NCT used their network to find you and create a well thought out plan to get you back.

Once Yuta got you back, he made sure you were alright whilst the other members lock the gang up in their basement. Yuta made sure that you had no injuries; which, if you do, he would tend them himself and if he can't then he'll have someone come but stay by you until you were alright or, until you fell asleep.

After tucking you into bed and making sure you were fast asleep. Yuta peck your forehead for a moment before quietly sneaking off the bed and out of his room, going down to the basement and confronting the gang with some of the other members.

“You think prison is the worst place you could go? You pull some shit like that again and I’ll have you thrown in places that’ll make prison seem like a wet fucking dream. Now, which one of you nutjobs came up with the idea in the first place?!" Yuta growled, smirking once he saw the gang cower in fear

A/N: hope you guys enjoy this Yuta fic that came out of nowhere XD and hope you all stay safe and healthy :) xoxo

[blu-joons]

When You Struggle To Write Your Essay ~ Seventeen Reaction

S.Coups:

You could feel Seungcheol’s presence beside you as you typed away at your computer, glancing across at him, noticing the warm smile that he wore. “I just watched you switch tabs, you’re terrible at playing this game.”

“The essay is stupid,” you stated, slamming your hands on the desk, “Instagram is much better.”

“It’s also an unproductive way to spend your time,” he reminded you, lifting you out of the chair so that you could sit in his lap. “You’ve worked so hard on this essay, don’t let a bump in the road put you off now.”

You sighed back at him, “first of all, Instagram is a very productive way to spend my time and see what everyone else is up to. Secondly, I’ve spent well over an hour on this essay and haven���t got a damn word to show for it.”

“Like I said, you’ve just hit a bump,” Seungcheol tried to assure you, “but you can’t be so hard on yourself about it. Why don’t you take a break for a while, a proper break, at least get away from your computer?”

“Do you really think that’ll make life easier?” You questioned, smiling as he nodded back at you.

His arms tightened around your waist, “let’s do something to distract your mind, whatever you want to do. I’m sure when you come back to your work, you’ll find your flow once again.”

“Although I’ve just spent an hour on social media, I deserve a break, right?”

Jeonghan:

A gasp escaped from you as Jeonghan pulled away just as you leaned forwards to press a kiss against his lips. “I told you, no kiss until you get that section of your essay complete,” he teased, moving back away from you.

“Do you really want to play this game with me?” You sighed, sinking down in your chair.

“I told you how this was going to work, you can’t try and cheat your way out of doing your work by trying to kiss me when I’m not paying attention,” Jeonghan reminded you, taking a seat opposite your desk.

Your eyes stared helplessly back across at him, “why are you doing this to me? I thought it was just going to be a joke, I didn’t think you’d actually stop kissing me. How am I supposed to work without a kiss from you?”

“That’s for you to figure out,” he continued to joke, “I know that you can get this done, you’re just beating yourself up about it right now. The section is nearly complete, and then I promise that I am all yours.”

“Are you going to sit there and tease me whilst I write?” You asked, unsurprised to see his head nod.

He settled himself back against the desk chair, “I’m not going to tease, I’m just going to sit here and remind you of the reward that you’ll get once you finally get that part of the essay done.”

“That’s definitely teasing Jeonghan, no way is it a reward.”

Joshua:

The smell of food caught your attention before Joshua even managed to walk into your apartment. “Don’t be getting any ideas,” he warned you, “this is for you only if you’ve finished writing that paragraph, I left you on.”

“It’s all written, I promise, you can come and see for yourself,” you spoke, pointing it out to him.

“See, I told you that you’d be able to do it,” he proudly smiled, relieved to see you’d finally completed the paragraph you’d been stuck on for most of the afternoon. “It’s a good job I went out and got your favourite too.”

Your eyes lit up, silently cursing at yourself for not recognising the smell of the food straight away. “You’re the best, thank you so much. Let me just save what I’ve done and then I’ll be through to join you for dinner.”

“I wouldn’t move too quickly,” Joshua called out to you, “I went out and got dessert too, but you can only have that if you write another paragraph. And don’t even try and argue with me because I know you’re capable.”

“Are you really using food as a weapon to try and bribe me right now?” You asked of him.

With a smug smile, his head nodded back at you, “it’s working, isn’t it? I know the way to your heart, and it’s by nothing else but food, that’s how you’re going to get this essay done.”

“As bad as it is, I definitely think your right on that one.”

Jun:

When Junhui first began to ask you questions about your essay, you failed to understand what the point was, until slowly answers started to come together. “Write that down, you can use it in section three, can’t you?”

“I think so,” you hummed, writing it down anyway, noticing how big your document was getting.

“What else is there that you need to talk about?” He asked, peering over your shoulder to have a look at the essay brief. “It looks like we’ve managed to get quite a few ideas down for you to write there my love.”

Your head shook at how much was written, “I don’t know who taught you such an incredible skill but thank you for helping me to write almost my entire essay. I really have no idea what I’d do without you Jun.”

“It’s all on you, all I did was ask the questions, and you gave me the answers,” he reminded you, sitting back down on the bed behind you. “Do you want me to stick around whilst you write that into something resembling an essay.”

“It’s up to you, but don’t feel like you have to, you’ve done enough for me,” you assured him.

He shrugged back at you, making himself comfortable. “It’s not like I’ve got anything better to do. I could read over it too if you want when it’s done, make sure that it all makes sense?”

“That would be amazing, you really are the best Junhui.”

Hoshi:

Your smile grew as Soonyoung walked over to you, taking a seat at your desk, staring back at you. “I promise I’m not going to do anything; I’m just going to sit here as moral support whilst you carry on with your writing.”

“Do you know how distracting it is just to have your face there?” You laughed, gently pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose.

“Well, when you hit a brick wall or you’re struggling to think about what to write next, you can just look over at me and I can be your inspiration to try and figure out what it is that you want to write,” he assured you.

Your head shook back at him, “I don’t want to look back at my laptop now I get to look at you. I need to find a lot of inspiration for now, so I might just have to stare at you for a little while, as long as you don’t mind?”

“If it helps with your work, then there’s no complaints from me,” Soonyoung chuckled, resting his head into his hand. “Just don’t stare too long, because you might get lost in my eyes or something and forget about your work.”

“That doesn’t sound like such a bad idea,” you teased, moving a little closer towards him.

Soonyoung quickly moved you back, keeping a distance between the two of you. “You’ve got work to do, don’t be getting any ideas. You can have plenty of what you want when your work is done.”

“You’re a horrendous tease, I can’t believe you’d do that to me.”

Wonwoo:

The moment Wonwoo suggested giving you a helping hand with your essay, you knew it was going to do anything but help you out with your essay. “What even is this thing on? Surely even I can understand what it means.”

“It looks at patterns of migration in variations of native African animals,” you informed him, noticing how quickly his expression dropped.

“Alright, well, with a bit of research I’m sure I can contribute something,” he muttered underneath his breath, quickly doubting how effective his plan seemed to initially be. “Do you have a book or something on it?”

Your head shook, tapping the top of your head. “All the information is stored up here for me to remember, but because you said you’d be such a big help, I’m sure you don’t need a book to research anything, right?”

“Okay, so maybe I underestimated just how difficult your essay would be,” he admitted, sighing across at you, “I know it’s difficult, but you’ve just got to stick at it, I won’t have you give up on all of this now.”

“You’re meant to be the smart one between the two of us, and even you’re confused,” you sighed.

Wonwoo’s head shook, pressing a kiss against the top of your own. “You’re definitely the smart one, there’s no way I could ever do the work that your doing, it’s incredible, really.”

“The offer is still there if you want to write it for me.”

Woozi:

He failed to remember the last time he’d seen you move as he came out from his studio and noticed you still sat in front of your laptop. “Y/N?” He called out, only to be met by silence, walking across to you.

“Sorry,” you muttered as his hand waved in front of your face to try and wake you up. “When did you get out of the studio?”

“I don’t think that matters right now, what matters is waking you up a bit, you’re driving yourself crazy with this essay,” he frowned, pulling your chair away from your desk to give you a bit of room to stretch out.

Your head shook, reaching out to pull yourself back, only for Jihoon to get in the way. “I know that you care Jihoon, but I was only daydreaming for five minutes, we’ve both got work to do, so let’s get on with it, shall we?”

“If you think I’m going to let you go back to doing some work in your current state then you are very much mistaken Y/N.” He established continuing to stare down at you, “I can tell you’ve been daydreaming for a lot longer too.”

“Alright, so maybe I was out of it for a while, but that’s time I need to make up for,” you groaned.

Jihoon continued to shake his head back at you, “when I told you I wasn’t moving, I meant it. For once, I’m not messing around, I’m going to make sure that you look after yourself.”

“I’m too tired to even bother arguing anymore with you.”

DK:

As yet another yawn left you, it was the final straw for Seokmin, walking around to your desk and standing in between you and your laptop. “You’ve got two choices, nap with me, or go and have a nap by yourself.”

“Can’t I just decline both of them?” You questioned, trying to peer around his waist so that you could look back at your essay.

“I’m not budging, and these hips are wide,” he smiled, stepping each time you moved. “Y/N, you’re exhausted, and don’t even try to deny it. At least close your eyes for half an hour and then come back to your work.”

Your head tried to shake, but as it did, another yawn escaped, rendering your argument pointless. “I can sleep for days once this essay is submitted Min, but until then, a trip to bed will just have to wait for me.”

“You’re not going to win,” he joked, staring down at you in front of him. “We can either do this the easy way or the hard way, and I’m happy to do either. So, I’ll leave it up to you to decide what you want to do.”

“That depends, what’s the easy way and what’s the hard way?” You challenged back to him.

His head nodded, “I’m guessing you’ve chosen the hard way,” he announced, bending down and wrapping his arms around you before scooping you off of your chair with ease.

“I would’ve still chosen the easy way I’ll have you know.”

Mingyu:

A strong pair of arms wrapped around you, instantly drawing you out of the daydream that you found yourself in, staring at your half-written essay. “You’re coming with me for a while before you drive yourself crazy.”

“Mingyu, I need to get this done,” you huffed, trying to pull his arms away from your waist, but he was far too strong to budge.

“What you need to do, is forget about your essay for a while, and then you can go back to it with a clearer head in a bit,” he assured you, pulling you down on top of him as he fell onto the sofa, keeping a hold of you.

Despite your protests, it didn’t take long before you made yourself comfortable cuddled into his side. “I’ve still got plenty of work to do, no matter how much you want to use a break as an excuse to cuddle me.”

“I mean it was part of the reason, but also because I’m worried about you too. Everyone needs to take breaks, even if you think it’s wrong. You’ll go back to your essay and ace it,” he assured you, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“You sound confident for someone that makes it very hard to leave a cuddle,” you joked.

Mingyu’s eyes rolled back at you, “to say you were reluctant to cuddle me, you’ve very quickly changed your tune. I guess cuddling me is never as bad as you think it is.”

“There’s nothing bad ever about cuddling with you.”

The8:

Minghao had watched you shut yourself away for far too long when it came to writing your essay, sensing just how unproductive you were getting. “Talk to me about it,” he announced when you stopped writing again.

“What are you on about?” You questioned, jumping slightly at the sound of his voice. “What are we supposed to talk about?”

“Your essay,” he smiled, placing his phone down beside him so that you had his full attention. “It’s supposed to help talking about things, so why don’t you give me some of your ideas and see what you think about them aloud?”

You stared questionably across at him, “are you really telling me that you want to sit here and listen to me talk to you about a subject you have no idea about? Did you even study psychology at school to know things?”

“I haven’t got a clue, but that might help. Explain it to me, and if it’s simple enough for me to understand, then it’s simple enough to go in your essay too, right?” He suggested, noticing the way in which your eyes lit up.

“Do you know, that might not be such a bad idea, I need the practice right now,” you grinned.

His head nodded, moving himself a little closer towards you, “why don’t you go from the beginning in that case, and make sure to write it down. I’m all ears whenever you’re ready.”

“Alright, I hope you’re prepared to pay close attention to me.”

Seungkwan:

As another sigh echoed out around the room, Seungkwan stood up from his own desk, walking around to you, resting his hands against your shoulders. “How’s it going?” He asked, staring at your empty page.

“Terribly,” you frowned, leaning back to rest against his chest, “do you fancy swapping and writing this for me Kwan?”

“I love you, but not enough to write a three-thousand-word essay,��� he smiled, leaning down to press a kiss against the top of your head, “you’ve just got to keep working at it, and eventually it’ll all come together into something beautiful.”

His words were kind, but you were far from convinced. “I’ve stared at this screen for three hours, written one sentence, and then deleted it. It’s like I’m destined to just fail this essay and mess up my grades at the last minute.”

“Well, you won’t get very far with a negative attitude like that,” Seungkwan pointed out to you, “as hard as it is, you’ve just got to remain positive for now and trust in that brain of yours that the work will write itself.”

“My brain feels like it’s never been so useless as it is right now,” you continued to vent.

Seungkwan’s lips pressed against the top of your head, “you’re being too hard on yourself, just relax, and I promise that the work will come to you and you’ll get a great essay written.”

“I don’t know what I’d do without your positivity sometimes.”

Vernon:

Your brows furrowed as soon as you looked around to see your phone no longer on your desk, failing to remember where you’d last put it. “Looking for something?” A voice questioned, as the pieces very quickly came together.

“That’s unfair,” you cried out, unsurprised when you looked around to see Vernon holding onto your phone in his hands.

“You keep getting distracted, but you’re almost at the end, all you’ve got left to write is your conclusion. Let me keep a hold of this,” he propositioned, “and I bet in an hour you can have that essay completed to word count.”

Your eyes rolled, however good of an idea of his it seemed to be. “I was doing just fine with this work before you came over and stole my belongings. I’ve barely even been on my phone that much today you know.”

“Y/N, every time I look up, you’re typing away on your phone,” he chuckled, shaking his head at your protests. “You’ll thank me for doing this in a little while once your essay is complete and you’re not worrying anymore.”

“I’m not just typing, I’m doing research as well,” you tried to protest.

Vernon scoffed back at you, “Twitter is not research, however hard you want to try and convince yourself otherwise. Now, get it written, and then you can scroll through your feeds.”

“You really can be evil sometimes; do you know that?”

Dino:

It was obvious to Chan that you were beginning to struggle with your essay, you’d barely focused on it for quite some time, finding every distraction possible. “I’ve got a suggestion,” he called out as you picked up your phone again.

“What’s that?” You questioned, looking away from your computer to his figure that was sat across the room.

“I’ll order us takeout for dinner, my treat, if you get two hundred words done in the next hour,” Chan proposed, noticing how quickly your eyes lit up at the mention of food. “But only if you get your work done.”

A loud groan came from you, “I just knew that food would come at a price, it always does with you. Can’t we agree on one hundred, do you know how much effort two hundred words is going to take?”

“I do, but I also know how much better you’ll feel once you get it done,” he proudly smirked, knowing that he was right. “Just get your head done, if food isn’t a good enough goal for you to reach, I don’t know what is.”

“You promise that two hundred is all I need for takeout?” You quizzed.

Chan’s head nodded back at you with a laugh, “I promise, as soon as you add two hundred words to that essay, a menu of your choosing will be ordered for dinner, and all paid for by me.”

“Alright, I guess I better get my head down then.”

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tuesday again 5/3/22

fucking doozy of a making section

listening: Pink Panther by Scene Queen. i have been awaiting this for some time bc she did a very sensible and well thought out social media campaign across literally every platform several months before this dropped, which is how i ran across it in the process of looking up things on tik tok for work. every fucking day my job gets harder and harder to explain unless you are also in this extremely specific entertainment/tech brainrot corner of capitalism.

anyway this is an EXTREMELY horny song i love it a lot. contains the lyrics “don’t call you know i can’t answer/gettin pussy like the pink panther”. very early aughts! very ke$ha, very charlie’s angels, very D.E.B.S. if ANYONE else on this godforsaken gay nostalgia website has seen that movie.

there is in fact a very fun sample of the pink panther theme in this pop? metal? pop song with a headbanging interlude? song

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reading: fallow week

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watching: also fallow week

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playing: through an elaborate game of friend barter i have acquired a switch and breath of the wild. it is fucking hysterical to me how much this is just skyrim but good and how much genshin impact is just breath of the wild but with some tits and a lot of ass. it’s also screamingly funny to me that breath of the wild has made about a billion and a half since launch and genshin made 2.1B its first year. just on mobile. so much appetite for these kinds of games (big open world rpg-lite with puzzle solving and kind of grindy mob-based combat) but they’re hysterically expensive to make.

said “oh fuck that’s the guy” out loud when i spotted prince sidon through the ol binocs, he does not have the personality or voice acting i was led to believe

im having a slightly frustrating time mostly bc i don’t really have the hand dexterity to do combos and i didn’t grow up with controllers. it’s easier to map things to separate keyboard keys, although mouse and keyboard is quite hard on the wrists. actually my problem is probably that it’s slightly more brainpower than i want to give to a game rn.

really looking forward to playing a bunch of visual novels in bed this winter. maximum coze

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making: im extremely stressed due to a combination of work and life and not balancing them very well lately. so im buying a bunch of house shit bc it is college grad season so half the people in this area are going home or otherwise moving and looking to ditch their shit.

the first and most important thing is that a new evil lair has been rented. this will be the first place where i am the only one on the lease and it comes unfurnished. i will be slowly moving in, as i did last year, bc this  current above-the-second-floor apartment’s stairs are quite bad for the knees. hopefully everything i can pick up by myself will (at minimum) be in a storage unit by the time my sister comes up memorial day weekend to help me move things that don’t fit in my car. the tuesdayposts may be a little light on content for the next four to six weeks.

i am annoyed i have to pay double rent for a month and a half, and i am annoyed i spent a bunch of money in march for some shit that was Extremely specific to making this apartment nicer (like idk i’m gonna need an eight foot ladder in the new place, which was not built in the 1800s and has somewhat low ceilings and way fewer windows, also there isn’t really a good place to put my swiss dot and pom pom trim cafe curtains :(

anyway here are some objects and very few pictures of things i acquired last week from paying attention to craigslist curb alerts: huge pile of frames, a milk glass object, and this floor lamp. which i think is brass plated and desperately needs a new shade. project for future kay. maybe i’ll get really into lampshades next who knows. my new living room has no good ceiling light so between this and the big green lamp and i guess the plant lights that’ll have to do it

disGOSTang. v excited to get that weird shellac and all that grime off.

some objects i acquired from a moving sale but have no pics of bc they Immediately went into the storage unit: microwave, another little pyrex strage container (glass lid!), a cool vase, a brass vase holder thing, a campaign dresser/nightstand thing that is mostly made out of real wood (may hold out for a 1920s style waterfall dresser with the rounded nose, bc i fear with the brass bed AND a campaign dresser my bedroom may look a little too apartment therapy)

“kay what’s the deal with you and brass?”

well

i feel like brass implies that at least some minimum baseline of thought and effort has been put into an object. i like how mellow and warm it looks. i think it’s an easier finish to decorate around than steel or “oiled bronze” which is usually just treated steel but we don’t have time to get into that. i also like how it leans industrial without going full steampunk. also i hate trying to clean verdigris without ruining it.

also here’s a good post about recreational labor from tumblr user hellenhighwater that made something in my brain go “ping”