#why arent you happy? is it me? no no it must be you

[jav-uni]

Seriously!! Give him grace? This man did all of this himself. The word No exists for a reason. He probably thought his fans would eat this shit up, but when you trot out a racist nazi as “the love of your life” and have 800 articles written about how happy you are to not thinks your once-strong fanbase wouldn't turn on you is crazy.//

Again quick to anger, look if this comes out that he had to choose between saying no and losing everything he worked for then what?

This is the bs that kills me, none of us truly know the damn situation.

It could’ve been a typical pr thing gone too far, blackmail, maybe he did say no, but his hands were tied, etc.

See people don’t stop to think of THOSE possibilities yet people run crazy with believing theories and speculation.

Things arent as they seem and if you truly believe Chris married a racist then you must this this is real or else you wouldn’t have sent that bs.

Answer me this:

Has Chris ever seemed comfortable in this bs since it started. Because I want each and every single one of you to understand something, if he really wanted to sell this shit he could’ve. It could’ve been way worse, she could have had ammo and used this shit to her advantage but it’s obvious he doesn’t like her.

I’m fucking sick of fans doing the most, if you really think he’s a piece of shit and that you have summed shit up, then why the fuck are you here anon.

I said give him grace because we all fuck up, done fucked up shit. At least I have, be mad, disappointed fine, but you don’t know shit 100%. I said time and time again, sit back and let this shit end and then see how he handles the aftermath.

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[forgetmynamepleasethanks]

IF YOU write for hazbin x helluva boss could you do a oneshot stolas x raven!reader whos family only recently became royals and are treated as lesser by the other royal families. the ravens arent as fancy as the other families and dont really care about all the royal stuff so they're kinda looked down upon. they meet at some meeting or you can decide. and make this take place after season 2 episode 9 so blitzo and him have broken up at least for now. thank you a ton!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I write for everything. That's why it takes me so long to write because I get a request, watch the entire show/consume the entire source material, then I start writing until I get a new request and the cycle continues. I am the Sisyphus of fanfiction. One must imagine forgetmyname happy. Anyways. Thank you for the request. I needed an excuse to watch season 2 of Helluva Boss. And shoutout to my favorite mutual for inspo for this I lowkey stole major plot elements from your story please forgive me. They're a better writer than I am so if you're interested in reading the inspiration for the latter half of this fic check out this. Also this isn't particularly romantic, just two straight guy cool guy besties (peak reference).

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If the parties weren't bad enough, the meetings were. Was being a royal really worth it? Sure, immortality, woo. How nice it is to spend the next ten thousand years sucking up to other pompous avians.

Despite your less-than-enthusiastic outlook on royalty, being the youngest of your brothers made you the prime target for all the busy work one could hope for.

That's why you found yourself here. Due to your family's relative youth in terms of royalty, you're positioned to the very far end of an uncomfortably long table seating representatives from all the royal houses in hell.

What a bunch of pricks.

The etiquette that your parents had drilled into you from such a young age- you truly believe they conceived you to be the perfect little delivery boy to turn errands for them- is the only thing keeping you in your seat and this stuffy cape and outfit on your body.

After a wait that could have lasted from 15 minutes to 15 years, the host of this meeting finally makes his entrance. As much as you like to pride yourself in your blasé attitude, being in the presence of King Paimon is enough to shut you up and sit you down.

"Welcome everyone please stop your yammering and listen to me. God when did there get to be so fucking many of you." Paimon announces as he makes his entrance.

"As I'm sure a few of you know hell is currently experiencing some unfortunate economic... blah blah blah"

Could this get any more boring? As you fight to keep your eyes in focus you notice someone standing by the door behind you. It's one of Paimon's sons. Stolas. Long time no see. You and Stolas used to be close, but the weight of royalty split you two apart.

Wow, he looks just as bored as you. I guess being Paimon's son would mean you get dragged along to a lot of borin- "You! Raven boy. Not to be rude or anything but what do you people even do?" Your internal monologue is cut off by Paimon. You don't respond for a beat, internally laughing at how Paimon literally doesn't know who you are or what your family does but you still have to be at this stupid meeting.

"We keep the humans out of hell, Your Highness." You respond dryly. It takes you a second to even notice that you've responded. The line is so ingrained into your lexicon that it practically says itself.

"Right! That's the totally important job I gave your very... snicker... esteemed family." Paimon snorts out, barely containing his mocking laughter. A handful of other representatives stifle laughs at your expense.

Oh, the joys of being a Corvus Arcana. The least royal royal family in hell.

"Yes well, you're dismissed. You're needed for other important tasks. Prince Stolas will direct you. Thank you for your time." Paimon says with mock sincerity.

Oh. Stolas. Yes. You know Stolas. You're flooded with memories of the two of you back at the old "Center for Princes to be" It was a glorified daycare, really. You two got up to a lot. He taught you a lot about the starts, and bugs, and everything he read about. You taught him how to make spit balls and get out of trouble you put yourself in.

You rise from your seat, flipping your cape as you walk to the door. In royal etiquette flipping your cape at someone is somewhat rude. Exactly what you wanted.

The conversation behind you restarts as you reach the door. Stolas is waiting for you with a nervous smile on his face, almost like he's got bad news.

"Ah, I remember you! I didn't know it was you who my father was talking about! Let's head out, shall we?" Stolas remarks oh so professionally. He's looking right at you, using his eyes to try and convince you he's excited about your new task, but you know him well enough to tell he'd rather be anywhere else right now.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" you respond sarcastically. Both of you know you were chosen for this because of your less-than-stellar family image.

"Ah! Well! You see- You were chosen for your... unique skills and inspired professionalism! Yes of course!" Stolas sputters out trying to respond without admitting that you were chosen because you're the trailer park trash of the royal family.

A smile creeps onto your face at the owl's half-baked response. He was never the most socially perceptive, even in his youth. You follow the tall owl out of the meeting room and down some of the winding hallways of Paimon's manor.

"Well hopefully my 'inspired professionalism' landed me something to do besides sitting in that room. How bad could it be? As long as it's not something stupid like stacking boxes." You respond lackadaisically. You look to Stolas for a reaction but he seems fully focused on looking at some dusty old paintings on the wall.

Then you round a corner into a freshly moved into bedroom. So fresh that boxes are strewn about. You look up at Stolas who's scratching the back of his head and looking anywhere and everywhere but your direction.

"No way. It's stacking boxes." You state dumbfounded.

"If it's any recourse I will be helping you unpack. That's our mission. Isn't that... heh... fun?" Stolas replies. You look him up and down. Both of you know how stupid this is.

You just sigh.

Twenty minutes later you're unpacking boxes. Your cape is discarded on the bed, the effort of moving boxes with both magic and your birdy body causing you to break a sweat, and as promised Stolas is helping. You can't help but sneak glances at him. He really has changed a lot since you were kids. He's a lot taller for one thing. Besides the obvious physical change, he seems to never have really put himself together. You can tell he's struggling.

Ruffled feathers, quick to anger, and somewhat mopey. To an average royal this would seem pretty normal. Royals aren't known for their vigor and lust for life. To you, these are signs that he's not doing so hot. Struggling to lift a white cardboard box labeled "FRAGILE!" the tall owl is surprisingly human- well, demon? Humanized? He seems a lot more likable than the rest of the royals.

You decide to break the silence. "So tell me. What's a big important bird like you doing unpacking boxes with lil old me?" It's almost self-deprecating the way you look down on yourself.

"Me?- Ah of course he means you- My father brings me along as a secretary of sorts to his meetings when I'm available." Stolas responds while trying to not trip over a box of pillows as he places knickknacks he got out of a box around the dresser.

You snort at his response. "I have a secretary but she doesn't unpack rooms." You banter at him. This seems to irk Stolas. "Yes well since my divorce it seems my father can't resist the urge to assign me silly tasks as if I were some child in need of a distraction." Stolas snaps at you. He drops his volume at the mention of his divorce, which has surely affected how he is perceived by the other royals.

Despite how peeved he sounds by your comment, it sounds more like he's disheartened than truly upset.

You had heard of his divorce. You didn't care. Your family was never huge on the whole arranged marriage thing. You weren't even married yet, which for a prince of your age was unheard of in most other families.

You smile, half sympathetically, half filled with schadenfreude. "Join the club." An uncomfortable silence fills the air after your response. Stolas was aware of how your family is treated. It seemed silly to complain about being assigned trivial tasks like unpacking a room to a Corvus Arcana. It's sort of like complaining about a paper cut to a man missing both his arms.

"I apologize," Stolas says.

"For what?" You respond quizzically. "For how the others treat you. Merely because your lineage is young does not justify the lack of respect or meaningful assignments they've received from the other royals." Stolas says.

The uncomfortable silence fills the air once again. Stolas had always been the only person to treat you like a true royal. Back in the day, he was the only one to play with you, share with you, or even really acknowledge you. You two unpack in silence. After another ten minutes of unpacking you finally can't take it anymore.

"This blows. Wanna ditch this stupid "assignment"?" You stretch your arms and let the box you were carrying fall to the ground with a thump. Stolas looks at you dumbfounded.

"Ditch? Like... 'play hooky'? No... I could never! I'm much to old for that type of behavior now." Stolas seems aghast at the idea of offending his father. You turn around and grin at him. "Oh like anyone's gonna miss us! There's a million servants around here that can unpack this dumb room. Let's ditch this. Or are you gonna tell me you're having a blast?"

"That's not the point. I can't just leave!" Stolas retorts.

"You're an adult now. Plus King Paimon clearly doesn't care what we're up to. No one's checked on us. C'mon, we used to do this all the time. It'll be like back then when we used to sneak away from the nannies at daycare." You rebuttal. You can see Stolas fighting with himself over what to do.

The look on Stolas' face is priceless. There's nothing quite like a royal trying to decide if it's worth doing something considered "non-royal".

"I suppose it's okay to leave unannounced... I read something about the human country of Ireland and how its people say goodbye without saying anything and-" Stolas realizes he's rambling. "Ah well... yes. I guess I'd like to leave."

You shake your head in mock surprise at his overly introspective response. "Follow me."

You two walk in silence for a moment. You're spending the quiet time considering your current circumstances. You and the prince of the Ars Goatia are playing hooky from a meeting neither of you were really invited to. Huh. Interesting spot you've found yourself in.

Conversely, Stolas is trying his best to keep his cool. He's not so used to just leaving these types of things. You two have also not spoken much since you were young. There was never any bad blood or anything, being a royal is just time-consuming.

Stolas follows closely behind you as you walk out of the castle. "So... if you don't mind me asking..." Stolas begins, waiting for your confirmation to continue. After a quick nod from you, Stolas furrows his brow, contemplating his words before speaking, "Your..." He pauses, searching for a diplomatic way to phrase it. "casual demeanor seems almost at odds with your status as a royal. It's always been quite intriguing, I must say. Most other royals tend to carry themselves with a certain..." He gestures with a hand. "formality, shall we say. Your informal manner is indeed a rare sight." Stolas asks you.

The owl's attempts at not offending you are admirable. "Well. My family is much younger than yours, as you know. While your family and all the others gained power at the very start of hell my family rose to power a short three hundred years ago. To put it bluntly, we don't really do all the royal stuff." You respond, trying to explain your family's situation.

"I see... fascinating." Stolas offers. The two of you make it out of the castle without another word.

You two find yourselves behind the castle. You hop up on a small ledge to see over the hedges. Stolas, being tall, can see over just fine.

"Well. The world's our oyster." You say. The night is fresh upon you and the city shines spectacularly below you. You look up at Stolas with a mischievous grin. "How quickly would your dad notice if his fancy schmancy car went missing?"

Stolas snickers at your question. "We'll just have to find out I suppose."

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I don't really like how this turned out but I also feel like I say that after everything I write. I'm also pretty rusty (and slightly intoxicated). Life has been up my ass for like two years so that's where I've been. Once again, massive props to freakyfrye for a lot of inspiration behind this. I had no clue where to take it but I read their story and it was great! Worth checking out. Anyways I hope you enjoyed.

[cloverpurr]

the damn books arent even out yet and every time i see moonpaw, knowing now who her canon parents are, i just get more and more confused. why isn't she a nightsun kid? genuinely why?

we know warrior cats. we know that if they have the chance, they're going to make the protagonists become mates and have kits. that's something they've done since arc 2. not to mention that this arc, for 2 of the 3 protagonists, has been adjusting to and accepting the new rule of allowing cats to be mates with ones from other clans. they had the perfect opportunity to make moonpaw a nightsun kid, not only to fill the (honestly unfortunate) quota of "protagonists must get together at the end" and "she-cat protagonist must end with mate and kits", but also for her to be the first kit born after the new rule. the first half-clan kit to not be discriminated against for her bloodline.

but. instead we get... bayshine, who is to my knowledge a complete nobody, and... thriftear. also a complete nobody. not to mention they're cousins in at least 3 different ways. this arc we're on right now is almost over, too, and i know neither of them are relatively close with nightheart (or sunbeam, really) but we haven't even seen an OUNCE of character, romance, or even friendship between bayshine and thriftear. have they even interacted??? i know bayshine and nightheart have but have there ever been any background scenes of bayshine and thriftear together? sharing tongues, sharing a meal, even looking at each other with affection in their eyes, anyone commenting on them and being like "oh wow thriftear seems to really like bayshine!"? anything?

its just so confusing to me. i really, really don't get it. i mean say what you will about nightsun, i know some are happy she's not their kid, but her not being their kid is so so so confusing to me. i mean good on them for shaking things up a little but even still. very strange choice

[fincholeander]

Hi there

I was kinda confuse so i wanted to ask arent lhh and kdj both one person?(i read side storys) so why people even ship them?? ...i cant find out about why thay like this ship i just feel bad every time see it on Twitter or etc ...

Im not hater ..uh well it wiard but still...

Oh yes, hello. Thank you for asking in advance, I guess this is a common question. As someone who ships Lee Hakhyun and Kim Dokja, allow me to state my opinion. There will be a lot of side story spoilers. In my opinion, Lee Hakhyun and Kim Dokja are not the same person. The truth is that Lee Hakhyun is a fragment of Kim Dokja reincarnated, this is true. But that doesn't mean he is Kim Dokja. As in the end of season 1, there was a line saying that the fragments of Kim Dokja are no longer Kim Dokja, they are separate people living their own lives. If Lee Hakhyun is Kim Dokja just because he was the fragment of Kim Dokja, then all the other readers in this story are also Kim Dokja. If KillerKing and Yerin are both Kim Dokja, why are they brother and sister? If uncle Dansu and Jiyoon are both Kim Dokja, why are they father and daughter? Reader Go Jangwon likes reader Koo Sunah, while they are both readers - fragments of Kim Dokja. Isn't that mean Kim Dokja loves Kim Dokja? I think Lee Hakhyun and the reader's struggle in the side story, is to show that the readers are not Kim Dokja, even though they are reborn from Kim Dokja's fragments. Now they have their own lives, they don't have to live in the shadow of someone else, they don't have to sacrifice themselves so that a more perfect version of themselves can survive. The readers and the Kim Dokja we know, they are separate existences. Lee Hakhyun also has the life of Lee Hakhyun. He is 33 years old. He has a father, a mother, an editor who cares for him, readers who like the work he writes, he lives the life of Lee Hakhyun, not Kim Dokja. Regarding the reason why I ship Lee Hakhyun and Kim Dokja, perhaps one of the main reasons is because I believe that they are two different people, with different experiences, different personalities. And secondly, I find them cute. If you have read the side story then you must have seen, how Lee Hakhyun said he wanted to curl up next to Kim Dokja in ep 4, how Lee Hakhyun said he would be fine as long as Kim Dokja continued reading his story. How in ep 12(7) Kim Dokja told Lee Hakhyun “this is your story”. And how Kim Dokja told Lee Hakhyun “Hakhyun-ah, tell me a happy story this time.” You can see, they are two completely different people, with their own loneliness and efforts to take care of and understand each other. In the side story, Kim Dokja is also watching Lee Hakhyun's story, and he felt sad everytime Lee Hakhyun was hurted mentally or physically. Kim Dokja is a reader, and Lee Hakhyun is a writer. In essence, they are already extremely different. Anyway, this is my own feeling when reading the story. I guess everyone has a different perspective when reading, so it's okay. But I hope you can understand what I want to convey. Thank you for reading. I hope you also enjoy the side story. (This is an artwork I made before the side story cover was out, so LHH's hairstyle is webtoon CIH's hairstyle, but anyway, this is one of the conversations between them that I adore the most. Lee Hakhyun was so worried while Kim Dokja just chilling there telling Hakhyun to do whatever he wants, I think they are really precious together.)

[maltmealo]

Chapter 13: Apologies

That-"

"Yeah."

"We did that?"

"Adorable arent they?"

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Dear Doctor

I didn’t know you for very long, I wish I had. You seemed like a nice guy regardless of how silent you were or how little you spoke with your hands. Maybe you hate me in whatever afterlife you choose, I know I certainly would have been angry at whoever was stupid enough to drive off a cliff. Stupid is a generous word for what I did, but I hope you know that I am sorry.

The pencil rests in your hand loosely, the trembling of your hands makes it hard to write neatly. The words scrawled on the paper feel empty, useless in the face of the grave you dug for an innocent bystander.

You deserved more, I know you can’t read this but

The pencil. A tool used to erase mistakes and make something better. But you weren’t a pencil, you were a sad little human writing a letter to a dead man.

The pencil is dropped and the paper crumpled, ending up in the trash, or more likely beside it, with the multitude of other letters you tried to write.

“Can’t find the words?” Nurse Darby asked from beside you, looking from your vitals to you.

Nurse Darby had been there when you woke up, with a warm smile and a kind voice in the stark white hospital room.

“Words are useless, he’s dead and can’t hear them,” You say solemnly, looking down at your casted arm as Nurse Darby comes up to you.

“Maybe not, but it’s still nice to get your feelings out there,” She offers, picking up the pencil and piece of paper and setting it on the food tray in front of you, already cleaned off from your earlier breakfast.

“Why does that matter? He’s dead.” You scoff, leaning back and staring at the paper with disdain. You would’ve crossed your arms but the cast prevented it.

“He may be dead, but you’re not, he’s not going to hate you for letting your feelings out,” she laughs, shaking her head and giving you a sympathetic smile, “you’re a sweet girl, I’m sure he knew that as well as anyone who talks to you for more than five seconds.”

“When I first came in I was screaming and bit someone,” you state bluntly, the memories of being wheeled in on a stretcher all too vivid in your head, the unbearable ache in your chest, the feeling of something being ripped away from you piece by piece like a wet paper towel.

“Eh, most of the people here are,” She shrugs, picking up the clipboard again and looking it over, “It looks like we’re releasing you soon, That Agent Fowler fella came by about an hour ago and signed your release form.”

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door and Agent Fowler stepped in, adjusting his tie as he sent you a smile.

“Glad to see you’re awake, Miss,” he says, standing beside your bed as he puts a hand on your uninjured shoulder, “We were quite worried about you, but it seems like we had nothing to worry about.”

“Agent Fowler,” You greet, giving him a tired smile as you sit up a bit straighter, more than happy to see a familiar face.

“Nurse, may we have a moment?”

“Of course, just press the call button if you need me,” she turns to you, gesturing to the remote with a big red button beside you.

She leaves the room, the door closing behind her with a click. Agent Fowler shuts the blinds to the office, turning back to you with a serious look.

“Breakdown escaped,” he starts grimly, crossing his arms as he walks to the window to the outside, “When we went to collect him he was gone, apparently getting crushed by a mountain means nothing to those ‘cons.”

You didn’t know how to feel about that, he seemed like a normal guy, except for the obvious metal part, and he was nice to you. Well, niceish. He did almost crush you, but other than that he was okay.

“We’ll be taking you back to the base, it was too dangerous to move you earlier but now it's a must, we can only hide you for so long.”

“Oh,” you say, looking down at your feet, “right, thank you.”

You don’t know why you were sad, you would be safe with the Autobots, and they would get you home after the war ends, right?

Then again, your injuries had been mostly due to the giant ‘bots. Ratchet breaking what was supposedly keeping your soul from dissipating, the Autobots' carelessness in letting a Decepticon sneak into their base, Bulkhead not even taking a second to break Breakdown’s chest, his death.

“Here, put these on, they should be your size,” Agent Fowler sets a bag down on the bed, unzipping it for you and pulling the set of clothes out.

You look at the clothes in your lap and then at the cast on your arm, a blank look on your face.

“I can go get the nurse if you need help,” Fowler says quickly, noticing your look, “I would help you myself but I doubt you want me to do that.”

The rustling of paper caught both of your attention, your note was picked up off the ground, dark slim fingers uncrumpling the note ever so gently, black eyes reading the letter.

“Ah, doctor Sowa, you’ve arrived, good.” Agent Fowler said with a smile, looking at the man, clad in a lab coat and all.

He nods in response, not looking up from the note.

You’re stunned, he wasn’t dead.

He finally looks up and takes the pen, flipping your abandoned note over and writing on it.

I will help, it says, the scribbles barely legible, almost like a first grader who just learned how to write. He holds it up for Fowler to see, tapping the pen against the paper before pointing at the door, a silent command.

“Ah, I’ll take that as my cue, I will be waiting outside, Miss.” he smiles at you again, giving your shoulder a comforting squeeze before leaving the room.

The silence was almost deafening, you couldn’t help but stare, he didn’t even have a scratch on him, not at all beat up like someone who supposedly fell a hundred feet.

He flips the paper over again, reading the unfinished note intensely before looking back up at you.

Again, he flips the paper, showing you the scribbles, and then gesturing to the clothes.

“Oh.” is all you could mutter, your voice caught in your throat.

He pauses before pulling the sheets down, grabbing your uninjured arm, and pulling you to your feet, your legs (after not having stood up for three days) gave out.

He stared down at you for a moment, pulling you back up onto the bed with surprising strength from such a scrawny-looking man. Letting you go and crossing his arms, not assumed by the situation.

You stare back up at him, finally regaining your voice.

“I thought you were dead,” You whisper meekly, suddenly not feeling too well.

He grabs the piece of paper again, tapping ‘help’ before offering his hand to you. You take it and he stands you up, putting a hand under your arm to keep you from falling.

“I’m sorry.”

Nothing, he gets you out of the hospital gown.

“I shouldn’t have done that.”

He helps you into a loose t-shirt, large enough for your cast to fit through.

“How did you survive?”

He pauses, shaking his head before helping you into pants, considerably easier than the shirt.

“Am I hallucinating?”

He looks up at you, the narrow green eyes showing no hint of what he is thinking. He shakes his head.

“You’re not even hurt,” you say, not able to process the fact that he just saw you nude, how many times do you get to see someone you thought was dead, alive, and well?

He doesn’t respond, going outside of the room and coming back with a wheelchair, helping you get into it without hurting yourself even more.

It’s quiet except for the usual clammer of the hospital, babies screaming, people crying, people complaining.

Suddenly he stops, letting a screaming and crying woman be ushered past, she looked like she had been dumped into a bucket of blood and then slammed into a wall. She was cradling an unmoving bloody mass, the thing that made you gag was the little hand attached by strings of flesh hanging out the wad of flesh.

Sowa’s head moves with the gurney, staring at the bloody mess, not willing or able to move.

“Hey, what happened?” You ask one of the passing nurses, the image burns into your brain.

“Car crash, it was flipped into a ditch,” he explains, watching as they usher her into a room, “poor woman, she was here last month to give birth.”

You utter a thank you to the nurse and he nods, going on about his day, you still haven’t moved yet, Sowa was staring in the direction they had gone, the faint screaming in the distance an eerie howl of a new mother pain.

“Hey, Doctor, are you okay?” You ask, shifting in your seat to look up at the unblinking man, tears forming in the corners of his eyes and dripping down his face, a race to the bottom of his chin only to be soaked up by the fabric of his mask.

He reaches up and touches his cheeks, his head slowly turning to look in front of him as he begins to move again, tears still falling from his eyes.

The first emotion you get from the doctor is his pain, it feels ironic as you reach up and put a hand on his, hoping it would offer some amount of comfort.

You enter the empty elevator, clicking the button for the bottom floor as Sowa stands behind you.

“I know I'm not in any place to say but, I’m sorry,” you say as you maneuver your body to look at him, the burning pain feeling like nothing, “I know the look of someone who lost a kid.”

He doesn’t look down at you, staring straight ahead as he gets ready to get off the elevator, you turn back around. You don’t know what you expecting, he’s probably still mad at you for driving off a cliff, he doesn’t want to hear words of pity from a person who almost killed him-

He places a hand on your shoulder, the grip gently yet firm as he taps your shoulder.

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[therantfairysblog]

My precious friend, happy birthday

✍️ note: how kaburamaru feel about his bestie's birthday? My second fanfic for iguro's birthday on his sweet little serpent whereabout 🎈

'Kaburamaru, are you okay?'

'hey, are you doing well there?'

'let meet again in your dream, okay,'

.......

Kanao watching the little snake gracefully crawling into it's box. Kaburamaru is such a wonderful fellow, helping her a lot with direction. Its not be too difficult to handle and the snake seems a bit mellow these days. She's wonder why.

"The moon is so pretty tonight, it's so bright and the autumn wind feel cold but nice, arent it, kanao?" She's startled with her husband remark. Kanao smiling. Tanjiro walking towards her, give her kiss in her cheek while looking at the moon.

"Yes, it's so pretty," she's looking back at kaburamaru's box. The snake seems to enjoy the moonlight too but it's look quiet and sad.

"kaburamaru, it look sad today...i wonder why," kanao asked her husband. Tanjiro watching the snake moving slowly back into it's box, trying to sleep.

'he is, hey kaburamaru kun, are you okay?" Tanjiro approaching the little snake. It's didn't respond much, but he notice the snake appear to move closely towards iguro's piece of haori that they kept for him. 'oh'

"tomorrow....is iguro san birthday aren't it?" Tanjiro ask. He remembers Kanroji tell him about the serpent hashira's birthday while making him honey pancakes. "15th September"

"oh, i see, I'm sorry kaburamaru kun." Kanao caressing the little snake's head and it just let it be.

"Tanjiro san, maybe we can visit the grave tomorrow? I don't have anything to do, it's been a while too. Kaburamaru kun must feel lonely aren't it"

"Yes, of course."

......

The couples cleaning up the fallen leaves and give some offering to iguro's grave, they offered him a piece of strawberry cake, bitter tea and flowers. Offering him prayers as well. In front of the marker, kaburamaru silently sitting there, perhaps offering it's prayer too. Tanjiro smiled a bit. Kaburamaru is such an expressive animals.

"happy birthday Iguro san. We didn't prepared much, but i hope you like it. Kaburamaru seems a bit sad yesterday,perhaps because we almost forgetting your birthday. We are sorry, but it's never causing us any trouble. We were thankful for that. Kaburamaru is a nice fellow...."

They sit there for 20 minutes before preparing to leave the site. Upon walking away, kanao and tanjiro watching kaburamaru slowly picking up a flower, and putting it up in the marker. The couple let it sit there for a bit.

'Kaburamaru, don't be too sad, aren't we always meeting each other in your dream? Thank you, you are my best friends forever. Don't make other people worry for you, live your life to the fullest.

Kaburamaru, thank you for always being with me. Treat them nicely, you are good fellow. I'm waiting for you, but please take your time there okay. I love you'

A nice cold autumn breeze caressing their cheeks, kaburamaru see its old owner smiling at him.

'happy birthday iguro chan' the little white snake slowly crawling away from the grave, it's eyes lightened up a bit. Maybe it can meet Iguro tonight too and tell him how it's day going as always.

[sakiblack]

The moon and the sun ep2.

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Neteyam x reader

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Words writen like this are spoken in navi

Riti(moon)

It was the next morning,i just woke up from a 9 hours of sleep.I must say it was a good rest for my   body and mind.It wasent long before Loak came into the tent probably from his morning walk. He looked at me with happy eyes a lot more defferent then last night as he asked me if i wanna go out epxplore with him Kiri and Spider. I didnt have anything else in plan so i said yes

It didnt take us long before we were jumping on vines from where i could see the forest.

-Go monkey boy!

Said Kiri as she was happily jumping.

Tuk:Guys wait up!

Said Tuk trying to keep up with us.

Loak:COME ON YOU WE DONT HAVE THE WHOLE DAY.

 As we all made our way to the forest Loak was the first one followed by Spider Kiri me and Tuk.

Loak:Tuk  keep up

Tuk:Ok ok

Spider:Bro why did you bring her anyways?

Loak:She is such a cry baby,im telling ,i will tell mom if you dont let me come.Plus y/n wanted her to come as well so i could not do anything about it cus if i did Neteyam would probably kill me.

Kiri:Dont pick on her

She said as Tuk  showed her tongue to Loak.

Loak:Whatever.Lets just keep going.

 We were walking for some time until we came to a  destroyed helicopter gunship that was cowered by vines.

Loak:Come on guys.

Tuk:Are there any dead bodys up there?

Asked Tuk with curiosity in her voice

Loak:No i cant see  any

y/n:Hey where did Kiri go?

Loak:Im not sure

He replyed still loking at the helicopter gunship

Spider:I will go look for her

 A few minutes later we were walking as we were now looking for Kiri and Spider

Tuk:Kiri!

Loak:Kiri,Spider

Y/n:Hire you two are

I said as i saw Kiri and Spider sitting on  grass

Tuk:Kiri we have to get back

Tuk said as Kiri and Spider walked to us.We were making our way back home as Loak saw something on the ground. Footprints

Kiri:What is it?

I could hear annoyance in her voice

Loak:That is way to big for a human.

Said Loak as we were all now looking at the footprints

Spider:Avatars?

Loak:Maybe,but they for sure arent ours.

Replied Loak as him and Spider started to follow the footprints

Kiri:What are you doing?

Loak:SHHH im tracking

y/n:If you call that tracking my Ikran is a tree.

I said rolling my eyes as  we all started to follow Loak.We were walking for about 1 minute as we saw some avatars walking around

Kiri:We are never soposed to come hire.Dad is going to ground you

Loak:shh can you stop

Kiri:For life

She finished .

Loak:Bro you got to look at this,lets go

Loak told Spider as they started to go closer to the avatars

y/n:Loak get back hire

Loak:shh  its all ok

 I was left with Kiri and Tuk.Kiri was looking at the two as Tuk was now hugging me. I tryied my best to make feel better by hugging her back but i dont think it worked.Soon Loak and Spider came back as Loak told us he will call dad, to tell him about the avatars

Loak:Dad dad can you hear me?

Jake:Yes i can what is it?

Loak:I got my eyes on some guys they look like avatars but they arent ours,there is about 6 of them over.

Jake:Where are you?

Asked Jake worry in his voice

Loak:Um we are at the old shag

Jake:Who is we?

Loak:Me,Spider,Kiri,y/n… and Tuk

Jake:…Son you  listening to me very clearly. Retreat as fast as you can and dont make a sound.Got it?

Loak:Got it we are moving out

Loak told Jake as we started to go back

Kiri:I told you

Kiri:Your going to be in so much trouble.

Loak:Kiri stop.

Spider:Guys come on

Tuk:Its almost eclipse come on.

Just as she said that i could hear her scream.As i looked at her i could see one of the avatars grabbed her

y/n:TUK!

I yelled,as Spider and Loak pointed theyer bows at the avatars

:Put it down!Put it down or i will  shoot you!

Yelled one of the avatars as the others aimed the guns at us

Loak:Put it down Spider

Said Loak as spider looked at him and did as he said.Just as he did that the avatars ran to us and grabbed our arms

y/n:Be calm,calm

I said in a calm voice,looking at Tuk .Just then 2 more man came to us

:What have we hire?

Asked one of the 2 man as he looked at all of us and then at Loak

:Hey colonel check it out 5 fingers,we have a half-breed.

:Show me your fingers

Said the man /that i now assumed was the leader/ as he walked to Loak.Loak looked at him and showed him the middle finger.If it was another situation it would be funny to me but now i just hoped its not ganna make the man angry

:Heh youre his arent you?

Said the man as Loak hissed at him

:Youre his all right.

Said the man with a smile on his face as he grabbed Loaks braid

:Where is he?

Loak:Sorry i dont speak English…..to buttholes.

:Where is your father!?

Asked the man now anger in his voice as he pulled Loaks braid even tighter.That made Loak hiss even more

:Really? You wanna play it this way?

The man said as he pulled out a knife

Kiri:Stop!

y/n:Leave him alone!

I yealled at the mad with anger in my voice.As i said that the man pushed Loak to the ground as he walked to me

Spider:No!Stop!Hey HEY DONT TOUCH HER

Loak:Please dont hurt her!

Said Loak as the man looked at Spider

:What is your name kid?

Spider:Spider…..Socorro

:Miles?

Asked the man as he gived the man that was holding Spider a sign to let Spider go

Spider:Nobody calls me that

Quaritc:Well ill be damned.Well i figured they sented you back to Earth.

Spider:They cant put babys in cryo dipshit

Now i think i know what is happening,that is Spiders dad,but now he was in an avatar. The man was looking at Spider for a little longer then got up and signed to the man behinde Spider to grab him again.

Quaritc :Iron sky, blue one ,actual

He said as he started to talk to someone telling them he has some prisoners.Im guessing they are us

Kiri:Let us go

Said Kiri as they started to pull us back to the shag.As we came back the avatars pushed us down to the ground as they started to tie us.I was thrown to the ground next to loak

I could see the leader and another man watching something but i could not see what it was.We were there for some time,we could not talk but i still did my best to give Tuk reassuring looks.Soon it was dark and they all pulled us back up and we were now waiting for who ever the leader was talking to some time back.That is who THEY were waiting for,we were waiting for Jake and Neytiri.It started to rain as we were now standing in darknes,the only light were the flowers around us

:Blue one,stand by ready.We are 3 minutes out.

I could hear a womens voice come out of the thing on the leaders neck

Quaritc :Heads up,3 minutes.

I was trying to think about how to get us out,if the back up will come before Neytiri and Jake as i heard a sound.It sounded like an animal but i know it was not an animal.It wasNeytiri.Her call that only we know.And there it is again.As the sound was heared again me,Tuk,Kiri,Loak and Spider all looked around.Now we all knew whu it was.And again third time.I was standing still waiting for my time to bite the hand that was holding me.Just as i was thinking that the man holding Kiri and Spider was shot

Quaritc :CONTACT REAR!

He yelled as they started to shot in the direction the arrow was shot from

Neytiri:Loak!

That made Loak pulled one of smoke bombs from the avatar that was next to Loak.That made me and Tuk bite the hand from the avatar that was holding us

Tuk:Loak!

Yealled Tuk as she ran to him and i did the same

Loak:Tuk,y/n come on.Go,go,go!

He said as we all started to run.We were running for what seemed like forever. I wanted to turn back to see if Kiri and Spider made it out but i was to scared of seeing another avatar.

Loak:Go,go,go.Come on.Lets go

Said Loak to Tuk as he was running right next to her.When out of nowhere Jake and Nateyam jumped out.That scared me and made me scream but as soon as i saw it was them the fear went away

Tuk:Dad!

Jake:You hurt?

He asked her as he looked  up and down looking for any wounds

My eyes were full of tears and i only now noticed that.

Neteyam:Y/n are you okay?

I glanced at him as i finaly leted the tears fall down my face. I nooded my head as i hugged him.

Neteyam:Its okay.

Said Nateyam as he hugged me. We could see the helicopter as it took of flying.Just then mom and Kiri cam out of some bushes

Tuk:Mom!

Neytiri:Tuk

Neytiri said as Tuk jumped into her arms.

Jake:Its ok.We are all ok

Jake said reassuring all of us

Neytiri:Oh thank you great mother.Thank you.

She said as she smiled at me happy i was safe as well.

Loak:Where is Spider

Asked Loak.Kirri looked him with tears in her eyes

Kiri:They took him.They took him

Said kiri her voice sad and broken

y/n:Kiri.

I whispered as i walked to her and before i could say anything else she hugged me tightly.

Jake:Okay.Its okay baby girl.He is a tough kid.All right.Shhh shh

Jake said petting her head.

Jake:He is going to be okay.We are all ganna be okay.

 Loak:Hey hey dont cry.You know that he can kick their ass right?

Loak said trying his best to make Kiri smile as she leted me go.I was just looking at the ground as the rain was now heavyer then before.I felt a hand on my shoulder again but this time i did not do anything to make it go away.Then there was another hand on my other shoulder.And then the hands hugged me from behind and someone rested their head on my shoulder.

Neteyam:He is gonna be safe.Trust me…….You do trust me do you not?

I looked at his face and nodded.

To say the truth i wasent so sure but i wanted to belive it. Out of everyone i know he was the closest to a brother i had. I just hope they wont hurt him.

Jake:Okay we are going back.

Jake said as he looked at all of us.

Neytiri:I will take Tuk and Kiri.

Jake:Good. Loak your with Neteyam.

Neteyam:Sir.I would like to take y/n.

Neteyam said as he looked at me.

Jake:Neteyam…

Jake:Fine fine.Loak your ganna come with me.

Said Jake as he turned around and started to walk to the ikrans.

Jake:Lets go.

I looked up at Neteyam standing right infront of me.

 Neteyam: Riti.Lets go.

He said as he handed me his hand.I looked at the big hand for what felt like years till i finaly took it and started to walk with him.

He didnt say a word till we got to the ikrans.Noone really did.The only sounds that i could hear was Kiris soft cries, the ikrans and the night life.It was calming.Too much calming for tonight.

Jake got on his ikran as Loak climed on as well.Neytiri,Tuk and Kiri did the same as the only ones on the ground was me and Neteyam.He followed their moves as he too was soon on his ikran looking down at me handing me his hand to pull me up.I took his hand and took a seat in front of him.

He puted one hand around my waist as the other holded on to the saddle.Jake was the first one to take off followed by Neytiri and then us.

The way back home was just as silent as the walk before.Noone said anything.Not even Neteyam.Im guessing he didnt know what to tell me.I understand that.Only thing he did was that sometims he petted my waist as he was still holding on to me.My hands were placed on the saddle next to his own hand.

Soon we came back to the hide out.

Jake:Kids go to your grandmother .

Said Jake as we all landed and got off the ikrans.Neteyam helped my off as we all made our way to Mo'ats tent.

Mo'at:Children what happened? Where were you all?

Mo'at asked as we entered her tent.For some time noone answered until Neteyam broke the ice.He explained everything that happened as i walked to  a corner and took a seat on the ground.Kiri,Loak and Tuk did the same as Kiri started to look for wounds on Tuk and Loak was just looking at the air.

As Neteyam explained everything i noticed a small pot with blue liquid inside.The blue liquid Spider always used.It made me smile as i remembered he always said it made him feel more like a navi.

As i looked around to see me , Loak,Neteyam and Mo'at were the only ones in the tent.Kiri and Tuk must have left.

Neteyam:Come on we should go.

He said as we all got up and started to walk out of the tent.But not beffore saying good bye to Mo'at of course.

We walked to the tent they all lived in as we saw Kiri and Tuk listening to something.

Loak:Whats going on?

Asked Loak as we walked to Kiri and Tuk as Kiri shushed Loak.

I walked to Tuk and kneeled down next to her as Neteyam and Loak did the same.

Neytiri: This is our family.This is our home!

Jake: This is about our family.This is about our little ones.

I puted my face down on the ground to see through the small hole like Tuk.

Neytiri: I cannot,you cannot  ask this.I cannot leave my people.I will not.

Jake: He is hunting us.He is targeting our family.

Neytiri: You cannot ask this!The children.Everything they have ever known.The forest.This is our home!

Jake: He had our children.He had them under his knife!

I saw Neytiri grab her bow.She always told us stories about her father.How he gived her the bow to protect the people.

Neytiri: My father gave me this bow as he lay dying .And he said protect the people.You are Toruk Makto!

Yelled Neytiri as she was now crying

Jake: This will protect the people!Quaritch has Spider and that kid knows everything and he can lead them right in here.If the people harbor us they will die.Do you understand.Look i got nothing.I got no plan..But i can protect this family.That i can do.I know one thing.Wherever we go…This family is our fortress.

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And hire we all were. Crowded by the navi in our clan waiting to soon not be a part of this clan…and the forest.This is like someone puted stones in my heart.Jake is no longer tha clan leader.

Tarsem is wise for his years.At least thats what Jake said.

I was standing next to Neytiri as Tarsem was becoming the new leader.I could not help but feel tears in my eyes.

Toruk Makto will disappear and the people will be save….

[whimsyskittles]

hello ^^ i hope u are doing well today!! can i request a hobie x reader where they go on to an aquarium date, and the reader starts to ramble about the sea creatures theyre seeing ?? bonus if by the end they get matching keychains/gifts hdsjskfh thank you !! ;w;

i am!! i hope you're doing fantabulous as well 😚😚

oh my god i love this request okok

why is going on small trips with hobie so exciting??? woooo okay anon, let's do this!!

P.S i added a few small details like the fact that the reader wants to be a marine biologist which is why they're so excited!! 🤭 ALSO!! THERES ANOTHER BONUS!! towards the end, gwen, miles, and pavitr make an appearance!!! 😍

TW: major fluff teehee and a bit of teasing closer to the end

the title is an unintentional reference (iykyk) idk how i ended up with it lmao 😭

☆ his aquamarine hobie x gn!reader !!

"are we almost there yet??" you ask hobie for the hundredth time in the past five minutes

he chuckles and looks over at you as he's driving, "almost, love. about ten more minutes, yeah?"

you groan and look at your window "where are we going, anyways?" you look excitedly at him

"cant tell ya. it's a surprise, you'll love it though. turn on some music to keep ya occupied for a bit."

jokingly rolling your eyes, you smile and turn up the radio

ten minutes later

hobie pulls the car into the parking lot as you try to decipher the surroundings around you

"oh my god, hobie did you bring us to the aquarium??" you show off a wide grin and look over at him

"well, yeah, ya gonna be a marine biologist, arent ya? figured you must love sea animals and brought ya here. happy, love?"

you kiss his cheek and look back at your window

"only the happiest in the world! i cant believe you remembered!"

"why wouldn't i? you're the love of my life aren't ya?" he teasingly says, looking back over at you

you both get out of the car and head towards the aquarium's entrance

as you two walk, hobie grabs your hand to intertwine it with his own

"excited?" he asks as he looks at you

"well, obviouslyyy...!" you smile as you finally walk into the aquarium, admiring how it's decorated and looking at everybody as they gaze into the tanks

hobie chuckled at how mesmerized you looked "cmon then." he gently took your hand and you both walked over to where a certain species of fish were

you gasped and started to ramble about fun facts on the fish that you two were looking at

"these are angelfish! they can get as big as six inches and they will literally eat anything that they can fit in their mouth."

he laughed and smiled at your excitement "ya sure know your stuff, don't ya?"

as you continued telling hobie about all of the different fish and cool facts about them, you reached the stingray petting area.

"oh my god i've always wanted to pet one of these!! did you know that stingrays are considered to be apart of the same group as sharks??"

hobie gives you a quick kiss "no i didn't, thanks for telling me, love" he wanted to say so much more, but he thought it would seem a bit dramatic to praise you over your fish facts. he was thinking stuff like, "y/n is so cool..how do they know about all of this?? they look so adorable when they're excited!"

as you reach the stingray tank, you stick your hand in the water to pet a stingray

"feel how bumpy their skin is, isn't it awesome??" you were absolutely stoked and hobie was just admiring your utter excitement

he put his hand in and felt of the stingray just as you were

"i thought that they 'ad smooth skin." he states, smiling

"a lot of people do, but their skin is actually rough and the scales on it acts as teeth!"

hobie was genuinely surprised and nodded " 'at's pretty amazin', isn't it?"

he already knew the answer

you smiled and nodded as you took your hand out of the water and dried it off

he did the same and took your hand again

"looks like we've almost finished it up, we've got the sharks and then we can make our way to the gift shop, yeah?"

you agreed and walked with him, smiling as you also admired how cool the ocean themed decorations were in the aquarium (didn't expect that, did you⁉️😈)

as you and hobie finished up looking (and as you finished teaching him about them) at all of the different sharks, you stepped into the gift shop)

you looked at all of the plushies and gasped

"look at how adorable these are!" you exclaimed and beckoned for hobie to come over and look at the stuffed shark you had found in a bin

suddenly, a spinning rack catches your eye and you put the stuffed shark back, and hobie chuckles to himself and followed you over to the stand

you grabbed two matching earring pairs that were shaped as a fish (each pair sets had a different fish that matched with the other, almost looking like two had been switched. when is it my turn to be happy???? 😭)

you looked at him with puppy eyes

"can we pleeeaaasseee get these couple earrings??? look, they're shaped like little fishhhh, cmonnn!" you said this excitingly and looked up at him

"i cant say no to that, can i?" he smiled and you walked to the cash register and payed for the matching earrings and you both put them in, putting the earrings you both had previously had in inside of your pockets

[timeskip: a few days later (you and hobie had went to go eat with miles, gwen, and pavitr)]

you and hobie were sitting at a table with miles, gwen, and pavitr as you all talked and laughed

"sooo, what's up with the earrings?" gwen asked teasingly, smiling as miles and pavitr giggled a little

"oh, me and hobie got them at the aquarium a few days ago!" you grinned

"i thought hobie didn't li-" pavitr was cut off as hobie covered his mouth

"yeah, we did. it was lovely, who knew sea creatures were so interestin'?" hobie smiled as he continued to cover pavitrs mouth while you grinned happily

"oookay, lovebirds" gwen replied and started to talk to miles

you and hobie quickly kissed and began to chat some more with each other, while hobie still covered pavitrs mouth

(love how pav is third wheeling gwen n miles AND hobie n the reader 😍😍)

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!! thank you anon for this lovely request and i'm looking forward to answering more from you guys!

-whimsy ☆

[the-broken-pen]

I love your blog so so much, everything you write is amazing, idk if reqs are open, if they arent, im sorry and feel free to ignore, but could i request a second part of that prompt you wrote where the villain poisons their little sibling hero w/o knowing its them, i just loved that prompt and how you wrote it SO SO much, i think i must have read it about 20 times just these last few days, you can make the second part however you want, sad ending, happy ending, its up to you!!! thank you a lot

Part One (Thank you so much Anon!)

The villain hated hospitals. There was always the threat of exposure—the promise of a fixed wound never meant just stitches. Inevitably, it meant the police.

But really, the villain hated hospitals because they had almost watched their sibling die in one, three years old and a stomach full of cleaning products. They had sworn their sibling would never, ever get hurt again.

Now here they were. Watching the painful rise and fall of their sibling’s chest, oxygen mask hissing alongside the beeping of a heart monitor.

The villain scrubbed a hand over their face, covering their mouth.

Their sibling—the hero—was so small. So pale. And it was their fault.

The villain was going to vomit.

The heart monitor stuttered, and the villain snapped their eyes to the bed. The hero blinked back at them, clammy and bleary eyed.

The hero blinked at them once, before clumsily dragging their oxygen mask off their face.

“You need that,” the villain said gently. The hero eyed the mask with distaste, before dropping it beside them.

“Okay.” But they didn’t pick it up. Their eyes dragged around the room, not quite conscious yet—before landing back on the villain. “What happened?”

“You don’t remember?”

The hero’s brow wrinkled, then eased.

“I don’t feel bad?”

The villain laughed slightly. Their chest panged. “Yeah, that’s the morphine. They have you on the good stuff.”

The hero frowned.

Absently, one of their hands reached for their IV, and the villain caught it, settling it back by their side before they could rip it out.

“You’re an obstinate little thing, aren’t you,” but it was fond.

Their sibling grinned at them, and god, how had the villain not known? The hero had smiled at them, that exact smile, hundreds of times. Maybe thousands. And somehow, they hadn’t stopped to think it looked familiar. They hadn’t questioned that they had the same power.

They hadn’t bothered to wonder if the hero they were fighting was their younger sibling.

How many times had they hurt their sibling and not known?

“You love me anyways.”

The villain’s throat tightened.

“Yeah,” They choked a bit. “Yeah, I do.”

The hero frowned at them again.

“Are you okay?”

The villain cleared their throat. “Of course. It’s you who isn’t.”

The TV on the wall switched to a news segment, and they both watched with detachment as the reporter discussed the political climate surrounding powered people. The hero fidgeted slightly as they aired clips of the two of them fighting.

If their sibling didn’t remember anything about last night—

“The hero always loses,” the villain said slowly. They waited for the hero to look at them. “Why do you think that is?”

The hero bit their lip, anxiety creeping around the fog of pain medication.

“Because they’re weaker, I would think.”

The villain tipped their head a bit. “I don’t know about that. They always hold their own.”

Their sibling shrugged one shoulder, trying for casuality and failing. “Heroics and all that. Busy. Maybe the agency has orders…?” They trailed off, and oh, wasn’t that a terrible thought? Their sibling being ground into dust in the machine of the government.

“They never catch the villain, either,” the villain pressed. One of the hero’s hands squeezed into their blanket.

They stared at each other. The heart monitor beeped. Someone called for a code blue.

“You never catch me.” It was little more than a whisper, but the villain knew their sibling caught it. The hero went still, a deer in headlights.

It was almost like the villain could see them remembering the night before—the gala, the poison. Their big sibling, hurting them.

But they didn’t look at the villain with fear.

“No,” the hero said, and it was the firmest the villain had ever heard their sibling. “I don’t.”

Something began to burn in their gut.

“What were you thinking?” The villain hissed. The hero stared, stony eyed. Their lip quivered, just slightly.

“I was thinking that I love you too much to watch you die on the news.”

The villain jerked a hand through their hair, pacing to the other end of the room. The door snapped shut with a flick of shadow, the curtains following suit.

“You’re sixteen,” the villain snapped. The hero was fighting off tears, pressing their lips together like they were trying to hold in a sob. The villain had seen them do hundreds of times over the years.

“And you’re all I have left.”

The villain forgot how to breathe. Their sibling was trembling, just slightly.

“I’d never leave you,” the villain promised, voice cracking.

The dam broke, and a tear slipped down the hero’s cheek.

“But what if the only part of you left to stay is your ghost? I don’t—I can’t-“

And then their little sibling was sobbing. The villain tucked them into their arms between one second and the next, cradling them against their chest.

“It’s okay, I promise, it’s okay.”

“Don’t leave me.”

“I won’t,” the villain carded a hand through the hero’s hair. “I won’t.”

Their sibling was too young for this.

The villain was too young for this, too.

Being a villain paid the bills—but was it worth it?

The hero sobbed again, and the villain knew.

No.

It wasn’t worth it. How could anything ever be worth hurting their sibling?

It wasn’t worth their sibling almost dying, it wasn’t worth the heart ache, it wasn’t worth the pain.

But it was worth a month’s rent. It was worth school supplies and food on the table. It was worth a life.

Maybe not theirs—no, theirs was ruined already.

It was worth their sibling’s.

That was what mattered.

The nausea was back, deep in the villain’s stomach.

“Stop fighting me.”

The words stung on the way out, cutting the villain’s tongue. The hero jerked out of their arms as if scalded.

“What?” Their voice was rough with tears.

The villain swallowed, and it took everything in them to keep their face blank.

“Stop playing hero. You’re going to end up dead.”

If the villain couldn’t hear the heart monitor beeping, they would have thought their sibling’s heart had stalled in their chest.

“It won’t happen again,” they fisted their hands into the blanket.

“You’re right,” the villain agreed, and it hurt. “It won’t.”

The hero gaped at them.

“You don’t get to do this—“

“I do.”

“Stop it,” their sibling hissed. “Let me talk, I just want—“

“I want you alive.”

The hero went silent.

“And I want you happy, and warm, and well fed, because I love you, and it is my job.”

“Isn’t me being a hero to protect you the same thing? It’s love, not hatred or stupidity, can’t you see that?”

The villain could. They could see all of it. They could see their sibling, just a younger version of themself, desperate to keep their last loved one safe. They could see their sibling, helping the city because they cared too much with a too big heart.

They could see their sibling choking on poison, hunched over a toilet.

“I can’t let you keep fighting me.” The villain held the hero’s gaze. “I won’t, do you hear me?”

Their sibling was crying again, silently, chest heaving.

“I’ll fight you anyways,” but it was weak, and they both knew it.

The villain gave them a long look.

“You’re going to let the nurses help you. You’re going to get better. And then we’re going to go home, and you’re going to go to school, and I’m going to pay the bills, and put money on the table, and you’re going to pretend you don’t know how.”

The hero let out a shuddering breath, jerking their eyes away. Their jaw clenched.

“Do you hear me?”

“Fuck you.”

“Hero.”

“Yes,” they sobbed. “Yes, I hear you. Yes, I’ll watch you die and bleed out and I’ll do my math homework and pretend I don’t know why there’s blood stains in the bathroom.”

The villain wished they had been shot. It would have hurt less than this.

“Good.”

The hero shot them one last, desperate look. Like they had expected the last bit to mean something. Like they had hoped it would. Like they had needed it to.

Their sibling was just shy of hyperventilating when the villain tucked their oxygen mask back over their face. They brushed a piece of the hero’s sweat soaked hair out of their face, softening their eyes a fraction.

“I love you.”

The hero just blinked at them as the villain slid off the bed, tucking the blankets back around them.

The villain hesitated, just barely, at the door.

“Don’t—Don’t do this,” their sibling was crying again, voice wet with tears as they shook. Like the villain had grabbed something within them and broken it, something vital, and their sibling no longer knew how to be still. “Please don’t do this.”

Whatever they said next was a mangled sob.

“I love you,” the villain repeated forcefully, more weight on those three words than they had ever put on them. Maybe, when the hero was older and the villain didn’t need to commit crimes to keep them afloat, when there was no danger for their sibling, they would tell them they hadn’t wanted this either.

They would tell them they had wanted them to be a hero.

They would tell them they were sorry.

But for now, the villain said nothing. The door clicked shut behind them like an oath.

The villain managed to make it all the way down the hallway before they started sobbing too.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hii Cas,

I am in need of some advise. I am 13 years old and have questioned my sexuality for a long time, and am finally able to make peace with myself and accept that I am bisexual.

I am out to all my friends, my cousin, some other people, it really isnt a secret anymore. But i have not explicitly told my parents and I am now questioning if I will.

My parents have always been very supportive of the lgbtqia+ community until lately, they have been saying things that make me rather uncomfortable, like;

' to much people are bisexual, most of them must do it for attention and Arent really bisexual'

' you cant really be genderfluid, its just making yourself special'

' If someone would be non-binary, I would not learn his or hers pronounce'

' in the end all that matters is what is in your pants, ofcourse you are allowed to be trans but that doesnt mean you Arent the gender you were assigned at birth'

And many more mean comments about being gender fluid and non binary.

I think my parents know that im bi, but I really dont feel comfortable being a part of the lgbtqia+ community in my own home, because of their perspective.

Do you have any argument or something, because of I try to change their mind they always say something mean, and I really hate it.

Sorry for the rant, and btw, i realllyyyy love clandestine, it is my fav ficc❤️

Hey hon!

I'm so glad you're able to be out to so many people and have an accepting support system outside of your home. It sucks that your parents aren't supportive, but I'm happy you at least have that.

I do want to make sure it's SAFE to come out to your parents. As long as you feel like they won't react in a way that puts you in danger, then I'm totally down to help!

For their questions/comments, it might be good to ask them some questions back! Get them thinking. Here are some examples.

' to much people are bisexual, most of them must do it for attention and Arent really bisexual'

"What kind of attention are they getting? Why does that matter? Does supporting their identity hurt you in any way?"

' you cant really be genderfluid, its just making yourself special'

"Why does being genderfluid make you special? Does it bother you that people are genderfluid? Does supporting genderfluid people hurt you in any way?"

' If someone would be non-binary, I would not learn his or hers pronounce'

"Would it bother you if I used the wrong pronouns for you? Is it difficult to learn new words? Did you know that people who are routinely misgendered are more likely to develop mental health issues? Does supporting nonbinary people hurt you in any way?"

' in the end all that matters is what is in your pants, ofcourse you are allowed to be trans but that doesnt mean you Arent the gender you were assigned at birth'

"Why do you care what people have in their pants? Can you always tell what someone has in their pants? Does supporting trans people hurt you in any way?"

I think sometimes asking these questions helps people think about their bigoted views. Their responses will also give you an idea on if they're just ignorant or truly unsafe, you know?

Keep me updated! Naming you glasses anon!

[royalwriteroftheuniverse]

Returning the Stones

1-the goodbye

Just incase 18+ theres fludd angst mentions of kissing implied intimate tons of sweet kissing and tears. Comments likes ans reblogging apprexitaed. No permission to repost anywhere else or to translate or to use in any ai story generator to finish it

I stood there as steve got his last good wishes from his team mates. I stood back watching tears in my eyes. I knew he only had a certain amount and im thinking back to the cinversariin we had after it was decided hed be the onky to return them

"Why do I feel like theres a but comming"

"There is" he took my hands, "sweeetheart even tho hank pym is back theres still that adjustment period everyone is going through and he csnt make more pym particles right now"

"Cant you wait? Time will always be there for you to return it?"

He took my palm, like he does when he's  nervous and subconsciouslybdraws the same patterns he always does when he looked down.

"Yes and no. You see the way that Strange explained it is that time will continue on  and yes and while we can wait the stones not being there is affecting us here and now as in the past they arent there.  I could wait but if simething happens," he swollows hard, "something to you. I cant lose you."

"Steve nothing is going to ha-"

"You dont know that!" Hw yells and i jumo back almsot in tears.

"Im sorry, I'm sorry I didnt mean to "

"Strange said something didnt he?"

Steve looked uo with tears in his eyes and nodded. 

"It doesn't mean it will but i can't bear the thought"

"And I can't live without"

"Neither can I, if Tony was here..."

"I know" I sob a bit  as he pulls me intk his chest and cries too "if tony easnt gone id kill him all iver again."

This garners a chuckle from Steve.

"She's your last stop isnt she?"

I looked up i could only see the side if his cheek really but it was like i could see him go pale.

Not for the reasons yoy think. When insaw in the care facility, i mean yiu saw her every time she didnt remeber me and she eas so ha-

"I know happy and thrilled and saying shes worry you didnt get to live a full happy life."

It hurt me too it was so sad seeing her, I mean seing anyone like that would be saddening. 

"I just want to tell her im ok and that I survived so she doesnt have those regrets and that...."

I pulled back a little and I whipesmone side of tears from my face and he whipped the other putting his hand on my chin and guiding it making sure I can't move away as he knows how scared and fearful i must me and he looked in my eyes .

"That l, I found the love of my life and I am so happy."

I let out a small chuckle with some tears.

"You know that right? That i love you. I love ypu more than anything. And ill always come back to you. Like a bad oenny you cant losemor that cat that never stopped following yoy home,"

On cue Midnight jumoed into our laps with a meow and using her head to burrow under steves tee for warmth like she always did garnering a laugh from both of us. I pulled away a but as steve took iut of hisnshirt and talked to her 

"Youll take care off mommy right?" 

"Take care of me why woukd she need to-" I statted bawling

"Oh honey no no no i didnt mean it oh no " he put Mid night down and grabbed me chuck and tight, so tiggt i almost coukdnt breathe. "Wrong words blvery wrong words. I meant if something haooened. Lets face it i don't have greay track records when it comes to saving the world. The first time i dissapeared for decades and I don't want that to happen my last time but im afraid of tha-"

"Last time?"

"Yea," he rubbed my arms comfortly "my last time, the world doesn need me not as much as you do. And i want to give thst life yoy want because i want it too. I see the longing in your eyes when yoy see a young couoke and a baby and i have the same in mine that wishing hoping dreaming. During these five years people havent needed me and ive been wnlanting to give it uo for a while now justtrying to figure out the best way to do it and yiu know ive been slowly limiting my cap duties."

I know,

I know yiu do. So after this i want to give you that. That family a real family a couoke of mini us's." He interlocked our fingers wispering "I hope to God they look like you".

I chuckled. "Once I return the stones uts you and me babe every day forever no interruptions. Ill be in that bed every day yoy wake uo and every night you go to sleep. Ill hold yiu hair back wvery morning sickness and yoy can try and break a finger or two or try to lift molojiner when youre giving birth."

That made me laugh

"Ill hadle the night and change every littke poopy diaper and we'll hold them together wheh they get thier shots and bad dreams. Ill help you kiss thier boo boos and scare away boyfriends"

Got thiee whole lives planned out hu?

Yiu betcha dolls and when they get marriednand have little ones of thier own ill hug them and then beat uo their husbands for doing thst my little girls "

I cracked up.

"Hey I will unless its done by oamossis no one is touching my daughters."

"You are too much"

He kisses my fore head and puts hair behind my ears,

"Yea well. Only the best for my family and if best means that i have to beat up thier husbands to out then in thier place so be it"

He rubbed my wedding band and engagement ring as we calmed down for a moment of silence. 

You know I would never give you either of these if my heart bekonged to someone else, in another time or place. This wasnt because i was never, " he losed his eyes and sighhned then ooened them stuck here. I was here to find you. I felt more for you then I did her even at first look - i almost proposed."

I know  i rememeber yoy did not try and cover well for that *i laughed*

"I tried"

"Yea so badly' I laughed and  ran my fingers through his hair.

"I grew it out for you, ya know"

"I know. I cant wait to see how blonde it was from when it was in the early days of the avengers"

He chuckled. 

"I love you," he wispered and kissed the bridge of my noise 

"I love you," he wispered  and and kissed my upper cheek.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my lower cheek

"I love you," he wispered ad kissed the other cheek 

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my other cheek bone.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my fore head.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed fhe right side of my upper neck.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my lips.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed the left side of my upper neck.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed the middle of my neck.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my lips so very deep that i almost lost my brrath. And that was how that night went. Him showing his love he knew he didnt have to prove it but he did he heled me and kissed me anddid everything he wanted to so to make sure he felt like he knew i knew he loved me and more. That was how last night went too. The last night before this trip. A trio that i knew would be mear seconds for me for for him it could be years. 

Then he walked over to me, he had tears in his eyes. Hia other team mates offered to come to help only ateve, i bruce and hank pim knew that wasnt possible. 6 vials. He had 6 and that was all. I was praying of somethin did go grong that last jump hed be able to grab more particles and get back to me. I also knew about the contingency they set up the older face the extra shield, just in case. So many just in cases. It meant to be steves way of dissapearing so we could live aort of loke clint and tony away from the spotlight and danger. 

He hugged me again, wispering in my eqr Ill be back in seconds my love and i love you so much," i felt a tear fall from his face onto mine

"Itll be only minutes babe, 60 minutes the most and youll be back in my arms." I gave him reassurance

"I  hope it works out like that nur every monute ill be thinking about getting back to you,"

He hugged me tightly. "I love you. And those seconds that pass here i told bucky to not let go of your hand,"

I chuckled.

"I know you. You need a hand and he wont let go. But if you two kiss i will kill him"

I laughed what?

"I just wanted to see that smile before i go"

Get your ass back here and ill give yku something to smile about tonight.

Oh is that a threat 

"Oh no that promise," I smiled wrapping my arms around his neck and we looked into eachothers eyes and then he kissed me. 

"This ring isnt leaving this chain and this chain isnt leaving my body"

"I know" 

He took my hand as he walked up to the platform and I followed. He took his stance snd gave me one of the deepest longest kisses hes ever given me. 

"I love you dont forget im waiting right here no matter what you do to retrurn those im here loving you forever. "

"I know I promise ill come back no matrer what i love you too much." 

Steve gave me one last kiss on my lips and then a kiss behind me ear making me giggle 

"I needed to see and hear that one last time."

I felt bucky take my hand and lead me down the strairs steves and my eyes never leaving eachother's. He looked at me as he put the helmet on  and I squeezed Bucky's hand as Steve lifted his hand to presse rhe vutton and bucky squeezed mine as Steve dissapeared.

After 45 seconds my hand let go of Bucky's  but Bucky bevee ler go of mine.

(Varient timeline endings comming)

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[definitelynotshouting]

I’ve been trying to grasp why I’ve been so in love with hunger au, and it wasn’t until looking up the lyrics to ‘ibuprofen’ to try and spoil the next chapter for myself (I am very good at making things up) that I figured out why.

Your World building is beautiful and I’m a massive sci-fi fan I thought that was why I was originally so invested, but I realized that the entire story (as of rn) can be read as a metaphor for a type of personality disorder?

This isn’t me saying that the story MUST be a metaphor, or even that you intentionally wrote it like that, but goddamn it does click some button in me like oh!!

Sometimes w personality disorders it feels like all you can do is hurt people. You’re carefully restricting your actions and expressions so you dont ever get too comfortable and hurt someone, but you inevitably fail and all you can do is feel bad because you were able to be yourself and meet some kind of internal satisfaction but the result is other people being hurt and you still aren’t happy cause that’s inherently a bad thing.

And then the logical conclusion is that you should never speak or hang out with people (or like. Live.) ever again because it’s not right to be hurting other people with your mere existence.

Idk if anyone else has mentioned this before but yeah that’s this for me lol. But!! Help exists!!! and Grian will get help too with his watcher tendencies after he realizes that his existence isn’t inherently detrimental and that there are solutions for his problems if he uses his big boy words and asks.

And no one will forgive him for what’s happened overnight, and those who forgive him will still have been hurt, and some of his relationships will be permanently altered because of the way he’s hurt them. But it’s not the end for him and it’s not the end for anyone else!!

Sorry this is so long! Idk if I should tag anything sensitive in case you decide to respond so Ima leave that to you— I’m a tumblr lurker I’ve been here for years but never commented on anything lol. Ty for the story, keep living laughing and loving (It’s what Grian would want apparently) and have a good one!

placing some obligatory tws here for those with post filtering: tw for discussions of mental health, personality disorders, and minor suicidal ideation (in the ask)

alright with that out of the way this is actually really validating for me to hear bc a lot of what you're seeing in this has been inserted very deliberately. While its not intended to fully be a metaphor for having a personality disorder, a lot of what's been depicted does draw on that, so im really glad this resonates with you!!

At its heart and core, hunger au is about the raw process of recovery, and how grueling but ultimately rewarding it is to commit to getting better. Showing this process through the fic is, i suppose, my way of holding the hand of everyone who is struggling with their own recovery and saying "i see you. i understand. you arent alone."

I cant overstate how humbled i am by everyone who has taken the time to tell me how theyve seen themselves in hunger au. And the fic is just getting started!!! The fact that people are resonating this hard with it at only 5 chapters in just blows me away. Its everything ive wanted for this fic. Thank you for taking the time to tell me this, because im truly so grateful that i am making an impact with it, no matter how small or personal.

[thatcheeseycandle]

//I WAS ABOUT TO EAT DINNER- BUT I REBLOGGED THE DAMN CHAPTER LMAO

TIME FLIES SO FAST AND YET IT FEELS LIKE CHAPTER 38 CAME OUT YESTERDAY, AND I AN NOT COMPLAINING!

AAND FUCK GIVE ME A MOMENT TO SPARE-

AANDDDDD YOURS TRULY IS BACK

“A Parasite takes it’s host after decades of waiting.” PARDON? Well shit BLUE OETER IS FUCKED, INCLUDING THE TAGS ON THE TUMBLR POST

BLANK?? WHATA WHAT WHAT IM SORRY?????? YEAH NO SHIT OF COURSE ITS A MONSTER.

“His face plate began to cave and buckle, the right side suddenly buckling as a monstrous black cloud burst forth like a swarm of bees.” WHAATAATKAHAH

NONOOOOOO

MAYGLOWER RUNTHE FUCK AWAY DOMT NO DONT HURTHER NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

NLUEPERTER SNAAP OUT PELAAASJ

Ay AY WHO THE FUCKS THIS???? WHO US THIS??????

Insert me just laughing my arse off, cause with how the tension was building up I NEVER EXPECTED THOMAS THE DAMN TANK ENGINEGAGAKAHHA

pAUAE PAYSE. PAUSE MUNA CAUSE I CANT HANDLE THIS SORRY

THOMAS YOU CHEEKY FUCK BEHAALAOSSHAO THIS WAS SO RANDOM IMSORRY

Just got back up from grabbing soemthing downstairs, oH GOD THIS IS GONNA BE AN EMOTIONAL ROLLERCOASTER IM CALLING IT

Woah WOAH THEFUCK AY AY WAS GOING what's going on what's going on no no no no this is not happening wait wait

MALLARD?????????? WHAT

“This one, this one welcomes us and we feast upon decades and decades of anguish, pain and torment. He shall be better with us… He will be our toy.” PARDON ME?????

Either Black smoke struck him and he managed to push it back for so long but since all those emotions started fading this is why the black smoke is takjng over OR Blue Peter sold himself to the damn Devil. I DONTKNOW

Insert me yelling “DO SOMETHING” at the screen cause SHIT THOMAS WHY ARENT YOU TRYNA DO ANYTHING????? THE BLACK SMOKE IS RIGHT THERE. RIGHT THERE.

“We are the shadow to your light and we will not be denied!” I FUCKIN CAAAALLEDD ITTTTT YESSS

“I may be little, but little engines can do big things!” HE SAAAIDD ITT YEAAAHHHHH GO THOMAS GOOOO FUCK EHM UP YEAAAHHHHH

I FELLOFFMY BED. HOLYGOD. SCOT WHATTHEFUCK ARE YOUDOIGN THERE???????

“But to Scotsman, he was always just an arrogant fool with delusions of grandeur.” You wont be saying that WHEN YOU SEE WHAT THEFUCK HES BEEN UP TO YOULITTL

I’ll give him credit for shitting on North a bit, cause, well, Norths not been the greatest as we all know LMAO

“North had died and taken so much knowledge with him. It irritated Scotsman” ME TOO. ME FUCKIN TOO. YOU ARENT ALONE ON THIS SCOT

hHEHJWAIHAHA ABASHED TEENAGER IS THE RIGHT DESCRIPTION NGL

Okay GADWALL SMOOTHEN YOURSELF OUT A BIT

And fuck LMAOO

Woah. WOAHWOAH

ICUOKEDICHOKED ONMYSELF SEC

SO THERE IS INDEED MESSENGERS FOR PROTEUS. That actually MAKES SENSE, HES A GOD OF COURSE HE WOULD HAVE MORTAL MESSENGERS

Oh. Merlin, right, RIP to him btw.

Gadwall what the FUCK are you implying, cause if its what I theorize it to be Im opening a new doc

Ah. So those who accept death, follow into the realm of Proteus and stay there for eternity once they’ve accepted their fate. And those who havent are silver souls or/and souls who can be revived, that makes sense. It actually makes a lot of sense AY WAIR-

Sigh, well I mean at least Mallard is given that chance (I am praying he uses it right as well cause hes been through too much SHIT)

No NONONONOO LOOK MORE FURTHER- SHE IS INDEED IN THERE DONT STOP BELIEVING

HOLD ON TO THAT FEEEELINNGG

WHATOWHAAOWHAPHS

IFELL

OKAY

WHAT??????

LMAOOAHAHAAKHXTHROW HANDS???

What theufcj. WHATAHATAJAOAJAIAOA JACQUELINE?????

WAIT. SO NORTH’S COTTAGE ISNT HERE. WAIY FUCK WIAT-

DID NORTH MIX UP THE COTTAGES SO THAT HIS IDENTITY WOULDNT BE REVEALED OR SOMETHING?? OR REVEAL MERRY’S IDENTITY???

Wait. WAIT SO- QUICKSILVER. WAIT WAIT I JUST REALIZED. AHFUCK OF COURSE IT WAS THAT

WHAT???? SHES GONNA SAY IT RIGHT NOW AND THERE??????

WJAAATHAJ

SHEFUCKINISSSSSSS YEEEEEAAAAASSSSSSSS

MWYAJAOAHAAHAHAJAJHD UEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSS

BEINGEXCITED AND HAPPY IS SO TIRING LMAOO BUT FUCKYEAAHAHHHH UESSSS YESSSS

WE MUST CELEBRATE THIS CAUSE IT WAS ABOUT DAMN TIME AWKDHAKA YESSSSS

CRY ALL THE TEARS, THERE IS HAPPINESS IN THE WORLD FOR NOW, IN THIS MOMENT

IMGONNA FUCKIN TEAR UP JUST CRY ALL THE TEARS THAT WERE HELD BACK

TONIGHT WILL BE A GLORIOUS NIGHT

IMSMILLING SO WIDELY RN ICANT HSHALAHDKDH

SPOTIFY IS NOT HELPING ME EMOTIONALLY

GreyGREYY AYYYYYY GREY AND GOLD LETS GOOOO

AAnndd right THE GOLD DUST THING.. WELL FUCK

“Well- a little bit of trouble she’s a heavy girl- but that’s not the point-”  LMAOO GREYSHSJALAH

AT LEAST YOU DID ITTTT YOU FUCKIN CONQUERED THAT INCLINE!

OHGOLD NO OF COURSE THERES STILL USE DONTSAYTHAT

AEDJDDHSJ ME HEARTS MELTING GIVE ME A MOMENT

BAHAKAUAGSSHDAH

IVE LOST MY VOCAL CORDS AT THIS POINT, TODAY IS A GRAND NIGHT I SAY, A GRAND NIGHT IT WILL TRULY BE FOR ME

PURWLAHAIDHD

PURPLE

THIS SI THE MOMENT

WAJDHDSKD

YEESSSS THEYVE MET

LOUD EXTROVERTED ENGINES WITH THEIR INTROVERTED TAKEALONGS LETS GOOOO

AWWESHSH

AYYYYY ROOSTERS HERE LETS GOOOOO

BWHAJAJAH LMAOOO YET AGAIN, NOT SCOTTISH HWKAKAGSSK

Sparks of JDGAKAUS RIGHT HES HALF HUMAN AND HALF CONSTRUCT OHMFYAP THEYRE HALF HUMAN AND HALF CONSTRUCTS

A FAMILY OF HYBRIDS

Wait left? TRURO YOUFKCING KNEW?? Okay wait yeah OF COURSE HE WOULD KNOW THAT

Wait wAIT WAIT GREY??? Okay so the phrase “your the reason for me greying” is true in this context, stress could be the reason.

Or is it Lady or/and Proteus seeing North’s fate come hence why his construct was unpaused from it’s immortality and was left to properly age a bit before dying?

No. ROOSTER FUCKING TELL HIM PELASE

FINAAALLYYYYYYY FINALLY YOU LOT REALIZE IT FUCKING FINALLYYYY

WHAT THE FUCK IS THE LEY LINES???? WHAT.

Wait. The heart condition was made from blacksmoke, it was cold iron sleep, but North made a wish to Lady TO KEEP OLIVIA ALIVE RATHER THAN KEEPING HIMSELF ALIVE. HOOOOOOLYGOSH.

MALLARD???????? AMLALR DHWTA THE FUCK DOYOUMEAN

MALLARD YOU JUST GOT GOOD WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING THIS TO YOURAELF GOD PLEAAASSEE.

No. NO. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO9OOOOOOOOOOOOO

RHOMAAYOUFUCKITHOUGHTYOUWOILDSAVEHIM

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[aemiron-main]

hey dude why dont u just stop shitting on bi mike truthers and in return bi mike truthers will stop shitting on gay mike truthers and we can all just be fucking happy w out u starting shit

i get ur pissed but making posts abt is just making it worse arent u an adult how cant u see that

ppl like u r the reason the byler fandom is like ... weird now

hey anon how about it’s my damn blog and I’ll do whatever the hell i want. Go back to twitter if you want to whine about what other people post and try to monitor their posts.

I am an adult. I’m also having fun posting my opinion on my blog. I don’t care if it’s making things “worse” if making posts about analysis & criticizing analysis techniques is making things worse then i guess im here to fuck shit up 🫡🫡🫡🫡

bro people like me are the reason the byler fandom is less weird now. people like me are the reason we can have discussions about mike & eating disorders/other content that’s In The Show that byler tumblr previously deemed Morally Reprehensible And Must Be Swept Under The Rug. If people like james and stav and i just shied away from discourse, byler tumblr would still be having a fit over the word “hose” even being whispered.

Anyway! Nobody has to follow me, i don’t care at all about any notions of “keeping the peace on byler tumblr” because i am one guy with a blog who is doing whatever the hell he wants on said blog. Take your entitlement elsewhere, nobody’s obligated to cease their own posting because you think it makes byler tumblr “weird”. I’m here to make things weird! Block me if you don’t like it!

[ridiasfangirlings]

For Fushimi's birthday, the S4 alphabet squad take Horma's Yatagarasu and present him to Fushimi as a gift. The idea was supposed to be something along the lines of "here's your mortal enemy, do whatever you want with him" ...they aren't exactly expecting Fushimi's reaction to be getting a nosebleed at seeing Yata tied up in ribbons (maybe set in a time that the s4 think theyre still enemies but they actually arent anymore?)

I’m pretty sure I saw a couple of comics about this in the fandom early days XD Maybe Fushimi’s been particularly grumpy the last few days and no one can figure out why. They’re not entirely sure about what Fushimi’s current relationship with Yata is either, imagine this as post-ROK and the two of them swing wildly from being best friends again to arguing and not wanting to speak to each other. As it happens Fushimi is not very happy with Yata at this moment and he’s complaining under his breath about ‘stupid Misaki.’ When the alphabet squad hold their emergency Fushimi’s Birthday is Coming Up meeting (because they have one of those) Akiyama mentions hearing it when he was bringing Fushimi coffee. They all assume Yata must have done something really horrible, Doumyouji idly says ‘what if we just tie Homra’s Yatagarasu up and give him to Fushimi-san?’, shrugging like it’s the simplest explanation in the world. The squad laugh it off like we couldn’t do that…or could we.

So then Fushimi’s birthday arrives and as usual this makes his mood even worse because he hates his birthday. Even so the squad decide to surprise him, imagine Hidaka wants to blindfold him and Fushimi just glares until Hidaka backs away all weakly ‘f-follow me.’ They lead Fushimi into a room where Gotou and Doumyouji dump open this huge box, and out falls a very cross Yata completely wrapped up in ribbons. Fushimi goes completely silent as Doumyouji says this is a good present right and Hidaka’s all so…have at him, Fushimi-san. Fushimi tells them all to get out, Akiyama suddenly notices Fushimi’s nosebleed and Fushimi again snaps at everyone to leave. They hurry out and Hidaka actually feels a little bad for Yata, what if Fushimi really attacks him, and is stopped from going back by Akiyama who sagely says that no, he understands this, things will be fine. (Meanwhile back in the room Fushimi is having a good laugh and taunting Yata, who is still gagged by a ribbon, like see what happens when you made me eat vegetables on our date yesterday Misaki, you get tied up and punished.)

[little-nugget-writes-stufff]

Sagau lovers, food is here.

Kaeya x reader

Warnings: yandere kaeya?

Deff angst haha

3..2..1...Welcome home

Yep your parents were acting like wild teenagers again (not going into details haha) this year you werent putting up with their bs so you just blast your music and start up Genshin on your phone.

It appears you had lost count of the time because when you looked up at the clock it said 11 pm. Oh shit- you thought. You quickly switched the tv channel to the one were it views the timer and got back to the game. What you failed to notice was that the active character, kaeya was smiling Nononono grinning is a better way to put it

Kaeya's pov

'Hmm albedo told me to try and keep them busy untill 12. Well that shouldnt be so hard' he thought. To him it was so amusing how quickly he got you distracted by "new mail" wich said the following

Why it has been an amazing year has it not traveler? Unfortunately i got drowned in the paperwork and cant really celebrate it.. hehe but if you wouldnt want that, i suppose you could try and help me out a bit? Ofcourse if you Arent interested then thats fine because the Honary knight must have more important stuff to do. Anyways i must wish you an amazing new year

-kaeya

Oh? How strange? Well what do we have to lose huh? You thought. So you put in the effort to finish the mission and got 40 Primos. Hah nice :D but maybe i should close the game. He heard you say. Oh no dear that couldnt be happening right? But wait. Usually you took his idle chats to heart (as a joke ofcourse but it kept you entertained) oh i didn't know you were such a slacker? ExCuSe Me? Oh how he loved your voice. And soon he could hear it right next to him.

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Oh look at the time kaeya you laughed. Your parents had already left the room. Well it seems we are spending it together i guess You said with a smile. Oh how true that actually was.

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And suddenly your vision went blank.

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Oh look! their starting to wake up, how wonderfull

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Dont startle them kaeya

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Who tf was kaeya?. Your brain failed to connect the dots once again. But you didn't know a kaeya? Or did you??

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When you opened your eyes you saw a pair of yellow eyes and one blue eye. Ah welcome Home Y/n! Before you realised what was going on you were suddenly in his arms. Kaeya?.. What is going on?... Oh how delightful! You said his name!

Yes darling?

Where am i?

Your home.

Home?

Home..

Ur new golden cage.

HAAH HAPPY NEW YEARS PEOPE :D

I hope next year is gonna be amazing for all of you

And if people forgot to tell you

your amazing and im so so proud of you

<3