#pls let him open up

[vesselmade-a]

okay one more thing before I sleep. something I really want to focus on on this blog is itadori actually having time to process his emotions and grief. I feel we moved on so fast from junpei and quite literally everything else that happens to him. I want him to be able to console in others, to have days when he can’t force a smile, nights when he can’t sleep. I wanna write about that. Because over time, let’s be honest…his smile fades

[andy-clutterbuck]

Rick's leather sling | requested by EVERYONE

[canthejustboremetodeath]

I need a damian and Danny twin fic, where Danny was the superior twin and was supposed to be the heir but 'died' for whatever reason and now he lives with the Fentons and everything but he still has skewed morals from growing up as a prodigy assassin so he is just one bad experience from absolutely losing his shit and going on a murder rampage.

[hetafice]

hi hi !! loveee your blog so far, it’s v nice to see more hetalia writers popping up again. if you’re interested in tackling this request, i’d like to see your take on how a yandere romano would deal with feelings of jealousy in regards to his darling getting a little too close than what his insecure brain’s comfortable with to his brother veneziano? 🫶💕

tysm! these are still yandere hcs, but i actually ended up also doing a small character study. i’ve been wanting to do those more recently so if you’re interested send in a request! bonus points if it’s not a super popular character. + this came out a lot longer than intended, so enjoy.

This is something Lovino would not be able to handle.

He has spent centuries trying to navigate the minefield that is the relationship with his brother--with varying degrees of success. One thing that has remained constant, however, is the fact that people overwhelmingly prefer his younger brother.

Romano has seemingly tried everything. Careful imitation, acting the complete opposite, sabotaging from the shadows, acting as right-hand man, you name it. Nothing has seemed to stick.

Even now, he’s invisible. Reduced to the lesser half a whole. Forever shackled to his brother, effectively prevented from exercising his own agency.

It’s never fun to be stuck in someone's shadow, but for the person whose shadow you're stuck in to be so unflinchingly blasé about it? For one to be as stuck as long as Lovino has? Being forcefully denied your own personhood like that often breeds contempt. Hatred like that can simmer under the surface for decades, even centuries before bubbling over and being noticed by others. Holding hatred like that for so long as he has? It’s almost enough to drive someone mad.

But when he gets you and has something of his own for once he relaxes a bit. There’s no need to be on edge, to constantly put on airs, because he has someone in his corner. Someone who has taken the time to know him on a deep, personal level. Someone, who despite his faults, is willing to love him, and in turn trusts him enough to love them back. That alone is enough to satiate him, to quiet his restless mind, and dull the sharp blade of self-hatred that’s been lingering within him for so long.

So when he discovers you calmly conversing with the man who has unknowingly tormented him for so long, he almost does not know what to do with himself.

It’s almost as if he’s on autopilot, mindlessly drifting over to where the two of you stand, immediately trying to assess the situation.

 In your eyes, the conversation with Veneziano was just much overdue. It was impolite to not introduce yourself to someone so close to your partner. Lovino would never say so, but sometimes the refusal to introduce you to his loved ones felt intentional. Whenever you would press the issue, he would hastily arrange a meeting to calm you down. It worked a few times; you got to meet a few of his friends, and even his pseudo-guardian/older brother/ mentor (you never were quite sure of the nature of their relationship), but you never got the chance to meet Veneziano. Occasions where you two were set to meet would mysteriously get canceled due to unforeseen circumstances. You also noticed that he would always get strangely cagey at the mention of his younger brother. 

At first, he would try to covertly sow discord between the two of you, in hopes that you would have a falling-out. In his mind, if he could manufacture situations to make you see his brother’s shortcomings, you wouldn’t want to be around him.

When he discovers, to his horror, that you have grown closer to his brother despite the careful machinations, he would spiral.

To you and Veneziano, your friendship is as right as rain, completely unforced, and a natural progression. After knowing each other peripherally for so long, making friends with you just makes sense.

But to Romano, this is yet another event point, in a seemingly infinite pattern of behavior. Time and time again, Romano finds something of his own, takes a liking to it, starts to cherish it, but only until Veneziano comes along and tries to take it. He always manages, because he is always successful in everything that he does. Afterwards, Romano is then left with nothing but more hatred to swallow and another large bruise on his ego. He can’t let it happen again, not this time, not after cultivating a relationship so pure, not like this, not-

He devises to stop it. Whatever it is between the two of you. Immediately.

Lovino, who has always been romantic, will up the ante. You suddenly find yourself whisked away on trips abroad more often than you are sat at home. How could you find the time to catch up with his brother when you have a date that night, another trip to pack for? To you, it seems as though you have entered a second honeymoon phase in your relationship. Unbeknownst to you, he’s tirelessly working to separate you. He shall get Veneziano away before he tries to take what is rightfully his for the umpteenth time.

Before your increased contact with Veneziano, your relationship was, by all accounts, normal.

You met Lovino by happenstance, and your romance blossomed at a pace that felt comfortable and right. He was nothing but loving and attentive, if a bit temperamental at times. But after you meet his brother, you notice a palpable shift in his attitude. He snaps at people more and always seems to be in deep thought. But he’s kinder in some ways as well. He’s now always concerned about your safety and likes to know where you’re going beforehand, not after the fact like you used to do. He figured out that you love the gifts he gets you, so you now receive way more of them. He’s more appreciative of everything you do as well. So much so that one day, after a particularly elaborate meal, he suggests you quit your job to take care of the home. To his delight, you eventually agree, but any joy is quickly stamped out when he hears you happily explaining your new living arrangement to his brother.

He can’t stand it really, as his mind sails through countless scenarios, unearthing trauma he thought had been resolved (or safely buried) since the early Renaissance. He doesn't know why his mind takes him in this direction, but then again he doesn't know a lot of things. He doesn't know why efforts to separate the two of you don't work, or why nothing he does ever seems to work. Why is it that he is never enough? Why, after so many attempts and failures, did Grandfather never really seem to grow fond of him? 

After yet another night of being forced to confront these long-dormant worries, he decides enough is enough. If you cannot take the hints he has so kindly given you, then he will separate the two of you by force.

Long gone are your days of exploring the city alone. No more impromptu cafe trips, walks around the park, or unsupervised trips to the post office. You are expected to stay at home, and at home you stay.

“Amore mio, it’s too dangerous out there,” he says. “There’s nothing nearby worth seeing, and you know how I feel about you driving.”

And you believe him because why wouldn’t you? He cares for you more than anyone! More than your coworkers, your friends who stopped visiting, or even your family who mysteriously don’t care enough to call anymore…

And just like that, you have been delegated to remain in the domicile. Showering him and only him with your seemingly infinite divine grace for as long as time permits it.

It’s so simple that he regrets not doing it sooner.

As for his ingrate brother, he will do anything to ensure he does not go sniffing anywhere he need not be. 

It takes nothing to ruin Veneziano’s reputation. To oust him as an incompetent womanizer. Someone whose words of concern should never be taken seriously.

To Lovino, it is well worth it. He’ll put an end to the madness, he must. Even if it means making you unhappy, or betraying his own blood, or dirtying his hands with sin, or being at the receiving end of your icy gaze for the rest of eternity.

But you aren’t unhappy, are you now? You’re over the moon, and why wouldn’t you be? You are given everything you need and more. Besides, Lovino doesn't like it when you frown.

“Look happy now. You have no reason not to,” he always says.

[sukibenders]

One thing that was weird to me in an interview Rick made after the Medusa episode was when, in regards to the changes from the books and how Annabeth instantly figured out where they were, he says around the lines of "Oh she's a daughter of Athena, goddess of wisdom, so why didn't figure this out sooner in the books" or something like that (correct me, politely, if I am wrong). And, to that, while I understand wanting things to be different from the books it's also important to note that isn't it implicitly stated that, in the books, both Percy and Annabeth were under some sort of magical spell that basically had them throwing out basic thinking out the window? And also weren't they literally starving after having little to nothing to eat for hours? And also, again, they were kids! They probably aren't going to figure things out right away no matter how smart, especially when hungry!

[cheemken]

hc that Iris was the one who got him his jacket

[dutybcrne]

HSR verse Kaeya ideas:

Path of Nihility, Element Ice

Fell in stride with that path due to his depression after his conflict with Diluc and belief his fate due to his family's ties to the Abyss Order may be to bring his new homeworld's doom ( in part because of his Father's final words to him ), maintained in growing to find amusement in the impossible and working towards it regardless of the fact

Has every intention to try and defy his so-called fate even still, even knowing all that effort may be for naught in the end. But at least he would like to say he tried

Tends to help people on a whim, without desiring credit for his actions or if it may help them in the long run

His abilities sap the vitality of his enemies, but consume his own when he uses his strongest ability

Due to his family's contract with the Abyss Order, his lifespan is longer than most humanoids, spanning centuries. Though not quite that of a Xianzhou native, like them, his people do still face a terrible curse to become monsters after a time, like many of the Abyss Order.

He is glad his loved ones will never live to see him succumb to it. One way or another.

Though he also secretly harbors the strongest desire to force the Abyss's immortality on them to ensure they can stay with him, and face the same fate. He has to wonder if the slumbering monster in him is to blame for that, or his own attachments

[rafasbiscuits]

this just hurts.

[beldaroot]

"i need your help, professor!" - witch hat atelier chapter 65

[yuelun]

A semblance of a ghost's caress was the only other sign of life aside herself amidst these ruins of a home, their home, that had long since been lost, perished, and abandoned. And it had been the second time that she'd succumbed to it, this— chill that claimed her spine as it did. Was it the echo of the life that once built the paths and buildings that once surrounded her where she stood, that caused the ache that resonated so vehemently within her chest? Memories of a sigh at a day's end, and memories of a smile at the next's beginning. Memories, they were memories, and so little more than that now.

The leaves beneath her feet, bare still as they were so long ago, crunched as she kneeled amidst them as if she were no less than a kindred spirit. And when the tips of her fingers brushed them aside, and touched the soil beneath— perhaps only the most attentive of mortal gazes, or an eye much too divine, could perceive the flecks that seemed to hover and sink into her skin one by one, as if in an instinct ever innate, dust and ash beckoned to return to where, and to who, they always belonged. The sigh it had drawn from her was bare, and unlikely mortal in its sound when it escaped the lips that were so far from any such human concepts, as it existed within a smile, one much too bittersweet.

@maquiscursed (Xiao) // Starter call 🤍

[solarsaurus-sex]

do u think i should ask my friend if he'd be down 2 let me pop my pegging cherry on him. just so i can see what its like.

[7thewise]

Mike being in tune with Will’s feelings until it’s about his romantic feelings for Mike 😭😭😭

[thcrns]

open: f/nb based: x your muse has him tied to a chair mid exorcism but the demon’s not going to give in without a fight who: levi roth, he/him, 28, former paranormal investigator turned demon turned tattoo artist

“aw... that’s really cute, what you just did there. nice little prayer. what’s next? a couple ‘hail mary’s? gonna hit me with the holy water?” in all of its centuries of existence, the entity within levi’s body had pretty much seen it all— and given its track record, things weren’t looking good for levi. never before had the demon managed to be exorcised without completely draining the life of its host, and it was certain this go around would be no different. “do you know what he’s thought about you? what he thinks about you? still. i thought i was depraved, but this guy... he’s got some pretty sick shit stored up here.” and the demon was enjoying rifling through all of levi’s most taboo thoughts, spreading his psyche wide open and devouring the most perverted tidbits. while it fed off chaos and pain, levi’s darkest memories were the perfect little amuse bouche for the demon. “he’s not gone yet, y’know. i can still hear him up there... says he’s holding on for you. ain’t that sweet?” a saccharine grin spread across his face, unnerving combined with the glint of malice in his eyes. “who knows? maybe you two’ll be reunited. in the after life, no doubt, but still. sweet...”

[kariachi]

Found a transcript of Too Hot to Handle because I wanted to check a thing (I couldn’t remember the exact conversation between Gwen and Pandor and wanted to double check it) and as an aside found that yeah, yeah I was remembering correctly that Gwen and Kevin had the age old ‘trolley cart’ argument and it ended with her dropping him out of the air for taking the ‘save more people’ position.

To summarize the argument

Kevin: Wtf did you try to help him out of that suit?

Gwen: I think he’s scared and he says he’s starving

Kevin: And being scared makes him trustworthy?

Gwen: No. He won’t trust us if you guys keep attacking him.

Kevin: He’s highly radioactive, let him out and he’ll kill everyone around him

Gwen: So we let him starve? That’s cold even for you

Kevin: It’s sensible. You’re not thinking this through

Gwen: *drops him* Oops, lost my concentration

Kevin: Fuck this, I’m out *leaves*

And yes, I have just gone and found the episode itself and checked to make sure that dropping him really wasn’t an accident- if it was she very much wasn’t sorry about it (hands go on hips when he falls, crosses her arms when he accuses her of doing it on purpose, scowl and raised eyebrow the whole time, no apology (at all in the episode, seriously you’ll admit he was right later but not apologize for this), just very clearly feels, even if she didn’t do it on purpose, that he deserves it for *checks notes* putting the health and wellbeing of everyone present over the possible health and wellbeing of Pandor), and given the shit we see in other episodes I’m not giving her the benefit of the doubt there.

Proceeded by Kevin wanting to kick the guy’s ass because, well, when a dude refuses to tell you wtf is going on with a job and then when you back out because of it and undisclosed dangers offers money to whoever manages to force you to stay and do the job- especially when you’re Kevin ‘anger management didn’t work and also will fuckers stop trying to pull this shit’ Levin- yeah you do. And Gwen immediately trying to figure out how Pandor’s suit works as soon as he goes ‘yeah I’m starving’ which, darling you know he’s highly radioactive under there at that point at least talk yourselves into a better position that this stand-off before you go poking and prodding at the damn thing. You’re lucky you just got launched across the tunnel.

And followed by the rest of the episode, with Pandor and his goons kidnapping Kevin, taking advantage of his temper and understandably foul mood to get Pandor released, it turning out that- shocker- Pandor is a dipshit who gives no shit about the threat he is to those around him, the matter being resolved by Kevin and Ben, and Aggregor snatching Pandor back up.

[waywardsculs]

Slowly peeks his head out.

He wants to sleep, but ... Will anyone let him snuggle with him while he sleeps?

[dutybcrne]

Diona is extremely touch averse, but once she gets comfortable, she will get clingy. And she will get a little moody if she's not able to be.