#ok fine two weeks ig

[silversupremacy]

Screams at drawing 71 art in like a week p much

[firestorm09890]

for my entire life I've been so sure that I don't like romance stories and as I'm rereading Hunger Games (I'm on Catching Fire now) I've been dreading getting to the whole Katniss Peeta Gale love triangle situation because ughHHHh but I'm sitting here kicking my feet like a schoolgirl at Katniss being so fixated on little things like Peeta's brushstrokes, the expression he makes when he paints, the way the light catches his eyelashes while all being unaware that she's focusing on these things and being absolutely confused about how she feels, and considering this has happened twice before with two other works maybe I have to reconsider. maybe I do like it when there's a story that's mainly about a whole bunch of other super intense and important shit but also has the main character slowly, imperceptibly grow closer to a friend

[coelakanths]

guys i;am goingt o throw up

[katamarei]

new guy doing the schedules so instead of the super easy text message every week I gotta deal with the dogshit scheduling app and I put in the goddamn notes on the request, "I can't work Friday but the app won't let me request off unless it's 2 weeks from now" and then I got scheduled on Friday

[yesitsmewhataboutit]

Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind

Alpha!Shoto x Omega!Reader

➤ Part 2 to this fic - Shoto has no memory of what happened, or what he did (u can find request in part 1 comments)

Warning ⚠️: injury talk

»»——⍟——««A/n: I feel like Todoroki is OOC here…. The title sucks and I feel like the fic sucks. Why am I posting it? Who knows 😭😭but ig maybe yall will like it

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You spend the rest of the night there with Todoroki. When he's asleep, you manage to slip away to put the groceries away and clean up the blood from his face and hands. By the morning, he's still out cold. You call his agency to tell them he won't be in and start making breakfast, preparing to wake him.

You walk to the couch and kneel down next to Shoto, putting your hand on his shoulder and shaking him a bit. "Sho. Sho, wake up," you say gently.

He groans, his eyes opening and chest rising as he takes a deep breath. Shoto tries to turn his head and look at you, but the second he moves, you can see the slight flitch in his face, his hand rising to his shoulder, feeling the bandage over his scent gland.

"What happened?"

"Your scent glands got infected. Do you remember yesterday at all? Or how it may have happened?"

Shoto groans. "That's the last time I use that stupid detergent from Kaminari."

"What?" you laugh.

"There was a... incident after a fight, involving some weirdly constructed slime, some dirt, and flower,” he mumbles. “Anyway, long story short, I had to wash my suit at the office, and Kaminari offered a special mix of detergent he uses. Considering his "special mix" of slime was part of how I got into that situation, it was a poor decision on my part. Must’ve had a reaction.”

You can't help but snicker a little. "Oh, Shoto." You shake your head and stand. "Come on, I made breakfast. Let's go to our room."

Shoto spends the day recovering in bed. While he's taking a nap, you begin washing the dishes from breakfast. In your own world you don't hear him walking up behind you. "Hey, Love," he says, resting his hand around your waist and leaning on your back, a normal action for him. Before you can respond, though, you feel the slight surge of pain jolt through you, him unknowingly touching the bruise on your back, making you jolt away from him.

You try to play it off, turning around and smiling at him. "Hey, how are you feeling?" You lean up to give him a kiss, but he backs away, a frown on his face.

"What was that? Are you ok?"

You turn around, shrugging like it's nothing. "Yeah. I'm fine." Shoto stands behind you, watching you closely. He raises his hand, gently touching you again. You don't react as much, but he notices how your body tightens up a little. "Y/n-"

"Shoto, I'm fine-" you begin, turning around to face him again, and as you do, you hit a glass off the counter, it shattering on the floor. "Oh, sorry!" you say, putting your hand out so he doesn't get cut.

"Y/n, be careful!" Shoto says, reaching out his hand to help you over it. You take his hand, stepping over the glass and grabbing the broom.

You and Shoto being cleaning, you'd like to believe it really was an accident and not a subconscious way to distract Shoto from your reaction. You knew he'd feel crushed if he saw the -still fresh and red- marks all over you, and you know he doesn't remember, so you decide to move on and not mention it to him until they're a bit more healed.

Three days later, Shoto is feeling better and heading back to his agency. In the area you work for, your schedule is one week on, and one week off, but the week off is set as only on-call, this's your on-call week.

You end up getting a call around two o'clock, and by the time you're done, you're tired and sore, especially where the claw and teeth marks are, your hero suit having been rubbing against them for hours. When you get home, you shrug off the top of your hero suit, figuring Shoto isn't home yet from the fight you heard he was in earlier in the day.

You stop at the counter in the kitchen, wanting to make a quick snack that you can take with you to the bedroom. You hear shuffling in the hallway, and then a voice. "Y/n." You turn around and smile.

"Oh! Hi, Shoto," you smile. You can make out his figure in the darkness, and you're hoping he can't see you clearly with only the light you turned on over the sink.

You know if he sees you, you'll be busted. You have a tank top on, but it doesn't hide what's on your shoulder.

"Hey! I was just making a snack," you say, turning around and reaching to grab your plate and turn the light off. When you turn back, he's only a few feet from you, and he stops with only inches between you. He takes one hand, taking the plate out of your hand, and at the same time reaching behind you and flicking the light back on. You can only look up at him, as his eyes focus on your shoulder and his hand slowly sets down your plate. "Y/n," he asks lowly.

"Yeah?"

"Who did this to you?"

"Sho, it's nothing," you say, trying to turn and walk away, but getting caught by his hand instinctively flying out, catching your side and again, making you flinch.

Shoto makes a face, his hand dropping away from you. "Let me see."

"Shoto-"

"Let. Me. See." You sigh in defeat, turning around and lifting your shirt. "Are those claw marks, Y/n?" The color in his eyes darkens, the color of an alpha coming out, the telling sign of anger levels rising.

"Yes, but they're not even that deep-"

"Who. Did. This."

You couldn't look at him, you didn't know what to say, how to say they were his claw marks. "They aren't that bad, Sho, it's fine."

"You're bleeding Y/n! How could you say that!"

"It's only sometimes, they're healing. How'd you know?"

"There's been blood on your shirts. It's small, not super noticeable, but not to mention every time I'd get too close or touch a certain spot you flinch. How did it Y/n? These are claw marks, deep claw marks. And a bite, that's frankly too close to your mating mark for my taste. And I know it is not from a fight, that no part of this is from a fight. What happened Y/n?"

You look down at your hands. "You did. Um, you were pretty out of it when Recovery Girl came over. So, to make sure you didn't attack her and stay still, I had you lean over me. You're body reacted automatically, it's really no big deal, Sho." You look up at him, and part of you wishes you hadn't. The anger and darkness in his eyes were replaced with hurt and sadness.

"Y/n, you- why didn't you tell me?" his voice sounds so small, so broken and it nearly breaks you.

"Cause, I knew you would beat yourself up. It's really not that bad."

"Y/n, it could get infected. Why aren't you treating them?" Shoto takes your hand and leads you to the bathroom, making you sit and take your shirt off.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," you say as he starts treating the marks on your back.

"It's alright Y/n, just please don't do this again. You need to tell me next time. Accident or not. I thought you were attacked."

You sigh again. Shoto coming around and looking at your face, his eyes meeting yours, his hand tenderly caressing your cheek as he places a kiss on your lips. "I'm sorry, Love. And I promise I'll make this up to you."

"There's really no need. I told you, I'm fine."

No, Y/n. You're my omega and I left marks on you. Lasting marks. I will make this up for you. Promise."

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[newtkive]

pixels [newt x reader - modern text au]

ch. 1 - the gc birth

in which two online friends navigate a romance through a minecraft groupchat with their stupid friends

or, newt, the quiet, stoic boy, and y/n, the bubbly girl both curse the world for keeping them apart, but at least they can send each other cute emojis and hope the other doesn't notice their blossoming feelings.

warnings: strong language, mutual pining, none really.

➥ m.list

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notes: hi :p im very new to writing on tumblr (but ive always been a reader) so pls bare w me! and im trying to revert back to being 14 (im 23 lols..) so im revisiting my old favs including the maze runner/thomas (bc i binged the artful dodger and now im obsessed again). there will be non-text chapters in the future as well, when everyone eventually meets. this will be newt focused so enjoy !! also everyone is like a realistic age from 23 to 28

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THE GLADE

[ 7:45 PM ]

alby added minho, y/n, newt, tommy, and gally

alby: Hello, guys.

minho: wtf is this

newt: uhhhh

tommy: hi :3

y/n: so this is why you asked me for my # in private

gally: i didn’t consent to this when i gave you my number

newt: don’t give strange men your number y/n

tommy: oh that’s y/n?

alby: Wait, Newt you had Y/N’s number already??

newt: yea

tommy: o.O

y/n: i gave it to him like two weeks after we met lmao

tommy: SO HE HAD YOUR NUMBER FOR A YEAR AND I DIDNT????

y/n: well he asked and you guys didn’t :p

newt: lmao

minho: ik he smug as fuck rn

not u asking for a girls number lmao simp

newt: stop

y/n: we all talk in discord anyways so i didn’t really think about it

plus you guys are friends irl so idk

it felt kinda weird to insert myself heh

minho: we’ve known you for a year and a half y/n

we play games all the time

call all the time

we even send packages and shit

you’re very much considered our irl friend

y/n: REALLY?? 🥺🥺

tommy: internet friends are real friends 😍❤️

minho: the heart eyes are crazy

but yes dude

newt: of course you’re our close friend. just cuz we live near each other and you’re a bit far away doesn’t mean we don’t adore you

minho: ADORE IS CRAZY LMFAO

but real ig

y/n: AWWWWW YOU GUYS LOVEEE MEEEEEE

hahahahha

HAHAHHAHJFIEKMGOR

I LVOE YOU GIYYYYSSSS IM PUTTING ALL OUR MINECRAFT BEDS TOGETHER LATER

gally: i do not want my bed to be infested by you guys

minho: gally sleeps in the corner

gally: no i dont i sleep in my mansion

y/n: cherry blossom mansion*

gally: and you sleep in a shed

y/n: cherry blossom shed* its pink and that matters.

tommy: love you y/n 😊🥰

y/n: love you tommy <3333

minho: that’s actually nasty stop now

y/n: u mad ur unloved

i love how the gc name is our minecraft town name :((

newt: aw it is

minho: can we talk about why tf this was made when we have a perfectly good discord

alby: I’m done with Discord.

newt: you got your shit hacked didn’t you mate

minho: mate 💀💀

british people so crazy

alby: Yes maybe..

I don’t want to make another.

y/n: or your old ass doesn’t know how to

minho: LMAO REAL

alby: Gonna ignore that. But I am getting too old for it. I have a new promotion at work so that means I won’t have time to play with you guys as much anymore. So I decided to make this groupchat in hopes to talk to you guys more to make up for it :)

minho: every group always has the old head with the job 💀💀

newt: minho admitting he’s jobless

minho: you work at a library be so fr rn

newt: i have an income. you have a room in your grandmas basement. we are not the same.

gally: LMFAOOOOOOO

minho: stfu :////

y/n: AWWWWWWW ALBYYYYYYY

tommy: YAAAY!!!!

im going to text you guys all day

tell you every meal

every thought

every interaction will be meaningful and glorious

newt: you are 24 years old you don’t have to do all that

minho: no fr im turning off my phone if he starts this shit

why not just do it before in the discord ??

tommy: easy access now and i tried before but stopped since no one really replied..

y/n: i say we all do it :D i will too tommy

newt: ok second thought that’s fine

minho: .

gally: that’s wild.

y/n: YAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!! NEWT YOU GO FIRST

newt: first with what

y/n: say what u ate today

newt: didn’t say i’d do it.

tommy: i ate muffin, monster energy drink, and hamburger :3333

you guys next

minho: that’s all you had bro..

y/n: hot cheetos and french fries and coffee :D

minho: ??????? BRO

how are you guys alive

y/n: it's my day off and no class so i just wanna rot in bed and that means no cooking

newt: please eat and drink water.

like for real and document it

y/n: ok wait

there

tommy: yum!

minho: y/n..

newt: cereal does not count

y/n: I DONT HAVE ENERGY TO MAKE ANYTHING OKAY

im a 23 year old broke college student my fridge is bare

newt: alright what do you want?

y/n: wym?

newt: like if you could pick.

minho: that’s so cruel 😭😭 just making her imagine it

i like it go on.

tommy: i want chick fil a

minho: i knew you hate the gays

tommy: I AM THE GAYS?????

y/n: ugh that does sound good

mmmm chickem sandiwh waffle fry I Want that Os mYch

newt: that’s what you would order?

y/n: mmmcm yeahshhhhh

newt: ok

minho: that’s it?

i thought soemthing would happen

tommy: me too

like a spell! magic 🪄

y/n: sigh

my cereal tastes bad now

newt: well it is cocoa puffs.

minho: L cereal

y/n: DTOP SAYING L ITS SO ANNOYITIGJNGGGGG

minho: she so madddd 😂😂 L

newt: you're annoying minho

minho: youre just saying that bc shes saying that

newt: no ive always said it. and i will continue to. youre fucking annoying

minho: who bought you your coffee yesterday

newt: ???

myself

and i paid for yours too

im the one with an income

minho: .

well i didnt think youd remember that well.

newt: it was literally yesterday.

minho: yeah but ur old

newt: IM THE SAME AGE AS YOU

minho: yeah but im 🤗✨ 26 ✨🤗and youre... 26😬😔

tommy: guys stop fighting

newt: we aren't fighting

maybe this gc was a bad idea

tommy: NO!!!!!!!!!

y/n: NOOOO!

tommy: this is like y/n is here w us irl

y/n: awwwwwwwwwwwwwww

minho: no it's not. we would smell a foul stench if she was

y/n: i ahte you sooo bad.

wait there is a knock at my door im scared

newt: answer it

minho: aren't you supposed to say don't open the door for strangers ????

newt: well usually yes

y/n: no im not expecting company

newt: just do it pls

y/n: ok :D

minho: bruh..

i hope she gets robbed and u feel bad forever newt

newt: why would you want that

minho: bc she owes me money

newt: YOU owe ME money

minho: yes but i have a good reason she just wanted robux

tommy: Y/N DONT DO IT!!! I HAVE SEEN DATELINE

y/n: :o....

tommy: Y/N?????????

OH GOD THEY GOT HER

minho: why would she text a silly face if she got got

tommy: clearly its a surprised face

maybe its not her

its like those cut out magazine letters murderers use

y/n: who got me chick fil a!!!!!!!!!!

minho: me

newt: you literally did not

minho: shut up

y/n: newt it was u i see ur name on the receipt

newt: well

y/n: :(

newt: what why are you sad?

minho: im hungry too

y/n: u spent ur money :(

newt: you're hungry are you not?

minho: she's not but i am

y/n: yeah but..

i feel bad you shouldn't have

newt: just eat it or i'll be mad

minho: i think i want red lobster

newt: it's really no big deal y/n

y/n: thank you newt :(((((

newt: you're welcome

go eat and watch ur show or smth

minho: i owuld love to eat and watch a show rn <33 ohhhh im starving

newt: can you shut up

gally: im muting this gc if this means i have to deal with your guys' shit more than usual now.

minho: thank god

newt: good

tommy: good

y/n: good

the food is good too <3

newt: good.

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[korikokorin]

Fluff

Damian Wayne Headcanon/ Scenario

Male Reader

Warnings: Friendly banter, mildly homophobic connotations (not really though but it could come across that way), mild swearing, You're roommates in this so if you don't like that stuff ig.

Picture by: https://pin.it/1AtFcI4ZT

Note: This one is partially inspired by a fic/ oneshot called Blue-Pilled Man by Cas here on tumblr. FHBFKBFB istfg the Roommates thing is giving me MAD brainrot okay. (p.s. Cas i adore your work hehe)

It started with an otherwise forgettable conversation.

You lived with Damian in a two bedroom apartment off campus. Less restrictions, a proper kitchen, and more living space meant that it was easier to have people over.

You invited your friends over at least once a week. Damian had said he didn't mind, he had at least one of his brothers over to stay the night about as often. He would even join you and your friends in the living room sometimes, sitting with you or off to the side with a book in his hand and only adding to the conversation when he's addressed.

On one such occasion, you and your friends were hanging around in the living room and Damian had just excused himself to the kitchen to grab something after asking everyone if they wanted a drink too.

" Oh, it's alright. I can get them." you said to him.

" I'll get them."

straightforward and brief, like he always was. Most people would think it was rude, but you knew he didn't mean it that way. He just didn't know how to express himself otherwise, especially around people he wasn't particularly close to.

" Are you sure? I can help." you were halfway standing now, ready to follow him into the kitchen and help.

"I'll be fine. hangout with your friends." He said, taking a pillow and pushing it into your chest. He wasn't rough with it, it was more of a gesture that said 'sit down and get comfy'.

"Ok, just-" he turned back around to face you, halfway to the kitchen. "Call for me if you need help."

"I know."

"Ew dude, you act like you're his wife or something."

it was a comment made with no malicious intent, simply meant to tease. Your friend gave you a playful shove when he said it.

You laughed, "The fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Another one of your friends piped up saying, "Yeah, you guys are like super domestic with each other."

"It's not a big deal bro just kinda funny you know?" Your third friend said, leaning back into the sofa cushions, "All that's left is for you to give him kisses and call him cute nicknames."

You knew they were saying it as a joke.

And you have no idea what was going on in your head but for some reason-

You took it as a challenge.

"Are you gonna be all lovey dovey from now on?" The friend beside you laughed, getting all up in your space and batting his eyelashes.

You shoved his face away with a laugh of your own, "You guys are assholes."

You heard familiar footsteps and got up from your chair. With a quick glance to your friends and their disbelieving grins, you walked right up to Damian as he entered the room.

"You're back!" you say joyfully, placing an arm around his waist.

Taking the tray from him, you give him a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, honey."

It's just your thing now.

[roses-r-rosie3]

Wallflower

Jason Todd x M!Reader

Warnings: sort of angst, but mostly fluff ig, mentions of a breakup, reader not taking care of themselves

Summary: After a tough breakup, the reader’s friends force him to go to a concert to make him feel a little better. But little would the reader know, he would meet the love of his life at that concert

Quote: “Have you ever had someone paint you before”

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Your now ex boyfriend broke up with you, for reasons you don’t know. But one thing both you and your friends knew, was that you were devastated. You wouldn’t leave your room for weeks and you refused to talk to anyone. You just laid in bed, thinking about what you did wrong, why would he breakup with you? Why? Why would this happen to you? You were lying in bed once again when you heard a knock on your door.

“Y/n? I’m worried for you, you haven’t left your room in god knows how long, I know you loved him, but you need to come out of there” your roommate said.

“Go away” you mumbled.

“Y/n, please, open the door” your roommate spoke softly.

You knew your roommate would bother you all day if you didn’t open the door, so you grumbled something before opening the door. When you did though, your roommate was there with her boyfriend, but they were dressed to go out.

“Ok y/n, we got tickets for a local band, including you, and you’re coming with us, I can’t stand to see you like this, so go get ready” your roommate said.

God you hated your roommate for this, she knew that if she bought a ticket for you, you would be forced to go, because you would’ve felt bad for making her spend her money on you, even if the tickets cost a few cents. So you finally took a shower after weeks of just staying in your room.

After you were done showering, you changed and walked out to your roommate and her boyfriend, who both looked like proud parents.

“Don’t you look handsome? Who knows you might meet someone new at the venue” your roommate winked.

When you guys finally arrived, you noticed that the venue was very small and the crowd was very small, but hey, what would you expect from a local band? You were still moody though, I mean you were being a third wheel just a few weeks after you and your ex broke up.

“Come on y/n! Turn your frown upside down and enjoy yourself!” Your roommate’s boyfriend smiled.

You faked a smile before your roommate handed you a beer and she started to talk to her boyfriend about the venue and the band. The band, in your opinion, wasn’t bad, but they weren’t anything special. They both tried to drag you into conversation, but you didn’t want to talk, you still wanted to sulk about your ex boyfriend, you missed him.

You quickly excused yourself to the restroom to sulk, but on your way there, a guy suddenly turned and spilled his beer over your shirt.

“Oh my god i’m so sorry I didn’t see you there” the guy apologized profusely as he tried wiping your shirt with a tissue he pulled from his pockets.

“It’s fine, I didn’t really like the shirt anyway, my ex boyfriend got it from me” you said, earning you a little chuckle from the other guy.

When you made eye contact with the guy, his eyes were like the warmest melty chocolate brown and his heavenly gaze made your cheeks feel hot. He was attractive in a way that you couldn’t describe, he was attractive in a way that was completely different to how you found your ex boyfriend attractive.

“My name’s Jason by the way” the guy smiled.

“Y/n” you smiled back.

“So what brings you here?” You asked.

“My brother’s dragged me along, but if I’m being honest the band isn’t exactly my style” Jason laughed.

“What about you?” He asked.

“My roommate and her boyfriend dragged me along” you said.

You two started to talk about life, and what your hobbies were, he said he liked reading and cooking, while you said you liked to paint a little, to which he said..

“Have you ever had someone paint you before” As he winked.

You could feel yourself burning, and it didn’t help that your roommate and her boyfriend mimicking bedroom activities from the other side of the venue.

“I think my siblings are waiting for me, but do you wanna take my number before I have to go?” Jason smirked.

You froze for a second before you realized what he said.

“Oh, yeah! Of course!” You stuttered.

“I can’t wait to started texting you” Jason winked before strutting back to his brother’s who were looking at you with mischievous looks on their faces.

When you got back to your roommate and her boyfriend, still in a love-drunk daze state.

“Aren’t you glad that you listened to us” your roommate smugly asked.

“Shut up” you mumbled.

[halucynator]

Hi Lucy hope you’re days going well! I had a fic ide for Mattheo x best friend fem! Reader where it’s been a stressful week but it’s Friday night, raining in Hogwarts and they’re hanging out watching IT (Mattheo convinced her) after class and she’s a gryffindor and acts like she’s not scared but when it’s night time she’s afraid to fall asleep because of the movie and she ends up going to his dorm and he confesses he likes her and she sleeps with him?(maybe a longer FIC?)

I love your work so much!

Big mistake.

Decided to combine these two x

Pairing: Mattheo Riddle x fem!reader (they are bff's BC bff to lovers is the second best trope to ever exist. Nothing beats e2l imo but that's beside the point.)

Warnings: mentions of violent imagery ig?, cuddling, mentions of intercourse, kissing, not proof read lmk if I missed any.

Summary: you and your friends decide to watch a horror movie. Unfortunately for you, you still wonder what lingers under your bed.

Sorry this took me so long! I was preparing for my Uni which starts in a couple days so I'm super sorry for the wait! Hope you like it x

I watched IT when I was 6 because my parents were watching it on the big TV in the same room as me and I thought it'd be a cute movie but it was... Bad to say the least. I have been traumatised ever since 🥰

reblogs (with tags) are always appreciated!! It is so much help!!

You hated horror movies. But somehow you let your best friend, Mattheo, convince you to watch "IT" with your friends.

Big Mistake.

The violent imagery flashed your mind. The cannibalism, the blood, the balloon, the- the everything.

You didn't get scared by horror movies easily. You'd watched Annabelle, the Conjuring and whatnot without being terrified but IT, oh god, IT.

"You okay, princess?"Mattheo asked. "You look like you've seen a ghost." He chuckled.

You had. You'd seen a ghost. Or a clown. But it was more terrifying than any other ghosts you'd ever witnessed in your life.

"Huh? Oh yeah, I- I'm alright!" You exclaimed too caught up in terrifying thoughts than to pay attention to your boyfriend.

He knew. Of course he did. He was your best friend. But he didn't hold it over your head. He didn't even mention it.

"Do you want me to walk you to your dorm?" He asked.

"Yes but I don't know if they allow it." You replied.

"Eh they probably don't allow a couple of 16 year olds to watch IT during night either but we did it anyway." He joked.

"Wouldn't you be afraid of being seen with a Gryffindor?" You asked knowing he had quite a high status and hoped him being seen with a Gryffindor wouldn't lower it in anyway.

"Not as much as you're afraid of Pennywise." He winked.

"I so am not!" You said offended, crossing your arms and pretending to be mad at him.

"Ok princess, keep telling yourself that." He chuckled as you elbowed him.

As you neared your dorm, the scenes obscured your mind again. You took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Bye princess" Mattheo waved.

"Bye Mattheo. Thank you." You replied as you waved back.

And there it was. Your facade fell apart and petrifying thoughts clouded your mind. You pulled the sheets over your head as you laid in bed. You were fine for the first few minutes until... giggles and lines clouded your mind.

Lines such as "You'll float too!"

You were caught in an endless loop of a nightmare and the only way to stop it was... was to admit you were afraid so you'd be okay. So he'd take care of you. No, not Pennywise!

You made your way to his dorm and knocked.

"Come in!" A voice shouted from inside.

You entered Mattheo's dorm.

"Princess? What are you doing here?" He asked bewildered.

You took a deep breath and dreadfully opened your mouth to tell Mattheo the reason for your presence.

"I'm scared." You said.

He chuckled slightly.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY." You whisper-shouted.

He giggles before he pats next to him. You walk over to his side and sit down next to him.

"I don't think I resonate well with the idea of you sleeping with me." He said as he realised what you were there for.

"Huh, why?" You asked deeply hurt.

"I wouldn't be able to control myself" he smirked as he winked.

You elbowed him yet again.

"Ow! That hurt!" He stated.

"It's about to hurt a lot more if you don't shut up!" You threatened half joking.

"Alright alright. You can sleep here." He replied.

"Thank you." You said.

"I meant it, you know." He said.

"Huh?" You asked confused.

"I wouldn't be able to control myself if you slept with me." He stated.

"Huh and why's that?" You questioned.

"Because I- I like you princess." He replied.

"Oh." You simply said.

"Oh?" He repeated looking hurt. "I probably shouldn't have, I'm sorry I made it weird. I-"

Without thinking you kissed him. It felt good. You felt better. You could feel Mattheo smirk into the kiss.

You both pulled away when you started getting breathless.

"I like you too." You replied.

"Yeah I figured." He smirked.

"Get over yourself!" You exclaimed.

You placed yourself next to Mattheo on the bed. He placed one of his hands in your hair and the other one on your waist to pull you closer. His hand moved down from your hair to your cheek as he caressed it.

Butterflies exploded in your stomach as he did so. You closed your eyes and melted into his touch.

And with that you slept.

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The next morning you woke up. At first you were confused as to what you were doing in Mattheo's room but soon enough you remembered.

"Good morning Princess." He smiled at you.

"hey. I mean- good morning." You replied.

He chuckled at your flustered state.

After the atmosphere in the room became thick, Mattheo spoke.

"I didn't know you had a fear of clowns, princess." He teased.

"I didn't! I used to like clowns!"

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A/n: I hope you liked it! Hope this is long enough for you anon. Sorry for the unnecessarily long wait xx

[ilovechuuy4]

Hello, I love your works and would like to request something (if it is ok with you)

So, imagine BSD charecters like Dazai,Chuuya, Fyodor and Nikolai (you can add other charecters if you want to) with a s/o whose eye color changes based on their emotions. Like red for anger, green for happiness, pink/ purple for love, grey/ blue for when they are upset and Brown is like a neutral color for them.

(you can choose the eye colors if you want to)

-🖤

A/N: Ok im going to be SO serious with y'all I put this back so far because I just didn't have ANY ideas and I feel bad if I lie and say I didn't see this, like I just haven't had ANY ideas im sorry i put this off so far(TW for like drinking ig for chuuya's

⧼ Your beautiful eyes.. ⧽

Dazai🐌 (Fluff)

It was around 7pm and you were waiting for Dazai to get back from the ADA office, since this was the usual time he came home. When you hear the door unlocking and your soft browns looking into his deep brown eyes, your orbs slowly faded into a shade of pink. You then stood from the couch and walked over embracing the brunette in your arms. Dazai wraps his arms around your waist, "Mhm? Good afternoon, baby." Dazai spoke softly, his voice full of sleep.

"Good evening to you too my sleepy boyfriend." You speak with a soft tone, soothing enough to burn a child to sleep. Your eyes have shifted back to the usual color now, but still full of love as you are held in Dazai's arms. "Could we make something to eat? I'm quite hungry, working all day is soo hard" He whined, shaking you by your waist slightly. You raised an eyebrow with a soft chuckle, "Yet, I doubt you did much did you, well of course you helped figure things out but you annoyed your coworkers, huh?" You say with a soft laugh.

Dazai just chuckles and trails to the kitchen, pulling you along, he was obviously hungry and he probably wanted you to cook something for him. "Could you make me some food, darlin'?" He looked over at you with a cheeky smile knowing you would even if you complained. Your eyes were a soft pink mixed with a yellow(happy and love) you decided to just make speghetti, it's simple 'nd good.

About 30 minutes passed, Dazai was hugging you from behind as he watched you cook with a smile. And shortly the food was done, you played it up with two pieces if garlic bread on est plate. You then stuck a fork in the food and turned to give dazai the plate. "Eat up, hun" you say as you place a kiss on his nose. "Aw, thank you" he says before he continues, "I love you, darling" he then placed a kiss on your lips and walked off to eat the food you made, leaving you a soft flustered, pink irises and a mess.

Chuuya🍷(Angst + Fluff)

You come home to a sort of sober but mainly drunk chuuya, which this has been happen for the past week, you get it work has been stressing him but it doesn't give him any right to drink his sorrow away! "Chuuya! Do we seriously have to re-talk about drinking your stress away? You've done this for the past week" you blurt out, rubbing your temples. "Darlin' it's not like im drunk? I'm just a bit stressed and I'm drinking a bit." The ginger spoke, his words a soft slur.

The amount of times you've gone through this with chuuya was so annoying. Your eyes a mix of red and blue, you were upset and mad at chuuya for drinking so much but, it also hurt you seeing him like this. You just stomp your way up the stairs and into the bedroom with a loud huff. Chuuya had a soft frown on his face as he stood from the couch and walked towards the bedroom, gently knocking on the door. “C’mon darlin’ I’m really sorry, can I come in?” His words were still a gentle slur but more legible, he knocks once more not sure if you heard him. He stood there waiting, until he heard you start talking, “Fine, come in..” you mumble, watching Chuuya open the door.

He walks in and shuts the bedroom door behind him, the ginger then sits down on the bed beside you, looking into your worried eyes. “Y/N, dear. I’m sorry I’ve been drinking so much wine. I know it’s not good it’s just, I’ve been so stressed.” He said as he continues. “I’m trying to find a better way to cope with stress it’s just not working. It’s just a bad, bad habit." He spoke slowly with a frown as he brought you into a warm embrace with his arms around you tightly. "I'm so, so sorry darlin'." He was genuine, Chuuya wanted you to know he was sorry for drinking so much.

"It's okay, Chuuya. Promise me you won't drink so much?" You said, your head buries in the ginger's chest causing your words to be a muffle. This brought a soft smile to Chuuya's face, "Alright honey, I'll try my best, I swear to everything I have." He then places a soft kiss on your head, your eyes then shift to a soft pink color. "I love your beautiful eyes."

A/N; ok I'm so so sorry I started this was a decent motivation but then it reduced at it was pretty hard to think of anything to write for when it came to this, so I wrote for dazai and chuuya. Hopefully I can get around for a part 2 if you're satisfied with this one!! I hope you understand:•3

[lovinbarzal]

THE GREAT WAR

kacey dutton x fem! reader

summary: kacey always told y/n he only had eyes for her so what happens when he comes to the ranch only to announce he got another girl pregnant?

warnings: angsty, not very happy ending?, not kayce endgame sorry ://, ab4se, and john dutton

i'm not a huge fan of this lmao but enjoy ig

i also just realized i spelt kayce wrong but i'm too lazy to fix it sorry 😞

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Y/n and Kacey had gotten into a fight which caused Kacey to storm out.

He was gone for exactly 2 weeks before he arrived back home. Y/n had just gotten back from riding around the mountains.

"Kacey!" She jumped off the horse and bolted for him. She jumped onto him and held him close to her but was quick to notice that he didn't return the hug.

"Are you ok?" She questioned running a hand down his chest. His eyes softened.

"We need to talk." He said as Y/n furrowed her brows. The two walked into the house since no one was currently home.

Somewhere in the haze, got a sense I'd been betrayed

"Darling, I'm sorry." He said as she shook her head and paced.

"You slept with another girl, got her pregnant, and all you can say is sorry!" Y/n screamed as tears pricked her eyes.

"I was upset about our fight so I got drunk and it just happened." Kacey explained but Y/n was already upset.

"Fuck that! I cried about you! I was worried about you and where were you? Fucking another girl!" She yelled as John and Beth walked in.

"Who got who pregnant?" John asked taking his hat and coat off.

"Your son, sir." Y/n said calmly while crossing her arms. John thought of Y/n as one of his daughters since he was best friends with her Dad before he passed.

John didn't say anything. He walked up to Kacey and punched him square in the face. Y/n looked down and grimaced. It wasn't unusual for John to hit his sons and she knew better then to interfere.

"You know better, Kacey. Get out!" John yelled and Kacey scrambled to his feet before running out.

"I'm sorry, dear." He said placing a kiss on her forehead before walking upstairs. Beth was long gone probably with Rip so it was just her.

She walked outside to see if Kacey had left. He hadn't. He was sitting on the porch with his heads in his hands.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think he would hit you." She said sitting next to him.

"It's not your fault. I'm gonna go. He doesn't want me here and I don't think you do either." He said standing, hoping that Y/n would argue and say she wanted him there.

She stood and walked back into the house.

That was the night I nearly lost you, I really thought I lost you

Years later...

Kacey never thought he would see Y/n so when he saw her attempting to train the horse he found, he was shocked.

"Fuck." He mumbled seeing her fall off the horse. He ran to her, with Tate following, as she layed in the same spot.

She was fine. She justed wanted to take a break for a second.

"You ok?" She heard from a voice she knew all to well.

"Peachy." She said sitting up. She got back on the horse and started slow. She didn't notice the kid with him.

"What are you doing here?" Y/n asked as she went in circles slowly.

"Came to see my dad, have you seen him?" She laughed.

"He's probably in the house." She said leading the horse to the barn. She jumped off and took the saddle off the horse. She turned around and saw Kacey with his son.

"You must be Tate." She said bending down to his height as the boy nodded shyly.

"I'm Y/n." She said tipping her hat in his direction.

"You look like you would make a fine cowboy." She said standing up.

"I'm an Indian." He said and she raised a brow.

"Cute kid." She said directed to Kacey who looked down.

"Y/n!" Someone called as they walked out of the barn. Ryan turned the corner with a smile.

"The boys are wondering if you wanted to play poker with us." Ryan asked with a smile which made her smile.

"I would love to but Lee asked if I could go riding with him, Jamie, and John. But I'll swing by later and kick all of your asses." She said crossung her arms. Ryan shook his head with a smile before running back to the bunks.

"You and Ryan?" Kacey asked as she shrugged.

"Fuck no. He's my best friend." She said as the three walked back to the house.

"Monica left me." He said walking towards the bunks.

"You must be husband of the year." Y/n said walking next to him.

"I wasn't boyfriend of the year either." He said as she laughed lightly.

"You sure as hell weren't." She said as the two reached the Bunkhouse.

"Well, goodnight, Kayce." She said turning to walk away.

Kayce wanted nothing more then to kiss her but he couldn't. She wasn't his anymore. She was her own person.

She wasn't his girl.

[pensat-i-fet]

Chats and cuddles (Rúben Dias x Reader)

**I got a request for some cute, clingy boyfriend Rúben and then was totally inspired by my favourite model and WAG posting on IG about visiting her boyfriend who plays in the MLS. Thanks, Luna 😅 and to everyone else, enjoy! ❤️**

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"I'm off to training".

"Ok, babe. I'll finish packing and then I'll wait for you. Do you want to do something special today? Or do you want me to pick up some food for lunch or something?"

Rúben turned to look at you and you could only laugh at the pout on his face.

"I want you to stay. Can you do that?"

"I wish. But I have to travel to Paris for work tomorrow. You know that. And it'll be only 3 days this time. It's a quick campaign shoot".

"One day I'll move the entire fashion industry to Manchester and you won't have to abandon me anymore".

"One day", you responded, laughing at your boyfriend's words.

He sighed, picking up his bag and coming back to give you another hug. Separating because of your job was getting more and more complicated. He was usually only away for a day or two. But you could be gone for weeks.

"Let's just stay home. We can watch a movie and cuddle. And eat and cuddle. And talk and…".

"Cuddle?"

"How did you guess?", he asks, hugging you tightly while you still laugh.

"My sixth sense".

When he left, you started to make sure you had everything you needed for these days away in the French capital. That obviously included stealing one of Rúben's hoodies so you could wear it while on the plane. Which one should you get this time?

Once everything was ready and you could relax, it was time for lunch. But Rúben wasn’t back yet even though he was supposed to have finished training over an hour ago.

“I know I’m late, sorry”, he said when he picked up the phone.

“It’s fine. I just wondered where you were. Everything ok?”

“We had extra training. Pep didn’t like anything we were doing today”.

“Poor you. Come back so we can enjoy those cuddles”.

"On my way!"

Since you now had more time to get lunch ready, you decided to prepare something a bit more exciting than a boring sandwich.

By the time you were putting everything on the plates, you heard the door opening and a bag falling to the floor.

"Hi! Where are you?"

"Kitchen!"

Before you could turn after hearing footsteps getting closer, you already felt strong arms wrapped around your waist. You knew tired boyfriend Rúben was very clingy and secretly loved it when he was like this. You loved spoiling him.

"Hungry?"

"I guess", he said, putting his head on your shoulder and sighing. "You smell so good".

"Thanks. I showered today".

You had to drag him with you around the kitchen while getting the glasses and cutlery to set the table.

"What movie should we watch?"

“I’ll fall asleep the moment it starts so whatever you want”.

That made you laugh. It wouldn’t be the first time it happened.

“Then we can nap. I could use the sleep too. I’ll be working long hours the next few days”.

And so that’s what you did. Putting all the stuff away in the dishwasher and getting ready for a little nap once you were done eating. You didn’t mind getting into bed wearing the t-shirt and leggings you had been wearing around the house. But Rúben, of course, had to take his shirt off before collapsing on the bed.

You had to laugh at how dramatic he was. But also wanted to spoil him some more, especially knowing you’ll be away from each other for a couple of days. So you sat on his lower back, startling him slightly.

“What are you doing?”

“Shhh”, you said, starting to massage his shoulders. He was so tense.

“That’s better than the nap, yeah”.

You laughed and continued to massage his shoulders, moving a little lower, trying to find all the little areas that felt like they needed some help. Honestly, you could spend hours doing that. It was relaxing for Rúben but also for you.

After a little while, Rúben took your hands to stop you and you looked down at his face.

“That’s enough, thank you. Let’s take that nap”.

So you moved to lay down next to him and he brought you closer to him.

“I’ll return the favour when you come back from Paris”, he promised.

And you smiled, closing your eyes and thinking about that. Travelling so much was tiring, but knowing you were going to come back home to Rúben spoiling you made everything so much easier.

The nap only lasted a couple of hours and then you suggested to go watch the movie before ordering some dinner. By the time you went back to the living room, after getting changed, Rúben had everything ready.

“How many blankets do we need?”

“It’s cosy movie night. We need them to be cosy”.

You shook your head, heading to the kitchen. “I’ll get the snacks”.

Bowl of sweets in hand, you sat down on the sofa, allowing Rúben to cover you with one of the blankets before moving you so you were as close to him as possible.

"Where do you see yourself in ten years?"

“What?”, Rúben’s question almost made you choke on the M&M’s you were eating.

“You always say modelling is a short career. And football isn’t that long either. I don’t know, sometimes I think about that”.

“Yeah…I guess I do have a few ideas but I don’t know for sure. I’m just making the most of my career now. I don’t even know if I want to work in the fashion industry for long so…”, you shrugged. “And there is also you as a factor”.

“In which way?”

“Well, you are here now but might not finish your career in England. And for you, it’s easy because you can just play but if we had kids, that’s months of non-work for me…”.

“Sorry, I stopped listening after the word kids”, he said, making you look at him.

You had mentioned marriage and children a few times, vaguely. But it always made you smile to see Rúben looking so happy when mentioning those topics.

The way he looked at you made you turn your body so you could hug him tighter. It wasn’t just him that was clingy on days like today.

“Well, there is work for pregnant models but then the babies are born and they have to be looked after so…you know. It’s something to keep in mind”.

"Our kids will have to look like you".

"Why?"

"You're the model. The pretty one", he said, kissing your nose.

"Yes, you're such an unpleasant sight", you laughed.

"We can guess they'll be tall at least".

"Basketball players".

"Whatever", he rolled his eyes. You loved basketball better than football and always annoyed him with that.

“One can play football and the other one basketball then, so there is no fighting”.

“What if they want to model?”

“I rather they don’t. This industry is savage”.

“You could guide them”.

“I guess…”.

“Well, we’ll worry about that when that time comes. I just like knowing that it's something we both want in our future”.

“Yeah, should we watch the movie now? We don’t want to be here until too late or you’ll fall asleep again and the sofa will undo all the work my massage did”.

“Let’s watch it”, he said, kissing your head and moving you so you could be his little spoon.

The movie you picked was a comedy. You wanted something light for this cosy evening together and you loved laughing at all the silly jokes.

Rúben was laughing too but then he stopped and you just assumed he didn’t find them funny. Your sense of humour was quite different. But then you heard some light snoring and when you looked at him you saw he had fallen asleep…again.

"I guess we'll stay here then".

Another night spent sleeping on the sofa. At least you wouldn't be cold with all these blankets.

[anintrovertwriter]

Vinicius imagine, Forever support

I just came home after my running session. I had to keep healthy and in form, and even though Vini didn’t really like me going to run alone, I still did it. Going into the gym room on my own was impossible. I didn’t have the motivation to face it alone if I didn’t have my teacher, my handsome personal trainer.

I rushed in the shower, and when I came back, my phone was buzzing with me being tagged on Ig stories or with texts, posts about Vinicius during the press conference. Worry came.

My phone wasn’t used to this many notifications. I was used to receiving more since dating Vini, but not at this point. I was getting more and more intrigued. I wouldn’t have been if it was him but he couldn't because he didn’t have access to his phone at this time of day. We facetimed each other every morning and every night, even though we’ve been separated for just a few days. Even if he was still in Spain. It was our ritual.

He was currently for the week with the Brazilian national team for two games : one in London and the other in Sevilla against Spain.

I was supposed to come in the afternoon before the game, but everything changed the moment I left the shower.

I was quick to open the stories, and my heart broke. There was my man crying, after answering questions about racism and the situation he had to face at almost every game. Seeing him so emotional, breaking down and fighting the tears, but it was too strong, too much pain that needed to explode.

“ Solo quiero jugar al fútbol. Solo quiero jugar. Solo quiero hacerlo todo por mi club, por mi familia.”

It was too strong to carry on his own, all this hate. I never understood it , and never will. How can people be so cruel over others ? To the point of chants and a hung doll over a bridge. Cruelty beyond understatement.

So as soon as I saw that, I finished my suitcase crying for my man and took the first train to Seville, where they were staying during the international break.

On my way, I called Rodrygo, who luckily answered. He was the Brazilian I was the closest to, we were seeing each other a lot and he became my friend too. He confirmed my boyfriend’s current state, and showed me Vini’s room. I wouldn't have made it without him, so I mentally noted to thank him properly once back in Madrid. I was afraid of not being welcomed at the hotel, but they understood the situation.

It has only been a few day’s separation, but I still miss him like crazy, as always. The house felt empty without his laugh, I felt empty as well.

Rodrygo and I chatted briefly in the hotel before his physio appointment and I was finally in front of Vini’s room. I took a deep breath and knocked, worried about how I would find him.

A quiet “ Entra” was heard and I let myself in.

Laid down on his bed with his training kit on, he was scrolling on his phone. Tiredness mixed with sadness readable on his face.

He looked up, wondering about who could be there.

A few seconds passed, he was quick to change into shock, surprise and a small smile. I didn’t give him the time to get up and I knocked him down with all my strength, which was nothing compared to him.

Vinicius buried his face in my neck, his hands around my body. I felt a loving kiss under my ear and he managed, easily, to make me get back. We looked at each other.

“ Amor, what are you doing here ? Are you ok ?”

Silly him, to think about me instead of him.

“ I’m fine. I just wanted to see you, after what happened.

He sighed before guiding me to sit next to him.

I am so sorry bêbe, I said, taking his hand into mine.

It’s not your fault.

I know, but I feel so mad and sad. You don’t deserve that. No one does.

He looked at me, eyes so sad it broke my heart once more.

Maybe I got what I deserved.

Don’t ever say you’re not worth it, because that’s a horrible lie. Look what you've achieved. From Brazil to become one of the greatest football players. You use your visibility to raise your voice about something that should never exist. You have all the right to speak about your feelings, because no one should have suffered the way you do. It’s ok to fight it, because it is unbearable. I’ve never experienced it myself, but seeing you affected is unbearable. I am hurt too, but I can’t fully understand your feelings. If you’re hurt, I’m hurt. If you cry I cry. Despite everything, I believe and have faith in humanity. I’m sure we can change things, life and mentality. All together.

I breathed deeply after what could have been a speech. He was used to my rantings, but not such as this one. And I wasn’t done.

Baby, you are not alone. I’m with you. Always. If it had to be us against the world, then so be it.

He looked at me for a few seconds, smiled with gleamed eyes and simply said

Eu te amo.

Meu amor, te amo mais que tudo.

Seeing him like this, so vulnerable and sad, without his confidence made my heart shatter.

So I did what I thought was best, dropping everything to be with him. Like we always did. Talking about it, even if it was hard , he had to take some of the pain out. It was too much of a burden to carry alone. He thought it but he knew deep down he had me.

“ No one should be racially insulted because you are better than them on and outside the pitch. You are a wonderful person Vinícius José Paixão de Oliveira Júnior. And I'll be more than proud to recall you everyday. “

I took a deep breath, and he let me silent before kissing me fiercely. He held my jaw and kept me close to him, like I’d ever wanted to leave his embrace.

“ I would marry you right now if I could.

My joking baby is back, I said, glad to see his smile on his face again.

I’m not kidding, I will marry you you know Y/N, he said all serious.

I can’t wait then, I said kissing his nose.”

We stayed in each other's arms for a while, our breathing the only thing heard.

“ Where are you staying tonight? You’re not coming home are you ?

No, I took all my stuff and went there as soon as I heard. I didn't think of a hotel to be honest, all I was thinking was you.

He smiled and pecked me.

O seleccionador wouldn't let you there, sadly, but I’m gonna ask the assistant to find you a hotel.

That would be great, thanks love.

Thank you anjo.

Me ? What for ? I’ve done nothing.

On the contrary. Thank you for dropping everything to come to me. for caring for me, for loving, for supporting me no matter what.

Always

Eu te amo.

Eu te amo coração. And you’ll have to score to show the world you are the best footballer in the universe

I’ll do my best amor.

And of course he did it, scored and celebrated to prove all the haters wrong, that he was stronger than them. He didn’t forget his signature heart and kiss on his wrist, where my initials laid all inked, and pointed me in the stands. I couldn't be prouder of my man.

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

☕️the most egregious problem The Flash has is that it literally NEVER ADDRESSES ANY of the trauma it consistently puts Barry and co through, like it has other problems but I think that's the worst lol

1000000% and I will die mad about it.

Since it’s (always) on my mind, let’s take season 2 for example shall we?

If I had a nickel for everytime Post-Zoom-trauma just disappeared at the drop of a hat, I’d have four nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s fucking INFURIATING THAT IT HAPPENED F O U R TIMES

The four (for lack of a better word) victims in question: Caitlin, Barry, Jesse, and Jay.

Caitlin: kidnapped and held against her will for (I believe) two weeks (that’s putting it simply but we’ve all seen the show so🤷‍♀️). The show gives her one single episode to deal with it, during which she shows very real symptoms of PTSD— solved and therefore ignored and glossed over entirely with a single pep talk. I would also like to add that she showed NO fear of him in the season finale which makes no fucking sense with what the show established only an episode earlier. But tbh, this is the best one because at least the show ACKNOWLEDGED that trauma; if only for one episode.

Barry: Back broken during first encounter (among other severe injuries), humiliated by being dragged around the city to show he wasn’t strong enough to stop Zoom, confidence shattered from the experience. Like Caitlin, we got one episode to deal with this trauma and in that episode, Barry also showed signs and symptoms of PTSD (the entire season is evidence tbh). But of course, one pep talk from his dad and everything’s magically ok :-D !!!!!! I’m going to eat glass (also I will definitely make a post on that fucking episode because I hate it). As mentioned; he continues to have PTSD symptoms throughout the season but it’s glossed over so much and attributed to generic-superhero-stuff™️ that it really doesn’t matter. Gods, I could go on all day about Barry’s post-Zoom AND post-Thawne trauma. (Oh, he was also kidnapped, threatened, and {borderline} tortured by Zoom in the Earth-2 episodes; but that’s all normal superhero stuff ofc so it doesn’t matter right :-D !!! gnawing at the bars of my enclosure)

Jesse: Good gods where do I even start. Kidnapped by a known serial killer, tortured by said serial killer, repeatedly and (probably) constantly threatened with death, and held captive for around 9-10 months. Mm also, she was clearly terrified of Zoom every time he showed up prior to her rescue. Sounds like an extremely traumatic experience with multiple opportunities and instances to develop PTSD right? WRONG! According to the lovely writers; people are completely fine after a traumatic experience is over! What’s PTSD??? chewing glass chewing glass chewing glass. They didn’t even TRY with her, at least with Barry and Caitlin they pretended to give a shit about what they went through but Jesse makes two things crystal clear. 1) The writers don’t care about your trauma unless you’re an MC. 2) The writers put minimal effort into trauma if any; MC or not. It’s like they said ‘Ooo, we should have Caitlin kidnapped by Zoom!’ ‘Won’t that have some sort of effect on her? Being kidnapped is a terrifying experience’ ‘Ah fuck you’re right… eh, we’ll give her one episode ig’ ‘What about Jesse?’ ‘Who?’

Jay: Fucking. Hell. I ordered this in what I consider best handled to worst. Jay is by far— handled worst. Let’s see here *checks notes* Ah yes. Kidnapped and taken to a completely different Earth, an attempted theft of his powers, imprisoned and put in a mask so he can’t speak, {not confirmed but very likely with Zoom’s track record and somewhat implied} tortured, had his identity stolen and {likely} mocked and tormented about the subject, and the ~delightful~ cherry on top— held captive in this situation for at least one year. Fuck I’m so tired. Anyways; there’s not much to say. He got rescued (off-screen ofc), was able to access his powers instantly with no problems, and left to go back to his Earth. Trauma? What trauma? *gestures wildly at said trauma posted above* That’s not traumatic at all! *screams* I don’t care how much experience you have as a superhero— that doesn’t just GO AWAY! PTSD, FLASH WRITERS. LOOK INTO IT P L E A S E fuck I just remembered the show is over now ALL YOUR MC’S HAVE IT! EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. Sigh. In the end of *gestures at said trauma* all that, Jay was just used to cause Barry more greif from his father’s death. Obviously he gets roles in later seasons but (as far as I can remember) this whole thing was never brought up again. Sigh.

I COULD GO ON

I COULD GO ON FOR DAYS

but I won’t cause dear gods I’ve been typing forever now

[zeherili-ankhein]

Me needs some Vasant x Apollo queerplatonic hcs for our retelling (where Vasant reminds Apollo of Hyakinthos and almost switches sides for him while Vasant is tryna find a way to tell him that he's aroace 😔)

WHY DO YOU WANT THEM TO SUFFER SO MUCH 😭

Nevermind it's Apollo so it's fine ig...

Also since this is for the retelling I'm just assuming they becer met before and not going by that prev headcanons of Hyakinthos and Vasant being buddies

— the first time Apollo saw Vasant ofcourse he had a dhum tana dhum tana moment 💀 because the similarities in personality and all reminded him of his boyfriend immediately

— Vasant was happy to see him and befriend him because well he's Vasant and he's happy to see everyone

— well ig Apollo won't know that Vasant is aroace because that topic never came up in their entire friendship

— Vasant makes him flower jewelleries and stuffs while rambling on and on about his day and anything and everything, which ofc reminds Apollo of Hyakinthos

— Apollo is NOT in love with Vasant, but rather the resemblance he has with Hyakinthos, like he's trying to find Hyakinthos in Vasant

— and sadly that would make him slip and call Vasant by Hya's name more that quite a few times actually

— Vasant didn't mind it at first cuz he understood Apollo was in PAIN but after sometimes he got concerned and a little qnnoyed too I mean

— Apollo is on the verge of breakdown almost ALMOST hallucinating Vasant as Hyakinthos daily

— he wouldn't know at first that Vasant was on the opposite side, but when he got to know it was a BIG BLOW and he was in a state of shock, he couldn't move and all

— he'd try to change sides immediately, totally out of his mind, mind you, and rambling something about how he ‘loves’ Vasant and all.... He doesn't he just thinks he's talking to Hyakinthos

— Artemis would try to hold him back and stop him from doing something drastic and stupid

— Apollo's breakdown made Vasant SUPER awkward all while he was trying to convince him he's not Hya and how he doesn't loves Apollo and all

— Vasant felt a little bad though sympathizing with Apollo, but he got so uncomfortable he ran away from the scene to hide where Kama and Rati were

— Kama and Rati understood and helped him, telling him what he did was ok and he should do something but not at that moment because boy was beating himself up with guilt 💀😭😔

— when later Apollo calmed down a bit and got a good old scolding from Artemis (not before she hugged and comforted him ofcourse) he decided he'd tell Vasant sorry

— but he was too ashamed of himself and he didn't want to scare away Vasant like that again, he was still his friend I mean

— Well it took a lot of time, maybe weeks or a month or two, but the reconciled where Apollo repeatedly kept sorry, and Vasant did forgive him but set some boundaries ig.. (HE WAS STILL MAJORLY UNCOMFORTABLE THINKING BACK ABOUT THAT)

— but at the end they still became friends and everything was okiii :3

Also on a side note, don't take this man anywhere near the Surya-Vishnu-Lakshmi-Durga frisbee match with Sudarshan Chakra he'd cry from trauma 💀💀🤌

[pumpkinsy0]

What are the top 5 worst Purly takes you have EVER heard. (Also ilysm, big fan right here)

omg heyyy ily2🫶🏽🫶🏽🤞🏽🤞🏽

ALSO im not gonna list 5 bc ALL of them had one thing they all stemmed from and thats curly being abusive

like im not saying curlys a SAINT but to be outright abusive is a hc that makes me react so viscerally

like ok fine idc if u wanna make curly toxic go off, but hes not millyrocking ponys shit into next week like hes a 1960s wife who didnt put the meatloaf in the oven😭😭

curly can be aggressive in my eyes yes, but to me those r two different extremes???😭😭i hope im explaining it right

BASICALLY what im saying is, being toxic DOESNT automatically mean being abusive, but being abusive always means being toxic, and i dont see curly as abusive at all, i dont rlly see ANY of the boys being abusive honestly for the most part

but also them breaking up ig🙄🙄🙄