#i tried to go with the stuff that idk anyone else who listens to that music

[the--days]

idk even how to articulate this but something about beau's friendship with The Boys is so. gender. when it's her & fjord or her & caleb & fjord together. its something its there. she asks to be disguised as a man she's One Of The Guys shes the first mate she should have been a son. lesbian gender moments.

[skiiyoomin]

HII!! Idk if your taking requests rn but if you still do,can you please do Bakugou having a emo gf?? I honestly don't know if you still write mha stuffs, so ignore this if you don't!! 🙏🙏

ღBakugou having an emo gf

ʚCont: Swearing, fem! reader

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a/n hi!! idk if you wanted it to be texts or a oneshots or wtv so i went with headcanons!! and yess i still write for mha, my inbox is open if you get creative ;)) also, my conception of emo might but kinda stereotypical so i apologize in advance!!

Bakugou had an emo phase in middle school and you can NAWTTT change my mind. Now that he´s older and more mature, he´s become closeted about this phase of his. But trust, if he hears any type of emo music, he knows deep down in his soul that he´s jamming to that shit.

That is why, in terms of how aggressive he is with people, emos are at the bottom of the list, including you.

Of course, when you first walked into class he was still the abrasive person he is. Nevertheless, it was clear to anyone who had known him long enough, that he treated you with just a little more respect than he did with others.

You never understood it, but you never questioned it either. What little bit of peace there was with the blonde was to remain untouched and unshattered. That is until Mina whispered ideas into your head that Bakugou had a thing for you. At first, you tried to convince yourself that it was just Mina gossiping as always. But that didn´t mean you weren´t just the slightest bit more aware of Bakugous mannerisms towards you.

During his infatuated phase, though he would rather die than call it that, he had walked past your room only to stop abruptly when the muffled music reached his ears. The rythm of Panic! At The Disco was heard through your speakers, your melodic voice humming the lyrics. He´d be lying if he said he didn´t know the songs by heart. He did.

And despite his embarrassment of people having this knowledge, his gut told him you wouldn´t judge. Hence why he found himself knocking on your door.

"Bakugou? Do you need something?" You ask, not having expected the sudden visit.

Why did he come here again? His throat suddenly felt dry and his tongue heavy.

"I heard your music down the hallway, it´s too damn loud" Smooth Bakugou smooth.

"Oh. Is it? I´ll turn it down"

Just as you turn back around, he abruptly speaks.

"I like it" Well that sounded dumb "The group I mean. It used to be my favorite"

If you weren´t surprised before you sure are now. Yet you didn´t dislike it.

"Really?....Wanna come in to listen?"

The friendship stage was blurry to say the least. Neither of you knew whether you were treading a line between friends or lovers. But it felt right.

The respect he held for you from the beginning grew the more he learned about you. Between all the dumbasses and extras he was surrounded with, you seemed to be the one with the most refreshing mind. Your passions and views about the world amaze him to no end and he finds himself learning from you.

Of course, everyone else could see the palpable tension between you. It was clear as day yet neither of you made a move. It was infuriating and your dear classmates could only take so much before they intervened. Luckily, a small push was all that was needed for things to go smoothly.

They went with the classic plan. Making plans with friends only to end up ditching you and leaving you all alone with your now crush. Bakugou caught on quicker than you did. And while he wanted to strangle the idiots, he knew it was now or never, he had to stop chickening out.

"What are we?" He asks out of the blue while walking back to the dorms. He could feel your eyes on him, but he didn´t turn his head, too scared to look.

"What do you want us to be?" You counterask, your heart inevitably thumping in your chest.

"If I tell you will you still stay?" You can only muster a nod.

"I want us to stop dancing around our feelings. I want to take you out. On a real date"

With a grin, you lean close and place a kiss to his blossoming cheek. "I´ve been waiting for you to ask"

The relationship wasn´t all that different. Rather, it was more like an upgrade. He still does the things he does but now under the claim of being your boyfriend. And yes, he came out of the emo closet, though it was pretty transparent. Don´t tell him that though.

[dragonridernoobie]

Glad to see a undertale au author still up and running.

Thoughts on writing a feral underfell bitty sans (possibly abandoned, escaped from a bad place, neglected? Who knows) the reader finds injured and patches them up + befriends them?

Some bitty fics include feral bitties travelling together, like a horror or classic sans with a fell.

Basically, go nuts, no strict requests. Interpret it how ever you like :)

Hope you like this request, idk just enjoying the fandom.

Enjoy the rest of your day/night ^-^

I am so happy to do this! It reminded me of a picture I found on Pinterest that I wanted to adopted fell san bitty. Here is the picture. Also, I'm gonna do it with fell and horror since they where abandon for there looks and attitude.

To anyone else reading this: You will adopt him, and if you don't, I will find out where you live and kill you. Then I'm gonna bring you're ass back from hell and make you write a sorry letter to a fictional character.

Enjoy <3

FellSansBitty X Reader X HorrorSansBitty

It was just a normal day in Ebbot city. All you wanted to do was get a coffee and some treats but mother nature decided that you where gonna deal with nature and threw the biggest Strom the city has seen.

You where currently running down the street, you're jacket over you're head to stop getting wet.

While on you're way back home, you ran by a alley you passed a million times. Though, this time was different. You heard crying. You stopped and tried to listen over the heavey thunder and rain but you couldn't.

When you got closer, you where able to hear it clearer. When a loud thundering boom made it's present, you heard a whimper. When you followed the noise, you came across a wet, broken down box. On the front it said "bitty for sale." There were numbers also scratched out.

25$, 15$, 5$, and free. You looked inside and you saw a bitty. Bittys where interduced to human kind when monsters arrived above ground.

Humans took them quickly and made more of them. They are now used for therapy, friends, pets, and teatchers for the disabled.

Though there were times when bittys did stuff they were not meant to do. Like bitting, talking back, and actually running away from their owners. People called then "broken bittys."

When that stuff happened, people would take them and dust them or put them down in human words. You did not believe in that way since it was wrong, and living things should have free will.

So when you opened the soggy broken box open, you came face to face with the bitty. It looked up at you, scared but also hissed at you in fear.

You used your best smoothing voice to calm into bitty and reach your hand out. Showing it that it can get on your hand if it wants.

When another loud thundering boom was heard, it quickly grabbed you're hand and you slowly raised it up.

Now that it was in your hand, you quickly brought it underneth your jacket and got a closer look at it

It looked like....

FellSanBitty

It looked like a little cherry. It had a big furry black and yellow jacket and shorts.

It had red eyelights.

It looked at you while you stood up and quickly ran to you're house.

Once you reached you're house, you where quick to grab a towel and help the bitty dry off.

It grumble and snapped at you, saying it can do it it's delf

Once it was dru, you interduce youreself. "Hi, my name is (Y/N). What's you're name?"

"....sans...but I like being called red...."

You nod and ask him if he wants food.

You make him some grilled cheese and give it to him.

He complains that the grilled cheese was too cheesy, but he was lying that he hated it since he was eating it faster, then he could chew it.

You had to tell him a few times to slow down.

While he eats, you asked him why he was in that box.

Red stopped eating and looked at the ground.

"No one wants a mean looking bitty..."

Obviously you don't like that so you pet his head and say to him. "I don't think you look mean looking. I think you look tough."

Red looks at you surpised. He looked at you like you were joking, but how you were petting him, you wernt joking.

He blushes and pushes you're hand away.

"I ain't cute."

You chuckle and nod. "Of corse you're not."

"I said I ain't fuckin cute! Now stop fucking petting me!"

You guys are gonna have a instresting relationship.

Pretend that's you're hand.

HorrorSansBitty

When you got a better look at the bitty in you're hand, it looked hurt.

It had a hole in its head, torn up clothes, and seemed to be shaking from the cold.

You held it aginst youreself and ran home.

Once home, you quickly grabbed a towl and help it dry it off, being mindful of its hole in the head.

Once dry, you asked him for a name.

"......sans......but people call me horror."

You nod and ask if he wants some grilled cheese.

His eyes seem to shine at the sound of food and quickly nods.

You make some and give it to him.

You watch him devour the grilled cheese in seconds.

You had to tell him to slow down.

Once he was done eating, you asked the hardest question.

"Why where you in that box?"

Horror stopped eating the crumbs and looked down

"No one wants a broken looking bitty."

You're hurt by his words but after a bit, you take 2 fingers and pet his good side of his skull.

He immediately looked at you surpised but smile and purred.

You just got a skeloton cat bitty.

[jazzyoranges]

Can I humbly request Wednesday x winged reader? Like idk they have angel wings or bird wings or something

Maybe fluff with some angst/comfort >:D

Thanks for entertaining me

Feathers

young!Wednesday Addams x young!fem!reader

Summary: your parents fight. you don’t know where to go, so you run to your favorite Addams

Words: 1.4k

Warnings: hurt/comfort, domestic violence, implied alcoholic, toxic relationship (R’s parents), soft ooc Wednesday

A/n: R is a raven btw :) also don’t ask why Wednesday thinks and talks like a depressed poet at 7/8 yrs old. she’s just experiencing some big emotions 😞

You ran as fast as your little legs could take you. There wasn’t an exact location you were running to, but somehow you knew where you’d end up. Tears left your eyes and a few feathers had been plucked from your gorgeous wings. The night air sent shivers down your spine but you refused to look back. You never wanted to look back.

Tired, cold, and sleepy, the Addams Mansion finally came into view. It’s brambly trees threatened to scratch and pull at your skin, but you happily greeted the forest you’ve come to love. It reminded you of your favorite Addams.

The whistle of trees beckoned you away, but you fought against their singing and continued to the front of the mansion. You loudly knock against the large door, and a butler you recognize so dearly groans behind it.

“Mr. Lurch!” Your small voice cut through the dark night.

What anyone else would assume to be a groan of annoyance, you knew was one of confusion. Lurch takes one good look at you and scoops you into his arms, as if you weighed absolutely nothing. His feet thumped against the floors of the mansion and you could only assume he was taking you to the owners of the terrifyingly beautiful home.

Mrs. Addams and Mr. Addams who’ve you known so well, sit in their living room while Morticia reads a book about who knows what to her husband. He listens intensely with love in his eyes until Lurch’s thumps bring you to the married couple.

“(Y/n)? Lurch, why have you brought us Miss (L/n)?” Gomez questions, while Morticia goes into mother mode immediately. She takes you from Lurch’s arms and thanks him as he pats you on the head before leaving.

“(Y/n), dearest. Who’s caused you such harm?”

Your eyes fill with tears as you recall what happened.

“D-Daddy, he-“

Your father came home angry. Angrier than usual. You tried to hug him, but he pushed you away for the fridge instead. Your lip quivered while you ran to your mother, and she had an angry expression when you told her.

You felt so bad for telling on Daddy. He… he did love you! He did! He was just a little sad for some reason. You decided maybe Daddy just needed space.

You were supposed to be asleep when Mommy and Daddy started fighting. Daddy said a lot of mean stuff. Something about how he wished he was never with Mommy... surely he didn’t mean it! He said something about how you were a mistake, but Daddy didn’t mean it! Right? Daddy loved you…

You didn’t realize you were crying until a small hiccup escaped your throat, and your parents spun around to look at your pained expression from the stairs. You felt bad Mommy and Daddy were fighting. Your father tried to comfort you by closing in for a hug, but you didn’t want a hug. Like how Daddy didn’t want a hug earlier.

You pushed the man away, and he made a scary face. You wished you could say he wasn’t your daddy, but only your daddy’s voice could be so scary. Turning to hide in your room, he grabs at your right wing to keep you close.

It hurt a lot.

But as fast as it hurts, it stops and you look behind you. With a fist full of your dark feathers, your mother slams your father into the stairs. What she actually says are a little muffled to you, but you get the idea after she points to a nearby window.

You try to fly, but the difference in feathers throws you off balance. You manage to glide down from the second story, but not without an ungraceful landing.

You didn’t know where to go.

“A-And then Mommy told me t’run away. B-But I didn’t know where t’go…”

“Oh, my darling, I’m so sorry.” Morticia shares a concerned look with her husband, and he immediately springs into action. Gomez grabs his coat and is out the door in less than a second.

“How about we get you cleaned up, would you like that?” You nod.

Morticia brings you to one of the many bathrooms of the mansion, and sits you down on the toilet seat lid. She soaks a towel with warm water to wash your muddied face and clean off any cuts you might’ve had. Both of you fall into a comfortable silence.

—

There’s an ache in Wednesday’s soul she can’t place. It’s kept her up for hours, and sleep hasn’t been able to take her away just yet. Wednesday had paced circles in her room with only the moon as a light, yet her ache has yet to subside.

Only when Wednesday hears the front door open, she knows she’s found the reasoning for the ache. With feather-light steps, the young Addams creeps down to where she can hear talking.

What Wednesday doesn’t expect is the face of her best friend crying and whimpering. It takes everything inside of her to not run in and steal you away. Instead, she listens to your story.

You tell the older Addams woman about what happened, and Wednesday’s blood starts to boil. You didn’t deserve that. You didn’t deserve that atrocity of father. Wednesday can’t continue listening to your story or she’ll commit unforgivable crimes not even you would approve of.

Wednesday creeps back up into her room. She’s really not getting any sleep until she knows for sure you’re safe and with her. Wednesday was awfully aware of how little power she had at her age, but that didn’t stop the young Addams from formulating a plan. Specifically, a plan to make you feel better. (and maybe a plan to get revenge on your disgrace of a father, but that’d have to wait)

Wednesday decided to make her move when her bathroom light was turned on just near her bedroom. She decided to pay you a visit.

“Mother.” Wednesday appeared behind Morticia, her monotone voice causing you to jump the slightest.

“Wednesday, dear, unable to sleep?”

“Someone had been keeping me up, and I think I know who.” The younger girl peers over her mother’s shoulder to meet your curious gaze. You flush in embarrassment and look at the ground.

“Sorry I woke you up, Wens… I didn’t mean to come here so late”

“Sleep in my room.”

“Wednesday, are you sure you’ll be able to sleep with company?”

“Her safety directly corresponds with my sleep schedule.”

“If you insist, my little death.” Morticia sighs. “You two go straight to bed now, hm?”

You nod before getting up off the toilet seat lid. Before you enter Wednesday’s room, Morticia stops you. She bends down to reach your height.

“Don’t you worry about Mommy and Daddy, dear. Mr. Addams and I have all of it covered. You just have sweet nightmares tonight, alright?” There’s nothing but kindness and worry in her voice. Morticia stands up, and you give her a quick hug before she leaves. The older woman feels her heart melt.

You sit on Wednesday’s bed just like you have countless times before. The moonlight illuminates you perfectly, Wednesday thinks. She wasn’t one for holy comparisons, but nothing described you better than an angel of death.

With a halo made of the moon and wings darker than hell, you were no less than ethereal.

“Wens?” Your voice snaps the Addams out of her thoughts.

“What happened to your wing?”

“Uhm… can I tell you tomorrow? I’m sleepy” You emphasize your point with a yawn

“I understand, let’s sleep.” Wednesday nods, and you move over to make some room on the bed.

Wednesday has been in this exact position many times before, but somehow this time felt different. Perhaps it was the fact there’s a blatant elephant in the room, or the fact she knows the reason due to your escape from home. Either way, something was different.

You were basically passed out as soon as your head hit the pillow, leaving Wednesday with her own thoughts as she watched you sleep. The younger Addams ran her fingers through your right wing, successfully finding the patchy spot.

Your face contorts into something like pain and fear, and Wednesday quickly pulls her hand away. She didn’t mean to hurt you. When your pained expressions continue, Wednesday knows you’re having a nightmare. And not an enjoyable one.

Almost like second nature, Wednesday pulls you into her arms. Your wing falls atop her like a blanket, and you seem to go back to uneventful sleep. Even unconscious, you hold the Addams like you’re awake.

Wednesday is finally met with sleep when she could press a hand against your chest and feel the rhythmic thumping of your heart.

[isackwhy]

Please do write them in the apocalypse it would be funny and i know it🙏

okay….y’all convinced me….

tgc boy’s in an apocalypse hc’s (kinda x reader)

isaacwhy

i think he’d survive pretty fucking long dare i say

resourceful

also strong so

and he knows how to shoot guns apparently

if u didn’t know how he’d 100% show u

kills snakes and yells at the ppl who complain that’s for dinner

“SOFT HANDS. YALL GOT SOFT HANDS”

def the type to speak to the walkers like they’re human before killing them

“oh brother you look like shit”

saves u extra food

tries to take the role of leader

gets shot down immediately

accidentally fucks around and finds out

like he does some shit couldn’t do legally beforehand and gets like mildly hurt

really observant over like u and the guys

listens for every sound

bigt

doesn’t take this shit seriously 9/10 times

finds a bandanna and it becomes his thing

“hey larry, do i look cool?” as he holds up an smg he stole off a dead guy

the one that cracks jokes even after a whole horde nearly killed y’all

“well—at least it wasn’t a close call”

it was.

will tend to u before anyone else

cooks up random ass shit w random ass shit and will eat it happily

gathers the items

tries to open a shop and basically gets told to go fuck himself

would try and use a spear

fails miserably

larrycroft

has the devious plans to get y’all out of sticky situations

sometimes u can’t tell if he’s being deadass bc they’re so odd until he does said plan

wants to die bc of how much of a picky eater he is and how he has like no choice to eat it

sleeps in trees above yall

will steal u clothes and jewelry

would somehow find an mp3 player and it becomes yalls godsend

tells stories near the fire

the small but mighty type

like will sneak up on people and kill (if needed)

tries to eat random berries

do not let him eat the random berries .

will pretend he knows what they are

he doesn’t.

him and tanner bring back random ass shit to decorate ur base w (if u have one idk)

softwilly

also tried to make himself leader.

not happening.

there’s no leader

went to school for chemistry so i imagine he’s good at making that kind of stuff

does know which berries to eat

brings bento w him

“bet ur missing ur vape right now isaac”

“i fucking hate u”

makes all the traps for like walkers and animals

complains every time u sleep in the woods

is adamant on when to switch watch shifts

like will shake u from a slumber if it’s ur turn

feel like he’d use a pistol idk

subconsciously handles most of the confrontations w ppl w isaac

freaks out when y’all don’t have somewhat clear water

and still wants to be as clean as possible so he will disappear to bathe in a lake if possible

loves surprising u w random shit he found as a little gift

yumi

sniper. and a good sniper too

maybe siege influenced him idk

kinda takes it the most seriously

“guys. enough. we don’t know what could be in here”

makes sure the rations are even smh

steals random leaves to pretend they’re weed and pretends to roll them for u

but would also steal flowers for u

“i’m done walking. there’s a building there”

somehow still dripped out

found a fanny bag and it’s his prized possession

doesn’t take shit from anyone

probably will curse a guy out and end up in a fight

that’s all my brain got got now

[ganondoodle]

this isnt a call out for anyone; i keep getting asked why i even post my opinions on the internet if i dont want to argue whenever i mention how tired i am of people trying to argue with me or proof me wrong

and i just ... for one its bc there are people that have told me they like hearing my opinions bc it makes them feel less alone, its validating to hear that i am not alone and i make them feel less alone (this is a big reason)

then theres the thing .. do you feel good never saying your opinion on anything and just keeping everything to yourself? be it big or small, i tried to do that for years, just trying to crawl deeper and deeper into a hole bc clearly i am the problem and should be able to deal with everything on my own, never say anything, i could be annoying, i could be a burden, and it nearly killed me; i have very few friends and i already spam them enough to feel constantly guilty

and if i did that on some private account ... what use is that, thats the same thing as not saying anything, whats the use of saying anything when no one listens, even to select few, whats the point if others cant find it, there might be people i dont know at all that would find solace in hearing my stupid ramblings about games

its true i lack self control and just tend to talk about stuff when i feel the need of talking, but is that really so bad?

correct me if im wrong but i was never of the impression that posting something on the internet automatically means wanting to debate and argue unless you specifically say or initiate it on someone elses post? like thats why i pretty much always make my own post to complain and dont go on other peoples posts of opposing views, id view the latter as an invitation to argue moreso than the former

when i post some stupid opinion (im talking about harmless personal video game opinions mind you) on my own account who am i bothering, if people agree thats great! if they dont they can just move on- i know people love to discuss and share different opinions but the the ones i most often encounter are ones where its a basically trying to start a fight over whos more right (like theres always one correct opinion to have) or just telling me i am not allowed to feel like i feel-

im aware i cant expect everyone to be able to see a differeing opinion and move on without saying anything, but when i say something, unless its specifically a question, i just do it to vent, to let my thoughts out so they dont slowly gnaw at me, maybe find validation in others also thinking like that (i know i cant also expect everyone to think that way .. i just see it as a form of politeness? sorta?); in all honesty, i dont do it to get told opposing opinions (i know thats maybe a little ... idk, selfish i guess?) bc i usually have seen or heard those already and am saying mine bc i havent seen it before or very very little- what i think is often very much not the majority so the need to say something gets greater the more i see somethign i dont agree with, like an urge to balance it? a call to see if i am alone or not? and much less so to argue or debate over something like that, im tired and exhausted at all times, and have often trouble even getting myself to draw, i dont enjoy fights of any kind, and especialyl so when its about something so completely ignorable like a game opinion i only said bc i wanted it out of my head and bc i have seen that the majority seems to be of a different one

like a sticky note on a wall, not an invitation to a political meeting?

maybe this is something i need to work on and get better at, i havent found a way that lets me get rid of my thoughts in a way that doesnt leave me feeling guilty (like spamming my friends) or to gnaw at me (not saying anything, or somewhere no ones gonna hear it)

i know im incapable of shutting up ever (though at least i got a better control over my emotions by now) and i risk accidentally seeming like im inviting people to a fight but i dont know what else to do

maybe its something i horribly missunderstood about the internet, but its my only outlet for that, i dont have anyone IRL to talk to about my interests, maybe its a flaw that needs work, maybe its just a flaw, i dont know :/

[drdemonprince]

Hi Devon,

this might not be a question you can answer, or maybe it is! idk. this is about covid & alike

for context on myself, i’m a white gendrfucky trans guy who’s also autistic & an immigrant (so some cultural context is probably lacking)

as we know, we’re in a 2nd highest surge & the pandemic never stopped and it increasingly dangerous and disabling to so many

i wear my kn95 everywhere i go now, and while i tried last semester, it was a lot easier to abandon masking because of

1. others’ around me negligence

2. some classrooms being IMPOSSIBLY hot and close to unbearable with a respirator on

3. attending crowded events where people needed to hear me

i’ve reevaluated and am rebuilding my practices now, but what i’m finding really difficult is to get people i have in my life to wear a mask again

i feel so lost. i share the informational posts, i talk to my people, i offer masks- what else is there to do?? i know the exhaustion i feel is absolutely incomparable to what disabled and immunocompromised people feel, especially when they’ve done the work for years!

i just don’t understand how i’m supposed to keep moving through life. i mean ofc i’ll keep doing what i’m already doing but it’s so incredibly isolating to be the only person masked in a meeting of 20,30,50 people.

i don’t know how to make people care. i don’t know how to have conversations with my friends in a way that will let our relationship evolve with this new understanding of care. i don’t know how to not polarize people into defensiveness when i talk about the powers wreaking atrocities in falasteen being the same ones shortening an isolation period to 1 day.

i don’t know how to be eloquent enough to be listened to and firm enough where people take what i say seriously. i don’t know how to not start screaming WEAR A MASK anytime it’s a crowded (or even not crowded) meeting indoors with no air filtration.

idk how people don’t realize the “cold” they’ve had for 3 weeks is either covid or direct aftermath of it. idk how they stand for seemingly the right things and then come to work sick & unmasked.

i don’t know how to engage with most people in a meaningful way & find connections because the delusion, the “it won’t happen to me”, the “i don’t care if i catch it and die”, the “this is just the way it is” seems to be a wall made of unbreakable cement and i don’t know what will melt it.

i feel insane for having compassion towards the world and seeing how it can be better. i feel insane for being angry people don’t mask & downplay this issue. i feel insane for even trying to talk sense into people.

i’ve recently been called a lying phony by an account that talks about masking bc a lot of my recent pictures show my face without a mask. i archived the posts since, apologized and reflected. but a lot of pictures i take are in my own room so i am unmasked. idk

i feel like the gap between me and most people i know is growing wider by the minute and with every reading i do about interdependent revolutionary practices, etc.

i know that when one understands something, it is their responsibility to make an impact on their bubble of the world and transform it with their knowledge. but i doubt i’m the only one doing the reading and knowing what’s going on, i just seem to be the only one masking.

i don’t know. i’m sorry it’s such a long ask & i’m sure you have your own stuff you’re dealing with. i just don’t know who else to ask that might understand. i’m sure there are people around me who might but so many are in survival mode and i currently don’t know anyone with the capacity to hold space for this.

i guess it’s bold to assume you do.

anyway, i hope your day goes alright today<3

You are placing wayyy too much responsibility upon yourself as one compassionate and informed individual here, and expecting far too much perfection of yourself in ways that do not help you and do not help the cause. You've done a lot to unpack the terrible individualism that has led to anti-mask sentiment being so rampant, but you are in a way still applying that logic to yourself and your situation by imagining that if you, one humble person with limited power were able to be adequately persuasive, you'd somehow change the actions of thousands. That is not how behavior change works.

Persuasion almost never happens logically or instantly, almost never through one person's remarks. Behavior is shaped by a vast array of economic, sociological, emotional, and ideological factors.

It's also not helpful in my opinion to worry about the opinion of someone who would shame you for not wearing a mask at home alone in your bedroom, either. Obsessing over the optics of our actions and wanting all people to morally approve of us at all times is yet another consequence of individualism and Puritanism. as you well know as someone who masks in a crowd of maskless people, sometimes we gotta do what we know is right and disregard others' opinions.

What you can do, in my opinion, is this: keep masking. Your behavior reminds people of the need for masks and models socially responsible behavior. Bring spare masks with you. Offer them to your family and friends and the people standing near you in public. If they refuse, and you have a good relationship with the person where they have shown they respect you and listen to you, then you can tell them why masking around you is important to you. You cannot change the opinion of someone who has never shown you any respect so don't expect that to ever work.

Even if you do have a good relationship with someone, persuasion is a long, hard process. Do not expect yourself to change their mind. If you can get some people to mask at least around you, that is a victory. Perfection is an unrealistic goal here to expect of yourself, and for public health in general. Any improvement you can inspire is a victory. Even if it's just making one or two friends mask more often when they are with you. That still lessens risk. That still sends a visible signal to everyone around you. You have no idea of the impact you truly have on other people in the long term. It is both more modest and far larger and longer-reaching than you as an individual will ever know.

Please be easy on yourself. You are just a person. An average person with very limited power. So is everyone else for the most part. When you stop burdening yourself with the unrealistic responsibility of changing thousands of people's behavior, you will feel less resentful toward others as well. When we resent other people it always means we are doing too much.

And when you feel less overwhelmed and overburdened, you will be more effective in the conversations you do have with people about COVID too. People do not respond well to (what they perceive to be) guilt or intensity or someone presuming to know better than them. What people do respond to well is to be asked genuine questions, listened to, validated in their feelings, given help where they are facing barriers to action, and being treated with compassionate gentleness.

But to do that you have to work on believing that people who are flawed in their response to COVID have reasons for doing so that make sense to them, and that they aren't all foolish and lacking in compassion. As my friend @kim-from-kansas says, people do not do things that do not make sense. If a person's actions do not make sense to you, it is because you are missing a piece of their context. The sad fact is people have many reasons to think that masking doesn't work or is hopeless. People have been very heavily propagandized and trauma also makes many people value life less.

Convincing people to take COVID more seriously is a tall, tall order, but if you wish to do so, you will need to be more than correct. You will have to put real work into not making people feel judged, and you will have to make peace with not always (or even usually) succeeding. It sucks but that's how it is. Best of luck!!

[oddvanilla]

Honey, I'm pregnant and it's yours

Also Petey misses you

Im scared even writing this, I know I'm gonna get smth along the lines of 'go the fuck away' but I jus can't help it

I know u know who this is

Also I'm also very scared of you at the moment

Thank you, and I know it seems weird but I can't help it but, I love you [I seem creepy, sorry, also u don't have to accept it]

Bye bye, u probably won't even post this but I've been killing myself thinking about doing this

Thank you

Also Petey really does miss u 🤣

Also just thanks again

[Also sorry I'm not like talking about our break up or anything Id just prefer to do that if I knew u want to too and not like this]

Bye bye for reals now, id put a silly photo but I'm doing this in anon for some reason :)

Bye bye

Also I know you probably didn't expect this to happen

But hey I needed to do something about it

Bye bye now

HOLY CRAP HOW DID I NEVER SEE THIS??? it must've gotten lost in my notifications or something idk...

HAI R**N* !!! I remember your name and every time I try to type my own, yours always comes first. Even when I'm filling up forums or crap...

I'm sorry for scaring you off!!! I still care about you. And for every time I forget to, here I'll just say: I still love you 🫶 even after everything that happened. You're like impossible to hate. I can't help it either🤷‍♀️

My sister still checks on you, even you know that. She tells me what happened to you and that kinda crap. I feel bad all the time, and I'm sorry. I would've said this way earlier If I could, but stuff happens,, YK?? It hurts me so bad knowing what I caused. I didn't mean to do this to you, and even back when we were friends I tried holding on because I can't let you ruin yourself. I miss what we had, that's one fact.

I do care if you kill yourself. I DO care if you slit your wrist. I do still care about you in general. All I wish you is love, that's pretty much. I even asked my sister to go and give you asks just so you're not alone anymore. I don't care if she replaces me,, hey at least you got a friend!!!

But I never deleted everything we shared. All the screenshots from our conversations are like a comfort place, even. I still listen to every song you used to spam. I know I hate pencey prep and frank iero, but I still listen to their music because it reminds me of you. I only hated MCR because I wanted you to have your own thing. I want you to focus on yourself and crap. But now I just went back to listening to MCR because it's all I have left of you. You deserve a real apology from me if you just let us talk this out!!!

I can't replace you, and you know that. I call people my husband or wife but I still have you in mind. You're the best person on here I know, and even though I hated it or pretended it, I miss waking up to lots of messages. Now I still wake up to those but from lots of different people. I don't like it that way, I wish you could just come back. I waited for you SO long and I gave up. I want you back and I would do anything for that. But I didn't go talk to you directly because you know I want you to have space. I miss having only ONE person to go to. I didn't ignore you because I had other people to talk to!!! If anything, my parents expected so much from me like school and other crap that I don't have time to reply to anyone either!!!

Now it's been rough and stuff. I almost have nobody to open up to. Everyone I know is either always asleep or always can't talk. But you're always there and that's one thing nobody can beat you at. I don't even text people first anymore because I feel like I'm a bother and when I'm with you it just feels easier because. You're accepting.

I never told anyone about what we had in detail. I never tried to do the same things WE did with anyone else either. Nobody has to know about what letters are missing in p** w*y h*g*er. Nobody has to know why we hated your brother and how he was a bitch. I don't even send people frerard fanfics anymore because I don't want a friendship story like ours just a 2.0 version. I think you're the one for me, if anything. I love you and you didn't mess up, I did.

I don't want you to leave me alone, I want you back. If YOU can do this then we could build everything back. just know that even if you don't want me, it's fine. But I won't try to find anyone better,, I'll just sit back, I guess🙏🙏 tell mamacita im not done with rizzing her up🙄🙄

[gamerbearmira]

What is this

Idk what this is tbh, it just came to mind and I wanted to draw and write it and stuff. Not sure what I was going for here 🧌

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Isabela, little Isabela who was only 11 years old, stood in the courtyard. The night was quiet but that was the least of her worries. She stared up in confusion at the dark doors. Her Abuela, her mama, her tia, and her tio Bruno. All their doors were dark. And she tried knocking but nothing happened.

Dolores exited the nursery, and Luisa, Camilo and Mirabel followed behind her. Their eyes were red and puffy, and Camilo clung tightly to her night gown while Luisa carried Mirabel.

Once downstairs, Isabela turned to her prima. "Nothing?" She asked and Dolores nodded.

"I...I can't hear anything. No adults," Dolores said, her eyes wide and darting around. "I-I don't understand."

Isabela but her lip and glanced around at the darkened doors again. "Do you...think it has something to do with the doors?"

Dolores glanced at the doors as well. Luisa had sat in the floor, and Camilo and Mirabel leaned against her. "Maybe...but...the candle is still there. And we have our gifts..."

Isabela glanced at the candle. She was right. It was still there. It was weird. And Casita seemed to be there but it was just as clueless as them.

They sat in the darkened courtyard, a long silence stretching. The only sound was the ambience of the outside and the soft sniffling of the children. Where did their parents go? Their tio? Their abuela? Had...had they died...like their Abuelo Pedro?

A knock broke the silence. Isabela and Dolores exchanged glances. Isabela stayed back, ready to protect her siblings as Dolores crept closer to the door, her head tilted as she listened.

"It's...it's Mariano," she whispered. Isabela urged her to open the door and Dolores opened one of the large green doors.

"¿Hola?" A voice came from the other side. It was Mariano. Dolores opened the door further before peeking her head out fully. It was Mariano, the son of one of Abuela's closer friends. It was him and...he had his other siblings along with him. They were all similarly aged to the Madirgal siblings themselves, and she saw them in town often.

"Mariano? What are you doing here? C-Come inside," Dolores said, and she ushered him and his siblings inside. They were still in their pajamas, just like Dolores and her hermano and prima.

Mariano's siblings aat down with Luisa, Camilo and Mirabel, their voices soft as they whispered to wach other. It was perhaps an attempt at some sense of normalcy given their situation.

"Mariano? It's late, why are you here?" Isabela asked after pulling him and Dolores aside. They were the oldest of all the kids, with Mariano being only about a year older than them at 12, and they saw the adults do it before.

"Well, I was at home, right? And I had gotten up to get some food for mí hermanita," Mariano began and Isabela and Dolores nodded. "Well when I went back upstairs, mí mamá's door was open. And I was confused, so I checked and...they weren't there. My parents."

"What? You too?" Isabela asked eith wide eyes and Mariano raised an eyebrow, confused.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Mariano asked and he say tge two girls glance up the stairs. He looked uo as well, and saw the dark doors. "You mean...all of them are gone too?"

Dolores nodded. "I was awake but I didn't hear any of them. Usually at least one or two of them are up, but they were all gone. I can't hear any of them."

Mariano frowned as he glanced at his siblings. "I couldn't find them either. Its like they just vanished."

"What do you thunk happened?" Dolores asked, looking between her cousin and friend.

"I don't know, but...we have to figure out what we're gonna do," Isabela said. "I don't want the yiunfer ones to freak out. Maybe tomorrow we'll go out into town and see if anyone else is having the same problem."

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Just a bunch of little kidz with no adults. Quite possibly stuck in time. Again, not sure what I was going for tbh. Antonio probably appears sometime later by magic or osmosis idk

[corviisquire]

Creatures have colors!!

Left to Right: @moonchild-in-blue @leonsleftbicep @ghxstly-death

@pear-island

Left to Right: @a-s-levynn @foundationsofdecay @polteergeistt

They have been colored along with making some minor adjustments. If anyone wants anything changed please let me know! These creatures are yours so name them whatever you want, develop lore if ya want, and do whatever you want with them. Possible next batch will probably be made later next week.

Art notes under cut :D

I put some music drops because music inspires me too much.

Moonchild-in-blue: The blues and purples!! Opals and the insides of muscle shells inspired me a lot with the coloring (particularly the stars and moon). There’s another shell that has that shiny blue and green lining on the inside but I can’t remember the name of it. It was a full moon last night but I forgot to take a picture! Thought of you but anyways I loved coloring the lady. It was fun but I first I struggled on deciding if I wanted more blue or purple.

Some songs I listened to a lot while coloring this:

Sweet Disposition - Temper Trap

Moon Child - F16s

The Night Does Not Belong to God - you know who

Leonsleftbicep: Colors go crazy! Idk what your favorite colors are but I chose The Blue. I also incorporated some red (for yummy contrast and complementary colors). I realized this looked very vampire media core. EyAH enjoy the critter!

Some songs I listened to while coloring this:

Blue Monday - Orgy

Military Fashion Show - And One

The Apparition - do I really need to say who?

Ghxstly-death: Per your request, red and black was incorporated! Was inspired by Mohg, Lord of Blood, from Elden ring cause he has cool robes and a trident thingy. I really like how it turned out. Like I’ve been doing with every design is adding the bling and I felt gold would work well.

Was resisting the urge to put the entire One EP right here:

Get The Balance Right! - Depeche Mode

Mascara - Deftones

Jaws - Slep tonka

SEVEN HOUR SHITTER (pearisland/perryisle): You use bright colors in your art all the time so we got the colors goingggg. Little guy reminds me of Pumpkin Patch protagonist or Hollow Knight. Idk. Not much to say except TRIPLE DEATH SLIME BARRAGE!!!

No normal music for you. only Kevin Macleod and Pizza Tower ST.

A-s-levynn: More Dark Sun Gwyndolin inspiration… (you can tell I have my dark souls art books open next to me right now). As requested, tendrils/tentacles were added! I think it improved the design a whole lot because it was originally very symmetrical and the tentacles added just the right amount of asymmetry to balance out the overall look. I’m a huge fromsoft fan (playing Elden Ring, waiting for new DLC, have dark souls 1 remastered but haven’t started it yet, have bloodborne Elden ring and DS1/3 art books) so lots of my art has elements from Fromsoft games (neutron activation).

And just like everyone else, some music for the soul:

Too Late - 311

Scared Together - Silversun Pickups

Dark Signs - eepy coin

Foundationsofdecay: Again, taking more inspiration from your blog, colors and stuff. The design had subconscious influence from the game sky: children of the light. Had lotsa fun coloring it. I don’t know much about you like favorite colors or flowers but I tried my best!

Songs that inspired me:

Let It Happen - Tame Impala

Flux - Bloc Party

Rain - tired currency

Polteergeistt: The oarfish colors… A lot Of these characters have cool blues so I tried to use some teal blues to contrast the red/pink(?). “Nintendo switch core” I’m sobbing. I fixed the feet. Now my Pinterest is filled to the brim with fish images (specifically oarfish, sea jellies, and blue lobsters).

The music!!!!!:

UNDERWATER BOI - Turnstile

The Illness (Teenagers Remix) - GoodBooks

Descending - exhausted dollar

Thank you so much. All of you are such lovely people. 🫂💕🫶

[fumiyami]

FUMIKAGE TOKOYAMI

HEADCANONS!!

(or an excuse for me to dump all the thoughts my silly little critter mind thinks into your silly little critter mind!!)

1. autism!!! (I don’t have autism but I saw someone on tiktok headcanon him to be autistic so yeah!!!🤩🤩 if i’m not allowed to like headcanon him to have autism since I don’t have it then pls tell me!!)

2. dyslexia! (no specific reason for this just saw someone else headcanon him to have terrible spelling)

3. listens to mitski

4. dark shadow killed someone when they were both younger (possibly his grandad?) and it’s stuck with Fumi [like in that scene in Ep 44 roaring upheaval where when DS was going wild he said “get away from me!! you’ll die!!”☹️☹️]

5. he and dark shadow both had grudges against Hawks during the first week when they met him (birds hold grudges☺️☺️☺️)

6. gives crystals to those he likes (platonically or romantically your choice!!) like penguins do with rocks

7. HATES when someone ignores him. biggest ick ever (kinda canon cuz when Hawks ignored his phone calls and stuff during the vigilante arc and when izuku was just daydreaming about kacchan and accidentally ignored Fumi)

8. definitely got annoyed by class 1A (mostly Mina and Denki) once when he was eating chicken or something and they struck up a conversation about cannibalism (saw this in a fic I think??)

9. once got caught in his room doing a demon ritual (he revelled too much in the dark)

10. if he were looking for a romantic partner, he’d definitely go with someone who’s the complete opposite of him due to most birds liking shiny stuff (probably someone like Aoyama but I’m a multi-shipper so I’m fine with anything!!)

11. speaking about birds, most people think him to be a crow or a raven BUT he more resembles a Koel bird!! (thank you to someone on Tiktok who pointed this out, I will give you my liver☺️☺️)

12. I don’t have many headcanons for his parents but I imagine them to be..not the greatest people ever😰 (thought of this from when he mentioned in the school briefs how he’s never been to an amusement park before and I know that could be considered normal but hear me out u guys🤯🤯 I want my goth son to have angst)

13. favourite colour is purple, favourite number is 7 (I’m tweaking yall)

14. takes Halloween SO seriously (me too bro me too)

15. SOO ticklish but he vowed to take this fact to the grave (only dark shadow knows and they use it against him like “Fumikage if you don’t let me chew on Mr Aizawa’s scarf I’m telling everyone in class 1A that you’re ticklish”) OR SOMETHING

16. maladaptive daydreamer (I’m projecting with this one u guys!!)

17. knows the entire dance to Rock Lobster by The B-52’s on justdance unwillingly

18. his fav song changes a lot but at one point it was Goo Goo Muck by The Cramps

19. has to stop dark shadow from demanding pets from everyone in class 1A (it’s a daily routine)

20. knows a bunch of bird puns (blame the other silly bird man for this one😡😡)

21. won’t let anyone in his room UNLESS he’s super close to them (like how he tried to stop class 1A going into his room in the dorms episode)

22. (aged up Fumi for this one!!) the complete opposite when he’s drunk and/or high (like super chatty, energetic and giggly) is this realistic??? I haven’t been drunk or high before so idk😓

23. tolerates physical touch (like hugs and stuff) but only from those he’s super close to (or all might in that one episode!!)

24. the first time everyone in class 1A saw him without the choker on some of them (mina and denki and possibly Kirishima🤗🤗) asked him where his neck went..

25. absolutely knocked out when sick/feverish!! like incoherent mumbling, just super weak and dizzy and everything!! (I’ve been reading too much sickfics😰)

26. squawks involuntarily when caught super off guard and the first time it happened was in the class 1A dorms in front of everyone and he was so embarrassed he didn’t speak for a week

27. fluent in some random cool language (like Latin or something equally as cool!!😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎)

28. if he did have a human head then he’d dream of having every piercing on there as possible

29. has a mix of human hair and feathers so he’s gotta do like both brushing and washing it with shampoo and conditioner and stuff but also gotta preen with preening oil (birds naturally have that off of their tail feathers I think but like he doesn’t have a tail so😞)

30. you cannot tell me this man isn’t a writer like with the way he speaks it should be canon!! I can imagine him doing poems and stuff but also turning to other ways to write…(he makes sure no one in his life will ever know his AO3 username)

31. favourite sonic character is Shadow the hedgehog

32. stares outside and just zones out which resulted in the time he once accidentally spaced out while staring at someone (a character of your choice) and was so embarrassed after

33. speaking about embarrassment, he gets embarrassed super easy!!

34. is so painfully awkward around most tiny children (he’s warmed up to eri though after finding out they both have a shared love of apples)

35. sometimes cringes on what he says but knows he can’t take it back (it’s okay my son I’ll still platonically love you!!)

36. hates the fact that he’s been asked by people (TODOROKI.) if he’s Hawk’s brother or relative or something but hates it even more how Hawks barely denies it😡

37. gets his gothic mannerisms from both dark crystal (a pro hero who we can assume he idolises who is mentioned in the school briefs i think) but also a relative like an older sister!!

38. has crazy good intuition

39. is really surprised whenever someone mentions how cool or great dark shadow is since he never really heard that growing up (thank you Izuku!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

40. communication is SO important to him

41. finds it really hard to open up because of feeling like a birden (get it? “bird-en”? haha🙁🙁🙁)

42. he’s super close friends with mostly the heteromorphs of 1A like Koda, Shoji and Tsu but also friends with others who aren’t like Iida and Jirou

43. LOVES conspiracy theories

44. doesn’t cry often but when he does then you know it’s serious😞😞

45. HATES the fact that he has teeth (cuz it looks weird considering how he has a beak) so he’s vowed to never smile with his teeth

46. the type of person to say happy birthday the MOMENT it hits midnight on your birthday :))

47. used to be afraid of flying but made sure it wasn’t noticeable in front of Hawks

48. was genuinely surprised when he saw that the ones in 1A who saw dark shadow go wild didn’t like blame him or anything like how others have in the past🤯

49. dark shadow’s name is super simple because Fumikage had to pick it when they first manifested and since I can imagine he was super young when this happened he wasn’t very creative

50. whenever he and dark shadow play any type of board game together, he has to stop DS from eating the pieces when they’re losing

I got kinda unmotivated towards the end since I was so tired when I wrote all this but i’ll probably have more headcanons in the future!!🙀🙀🙀if y’all have any headcanons about him then please comment them cuz I always love hearing more!!

[namorslutfanfiction]

Imagine Rafa falling in love with you once he realizes Sofia is a cheating whore who picked Amado over him.

He's angry and heart broken when he sees Sofia and Amado kiss at the club. But instead of confronting her he just drinks more, snorts and smokes, and parties harder.

He's stumbling to his car and runs into you on your way out from bartending at the club. You take pity on the drunk, high, and crying Rafa mostly so he doesn't try to drive drunk.

You sit the lunk in your passenger seat and listen to him wax poetic about some girl named Sofia. From what you can tell he was cheated on in some fashion. You offer to drop him off somewhere when his friends appear near his car looking for him. You leave him with them and go home thinking about the sad and handsome man.

The next day Rafa goes back to the club to meet the woman he had almost cried like a baby to. But when he sees you he's immediately obsessed. You were his new muse.

He would come to the club every night to talk to you as you served drinks. He would stay for hours just to see you for a moment even if the club was busy. With his money and flashy style and the posse he had everyone knew he was there just to flex.

Rafa stopped noticing when Sofia was at the club because he only had eyes for you. When he refused her more than three times in one night she got angry and threatened to hurt you. Rafa made sure Sofia knew that if she even tried he'd kill her.

When a young guy started being handsy with you Rafa pulls a gun so fast that it's scary, and hot. Now everyone calls him your narco boyfriend. You don't mind. It keeps you safe and the threat gets you more tips. You still don't fall for Rafa's charms.

Then one day you're not behind the bar. You quit and were apparently out celebrating graduating university. Rafa sends his men to go find you. And when they do Rafa comes running.

Seeing you in sexy club clothes instead of the plain black bartender uniform sets him off. He finds you on the dance floor and pulls you from the girls you're dancing with. When you realize who it is you just smile and pull him close.

It's your turn to be drunk. And soon with Rafa's help you're sky high. Intoxicating. He wants you to go home with him and for once you let him. He's giddy and so needy for you.

But you make him wait. You make him tour you around his big house and you make jokes about him being a narco. You make him show you his weed and coke. You make him wait until you can tell he's barely keeping it together.

Then when he thinks you might just fall asleep on his couch from drunkenness you pull him on top of you and kiss him.

Rafa is gone to the world. Completely melting into you. Who cares about anyone else. You were here with him.

I love him. I might start writing for Rafa.

Maybe. Idk. It would end up being even more stuff.

[dawn-moths]

hiiii me again🦅🦅 idk if requests are closed or nah but can i get 15 and 35 w dabi in a hc way?? tysm!!!

hello! i’ve already done 15 but i’d be happy to do something with #35 for you :)

prompt: 'your problem is my problem'

character: dabi/touya (boku no hero academia)

words: 500+

content warning: no warnings apply!

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♡ Dabi usually seems pretty indifferent towards most things, even his own issues and inconveniences, but the moment you have a problem, that gets completely flipped on its head.

♡ He finds you upset one day, having tried to hastily dry your tears with the edge of your sleeve the moment he enters the space you thought would be private, a few lingering sniffles interjecting your insistences of “I’m fine” and “Don’t worry about it, everything’s ok.”

♡ You try to play it off but he won’t let you, pressing to know what’s caused you to end up in such a state. You’re surprised at first when he actually seems concerned, looking at you like you’re fragile, broken, something to be put back together by his scorched, scarred hands. You wonder if he’s even aware he’s doing it— looking at you like that, hands hovering slightly outreached as if he’s ready to catch you if you fall— but you feel you can trust him so you allow yourself to lean into this unexpected tenderness.

♡ And you tell him. You tell him about the last little thing that had sent you over the edge as well as everything else that had preceded it, how old memories you’d thought you’d long abandoned always found new ways to come crawling back to haunt you.

♡ He understands. God, he understands more than he’s willing to admit. And it’s because he’s been there, knows he’ll be back there some time in the future, that he finds himself so invested in what you’re currently going through.

♡ “I’ll get over it,” you still try to brush it off in the end, after you’d cried all over again, let him wrap his spindly arms around you and listened to the steady drum of his heart as your head rested against his chest, body heat radiating through the thin, worn out material of his old white t-shirt. “I don’t want you to worry about it, it’s not even that big of a—”

♡ “Your problem is my problem,” he interrupts, his raspy, cigarette kissed voice a mere mutter under his breath only loud enough for you to hear, like it’s some kind of secret, this rare kindness he’s showing you, despite the fact you two are alone here. “Don’t ever think you have to deal with this stuff on your own.”

♡ You look into his eyes, all that sapphire swimming with what you can only recognize as genuine care. So you finally find it in you to smile as you say back to him, “Fine, but only if it’s a two way street.”

♡ Dabi tries to suppress the nervous grin that’s forming on his mismatched lips, the expression going crooked and awkward as the dimmed light catches on the flash of a canine tooth. He’s not quite sure what to say, for one because he’s never really opened up to anyone before, is secretly terrified to try, and two, because now you’re gazing upon him like he’s someone who actually deserves kindness, deserves love.

♡ “Your problem is my problem,” you repeat, extending your little pinkie finger out to him. “It’s a promise.”

♡ As he interlocks his pinkie with yours, he knows it’s more than a promise. It’s a vow.

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from this prompt list. requests are now closed, thank you to everyone who participated 💕

[xpoisoned-stardustx]

THE SHOWS ARE HOLDING BACK!!!

Tw: mentions of sewer-slide, mentions of mental illness, mentions of trauma (I’m just putting this here for cautions)

And by that I mean holding back on angst

I’m not just talking about TSAMS or TLAES, I’m talkin’ ALL SHOWS (granted, i haven’t watched all of the recent show things but I do know they haven’t been to angst)

Now, you might think, “oh stardust, but we’ve had lots of angst! I mean think of Cassie on TRWAGS-“

Yeah, Cassie, the only one who has recently had a lot of angst, and it was only really her being mad her phone wasn’t working and talking a bit about her dad (im not including The Musical btw). I also feel like we should’ve had a lot more Gregory angst after Rocky’s death. I mean Gregory blamed himself for that, it wouldn’t just go away. And Circus Baby should be had more angst after Gregory almost frickin died!!! The characters recover so quickly and just go back to their goofy normal lives. Obviously I won’t cover everything for these shows but some of my main thoughts.

“uh but what about Glamrock Chica on TFFAGCS?”

Not. Enough. Glamrock Chica was easily back to normal after blaming herself for their whole issue because of stuff out of her control, having an exstistential crisis after being kicked out of the PizzaPlex, getting a message from her parents she doesn’t remember and so on. Also if ANYONE is getting angst it should be Funtime Foxy and his brother. Funtime Foxy almost drowned when he was around 10, Fexy (the brother) tried to stab FT.Foxy while screaming “THIS IS MY BODY, I WANT IT BACK” because they were in the same body at some point, he and his brother burned their house down because when FT.Foxy was running away from his brother they knocked over candles, then his brother literally tried to commit s—-ide by not leaving the burning building and saying “if I can’t have this I’d rather die” so FT.Foxy had to drag him out the house, then Fexy got sent to a mental hospital/asylum/psych ward (idk which one exactly) and lots of other things. And we haven’t seen ANY Lolbit angst whatsoever. Don’t even get me started on Mangle or Ray. (You can just tell this is my favourite show, can’t you?)

“…uhhh TFAFFS??”

Tbh I don’t watch that one alot but FT.Freddy Deffinetly has abondonment issues, as far as I know we never find out where that came from, Shadow Freddy had a bit of angst, Freddy is doing loads of things that I’m not bothered to say and ‘The Evil Gang’ or whatever their name is are another case of ‘comic relief villains’ I think.

“TLAES or TSAMS?????”

I already posted about this by rebloggin soemthing but ‘Sun gets Therapy’ was so disappointing, Lunar acts like things are normal, I feel like Solar should be seeing things after killing his Moon because as the Old Moon said “when you kill someone, they’re not there, but you can see them” or something like that, Moon just screams and gets mad at people for angst and he did apologise to Monty and have that whole “I’m a loser blah blah blah” but that’s it, Sun is hiding ALOT and other things.

“but TMGAFS has alot of angst”

which is why it’s my second favourite show. I’m just sad Foxy said him and Monty are more acquaintances than friends :(… I respect that show. If anyone else wants to criticise the angst there, be my guest.

Anyways I’m just rambling here. I’m gonna go listen to the entire C.C.C.C. album again, toodles.

[kittygamer2888]

Hello, I’m one of the contestants of the AU Sonic Smackdown, @delightrolls, the creator of the Sonic Thunderstorm AU. I was trying to decide who to vote for between you and @chopp-6467, but the decision is proving to be difficult. Would you kindly tell me more about your Evil Sonic AU? Anything and everything you feel comfortable sharing about your phenomenal story! And if you want some more specific questions I would like to ask:

Is there anything that could convince Sonic that what he is doing is wrong or change his worldview?

Is there anyone on Sonic’s side after Tails leaves him?

Does Sonic ever manage to lure anyone else over to his side like Shadow?

What does Sonic intend to do to change the world? Assert a Totalitarianistic government? Kill anyone they deem as rotten? Something else entirely?

How did the Master Emerald go missing? Are the Chaos Emeralds also missing?

Why did Sonic’s “friends” betray him? Was it for him now being blue? For his Superspeed? For something else completely?

Do Sonic and Tails’ robots look like Badniks or like something else?

Thank you for your time and regardless of whether you win or lose I think your story is phenomenal :)

Holy crap, I am SO sorry for the late answer, i had school n' other stuff, fu--

Anyways, yea, for the questions- I don't think Sonic will be changing his view on the world any time soon, but if there was anyone to try and attempt to convince him once more, it would either be Amy or Robotnik, but other than that, he just doesn't want to listen to anyone since he's too far gone at that point when Tails isn't there anymore.

-question 2: Yea, no, there's no one there for him when Tails leaves, but he eventually makes a Metal Tails, maybe even make some Metal versions of the rest if he ever felt like it.

-question 3: When he means by taking over the world and 'changing it into a better place' that is straight up Eggman behavior, lmfao. If anything, he mostly wants **revenge (sorry) against the world and make it his own so that there would be no one there to stop him if that time was ever to come, and because of his bias towards the world, he wouldn't hesitate to attack innocents by then.

-question 4: The Master Emerald didn't exactly go missing, more like.. it's there, it's just that Sonic will do anything to get it, and once he gets the power from the Master Emerald, he wouldn't hesitate to take it out of Angel Island with the power of his machines if he succeeded. But, as for the Chaos Emeralds, they are in this universe, they're just currently scattered, but Sonic could care less about the Chaos Emeralds since he only wants the Master Emerald, It contains the ultimate power, so of course he would go for the big and shiny and more powerful Emerald. This right here, will eventually become a huge problem for Sonic later on! :P

-question 5: Sonic's friends were fake friends from the start, so eventually, they were going to leave him behind at some point when he was still a normal hedgehog with super speed, because they saw him as a really annoying and hyperactive hedgehog to them. But once he broke the sound barrier, you could say that they were secretly jealous in a way and picked on him, and soon, left him behind. Sorry if i wasn't too specific with this part ^^'

-question 6: As for the badniks, it's pretty much just your regular badniks like the ones you see in the og Sonic games (For example: Buzzbombers, Motobugs, crabmeats, etc), but I have been thinking about maybe making some custom ones just for this AU, so far I can only come up with 1 which I forgot the name of, but i think i have it saved somewhere in my gallery, idk though.

Aaand, ye, that's all.

Again, i am so sorry to answer this late, I'm currently in school answering this ;-;" but thank you so much qwq♡

I'm glad you and some others like the story so far, it's currently a work in progress, but I've tried to come up with some stuff here and there during these questions, so.. yea👍

Tbh, i thought the story i did for this AU would be silly, i didn't think people would actually like it, so weh.. thanks for that, too 🥲❤���

Also also, I've seen how this can somewhat count as propaganda, so.. hope you don't mind if i tag the @au-sonic-smackdown account

[camzverse]

What do you think of the ending of "Disassembled Vanny"?

As for me, this is the most interesting ending in the game and I would like to you opinion.

hmm. to be frank, i havent really thought about the ending very much before but hey alright sure ill say some stuff ab it

i think its extremely tragic. ESPECIALLY tragic for vanessa. she essentially acts as a sacrificial lamb here. yeah, sure, you stop vanny, but you sacrifice an innocent person. vanessa dies having never been freed. she never wanted any of this. in fact, considering vanessas past, its almost like she dies having never really experienced freedom. between her shitty father and getting glitchtrapped in her early 20s, its like she didnt have much time to just. be herself?. to be her own person. to live a life where she doesnt have to follow anyones orders, and she can just do what she wants. she dies never really having gotten that. and she dies alone. throughout all this time, who did she have that she could trust or could be there for her? she had nobody. the closest thing she had to a friend was luis, but well yk.. ehhhh. its like she was doomed from the start. and the only person that could have finally saved her just.. didnt. and thats just. it. thats how her story ends. like that.

there wont be any more disappearances, but at what cost? they stopped vanny, but vanessas dead. also freddy is broken. gregory wouldnt be able to fix freddy would he? what does greg do then? theyre gone. hes completely alone now. its just fucked up, none of them get a real happy ending there. and actually, even then i think glitchtrap isnt really stopped. killing vanny wouldnt like. destroy the program. glitchtrap still exists. it seems entirely possible that after some time it would just start all over again, and it wouldve all been for nothing. something something killing the symptom not the disease idk

the ending also raises a lot of questions for me in terms of gregorys like.. reasoning? thought process? during this. did he know vanny was vanessa? i think he definitely knew there was a person under there, hence how he winced and tries not to look (and seemingly had no similar reaction when the animatronics were disassembled). so was he aware of the reality of the choice he was making? that he was killing another person? had he played the princess quest games? was he going to play princess quest 3, but backed out at the last second? was he scared, did he not think he had enough time to finish the game before vanny could catch him? was he just doing it because freddy said to? i mean i dont think so, gregory generally listens to freddy but throughout security breach we see him make his own choices many times and greg doesnt really do anything that he doesnt think is a right choice. unless he was just kind of out of character there, this was gregorys choice. i really wonder what the circumstances wouldve been in that ending, and what thought process led him to make that choice.

i think it might just straight up be the worst ending idk. like outcome-wise. its also honestly just really unsatisfying to me but its not even real and it didnt happen so whateverrr its fineeeeee. anyyway thats everything i have to say about it rn. if i think of anything else id like to add ill rb with more but i think thats all folks