#ya i am that bitch and yes i have said that about personal friends

[southsuns]

unpopular opinion (as a homeschooler, who had visitation for years, who was physically neglected and emotionally abused in one home, notably NOT the one where i was being taught…) but if you’re homeschooling and you cannot teach your child basic skills and knowledge like reading, writing, math, science, geography, history, if your child cannot tell you who the leader of your country is or where they live at 10-12 onward (And yes, I have and continue to see this among homeschooled people i know) You are neglecting your child. and i KNOW you, as the parent may well be trying your best, and you may not have a lot of options and it’s hard. you may be taking them to all the co-ops you can. but all of that trying doesn’t make up for the myriad of ways the kid is behind. yes i know learning disabilities exist this isnt about that. this is about the perfectly abled 11 year old i know who struggles to write 3 full sentences every day on paper, who finds that the most miserable part of his schooling, this is about the 8 year old who can barely read basic phonics books. who actually cries trying to read complex phonics books (as in, more complex than “mat sat. sam sat. sam and mat sat.”) and these kids are stunted in ways they may not be ABLE to recover from. studies in the limited forms they exist suggest the height of our language acquisition is until 12 or so, and after that point, it is incredibly difficult or impossible to grasp language. and this will affect them in EVERY aspect of their life FOR THEIR WHOLE LIFE. and we act like it’s just an unfortunate reality of american education. i feel fucking bad for these kids. i lucked out and i loved reading and my mum taught me well and we found ways to push through subjects i didn’t like because she knew it was important, or to make them fun by using different books (science via textbook vs “let’s learn about basic physics and science by making a tiny catapult!”) like holy shit. holy shit

[nkirukaj]

The Radio Demon & the Billboard Doe (3)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem! OC

Warnings: Swearing, I think

Genre: Angst/Humor

Word Count: 4.9K

3. Hmmm...

Two months. Two months was all it took for Voe to get comfortable in Hell. Her lives started taking off, and she was gaining followers every single day. 

“I like the Hotel, ‘cuz people are really nice to me. Especially Charlie, she’s mad nice. Yeah, I made some friends. I’m friends with Angel Dust now! Yes that Angel Dust, the celebrity! Also, Sinstagram where is my verification?! I believe I fit the requirements! Hmm? Am I just an influencer? I mean I guess so, what else could I even do?”

Maybe get a job you lazy bitch

“Maybe take your own advice you cunt. If you had a job you wouldn’t be here bitching on my live. Besides,” Voe laughs “I’m making more money reading you for filth, than you would at any 9 to 5” She gets a kicker out of that.

ever thought about getting sponsored?

“Yeah, I’ve thought about being sponsored, but like, brands would have to have to reach out to me, ya’ know?”

yooo the vees do this hiring event thing once every like 4 years or whatever you should do that

“Who are the Vees?”  

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😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱!!!!!!!!

🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

like the most popular and powerful overlords in pentagram city!!!111!!!!!

“What’s an overlord?”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

you should review velvettes clothes. shes the best

“Mmkay girlfriend. Oop gotta go guys. It’s time for Charlie’s mandatory bonding time for all residents. Hazbin Hotel everyone!”

____________________________________________

“Hello everyone,” Charlie looked a bit nervous introducing this time, “I’d like to introduce you all to a very special guest” Alastor waltzed in and sat adjacent to Charlie “My dad!”

“Greetings everyone!” Lucifer emerges from behind a large plant, and Alastor squints in annoyance. The King of Hell goes and stands next to his daughter. Voe was taken aback by the beauty of this man, all in fun-sized packaging. He was taller than her, but small is small.

“Like, I said, this is my dad. And he’s going to be around more often to help us take care of the Hotel!”

“I would do anything, to make my little one’s dream come true. So I’m joining the crew!” he laughs dryly with his arm around Charlie’s shoulders, and she laughs awkwardly with him

Voe speaks up “Can I just say, that the things I heard about you are true? You truly are the most beautiful angel.”

“Why thank you,” Lucifer looks smug and takes notice of her. Voe takes notice of Charlie’s apprehension under her father’s arm and the lack of enthusiasm when introducing him. His over-the-top manner of behaving and his insistence upon entering his daughter’s personal space were a dead giveaway to a shaky father-daughter relationship. On its way to healing, but not quite there yet.

“My dad has an idea of a way to better advertise the hotel, so take it away Dad” She claps for him, and quiet claps follow suit.

“Okay, so I know that my brilliant daughter already thought of this.” He winks at Charlie “But I was thinking that we could do another commercial, but instead of going through 666 News, we go through the people that control the media! The Vees!” people are now whispering to one another at the mention of the Vees “And besides, who would say no to me?” he puffs out his chest

There they were being mentioned again. The Vees.

Voe raises her hand to gain the attention of the crowd “Who are the Vees?” many demons are shocked at her lack of knowledge of the subject, but it was Angel Dust who spoke up.

“Assholes,” was all that he gave, staring daggers into his phone.

“Who here isn’t?” She responded

“The Vees are nothing but talentless, tasteless, and classless crybabies who dare to call themselves entertainers. They are no better than dirt at the bottom of my very well-made dress shoes. Once again, your ideas have fallen flat, Your Majesty.” Alastor spoke, shooting a glare through his tight grin. Voe looked back and forth between the men, instantly picking up on their tension, and formulated a plan off the top of her head.

“Thank you for the explanation. However, I do agree that going to the headliners of the media in Hell would be the best way to get our message seen. To expand Charlie’s vision. Also, I honestly appreciate the ability of a primordial angel to be able to keep up with modern times”

“And compromise ourselves? Out of the question. I suggest we do things the old-fashioned way, like how we’ve been doing them. Besides, as the King himself said, we’ve done the idea of a commercial before, and look how it turned out.”

“Well, it’s clear that Charlie is unhappy with the results of the ‘old-fashioned way’, seeing as how she’s currently in the market for ideas at this very moment, so what is necessary is to change something. Do something different. And yes while you may have done a commercial before, you’ve never done it like this. This is worth a shot. And we do not have to mingle with these demons personally, only professionally.” She gestures toward Lucifer “Plus, we have the literal King and Princess of Hell with us. What could go wrong?”

Charlie steps in “Hey guys, I don’t want this to become an argument.”

“I don’t see why this needs to be an argument at all. Your father has the superior idea, and that’s the one that we should do.” Voe is light and airy, using her ‘people pleaser’ voice

“Well, I don’t think it would be fair for him to just show up and start telling us what to do when he hasn’t been here this whole time. Right Char-“ Alastor’s tone is stern

“And that’s why we should do his idea. I mean, look at him, Charlie” she gestures toward the King of Hell “He’s so sorry for not being there for you, and he’s trying to make it up. This is how he can make it up, this is how you can show that you forgive him. You do forgive him, don’t you Charlie?”

“Well yeah! I-“

“He knows nothing about the hotel and how we run things here, do you trust him to get involved without guidance?” Alastor’s voice becomes more forceful

“He will have your impeccable guidance, Charlie. He wants to work with you and be involved with your life. You want your father involved in your life…right Charlie?”

“Of course! I-“

“So it’s settled! We’re going with Your Majesty’s idea then!” Voe swivels her body to face Charlie. She lowers her pitch “Right, Charlie?”

Charlie’s eyes dart around “Y-yesI Yes! We’ll go with my dad’s idea!”

“Yes! You won’t regret this sweetie!” Lucifer puts his arm around Charlie’s shoulders. He looks back at Voe, lowering his volume “Thanks for the help…”

“Voe. And no problem, Your Majesty.”

“Oh, you don’t need that ‘Your Majesty’ talk, you may call me Lucifer.”

She smiles warmly “Alright, Lucifer.” she speaks coyly. The King looks her up and down, giving her a wink. She bats her eyelashes at him as he walks off with his daughter, chatting her ear off. Voe glances up to catch Alastor’s eye, smirking before turning back around. The other residents are sitting around confused, and staring at each other, wondering if the meeting was over. Alastor’s eye is twitching ever so slightly. Voe returns to her spot to retrieve her phone, Angel Dust grabs her wrist and pulls her down.

“What the fuck just happened?”

The doe feigns innocence “What the hell did you just do?”

“What? I didn’t do anything?”

“Did you just like, cast a spell over Charlie’s mind or something? That was, that was incredible!”

She seems flattered “Oh no, I used no magic. I just have a way with words is all.” She sits back down in her spot next to him

“Just be careful toots, I don’t think you’d wanna piss off a serial killer.” he looks back down at his phone

Her ear prick up “Hmm?”

“You wouldn’t want to piss off a serial killer.” He raises his brow at her “Or would you?”

“I don’t know Angel! I’ve never met a serial killer!”

“Yeah, ya have,”

She raises her eyebrow at him “I beg your pardon?”

“Al’s a serial killer” Angel uses two of his arms to gesture towards the deer demon, who stood in his usual get-up of his coat and dress pants, shoes with small heels, and a bow tie, back perfectly straight, occasionally fixing his hair and adjusting his monocle. A fucking monocle. 

Voe’s mouth was agape looking between the deer and the spider.  “That Al? Like Alastor?”

“Uh yeah.” Angel rolled his eyes

“But he’s so…nerdy.”

Angel smirks “I thought you said he was cute.”

Her head whips back around “Those concepts aren’t mutually exclusive.”

She marches over to the radio demon with an heir of confidence around her. 

“Alastor,” she calls him simply, his head does not move, but his eyes do. He does not respond verbally, but his eyes tell her that she has his attention. “Angel just told me that you are a serial killer?”

He has no physical reaction to this statement, only a small “Hmmm,” though, not as a question 

“Is this accurate ?”

His smile grew extra wide, his eyes turning into radio dials as he leans forward “What do you think?”

Voe’s face is a bit flushed, but she doesn’t recoil or retreat. “I guess that means yes.” There’s a warmth in her chest, looking at his radio-dial eyes. Like hot shivers down her back. “I didn’t picture you as a serial killer,” she pretends like her body isn’t reacting 

“Well, looks can be deceiving, my dear.”

She sticks her hip out and smirks “It’s just difficult to imagine you slinging around dead bodies. Wouldn’t you need to be strong to do that?”

Alastor’s eyes widen and his nose flares, he inhales deeply. 

“Sounds like ‘big boi’ activities,” she continued with a smug grin on her face

“I can assure you, that I am quite strong enough.”

“I’d love to see it.” She turns her chin up to see him better

“Then stay tuned.” 

She cocks her head at him before returning to Angel Dust, whispering Lucifer knows what. Alastor’s eyes follow her to her destination. This demoness, this..doe craved his attention. Why else would she be talking about him on her little picture box, outwardly defying him, or questioning his strength and ability to kill? She must want his eyes to be on her, but Alastor wasn’t going to give her that satisfaction. Attention is all they crave, stop giving them attention and these little fires will burn out on their own.

Although he had initially thought it would be easy, he found it to be quite challenging. There was something about her hair that always caught his eye. It was a brighter shade of red than his own and each strand had a perfect curl, as if it had been individually wrapped around a pencil. Her hair was striking, and he found it difficult not to stare. He only realized that he had been staring when she looked up and caught his eye again. She smirked, displaying her smugness and overconfidence once more. Alastor found it revolting, and he resisted the urge to sneer. He simply squinted before leaving the place, certain that no mere doe would outwit him.

____________________________________________

“So…what did you guys think of my dad? I love that he’s trying to get involved with something so important to me.” Her eyes glisten “How do you guys think he’s doing?”

Voe is sitting on the couch next to Angel once more, both scrolling on their phones “Well, I know what I think. I think that man is fine.” She bites her lip

“Ain’t you gay?” Angel looks up from his phone, raising his eyebrow at her.

“Like I’m not gay gay. Like, I’m queer. Unfortunately, I’m still attracted to men. And by the way Charlie,” she turns to the blonde demoness “I am 100% going to rizz up your dad,”

“Rizz?” she looks towards Vaggie

“Yeah, I don’t know.” she shrugs

“It’s basically like flirting. Just like getting someone to like you,” Voe rolls her wrist

Charlie looks around, confused “Uh, why?”

“Because he’s hot! I love me a short king!” She spreads her arms in time with her words.

A loud ‘ahem’ is heard on the other side of the room. The group directs their attention toward the noise. Alastor is sitting and reading a book, so quietly that Voe didn’t even know he was there.

"If you don't mind, I'm trying to read," he called out over the group conversation. 

"But what if I do?" she responded.

"Do what?"

"Mind,"

Alastor sat in silence, his grin widening as he squinted at her. 

"You're a defiant little girl," he remarked.

"I'm a woman," she responded in a low voice, barely audible.

"That you are," he said as he stood up, microphone in hand, and walked away, shrouding himself in shadow.

Her eyes remain fixed on the spot the buck was previously standing in as if viewing the essence he left behind.

“Woaho! What the fuck was that?”

“I don’t know, him butting into our conversation?”

“Bullshit Voe, I know sexual tension when I see it! Something’s going on there. At least with you!” He points to Voe, poking her in the nose

“What?” she laughs

“You did not have to say anything to that man.” Angel wiggles his eyebrows

She shrugs “What’s your point?”

“You did that cuz you wanted attention. You just wanted him to talk to you!”

“Maybe I wanted to bother him, whatever!” She rolled her eyes

“Why?” he leans into her face

“Because it’s funny!” 

“Yeah I know Alastor is annoying as fuck, but why mess with him?” Vaggie sits down in a chair 

“Like I said, because I think it’s funny,” she smirks, full of intent

Alastor struts his merry way down the hall, humming all the while. His eyes widen when he sees Princess Charlie walking towards him down the hall.

“Charlie my dear, just the Princess I was looking for.”

“Oh, hi Alastor!” She looks up at him “What’s up?”

“I just came from a meeting with the other Overlords and they requested that I ask you what you intend to do with so many of the souls that they own?”

“Well you know Alastor, I’m trying to help them be redeemed.”

“Yes, but beyond that is what they are wondering.”

Charlie looks quite confused “I don’t understand.”

Voe turns the corner, seeing the Overlord and the Princess having a discussion. She was unaware of the topic but viewed the situation as a chance for some of her own entertainment.

“Blah blah, I’m Alastor I think I’m better than everyone else,” she says from behind the corner

Alastor’s ears twitch at the sound. He turns to look in Voe’s direction, not seeing her behind the wall. Charlie looks past him, unaware of what he’d heard. “Hmm,” he said, turning back to Charlie.

“Hmm,” Voe mocks his cadence and tone from behind the wall “Like, what even is that?” She walks up the both of them casually, her footsteps light on the carpet

“Oh, hi Voe!” Charlie waves 

“Hi,” she waves and leans on the wall.

Alastor raises an eyebrow “We are in the middle of a conversation.”

“I am simply addressing the Princess, is that a crime?”

“Well you’ve done you’re addressing, you may leave.”

Voe clicks her tongue “The Wifi is GREAT here,” she looks back down at her phone while Alastor sighs in frustration. Voe hides her smirk and sits on the floor.

He turns back to Charlie “All they are requesting is a simple meeting so they can understand your intentions. They’re quite worried about losing so many souls.” 

“So many souls,” She mimics his accent once more and he sharply turns to her.

“Excuse me, last time I checked you were a doe, not a parrot. Or perhaps you are simply a child? A fawn maybe?”

Voe looks up, feigning confusion “Are you talking to me?”

Alastor’s smile turns tense “Yes, I am,”

“What are you talking about?”

He squints at her, “I am not going to stand here and play your childish games.” He turns to Charlie once more “Charlie, the meeting is next week, promptly at 6 am”

“6 am?”

“It is the only time they are all free.”

“Because fossils have to take their naps during the day.” Voe copied his accent once more, mumbling under her breath and then laughing at her own joke.

Alastor glares at her one more time before dissipating into shadows.

“Shit! 6 am is fucking early!” Charlie spoke once more heading down the hall.

____________________________________________

“Guys! My dad is off making negotiations for the commercial”

“Hmm, absent as always,” Alastor speaks under his breath

“And…” Charlie moves on “So I decided that it would be an amazing plan to get our actual residents involved in spreading the word. This is your home too!”

“Well my dear, if you let me make use of my talents, I certainly could get the word out on my radio show!”

“Of course Alastor! That’s a great idea. Anyone else?”

Alastor’s smile tenses at the suggestion that his radio show is not enough. Voe raises her hand slowly and dramatically.

“Uh, Voe! What a lovely surprise!” Charlie beams 

“We could use Sinstagram.” She offers

“How exactly?”

The doe shrugs “We could like,” she puts her head back a little, thinking “throw a party and I could livestream it on my account.”

Angel snorts “What good would that do?”

She cuts her eye at him “I have 10 million followers,”

Angel spits out his drink “What? That’s more than me and I’m a certified celebrity!”

“Yeah, I’m waiting for my check mark, but anyway apparently there are demons who like to watch me do things and listen to what I say. We should take advantage of that.

“That would be a great idea!” Charlie was ecstatic

“But why a party?” Vaggie questioned

“Because you want them to want to come here right? So we should show them that we do cool and fun things. Not just boring sharing circles. Not that these are boring Charlie.” She feigns caring about her remarks

“I assure you that I am just fine at getting the word out on the radio.”

“The rest of Hell has progressed past that. Demons are engaging with modern technology like Vphones and laptops. To force them to reverse time in terms of media is unhelpful and having them put forth more effort than I know they would be willing to. No one would be receiving said message. The only demon I know that likes getting forced is Niffty.” She points toward the little demoness who is standing by her legs “And even though I enjoy the little scamp, no one else is like her. We need to take advantage of what the rest of Hell is already doing, not force them to do something else. Listen, I just got down here, so I know what they’re like up there. Social media rules up there so why wouldn’t it down here?”

“Okay, all in favor of Alastor’s idea, raise your hand.”

“And be honest, he’s not going to hurt you,” Voe interjected 

“I might,” Alastor added

Voe purses her lips. A few demons raise their hands. 

“And now all in favor of Voe’s idea?”

The vast majority of the residents raise their hands, Voe tilts her head in smug joy. Alastor squints in annoyance. 

“Look, why don’t we just do both, cuz we don’t want Radiohead to get pissy about it. You do what’s natural to you and I’ll do what’s natural for me.” 

“Voe! That is an amazing idea! A compromise! Looks like you are taking steps to get redeemed!” Charlie raved

Voe could only blink at the praise given by the princess. She hadn’t been expecting it or planning for it. Her words had been genuine, the validation was earned. Her face flushed with pink and she pulled at one of her ears. 

“Okay, you guys were asking me to try this hot new dress by…” she squints at the tag “Velvette. Oooh, that’s a nice way to spell that. Now I’m taking it out of the bag and this is exquisite! Just by looking at it, I can tell this was high quality. Wait, let me get a hanger.” She goes to retrieve a hanger from her closet and places the dress on it. She holds the full dress out in front of the camera. “This is amazing, it’s giving princess vibes. And y’all know I had to get it in pink. Yeah, like a casual princess. I could see this working in a casual setting and a business casual setting.” Voe feels the material, her mouth is agape in awe. “Guys, it’s so soft! Oh my gosh, I’m looking forward to the rest of these now!” She reaches back into the bag and pulls out a second dress, this one also pink, short, and form-fitting. “Guys this one is a sleek party dress! Oh, I could see myself wearing it to a club or you know, a party!” She pulls at the dress fabric “Okay, this tough, I can’t even rip it on purpose! So this will last you a long time!” She hangs up the other dress and pulls out one more, also pink with subtle sparkles dusted all around it. “Okay, no guys because what? This is beautiful! Okay, absolutely not I have to try this on!”

She covers the camera and within minutes has the new dress on. “This is what? This is- oh my gosh! This is amazing. Look at how the light catches these sparkles! I love the fit, it’s firm in my boobs, but loose everywhere else!. And the sparkles intentionally catch light so it looks like there’s a spotlight on you no matter where you go! This is amazing! I- I cannot believe this. I see no flaws. These clothes are perfect. Hats off to you Miss Velvette! You are quite the designer!” She sits back in her chair and lifts a package, unwrapping it to find a very futuristic water bottle “And one of you guys sent me this..” she reads the label “VoxTek water bottle to review. So now I’m going to see what would be the point of techni- technologically-“ She looks off to the side, thinking “What the fuck would you even call that? Teching? Yeah, Teching a water bottle.” She looks around the bottle, it’s covered in buttons and has a screen on the side. She presses one and it does nothing. She presses another and the screen lights up, displaying the VoxTek logo.

“Hmm,” she remarks as the screen turns to the show ‘I Fucked Your Sister, So what?” She turns the bottle back around to the buttons and begins pressing them, seeing that they control the switching of the channels. “Ooooh,” she displays somewhat of an interest in the bottle, pressing another button that controls volume, then another that controls brightness. “Okay, it’s all fancy with the tech, but can it actually hold water?”

The video cuts to her with a VoxTek bottle filled with water, trying not to let a drop drip out onto the screen. She screws on the top and shakes the bottle around. It doesn’t come off and none of the water leaks.

“Okay guys, should I drink from it? I’m gonna drink from it.” It has a built-in straw that pops up and almost pokes her eye out. 

“Oh shit!” and she drinks from the bottle, noticing a little nob that says ‘flavor’, she switches it and the water begins to taste like blue raspberry, “Holy shit! I might start drinking water more often!” She takes another sip “You can change the flavor, holy fuck!” She drinks more. “This is fuckin’ cool!” She drinks again “Okay, I’m totally gonna use this, because I think it’s awesome. However, I’m going to have to give it an 8/10 because tech being so close to water is just a disaster waiting to happen.” She gestures towards the dresses “But these dresses are 10s.”

Once Voe stops recording and she’s begun uploading the video, her ears twitch at at sound outside of her room. Her nose picked up on a certain aroma, ever so pleasant to her nostrils and so thick that she could taste it. She followed it to the door, opened it, and sniffed down the hallway until she saw the familiar flare of a striped red coat. This is what the scent led to. It was him that smelled so good.

“Oh, it’s you.” She spoke flatly, crossing her arms and sticking out her hip. “I knew I smelled something.”

Alastor turns around to face the voice he hears, his eyes immediately squint and his grin gets wider and more devilish.  “You are quite the contrarian, little doe.” he steps up to her, very much inside her personal space. She takes a step back.

“And you like that don’t you?” Alastor opens his mouth to speak before registering what she says and then closes it. She chuckles and shoots him a side-eye. “You don’t scare me.”

"I'm not trying to scare you," he said with a wide grin on his face. "I'm letting you know your place”

"But you're not," she replied unimpressed.

"I'm not trying to-,” he stumbled over his words, his eyes darting back and forth, stretching what constitutes a smile.

"Getting choked up on your words?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"I'm simply thinking about what to say first."

"So you're getting choked up on your words?" she teased. "This is the Radio Demon? I figured a radio host wouldn't have this much trouble talking," she added with a smirk.

"I don't like you," he said, his eyes narrowing as his radio filter vanished.

"You don't?" she widens her eyes, with feigned surprise.

He had no response, so instead snatched her glasses and tossed them, before storming down the hall. Voe’s mouth was agape at just the amount of pettiness that this grown man was willing to stoop to. It was actually kind of funny seeing how frazzled and annoyed she could make this man. Despite his dangerous reputation, she didn’t feel in danger, mostly just a little warm in the chest, she thought as she went to retrieve her glasses. Maybe it was just a deer thing.

Storming was a perfect way to remove yourself from a situation and make it known that you still hold all the power. She could not know that she was getting to him, especially in such a short time. What would he usually do to anything that grated his nerves this much? Simply remove it from the equation. If that requires a little carnage or a lot of bloodshed, then so be it. But he felt he could not do that with this demon for some reason. Today it was not only her spiral curls that caught his attention, but also her spots and how they seemed randomly and yet quite purposefully placed on her skin. Or perhaps her black deer nose stood out the most. Maybe the odd but pleasing look of her differently colored lips? He wasn’t sure what it was but under every irritating encounter, Alastor felt pleased? To see her face? To hear her speak? It was confusing for sure, so the feeling was best to be avoided.

Voe returned to her room, immediately reaching for her phone where she was met with a barrage of notifications on her Sinstagram that never disappointed.

Thats the newest model!

Whoever got you that, give me their info i need a sugar daddy

told you velvette was the best

The Vees rule!

you have as much style as Velvette

BOOOO 10/10 ON THE VOXTEC BOTTLE

does she think we really care about this shit?

She smiled reading them, pleased at her impact. Negative or positive, she was on the minds of these people, and that’s where she liked to be. There was one comment however that caught her attention over all the others. One with a checkmark next to the username.

Check your DMs love

The username beside it reads: Velvette

Intrigued by the comment, she moved over to her DMs, skipping all the ones from others who watched her content and liked to engage with her until she found a thread under the same username.

Hey love, I’ve seen your videos and you’ve really got an eye for what’s what. I’m sure you’ve heard of the Vees and that we do a hiring event every once in a while and I think that you could actually offer something of value to my team. Respond to let me know that you’re interested.

Voe sat and pondered this message, it was from a verified account, and the Vees were the heads of all things media, according to the King of Hell himself. Another message in the thread popping up snatched her away from her thoughts.

ps love the name!

If the Vees were in charge of all the media, then all of Hell could know her name in no time flat. Even if she didn’t choose to work with them she would still be a certified influencer, so what would be the harm of checking the place and the people out? There was literally no downside.

hi. thanks for reaching out to me. i would def be interested in the event.

ps love your dresses!

Instantly, Voe was gifted with a response.

Be at V tower tomorrow at 9 AM sharp -xxx

[whump-blog]

Okay here comes the request. Hope this isn’t too specific :)

Caretaker finds their friend Whumpee drunk out of their mind. They don’t know what happened but nevertheless they bring Whumpee home and take care of them. Whumpee, being rather incoherent, accidentally confesses something (maybe their treatment with whumper, maybe a love confession of what they think is unrequited love, maybe something else…)

Sorry it took me so long to answer this, but there wasn't enough creative juice in me, haha. I know it's not exactly what you asked for, but I still hope you like what I wrote :)

Thank you @whumpinthepot for helping me with this and doing a proof reading.

CW: drunk whumpee, abuse, alcohol abuse, protective caretaker, wounded character

“What are ya' doing Hero?” asked Civilian blinking slowly, trying to get used to the light in the flat while Hero dabbed his face with a wet cloth.

“What am I doing? I'm trying to wipe all the scratches off your face, you- idiot!”

“Wh- what scratcheees?”

“The ones you got when you decided to start a fight with that guy from the bar.”

“Ooh yeees! Well- he deserved it. He shouldn't have taken my drink.” Civilian swayed, and Hero had to grab his shoulder to keep him still.

The night among friends had been going smoothly with drinks and laughter, until Hero lost sight of a drunk Civilian for a few minutes and things got out of control. Resulting in Hero having to drag him out and take him home.

“That wasn't your drink!" Hero started, but he knew it was a lost cause, "ahh- never mind, can you take off your shirt? I want to see that you don't have any more cuts under it.”

“Heh, are you trying to flirt with me?” Civilian teased, trying with trembling hands to remove his torn clothes.

Despite the evening's outcome, the friends were enjoying their time together, but when Hero saw under Civilian's shirt, his face turned pale and the room fell silent.

The multiple scars covering Civilian's chest showed just how negligent Hero had been as a friend. How was it possible? Hero wondered. How was it possible that someone had been hurting his friend and he hadn't noticed? 

“Who- who did this to you? When did this happen? Why didn't you say anything?!” Hero bombarded Civilian with questions, while guilt and worry overwhelmed him.

“Wait- m’ head…” -Civilian pressed his eyes closed- “don't talk so- so loud," he said as if what Hero had just found out was not a big deal.

“Tell me, and I swear I will see to it that you get justice.”

“Wha- what ar-e you talking about?”

“Don't play dumb. Where did all those scars come from? Civilian, someone's been hurting you and that's- that's not right...”

In the silence after Hero spoke, all that could be heard was the gentle breeze ruffling the curtains. Civilian was quite drowsy from all the alcohol, and looked as if he would pass out before answering Hero's questions. Until he finally managed to put his words together to give a halfway coherent answer.

“I- well, all these here," Civilian pointed to his scars, "you don't have to wo-worry Hero, they we-were my fau-lt.”

“Civilian..." pity could be heard in his voice, "I don't know who told you that, but it's not true. None of this can be your fault.”

“Yes, yes it was. I- I got involved with the- the wrong-g people. If I had never met Supervillain… things wouldn't have gone this far.”

Civilian seemed lost in thought. But Hero now had more questions than answers. Suddenly, nothing seemed to make sense.

“So, was it Supervillain who hurt you like this?”

Hero was trying to remain calm, but a storm was raging inside him. What could Supervillain want with Civilian? No matter the reason, as soon as he got his hands on that son of a bitch, he would make him regret ever having scratched a kind and gentle person like Civilian.

“Well, yes- in part…”

“In part? What do you mean? Has someone else been hurting you?”

“Ah well…yes… hm- erm, I,” Civilian hesitated looking at Hero in the eyes, “I told you it was my fault… if only I had been better… I brought this on myself."

“Civilian, you have to tell me the truth, you can't go on like this." Hero pressed.

As the conversation went on, Civilian looked more and more stressed until a few tears managed to escape from his eyes. “I- I just, I don't want to tell you.” 

“Why?”

“You're going to get mad at me.”

“Civilian, that's not true, we are friends.”

“You won't want to be my friend anymore.”

“Everything is going to be okay. Just tell me. I can't see you hurt like this”

Hero took Civilian's hand into his own in a gesture that was intended to reassure his friend. But, which in fact ended up breaking Civilian, who began to sob inconsolably.

“I'm sorry, Hero, I'm sorry... It- It was you-”

If the night hadn't been strange enough, that last sentence had knocked him off his feet. That was not possible. For a long moment, Hero stood frozen without saying a word, without moving a muscle, just listening to his friend sobbing in the background. Until finally it all clicked. The answer had been so obvious. Only, he had been too blind to see it.

“Villain?” the question leapt from his mind and escaped his lips.

At the mention of that name, the sobbing turned to heavy weeping, and that was more than proof enough. Hero hesitated for a moment, but ended up sitting on the sofa next to- his friend? Perhaps the years of friendship had been a lie, all a great manipulation. It was the first thing that crossed Hero's mind. If it wasn't for the alcohol, Civili- Villain would never have revealed his identity. But the good times he had spent with his friend had felt real, Hero couldn't remember Villain ever taking advantage of Hero's ignorance of his identity and trying to get information out of him as Civilian. Besides, the scars on Villain's body were very real. Those could not be faked. Now that he thought about it, on occasions when Hero had fought with Villain, he had inflicted wounds to defeat him that he could now see reflected in some of the many scars on Villain's body. But he was definitely not the cause of all of them.

With that in mind, Hero moved his arms slowly until he wrapped Villain in a gentle hug. At the unexpected physical contact, his friend flinched, but when the surprise passed, he just rested his head on Hero's shoulder and cried there for a long time. By the time Villain had calmed down, the night breeze had stopped.

“So- you don't hate me?" was the first thing Villain asked, "can we still be friends?"

“Of course I don't hate you. Whatever happened doesn't change anything, you have been my friend for many years and always will be.” Hero shook his head. “I- I just don't understand why Supervillain would do something like this to you, you're his ally.” 

If Hero wanted answers, it would be better to get them now. Once the alcohol had cleared out of Villain's system, he would probably return to his charmingly stoic and cocky self. But... was it really the right thing to do to take advantage of the situation? Villain would never have confessed to something like this in his right mind. But before Hero could further question the morality of his actions, Villain voiced one last thought.

“H- he do- doesn't like useless- people. Losing to you…” he sighed, “I will always be a failure to him…” 

After that statement, a last tear rolled down Villain's cheek as he fell asleep in Hero's embrace.

Hopefully the next morning he won't be able to remember anything, Hero thought as he laid Villain on the couch to finish treating his wounds. Some of which he had apparently caused himself.

He would definitely pay Supervillain a friendly visit tomorrow.

[afro-hispwriter]

Untitled(Adam Warlock)

Adam Warlock x goddess!reader(more y/n flirting with him)

Summary- y/n has no filter

A/n- i couldn't wait for the movie😭so I just made something up

-

When your cousin Thor asked if you wanted to join him with Guardians you immediately said yes. You ended up getting along with them quite well, specifically Drax. He never failed to make you laugh along with Mantis. 

You were currently trying to teach them how to play Uno and it proved to be more difficult.

"Wait so when I only have 1 card I yell Uno?" Asked Mantis and you fought to place your head down.

"Yes for the millionth time. Yes." You say and place a card. Drax looks at it then back at his cards. "Remember Drax same color or number." 

"I got it don't worry." He reassured you and went back to his cards. He was just about to place his card down when a large bump hit the ship making stuff fall to the ground along with anyone who wasn't strapped in. 

"Did we hit a metor?" Asked Rocket and Quill looked at the map. 

"No theres nothing on the screens?" He said and looked around. Another large bump hit and you felt your stomach launch up. 

"Maybe one of the ships thrusters is down?" You ask and Quill looks at the ship on the screen.

"No, no its fine." Nebula was about to say something when Thor burst through the small bathroom.

"Friends what is the commotion!?" He asked and everyone looked at him then covered their noses.

"What the hell Thor!" You say and squeeze your eyes shut. Thor looked at everyones reactions and his eyes widened before letting a big laugh out.

"Oh im sorry friends that last planet we were on, I did not mix well with the food." He laughed and you shook your head.

"And I thought I had large turds and a big smell." Said Drax and hour face twisted in disgust.

"Idiots." You hear Nebula say. Rocket and Quill were trying to figure out what was happening when you all heard footsteps above. 

"Ill check it out." You say and fly off your feet just a bit to opened the hatch and slid through. You looked around but saw nothing, until a ball of flaming light appeared behind you. And as you slowly turned around some bard collided with your head and everything went dark.

-

Your eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the to what happened. Your legs were on the floor but you were moving, most likely being dragged. Your eyes took note of your surroundings and everything was gold. The person came a stop and you heard your companions start to groan. 

"Not you again."

"Can you just drop the batteries." 

"I am Groot." 

"Ya they are sore losers." 

The person dragging you dropped you roughly and you groaned.

"Cousin Y/n." You heard Thor say and you turn to see him on the floor as well. You got on your knees and looked to see who your captors were.

Sovereigns

You weren't to familiar with them but you did know they didn't tolerate many things. 

"Guardians." You shot your attention to the front and saw a woman sitting in a chair. "You've stolen for us, ran from us, and destroyed our property. You shall be charged." With those words your eyes widened and you stood up immediately making everyones attention go to you. 

"Um sorry Gold Lady." You say and raise you hands only to find them cuffed. "I wasn't with the guardians at the time neither was me and my cousin Thor." You point at Thor who was smiling at them and nodding. "So there is no need for us to be charhed with something we didn't commit.

"Wow what teammate you are." Quill scoffed.

"Im not going down for you." You seethe and look back. "I've only been with them for a few weeks, a month tops." You laugh nervously and Groot bumped you with his shoulder.

"I am Groot." He said and you gasped.

"Did you just call me a bitch!?" Rocket burst out laughing.

"Language." You mumbled, Rocket kept laughing and then Mantis reached her cuffed hands out and touched him then she started laughing. You shook your head and the sovereigns were trying to being the attention back when someone flew over your w and landed next to the gold lady.

"The ship is secured my queen." He said and lowered his head. You furrowed your eyebrows at this new guy. 

"Who the hell is that?" Asked Quill and the Gold Queen lady and huffed before placing a hand on the mysterious mans shoulder. He turned around and your eyes could've bulged out of your head. 

That is the most beautiful man you've ever seen.

"Whoah." You mumbled and met your eyes wonder everywhere.

"This is Adam, I created him." She says and you squint your eyebrows. "I created him to destroy you and-."

"Hey sorry again." You cut her off. "But I have a question." You saya and smile.

"Cousin what are you doing?" He chuckled nervously. 

"Whats your question." She sighed.

"Um does he... have a penis?" You ask and everyone goes silent. Adam looked at you in confusion and looked back the queen searching for answers. "Because you couldn't have made that fine specimen and not given him one."

"I yes he does have one." She said.

"How big is it?" Drax took the words out of your mouth.

"You two are perverts." Said Quill and you and Drax gasped.

"Its an important question that needed to be asked." You say and straightened your back and looked at Adam and winked. He looked extremely confused before turning around.

"Should I shut her up?" He askedand you smirked again.

"Oh you can shut me up in so many ways, using so many-."

"Y/N!" Exclaimed Thor and you shut up. 

"Please punish her first." Said Nebula and you though of something. 

"Only if Adam over here is the one doing the punishing." He looked at you with wide eyes. Now he is very smart but from her words it sounds like she wants him to hurt her intentionally. 

You weren't showing it but you were very embarrassed by your words. He wasn't reacting at all. 

"Adam please escort this woman to the cells to await her trial." Adam nodded and walked towards you. The closer he got the more you realized he was very tall. Now you were tall as well, being a god and all, sporting a good 5'11 maybe 6ft. But he towered over you still. He grabbed your arm and tugged you forward roughly. 

"Um excuse me, as my cousin said im also not in on any of this." He laughed, Adam stopped his steps and looked back. The Queen nodded and he grabbed Thors arm too. "Wait do you not need another guard?"

"Thor this guy knocked both of us out with one punch, he's fine." You say.

-

Adam shoved the two of you in separate cells and locked them. He was just about to walk away when you called for him.

"Hey Adam?" He walked back and stood with his hands behind his back and raised an eyebrow at you. "Im sorry for what i was saying back there, sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable."

"I can't feel anything." He said with no emotion and you bit your lip. 

"Ya of course, um I guess." You say and lean back on your heels, you watched his face soften but then immediately harden again. He squinted his eyes and walked away, you watched his figure letting your eyes trail his muscles again.

"That was very hard to watch cousin." Thor said and you glare at him.

"Shut up."

[joyswonderland1108]

Am i ranting again?

I probably am but whatevuh! 

So by now y’all know i’m on tiktok a lot of time and naturally i get a lot of videos about our boys. Thing is, i come across some “ship” videos that include either Jimin or JK with another member and the comments be saying “It’s always these two” and i’m like No bitch, it’s not AlWaYs ThEsE tWo, y’all are just so fucking blind to the “other two” that’s what it is. 

Cause i’ll be damned if being flirtatious is for some reason considered gay if it’s Jimin or JK with any other member but NOT when they’re flirting with each other.. I’m sorry Ma’am but imma need some explanation over here cause ?!!?!

And you know what’s silly? All these damn excuses that for some reason only pop up when it comes to Jikook. Y’all were adamant about the hickey or as y’all like to convince yourselves being just a “bite” (well technically speaking a hickey is called a love bite but they ain’t ready for that one) or a cover up for JK’s “girlfriend” but surprise surprise when Jimin wasn’t even brought up in the equation with Joon, hickeys suddenly became a Jimin thing.

So we over here always twisting the boys words to fit your unresolved hatred towards any possible deeper bond between Jimin and JK but my question is why is it THAT bad for them to be a thing? Cause i don’t see anyone combusting when they talk about these two being with any other member i mean.. Is the world ending if Jikook are a thing or..? What am i missing? What are we trying to dismiss their bond for? 

Thing is, they’ve always been sus 

They’ve always been a lil.. 

Fruity..

But the narrative is that, apparently, all the things they’ve been up to is such a normal thing to do with friends, besties, um.. siblings.. parents.. Okay yeah Margaret this is disturbing 

I can pretend and go along with that lame ass excuse of that being “normal” between friends but when we’re tip toeing a bit too close to sweet home Alabama i can’t follow anymore. Cause you know you won’t catch me on a regular Sunday just making out with my brother’s neck you know.. I also know for a fact that if anyone other than my so was licking my ear they’re getting my elbow right on the nose. 

“Why do you always bring up things that happened in the past? 🙄” Well i mean we always tend to talk more about the most shocking things don’t we? But truth is that there’s a whole list out there for things Jikook do every year that make me side-eye. We ain’t even recovered yet from the domesticity that emanated from a comment exchange, the whole context of it, let alone stuff that happened in front of our salads. 

You know about muscle memory right? So when your homie is teasing you, cupping your face, your initial reflex ain’t puckering your lips fam..

Bruh i’m not even going to talk about how these two be having the gayest photoshoots 

You also won’t catch me thirst trapping my bro or just canoodling in a dark corner in a party where people are supposed to be having fun with friends ya know. Now of course i ain’t crazy to be thinking that every interaction out there means something deep, there’s a whole thought process, a whole context, a whole understanding to do, a whole knowledge of the person, etc.. 

Something you have to ask yourself “Did A ever do to anyone else what they’ve just done to B?” If the answer is yes of course you can look further into it since as i said there’s also context in there and depending on that (of course we’re talking here about stuff that seem sus anything else is just that no need to dig further into it) but if the answer is no you’ve got your answer right there. 

(Credits to Dalto on Twitter)

Sure enough this is playful this is cute but this is that, as a non-jikooker you are free to see this as friends being friends you know i won’t judge you, i personally see it and it warms my heart but i won’t be jumping on my bed screaming yet.

Initially here JK was supposed to be in the middle but we all know how many times that boy tried to fool Joon into thinking that he forgot he was supposed to be in the middle lol I guess that day Joon just gave up on trying because naturally our Jikook tend to gravitate towards each other, just another Tuesday really.. Again i can see people dismissing this and downplaying it but we all know damn well that once something start becoming a bit of a habit.. You start wondering why (y’all already know why lol)

I know that this post might make absolutely no sense, literally i was just sitting around doing nothing and decided to write, i can’t even focus to make shit organized but hey.. bear with me. My point is, why are people too set on making everything BTS do gay until Jimin and JK do it together? I can understand that coming from the cult for very obvious reason despite it not making any sense but whatever, but why are other people completely loosing their shit over it too? 

[iluwmycats]

Gonna Hunt You Down (A Colin Zabel Story) Part.1

Colin Zabel x OC!Female

( Part 2 )

Summary: Hunter is a bit of a clumsy, scruffy, and a bit tomboyish girl in her late twenties. Her father, who was once a policeman, died at a young age after a bullet hit him in the head during an operation. After her father's death, she took the job of taking care of her family, always putting herself in the background and never giving a chance to romantic relationships. Until she sees Colin…

Warnings: Language, mentioning drug issues, red cheeks >.<

Word count: 3775 words

A/N: Hii! 👋🏼 This is my first story here. And I'm soooo excited.😭✨Like many of you, I felt betrayed too when they killed Colin Zabel in episode 5, so I wanted to write about the passionate love he wanted to experience but couldn't. In my opinion, people with opposite characters always have exciting relationships. So... I wrote an OC!Female character for him. Since this is the first chapter, it will be an introductory part. The plot will develop in the following parts. And, I need you to know that English is my second language. So don't be too harsh on me. 🙈

I hope you enjoy it! :)

Taglist / @kaismanwich @yes-divine-ruler @blackroseguzzi

"Hey, hey! Slow down, champ. She's not a villain." said Mare as soon as she enters the room. Her best co-worker so far -Colin Zabel- was pushing the "hero" girl into the chair and landed in front of an investigate table.

"She saved a defenseless woman from an abusive, murderer wannabe ex-husband's hands. Don't you think she deserves a little respect for it, Colin?"

Colin looked with a cold breeze at Mare for a second and shook his head disapprovingly.

"We found her covered in blood with a knife, detective. We don't know yet if she is a partner in crime or not. What do you expect me to say to her? Thank you for doing our job for us? Hell no."

Then handcuffed the silent girl to her wooden chair's back like she was the real kidnapper.

"No good deed goes unpunished these days, huh?!" The girl shouted with a mocking smile when the rude detective walked out the door.

"Jeez! These oversensitive newbies..."

Mare can't help but smirked at the girl and said:

"Oh... Hunter. What am I gonna do with ya?

Hunter didn't mind while they arguing about her condition outside of the room. Cause she already knew what the annoying detective had bitching about to Mare. So… she just decided not to care and bowed her head down to her bloodstaint black converses, thinking about what she's gonna have for lunch.

Meanwhile, Colin was looking at her through the doorway with curiosity as he talked to Mare. Cause he had only been here for two weeks but saw this *crazy chick* every once a week (or twice?) for a few minor assault charges.

Like, wtf! he thought. Every meeting with her was absolutely full of drama and shit.

Colin tried to remember the last time he had seen her, and it wasn't that hard. The last time she came here (about two days ago), she broke her personal trainer's nose for touching her breasts. And before that, she had beaten a pickpocket -with her bare hands- for stealing her friend's purse. And god knows what more…

Girl, what is you're deal? He asked himself. Do you want to be a fucking hero or smt?

Jeez! Let us do our job!

A dissatisfaction about her had sprouted within him sneakingly. Cause he was annoyed by her destructive behaviors and shit talks. So he didn't want to be around her now.

"Oh... Give me a break, Zabel!" Mare scolded him in exasperation. Colin was like a whining child sometimes.

"Just go inside and start taking the girl's statement. I'll go ahead and get us a coffee. My head has been pounding since morning. I don't wanna deal with ya right now. Copy that?"

For a moment... Colin didn't want to obey her but then nodded unwillingly.

"Yes, sergeant."

When Mare went to the kitchen in the corner, Colin took a deep breath and reluctantly turned his feet into the interrogation room. He didn't knock on the door as he always did. Cause... why would he?

"You again? Are there any other detectives out there besides you?"

Colin greeted his teeth and frowned, looking annoyed by her words. Usually, he wasn't a quick-tempered person but now... He couldn't recognize himself.

"Sorry, you stuck with me!" He walked solemnly to the wooden table opposite her.

Hunter was studying Colin's nervous movements at that time with a mischievous smile. Then, finally, broke her silence and made a comment about him.

"Why am I sensing some jealousy vibes from you, detective?"

"What are you talking about?" Colin asked instantly while he organizing his papers and wasn't even looking at her.

"Well… I can easily sense when people feel things. Like jealousy, anger, hate... Whatever they feel at the moment."

Hunter couldn't take her eyes off him for a moment.

"It's weird and kind of a sixth sense shit. But... you know, it's my superpower. Since I was a little kid."

Colin turned his glances to her with a slight mocking.

"Superpower? Like... for real?"

Hunter didn't flinch and looked him right in the eye with a defiant grin on her face purposely. Like she will eat him alive for looking that way to her.

It can be said she was a girl who could not tolerate even the slightest contempt.

"Yeah. My superpower." She broke her silence finally. And continued teasingly...

"Haven't you had one?"

Colin hesitated for a minute. He wasn't expecting this. Frowning in confusion. So she is. As the atmosphere got intense, he broke eye contact first, and she kept talking casually.

"To be honest... it's nothing but a curse."

The ice floe in the middle of the room suddenly cracked.

"But you don't look you gonna believe me anyway, so-"

"Can you cut the bullshit, please?!"

And then it shattered to hundred pieces like his words were a hammer.

Well... Everyone in the station knew that -the new guy- Colin was the "good" cop, and Mare was the bad cop. But just for today... Colin wanted to act harshly and put her in her place. Cause the heroism of an ordinary citizen had somewhat damaged his police pride. And he didn't want to admit it but got jealous of her for real. Cause before they could even set off, she had already packed the man and saved the woman. So he got jealous of... her heroic action. That's why her correct guess bothered him.

Also, Colin has always been frightened by the idea of someone guessing his feelings or thoughts just by looking at him. He doesn't want her -or anybody- to read his mind, his heart... So he started questioning without looking at her.

"When did you leave Ms. Lange's house yesterday?"

Hunter got bored suddenly. She thought it would be good to have a little chit-chat with this *nervous* man, which would ease the mood, but it backfired. She thought their sense of humor could have matched more.

After thinking for a few seconds, she took a deep breath and replied calmly.

"Around 8 pm? I think. She said she wanted some alone time *quality time* with herself, and sent me home. I think she was just gonna smoke weed. I don't know. I went straight to my home."

Colin can't help but stare at her face momentarily to measure her sincerity level. He soon decided that she seemed sincere enough to believe. Well… They also learned that Ms. Lange had had some drug issues over the years. So she was definitely telling the truth right now.

"Are you... Are you Ms. Lange's employee?"

"Yes. I'm her bodyguard for over a month."

"Her bodyguard?"

"What? You don't like it?"

She was looking right into his dark brown eyes with her fearless gaze. Like she was about to start a fight. And... this dark aura wrapped around her shoulders like a black cloat. Colin felt a shiver down his spine at the moment. And a few seconds later, he became upright and put a more serious expression on his face.

“Look... This is not the issue. Alright? I asked because... I think you should've got a license or something to do this kind of serious work in the first place. I don't know… anything to prove you are her employee. Because right now, you're a suspect. And your employer was hospitalized by overdose. So no one can prove your innocence at the moment. Unless we have evidence or anything."

Colin went silent for a while and then kept talking calmly.

"Do you have anything to do with it? You know... her overdose?"

"No. I don't do drugs. I didn't give her anything." Hunter replied with a serious tone. And Colin looked into her eyes one more time. He wanted to believe her. He really did. Cause deep down, he knew it was all her ex-husband. And this girl was a saver.

The rescue technique could be more proper, though, but... He thought. It's cool.

“Anyway… At this point of our query, I recommend you to stop teasing me and realize the gravity of the situation, young lady." 

As soon as Colin had finished his sentence, Mare came in with the papers she had tucked under her arm. She closed the door with her foot and walked directly to the table with two cups of coffee in her hands.

"Alright, folks! Mare is in the town."

She gave one of her coffees to Colin. And he took the cup with a soft smile on his face.

"Thanks, Mare."

He sure likes coffee. Hunter thought at the moment.

What else do you like, detective?

I wanna know.

"So... what are we got?"

Mare took a quick sip of her coffee and sat beside Colin.

"Did you two get along a little when I'm outside?"

Colin ignored her mischievous smile and showed her the notes that he had taken so far.

"Here.."

Mare read his notes in silence, but nothing was in there that she didn't know.

"Alright. So Colin... I understand your concern, but I must tell you that... she's not guilty."

Colin looked doubtful as his eyes met Mare's.

"We don't know about that."

"You don't. But I know. We should be questioning the ex-husband instead. And maybe you haven't realized yet, but... this town is smaller than you think. People here know each other very well. And I know her too..."

Colin got confused.

"What do you mean by you know her?"

Mare looked a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Well... I didn't tell you before, but... I suggested her to Ms. Lange in the first place. To protect her... Cause I was aware that she needed some protection from her obsessed ex-husband, and Hunter was looking for a job. So... Yeah. I guess I'm the architect of this case."

"Great job, Mare! Well done."

Colin couldn't believe that Mare knew everything but gave him none. She was always like that. She always kept the information to herself, but this…

"Did you know the ex-husband is hospitalized too? No? Well, thanks to your bodyguard wannabe. Now we got no one to take query."

Colin turned his eyes to Hunter accusingly when he said that. Surprisingly, Hunter didn't give a shit at all.

So... the real criminal was punished before justice, huh? He thought. Unbelievable.

"What are we gonna do now?"

Mare didn't think twice.

"We'll release her, of course. My statement is enough to prove her innocence."

Mare took the papers she had brought and calmly started talking about what was written on them.

“They searched Ms. Lange's garage and found fingerprints on the syringe that matched the ex-husband’s. He obviously caused her current condition. And thanks to Hunter… She was there just in time."

Neither Colin nor Hunter said anything. They kept listening to Mare in silence.

"I know... she's not one of us, but she clearly knew what to do, Colin. So... Hunter, could you tell the story to Colin from the start? As you told me…." Mare asked the handcuffed girl, who had been quiet for a while.

"Sure, Mare."

Hunter was really tired of all this. Why didn't Mare tell him the whole story in the first place? She thought. God... This is so annoying.

"Well... As I said before, I was headed to my fucking home after finishing my work there. Normally I wasn't till 12 pm, but... She just brushed me off, saying 'Leave me alone.' So I did. And then, I got a call from her at 4 am. I picked up the phone but couldn't hear anything but rustling sounds. She was crying nonstop on the phone and begging, yelling... to someone. Obviously, there was a problem. So… I decided to... go to her… house."

Hunter wrinkled her nose during her last sentence and took a moment to sneeze. But nothing happened. Her nose was itchy, and her goddamn hands were cuffed to the back of her chair.

There's nothing more ridiculous than handcuffing the person who saves the day. She thought at that moment.

Meanwhile, Colin was watching her as she struggled with herself there. And frankly, that was funny. And cute…

"Hold on a second..."

Colin stood up and took a few steps behind Hunter. There was no point in keeping her handcuffed any longer. So he untied her hands.

"Finally!" Hunter said gladly and scratched her nose immediately.

“God! I love my freedom.”

Colin chuckled when she said that. Somehow, she sounded unpredictable. And he liked it, to be honest.

“I remember the last time they handcuffed me… That was brutal as fuck! My panties literally got stuck in my butt, and it fucking hurt.”

As soon as Colin heard that, his cheeks turned bright red and began to burn like hell. He had never met a woman who spoke her words so unfiltered. And now... He could have died of shame instead of her. Like... for real.

And Hunter was highly aware of how embarrassed he was, but she continued anyway with a jolly smile.

“…And thanks to Mare(!), she did not untie me until one and a half hours passed. Jeez! I was gonna pass out. It was a total nightMARE. Like… can you believ-”

“Oh shut the fuck up, would ya!”

Mare couldn’t stand it anymore and cut her words with anger.

“You know damn well you deserved that punishment. You fucking skank! You hit my parked car from behind and smashed its rear window completely! I don’t understand how you did this, but I'm still mad at you.”

Colin’s mouth fell open. He had never seen Mare get so angry with someone before. She was always pretty stable about hiding her emotions but now…

God! Catfight is the best. Colin thought. He was watching them with personal enthusiasm.

“How many times do I have to tell you? It was an accident, you cunt! I paid for it down to the last penny. Remember?”

“Yes! I also remember the days when I came to the station with a broken window in the middle of the winter.”

"Oh... I’m really sorry, Mare. Truly… Sincerely… With all my heart….” Hunter said, sneering sweetly.

She was clearly making fun of her. But while doing it, somehow, she looked like a child with that cute smile. And Mare couldn’t resist any longer. So is Colin…

Wow... That smile was magical. Colin thought.

“Anyway… Stop talking nonsense. And keep telling the story. How did you rescue Ms. Lange?”

Hunter eventually stopped teasing them and continued to tell the story while rubbing her wrists. Colin was already seated next to Mare. And when she spoke, he started to look at her with curious eyes behind the table again.

“Well… I took my dad’s truck and went to her house. There was no light in the windows for as long as I can remember. It seemed like nobody came and nothing happened but… There was an odd situation. Cause Ms. Lange has always kept her night light on in her bedroom. And it was off.”

As Hunter continued to explain, Colin couldn’t help but get excited. Her calmness was quite terrifying. But somehow, Colin liked it.

“I got in the house easily because I had the spare keys. Since I’m her bodyguard….”

Colin averted his eyes. Cause the slight sarcasm in her voice made his stomach feel a little uncomfortable.

“I searched all the rooms quickly but couldn’t find Ms.Lange anywhere. So I went down to the garage floor. Thankfully, I brought my gun with me.”

Colin got shocked by her last sentence.

“You have a gun?”

“Of course she has, Colin! Everyone in this town has a gun.” Mare intervened. And Hunter smiled at Colin for the first time. It was delightful to watch how she gradually dispelled the image of the ordinary woman in his head.

“Yeah… Mare is right. Since my old man is no longer home, I carry my gun with me.”

She smiled again. And unexpectedly, Colin’s heart skipped a beat.

How can a woman be pretty and charismatic at the same time? He asked himself. It’s really interesting.

“Anyway… I took my gun. Slowly opened the garage door. And he was there. Ms. Lange had fainted, and he was standing over her with a syringe in his hand. He didn't notice me because his back was looking at me. I aimed my gun at him and started walking toward him quietly. When I got to him, I hit him in the head with the butt of my gun. There was no conflict between us in this part. The guy passed out quickly. And I called the police."

Colin was still staring at her with interest. Like he wanted her to keep telling the story.

“Is that all?”

“Oh, you know that’s not all.” Mare said with a cocky smile. Cause they had seen the state of the man when he was being transported to the ambulance. He was totally pounded like a blown punching bag.

Hunter smiled again. “Well…”

This time she had a little shyness in her voice.

“Yes, I had a gun. But I didn’t even shoot him. I just hit him, and he passed out. But a few minutes later, he sobered up and attacked me while I was tryna wake Ms. Lange up. Luckily the idiot didn’t bring any weapon with him, and I would never respond to an unarmed person with a gun. So I got that old prick just with my fists. I can say that... I used a bit of disproportionate force, though.”

Colin was highly impressed. But Mare didn’t look impressed that much. Cause she was the same. Actually, she’s so empathetic and overprotective -and sometimes gives her advice like her mother- towards her because Mare was just like her once. And even though she is regularly annoyed by her, Mare’s heart always has a soft spot for Hunter.

“Okay… Then what were you doing with a knife when they found you, girly?”

“Cutting the onions, obviously.” Hunter responded with a mocking face. And Colin can’t help but chuckle over this till his eyes meet Mare’s death stares.

“Come on, Mare! You knew what I was doing exactly. I was just cutting the ties for Ms. Lange.” Hunter explained.

“…Although your co-partner misunderstood me. But that’s okay. Everyone thought so.” Hunter finished her sentence while looking at the handsome detective like she forgave him for doing that. Because little did she know, whoever saw her like that -covered with blood with a knife- would have thought she had committed the crime.

“I think we’re done here.”

Mare finished her coffee and started to collect her papers restfully.

“But… I got one last question for you.”

“Oh... I’m dying to answer, detective.” Hunter said with an unexcited tone.

“Bring it on!”

Mare normally couldn’t stand her this long, but she asked anyway.

“Why do you think he did such a thing to his ex-wife? Do you have any idea?”

Hunter started to snap her fingers gently while thinking for a moment. Her eyes were studying the billboard on the wall.

“I don’t really know. But I overheard one of the phone calls that Ms. Lange’s had recently. She told her friend that... she was afraid she might lose her home. Maybe that’s the reason. Maybe the ex-prick wanted the house and, due to that reason, planned to assassinate her. That way, no one would suspect him. Everyone would think she committed suicide. I don’t know. You should talk to her. If she... able to wake up.”

Mare didn’t say anything for a while. Just thought in silence… And then said, “Thank you for your cooperation.” she got up from the table.

“…And for doing our job.” Added with a grateful smile on her face.

At that moment, Colin choked in his cough, thinking he might be missing something. But he heard it right. Mare literally had just thanked her for doing their job.

Oh my god! Colin thought. He wasn't really expecting to hear that.

"Alright, folks... I'm outta here!"

Mare walked to the door and smiled at them over her shoulder before exiting.

"You two... Get along well!"

As soon as she left the room, they were alone again.

Before the weight of silence fell on their shoulders, Colin sighed loudly and started to talk casually.

"Well... It looks like the case is almost solved, huh?"

He just wanted to provide some comfortable mood for them (apparently for himself). Cause he was not one of those people who love silence.

"We're going to the hospital tomorrow to see Ms. Lange. So..."

He felt a little weak when his eyes met hers. Cause until five minutes ago, she was just casually talking about her memory of handcuffs and panties without any fear of being disgraced. And... blushed him to death, purposely.

OH GOD! She was so unpredictable and caught me off-guard.

Colin's blood rushed into his cheeks when he re-act that scene in his mind. He really wondered how he could be so moved by a silly memory.

Maybe because she has a BOLD personality. He thought.

As Colin's awkward silence continued, Hunter's interest in the conversation waned. He noticed it immediately and snapped out of his thoughts. But the rosiness in his cheeks was still there.

"Anyway… I think you should come with us too. Ms. Lange would be happy to see you when she wakes up. Since you were the one who saved her… Maybe you can help us get her statement."

Hunter playfully smiled at Colin's admiring point. She was glad that he had finally overcome his jealousy.

"I don't know about Ms. Lange, but... According to research and my personal experience, most abused women stay silent because they are afraid. So you should at least be there to encourage her to sue her ex-husband. And let the bastard suffer under the law this time."

Hunter was touched by Colin's words and his sensitivity to abused women. He made a good point there. Indeed, women who were abused did not complain easily. But she didn't quite understand what he meant by personal experience.

Did he mean his mother? Or... She thought but couldn't be sure.

"So… What do you say?"

Colin's curious gaze, full of anticipation, never left her. And Hunter didn't feel like saying 'no' to him after so much persistence and agreement.

"Tomorrow, at 11 am, right?"

Colin nodded in agreement.

"Uh... If you give us your home address, we can pick you up on the way."

"I'm not giving you my home address, Detective." She gave him a daring, flirtatious smile, and Colin felt a weakness in his kneecaps. It took him a while to speak again.

"W-Well... Then be here half an hour ago. We'll go together from here. Is that okay with you?"

She looked amused at the Detective's faltering form in front of her.

"This works for me. Thanks."

Hunter had embarrassed many men before, but never like this. He was something else. She realized that Colin's shyness had its own charm. And frankly, it excited her for the first time in a long time.

"Alright then... I'm going now."

She stood up and walked to the door, giving him a scout salute with a sweet smile before leaving the room.

"See you tomorrow."

When she left the room, Colin exhaled a deep breath and started to think about her. He'd been attracted to many women at first sight, but never like this.

Keep reading --> ( Part.2 )

Thank you for reading! 💗

I would be very grateful if you give a like and re-post. Please feel free to make any comments. All comments are valuable to me. :')

There will be more parts, but I don't know how many. I guess time will show. But I'm feeling hooked on this plot. Especially Hunter's personality… She'll change with Colin, and there's so much work I need to do with her. The same goes for Colin. Thanks for reading, again. See you in the next part. Take good care of yourself, dolls! 😘

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

So, for a couple of years now, I've been reading the old X-Men comics of the 70s & 80s, and a few recent issues from '87 have given me a great idea for an AU.

Ready?

Dazzler!Izuku 😀

So, Izuku is born with a quirk that allows him to transform sound into photonic energy. Anything from generating benign blobs of light that move, pulsate, and change color in relation to whatever music he's listening to (tho, this can be weaponized too; during the sludge villain attack, Izuku overwhelms the villain's eyes with a fantastic light show that leaves him catatonic), to concentrating a single, loud noise into a laser beam that deals concussive damage.

Izuku would, of course, gravitate towards Present Mic as a mentor. And he would team up well with Jirou.

So, what do you think?

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO REPLY TO, SCHOOL AND MY MENTAL HEALTH FUCKED ME OVER. I have had half of this in my queue for about 3 months, ya bitch was just burnt tf out 💀

But dude, I absolutely fucking love this 😭😭

Heads up, my knowledge of physics is limited so I’m not going to be talking much about the actual details of his quirk until after I learn more about it, but I hope you enjoy!!!

Izuku who makes physics jokes.

He has shirts with physics puns on them. A shirt that says, “the photon checked into the hotel and was asked if it had any bags, it said, “no thanks, I’m traveling light!”

Reminds me of the time I was dual enrolling and in my psychology class, I said, “I once asked the librarian if she had a book on Pavlov’s dog and Schrödinger’s cat. She said it rung a bell but she wasn’t sure if it was there or not!”

I thought I was so funny, but everyone else hated me.

Izuku is that kid. He does that shit

Inko loves it, she thinks her son is hilarious. Mic loves it. The little lister is so smart! Nezu has a goddamn field day. Aizawa is so tired, but secretly likes the jokes. He face palms every time and acts like it’s the end of the world, but he does like them. Midnight thinks it’s great, she asks izuku for more jokes/puns all the time. Mainly to annoy Aizawa. But still. BRUH, MISS JOKE. SHE LOVES THIS LITTLE SHIT. I honestly feel like all might wouldn’t understand most of them, but he’d love them anyway.

Izuku: I was studying frequencies, but now my brain Hertz.

He accidentally freaks people out the first few weeks in the dorm because they’re not used to it/expecting it.

The number of times mina asks for mood lighting

I really want to drive home that he makes an unholy amount of puns

He doesn’t even try to, it just happens so naturally. Shouto has theorized that it’s a secondary quirk.

You have spoken directly to my soul with mentor mic (and Jirou/izuku friends)

They’d all work so well together though

Mic brings him to Put Your Hands Up Radio not only to work with his quirk, but to help with his nerves

It is no secret that izuku is a nervous lad, but I raise you, mic was also a nervous lad (personal headcanon, but you cannot tell me that lad doesn’t have generalized anxiety)

Mic helps izuku gain some coping mechanisms (or coping mic-anisms if you will (thank you, thank you))

Mic is a nerd, izuku is a nerd, Jirou is cool, but a nerd. Jirou, similar to Aizawa, rolls her eyes at the physics puns, but does she think they’re funny? Yes. Yes, she does. They defends izuku when people mock his puns

Mic couldn’t be prouder of his children

Thank you for the ask! I hope you enjoyed! Sorry it was kinda short 😅

[theosb0rnway]

Casey Jones Vs. The Competition - A Ghosts of Our Days Minific

Being in a competition this big was no threat to Casey Jones, but finding out who he and Raph were up against was another story. It took them at least 15 minutes searching through the main board before- "Raph, look! There's us!" She pointed to the board and Raph let out a little "Huh." "Looks like we're up against... the Rise Addams Family?" "Like the TV show with the creepy little girl and the walking hand and the big silent monster guy? I always thought the mom on that show was so hot, the dad too-" "Casey, focus." In the distance, the duo could see four turtles, a bunny, and a human under a banner reading Rise Addams Family AU. As they approached, a girl with noose-like hair was the first to speak. "Are you the competition?" "Doesn't seem much like competition, it's just one guy!" An orange coded turtle towards the back of the group spoke up. "Two guys. One is no longer with us." "Guess we know why they're called Ghosts of Our Days." That came from a purple coded turtle, and Casey wondered if they were all the same as his own four mutant friends."Yeah, we're the competition. Are you guys Mikey, Leo, Donnie, and Raph?" "And Master Splinter?" Raph added.The noose hair girl nodded. "Yes. I am April. April O'Neil. We're very excited to be up against you." Her monotone voice made Casey unsure of her true emotion. "Uh, we're excited too!" "So who are you?" "Oh! I'm Casey, Casey Jones, and this is my boyfriend, Raphael!" Raph gave a soft wave. "There's no one else there." Leo deadpanned. "Didn't you hear me say one passed on? He's a ghost, dumbass." "Ohhh! Couldn't be me! I have a very much alive boyfriend!" Casey growled, but Raph held him back from any fighting. "Ugh, another fag." Mikey muttered in the background. "Shut up, Mikey!" Leo yelled back, burying his face into Usagi's fur. The two boys shared a look at each other, silently telling the other that this Addams group was going to be a bit of a challenge. Raph was having quite the conversation with the only person who could see him. "How did you die?" "Stabbed." "How unfortunate. Was it through the head, the chest, or abdomen?" "Um... chest." "Hm. How long did it take for you to bleed out?" Meanwhile, Casey walked over to see if anyone else in the group was remotely friendly. He decided to try the rabbit first. He was surrounded by his very clingy turtle boyfriend, looking mildly uncomfortably as Leo talked nonstop into his fur. "Hi there!" Casey waved, and Usagi smiled tiredly back. "What's your name?" "Miyamoto Usagi." "Whoda whatta?" He sighed."Usagi." "Nice to meet you, Soggy!" "Usagi." "That's what I said!" The rabbit rolled his eyes. "So, hows the dead boyfriend treating you?" Casey looked about to kill the bitch, a knife sliding into his hand from his sleeve in such a smooth fashion that Usagi flinched. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Jack Skellington." "And why not? Afraid I'll beat you in THAT competition too?" "In case you haven't noticed, you're losing pretty bad in the first one, idiot." Casey looked up in horror to see that yes, they were losing pretty bad to these people, but he had no idea why." "H-How is that happening?" "I don't know, maybe cause you pulled a knife on us?" "You dissed my boyfriend, loser!" "I don't think I'm the loser, Casey Jones." He snarked, walking off with Usagi still wrapped around his waist. "Nice to beat ya, clown!" "Ohoho, I'm gonna shove that knife so far up his-" "Case?" Raph gently tapped his shoulder. "We're already losing, Raphie, and we didn't even do anything yet!" "It's alright, Case. Least we have each other, right?" Casey perked up at that, smiling down at her boyfriend. "Yeah, you're right. If I've got you, who needs to win anything?" "You're already my favorite prize, Casey Jones." "Raphie!" It was just Casey Jones and Hamato Raphael against the world, but honestly? As long as they had each other, they had already won the entire competition.

PLEASE help me and @clanofjones tie G.O.O.D with at @lackablazeical 's Addams AU in the @tmntausummit!!

[thecollectionsof]

writing a goodesco texting fic until i get too tired to write and give up

no literally that's the idea. it doesn't format well since it's tumblr and it won't be good but it will be goodesco so that's fun anyways here's a fic

I’m really bored, baby

that would be a fun text to get if it was meant for me

but i don’t think it was

who is this?

Oh. You’re right. I’m Bosco

hi bosco i’m gigi

Hey Gigi. I’m bored

…ok? cool? shouldn’t you text the person you were originally trying to reach about this

instead of me

This sounds much more fun tbh. And Daya’s probably out anyways

Please entertain me

i literally don’t know you. why would it be my obligation to entertain you

I said please

are you five?

So... wanna play 20 questions?

no

that’s boring

You’re boring. Checkmate bitch

why am i still talking to you if you’re just going to BULLY me like this

You love me <3

no <3

(But she did, or at least she would grow to love her in the future)

It’s hot out today

bosco

i played 20 questions with you last night how are you still bored

New day, new me

you’re stupid

You’re supposed to ask me how hot it is

…fine. how hot is it, bosco?

Hotter, now that you’re here

that would work better if you’d ever seen me before

i could be a robot for all you know

No robot would be named Gigi

bet

??????

(She wasn’t a robot, but she was looking forward to hearing from Bosco. For some reason.)

Gigi

Gigi

Hey Gigi

what

what do you want

Love <3

i’m leaving

No wait come back I’m joking

How are you?

i’m going out later, so i’m getting ready. pretty good i guess

you?

Going out? Do you have a boyfriend or something?

no boyfriend. no partner either, just some friends.

you didn’t answer the question

Better, now that I’m talking to you

rough day?

Yeah. Got misgendered a lot at work

shit. that sucks, i get it

what do you do for work?

Barista

hmmm you’re the only reason i’m alive

What’s your go-to?

Drink, I mean

iced chai latte with oatmilk

Gay

yes. i literally told you that during 20 questions

you asked if i was single in this conversation and i said “partner”

but no you’re right this is what makes me gay

Oatmilk doesn’t lie

I’ll make you one someday, if I haven’t already

I mean we have the same area code. We’re in the same city, after all

i’ll look for a barista named bosco, then

i expect only the finest iced chai latte with oatmilk

And you deserve it, princess

(She didn’t want to think about why she suddenly got so blushy. If you asked her, it was because she thought of something embarrassing. Definitely not because of the barista haunting her texts, of course not.)

hi bosco i’m tired

You texted first!

Hi, baby

hi 

boscoooooo

i havent slept in like two days

Why??

idk didn’t feel like it

made a cute dress though. worth it maybe

I know it’s 3pm but please go get some sleep

ok gnight sco

see ya

Sleep well, baby

(She had dreams of coffee shops. She chose to ignore it)

[p-taryn-dactyl]

15, 28, 43, 57, 62!

hi!!!

15: favorite book you’ve read as a school assignment?

A List of Cages by robin roe was during the summer before my freshman year of high school, a while back, and I remember annotating it, loving the plot, enjoying the assignment which was to take notes and annotate the pages if the book was our personal one and then we…didn’t do anything with it except a handout that said “did you do the reading?” with checkboxes labeled yes and no. I was so disappointed but I remember loving that book. There’s also Brain On Fire by Susannah Cahalan, which is just an amazing true story (the movie is ok but the book is just *chefs kiss*. I’m actually using it in my final project in my psychology course this year!!

28: five songs to describe you?

Damn. This is a hard one….i had to consult the counsel (my group chat) for guidance [edit: some were helpful…others weren’t] [another edit: i did take a few quizzes to find what songs describe me bc i was thinking of songs that i associated with me and idk if thats what this meant lol, can you tell i overthink things?]

no body, no crime by taylor swift

better than revenge by taylor swift

dear reader by taylor swift

human by gabrielle aplin

hi, it’s me by ashnikko (but I’m the best friend)

Ik it was mostly TS but i listen to her a lot so

43: hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket, or bomber jacket?

once upon a time i was recognized by the oversized jean jacket that i wore…not anymore. I love cardigans and leather jackets buttt i have the soul of an elderly librarian so definitively cardigan. (I love librarians, my Grammy was a librarian and she’s the best)

57: the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

Coming out to myself. I actually came out to my friends before myself, which sounds weird but hold on. I knew i was queer so i told them, the ones i was comfortable with, about my sexuality. But i wasn’t in full terms with it. I grew up very religious and the way my church and family spoke about homosexuality just made me feel like an outcast. Thankfully, I’m proud of who i am today and while I’m terrified of the day I come out to my family, i know i can make it through the tough times if they come

My belief in god isn’t a struggle per se but i much prefer my relationship with them today than my past relationship with them. In the past i was a nightmare, just a total bitch and even though ik today it was because of how i was raised and what i absorbed and all the internalized homophobia, i still know it’s not an excuse to unlearn all my taught hatred so I’m pretty proud to say that i am a much, much better person today ✨character growth✨

My fear of death. While i haven’t completely overcome this, ive come to better terms with the fact that one day i will die and the only thing i can do is live life to the fullest and just live, not to force myself into a box of what i have to do but just enjoy being alive while i am. My new fear however is the ocean, just being alone in the middle of the sea, no boat just me…my heart beat very fast as I typed that

62: seven characters you relate to?

Percy Jackson. I have neither ADHD or dyslexia but i do wear my sarcasm and humor as my shield. Also, i just feel like he would be such a good friend and compliment to my personality

Tony stark. I do have anxiety and depression but i am not a billionaire or genius. I just get him, ya know? I can easily put myself in his place and see his thought process.

Daniel Jackson. Huge history nerd over here and he’s just the best, i love him

harry potter…my man is way too underrated for the main character. Same thing as tony, i just feel connected to his character

yelena belova. Idk why but i just feel like she’s what i could be if i was put in her situations ya know

alec lightwood, i too am a disaster gay and would be speechless at the sight of magnus bane

Nebula. I know what it’s like to be overlooked and forgotten but thankfully, like nebula, ive a found family that sees me

Thank you so much!!! I’m sorry my answers were so long lol 😅

[angel-dust-bitch]

(Long Post Ahead!)

ABOUT THIS ANGEL DUST

This Rp Side Blog Portrays Angel Dust as (Mostly) Canon. There are some added in Little musings to make him more personal to me.  When speaking or interacting with Alternates Angel here likes to answer to Anjay (Pronounced AHN-JAY). He is over all more wholesome than some other Angels, But he is indeed very vain.  He is very much obsessed with himself and will shamelessy flirt with pretty much everyone, and especially has NO SHAME WHAT_SO_EVER about flirting with “himself”. He is impetuous and loves to fuck with people, especially his alternates,-- He likes to play Dumb or Oblivious with them just to piss them off at times. He is  even more so “playful” if they are friends/people he holds dear-- Friendships/relationships with Ange beware~ Aside from these, Angel is Canonly gay, And Canonly genderfluid. This Muse Is Multi-Ship, but do not expect him to break character. Sorry ladies, But He will not “Catch feelings” for you in that manner--- BUT-- So long as you’re paying him (extra)  Bedroom Play is not out of the question, DO note though-- it is not his most favorite thing in the world so Don’t expect him to be “fully present”

Rules To Follow

*Muse is sassy-- but generally friendly and Mun is DEFINITELY Friendly So Don’t be afraid to drop a line!

1) NO NSFW (if under 18.) (Admin is 29) --He cusses, he fucks. Enough Said. So if you are going to interact with this muse I do expect you to be mature about it. The Hazbin Fandom IS Adult Oriented-- If you are under the age of 18 DO NOT attempt smut or NSFW with this Muse. --This Rule Will be The Same for ALL of My RP Side Blogs. 2) DO NOT REBLOG MY THREADS OR ASKS UNLESS YOU ARE THE ONE IT IS MEANT FOR --Sorry it’s just when multiple people reblog threads of mine that aren’t theirs it causes a whole mess of confusion for me and my partner I am trying to respond with-- It blows up both of our notifications and we don’t know who we are responding to at that point. I Have indeed lost many RP partners from people crashing in on my threads, so I would appreciate it you just didn’t do it please.

3) THIS MUSE WILL MENTION ABUSE, ALCHOL CONSUMPTION, AND DRUG USE

Dark themes will arise from this blog, so please do warn me of any triggers or discomfort ahead of time so that I can be careful when we interact together. I want nothing more than for us to have fun and be comfortable. 4) DMs Are For OOC Interactions. I do not RP in my DMs. Those are for OOC things such as plotting or just simply chatting.

COMMON TAGS YOU WILL SEE

#~I’m A God Damned STAR Bitch!~ (Angel Dust) 

-- Anjay’s personal Tag line

#~I’m Comin’ Out So Ya Betta Get Dis Party Started~ 

-- An Open Interaction/Invitation To Interact #~Family Matters~ (This will be used by my Arackniss too)

--Will be used when interacting with members of the family. #~Sister, Sister~ (Molly) --Used in interactions with Molly Specifically #~Brotherly Banter~ --used when interacting With Arackniss Specifically #Strictly Commentary --This will be used by ALL my muses. It is my form of “Dash Commentary” *These are OKAY to reblog and respond to!

Shipping Tags

--Reminder that Personally Established/Pre established Ships Will also have their own Ship Names--

#~I Just Need To Fuckin’ Love M’self!~ (when shipping/Interacting  with Alternates) #~Video Birthed The Porn Star!~ (When Shipping/Interacting with Vox) #~Trap Of “Love”~ (When Interacting with Valentino) --I don’t count them as a Ship and I certainly Don’t support it as one, But I Do Welcome Interactions With Valentino For Obvious and Canon reasons and Yes these can get on the Saucy/NSFW side --Because OBVIOUS--

[cheerstotheelites-if]

Group Chat

v. Stranger Danger

ZephGoWoosh: WHO TF IS PLAYING BASS BOOSTED EDM ON THE SCHOOL SPEAKERS???

*ZephGoWoosh added WtfEliseo to the group

ZephGoWoosh: ELISEO YOU FUCK DID YOU DO THIS?

WtfEliseo: if its about your ears imploding from the edm

WtfEliseo: then ya got the wrong person

WtfEliseo: I didnt do shit Im literally with weylyn rn as we speak

PapaWeylyn: It's true we're in the track field bleachers right now and having lunch

PapaWeylyn: Where even are you right now??

ZephGoWoosh: in the main building

ZephGoWoosh: trying to find out who's doing this shit because Fleur ain't here 😒😭😭

WtfEliseo: her brothers are here sooo

WtfEliseo: asked them earlier bc i need her for a group project and they said that they dont know why

WtfEliseo: smth about their dad smth smth fleur smth smth emergency check up

ZephGoWoosh: oh oof hope she's okay though 😟😟😟

ZephGoWoosh: HEY WAIT A MINUTE WEYLYN YOU'RE LITERALLY PRESIDENT

ZephGoWoosh: WHY AREN'T YOU HERE HELPING ME??

PapaWeylyn: … Food is priority

ZephGoWoosh: Weylyn 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

PapaWeylyn: IM SORRY BUT MAMA MADE GOOD FOOD THOUGH ;W;

WtfEliseo: I second that

WtfEliseo: the spaghetti be top tier 😩🤌🤌

ZephGoWoosh: you're right i can't fight with your ma's cooking

ZephGoWoosh: save some for me though i havent ate yet

ZephGoWoosh: please? 🥺👉👈

PapaWeylyn: Of course!! ^w^

WtfEliseo: soooo progress report zeph?

ZephGoWoosh: couldn't find anything 🥲🥲🥲

WtfEliseo: search harder then 😒😒🙄🙄

ZephGoWoosh: you try searching a giant ass castle all by yourself 😒😒

WtfEliseo: nahhh I like where I am ☺☺

ZephGoWoosh: i fucking hate you

WtfEliseo: awww no you dont ☺🥰🥰

ZephGoWoosh: bitch 😒😒😒🖕🖕🖕

WtfEliseo: fuck you too babe 🥰🥰🥰🖕🖕🖕

*F.Heartstein sent a video

-> The video is someone else's hand (sleeve is clearly belongs to a blue-green hoodie) gesturing to a laptop playing a 1 hour hard bass boosted edm music video, then shows a bunch of wires connecting it to the school speaker sound system <-

WtfEliseo: who tf—

PapaWeylyn: Did

PapaWeylyn: Did Fleur's phone get stolen...?

ZephGoWoosh: gods damn it omw to the sound studio

WtfEliseo: HURRY YOUR BITCH ASS UP VEL DELLE

ZephGoWoosh: FUK U

*F.Heartstein sent a video

-> It shows a picture of a door. Zephyrine can be seen through the small window trying to open the door to no avail. The same hand from earlier waves at Zephyrine once she took notice of the mystery cameraman <-

ZephGoWoosh: @F.Heartstein LET ME IN YOU LITTLE SHIT I CAN SEE YOU

F.Heartstein: no! 😀

WtfEliseo: holy shit the thing speaks

PapaWeylyn: @F.Heartstein hello whoever you are!

PapaWeylyn: Can we please know why you're doing this?

PapaWeylyn: You're kind of disrupting the peace in the school. ^^;;

F.Heartstein: oh 😲

F.Heartstein: i just miss my bestfriend 😗

PapaWeylyn: Okay…?

PapaWeylyn: But why do you have my friend's cellphone??

F.Heartstein: oh you mean fleur's? 😲❓

F.Heartstein: i wanted to return it to her so i came here 😗

ZephGoWoosh: by breaking in to the school?????

F.Heartstein: well i was actually waiting outside earlier 😗

F.Heartstein: then i got bored ☹

F.Heartstein: so now i'm here! 😀

WtfEliseo: Back the fuck up my guy

WtfEliseo: gal?

WtfEliseo: person?

F.Heartstein: i'm a guy 😀

WtfEliseo: whatever the fuck

WtfEliseo: where did you find fleur's phone? do you know her or did you just find it in public??

F.Heartstein: i found it in her room 😁

ZephGoWoosh: HUH???

ZephGoWoosh: HELLO? POLICE?

PapaWeylyn: Are you saying you broke into her home?!?!

F.Heartstein: yes? no? i usually come through her balcony so i guess? 🤔

F.Heartstein: i mean she doesn't mind since we're bestfriends 😄

WtfEliseo: ayo the fuck did you just say

ZephGoWoosh: FLEUR HAS OTHER FRIENDS??

ZephGoWoosh: i need to sit down i can't anymore with this not with this new info 🥲🥲🥲

F.Heartstein: do you want a chair? i can give you one 😯

ZephGoWoosh: if you open the door maybe you can

F.Heartstein: no! 😀

ZephGoWoosh: ffs dude just let me in already i just want to turn off the music 😒😒😒

F.Heartstein: i could but i wanna wait for fleur a bit more 😗

PapaWeylyn: Um... Fleur's not here

F.Hearstein: oh 😧

F.Heartstein: then where is she? is she doing okay? 😢

WtfEliseo: no clue my guy even her brothers dont know

F.Heartstein: so i came here for nothing? and here i thought we could hang out today 😓

F.Heartstein: welp guess i'm gonna go look for her 😗

ZephGoWoosh: DONT JUMP OUT THE WINDOW

PapaWeylyn: WHAT

WtfEliseo: HUH?

ZephGoWoosh: and he jumped

ZephGoWoosh: AND HE DIDNT UNLOCK THE DOOR BEFORE THAT HDBDUDBUEBDDJ

PapaWeylyn: SOMEONE JUST JUMPED AND YOU'RE MORE UPSET ABOUT THE DOOR??

ZephGoWoosh: IT'S THE SECOND FLOOR HE'S FINE WEYLYN. THE WORSE THAT COULD HAPPEN TO HIM IS SHATTERED ANKLES

PapaWeylyn: BUT STILL

ZephGoWoosh: TRUST ME IVE SEEN ENOUGH PARKOUR VIDEOS TO KNOW

WtfEliseo: cant believe Im gonna be the responsible one and report to the admin about this while you two panic about ankles 😒😒🙄🙄

ZephGoWoosh: get a janitor too while you're at it to unlock the door

WtfEliseo: gods above fine 🙄🙄🙄

PapaWeylyn: Thank you Eliseo ouo

ZephGoWoosh: thanks babe 😘😘

WtfEliseo: fuck you guys 😒😒

*Group Chat ended

[highpri3stess]

sorry for smashing your inbox with a long ask but I need an opinion, writing a badass (Tokyo revengers x katekyo hitman reborn) fanfiction Takemitchi's secret mafioso AU where he is a part of the Varia assassin squad but comes back to japan save his friends from doom since the universe likes to kill off his friends regardless of Mikey having the dark karma or not. Then wants to leave without a trace again after saving everyone again. Oh boy, it's gonna be a ride trust me. Takemitchi went back so many times to save Mikey that he gains unique abilities like he can see the future in all of its possibilities. He finally finds a solution to save Mikey: he takes on the dark karma so he is the one getting a bad future so everyone is finally going to be happy. It works but due to that, he unlocked forbidden flames called night flames (it's a unique weather flame in khr) and regular weather flames called clouds. So he is in limbo about what to do next sorts but gets saved by Varia. Thanks to the impulse hes amazing at killing and they need a cloud guardian since they lack one so they become his second family. They teach him how to control the flames and how to be an assassin ( honestly Varia is Toman but rowdy and crazier). So perfect, Right? Wrong. When he time travels he lands on different timelines that deviate from the previous one. The same world just a different ending because of that he ends up becoming Draken's half-brother somehow and the universe (me the writer sorry) said MORE ANGST and Takemitchi is now from a family line of badass assassins and it was either him or Draken. To save Draken he goes through the training and becomes more eh better at the murder part. Draken has no clue he has a sibling or is part of this huge assassin family legacy. Draken believes his mom had mentioned he had a sibling but assumed she was drunk and insane at the time. Later on, he finds clues that this might be true so he starts 🔎. Takemitchi goes back in one more time to make sure this is the timeline everyone is happy with but him. He makes Kisaki and Hinata get together, makes sure Shinichiro lives, makes sure Kakuchos parents dont die and Izana isn't a bitch. Sanzu doesn't gets his scars. He helps found Toman and just vanishes then comes back and they are like ???? That is suspicious that is weird what are you hiding? How do you always know when we are in danger why do you keep saving us all? Why? They all start 🔎. Here are my questions: make Takemitchi have like a whole-ass split personality driven by this dark karma to make the others be more sus of him? ( even without the second personality Takemitchi will be sus due to his anatomy not being normal human he will have wings and stuff since he got modified to be a tengu yes I have a reason no it is not because I want to see Takemitchi in wings nope ( tengus are jap spirits that have wings and sharp claws)) Should I make this a male Takemitchi or a female one? Should I make it a Takemitchi to have both female and male bits? Well, it is a Takemitchi x all fic that I won't be explicit I want to focus on angst, not romance. What ya think this has been haunting me rn.

These questions are haunting me I have the playlist I even have the first chapter almost done cuss it's Takemitchi coming back to Japan and here I am just 😤 what am I supposed to do? Oh in case you want to listen to the Spotify playlist here

I am so sorry for replying late 🥺 I love the idea! Tag me when you do it.

[thebookbin]

The Sunbearer Trials

Aiden Thomas

Publisher: Feiwel & Friends, Macmillan Genre: young adult, fantasy Year: 2022

Me, every time I read a YA book:

I don’t know why I keep convincing myself to give them a try when I have clearly outgrown the genre. It’s probably the pretty covers and interesting blurbs, but yanno. I apparently can't trust myself. I'm an untrustworthy bitch.

Now, being the extremely gay fantasy-lover I am, when I saw the premise of the book I was immediately like yes. This is exactly what I want from a fantasy, a nonwhite setting with fantastical mythology and everybody's just so gay. But it just... disappointed me on all aspects.

I didn't used to be a prose snob, but now apparently I guess I am. I have just read some works that are so well-written that the more juvenile style of YA becomes grating. There were so many "he explained" and "she retorted"s. In my humble opinion, dialogue tags should only be used when there needs to be clarity over who is speaking. Also, what's wrong with plain ol' "said?" IDK it just takes me out of the story. Instead of focusing on what the characters are saying, I am so focused on these weird descriptors that are all over the place.

There are so many expressions that just come from an undeveloped writing style. "Terror gripped his spine" and "The curve of his muscles" were two phrases that I caught multiple times each, and they were so weird. There is an absurd amount of detail paid to clothes and appearance. It very much gives "secret-novel-I-wrote-in-high-school-that-was-lowkey-anime-fanfic."

First is the introduction to Teo. He is described as a troublemaker, but he rarely causes mischief and when he does, it's caricaturistic. His first introduction, he plays a "prank" on the described "bully." But because we don't get to see Ocelo actually be a bully, Teo becomes the bully in my eyes, humiliating them in front of a room full of gods. But literally as soon as anybody says anything to Teo, he gets so offended and cries. Characters constantly feel like caricatures: Niya is the literal stereotypical Nickelodeon Best Friend, like I'm pretty sure her character is just Sam Puckett. Loud, stupid, strong, and loves food. Aurelio, the strong and stoic type. His sister, the stereotypical high school bully, who is even described with a high pony tail!

There's also this weird hierarchy between types of gods. There are Gold gods and Jade gods. Gold gods are supposed to be "superior." But literally the only person who ever talks about this is Teo himself. It gets to the point where we as the audience start to wonder if it's all in Teo's head. Like yeah, Jades have never been in the Trials before, which means he's never had to worry about joining a life-or-death competition. And then Teo complains about not being allowed to go to the "Academy" (cue eye-roll), which is described as a place of abuse, anyway. Nobody literally says anything about Jades being less than Golds except Teo.

The comparison to Percy Jackson and The Hunger Games is so laughable. Both of those series have a main theme of systems of power being corrupt and harmful to society. But in The Sunbearer Trials the system itself is part of a religious order that is deeply rooted in latine cultures. I mean personally, any religion that requires child sacrifice isn't one worth following, but hey that's just me. But this culture isn't acknowledged as bad or flawed, even by the main character, the so called trouble-maker, the one who can see the flaws in the world, doesn't even have a doubt about the way this world is. It's like if Katniss was from the Capitol or Percy if he was more like Luke.

Just the idea of the entire world relying on teenagers à la Hunger Games but not for entertainment or a grotesque commentary on society but to literally keep the apocalypse from happening is probably the stupidest system for keeping the world from ending ever thought of.

There's just so much to say about this, because I wanted to like it. But the clumsy attempts at prose end up seeming like more of a rough draft for a novel than a complete novel in and of itself. I think I would consider reading another Aiden Thomas novel if it wasn't YA, and had gone through the higher publishing standards of the fantasy genre.

storygraph | bookshop.org | local houston

★★½ great idea but terrible execution stars

[multi-muse-transect]

MK1 Blitz Intro Dialogue

Sub-Zero: For A Cold Blooded Killer you're more warm blooded

Blitz: Unlike you I don't have a frozen heart

Blitz: What Kind of a stupid ass name is Sub-Zero

Sub-Zero: Coming from an imp with an idiotic name

Sub-Zero: Since Regular Fire won't kill you then Negative temperature chill and blizzard will end

Blitz: That ain't gonna happen when you have a bullet in your FUCKIN HEAD!

Peacemaker: Yo who's the hot wolf chick?

Blitz: That's my daughter Loona and you can't fuck her.

Blitz: We are both killers admit it

Peacemaker: No way dude. I kill to bring peace you kill for money

Peacemaker: Waller wants me to send you to the Suicide Squad

Blitz: That fuckin bitch. I'll kill her

Blitz: There's a better option. It's involves porking

Peacemaker: I prefer to fuck humans and metahumans not demons

Lui Kang: I make sure the timeline stays perfect

Blitz: Then where were you when my mother died, when Fizz was burning alive, when my heart was broken

Blitz: If you're the god of fire then why not smite assholes

Lui Kang: Do not temp me Blitz

Lui Kang: I saw your timeline. I'm generally sorry about the things that happened to you Blitz

Blitz: That's the first time anyone has ever told me that

Blitz: Ever used the time powers for anything

Lui Kang: If planning to steal it don't that type of power can corrupt the person who overuses it for reasons

Blitz: You ditched your human wife for bugs you sick fu...

Omni-Man: Coming from someone who fucks birds so don't even try to talk shit towards me.

Omni-Man: You'll never be the father of the year for your "daughter"

Blitz: I actually love my daughter and care for her unlike you who let said son be Cecil's BITCH

Blitz: Damien Darkblood sends his regards

Omni-Man: Damien's still alive. How is that possible

Raiden: Any advice from you Blitz

Blitz: Yeah. Don't make the same mistakes I did Raiden. You're a good kid I don't want you to be like me

Blitz: So you must be the new Earthrealm's champion? Good for you

Raiden: Yes am I. Why thank you

Raiden: Don't take it easy on me kay

Blitz: You sure Raiden I don't wanna kill ya while we fight

Blitz: So you and Kung Lao...

Raiden: Heavens no. Me and him are friends and more like brothers

Blitz: You and Mileena huh. Nice. Mad respect

Tanya: Even if I love her I would admit it and made it public unlike you

Tanya: You have no right nor decision on who lives or who dies

Blitz: I'm sorry for at least trying to keep the goddamn timeline the way Lui Kang wanted

Blitz: I feel so sorry for whoever tries to fuck with you

Tanya: Oh you mean just like you

Tanya: The Umgati will

Blitz: Will What? Beat my ass. Kinky

Geras: In one of the timelines you are happily married to both Fizzarolli and Stolas

Blitz: Man that's the perfect life for me. Just for that I gotta kill ya man

Blitz: So what if I became the new Titan and keeper of time then what'll happen

Geras: I can't predict that future because you won't become does two

Geras: You carry such a heavy burden on your shoulders Blitzo you should seek and get help

Blitz: First off The O is silent dipshit and second I don't need help I got

Blitz: Try me bitch I dare you I fuckin dare

Geras: I'm only trying to help you don't have to get hostile with me

@janstaratthedisco

Interesting and funny, maybe you can do Stolas in MK1?

[fairykitt]

loggin in

i’m so sleepy for whatever reason, i slept at idk 12 pm last night and hardly woke up at 10, it’s 4 pm now and i just can’thelp but shut my eyes off, i have an exam in two days, and i’m way underprepared, a former friend was a total douchebag to me and my other friend, former for a reason, when i tried to call her out for it she started attacking me like she is an angel from the heavens stating facts while she was turning tables into her own favor while none of her talk made any sense, what bothered me is her confidence, and the way she kept increasing her voice while aintaining an innocent look, this sort of bullshit reminds me of how awful she was back in our childhood, how imcredibly understanding i was, how distant and away from confrontation i was so i won’t get caught in her ugly bullshit, and how i saw our other friends treat her because of her stupid acts, i thought that’s it, people are cruel, inconsiderate, i don’t remember much but i remember this conclusion, i remember how alone i felt, how my observations led me to treat her like a baby so she was my good puppy, and the rest of our friends can not comprehend how can i be so patient with her, it was fear, dissociation, dehumanization i might say, she loved me and i didn’t care, i was being kind,i was giving her a hand because oh wounded bird, give her enough love and she’ll do better, as if it ever worked with my parents, shitty attitude remains always a shitty attitude, not your problem fofo, she remained a baby and i had enough, then i thought i was being cruel so i came back to pat her shoulders, come on fofo, cruel is okay, especially when you’re not a rehabilitation centre, especially when people refuse to grow nicer to you, just because everyone should be nice not because i’m nice to you goddammit, she grows more and more fucked up, and i again had enough of her constant never ending bullying to everyone and everything, her immature attitude towards, her existence now gives me fucking hives, i never knew how to handle that bullshit, and i don’t know now, and i don’t wanna know, it’s an awful game, i won’t allow her near me, i won’t conversate with her, i won’t argue with her, i won’t make plans with her. and good god if she uttered a word about our last encounter i would rip her to peaces, bitch i didn’t ask u to get anything i was politly explainaing why i wanna do this simply not to go behind ur bac, i wasn’t mean, i wasn’t rude, i didn’t keep telling u what i think about it, just like how u commented about that thing our friend suggested, i didn’t mind purchasing it bc yes i knew she wanted it anyway, but yes if i was there the minute u were deciding i would’ve said smth, so i’m also explaining why i wasn’t rude and purchased it anyway u stupid cunt, and that’s fucking valid u insane bitch, people get to have different opinions but they disagree politely without being dismissive or a fucking bully ya zbala, I disagreed politely i was never the bitch that u r, go learn some fucking manners first and then come talk to me, so yeah, my point is, she is disrespectful child and i was raised by one and it’s really difficult for me to deal with, even tho i know i’m on a solid ground, i just can’t be on their level, i would curse u that’s all, i hope u won’t get to raise kids until u learn to be a truly good person, so u won’t shatter them like my mom did, u and her should learn alot, and the hard way, because u make life incredibly hard for every fucking human being around of you and it’s just exhausting, what u r? u r dysfunctional coward fucks. what am i? i’m just tired of ur bullshit, and i will do my best not to enable your tantrums, none of this crap will get a hold of me, not my mom, not you not any manipulative asshole out there, i know you, i see you, i will let u burn in your bile of shit, i will grow out of your influnces, i will.

now umm, i’m still sleepy, my exam is still in two days, i still despise that whore, 

but what else

i’m burning this candle, it smells of heaven, i have a small yellow light on yet the light of the day is still by my window, it’s so cozy and calm, except that i’m not? or am i? exams month is the most stressful time of the year for me, a year ago i thought my right hand is paralyzed one day, the other i thought i’m dying and skipping my exam, yet i attended my exams, i skipped two bc i procrastinated my way till the second one and i skipped the third because i almost died on my second one so, my procrastination makes all the sense, but i can fight it, i did, i fought my anxiety and i didn’t hide from life, life wants livig and i lived and lived and lived, life doesn;tcare if you’re in your bed, sure u gotta rest, but make up for that time if u want to achieve a certain thing,or if u wanna achieve happiness u know, as happiness is life.

so i got every right to be so exhausted, not really happy most of the time, but i also gotta know that if i wanted to move forward and feel happy ever in my life, i gotta get moving and search for what could make happy even for a little while.

and i know i will get my rest, and i’ll go to the sea

damn that bitch is stressed about her trip to the sea because of no one but her family. maybe in another episode i’ll try to accept them, for now i just be and they just be, i”ll get my room, my kettle! won’t need to move around their awful energy, just me and my sea