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insertmesoftly · 2 years

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Loona x Submissive Hellhound OC (SFW)

**STUMBLES OVER MYSELF AS I WATCHED A SNEAK PEAK OF THE NEXT EP IN HELLUVA BOSS**

YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THE SELF INSERT PLOT IDEA I GOT WHEN THE PILOT ARRIVED IS ACTUALLY GONNA BE USED AS A PLOT POINT-

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Nope, not gonna make it its own post, it's cringe to me now and was honestly just one of my ways of getting out some frustration as I started coming to terms with bottoming more. Just gonna write what it was here. (Note from the future. I did it again. I went way in detail. Im a fucking idiot.)

My first take of a self insert was, of course, a hellhound because I'm a fucking furry I'm sorry. It was a small hellhound with big ears and a real people-pleaser personality named Luni (I used this name a lot in my teens lmao). They were caught by a 'Pound' essentially (had an idea that there's where unemployed and unwanted hellhounds are called 'strays' and get put there instead of shelters). They live terrified of the consequences if they can't find work soon.

After a big fight with Blitz, Loona runs away and hasn't been back for weeks. Blitz is beside himself with worry, putting up flyers, being unable to work without sobbing. The M&Ms are sympathetic, but worried that this is hindering their progress, so Millie gets the idea to go with Blitz to the Pound to see if she's there.

They ask for a Loona, but get saddled with Luni. This is not Blitz's daughter, obviously. Blitz is outraged and is about to storm out of the room to yell at the person in charge, but Luni is on the floor clutching at his legs and begging to be given a chance. They just need work, any work, please please please, they'll be good at anything, anything please! They have the biggest puppy eyes, their whines getting to Millie and she reminds Blitz they need a receptionist. This only angers him more as he reminds her that's Loona's position, but Millie suggests that maybe Luni could just... do it in the meantime. Then they can have them do something else like... cleaning?

Luni perks up and agrees, overselling how good they are at keeping things clean, getting a giggle out of Millie. Both of them look at Blitz with pleading expressions and Blitz caves.But they won't be his responsibility. He's not happy about it, but under Millie's name, meaning she has be the one to look over Luni.

Luni is quick to pick up on what to do, and does a fantastic job at getting things done. It's... annoying for Blitz, who is still heartbroken over his daughter, more so as he sees Luni get along better and start having a bit of a familial relationship with Millie and Moxxie. Luni is a good worker, a good friend, a good person.

Then, finally, Loona comes back. She storms into work right after a client leaves, not even lookinf up from her phone as Blitz rushes to hug her and cry. It's a big deal as both sides try very awkwardly to talk things out, Loona confesses that she's been avoiding Blitz by staying at different people's houses. She doesn't apologize for not contacting him, but largely, Blitz can't stay mad at her and is just happy she's safe. Everything is seemingly smoothed out... until Loona looks over his horns at her desk.

Luni is freaking out as their eyes lock, and in an instant, Loona is puffed up and growling, indignant at having been replaced as Luni turns tail and hides under the desk.

A screaming match later with Moxxie and Millie coming to defend Luni, Blitz trying to mediate, Loona baring her teeth with every word and Luni whimpering behind the M&Ms later, things are somewhat resolved. For now.

Luni is going to be an assistant for Loona, stay in the office with her and help keep things orderly. Loona isn't happy still, a mix of emotions and hellhound territorial-ism seeping in. Luni feels the agression keenly and is doing their best throughout the oncoming days to be as submissive as possible. Loona was very on edge at first... then she started realizing how much she can take advantage of this. Now Luni is doing most of her work without a whimper of complaint. Even going above the usual stuff, like running dumb errands, responding to calls meant for her... and giving her massages.

It started as a joke to see how much Loona could get them to do, but Luni was surprisingly good at it. Now it's a constant whenever the others are away to give Loona back massages.

Things escalate the more time they spend together. Loona enjoys having power over the tinier hound and making them tremble, but there's been times when they've been admittedly nice to be around. Like times after more annoying comments from Blitz that make her snap. Loona started a pattern of being mean to Luni after these fights as a way to de-stress, but after one that got too real, she got caught crying. Loona was horrified Luni was watching her, tried doubling back on her intimidation, twisting the knife with every new insult as she cornered the dog and pinned them to the wall, snarling and biting. Luni didn't complain or cry, they just kept looking at Loona with worry and risked their hand getting bitten as they tried brushing a tear from her face. Loona growled as she grasped their wrist tightly but let them go. She hasn't used them to vent those frustrations since.

Loona doesn't want to admit to their anger being replaced by growing feelings of fondness. Luni is a tiny pathetic whimp and that's all there is to it. There's nothing about them Loona can possibly like other than their usefulness.

But then, there's a day when Loona gets roped up into taking Luni with her to a party. It was involuntary, Luni was just kind of forced on her by Millie. Loona is annoyed and Luni is terrified of their first party. Despite her grievances, Loona steps up and helps them with their outfit, gives them the ins and outs on what to do in certain situations, walks them over to the house its at... then leaves them to fend for themself. Loona thought that should be it, she came with a mission to get the attention of a guy she liked and babysitting Luni was not going to impede that.

She successfully kept ignoring their presence as they stumbled everywhere, getting closer to her target as the night went on. She finally got him alone a long time after, everything was perfect, Loona was about to be kissed but-

She caught Luni smiling and laughing with another hellhound. A very attractive one at that.

Loona couldn't stop herself as she pushed her target away. All her pining and yearning for him went out the window as he called her name but she kept walking, storming to pick Luni up and leave.

They stop somewhere away from the party, but still not close to either's home, at a dark alley. Loona has her freak out there, back to her usual vile insults and pushiness as she accuses Luni of ruining her night and her chance at getting some action. Luni is so used to Loona's outbursts, they know to nod along and to keep apologizing and to stay submissive. They're so submissive.

Loona points this out and calls them a whore for punishment. They'll take any abuse and attention, like that nobody from the party they kept mooning about. Maybe she shouldn't have stepped up and gotten them out. Maybe they would've preferred going home with a stranger.

Luni jumps in finally, the anxiety winning as they insist like their life depended on it that they would've never gone with anyone anywhere without Loona. They would've waited for her at the house if anything happened.

This surprises Loona... the answer is something that coincides with Luni's usual 'good dog' behavior but it still felt ridiculous. The lengths of their stupid loyalty.

'You're so fucking pathetic.'

Before either realize what's happening, Loona has their head in her hands, nails dug into their skin as they're brought up to a kiss.

#helluva boss #helluva boss oc #helluba boss x reader #loona x reader #helluva loona #helluva boss loona #oc x canon #oc x loona #loona x oc #hellhound oc

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satorinnie · 3 years

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love and war

pairing; gojo satoru x f!reader

genre; angst

wc; 3,6k

warnings; jjk manga spoilers

notes; i think its obvious the ending is a bit rushed but i still tried my best :/ got the motivation to write the ending but then lost it again...but i wanted to post it today so here it goes. would love to hear feedback on it!

it wasn’t meant to play out like this. no, he wasn’t meant to find out about it, not like this at least.

that was the last thing you ever wanted.

everything was going so fine, maybe too fine, but still, nonetheless, things were perfect between the two of you just this morning. how did it come to this?

he was looking at you, blindfold off, crescent blue eyes reflecting each emotion he held so so openly. the only times you saw him this vulnerable was when the two of you had talked about his past, his regrets, and what if’s. his eyes were full of adoration at that time, looking at you like you were a pure blessing from the heavens, an angel sent to save him from his drowning thoughts, to let him be himself.

but now, now they were looking at you with so much hurt, anger, regret, and oh so heartbroken.

you had seen, witnessed, first-hand what the receiving end of gojo’s furious gaze ended with. it wasn’t pleasant, that’s for sure, and you had sworn to yourself you would never be on the receiving end of it.

oh, how the tables have turned.

it was understandable why he was so mad; god knows you would be too. because you, who had delicately pieced back his broken heart and trust after the events of getou, had now broken it, by your very own hands at that.

how did it all come to this? you had no idea. you knew starting a relationship with him was wrong and off-limits from the very beginning, but the temptation had surpassed your rationality just like eve when she bit the apple. you never thought you’d fall this deep down the hole, so deep that you forgot–no, ignored your true mission.

to monitor gojo satoru and sukuna’s vessel and kill them when you got the order.

it was last year when the head sorcerers in england had given you this mission. if gojo was unbeatable and unrivaled in japan, you were the same in england. perhaps your curse technique wasn’t as strong as his, but it was versatile and a very reliable technique.

after itardori yuuji became the only sukuna’s vessel, japan wasn’t the only country sour about the thought of it; in fact, it had caused a panic in europe as well. and as england was the country that ruled the jujutsu world in europe, you were assigned with monitoring the vessel and the owner of the six eyes. they wanted their eyes and hands on the boy with the infinity.

but you befriending everyone there, joking with the curse himself, and becoming lovers with the one and only gojo satoru was definitely not how you planned for things to go. it spelled trouble from the beginning, getting close to the shaman who had an ego and power rivaling the gods. but, unfortunately, you were now too deep to just leave without explaining everything to him, and even hoping for a chance that he’d forgive the lies you fed him throughout your times together was a little farfetched.

how could you make him believe that everything you said was genuine, and out of true love? the answer was you couldn’t because the betrayal in his eyes was enough for you to gulp down those hopes, taking a deep breath to prepare for the argument that was about to come. “look–satoru, please let me explain and don’t jump to conclusions.” you lifted your hands in front of you as an act to calm him down, walking closer to him with a futile attempt to hold his hands.

“explain what?” a laugh escaped his throat, one mixed with desperation and madness, “that everything between us was a lie? a mission for you? how do you plan on slithering your way out of this now, huh?” his voice rising with each word he was spitting out of his mouth.

you were desperately trying to keep up the expression that you had everything together, when in fact, you didn’t at all. your hands were starting to shake because you were scared of losing the man in front of you whom you were utterly in love with. the boy with the infinity held your heart in his palms, and he had no idea about it. “nothing was a lie, alright! i know how that document looked, and i can’t lie and tell you that isn’t true, but my love for you is–”

“keep those fucking lies to yourself y/n–you know, everyone knows already. megumi, yuuji, maki, even shoko–”

“stop cutting me, gojo! i know it might be unforgivable, but you have to believe me when i say i forgot about the mission. i love you, okay? i am undeniably and utterly in love with you, and that’s why i’ve been ignoring every call, every message they’ve been sending me about the task because i can’t do it!” you were screaming now, hands in the air, trying to voice out every single emotion you were feeling in that moment.

“well, it’s too bad that i don’t love you anymore! you know, i’ve known about this for a few weeks now and was hoping you’d open up to me about it, but–”

you froze at his last sentence.

“–you what? so you’re telling me that everything that happened in between us during those weeks was an act? all fake? you were just waiting for me to open up so you could what, break my heart in a more grand way?” now you had to give it to him, not only was he secretly smart, he was also a great actor who had you fooled for weeks now. the room was silent after your words, both your eyes staring deep into each other; you, waiting for his answer.

and you watched as he opened and closed his mouth, not sure how to answer your question. but you knew what that meant; with his hesitance, you had found your answer. breaking your eye contact, you looked down at the floors of the home you used to share; you could hear your heart shattering into millions of pieces with just the sound of his breathing.

“alright,” you whispered into the air. running your hand over your face, you leaned back against the kitchen counter. “so how will this go? are you going to let me go or are we gonna have a full-on fight right now? or is everyone already waiting outside the door to capture me?” you were doing your best to avoid eye contact, it was already too heard keeping your tears from falling, and you knew one more look at the eyes you loved so much would break you.

there was silence for a few minutes, but in your eyes, a few minutes was an eternity long. the fact that he was debating the question you left was heartbreaking already. but you weren’t afraid to fight; you had come to japan prepared for the worst-case scenario, and getting to know satoru up close, you believed you had a fair chance at winning.

“–im giving you twenty-four hours to leave this country. if you don’t–you know what’s to happen.” this had you lifting your head in the speed of lightning, eyes wide mouth agape, you could only watch as gojo satoru left your shared house without sparing you a single glance.

he was oblivious to how he carried your heart out the door when he left you stranded in the middle of the kitchen.

it was an hour after your discussion, and you were still in the same spot he left you. still standing, still too paralyzed to move. the reality of things being over was just starting to weigh on you, but you knew you had to start packing because not only gojo; but england was going to be after you too.

you failed the mission. and you didn’t plan on returning back.

war is a slippery slope. what would you do? becomes what will you do? becomes what have you done?

looking around the now-empty home, you built with gojo; tears started falling from your hallow eyes. so many memories resurfaced in one moment; it was overwhelming. the day your first saw him when he was trying to crack a joke at nanami to get him to smile. or the time he first asked you out admitting he had found you a force to be reckoned with and how you had managed to bewitch him. the day you accepted, the day he made you see stars behind your eyes from pure bliss. the day he proposed living together. the day you danced around the living room with his obnoxious music playing at the back, head laid against his chest humming to the melodies. how you felt like a family when you saw him and the students act so close–

how long has it been? how long have you been pushing your actual task behind the lies and excuses you fed yourself. was that person you? the ever so stone-hearted y/n breaking her facade for the boy with infinity.

my god, my god, whose performance am i watching? how many people am i? who am i? what is this space between myself and myself?

it was all getting too much. when had you fallen down the hole to never leave again? should you be grateful, or should you curse the fact that despite all misfortune, you can still feel love and unearthly love but still for earthly objects?

finally getting a grip on yourself, your feet moved down the hall to your shared bedroom, and without wasting a glance at his side, you quickly started to pack your stuff to leave japan.

gojo wasn’t doing well himself. he thought he had finally found true happiness after all the loss he had to go through, and it all turned out to be nothing but an act built on lies. after he left your shared home, he had wandered around in the streets with no destination in mind and the cold chilly air blowing past him. his blindfold was still off, the moon making his crystal blue eyes shine even more, still with unshed tears at the brink of it—a dam about to break.

he knew he lied to you when he told you he didn’t love you anymore and only hoped the years of the facade he had to keep up was enough to fool you into believing his words when in fact, it was the very opposite. he loved you so much–so much that it broke him when he read the document that was mailed to you weeks ago. you and him were an inseparable duo–the strongest and his tamer. the boy with the infinity and the girl who held him down with gravity.

upon wandering the streets for god knows how many hours, he found himself in front of a riverbank. the light of the moon was radiating, creating a painting of a million stories for the broken boy. but while being so engrossed with the view in front of him, he had failed to feel someone creeping up behind him; with his infinity down, nanami was able to lend a hand on his shoulder. “i’m assuming you talked with her.” he broke the silence.

his silenced gaze worried his friend; they promised to keep it between themselves. while nanami believed letting the kids know would be the better choice, gojo was adamant about keeping your good image in front of them. he knew how much they adored you, and he would hate to be the one to break it to them. “i did.”

“and what choice did you go with?”

“i gave her a full day to leave, and if otherwise–” he gulped down the lump forming in his throat, “–if otherwise, i told her i would fight her.” tears now slowly starting to trail down his porcelain skin, an odd view to see for his foes.

“you did the right thing.” nanami tried his best to console him in a way. this was a new image for him; he never saw gojo break down like this; the last time he saw his best friend (he would never admit that to his face, though) like this was when he had to kill getou, even then he had managed to keep up the aloof facade. but he knew his feeling for you ran much, much deeper than that. he has witnessed what your companionship had done to him. it was what pieced him back, and now what broke him.

it’s been years since you left, but you were back now. back in japan after two years of staying away, traveling to many different countries, on the runaway from the higher-ups in england. you would’ve preferred your return to be on good news and such, but unfortunately, it was the opposite. your friends back in england had informed you about how they planned on ending gojo’s life once in for all today with a team of experienced sorcerers, and although you wanted to keep away from trouble as much you could, you couldn’t let the man you love die.

with your hood covering your face, you walked down the streets of shibuya, the once war zone that led to many disastrous events in the past years under your feet. you heard about everything; the culling game and the capture of gojo satoru, thank god those were all in the past now, and everyone was well–except nanami, and the new had broken you. just like gojo and the students, he also had a special place in your heart, his calm attitude always grounding you. you don’t think his last thoughts of you were good–considering what gojo had told you the night you left, but still, his death was unexpected news to you.

you didn’t know how you were going to approach the topic; there was a big chance they’d attack you the second you entered their line of vision, not allowing you to voice out the news–but it was worth the try nonetheless. taking your hood down, you entered a cafe; the need for caffeine after the long flight back here was strong, the anxiousness and stress not allowing you to sleep. what you didn’t expect was seeing the three first years–now third years–you loved so much sitting in the cafe chatting idly, not noticing you. you wanted to keep it that way, but on your way out, a feminine voice called out your name. “y/n sensei? is that you?”

your steps halted, freezing in your stop. the confrontation was inevitable now, causing a stir in a crowded place was the last thing you wanted so you turned around to see nobara staring at you with wide eyes, megumi and itadori behind shocked just as her. what you didn’t expect was her running straight at your engulfing you with wide arms; a big grin plastered on her face. “where were you! you disappeared out of nowhere, and gojo sensei wouldn’t tell us anything! we were really worried; you left me alone with these two idiots–you know you’re the only one who understands my pain–”

“–i’m sorry, i had to go on an abroad mission, and it took too long. it’s good to be back.” you hugged her back tightly, still trying to process the new information she threw at you. gojo had lied, and that made you question everything you believed in. had he also lied about his love for you back then? but that was for later–for now, you wanted to cherish this news and spend time with your favorite students, learn about their well-being and their stories.

“come on, let’s sit shall we? we got lots to catch up on.”

it was now midnight, and you were waiting somewhere in the middle of the forest for your dreaded meeting with gojo. you managed to convince the kids into telling gojo to meet you here without actually letting him know it was you. they were excited, to say the least, talking about how you and he were the epitomai of soulmates, two pieces meant to find each other, filling up the gaping hole you both had. you were very nervous, fidgeting in your spot, hiding behind the tree waiting for him to arrive, and when you heard footsteps nearing you–you knew this was it, heart pounding like crazy.

walking out of your hiding spot, you slowly made your way over to him, hands stiff at your sides anticipating his reaction. “gojo.” he looked at you, blindfold on this time. still, you could see his displeasure from how his body stiffened at your voice, looking at you with a straight face. “what’re you doing here? i thought i told you to leave.” you sighed, walking closer to him, “i know, and i am going to leave again, but before that, i need to tell you something–” you were cut off by the powerful shake of the ground, throwing you off balance resulting in you falling to the ground.

behind you were your old friends from england, standing tall and mighty together–a force to be reckoned with; you were once one of them, but alas, that was the past. “thanks you leading us straight to him y/n.” elizabeth smirked looking at your fallen state, “you made things a whole lot easier for us.” she continued. looking back at gojo, you were surprised to see his hands locked in some type of chain. how did they manage to get past his infinity–unless he didn’t have it on in the first place. did let his guard down once he saw you? why would he do that?

“no, no, no– leave him alone, elizabeth! i swear to god i’ll rain hell upon all of you!” you stood up desperately trying to leave the makeshift cage your friend had put you in when a sudden idea came to you. it was risky, but it would save him, and that–that was all you needed, your purpose of coming here in the first place.

“lover boy is being quite over there. what is it? cat got your tongue?” she was taunting you and definitely enjoying it too. walking closer to you, she neared your face while the others were beside gojo, “you’re both fools believing you guys could be together in the first place, that’s how it works–” she was cut off by the stomp of your foot on the ground lifting a piece of rock–the one gojo was on, up to the air, away from your ex-friends. if you couldn’t save yourself, you could at least save him; apologize for your past mistakes.

from where you were, you couldn’t do much, but you used all your might to send rock flying in the air towards them meanwhile keeping gojo away from them. your cursed technique was called upon the tainted sorrow, the ability to manipulate gravity, and it was unrivaled in europe. you trained too much to reach where you were, the strongest just like gojo, but even the strong can fall, and all it takes is the blink of an eye.

you were on the ground again, but this time blood pouring from your insides, a deadly piercing through your abdomen. while you were so engrossed with trying to keep gojo safe, you hadn’t realized he was already off the piece of rock fighting the rest. and he had made the mistake of underestimating them, resulting in the struggle. but that distraction was enough for elizabeth to pierce the cursed knife through you.

one second you were on the ground; the next, you were in someone’s arms. looking up, you were met with the crystal blue eyes you had grown to love staring right back at yours. this reminded you of the moments where you used to lay on his chest, hands tangled in his snow-white hair, his hands keeping you tight against him, eyes staring at each other with nothing but love. how unfortunate things weren’t that way now. you bleeding onto his hands which hopelessly applied pressure to your wound in hopes of saving you, his blindfold now off, tears slowly caressing his face. it was a sight for the eyes. you lifted your hand up to cup his cheek, imprinting a red hand mark right where you touched him, “satoru–”

“save your breath, i called for shoko; she’ll be here any minute, and we can save you–” you silenced him with your thumb on his lips, “satoru, this was inevitable, even if you save me now, they’ll still be after me. it’ll be a never-ending cycle.”

“no, i can keep you safe, y/n. remember? it’s us against the world, baby. always has been and always will be.” he kissed your forehead, still keeping you close. his eyes were shut tight; he could feel your consciousness slipping away and knew he couldn’t save you. but can’t a man hope? and as you uttered your last words, body temperature turning cold, breathing stopping, he knew right then and there this was where he lost it all. this was how he lost the light of his world, in his own hands, between his arms.

“for what it’s worth, i love you, ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard.” and he knew those words would haunt him for an eternity. follow him wherever he went. the ghost of you will always be with him, never leaving. you will hold him down by gravity with just your soul. yet he still wanted to curse the gods for taking you away from him, his fresh breath of air, his anchor.

your love was strong, but the timing was wrong, and love decided that you both didn’t belong.

#jjk gojo #gojo satoru x reader #gojo angst #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru x y/n #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x y/n #gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen angst

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acrosstobear · 3 years

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every month of 2021!

post your favorite and/or most popular post from each month this year. (it’s okay to skip months!) i was tagged by the lovely Shona @formulaoneisajoke like ages ago, and i wasn’t gonna do this but it ended up being really nice to look back on my year and see how far i’ve come so thank you for tagging me babes ❤️

i’m pretty sure the whole world of F1blr has been tagged in this but i’ll use the opportunity to highlight some of my favourite creators of 2021, i strongly encourage you follow and support them!! @oscar-piastri @brawn-gp @juncosracing @yukitsunoda @lewishamlton @callumilott @liam-lawson

January: not too many original posts this month; my most popular post was my Merc!George edit (second ever fancam 😊) but i think my favourite post was Callum edit to Streets cause lord, man’s still a snack

February: most popular post was my Valentine’s Day Schulott edit which im still really happy with, though i have to say that my Mick Ocean Eyes edit is a fun one, i’m pleased with how i timed the clips/lyrics etc.

March: by far the most popular was Mick’s 22nd bday edit, which i made at 3 AM the night before lol, but there’s absolutely nothing that i’m more proud of than my first ever Schulott fic Foundations

April: once again we’ve got two Mick edits that were most popular -- my Mick thirst edit and the insane Canceled edit, but my personal fave was my Lewis Fashion King edit cause i just adore the man

May: eeek this month i got all sappy and made an edit about how much Schulott obviously love each other, but i’m also a big fan of these Mick gifs from his Sky Sports featurette

June: featuring my first F1 post to hit 1k notes (cheer up Mick!! watching germany lose at footie), but it was also a very creative month, since it’s when Lauren @formulaur and i published and wrote most of Collegiate Affairs

July: another 1k+ notes post with an emotional Mick x Michael x doggos edit, while most of my other bigger posts were motorcycle Mick pics, but i wanna highlight my moon sun and stars -- Callum being a smiley babe on stream

August: biggest F1 post ever with my gifs of Mick & Seb post race in Hungary, but sparing a shoutout to my unhinged text post about Mick after the summer break that got over 700 notes 😂

September: my two most popular posts saw me get involved in the gremlin ship that is Nortrell (they are fond on each :sigh:) and Mick’s acting career for Sky Sports (it’s a good thing he’s pretty)

October: my compilation of Mick and his serial killer tendencies was my most popular post but i’m particularly pleased with this gifset of Lando being an attention goblin

November: ahhhhh yes the infamous Lando 22 bday edit!!!! i worked on this for 2 weeks straight and i’m beyond proud of how it turned out (and also overwhelmed with how well it was received 🥺). gonna throw in Callum’s bday edit as a bonus cause he’s Just Some Guy, but he’s my Just Some Guy

December: somehow the biggest month?? i have to highlight the 12 Days of Mickmas, cause it pushed me so far out of my comfort zone, but my biggest post by far was a pic of Mick & some birbs 😂 also still aggressively heartbroken and letting it take over in my Amanda Gorman x abu dhabi injustice edit and the Nortrell breakup edit 😭

it’s a mixed bag of fics and videos and gifs but i had a truly wonderful year in 2021 making all kinds of fun stuff and i can’t wait to do it all over again in 2022 ❤️ thank you all for the love!!!!

#oh dear what to tag this #amanda gets tagged #first things first #um #2021 compilation #2021 highlights #im so very grateful yall #much love

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celestialblushxoxo · 3 years

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hello hello! I hope I'm still in for the future spouse game 🥺I'm rhf aries sun cancer moon gemini rising 💖 tysm and wishing you a happy day! 💗

Heyy my fellow Aries Sun babie, Happy New Year, hope you have a beautiful year ahead💗✨

Ok Idk before starting the reading I heard Better Now by Post Malone in my head, specifically the line 'I was so broken over you, life goes on what can you do'. Omg that line makes total sense. Your fs has been through a lot. They've been through so many transformations and cycles and they have learnt so much from all that. Gawd I just feel like giving them a big hug, really. Maybe they started working early, family may have faced issues financially. They were heartbroken as well, an ex may have used them for their kindness. It's so heavy, the energy. They have been through $hit. These things have made them so damn mature like they are super intelligent and understanding. Very very hardworking and they have worked their @ss off to reach where they are today. They may have their guards up like very much when you guys meet for the very first time. It makes sense tho cause they're love, feelings, ideas and thoughts everything was shattered in the past. Hence they are defensive and cautious and haven't dated since that heartbreak as well. They are very decisive and they have good judgement. May look stoic. They could be your boss. They are very clear with what they want and the plans they make. Either very pale skin or very dark. Idk I'm seeing blonde and brown/black hair as well. Maybe they are mixed race. Ohh Adonis(Drake's child) came into my mind. So like he has pale skin and blonde hair but his natural hair texture is afro(cause his mom is white and Drake is mix) so maybe something like that your fs may have or like dark skin and blue/green eyes. Really beautiful feature tho. Shoulder length hair possibly. They may like boots. Youthful face, they may get lotta compliments on their looks. Broad shoulders, really tall. NBA!??? D9 Babies hahaha omg. Right now they are working very hard on their finances now, like they are all work work work. They want to be stable, they want to enjoy life. You guys may meet when he is financially stable and doing really well. He is on that path tho don't worry. He isn't very expressive with his feelings tho. I feel like y'all will be opposites. You maybe the one who makes him want to do all the lovey dovey stuff which he isn't used to. He is very stern and stoic like emotion wise you may not know what he is going through but later he will learn with your help to express himself to let you know how he feels. You make him have these feels which he didn't think he was capable of having before. This is so sweet honestly🥺 I haven't watched animes and stuff but Im kinda familiar with a few terms, you can check out the term Tsundere. They are like that. But you'll make him soft istg. They may like anime. Others/their close ones see them as someone who is focused, hardworking, determined, ambitious, family oriented, potential to succeed, honest, detached, introvert, independent, not expressive, protective, mature and confident. Right now they are in a much much better place, their career is going great, may soon recieve the fruits of their labour. They are near to reaching their goals and dreams. They are really happy. They'll not be very mushy but they see how you may love those stuff and would try to give you back those feelings and affection as well. They may act like they don't like it but they do, they feel so loved and cared for by you, they feel important and like they feel as if they don't need anything else other than your warmth and love.

Possible placements: Capricorn, Saturn and Pluto influence, maybe Venus, Air and Earth placements.

Possible fashion aesthetic:

Hope you enjoyed your reading and moodboard love, do let me know if you liked it or not, it helps me improvise! Thanks for being patient and have a lovely day ahead💗💗✨

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xynchronicity · 3 years

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So, @bushelofmuses and I have been talking about The Terrors and Angie having a kid (their own or even just adopted). Regardless of if the kid is biologically theirs or not, the kid is being raised by both the best and worst parents (depending on who you ask).

However, if the kid is biologically theirs.....CHAOS. That’s a mix of two different nanites. So, I’ll explain below~!

Angela and Gabriel

Nanites are pretty normal. Very little instability in this one.

Regeneration! Passive regen from Angie’s nanites and healing from hurting someone (which luckily their parents are happy they never figure it out until they’re older). Kid just thinks they heal super fast bc of the food and what not given to them (y’know that whole “drink your milk and you’ll grow big and strong!” saying? that’s what they think is happening here).

Longer lifespan but at the cost of baby face for quite awhile. No one bullies them on it though because they’ve seen the kids parents. Bad idea. Would make Wraith cry. Pls no bully their kid.

The moment they learn they can do things similar to Gabriel (albeit on a lesser scale than Wraith and Reaps), they’re like “I’m the coolest kid on the block”. They, in fact, are not because everyone around them has superpowers or cool abilities. They’re reassured by their parents that they’re cool. They got two cool dads, a super cool mom and a cool weird parent.

Raised to be able to protect themselves with their abilities, self defense classes and weapon training.

Likely takes up a career in health because “my cool mom made this tech and im made of it and i wanna help her further improve it!”

Follows their parents footsteps and becomes part of Overwatch.

Angela and Reaps

Oh boi... The most chaotic of nanite combinations. Well, on just a nanite combination stand point. Y’all know Jack-Jack from The Incredibles, yeah? That’s what happens here. Uncontrollable nanites. Kid is physical then a cloud of nanites then a weird monstrosity it thought of then back to normal. Panic ensues.

Super regeneration??? Angie’s normal passive healing from her nanites...but Reaps super duper heals. Likely, accidentally steals people life force before their parents (or at least Reaps) teach them to control it. Which is little issue for Angie, Reaps, Gabi and Wraith...it’s others they have to worry about.

Baby face still v.v but they mature at a much faster rate than previous combo. “Mature faster” doesn’t mean “age up faster”, it means they don’t look like baby in a human body walking around for so long. Still has longer lifespan but they dont keep that baby face for as long. They’d mature similarly to a regular person but teenage puberty could either be absolutely horrible or be a godsend. Like it normally is for regular people lol but this kid would keep that outcome until sometime in 20s before being slapped with that adult filter and it remains that way until their long life ends.

They’ve known of their more Reaper like abilities from a young age. Likely, having to be put into training from super young. This kid would be the more mature one personality and emotional wise because of this. Having to take their abilities and powers more serious because of how unstable they are. Sometimes hates having Reaps as a dad because of this ‘curse’. Reaps hears the kid say this ONCE and is just heartbroken for the rest of his life (good at hiding it though).

More rebellious of the kids. Wants to just have fun to escape their life of seriousness that they were raised into.

Likely becomes a soldier simply because it just fits more into how they were raised.

Wouldn’t join Overwatch or Talon if offered. Would take several years of adult life before they decide one way or the other.

Angela and Wraith

Hmm. This could the seriously chaotic one. Nanites aren’t fighting each other or anything, they merge quite well. It’s more so the outcome of what is possible because of Wraith’s many capabilities.

Once again super regeneration. Angie’s passive regeneration, but they quickly learn that sweets also cause the same effect. Well, parents do while kid just enjoys candy and ice cream.

The true baby of the kids. Oh lordy. Baby forever (not literally). They have an ever young look to them. They can be 50 and still look like they’re a teenager. Poor kid. It has benefits of people underestimating them so like there’s that.

Growing up they learn several of Wraith’s abilities because Wraith has to teach them and wont stop until their kid knows “how to turn into animals to escape to safety”. Angie, Gabi and Reaps all know that’s not at all the real reason Wraith wish to teach them. They also find new abilities that Wraith hasn’t even figured out how to do and this silently frustrates Wraith.

Well, they grew up on sweets so clearly they’re the sweetest of the bunch, right? Correct! At least until something horrible either happens or they’re traumatized.

Has the more mundane or civil job of the kids bc barely looks like a young adult.

Doesn’t join Overwatch or Talon. Preferring to live civilly. However, if needed by their parents or friends within Overwatch, they’d help out.

#bushelofmuses #The Simulacrum || Wraith #//nanite kids...a terrible idea!#//will add more if i think of it or if someone suggests something #Triple Threat/Chaos || Verse #ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ || ʀᴇᴀᴩᴇʀ #ᴀ ꜰᴀᴅᴇᴅ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ || ɢᴀʙʀɪᴇʟ ʀᴇyᴇꜱ #ʀɪʀᴇyᴏᴜʟɪᴋᴇᴛʜɪꜱ || ᴏᴏᴄ

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wickedsrest-rp-archive · 3 years

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Name: Raina Im Species: Human (Spellcaster) Occupation: Barista Age: 26 Years Old Played By: Ci Face Claim: Bae Suji (Suzy)

“I just think it’s important to be kind is all. It doesn’t cost anything!”

Tw: Terminal illness, chronic illness, parental death

Five years prior to Raina’s birth, Im Jae Ho and Sydney Jung had a chance meeting, albeit a dangerous one. Sydney, in a precarious position due to being a spellcaster, made a deal with the devil, so to speak. Unfortunately, Sydney always had her nose where it did not belong, and for once, it got her into trouble. Unaware of lampades, or their intentions, Sydney was temporarily held captive, the fae feeding on her magic. Jae Ho, despite his nature, found the situation terrible-- how could they take a girl who had stumbled into the wrong place at the wrong time captive? He had seen what his family had done to past spellcasters and humans-- fae had no room in their hearts for humans, even ones who cast magic. He would like to think of himself as different.

After Jae Ho and Sydney escaped, they ran as far as they could. Jae Ho knew that he could not return to his family after what he had done, and even though it was nothing close to treason, he had betrayed them. He had put a human life above their own needs, and there’d be no excusing that fact. Eventually, Sydney and Jae Ho fell in love, and as a test to their love, Sydney began allowing Jae Ho to feed on her magic, at least enough to keep him satiated. Several years later, they had welcomed their first and only child into the world during a spring storm.

For the most part, it seemed as though she was normal. It wasn’t until she was five did strange happenings begin to follow Raina around-- it was in moments of extreme anger, fear, or happiness that a pipe would burst, or a kettle full of water would begin to steam. It was apparent that Raina had the gift of water, and though Sydney knew she should encourage her child’s talents, she decided it was a dangerous game to play. So instead, she kept her mouth shut.

When Raina turned fifteen, her father grew sick. What with, it had never been clarified, but she knew that unlike other families, they did not turn to the hospitals. Instead, her mother took care of Jae Ho. Her parents lied to her, explaining that she missed when the nurse would come in and take care of him, how it was always when she was at school. Little did Raina know, her mother was a healing witch and had attempted to revert the sickness that he began to experience, and instead progressed the illness and made it much more deadly than it originally was. One night, Raina woke to the sound of her mother’s cries and hushed, tense whispers. The following morning, Raina learned that her mother had left in the dead of night, too terrified of her father’s condition to stick around. Heartbroken, Raina fell into resolve and poured her attention into caring for her father.

Jae Ho’s sister, Soo Jung had come to Knoxville in order to assist with his illness. Due to the fact that she, too, was a lampade, there was hope between the two adults that she would be better suited to care for him. Unfortunately, his body was too far gone. The magic that Sydney had cast onto him had accelerated the illness, rendering him untreatable. At the age of nineteen, Raina lost her father.

Soo Jung remained in Knoxville, seeing Raina through college-- something that Raina only did in order to find normalcy. It was then that with her mixed emotions, that her powers began to manifest in bigger ways. it was all… strange. Unknown to her, her aunt had begun to distribute texts about magic in places that she would find them. It was then that Raina began to study and research what she was-- a witch.

The call for Soo Jung to return to her family, despite them not knowing where she had disappeared off to was a hard call to follow-- she had a niece she wanted to ensure got help, but knew that it was too dangerous to stay by her side. The humans in Knoxville would no longer suffice. She needed magic. Soo Jung made it clear to Raina that though they were related by blood, she would need to forge her own path, and that she could no longer be of assistance. In dropping that bombshell, Soo Jung also left whispers behind her of White Crest, a town that perhaps Raina would fare well in, with her own kind. Raina followed her aunt’s advice and took off from Knoxville, just a bit after turning 26.

Character Facts:

Personality: Caring, energetic, passionate, self-reliant, understanding, youthful distractible, loquacious, overimaginative, shy, codependent, wishful

Raina was born and raised in Knoxville, TN.

She is a “water witch” which– the irony is not lost on her, due to not only her name being Raina, but the fact that she was born in the rain due to her parents neglecting to take her to the hospital.

Raina, to this day, still does not know that her father was a lampade, or that her mother was a witch, but she has growing suspicions that something was not right.

Despite having an art degree, Raina opted out for a simple job– one that would help her get to know the locals. Maybe when she’s feeling more like herself she’ll try to take a stab at art, but for now she’s content leading a simple life after all her loss.

Raina has a bit of a southern drawl and is maybe too kind / welcoming for her own good.

Has a habit of heating up her tea, or other beverages, with her magic instead of household appliances.

Raina has a necklace made from shed lampade antlers that her aunt gave her, from her dad.

#terminal illness tw #parental death tw #chronic illness tw #retired

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onepunchmiss · 5 years

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OPM S2e11 Live Blog

“The Varieties of Pride”

I left work an hour early just to watch the episode sooner and of COURSE I GOT STUCK IN TRAFFIC FOR AN HOUR because the universe BE LIKE THAT. But guys holy shit this is the second to last episode of the season. So much shit is about to go down. I’m eerily calm and concerning myself soooo uh without further ado I’mma WATCH

As always I’m watching from the perspective of someone up to date on the manga and web comic!

Ok so we’re picking up exactly where we left off, but I mean how could we not, really? And Garou still looks beautiful and I still cri evr tim KEK Glasses looks SO out of place like his fists arent even raised when everyone else is pointing a weapon ar Garou like dude?? Every time Garou laughs I gain a year of life btw, also god damn he’s really drawn SO WELL here, pls pls pls treat Genos with the same respect my bby boy pls

“Where are the S class heroes” oh dear be careful what you wish for…………………. asdfghjkl “any kid who heard you would be so let down” IDK GAROU ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT. ARE YOU. ohohohOH OH OH THE STAIRCASE!!! THE CRUEL STAIRCASE!! AH ok opening theme who it gon b this week

ASDFGHJKL A CHIBI GAROU IN THE OPENING IM IN LOVE

Oh no these flashbacks are going to be heartbreaking, but at the same time I cant not see a bunch of Geryuganshoops asdfghjkl ohhh oh no Garou no Garou is literally me I was that child this is personal and it hurts stopppp I just wanted Wile E Coyote to catch road runner once JUST ONCE I was SO that kid im- also what the hell kind of show is ‘Justice man’ why does the monster sound so sympathetic like, IM JUST TRYING TO STOP OCEAN POLLUTION TOO yall fuck just Justice Fire Kick me to the face too i guess

AAAAAAAAA IM SCREAMING GO MY BOY KICK ASS THIS IS LIKE THE EXACT MOMENT WHERE GAROU OFFICIALLY EARNED MY COMPLETE RESPECT IN THE FIRST PLACE THEY THINK THEY GOT HIM AND HES JUST LIKE WELL ACTUALLY FUCK YOU IMMA POWER UP BITCH AND I AM LIVING SEEING IT IN MOTION MY BOY asdfghjkl”like im not allowed to have one? talk about discrimination” son I love you THIS IS AMAZING THIS WHOLE THING IS AMAZING

BEHOLD the exact moment u shit ur metal pants, fool

IM JUST SCREAMING THIS WHOLE TIME I DONT HAVE WORDS THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ANIMATION IVE SEEN ALL SEASON JC STAFF DOESNT SUCK THEY JUST POURED 100% OF THEIR TIME INTO THIS FIGHT

WHOAH calm the fuck down there smiley face man?? I’m SO GLAD they made him look crazy a bit cause I honestly didn’t even notice him just nonchalantly suggest to kill him the first read through, holy shit fuck ?????

THIS IS JUST SO GOOD IM SCREAMING HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I WANT TO SCREENSHOT EVERY SINGLE FRAME ITS ALL SO GOOD

WHAT IS THIS

A GLASSES FLASHBACK

I THOUGHT IT WAS AN OMAKE OR???

WHAT IS THIS

WHAT

OH MY GOD HIS VOICE?? IM,,, BABY NO AND SAITAMA??????????? WHAT THE FUCK AM I WITNESSING RIGHT NOW

AND THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT LIMITS ST O P

SADFHGJKLKJMHNGBFVCXCVBRGHNTYMJ<KUMJYNTBRVECWRVTBYUMIKMYNTBRVECVBTNYUMIYNTBRVECVRBTNYUM

I CANT BELIEVE THEY PUT THAT IN THERE WHAT THE SHIT FUCK

OH GOD

I THINK IM GONNA LITERALLY CRY THIS SCENE GETS ME EVERY TIME I READ IT LIKE I JUST REREAD IT THIS MORNING BUT-----

oh no its happening. im crying ok oh dear lord

I just…. love him so much … holy shit… ah the laugh, +1 more year life, and again oh no im becomming immortal ahhhh

ASDFGHJKL FUCK “YOU GOT ISSUES BROTHER” GODDAMNIT U READ MY MIND GAROU PLS

Oh my god. The voice sound effect here. just everything about this. Oh my god. I’m so shook holy shit shit ----- ‘Oh your still alive’ WELL ILL TELL U WHAT I AM LIVING RN SO YEAH oh no and Garous little slightly heartbroken hand gesture as Tareo screams and runs and then he just starts limping away gasping for water and then

ASDFGHUJIKL GENOS

WAIT CAN SOMEONE GIVE GAROU WATER FIRST THO

I DONT KNOW IF IM EXCITED OR HEARTBROKEN RIGHT NOW HELP the MUSIC is so INTENSE and GENOS LOOKS SO COOL IM SO FULL OF EMOTIONS AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM IS CONFLICTING OH NO

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT THIS ANIMATION HOLY SHIT OH MY GOD OH MY GOD EVEN THE STILLS OF THE SMEAR FRAMES LOOK FUKKIN AMAZING GOD DAMNIT

wow ok saitama and king right ok gonna pause and give my heartrate a second to come down holy shit. I’m gonna watch and rewatch this episode 2000000 times I know it oh my god. phew. ok. ok. moving on

Saitama just keeling over and SCREAMING is me 24/7 HOLY- omg I’m dying thank you opm for being a glorious mix of BADASS and PEAK COMEDY ASDFGHJKL WHAT IS THAT FACE SAITAMA this is so good. How long have they been there playing games anyway?? Aww King being concerned for Genos’s safety thats so sweet?? Also Saitama worrying very subtly I love them so much I cri

AH THERE GOES MY HEART RATE AGAIN OK asdfghjkl THE watchdog Man movements!!! LOOK!! SO !! COOL!! Ouch ok I love seeing Garou smile but not while pinned to a tree like that no nope I dont like it not one bit oh no

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

THERE IT IS THERE IT IS THERE IT IS THERE IT IS OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD NGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ohhey its flowey undertale

ASDFGHJKL OK Genos looks so cool I just IM so GLAD im just so happy I cant Also IM LOVING ANIME GAROU WITH THE RED its just SO GOOD phew phew asdfghjk just EVERY SINGLE SHOT OF GAROU IS SO PERFECT EVERY. SINGLE. ONE

BANG ASDFGHJKL BANG OH MY GOD I WAS SO CAUGHT UP I FORGOT wtf this music is so funky i love it??? Holy crap???

This looks soo good I am alive I am living is this the thrill of life ?? ? Oh my god. This music is killing me this is so intense, I don’t want it to end here. Bang is also drawn SO BEAUTIFULLY here everyone in the whole episode is WAIT

WAIT

I DO NOT REMEMBER THIS FLASH BACK

THIS IS NEW

OH NO

ASDFGHJKL GODDAMNIT SOURFACE

One, Murata, JC, why did you do that. that was cruel. It hurts. i wasn't prepared. I mean im never prepared but like ESPECIALLY not for that just tear my heart out just tear it out i dont even need it please just JUST

oh no, you cant end the episode like that

please come back

wh-what about my favorite dopey bird man

please

wha

what am I looking at what is this end card “The wiping of the disciple’s butt” is that really how thats translated?? What a fukkin roller coaster

So this was by far my favorite episode of the season to date. I know a lot of people were worried about the animation quality and just overall quality JC staff has been putting out thus far, but I think it’s clear why the rest of the season has been average majority of the time. They spent. All the time. And budget. on. This. Episode. Every Character looked beautiful. The animation was fluid, not too blurry, not too flashy, well paced, and with high quality art. I just. Oh my god. I’m in denial right now that the season only has One episode left. Just 24 minutes more. Until WHO KNOWS when. Whos gonna cry with me next week? pls im gonna need like 100 shoulders my weak heart. ahh shitttttt

Side Note: DID YALL HEAR ABOUT THE OPM GAME COMING OUT??? I swear I JUST had a conversation with @joyandeggs last week about how they could make a game and what it should/could/would entail, AND LO, I HAVE BEEN BLESSED

June 2019 is a BLESSED month for me regarding OPM the past few weeks have been an OVERLOAD

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ren-val · 5 years

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Depeche Mode - The Wheel (another one of my faves) just show me what you can do

“Im gonna do something short“ I said, you know, like a liar. I don’t have enough of these fools. And this time is not as angsty, but at the same time is harsher. I tried to convey all the emotions, and I just... wow, this is the kinda things Depeche Mode makes you do, right?

He was laying down in the bed, the room dark and cold, his hands still marked with the scorching ashes left by angelfire, his soul drained by the sheer magnitude of what he and Valerian had done.

“Ethan?“

His mind was too tired to even register the fact that he was not alone. That he had not been alone in years, that he was not alone when he killed his sire and drank his blood.

“Ethan, please answer me“

There was concern in that voice. The most sincere, sweet and disgusting form of concern. One that made him snarl and shiver. It almost made him puke, but he was no fledgling vampire anymore, if anything, those wild days of rebellion were over.

And it scared the shit out of him.

“What?“

He spitted towards the closed door.

He heard a sigh, one that made his heart ache. The sound of fingers touching the door, a forehead against the wood. The sounds of caring. Cloying and smothering and so, so very fragile. They make him feel nausea, and fear, and a thousand other things he wanted to burn and forget.

“I am worried about you. A lot”

Of course he was worried. Valerian was always worried. He didn’t understand why; things were simple. They had killed the wretched old pervert: Ethan had slashed his throat and then Valerian burned him to a crisp with angelfire. Simple. Extremely simple.

“I am fine”

He wasn’t. There was a void. A huge, gaping void where decades of hatred and minutes of joy had lived. It was going to eat his soul whole, but he didn’t care much. He wasn’t given much of a choice when born or raised or embraced, there had always been the desires of others…

“You are not. I know you’re not fine”

There it was, the desire to control, masquerading as caring. He had killed the fucker who had harmed him. And he was fine. He was tired of thinking, and of feeling that now he had no idea what to do and where to go. He was never someone of plans and ideas. That was for those who believed in some shit. Like Valerian.

“Oh yeah? How the fuck do you know?”

He growled and snarled, his eyes stinging from tears he didn’t want to shed. Tears that no one deserved. The old pervert was dead, and it what was mattered. That he had screamed in pain and yelled for mercy … but still dared to claim that all he had done was out of love. Disgusting. Pathetic. Revenge stained by a sliver of weakness.

Weakness, that’s what he felt when Valerian whispered behind the closed door.

“Because you haven’t called me princess in days”

It was something stupid, small and ridiculous. But the tone in which Valerian spoke was not the whimper of a scorned puppy, but the clear voice of a darkborn. He was not begging for an explanation: he was telling a fact. It was a harsh reminder that, as much as Ethan liked to forget it, Valerian acted different with him.

“Why? Do you miss it? Ok princess, now leave me alone”

Ethan almost retched at the realization that he did not want to say that. He embraced the poison and weightlessness of his own words: he didn’t want Valerian to see him like that. He didn’t want anyone to care about him. He wanted to throw himself at the hands of fate, to give himself up in a plate so he could stop feeling so numb and hurt at the same time.

He heard Valerian sigh

“Do you really want to be alone?”

It was another stupid question. So, so stupid it made him cry; Ethan did not know what to answer. He wanted to be alone so no one would see his weakness, he wanted to be with someone just to fight them and feel strong, but most of all, Ethan wanted the pain to stop. He wanted to feel as he did before, angry and full of life, eager for revenge and pain and pleasure. Anything but empty.

“I don’t fucking know”

He heard his own voice breaking. Pathetic. He slashed his lips with his fangs, biting down until a bloodied whimper escaped from his mouth. He had his revenge, the fucker was dead, and all he was feeling was emptiness: he had killed his sire, as he had killed other bastards before. But those were the bastards who had accepted him somehow, and it was the man who said that loved him, that had always loved him.

He heard nothing, and for a moment he thought Valerian had left him alone, and instead of feeling relieved, he felt abandoned. And then heartbroken. And then angry at himself for even thinking Valerian would really care for his weakness. He felt the mental lash of insults and hatred flaying his psyche; the names, the humiliations, the violations…

“You don’t deserve this pain”

He raised his face and focused for a moment: Valerian was still behind the door, crying.

“You have not done anything that made you deserve it”

It was just a whisper, but something in those words hit him harder than any scream, than any insult, than any snarl or moan. Ethan tried to speak, but nothing came out but a strangled cry. The taste of his own blood numbing his tongue and his senses. His tears felt like molten light across his cheeks, and for a second he thought they would scar him.

“How do you know?”

In spite of his pain, he stood up, trying to breathe and to stand up as usual, even if everything felt as if made of shattered glass. He barely managed to sit in the bed, looking at the door and trying to not become undone. He wanted to close the door forever; he wanted Valerian to leave, even if he knew that would throw him into a bottomless pit of despair.

“Because you had countless chances to show your true nature, and you have only shown bravery, passion an-”

“NO”

His was the roar of a wounded beast, full of pain and terror. His broken voice even hoarser now more than ever, and his tears falling freely; as if everything in him has been transmuted into pain.

“It was all a lie. All of it. There is no shit like that. I am nothing like that. There is something bad in me. I cannot be loved. I am bad. And weak. And stupid. Worthless. I am worthless and everyone hates me but not if I HATE THEM FIRST”

His last roars were marked by the pain of his nails slashing his own skin. More of his own blood filling the air, now mixed with the holy scent of ashes and the salty tang of tears. he wanted to disappear, but he also wanted to go outside and run. He wanted to open the door and kiss Valerian, and he also wanted to make him go away forever. But instead of that, Ethan cried, each small gesture a source of suffering, all emotions becoming pain.

“And you are the worst of all, Valerian” He cursed “You care and you listen and you make me think that things can be different. You behave like you’re the best, when you’re the fucking worst that has ever happened to me. I was fine until you decided to come into my life. I was fine until you started to fucking care”

Because that was the main problem, he thought: one day he was a rebel and a jerkass, and after one night he had become a part of something. He had started to think about someone else instead of just going along the motions. In each drop of blood was the realization that this was the first time in his life as an embraced that he had trusted someone who was not the fucking pervert. And that felt awful.

“You can leave if you wish”

Once more, the cold finality of Valerian’s voice startled him. There was the strained tone of tears, and there was no signal that the darkborn had moved. Until the unmistakable sounds of steps turning away from the door caused Ethan to panic; the surge of fear and hatred turning inwards, his inner monologue becoming a tattered mess of pleas and promises. Trembling, he stood up and opened the door aggressively, expecting the worst.

In the middle of the corridor, looking at him through a silent veil of tears, was Valerian. His face marked by sadness and ashes, somehow more angelic and dirty than ever before. The sight almost made Ethan roar in anger, but he was not able, too lost in the look of infinite sadness and worry that marked the face of his companion.

“Why do you hate me so much?”

His question sounded like a whine instead of a proper sentence. But it was sincere, it was the main and almost only thought in his mind. Because he felt as if Valerian did, as if he wanted him gone, as if he didn’t care at all, as if anything Ethan ever did was not good enough. He hated the darkborn, and he also didn’t want him to ever, ever leave.

“I have never hated you Ethan”

“Then why the fuck do you want me to leave?” He scoffed

Valerian shook his head “I do not want you to leave. I want…” He paused for a moment, sighing deeply “I want you to be happy, I want you to be free. I want you to be you”

Ethan looked down, more confused than ever “And who the fuck am I?”

He pressed his back to the wall, all anger and fury dissolving like ash in the rain. All of the things that had happened were barely dawning on his head, his body battered by both battle and emotional onslaught. He asked a question for which he had no answer, not even a simple glimpse of an idea. He looked into the room, seeing the portrait of himself that Valerian had put there in lieu of a mirror, and laughed bitterly.

“Ethan, you are an embraced. Brave, passionate, and courageous.”

“I don’t feel like anything of what you’ve said” He declared “I don’t feel like anything, really. Whoever you’re talking about wanted to live and get revenge on a fucking weirdo who did bad things to him. Me? I have no idea who I am. Except that I am a worthless son of a bitch who somehow tricked you into this shitstorm”

The void in his heart returned, but subdued and less painful. As if a great weight had been lifted from his chest; and even if the distraught gestured of Valerian made him nervous, he felt way better, even if he felt empty. He said no more, and neither did the darkborn. Instead they just looked at each other, longing for an answer that neither had.

“I do not know what to do to help you” Valerian admitted, as if in pain.

“It’s not like you can actually do it, but...” he wondered, too tired to even gather a coherent thought “I prefer you controlling things, when you are behind all of this, instead of me. At least for now, I’m going cheap”

Ethan opened his arms, both as a way to release and as an invitation, and Valerian took it. They embraced, as closely as they could, still surrounded by confusion and pain and emptiness, but at least together. There were no answers, and a lot of questions in the air, but it felt as if a storm had been pushed for another day. A catastrophe averted by virtue of exhaustion on one part, and compassion on the other.

“We better try to sleep, it is almost dawn and you have been going around since sundown”

“Sure. Just… drive, pull my strings, tell me what the hell to do. I don’t know anything, except that I am yours to keep, princess”

Valerian sighed, almost smiling, and in their shared embrace, carried him to bed.

#ren writes #free fics for my own selfindulgence

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dyketectivecomics · 5 years

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Oh! I remember another w/ dad Constantine au: did john own any Hawaiian shirts before he adopted Raven? Bc when she's a baby bi he's already got flannel but im not sure how well overcoat sleeves can be rolled up

its supposed to be a few weeks after those first few chaps of chance encounters just so y'all Know lmao

…

Constantine hadn’t been sure when Zatanna had implemented the curse. Maybe it had been that very same night that he let the little demon sleep on his couch. Maybe it had been those couple of days later, after he tried chasing down that dangerous lead on his own. Maybe it had only been this very same week after this fight they’d just had.

It’d been their worst one yet since… well…

He shook his head, breaking the reverie. There was no accounting for the past. What mattered was the present task at hand. And right here and now, John was faced with a dilemma. Most of his clothing had been replaced by the gaudiest collection of Hawaiian shirts he’d ever seen outside of a tourist shop.

He’d never seen such a horrible clash of so many colors outside of a gay bar or a pride parade. And this certainly wasn’t bringing the comfort or joy that such a sight would normally.

“I know I might deserve this, but could you ‘least have left me one shirt?” he grumbled out, digging through the hangers to find something suitable. Before his own eyes, he could see another one of his shirts transforming, navy sleeves slowly shortening and color draining into the worst mixtures of loud greens and garish pinks.

“God, why does this one have so many damned pineapples?!” he yelled, tearing at the fabric in frustration.

“She wasn’t really mad,” the five-year-old stated from across the room. She was lurking in the doorway to the bedroom, standing just outside the threshold, almost as if she were toeing the imaginary line where the paneling formed the barrier.

It was a lot of simple sigils, meant to keep emotions from pouring out of or into the room. Magical soundproofing, of sorts.

It didn’t keep everything in, evidently.

“This looks pretty damned angry to me, pet,” he sighed, running a hand through his hair as he tried to think about his next step.

Buying more shirts wasn’t completely out of the question. And it wasn’t like his closet was completely overrun yet. There were still a few plain white ones off in the corner, plus the one he had on now. But how long would it take for them, too, to turn on him?

He remembered watching this collection, helpless to it’s growing size, and doing nothing to stop it before it got to this point. But too many things had been going on, with Raven and Blood’s cult and-

“She’s… not mad, though,” Raven repeated, mumbling something under her breath that had John sighing. He waved her over, inviting her into the space, and pat the space on the bed beside him.

“Take a seat, I can’t hear you all the way over there.”

The girl hesitated outside of that threshold, before all but scampering over and bouncing onto the bed.

He waited expectantly for her to repeat herself, and she stared blankly back, navy eyes wide as she seemed to gauge and place where his emotions were at, now that they weren’t being read through the haze.

“Me ears aren’t what they used to be, luv,” he explained, “Too much rock an’ roll when I was young. You’ll have to repeat yourself for me.” He spoke it clearly, plainly, with as much patience as he could muster at the moment.

The girls eyes glanced between his own, sensing his air of humor, the barest taste of the joke but not understanding what the punchline was. Or maybe it was that the humor was a tad too dry for a palette so young.

“She’s not mad… with you,” she said slowly, eyes not breaking away but fingers fidgeting nervously with her skirt, bunching and releasing the fabric. She would smooth and rub and bunch it a few more times as the demonologist waited for her to explain further. “She’s mad… at me.”

John wasn’t sure he could place the twist he felt in his chest at that moment, the sound of her voice so small, and so heartbroken.

Before he could stop himself, he had an arm wrapped around the girl, bringing her in close to his arms.

He felt something tighten in his chest as she wrapped her own arms around his waist, and as she buried her head into his chest. A swell of sadness mixing in with his own anger.

“What we feel, li'l bird,” he started, “It can be complicated, right? But it doesn’t mean we’re mad with you. You hear me, luv? It’s not your fault. It’s just…” He swallowed carefully, quelling a sob he could feel coming from nowhere-

No. Coming from the girl. Coming from something she’d been holding in during this whole mess of figuring out where she could belong. What they would need to do with her. Where the hell they could place her.

And John knew, in that moment, he could only stand to see her safe and happy in one place. Where he could guarantee it.

“We’re all a right mess, but we’ll figure it out together, eh?” he lifted up her face by her chin, wiping away those few tears that managed to slip by. “How about we fix us some breakfast before we plan the day?”

The damned shirts could wait another hour or two, after all.

#john constantine #rachel roth #dc bombshells #teen titans #au: magic foster family #a HINT of magicblazer but like. this is during their Initial Temporary Break incase that wasn'tObvious #asked and answered #squiddybeifong #randywritesfic #WELCOME BACK TO MY HIGHLY SPECIFIC AU GUYS #YALL AINT GONNA SEE THAT LAST OF THIS. EVER.#im TRYIN to fit this into chance encounters but!!!! it takes place a week or so after theInitial Stuff thats happening now so!!!!!#but i just COULDNT help myself when i see an opportunity to change a direction or add a significant moment yknow?#this is absolutely just meant to be the cu #culmination of everything else in that fic. like its all leading up the the Moment that john Realizes he wants to keep her (in this case #This Moment Here) and ofc zee falling in suit in a much slower progression that takes time to build #bc they both had SHIT for father/mother figures RESPECTIVELY but they'll be DAMNED if they don't at least TRY #john KNOWS he's shit but he's still gonna TRY #ok enough rambling in the tags. TIME FOR SLEEB #IF U READ. REBLOG U COWARDS

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dustybunny · 7 years

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ramble bramble

So I know people have already said this before and stuff but I kinda wanted to put in my quarter and see what happens lol

OH before you keep reading, I’m on mobile as I write this and cannot add a read more break so!! IF YOU HAVENT PLAYED/ARE DODGING SPOILERS FOR EPISODE IGNIS IM SO SORRY I CANT HIDE THEM AT THE MOMENT////

I’ll be tagging this as well so please don’t get mad at me ; ~ ;

So here we go!

After thinking about it and comparing the bros dlcs it’s more then blatantly obvious that Gladio got jipped. Ok yea fighting and beating a giant one armed samurai dude to prove your worth was pretty cool, but it feels like there should’ve been more.

Prompto was able to not only come to terms with being a clone, but also start becoming independent and not so needing of the others just to prove himself.

Ignis bends over backwards to save the one person he cares about the most, not because it’s his job, but because he’s his brother. And not only that, but insuring he won’t lose him to some shitty god logic.

But then there’s Gladio— undergoing a trial to prove his worthiness of being a Shield despite facing death as the moderately high likely outcome if he fails. That’s it.

With the other two bro dlcs, they’re structured around the respective bro, with both also being a way to work on something in the future. Kinda like a emotional bankrupting gaming experience of a Dr Phil episode, but somehow worse. (I’m still crying please send help)

So with that in mind, Episode Gladio is seemingly out of place and not quite the same quality as the others. You could argue the later dlcs were merely buffed up in an attempt to win back the players and fan base.

But what if that’s exactly how it was supposed to be...?

Quickly, I re-evaluated Gladio’s character— strong, intelligent resourceful guy who is a survivalist and is pretty headstrong. He tends to analyze, and seeming to be lacking in empathy in certain events (cue the train scene) Moreover, he is the King’s sworn Shield, a job he trained for his whole life and takes very seriously.

And that last part makes his episode make that much more sense. While temporarily, he leaves the group to prove himself after being ragdolled by Ravus. Not only does he succeed, but also is able to retrieve the sword Cor lost when he attempted the trials.

It makes sense... but still feels off.

Let’s fast forward a bit.

During Episode Ignis, if you play along with Ardyn and risk your life to defeat him, the trash man leaves, thanking his immortality and lovingly telling Ignis he’s gonna die while Noctis finds him. Thankfully the group does and just in time, but one thing about the scene just ripped my heart out.

Gladio, in an attempt to hold back tears, watching over a tired and fading Ignis, gives a ferocious, emotional roar, “What were you thinking?!!”

Granted I was already sobbing my eyes out and was also exhausted from trying to make Swiss cheese out of the resident garbage lord numerous times, I seriously cannot tell you how badly that one line wrecked me.

And then it suddenly got me thinking.

Just how often does Gladio allow himself to be himself?

To review, Gladio spent his whole life training to protect a future king. He descends from a heavily militarized background, and for gods sake his own father fought in a war alongside his king to help bring peace. He’s got a pair of ginormous shoes he has to fill.

So when the bros are faced with difficult decisions, what does Gladio do?

Exactly what he tells Noctis on the way to commune with Titan.

His job. There’s not much else he knows.

It’s that one line during Episode Ignis that solidified it for me—

Gladiolus Amicitia, sworn Shield to Chosen King Noctis, is shit for luck at his own emotional control.

During the whole game, Gladio doesn’t break. Won’t even allow himself to. He’s constantly working, putting all his years of training into overdrive, trying to do what he spent his entire life on.

Everyone else in the group breaks at least a little. Even Ignis, when he has to tell Noctis what’s happened to Insomnia at the beginning of the game, is clearly heartbroken and not his normal sturdy self.

But Gladio doesn’t. Not in the way everyone else does.

His breaks are seldom, and sometimes really hard to pick up on when you aren’t looking for them.

His general hatred toward Niflheim, his snaps at Noctis during the Titan climb and on the train, his sudden distress when separated from the prince in the keep after defeating the daemon that ambushed him and his recently blinded friend. His line when he finds a nearly dead Ignis.

The only thing he seems to do for selfish reason is fighting. Hunting and taking down daemons, MTs, whatever. It’s the only way for him to release his emotions, turning it all into rage to destroy whatever he’s in front of that’s trying to kill him or his king.

It’s his only way to cope with what the fuck is going on.

His dad is murdered, his home destroyed, everything he knew turned on its head. And he doesn’t even flinch. Just keeps going, pushing onwards, focusing on being a worthy Shield. Analyzing and tactically moving forward. It’s what he knows. Buries everything else, even his own emotions to march on.

It what he has to do. It’s what he was trained for.

Gladio reacting to Noctis grieving Luna’s death was a mix of trying to do the thinking for the prince and himself. He couldn’t let his own building pain beat him. So he did his job. Keep moving forward. It’s when he lashes out that he breaks, and quickly tries to catch himself, choking down his feelings to keep going.

Keep. Fucking. Going.

That’s why Episode Gladiolus is so different. Instead of conquering some inner demon, he’s focused on the trial. To prove himself as a Shield. Swallowing down and shoving away his emotions, refusing to let them even touch the surface. It’s not that he couldn’t win, but rather forces himself to bury it away. Focus on the job. The only thing he’s known his whole life.

As much as I love all the boys, Gladio is by far the one I worry about the most. In future dlcs, I’m scared to see what’ll happen to him. If one focuses on him again, what are we gonna see? If it’s in the ten year skip, will we finally see him snap? All that time, bottling up everything, will he finally let it burst?

Ughh as much as I love this game it makes me think so much about all the poor kids involved in it # ~ #

And tbh I just want gladio to be happy. Lemme spoil me good boi, god damn it. There’s a very good reason I have an embarrassing surplus of ramen on my game and it’s so I can at least make my poor tol a little happy.

Hhhhh but that’s all my thoughts ;w;

Hopefully it makes sense. Mobile app is making it dangerously hard to revise and review //orz

And if you got this far, thank you for reading !! ;w;<33

hope you have a lovely day !! <33

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gayghosttt · 6 years

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Do the questions thingie 🦇🖤

thank u pal

1. have you ever been in love? mmm yes

2. what are your favourite colours and why? i like any, but right now i’m really liking yellow it just feels like a very happy color to me

3. who was the last person you held hands with? it is a mystery

4. what is your zodiac sign? gemini

5. how many times have you read your favourite book? a ton, whenever i really like something I’ll rewatch or reread it a million times

6. what are your favourite films? I have so so many but my most recent favs are top hat and shape of water

7. what kind of weather do you like? anything cold, foggy, and when its raining

8. do you prefer sunrises or sunsets? either, but usually sunset

9. what kind of weather represents who you are as a person? mmm I think maybe like when its kinda cold and foggy and then it changes to a little sunny but still cold and there’s fluffy clouds

10. what’s your favourite animal? axolotls and sloths

11. what is your favourite song right now? i think maybe flaming hot cheetos by clairo or silly love songs by paul mccartney

12. what is your favourite song of all time? I,,,, love too many songs i cannot pick just one

13. do you like sunny days or rainy days better? usually rainy

14. have you ever been heartbroken? many times

15. what does the perfect kiss feel like? when u Know they’re gonna kiss you but they just pause like 3 inches from you and then like tilt your chin up a little and kiss u its cute as frick

16. what is your favourite poem? the first one that comes to mind is robert frost’s stopping by woods on a snowy evening

17. who are you most inspired by? so so many people, but right now alot by MaryV and Chella man

18. are you spiritual? a bit but not too much really

19. what is your favourite plant? flowers of any kind

20. what is your favourite feeling? when you’re watching a film that really connects with you in a happy or sad way and you just feel it in your heart

21. what is your favourite word? i am not sure ???

22. are you an artist? sometimes

23. what is your favourite flower? i like any but im really into daisies rn

24. are you happy? it varies but generally I have been lately

25. what are you thinking about right now? if i should get ice cream before i go to a meeting at 3

26. what emotion do you feel most often? i switch emotions like every 5 minutes lmao

27. what is your favourite season? fall or winter

28. are you in a relationship? nopt

29. are you an introvert or extrovert? a mix of both

30. do you prefer the moon or the stars? i love both

31. what is your favourite scent? cinnamon, rain, strawberries

32. where do you feel most at home? i don’t really have a place rn

33. what scares you the most? uhhhhh abandonment

34. do you believe in soulmates? sometimes??? not necessarily just romantically but I do believe some people are meant to find each other in life

35. what is your favourite thing about yourself? mmm my fashion sense or self sufficiency

36. what is the nicest compliment you’ve received? alot of them are v special to me but maybe “I have never met anyone exactly like you”

37. who is your favourite music artist? TOO MANY but rn im really into paul mccartney and wings

38. what was your first kiss like? super cute haha it was with my best friend since high school, we were dating at the time and we were sitting behind the gym after school one day and we were both really nervous but it was v cute and sweet

39. are you a sensitive person? YES

40. when was the last time you cried? last night during the shape of water

41. do you believe that love can last forever? yes, if people put in the work to make it last and keep it strong

42. what do you think happens to us when we die? honestly i do not know and it freaks me the heck out

43. have you ever broken someone’s heart? i think so

44. what do you think about when you can’t fall asleep at night? things i need to do the next day or good memories with people

45. do you believe in aliens? yes y e s YES

46. what is the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for you? there are alot of nice things of course but one thing that always sticks with me was about a year and a half ago when I was really really heartbroken about a few different things and steven stayed up all night with me on skype and let me cry it out and he fell asleep watching bob ross with me to help me calm down

47. do you find it hard to trust? some people yes

48. are you secretive? not really

49. what colour are your eyes? brown

50. do you have a nickname? i have a few but the one most people use is duckie and i Love it

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whitneycolin · 4 years

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