#i’m sorry for rambling at you LMAOO

[aimfor-theheart]

☕️ + king lear (since you latched onto cordelia)

omg THANK YOU FOR ASKINGGGG! i hope you’re doing well and having a good day 💞💞

what’s funny is i hated king lear at first. detested it. i said gET THIS OLD COOT OFF STAGE!! DRAG HIM OFF W A CANE!! WHERE ARE MY TOMATOES!!!

but the more i read, the more i warmed to it. i have a strange attachment to it. i think i just want to play cordelia at some point in my life—and when i’m old, i want to play lear and be the old coot myself.

i think we could probably talk plenty about it’s themes: justice, authority, nihilism, forgiveness, betrayal, etc. beyond that, we could of course talk about the very sexist nature of the play. but at the time, when i read it, all i saw was a story about a sick family member and a daughter who remained so loyal it cost her life. and i just resonated with her. and i got woefully attached to her monologue in the beginning of the play that begins with:

“Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave

My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty

According to my bond; no more nor less.”

which just kills me, because this whole monologue is her attempting to tell her father how unjust he is being, asking them to love him above everything. asking them to put him before everyone and anything. that you shouldn’t love someone like that, family or not. and i think the use of “heave” and “heart” strike a particular cord for me too.

and sometimes i have to remind myself that with family members. i love them according to my bond, no more nor less. i love them a great great deal and there is a lot i would do for them, but there is a line. and cordelia, noose and all, tend to remind me of that.

[1driedpersimmon]

Scus the //blood I was having feeling and decided the best solution was to dump Sesame in blood

And also Hauchie sweeping him off his feet because oh no

(And Sesame charm for myself hehe, maybe)

[lottiies]

hi lottie! i just wanna say your blog is the cutest <3

for the ask game: 11 + 21 + 22 + 33

HII OMG YOU’RE SO SWEET <33 thank you so much, i hope you’ve been having a beautiful day/night!! also idk why this came out so long…i’m going to put some of it under a read more 😖

11. favorite extracurricular activity?

i’m not sure if it counts as an extracurricular activity? but i’m a part of a student organization that works towards uniting community members with similar struggles to support them and mobilizing so we can get our uni to actually invest in students <3

so i’d definitely say that’s my favorite!! things like protests and informational meetings, i learn a lot about issues in the world, history, and people’s culture so it’s really rewarding

21. something you’ve kept since childhood?

aside from these, i have kept a really old dynex portable dvd player that my neighbor gave me when i was really little, probably younger than seven? AND IT’S SO COOL!! <33 i haven’t used it in a long time, but i plan on putting it to use this year…i brought some barbie discs to uni with me so hopefully they work

22. what type of person are you?

awkward!! </3 i can’t function socially like…i just kind of don’t speak when i’m in a room with two or more people because idk how to insert myself into conversations like idk…i’m just kinda there and my presence is highkey very forgettable

BUT on a more positive note i’d say i’m very sincere and loyal YEAHH

33. the last adventure you’ve been on?

omg i’m going to be so honest i can’t think of anything LMAOAO i don’t really do much…in terms of going out and stuff, like the most exciting thing i did this summer was go to world market and target

[aureatchi]

i was out yesterday in line getting a drink & there was a couple in front of me…i found it so cute bcz when asked to pay they both held out their cards & started to fight over whose was on top for the cashier to take :’) HAHAHA js sharing a piece of love i’ve seen recently

[princess-adronitis]

Pet peeve : people assuming that because you’re a tall girl you care about a guy being tall … or that you are settling if you don’t mind if a guy is shorter than you .

Or that you are forced into liking shorter guys because shorter women have “taken all the tall ones”

[bottomvalerius]

So. Close. I gotta finish Peepaw Worm on a different canvas with Vulgora because all the damn courtiers got silly little hats!!

[heartchoi]

[7:08 pm] ㅡ c.sb

pairing: soobin x gn!reader

warnings: mild swearing, reader is shorter than soobin, established relationship, tooth rotting fluff

wc: 839

a/n: im back so i had to write about my boyfriend!!! also this is inspired by those tiktok slideshows of those random manhwas LMAOO

“Come on, why are you giving me the cold shoulder?” Soobin pouts, nudging your arm with his. You don’t give a reaction to his antics, walking away from him, almost speed walking away. Soobin shouts your name, desperate for your attention.

“Hey! Just tell me~” He drawls, catching up to you. Once more, you ignore him, scoffing a little.

The scoff was not appreciated.

Soobin gently grabs your shoulders before spinning you around, forcing you to look at him. He even bends down a little for the eye contact. (Is this embarrassing? He’s tall, everyone knows that, but damn, he didn’t have to bend down. Makes you truly realize the height difference here.)

“My love. My life. Sweetheart. Honey. Baby. Please, just tell me what I did wrong. I don’t deserve to be ignored by the love of my life like this.” He accentuates his pout further, his bottom lip fully jutted out. “Pretty please?” Soobin adds, sweetening his tone.

You sigh. You can’t escape him forever, it seems. “I didn’t appreciate how you almost let that girl make cat whiskers on your face.”

Soobin’s confusion is evident on his face — His brows furrow, lips pucker. It’s almost comical how confused he looks. “What?” He says, almost in disbelief.

You quickly rush to defend yourself (It’s kind of embarrassing now that you say it out loud. You can’t go back now, though. You have to stick to it.) “Listen! I just don’t think you should be letting other people touch your face. I mean, we’re dating right? I was right next to you, too! Also, you have a skincare routine, foreign germs would have made you break out.” You ramble. You’re starting to pull random reasons out of your ass to defend yourself. Perhaps you should look into becoming a lawyer.

Soobin giggles a little. “You’re so cute. But, don’t you kiss me all over my face all the time? What about that?” He counters. You’re starting to become really frustrated with him.

“That doesn’t count! Your face germs are probably used to me by now, so I wouldn’t be a foreign invader. Also, you’re basically invalidating my feelings right now. That’s so rude.” You cross your arms around your chest. It’s getting serious now.

Soobin is visibly trying to hold it together and not laugh. He lets go of your shoulders as he takes a deep breath. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry, baby. But… I’m not close to that girl. You shouldn’t have to worry.” You hum in reply, happy by his answer.

“What about you, though?”

What?

Soobin begins to elaborate. “You’re close with Yeonjun-hyung and Taehyunie… does that mean I should worry about them?” One of his fingers tap his chin in thought.

You stutter. “N-no! Aren’t you close with Choi Yewon?” Soobin nods. “Yeah.” “Then you too! Besides, Yeonjun and Taehyun don’t like me like that.” You look away, suddenly your shoes are more interesting than the boy basically hovering over you.

Soobin doesn’t take his eyes off you. “But I like you.” He says, voice smooth and flirty. You can tell he’s grinning at you right now. You can also feel your face heat up at his words. Damn, are you really that easy?

“Oh my god, shut up.” You mutter. You don’t dare to look up at him. Soobin would tease you to no end if he saw how warm your face was right now. “Mmmh, why? I love seeing my baby so flustered.” He coos, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.

You can’t take it anymore.

“That’s enough from you.” You say, covering his mouth with your palm. Soobin stares at the hand covering his mouth quizzically.

“Are you… are you really silencing your boyfriend right now?” His words are muffled, but the shock in his tone is unmistakable. You nod proudly, extremely pleased with yourself.

The gears turn in his head as he thinks about what he should do next.

You might have done it. You might have finally stopped Soobin from being a flirt. “Ha! You’ve finally shut up. God, if I knew it was this easy—“

“Then… can you block this?” Soobin takes your palm off his mouth before he swoops in, tilting his head perfectly so he can slot his lips in yours. It takes you by surprise, slapping your hand over his mouth moments before his lips meet yours.

You don’t even realize your eyes are closed until Soobin’s muffled voice filters through the air.

“You must really like me too if your eyes are closed.” Your eyes quickly shoot open to see him staring at you. Even with his mouth covered you can tell he’s sporting a shit-eating grin right now. Warmth has now covered every inch of your face and you hate it.

“You… you are so fucking annoy-“

Soobin licks your palm, causing you to reel your arm back in disgust. Soobin laughs before sprinting away, leaving you alone with saliva on your palm and a shocked expression on your face.

[sturn-saturn]

just this once

pairing; fem!reader x bf!matt

warnings: cooch eating <3

a/n: im LITERALLY writing this as im in class LMAOO sorry if it sucks. writing a fanfic in class is crazy.

one thing you and the triplets knew was school fucking sucked. it sucked absolute balls. your dream since you were younger was to be in the medical field and here you are. you're currently in med school majoring in nursing but thankfully this biology course is offered online.

you woke up this morning absolutely exhausted but this class was only 90 minutes so you weren't complaining too much. you were just hoping this would be the quickest 90 minutes of your life.

matt wakes up pretty early as well but his brothers on the other hand love sleeping in. matt usually stayed in the living room while you're in your virtual class. matt lets you use his desk, which gives you the space to focus and just get through the class.

you're currently on the call and you were just exhausted, dozing off, staring off, picking at your cuticles, twirling your hair, you name it. your elbow was on the desk and your head was leaning on your hand until you hear a creak.

you turn to your right and you see your boyfriend peeking through the door. you give him a deadpan look because he knows how easily distracted you are especially when he's around.

luckily your professor doesn't mind if your camera is off as long as you're participating in class. "matt, what are you doing?"

"i'm bored, hungry, and theres nothing on netflix." he explains walking further into his room.

"babe, you know i have a class."

"i know, i know." he whispers walking to you and kissing your head. "are you almost done? i'm hungry."

"god we really need to get you and your brothers into a cooking class."

"honey, i know how to cook. i just choose not to cause i love when you cook, you put so much love into it."

"oh you know how to cook, huh? that salmon you tried to cook the other day says otherwise." you laugh. "i'll be done soon don't worry."

"but i'm hungry now." he whines. "you know what, fuck it."

matt pulls the desk chair away from his desk and sneaks under so hes on his knees facing you.

"m-matt. what are you doing i'm in class!" you yell.

"cameras off, i'm hungry, i'm taking advantage of this." he smirks looking up at you. “you need to keep quiet, sweetheart. can you do that for me?”

“yes.” you breathe out. matt begins to pull your panties down and kisses your inner thigh softly while holding eye contact.

your professor was talking at this point and the only thing you heard come out of his mouth was living organisms. “ms. y/l/n could you explain further?”

“fuck” you mouth looking at matt.

he pulls away from between you and gives you a smirk. “well ms. y/l/n? explain further.”

you unmute the zoom call and do everything you can to refrain from moaning. “a living organism is anything that has life and consists of cells as its basic unit of organization like t-trees, animals, algae, b-bacteria, as well as humans of course.”

“correct, thank you ms.y/l/n.” your professor announces.

you go back on mute and you look down at matt and spread your legs wider to give him access. he taps your legs so you can put your feet on the arms of his chair.

“you’re such a good girl.” matt whispers.

“mmmm” you hum

“and…you…taste…so…good.” he says in between kisses to your clit.

“matt, quit teasing.”

“say please.” with a deadpan look.

“matt, please quit teasing.”

with that, be inserts a finger and your head falls back into the chair. he trusts in and out until you’re a mess. “what you didn’t realize was you and your professor were the only ones left in the call.

“y/n, are there any questions you had for today?” you professor asks.

you almost jump out of your seat when you heard your name from the screen in front of you.

you quickly unmute yourself, “no, professor, great lecture today, looking forward to next week!” you ramble on before you end the call.

“fuck i’m looking forward to getting inside you. get on the bed, sweetheart.” you boyfriend says with a husky voice.

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[nutal]

What are some of your head canons for Adam and Lute?

omg this is a GREAT question anon thank you so much for this mwahahahah 😈 OK ANYWAY BUCKLE UP

- They both have some sort of act they put on but in two entirely different ways, for Lute it’s a cold, untouchable front, and for Adam it’s an overly confident, boastful attitude. When the two really start connecting with each other intimately, those walls slowly start to come down and they kind of go hand in hand. Adam would probably be pretty insecure underneath all of his narcissism due to the fear of being left behind, and Lute would likely let her coldness dissipate in the face of something like that. And after one of those heart-to-hearts Adam probably would say something like “…yeah, but don’t get the wrong idea or anything cuz I still totally rock babe HAH.”

- Adam probably wakes Lute up in the middle of the night to talk about some REALLY stupid bs but Lute will listen regardless of what time it is in admiration of her dumbass boyfriend. <3

- Whenever Adam is trying to make a point about something while just casually rambling on about whatever, sometimes he’ll just stop and say “I mean, c’mon, you agree with me Lute right? RIGHT?”

- Adam uses pet names 24/7 and Lute simply does not care to use them at all but she enjoys it when Adam does, even if his ideas of pet names can get a little odd sometimes. Like wtf is “dangertits” LMAOO

- You can tell Lute is really being vulnerable in front of Adam when she starts calling him by his actual name instead of “Sir.” *cough cough* that one episode 8 scene☹️. As much as Adam doesn’t want to admit it, that shit hits him pretty hard.

- In an AU where these two are living as normal human beings on Earth, Adam brings Lute to every rock festival/concert imaginable and he would absolutely geek out about every single band that came on stage to her. “LUTE ITS FUCKING SLAYER BITCH!!! HOLY SHIT!! THE SLAYER THAT MADE REIGN IN BLOOD, HELLOOO?” Lute enjoys each second of it.

- Talking about what canonically happened for a second (even though I’m still in denial), after Adam’s death, Lute sometimes visits his room, tending to it as she feels morally wrong leaving it alone to be and damaged and decayed by time. Plus, it’s a duty that all of Heaven’s quarters be kept maintained as to keep a good image. One day, Lute accidentally stumbles upon a dusted mixtape Adam had on one of his shelves, with a note attached to it saying, “For my awesome lieutenant after we kick ass at extermination”, and yet, he never got the chance to give it to her.

SORRY GUYS I HAD TO WITH THAT LAST ONE MY FAULT GANG ADAM IS DEFINITELY TOTALLY ALIVE! HAHA… ok anyways hoped u guys enjoyed this cuz i would love to make more in the future

I LOVE GUITARSPEAR/GUARDROCK/GUITARSWORD! THEY STAY WINNING!! 🎸⚔️

[packsvlog]

hi there cutie i hope you’re well! i was hoping i could get a jjk match-up? PRETTY PLEASE AND THANK YOU ❤️

- i’m pretty short, 155cm 🫣 and on the curvier side. i like to wear heels for this reason lmaoo

- i’ve always wanted to be one of those mysterious girlies who have an intense aura and makes others wonder what’s going on inside their head, but i’m too loud, bubbly and expressive to be anything like that 😔

- i’m not a shy person by any means, i love meeting new people and making friends always came easy to me. i can talk someone’s ear off about any and everything, even i’ve only known them for 5 minutes 😭 i’d like to be more reserved in that sense but ITS SO HARD bc i like to say what’s on my mind and always feel the need to put my 2cents in every topic even if no one asked.

- i make myself giggle with my own jokes.

- have been told that being around me can feel like such a ‘rush’ due to how lively and chirpy i am. i try to hold myself back bc i don’t like overwhelming people.

- really into makeup and fashion, and in general just always making sure i look my best. i’ve been told my hair and eyes are my best features.

- i can be a bit of an airhead sometimes, most of the time. i trip over air, have butterfingers, i could be looking for something only for that thing to have been in my hand the whole time, that sort of stuff 😪

- i like collecting plushies, especially cute foodie ones!

- i’m a violinist. when i play, it’s the only time i feel like i have my shit together 🤩

- i love anything taro flavoured; drinks, steamed buns, cakes, etc..

- i buy fresh flowers every week bc they’re pretty and bring life into any room/space 🌸

THATS ENOUGH IM SORRY super keen to see who you pair me with me! 🙈💕

OHH, HIII!! i’ve been waiting to do yours since the ask you send me, yayyyy!!!

•⁀➷ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. . . ﹫ 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 ៹ ༉‧₊˚

everyone in jujutsu tech knew that the universe was against them, not because they are sorceress and their life will be short, is more for the fact that you and gojo satoru met, and it became everyone’s problem.

the moment gojo sat by your side, he a second year and you a first, he barely introduced himself before shifting his attention to your heels as part of your uniform.

“how do you run from a curse with this shoes?” he asks.

“i’ll show you.” you got up from the bench and started to run. he was impressed, but thought he could do better.

few hours later, returning from a shopping spree sponsored by the gojo clan, you both are running in stilettos on school ground. sorry to say it, but he won the race.

you can try to be a mysterious girl, and it can work the first few minutes with your friends and strangers, but never with satoru. one look at you, and he knows what you’re thinking. both of you develop this head and eye signs to understand each other, and it creeps geto and nanami a lot.

satoru loves to have you rambling whatever it’s on your mind. you read a newspaper about a random topic, such as the eldest animal alive, and somehow you will start to talk as if you personally knew the creature. gojo, always enchanted, will encourage it.

if no one asks, he does.

gojo knew he had to have you, and so he did. now, years later, when adulthood has reached, the male is still as devoted to you and your babbling as he was before.

you don’t think there has been a day you held yourself back from talking. on your first week living together in a penthouse, gojo came home tired from a mission, you kept yourself quiet while hugging him, until he tugged you along to the bathroom.

“talk to me.” he says while starting his shower, you sat on the floor while whispering of your week, and when gojo was drying himself you were already explosive yapping about anything and him mimicking you.

you’re his energy.

gojo loves to see you walking around barefoot, he is reminded of his first time seeing it. how short you became right away, how he laughed at your cuteness. you told him that it’s not big deal, he is taller than anyone no matter what. but, it’s you — his favorite person in the world, barely reaching his chest.

when you play violin and he is at the house, you know he will drop anything to come your way and sit, staring at you until your cheeks grow red and you have to pause your playing to beg him to stop.

“i’m not doing anything.” he raises his hand, innocent eyes and devilish smirk. “just appreciating the show.

so, you will play again, not daring to look at him but feeling all his six eyes on you. devoted.

a good word to express satoru’s love for you — it’s always for you, always has been and will be.

──── 𓇼 ° ⋆ FUN FACTS ᵎᵎ

۫ ּ ﹗satoru loves that he knows you better than no one, and the best way he found to prove that to himself, others and you is by spoiling. he randomly picks you up from your job and takes you to the mall, anything you stare for more than five seconds will be bought. usually those things are high heels, clothes and makeup.

۫ ּ ﹗you both know he doesn’t need you that to buy it, he knows you’d style and what compliments you the most, and vice versa as well. whenever you both go out to a fancy place, all eyes are on you. two pretty bad bitches.

۫ ּ ﹗weekly dates are a requirement, they aren’t usually fancy, because you both rather be somewhere allowed to be a little weird and loud. so, cute bakeries and picnics are a must. he always buys you the taro flavored, he also likes to ask to taste only to say it sucks.

۫ ּ ﹗you and gojo have a little play fight every week, both coming home with bouquets and trying to out-stand the other. satoru mostly looses, but every month he comes home with the flowers, a taro drink and a new plushie to your collection, so he wins.

۫ ּ ﹗he is a little shit with your antics. you trip over something and he is there to catch you, saying “did you fall for me?” yes, idiot. and if you are looking for something in your hand, he won’t tell you, he will indulge in it, searching with you. such a bitch.

[noa-nightingale]

It’s shitty how watcher got so much backlash and try guys got so much praise. As if the try guys didn’t change how they were going to announce their streaming service after the watcher drama. “This is how you do it!” No, Jan. I’m sure they were going to do what watcher did, but saw how insane and horrible people are and chose to change it. I just get so mad lmaoo I love my watcher boys!

Wasn't great to see all the Try Guys Good, Watcher Bad shit tbh.

I don't like the "The Try Guys did it better" takes because, like... Why are people being shitty towards Watcher (again) over that? If anything, the Try Guys owe the largely positive response at least partially to them, I think.

I don't like how this resulted in people being shitty about the WatcherTV announcement again.

Sorry for the rambly response, I am kind of sleep-deprived rn. But yeah, you are right and I am annoyed with the whole situation haha.

[frvnkcastles]

YOU CAN LET IT GO ➵ F. CASTLE

Summary: You have never really been treated right, not until Frank comes along. He makes it his mission to show you love the best he can.

Warnings: She/her pronouns and feminine nicknames used, implied PTSD, past trauma, language

Word count: 2.3k

Author’s note: This is straight outta my life lmaoo, I suppose at this point I’m just writing for the traumatized girlies. I wish Frank was real :(

Frank didn’t find himself all that charming or special. His goal in life for the longest time had been to put down bad people, to a point where he couldn’t remember what it was like to have something else to get out of bed for. He hardly considered himself to be relationship material, and he damn sure did not plan on meeting someone and actually trying to be a person again rather than just a weapon.

And then, as the cliché goes, you came along. You didn’t think you were all that charming or special, either. He noticed that quickly. But you certainly thought so of one another — all of a sudden, he did have something to look forward to at the end of his long days, he had something to hold onto when the nightmares and the darkness in his head got a little too suffocating.

There, then, was his new goal. To offer the same to you, to help you hold on in the horrible, awful, no-good world that somehow had allowed you to cross paths and seek shelter in each other.

Most days, it was just existing by each other’s side. Other days were cruel and unkind and in need of some additional love.

”Here you go, sweetheart”, he spoke lowly while offering you a spoon for your tea, and with a smile, you accepted and proceeded to stir in your sugar. Late night stops at your favorite diner had become a habit, not to mention a release for the both of you, and a way to just spend time and breathe each other in. In here, nothing else existed but him and you.

Or at the very least, that was how it was supposed to be. Then, out of sheer stupid luck, you reached for a napkin and knocked the mug over, all of the contents spilling across the table and making their way to Frank’s lap in a quick pour. He jerked backwards in his seat, startled, and you were yanked into a state of complete panic as you began grabbing at the napkins and dabbing at the table.

”Oh, Christ, I’m so sorry, Frankie”, you huffed. ”Fuck, I don’t know what happened. I’m really sorry, hold on— take these… I’m so sorry”, you continued rambling, your hands beginning to tremble as more apologies hung in the air.

For a moment, Frank was taking the napkins as you gave them and trying to get the tea out of his jeans, but when you didn’t quiet down, he looked up at you and saw the genuine terror all over your face. You were shaking and not too many moments away from breaking into tears, but he could tell you were fighting the urge as hard as you could.

”Hey”, he grunted, stopping his ministrations only for you to keep feeding him more and more napkins. ”Baby”, he emphasized, and at that, you froze, looking up at him with your chest rising and falling rapidly from the urgent breaths threatening to tilt into a panic attack.

”It’s alright, sweetheart. It ain’t the end of the world”, he promised, tilting his head at you to look at you better when you tried to look away from him. ”Hey”, he repeated, ”I’m good. Don’t you worry ’bout me.”

You tried to take his gruff voice seriously, believe his words, but when you glanced over your shoulder and saw the few other people in the diner looking your way and whispering to each other, your stomach made a nauseating backflip.

”Don’t focus on them. Focus on me”, Frank spoke up, ever observant, and reluctantly, you turned back to him and he nodded at you. ”Attagirl. Feel ya driftin’ away but I need ya to stay with me”, he pleaded with a stern but loving tone, his eyes glued on you when you slowly started breathing easier.

”I didn’t mean to”, you whispered, your voice so fragile it could have broken under the weight of your words.

Reaching for your hands, Frank gently caressed the skin with his thumbs and held you tight. ”I know, baby. I know you didn’t. I ain’t upset. No one is upset. Aight?” he promised softly, giving you a small smile to reassure you.

With a deep inhale, you nodded and returned the smile. Maybe he did mean it. And maybe, you could believe it.

It had been the first time you had nearly broken down in such a manner in front of him, but it certainly wasn’t the last. Slowly but surely, Frank figured out that someone hadn’t treated you right in the past and whatever had happened then, was still bleeding into the now. Instead of running away like you thought he might, however, he clung onto you even tighter.

If you could love him despite everything… he wasn’t going to let your difficulty to let yourself be loved stand in his way.

He could still vividly remember the time you finally opened up to him. You told him about the abuse you had endured, the ridicule and neglect that had been shot at you, and he didn’t have it in him to not cry. Quietly, but the tears filled his eyes, nonetheless. His trigger finger itched terribly and all of a sudden, his list of people to maim and kill had gotten that much longer.

But the part that got him? You tried to comfort him.

”I know it’s a lot to take in. Are you okay? Do you need anything?” you queried with a frown, your hand landing on Frank’s knee as you ached to wipe his tears away. ”It could be worse. Having you has really helped”, you added with a weak smile, trying to reassure him that you weren’t in a pit as dark as you had been before.

”Sweetheart, you’re killin’ me”, he whispered, leaning forward to place a hand on the back of your head and pull you in to kiss your forehead. ”Are you okay? This got nothin’ to do with me right now. I wanna take care of you”, Frank insisted, and with a soft sniffle, you shrugged.

”No one’s ever really said that to me”, you exhaled shakily, and with an angry huff at everyone who had ever wronged you, Frank reeled you into his arms and hugged you tight. Tighter than you had ever been hugged.

And Christ, he did not want to let go.

It wasn’t always sad, though. The two of you had more than enough happy moments — in fact, ever since you had huddled up together, you had both been happier than without each other.

Sometimes, you’d be watching a movie or a game on TV and in your excitement, you’d laugh out loud or cheer in a way that had Frank’s lips curving upwards. You seemed so free of worries, invested in the moment, and it filled his heart with something warm and fuzzy. But, more often than not, you surprised even yourself with how loud you were being, and it never took you that long to turn to Frank with a frown and apologize.

”Sorry. I’ll be more quiet”, you’d whisper, shifting uncomfortably on your side of the couch, pulling into yourself as much as you could.

Frank, on the other hand, always made sure to squash any anxiety you had. ”Baby, you be as loud as you fuckin’ want. I goddamn love seein’ you so excited and giddy. Cute as fuck, ’s what you are”, he’d insist, always knowing exactly what to say, his eyebrows knitted together but his mouth turned into a genuine smile.

And when you’d smile back at him, sheepish but grateful for what he had said, he could never resist peppering you with kisses to make you giggle and break out of your shell, once more.

You truly became braver with his help, found your footing in your developing relationship, and it was more clear to him than ever when you came home one day, a shy smile on your face and something curious twinkling in your eyes.

”I got you something”, you mumbled after he had pulled you into a kiss as a greeting, holding you against the countertops in your kitchen while you made sure to balance your hands behind your back to avoid spoiling the surprise.

Tilting his head at you, Frank chuckled. ”Yeah? I get to know what it is?” he wondered with a lick of his lips, and with your smile widening into a mischievous smirk, you revealed your present to him.

At the sight of a black snowglobe with a miniature Punisher inside the shiny glass, Frank broke into a grin of his own. You had spotted different vigilante-adorned snow globes in a bodega near your apartment building, and as soon as you had shaken the artificial snowflakes onto the gun-toting figure, you had chuckled to yourself and dug out your wallet.

”Do you like it?” you asked carefully, hoping that you hadn’t crossed a line, and without hesitation, Frank took the globe from your nimble fingers and shook it to make the snow fall.

”Kiddin’ me? I love it. I’mma take real good care of it”, he promised before placing a finger on your jaw and tilting your head up so he could kiss you, slow and deep. ”Thank you, baby”, he muttered against your lips, giving one more brief peck before pulling away and observing his new ornament a little closer.

”Really?” you questioned once more, joy spreading over your face as you nervously watched him, hesitating to believe someone would be so sincerely appreciative of what you had gotten them.

With a nod, Frank threw an arm over your shoulders and squeezed you close to his chest. ”Swear on my life, sweetheart. Think it would look good on the truck’s dashboard?”

You were now thinking back to that exchange, deep in your own mind while the hum of the radio kept company to the two of you. Frank’s warm hand was interlocked with yours, his eyes on the road while yours remained on the glued snowglobe right where he had planned on putting it. A small smile touched upon your lips, and with a deep exhale, you turned to face Frank whose features were contorted in a familiar scowl. Only when he glanced at you, his eyes softened and a playful smirk appeared in place of his usual grimace.

”We’re here”, he spoke up, his low voice sending a shiver down your spine as you turned to look where his finger was pointing. Through the windshield, you could see the restaurant you had been dreaming about for months now — the only thing was, it was quite expensive and fancy settings were hardly your favorite. But you had told Frank that with him, you’d feel safe.

Turning back to him with wide eyes and an agape mouth, you watched him steer the car into the parking lot with effortless movements. ”Here? What—what are we doing here?” you wondered, not sure if you could believe your eyes.

”Well”, Frank began after stopping the car, ”it’s your birthday tomorrow, darlin’. But I remember you tellin’ me that surprises on the day make you anxious, ’cause there’s no tellin’ if one’s comin’ or if people just forgot.”

All you could do was stare. He remembered that?

”I didn’t forget. But I figured you’d be more comfortable if we got the big surprise out of the way. So, uh, a few months ago I made a reservation for this place just for your special day”, he explained, and slowly, you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth to bite down and stop the tears from escaping your eyes.

”Don’t get me wron’, I ain’t skippin’ on all the love tomorrow. I’mma make sure my girl is spoiled”, he broke into a grin, only for it to soften into an almost nervous smile. ”Does that sound okay with you, sweetheart?”

You sniffled, and for a second concern gleamed over his eyes. But then you spoke up, your lip wobbling and tears inevitably sliding down your cheeks. ”You remembered”, you whispered, and you sounded so, so sincerely surprised that Frank felt a punch to his heart.

”Honey, ’course I remembered”, he frowned, taking your hand in one of his own and using the free one to reach for your cheeks and wipe your tears away softly. ”I remember, aight? I remember the way you take your tea. Your favorite flowers. Which shirt o’mine you love to steal. Which nail polish you wear the most often. What you hate having in your burgers. What you’d name your dog if you got one. Which shirt you hate on yourself, even though you look gorgeous…”, he trailed off, licking his lips and leaning in closer so he could look you in the eyes, lifting your chin up for him to do so.

”I love you, don’t you know?” he muttered, and with a fervent nod, you jumped in to reassure him.

”I don’t doubt you, I’m just… not used to it. But it feels really nice to not be the only one putting in an effort”, you cracked a smile, instantly causing Frank to mirror the expression. ”I love you, Frank.”

”Attagirl”, he whispered, leaving a kiss on your forehead before brushing your tears away with his thumb and sighing. ”Feel like eatin’ a fuckton of expensive food, huh?” he wondered then, and when you nodded, he flashed a grin.

A part of you wanted to be prepared for the worst, to expect the other shoe to drop. Sure, things were good now, but what about tomorrow? What about a week from now? A month, two months?

But for the first time in a long time, he made it so that you didn’t feel worry or anguish over being treated with love and care. For the first time, you could just revel in it and know with your whole heart that he meant every bit of it.

[l3viat8an]

Omg i need to be STOPPED!!!

Ro, my love. The apple of my eye, my top writer of tumblr who still answers asks even though her schedule is all the way fucked up...

Angel Dust!MC... i'm so sorry. I had to, it was needed... necessary. (Or maybe MC just acts similar to Angel... a demon named angel, how nice)

Separate Idea!

I cant really imagine them watching hazbin hotel though... Lucifer tho... so proud that he's in the show. Short asf, but cute.

But, ultimate confusion on the lore.

Lilith + Lucifer = Charlie Morningstar

BUT MC HAS TO TELL THEM THAT THIS ISNT THE SAME LORE!!! MUST GIVE EXPLANATION!!! MUST TELL THAT LILITH WAS ACTUALLY FIRST HUMAN FEMALE!!! MUST TELL EVE CAME AFTER!!! MC MYST TELL THEM DIAVOLO DOESNT EXSIST, LUCIFER IS KING/RULER OF HELL!!!

I love you❤️ If you get pissed off by someone (even if its me), tell them suck a dick and live life🥰

HIII JENZ!!- you’re too sweet to me omgshsg

BBY I WILL ALWAYS MAKE TIME TO ANSWER ASKS or I’d miss y’all too much <3 AND WE ARE SHARING A MIND CUZ LOOK AT THIS!!!-

Had to block stuff out cuz it’s all rambling helsphsks but I’m working on a few things 🫡 the idea is just too good!!-

Jsjsjsjsj Poor MC having to explain everything 😭

Tho really I think it’d be just as funny if MC told the brothers to sit and watch the show before asking any questions lolol

That’ll save a little bit of explaining- but Lucifer still asks questions about Lilith, then at some point one of the others asks where Diavolo is and MC still has to explain- and then it’s shocking?? No Diavolo??? No prince of hell in a show about hell??? And wdym Lucifer is the boss??? Sounds like actual hell to his brothers lmaoo

I love you more <333 ‘n you could never piss me off!!!

[mochiwrites]

I know u said u weren’t sure about including life series since angst and all, but let’s just think of it like silly fun lil games no watchers just Extreme Roleplay and none of the forgetting stuff.

3rd life happens and THATS what convinces the hermits that scarian are horrendously down bad for each other and just physically incapable of flirting in a normal way, — even though the whole monopoly mountain thing is purely because scarian are both over the top dramatic little bastards /pos — so they start trying to brainstorm ways to knock their heads together and get them to confess because “we’ll be in season 30 before those two idiots even try to confess to each other, we must intervene so we can stop watching their painfully obvious yearning”.

And they are just soooooo so so so wrong about everything lmaoo.

a good point has been raised 👀

I think I’m looking at the life series as like… psychologically, this has weight on all of them, right? whether the watchers were involved or not, there’s still some… repercussions that would follow the games in terms of mental states etc etc (you’ve unlocked the psych minor, I’m so sorry for the rambling that’s about to occur)

from like, an in world stand point, the hermits (and empires peeps) are used to living in a world with limitless respawns, right? so now you take those players, and chuck them into a world where hey. your lives aren’t limitless. your deaths have meaning now, so you have to make the most of every life while you can. that alone is going to be something pretty jarring. going from a world where death is something to be shrugged out to a world where you could be permanently taken out by someone you consider a friend? eesh

even from a roleplay stand point (coming from someone who Has done a fan version life game before), the roleplay aspect will still impact them. those deaths and betrayals are still going to leave a mark. and what happens in the games will follow back home. there’s still a very real weight being put on all of them and it’ll be affecting them psychologically

and esp for scar and grian… the life games would be very, very hard on them. the trauma Would still be there to a degree, roleplay or not y’know?

now don’t get me wrong I love the image of these two being dramatic little shits with monopoly mountain LMAO. because it’s very them! but from a narrative standpoint, and as a writer who very carefully considers the emotional impact of something that life altering… I’m leaning toward it just not existing in this universe. at MOST maybe third life, because damn I do love me a pair of husbands trying to conquer the world together WHEEZE

long rambling aside, yeah. yeah the hermits are doing their best but they are so incorrect DBFBFHRGRG

[soriastrider]

and what are YOUR favourite flavours of dirk?

lmaoo okay hm let’s see. I enjoy all the dirk flavors on the post I rb’ed earlier on my sideblog of course (confused, visibly expressing an emotion, broken, obsessive, and desperate) - this is a good post - but let me think if there are any other specific dirks to mention…

in no particular order:

• dirk getting his poker face broken. this is particularly good when jake is the one to break it. this is a subset of Visible Emotions Dirk but it is simply so enjoyable to see

• dirk getting to be Actually Happy. drown that boy in fluff. cover him in blankets, let him cuddle jake, let him hang out with dave. he deserves so many hugs and so much love

• experiencing the horrors. this goes hand-in-hand with broken and desperate. i’m so sorry dirk, but you are simply so much fun to inflict Situations on lol (coughs in portal au). but I do always need him to get comfort afterwards… i like happy endings

• exasperated. see the facepalm compilation post. he’s so tired and it’s so funny (and very relatable)

• nerdy. dirk is such a huge nerd and it is very enjoyable when he shows it explicitly. for example: strider rambles. he has so many thoughts and he expresses them so amusingly

i could keep going but I’ll stop here for now lol. i love dirk so much. adorable pathetic wet cat dork of a man. sighs <3

[mxmoonjelly17]

PEARLJELLY RAMBLE!!!!

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I believe that Frilled Jellyfish Cookie and White Pearl Cookie is unrequited feelings yuri. The one with the unrequited feelings being Frilled Jelly. It feels like out of all the gem mermaids, Frilled Jellyfish cares about White Pearl the most. If she had her memories, i’m sure she would have insisted on finding a way to talk to Black Pearl despite the dangers. Not only that, but her extra dialogue (for when you unlock her as a playable character and she’s able to wander around your kingdom/you’re able to view her stats, etc.) White Pearl Cookie often. (I think crimson only mentions her specifically like ONCE lmaoo) Ik using this as evidence for lore might be not the best but it must hold some weight considering devsis will drop information like Butter Roll Cookie being a student of the darkness school place thing in the form of an interaction with Espresso Cookie. Which they wouldn’t add for no reason. Anyways examples of Frilled Jellyfish Cookie mentioning White Pearl that are relevant here are; (important stuff is in italics, with notes sprinkled in)

“My job is to keep White Pearl Cookie beautiful as always.” (She thinks shes pretty 😭)

“I’ll never forget the day I met White Pearl Cookie!” (She says this like it was the best day of her life and yk what good for her honestly she needs a win)

“Almighty Sea is behind all fateful encounters!” 

“The Sea guided me to my lady. T’was Fate!” (this and the two previous lines of dialogue mentioned HAVE to be connected in some way im sorry yall)

“Doesn’t the rippling moonlight remind you of a shiny pearl?” (I feel like this could be connected to Seamoon in a way. With Frilled Jellyfish taking the role of Moonlight Cookie, someone White Pearl yearns for even though she’s ‘gone’ [gone as in dead but not really] and can’t reach her iff that makes sense)

“Dear jellyfish, do you got any stories for White Pearl Cookie?” (Goes out of her way to make White Pearl Cookie happy)

“White Pearl Cookie is who I serve!” (the way this line is delivered makes her sound so proud of this fact)

“White Pearl Cookie is the most lovely gem mermaid there is!” (GUYS COME ON???? THERES NO WAY SHE ISNTINLOVEAUFIGUSHGS IUOH)

Anyways, as shown, Frilled Jellyfish cookie talks about White Pearl a lot. Moreso than Sea Fairy Cookie references Moonlight Cookie which is saying something considering what she does in A Mermaid’s Tale LMAO. Another example of Frilled Jellyfish Cookie showing how much she cares about White Pearl is being on her deathbed and deciding to tell White Pearl how happy she made her (I liked the life of following the currents aimlessly, but only having met you down here made me truly happy.”) and comforts her as she nearly dies. Also there’s “Soon i’ll get back up as if nothing happened. To be with you.” like???? Cmon ya’ll. Then, post near-death, even after losing her memories, forgetting her name. There’s still a small part of her that somewhat remembers White Pearl, or at the very least recalls that there’s someone important she’s missing. 

So yeah, Frilled Jellyfish Cookie is in love with White Pearl Cookie. No cap.

As for White Pearl? I think she doesn’t have any feelings for Frilled Jellyfish Cookie beyond platonic at the moment. But if she were to hypothetically, get a redemption arc then maybe, just maybe. She’d begin to fall for the jelly. If Black Pearl and Frilled Jellyfish cookie reunited then it’d be an arc of Black Pearl learning to be vulnerable, accept love, and push past her probable trust issues and love again. Also get over yk, losing her pearl. With Frilled Jellyfish cookie, having accidentally stumbled upon her (still without her memories, though she may have recovered some because of the gem mermaids.), and slowly recovering her full memory while falling in love with the Lady of the Black Sea all over again. They both fall for eachother basically and it’s great and omfg i need to write a FIC.

As a bonus, here’s some headcanons.

WP and FJ would swim through the sea currents together for fun. Very relaxing.

FJ is older than WP by like a year I think. To me they both seem to be in a similar age range but FJ seems slightly more mature. Though not on the same level as Crimson Coral who’s probably in her 30-40’s(?) she seems old.

If my redemption arc idea happens it’d be FJ who’d find Black Pearls’ pearl somehow and then try to return it to her <3 it’s like a proposal.

I think WP would have taken FJ to the surface once or twice, though FJ was too hesitant to stay for too long. Even if she loves her lady.

The two will go out together and WP will listen to FJ tell her stories, the two have a secret designated spot for it that nobody knows about.

I have more but like. This post is long enough. 

This is my ramble!!! Sorry for this CRK Tumblr i couldn’t resist. Oh yeah their shipname is Pearljelly and I love them.